by Lexi Rush
With Derek invading my throat as a stranger’s big black cock rams me from behind, I can’t help but think of how slutty I must look. And to think a few short days ago Barbie and I were wondering if we’d ever do a black guy. We have evolved!
I feel a slap on my ass that stings as I growl on Derek’s cock, again mindful not to bite—and again, not easy.
Another thwack, this time on the other cheek. Then another. My cheeks burn and must be deep crimson, but the tingles mix with the buzz from the weed—and the wild sensation of a big black cock pounding in and out of me.
Thwack, thwack. He slaps both cheeks. I feel like I’m about to cum, but the startling slaps impede my release. It’s an incredible tease. Mr. Slapper slows his humping and slips a finger into my rosebud. My muffled yelp ignites Derek, who grips my head on both sides as he surprise spurts in my mouth.
I struggle to gulp down his sizable load before gagging; some of his rapid-fire spunk oozes out the corners of my mouth. I feel like I’m about to drown as Derek mercifully pulls out—I gasp for air.
Thwack, thwack. Mr. Slapper treats me like a newborn baby. And my tingles are now prickly pain. But in a fucked up way, it’s quite a turn-on.
“Make me cum,” I growl as I shoot a glance back.
His hands grip my derrière and his ramming is more deliberate—sans the spanking, thankfully!
And it’s working.
Another big boat is thrusting tsunami waves inside me as I cry out into the nether regions of this fucking cavernous whorehouse. Derek’s fingers find my aching button as my release could douse a forest fire. I groan continuously as I pulse out a stream of lady liquid. And no, I don’t feel like a lady right now.
And I don’t give a fuck!
As I reluctantly return to Earth, I hear Barbie’s shrieks adding to the legend of Moaning Cavern. My lazy eyes notice the puddle under my BFF and for once, all eight of us are tranquil. I’d say this twisted feral game ends in a tie.
Until Captain Banana pierces the silence yelling, “Switch.”
Chapter 6 Switch?
Switch? As the word lingers in the moist air, I freeze like I’ve just been tased. Then the three guys who just mauled me spring up and voilà—they’re on Barbie like sperm on ovulating ovaries.
Shamar leads the three-man wolf pack toward me and they are all erect. I wonder if they lace their weed with Viagra and Cialis. In spite of my sore ass cheeks and ripped raw pussy walls, my inner stripper is releasing a reserve of moistening.
Before any of them touch me, I point at the box of condoms without uttering a sound. They obey and fight over the already opened box. It’s like a silent movie. I wonder if they had any silent porno videos.
I break the silence by saying in a seductive voice, “Let me put on your rubbers guys.” I stretch the word guys as I run my tongue around my lips.
They respond like lightning bolts and are all facing me, shoulder-to-shoulder, holding out their unopened Trojan horses. I’m on my knees as I snatch the three condom packets from them. Then I set the packets down and left to right, I stroke each cock. The final one is Captain Banana. I decide to give him extra attention because I feel badly that he was the last draft pick. I pull down his foreskin and notice pre-cum. While sliding my fingers up and down, I swirl my tongue around his purple head, then engulf him. After I’m pretty sure I’ve sucked all the swimmers off his cock, I put his condom on. It doesn’t quite reach the base of his cock and I wonder if they make these in XXL banana shape.
I look up into his eyes and say, “Does the Captain wanna go first?” as I lean back on my elbows in the sand and spread my legs. I know I sound slutty, but at this point, don’t judge me.
Captain Banana nearly dives on me and paint brushes said banana up and down my uber-sensitive pussy lips. Though the condom is lubricated, it’s not needed as I’m riled up enough from the foreplay with his foreskin. Maybe it’s a combination of curiosity and lust, but I’m dying to feel that banana inside.
He shifts slightly and then plunges inside me. I gasp at first, and he stills for a moment. Then I run my fingernails up to his ass—my wordless gesture to drill away. My G-Spot is the first to notice “The Banana Advantage.” The Captain knows how to fuck. And so far, he’s the best. The question isn’t can he make me cum; it’s how long can I prolong the bliss until I burst?
I’m in a steady moan that adds to the mystique of Moaning Caverns. Just when I feel the tingling of the onset of an orgasm, he stops and while holding me, flips onto his back, propelling me on top. Shamar and his side kick each take a side and I stroke their hard cocks while grinding onto Captain Banana.
He feels so much better than my favorite vibrator, let me tell ya. And I love being able to control the depth and pace with this live sex toy. As if reading my mind, the Captain’s thumb uncovers my pearl as his cock titillates my G-Spot. If there’s a Heaven, I’m in it right now. I let go of both cocks and hold the Captain’s sides as if bracing myself on a mechanical bull.
My eyes shut tightly as I faintly hear Barbie’s moans as I erupt all over Captain Banana. This sensation is a rocket launch as tears actually spill down my cheeks. Take your best orgasm and multiply it by one thousand and that’s how it feels.
After emptying my lady liquid for what seems like an eternity, I’m shuddering so much I can’t move my limbs. Captain Banana must have cum already as he lifts me up and off his cock. I glance at the condom that glistens but is still on and see the dangle of an impressive load of baby makers at the tip of his cock.
I’m on my stomach and a cock enters me. I’m not even sure who it is and I don’t even care. It still feels good but my va jay jay is on break. The Captain fucked the shit out of me. I hear whoever’s inside me grunt as I feel pulsing and hope he slid on a condom.
He pulls out and the next and hopefully final guy is inside, roughly having his way. Even though my body is pulsing with each thrust, I glance over to Barbie who is on all fours facing me. She winks and I feel giddy about our little get away from reality. I was in Barbie’s Wedding Party, and I’m Maid-of-Honor in her Divorce Party. We’ve come full circle in a twisted way.
Not sure if the credit card’s still active, but I’m pretty sure our time here in this fantasyland is about to end. I’m sad and happy in a weird way; and I know this place has left an indelible mark on me.
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Lexi Rush Bio
Can you think of anything as exciting as a true erotic story?
I love writing literotica but in a much different way: most of my stories are based on real events with real people. Sure the names and places are changed--to protect the guilty--but there are plenty of people who graciously share their experiences with me. And I'm thrilled to write it.
As an author, I'm not afraid to venture outside of my comfort zone. I often write in first
person, present tense, in the voice of my male primary character. Not easy, but I think the male perspective gives the story a fresh perspective on a variety of hot subjects.
What is surprising to me is that I never thought this literotica would be so successful. Some people turn to a porno video, but good literotica reaches the reader on a much deeper level, igni
ting all the senses.
It's hilarious that my co-workers at my day job have no idea of my secret naughty side. In some ways, this Jekyll and Hyde existence helps me keep my sanity in this insane genre of erotica.
Thank you to every reader who made me a bestselling author! I welcome your comments and if you have a true story to tell, I'm all ears. Contact me at: [email protected].
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