Velvet and Denise: Secrets revealed - Sex Stories

Velvet and Denise: Secrets revealed

... bottle slid between my labia and he pushed harder. His friend kept pumping my ass and I kept sucking the cock in my mouth as I felt the bottle’s rounded edge slowly spread my lips wider and plunged into my cum soaked, gaping slit. He pushed it in and out and soon half the bottle was shoved into my vagina as the last two guys filled my ass and mouth with more cum. I fell onto my stomach, my legs spread wide and my ass up into the air as they fucked my pussy with the liquor bottle and then slid the beer bottle into my ass. I felt like I was going to be spit open, but I writhed and moaned in ecstasy as they fucked me with their empty booze bottles. My cunt and ass oozed sperm and my stomach had swallowed 4 loads of jizz that evening, but I was buzzing and my sexual addiction was peaking. One of the guys was erect again and was soon trying to slide his dick into my ass, along with the beer bottle. His friends cheered as he pushed hard and his stiff prick slid in next to the glass bottle. He was straddling me as he jammed his dick into me and his friends were taking photos. My eyes watered as I screamed out for him to fuck me harder. I had to have more, but physically I was at my maximum. My mom walked in at that moment and came over to break up the extreme sex show. The guys came back to reality and I felt the bottle pop from my twat, leaving my vagina looking like a huge crater between my legs. My asshole was stretched and gaping too, when the bottle was removed from my behind, ...

... and I begged my mom to let the guy finish fucking it. She let him and he filled my ass again, after just a few minutes. We dressed without cleaning up and my mom helped me to leave as I staggered from the room, d***k and high and still extremely horny. We got into the car and I took a deep drag on the cigarette that my mom had given to me, as we began our drive back to our hotel at nearly 6 am. I rubbed my clit as I smoked and my mom tried to get me to talk about what had just occurred. “You can’t let the d**gs control you honey.” She said, as only a caring mother could. “That happened to me when I was younger and you saw where I ended up, as a cheap hooker and side show in Mexico.” I tried to understand, but my mind reeled at the feeling I had enjoyed of being stretched and used by all of the men. I was only 17 and I had been sexually active for nearly 6 years already, I had been in the porn industry for just a little over a year and had shot almost 150 film scenes. I had recently become an e****t and stripper and I was loving my new life. Having fucked 5,000 men in my short life, 2500 of them in the last year and a half, had allowed me to engage in such extreme sex and even though it had been painful, my mind had reeled for more. My sexual addiction was getting stronger, if that was even possible, and now I knew how the d**gs had made my mom and grandmother do the things that they had done in their lives. It didn’t keep me from wanting to enjoy the sensation, but I had to ...