"How was she?"
"Not yet finished," Carmine replied, "...and, clearly satisfaction isn't something she is...familiar with." He trailed off with a certain air of accusation.
The boyfriend circled behind her, dragging his fingers across her ass like he would on a chalkboard as he went, his attention focused squarely on Carmine.
"I had heard you could guarantee it, in fact. You came highly recommended."
"I don't understand what is going on...do you two know each other?" Ms. Baur swung to sit cross legged and stared from one to other.
Carmine spoke first, "I don't know this man and I have never seen him before."
"Well, I knew she would be too much for you, Carmine, and well, your friend...Faustino, is it? His reputation is, spot on, I see. Eager isn't he."
"I don't follow." Carmine eyed him suspiciously. The way he talked to them all, as if he everything was his plan, bothered him and he felt anger beginning to grow.
"Carmine, my girlfriend has some needs that I cannot fulfill all alone and I needed to be sure that she was in...how should I put this...capable hands." He took Ms. Baur's hand in his and leaned against the massage table. "You are not only a fantastic masseuse, but Faustino assured me you wouldn't be able to resist her." Carmine shot a nasty look towards his friend who simply shrugged and smiled broadly in return. He should have known. It was like Faustino to be tricky and try to set something up like this. The boyfriend continued, "I know how she moves...I can only imagine when you saw it for the first time what it did to you..." He trailed off and watched Carmine's face change, knowing what memories, albeit fresh and recent, were churning inside of him.
Ms. Baur sat motionless, stunned at the revelations. Inside she was furious her boyfriend had set this up, relieved he was not angry, and if she let it take root and grow, turned on and hungry that he not only willed this but that Carmine and his massive prick were still an option for her. She turned to her hands and knees and sat on her haunches, breasts hanging between her arms. She bit her lower lip and arched her back slightly, pushing her chest out towards Carmine. He looked at her with wider eyes, shot a questioning glance toward her full time lover and saw he had smiled crookedly. She crawled toward him, moving like a magnificent cat, sliding her legs softly against each other as she went, rolling her shoulders the way a lioness would as it stalked. Carmine may have some reservations about being played, she thought, but there is no way she was losing her chance at him. The boyfriend stepped toward her and placed his hand back on her ass, licking his lips expectantly as she moved toward Carmine.
"Mmmm, Carmine. You were right, I'm not satisfied yet," she pouted, "...and you promised I would beg for mercy. Twice." She raked her nails down his chest and then cupped his balls in her hands, tugging softly with her nails.
Carmine grunted a laugh and took her head in her hands again, pulled her to him and kissed her as deeply as he could. He pulled her up to him, taking her ass cheeks in his hands and pressed her body against his aching cock. "You want him to watch you get fucked, is that what gets you off?" He eyed her, saw her face twitch with excitement. "Or...yeah...that's what you need...every fucking hole filled don't you! You want to have his cock in your mouth while we double up on you!" She moaned as she furrowed her eyebrows and looked longingly at him, "Yeessss....please, Carmine...please do that to me"
He pushed her to her back, grabbed her by the hips and yanked her ass to him. Faustino came to the edge of the table and hopped to it's edge, kneeling by her face, his cock dangling above her mouth. She turned to look at her boyfriend. He was quickly pulling his pants past his bare feet and watching her with a hungry look. He hopped up as Faustino did, his cock nearly rock hard with anticipation. Carmine held her by the ankles and spread her legs wide, past his broad shoulders and looked down at her gleaming pussy. She slid a hand to touch herself while the two men at her shoulders lowered their cocks to her mouth. She closed her eyes and opened her mouth, sticking her tongue out. Both men rubbed their cocks across her tongue and she quickly took each in a hand and began to work them both. Carmine rubbed the end of his fat cock against her clit and made her squirm under the pressure. It felt massive just nudging around down there. Her mouth swallowed one cock and stoked the other at her face and as Carmine slid his head inside her pussy she lost her breath...no moan escaped. He pushed his hips forward slowly, dipping his cock in half way and then back out again.
"Ohhh! Fuck! Carmine...that fucker is enormous! Give it to me! Please put it back in there!" She moaned and begged for her pleasure to be given. One of the men at the top of the table reached down and began to aggressively massage her breasts, tug on her nipples and twist them gently. She arched her back and rolled onto the top of her head. Her boyfriend seized the moment, swung to the top side and slid his cock deep in her throat. Her moan was suffocated with the thick flesh of cock. Carmine pushed himself back into her, slowly still until he was all the way inside. She felt like she would stretch apart, break almost at the walls of her pussy. Faustino reached a hand down and began to slowly rub her throbbing clitoris sending powerful waves of pleasure through her body. She reached up and gripped her boyfriends cock in her hands to help guide him down her throat. She could swallow him, knew his cock, knew how to take it. It glided into her throat and she suppressed a small gag. Carmine began to move faster, gaining a good pounding rhythm. She pulled the cock from her mouth and begged Carmine for more.
"C'mon Carmine! Fuck me good, split that pussy in two with your fat fucking cock!"
He obeyed and began to pound her added force. He was powerful and this was a cock ramming she had never before experienced. She felt the strange sensation of the pain of being spread wider than she had ever felt before mixed with an intense pleasure that nearly made her dizzy. His cock rammed against the back wall of her insides and when she looked at him, watching his dick slide in and out, she could see her little belly even stretch to accommodate his size. She felt another orgasm build quickly and she began to shake and quiver around him. Carmine grunted something inaudible and bucked his hips against her harder. He gripped her legs behind her knees and pushed them toward her, spreading her out wider and raising her ass off the table. She whimpered in pleasure as he buried his cock deep inside her, his balls slapping the stretched skin of her ass. Her boyfriend teased her lips with his cock and Faustino leaned his head down to suck and nibble on her nipples. The orgasm seemed to wash over her with the power of the ocean. Carmine didn't slow, powerfully fucking her through the orgasm. She was tingling on every inch of her body and for the first time felt like she had indeed too much of a good thing. "Oh Oh Oh! Ok...Ok...FUCK! Oh FUCK! SHIT SHIT SHIT...STOP CARMINE...STOP!"
He kept pounding, kept thrusting his massive cock into her pussy as she gushed all over him. "Are you finally...begging..."He pounded and pounded still, breathing heavily "...for mercy?"
"Yes, please....please let me catch my breath..." She was writhing against his cock, gripping the table and pulling at the sheets. "MERCY MERCY!" she bellowed, and Carmine slowed and finally stopped, his cock still buried balls deep inside her.
The sun was sinking into an endless horizon of flower colored glass. It seemed to dip into a scorching radius of fury, fading into hues of soft pinks and cresting oranges as it's light skipped across the liquid glass. Soon there would be a small relief from the heat and night would descend on their little beach cabana. She wondered if she would still be here to see the stars, like gems and rhinestones, poking holes in the sky.
Faustino, eager Faustino, slid his cock across her lips, reminding her that her breathtaking orgasm had not satisfied those who had given it. He let it slide past her mouth, across her chin and began to lightly tap her breasts with it's tip. Her nipples were still erect and hard, aching from her body's excitement. She lifted a hand to take his cock, inclined her head and pushed out a mouthful of saliva across his shaft. She began to circle her nipple with his sloppy cock and lightly slap it, watching the spittle stick to both ends a
nd elongate like a melted string of cheese. Her boyfriend watched her tease herself and began to rub his own cock against her open mouth. Her lips were red and puffy, stretched and wet from all their work. He leaned down, unable to resist the temptation and kissed her, heartily, imploring the insides with his tongue. Her mouth was hot, basted in sex and seduction. He sucked on her lips, pulling them again from her, savoring how wonderful she tasted. She moaned softly in reply, smiling to pull her lips free. Her free hand brought his cock to her mouth, and she repeated her endeavor, spilling her saliva across him and working her nipple as she did the other.
Carmine watched her, still holding firm inside her, as she teased the two men. He watched their eyes widen as she arched her back, pressing her nipples as high as she could, at times even her shoulders coming off the table. She moaned and caressed herself with their dicks, oblivious to anything around her. She was completely alone to herself, orchestrating her own sensual experience, and these two men and their manhood, her tools. Her eyes were closed, an open teasing smile painted across her face. She was an angel to Carmine, a dirty, naughty, sexy angel. And she still needed to be fucked till she begged for mercy from him a second time.
With a heavy buck of his hips, his balls slapped against her and her eyes snapped open in response.
"Oh yes..." she purred, "more of that!"
Carmine pulled out of her and watched her face turn to a pout. He yanked her from the table, roughly pulling her to him until she stood face to face with him, her feet now planted in the cooling sand. Carmine took her by hair, at the nape of her neck and pulled her face to look up at him.
"Beg me." His eyes, a pale blue, were lit on fire and burned of an intensity she had not seen till now. She smiled at him cooly, saying nothing, hiding the turmoil of need inside her for him. She could play too, she told herself. She lightly took his face in her hands and pulled his mouth to hers. Her touch was delicate, a betrayal of her body's ache. Carmine closed his eyes, hid the fire from her and felt his lips touch hers, felt his mouth open, her tongue implore him softly, a soft flick, a light touch to tell him she was his, but not just yet. She was teasing him.
He turned her from him, and she caught herself with her hands against the table as he pushed her forward. Her ass pushed back against him, wriggling and tantalizing his cock. His hands held her at her shoulders, then traced long fanned snakes down her back. He watched her skin react to his touch with shuddering goose bumps. She spread her legs, stepping sideways, and as her final act, arched her back, sticking her ass high as she could in the air. She accentuated the curve by raising her shoulders, titled her head back cock-eyed and looked back to watch his reaction.
He grunted. Closed his eyes, exhaled, and ran his hands softly across her ass, allowing his eyes to be confined to his fingertips, feeling to see what his mind told him was not real. He ran his fingers back up her back, taking her hair delicately in his hands, examining it, searching for evidence of the mirage that must be taunting him. She was magnificent. Faustino and her tag-a-long boyfriend disappeared to him, faded into the canvas backdrops of the cabana and Carmine memorized the lines and turns of her body the way he had the colors of Cabo.
As the sun lingered a moment, over the infinite expanse of a darkened ocean, before it made its descent into the invisible, Carmine found that he was humming, softly, perhaps to the sticky music emanating from the cabana, or to something else, to the tune of the Siren who lay before him, bent over his very table, enticing him to experience a woman who had existed only in the waking moments of the half-light. He was mesmerized by her beauty. He lost his soul to her by her sensuality.
"Sam..." she whispered as she looked back at Carmine, "...Sam, are you gonna watch him fuck me like a little whore? Huh, Baby? Do you like to watch him..." she turned to eye her boyfriend with a sinister tease, "...make me moan like you never have?"
Sam swallowed hard.
She reached behind her and began to rub her asshole in a circular motion. "I know how much you like to fuck my ass. I'm not sure I can even fit him inside me. My ass is so tight, he'd stretch me out so far...mmmmm..." she pushed a finger inside and Sam gulped again, staring at his woman as she taunted him. "I think he's gonna make me cum harder than I've ever cum before..."
Sam grunted, snarling a little.
Carmine reached up and gripped her hair at the scalp like a he would tear at a clump of grass. He pulled her head back and stared at Sam, a half crooked smile woven across his square jaw, "Beg me."
She said nothing, only moaned softly.
He smacked her ass, a jolt of electricity shot through her body and she winced at the sting. "I know what you want. You know I know it. Now fucking beg for it." Carmine hissed in her ear.
"Are you gonna moan like a slut for him? You gonna make me watch you get your ass pounded by that monster cock of his?" Sam found his voice, shaking with a mix of anger and lust.
Carmine rubbed the head of his dick against her ass, and whispered in her ear again... "Beg me now or I'll won't let Sam fuck you, too."
"He'll fuck me when I tell him too," She countered.
"Now while I'm fucking your ass, he won't."
Her eyes shot him a shocked look and her body shivered at the thought. His cock was so big, the idea of Sam's stretching her pussy too was almost too much. Sam wasn't nearly the size of Carmine, but he was no slouch and definitely held his own. She was flanked on three sides by three men with very large, if not massive cocks. She moaned and bit her lip looking longingly at Carmine.
"Please." She said faintly.
Carmine pushed the swelled head of his cock into her ass and felt her contract against him, tightly. "Not yet, Baby...you won't get both until you really beg." She shook and quivered as he entered her ass. He was so damn big. "Relax...relax..." Carmine kept repeating to her. She had to concentrate, focus on allowing him to push inside her. Several times she had to push him out and restart. His cock seemed like it never stopped coming and he seemed to be stretching her out beyond her limits. "Oh! Oh!...baby...oh...ah ah ah...slowly...slowly baby...ooooh yeah....mmmmm....yes....yes....fuuuuuucccckkkk!" He was inside her. He punctuated his point by pushing slowly until he was balls deep in her ass. She moaned deeply, "Oooooh FUCK, that's good..."
"Sam, scoot your ass forward so she can suck your dick. 'Tino, you too." Carmine barked instruction as he slid in and out of he ass. She was indeed tight and he began to pick up speed as she relaxed more and more. He held her hair in his hand, pulling her head back still as he pushed hard inside her. "You wanna suck their cocks again, like a little fucking slut?" He smacked her ass while he pushed deep inside her ass. Her guttural moan sent a shiver down his back and his balls lept with excitement.
Sam and Tino both scooted forward, sitting back on their haunches, thrusting their pelvis' forward so their cocks stood at attention. Carmine released her hair and pounded her ass, jolting her forward with rhythmic intervals so she had to concentrate to take a cock at all. Sam took her head this time, pulled her mouth down and scooted forward more, minimizing her stretch, and pushed his cock in her mouth. He exhaled deeply. "Fuck, Baby...I love how you suck my cock!" It was almost a whimper, a grateful appeasement of his desires being met. She wrapped her lips around him and sucked hard, feeling the weight of his hands pushing her head down. He pushed until he could feel her nose nuzzle against the hairs on his loins. She did the rest, impaling herself on him until she could reach her tongue out and lick his balls, cock thoroughly down her throat. She gagged and Carmine grunted and continued to pound her ass. "Now 'Tino. Gag on him, too." Carmine growled from behind her.
Faustino inched closer pointing his erection at her face, watching her licking and slurping on Sam. She turned to him and began to stroke him, licking and sucking on his swollen head. He pushed her head down too and she let him slide past her sloppy wet lips and into her throat. Tino was rough, more aggressive, more carnal. He held her hair and fucked her mouth, sliding in and out of her throat. She gagged, and Fausti
no continued. Her saliva slipped from her mouth, coating his cock in a sloppy messy tangle of webbed spit. Sam watched her in way he had never seen her. She wasn't hurting or unhappy at this man face fucking her, she was moaning and grabbing and pulling on his balls to encourage him. He would allow her to come up, breathe and gather herself, but it was her who cast herself back on him, her body, and literally, her mouth, screaming out for more. Sam pushed his cock toward her and was amazed as she jumped from him to his dark mexican companion.
Carmine continued to pound away at her ass, grunting and spanking her perfect cheeks, a stream of obscenities pouring from his lips. Her orgasm was building and her concentration on her two cock toys was frustrated. "Yes, Carmine! Yes, fuck my little ass! I'm gonna cum, I'm gonna cum!"
Carmine stopped abruptly. She looked back at him with wonder, shock. "What?! No...No...please, please..I'm so close!" She pleaded.
"Now beg for it."
"Fuck Carmine! PLEASSSSE! PLEASSSSE! I NEED IT! I NEED YOU TO FUCK ME HARD! I'M BEGGING YOU!"
Carmine pushed her back up on the table, made her spread her legs wide, on her hands and knees. He instructed Sam to slide beneath her, Faustino to kneel in front of her. She whimpered in anticipation at what she knew was coming.
She lowered herself onto Sam's raging erection, her pussy sliding gracefully around him, wrapping him in pleasure. Sam couldn't wait and began to pound her from underneath. He held her ass in his hands and sent his hips into a piston like motion, his balls slapping against her with each manic thrust. He lifted his head to take a dangling nipple in his mouth, sucking and pulling on her tit. She moaned. This was a Sam she knew. His cock felt familiar, his rhythm comfortable. She let him go for awhile, enjoying the slapping of his balls against her pussy. She ached for Carmine to fill her up again. Sam was great, but she needed more. And she had begged. He wasn't fulfilling his end of the bargain. Damn him, she thought to herself. She made her mind to make it impossible for that fucker to resist her any longer.
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