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“What… ugn, ugn… does it look like, ugn… I’m doing, Donnie? …ugn, ugn!” replied Jay to his jaw-dropped biking partner standing at the wide open door.
“Really Jay? Again?” said Donnie.
Again? What did he mean by again? I thought. Oh my god, how many had Jay done? What number was I?
“Ugn… what can I say Donnie? Ugn… I guess I… ugn… really like this shit… ugn… ugn…” Jay loathed with a sick smile on his face. “I mean, I… ugn… was helping… ugn… this sissy, ugn… with some bags, ugn, ugn… he began flirting with me, ugn… ugn… So… what, ugn… do you… want? ugn… ugn… What the fuck are you, ugn… calling me… for? Ugn… Stop bitching around… ugn… ugn… and come… give me ugn… ugn… give me a hand… ugn… ugn…. You’ll like it… ugn… ugn… I’m tellinya… ugn… these sweet cheeks are… ugn… ugn… really good, ugn... ugn… giggly as yello… ugn… ugn… and the hole is pretty tight… ugn… you’ll love this… ugn… this boy-pussy is… ugn… ugn… very fucking tight… ugn… ugn…”
Hearing Jay say that I was the one flirting with him was really annoying, but the fact that he was sharing me got me even more upset. Was I a communal entertainment now? But still, nothing had changed much. There was not much I could do against such big dudes.
I continued hearing the conversation exchange and soon Donnie’s voice was already inside the room. Donnie even sounded quite amused by the invitation. I was confused and scared of what could happen to me at this point.
All of the sudden, Jay, who had a strong grip on my hair, yanked it hard enough to lifted my torso from the mattress while still fornicating me. The yank made me arched my back and let out a squeal. Following that motion, Jay moved my still-bent-over body away from the bed, and redirected it to where Donnie’s voice came from. Upon looking at Donnie, I confirmed his identity: the other biker; the sour-puss one.
The next thing I saw was Donnie’s zipper, which was being undone. I thought that was the queue for me to sort out the misunderstanding, because, to start, I was not flirting with anyone at the parking lot.
“But I…” I began saying before Jay abruptly smacked me in the head.
“Who the fuck tolcha could speak, cunt?” Jay said with a sergeant’s authority. “Shut up and suck him!”
Jay spanked me three times really hard. I squealed each time. Jay, then, still clenching my hair, relayed the grip unto Donnie’s clasping hands. As soon as Donnie got control of my head, he shoved my face unto his hairy, fleshy and smelly genitals.
With my face on collision course towards the blobby crotch, all I could see before I closed my eyes was that Donnie had already pulled his pants down and he had the tiniest limp dick I had seen since I was a k** at the YMCA.
My fumbling lips felt lost in the wild bush of pubic hair under the biggest belly I have ever seen at contact distance. The gland of Donnie’s flaccid penis and its short neck did not seem much bigger than my last girlfriend’s hardened clit. I caught Donnie’s glorified clitoris easily in my mouth. He buried my face onto his spongy crotch so hard and anxiously that I could barely breathe. And like Jay, Donnie’s crotch smelled like he hadn’t had bath in the last few of days either.
“Way to go, cock-sucking bitch!” Jay said in mockery. He slapped my ass three times really hard again, making me screech that many times. “Very good, sweet cheeks… ugn… ugn… ugn… you’re a queen… us at… ugn… sucking… ugn, ugn”
There was no way I could take on one of these fat bastards, let alone the two of them; so I didn’t resist. I took what little air I could, and tried to suck Donnie’s dick. I was thinking sucking Donnie would be a real challenge; he was so small. Initially, I was having better luck tickling and licking it with my tongue.
After a few minutes, Donnie relaxed his grip of my head and face against his crotch, and allowed me to breathe. I gasped and inhaled deeply several times.
I was still being held bent forward, but I risked a look up. A could barely see Donnie’s bearded face because of his enormous gut.
Donnie looked down at me and said: “Mmmm, that’s good, baby… aaaah… comm’n… keep suckin’ me good like that… mmmmm… and I promise I’ll be a sweet daddy for you, OK?” Then, he scowled at Jay. “And you, ass hole, there’s no need to be so rough on him. I want to get some of that pussy too”.
Eventually, I noticed that Donnie’s dick had hardened considerably. I did not think it had grown to even an average size, but at least it had become something I could suck on.
And there I was: totally naked in my room being gangbanged from opposite directions by a couple of unknown, fat motorcycle riders. Jay had me bent over in front of him with my elbow-crossed arms clasped on my back and penetrated from behind.
On the other end, Donnie had my mouth plugged with his undersize manhood. But at least, he was being gentler and showed more appreciation for my service than that prick, Jay. He was even caressing and rubbing my hair as I suck his wiener, in contrast to Jay’s spanking.
It was weird, but I was beginning to feel encouraged by Donnie to the point where I was actually putting a willing effort to suck his dick. Donnie’s reaction to my lip and tongue work had been quite enticing. His nicer attitude helped me getting used to his stark pubic stench and motivated to not only somewhat enjoy what was going on, also incur in some creativity.
I noticed that Donnie was especially sensitive on his balls. He didn’t like me sucking on his sack, but he loved the licking and the kissing. On the other hand, he totally loved having his cute, little penis gland heavily sucked, and even slightly teethed and bitten. He also adored me paying attention to his bushy, fatty pubic flesh.
Again, it was really challenging maintaining that uncomfortable bent position with his larger-than-life belly interfering with my task, but Donnie’s tried real hard to lift his belly at the same time that he affectionately caressed and rubbed my hair, neck and upper back. He was really letting me know how much he enjoying my oral service.
Fortunately for me, Donnie, knowing how a big guy of a guy he was, finally said that he was unbearably uncomfortable. I was hoping that at some point, he would say that. So he decided to get on the bed. He laid back on the bed with his knees bent at the edge and feet planted on the floor.
Once Donnie got comfortable; then, Jay re-positioned me accordingly, and continued having his fun at my expense. He still had me bent-over in front of him with my face between Donnie’s massive legs.
I had to admit that Jay was a stud. He must have been pumping me for more than 20 minutes without losing much intensity and without stopping for non-other than to spit on his dick every once in a while to add some minimal lubrication.
I have to admit that at that point, we were all in a groove and I was even moaning. All the fucking, the sweat, the sensual bear-growling sounds, massively hairy skin texture, body odors, Donnie’s caresses and Jay’s spankings had eventually caught up with me and had taken me to mating mood. My dick had even become really hard and it was swinging stiff along my balls with every ramming.
“You know, sweet cheeks, ugn, ugn…” Jay said after a few minutes of only hearing my lusty breathing and growls. “you have a, ugn, ugn… beautifull feminine ass, ugn, ugn… feels, aaaaah, ugn, ugn, feels soooo good and, ugn, ugn… and tight, ugn… such a nice, ugn, ugn… pussy-ass, ugn, ugn…”
I felt Jay’s balls slamming the bottom of my ass as his penis dug deep into my rear chute. His piston treatment continued for several more minutes until he finally began building up. I could sense his struggle to keep his pace. He groaned loud. It almost seemed like he didn’t want the climax to occur; like if he was fighting it. All of the sudden, Jay stopped.
He disengaged from my ass.., I squealed. He grabbed me by the hair and led me to climb on the bed with him, and to get on top of Donnie. I looked up to Jay in confusion, but I followed the instructions. And Donnie happily welcomed the change of plans. The bigger guy seemed to be pleased with the prospect of having me riding his knobby cock.
“Comm’n bitch, get up. Get on top of Donnie. I want you to ride this fat mother fucker” he ordered.
I was startled, but I didn’t even try to resist. I just did as told. I climbed on the bed and threw a leg over Donnie’s wide body as he lay happily on his back. With my legs spread open, I squatted and landed my wrecked ass on Donnie’s puffy crotch at the bottom of his huge gut.
Once on top, it was not hard for me to handle Donnie. Jay’s manhood was not big, but after all the wear and tear I experienced under Jay, I felt like inserting Donnie’s little wiener into my gaping hole was like throwing a hot dog into one of the New York City subway tunnels. Seconds later, I was bouncing on and riding merrily Donnie’s hard-on.
Jay, however, stood on the bed next to us, leveling his crotch to my face and feeding me his cock. I took Jay’s shaft with a hand and pumped it as I bobbed my head while sucking him.
A minute later, I looked at the mirror and saw the entire scene in it. I caught myself grinding my sweating, oscillating body on top of Donnie’s lap while sucking Jays cock. But my favorite sight was Donnie’s face. His happy smirk as he lay back and holding my hips under me was worth millions.
When I first saw Donnie at the motel’s parking half an hour earlier, I remember wondering if he ever had a bit of fun in his whole life. But now, Donnie’s reactions were really gratifying to the pressures and frictions my body was providing him. I took all his moans and growl, and his funny and lusty grins as compliments. The look on his face when I was riding him finally made all this experience worth for me and I could totally say I was enjoying myself.
However, Jay snatched me away from my day-dream and reminded me that there was still a duty to complete.
“Comm’n bitch, swallow it! Ah… ah… ah!” Jay said ramming his cock deep into my throat.
Luckily, it didn’t take long for him to reach his climax. Soon, his body tensed and began convulsing. He grabbed my head even tighter, impaling his rod all the way into my mouth. I felt his semen to flowing powerfully out of his scrotum and instant earlier. Then, he shot his semen at the deeper end of my throat. He didn’t loosened his grip until his balls, pressed against my lower lip and chin, were totally drained.
“Take bitch, take it aaaaaaah! …ugn… ugn… cunt, take it aaaaall… aaaaah” he said, still coming.
I had all of Jay’s juice in my throat. I could barely breathe so I gulped it all down.
“Clean it, bitch, clean it!” He said when he was done. Then, he slowly retrieved his now semi-hard penis from my mouth.
I made sure to lick and suck all the residues of white ooze, saliva or any other bodily fluid left on his dick. I cleaned it all.
“Aaaaaah, gooood, bitch, good… Now, make sure you do Donnie boy here completely too, you hear me?” Jay arrogantly demanded. “Or I’ll come later, and make you sorry”
Jay wiped any saliva remains on his flaccid dick on my face; then, his hands; and finally, he slapped lightly a few times my right cheek. Then, he climbed down the bed, put on his short jeans and left the room. But the bastard didn’t close the door entirely, leaving it half open.
But I tried not to pay much attention to that. After all, I was finally done with that Jay jerk.
“Really Jay? Again?” said Donnie.
Again? What did he mean by again? I thought. Oh my god, how many had Jay done? What number was I?
“Ugn… what can I say Donnie? Ugn… I guess I… ugn… really like this shit… ugn… ugn…” Jay loathed with a sick smile on his face. “I mean, I… ugn… was helping… ugn… this sissy, ugn… with some bags, ugn, ugn… he began flirting with me, ugn… ugn… So… what, ugn… do you… want? ugn… ugn… What the fuck are you, ugn… calling me… for? Ugn… Stop bitching around… ugn… ugn… and come… give me ugn… ugn… give me a hand… ugn… ugn…. You’ll like it… ugn… ugn… I’m tellinya… ugn… these sweet cheeks are… ugn… ugn… really good, ugn... ugn… giggly as yello… ugn… ugn… and the hole is pretty tight… ugn… you’ll love this… ugn… this boy-pussy is… ugn… ugn… very fucking tight… ugn… ugn…”
Hearing Jay say that I was the one flirting with him was really annoying, but the fact that he was sharing me got me even more upset. Was I a communal entertainment now? But still, nothing had changed much. There was not much I could do against such big dudes.
I continued hearing the conversation exchange and soon Donnie’s voice was already inside the room. Donnie even sounded quite amused by the invitation. I was confused and scared of what could happen to me at this point.
All of the sudden, Jay, who had a strong grip on my hair, yanked it hard enough to lifted my torso from the mattress while still fornicating me. The yank made me arched my back and let out a squeal. Following that motion, Jay moved my still-bent-over body away from the bed, and redirected it to where Donnie’s voice came from. Upon looking at Donnie, I confirmed his identity: the other biker; the sour-puss one.
The next thing I saw was Donnie’s zipper, which was being undone. I thought that was the queue for me to sort out the misunderstanding, because, to start, I was not flirting with anyone at the parking lot.
“But I…” I began saying before Jay abruptly smacked me in the head.
“Who the fuck tolcha could speak, cunt?” Jay said with a sergeant’s authority. “Shut up and suck him!”
Jay spanked me three times really hard. I squealed each time. Jay, then, still clenching my hair, relayed the grip unto Donnie’s clasping hands. As soon as Donnie got control of my head, he shoved my face unto his hairy, fleshy and smelly genitals.
With my face on collision course towards the blobby crotch, all I could see before I closed my eyes was that Donnie had already pulled his pants down and he had the tiniest limp dick I had seen since I was a k** at the YMCA.
My fumbling lips felt lost in the wild bush of pubic hair under the biggest belly I have ever seen at contact distance. The gland of Donnie’s flaccid penis and its short neck did not seem much bigger than my last girlfriend’s hardened clit. I caught Donnie’s glorified clitoris easily in my mouth. He buried my face onto his spongy crotch so hard and anxiously that I could barely breathe. And like Jay, Donnie’s crotch smelled like he hadn’t had bath in the last few of days either.
“Way to go, cock-sucking bitch!” Jay said in mockery. He slapped my ass three times really hard again, making me screech that many times. “Very good, sweet cheeks… ugn… ugn… ugn… you’re a queen… us at… ugn… sucking… ugn, ugn”
There was no way I could take on one of these fat bastards, let alone the two of them; so I didn’t resist. I took what little air I could, and tried to suck Donnie’s dick. I was thinking sucking Donnie would be a real challenge; he was so small. Initially, I was having better luck tickling and licking it with my tongue.
After a few minutes, Donnie relaxed his grip of my head and face against his crotch, and allowed me to breathe. I gasped and inhaled deeply several times.
I was still being held bent forward, but I risked a look up. A could barely see Donnie’s bearded face because of his enormous gut.
Donnie looked down at me and said: “Mmmm, that’s good, baby… aaaah… comm’n… keep suckin’ me good like that… mmmmm… and I promise I’ll be a sweet daddy for you, OK?” Then, he scowled at Jay. “And you, ass hole, there’s no need to be so rough on him. I want to get some of that pussy too”.
Eventually, I noticed that Donnie’s dick had hardened considerably. I did not think it had grown to even an average size, but at least it had become something I could suck on.
And there I was: totally naked in my room being gangbanged from opposite directions by a couple of unknown, fat motorcycle riders. Jay had me bent over in front of him with my elbow-crossed arms clasped on my back and penetrated from behind.
On the other end, Donnie had my mouth plugged with his undersize manhood. But at least, he was being gentler and showed more appreciation for my service than that prick, Jay. He was even caressing and rubbing my hair as I suck his wiener, in contrast to Jay’s spanking.
It was weird, but I was beginning to feel encouraged by Donnie to the point where I was actually putting a willing effort to suck his dick. Donnie’s reaction to my lip and tongue work had been quite enticing. His nicer attitude helped me getting used to his stark pubic stench and motivated to not only somewhat enjoy what was going on, also incur in some creativity.
I noticed that Donnie was especially sensitive on his balls. He didn’t like me sucking on his sack, but he loved the licking and the kissing. On the other hand, he totally loved having his cute, little penis gland heavily sucked, and even slightly teethed and bitten. He also adored me paying attention to his bushy, fatty pubic flesh.
Again, it was really challenging maintaining that uncomfortable bent position with his larger-than-life belly interfering with my task, but Donnie’s tried real hard to lift his belly at the same time that he affectionately caressed and rubbed my hair, neck and upper back. He was really letting me know how much he enjoying my oral service.
Fortunately for me, Donnie, knowing how a big guy of a guy he was, finally said that he was unbearably uncomfortable. I was hoping that at some point, he would say that. So he decided to get on the bed. He laid back on the bed with his knees bent at the edge and feet planted on the floor.
Once Donnie got comfortable; then, Jay re-positioned me accordingly, and continued having his fun at my expense. He still had me bent-over in front of him with my face between Donnie’s massive legs.
I had to admit that Jay was a stud. He must have been pumping me for more than 20 minutes without losing much intensity and without stopping for non-other than to spit on his dick every once in a while to add some minimal lubrication.
I have to admit that at that point, we were all in a groove and I was even moaning. All the fucking, the sweat, the sensual bear-growling sounds, massively hairy skin texture, body odors, Donnie’s caresses and Jay’s spankings had eventually caught up with me and had taken me to mating mood. My dick had even become really hard and it was swinging stiff along my balls with every ramming.
“You know, sweet cheeks, ugn, ugn…” Jay said after a few minutes of only hearing my lusty breathing and growls. “you have a, ugn, ugn… beautifull feminine ass, ugn, ugn… feels, aaaaah, ugn, ugn, feels soooo good and, ugn, ugn… and tight, ugn… such a nice, ugn, ugn… pussy-ass, ugn, ugn…”
I felt Jay’s balls slamming the bottom of my ass as his penis dug deep into my rear chute. His piston treatment continued for several more minutes until he finally began building up. I could sense his struggle to keep his pace. He groaned loud. It almost seemed like he didn’t want the climax to occur; like if he was fighting it. All of the sudden, Jay stopped.
He disengaged from my ass.., I squealed. He grabbed me by the hair and led me to climb on the bed with him, and to get on top of Donnie. I looked up to Jay in confusion, but I followed the instructions. And Donnie happily welcomed the change of plans. The bigger guy seemed to be pleased with the prospect of having me riding his knobby cock.
“Comm’n bitch, get up. Get on top of Donnie. I want you to ride this fat mother fucker” he ordered.
I was startled, but I didn’t even try to resist. I just did as told. I climbed on the bed and threw a leg over Donnie’s wide body as he lay happily on his back. With my legs spread open, I squatted and landed my wrecked ass on Donnie’s puffy crotch at the bottom of his huge gut.
Once on top, it was not hard for me to handle Donnie. Jay’s manhood was not big, but after all the wear and tear I experienced under Jay, I felt like inserting Donnie’s little wiener into my gaping hole was like throwing a hot dog into one of the New York City subway tunnels. Seconds later, I was bouncing on and riding merrily Donnie’s hard-on.
Jay, however, stood on the bed next to us, leveling his crotch to my face and feeding me his cock. I took Jay’s shaft with a hand and pumped it as I bobbed my head while sucking him.
A minute later, I looked at the mirror and saw the entire scene in it. I caught myself grinding my sweating, oscillating body on top of Donnie’s lap while sucking Jays cock. But my favorite sight was Donnie’s face. His happy smirk as he lay back and holding my hips under me was worth millions.
When I first saw Donnie at the motel’s parking half an hour earlier, I remember wondering if he ever had a bit of fun in his whole life. But now, Donnie’s reactions were really gratifying to the pressures and frictions my body was providing him. I took all his moans and growl, and his funny and lusty grins as compliments. The look on his face when I was riding him finally made all this experience worth for me and I could totally say I was enjoying myself.
However, Jay snatched me away from my day-dream and reminded me that there was still a duty to complete.
“Comm’n bitch, swallow it! Ah… ah… ah!” Jay said ramming his cock deep into my throat.
Luckily, it didn’t take long for him to reach his climax. Soon, his body tensed and began convulsing. He grabbed my head even tighter, impaling his rod all the way into my mouth. I felt his semen to flowing powerfully out of his scrotum and instant earlier. Then, he shot his semen at the deeper end of my throat. He didn’t loosened his grip until his balls, pressed against my lower lip and chin, were totally drained.
“Take bitch, take it aaaaaaah! …ugn… ugn… cunt, take it aaaaall… aaaaah” he said, still coming.
I had all of Jay’s juice in my throat. I could barely breathe so I gulped it all down.
“Clean it, bitch, clean it!” He said when he was done. Then, he slowly retrieved his now semi-hard penis from my mouth.
I made sure to lick and suck all the residues of white ooze, saliva or any other bodily fluid left on his dick. I cleaned it all.
“Aaaaaah, gooood, bitch, good… Now, make sure you do Donnie boy here completely too, you hear me?” Jay arrogantly demanded. “Or I’ll come later, and make you sorry”
Jay wiped any saliva remains on his flaccid dick on my face; then, his hands; and finally, he slapped lightly a few times my right cheek. Then, he climbed down the bed, put on his short jeans and left the room. But the bastard didn’t close the door entirely, leaving it half open.
But I tried not to pay much attention to that. After all, I was finally done with that Jay jerk.
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