True Story.

A week later I could n't get the net experience out of my head. All I could think about was the two Dad 's I had serviced and how very much I enjoyed drinking their cum. I was addicted, and I had major cravings for more. I began looking at Craigslist mail service again hoping to satiate my hunger, but just as I was about to respond to another Dad looking to get sucked off, fate stepped in. It was my daddy. In his message he complimented me on how secure my mouth was and how well I handled two cocks. He wanted to use me again, and he had a surprise for me for being so obedient. I thanked him profusely and we set the date. It was a couple days away so I begged him to save his cum for me because I was so hungry for it. He told me I was a good boy and that I should n't worry.
The next few days were unendurable, I could barely get any oeuvre done. Every waking instant was filled with thoughts of sucking rooster and eating cum. I was a hooklike and desperately needed my fix.

Finally the day came. I woke up and immediately jumped in the shower scrubbing myself fountainhead to toe getting screaky clean for my Daddy. There would be no breakfast for me today. I was saving all of the distance in my venter for his cum. I left my apartment and headed to his mansion. The intact way there I had butterflies in my stomach, a speedy heartbeat, I felt Inner Light headed, and my cock was leaking precum. I could feel my wetness with every pace I took. I got to his construction and pressed his issue. The lock buzzed and I entered. I took the step to his story and headed to the end of the hallway. Before I could criticize Daddy opened the door and ushered me inside.

'' Good boy, you 're decent on fourth dimension for your surprisal, go into the livelihood elbow room. I 'll be there in a back. '' A little shiver of uncertainty hit me.

Everything was a fuzz as I walked the hall and turned the corner into the aliveness room, but once I got there my surprisal was revealed. On the couch are two men, big Dads, like construction workers or ex bull, drinking beers. They 're both looking at me grinning. `` Hey boy '' the one with the goatee says `` come sit with us '' and pat 's the loose space on the lounge future to him. I make my way there and sit down. A s later Daddy walks into the way with a six pack of beer, opens a few up and says `` These are my friends from out of town. This is Peter ( the goateed one ) and Susan Anthony. They 've get a long way to get here. I 've told them all about you and they really wanted to fulfil you. Do you like your surprisal boy ? ``
My face flushes a deep red. Not from embarrassment, but of joy. He must have known how bad my craving was and I 'm sure he told his friend what a terminated fucking cumslut I was.
I stood up, present him a big hug and said `` Thank you Sir. I ca n't think it '' and kissed his impertinence. pecker laughs and says `` That 's a trade good boy alright. See how your Dad takes upkeep of you ? You 're going to demonstrate him how much you appreciate this ''.
I sit back down looking at Daddy and reply `` I most certainly will Sir ''.
pop sits next to me and hands me a beer. I take a big gulp and exhale all the nerves I had built up.
He puts his manus on my lap and says `` We 're going to have portion of fun with you today my boy. I hope you 're ready. ``
They eye me like a composition of core as I down my beer.

'' Yes Sir. You can do whatever you want with me. I need it. The sole thing I ask is that you please, please, delight let me accept all of your cum ''. Peter replies `` You 're gon na get a completely lot more than that boy ''.
Antonius ( who 's been lull this whole time ) says `` conduct your clothes off ''. I get up and clean naked. They can see the wetness my dick is leaking. I get on my knees and front crawl to my Daddy. I unbutton his pants to free his turncock and get down sucking on it. While he 's in my mouth I hear Peter and Anthony begin taking their clothes off too. Dad then pushes me back, stands up and send packing his trouser. I look up at them as they surround me with their dicks dangling in my face. Dad 's got a nice pecker with a helmet shaped pass. Peter has a duncical veiny one that curves left. Anthony, to my surprise, is uncut. All three have cockrings on. I begin salivating like a dog does before a meal. I take Dad 's cock back into my mouth and grab Peter and Anthony 's hammer in each hand. Dad grabs me by my ears and uses them to direct my round while I 'm sucking on him. He lets go shortly and I switch to St. Peter the Apostle 's sheer penis. It takes a little manoeuvring in order to take him as deep. As I suck him I wonder what his bend would sense like buried in my ass. He holds my headspring and snap up his shaft by the base, pushes it into the side of my boldness then pops it out with a garish pop. They express their enthral each sentence he does it. Because of his shape, massive sum of drool slip away while he fucks my mouth. My face, Kuki-Chin, neck, and chest are soon smeared in saliva. Now it 's time to taste Anthony 's uncut cock. I 've always wanted to try one so I pay special attention to the redundant flesh wrapped around his head. I use my glossa to mistake it in between the congregation and body of work it in a circular motility. Anthony approves with a `` Yeah, thaaaat 's goodness. Your Dad was right, you do have a honest mouth. shit. '' I dip down under his cock and suck in his musket ball, then further behind just before his asshole.
At this head I have no idea who 's helping hand is on my question, but it directs me onto Dad 's cock, pushing me as far as I can go. Another hand exigency my noses and cuts off my air. I ca n't breath, and start to gag, but I hold unshakable. They like that. The paw puff me off and thread of saliva stretchability from my mouth to Dad 's cock while I gasp for a breath before being stuffed on Saint Peter the Apostle 's prick. Again, a pinch on the nose. I look up and see their smiles. They own me. My eyes are welling up. I 'm gagging, but scraps to plump for off until told. The deal pulls me off, one breath, then onto Mark Antony 's piece. Same treatment. Loving it. I feel individual spit on my face. I like it. The hand let 's go. I gasp and say `` oh my god spit in my piece of ass mouthpiece please ! ''. They take turns drooling spit onto my tongue. `` Dirty bitch '' `` Fucking trollop '' `` Eat it boy '' they say. I close my eyes and envision it as cum before swallowing it. They are pleased. person pat 's my head. I go right back to sucking and jerking. Marcus Antonius takes my hand off his rooster and kneels down behind me. I hear him ptyalize in his hand. He slides two finger's breadth into my ass. He curls them like a angle hook and starts digging in getting me prepped, wet, and stretched.
He gets close to my ear and susurration `` We 're going to fuck your ass till it 's gaped. Run a railroad train on you. You 're not going to walk tardily after this, but you 'd have sex that would n't you bitch boy. '' With a dick in my mouth I do my beneficial to answer `` get it on yes, I love it '' but it just comes out as a drooling, whiney, sputtering.

I 'm picked up by my arms and dragged to the sleeping room where I 'm thrown on the bed. Dad and Anthony join me and I get to work sucking them off. Peter, standing off the edge of the bed grabs my mortise joint and wrench me ass first closer to him. He spits on my ass and rubs his rooster up and down on it. He grabs my hip with one and uses the other to channelize himself inside me. I was right. Because of his conformation, it feels thicker. It hurts, in a good way. I let Anthony 's cock playground slide out my mouth and exhale an `` oh my god '' moan. At that, Peter slaps my ass. Dad holds holds my pharynx and guides me onto his cock while Peter continues to stretch me in way I 've never been. Susan Brownell Anthony reaches underneath me and begins pinching and twisting my nippes. My mind is being blown.

These next few paragraphs roll like a whirlwind of sex so try and go along up.

Daddy switches with pecker and enters me with a mystifying stab and a oink. Peter makes his way around to my font. I suck him clear relishing the taste. He notices my exuberance for Ass to mouth. He calls me a true cockslut. Antony pushes his cock at my face too. I try to get them both in, but my oral cavity is too small. Peter pulls his out and slaps it across my os frontale while I 'm sucking Anthony. pa spreads my ass boldness blanket and is pulling out and driving back in with his totally length. I hear my boipussy make sucking noises as he does. I switch back to putz 's prick and Anthony is pushing my header onto it causing me to gag and spit. Daddy tatter Antonius and he circles round and begins pounding my swollen hole ferociously. Dad feeds me his dick then picks it up to let me lap at his sac. I 'm jerking St. Peter the Apostle trying to build another leak of precum to have. I get another preference. Anthony flips me on my back and hoists my legs up and continues to punish my fix. Daddy and St. Peter both lay their pecker across my face. I 'm doing my near to suck them equally, but who knows at this point. My aspect is completely doused in saliva.
pecker goes to replace Susan B. Anthony. I get a taste of Antony 's sex coated bone. Yummy.
Peter pins my legs as far back as they can go, then dad and Anthony each take an ankle joint and pull me back farther. My ass is now in the air. Simon Peter coast in with his magically curved cock and at this Angle he hits my spot. I can see and sense myself being milked. Precum is pumping generously from my dick with each thrust he digs into my fix. I 'm moaning while sucking Anthony. Daddy grabs my throat and applies pressure cutting off my air.
I explode.
I cum. Hard. Harder then I have and most likely ever will. My organic structure convulses uncontrollably. My prick is bouncing off my belly spraying cum on my chest of drawers. I think I 'm crying and I 'm definitely whimpering like a picayune girl who 's lost her thinker. They notice and they keep going. I hear somebody say `` We own you boy ! '' and they certainly do. Dad scoops up the driblet of cum from my chest and smears it all over my look. I suck his fingers clean.
My orgasm is a continuous pulse of moving ridge, then suddenly I 'm numb. It 's like an out of consistence experience. I feel like I 'm floating, and then godsend. Right back to world. Peter let 's go as Dad moves in to continue bruising my now gaped pussyhole.
Peter, who now knows my dirty fiddling ass to mouth hoodoo climbing up and sits on my chest of drawers with his dick just out of range from my open mouthpiece. His tool has a juicy, slick shininess and a drop of precum swings like a pendulum before me.
`` I 'd bet you 'd do anything to taste this dirty cock. Tell me how bad you want to taste your ass. Beg me boy ! ``
I cry `` Please sir. I 'll do anything. You made made me cum so fucking tough. I 'll do anything. Please Sir, let me savor your hammer. I need it ''. He dips it in my mouth. It brushes through my brim and down past my lingua. I release a gutteral groan as his cock wedges into the side of my throat. He steps off to the side and Anthony turns my head back on his prick. papa pulls out and is pinching the tip of his cock. Time for my wages. I slide down off the bed onto my knees between his leg. I tilt my heading back and afford up with my natural language extended. He lets go of the tip and a very tumid dollop of cum drop-off onto my tongue. It 's warm up, gluey, and thick. I grab him and milk every last drop from him. I keep my mouth loose and my center on him. He looks at me with approving and Tell me to swallow. I do, but not before swirling it around to coat my back talk. He gives me a Light Within slap and steps to the side. Anthony is next. He starts to jerk, but I pull his and off. `` Please Sir '' and I start stroking him from the theme while I feast on his fleshy head. Two minutes go by and he takes his cock from me and tells me `` undecided wide of the mark faggot ''. I do and I receive an oral showering of cum. It 's get off in grain, not as buddy-buddy as I like, but it goes down the Lapp. putz steps up and Tell me to put my script behind my back. I oblige. He holds my head and starts fucking my mouth pushing my head back onto the bed. He 's being very forceful and choking me with his cock. I can barely go along my eyes open as he continues to ram my tonsils. I 'm covered in spit and teardrop. snot 's running game from my nose. His en are slapping my Chin.
He says `` Here it comes boy. Swallow it all cumslut ''. I can finger him throbbing and my rima oris fill with hot cum, but he continues to sleep with it so some spills down my Chin. I 'm trying so hard to restrain it in because I really want everything he 's got. He pulls back and sees I 've made a wad of myself. I desperately use my hands to scoop the cum slipping down my chin back into my oral cavity. He tastes good. I swallow.
'' Wow. That was awing. Thank you '' I say.
pecker looks at me sideways `` Who told you we 're done boy ? '' and slaps me.
'' No one Sir. I 'm dreary '' I quip
'' You ca n't leave here dirty like that. You 're a fucking mass. We 're gon na have to shower you off ''.
'' Um. O.K. ''
'' Come with us ''
We head back into the support room. They grab the beers left on the table.
'' Let 's go sissyboy. Time to get you cleaned up. '' Peter grabs me by my arms and pushes me in front of him. They take me into the bathroom. Peter puts me in the cascade and tells me to get on my knees. I do.
'' Remember when you said we could do anything we wanted with you ? ``
'' Yes Sir ''
'' Well, we 're going to render you a shower now. You ever drink from the tap boy ? Do you sleep together what that means ? ``
'' No Sir. I do know what it means though I 've nev- ''
'' Shut up '' he interups.
Daddy says `` You 're going to salute our piss. And you are going to get down it. You want to hold Dad felicitous rightfield ? ``
'' Yes I do Sir, I 'll do my best. ``
'' expert boy. ``
They surround me drinking their beers. Dad turns my head towards him and says `` I 'll start slow up, but you full drink up. No cheating ''
'' I promise pop ''
'' Ok. flavour at me. Here 's a penchant. ``
He directs the pass of his cock at my lips. I open up with my eyes locked on his. He starts to dribble a bit, then it goes to a light stream that starts at my belly and gradually moves up to my mouth. He lets a small-scale amount build up in my sassing. He pinches it shut.
'' sup ''. I do. It 's like drinking a bitter warm beer.
'' Thank you Sir ''
O.K. boy. Here comes some more ''
This time I get a taste. I close my eyes and imagine I 'm just drinking beer. I swallow one big gulp and afford my mouth for more.
'' That 's it boy. Drink your Dad 's piddle. '' Peter says.
Dad 's now shooting a brace stream into my mouth. I swallow and immediately spread for more. Some spillway out my oral fissure, but I keep at it. It 's a lot, but I have to. They own me now. They fucked me so estimable. They fed me heaps of cum. I needed it. I need this. I want to show them how much I appreciate them. Especially Daddy.
He 's finishing up. His stream lightens and he sprays it all over my face and pilus. Some gets in my optic and it stings, but I do n't wish. I keep my back talk subject anyway. He wicks the terminal drops at me and steps aside. Susan Anthony takes his place and starts a heavy flow that 's goes just about everywhere but my sassing. He gets control and starts filling me up. I swallow. His piss is a bit solid in rancor, but by now I 'm amercement with it. Give it to me. I can take it. All of it.
I keep my eyes on him and even give him a blink as he fills my mouth to entireness. He smiles back and shakes it. piss sprayer my face, but I 'm quick to shut my eyes this sentence. His current lessens and I hold the remaining pee in my back talk. I gargle a bit, sup, and say `` aaaahhh ''. They like that and laugh.
prick 's adjacent up. He tilts my read/write head back and gets his putz really close to my mouth. He starts filling me at conclude cooking stove and stroking it too. He pinches the tip when he sees my mouthful. `` Swallow it ''. I gulp him down. He lets go and satiate me up again. `` sup ''. I do. I 'm much more well-to-do now so I wrap my sassing around his heading while he pisses in my rima oris. I swallow while he 's still in my lip and I do n't call for him to stop before I drink it. He continues to piss and I stay on his head gulping down his piss. He finishes pissing and I start sucking on him. He gets fully rear in a thing of seconds. I slow down my front and focus on deep continuous suck, working his head, and licking the length of his bent shaft. He begins to cum and I keep my mouth on him at a stabilize slacken rythym. I happily swallow him again. His balls are now completely drainpipe.
I turn to my Dad and give him the same treatment. He 's glad that his boy is doing such a exhaustive job. I take my sentence with him making trusted his balls get the proper attention they deserve while I stroke him.
I put his rooster back in my mouth and slide a finger up his ass. I move it around in a swirling motion and pull out towards his prostate. He starts to pulse. Again, I keep him in my oral cavity while he fills my oral cavity with his hot, thick, mellisonant cum. I swallow it, but I continue to suck him. I love his cock.
He pulls me off and Mark Antony 's already hard. He 's been jerking watching me while I was sucking down those last two rafts. I pull back his foreskin with my hand and clapper his head in circuit. Every so often I pump his prepuce forward and lease him bass. He comes quickly, glazing my mouthpiece with cum. Like the others, I keep my lovesome mouth on him while I gulp it down.
I stand up. They 're very happy with me and I with them. Dad turns the real shower on and they let me wash their bodies off and they wash mine.
organism the complete slut I am, I tried for a third base round of cum, but they were dry.
We got dressed, I thanked them, and I left the apartment. I caught a glimpse of myself in a reflection of a window. I look like I had been roughed up. I was roughed up. They put a hurting on me. My asshole felt like pudding and looked like I injected botox into it. My eyes and brim were swollen. My throat injury for daylight after, but hey, it was totally worth it. I continued to see Daddy, and even met some more Friend of his, but never saw dick or Susan Anthony again. A shame really.
I felt like I had accomplished something special that day. A surreal touch flowed through me. I had a belly full-of-the-moon of cum and piss and it felt fucking large no matter what.

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