1. It Was Just Another Saturday NIght


    Date: 6/14/2017, Categories: Hardcore, Author: jaycox, Rating: 4, Source: LushStories

    both piped up together. They forked over seven twenties and a ten. I slipped the bills into the inside pocket of the vest and dragged them out back to the old Ford pickup behind the bar. "Who's first?" I unwrapped my skirt, pulled both tits out of the top of the tank top and leaned back against the hood of the truck. With one foot hooked onto the rusty brake drum/axle that would never turn again, I inspected my playboys. "Me," said the taller one. I dropped down on one knee, opened his fly and wrestled his meat out. I almost laughed because now I knew why he came to me! Fully erect he couldn't have been more than four inches long. I sucked all of him into my mouth like I was sucking my own thumb. He started to moan, and I stopped, grabbed his cock and turned around facing the old Ford. I had so many fingerprints on that hood I could have claimed ownership by squatter's fucking rights. He slipped the baby cock into me and started grinding. I have to admit, he knew how to use that dinky prick, and I realized after about a dozen strokes, that it was perfect to hack away at my clit as he fucked me from behind. I hated to cum with any of them. It took the edge off of me, and as the night wore on, I got tired. I needed that spark to keep me going. But the bastard just kept it up. I needn't have worried about him cumming when I was sucking him. He had incredible control and pummeled my nub until I groaned, thrust my ass back hard, sucked my gut in and said, "Oh, you dirty ...
    motherfucker, you cocksucker. You're making me..." and I just collapsed on the hood of the truck, my tits rubbing the rusty metal and scaled paint. He finally grunted his load into the rubber. I was worried it hadn't stayed on because he was so small. I turned around, and he stood there with that drunken look of a guy who had just done something right but didn't have a fucking clue what it was. The second guy was ready to go, condom in place and dick all wet with saliva. He was about 7" long and knew how to use it too. He also reached around and grabbed a tit and then with the other hand, a handful of my hair. He yanked my head back, and I gasped as he plunged right in. Pumping and ramming, he was a monster at work, pushing me into a crazy place where my cunt hadn't been all evening. He dropped his hand from my tit to my clitoris and started rubbing like a man gone mad. I was too tired to stop him because this wasn't what I wanted to do. Not cum again! No way, twice in one night, that was not going to help at all. But he did it, and I started to rock again, bucking my ass into his cock and spilling dirty shit out of my mouth. "Fuck, shit, oh you motherfuck, fuck me, fuck me, do it. Uh..." and I hit the crash button again. Juice flooded out of my aching pussy and my legs buckled. He roared as he came, filling the rubber with an enormous load. ~O~O~O~ It was a good night, over five hundred by the time I slowly climbed up the steps, past the vomit stench of my other clothes by the porch, ...
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