Destroyed by Goths 2 (Patreon)

Almost shaking with erotic tension, Cassie said, “Are you going to breed me?”

“I don’t know—suppose that depends on if you’ve been taking birth control—you don’t have to tell me, I like surprises! Bet you’d look good with pregnancy boobs too! Anyway, onto your stomach. You don’t have to worry about getting creampied for a good long while. I already masturbated to you naked five times while you were blinking, so I’m not very sensitive at the moment. And don’t worry, I’ll come on your body a lot. I know how much you like having white skin. Not that I think you’re racist—I’m sure you’d hate having blonde hair—maybe you’re racist against blondes?”

Cassie twisted over onto her stomach. Bart grasped her hips and pulled them up, forcing her to her knees and elbows. She had never been more aware of her softly rounded buttocks—every curve, every nerve ending, every gram of weight… all of it quivering nakedly, waiting for what came next after Bart lavished them with his attention.

With both hands, Bart grabbed her clenched asscheeks. His hands on them took away the tension of Cassie’s nervy anticipation. They went limp, soft, and he forced them apart, then guided his stiff manhood straight to the soft pulse of her throbbing cunt. She gasped at the monstrous hardness she felt at her opening. Then it entered her. Cassie was filled as she never had been before, fucked as she never had been, by a man who wasn’t even as tall as she was.

“Aaggh! It’s too big! T-too big!” she cried.

“It’ll get smaller once I come,” Bart assured her helpfully, working the aching stiffness of his erection as deep as it would go and stretching the clasping tightness of her passage, which only reluctantly accommodated his granite-hard heft.

Smooth, short strokes pistoned in and out of her. It hurt, but the pain quickly vanished, overwhelmed into surrender by the lewd reverberations of sexual pleasure. Insane with rapture, Cassie thrust back at him, abandoning herself to the ecstasy she could only have by counterpointing his potent thrusts.

A scout knelt in front of her, sitting back on his heels, a long throbbing erection lancing out from his groin. It was threatening just being pointed at her and Cassie went cross-eyed, knowing that the exact same massive dimensions were being pumped into her. In fact, as Bart hammered into her from behind, she rocked forward, her lips touching the engorged tip of the scout’s member.

“You can suck on this too!” the scout informed her. “And not just get your pussy fucked!”

Unthinkingly, Cassie took it into her mouth… turning her lips over her teeth to better usher him into the saliva-moist warmth deep past her lips. Then she used her tongue, swirling it all over the silky softness of his phallic flesh. Finally trying to push the tip of her tongue into the slot in his glans.

It was pure flavor, the masculine musk that filled the air now permeating into her. She felt the throbbing arousal of it when she hollowed her cheeks and tried valiantly to stimulate it with pressure and suction. It wasn’t bad… not revolting… in fact, it felt as good as having him in her cunt, in its own small way…

The scout flexed his hips, forcing his needy cock deeper into Cassie’s ovaled mouth. She took it, she had to take it, she needed it, until finally it was all in her throat. She gagged and sputtered, but accepted it because she had to. And then, with his strong hands gracing her scalp, Bart bobbed her up and down on his prick, making her fuck it with her mouth as much as he, another him, was fucking her cunt.

Another scout tapped her on the shoulder. “Hey, mind if I fuck her too?”

“Go ahead,” Bart said. “She loves getting fucked; she won’t mind getting fucked more, will you Cassie?”

“I heard she had a three-way once,” the scout making her blow him said. “So let’s give it to her three ways!”

Three? All three, at the same time? The thought bounced around inside Cassie’s skull until she realized what he, they, meant. She tried to protest, but her mouth was stuffed full of a scout’s cock.

She wanted to tell them it was impossible, that she’d never done this before, but the scout saw the fear in her eyes and said: “Don’t worry, we won’t keep you waiting!”

“Good thing she’s not a tightass. No one who wears that much fishnet stocking could be a tightass.”

“Let’s all come in her ass! We won’t get her pregnant and I’m pretty sure it’ll count as an enema! Those are good for you!”

She felt a scout’s hand rolling over the roundness of her ass. It slid down where the real Bart was driving into her, touching her in the heartbeats between when he pulled out and when he thundered back in. A finger searching along her quivering, clenching buttocks for the puckered sphincter that would let it in.

And it found its way in. Fingertip prodding into her, until the ring of convulsing muscle was immaterial and it popped right through. Then the scout pushed in hard, his finger snaking deep inside, painfully making itself felt in the soft stretching of her rectum. Cassie cried out, but no sound made it past the enormous presence claiming her mouth and throat.

A second finger thrust into her, sawing in and out at the same tempo that the rest of her body was being fucked. She heard Bart chortle. “She feels like she’s ready already. I think I could keep putting fingers in until my whole hand’s in there!”

“Nah, only give her two. Let’s keep that ass as tight as it looks.”

“It’s not going to be tight for long.”

“I’d rather my cock enjoys that tightness than my finger!”

“I could come on her face right now.”

“No, let’s kiss her some more!”

“Is it gay if I fuck her mouth when she has some other guy’s jizz on her lips?”

“What other guy!?”

“Everyone quiet!” the real Bart yelled. “Stop keeping her waiting! Sodomize her already!”

The scout’s fingers came away from her stretched anus. Then Bart pulled out of her wildly trembling pussy and brought his cockhead to the tiny, cringing entrance between her buttocks. He shoved, hard, his legs straining as he forced the cudgel of his erection a painful inch through her protesting asshole.

Cassie’s eyes shot all the way open. The pain was immense, but she couldn’t scream—all that came out of her stuffed mouth was the gags and choking of being filled with a scout’s prick, as he got down on all fours over her face and used her screaming mouth like his own private sex toy.

Barely able to wait until her stretching anus could accommodate him, Bart pushed in deeper, until he had his wildly throbbing endowment deep into her anal passage, flexing almost inside her bowels.

Sweat broke out on Bart’s face. The exquisite tightness of her virgin ass was almost unbearable. “You want more?” he groaned to Cassie. “I want more!”

Wrapping his arms tightly around Cassie, he rolled onto his back, hauling Cassie around to lie on his stomach with his cock still deep inside her colon. Groaning, a scout rushed on top of Cassie, between her splayed legs and into her wetly open sex. Without any preparation besides the fucking she’d already endured, the scout plunged himself through her helplessly quivering loins.

OHGAWD! Two of them inside me! Two cocks fucking me at once! Cassie thought, her mind whirling, her body felt like it was being stretched to the limit by all it had to fit within the finite space inside it.

She hungrily circled her lips around the dick inside them, not knowing why she was doing it, only that she wanted to. Above her, a scout pumped in and out of her madly clasping pussy. Below her, Bart pistoned from the entrance of her rectum to the very bottom of it.

They were all in motion, all fucking her, and there was no pain. Only the spiraling sensation of ascending from one level of delight to another, her total pleasure ramping up until it was something she was sure had never been felt before.

Not in Cassie’s wildest dreams had she imagined this would happen to her, or that she would enjoy it so much. Three men, all the same men, were fucking her all at the same time. The thrill she experienced was simply beyond description. She felt as though she was hurdling towards three orgasms at once.

Oh! I’m going to commmmeeeeee!

Then she began to shudder, actually arriving at her climax with a flash like heat lightning. She started coming and coming and coming, her body screaming, but her mouth unable to do more than gargle on the cock fucking it.

Cassie focused her eyes, seeing the scout’s abs firming, feeling the insane swelling inside her mouth. He was going to come! Somehow, she’d never considered that until this instant. She really was a cocksucker now—she was going to get a man’s cum in her mouth.

Cassie didn’t have time to think about it. The scout came. White-hot cum shot even deeper into her throat than his lengthy cock had gone. She had to swallow it, could not even consider it, but had to work her throat to keep from drowning in all the cum inundating her gullet.