She could feel his hairy thighs against her legs as his dick slipped past her pussy lips and quickly bottomed out inside her. His hips pressed against her ass and she tried to relax, waiting for him to finish. He twitched inside her as he felt her up, and only when his hands were sated with her naked flesh did he start thrusting. His balls slapped against her clit as he pounded into her, making her gasp inadvertently with the sudden pleasure of being taken deep and hard from behind.
To her surprise another orgasm started budding in her pussy and she gladly panted and let it build. “Do you like getting fucked by us?” Simmons asked.
All she replied was a steady, “Ungh, ungh, ungh,” in time with his rhythm.
“Tell me you like it,” he instructed her.
“I like it,” she replied almost automatically.
“Like what?” he asked, coaxing more dirty responses out of her.
“I like getting having sex with your penis,” she responded innocently.
“You mean getting fucked by my cock?” he asked almost incredulously.
“Yes!” she exclaimed at a particularly deep, hard thrust. “I like getting…” she said, hesitating at the vulgarity, “fucked by your…” then deciding to embrace it, “thick, hard cock!” The men that were circled around laughed excitedly to hear her talking dirty and Simmons started fucking her harder and faster. She let out a stream of, “Oh! Oh! Oh!”s, the first of which were genuine but transitioned into her attempts at enticing them to cum faster.
When he came she lost herself in a string of, “Yes! Yes! Yes!”s, thoroughly enjoying his lusty approval of her naked, prostrate form. His thick member finished pulsing and he pulled out, letting her slide out the back of her van to kneel at his feet again.
“Come on,” he prompted, “clean me off,” as if she should have known. Obediently she squatted in front of him and rested her hands on his thighs, diligently licking his softening cock as cum dripped from her pussy into a pool between her heels. She was past feeling dirty and used, knowing there were still two guys to pleasure before she was done. Part of her hoped they would finish quickly, but the rest of her hoped they would take their time so she could cum, too. So like a good little cockwhore she licked and sucked his dick until it was spotless.
“Alright, enough of that,” Edwin said, taking the leash and pulling her upright. “I’m sure you could suck dick all day long, but it’s my turn now and I want your pussy.” She tottered behind him as he led her to the side of the van. Her naked thighs, breasts, ass, and pussy glistened with a veneer of sweat from her exertions; getting fucked five times in a night was tiring, and the group of guys watched her every move like hawks.
Edwin pushed her up against the van and threaded the leash through the luggage rack on top. When he tugged on the end of the leash she was pulled back against the van and she reached up to hold on, standing on tip-toe to avoid being choked. With his free hand Edwin reached down to finger her pussy and up her skin to fondle her free-hanging breasts, leaving a trail up her body of her own wetness mixed with the two men’s cum.
His hard cock bobbed in front of her pussy and he took a few moments to have fun with her captive body. He traced “Fuck Me” on her stomach, dipping his fingers back into her dripping snatch after every few strokes, and took a step back to admire his handiwork. “Look, boys,” he taunted, “she’s asking for it!” The guys standing around shared a laugh, and he said, “Help me out here; spread her legs for me.”
Simmons and Mills stepped up and slid their hands up her inner thighs almost to her pussy, forcing her legs apart. They each held her by the calf and upper thigh, pinning her against the van with her legs spread like a V and ankles pulled up as high as they would go until her toes almost touched the roof. Their hands cupped her ass, with thumb and fingers framing her pussy to facilitate their coworker’s carnal access to her captive body. She knew it was useless to protest but she inadvertently squirmed as Edwin stepped up and laid his cock at the entrance to her pussy. “That’s what I like,” he said, staring at her tits, “Full access.”
And with that he pierced her womanhood, holding her by the waist until her pussy lips kissed his body then leaving himself throbbing inside her as he roughly fondled her pouting, mounded tits. Being manhandled into absolute submission felt amazing and brought her to the edge of a climax, but the collar was choking her breath and kept her from being able to cross over into the blissful beyond. His thick, hard shaft started pulling half out of her and thundering back into her helpless pussy, each stroke inducing squeals and gasps of frustration from her throat as she tried to make herself cum.
“Haha, yeah, take it, bitch!” he taunted gleefully, “I’m gonna fuck you so hard you squeal to feel your pussy split around my cock!” He started pounding his raging cock even harder into her widespread pussy, letting her feel the full length of his member poking the back of her cum catcher and his balls slapping her ass in an audible rhythm. “And I’m gonna make you take it like Cooper never could!”
She squealed. Her nipples were so hard they stood up like spires on her breasts that bounced every time he plunged home inside her. She knew he was right, her husband had never fucked her this hard, this long, or kept her in the titillating edge of an orgasm. And since this whole rendezvous was at his command, she felt free to enjoy every minute of it. She turned her head to the side and closed her eyes, mouthing, “Yes! Yes! Yes!” as he came. Her pussy was bright red from abuse but her heart beat like a machine gun inside her, begging for more.
He emptied his balls with grunts and groans, hands grasped tight on her naked tits. When he finally finished and pulled out he staggered back, fastening his pants and leaning back against the corner of the van to slow his breathing. Simmons and Mills released her legs, and she could feel cum seeping down her inner thighs while she tried to steady herself on her shaking legs.
Mills took her by the hand and led her over to the front of the van. “Alright, bitch, my turn to make you squeal.” He bent her over the hood of the van and spread her legs with his feet inside hers. With one hand he pressed on her back he kept her pinned down and with the other hand he lined the swollen purple head of his cock up with her puffy pussy lips. She was panting now in anticipation, palms pressed against the vehicle to brace for impact. He immediately started shallow thrusts, inching his member deeper into her inner sanctum with each pass and building a groan of pleasure in her throat.
By the time he bottomed out she was wailing with her eyes closed tight, and without breaking pace he kept driving his thick manmeat between her pussy lips until she popped. After a dozen strokes she sucked in a lungful of air and let out the biggest, longest orgasmic scream she had ever known while her cunt drenched his invading member with her sex juices. She arched her back so hard that her tits lifted off the hood of the van to bounce and sway with his jolting thrusts.