Mike and Sarah were 40, fit, and former adult film stars. Sarah was now a fitness trainer. She stood 5’6” and weighed 128, her body a literal model of feminine perfection. 37-24-35, all natural, with tautly muscled abs, long thing legs, and despite her lean physique, an improbable bubble butt and tits that many men had declared “perfect”. With a model’s face and long blonde hair, she was a walking, talking, wet dream.
Mike was similarly blessed. A Muscular 6’2, he turned heads wherever he went with his V-shaped torso, his beefy ass, and his handsome face. Those familiar with his work knew he was also sporting a thick 10” cock nicknamed “the beer can” in the industry for its girth, length, hardness, and ejaculatory volume. Comparisons to Peter North marked his career as a cocksman.
But nowadays, the two lived a quiet retired life in Cedar Rapids, Iowa. Their hobby, kink, and “work”: Seducing average middle American couples into foursomes. For their targets, these trysts would be life changing erotic experiences. For Sarah and Mike, they were simply “Thursdays”.
One such adventure started, as they usually did, in an utterly everyday locale. An average looking couple, Paul and Kate were in the checkout line at the grocery store. Paul was 5’7, thin, and balding. Kate was 5,4 and moderately overweight with mousy brown hair. They were in their late 40’s. Mike and Sarah were about to give them the evening of a lifetime.
As they walked past the couple, Sarah let her shoulder bag slide from her arm. It landed near Kate, who reached down to pick it up and hand it to her. As she did, Sarah made a show of bending over and reaching around for her bag, and when she was sure Kate had a good look at her tight yoga pants clad ass, she gave it a little wiggle. Sarah warmly clasped Kate's forearm, looked piercingly into Kate's eyes, and purred: "Thank you sweetie." Kate, for her part, felt her heart race and face redden. This was the most beautiful person she'd ever seen in real life, let alone been directly addressed by. And what's this? Sarah's hand traced down towards Kate's palm, leaving a small piece of paper with a handwritten address on it. Sarah had Kate hook, line and sinker.
As they continued walking, Sarah and Mike looked at each other and grinned. Sarah winked, and they headed home.
An hour later, Sarah was at the door with her makeup done, her hair done, and wearing a white, button down top with no bra. Her nipples poked proudly out the soft material, and a silver necklace accentuated the valley between her perfect breasts.
A tight, black miniskirt, black thigh high stockings, and black 4-inch pumps completed her outfit. Sarah looked like sex on two legs.
She answered the doorbell and greeted her prey.
Kate stood there, her mouth open and a glassy-eyed stare. She was alone. Paul at home none the wiser.
Mike stepped up behind Sarah and said, "Won't you come in?"
With that, the three moved into the house, and Sarah and Mike took control.
Sarah led Kate into the living room. She sat her down on the couch and then walked to a cabinet, pulling out a bottle of wine. She opened it, filled two glasses, and handed one to Kate.
Sarah smiled and put her hand on Kate's shoulder.
Sarah leaned in close to Kate, and put her lips next to Kate's ear.
Kate took a deep breath and looked Sarah in the eyes.
Kate turned red.
Kate's eyes got big.
Sarah reached down and grabbed her husband's bulge.
Kate's heart was pounding.
Kate felt the blood rushing to her crotch, and she felt herself becoming wet. She turned even redder and stammered.
Kate couldn't take it. She needed to feel Sarah. She reached out and took Sarah's breast in her hand, and squeezed.
Kate looked up, her eyes wild.
Sarah smiled, and kissed Kate.
Sarah pushed her tongue into Kate's mouth, and began to make out with her.
After a moment, Sarah pulled back, and stood up.
Kate was flushed, her breathing shallow, her eyes glazed with lust.
Kate didn't respond, she just kept staring at Sarah.
Sarah unbuttoned her blouse and let it fall to the floor.
Sarah smiled and reached behind her and unzipped her skirt, letting it drop to the floor.
She stepped out of her skirt, and kicked her heels off.
She wore only her stockings, and was completely naked.
Her body was perfect. Kate stared.
Sarah sat down next to her and kissed her again.
Sarah kissed her and moved her hands under Kate's top.
Kate was overwhelmed. This woman was kissing her, touching her, and she couldn't believe how turned on she was. She felt Sarah's hands moving up and cupping her breasts, and moaned into Sarah's mouth.
Sarah broke the kiss, and pulled Kate's top over her head.
Sarah pulled her mouth away from Kate's and slid down, taking Kate's right nipple in her mouth.
Kate let her head fall back, and gasped as she felt Sarah's mouth on her.
Kate moaned, and felt her pussy spasm.
Sarah continued to suck on her nipples.
Sarah moved her left hand down, and slid it into Kate's pants.
Kate whimpered.
Kate gasped as she felt Sarah's fingers slide inside her panties and move towards her clit.
Kate cried out, and grabbed Sarah's hair.
Sarah slid her fingers further down, and slipped two of them into Kate's soaked pussy.
Kate's legs shook, and she started to moan louder.
Kate's voice caught in her throat.
Sarah pulled her fingers out of Kate's pussy, and held them up.
Kate blushed, and looked away.
Sarah laughed.
Sarah grabbed Kate's hand, and put her wet fingers in her mouth.
Kate stared.
Sarah sucked her juices off her fingers, and then kissed Kate, letting her taste herself.
Sarah moved her fingers back to Kate's pussy, and pushed them inside her.
Sarah moved her fingers in and out, and Kate gasped.
Sarah pulled her fingers out, and stuck them in Kate's mouth.
Kate obediently licked her fingers clean.
Sarah took her fingers out of her mouth and smiled.
Sarah stood up, and grabbed her hand, pulling her up.
Sarah took her by the hand, and led her upstairs.
The two women went into the bedroom.
Kate gasped as she saw Mike, lying naked on the bed.
He had his hands behind his head, and was smiling.
Kate looked at Sarah.
Mike got off the bed and walked over to the two women.
Mike stepped behind her and slowly undressed her.
He dropped her shirt to the floor, and then slowly pulled her jeans down her legs.
He ran his hands over her body, and then turned her around.
He took her by the shoulders and gently pushed her down, so she was kneeling in front of him.
Kate couldn’t believe what she saw. Paul’s dick was a modest 5” fully erect. But Mike? This was like another species entirely. His wasn’t a dick. His was a cock. Over 7” long and still only semi erect, it was smooth, beautiful, and pulsing powerfully with Mike’s slow heartbeat. Thick, rope-like veins bulged underneath. Kate felt herself salivating from both her mouth and her cunt.
He took his cock in his hand, and Kate stared as he stroked it. He was now fully erect, and his cock was pointing straight out at her. She stared at the big, pink, glistening head, and she reached out and touched it. It was so hot, so firm. Mike groaned, and Kate looked up at him. He smiled at her, and she looked back at his cock. She took it in both hands, and started stroking it. It was nearly 10” long now. Twice the size of Paul’s. The veins were straining against the skin.
Mike put his hand on the back of her head and started to pull her forward. Kate opened her mouth, and he guided his cock to her lips.
Sarah, tracing her fingers lightly over her own nipples and inflamed slit, whispered, : “Go slowly Kate… You’re probably not remotely used to that much… equipment.” Kate looked up at Mike doe-eyed. His expression in return be described as supreme male confidence something between a nurturing smile and a threatening sneer.
Kate took a breath, and opened her mouth.
Her lips closed around the head of his cock. Mike groaned, and pushed a little further.
She closed her eyes and opened wide, taking what felt like the whole thing into her mouth. She’d never had this much anything in *any* of her holes, and she felt like a proper slut. So turned on by her achievement, she broke into her first climax, her eyes rolling into the back of her head. But wait: This couldn’t be the case… as her eyes focused, she began to realize that this inconceivably large mass she’d taken inside her mouth was merely the *head* of Mike’s oversized pole. With this sobering realization making its way into what was left of her higher mind, she exploded into the first proper full body orgasm of her entire life. Waves of pleasure engulfing her body, her cunt opening wide and ejecting a torrent of cum all over the floor between her feet.
Sarah smiled, and got down on the floor with Kate.
Mike was groaning now. He fully understood the score. He began slowly thrusting the tip of his colossal cock in and out of her mouth.
Sarah took her hands, and put them around the base of Mike's cock. She started to stroke his shaft while Kate sucked on the head.
Sarah let go of his cock, and started to suck on the head as well.
Mike started moaning louder, and Sarah felt him tensing up. While the physical stimulation provided by Kate was amateur by any measure and mediocre at best, the psychological stimulation of knowing he’d forever scrambled Kate’s mind was, as always, the real turn on. Dominance incarnate.
Kate was sucking and licking the head, and Mike looked to Sarah for something like permission.
Looking at Kate’s dazed eyes, her rock hard nipples, her throbbing pussy, Sarah quietly offered: “she’s as ready as she’ll ever be baby. Destroy her. But be gentle.”
With a guttural roar, Mike grabbed Kate's head, and forced the whole of his massive cock into her mouth.
Kate screamed.
Her eyes rolled back, and she started shaking.
Her body was being ravaged.
She had never felt anything like this.
It was too much.
She had no choice but to submit. Mike’s manhood descended down her throat to the hilt, visibly bulging her throat. He kept it there for a second. Kate’s eyes showed a mix of rapture and utter panic.
Then he started to fuck her face.
Slowly at first, and then faster and faster.
Kate was a mess.
Kate could hardly believe it.
It was like a train was driving through her skull.
Mike's cock was so deep in her throat that her nostrils were touching his stomach.
She felt herself slipping.
She knew she was losing consciousness.
But just before she did, Mike pulled out, and she sucked in air.
Kate's head was spinning.
Mike was breathing hard, and Kate could see his cock twitching.
Kate could feel his cock swelling even more, and his enormous balls tightening. Sarah knew exactly what was… coming. Kate, less so.
Kate's eyes were wide, and she looked up at him.
Mike smiled down at her.
Kate looked shocked.
Mike's cock lurched, and the first torrent of cum erupted from the end.
Kate's head was suddenly engulfed.
Kate screamed, but it was muffled by Mike's cock and the deluge of jizz pouring down her throat.
She was drowning.
She was dying.
But Mike was a fucking god on earth, and She didn't care.
He came and came, and Kate couldn't keep up. 9,10, 11 ropes. Beer can indeed.
Her mouth overflowed, and she could feel his semen running down her body.
Finally, Mike's cock stopped spurting, and he pulled it out.
A last volley shot out, hitting Kate in the face and chest.
She sat there, stunned, cum running down her chubby torso.
Kate didn't move, and after a minute, Mike lifted her up.
Mike carried her to the bed and set her down.
Kate was out of it.
Sarah looked at her husband and smiled. They were now at what they affectionately called “halftime” in their usual playbook with a new woman.
First, Sarah would seduce their new playmate with her incomparable mix of beauty and sensuality. Check.
Second, she’d bring the horny girl to Mike, who’d further scramble their soul with his unrelenting, masculine moxie. Check.
Third (and next), up: Sarah would employ her preternatural cunnilingus skills to bring the woman to a cascade of next level climaxes and, in turn, loosen and lubricate her for the fourth and final stage: Mike’s cock ruining her holes for other sexual partners, forever.
Sarah smiled at Mike, and leaned over and gave him a kiss. “3rd quarter” she said with a sexy smile.
Mike smiled at her, and made way for Sarah’s oral assault on Kate.
Sarah crawled up on the bed, and kissed Kate.
She ran her tongue around her lips, and then pulled away.
She ran her hands down her body, and spread her legs.
Sarah smiled and put her head between her thighs.
Sarah began gently, slowing, licking her pussy.
Kate gasped, and grabbed Sarah's hair.
Mike watched, noticing his seed still dripping off Kate’s stomach.
Kate was in a state of sustained bliss, and her body started to make tiny shakes as Sarah's tongue continued to work its magic.
Sensing Kate’s reciprocal thrusting, Sarah picked up the pace, sliding her tongue in and out of Kate's pussy, and then began working her clit.
She flicked her tongue across the swollen nub, and Kate moaned. She did it again, and again, from different angles, with different rhythms and pressures. As only a woman would understand. Kate’s tiny shakes were becoming meaningful orgasms. Multiple. Layered.
Mike, meanwhile, was just starting to rise to attention again. Kate couldn’t help but notice that his god cock, soft, was still bigger than Paul’s erection had ever, or would ever, be. Kate then looked back at Sarah, her gorgeous face lapping at her cunt, and goddess body glistening. Kate had never been so acutely aware of her own comparative inferiority. She was so profoundly out of her league, her mediocre body being worked by one of the most beautiful women in the world, and warmed up for one of its most virile men. She was a pawn. And she loved it.
Kate came again. Her eyes rolling back, her pussy spasming and flooding Sarah's mouth with her juices.
Sarah drank deeply, and kept licking.
She started sucking on her clit, and then put two fingers in her pussy.
Kate started moaning louder, and her body tensed.
Sarah was fingering her hard, and licking her clit at the same time. The tenseness gave way to a squirting climax. Then another. Then: She gushed. Torrential. Like a faucet. All over the bed, the floor, herself, and Sarah.
Kate, now thoroughly wrecked, slumped over, unconscious.
Sarah licked her lips and grinned.
“Your turn honey.” She said to Mike, who was by now fisting his fully restored weapon with both hands.
Mike stood up, and got on the bed, and moved between her legs.
He grabbed her hips, and slowly slid the plum sized head of his giant cock into her.
She moaned, and he pushed deeper.
lf the girl wasn't properly broken in, this would be where the action paused and Sarah would offer her pussy as a proxy, until Kate was sufficiently prepared. This was, however, unnecessary.
Kate was now an open book to Sarah, who knew exactly what Kate was experiencing.
The feeling of having her pussy stretched beyond all human imagination.
The feeling of total submission.
The feeling of being a mere receptacle for Mike's seed.
And, most important of all: The feeling of her mind being shattered and rebuilt, all in the space of a few minutes, into the perfect little slut.
The last part would be the hardest to explain to Paul and Kate. Mike would simply say, he had a feeling. It was something in their energy. Sarah would be more direct.
“He’s going to tear you apart now baby. Are you ready for *all* of him?” Sarah said, her voice dripping with sensuality and sadism.
Kate stared at her, her eyes wild.
She was shaking, her face a mixture of lust and fear.
But there was no need. Kate was theirs.
Mike had been slowly thrusting 1/2 or so of himself in and out, and Kate was moaning.
He started fucking her faster. And deeper. 7” and now 8”.
Sarah moved closer to Kate and kissed her deeply.
Sarah was still kissing her when she heard Mike issue a gutteral moan.
Sarah pulled back from kissing Kate, held her cum drenched chin with compassion, and looked deeply into her eyes with an unmistakeable seriousness, saying; “good luck.”
A second, louder moan from Mike transformed Kate’s momentary confusion into white hot pain as he rammed the remainder of his nearly 10” cock into her gaping crevice.
She screamed, and her eyes rolled back.
Her whole body was shaking, and she went limp.
Mike began pumping in and out of her faster, his huge cock tearing her pussy apart.
Sarah had moved back, and was sitting at the end of the bed, watching with a mix of reverence and awe. She’d seen this movie before. And she knew how it ended.
Kate came back to, and felt herself being fucked. Hard.
Mike's cock was ripping her open, and it was the best thing she'd ever felt, or ever would.
She knew her body was being ruined for Paul, and for all other men. That very thought caused her to gush explosively, this time cut with blood from her severely overstretched hole.
Mike felt her squirt and the added slickness, and he fucked her even harder.
Sarah looked at the two, and could see her husband getting close.
He was fucking her with everything he had. Pistoning with the entirety of his muscled back and torso, slick with sweat, his trance putting Kate over the edge and driving Sarah’s delicate long fingers further up her smooth snatch.
Suddenly, Mike stopped.
He grabbed Kate's shoulders, and lifted her off the bed. Sarah gasped. Kate gushed.
He sat back on his heels, and brought her down on his cock.
She was completely impaled on his monster shaft, chubby legs long since limp, supported a bit by Mike’s powerful arms but mostly by the sheer might of his pole. He resumed, now at half the speed, but with twice the steely forcefulness.
Slap. Slap. Slap.
Sarah exploded in manual orgasm.
Slap. Slap. Slap.
Kate in another.
Slap. Slap. Slap.
And then… utter silence.
All three waiting with bated breath for Mike’s impending explosion.
Kate felt what could only be described as a jolt. Then, intense pressure. Mike’s eyes rolled into the back of his head and he lifted Kate off of his dick only for all three to witness an outpouring of cum from Kate’s abused hole. This, mixed with Kate and Sarah's combined girl-cum, was already making a mess of the bed. But then, Mike shoved her back down on his cock.
He wasn't finished.
There was more.
Rope after rope erupted from Mike‘s angry spear. Somewhere around 10, the girls lost count, lost in their own climaxes as Mike thrust into the air painting Kate with his ejaculate.
Finally, his fireworks show stopped. Sarah went over and stood next to him, kissed him deeply, and smiled. The two turned and looked at Kate, who looked like a mess.
She was covered in cum, and her pussy was still dark red, gaping open, and dripping seed.
Sarah offered, suddenly business-like: "We'll call you a car. I'm sure Paul's missing you."
Mike was similarly blessed. A Muscular 6’2, he turned heads wherever he went with his V-shaped torso, his beefy ass, and his handsome face. Those familiar with his work knew he was also sporting a thick 10” cock nicknamed “the beer can” in the industry for its girth, length, hardness, and ejaculatory volume. Comparisons to Peter North marked his career as a cocksman.
But nowadays, the two lived a quiet retired life in Cedar Rapids, Iowa. Their hobby, kink, and “work”: Seducing average middle American couples into foursomes. For their targets, these trysts would be life changing erotic experiences. For Sarah and Mike, they were simply “Thursdays”.
One such adventure started, as they usually did, in an utterly everyday locale. An average looking couple, Paul and Kate were in the checkout line at the grocery store. Paul was 5’7, thin, and balding. Kate was 5,4 and moderately overweight with mousy brown hair. They were in their late 40’s. Mike and Sarah were about to give them the evening of a lifetime.
As they walked past the couple, Sarah let her shoulder bag slide from her arm. It landed near Kate, who reached down to pick it up and hand it to her. As she did, Sarah made a show of bending over and reaching around for her bag, and when she was sure Kate had a good look at her tight yoga pants clad ass, she gave it a little wiggle. Sarah warmly clasped Kate's forearm, looked piercingly into Kate's eyes, and purred: "Thank you sweetie." Kate, for her part, felt her heart race and face redden. This was the most beautiful person she'd ever seen in real life, let alone been directly addressed by. And what's this? Sarah's hand traced down towards Kate's palm, leaving a small piece of paper with a handwritten address on it. Sarah had Kate hook, line and sinker.
As they continued walking, Sarah and Mike looked at each other and grinned. Sarah winked, and they headed home.
An hour later, Sarah was at the door with her makeup done, her hair done, and wearing a white, button down top with no bra. Her nipples poked proudly out the soft material, and a silver necklace accentuated the valley between her perfect breasts.
A tight, black miniskirt, black thigh high stockings, and black 4-inch pumps completed her outfit. Sarah looked like sex on two legs.
She answered the doorbell and greeted her prey.
Kate stood there, her mouth open and a glassy-eyed stare. She was alone. Paul at home none the wiser.
Mike stepped up behind Sarah and said, "Won't you come in?"
With that, the three moved into the house, and Sarah and Mike took control.
Sarah led Kate into the living room. She sat her down on the couch and then walked to a cabinet, pulling out a bottle of wine. She opened it, filled two glasses, and handed one to Kate.
Sarah smiled and put her hand on Kate's shoulder.
Sarah leaned in close to Kate, and put her lips next to Kate's ear.
Kate took a deep breath and looked Sarah in the eyes.
Kate turned red.
Kate's eyes got big.
Sarah reached down and grabbed her husband's bulge.
Kate's heart was pounding.
Kate felt the blood rushing to her crotch, and she felt herself becoming wet. She turned even redder and stammered.
Kate couldn't take it. She needed to feel Sarah. She reached out and took Sarah's breast in her hand, and squeezed.
Kate looked up, her eyes wild.
Sarah smiled, and kissed Kate.
Sarah pushed her tongue into Kate's mouth, and began to make out with her.
After a moment, Sarah pulled back, and stood up.
Kate was flushed, her breathing shallow, her eyes glazed with lust.
Kate didn't respond, she just kept staring at Sarah.
Sarah unbuttoned her blouse and let it fall to the floor.
Sarah smiled and reached behind her and unzipped her skirt, letting it drop to the floor.
She stepped out of her skirt, and kicked her heels off.
She wore only her stockings, and was completely naked.
Her body was perfect. Kate stared.
Sarah sat down next to her and kissed her again.
Sarah kissed her and moved her hands under Kate's top.
Kate was overwhelmed. This woman was kissing her, touching her, and she couldn't believe how turned on she was. She felt Sarah's hands moving up and cupping her breasts, and moaned into Sarah's mouth.
Sarah broke the kiss, and pulled Kate's top over her head.
Sarah pulled her mouth away from Kate's and slid down, taking Kate's right nipple in her mouth.
Kate let her head fall back, and gasped as she felt Sarah's mouth on her.
Kate moaned, and felt her pussy spasm.
Sarah continued to suck on her nipples.
Sarah moved her left hand down, and slid it into Kate's pants.
Kate whimpered.
Kate gasped as she felt Sarah's fingers slide inside her panties and move towards her clit.
Kate cried out, and grabbed Sarah's hair.
Sarah slid her fingers further down, and slipped two of them into Kate's soaked pussy.
Kate's legs shook, and she started to moan louder.
Kate's voice caught in her throat.
Sarah pulled her fingers out of Kate's pussy, and held them up.
Kate blushed, and looked away.
Sarah laughed.
Sarah grabbed Kate's hand, and put her wet fingers in her mouth.
Kate stared.
Sarah sucked her juices off her fingers, and then kissed Kate, letting her taste herself.
Sarah moved her fingers back to Kate's pussy, and pushed them inside her.
Sarah moved her fingers in and out, and Kate gasped.
Sarah pulled her fingers out, and stuck them in Kate's mouth.
Kate obediently licked her fingers clean.
Sarah took her fingers out of her mouth and smiled.
Sarah stood up, and grabbed her hand, pulling her up.
Sarah took her by the hand, and led her upstairs.
The two women went into the bedroom.
Kate gasped as she saw Mike, lying naked on the bed.
He had his hands behind his head, and was smiling.
Kate looked at Sarah.
Mike got off the bed and walked over to the two women.
Mike stepped behind her and slowly undressed her.
He dropped her shirt to the floor, and then slowly pulled her jeans down her legs.
He ran his hands over her body, and then turned her around.
He took her by the shoulders and gently pushed her down, so she was kneeling in front of him.
Kate couldn’t believe what she saw. Paul’s dick was a modest 5” fully erect. But Mike? This was like another species entirely. His wasn’t a dick. His was a cock. Over 7” long and still only semi erect, it was smooth, beautiful, and pulsing powerfully with Mike’s slow heartbeat. Thick, rope-like veins bulged underneath. Kate felt herself salivating from both her mouth and her cunt.
He took his cock in his hand, and Kate stared as he stroked it. He was now fully erect, and his cock was pointing straight out at her. She stared at the big, pink, glistening head, and she reached out and touched it. It was so hot, so firm. Mike groaned, and Kate looked up at him. He smiled at her, and she looked back at his cock. She took it in both hands, and started stroking it. It was nearly 10” long now. Twice the size of Paul’s. The veins were straining against the skin.
Mike put his hand on the back of her head and started to pull her forward. Kate opened her mouth, and he guided his cock to her lips.
Sarah, tracing her fingers lightly over her own nipples and inflamed slit, whispered, : “Go slowly Kate… You’re probably not remotely used to that much… equipment.” Kate looked up at Mike doe-eyed. His expression in return be described as supreme male confidence something between a nurturing smile and a threatening sneer.
Kate took a breath, and opened her mouth.
Her lips closed around the head of his cock. Mike groaned, and pushed a little further.
She closed her eyes and opened wide, taking what felt like the whole thing into her mouth. She’d never had this much anything in *any* of her holes, and she felt like a proper slut. So turned on by her achievement, she broke into her first climax, her eyes rolling into the back of her head. But wait: This couldn’t be the case… as her eyes focused, she began to realize that this inconceivably large mass she’d taken inside her mouth was merely the *head* of Mike’s oversized pole. With this sobering realization making its way into what was left of her higher mind, she exploded into the first proper full body orgasm of her entire life. Waves of pleasure engulfing her body, her cunt opening wide and ejecting a torrent of cum all over the floor between her feet.
Sarah smiled, and got down on the floor with Kate.
Mike was groaning now. He fully understood the score. He began slowly thrusting the tip of his colossal cock in and out of her mouth.
Sarah took her hands, and put them around the base of Mike's cock. She started to stroke his shaft while Kate sucked on the head.
Sarah let go of his cock, and started to suck on the head as well.
Mike started moaning louder, and Sarah felt him tensing up. While the physical stimulation provided by Kate was amateur by any measure and mediocre at best, the psychological stimulation of knowing he’d forever scrambled Kate’s mind was, as always, the real turn on. Dominance incarnate.
Kate was sucking and licking the head, and Mike looked to Sarah for something like permission.
Looking at Kate’s dazed eyes, her rock hard nipples, her throbbing pussy, Sarah quietly offered: “she’s as ready as she’ll ever be baby. Destroy her. But be gentle.”
With a guttural roar, Mike grabbed Kate's head, and forced the whole of his massive cock into her mouth.
Kate screamed.
Her eyes rolled back, and she started shaking.
Her body was being ravaged.
She had never felt anything like this.
It was too much.
She had no choice but to submit. Mike’s manhood descended down her throat to the hilt, visibly bulging her throat. He kept it there for a second. Kate’s eyes showed a mix of rapture and utter panic.
Then he started to fuck her face.
Slowly at first, and then faster and faster.
Kate was a mess.
Kate could hardly believe it.
It was like a train was driving through her skull.
Mike's cock was so deep in her throat that her nostrils were touching his stomach.
She felt herself slipping.
She knew she was losing consciousness.
But just before she did, Mike pulled out, and she sucked in air.
Kate's head was spinning.
Mike was breathing hard, and Kate could see his cock twitching.
Kate could feel his cock swelling even more, and his enormous balls tightening. Sarah knew exactly what was… coming. Kate, less so.
Kate's eyes were wide, and she looked up at him.
Mike smiled down at her.
Kate looked shocked.
Mike's cock lurched, and the first torrent of cum erupted from the end.
Kate's head was suddenly engulfed.
Kate screamed, but it was muffled by Mike's cock and the deluge of jizz pouring down her throat.
She was drowning.
She was dying.
But Mike was a fucking god on earth, and She didn't care.
He came and came, and Kate couldn't keep up. 9,10, 11 ropes. Beer can indeed.
Her mouth overflowed, and she could feel his semen running down her body.
Finally, Mike's cock stopped spurting, and he pulled it out.
A last volley shot out, hitting Kate in the face and chest.
She sat there, stunned, cum running down her chubby torso.
Kate didn't move, and after a minute, Mike lifted her up.
Mike carried her to the bed and set her down.
Kate was out of it.
Sarah looked at her husband and smiled. They were now at what they affectionately called “halftime” in their usual playbook with a new woman.
First, Sarah would seduce their new playmate with her incomparable mix of beauty and sensuality. Check.
Second, she’d bring the horny girl to Mike, who’d further scramble their soul with his unrelenting, masculine moxie. Check.
Third (and next), up: Sarah would employ her preternatural cunnilingus skills to bring the woman to a cascade of next level climaxes and, in turn, loosen and lubricate her for the fourth and final stage: Mike’s cock ruining her holes for other sexual partners, forever.
Sarah smiled at Mike, and leaned over and gave him a kiss. “3rd quarter” she said with a sexy smile.
Mike smiled at her, and made way for Sarah’s oral assault on Kate.
Sarah crawled up on the bed, and kissed Kate.
She ran her tongue around her lips, and then pulled away.
She ran her hands down her body, and spread her legs.
Sarah smiled and put her head between her thighs.
Sarah began gently, slowing, licking her pussy.
Kate gasped, and grabbed Sarah's hair.
Mike watched, noticing his seed still dripping off Kate’s stomach.
Kate was in a state of sustained bliss, and her body started to make tiny shakes as Sarah's tongue continued to work its magic.
Sensing Kate’s reciprocal thrusting, Sarah picked up the pace, sliding her tongue in and out of Kate's pussy, and then began working her clit.
She flicked her tongue across the swollen nub, and Kate moaned. She did it again, and again, from different angles, with different rhythms and pressures. As only a woman would understand. Kate’s tiny shakes were becoming meaningful orgasms. Multiple. Layered.
Mike, meanwhile, was just starting to rise to attention again. Kate couldn’t help but notice that his god cock, soft, was still bigger than Paul’s erection had ever, or would ever, be. Kate then looked back at Sarah, her gorgeous face lapping at her cunt, and goddess body glistening. Kate had never been so acutely aware of her own comparative inferiority. She was so profoundly out of her league, her mediocre body being worked by one of the most beautiful women in the world, and warmed up for one of its most virile men. She was a pawn. And she loved it.
Kate came again. Her eyes rolling back, her pussy spasming and flooding Sarah's mouth with her juices.
Sarah drank deeply, and kept licking.
She started sucking on her clit, and then put two fingers in her pussy.
Kate started moaning louder, and her body tensed.
Sarah was fingering her hard, and licking her clit at the same time. The tenseness gave way to a squirting climax. Then another. Then: She gushed. Torrential. Like a faucet. All over the bed, the floor, herself, and Sarah.
Kate, now thoroughly wrecked, slumped over, unconscious.
Sarah licked her lips and grinned.
“Your turn honey.” She said to Mike, who was by now fisting his fully restored weapon with both hands.
Mike stood up, and got on the bed, and moved between her legs.
He grabbed her hips, and slowly slid the plum sized head of his giant cock into her.
She moaned, and he pushed deeper.
lf the girl wasn't properly broken in, this would be where the action paused and Sarah would offer her pussy as a proxy, until Kate was sufficiently prepared. This was, however, unnecessary.
Kate was now an open book to Sarah, who knew exactly what Kate was experiencing.
The feeling of having her pussy stretched beyond all human imagination.
The feeling of total submission.
The feeling of being a mere receptacle for Mike's seed.
And, most important of all: The feeling of her mind being shattered and rebuilt, all in the space of a few minutes, into the perfect little slut.
The last part would be the hardest to explain to Paul and Kate. Mike would simply say, he had a feeling. It was something in their energy. Sarah would be more direct.
“He’s going to tear you apart now baby. Are you ready for *all* of him?” Sarah said, her voice dripping with sensuality and sadism.
Kate stared at her, her eyes wild.
She was shaking, her face a mixture of lust and fear.
But there was no need. Kate was theirs.
Mike had been slowly thrusting 1/2 or so of himself in and out, and Kate was moaning.
He started fucking her faster. And deeper. 7” and now 8”.
Sarah moved closer to Kate and kissed her deeply.
Sarah was still kissing her when she heard Mike issue a gutteral moan.
Sarah pulled back from kissing Kate, held her cum drenched chin with compassion, and looked deeply into her eyes with an unmistakeable seriousness, saying; “good luck.”
A second, louder moan from Mike transformed Kate’s momentary confusion into white hot pain as he rammed the remainder of his nearly 10” cock into her gaping crevice.
She screamed, and her eyes rolled back.
Her whole body was shaking, and she went limp.
Mike began pumping in and out of her faster, his huge cock tearing her pussy apart.
Sarah had moved back, and was sitting at the end of the bed, watching with a mix of reverence and awe. She’d seen this movie before. And she knew how it ended.
Kate came back to, and felt herself being fucked. Hard.
Mike's cock was ripping her open, and it was the best thing she'd ever felt, or ever would.
She knew her body was being ruined for Paul, and for all other men. That very thought caused her to gush explosively, this time cut with blood from her severely overstretched hole.
Mike felt her squirt and the added slickness, and he fucked her even harder.
Sarah looked at the two, and could see her husband getting close.
He was fucking her with everything he had. Pistoning with the entirety of his muscled back and torso, slick with sweat, his trance putting Kate over the edge and driving Sarah’s delicate long fingers further up her smooth snatch.
Suddenly, Mike stopped.
He grabbed Kate's shoulders, and lifted her off the bed. Sarah gasped. Kate gushed.
He sat back on his heels, and brought her down on his cock.
She was completely impaled on his monster shaft, chubby legs long since limp, supported a bit by Mike’s powerful arms but mostly by the sheer might of his pole. He resumed, now at half the speed, but with twice the steely forcefulness.
Slap. Slap. Slap.
Sarah exploded in manual orgasm.
Slap. Slap. Slap.
Kate in another.
Slap. Slap. Slap.
And then… utter silence.
All three waiting with bated breath for Mike’s impending explosion.
Kate felt what could only be described as a jolt. Then, intense pressure. Mike’s eyes rolled into the back of his head and he lifted Kate off of his dick only for all three to witness an outpouring of cum from Kate’s abused hole. This, mixed with Kate and Sarah's combined girl-cum, was already making a mess of the bed. But then, Mike shoved her back down on his cock.
He wasn't finished.
There was more.
Rope after rope erupted from Mike‘s angry spear. Somewhere around 10, the girls lost count, lost in their own climaxes as Mike thrust into the air painting Kate with his ejaculate.
Finally, his fireworks show stopped. Sarah went over and stood next to him, kissed him deeply, and smiled. The two turned and looked at Kate, who looked like a mess.
She was covered in cum, and her pussy was still dark red, gaping open, and dripping seed.
Sarah offered, suddenly business-like: "We'll call you a car. I'm sure Paul's missing you."
