Clara felt her body pushed and pulled beyond her control, but she liked having the two strangers tak
Clara felt her body pushed and pulled beyond her control, but she liked having the two strangers take what they wanted of her. This was so very different than her masturbation sessions or the sex she had with Mike, which were more about her own pleasure or the simple pleasures between her and her husband. Here, now, the pleasure was all their’s. At first, their power over her was frightening. Two strange men, their cocks hard and pointed straight towards her like weapons, forcing her down into position while caring nothing past their own lustful needs. Determined to use her in any way they desired. All sense of civility or even humanity forgotten at the door as their hands found her breast and hair, twisting her down and around like their personal slut-toy to be used and fucked at their pleasure. Yet despite it all, she was thrilled; her pussy dripping, goose bumps appearing up and down her body with sheer anticipation. She admitted to herself that she was turned on by the entire situation. It was something new and unexpected. A far cry from the hum-drum sex that had filled their last few years of marriage. It was almost relaxing to not have to worry about what to do next; to only obey, twist, spread, and suck. She felt sensual again. A being of pure desire. It lifted off all of the pressure of her daily life and allowed her mind to drift off into that lovely sexual haze that had dominated her the entire weekend.Every time one would spear his hard shaft into her cunt the other would slam in, piercing her throat with his cock. She would make a noise when he hit the back of her throat, gasping desperately for air as they fucked her bones to jelly. Now and then, one would go too far and she’d have to slap her own ass three times to make him pull off of her and give her a chance to catch her breath. It was a signal that Mike had come up with, knowing that her mouth would be far too busy to articulate any silly safety words. She coughed up more thick saliva from her throat , feeling it drape down along her swinging breasts, and eventually gave up on keeping herself clean. Instead she let it all just drool from her mouth down over her chest or onto the floor. Her husband loved the mess they were making of her and behind the camera she could hear him groan with animalistic lust. Her cheeks were tear-streaked and her face was blushing hot as their rising assault plowed her mind blank of thought. A sheen of sweat covered her svelte body as she sucked down a mixed of her own saliva and the stud’s heavily drooling pre-cum. The bed sheets were already drenched with her juices as her body gave way to the half-dozen orgasms that had already fucked out of her. The one currently slamming her pussy growled out a savage groan as his balls surged, tightening up against his body. She knew he was close, but she also knew it wasn’t over if he came. She had already swallowed his cum earlier that morning and neither was yet done with her. It seemed that Mike had a particular talent for choosing the men who would fuck his wife ragged.Both still had to fill her pussy with their seed. Mike would make sure of that. In the meantime, he would focus on enjoying himself as he watched them stretch her mouth with their big cocks, driving their meat into her guts, pushing her to her limits. Then they would pull back and switch positions, finding new ways to give her as much as she could take and more. She would make pathetic little noises whenever she had reached her limit, forcing them to relent for a precious moment to gather her breath, but she already seemed to be able to take more and more of than when they started. Her mind was gone, drifted away on a cloud as both men blasted their loads across her ass and breasts to the near silent ‘whir’ of the camera and the sudden flashing of lights.Yet even if they had wanted to continue, it wouldn’t have mattered. That was all either of them could take. Seeing his wife so willing to do utterly anything to please him had pushed him over the edge. Feeling his own orgasm building in his balls, he pulled to the edge of the bed and rammed his own cock home. Clara gasped for air as a thick rope of spit spilled from her mouth flowing down her ruined breasts. He fucked her until his knees buckled as he was overcome. Holding her exhausted body pinned under his own he fed her pussy the first load of cum she had taken that day. Still panting, she giggled while she felt him explode within her, feeling two more heavy bursts pumping into her as he shook and groaned above her unleashing hours of pent-up lust. With the last of her fading strength she squeezed out the rest of his cum into her soaked cunt. It was warm on inside of her and she reveling in the feeling as she could feel the other men’s cum sliding down her face and lying sticky on her breasts. She stretched out her tongue to catch anything that slid off her cheeks and chin and eagerly licked it off her hands. Soon enough the entire encounter would find its way to their web-blog. Likes, follows,and suggestions had been pouring in since they had started; since he had convinced her to take that first lewd photograph of her bare legs stretched across their bed. Clara could only hope that the mask he had chosen for her was enough to hide her appearance. Her other self. She would not know what to do if it got out. If her friends and family discovered who and what she became when she donned her mask and the camera began to flash.“C’mon,” she heard him say as her husband ran his fingers through the mess of her cum-splattered hair. The two studs had already left, both well-satisfied and completely sated. Now it was only the two of them. “Why don’t I run a bath and get you cleaned up? We can go out for Italian if you want. Would you like that sweetheart?”Clara nodded, too dead tired and sore to speak, drifting off to sleep as her Mike lifted her in his arms and carried her to the bath. -- source link