- Joined
- Dec 14, 2012
- Location
- Australia
Five aroused men, and one young woman on her knees. How she'd come to be there, or the money they'd be required to fork out at the end of the night, no longer occupied a major part of their minds. What the males most cared about was their own pleasure and need for relief. Each wanted to be the one to have her hot, wet mouth engulfing their meat, hitting the back of the girl's throat as they thrust in and out, with their balls slapping her chin and saliva drooled over their shafts. She was just another slut, good only for having her holes used, and each man became increasingly forceful, until eventually, the lewd, sloppy sounds of her mouth being roughly used by a succession of cocks drowned out even those of their taunts and moans.
Only Jake remained totally aware of who Marissa was, and her lack of experience with the situation. Which was why, as Ian pulled back, and shot his load, he gripped the end of the tie which had been draped around her neck, and pulled her head up to display her to his friends, and offered an out. Though, not one he intended to allow her to take up.
Cum dripped off her face and chin, and rolled down her breasts, and in that moment as they appraised, the others briefly came back to their senses, and recognised Marissa for who and what she was. A college student, not a professional whore. "You like that, baby?"
The young woman's scarlet butt-cheeks were spanked again, and a thumb found the entrance to her tight, virgin asshole, then entered it to press against the tip of the buzzing toy, and pushed it deeper.
"Sure you haven't done this before, slut?'
"Look at her, she's dripping. And I don't mean her cunt."
"Fucking dirty whore."
The men chuckled and taunted at the response to Jake's offer.
"Then put that mouth back to work, bitch." The stockbroker tightened the knot around her neck, took a step back, and jerked on the end. "Come here and suck it." He tugged again, and forced Marissa to crawl towards him, only to move back a further step each time she neared. "Come on, come to Daddy."
When he reached the coffee table; the glass three inches thick and more than capable of being used for the purpose intended; and stepped around the other side, four men grabbed her tits, spanked her ass and cunt, and continued to tease her about being a slut and a whore. Then, as Jake pulled the make-shift leash once more, Mark suddenly hooked his arms around the young woman's legs from the rear, and lifted her in the air.
"Whatever you want to give me, Sugar." Jake repeated her words with a grin when his friend deposited her torso on the table; knees on the floor, and ass in the air; and released his grip on the tie to curl his fingers in her tresses. Simultaneously, as he pulled her forward and shoved his length in to her mouth, the seconds man's digits dug into the flesh of her thighs, and spread them apart. Then, with his knees placed either side of her hips, and grip having moved to her waist, Mark drove every, thick throbbing inch of his meat into Marissa's soaked cunt.
"Ohhhhh, shit, she's fucking tight." Mark groaned in pleasure as he forced himself deeper, and spread her open with his width; the girl now stuffed from both ends. With the men in position, Jake's fingers tightened in Marissa's hair, and held her head down on the cock that tapped the back of her throat, as Mark, buried balls-deep in her hot snatch, began to thrust from behind. Ian, Dan and Max hooted and cheered as their buddies quickly found a rhythm, and awaited their turn.
Only Jake remained totally aware of who Marissa was, and her lack of experience with the situation. Which was why, as Ian pulled back, and shot his load, he gripped the end of the tie which had been draped around her neck, and pulled her head up to display her to his friends, and offered an out. Though, not one he intended to allow her to take up.
Cum dripped off her face and chin, and rolled down her breasts, and in that moment as they appraised, the others briefly came back to their senses, and recognised Marissa for who and what she was. A college student, not a professional whore. "You like that, baby?"
The young woman's scarlet butt-cheeks were spanked again, and a thumb found the entrance to her tight, virgin asshole, then entered it to press against the tip of the buzzing toy, and pushed it deeper.
"Sure you haven't done this before, slut?'
"Look at her, she's dripping. And I don't mean her cunt."
"Fucking dirty whore."
The men chuckled and taunted at the response to Jake's offer.
"Then put that mouth back to work, bitch." The stockbroker tightened the knot around her neck, took a step back, and jerked on the end. "Come here and suck it." He tugged again, and forced Marissa to crawl towards him, only to move back a further step each time she neared. "Come on, come to Daddy."
When he reached the coffee table; the glass three inches thick and more than capable of being used for the purpose intended; and stepped around the other side, four men grabbed her tits, spanked her ass and cunt, and continued to tease her about being a slut and a whore. Then, as Jake pulled the make-shift leash once more, Mark suddenly hooked his arms around the young woman's legs from the rear, and lifted her in the air.
"Whatever you want to give me, Sugar." Jake repeated her words with a grin when his friend deposited her torso on the table; knees on the floor, and ass in the air; and released his grip on the tie to curl his fingers in her tresses. Simultaneously, as he pulled her forward and shoved his length in to her mouth, the seconds man's digits dug into the flesh of her thighs, and spread them apart. Then, with his knees placed either side of her hips, and grip having moved to her waist, Mark drove every, thick throbbing inch of his meat into Marissa's soaked cunt.
"Ohhhhh, shit, she's fucking tight." Mark groaned in pleasure as he forced himself deeper, and spread her open with his width; the girl now stuffed from both ends. With the men in position, Jake's fingers tightened in Marissa's hair, and held her head down on the cock that tapped the back of her throat, as Mark, buried balls-deep in her hot snatch, began to thrust from behind. Ian, Dan and Max hooted and cheered as their buddies quickly found a rhythm, and awaited their turn.