Fag Sub to BBC Round 2
CHAPTER II
The rest of Friday night and for the next two days I hid out in my apartment. Sleep was fitful and satisfying restfulness evaded me.
My ass felt like it was leaking all the time, and it ached most of those days. I took lots of long hot baths with soft music to distract me. Still, every time my ass twinged my memory of being forcefully impaled by that big black cock filled my thoughts. I recalled Jakes smell. Remember his gorgeous dark skin that felt like soft velvet over a steel hard shaft. I recall feeling it opening up and filling my bottom, stroking my bottom, stoking my prostate causing me to desire more so much more. I remember this was when I changed, I realized he was right and I did want to submit sexually to him, even though this was gay!
Over these two days I also felt an ache in my jaws, a soreness in my throat, and each time I felt anything of the sort my mind went back to Jake fucking me there. Actually, it seamed everything I felt reminded me of the horribly nasty experience of being a fucking ****** submissive, and I was so ashamed, but also so secretly thrilled.
I kept the secret thrill from myself first. This lasted two days. I told myself every time I was reminded of what happened, probably, that if it really did actually happen for real it would never ever happen again, that I am not queer, that I really am not submissive to anyone. That all I really wanted was to go back to being normal.
I remember on Monday, Jake called to see how I was doing after missing work. He said he understood hiding out all weekend to recoup after the beating I had during Friday’s game. He sounded so normal so casual that I wondered even more if ‘IT’ had actually really happened, or was I sick and delusional. I didn’t ask, not wanting to start anything I didn’t want to finish.
But after his call I kept seeing images in my mind of his huge cock. I told myself again and again all day how I wasn’t submissive, how it all was a fever delirium and not real. I told myself I was not submissive to him or anyone, and how I wanted to go back to being normal. But when I recalled my life with Debbie I could see a submissiveness in me to that bitch.
The worse thing was when I went to take another bath Monday night, and saw myself in the mirror. I noticed my dick and remembered Jake had called it my little pecker, and the image of his big manly dark black skinned uncut cock filled my mind too, and I saw it beside my own pathetic little pecker. And I remember wishing I had a big cock like his. I had to shake the image out of my mind, but it was hard to do. I did several times that night.
Tuesday was worse. Although the aches and pains had almost totally passed, whenever I would see Jake minding his own business, I would remember in a haze how I had experienced a weird but fun time at his hands. And, not sure if it was actually real, I would watch him to see if he showed any sign it had been real. I thought I remembered him taking control of my wants, but couldn’t say for sure.
Work had been tough, it was hard to stay focused on the job. As we hit the clock Jake caught up with me and asked, “Game night again, my place, Friday eight, you in?” I shook my head, and he smiled. I was even more confused, now more convinced it had all been in my head. And, sleep this night too was full of squirming around under the covers.
Wednesday, I awoke thinking about sucking cock, Jake’s big black cock, and the idea both disgust me as well as thrilled me. I felt my first solid hard-on since Friday night. And for some reason as I awoke, I realized my fingers weren’t stroking it, but with the tips were fanning it like a girl’s clit. As I became more aware of the fact I forced two fingers to dig deeply to one side of my hard shaft then the other, and it felt oh so good and right. Although I had considered gripping my little pecker with my thumb and two fingers, this felt like what I preferred now.
But as my play continued, I reminded myself as I thought I wanted to fan my big clit that all of this was so very perverted and so fucking queer, and so I stopped before orgasming. In shame I fell back into my fitful asleep again.
I was late to work because I had slept through the alarm. In a rush I clocked in and found my pace. As I worked, I saw Jake every now and then but we were both too busy to talk. After work he was out the door before me, so I went home wondering what would happen Friday.
On Thursday I awoke feeling so confused. I woke with a hard-on again, fingers still fanning it like a horny bitch. I woke with my balls aching for release, but the images of perverted fag sex kept me from finishing myself again. It all made me feel so ashamed all the fucking time. I felt I needed release, but also that I needed to resist it to stay normal. So, I got up and went to work. I didn’t see Jake all day that day.
After work, I thought some internet porn might help. I looked at all the pics and vids I had filed. These all had girls that looked like my old girlfriend Debbie. I always found stimulation from them. But this time as I watched and viewed them, in my mind I heard Debbie saying, “I need ‘MORE’ Steve,” and I looked at my little pecker in frustration.
Then I heard Jake in my head saying, “You a sub. She made you suck her poosai ful o your own cum. Ya like eating cum Stevie.” And in my minds eye I could see her doing just that. Climbing up to position her swollen cum dripping pussy onto my lips. And as I imagined it I realized that I was enjoying the nastiness of it.
I pulled my hand from my lap in disgust. I turned off all the pics and videos. I did a search for Cum eating, and came across a category named CUCKOLDING. As I jumped from story to story, I was exposed to men that wanted their wives or girlfriends to fuck other men. I recalled Jake talking about fucking Debbie and how I got hard. Switching, I found another category, this time for cuckolds who wanted INTERRACIAL sex. Everything kept reminding me of my frightful memory of that night with Jake.
As I read I envisioned Debbie being the wife in those stupid stories, and Jake with his big black cock, offering her the ‘MORE’ he had told me she meant she needed. I imagined her asking him to fuck her with his big black cock. And with every story I switched to, it was the same, her with him as I cried for it all to stop, but it never did and it drove me nuts, so I turned off the porn site.
A google search on ‘Ejaculation and Orgasm’ opened a plethora of results, which I scanned quickly. In one article I read about how a wife milked her husband’s prostate. And more in depth study revealed the practice of Orgasms without Ejaculation, which led me to search the practice of milking the prostate.
All in all, what I discovered in all this research is that while most of the facts about regular sexual intercourse up to the point of Ejaculation and the Chemistry of these phases are mostly synonymous between the sexes. But through and after the Orgasm there can be remarkable differences.
For Women, Orgasm does not produce and transmit the male Ejaculatory chemicals, so they don’t experience the Resolution phase, making multiple Orgasms possible, and much desired. The only problem is if they cum together he is most likely to go to sleep after, just as she is getting spooled up for round two.
See, for men experiencing Orgasm with the usual Ejaculation, a chemical cocktail of hormones is dumped into their bodies, creating a collision of results; Psychological they experience a reduction of libido, total lack of sexual interest, and Physical softening of their sexual organs making intercourse impossible even if he had a desire to resume, and amplified exhaustion manifesting in extreme tiredness with the resulting in the mandatory post Orgasmic nap.
On the other hand, men experiencing an Orgasm without the usual Ejaculation experience an Orgasm much like the women’s Orgasm, where they don’t receive the chemical cocktail of Ejaculation which causes the Resolution phase.
So, because I experienced, if my dream was actually true, a prostate milking because Jake’s cock actually had massaged my prostate, and although I had diddled myself like a fucking stupid ***********, teasing my stupid dick, or little pecker as I think I remember Jake calling it, when felt like I had to pee so bad that would have been the start of the Orgasm without Ejaculation, and the feeling that I had pooped for so fucking long and the sensations I think I recall as being very nice, well that was either the prolonged Orgasm or multiple Orgasms.
Further search explained that the prostate during massaging stimulation produces semen, as it does naturally. But when a sensation of fullness builds, usually a man receiving sexual stimulation to his shaft and the cock’s head, the feeling is known and it triggers an Ejaculation. This ejaculation releases the semen in muscular contractions that in turn triggers the release of hormones that give the sensation of completion and brings on sleep.
This is when I realized the info was beginning to repeat itself, so I turned off the computer.
I still felt great shame, thinking what if, probably not, but fuck, what if… Off and on all night I continued to think about all of it. I told myself, ‘I’m a man, and men don’t do that fucking stuff!’ I tried not to think about what we might have done, but, I kept finding myself running through details, and feeling a nasty thrill. Then I’d yell, “NO, never again!”
I went to work Friday. Jake found me at lunch and reminded me, “Hay bro, have your game on tonight. Remember B-ball at six.”
I said, “Thanks, I’ll be there.” And I was, at five as usual. I always helped set up the cooler of bears, the bowls of chips and pretzels. I found a good seat to await the usual crowd of coworkers to show. All was as it always had been. The guys came, the game was the usual noisy thrill, and the crowd piled out at eight as usual, and I stayed to help clean up again after.
This time Dan and Bill, two other big dark skinned bald black men I really didn’t know so well, stayed behind. They just sat there as Jake and I cleaned. All the while they sat on opposite ends of the sofa and watched us, well me actually, as we cleaned up cups and plates and other mess.
Once in a while they’d lean toward each other and whisper, laugh about some joke or something, then go back to watching the work without any desire to help at all.
Then, when we had finished cleaning, I assumed the coworkers would like their privacy, as Dan and Bill moved to set up a card table in front of the sofa, ignoring me. After all, I had never really socialize with these guys other than here during game nights. So, I said to Jake, “Thanks for the game bro, it was great. I’ll let myself out. Next week?”
Jake said, “Wait Stevie. Don’t ya wanna keep goin. We plan to play cards, an we need ya to square the table.”
Other than in my dreams he had never called me that! But there were four of us here, so nothing could get out of hand like it had in my wild imagination. So, sheepishly I agreed to play. The guys had me sit on the sofa where I was sitting almost to low. They all towered over me as they sat in folding chairs.
The game began, partners strip poker… right! Well after some resistance they talked me into it. Jake pulled out a basket of cloths, clean of course. He divided them up and even amount to each of us. And the game started. I lost the first several round, but it soon evened up so we were all out of Jake’s starters. Then all of them lost their shirts before I lost again. I lost again and was greatful I was sitting so low under the table as Jake said, “Take um off Stevie,” and Bill said, “Only fair girl.”
I didn’t like how things looked to be turning, not until Bill lost next and Dan laughed and said, “Haha, now ya have to remove um too,” and as he pulled it over his head Dan said, “Dats my girl.”
And as Dan said it I realized it was just their way of teasing each other, calling one another, ‘Girl’.
Bill responded, “Oh ya bitch. Ya gona be nex, and ya know the rules, ‘first one naked is the bottom.”
I interrupted, “What rules? What’s the bottom mean?”
Jake spoke up, “Sorry, we forgot ta tell ya what da rules be. Let’s take a bear brake and I’ll explain den ya can decide if ya wanna resume. Okay?” and as he was speaking the guys stood and went to the cooler for bears.
One of them, I’m not sure which, said to me, “Sit Stevie, ya done enough doin all the woman’s work round here. We’ll get ya a bear. Least I can do for our date.” I believed they were still playing the teasing game.
Jake said, “Look, when we play dis game, its only fair da looser gots ta jack the winners off.” As he was saying this, one of the other two handed me a cold one. The other picked up the table and put it in a corner, so I was sitting there in my boxers only. I quickly covered my lap with my hands.
Jake continued, “But since no one told ya, we can start over or quit, although I was really lookin forward ta on of ya girls wankin dis ting.” And as he said it he grabbed his junk and held it out toward me just as I had imagined him doin last weekend.
I really didn’t have to think about it. I really wanted to get up and run out of there. I was about to do it when Jake said, “Come on Stevie, I really want ya to continue. I want ya to agree to the rules knowingly and try to win, but know ya might lose and then willingly jack each of us. Now tell me ya will.”
He sounded like it was less a question and more a command, and I felt compelled, but I resisted.
Dan sat beside me naked from the waist up, and put his smelly arm around my shoulder pulling me into him, “Come on and if I lose I’ll be your girl. Say ya will.” I sat quietly.
Bill sat on my other side, crowding me into the middle, as Jake pulled the big chair opposite close to my knees where he sat as well. I was so hemmed in I was a bit scared. Jake asked, “Can we play and count on ya ta follow da rules? If ya lose ya promise to jack all of us off Stevie? Ya agree ta pull each of our big black cocks out and yank each o us till we cum all over ya face. Tell me ya wan ta do it, ya wanna play with us.”
Now I knew I was in trouble, but I also started thinking last week may not have been a dream. I started thinking I couldn’t repeat what now looked to have probably happened last week, and that although there was as good a chance Bill could lose what if I did, could I, would I if I agreed to?
I noticed Bill’s hot thigh pressed close to mine as he leaned so very close to me and whispered in my ear, “Please Stevie, look at what all dis talk is doin to my cock.”
I don’t know why but I looked, and I could distinctly see the huge bulge of his growing cock as it snaked down the other side of his thigh. I looked away in shame as Dan pulled me close to him and whispered in my other ear, “Is your big white cock getting hard too Stevie?”
Jake asked, “So, come on and be a good girl and tell me ya agrees ta and I’ll get da table set back up for us.”
Dan said, “Not so fast bro. I axed Stevie a question bout his big white cock.” Then he pulled me deeper into his armpit and asked again, “Well Stevie, ya gots ta have a big hard white cock growin down dare, rite? I ain’t nebber seen a white one. Come on Stevie be a good girl an show me.”
Bill pulled me to him and said, “Stop it, ya frightening dis poor ***********. She aint no bitch ya can force ta desire sex with ya, she ain’t your fuck toy, your horny little cum slut bitch. Are ya Stevie.”
Finally I got the courage to speak, “No, I, what is this, I want to, please let me up.”
Dan said, “See Bill, Stevie wants to get up. He wants to show me his big white cock. Bet cha its big as yours!”
Jake said, “I’ll take a piece of dat bet. Fifty on da black cock, they always out man a little white pecker.”
OMG, he knew. I felt so trapped with these three and what could be coming. In a desperate move to stop the progression of this scenario, I said, “How bout we get back to the game.”
Jake said, “I know Stevie, ya feel bad because ya know I is cheatin. Tell these men what I know, come on and tell um, or do ya want me to?”
Oh damn, what could I do? If I told them Jake had seen me naked they’d want to know the details and then I’d be labeled the ****** when word got out. If I didn’t tell, Jake was as much saying he would. I felt like I was about to cry and wanted to fight m way out of the room.
Jake said, “I promised ya Stevie that I wouldn’t tell anyone. But I want ya to trust me, it will be okay, I’ll make these guys promise no also not say a word. Well guys, ya promise?”
Bill and Dan leaned so close I felt their breaths on my cheeks as both whispered in each of my ears, “Promise dude. You one of us now.” Dan continued, “And we don’t let no one talk about ours.” Then Bill said, “Please tell us you and Jake’s secret.”
I looked to Jake for help, and he asked, “ya remembers what I told ya you were last week? What dat bitch Debbie made ya? It ain’t ya, it was her. Remember she told ya dat? Well, ya is, and now your excuse can be that I told ya to tell. So do it, tell these boys the secret from da biginnin.” And as I closed my eyes to start he said, “No, I want ya to keep lookin at me. I want ya to know ya doin dis cause I told ya to.”
I opened them and focused my gaze on him, although I was acutely aware of my other two companions. My mouth was dry as I tried to speak, so Bill held his bear to my lips and gave me a sip. Then I started, “Jake said, well, he said my old girlfriend made me a, oh, damnit, she…”
Dan said, “Its cool. Come on ya can do this. Just trust us. We all friends now.” As he said this I felt him put his hand on mine, and even though I wanted to pull away I felt that would be rude, so I resumed.
I looked down then remembered to look into Jake’s eyes as I said, “Okay, Debbie was my girlfriend and she turned me into a sub.”
Bill asked, “What dat fuckin bitch do to do dat to ya Stevie? Dam dat bitch!” and Dan echoed the sentaments. Dan pulled me toward him in encouragement, at the same time Bill pulled my hand toward him for the same reason, and as they did my hand accidently came to rest atop Bill’s hard cock.
As I started to pull my hand free and away Bill held it firmly so I could feel that giant snake squirming under my palm. Jake interrupted my frustration, “Come on Stevie, tell um how she forced you ta submit.”
I refocused on Jake as I felt Bill rubbing his cock with my hand, and I said, “Oh, she made me…” but then I remembered what she had done, what she made me do, and I froze.
Dan said, “Dat bitch made ya do what girl? She make ya what? Come on and spill it. Ya wanna tell us, get it off your chest. Just spit it out.”
Jake haughed and said, Oh no, he didn’t do dat!” then he laughed again.
Bill said, “Oh ya do dis so good for me girl. Can ya feel dis, feel my cock? Here feel here,” and he pulled my hand down to the head where fingers automatically went around it surrounding the swelling glan. I notice it was wet and sticky and I felt a desire to find the dribbling slit with my fingertip.
Dan let me try to talk, “She would have me…” but as I did I felt him tilt his head so his lips touched and began kissing my earlobe, “She, oh ah, she she had me fuck her…” and as I spoke I felt my eyes close and my head tilt back and I tilted my head so he could kiss my neck too, my hand had worked Bill’s cock head out the leg of his boxers so my fingers were now exploring naked sticky wet hot huge hot flesh slipping all around the glan around the rown and digging the slit with the tip of my finger, “Oh my, I fucked Debbie and came in her and she made me suck it out.”
I heard Jake say, “Stevie, you’re neglecting Dan, Be a good girl and ask him to take his pants off too.”
I did as instructed, “Dan, would you remove these?” as I reached his way and patted the loth on his thigh.
Jake said, “Dat ain’t very nice bitch. Whats a good girl say when asking a favor like dis?” As he said this I felt Dan remove his lips from my neck and then felt him getting up off the sofa. I turned my head and opened my eyes to look into his, “Please Dan, would you remove them?”
Dan said, “Stevie, what she make ya do?” as I watched him dropping his pants to the floor, and as they fell I noticed he continued by pulling his underwear off too.
As he stood naked, and I looked at his naked body, obviously excited, I said, “She made me suck my cum out of her.” I could feel my fingers really gliding over the slippery now very wet head of Bill’s throbbing cock.
I watched as Dan pushed close to sit beside me, now totally naked. He said, “Quiet girl, don’t say anything sept yes or no, okay?”
I felt him snuggle close and I did my best to settle in also, “Yes.”
I felt him pushing his hand behind the small of my back as he asked, “Close your eyes, so she made ya eat your cum?”
I closed them and answered, “Yes.”
I felt Bill move his lips to my other ear and begin to suck on my neck below. Dan asked, “Ya swallowed du cum girl?”
His words were humiliating, but I was enjoying the agonizing truth that I knew I was sharing with these three black men, and now what they were doing to me, knowing what they would soon want of me. I could hardly speak, “Yes.”
I felt Bills hand suddenly push down further to cup his thick fingers around the cheeks of my ass and squeeze, as he moved his other to my free hand and begin pulling it, “Ya like swallowin your own cum girl?”
As I stroked Dan’s gooey gland, I felt my other hand being set on Bill’s already naked cock shaft, “I guess I did.”
Dan took my wrist and stopping me, as he said, “I said Yes or No bitch. Yes or No,” he said firmly.
I stopped everything and opened my eyes to find myself looking int Jake’s eyes. He said, “Its okay stevie. Ya doin great. He ain’t mad at ya. He likes ya. Day both do. Look at how hard their cocks are for ya.” I looked and it was true, it was scary true seeing two black cocks swollen to enormous size and knowing they both wanted me to get them off.
Jake said, “I want you to keep your eyes open now girl. I want ya to watch what you’re doing with Bill and Dan. I want ya to answer their questions Yes or No when they ask ya anything. Will ya do this for me? Are you my good girl?”
I said, “Yes,” As I felt Dan move my hand to his cock again.
Dan re-asked his question, “Ya like swallowing cum?”
As I watched his hand cup mine to his shaft, and I watched Bill shaking with excitement, and Jake removing his cloths, I said, “Yes.”
Out of the blue Bill asked, “Ya ebber suck a cock?”
As the guys froze waiting my reply, I looked to Jake for help. He nodded telling me how he wanted me to answer, so I said, “Yes.”
Both the guys said simultaneously, “OMG, I would never av believed you’d be a cock suckin cum swallowin horny little fuckin bitch. You are so fuckin hot Stevie. I’m wanna fuck ya so hard!”
I could feel the blood rushing through my neck and into my cheeks as the shame of what they were saying filled me. And as Jake sat naked before me again, he said, “Be nice guys. She’s my fuckin bitch! Right Stevie?”
I was seeking safe harbor so I quickly answered, “Yes.”
Dan pushed his hand until his fat fingers were under the crack of my ass, and I could feel his big thick fingers squeezing them as he worked one into it. I felt it slipping through my crevasse so easily as my sweat lubed it finally touching the tip to my anas. He said, “Good girl, you wanna fuck my finger, right?”
I was holding my breath as I felt it tickling me there, “No.”
Jake said, “Dan, shez my bitch. Let me handle dis. Stevie, you are my submissive, right?”
I looked at my situation and answered slowly, “Yes.”
He said, “Prove it. Dese guys already believe ya sucked a cock. But aint sure ya wanted to. Won’t be long for day guess it was my cock ya sucked and dat ya swallowed my cum and wanted to do it. I want ya to prove it by say yes again. Ya wanna suck my big black cock an swallow my hot fresh cum right here an now. Be my good *********** and prove ta Bill and Dave dat ya wanna dis, prove ya wanna let dem ta watch ya do it.”
He waited for my answer as quiet filled the room. In total secrecy I felt Dan’s finger wiggling to egg me on, so finally I said, “Yes.” What had I done!
Bill said, “OMG he said it! But how’d dat Debbie make him a sub? And howdy a get wize Jake?” as I felt Dan still wiggling his finger, now the tip had worked knuckle deep into my asshole. And although I wished it would stop I could feel my body wanting more as I felt my bottom beginning to sink onto it with wanton lust.
Jake answered, “I asked about her, if they was still sein each other. He told me she left him dat she wanted mo. I guessed he didn’t have what it takes. I decided to try humiliating him by challenging his manhood. He countered dat he was good with oral. Dat progressed to him suckin poosai then creampie. When I knew dis I attacked his size sayin he must be small if she wanted mo. He said he was average and I kinda forced him ta prove it. Tell um what I found out girl?”
I was so humiliated. Why was he doing this to me. I said, “I’m a little below average.” He glared at me so I corrected, “Okay Jake said I have a little pecker, to small to be called a cock or dick. And because I let her make me suck my cum out of her I am a submissive.”
Bill said. “Wow. Wish I’d found da bitch first.” As he said it I felt him push his finger up inside my bowls. With a will of its own I felt my bottom pushing down to take it to maximum depth. The action forcing a gasping grunt and groan out of me. And although I was so embarrassed I could do nothing to prevent it.
And, while my disgusting guttural oral emissions were revealing my awful nasty embarrassment, my eyes were rolling back in my head. And through fluttering eyes I saw Jake smiling at my total humiliation. It didn’t matter though as I continued moaning. And as my head spun I could clearly hear all three of them laughing at me.
Jake said, “Be a good girl Stevie and come here.” The feeling was so weird as I rocked forward with my butt still impaled on Bill’s big middle digit. Then both Bill and Dan helped push on my back to help me up. And as I slid to my knees between Jake’s spread thighs I felt Bill’s finger pull out of my ass with a plop, and again they laughed at me.
At that exact moment I couldn’t have felt more disgusted with myself, felt any more ashamed inside, and felt any more humiliated then this. But the worst thing I knew with all my being was that if any of this, any of it, ever got out, and that it so easily could, although I couldn’t feel any more humiliated, I knew every minute of the rest of my life would be total humiliation.
Jake said, “Hay Stevie, wanna be my bitch? Off the flo bitch. On your feet.”
I placed my hands on his knees and rose to my feet. I was about to stand up straight when he said, “Put your hands here,” as he patted his upper thighs where they met his hips. I did and it left me bent over at the waist. Then he said, “Hay Dan, wanna see what Stevie has in those boxers? Remember when he said he had a little pecker? Stevie, look at Dan and tell him what I said ya should call it.”
I looked around to see Dan who was sitting behind me. I felt him grip my shorts and pull them down. It was hard to focus like this, but I kept my palms on Jake’s thighs.
I was now butt naked in the hands of these three very large black men, and was acutely aware that all of them are my coworkers. I knew that Jake was about to prod me again to speak, so to save him the effort I spoke up and did as told, “Jake said I have a big clitoris,” then I looked at Jake who’s eyes told me to continue, so looking back at Dan I resumed, “ He told me I should masturbate the way girls do.”
Jake interrupted, “Not tonight bitch. I want ya to show the guys how you really like sucking big black cock. He really do man. Do yaw anna do it for me Stevie? If you’re a good girl I might tell ya to suck them off too. Think ya might like dat?”
I was petrified. Sure, already this night I had willing sat here on the sofa between these two as I was coaxed to tell them how I had become a submissive cum sucker. And sure, I had just submitted to one of them as he actually poked his finger deep into my butt. And sure, I was now totally naked, bent over at the waist with my white ass in their faces. But Jake was now wanting me to take his cock in my mouth, suck it, and swallow his cum, proving beyond any doubt that I am a fucking cock sucker, and adding that if I did he might make me do these guys too. I couldn’t even turn my head to see if the others might disagree with his treatment of me.
I was still petrified when Dan’s voice broke my frozen moment, “Dam bro, you was right. Your girl really does have a big clit, biggest I ever seen, and its so dam hard too. Look at this,” and I felt his fingertips grip the head of my little pecker like he was holding a g****. “He must really like all this,” he said, “cause his clit is so hard and drippin. I hope you suck Jake real good cause I wanna feel those lips on me next.”
Damn my dick was giving away what I had hoped to conceal, that I was hot with anticipation for this. And yes I was so fucking humiliated I couldn’t move or speak, but actually the more they said and did things that piled on the demeaning humiliation the more I came to like it. My first movement was to look up into Jake’s eyes.
As Jake looked back into mine, he said, “Play wit it Dan. Tease dis bitches clit till shez so fuckin horny she’ll beg us ta fuck er.” That’s about the time I felt the tips of Dan’s three middle fingers begin rubbing the underside of my hard pecker, fanning like I was a girl. They were thrilling my hungry clit, causing my hips to sway with a mind of their own. And I felt my resistance beginning to crumble.
I looked to see Dan pull a folding chair to my side so he could play with my clit with easier access. At the same time my eye was drawn to Jake who I saw moving his hand to grip the base of his now turgid huge black cock. He pushed it so it pointed right at me. But in another moment my peripheral vision noticed Bill moving as well.
Everyone was in motion as my dick swelled and began to throb with hungry nasty anticipation, my hands squeezed Jake’s thighs firmly and totally involuntarily, and I turned my head to direct my focus on what Bill was doing, as he stood, then moved directly behind me, then felt him put his foot between my feet and with little nudges coaxed me to move my feet and in so doing I spreading my legs apart.
Jake said, “Close your eyes, good, dats my girl. Tell me how your clit feels.”
I inhaled deeply to speak, and my sinuses were filled with the odor of these three men, causing my head to begin spinning. With my eyes squeezed closed I concentrated on the everything I was feeling; my palms on Jake’s thighs that were gently moving with the motion of his moving his cock back and forth. My clitoris being fanned by Dan. This was hard to think as I continued to think of it as my dick. But it was getting easier. Bill was now gripping my hips swaying my side to side, and then I felt him slide the length of his enormous cock through the crack of my ass until his balls were bumping my own.
I returned focus to my clit and said, “Oh this feels so nasty Jake. Mmm yes, I like this. I do!” And just as I said it, I felt Dan change his action by switching so he was driving two of his fingers up deep along one side of the base of my shaft then the other, causing me to gasp with new delight and pant like a dog. The feelings caused me to move my hips.
As my hips moved, I felt Bill stroking his cock again and again up and back through the crack of my ass, the length of its belly stroking my sphincter like a bow on violin strings. I remember chuckling at my crazy personal joke, thinking how these guys were playing me like a musical instrument. And then I melted to their will wantonly as I realized this was the best I had ever felt in my life, and I wanted them to enjoy me as much as I was enjoying them, I didn’t care that they were men, I still wanted them to want me, and feel as wonderful as they were making me feel! So I surrendered to the idea of submitting to them.
Jake said, “Do it,,, now!” and I didn’t resist. I didn’t care that these other guys, Bill who was teasing my ass with his cock, and Dan who was really fucking driving my hungry clitoris into a desire to Ejaculate, that both of them would see me lustfully licking and sucking on Jake’s cock, and swallow his cum as he blasted it into my mouth.
I opened my eyes to look into his as Jake said, “Guys…” and at that very moment they both stopped all stimulation by freezing all motion. Then he said, “Watch this,” as he pushed his cock to point it at my face, and I opened my lips, stuck out my tongue, and leaned forward and in to lick the drop of goo at the cock head slit. I heard all three gasp.
This reaction egged me on, so I lowered my lips so I could lick up the copious precum that had been dribbling down the shaft, like an ice cream cone I licked his shaft first around the head then from the bottom of the shaft up the entire length to the slit again, all the while scooping up globs of viscous goo and swallowing it. This drew aaahhhs as well from them.
Then the three began to chant, “Do it… do it… do it…” and I finally made myself. I leaned up over his crotch so I could push my lips down over his cock, then let the tip of the head push my lips open to receive first it then the shaft. And as their chanting changed to, “Suck it bitch… suck it bitch… suck it bitch…” I finally forced my stretched lips with several thrusts of my head down to the very base of his manhood.
He rewarded me with, “Oh yeah baby, that’s my girl, take it all!” And each time I took it all I rewarded him by holding it with my lips kissing the entire base of his shaft, with my throat massaging the entire length of his shaft and bulbous cock head. My lips had swollen from the friction and stretching, and were so wet from all my spit pouring out along with his cock juices.
I can’t say when it started but the guys had resumed their teasing me. Dan had abandoned my clitoris to avoid my Ejaculating, but had moved to gently pinching and firmly massaging my nipples as he leaned over my back placing his weight there. He was also kissing and sucking on the back of my neck as my head went up and down. Jake was constantly saying, “Oh baby, Oh baby, fuck yeah, good girl, do it, suck my big black cock, yes.” Then he’d start again.
Bill had been stroking my ass as he had been doing before, but at one point I noticed him stop, and his hands moved to grip my hips more firmly, his fingers cupped the place where my legs joined my hips, then I could feel him shifting to reposition his cock. I wasn’t sure what he wanted but I didn’t resist as I really wanted him to enjoy me however he liked. I felt him place the head of his cock so the tip was centered on my sphincter and with a nudge I felt it open me there just a very little bit.
All the while this was happening I had Jakes cock deep inside my throat, as I found myself wishing Bill would do it, would push it in me. But I finally needed air and he wasn’t moving, so I lifted my head till only Jake’s cockhead was inside my lips. Then, unintentionally, with most of Dan’s weight on my back, I rocked back. This motion pushed my sphincter onto the point of Bill’s cockhead so quickly I didn’t realize what had happened until I felt the stabbing pain. I froze then pulled free.
That’s when I heard Bill say, “Oh yeah girl, you can do it. Fuck me like ya mean it. Make me cum in dat hot tight poosai o yours.” Now knowing what Bill wanted of me, and still with Jake’s cock deep inside my throat, and still with Dan’s weight on my back, again but this time intentionally I rocked back and felt my sphincter pressed onto the point of his cockhead. This time I did realize exactly what was happening so I forcing myself back a bit more, all the while choking down Jake’s throbbing cock deep inside my throat. My sphincter opened ever so slowly as I pressed myself back farther and farther onto Bill’s cockhead, forcing it to open wider and wider until it finally slipped over the crown with a stabbing pain and settled around the turgid member’s shaft.
I was stretched so painfully wide at both ends. My lips felt like fire from all the friction while my ass felt like it was tearing, and both felt so very stretched.
Dan whispered in my ear, “OMG girl, you’re doin it. Now get a rhythm going. When you push back, as you feel yourself fucking your pussy onto Bill’s cock, feel Jake’s cock pulling out of your throat, that’s it, feel it, go with it, you can do this, block out the pain, its going to feel so fucking good in another minute or two just keep going. Now I’m going to help you get the rest og your ass onto that cock girl…” and as he said this I felt him pinch both my nipples so hard my mind exploded. But when the pain subsided he said, “Can ya feel it? Can ya feel Bill’s cock dancing around inside ya? Flex it Bill.” And then I felt his thighs pressed firmly against my ass and his huge cock wiggling around nudging my guts and lungs and I swear even my heart all around.
With this sensation I forgot about the titty-twister Dan just gave me. Dan leaned close and said, “Okay, it gets easier from here. Now let yourself rock forward and as you do try to time it so you force your lips onto Jake forcing his cock to go in as Bill is pulled out, good good keep going. See if you can ride both the goal being at the end of each stroke one cock is at maximum depth when the other’s head is just inside you. That’s it, you got it, take a breath when Jake’s cockhead is in your mouth. Good girl, now all the way back. Feeling good yet? Just nod or shake your head. Don’t stop to talk. Rock it that’s it back and forth and back again just like that. This is fucking awesome!
The pain was totally gone and the feelings of bliss were filling me at this point. I felt Dan’s weight on my back again and his hands moving back one to my still aching nipple the other to my hungry abandoned clitoris. As I ground my ass against Bill’s lap he would pinch my nipple enough to make me bounce off Bill, the when I ground my lips on Jake’s pubic bone I would feel Dan’s fingers strumming my thrilled clit, making me desire to remain like this.
Every time Dan felt I was getting close to Ejaculating, because he said I would begin shaking all over, my clit would swell and twitch with the slightest of touch, my breathing when I was able to breath was ******, I swayed and attempted to force my clit toward his fingers, any of these signs and he would remove both his hands and just let me ride my men fucking their real men’s cocks so deep inside me.
And, the entire time these men treating me like an fuck toy, like their horny girlfriend, and not only fucking my mouth and ass oh so deeply but they were also making me do all the work forcing me to essentially fuck myself on their wonderful cocks. Yes, they were all praising me. saying I was such a good lay, and great cocksucker, and being all of their bitch, that they planned to fuck me every day from now on, and how I would never want to be a man again after they finished being their girl. Every word emasculated and humiliated me while simultaneously filling my heart with pride as I felt an endearing love growing in me for all three of my talented and wonderful lovers.
The feeling of pressure in my butt had been growing all the time I was being used, and that feeling of a need to pee came upon me again. I recognized it this time, and tapped Jakes thighs to get him to pull out to let me speak. At that moment instead of pulling out I felt him force his cock all the way in as he ground my nose into his pubic hair and started to swell in pulses and his expansion force his cock head deeper than before. His hands moved to the back of my head and held me as I felt his jets of cum forced over my lower lip over my tongue and all the way down my throat just before his head swelled again and again with each jet I felt.
I guess when this happened, after Jake had Ejaculated his man cream inside me, I realized I had been one hundred percent focused on him and not at all on myself, because I had forgotten all about trying to tell him about my feeling of the needing to pee. But even before he let me go, and I felt his quickly deflating cock being d**g from the depths of my throat and through my sucking mouth and felt the withered sheathed head pop free from my hungry lips, that feeling of wanting, no needing to, really really needing to peeeee, and all the while feeling like, have you ever gone to the john and when you start to p*o it feels like its flowing one long turd but it goes on and on like its really really long and wont stop until suddenly it does… well in this experience with a cock sawing away I was feeling that only this time it did just keep going and going on and on and on never stopping for a moment.
Dan had been neglecting my clit. I guess he could tell my state as my clitoris kept swelling and pulsing and jumping about. I could feel it. And this time I knew what was happening so I didn’t fight it, letting my bottom squeeze and my hips to rock forward, and after a couple of these I felt fluid begin to drain. Oh combined with the never ending poop feeling combined with the ecstasy of was my first understood Orgasm without an Ejaculation, OMG I became lost in the euphoria of it all.
And although I know you might be curious as to the details of the experiences and sensations I was having and feeling at the time, all I can say about anything from that moment of release is to ask you to describe the best Orgasm you ever felt in detail then imagine that not ending in seconds or even minutes but just going on and on, you’d get lost indescribably lost in the feelings and emotions just as I was all that time.
I can’t say how long it went on. I can say that at some point I must of passed out. I vaguely recall being scooped up, my limp body floating around then being plopped on the cool sheets of a bed. The lights were dim here so all I remember seeing were shadows moving all around me. I was on my back and I could hear speaking but they were just sounds to my ears. I was flat on my back as I felt myself being jostled and moved around.
The next thing I knew, someone was offering their cockhead to my lips, which I sucked in with greed and reached up to cup each of his ass cheeks and pull him into me until I could rub my nose through his pubes. I sucked that cock like a baby in a big tit.
After I did that, I could feel my legs being lifted onto the shoulders of someone else, my ass was lifted off the sheets so I remember feeling like I was hanging by my legs, felt him sliding his turgid cock through the crack of my ass, position his cockhead at my gapping asshole where I felt cool air flowing in and out. It felt good to feel the flow of air blocked, and feel that wonderful cockhead probing me down there. Then with a bit of wiggling of my suspended bottom I felt myself working it into me,
Whoever held my legs wanted me to fuck him, I realized, because he never moved after positioning us like this. Now it was my turn to writhe and wiggle and work my impaled body so that I was actually doing all the fucking. And although the feeling of a need to pee had long passed and feeling any pressure in what I knew from research had been my prostate, the feeling of the never ending poop coupled with the thrill of swallowing that loving cock, the feelings of bliss and love and hunger to be taken and used and playfully humiliated by these guys was all and everything in my world.
But as to details… this is the best I can do.
I don’t know how much cum they filled me with, Jake, Dan, and Bill, oh and what they had me drink of my own. Dan or someone must have caught mine in a cup when I had my Orgasm.
Then Monday I awoke to the alarm, six o-clock, time for work. As I got out of my own bed I noticed I was naked. I felt like I had been road hard and put up wet. I stumbled into the bathroom to do my morning things, toilet first as I felt a need to poop and the feeling my bottom would drop shit everywhere if I didn’t get there emediately!
As I plopped onto the commode I saw myself in the mirror, and was shocked. The first thing I saw was that my hair was matted with something crusty. My skin was all splotchy with reds and pinks on my usually paisty white. It looked like my nipples were five times as big, but soon realized it was because of all the hickys all around both of them. As I touched each it felt like my fingertips were flames. The hickys were all around my neck and both my ears too. And the worse thing was how my lips looked and felt. Like I had been in a fight and lost, all swollen and mottled. As I began to remember pieces of the night I had, I realized the mottling was obviously friction rash, the swelling from sucking, the very thought of it gave me a thrill.
I heard the snooze and jumped into action to clean up and get to work. The memories recalled with each tender touch, each tender muscle twitch and jump as I bathed, the ache in my jaws as I opened wide to brush the stench out of my mouth… then off to work, a new girl! ‘NO NEVER MORE!’ I told myself as I found my car in the drive and wondered how it got there. I could figure that out later. I’d be late if I delayed further.
The rest of Friday night and for the next two days I hid out in my apartment. Sleep was fitful and satisfying restfulness evaded me.
My ass felt like it was leaking all the time, and it ached most of those days. I took lots of long hot baths with soft music to distract me. Still, every time my ass twinged my memory of being forcefully impaled by that big black cock filled my thoughts. I recalled Jakes smell. Remember his gorgeous dark skin that felt like soft velvet over a steel hard shaft. I recall feeling it opening up and filling my bottom, stroking my bottom, stoking my prostate causing me to desire more so much more. I remember this was when I changed, I realized he was right and I did want to submit sexually to him, even though this was gay!
Over these two days I also felt an ache in my jaws, a soreness in my throat, and each time I felt anything of the sort my mind went back to Jake fucking me there. Actually, it seamed everything I felt reminded me of the horribly nasty experience of being a fucking ****** submissive, and I was so ashamed, but also so secretly thrilled.
I kept the secret thrill from myself first. This lasted two days. I told myself every time I was reminded of what happened, probably, that if it really did actually happen for real it would never ever happen again, that I am not queer, that I really am not submissive to anyone. That all I really wanted was to go back to being normal.
I remember on Monday, Jake called to see how I was doing after missing work. He said he understood hiding out all weekend to recoup after the beating I had during Friday’s game. He sounded so normal so casual that I wondered even more if ‘IT’ had actually really happened, or was I sick and delusional. I didn’t ask, not wanting to start anything I didn’t want to finish.
But after his call I kept seeing images in my mind of his huge cock. I told myself again and again all day how I wasn’t submissive, how it all was a fever delirium and not real. I told myself I was not submissive to him or anyone, and how I wanted to go back to being normal. But when I recalled my life with Debbie I could see a submissiveness in me to that bitch.
The worse thing was when I went to take another bath Monday night, and saw myself in the mirror. I noticed my dick and remembered Jake had called it my little pecker, and the image of his big manly dark black skinned uncut cock filled my mind too, and I saw it beside my own pathetic little pecker. And I remember wishing I had a big cock like his. I had to shake the image out of my mind, but it was hard to do. I did several times that night.
Tuesday was worse. Although the aches and pains had almost totally passed, whenever I would see Jake minding his own business, I would remember in a haze how I had experienced a weird but fun time at his hands. And, not sure if it was actually real, I would watch him to see if he showed any sign it had been real. I thought I remembered him taking control of my wants, but couldn’t say for sure.
Work had been tough, it was hard to stay focused on the job. As we hit the clock Jake caught up with me and asked, “Game night again, my place, Friday eight, you in?” I shook my head, and he smiled. I was even more confused, now more convinced it had all been in my head. And, sleep this night too was full of squirming around under the covers.
Wednesday, I awoke thinking about sucking cock, Jake’s big black cock, and the idea both disgust me as well as thrilled me. I felt my first solid hard-on since Friday night. And for some reason as I awoke, I realized my fingers weren’t stroking it, but with the tips were fanning it like a girl’s clit. As I became more aware of the fact I forced two fingers to dig deeply to one side of my hard shaft then the other, and it felt oh so good and right. Although I had considered gripping my little pecker with my thumb and two fingers, this felt like what I preferred now.
But as my play continued, I reminded myself as I thought I wanted to fan my big clit that all of this was so very perverted and so fucking queer, and so I stopped before orgasming. In shame I fell back into my fitful asleep again.
I was late to work because I had slept through the alarm. In a rush I clocked in and found my pace. As I worked, I saw Jake every now and then but we were both too busy to talk. After work he was out the door before me, so I went home wondering what would happen Friday.
On Thursday I awoke feeling so confused. I woke with a hard-on again, fingers still fanning it like a horny bitch. I woke with my balls aching for release, but the images of perverted fag sex kept me from finishing myself again. It all made me feel so ashamed all the fucking time. I felt I needed release, but also that I needed to resist it to stay normal. So, I got up and went to work. I didn’t see Jake all day that day.
After work, I thought some internet porn might help. I looked at all the pics and vids I had filed. These all had girls that looked like my old girlfriend Debbie. I always found stimulation from them. But this time as I watched and viewed them, in my mind I heard Debbie saying, “I need ‘MORE’ Steve,” and I looked at my little pecker in frustration.
Then I heard Jake in my head saying, “You a sub. She made you suck her poosai ful o your own cum. Ya like eating cum Stevie.” And in my minds eye I could see her doing just that. Climbing up to position her swollen cum dripping pussy onto my lips. And as I imagined it I realized that I was enjoying the nastiness of it.
I pulled my hand from my lap in disgust. I turned off all the pics and videos. I did a search for Cum eating, and came across a category named CUCKOLDING. As I jumped from story to story, I was exposed to men that wanted their wives or girlfriends to fuck other men. I recalled Jake talking about fucking Debbie and how I got hard. Switching, I found another category, this time for cuckolds who wanted INTERRACIAL sex. Everything kept reminding me of my frightful memory of that night with Jake.
As I read I envisioned Debbie being the wife in those stupid stories, and Jake with his big black cock, offering her the ‘MORE’ he had told me she meant she needed. I imagined her asking him to fuck her with his big black cock. And with every story I switched to, it was the same, her with him as I cried for it all to stop, but it never did and it drove me nuts, so I turned off the porn site.
A google search on ‘Ejaculation and Orgasm’ opened a plethora of results, which I scanned quickly. In one article I read about how a wife milked her husband’s prostate. And more in depth study revealed the practice of Orgasms without Ejaculation, which led me to search the practice of milking the prostate.
All in all, what I discovered in all this research is that while most of the facts about regular sexual intercourse up to the point of Ejaculation and the Chemistry of these phases are mostly synonymous between the sexes. But through and after the Orgasm there can be remarkable differences.
For Women, Orgasm does not produce and transmit the male Ejaculatory chemicals, so they don’t experience the Resolution phase, making multiple Orgasms possible, and much desired. The only problem is if they cum together he is most likely to go to sleep after, just as she is getting spooled up for round two.
See, for men experiencing Orgasm with the usual Ejaculation, a chemical cocktail of hormones is dumped into their bodies, creating a collision of results; Psychological they experience a reduction of libido, total lack of sexual interest, and Physical softening of their sexual organs making intercourse impossible even if he had a desire to resume, and amplified exhaustion manifesting in extreme tiredness with the resulting in the mandatory post Orgasmic nap.
On the other hand, men experiencing an Orgasm without the usual Ejaculation experience an Orgasm much like the women’s Orgasm, where they don’t receive the chemical cocktail of Ejaculation which causes the Resolution phase.
So, because I experienced, if my dream was actually true, a prostate milking because Jake’s cock actually had massaged my prostate, and although I had diddled myself like a fucking stupid ***********, teasing my stupid dick, or little pecker as I think I remember Jake calling it, when felt like I had to pee so bad that would have been the start of the Orgasm without Ejaculation, and the feeling that I had pooped for so fucking long and the sensations I think I recall as being very nice, well that was either the prolonged Orgasm or multiple Orgasms.
Further search explained that the prostate during massaging stimulation produces semen, as it does naturally. But when a sensation of fullness builds, usually a man receiving sexual stimulation to his shaft and the cock’s head, the feeling is known and it triggers an Ejaculation. This ejaculation releases the semen in muscular contractions that in turn triggers the release of hormones that give the sensation of completion and brings on sleep.
This is when I realized the info was beginning to repeat itself, so I turned off the computer.
I still felt great shame, thinking what if, probably not, but fuck, what if… Off and on all night I continued to think about all of it. I told myself, ‘I’m a man, and men don’t do that fucking stuff!’ I tried not to think about what we might have done, but, I kept finding myself running through details, and feeling a nasty thrill. Then I’d yell, “NO, never again!”
I went to work Friday. Jake found me at lunch and reminded me, “Hay bro, have your game on tonight. Remember B-ball at six.”
I said, “Thanks, I’ll be there.” And I was, at five as usual. I always helped set up the cooler of bears, the bowls of chips and pretzels. I found a good seat to await the usual crowd of coworkers to show. All was as it always had been. The guys came, the game was the usual noisy thrill, and the crowd piled out at eight as usual, and I stayed to help clean up again after.
This time Dan and Bill, two other big dark skinned bald black men I really didn’t know so well, stayed behind. They just sat there as Jake and I cleaned. All the while they sat on opposite ends of the sofa and watched us, well me actually, as we cleaned up cups and plates and other mess.
Once in a while they’d lean toward each other and whisper, laugh about some joke or something, then go back to watching the work without any desire to help at all.
Then, when we had finished cleaning, I assumed the coworkers would like their privacy, as Dan and Bill moved to set up a card table in front of the sofa, ignoring me. After all, I had never really socialize with these guys other than here during game nights. So, I said to Jake, “Thanks for the game bro, it was great. I’ll let myself out. Next week?”
Jake said, “Wait Stevie. Don’t ya wanna keep goin. We plan to play cards, an we need ya to square the table.”
Other than in my dreams he had never called me that! But there were four of us here, so nothing could get out of hand like it had in my wild imagination. So, sheepishly I agreed to play. The guys had me sit on the sofa where I was sitting almost to low. They all towered over me as they sat in folding chairs.
The game began, partners strip poker… right! Well after some resistance they talked me into it. Jake pulled out a basket of cloths, clean of course. He divided them up and even amount to each of us. And the game started. I lost the first several round, but it soon evened up so we were all out of Jake’s starters. Then all of them lost their shirts before I lost again. I lost again and was greatful I was sitting so low under the table as Jake said, “Take um off Stevie,” and Bill said, “Only fair girl.”
I didn’t like how things looked to be turning, not until Bill lost next and Dan laughed and said, “Haha, now ya have to remove um too,” and as he pulled it over his head Dan said, “Dats my girl.”
And as Dan said it I realized it was just their way of teasing each other, calling one another, ‘Girl’.
Bill responded, “Oh ya bitch. Ya gona be nex, and ya know the rules, ‘first one naked is the bottom.”
I interrupted, “What rules? What’s the bottom mean?”
Jake spoke up, “Sorry, we forgot ta tell ya what da rules be. Let’s take a bear brake and I’ll explain den ya can decide if ya wanna resume. Okay?” and as he was speaking the guys stood and went to the cooler for bears.
One of them, I’m not sure which, said to me, “Sit Stevie, ya done enough doin all the woman’s work round here. We’ll get ya a bear. Least I can do for our date.” I believed they were still playing the teasing game.
Jake said, “Look, when we play dis game, its only fair da looser gots ta jack the winners off.” As he was saying this, one of the other two handed me a cold one. The other picked up the table and put it in a corner, so I was sitting there in my boxers only. I quickly covered my lap with my hands.
Jake continued, “But since no one told ya, we can start over or quit, although I was really lookin forward ta on of ya girls wankin dis ting.” And as he said it he grabbed his junk and held it out toward me just as I had imagined him doin last weekend.
I really didn’t have to think about it. I really wanted to get up and run out of there. I was about to do it when Jake said, “Come on Stevie, I really want ya to continue. I want ya to agree to the rules knowingly and try to win, but know ya might lose and then willingly jack each of us. Now tell me ya will.”
He sounded like it was less a question and more a command, and I felt compelled, but I resisted.
Dan sat beside me naked from the waist up, and put his smelly arm around my shoulder pulling me into him, “Come on and if I lose I’ll be your girl. Say ya will.” I sat quietly.
Bill sat on my other side, crowding me into the middle, as Jake pulled the big chair opposite close to my knees where he sat as well. I was so hemmed in I was a bit scared. Jake asked, “Can we play and count on ya ta follow da rules? If ya lose ya promise to jack all of us off Stevie? Ya agree ta pull each of our big black cocks out and yank each o us till we cum all over ya face. Tell me ya wan ta do it, ya wanna play with us.”
Now I knew I was in trouble, but I also started thinking last week may not have been a dream. I started thinking I couldn’t repeat what now looked to have probably happened last week, and that although there was as good a chance Bill could lose what if I did, could I, would I if I agreed to?
I noticed Bill’s hot thigh pressed close to mine as he leaned so very close to me and whispered in my ear, “Please Stevie, look at what all dis talk is doin to my cock.”
I don’t know why but I looked, and I could distinctly see the huge bulge of his growing cock as it snaked down the other side of his thigh. I looked away in shame as Dan pulled me close to him and whispered in my other ear, “Is your big white cock getting hard too Stevie?”
Jake asked, “So, come on and be a good girl and tell me ya agrees ta and I’ll get da table set back up for us.”
Dan said, “Not so fast bro. I axed Stevie a question bout his big white cock.” Then he pulled me deeper into his armpit and asked again, “Well Stevie, ya gots ta have a big hard white cock growin down dare, rite? I ain’t nebber seen a white one. Come on Stevie be a good girl an show me.”
Bill pulled me to him and said, “Stop it, ya frightening dis poor ***********. She aint no bitch ya can force ta desire sex with ya, she ain’t your fuck toy, your horny little cum slut bitch. Are ya Stevie.”
Finally I got the courage to speak, “No, I, what is this, I want to, please let me up.”
Dan said, “See Bill, Stevie wants to get up. He wants to show me his big white cock. Bet cha its big as yours!”
Jake said, “I’ll take a piece of dat bet. Fifty on da black cock, they always out man a little white pecker.”
OMG, he knew. I felt so trapped with these three and what could be coming. In a desperate move to stop the progression of this scenario, I said, “How bout we get back to the game.”
Jake said, “I know Stevie, ya feel bad because ya know I is cheatin. Tell these men what I know, come on and tell um, or do ya want me to?”
Oh damn, what could I do? If I told them Jake had seen me naked they’d want to know the details and then I’d be labeled the ****** when word got out. If I didn’t tell, Jake was as much saying he would. I felt like I was about to cry and wanted to fight m way out of the room.
Jake said, “I promised ya Stevie that I wouldn’t tell anyone. But I want ya to trust me, it will be okay, I’ll make these guys promise no also not say a word. Well guys, ya promise?”
Bill and Dan leaned so close I felt their breaths on my cheeks as both whispered in each of my ears, “Promise dude. You one of us now.” Dan continued, “And we don’t let no one talk about ours.” Then Bill said, “Please tell us you and Jake’s secret.”
I looked to Jake for help, and he asked, “ya remembers what I told ya you were last week? What dat bitch Debbie made ya? It ain’t ya, it was her. Remember she told ya dat? Well, ya is, and now your excuse can be that I told ya to tell. So do it, tell these boys the secret from da biginnin.” And as I closed my eyes to start he said, “No, I want ya to keep lookin at me. I want ya to know ya doin dis cause I told ya to.”
I opened them and focused my gaze on him, although I was acutely aware of my other two companions. My mouth was dry as I tried to speak, so Bill held his bear to my lips and gave me a sip. Then I started, “Jake said, well, he said my old girlfriend made me a, oh, damnit, she…”
Dan said, “Its cool. Come on ya can do this. Just trust us. We all friends now.” As he said this I felt him put his hand on mine, and even though I wanted to pull away I felt that would be rude, so I resumed.
I looked down then remembered to look into Jake’s eyes as I said, “Okay, Debbie was my girlfriend and she turned me into a sub.”
Bill asked, “What dat fuckin bitch do to do dat to ya Stevie? Dam dat bitch!” and Dan echoed the sentaments. Dan pulled me toward him in encouragement, at the same time Bill pulled my hand toward him for the same reason, and as they did my hand accidently came to rest atop Bill’s hard cock.
As I started to pull my hand free and away Bill held it firmly so I could feel that giant snake squirming under my palm. Jake interrupted my frustration, “Come on Stevie, tell um how she forced you ta submit.”
I refocused on Jake as I felt Bill rubbing his cock with my hand, and I said, “Oh, she made me…” but then I remembered what she had done, what she made me do, and I froze.
Dan said, “Dat bitch made ya do what girl? She make ya what? Come on and spill it. Ya wanna tell us, get it off your chest. Just spit it out.”
Jake haughed and said, Oh no, he didn’t do dat!” then he laughed again.
Bill said, “Oh ya do dis so good for me girl. Can ya feel dis, feel my cock? Here feel here,” and he pulled my hand down to the head where fingers automatically went around it surrounding the swelling glan. I notice it was wet and sticky and I felt a desire to find the dribbling slit with my fingertip.
Dan let me try to talk, “She would have me…” but as I did I felt him tilt his head so his lips touched and began kissing my earlobe, “She, oh ah, she she had me fuck her…” and as I spoke I felt my eyes close and my head tilt back and I tilted my head so he could kiss my neck too, my hand had worked Bill’s cock head out the leg of his boxers so my fingers were now exploring naked sticky wet hot huge hot flesh slipping all around the glan around the rown and digging the slit with the tip of my finger, “Oh my, I fucked Debbie and came in her and she made me suck it out.”
I heard Jake say, “Stevie, you’re neglecting Dan, Be a good girl and ask him to take his pants off too.”
I did as instructed, “Dan, would you remove these?” as I reached his way and patted the loth on his thigh.
Jake said, “Dat ain’t very nice bitch. Whats a good girl say when asking a favor like dis?” As he said this I felt Dan remove his lips from my neck and then felt him getting up off the sofa. I turned my head and opened my eyes to look into his, “Please Dan, would you remove them?”
Dan said, “Stevie, what she make ya do?” as I watched him dropping his pants to the floor, and as they fell I noticed he continued by pulling his underwear off too.
As he stood naked, and I looked at his naked body, obviously excited, I said, “She made me suck my cum out of her.” I could feel my fingers really gliding over the slippery now very wet head of Bill’s throbbing cock.
I watched as Dan pushed close to sit beside me, now totally naked. He said, “Quiet girl, don’t say anything sept yes or no, okay?”
I felt him snuggle close and I did my best to settle in also, “Yes.”
I felt him pushing his hand behind the small of my back as he asked, “Close your eyes, so she made ya eat your cum?”
I closed them and answered, “Yes.”
I felt Bill move his lips to my other ear and begin to suck on my neck below. Dan asked, “Ya swallowed du cum girl?”
His words were humiliating, but I was enjoying the agonizing truth that I knew I was sharing with these three black men, and now what they were doing to me, knowing what they would soon want of me. I could hardly speak, “Yes.”
I felt Bills hand suddenly push down further to cup his thick fingers around the cheeks of my ass and squeeze, as he moved his other to my free hand and begin pulling it, “Ya like swallowin your own cum girl?”
As I stroked Dan’s gooey gland, I felt my other hand being set on Bill’s already naked cock shaft, “I guess I did.”
Dan took my wrist and stopping me, as he said, “I said Yes or No bitch. Yes or No,” he said firmly.
I stopped everything and opened my eyes to find myself looking int Jake’s eyes. He said, “Its okay stevie. Ya doin great. He ain’t mad at ya. He likes ya. Day both do. Look at how hard their cocks are for ya.” I looked and it was true, it was scary true seeing two black cocks swollen to enormous size and knowing they both wanted me to get them off.
Jake said, “I want you to keep your eyes open now girl. I want ya to watch what you’re doing with Bill and Dan. I want ya to answer their questions Yes or No when they ask ya anything. Will ya do this for me? Are you my good girl?”
I said, “Yes,” As I felt Dan move my hand to his cock again.
Dan re-asked his question, “Ya like swallowing cum?”
As I watched his hand cup mine to his shaft, and I watched Bill shaking with excitement, and Jake removing his cloths, I said, “Yes.”
Out of the blue Bill asked, “Ya ebber suck a cock?”
As the guys froze waiting my reply, I looked to Jake for help. He nodded telling me how he wanted me to answer, so I said, “Yes.”
Both the guys said simultaneously, “OMG, I would never av believed you’d be a cock suckin cum swallowin horny little fuckin bitch. You are so fuckin hot Stevie. I’m wanna fuck ya so hard!”
I could feel the blood rushing through my neck and into my cheeks as the shame of what they were saying filled me. And as Jake sat naked before me again, he said, “Be nice guys. She’s my fuckin bitch! Right Stevie?”
I was seeking safe harbor so I quickly answered, “Yes.”
Dan pushed his hand until his fat fingers were under the crack of my ass, and I could feel his big thick fingers squeezing them as he worked one into it. I felt it slipping through my crevasse so easily as my sweat lubed it finally touching the tip to my anas. He said, “Good girl, you wanna fuck my finger, right?”
I was holding my breath as I felt it tickling me there, “No.”
Jake said, “Dan, shez my bitch. Let me handle dis. Stevie, you are my submissive, right?”
I looked at my situation and answered slowly, “Yes.”
He said, “Prove it. Dese guys already believe ya sucked a cock. But aint sure ya wanted to. Won’t be long for day guess it was my cock ya sucked and dat ya swallowed my cum and wanted to do it. I want ya to prove it by say yes again. Ya wanna suck my big black cock an swallow my hot fresh cum right here an now. Be my good *********** and prove ta Bill and Dave dat ya wanna dis, prove ya wanna let dem ta watch ya do it.”
He waited for my answer as quiet filled the room. In total secrecy I felt Dan’s finger wiggling to egg me on, so finally I said, “Yes.” What had I done!
Bill said, “OMG he said it! But how’d dat Debbie make him a sub? And howdy a get wize Jake?” as I felt Dan still wiggling his finger, now the tip had worked knuckle deep into my asshole. And although I wished it would stop I could feel my body wanting more as I felt my bottom beginning to sink onto it with wanton lust.
Jake answered, “I asked about her, if they was still sein each other. He told me she left him dat she wanted mo. I guessed he didn’t have what it takes. I decided to try humiliating him by challenging his manhood. He countered dat he was good with oral. Dat progressed to him suckin poosai then creampie. When I knew dis I attacked his size sayin he must be small if she wanted mo. He said he was average and I kinda forced him ta prove it. Tell um what I found out girl?”
I was so humiliated. Why was he doing this to me. I said, “I’m a little below average.” He glared at me so I corrected, “Okay Jake said I have a little pecker, to small to be called a cock or dick. And because I let her make me suck my cum out of her I am a submissive.”
Bill said. “Wow. Wish I’d found da bitch first.” As he said it I felt him push his finger up inside my bowls. With a will of its own I felt my bottom pushing down to take it to maximum depth. The action forcing a gasping grunt and groan out of me. And although I was so embarrassed I could do nothing to prevent it.
And, while my disgusting guttural oral emissions were revealing my awful nasty embarrassment, my eyes were rolling back in my head. And through fluttering eyes I saw Jake smiling at my total humiliation. It didn’t matter though as I continued moaning. And as my head spun I could clearly hear all three of them laughing at me.
Jake said, “Be a good girl Stevie and come here.” The feeling was so weird as I rocked forward with my butt still impaled on Bill’s big middle digit. Then both Bill and Dan helped push on my back to help me up. And as I slid to my knees between Jake’s spread thighs I felt Bill’s finger pull out of my ass with a plop, and again they laughed at me.
At that exact moment I couldn’t have felt more disgusted with myself, felt any more ashamed inside, and felt any more humiliated then this. But the worst thing I knew with all my being was that if any of this, any of it, ever got out, and that it so easily could, although I couldn’t feel any more humiliated, I knew every minute of the rest of my life would be total humiliation.
Jake said, “Hay Stevie, wanna be my bitch? Off the flo bitch. On your feet.”
I placed my hands on his knees and rose to my feet. I was about to stand up straight when he said, “Put your hands here,” as he patted his upper thighs where they met his hips. I did and it left me bent over at the waist. Then he said, “Hay Dan, wanna see what Stevie has in those boxers? Remember when he said he had a little pecker? Stevie, look at Dan and tell him what I said ya should call it.”
I looked around to see Dan who was sitting behind me. I felt him grip my shorts and pull them down. It was hard to focus like this, but I kept my palms on Jake’s thighs.
I was now butt naked in the hands of these three very large black men, and was acutely aware that all of them are my coworkers. I knew that Jake was about to prod me again to speak, so to save him the effort I spoke up and did as told, “Jake said I have a big clitoris,” then I looked at Jake who’s eyes told me to continue, so looking back at Dan I resumed, “ He told me I should masturbate the way girls do.”
Jake interrupted, “Not tonight bitch. I want ya to show the guys how you really like sucking big black cock. He really do man. Do yaw anna do it for me Stevie? If you’re a good girl I might tell ya to suck them off too. Think ya might like dat?”
I was petrified. Sure, already this night I had willing sat here on the sofa between these two as I was coaxed to tell them how I had become a submissive cum sucker. And sure, I had just submitted to one of them as he actually poked his finger deep into my butt. And sure, I was now totally naked, bent over at the waist with my white ass in their faces. But Jake was now wanting me to take his cock in my mouth, suck it, and swallow his cum, proving beyond any doubt that I am a fucking cock sucker, and adding that if I did he might make me do these guys too. I couldn’t even turn my head to see if the others might disagree with his treatment of me.
I was still petrified when Dan’s voice broke my frozen moment, “Dam bro, you was right. Your girl really does have a big clit, biggest I ever seen, and its so dam hard too. Look at this,” and I felt his fingertips grip the head of my little pecker like he was holding a g****. “He must really like all this,” he said, “cause his clit is so hard and drippin. I hope you suck Jake real good cause I wanna feel those lips on me next.”
Damn my dick was giving away what I had hoped to conceal, that I was hot with anticipation for this. And yes I was so fucking humiliated I couldn’t move or speak, but actually the more they said and did things that piled on the demeaning humiliation the more I came to like it. My first movement was to look up into Jake’s eyes.
As Jake looked back into mine, he said, “Play wit it Dan. Tease dis bitches clit till shez so fuckin horny she’ll beg us ta fuck er.” That’s about the time I felt the tips of Dan’s three middle fingers begin rubbing the underside of my hard pecker, fanning like I was a girl. They were thrilling my hungry clit, causing my hips to sway with a mind of their own. And I felt my resistance beginning to crumble.
I looked to see Dan pull a folding chair to my side so he could play with my clit with easier access. At the same time my eye was drawn to Jake who I saw moving his hand to grip the base of his now turgid huge black cock. He pushed it so it pointed right at me. But in another moment my peripheral vision noticed Bill moving as well.
Everyone was in motion as my dick swelled and began to throb with hungry nasty anticipation, my hands squeezed Jake’s thighs firmly and totally involuntarily, and I turned my head to direct my focus on what Bill was doing, as he stood, then moved directly behind me, then felt him put his foot between my feet and with little nudges coaxed me to move my feet and in so doing I spreading my legs apart.
Jake said, “Close your eyes, good, dats my girl. Tell me how your clit feels.”
I inhaled deeply to speak, and my sinuses were filled with the odor of these three men, causing my head to begin spinning. With my eyes squeezed closed I concentrated on the everything I was feeling; my palms on Jake’s thighs that were gently moving with the motion of his moving his cock back and forth. My clitoris being fanned by Dan. This was hard to think as I continued to think of it as my dick. But it was getting easier. Bill was now gripping my hips swaying my side to side, and then I felt him slide the length of his enormous cock through the crack of my ass until his balls were bumping my own.
I returned focus to my clit and said, “Oh this feels so nasty Jake. Mmm yes, I like this. I do!” And just as I said it, I felt Dan change his action by switching so he was driving two of his fingers up deep along one side of the base of my shaft then the other, causing me to gasp with new delight and pant like a dog. The feelings caused me to move my hips.
As my hips moved, I felt Bill stroking his cock again and again up and back through the crack of my ass, the length of its belly stroking my sphincter like a bow on violin strings. I remember chuckling at my crazy personal joke, thinking how these guys were playing me like a musical instrument. And then I melted to their will wantonly as I realized this was the best I had ever felt in my life, and I wanted them to enjoy me as much as I was enjoying them, I didn’t care that they were men, I still wanted them to want me, and feel as wonderful as they were making me feel! So I surrendered to the idea of submitting to them.
Jake said, “Do it,,, now!” and I didn’t resist. I didn’t care that these other guys, Bill who was teasing my ass with his cock, and Dan who was really fucking driving my hungry clitoris into a desire to Ejaculate, that both of them would see me lustfully licking and sucking on Jake’s cock, and swallow his cum as he blasted it into my mouth.
I opened my eyes to look into his as Jake said, “Guys…” and at that very moment they both stopped all stimulation by freezing all motion. Then he said, “Watch this,” as he pushed his cock to point it at my face, and I opened my lips, stuck out my tongue, and leaned forward and in to lick the drop of goo at the cock head slit. I heard all three gasp.
This reaction egged me on, so I lowered my lips so I could lick up the copious precum that had been dribbling down the shaft, like an ice cream cone I licked his shaft first around the head then from the bottom of the shaft up the entire length to the slit again, all the while scooping up globs of viscous goo and swallowing it. This drew aaahhhs as well from them.
Then the three began to chant, “Do it… do it… do it…” and I finally made myself. I leaned up over his crotch so I could push my lips down over his cock, then let the tip of the head push my lips open to receive first it then the shaft. And as their chanting changed to, “Suck it bitch… suck it bitch… suck it bitch…” I finally forced my stretched lips with several thrusts of my head down to the very base of his manhood.
He rewarded me with, “Oh yeah baby, that’s my girl, take it all!” And each time I took it all I rewarded him by holding it with my lips kissing the entire base of his shaft, with my throat massaging the entire length of his shaft and bulbous cock head. My lips had swollen from the friction and stretching, and were so wet from all my spit pouring out along with his cock juices.
I can’t say when it started but the guys had resumed their teasing me. Dan had abandoned my clitoris to avoid my Ejaculating, but had moved to gently pinching and firmly massaging my nipples as he leaned over my back placing his weight there. He was also kissing and sucking on the back of my neck as my head went up and down. Jake was constantly saying, “Oh baby, Oh baby, fuck yeah, good girl, do it, suck my big black cock, yes.” Then he’d start again.
Bill had been stroking my ass as he had been doing before, but at one point I noticed him stop, and his hands moved to grip my hips more firmly, his fingers cupped the place where my legs joined my hips, then I could feel him shifting to reposition his cock. I wasn’t sure what he wanted but I didn’t resist as I really wanted him to enjoy me however he liked. I felt him place the head of his cock so the tip was centered on my sphincter and with a nudge I felt it open me there just a very little bit.
All the while this was happening I had Jakes cock deep inside my throat, as I found myself wishing Bill would do it, would push it in me. But I finally needed air and he wasn’t moving, so I lifted my head till only Jake’s cockhead was inside my lips. Then, unintentionally, with most of Dan’s weight on my back, I rocked back. This motion pushed my sphincter onto the point of Bill’s cockhead so quickly I didn’t realize what had happened until I felt the stabbing pain. I froze then pulled free.
That’s when I heard Bill say, “Oh yeah girl, you can do it. Fuck me like ya mean it. Make me cum in dat hot tight poosai o yours.” Now knowing what Bill wanted of me, and still with Jake’s cock deep inside my throat, and still with Dan’s weight on my back, again but this time intentionally I rocked back and felt my sphincter pressed onto the point of his cockhead. This time I did realize exactly what was happening so I forcing myself back a bit more, all the while choking down Jake’s throbbing cock deep inside my throat. My sphincter opened ever so slowly as I pressed myself back farther and farther onto Bill’s cockhead, forcing it to open wider and wider until it finally slipped over the crown with a stabbing pain and settled around the turgid member’s shaft.
I was stretched so painfully wide at both ends. My lips felt like fire from all the friction while my ass felt like it was tearing, and both felt so very stretched.
Dan whispered in my ear, “OMG girl, you’re doin it. Now get a rhythm going. When you push back, as you feel yourself fucking your pussy onto Bill’s cock, feel Jake’s cock pulling out of your throat, that’s it, feel it, go with it, you can do this, block out the pain, its going to feel so fucking good in another minute or two just keep going. Now I’m going to help you get the rest og your ass onto that cock girl…” and as he said this I felt him pinch both my nipples so hard my mind exploded. But when the pain subsided he said, “Can ya feel it? Can ya feel Bill’s cock dancing around inside ya? Flex it Bill.” And then I felt his thighs pressed firmly against my ass and his huge cock wiggling around nudging my guts and lungs and I swear even my heart all around.
With this sensation I forgot about the titty-twister Dan just gave me. Dan leaned close and said, “Okay, it gets easier from here. Now let yourself rock forward and as you do try to time it so you force your lips onto Jake forcing his cock to go in as Bill is pulled out, good good keep going. See if you can ride both the goal being at the end of each stroke one cock is at maximum depth when the other’s head is just inside you. That’s it, you got it, take a breath when Jake’s cockhead is in your mouth. Good girl, now all the way back. Feeling good yet? Just nod or shake your head. Don’t stop to talk. Rock it that’s it back and forth and back again just like that. This is fucking awesome!
The pain was totally gone and the feelings of bliss were filling me at this point. I felt Dan’s weight on my back again and his hands moving back one to my still aching nipple the other to my hungry abandoned clitoris. As I ground my ass against Bill’s lap he would pinch my nipple enough to make me bounce off Bill, the when I ground my lips on Jake’s pubic bone I would feel Dan’s fingers strumming my thrilled clit, making me desire to remain like this.
Every time Dan felt I was getting close to Ejaculating, because he said I would begin shaking all over, my clit would swell and twitch with the slightest of touch, my breathing when I was able to breath was ******, I swayed and attempted to force my clit toward his fingers, any of these signs and he would remove both his hands and just let me ride my men fucking their real men’s cocks so deep inside me.
And, the entire time these men treating me like an fuck toy, like their horny girlfriend, and not only fucking my mouth and ass oh so deeply but they were also making me do all the work forcing me to essentially fuck myself on their wonderful cocks. Yes, they were all praising me. saying I was such a good lay, and great cocksucker, and being all of their bitch, that they planned to fuck me every day from now on, and how I would never want to be a man again after they finished being their girl. Every word emasculated and humiliated me while simultaneously filling my heart with pride as I felt an endearing love growing in me for all three of my talented and wonderful lovers.
The feeling of pressure in my butt had been growing all the time I was being used, and that feeling of a need to pee came upon me again. I recognized it this time, and tapped Jakes thighs to get him to pull out to let me speak. At that moment instead of pulling out I felt him force his cock all the way in as he ground my nose into his pubic hair and started to swell in pulses and his expansion force his cock head deeper than before. His hands moved to the back of my head and held me as I felt his jets of cum forced over my lower lip over my tongue and all the way down my throat just before his head swelled again and again with each jet I felt.
I guess when this happened, after Jake had Ejaculated his man cream inside me, I realized I had been one hundred percent focused on him and not at all on myself, because I had forgotten all about trying to tell him about my feeling of the needing to pee. But even before he let me go, and I felt his quickly deflating cock being d**g from the depths of my throat and through my sucking mouth and felt the withered sheathed head pop free from my hungry lips, that feeling of wanting, no needing to, really really needing to peeeee, and all the while feeling like, have you ever gone to the john and when you start to p*o it feels like its flowing one long turd but it goes on and on like its really really long and wont stop until suddenly it does… well in this experience with a cock sawing away I was feeling that only this time it did just keep going and going on and on and on never stopping for a moment.
Dan had been neglecting my clit. I guess he could tell my state as my clitoris kept swelling and pulsing and jumping about. I could feel it. And this time I knew what was happening so I didn’t fight it, letting my bottom squeeze and my hips to rock forward, and after a couple of these I felt fluid begin to drain. Oh combined with the never ending poop feeling combined with the ecstasy of was my first understood Orgasm without an Ejaculation, OMG I became lost in the euphoria of it all.
And although I know you might be curious as to the details of the experiences and sensations I was having and feeling at the time, all I can say about anything from that moment of release is to ask you to describe the best Orgasm you ever felt in detail then imagine that not ending in seconds or even minutes but just going on and on, you’d get lost indescribably lost in the feelings and emotions just as I was all that time.
I can’t say how long it went on. I can say that at some point I must of passed out. I vaguely recall being scooped up, my limp body floating around then being plopped on the cool sheets of a bed. The lights were dim here so all I remember seeing were shadows moving all around me. I was on my back and I could hear speaking but they were just sounds to my ears. I was flat on my back as I felt myself being jostled and moved around.
The next thing I knew, someone was offering their cockhead to my lips, which I sucked in with greed and reached up to cup each of his ass cheeks and pull him into me until I could rub my nose through his pubes. I sucked that cock like a baby in a big tit.
After I did that, I could feel my legs being lifted onto the shoulders of someone else, my ass was lifted off the sheets so I remember feeling like I was hanging by my legs, felt him sliding his turgid cock through the crack of my ass, position his cockhead at my gapping asshole where I felt cool air flowing in and out. It felt good to feel the flow of air blocked, and feel that wonderful cockhead probing me down there. Then with a bit of wiggling of my suspended bottom I felt myself working it into me,
Whoever held my legs wanted me to fuck him, I realized, because he never moved after positioning us like this. Now it was my turn to writhe and wiggle and work my impaled body so that I was actually doing all the fucking. And although the feeling of a need to pee had long passed and feeling any pressure in what I knew from research had been my prostate, the feeling of the never ending poop coupled with the thrill of swallowing that loving cock, the feelings of bliss and love and hunger to be taken and used and playfully humiliated by these guys was all and everything in my world.
But as to details… this is the best I can do.
I don’t know how much cum they filled me with, Jake, Dan, and Bill, oh and what they had me drink of my own. Dan or someone must have caught mine in a cup when I had my Orgasm.
Then Monday I awoke to the alarm, six o-clock, time for work. As I got out of my own bed I noticed I was naked. I felt like I had been road hard and put up wet. I stumbled into the bathroom to do my morning things, toilet first as I felt a need to poop and the feeling my bottom would drop shit everywhere if I didn’t get there emediately!
As I plopped onto the commode I saw myself in the mirror, and was shocked. The first thing I saw was that my hair was matted with something crusty. My skin was all splotchy with reds and pinks on my usually paisty white. It looked like my nipples were five times as big, but soon realized it was because of all the hickys all around both of them. As I touched each it felt like my fingertips were flames. The hickys were all around my neck and both my ears too. And the worse thing was how my lips looked and felt. Like I had been in a fight and lost, all swollen and mottled. As I began to remember pieces of the night I had, I realized the mottling was obviously friction rash, the swelling from sucking, the very thought of it gave me a thrill.
I heard the snooze and jumped into action to clean up and get to work. The memories recalled with each tender touch, each tender muscle twitch and jump as I bathed, the ache in my jaws as I opened wide to brush the stench out of my mouth… then off to work, a new girl! ‘NO NEVER MORE!’ I told myself as I found my car in the drive and wondered how it got there. I could figure that out later. I’d be late if I delayed further.
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