Rhoda moved over to her left hand, swapped her hand with her mouth and grabbed Kes. This time she went right for the deep throat, but again was too uncomfortable for the size of his member.
Her eyes were watering, and she was getting a bit sloppy with saliva and spit. Kes worked himself in and out of her throat and pushed in, but again, not enough.
as she sucked him in. Kes moaned, his hands resting on her shoulders, his touch light but commanding. She was in her element and in near ecstasy.
Her eyes must have told how charged she was. A long black rod in her mouth and two thick nine-inchers in each hand. She could have stayed there forever.
She pulled back, gasping for air, her lips swollen and slick with his saliva. Harry pushed in last, his cock throbbing against her lips, his scent musky and familiar.
Rhoda took him too, her mouth a wet, desperate cavern for their cocks. He fucked her mouth relentlessly, his hands gripping her hair, her cheeks, her shoulders, as he thrust in and out, their groans filling the room.
Rhoda choked, tears streaming down her face, her jaw aching, her throat raw. But she kept going, her moans muffled by their flesh, her body trembling with the effort.
Finally, Harry pulled out, his cock glistening with her saliva, their breaths coming in ragged gasps. Rhoda collapsed onto her hands, her chest heaving, her body slick with sweat.
‘Get on the bed.’ Kes ordered.
She knelt on the bed, her body a taut coil of pent-up energy, her breath coming in short, eager gasps. Kes lay beneath her, his muscular frame relaxed yet coiled like a predator, his dark eyes locked onto hers with a hunger that made her shiver.
His thick, rigid cock, jutted upward, a promise of pleasure and dominance. She could feel her own arousal pooling between her thighs, a slick invitation that mirrored the hunger in her gaze.
With a slow, deliberate movement, she shifted her weight, her knees sinking into the softness of the bed as she straddled Kes. Her hands rested on his chest, her fingers tracing the contours of his muscles, feeling the steady rise and fall of his breath beneath her palms.
She leaned forward, her breasts brushing against his chest, her lips brushing his in a teasing kiss that left them both wanting more. Kes groaned, his hands sliding up her thighs, his fingers digging into the soft flesh as he urged her closer.
She wasted no time, pulling his shaft into her drenched pussy. her hips lowering as she aligned herself with his cock. She could feel the head of it pressing against her entrance, the thickness of it a tantalising promise.
With a hungry moan that seemed to come from deep within her, she sank down, her body swallowing him inch by inch. Her juices coated his shaft, a slick welcome that made the penetration smoother, more intimate.
She felt him fill her, his thickness stretching her, claiming her in a way that made her toes curl and her head spin.
Kes hissed, his hands tightening on her hips as she impaled herself fully on him and started riding and allowing her weight to force him into her. “Fuck,” he muttered, his voice rough with need. “You feel so good.”
She didn’t respond, her focus entirely on the sensation of him buried deep inside her. She rocked her hips gently, savouring the fullness, the way he seemed to touch every nerve ending within her.
But this wasn’t enough. Not yet. With a fluid motion, she shifted, her hands pressing into the bed as she rose onto all fours. Her ass raised high, her back arched, she presented herself to him, a silent invitation that spoke volumes.
Kes didn’t hesitate. His hands gripped her hips, his fingers digging into her flesh as he thrust upward, his cock disappearing deep inside her once more.
She gasped, the angle sending jolts of pleasure through her, her pussy clenching around him as he began to move. He pistoned into her, his thrusts steady and relentless, each one driving her closer to the edge.
It was moments, however, before she was distracted by her ass being separated and lubed. Behind her, Demo positioned himself, his hands gripping her hips as he positioned himself at her entrance.
His thick cock pressed against her tight ass. She winced at the stretch, her sphincter still sensitive from the earlier pounding, but she didn’t protest. He pushed well into her as she closed her eyes to take him.
Demo’s thickness stretched her open as he thrust inside, his curved shaft hitting spots she didn’t know existed.
Rhoda’s body trembled, her orgasm building, a tidal wave of pleasure that threatened to consume her. She screamed, her voice hoarse, as Demo pounded into her, his hips snapping forward with a force that left her breathless.
Harry loomed over her. His rock-hard cock stood at attention, a weapon of pleasure that seemed to pulse with anticipation. He didn’t say a word. With a swift, almost violent motion, he slapped his dick against her cheek, the sound echoing in the room.
She flinched, her eyes widening, but there was no time to react before he shoved it past her lips, forcing her mouth open with his girth.
Rhoda gagged, her eyes watering as Harry thrust into her throat, his cock invading her with reckless abandon. Her hands flew to his hips, her fingers digging into his flesh as she tried to adjust to the brutal invasion.
Saliva dripped from the corners of her mouth, her gagging noises filling the room, a stark contrast to the moans Kes’s thrusts were eliciting from her.
She was stretched to her limits, three holes filled to the brim. Harry’s cock down her throat, Kes’s cock in her pussy, and Demo’s cock in her ass. The three men pounded into her, their grunts and her whimpers blending into a symphony of filth.
Her body trembled, overwhelmed by the mixture of pain and pleasure, every inch of her used and claimed.
Kes didn’t slow, his rhythm relentless as he continued to pound into her from below. She was stretched, filled, her body a playground for their desires. She whimpered, the sound muffled by Harry’s cock still ramming her throat.
Her body tensed, her muscles clenching as she tried to adjust to the intrusion.
Demo, on the other hand, was relentless, his strength and determination overwhelming. He pushed, his hips snapping forward and backwards, his cock splitting her open.
Kes and Demo started a rhythm, and she glided into i,t but Harry was in full control of her mouth and throat. He held her head and pushed into her slobbering mouth and held her as he thrust in and out of her throat.
Her muffled scream was swallowed by Harry’s cock, her tears streaming down her face as her body was pushed to its limits.
Demo didn’t stop, his hands gripping her hips as he drove deeper, his full length burying itself in her ass. She was stretched, filled, every inch of her claimed by his dominance.
Rhoda was now filled to the brim—a cock in her mouth, one in her ass, one in her pussy, the sensation was overwhelming, her body stretched to its absolute limit.
She moaned, a sound that was equal parts pleasure and pain, her toes curling as she teetered on the edge of an orgasm she wasn’t sure she could handle.
The three men took turns in every hole and every position. Flipping her over, the pussy fucker Kes switched up and knelt behind her, his eyes dark with desire. His hands gripped her hips, his touch firm but gentle, as he aligned his cock with her tight ass.
She was already stretched, her body trembling with the intensity of the Demo’s thrusts, but she knew what was coming. She took a deep breath, her nails digging into the bedsheets, as he pushed into her ass.
Kes pounded her ass even more relentlessly, slapping her ass as he drove into her. Harry, her blowjob mate, positioned himself her to fuck her pussy again. He plunged into her pussy, his thick cock filling her, her walls clenching around him instinctively.
Demo stood up, his cock still glistening from the anal lube, and rammed himself into her waiting mouth. He fucked her face as hard as she’d ever been done. He held himself in her throat until she nearly passed out.
Rhoda’s body became a playground for their pleasure, each man using her in a way that maximised his own satisfaction. She was on the brink of collapse, her muscles trembling, her mind screaming for her to stop.
But the thought of the money kept her going, a mantra in her head: Just a little more. Just a little longer.
For the next half hour to forty-five minutes, Rhoda was used and pushed to her limits as the men desired. The room was filled with the sounds of their pleasure—her moans, their grunts, the wet slapping of skin against skin—a fusion of raw, unfiltered desire.
She had never had her openings stretched and pounded relentlessly; she had no idea where her hands were, all she knew was that she was just being used like an object of their sexual gratification. Nonetheless, she orgasmed massively, spewing muffled sounds, squirting fluids and shaking in delight
More position swaps occurred. The men switched positions, each taking turns to fuck her hard, their cocks relentless in their pursuit of her pleasure.
Kes switched to fuck her mouth, he served her his long, hard cock glistening with pre-cum, Rhoda leaned forward, her tongue darting out to taste him.
She took him into her mouth, her lips wrapping around his shaft, her tongue swirling around him as she deepthroated him with desperate hunger.
Her hands gripped his thighs, her nails digging into his skin, as she sucked him with a fervour that left him gasping while he manhandled her tits.
Written by Tito
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