Chapter 133: TWO COCKS IN A PUSSY AND A CONFESSION

Third Person Pov

"Anything you both want," she gasped, voice shaky and all shades of desperate. "I just wanna get fucked."

Donna laid on the floor, legs spread, basically shameless, tits rising and falling while she played with her fat soaked clit.

Her juices leaked uncontrollably, as she pinched the hell of the bud. Every nerve screamed for a nasty, hard cock that would wreck her married core.

"Shit!! You want dick that much!" Taylor groaned.

He didn't waste any more time, he scooped her up like she weighed nothing, bridal style.

Her naked ass hung the air, slick dripping into her ass crack. Donna's big tities bounced as he carried her into the dining room.

Horace followed behind them, a smile etched on his face, big horse dick swinging between his tree trunk thighs.

Taylor laid on the glass dinner table, gentle. But thwre was nothing gentle in the way he yanked her legs apart roughly.

With her knees bent, her cunt gaped open, folds puffy, entrance twitching for a huge dick.

" God....please fuck me," she panted. "Please wreck my pussy."

Horace laughed, grabbing her left leg and hooked it around his shoulder. Taylor took her right leg and did the same.

The stretch burned her thighs, making her pussy drip more onto the table. She could feel the burn in her snatch, making her clit tingle.

"Who knew you'd turn out this dick crazy, Donna?" Horace said, squeezing her thigh so hard, it was gonna leave marks.

"You looked so sweet that day I saw you on the streets. Like you didn't even know what a dick looked like. Yet here you are, so ready to get your filthy cunt ripped open."

Taylor grinned at his cousin. His hand moved to palm Horace's ass, fingers dipping into his crack to press on his hot, dry asshole.

Donna's eyes crossed, her nipples tightened to hard, fat peaks as she watched them. "That's so fucking hot." She purred, pinching her slutty tits as slick gushed out of her open slit.

Taylor let go of Horace's firm butt and grabbed his long prick. He wrapped his veiny hand around his length and smacked the fat head on Donna's messy folds.

" Shit, shit, shit!!" Donna shrieked, legs quaking.

He dragged his tip up and down her down her folds, cunt juice smearing his cock head, using it as a sponge to wipe her sloppy hole clean.

"Fuuckkkk...." She groaned, staring at the way he played with her pussy lips using his cock.

Then, he pushed into her slowly, just the cock head and a couple of meaty inches. Her back arched off the table, her cunt walls quivering around the invading pipe.

"Yesssss....." She mewled, trying to rock her hips to take more of his length.

But before the bitch could, he pulled out of her pussy.

Donna whined. "Why??.... Why would you do that??"

Horace and Taylor chuckled. "Dirty whore!" Horace growled, slapping the inside of her thigh.

He leaned in and spat a warm, thick, glob of spit right onto her burning cunt. She jerked harshly from the sudden wetness.

Keeping her still, he caught the dripping spit with the wide flared head of his donkey dick and pushing it inside her.

"Hmmm...yes...." She mewled, head hitting the table as he fed her his length. Her pussy stretched wildly around him.

"Tight bitch!!" Horace growled, giving her five long strokes with his cock before yanking out of her cunt again.

She so badly wanted to scream, but all she could do was look at them with pleading teary eyes, practically begging for a cock.

She wanted a hard fuck but they just used their large pricks to play with her snatch, leaving her wanting.

"Please....please...I wanna come..." She begged, sweat dripping down her face to her tits.

"Shut the fuck up and stop whining." Taylor growled, smacking his cockhead once again on her outer cunt lips.

Horace did the same, the both of them pushing their cocks in her messy folds, coating themselves in cunt cream.

Putting her out of her misery, Horace pushed back inside her, forcing her legs wider than possible.

"Oh my god...oh my god...." Donna wailed, her sorry pussy gaping.

Taylor smirked and nudged at her all ready full entrance. He spat on her hole, then pushed inside her slowly, pressing on with his cousin.

The pressure was insane. Her pussy fought a losing fight, her body hot. "Fuckkkk!!! Fuckkk!!!! Shut, you're ripping me so fucking open...."

Her pussy surrendered, making way for him to slip in with a wet pop. Immediately he shoved in firmly, her bladder relaxed and sprayed hot piss on their shafts, the table and huge nutsacks.

"Uhhh...fuck.....fuck...." Donna cried out, keeping her tired legs open.

The stretch was brutal, she could feel every vein, every pulse, every fucking inch as the cocks rubbed together inside her.

"Take it easy....please!" She begged, tears streaming down her face, even as her cunt clenched greedily around the double invasion.

" You wanted to get fucked, so shut the hell up." Horace hissed, his big hand wrapping around her thin neck, squeezing hard enough to make stars pop in her vision.

She squirted again, pussy spasming out of control. The glass table was stained to filth, her cunt releasing nasty fart noises as they plunged her hole.

Donna's voice cracked. "Please fuck my useless sorry snatch..."she begged, fingers flying to her clit. "Fuck my hole.."

Horace cut off her airflow, their cocks moved inside her slowly inside her overstuffed entrance.

Taylor kept spitting on her pussy, making it wetter and slicker so they could move easily.

Donna was close, so, so close. "I'm...gonna...gonna...come..." Her tits bounced wildly with every thrust, toes curling.

"We're right there with you, baby." Horace grunted, eyes fixed on Taylor. "I love the way our dicks rub together in this tight pussy."

Right before her very eyes, they both leaned in and kissed. Hot deep kiss, tongues sliding together as they moaned into each other's mouths.

That did it for her.

Donna's whole body seized. "I'm cumming....fuck....I'm cumming...." She screamed, pussy milking their cocks.

They groaned into each other's mouth, and she felt hot thick cum blast and fill up her pussy.

All of them stayed like that, with Donna catching her breath. Horace and Taylor breathed heavily, their dicks slipping out of her.

Her pussy gaped open, cream, slick and cum dripped down her ass.

The doorbell rang.

"It must be Tina," she said weakly, voice drained. "She texted me earlier that she was coming over."

Taylor smirked at her, eyes full of mischief. "Go open the door for her. I want her to see how wrecked you are, besides you know she loves staring at your huge tits."

Donna huffed but complied as Horace helped her off the table. The doorbell rang impatiently again.

She quickly rushed to the door, pussy throbbing as more cum dripped down her legs.

When she yanked it open, instead of Tina's pretty face, she came face to face with her husband, Matthews.

"Don..Donna!!" His eye bulged out. "So, Mrs Winchester was right, after all."

His voice was filled with anger, face red as he watched the cum trailing down her naked legs.

She was doomed. Before she could open her mouth and say anything, Horace came to the door, spent cock pressed against his thigh.

"What's taking so long?" He said casually. Then, his eyes met Matthews and he drew back. "Wow...Matthews. what the hell are you doing here?"

Matthews mouth hung open as he noticed Horace, skin whitening as if he'd seen a ghost.

Donna

blinked in confusion and fear. "How...how do you know his name? Or him? This is my husband."

Horace let out a shocked laugh. "Husband? Little gay boy, Matthews is your husband?" He shook his head. "The same man who sucked off the entire football team back in college is your husband?"