Grunt Posted June 1, 2010 Report Posted June 1, 2010 Click here to see Gruntraq's original blog post... This is an erotic story that came out of a true set of circumstances and a hookup, but has been embellished a bit for good reading. Continued from Tripping With And Ex-Con 3 After I got my clothes off, Steve and Rod saddled up to my face with their raunchy stink tools. Rod’s was big black dick was positively the largest I had ever seen. I was wondering how I was going to get him in my mouth. They both tabbed at my face with their dirty sticks as I was going back and forth licking on them. Finally Rod sat on the bed leaning up against the head board and laying his legs out in front of him. “Get over here and suck my dick!”, he ordered. I crawled on my hands and knees and dove into his package trying to get my tongue all over it, up and down, around and around. Steve was rumaging around in the bathroom while I started attempting to go down on Rod. My jaw could hardly open far enough not to scrape his fat black shaft with my teeth. I slowly tried forcing it but he kept bottoming out at the back of my throat. “That’s alright just lick it good just below the head. That‘s what I like” Rod said while squeezing his balls and pinching his tits. Steve jumped on the bed behind me opening up a container. His rough hands began probing my love hole with Vasoline from my bathroom. I jerked in reaction and stopped sucking Rod momentarily. The thug slapped my head, “Don’t stop! Steve’s just gonna warm up that little pussy of yours for me”, he said with a taunting laugh. I was getting turned on but scared at the same time. Steve was roughly jamming his greasy fingers up my ass while I tried to service Rod. Steve mounted my back and began to sink his meat into my well lubed love hole. A few slow thrusts in and out, and he started right in bitch fucking me. His rough hands were grasping at my shoulders to keep himself steady while Rod now grabbed my head and began forcing his fat assed meat into my throat. Fighting the dull rhythmic aches of Steve pounding my ass, I was trying desperately not to gag while Rod shoved in deeper. “Watch those fuckin teeth!” Rod barked and slapped my head. My jaw was starting to hurt from trying to keep it so stretched open. His sticky sweet pre-cum juices made the work rewarding though. In a very short time I felt Steve bucking himself harder into me, “Oh fuck, ohh yeah”. Rod pulled his cock from my aching mouth and said, “Okay, it’s my turn now! I wanna fuck that pussy before you blow your wad in it!” Steve immediately pulled out and dismounted. I just stayed there on my hands and knees catching my breath and wiping the streams of sweat off my face while they switched places. As Steve sat before me where Rod had been my heart started racing as Rod’s big hands started squeezing my but cheeks and slathering more Vasoline into my nest. Steve just laid back against the headboard and pumped his greasy cock while he watched Rod mount up. As Rod saddled up behind me for some doggie style bitch fuck, he pushed me forward up into Steve’s arms so he could hold me still. I wrapped my arms around Steve’s torso, laying my head on his shoulder. By now, his musky body smell had become a welcome turn on that relaxed me a bit as I felt the death weapon probing my hole. Rod began feeding me his potato sized tool ever so slowly. As I felt his blunt head violating my squeeze ring I gripped Steve tighter. “Just breathe in and out real slow”, Steve whispered in my ear. “It’ll only hurt for a little while”. Rod continued breaking my anal gate’s resistance by slowly shoving his anaconda against it. As my hole opened up all the way, a wave of sweat spurted from my body as I shook nervously. Like a light switch turning on a sharp pain, my nervous system tried to compensate for the intruder by shaking myself loose. Steve wrapped his arms around me and held me from bucking loose. Suddenly I felt the pressure increase as he slid slowly in all the way till he hit the end of my chute and held it there. “Ahh, you’re a tight little bitch aint ya”, he hazed. “I thought Steve had punked you out better than this”. Then he pulled out fast and let my gate slam shut. A sudden rush of burning pain came over me as he burst back in and shove his meat all the way one more. “Aaahhhhhh”, I gasped abruptly. Whispering again Steve said, “Just take it easy bro, you’ll be begging for it in a couple minutes”. I let out a sigh. “A couple minutes,” I thought. “I can’t take any more”. I wanted to tell him to pull it out and stop but I didn’t want to at the same time. Rod started pumping himself hard in and out of my aching hole. I felt the weight of his body on my back and I collapsed forward in Steve’s arms as the big black thug laid into me with his jack-hammer assault. As he began going at me faster and deeper, harder and rougher my body shook with nervous spasms. It was hurting and stinging, I was gritting my teeth, but I was trying desperately not to cry out to tell him to stop. Sensing my toil Steve gently rubbed his hand through my hair and whispered, “Take it like a man, it‘t be alright.” Finally I began to let out deep gut wrenching deep voiced bursts, “Aahhhh, Ahhhh, Uhhhh, Oowwhhh!” With my uncontrollable moans Rod slapped my ass hard with his open palm, letting out a loud crack. “That’s it bitch, make some noise!” He took it as an open ticket to start fucking me ragged. He suddenly started slamming the fucking shit out of me, making loud slaps that the neighbors could surely hear. The bed began shaking and slamming against the wall as this 290 lb slab of man took over my world. I could not catch my breath, letting out loud bursts of vocal energy, “AAAoooooo, Ohhhh, Uuuuggh!” My ass was registering such a convoluted level of itching, burning dull aching pain that it began to claw my nails into Steve’s back. He responded by pinching and twisting my tits sharply sending confusing signals of pain through my body. It hurt, but took my brain’s focus off my aching tater momentarily. He knew what he was doing. As soon as the pain seemed to become overwhelming, it seemed to miraculously transform into a new energy of ecstasy. That burning itch became a craving desire for more. As he began to tire and slow down, I found myself trying to push back into his jack-hammer tool to keep it going. Sweat was running off me like a rain storm as I started to moan in a new tone of pleasure. “Ohhh, man yeah, fuck me , fuck my ass”, I grumbled with a hoarse voice. The big thug came back, pumping me again with more ferocity. “Ooohh, yeah bitch you startin to like this big black cock now aint ya”, he chided as he fucked my chute raw. Steve finally slid back up against the headboard and guided my head down to his cock. Still covered greasy ass paste from fucking me, I resisted at first. “So what if it’s got ass on it! Suck it bitch!” he ordered. I swallowed my worries and took his dirty fuck stick into my mouth and began working him voraciously. It took less than 30 seconds for Steve to blow his load all over the place. As I was licking and slurping his warm goo, he pulled me up and surprised me with a deep tongue kiss, sharing is his warm spunk passionately. Rod’s violent pounding was getting to a fever pitch as Steve and I kissed and slurped his juices. Rod then he began to shudder and buck, “I’m gonna cum up your ass bitch, here it comes!” He spunked deep inside my fuck chute with several bursts. Just as I felt his warm cum flood my burning hole I blew my own wad all over Steve’s stomach b. Rod continued to pump himself in my man hole moaning, “Oh yea bitch, that was so good”. I laid there in Steve’s arms kissing him, our cum sticking us together while Rod pulled his softening 11x2 bulb from my socket. The cool air of the room attacked my stretched open squeeze ring with a burning sting. As I collapsed more onto Steve, Rod stepped off the bed and walked over, sticking his ass grease and cum dripping cock in our faces. “Lick it up bitches! Clean my shit off.” Steve surprised me again as he joined me in licking Rod’s dirty fuck stick clean like a subservient dog. Just then the lights came on and I heard my room mate Greg’s shocked voice “What the fuck is going on!” I never heard him unlocking the door and coming in. Fuck. Continued Here More...
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