be fucked

A small part of me screams at me to turn and run. Screams at me that something isn't right. But I can't hear that small part of me over the thunderous sound of my heartbeat and the woman's breathy moans that only causes me to want to join her. I barely notice that my once fit shirt now barely clings to one of my shoulders as I focus on the man before getting to my knees.

"Ple....please....sir....fu....fuck me." I whimper out in a cracking voice as the pounding builds to a crescendo as it finally dawns on me that something isn't right. For a mere moment I start to realize that something is wrong and that I never would have done anything like this even a during my dreams. However that thought evaporates as the ebony god lets go of the bimbo and turns around his rapidly hardening foot long python pulse past my face giving me a deep breath of his cock that sends my head swimming.

"What was that slut." The man demands his twitching cock mere inches away.

"Please fuck me." I squeek out.

"I CAN'T HEAR YOU!" The man roars loud enough that I'm sure the entire apartment building heard him.

"PLEASE FUCK ME! FUCK MY ASS, FUCK MY MOUTH, If I had a cunt I'd ask you to fuck it to." I scream my cracking voice completely gone replaced by a high pitched squeak.

For a second I fear I had failed to convince him before he rams his cock down my surprisingly pliable throat. I **** around his monstrous member as he pounds my head into the stairs as the only sound I can hear over my pounding heart is the glrk of my throat and slapping on his pelvis against my face as he fucks my face not caring if I enjoy it as much as him.

The face fucking lasts only a few minutes until with one final push the man's member hoses my throat and stomach as I moan around him as my own orgasm does it's best to render my brain useless. As quickly as he entered he roughly pulls out of my throat leaving me gasping as my hand now freed from the press of his body wanders to my dick as I slip into my boxers that seem to have grown larger.

However as I try to feel for it my hand slips into a tight opening that tries to keep my fingers trapped. The man the genius that he his realizes what it is before I can even start playing with my new pussy as he pulls my boxers free before he pushes my legs against my chest. I'm only capable of wondering at my sudden flexibility be he enters my virgin pussy with a grunt.

Initially the man's thrusting is slow though forceful as he seems just as confused as my changes as I would be if my brain was still devoting any energy to anything other than my moaning. The comparatively gentle love making doesn't last and the man does his best once again to fuck me into the stairs as my arms now free scratch rivulets into his back with nails that should have been short mere minutes ago. My mouth empty and needing something to do chooses to kiss and lick the sweat dripping from the mans neck as I hear the woman behind him moving to join our fuck fest. I have three orgasms before he with one last thrust empties himself in my now soiled womb.

As he pulls out far gentler than entering he abandons me to remain sprawled on the stairs. The man helps his bimbo to her feet as I'm basking in my rapidly diminishing glow. Only by his third step up do I realize that without a cock of my own or a cock in me I feel empty and broken. Casting a drunken glance I see no other cock but the man as I try to speak from my ravaged throat only being able to make sounds until he reached the top of the stairs.

"Pleash. Fuck...more. Empty." I slur out in a hoarse moan earning me that man's attention once again.