SINFUL PLEASURES(EROTICA COLLECTION)

Chapter 3: SO BIG

Irina moaned. The mouths sucking on her t**s and the two fingers rubbing her c**t had chased any fear from her imagination, and she relaxed the muscles of her p***y as much as she could. Her p***y began to swell and stretch. A tiny little spark of pain jumped in the side of her p***y wall, but then she felt it massaged away. The man working her c**t started to rub it a little faster. Tongues slithered against her n*****s.

One of the men rubbing his c**k climbed up on the bed, straddled Irina, and knelt down on top of her. She could feel the hairs on his balls tickle her twitching stomach as he worked his d**k harder and faster, harder and faster, squeezing the glistening cockhead.

“Uhh,” he moaned. His belly and thighs began to tense up.

Irina’s p***y was spreading, opening. He rubbed harder, aiming his d**k towards Irina’s face like a cannon.

“Yeah.” His balls lifted, his belly trembled, and he bit his lower lip and growled, “Oh, here it fuckin’ comes!”

Irina felt a load splash onto her collarbone, spattering droplets of c*m everywhere, and running in rivers down her neck and shoulders, into her hair. She squealed as another huge jet of c*m gushed like a fountain between her t**s. As the guy’s giant squirt dried up, she suddenly became aware of the c**k between her legs. It was almost inside!

The man on top of her squeezed the last droplets of c*m from his d**k, shaking them onto her like he’d just taken a luscious piss. c*m dribbled down Irina’s sides.

“You always c*m like a fuckin’ elephant,” someone said.

The man between her legs was starting to swirl the head of his c**k around, stretching her p***y muscles, working her open. It wouldn’t be long now. Just a few more strokes and he’d be in. She started to push out. He felt it. His whole head was in now, except for the ridge, that last little hang-up of flesh. She kept working her p***y outward. It was easy, once she got the hang of it. He worked her back. Every time she flexed, another few millimeters went in.

If she paid attention to the warm, wet mouths working her titties into a frenzy, it was easier to flex. The fingers rubbing her c**t slowed down and gave her a few slow, direct strokes right on the head of her nub. A new wave of warmth spread throughout her p***y.

That was all it took. Irina’s cunt spread open, and the giant c**k slid halfway in. Another push took him all the way up to his base. The crowd cheered.

He f****d her just like he’d gotten his c**k inside — like he was rooting around in her p***y to try to draw out every drop of pleasure. Every motion of his d**k felt enormous, something huge being pulled out of her entire body and then filled back in. She squeezed, once, and it was just too much, so she kept flexing her p***y in that new way, trying to pull his c**k as far inside her as she could.

The men above her were gasping and moaning as they worked their c***s. Sweat showered off them, and droplets of pre-c*m spattered across Irina’s body. Someone gasped, “Ah — ah — f**k!” and another warm wet splatter hit Irina’s body.

The c**k inside her was making something deep well up, was making every nerve in her entire body draw into her cunt. She screamed into her gag. She arched her back. She squeezed her legs around his back. He grabbed her hips and f****d her with a firm, steady rhythm. She howled.

Another jet of c*m landed across her face, collecting on her eyelashes and dribbling into her nostrils. Her t**s were going to explode. Her c**t was a hard nub of fire ready to burst. Her cunt was swollen up like never before and he just kept thrusting, thrusting, thrusting. She was going to c*m. Oh, if the fingers on her c**t worked it just a little harder, it would be perfect. She tried to push her c**t outwards, into the fingertips. Twin streams of c*m rained down on her. Irina’s p***y seized into its first spasm.

Then something new happened. A wet blast of something shot out of her cunt and splashed all over the man’s chest and stomach. She squealed from the force of her c*m. He pulled his d**k out a little bit and said, “Hey, this b***h is a squirter!”

Irina gasped. Another push yielded an even bigger gush that soaked the man’s c**k and swirled around his balls. The crowd was yelling, stomping, howling as Irina’s cunt emptied its juice all over the cot.

Irina closed her eyes and lost herself in a sea of c*m and c***s and sweat and squirting. Her p***y creamed over and over as the men fought each other to sink their c***s into it. Splashes of c*m splattered across her face and her breasts as the d***s above her burst with creamy bursts.

Aftermath

Finally, wrung out and spent to the point of numbness, Irina collapsed back on the cot. Her vision began to blur, and she moaned as her head lolled to one side.

“All right, boys, she’s had enough,” somebody said.

Somebody undid the restraints at her wrists. Irina drifted off into a warm haze, feeling the still-wet c*m trickling from her p***y.

She was still drowsy on the plane ride back home. Every time she thought of the events of this last weekend, her c**t shuddered and her n*****s hardened, and sweet liquor began to run down her p***y lips. c*m had been flowing out of her for two days. She had even found a dime-sized load of c*m in her ear.

Everyone was asleep. Irina was alone in her aisle. Under the blanket, she unbuttoned her slacks and worked her c**t with the tip of one finger. She’d been drinking water all morning. She built up her c*m until she couldn’t hold back any longer, then zipped her pants up and went to the restroom.

Inside, she locked the door and knelt in front of the toilet, placing her bare p***y above the rim. She’d replayed every moment hundreds of times already, but this time she thought of the man who’d whispered dirty talk to her as he f****d her. She thought about the slow rhythm of his c**k in her p***y. She invented new things for him to say.

Yeah cunt, she thought as she worked her c**t. I’m gonna fill you up with my load. I got a big one for you. You’re gonna feel it in your f*****g ears. Then I’m gonna draw it out of you too. p***y’s gonna squirt like a big f*****g d**k.

Irina’s c**t spasmed and a huge jet of c*m burst from her p***y. She held it open, and pushed out all the squirt, emptied herself until she was dry. Satisfied, she zipped up and went back to her seat.