Bedroom Closet

How it began starts here…

The cab­bie nearly wrecked. As soon as we got in the back seat Simon pushed my head into James’s lap and put his hand up my skirt. He gave the dri­ver the address and what I’m assum­ing was a sub­stan­tial fare and tip and told me to suck James like the slut I was. He lifted my head long enough for James to pull out his smooth, long cock then pushed it back down. My mouth is filled with cock as James moans. He leans back to give me more access as Simon pulls my legs up onto the seat. Hot slick cock slides across my face as I lick and suck balls, mas­sag­ing them with my mouth and hands. Simon has started fin­ger­ing my cunt, lick­ing it on occa­sion, smil­ing at the look on the dri­vers face when he glances back to see me on all fours, cock in my mouth, fin­gers in my pussy, on the back bench of his cab. I can feel James about to cum when I hear a small cough. The cab has stopped. Simon takes his head out from under my skirt and we all move to go inside, giv­ing the cab­bie a wink and a thanks.

As soon as we step inside Simon has me bent over the couch. I don’t feel him imme­di­ately and start to stand back up, only to be pushed over again, this time by James. I can hear clothes drop­ping to the floor and am soon face to face with James’s cock again. He stands on the couch and shoves him­self into my mouth. At the same time I feel Simon impale me from behind. As Simon pounds James is shoved fur­ther down my throat. I can barely breath when James moans that he is about to cum. My hair is pulled back and my body is lifted slightly. James’s cock slips out of my mouth just as he is cum­ming. His hot cum shoots across my chin and neck, drip­ping down between my breasts, splash­ing on the cot­ton and lace.

James stands back pant­ing, watch­ing Simon pound away at me. With­out James hold­ing my face to his cock I was left to hold myself up when Simon let go of my hair. He was now grip­ping my garter belt, using it as a han­dle to pull me back and forth on his cock. My face drip­ping with cum I moan as he pounds, feel­ing so full and wet I can barely take it. James comes back over, his cock half hard again already and kneels in front of me. He pushes me upright and begins to unbut­ton my shirt, rub­bing his wet cum into my skin. Simon thrusts harder and deeper before help­ing to remove my shirt. I squeeze his cock with my pussy and feel him begin to pulse, fill­ing my pussy before pulling out, push­ing me over again and fin­ishes by cov­er­ing my ass.

Simon walks me around to the front of the couch where James sits wait­ing, slowly stroking his cock. “Take off your skirt and ride his cock now.” Simon tells me. I slide my skirt down bend­ing over fully for Simon . “Don’t try to tease me, I know you are my cum slut” he says drag­ging a fin­ger through the pool of cum on my back before slap­ping my ass. James lies back on the couch, enjoy­ing the scene and I climb on top of him, slowly slid­ing down his now com­pletely hard cock. He stays still for a moment, hav­ing me work him as he pinches my nip­ples. I enjoy the feel­ing, the slow ride, my pussy is soak­ing him mak­ing me very slip­pery but that doesn’t seem to slow James down. My garters come in handy again as he begins to use them as Simon did, to drive deep inside. He thrusts up and pulls me down on him so hard I feel as if he is try­ing to split me in two.

I feel Simons hands turn­ing my body. James has my pussy to pound, but Simon now has the rest. He bends down and sucks my nip­ples through the lace of my bra, pinches them, squeezes my breasts. He kisses me hard and then pushes my head down. He is not quite soft but not fully hard, he forces his cock in my mouth and holds me there. I usu­ally can’t take Simon all the way in my mouth because of his length, but at this state he is press­ing hard enough that I am tast­ing his balls as well. Once again between these two men I am bliss­fully full of cock. Simon grows harder in my mouth and I strug­gle invol­un­tar­ily to breath. He shows some sym­pa­thy and releases my head momen­tar­ily before he starts fuck­ing my mouth with feroc­ity. James is now fuck­ing harder and faster, I can feel his balls press­ing hard into me and again I hear the famil­iar moan of a man about to cum. Simon releases my head for long enough to let James spew his cum up over my belly and chest. I am amazed at the amount, hot and wet it drips over my body again. He stays on the couch after cum­ming, telling me what a good slut I am and how Simon is very lucky. My pussy throbs from being used for so long and is still wet from cum, my own and theirs. I suck Simon but he seems more inter­ested in just using my face, I cup his balls in one hand and reach around to fin­ger his ass and I feel him stiffen, ready to cum. He pulls out of my mouth and holds my head back by my hair. A full shower cov­ers me, his cum falls across my face and hair, down my neck across my chest. Simon steps back to admire his work. Both men look and agree, that I am a good cum slut, that I wear it well, but maybe one more coat might be needed…

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