I haven't experienced a MMF yet but will hopefully pluck up the courage to make it happen soon.  Here's hoping it goes something like this!
'I sit in the club, a man either side of me, one I know, one is a stranger, picked out for me by my friend, he's been talked through my likes and dislikes but I've never met him before, so to me he's still a stranger. It's a strange situation generally...
I begin to kiss my friend. Tentative and gentle, the tension is palpable, my nerves and excitement. He pushes his tongue into my mouth and strokes my lips in congress, I moan, he pulls back, his hand grips the back of my skull firmly and he twists my head towards the face of the other man. The stranger smiles at me, places his hand on my thigh and begins to kiss me, a different mouth, rougher, more urgent. His breath is hot, a slight taste of liquor, not enough to cause offence. I melt into the moment.
My friend's hand reaches across. It runs down my neck and décolletage. Over the material of my small dress. Tight and revealing. Provocative and whorish. He makes my skin spark. Touches me how I like to be touched. His hand reaches my thigh and his fingers pincer the soft, white flesh. I resist his intentions.
I think about him opening my legs and the smell that would emit, sex and lust and womanly sweet excitement. I can feel the wetness already pooling between my lips. I am nervous in anticipation.
I continue to kiss the stranger, his hand reaches for my throat and holds me tightly as we do. We pull apart. He suggests we get a room.
I stand a little weak kneed. Now is the time to stop this if I want to. I don't feel that I can. My self conscious nerves shout at me in my head to politely decline their offer, the pulse in my groin tells me to follow them.
I am ushered further into the bowels on the club, walking between them. I hold the hand of the stranger and my friend presses his hands into my arse, covered by the thin stretch of my dress, no panties beneath. He can feel the bare skin of my arse, it's nothing but provocation and encouragement on my part. I'm not going to back out now. I've fantasised about this for a long time, being desired and used by two men, filled, stretched and treated like a slut and a whore. I can probably be that woman right now. I want to be.
We enter a room and the door is locked. No escape. I kneel on the bed, tip my head to the side smile sheepishly. Looking innocent and unabashed, I pull down the zip at the front of my dress and let my breasts spill forward. My nipples are hard, my friend and the stranger both come towards me. Hot, hungry mouths plant themselves against each nipple and suck and pull and nibble, differing techniques with an equal result.
My hands slide downward against skin and muscle to look for enticing male flesh, hardening as the reality of the situation crystallises in all of our minds. My friend pulls back and kisses my lips again. A gentle caring caress, explorative. If a kiss could ask a question it would be
"Is this what you want?"
I respond by pushing my tongue into his mouth and applying pressure to his groin. I begin to yank at towels and clothing and soon both men are in front of me naked and erect.
I slide onto my knees, on the floor between them and look at both of then coquettishly. I slide the strangers cock into my wet and eager mouth, starting gently before taking him deep into my throat. I gag and slide back, pulling a web of sticky spit between us. I push down deeply again. He moans and grips my head.
I stroke my friend as I pleasure the stranger with my mouth. His grip on my face tightens and he fucks my throat. I gasp when he lets me go and seek the opportunity to share the love.
I turn to my friend and start to suck him too. The same technique, deep and hot, drooling and choking. I stroke the stranger as I'm sucking on that more familiar cock. I switch back and forth, back and forth, until my friend pulls me to my feet by my hair and pushes me onto the bed.
I love to be treated roughly, like a body to use and throw about the place.
Hands return to my breasts and I feel my dress being pushed up to my hips, thighs roughly spread. There is no way of hiding my desire any more, the smell is visceral sweet and intoxicating. I feel a mouth connect with the lips of my cunt and a tongue slide into the nectar. I moan loudly.
"Fuck please lick me, taste me, bite me. Do I taste good?".
A loud moan is all the response I get. I open my eyes to see the stranger kneeling next to my face, I turn my head, his cock is poised by my full, red lips and he threads his fingers into my hair.
"Are you going to fuck my pretty little mouth again?".
His response is "What do you think?".
I open my mouth for him and take the entirety of his thick and heavy cock into my throat, meanwhile my friend is demonstrating finesse by making me squirt and pulse, the sensations are vast and vivid. I hear a back ground rip, half a moments break, and then feel the slightly sterile bump of rubbered flesh against my hard and swollen clit. I moan into the flesh of the stranger, repeat a mantra in my head. 'Please, please, please fuck me please.'
He continues to rub his cock against my clit, teasing in torment. I gasp as the stranger pulls his flesh from my throat. I squeal:
"Please fuck me!"
And with that he does, a deep, hard thrust, hilted deep in my cunt. I moan and wince in discomfort. He pulls backs and slows and fucks again. That classic in and out.
The stranger rubs the tip of his cock against my lips and gently smacks my cheek. They talk about me like I'm barely there.
"Where did you find this one? She's fucking priceless. Such an eager little slut. Lovely mouth to fuck, as well".
"Mmmm you should try her cunt. Nice and tight and wet. I need to stop before I blow inside her anyway".
I'm pushed down the bed and my friend pulls his cock out of my cunt unceremoniously. Another stilted break and then I feel the stranger's flesh push into me. No rubbing this time, no eager build up, no tension, just a fuck. I'm just a fucking hole at this point. He pulls me up into him and uses his weight to roll us over. He's on his back and I his lap, he pushes his palm into my sternum, so I sit up sharply.
I curl my back, hips wide and forward. I ruffle my hand through my little mop of dark shiny hair and push down on his cock hard. He groans at me as I start to flick my pelvis back and forth, rubbing my groin into him and fucking him hard. I stare at his eyes, dark and full of sparkle, he growls at me and grips my hips tightly, in an attempt to regain control of my movements.
My friend's hand gently touches my cheek. I turn my head. He's standing tall above me and I take his rubbered cock into my mouth, sucking off all my white and frothy juices. I use my free hands to pull down the straps of my dress, which is now a bundle around my waist. Perfect exposure, easy access.
I moan fucking and sucking and enjoying myself and the feelings of ecstasy riddle my body and worm through my nerves, in a shooting pulse. My friend crooks his back, pulling at my breasts and nipples as I am repeatedly brought down hard on the solid cock between my thighs. My friend whispers in my ear.
"I'm going to fuck your arse. We're going to stretch you out. Is that what you want?".
I moan breathlessly in response. Bucking and tasting and enjoying myself. My friend moves and kneels behind me. He pushes his fingers into my mouth and makes me gag, covering then in my thick spit. He starts to rub his fingers between the cheeks of my bottom. Probing and stretching. He pulls more moisture from the lips of my cunt and continues to rub and poke and make me ready.
He begins the slow deft push into my arse. The skin swells and expands around him. Discomfort mingles with pleasure as I am filled completely by both men. I close my eyes and embrace the feeling of overwhelming fullness. I don't think this will last too long for any of us.
Grunts and moans meld in choral satisfaction and my hips and breasts are held to steady the balance. I am fucked relentlessly and we all begin to rut in this visceral human beastly shape.
I am leaking fluid, everywhere, sweat drips down my neck. I lean into the stranger and he kisses my throat, sinks his teeth into me as my friends finger tips pincer into my sore and aroused nipples. Fuck it feels like ecstasy. The room is a swirl of red, hot heat and energy, my orgasm building wildly. Probably not my first, I don't remember now. I don't remember anything. All I can feel is my body stretch, accommodate, pleasure and arouse, and then I climax in a burst, a loud moan in an escalating pitch.
"Fuck, fuck, please don't stop fucking me. Oh my god. More. More."
I keep contracting, climaxing, the world around me disappears. The chain is set to react. Both men grunting, fucking and having their own moment of sweet satisfaction. I am pushed and pulled between both, holes bruised and abused by hilted desperate cocks, releasing ghosts of pleasure into the cavities of my flesh.
It seems endless. My friend pulls away first and I sink onto the stranger. He lifts me from his cock and drops me onto the bed next to him. I am breathing hard and vacant, makeup runs from my eyes and my chest rises and falls. My friend pulls the condom from his cock and tips it's content onto my face. Warm, sticky effluvium, the stranger watches and follows suit with his own debris, scrunching the come into my hair and smearing it into my gums. I run my dainty hands across my face and slide what ejaculate remains into my mouth, to eat. Both men stare at me. Used and useless now. Happy and excited.
"We'll see you at the bar".
Both get dressed and leave me.
The room is heavy with the stench of sex. My skin is hot and pink. I think about what's just happened. My fantasy finally fulfilled. I think about how stretched I feel. How well used. My body made perfect for cock to fill and fuck. A beautiful toy, a very wet and excited little slut. Overused but so ready for more.
Without thinking my hand slides between my thighs, I begin to touch. I close my eyes and breath in the smell that surrounds me, latex, fluid, a scent of a near past. I finger the swollen lips of my cunt run my thumb over my engorged and throbbing clit, building back up to climax. I fantasise about men fucking me, two now, maybe three, maybe more. I'm so close, ready to be a vessel, a wasted body to come on or inside, so ready to come again, so close, please let me, and then I hear a knock at the door.'
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