What's next?
Somehow ended up in a threesome
You didn't get long enough to contemplate how you'd gotten here. Tyrone’s fingers dug into your waist, spinning you toward Marcus before you can catch your breath. The room tilts, your clothes all seem to be ripped off at once. Cool air licks your skin, and then Marcus’s rough palms are sliding up your ribs, his smirk sharp as he cups your large breasts, thumbing your nipples erect. "Damn, always knew you were hiding something sweet under those tight shirts"
"Told you they were beautiful!" Tyrone laughed, cupping your arsecheek. Marcus’s calloused fingers pinch your nipples just shy of pain, and your traitorous body arches into the touch, a whimper spilling from your lips. Inside, your old self claws at the walls of your mind...this is wrong, this isn’t you... why had you even come here! But the protest drowns beneath the slick heat pulsing between your thighs. Tyrone’s laughter rumbles against your back, his teeth scraping your shoulder as his hand slides down to grip the swell of your hip. "Look at her, Marcus. Fuckin’ made for this."
Before you can protest, Tyrone’s hands shove you down onto the threadbare carpet, the rough fibers scratching your bare thighs. Marcus looms over you, his thick fingers tangling in your hair as he tilts your head back,forcing you to look up, as they both unleach their huge, black, cocks. Your breath stutters as the sight of them makes your brand new pussy convulse.
Your male mind screams to push them away, to scramble back and demand they stop, but your body betrays you, the scent of the 2 mens dicks too much, as you reach to grab them both.
"She better be as good as you promise TY!" Marcus laughed.
A ragged moan tears from your throat, humiliation burning your cheeks even as your cunt clenches around nothing, needing to be filled. It was no use. This was happening.
Your trembling fingers wrap around their thick lengths, the heat of their cocks searing your palms as you stroke them slowly. Marcus groans, his grip tightening in your hair as you lean forward, your pink lips parting, first for Tyrone, then for Marcus, taking each of them in turns.
The taste of salt and musk floods your tongue as you suck Tyrone deep, you never in your life thought you'd be doing anything like this, but here you were, your cheeks hollowing around him before pulling off with a wet gasp, only to swallow Marcus down next. Their groans mix with the slick sounds of your mouth working them, spit dripping down your chin as you struggle to keep up.

The thick heat of Tyrone’s cock pulses against your tongue as you hollow your cheeks, bobbing faster, each slick slide drawing a ragged groan from his lips. Your mind flickers with disbelief, this shouldn’t feel good, this is wrong, but the way Marcus’ fingers tighten in your hair when you moan around him sends liquid fire straight to your dripping cunt.
As you swap cocks, your lips stretch wider around Marcus’s girth, mimicking the way you’d seen pornstars take thick cocks, head tilted just so, tongue pressing flat along the vein underneath. A choked moan escapes you as Tyrone’s thumb swipes over your spit-slick chin, smearing it down your throat. “Fuck, look at her,” he growls, “trying so damn hard to be a good little slut.” The words send a jolt through you, your nipples pebbling tighter as your cunt pulses, empty, aching.
Marcus’s hips jerk forward, cutting off your air for a brutal second before you remember to breathe through your nose, just like in those videos. The boys groan in unison, their voices dripping with approval as you hollow your cheeks around a thick cock.
"Fuck, look at her," Marcus growls, his fingers tightening in your hair, forcing you to take him deeper.
"Told you she was a natural." Tyrone’s chuckle rumbles against your lips, his thumb swiping your spit-slick chin. "Damn, girl, you suck cock like a porn star."
The praise burns hotter than their hands, sending a jolt through your traitorous body. The days of being their buddy, chilling out with them, playing games, going clubbing, all gone. They didn't even remember ny of that, but you did, while you knelt here, a blonde slut blowing 2 black cocks, the kind of slut you'd hear them tell you about, you oft wished you could see what that was like.... now it was you.
"Goddam, I think it's time for a switch up" One of them, you didn't notice which, laughed, before you were flung onto your back, the 2 men towered above you.
"Time to give that little white pussy a good workout."
You gulped.... this was it.
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