“$1500 baybee! Plus there’s a lot more if you do good!” Anya exclaimed.
More than $1500, plus a big tip, tripled by Allan! That was a lot of money, maybe enough to pay him off. But there was three of them. She’d never been with three, especially strangers. But they were all attractive. The woman and her husband especially. She’d never been with a foreign woman either. This woman was so alluring to Mandi, so sexy, her smile sweet and charming just like her mom. Nice big tits, just like her and her mom. They didn’t look like they’d hurt her.
Anya didn’t wait for answer she went ahead and opened her passenger side door and told Mandi to squeeze in. Anya giggled and pulled Mandi down onto her lap, Mandi giggled nervously too, both women were tiny and fit easily into the spacious front seat.
“We’re not going far.” Anya said in case Mandi was worried about seat belt safety, “DaddyDavid!” She then excitedly exclaimed to her husband, “Look at her big boobies! Wow!”
Anya gleefully squeezed each one. She had personal experience with a set of her own to which she pointed out,
“I got mine done too!” And stuck her chest out and forward with another sweet giggle. Crushing her big round tits into Mandi’s, Anya’s breast augmentation was smaller, just by a little. Her nipples hard and jutting through the expensive designer top. A series of tiny straps and sheer patches struggling to contain the large rack. She repeated that she and David were married and that Paul just got divorced after 40 years so they were clean and didn’t need to use condoms. They said they’d pay her extra.
“What’s your name Baybee!?” She then asked the new young blonde whore sitting on her lap.
“Candi.”
“Well, Candi,” said David who reached over and pawed at one of Mandi’s large tits while he drove, “Your tits are amazing! What do you think Paul? We got her mostly for you old man!”
“Yes, well um she’s lovely, they’re um, lovely, Amazing!” Paul sputtered nervously.
The dim nighttime light receded even more as they pulled into a small, covered shipping dock. David put the van into park but left the interior lights on. He moved from the front seat into the back and sat beside Paul on the rear bench seat and then Anya pulled Mandi into the back as well. There was a gap between the front of the van and the back bench seat, normally a middle row of seats would be there, but instead there was a flat, clean, cushioned floor mat in the gap instead.
Anya positioned Mandi there quickly, both of them kneeling on the mat, facing each other. Anya, wasting no time in playing with her new purchase, “Let me see those huge boobs Baybee!!” She squealed excitedly at Mandi who obeyed, showing her tits by pulling up her tiny, sheer t-shirt revealing two of the finest tits anyone had ever seen. Anya, David and Paul all groaned in unison as Mandi’s outstanding tits wobbled into view and Anya leapt forward at them immediately and started kissing, licking, sucking, biting, pulling, squeezing and all together devouring the huge globes in front of her. Mandi of course instantly got wet at the titty play and all the attention lavished on her most cherished assets. And the men were happy to watch. For now.
“My turn – we pay for you, so you gotta do work!” Anya said in a way that was at once, stern, charming, sexy, fun and disarming. Again it reminded Mandi of her mom a little and helped her relax. Although it wasn’t really up to her as Anya took hold of the leash, wrapped it in her own tiny hand and smiled while leaning back, pulling Mandi along with her. She stopped and used her free hand to release the clasps on her expensive top and then it was Mandi’s turn to moan along with the men as Anya’s boobs sprang into view. Anya tugged back again, pulling Mandi and then she hung her head back indicating that Mandi should start kissing her neck. She was glad to do so and used all the little techniques she had learned so far from the people who had kissed hers.
Anya’s breath quickly picked up as she sighed, “Ohhh Honey!” She was surprised and impressed with Mandi’s skills. Then she pulled her down a little more with a sharp tug of the leash and Mandi understood that it was her turn to kiss, lick, suck, bite, pull, squeeze and all together devour the huge globes in front of her. Which she gladly did.
“Oh, honey! That’s soooo good!” Anya sighed again, coasting towards something more. Again shocked and impressed with Mandi’s skills even though Allen already had already told Anya she’d be getting a top quality little fuck doll. The men could hardly wait, but Anya wasn’t finished with Mandi yet so she pulled her tits away from Mandi’s eager little mouth and jumped up on the back bench seat squeezing between her husband and his friend and kicked her crotch-less stocking legs, capped by red heels, up in the air, spreading them wide and indicating that each man should hold an ankle so she could use the minimum amount of effort for what followed next,
“Eat my pussy Baybeee!” Cried Anya, tugging the leash and Mandi into position.
Mandi, now starting to get really wet, was happy to be yanked face first into Anya’s smooth, bald, shiny, cocoa coloured mound. On all fours, on the mat, lapping away at the puffy brown lips and spreading them open with her fingers so she could lick deeper and more voraciously at her client’s clit. Anya reacted instantly pleased to be pleasured by the best. Mandi had developed quite a diverse repertoire of pussy eating skills from her mom’s training. And she deployed them on her current task of bringing a heaving, panting Anya to her edge quite quickly.
Anya to her credit tried to delay orgasm and that’s when Mandi heard the tell tale sound of sex. The sound of metal and leather and zippers. From Mandi’s obscured viewpoint, still happily buried between Anya’s satin covered thighs, she could see Anya expertly, ambidextrously work both men’s belts off and pants down enough to start extracting and stroking their cocks. Mandi sped up and intensified her frantic lapping, also sliding in two of her tiny fingers and curling them upwards just once into Anya’s G-spot which triggered a small flood that slammed into Mandi’s panting, flushed, blushed and freckled face.
“Uh, uh, uh…oh you dirty little slut…” panted a pleasured Anya. “That was..wow!..maybe the best I’ve ever..” she trailed off mumbling something in a sexual bliss in her native language.
Now as Mandi leaned back into an upright kneeling position she saw the dicks for what they were. And they were huge! Thick, pulsing in expectation and lust. She couldn’t believe the sizes. ‘DaddyDavid’ was 10″ with a thick pronounced head and some bulging veins. Paul, Santa, had quite a surprise of his own, almost the same length, but even thicker! Big and getting bigger. Mandi didn’t think they got that thick, she was scared and shocked trying to figure out if she could get all into her mouth, never mind her pussy. She didn’t have to wait long. David quickly and roughly pulled his own squealing wife by the hair to kneel in front of him and started force feeding her his cock, so that left only one available option for Mandi.
They looked at each other nervously. Mandi was apprehensive of the rapidly swelling log in front of her, but at the same time was unable to stop herself from reaching out and grabbing it. Her tiny hand unable to fully encircle it especially when her contact with it made it pulse and stiffen fully. So she leaned over and did her best, because she was a pro and she learned from the best, so she started drooling all over the fat head, licking, making it slick and pulling all that spit down his shaft with her little hand.
“Oooh–!” he gasped, unable to get out anything more than that, already lost in the best blowjob he’d had in his 65 years of life.
She opened up wide as she could and sunk half of him in her small mouth. He groaned as she moaned around his dick, it’s size formidable and her mouth stretched to it’s fullest. Then she remembered her training and stretched her body out into a line, crawling back a little so she was entirely on her hands and knees on the mat in the van. Paul groaned as his cock popped out of her mouth and slapped against his sweater not quite sure how to reposition himself to get it back in Mandi’s mouth.
Anya and David were mostly just watching at this point amused and erotically engaged in the spectacle next to them so they showed them how to do it. Anya stretching out like Mandi as David leaned forward grabbed his wife by the hair and rammed his own massive rod into her sputtering, gagging throat. His wife gave a valiant effort but couldn’t quite take him to the balls even though he had one hand wrapped tightly in her hair and another wrapped tightly around her throat. Holding her head still while he shoved his dick in her mouth as far as he could at an even, medium pace. His wife’s saliva dripping off his balls and her chin.
“Just fuck her mouth and throat Paul, just like this…” He rocked back and forth, continuing to fuck Anya’s stationary head. “She’s just a whore, a tight, young, little fuck doll for us to enjoy…” David thoroughly enjoying the tutorial he was delivering, finished by saying, “Use her hard…she’s gonna have to take a lot more later. Whether she wants it or not.”
Mandi got wet at the degrading comments made about her. She didn’t realize it was all the conditioning from Allen over the last few months.
Paul, on the other hand, was still worried about harming this small girl but also needed his cock back in her hot, wet, little mouth so he copied his friend sitting fully upright and forward so his cock swung low and even with her pretty face and he shoved forward and this time he and Mandi managed to get three-quarters of him into her mouth and down her narrow throat. Then she coughed and gagged and managed to choke another inch down her throat with all the spit it produced.
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