Three hours into this fuckfest,and this girl was already turning out to be a great fucking mark. She currently hung suspended in ropes from our ceiling, Jack's cock in her ass, my cock in her mouth, and Dean's dick punishing her pretty pussy.
She still hadn't been allowed to come yet, though.
Cum dripped from her face, puddled on the floor beneath her body, and even coated our own skin as we spun her around and redoubled our efforts, swapping one hole for another, railing into her as if she were no more than a sex doll, primed and ready for our use. Every few minutes, one of us would finally bust, and we'd either fill a hole with seed or pull out and bust all over her, painting her prettily for our artistic enjoyment. She took it all in stride, but the telltale whining had commenced about half an hour ago, signaling she was reaching her limits. We'd need to decide whether she'd earned the orgasm her body had been chasing and denied for a good portion of the night now.
And soon.
I was all in favor of strapping her to a chair, sliding the fuck machine up to her well-used hole, and letting it plow her into oblivion until she squirted all over herself and turned into a writhing, wriggling, shaken mess. Jack preferred to cut themwhile he made them come, licking the blood from their skin as they cried out for their release. Tanner wasn't picky—he'd take the responsibility of bringing them to completion when it suited him, but he let them choose the method.
Tonight, we were all in a right mood, so it'd either end in a fight or a coin flip.
I didn't have to wait long. The poor princess parted her lips, her whole body shaking as she neared an orgasm for the umpteenth time tonight. "Please," she whimpered, turning her head just a teensy bit to stare Tanner in the eyes while he fucked her mouth and smeared his cum all over her hollowed cheeks. "Please, I need—I need to come. It hurts so bad." She dragged her tongue playfully up his length, trying to bribe her way to release. "May I come, masters?"
"Oooh, she pulled the master card," Jack moaned, his cock twitching as he pulled it out of her pussy and slammed home inside her ass, shoving me out of the way in the process. We'd been double penetrating her all night, but the poor soul hadn't been prepared for two dicks in her ass at the same time, and I wasn't keen on splitting her apart. It was hard enough to handle Jack in there. She didn't need me to add to it. "She's a keeper, boys."
I rolled my eyes and tapped Tanner on the shoulder, jerking a thumb in Jack's direction. "Go eat some pussy and let me talk to the pretty little slut." When he moved out of my way, I knelt and cupped her tear-stained face in my hands, my voice low and quiet, soft, to put her at ease. "You want to come, huh, pretty girl?"
She nodded, her hair a hot mess, matted to the sides of her face as she whimpered. "Yes, please. It hurts so bad, I need it."
"Well, you didn't last as long as I hoped, but you gave it your all, which is all we ask for." I cocked my head as Jack grunted and filled her ass with another load, shoving her ever highertoward that release. "Time's up, Jack. Pull out and stay out." I turned my attention to Tanner, who was busy lapping up the cum spilling from her rear and the arousal dripping from her cunt. "And you—keep her on the edge, no closer. I want her to break for us when she comes."
He mock saluted me and returned to his work, slow, steady licks driving our little prisoner mad with need. Jack, however, had opted to drag over the fuck machine and was busy positioning it behind her as she hung, trussed up like a holiday roast.
His brows rose at my confused expression. "What? I figured this might be more fun to watch. I'm beat. You haven't been doing all the work tonight, buddy." His skin was slicked with sweat, and true to form, he was being honest—he'd done most of the heavy lifting, supporting her as we tied our ropes, arranging her when needed, even letting us use him as leverage, and taking the uncomfortable positions when we swapped. He probably was beat to hell.
I didn't miss the small knife in his hands, though, as he strapped the biggest fucking fake cock we had to that damn thing and pressed the big, bulbous thing against her slick opening, even as Tanner still lapped at her cream like a cat in heat.
I rubbed my jaw absently, thinking it over in my head. "Jack, you can have her mouth, but I'd put a bite guard in. They tend to go all lockjaw on me when we use the machine."
He didn't have to be told twice, trotting off like a fucking child with an off-key whistle.
"Tanner, I want to watch you eat her out while that thing slams into her."
"Mmm, my pleasure," he moaned against her pussy lips, his fingers spreading her wide for the waiting toy. "Whaddya say, sweetheart? You ready to lose control of every part of your body and black out from pleasure?"
"Fuck," she whispered, then nodded. "I'm ready."
Jack was in place, strapping in the gag with a conveniently placed round entrance that spread her lips but protected the user from accidentally clamping down on the meal she was about to be fed. Once he'd slipped his cock inside, I flipped a switch on the damn fuck machine and gripped myself in hand, watching the others set to work on her.
It didn't take long.
It never did.
The damn silicone toy squelched in and out of her, making all sorts of obscene noises that only served to thicken the arousal in the room. Once she'd gotten accustomed to the size of it, I turned the dial up to halfway, relishing the whimpers and moans that escaped her as she rode it to her inevitable peak. Tied up like she was, she couldn't control the movement, but I could see it in the way she flexed against the intrusion that she wanted to back up on it; she wantedmore.
So I gave it to her.
With the knob turned up to full power, the cock slammed into her at an inhuman rate, and her moans turned to screams as Jack grunted in front of her, pulling his cock from her lips to come all over her face. He really liked them messy. Tanner grabbed his cock in one hand and began jerking furiously as her thighs flexed and she fought the release, proving my skills at procurement to be still at their peak. I hated it when they just gave over to the orgasm—no, that was too easy. I wanted them to want it but still fight it, until they couldn't control themselves and?—
Yes.
She came with a shout, her whole body convulsing as Tanner grunted and painted his own abs with his release, lapping up the massive amount of liquid flowing from her body. She'd squirted—they usually did when we used that toy—but when the fluidhad nowhere to go, it simply gushed from her pussy, leaking out around the fake dick faster than Tanner could swallow. I jerked the toy from her pussy and shoved myself in between her and it, taking a raging, pounding cock in my lubed-up ass as I thrust forward and buried myself in her spasming pussy, nirvana grabbing me by the fucking balls and yanking an orgasm from me so vigorously, it practically hurt. I filled the condom I was wearing in record time, my eyes rolling into the back of my head, dangerously close to passing out as the fucking toy slammed into my prostate over and over, until Tanner reached over and turned the damn thing off and I slipped free, falling to my knees on the floor.
Anyone who said it didn't feel like a whole new experience to come with a cock in your ass was an idiot, or didn't do it right. God didn't put our love button in that tight channel for us to ignore. He meant for us to explore. It wasn't supposed to be easy. The best rewards rarely were.
I watched with a grunt of breathless laughter as the poor girl fell limp, unconscious in her restraints, and Jack reached over, plucking a ribbon from the nearby decorations to hang on her head like a present.
"Ho, ho, ho," he cackled, shaking his dick like a fucking weirdo as Tanner and I dissolved into a fit of panting, weak giggles. "Merry Christmas, boys."
