1. The Chain: Link 8


    Date: 10/30/2017, Categories: Fantasy & Sci-Fi, Author: PervyStoryteller, Rating: 1, Source: LushStories

    can fuck my mouth,” she said. She closed her eyes as hands roamed her body, groping her, everyone wanting a feel of her breasts now, where they lay encased in rubber. She revelled in the feel of cocks thrusting into her, feeding her greedy mouth and hungry arse. She’d just cum, but there was no subsiding, just a yearning for more. There was expansion in her mouth, the man finding it impossible to hold back. She didn’t care. She let him ejaculate, swallowing his violent spurts. She opened her eyes again, staring at the man with sperm-coated lips who was busy fucking her arse. “Fuck me and fill me!” she urged. Then she turned her attention to the four other men, who were still groping her. Miraculously their cocks had sprung into action again, and she grabbed the two that were closest to her on either side. She tugged on them furiously as she urged the man fucking her arse, “Harder! Faster!” Her arse was being fucked violently, but she felt as if she could take any kind of punishment. Sperm was flying out of the two cocks in her hands, the white looking delicious as it fell on the red rubber that encased her torso. She grabbed at the remaining two cocks, tugging hard. She could more or less hear her pussy crying out for one last climax. She tugged hard on the cocks, forcing them to shed their loads quickly, shed their loads over her, so that the sticky white slid deliciously across her latex skin. Then she moved her hands down to her own sex. Her arse was stretched right out ...
    as she stuffed three fingers into the hole that was still slimy with sperm and cunt juice, in spite of the best efforts of the man now fucking her arse. The fingers on her other hand were all over her clit, rubbing, rubbing. It was the sight of the sperm sliding across her latex skin that excited her the most now. The cock in her arse was a mere bonus as she worked her own pussy. Her whole body was tightening, her fingers squeezed, the cock in her back side feeling bigger and bigger. The man grunted. “Fuck me!” She cried. “Fuck me and fill me!” The man was already filling her. The feel of his hot stickiness in there was all she needed. She cried out, her body shifted uncontrollably as muscles tightened. And then she came, and came, and came. She wasn’t sure if it was all one big orgasm or three rolled into one. She just knew as she climbed down from the soiled table, spunk slithering down her extra skin, that she was the most satisfied she’d ever been. The men had returned to their chairs, sitting in a straight line, just as Anthea had found them. She didn’t offer tham a second glance as she returned the way she’d come, back into the playroom, where Miss X was waiting for her. “Well, you’ve obviously had a lot of fun,” the woman smiled. “Yes,” Anthea agreed, returning the smile. “Well, time to get you back home.” They walked swiftly through the playroom and then the clothes room. The surprise of finding her wardrobe leading to the three rooms was reversed as she found herself ...