Three straight mates — grizzled old Bob at 66, silver-fox Mike at 59, and cocky young Jake at 36 — had been knocking back pints in the dodgy boozer on the edge of town when they spotted her. Lisa was 42, divorced, d*unk on cheap wine and desperate for attention. One filthy wink from Bob and she was in the back of Mike’s van, giggling like a cheap whore as they drove straight to his grubby flat above the betting shop.
The second the door slammed shut the three of them were on her like animals. Clothes ripped off in seconds. Bob’s fat, veiny 7-inch cock was already rock-hard and leaking pre-cum, Mike’s thick 6.5-incher stood like an iron bar, and Jake’s young, angry 8-inch was so hard it slapped against his stomach.
“On your knees, you dirty slag,” Bob growled, and Lisa dropped instantly. Spit-roasting started right there in the hallway. Jake shoved his hard cock straight down her throat, making her gag and drool while Mike rammed into her soaked cunt from behind, his heavy balls slapping her arse. Bob stood to the side, stroking his stiff old cock and feeding it into her mouth whenever Jake pulled out for air.
“Fuck, her throat’s tighter than my missus ever was,” Jake laughed, face-fucking her until thick strings of spit hung from her chin.
They dragged her to the bedroom and threw her on the unmade bed. Time for the real fun.
First DP. Mike lay on his back, his hard cock pointing at the ceiling. Lisa straddled him and sank down, moaning like a bitch in heat as her greedy pussy swallowed every inch. Then Bob climbed behind her, spat on his cock and pushed into her tight arse. Two hard cocks buried balls-deep inside her at the same time — one in her cunt, one in her shitter — stretching her wide. They found a dirty rhythm, pounding her holes in perfect sync while Jake knelt in front and used her mouth like a fleshlight.
“Take those two old cocks, you filthy cum-dump,” Mike grunted, his hands gripping her hips as he thrust up hard.
Lisa was shaking, squirting all over Mike’s balls, but they weren’t done.
“Switch — DVP time,” Bob ordered, pulling out of her arse with a wet pop. Jake and Mike laid side by side on the bed, their hard cocks pressed tight together like two thick poles. Lisa climbed on, reached back and spread her dripping cunt lips wide. Slowly, greedily, she lowered herself onto both cocks at once. Two hard, throbbing pricks stretching her pussy to its absolute limit. She screamed in pleasure as her hole gaped obscenely around them.
“Fuuuuck, I can feel your cock rubbing mine inside her,” Jake groaned, eyes rolling back.
They started thrusting up together, turning her cunt into a sloppy, stretched-out wreck. Bob stood over her face, wanking his veiny old cock furiously.
After twenty minutes of relentless DVP and filthy dirty talk — “You’re just three holes for us, love” — the lads couldn’t hold back any longer.
They pulled out and stood around her in a circle, three rock-hard cocks pointing at her flushed, sweat-covered face.
“Open wide, slag,” Bob snarled.
All three exploded at once. Thick ropes of hot, sticky cum blasted across her cheeks, lips, tongue and forehead. Jake’s young load was the biggest — long powerful jets that painted her eyelids shut. Mike and Bob added heavy spurts that dripped off her chin in gooey strands. By the time they finished, Lisa’s face was a glazed, dripping mess of three different loads, her makeup ruined, cum hanging from her eyelashes.
She just grinned up at them, tongue out, scooping the mess into her mouth like the sleazy cum-hungry whore she was.
“Best fucking night of the year,” Bob panted, still half-hard and slapping his cock against her cum-soaked cheek. “Same time next week, lads?” |
