Born Today - Sex Stories

Born Today

... roughly her breasts and thighs. Thick gooey rivulets of saliva still flowed down her shapely form as they continued to spit and drool on her, the obscenely obese men almost feasting on the tasty flesh they were served. Holly gasped as intense heat shot up her belly when a thick, scratchy finger wormed into her surprisingly molten cunt. A reluctant sigh of pleasure escaped her lips, opening her clenched teeth, giving the opportunity that had obviously been waited for as the strong hand that covered the back of her head shoved her face forward, driving the now hard and slimy cock into her mouth. Holly's eyes bulged in horror as the rancid meat flavored her taste buds, the metallic tang of spoiled meat filled her now drooling mouth as the hot, thick sausage bumped into the back of her throat. This time, Holly did throw up. A cocktail of fine food and expensive alcohol shot up from her taut stomach and bathed the nasty cock in her mouth with her own spew. Gurgling and choking, Holly struggled to no avail as her face was fucked roughly, her own vomit and his filthy dick-cheese lubricating her mouth as the belly above her wobbled and shook with each stroke. Her head spinning, she felt faint as the long, rough finger in her cunt sawed in and out, sending waves of pleasure up her tummy. Strangely, as she neared unconsciousness due to lack of air, Holly began to relish the meat in her mouth, almost enjoying the helpless feeling of having her mouth fucked with such a thick, powerful ...

... warmth. In a pleasant fog of velvet, she vaguely registered that as thick clots of semen spewed back down into her gullet, her tender pussy released itself, a fine spray of her own girlish juice down on the gray concrete floor. It was at least an hour of abuse before Holly regained her orientation, seeing the dim, orange-colored light bulb that hung from the warehouse ceiling above her. Facing nasty cock after cock, she had wettened so many filthy dicks that she had lost count, had endured so many hands and fingers on her body that she felt sore and bruised. Everything was a fog of smells and shadows as her body was pulled and pushed about, a plaything for the dominating men around her. Holly would fade in and out of consciousness as they rubbed, licked and tasted her, pressing her tightly between their flesh, driving the air from her lungs. Groggily, she awoke again to a new sensation; she felt full again, a heavy pressure in her throbbing cunt and an odd feeling down below. Her legs ached, she thought, fighting to clear her mind. Her legs ached because...they were spread so wide. Raising her head up from the cool floor, Holly peered down her slick white body and saw the enormously fat stomach of another man, this one coal-black, as his gut and thighs pressed her own thin legs out to each side, as if she were trying to wedge a barrel into her crotch. Looking further up at the sweating, grunting face above her, she could only see the whites of his eyes in the dim light and the ...