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DR. EMMA – CHAPTER 2: ACCEPTANCEdeletedCHAPTER 2: ACCEPTANCEThe next morning, I didn’t know what to expect. And I certainly didn’t understand these feelings I had toward Mr. Washburn and my willingness to accept whatever he said or did. It had been completely out of character for him to touch me like he had and it was equally out of my own character to allow myself to accept it without total control of the situation. All of my ‘adventures’ had been under my control. I had controlled everything from the men, the locations, and the activities. Yet, yesterday I had quietly accepted his gentle advances … if that was what they were.After showering and fixing my hair and makeup, I deliberated on what to wear. It wasn’t the office but it was Mr. Washburn. I finally decided on a business-casual skirt that fell inches above the knee and a buttoned-up, short-sleeved, white blouse. I chose a white lace bra and panty set, which was basic but pretty. I went with no stockings and medium heels.I checked myself in the mirror and was pleased with the result. It was a nice balance but was missing something. I put on some earrings as a touch of flash to appear underneath my free-hanging hair. And then I felt silly. This was simply another meeting with him, why all the fussing?I checked my watch and saw it was almost 9:00. I slid my briefcase and purse over my left shoulder and left the apartment. As I exited the elevator, I saw the black limousine parked at the curb and a large black man leaning against the side. As I moved through the building’s main entrance, the man opened the rear passenger door. The closer I got to him, the more imposing he seemed. He was dressed in black kaki slacks, a black golf-style shirt that displayed his massive arms and chest, and functional, heavy shoes. His head was nearly bald it was cut so short and I guessed him to be a full foot taller than me at 6’ 4” and probably 230 pounds of muscle.I smiled at him, “I hope I haven’t kept you waiting.”He returned a disarming smile while his eyes continued to scan the street, sidewalks, and building entrances on both sides. “You are exactly on time, ma’am.” Once inside the car and pulling away from the curb, “My name is Robert, Dr. Trent. Mr. Washburn’s driver, protection, estate manager, etc. … one of two of us.”My God … there are two of these guys?He drove west out of the city on the Interstate, then took an exit going north on a state road for a while before turning west, again, on a county road. It was about an hour in total but we were in rural country and probably in the next county given how quickly we left the city and suburbs behind. It was so peaceful and serene, a stark and sudden change from the hectic pace of the city we seemed to have just left. When he signaled his next turn, I couldn’t see the turn ahead for all the foliage and trees. He turned into a narrow, pave driveway that wound into the trees for a couple hundred yards before coming to a securely fenced and gated estate. Robert lowered the sun visor and pressed a button that could have been for a garage door, but it opened the gate slowly, swinging to each side. The gate was just swinging back closed behind us when three large dogs came into view on the mowed part of the estate beyond the wild grass and brush inside the fence. As the car came alongside the dogs, they trotted after the car, tails wagging but without barking.Robert watched them outside his window, then looked in the rearview mirror at me. “Mr. Washburn got them about three months ago. It was a surprise and unexpected by James and I. We never thought of him as a dog-guy. Just shows, I guess, there is always something to learn about someone.” As we continued to the mansion-like house ahead, “They came very well training. They rarely bark except when they get very excited and usually only when they sense something on the property. Usually it is a possum, raccoon, deer or something like that. The security is very tight on the property. He said something about them having some kind of special training.”They were all big dogs and all mature. The German Shepherd was the smallest of them but even he looked to be on the large side of his breed. The Rottweiler and Great Dane were just plain big and had to be well over 100 pound each.When I exited the car after it stopped at the front door of the house, I was amazed that the dogs that had energetically loping alongside the car were now patiently sitting. I looked at Robert and he nodded. I approached each dog and scratched the ears and ruff. The action prompted wild thumping of tails.I turned at the sound of the front door opening to find another large black man. As I approached, it was clear he was a couple inches taller than Robert and proportionally large, his arms and chest filling out the same black shirt impressively.“Welcome, Dr. Trent. Mr. Washburn is expecting you inside.”I smiled at him and put out my hand, which he carefully took in his massive grip. “You must be James.” And I felt the same tingle as when I watched Robert. I stopped at the door and looked at both of them. “Did you two play in the pros?”James looked at Robert and they both chuckled. “Yes, he was a defensive end and I was an outside linebacker, but that was four years ago. We started with Mr. Washburn about a year later when we became bored.” I nodded and let James lead me through the house.James knocked on a door that turned out to be Mr. Washburn’s home office. I stepped inside and heard the door close behind me. Mr. Washburn rose and strode across the room in long, confident strides to meet me with a heartfelt hug that, again, took me by surprise but I willingly returned the hug to him while feeling a comfort settling over me.He was anxious to discuss the next direction of the project and he again focused on the likelihood that working on the element of male enhancement might aided by the successful work of male performance.We were sitting side-by-side on the couch in front of the wall of books with my notes and data spread over the coffee table in front of us. I turned slightly towards him, “Sir, as I said before, I really think we need to verify that one part truly does work before we rely on it for the next part.”His leg was pressed into mine and a fair amount of my legs were shown under the loose skirt I was wearing. “So … you want to evaluate my … responsiveness after the injection.” It wasn’t really a question but I nodded the affirmative, anyway. “Unless you think you can just tell me there has been a change?”He smiled, “Oh, I think it best that you determine the results for yourself rather than my evaluation clouding your impression. Afterall, you made the pre-injection evaluation personally.” I didn’t look at him. I just blushed. I remembered that all too well. He stood up and pushed the coffee table away to give us some room, then turned to face me. “Doctor …”I looked up at him and saw his smile. Forget his age, this was an exceedingly attractive man. I blushed deeper as I considered the effort I had put into the evaluation just yesterday. I could also see he wasn’t going to help me but let me do everything. I shifted slightly on the couch to face him and felt my skirt slip a little more. Apparently, he noticed, too.“You have lovely legs, dear.”I reached up to his belt buckle with shaking fingers. “Thank you.” I was trying for calm and professional, but I knew I was failing miserably. Just like yesterday, I opened his belt, the clasp on his slacks, and lowered his zipper. I could see my fingers shake as I reached for the waist and pulled his slacks down to his knees. I took a breath and fought the urge to look up at him as I took hold of his boxers and lowered them down as well. Now I could see in the flesh what I had already suspected with his boxers in place. His cock was semi-hard and growing. I couldn’t resist any longer and looked up at him as my hand seemed to move on its own to take hold of the hardening cock.He smiled, “Yes, every time I have thought of you doing this evaluation, again, I got hard. Are you satisfied that your work so far is a definite success?”Even through my blush, I smiled at him with increasing strokes on his now hard cock. “No, sir. Not yet. You’re able to have an erection and that is part of the issue of performance.” I winked him and my next words and action surprised me as much as him. “An erection is one part, but holding it through arousal to a healthy climax … cumming … is as important.” I stopped stroking him and opened my mouth, taking the head of his cock inside. I felt so brazen but surprisingly content in the act. I sucked on the cock head, swirling my tongue around it as I slipped one hand to his balls. As I sucked on his cock head, my fingers began massaging his balls, first one, then the other. I heard him moan above me but more importantly felt his cock suddenly become even harder and pulse for the first time in my mouth.I pulled my mouth off his cock with an obscene slurping sound and looked up at him. “You are doing well, sir. I’d say it is going very well, indeed.”If he had any inclination of response, it was stopped when I lowered my mouth over the entire length of his cock in one fast move. I worked on his cock slowly, then quickly, moving my mouth over the length at alternating speeds while sucking and swirling my tongue. bahis firmaları I pulled my mouth off his cock, glancing up at him to find his eyes closed and his mouth hanging open. I raised his very stiff cock vertical and licked the length of his cock, kissing his balls, then taking each of his balls into my mouth to suck gently.I made the decision to purposely make this last for a while. I told myself it was important to test the ability to hold the erection. The truth was I was enjoying doing this for him very much. At this point, based on the pulsing I felt in his cock, I had no question that he was going to successfully climax and I could end it at any moment, if I wished. But he had indicated that it had been a very long time for him and it somehow mattered to me that this not be a clinically achieved semen sample. Why it was important to me was still something of an ongoing mystery.I took his cock, finally, back into my mouth and pressed down as far as I could. I had never tried to be someone who deepthroated a partner, instead being content to focus on the use of vaginal stimulation. But I was curious and, again, it was for him. I pressed down until I felt his pubic hair at my nose. He was maybe of average length erect and his cock enter into my throat when I felt his cock strongly pulse against my tongue and his balls swell under my fingers. I pulled back a few inches just as his cock jerked and spewed the first of his cum in my mouth. Another spurt came out and more seepage as I sucked on the head. When I was satisfied he was finished, I pull back and swallowed while smiling up at him.“Now I am satisfied, sir.” With that I began sucking and licking his cock clean before pulling his boxers up his legs and making a show of arranging the softening cock inside. Then, I pulled his slacks up, closing the clasp, zipping it, and buckling his belt.He sat down next to me on the couch with an action close to a collapse, leaned back, and gasped. “My God, Emma … you’re brilliant …”I chuckled while taking his closest hand between both of mine, “Are you saying that, sir, because I just sucked your cum into my stomach, or … as a scientist the project worked?”He laughed. “I guess both, dear. I always knew you were brilliant as a scientist. Now I know you are brilliant at sucking cock, too.” I smiled at him and didn’t blush.After a time of recovery, we continued our discussion. Now that both of us agreed the performance aspect of the project was a winner, my mind worked with his encouragement of the plan for the enhancement aspect. My feelings about the goals remained unchanged at this stage that the amount of enhancement would be on a relative scale to the original size of the cock. I also agreed it made sense to focus on it before diverting to the female side.We ended the meeting and moved to the kitchen where he prepared a wonder lunch. It turned out he is a masterful chef as a hobby. I asked where Robert and James were and he informed me they were around but were giving us some space until they might be needed. After lunch we retreated to the spacious living room. The house was magnificent and I commented on that, then out of curiosity asked if the other men lived here or traveled from town. He chuckled, “Oh, I am sure there are times they wished they were in town, but, no, they share my house.” It became quiet and I wondered if we were done when I remembered his comment yesterday that there was something he wanted to talk to me about besides the project.“Yes … yes, there is. I am afraid it is delicate but I think if I just blunder out with it and you can pardon any awkwardness?” I nodded, of course. “We understand your deepest desires to maintain your work in science but to find your path to maximizing your pursuit of …”“I believe the word used before was ‘slut’.”“Yes. Thank you, dear.” He was looking very nervous. Finally, “Your evaluation method to determine the effectiveness of the d**g was nothing if not spectacular … at least for me.” I giggled because it was pretty great from my side, too. “Do you trust me, my dear?” Of course, I did and I told him so. “I’ve been thinking about you for a long time now. Much longer than our recent conversations. When I came to find out and track what you were doing in your private life … well, it became clear to me what you were trying to do and you later confirmed that.” He looked at me with some awkwardness. “Well, to get to it, it seems to me you are going about it all wrong.” That surprised me, he really has been thinking about this. “You see, you are a strong woman who likes to plan and control everything involved before doing something. Now, in science that is an admirable and necessary trait. But, for sexual experience, I think it is completely wrong.”I smiled. It was interesting to listen to an older man talk to me about how my approach to sexual gratification was flawed. “So, just for discussion … hypothetically, what would you suggest, sir?”“To experience the level of experience you want, the maximum experience, the gratification that is beyond anything previously felt, you MUST give up control over those situations, those experiences of your body being used. Participating and being used are very different and being used may be more likely to achieving your goals.”USED. My hands shook, I clasped them together in my lap and pressed them into my abdomen. His hand suddenly was on my knee and sliding up the exposed flesh of my thigh. My eyes dropped to watch it as if it weren’t even my legs involved. The hand hit the bottom of my skirt at mid-thigh and it moved higher before his hand skipped to take my hands. USED. The word created a shiver that coursed through my body. His hands, though, seemed to steady me somehow but I also felt my body reacting differently with suddenness and intensity. I knew my nipples had tightened. I knew my pussy was now seeping. I felt warmer and charged with a deep energy that emanated from my core. I looked into his eyes, searching, “If so, how? I don’t understand … you admitted what I am. I know what I am in personality. I have admitted I want the experience of a slut, but I am also not a yielding person, as you say. I plan, I control, how do I not?”He leaned forward and kissed me on the cheek. He’d never done that. I liked it, though. We had a professionally close relationship, but … hell, I just sucked his cock and swallowed him! If only I could give up some control … maybe he was right.“Last Friday night … tell me what happened.”“I don’t remember much. I had a couple glasses of champagne, then … I woke up the next morning in my bed. I was only in my panties. There was a big gap. I didn’t know how I got home or what might have happened. I wondered if I had maybe acted inappropriately, drunk or something. Your message the next day and your reaction Monday, didn’t indicate anything about my behavior being wrong.”“How did you feel, though. Did you sense anything?”I looked at him puzzled by the question. “I did … at first I felt a little fuzzy like my thoughts and feeling were jumbled, like my reaction to things were bouncing around for a proper consideration. I felt … I thought about you sometimes during the weekend and …”His hand returned to my exposed thigh and slipped higher. “Tell me. Be honest, completely open and honest.”I placed a hand on his hand, not to push it away or restrict it but to accept its presence. His hand moved and mine moved along with it. It crept higher, my skirt bunched up as our hands moved. I watched but did nothing to stop them. I moved my eyes to his. My pulse was fast but my mind was calm, also accepting.I nodded to be open and honest. “I thought of you and felt calm but aroused. It was strange. It wasn’t either love or obscene. I was calm in my mind but my body reacted, the two at the same time. It … it’s like …” I blushed in my gaze at him, my glance back to our hands now higher on my thigh. “It’s like now. I don’t know what is happening, but I like it, I want it.” I pressed his hand into my thigh and he squeezed. I sighed and he breathed heavily. “I think you are right about giving up and accepting, I can feel how it would be powerful, but … how? How would I turn that part of me off and hold onto the scientist that I also want?”His hand moved higher with mine over his. Without looking I knew our hands were at the edge of my panties. “I have a confession. I acted in the faith that you would indeed trust me and believe that I was only acting with the motivation of giving you what you ultimately desired. It was, after all, the reason I gave you the freedom to work independently without oversight besides the two of us.”His hand moved to the inside of my thigh. I looked down, then up to his eyes. His eyes seemed to be asking the same question, ‘do you trust me?’. I parted my legs, slightly. His hand didn’t move.“Did you give me something? Is that what happened to me?”He nodded. “I hoped you would understand and not be mad. I took a gamble. While you were working on your project, I had our lab in India work on something very special to be produced only for me. That’s what I gave you Friday night in the champagne. It is formulated to target one part of your brain but not how you approach your scientific effort. It is a three-part formula.”He was gazing into my eyes and face. I knew he was kaçak iddaa watching my reaction. His hand still hadn’t moved from the top of my thigh despite my thighs moving apart. “I didn’t know that was possible. It is formulated to allow me to release control in one part of my being while allowing me the control for another?” He nodded. “That is why I have felt like I have. That is why I find myself yielding to action I didn’t think I could. That is why I was able to comfortably suck you twice and greedily suck you to climax and revel in taking your cum into my mouth and swallowing?” He nodded. I looked down. “That’s why I can comfortably have your hand at the top of my thigh … at my panties.” It wasn’t a question, but he nodded. Something welled up inside me and I pressed his fingers into my exposed thigh, then looked into his eyes. “How many parts have I had?”“Two. Friday, of course, and Monday when I gave you some water.” A look of apprehension came over him as I sat quiet. “I only did it to assist …”I put a finger from my other hand to his lips. “Shhh. The third part of the formulation … when taken … what more happens? Is it time sensitive or …?”He visibly relaxed. “The third is the anchor doze. It has an effective life of a little more than three months, then a booster can be repeatedly given to maintain the effect. What you are feeling now are fluctuations of its effectiveness without the anchor doze. The third doze will establish a consistence of …”“Submissiveness?”“No … not really at that level. Submissive is conformity to an authority or the will of someone else, subservient like meekly obedient and passive. That wasn’t what we wanted. We wanted you to still display the brilliance of your scientific work. A better description might be compliant, more inclined to agree and obey established rules and suggestions. It may be a subtle difference but important.” I felt his fingers move on my thigh. “This is a big step even if it can propel you towards your goal. You don’t have to rush the decision. This has to be yours to make. You’re essentially giving up some level of control over parts of your life.”I looked from his eyes to the hand I held at the top of my thigh and I shivered noticeably. I loosened my hold on it and slid it to the inside of my thigh, which I opened a little more. It was a willful act. It was not something I would have so comfortably and easily done before. I liked the feeling this was giving me to let go and accept what came my way. His fingers grazed my panty covered pussy and I pressed them tighter into the thin, wet material. I shivered, again.I looked up at him, his fingers moving lightly along my pussy. I smiled but I felt so much lustful emotion I wasn’t sure what my face might have reflected. “You’ll keep me safe and protect me?”His other hand stroked my cheek. “Yes. Situations you will encounter will be safe. I may not be physically able to ensure your safety, but they can.” He flicked his eyes to the side and I found Robert and James standing nearby hearing the conversation. “They will always ensure you are safe.”I looked over at them, not bothering with hiding the fact that Mr. Washburn had his fingers pressed against my pussy. They already knew that. “If it is all the same, sir. I would like to hear that assurance from them. Robert, James, I need to know I will be protected if I am to let go control of myself.”They didn’t even check with other. Robert, “I promise, doctor.”James added, “I also promise, doctor. At least one of us will always be with you in any situation.”They bumped fists and Robert muttered, “Pity the fool that tries anything to harm you.” He almost sounded like Mr. T.I turned back to Mr. Washburn and nodded. He pulled his fingers from my wet panties and held mine in both his hands. “That’s all? You don’t want to think about this more?”“Thinking about it is still more control, analysis, consideration, and negotiation … achieving what I want includes none of those things.” I looked over to the guys, “This could be my chance, my only way, to experience being a real slut while being safe and not risking my entire life.” I turned back to Mr. Washburn, “Besides, I don’t think I need to verbalize the answer to your question. What did your fingers tell you?”He nodded and went into his home office and returned with a syringe. He stood in front of me with the syringe and asked, “Upper arm or … butt. He partially glanced over his shoulder to the guys, “I imagine it is a very cute butt.” I glanced their way and found them trying to keep smiles from fully taking over their faces.I stood up, knelt on the couch, bent forward onto the back of it, raised my skirt to my waist, then pulled my panties down to the bottom of my ass. “You decide which cheek, sir.” I felt an alcohol swap swipe on my left cheek, another wipe, then the needle pierced the skin. There was the typical needle bite entering but it was overshadowed by the sense of a warm wave washing through my entire being.He patted my butt, “That didn’t hurt, did it?”I looked over my shoulder so all three could see and put on a pouty face. “It did a little …”He stroked my butt, “My this does tie it all together quickly, doesn’t it.”James chuckled, “Boss, maybe it needs a kiss on her owie.” I smiled and wiggled my butt. “If you think it will help, sir.” They all laughed. In fact, Mr. Washburn did plant a kiss on my bare assAfter kissing my ass, he raised my panties and stood me up. His hands on my shoulders turned me to face the guys and he whispered in my ear, “The boys have agreed to keep you safe as you enjoy your future sexual escapades. I think they deserve an appropriate ‘thank you’.”I didn’t respond except to lick my lips as I strode across the room to them. God, I felt like a hussy. I had just met these two today and I was now determined to give each of them a blow job right here in this room before Mr. Washburn.I walked directly up to them, placing a hand on each massive chest and searched their faces. They were as interested and excited by this as I was. As I focused on them, they were so attractive and powerful. I reached up on my toes while slipping a hand behind James head to give him a passionate kiss, which was returned with equal interest and passion. I did the same to Robert, then slowly lowered myself to kneeling on the floor in front of them. This wasn’t a seduction. It wasn’t necessary. I undid the belts, slack clasps, and zippers of each before lowering them and underwear to their knees.“My God!” My reaction was honest. Hanging before me were two of the largest cocks I had ever seen or imagined. My entire focus was the two cocks in front of my face. The two men they were attached to and Mr. Washburn probably sitting on the couch were no longer present in my mind. Only these two cocks. I kissed the head of each in turn, licked the length of them and stroked one while mouthing the other. From kissing and licking I progressed to fitting the head into my mouth. It was an effort and became more of an effort as each grew into full erection.I pulled my face away from them, each hand grasping a hard, black cock. I couldn’t get over the size. It is one thing to read about big black cocks in porn and an entirely different thing to hold them. They were both about the same size and based on how my hands covered them they were 10 inches long and two to two and a half inches wide. My hand didn’t go all the way around them. It was an effort to open my mouth wide enough to take the massive head inside and work my mouth done onto the cock, but it was an effort I was delighted to make. I knew my panties were completely sodden now. If it weren’t for them, it seemed like I would be dripping secretion to the floor.As I worked diligently on the two cocks in my hands and alternately in my mouth, I believed to my core that Mr. Washburn had always been correct. I felt released to enjoy the sensations of whatever was put in front of me and it was liberating and intense. It felt like I might orgasm soon just from sucking these cocks without direct stimulation of myself!When the first cock exploded, Robert, it caught me unprepared. Oh, I could feel his cock throbbing and pulse, but I wasn’t prepared for the volume even the first spurt would deliver. I nearly gagged as the first spurt filled my mouth. I pinched the head of his cock, pulled my mouth off to swallow properly before covering it with my mouth and taking the rest of his cum by leaving more room inside my mouth. I continued to hold Robert’s cock as I felt James tense and moved my mouth coated with Robert to engulf James. As soon as my mouth drove down half of his 10 inches and pulled back, he exploded with equal force and effect.I pulled back while still holding both cocks, running my tongue through my mouth and licking my lips for stray bits of cum. I smiled up at them and began cleaning their cocks by sucking and licking the residue. I came to my feet and they pulled their slacks up, but they were taking some action of their own. James pulled me into his chest and raised me to my tip toes to crush my mouth with his. His large tongue entered my mouth that opened to accept the invasion. I pressed my body against his and then felt Robert pressing up against my back. They turned me around to be taken by Robert now and each time I was passed from kaçak bahis one to the other hands found my breasts and ass.With my body pressed into James, I felt Robert’s fingers at the clasp and zipper at the side of my skirt. I didn’t resist when his hands pushed my skirt over my hips to my feet. I was then pulled back into Robert and my head turn over my shoulder to kiss him as James worked the buttons of my blouse. Separation was created between us as my blouse was slipped off my arms to join my skirt on the floor.I had four massive black hands searching my bare skin. I was in only lace bra and panties as one fondled my breasts and the other slipped fingers between my opened legs. At the first touch of James’ large fingers on my panty covered pussy, I exploded in orgasm. I shook and quivered while pressed between the two of them.When I came off my orgasm, James stepped back while Robert’s arms encircled me with the support I needed. I dropped my head back into Robert but my hands had their own ideas, apparently, as I was again stroking the fronts of their slacks. Hearing a voice to the side of our action reminded me of Mr. Washburn’s presence.“The way you are rubbing the front of their pants, you must still be in need, Emma.” I wasn’t sure I was even aware of my hands rubbing and the cocks underneath were again very hard. I looked over at him. “You are just teasing them now, are you?”I moved my hands to my back and released my bra, letting it slide down my arms to release my 34D breasts. I then pushed my panties down my legs to finally review to them my pussy sparsely covered in hair. After a missed beat of opportunity, they both made up for the delayed response by quickly stripping off all their clothes. Now it was my turn to be immobile as my eyes took in these two incredible male bodies with their big hard cocks standing out from their bodies.I walked up to them, taking their cock in my hands, and I whispered, “I want to be fucked. These are the biggest cocks I have ever had and I want them both in my pussy and I want you both to fill my pussy with your cream.” They only smiled back to me.They turned me around and my eyes locked on Mr. Washburn’s. He had a knowing smile and his face spoke to me, ‘You feel the difference, don’t you?’ God, yes, I felt the difference!The guys moved the coffee table out of the way and Mr. Washburn flipped a large towel to James. Where that came from, I had no idea. James spread it out on the rug in front of Mr. Washburn. Apparently, he was going to have a closeup, ring-side seat.They told me to lie on my back and I complied without hesitation. Yes, I do like this feeling. I didn’t know what was going to happen next but I didn’t care, either. This was how being used came into play.I spread my legs without being told and watched as the two men looked appreciatively at me and without discussion separated and knelt at different ends of my body. Robert went between my open legs, lifted my hips, and pressed his lips and tongue to my very wet pussy. I gasped instantly. James knelt at my side and lowered his mouth to my left breast and nipple. I moaned as he sucked my hard nipple into mouth and teased it with his teeth.I was just about to orgasm under their attention when both mouths left my body. I groaned and thought about protesting until I opened my eyes to find them switching positions. Robert covered my mouth with his and I tasted my pussy juice on his lips and tongue and I started moaning all over again. James was equally skilled in pussy licking and I quickly found my arousal peaking to that orgasm. James pressed two fingers into my pussy as his lips attacked my clit and sucked it until it felt like it had expanded in his lips. Robert was chewing on one nipple and pinching the other when the combination of stimulations finally brought me to orgasm. The eruption within me was awesome. My body tingled everywhere as my back arched up and I pressed my pussy into James mouth and fingers.It wasn’t until my orgasm had somewhat ebbed before I could feel the gentleness of the men kissing and mouthing my pussy, nipples and mouth. I was still breathing hard with they rose to their knees and lightly stroked my naked body.They didn’t give me much of a rest, though. They switched position, again. I raised my head from the floor to see Robert kneeling between my spread legs, his hard cock pointing at my throbbing pussy. James leaned down and kissed my mouth, then asked, “You’ve never had anything like that in you before, have you?” I shook my head, my eyes glued to the monster approaching my pussy and feeling a bit intimidated. “Then you should watch it disappear for the first time.” With that, he raised my shoulders to present me with a much better view of that cock head touching my pussy lips. As Robert pressed forward slightly, I saw my lips begin to part as he moved the head up and down my slit. At the entrance to my body, he pressed forward a little more and my mouth dropped open at feeling the pressure and width of it opening my lips and hole. I dropped my head back on my neck and gasp as the bulbus head popped inside.“Godddd … yesssss … oh fuck!”I looked back down at our coupling and saw more of his cock entering me. About half of his cock was no longer visible and I groaned as it inched into me. “Ohhhhh, yesssssss! Oh, I … I have never … never felt … so full of … cock.” James lowered my shoulders back to the floor as more of the cock continued to enter me until Robert began to slowly pull and push back and forth to get more inside. I felt him hit the end of my pussy. God, that’s never happened before. I crunched up and looked. There was still an inch or more left to get inside and he seemed determined to do just that. Pulling and pushing back and I felt my inside shifting and stretching until I felt his balls slap against my ass. I had all of him and then he started to really fuck me.I dropped back to the floor and found James’ cock touching my cheek. I grabbed hold of it and put it into my mouth. I sucked a moment before taking my mouth off and releasing a loud moan. I stroked his cock and looked up at James with his fingers on my nipple and his buddy fucking me hard. “I love your cocks.” And I devoured his cock with my mouth.This continued for I don’t know how many minutes until suddenly both cocks left my pussy and mouth very empty. The sudden loss of these big cocks was an emptiness I hadn’t ever experienced and I didn’t want to now. I opened my eyes and found the two men trading places, again. I reached to James as he took position at my pussy and I pulled him forward, his cock sliding inside much easier after Robert had stretched me. I then greedily turned my head with my mouth already open to received the other cock I knew would be waiting.My mind was no longer able to distinguish the sensations crashing through me as my mouth and pussy was slammed by cock. My body was a bundle of nerve endings flashing with explosive energy when one nipple was pinched and twisted as the cock slammed into my pussy and his pelvic bone crushed my clit. My mind and body couldn’t take any more. My moans, groans, gasps, and whimpers were muffled by the cock thrusting into my mouth and bumping at the entrance to my throat and my body quaked and erupted. My back arched, then my hips rose to the thrusts coming at it. My body shook from head to legs. My toes curled as I tensed at the fierceness of the orgasm ripping through me.My body collapsed and went limp for a moment before I felt my body moving. My mind didn’t register how I could be doing that until it recognized that I wasn’t but the guys were moving me from my back to my knees with my ass up in the air. I felt a cock reenter my pussy and I shivered, again. My ass was in the air being pounded but my face was planted on the floor, at least until my shoulders were lifted and my arms somehow moved to support myself. I felt a slimy cockhead at my face and my mouth opened automatically to accept it.I was fucked like this for many minutes when it occurred to me that this time, they were intending to climax themselves. I was being actively fucked on both ends and the cock in my mouth occasionally caused me to gag as the head pressed just into my throat but the fucking was unrelenting and I had a singular thought, ‘this is being used’. And that thought excited me more and I pushed into the fucking. My nipples were being pinched, my breasts fondled, and my clit pressed and rubbed. I thought I might orgasm yet again when I felt the cock in my pussy swell even large and pulse. The first spurt flooded my pussy and I felt it distinctly hitting and coating my walls. He pressed as deep as possible into me as he spurted the second and third times. My orgasm was right there when … I was empty of cock, again. I screamed my frustration only to have the next cock slam fully into my abused pussy to the hilt in one vicious thrust. I cried out and a very messy cockhead was pressed at my lips. I sucked the cum and juice from the cock and realized I had lost track of who was where but it didn’t matter to me any longer. I loved their cocks and I always wanted to have them inside me.When the second cock exploded inside me, I had another orgasm and it was equally intense as the others. I could only muster enough energy to clean this second, even messier, cock of cum and juice before collapsing contentedly satisfied on the floor. It was minutes before I even remembered Mr. Washburn only some feet away.* * CHAPTER 3: NEW BEGINNINGS will follow * * Thanks for reading.

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