Amherst - Part 3 - Sex Stories

Amherst - Part 3

... how much he enjoying my oral service. Fortunately for me, Donnie, knowing how a big guy of a guy he was, finally said that he was unbearably uncomfortable. I was hoping that at some point, he would say that. So he decided to get on the bed. He laid back on the bed with his knees bent at the edge and feet planted on the floor. Once Donnie got comfortable; then, Jay re-positioned me accordingly, and continued having his fun at my expense. He still had me bent-over in front of him with my face between Donnie’s massive legs. I had to admit that Jay was a stud. He must have been pumping me for more than 20 minutes without losing much intensity and without stopping for non-other than to spit on his dick every once in a while to add some minimal lubrication. I have to admit that at that point, we were all in a groove and I was even moaning. All the fucking, the sweat, the sensual bear-growling sounds, massively hairy skin texture, body odors, Donnie’s caresses and Jay’s spankings had eventually caught up with me and had taken me to mating mood. My dick had even become really hard and it was swinging stiff along my balls with every ramming. “You know, sweet cheeks, ugn, ugn…” Jay said after a few minutes of only hearing my lusty breathing and growls. “you have a, ugn, ugn… beautifull feminine ass, ugn, ugn… feels, aaaaah, ugn, ugn, feels soooo good and, ugn, ugn… and tight, ugn… such a nice, ugn, ugn… pussy-ass, ugn, ugn…” I felt Jay’s balls slamming the bottom of my ass as his ...

... penis dug deep into my rear chute. His piston treatment continued for several more minutes until he finally began building up. I could sense his struggle to keep his pace. He groaned loud. It almost seemed like he didn’t want the climax to occur; like if he was fighting it. All of the sudden, Jay stopped. He disengaged from my ass.., I squealed. He grabbed me by the hair and led me to climb on the bed with him, and to get on top of Donnie. I looked up to Jay in confusion, but I followed the instructions. And Donnie happily welcomed the change of plans. The bigger guy seemed to be pleased with the prospect of having me riding his knobby cock. “Comm’n bitch, get up. Get on top of Donnie. I want you to ride this fat mother fucker” he ordered. I was startled, but I didn’t even try to resist. I just did as told. I climbed on the bed and threw a leg over Donnie’s wide body as he lay happily on his back. With my legs spread open, I squatted and landed my wrecked ass on Donnie’s puffy crotch at the bottom of his huge gut. Once on top, it was not hard for me to handle Donnie. Jay’s manhood was not big, but after all the wear and tear I experienced under Jay, I felt like inserting Donnie’s little wiener into my gaping hole was like throwing a hot dog into one of the New York City subway tunnels. Seconds later, I was bouncing on and riding merrily Donnie’s hard-on. Jay, however, stood on the bed next to us, leveling his crotch to my face and feeding me his cock. I took Jay’s shaft with a ...