David Crane - Turned on twins

Ike's prick was huge, a gnarled rope of sinew that hung down to his knees like some prehensile simian tail. Fully erect and standing, Dolly figured the knob would stretch up to his breastbone. It was even larger than Tony's rod, she thought, not displeased by the idea at all. His balls were big as cantaloupes, hairy sacs stuffed full of spunk.

Frank had a prick like a knife, a switchblade that snapped alarmingly into a full erection as he fondled the hilt. The knob was sharply tapered, the shaft long and thin. Gripping it by the root, he swished it sideways, like a whip, snapping the knob. Then he jabbed it out like a spear. He was grinning as he gazed at the girl's creamy gash, thinking of it as a red wound… a thing to be stabbed rather than caressed.

King Kelly moved towards the bed, dick foremost.

Ike and Frank moved closer, intent on watching their boss rape the girl.

"I'm second," Ike said.

"I wanna be second," said Frank.

They glared at each other. Kelly did not care who followed him, as long as he was first, and they did not intervene.

But Dolly had an idea.

She was calculating how long it would take the three men to screw her in sequence. Tony had only gone out for cigarettes, she thought, and would probably be back before all three of these hoodlums could get their rocks off in turn and Dolly knew it would be embarrassing if her boyfriend walked in and found her fucking someone. It would be better if she could dispose of them and have them gone before Tony returned. She smiled and said, "Instead of arguing about it, why don't you all have me at once? We can have a cluster fuck."

"Aw, you're twat ain't that big, lady," Kelly said.

"Well, I should hope not! But a girl has more holes than one, you know."

Kelly blinked. Then he grinned.

Ike was nodding happily at the thought he might not have to take seconds.

Frank was thrilled. He might manage to hurt this girl yet, he thought.

"I'll have her asshole," he said.

To his disgust, she didn't seem at all distressed by the idea. Still, if he banged it up her ass with sufficient vigor, he might make her, uncomfortable.

"Errr… how will we work this?" Kelly asked. He figured it might get complicated and he wanted to get the positioning just right. The last thing he needed was a dick mistakenly shoved up his asshole.

But Dolly could choreograph a cluster fuck skillfully. She reached out and folded her hand around Kelly's shapely pecker and drew him onto the bed. He stretched out on his back and Dolly threw her knee across his hips, straddling him. His cockhead nestled into her snatch but she did not put it in yet; she wanted to get everyone positioned first.

She motioned to Frank.

He knelt behind her, his cock rubbing against the cheeks of her trim ass. She reached back and fitted his knob into her tight asshole.

Then she got a handful of Ike's huge balls and pulled him into position in front of her.

His huge prick stuck out towards her face.

She eyed that massive slab of cockmeat and licked her lips. Her mouth was watering for a taste of that big dick.

It's a good thing that Tony can't see me now, she thought.

But Tony, on the fire escape, saw it all.

He had sneaked around to the back of the building and gone up the fire escape. He had no definite plan in mind but, although he was terrified of Kelly and his goons, he couldn't let Dolly handle them alone. Tie didn't think they would take their vengeance out on the innocent girl, but if they did.

He peeked in the window and blinked in amazement.

Dolly had just positioned the three men around her and was pausing for a moment, wriggling about to get comfortable, before the four-way act commenced. She did not, Tony thought, look at all distressed by the position she was in. In fact… she looked as if she was enjoying it!

Surely they were forcing her.

But it sure looked like she was in charge.

Tony gave her the benefit of the doubt, figuring that she was going to pleasure these men to save him from a beating. He wondered if he should courageously rush in and stop it.

Then Dolly giggled.

"It's fun, getting raped," she said.

Tony sighed as he settled down to watch.

Dolly had designed the four-way structure like a skilled architect blueprinting a building.

Now, like a carpenter, she began to drive the nails home.

She worked the cocks into her various holes one at a time, so that she was able to concentrate on each individual thrill as a dick stuffed her hot flesh, rather than being overwhelmed by all three at once, like a human pincushion.

She slipped Kelly's cockhead into her cunt and slowly pushed down on it, flipping her hips out and taking him inch by inch up her snatch until his dapper dick was buried to the hilt and her wet cunt lips were stuck against his belly like a limpet to a rock. She wriggled about on his rampant dong, getting comfortable.

Kelly lay still, willing to relax and let the girl set the pace as she hovered over him. He bridged slightly, pushing his cock a bit higher, that was all. Then he sighed as his cock found itself imbedded to the root in her hot gash. This was welcome interest on the debt, he figured. He gazed up happily, watching Dolly's big, firm tits sway above him and her firm, gently rounded belly move in and out over his own lean loins. He also saw Ike's massive sacs swinging back and forth like hairy bells above his upturned face, as that fellow knelt astride his head, and he recoiled slightly, pushing his head back into the bed. Those huge balls looked like sandbags, he thought; Ike could use a set of balls like that to blackjack a guy.

It would never have occurred to Ike to club a fellow over the head with his balls, big as they were, but he often gazed at his prick admiringly and thought that it looked big and hard enough to jimmy a window or pry open a safe. That formidable hunk was sticking out at right angles to his body now, having risen up from its hanging position by slow degrees. It always took Ike a long time to get a hard-on, but that had nothing to do with impotency; it was just that his prick was so massive that it took ages for it to fill with blood. The big tool tensed first, growing fatter and harder while still dangling down between his thighs. Then it came up ponderously, pulsating and throbbing, like some inexorable machine working in low gear. It had come up precisely halfway now, and stuck straight out towards Dolly's face.

Dolly eyed it.

It was a cock like a battering ram, a crowbar, a medieval jousting mace. The huge slab of the knob looked as if it were armored or helmeted and the stalk seemed forged of tempered steel. Dolly sighed longingly. She had never encountered a dick of that magnitude and she wondered if she had made a mistake – if she should have taken Ike up her cunt and given head to Kelly. She sure would have liked to have that gigantic hunk in her twat… but still, her mouth drooled for it as well. A girl couldn't have everything, she thought, and then grinned at that thought, considering that she was about to have three pricks at the same time, which was about as close to everything as one could get.

She squirmed on Kelly.

His prick throbbed in her twat. They weren't fucking yet. She was just squatting on him, holding him at full penetration, with her nimble pussy clutching and pulling on his rod.

Leaning forward, she pushed her tongue out. Ike groaned, his eyes narrowing. Dolly began to tongue his cockhead with relish.

Ike's big, hairy, loose-jointed body began to tremble, but he didn't move, making no attempt to stuff his meat into her mouth but holding steady, letting her taste his prick at her own leisurely pace.

She laved his bloated knob thoroughly, then slipped her tongue underneath and licked up and down his stalk, tracing along the huge, throbbing vein. She tongued his swollen balls with broad, juicy strokes and came back up to the head again. His whole pecker was coated with a film of saliva now and the cleft was gaping open. Dolly pushed the tip of her pink tongue into the opening, as if she wanted to lick his cum from inside his peckerhead. His cock thundered mightily.