02-07-2020, 06:20 AM
Alan entered me and began to pump into me with strong, rhythmic strokes. Neil groaned with pleasure as I sucked and licked him, caressing his heavy balls and rubbing my breasts against his upper thighs. Then Alan withdrew, and Neil motioned for me to stand up.
"Why don't you show me what a good ride you can be Alison", he said. I straddled his legs and slowly lowered myself onto his shaft. I shuddered as I felt him going deeper and deeper. I spread my legs as wide as I could to accomodate his huge girth, and then began to ride him, pushing my hips back and forth, feeling him deep inside me. He began to stroke my breasts and tease my nipples. Then he put his arms round me and pulled me close into him. I was unable to move, pinned to his chest. Then I felt Alan slowly pushing into my bottom. I looked round to see him straddling Neil's legs and slowly pushing into me. When he was in up to the hilt both he and Neil began slow, rhythmic motions. Back and forward.
I felt like I was on fire. Sensations I had never felt before were radiating out from the very centre of my body. My mind was racing, and I found myself trying to push myself onto each of the shafts impalling me. Neil continued to tease my nipples. Unbelieveably, I began to come again. As my third orgasm of the evening began to break I felt Neil shoot deep inside of me, followed moments later by Alan spraying his seed deep in my bottom.
We all collapsed panting and gasping for breath. After a minute of two I felt Alan slip out of me, and I rolled off Neil, onto the floor, and lay there gasping for breath. The next thig I knew, Alan had brought me a glass of wine. He handed it to me saying "I think you could use this, you've certainly earned it !" I drank it down, almost in one go, and felt my head begin to clear.
I held out my glass for a refill, and Alan duly obliged. I drained the second glass just as quickly, only for it to be refilled again. After a few minutes I began to feel the efects of the wine.
I felt warm, relaxed and contented. I sat back on the sofa, stark naked and with a silly grin on my face. I still couldn't believe what a complete slut I had become, but I really didn't care! I was enjoying the best sex of my entire life, I had never had so many orgasms, and both Alan and Neil seemed willing to experiment further. As I lay there in a sort of haze, I vaguely wondered what they had in store for me next. I didn't have to wait long!
Alan lay down on the floor and told me to get to work with my mouth. I eagerly got down on my hands and knees and began to kiss and lick his balls and his shaft. I could taste myself on him, and as his shaft started to harden I felt my own loins start to warm. I continued to lick and suck him until he was gasping with pleasure and his glans was throbbing in my mouth. Then I felt Neil caressing my bottom. He slipped his hand between my legs and started to slowly stroke my clit. I shuddered with pleasure as he coaxed the head out from under its' hood and began to stroke it in small circular movements.
I was still soaking from earlier on, and my juices mingled with his jizz to make my hot little slit feel slick. Then his fingers moved up to my bottom and he insterted first one, then two fingers and began to spread my tight hole. I tried not to tense, as I knew what was coming. Neil's price for allowing me to use the cushion was about to be paid.
Suddenly, I was gripped by fear. I was sure that Neil's member was too big and too wide for me to take, it was bound to hurt. I started to get up, but Neil put his hand firmy into the small of my back and pushed me back down. At the same time, Alan grabbed hold of my shoulders and pushed them down to the floor. I was trapped. I called out "No, please stop! Please, I can't take that in me. Please stop". They said nothing. Instead, I felt the tip of Neil's member pushing at the entrance to my bottom. As he pushed harder I felt my sphyncter give way, and he started to slide into me.
I tried to struggle free, but they were holding me too tight. As my hips wriggled to try to get away from the intruder I felt sharp stabs of pain.
The only way to survive this, I knew, was to try to relax and keep still. I began to pant, trying to relax as the huge member continued to push into me. I felt him stop, and then slowly withdraw until only the head of his shaft was still in me. Then he pushed into me again, further this time. Gradually, he eased his entire length into me. I felt full to bursting, longing for this to be over. He began to increase the speed and depth of his thrusts, grabbing my hips for extra purchase. I could feel his hot breath on my back, and his wiry pubes against my bottom. I felt like I was going to split in two as he pounded into me for what seemed like hours. And then I felt him shooting his hot seed deep into my bowels. He seemed to be producing gallons of the stuff, and his climax seemed to go on for ages. And then he collapsed onto me, a heaving, sweating mass. Finally, he rolled off me. I fell onto my side, curled up into a ball and sobbed.
They lifted me up and carried me to the bathroom. I was put into the shower and a delicious jet of warm water was played onto my aching body.
They soaped my entire body and then rinsed me off. I was wrapped in warm towells, and carried back to the living room where I was given more wine.
As the full impact of what had happened sank in, I became angry. I turned on the two of them. "You bastards!", I yelled, "That was bang, no other word for it. You knew I didn't want to go through with that, and you made me. Well from now on, the game's off. I don't want anything else to do with you, ever. Go and get your fun somewhere else you bastards". I tried to get up, but alcohol and sheer fatigue seemed to be holding me down. Alan spoke first.
"Right the way through this, right from the first night when it was just you and me, you've been reluctant to try things. At least you've said you were reluctant, but it hasn't stopped you doing it has it? Just think of the things you've done this evening alone. Are you really going to try to act the innocent now Alison? O.K., you might not have wanted to do it just now, but that's been true of a whole lot of things, hasn't it? Are you sure you want to get out of this now? Think of the fun you've had today.
Do you want to stop all that? If you want to end things, that's fine. Just be sure you know what you're throwing away, that's all".
I sipped my wine, and considered his words. I had to admit, I'd been having the time of my life for the last few weeks. I didn't want it to stop, especially since this was a once-in-a-lifetime thing. Once John got back from Australia I would move down to be with him, and leave all of this debauchery behind.
"Why don't you show me what a good ride you can be Alison", he said. I straddled his legs and slowly lowered myself onto his shaft. I shuddered as I felt him going deeper and deeper. I spread my legs as wide as I could to accomodate his huge girth, and then began to ride him, pushing my hips back and forth, feeling him deep inside me. He began to stroke my breasts and tease my nipples. Then he put his arms round me and pulled me close into him. I was unable to move, pinned to his chest. Then I felt Alan slowly pushing into my bottom. I looked round to see him straddling Neil's legs and slowly pushing into me. When he was in up to the hilt both he and Neil began slow, rhythmic motions. Back and forward.
I felt like I was on fire. Sensations I had never felt before were radiating out from the very centre of my body. My mind was racing, and I found myself trying to push myself onto each of the shafts impalling me. Neil continued to tease my nipples. Unbelieveably, I began to come again. As my third orgasm of the evening began to break I felt Neil shoot deep inside of me, followed moments later by Alan spraying his seed deep in my bottom.
We all collapsed panting and gasping for breath. After a minute of two I felt Alan slip out of me, and I rolled off Neil, onto the floor, and lay there gasping for breath. The next thig I knew, Alan had brought me a glass of wine. He handed it to me saying "I think you could use this, you've certainly earned it !" I drank it down, almost in one go, and felt my head begin to clear.
I held out my glass for a refill, and Alan duly obliged. I drained the second glass just as quickly, only for it to be refilled again. After a few minutes I began to feel the efects of the wine.
I felt warm, relaxed and contented. I sat back on the sofa, stark naked and with a silly grin on my face. I still couldn't believe what a complete slut I had become, but I really didn't care! I was enjoying the best sex of my entire life, I had never had so many orgasms, and both Alan and Neil seemed willing to experiment further. As I lay there in a sort of haze, I vaguely wondered what they had in store for me next. I didn't have to wait long!
Alan lay down on the floor and told me to get to work with my mouth. I eagerly got down on my hands and knees and began to kiss and lick his balls and his shaft. I could taste myself on him, and as his shaft started to harden I felt my own loins start to warm. I continued to lick and suck him until he was gasping with pleasure and his glans was throbbing in my mouth. Then I felt Neil caressing my bottom. He slipped his hand between my legs and started to slowly stroke my clit. I shuddered with pleasure as he coaxed the head out from under its' hood and began to stroke it in small circular movements.
I was still soaking from earlier on, and my juices mingled with his jizz to make my hot little slit feel slick. Then his fingers moved up to my bottom and he insterted first one, then two fingers and began to spread my tight hole. I tried not to tense, as I knew what was coming. Neil's price for allowing me to use the cushion was about to be paid.
Suddenly, I was gripped by fear. I was sure that Neil's member was too big and too wide for me to take, it was bound to hurt. I started to get up, but Neil put his hand firmy into the small of my back and pushed me back down. At the same time, Alan grabbed hold of my shoulders and pushed them down to the floor. I was trapped. I called out "No, please stop! Please, I can't take that in me. Please stop". They said nothing. Instead, I felt the tip of Neil's member pushing at the entrance to my bottom. As he pushed harder I felt my sphyncter give way, and he started to slide into me.
I tried to struggle free, but they were holding me too tight. As my hips wriggled to try to get away from the intruder I felt sharp stabs of pain.
The only way to survive this, I knew, was to try to relax and keep still. I began to pant, trying to relax as the huge member continued to push into me. I felt him stop, and then slowly withdraw until only the head of his shaft was still in me. Then he pushed into me again, further this time. Gradually, he eased his entire length into me. I felt full to bursting, longing for this to be over. He began to increase the speed and depth of his thrusts, grabbing my hips for extra purchase. I could feel his hot breath on my back, and his wiry pubes against my bottom. I felt like I was going to split in two as he pounded into me for what seemed like hours. And then I felt him shooting his hot seed deep into my bowels. He seemed to be producing gallons of the stuff, and his climax seemed to go on for ages. And then he collapsed onto me, a heaving, sweating mass. Finally, he rolled off me. I fell onto my side, curled up into a ball and sobbed.
They lifted me up and carried me to the bathroom. I was put into the shower and a delicious jet of warm water was played onto my aching body.
They soaped my entire body and then rinsed me off. I was wrapped in warm towells, and carried back to the living room where I was given more wine.
As the full impact of what had happened sank in, I became angry. I turned on the two of them. "You bastards!", I yelled, "That was bang, no other word for it. You knew I didn't want to go through with that, and you made me. Well from now on, the game's off. I don't want anything else to do with you, ever. Go and get your fun somewhere else you bastards". I tried to get up, but alcohol and sheer fatigue seemed to be holding me down. Alan spoke first.
"Right the way through this, right from the first night when it was just you and me, you've been reluctant to try things. At least you've said you were reluctant, but it hasn't stopped you doing it has it? Just think of the things you've done this evening alone. Are you really going to try to act the innocent now Alison? O.K., you might not have wanted to do it just now, but that's been true of a whole lot of things, hasn't it? Are you sure you want to get out of this now? Think of the fun you've had today.
Do you want to stop all that? If you want to end things, that's fine. Just be sure you know what you're throwing away, that's all".
I sipped my wine, and considered his words. I had to admit, I'd been having the time of my life for the last few weeks. I didn't want it to stop, especially since this was a once-in-a-lifetime thing. Once John got back from Australia I would move down to be with him, and leave all of this debauchery behind.
![[+]](https://xossipy.com/themes/sharepoint/collapse_collapsed.png)