And although Terry would have admitted that it looked great on camera, Alyssa soon found herself getting exhausted. Her arms were tired, her jaw was aching and she was getting totally confused. Stroking two cocks while sucking on a third was as mentally taxing as patting her head and rubbing her tummy at the same time.
Eventually, gasping for breath, she pulled back from Colin’s cock and slumped down onto the floor.
“Phew,” she panted, wiping saliva from her chin. “I-I can’t keep this up… I’m sorry.”
The four handsome footballers didn’t seem to mind.
“Here,” reaching down, Colin took Alyssa’s hands and helped her to her feet. “It’s your turn.”
Alyssa giggled. She looked beautiful. She was still dressed in her sundress, but her hair was all mussed up and her lips were puffy and glistening. It was intensely sexy.
Colin led her over to one of the wooden benches, and laid her down on it. Alyssa looked up to see the four young men circling her – and she squeaked as Colin grabbed her ankles and lifted her legs up into the air.
“It’s time to make you feel good,” he grinned, and Alyssa squirmed as she felt Brad and David lift the hem of her short dress.
“Ohhhh,” Her eyes grew wide, as she felt their fingers hook into the hem of her panties. A moment later, she felt them being pulled over her backside, and then down off her legs.
Brad tossed them over his shoulder with a triumphant grin.
The cool air hit Alyssa’s now-bare pussy. She shuddered self-consciously, and then moaned as she felt Colin spread her legs and expose her even more.
Out of the corner of her eye, she caught sight of Terry closing in for a close-up.
He was filming Colin as the big, black kid knelt down between Alyssa’s legs. His black hands were a start contrast to the tanned skin of Alyssa’s inner thighs.
“Oh, God,” Alyssa lifted her fist to her mouth and sunk her teeth into it, as she felt Colin’s hot breath between her legs. Then she moaned out loud, as his hot, thick tongue met the bare skin of her thighs.
“Mmmm,” Colin looked up from between Alyssa’s legs. “I bet you’re going to taste delicious.”
Chapter Twenty-Seven
Brad and David grabbed Alyssa’s arms and held her down on the bench, as Colin lowered his head between her thighs. A moment later, she felt his tongue again – this time slurping between the cheeks of her ass, and then slithering up between the lips of her pussy right up to her quivering clitoris.
“Oh, God,” she groaned.
One lick was all it took to get to the center of her Tootsie Roll. One slathering slurp of that thick, wet tongue opened Alyssa’s pussy up as if it was a blossoming flower. Then she was helpless to Colin’s lips and tongue, as he feasted on her cunt.
“Oh, yeah,” Brad grinned, pinning Alyssa down and staring between her legs. “You eat they pussy up. Get her nice and wet for us.”
“Mmmph!” Colin gave him a thumbs up, never lifting his head from between her legs.
As Alyssa succumbed to the delicious sensation between her thighs, she felt David struggle to untie the strap behind her neck. A moment later it was free; and he pulled down the front of her dress to let her breasts flop free.
Alyssa felt a moment’s self-consciousness, knowing that lying on her back was not the most flattering angle for a well-endowed woman such as herself. But that moment passed the moment that David got onto his knees next to the bench, and his big hands started squeezing and kneading her tits.
“Oh, yes,” Alyssa groaned, as she felt his lips latch onto one of her large, brown nipples and start sucking. “That’s nice.”
A moment later, gentle hands curled around her throat, and Alyssa felt her head gently, but forcefully turned to one side.
Opening her eyes, she found herself staring at the business end of Reed’s enormous, black cock. He was crouching down by the side of the bench, offering it to her.
Instinctively, Alyssa opened her mouth, and Reed shuffled forward.
His thick cock slid between her lips, and Alyssa’s nostrils flared as she struggled to breath. But soon enough, his big, black shaft was sliding in and out of her mouth and Alyssa’s tongue was swirling around the head of it.
“Fuuuck,” only Brad was unattended, standing above them all, stroking his hard cock in one hand. “That looks so fucking sexy.”
And it did. This gorgeous housewife, flat on her back with her boobs hanging out of her dress. Three good-looking black men were ravishing her – one snuffling and slurping between her legs, another sucking and squeezing her big breasts, and a third feeding his enormous cock in and out of Alyssa’s gently sucking mouth.
Terry stepped in for close-ups of the action – and lingered on Alyssa’s pretty face as she started to squeeze shut her eyes.
“Oh, God,” she pulled Reed’s cock from her mouth, and started jerking it off, using her own saliva as lube. “Oh, God, you’re going to make me…”
And she did.
As Colin continued to lick and suck her clit, Alyssa felt a wave of pleasure building. It reached a crescendo the moment Colin pushed two fingers against the lips of Alyssa’s trembling cunt; and penetrated her deeply and firmly.
“Oh, fuck!” Her back arched. She pressed her hips hard against Colin’s face. He licked and sucked her clit furiously, fingering her all the while. “Oh, Jesus, here it comes!”
And she exploded.
An orgasm crashed over her like a tidal wave. Her pussy literally gushed into Colin’s mouth, and he drank it down with enthusiasm; never letting up with his tongue or fingers. He played her like she was a violin, keeping Alyssa on the crest of that orgasmic wave until she didn’t think she could take it any longer; and only then did he let her flop down onto the bench, utterly exhausted.
Grinning, Colin lifted his face from between her legs. His handsome, brown face was glistening with her juices.
“You like that, baby?” He grinned.
Alyssa was barely able to respond. She just nodded.
“Well,” Colin lifted himself up. Stroking his massive cock, he pressed the swollen tip against the pink, glistening lips of Alyssa’s pussy. “Then you’re going to love this.”
Chapter Twenty Eight
Alyssa arched her back again, as she felt Colin press his cock against her pussy.
She was so wet and so turned on at this point that nothing could stop him from penetrating her. Her greedy pussy opened up like a flower, and his impossibly thick cock slid inside, inch after inexorable inch.
“Oh, fuuuuck,” Alyssa cried. She’d never felt so full before – stretched in new and delicious ways.
“You like that, baby?” Colin grinned, hooking his elbows under Alyssa’s legs and practically bending her in half. “You like my big, black dick?”
From that angle, with Alyssa’s ankles up around Colin’s ears, it allowed the young man to sink his cock right up into the helpless housewife. It was excruciating and exquisite, and Alyssa wailed with discomfort and pleasure right up to the moment Colin’s bony hips pressed against her thighs.
And then he started to fuck her.
The bench creaked as it was rocked back and forth. Alyssa flailed wildly with her hands, and they found Brad and David’s strong arms to hold onto. She braced herself against them as that big, black cock slid in and out of her.
“Oh, fuck, that’s so good,” Colin groaned, peering down to look at his thick, dark shaft as it slid between Alyssa’s tanned, pale thighs. “You’re so tight.”
Terry was crouching down – trying to get the perfect angle to record this impossibly huge cock splitting Alyssa in two.
At the same time, the other boys returned their attention to her. David and Brad continued holding onto Alyssa, holding her steady as she was fucked. Reed, on the other hand, moved himself to the front of the bench, which Alyssa’s head was practically hanging off the end of, and offered her his cock once again.
“Come on, baby,” he purred, strokin
g her hair as she obediently opened her mouth. “Suck my cock, you pretty little bitch.”
The word ‘bitch’ stung, but Alyssa ignored it. Instead, she concentrated on opening her mouth wide, and letting Reed sink his cock inside it.
From this angle, he could go deeper – practically sliding into Alyssa’s throat. And, like that, she found herself spit-roasted between two black cocks – fucking fore-and-aft on the creaking wooden bench.
It was overwhelming – all those hands on her body, those huge cocks moving in and out of her. She could barely breath, and it was distracting her from the delicious sensation of getting fucked by the biggest, hardest cock she’d ever experienced.
But fortunately, that distraction didn’t last long.
“Oh, fuck,” Reed started muttering. “Oh, God, I’m going to cum…”
And then, with a gasp, Alyssa felt the big cock in her mouth pulled out. She opened her eyes and looked upwards, getting a unique, worms-eye view of Reed as he stroked and jerked his cock wildly, aiming it towards her face.
Behind him, Alyssa could make out the silhouette of Terry; closing in to film what happened next.
“H-here it comes,” Reed groaned, and the next thing Alyssa knew, a hot, wet spurt landed on her chin. Then another, and another.
Reed was cumming; jerking off directly onto her face.
Alyssa squeezed shut her eyes as she felt the hot wetness splatter her – spraying her lips, chin and forehead. Her nostrils filled with the scent of sperm, and she clamped shut her mouth as a salty dribble fell across her tongue.
“Oh, yeah,” Reed groaned, as he squeezed out the last few drops of cum from his softening shaft. “Now that’s a sexy sight.”
Alyssa lay on the bench with her eyes shut, feeling the hot wetness on her face. Her whole body was still getting rocked back and forth, as that huge cock slid in and out of her. Now she wasn’t struggling to breath, the delicious sensation began to take precedence. Each thrust of Colin’s huge dick was hitting her right on her g-spot.
“Mmmm,” she squirmed on the couch, and cautiously opened her eyes. She looked up and saw Brad and David grinning down at her; each of them squeezing and kneading her breasts. “God, that feels good…”
She licked her lips, and tasted cum. Then she just relaxed into the moment, and luxuriated in the sensation of that big dick pounding in and out of her.
Pleasure began to build between her legs.
“Oh, don’t stop,” she moaned. “Keep going.”
Colin did as he was told.
Squeezing shut her eyes again, Alyssa curled her fingers around Brad and David’s arms; bracing herself against them as she was fucked hard, and deep, and fast.
“Oh, yes,” she moaned. “Oh, God, here it comes…”
And it did.
“Uuuuuuuuggngh!” With a guttural moan, Alyssa came again; an orgasm washing over her like thunder. She felt like such a slut, getting fucked on a bench with cum drying on her face. But that just added to the wicked, delicious sensation.
Arching her back, she shuddered in pleasure.
Chapter Twenty-Nine
Moments later, Alyssa flopped back onto the bench, exhausted. She’d climaxed twice now, and it looked like the boys were nowhere near done with her.
“Okay,” with a wet-sounding ‘schlurp’ Colin pulled his still rock-hard cock from her depths. “It’s your turn, Brad. Roll her over.”
Mewling in disappointment, suddenly feeling empty and hollow now she wasn’t getting fucked any more, Alyssa didn’t resist the big, strong hands and hauled her up off the bench.
Riiiip! Her dress was torn off her, leaving the well-fucked housewife naked. David grabbed the tattered material and used it to wipe Reed’s cum from her face. It didn’t do a very good job – actually just smearing it across her lips and cheek.
Meanwhile, Brad straddled the bench and sat down on it; and that’s when David practically carried Alyssa over to him.
“W-what are you doing?” She asked – but got the gyst of it pretty quickly. They threw her legs either side of Brad’s hips until she was straddling him; and then lowered her down.
Brad grabbed the base of his impressive cock and lined it up with the entrance to Alyssa’s freshly-fucked pussy. The swollen tip nuzzled between the lips.
“Mmmm,” Alyssa giggled, and then she allowed herself to be lowered down.
She was dripping wet, so at this point Brad’s cock slipped as effortlessly inside her as a piston sliding into a well-oiled cylinder. Inch-by-inch, Alyssa lowered herself onto that enormous cock, gasping as she felt herself stretched and filled.
Moments later, she was nestled in his lap – impaled on that thick, throbbing shaft.
“Fuuuck, you’re tight,” Brad grinned, grabbing her hips and pulling her back and forth on his big dick. “You feel amazing, baby.”
And Alyssa just blushed; flattered and embarrassed at the same time. But she didn’t have much opportunity to be emotional. Soon that big, thick shaft buried inside of her began hitting the most delicious and sensitive spots, and the way her clitoris was rubbing against Brad’s bony hips was making her cunt gush with wetness.
Would she be able to cum a third time?
That question because easier to answer when Brad’s big hands slid up her body to cup her large, swinging breasts. At the same time, the handsome black youth pressed his lips against hers, and began making out with her – despite the fact that Alyssa’s lips were still glistening with Reed’s cum.
The sensation of those big hands on her tits… The thick lips on her mouth… That delicious cock, sticking up inside her like a flagpole.
“Oh, fuck,” Alyssa pulled her mouth away. “Oh, God, I’m going to do it again.”
And she did; riding herself to a third shuddering orgasm on Brad’s dick.
The three men watching her cheered as the beautiful housewife climaxed; and Alyssa could see that Terry, behind them all, was focusing the camera intently on her face.
Moments after her orgasm subsided, the boys changed things up again.
David suddenly straddled the couch behind her, and his big hands gripped Alyssa’s waist. She felt his lips on her throat, and his hot chest against her bare back.
She was sandwiched between these two men, and it felt delicious.
But then David’s hand was in the small of her back, pushing her forward. Brad took the hint, and lay down on the bench; pulling Alyssa down with him.
“W-what are you doing?”
The answer came in the form of a ‘click’ and then a spurt of cool wetness between the cheeks of her ass. Alyssa looked over her shoulder and saw that David had just popped the top of a bottle of Astroglide and was slathering the gleaming lubrication all over his thick, throbbing erection. The rest of the bottle had been poured between her upturned buttocks.
“Oh, God, no,” Alyssa groaned, as David leaned forward and gripped the base of his oiled-up cock. “You can’t…”
But he could. He nuzzled the head of his enormous cock between the cheeks of her ass.
“Oh, fuck,” Alyssa dropped her head down, burying it in Brad’s sweaty chest. “It’ll never fit.” And even as she said that, Alyssa felt a hard, hot, inexorable pressure against her tightly-clenched little ass.
The head of David’s cock.
“C’mon, baby,” David reached up and grabbed her shoulder with one hand, and held his cock steady with the other. “Open up for me, you beautiful little slut.”
“Uuuunngh!” Alyssa gritted her teeth, as she felt David press his cock harder against her ass. The slick lube did it’s trick. Her asshole was stretching open. All it would take would be a…
Pop!
Suddenly, the impossibly huge head of David’s cock was inside her; and she nearly lost it.
“Oh fuck,” she panted. “Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck!” But at the same time as David impaled her from the rear, Brad started thrusting from below; and soon there was such an orchestra of sensation between her legs
that Alyssa lost track of where the pleasure ended and the discomfort began.
“Awww, shit, your ass is tight,” David leaned forward and kissed Alyssa’s throat. “You ever even had a dick in your ass before?”
Alyssa couldn’t find the words to answer.
Instead, she just reached down and gripped the edge of the bench, and braced herself for what happened next.
“Oh, God!” as Brad thrust upwards, into her dripping pussy, David pulled his cock back, slithering several inches out his shaft back out of her. Then, he’d thrust forward once again; and that would send Alyssa’s whole body sliding forward, off the cock buried in her cunt.
Like the cylinders of an engine, she was being pistoned by the two, big cocks. One slid in, and the other slid out. Then that second one would pull back, and the first would push back in. It was mind-numbing. It drove her crazy.
“This is incredible,” she groaned.
Sweat beaded on her naked body. Her hair clung to her sticky face. Alyssa looked up, blinking salty sweat from her eyes, and saw Terry and David both filming intently; drinking in the action with their cameras.
And then she looked across the room towards her husband.
Michael sat in the corner, watching with wide eyes. His face was an expressionless mask. She couldn’t tell what he was feeling. He couldn’t even look into her eyes.
Well, fuck it, Alyssa thought to herself. She was three orgasms in, and too far gone to back out now.
Gripping the edge of the bench, she humped her hips back against the two cocks buried inside of her; desperate to see if she could make herself cum one last time.
Chapter Thirty
She came twice more, as it happened.
Both of them hit her like a freight train, making her arch her back and cry out loud. Those big, thick cocks were working so slickly between her legs. She felt like a helpless fuck-toy, and that in itself made her feel sexier than she ever had done in the past.
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