bitch! The game has changed, cocksucker.
Come on up outta there from behind that glory
hole... yeah, thass right, I ain't
stay on yo' muthafuckin' knees, bitch, `cuz me and Marcus got some face fuckin' to do. He say he wanna see
them pretty blue eyes lookin' up at him while he got
his dick stuffed down yo' throat..."
At first I thought Dante was
mad, and from my vantage point I couldn't see Marcus yet, Dante's body blocking
right faggot, front and center to suck these dicks, bitch!" Whoa,
thought Marcus, talking like this gave him a rush.
Actually, it gave me a rush
too but I was understandably confused.
First, last I knew I was supposed to be pretending to be a female when
Marcus was around, and second, I didn't know why either of them would be pissed
at me. That worry prompted that old
feeling, too, of panic that if I wasn't always on point as this group's
cocksucker somehow they'd take their dicks away from me. This was all rushing through my head pretty
fast, because I was also intent on scrambling out to be in front of them on my
knees as fast as possible.
"HELLYEAH! Now that's a good-trained bitch, all
scared and cum-hungry at the same time crawlin'
`round on her knees wanting some nut.
Can I train a bitch to be on call for a brutha's
dick or what?" Dante said, more like an observation and
comment to Marcus than anything said to me.
the fuckin' man, aiight," Marcus
punctuated his agreement with a palm slap.
"I've been gettin'
my knob polished twice a day on the regular and finally got a place to dump all that sweet nut." Jesus
Christ, Marcus thought to himself. I am sure as fuck diggin'
this shit. A fleeting worry popped up,
but he smacked it back down; this shit just fuckin' felt too good to be buggin' right now.
"And you know what else pussmouth? You gonna be suckin' a LOT more loads
outta my dick `cuz now I
know what a faggot you are and what yo' game is, anytime you ain't on one of the other dudes' dicks you gonna be on mine."
fuckin' hot, Marcus," said Dante, "look at the bitch. She practically vibratin' thinkin' `bout more time on yo' dick."
Marcus laughed and held on
to his grin. "Hell, man, I ain't mad," which made Dante
"I heard THAT," agreed Dante.
"Yo', my brutha,
you go get yours and make the bitch get on that dick right," Dante
added. "Catch you a good nut, then I'll gets mine, and then I'll book and you
can work the cocksucker on your own for the first time."
Marcus, turning his focus onto me. "New day dawnin',
bitch. Shit gonna
be different now. You want this dick, you come over here and get it."
I brought one knee up to
plant a foot and started to walk over to him, intending to get on my knees once
"Naw, bitch," Marcus interrupted my
progress. "You want our dicks then you crawl over here to get `em. Thass how shit is now.
You always need to be on yo' knees whenever I'm around and we in
private. Don't neva wanna see you standing when
I am around and ready to be serviced.
You got that?"
muthafucka, that's the shit," Dante said in a low voice,
almost to himself. "Nigga, you WORK yo' bitch. Fuckiin' turnin' me on," he added, roughly groping himself. I was used to Dante having a chubby making an
awesome dick print that always made my heart race, but this time he was fully
fuckin' boned and working his junk hard with his hands.
"Aaaaiigght you stay right there, cocksucker," Marcus
instructed once I made it across the room on my knees and was in front of
him. I knew his dick real well by now,
so I could see it was all the way hard in his pants. "Look
the fuck up at me," he started out, "and
fuckin' pay attention `cuz I'm `bout to give you some
instructions and you need to get this shit right or you ain't
gonna get to suck my dick at all today."
thought to myself. How did these muthafuckas catch on so easy
how to make me super horny and cooperative?
I really didn't like it, but I also realized the smack they were talkin' turned all of us way fuckin' on. Never seen Dante so hard
with his dick in his pants still.
want this cum, don't you gurl?" I
nodded my head up and down pretty emphatically, hanging on his every word,
looking up at him as prettily as I could.
"Fuck!" Marcus said loudly, "I am fuckin' LOVIN' having this pretty
bitch looking up at me from her knees, pretty fuckin' blue eyes, all hungry to jump on my shit. That shit is hot."
"Tole' ya'," confirmed
"Git yo' face in them nuts," he ordered, moving forward toward me. I didn't understand how I was supposed to do
that, Marcus hadn't freed any of his junk from his pants. But then he reached out and pulled my head
into his crotch and I knew what he meant.
"Stay right there and look up at
me again," came his next instruction. I arced my neck and
opened my eyes wide. "That's the shit," Marcus said, more to
himself than anyone else.
His next move surprised
me. He had left his hand on my head from
having used it to get my face where he wanted it up against his crotch. But now he was shoving his crotch around my
face, grinding it into me, letting me feel what was coming. It was the gentleness of the hand moving
slowly around my head and his softly rustling his fingers through my hair I
found surprising. He had his head back
with his eyes closed and was moaning and slowly suckin'
in air, clearly enjoying what was going on, but never abandoning the gentle
circling hand moving around my head. It
was so... Intimate, starkly contrasted against the roughness
of everything before it.
what's first, baby doll," he
started. "My dick got bone-fuckin' hard on the way over here, thinkin' `bout getting your pretty fuckin' face smashed up
against my pubes and keepin' it there til I was fuckin' done with it." He paused, seemingly focused again on
what it felt to have my face crunched into his junk, and maneuvering my face
all over it. "My shit got so hard it started talking to me, droolin'
summa that good juice up outta my dick and all over
my draws. That mess yo' fault, and you gonna clean it up. Ain't you baby?"
I didn't answer in words,
but the protracted moan underscored my answer."Thass right `cuz you a gooood
fuckin' cocksuckin' bitch," cooed Marcus, "and I know you love this shit.
So in a minute I'm gonna
open my pants and let you get to them wet spots messing up my draws. You gotta suck all
that juice on up outta my draws `for I'm gonna let you suck on my dick."
I moaned again, but this
time involuntarily and with the pleading of it audible. If I could have seen Marcus' face, I'd have
seen a really huge grin. He suddenly
seemed to be able to tease me, something he hadn't had the patience for before. I'd never seen him like this before; somehow
the timidity was gone.
fuckin' Christ, Marcus," Dane piped up. "You fo' muthafuckin'
SURE ready for this shit. Daaamn, brutha,
you got me so fuckin' turned on I ain't gonna last long when it's my turn."
get yo' nut anytime and whenever you want, my man," announced
Marcus, pulling back a couple inches and putting his hands on the buttons of
his jeans. "Ain't that the
point of havin' a on-call cocksuckin'
bitch? No hassle head, whenever you
want, makin' the bitch work for her reward or just bustin' fast, it's all about makin'
a brutha happy."
"Thass' fuckin' RIGHT," added Dante. "SCHOOL
that bitch!" I didn't have much time
to split my focus, but it occurred to me that suddenly Marcus had become the
teacher and Dante was following along. "Nnnggghpph," came
out of Dante, low and guttural and frustrated, as I watched him out of my
peripheral vision make himself pull his hand away from his hard dick in his
pants. "Dude, I could bust!" he announced.
it for the puss's throat," proposed Marcus. "This
bitch taken all of our loads since either of us met her, right?"
Dante."Then I say let's not break the cycle til we got
pussy to dump it into," suggested Marcus.
"I'm down," said Dante. "But
later you got to tell me where you been keepin' yo' big
dick swingin' swagga up to
now. Muthafucka, you hella good at this shit."
man, I don't know, but I'm pretty sho' it's cuzza you schoolin' me on how to
use a pretty white boy cocksucker. Hey...Yo',
my Kappa Kappa brutha, you wanna cut in here and git you a
quick nut? I'm gonna
skip my 8 o'clock class and hang out here making this faggot work for that
nut. I been way
too easy feedin' the bitch up to now. Got to teach a bitch to earn that nut," offered
Marcus. "She can suck and chew that precum outta my draws in a minute. I'll
just keep loadin' it up for her."
Fuck yeah! I can't miss my class and this nut about to pop off and I'm
down to keep the bitch's cumdump record intact."
at it, my brutha," allowed Marcus. "Pump
them babies down the bitch's throat."
Dante quickly moved in front
of me as Marcus backed away. He tore his
pants open and shoved them and his draws to mid-thigh and got a good grip on
the back of my head. None of the
foreplay he usually put me through. And
his grip was tight.
fuckin' `round, now, bitch. Make me
CUM!" was all Dante said as he pushed his fat 9" forward, not
slowing down to make it to balls deep.
He usually liked to have me throat swallow on
it a while when he was balls deep, but not this time. He even moved one hand from the back of my
head to grab my chin and hold it open.
And then he started to pump, hard.
you fuckin' good at this!" groaned
Dante, shoving deep and holding me down in a way that felt familiar. But that's where the familiarity
stopped. He forced my mouth open wide
using his leverage on my jaw and said "You
gonna get all this nut, ain't you baby?" while pumping fast and hard. Seemed like he was trying to spread my throat
open enough to put his balls in too, and I knew it would not be long. I felt his balls rising up and the hairs on
them coming into contact with my lower lip.
Yeah. Yeah... yeah.. fuck... ok, here it come... here it
come... OH FUCK! FUCK FUCK
FUCK!" Dante shouted, getting
louder than was normal for him. He also
bent forward as his cum convulsions popped off, heavy and thick. And a lot of them... maybe 6 compared to his
usual four. He bent at the waist leaning
over me and held me uber fucking tight while his cum shot
out and then drained. "Man, I needed that," he breathed out
after keeping both of us in that position for an extended minute. When he said it, I noticed he slowly ran his
hand down my back and patted me on my lower back. "That
was good," he said as he arose, matching the statement with a ruffle of my
hair. I appreciated that; it was hot to
see him go beastie rowdy on me, but I also would have missed it if there was no
gesture of thanks or appreciation.
for letting me cut in, man," exhaled Dante as he put
himself back together and prepared to leave.
"I owe you one" he said to Marcus as they smoothly crossed
"Naw, man, I owe YOU one matta' a'
fact," responded Marcus, who'd had his hands in his draws
getting dick drool all over his fingers from playing with himself while he
watched Dante take a hard run and face fuck his way into an intense nut.
man, that shit was the bomb. We a good
team, we gonna have to do that again sometime," proposed
Dante as he headed for the door, full of new respect for his buddy Marcus.
real, I'm down," said Marcus.
out," Dante said as he opened and closed the door behind him.
I'd never been alone with
Marcus before. Given all the incredibly
hot tension he personally had created in our three way,
I didn't know what to expect. But I was
turned way the fuck on and devoted as ever to making him like me on his dick.
He walked slowly toward me,
a shit-eating grin on his face. "Well, now there's even more of a dick snot
mess going on in here," he said, "so
you gonna have to clean this dick slobber offa my fingers first before you can get to the dick."
I opened my mouth wide and
obediently as he approached me, closing my eyes in the process. "Naw, open them pretty eyes and look at me while you do
that," he said, his tone gentler than I expected as he landed his fingers
in my mouth and let me start to work on them.
you like that shit, baby? That turn you
on?" he asked, stroking my head with the hand that wasn't
getting his dick drool liked off it, looking down at me with his awesome brown
eyes warm and wide open.