by Jason Lenov
I heard her gag a little as I saw him start to press her down. He eased up, letting her relax, open around him. He felt it, too, because he smiled and said, "That's it, baby." Then I watched her eat those last two inches of his meat, watched them disappear inside her. "Damn!" he mumbled, making me realized what was happening.
She was doing it. She was doing that thing to him. She was milking his cock for cum with the muscles in her throat. Fuck, did I ever want to take myself in hand and stroke one out. It was driving me mad! I was almost grateful that Bastian was right there beside me, keeping me in check.
She came off slowly. As slowly as he'd pressed her on, but when the tip of him popped out she sucked in a huge lungful of air as a strand of drool and bile swung between her lips and his dick. My little Samantha. A good little whore.
"Let me try some of that," I heard Douglas say. My cock flexed, pressing against my shorts. I'd had such tunnel vision watching her take that shaft inside her, I'd almost forgotten he was there.
She burst into giggles, wiping her mouth and moving towards him on her knees. The two men started chuckling. It felt a little weird, all three of them laughing like that. I couldn't really get into it, but no one seemed to mind me and I didn't mind that at all.
She took him in hand and stroked him for a while, licking up his shaft a couple of times. He stared at her the same way Jaymal had, stiffening at the sight of a little blonde doll working him like that. When she rose up and onto him, she looked like she'd turned into a porn star.
Her head moved up and down the first few inches of him at first, her hand twisting at the base of his cock, warming him up. She stared at him the whole time.
I'm not sure if that was the hottest or most disconcerting thing about the whole thing. The way she looked at them. Like she knew exactly what they needed from her eyes. When she finally pressed him deep into her mouth, she had to look down. This time, she didn't need any help taking him in one go.
She slid down slowly. I saw the muscles in her throat open and squeeze, open and squeeze as she swallowed that black snake. Douglas must have had a little less experience or resolve or something, because his hips rose up of the couch and he grunted loudly as her chin touched his sack. When she started his massage, he let out a loud groan and sank back down, his eyes closing.
Did that ever want to make me nut.
The three of them burst into laughter as his cock popped out of her mouth. She took another lungful of air, then they all started laughing. Bastian chuckled next to me. I wasn't sure how to feel about it but as soon as I saw his smile, it kind of infected me too.
"Relax, brother," Bastian said, putting a hand on my shoulder, "it's just the boys aren't used to that kind of treatment. You're one lucky husband!"
"Shit, you're telling me," I whispered and turned to look at Samantha. She was smiling at me with an eyebrow raised, like she was wondering if everything was okay.
"So? What do you say? Should we move this party to the bedroom and have some real fun?"
I turned to him. He still had on that same, easy smile. There was no malice here. Everyone just wanted to have a good time.
"You know, it's up to my wife," I said, looking over at her again.
"What do you say, my dear?" Bastian asked as the guys stroked their cocks behind her. I could tell what they were hoping for.
"Let's all have some fun!" she said, beaming. She stood up, her beautiful breasts bouncing and swaying. I wanted to rush over there and touch them. I wanted to cup them in my hands the way the guys had, I wanted to suck on this little nipples and make her squirm and moan.
We all got up and headed to the other room.
Samantha turned to face the four of us, standing by the edge of the bed. Some of the haze of her high seemed to have subsided. She seemed more lucid now. "So? What's next?" she asked, shrugging and putting her palms up in the air. My innocent little girl.
Jaymal and Douglas had taken their clothes off next to me. I couldn't help looking up and down their well-muscled bodies. I turned to see her staring at them, too.
"What's next is I want a taste of that sweet little pussy," Jaymal said, stepping towards her. As soon as she got to where she was standing, he leaned down and tasted each of those sweet nipples again, then lowered her onto her back onto the bed. Hooking his fingers under the elastic of her skirt, he pulled it away, together with the soaked underwear she'd been wearing.
Now the only thing she had on were the black high heeled sandals she'd put on and that looked hot as all fucking hell.
He knelt in front of her, a devout cleric preparing to worship at the altar of her cunt.
Her legs opened for him so easily as he pulled her close. She looked down her body, between those two, toned stems and watched his lips press against her mound. She couldn't keep herself propped up as the sensation of his tongue plying at her soft folds overwhelmed her. She fell back and started writhing gently on the bed.
He at her like that. I watched his bright, pink tongue lapping up the juices that were coming from her slit. Every once in a while I'd catch a glimpse of her flexing hole. I bet she ached for something inside her now. I bet she couldn't wait to feel his cock.
"Holy shit," Jaymal said, pressing a finger up against her clit and rubbing as he came off her. "Princess tastes like fucking candy." He pushed her legs up, exposing her tight back hole and lowered his mouth so he could taste that part of her, too.
Douglas stepped up beside her curling form and crawled on his knees up onto the bed. She grabbed him right away, opened her mouth and let him sink his cock inside.
I just stood there, slack-jawed and staring as these two dark men defiled my wife.
"Come on brother, let's join in the fun!" Bastian said, shaking me from my stupor. He was undoing his belt and I watched his pants fall to the floor as he pulled off his shirt.
"What do you mean?" I asked, not sure of what to make of what he'd said.
"I mean, you're not just gonna stand there, are you? Let's get in there!"
To be honest, I'd never even considered the possibility. It wasn't that I was uncomfortable with the idea, I guess I'd just thought everyone else would be. I practically jumped out of my clothes at his suggestion and we both walked over to the bed.
Bastian climbed up and onto the other side as I stood and watched. She took him in her hand, stroking him while she sucked Douglas and worked his balls. For a while I just stood and watched, until Jaymal had had his feel of eating at her ass. When he came up between her legs, I leaned in close to watch.
There she was, just a fragile, delicate little thing. Her blonde curls looked like a halo around her head.
The other men paused to watch as Jaymal pried her apart with his finger and put his cock against her cunt.
Samantha seemed to startle at the feel of it between her legs. She looked down her body, trying to watch it disappear into her tight, pink flesh.
I had myself in hand now. I started to stroke when the panic raced through me again. Why hadn't I asked her? Why hadn't I asked her if she'd put it in, if she was on birth control? The question rattled around in my head as I watched Jaymal's cock collecting up her juice, getting ready to spear into my wife.
At the heart of it, though, I knew the answer. The terrifying yet thrilling answer. I didn't want to know. I wanted, somehow, to believe that there was a risk there. I wanted to think there was a risk that their potent black seed, the seed they'd soon by pumping deep inside her would give her what I hadn't been able to and that she'd swell with life.
The realization sent a bolt of anguish searing through me. It also made me hard as hell.
The two of them were holding her legs now, Bastian and Douglas, on either side of her. Jaymal was getting ready to push himself inside. She moaned and tilted her pussy towards him.
"You like that baby? You like the feeling of that cock?" he asked.
"Oh fuck yes!" Samantha swore, arching off the bed, trying to get herself closer to him. They held her fas
t.
"You want some of that cock inside you, baby?" Jaymal asked.
"Oh please!" she begged, breathless.
"You gotta ask me nicely. Tell me what you want."
"Oh fuck Jaymal, I want your big, black cock inside me. Please put that big, black cock into my little white cunt!"
The three men grinned at each other, then at me as they heard her say it. I was busy trying not to blow my load.
Jaymal didn't make her beg any more than that. Putting a dark hand against the inside of her thigh, he guided the head of his cock down her slit and pushed himself unceremoniously into her hole.
I was so close, I could her wetness opening for him. She moaned. Her head fell back onto the mattress. I watched her thighs shake a little, the muscles in her stomach tense.
He showed no mercy. He didn't stop and pull himself half-out or make sure she was wet enough to take him, though she was plenty soaked. No. He drove his black junk as deep into her cunt as he could get it that first time. She moaned again. They stretched her wider.
He was almost all the way in when he stopped.
"Fuck, Jaymal," she pleaded, "I think you're too big. I don't think I can take it all!"
He just grinned and put his hands down onto her waist, holding onto her tight. With a final thrust he squeezed the last inch of himself into her, deep into her tiny, little cunt.
I swear I heard her stretch. I swear I heard the wet sounds of him open that part of her that had until now been unused. It was very hard, standing there, not to come.
Then they all started fucking her at once. Jaymal started to fuck her between the legs. The other two had let go of her ankles and her white legs now ran up and down the sides of his smooth, black body each time he rutted into her.
Her face was anguished joy as he drove his black shaft into her. She clung to the two cocks on either side of her, stroking them when she could. They'd put themselves inside her mouth every now and again but I could tell that most of her attention was in between her legs, where Jaymal was. The two of them, Bastian and Douglas, finally stepped away and she was left with only Jaymal, fucking her to pleasure.
I'll never forget the look in her eyes when the two of them were alone, finally. I'll never forget the way her arms wrapped around his neck. For a second I got uncomfortable, not because it was some lewd thing they were doing, no. It looked like they were making love.
She stared into his eyes and he slowed his hips, working himself into her in a softer, more gentle way. Her legs still sailed along his skin, but more slowly now as they held each other's gaze.
A shiver of jealousy ran through me at seeing that, I have to say. It's one thing to see a man plow into your wife, quite another to see him making love to her that way.
Her pleasure took her, though and as her head fell back she broke his gaze. It was a relief to see it.
"Oh fuck!" she screamed as her body rose and fell beneath his massive frame. I looked between her legs, where he was buried inside her and I saw the way her pussy squeezed him. Her body was squeezing him for cum. She was milking him for seed.
He slowed even more on top of her, stretching her climax out as she moaned softly into his ear. When it looked like she was coming down he started fucking her again. A good, rough, rut. That made me feel better. It made me feel better that the intimacy they'd shared was gone.
She looked spent. By the time he came out of her, she looked very spent. Her legs swayed slightly from side to side and her eyelids looked heavy. I knew they weren't done with her yet, though. Not even close.
He came out of her, Jaymal did and rolled over onto the bed next to her. The guy was hard and covered in her the juices from her cunt. She looked surprised when he picked her up so easily and laid her onto his stomach on her back.
I couldn't believe it. I couldn't believe what he was going to do.
As Jaymal readied himself beneath her, I watched Bastian and Douglas hold her by the ankles again.
"Come on, brother. Help him in!" Bastian urged, grinning.
I shook my head but steps towards the strange quartet. What was I about to do? I was about to help another man into my wife's untouched ass!
I knelt down. His cock was massive from this close, I couldn't believe it had fit inside her. I had grave doubts about whether it would go in this way.
"Oh Jaymal," I heard her say. I looked up to see her staring at it again, or as much of it as she could see. "I don't think I can..." she whimpered.
"Relax, baby," Jaymal soothed from underneath her. "With how wet I am, ain't nothing gonna hurt."
She looked at me. I couldn't tell if that was desperation or desire in her eyes. In a moment of utter selfishness, I didn't care. I just wanted to see this black cock get stuffed inside Samantha's ass.
I put my hands on her cheeks and eased her open. It looked impossible. Even though Bastian's thick thumb had fit inside, and mine had, too, there didn't look to be any way Jaymal's entire girth could press inside that tiny hole. I didn't care, though. Selfish as I was, I wanted to see him try.
He took himself in hand, pressed his tip against her cheek. He slid it along her ass, leaving a trail of her own wetness there, until he found the opening he'd been looking for. I pried her apart just a little bit more and dared to look up at her again.
I think the look she wore, a strange mix of curiosity and terror, mirrored mine exactly.
He went easier this time, slower. By the time I looked back, he'd already pressed the tip in. I heard Samantha moan as his whole head moved inside her. But when I looked up at her pussy, I saw more liquid had begun to pool there. I reached down and wrapped a hand around my cock as I heard her moan again. She was loving this as much as I was.
Once he started sliding inside her, it felt weird to be so close. I stood up and back away towards the wall. My hand was moving along my cock but I was determined not to finish. Not until I saw the end of this.
By the time most of his shaft had disappeared inside her, there were juices streaming from pussy down onto her balls. She sounded like she was loving it as much as when he'd fucked her cunt. Then someone stepped up to fuck her cunt again.
Douglas grabbed the ankle that Bastian had been holding and stepped between her legs. He looked solid as a rock and ready to blow. I didn't blame him. I felt exactly the same.
With Jaymal buried deep inside her ass, Douglas perched the tip of his throbbing black cock at her entrance, then eased himself inside.
You haven't lived until you've seen your wife that full of cock. Her delicate little body flailed a little bit as Douglas pressed into her but as soon as she'd taken the two of them as deep as they could get, she looked like a fucking animal. Wild and ravenous.
They started moving inside her, alternating rhythms. Jaymal would fill her ass while Douglas slipped out. He let her ankles go and her legs started to flail. She looked panicked but not because of what was happening. Because what was going to happen couldn't come soon enough. When Bastian pushed his cock into her mouth, she gobbled him up like a greedy slut, desperate to have something to do while they fucked her.
She sucked that big cock like her life depended on it. I thought she was going to drain him right then and there. Bastian just stood over her, playing it cool, pushing her hair out of her face every once in a while so I could see.
She started moaning. She moaned onto his cock until he pulled it out of her mouth and let the sound of her moan fill the room. She looked down again at her pussy that was split wide open and filled with dark meat. I could tell she was about to come again, but I couldn't look at her face when she did. Seeing her do that would have sent me over the edge.
Instead, I watched the men moving inside her, watched their hands gliding along her skin, searching for curves they could cup that would serve their own pleasure. Whenever they found them, the round of her ass, or her breast, they'd always linger there. Sometimes they'd give her a little slap and watch her flesh bounce.
She came with a scream this time
. A scream that made me worried it would wake the neighbours or someone would call the police. Bastian didn't seem to perturbed, though. He just stuffed his cock back inside her mouth.
Her pussy was gushing now as it squeezed Douglas for his cum. She put her own arms up to her legs and held them up, to try and get a better look still at the man disappearing inside her.
"Fuck!" I heard him grunt. He was going to blast his seed deep inside my wife.
My mind leaned towards the fear of whether she'd put her birth control in. I couldn't know. I could only trust she had. It was too late by the time I'd finished thinking about it, to do anything.
Douglas thrust himself deep inside her and I watched his sack tighten as he started to nut.
Samantha gasped. Her eyes went wide, her mouth opened. She must have felt him blow up in her cunt. It was terrifying, seeing her expression. For a second I hated myself for not saying anything, for not telling him to pull out. I've never felt relief like I felt when her shock melted into a smile laced with sin. She stared at his pained expression, coaxing more of him into her by squeezing her pussy.
"Come on baby, fuck all that cum into me!" she whispered. She let go of her legs and brought a hand up to touch his cheek.
I knew I couldn't hold on much longer. I knew I had to release soon but I didn't want to do it by myself, on the sidelines. I wanted a piece of her too. I wanted to be where Douglas was right now.
He pulled out. His seed, gobs of it, spurted out of her just as Bastian stepped in. He pushed his cock into her and started thrusting.
She knew what was going to happen this time. She knew what he wanted. She put on that same smile, that same, wicked smile. Her fingers grazed his arm.
"You too baby. I want to feel your seed inside me too!" she said, her voice like velvet. No man could resist a thing like that.
I watched his sack tighten, watched the muscles of his ass flex, driving his cock deep into her and filling her with his cum. He held himself inside. His balls rode up and down. Her hands touched his ass as she tried to pull him even deeper. Another man had just left his cum inside my wife.