David Martin - Loaned wife

Don exhaled as deeply as he could and forced himself to relax. He was determined not to come yet, not till he'd savored to the fullest the wonderful sensations he was enjoying.

The three men were saying something that Janet couldn't quite make out. But then she became aware that they were doing something with her legs.

"Oooooo…" The sound oozed out of her as they twisted her legs close together and then began turning her as if she were impaled on that enormous male member perforating her vagina. With her legs spread less widely, it seemed as if Don's tremendous dick was reaching all the way up to her stomach and her breath began to come in quick gasps. Her breasts heaved as she attained yet another orgasm, her second since the bout with the three men began.

She was on her side, both legs curled together to one side, Don working his dick in and out of her vagina. She felt the bed shifting as someone lowered himself to the mattress behind her. She felt a stiff cock brush against her ass cheeks and involuntarily shivered, her vagina clutching more powerfully on Don's dick.

Don was grasping her ankle, lifting her left leg. As she lay, it was the uppermost of her two legs, and as he held her legs apart, he carefully twisted and somehow managed to end up laying beside her, facing her, his mammoth cock still sheathed inside her cunt.

Don arranged himself so that her right leg was stretched out straight and her left leg was draped over his waist. His dick was still locked inside her gyrating cunt and as they lay there, he began, once again, stoking in and out of her.

At flint his strokes were slow and cautious, but as he felt her inner muscles responding to the stimulation, he became bolder and began pumping her cunt rapidly, more strongly.

Janet moaned as she felt the man behind her, Pinky, doing something between the cheeks of her ass. And then she realized that he was dry humping in the furrow between her rich, full buttocks. Soon, her entire body was jerking in response to Don's powerful strokes in her twat. She let herself be caught up in the rhythm of the fucking pumping her hips as fast as she could in her position.

But then she felt the head of Pinky's cock rubbing against the tightly puckered ring of her anus. It felt strange and a bit frightening and exciting. Each movement of her hips in reply to Don's fucking machine strokes spread her ass cheeks and exposed the little puckered opening to Pinky's view.

Somehow, he managed to wedge the head of his dick against the ring. His hands went to her hips, steadying her against Don's demented pumping for a moment. Pinky tensed his hips and then lunged forward, burying the head and half the length of his cock shaft in her tight ass.

Janet cut loose a piercing shriek of pain. Her ass, seldom so brutally used, felt as if it were being torn in two, as if it were about to split open and would send torrents of blood and gore streaming over her lovely legs.

Pinky seemed, unaware of her pain. He continued pushing his dick forward, working it steadily deeper into the young housewife's narrow channel.

The stretching was made the worse by the fact Don's huge cock was buried in her vagina. She could feel every bump, every knob, every vein in Pinky's swollen dick as it probed ever farther into her.

With a last great lunge, he sheathed the last inch of his prick in her ass. Pinky's stomach was pressed tightly against her ass, flattening the soft globes of creamy flesh.

Janet just lay there, sandwiched between the two men, sobbing deep in her chest. With Don's tremendous cock buried to the roots in her cunt and Pinky's fat penis shoved all the way up her ass, she found even breathing difficult. She could feel the throbbing of those two male members clearly as they pressed against one another and the single, thin membrane separating her twin channels and stretched her inner walls of cunt and ass with their demanding volume.

Don's stroking picked up in urgency once again and Janet sucked in a deep breath as she felt that enormous length and thickness of cock shaft and glans bulging through the tight tunnel of her vagina.

But then, a strange thing began to happen. Janet's eyes were tightly closed, and she envisioned the three, of them – herself, Don and Pinky – laying on the bed, locked tightly together. The sheer decadence and wantonness of what she was doing came to her.

Not only was she fucking a strange man with a huge dick, not only was she taking a strange man up her ass, but she was taking on both of them at in her own home!

A thrill of wildness went through her as she felt Don begin driving his dick back up her vagina, the big glans prodding its way once more though the dilated opening of her cervix.

The friction in her ass was still excruciating, but as Pinky began moving gingerly within, she realized that already her rear entry had begun to accommodate itself to the fearsome stretching and that there was some secretion within that rarely used opening that was coating Pinky's stumpy dick and rendering the passage easier.

Gradually, Pinky's strokes were growing bolder, less inhibited. He was working his dick in and out of her ass, running that thick member through her asshole with more freedom.

Don, pumping furiously away, was battering at Janet from the front. Even heave of his loins sent his monster cock slamming up into the welcoming grasp of her vaginal channel and at the same time drove her back the more strongly onto Pinky's dick.

The pain had faded almost completely, and once again Janet became aware of the intense pleasures coming to her from the penis burrowing into her from the front. Don's thick cock was chafing her clitoris almost painfully, the broad back of the shaft rubbing against the sensitive nubbin with every stroke.

The pleasures were becoming increasingly intense, all amplified by the knowledge of the wild orgy in which she'd willingly involved herself and the wonderful sensations of being stuffed so thoroughly fore and aft by the two horny men.

Janet began to writhe between them, to buck and heave, but this time it was with willing eagerness and not in ii vain attempt to free herself from the twin weapons impaling her so completely.

She felt the bed shift again and then opened her eyes to find Jeff kneeling on the bedspread. He was positioning himself so that his half-stiffened dick was pointing ominously at her face.

Without hesitating, without thinking, Janet leaned her head forward. Her tongue flickered out and the tip began to toy with the soft glans of Jeff's dick.

Grinning evilly, he pushed his hips forward. Janet's tongue went beneath the knob and lifted it.

Her open lips fastened onto the velvety textured glans. She sucked it into her mouth, cheeks concaving with the effort. Jeff's entire pelvis came forward as if her mouth was sucking his body forward.

The half-hard length of his cock squeezed comfortably inside her mouth and Janet began moving her tongue from side to side, slavering the limp member. At the same time, she let her saliva swirl about it, a warm, viscous flood that washed over his dick even as she sucked on it with powerful, regular heaves.

Within her mouth she could feel the blood flowing into Jeff's cock. It swelled within the confines of her lips and throat and jaws, growing steadily stronger, thicker, longer. But Janet refused to relinquish any part of it in her now completely unbridled passions.

As Jeff's dick grew more potent she continued to suck on it. Glans, growing thicker and harder, began to prod insistently at the back of her throat. At first, it seemed that she might gag on the bulk of flesh and gristle and muscle and blood. But Janet was determined to do it, to have it inside her all the way.

She gulped and swallowed and then the head of Jeff's dick was slowly making its way down into her gullet. Janet sucked and swallowed for all she was worth, taking his prick deeper and deeper into her oral passageway.