7 comments/ 190321 views/ 24 favorites On Her Knees By: amanda30 Sara knocks tentatively on the door. She flattens her skirt and fixes her shirt. She wants just enough to show. She positions the necklace with the cross to lie right between her breasts. Her auburn hair is back in a ponytail. Mockingly, she wants to make sure she is a vision of chastity. "Oh dear, you don't have to knock, he is expecting you." The nun scoots over to the door and opens it, ushering her inside the office. The priest looks up from the papers on the desk. His hair is dark brown and wavy and tousled, in need of a haircut, and his glasses seemed to hang off his face. He looks up and she stops. His eyes were the color of moss, absolutely wonderful to gaze at. Peering at her over the top of his glasses Father O'Brien motions with a wave of his hand to sit across from him at the desk. Could she do this? "Come, come my dear sit down. I know that you have requested to see me. The nuns state it is a matter only I can address. Correct?" She walks across the room slowly with deliberate hesitation. When she gets to the chair she sits down and crosses her legs letting her skirt slide up to reveal the entire length of her thigh. Her shirt was already unbuttoned to the top of her breasts, so simply leaning forward would offer a view to her white lacy bra. "Ummm... yes. I do have quite a problem father." she sighs and leans back crossing her hands in her lap. Even though she was an adult she still remains under the nuns care until she finishes her schooling. Nineteen wasn't too old to start her life. She glances up from her hands and thoughts to see the priest watching her. "Yes Sara, you started to tell me what is wrong." He leans back in the chair. "Well Father, my problem is that I can't stop thinking of you." He looks at her quickly with surprise and shock in his face. But she doesn't want him to protest just yet so she quickly goes on "I think about you touching me...rubbing me." she lets her voice trail off. He looks as if he was going to get up, so she runs around the desk to kneel at his feet. She tosses her head on his leg and grabs his hands. "Please help me. Please don't turn me away." She looks up at him. His eyes look down at her in a mixture of confusion and wonder. She almost has pity for him, but wasn't going to stop. She had fantasized about this and dreamed of turning the priest wayward. How many times had she sat in class daydreaming of his lips on hers? Hot and rough kisses against her neck, lips and body. In her daydreams he is pressing her against his body. She is turning towards him, pressing him against her body. She feels his cock through his pants pressing against her. As she reaches to cradle his cock in her hand he leans down and nibbles on her neck, whispering in her ear. Lost in her thoughts in class and with wet panties, she will snap out of it. She excuses herself to go to the bathroom and finishes her fantasy in private. But this time reality brings her back to the office as his hands grab her shoulders. He grasps her shoulders to hold her back. Pulling on the fabric of her shirt too tight her third button gives way revealing her lovely rounded breasts and tight nipples. His eyes held hers for no more than a second before his gaze travels down her throat over her collar bone, down the center of her chest to rest on her breasts. She watches him as he surveys her breasts. She has above average breasts a 36 C cup, yet perky with rich brown nipples. She watches his face and eyes as he admires her chest. She feels her pussy begin to moisten as he stares at her. His eyes drive her wild with passion. After a moment he glances up to her eyes. She takes this opportunity to kiss him. She moves slowly to his lips as her left hand slides behind his head guiding him towards her. She feels the softness of his mouth on hers. Gently she licks his lips. He doesn't respond, so she flicks her tongue against his mouth. He opens his mouth and she gently slides her tongue in. His mouth tastes sweet and warm. He doesn't participate in the kiss with his tongue, yet he doesn't pull back either. Satisfied that he isn't going to bolt if she lets him go she leans back to look at him. However just as she lets go of him he lets out a groan. She quickly looks up at him. His face is a mixture of emotions. He appears to be confused, lost, angry, and utterly aroused all at once. "Sara...I can't," he stammers. She holds his stare. "Shhh. Don't resist." She reaches over and finds his cock through his pants. She is surprised to find him very hard and much larger than she had hoped. He is at least eight inches and rather thick. He groans, and she looks up to see him leaning back, arching his back and his head tossed back against the seat. She unzips his pants and pulls him free all the while watching his reaction. Things are going well. She pauses a moment as she slides her mouth over the tip of his cock. She loves the taste of a man in her mouth. She slowly slides her mouth down the length of him and comes back to the top. She flicks the head with her tongue as she gently sucks. She rolls her eyes up at his face while keeping her mouth on him. He is watching her. His eyes are hot with desire and she becomes increasingly wet looking at him. He doesn't look innocent; he looks down right naughty. She swallows him and begins to suck on him with need. His hands begin massaging the small of her back and work up to her head where he begins guiding the motion of her mouth. Sucking on him for a few minutes she begins to feel her desire rise and becomes aroused with anticipation. She feels his hand grasp the back of her head in warning before she hears the knock at the door. She has a bolt of terror shoot through her. His voice comes across calm " Yes, come in." Her heart races with fear. What was he doing? She stays perfectly still. "Is now a good time father?" she hears a female voice ask. "No, I am in the middle of something right now. Could you just get those reports back to me say around four today?" "Yes, of course. Sorry to interrupt you." "Not a problem at all. I will see you at four then." She hears the door shut and the Father removes his hand from her head. She sits back on her heels and looks up at him. He has a look of scolding on his face and she begins to feel embarrassed. She quickly reaches to button her shirt and his hands grasp hers, stopping her. "No, Sara, I am not finished with you my dear." He grins wickedly as he pulls her up. He grasps her hand and walks her over to the door keeping her close to him. Then he locks the office door and leans into her ear "I want to make sure I can help you." His voice is husky in her ear as he kisses her neck. She is suddenly confused, this isn't the man she was seducing. The priest that was holy is more naughty than her. This should be good, she thought to herself. His mouth travels up to her ear. "I will help you, but you must answer me with a "Yes Father" or " No Father" when I ask you a question. Understood?" Her thoughts are swimming, his breath is warm on her cheek and she is having a hard time thinking clearly. He flicks her ear with his tongue. "Sara..." "Yes Father" she whispers. "Do you understand?" His finger flicks her nipple casually. She catches her breath. "Yes Father, I understand." He leads her to his desk where he picks her up and places her on top with her legs on the chair. He stands between her legs and presses her back against the desk. He begins casually undoing the rest of her blouse until it hangs loose leaving her bra and bare skin exposed. He reaches up and pulls the tie from her hair, letting her auburn waves spill across the desk. He leans forward and kisses her neck trailing down her shoulder across her collarbone to rest above her right breast. He looks up, not removing his mouth from her body. "I would like to lick your breasts, would you like that?" he asks breathlessly. Sara lets out a moan. "Yes Father" He pulls the strap down and brushes away the bra cup that is covering her right breast. He places his mouth on her nipple and begins to suck and flick with his tongue. She lets out a moan and arches her back to meet his mouth. He immediately places his hand under her skirt and slides his fingers down the outside of her pussy lips. He begins stroking her through her panties, rubbing the tight nub of her clit. She lets out a moan. Her panties are separating her plump flesh from his, and it was driving her wild. She wants to feel his hands on her bare flesh. She starts to squirm in anticipation. "Sara, please be still." She stops moving. He is sliding down kneeling between her legs. "You are very naughty. Wearing what appears to be regular white cotton panties, but is really a thong." He starts stroking the inside of her left thigh. "Do you ever touch yourself, right here?" And he places his finger through her panties on her clit. Looking down at him breathless, "No Father, not right there." He looks up at her; her eyes are smoking with desire. He will play her game. He lifts her panties to the side and gentle strokes the outside of her lips. "What about right here?" She catches her breath, "Yes Father." He slips his fingers into the wet folds and looks up not breaking her stare. "And here, do you touch yourself here?" She gasps and whispers, "Yes Father." He strokes her lips watching her. He trails his fingers up to her clit and begins to flick it gently. "Am I to understand, that you touch yourself here as well?" At this point she can't speak and shakes her head. "Well, then maybe I can do something you can not." He pushes up her skirt and slides her panties down, then spreads her legs slowly, trailing his hands up her inner thighs. She has lain back on the desk. He begins to kiss the inside of her thigh and trail his mouth up to her moist lips. Gently he begins to lick, using his hand he pulls the folds aside so his tongue can explore. He hears a moan from her and continues. Starting from the bottom he gently licks up the length of her pussy stopping at her clit to take it into his mouth. He sucks and feels her whole body buck in response. She reaches down and grabs his head, not wanting him to stop. He begins licking and teasing her clit and pussy with his tongue. As he licks her he can feel her pussy quiver. He doesn't want her to come just yet so he stops and stands up. He looks down at her. She is spread across the desk, her shirt unbuttoned with her breasts exposed, her skirt pushed to her waist. He is almost too close to push into her soft pussy. She looks up at him. " Father..." she trails off, reaching for his cock. "Is this what you want Sara?" He asks as he slides his cock into her wet pussy. "Yes Father" she whispers as she embraces his hard cock. She is tight and warm and he begins to move inside her, slowly at first, feeling him slide in and out. Her lips grasping his hard cock and parting as he moves in. She arches with each thrust of his cock bringing him deeper into her pussy. Moaning with pleasure, she falls back against the desk. He feels her start to quiver and knows she is close to cumming so he quickly pulls out. A gasp escapes her lips and she reaches down and grabs his cock. "No you must not stop." She begs with him. He chuckles softly and brings her towards him. Bringing her to her feet, he leans close to her and kisses her top lip sucking gently on her mouth. She opens her mouth to accept his tongue. He gently licks her lips then slides his tongue into her mouth, thrusting. His tongue reminds her of his cock sliding deep into her pussy, she moans with desire. Breaking away from his mouth she looks up into his eyes. "I need you Father." He grabs a handful of hair and gently pulls her head back and looks down into her eyes. "You need me?" he asks and brings her hand to rest on his cock. "You want this." But before she can answer he turns her around and bends her over the desk. He presses her against the desk with his hands as he slides into her. Pumping her hard she starts to quiver on his cock. He has to control himself to keep from cumming in her tight wet pussy. He leans back and begins to probe her tight ass with his finger. To his delight she begins to moan and starts thrusting back against his finger. "Does this feel good to you Sara?" He probes her tight ass with desire. She looks back at him, "Yes Father, I would like something more filling though." He looks at her and raises his eyebrows, "You would?" He gets harder with the thought of sliding his cock in her ass. "Oh, yes Father. Please?" He is beside himself with need, so he withdraws himself from her pussy, and presses his cock against her tight ass. She looks back over her shoulder and licks her lips. "Please Father" He can't stand it anymore and slides himself into her ass and with a couple quick strokes he feels her orgasm. As her ass clenches around his cock, he can't keep himself from cumming anymore and explodes into her. Drenched in sweat he pulls back from her. Kissing her gently on the back of her neck, down her back, on the plump of her ass, to the back of her thighs. She sighs contently and looks over to him. " I guess I should get going, huh." "No, I don't think you need to run off so soon, Sara." He clasps her hand in his and leads her into his private chambers off the side of his office. He walks to the shower and turns on the water. "You need to wash off." He leaves her in the shower and she washes clean. Rinsing her hair off, she leans back into the water letting it run down the length of her body. Her mind wanders to the thought of his lips on her breast, her clit. How she wanted to feel him press into her again. Suddenly he leans into the shower and turns off the water. " I know where your thoughts are. But first you must get some rest. I have work to do, you can nap in my bed and I will be back for you later." She starts to protest and he covers her mouth with his. His kiss is demanding and urgent. Naked he carries her to his bed and deposits her. His lips never leave her mouth until she is in his bed. " Now, sleep." He kisses her gently and she drifts into sleep. On Her Knees Her hands are bound behind her back with duct tape. A white cloth gag covers her mouth, only allowing the occasional muffled sob or moan. Her black hair is short and a stray strand of it hangs over her left eye. Her slim, petite naked body is covered in small abrasions and lacerations and bruises. Dark splotches of old blood can be seen here and there around the many cuts and scrapes. Blue veins show starkly beneath her pale skin. Tears flow down her cheeks, staining two lines through the dirt. Her large blue eyes are pleading with me. She wants it but she is terrified by what I am about to do to her. Her fear makes her shaky and weak and she is easily forced to her knees. She looks back over her shoulder at me with those huge, trusting, crying eyes. A choked sobbing sound can be heard as she presses her cheek against the rough concrete floor and sticks her rear into the air, spreading her legs. I take a riding crop from a hook on the wall and swing it through the air. It makes a sharp slap as it contacts her naked buttocks. She flinches in pain but makes no noise other than a low whimper. Again I swing the crop, raising an ugly red welt on her other cheek. Despite the abuse, probably because of the abuse, her pussy is beginning to glisten with juices. Her pussy lips are swollen and her clit is peeking out of its hood. The smell of her sex is strong in the air, mingling with the scents of sweat and blood. She slides her knees farther apart and wiggles her ass in a sinfully seductive and pleading way. My eyes meet hers once more and this time there is something new in her look. Through the tears and behind the fear is a kernel of flaming animal passion and desire. I drop my pants and step out of them, my cock erect and hard. I position myself at the entrance to her pussy and shove hard, fully embedding myself to the hilt in her hot, liquid velvet embrace. She winces and squeezes her eyes shut as she adjusts to my presence and size. I grab hold of her hips and begin rocking myself in and out, controlling my depth and position with my hands on her hips. My abs tighten with each inward thrust and I enjoy the feel of my muscles clenching and relaxing with the motion. She is squirming beneath me, whining like a dog in heat, trying to meet each of my thrusts with her own. I grab hold of her bound wrists and pull her back so her back is arched uncomfortably and her face is lifted off the floor. I continue my thrusting as I pull her up to me, biting her shoulder hard enough to leave angry red and purple bruises. I release her suddenly and her back muscles tense as she tries to keep her face from slamming into the floor. She whimpers, half in pain, half in pleasure as I begin pushing in and out more quickly, more violently. My hands on her hips are grasping hard enough to leave livid bruises. Her face scrapes across the floor and she squints her eyes and grimaces as I pound away, totally abandoning myself to the primal urges boiling to the surface in my mind. I am close to my climax when I pull out and sweep her knees with one of my legs, knocking her heavily onto her side. She whimpers a little as I roll her onto her back and position myself over her face. I roughly pull the gag from her mouth and say, "Open your mouth. NOW!" She swallows once and then opens her mouth, staring up at me with those tear-filled, wide blue eyes of hers. My first spurt of cum splashes across her left jawbone but the rest ends up in her mouth. "Swallow!" I command. She closes her eyes and swallows, choking just a little bit. "Open," I say. She opens once more to show me that she has been a good girl and swallowed all my cum. I lean down and kiss her roughly, my teeth and lips bruising her mouth. I taste myself on her and am satisfied. I take her firmly by the chin and force her to look into my eyes. "You've been a good girl today. Maybe tomorrow we can let you out of your room." She swallows and nods, her trusting eyes looking after me as I pull on my pants and leave the room, locking the door behind me, leaving her alone in the bare basement room where there are only an old mattress on the floor and a thin blanket for company. On Her Knees "Get under the table." Belle looked up sharply, into the face of the man she was having dinner with. "What?" "You heard me slut, get under the table and do your job." Belle studied the room around her carefully, a sharp slap on her thigh brought her back to the moment. "You will do this or you will be punished do you understand?" Belle nodded weakly. "Yes Sir." She slid slowly off the chair and gave one last glance around before quickly ducking under the table, grateful for the tablecloth that came almost to the ground, leaving just a few inches of light shafting through to light her way. She settled herself on her knees in between his spread legs and reached trembling hands up to undo his flies, releasing his cock from it's confines. It was already starting to swell and harden. Belle winced as she shuffled closer to him, the rough carpet already beginning to abrade her bare knees. She pressed a kiss to the head of his cock before lightly flicking her tongue over it. She knew she wouldn't be allowed to quickly get it over and done with, she would be expected to take her time as she always loved to do. She began to lick him all over, making sure to coat him with wetness. She carefully brought his balls out too and gave them the same treatment, licking them all over, taking each one into her mouth at a time and sucking on it. Belle ran her lips over the underside of his cock as she moved from his balls to his head, ensuring she kept his balls cupped in her hand, stroking them and tugging lightly. She took the tip inside her mouth and swirled her tongue around him before popping him out of her mouth. She repeated this a few times, hearing a muffled groan above her. This made her smile and she swiftly took the entirety of his cock into her mouth, pressing him into her throat until she had taken him all. This had taken practice and she now took pride in it. She held him there as long as she could, swallowing around him, contracting her throat. She kept his lips pressed tight around him are she began to slide off agonizingly slowly. Her tongue kept moving, sliding over the sensitive underside of his cock until she reached the tip, where she teased his slit that was already oozing. Belle rubbed his cockhead over her lips, smearing his precum on them, she licked it off slowly to savour the taste, hardly unable to wait to taste him properly. She began to slide her mouth over him, taking him from base to tip, increasing the pace. Movement caught the side of her eye and she almost released his cock in shock. It was the shoes of the waiter, she could hear her Sir speaking to him and she slowed her movements, listening intently, embarrassed he would mention she was under the table, sucking his cock like the little slut she was. The hand that had been resting on his thigh lifted to press against the back of head, forcing her head down on his cock. Belle gagged before she could catch herself. He ignored her struggles and kept pressing until his entire length was buried in her throat. It took a few moments for Belle to compose herself but as soon as she had she noticed the tablecloth twitching. The head of the waiter quickly appeared, his eyes wide and staring, his mouth spread into a wide grin. Belle moaned in shame and his hand tightened in her hair. He was enjoying the vibrations of her moans around his cock. The tablecloth was replaced and he moved his hand, allowing her to release his cock. She gasped in a few breaths. Belle moved to take his balls in her mouth, knowing she wouldn't be allowed to stop. She stroked her hand over his shaft as she did, urging his precum from his head. She watched as one large drop slid from the tip, running down the underside till it reached his balls. Her tongue quickly followed the trail of it in reverse until she flicked her tongue off the head of him. She slid all of him back in her mouth and took up a decent pace, using one hand to stroke the part of his cock that wasn't in his mouth, the other still caressing his balls, her tongue constantly moving over him, urging him to spill into her willing mouth. With some difficultly he grasped her hair and pulled her off him. Belle sat back on her knees in puzzlement, his hand continued tugging her hair back and she shuffled backwards, carefully popping her head back up as she slid up onto her seat, her hands already rubbing her sore knees. She looked at him wide-eyed, terrified she had done something wrong. He stared at her, enjoying her reaction to thinking she hadn't pleased him. He smiled as the waiter came with the food he had ordered for both of them, ignoring the man as he watched the pretty flush build up over her cleavage and spread across her cheeks as she tipped her face away to hide her features. Once the waiter had left Belle quickly brought her gaze back to his. "Don't worry so pet, dessert comes after dinner." Belle smiled as she understood, she hadn't done wrong, she'd finish him soon. On Her Knees She Wept On her knees she wept for His beauty, for the pain He would give her, the knowledge of the love that He held for her and her suffering. Her arms were trussed tightly behind her back, thrusting her chest out, the tiny weights He had added to the rings through her nipples only served to remind her of their hardness, directly born of her arousal. Her long black tresses He had brushed back over her shoulders as He kicked her knees wide apart, so far so that she had to strain to remain upright, her thighs quivering with the effort. “To better show your form.” He said, smiling down at her. “To be perfection only for you Master” she replied, casting her gaze up for just a moment to catch his visage. Soft blue eyes coursed over His body taking in every detail, committing it to memory for the billionth time, and yet it seemed every time she noticed something different… be it a little mark here, or a scar there. His body was chiseled, sculpted as if from marble, skin darkened slightly from the sun, but smooth, various scars only seemed to enhance the perfection of his skin. His own black tresses had fallen forward as He had leaned down to touch her cheek, drifting over His skin slowly, and without a thought she found herself watching Him move, entranced by His beauty. With wide eyes she watched as those locks swept over His shoulder, falling onto His arm, His chest, covering one side almost completely, and how she had to work not to strain to lean up to Him, her arms unconsciously tugging at their bonds as every part of her wanted to reach for Him, to place her hands upon His chest, to taste His flesh… but what caught her most as her eyes traveled His form… was His eyes… startling green, flashing with mischief, love and cruelty all at the same time. Trembling before Him, tears flowing as freely from her eyes as the moisture between her legs. Undeniably His, she was captivated, held by His whim alone. Leaning into His touch, lost within the feel of His fingertips upon her skin, her eyes were cast downward, lids closing slowly as she felt even more of herself given to this man. That touch removed, and she heard Him shift, the subtle sound of the leather whip being lifted, drawn slowly over His palm, then the distant crack as He tested His swing, or perhaps, only chose to taunt her with the sound. Head then pushed forward, hair slipped over her shoulder to rest upon her chest. Oh He was going to punish her, perhaps for no reason but His own pleasure, perhaps for arousing Him so, perhaps for some tiny imperfection within her form. It didn’t matter why… she was to feel the bite of that whip upon her flesh. The whip cracked again, this time she felt it’s bite and cried out, almost losing her balance, suddenly frightened that she had no hands to catch herself if she did. Again it came, and she leaned back into it’s caress as the realization came that He would never let her feel a pain He did not cause. Crying out again and again as He striped the flesh of her back and arms, sparing no expanse of skin, but strangely enough, at times those cries were of thanks. He knew exactly what she needed to make her strong and beautiful, to keep her secure in the knowledge that He alone ruled over not only her body, but her heart and mind as well. Her body swayed and convulsed within the conflicting feelings of pain and arousal, and she heard Him groan as He watched her respond. The whip hit the ground, and she felt Him tugging at her bonds, releasing them, then His grip upon her arms as He lifted her roughly, spinning her around so quickly that she brought her palms flat to His chest as she faced him. Lips parted immediately, and though her muscles protested every movement, she leaned into Him, reveling in the feeling as His lips claimed hers, tongue probing into her waiting mouth, drawing the breath from her. His hair dusted her shoulders, her arms, her hands, even the sides of her face as He released one arm, only to use that hand to grasp her own hair within it’s grip, pulling tightly, quickly, jerking her head back as His lips moved to her neck, biting into the soft flesh there. Arms wound up around His neck, fingers toying with His hair, as she cried out again, holding herself to Him. Feeling His other hand slide from her arm, down, ever downward over her side, her hip, her thigh, her legs parted willingly as His hand slid between them, His fingers catching that little ring He had placed upon her clit, pulling on it roughly. Trembling she clung to Him, moaning as she tossed her head back and forth. “Master, oh Master!” she cried out. “Yes, that’s it my pet.” He growled in reply, His breath hot on her neck. That peak was reached almost instantly, and shivering and trembling, moaning, and crying she came in His arms, His fingers slick with her moisture as He manipulated her exactly as she needed. “On your knees little one.” And He pushed her down even as she felt her legs collapsing at His command. Fingers still entwined in her hair, He pressed her face to His groin, the rough fabric of His jeans sending a new shiver of sensations through her. “Undo them, with your teeth, pet.” “Yes Master.” As quickly and delicately as she could, she released His manhood from it’s bonds, pushing the heavy fabric away, revealing that engorged shaft, pierced along the underside. Needing no commands here she pressed her lips to His scrotum, tongue lapping at the salty sweet skin there, her hands resting upon His hips lightly. Tongue lifted first one testicle, then the other, sucking it into her mouth, bathing them thoroughly before she leaned back just slightly, licking her way up His shaft, loving the feel of Him tensing beneath her attentions. Knowing He wanted nothing more but to feel her take His cock within her mouth, sucking upon it furiously. The head of His cock disappeared between her lips, her tongue prodding, lapping at the tiny hole there, reveling in the taste of the moisture that gathered there, before she slid her lips further downward, easily taking His whole length within her mouth. Lips pressed to the base of His member, the tip slid neatly down her throat and she began to suck, long slow strokes, her grip upon His hips tightening slightly as she felt Him begin to push back, both hands resting upon the back of her head, as though He could somehow get deeper within her. “Faster.” And she acquiesced, adjusting her ministrations, faster, sucking harder, feeling Him ram into the back of her throat, moaning at the silken feel of His skin, the feeling of absolute penetration. It mattered not that it was only her mouth He was using, for every part of her was His to use, and every part of her responded emphatically, sexually, to anything He might come up with. Again He groaned, a deep guttural sound, almost a growl, and she found herself roughly lifted, and thrown back upon the bed. Hands gripped her thighs, and pulled her towards the foot of the decadent, immense bed, and He came down to His knees, burying His face within her drenched pussy, lapping up her taste, and how she squirmed at His touch, her body writhing, her mouth feeling stretched, and well used, but now empty. Hands came to rest gently on the back of His head, as His tongue flicked over her clit, then dove to catch the moisture that exuded from her. Over and over He lapped at her, nibbled at her flesh, sometimes biting just a little to hard, causing her to jump, and cry out all the louder. Again she peaked, coming very hard, beside herself, she pulled Him up towards her, hungering for His kiss, and His cock buried hilt deep within her. He growled as He rose toward her and she knew she would pay for that aggression later. “my Tormentor, my Love, my Master please! I need you now!” she tried to convey the depth of that need, squirming, writhing, moaning, calling to Him as He remained poised above her, the tip of His cock resting lightly upon her clit, nudging it ever so slightly. The slightest of smiled crossed His features as He gazed down at her, dipping just slightly lower so that His phallus would slide inside her, but just the tip, her kegals worked furiously at it, trying to pull Him deeper as she lifted her hips towards Him, but He would pull away, denying her that pleasure. Arms rose and gripped His neck, hands pressed to His back, nails digging in slightly in her delirium as she pressed her body to Him, pressing her hips up even farther, straining with all she had within her need for Him, and just at the moment He slammed down into her, tearing at her pussy, delving in with precise vengeance, designed just to torment her, to bring her pleasure and pain. The highest peak was reached, and reached again; she rode it out, and knew that from this point on, she would have no rest until He found His completion. Nails dug deeper into His flesh and she bit into His shoulder, her cries deafening, but oh so sweet to the ears. Her hips bucked beneath Him as He fucked her hard and fast, His head thrown back as He growled every time He slipped within the tight confines of her pussy. He tore at her, punished her even as she ripped into His flesh. The pain took them both ever higher, till it seemed there was nothing left but the sensations, the two of them entwined within a primal passionate embrace. The pain became pleasure, the pleasure pain. Sure she was bleeding, so was He, it mattered not at this point, it never had. He punished her enough that these transgressions could be ignored… no not ignored, enjoyed…adored… this was the passion He so loved in her… the complete release, where she held back no rift of passion, no iota of need, where she became the animal, sultry, wanton and ferocious. He slipped and arm around her waist, His own nails digging into her as He lifted her even more from the bed, coming up onto His knees as He pulled her into His lap, never losing a thrust. Tearing at each other, joined, tasting the blood, the essence of the other, until finally, with a deep guttural growl, He came deep within her, thrusting roughly into her sore little pussy, and she cried to feel it, reaching a new, even higher peak, to know she pleased Him so fully. Calming, she leaned against Him, her head resting on His chest as He wrapped His arms around her, laying them both down. Their breathing still heavy from the act as He stroked her hair, and looked down into her eyes. “I love you my pet, I’ll hurt you, I’ll heal you, but I will always love you.” Lovelorn, captivated she stared back up at Him. “Forever I am yours, forever to do as you please, I’ll hurt you, I’ll heal you, but I love you and I need you.” On Her Knees to Please The pounding bass, steamy room, and dim lights of the club were racing through Jennifer's blood as she watched couples entwine on the dance floor. "Damn," she thought to herself, "I have got to get laid tonight!" She sipped her Coke and swiveled around on her stool to scan the room, looking for cute guys. Disappointed at not seeing any, she turned back to her Coke, but somehow she couldn't shake the feeling that someone was watching her. She turned again and her eyes locked with those of a very handsome stranger, a few yards from her. The crowd seemed to dim as he began to walk toward her, and she couldn't tear her eyes from him just as he seemed to be enthralled with her. He was tall, 6'4", with thick, short chestnut colored hair and sexy green eyes, dressed in tight leather pants and a shirt – she didn't notice what it looked like, since she was so entranced with the way he was hunting her. He came directly up to her, pulled her off her stool and close to his body – she could feel the heat radiating from him and it practically made her knees weak – and said in a low voice, sexier than she could possibly have imagined, "I'm Mike – come dance with me, gorgeous." She started to protest, trying not to give in too easily, mumbling something about her unfinished drink, upon hearing which he promptly picked up and downed the rest of the liquid. "Now you've got no excuse, beautiful – so come on." Her body tingling, Jen let this sexy stranger lead her out to the dance floor and pull her into him, swaying along to the music. She said, breathily, "My name is Jennifer, by the way." She heard his sound of approval – "Mmmm, Jennifer, what a beautiful name!" He pulled her closer, the aroma of her shampoo tantalizing his nostrils as her head rested just under his chin, her soft, shiny, mid-back length blonde hair settling under his nose. As they began to grind together Jen became aware of the prickling feeling that she was being watched again. She ignored it and began to rub up against Mike like a cat, her body pressing into his as he responded in kind, placing his hands around her waist and guiding her body's movements. Her cornflower blue eyes held his gaze as she slid down his body, still grinding into him, letting her gorgeous body and perfect breasts slide over his stomach, crotch, and legs and then worked her way back up, letting her fingernails trail over his thighs, stomach, and chest until her arms were around his neck. Across the crowded room, Mike's friend Gene was watching his friend dance with an amazingly sexy woman. Tall, coming to just under Mike's chin, and slender, she had beautiful long blonde hair. She wore a skin-tight red shirt, a knee-length black skirt with a slit up the thigh, and black knee high boots. Gene could feel himself getting turned on just watching her move with his friend. Jen couldn't shake the feeling that someone was watching her again, and just as she was about to mention it to Mike, she felt someone come up behind her. Surprised, she turned around as he set a hand on her waist, and looked up into the blue eyes of another tall man, this one with reddish-brown hair and a cute smile. He leaned down and whispered, "Hello, I'm Gene, and I've been watching you dance with Mike, and I must say, you are just beautiful." A new song came on, with a heavy beat, and Jen smiled at Gene. "I'm Jen, nice to meet you, Gene." She couldn't believe her luck! The two hottest guys in the club both wanted to dance with her! Mike offered, "Hey, man, why don't you join us?" Gene didn't need to be asked twice. He slid his hands over Jennifer's hips and moved into her, fitting his body into her curves as the three began to find a rhythm. She could feel that Gene had been turned on watching her as he pressed his hard cock into her ass. She moaned softly as the two men pushed and pulled her body between them, grinding into her, and Gene leaned down and murmured, "How does that feel, sexy?" She moaned louder, saying, "Mmmm wonderful!" Gene bent down from behind her and attached his lips to her neck, kissing and biting her soft skin, pulling her hair to the side and running his fingers through the long, silky mass. Mike ran his hands over her waist and down to her ass, pulling her against him so she could feel his rapidly growing cock press into her stomach. Jen could feel tingles of pleasure through her whole body – her pussy felt like it was on fire and their hands seemed to be burning her skin right through her clothes. She twined her fingers in Mike's hair and pulled him close to her, seeking his lips with hers. As her mouth touched his, it felt almost as if she had been shocked. The sparks thrilled her even more, and she parted her lips, allowing his tongue to explore her mouth. Gene slid his hands up over her stomach to cup her breasts, moving his lips to her other shoulder, leaving a trail of bites up to her ear. Mike slipped one hand down and caressed her stocking-covered thigh, lifting her leg in his hand as he touched her so her knee was at his waist, moving in even closer to her. Jen was amazed that his cock seemed to still be growing! Gene's shaft was thick against her ass, and she could hear his low moans as she rubbed her tight little butt against him. When Gene's lips reached her ear, he traced the outline of her earlobe with his tongue and growled, "Wanna get out of here, baby?" Jen moaned, "Yes!" Mike immediately took her hand and pulled, dragging her toward the door. Gene took her other hand, and they moved quickly out the door. Mike unlocked his green Explorer and got in. Gene opened the passenger door and Jen moved to get in the backseat, but Gene grabbed her around the waist and pulled her onto his lap in the front seat. They sped toward Mike and Gene's apartment, and Jen was squirming on Gene's lap from the feeling of his cock pressing into her ass. She decided she wanted more of what they had going at the club, so she reached her hand out and began to stroke Mike's cock as he drove. He moaned softly, and as her hand sped up he began to lightly thrust his hips. Her fingers began to play with his button and zipper, undoing them and reaching inside. He moaned out loud as her cool palm came in contact with his shaft. She pulled it out of his boxers, exclaiming, "Wow!" when she saw how big he was. If Mike was surprised at feeling her fingers, he had no idea what to expect next. Jen bent over and swirled her tongue around his throbbing head. He moaned, "Ohhhhhh, Jen!" She smiled a sexy smile up at him, and moved her lips around him, engulfing as much as she could of his 8 ½ inches in her mouth. Mike couldn't believe this, he could barely concentrate on the road as he watched this little vixen suck his cock. Gene, not wanting to be left out, caressed Jen's ass as she leaned over to suck his friend. He pushed her skirt up, revealing her gorgeous, barely covered ass. His hands wandered up to pull down her stockings, and his fingers lightly traced the path of her tiny red thong panties, feeling that they were soaked. She moaned around Mike's cock, and Gene slid a finger under her thong, feeling her wetness. He found her hole and inserted his middle finger slowly into her pussy, making her moan louder and thrust back at him. He took that as a hint and slipped another finger in, marveling at how tight she was. Mike tried desperately to keep control, but he could feel his balls tightening and he moaned, "Oh, Jen, I'm gonna cum…" Before he could get the words out, Jen removed her mouth from his cock, leaving Mike thrusting his hips, trying to cum, but she wouldn't return. He growled in frustration and pressed down on the accelerator harder. Gene's fingers were thrusting in and out of Jen's pussy, covered in her juices. Mike swung the car into the driveway, pushing it into park and jumping out. Gene and Jen followed suit. As soon as they entered the apartment, Mike slammed Jen back against the door, pressing his swollen shaft into her thigh, moaning, "You naughty girl, teasing me like that – you're gonna pay!" He picked her up as if she were a feather and began to climb the stairs, planting soft kisses all over her face and neck. Gene disappeared down the hallway, unnoticed by Jen, who was reveling in Mike's kisses, excited at the thought of being punished by these two sexy men. Mike opened the door to his room, took the floor between the door and his bed in two long strides, and threw her down on the bed, pushing her back and kissing her as he moved on top of her, letting her feel his erection through their clothes as his tongue explored her sweet mouth. His hands caressed her chest, roughly squeezing her breasts, making her moan. He broke the kiss and pulled at the hem of her shirt. Knowing what he wanted, Jen raised her arms and Mike tore her shirt off, throwing it on the floor to the side of the bed. Gene walked in, cock making a huge tent in his pants, and set a bowl on the endtable. He tapped Mike, who was kissing Jen's neck, on the back, and Mike reluctantly got up and brought the bowl to the bed. Jen strained to see what the two men were doing, running her hands up Gene's back under his shirt, pulling it off. Mike took his off too and the two men turned their backs to Jen. Jen laid back as Mike and Gene moved over her body, large and powerful compared to her. She whimpered in anticipation of what was to come. They each took one of her feet in their big hands, massaging them, making her close her eyes with a blissful smile. Suddenly she felt something that shocked her – the soles of her feet were getting cold! She opened her eyes and tried to see what the men were doing. When Gene moved his hands to the top of her left foot, she gasped and moaned – in his fingers was a cube of ice that he was using to massage her. Mike did the same to her other foot. As his fingers tightened her muscles with the ice, he lowered his mouth to her foot, licking the sole and moving up to take each of her toes into his warm mouth. The men moved up to her calves, rubbing the ice along the curves of her muscles, replacing their cold fingers with their warm tongues. Jennifer was squirming under their touch, her mind telling her to fight but her body telling her to surrender to their lips. Gene dragged an ice cube over the back of her knee and then began to kiss her there, making her moan, while Mike rubbed her thighs with his cold fingers and hot mouth. Both men dragged the ice over her inner thighs and hips, sucking the cold droplets from her skin. They flipped her over and dragged the ice cubes over her firm ass, letting the freezing water drip onto her tiny hole, then once again lapping it up with their tongues. They moved their hands to her lower back, an ice cube in each hand, and began to run their hands up her back, licking from the base of her spine to her neck. Jennifer's hips bucked and she was screaming out loud in pleasure as their tongues sent chills along her spine. Mike and Gene quickly flipped her over again and began to work on her breasts, running the ice in circles around them, coming closer and closer to her nipples with each pass. They finally dragged the cold ice over her nipples, instantly turning them to hard points, then ran their rough tongues over them, sucking the tiny buds into their mouths. Jennifer whimpered in pleasure and begged them to touch her where she needed it most. At this request, the boys nodded to each other. Mike moved up to thrust his tongue in her mouth, making her moan as Gene traveled back down her body, filling her navel with cold liquid and licking it out. He kissed a trail from her breasts past her bellybutton, reaching for another ice cube as she moaned and bucked her hips in pleasure. He took the ice cube in his hands and began to run it teasingly over her clit, making her scream in both pleasure and frustration. True to the pattern he and Mike had been following, Gene's lips soon followed the ice cube, covering Jennifer's clit and flicking it with his tongue. As she began to thrust toward his mouth, moaning into Mike's kiss, Gene took another cube and, without warning, thrust it into her soaking wet pussy. Jennifer exploded with a scream, cumming all over Gene's lips and face as he buried his mouth in her cunt. When he had lapped up all of Jennifer's sweet juices Gene knelt over her. Jennifer regained her breath and the men could see the look of lust in her eyes. She looked at them both and said, "I want to see what's under those pants of yours, boys." Mike and Gene both stood and removed their pants. Both men's boxers did nothing to hide a pair of huge erections. Jen licked her lips and motioned for them to continue removing their clothes. They did and her eyes widened when she saw their cocks. "Are those for me?" The men nodded and Jennifer got up from the bed and knelt on the floor in front of them. Wasting no time, she took Mike's shaft in one hand and Gene's in the other. She couldn't wrap her hand around either of them! She felt her pussy tingle with excitement just at the thought of these hard cocks filling her up. She slid her tongue out to touch the tip of Mike's cock, rubbing his head against her wet lips while stroking Gene. Mike moaned and put his hands on her head, trying to force her mouth around him, and Jen complied, taking him into her mouth and sucking steadily, running her tongue over his shaft. He pushed his cock further into her mouth and was just beginning to pick up the pace when Jen pulled away, making him growl in frustration. She kept her hand around him, pumping him slowly, as she turned her head and took Gene's cock in her mouth. She lowered her head as far as she could, taking his cock all the way into her throat and fondling his balls with her fingers. Gene was moaning and she knew he was close to cumming, so once again she pulled away. She moved back to Mike's cock and began to jerk Gene off, one hand after the other along his shaft, making a continuous stroking motion that was driving him wild. Jen released Mike's cock from her mouth and took Gene's in again, swirling her tongue over the most sensitive area on the underside, then took Mike's cock in her hand and began to guide it past her lips also. The two men moaned as their cocks filled her mouth, their tips stretching her lips to capacity as she rapidly flicked her tongue over their hot spots. The feeling of Jen's tongue on their cocks was making both men moan, and as she sucked them Jen kneaded their balls, tight and heavy with cum, moaning, "Please, boys, fill my mouth with your cum! Cum for me!" They could take no more and both exploded, shooting load after load of cum past her lips. Her mouth was filled and they were still cumming, their cream dripping down her chin and all over her tits. When she finally felt no more streams of cum hitting her tongue she swallowed all that was in her mouth, rubbing the rest into her tits and sucking it off of her fingers. She looked up at them, smiling, and her expression turned to delighted shock when she saw they were still hard – cocks still throbbing with need. Jen could feel a burning inside her pussy, an ache to be filled. She pushed Mike onto the bed, flat on his back, and impaled herself on his hard cock, filling herself and burying him to the hilt inside her pussy. She moaned in ecstasy as his huge shaft filled her, making her want more. She began to rock her hips back and forth and to slide up and down on his cock, filling herself over and over. Gene stood watching the two, hand wrapped around his cock, stroking at her pace. As Jen became more excited she began to bounce up and down on Mike's cock, riding him harder, and Gene couldn't take it. He moved behind her and placed the tip of his cock at her ass, asking, "May I?" Jennifer moaned, "Yes! Fill me with your cock!" Gene needed no further encouragement. Mike held Jen's hips to keep her still as Gene slowly slid the head of his huge cock into Jennifer's tight ass. He moaned and moaned, loudly, unable to believe the pressure on his cock. He thrust in inch by inch until his entire length was buried in her ass, his balls touching her soft skin. Jennifer was in pain, she had never had her ass fucked before, but Gene held still to let her get used to his size. Before long, Jen was rocking her hips slightly, telling the men she wanted more. Gene began to pump her ass slowly, sliding his cock almost all the way out before burying it back in as Jen rode Mike's cock. They soon found a rhythm that pleased them all and they began to fondle each other to make their experience better. Mike took Jen's nipples in his mouth, sucking on them and making her cry out in pleasure. Jen reached down and massaged his balls while she rode him. Watching her, seeing his cock sliding in and out of her pussy, was turning Mike on immensely – he didn't know how much more of her slow pace he could take. He wanted to fuck her hard. Their slow pace coupled with Mike's licking of her nipples was slowly driving Jen closer and closer to the edge. When Gene reached around her body and found her clit, rubbing it in circles, just the way she liked, her pussy tensed and she moaned, "Oh, boys, I'm going to cum!" Mike bit down on her right nipple while Gene rubbed her clit, and Jen's body convulsed as her orgasm swept over her. "Oh, that's it…I'm cumming!" The boys could feel her muscles contracting as she came, and they continued to thrust slowly in and out of her while she orgasmed. As Jen's breathing calmed down, she realized she still felt that burning itch inside, the need to be fucked and filled by these two men. She began to move again, and Mike and Gene, surprised that she wanted more, were happy to oblige, picking up the pace of their thrusts slightly. The two men were turned on immensely watching their cocks disappear inside of Jennifer's body and feeling their cocks rub together through her inner walls. After they saw her orgasm, Mike and Gene were ready to stop teasing and to fuck her the way she needed to be fucked. Gene began to speed up his thrusts, forcing Jen to ride Mike's throbbing cock harder. Jen could feel her clit tingling again, and suddenly she felt Mike's cock hit just the right spot inside of her – she let out a scream and went wild, trying to get his cock to touch that sensitive spot every time, to satisfy her craving for cock. Gene groaned and sped his thrusts up, his balls slapping Jennifer's ass as he too began to get closer to orgasm. Mike and Gene were moaning uncontrollably as Jennifer's tight pussy and ass squeezed their cocks. She could feel their shafts expanding inside of her as Mike cried out, "Oh, yes! I'm gonna cum!" Jen worked her hips even harder, moaning, "I want you both to cum inside of me! Fill me up with your cum, let your hard cocks explode inside me!" Gene and Mike both lost control and thrust deeper and deeper into her, balls slapping her as they began to cum, moaning and exploding into their orgasms. The huge, powerful jets of cum they shot into Jen's ass and pussy made her muscles tighten around them, milking their cocks even harder, and she began to cum from the feeling of their cream spraying her walls, hitting her most sensitive spot from both sides. She came for what seemed like an eternity, both men still fucking her spasming pussy and cumming into her. As her body returned to earth she breathed heavily, worn out by the intensity of her orgasm. Gene pulled his softening cock out of her ass and she carefully climbed off of Mike, and all three flopped to the bed, sated and exhausted. Mike was asleep within moments, and Jennifer went to get up. Gene tried to hold her back, wrapping his arms around her waist, but she whispered, "I'm going to take a shower, sexy – I want to get all cleaned up." Gene reluctantly let her go and watched her walk across the room. He could see traces of his and Mike's cum around her neatly shaven pussy and her sexy ass. He closed his eyes as she entered the bathroom. On Her Knees to Please The pounding bass, steamy room, and dim lights of the club were racing through Jennifer’s blood as she watched couples entwine on the dance floor. “Damn,” she thought to herself, “I have got to get laid tonight!” She sipped her Coke and swiveled around on her stool to scan the room, looking for cute guys. Disappointed at not seeing any, she turned back to her Coke, but somehow she couldn’t shake the feeling that someone was watching her. She turned again and her eyes locked with those of a very handsome stranger, a few yards from her. The crowd seemed to dim as he began to walk toward her, and she couldn’t tear her eyes from him just as he seemed to be enthralled with her. He was tall, 6’4”, with thick, short chestnut colored hair and sexy green eyes, dressed in tight leather pants and a shirt – she didn’t notice what it looked like, since she was so entranced with the way he was hunting her. He came directly up to her, pulled her off her stool and close to his body – she could feel the heat radiating from him and it practically made her knees weak – and said in a low voice, sexier than she could possibly have imagined, “I’m Mike – come dance with me, gorgeous.” She started to protest, trying not to give in too easily, mumbling something about her unfinished drink, upon hearing which he promptly picked up and downed the rest of the liquid. “Now you’ve got no excuse, beautiful – so come on.” Her body tingling, Jen let this sexy stranger lead her out to the dance floor and pull her into him, swaying along to the music. She said, breathily, “My name is Jennifer, by the way.” She heard his sound of approval – “Mmmm, Jennifer, what a beautiful name!” He pulled her closer, the aroma of her shampoo tantalizing his nostrils as her head rested just under his chin, her soft, shiny, mid-back length blonde hair settling under his nose. As they began to grind together Jen became aware of the prickling feeling that she was being watched again. She ignored it and began to rub up against Mike like a cat, her body pressing into his as he responded in kind, placing his hands around her waist and guiding her body’s movements. Her cornflower blue eyes held his gaze as she slid down his body, still grinding into him, letting her gorgeous body and perfect breasts slide over his stomach, crotch, and legs and then worked her way back up, letting her fingernails trail over his thighs, stomach, and chest until her arms were around his neck. Across the crowded room, Mike’s friend Gene was watching his friend dance with an amazingly sexy woman. Tall, coming to just under Mike’s chin, and slender, she had beautiful long blonde hair. She wore a skin-tight red shirt, a knee-length black skirt with a slit up the thigh, and black knee high boots. Gene could feel himself getting turned on just watching her move with his friend. Jen couldn’t shake the feeling that someone was watching her again, and just as she was about to mention it to Mike, she felt someone come up behind her. Surprised, she turned around as he set a hand on her waist, and looked up into the blue eyes of another tall man, this one with reddish-brown hair and a cute smile. He leaned down and whispered, “Hello, I’m Gene, and I’ve been watching you dance with Mike, and I must say, you are just beautiful.” A new song came on, with a heavy beat, and Jen smiled at Gene. “I’m Jen, nice to meet you, Gene.” She couldn’t believe her luck! The two hottest guys in the club both wanted to dance with her! Mike offered, “Hey, man, why don’t you join us?” Gene didn’t need to be asked twice. He slid his hands over Jennifer’s hips and moved into her, fitting his body into her curves as the three began to find a rhythm. She could feel that Gene had been turned on watching her as he pressed his hard cock into her ass. She moaned softly as the two men pushed and pulled her body between them, grinding into her, and Gene leaned down and murmured, “How does that feel, sexy?” She moaned louder, saying, “Mmmm wonderful!” Gene bent down from behind her and attached his lips to her neck, kissing and biting her soft skin, pulling her hair to the side and running his fingers through the long, silky mass. Mike ran his hands over her waist and down to her ass, pulling her against him so she could feel his rapidly growing cock press into her stomach. Jen could feel tingles of pleasure through her whole body – her pussy felt like it was on fire and their hands seemed to be burning her skin right through her clothes. She twined her fingers in Mike’s hair and pulled him close to her, seeking his lips with hers. As her mouth touched his, it felt almost as if she had been shocked. The sparks thrilled her even more, and she parted her lips, allowing his tongue to explore her mouth. Gene slid his hands up over her stomach to cup her breasts, moving his lips to her other shoulder, leaving a trail of bites up to her ear. Mike slipped one hand down and caressed her stocking-covered thigh, lifting her leg in his hand as he touched her so her knee was at his waist, moving in even closer to her. Jen was amazed that his cock seemed to still be growing! Gene’s shaft was thick against her ass, and she could hear his low moans as she rubbed her tight little butt against him. When Gene’s lips reached her ear, he traced the outline of her earlobe with his tongue and growled, “Wanna get out of here, baby?” Jen moaned, “Yes!” Mike immediately took her hand and pulled, dragging her toward the door. Gene took her other hand, and they moved quickly out the door. Mike unlocked his green Explorer and got in. Gene opened the passenger door and Jen moved to get in the backseat, but Gene grabbed her around the waist and pulled her onto his lap in the front seat. They sped toward Mike and Gene’s apartment, and Jen was squirming on Gene’s lap from the feeling of his cock pressing into her ass. She decided she wanted more of what they had going at the club, so she reached her hand out and began to stroke Mike’s cock as he drove. He moaned softly, and as her hand sped up he began to lightly thrust his hips. Her fingers began to play with his button and zipper, undoing them and reaching inside. He moaned out loud as her cool palm came in contact with his shaft. She pulled it out of his boxers, exclaiming, “Wow!” when she saw how big he was. If Mike was surprised at feeling her fingers, he had no idea what to expect next. Jen bent over and swirled her tongue around his throbbing head. He moaned, “Ohhhhhh, Jen!” She smiled a sexy smile up at him, and moved her lips around him, engulfing as much as she could of his 8 ½ inches in her mouth. Mike couldn’t believe this, he could barely concentrate on the road as he watched this little vixen suck his cock. Gene, not wanting to be left out, caressed Jen’s ass as she leaned over to suck his friend. He pushed her skirt up, revealing her gorgeous, barely covered ass. His hands wandered up to pull down her stockings, and his fingers lightly traced the path of her tiny red thong panties, feeling that they were soaked. She moaned around Mike’s cock, and Gene slid a finger under her thong, feeling her wetness. He found her hole and inserted his middle finger slowly into her pussy, making her moan louder and thrust back at him. He took that as a hint and slipped another finger in, marveling at how tight she was. Mike tried desperately to keep control, but he could feel his balls tightening and he moaned, “Oh, Jen, I’m gonna cum…” Before he could get the words out, Jen removed her mouth from his cock, leaving Mike thrusting his hips, trying to cum, but she wouldn’t return. He growled in frustration and pressed down on the accelerator harder. Gene’s fingers were thrusting in and out of Jen’s pussy, covered in her juices. Mike swung the car into the driveway, pushing it into park and jumping out. Gene and Jen followed suit. As soon as they entered the apartment, Mike slammed Jen back against the door, pressing his swollen shaft into her thigh, moaning, “You naughty girl, teasing me like that – you’re gonna pay!” He picked her up as if she were a feather and began to climb the stairs, planting soft kisses all over her face and neck. Gene disappeared down the hallway, unnoticed by Jen, who was reveling in Mike’s kisses, excited at the thought of being punished by these two sexy men. Mike opened the door to his room, took the floor between the door and his bed in two long strides, and threw her down on the bed, pushing her back and kissing her as he moved on top of her, letting her feel his erection through their clothes as his tongue explored her sweet mouth. His hands caressed her chest, roughly squeezing her breasts, making her moan. He broke the kiss and pulled at the hem of her shirt. Knowing what he wanted, Jen raised her arms and Mike tore her shirt off, throwing it on the floor to the side of the bed. Gene walked in, cock making a huge tent in his pants, and set a bowl on the endtable. He tapped Mike, who was kissing Jen’s neck, on the back, and Mike reluctantly got up and brought the bowl to the bed. Jen strained to see what the two men were doing, running her hands up Gene’s back under his shirt, pulling it off. Mike took his off too and the two men turned their backs to Jen. Jen laid back as Mike and Gene moved over her body, large and powerful compared to her. She whimpered in anticipation of what was to come. They each took one of her feet in their big hands, massaging them, making her close her eyes with a blissful smile. Suddenly she felt something that shocked her – the soles of her feet were getting cold! She opened her eyes and tried to see what the men were doing. When Gene moved his hands to the top of her left foot, she gasped and moaned – in his fingers was a cube of ice that he was using to massage her. Mike did the same to her other foot. As his fingers tightened her muscles with the ice, he lowered his mouth to her foot, licking the sole and moving up to take each of her toes into his warm mouth. The men moved up to her calves, rubbing the ice along the curves of her muscles, replacing their cold fingers with their warm tongues. Jennifer was squirming under their touch, her mind telling her to fight but her body telling her to surrender to their lips. Gene dragged an ice cube over the back of her knee and then began to kiss her there, making her moan, while Mike rubbed her thighs with his cold fingers and hot mouth. Both men dragged the ice over her inner thighs and hips, sucking the cold droplets from her skin. They flipped her over and dragged the ice cubes over her firm ass, letting the freezing water drip onto her tiny hole, then once again lapping it up with their tongues. They moved their hands to her lower back, an ice cube in each hand, and began to run their hands up her back, licking from the base of her spine to her neck. Jennifer’s hips bucked and she was screaming out loud in pleasure as their tongues sent chills along her spine. Mike and Gene quickly flipped her over again and began to work on her breasts, running the ice in circles around them, coming closer and closer to her nipples with each pass. They finally dragged the cold ice over her nipples, instantly turning them to hard points, then ran their rough tongues over them, sucking the tiny buds into their mouths. Jennifer whimpered in pleasure and begged them to touch her where she needed it most. At this request, the boys nodded to each other. Mike moved up to thrust his tongue in her mouth, making her moan as Gene traveled back down her body, filling her navel with cold liquid and licking it out. He kissed a trail from her breasts past her bellybutton, reaching for another ice cube as she moaned and bucked her hips in pleasure. He took the ice cube in his hands and began to run it teasingly over her clit, making her scream in both pleasure and frustration. True to the pattern he and Mike had been following, Gene’s lips soon followed the ice cube, covering Jennifer’s clit and flicking it with his tongue. As she began to thrust toward his mouth, moaning into Mike’s kiss, Gene took another cube and, without warning, thrust it into her soaking wet pussy. Jennifer exploded with a scream, cumming all over Gene’s lips and face as he buried his mouth in her cunt. When he had lapped up all of Jennifer’s sweet juices Gene knelt over her. Jennifer regained her breath and the men could see the look of lust in her eyes. She looked at them both and said, “I want to see what’s under those pants of yours, boys.” Mike and Gene both stood and removed their pants. Both men’s boxers did nothing to hide a pair of huge erections. Jen licked her lips and motioned for them to continue removing their clothes. They did and her eyes widened when she saw their cocks. “Are those for me?” The men nodded and Jennifer got up from the bed and knelt on the floor in front of them. Wasting no time, she took Mike’s shaft in one hand and Gene’s in the other. She couldn’t wrap her hand around either of them! She felt her pussy tingle with excitement just at the thought of these hard cocks filling her up. She slid her tongue out to touch the tip of Mike’s cock, rubbing his head against her wet lips while stroking Gene. Mike moaned and put his hands on her head, trying to force her mouth around him, and Jen complied, taking him into her mouth and sucking steadily, running her tongue over his shaft. He pushed his cock further into her mouth and was just beginning to pick up the pace when Jen pulled away, making him growl in frustration. She kept her hand around him, pumping him slowly, as she turned her head and took Gene’s cock in her mouth. She lowered her head as far as she could, taking his cock all the way into her throat and fondling his balls with her fingers. Gene was moaning and she knew he was close to cumming, so once again she pulled away. She moved back to Mike’s cock and began to jerk Gene off, one hand after the other along his shaft, making a continuous stroking motion that was driving him wild. Jen released Mike’s cock from her mouth and took Gene’s in again, swirling her tongue over the most sensitive area on the underside, then took Mike’s cock in her hand and began to guide it past her lips also. The two men moaned as their cocks filled her mouth, their tips stretching her lips to capacity as she rapidly flicked her tongue over their hot spots. The feeling of Jen’s tongue on their cocks was making both men moan, and as she sucked them Jen kneaded their balls, tight and heavy with cum, moaning, “Please, boys, fill my mouth with your cum! Cum for me!” They could take no more and both exploded, shooting load after load of cum past her lips. Her mouth was filled and they were still cumming, their cream dripping down her chin and all over her tits. When she finally felt no more streams of cum hitting her tongue she swallowed all that was in her mouth, rubbing the rest into her tits and sucking it off of her fingers. She looked up at them, smiling, and her expression turned to delighted shock when she saw they were still hard – cocks still throbbing with need. Jen could feel a burning inside her pussy, an ache to be filled. She pushed Mike onto the bed, flat on his back, and impaled herself on his hard cock, filling herself and burying him to the hilt inside her pussy. She moaned in ecstasy as his huge shaft filled her, making her want more. She began to rock her hips back and forth and to slide up and down on his cock, filling herself over and over. Gene stood watching the two, hand wrapped around his cock, stroking at her pace. As Jen became more excited she began to bounce up and down on Mike’s cock, riding him harder, and Gene couldn’t take it. He moved behind her and placed the tip of his cock at her ass, asking, “Can I?” Jennifer moaned, “Yes! Fill me with your cock!” Gene needed no further encouragement. Mike held Jen’s hips to keep her still as Gene slowly slid the head of his huge cock into Jennifer’s tight ass. He moaned and moaned, loudly, unable to believe the pressure on his cock. He thrust in inch by inch until his entire length was buried in her ass, his balls touching her soft skin. Jennifer was in pain, she had never had her ass fucked before, but Gene held still to let her get used to his size. Before long, Jen was rocking her hips slightly, telling the men she wanted more. Gene began to pump her ass slowly, sliding his cock almost all the way out before burying it back in as Jen rode Mike’s cock. They soon found a rhythm that pleased them all and they began to fondle each other to make their experience better. Mike took Jen’s nipples in his mouth, sucking on them and making her cry out in pleasure. Jen reached down and massaged his balls while she rode him. Watching her, seeing his cock sliding in and out of her pussy, was turning Mike on immensely – he didn’t know how much more of her slow pace he could take. He wanted to fuck her hard. Their slow pace coupled with Mike’s licking of her nipples was slowly driving Jen closer and closer to the edge. When Gene reached around her body and found her clit, rubbing it in circles, just the way she liked, her pussy tensed and she moaned, “Oh, boys, I’m going to cum!” Mike bit down on her right nipple while Gene rubbed her clit, and Jen’s body convulsed as her orgasm swept over her. “Oh, that’s it…I’m cumming!” The boys could feel her muscles contracting as she came, and they continued to thrust slowly in and out of her while she orgasmed. As Jen’s breathing calmed down, she realized she still felt that burning itch inside, the need to be fucked and filled by these two men. She began to move again, and Mike and Gene, surprised that she wanted more, were happy to oblige, picking up the pace of their thrusts slightly. The two men were turned on immensely watching their cocks disappear inside of Jennifer’s body and feeling their cocks rub together through her inner walls. After they saw her orgasm, Mike and Gene were ready to stop teasing and to fuck her the way she needed to be fucked. Gene began to speed up his thrusts, forcing Jen to ride Mike’s throbbing cock harder. Jen could feel her clit tingling again, and suddenly she felt Mike’s cock hit just the right spot inside of her – she let out a scream and went wild, trying to get his cock to touch that sensitive spot every time, to satisfy her craving for cock. Gene groaned and sped his thrusts up, his balls slapping Jennifer’s ass as he too began to get closer to orgasm. Mike and Gene were moaning uncontrollably as Jennifer’s tight pussy and ass squeezed their cocks. She could feel their shafts expanding inside of her as Mike cried out, “Oh, yes! I’m gonna cum!” Jen worked her hips even harder, moaning, “I want you both to cum inside of me! Fill me up with your cum, let your hard cocks explode inside me!” Gene and Mike both lost control and thrust deeper and deeper into her, balls slapping her as they began to cum, moaning and exploding into their orgasms. The huge, powerful jets of cum they shot into Jen’s ass and pussy made her muscles tighten around them, milking their cocks even harder, and she began to cum from the feeling of their cream spraying her walls, hitting her most sensitive spot from both sides. She came for what seemed like an eternity, both men still fucking her spasming pussy and cumming into her. As her body returned to earth she breathed heavily, worn out by the intensity of her orgasm. Gene pulled his softening cock out of her ass and she carefully climbed off of Mike, and all three flopped to the bed, sated and exhausted. Mike was asleep within moments, and Jennifer went to get up. Gene tried to hold her back, wrapping his arms around her waist, but she whispered, “I’m going to take a shower, sexy – I want to get all cleaned up.” Gene reluctantly let her go and watched her walk across the room. He could see traces of his and Mike’s cum around her neatly shaven pussy and her sexy ass. He closed his eyes as she entered the bathroom. On Her Knees to Please Jen got the shower water started, waited for it to warm up, and stepped in, washcloth in hand. She closed her eyes and leaned her head back, letting the warm spray soak her hair and soothe her muscles. Eyes still closed, she picked up the soap and began to spread it on her washcloth, but suddenly the cloth was snatched out of her hands as a pair of strong arms wrapped around her from behind and a hard cock pressed into her butt. Gene’s voice growled in her ear, “Thinking about your sexy naked body in the shower, touching yourself and cleaning yourself off was driving me wild, baby – I had to come in and see if I could be of assistance.” He took her soapy washcloth and turned her to face him, gently cleaning her face as she raised it up to meet his fingers. He turned her back around and began to run his washcloth over her shoulders, massaging them at the same time, then in long strokes from her lower back to her neck. Gene slid his arms around her waist and began to soap her stomach, paying special attention to her bellybutton before moving up to take each breast in his hands and gently wash her soft skin. Once her soft moans told him that she was enjoying being washed by him he released her breasts and moved around to kneel at her feet. He took each foot in his hand and washed it carefully, then scrubbed her calves. He paused to get more soap on his washcloth, then continued to rub her sexy body, next moving up to her thighs. He carefully washed the outsides of her thighs and the backs of her legs, then finally, with a feather-light touch, he caressed the insides of her thighs with the soapy washcloth. Gene’s cock was throbbing now; he was so turned on at taking care of and caressing this beautiful woman, smelling her clean body, and hearing her moans as he touched her. He couldn’t stop himself – he leaned forward and began to place little kisses on her mound, then found her clit with his tongue and began to stimulate it, causing her to cry out. His hands wandered around to her ass and he cleaned her perfect cheeks with his washcloth, delving into the crack between them to make sure he got all of the cum he had left there earlier. While he continued to lick her clit, he wiped her pussy with the washcloth, then threw the cloth to the floor and grabbed Jen’s ass, pulling her closer to his hungry mouth. Jennifer moaned and twined her fingers in his hair, spreading her legs to give him access to her clit, trying to pull him closer and feel his mouth around her. Gene looked up and saw her, eyes closed, cupping her tits in her hand, pulling her nipples, and moaned. The deep vibration of his moans against her clit made Jennifer buck her hips toward his mouth and whimper loudly, desperately needing release. Gene finally gave in, sucking her clit into his mouth and flicking it with his tongue, caressing it with his lips, and Jennifer immediately exploded, throwing her head back into the shower spray and moaning long and loud. When Gene had lapped up all of her delicious juices, he stood up, placed a hand under the still-trembling Jennifer’s chin, and brought her lips to his, kissing her tenderly and sharing her taste with her. She moaned softly at the taste and reached next to her for the bar of soap, lathering her hands up. Gene briefly wondered what she was doing and then suddenly his mind went numb as if it had received an electrical shock. Jennifer took her soapy hands and put them on his throbbing cock, stroking him from base to tip with both hands, one after the other, in a steady rhythm, so that his cock was being constantly stimulated. When she thought he was sufficiently turned on she removed her hands, making him growl in frustration, but his growl turned into a moan of exquisite pleasure as she dropped to her knees in front of him and took the head of his cock into her mouth. She began to bob up and down on his shaft, sucking him in and out of her hot, wet mouth as he moaned uncontrollably and thrust his hips forward to meet her lips, forcing his cock further and further down her throat. She picked up the soap again and lathered her hands, then began to massage his balls with her slippery fingers. She took one finger and traced the outline of the crack in his ass, circling her finger around his hole but never penetrating, the tickling sensation causing him to growl and begin fucking her throat, pumping his growing cock in and out of her mouth. Just as he was about to explode, she moaned, “Cum all over my tits, sexy!” He pulled out of her mouth and frantically stroked his cock, moaning louder and louder, thrusting his hips toward her as he exploded, spraying his cum on her tits, sending jets of his warm cream at her nipples and in between her breasts. She moved her hand up to join his as his stroking slowed down and to her surprise, instead of softening his cock was getting harder! He growled, “I want to fuck that tight pussy…” Jen moaned and Gene swept her up in his arms, pushing her back against the cold tile wall, pushing his cock into her and beginning to thrust in and out. She moaned in his ear, “Oh, Gene, you’re so big! I love the way you fill my pussy!” He thrust harder and harder, the hot water pounding on his back as his thrusts sped up. He reached between them and began to finger her sensitive clit, making her arch her back, thrusting toward him. Her legs wrapped around his waist as he held her up, fucking her tight pussy until he felt her walls begin to contract. Jen began to cum, loving how rough he was and how good he felt inside of her. Miraculously Gene managed to hold back his orgasm, but the sight of this beautiful woman cumming around his cock made him more aroused than ever and he began to drive into her even more forcefully as he felt his cock begin to grow and his balls start to tingle. The increased friction and stretching of her cunt as his cock expanded to shoot its load made Jennifer cum again, screaming this time, as she felt Gene’s hot cum exploding inside of her pussy. The couple rode out their orgasms, bucking against each other to try to prolong their ecstasy. When their pleasure finally subsided, Gene’s softening cock slipped out of Jennifer’s cum-filled pussy and he helped her slide down the wall and put her feet on the shower floor. She leaned against his chest, regaining her breath, and when she was recovered she took his face in her hands and stood on tiptoes to kiss him. “Thank you,” she said. “Mmmm, you’re welcome, anytime, baby,” Gene replied. “I hope we can do this more often.” Jennifer stepped out of the shower and grabbed one of the pale yellow, fluffy, warm towels hanging on the rack. She wrapped it around herself and began to dry off as she listened to Gene whistling as he washed himself in the shower. She toweled her hair, removing all the drips from the ends, and rubbed the towel over her smooth skin. She wrapped it around herself like a dress and opened the door to the bedroom, intent on finding her clothes. When she reached the bed, she stopped, smiling. Mike lay curled up on the bed, arm under his pillow, a big smile on his face as he slept. She could see his cock, semi-hard in the cool air and she felt a wave of warmth sweep over her body at the sight. She pulled her towel-dress tighter around her and climbed onto the bed as softly as she could, trying not to disturb Mike. She lay down next to his hips and slowly took his partially soft cock into her mouth. She found that she could take all of him in when he wasn’t fully erect, and began to concentrate on getting him hard, sucking him in and out and running her tongue all over his shaft, watching him all the time. Mike began to groan and stir in his sleep, turning onto his back so Jen had better access to his cock, which was steadily growing in her mouth. She saw one eye open and survey the scene in front of him, this naked, wet vixen sucking his cock while he was asleep, and his eyes opened lazily as he swallowed hard, moaning. “Good morning, baby!” Jen exclaimed, talking around his cock, looking into his eyes as his shaft made an obscene bulge in her cheek. Mike groaned, thoroughly enjoying being woken up like this, and thrust his hips up toward her lips. Jen dropped her hand from her towel, causing it to fall and reveal her freshly clean, naked body to his eyes. He pulled her lips off of his cock and up to his, kissing her and murmuring, “I have an idea, baby – I want to taste that gorgeous body of yours.” She smiled and said, “Sure, sexy!” happy to know that the renewed ache between her legs was going to be taken care of. Mike gently pushed her back toward the edge of the bed, laying her down and pausing to admire her body – creamy skin, perfect shape, all around beautiful. He straddled her, so that his ass was facing her, and dipped a finger into her slit, moaning softly at how wet she was for him. He ran his finger over her clit several times, making her whimper, before pushing up on his hands and knees and dangling his huge cock, now fully hard, even harder than earlier, in front of her face. Jen took the hint and reached up, taking his cock and guiding it into her mouth and down her throat as she leaned off the edge of the bed. Mike muffled his moans at her taking his cock in her mouth by burying his head in her pussy, moaning into her sensitive flesh as he began to kiss and lick everywhere. As Mike began to eat her out, Jennifer slowly tilted her head back, allowing more and more of his cock to slide down her throat. Soon her lips were touching his balls as she had completely swallowed his 9 inch length. Feeling his cock embedded in her throat was making Mike wild, and he began to thrust his hips, fucking her mouth as he inserted two fingers into her soaked pussy. She screamed at the penetration, causing intense vibrations around his cock that made him moan with the need to cum. Her hands moved to his balls, feeling how heavy they were with cum for her as she deep throated him, allowing him to fuck her mouth. He circled her swollen clit over and over with his tongue, adding a third finger to her pussy and fucking her. He bit down gently on her clit, making her scream. As his cock pumped in and out of her vibrating throat, the head pushing further than he had ever felt, he felt the need to cum washing over him and he took her clit into his mouth, sucking it while he finger-fucked her, wanting her to cum at the same time. Mike felt her pussy begin to tighten around his fingers, so that he was barely able to fit them inside of her. Imagining what her tight pussy felt like around his cock earlier and feeling her throat struggling to take his huge cock and the way her throat was rubbing against his sensitive underside was making his balls tense. With a loud moan he thrust one last time into her mouth, exploding his cum down her throat as she cried out and came, bucking her hips against his fingers and lips. As they came down from their orgasmic high, Mike and Jennifer relaxed on top of each other. When she finally felt Mike relax, Jen got up and reversed her position on the bed, putting her head on one of the soft, fluffy pillows, exhausted. Mike followed suit, snuggling up behind her and wrapping his arms around her waist. He kissed her lips softly, whispering, “You’re amazing, baby,” and she smiled a sleepy smile as the warmth of his arms and the comfort of his body and the bed sent sleep rushing on. Just before she drifted off to sleep she felt Gene lie down on her other side and kiss her forehead before settling in next to her to regain his strength. Her last thought before oblivion was of how lucky she was to have met these two amazing men who had satisfied her so completely, and had she been able to read their thoughts she would have found the same feelings for her. On Her Knees to Please Jen got the shower water started, waited for it to warm up, and stepped in, washcloth in hand. She closed her eyes and leaned her head back, letting the warm spray soak her hair and soothe her muscles. Eyes still closed, she picked up the soap and began to spread it on her washcloth, but suddenly the cloth was snatched out of her hands as a pair of strong arms wrapped around her from behind and a hard cock pressed into her butt. Gene's voice growled in her ear, "Thinking about your sexy naked body in the shower, touching yourself and cleaning yourself off was driving me wild, baby – I had to come in and see if I could be of assistance." He took her soapy washcloth and turned her to face him, gently cleaning her face as she raised it up to meet his fingers. He turned her back around and began to run his washcloth over her shoulders, massaging them at the same time, then in long strokes from her lower back to her neck. Gene slid his arms around her waist and began to soap her stomach, paying special attention to her bellybutton before moving up to take each breast in his hands and gently wash her soft skin. Once her soft moans told him that she was enjoying being washed by him he released her breasts and moved around to kneel at her feet. He took each foot in his hand and washed it carefully, then scrubbed her calves. He paused to get more soap on his washcloth, then continued to rub her sexy body, next moving up to her thighs. He carefully washed the outsides of her thighs and the backs of her legs, then finally, with a feather-light touch, he caressed the insides of her thighs with the soapy washcloth. Gene's cock was throbbing now; he was so turned on at taking care of and caressing this beautiful woman, smelling her clean body, and hearing her moans as he touched her. He couldn't stop himself – he leaned forward and began to place little kisses on her mound, then found her clit with his tongue and began to stimulate it, causing her to cry out. His hands wandered around to her ass and he cleaned her perfect cheeks with his washcloth, delving into the crack between them to make sure he got all of the cum he had left there earlier. While he continued to lick her clit, he wiped her pussy with the washcloth, then threw the cloth to the floor and grabbed Jen's ass, pulling her closer to his hungry mouth. Jennifer moaned and twined her fingers in his hair, spreading her legs to give him access to her clit, trying to pull him closer and feel his mouth around her. Gene looked up and saw her, eyes closed, cupping her tits in her hand, pulling her nipples, and moaned. The deep vibration of his moans against her clit made Jennifer buck her hips toward his mouth and whimper loudly, desperately needing release. Gene finally gave in, sucking her clit into his mouth and flicking it with his tongue, caressing it with his lips, and Jennifer immediately exploded, throwing her head back into the shower spray and moaning long and loud. When Gene had lapped up all of her delicious juices, he stood up, placed a hand under the still-trembling Jennifer's chin, and brought her lips to his, kissing her tenderly and sharing her taste with her. She moaned softly at the taste and reached next to her for the bar of soap, lathering her hands up. Gene briefly wondered what she was doing and then suddenly his mind went numb as if it had received an electrical shock. Jennifer took her soapy hands and put them on his throbbing cock, stroking him from base to tip with both hands, one after the other, in a steady rhythm, so that his cock was being constantly stimulated. When she thought he was sufficiently turned on she removed her hands, making him growl in frustration, but his growl turned into a moan of exquisite pleasure as she dropped to her knees in front of him and took the head of his cock into her mouth. She began to bob up and down on his shaft, sucking him in and out of her hot, wet mouth as he moaned uncontrollably and thrust his hips forward to meet her lips, forcing his cock further and further down her throat. She picked up the soap again and lathered her hands, then began to massage his balls with her slippery fingers. She took one finger and traced the outline of the crack in his ass, circling her finger around his hole but never penetrating, the tickling sensation causing him to growl and begin fucking her throat, pumping his growing cock in and out of her mouth. Just as he was about to explode, she moaned, "Cum all over my tits, sexy!" He pulled out of her mouth and frantically stroked his cock, moaning louder and louder, thrusting his hips toward her as he exploded, spraying his cum on her tits, sending jets of his warm cream at her nipples and in between her breasts. She moved her hand up to join his as his stroking slowed down and to her surprise, instead of softening his cock was getting harder! He growled, "I want to fuck that tight pussy…" Jen moaned and Gene swept her up in his arms, pushing her back against the cold tile wall, pushing his cock into her and beginning to thrust in and out. She moaned in his ear, "Oh, Gene, you're so big! I love the way you fill my pussy!" He thrust harder and harder, the hot water pounding on his back as his thrusts sped up. He reached between them and began to finger her sensitive clit, making her arch her back, thrusting toward him. Her legs wrapped around his waist as he held her up, fucking her tight pussy until he felt her walls begin to contract. Jen began to cum, loving how rough he was and how good he felt inside of her. Miraculously Gene managed to hold back his orgasm, but the sight of this beautiful woman cumming around his cock made him more aroused than ever and he began to drive into her even more forcefully as he felt his cock begin to grow and his balls start to tingle. The increased friction and stretching of her cunt as his cock expanded to shoot its load made Jennifer cum again, screaming this time, as she felt Gene's hot cum exploding inside of her pussy. The couple rode out their orgasms, bucking against each other to try to prolong their ecstasy. When their pleasure finally subsided, Gene's softening cock slipped out of Jennifer's cum-filled pussy and he helped her slide down the wall and put her feet on the shower floor. She leaned against his chest, regaining her breath, and when she was recovered she took his face in her hands and stood on tiptoes to kiss him. "Thank you," she said. "Mmmm, you're welcome, anytime, baby," Gene replied. "I hope we can do this more often." Jennifer stepped out of the shower and grabbed one of the pale yellow, fluffy, warm towels hanging on the rack. She wrapped it around herself and began to dry off as she listened to Gene whistling as he washed himself in the shower. She toweled her hair, removing all the drips from the ends, and rubbed the towel over her smooth skin. She wrapped it around herself like a dress and opened the door to the bedroom, intent on finding her clothes. When she reached the bed, she stopped, smiling. Mike lay curled up on the bed, arm under his pillow, a big smile on his face as he slept. She could see his cock, semi-hard in the cool air and she felt a wave of warmth sweep over her body at the sight. She pulled her towel-dress tighter around her and climbed onto the bed as softly as she could, trying not to disturb Mike. She lay down next to his hips and slowly took his partially soft cock into her mouth. She found that she could take all of him in when he wasn't fully erect, and began to concentrate on getting him hard, sucking him in and out and running her tongue all over his shaft, watching him all the time. Mike began to groan and stir in his sleep, turning onto his back so Jen had better access to his cock, which was steadily growing in her mouth. She saw one eye open and survey the scene in front of him, this naked, wet vixen sucking his cock while he was asleep, and his eyes opened lazily as he swallowed hard, moaning. "Good morning, baby!" Jen exclaimed, talking around his cock, looking into his eyes as his shaft made an obscene bulge in her cheek. Mike groaned, thoroughly enjoying being woken up like this, and thrust his hips up toward her lips. Jen dropped her hand from her towel, causing it to fall and reveal her freshly clean, naked body to his eyes. He pulled her lips off of his cock and up to his, kissing her and murmuring, "I have an idea, baby – I want to taste that gorgeous body of yours." She smiled and said, "Sure, sexy!" happy to know that the renewed ache between her legs was going to be taken care of. Mike gently pushed her back toward the edge of the bed, laying her down and pausing to admire her body – creamy skin, perfect shape, all around beautiful. He straddled her, so that his ass was facing her, and dipped a finger into her slit, moaning softly at how wet she was for him. He ran his finger over her clit several times, making her whimper, before pushing up on his hands and knees and dangling his huge cock, now fully hard, even harder than earlier, in front of her face. Jen took the hint and reached up, taking his cock and guiding it into her mouth and down her throat as she leaned off the edge of the bed. Mike muffled his moans at her taking his cock in her mouth by burying his head in her pussy, moaning into her sensitive flesh as he began to kiss and lick everywhere. As Mike began to eat her out, Jennifer slowly tilted her head back, allowing more and more of his cock to slide down her throat. Soon her lips were touching his balls as she had completely swallowed his 9 inch length. Feeling his cock embedded in her throat was making Mike wild, and he began to thrust his hips, fucking her mouth as he inserted two fingers into her soaked pussy. She screamed at the penetration, causing intense vibrations around his cock that made him moan with the need to cum. Her hands moved to his balls, feeling how heavy they were with cum for her as she deep throated him, allowing him to fuck her mouth. He circled her swollen clit over and over with his tongue, adding a third finger to her pussy and fucking her. He bit down gently on her clit, making her scream. As his cock pumped in and out of her vibrating throat, the head pushing further than he had ever felt, he felt the need to cum washing over him and he took her clit into his mouth, sucking it while he finger-fucked her, wanting her to cum at the same time. Mike felt her pussy begin to tighten around his fingers, so that he was barely able to fit them inside of her. Imagining what her tight pussy felt like around his cock earlier and feeling her throat struggling to take his huge cock and the way her throat was rubbing against his sensitive underside was making his balls tense. With a loud moan he thrust one last time into her mouth, exploding his cum down her throat as she cried out and came, bucking her hips against his fingers and lips. As they came down from their orgasmic high, Mike and Jennifer relaxed on top of each other. When she finally felt Mike relax, Jen got up and reversed her position on the bed, putting her head on one of the soft, fluffy pillows, exhausted. Mike followed suit, snuggling up behind her and wrapping his arms around her waist. He kissed her lips softly, whispering, "You're amazing, baby," and she smiled a sleepy smile as the warmth of his arms and the comfort of his body and the bed sent sleep rushing on. Just before she drifted off to sleep she felt Gene lie down on her other side and kiss her forehead before settling in next to her to regain his strength. Her last thought before oblivion was of how lucky she was to have met these two amazing men who had satisfied her so completely, and had she been able to read their thoughts she would have found the same feelings for her.