Can hardly resist

Mark stood up between my legs and pushed straight into my cunt. “Oh, God!” I moaned as he pushed against the apples. “Fuck, that feels good. How many are you planning on stuffing me with on the night?”

Mark was holding my legs as he fucked me. I could feel his cock pushing the apples in my cunt around. “Well, maybe we should try a few more times to see how many fit with you still being a good fuck.”

Will pushed his cock back to my lips, and I leant my head backward, letting him push back into my throat. His cock head was so big it must have looked like I was swallowing one of those apples as he stretched my throat out. I shuddered in bliss at being used by these two, at the thought of being stuffed in more ways than one on the day, of being served up as food.

I shuddered through an orgasm, creaming the apples in my cunt and Mark’s cock as I reminded myself it was just play, and I was just playing at being served up and eaten. But as I shuddered, Mark leant forward and bit my breast. It was hard, and I came all over again just as he said, “A little rare still, needs a little longer on the grill.”

Will laughed as my throat and cunt spasmed, my cunt trying to milk Mark or crush the apples, and my throat trying to dislodge Will. My moan was choked back by Will’s thick cock as I felt my eyes roll back. Neither of them would have been able to see that around Will’s heavy sack slapping my face.

As I was coming down from my orgasm Will pulled out of my throat, and I coughed before looking at Mark. “I can’t believe you bit my fucking tit!”

Mark pushed deeply into my cunt, and I shuddered as the apples again shifted to accommodate him. “You loved it, and just wait till people are scraping tartare off your tit with a steak knife.” I shuddered again, and Mark tensed. “Oh, God. You love that idea, maybe them accidentally cutting you, using your blood like a gravy.”

My arms pulled at my bindings as I orgasmed again, my hands changed colour as I strained, and my cunt begged for Mark’s cum. He provided a moment later, filling me with his hot cream as I clenched my jaws in pleasure.

Mark sat inside me for a few moments as I felt him twitching and filling me further. As we were both panting, Will was stroking his cock by my lips. “Damn, that was hot,” he said.

As Mark was pulling out of my cunt I moaned, I couldn’t help but tense up and felt the apples shift again. He held a hand to my cunt as I slowly pushed the first apple out, slick with my and Mark’s cum. My boyfriend leant forward and brought it to my mouth as I smiled up at Will. “Hope you are joining us for dinner,” I said just as I bit into the apple. It was all Will needed, and his cock started to spurt. He moaned as he sprayed onto my face and my open mouth, into my hair and over the apple I had just taken a bite out of. I moaned in pleasure, my wrists aching from the strain of pleasure as he glazed me.

Thinking about being glazed set me off again, and I moaned as I felt another apple pop from my cunt like a ping pong ball. My mouth sat slack open, the half-chewed apple sitting there as Will pressed his cockhead against my lips. His last spurt or two adding to the mush of apple.

He pulled away, his cock oozing, as I dutifully chewed my mouthful and swallowed.