Green Broke Woman (41 page)

Jake rubbed her back to calm her anxieties.
“Ease up, Kayla. Let him have you.”

Her body hummed in the afterglow of the
countless orgasms they'd given her. She couldn't remember having so many during
the same session before, but she was certain they had easily gotten into the
double digits for a tally.

Virgil nudged against her reluctant opening.
It took a few tries and another orgasm provided by Jake, but Virgil finally
worked his way into her cramped channel. The men began to thrust ever so slowly
until Virgil finally had his cock seated to capacity inside her.

Kayla gasped and couldn't close her mouth for
anything. Cries of distress poured from her at the intense pain that burned in
her pussy as their intimidating erections stretched and filled her. The nerves
snapped to attention as they danced with life with each gentle thrust of their
penises. It felt like Virgil did most of the thrusting and with more vigor
while Jake screwed into her gently, watching her face for signs of alarm.

Keith got near her face and wiggled his
eyebrows devilishly. “Are you ready for me to shove my dick up your ass, baby?”

“Oh God!”
She involuntarily clenched her pussy,
wailing at the hot male flesh packed inside her.

Jake and Virgil groaned loudly at the suction
on their cocks.

“I'll go easy on you,” Keith reassured her
with a light rub on her shoulder and a brief peck on her head.

“This is your idea of easy?” she shrieked,
grinning when they laughed.

“You're onto us, huh?” Keith teased. “
Virg
, I think you're
gonna
have
to be standing for this unless you want my ass in your face.”

“Not really,” Virgil replied. “Scoot down,
honey.”

Kayla and Jake maneuvered with difficulty
down toward foot of the bed, making all three of them grunt and moan in pain as
they inched toward the edge. She cringed with discomfort when Virgil did his
best to stand without causing too much of a stir.

“How is that?” he asked.

“Looks about right,” Keith decided. “Travis,
you fine with being in her mouth?”

Travis chuckled. “Now you ask. Yeah, that's
fine by me.”

Kayla sighed when he played with her hair.

“You look so damned good,
darlin
',”
Travis crooned, planting a kiss on her head. “You look wonderful all naked and
surrounded by the men who love you. You're even more beautiful with our cocks
shoved up you.”

She smiled and delivered a sweet kiss to his
lips. “Thank you. I actually feel beautiful right now.”

Jake ran his hands up and down her arms with
smooth, even strokes. “Good. You should always feel beautiful. You're
breathtaking. That's what we've been trying to tell you.”

Keith mounted her. “Virgil, you might want to
turn your head. My ass needs to head your way while I penetrate her.”

“Thanks for the warning.”

She became aware of the mirror on the far
wall and watched in fascination as Jake held open her butt cheeks for his
brother. Keith's body brushed against Virgil while he wiggled his dick into her
crack. Virgil wrinkled his nose, but he remained patient with the ass in his
face, looking pleased as it gradually moved away from him as Keith inched his
way with difficulty into Kayla's asshole.

“
Ow
!”

“Too much?”

“No. I'm okay.”

His insidious slide into her forbidden hole
was made all the more painful by the two cocks stuffing her pussy and the
reluctance of her screaming sphincter muscles. The feel of her holes stretching
to the point of suffering scared her a little. Would she have gaping entrances
when they were done with her? She hoped not. The vicious burn consumed her and
chased away every other thought. Only the knowledge of four men stayed with her
through the maddening hell.

“Oh God, why do you hate me?” she ground out,
screaming a little when his dick cleared her angry anal ring. Her rectum was
more open to the idea of this unconventional penetration, but the other two
erections on the opposing side squished the membrane separating her holes
against Keith's fat dick, making his gradual advance challenging.

Keith stopped moving and massaged her
shoulders. “You okay?”

Kayla smiled, body trembling as she nodded.
“Yes, Sir, go ahead.”

“Let us know if it's too much,” Virgil said.

“I will.”

“You're not tensing back here, are you?”
Keith asked.

“No, Sir, but I'll try to relax more.”

“Do that. With those other two dicks in front
it's hard to tell if you're squeezing or easing.”

“This is me squeezing, Sir.” She grinned,
biting her lip when all the men let out impassioned outcries that sounded like
they were being tortured.

Travis chortled and lightly kissed her cheek.
“Always the feisty one, aren't you, cricket?”

“Yes, Sir.”

“Breathe, Kayla,” Keith murmured.

She took a deep breath and then released the
air in her lungs, trying not to choke on it when he drove his cock forward
until his scrotum rested against her ass. Her bowels swallowed his penis
readily, but both holes yelled obscenities at the hot bastards stretching and
filling her more than she ever thought possible.
 

It felt like Keith got into a crouching
position, and he scrunched his legs up close to the front of himself to keep
from getting in Virgil's way as best as he could. It couldn’t be comfortable
for Keith, though the pressure of the cramped space probably felt
good
on his cock as the friction from the two erections
rubbing against him from the other side probably would.

Virgil probably had a bird's-eye view of
Keith's ass, but they all seemed too enthralled with the fantasy to complain
about the close proximity of the other men. Keith channeled his weight through
his bent legs to support himself and keep from bearing down on her and
squishing her.

Travis drew nearer, fisting his cock in his
hand. “Are you ready for me,
darlin
'?”

“I'm not sure,” Kayla said shakily. She
swallowed down her anxiety and put on her big girl panties as Master Hugh had
often instructed her to do.

Travis came up on his knees at an angle near
Jake's head. He wasn't really in front of her or to the side, but somewhere in
between.

“Just suck me shallow if you have to.”

“Yes, Sir.”

“Good girl.”

He slid in easily when she opened her mouth
for him.

“Everybody ready?”
Keith asked, sounding like he'd blow.

They all made noises of agreement. Then
Kayla's world came crumbling down around her when they all started to move. It
was too much. Too much pain or pleasure she didn't know, only that the sensations
of both were intense. Their hot, manly touches made her shiver violently. The
steady thrusts of their cocks overwhelmed her as they drilled into her.

She tried to focus on giving Travis a good
blow job, but the intensity bombarding every one of her senses proved
incredibly distracting. Still, she seemed to be doing all right if his horny
sounds were any indication.

Keith
pistoned
into
her vulnerable ass, making it burn with each stroke that stretched and owned
her.

Jake and Virgil fucked into her sopping cunt,
whether in time with one another or at different moments, she couldn't tell.
There were too many cocks and too many feelings and sensations to compute at
once.

Her body burned and sweated against the
masculine bodies smoldering against her and holding her in place for their
dirty will. Her pussy felt like it was on fire as euphoric energy filled her
veins, and the urge to pee overwhelmed her. It was just her G-spot, but good
lord, they would do her in for sure.

It was the first time in her life with them
that she silently pleaded not to come. Then troublemaker Jake reached under her
and fumbled to get his finger to her hidden clit. Oh God, how could she
withstand an orgasm now when they were already killing her with pleasure-pain?

Their sounds were intoxicating. Her cowboys
sounded as tortured with ecstasy as she was. The exotic scents that filled her
nose intrigued and inflamed her with lust. She smelled each of their colognes
and faintly smelled her own perfume. Arousal dominated the other aromas with
its heady spell. The scent of deodorant at work came through with a hint of
sweat, but it didn't turn her off. It was primal, masculine. She felt herself
perspiring all over as well, and they seemed as driven mad by her body's
primitive response as she was by theirs.

Sex changed everything. It could turn pain
into pleasure and make the stench of sweat suddenly addictive. Her screams and
their tormented cries weren't the cause for alarm that they would have been
outside this room. They served as kindling for the inferno consuming them all.

Her G-spot burned with unbearable pressure,
but she made a conscious decision not to fight them or the soul-devouring
nirvana they subjected her to. She would come, and there was nothing she could
do to stop it. The pressure became bearable, but the sweet spot in her channel
scalded her as Virgil and Jake pounded her with their erections. They weren't
being rough, but it didn't matter. Her cunt screamed “you bastards” at the
excruciating stretching and then “I love you” at the carnal fire smoking from
within the walls they ravaged.

The addictive scent of Travis's lust
smothered her, but she loved it, doing her best to fellate him well.

Jake's finger pushed her blood-filled clit
over the edge of sanity just as the flames on her G-spot consumed her. Oh God,
she was having both types of orgasm at once. God save her. How would she
survive this?

She screamed bloody murder on Travis's cock.
He hollered at the fierce way she clamped on him and probably sent a buzzing
sensation up his swollen penis.

Her beaten ass locked onto Keith's dick,
making him yell and swear like a madman as he grunted his elation.

Her pussy sucked both Jake’s and Virgil's
erections like a black hole, causing them to roar at the unbelievable pressure.
Feeling her holes contract around all those cocks at once was an unknown
sensation that couldn't be identified. Was it pain or pleasure, both perhaps,
or something else entirely?

Liquid rushed from her, somehow managing to
trickle from her cunt despite the two man-made obstacles in the way. Storms of
rapture and delirium overtook her as the electric hot and cold sensations made
her body quake and her womb shudder.

Her screams sounded hysterical and the men
like victims and sailors at once as they bellowed and cussed while they came.
They all came hard. Both Jake and Virgil ejaculated into her aching pussy,
searing her with
their cum
.

Keith erupted in her ass, bathing her sore
bowels with his scalding semen. He pressed hard on her shoulders, and his knees
knocked against her arms.

Kayla gagged a bit when Travis's cum shot
from his slit. She’d been too distracted to anticipate its hot, creamy arrival,
but she swallowed it down and licked him clean. She couldn't breathe or think.
Her body was racked with tremors, and her cunt pulsed and oozed in the
aftermath.

Her men lingered in her body, panting hard
with exertion. They didn't walk off afterward and abandon her like the users
and jerks in her past. Her cowboy soul mates stayed with her, filling her body
with their organs and touching her all over with loving, reassuring strokes,
letting her know that they worshiped and adored her.

In between the soft words of endearment came
a lot of hard breathing and muttered cuss words. She couldn't blame them. Her
heart was in awe of her lovers while her body throbbed and burned with
knowledge of them and about half a dozen curse words.

Even the afterglow had her body humming with
awareness and gave her the feeling of floating in a dreamlike state. They were
the loves of her life. The only one missing was Master Hugh. She'd give
anything to share her life with him as well.

“Well, that's not a sight an uncle wants to
see.”

They all jumped, and the men disengaged,
everyone disentangling limbs as they turned to see Hugh Langley standing there.

“How the hell did you get in here so
quietly?” Jake demanded.

“I'm trained. You boys skedaddle and give me
a moment with Kayla.”

The men dressed and then filed out of the
room. Virgil closed the door behind them, tossing a flirtatious wink at Kayla on
his way out.

She smiled, turning her attention to Hugh.
The thought of him walking in on her and seeing them all like that embarrassed
the hell out of her. Crappers, what must he think of her? She didn't know
whether he intended to talk with her or sleep with her. It didn't matter,
though. Either way, her answer was yes.

He studied her for a moment in heavy silence.
“What are you doing?”