MENAGE - Public Humiliation ( MFM, MFMM, MFMMM , DP, TP, White Female Shared Hard and Fast) - Volume 3 - 3 Short Stories Book Boxed Set Anthology + BONUS STORY

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MENAGE - Public Humiliation ( MFM, MFMM, MFMMM , DP, TP, White Female Shared Hard and Fast) - Volume 3 - 3 Short Stories Book Boxed Set Anthology + BONUS STORY Page 5

by Diaz,Nicola


  My panties are tugged from behind and in front of me and very quickly ripped in half and I watch as they are thrown towards the passengers. I stand stark naked in front of the gang, in front of the train passengers and in front of Jacob.

  The hands of the gang find their way across every inch of my exposed and tender flesh and into my thirsty orifices as they start to prod me with intensity, slowly first and then faster with an increasing number of fingers. My pussy and ass become theirs for the taking.

  I breathe in deeply and feel the sheer power the gang has over my body as they start to fulfill a fantasy I never knew I had. Four men. Eight hands. And four rock hard cocks with one thing on their mind.

  I hear the sound of all three remaining men unzip their jeans and watch as they each yank their cocks out. They are all fucking humongous. All three of the cocks are larger than Brad. The sweet scent of their pre-cum soaks the air around me and I breathe in their testosterone as it pollutes the train.

  Jacob steps back and makes way for one of the robbers, I look down at his semi-erect cock. Growing harder with each passing second and drop to my knees. I tackle the meat in my hands and stroke it to hardness. It’s big but not as big as Jacob’s. I would guess nine inches. But that’s still fucking huge.

  I slip the thick beast into my mouth and stuck sucking. Jerking the shaft at the same time. The sound of the other two robbers jerking their shaft, their hardness invades my ears as I continue to guzzle down the beast in front of me. Pushing the tip of his gigantic tip to the farthest inch at back of my throat. I continue to suck and pump him.

  I feel a pair of hands lifting my ass up and positioning me in mid-air. I feel like a vulnerable plank with a cock in my mouth. Two thick hands slide their way up my trembling thighs and towards my dripping pussy and I am slowly hoisted back down. But on the way down, I feel my pussy gaping open as it’s carefully positioned on a thick member. As I am hoisted down, my own weight pushes a second robbers cock deep into my pussy. My own wetness lubricates my tender and willing hole for the nine-inch monster and he grabs onto me tight as he uses my hips to jerk me up and down on my cock. My own body weight forcing the cock into parts unknown inside my body.

  The cock in my mouth now starts to drill into my mouth faster and harder. A third pair of hands joins my body and I feel him rubbing his thickness against my skin. I can sense him hovering behind me.

  “Leave the ass to me” Jacob’s voice assaults the air waves around us “It’s mine”

  I clench my pussy muscles in excitement at the mere thought of Jacob in my ass. My anal cherry has been mine and mine only. My ass has been off limits for all men. But he knows. He knows this is the one time I won’t resist. Jacob watching his ex-girlfriend filled with two cocks inside her, ready for a third and fourth and is so fucking gagging for it. That she will beg to take it in the ass.

  And he is right.

  If anyone is going to own my anal cherry. It’s going to be Jacob.

  But can I take it?

  Can I handle his ten inches?

  TEN.

  INCHES.

  OF.

  HIS.

  FUCKING.

  MEAT.

  PLOWING ME SENSELESS?

  Chapter 4

  The robber thrusting into my vagina lifts me up and hovers me above his cock for a few seconds. When he lowers me, I suddenly feel my pussy struggling to accommodate. I look down and see a second cock, aching to join the first in my craving pussy. The tip of the first cock is slid into me followed by the tip of the second. I can already feel my pussy expanding, gaping itself even wider than before. Suddenly I am dropped on both of the cocks at the same time and I feel a shooting surge of energy blast through my core and both cocks in my pussy start to fuck me simultaneously. Stretching me wider with each thrust and tapping into deeper parts of my pussy with each drill forward.

  I close my eyes and try and place myself in the shoes of the passengers. Watching a young woman getting fucked by three huge cocks, in front of their very own eyes. Two in her pussy, one in her mouth and more to come in her ass. Deep down inside, I bet the hundreds of passengers glued to my fertile body are wishing they could trade places with me.

  The three men continue fucking me harder and faster with each thrust. Each owning my body in a way it has never been owned before. The robber in my mouth drills into me with relentless aggression without skipping a beat. He continues fucking my warm and welcoming mouth until I feel his testicles start to jerk. They suddenly tighten, he places both of his hands behind my head and pushes his nine-inch thickness into me as deep as he can as he unleashes a violent spurt of his juices barreling down my throat and into my body. He squirts buckets and my mouth is unable to contain the release as it spills huge amounts onto the floor between my legs. He continues fucking me, squeezing his cock until every single drop has been dispensed inside my mouth or on my face.

  The two robbers fucking me in my pussy hoist me up and plant me on my knees. They push my head down on the floor and tug my ass up towards them. Both men then re-enter my pussy and fuck me harder. The change in position allows them to tunnel their cocks deeper into my drenched orifice. I reach down and stroke my clit, rubbing the sore flesh as the men continue their relentless assault on my stretched and exhausted pussy.

  The cocks continue pummeling me until, without warning, they both robbers grunt and moan as they thrust into my pussy at the same time and cannonball their man juices deep into my fertile pussy. They continue thrusting, jamming their seed into me further and further. I turn around and watch as they retract their mammoth cocks squeezing and jerking their remaining juices onto my sweaty back.

  I look up at Jacob and watch as he walks towards me. Smiling as he knows there is one untouched hole. Waiting. Begging for him to violate. He grabs my shoulder and I feel my pussy reawaken with a thick shiver between my legs.

  My body knows he knows I’m an anal virgin and I want him to take my anal cherry in front of the stunned audience in front of us.

  My mouth and my pussy could barely fit Jacob’s ten inches when we were dating. But my ass. Wetness begins to grow between my legs at the thought of taking his mammoth cock in my tight virgin asshole.

  Jacob grabs my arm and orders me up against the glass separation between the carriages. He pushes my head forward and yanks my ass out, positioning his cock between my legs. I look through the glass and watch the passengers staring in disbelief as I whisper into the air.

  “Please Jacob, this anal virginity is yours for the taking” I thrust my ass out even further and skillfully grip his cock between my buttcheeks “Take me now in front of all these people”.

  Jacob places his hand on my shoulders and pins me up against the wall. My face pressed against the glass. I hear him spitting down on his cock and slowly jerking it. He grabs my ass cheeks and runs his thumbs across the crack from the top to the bottom and pops his thumb into my ass. He slowly finger fucks me, loosening me up before he retracts his thumb.

  Suddenly I feel the wet tip of his huge cock pressing against my anal opening. Threatening to invade my unexplored dark cave. Jacob pushes the tip in slowly and then retracts, teasing my hole each time and loosening it up for his entry. On the fourth tease, Jacob pins down both of my shoulders and pushes his beast into my ass. His thickness breaks through any resistance and rests inside my ass before he starts to slowly thrust into me.

  I feel my anal walls stretched wide open and then clasp around his cock tightly shutting him in. He slowly pulls back and then back in the tight virgin hole setting up a rhythm for my anus to follow. Jacob slowly starts to pick up the speed until he is thrusting into my ass with intention.

  I grip onto the sides of the glass as I take Jacob’s deep invasion into my ass. He drills into me deeper and deeper pushing his gigantic manhood into unexplored territory. Areas where no man has ever been. My pussy starts to gush out, drenching the floor between my legs as the cock between my asscheeks starts to pummel into me harder and faster.


  Jacob continues as he starts to now fuck my ass with reckless abandon in front of the audience gawping in front of us. His sweat dripping onto my already soaking wet back, jamming deeper into me with each push. The assault on my ass continues, and I regret not giving Jacob my anal cherry sooner.

  This feels so fucking hot. Getting fucked in the forbidden hole in front of strangers. With a fucking ten incher.

  Jacob continues pummeling into me until suddenly I feel his grip on my shoulders tighten and he punctures the train with a primal roar of aggression. He thrusts into me with a passion for pain as he unleashes a sudden wave of man juice inside my ass. He continues to fuck me as he squirts into me relinquishing his seed deep inside my forbidden hole.

  Unlike the others, Jacob doesn’t jerk the remaining seed out. He fucks it into me. Every. Last. Drop.

  He slowly retracts his cock.

  Jacob grabs my shoulders and flips me back around and I watch as his peering eye scans my wet body. Sweat dripping from my large breasts, cum sliding down my thighs and my pussy juices dripping between my legs into the puddle below

  The air around us is coated with the thick cocktail of the robber's cum, my pussy juices, and our sweat.

  I tense my thighs as I look back into Jacob's eyes. My pussy and ass both gaped wide open and throbbing from exhaustion. I move my hand between my legs and stroke my clit. I feel a huge sense of satisfaction ride through my body as it starts to fan out the fire inside of me. Jacob and his crew have just taken me on an unbelievable fantasy of mine that I never knew existed before today.

  Jacob leans in and attacks my senses with his deep voice “What time is your return train”

  “Thursday 4.40pm” my whisper is barely audible

  He stroke my cheeks and lifts my chin to meet my gaze “I will see you then”

  The train starts to slow down as it arrives at the next station. And without so much as a word. The entire gang leaves the train and I watch as new passengers enter but no one leaves the carriage. Their eyes are glued to my hot, sweaty and sticky naked torso.

  I close my eyes and slide both of my hands towards my pussy and feel the wetness between my legs. I savor the feeling, the cum, the juices and the sweat as it pools between my thighs.

  The soreness from my ass breaks into a newer level of pain. I slide down onto the floor and breathe out from exhaustion. I’ve reached a new level of sexual satisfaction.

  And I am ready for more……...

  THE END

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  High Stakes Gamble

  Act I

  Chapter 1

  There we were again. It seemed as if life only existed in front of the poker table nowadays. But why would I think about complaining? Joe as a master at the art, and I was proud to be his woman. It hadn’t always been this way. In fact, when I thought back to how much my life had changed over the last ten years, it was hard to believe that I even recognized my past.

  Joe and I met at a bar one night down in Brooklyn. I had always been a drinker, but when I met Joe it was in the midst of a pretty serious binging episode. I had been sitting at the bar, drinking a whiskey sour, and he had sauntered up to my side, smiling in that charming way that Joe knows how to do best. He introduced himself as Lucky Joe, and then ordered us another round of drinks.

  Looking back I’m not sure that I made the right decision. He obviously seemed like the most likely man for me at the time- tall, dark hair and steel gray eyes. He embodied a sort of gambling mystique that held me captivated in more ways than one. Not being too smart, however, I let his rugged good looks lead me down an already shaky road of instability- both mentally and spiritually.

  “All right, boys. Here we go!” Joe tossed his chips on the table and then gave me a playful jab in the ribs. “Wait till you see what happens now, baby.”

  He was all smiles, leaning forward and watching the dealer with a curious grin. If there was way to get to Joe’s heart, it was through a love of the game. He knew how to handle even the surliest of dealers, and he never lost his cool.

  “I’m ready, honey.” I put one hand on my shoulder and another hand on my hip, striking my characteristic seductive pose.

  The other men loved to watch me, but they knew that with Joe by my side, they didn’t stand a chance at getting any action. I had been by Joe’s side for all of his big wins, and I had been there for all of his big losses, as well. He knew that I was dedicated, and I always thought that we’d be together forever.

  The dealer gave Joe a curious grin as he dealt another hand. People started to gather around, as was usual when Joe was on a winning streak. He simply emanated a kind of flair that magnetized those in his vicinity, and he always seemed to win bigger with a larger crowd. I patted him on the back and then flicked my thick blond hair over my shoulder. It was exciting watching him play, and I loved every minute of it.

  “That’s the ticket!” Joe called out with a confident tone, and the dealer raised his eyebrows, watching to see how the cards pointed in his favor. Joe never lost his concentration. He stood like a soldier, ready to strike out when the need arose, and ready to take his losses if they presented themselves. But this time it was yet another win. Joe threw his arm up and closed his hand in a fist.

  “Yes!” He bellowed at the dealer and then threw down his cards. Another victory had been achieved.

  I was relieved to see that Joe had just claimed another victory, because I had been there for his unluckier moments, and it wasn’t very pretty. The way that it appeared right now, Joe was on a roll, and there wasn’t much that could stand in his way. He threw his arm around my waist and gave me a kiss on the cheek.

  “Let’s go cash in these winnings.” He winked and then turned to face the crowd that had gathered near the table. They all looked on with expectant smiles.

  “Looks like Lucky Joe rides again.” He gave everyone a wink, much like I imagined a celebrity might do.

  Then he gathered up his chips and tossed back the rest of his drink. I knew that with a fresh win under his belt, the rest of the night would be spent in celebration. The two of us walked hand-in-hand across the crowded casino, among its shining lights and it carnival-like sounds. We drifted up to the counter as if we had just stepped off a red carpet. Then Joe reached in his shoulder bag, handed over his chips, and waited patiently for his winnings.

  “Well I must say that you did pretty well out there, sir. We’ll be processing your winnings at the end of the counter, but since you won over ten thousand dollars, we’ll need you to sign a waiver for us.” The woman behind the counter had a hoarse voice and a southern accent.

  “Okay.” Joe shrugged. “Do whatever you gotta do.” He gave her a wink and then wrapped his arms around my waist.

  “I’m just gonna stand here and try to decide where I want to celebrate.” Joe looked up thoughtfully toward the ceiling.

  “Maybe Diamond Luxe Lounge or Mayberry Hall.” Joe knew all the ritzy venues and he was a food aficionado, to boot. I never had to worry about poor taste when it came to an outing with Joe.

  After Joe had signed the waiver, we walked down the roped-off aisle to receive the winnings. Joe unzipped his black bag and stood at the window, looking over his shoulder a few times to make sure he wasn’t being approached by anyone unsuspectingly. When the woman had all of his money bound neatly into piles, she smiled and stacked them on the counter.

  “Here you go, sir. Enjoy the rest of your evening.”

  Joe picked up each stack and dropped them casually into his bag. Twenty thousand dollars in total landed inside, and as soon as he had it zipped up and locked off with his special key, he took my hand and guided me toward the exit. We were a step away from walking out
the door when a tall man with dark hair wearing a pair of dark sunglasses tapped Joe on the shoulder. Joe threw his head back in laughter.

  “Get the hell out of here. Mickey Devoe.” He chuckled and then gave his friend a playful punch on the shoulder.

  “Congratulations, my friend. Looks like Lucky Joe strikes again.” Mickey grinned and then shook his head with a twinge of disbelief. Joe cocked his head with a playful smile and then put his hands on his hips.

  “You know what they say. Sometimes you win, and sometimes you win even bigger.” Joe chuckled and then adjusted his shoulder bag.

  I waited patiently, toying with my blond tresses while the two held their conversation. I had seen Mickey around the poker table on more than one occasion, and I knew that he kept close tabs on Joe because they were both master players.

 

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