1. Primal Urge


    Date: 4/26/2016, Categories: Hardcore, Author: TraceyAmes, Rating: 26, Source: LushStories

    the end of the bed. He entered me and started pumping his piston-like rod inside my pussy. The third guy, standing at the foot of the bed and facing the head of the bed, then started to finger my raised butt. After relaxing my sphincter and allowing an easy entry, he inserted his cock in my butt and started fucking me doggy style. The most amazing thing about doing this is the feeling of both cocks in both holes at the same time. The membrane wall between the anus and vagina can sense both cocks rubbing against each other with a layer of skin in between. I was hoping for the perfect scenario where all three guys would cum in synchronisation, each unloading their cum into an accommodating hole at the same time. The guy I was deep throating at the time cum first. Although trying to pull out and cum on my face, I held him tight so he could not withdraw his cock. His cum finally depositing directly down my throat. Only the oozing remnants needed to be swallowed. Several minutes later, the guy beneath me said he was about to cum. I urged the standing guy, who was fucking my butt, to try and cum as quickly as he could. Some thirty seconds later, both guys were orgasming in unison; filling both my holes with their hot jizz. After the guys withdrew their cocks from my body, I spread my legs wide at the end of the bed. The three guys then stood in front of me and watched in delight, as two cream pies started to slowly ooze from my butt and ass. One by one, they showered and left the ...
    room to go back downstairs. When they were all gone I showered and freshened up the best I could for the last man standing. I was expecting the German Ambassador to appear, but to my dismay, David knocked on the door and asked me to come back down to the lounge. Dressing quickly, I left the guest room and walked back down the stairs to the lounge. Unsurprisingly, most of the guys had already departed and gone home to their wives or girlfriends. There was just the Ambassador, David, and the chauffeur remaining. Reinhardt (not his real name for political and security reasons) came up to me and asked if I was able to stay the night. The time was already after 1:00am and I had the choice of being chauffeur driven home or staying the night here with Reinhardt. Standing face to face with him in the lounge, I smiled at him and gave my reply. “I would be honoured to stay the night, sir,” I replied. With that, Reinhardt commanded the chauffeur to take David home and to come back in the morning at 8:00am sharp. After their departure, Reinhardt suggested we go upstairs and go to bed. I was in no position to say no, so I let him put his arm around me and accompany him upstairs to the bedroom. Walking past the guest bedrooms, we arrived at the master bedroom at the end. Reinhardt opened the door and ushered me in. I was in awe at the size and décor of the room; it was fit for kings and queens and other world leaders. At that moment, something snapped in my brain that made me feel uneasy. ...