SINFUL PLEASURES(EROTICA COLLECTION)

Chapter 2: A GOOD CUNT

The two men closest to Irina’s breasts knelt down beside her and started to lick. Their tongues circled around her n*****s and fluttered against the most sensitive spots, right at her tips. Irina arched her back, pushing further into their touch. She felt her c**t swell and grow, pushing her p***y lips aside. One man opened his mouth and took almost her entire breast inside, slathering it with his tongue, and the other sucked on her n****e so hard she thought she really might squirt milk. Juice flowed out of her p***y.

Irina moaned. Above their heads she could see the other men working their d***s, and she thought of all the c*m built up inside them, the glistening cockheads ready to burst, the splatter of c*m across her bare skin. Her dress was sliced in two down the middle, and the two pieces were ripped apart to another round of cheers.

A c**k was sliding against her wet n****e, its slit pointed right at her face. She felt a tongue start to stroke her p***y lips. The bald guy had knelt between her legs, and as his tongue spread to her c**t, she sucked in her breath. Her stomach and thighs contracted, lifting her hips off the cot.

“Cunt’s ready,” somebody said.

“Fuckin’ seed her already,” somebody else said.

The bald guy stood up, pulled his c**k back to his stomach, and let it smack against Irina’s c**t. She jumped. He placed the tip of his c**k at the opening of her p***y, right between her outer lips. Her titties were being sucked so hard that her warm p***y juice coated the head of his d**k and flowed down his shaft.

“Daddy’s home,” he said, and slammed the full eight inches in her p***y.

Irina gasped. Tears squeezed out of her eyes as her shocked p***y stretched open.

“That’s it, make her fuckin’ taste it!” someone yelled.

He f****d her in long, hard strokes, and she squealed and moaned behind her gag as she started to feel her first orgasm building.

“Yeah, that’s good cunt,” he growled.

He pumped her so hard that her whole body rattled with the force of his thrusts, and the men who’d been sucking her breasts had to stand up.

The men standing over Irina were starting to rub their d***s harder, making their balls bounce up and down, reminding her of how heavy with c*m they were. The man with his c**k in her p***y started moaning, pressing his c**k in like he was trying to cram his balls inside, and she knew he was about to c*m. Her p***y was so tight and swollen and hot and she knew she was only a few seconds away herself...

The c**k inside her p***y disappeared. She heard a low “UHN! f**k!” and then a warm, thick jet of c*m splattered all over her belly and her t**s. Another one coated her hip and part of her thigh. He aimed his d**k between her legs for the last shot, and she felt a big squirt land against her throbbing c**t.

The youngest guy in the group, the one who’d sucked on her n****e, gasped “Oooooh!” and a warm gooey puddle formed on Irina’s breast. She looked up to catch a glimpse of a thick rope of c*m flowing from his cockhead, which he drizzled across her aching n****e.

Another man knelt between her legs, rubbed a thick handful of lube along the length of his d**k, and then worked it into her p***y. His c**k was even bigger than the last guy’s and at first she didn’t believe it would fit, but with a pop it slid past her inner circle, filling her p***y to a depth she didn’t even know she had. It felt so good, sliding in and out, so full. This guy lifted her legs over his shoulders and worked her p***y steadily, keeping her arousal constant, like he was stoking a fire, whispering yeah and mmm. The thick cockhead rubbed the inside of her p***y wall in a completely new way, and she felt a warm, full, funny feeling welling up where she would usually pee.

“You like that b***h,” he whispered.

Irina started to tremble. The men above her glistened with sweat and lube. Their c***s were starting to turn red and purple. A few drops of pre-c*m landed on her stomach. The pool of c*m on her breast flowed down into her armpit. He kept f*****g, f*****g, f*****g, f*****g, always at the same steady pace.

“I got a big big load for this p***y,” he went on. “Yeah, I can feel it in my balls now. Oh f**k —” he shuddered “— yeah, there goes my point of no return, right there. Oh, you’re getting this squirt now, b***h. Empty my balls out. Fuckin’ firehose in your cunt. Oh yeah, oh yeah, it’s coming up now, nnnnnnnn —”

He grasped Irina’s legs and leaned his head back and pushed his c**k so far in that her p***y lips and her c**t squished against his stomach. His d**k contracted, over and over, and she felt a warm wet pool spreading inside her p***y. Irina shuddered and closed her eyes.

The apartment door opened.

“The f**k is going on in here?” a gruff voice bellowed.

The guys stepped back from Irina’s cot. They pumped their fists in the air and yelled “Yeah!” “All right!”

Irina looked up. A short, stocky man in a janitor’s uniform closed the door behind him and locked it. “You boys been saving a piece for me, I hope?”

“Always!” somebody yelled.

The guy who’d been f*****g Irina stood up, backed away, and offered her p***y to the newcomer. “She’s all primed up,” he said. “Wet like a fuckin’ faucet on your dick.”

The newcomer unbuttoned his shirt and stepped out of it to reveal a hairy, muscular chest and pierced n*****s. He unbuckled his belt and pulled out the biggest c**k Irina had ever seen. The bright red cockhead was almost as big as her fist, and the veiny shaft nearly the length of her arm, and almost twice as thick. She squeaked behind her gag, half from intense arousal and half from sudden worry that she’d tear.

“He pointed to the three guys standing around with limp d***s. “Suck on her t**s and work her c**t. I want her p***y creaming.”

Warm wet mouths engulfed Irina’s n*****s again, licking and sucking and tickling them until they were hard and puckered and every touch sent an intense shock down to her p***y. A pair of slick fingertips rubbed slow circles around her c**t. He knelt between Irina’s legs and touched the head of his c**k to her p***y lips. It matched the entire circumference of her vulva — it would never go in. She wailed behind the gag.

“Lube,” he said. Someone threw the bottle of lube.

He caught the bottle in midair, and slathered up his c**k. Gently, he began to work his cockhead into her p***y. He eased it into her wet slit until her outer lips engulfed the head, and his oozing tip reached the entrance to her p***y. He kneaded the opening of her p***y with it, in long, deep, massaging strokes.

“I’m patient, b***h,” he said to her. “It’s gonna go all the way up your cunt eventually. Yeah. I know how to wait.”