Dave was pounding away in a frenzy now, and Debbie arched her back as
he started shouting obscenities at her. His shaft was now covered with a
white, creamy foam as he whipped up the cum he was shooting into her. Dave,
like John and Mike before him, slowed to a stop with a dazed look in his
eyes. His shrinking cock popped out of her pussy and a river of cum poured
out after it, coating her cunt and ass with creamy white jism. Dave rolled
off the bed and fell onto the floor, totally spent.
Debbie, too, had passed out on the bed. Bob, Paul and I looked at each
other. “I suppose we have to wait for her to wake up before it’s our turn”
Paul said.
“Fuck, no!” I said, “Debbie can fuck in her sleep, believe me! She’ll
wake up as soon as we start porking her and she’ll do it all night long.”
I looked at my wife, spread out on the bed with cum all over her, and knew
what we had to do to her next.
Bob was squeezing his cock hard, trying to hold back his load until he
was into Debbie. “I can’t wait much longer, guys. Who’s next?”
“Why should any of us wait?” I asked. “She has three fuckable openings,
and we have three cocks to fill them with. Let’s all do her together!” I
saw a slight smile appear on Debbie’s lips, and knew she was somewhat aware
of what we were planning, and approved of the idea. I knew she was ready
for it, but I wanted to make it even kinkier. “Let’s roll her over and tie
her to the bed. She loves to be bound and helpless.”