Stuffed by Two (BBW Steamy FMM Menage Romance) (2 page)

“Brent? You didn’t tell me this was
gonna be a—“

“Brent can’t speak to you right
now,” she says, smirking, “not unless I give him permission. Sorority house
rules, you see. The men have to obey.”

What the hell kind of place did
Brent bring me to?

“Look, I think there’s been a big
misunderstanding. I’m not here to—“

“Do you want to fuck Brent?”

“Do I—what?” Her smirk turns
to a pout.

“It’s a simple question.” She
repeats it again, pausing after each word, “Do you want to fuck Brent?”

“We only just met.”

“So you
don’t
want to know
what his cock feels like inside you?” Her lips curl into a devilish smile.
“He’s
awfully
big. Trust me, I know.” Has this bitch fucked Brent
already? Why would he ever want to be with someone like her?

“I…”

“Agree to take our admittance test
and I’ll let you fuck him.” I can’t suppress the image that flashes in my mind
at her words. Brent holding my ass, drilling me from behind, my busty tits
swaying side to side as I moan in ecstasy, pleading for him to cum inside.

“Isn’t that right, Brent?”

“Yes, Madeline.” My legs squirm in
place, feeling the sogginess of my slickening pussy. Am I… getting
wet
?

“Actually, it’s more of a game,
really.
All
the girls here had to play before they had the privilege of
joining Triple Pi.”

I notice my breaths becoming rapid,
my heart fluttering hard against my ribcage. My mind is teeming with indecent
thoughts about Brent. The lust between my legs is burning away my inhibitions,
like liquid fire rising up from my core, stealing away my instinct to get out.
Am I blushing?

“So, what’s it gonna be, Kat?” Or
are you going to stay a virgin your whole life?”

How the fuck did she know?

Her lips curl into that judgmental
smirk again. “It’s obvious, isn’t it? I bet you’ve never even had a cock inside
your mouth.”

She nods at Brent and, by the time
I look over at him, he’s already shirtless. The sweat sheen of his torso
catches the light of the small room, carving out each defined muscle. His giant
arms flex and ripple as he works at the zipper of his jeans.

And there it is, in full view. My eyes
gleam at the sight of his massive cock springing forth from the crotch of his
blue denim. Madeline wasn’t lying about his size. Brent is
huge
.

I can’t help staring, watching it
grow in his hand while he strokes the shaft. The guy next to him seems totally
oblivious to any of this—he’s still standing the same way as when I came
in.

My teeth nibble at the tip of my
manicured thumb nail, eyes fixed on Brent’s engorged cock. Just watching it
throb and pulse in his palm has me practically salivating. I wonder what he
tastes like…

“Go on, suck his cock,” Madeline
says with a condescending nod of encouragement. “That is, if you aren’t a
total
prude.”

Who the fuck does she think she is?
I might be a virgin, but I’ve watched enough porn to know how to suck cock.

My body starts to move almost on
its own, toward Brent. His eyes lock with mine as I approach. There’s something
in them—a smoldering desire, beckoning me to come closer. His penetrating
gaze raises the tiny hairs of my neck.

My legs cross with each slow,
advancing step. Somehow they’ve found their own confident stride. Somehow, I
know that I
want
this…

My tight skirt rides up my ass as I
squat down in front of Brent, eyes locked on his erect dick. My tongue sweeps
across salivating lips. I want to know… I
need
to know what Brent tastes
like.

He lets out a low grunt went my
thumb and forefinger wrap lightly around the neck of his shaft. Crimson lips
part, a silver string of saliva snaps between them. Hot breath spills from my
moist cavern, filling the air around his cock. My mouth is
watery—drooling with anticipation. Warm spit drizzles from my lower lip
and rolls down his twitching head. 

“Go on,” Madeline says, “show me
what you can do.” But I’m not doing this to prove anything to her. I’m doing this
because I want to show Brent what I can do for
him
.

As I lean in, my dark hair falls on
either side of his throbbing dick. I look up just in time to watch Brent’s eyes
roll back when I press the flat of my tongue against the base.

I guess he
does
want this.

I relish the sound of his deep
groaning as my tongue makes its way up the long shaft. My tongue leaves a
shimmering wet sheen of saliva as it glides up his dick.

When I reach the top, I flick at
the head and tug down hard on his jeans and briefs and watch him squirm in
place.

Soft, pillowy lips hover over his
hard dick, inching closer. They form a tight seal around the shaft and my
eyelids flutter at the taste of him. My tongue swirls around in my mouth,
dancing around the head, lapping up his sweet precum.

Brent groans and lurches. I don’t
think he was expecting it to feel so good.

“I want to see you deepthroat him,”
Madeline says, still casually playing with her hair on the bed next to us.

My lips make a wet sucking noise as
I try to force him down my throat. I reach to grab his bare ass cheeks from
behind for leverage, slurping my way down his thick girth.

My head bobs and swivels on his
cock, drooling along his massive size as my sharp manicured nails dig deep into
his ass. I retch when the head pushes past my tongue; the gag reflex is much
harder to suppress than I thought. But I’m
almost
there…

Then his cock enters the very back
of my throat, well into my esophagus as the muscles swell and tighten around
his length.

Brent moans long and loud; I can
feel the pulse of his dick quickening in my mouth.

“Stop! Don’t let him cum!” Madeline
sits upright and punches the soft bedspread beneath her like a little girl
having a tantrum.

But I ignore her, gagging and
slurping on Brent some more, determined to suck him off.

“Stop!”

Brent is on the edge when my lips
reach his ball sac. I continue sucking wildly, despite Madeline’s barking.

I want to taste his hot cum. I want
to roll his load around in my mouth and watch his reaction when I swallow it
whole, right in front of him.

“Brent!
Pull out
!”

And with that, Brent grips the top
of my skull tight enough to make me wince.

Thick spurts of saliva gargle from
my gaping mouth as Brent pulls me off him, squinting hard to keep himself from
cumming in the process.

“My,
my
… You’re and eager
one,
aren’t
you?” I slump forward, gasping for air, wiping spit and
precum from my mouth with the back of my hand. I was so
close
to making
Brent cum. “You really shouldn’t have done that, Kat.”

Madeline nods to the man standing
next to Brent, who until now hadn’t shown a single sign of awareness. He
undresses himself quickly, revealing the toned and chiseled features
underneath. He’s even more built than Brent. His prominent six-pack bulges as
he removes his jeans. What’s going on?

His enormous cock emerges fully
erect, maybe even bigger than Brent’s. I feel like I should be frightened.

But my subtle sense of fear is
nothing compared to the slick heat between my legs.

“Kat, meet Jason.”

An involuntary shudder ripples
through my spine. My thoughts are flooded with carnal imagery—of Brent
and Jason fucking me from both ends.

Am I really that much of a slut?
And why does it feel so…
right
?

“Boys, why don’t you show Kat here
part two of our little initiation?” Madeline says, tapping the toes of her
sparkling white shoes together.

“Yes, Madeline,” the two say
simultaneously.

Brent curls an index finger under
my chin to lift my head. His amber eyes light a fire in me. My skin tingles and
melts at his touch, guiding me to my feet. I am lost in eyes, captivated and
spellbound with lust.

I want Brent and Jason to take me
and do with me as they please. My pussy quivers with eager desperation.

I’m ready to show them all just how
much of a dirty little whore I can be.

Jason wraps his arm around,
clutching under the hem of my blouse. I raise my arms to assist him as he
lifts. Brent threads his fingers through my hair and dives face first between
my leopard skin bra.

“Mmm,” I moan, tilting my head
back, feeling Brent’s warm breath on my bare chest, his face squished between
my ample tits.

Jason gets both hands under my
skirt and bunches it above my plus size waist. My legs jolt when I feel his
tongue lapping at the wet mound of my panties, his warm saliva drizzling
between my thighs.

Brent unclasps the strap with an
expert hand, and the leopard print lands at the toes of my black pumps. He cups
a breast and flicks wildly at my hard nipple. My back arches and I throw my
arms over his shoulders, losing myself in the electric sensation of his tongue
swirling around the areola.

Jason peels back my lace panties to
reveal my big round ass covered in goose bumps. One hand slides along the
inside of my thighs, all the way up to the heat of my sex.

I part my legs a bit, granting him
access to the wetness between. My whole body shudders when I feel two fingers
stimulating my clit. I moan out loud, gushing slick fluids that trickle over
his knuckles.

“Well, well… I think she
likes
it,” Madeline says, a sly look on her face.

Brent moves to the other breast,
passionately sucking while cradling my lower back. His hands move across the
smooth contours of my ass, over the delectable curves of my shapely body.

My body writhes against his bare
hard chest, rocking to the sensation of Brent turning my nipples red with
suction.

“
Ungh
!” I moan. One leg
lifts on its own, embracing itself around the back of Brent’s knee. My fingers
buckle tight behind his neck and I hoist myself up, locking both legs together
around the bulk of his waist.

“Fuck me, Brent! I want to feel you
inside me!” My head swings back, rolling to the tingles going up my spine.

“Go ahead, then. Fuck her in the
ass.” Madeline witnesses my immediate change of expression—from immense
pleasure to utter shock. She starts cackling like a schoolgirl.

“Yes, Madeline.”

His hand moves beneath me, guiding
his shaft. His thick head traces my puckered asshole, thoroughly lubricated in
pussy juices. I flop forward to catch Brent’s gaze and give my head a subtle
shake. My eyes plead with him not to enter me that way.

But he has his orders from
Madeline, and he must obey.

Brent’s girth pushes past the tight
entrance of my asshole, spreading the clenched walls of my anus. The pain
shoots through like an arrow up to my cortex. My legs squeeze around his
ribcage and I fall backward, arms hanging loose over his shoulders.

Slowly, my weight descends on
Brent’s massive size. I bite down hard on my bottom lip to stifle a scream. My
pelvis thrusts reflexively against his chiseled abdomen, aiding his smooth
penetration into my tiny asshole.