Fucked once, fucked twice, fucked three times!

As Sasha stares down to the fat cock filling her pussy, she remembers she's not on birth control. Has never even considered going on the pill. Not when she knows her boyfriend would never dream of coming near her pretty pussy without a rubber on. Danny D's bare cock pushing inside her, his heavy balls slapping against her ass with each thrust, has her whimpering. If he cums inside her, the footage would forever shame her about this loss on Fucked or Fortune, a loss where she could end up pregnant. She looks up to Danny D as she pleads, "P-please... please pull out!"

Taking hold of her hips, Danny D chuckles as he pushes in deep. "Poor Sasha. No one's pulling out tonight!" He cums inside her, pulling out only after his cock stops throbbing, her inner folds soaked with his cum. As Danny D rubs his cum-slick cock against her pussy, he says, "Did I forget to mention the bet? We're all competing to see who can put a baby in you!" A line of naked staff members starts to form up behind Danny D, their hard cocks all pointing toward Sasha and her exposed pussy.

Sasha squirms against the ropes as she looks out to all the men, to all the cocks wanting to fuck her, noticing each is much bigger than her boyfriend. She says to Danny D, "My pussy can't take all these dicks!" More cum oozes from her pussy. "Can I... can I just go home now? I've already lost, right?"

Danny D steps out from between Sasha's spread thighs as another man takes his place. The game show host stoops to pick something up off the studio floor, and Sasha blushes when she realizes he's wiping the cum on his cock off onto her thong. He holds up the thong, and she opens her mouth to ask if she can wear it, willing to put on the cum-soaked thong if it'll mean hiding her pussy from all the cameras. Before she can find the words, Danny D stuffs the thong in her mouth, and she whimpers at the taste of his cum.

With her attention fixated so on Danny D and the taste of his cum filling her mouth, Sasha doesn't think of the other men until a gruff voice from between her thighs says, "If ya think he's got a fat dick, ya ain't seen nothing yet." The broad head of a thick cock bumps against her pussy.

When she glances down, that ugly fucker she thinks of as The Fat Man is there between her legs. A cock fatter even than Danny D's stands to attention below his beer gut. If she had to guess at his girth, she'd put him somewhere around that of a soda can. She tries to tell him to fuck off but can only mumble around the thong. Despite her muffled protests, she's just getting wetter as he rubs that cock up against her pussy.

"Gonna assume all that mumbling means ya want this dick," The Fat Man says. He slaps his cock down against her pussy, earning a muffled grunt from Sasha. After nudging his cock lower, he pushes forward, sinking balls-deep, her inner folds **** to stretch and gape to fit his girth.

What this fat fucker lacks in length, he more than makes up for in girth, Sasha realizes, her toes curling at being stretched so wonderfully. She's too busy cumming to think about how much she detests this bastard, her pussy covering his cock in her cream with each rough thrust. The padded bench shakes with the **** of his thrusts, and Sasha fights against her own orgasm, hating the man pounding at her pussy as a mess of cum and girl-cum trickles down between her spread thighs.

The Fat Man leans in, pinning Sasha against the bench, his breath warm on her ear as he says, "Hope yer ready for more baby batter, girlie. Gonna see if my boys can outswim Danny D's." He grunts and pushes deep, his balls against her ass as he holds himself inside her, each throb of his cock coating her inner walls with yet more cum.

Sasha stares down between her thighs as The Fat Man pulls out with a deluge of cum, her inner folds clinging to his fat shaft until he pulls clear. Her tits heaving with each ragged breath, Sasha looks to him and scowls. She tries to curse at him through the thong, panting still from the toe-curling climax.

The Fat Man leans in again, his softening cock rubbing over her pussy as he says to her, "Pretend all ya like but come find me if ya ever need to hop on this dick again." He chuckles and scoops cum from his cock to rub over the tip of her nose.

When he steps out from between her thighs, Sasha gets a glimpse of her boyfriend. Blake struggles against the ropes tying him to the chair still, the precum coating his cock saying he's getting off to his girl taking a pounding from all these men. Sasha makes eye contact and shivers before another man steps in to take the place of The Fat Man, another cock slapping down against her pussy.

Sasha looks up to see the muscled ginger she thinks of as Adonis. Before recognition can really settle in, he's worked his cock deep inside her soaked pussy, steady thrusts working inch after inch deeper. Gripping her hips, he smiles and says, "Sorry I couldn't get at you first. Wasn't expecting sloppy thirds, but I'll take it to fuck a beauty like you." He works his large hands up under her round butt, pulling her pussy onto his cock

Sasha, as she starts to cum yet again, realizes he's packing heat as long as Danny D's and as thick as The Fat Man's, already wondering how she'll ever feel normal again after getting fucked by so many big dicks.