Malory fell over, spent and exhausted. Erin cradled her, yet held her arms firmly. Slowly she glanced up. The crowd had parted, making room for a beautiful, young brunette. The woman was exquisite. Her perfect body was clad in only thigh-high, leather, boots and a rubber, under-cupped, bra. The bra held her pert, breasts firm and high. She stepped like a model walking the runway, tossing her long, wavy hair back away from her eyes. Still, what drew Malory’s eyes was the large, strap-on swinging left and right between the woman’s naked thighs. It was attached to her waist by strong leather straps. The back end seemed to be pushed up between her bare sex. Below the two ends rested a large set of rubber, life-like balls. The strap-on was in the shape of an upward curved, black, cock. It was a good 9 1/2 inches in length, and around 2 inches at the base.
Seeing this, Malory kicked, trying to scamper away. Her feet slipped in the fluids below. Erin jerked her back by the arms. The Brunette stared down at her like a cat moving in for the kill.
“Grab those legs,” Erin ordered the group. She then turned towards someone else: “Get me one of the large drinks.” Hands reached out and took Malory’s ankles and thighs, pulling them back and spreading her open. A large plastic bottle of the green liquid was passed to Erin’s hand.
“Drink,” Erin commanded, holding the bottle to Malory’s mouth and giving it a squeeze.
Malory was soaked with sweat, and thirsty, still she turned her head away. “No…I’ve had enough,” she protested.
“You just drink, Malory, or we’ll strap you down and put it up your ass,” Erin warned.
Reluctantly, Malory swallowed the liquor. She had to choke it down, since Erin kept the bottle there, squeezing it into her mouth. When the bottle was empty, Erin put it down and stroked Malory’s damp red hair.
“There, now. You will be horny as Hell in no time. Open your mouth again.”
As Malory’s mouth opened again, the brunette’s rubber shaft was there, slipping just inside. Malory tasted the raw rubber and felt something else with the tip of her tongue; The faux cock had a hole in its tip. Just as Malory realized this, a thick load of cum jolted from the tip. She spat in response. The spit just coated the shaft, making it glisten in the lights.
The brunette smiled down at her. She was cupping the large balls with her left hand. “I have a little over a pint in here. Been collecting it all night,’ she said, ‘We can’t let the boys have all the fun. I want my chance to knock you up.”
Erin still held Malory in her lap. When Malory glanced up and back, she could see the swell of Erin’s breasts and the wetness of her lips. Erin reached down, tangling her fingers in the curly red hairs of Malory’s cunt. They opened her nether lips and began smearing the cum around her vulva.
“With all this cum, you will slip right in there,” Erin remarked.
“Oh, yes,’ the brunette answered, ‘and I’ll push that cum in deeper.”
“No,” Malory weakly protested, as the black shaft eased into the hole. She looked down, between her spread thighs; Her abused sex was deep red and swollen. The elastic muscles of her cunt began to stretch and hug the plastic. She watched the cum gather around her opening and the dark rubber.
“Hold her, Boys,’ Erin said, ‘Go ahead, Malory, take that cock.” Her fingers came around, tweaking Malory’s hard, erect nipples.
“Yea, Girl, open that little red cunt for me,’ the brunette added, ‘Feel me pushing that cum deeper.” She forcefully thrust her hips forward, “Here!” she cried.
Malory’s own hips thrust up and she screamed. The head of the black shaft had slammed painfully into her depth, hitting hard at somewhere deep inside her.
Erin smiled sardonically. “Fuck her! Fuck her hard!”
The longer rubber cock pulled back, taking the grasping mouth of Malory’s cunt with it. Then it brutally slammed back in. At first the strokes were slow and teasing, then they increased in speed. Each time, the ball sack at the base of the device smacked loudly against her sex. Malory could feel a little blast of cum being released from its tip with each smack. Something began to turn in her body; A hot fire burning within her loins. Her chest rose, and she began to pant with each thrust. The hands at her thighs had relaxed and her inner thighs caressed the soft skin of the brunettes. With a will of their own, her ankles began to wrap around the woman’s firm ass. They were pulling her in. Her body had begged for the wet slap of those balls.
The brunette was getting off as well. The small dildo within her own cunt was driving her wild. She bent down devouring Malory’s soft lips, tasting the flavor of cum and cunt juice on the girl’s breath. Every few strokes, she would reach down and give the fake balls a good squeeze. Cum and girl cream coated the black shaft and gathered at Malory’s stretched opening.
“Yes, Baby, cum for me,’ the woman cooed, ‘Keep cumming and suck my cum inside you.”
Malory was seriously gone. She was humping back with abandon, pushing her cunt back to the cock. Grunts, moans, groans, and heavy pants, escaped her mouth.
Erin leaned down and dropped her breast to Malory’s lips, as she passionately kissed the brunette above. Without realizing it, in her own ecstasy, Malory began to suckle Erin’s nipple.
With one last cry of pleasure, the brunette ground her sex into Malory’s and squeezed the balls hard, several times. The remaining load, cups of it, flowed into Malory’s sucking sex. Malory’s eyes rolled back, and her body twitched in orgasm. She didn’t just come down; She tapped out. Her thighs relaxed and flared out. The black cock remained inside her, oozing out its last bit of sperm, while keeping the potent load trapped within her body.
Erin reached down and caressed Malory’s once tight, smooth belly. It was slightly swollen from the loads of sperm.
“Come over here, Tripp and feel your wife’s belly.”
Tripp meandered over and nuzzled next to his wife and Erin. He had never seen his wife look so satisfied. Her belly was indeed full, soft and warm. Tripp cupped her breasts, touching the erect nipples. Her chest rose and feel in her intoxicated stupor. Erin nodded to two men. Tripp let them lift Malory and carry her body to a soft padded couch against the wall. Across from the couch was a small coffee table and two large padded chairs. Erin squeezed in next to Tripp on a chair. The two men joined Malory on the couch.
Both men were handsome and well muscled. One was a blond, the other black headed. They were both naked with cleanly shaven chests. The one with the dark hair, at Malory’s left, pulled her face to his. She looked at him with dreary eyes, allowing him to kiss her lips. The blond, on her right, cupped a breast, gently massaging its creamy surface. The kiss increased, and Tripp saw his wife moan and open her mouth for a deeper kiss. One of her hands came up to cup the blond’s head and pull his face to her breast. Her other hand took the blacked haired man’s head and pulled it into hers.
Tripp could not believe what he was witnessing: His once prude wife was making out with these strangers before his own eyes. Beside him, Erin’s wonderful hand was gently roving up and down his shaft. It grew harder with each passing glance at his wife. He observed as the dark haired one, eased Malory’s mouth down to his hard cock. She eagerly took it onto her lips, going so far as to cup and massage his hefty balls. Leaning over left her sex open to the blond. He took the offer and slipped his hard shaft into her cum-soaked cunt. Tripp heard her groan in passion and adjust her body to receive more cock. Before long, Malory was up on her naked knees, taking cock in both of her inviting holes.
“I told you this was a good idea,’ Erin mentioned, ‘We made your wife a slut, just how you always envisioned. She will never be the same after this. I expect she will look forward to the next invite.”
“So will I, Erin,’ Tripp replied, ‘So will I”
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