Sorry for the delay, its been a busy day.
Moving my things into Malcolm's place took a couple of evenings. I didn't realise I had so many clothes and, oh my god, the shoes!!!
There had been more tears when I left Gary and Jane's house. Fevered kisses and hugs told me Jane didn't want to let me go. Gary as ever quieter more reserved, kissed me softly and wished me good luck, then he took Malcolm's hand and told him, "to look after me or else!"
Malcolm put a hand on his shoulder and promised him he would take good care of me.
It was the evening we finally got all my stuff stored away and after a take away dinner, that Malc and I were laid naked in his bed, no our bed now, facing each other.
"Helen? Can I ask you something?" He said quietly.
"Of course darling, I don't want secrets between us," I replied.
"You see, how we met is unconventional to say the least. We've been lucky and found our soulmates, but it doesn't alter the fact that before you've even moved in, well we've had two full on gangbangs, we've both fucked other people, and yet here we are trying to be exclusive. What I need to ask is do you want to stop the liifestyle, you know swinging. I will if you say so."
I looked at him with genuine love. Here he was about to give up something he loved doing just to please me. I simply couldn't let that happen. "Darling," I said, "all this wild sex is new to me, but god knows, I love it! I have never felt more alive. You have shown me a world I never for one moment thought I could enter, let alone enjoy and be the slutty little slag I think every woman would like to be for the right man. Are you worried about jealousy? Because if you are don't be. I absolutely have loved sharing you. How do you feel about me with others?"
He looked at me thoughfully and then taking a deep breath said, "Honestly, I feel a little jealousy at the thought of you fucking others. Not other girls and women, but men. I need to be there to watch and I need to reclaim you after. Can you live with that?"
I giggled and said, "Nothing would please me more than for you to reclaim me, then I can tell you what a fucking sex god you actually are. Are there any men who are out of bounds?"
He looked at me side-eyes and said cautiously, "Like who?"
I suddenly felt very naughty indeed and kissed his lips softly. I punctuated my next sentence with kisses, working my way down his solid toned torso.
"Malcolm, kiss, please, kiss, may I, kiss, fuck, kiss, Devon, kiss, or, kiss, better still, kiss, both, kiss, of you."
My last kiss wasn't a kiss as I took his semi hard penis into my mouth. Malcolm let out a deep throaty groan as I slathered all over his cock and balls, wetting him before plunging my head onto his now very hard cock and opening up my throat (I was getting very good at that by now) let him sink deep into my food pipe.
I worked him for a minute and then holding him firmly looked up into his face from under hooded eyelashes. I have never seen a man melt, but that was what Malcolm seemed to do.
"Oh fucking hell, yes, if you want you can fuck Devon, but I assure you little girl, you wan't be the one doing the fucking, Devon is an absolute swordsman." He lay back sniggering then looking me squarely in the face said, "Want to find out?"
I looked at him and gulped, "Seriously? When?"
"Well you asked Baby, and there's no time like the present, want me to call him?"
Suddenly I wasn't so cocky and brave, but I gasped out "Yes please," and Malcolm made the call.
Devon must have driven like all the demons from hell were behind him as twenty minutes later the intercom by the door buzzed. Malcolm answered it and buzzed Devon into the building, then he lay back on the bed one of his hands behind his head. "Oh this is going to be fun," he said as he twirled a hundred millilitre bottle of white lube between his fingers of his other hand.
There was a surprisingly gentle knock on the front door. I looked at Malcolm questioningly. He returned my look and said, "This is your fantasy girl, go let the guy in."
I reached for my robe, but Malcolm stopped me and said, "Oh no! No shy bashfulness, go answer it naked, let the man see what a slag you are."
I gave him a devilish grin and swinging my hips sauntered over to the apartment door. Taking a deep breath I unlocked the door and opened it wide so that anyone outside could see me.
Devon stood there and as he saw me his mouth fell open, "Fucking hell, you look ready to fuck and fuck properly, see my bro is teaching you well girl."
I stepped inside and let him in. As I walked back to the bedroom, Malcolm shouted, "Hi bro, come on in and show this fucking whore of mine what you can do."
Suddenly hands grabbed me from behind and lifted me. I giggled and the gasped as Devon pushed two fingers into me and started to frig me as I lay over his shoulder.
He dropped me onto the bed wiping his juice coated fingers over my lips. "Suck," he ordered.
I slurped on his fingers as he eased his joggers down with his free hand, before pulling me foward and pushing his rapidly hardening cock into my face.
In a flash he had stripped off completely and he then dragged me to the edge of the bed, bent my neck back over the edge and pushed his cock into my mouth. Lying as I was, by his third thrust he was buried deep in my throat, his heavy black balls resting either side of my nose.
Suddenly I felt my legs pulled wide apart and a hot tongue lick my pussy from clit to arsehole. I moaned out loud as it returned and started to lap insistantly against my clit. I felt fingers holding my labia open and then two sink into me.
God I thought Malcolm was good, but Devon was another level. His thick fingers manipulated my pussy walls focussing on the rougher flesh of my G-spot. I couldn't scream like I wanted too as his thick cock was plunging again and again into my throat. Malcolm started to suck my nipple and that triggered me. I bucked and shook as Devon gave me my first orgasm. He withdrew his cock to give me the chance to cry out and cry out I did, "Oh fuuuuccckkkk!" The last bit rising into a high-pitched scream, "oh fuck, you fucking bastard."
I was still shaking and groaning as strong hands turned me sideways and Devon threw one of my legs over his hip. I felt him expertly line up with the dripping opening of my cunt and the slide slowly into me, "Oh God, fucking Christ, that's deep, Oh my Goddddddd, nrrggghhhh." I climaxed as he bottomed out, fully stretched and leaking like a broken tap.
Slowly Devon built up a rhthym sloppy wet sounds coming from my over stretched cunt. I clawed around for some part of either of the guys to hold onto as the relentless thrusting took me into multiorgasmic territory. I came again and again, screaming obscenities whilst the guys kept up a constant stream of banter and insults.
Just when I though I couldn't take any more, Devon said to Malcolm in a tone that almost said I wasn't there, "You,re not getting any action bro, this bitch is slag enough to take us both, you want to slip in and lets do her together."
I opened my eyes wide and stared wildly from one face to the other, "Guys, I don't think, well you know, you're just so fucking big, I can't, how?"
I didn't have wait long to find out. I felt rather than saw, Malcolm lubing his solid cock and then he was at my back his cock pressing into the cleft of my arse. He reached down and lifted my knee upwards until I was fully spread. I expected him to try to enter my anus, but no, he slid forward and positioned behing Devon's cock. Devon withdrew until just the head of his penis was inside me and then Malcolm eased forward.
At first nothing happened except I felt tremendous pressure on my perineum. He tried again and this time he partially got his cockhead into my massively stretched vaginal entrance. The third time lucky! His cock popped into me and he thrust deep as Devon followed him in.
I have to admit I literally lost it. The pain was excrutiating. I was being stretched to the absolute limits and I thought I might tear. Neither guy was giving me any chance as they pistoned in and out of me with practiced effort.
Slowly the pain subsided, to be replaced by unbelievable pleasure. I had never felt anything like it.
Devon continued to verbally degrade me, calling me a slut and a filthy whore, Christ, he even talked over the top of me telling Malcolm that I was taking it better than my friend Jane. So casual and so totally degrading, they pounded me like a cheap street whore and I loved it.
Sweat trickled down my body as they worked me over. Devon was biting my tits, leaving deep purple love bites. Orgasm after orgasm tore me apart my mind fraying with overwhelming ecstasy. My vaginal secretions we whipped into a thick white cream that coated both guys cocks and my thighs. I was a ragdoll, being used by two master cock warriors and they were going to use me until they decided enough was enough.
I lost track of time, my voice was hoarse from crying out and I lay there shuddering as my orgasms had run into one continual cleching, shaking spasm. I think I might have been close to a faint, when I heard and then felt Malcolm cum, his powerful spasms pumping a heavy load into me. Devon followed a few seconds later, roaring as he came and gripping my hips so hard that the following day I had finger shaped bruises. I didn't think there was anymore orgasm left in me, but as I felt their combined loads of sperm being squirted out at the sides of their cocks as they made their final few thrusts, I came really hard. I couldn't help myself, I pissed all over Devon. He just laughed at me. Malcolm pulled my head back his hand round my throat, possessing me, "Now that is what it's like to get fucked by Devon and me. You won't ever find better.
I turned to his face and kissed him like I wanted to eat him. Next I kissed Devon, he sucked my tongue hard.
After we separated I lay between the two guys as they traced lazy patterns with their fingers over my body. They took turns dipping their fingers into my gaping twat pulling their sperm from me and making me lick it off their hands.
I felt like an absolute whore, cheap, used, and totally satisfied.
Eventually Devon dressed and after some extended good-byes left Malcolm and I alone. I gazed at Malcolm and asked, "Will it always be like that,"
He looked at me and stroked my face and said, "For as long as you want my queen," and then he kissed me. |
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great story 
