I slowly mince out into the living room, sweat building on my forehead and under my massive rack as it droops down my chest. Struggling to breathe and fighting back the panic gripping me I brace myself against the kitchen island, leaning over as the weight of my chest quickly reasserts itself thanks to the hanging pale orbs.
I slowly begin to calm my breathing, pursing my plush lips as I take slower and slower measured breaths. As I slowly being my heart rate down it suddenly spikes again, the sound of foot falls behind me catching my attention as a figure slides in behind me.
A yelp of surprise escapes my lips as a set of large rough hands grab my wide hips and threaten to wrap around my waist, the mysterious thumbs sliding into the waistband of my panties as they are slowly teased down to reveal my plump juicy behind. My back arches as I feel something thick and throbbing press in between my ass checks, the hands shifting to guide my hip as the impossibly large rod of flesh slowly inches towards my groin.
"I..." I meekly squeak, my eyes going wide as I feel the tip gently press against my eager waiting lips. Heat, desire, hunger are all I can describe as the sensation building between my legs. I feel myself being lifted slightly, standing on my tip toes as suddenly the man behind me thrusts into my cunt with a loud satisfied grunt.
For a moment I'm left seeing stars, a cry of pleasure slipping from my parted lip as my legs give out beneath me. I collapse into the counter, my massive bust pooling out beneath me like pale fatty pillows.
"Fuck..." groans a growling deep voice behind me, the mans hand slowly rubbing up my back before gentle rubbing my neck. "I've been dying for this babe. Mel is..." he huffs, slowly easing himself back before slamming back into me as he stirs up my insides.
"Mel..." huffs a grumpy and croaking voice, the growling sensual feminine tones sending chills down my spine. "... Is not interested in being some sex toy for you while Jordan is out with the flu. I mean for fuck sake, you have working hands you..." she snaps, the sound of foot falls barely being heard over my whimpering gasps as I struggle to get my arms under me.
"Awwwww Jordy..." coos the sensual voice, the source pacing around me before stopping at the other side of the counter. I slowly begin to drool into the matted brown hair and the white stone countertop beneath me, my tongue hanging from my parted lips as the man rails me from behind. I feel a set of soft hands grab a hold of my shoulder, the gently guiding grip helping me up and onto my elbows as my tits begin to hang and sway with each plunge into my dripping wet slit.
My eyes struggle to adjust, tears filling them as I'm forced to focus my gaze rather then letting it drift. Leaning across the counter is a short curvaceous woman in her early twenties with ghostly pale skin and dyed black hair. Her dark and dramatic makeup appears to have smudged and run in her sleep, her black lips reveal hints of pink beneath as her they slowly shift from a warm smile to something far more lecherous.
Her piercing green eyes narrow as she looks at my pleasure wrought expression, her teeth sinking into her bottom lip as I mewl and moan like some pathetic animal in heat. As she leans across the counter I watch as her plain black t-shirt hangs from her soft frame, my gaze fluttering to her soft pale chest before becoming glued to the soft watercolor tattoo of a familiar looking brunette playing with herself on the woman's upper arm.
"I... wha..." I moan and whimper, my voice and words being knocked out of me as I feel the massive cock press deeper into my body with each subsequent thrust. My mind spins and my thoughts tumble away, the addictive pleasure wracking my whole body leaving little room for thoughts more complex than 'MORE'.
My body stiffens as I feel the pale woman's hands cradle my massive jiggling udders, her long dark fingernails sinking into the yielding flesh before she quickly turns to pinching and teasing my painfully engorged nipples.
Fireworks go off in my head, shocks of intense pleasure firing off inside my skull and coursing through every nerve in my body. I feel my pussy grip the cock buried inside it, a gasping howl of pleasure escaping my lips only to be silenced as the dark haired woman quickly locks our lips.
With the gentle teasing and sweet affections of the goth and the violent bestial fucking of the man behind me I soon find myself reach another precipice of erotic pleasure, and another, and another. My mind, along with my body, feels like its turning to jelly as I become whimpering putty in the two's hands.
With a low moan and a giggle the woman inches back, licking her lips as she stares at me with loving eyes.
"I've missed the taste of you dear" she coos softly, nibbling once more at her lip. "I hope you're feeling bet..."
A deep sigh from behind me cuts the dark haired woman off, my eyes going wide and fluttering as I feel the cock press as deep inside me and twitch violently. I gasp and murmur weakly as I feel something hot paint my insides, a seemingly endless tide of intensely warm and sticky filling me up before quickly overflowing and dripping to the hardwood floors with foul and disgusting splatters.
For a moment all I can hear are the panting sounds of my breath and the delighted bass-filled huffs from the man behind me, the ambient sounds only finally being broken by a loud smack across my ass cheek. My back arches with the impact, a squeal escaping my lips as I feel the massive rod quickly slide out of me.
"Eric!" shouts the goth, her piercing emerald eyes glaring above and behind me at the unseen man. "For fucks sake did you just..."
"Chill Mel, it's not my fault" the man pants, still struggling to catch his breath. "I haven't cum in like a week, and I wasn't expecting you to show up to make her grip so..."
"I know I know, you can't make a woman cum" she jabs, reaching out to hold me up as my shaking arms threaten to give out. "But seriously Eric, what the fuck. She..."
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