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Owning My Image

Copyright© 2021 by INtrinSicliValud

Chapter 16

Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 16 - Struggling middle-class parents, Laura and Dave need money. While working at a conference, she receives a business proposition - benefit from her looks as a website model. However, as her new career expands, she struggles to control her newfound desires, and the elastic bonds of love stretch ever tighter.

Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa   Fa/Fa   Mult   Consensual   Heterosexual   Rags To Riches   Slut Wife   Wife Watching   Gang Bang   Interracial   Black Male   Anal Sex   Cream Pie   Double Penetration   Exhibitionism   Masturbation   Oral Sex  

Soon enough, as I squirmed amid the crowd of dark studs, long, thick, throbbing masts found my grasping fingers. As I gave them firm strokes, rough palms caressed and fondled my superheated frame. With tingle-wrapped flames racing through me, the world flickered in and out of focus. Under their groping, I thrashed atop the icy rubber and ever louder groans fled my quivering lips.

Huge, powerful hands tilted my head backward, and I stared up into the smiling face of the oldest “boy” once again.

“My name is Troy,” the bass voice intoned. His gleaming, pearly teeth and twinkling eyes enraptured me.

Before I could even form a response, he nodded beyond me and a swollen mass drove into me.

“Oh, fuck!” I yelled.

Topped with a bludgeoning blunt knob, that enormous mast sank, stretching every inch of my insides. Just as the thick plug tapped against the top of my canal, iron-hard fists clenched my ankles to spread my legs wider. When I raised my head, the mahogany god between my shaking limbs smiled as he swayed backward, leaving me half empty. Panting like a speeding train, I stroked the cocks in my sweaty palms ever faster.

Time stood still. All I heard was the rushing pulse in my ears before sound returned when Troy’s bass voice commanded, “Do a good job. We need the extra credit.”

The man between my thighs complied, rocking forward and shoving even deeper into my stretching insides.

Oh fuck!

When my spine ripped upward from the sweat-slick rubber, the universe exploded into the brightest of colors. Ever higher surges of pleasure built within me.

A fluttering view of Troy’s white grin—then blackness.

A woman screamed. She sounded like me.

The gloom flickered away, and Troy’s beautiful eyes returned.

Something hard and yet silky smooth, and so very hot, slipped between my lips, forcing my jaws wide. The gorgeous giant swayed forward. His oncoming rounded flesh smashed the tongue against the inside of my mouth before plunging straight into my throat.

“Mmm, damn guys! Look at teach go. She’s a pro cocksucker. Wish we’d known this earlier.”

I’m in control. I can just suck him off and...

Oh, my fucking God!

With a loud, sticky tearing sound, my torso once more arched skyward from the blue mats when the other massive tube withdrew. The universe smeared when it returned, sinking into my clenching pussy in one long—very long—motion. While warm, wet mouths devoured my tits, large, outstretched fingers roamed my squirming body. With a tighter grip, I raced my fists along both shafts.

Right as Troy’s swollen prickly spheres settled against my upturned, saliva-dripping face, the “boy” between my shaking legs tapped his iron-hard pelvis against mine. Together, their muffled laughter pierced the pounding in my skull. With matching grunts, the owner of that delightful rod in my spasming pussy synchronized his motions with Troy.

With a steady rhythm, the smiling giant stroked my throat until I shuddered from lack of oxygen. At last, he relented, sliding out only far enough to permit me to gasp and choke for air amidst waves of frothy, sluicing spit.

Professionals!

Under that wondrous onslaught, it wasn’t long before my stomach muscles pulsed and limbs shook. The first climax was approaching fast.

And they knew it.

“Look at that bulging neck!” Troy thrust himself as deep into me as he could, and the guy in my cleft did the same. Together, they rotated their hips.

Spit-roasted like a horny pig on the most delightful barbecue, I vibrated as bolts of maddening electricity arced through me. The entire pulsating, blurry world erupted into flames.

No sooner had my frame bucked upwards and twisted under the hands groping my chest than the massive log between my quaking legs resumed pounding me. In seconds, his grunts of impending relief penetrated my cock-muffled moaning. With all my might, I clenched his racing flesh. His grunting became groans. He shoved himself deep several times, sending pulses of liquid warmth into me.

The universe buckled and wavered.

After ripping upwards off the mat once more, I twisted into the huge fondling hands. Teeth clamped on my nipples, and one pair of fingers raced along my clit. Even as I came again, panic was gripping me as the lack of oxygen had my vision blackening at the edges. But, right as I was about to whip my fists free of those silken poles to slap at Troy, he eased his cock from my throat.

As I coughed, sending more bubbly spittle over my upturned cheeks, and gasped for air, my vision blurred. At the sudden tap of his fat cockhead on my mashed tongue, another wave of saliva pulsed from my distended lips.

“Wanna fuck her, Troy?”

“Nah, I’m happy right here.”

Troy’s happy. I like that.

Frothy spit, tasting faintly of salt, dribbled down my face. Yeah, I liked that a lot.

While entranced by Troy’s smile and his hefty pole’s gentle stroking of my mouth, I missed the departure of the first, but another cock drove into me. When grinning Troy pulled the new fleshy, warm toy from my sucking lips, my chest tightened. I want it back!

Fingers sliding along my now empty throat, he lifted the dripping rod and settled his prickly full balls into my open mouth. Even as I rocked once more under the forceful efforts of the grunting man between my legs, my tongue swept over the heavy globes. One by one, I slurped them into my widening lips.

“That’s right, teach.” Troy’s large fingers cleared the soaked hair strands and saliva from my eyes. “Suck my balls.” At his command, my cheeks sunk. After a quick gasp, he grinned and caressed my face. “Mmm, yeah, teach. Just like that. Real nice.” But I could make it nicer. The bristly orbs swirled beneath my poking, sweeping tongue. “Oh, tongue. Mmm, amazing. You love this, don’t you?”

“Ung-huhng.” I managed a careful nod.

You’re damn right I did. I loved every second. Nope, no longer about money. To hell with my image. I wanted to be used forever, just like that. Rio had been correct all along.

God, I miss Rio.

And my husband had also spoken the truth:

“It is who you are.”

That expression. The one Dave had given me before we’d climbed into the rental car. Another cock sank into my sloppy pussy and vaporized the image. Hmm, the second guy had already deposited an oozing load inside me, and I hadn’t even noticed.

While twisting under the rough hands roaming my shuddering frame, I sucked those delicious full globes as hard as I could. Savoring the salty, musky flavors, I marveled at them. So massive. As it wavered over my face, his penis was enormous, too.

I want him.

“Yeah, teach.” I looked past the throbbing pole to meet his grin. “That’s all for you. Troy’s gonna feed you good.”

I wanted him to feed me. Me. Not “teach.” Not “Rochelle.” Laura was Troy’s hungry little slut! With a quiet chortle, he tilted his pelvis backward, pushing his ballsack further into my drooling mouth.

Right as I slurped hard, the world fluttered. Not only driving deeper than the first two, the new cock spread my insides further. Well-lubricated by the earlier loads, its muscular owner soon accelerated. And I was done once more. With a scream, blasting saliva from my distended lips, I bucked into the sucking mouths atop my boobs.

With a louder chuckle, Troy shifted, tugging his balls free before gliding that massive log once more under my swirling tongue. I had half a second to gulp air before its fat dome sealed my throat. As it descended, I arched once more from the sticky mats.

“Gonna keep you as a pet, teach. Then you can suck on Big Troy whenever you want.”

I want to be his pet.

I want to be his anything.

My outstretched fingers, empty of the throbbing cockmeat which had fed my hungry pussy, clasped Troy’s pulsating buttocks. As he grunted in sync with the other wonderful stud, my body rocked between the pair. Under the bright lights, the cameras were catching the glint of my wedding bands against his dark flesh. His pace soon increased, matching the guy between my legs, and their breathing raced.

Professionals!

A massive series of magical, mind-bending, body-wracking blasts ripped through me. So much pleasure. Insanity. As I arched from the mats one more time, I drove two suckling men on my tits upward and twisted in midair. The most wonderful warm splashes blasted into my stomach and deep inside my convulsing walls. Huge fingers stroked my throat as Troy’s rod expanded and pulsed, while the man fucking me caressed my trembling, spread thighs. At long last, tremors rattled me while the third, perhaps fourth, cock slipped from my over-filled pussy lips.

 

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