Blake Garfield - Bridal shower

"Oh, fuck," the man in her cunt groaned, humping against her flicking hips, digging his hands into her ass-cheeks. "Suck on my cock with your pussy, baby. Suck on it and I'll give you my cum."

Donna's cunt was spasming wildly around his cock already, and her cunt was beating like a piston around the base of his throbbing cock. His balls were drenched with her cunt juice now, and the whole area of her inner thighs was a sloppy mess.

Donna's tongue was fucking up into the asshole of the bald man, and her lips were smooching around the tight ring of his ass-hole. Her mouth was watering so much that she couldn't control it all, and slobber poured continuously down over her face. His cock continued to saw back and forth between the sweaty masses of her tits, leaking pre-cum on her stomach and rubbing more off on her cleavage. Donna felt as though she was spitted on one gargantuan cock that was fucking her from both ends.

"Stinking bitch!" the bald man snarled. "You're going to make me cum, you fucking cunt!"

Donna's hand came up to his ass cheeks, and she spread them wide, trying to get her mouth and tongue deeper up his ass, and the man screamed in rage at her for driving him so quickly to the brink. Donna was sucking out on the ring of his asshole with all the air in her heaving, lust-wracked body, and it was more than the bald man could take.

"Fuck you, bitch!" he shouted, standing up and turning around with his cock in his hand. "Suck some cum, whore!"

The bald man's cock began to spurt all over Donna's upturned face, and he crouched low so that he could really drench her face with his jism.

Donna shut her eyes as the thick salty cum began to rain down on her face. Donna's hands fluttered helplessly in the air and she made no effort to escape her cum-bath. She almost welcomed it now.

"Cover your face in it, whore!" he groaned. "Cover your whole fucking face!"

Cum shot all over the blonde girl's face, puddling in her eyes, clogging her nose, dripping off her nose and down her cheeks. Then, when the bald man's orgasm began to wane, he leaned down even farther and rubbed his drooling cockhead hard against her skin, smearing his jism into her face.

Donna's tongue lapped out against her will, brushing against the bald man's cock, collecting his spunk as he rubbed it into her flesh. She was cumming, and she couldn't get enough of the sex she was immersed in. Her whole body began to convulse.

"Oh, fuck, man." The man in her cunt was shooting now, too, his cum scalding her already-fiery cunt, shooting deeply inside her. "She's a fucking witch, man, nobody fucks this good!"

Donna's cunt was boiling over, spilling out a mixture of her cunt juices and sticky cum down over her ass cheeks and quivering inner thighs. Her hips were banging up and down wildly, her ass flattening out against the floor, and her cunt lips were spasming wildly around the throbbing root of the cock in her cunt.

The bald man pulled away from her, and Donna was still bucking wildly, her tongue reaching out over her face as far as it could reach. She cried out in frustration when she could reach no more of his slippery spunk.

Donna was still squirming when the man in her pussy pulled away, his cock greasy from the swamp he'd pulled out of. When he rubbed himself clean against the tensed flesh of her thigh, she tried to catch his cock between her legs.

"More," she whined. Her hands reached out toward the shadows, toward the men who were cursing her, laughing at her, calling her cow and bitch and whore. "More!"

With no control left, Donna thrashed across the tile floor, her hair fanning out wildly and her thighs quivering. Juice was welling out of her cunt in thick globs, rolling down over her pussy and flying into the air when her hips made a particularly sharp thrust.

"Well, don't just stand there," Bud growled. He was holding a beer now, as well as his cigar. "The lady's begging for some cocks to fuck on, now get in there and give her some."

"Right," a small blond man said, and he leapt forward at her, swinging a cock that was close to the equal of Bud or Tom's.

Donna couldn't imagine how a guy his size could support the weight. Another man, with a smaller cock but a bigger frame, was right behind him. She wondered which one would reach her first, and hoped that it was the blond. She needed a cock his size right now.

He did reach her first, sliding to a stop right beside her and grabbing her by her hips. He smiled at the tall man and waved him down to lie down in front of the wriggling girl. Donna didn't understand what was going on.

She did understand the fat head of the blond man's cock being planted squarely on the bud of her asshole, though, and she hunched back at him, rubbing her ass crack against his big prick. And she understood the tall man's hands on her tits, squeezing them together and then pulling on her nipples.

Donna exploded into orgasm again, and she screamed the loudest scream of her young life.

"Shit, the bitch is insane," the tall man said, grabbing Donna's leg and holding it up so that he could slide in toward her cunt.

"This is going to be great," the man behind her said, forcing the head of his cock into her loosened shitter. "I've never done a sandwich fuck before."

Donna still didn't understand what they were talking about. Her asshole was sore from the two cocks she had already had in there, and it hurt when the blond guy shoved his prick forward. She ignored the pain and began humping back on his cock. It was only when the tall man grabbed her hips to hold her still and edged his cock toward the peeled back, wet lips of her cunt that Donna realized that both men were going to fuck her at once.

"Oh, shit, I've got to get in on this!" a man with a gap in his front teeth moaned, and he pushed forward, pulling a good sized cock out of his pants.

Donna let her mouth fall lax. Not two cocks at once, she thought dimly, but three.

Donna felt her whole lower body bulging with the prick meat that was being forced into both her steaming holes, and she squirmed in lust and pain. She could feel the two cocks rubbing against each other through the thin wall that separated her pussy from her shitter, and she wondered if they could feel each other. She was sure that when they started to fuck they were going to tear her apart.

"Shut that mouth around this big dick!" the man with the gap in his teeth rasped, flipping his prick head over her cum-smeared cheeks, and Donna obliged him, accepting the head and a couple inches of his cock and closing her mouth tight, starting her tongue to work.

"Room for one more," a man said behind her, and she felt one of her arms pulled up and over her head. The man wrapped strands of her silky blonde hair around his prick, and then he placed her hand around his big root and started her moving. "You just jack me off honey, and I'll give you a cum shampoo."

Four cocks, she thought, but thought was almost beyond her now, because the blond and the tall man had begun to move in her pussy and asshole, and Donna felt the world start to slip out from under her again.

Her mouth was slurping away at the big cock nestled within, her lips smooching, her tongue licking, her spit gushing out.

Her hand was blurring on the length of pipe-like cock she held, running up and down its hardened length and sometimes slipping to rub over the head and collect some pre-cum to make her masturbation juicier.

Most of all, her lower body was in action, her hips beating a wild rhythm against both the men who were fucking her. They were tearing her up with their wild fucking, stretching her pussy and asshole so that the pain was a constant red flare, but Donna was so immersed in what was happening that she barely felt it. She was on a continuous orgasmic ride. Nothing could stop her now.