Frank the perv

Now, I just wanted to curl up in a ball and take a nap.

Chuck was softening but I wiggled my hips around to keep him inside. I was leaking a bit, but I didn’t mind. I liked the way it felt as I sat there with Chuck’s still thick cock in my twat, while cum oozed down my leg and over his crotch.

I still held Frank’s wrist in my hand as I twitched in Chuck’s lap. Then I heard a zipper coming down and saw that Frank had pulled out his fuckstick.

Turning my head slightly, I smiled at Frank. “Were you planning on doing something with that?”

“Well, baby, I was thinking you might do something.”

Hormones and adrenalin started to kick in again. I regarded Frank archly from Chuck’s lap. “Oh? Whatever did you have in mind?”

He grinned. “I was thinking that you could suck my dick.”

“Why sir,” I looked at him, as shocked as I could manage, “What kind of a girl do you think I am?”

“I know you’re a filthy cocksucking whore, whose ass I’m going to be reaming.”

“Mmmm,” I purred, leaning over, “Right answer.” I ran my tongue up the length of his throbbing fuckstick.

Taking the head in my mouth, I experimented with the corkscrew effect I had been using on Don. Frank’s hips jerked as I swept his shaft. He looked visibly pained when I eased back off and gave him my most winning smile. “Like that?” I asked as my hand fondled him. “Or did you want stop. . . ?” I let my voice trail off as my mouth descended over the tip again.

“Oh fuck! You talk too much.” he groaned. “Just suck me you little bitch!” I had him on edge, but I kept to my dangerous game, letting my breath ghost over the tip as I pressed my lips to the end of his cock. Lifting my head, I gave him my nautiest grin, before spreading my mouth wide and slowly descending on his cock. I hovered there for what seemed like an eternity, my mouth around him but not on him.

Chuck was starting to stir again. As I leaned over Frank, I felt Chuck’s dick slowly swelling. Probably too much to expect a proper fucking, but I could still enjoy sitting on his cock. It certainly was a unique feeling as my twat filled up, cum squeezing around his shaft as it took up more room. The way it moved inside me, through the still-warm pool of cum that it had pumped into me not five minutes ago, was like nothing I had ever felt before.

Despite knowing what I wanted from him, I was still surprised when Frank took a hold of the back of my head in both hands and shoved my face down his shaft. He kept pressing and I didn’t even notice how much of him I was sucking until I found my nose in his pubes.

He held me there, letting me gag on him, before back off just far enough to let me breath around him. The air I sucked in was heavy with smells of sex. Then he pushed me back down. Two, three, four times he buried himself in my throat. Chuck’s was still groping my tits and I felt something against my back door. Don couldn’t get at my pussy, still wrapped around Chuck, so he settled for sticking a finger up my ass. My tongue quivered against Frank’s dick as I moaned my approval. Frank’s hips pumped a little, but mostly he just **** his cock down my throat and let me gag around him.

Finally, I felt Frank starting to twitch. To my surprise he didn’t leave himself lodged in his throat. To my disappointment, he extracted himself from my mouth.

My distress was short lived. I found myself face-to-face with his cock just before it erupted.

The first glob creased my cheek. The second and third bursts splattered from my chin to my nose. My tongue sampled the cum as his next shot caught an eyebrow. I couldn’t wait any longer.

Frank’s hands tightened on my head, until he realized I was moving towards his cock, not away. I got the tip of his fuckstick between my lips, angled my head to help keep my teeth clear, and pushed halfway down his shaft.

Taking hold of his fuckstick, I stuffed it into my mouth and rode out Frank’s orgasm and mine. Once again, I found myself with a hard cock twitching in my mouth as spurts of hot cum hit the back of my throat. And once again, I greedily sucked and slurped as a mini-orgasm ran through me. Chuck moaned as I clamped down on his poor, abused cock.

When I pulled myself off of Frank with a messy “SLURP!” and leaned back again, I was breathing heavily through my nose and considering the cum in my mouth and cunt. Don was still groping me, but I wanted the feeling to be truly complete. I wanted a load in my ass. More than that, I wanted to be covered in cum as it dripped from my twat and sphincter. I wanted my mouth overflowing with jizm as a crowd of men told me what I was to them: a cumguzzler, a bitch, a skank, a gutterslut, a whore.

Frank’s voice cut through. “Well, what are you waiting for? Clean me off.” His cock twitched as I regarded it.

With a wiggle of my eyebrows, “GULP!” I flushed my mouthful of seed. I flashed a bright smile before leaning down to lick him clean.

I had gotten most of his semen already, but there was still some along his shaft and I sucked away, actually coaxing a last, tepid spurt from the tip. Frank must have been saving up for a while.

We were all pretty exhausted. The guys had all cum like fire hoses, and while I have a hell of an appetite I had fucked and sucked repeatedly for the past five hours.

We just sprawled there. Periodically I rocked my hips a little against Chuck. Don quietly alternated between fingered my ass and reaching around to grope my tits. I was a little disappointed he didn’t offer me any of Chuck’s cum, but I guess that would have been a bit much to ask. So, I rested my head in Frank’s lap, nuzzling his cock, periodically taking the tip into my mouth for a suck.

After some period of time, I had no idea how long, I looked up and noticed that we were parked. It was dark, I had no idea where we were.

What was more, John and Bill were missing.

A/N: This is about as far as my muse has taken me along this thread. Right now I am again thinking about adding some more Saturday morning in the hopes that it will jump-start my thinking along that thread, but who knows?
Suggestions & additions always welcome.