Meanwhile, Dennis had emerged from
beneath her skirt. He dragged her panties and skirt down her legs so her
glistening bare pussy was revealed. He stood and took out his cock, rubbing it
fast with his fist while he watched Candy sucking Frank and pumping Miguel.
“She’s got a free hand, bro,” Miguel
said. “Use it.”
Candy was as limp as a doll,
helplessly giving in when Dennis took her other hand and wrapped it around his
cock. Bob stood and moved to a better vantage point where none of the men’s
bodies was blocking his view.
Candy sat on the very edge of the
couch with Frank in front of her, nearly gagging her as he fucked her mouth,
and the others on either side, forcing her to pump their cocks. She
whimpered--a soft, sad little sound that wrenched Bob’s heart and simultaneously
made him so hard he thought he’d come right then. The image of the used girl
was so erotic and so sensual it set his body on fire.
Bob dropped his trousers and joined
his friends at last. “Get her on the floor,” he ordered.
Frank pulled out of Candy’s mouth and
pulled her to her knees in the center of the floor. Bob moved in behind her so
she was surrounded on all sides by men.
“Please, don’t,” Candy whispered in a
high, tiny, voice. But she didn’t use her safe phrase so Bob knew it was part
of the act.
The men massaged their own cocks,
hands moving briskly, fists slapping against their bellies. Candy knelt in the
middle, a pathetic little figure, so small and feminine.
Miguel groaned as he came close to the
edge. He held out his cock to Candy. “Suck me now,” he demanded and she opened
her mouth obediently. He shoved himself inside, grasping the sides of her head
and pumping and cursing. When he’d reached the pinnacle, he pulled out and shot
his load over her gasping mouth. Spatters of white dripped from her lips and
chin.
“Oh, yeah, that’s so hot,” Dennis
grunted. He grasped Candy’s head and turned it his way just as he came. He
missed her mouth, but slashes of cream decorated her left cheek and eye. He
pulled his cock until he was empty, shaking every last drop onto her face.
Meanwhile, Frank didn’t bother to turn her around. He shot his load onto the
side of her head, streams of cum sliding down her pigtail.
Bob had seen his share of cumshots in
video and live at various clubs and parties. But it was a different thing
entirely to watch his own special little girl debased like this. He hated it.
He loved it. He craved it. Jerking her around to face him, he released with a
groan, spraying the side of her face that Dennis had missed, making her blink
as his jizz hit her eye.
Candy continued to kneel, whimpering
softly, as the men around her caught their breath and came back from the primal
place they’d gone. Cum slipped down her face. Her tongue darted out to lick her
lips clean, but other than that, she just let it drip. She looked so incredibly
hot with her face spattered in semen.
“Don’t have her wipe up. I like to see
her like that.” Frank said what they all were thinking. Miguel helped her to
her feet and offered her another drink, which Candy drank greedily.
Bob faded to the background again,
letting the others carry on the show.
“You did good,” Miguel soothed as he
stroked Candy’s hair. “Really sexy, honey.”
“Yeah,” Dennis said. “Why don’t you
sit down and have a reward for all your hard work.”
Candy sat on the couch again and
Dennis pushed her legs wide apart so the others could watch. He spread her
folds with his fingers so everyone could see her flushed pussy and dark
entrance. “Isn’t she pretty?”
He bent and proceeded to eat her out,
no panties or skirt hampering him this time. The wet sounds of his mouth
smacking against her cunt filled the room, and Bob felt his cock begin to stir
to life again.
Dennis groaned and nuzzled deep. He
loved pussy. And Candy whined and lifted her hips toward him. Her head whipped
from side to side against the back of the couch, cum drying on her cheeks. “Oh
gosh, that feels so good. More. Please. More.”
When he’d taken her right up to the
edge, Dennis pulled away. Candy cried out in disappointment.
“Sorry, not yet. You have to earn
more.” He left her gasping and sobbing on the couch and went to refresh his
drink.
Candy started to reach for her pussy
to finish herself off, but Frank moved her hand away. “Nu-uh. We’ll tell you
when you can come.”
She was a beautiful sight, lying
there, so miserable in her desperate need to come. Her white blouse was on but
unbuttoned, showing her perky little tits. Her pussy and legs were bare, but
her anklets and saddle shoes remained on. And her cum-decorated face was
twisted in an expression of pain as she held back her orgasm.
All three men looked to Bob for
guidance. He’d sworn there would be no penetration unless he allowed it, but he
knew they wanted to go farther. Another round of blow jobs wasn’t enough.
“All right, double team her,” he
ordered gruffly.
“On the floor, bitch,” Frank growled,
always the bully. “On all fours like a dog.”
Candy scrambled to obey. Dennis knelt
in front of her and Frank moved behind. He lubed his cock and aimed it at her
ass. It hadn’t taken long for any of them to grow hard again. How could it with
the vision of Candy in abject submission?
Frank didn’t hesitate. He spread her
ass cheeks wide and placed himself at her small, puckered hole. He prepped it
with a little lube, but took no time to ease and stretch the opening with his
fingers before drilling into it. His cock was a battering ram and her body had
no option but to crumble before it.
As Candy opened her mouth, Dennis
filled it with his cock, muffling her cries. The two men were not gentle or
careful. They used her hard: Dennis jamming the full length of his cock into
her mouth until she nearly choked, Frank ramming every inch of his shaft into
her channel.
Bob stepped forward. “Hey.” But he
didn’t say anything more. He was too entranced by the horrible, wonderful sight
of Candy being fucked with ruthless glee by his friends.
“Fuck. You’ve got yourself a hottie,”
Miguel whispered, fondling his cock as he watched.
“Dennis, back off,” Bob said. “Give
her a chance to breathe.”
Dennis groaned but obeyed, pulling his
cock from her mouth.
Candy gasped for air.
“Are you okay? Do you want them to
quit?” Bob asked.
She shook her head, casting a quick
glance at him. It was all right, her eyes said. She wanted to continue on with
the show.
So he watched silently as Dennis
pumped into her mouth until he came and Frank plowed her ass. He gripped her
hips and pistoned against her, grunting with every thrust and driving her body
forward. He released with a loud cry, shuddering against her.
When the two were finished, they
pulled out, leaving Candy on all fours, her head bowed to the floor, her
wide-open asshole dribbling Frank’s cum. Bob was rock hard and ready to take
Frank’s place behind her.
“I want her pussy. Can I have her
pussy?” Miguel begged. “Me underneath her and you coming in from behind?”
“Give her some time to recover for
God’s sake.” Bob crouched down beside Candy and drew her hair, which had come
loose from the pigtail, away from her face. “Hey, are you all right? Are you
sure you want to keep on with this.”
She looked up at him and her eyes were
blazing. “This is the fucking hottest thing I’ve ever done. It hurts. It’s
hard. But I want it. Fuck me some more. I’m begging you.”
“Okay. But afterward I’m going to take
care of you my little girl.”
He helped her take off her blouse and
she was completely naked now, except for her girlish anklets and shoes.
Miguel lay on his back on the carpet.
Candy straddled his hips, easing slow and easy down onto his erection until he
was fully engulfed inside her. Miguel’s hands wrapped around her waist.
Kneeling behind her, Bob noted the
gentle curve of her spine and Miguel’s brown fingers gripping her. Candy bent
over him to lift her rear so Bob could have access to it. He spread lube on his
cock and into her hole, but her anus was already wide open from Frank’s entry.
It would be easy to slip inside.
He rested a hand on her back and
leaned over her to whisper, “Easy, baby, easy. Let me know if it’s too much.”
And then he pushed into her.
* * * *
Candy felt like she was on an
amusement park ride that went on and on. Her senses were overwhelmed by the
room full of testosterone and all that masculine attention focused directly on
her. She’d never really gotten the attraction some women had to having a bunch
of guys circle jerk and spew on her face. But now she understood it. Being
surrounded by horny men and their huge jutting cocks all aiming at her like
guns was a big thrill. It made her feel helpless and vulnerable and at the same
time powerful. She was the magnet that drew them all, the center point of their
compass.
They desired her and wanted to use
her, and though there was none of the love and caring that her Daddy gave her,
for the moment it was enough. She’d accepted the shower of their cum spattering
over her like a benediction, breathing in the earthy scent and tasting it on
her tongue.
Then Dennis had spread her wide for
all of them to see. Her gaze had traveled from face to face, all of those eyes
riveted on her open pussy. She was there for them, a sex object, a thing, but
that didn’t bother her. She wanted to be their toy for the night. She wanted to
please her Daddy’s friends and make him proud of her.
Dennis had licked her nearly to the
edge of coming, his tongue and mouth different from Daddy’s, but good all the
same. Just as she was about to climax, he quit and told her to wait. It was
hard to hold back, but she did as she was told.
Candy loved how her Daddy had checked
with her before he let the men start fucking her. Of course, she’d said yes.
She wouldn’t back out now. Frank had been rough on her ass. She’d had anal sex
before, but usually with careful preparation. He’d plowed into her so hard, her
body burned as it stretched around his impossible girth. And then Dennis had
been fucking her mouth, stuffing his cock so deep he choked her. Her nose was
buried in the wiry fluff of his public hair.
Candy’s body started to tense up as
she fought these twin sensations. They would choke her, make her ass bleed. She
couldn’t take so much cock at once. She forced herself to relax, open wide,
breathe and allow them to do with her what they willed. The moment her will
submitted to theirs, everything became easier. She was an open vessel for the
men to fill any way they chose, and God, how she loved that feeling of debasement.
The ramming and pumping went on and
on. It hurt. It was uncomfortable. And yet deep inside her she felt a deep
thrill rising. She was heading toward orgasm, rising higher and higher on the
growing wave. Any second she would come. But suddenly the men were finished and
pulling out of her.
Once more Bob gave her the chance to
stop it. There was no way she would quit now. Her body was on fire, her ass
aching, her hands and knees scraped from the rough carpet, her mouth sore from
having so many cocks shoved in it. But she wasn’t finished yet, and so she
begged him for more.
The nice guy, Miguel lay beneath her
and his long, somewhat slender cock glided easily into her yawning pussy. Then
Daddy moved behind her. She felt his hands grip her hips, gentler than Frank,
and his cock slip into her sore anus. The ring of muscle was already stretched
and he entered easily. Her body squeezed tight around him, pulling him deep.
She felt him pressed against her back, heard his heavy breathing near her ear.
Below her, Miguel groaned and thrust. And she was pinned between their bodies,
between their twin cocks.
The feeling of absolute fulfillment
was beyond anything she’d ever imagined. She couldn’t think why she’d never
tried this before. Flesh surrounded her and filled her and she lost herself in
the strength of the two bodies that cradled her.
First Miguel filled her, then Bob,
pushing her back and forth between them. She planted her hands into the carpet
on either side of Miguel’s shoulders and held steady while the men pumped and
grunted. Her pleasure in giving them pleasure was a powerful thing.
I am
nothing, merely a collection of holes to fill. They are everything big and
strong and powerful.
I worship them. I was made for this.
Erratic
thoughts darted through her mind as the men heaved against her.
Bob began to thrust faster, changing
his rhythm and suddenly they both filled her at once as hard and deep as they
could. She cried out at the intense pain and in that moment her climax speared
through her like a lightning bolt. She screamed, tears pouring from her eyes
and her body shuddering from the power of her orgasm. She melted and lost
herself in the pounding bodies that claimed her.
For a second, Candy actually lost
consciousness from the extremity of her bliss. When she came back to herself,
Miguel was shaking beneath her as he came, and Bob had frozen with his cock
buried so deep in her ass it felt he would cleave it in two.