Justin has been getting bored.

“You know, I don’t think it’s fair.” Justin’s voice drew my attention, at least a little, from Denise. “Here I am, one load behind these assholes, and you’re stealing my girlfriend.”

Denise broke off her ****, “If I have her suck you off, will you shut up?”

Justin just grinned. Denise turned me to him and shoved me down. As had become my habit I balanced on my heels rather than my knees (less scraping and better exercise), as Denise waived Justin forward. He was bare and hard, big surprise. Out of the corner of my eye I saw Todd moving in. Not giving me a chance to play with Justin’s cock, Denise took me back the back of the head and shoved my mouth down his shaft. “You love it don’t you?”

“Sure,” Justin groaned as he hit the back of my throat.

“I wasn’t talking to you. I know about you and tight holes.” I’m sure she did. They’d been together long enough to start filming Denise’s gang-bangs in the locker room.

“You had her ass…” she chided.

“Yeah, but I wasn’t kidding when I said she had a tight throat. Great ass, but this throat just goes forever.”

“Well, just make sure you **** the little bitch properly.” She pushed me back and forth along his fuckstick, gurgling and drooling the whole way. Then Justin took me by the back of the head and began moving from side to side. There wasn’t much room in my throat, but that wasn’t really the point. He was fucking my face. As long as I didn’t pass-out he was going to stay in my throat.

“God, that’s good.” Justin grunted as he moved his cock an inch or so in and out of my throat. I was coughing and **** around his prick and he was loving it.

So was Denise. “Keep it up,” she ordered gleefully, “Make sure she gets all of it.”

Quite honestly, I was loving this to. I enjoyed the messiness that I had gotten into with Todd and Ben. The four-way had been incredible. But I still craved ****. I enjoyed being an active participant; degradation didn’t require complete passivity. But, dirty talk was essential.

I still wasn’t interested in pain as such, although a little discomfort was different. However, I knew I would always crave this kind of fucking, where I was utterly degraded, relegated to the status of a tight, warm hole.

“Yeah, she loves it.” Denise husked, “This little tramp likes to be gagged. Likes to swallow. Make sure she takes it down her throat.”

I felt Denise kneeling down next to me and was surprised to feel her hand slowly, circling the small of my back, the gentleness contrasted with the filth coming from her mouth. “Dirty skank. Bet you’re filthy little pussy is fucking soaked.” She was right, it was. “Bet you can’t wait until it really gets going.” Her hand had drifted down and was stroking my ass as she cooed. “You’re just going to love getting fucked all day long. Cum dripping all over your slutty little face.” SLAP!

I jumped as Denise delivered a well-timed smack to my left asscheek. My nose was full of Justin’s pubes and my tonsils quivered around his cock.

Denise continued her ****. SLAP! my other ass cheek. “Dribbling out of that dirty little cunt of yours.” - SLAP! - Now she pulled my shorts back down again.

“Running down your legs.” - SLAP! SLAP! - she wasn’t just teasing, it fucking stung -

“Oozing from your FRESH,” - SLAP! - my bare cheeks were burning -

“FUCKED,” - SLAP! - not quite as hard but along the crack of my ass -

“BITCH” - SLAP! -

“ASS!” - SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! - Denise was spreading my cheeks and slapping my asshole. I was hyperventilating around Justin’s dick, bouncing around him as he fucked my face in short, rapid strokes.

Somewhere in there he lost containment. “Oh you fucking sluts. Gonna cum,” Justin grunted.

“Well, let’s see what this does for the little bitch,” Denise said cupping my pussy and shoving a thumb up my ass. I came, again, hard. Denise rubbed back and forth as I fucking SPEWED cunt juice all over her hand.

“Yeah, you fucking want this you horny little slut.” Her thumb was knuckle deep in my bunghole; she was working it slightly but not very far. Justin, meanwhile, erupted down my throat. He put at least three shots down my throat, I lost track a bit as Denise smeared my juices around my crotch.

Then Justin pulled back and, with one hand on the top of my head and the other holding my ponytail like a leash, absolutely BASTED the inside of my mouth. I don’t know where all that cum was coming from or how I was catching it all. I knew young guys could get it up, but the shear volume of these jocks was beyond my wildest dreams.

“Don’t even think about swallowing until I tell you it’s okay you cocksuckin’ slut,” Denise whispered in my ear, punctuating her point by pulling her hand out of my ass and then stuffing her two fingers back between my cheeks. Trying to ignore the fingers up my ass, I nodded my head awkwardly around Justin as he spurted a couple more times. Thick, rich cum filled my mouth and he roughly pulled out of my mouth, smacking me across the lips and cheek with his sloppy fuckstick. The layer of jizz was especially thick around the head and as he smeared the underside of his cock up my nose to my hair a glob of cum oozed out of the tip. It ran down my forehead, leaving a thick line of cum from my hairline, to the corner of my eyebrow, and then down the side of my face.

My lips were coated, my face was smeared, and my mouth was full of seed. I slowly ran my hands up and down Justin’s cock, coating my fingers and palms with his slimy cream. I did my best to keep the cum in without swallowing, but with Denise’s hands up my ass and gash, while she teasingly pressed open-mouthed kisses to my back and neck, I had to compromise somewhere. I tried to suck at Justin’s cock and keep from drooling, but I settled for smearing what I couldn’t fit into my mouth over my face. Thick film of cum covered my forehead, caked my hair, and, as it found its way to my teased out lashes, it was beginning to glue my eyes shut.

A passerby might have been mistaken for assuming I was using semen for makeup. My mascara and eye-shadow were running. My lipstick had long since disappeared in a flood of cunt and cock juice.

I felt Denise pull her hands out of my pussy and ass, resting one on my hip and the other on my belly as she shifted around to face me. She took Justin’s cock out of my hands and swallowed him to the root.

“Oh swallow it babe. Take it all down,” he moaned out. She sucked him clean, inches from my face, as I squatted there waiting to be told what to do with his cum.

It was overwhelming. I could see Denise pumping his thick, red fuckstick through her full lips. I could hear her groaning “mmmm” around him as he mumbled and muttered incoherently, I could smell our cum, and I was pretty sure Denise had orgasmed somewhere in the midst Justin’s **** of my face. I could definitely taste Justin in my mouth as I struggled against the urge to swallow, and I could feel her hands around my middle and his jizz drying on my face.

Finally she pulled off him with a - POP! - and stared at me, nose to nose. “You are a filthy mess,” she mused, running a finger along my jaw. She held it up between us, and then teasingly took it into her own mouth, sucking it clean.

She did the same to the other side of my face, gently tracing my jaw, but just when I thought she was going to take it to her mouth, she grabbed my chin between two sticky fingers and roughly cocked my head to the side. “Let’s see if you’ve gotten any better at following directions.” Her lips went to mine, her tongue roughly demanding entry, plundering my mouth. She held me there for a good five minutes, lapping her tongue around, sometimes fast, sometimes slow. She would push in and out of my mouth as her lips massaged mine. She tilted my head from one side to the other, one hand firmly pressing against the back of my skull.

Then she pulled her lips back, pulling her tongue slowly, reluctantly. I couldn’t see it, but I could smell the sharp tang of sperm as she sucked it back into her mouth. She leaned back and slowly opened her mouth. I could see a large pool of cum there. Her eyes danced as she twisted her head up to show Justin. Then - GULP! She flushed it down.

“Good enough for a little whore like you, for now,” Denise allowed. “You’re going to have to get used to doing exactly what you’re told when you’re on your knees. Can’t have you disappointing some guy after he’s gone to all the trouble to stuff himself balls-deep in one of your sloppy holes.” I bristled at that. Hard used and juicy they might be, but none of my fuck-holes could be called anything but tight.

A/N: Didn't mean to leave anyone hanging but RL kicked in.
I've another bit after this but I'm not sure I like it. Probably need to tinker. And after that, I am currently at a bit of an impasse with this line.