Stuffed by Two (BBW Steamy FMM Menage Romance) (4 page)

My eyes widen instinctively and my
tongue circles around billowy lips, ready to devour.

When the tip of him pushes past my
lips, General Sanders groans and grips a clump of hair at the top of my head.
Then his leg twitches when I continue lowering myself down onto his cock.

I can tell it's been a
long
time since he's gotten any. His cock seems to pulse and beat with the pent up
load of a decade.

His cock slips in the warm wetness
of my mouth as I push him in,
deeper
...

I'm only halfway down when the
impulse to gag hits me. Tears begin to well in my eyes as I begin to choke on
his cock, trying desperately to shove it down my esophagus. General Sanders
smirks and laughs,

"Is that really all you got? I
thought you knew how to suck cock." But I won't let this asshole get into
my head.

 I am determined to get him
all the down.

The muscles of my throat spasm and
burn, squeezing tight around his cock as it slides dipper into the dark, wet
hole of my throat.

Thick beads of saliva trickle from
my lips while I drool all over his cock, rolling over his pulsing veins and
dripping off his balls.

"
Agh!
" He groans
when I'm nearly all the way down, and I can't help but smirk a little.

This hard ass thought I was an
amateur
...

Then I gargle and slurp the rest of
him down, connecting my nose to the hardness of his abdomen at last. Another
thick spurt of saliva jets from my mouth, wetting his dark pubes.

I stare up at General Sanders, with
bloodshot eyes, dark tears rolling off my cheeks. His face is a tight grimace,
like he's already holding back the urge to cum right down my slippery throat.

Then his grip on my hair tightens
and he starts pushing and pulling my head up and down along his cock. When his
cock emerges from the tight suction of my lips, it seems to glow in the
flickering light above us.

Again and again, Sanders thrusts my
head onto his cock as I drool and suck. My lips wrap the base of his cock and
my nose scrunches against his rippling six-pack. Grunting and groaning, he face
fucks me like a dirty whore.

And it might be true--but at least
this will get me what I need from him.

"God...
damn
..."
Sanders seems to be having trouble holding back. The gag reflex forces my
throat to squeeze every inch of his cock, stroking it like a sopping wet pussy.

I gargle and gulp down his giant
dick, determined to coax his spunk deep into my esophagus.

"
Fuck!
I'm gonna
fuckin'... " And then I feel it--his thick, warm load colliding with the
very back of my mouth. It coats the lining of my throat and I am forced to
swallow, guzzling every drop as it continues to jet from his pulsating cock.

"
Mmm--mm--
" I
moan, choking in gargled words. His cum is viscous and endless. His cock pulses
against the walls of my throat, spraying his semen down my throat.

I gulp and swallow the gushing
stream of cum, feeling the warmth flowing down into my stomach.

But rather than feeling satisfied,
something is excited within me. An overwhelming urge to explore the slut buried
in my psyche. A hunger for
more
. More cocks to suck. More cum to
swallow. I need
more
.

******

"G--General?" A steel
door in the corner of the room creaks open. A bit of the General’s cum trickles
from my bottom lip while his cock is still firmly lodged in my esophagus.

On a normal day, this might be a
totally humiliating situation. But today, the sight of the man with the broad
shoulders standing in the doorway with his jaw on the floor just turns me on.

"You're just in time,
private!" General Sanders says, pulling me off his cock at last. I gargle
up a bubbly mixture of spit and cum that dribbles from his shaft as my lips
slide off. Finally, I collapse backward onto the hard floor and gasp for air.

Another man peeks out from behind
the first, looking just as shocked.

The General brings his attention
back to me, saying, "These are Privates Tyler and Jason." He motions
for them to step into the room. They immediately snap out of their daze and
rush to meet their General's command.

They move quickly and stand
attentively in the center. They were obviously well trained, and knew better
than to ask questions.

"This young lady here was just
demonstrating how well she can service a cock." Their eyes shift quickly,
looking down at me hacking and wheezing on the floor, then back toward the
General. "It would seem you're both just in time for her to show you how
much of a whore she can
really
be."

A rising heat builds between my
legs at his words. I can feel myself getting wet. Wet and ready for two new
gentlemen joining the party.

"Privates," he says
sharply, "remove your uniforms. Pronto!" And they do as instructed
without hesitation.

Tyler and Jason are real soldiers.
They are tough and grizzled, with jaws carved like stone. Their rippling chests
seem to tear the fibers of their thin shirts. They had loyal eyes, fierce and
fearless, determined to train and always prepared.

But are they prepared to handle
me?

My tongue curls at one corner of my
mouth. My eyes glint as they fall upon two well-endowed cocks growing stiffer
in the moment of hopeful anticipation.

I moan softly as my body writhes on
the floor, dipping a hand beneath my panties to feel the wetness there. My
hands begin to move almost on their own, slipping off my skirt and black
panties off my ankles in one fluid motion.

Almost without realizing it, my bra
has slipped off to reveal my creamy breasts and my legs are already spread
eagle in the air.

The General nods to Jason and Tyler
saying, "Privates, it's time to do your duty." My wet pussy quivers
in anticipation at the sound of his deep voice. His words seem to reverberate
against the concrete walls as the soldiers move toward me with focused
intention.

Jason positions himself between my
legs, and Tyler above my head. With a playful little wink, I guide Jason's cock
to my soggy entrance. The head of his cock twitches between my wet folds and I
can't help but giggle.

How long has it been since either
of these men felt the inside of a woman?

For a brief moment, Jason turns his
attention back toward the General, looking for some sort of confirmation. When
the General nods, he turns toward me with apprehensive, eyes asking for
permission.

"
Ungh!--
" I moan,
thrusting my hips upward at an angle so that his cock slips just inside me. The
girth of his cock spreads my walls apart and my legs jolt.

My tightness wraps around the neck
of his cock and Jason grunts out a deep moan.

Tyler places one foot on either
side of my head so that his balls are hanging above my face, blocking out the
only light source in the room and casting a dark shadow upon Jason and me.

 He lowers himself slowly
until his scrotum taps my forehead. I watch Tyler's cock growing as he strokes
it with a calloused hand, watching Jason's body tense as he enters deeper
inside me.

Jason's head droops into my tits
when he's about half way and he gives pause--the sweaty skin of his belly
clinging to mine. I reach around to grab Jason's ass, pushing him in deeper
from behind.

He shakes his head and scrunches is
face, as if going any further would be too much for him to handle.

"Now's not the time for
hesitation, soldier," I whisper. "Your orders are to fuck me."
Tyler's erect cock throbs just above my face as he strokes along the shaft, up
to the tip. A bit of his precum dribbles on to the spot between my eyebrows.

With a forceful shove, Jason throws
his full weight onto me. My knees knock against my ribcage when his dick
bottoms out at my cervix.

"
Unnngh!
" I wail,
feeling Jason's massive girth splitting me apart. The pain is sudden and
intense--yet a subtle tingling pleasure rolls through my senses, causing my
body to worm and writhe on the cold cement.

A sinister grin spreads across my
face, and the whispered words escape my lips,

"I want you to
cum inside
me...
"

And with that, Jason props himself
up, beginning to move with a sudden determination. He grabs hold of my ribcage,
impaling me onto his cock with every bulging muscle of his lower back.

My moans echo through the room as
my fingernails dig into Jason's ass cheeks, holding him against me. My tongue
moves on its own, circling sensually around my lips, inviting Tyler to enter my
mouth.

Another silver string of fluid
drips from his eager cock, this time landing along the ridge of my nose.

"I'm going to suck that dick
dry of cum," I tell him. "Fuck my throat and make me gag like a dirty
whore." My mouth opens wide and my tongue stick out.

Tyler grips the neck of his cock
with a thumb and forefinger, angling it downward at my gaping mouth. The tip
presses against the flat of my tongue, rolling over my tiny tastebuds and down
into the warm, wet darkness of my naughty throat.

Tyler squats down, straddled across
my face, spelunking into my esophagus. The front of my neck bulges at the girth
of him and my gag reflex activates. He is even bigger than his General.

I retch and choke on his Tyler's
cock while Jason beats against my cervix. General Sanders stands beside us
still dripping cum, arms cross but looking pleased.

His soldiers are meeting the call
of duty.

They moan together in unison,
drilling into me with throbbing cocks, stretching my insides. Their rhythmic
thrusting into my wet holes intensifies. My back arches and my body twists to
the will of their forceful penetration.

I can sense they are becoming
desperate to cum.

"Easy there, boys." The
General step forward, signaling for them to stop, and Jason and Tyler are
immediately still. With their massive cocks still lodged inside me, the General
says,

"I want to hear her
beg
for it." I cough and groan Tyler's cock. He wants me to
beg
? What
did I do to piss this guy off so much? But I can't possibly show weakness now,
not in front of this asshole.

"M--
More!
" I try
to say, but it comes out like gargled noise. But I wanted--
needed
more.
The truth is I want to be fucked like a rag doll and treated like a filthy
slut.

I want Jason and Tyler to fill me
from both ends.

"No. I want to hear it from
her, loud and clear," the General says coldly, staring down at me with
contempt in his eyes. How much more of a whore can I possibly be? But I've gone
much too far to give up now.

Jason pushes against my thighs as
Tyler lifts himself to his feet. My fluids cling to their cocks as they pull
out, slowly. The tightness of my pussy grips Jason's throbbing dick, not
wanting to let go.

My tongue laps along Tyler's shaft
as it emerges from my lips, teasing it just a little bit more. He grunts and
grimaces when it's finally all the way out, dripping with thick saliva.

He was
so close
...

Jason flips me over so I'm on my
hands and knees. My pussy aches; my throat burns with soreness. Tears gush from
my swollen eyes and roll off my crimson cheeks. But I haven't had enough. Not
yet.