Taylor Pt. 01

Without warning, I stopped my thrusting and tightened my grip on her hair, pulling her down onto my dick at full force. With a loud gag, she took all five inches as I held the back of her head in place as long as I could. After several seconds of her spasming, I pulled all the way out of her mouth, saliva spilling out onto her chin and dripping to her shirt. She coughed and spit some more, and any confidence she might have had in her dick-sucking abilities was replaced by fear and disgust.

Ethan hadn't let up on his bitching since I'd start fucking Taylor's face.

"Jackson, find something to shut him up with," I said.

Jackson looked around for a moment and picked up a dirty rag from the floor. Ethan tried to turn away but Jackson was able to stuff the grimy thing into his mouth. Ethan's objections were muffled and I was feeling ready to continue.

"Taylor, girl, you've spit up all over your shirt," I said, "let's get that off of you."

Taylor started to object but we weren't listening. Viktor lifted her off the floor and raised her arms over her head. I grabbed her shirt to lift, then stopped.

"Jackson, you want the honors?" I asked.

Jackson hesitated for just a moment, but the chance to disrobe his dream girl was too good to pass on. He walked over and took my place in front of her, grabbing the hem of Taylor's top.

"Don't do it, Jackson," said Taylor feebly. It was finally dawning on her that she wasn't convincing any of us to stop.

Jackson started pulling up her tank top, right past her sports bra and bunching it just under her chin. He was careful to avoid touching her tits, probably too nervous. But he continued his task, dropping his hands to the bottom of her bra, slid his fingers underneath and pulled it up.

Out popped her pale, perky little breasts. They were just as I remembered: nice handfuls of soft, white flesh with small, pert nipples that stood straight out.

Now Jackson couldn't resist grabbing her boobs. He took one in each hand, kneading and squeezing as Taylor squirmed. After a minute he decided to try out her nipples, pinching one between his fingers rougher than he meant to, causing Taylor to yelp.

"Sorry!" said Jackson, removing his hands from her chest.

"Don't be sorry, dude," I said, "But while you're standing there, why don't you get her shorts off too?"

Nervous but excited, Jackson knelt down in front of Taylor, grabbing her shorts and slowly peeling them away. As he did so, I worked in unison with Viktor to pull her top and bra completely off while keeping her restrained. As Jackson lowered her shorts, her light brown pubic hair came into view. She always kept a little above her pussy, but she was bare everywhere else.

Jackson gasped softly as her meaty pussy lips appeared in front of him, probably the first he'd seen in real life. He was mesmerized as his hands continued bringing down her shorts to her knees, letting them drop to the floor.

Taylor had large, inviting pussy lips that begged to be licked and eaten. I was going to instruct Jackson to kiss them but he beat me to it, diving right in and lapping away with an insatiable lust. Either he had researched how to do it, or his animal instincts had taken over. Either way, he was attacking her pussy in a way that was having a clear effect on her.

"Oh my god," she moaned when he first made contact. Her breathing was getting heavier and shorter.

Jackson was sucking her lips into his mouth and letting them go with audible 'plops'. Then he'd bury his face like he was trying to burrow into her, licking and sucking nibbling with his lips.

In less than a minute, every time he'd come up for air his mouth and chin would be shiny with juices. She was getting off on it.

"Ohmigod ohmigod ohmigod," she stammered after two minutes. I could feel her body gyrating, trying to maximize her pleasure as her pussy rubbed against Jackson face and tongue. I reached up and roughly grabbed one of her tits, giving it a hard squeeze, then used my thumb and forefinger to firmly grasp her nipple and twist it.

She moaned louder, Jackson was going to make her cum any second now. But I had other ideas.

With my free hand I laid a hard, sharp smack on her ass cheek. The painful surprise knocked her forward and pushed Jackson away.

"That's enough for now, Jackson," I said, "this isn't about her pleasure."

"Fuck you!" shouted Taylor. She was still bucking her hips, desperately trying to retrieve the sensation needed to bring her to orgasm. She had come right up to the edge, but I was happy to deny her.

"I'll make you a deal, Taylor my dear. You get back on your knees and suck off all three of us, I'll let Jackson finish what he started," I offered.

Taylor didn't respond staring me down indignantly. But she relaxed her body allowing Viktor to lower her onto the floor.

Kneeling on her own clothes, she looked up at me, waiting. I turned my hips to offer her my dick, but I left it a few inches away from her mouth. She got the message and obediently leaned her head in to start blowing me once more.

"C'mon Jackson, join me," I said.

Jackson stood up and pulled down his shorts and underwear. Out leaped the biggest dick I've seen outside of internet porn. I was comfortable with my own five inch cock, but his had to be nearly twice as long as twice as big around. It was veiny and girthy and stuck out from his slight frame like a mutant appendage.

"Damn, dude! Where you been hiding that thing?" laughed Viktor admiringly.

Taylor had been focused on slowly moving her lips back and forth over the head of my dick, but at Viktor's remark she looked over and saw Jackson's monster for the first time.

"Holgry shigd," she said, muffled by my dick in her mouth.

Jackson approached her from her other side, and her eyes couldn't help but follow his hog as it bounced closer to her. I let my dick slip out of her mouth as her head turned to stare at Jackson's.

"Go ahead, Taylor, you're an experienced cocksucker now," I teased.

Cautiously she moved her lips to the head of Jackson's dick, very gently kissing it. Jackson responded with a shudder of pleasure and involuntarily pushed his hips forward. Taylor had to open her mouth as wide as she could just to fit the head in (she'd have to unhinge her jaw if she ever hoped to take more than half of it, i thought). Her cheeks puffed out as the log in her mouth blocked any air from escaping. She took a couple deep breaths through her nose, inhaling the manly scent wafting off his shaft.

Jackson was letting her take her time, but I was getting impatient. I grabbed the back of her head and pushed hard. She tried to pull back, creating a bobbing effect as she engulfed Jackson's tip and the first couple inches of his veiny shaft. Jackson groaned in delight. After a few pumps, I let Taylor pull her face off his dick as she gasped for air.

I didn't give her much time to rest before I turned her back to my own hard dick. I rocked her head back and forth following the same rhythm she'd used on Jackson. I enjoyed her mouth for 10 or 15 seconds before pulling her off and pointing her back at Jackson.

"She's gonna need her hands for this, and we might as well get another dick into the mix," I told Viktor.

He was quick to release her arms, which were weak from being held suspended for so long and very naturally came to rest with her hands holding my and Jackson's dick for support. She bobbed back and forth on Jackson's dick, her eyes wide like she still couldn't believe how big it was.

Viktor immediately ripped off his shirt (muscular guys always start with the shirt) and his running shorts came right after. He wasn't packing a sea creature like Jackson, but I'd guess he was seven or eight inches long, smooth shaft with a big head. Getting in close behind Taylor, he placed his dick next to her face, waiting for his turn. She pulled off of Jackson's tool (somewhat reluctantly, it seemed) and started blowing Viktor. Her hand was holding idly onto my dick, so I grabbed her wrist and started having her jerk me off.

We went on like this for what felt like a long time, but was actually only six or seven minutes. She'd blow one while jerking the other two, sometimes having to twist her arms strangely to get at Viktor's awkwardly positioned cock. We mauled her chest, leaving it red and splotchy. We forced her to try and take both Viktor and mine's dicks into her mouth at once (weird to feel another dick pressed against your own, but Viktor was game for it). We couldn't do that with Jackson, who stretched Taylor's mouth to the limit all by himself. I was particularly fond of pulling my dick out her mouth, wet with spit and precum, and wiping it across her face. After a couple rounds of that she looked an absolute mess.

During one of Jackson's turns in her mouth, I noticed that Taylor had stopped jerking Viktor off (he had bent down to play with her ass) and had moved her hand to her pussy. She was rubbing herself vigorously, probably trying to recapture the orgasm she'd lost ten minutes before.

"Holy shit, do you see this, Ethan?" I said. He had turned his head away a few minutes earlier, I guess accepting the fact that screaming into a rag while he watched his girlfriend get blowbanged wasn't accomplishing much. When I called to him, he looked back our direction and I could see that his eyes were red and shiny. He had been crying.

"Dude, she's fingering herself while she sucks our dicks. She's actually getting off on this. Can you believe that?" I goaded.

Taylor could hear me but didn't stop frigging her pussy. In fact, she started moving her hand faster. I could see her getting ready to cum right there, on her knees with a huge dick in her mouth. I waited until it seemed like the last possible second before I grabbed her arm, pulling her hand away from her soaking wet snatch.

"NARRGHH!" she tried to scream, but Jackson's girth trapped it in her throat. She reached for her pussy with her other hand but Viktor was too quick for her and pulled her arm behind her back. Taylor spit out Jackson's dick.

"God fucking damn it I was so fucking close!" she yelled at me.

Jackson flopped his big weiner across her face, trying to get a little more attention from her, but she pulled away in disgust.

"Just delete the fucking pictures and let us go! I gave you your damn blowjobs," she said, her messy face streaked with rage.

"Oh sweet, conceited Taylor," I said in an innocent tone, "You can't help yourself, can you? You took something that was supposed to give the three of us pleasure and you tried to make it all about you. No, I don't think I'll be deleting those pics. In fact, I think it's time we take some more. Jackson, time for a closer angle."

Jackson walked over to a large shelving unit filled with tools and paint cans. He pulled away a tarp and revealed a digital camcorder. The red light was on and the lens was facing right at us..

Viktor and I pulled Taylor to her feet. I pointed at the camera.

"See that? We decided we'd all like a video of Queen Taylor taking three guys at once. And talking to some other people in school, we found out we're not the only ones who'd want to watch something like that. Of course, we're the only ones who get to participate. At least, so far..."

Ethan started making a ruckus. He'd almost worked the rag out of his mouth and was fighting as hard as he could to break free and murder us. Viktor went over and stuffed the rag even deeper into Ethan's mouth while I held Taylor from behind. She was struggling and cursing but I was much stronger than her. Jackson walked over, setting the camera up on a tripod facing Taylor and I. She tried to spit at him and I put my hand around her neck. I leaned in and whispered in her ear.

"You're not getting it, are you bitch? This isn't going to end today. This isn't going to stop once you get out of here. You aren't going back to the way things were before, where you thought you had control. We own you now."

"You can't fucking do this you losers!" she shouted, "You can't!"

"Jackson," I said.

"Yeah?"

"Shut her up."

Taylor continued to vainly yell at us right up to the moment that Jackson pushed down her head with one hand and guided his cock into her mouth with the other. I still held her arms but I relaxed my grip slightly to allow her body to be bent over. Jackson had obviously taken a liking to getting sucked off and he was getting into it even more than before. He would push her head up and down, hold it in placed as he pumped his hips, jerk his pole while she licked the head, all the hits.

On my end, I had a clear shot at her pussy and I didn't dawdle in taking it. As I slid in easily (she was still wet as hell) I called over to Ethan.

"Ahh! Just like I remember," I taunted, "Thanks for not stretching her out too much since the last time I was here. Though, I can't promise she'll be this tight once Jackson's had a turn."

I thought a vein might pop in Ethan's head as he watched Taylor getting double-teamed by two of his worst enemies. But we weren't the ones he should have been worried about.

Viktor had left the room for a minute after gagging Ethan, but was coming back in.

"I got the anal lube," he said triumphantly.

Taylor was swirling her tongue around Jackson's balls but she stopped with a jolt.

"Nobody is screwing me in the ass!" she proclaimed.

"Oh, no we absolutely will be doing that. But don't worry, that's not why Viktor grabbed the lube," I said.

In one swift motion, Viktor pulled Ethan's shorts and underwear down to his ankles. He put one foot on them, effectively locking Ethan's feet in place. Ethan started freaking out and tried to pull away, but he was injured and Viktor was much stronger.

"It may come as a surprise to you two, and it certainly did to me, but our pal Viktor is gay," I said, still pumping my dick into Taylor's pussy, "Or was it bisexual?"

"I just like to fuck, and I've been thinking about this ass for a long time," responded Viktor, "thought I might find a way in through Taylor, but all she wants to do is play games."

Viktor squirted lube onto two of his fingers and pulled Ethan's hips back, forcing him to stick his ass out. As Viktor's lubed fingers made contact with his asshole, Ethan found new life in his attempt to break free. But it was no use. Viktor wrapped a huge arm around Ethan's waist and held him there, ass out, as he slowly rubbed and inserted a finger in Ethan's butt.

"Jackson, let's switch, buddy," I said, pulling out of Taylor's pussy. She was getting even wetter than before and I think I felt her pressing back into me as I'd fucked her, "Lay down on the floor."

Jackson was reluctant to stop the mouth pleasure he'd been receiving, but did as I said, pulling out and laying down. I unceremoniously pushed Taylor down on top of him.

"What are you waiting for? Ride him, cowgirl," I said to Taylor.

For the first time in the whole ordeal, she looked genuinely frightened.

"H-he's too big," she said, "I can't fit him."

"Oh come on, your boyfriend is making it work, and he's had way less experience than you," I said, gesturing to the other side of the room just as Viktor started shoving his big dick up Ethan's straight ass. Ethan's muffled screams of pain were drowned out by Viktor's deep moan of pleasure.

On the floor, Jackson was rubbing Taylor's big pussy lips with the tip of his cock. Taylor's body was responding and she started lowering herself to guide him in. I took up a position at her head and stuck my pussy-juice covered dick back in her mouth. She moaned as the head of Jackson's cock opened her wider than anything ever had before.

Suddenly, Jackson's urges got the best of him and he started thrusting rapidly up into her tight vagina. With each thrust he jammed more of himself up her. She shrieked in pain and surprise as he settled into a rhythm where he fucked her with six inches of his big rod. He was trying to bury himself inside her.

Not wanting to miss out on the fun, I too started shoving my whole dick rapidly in and out of her mouth. She'd gotten some practice while blowing the much larger Viktor and Jackson, but I was still enough to make her gag every time I bottomed out in her throat.

Viktor was now ass-fucking Ethan at a rapid pace. Ethan winced with every thrust. Viktor's phone was in one hand, taking POV video of his anal rape.

"Hey guys, look! He's getting hard!" said Viktor.

I looked over and Ethan did indeed have an erection. Viktor reached around and grabbed it, stroking him softly.

By some miracle, Jackson had managed to fit almost his entire length inside Taylor's pussy. He was fucking her with abandon, his balls flailing up to smack against her ass as she writhed in pain and apparent pleasure. The hair above her pussy was matted down and wet with a combination of their juices, a white film building up on her stretched, meaty pussy lips.

Her moaning on my cock was intensifying as she once again was building to orgasm. I stopped thrusting and jammed my dick all the way down, holding her head in place. She gagged and sputtered, her face turning red. Only when her eyes started to roll back in her head did I release her.

"Jackson, stop fucking her," I commanded.

Jackson's hands had been abusing her perky tits but he did as instructed and reached down to her hips, pulling her all the way off his huge dick. Once again, she'd been denied orgasm, but this time, she didn't complain. Her perfect, bubbly ass clenched and gyrated as she mindlessly fucked the air, but she said nothing, just looked me in the eyes like a sad puppy. I stroked her hair.

"Would you like to cum, slave?" I asked.

She nodded silently.

"Jackson, fuck her. Slowly," I said.

Jackson guided his meat bat back into her sloppy, gaping pussy and began to rock her back and forth. She cooed with delight.

I stepped behind her and crouched down. I spread her ass cheeks with both hands, exposing her dark butthole. I spit into my hand and lubed up my dick. I rubbed the head against her entrance a few times, then pushed forward, watching it disappear into her asshole.

Taylor gasped and looked back at me, but she didn't object. I knew she was in pain but I didn't care.

Jackson and I sawed away at her holes, picking up speed. Taylor tried to lie down on Jackson's chest, but I grabbed her ponytail and yanked her head back up. She wasn't going to hide the fact that she was loving her rough DP.

We were fucking her like animals now, both of us had building to our own climaxes as it looked like Taylor was ready to finally have hers. I leaned my head to her ear.

"We're going to fuck you whenever we want, wherever we want, however we want from now on," I said to her, "In exchange, we MIGHT keep the evidence a secret. Do we have a deal?"

After a moment, she quietly whispered "yes". I pulled her hair, hard.

"YES!" she screamed, as she started bucking her hips, meeting both our cocks as they fucked her raw.

Her body started to shudder. Her legs trembled. She let out a long, guttural moan that filled the room. I could feel her sweet asshole clenching my dick tightly, as I imagined her pussy was doing to Jackson's. Her whole body spasmed and she started to cum. She reared back, screaming and moaning with pleasure. To my surprise, she even started to squirt, releasing a torrent of fluid onto Jackson's pelvis. It made a wet, sloppy sound as we continued to fuck both her holes.

Her orgasm lasted longer than any I'd ever seen, and as it finished I allowed her to collapse onto Jackson's chest. He wrapped his arms around her back, his face twisted in pleasure.

"I'm going to cum," he said.

I pulled out of Taylor's ass and let Jackson rip his dick out of her sopping pussy. He reached under and started jerking himself, aiming for her butt, back, pussy, asshole, I'm not even sure. He managed to hit them all though as long ropes of cum sprang from the tip of his monster cock. After several spurts his cockhead accidentally bumped into her asshole, which must have felt inviting because he managed to stick the head up her butt and release the last of his load. When he finally stopped cumming and pulled out, globs of cum oozed out of her ass, sticky and white.