********
The forest seemed endless, stretching into the inky blackness of the night through the enormous bay window. Lizzie swayed slightly, the pleasant haze of alcohol buzzing through her body. Stars twinkled above in the crystal clear sky and her impaired vision added a surreal touch. No light pollution out here. Far too remote. Her phone didn’t even work. Turning away from the window, the stunning view outside was nothing compared to the luxury on display within the house itself. The living room she stood in could have been out of a page of
Architectural Digest and no one would have batted an eye. Music bumped and grinded from unseen speakers, muffling some of the chatter of her friends as the festivities continued. Anticipation hung heavy in the air, the main event would soon be upon them.
“Thanks again for hosting Scarlett,” Lizzie said, her buxom blonde friend and costar sidling up next to her. “This place is so amazing. This house is unbelievable.”
“Is it?” Scarlett asked, a raspy laugh escaping from her full set of lips. “After the fourth one, I stopped noticing...or caring. And of course! Can’t believe our little Lizzie is actually getting married!”
“I know. It’s so exciting! Sometimes I can’t believe it either.”
“And we definitely weren't going to let our fellow Avenger off without throwing her a hell of a bachelorette party!”
“Alright bitches!” A harsh, commanding voice cut like a knife through the chit-chat. In marched Aubrey Plaza, a mischievous grin tickling her lips on her otherwise deadpan features. “The entertainment’s here!”
There was a collective whoop from the gaggle of women as they hurriedly refreshed their drinks. Settling much closer to one another than was necessary given the massive size of the sectional, they sat directly opposite the expansive bay window. Lizzie moved to take a seat next to Brie, but Aubrey snapped at her.
“You sit there! You’re the bride to be!” She pointed to the chair situated just beyond the enormous and sturdy looking coffee table. “And drink this!” She handed her another shot.
“Ok…” Lizzie replied a little hesitantly, sat down and swallowed the vodka.
Crossing her arms, she threatened to wrinkle her white blazer as she stood there tapping one heeled foot. Long dirty blonde hair fell down her back as she looked from woman to woman in suspenseful disbelief.
Someone cranked music up, and all eyes were drawn to the doorway as two enormous hulking figures lumbered in, hips thrusting and swaying suggestively. The men, one with skin of ebony, the other of ivory, bumped and grinded in. Cops. Or at least, that is what they were supposed to be. They resembled actual cops only the wildest fantasies of bored and unfulfilled housewives pulled over for speeding the family minivan on the way to soccer practice.
Muscles rippled and bulged on both of them, threatening to tear the cheap fabric of their costumes. Oiled skin glistened. Individual abs could be counted. Cheap plastic badges were pinned on the enormous swell of their pecs. In another lifetime, their stunningly good looks would have made them models. Instead, none of these features drew the eye. Every woman in the room couldn't help but look at what lay below the flimsy strap on belts and holsters. Stuffed tight, both were concealing a fleshy weapon of epic portions the likes of which these women had rarely seen in their many,
many, sexual encounters.
Lizzie’s mouth dropped open as she took in the enormous quantity of man marching over to her. Then as if realizing her mistake, her hand quickly rubbed her engagement ring. Head swiveling, she shook it back and forth.
“Oh no. Aubrey. No. No. No. I said no strippers!”
Aubrey grinned, almost maliciously. “Who says they’re strippers? They’re clearly officers of the law! Here to arrest you. For…” She looked at the pair leadingly.
“Eh-hem. Right,” The light-skinned officer said, his voice calm and collected, “Miss Olsen.”
She threw a deadly glare at Aubrey but responded, albeit coldly, “Yes?”
“You’re under arrest for marrying...a dumb dumb head.” He tried to keep a straight face.
Aubrey cut in, loudly. “I didn’t write that, at all. Why you making stuff up, man?” Aubrey caught a mean glare from the bride-to-be and smiled.
The other officer spoke up, “We have to turn you on for this.”
Lizzie cocked one eyebrow, “You mean in?”
He nodded and responded, “And put you away wet.”
Brie gave an excitable cheer from the couch. Lizzie threw her a hard look. However, that didn’t last long as the officer tore his shirt and immediately pushed his heavy bulge into her chest, his chocolate abs grazing her lips even as she leaned back. The zipper came open a little and she got her first glimpse of the width, making her eyes, and resolve, tremble.
“Ready to serve your time, Lizzie?”
Turning, she found a hand lightly holding a hefty, generous bulge. A quick swipe of her tongue across her lips happened lightning fast and if you blinked, you missed it.
“We reward good behavior, too.”
“She knows how to be a good girl,” Evangeline put out there.
Lizzie shook her head, staring at that impressive girth. “You guys are terrible,” she mumbled.
“Oh, come on, Liz!” Scarlett yelled, her voice cracking. “You never shy away from a big dick!”
She generated a room of laughter and Lizzie smiled with her lips pursed on the dark trunk. The musk of the man filled her nostrils and one thought came to dominate all others. This might be the last time she sucks off a stranger. This could be her last sexual encounter with anyone other than her new husband.
“Do it Lizzie! Do it! Do it! Do it!” Aubrey started chanting, and it was quickly picked up by the rest of the ladies.
Damn, she sighed. Thoughts swirled quickly around her brain, ricocheting in a heated frenzy. Both men were up in her face, giant mountains of cock stuffed into their short shorts. One of them took her hand and she rose to her feet, instantly getting sandwiched between thick, shiny muscles. Bending at the knees, they gyrated their slabs against her perfectly tailored pearl colored pants, making her heart flutter. Not flutter. Pound. Like a drum. The group of girls were loud, rowdy, calling out in rhythm with the juicy R&B beats.
Lizzie looked up and the chocolate god surrounded her face with his broad hands. Slowly, she succumbed to his deep hypnotic gaze and he leaned in, sliding his long tongue between her lips. For a moment, she was unresponsive, paralyzed by indecision. Torn between that burning desire within her and the implications of what she was about to do. Then the moment passed and suddenly her tongue was writhing, wrestling his around her mouth before pushing deeper in.
Hands groped her body, running all across her, tugging not so gently on her white ensemble. And her own hands seemed to have a mind of their own. Cupping both bulges of hardness as the men pushed up against her with renewed effort, she shivered at the size throbbing there. A fresh roar of cheering sounded from the gathered group.
“That’s it! Fucking get it Lizzie! Yea!” Aubrey cheered, a smug look of satisfaction on her face.
Hands on her face pulled her from one set of lips to the other, Lizzie practically swallowing down his tongue in excitement. Behind her, large strong hands squeezed her ass, massaging the taunt buns beneath the silk. As the sloppy lip-locking intensified, she felt her blazer pulled off her shoulders while she continued squeezing harder at both crotches. Those same strong hands rested firmly on her shoulders. The subtle, but firm push towards the hardwood floor. Accepting it, she settled on her knees, eyes wide and shining as her, nothing covering her upper torso. Lizzie stared from one cock to the other as their tear-away shorts were ripped away in one quick motion.
Now unleashed, the pair of ridiculously huge dongs sprung forward, wobbly spears of hardness aimed directly at her. A hush fell over the room, as a collective gasp was taken from the assembled crowd. No gasp was louder than Lizzie’s who could not even begin to comprehend the two massive thick veiny slabs mere inches from her gaping mouth, hanging open. Dumbfounded.
Scarlett, mesmerized and glancing at Aubrey, did a double take. “Colin...you know, he’s--Wow. Those dicks are so gigantic. Why am I getting married again?”
Lower lip trembling, Lizzie’s resolve was completely and utterly gone. Full pink lips opened wide as the first dick was steered towards the drooling orifice. Smacking her lips around it appreciatively, one strong hand cupped the back of her head, guiding her down the impressive length. A renewed chorus of cheering went up from the gathered group as inch after inch disappeared from sight between Lizzie’s lips. A throaty gurgle sounded and she spluttered as the final few inches pushed past her tonsils and down into her constricted esophagus.
Big beautiful eyes went cross trying to focus on the cock boring its way down into her chest. The strong hand on her head pushed until her nose pressed against his groin, his bulging bull-sized balls resting comfortably against her chin. Letting out a low grumble of disbelief, she slobbered and sucked, every inch of his man meat hidden between stretched lips deep down in her oral cavity. The fingers on her head loosened, going numb from the pleasure and he let go. Lizzie held him there for another minute before extracting him from her gullet, leaving behind long lines of thick spittle to drip down onto her heavy cleavage.
On her other side the chocolate cock prodded her cheek, leaving behind a glistening smear. Saliva still clinging to her lips, she opened wide to take the big black dick. This time, she needed no encouragement, eyes fixed upwards at him as her head bobbed. Each pass of her head took another inch, until her lips were once more stretched around the thick base. Lizzie’s jaw would hate her later, but she relished the roaring arousal pulsing through his veins that tickled her lips. After a grueling release from her chest, the spider web of spit connected all three as she turned back to the other man, gasping for air.
Scarlett tilted her head in amusement, grinning. “Seems like we have an expert cock sucker over here.”
Lizzie caught her comment and loudly swallowed a trunk after her hair was gathered up around his knuckles. Her forehead clapped his shiny abdomen and he held her tight, massaging her insides with his beast.
“Ladies,” he sighed. Evangeline and Brie smiled and he blew kisses to each of them. “Loving your friend here,” he smiled, bucking his hips and popping his torso hard into Lizzie’s face. He slithered the other palm into her hair and locked his arms, flexing his cannons towards them, fucking the woman as an afterthought. “This is how I’d hold y’all down and dick you into a coma.”
Evangeline looked up in awe, simply nodding and listening to the monstrous thuds on her friend's head. Brie licked her lips and sat quietly, the chocolate stud getting her full attention.
Lizzie was let go and she spewed a hot mixture all over the floor. It was the loudest splat and made Aubrey gasp. The black hunk pushed it through her gooey lips with a gloriously sloppy plunge that put his fat nuts into her stretched out neck.
Scarlett traced her finger around her lips, silently admiring those two orange sized baby batter production lines that kept churning the endless stream of hot fluid into Lizzie’s esophagus. She wanted to taste it. She was
thirsty.
The stud linked his fingers together around Lizzie’s neck and he stared down Scarlett. His heavy balls blasted her neck in thuds, her hair lagging behind and popping up into the air gracefully. They all felt the power that was being pounded into their friend, the sloshing and gasping gurgles making their panties nice and moist.
“Yeah, you better suck on that fat black dick, Lizzie,” Scarlett told her, utterly jealous. “You’re so—god damn lucky right now.”
He smiled up to the tipsy blonde, gladly tunneling and plowing through her friends sloppy, hot sleeve. At least a dozen mind-blowing inches pushed her tonsils aside and attempted to penetrate her belly. He was a monster between the thighs and Lizzie quivered between hers. She was dripping down her leg uncontrollably, unable to breathe and unable to hold on to any dignity with this thing in her chest.
Lizzie didn’t even realize he wasn’t attached to her head. She was gleefully throwing herself into him, eagerly swallowing the policeman’s nightstick while he took her friends to the gun show, flexing those giant biceps.
Pulling away from the cock hungry bachelorette, he laughed as she crawled onto the coffee table. Lizzie was drunk on dick and attempted to take him in her mouth. Gasping at her white pants being pulled down, she glanced back to a face shoving deep into her big warm cheeks. A large tongue buried itself into her rectum and she shuddered hard, losing her grip.
Scarlett stuck her toes out and nudged the dangling bull nuts while he slurped and bathed her friends butthole furiously. He pushed those fat buns up around his head and slathered her, long and deep. Lizzie lifted up with a sloppy moan, tendrils swaying back and forth, and suddenly inhaled that big black shaft to the hilt. He proceeded to clap her wet, sticky neck with that long, saggy set of balls, extracting layer after layer of slop onto the table.
“Suck that dick, baby gurl,” he smiled.
“Jesus,” Brie whispered.
He climbed onto the table and snatched Lizzie’s matted hair. Gripping the edge of the wood with all her strength, she was forced into an arch, where he viciously pumped like a piston, driving hard into her face. Evangeline’s eyes were triggered and she caught his monstrous black hangers swinging out behind his thighs before punching her in the neck. Lizzie’s muffled moans and groans got sloppy and the juicy froth started to leak profusely, covering her big tits in a glaze and sticking between her arms. Everyone simply witnessed her body being pounded on and took slow sips of alcohol.
“This is incredible,” Eva said quietly, clearing her throat.
Startled and bursting from her tunnel vision, Lizzie was being spanked across the ass, slow and violently. A hard withdrawal from her throat left her choking for air and the white officer slid her onto her belly. He mounted her quickly and she was devoured and dwarfed by his mountain-like frame. Glancing up to Brie and Eva, a sly grin formed between the mess that covered her face.
She felt the prodding against her butt and wiggled slowly, inviting him. He grabbed the edge, his knuckles whitening and she screamed out. He sandwiched her between Scarlett’s expensive piece of furniture and sunk his ridiculous slab through her slimy rectum and drilled into her colon with a diamond hardened spear. Lizzie ran out of breath to yell and her eyes rolled back into skull as he went flush, resting his heavy nuts against her inner thighs. Bumping her head against his pecs, she nuzzled upward, longing for more.
He lifted and sunk down with a thud, popping her feet from the table and making them curl. Scarlett smiled wickedly and admired the domination from just a foot away. All of them were in shock at the possibilities. None of them had been dicked down like this. Where had Aubrey found these absolute units?
The slamming got louder. Lizzie’s glorious boobs jiggled between her elbows with each thrust, lovingly getting pinned into the table. The flood that covered her torso turned the thick glass into a slide, gliding her into his massive girth. He dropped his weight with force, making her dry knees squeak down below and bottoming out into her delicious booty.
“God, you’re so—fucking—deep,” she cried out, breaking her silence. “Oh my god,” the woman growled. Her pretty pink toe nails tapped the glass rapidly.
Nudging her legs with his feet, suddenly his giant saggy balls could be heard splashing into her puddle pussy and spanking the coffee table glass. They thwaped and slapped and he sped up, slinging her gooey arousal behind them and lining it in her juices.
His nuts were on fire. Hefty, hulking monstrosities that were bloated beyond belief and forcing a drip feed of hot lava into the deepest reaches of Lizzie’s guts. Her tight, constricting tunnel was taxed, strong arming his veins and generously pulling him further, begging for more. No one but her knew she loved anal like this. Only now everybody could see.
“I knew you were a butt slut,” Aubrey said, slurping her drink. “I fuckin’ knew it!”
Scarlett chuckled and swallowed half of her glass. Burning up, she fanned herself. “I might be, too,” she swooned.
“I shouldn’t—uhnn—cum!” Lizzie shouted. “Supposed to—I’m marr—“
“Not yet,” he said stern, locking his bicep around her neck. “You’re gonna cream this table!”
“God, god, shit, shit!”
He laid his weight on top of her and used his thighs as a battering ram to bounce off of her thick vanilla cushions, pulverizing her butt in a blur. Lizzie squirmed and squealed loudly trying to hold back but her tightened face and wrinkles softened to a blank daze. A thick, sloppy splashing could be heard and only got more intense as she got pounded.
“Show all your girlfriends how much you love this big fuckin’ dick,” he mumbled down to her, railing non stop. “Keep creamin’,” he laughed.
Lizzie convulsed violently underneath the man, smiling and crying out at the same time. The rollercoaster of emotions crawled to the top of the hill and he rolled onto his back, a wide lump just underneath her belly button. She moaned upward into Scarlett’s vaulted ceilings and it echoed through the large hall.
The dark giant descended onto his knees and dropped his black mamba across the hump, a loud splat filling everyone’s ears. Pressing hard into her inner thighs, those gorgeous stilettos were pointing at opposite walls. She could go no wider there, but that sweet, dripping slit was a different story.
Sliding his large palms across her sweaty abdomen, he felt her rigid muscles before carefully collecting her fat boobs into his grasp. He slid his juicy veins along her tender bud and caressed her famous breasts. Lizzie’s arms fell to the side and they popped back up to seize him the moment he plunged to the balls and kissed her cervix. He rowed inward again and bottomed out, stuffing her full of big, black, meaty thickness.
Hands clasped around her rib cage, just underneath her sliding globes and he held her still, nearly penetrating her womb with that massive stock. Lizzie’s head fell back over the table, facing her friends upside down. Scarlett, Aubrey and the gang consolidated to one couch, all in awe at the spectacle. Hair waved back and forth and she groaned through grit teeth the moment both men pushed their balls together and filled her insides with unimaginable length and lovely girth.
“You’re welcome, ho,” Aubrey popped off, making them laugh.
“Fuck, they are so big,” Lizzie shuddered. “It’s too much,” she panted.
“Looks like you’re handling it just fine, honey,” Scarlett smiled, wiping sweat from Lizzie’s brow.
Brie leaned over from the group, her heavy boobs nearly falling from her dress and she pressed her big lips onto Lizzie. The woman sighed from the gesture and Brie plunged her tongue into her mouth. They locked together as both slabs plummeted into her depths. Eva and the group glanced at each other and back to the two babes, wondering what the deal was.
The blonde pulled up, fixing her hair behind her ear and smiled. “You’re gonna be a good wife,” she said. “I’ll miss the sex. It’s been great.”
She leaned back and the group gasped. Lizzie was on cloud nine and the thuds roared out between her legs. Watching these two gorgeous blondes make out added a nice thickness to their monstrous cocks, both of them stretching her big and wide.
“Hnn—Uck me,” she screamed. “Fuck. Me. Please!” Lizzie shouted. “Harder! Harder—god!”
The black stripper punched her spongy cervix every time, blasting his tree trunk thighs against her pelvic floor and nearly dislodging the raging boner that invaded her silky butt. It was just as persistent, both of them alternating through her hot walls like two cylinders, fully lubricated and firing one after another with powerful slaps ringing out when the baby factories collided.
Those heavy bags were ready to unload an hour ago, but their performance was vital for payment and enjoyment of Hollywood’s finest. It was all worth it and Elizabeth Olsen was by far the hottest piece of ass they have ever tag teamed. Neither of them wanted to drop their guard, only wanting to prolong the railing they were giving her. This was a career achievement and the carrying squeals and cries of pleasure was testament to how much Lizzie loved those big-fuckin-dicks.
Both of them started to get rowdy. In and out of her gorgeous body with no restraint. Aubrey pulled up a cup and shook it about, tiny papers swirling around.
“Scarlett,” she said, amused, “and...Eva!”
“Both of you stand here and here,” she pointed.
The women did as they were told and smiled at each other, tipsy and confused. They watched Lizzie get man handled from above, her big tits popping back and forth and her hair splashing all over. Something was about to happen. The coffee table couldn’t take much more of this beating and all three of them were growling, moaning and panting heavily. Everything clapped and slapped through Scarlett’s living room, full of gushing, sloppy splurts and hard, violent slams.
“Oh, I’m gonna blast your fuckin’ face,” one told her, to the point and matter of fact. The other grabbed her tits from behind and plowed upward, driving her eyes into her skull and pounding her into submission. “Fuck. Gonna bust!”
Lizzie was evacuated with thick, sloppy squirts from both battered holes and dragged to her knees. The sudden movements had her dazed and two gargantuan heads, leaking and drooling, were pointed right at her. The black man curled around Scarlett’s juicy buns and hugged her tight and Scarlett wrapped her tiny fingers around half of his pulsing tube. Eva was a bit more successful with her grasp and both women jerked to their heart's content.
“Oh, yes! This feels so amazing,” Scarlett smiled with glee. “Are you going to cu—“
Lizzie flinched and Scarlett gasped. “Holy shi-“
Like a glass of hot milk was tossed at her, Lizzie moaned and took his mighty spunk onto her face. A giant splash splattered cream all over, bouncing onto her belly and sprinkling her arms. Scarlett went for more and reached in to fondle his heavy nuts, pulling it out of him and spraying her chest in splooge.
“This is going to be a lot,” Eva laughed, back to the girls.
Eva smacked his hangers against her wrist rapidly and he grunted, drenching her bangs white and dousing the side of her head. The ropes got nice and gooey, glazing her teeth and coating her tongue. Lizzie instantly lost hearing as the jizz scribbled all over, coating her ear. The blanket of warmth washed over her quickly.
They couldn’t stop and wrists were flying in tandem, emptying both men of every last drop until the thickened batter was falling away from her chin under its own weight and collecting between her big beautiful jugs. The amount of coverage on her huge titties was astounding, all of it plastered in nut butter.
They put one leg up beside her and one after another dipped their aching crowns between her pink and white-stained lips, getting their cocks polished by this unreal woman just a few more times. It was worth it.
Lizzie was blinded, slowly sucking them both while Scarlett licked her fingers clean. Eva was hunched over, kissing his heavy shaft and enjoying the moment while Brie and Aubrey sat back with big smiles. There was a flash of bright light, and Lizzie let them drop from her mouth, wiping her eyes, laden with heavy jism so that she could regain some modicum of sight.
“Aubrey...” She asked dazedly, seeing her friend with phone in hand, grinning evilly.
“Relax, I’m not gonna show Robbie.”
“...who?” Lizzie asked, her brain fuzzy.
“Your fiance!” Aubrey said, cackling something fierce. “It’s mostly for Brie, so she can jill off later to this.”
Brie gave an appreciative coo as a roar of laughing and cheering went up around the room as Lizzie’s lips found the softening members once more, taking them between her lips, just to get one last taste as the cum continued to drip down her.
Topic: Girl's Night: Lizzie's Send Off (Elizabeth Olsen) [Collaboration] (Read 10801 times)