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By:Alexis Angel




 

The other man, the one in the white mask, comes up to my side and bends  over slightly. He grabs my right breasts and reaches for it with his  mouth, wrapping his lips around my rosy nipple. He starts to suck and  lick, pressing down on my hard tip with his tongue, and that's when I  bend forward, wanting Austin to get a good view of my ass. I know what's  going to happen now and, even though it makes me feel anxious, I can't  stop myself from wanting it.

"Can you take it?" Austin asks me, coming up to me and whispering against my ear.

"Yes," I simply say, shuddering as I feel his hands going down the side  of my body. He runs one finger over the length of my crack, stopping  when he meets my asshole, and then he starts to apply a gentle pressure  there. "Oh, God," I moan as he slides his finger inside my ass, probing  it and turning it around. I grit my teeth as I imagine his thick twelve  inches making their way inside my ass, and I place my arms over the  shoulders of the man I'm straddling. "Do it, Austin …  Do it, please … " I  moan-this time, begging comes easy. What's the use in trying to play  tough when I'm on a stage, surrounded by three men while dozens  (hundreds?) of women are looking at me, their brains frying with envy?

Without saying a word, Austin bends his knees slightly and, grabbing his  cock, he points it down and places his cock right against my asshole. I  grit my teeth so hard they might shatter, and that's when he starts to  push his cock inside of my ass, the fluids from my pussy coating his  shaft and acting as a lubricant.

"Fuck," I hiss as his shaft starts to push back against my inner walls, a  sting of pain making its way up my spine and flying straight to my  disoriented brain, but by the time it gets there, it has already turned  into bright pleasure. "All …  The …  Way … " I moan, and Austin keeps on  sliding his cock until all of his inches are inside of my ass,  stretching it wide. I take a deep hard breath, my body burning as the  two cocks inside of me start to move back and forth.

I keep still as Austin and the man in the black mask fuck me, their  cocks pounding into my pussy and ass at a hurried pace. With my insides  stretched to their limits, it doesn't take long for my moans to turn  into a sequence of hysterical screams. I'm on the verge of climaxing  again and, as the man in the white mask starts to pinch on one nipple  while he sucks the other, I make the leap.

Hissing through my gritted teeth, I try to keep conscious as pleasure  floods me, submerging my brain and taking control over my muscles. Both  my pussy and ass grip their cocks like a vice, and still they keep  thrusting, driving me toward the deep-end of an ocean of insanity.

Slowly, they start to slide their cocks out of me, and they pop out with  a maddening wet sound. I take one deep breath and go up to my feet; the  man in the white mask takes the chair to the side and, moving with  calculated movements, lays down on the stage. I look at his hard cock  with a hungry look and that's when Austin places his hand on my lower  back. "Go right ahead," he tells me, and I walk toward the man, sitting  on top of him. I grab his cock and guide it home, his cock pushing its  way past my lips and sliding easily inside of my pussy; after taking  Austin's cock, any other one is a breeze. Still, I gasp all the same as I  feel his shaft pulsing inside of me, the tip of his cock pressed  against that sweet spot.

With my knees by the side of his thighs, I lean into the masked man, my  hands on his chest, and angle myself so that Austin can position himself  behind me. He owns my pussy, but he wants to make sure I know who owns  my ass as well.

Going down to his knees behind me, he brushes one finger over the length  of my crack and then slides his index finger in my hole, pushing all  the way in and then taking it out in one flowing movement. Then he  replaces his finger with his cock and he starts to push, his thick shaft  once more burying itself deep inside of my ass.

"Hard, right?" he whispers, and I can't help but grin even though I know  he can't see my face. "I know that's how you like it," he tells me, and  then hooks his fingers on my hips and starts to thrust. The man under  me starts to do it as well, pistoning his cock into me and trying to  match the rhythm of Austin's movements. I scream as loud as I can, my  voice cutting through the loud music, but then the man in the black  mask, the one who had his cock inside my pussy just a few seconds ago,  positions himself right in front of me, standing tall. His cock casts a  long shadow over my face, and I know just what I have to do; it's funny,  even though I used to be a porn star, I never had every single one of  my holes filled at the same time. There's always a first time, right?

I crane my neck and, parting my lips, I rest them against the cock right  in front of me. Wasting no time, I slowly open my mouth as wide as I  can and then push my head down, swallowing the black-masked man's cock  in one sudden movement. I can still feel my fluids coating his shaft,  and that's almost too much for me; there's one cock in my mouth, another  in my pussy, and then Austin's in my ass. To taste my own pussy while  that happens …  Like I said, it's almost too much.

Suddenly, Austin starts thrusting faster and I scream even louder than  before, my vocal chords straining so much they might just snap. I close  my eyes and stop bobbing my head, allowing the man to fuck my mouth much  in the same way both my pussy and ass are being fucked right now. I'm  being ravaged with such intensity that I don't think I'll ever be the  same again; God, I've never felt this much pleasure in my entire life!

"This is Python, Destiny," Austin says, as his thrusts grow furious, his  thighs slapping my ass so fiercely that I have to dig my fingernails  into the chest of the white-masked man to stop myself from moving. "The  place where women are free to do anything." One thing's for sure, he's  not just saying it because it sounds pretty. No, he means it, and proof  of that is what's happening right now. The place where your dreams come  true indeed.

The three men are thrusting at such a vicious pace that my brain simply  starts functioning on autopilot. I'm barely conscious as I feel that  electric flicker inside my body, a crawling buzz that seems to take over  me. I'm close; I'm so close that I - OH MY FUCKING GOD!

I come like I've never come before, violent spasms forcing my muscles to  move as a massive orgasm explodes inside of me. I lean back, allowing  the cock inside my mouth to pop out, and I let out a scream so loud that  I'm sure I've just ruined my vocal chords for good. That electric fire  keeps on raging inside of me, destroying every ounce of rationality it  finds in its wake, and I keep screaming until I find the waves of climax  slowly receding. When I'm done and both men pull their cocks out of me,  I simply roll to the side and sprawl myself on the floor, my eyes  closed as I try to catch my breath. I don't even care that I'm on stage  right now; I'm too exhausted to move.

I stay like that for God knows how long, the chatter of the crowd like  the buzz of wasps all around me. When I start breathing somewhat  normally again, I open my eyes and force myself to sit up. I blink once  and then twice, my eyes adjusting to the bright glow of the lights, and I  realize that the masked men are gone. They fucked me and went away  without even cumming; Austin meant it when he said that this was all for  me. But Austin is still here, towering over me like a God, his giant  cock in his hand.

"On your knees," he tells me with a grin, and I do as he asks me. We're  facing the audience sideways, and they have a good view of us both; I  can tell by the way they ooh and aah as Austin starts stroking himself,  his hand flying back and forth over those twelve inches of his.

"Come … " I whisper, looking up at him with an expectant expression on my  face. My body is completely spent, but I still need to feel his warm  seed covering my naked skin. I need that warmness of his all over me,  and I need to know that I've made him cum. "Come all over me … " I tell  him again, and that's when his cock pulses against his fingers. In a  fraction of a second, a thick rope of cum flies from the tip of his cock  and hits me across the chest. Once that happens, he starts gushing like  a geyser, his semen spraying straight into my face and chest. I moan as  I feel his juices hitting my skin, and I grab my own breasts and I  start to smear it all over me. As I do it, he continues to spray his  load all over my body, covering me in white while thick drops of cum  drip down my stomach and find their way between my thighs.

"Fuck," he finally groans as his cock gives a dying spasm against his  fist. Breathing hard, but that eternal grin on his lips, he lets go of  his cock and places both his hands on my shoulders. Before I can  understand what he wants, he goes down to his knees and slides his hands  down so that they're on top of mine. He starts to smear his cum all  over my skin, his eyes burning into mine, and then he leans in to kiss  me.