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When the triplets undressed, their powerful, sculpted chests shocked me and torsos and I sighed drowsily at the massive cables of muscle in their thighs and calves.

To let my dress slip to the floor, I stood and the three Grarr brothers watched like they were seeing the homecoming queen walk out of the first sunrise. When I unfastened my bra and let my puppies burst free, the boys gave a collective moan.
 

“Beautiful.”

“Gorgeous.”

“Wonderful.”

When they slid their cotton briefs down, when I saw their cocks, I almost fell. They all had long, curved and incredibly thick weapons and the sight of them made my eyes water.

Benjy penetrated me on a big leather Chesterfield. He knelt between my legs, held me by my buttocks and lifted me so gently onto the hot bulb of his shaft; it almost masked the shock of how wide it pulled my tender lips.

I clasped my hands behind his neck and slowly eased myself along. I recalled Bernhard saying that mating was likely to be rough, but I figured that was just him being sweet.

Then my buttock smarted raw and fierce as Benjy slapped me. Hard. I squealed and he the sharp sting spread again as he slapped me once more. “Maxi, you’re so beautiful,” his voice rasped as he rammed his cock into me and spanked my ass again.

He flipped me over and hauled my ass in the air and he slapped me over and over as his cock reamed me wide. I fell onto my elbows with my face down as Benjy’s cock stretched me wide and his balls slapped against my mound.

He gripped my hips and slapped my ass and pummeled his haft deep and hard into my poor little flower until his wiry pubes ground against my plump, fluffy little pussy. His arm wrapped around me and he leaned over, cannoned his pelvis to beat against my buttocks and he hugged me.
 

All over I was absorbed and enveloped by Benjy. And penetrated. He filled me so much. As his shaft slid into my plump wet walls, I thought he would split me in two.

Mischa and Bernhard crowded around. The nearness of their hot, hard bodies sent a buzz from my throat all the way down to my core. Mischa squeezed and fondled my breasts and Bernhard lifted my head to kiss me passionately.

Looking at the three beautiful men, I couldn’t believe this was really happening. Then Benjy’s heavy flat hand stung my buttock and reminded me that I really was, right here and right now.

My hand slipped along the inside of Mischa’s arm. I found his abs. Ran the tips of my fingers down the fuzzy hair on the smooth, hard bulge below is navel and down. Down to the wiry bush. I found the base of his enormous cock.
 

Between the reaming of Benjy’s huge cock dragging my pussy wide, Mischa’s big hands teasing my soft breasts and Bernhard’s lips and his divine tongue, my emotions spun in a whirl of pleasure and a flight of desire.
 

Benjy beat his cock into me and his hard thighs slapped against the tender backs of my own. My mouth and my throat stretched open as my shoulders bent back and my throat craned. My stomach palpitated and my juices sprang. Benjy shouted and my eyes widened.

His bolts of hot, sticky love blasted me inside and he filled me. Faster and harder stabs pounded into my pliant flesh and felt all of him in me. I collapsed sighing, sobbing and drooling onto the couch.

Benjy’s hands ran all over my body as he subsided. He stroked my neck and my cheeks. He came around to kiss me, as Mischa dragged my soft, limp body to the center of the couch.

Mischa stood by the Chesterfield. He grabbed my ass and hauled my pelvis up to meet his. The weight of his huge shaft stiffened against my mound. Held in his big hands, my ample round ass felt like a little ripe peach. Juice trickled around the tops of my thighs and into the cracks.

“Mischa,” I murmured, “I don’t think I can take your huge cock. Not yet.”

He rocked his hips and dragged the beast against my mound. I moaned. I was still raw from the reaming of Benjy’s monster tool. But I wanted Mischa so much.

He shifted his angle so the heft of his underside slid to graze the base of my clit and my hips shuddered.

“There,” I felt the vibration of his voice in my stomach. His strong thighs pushed against my ass. The lips of my pussy were either side of the weight of Mischa’s pulsing cock.

Benjy bent his head to lick and suckle on my breast. His strong fingers traced my fluttering stomach like it was a precious fabric or a rare timid creature.

I locked my legs around Mischa’s hips as his cock slid between my petals and made them weep. I gasped and my arms flailed when he guided my ass to lower my pussy onto his hot, slick bulb.

With one hand I grabbed Benjy’s head, with the other I seized his cock as Mischa engaged at my entrance. A grating sigh moaned out of my throat as he made me wait. My walls gripped him and threatened to squeeze him out, but he just pressed forwards into the pleading wetness, just enough to stay at the threshold. Bastard!

“Mischa.” I moaned, “
Give
it to me!” and his low chuckle vibrated to the end of his shaft. He poised still, holding me in his hands like a toy, holding himself at my entrance like a battering ram, held back for a signal.

I couldn’t stand it any more. I cried out as I forced my greedy pussy down on his fat spike. He only let me get about half way down but I slid my lips back up, then down with a force. Joy radiated through me as I sucked him in and it melted to grinding frustration as I wanted more.

Even worse was the low sound and the steady vibration of his evil laugh as he thwarted my effort to get him deeper inside me. My tongue pressed between my lips and a fierce spark lit my eye.

I used my weight to slide down his pole. My hips lifted up, and then slammed back down. Each time I beat, I got some more cock. Slowly up, then banging down. Wetter each time, hotter each time. Harder. Deeper. In. “
Oh!
”

Finally he let me have it. When his balls brushed the bottom of my ass, his grip hardened on my buttocks. The throbbing pulse in his cock deepened and his ridges plowed deeper into my yawning chasm.
 

Bernhard knelt on the Chesterfield beside me. The sight of his rippling abs and his massive, wide chest made my throat thicken and my nipples buzz.
 

As Mischa’s cock plunged deeper and stretched me wide, I reached out and traced the lovely dimpled valley at the side of Bernhard’s pelvis. His cock rose before me.

I held it. Felt its hot, hard weight. The musty perfume of it called to my nostrils. I pulled it closer and felt the spread of his grin as my lips parted. The flat of my tongue pressed and dragged up the underside of it. His tangy flavor made me squirm harder on Mischa’s hot girth.

I licked the bulb and looked up, into Bernhard’s eyes as I popped my lips over him and took him along the length of my soft, wet tongue, into the warm, dark cave of my mouth.

I slid back off to pop him out and watch his face as I kissed the tip. Then I slid my lips over him again. On and off, as Mischa drilled me wider, I plunged down on Bernhard’s cock. Each time harder. Each time deeper.
 

His dark, manly scents filled my head and my eyes rolled. Mischa lifted me to stand on the floor and turned me around. The press of his hand bent me forwards. I happily retrieved Bernhard’s cock in my lips as Mischa slapped my buttocks and pulled my wings wide.

From behind, Mischa’s cock burrowed farther up me, and as he sawed it through me it scrubbed against the sensitive trigger inside me at the front. Two billionaire shifter cocks in me at once, I was insanely elated and almost delirious.

My petals and walls sucked on Mischa and pumped spasms of triumphant clenches and tingles all the length of my body. Bernhard’s cock reached to the back of my throat and I tensed all over. Sparks of need and quaking pleasure spiked along my nerves.

Greedily I grabbed his buttocks and pulled him to me. I sniffed and drank the charged aroma of male from his groin as I sucked. Sweet, thin saliva gushed in my mouth like it ran from a faucet as his cock rolled over my tongue and into my throat.

Bernhard’s groan trembled though his stomach, down the length of his cock and vibrated my throat. My throat and my lips stretched to take him even deeper.

Mischa hammered hard into my dripping pussy. His shaft heated, hardened and swelled. He speeded up and it started to pulse and throb. I tightened my thighs around his hips to squeeze him as much as I could.

His rhythm rolled me over the brink and my buttocks clenched along with all my limbs. When he let go, he gave a triumphant cry and a volley of hot splashes spurted thick and creamy into me.

My hands and mouth were wrapped around Bernhard’s cock still, and Benjy nuzzled into my breasts. I held on as Bernhard drew his shaft from my mouth, not wanting to let go. Not wanting to lose the pressure of him, the taste of him from my tongue.

He bent to kiss me and said, “Now, Maxi. Now you’ll be mine.”

I whispered, “In a little while, Bernhard. Let me recover, okay?”

An evil light came in his eyes as he lifted my chin on his palm. My eyebrows rose, pointed. Pleaded. The grin snapped across his face. With his big hands under my thighs, he scooped me up. My arms fell and draped over his shoulders. I sagged in his hold as he lowered me, panting, onto his hot, rock-hard cock.

My eyes rolled upwards. His was the biggest, of course. And my pussy was very tender. So he lifted me gently over the red, upward-curved shaft until he was able to slip just his tip into my trembling wet lips. Then I clung and I shouted as he dropped me hard onto it.

My hands banged on his shoulders as he bounced me up and down. His hips tipped and rolled and his rough, hard shaft pried me wide and split me open.
 

“
Bern
hard!” I shouted. With all the stretch I could manage, I spread the tops of my thighs as far apart as I could, but Bernhard’s cock ripped and tore into my hot, raw pussy.

I stretched and curled my toes, my fingers clawed and spread, my back lengthened and arched and my head shook from side to side. Lurching forwards, I sunk my teeth into his shoulders and his neck.

His prick plunged into me, parted and penetrated me. He rocked his rod and roughly reamed me right to the hilt of his hot massive member. My buttocks bounced on the jagged edges of his pelvis and I wrapped as tight and as close as I could around him. He pounded the backs of my thighs as he pierced my plump pussy.

The scent of him blanketed us, mingled with notes of my own honeyed juice. Little glistening beads of moisture stood out on his brow and trickled down his cheek then sprayed away in fanning arcs as he shook and roared my name.
 

A rising tide of pulsing waves shook me from my core and flooded out through my limbs and my breasts. My chest grew hot and tight, my head fell back and low, grating moans tore through my throat.

We slapped and slammed together so hard the bones of our pelvises cracked together. We cried out together, “Yes!
Yes! YES!
” and the whirling typhoon within me burst and boiled and flooded me.

My fingers burrowed into his hair and pulled him to me. I felt huge and whole and complete and joined and strong. We joined together and I felt we made a part that would live forever, within us with a life of its own.

It was difficult to write up the interview after all that had happened. As Benjy said, I’m not a real journalist. All the more reason then, I thought, to be scrupulously truthful and accurate in the story that I turned in.

Bernhard did give me lots of very fascinating facts to include, aside form the company’s growth statistics and above average returns on investment. I decided that those wouldn’t be nearly as interesting as he thought to Trudi’s readers of the blog.

Everything that I said and reported in the interview was true. I did leave a few things out altogether, but there’s never enough space to mention absolutely everything. Besides, the readers only want detail to a certain level.

They want a ‘pen portrait’ of the man. They want to feel as though they’ve met him. They want to hear how gorgeous he is. And how approachable.

Enough for them to believe they might meet him in a hotel bar or at an airport. Skiing, maybe. I think I gave them what they wanted.

Trudi was certainly pleased with it.