Walter Collins - Make me come!

The two cocks inside, working from different angles, were rubbing together, pinching and pulling my cuntlips between them and stretching me wider and wider.

They bit my womb, they ironed out the wrinkles at the far end of the cave, they drank all my lubricant and filled me with their own clear fluid.

I felt that I was tied helplessly to a high-voltage wire and was taking every ounce of current that they shot in without any hope of release. Then, just as my mind was about to snap, the agony and tension vanished.

Just the fact that I was released from its hold was enough. I didn't mind not having a climax this time. It had been horrible to find myself locked into an ever-increasing need without any hope for release.

There was no letup in the stack and no hope for escape. The strong acrid smell of a man's crotch assailed me as the big cock worked back and forth in my mouth. It tasted salty, warm and good. I swirled my tongue around its shivering staff awkwardly and felt his hair against my nose. My head was resting on the cheek of someone's ass. I felt a stream of cum run across my tit and immediately, a woman's soft hand began to massage it into the skin. Every square inch of my body was pressed against someone else.

The hand on my other jug was replaced by soft sweet lips and a woman's long hair brushed and tickled my belly. The two straining cocks pounding away at my insides began to try to puncture my womb. Then they exploded as one completely filled my cunt with frothy, foaming jism.

I heard them come out with a loud, squishing sound. A cock filled my ass as the men fell away from me and a smooth soft face with slender tongue and soft lips began to suck the draining cum from my cunt.

The cock in my mouth drove harshly into my throat and, bucking like an untamed home, it spat and shot its jism down my throat. I choked and wheezed, but to no avail. The cock jumped and trembled. The jism backed up and flowed around my teeth. He pulled out and I swallowed desperately, trying to get all of the white stuff down so I could breathe.

The last of the cum passed my windpipe and I inhaled. Only now I was breathing through the curly filter of a perfumed cunt. My nose became lodged between her slick flaps and was bathed in her love-juice and the acrid-smelling trickle of a man's cum as I flicked my tongue against her already flicked asshole.

The release I'd found earlier left and I started up the hot mountain again. The thought terrified me. What if I wasn't able to stop this time? What if they had to haul me away to a nut house with my hand buried in my twat, seeking a release that wouldn't come?

I struggled to get out of the wiggling, squirming, bucking ton of hot passion where I was buried, but I was pinned hopelessly. The tip of my tongue penetrated the dark shit tube of the woman and cleaned the clinging cum and shit from its walls. The mouth at my cunt nibbled and pulled on my cuntlips, and tickled the top of my clit, driving me frantically up to the high-power wires again. I just didn't know if I could stand it.

Time seemed to vanish and I floated, surrounded by bodies, satisfying themselves, while I could only hope and pray. I had originally came to this party in hopes of finding an orgasm, but it was just too much sex, too much heated tension all at once. Now all I could hope to do was keep from going crazy. I opened my eyes and saw a wild-eyed man standing over un-hammering his cock. I managed to get my eyes closed again just in time as his swelling cock spilled its load of jism over my face.

I was burning but I hadn't lost control yet. Somehow I managed to wiggle out from under and stagger out of reach. The need in my tormented loins was so great that I had trouble walking.

"Please…" I sobbed. "I don't want to be turned on any more tonight."

"Don't worry, baby doll," she giggled nervously with her slight Southern drawl. "We're going to play a game designed to please me!"

She was a stunningly beautiful woman. Her complexion was a flawless cocoa with shimmering black hair and perfectly formed black nipples. I had a hard time keeping my eyes off the black tips. They were about the size of quarters, rising from her fully ripe tits like the rubber suction cups found on the ends of toy mows. They seemed to be licorice candy and I was tempted to taste them.

"You honkies all think you're so good 'cause you got white skin. You all push us around 'cause there's more of you. Well, baby doll, there's only two of us in here and I'm gonna be the master this time!"

I could smell the whiskey on her breath and guessed that she'd had more than enough to drink.

"P-Please…" I whimpered.

She didn't say another word but grabbed my hair before I could jump out of the way and brought me sobbing for mercy to my knees.

She forced me over on my face and knelt with one knee on the back of my neck. Reaching to the nearby dresser she hauled out a special set of chains. I felt the cold metal bite my wrists as she twisted them together and locked each of them to the opposite forearm.

The woman fastened a chain cuff that dangled from special pulleys to each ankle and pulled them up and out until everything but my face was in the air. My ass-cheeks locked together from the strain, even though my legs were spread, and my back felt like it was going to break.

She fastened a padded pair of rings under my tits so my weight rested painfully on the iron bra and my tits hung, like cow udders, fully extended. She pulled me into the air and I was completely helpless.

The man stepped up to my side and I swear his hard-on had to have been a foot long. It jutted straight out, pulsing and drooling as he watched his wife.

"Lower her head!" the woman ordered her husband.

He did. Her cum-covered pussylips were exposed and my head fell between her thighs. She spread herself and ordered me to clean her.

I was so busy trying to breathe and keep from puking in the woman's slime-coated crotch that I didn't know the man had stepped between my numb legs until he pushed his dark telephone pole against my cuntlips and drove home. I bounced unmercifully into the woman's lower belly again and again. Shock after shock of pain flashed and tingled through my legs and face. My nose struck her pubic bone and blood began to drip from it as she wrapped her thighs around my head and held me there. She soared past her peak and shoved me brutally aside, letting my face bounce onto the floor.

The man raised me back up so I was suspended on the chains in a bowed but level position. Then he began to swing me back and forth and I was taking his twelve inches of cock inside me with every arc.

"Mind if I join you?" our host said, entering the room and laughing at my blood and cum-coated face.

"Not at all," the big man laughed.

The black man stopped swinging me long enough for the older Mexican fellow to fit a vicious harness over my head and adjust it so my jaws were forced apart and I couldn't close my mouth. Then he stood at my head with his hard-on between my lips.

Each time I swung forward I took the stiff cock in my mouth to the hilt. Each time I swung back I took the twelve inches in my cunt.

It seemed like an eternity and I was sure the two giant cocks would meet in the center of my body.

Finally the Mexican exploded in my mouth. I swallowed and choked, almost gagging. The jism shot clear to my stomach on the in stroke and trailed out on the out stroke, dripping from my helpless lips, trailing down my tethered chin and dripping to the floor.

The man pulled his cock out and began to smash me back and forth onto the huge prick in my cunt. I felt it start to buck and shoot, then I passed out.

Everything was peaceful and lovely while I was unconscious. I was visiting my brother Keith and his wife Lynn during Christmas vacation. The three of us were on my brother's king-sized bed, playing Monopoly. The two of us gals were getting the hell beat out of us. All I had left was the four railroads and two hundred dollars I'd gotten for passing go. Lynn was broke and had mortgaged all of her properties [missing text].