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  Group Pleasures Bundle (5 Stories Erotica Cuckold Interracial MMF)

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  Tina Jones

  Story One

  The men were all standing before me. There I was, married and ready to cheat; ready to get pounded by the big gang of handsome, well-hung men who held their bare, throbbing cocks in their hands and salivated while peering down at me. Not to mention, I was lactating… Would these men even like that?

  Michael, the ring leader, bent down on his knees and took my face in his hands. He ran his rough finger tips over my cheek and kissed me on the lips, sliding his tongue feverishly into my mouth and swirling it around.

  He said in that deep, gravelly voice I loved so much, “Are you ready to lose it?”

  “Yes,” I replied, trying to hold back an excited giggle. I was more than ready to get fucked by him and his gang of handsome, big dicked bikers.

  “Then let’s have some fun.” He said, gripping onto me from beneath my arms and hoisting me up. “Let’s fuck, princess.”

  He bent me over the dirty pool table and pulled my skirt up, exposing my bare ass cheeks to all the men. He bent down and I could feel his hot breath beating against my curvy back side. Then I felt the wetness and forcefulness of his tongue sliding itself aggressively into my aching, untouched pussy. He was lapping at my juices like it was the most delicious thing he’d ever tasted, and then I felt him spit on my asshole and instantly a finger was thrust inside of it.

  “Oh, Michael!” I gasped, feeling shock and awe. “That’s my butthole.”

  “Of course it is, honey.” Michael replied, and I could practically feel him grinning behind me. “And I’m going to give it a nice fucking railing; oh yes, I certainly am.” He reached up and squeezed my tits as he licked my pussy. Milk squirted out of them and splashed onto the ground.

  The men chuckled as Michael tongue fucked my cunt and rammed his finger into my butthole – in and out, in and out, making me squeal with pleasure before I finally squirted on his chiseled, stubbled face. “Oh, yes… Oh my… Oh, just like that!” I gasped, riding out the radical orgasm as his finger went knuckle deep in my asshole.

  “You like it?” He rasped, pulling his finger from my tight hole and then spreading my cheeks. He chuckled, licking his lips. “Look at that tight little hole, fellas. I made it gape a little bit with my little finger. Imagine what the fuck is possible with our cocks… Oh, the possibilities are endless with these two fun holes this whore has…”

  “I’m not a whore…” I giggled. “Or am I? Maybe I am now.”

  “Soon to be a good whore,” he said, “Oh yes, indeed. Soon to be a very good whore for me and the gang. Turn around and suck my cock, sweet heart. Let’s see what that sexy milf mouth of yours can do.” Michael said.

  I did as he asked of me, spinning around on my knees and opening wide. He filled my mouth with his big dick, and so did the rest of the men. I sucked them one by one, down a line they went, and then I started sucking two at a time.

  “I bet her husband would love to fuckin’ see this.” One of the men remarked. I felt a twinge in my heart when he said this; a reminder that I was indeed being such a naughty whore… Cheating on my wealthy husband with a pack of dirty bikers, my oh my, what was I thinking?

  But they were so hot… So sexy, all of them, and I could not resist when they had come onto me in the parking lot of the grocery store earlier in the day. On top of that, I had just had a big fight with my husband the night before, and we still had not made up… Perhaps this was my way of dealing with things… But I promise – I had never cheated on my husband before this day!

  “Fuck that mouth of hers,” Michael groaned, “Oh, the slut is tight. I can only imagine what that milf pussy of hers is like. She ain’t even shaved; the woman’s being real honest about being monogamous with her husband… Hasn’t caught up with the times yet, I guess. How long you and your husband been married, sweetheart?” He asked me.

  “I’ve been married to my husband for twelve years.”

  “Twelve long years, all leading to this.” He said, face red with lust and pleasure. “All leading to this moment where you’re gagging on my fuckin’ meat stick.”

  He pulled his dick from my mouth; slobber rolling from the tip and onto my breasts. “Let’s fuck her.” One of the men said. “Fuck her and cum in her.”

  “Yeah.” Another remarked. “I’m going to give you my load, sweet cheeks.”

  My face was blushing and I giggled. I was kind of worried about guys coming inside of me, because I didn’t want to get pregnant… But then again, I was in my late thirties so I wondered if maybe it would be fine… Regardless, I wanted to please these men… And I wanted to be pleased by them.

  I would let them do whatever the hell they wanted to with me…

  Michael grabbed me beneath the waist and heaved me back over the dusty pool table. He spat once more onto my asshole, thrust a finger inside of it, making me squeal, and then rammed his cock full force right into my bare pussy. I screamed from the incredible feeling of his massive dick (which must have literally been over eight inches) stretching my hole apart….

  I’d been fucked a lot by my husband in the twelve years of marriage we shared, but never like this. Oh god, never like this… My pussy had stayed tight as a result of my husband’s lack of… Cock size…

  Maybe today I’d be a little looser when I finally went home. Maybe today my husband would notice that when he fucked me tonight. Maybe he’d be able to smell the cum on my lips and cock sweat on my crotch. In some kind of sick, naughty way – I kind of hoped he would.

  “Yeah, fuck that tight pussy.” A voice muttered as Michael pounded me relentlessly with his aching fuck stick. I was gasping for air over the pool table, feeling the sweat roll down my body as my breasts bounced back and forth, but before I knew it he was grabbing me and hoisting me over top of him after he lay down on the floor.

  “Ride me, honey.” He said, and so I did. I crawled over top of him and sat right down on his cock; squatting right over it until he aimed his cock in the right position and then pushed me right on top of it. Fuck, it was so big – almost too big… And then I felt another blast of spit hit my asshole before a cock immediately pressed against it.

  I looked back and saw one of the handsome, muscular men was pushing his dick into my butt. “You like that?” Michael asked. “You like getting fucked in the butt, whore?”

  “I’ve never been fucked in my butt before,” I said, voice trembling from the pleasure I was feeling throughout my body as I bounced up and down on his cock.

  “That’s about to change, babe.” The man behind me said, licking his lips and then spitting on his shaft before instantly ramming it right inside of me.

  I felt my eyes roll back in my head. My heart rate increased. Sweat formed even faster and heavier on my body, rolling from my face to my neck and down my breasts. I slung my head back, mouth gaping open, and out came a deep, low sounding moan of climactic pleasure as I found myself being plowed in both holes by two tremendously long, thick dicks…

  And before I knew it, things got even kinkier – even nastier than they already were. Oh yes, before I knew it, I had two cocks battling for my mouth. So there I was, sucking off two guys, while two others filled my pussy and my asshole… I must have looked like quite the whore, if any onlooker had been so lucky to have been peering through the window of the biker’s warehouse… But lucky for me, I assume things were quiet outside, considering this warehouse was on the outskirts of the city and not many people came around here.

  “Fuck me,” I begged them, “Oh yes, fuck me with your big dicks… Fill me… Oh… It feels so crazy.”

  “Jeez, guys… She’s r
eally tight back here.” The man who was pounding my asshole said. He slowed down, breathing heavily, and then placed both hands on my ass cheeks and spread them apart before pulling his dick out of my asshole. “Look at that fuckin’ gape.” He said, voice trailing off with wonder. He shook his head, smiling, spat on my asshole, and slammed his way back inside of it.

  I sucked the cocks of the two men before me. They were kneeling down on the pool table, holding their dicks out for me to get a good go at it, and I slurped them hungrily as they looked down at me with fascination… I wondered what they were thinking. Maybe “damn, this girl is nasty as hell… I feel bad for her husband…”

  And to be honest, I felt bad for him too… I had been such a good, loyal woman to him for the entirety of our marriage… And I was doing all of this because of a fight that we had; a big argument the night before?

  Yes. Yes, I was. That’s the reason I was being plugged in all three holes by numerous cocks, and that’s the only reason… Well… That, and the fact that I wanted to find any excuse possible to do such a nasty thing as this… Truth be told, I was always fantasizing about cheating; about getting fucked by a pack of well hung younger studs with muscles and handsome faces… Now? Well, looks like my fantasies had turned to reality, and I was very, very grateful for that.

  “Fuck me!” I said, squealing with delight as I bounced on Michael’s big dick and found myself being pummeled by the man behind me; his cock ramming in and out of my tight asshole as he spanked my cheeks. “Yes, punish me! Spank me harder.”

  “You like that, slut? Huh? Huh, you like it?” He said in a quick voice, spanking me left and right with both hands. I was sure my cheeks were red, but I didn’t care. I didn’t even care if they stayed that way all through the day and night… I didn’t give a damn if my husband saw it. In that particular moment, I didn’t give much of a damn about anything. I just wanted to get fucked, and I wanted to get fucked hard.

  “Pound the milf,” Michael said, his cock throbbing beneath my weight. “Oh… Oh, I’m going to…”

  Cum. He came, and he came bucket loads; squirting it into my fertile pussy as I slung my head back and let another load of cum spill right into my mouth. It tasted good… Like pure masculinity. I let it slide down my throat and then continued working on the last dick in my mouth; sucking and stroking him until he started squirming and blowing his load smack dab down my throat.

  So then there was only the man in my asshole who was left… He pummeled me for another five or ten minutes as the others made drinks and smoked cigarettes. I bounced my ass back against his crotch, forcing his dick to go balls deep in my butthole… And then I felt myself coming again, squealing and flailing my arms all over the pool table, digging my nails into the soft surface of it as my mouth gaped open and the most awful sounding groan of pleasure escaped my throat.

  I felt one of the men suddenly reach for my breasts, begin to squeeze, and then milk spurted from my nipples and splashed him on his chiseled, bearded face. He stared wide eyed at the delicious concoction that was seeping from my breasts, and then he dove right in head first, squeezing and sucking at my breasts while I fed him the creamy milk right from the tit.

  Others joined in, draining me and slurping up my tasty cream until they’d had their fill. It was delightful to watch, and even more delightful to feel the sensation of my swollen breasts being drained, being emptied of the creamy, tasty treat that was hiding inside of them.

  “Fuck yes,” I said, “Yes! It feels so fucking good…”

  His cock throbbed nice and hard, and then I felt him blowing his load right inside my butthole… He pulled out, holding his shaky cock, and leaned up against a column. “Well I’ll be damned, fellas, that might have been the best sex I ever had.”

  “She’s a good one, isn’t she?” Michael said, blowing smoke from the corners of his mouth. I couldn’t move. I was just laying over the pool table, breathing hard as hell, trying to recover from my orgasm and the fact that my pussy, ass, and mouth were all extremely sore… I felt like I’d just undergone a tremendous, heart pounding work out… And I had sweated a bucket, or so it seemed.

  Finally I stood up, dressed myself, and wiped the sweat from my face. I sat down with the guys, watching them laugh and joke about life like it was nothing; like this was just something they did every day that they had already almost forgotten about. But me?

  I knew I would never forget about that day; that nasty, sexy time with the gang of handsome, well endowed bikers.

  The End

  Story Two

  Diane couldn’t believe her eyes – what was standing before her – or, rather, hanging before her, was a large dark shaft of about eight inches in length and six in girth. Most shocking of all was the fact that despite being so massive, the cock wasn’t even hard… At least, it wasn’t fully hard.

  Big Brody stood before her, gripping hold of his semi-hard shaft and started stroking the big meat stick. “You like that?” The burly alpha asked Diane with that raspy voice that made her dripping wet. She squeezed her tits for him and grinned as the milk began to drip out.

  “Yes,” Diane replied, her voice quivering with pure desire and excitement. Truth be told, Diane was every bit a virgin. She had many excuses for this sad reality, but the most common excuse she would give to her friends (and herself during times of deep self exploration), was that she was “chubby”.

  Her friends would burst out laughing at this. Tiffany said it best of all, “Guys like girls with some meat on them. They’d love to grab hold of that big butt of yours, Diane. Why don’t you get out of your shell and try not being so shy? I mean, if you want, then Dana and I can go set you up with somebody… Surely we can find more than a few handsome men who’d be more than happy to go out with a busty girl like yourself.”

  “No way,” Diane had said, blushing. “Guys don’t like chubby girls. I’m fat.”

  “Look at me, and look at Dana. We’re both rail thin, and it sucks! Yeah, sure, we get guys… But they don’t prefer our bodies to yours… Heck, I’d love to have a set of hips like you got, girl… You’re looking truly womanly. Guys love curves – believe me, girl, because you damn well know I wouldn’t lie to you.”

  “Yeah,” their friend Dana butted in. “You need to find yourself a sexy black guy like we got. They love girls like you. Tiff and I are only lucky we found two for us… Usually they’d look the other way when they see skinny girls like us walking down the street.”

  And now here she was, with one of the men that her two best friends had managed to set her up with… While his friend was drying off in the bathroom after a nice, hot shower. The door opened and the friend came into the living room, where Diane waited on her knees, with the other big man’s fat cock still hanging before her.

  “We going to fuck or what?” He said, peering at his friend.

  The friend looked down at Diane. “You ready, sweetie? You ready for some of this big black cock?”

  Diane nodded her head. Yes, she was damn ready to say the least.

  Big Brody said in a deep voice, “Pull down her shorts. I want to see that fat fuckin’ ass of hers.”

  “And I want to stick my fuckin’ face in that ass…” His friend added, while bending down and taking hold of Diane’s shorts, damn near ripping them off as he hastily pulled them down to her feet and then tossed them across the room.

  “Shit… That’s nice.” Big Brody said, rubbing his Chin thoughtfully after taking a couple steps around Diane’s body to get a good look at her plump, white ass.

  “Time to lick it.”

  Big Brody’s burly black friend hopped down to his knees, craned his neck, and shoved his face in Diane’s bubble butt. He thrust his tongue against her tight asshole and then pushed her back down so that her ass was sticking up into the air. He slid his tongue down and started to lap at her pussy, which was dripping wet with lust… Diane could barely handle the incredible sensations she was feeling, and then she began to have an orgasm.

/>   “Shit, she’s squirting… I like that!” Big Brody’s burly friend muttered between licks.

  “Let me fuck her.” Big Brody demanded, pushing his friend gently but assertively to the side and then proceeding to mount Diane from behind. “You ready to be my cock slut, Ms. Diane?”

  “Yes.”

  Big Brody furrowed his brow, pressing the head of his cock against Diane’s tight pussy’s entryway. “Yes what, Diane?”

  “Sir.”

  “Say it.” Big Brody said in a stern, sexy voice.

  “Yes sir, I’m ready to be your cock slut. I’m ready to be your anything.”

  “That’s good.” Big Brody said, and then proceeded to slam himself balls deep into Diane’s hole with a single intense thrust forward. Diane squealed immediately, feeling the entirety of his massive big black cock as it entered her tight hole… My god, it felt so good – so gigantic! He grabbed hold of her aching bosoms and began to suck the milk from them. It squirted into his mouth, on his cheeks and down his long neck. He savored the taste by swishing it around in his throat before letting it slide down into his stomach, and then his cock throbbed even harder inside of Diane’s pulsating pussy.

  She came again, and then a third time… And before Diane knew it, after a mere three or four minutes of being railed by Big Brody’s big cock, she was coming for a fourth time!