Don Scott - The hottest wife

As Steve carried me through the hallway to his apartment, I heard another man's voice.

"What the fuck is going on here? Don't move, mister!"

"Hey, this really isn't what it looks like," Steve said, stumbling for an excuse. "Why don't we step into my place and talk this thing over?"

Steve carried me into his apartment and closed the door. The voice of the other person was familiar, but I just couldn't place it and, because of my hair, I couldn't see who it was. I was placed gently on the kitchen floor and finally got a chance to see who my intended hero was.

"Now, would you like to explain all this?" John said.

"It's really very simple," Steve said, trying to hide his burgeoning cock.

John looked at me and smiled. It was the same smile that sent cold shivers of fear through me before. His eyes were icy as they took in my body. The incredible pain he had caused in my bunghole when his enormous cock was rammed up it flashed once again in my memory. Would he fuck me in the ass again?

"So, you're getting in on a little of this action, eh?" John said, striking a nonchalant pose. "My name's John and, well, I've already introduced myself to Amber."

"I'm Steve. Listen, there's enough of her to go around, if you know what I mean."

"Yeah, I know exactly what you mean," John replied. He grabbed me under one arm and Steve took the other. Together they dragged me into the living room in front of the couch. The two men sat down and John started undressing as Steve took the gag from my mouth.

"You're not going to hurt me, are you?" I asked John.

"Not if you do exactly as you're told." His big cock, several inches longer than Steve's, flopped down from his waist as he pulled his shorts off.

"Suck my cock, Amber," Steve demanded, holding his cock by the base.

"Of course, lover," I murmured, licking my lips to make them shine even more. "I'll do anything you ask me to."

Lashing my tongue over the cock's big crown, I licked off the cum that trickled out, then opened my mouth wide to encase the head in my lips. Steve moaned and leaned back on the couch, watching his cock disappear in my mouth. I bobbed my head several times over Steve's prick, taking just a few inches of it in my mouth as I adjusted my tied feet beneath me, then pushed my face down, feeling the trembling cock slither past the back of my mouth until it was wedged firmly in my throat. My painted lips chewed on the very base of the cockshaft as I worked my tongue as best I could on the underside of the fleshy prick. My mouth was completely stuffed with hard prickflesh.

"Amber sure sucks a mean cock," Steve said quietly, watching me as I slowly pulled my head off his prick. "Yes, sir, she sure does a cock justice."

"Let's see how she does on this big bastard," John said, slowly fingering his prick.

I uncorked Steve's cock from my mouth, planting a few light kisses on the slick head before wiggling over to kneel in front of John. His cock wasn't even half-hard yet, so I had little trouble taking it all the way down my throat. With his flaccid tool embedded in my mouth, my tongue worked frantically. I could feel his prick steadily growing, stretching further down my throat. It twitched and trembled, reacting to the wet warmth and soft caresses of my lips and tongue.

John's big cock, which bad caused me so much pain before, now was a delicious piece, of hot meat that delighted me. I bobbed my head over it, feeling my smooth lips sliding easily over the slick, saliva-coated cockflesh.

"Damn it, John," Steve said, "you've got one hell of a big cock there."

John didn't reply. He just moaned deep in his throat as I tightened my lips on his prick. Licking around the big crown, I looked at John with complete reverence. I loved the feel of his cock in my mouth. I planted a few light kisses on the head, then stretched my lips wide and pushed down on his hard prick, feeling it push into my mouth until the bulbous cockhead was jammed down my throat.

"Mrnmmmm!" I moaned, feeling John's hot rod throbbing with excitement in my throat. My pussy grew moist, anticipating the hard cock it would soon be getting. The picture of either John's or Steve's cock ramming up my tight bunghole filtered through my mind. Would it hurt as bad again, or would the wild ass-fucking drive me into a wrenching orgasm?

"Hey there, Amber, let's not forget about me," Steve said, stroking the side of my face as I worked on John's cock.

"Mmmmmmm!" I moaned, pulling my lips along John's quivering shaft. I let the cockhead slip from my mouth, then licked down to his big, hot cum-laden balls. "This is so good. Two cocks at once," I murmured, taking a whiff of John's crotch.

"As long as she seems so preoccupied with that huge pole of yours," Steve said, "I might as well find a hole somewhere."

"Oh, yes! Fuck me, lover. Fuck me while I suck this big, beautiful cock."

Steve got off the couch end moved behind me, taking my asscheeks in his hands. He caressed my butt, then took his hot tool and rubbed the crown up and down the crack of my ass. I raised myself slightly, giving Steve more room to get at my warm, tight pussy. Finally Steve found my wet crease and worked his cockhead against my clit several times.

"Ohhhhhhh! Fuck me, Stevie! Give it to me good!" I said, mumbling into John's crotch. I licked his nutsac for a few more moments, then licked my way back up to the tip of his cock.

When my twat was stretched tide by Steve's prick, I wrapped my moist lips around John's cockhead again and bobbed my head quickly, wanting to taste his cum in my mouth at the same time Steve shot his wad in my snatch. Could anything be better in the whole world than having a cock in your mouth, another in your cunt, while the men are strong, forceful and, thank goodness, manly?

Steve thrust his hard cock in me from behind, smacking his pelvis against my firm asscheeks. I was bumped forward slightly, forcing me to deepthroat John. I twisted my head from side to side, pivoting on the blood-filled prick while Steve pistoned his cock in my clasping twat. My honey colored hair spilled into John's lap as I took his rod between my lips. He took strands of hair between his fingers and thumbs and caressed the silky locks, groaning low in his throat.

"Uh! Uh! Uh!" Steve grunted each time his hips slapped against my butt and his trembling cock embedded deep in my cunt. He slumped over me, taking a handful of tit in each hand as his torso jerked frantically.

John jerked my bobbing head off his cock and I looked at him with wild, frightened eyes. His eyes had turned cold, that vicious glint having returned. I froze under his stare, hardly conscious of Steve's urgent fucking and mauling of my tits.

"Hey, buddy," John said to Steve. "Let's fuck her at the same time. I'll fuck that tight little pussy and you can jam it up her butt."

"Ohhhhhhh! Man, she's got such a fine cunt, I don't want to stop." Steve kissed me on the back of the neck, his hot tongue making a wet trail to my car. And then, without warning, he pulled his cock from my twat and backed away from me.

John pulled a switchblade knife from his pants and slashed the bindings around my ankles. I turned my back toward him, hoping that he would also cut my hands free. No such luck. Instead, he lay on the floor with his fat cock resting lazily against his belly.

"Get on top of me," he ordered, dropping the knife on the floor beside him. "I want to suck on those firm tits!"

I moved over, putting a knee on either side of his body. John aimed his cock at my snatch as I lowered myself and it pushed easily past the furry opening. I bounced up and down, my tits jiggling freely with the nipples hard and pointed, until John's long, fat prick was completely pushed in me.

"Ohhhh! Fuck me, John! Awwwww! That feels so good!" I moaned, throwing my head from side to side, causing my hair to fling about wildly. As Steve moved behind me, I caught his cock and felt that it was hard but dry.