Disclaimer: This a work of fiction. This is not real. It did not/will not ever happen in real life and should not be mistaken as such.Chapter Thirty-Five: London Boy(s)
Starring Taylor Swift & Joe Alwyn
Codes: MMF, Anal, Creampie, Cuck, Oral, Squirt, Voyeur
2021
Blinking the sleep from his eyes, Joe Alwyn groaned as he turned over to a tangled mess of blonde hair, the owner of which was fast asleep. Glancing at the time, he got up from bed, quiet as a mouse and grabbed his clothes. They’d been stripped off and tossed aside without much thought the previous night. Now, he tiptoed out of the room, not wanting to make a sound. Getting dressed in her entryway, he thought about the events of last night as he zipped up his fly and laced his shoes. The day had started with news:
Taylor Swift Engaged! He wasn’t sure exactly how to feel about it. Not sad, but definitely not happy either. Empty. Or maybe incomplete was the better term. So, instead of processing his feelings, he’d gotten drunk and called up a blonde-haired booty call that bore a passing resemblance to his once-upon-a-time lover. It probably wasn’t the smartest move during a pandemic, but he hadn’t cared in the moment. As he put his mask on and pulled his cap low, he exited the building into the relatively empty streets of Hackney.
As he hurried down the street, eager to get out of the light drizzle, the thoughts and feelings waylaid by last night’s activities came rushing back to him. The sex had been fine. A quick, lust-fueled romp that ended with them both getting what they had been looking for. Release. And distraction. Still, she was nothing compared to Taylor. And now that the brief distraction was over, he could only focus on her.
What exactly had happened there?Everything with them had seemed to have ended so quickly. He knew the answer. Cole Stephens had happened. Still, did he miss her? He missed the sex for sure. His feet hit the pavement one after another as his mind continued to wander, eventually getting stuck on one of their last times together. It had been a night like no other.
2017
The grey sky gave way to rain as our cab made its way through the damp London streets. We were on our way up to Highgate, to meet up with a pair of my best mates from university. One’s that I had asked specifically for their help with something. Something very special and very intimate. Her hand on mine, Taylor looked out the window with something that may have been melancholy.
“Everything alright Taylor?” I asked.
Jerking to attention, her mind was clearly far away and wandering. Maybe she had a lyric she was working over in her head.
“Just…thinking about what we talked about.” She glanced towards the cab driver, who couldn’t have been more oblivious as to who was in his cab, regardless of famousness.
“Second thoughts?” I asked cautiously, hoping that she wasn’t. The prospect of what I had planned was simply too exciting.
“Just a bit apprehensive. I’m sure I’ll feel better after meeting the guys.”
“I’m telling you Tay. You’ll love these blokes. They’re some of the best mates a fella could ask for.”
Her voice lowered, honeyed American tones barely a dulcet whisper, “And they’ve done this sort of thing for you-with you- before?”
I nodded eagerly, scratching at blonde scruff on my cheeks. Indeed, we’d done the very deed I’d brought up to Taylor a couple of different times. Opening her mouth to speak, our conversation was cut short as the cab pulled up to the pub. I dropped the quid and we hurried into what was very much a stereotypical English pub. Eyeing a booth in a darkened corner, we made our way over and sat down. A rugby match, just a local club one, was on and my eyes flicked back and forth between the screen and door as we each ordered a pint. It was mid-afternoon after all, the perfect time for a quick drink.
The silence stretched on and on until Taylor, who had been nervously chewing on her lower lip, asked, “You’re sure you want to do this?”
“Absolutely.” I said without a second’s hesitation. “But only if you’re comfortable with it. I know it’s a little different than when we did it with Cole, but I think it will be a night neither of us forgets anytime soon.”
She studied me with piercing blue eyes. It wasn’t like our sex life was drab by any means. Quite the opposite in fact. We were screwing like bunnies every goddamn night. Sweet and tender, a downright dirty fuck or something even kinkier. We did it all. In fact, I still had scratch marks on my back from last night. This was just one of those kinky things that I really wanted to do. That one night with her, Cole and I had been positively thrilling and I’d thought about it more than a few times since. This was kind of the next step up.
Apparently satisfied with what she saw in my own ocean blue eyes, Taylor nodded and seemed to relax just a tad. Just then, the pub door opened and in walked the two people I’d been waiting for. At first glance, they might have been brothers. Both with skin the color of rich dark chocolate. Both kept their hair fairly trim, and both were over six feet with broad shoulders and layers upon layers of muscle. Still, they weren’t identical by any means. One was a little bit lankier, with a slender jaw decorated with a finely kept chin-strap and kind brown eyes. The other was bulkier, even more well-built with heavy-set features and eyes so dark they nearly matched his pupils.
With a wave of my hand, I gestured them over to us. A warm embrace greeted all of us as we said hello and squeezed into the booth, with some difficulty. They were, after all, both pretty huge fellas.
“Taylor.” I said with a grin. “Let me introduce Adewale and Zachariah. Two blokes I’ve known for, what like a decade now?”
“Over that bruv. Easily.” Adewale said with his deep baritone voice stood out against his lighter build. “And call me Adi.”
“Zee, is fine for me too.” Zachariah said to Taylor as he shook her hand, careful not to crush her fingers with his massive palm. “Charmed to meet ya love. Joe here has told us so much about’cha. Now, let’s get some pints. I’ve a buttload of stories from Uni to embarrass Joe over here.”
The conversation started off politely enough, Taylor’s fame was always an obstacle before people actually could start to relax around her. Of course, rugby came up pretty quickly. Both played after all, and had been ever since school. Zee played professionally and Adi only played on the weekends. He claimed it was perfect way to blow off steam after spending all his week doing lab work for the NIH. Before too long, Zee made good on his promise to embarrass me, and soon had Taylor snorting into her pint as he relayed story after story from our adventures in university.
“And so there he is, in nothing but a pair of knickers, reciting the monologue from Macbeth as if he’s in the middle of the Globe Theater! All on a dare!” Zee said, thumping the table as he guffawed. “And I swear to God almighty, I’ve seen Macbeth more than a few times, and I’ve never seen it as well done as Joe did it on that night.”
We all let out a good long laugh and soon Taylor was joking with them like they were her old friends instead of mine. My proposal went unspoken, we all knew what it was about. By the end of it, Taylor seemed a lot more comfortable with them and the whole idea. Even excited by it. Meanwhile, I was positively ecstatic as we hailed another cab and headed back to our flat in SoHo. As Taylor’s hand drifted mischievously over to my lap, I placed my overcoat atop my lap as her fingers searched out for my fly. Tomorrow night couldn’t come soon enough.
***
The fabric of chair was soft against my bare skin as I settled into it. Fully naked and already stiff with anticipation, I watched as Taylor shifted her position on the bed. She was clad in in a simple matching pair of jet-black lace undergarments, her pale skin seeming to glow in the dim-light of the bedroom. Laying there, looking alluring as always, her big blue eyes shifted to me, staring with a hint of longing at my naked figure. They were drawn away as the doorknob turned. In walked in Adi and Zee, nary a scrap of clothing to be found on either of them. Adi’s couple of swirling tattoos were plainly visible. Zee’s body was clean of ink. He claimed his body was his temple. They swaggered in, big and swinging as they took a place on either side of the king-sized bed. Eye’s growing even wider, Taylor’s mouth opened with genuine shock and her fingers nervously played with her golden tresses as she beheld what they were both packing.
For the briefest of moments, I saw her azure pools flick back to me, then equally as quickly between both of them. I knew she couldn’t help but compare. The thought of that made me visibly twitch with pleasure. My own size was nothing to scoff at, Taylor was a bit of a size-queen after all, and I measured well above average but they were in an entirely other category. And even if they were dwarfed below the belt, they were both stunningly good-looking men with an impressive physique. Between the both of them, they had brains and charm in excess. Women had been throwing themselves at both of them for as long as I’d known them. My own boyish good looks and well-formed physique had made more than a fair number of women swoon in my time, including none other than Taylor Swift, but it still made for stark contrast between the three of us.
“Like what you see, dontcha love?” Zee asked, his broad hand wrapping around his schlong and waggling the hanging member in her direction. “You ever had BBBC before?”
“BBBC?” Taylor asked after a moment of prolonged silence, meeting his eye with some difficulty.
“Big. Black. British. Cock.” Adi replied with a hearty, richly timbered chuckle. “Why not bring those pretty pink lips over here and get your first taste?”
With a sly grin, Taylor tucked loose blonde strands of hair behind her ears and quipped back. “Who says it’s my first? I’ve a big black cock before…I just don’t know if he was British.”
Adi laughed again and said, “I promise that after tonight it’ll be hard to go back to just regular ole British cock.” He jerked his thumb in my direction as knelt on the bed, dangling his dick a mere inch from her pouty mouth.
Taylor glanced in my direction as I grinned. Out of concern, no doubt. It was after all, a direct insinuation about my sexual prowess. It was sweet, but unnecessary. So far, everything was playing out to perfection. With me akin to director looking over a well-rehearsed scene with three actors.
“Babe, don’t threaten me with a good time.” Taylor said as his member prodded her cheek leaving behind the faintest traces of glistening arousal.
Turning to face him and without further prompting, her lips found the tip of his coal dark wang. Kiss after kiss was planted around the heavy crown as her tongue peeked out to lightly brush the winking eyehole of his trouser snake. Fingers curling around his cock, she squeezed, feeling the heavy trunk swell in her dainty paw. Climbing onto the foot of the bed, Zee spread her thick milky thighs apart with his dexterous hands. His intentions could not be clearer as he hooked her panties and pulled them down. As Taylor familiarized herself with the BBBC, now making sloppy smooches along Adi’s shaft, Zee brought her panties to his nose and gave a hearty sniff. With a grin he tossed them in my direction. They landed on my bare knees.
“In case you get a little lonely over there, smell your Tennessee queen getting wet just off of the sight of us.”
He wasn’t wrong. I could see the stain of arousal clear as day upon the delicate lace. Bringing them up to my nose, I inhaled the essence of Taylor even as Zee settled in to taste it first-hand. His full lips smothered her clit, tongue spelunking into the hot, wet pink cave of her twat as he drank deep from the source. Muffled moans sounded immediately from Taylor, impeded somewhat by a couple inches of dark meat in her mouth. Currently Adi was prodding the inside of her cheek, making her look like a squirrel with a nut while she slurped and sucked. Draping the panties over my stiff dick, I simply let them rest there and moved both my hands to the arms of the chair as the show really started to kick off.
“That’s it. Suck it Taylor. Suck that dick. Jeez-us.” Adi whistled, as her head turned and she pushed her lips another inch or two further down his girth.
With her head at that angle, and the size of his cock, she couldn’t quite get it all down. Nevertheless, her head happily bobbed across the broad expanse, lips stretched wide and her hand jerking the rest of the saliva-coated chocolate shaft. A constant suction kept too much spit from spilling forth and lent a pleasing audio track to the proceedings, interspersed with the occasional moan and groan. One hand cupped his big black balls which hung like ripe fruit on a tree branch. Her other hand rested on Zee’s head, gripping it tightly as he continued feasting upon her cunt like a starving man at twelve-course meal. And when Zee did finally surface for air, his lips and chin were awash with Taylor’s dripping arousal.
“You American birds always have the nicest pussies, waxed clean and taste like fucking candy.”
“Lemme get a taste, bruv.” Adi said as Taylor popped off his cock and batted her baby blues at him.
As the two traded places, Taylor moved around as well. Unhooking her bra, and shrugging out of it, she tossed it aside. It landed at my feet. Her nipples were hard enough to cut glass. Spinning around atop the mattress, she let her head hang off the foot of the bed. Her loose tousled blonde mane hung down, brushing the carpeted floor as she settled in, giving me a fully unobstructed side-profile view. As Zee stood over her with his feet on the floor, he let his cock flop across her face. It easily stretched from forehead to chin. I could see the golden locks of her hair tickling his nuts, his mushroomheaded spear leaking a dollop of precum onto her neck as he rubbed it around.
“I’ll be able to suck that
big black British cock much better like this.” She said with all the seduction in the world as her tongue darted out to run along the veiny underbelly, from tip to balls.
“Shit, love. I’m hearing a lot of talk. Let’s see some action.” Zee said as he trailed it along her face before stepping back and fitting the head between her lips.
With the easy entry angle, inch after inch began to slide into her gullet, to everyone’s delight. Finding himself in the position Zee had just vacated, Adi dove into the growing love puddle between Taylor’s thighs. His technique was different, yet equally effective, making sure to lather up two fingers with saliva before sawing them in and out of her with a solid rhythmic motion while his tongue flicked back and forth across her stiff clit. Moaning on the cock penetrating her oral cavity, more and more of it vanished with every pass. Slowly rocking his hips, Zee thrusted ever-so-slightly. He seemed to give her just enough time to adjust to the sheer size and girth of his dick before giving her another inch to take down. Reaching out, her hands gripped his thighs for support. There was the occasional cough and splutter, but I saw her flush forehead wrinkle with determination and I knew that dick was going to disappear before too long.
“That’s it Tay.” I whispered, mostly to myself. “Take him all the way down. Straight down to the balls.”
“Yea love. Listen to your man. Suck it deep.” Zee said, smiling.
Eyes flicking back and forth, she took more as Zee couldn’t help but bucking his hips with a little more speed and vigor. Coughing and spluttering, with her lips stretched wide, she only had another inch or two to go. I waited with baited breath as with another pass she managed to swallow down his entire dick, her cute button nose pressed into his huge hanging testes. Seeming on the verge of choking, slobber trailed down her ever-reddening face, making its way down her hanging head and towards the floor. The bulge in her throat was plainly evident, marking just how far down he was down her esophagus. Even seeing that with my own eyes, I could hardly believe it.
“That’s it. Swallowed it all, love. I’m impressed.” Zee said with a smirk.
While Taylor was preoccupied with her cock-stuffed mouth, Adi was finishing up with his oral ministrations. Withdrawing his fingers and sucking them clean, he smacked his lips together appreciatively. Looming over with his impressive build, he held himself up with one hand, the other wrapped around his thick dick. With a flick of his wrist, he smacked the long member against her wet cunt. Using the overly sized bulbous mushroom head like a club on her clit, he sent shockwaves of electric pleasure through her body that made her toes curl. Then he fit it between her dribbly labia and with a slow, steady push, split her bubblegum pink ladylips apart with his cock the color of midnight.
I saw Taylor’s already bugged-out eyes bulge even further at the feeling of the enormous cock invading her pussy, undoubtedly stretching it like it had rarely been stretched before. A singular reverberating sound grew from inside her gullet, but it had to escape the blockage of a near foot of manmeat she was gargling upon.
“MHMMHMM!!!! HLLYYY FFFFCCCKKK!!!”
“Let her speak bruv. I want to hear how she likes this pecker stretching out her fine fanny. Joe probably does to. Dontcha mate?” Adi said with a cocky smirk as he came to rest ballsdeep inside of her, soaking it all in for a moment.
I nodded silently and Zee reluctantly dislodged himself from Taylor’s gullet. Taking hold of his slobbery knob, he smacked it a couple of times against her lips for good measure.
“Lemme hear ya love.” Adi said. “How’s this big black cock feel inside ya?”
“Good.” Taylor gasped, still recovering her breath and feeling spittle trickling down her cheeks. “Really fuckin’ good.”
“Only good?” He asked with faint surprise. “Tell me then, how’s this?”
With a sharp roll of his hips, he kicked it off, going from zero to sixty in two seconds flat, pounding her pussy with a sudden and intense frenzy.
“FUCK!” Taylor screamed out, her hands twisting the crisp white bed linens in an effort to not to be fucked right off the edge of the bed. “Fuck! Shit! Fuck! It’s. Fucking. Huge.”
“That’s more like it! Whoa!” Adi yelled with a devilish grin, not ceasing in his pounding, but pulling her closer by the butt until her head was no longer hanging off the edge of the bed.
“Here love, flip over. Get on all fours. And we’ll share ya.” Adi said, humping a few more times before pulling out as Taylor rolled over and with trembling limbs, got on all fours.
“Yes.” Taylor said, with a want and need in her voice. “Take me from behind. Fuck me good.”
Waggling her ass in his direction, he was on her in an instant, hammering away once more. Kneeling on the bed, Zee presented his fat dong for Taylor to suck, which she happily complied with, gobbling it down with stretched lips once more. For the next few minutes, I found myself constantly forgetting to breathe, the sight of spit-roasted Taylor etching itself forever in my mind. Bunching up her blonde hair with his fists, Zee assisted her in swallowing his cock. Swearing with ever increasing vulgarity, Adi slammed into Taylor over and over again, giving her jiggling ass a good slap every few thrusts. In fact, Adi was getting so into it that Taylor was practically thrown into Zee’s groin as she choked down his dick. At a signal from Adi, Zee backed off, prying his cock from Taylor’s drool covered lips and flopping onto the bed to watch.
Pushing her down prone onto the mattress, Adi held onto to her ass. Angling herself diagonally on the bed, her arms reached out to the corner in my direction. Big blue eyes peered at me through the semi-darkness, staring at me, as Adi loomed tall. Grabbing onto her shoulders, he pulled himself until he bottomed out. Or so I assumed from the way I saw Taylor’s body tense up. Even though he’d just pummeled her pussy, it seemed like it once more struggled to accommodate the size of his raging hardon. Her eyes never left mine, expect maybe to glance at my rock-hard cock, her panties still draped over it.
“Goddamn! It’s so fucking huge! You’re going to ruin my pussy!” She said through gritted teeth as Adi jackhammered his jet-black python in and out of her sopping cunt.
I throbbed at her words, and the slightest of smiles touched upon Taylor’s lips as she noticed. Adi was going full steam. Pounding her pronebone like a madman. Each collision of his pelvis inched her body forward. Closer and closer to the corner of the bed, she was fucked. And there I was, frozen like a statue, just watching in awe of the power taking her. Of the collision of sweaty bodies. The sounds of flesh smacking into flesh, followed by a carnal scream and grunt of pure unadulterated pleasure. She’d reached the edge of the bed. With nowhere to go, her arms flailed, reaching out and finding only empty air. They came down to the floor. Hard. Buckling arms threatened to give in as Adi refused to relent.
“Where you going love?” He asked, piledriving her cocked-up ass as he used one brawny forearm to wrap around her waist, holding in her place.
Her eyes found mine again. The usually crystal-clear blue was hazy and unfocused. They took a moment to register my own. She must have seen something there. The excitement, perhaps, because in an instant she opened her mouth and uttered phrases that few, if any, had ever heard from her.
“YES! YES! FUCK ME WITH THAT BIG BLACK DICK! WRECK MY PUSSY WITH YOUR MASSIVE FUCKING COCK! GOD YES! DON’T FUCKING STOP! DON’T YOU DARE!”
Everyone was taken aback by the sudden outburst, but Adi responded in kind, her words giving him a burst of vigor previously thought impossible. Taylor’s arms wavered, threatening to give out, a moment from collapse.
“I’M GONNA CUM! YES! I’M GONNA FUCKING CUM! MAKE ME CREAM ALL OVER THIS FAT BLACK COCK! UUGGGHHHH!”
Her words became a stream of nonsensical grunts as her eyes rolled into the back of her head, and she came right then and there. I almost lost it, threatening to spray my load without ever even having touched myself. Letting out a whoop, Adi pulled her back up onto the bed while she twitched and spasmed, her pussy squeezing him so tight that he popped right out. It took more than a few moments for her to come around and when she did, she searched out for me and smiled. No one could ever say she didn’t know how to put on one hell of a show. Having also enjoyed Taylor’s little display, Zee had slowly stroked himself as he watched from the other side. But he was ready for more. Ready for a lot more butt.
“I keep admiring that fine ass of yours. Whatcha say love? You ready for more?”
Nodding slowly, the words tumbled out her mouth, slightly slurred. “Yes, please. Put that big dick up my tight little ass. Ruin it like Adi just did to my pussy.” She giggled.
Lying on her back Taylor spread her legs wide, giving me a full view of her undercarriage. That view was soon impeded as Zee knelt between her thighs, cock already shiny and slick with buttload of lube. Craning my neck, I watched as he bent down and gave several long licks to her backdoor before popping a well-lubricated thumb up her bum. Taylor cooed and moaned as he worked the digit around, twisting and prodding. On the far side, Adi laid back on the pillows, one hand on his cock, content to watch for the moment and catch his breath. Evidently satisfied with what he found, Zee pulled his thumb from her bum and leaned over her, stretching her legs high into the air as he did so. She wasn’t going get much more prepped than this. With one shaking hand, Taylor clumsily grabbed hold and lined him up with her rear entryway. The other hand, slowly teased her clit, her spindly fingers working in small concentric circles over the hard hooded nub. With her delectable pink puckered butthole primed, Zee was eager to fill her up and he pushed against her wrinkled starfish.
“Gimme that big black British cock.” She muttered. “Give it to me.”
Knelt in kind of a squat, I could everything beneath his hanging black balls. Slow to start, he cursed at the incredible tightness and elasticity of it. I heard Taylor exhale as all of the breath was pushed out of her lungs while her most forbidden of orifices was plundered.
“Fuck-fuck-fuck-fuck-fuck.” Taylor muttered, a mantra as slowly Zee spread her sphincter with his heavy crown.
She could take. She’d been wearing a buttplug all day. I knew because I helped her to put it in this morning. Once the head was inside, he moved slowly, working a couple of inches in and out, gradually feeding more and more into her alabaster ass. Eventually he reached the base, those big black balls flush against the pale curve of her booty.
“How’s it feel love?” He asked, as he leaned even further over her.
“What’s that made of, fucking steel? Goddamn.” Taylor swore, and then swore again as he moving once more.
“Hehehe.” He chuckled. “That’s what I like to hear.”
Once she was fully accustomed to taking the entire thing, Zee built up speed and ploughed into her like just like Adi had with her pussy minutes previously. And with Taylor’s reaction, no one could blame him. A series of expletives spilt from her lips, intermingled with pleas to go harder. Phrases like, “fuck yes,” “give it me harder,” or “show me how real British blokes do it,” all whipped Zee into a ferocious frenzy of buttfucking. I didn’t know where she was pulling this from. Perhaps she had been rehearsing what to say all day, or perhaps she was simply enjoying this whole thing that much. Either way, it was only more fuel for me, sitting there in my chair and watching my girlfriend, and international pop superstar, scream her head off as the big black cock rammed her asshole.
Moving from his relaxed position on her other side, Adi knelt by her head, helping to pull her legs even further back. With his aid, her feet damn near dangled by her head. To keep his positioning and powerful thrusting, Zee was practically on top of her, squatting over her upturned and scrunched up ass while he drove it into her with repeated savage thrusts. From my position behind them, I could see every inch slide in and out of Taylor’s bum, the pale cheeks turning red as they rippled with force.
“I’m gonna cum! Holy shit!” Taylor shouted out suddenly, loud and clear in an impossibly high-pitched tone.
“Yea you are love.” Zee grunted, with his deepest growl. “Tell me. Tell me what’s gonna make you cum. Tell it to him.” He jerked his head in my direction.
“Your big black cock! Your huge goddamn dick stretching out my tiny little fucking asshole is gonna make me fuckin’ cum! Just keep going! Please!”
Taylor, usually so eloquent seemed to be losing a bit of her vocabulary as he grunted and bottomed out in her several more times. Smacking her ass for good measure, he egged her on, daring her to cum for him until a gurgling sounded tore her throat. It morphed into a carnal shriek of wordless pleasure. Beneath him, her body twisted and writhed as she climaxed. Violently. He tried to keep thrusting, but her sphincter had such a tight grip on him, he couldn’t pull out.
When her arched back finally hit the bed and Adi let her legs flop back down, Zee extracted himself from her rear and wiped the sweat from his brow. A slimy cock probed her lips and Taylor swallowed it down unquestioningly. Eyelids fluttering open, she saw Zee looming over with a grin, as she sucked clean the cock that had just been up her butt. Coming off with a *POP* and a wink, he laid back down on the bed. Her eyes swapped to Adi who was looking at her, a question ready on his lips.
“Think you can handle two of us?”
I caught my breath. This was the moment I’d been waiting for, the pinnacle of the evening. The double penetration. There was a moment of hesitation, then clumsily nodding and a genuine grin from Taylor. In an instant, both men were on her, jockeying for position and arranging her just so. With trembling limbs, Taylor she straddled Zee. Looking from him to me, she sank down upon his prick, once more seeming surprised by its sheer size. Adi was quick behind her, pressing into her ass as he wrapped an arm around her body, pulling her close to his chest. As he pushed into her rear, Taylor’s eyes rolled into the back of her head, lips trembling and open in a wordless scream as she came to be doubled stuffed with two dark dicks. Both her holes seemed to take the dicks much easier this time around and when she found her voice again, it was loud and high-pitched once more.
“I’m not gonna be able to walk for a week after this! FUCK! I’m so filled up with your big fat fucking cocks! FUCK! Give them to me! PLEASE! BOTH OF YOU!” Her pitched octaves almost turning into a whine for more, a desperate plea.
Both were more than happy to oblige, taking turns thrusting into her. It ensured that just as one bottomed out, the other was pulled out to the very tip. I watched her hit an all-new level of carnal heaven, her body shaking all over from the repeated exertions. Mauling her tits from behind, Adi tweaked her nipples between his fingers. Zee was latched onto her hips, digging in so tight, he may have left a mark. Taylor’s hands couldn’t seem to make their mind, gripped the pecs of Zee beneath her or reach behind and hold onto Adi.
Flipping on a dime, instead of alternating thrusts, they both suddenly worked in sync, sinking themselves to hilt. If possible, Taylor grew even louder. Her entire body was shaking violently, as they kept it up, like two seamless machines plunging in and out of her. Sweat dripped on all three bodies, but still they continued. Screams of pleasure, cries for more, soon turned nonsensical as if they had fucked the words right out of her.
Then all of a sudden as if some clarity struck her, she stiffened, jerking up with surprise and with a deadly serious voice said, “Oh shit. Just like that you big dicked bastards. Holy fucking shit. You’re gonna make me cum. Fuck you’re gonna make me cum. Make me cum like never before. Yes. Yes. YES!”
With her whole body a coiled spring, her feet found their footing atop the mattress as one hand strummed her clit with lightning speed. Behind her, Adi’s strong arms held her tight in place as she let loose an eardrum rattling scream.
“I’M C-C-C-CUMMING!”
Lifting herself off of Zee’s massive shaft, she squirted like a super soaker with Adi still ballsdeep in her butt. Spraying forth a gallon of lady cum, Zee was drenched from groin to face. Even more impressive was the fact that she squirted far enough to hit me. I felt droplets of her orgasmic juices pepper my face, chest and legs. I could feel a bead of it slowly sliding down my rigid pole. Legs giving out, Taylor tumbled forward, laying on top of Zee with the biggest grin on her face as she mumbled nonsense.
“Damn love. I’ve never seen a girl squirt like that before.” Zee said, licking his lips. “You probably never made her squirt, huh Joe?”
I had indeed made Taylor squirt several times before, but it played well into the theme of the night, so I shook my head as I did my best not to cum thinking about it.
“Hey Joe. Mate.” Adi called out as he slowly worked his rod back and forth, clearly not finished with Taylor’s butt. “Be a mate and fetch us something to drink. Banging your bird here is thirsty work! Isn’t that right Zee?”
“Hell yea it is. But damn, what a fuck she is.” He said, the whites of Taylor’s eyes still showing as she laughed in carnal bliss.
Slowly I got up, my erection pointing far out in front of me. Unhooking the hanging panties, I left them behind on the chair and walked out of the room as the three of them jockeyed back into position. As I walked out of the room and down the hall to the kitchen, the noises coming from the bedroom made it clear that they weren’t stopping just because I’d left. Indeed, by the time I’d filled up three glasses of water and carefully carried them back, Taylor was screaming bloody murder as the pair double dicked her down to yet another mind-shattering, squirting orgasm that soaked the bedspread. Carefully handing over the glasses of water, the strained looks on both the men’s faces told me they were just about ready to blow. Both greedily gulped down the liquid before handing the empty glasses back to me and wiped the sweat from their furrowed brows.
“Tay, I got you one too, didn’t know if you wanted any…”
Blinking at me through hazy crossed eyes, she spoke in a daze, “No thanks darling. If I’m thirsty, I’ll drink straight from the tap.” She reached down to squeeze a pair of bulging black balls. “You just sit back down and watch us finish up here.”
“You ready then, for all that spunk?” Adi asked as he tickled the deepest reaches of her pussy, having swapped places with Zee.
“You bet I am. Empty those fat nuts into me.” Taylor said as both men began to ramp up again with the green light given.
I sat back down my chair and watched the climax unfold. Sandwiched between them, the three of them resembled an Oreo cookie. The contrast of her pale skin and blonde hair, and their huge dark forms, all groaning and grinding together in a trio of ecstasy. First to pop was Zee, roaring out like a lion as he spanked Taylor’s taint with his nuts. His hand smacked her already pink tushy before grabbing onto it, impaling her deep and unloading what must have been a gallon of hot spunk far into her colon. Adi wasn’t far behind his mate. Zee hadn’t even pulled out before he swore and pumped rope after of sticky seed into her pretty pink pussy, no doubt utterly wrecked by his monster cock. Both of them cumming was enough to give Taylor another orgasm, albeit a small one, that sent a shiver through her sweaty body and set a smile on her face.
“Mhmmm…that’s the stuff boys. I’m filled to the brim. Dripping with your hot cum.”
Both pulled out of her a heave, and I saw that she had been telling the truth. Spinning around and putting both her well-fucked holes, stretched wide, on display. Pearly white jism was on the verge of dripping out like a leaky faucet from both orifices. The other two collapsed on the bed, but Taylor turned and began to crawl towards me, evidently with one final surprise in store.
Crawling off the bed and onto the floor, she knelt at my feet and placed her hands on either kneecap. Shivering, I sat frozen, not daring to move a muscle. Hazy, clouded and cockdrunk eyes stared up at me, still eager to give me one final treat.
“I shouldn’t leave you in this state, darling.” She said, with a slight slur, no doubt drunk from dick. “But…what do you think I should do fellas? You both fucked me so good, I’ll do anything you say right now. Relieve him or leave him?”
From behind her Adi clapped his hands together and yelled his approval to go ahead and finish me off.
Zee chimed in too, “Go ahead love. Give Joe a little treat for being such a good lad. He watched the whole the time and I didn’t see him wanking once.”
Nodding, her lips were so close to the tender tip that her hot breath could be felt. I almost erupted just from the sensation alone. Instead, I held off as one of her hands reached between her legs. Fingering both her well-fucked holes, she smeared the sticky seed around her palm and brought it back up. Milky white goo covered all of her digits as stroked them along my rigid tower of hardness, until it was slick with cum. Fingers wrapping tight around me, she started to jerk slowly, smearing it all around.
“Does that turn you on, darling? Using the cum of those two alpha studs on you?”
I couldn’t speak, instead nodding jerkily, my knuckles white on the arms of the chair. Squishing squelches of her hand moving up and down sounded loud, over the blood thundering in my ears. I could feel wetness trickling down onto my swollen testes. It was too much.
Her lips ever-so-lightly brushed the throbbing tip of my dick as she whispered, “I’m thirsty now baby…can you help me?”
“T-T-Taylor.” I grunted out in warning.
A millisecond before the first spurt, those pouty pink lips wrapped around my cock and I exploded with the force of a nuclear blast. It hit the roof of her mouth, ricocheting wildly down her throat and nearly making her gag as semen clogged her airway. To her credit, she stayed locked in as I pumped stream after thick stream of hearty sperm into her mouth. I don’t think I’d ever came so hard in my life as it just kept going on and on and on. When it was finally over and I collapsed backwards into the chair, Taylor sat back on her knees and opened her mouth, filled to the brim with spunk. Showing all three of us, she closed her lips and swallowed it down in several healthy gulps. Only then did she open her mouth to speak again, her voice in a daze.
“I love you London Boys.”
2021
A black cab rushed by him, jolting him from his reverie. That had been one hell of a night. Still, even as he thought about it now, it seemed so far in the past, that he could only remember it fondly. And if he could remember that fondly, he could only remember all the rest of his time spent with Taylor fondly. It wasn’t something he was longing for. She wasn’t something he was longing for, not anymore at least. It had taken a while to get here, but he was happy being single. Back out there, playing the field like he had done before meeting her. That realization, that feeling of closure was washing over him. With a sigh, he pulled out his phone, scrolled through to her number. His fingers hesitated above the screen, then he typed out a message, one from the heart.
Saw the engagement. Just wanted to congratulate the two of you. I’m wishing nothing but happiness for you both. Truly. And I’d love to congratulate you both in person, if you’re ever back in London. - Joe He hit send, before he overthought it too much. It whooshed away, awaiting to be viewed by her eyes. Putting his phone away, he felt renewed and reinvigorated. With a smile hidden by his mask, he hurried along, headed home.
The End of Chapter Thirty-Five
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