The Joys of Being a Single Woman (Patreon)

I think this story pretty much speaks for itself and I honestly don't have much to say about it at this point lol. 

Except that it was based on a picture that you can find here!

She was finally free. After four years trapped in a loveless relationship with a loser boyfriend she just couldn't seem to leave Katrina was finally free. Thanks to her best friend's recommendation, a very thorough private investigator, and a decent amount of money she'd finally learned what a shithead her ex really was. He'd tried to deny it of course. To justify his actions with all the stereotypical excuses first before moving on to accusations and blame shifting like something out of the most cliched drama in the world. She hadn't listened to a word of it and within an hour what little he actually owned was strewn across the lawn outside her apartment. Where it should've been put a month after he moved in and the first warning signs appeared. But back then she'd been blinded by what she assumed to be love, unwilling to see the truth and afraid of being alone. If there was one good thing about dating a cheating, go nowhere moron it was learning just how great being alone really was. How great being single really was. The first night after her breakup she'd put on the sluttiest, most revealing dress she had in her closet and stopped by every club she could hit in a single evening. She let her straight, deep auburn hair flow freely around her dark, mascara laden eyes and bright crimson lips. Every ounce of makeup she applied accentuated her naturally sultry look, drawing attention to her cheekbones and jawline while letting her strong nose and delicately plucked eyebrows stand on their own.

Although it needed no help at all the made sure nobody could miss her tight, shapely body in a sleek little black dress that left her long, smooth legs bare all the way to the upper reaches of her toned thighs while her ample, surgically enhanced cleavage was given so much room to breath her nipples were almost on the cup of bursting out of her top. And thanks to the tight, sleek fabric hugging her body so well it was practically painted on nobody could miss her wide, perky ass even when she wasn't deliberately flaunting it on the dance floor or with deliberately over the top swaying as she walked past gaggles of drooling me. She knew she looked damn good and she reveled in that almost as much as the people watching her and the group of ladies she brought along to tear up the clubs with. Her friends were more than happy to join her, all but one of them thoroughly despising her ex and eager to celebrate his departure. Even the one who hadn't been vehemently opposed to existence was thrilled to see how much happier Katrina was. All of them partied like the world was ending and they spent the next few days nursing hangovers so terrible it nearly put them off drinking altogether. Then the next weekend rolled around and with a paycheck freshly dumped in the bank and no leeching shithead to waste the bulk of it she could justify spending all the money she would've lost on him on herself and her friends. Although instead of going out clubbing they went to a variety of nice restaurants, upscale fashion boutiques, high end salons, and really just about anywhere else they could justify on their modestly nice income. They ended the weekend every bit as exhausted but considerably less hungover or sick.

And for the better part of two months that was her routine, albeit with a slowly decreasing amount of wildness as life and reality inevitably sank back in to crimp the fun. Katrina's friends were along for the ride as often as they could be and even when they were called away by important obligations they were sure to party it up the next weekend and make up for all the lost time their girlfriend had wasted on the loser she'd been seeing. Even when they didn't go out on the town for a night of wild fun they'd almost certainly forget about by morning simply staying in and enjoying the freedom of her apartment was more than enough for them. Particularly when her ex saw fit to leave a pathetic message on her answering machine begging her to take him back. His excuses for cheating on her with six different women over the course of two years were somehow getting worse and the feeble desperation in his voice whenever he called never failed to make all of them laugh. Often more than whatever movie or show they'd all gathered together to drunkenly 'watch'. Once or twice Katrina felt the slightest bit of remorse for her behavior and even considered calling him back to have a slightly more adult conversation about their issues, usually after downing several glasses of wine in quick succession and wistfully thinking about the good times she'd had at the start of their relationship. Thankfully all of her friends were wise to her antics and stopped those efforts dead in their tracks every time she was about to make the call. Usually by playing the footage the P.I. had gathered or, if that wasn't easily on hand, by simply reading his report aloud. Being reminded of his serial adultery was always enough to snap her out of her emotional spiral and remind her exactly why she was celebrating in the first place. By the end of what would be her months long post breakup party she stopped being wistful about her breakup entirely. Which was almost certainly why she was able to get herself into the situation that followed not long after.

During what would be her last weekend partying like she was back in college with her thirty something friends Katrina was pouring everyone another glass of wine and laughing at a wildly sexual joke her best friend had just made. All of them took a sip of their drinks and after a short pause one of her other friends asked, “Have you gotten laid yet?'

“What?” Katrina replied, distracted by setting the wine bottle down on the very uncooperative table.

“Have you gotten laid yet Kat?”

Furrowing her brow and trying to remember she eventually answered, “You know, I don't think I have!”  with the air of someone delivering a great revelation.

All of her friends booed at this discovery and the one who'd asked the question shouted over all of them to say, “Well let's get you laid girl! No breakup's complete until you get fucked raw by some guy you're never gonna see again!”

“Or some girl!” Another friend added.

Everyone laughed and agreed with the sentiment and Katrina happily joined them. When everyone simmered down a little she drunkenly said, “I don't wanna pick some asshole up though! That's how I ended up with Mark! And I don't have anyone I can call for a quick fuck!”

“Unlike Mark!”

More booing filled the apartment and all of them gulped down more wine. For a brief moment the issue at hand stumped all of them but it wasn't long before someone had a solution, “Let's hire some guys for you then!”

“Hire them?” Katrina stared at her companion in confusion, “Like prostitutes?”

“Yeah! We'll get you a couple of escorts and you can just go wild with em! Didn't you say last week that you'd never been in a threesome with two guys before?”

“Yeah I did say that . . .”

“Well there you go!” Several of her friends were nodding in agreement while the rest watched with varying levels of amusement as Katrina was slowly won over by the argument, “You hire a couple of professional hung studs that you never have to see again, they come over and fuck you silly, and your breakup is complete! There's no downside!”

Very much unable to find a flaw in her friend's plan she considered it for several quiet seconds during which everyone else watched with breathless anticipation. After thinking about it just long enough to get excited by the idea she drained the rest of the wine from her glass and stood up as suddenly as she could, “Let's fuckin do this!”

Drunken cheers and lewd comments filled her apartment for the next several minutes as their wildly inebriated group made their way to the spare room that served as Katrina's home office after her roommate had moved out. What should've been a relatively simple and relatively short process took them the better part of two hours to actually accomplish. Between pausing to watch various sexually explicit videos online and typing in the wrong URLs the group has an enormously difficult time staying focused long enough to find a trustworthy place to hire male escorts. It wasn't until the drunkest yet somehow most lucid member of the group shoved her way through the gaggle surrounded the computer to punch in a site that any real progress was made. Nobody thought to question why she knew about it or why she'd waited so long to share that knowledge, they were far too busy ogling the various men and women available to hire. Unsurprisingly it was an absolutely cavalcade of hunks and beauties, many of whom were so much more attractive than Mark it was hard to imagine him being the same species as them. With everyone eagerly chipping in for the costs and price consequently being no object Katrina really was spoiled for choice when it came to who was gonna fuck her raw and having so many options along with a horde of drunk friends made it simultaneously impossible and delightful to choose. More than once she found herself leaning towards hiring a pair of women, a trans escort in particular proving astonishingly alluring, but thankfully her companions were always quick to remind her of a certain gap in her sexual experience. Often in the most foul mouthed and perverted manner they could. They were far less helpful in picking the men in question but in spite of their drunken catcalls and wildly varying tastes she did eventually settled on a gorgeous Latin hunk by the name of Federico and an absolute Adonis of a Black gentleman named Dalton. Both of them were hired and scheduled for the next day and everyone celebrated with more wine.

Somehow, against all sense and logic, Katrina managed to avoid getting a hangover the next morning despite drinking at least a full bottle worth of chardonnay by herself. Most of her friends weren't so lucky and they left her apartment the next morning green around the gills and vowing to never drink as much as they did again. Most had made similar vows the last few times and nobody took them seriously. The few lucky enough to avoid that outcome lingered to help their soon to be dicked friend pick out an outfit and make sure she wasn't about to wimp out. Thankfully even with the cold light of morning and the harsh reality of sobriety clearing up her thoughts Katrina had absolutely no intention of going back on what she'd planned. If anything being able to think about and appreciate what she was doing only made her more excited to go through with it. Having a threesome with two guys wasn't exactly something on her bucket list but it was definitely a fantastic palate cleanser for a shitty relationship. Especially after inadvertently being celibate for two months. By the time her early afternoon appointment was rolling around she was more excited than she'd been in a very long time, a fact her remaining friends were all too happy to tease her about. Twenty minutes before her lovers were supposed to arrive everyone left the apartment, except Katrina of course, and she spent the remainder of that time excitedly bouncing from room to room waiting or answering text messages from everyone that'd been present the night before. Eventually massive group chat was created and she did her best to keep up with the flood of jokes, comments, teasing, questions, and everything else flooding it. Which afforded ample distraction from what she was waiting for. Enough that she was actually caught off guard when she heard a knock on the door and realized who it must've been. Practically throwing her phone aside she sprang to her feet and hurried into the entryway with a wide smile etched onto her face and breathy laugh tumbling from her lips.

Although she had virtually no reason to worry about such things under the circumstances Katrina still paused to check her appearance in the mirror above the little table where she kept her keys. The low rumble of two deep voiced men having an affable conversation filled the hallway and it was hard not to smile as she finished sorting herself out and opened the door to greet them, “You guys are a lot more punctual than I expected!”

Both men chuckled at her remark and flashed charming smiles. They were each wearing a nice looking suit, though neither had bothered with a tie, and they were wearing them well. In an amusing contrast to the pictures she'd seen Federico had shaved his nicely groomed beard while Dalton had grown one out. Much like the jet black and dark blue ensembles tailored to their muscular bodies the look fit them exceedingly well. The two were at least six inches taller than her and within a few centimeters of one another. Their broad shoulders and deliciously muscular bodies immediately made her feel tiny and petite in the best possible way but as arousing as their builds were the handsome kindness evident in their faces was what really got Katrina excited. Those little hints of laugh lines near their eyes and the calm, collected way they stood in front of her without any nervousness. It was abundantly clear the two were professionals through and through and yet she could tell just from their eyes if she wanted it they could be every bit as tender and loving as an actualy boyfriend. Maybe she'd call them back some day and test that theory out. For the time being she wasn't looking for tender or loving. She wanted to get fucked hard and she wanted to get fucked fast. With two hours paid for she was gonna make sure every last minute was used to it's fullest.

“Come in gentlemen.” She said, stepping aside and gesturing into her apartment after the two had made their introductions and she'd introduced herself, “Time's wasting . . .” The two men looked at one another with a grin and stepped into her home one after the other. She shut the door with an even wider grin and followed them into the living. A tilt of her head told them where the bedroom was and she led them in with a seductive sway of her hips. Once all three of them were exactly where they should've been she sat down on the edge of her spacious mattress and looked at her companions. “You handsome gentlemen already know what I'm looking for right?”

“Yes ma'am.” Federico said with a soft Spanish accent.

“We've been filled in.” Dalton added with a surprising southern drawl.

Wonderful.” Standing up and removing the unassuming silk robe she'd been wearing to reveal a set of expensive and very flashy black lingerie to match the almost knee length stiletto heel boots she'd worn just for the occasion Katrina licked her lips, eyed both men up for a moment, then said, “Let's get started boys!”

Not needing anything more than that both men removed their jackets at the same time and unbuckled their belts while she sat back down and watched. Part of the arrangement she'd drunkenly agreed upon the day before then confirmed that morning was both men being completely naked. After seeing how muscular and well built they were she didn't want anything getting in the way of her eye candy. She probably would've asked them to do a little striptease for her had she not been so unabashedly eager to get down to the deed in question. But even without that special request both men seemed to be aware of why she wanted them naked and they took a little extra time to remove their shirts, slacks, and boxers when it was time for each article to be stripped away. Delighted and enthralled by their efforts Katrina watched with a red faced grin as they revealed their gorgeously tight bodies to her little by little. A little gasp actually slipped from her mouth upon seeing the cock Federico was working with. Her delight only climbed higher when she realized Dalton was packing something every bit as lengthy as his partner in crime. Both of them were easily ten inches long, maybe a little longer, and as thick around as three of her fingers pressed together. Their balls looked positively massive behind their shafts and the thought of those huge things slamming into her over and over again was enough to make her shiver. By the time they were fully naked she was sitting with her legs unapologetically splayed, her breath arriving in labored gasps and her eyes staring unblinkingly at their dicks. Her gaze eventually jumped to their faces upon realizing the two were ready for her and she bounced to her feet with an eager giggle. But rather than jumping into their arms and getting fucked senseless for the remainder of their time she turned away and disappeared into the bathroom. Dalton and Federico looked at one another in amusement, both of them assuming she'd lost her nerve. It wouldn't have been the firs time. They couldn't have been more wrong in their assumption.

Katrina returned to them holding a large bottle of lube and cheerfully said, “You boys are a lot bigger than my dipshit ex . . . if we're gonna do all the stuff I wanna do we'll need a little extra help . . .” As she spoke she popped the lid off and sprayed a thick jet of the clear fluid onto her left hand, “It's been a while since anyone fucked me in the ass so . . . be gentle . .  at first . . .”

Her companions chuckled and she flashed them an impish smile as she tossed the bottle of lube onto her bed and lathered her hands in the cool, viscous liquid. She approached them with a cocksure saunter and they in turn watched her with no small amount of confidence. Although she felt a tiny bit of nervousness as she moved in close enough to touch them and glanced at their massive, throbbing cocks her fingers were much to excited to be held back by silly things like nervousness. The moment she was able to do so her slick, ever so slightly trembling digits wrapped around their impressive dicks to stroke their throbbing lengths and lather them in a nice coating of lubrication. With a slow, sensual pace she made sure to coat every last inch of their shafts in her first pass, paying extra attention to their swollen tips and all the precum they were leaking out. A long, gradual shift up to the base let her truly enjoy just how thick the both of them were as well as fantasize about how good they'd feel splitting her in hald and making her forget about her ex completely. And once both were appropriately lathered she could've stopped and got to the real fun. But instead she continued staring up at them with bright, lascivious eyes and a brilliantly red face while her hands moved along their dicks and her hald naked body shivered with anticipation. Soft, pleasured sighs spilled from their mouths as she began and the looks on their faces subtly changed te longer her fingers glided up and down their pricks. Emboldened by their obvious enjoyment, though not at all surprised by it give the circumstances, she moved her hands a little faster up and down their shafts. What had started as a slow, sensual touch gradually shifted into the lewd and enthusiastic handjobs she'd intended to give them. Getting to feel every twitch and pulse of their cocks against her hand, getting to be directly in charge of their pleasure in such a visceral way, was a lot more intoxicating than she expected. In the future she'd definitely have to explore that side of her libido.

But that was definitely something to address at a later date. For the time being she only wanted one thing and after nearly a minute of teasing her partners and herself she was ready to get it. The only question was who got to break in her tight little asshole and who got to remind her pussy what a real dick felt like? She looked at the men standing in front of her with a lewd grin as the wet schlick of her hands sliding along their dicks became more and more audible. Since both of them were pretty much the same size and both of them were hotter than any guy she'd ever fucked before the choice really was impossible to make. So much so she didn't even bother thinking about it a moment longer. She just let go of their dicks, licked her lips, and said 'fuck me' with a breathy moan. Both men nodded, their smiles just about reaching their ears, and moved forward. Federico wordlessly stepped behind her while Dalton stepped directly in front of her and the choice was made. A second or two later she was lifted off her feet like she didn't weight anything at all, neither man having even the slight bit of trouble holding her aloft. Something told her they could've done so by themselves with ease but together she might as well have been a feather in their strong hands and the arousal that sensation caused was almost as great as the arousal that followed soon after. Once she was properly positioned between them with her legs resting against Dalton's broad chest and her ankles sitting above his shoulders the two men brought their sizable cocks into the mix. Although his was the first to brush against her body and push against the hole he'd be violating Federico's dick by no means overshadowed his partners. At least not after both had come to rest against her quivering holes, their heat sending shudders throughout her body and the precum they constantly leaked making her pant like the bitch in heat she was. Katrina leaned back against the man behind her, wrapping an arm around his head while pressing her other hand against the man in front of her as a quiet command tumbled from her lips.

“Fuck me!”

The words had barely left her mouth before both men were giving her exactly what she wanted and a long, trembling scream erupted from her lips. All the air seemed to be pushed out of her lungs as their absolutely enormous cocks slid inside her body at the same time. The sheer size and girth of both men was far, far more than she'd anticipated even after getting a chance to stroke and feel them. Neither her pussy nor her asshole were really prepared for the girth stretching them open nor for the length that went on forever and ever until it felt as if she really was going to be split in half. Twinges of discomfort and even outright pain lanced through her body at random intervals as the inner walls of her freshly violated holes trembled and tightened around their members. Thankfully as uncomfortable and unpleasant as they were the pleasure she also felt between those unwelcome bursts was more than enough to tide her over. After a particularly violent shudder brought on by a particularly strong ache in the depths of her asshole both men slowed their already remarkable slow movements and Katrina feared they might attempt to pull out altogether. Looking down she realized the two hadn't even reached the halfway point and part of her was suddenly on board with them stopping. But the rest was beyond eager to get to the good stuff simply refused to waste any more time dilly dallying. Moaning as loudly as she could with what little air she could suck in she dragged her nails across their soft skin and begged them not to stop, begged them to keep going. What should've taken a scant few seconds to say took almost a full minute as she labored and panted over every single word. But thankfully even with that considerably delay both her lovers understood what she wanted and continued sliding their titanic cocks inside her unabated. She responded with another pronounced squeal, her body shuddering more violently than ever as a combined twenty inches of cock was shoved balls deep into her asshole and pussy inch by breathtaking inch.

When she finally felt the wide, thick base of their cocks stretching out her poor little holes and the rest of her body squished between their broad chests Katrina knew they were finally done and a relieved sigh spilled from her lips. Somehow she'd survived their massive cocks. They hadn't ripped her in half or broken her pussy and asshole like it seemed they would when she was taking them. And once that realization entered her mind much of the lingering pain she felt was considerably easier to deal with or even outright ignore. If she could take both of them at the same time once then she could take both of them at the same time again and again until they blew their loads and left her in a cum glazed heap on her bed. A slightly crazed smile lit up her face as she thought about that silly revelation and bit her lip while a new wave of pleasure washed over her. Fresh arousal leaked from her already quivering pussy while the incredibly tight inner walls of her asshole clamped down even further around the cock buried inside it. Entirely on their own her hips started to grind and gyrate against the two men as much as she was able while her tenuous grip on their bodies grew far more solid. She held on tight to both of them and panted out yet more urging for them to fuck her, each statement arriving among a breathy gasp and a round of shuddering so pronounced they almost had trouble keeping hold of her. Katrina was too dazed and distracted to really focus on how Federico and Dalton's faces changed as she urged them to rip her apart but the way their cocks throbbed and their bodies seemed to tighten was more than enough to tell her what direction they were leaning. When she felt their hands tighten around her legs and ass she knew they were about to give her everything she ever wanted and more. Their feet slid a little farther apart as they adopted a more aggressive stance and Katrina felt herself lower an inch or two as a result. Moaning and gasping their names as often as she could she braced herself for what was about to happen and smiled in abject delight.

Little did she realize there was no way to truly ready herself for what came next. Not only were the men she hired professionals through and through but they were also somewhat legendary among their clients for being the strongest lovers availables. By themselves both Dalton and Federico could make a woman scream for hours on end while fucking her saw hard and so fast she couldn't get out of bed for the rest of the day and would spend at least another week sore in all the right ways. Nobody had ever hired them together and, as Katrina would soon learn, there was a pretty good reason for that. Because what followed her desperately horny urging was the single most orgasmic, mind numbing experience of her entire life. Taking her words to heart and holding nothing back both men absolutely wrecked her cunt and asshole over the course of the hour and change they had to do so. Although they started off in the position she'd orchestrated they didn't remain in that position for long, at least not by her admittedly hazy reckoning. But the time they did spend with her squeezed between them as more than enough to make her cum harder and messier than she'd ever known. At exactly the same time the two men pulled back and the retreat of their throbbing cocks felt a thousand times better than the initial penetration. So much so she lost her voice by the time their swollen tips were straining against her quivering entrances and they'd come to a full stop. That appraisal was quickly made laughably inaccurate when they shoved their lengths right back inside her harder than ever and she couldn't even vocalize how good it felt to be violated in such a rough, uncompromising way. She had no idea that was only the beginning as the two of them immediately retreated to repeat the process all over again. Experiencing both of them ramming into her at the same time was more than her brain could handle after all the build up and excitement that'd led to that moment and it would continue to be more than she could handle the entire time they were fucking her stupid.

Moving like they were actively trying to break her in half using only their cocks Federico and Dalton quickly built up an incredibly rhythm that never gave Katrina even a moment to rest. When they were slamming their cocks inside her she was exhaling what little oxygen had entered her lungs in a breathy whimper and when they were pulling back she was convulsing and straining against their muscular bodies while her asshole and pussy distended around their shafts. All the while waves of pleasure cascaded through her senses and washed away any thoughts or desires beyond what their dicks were causing. Trivial, meaningless things like her own name, where she was, or what she was doing beyond getting turned inside out by a pair of gorgeous, hung men simply didn't matter. Not as the wet slap of their balls smacking against her flesh and the toe curling bliss of being utterly destroyed sank in and overshadowed everything else. Especially when the two started coordinating their movements in a way she'd never imagined was possible. Using their wealth of knowledge on pleasuring women and her own passionate orders to fuck her the two men started purposefully driving their cocks against all the most sensitive places inside her body. Dalton was able to directly assault her g-spot and hammer his dick against her cervix in a blunt and uncompromising fashion that sent her into convulsions so powerful she looked like she was having a seizure. Federico was able to indirectly stimulate her sensitive pussy through the thin wall separating it from her other hole and the more faint yet impossible to miss pleasure his efforts caused served as a perfect underlying ecstasy to the pronounced satisfaction she felt from his partner. The two men worked so well together as they fucked her for what must have been hours on end it was hard to imagine anyone doing better. Indeed it was hard for Katrina to imagine much of anything except their endlessly thrusting shafts and her own, rapidly climbing ecstasy. Until of course she actually climaxed.

“OH FUCK! OH FUCK! OH FUCK!” She screamed with all her might, “OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK!”

Thoroughly beyond self control and in no position to do anything but convulse as she was consumed by pleasure Katrina screamed until her voice was hoarse and her throat was raw. Pleasure like she hadn't felt in years crashed down on he rlike a tidal wave as every nerve inside her body was set on fire at once and a massive, gushing deluge of fluid erupted from her pussy. Arriving in a sudden, messy jet of sweet smelling arousal the veritable geyser she unleashed took all three of them by surprise. Though she was in no position to think rationally about what was going on. Dalton's stomach, chest, and prick were absolutely drenched by that first jet. When the second arrived it was no less surprising but every bit as forceful as she squirted all over him once more while grunting like a wild animal and shaking like she'd been electrocuted. Little flecks of her mess shower even managed to splash onto Federico as well courtesy of her violent convulsions and thoroughly unhinged thrashing that even their impressive strength couldn't fully reign in. Both men did their best to continue thrusting with the same force and skill that'd brought her to such and orgasmic high but their efforts were slowed considerably by her wild movements and before long they were left with only two choices: hold her or fuck her. The two wisely decided on the former but thankfully that did very little to stop her pleasure from crashing through her body and radiating outwards to the very tips of her fingers and toes. It might've had some small impact on how long she was left shaking and gasping for air but considering how amazing it all wass that hardly mattered. Whether it lasted a few seconds or a few hours the ecstasy she felt was exactly what she'd been looking for and the afterglow that followed it was better than anything she deserved as a human woman. In no small part because her loves took full advantage of her limp, barely functional body to shift positions and take her to the bed where they could fuck her stupid all over again.

Like she was waking up from a coma Katrina returned to reality right around the time Federico was sliding into her pussy and Dalton was sliding into her asshole. She looked down at the former with a very dazed smile, her confusion as evident as her pleasure. He smiled up at her and grabbed a handful of her tits without saying a word. She felt the man behind her grab hold of her waist and before she could father her bearings or truly understand what was going on they started fucking her again, just as hard as before but with a delicious twist. Rather than embedding their pricks inside her at the same time they were for an alternating strategy that ensured one was always thrusting forward while the other was always retreating. Which mean she was never without both feelings at the same time and the ecstasy her mind had been trying to recover from returned in full force well before she was prepared for it to do so. Not that Katrina had any complaints as she was once again split open and utterly ravished by their cocks in the best way possible. It was hard not to feel overjoyed at how easily her asshole took Dalton's enormous prick after the strain she'd felt with Federico's. In much the same way she felt nothing but happiness as her pussy was ravished and her cervix was battered without remorse. The way both of them immediately picked up right where they'd left off was simply wonderful and within minutes she was sent spiraling back down into the mindless haze that'd taken over her during their first go. The only thing that slightly hampered her ability to truly descend into that cock addled madness was the sight of her alarm clock sitting on her bedside table. Even with her eyes unable to focus on it for any real length of time every once in a while she'd catch a glimpse of it and see how much time had passed since she was last able to focus on anything but the dicks in her holes. More often than not she was surprised by just how long it'd been but along with that pleasurable realization came the the reminder that their time was fast running out. Faster than she could've predicted in fact.

Though luckily not fast enough to keep her from relishing in the way they fucked her holes and loving how slutty she felt getting fucked in the asshole and pussy at the same time. Katrina had always been a sexually adventurous woman but getting dicked down by two absolute strangers at the same time had long been an unattainable goal for her. Either because of her relationships or a lack of suitable guys to give her what she wanted. Finally having that experience and getting to feel like a pornstar shooting some incredibly graphic and perverted scene was an absolutely incredible turn on. As was the ability to look down or behind her and see an absolute hunk of a man spilling her open and seemingly loving ever second of it. That alone might have been enough to eventually send her over the edge regardless of how well they actually fucked but adding that on top of their remarkable sexual prowess and she could already feel another orgasm welling up inside her. One every bit as messy and overwhelming as the first. It was only held back by that pesky little clock slowly counting down the time she had left and reminding her that if she wanted to try that especially kinky position she'd been fantasizing about since the first time she experimented with anal sex she'd have to start sooner rather than later. There wouldn't be enough time to cum in that second position and cum in a third. Not if she wanted to do the third right. She didn't even know for sure if her partners had the stamina to fulfill both regardless of time constraints. Neither of them had given any indication they couldn't but considering how hard they were going and how loudly they were moaning as they stretched open her tight holes and enjoyed the wild convulsions of her body it was easy to assume they couldn't last forever. So in what was perhaps the hardest thing she'd ever done in the bedroom Katrina stopped them from destroying both her holes so they could instead focus on destroying one of her holes together. Although she did have a little trouble actually getting the words out.

“S-Stop!” She moaned, her hands pressing against their chests as she weakly pulled away from them as best she could, “S-Stop!”

Both of them stopped as quicklyas they could and looked at her with concern, “Did we hurt you?”

“Are you all right?”

“Everything's p-perfect!” Katrina whimpered, “B-Better than perfect! But we d-don't have a lot of time left and there's s-something I wanna do before we run out!”

“What?”

“I want both of you to fuck me in the ass at the same time! I want both of you to cum in my ass at the same time . . .” Federico and Dalton looked at one another in surprise for a moment, then turned their surprise on her soon after. Suddenly fearful they might not be willing to do it she nervously asked, “I-Is that a problem?”

“Not at all.” The latter chuckled.

“Of course not.” The former grinned.

“Great!” She moaned, “Then what are we waiting for?!”

She pulled herself off Federico's dick while Dalton pulled out of her ass and for a couple moments she enjoyed the feeling of her gaped and stretched holes winking in the open air. Part of her almost wished she'd been recording the whole thing so she could see just how devastated her body was. And compare it to how devastated she'd be after they got done with her asshole. But that ship had already sailed and she didn't wast any time lamenting what could've been, instead rolling over and squatting above her Latin lover so she was smiling up at her dark skinned partner. The member that'd just been in her pussy was slid into her waiting asshole as deep as it could go and once she was properly settled the second of her lovers moved into place. He pressed his throbbing tip against her thoroughly stuffed hole and she did her best to relax and let him slide inside without any issues. Her body was understandably resistant to what they were trying but between her own excitement, Dalton's gentle expertise, and their dogged refusal to stop he actually managed to find some success. At first it was remarkable slow but incredibly pleasurable as she felt her asshole stretch even wider to accommodate a second shaft but that all changed soon . After trying and trying to keep a second cock out her quivering rin was simply unable to continue the fight and at the same time Katrina let out a long sigh her soon to be ravished hole suddenly parted and the first few inches of her lover's dick glided inside her all at once. Three immediate and thoroughly pleasured groans filled the air as all of them reacted to the myriad of sensations that came with stuffing two cocks into a single hole. Both men were overwhelmed by how tight she was and how fiercely her inner walls clamped down around them while she was overcome by the feeling of fullness and sluttiness that accompanied having two cocks a single hole. More pain and discomfort soon welled up inside her but Katrina flat out refused to give it any leeway at all, instead focusing entirely on how much she loved finally have her fantasy fulfilled.

Or rather how close she was to having it fulfilled. Dalton still had at least seven inches of cock left to shove inside her and until he did she wasn't gonna be satisfied. Thankfully he seemed every bit as eager as she was and she didn't have to wait long for him to resume pushing. And unlike before his gentle. Almost restrained pace was a welcome choice as her asshole was gradually opened wider and wider by their combined dicks. Katrina relaxed as much as she could and did her best to make it easy for him but the pleasure washing over her senses and her body's reflexive shudders made both efforts considerably harder. Not enough to prevent her companion from shoving ever last inch of his dick into her asshole eventually but certainly enough to use up a lot of their remaining time doing so.  She resisted the urge to look back and see how little time was left as he glided deeper and deeper into her gaping hole, instead choosing to focus entirely on the satisfaction she felt as both of them turned her into the whore she'd always known she was. Little by little her asshole adjusted to having a pair of massive dicks as thick around as several of her fingers. She could feel not only her inner walls stretching out but her ring slowly turning into that uniquely oval shape that seemed common among those who indulged in anal sex far too often. Or maybe exactly as often as they should. Thinking about turning her own asshole into a testament to her own sluttiness was such a massive turn on for Katrina she couldn't help but start rubbing her pussy soon after. She was forced to stop within a few seconds as both her lover's groaned and Dalton pointedly stopped thrusting forward as her body tightened too much for him to continue as he was. A soft laugh spilled from her lips and she gave him an apologetic smile. Her grin quickly turned into an open mouthed look of pure ecstasy as he responded by shoving the last couple inches balls deep to at long last fulfill her dream of taking two dicks in her asshole at the same time. All three of them moaned in delight and reveled in their accomplishment.

“Oh fuck that feels so good!” She moaned, “Oh fuck . . . . I'm gonna cum soon . . . I'm gonna cum soon for sure!”

“Me too!” Federico groaned.

“Yeah!” Dalton panted.

“Don't hold back on my account!” Katrina encouraged, her asshole tightening around them while her body shivered in delight, “Fucking pump me full of jizz! I wanna feel every last drop!”

More than happy to oblige her both men started thrusting as best they could, their small and often sporadic movements barely comparable to the wild forces of nature they'd been earlier. But she didn't mind in the slightest. Her asshole was so sensitive and so stretched even their relatively minor efforts were nothing short of incredible and the fact that they bothered at all was enormously flattering. Doing her best to grind and gyrate against them she moaned their names and panted out all manner of vulgar encouragements for the handful of minutes it took to get them primed and ready to blow. Once they started gasping and groaning like beasts of burden she stopped speaking altogether, instead joining them in their noisy appreciation and waiting eagerly for her creamy reward. Fortunately she didn't have to wait very long and in what felt like a couple heartbeats both men were shoving their cocks balls deep and tensing up like never before. A split second later the depths of her asshole were drowning in a flood of hot, thick cum as they emptied their balls inside her without restraint or delay. All but instantly her inner walls were coated in jizz as their loads were pumped so wonderfully deep she could feel the heat of them in the depths of her stomach. That heat combined with the sheer amount of semen emptying into her with every pulse of their enormous dicks was what finally sent her over the edge into another climax. Every bit as powerful as the last one and every bit as messy Katrina lost herself in her ecstasy as she sent a fountain of juices gushing out of her still gaped but entirely unattended pussy. Once again she sprayed her arousal all over Dalton's body as convulsions ravished her own and the undiluted joy of an asshole full of cum washed through her senses. In the heat of the moment there wasn't anything better in all the world than what she was experiencing during the endlessly blissful minute it took for them to fill her with spunk.  And for her to unleash several messy geysers of pussy juice all over the three of them and her thoroughly soaked bedding. Her sheets were further soiled when Dalton and Federico pulled out soon after and all the cum they'd worked so hard to empty into her asshole came dripping back out. Her massively gaped and thoroughly unable to close rectum didn't have any chance of holding back the flood of semen leaking from her as she rolled over her lover to lay face down on the bed in a quivering heap. Stifled moans and whimpers filled the room as she basked in the warmth of their jizz cascading down her pussy and soaking into her sheets while both men watched in amusement and delight. Suddenly they too were wishing the whole thing had been recorded. Especially the aftermath as she lay there gaped, cum filled, and thoroughly satisfied by every last choice that'd led her to that moment. It was impossible to think of a better outcome and she didn't even bother trying as the remainder of their time was spent in contended silence broken by the occasional moan or whimper from her as she lay there dripping in every sense of the word. It was eventually broken by something a little more substantive when she finally managed to find her voice.

“You guys really earned your pay . . .” She moaned as she turned to look at them.

“Thanks.”

“Thank you.”

“Any chance you guys have a couple other friends who might be interested in this sort of thing? I just realized I've never been in a gangbang before . . .”

“I know a couple guys,” Dalton laughed.

“So do I.” Federico added.

“Great . . .” Katrina panted, “That's really fucking great . . .”