The Depths of Lust Ch. 03 - Sex Stories

The Depths of Lust Ch. 03

... setting up some sort of machine was Miranda.

Everyone was clothed, well, mostly clothed, strap on lady was just letting the large cock dangle out of her flies an there didn't seem to be a sock on a foot between them.

I felt revulsion for Marlon all afresh, being able to see him was exactly the horror he was supposed to be, never ever did I really want to fuck him, it was just, I, had to. Hubby said so, and it just flushed me again with pussy juice. I needed this bulky corpulent man to fucking rape my pussy.

I wasn't supposed to say anything but damn it I tried giving him the look, eventually I just gestured to him and he perked up, came over and stood looking down at me.

I nodded at my legs with their straps and he laughed, 'No, I am not going to be the one to untie you.'

I shook my head and then tried round two, I looked pointedly at his crotch and licked my lips, then opened my mouth wide thrusting my head in the direction of his crotch. God I didn't want to suck this guy and yet, it was like his fat and slick with my grease cock was all that existed in the universe.

'You like chunky boys do ya? Fuck me but I swear no one would have ever guessed!' he growled out and reached down to unzip himself.

He pulled out the cock that had been such a thick piece of meat, in its semi flaccid state it was unremarkable except for my correct assessment, there was a large mole right on the side with little hairs coming out of it. I almost chucked up at the thought ...

... of it.

'Carol, could you loosen her left arm a bit? I wanna slide this sluts mouth over here to go to work.'

Carol beamed at him, 'Would you care to use that rod on me when she has you up to size? I think Mariah has other plans for her pussy.'

I looked over to Mariah working, she was attaching two fleshy dildos to the machine and it did indeed look like she was almost done.

Carol had adjusted my left arm strap allowing me to scoot closer to the right side of the table, one of Marlon's hands grasped the top of my head and twisted my face around so my cake hole was available.

'Open' he commanded and I was only too happy to oblige, he slid that slug inside my mouth and pushed my head into his belly, ''Yep, damn that is the business.' he said like he was enjoying a fine meal.

He was growing quickly to size and that mole with it's hairs was expanding to, it rubbed on the roof of my mouth and the back of my throat making me want to throw up again all afresh.

Carol tapped Marlon on the arm, 'Ok big boy, don't you go losing that nut of yours down her throat, I want that for me.'

She pulled him away to the couch and lay him down to straddle him. With him on his back his belly could expose more of his thick cock. She placed it, wobbled backwards and forwards to try to seat it just right and then tried to sit on it.

'Oh shit Marlon, this might take a minute!' Carol almost hissed, 'bare with me now.'

Marlon grunted his assent and then she finally managed to ...