Secret Admirer: A BBW Gang Bang (3 page)

“Not at all,” Rachel said faintly. Never in
her wildest dreams could she have imagined this. And all the guys
were young, and attractive. And they all wanted her.

Vincent made a round of introductions, next.
They all knew her, obviously, but now she knew them as well. There
was Marcus, a black guy with a build much like Vincent's, and
Trent, a tall but skinny guy with slicked back dark brown hair.
Then there was Darius, who was average height, average build, and
an average looking face. He wasn’t ugly, but he wasn’t a stunner
either. And last, there was Craig, the shortest of the bunch. He
grinned when he introduced himself. “I may be short, but don’t
underestimate me.”

Rather than let things get awkward, Rachel
decided to steamroll ahead. She knew if these guys were anything
like Vincent, they wanted her, but were too nervous to actually do
anything about it. She’d have to encourage them, and she planned to
use Vincent to do it. Besides, she wanted to get her fill too;
she’d been aching for him ever since she sucked him off in the
park.

“Well, I know why you’re all here,” she said
lightly, grabbing Vincent by the belt and pulling him forward to
stand next to her. “I don’t image you all would care for a show,
would you?”

She instantly had their attention. They all
leaned forward as a single unit, watching her with rapt attention.
She could feel Vincent tense up under her grasp.

“What do you have in mind, Rachel?” he asked
nervously.

“Oh come on,” she purred. “I know I made
more than a few posts in the sex subforum about what I like, and I
know
you all follow my posts.” She didn’t know if the others
did, in truth, but she knew at least that Vincent had. She was
still nervous about what she was about to do, but she realized that
she’d made it this far. She wouldn’t be surrounded by these men if
they didn’t want her big, curvaceous body.

The guys nodded, and Vincent murmured an
affirmative. She glanced down and could already see him tenting his
pants in another erection. Apparently he hadn’t gotten enough of
her in the park.

And suddenly, Vincent grabbed her, turning
her towards him. Rachel felt a thrill run through her body as he
took the lead. He ran his fingers over her fleshy sides, and every
touch left a trail of shivers. Rachel could feel goose bumps rising
as he leaned down, and suddenly, they were the only two in the
room. Nothing else mattered but having him, right then and
there.

He dipped his head for a fierce kiss, and
Rachel returned it, her body tingling all over, her focus
completely on him. She could feel moisture slipping out of her
willing pussy, drenching the fabric of her thin panties. She bit
back a squeal as he slapped her magnificently large ass, and it
rippled through the fabric of the skirt.

Little jolts of pleasure were branching
through her body now as he grabbed that ass, taking huge handfuls
of flesh, and pulled her towards him, grinding against her,
pleasuring himself on her. Rachel moaned into the kiss now, and
spread her legs slightly. She felt so achingly empty down there;
she felt this primal urge to filled, and be filled by him.

The other guys in the room were standing up,
surrounding her. Rachel was vaguely aware of their attention, and
she felt another thrill rise in her. She wanted them to grab her,
force her to the ground and use her until she and they were all
completely spent.

And they did, Marcus gripping her by her
thick upper arm, and pulling her to the floor. Vincent gasped into
her mouth slightly as she was tugged away from him, but he quickly
followed her. Soon, she was on the floor, and these eager men
loomed around her. She squirmed, wishing they would stop teasing
her, and just take her, right then and there. But they seemed a
little hesitant, a little nervous. She knew they needed
encouraging.

“What are you waiting for?” she breathed and
she writhed on the floor. The ache between her legs was growing
exponentially now.

“Just taking in the view,” Trent commented
lustily. “God, you are beautiful.”

Rachel moaned and bucked her hips at that.
She was still a little worried that they had ulterior motives, but
that one word melted that worry away. And it seemed to encourage
the other men. Vincent was hastily unzipping her skirt and pulling
it off her, exposing her pale, creamy, thick legs and lacy black
underwear. Darius was unbuttoning her shirt. Soon, it was off, and
Rachel undid the clasps of her bra, releasing her generous breasts.
Trent was on them in a flash, licking and sucking at the nipples,
causing her to gasp and squeal in delight at the pleasurable
sensation, more jolts of electricity spreading through her body.
But she still remained achingly empty. She needed one of these men
to fill her. Or all of them.

She felt someone slipping her panties off
now, exposing her completely to these men, and before long, she
felt something long and wet slipping between her dripping folds.
She gasped and tensed, but she knew it was a tongue and not a cock.
It was Vincent. She glanced down and smiled. He was returning the
favor that she’d given him in the park.

Rachel tilted her head back, closing her
eyes and moaning, savoring and concentrating completely on the
pleasure that these men were giving her. It was the most erotic
thing she’d ever experienced, and she only wanted more and more of
it.

Vincent hit her clit just then, and she
moaned and arched her back, pressing herself downwards, into his
face, just as he had done to her a few hours ago. Trent was still
playing with her breasts, grabbing massive handfuls and running his
rough thumb over her large, hard nipple, while he sucked lovingly
on the other one.

But still they denied her the one thing she
wanted. Vincent was going harder and faster now, and she knew he
wanted to make her orgasm, just as she’d done for her. His slick
tongue curled and surrounding her clit, and now he was
tongue-fucking her; the sensation was nearly overwhelming. Rachel’s
entire body stiffened and shivered at the feeling, she was coming
closer, and closer, as the waves of pleasure built and crashed over
her body…

And she cried out, coming forcefully, her
entire body jerking as those feelings of pleasure arced through her
body. She had no idea where Vincent learned to do this, but he was
good. He also wasn't waiting for her to come down from her high –
he was already clambered on top of her. She craned her neck
downward and saw his massive, pulsing member, just inches from her
slick folds. She wanted to scream at him to bury himself inside
her, to lose himself in her depths, but he held off, for just a few
more seconds.

The pleasure had ebbed, but it was already
beginning to build again, and Rachel still felt that overwhelming
ache. She needed him, she needed them. Finally, he slipped the head
of that cock of his between her fleshy folds, and plunged in.

That first moment was pure bliss. Rachel
screamed and her entire body tensed. But she didn’t have time to
savor to feeling, for these men wanted to use every hole she had
available. Darius was moving over her now, and she could see his
pants were unzipped, and his thick member was hanging out, just
waiting for her willing mouth. She opened up, craning her neck
forward, and he guided himself inside. She swirled her tongue
around his head, just as she’d done for Vincent, and he gave out a
loud moan.

Rachel spread her legs as far as she could
for Vincent while Darius clenched his buttocks on her pillowy
chest. She took in both of their cocks at the same time, and moaned
and begged for more, even more. Just two couldn’t possibly satiate
her. But the others had to wait their turns. Her eyes darted back
and forth, and she saw the other three men waiting impatiently. As
expected, Marcus was large, every bit as big as Vincent. Trent had
a long thin prick, and he was stroking himself right now. But Craig
was the real surprise. Though he was the shortest, he was also the
largest by far, in both length and girth. Her eyes widened slightly
at that. She had underestimated him.

Vincent suddenly started to slam even harder
against Rachel now, causing her body to rock back and forth as her
expansive flesh jiggled. "You're going to make me come!" he
bellowed, pounding against her soft body, gripping and grabbing at
her thick hips. And soon he did indeed come, roaring as spurt after
copious spurt of his juice flooded her love canal, nearly flooding
it. She was so filled up.

And she wasn't even satiated. Even as
Vincent came, Darius hunched over her face and started to thrust
into her mouth even harder, spurred on by the sounds of Vincent's
orgasm. Soon, he was flooding her too, his thick, creamy sperm
climbing down her throat as he loudly moaned in climax. She
squirmed, her body begging for more, even more.

She whimpered as Vincent and Darius both
pulled out of her at the same time, but Marcus was on her now. The
big black man grabbed her fleshy middle and pulled at her. Though
she was heavy, he was able to lift and roll her over, positioning
her on her knees. She begged for their cocks like that, like the
insatiable little slut she was. And they obliged. Oh, they
obliged.

Marcus moved around to her face, not wasting
a moment before stuffing his fat black cock in her mouth. Rachel
opened even wider, wanting to take even more of him in that she had
Darius. She badly wanted to feel him slide down her throat. She
gasped and moaned around his cock and Trent climbed on top of her,
his own thin cock rock hard and pressing against her expansive ass.
And Craig. Craig eagerly scuttled underneath her, getting himself
in position to fuck her there.

Trent roughly dipped a pair of fingers
between her pussy, using her own abundant juices to lube himself
up. And then he spread her ass cheeks, and slowly slipped his prick
into her asshole. At first Rachel tensed, her muscles clenching as
she felt this new and pleasurable sensation. But she forced herself
to relax, and let her ass envelope that dick, and take it inside
her. It was a good thing Craig wasn't trying that hole, though.
Even Trent was a little big. But he felt so good. She groaned
around Marcus' cock as he slowly thrust, waiting for Craig to get
into position.

And into position he got, and quickly. He
arched his back, and his cock dragged against her hanging belly as
he moved it downward, closer and closer to his mark - the dripping
wet folds of her aching pussy. Soon, he was slipping between them,
ready to take her.

Without any warning, he plunged in, and
Rachel was able to comprehend for the first time what it felt like
to be well and truly filled, in every hole she had available. She
moaned and groaned, grunting around Marcus' thick rod as the three
began to pump against her in unison. There was an erotic chorus of
moaning and slapping as they all took her pleasure from her. Faster
and faster they went, banging her without mercy.

Rachel's body tensed and clenched around
their cocks, and that familiar fire began to rise in her veins
again. She needed more, more! She knew she was closing in on her
climax, as Craig and Trent spread her wider than she'd ever been
spread before. The mere thought sent another thrill racing through
her body, taking her to new and dizzying heights of eroticism.

Soon, she was climaxing again, her body
jerking from the force of her orgasm, flesh jiggling, the walls of
her tight cunt clenching even further around Craig, and to a lesser
extent, Trent. She needed these men to fill her up completely, she
needed them so bad.

And, one by one, she set them all off with
her body. First, Trent came. The tightness of her asshole was just
too much for him, and he came buckets, come spurting out into her
asshole, and dribbling out around his prick. Next, Craig climaxed,
bellowing and ramming his rod up against her, up to the hilt. There
was a delightful light pain as he hit her cervix, and she shuddered
violently.

Last of all was Marcus. Now able to
concentrate somewhat, Rachel focused all her attention on him, and
his big black cock. She tightened her mouth around his shaft,
moaning, encouraging him to fuck her face as hard as he could. And
he did, grabbing her head and mercilessly pounding his hips against
her. Finally, he roared and climaxed in her mouth, his salty, musky
seed slipping down her throat to join Darius' come.

Everyone collapsed in a heap in the middle
of the room now, utterly spent. Even Rachel was satiated, though
she knew it was only temporary. She didn't know why she'd put this
off for so long. And she definitely wasn't going to make any sort
of mistake like that again.

After many long moments where the only
sounding was the heavy panting of 5 exhausted men and 1 woman,
Rachel finally managed to gather her wits and her things. She stood
up and dressed, the men watching her sadly.

"Leaving so soon?" Vincent asked
dolefully.

"Well, unless you're ready for another
round?" Rachel said slyly, adjusting her bra.

They were.

Hours later, Rachel was
finally
on
her way home. As much as she wanted to stay up all night fucking
those men, she knew she had to work tomorrow. And she had to tell
the girls what happened.

They would be so jealous.

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