by Ellie Hunt
“Aren’t you demanding,” Jason said, one hand on her shoulder. Then he pulled out and thrust into her, hard, making Blanche nearly shout out loud.
“Just like that,” she said. “Don’t stop.”
Jason fucked her and fucked her, his cock rocking her world, feeling better than anything ever had before. Eventually she remembered Clark’s cock, sticking up right in front of her face, and put it in her mouth, sucking on it as though her life depended on it, moaning around his erection. His hands were in her hair, gently holding her down, guiding her lips up and down his thick shaft.
Blanche was almost off in another world, the pleasure was so intense. She loved giving head — she love cock in most its forms, if she was being honest — and with every lick and suck, with every thrust Jason made, she could feel herself edging closer and closer until, finally, she came hard, feeling like she was tumbling over a cliff or like a dam deep inside her burst. She gripped Clark’s cock hard with one hand, her head on his thigh as she moaned and moaned at top volume.
Her whole body spasmed, totally out of her control, and it was all she could do to hang onto Clark’s dick and moan into him, helpless to do anything else. Finally, when she could feel her orgasm ending, Jason thrust into her even harder once, twice, and then she could feel his cock spasm as he emptied himself into her, his hands tight enough on her hips to leave bruises.
Then he pulled out and she could feel his cum dribble down her inner thigh. She lay on Clark’s lap, gasping.
Jason moved away, and then a moment later, she could feel him, wiping his jizz from her with something.
He’s a gentleman, she thought vaguely, and then Clark’s fingers were under her chin, tilting her face up.
“Had enough yet, Miss?” he asked. His big, thick cock was bobbing right in front of her face, and despite how hard she’d just come, she felt something stir again in her cunt. Sweat slid down between her breasts: even with the air on in the house, it was hot.
“I could have more,” she said.
“How about you come ride my cock?” Clark said, letting go of her chin.
A little shakily, Blanche stood, moving her hair out of her face as she did. Jason was sitting on the floor, leaning back on his hands, and he watched her as she turned around, her ass to Clark. She put a hand on her hip.
“Like to watch?” she asked Jason.
“That I do,” he said.
Blanche put her hands on Clark’s knees to steady herself. He put the tip of his cock below her cunt and then, taking a deep breath, she sat on it, sliding the whole monster home in one stroke, taking him in up to the hilt.
“Ohhh,” she moaned. “Oh, Daddy, your cock feels so good.”
She began to ride him, just a little, moving his cock up and down and back and forth inside her, hitting her red-hot pleasure spots, her lips stretched tight against his girth.
“You like big cocks, don’t you, little girl?” he asked, reaching around to pinch a nipple between two fingers.
She writhed at his touch, still riding him, grinding his cock into her with everything she had.
“I like your big cock,” she said, her words still a half-moan.
“You’ve got a nice, tight little pussy,” he said. “I’d have thought Jason would stretch you out a little more. He’s got a monster too.”
Blanche just whimpered, her eyes closed and her head thrown back.
Then, she heard Jason moving in front of her, and opened her eyes. With his own knees, Clark moved her knees apart, spreading her thighs, opening up her cunt to the room.
Jason knelt in front of her. He bit each nipple, gently, his tongue swirling around them, licking and sucking as the girl moaned and moaned. Then his mouth moved down her, past her belly and to her mound.
When his tongue found her clit, Blanche’s whole body jerked, involuntarily. Jason chuckled, his warm breath against her cunt, but he kept going, his tongue moving in slow, lazy circles from her clit to her slit, stretched wide by the cock filling it, then down to Clark’s shaft and balls, back up to Blanche’s clit, again and again.
“Don’t stop,” Blanche said, her breath coming in gasps. “Oh my god, don’t stop, I’m going to cum again, please don’t stop, don’t stop…”
If anything, Clark fucked her a little harder, his hands on her hips moving her up and down his shaft, Jason’s tongue licking her faster and faster, a whirlwind.
Blanche came hard again, so hard it almost hurt, her muscles squeezing and tightening beyond her control. Her nails left half-circles in Clark’s hairy knees, and her hips ground against him of their own accord, back and forth, desperately. She felt like she’d died and gone to heaven, because surely, this must be the best any human being could feel.
When she finally opened her eyes again, relaxing, Clark’s hard cock was still inside her and Jason was standing in front, fully erect again.
Her eyes widened. “How’d you do that so fast?” she said, reaching out for it with one hand.
He laughed. “It’s a talent,” he said.
She wriggled against Clark’s still-hard cock, buried in her cunt. It still felt good.
“Y’all must have magic cocks,” she said. “Am I ever glad I invited you in.”
The two men exchanged a look.
“Little girl,” said Clark, gently. “What do you think about getting fucked in the ass?”
“I think I like it,” Blanche said, dreamily. “Who’s offering?”
“Me,” said Jason.
“You think you could take two cocks?” asked Clark, still gently.
Here, Blanche’s eyes widened, and she turned her head to look at Clark, then back at Jason.
“I never have,” she said, and reached out with one hand for Jason’s cock, feeling for the other, still buried inside her, with the other. She touched both for a moment, waiting and thinking.
They’re enormous, she thought. They might just rip me apart.
On the other hand, her cunt, full of cock, was practically singing, and she couldn’t stop thinking about the possibility — so filthy and dirty and sexy, all at once.
“All right,” she said.
Clark lifted her up by her hips, off his cock, and she turned around to face him, sliding back down on him easily, sighing with pleasure as she did.
When Jason stepped up behind her, his fingers slid down her crack, finding her tight, puckered back hole, and massaging it. She rode Clark hard, bucking back and forth, his cock moving inside her, already whipping Blanche into a frenzy.
Jason pressed one finger into her ass, up to the very first knuckle, wiggling it around.
“Oh Daddy, I’m so ready,” she moaned, still moving Clark in and out of her. “Just fuck me in the ass. I want your cock, not your hand.”
Jason laughed out loud and Clark made a face that was half surprise, half pleasure.
“All right then, Miss Bossy,” he said, and nestled his cock, slippery with whatever he’d put on it, against her hole.
And then he pushed. Blanche had to hold still, eager as she was, and relax the muscles around her hole. He entered her slowly, that ring of muscle still tight, as she held her breath and clawed against Clark, the mix of pleasure and pain slowly building, bit by bit.
She bit into Clark’s shoulder, hard, afraid she wouldn’t be able to take it, but just as she thought she might have to stop, the head of his cock popped through.
Blanche moaned, sweaty and feeling like she couldn’t move, like all the space inside her was taken up by the two cocks. “Come on and fuck me,” she said.
As Jason entered her, Clark groaned and Blanche thought, again, that she might pass out. It just felt so good, so incredibly good having two cocks inside her, both at the same time.
At last, he slid all the way in, and then began fucking her, just a little, tentative at first.
“I can feel your cock moving,” Clark gasped. His hands were on Blanche’s hips again and he moved her up and down, his cock just barely coming in and out
“Oh god,” said Blanche, almost as if she were chanting. “Oh god, oh god, oh god…”
The three moved in time, Blanche nearly out of her mind with pleasure. She’d never been filled so completely, never been so full in her life — it felt as though these two cocks took up all the available space in her body cavity, like there couldn’t possibly be any room for her organs any more.
“I can’t last too long,” Clark warned.
“I’m gonna cum again,” Blanche whispered, the pressure suddenly building up inside her, and then, before she could even move, bursting forth, rushing over her in a flood as the two construction workers fucked her.
“Harder!” she said, mid-orgasm.
They obeyed, and against all reason, Blanche started coming again. As the cocks moved in and out of her, harder and harder, she moaned and moaned, coming again and again until it seemed she was in the midst of one long, drawn-out orgasm, totally insensible. It lasted a long, long time, until it finally subsided, leaving her feeling floppy and boneless, like she could barely function anymore.
The problem was that having both her holes filled still felt good, and she didn’t want it to stop.
“I’m about to cum,” said Clark, his cock still buried in Blanche’s cunt, up against Jason’s cock in her ass.
“Just come,” moaned Blanche.
Instead, the big man pulled out, and before Blanche could move or knew what was happening, he had moved out from under her, leaving her leaning, face-first against the back of the couch, Jason still buried deep in her ass.
Then, he heard Jason exhale, hard, and turned her head to see Clark behind the other man, one hand tight on his shoulder.
“I want to cum in your ass,” Clark growled.
“Baby, I thought you’d never ask,” Jason said. “Oh god, that’s right…” His voice became a moan as the other man pushed the head of his cock through. Blanche could feel Jason’s cock twitch inside her own ass.
“Take it all,” Clark growled.
“Oh, give it to me,” Jason moaned. “I like your big cock in my asshole.”
Clark said nothing, but made a deep moan, somewhere closer to a growl.
“Fuck my ass,” Jason whispered, and then Blanche felt him move inside her again, pulling out and then thrusting into her, the strange pleasure of being fucked in the ass lighting up her pleasure centers again. Every time he pushed his cock all the way in, she could feel Clark fucking Jason, an extra jolt deep in her own ass, almost like she was being fucked in the ass by both men at once.
“I can’t last long like this,” Jason whispered.
“Then don’t,” said Clark, and Blanche could feel him slam into the other man, hard, as Jason fucked her. She moved one hand down to her clit, finding it so swollen and engorged she almost didn’t recognize it with her fingers.
And then, almost as soon as she touched the sensitive nub, she came, yet again, almost entirely from the ass fucking she was getting.
Blanche bit into the back of her mother’s floral couch, not caring at all if she hurt it or if her parents found out. All she could think about was the white-hot pleasure coursing through her, radiating out from her ass, that part never meant to be fucked.
You’re filthy, thought a tiny part of her brain, and her cunt twitched just a little.
Just then, Blanche felt Jason grab her, hard, and then his cock pulsed as it emptied into her, again and again for what seemed like eternity before finally going limp. In turn, Clark came hard into Jason, holding the other man hard against him until every drop was spent, and only then turning him loose.
When he pulled out, Clark smacked Jason’s ass, hard, and Jason pulled out of Blanche. Again, he saw fit to use the bandanna to wipe her off first as the cm trickled from her asshole.
Blanche collapsed against the back of the couch, still on her knees, feeling almost unable to move.
“Don’t sit on the furniture,” she said, half-mumbling into the back of the couch. “You’re filthy.”
The men both laughed, but complied.
After a while, they all put clothes back on, made polite conversation, had some more tea, and the men went home. Blanche was a little sad about the phone conversation she’d overheard — they’d be done with the construction by noon the next day, they’d told their boss — but glad she’d gotten some action in the first place.
And oh boy, what action it was.
Getting into bed that night, she opened the book she was still trying to read — Swann’s Way, something she was supposed to read for a class the coming fall — but thought, instead, about the boys she knew who might double-fuck her like that.
Maybe she could think of a few.
Maybe she could even show them a thing or two.
Blanche fell asleep smiling.
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