Triple Domination: The Complete Series: Hard MFMM Erotica

by Virginia Bliss

  His hands slid down, nails digging into my plump ass cheeks, groping me, and I pressed my hips against his own, rubbing my aching pussy against his erection. This was bad - I was far too turned on to act sensibly in this situation. Jack brought one hand up, playing with my sensitive nipples, making me moan into the kiss.

  My whole body was on fire with how much I wanted him, and I couldn't resist palming at the boner in his pants. Elsewhere, I heard Chad laugh, his 'slut' theory thoroughly proven. Jack broke the kiss, causing me to make a desperate little noise of frustration. Damn - he knew just how to get me riled up, didn't he?

  I rested my head against his chest for a brief moment, still sad that the kiss had ended so quickly. I could feel fluid running down my inner thigh - I was far too turned on to think straight anymore. I balled my hands into fists, grabbing the fabric of Jack's shirt relentlessly. He shoved me away, causing me to stumble backwards. I bumped into Nick, who looked down at me with mischief sparkling in his baby blue eyes.

  He grabbed me by the wrist with a smile plastered on his stupidly attractive face. "Anyone could see us out here." He chuckled, tone unusually light-hearted, given the situation at hand. "Let's get you somewhere a little more private." My clothes were left in front of the truck, sprawled out in useless little bundles.

  Nick tugged me forward, in the direction of the rest stop. Jack and Chad followed in his wake, murmuring amongst themselves. My hearing wasn't quite good enough to capture their conversation, but I was certain they were talking about what they planned on doing to me. I stumbled, trying to keep up with Nick.

  We entered the building - it was abandoned, but recently. Things seemed to be in a relatively decent state. He yanked me into the modest restaurant, which had dim, flickering lights - the lights I'd seen upon pulling into the parking lot with Jack. The tables were dusty, but that didn't matter to Nick. He flung me atop one without mercy, spreading my legs without regard for how I might've been feeling in that moment.

  A single finger dragged along my hungry, dripping slit. "You're so fucking wet already, Dana-" He smiled, dipping the digit in for a brief moment, causing me to moan in pleasure. Fuck, I needed something in me - I couldn't last like this for much longer, and I knew it.

  It felt so good to finally be touched - I couldn't even remember the last time I'd had sex. I'd been so busy with school and work that I hadn't even noticed. It must've been at least two years since I'd had a man between my legs, and Nick was making me realize why I should've missed it, the pad of his finger circling around my engorged clit teasingly.

  I was already a mess, and he'd barely done anything at all! I was twitching, shaking, moaning with want as he used a single finger to break me. My thighs shook, wrapping around his waist as he continued to prod at me, pushing his finger in all the way to the knuckle without warning. It wasn't enough, but it was certainly a start.

  I rolled my hips down onto that finger, marveling at how delicious it felt inside of me. "More-" I panted, desperate and debauched. I was a total whore, and these men had found me out - perhaps this trait had always lied dormant within me, waiting for the right man to expose my inner slut to the world. "Fuck, give me more-"

  "You want more? Okay then-" Came a voice to my left. I looked up, and was greeted by Chad's thick, meaty cock, which bobbed in front of me precariously. I didn't know what I should do - I knew what Chad wanted me to do, but I had no idea as to whether or not I was even capable of a blowjob in this position. I shifted, propping myself up on one elbow, using my free hand to stroke him.

  God, he felt good in my hand - warm and hefty and satisfying. I wanted him inside of me, but I knew that wasn't happening - a blowjob was as good as I was gonna get right now. I kissed the tip, savoring the salty flavor of the bead of precum, dragging my tongue along it tauntingly. I was gonna get even for all the teasing that Chad had put me through up until that point. I wrapped my lips around the head for a brief moment before pulling off and giving him a wink.

  He frowned at me, a primal growl escaping his lips. He grabbed me by the back of my head, hand balling up into a fist in my hair, urging me down, urging me to take the entirety of his cock, to open up my throat and accommodate him. I wasn't sure that was even humanly possible, seeing as his dick was utterly massive.

  I parted my lips anyways, and he forced himself down my throat in one go, filling my throat completely, causing me to gag and spasm around him. He seemed to get off on it, a devilish grin forming on his face as he bucked up into my tight heat over and over. He set a fast pace, one I couldn't be expected to keep up with. It became clear he was looking for a quick and easy way to get off.

  "Fuck-" He panted, grabbing my head with both hands and forcing himself into me. "Such a fuckin' whore-" His cock throbbed in my throat, and I knew he wouldn't last longer than a couple more minutes, judging by the way his hips were starting to snap forward wildly. All I could do was try not to choke on his dick.

  I shut my eyes, attempting in vain to bob my head to the impossible rhythm he'd set - damn. He was making this difficult. His cock hit the back of my throat again and again until - finally, I felt a spurt of warm, salty liquid dribble down my throat. I swallowed around him as he came, milking him of every last drop of his hot seed.

  When he finally pulled out, a trail of saliva connecting my lips to the tip of his cock, he looked down at me and smirked. "That's just the beginnin', Rose. You better be prepared for a whole lot more of that." It was meant to be a threat, but right now, it just seemed like a promise to me, and with Nick's finger gone from my pussy, I was more desperate than ever.

  It was then that Jack positioned himself between my legs - I was propped up on my elbows, looking at him, watching him fiddle with his belt buckle. I couldn't help but lick my lips in anticipation. Finally, somebody was here to sate that deep thirst that had taken root within me. I spread my legs impossibly further, needing him right then and there.

  I listened to the lowering of the zipper, that delicious, delicious noise that meant there'd be a cock inside me very soon. I grinned, swaying my hips slightly, beckoning him inside. Presently, he tugged down his jeans and boxers, allowing them to hang around his thighs. His dick, long and curved and perfect-looking, sprung free from its fabric prison.

  "Fuck me, please-" I begged, voice hardly sounding like my own under the strain of lust.

  "Happy to oblige, you fuckin' slut-" He growled, digging his nails into my hips and thrusting forward, forcing himself inside of me all at once, forcing me to take him to the hilt. I felt the tip of his cock pressing relentlessly at my cervix, and I bucked down onto it, already satisfied, the hunger within me rapidly disappearing. He had stretched me to my limits, he had filled me up entirely - it was perfect.

  "Shit- for a cumdumpster, you're fuckin' tight, Dana-" He panted, beginning to move within me, slowly at first. I wanted him to fuck me hard and fast like the whore I was, but Jack seemed determined to drag this out as long as possible. His cock rubbed against my sensitive walls slowly, mercilessly.

  "Faster-" I begged, but Jack didn't respond, obviously not listening to me. His nails were embedded in the plump flesh around my hips, almost drawing blood. When he finally pulled out of me, he waited for a moment before plunging back in, suddenly setting a pace that I hadn't bargained for - this was too hard, too fast.

  He pounded into me over and over, thoroughly debasing me without a care in the world. I moaned shamelessly, not caring how loud and pathetic my voice sounded as it rang through the abandoned restaurant. I couldn't possibly have imagined anything more rough than this, but I was soon to be proven wrong.

  I felt a cold, wet digit pressing up against my puckered asshole. Instantly, I recoiled, thighs tensing up. Fuck - this was bad. Surely they weren't planning on using me like this-

  But the finger urged its way into me, and I was too turned on, too lost in the sensation of Jack's cock to protest. I looked up, and who other than Chad was standing alongside Jack. He winked at me slyly, rubbing the
lubed-up pad of his finger against my hole, working to relax the tight ring of muscle. I tensed up purposefully, hoping he wouldn't be able to get his finger inside of me, but -

  Of course, he was far too good at this. My asshole began to relax, the muscles growing inviting, and Chad took advantage of this, slipping the tip of his finger into me, wriggling it around in order to loosen me up. I didn't think two men would fit inside of me, not like that, at least - but Chad seemed rather determined.

  As soon as he managed to fit his entire finger inside of me, he crooked it upwards, causing me to howl in surprise, an odd mixture of pain and pleasure setting in. My voice echoed throughout the room, and Chad growled in irritation.

  "Nick, make her shut the fuck up."

  "Give me a sec - this is too good-" Nick chuckled, pulling his phone out of his pocket, fingers tapping away against the screen. I was too fucked-out to bother wondering what he was doing, but I watched him anyways. Anything to distract from that awful, teasing finger in my asshole.

  Nick pointed his phone at me for a moment, before setting it on a table to my right, propping it up against a napkin case. That tiny black circle that held the camera lens within it was pointed directly at me, and I knew what Nick was doing. These men - they didn't know me. They didn't know my circle of friends, the names of my co-workers, of my family. They couldn't send this video to anyone I knew.

  But what they could do was post it online, and perhaps someone I knew would stumble upon it. I seized up with worry, looking up at the sneer on Nick's face. God, he was such a douchebag - I was furious, attempting to sit up and shove the phone off of the table, but at that moment, Jack hit a particularly satisfying spot within me, and I was reduced to a moaning mess yet again.

  "Such a noisy whore-" Chad mumbled. "Nick, c'mon. Do your thing."

  As he came around to the other side of the table, away from the camera, Nick began to undo his pants, tugging them down, along with his boxers - his impressively long cock sprung free, flopping against my face unceremoniously. I was terribly worried about the consequences of this being caught on film, but my mind was too lust-addled to do anything about it.

  I reached out, grabbing Nick's cock and stroking it, staring up into his twinkling blue eyes. His dick was ridiculously hard, and I was determined to make him feel good. That's what sluts were for, right? I smiled, kissing the tip as I'd done to Chad, causing him to groan in lustful frustration.

  "Fuckin' get on with it already-" Nick panted, thrusting his hips forward, dick poking against my cheek impatiently. "You're a whore, not my girlfriend. I don't need foreplay." He spat, surprisingly harsh. His words went straight to my pussy, making me even wetter than before, cheeks visibly heating up. My chest heaved, and I began to pump the base of his cock, wrapping my lips around the head.

  "You can do better than that-" He growled, yanking my hair harshly. The combination of pleasure and pain was heavenly, and I couldn't help but hope he'd be even rougher with me later on. I forced myself to take him deeper, to wrap my throat around his cock, but he was too big - I started gagging halfway down, causing him to burst out in laughter.

  I frowned, attempting to lower my head all the way to the base. Evidently, this pace wasn't fast enough for him, seeing as he grabbed my head and shoved me down, nose against his abs, mouth stretched out over the very base of his cock. It hurt, and my already-abused throat was crying out in pain - but damn if it wasn't a little satisfying. I swallowed incessantly as he began to move, trying to stimulate him.

  It was then that I felt Chad press another finger into my ass - he scissored the digits, attempting to stretch me out enough to accommodate his thick cock. My body had grown pliant under his ministrations, and my throbbing hole was ready for him. I heard the slick sounds of him lubing up his dick, and I gulped in anticipation, lips still wrapped around Nick's huge member.

  FInally, the fingers were removed, and were quickly replaced with the tip of Chad's cock, which was pressing against my hole almost angrily - I rolled my hips down, no longer worried - I just wanted him inside of me already. He obliged, thankfully enough, forcing his dick into me at a slow and steady pace. I moaned around the cock in my mouth, hips jerking downwards uselessly, urging Chad to fill me up.

  He grabbed me by the waist and plunged into me, causing my back to arch in surprise. I made a loud noise of pleasure, which was thankfully muffled by Nick's dick. I bobbed my head, rutted my hips against the cocks inside of me, trying to keep up with these men's increasingly wild paces. It felt so good, too good to describe. I was overjoyed.

  To be completely and utterly filled up was a new and unusual sensation - I had never done anything like this before, so it was all foreign territory to me. But god, it felt fucking amazing to be used like this, to be transformed into a sex doll for these men to empty their loads into. My breasts rose and fell rapidly as I tried to catch my breath through my nose, though I knew it was useless.

  They all sped up, no longer afraid to be rough with me. After all, a slutty girl like me didn't deserve gentleness - I was made for quick fucks like this. I'd never felt like such a whore before, but I was growing to love it with every minute. My mind had gone cock-crazy, and I was unable to think clearly anymore, all I could think about was how badly I wanted these men to pump me full of their thick, hot cum.

  I moaned around Nick's cock, a sound that could barely be heard over the groans and the pumps and the slaps that echoed throughout the room. My body was going to be so sore, so bruised - but I knew that I'd come back to this over and over. There was no way I could go back to vanilla sex after a night like this - somehow, I felt awakened.

  As the men filled me, stretched me, I gre more and more desperate for their seed. Fuck - they were all speeding up, hips wild and movement unruly as they debased me. They pounded into me over and over, slamming themselves in all the way to the hilt. My hands grabbed at nothing, fingernails running over the wood of the table, desperate to regain my bearings. I was too far gone, mind too hazy.

  Nick was the first to start losing control - I could feel his cock throb wildly in my throat, my tight walls clamping down around him with relentless force. My heart was pounding, my chest was heavy, and I needed him to fill me up. I opened my eyes, looking up at him pleadingly, urging him to give me what I wanted.

  "Fuck-" He panted, hands balling into fists, yanking at my hair, grabbing me tightly and fucking my face without mercy. I balked, gagging on his engorged dick, which had swelled even larger in my throat. He continued to ram himself into me, until seconds before his orgasm - when he removed himself from my throat, I whimpered in disappointment, causing him to grin.

  "You wanted my cum that badly, huh?" He smiled, eyes glittering with malice as he wrapped his own hand around the base of his cock, which looked as though it would lose control any second now. "Fucking slut-"

  I nodded, lips still parted, hoping he'd give me just a taste of what I wanted - but Nick was selfish, and Nick somehow found the whole situation rather amusing - I couldn't believe he'd managed to humiliate me this much. And on film, too!

  He pumped his cock, working the base. "Fuck, push your tits together - they're all you're good for, whore-" He groaned, eyes focused on my chest as he stroked himself to orgasm. I did as I was told, staring up at him and batting my eyelashes as I pressed my swollen breasts together, shaking them a little, just for him.

  He lost it, hitting his climax and shooting hot ropes of cum all across my chest. I moaned in satisfaction as the warm liquid fell on me, happy that I'd managed to make him cum. Nick spat on me - a rude touch, but I was helpless to protest, leaning back against the table, allowing the cum to grow sticky atop my breasts.

  As he tucked his cock back into his pants, my attention was diverted from Nick and onto Chad, whose dick had swelled up inside of my ass, pulsating and throbbing as he slammed into me over and over. His face was screwed up in concentration, and the way his eyelids fluttered led me to see that he was pretty damn close.

 
Not wanting him to pull out, I wrapped a leg around him, holding him there, puckered hole tightening around his thick cock. I wanted him, wanted him to fill me up so badly.

  "Please- inside-" I begged, still trying to catch my breath, moans no longer muffled by cock. I squirmed beneath Chad and Jack, tightening myself, seizing up my muscles, trying to keep them inside of me. I needed them-

  And then Chad lost control, hitting orgasm and shooting his cum deep inside of me, filling me with a warmth that spread throughout my lower half. I leaned back, lips parted in a silent moan of ecstacy as he used me exactly the way I wanted to be used. It was bliss - when he pulled out, I could feel his cum dripping from inside of me, dripping out and onto the floor below.

  He began to redress, looking at me with judgement and venom in his eyes. "You're a pretty good cumslut, you know that? Jack's gonna have to bring you around to play again someday." He grinned, ruffling my hair before joining Nick, who was watching as the phone filmed Jack and I.

  Jack finally had me all to himself, and he was over the moon about it. He leaned over me, pulling me into a deep kiss as he pounded into me, a hand still digging into my hip to hold me in place. I kissed back, hoping my tongue didn't taste too much like cum. He wrinkled his nose, pulling back and laughing at me.

  "Fuck- dude, she tastes like a real whore now - can't kiss her anymore!" He chuckled, causing me to turn red in embarrassment, looking away - accidentally looking right into the camera lens. I truly hoped that these men would refrain from making this video public - although really, was it so bad to have my friends and co-workers know who I really was?

  Jack pounded into me, and I clamped down around him, eager to keep him inside of me. He looked down, slapped my cum-coated tits, suddenly aggressive. I couldn't deny that I liked this side of him, moaning as he hit me lightly, the pain only heightening the pleasure.