Serving the Groomsmen

Jackson pulls Emma backwards by her hair. “Fucking A! This slut’s got our man Lucas’ seal of approval. Time for the crew to get some relief.”

The best man mashes her face into a groomsman’s dick. She has just enough time to open her mouth, and then the dick is testing her gag reflex and pounding at the back of her throat. The hands on the back of her head swap. She tears up from the intensity, but it’s about speed, not depth for the man. He’s skullfucking her like a fleshlight, using her mouth to jerk off. He feeds his load of cum into her gaping, drooling mouth, and then she’s yanked and grabbed by the next groomsman.

Emma takes more rough skullfucking and focuses on suppressing her gag reflex as the second groomsman cock smashes into the back of her throat. She’s a blowjob girl. She’s made to take it in every sense of the word. The pistoning in her mouth is dizzying. She swallows most of another load, and then a third groomsman cock smashes into her senses.

A touch of snot joins mascara, tears, drool, and cum at dripping down her face. The dick smashing into her mouth is pushing everything else out. It’s happening too fast. She keeps her mouth and eyes open, keeping her hot mouth a tight hole for his cock, and then that third groomsman feeds her his cum. She’s holding on to the feeling of being a good blowjob girl.

There’s a moment to breathe, but then Jackson pulls Emma by her hair again and pushes his own fat dick into her mouth. The best man starts slower, more methodical. He’s got girth, and he pushes to the back of Emma’s throat. She balls her fists to distract herself, to suppress her gag reflex, and then he pushes past her tonsils into her throat. She feels light-headed. It’s hard to breathe. His cock is too much. She’s taken too much. He fucks her spasming throat. His cock slams past her uvula and her tonsils, testing her. Her vision narrows to a tunnel filled with his cock and balls. He too pounds into her face relentlessly until at last he mercifully cums into the back of her throat. Cum shoots out her nose, and she passes out.

She returns to consciousness on the floor with her mouth open and her cheek glued to a puddle of cum in the carpet. The groomsmen are fist-bumping Jackson. “Damn, man, you broke the blowjob girl.”

Jackson pokes Emma’s bare hip fold with his foot and shakes her prone naked body. “Yeah, I’m calling us a fresh girl. You, get out of here.”