Just a Hole

“Have you had breakfast yet, faggot?” Gabby asks, and my mouth moves back to licking and kissing her cock as I look up at her. I draw my tongue all the way up to the crown, grinding the tip against her frenulum, kissing the crown before I reply.

“Ye-mmph!” I start, but she cuts me off by yanking my head down on her cock.

“Good, then we can cum on your face if we feel like it!” Gabby says, looking down at me, “You're nothing but a hole, as far as we're concerned, this morning, faggot!” Her hips snap forward as I switch hands and curl my fingers around Sara's rod.

“You'll take what we give you!” Gabby growls as she pulls back and snaps her hips forward, again, beginning to skull-fuck me without hesitation. I moan softly on her cock, taking it as she slams in, her hips slapping forcefully against my cheeks.

All I can do is take it as her cock repeatedly pistons down my throat, making me thankful I don't have a gag reflex. I don't choke, I simply moan on her cock, pleasuring her with the vibrations. She growls in appreciation as she hammers into me.

When Sara clicks her tongue, Gabby pulls my head off her cock and Sara grabs my hair, ramming my head down onto hers. Sara doesn't show me any tenderness or mercy, either, her hips slam against my face with a crack as she slams her cock in.

She's a little longer than Gabby, but slightly thinner, her cock's closer to Amy's. I moan on her meat, quickly adapting and stroking Gabby's prick beside my face. Sara ploughs my throat relentlessly, growling, “You're nothing but a faggot, bitch!”

“This is all you're good for, fag!” Sara snarls with lust, pumping her meat down my throat. I'm forced to wonder if she has ever masturbated thinking about me. Is this a dream come true for her, having me on my knees, using me how she wants?

A dozen harsh thrusts, and she passes my mouth back to Gabrielle, forcing me to swap hands for her pleasure. I moan, soft but steady, offering pleasurable vibrations to the one in my mouth while working my fingers on the other, tending both.

Soon, both young women are pulsing, one in my hand and the other in my mouth. I look up at Sara as she simply keeps up the ploughing of my throat. I moan softly, glancing to Gabby, whom I can barely see in my periphery, then back to Sara.

“Fucking take it, faggot!” Gabrielle hisses with arousal as I wait to see where her and her friend are going to unload, on me or in me. My stomach's still full of cum, but if they opt to feed me theirs, I'll have no choice but to swallow their milk, too.

Author's Note:
Please click LIKE if you are enjoying these chapters.