Dirty Thirty

Anna's and Lana's pear-shaped, nude butts were always a sight to see. They looked so cute together.

I had to give both of my girls a pat on the back.

SLAP! SLAP!

Oh, no, wait, I meant slaps on their asses.

"Iyah!" "Yaugh!" They shrieked, almost in unison.

That was as good a signal as any to get this show finally on the road.

"Alright, girls. Anna, since you've got the vibrating one... Go take a position next to her pussy. Lana, you'll take her mouth."

Anna was way past being able to argue against my orders, and moved swiftly over to the restrained blonde's backside. No matter how clearly she disliked doing so.

Lana was a bit more hesitant. But there was an obvious reason for that.

"Umm... But... She has..."

"Yeah yeah, I know, the gag. Just take it off her and immediately replace it with that rubber cock. I'm sure she and her esophagus will love the change of pace." I said. Reagan's expression told me... she didn't quite agree with that sentiment.

And, more importantly, the bitch still can't talk with that thing in her mouth.

Wouldn't want her spouting something about my app, now would I?

It was bad enough she knew about it. I didn't want it to spread any more than that. Even if Lana and Anna-Marie were almost completely under my control. There was always danger in too much knowledge.

I guess, in the grand scheme of things, shoving that strap-on in her mouth was kinda pointless... and a bit risky. It wasn't going to up her pleasure. It wouldn't make her cum faster.

But it would make this whole ordeal more humiliating for her. And I didn't want to leave any of this cunt's holes unviolated.

And I wanted to see Lana facefuck this whore.

"Actually... master, about her gag, she-"

"It's not rocket science, red. Just fuck her face so hard she'll taste rubber in her food for the rest of the week. Besides, it's good training for her. I don't want to deal with any gag reflexes when I decide to blow my load down her throat."

Lana hesitated again... but eventually, she just nodded.

"Yes... master."

She looked like she had something more to say, but decided against it.

Whatever it was, I didn't have time for it.

I grabbed Reagan's face again. It was almost cute how she still struggled to free herself from my grip.

"You probably did the maths yourself, but yes... I'll be taking your asshole, slut. And I won't be wasting any of my pricy lubes for your murderous bitch-ass."

I watched it all sink in, and then let her head drop back on the table.

I was going to destroy this whore's ass.

I joined Anna behind the table.

...This was going to take a little maneuvering.

With Reagan perched up on the table in a doggy position, I had to get on the table as well. If we were going to manually occupy all of her holes, things were going to get tight. I would have to do this in synchro with Anna-Marie.

As I stood over the powerless woman, I looked to the two redheads on both ends of her.

"Alright then. I think we're ready here. Soldiers, line up to your positions!"

The women awkwardly grabbed their strap-ons, and neared the woman restrained to the middle of the table.

Lana's strap-on was almost touching Reagan's ballgag, at the same time as Anna-Marie lined the tip of her strap-on right next to the entrance Reagan's quivering, moist pussyhole.

I didn't envy Anna's position. From where she would have to operate, her vision would constantly be filled by my naked ass. But hey, these were the limitations of a good triple-penetration.

The tension was in the air. Everyone was just waiting for me to give the permission to start.

It was odd, but Lana and Anna seemed almost as red and sweaty as Reagan was. That was pretty insane, considering everything she had been through.

Were they seriously trying to avoid... having sex with each other? I mean I had given them a pretty easy way to relieve that clearly obvious horniness they were feeling. I mean... kudos to them, I guess they had more willpower left than I thought.

But no way would they make it through the whole weekend. No way.

I lined the tip of my dick just over Reagan's crack. The helpless woman was already shaking in anticipation, knowing that her butthole was about to be filled with something a lot more thicker and wider than just that vibrating buttplug.

The sensation she was about to feel... It was going to be a whole new ballgame for her.

Her ass would never be the same after I was done with it.

Damn. Her bouncy-looking buns looked as good as they felt. I didn't mind teasing both of them by slowly slathering my erect cock over them.

She tensed up each time I bounced my cock on them, like I was some kind of weird flesh-drums. But the tension just made them look all the sexier.

In fact... They looked so good I just had to grab me a handful of both.

"MMFNGH!", my plaything grunted as I squeezed her buttocks like they were baking dough.

But fuck this. I had no time for even this much foreplay.

Every minute counted now.

"Alright everyone. Time to make this bitch cum for the final time. We have..." I looked over to my phone.

...Shit. I didn't know it was this close.

"...We have seven minutes to go. On my mark... Get ready to fill her holes... NOW!"

And just like that... Lana and Anna-Marie entered her. (ANNA-MARIE: +1SP) (+95SP)

Lana ripped off the gag from the woman's mouth, and before Reagan could say one syllable, it was replaced by the strap-on.

I thought she might start out slow... But no.

She fit the entire thing down her throat in the first go.

The way Lana just... forcefully slammed her pelvis against the woman's face... It was intense. She just grabbed Reagan's head as she filled her mouth with the rubber cock. Again... and again. Both of Lana's gorgeous tits jiggled from every impact.

Soon spit was flying everywhere, as Reagan could only drool and gargle in panic.

Lana looked up at me... and smiled.

She actually smiled.

And not just any type of smile. A wicked, sadistic smile.

I didn't quite know how to react to that.

I just hoped Reagan wasn't trying to put up too much of fight in there. She could lose a few teeth.

Anna-Marie, behind me, slammed her strap-on straight into Reagan's hungry, and very loose, pussy. It made a beautiful squelching sound. I could practically hear all of the remains of her previous ejaculates bursting out of her.

I think Reagan was trying to grunt from the multiple violations to her pussy, but it was even harder this time with that thing dominating her mouth. She had to focus on not ****.

I bet that felt quite different from having that vibrator in her pussy, right? That thing just stayed still... This one moved, exploring deeper and deeper depths of her cavity. And most of all... There was a distinct feeling of a human being fucking you. That's always a different sensation than just a machine in your cunt.

And that one could vibrate too. But not time for that yet.

Anna-Marie's fucking position was a little awkward, though. Her boobs kept slamming into my ass each time she pounded Reagan from behind.

I gave her a stern look.

"Do you find your master's ass disgusting, ****?"

"...Huh? N-no, I..."

"Then why aren't you worshipping it? You should be proud to be this close to it. I'll allow you to lick it or kiss it during the fucking... If you do it with appropriate grace."

She looked a bit disgusted, and I wasn't sure if she would take up my nice offer.

Once I got going, though... She wouldn't be able to escape from it's proximity.

Alright. The girls were now in action. They were spitroasting poor Reagan from both sides with decent pace.

I hadn't made my move yet. It always makes sense to give these sensations time to grow.

Then again... We were cutting it really close. Maybe I was playing all this up just a little bit too much. I have to get this finished in a couple of minutes.

Besides, all this lesbian fucking and grunting was turning me so diamond-hard. I had to put this thing in some warm hole, and soon.

I never did ask Reagan if she had been butt-fucked before. Maybe this was a momentous moment for her. Me taking her anal virginity.

Lucky her.

The woman so focused both moaning from pleasure and gargling the big rubber cock in her mouth, that she barely noticed as I split her buttcheeks apart, and...

Plunged right in.

Every single inch of me. In one go.

No lube, no nothing. The only thing easing the friction was her body sweat alone.

And her ass... Oh man it was tight. And hot. And so goddamn elastic.

Reagan made a sound I had never heard before. It was like a high-pitched, panicked mix of gargle and moan.

It was exactly what I hoped to hear.

So I drew a little back....

And plunged again. This time... Harder and faster.

And there was lovely sound again.

And for the third time... Harder and faster again.

In fact, I did it so fast, my ass hit Anna-Marie on the face as it came out.

The ginger bitch still wasn't kissing it.

But that didn't stop me.

It was time to go full ****.

"NOW, LET'S FUCK THIS BITCH UP! FASTER! GO GO GO!"

After that... It was just pure annihilation.

All three of increased our pace with every pump. To the point that the only thing that echoed in the room was the multiple sounds of splish and splash as the blonde was treated as nothing more than a trio of holes.

I ordered Anna-Marie to turn on the vibrator in her strap-on. That resulted in another fun sound from Reagan, as more and more of her defenses were being ripped to shreds.

No way she could hold on for much longer.

...But she did.

No matter how much we increased our pace... The woman wasn't cumming.

And time was ticking dangerously close now.

Really? You want me to bring my A-game, bitch?

Fuck it. I'm down.

I summoned up every inch of my sexual capabilites and strength. The ones that I had used while fucking Gloria. And I swear... The same thing happened again.

Everything became a blur.

The fucking was amazing. It was like each sensation tripled. My dick loved every inch of her anal cavity.

In fact... Very fast... It was starting to feel so good... that I was starting to lose focus... and my brains were turning into mush.

The only things I could see and feel were her fleshy, meaty buns, jiggling under my might like water balloons. That, and... Lana's tits... that came closer and closer to my face, as the red-headed firebrand shook and jiggled them with increasing intensity as she forcefully stuffed her dildo into the woman's mouth.

Everything became fucking.

All was fucking.

This whole world was... nothing but fucking.

Every sense I had... It was all fucking.

Everything smelled of sex. All I could hear was sex. All I could feel was sex. All I could see was sex.

All I could feel was my dick in her warm asshole. All I could see were those gorgeous tits in my face.

I could feel myself leaving my body.

Like... my body was taking over my mind.

I do remember grabbing Lana's face, and stuffing my tongue down her throat as I sucked her face into mine.

My tongue practically **** her mouth with the same intensity that we were fucking this woman beneath us.

And it was like... It wasn't even me doing this... But just my body...

And at some point... Lana matched my intensity. And our tongues battled beautifully as we explored each other teeth cavities, trying to meld together.

And I swear...

I swear could also feel Anna-Marie's lips smooching my backside. So soft, so sweet... So submissive.

All the while all three of us never stopped fucking this woman to shreds.

But...

She still wasn't cumming.

She was somehow still withstanding this onslaught.

But I could feel it. With every fiber of my being. It was like my body just.... cosmically understood the sensations she was so desperately trying to hold back.

This woman just mere seconds away from a mind-bending orgasm.

I pushed Lana off me, so hard that the strap-on exited Reagan's mouth. It was like a silencer was suddenly removed. Some of the loudest and most **** sounding moans and screeches I had ever heard immediately expelled out of the blonde woman.

Those were not the sounds of a human anymore. Just some kind of creature that existed somewhere between endless void of pleasure and pain.

I wrapped myself all over the back of the blonde assassin. I stretched over to her ear....

And whispered... Pounding her ass harder after each word...

"Now... Your... master... orders... HIS... ****... TO CUMM!!!!"

That appeared to be the final trigger.

Reagan's eyes rolled up, and her body convulsed violently.

She squirted so hard, that even Anna-Marie had to take a step back to escape from the explosion.

Despite the 30 other times she hard orgasmed today... She still had that much inside her.

I guess her body was saving it for a special occasion like this.

She screamed so loudly that it nearly broke my eardrums.

Thank God it was this late already and the building should be empty. Otherwise... People even on the top floor could probably hear her.

Okay, maybe I was exaggerating, but holy shit she was loud.

I finished at the same time, filling her asshole with milky white sticky liquid. There was too much for her poor asshole to hold down, and almost half of it bubbled over, dripping over her pussy and on the table beneath us.

And then... I felt like most of my strength just suddenly left me. Just like earlier today.

What the fuck was this... strange zone I could go into?

Like a... zone of sex? A zone where I was nothing but a... fucking machine? It was kinda scary, and I had trouble controlling myself while I was there... And the app didn't say anything about something like this...

Maybe I should avoid doing that?

But, once again, that shouldn't be my main focus here. The woman on the table was flopping like a fish in her shackles, as more and more ejaculate still poured out of her body...

And slowly her loud moaning quieted down to a high-pitch whine.

And then... it just cut out altogether.

She was completely zonked out. She was definitely still breathing... but her mind had left her body.

I'm guessing she let loose every single drop she had been holding on to all day. And she let every single wall she had built up... crumble down.

But...

I wasn't sensing...

Points?

I looked over to my phone.

...

Oh no.

Oh shit.

It happened again.

It was that fucking zone. It was its fault.

The whole thing felt like it was only two minutes, but...

We were way past the time limit now.

In fact... We were ten minutes over.

SHIT! FUCK!

...

Could I... How could...

Was there a way to salvage this?

I looked over to three women.

Lana and Anna-Marie... they looked ruffled, wet, and exhausted. But they were **** to hear whether we succeeded or not.

But... If even they were unsure about that...

Shit, maybe...

I grabbed Reagan's face. Quickly.

I gave it a few, hard slaps.

After the fifth one... I could see some movement in her eyes.

Good enough. She could probably hear me.

"Hey there Reagan. Feeling alright?"

"abxlpllll..." she garbled.

"Did you enjoy your... thirtieth orgasm?"

It was like she suddenly got some of her senses back, as a powerful wave a realization hit her.

She looked so sad and embarrassed to hear that.

"And it only took... Huh..." I looked over to my phone. "Wow. Seven hours, 59 minutes, and thirty seconds. Damn. So close to the eight-hour mark. I bet that... hurts." I got closer to her. "...You fucking loser."

The depressed woman slumped back on the table, every ounce of strength finally abandoning her.

(REAGAN: +20SP) (+12SP)

There we go.

It never needed to be true.

She just needed to believe it was true.