by Tammy Goaren
“Look at you,” Hudson grunts, his pace faster now that I’ve adapted to his size. “You like having all your naughty holes stretched by cocks, don’t you, baby? I bet your husband likes watching us pound your sweet body, too.” He slaps my ass cheek hard and I whimper around Perez’s meat. “Why don’t you show us how much you enjoy getting gang banged by cumming for us again, baby.”
Emphasizing his words, Thomas beings to rub at my clit, flicking and pulling at it while Perez does the same to my nipples. Hudson keeps smacking and squeezing my ass, urging me in his deep, husky voice to cum. The extra stimulation does exactly what they intended. It lifts me up, raising me to the height of ecstasy, surpassing the expanse of my first orgasm. My second comes in a rush, rocking me to the core. I quiver as it hits me, my cunt constricting on the shaft thrusting in and out as it convulses. Even my ass muscles tighten, causing Hudson to let out a sharp gasp. In my head I’m screaming, Yes! Yes, fuck me, fuck me so hard!
My mind turns to complete mush as I loose myself to the rhythmic pounding of sweet release, like the tide slapping against a moonlit shore. I hear them talking, but I don’t comprehend the words. I just lay there, slowly coming down from the incredible high, the aftershock pulsing over my skin in the form of tiny shivers.
Hudson pulls out of me, much to the relief of my battered asshole. He’s followed by Thomas and Perez, which disappoints me. I’m still hot and ready, willing to fuck them all night long. It would be such a shame if they had given up so soon…
Perez leans over, his breath hot against my ear, “there’s a little detail we never mentioned, baby doll.” He pinches my nipple until I whimper. “Captain Mitchell didn’t just tell us to fuck you, he also told us to breed you, to fill your pussy with our cum…”
Before I can react, rough hands slid me further down the table, turning me so that I’m laying on my belly. The table is cold against my tits and stomach, forcing a shudder to run down my body. I wasn’t sure what Perez was talking about. Breed me? My sex addled brain catches up just as I feel Hudson’s hung cock slam into my dripping wet cunt. I cry out, gasping at the rush of sensation as his head rams against my cervix. I realize that none of them are using condoms, I should have seen that sooner. I’m not on the pill! There was no need for me to be. Conner wasn’t fertile and when we played with other people we just used rubbers. But was he using my fantasy as a means to get me pregnant?
Chapter 3
“Wait, stop,” I try to sit up, but I’m still pinned and cuffed in place, “Conner, I—” another deep thrust turns my words into a groan. As Hudson pulls back, I make another attempt at getting the three of them to listen to me, but when I open my mouth again, Thomas puts his cock in it.
I can taste my own salty-sweet juices on his shaft and though I try to pull away from him, he grabs fistfuls of my hair, holding me in place. From the corner of my eye I see Perez, stroking his dick, watching as Hudson continues to ram me from behind. My cunt betrays me, happily massaging the giant ramming in and out of it. I try to squirm and get away, but I only make myself choke as Thomas tries getting me to deep throat him. The more I struggle the rougher they get, the thrusts slamming into me so hard it’s a wonder my pelvis doesn’t break, my hair pulled and mouth penetrated without regard for my comfort or need for air.
I stare up at Thomas, my eyes begging him to stop, but either he doesn’t see the fear in my gaze or he just doesn’t care. I don’t want to be pregnant! I need to scream at them, but I can’t! I’m so frustrated and angry, but despite everything running through my head, my traitorous cunt is enjoying every magnificent inch of Hudson’s unprotected cock. My whole body betrays me, my hips bouncing in rhythm with the bone shattering thrusts and my mouth greedily sucking the thick, strong rod that is all but choking me.
The only one being gentle is Perez. He strokes the hair out of my face, nibbling on my neck and ear. My poor neck that’s covered in blotchy bruises thanks to Thomas’ efforts. “Oh that’s it, pretty girl, just relax,” Perez whispers, “you’re gonna be so hot when your belly is swollen with a baby…”
I can’t believe what I’m hearing! I’m getting gang banged, I’ve got a hickey on my damn neck and Conner wants me to have a baby?! I’m practically a sex addict, I can never get enough dick as proven by this very moment, what makes my husband think I have any right raising a child! He must be going senile, that’s the only logical explanation I can come up with!
Fighting my body’s lustful will, I struggle to get them to stop again. It’s only a matter of time before Hudson busts a nut inside my sinful gash, I have to prevent that from happening!
“Come on, hot cakes,” Perez bites my lobe, “this’ll be so much easier if you just let us do our job. You wouldn’t want us to get in trouble with the Captain, would you?” He runs his fingers down my spine, all the way to my ass crack. Instead of tracing his way back up, he wiggles that finger between my cheeks, slipping it to my very sore anus.
I buck as he strokes over the swollen hole, causing him to chuckle. “Your little ass is tender, huh? I’m not surprised after it was fucked so hard.” He doesn’t stop caressing it, swirling the pad of his finger around the stretched pucker and occasionally dipping a couple inches inside.
Hudson is still pounding me, his shaft like a piston, stroking hard and fast into my greedy little cunt. His iron grip on my waist tightens, fingers digging into my flesh so hard I know they’re going to leave bruises. He doesn’t have to shout for me to know he’s about to cum!
I try to spit Thomas out and finally he lets me go. “No, don’t!” I yell, but it’s too late. With a deep, rumbling groan Hudson’s cock erupts, squirting his hot seed into me. I moan, squirming on his twitching, spasming dick, frustrated that I was unable to prevent this from happening. “Please, no more, I can’t have a baby,” I whimper, but none of them are listening.
They all trade spots once Hudson has emptied himself into me. Thomas yields his position to Hudson, who presents his partially stiff rod to me with the order to clean it off. My juices are sticking to the shaft, there’s a little dribble of his cum oozing down the head. I glare at him, blatantly refusing. Do these guys really expect me to go along with this after I told them to stop?
“Clean it off yourself,” I snap at him, tugging on the cuffs chaining me to the table. Perez is behind me, rubbing my ass cheeks with his erection. “I said to stop, or at least,” my pussy prompts me to add, “use a goddamn condom!”
Hudson frowns back at me for a moment and then he grabs hold of my jaw, pinching my cheeks between his thumb and index finger to force open my mouth. I fight him, but my struggles are in vain, he crams his sticky, messy cock into my mouth. “Be a good girl and suck it clean,” he orders again.
My pussy juices taste good on his monster dick, I want to resist him, but a bigger part of me wants to devour the delicious, gooey meat and so, I obey his directive. A traitorous moan escapes me as I gobble up the shaft, slurping and licking until it’s glistening with only my warm saliva.
Perez finally plunges into me, but I’m so caught up in my task that it takes me a few seconds to realize he’s bare-backing me! His cock feels so amazing, filling me up without stretching me so much I feel like I’m going to burst. He varies his pace, going from fast and hard to slow and deep, teasing my horny little tunnel until I’m close to cumming a third time!
“Yeah, baby, you love this cock. You know you don’t really want us to stop. You want our fertile semen to impregnate your hot, tight pussy,” Perez grunts, his thrusts picking up speed. He reaches beneath me, seeking my clit, but I’m pressed so close to the table he doesn’t have enough room to properly rub it. Instead he settles for pressing his palm into the throbbing little nub and without promptly my body instinctively grinds against him.
I’m almost to the edge when he stops, tugging his dick out of me. “Not yet, baby, not yet,” he rubs the head of his cock between my slit, swirling the tip around my clit and feigning penetrating me again. I growl in frustr
ation, rocking my hips back and squirming. He starts to push back in and then slides out. If my mouth weren’t still full of Hudson, I would have screamed and begged, but the only noise I get out is a pleading whimper.
“You wanna cum on my cock, little girl?” He pokes teasingly at my entrance.
I grunt and wiggle my hips, desperate to get him back. I don’t even care anymore if they do impregnate me, I just need to be fucked!
“You want my seed inside you? Want me to fuck a baby into your belly?”
Caught in the moment, I squirm, moaning pathetically, wanting cock so bad I’d say or do anything to get it. I know I’m going to regret it later, but right now, it’s the hottest thing anyone has ever said to me.
My efforts pay off. He rams into my cunt, pounding me so hard I can feel his tight balls slap against me. I buck my hips in rhythm with his thrusts, delighting in how perfectly he glides along my slick tunnel. In seconds I’m about to cum, the fire in my pussy burning hotter and hotter with each slamming stroke. Perez lets out a shuddering groan, I can feel his whole body twitching with the force of his ejaculation. It sends me over the edge, my hole constricts around his cock, milking gush after hot gush of semen from it.
We stay like this for several minutes, riding each other’s orgasm until the very end. Staggering away from me, empty and satisfied, Perez gives my ass a swat on his way to join Hudson in front of me. He brushes a hand through my hair, then presents his cock for me to clean. His fellow officer backs off and I seize his dick, giving it the same thoroughly shine as the one before.
Thomas, who was watching the whole thing, takes Perez’s place behind me. I raise my hips, inviting him inside my pussy. He crouches down, spreading my wet folds to reveal my pink, juicy vulva. “So messy back here,” I hear him mumble, his breath tickling my moist, exposed skin. His tongue starts lapping at me, stroking all the way from my clit to my tender asshole. He mostly focuses on my entrance though, licking away the cum that’s oozing out of me.
When he’s satisfied with my level of cleanliness, he straightens up again and adjusts my position. Rolling me onto my back forces me to release Perez’s dick; he doesn’t seem to mind. Thomas lifts my legs over my head, bending me almost in half. I feel his tip push against my opening and then he slides smoothly into my sex.
I moan as he starts to pump, setting a steady pace. I arch my back to meet his thrusts, managing to get him a little bit deeper. He fits inside me like a glove, comfortably stretching me like Perez did. I lay my head back, closing my eyes against the harsh florescent lights overhead and letting myself enjoy the smooth, rhythmic strokes. Hudson and Perez are still nearby, I feel their hands on me, teasing my nipples, stroking through my hair.
“That’s it, girl,” Hudson tells me, squeezing my tit in his broad, long fingered hand, “that cock’s gonna fill your little pussy full of hot, baby-making cum…”
“Oh, yeah,” I moan, my tongue flicking over my lips. I imagine Conner again and wonder if he’s still observing. I hope he is, I hope he enjoyed seeing me used and bred like a bitch in heat. With all the cum swimming around inside my cunt, I’d be surprised if I didn’t get pregnant. But if it’s what my husband wants, I’ll go along with it. I’ll let these strange men fuck a baby into me, even though it’s the last thing I want. “Oh, fuck me harder,” my voice is raw from being deep throated, but I’m thrilled to be able to talk and scream. “Fuck my pussy, Thomas!”
He obliges me, quickening his pace until he’s ramming into me as fast as he can. I can hear him panting and grunting, clinging to my legs as though I might be thrown across the room by the sheer force of his rapid, merciless pounding.
I continue to shout, begging him to fuck me harder, to cum inside me. My pussy is blazing with heat, on the verge of another glorious release. I force myself to wait, to hold out just a little bit longer so I can keep getting plowed by Thomas’ magnificent cock. “Yes! That’s it, do it,” I urge him, “give me your cum! I want it all, all your cum inside my pussy!”
I can’t contain my orgasm any longer. With a shuddering cry the heat explodes, washing through every inch of my tingling, sweaty body. My moans of ecstasy send Thomas into convulsions as he cums as well, adding a third wave of creamy, sticky sperm to the pool of semen inside me.
We’re still grinding together when the interrogation room door creaks open. Peeking around Thomas I see Conner stepping inside and I spot the bulge in his pants. The three officers move away from me, giving him a clear view of my cum splattered pussy. I smile and he grins back, his blue eyes gleaming. He says in a low, husky voice that sends chills of desire down my spine, “now it’s my turn…”
STORY SEVEN
Chapter 1
I put off the physical I needed for my study abroad program longer than I should have, so when it came time to make an appointment, I had to see a doctor I didn't know. My family doctor was on vacation, and the only doctor at the office was a man that I'd always noticed leering at me when I came in for a check-up.
I can't say I blamed him entirely; I was a tennis player and my eighteen-year-old body was muscled and lithe, but long-limbed and graceful. My D-cup breasts were occasionally a hindrance to my running, but I'd learned how to conceal them in high-end sports bras. However, when I wasn't running, I didn't much care for covering them up. I was a big fan of my cleavage, so I showed off my tits whenever possible.
Today was no exception. I had a date later, so I had shown up at the doctors in my “going out” outfit: a deep red tank top, short khaki shorts, and sandals. My underwear matched the tank top, just in case things went really well on the date. I never liked to be caught unprepared.
I could see a nurse behind the reception desk, eying me suspiciously. I tried not to make eye contact; I wasn't really in a rush to go back and I could see her pulling my filing from a stack on the desk. I couldn't help but fiddle anxiously on the couch, as I waited for someone to come and collect me from the waiting room. The nurse rolled her eyes at me, before dropping my file on the desk, picking up her purse, and leaving through the back exit.
Well, that's weird, I thought.
The waiting room was totally empty, and I didn't hear so much as a sound from anywhere else in the building. It was a ghost town, and I was the only one still lingering. Part of me wanted to run, but I really needed this physical or the school would never let me go on the trip.
After what felt like hours of uncomfortable fidgeting, the leering doctor poked his head out of the exam room and gestured for me to come in.
“Maria Morgan? This way.”
I raised a cautious eyebrow.
Didn't nurses usually start the exam? Was there really no one else around?
I walked into the exam room with a bit of apprehension. "Have a seat," the doctor said, pointing to the chair next to the exam table. I don't know how I hadn't noticed it before, but this doctor was hot. He was probably in his mid-40s, but you wouldn't have guessed it unless you noticed the flecks of grey hair among the black at his temples. A pair of wide-rimmed glasses only amplified his bright green eyes, and his dimples gave him a boyish look of mischief.
I felt my heart race in a way I wasn't used to, especially around a man that age. What was it about him that made me want to rip off my clothes and jump him right then and there?
"Hello, Miss Morgan. My name is Dr. Marcos. What can I help you with today?" When he shook my hand, his finger brushed across my wrist and sent a shot of electricity through me.
"Well, I'm going on a study abroad trip to Spain and I need a physical to be approved for the trip. So I need you... to... examine me,” I whispered nervously. Why did he make me so nervous?
"An exam, hmm? When was your last physical, Miss Morgan,” he said. There was a seductive rasp to his voice that made my blood run hot.
"Before I came to college, but that was two years ago. And please, call me Maria.”
"Maria it is, then. Are you you feeling okay? Any problems I should know about? You look to be in pe
ak physical condition, I have to say...” Dr. Marcos said, looking me over.
"I think I'm fine, I mean, as far as I know. But, I guess that's your job, right?" I couldn't even look into his eyes. They were so green, it was distracting.
"We should probably go ahead and do a full-body physical, just to test everything and make sure you feel as good as you look." He set about taking out instruments, and pulled down a sheet of paper on to the exam table. "Go ahead and disrobe, and we'll set about getting you checked out.”
I took off my tank top and shorts, and set them on the chair, then kicked off my sandals. But as I stood there in my red lace bra and matching panties, I didn't know if I should go the rest of the way...
“Underwear too?” I asked with a hint of apprehension.
Absentmindedly, Dr. Marcos answered over his shoulder, “Mmmhmm.”
I anxiously took off my underwear, then lay down on the exam table. I began counting ceiling tiles, as the doctor clicked and clacked his instruments around by the sink. What is he going to do with those?
Dr. Marcos made his way over to me and stood next to the exam table. I could feel him taking in every inch of my body with his eyes.
"There are several tests I'm going to perform, Maria, to make sure you're physically up to the challenge of long-distance travel. First, I'm going to look in your eyes.”
He leaned over me with a small penlight, his arms brushing against my breasts, and sending a shiver through my body.
