Sitting at the desk, you're wearing only a robe. Red wine has been open and under consumption for the last hour, and the half-presence of the bottle attests to your condition. You ass is clean and filled with a plug. "If he's gonna be late, I might as well find some way to pass the time," you say to yourself.
You favorite pastime in these circumstances is Literotica. Great stories, and a chance to be somewhere dreaming of what you'd like to be doing. You know the path: top stories, group sex.
This one is intriguing. It's called "Air Tight," and it fits the description you heard me provide in a chat just last week.
It's your favorite kind of story. Only a single page, with a good, quick introduction and then to the point. In less than 10 paragraphs you're at the good part.
"Another cock presented itself to her mouth and she eagerly attacked it, swallowing the entire thing with a frantic gulp. Her breath rasped frantically through her flaring nostrils as she reveled in the sensations. And as the big cock began sawing in and out of her distended lips she felt the first tentative probing of her well-lubricated anus. The head of the cock push forward and for an instant she thought it wasn't going to work. As the head pushed, she felt the first stab of pain but before she could form a protest she was astonished to feel the tight ring relax and her asshole widened to welcome in the cock that was knocking at her backdoor. She was amazed to feel the shaft filling her ass and sliding all the way in with one smooth stroke. In that flash of an instant her mind exploded in ecstasy. She was AIRTIGHT!"
Your hand strokes your clit as you sit precisely on the butt plug. You read on and imagine it's you in the middle.
"Her cheeks were puffed out, filled with cock and sucking hard on the hot shaft in her mouth. Moisture cascaded down her thighs, oozing from her pussy hole which was wrapped around another cock thrusting between her legs and simultaneously she was servicing a cock that was buried between her ass cheeks and filling her tight anus. Each rolling orgasm left her shaking and sweating as she struggled to keep up with all the cocks that found their way into her body."
You close your eyes and imagine as clearly as you can. There they are, the cocks of your dreams . . .
Just then I enter the room and startle you. You heart nearly explodes out of your skin and you stare at the door as I enter the room, talking.
"Hey, I can't thank you enough for the ride. I have a nice bottle of wine here to repay you for the . . ." My voice trails off as I see you standing naked, robe open, wine glass in my hands. The view is shared by my companions, whose names you don't yet know to be Willie and Jordon.
The room is incredibly quiet as everyone shares a discomfort with the situation -- everyone but me. I keep walking over to the computer and glance down at it as I give you a hug. I notice the name of the story and smile.
"Hey, sorry I'm late. The rental car broke down and I had to hitch a ride here. I see that my bottle for repayment is a little gone."
"Sorry, I didn't know ." you barely utter.
"Hey, Jake, it's cool. We can just be on our way."
"No way, man. I'd still be calf-deep in snow shivering by the road. You may have save my life."
"No prob, bro. We're good."
"Not as good as you're going to be." With that I reach up and pull your robe off very slowly. You turn to me and give me a look, like "what the hell are you doing?" But you say nothing.
Reading your thoughts, I quietly say, "Hey, I'm just following the script here." I glance over to the screen and your eyes follow mine. "Just go with this. It will be great."
"Willie, you're a damned fine man and I appreciate your Yankee hospitality. So does Liz here. And to show it, she's going to suck your cock right now."
Willie doesn't hesitate as he realizes this is going to happen just like his little mind was wishing. He briskly walks over to the desk and unzips his pants. I gently push down on your head and you kneel on the ground.
By the time you look back to Willie, you see a very long, very slender cock growing in his hands. There is slight pause as he closes the gap, but is removed as I push the back of your head toward his cock. You push slightly against my hand for only an instant, and then resign yourself to the moment. You tongue dances over his head and then you put his entire helmet in your mouth. Within a moment, you've started the slow slide down as your mouth begins to swallow Willie whole.
You discover a wonderful little secret. Size does matter. In this case, girth is the challenge to your jaw, and you have no problem with this pencil-dick sliding all the way down your throat. You can even breath a little bit and begin the "last inch" drill that we've been practicing for the last two days.
Jordon realizes at this point that he's missing out on something good. Sure, he was only riding shotgun, but shit, so what?
As Jordon walks over, I quietly tell him to take off his clothes and sit on the side of the bed. He does so quickly, and I realize that we have yet another shape with which to work. Jordon also has a long cock, but his is not thin -- it's enormously thick and intensely purple. Once again, what they say about blacks is affirmed.
"Willie, I hate to interrupt you, but there's something we need to do." With that I gently pull you up to your feet and walk you over to the bed. "You need to sit on this cock." You look down and gasp loudly. Then you do that little laugh and say, "Okay!"
