Unable to move her head, the man easily slipped his crown through her ring-gagged, lips.
“Yes,’ he groaned, ‘Can you taste your cum on there too? We both made quite a mess, Malory. Oh, yes, lick it. Don’t dally, Girl.” He nodded to Andrea, “Go ahead, see to out guest.”
Malory jumped at the touch of the woman’s hand on her naked back. She felt it caressing her soft skin, stroking gently rearward towards the sloping curve of her exposed ass. Warm spit splashed down over the puckered oval of her ass, followed by the press of a thin finger. Slowly it pushed deeper, opening the reluctant ring and edging inside.
Andrea’s sexy voice rang from above; “You’re so tight, Honey. Let’s loosen you up…There…”
The finger, slick with spit, was working its way in and out of her tight anus. Another, additional hand slipped to Malory’s cunt. It took a handful of drooling cum and began massaging it into and around her tingling clit.
“No,” Malory moaned over the shaft at her lips. In turn, she felt it twitch and increase in size and firmness. At the same time, she could not ignore the burning arousal of her body. Below, her nipples hardened against the cold steel. The digit left her ass, replaced by the wetness of a soft tongue. It was driving her body wild. While the tongue lapped away at the edges of her tender ass, two fingers pushed into her damp sex. They began to open her up, widening her hole for more. The cock had become clean from her mouth and once again hard. It forced its way deeper into her throat, making her gag, and forced her to breathe from her nose. Those same breaths brought back the erotic aroma of a man and his hard dripping cock.
“Oh yes, Baby. You’re learning to suck cock so well,’ he said, ‘Can you feel those four fingers in your cunt? Now wait…wait for the thumb…”
Malory felt it. She felt the woman’s thumb being twisted and pushed into her sex. The fingers were being drawn together, forming a tight fist.
“Oh God, yes!” the man groaned. He slipped his shaft from the back of her throat and stroked the tip over her panting tongue. “You’re being fisted, Malory. Aghh,” he cried, releasing a fresh torrent of cum over her waiting tongue.
Malory let the cum drool from her mouth and hang in strings from her chin. The fist was stroking the secret recesses of her body, forcing out a powerful orgasm. She heard the voices around her: “Oh, shit, look at that; She’s elbow deep. Damn, that’s gotta hurt.”
When the fist finally withdrew, Malory could feel her cunt, opened, wider than before. She could imagine the many eyes, staring down into the blackness of her insides. She could smell herself as Andrea wiped her wet arm off on her back and belly. From behind her upraised ass came another voice; A strong, more masculine one: “Now, Malory, Dear, I show you a real fuck.”
Tripp was there, staring in horror. He saw the massive, black rod poised at his wife’s open sex. The man gripped Malory’s red hair, forcefully pulling it back, as his dark hips slammed forward. A cum splattered, scream flew from her lips. The whole frame shook from the powerful lunges of the black man’s crotch. The slap of their flesh reverberated.
“Release her gag,’ the man bellowed, ‘I want to hear her moan.”
Someone popped the catch and jerked the gag from Malory’s lips. No words escaped her mouth, only loud gasps of breath, as the air was forced from her lungs with each ramming, thrust.
“That’s it, You Little Red Whore, Take my cock: Take a man’s cock!” he howled. He was humiliating her, making her feel like a slut before the crowd. “Your tight cunt squeezes my cock, Slut. Everyone can see your white cream coating my black shaft. Your little asshole winks at me with each stroke. I’ll make you cum, and when you cum your cervix will suck the potent sperm from my cock. I see you, Whore, trying to move that ass. You want more of my cock.”
Tripp was in awe, as well as rock hard again. The man was right; Malory’s calves and thighs were straining, indeed, she was trying to push her ass back to his cock. He could see the dilated arousal back in his wife’s eyes. Tripp had so missed that wanton look. He felt saddened that it wasn’t for him.
Clay continued his mental abuse of Malory: “You’re creaming on my cock, Girl. You like this black dick; Don’t you Slut?” He licked his thick thumb and pushed it through her tight ass.
“Oh…God…N…No,” Malory grumbled.
“I asked you a question, Slut. Do you like this black cock?”
“N…No…” she answered.
Clay slapped her ass leaving a large, red hand-print across her white skin. “Don’t lie, Bitch. Tell them you like my black cock. Tell the truth!” He slapped her ass again.
“Y…y…yes…” Malory whimpered.
“Louder,” he insisted, striking her ass again.
“Yes…Yes,” she answered back.
“Just wait till I fill you with cum, Sweetheart.”
“No..Ugh…Ugh…D, don’t…Don’t cum in me…” she pleaded even as she pushed her cunt back to his cock.
“Oh, no, Baby. It’s coming. I’ve been holding it just for you. I’m almost there…I can feel it building.”
“No…Oh, God,” Malory groaned, biting her bottom lip. She felt the cock swell, then burst. A hot warmth filled her insides. She came with a loud cry; Her whole body convulsing in spasms of orgasm. The sperm moved deeper into her with each contraction of her inner walls. Malory knew that she was milking him into her cervix, but there was nothing she could do. Even that thought forced her into a new rolling orgasm.
“Yes, take my cum, Girl. Take it all,” Clay groaned, slamming his hips farther, and squeezing his tight ass with each pulse of cum.
Erin was there, stroking Tripp’s hard cock. “You like that; Don’t you Tripp? You want to fuck your wife next? You want to feel another man’s cum drip down your hard cock, leaking from your wife’s sloppy pussy? Get down; Get down on the floor. We’ll make the slut ride you.”
Like a robot, Tripp let Erin coax him to the floor. She stroked his cock while waving instructions to the crowd.
Malory was released. Her body was lax; Her head rolling in exhausted passion. Several men and women picked her up and carried her, legs spread, to her waiting husband. Cum dripped from her snatch leaving a white trail below her. Tripp felt it string across his naked thigh before tantalizingly, painting his hard cock. He groaned as his wife’s sloppy pussy slid down his shaft. She felt so loose, yet warm and wet. They held her arms aside. Other hands took her breasts, caressing and kneading the aroused flesh. Tripp’s fingers dug into his wife’s ass, and he thrust into her love box.
Malory’s weak eye’s looked down into her husbands drug-lust face. She found this as an opportunity to get back at her husband’s betrayal. she squeezed her cunt muscles over his hard cock, seeking pleasure in his groans.
“Is this what you wanted, Tripp? Can you feel another man’s cum in your wife. Can you fuck me as good as he did?” she teased.
Erin was there in Tripp’s defense. She stood straddle his body; her cunt even with Malory’s face. “Shut up, Bitch. It’s time you used that mouth to lick my cunt.” Her fingers tangled in Malory’s red locks, and she pulled the woman’s mouth to her sex. The others helped by pushing against Malory’s head and back.
The harsh, musky scent of the woman’s sex filled Malory’s nose and the pungent flavor plastered her lips. Another man knelt beside the couple. He was dark and spoke with a Mexican accent. His fingers crushed her left breast, while painfully pinching its hard nipple.
“You had better start lapping away at that pussy, Girl, or I might just tear off this nipple,” he warned.
Malory licked at Erin’s cunt, tasting the warm wet sex. She could feel the hard nub of her clit swell against her tongue. With each painful pinch of her tit, she wormed her tongue onto Erin’s hole. The whole time, her tender cunt was being drilled by her husbands hard cock. He moaned up at her from below. After a few minutes, Erin pulled away. She pushed Malory down to her husband, stood up and straddled her back. Erin’s weight kept her breasts pinned to her husband’s chest and exposed her ass from behind. Malory could feel the trickle of the woman’s spit dripping over her oval, red, asshole.
Tripp was in heaven. He could see the shock and lust in his wife’s eyes, and smell the aroma of Erin’s cunt on her breath. The tight muscles of her cunt squeezed his thrusting pole. He couldn’t see behind his wife, but knew that something was up. Malory’s eyes lit up, and she moaned loudly.
Erin had reached down and spread open the tight cheeks of Malory’s ass. The Mexican had moved behind her and was pushing his finger though the ring of her ass.
“Your wife has a tight ass,’ the man remarked, ‘I can feel your cock moving below it.”
After fucking her asshole a few tomes with one, then two fingers, he knelt behind them and shifted the hard crown of his cock to the expanded hole. Erin held her cheeks open, while the Mexican drove his shaft in.
Malory fought, trying to jump up, but Erin’s strong, naked, thighs held her tight. She shook her red hair in the air, groaning with mouth open wide.
“Oh, God, not there! Not my ass!” she screamed.
Erin slapped her ass. “He’s stretching you good, Bitch. Take that whole cock in your ass.”
Malory could feel the moisture of Erin’s cunt slipping along her back. She could feel the shaft, edging its way deeper into her bowels. The painful, scratching, itch burned along her stretched tissues. She began to feel the two cocks moving along, each other inside her belly. It didn’t take long for the pain to transform into pleasure. She began to hug her husband tightly, and bend down to crush her lips to his. They moaned breath for breath. Her erect nipples tingled against his hairy chest. Erin was using her hands to force her body back and forth, then up and down the two cocks. Malory’s lip upturned, and her body quivered in orgasm after orgasm. Before she realized it, she was feeling the warm cum of both cocks erupting inside her. With a ‘plop’, the Mexican’s spent cock pulled from her ass. It spilled more seed down her slit and over her husband’s thighs.
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