After the impromptu fuck party with Tracy and Tisha, I went back to my apartment. Derek's parents were gone and he was already in bed. I knew he had a long day ahead with his parents beginning early the next morning. So, I was careful not to wake him. I jumped in the shower, then went to my room and crawled into bed.

I awoke at around 9:30 the next morning. I didn't have any plans so I just laid in bed thinking of the night before with Tracy and Tisha and our BiSex Club. I wondered if Tracy would want me to recruit Tisha into the club. Would Tisha want to be recruited? She is very inexperienced when it comes to sex. But then again, so was Alani (Tracy's roommate). Tracy and I blew her mind last night, no doubt, but I wonder if she would be ready to experience everything that we do in the club. It's definitely not for everyone. In fact, it's not for most people. I thought Alani was an exception. Perhaps not.

To give you a little more info on the BiSex Club, Dear Reader, we are a "network" of individuals who are bisexual (as previously mentioned). However, for the most part, we only have sex with the other members of the club. We do not stray outside the club. This is for safety purposes. We have lots of sex, so having that amount of sex with people outside of the club poses many health risks. You get the idea.

Anyway, I am sort of an exception. I am the "recruiter" for the club. I recruit "new talent," therefore, I search for others who I believe would fit in with the club. To put it bluntly, I fuck who I recruit. And if they seem to be promising, then we pose different sexual situations to the recruit and see how they react. If they are receptive to the situations, they may eventually get initiated. It all depends on the chemistry.

However, Tisha was different. We did not seek her out to recruit. As you read in the previous chapter, it was a spur-of-the-moment thing. So where was it going to go from that point?

That was what I was pondering, as I laid in bed, when I heard the front door open and someone walk into the apartment. I thought it may have been Derek stopping by to get something had forgotten. I listened as I heard footsteps walk around then approach my bedroom door. My door opened slowly and my boy, Jamal, poked his head in. He saw that I was awake and he smiled, "What's up, my man?"

"Jamal!" I said surprisingly. "What are you doing here so early?"

"Derek's letting me borrow his pickle ball equipment. I'm meeting one of my teammates for a few games this morning and I left mine at my parents' house when I went home last weekend," he explained as he walked into my room. "He said I could just walk in and grab it since he wouldn't be here and you would probably be asleep."

Jamal is my BFF. We've known each other since high school where we played football together. I was not gifted with the talent to play college football, but Jamal was, even if it is only at the FCS level (aka Division 2). He plays middle linebacker for the State University of West Georgia Wolves. He's a 6'3" tall black dude, with a ripped body, a few tattoos on his back and arms, mini dreads in his hair and is hot as Hell!

. . . And he's a founding member of the BiSex Club.

Jamal walked through the door and plopped down on his stomach next to me on the bed. He propped himself up on his elbows. "So, what do you have going on today?" he asked, making conversation.

"Actually, nothing. It feels good to not have to be anywhere at any time. Other than few errands, I can just take the day as it comes," I said smiling with my hands clasped behind my head as I continued to lay in bed.

"Did you do anything fun last night?" He inquired.

"Well, as a matter of fact, I did!" I said excitedly as I batted my eyebrows at him.

"Oh yeah? Tracy?" He asked.

I just kept smiling at him. "Man, you've been fucking her for a minute. Heather and Dana said they haven't seen you in a while," he said.

"Yeah, well Tracy and I have been hanging out a lot, but last night was a little different," I explained.

"How so?" he asked.

So I told him about the unplanned threesome with Tracy and Tisha. "So, are you going to recruit Tisha?" He asked.

"I don't know. I just met her last night and that threesome just happened out of the blue," I continued to explain.

Jamal just looked at me. He was smiling, which was a good thing. He, along with the other founding members, are picky when it comes to recruiting, but they all trust my judgement. After all, I'm a founding member, too.

He was still smiling and staring at me. "What?" I asked, getting a little defensive,

"So, you liked that black pussy, didn't you?" He teased as he gave out a little laugh and started inching closer to me.

"Hell, yeah, but that's not the first black girl I've been with," I said.

"I know, but it's been a while considering there are no black chicks in the club," he said as he reached under the covers towards me.

"Did you like seeing that pink when you spread her black pussy lips?" he asked as if provoking me into something.

Then I felt his hand touch my stomach and slide down to my crotch. I exhaled with slight excitement. His hand found the opening in the front of my boxers. He reached in and wrapped his hand around my now semi-hard cock. He tugged on it ever so slightly. "Ok, well hello!" I smiled, "Jealous much?" I asked teasingly.

"You know it," he whispered, still tugging.

"Did she suck your dick?" he asked.

"Yeah, she and Tracy both did," I responded, getting excited at his jealousy.

"You know, if you keep doing that, you are going to get me hard," I said referring to the little tugs he was giving my dick.

"That's the plan," he said now fully stroking my cock.

"I thought you had to meet your friend," I said, now teasing him a little.

"I do," he said. "But I think I have just enough time to get you off."

"Then, by all means, go for it," I whispered.

I let out a deep breath and spread my legs a little more, freeing up some room for his hand, which was now working my dick. I reached down and started to slide my boxers off. "Let me get rid of these," I said.

"Please do," he said as he dove his head beneath the covers.

Then I felt his tongue lapping at the head of my dick. He was stroking me with his hand and teasing my cock head with his tongue. He flicked the underside of my head with his tongue and made tiny licks over the base. This was driving me crazy. I wanted him to take all of my length into his mouth. He knew that's what I wanted, which is why he didn't do it. He was getting off on teasing me.

Since we discovered our bisexuality almost 2 years ago, Jamal has gotten really good at sucking dick, especially mine. He knows every button to push and every spot of my body to lick, suck, tease and stroke to make me cum like nobody's business. What he was doing to me in that bed right then was no different.

In my excitement, I pulled the bed covers off of us. I spread my legs wider and Jamal positioned himself on his stomach between my legs facing me with my dick in his hands, still teasing me with his tongue. I just closed my eyes and let him take me wherever he wanted to take me, as I so often do with him. Then he started sucking my balls as he kept stroking my dick, alternating from one to another. Then he spread my legs a little wider and I felt his tongue make small laps on the rim of my asshole before full-on flicks to the center. This shot electric jolts of pleasure through my balls all the way up to my abdomen. I could hear myself whimpering as he tongued my hole. "You're going to have to fuck me if you keep doing that!" I cooed.

He giggled. "I like getting you worked up," he said as he swiped his middle finger across the top of my cock to scoop up the precum that had formed as a result of his little rim job.

He used the precum as a lube as he teased my hole with his middle finger while finally swallowing my throbbing dick. Oh how he sucked me! His lips created a tight vacuum around my shaft as he bobbed up and down. He stroked my dick with one hand and his mouth as he rubbed small circles around my asshole with the middle finger of his other hand. He didn't penetrate me. He knew I would make him fuck me if he started fingering me. He knows how to make me cum and he was doing just that. I kept my eyes closed and grabbed a hold of the sheets beneath me with both hands to my sides and let him work me. It didn't take long before my orgasm started building.

"Oh fuck you're going to make me cum," I moaned, still holding onto the sheets for dear life.

I didn't need to tell him that. He already knew. He stopped stroking me with his hand and just let his mouth do the work. He pulled my length out of his mouth and just worked the head, flicking and sucking it. My orgasm was getting stronger and stronger. He knew when I hit the point of no return because as soon as I did, he stuck the entire length of his finger up my ass and started fingering me. My hips bucked off the bed as I shot my load down his throat. He swallowed it hungrily as he deep-throated my erupting cock. My hips crashed back down on the bed as he stroked me with his mouth while my dick kept spurting ropes of cum down his throat. My abs were twitching and my asshole was constricting his pumping finger. I could hardly take in a breath as I was cumming so hard. Finally, my body relaxed. The intensity of the orgasm was winding down. Jamal kept sucking me until every drop was released from my spent dick.

He pulled his mouth from around my cock and rolled over on his back. We both were breathing heavily as our bodies relaxed. Once he caught his breath, he rolled back over and propped up on to his knees and crawled towards me, "So how was that?" he asked, giving me a wink. "Better than some black pussy?"

I reached down and tapped the crotch of his shorts, "Well, now I want some black dick," I cooed. "Are you going to let me return the favor?"

Jamal shook his head slightly, "I can't. I'm late meeting my teammate as it is. I'll take a rain check, though."

Still on his knees, he leaned in and kissed me. He slipped me his tongue and it danced with mine for a few seconds, then he pulled away. He got off the bed and headed for the bedroom door. He stopped and turned to look at me. "Oh, good morning, by the way," he said then walked out of my bedroom.

After he left, I slid out of bed and got myself together. I went into the living room and clicked on the TV. As I was channel surfing, my cell phone rang. It was Tracy. She said that it was important that I meet her for lunch. She didn't say what was so important. She just made me promise to meet her. I figured it had something to do with Tisha, and I was right.

I arrived at Cafe Trio around noon and saw Tracy and Tisha sitting in the far corner of the dining room in a booth. Cafe Trio is the bar and grill that is our hangout spot. Conveniently, it is owned by my roommate, Derek.

Tracy and Tisha were sitting on the same side of the booth, which prompted me to sit across from them. I slid into the seat "Hello, hello," I said with a smile.

"Hi!" Tisha returned.

"Thanks for meeting us," Tracy said looking a little anxious.

"No problem," I responded. "So what's up?"

There was a slight moment of awkward silence, then Tisha spoke, "About last night...."

Then Tracy interrupted, "Well, Tisha had some questions and I figured it would be best if she asked you those questions, which I think you would be better qualified to answer."

After Tracy said that, I knew immediately it was about either recruiting Tisha, the BiSex Club or both. Have you ever seen that movie "Fight Club?" You know, the first rule of Fight Club is you don't talk about Fight Club? Well, that rings true with our club. That is a big rule that we stress amongst each other. Think about it. We are a network of bisexual guys and girls that fuck each other. That's not something you go around talking to others about. The majority of people will not understand it and we don't need any gossip, rumors or any other unnecessary drama. Tracy was right to not say anything about it. However, it seems that Tisha was bound and determined to find out more about what happened last night.

I shifted my focus to Tisha and waited for her questions. "Ok," she began. "Now, I realize that I don't have much of a sex life or much experience with sex, as we discussed last night. However, the way that all went down last night just seems odd."

"How so?" I simply asked.

"Well, first of all, you just came out and offered to go down on me. I mean, who does that to someone they just met....and in a casual conversation, no less?" Tisha asked in an accusatory tone, then looked at Tracy. "And you didn't even hesitate when you said that it was a good idea."

"Well, you agreed to it, " I responded.

"Yeah, but that's not the point," Tisha responded, still looking at Tracy. "And you wanted to watch."

Tracy nodded her head, smiling. Tisha started smiling, too, "You did not hesitate to go down on me after Jake made me cum."

Tracy blushed then started giggling and said, "Well, didn't you like it?"

"Hell yeah, I did!" Tisha exclaimed. "But, again, that's not the point. The point I'm trying to make is that you two have experience with threesomes. You said you are fuck buddies, but you are way more than that. What you both did to me last night came a little too natural to you two. So, I want to know what's up?"

Tisha was right, and she was good to pick up on that. I didn't quite know how to respond. At that exact moment, I still didn't know if I should recruit Tisha or not, which meant that I did not know what to respond with, meaning what to reveal or not to reveal.

"Well, would that be something that you would want to do again?" Tracy asked

Great question. Tracy with the save!

"Let's just say that a fire has been lit inside of me after last night and this morning," Tisha said. "So yes, I would definitely do it again."

Well, that was a relief to hear since she obviously has no regrets about it. Wait! What? This morning?

"This morning?" I asked making eye contact with Tisha.

Tisha's eyes got big as if she said something that she shouldn't have. I looked at Tracy. Tracy smiled and let out a small laugh, and looked me in the eyes, "Yeah, about that.....things didn't exactly end last night after you left."

"Oh really?" I responded, starting to smile myself. "Go on."

Tisha started blushing. She put a hand over her face as she smiled and looked down.

"Tisha spent the night with me last night and we continued to...how should I say it? Explore," Tracy said.

I sat there in amazement as Tracy described how they cuddled, kissed, felt, groped, grabbed, rubbed, nibbled, sucked, fingered and licked each other all night and into the morning. When she was finished talking, I just looked at Tisha and all I could say was, "Wow!"

Tisha then made eye contact with me, "Like I said, a fire was lit."

Not only was I extremely turned on by what Tracy had described, but I was also relieved. I knew then how I was going to proceed with Tisha. In less than 24 hours, she went from not having much experience with sex to having a threesome with a guy and girl (where she fooled around with the girl, as well) to having straight-up girl-on-girl sex. And she was asking for more. I decided I was going to take a shot at recruiting her.

Although I decided to recruit Tisha, I couldn't lay all the cards out on the table. Even though she may be looking for more sex action, there was still a lot she had yet to experience. Girl-on-Girl is very common and has become more socially acceptable. Things can get weird and possibly uncomfortable when you throw guys into the mix. Just because I decided to recruit her, that didn't mean she would get initiated. We would have to take it one situation at a time. However, having sex with just Tracy after I left last night was a good start.

I took in a deep breath and exhaled, getting ready to reveal a little more to Tisha, knowing I had to choose my words carefully. I reached across the table and took Tisha's hands into mine, "Ok, me and Tracy are fuck buddies and you are right. There is a bit more to it than that."

Tisha just stared into my eyes, listening intently.

"There are others that we have sex with," I continued. "And we have had threesomes. So, yes, we have done that before."

"How many others are there..." Tisha asked."....that you have sex with?"

"Let's not get into those details, yet," I said. "Let's just say that there is a network of us that feel comfortable with each other and we try different things, different scenarios. However, we tend to keep all of that between us."

"Then why did last night happen with me?" Tisha asked.

"As you know, it wasn't planned," I continued to explain, "But you were looking hot in that sun dress. Mix a little wine with a conversation that started about your boyfriend or ex fuck buddy, whatever you call him, then transitioned to being about sex. I was completely turned on when you said that you always wanted to experience someone going down on you. I said what I said as kind of a joke, but as you found out, I really wasn't joking."

Tisha pulled her hands away from mine and leaned back against the booth. "So where does that leave us?" she asked.

Tracy was looking at her, then shifted her attention to me, waiting for me to answer that question. However, before I could, Tisha continued, "Was that a one-time-thing?" she asked then looked at Tracy. "I am asking you, too, considering what we did after he left."

"What would you like to happen, Tisha?" I asked bluntly

Tisha seemed to be getting upset, "I want to keep doing it!" She exclaimed. "You both started this with me. I trusted you enough to let my inhibitions down to explore some curiosities I had. You can't just leave me hanging!"

Tisha had a point. I thought back to when Jamal and I started exploring our bisexual curiosities and what it would have been like if either one of us would have just stopped. It would have been extremely awkward, not to mention hurtful. This was uncharted territory for me. As I've said before, when I recruited someone, I was the pursuer. I had a set agenda and all the steps planned out. This girl had me back on my heels.

"So what does it take to be a part of this network of yours?" Tisha asked making air quotes with her fingers as she said 'network.'

"Chemistry," I said succinctly. "You can be receptive to what we do, but you have to have chemistry with all those involved. And I do mean all. And that's not something you can fake."

"Understood," Tisha responded.

"Ok, then. We'll give it a shot, but no guarantees," I said.

Tisha smiled, took in a breath and exhaled, "So what's next and when? Today? Tonight?"

Tracy let out a laugh, "Girl, I think your pussy needs a break."

"Yeah, let's get something to eat. I'm hungry," I said.

We had a good lunch. We made small talk about school, our majors and what we wanted to do we we grew up. Afterwards, I left to run some errands. When I got in the car I called Jamal, hoping he was finished with his pickle ball match. He picked up after the first ring, "Yo!" he answered. "Calling to finish what we started this morning?"

"We?" I asked, smiling from ear to ear.

"Ok, what I started this morning." He said. I could hear his smile.

"No," I said. "Calling about something better!"

"Oh really?" he responded. "Enlighten me!"

"Do you want to be part of a recruiting exercise?" I asked.

"The black chick?" he asked. "So, you decided to recruit her? She must have made quite an impression."

"Her name is Tisha and, yes, I'm going to see what's up with her," I answered. "So, I figured that a little adventure with the three of us would be fun."

"Ok, I'm down for that. Any restrictions?" he asked excitedly.

"None!" I snapped back.

"Oh hell yeah!" he exclaimed. "So you and I can play with each other."

"Exactly, so we can see how she reacts," I responded.

That was an important step in the process. I usually do the "2-guy threesome" soon after the recruiting process starts. As I mentioned earlier, girls fooling around with each other is more socially acceptable. Guys hear about two girls playing with each other and it's a turn-on. When girls hear about it, it's mischievous, daring, "naughty" or even a turn-on for them, too. The thought of two guys fooling around with each other is different. Some girls think it's odd or even gross. Guys hear about it and they automatically label the guys as gay, "fags" or some other derogatory label, although they may have had some thoughts or curiosities about it themselves, but were too afraid to act on it due to those labels or rumors that may result from doing so.

The next day I called Tisha and asked her if she wanted to "hang out." She laughed at the terminology I used, knowing what I was really asking. She said that she was in and asked for details. I told her that I would pick her up around noon and I was not going to give her any details. Then she asked me something that really caught me off guard, "So, what should I wear?"

No one has ever asked me that before knowing what we were about to do. I just told her to dress casually and wear something that was comfortable. It was a gorgeous day so I was wearing a t-shirt and some gym shorts. You know, something that can be easily removed.

I pulled around to the front of the dormitory building, She must have been waiting for me inside because as soon as I pulled up, she came out of the lobby. She was wearing black yoga pants, white sneakers and one of those sports tops that looks like a bra, but isn't a bra, but is a bra. It came halfway down her stomach and her tits looked like two small puppies trying to crawl over a fence. Her braided hair was pulled back and she looked smoking hot! She opened the passenger side door of the car and slid into the front seat.

"Hi!" was all she said.

"Hi," I returned as I put the car in gear.

"So, where are we going?" she asked.

"We are going to my friend Jamal's place," I answered.

"Hmmm, will there be anyone else there or is it just going to be the three of us?" she asked, trying to get as many details as she can.

I was not going to hide anything else from her. At that point, she needed to know what the situation was shaping up to be. "Just the three of us," I responded.

"So, me and two guys?" she asked as if she needed clarification.

"Is that okay?" I asked making sure she was comfortable with it.

She nodded and smiled.

"Tisha, if you are not comfortable with it, all you have to do is say so. It's totally fine," I assured her.

"No, it's fine. A little intimidating and I'm a little nervous, but I'm good," she explained.

"If at any point you get uncomfortable, you need to speak up. Promise?" I asked looking at her intently.

"Yes, I promise," she reassured.

We got to Jamal's apartment, parked the car and started walking to his door. "So, what are we going to do? Walk in his apartment, I shake his hand, tell him it's nice to meet him then we all start fucking?" Tisha asked sarcastically.

I let out a slight laugh. "Yeah, it does seem a little awkward. I get that. But just go with the flow and try not to overthink it."

We got to the door and rang the bell. Jamal opened the door. He was shirtless, showing off his ripped physique and tattoos. He was only wearing a pair of gym shorts. Damn, he was looking fine as hell! My dick started stirring as soon as I saw him. Tisha's mouth dropped open and she was smitten!

I introduced them and he invited us in. I'm not sure how Tisha felt at that exact moment, but as for me, any awkwardness that was there disappeared and I was ready to get to it. However, I managed to keep my composure, telling myself to be patient. Jamal offered us something to drink and told us to relax and sit down. Tisha sat down on the couch and Jamal brought us drinks. He smiled at me as he handed me a drink. That smile told me that he approved of Tisha, or at least of the first impression he was getting. He sat down on the couch next to her on her right. I sat in the recliner that was perpendicular to the couch.

We made small talk for a few minutes, then Jamal started in, "So, I heard you had a nice little experience a few nights ago."

Tisha blushed, "Yeah, I guess you could say that."

"Well, tell me about it," Jamal said looking into her eyes and smiling. "I want to hear the details. You know, from your point-of-view."

Tisha was smiling as she looked down at the drink in her hands. Then she looked back up at Jamal, "Well, um..." she stumbled, not knowing where to begin.

Then Jamal decided to help her, "I heard that you got your pussy licked," he said softly, leaning in close to her.

Tisha nodded and told him how she agreed to something that seemed to have started as a joke. Then she started giving him the step-by-step how everything unfolded. Jamal encouraged her by making little comments like "That sounds hot." and "Ohh I bet that felt good."

As Tisha continued, she was starting to get worked up as she was reliving the scene. I could tell Jamal was getting worked up, too as I saw him shift his sitting position to accommodate the hard-on he was starting to get as she gave him the details he asked for. As I watched and listened, my cock started growing, as well. I placed my hand between my legs and started rubbing my dick over the outside of my shorts. I placed my drink on the floor beside the recliner and started to get more comfortable.

"Oh wow. What was that like? Watching Tracy get fucked from behind as she was eating your box? I bet you were begging to be fucked at that point." Jamal whispered to her.

Tisha's nipples were rock hard, trying to poke through the sports top she was wearing. Tisha was whimpering now as she continued to describe the experience. "Oh yes! I wanted to be fucked, but she was making me cum at the same time."

Jamal took the drink from her hand and placed it on the coffee table in front of the couch. He returned to his sitting position beside Tisha. "Go on," he encouraged.

"After he came inside Tracy, she asked me if I wanted to be fucked," Tisha continued breathing heavily and whimpering.

"Well, did you?" Jamal kept on.

"Yes, oh yes, but we had to suck his dick to get him hard again," She continue to whimper.

Jamal reached into his shorts and pulled out his rock-hard, eight-inch black cock. He took Tisha's right hand and placed it on his dick. She instinctively grabbed it and started stroking it. She leaned back against the couch and closed her eyes. She was so worked up she was letting out small moans as she continued to breathe heavily. "So, did you suck his cock?" Jamal asked.

"Yes!" Tisha whimpered as she continued stroking Jamal's dick as if she was in a trance.

"How?" he asked.

Tisha sat up and in a fluid motion, slid off the couch onto her knees in front of Jamal. Jamal spread his legs and straightened his sitting position making room for Tisha. She did not hesitate. She grabbed his cock with one hand, lowered her head and took his engorged cock head into her mouth. She slowly slid down the length of his cock with her mouth, not quite taking his full length. Then she slowly pulled back up. Her cheeks were indented with the vacuum her mouth was creating while hard sucking his dick. She continued that motion a few times before speeding up her pace.

At this point, I had pulled my dick out of my shorts and was stroking it as I watched Tisha service Jamal. His cock looked so appetizing as it glistened with Tisha's saliva while she continued stroking his cock with her mouth and lips.

I was getting jealous. I was wanting his meat in my mouth, as well. I jerked my dick for a few more minutes as I was enjoying the scene before me. Then I could no longer just watch. I stood up and slipped off my shirt and shorts and got on my knees beside Tisha between Jamal's legs. I reached up and started to pull off Jamal's shorts. He lifted his hips to accommodate the gesture. Tisha pulled his dick out of her mouth long enough for me to slide his shorts completely off, then she took in his cock again.

I replaced her hand at the base of his cock with my mine. She pulled his cock out of her mouth and gave me a puzzled look. I looked at her and smiled, "Aren't you going to save some for me?" I asked and gave her a wink.

She was totally perplexed by this. I didn't give her a chance to respond. I covered the head of his dick with my mouth and slid down half his length and pulled back, stopping at his head and flicking it with my tongue.

"Oh wow!" was all I heard Tisha say.

She pulled back and watched in amazement of seeing me suck Jamal's dick. I was determined to give her a show. I was bobbing up and down on his rod. My left hand held his cock at the base while I massaged his balls with my right. Jamal's dick was smooth as silk and his head was nice and plump. I loved stopping at his cock head and sucking and licking it all around with my tongue as I stroked him with my left hand. I looked to my left and saw that Tisha was still staring in amazement. I pulled his dick out of my mouth, "Would you like to share this with me?" I asked as I held Jamal's dick upright with my left hand.

Tisha nodded and took his cock in her hand and back into her mouth. Jamal was making small gyrations with his hips in time with Tisha's rhythm. I crawled behind Tisha, reached down and grabbed the bottom of her sports top and pulled it up over her head, freeing those beautiful black tits. I cupped each one with a hand and squeezed her nipples as I massaged her breasts. Then I leaned in towards her neck as if I was going to whisper in her ear. She sensed what I was wanting and pulled Jamal's cock out of her mouth, moved her head to the side and held it in front of my face, "Your turn," she said smiling at me.

I opened my mouth and took in his cock again and started sucking and bobbing. She held his dick for me with her hand as I continued to massage her tits with mine. We kept taking turns at sucking Jamal's dick. While she was sucking him off, I slid one hand down between Tisha's legs and was rubbing her pussy through her yoga pants. Then as I was sucking him, Jamal tapped me slightly on my head. "Hey Bro, that cock service is awesome, but I'm not ready to cum, yet. And you two are about to make me explode. Let's take this party to the bed," He suggested.

Tisha and I stood up. My cock was hard as a rock. Tisha grabbed it with her hand, "Someone was liking that suck session." she said as she gave it a few strokes.

I helped Jamal off the couch and we went into his bedroom. I slapped Tisha playfully on her ass, "We need to get rid of these," I said referring to the fact that she still had on her Yoga pants.

She threw herself onto the bed and rolled over on her back. Jamal and I were still standing, looking over her, "Then someone needs to take them off," she said.

Getting on the bed, Jamal was on his knees in front of her. He reached up and pulled down her yoga pants, bringing her thong panties with them. She spread her legs showing us her wet, glistening slit. Jamal positioned himself to the left of her and I settled in on her right. He reached down and spread her pussy lips with his fingers, exposing the neon pink in between them. He looked at me "Want to eat this pussy with me?" he asked.

"Gladly," I said and I leaned in from below.

Jamal leaned in from the top. He flicked her clit with his tongue and I licked her opening. Jamal held her lips apart with his middle and index finger as he licked and sucked her clit. I slid my middle finger into her hole and finger fucked her while Jamal kept pace on her clit. I looked up at Tisha. She was whimpering with her eyes closed and she was playing with her nipples. I took turns at finger fucking her and licking her hole while Jamal continued working her clit. Tisha started gyrating her hips. I knew it wouldn't be long until she came on us. I noticed her puckered little asshole and wanted to give it some love, not knowing how she would react. So, I gave her rosebud a few flicks with my tongue. She twitched upon feeling the new sensation and gasped in a sense of pleasure. This gave me all the affirmation I needed.

I started making full strokes with my tongue over her ass. She let out a stammered moan and grunting as her pussy and ass were getting tongue thrashed at the same time. Then she took in a deep breath and held it. Her legs started shaking and she exhaled a loud squeal as her pussy exploded, "Oh fuck, Oh fuck!" was all she could manage as she bucked her hips wildly. I slid a finger back into her pussy and pumped her a few times with it. Jamal still had his mouth gripped to her clit. Her pussy was flowing with her love juice. Jamal and I licked and sucked it until she was clean. Then Jamal grabbed the side of my face with his hands, "Come here," he said to me as he pulled me in.

His mouth locked with mine and our tongues danced with each other as we licked and slurped Tisha's cum from each other's tongue and lips. Then Jamal rose to his knees. "I want to sink my dick into that," he said to me as he rubbed his hand over Tisha's box.

I got off the bed and made room for Jamal to get in front of her. As he positioned himself in front of her, still on his knees, Tisha spread her legs a little wider in anticipation. "Please tell me you're going to fuck me now," she cooed at Jamal.

Jamal didn't say anything. He moved closer to her, aligning his hips with hers. I stood over the bed, looking down as Jamal took his hard cock and slapped Tisha's clit a few times with it and rubbed the head up and down her slit, teasing her. "Stick it in slowly so I can feel every inch," Tisha whispered as she stared up at him.

I was stroking my cock and watching as Jamal slid his dick slowly into Tisha's eager pussy. She gasped as he went balls deep into her. He started fucking her at a nice pace. His balls were slapping against her with each stroke. "Oh, that's it. Fuck my pussy!" Tisha moaned.

I kept watching and stroking as I was getting off on not only seeing Tisha's pussy getting fucked by Jamal's hard rod, but watching Jamal's toned, brown ass bucking back and forth with each stroke of his hips. As Tisha was getting fucked, she was watching me, as well. "I love watching you jerk off as he fucks me," she said.

Then I wanted to play with Jamal as he fucked her. I took a bottle of lube that Jamal had on his nightstand and squeezed some onto my hand, then rubbed it all over my dick. Then I crawled onto the bed and positioned myself behind him on my knees. I lined my hips up with his and when his hips made the out-stroke from Tisha, the crack of his ass slid down the length of my cock. I held that position and as he continued fucking her, his ass crack was sliding up and down my cock. I didn't penetrate him, just rubbed and teased the inside of his ass cheeks.

After a few minutes of this, Jamal leaned his head back and I leaned in and we kissed as he fucked her, "Oh you know how to tease me, don't you?" Jamal said to me.

Tisha started breathing heavier and bucking her hips. I knew she was getting ready to cum. "Don't stop," she said as Jamal sped up his pace.

"Oh you're going to make me cum." Tisha squealed. "Oh fuck, I'm cumming."

Jamal had his hands on her hips and was pulling her into him as she exploded. "Oh I can feel that pussy squeezing!" Jamal said as he was trying to hold on as she was bucking her hips wildly.

I reached around and pulled his cock out of Tisha, stroked it a few times as it was nice and lubed up from her juices. Then I put his cock back into Tisha's pussy and he continued to fuck her. "Pull out when you get close to cumming," I whispered in his ear.

Just then, Jamal pulled his cock out. I reached down and jerked him off as he shot his load onto Tisha's mound and stomach. He was still moving his hips back and forth along my cock as his dick kept spurting ropes of cum. As I stroked the last drop of his seed from his dick, Jamal looked at me, "Oh you are such a big tease," he said. "Now I want you inside of me."

He pushed me back on the bed next to Tisha. I fell on my back looking up at him. "How do you want it?" I asked, ready for any position he wanted to get fucked in.

"What's going on?" Tisha asked as she was rubbing Jamal's cum all over her stomach.

Jamal looked at her, "Are you ready to watch me get some dick now?"

"What?" she exclaimed. "No way!"

"Oh yes!" Jamal responded as he leaned over to the nightstand and grabbed the bottle of lube.

He squeezed some into has palm, then rubbed his hand under his balls to his ass. Then he took what was left on his hand and gave my hard cock a few strokes. Tisha's eyes were wide with amazement. Jamal tapped his hand on the bed in front of me, looking at Tisha, "Scoot down over here so you can watch me ride his cock?"

Tisha did as he asked, still not really knowing what to expect. "I've never seen anything like this before," she said as she changed positions on the bed.

Jamal swung his leg over my body, facing away from me. He reached behind him with his right hand and grabbed my dick, holding it in place. I reached under him and held his ass cheeks for support as he mounted me. He lined the head of my dick with his opening and slid down my length. In one fluid motion, I was balls deep in his ass. He was so ready to be fucked, he didn't even tense up as I penetrated him. He let out a moan as he slowly started riding me. His ass felt amazing, hot and tight. I kept my hands under his ass as he got his rhythm going.

"Oh, that is so fucking hot!" I heard Tisha moan.

I couldn't see her because she was in front of Jamal, who had his back to me as he rode me in the reverse position. I knew she was liking what she saw when I heard Jamal say to her, "You like watching that cock fuck my ass? Yeah, that's it girl rub that pussy!"

Jamal sped up his pace and was bouncing up and down. I started getting my hips into rhythm with his pace and I began pumping upward as I fucked him while he rode me. Jamal was breathing heavily as he let out quick moans and grunts. "Oh that dick feels so good!" he cooed.

Then he slowed his pace and leaned all the way back against me. His head rested back against mine. He turned and whispered in my left ear "Oh, you fuck me so good."

He started gyrating his hips to change the pace my cock was fucking him in. I reached down and grabbed his dick in my right hand. It was already rock hard again and I started stroking him as he continued to ride me. I could get a glimpse of Tisha staring intently at the hot action in front of her. She was rubbing her pussy, getting off on watching me and Jamal fuck.

I sped up my pace on Jamal's dick as he continued gyrating his hips. "Do you like feeling my dick inside you?" I teased.

"Fuck yeah," he answered. "I love you jerking me off while you fuck me."

Hearing this made me take control. I reached around with my left hand and held his hips down as I continued jerking his dick with my right. Now I got my own rhythm going as I thrust my hips upward, fucking him more forcefully. "Oh, that's it," Jamal whimpered. "Fuck me! Oh, fuck the hell out of me!"

I continued pounding upward into his ass and I stroked his cock even faster. After a few seconds of that action, I felt Jamal's ass start to convulse and squeeze my thrusting cock. His orgasm was starting. Jamal was all out moaning at this point. He had completely submitted to me as I worked him to orgasm. I could hear Tisha moaning and breathing, which made me think that she was getting herself off. Jamal's ass was squeezing me in more frequent intervals. I slowed down the pace on his cock so I could feel his dick starting to convulse, as well. Then I felt his cock explode, shooting his load into the air. I caught the load as it came back down on his cock and used it as more lube to stroke him off with. I continued fucking him as his cock was cumming in my hand.

As Jamal's orgasm subsided, he sensed that I was getting close. He dismounted me and told Tisha to lay beside me. Tisha did as instructed. Jamal looked down at me, "I want to watch you titty-fuck her!"

I sat up and swung a leg over Tisha's torso. She was not sure what was happening, as it was all going so fast. I rested my cock between her nice tits and Jamal squeezed them around my cock. I started thrusting and fucking her tits. Jamal replaced his hands with hers, "Squeeze your tits for him," he instructed.

This was obviously a new experience for her, but she did as requested. It didn't take long for me to start cumming. I could feel my load rising. I was letting out small moans myself. Fucking her tits felt so good and I was so ready to cum. I lifted my hips and pointed my dick downward and exploded all over her tits. I squirted my load over one of her nipples. I was cumming so hard, I squirted it on her other one, as well.

When I was done, I still hovered over her and rested my cock in between her black, cum covered tits. I caught my breath and dismounted her, crashing on my back next to her. Jamal was at the end of the bed on his knees, catching his breath, as well. The three of us were silent as we regained our composure. Tisha was rubbing the cum over her tits. Then she would reach down between her legs and rub her pussy as if to calm it down, as well.

"That was one of the best fucks I've had in a while!" Jamal exclaimed and let out a laugh.

"It was quite the adventure," Tisha agreed and looked over at me. "I can't wait to do it again."

To be continued....