The Animal in my Head

[theanimalinmyhead]

#1

Reuploading this without edits. Ignore errors!

She came up to me at the bar after I ordered my beer. When she touched me lightly on the arm, I looked up from my first sip and right into her eyes.

She said hi, smiling, and I couldn't stop noticing her hand still on my arm. I finished the beer while we talked, and not long after, I had finished another.

"My place," she said. I just smiled.

Her mouth barely left mine in the cab. Soft lips pressed hard against my own, long hair cascading over my face. Her name still a mystery at this point, but why would I care?

Our mouths broke contact as we stepped out, but she grabbed my hand and pulled me up and up and up, her bed waiting on the third floor.

Pushing me onto the bed, she wasted no time grabbing my belt, my pants, my boxers... I slid my shirt off while she grabbed my cock, gently squeezing it and pulling. She leaned down to whisper that she would be back, that I should get comfortable.

She left the room as I slid further onto the bed, leaning on a pillow and self-consciously arranging myself.

Then a voice. A man's voice. Then hers. Then the door opened.

He stood naked beside her in the doorway, his cock half-engorged and swinging low.

"What the fuck!" I yelled, trying to grab the duvet and cover myself. I glanced around the room, looking for my clothes, trying to remember where she had thrown them, but no luck. I looked back at her, and... him.

She smiled that same smile. "I want to propose something," she said.

"It's like a game."

"What the fuck are you talking about!" I yelled back. "Who is he!"

"That's my husband. Just relax and hear me out."

Maybe it was the drinks. Maybe it was her smile. Or maybe it was his cock, massive and... swaying slightly.

"Here's the game," she said. "He's going to get in bed with you. And I will too. But there's a rule... anything you let him do to you, I'll let you do to me."

I sat on the bed, confused. Torn.

"Don't worry," he said, suddenly. I looked him in the eye for the first time.

"I'll be gentle."

I looked at her lips, imaging the things I had wanted to do just minutes ago, and... I pulled the covers away from myself, inviting them into bed.

He pushed me onto the bed and pressed his mouth against mine. Climbing into bed beside me, he pushed his tongue into my mouth, running his hands over my chest.

As soon as he pulled away, smiling, she brushed her hand against my cheek, gently pulling my face towards hers and pressing her lips against mine. I pushed my tongue into her mouth, testing her.

She let me in, sucking my tongue and flicking her own against it.

Then she pulled away again, looking down my body towards my growing cock and licking her lips.

I took the hint.

I looked over at his face, and he smiled at me as I ran my hand up his leg to his cock.

My first time touching a cock that wasn't my own, and... I couldn't believe how good it felt. I squeezed and slid my hand up and down his shaft, lying on my side beside him. She moved up behind me, spooning me, and sliding her hand up my own leg to grab my now-rock hard cock.

Then I made my decision.

Sliding her hand off my cock, I moved down his body and brought my mouth to the tip of his cock. I kissed it. I felt it flex.

That was all I needed.

I opened my mouth and took his head into it, running my tongue in circles around it. I looked up at him, thrilled with anticipation to see his reaction, and saw him inhale sharply, eyes closed. His wife now beside him, smiling down at me and sliding her hand up her shirt to cup her breast.

"I'm naked," I said to her. "Why aren't you?"

She laughed. And then she rolled off the bed to stand up.

I watched her as she pulled off her shirt, sliding my lips back and forth over the tip of his cock. She slid her shirt off, revealing a lacy bra covering her large breasts. Leaving the bra on, she undid her pants and turned away from me, sliding them down and bending over to reveal a matching thong and a plump, round ass.

“That's enough teasing," I heard, and suddenly he grabbed my head and pulled it down, forcing his cock into my mouth. I breathed out sharply through his nose before it hit my throat, gagging me. He laughed and moaned in pleasure, feeling my tongue frantically rub against the shaft of his cock.

I lost sight of her half-clothed body as the thick cock was forced into me, but it wasn't long before I felt her hands on my hips, pulling me up from my prone position until I was on my hands and knees between his legs.

Her hand grasped my cock from behind and tugged hard, making me gasp on the dick being thrust into my mouth. Then I looked down to see her slide her head under my legs and, grabbing my cock once again, press it against her lips.

We continued like this, him slowly thrusting his cock into my mouth with his hands on my head and her pulling me into her own mouth with her hands on my ass.

Then, her hand shifted, and I felt her finger lightly graze my asshole.

Suddenly the situation was very real.

I pulled my mouth away from his cock and rolled off her face, shock apparent on my face as I looked at her for an explanation.

She just laughed.

"We all know where this is going," she said.

I sat there confused until I looked at his face. He smiled and stroked his hard cock, and I got it.

"That is never gonna happen," I said.

She made a pouting face at me. "Come on baby," she said, getting up on all fours on the bed.

"You just have to let him have some fun.

"Then you get to have some fun."

She crawled over to me, bringing her lips almost to mine and then pulling away to turn around and face away from me... until her ass was inches from my face. Lying her face on the bed, she pulled her thong down, revealing her ass and pussy to me.

Looking at her that way almost killed me, but a glance at her husband, and down to the thick cock he was rubbing while watching our exchange... that almost killed me too.

She looked back at me. Long hair framing her smile as she said, "Please fuck my ass."

What was I supposed to do?

I said there's no way I can take his cock. She said there are ways. I said I'd need some foreplay.

She said he wouldn't do that.

She would have to do it.

That's how I ended up behind him. He rested on all fours on the bed, gently stroking his cock in front of me, his hole inches from my mouth. He slowly shook his ass from side to side in front of me and laughed.

I raised one hand and rubbed it across his cheek and felt her do the same to me. We must have looked so cute in a line.

I slid my hand down to the cleft of his ass and ran my thumb along it until it rested just above his shaven scrotum. Then I slid it up until it reached his hole, rubbing it in slow circles around the edges.

I shuddered in pleasure when I felt her do the same. Nobody had played with my ass before, and the feeling was amazingly unique. Spurred on by the pleasure -- and by the thought that I was giving him the same -- I slid my thumb away from his ass and brought my mouth to it.

I pressed my lips around his asshole and licked. Teasingly at first. His moan and the way his hole quivered brought me such pleasure I was surprised when I felt her tongue on my own ass. It was ecstasy, and I couldn't resist sliding my hand down to stroke my cock as I set in to eat his ass. His moans, and the way he stroked his cock, brought me as much pleasure as the feeling of her tongue pressing firmly against my ass.

My hand remained on his cheek, squeezing as I licked, but I pulled it away to gently suck my finger. I felt her mouth leave my ass and I shuddered in anticipation.

I pressed my wet finger against his ass and waited for her to do the same, letting out an involuntary moan when I felt it... and then she broke the rules and pushed her entire finger into me suddenly.

I gasped, shocked by the feeling and confused by the change in rules. I was determined to fix her mistake, so I slid my finger into her husband.

His gasp was much like mine, but the shock was replaced with pure pleasure. He stroked his cock harder and I could hear the smile in his voice as he said, "Hey honey, you getting that hole ready for me?"

"Oh yes," she said.

I almost came right there.

I had never considered the idea of having a cock in my ass. Certainly never as a sexual act I'd enjoy. But the amazing sensation of her fingering me had my cock practically dripping pre-cum, and I decided to push things forward.

I slid another finger into his ass.

He moaned in pleasure and surprise, and then I heard him laugh -- probably when he realized what was coming next.

Her second finger slid into my virgin ass. I breathed hard, pushing my head against his cheek and moaning from this new sensation.

I decided then that I wanted his cock more than I had ever wanted her ass.

I pulled my fingers from his ass and smacked him, announcing loudly that I was ready to get fucked. He looked back at me with wide eyes that broke into a smile, and then a laugh. I felt her fingers slide from my ass as she told me to lie on my back.

She kneeled beside my head as I laid down on my back, pulling my knees up towards my chest. She held my legs for me as he positioned himself up against me, stroking his cock with lube. I stated at his cock, realizing what I had gotten myself into. It was thick and long and I found myself worrying that it would be too much.

It was too late for that, though.

He pressed the head against my asshole and she kissed me as he slowly pushed forward.

I felt her hand grab my cock and looked down as her mouth left mine. I saw him looking down at me and smiling as the head of his cock stretched my asshole.

Pleasure mixed with pain as my hole stretched around him and her hands worked my cock. She poured lube onto my cock and his as he slowly pulled out, only to push into me again. Another inch of his cock slid into me this time, making me yell suddenly.

"You need to be quiet," she said.

"Oh, and nobody got me ready."

I was immobile from pleasure as his cock pushed into me again, and she took advantage by swinging her leg over my face.

"Here's taste of what's next," she said, pressing her ass against my mouth.

I stuck my tongue out instinctively, licking her clit and sucking on it while his huge cock pushed further and further into me. She continued stroking me, letting out her own moans and rubbing her asshole with her other hand. She inserted a finger into her ass, teasing me with my next conquest.

At some point, his hips pressed up against my ass, and I had taken his whole cock inside me. That's when she slid off my mouth and, having lubed up my cock thoroughly, spun herself around to face me while she rubbed my cock against her ass.

"Time to pay up, I suppose," she said as she slid the head of my cock, and then the shaft, into her.

The feeling of his cock pushing into me over and over combined with her tight ass slowly making its way down my shaft had me on the verge, but it wasn't until her ass was pressed down on my hips that I realized how close I was.

She winked at me and said, "He goes first."

Then I felt his cock throb in my ass, stretching me further than I thought possible, and hot cum sprayed into my ass. Holding my own load became impossible, and I shot into her ass hard, clenching down on the cock filling my ass and pouring cum out of my cock.

She moaned in pleasure with the feeling of my cock flexing inside her, shooting warm cum into her ass. Rubbing her clit and riding my still-hard cock, her moans grew and grew into a crescendo as she came with my cock stretching her asshole. He held her from behind as she came on me, bringing our strange night to an end.

Or so I thought.

After we collapsed on the bed, she rolled off, mumbling something about cleaning up. I lay still on the bed, breathing heavily and realizing what had just happened... and that's when she returned.

Carrying a massive purple dildo and a strap-on harness.

[theanimalinmyhead]

#3

A direct sequel to #2, here.

#1 is here.

She coated the plug in lube and, after gently sliding the dildo out of my abused ass, pushed the tip of the plug in. I gasped as it stretched me out, each inch making my asshole wider.

“Take it all, you fucking cockslut,” she whispered as she pushed.

She was relentless pushing it into me, and as the widest point slid in I almost screamed, my used-up cock growing erect again from the anal abuse. The plug slid in fully and I collapsed against the wall, relief washing through me just as the plug filled my ass completely. My cock was rock hard once again.

“Dry off and join me back in the bedroom,” she said, sliding off her panties and picking up the huge rubber cock.

When I came into the bedroom, moaning with each step as the plug moved inside me, she was standing fully nude but for a strap-on harness – currently empty. She moved to me quickly, grabbing me by the arms and pushing me to my knees.

“I have another job for you,” she said, turning around so that her thick ass was right in my face. “Watching you finger yourself got me curious.”

She slid a finger down her ass, against her hole. I realized she had coated her ass in lube, and her fingertip slid easily into her little hole.

I was too busy staring to notice her other hand, which suddenly grabbed my hair and jammed my face into her ass. Her large cheeks surrounded me and she pulled her finger away from her ass as she moved it up and down, searching for my tongue. I stuck my tongue out and licked, making her moan slightly. She let go of my hair, only to smack me in the back of the head.

“You call that eating ass?” she said, grabbing my hair again and pulling my face against her. I couldn’t help smiling from the admonishment, and pressed my mouth against her ass, licking her hole hard. I heard the buzz of vibration as she rubbed a small vibrator against her pussy inside the harness. I thought back to her request and brought my hand up to my mouth, creating a small space between my tongue and her ass to lick my fingertip.

I rubbed it in circles around her hole and pushed in, making her gasp in pleasure. I fingered her gently as she rubbed the vibe against her clit, her hand still holding me by the hair. My free hand moved once again to my sore cock, stroking it gently.

When she looked back and saw me rubbing myself, she let go and moved away from me, my finger sliding out of her.

“You’re hard again already?” she said, surprised. “You must really love that plug, you fucking slut.”

She pushed me onto my back and stood over me, still rubbing her pussy with her vibe.

“Nobody told you to touch that cock though.”

She stepped forward until she stood over my face, and she turned around as she moved down to her knees.

“Now eat my ass like you fucking mean it.”

Her asshole moved over my mouth again, her ample butt covering my face. She leaned down to grab my cock, gently tugging it as I licked her ass in circles. Then it moved down from my cock, between my legs, to grab the base of the plug. She pulled on it slightly, making me moan in pleasure – and pain.

“I can’t wait to fuck your ass,” she said, and I found myself longing to feel that huge dildo pounding into my ass. She ground her ass on my mouth, vibe still working her pussy as she moaned.

“But you better eat my ass hard if you want that cock.”

Her moans grew louder and the vibe did the same as she pressed it hard against her clit, riding my face. I felt her lean over and grab something, and when she grabbed one of my hands and brought it up to her crotch, I felt the dildo now attached to her harness.

“I know you want me to fuck you in the ass,” she said. “But first you’re going to earn it.”

She moved off my face and turned around again, kneeling over my hips. Grabbing my cock, she pressed it against her wet ass and lowered herself.

“You better not fucking cum,” she said as more of my cock slid into her ass. She closed her eyes, the vibrator still tucked in her harness and the cock filling her ass bringing her close to doing just that.

As she reached the base of my cock, with her ass stretched out, she put a hand around my throat, firmly, and said, “I mean it.”

She started riding my cock, moving up and down and letting it fill her ass completely. Her tits bounced in front of me, and I reached out a hand to grab one. I squeezed it gently, running my fingers over it and pinching her nipple. Letting go of my throat, she grabbed my hand and brought it down to the dildo attached her.

“Stroke my fucking cock before I pound you,” she said, and I did. Her hand came back to my throat, and I realized I was close to breaking her rule. The ample ass bouncing on my cock – and the anticipation of what was coming next – had brought me close to another orgasm.

Just when I thought I would fail, and shoot my hot load into her, she stopped. She smiled knowingly down at me and slid off my cock.

“Roll over.”

I did, and immediately she was on me, her weight holding me down. She straddled my ass, pushing my legs together. I could feel the massive rubber cock resting on my ass as she put a hand firmly on the top of my back.

“You’re going to fucking take it, aren’t you?”

“Yes…” I barely managed to answer.

“Beg me.”

“Please. I need your huge cock.”

“The perfect size for your slut ass,” she said, pulling the plug out of my ass slowly. I almost screamed as it stretched my hole out one last time, and felt my cock throb beneath me from the feeling, but as soon as it was out, the head of her strap-on was pressed against my hole.

She leaned harder on my back and pushed in, her massive cock pushing into my ass. Giving me just the tip at first, she pushed in and out, letting my ass get accustomed to the huge girth. My cock throbbed every time the dildo pushed in and I wished she would go deeper every time… until she did.

In one movement, she pushed the cock into my ass, burying it in me and making me scream in pleasure and pain. She grabbed my hair as she worked her cock in and out, and whispered into my ear.

“Told you so.”

Then she laughed.

She rode my ass, pounding her massive strap-on into my hole and filling me up, fulfilling the dreams I’d had in the shower before she interrupted. The rubber cock was bigger than the first cock that had violated my virgin ass, longer and thicker, and every time the big rubber balls were pressed against me I thought I would die from the feeling.

When she asked, “Are you going to cum while I fuck you?” I could only offer a mumbled yes, but that was all it took. She pulled out and moved off me, telling me to roll over once again. I moved to my back, slowly, and she grabbed my legs and pushed them up to my chest.

The rubber cock filled me again as she pressed her hips against me, her hand grabbing my aching cock and pumping it hard.

“Cum for me, slut,” she said. “Cum with my cock up your ass.”

She jerked me off hard and brought her lips down to the tip of my cock, her strapped-on cock still filling me as I came hard into her mouth. She kept tugging on my cock until every drop was in her mouth, and then she looked up at me and smiled, her dildo sliding out of me slowly as she swallowed.

[theanimalinmyhead]

Holes

She pushed him into the room, making him stumble slightly as he stuck his arms out in front of him. He caught himself on the far wall before he fell, and she laughed.

“Honey, you need to learn to walk blindfolded.”

He smiled and laughed quietly as well, turning himself around so he could lean back against the wall.

“What’s this big surprise you were promising me?” he said. “And where exactly are we?”

“You’ll see. Move a bit to your right.”

He did, using his hands to move along the wall.

“Far enough?” he asked. She answered by moving up against him, her hand moving down to remind him that the blindfold was all the clothing he had. Her other hand was fiddling with the wall beside him.

“Hmm,” she said, still fiddling. “I think we’ll take things a bit farther.”

She stopped fiddling and moved her hand across him, and he felt something cold and leather press against the front of his thighs. It got tighter, digging in slightly, and she fiddled with the wall again.

“What the hell is that?” he laughed, his legs now held tight against the wall.

“That’s a strap,” she said, and suddenly she grabbed his wrists and pulled them together in front of him, then pulled hard on them until he bent at the waist, making him shout in surprise. Between the blindfold and the strap, he was worried if he lost his balance he’d never get back up. But his hands came to rest on something solid and wooden – a table, maybe – and immediately he felt the familiar cold metal of handcuffs.

“What the heck is this going to accomplish?” he laughed. “I’m all jammed between a wall and a table?”

He heard her breathing near his face, then she moved away, but with one finger looped around his blindfold. It came off slowly, but he blinked at the sudden brightness.

He was cuffed to a wooden table. Looking down, he could see the leather strap across his thighs, just below the tip of his – admittedly excited – cock. He looked across the room at her, and his gut clenched in shock.

She must have changed after blindfolding him. High-heeled leather boots were cinched tight, covering her legs to the knee, and a tight leather corset sat equally tight around her midsection, pushing her bare breasts up and making her round hips look devastating. She stood across the table from him, leaning against the wall beside the other surprise.

Or, surprises.

There was a hole cut in the wall. A gloryhole. And filling that hole was the largest cock he’d ever seen.

“I knew you’d be interested in that,” she said, wrapping her hand around the massive shaft. As she began to stroke it, he felt two things simultaneously: his gut clenched watching his girlfriend stroke another man, his cock grew harder and harder as he watched the other do the same.

“This is my birthday surprise?”

“Well,” she said.

“Not exactly.”

Then he felt his next surprise. Something was rubbing against his ass. He was pressed against a gloryhole of his own.

A finger was now rubbing his hole, gently applying lube in circles. He looked up at her, shocked and confused and ready to ask her why, how, and who, but before he could, she shut him up.

“Look how fucking hard your cock is already,” she said, moving around the table towards him. “And that’s just from a finger.”

“I knew you’d love it.” She kissed him hard on the mouth, sliding her tongue into his mouth. “You’ve always wanted to try it.”

He was speechless, torn between confusion and lust, but when his eyes settled back on the cock sticking out of the wall across from him, he knew the truth.

Then the finger slid into his ass, and he wondered how he’d doubted. She laughed and moved back to her own hole in the wall, grabbing the cock again and stroking it gently as she leaned against the wall, watching him enjoy the finger inside him – which quickly became two.

She’d fingered him before, of course, but she knew the ones inside him were much larger than her own – which were now idly rubbing her pussy as she enjoyed the feel of a huge cock in her hand.

When the second finger slid into him, he thought his ass would be stretched more than it could handle, but as they slid in and out the pain turned to pleasure. When the fingers slid out of him he felt empty, yearning to have them fill his ass again. He wanted a third, a fourth, but most of all he wanted desperately to touch the cock across from him.

She saw him staring again, and laughed. She bent over the table to look him in the eye, promising him he’d have a turn too. Then she moved back, her hands staying on the table, until she was rubbing the head of the cock against her pussy, soaked from her attention.

“You need to start a bit smaller,” she said, winking.

And then he felt it. Not a finger this time – something thicker was pressed against his virgin hole. He felt it push inside, stretching his ass, and he gasped as the head popped in without much resistance.

“You fucking slut!” she laughed. “I knew you’d love cock in your tight little ass.”

With that, she pushed the thick head of the cock into her pussy, sliding down it until her ass was pressed against the wall. Her legs shook as she struggled to take its enormous girth.

His own partner’s was less thick, but still much bigger than the cock dangling between his legs. And much bigger than a couple of fingers. As the shaft pushed into his ass, his legs felt weak and his tight hole felt like it couldn’t possibly stretch any further, but the strap kept him from moving even an inch away from the wall. The cock slid further and further into him, finally stopping when he felt like he was going to explode.

He heard her laughing and looked up to her face.

“I’m proud of you baby,” she said. “You took every inch of that cock like a good little slut.” She was slowly grinding her hips against the wall, clearly enjoying the enormous cock stretching out her pussy.

“Now he’s going to fuck you until you cum.”

His eyes widened, and he was about to object – another minute to adjust, please! – when the cock slid quickly out of his ass, leaving that empty feeling behind until it pushed hard back into him, making him moan loudly and grip the table firmly. His own cock throbbed as the thick shaft stretching his ass slid out again and pounded back in, this time sliding out immediately.

He was being fucked. He was being fucked in the ass by a cock he’d never seen. And like a slut, he was loving every inch.

“He’s gonna make you cum without even touching your cock,” he heard her say, in between her moans of pleasure. She had braced herself against the wall, and he could see she was struggling to take the shaft that was now ramming hard into her.

And she was right. He could already feel it building up, his cock throbbing as he tried to stay coherent. The dick pounding into his ass felt enormous, but his ass had stretched enough that only pleasure remained.

It stopped suddenly. He gasped as the head popped out of his abused ass, and heard her moan quietly across from. The room fell quiet for a moment, and she smiled at him.

“I didn’t say which one was going to do it,” she said. And then he felt it.

His ass had been violently stretched by his previous partner’s thick fingers and thicker cock, but it was still unprepared. As soon as this new head started to push in, he was whimpering. It was impossible, he thought. He’d seen how big it was – his ass couldn’t possibly stretch that far. But the head pushed steadily inward.

“Baby, I know you can do it,” she said. “We can be good little ass sluts together.” He looked up at her, moaning through gritted teeth, and saw her fingering her ass in front of him – evidently preparing for the new cock coming out of he gloryhole.

Then the head popped into his ass, and he screamed as the shaft soon followed. This partner wasn’t going to prepare him, or be gentle – he was almost instantly sliding in and out, his enormous cock stretching his ass too much, far too much. And yet.

His cock throbbed, and he was on the very edge of the biggest orgasm he’d ever felt. He desperately wanted to stroke it, but deep down he knew getting fucked in the ass like this was all he needed.

She had slid the other cock into her ass, grinding on it slowly and sliding it in inch by inch. It wasn’t long before she was pushing back on it, riding the wall with her ass and moaning in sync with him, filling her ass with cock.

She smiled at him as he watched her.

“Cum for me baby. I want you to. Cum with a giant cock stretching you. Cum for me. Mmm cum for me.”

That was all he needed. His cock throbbed and clenched, spraying cum onto the floor. And he was only pushed further when the cock in his ass throbbed as well, suddenly feeling twice the size in his abused and stretched asshole and shooting hot cum deep into him. He whimpered as his cock continued to leak onto the floor and the cock in his ass slowly shrunk. He’d never had an orgasm that good.

“Good boy,” she said. “I knew you could do it.”

[theanimalinmyhead]

Super Bowl Party

The doorbell rang, and my last guest had arrived. I opened the door and there he stood, smiling nervously at me.

“I brought some beer,” he said. “That’s what people do, right?”

I laughed and welcomed him inside, letting him know that people do indeed bring beer to Super Bowl parties. I introduced him to the five friends crowding my living room: Matt, the new guy at work. They said their hellos and then got back to watching the pre-game. I told Matt to take the free seat beside mine on the couch, and I went to the kitchen to put his beer in the fridge.

I came back to the living room and Matt was talking to John, who was sitting to his left on the couch. I handed Matt a beer, then walked to the front of the room.

“Alright, you cocksuckers,” I announced to the room. “Pre-game shots!”

I set the tray down on the coffee table, taking my own shot of whisky with me. I stood in front of the tv and raised the glass.

“To football!” I yelled, and everyone laughed before joining in - Matt quietly joining in, and John laughing while he shook his head at me.

———–

At the end of the first quarter, I got up to get our second round of shots. The beers were flowing with the series of drinking games I’d established, and the room was filled with the kind of noise only a group of tipsy friends can make.

I came back and handed out shots, raising mine once again and shouting the same toast, slamming back the whisky and taking my seat next to Matt.

A few minutes into the first quarter, I noticed that John’s hand was on Matt’s leg. Our new friend seemed only slightly uncomfortable about it, glancing down once in a while, but he said nothing. I could tell the others were getting antsy – and handsy – so I decided it was time.

I turned to Matt, and said, “Hey Matt. I’ve got a confession.”

He turned to me, eyebrows raised inquisitively.

“See, we don’t actually care about football,” I continued. “Instead, we have an annual tradition during the Super Bowl. We all get together, have some drinks, and fuck our brains out.”

Matt’s eyes went wide, and he laughed nervously, looking around the room, trying to see if I was joking.

“I’m serious, Matt. Now, I have a question,” I suddenly grabbed his hand roughly and pushed it onto my crotch. “Have you ever sucked a cock, Matt?”

He was startled, and tried to pull his hand away, but I kept it there.

“What are you doing?” he said.

“Just answer the question. Have you ever sucked a cock?”

He stammered out a no, still pulling his hand away from the growing stiffness in my pants. I laughed, and let go of his hand.

“Well, have you ever wanted to?” I asked, while unzipping my pants. I saw that John was rubbing himself over his pants beside Matt, his hand still on our new friend’s leg.

Matt looked around the room again, looking again for the joke, for some laughter.

“I mean… I’m not gay,” he said, nervously.

“Just answer the question Matt,” I said, sliding my half-erect cock out of my pants beside him.

He stared down at it, wide-eyed.

“You mean, you want me to… I’ve wondered about it,” he said, finally, his voice shaking as he stared down at my growing cock. His eyes locked on it only made me harder.

“Put your mouth on it,” I said, and the others in the room repeated it, turning it into a chant and egging him on. He looked me in the eye, swallowing hard and biting his lip. His hand slid over to my crotch, and he grabbed the base of my shaft, giving in to the pressure around him.

“On your knees. On the floor.” I said. The two men to my right laughed, Jason rubbing his hand over Todd’s crotch. John had kept up with me, and his cock was standing straight up as he gently stroked it, staring at mine and at Matt as the new guy shifted down to the floor.

To John’s left were Luke and Greg, who smiled at each other and stood up, moving over to John and getting in the same position as Matt was now in for me.

I spread my legs and told Matt to get in close. Then I grabbed my now-fully-erect cock firmly and pointed it at his mouth.

“You’ll love it,” I said.

He looked up at me nervously, then down at the thick cock just inches from his face. Then he leaned down and opened his mouth, nice and wide, and slid his lips over the head of my cock.

I moaned, telling him it felt amazing as he closed his eyes and let out his own moan – it seemed I was right.

To my left, the two men were taking turns doing the same to John’s large cock – almost as large as my own – and to my right… Jason was now on his knees on the floor as Todd bent over the chair he’d been sitting on. His pants were pulled down to his ankles and Jason’s face was pressed into his ass, his tongue presumably flicking over the tight hole in the centre.

I felt Matt’s tongue swirl in circles around the head of my cock and I told him to take more.

“Swallow my fucking cock,” I said, looking him in the eye as he looked up at me in shock. “Take it all or I won’t be gentle when I shove it up your ass.”

His eyes went wide and I thought he might abandon the project, but when I put my hand gently on the back of his head he closed his eyes and slid his mouth further onto my cock.

I looked to my left and caught Luke’s eye as he watched Greg take John’s cock in his throat. I winked and gestured for him to get behind the young man whose mouth I was fucking.

Luke had a huge grin as he moved over behind Matt, the hard-on he’d been stroking as he watched Greg and John swinging below him.

I grabbed Matt’s head to stop him from his duties and looked him in the eye.

“I wasn’t joking,” I said, and he looked at me, confused. “I’m going to fuck you in the ass.”

His eyes went wide, but he didn’t protest.

“Have you ever played with your ass before?” I continued.

He hesitated, looking down.

“Get your ass up in the air,” I told him. “But keep my cock in your mouth, I know you love it in there.”

He blushed hard, clearly considering his next move. Then Luke made it for him. Grabbing Matt by the hips, he pulled him from his kneeling position so that his butt was sticking up. Then Luke wasted no time in sliding his hand up to Matt’s crotch, clearly enjoying what he found there.

I heard moaning from my right and looked over, seeing exactly what I expected. Todd was still bent over the chair, but Jason was now standing behind him, two of his fingers buried in Todd’s tight asshole. That gave me an idea.

“Luke, take off Matt’s pants and finger him,” I said, smiling at Matt. Matt closed his eyes as if in resignation, but I felt his excitement as his tongue rubbed hard against the head of my cock, swirling and flicking and making me let out another moan.

As I did, I saw Matt smile around my cock.

It didn’t take long for Luke to yank off Matt’s pants, and when his finger pressed against Matt it slid right in.

“Looks like he’s enjoyed this before,” Luke said, smiling. “I think he needs another.”

A second finger slid into Matt, and I could see John shifting beside me, slouching on the couch and lifting his ass for Greg to access. I hadn’t seen it happen, but Greg was now standing in front of Josh, his cock now throbbing from the pleasure he had sucking Josh’s own enormous member. Greg was lubing his cock with one hand and as Josh slid his ass forward, Greg used his other hand to prepare the other man’s ass.

Seeing all this drove me wild with desire, and I grabbed Matt’s head hard, pushing him down onto my cock until I felt my head push into his throat. Luke watched, enraptured as he fingered Matt and began stroking his own cock again.

I continued holding Matt’s head, pushing up with my hips to fuck his throat as I heard him gag, not letting up until I knew he couldn’t take it anymore. I let go of his head, pushing him off my cock as he regained his composure.

“Well, Matt, you have a choice,” I said. “Who’s going to be your first?”

He looked at me, shocked, as I watched him visibly enjoy every time Luke’s fingers slid into him.

“You can start smallest if you’d like,” I continued. “Or, maybe you’re a bigger cockslut than you know, and you want someone to stretch you the fuck out.”

Luke was fingering him harder and harder, clearly excited by the idea of getting first shot at that virgin asshole, and Matt was starting to breathe heavily as my cock wobbled in front of his face.

He looked up at me and said, “Fuck me. I want your fucking cock in me.”

I laughed, then looked up at Luke and shrugged as apology. I pushed Matt off my lap and stood, then told him to lie on his back. Luke slid his fingers out of Matt and moved aside, but I grabbed him before he could go far.

“Want to keep using those?” I asked, winking at him. He grinned in return, and I grabbed his cock hard and let go as I turned towards Matt.

He was on his back in front of the couch. Just past his head were Greg and Todd. Greg had evidently left John out of a desire to slide his cock into Todd’s fingered ass, which he was now doing. Todd was moaning loudly, bent over the chair and rubbing his own cock vigorously as Greg’s thick dick stretched his ass out.

“See that, Matt?” I asked, looking down at him as I lubed up my cock. Todd yelled in pleasure and pain as Greg slammed his cock in hard. “Greg’s dick is nowhere near this size.”

I saw the virgin’s cock grow when I said that and laughed, kneeling down and pushing his legs up to his chest to reveal his tight pink asshole to me.

“I’ll make you wish you’d gone for somebody smaller,” I said, as I pressed the head of my cock against his ass. I felt Luke kneel behind me, his cock pressed against my ass cheek as his fingers found my own decidedly non-virgin hole. One finger slid in, and I moaned in pleasure as I slid forward, pushing my cock into Matt just slightly.

He yelled. Loud. The head my cock was only half in when the yelling started, and it only got louder as I pushed the rest of my swollen head into his wet asshole. His cock was rock hard, and his eyes were closed as the yells turned into moans.

Another finger slid into my ass, making me moan as I pushed more and more of my thick shaft into Matt, enjoying his squirming.

“I think you can take it all, you fucking cockslut,” I said between my own moans. “But now I want you to shut the fuck up.”

I told Todd and Greg to stop what they’re doing and get a cock in this slut’s mouth. Greg pulled out to let Todd off the chair so he could straddle Matt’s face, lowering his short fat cock into the waiting mouth. Greg decided he wasn’t finished and knelt behind Todd, gripping his hips hard and pushing back into Todd’s stretched ass.

I looked behind me out of curiosity, and saw John had Jason on the floor as well. Jason was facedown on the floor while John straddled him, pushing his own massive head into Jason’s waiting ass. The sight made me jealous, and so I yelled behind me.

“Stop fucking teasing me and fuck me!”

Luke laughed, and it wasn’t long before his fingers slipped out of me. I felt the head of his cock – a slim, average cock – pop into my lubed, stretched ass. Luke pushed hard into me, giving me no time to adjust and making me shout out in surprise.

It also made me push into Matt completely, the base of my cock swallowed by his ass. He screamed with Todd’s cock in his mouth, a muffled cry that expressed more pleasure than pain. I grabbed Matt’s cock – hard as a rock – and stroked him hard in rhythm with the pounding I was giving him. I was already close, and every time I pulled out I was pushing myself onto Luke’s cock, who was taking every advantage to fuck my ass as deeply as he could.

I felt my orgasm building inside me, and just as my cock throbbed inside Matt, stretching him even further, his own cock shot a huge spurt of cum all over his own chest. I filled him with cum, jamming my hips against him and unleashing inside his virgin ass – virgin no longer.

It didn’t take long for Todd and Greg to follow suit – they both came in Matt’s mouth, ensuring he was filled with cum at both ends. Luke pulled out of me after I came and took his own turn on Matt, sliding easily into the stretched and cum-soaked ass to fill Matt with another load. I lay back on the floor, watching John fuck Jason into the floor until Jason came all over – without even touching his cock. John winked at me, proud of the accomplishment.

“Matt?” I asked, unable to see his face.

I heard him swallow one final time, then answer sheepishly, “Yeah?”

“How was the Super Bowl party?”

[theanimalinmyhead]

Surprise

“So what have you got planned for tonight?” Sally asked.

Amy looked up, feigning ignorance, and asked, “What do you mean?”

“Whatever,” Sally laughed. “Guess we’re doing coffee for my bachelorette party!”

“Can we go home yet?”

“Of course!” said Amy. She had just heard from the others that the party was ready, and she was still determined to surprise Sally.

They got back to Sally’s and stood outside the front door.

“Is this when they all jump out and yell surprise?” Sally joked. “Don’t worry, I’ll pretend to be shocked.”

Amy just gave her a confused look, and waited until she opened the door. The door swung open and revealed the dark living room, with no lights on. Amy smiled as Sally stepped in, waiting for it to happen.

But nothing happened. Sally walked in and hit the light switch, revealing an empty room. She turned to look at Amy, confused and sad. Amy rushed past her into the room, wondering what had happened. Everyone was supposed to be there.

Her phone vibrated in her pocket, and she pulled it out. A text from Emma that just said, “Sorry. Couldn’t make it. Lisa and I had a last minute thing. Gina said she won’t be there either.”

Amy couldn’t believe it. They hadn’t set up anything, they weren’t there for the surprise, and now they weren’t even going to show up? What would she tell Sally?

She collapsed on the couch, and started to say, “Sally, I…” when Sally turned on her and said sharply, “I thought you were planning a bachelorette party!” Amy cringed on the couch. Sally walked towards her and stood over her, looking down on her furiously.

Then Amy heard a snicker from the other room, and her worry turned to confusion. Sally’s scowl slipped into a grin that she tried to hold back, but when she failed, she burst out laughing.

“Sorry Amy,” she said, laughing. “This just seemed too funny. I’ve wanted to do this since my engagement.”

Amy sat, stunned, as the three others came out of their hiding place.

“There’s something else I’ve wanted since my engagement,” Sally said, as three women walked in completely naked. “I’ve never been with a woman, and now I think you owe me for planning such a crappy party.”

“And we, well…” Emma began. She looked at the other two. “The bride gets what she wants, right?”

Amy looked at her three friends, then over to Sally. She was overwhelmed, but at the same time… she’d fantasized about Sally for years, never saying a thing. She couldn’t deny that, and now she had to wonder if her friend had known all along.

“…right,” she said, sheepishly, all too aware of the clothes on her body.

“So take it off,” said Sally. “Now.”

Amy tried to stand, but before she could, Emma and Lisa were on her. They grabbed her shirt before she could do anything and pulled it over her head, and while her face was covered, she felt someone undoing her jeans. Her shirt came off and she saw Gina on her knees in front of her tugging her pants off as Lisa held her arms and Emma undid her bra.

Sally was standing back, watching, one of her hands gently cupping her large breast over her soft sweater. She’d seen Amy partially nude before, but never like this. And watching the other three do what she wanted without her saying a thing was good in a way she hadn’t felt before. Before long, Amy’s small breasts were uncovered and she was sitting on the couch in just her blue panties.

“Get off her,” said Sally, suddenly. “Amy, get on the floor.”

The three women backed off, sitting on the couch or standing back to watch. Amy stood, hesitantly, but she smiled when the three women cheered her on. She sat down on the floor, looking up at Sally, waiting for what came next.

Taking two quick steps towards her, Sally bent down and pushed Amy onto her back, following her down to straddle her chest.

“Can I tell you what I want?” asked Sally. Amy nodded. “I want you to eat my pussy before my husband does.”

Amy looked up at Sally, feeling her weight on her chest, and smiled. Sally smiled down at her, and moved up Amy’s body, her skirt hanging down to encircle Amy’s head. She could smell Sally, and feel the heat coming from her pussy as she watched Sally slide her hand under the skirt and pull her black thong to the side before lowering her wet snatch onto Amy’s waiting mouth.

Sally moaned, feeling her friend’s lips press against her slit. She lowered herself firmly onto Amy’s face, feeling the other woman’s tongue flicking over her clit. She took off her sweater, getting more cheers from the women watching as her ample breasts were revealed. She undid her black lace bra and tossed it onto the floor, then lifted herself from Amy’s mouth.

“Someone take off my fucking panties,” she said, sliding to her back on the floor as Emma came over to pull off her soaked underwear. “Now take off Amy’s,” she continued. Gina moved between Amy’s legs and slowly slid off the blue panties, tossing them to the floor as well. Sally swung a leg over Amy again, straddling her, her skirt enveloping Amy’s head once again, but Sally was facing the other way now. She bent down, her face between Amy’s legs, and gently kisses her friend’s cunt, soaked from eating out Sally. She pressed her pussy back down onto Amy’s mouth, moaning loudly into the slit in front of her.

She flicked her tongue over Amy’s clit, loving the taste.

“Who wants to eat my ass?” Sally said, not looking up from Amy’s delicious cunt. “Somebody better fucking eat my ass.” It wasn’t long before she felt someone lift her skirt and drape it over her back, then a tongue flicked over her ass. She gasped from the feeling - nobody had eaten her ass before, and she hadn’t known whether any of the women would do it.

The tongue pressed harder and harder, licking circles around her asshole while Amy licked circles around her clit. She moaned, taking her mouth away from Amy’s slit, unable to catch her breath but sliding a finger up and down her wet pussy instead, pushing it in and loving the sound Amy made.

She felt the two women working on her pull away for a second, and heard them whispering behind her.

“What are you doing?” she said. “I told you to eat my ass.”

Suddenly, Amy’s legs wrapped around her head, trapping her face against that wet cunt.

“I think we’re done listening to you, Sally,” she heard Amy say. “We’re going to give you a real last gift now.”

“Whether you like it or not.”

Sally couldn’t move, and she felt the tongue return to her asshole, pressing hard and leaving her ass soaked with spit. She felt Amy’s arms wrap around her legs, ensuring she couldn’t move, as the tongue left her ass and was replaced by a finger.

“What are you doing!” Sally yelled, surprised. “This wasn’t the plan!”

The finger slid into her ass as she yelled out, hearing Amy moan behind her.

“You like Emma’s finger in you?” Amy asked. “I hope so because we’re not stopping there.”

Emma’s finger pushed into Sally until her yelling became moaning, and Amy brought her mouth back to the soaked slit pressed against it. Sally couldn’t help giving in to the pleasure, grinding on Amy’s mouth and pushing back on Emma’s finger until it was knuckle deep.

“We gave you your first time with a woman,” Amy said, pulling away from the dripping pussy that had soaked her face. “Now you’re going to give us another first.”

Amy released Sally from her hold and told her to get off. The bride-to-be moved off Amy, shaking, Emma’s finger not leaving its position.

Sally was on all fours on the floor, her ass in the air and filled with Emma’s finger, when she looked up and saw Lisa and Gina standing over her. An assortment of toys was on the floor in front of her, and both women were wearing nothing but strap-on harnesses.

Amy stood in front of Sally, and bent to pick up one of the toys. She held it out to Sally, a thick glass dildo, and said, “My gift to you is making this fit in every hole.”

End Part One.

[theanimalinmyhead]

Tricks

We’d been talking online for over a week by the time we decided to meet for a drink. I was excited to finally meet her, the cute brunette who’d been messaging me, but I was more excited about what might come after. Sally hadn’t been shy about that.

I stepped into the bar and didn’t recognize anyone sitting at the bar. I took a seat next to an empty one and ordered a beer, settling into my seat. The man sitting across the empty seat looked over and raised his glass, giving me a nod before looking back up to the tvs behind the bar.

When I’d finished half my beer, I found myself wondering if she’d stood me up. A sudden hand on my shoulder told me otherwise.

I looked to my right, and there she was. I stood up to embrace her, but stumbled as I saw her other hand brushing the other man’s back as he stood to do the same.

“What…” we both said, staring at each other.

“Sit, sit!” she said, smiling and gesturing. “I’ll explain, but sit!”

I hesitated, thinking I should just leave, but she turned to smile at me, brushing my arm. “Please sit,” she said.

Somehow I convinced myself to stay.

Five minutes later, I was ready to leave again. She’d explained her idea to the other guy – John – and me.

“I’ve been talking to both of you for a while,” she said. “I wanted to meet you both, and…” She’d paused.

“I wanted you to meet each other. You’re so alike! I thought you’d make great friends.”

I’d rolled my eyes then, awkwardly avoiding her gaze and staring into my beer. She’d ordered a second round for us, and I’d gulped down a sizable portion of that one by the time she’d finished explaining and apologizing for the deception. John and I had exchanged uncomfortable looks once or twice, but now I was avoiding his gaze as much as I was hers.

“Okay, how about this,” she started. “We get a table, we have a few drinks, and we just pretend it’s a normal night out.” She smiled at each of us, getting up out of her bar stool.

“Drinks on me, guys. Come on!”

I stared at my beer for a second, and shrugged. She’s nice, she’s buying me drinks, and I’m already here, I thought. I gulped back the second half of my beer and stood up, following her to a table. John took only a second longer than me to do the same.

Beer, shots – and a margarita, at one point – made the evening a blur. After I’d finished what I was sure would be my last beer, Sally ordered yet another round of shots, telling us she had a toast.

As the server set down the drinks, Sally raised hers, and looked back and forth between John and me, finally settling her eyes on my own.

“To two cocks at the same time,” she said, immediately knocking back the shot in her hands.

I was speechless. Part of me had been convinced that was what she was after, but I’d dismissed that thought as childish. Now, staring back at Sally as she smiled devilishly back at me, I felt a protest growing in my throat even as my cock grew in my pants. I swallowed nervously.

She winked at me and looked over to John, who was laughing quietly to himself. “To two cocks at the same time!” he repeated, knocking back the shot.

That cleared the block in my throat, and I started laughing too. I shook my head, silently refusing to repeat the toast as I slammed the shot.

Twenty minutes later, the three of us walked into her apartment.

Sally walked in effortlessly, as if those countless drinks had no effect, while John and I stumbled across her floor.

I ended up on the couch, blinking and confused. I couldn’t be this drunk, could I?

***

I woke up on the floor, still blinking and confused. I must have fallen off the couch, I thought.

Then I noticed the cuffs. My hands were bound in front of me, my ankles tied as well. I got up onto my knees in time to see Sally walk in the room.

She was wearing a black leather corset, her bare breasts spilling over the top – her only other piece of clothing, a pair of black heels. She walked straight towards me, smiling down at my confusion. Putting a glass of beer down in front of me, she caressed my face gently before walking off. I turned to watch, and saw her do the same for John.

“You… drugged us?” I said. John’s confusion turned to fear as I said it.

“I have a deal,” she said sweetly, stepping back to face us both. “But you should drink up. You’ll feel better.”

Seeing us hesitate, she added, “It’s the only way you’re getting out.”

I shook my head in confusion, picking up the glass and sipping slowly.

“Here’s the deal,” she said. “We’re not having a threesome. We’re having a twosome.” She smirked. “Well, you are.”

My heart started pounding in my chest. “What are you talking about?” I said. “Just let us out. This is insane!”

She just smiled at me, and said, “I’ve made my decision, then. Unzip John’s pants and take out his cock.”

“I’m not fucking doing that!” I said, as John simply yelled, “No!”

“Fine,” she said, pouting. “I guess I’ll have my own fun.”

She walked out of the room, leaving us with our beers and our awkward glances. I was working up the courage to ask him if he had any ideas how to get out, when she returned. Our eyes widened.

Sitting below the corset now was a tight-fitting leather harness with a large rubber dildo sticking straight out from it.

“If you don’t take out John’s cock,” she said, swinging her hips as she walked towards me, making the thick fake cock swing back and forth. “I’ll put this in your ass.”

I managed to stutter out a weak, “What?” as I stared up at her from the floor.

“Don’t worry,” she said, biting her lip. “You might like it.” With that, she walked quickly towards me. I tried to stand up and fell onto my side as she straddled me, pinning me down on my stomach as she reached to the front of my pants, undoing them as I flailed under her.

I could feel the stiff cock poking me in the legs and ass as she worked to get my pants off. She’d undone the button and the zipper when I finally yelled out, “Okay!”

She stopped, and I could feel the smile in her voice when she said, “Okay what?”

“I’ll take out John’s stupid dick!”

She laughed. “Don’t be so mean!”

“What!” said John. He started moving away from us, trying to stand as I did and falling over just the same. Sally stood up and quickly walked over to him, pulling him onto his knees and sitting on his calves, holding his arms from behind.

“He’s all yours, baby,” she said, winking at me.

I crawled over to John, not looking him in the eye. I undid his pants with my bound hands and slid them down, revealing a pair of loose boxers. I could see the shape under them, and I could also see it growing, despite his protests.

Was it as big as it looked? I found myself yearning to find out. Sliding his boxers down, I heard Sally moaning quietly as his cock was revealed.

My cock is big, don’t get me wrong. But John’s was huge. I couldn’t stop staring at it. I felt my own stiffening as I thought about the warm weight of his in my hand…

“What are you waiting for?” said Sally. “Put it in your mouth!”

I heard John groan, but whether it was good or bad, I couldn’t tell. I reached forward and slid my hand around his thick shaft, feeling that weight as I lifted it towards my mouth. Sally giggled as I opened my mouth, sticking my tongue out to lick the enormous purple head in front of me. I let my tongue slide up the bottom, then circle over the top, and then I took it in my mouth.

I’d never imagined this before. I’d never had a fantasy about putting another man’s cock in my mouth. But as soon as his head filled my mouth, I felt my own throb. I slid more and more of him into me, until I could take no more. I could feel with my hand how little of him I had fit. I opened my eyes and looked up, seeing John and Sally looking down at me – one smiling, the other biting his lip nervously.

I slid my mouth back off his cock, letting it fall out of my mouth.

“You call that a blowjob?” said Sally.

She reached around John and grabbed my head, then yelled at him to help her. He used his bound hands to slip his cock back against my lips, and although I pretended to struggle, she pulled my mouth down around his shaft.

Then she facefucked me with his cock.

She pushed and pulled my head as I gagged on his massive member, making sure I could come up for air before she jammed my throat full of him once again.

Then she stopped, and started giggling again.

“Are you rubbing yourself right now?” she asked, and I realized she was right. I had been rubbing my cock through my pants while my mouth was full of John’s cock.

“I think you’re ready,” she said.

With no idea what she meant, I was left confused, on my hands and knees on the floor in front of John’s enormous swinging dick, soaked in my spit. She got up, and then reached down to me with her hands. I stood up with her help, and she led me to the bedroom, my feet shuffling slowly.

She stopped me at the bed, pulling my pants down to my ankles suddenly, revealing the throbbing result of my first blowjob. She looked at it approvingly, and then she pushed me backwards onto the bed.

I was shocked, too shocked to do anything when she suddenly uncuffed my hands. Before I could recover, she’d cuffed one hand to one bedpost, and soon she’d done the same with the other. Then she untied my legs and slid my pants off completely, and as I lay there, my cock standing straight up and her bare pussy plain for me to see, I thought I knew what was coming.

Then she left the room.

Minutes later, she came in with John in two. She’d similarly untied his ankles, and she led him to kneel on the bed below me.

As his cock pointed towards me, I realized my mistake. This was a twosome, not a threesome.

As quickly as she had with me, she uncuffed his hands – but she then cuffed each of his hands to one of my ankles. Then she lifted my legs, revealing my little pink ass to both of them.

“Eat it,” she said. A quiver went through my body, and John’s face scrunched. “Eat it or you get the strap,” she said, wiggling so her rubber cock bounced against his hip.

I saw his erection grow with the threat.

He thought for a second, and after a nervous look up at me, he leaned forward, his arms lifting and spreading my legs as I felt his breath on my asshole.

And then his tongue.

He licked gently at first, just flicking, but as he heard me begrudgingly enjoying it, I could feel him trying harder. His tongue looped in whirls and twists, tickling and licking my tight ass.

“If you eat it well, you get a treat,” she said, winking at me. The enjoyment from his work faded as I realized I was right about what came next.

“No no no,” I said, pulling on my restraints.

Sally laughed. “You got facefucked to avoid getting fucked in the ass.”

“But turns out you were fucked either way.”

John looked up at her in confusion, and she pulled him upright.

“I’m going to lube up that huge cock of yours,” she said, stroking him. “And you’re going to slide it into that little virgin.”

John looked speechless, but his cock said it all. That fucker was going to enjoy it. He wanted it.

When Sally started rubbing lube on me… I realized maybe I did too. Her finger slid in the tiniest bit, making me moan in surprise, and I gave in.

Her finger slid in all the way. She slid it in and out, forcing moans out of me and making my cock throb with need. A second finger went in, but she wasn’t satisfied until I felt a third finger push into me, stretching my ass and hurting.

“You better save your energy,” she said to me. “This is going to be rough.”

She pushed John up against my hips as he held my legs up and apart. Then she rubbed the head of his cock around my wet asshole.

It felt even better than his tongue.

I heard him whisper, “Fuck,” and then I felt him push.

The tip of his cock stretched me more and more as he pushed, and then he stopped. She held him in place.

“Get used to it, little cockslut,” she said to me. “Let it stretch you out.”

I could see she was staring intently at my ass, watching his shaft start pushing into me again as her hand slid between her legs. Her other hand wrapped around my cock and started jerking me off.

“Fuck him,” she moaned. “Fuck him hard!”

John pushed further into me, making me cry out as his unbelievable cock filled me up. My asshole could barely take it as he pushed into me completely, his hips against mine.

“I knew you could take it,” said Sally, breathing heavily as her fingers worked inside her harness.

All I could do was moan as John started pulling out of me, and then he pushed back in.

He fucked me with his massive cock as she stroked me hard, her hand working up and down my shaft as her tits bounced above the corset. John plowed into me harder than I could believe, but it was nothing but pleasure when the head of his cock was buried deep in me.

“Cum for me,” she said. “You both better fucking cum for me right now.”

Her strokes became more aggressive as I felt John speed up, his thrusts turning my moans silent. I could feel his cock throbbing, pulsing, ready to shoot his cum into me, and when it did, I shot my own straight into the air, moaning loudly.

[theanimalinmyhead]

Prison 2

A sequel to http://theanimalinmyhead.tumblr.com/post/146694008940/prison

I stood across the street from Johnson’s house, waiting for him to come home. I had dealt with the yearning for long enough, I told myself. It was time to take action.

It had been weeks since he and the other prisoners had fucked and humiliated me in the showers, but… thoughts of his cock had never left my mind. I fingered my ass every time I jerked off, and I’d even tried a vibrator once, but nothing felt the same as being split open by the massive head of his rod.

I was thinking about the possibility of going inside, of finding him in there… when I felt a hand grab the back of my neck. The rough voice that whispered in my ear was familiar: “You back for more, little slut?”

It was him. The sound of his voice made my body tense. I couldn’t stop him as he pushed me across the street towards his house. He opened the door, and we both went inside.

He guided me to a living room, still grasping my neck, and then shoved me towards a couch. I sat down hard, staring up at him as he stood in the middle of the room.

“Well?” he asked.

“Well what?” I managed to say.

“Well, I don’t think you’re supposed to be guarding me anymore,” he laughed. “Why are you here?”

I struggled for words, and as time went by his smile grew.

“You want me to fuck you again?” he asked, sliding his hand over to his crotch. “You want me to split your ass open and make you cum like a little slut?”

I tried to yell out an objection. I tried to yell, “No! No, you fucking disgusting pig!” Instead… I said nothing as my erection grew. As my body yearned to be filled.

He laughed, slowly undoing his pants as he stood in front of me. “I remember how hard you came last time,” he said. “I shouldn’t be surprised you want me to bend you over again.”

Just then, a woman walked into the room. I looked over in shock, and Johnson smirked.

“Hey honey,” he said to the woman. “We have a new plaything.”

She looked me up and down, smiling, then went over to kiss her husband. She was tall and plump, with a thick ass and large breasts, and a cascade of dark brown hair down her back.

“Did you fuck him before?” she asked her husband.

When he nodded, she giggled.

“I think I know how he feels.”

She slid her hand down to his fly, finishing what he had started and then pulling his pants down. His erection was already evident through the tight underwear he was wearing.

“Make him suck it,” she said. I squirmed in my seat, trying to convince myself to leave, to refuse, to do anything but yearn for his cock in my mouth.

He walked towards me, working his underwear down slightly and pulling his cock out. It hung down, not fully erect yet and already so thick.

“Get on your knees, if you want it,” he said. “Of course, you could always leave.”

I knew he was taunting me. I knew I’d get on my knees for him.

And I did. I slid from the couch onto my knees, looking up at him as he stood over me. I could see his wife watching as he grabbed his half-hard cock and smacked me in the cheek with it. I felt ashamed when I tried to grab with my mouth, and more when he laughed.

“Have it your way,” he said, and he grabbed the back of my head. “Open your mouth, then, little slut.”

I did, and he dropped his cock into it. I sucked on his head as his erection grew, the head beginning to stretch my jaw. When he was hard enough, he started to push deeper into my mouth, his massive head pressing into my throat. I gagged as he pushed, but he didn’t stop, jamming that thick head into me.

“Mmm honey, he took almost as much as I do!” I heard his wife say from beside me. She was sitting in a chair, her skirt pulled up and her fingers playing idly across the outside of her lace panties.

Soon I couldn’t see her, as tears began to form in my eyes. Johnson slid his cock out of my throat, letting me breathe for a moment before he jammed it back, his firm grip on my head letting him fuck my throat. The tears began to flow as I gagged, but I slid my tongue across the bottom of his cock, the feeling of it filling my mouth making me ache for him to do… more.

The next time he pulled out, he moved his hand from the back of his head to my chin, lifting my face to look up at him.

“You know what I really remember from the last time?” he asked. His wife giggled, and I winced. “You eating my ass.”

He suddenly grabbed me by the shoulders, throwing me onto the floor. He pulled his underwear off entirely, and before I could even think to resist, he was straddling my face, his asshole pressed down against my lips and his enormous balls resting on my chin.

I hated myself as I stuck my tongue out slowly, lightly licking the hole that was pressed against my mouth. I heard him moan and shout in joy as my tongue flicked against his hole, then circled it, pushing harder and harder.

I felt someone grabbing my pants, undoing the button and the fly as I lay helpless under Johnson’s ass. My pants and underwear were soon pulled down to my ankles, my cock standing fully erect, betraying my lust. I was filled with embarrassment when I thought of Johnson’s wife watching my erection grow while I ate her husband’s ass.

Suddenly, I felt Johnson’s hands grab my legs. He pulled them up to my chest - a position familiar to me - and I felt another pair of hands grab my ass cheeks. I realized his wife was staring at my hole - spreading my ass to reveal it - and I tried to resist. This was too much, I thought. I hadn’t counted on her being involved.

Then I felt her tongue on my asshole, and bliss washed away my embarrassment. She pressed her tongue against my hole and swirled it, as I did the same to her husband. The feel of her tongue felt amazing, but only made me long for the cock dangling above my chin. I knew it would hurt, but I knew it could fill my desires.

Johnson must have sensed my desires. He lifted off my mouth, grabbing his wife by the hair and kissing her hard as he lifted her from my ass. She stayed sitting between my legs as he walked out of the room. When he returned, my embarrassment returned, and I tried once again to convince myself to leave.

He handed his wife a leather harness and a thick dildo - realistic, black, and veiny, with enormous fake balls. She stood in front of me, revealing she’d removed her panties, and slid on the harness and dildo, letting it swing back and forth in front of her.

“Don’t worry, buddy,” Johnson said. “She fucks me with it all the time. It’s not too big.”

With that, he straddled me again, but this time over my stomach. He pinned me down by the arms as his wife pushed my legs up and apart. I felt the head of the large rubber cock press against my hole, and it made me ache.

She rubbed it against my hole, pushing in lightly and swirling it around the rim of my ass. Johnson put his weight fully on my wrists as she pushed into me, the rubber head stretching my ass before popping in. I moaned in pleasure, not fighting Johnson’s grip as his wife pushed deeper into me.

He held me down, his weight keeping me in place as his wife plowed into me, the fake balls on her cock hitting me every time she pushed in. My cock, trapped under Johnson’s weight, yearned for release every time her dildo rubbed past my prostate.

Johnson eventually loosened his grip on my wrists, but his hands immediately moved to my head, grabbing the sides and sliding his body up until the head of his cock was against my lips. I opened my mouth for him to slide in again, but he moved up and instead I felt his balls against my lips. I sucked one into my mouth, rolling it and sucking it, rubbing my tongue over it. I moaned around it as his wife continued to fuck my ass, her rubber cock stretching me out.

I felt her hand wrap around my cock. It was desperate for attention and I felt myself close to orgasm as soon as she touched it. She stroked slowly up and down as she fucked me faster, coaxing the cum out of me as I suckled on her husband’s nut.

When I was so close it almost hurt, I felt her hand immediately let go. She pulled out of my ass slowly, the thick head of the dildo leaving an empty feeling as it slid away from me. When her husband stood up, I knew what I was in for. His enormously thick cock hung over me as I lay on my back, and he winked down at me.

Johnson grabbed my arms, pulling me up until I was standing. Then he pushed me hard backwards into the couch behind me, making me fall onto it. He grabbed my legs, twisting them until I was facedown on the seat of the couch, my knees on the ground in front of him.

“Arch your back like you want it, you stupid slut,” he said. He smacked my ass hard, making me cry out in pain. Then I felt his finger jammed into me so hard it made me cry out again. It felt so familiar - the thick, callused finger plunged to the knuckle inside me. He partnered it with another, and soon I was moaning loudly into the couch cushion as he fingered my ass.

His wife knelt down beside me, her lube-covered hand grabbing my cock and milking it slowly. Johnson’s fingers pushed into me over and over, bringing me back to the brink of orgasm. When my moan changed pitch, I felt his fingers pull out of me suddenly.

They were quickly replaced with the hot end of his cock. My asshole - already abused by her strap-on and his fingers - strained to take him in. My moans turned to screams as he pushed and pushed, and his hand pushed my face down into the couch to muffle them. I felt the head of his cock enter me, but he gave me no chance to get used to it as he continued to push his massive shaft into my stretched hole.

His wife continued to milk me, her hand stroking up and down and twisting around the tip of my dick. Every time he pushed into me, I felt her bringing me closer to the edge. It wasn’t long before I felt him getting there too - his cock began to throb with every thrust.

I couldn’t wait until he filled my ass with his hot cum.

Before he did, though, he pulled out, leaving me desperate and empty.

“Roll over,” he said.

I didn’t quite understand what he meant, but I tried just rolling over to sit on the floor in front of him. He laughed, taking the chance to slap my face with his lube-soaked and rock-hard cock, and then he and his wife grabbed me roughly, turning me until I was on my upper back, my lower back supported by the couch, with my legs up in the air. Johnson moved to stand directly over my ass, and I couldn’t help yearning for the enormous cock he had hanging right over my waiting asshole. He lowered it until the head pressed against me, and then he stopped.

“Beg me for it,” he said. “Tell me you can’t cum without me.”

I moaned, too desperate for his cock to fill me to answer.

“Beg for it!” he yelled, slapping my ass.

“Please,” I choked out. “Please, I can’t cum without your cock.”

He laughed, pressing the thick head of his cock against my hole until it popped in and following it up with the entirety of his long shaft. I cried out in pain, and moaned in pleasure as he slid out and in of me, and as his wife wrapped her hand around my shaft again, working it as hard as her husband was working my ass.

I felt his cock throb harder and harder again inside me, the feeling making me do the same in his wife’s hand. My cock, pointed down at my face, began to leak precum as she jerked me off.

When Johnson’s cock started spasming, filling me with spurt after spurt of his cum, my own cock unloaded onto my face. His wife giggled as he and I moaned and yelled our pleasure and my cum splattered on my face.

“Next time, I hope you cum on my face,” she said to me, licking a line of cum off my cheek.

“Or maybe in my ass.”

[theanimalinmyhead]

Prison

I heard a cry for help, and burst into the showers. Several of the men turned and looked at me, then laughed quietly and went back to their business.

Directly across the room, Johnson was standing under a stream of water and staring at me, smiling.

“Hey guard,” he said. “Simons fell.”

I walked to where he was pointing. Simons was lying on the floor of the bathroom – he looked unconscious.

“What the fuck happened here?” I asked as I knelt down to see if Simons was breathing. There was no blood, but his body looked limp.

“It was just an accident officer,” I heard Johnson say behind me. Some of the other men laughed.

I stood back up, turning to tell Johnson to get up against the wall and tell me what happened, when I felt a hand grab my leg. I looked down, and Simons was smiling at me. He pulled my leg, and I fell hard on the slippery floor of the showers.

Immediately, Johnson’s massive arms were around my neck. I fought to get his arms off me as I felt the other men’s hands grabbing the equipment off my belt. When it was empty, Johnson squeezed my neck harder and rolled me onto my stomach, my clothing soaked from the floor and his dripping body.

He sat on my back, his weight holding me down as Simons and another man pinned down my arms.

Johnson whispered in ear, “Do you feel that?”

I knew what he was talking about. I could feel it lying on my lower back – it was getting heavier and pressing down on me.

“What the fuck do you think you’re doing?” I yelled. “Do you know what happens to inmate who assault guards?”

“Do you know what happens…” he began, and I felt him making a humping motion as he sat on top of me, “To guards who try to FUCK with me?”

“Get the fuck off me, Johnson!” I yelled again, hoping another guard would hear me.

Johnson just laughed and slid his weight off of me.

“Hold him tight, boys,” he said to the men pinning my arms. “He’s going to struggle.”

Simons wrapped his hand around my mouth – apparently I was done yelling.

Panic set in when I felt a wet hand slide down the back of my pants. Nobody had heard me, and nobody was going to hear me. A finger slid between my cheeks and pressed against my hole. It was thick and callused and pushed hard against my ass, trying to get in.

I started yelling into the hand wrapped around my mouth. A hard slap to the back of my head turned the shouting into groans. I felt the finger press harder until it popped into me. I heard Johnson laugh.

“This little fucker took my finger like it was nothing!”

I clenched my teeth against the pain. His finger was thick, stretching me out more than my own had ever done. And I could tell he’d only barely slid in.

“Hey guard, you like my finger inside you, don’t you?” he taunted. I could feel him moving it inside me and trying to push it in deeper. “Tell me you like me fingering your ass and I’ll stop,” he said.

I let out a muffled fuck you, and felt him slide his finger out of me.

“Roll him the fuck over,” he said, and Simons and the other man – who turned out to be Pyle – rolled me onto my back. Simons hand was still clamped to my mouth as I looked up. Johnson was now standing over me, his muscled frame still wet from the shower and his cock standing straight out in front of him. It was massive – veiny and thick.

“Are you staring at my cock?” he asked. “Is that why you didn’t love my fingers? You wanted something bigger?”

I shook my head, and I could tell he saw the fear in my face. He straddled me again, his cock resting on top of my own.

“Well, we can fix that right up for you, guard,” he said as he undid my belt and pants. Opening my pants, he jammed his hand down and grabbed the shaft of my cock, squeezing hard.

I winced – in part from the pain, but also because he could tell I was getting hard. My own cock was betraying me to this maniac.

He just grinned at me as he stood up again, and then he grabbed my legs and spread them, kneeling in between. He pushed my legs up onto his shoulders, and then he grabbed the back of my pants and yanked them off my ass. He took my underwear with them, pushing my legs up into the air and sliding everything down to my ankles.

I tried to struggle, but his grip was impossibly hard, and the two men holding me down weren’t letting up. I could see they were both erect watching Johnson handle me this way, and when Simons saw me look at his cock, he leered down at me.

“Don’t worry, bitch,” he said. “You’ll get a taste.”

“Speaking of,” said Johnson, and he pushed my legs to the side and stood up. “I haven’t had my ass licked in ages.”

Again I struggled, but I was helpless as he stepped around the two men and stood over my face. Simons removed his hand, and Johnson straddled me. His enormous cock landed on me first, and his balls laid on my chin as his asshole pressed down onto my mouth.

I would have gagged if I had been able to breathe. I refused to open my mouth, much less lick what was being offered, but then I felt his hand wrap around my balls. A new panic set in just as he started to squeeze.

I yelled, muffled. He laughed. I knew the deal.

I stuck my tongue out, tentatively. It immediately touched his hole. I licked, very lightly, up and down, until I felt him squeeze again. I gave in.

My mouth opened fully and I pressed my tongue against his hole, licking in circles and pushing just slightly inside.

“Oh fuck,” I heard him moan. “I knew you could eat ass. That’s a good boy. And good boys get treats.”

He lifted himself off my face and grabbed the shaft of his cock, aiming the head at my mouth. Then he pushed in.

His girth stretched my jaw wide as I tried to fit the head in my mouth. I knew what would happen if I didn’t do what I was told.

The head was hot and hard in my mouth, and I flicked my tongue over it, trying to stop from crying as he pushed that thick head into my throat.

He was using his hand to jerk himself off while I sucked him, and I started to worry he was going to make me swallow his cum. I could already taste precum in my mouth.

But after he’d forced almost half his cock into my mouth, he started to slide it out. Tears streamed from my eyes and my jaw ached.

“Good gift, right?” he smirked down at me.

He stood up and moved back between my legs, kneeling down. I felt his finger return to my asshole and cringed as he slid it back in, spitting to get it wet.

This time, he slid it in all the way. I cried out, and Simons slapped his hand back onto my mouth. Then Simons grabbed my hand and, instead of holding me down, pressed it against his cock, wrapping my hand around it.

“Or else,” he said, and I got the message. I stroked his cock while Johnson fingered me, his finger up to the hilt now as he moved it inside me.

Another finger was added, and I moaned as it stretched me further. His fingers were too thick for me to take – but again my cock betrayed me. It stood straight up, telling Johnson everything he needed to know.

“I’m going to tear you up, guard,” he said. “And I’m going to make you fucking cum while I do it.”

With that, he slid his fingers out of me. My legs were pushed together and my knees bent up to my chest as I felt that thick cock head press against my stretched hole.

I closed my eyes, gritting my teeth as he pushed into me. It felt like a fist. I couldn’t help crying out in pain, but as he stayed still with the head of his cock in me, the pain slowly turned to pleasure. Johnson could feel me letting him in, and he accepted. A slow but firm thrust pushed more than half his cock into me, and I squirmed on the floor as it painfully stretched my asshole and brought a familiar ache to my cock.

“Return the favour, Simons!” Johnson shouted. Simons reached between my legs and wrapped his hand around my cock, spitting on it and beginning to vigorously jack me off. My hand was still wrapped around his cock as Johnson pushed the rest of himself into me. I thought I was going to die – his cock filled me up, but as he started to slide it out, I just wanted it back in me.

And he knew it.

I moaned as he slipped the head of his cock out of my abused hole, and then cried out in pleasure as he plunged it back in, fucking my ass with his massive prick harder and rougher than I could handle. Precum leaked out of me as his cock abused every sensitive spot inside me.

Simons was an expert, and it wasn’t long before I was on the brink. Johnson could tell – my hips were arching and I was pushing back on his impossibly deep thrusts.

I felt his cock throb, and the sensation made mine do the same. He exploded in me, filling me with hot cum as his cock grew even thicker. I cried from pain and pleasure as I shot cum from my own cock all over my stomach – Simons came as well, my hand giving him what he needed as he came all over my chest.

I lay there on the floor as Johnson slid his cock out of me.

“I knew you’d fucking love it,” he said. I gasped for air.

“Your turn, Pyle,” he said.

[theanimalinmyhead]

#4.

This is the conclusion to a series of stories. I hope you enjoy!

#3, here.

#2, here.

#1 is here.

I left the apartment with a phone number and an aching cock. The woman, Laura – I learned her name as I walked out the door – had told me to shower and get out before she felt the need to ruin my ass again, and I had obliged.

But I knew we weren’t finished.

It had been a week since my evening adventures with the wife and husband and the morning I spent worshipping Laura, and I had barely slept in all that time. I spent my time in bed fantasizing about the three of them – the tender demands of the wife, the verbal and sexual abuses of Laura, and, if I’m being honest, the massive cock of the husband. My worries about my orientation may have been assuaged by the experience with Laura, but I knew that she was also right about my newfound desire.

It seemed that no matter how much I masturbated during the day – an event that now always involved playing with my ass – I would wake up sweating in the night after dreaming about round curves, tight ass, and his thick cock.

And that’s when I called Laura.

I was terrified. I didn’t know what I would do if she rejected me. She was my only connection; my only way to get back into that world of pleasure.

“Hello?” she answered.

“Hey, Laura, it’s uh… me, we met on the weekend?”

She laughed. “I know who you are, silly. Why are you finally calling?”

“I, well… can I see you?”

There was a pause. And then, “Come over tonight.”

My cock twitched as she said it, and I felt that old yearning. I couldn’t help but picture her on the other end of the phone, lubing up her strap-on to prepare for tonight.

“And bring that nice cock of yours,” she finished. And then she hung up on me.

She buzzed me into the building, and when I knocked on the apartment door she answered quickly. When she opened the door and smiled, I smiled back and resisted eyeing her body.

She didn’t do the same. I felt her eyes move over me and stop on the now-obvious bulge in my pants. She smiled bigger, and turned to let me in.

“Some wine?” she offered, and I said yes. She walked to the kitchen, and I took that opportunity to let my eyes follow her thick round ass. A tight white dress flowed over her curves, making her hips look impossibly wide as she strutted into the kitchen.

“Make yourself comfortable,” she said.

I sat on the couch, restless and uncomfortable with the erection throbbing in my pants. I glanced around the room, taking in the living room I had hardly seen previously.

My phone vibrated, so I pulled it out of my pocket to look. A text from Laura’s number? Unlocking my phone, I saw it… a photo of her chest, the front of the dress pulled down to reveal her massive breasts held up by her arm. My whole body tensed as desire ripped through me. A text came after saying, “Hope you’re waiting patiently.”

I smiled, knowing I had no patience left.

Then another text, “This is a distraction.”

I read it, confused, and then I heard footsteps from the kitchen. I looked up.

Laura stood in the doorway – her dress back on – and beside her was the wife. I made an audible sigh when my eyes caught hers, and a tingle swept through my body.

She smiled at me. When she said hi, I barely answered. My mind was racing and my body was filled with yearning, but… I started laughing. That was the same trick she had pulled before. We’d really come full circle.

They looked at each other as I laughed, and walked towards me. I moved to stand, thinking a hug might be the right move here, but together they pushed me back down onto the couch, and then grabbed me roughly and rolled me over, yanking my hands behind my back and bending me over the seat of the couch.

I initially fought back, but it didn’t take long to admit to myself that I wanted this. Whatever they planned, I wanted it, and their roughness only sent thrills through my body.

When I was face down on the couch, Laura got on top of me, putting her weight on my back. My wrists were brought together and I felt Laura’s hands hold them together while the wife put them in cuffs.

Sudden fear clenched my body. I had never been tied up before, and it was frightening at first, but… another moment of self-reflection made me embrace it. There was no denying the erection that had only grown harder as these women forced me to do what they wanted.

I felt hands – the wife’s, I was sure – undoing my pants and pulling them down. I heard a giggle as my hard cock popped out of my underwear as my clothes were pulled down, and a hand grabbed it firmly.

I had never been this close to cumming without even touching myself, and her soft hand on my cock almost sent me over. Then I felt her lips on my ass, and… I don’t know how I held on.

She licked my ass gently, Laura encouraging her as she sat on me and watched.

“Don’t worry,” said the wife. “It won’t hurt.”

Then I felt pressure on my hole and something wet slid in. It was slim, and when it popped in I knew it was a small butt plug.

“There!” the wife continued. “Now you’re ready for us.”

She pulled my pants back up, tucking my throbbing cock back into my boxers, and Laura moved off my back.

“Stand up,” said Laura. “And join us in the bedroom.”

I stood up slowly, hands cuffed behind me and a toy sending waves of pleasure through my ass. They walked together into the bedroom, and I followed.

When I came in, they were sitting side by side on the edge of the bed. They pointed at a small wooden chair beside the bed, so I sat in it, moaning quietly when the plug was pushed into me. It was loud enough for them to hear, and they looked at each other and giggled.

“This is your reward for being such a good slut for us,” said Laura, once again staring at the bulge in my pants. “You get to watch.”

She leaned over and held the wife’s head, pulling her in for a kiss. They kissed hard, lips pressed together and tongues gliding over each other. The wife slid a hand down to Laura’s crotch, cupping it firmly over the tight dress as Laura’s legs spread.

Laura moaned quietly as the wife’s hand began rubbing, but suddenly Laura’s own hand grabbed the wife by the throat. Laura pushed her down on her back, her legs still dangling off the bed, and in another quick motion Laura climbed onto the bed and straddled the wife, facing down her body.

Laura met my eyes and winked, her hands sliding down the wife’s body to undo her pants. Once the fly was down, she bent down to grab the wife’s knees and pull her legs up in the air. She then reached under the thick ass hidden by the jeans to slide them up, taking the wife’s panties with them, to give me an amazing view.

The wife’s pussy was already wet, and I sighed as it was revealed. Then my eyes moved to the tight pink asshole framed by her round ass, and I strained against my handcuffs. My cock was practically shouting to be stroked, sucked, fucked, abused…

Laura spread the wife’s legs in the air, once again smiling at me and my obvious need, and then she leaned down to bring her mouth to the wife’s waiting pussy. I sat squirming as the wife did the same, Laura’s tongue flicking over her clit and her hand moving down to slide gently over her vagina… then sliding inside. She fingered the wife gently, tongue and lips working on her clit less gently. Every once in a while she would look up from that dripping hot pussy to look at me and smile, biting her lip and gazing at the cock hidden by my pants.

I had begun moving my hips back and forth on the chair, moving the plug in my ass to satisfy the ache that came from my inability to touch my cock. When Laura noticed, she sat up and moved off the wife. I filled with hope, thinking I could finally join, but instead she told the wife to move further into the bed. Laura moved back onto the bed, but this time facing away from me, on her hands and knees with her face once again buried in the wife’s inviting cunt.

Laura’s hand moved back and found the hem of her dress, slowly sliding her dress up to show me that there was nothing underneath… Well, nothing but her massive ass and a pussy that was as wet as the one she was eating. Her finger slid over her pussy, then made a beckoning motion at me. I sat still, unsure what it meant until it finally dawned on me.

I stood up, loving the wave of pleasure the plug gave me once again, and moved to kneel at the side of the bed. I brought my mouth to Laura’s waiting pussy and felt her hand lightly brush my cheek in approval. My tongue flicked over her clit as I brought my lips to it, kissing and lightly sucking as I licked it. My efforts were rewarded with a quiet moan from her – muffled as she pressed her face into the wife.

The wife’s moans grew loud, and when they hit a certain pitch Laura moved away, at the same time pulling her soaked pussy away from me.

“Stand up,” said Laura, as she moved towards me. She undid my pants again and pushed them to the floor. I stepped out of them as she grabbed my cock and immediately took it into her mouth. Her tongue swept over it, licking in circles around the thick head and soaking my cock. One hand cupped my balls as she blew me, and her other reached around to push on the plug. I almost came hard into her mouth when she first touched the toy in my ass, but resisted as she looked up at me. She took her mouth off my cock and looked at the wife, who smiled up at me from her back and bit her lip as she slid a finger into her pussy.

“Come here.”

I quickly moved onto the bed and she rolled over, getting on her hands and knees with her round ass sticking up and out. Laura moved with me and guided my cock, rubbing it against the hot wet pussy in front of me and then pushing the head inside. The wife and I moaned simultaneously, her warm pussy gripping my cock and satisfying my burning desire. I pushed in more, until I was deep in her pussy, stretching it out.

Laura moved behind me, pressing on the plug as I slid my cock in and out of the wife. I moaned in ecstasy, and Laura encouraged me.

“Fuck her hard, little cockslut, and you’ll get a reward.”

The tight cunt I was fucking seemed like reward enough, but I pounded into it harder, struggling to keep my balance with my hands behind my back. Laura moved from behind me, instead coming around to straddle the wife’s head – which was pressed firmly into the bed – and she rubbed the thick ass cheeks my hips were slamming into. She looked up at me as she sucked one of her fingers, then brought it back down to the wife’s ass, lightly rubbing the hole in circles before inserting just the first knuckle. The wife’s moans grew into a scream as Laura pressed on, inserting her finger knuckle deep in that tight ass.

Then Laura winked at me and, sliding the finger out, poured lube onto the inviting hole. She slid two fingers in the next time, looking me in the eye as she did.

“We make a good team,” she said, as she slid her two fingers in and out. The wife began to push back on my cock as I pushed it into her, her screams turning to whimpers as she said, “I’m cumming, oh fuck fuck fuck.”

She came, with my cock pounding in and out of her stretched-out pussy and Laura’s fingers knuckle deep in her little asshole. Laura smiled at me as she slid her fingers out, and said, “My turn.”

She pulled her dress over her head, revealing her huge pillowy breasts in a lacy bra that she quickly removed as well. Lying on her back on the bed, she put a pillow under her ass, pushing her pussy and ass invitingly upwards.

“Eat me again,” she said, biting her lip at me. “Eat my little pussy before you stretch it.”

I slid onto my stomach between her spread legs, my mouth finding her hot wet cunt and kissing it lightly, teasing her. She moaned quietly and giggled, and I pressed my lips hard against her, grinding my tongue against her clit and making her gasp. Her hands grabbed her tits, squeezing them as I worked my tongue over every inch of her pussy, then brought it home to her swollen clit.

As I buried my face into her, I felt the wife move to straddle my legs. She massaged my ass cheeks, squeezing them and lightly spanking them as I ate Laura’s pussy, then she pressed her fingers against the plug and made me gasp. She started pushing it rhythmically, and I struggled to focus on the clit in front of me while waves of pleasure shot through my ass. My cock throbbed underneath me.

Laura moved her hands down to my head and pushed… but not away. She pushed me down until my mouth found her ass, a tiny tight hole surrounded by her thick round ass.

“Eat my fucking ass like last time,” she moaned. “You eat it so well.”

I licked her ass in circles while the wife continued to play with mine, and as I looked up at Laura I saw that she had slid two fingers into her pussy, fingering herself hard as I ate.

“Now fuck it, please,” she managed. “Stretch my fucking ass.”

The wife stopped her play and grabbed my wrists, unlocking the cuffs and moving off of me. I slid up Laura’s body, bringing my mouth to one of her fabulously large tits and taking her nipple in my mouth. I felt the wife stroking my cock from behind as I moved it in line with Laura’s waiting ass, soaking it in lube and pressing it against the tight hole. I pushed forward, and Laura moaned deeply as my head slid in. I smiled at her as she took it, and then felt the wife behind me push on my own ass, suddenly forcing me deep into Laura. Laura screamed, and the wife moaned, pushing me back into Laura’s now-stretched hole as soon as I pulled back.

Soon, I was fucking Laura’s ass hard, looking her in the eye as every inch slid into her hungry ass and loving the way she struggled. Then the wife moved from behind me and, grabbing Laura’s throat, straddled her face, pushing her pussy down on the other woman’s mouth.

I had the perfect view as I pounded my cock into Laura’s ass, with the wife’s own ass inches from my face and her pussy grinding into Laura’s mouth. I brought my mouth to her ass and heard her moan in surprise and pleasure.

I buried my face in her ass as I fucked Laura’s, and it wasn’t long before I felt myself getting close.

Suddenly, I felt someone get onto the bed behind us. Before I could turn to look, Laura reached up and grabbed my head, pressing it into the wife’s ass hard and stopping me. I felt hands grab my hips roughly, and one moved to my ass to slowly slide the plug out of me. I gasped in pleasure – and some pain – and gasped again in surprise when I felt the head of a cock replace the plug. I whimpered into the wife’s ass as the cock stretched me out, pushing me to the brink of cumming in Laura. The stranger pushed more, sliding his huge cock into my ass and stretching me further and further.

When he was fully inside me, and I felt his hips against me, he leaned down to whisper in my ear – a familiar voice. He was back.

He slid out of me slowly, then plunged into my cock-loving ass, filling me up again and pushing me balls-deep into Laura’s ass as I finally came. I shot load after load into her, his huge cock fully inside my ass. My cock’s throbbing – and the knowledge that my ass was full of cock – sent Laura over the edge, cumming as I came in her, her screams still muffled by the wife’s pussy.

We all lay still for a moment, my cock sliding out of Laura, when the husband said, “Well, I’m not finished.”

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The Birthday Van

Lauren followed Matt out of the store, the overflowing bag of new clothes bumping into her knee as she rushed to keep up. He turned back to wait for her, smiling as she grabbed his hand and kept walking.

“Are you enjoying your birthday?” Matt asked.

“It’s been great,” Lauren answered, squeezing his hand. She looked up at him, catching a nervous look in his eye. Lauren couldn’t imagine what was wrong, but she didn’t want to ruin the special day by prying. He brushed his sandy hair from his forehead and turned to smile at her again, the nervousness gone from his face.

Lauren looked down at her outfit, remembering how cute she’d felt when she looked in the mirror on their way out. A white summer dress hugged her curves, showing off her hips and a large amount of her cleavage.

There’s nothing better than looking this good on your birthday, she’d thought to herself as she’d passed the mirror, giving her breast a squeeze and winking at her reflection.

The couple walked down the street hand-in-hand, enjoying the sunny day. Matt’s hand slipped out of Lauren’s to wrap around her waist and he grabbed her tight to his side, a big grin on his face.

“Happy birthday, babe,” he said.

As he loosened his grip, a van pulled up alongside them, coming to an abrupt stop at the curb. Two large black men came swiftly out of the van, lunging toward the couple. All of a sudden, Lauren noticed how alone they were on the street. As Matt turned to grab her to pull her away from the men, they grabbed him together, dragging him quickly toward the open van door. Lauren screamed in shock, running after them as they stole her boyfriend.

As she got near the van, still yelling incoherently, a man came out of the passenger side door. He was holding a knife, and as Lauren stopped short, staring at him wide-eyed, he smiled and pointed at the van door. She knew what he wanted: Matt had already been pulled inside, and she was to follow.

On the verge of tears, Lauren followed the men into the van. She found Matt sitting in a bucket seat in the middle row, the two men sitting on the bench behind him. They pointed at the second bucket seat, and she sat down, pressing her legs tight together.

“Matt, what’s happening? What is this?” she asked her boyfriend, but when he looked over at her, she saw only fear and surprise.

“You’ll see what this is soon enough, baby,” the man with the knife said as he sat back in the passenger seat. “We’re going to go for a little drive.”

The driver put the van in gear and headed down the street.

“What are you doing with us? Why are we here?” Lauren asked the man with the knife, more meekly than she’d intended. He turned to smile at her, and she had her first good look at him. His hair was long and dark, piercing blue eyes peeking from underneath. The smile was vaguely menacing, and she squirmed in her seat as she felt his eyes flow down her body.

“I said you’ll see,” he replied, and his eyes glanced at the men sitting behind her and Matt.

Suddenly, her seatbelt was yanked tight, pressing her body against the seat. Matt shouted in surprise, and she saw he was in the same situation. The dark-haired man stood up from his seat, grinning and bracing himself against the van’s movement. He stepped toward Matt, moving to stand in front of her boyfriend, straddling his legs.

“Hey pretty boy,” the man whispered seductively. “Wanna have some fun?”

Matt struggled against his seatbelt, but the man behind him pulled it tight, grabbing Matt’s free arm and yanking it painfully back.

“Don’t worry, beautiful,” the man continued. “You’ll love it.”

He caressed Matt’s face before his hand slid down to grab Matt’s crotch. Lauren watched in horror, struggling against her own captor. In seconds, he’d undone her boyfriend’s pants, and she groaned in fear as he pulled Matt’s pants and underwear down, revealed her lover’s large but flaccid cock.

“Aw, don’t you like me?” the man mocked. He laughed, gripping Matt’s cock hard and pulling on it, trying to get her boyfriend hard.

This can’t be happening, Lauren thought. What are they doing to Matt?

What are they going to do to me?

The man turned and winked at her.

“I hope you like what you see, baby,” he purred as he undid his own pants, baring his semi-erect phallus and letting it hang in front of her boyfriend’s face.

“Now, Matt, be a good boy,” he whispered. He gripped Matt’s face with both of his hands and pulled his face toward the head of his cock. Matt resisted, but the man was unyielding and soon Matt’s lips were pressed against the tip of his cock.

“If you’re not a good boy, there will be consequences,” the dark-haired man said sternly. Lauren yelled in surprise as she felt a hand slide onto her breast from behind. Matt whimpered as Lauren struggled against the hand, yelling in pain as it grabbed her breast hard.

Slowly, Matt opened his mouth enough to allow the man’s cock inside. Lauren breathed in relief as the hand left her breast, but the breath soon caught in her throat as she saw her boyfriend taking the man’s cock in his mouth. She could see the man’s member growing harder in her boyfriend’s mouth, becoming more difficult for him to accommodate.

Suddenly, she heard a voice. “Can’t take your eyes off it, huh?” The man behind her had leaned forward, whispering in her ear.

Lauren managed a weak “Fuck you,” but she knew she’d been staring. She couldn’t resist watching Matt’s lips stretch around another man’s cock.

The man was fucking her boyfriend’s mouth at this point, pushing into Matt’s throat with each thrust.

“Now that you know the rules, I think you’ll do what we say,” the man said to Matt as he pushed his cock even deeper, making the young man gag.

“I think it’s your turn, Sean,” the dark-haired man said to the enormous man holding Matt’s seatbelt tight. Sean grinned, turning to look at Lauren as he let go of Matt and stood up. The dark-haired man moved to sit back in the passenger seat, letting Sean take his spot standing in front of Matt.

Lauren wondered what would come next. Her boyfriend looked over at her for a moment, his eyes were filled with fear, but there was something else there as well. Something in his look made her squirm in her seat.

Is he as turned on as I am? Lauren wondered, acknowledging the warmth between her legs.

What kind of monster gets turned on by her boyfriend being raped?

She tried to meet Matt’s eyes again, but his face was suddenly pulled to the side, and Lauren saw why. Sean stood in front of Matt with his enormous cock dangling hypnotically. It was a bit longer than average, but its girth was frightening. Lauren didn’t know how Matt was going to fit it in his mouth.

“Don’t worry, hun,” Sean said to Matt. “It’s not going in your mouth.”

Matt yelled in surprise as Sean bent down and grabbed his pants, yanking them down to his ankles.

“Get up!” he ordered. Matt struggled to his feet, standing between his seat and Lauren’s, his ass inches from her face. She watched as Sean sat in the seat, then ordered Matt to bend over his lap. Sean grinned at her as she stared at the two men, and the enormous black man grabbed her boyfriend’s ass right in front of her face.

“You ever put a little finger up here?” Sean asked, staring at her with that same grin. Lauren watched as he spread Matt’s ass cheeks, revealing his tight pink hole.

“Fuck you,” she replied. The truth was she had, though. More than one finger, in fact. And she had loved doing it.

Lauren watched Sean’s thick finger rub her lover’s hole, once again entranced with the assault happening in front of her. She could feel wetness soaking into her panties.

“You like it, don’t you?” said the dark-haired man from the front.

“I bet if I get on my knees in front of you I’ll see the proof.”

He got up quickly, kneeling in front of her and pushing her dress up her soft white thighs. His grip was strong, and her resistance was weak, as he pushed her knees apart.

“I’m not going to hurt you,” he said, and she believed him. She couldn’t deny the fire burning between her legs, and as she turned to look at Matt once again, what she saw made her slide forward in her seat toward the man’s waiting mouth.

Sean had slid a finger into Matt’s ass, all the way to the knuckle, and his other hand was gripping her boyfriend’s fully erect cock, tugging on it as his finger worked in and out. Lauren gasped at the sight, and when she felt the dark-haired man slide her lacy pink thong to the side, she melted. She needed his touch to quench this enormous thirst, and when his lips met her aching clit, she groaned with pleasure.

The man behind her released her seatbelt, reaching around to grab her breast again–gently, this time. Lauren felt only pleasure, her fear melting away as she watched the big man slide another finger into her boyfriend’s tight hole. Matt whimpered and squirmed, but she could tell he was enjoying it. His erection jutted downward, still being stroked by Sean’s massive hand.

When Sean told Matt to stand back up, Matt turned to look at Lauren, a look of humiliation on his face. She wanted to sympathize with him, but she could only think of her burning need. She wanted to see him bent over and fucked by Sean’s massive cock. The thought made her wonder what the man behind her was packing. Maybe if she asked…

The thought flew from her mind. She struggled to resist the waves of pleasure emanating from her cunt as the dark-haired man expertly ate it, but it felt futile.

Sean stood out of the seat and pushed Matt back into it, reaching down to the crank to recline the back. Matt ended up kneeling on the seat, his arms supporting him on the reclined back of the seat, as Matt poured lube onto his fat cock.

“You sure love staring at it,” Sean said, smiling at Lauren. “You want me to fuck his ass or yours?”

Lauren bit her lip. Nobody had ever talked to her like that, and she felt the overwhelming urge to scream “MINE!” But the worst part was she wasn’t sure that was what she wanted. As Sean pressed the thick head of his cock against Matt’s virgin hole, she reached forward without thinking, grinding the dark-haired man’s face into her soaking pussy.

The man behind her laughed, and when she looked back to finally see his face, she saw that his free hand was stroking a shockingly large member. It wasn’t as thick as Sean’s, but it was far longer. The man caught her looking and winked. Lauren reached up and slid the straps of her dress from her shoulders, lowering the top of her dress to reveal her bra and the large perky tits underneath. She quickly undid her bra and slid it off, then grabbed the man’s hand and pressed it against her bare breast. He kneaded her breast, groping it painfully, but it felt wonderful to Lauren. She pressed her hand over his and turned back to watch as Sean first pushed into her boyfriend.

Matt cried out in pain, but Lauren was focused on watching his cock throb as Sean’s pushed deeper and deeper into him.

“That’s a tight fucking ass,” Sean moaned. “You guys are gonna love it.”

He wasn’t slow or gentle with Matt, pushing his whole length into the virgin’s ass. As soon as he had filled Matt completely, Sean pulled out again, taking his cock completely out of Matt’s ass before shoving it back in, harder this time.

Lauren couldn’t take her eyes off the assault happening in front of her, so she was surprised when she felt the dark-haired man grab her hand. He was now standing in front of her, his face soaked in her wetness and his cock swaying in front of her. He pulled her arm toward him, putting her hand on his ass as he swiftly shoved his cock toward her mouth. She opened her lips without hesitating, taking his head into her mouth, sliding her tongue along it. Too horny to think, she was soon bobbing on his member, all the while watching Sean fuck her boyfriend harder and harder. She watched as Matt pushed back onto Sean’s cock, yelling in pain and pleasure as his ass stretched. That made up her mind.

She slid the dark-haired man’s cock out of her mouth and looked up at him. He looked down at her big blue eyes and long blonde hair, huge breasts spilling out of her dress and her soaked pussy still bare to the world.

“Fuck me,” Lauren said to him.

“I need you to fuck me.”

The dark-haired man laughed and stepped back, motioning for her to get up. She stood in front of her seat, and suddenly he reached forward and grabbed her, his finger sliding inside her. Lauren almost fell over as his finger grazed her g-spot. Just as suddenly, he slid his finger out and grabbed her underwear, yanking it to the ground.

“Let me sit down,” he said, and she moved so he could take her seat. He reclined the back and slid his pants off, letting his erection stand straight up. The other black man sat behind him, still stroking his own massive member. He looked up at Lauren, then over at Matt, and apparently made a decision. He stood and moved to Matt’s mouth, grabbing her boyfriend hard and forcefully shoving his cock into the young man’s mouth.

Lauren quickly moved on top of the dark-haired man, her breasts swaying over his mouth as she immediately pushed down on his cock. She was so wet he slid in easily, and soon she had taken his whole length. He licked and nibbled at her pink nipples, his hands reaching down to grab her ample ass as she slid back up and down again, riding him hard.

She watched as Sean and the other black man switched places, Sean apparently deciding his cock would fit well in Matt’s mouth after all. Then she saw something she’d never expected. The other man met her eyes as he slid first three, then four fingers into her boyfriend. Sean’s cock had stretched him out enough that he was about to take a fist up his ass, and suddenly Lauren wished to take his place. She looked down at the dark-haired man.

“Finger my fucking ass, you rapist piece of shit,” she demanded, finally finding some aggression. “Finger fuck my dirty hole.”

She rode him hard, grinding down on him and taking every inch she could get. His hands slid down between her ample ass cheeks, spreading her hole, then getting it wet with spit before he suddenly pushed two fingers inside her. Lauren yelped in pain, and when he kept pushing into her the fullness made her cum. She slid down his cock hard, slamming it up into her cunt as she moaned. His fingers moved in and out of her quickly, still hurting her but finally giving her the pleasure she’d craved.

Sean looked over and saw what was happening, and when Lauren caught him looking, she yelled out, “Fuck my ass!”

“Fuck my ass like you promised!”

Sean’s eyes widened in surprise, and she saw Matt try to look over at her. Sean held Matt’s face firm though, still pumping his cock in and out, stretching the man’s jaw.

“You gotta beg for that, honey,” Sean said, laughing.

“Please please please pleeeaaaase,” Lauren moaned as she rode the dark-haired man’s cock. She could hardly wait another second for that massive cock to stretch her ass.

Sean finally relented, sliding out of Matt’s mouth and moving behind Lauren.

The dark-haired man grabbed her torso, pulling her down against him tight, so that his cock was buried in her pussy and her tits surrounded his face.

“Don’t you complain that it hurts,” Sean said as he pressed the head of his cock against her hole. He spanked her once, hard, apparently enjoying the way her ass jiggled. Lauren couldn’t move as he pushed his cock into her, and it was a good thing she couldn’t. It hurt like hell as he stretched her out, filling her so much more than the other man’s fingers could have. She let out a moan that grew louder and louder as Sean pushed deeper into her.

Lauren heard a similar sound coming from Matt, and managed to look over in time to watch the other black man’s fist slide into her boyfriend’s formerly-virgin ass. The man was pumping Matt’s cock hard, trying to make him cum while he was fisted. As she watched Matt’s cock throb, and she felt Sean’s own member throbbing in her ass, Matt looked over to her, meeting her eyes to say, “Happy birthday, babe.”

Lauren came hard when Sean’s cock shot a massive load into her ass, stretching her further than she would have believed possible. She watched Matt’s own cock spray cum, the man’s fist deep in her boyfriend’s ass. Finally, her own thrashing had pushed the dark-haired man past the limit, and she felt his hot cum fill her cunt.

As she collapsed onto the dark-haired man, she looked over at her boyfriend, who was already looking at her and smiling. At that moment, she’d never felt more loved, and she had only one thought.

I can’t wait for his birthday.

[theanimalinmyhead]

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Holes

She pushed him into the room, making him stumble slightly as he stuck his arms out in front of him. He caught himself on the far wall before he fell, and she laughed.

“Honey, you need to learn to walk blindfolded.”

He smiled and laughed quietly as well, turning himself around so he could lean back against the wall.

“What’s this big surprise you were promising me?” he said. “And where exactly are we?”

“You’ll see. Move a bit to your right.”

He did, using his hands to move along the wall.

“Far enough?” he asked. She answered by moving up against him, her hand moving down to remind him that the blindfold was all the clothing he had. Her other hand was fiddling with the wall beside him.

“Hmm,” she said, still fiddling. “I think we’ll take things a bit farther.”

She stopped fiddling and moved her hand across him, and he felt something cold and leather press against the front of his thighs. It got tighter, digging in slightly, and she fiddled with the wall again.

“What the hell is that?” he laughed, his legs now held tight against the wall.

“That’s a strap,” she said, and suddenly she grabbed his wrists and pulled them together in front of him, then pulled hard on them until he bent at the waist, making him shout in surprise. Between the blindfold and the strap, he was worried if he lost his balance he’d never get back up. But his hands came to rest on something solid and wooden – a table, maybe – and immediately he felt the familiar cold metal of handcuffs.

“What the heck is this going to accomplish?” he laughed. “I’m all jammed between a wall and a table?”

He heard her breathing near his face, then she moved away, but with one finger looped around his blindfold. It came off slowly, but he blinked at the sudden brightness.

He was cuffed to a wooden table. Looking down, he could see the leather strap across his thighs, just below the tip of his – admittedly excited – cock. He looked across the room at her, and his gut clenched in shock.

She must have changed after blindfolding him. High-heeled leather boots were cinched tight, covering her legs to the knee, and a tight leather corset sat equally tight around her midsection, pushing her bare breasts up and making her round hips look devastating. She stood across the table from him, leaning against the wall beside the other surprise.

Or, surprises.

There was a hole cut in the wall. A gloryhole. And filling that hole was the largest cock he’d ever seen.

“I knew you’d be interested in that,” she said, wrapping her hand around the massive shaft. As she began to stroke it, he felt two things simultaneously: his gut clenched watching his girlfriend stroke another man, his cock grew harder and harder as he watched the other do the same.

“This is my birthday surprise?”

“Well,” she said.

“Not exactly.”

Then he felt his next surprise. Something was rubbing against his ass. He was pressed against a gloryhole of his own.

A finger was now rubbing his hole, gently applying lube in circles. He looked up at her, shocked and confused and ready to ask her why, how, and who, but before he could, she shut him up.

“Look how fucking hard your cock is already,” she said, moving around the table towards him. “And that’s just from a finger.”

“I knew you’d love it.” She kissed him hard on the mouth, sliding her tongue into his mouth. “You’ve always wanted to try it.”

He was speechless, torn between confusion and lust, but when his eyes settled back on the cock sticking out of the wall across from him, he knew the truth.

Then the finger slid into his ass, and he wondered how he’d doubted. She laughed and moved back to her own hole in the wall, grabbing the cock again and stroking it gently as she leaned against the wall, watching him enjoy the finger inside him – which quickly became two.

She’d fingered him before, of course, but she knew the ones inside him were much larger than her own – which were now idly rubbing her pussy as she enjoyed the feel of a huge cock in her hand.

When the second finger slid into him, he thought his ass would be stretched more than it could handle, but as they slid in and out the pain turned to pleasure. When the fingers slid out of him he felt empty, yearning to have them fill his ass again. He wanted a third, a fourth, but most of all he wanted desperately to touch the cock across from him.

She saw him staring again, and laughed. She bent over the table to look him in the eye, promising him he’d have a turn too. Then she moved back, her hands staying on the table, until she was rubbing the head of the cock against her pussy, soaked from her attention.

“You need to start a bit smaller,” she said, winking.

And then he felt it. Not a finger this time – something thicker was pressed against his virgin hole. He felt it push inside, stretching his ass, and he gasped as the head popped in without much resistance.

“You fucking slut!” she laughed. “I knew you’d love cock in your tight little ass.”

With that, she pushed the thick head of the cock into her pussy, sliding down it until her ass was pressed against the wall. Her legs shook as she struggled to take its enormous girth.

His own partner’s was less thick, but still much bigger than the cock dangling between his legs. And much bigger than a couple of fingers. As the shaft pushed into his ass, his legs felt weak and his tight hole felt like it couldn’t possibly stretch any further, but the strap kept him from moving even an inch away from the wall. The cock slid further and further into him, finally stopping when he felt like he was going to explode.

He heard her laughing and looked up to her face.

“I’m proud of you baby,” she said. “You took every inch of that cock like a good little slut.” She was slowly grinding her hips against the wall, clearly enjoying the enormous cock stretching out her pussy.

“Now he’s going to fuck you until you cum.”

His eyes widened, and he was about to object – another minute to adjust, please! – when the cock slid quickly out of his ass, leaving that empty feeling behind until it pushed hard back into him, making him moan loudly and grip the table firmly. His own cock throbbed as the thick shaft stretching his ass slid out again and pounded back in, this time sliding out immediately.

He was being fucked. He was being fucked in the ass by a cock he’d never seen. And like a slut, he was loving every inch.

“He’s gonna make you cum without even touching your cock,” he heard her say, in between her moans of pleasure. She had braced herself against the wall, and he could see she was struggling to take the shaft that was now ramming hard into her.

And she was right. He could already feel it building up, his cock throbbing as he tried to stay coherent. The dick pounding into his ass felt enormous, but his ass had stretched enough that only pleasure remained.

It stopped suddenly. He gasped as the head popped out of his abused ass, and heard her moan quietly across from. The room fell quiet for a moment, and she smiled at him.

“I didn’t say which one was going to do it,” she said. And then he felt it.

His ass had been violently stretched by his previous partner’s thick fingers and thicker cock, but it was still unprepared. As soon as this new head started to push in, he was whimpering. It was impossible, he thought. He’d seen how big it was – his ass couldn’t possibly stretch that far. But the head pushed steadily inward.

“Baby, I know you can do it,” she said. “We can be good little ass sluts together.” He looked up at her, moaning through gritted teeth, and saw her fingering her ass in front of him – evidently preparing for the new cock coming out of he gloryhole.

Then the head popped into his ass, and he screamed as the shaft soon followed. This partner wasn’t going to prepare him, or be gentle – he was almost instantly sliding in and out, his enormous cock stretching his ass too much, far too much. And yet.

His cock throbbed, and he was on the very edge of the biggest orgasm he’d ever felt. He desperately wanted to stroke it, but deep down he knew getting fucked in the ass like this was all he needed.

She had slid the other cock into her ass, grinding on it slowly and sliding it in inch by inch. It wasn’t long before she was pushing back on it, riding the wall with her ass and moaning in sync with him, filling her ass with cock.

She smiled at him as he watched her.

“Cum for me baby. I want you to. Cum with a giant cock stretching you. Cum for me. Mmm cum for me.”

That was all he needed. His cock throbbed and clenched, spraying cum onto the floor. And he was only pushed further when the cock in his ass throbbed as well, suddenly feeling twice the size in his abused and stretched asshole and shooting hot cum deep into him. He whimpered as his cock continued to leak onto the floor and the cock in his ass slowly shrunk. He’d never had an orgasm that good.

“Good boy,” she said. “I knew you could do it.”

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