“Oh you can hop back onto the table on your stomach. I’ll set you up.” He said, ruffling through the drawer he previously retrieved the bottle of oil from earlier and starting his way back to the table. I did as he asked, wondering if this was some sort of continuation of the massage, maybe last minute detail work? If detail work for massages is even a thing.
I felt Jean spread my ass with his hands. I couldn’t help but release a small moan as my lips were still sending requests to my brain for some more attention, and the requests were getting pretty insistent. Then I felt a thumb reach down and hook under my thong, pulling it to the side exposing my thoroughly-oiled anus to the open air.
“What are you doing back ther–ooOooh??…” He was, god… There’s a finger inside of me… It’s in my.. OOoohh.. All the oil worked in his favor and his finger just slipped inside of me with so little resistance.
As quickly as it happened, it stopped. His finger slid out and I let out a little gasp, thinking he was just teasing me a little.
OOOOoohhh my god. Something else is entering my ass, and spreading it much more than a finger. My legs moved instinctively to clamp together in order to temporarily cease Jean’s activities, only for me to find he at some point bound my ankles to the table, keeping my holes much too easy for him to access. “J-Jean-n.. Wha–fuck–what are you putting into my aSs?” I said, slowly realizing from feeling it it must have been a plug of some sort. Jean was plugging me, and apparently that was just the prep.
I tried not to focus on the intruder slowly widening my naturally-tighter entrance, but with all the oil and being teased thoroughly by Jean’s finger it was hard not to notice all the pleasurable aspects of it… Eventually the large bulbous part slipped deeper into me and settled there, the wide cap part keeping it secured, snuggly plugging me.
I heard a small click and–jeann you dirty boy— it started to vibrate… “Mmmm… OoOOooh…” I started wiggling against my restraints, knowing full well I was secured onto the table without hope of getting away from it, forced to experience the pleasurable low vibrations running through my body. It was like the massage tenderized me, and now I’m being slowly brought to a boil…
“Ahhh–JeAnn??” Intruder number two just entered me, right into my soaked pussy. It was thick, very thick, a dildo– MmmmMMGoddd… Thick enough to, fuckk.. Thick enough to even give my hole some–MMMmm–resistance with how lubricated it is… It must be the plug making me tighter, fuck… So hard not to give into the pleasure but god it’s filling me so much… I think it’s in…
Another click? Oh my god. This one tooOOoo— it’s–Uh— vibrating as well, stronger too.
Slap. Fuck. That was my thong. “Ohh, god… Ohh god, Jean— OHhh…” I slowly felt my ability to speak slip away with every buzz radiating from my stuffed holes. I desperately thrashed against the table, but it only resulted in a rough humping of my clit against the oily cushions of the table, getting me further along to my destination.
In a moment of clarity, I thought of simply pushing out the vibrating dildo. I gave it a push, feeling it almost leave my body. Almost, this would only leave me with the plug. “FuCkk…” The dildo went back in, like something pushed it back into my pussy. Oh my god, my thong. My thong was keeping the dildo and plug inside me. I gave the dildo another push, again almost getting it outside of my aching, beet red hole when it suddenly lunged back in, springing off of my thong and driving back in to occupy the inside of my pussy. I gasped as I tried again, and again, trying not to focus on the fact that with every failed attempt I was quite literally fucking myself.
Agonizing minute by minute while I did this I felt my lips get more sensitive, bringing me ever closer to, whether I like it or not it seems, a very large orgasm.
I turned my head and through the blurriness of the intense pleasure I managed to make out the silhouette of Jean and the girl from the front desk. I watched as Jean walked over to the space in front of the table by my head. His hand lowered as he unzipped his uniform pants, letting out his member to bounce lightly in front of me before settling in front of my mouth. With his hand landing on the back of my head he thrust forward, the head of his cock prying open my lips as my dazed mind lazily accepted my final hole’s assigned use.
A comical Glug glug glug glug glug noise came from my mouth as Jean began to fuck my throat. It was so hard to focus on anything from having so many sources of pleasure assaulting my body. I reached up with my unbound arms to maybe bargain a handjob with Jean, only for his strong arms to pin mine to either side of my body.
Glug glug glug glug glug glug
Almost missing it, I noticed the girl from the front desk move to the side of the bed and reach down, feeling like she removed the piece of the table I had noticed earlier. mmMHMMMm I moaned as I felt her reach up through the newly accessible part of the table and begin to rub my desperately throbbing clit.
The overstimulation of all of it was just too much. I began to shake as a full-body orgasm shot through the entirety of my body, my begging and moans plugged up by Jean’s cock. MmmmmMMFUCkfUCkfuckFUCKKkk… The invaders plugging my anus and pussy shifted and tried to escape, only to be kept in by the thick elastic of my bottom. My vision turned white at the edges, and I felt a release down at my pussy. I was squirting, hard. All I could do was groan and choke on the cock inside my throat while the hand on my clit continued it’s relentless torture through my thrashing and muffed swearing. It kept going till my poor little hole couldn’t squirt an ounce more, finally being used for all it’s worth. I watched as Jean’s cock slid out of my mouth, large globs of my drool shining on his flaccid member gathering at his tip, before dripping onto the stone floor below.
I felt the front desk girl take the two toys out of my deliciously sore holes, and click my ankle restraints open. I heard her utter something like, “come again!” as she closed the door, leaving me a towel on the door knob and giving me privacy to get dressed, despite the fact I had absolutely no strength to do so.
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