Take All of It September 2019

by Scarlett Skyes

  Thick, and getting thicker all the time as my hands stroked it almost without my thinking, it made my previous boyfriends dicks look like tic tacs. This was a weapon that should have been stopped by airport security.

  Smack!

  A second slap woke me from my reverie and to my surprise I felt a jolt of pleasure between my legs at the moment of impact. Even though they couldn’t know about it, I looked up in shame.

  “What are you waiting for?” he asked, as one of the men reached around from behind me and squeezed my firm teen tit through my shirt.

  Taking it in both hands, I aimed it at my mouth and opened wide, sticking out my tongue and feeling that fattening cock head glide across as it entered the hot and wet sanctuary the tall man intended for it. He fed it into me until I thought it was going to hit the back of my throat, but then pulled back again.

  My previous boyfriend had always pressured me for blowjobs, but I had never done much more than lightly kiss his cock a few times. He’d been disappointed, but not for long because at least he got to fuck me.

  I just hadn’t seen the point of it. I would get nothing out of sucking a dick. With this man, these men, I suspected I wouldn’t be able to divert them.

  That wondrous piece of manhood stiffened to full hardness as he slowly thrust back and forth and I sucked for all I was worth. His colleagues alternated between disrobing themselves, tugging at my uniform and groping my most private areas as if they owned me. In a way, I supposed they did.

  One of the men knelt behind me and reached up my skirt, his middle finger finally coming to rest along the length of my slit and rubbing at my most sensitive spot in circular motions. I shut my eyes for a moment when I felt the evidence of my slippery juices making his movements easier. How could I look anybody in the eye when they were using me like this?

  My instincts still told me to slap his hand away and run for the hills. I was a good girl, a good girl. I didn’t have random sex with people I didn’t now. Boys needed to be nice to me, show some kind of commitment, before we could take our relationship to the next level.

  I definitely wasn’t the kind of girl you called a slut, slapped and then face-fucked. That wasn’t what turned me on… but why was I so wet? My body obviously had other ideas about what was in my best romantic interests.

  With my arousal making the job all the easier I felt his finger slip inside me, getting itself even slicker before returning to my clit and rubbing harder than before. Despite my best efforts, I moaned around that big cock loud enough to be heard over the drone of the jet engines.

  The look on the face of the man who owned that cock changed slightly, focussing on me. Our eyes locked and he grabbed a fistful of hair at the back of my head as he began thrusting more forcefully in to my mouth.

  In that moment I understood what I would have got out of sucking dicks. Despite everything that was going on around us, despite the fingers in my pussy, the hands pulling off my clothes, the thousands of feet of air below us, the two of us were locked in our own little world.

  He was pumping his cock into my mouth like the fuck toy I had proclaimed myself to be a few minutes ago. It should have been degrading, he was dominating me like I’d never let myself be dominated, but all I felt was empowered.

  Here was a man who could have anything or anyone, and in this moment I was his whole world, giving him pleasure that fed his most ancient animal lusts. A surge of excitement rolled through my body and settled in my stomach, where every stroke of that finger on my clit, every squeeze of my tits and, most of all, every thrust of that cock into my mouth made it grow until it was like a bundle of explosive energy ready to blow.

  When his hard shaft began squelching against the back of my throat at the end of every stroke, I hardly detected the gag reflex. I was so close to my own orgasm that the end of the world might have gone unnoticed.

  With my head firmly held by the hair, he pushed his cock against the back of my throat as if he expected it to fit, but there was just no way that could physically happen. I realised his real intentions when a flood of semen erupted from the tip and the very essence of him filled my world.

  A wave of pleasure rushed through me, bouncing back and forth between that bundle of energy in my belly, my clit and all the way to my extremities. My whole body shuddered as I moaned around his cock, my pussy convulsing rhythmically as if trying to kiss the finger rubbing my clit.

  In the midst of my pleasure, I sucked and gulped and licked at him with every twitch and spurt of his cock, feeling like spilling his seed would be a waste, a denial of the connection we had. There was so much of it that my best efforts were overwhelmed though, and a rivulet ran out of the corner of my mouth, dripping down on to the swell of my breast, which had been bared at some time while I was mesmerised.

  Smack!

  My head barely rocked when he pulled out and struck my face again, I just looked up at him with unbridled lust, my tongue seeking to recapture as much of that escaped cum as possible as my cheek flared with the sting. His cock towered over me intimidatingly for a moment before he stepped back.

  “You’re a good little slut, aren’t you?”

  “Yes, sir,” I agreed.

  With one finger I scooped up as much cum as I could and fed it into my mouth before he finally let go of my hair, only for the reins to be taken up by another masked man. Yanked, naked, to my feet, I spotted articles of my uniform scattered throughout the first class cabin, along with most of the clothes the men had been wearing, and I noticed that I was surrounded by cocks that were equally awe-inspiring.

  “You ever been fucked in the ass before, Serina?”

  “N-no, sir,” I said, paling for the first time since coming through the curtains.

  “You want to be?”

  I hesitated. In all my eighteen years I had never put so much as a cigarette-sized vibrator up there, never dreamed of it. Something like the majestic cock jutting out from him could surely do some damage.

  But… my future and the future of my nearest and dearest were riding on me riding on that manhood. I had to try, and what if it turned out to be as good as sucking cock? I responded as per the terms of my contract, and from wherever inside my mind that orgasm had come from.

  “Fuck my ass like the plane’s going down, sir, I belong to you.”

  “Fuckin’ right,” he said.

  With a rough shove, I was bent over an armrest, not the hard uncomfortable armrests found back in sardine-class, but a well-cushioned one. My bare ass was presented to the man who was going to roughly fuck away my anal virginity.

  Smack!

  I gasped as he brought his hand down on my ass cheek and pulled on my hair as one of his colleagues knelt with one knee on the seat in front of me, guiding his cock to my mouth wordlessly. My eyes widened and I would have gasped again when I felt the cold nozzle of something poke up my rear entrance a moment before some even colder liquid was squirted up there.

  When I tried to turn my head to see what was going on, the man beginning to fuck my mouth wouldn’t let me, keeping my lips in line with this thrusting cock via guiding hands near each of my ears. The look on his face was every bit as pleasing as the expression borne by the last man to have his cock sucked by me, but when I felt a monster cock tracing around the impossibly small entrance of my ass, I couldn’t concentrate on anything else.

  Apparently the ‘cold liquid’ was a lubricant of some kind, because when the tip of that cock touched upon my asshole and began circling around it like a ship around a whirlpool, it was as slippery as my pussy. I’d never thought of the chemical engineers behind lubricants as unsung heroes before, but as the masked man began applying real pressure on my asshole, there was no denying that was what they were.

  Finally, tired of teasing me, the man pushed the head of his cock at my back passage and I lurched forward, only to be met by the cock in my mouth squelching against the back of my throat. Instinctively, I pushed back, only to apply more pressure on my asshole. Stuck be
tween a cock and a hard place.

  A fraction of an inch at a time, the fat head of that cock slipped past the tight ring of my asshole until it was firmly embedded in me. Strong hands curled around my hips and did their level best to further impale me on the hard spear invading my ass.

  I squirmed, I struggled, I was powerless to fight my instincts to do so. My muscles did their best to expel the hard shaft or get me away, but there was nowhere to go. I was trapped by cocks as much as by general life circumstances and I was there to be used for whatever they wanted.

  The unknown man behind me stuffed another inch of hard man-meat into my ass and I let out a groan of effort that was quickly cut off by the next thrust of the hard rod in my mouth. Tears sprang to my eyes and I shut them, plunging myself into darkness as my world shrank to nothing more than the huge dick advancing inside me and the token resistance of my ass.

  Dimly, I sensed another masculine presence just to my left, and soon after felt my nipples being squeezed and tweaked, sending electric currents of confusing pleasure into my body. Other hands caressed by body from God only knew where, the seven unknown men all active witnesses to my anal defloration.

  My ass felt like it was full of more cock than could possibly exist in the whole world and still the man pushed more into me. By the time his balls came to rest against my pussy, I felt the way a sock puppet must feel sometimes, but with a measure of triumph and relief.

  The relief was short lived however, and that godlike example of mercifully-lubricated hard dick pulled out almost completely before slamming itself home in my ass with a slap of balls on pussy and an impact that even the pilots may have noticed. Every muscle in my body was straining with the conflicting efforts of holding still, trying to alleviate some of the discomfort, trying to maximise the unexpected pleasure and trying to time my breathing as allowed by the erection pounding at my throat.

  I squealed around the ever-pounding cock in my mouth and whimpered at another pinch of my nipples. Hands ran all over my bucking body as the man behind me quickly ramped up to the very pace I had challenged him to.

  Before that meeting at the airline’s head office, hell, before I stepped through that curtain, I never could have imagined myself in this position. A belly already full of one huge load of cum, two huge cocks pounding at me from either end, and the strong hands of an unknown number of handsome privileged men caressing my body like it was a good luck charm.

  With every stroke deep inside my ass punctuated by a resounding slap of meeting bodies, my strained muscles were slowly rewarded by a gradual movement from the pain side of the scales firmly to the pleasure end. Despite the generously applied lubricant, the friction made it feel like my rear passage was on fire, but now it was burning good and low, a warm backdrop to the big fat cock taking its pleasure from my tightness.

  I reached back, glad that the hands groping me also seemed to take some of my weight, and flicked my finger across my clit, feeling an immediate response in my body. I was in sensory overload, and when the second flood of cum spilled into my mouth, once again I couldn’t hold myself back from another turbulent climax.

  For the first time since losing my anal virginity, my ass muscles went from merely trying to expel or get out of the way of that cock to actively squeezing it, milking it in time with each wave of pleasure, and in the midst of my delirium I felt the first huge hot splash of semen ever to be deposited back there. My pussy was a sopping, quivering, eager, mess by the time that huge erection finished filling my ass with its creamy prize, as was the rest of my body.

  The man who had claimed my ass leaned over and wrapped his arms around my mid-section, lifting me up off the seats until I was suspended in the air with his cock still buried in my ass. As exhausted as I was, it was a struggle to keep my head up, and I found I’d been much less successful at keeping the cum in my mouth this time, my face and chin was caked with it.

  Before my half-closed eyes, the armrest was flipped out of the way and the man put me back down, several of them aggressively helping me turn over on to my back with my hair coming to rest in a big pool of cum that must have been the lion’s share of the second load in my mouth.

  “Time to ruin this pussy,” said one of them, moving between my legs.

  Another masked man knelt over my head and aimed his cock at my face, coating it with enough sperm that I was effectively without the power of vision as a giant cock pushed my teen petals aside and plunged into my pussy, giving me no respite whatsoever.

  From behind my sperm-induced blindness I could feel that powerful shaft rocking my world as somebody else lifted my hand to their cock and used me to jack themselves off. My nipples were almost painfully hard from the constant stimulation and when I felt a blast of cum erupt across my chest, it was like a soothing lotion on my pink tips when he swirled his seed around with his cock.

  I’d never felt so spent as at that moment, it seemed like the huge, pounding, cum-spurting, cocks would never stop assaulting me, and I descended into a orgiastic blur of depravity. One after another, over and over, huge shafts pushed my pussy to the limits before pulling out and blasting me with sperm on the stomach, the tits, my face, everywhere.

  At some point I could have sworn I was temporarily tidied up and served them their in-flight meals before clearing everything away and once more being reduced to their fuck toy. As if from a distance I could hear myself saying the most unbelievably filthy things, but I lost all concept of time.

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  “Wreck me!” I squealed, sitting bolt upright.

  “I think they did, honey,” said the disgruntled looking woman scrubbing at the upholstery with a trolley of cleaning products next to her.

  Sunlight poured in through the little window and I noted the lack of the engine drone before I noted the lack of seven masked men with huge cocks. We had landed and I hadn’t noticed.

  My muscles ached as if I’d been to the gym for a few days and I let out a breath that was halfway between a groan and a sigh as I swung my feet to the floor. Sitting there between the seat I had slept on and the row in front was a silver briefcase with a business card sitting on top.

  Picking up the card I read “You’ve been fucked by the” and then below it was a logo made up from the letters ‘W’, ‘E’, ‘B’, and ‘C’. Turning it over I saw that the rear side was blank, no contact details or anything.

  A quick look inside the briefcase got my heart racing as much as any huge erection could have. Cash. Cold, hard, cash, and more of it than I had ever seen in my life. The contract had said payment would be immediate I supposed.

  Having been dressed in my uniform again at some stage, I made my way awkwardly through airport security trying to avoid guessing at how much cum was still on or in me. The looks the airport staff gave me indicated it might have been a lot.

  None of that mattered though, I could now go straight to the nearest 5 star hotel and get myself cleaned up. I could call home and tell everybody that my brother could have that surgery. My hopes and dreams were alive and well.

  Hell, they were better than alive and well, they were better than I had originally hoped and dreamed. Travelling would be a whole new level of fantastic now. I could probably pick up the odd shift on the VIP flights too, if I wanted to.

  Might I want that? Hmmm.

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  The Well-Endowed Billionaires Club 5

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  If she can make it through the night without screaming for them to stop she gets one million dollars. If not... she gets nothing except a conviction.

  Inexperienced brat Denise has got problems. Her billionaire employer has caught her stealing on the job. She offers to pay it all back, but instead he passes her on to some colleagues to deal with, a group of men who offer the hottest contracts around.

  One million dollars and all crimes forgiven in exchange for one night. All she has to do is submit herself completely and utterly to be ravished bareback by seven anonymous men whose bank accounts aren't the only things that are huge.

  She has all the motivation she could possibly need... but will that be enough to withstand everything the Well-Endowed Billionaires Club can unleash on her?

  Kinks/Sub-Genres

  Gangbang, Rough Sex, Billionaire, Older Man, Younger Woman, Babysitter, Blackmail

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  I thought I was the luckiest girl in the world when I landed the babysitting job from heaven. At eighteen, you might be forgiven for thinking I should be a little beyond babysitting gigs, and most of the time you'd be right.

  This job was different, it paid better than any of the full-time jobs my friends had after graduating high school. Given the salary, I could have maybe had some business cards printed with a fancier title like Mobile Child Safety and Entertainment Technician or something.

  The kid was the offspring of a girl who could only have been in her mid-twenties, but she was the step-daughter of a billionaire and all three generations still lived in his mansion. They had money to burn and spared no expense, even on little old me, the babysitter.