And with that, Karl started edging into her kitty.
“MMMMPH!” she shrieked, squirming, her eyes flying open even as her cheeks were stuffed full with Kato’s rod. “MMMPH!”
“Fuck,” I ground out. “I can feel you through her pussy wall, she’s fucking stuffed.”
“Shit,” was all Karl ground out in reply. “Make sure she’s sucking hard,” he directed his brother, “her pussy’s tighter when she sucks.”
And Kato coaxed his dick a little further into her mouth, his balls right up flush with her chin, softly stroking her hair, her cheeks, as she gazed at him wide-eyed.
“Baby you’re doing great,” he soothed, our little chickadee breathing fast and hard. “You’re taking all three of us great.”
And with that, we began the pump. Karl and I synchronized ours, his dick going in while mine pulled out, always making sure that there was cock in her pussy or ass. And Kato went at it like a man on fire, pushing his hot rod into her mouth again and again, driving it deeper, the big snake visibly moving down her esophagus as he grunted with pleasure, his eyes never breaking contact with the little girl’s gaze.
“That’s right chickadee,” he soothed, “you’ve got all your holes filled, three men at once, that’s what you were born to do, right? That’s what you love, what you crave, and Kato, Karl and I, we’re giving it to you.”
And the girl gushed at those words, I could feel more juice ooze out from between her cunt and Karl’s pole, dripping down to coat my cock with cream.
“Ahhh fuuuuuck,” I roared, the dirtiness too much, the depravity, the fucking amazing sensations overwhelming me. I shot rope after rope of cum up deep into her ass, spraying her GI tract, her rectum clenching and milking me dry as I gave up the ghost.
Meanwhile Karl was going at it like a crazed man in her pussy now, his balls raised and tight, guttural grunts erupting from his throat as he worked himself into a frenzy.
“Fuck, you feel good,” he muttered, “Fuck fuck fuck,” before erupting into her pussy, his dick shaking through her pussy walls, the pulses spraying reams of hot jizz over her fertile fields, the veins in his cock throbbing with each jerk of his hips, his face tight, expression hungry as he took in the sight of the girl’s pussy and ass stuffed double.
And finally, Kato and Tina came simultaneously.
“Thatta girl,” he groaned, his fists burying in her hair, “Milk me, milk me good,” he muttered and with a mighty heave of his hips, the fifteen incher pushed once more down her throat before pulsing, streams of man potion shooting deep into her stomach, the little girl gasping as she simultaneously came and swallowed.
Because our little girl loves cum. She savors it, taking down each drop, hating to waste anything, and this time was no exception. As her body pulsed and clenched, her pussy and ass squeezed us hard, drawing the semen in, craving it like it was the water of life. And her mouth, god her mouth was like a hose around Kato’s dong, sucking hungrily, greedily milking him for everything he had, the DNA so tasty, so virile, thick and copious on her tongue.
Finally, when it was over, the four of us took deep breaths, panting while trying to get our bodies under control, relaxed and sated. But the show wasn’t over yet.
Karl and I pulled out slowly, simultaneously, two dongs exiting her body at once, our donkeys covered in fluid, mixing for a heavenly, aromatic mess as the girl cried out from the dirty slide. Fuck, I wanted to lick her right then, taste those sweet folds, lap up the nectar of life oozing out between her thighs.
But Tina has a special talent. With a big finger, I held back one of her pussy lips, the poor thing used, abused, and swollen with arousal, while Karl held back the other, revealing that sweet hole once again.
“Push honey,” I ground out. “I know you love it in you, but waste it this time, we’ll give you more,” I coaxed.
And the girl knew what we wanted. She closed her eyes, squeezing them shut, concentrating, that beautiful face flushing as she bore down, pushing with her abs, her pelvic muscles, her ass cheeks trembling with the effort. And sure enough, a bit of white began coming up from below, rising up inside her hole before bubbling creamily to the top, the fluid viscous, thick and delicious.
“Push it out baby, push out that cream pie,” I encouraged, my eyes never leaving her slit.
And even as I spoke it began to overflow, white streaking down Tina’s pussy lips to smear against her ass before dropping onto the floor, adding to the sticky mess already coating everything. Oh fuck, it was so dirty, so depraved, and it was everything we loved about her.
“You’re beautiful,” I murmured before dropping a kiss on her clit, the nub trembling before I slid down to swipe at the cream pie, get a little on my tongue. It was savory and aromatic, all pussy cream and sperm, a heady brew of arousal mixed with mindblowing satisfaction.
And Karl followed, except he did me one better. He too, licked her cunt but instead of swallowing, he held the precious mixture in his mouth, balancing it on his tongue before rising up for a deep kiss with our girl, transferring the bubbly mixture into her mouth.
“Oh ummm,” Tina sighed, savoring it, running it around her mouth. “Tastes good,” she moaned again.
And we all knew what she was enjoying. Our DNA, the tang of all three of us, sliding down her throat, Kato from fucking her mouth, and Karl and I from the dirty snowball. Goddamn she was perfect, everything about this girl, the sluttiness, the way she was open all the time, her legs spread whenever we were in the vicinity, not to mention the sweet, caring personality that showed itself more every day. She belonged to us in every way, shape, and form, and there could be no other, no one more perfect at the center of our filthy foursome.
KARL
Our life with Tina is beyond spectacular, it’s everything that we’ve ever dreamed of. That tangy pussy, those pendulous boobs, always on display, always open and ready for us whenever we want.
And yeah, Kato, Kristian and I, we want it a lot. Going at her days, nights, sometimes all day and all night on weekends, the three of us like raving lunatics, hungry dogs ravishing her again and again. It’s a miracle that she’s not pregnant yet … because we haven’t been using protection.
It’s a little odd. Kato and I are usually sticklers about this stuff, we’re dogs yeah, but we didn’t want to be leaving our DNA in random sluts all over Europe. So we’ve always used condoms, never trusting girls who claimed to be on the pill.