Chapter 51: The Delivery 002

“Oh, shit! Oh, shit!” In short order, Jenkins started pumping his hips forward and back, careless of my comfort, just wanting only to get off. Grunting, he reached down and grabbed a handful of hair, to add some force as he fucked my mouth.

His cock tingled electrically in my mouth, swelling to the limit of stiffness before erupting. Jenkins gasped and spasmed, moaning loudly and shaking as I sucked every last drop of cum from his straining dick, laving the head of his cock with massaging swirls of my tongue.

I finally lifted up, lips pursed closed and decorated with a slimy film of cum and turned to the next hard cock. Easing back Clark’s foreskin and revealing his purple head, my tongue teased the small opening of his pee-hole where a small amount of clear liquid pre-cum had accumulated.

Eagerly sucked his dick, I plunged deeper and deeper with each pump of my soft, full, pink lips. Clark guided my head with his hands, watching as his hard shaft slid in and out of my hot mouth, sinking again and again between my moist lips.

“Mm-hmm,” I moaned passionately around his dick, sucking harder, taking more and more in my mouth. Clark gasped, arching his back as his cock slid down my throat. As I pressed my chin to his balls, my lips fluttered around the base of his shaft. Amazed by the size of his cock, I throat-fucked him for a moment or two longer and then I backed off, my wet mouth poised around the head of his big cock. I gulped loudly, gasped again and then plunged back down, bobbing my mouth rapidly up and down, moaning eagerly all the while.

Sucking his huge cock like a desperate woman, I slurped my mouth off his dick, my lips shiny and wet. I stroked his cock rapidly with my closed fist, jacking it up and down. The puffy nipples of my firm breasts danced along Clark’s inner thighs as my breasts shook.

I heard Hawthorne gasped, “Mifuckingod, what a fucking slut.”

With a sexy, purring sound, I willingly swallowed his cock again, sliding all the way down to his pubic hair. Looking down at me Clark grunted with pleasure.

I jerked my wet mouth off his dick and took it in my hand. I gave Clark an impassioned look, as I pumped his cock frantically while rolling his swollen balls with my fingers.

I licked my lips and giggled as I went back down, hungrily slurping and sucking once more. Swiftly bobbing my head up and down and stroking Clark to the rhythm of my hot, tight, sucking mouth. I made muffled little whimpering noises as I anticipated his orgasm.

And still my head pumped up and down, my lovely, unequaled mouth bringing him closer and closer to orgasm. Clark closed his eyes, savoring the sensations as I sucked and pulled, pumped and stroked. Rolling my mouth, I stroked him with my supple tongue, squeezing his cock and balls with the sole intention of making him erupt in my mouth.

“Oh god…I’m cummmmming!” Clark cried, his body spasming, bucking his hips as his cock throbbed in my mouth. I moaned, “Uuuuuuuuuum,” eagerly, sucking as hard as I could, my hands gripping his hips as I pumped my mouth up and down his straining shaft.

“Oh, God!” cried Miller, “Don’t do it, buddy…” But boy did he? Clerk groaned loudly, arching his back as his cock catapulted what had to be the most satisfying orgasm he’s ever experienced into my mouth. His cum, thick and hot surged between my lips, spurting over my tongue, filling my eager mouth.

I jerked back a little from the force of his orgasm, sliding my hot mouth back until just the head of his spewing cock was gripped between my lips.

Clark wiggled, held my head close and dug his fingers into my scalp as he reveled in the intense sensation of cumming in my mouth. I kept sucking, tugging on his dick with my mouth, squeezing his shaft tightly in my fist.

Then I made a quick circle around the room giving each of the remaining guys a turn at my mouth. Once again sucking cocks is not my favorite thing but I was in way over my head by now so more or less had to go through with it. My body was pulsating with eager, anticipating fear but hot with exciting passion.

While sucking I’d made myself a game plan. Since I was fixing to get the fucking of my life (I hoped), I wanted the biggest cock last. Oh my god, there was one in the room …Clark’s…that was so big that he made me shudder to think about it.

Putting my elbows on the carpet I raised my hot shapely ass in the air and rubbed it up against Hawthorne, the one with the smallest dick in the room. I lowered myself face down until the carpet rubbed my skin, then I spread my legs. Moving between my legs, Hawthorne grabbed my hips and his stiff cock part my lips as he enter and started to fuck me. This wasn’t really part of my fantasy. I just wanted to be massaged and touched by a lot of men at once.

As Hawthorne enthusiastically pumped in and out of me I knew the other guys were watching. I could feel my orgasm building as Hawthorne continued to drive his cock into my sweet pussy. My nipples stiff scrapped the carpet and I knew my moans were echoing through out the office. The feel of his cock in my pussy brought me closer to the volcanic explosion that was threatening to consume me.

“Bitch,” growled Williams.

“Fucking whore,” muttered Jenkins, not wanting to be left out of the action.

My nails dug into the carpet and I pushed back. Hawthorne’s mouth came down and bit my shoulder. I screamed and came for him. I exploded all over his cock, showering it with my hot fluids. My virginal muscles clenched his shaft and I pushed deeper onto his petite size tool. His balls slammed against my ass and I felt myself shake with lust.

“Ohh…fuck,” I moaned. As the boys watched my hand moved between my legs, pulling the petals of my delicate-lips open. The vivid red of my nail polish was like an explanation point against the bubble gum pink of my pussy. By now my clit was so fat and erect that its tip poked up like a pencil eraser, rising far beyond the dark folds of my clit hood.

Cascading falls of melted honey flowed down the velvet sides of my pussy. Every joint in my body stiffened. I couldn’t breathe, think, or speak. For a moment I couldn’t see. I just was. I just existed in the black abyss that was void of all feeling and color.

Then as if someone flicked a switch, a blinding shot slammed into me and my eyes shot open. “OH MY GOD,” I screamed as Hawthorne’s shot of hot cum filled my pussy. “OH FUCK,” I wailed as the rapid waves of cum oozed out of my pussy and down my creamy white thighs.

Hawthorne was insatiable. He kept impaling me. Another river of fire shot from his cock and collided with my nectar. The juices of our sex mingled and while they did the temperature only added to my frenzied fuck. Hawthorne made me cum over and over as I reached the mountain and fell back down again. He lifted me up, carried me higher and then I crashed again. Each climax was unique and when the final one was pulled out of me I cried. My tears flowed down my face, my head pounded in pain. My lungs hurt. My throat was dry. My lips were sore from the constant biting. The joints in my ankles, knees, elbows ached. Even my fingers tingled.

Catching my breath, I then turned around and backed my ass up to Williams, cock number two. With a moan of pleasure, Williams’ cockhead slipped between my butt cheeks and pierced my pussy. He slowly pulled back as he savored the tight wetness of my just fucked pussy. Then he grabbed my hips and pulled me towards him. As I back into him he fucked me like a machine, pumping in and out until his cock had rubbed every inch of my tight pussy.

Williams wanted to please me, so he reached around my boyishly lean hips and found my clit with one fingertip. As soon as he touched it, my pussy clamped even tighter in a spasm of hot response. Then he rubbed my clit while he continued to ream my pussy with steady strokes of his hard cock. I was an unfamiliar fuck, but my feverish response to the thrust of his cock and the feel of his finger on my clit made it easy to read my body’s needs.