Want to support CHYOA?
Disable your Ad Blocker! Thanks :)

Chapter 4 by BawdyHands BawdyHands

How does Thora serve them?

Double blowjob and facefucking

Thora was horny. She’d just sucked a man’s cock in front of 30 other guys, willingly letting her naked body get ogled by anyone bold enough to look, and she was still on her knees. These two men were horny too, as she could tell from the tents in their trousers, but she knew they’d be too shy to initiate anything. Lust clouding her mind, she looked them each dead in the eye and spoke for the first time since she’d knelt:

“I can handle you both at once, if you sit a bit closer” she winked, carried away by her own boldness.

Wordlessly, the two men shuffled towards the centre of the sofa from either side. Without hesitation, Thora reached forwards and undid the button and zip of the left man’s trousers, before pulling them down his upper leg, and doing the same to the man on the right. They were both hard and upright by this point, thanks to her little show. Her hands went to both shafts at once, and she confidently started stroking both cocks at once. The two men, still in disbelief, watched her work in silence. She brought her mouth over the cock head of the guy on the left, and throughly coated his shaft with her spit, and repeated the trick on the right. She’d never sucked two cocks at once before, but she was drunk on the excitement and the objectification, and her fear melted like butter. Everything she did to the first cock, she’d repeat with the second. It was easy really. Instead of one continuous blowjob, she was giving two interrupted ones, and from the twitching in her mouth, her strategy was working. She was good at this, she knew. She **** her throat a little further down and spluttered a little as she came up on the first cock. Both men had sat back now, pleasure overcoming their inhibitions, and the one on the right asked the other:

“Have you ever been sucked off by Alison from Volleyball?”

“What? No, why would I have?”

“Dude, she’ll blow anyone with a pulse. Total slag. Well, not as much as this one, but still. Anyway, she’s got a mouth like a Dyson hoover, you’ve gotta try it.”

“Really? Better than this?”

“Better than this. Trust me.”

Thora said nothing. Her mouth was too full. But she felt two things at once. The first was a furious ambition to give a better blowjob than this Alison slut. She was handling two cocks, after all! But nothing felt more important in that moment than to show her new customers that she was the best cocksucker around. The second thing she felt was shame. Not just at being second rate, but being assessed as second rate while she was actively on her knees, worshipping the two men like her life depended on it. It still wasn’t enough. So she gave more. Moving her mouth to the second cock, she **** her head all the way down in one go. The cock head shoved it’s way into her throat, and her face collided with the guy’s bush. She managed to hold herself there for about five seconds, though she wasn’t counting. Finally, she pulled herself up only to feel two hands grip her hair and shove her back down, making her ****.

“Hey look, seems like she wants to beat Alison! Gotta do some serious gagging for that, slut.”

Thora was indeed doing some serious gagging. When she was finally let up, drool was running down her chin and a couple of drops landed on her tits. Wordlessly, she moved back to the first cock and **** herself down again. Again, she felt hands gripping her hair, holding her down as she groaned and spluttered, nose pressed against the man’s pubic bone. His cock took up every sense of hers. All she could smell, taste and feel was his dick. All she could see was his pale, muscular stomach. And all she could hear was the pathetic sounds of her own asphyxiation, gargling and gagging like an old drainpipe, and her heartbeat throbbing in her head. She was finally let up again, and she took a few seconds to gasp and catch her breath. She didn’t think. She couldn’t think. Moving on autopilot, she offered her mouth back to the other man, who impaled it again on his shaft. And then to the left. And then the right. And on and on it went, as her mind emptied and her mouth and throat filled again and again. Her face from her nose to her chin was covered in her own spit, and strings were forming to dribble it down onto her chest, which was becoming wetter and wetter. She lost track of time as she offered her throat as a fleshlight again and again, coming back for more **** every time she was offered respite. Nothing was more important than making herself available. As she sucked one cock, she became aware of the other man standing up, cock in hand, jerking himself off. Something was said that she couldn’t hear through the fog of horny drunkenness and oxygen deprivation, and she was pulled off the cock she was servicing. Immediately, her face was blasted from the right by several spurts of semen. The other man, brought to the edge, stood up too and pumped his load into her face. Both men emptied their balls at her eyes and mouth, plastering her face with their cum. Six spurts later, she could breathe again. She looked up at the panting men, her right eye stinging as she opened it through the glaze of semen that covered it, and smiled. She’d found her place.

What's next?

More fun
Want to support CHYOA?
Disable your Ad Blocker! Thanks :)