Rolling my eyes where he can’t see, I nonetheless do as instructed. Slowly, I reach in back of myself where the g-string’s buried dirtily between my big white mounds. Then, I pluck the thong out of my ass and strap it over one huge buttock, revealing my dripping slit and tightly-puckered pleats.
“You like this, big boy?” I ask, reaching backwards to pull one cheek aside so that both of my holes are very visible. “This is all for you,” I coo while winking my asshole at the men.
Roman lets out a low growl, and I can see how tense his big body is. But I’m not stopping here. Instead, my audience is in for a treat tonight, and with a giggle, I straighten before prancing over to the table with the candlesticks.
I pick one up, pretending to look surprised at its length and girth.
“Oooh, this is going to feel good,” I coo. Then, I hoist one foot up onto a nearby chair, exposing my slit for the men to see. Slowly, I push the candlestick into my mouth, getting it lubed up, before pointing it at my tiny hole and beginning the insertion.
“Mmm,” I moan, throwing my head back as my eyes flutter shut. “That feels soooo good.”
“Holy shit,” Anthony mutters under his breath. “What a dirty slut.”
I shoot him a smile because dirty slut is right. I’ve always loved doing the unexpected, and the nastier the better. I moan melodiously again as the candlestick disappears into my pussy inch by inch. It feels amazing and my womanhood gushes hotly, covering my palm with fluid as nectar drips down my thighs. Finally, after a few minutes, the entire ten inch cylinder is embedded in my pussy and I pull my nether lips apart, showing the men only a glint of metal now.
“See?” I simper. “It fits inside.”
Roman lets out a low growl, his eyes glued to my pretty pink snatch.
“Goddamn,” he says in a throaty voice. “I had no idea this was even possible.”
But I merely smile prettily before picking up the second candlestick.
“Oh, you ain’t seen nothing yet,” I coo. “Watch this, big boy.”
This time, I move backwards before bending over, my pussy and asshole on display. Then, I lick the candlestick a few times before sucking wetly at its head, getting it good and lubed. This time, of course, I turn to position the cylinder at my backdoor.
“You think I can do it?” I ask sweetly, my breasts pink-tipped as they dangle. “After all, I’m already stuffed full in my cunt, so you think I can fit this in my asshole at the same time?”
Roman answers immediately.
“I know you can, baby girl,” he rasps. “Do it. Show us.”
With one last giggle, I notch the cylinder at my bottom hole and then press. Nothing happens at first because I’m tight down there, but then with an audible pop, my sphincter relaxes and the cylinder slides up a few inches into my butt.
“Oh my God!” I scream throatily. “I’m being buttfucked by an inanimate object. Ummm!”
The candlestick eases slowly into my asshole, me moaning up a storm as it penetrates my dark star.
“Umm!” I cry out again, tossing my head as I’m crammed full to the brim. “Shiiiiit!”
By now, both Anthony and his father are moaning as well, their hands moving rhythmically as I stuff myself full of gleaming silver. Once it’s in all the way, I pause for a moment, panting, but then reach one hand down in front, and one hand in back, gripping the two candlesticks with my fingers. Then, I begin working them in and out of my holes in tandem, one sliding in as the other slides out, creating a dirty rhythm in my gripping holes.
“Mmm!” I cry out again, my lashes fluttering shut. “Uh uh uh, ahhhh!”
With that, a clear stream of liquid shoots out from my pussy, splattering all over the expensive carpet as I cream hotly on the two cylinders embedded in my body. The Persian rug is surely ruined but nobody cares because behind me, I hear the two men let out roars of pleasure as well, our moans twining about each other as we find our respective climaxes.
“Aieeee!” Anthony squeals, his eyes closed while his head tips back, one hand on his crotch. “Ohhh yeah!”
I can’t see Roman’s tool, but he too lets out a massive curse as his arm moves rhythmically up and down in his lap.
“FUCK!” he roars. “Oh shit!”
With that, I know my work is done. Making these two men come is not what I expected this evening, but I’m kind of glad that I did it because I’m a slut at heart. I love pleasing men, and somehow, I know Roman Genovese’s going to make this dirty show worth my while.
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