James Evers - Melissa_s suck job

"Melissa," he said. "I'd like you to meet Ernie Teichuk, star fullback, and Randy Mather, star running back. Fellas, Melissa here's with some magazine. She came here to interview me."

"Yeah?" Randy said in his pronounced Southern accent. "You sure look like you been inner-viewed."

Melissa felt just a little uneasy at the lewd chuckles that followed his comment.

The third man finally spoke. "Hey, Randy. You figure she'll interview us, too?"

"I don't rightly know. Hey, Rocket Man, you willing to share your interview with us?"

Claybourne laughed before answering. "Well, hell, Mather, we're a backfield, aren't we? That makes us like family, and families always share."

"Hey, wait a minute!" she yelled.

She paused and stared a moment at the three men. She was beginning to thrill to the idea of taking on three men at once. It was something she had never done before, and she was curious. But the real thrill came when she thought of the look on Murdock's face if she brought in a triple interview. That was all it took to convince her.

She sensed immediately that the biggest thrill for them would be to play hard to get.

"Look. I think I've got something to say about all this. And I say no." She started for the lockers.

Randy instantly pushed her down. "Hey, baby, I'm telling you you're gonna love it. Ernie here's the boy who gave the Longhorns their name. Show her, Ernie."

Ernie dropped his towel to reveal a cock that would indeed put any steer to shame. Melissa's mouth almost watered at the sight, but she fought back the urge. Preferring to keep up her act of resistance, she now took a hard swing at Randy's balls that was calculated only to remove his towel.

He grabbed her instantly in his viselike grip. "Look, sugar, it ain't going to do you no good to fight. I got my start fucking gators in Florida, and you just ain't any match for that."

Suddenly she was on her back as all three men converged. Randy was the first to act. Grabbing her head roughly, he turned it towards him, and put his open mouth against hers. He forced her chin open, and thrust his tongue in deeply. Melissa found it hard to keep fighting as the slippery, hot licker ran along her teeth, then up to poke hard at the roof of her mouth.

Ernie had quickly positioned himself between her outstretched legs. He pulled the limbs wide apart, and placed them over his shoulders, lifting her lower torso into the air. Without wasting a second, he dove into her open gait sucking hungrily at the cream that poured from her yawning slit by the bucketful.

Randy now stopped his kissing, and began moving down, only to be replaced by Claybourne. He squatted over her, pressing his tight, hairy balls into her vacant mouth. She sucked gently, rolling the sensitive jewels an her tongue as he jacked off in an effort to revive his exhausted cock.

Hoping to help him, Melissa now scooted down, grinding her soaking cunt harder into the fullback's licking face. Her tongue shot up, travelling down C.J.'s balls, to lick at the soft bridge of flesh behind them. Her tongue lingered erotically before continuing on to the puckered muscle of his asshole.

By now Randy had found his way to her tit, and was trying to take the whole thing into his mouth. His hot jaw pulled and sucked with so much force that she felt as though her nipples were being pulled out by the roots.

Her own tongue now managed to work its way into Claybourne's asshole, its hard tip piercing and poking the inside of the tiny hole. He shivered as her slick little lapper snaked and twirled, licking at the soft inner wails of his shit-chute.

Ernie now straightened up. Convinced he had gotten all the juice she was able to provide at that moment, he removed her legs from his shoulders and spread them wide. He then placed himself between her moist thighs, and rammed the swollen knob of his gigantic dick against her gaping, helpless hole.

Although she could not see what he was doing, Melissa instinctively braced herself as he drove the full length of his mighty meat into her cunt. It was one sudden, powerful thrust that straightened every limb of her body with its force.

Her mouth flew open, releasing a giant moan as the insane joy of the whole encounter flooded out in one moment.

But no sooner had it ended than her mouth was filled with Claybourne's now erect cock. She sucked it hard, the pleasure in her body mounting to unbelievable heights.

Randy had switched his position to her other tit, and was trying to swallow it with the same fury as he had on the first. Ernie was pounding his cock into her cunt like a man possessed, and C.J. was grinding his hips into her face.

Melissa was in heaven. Her pride swelled almost as high as her sexual ecstasy at the thought of driving three men crazy with her one little body. All four of them were equal partners in the same glorious insanity.

Now, suddenly, the positions changed. They twisted her around until Ernie was under her, his pistoning prick lunging into her sopping cunt from below. Claybourne moved up on his knees, taking advantage of the new position to ram his cock even farther down her willing, hungry throat.

Now it was Randy's turn. He moved around behind, and pressed his hard prick against her shitter. Melissa was suddenly grateful for her earlier session. Her asshole being already lubricated with cum, Randy had merely to give a quick push, and he was in, sliding his giant prick-shaft up her cooperating ass hole.

Never in her life had Melissa felt so helpless, and at the same time so strong. She was helplessly impaled on three massive pricks, and at the same time it was in her power to bring three men off at once. She was determined to do just that.

The two men at her crotch were varying their rhythm. First Ernie drove in while Randy withdrew, then they reversed. Melissa shivered from the tickling sensation of both cocks touching through the thin partition of flesh that separated them. It was incredible. No orgasm in her life had ever risen so slowly, so filled with promise.

Now with their own climaxes coming, all three began to rut in unison, their grunts of exertion coming together, as Melissa's own orgasm came near.

It was Ernie who went first. His hot cum blasted into her cunt, his shakes and quivers only serving to set the others off in rapid succession. The four of them were one mass of quivering flesh as each man poured his boiling wad into her, her own body bucking and sucking to satisfy the enormous explosion of her own climax.

It was over quickly, each man finally rolling off in turn. As she lay there, three sets of hands rose to caress her submissively, filling her with a sense of victory.

It was going to be one hell of an article.

The next six months flew quickly for Melissa, and her reputation as a reporter grew constantly. It seemed like every clay that Pallbrook would receive a phone call, either from someone she had interviewed, or some friend of theirs, requesting that all dealings with the magazine be through Melissa only.

But, it was not just the ones interviewed; the public, too, responded, flooding the office with piles of letters praising the content and pure entertainment of her articles. Her success was complete.

The passing time also brought about changes in her relationships with Bob and Murdock. With Bob feelings only deepened, drawing them closer than ever. He became the brother she never had, and they shared everything, with one exception. Sex.

In the physical sense, they both agreed the friendship was stronger without it. What bothered Melissa was, he would never even discuss it. It was like some secret, some large part of himself that he refused to share with her. He would listen while she talked about it, even adding bits of opinion and abstract knowledge, but he would never be specific in terms of his own sex life. She accepted it, however, preferring not to let it mar the good things they felt for one another.