My eyes were wide as saucers. I could feel Robert’s cock throb inside me when he saw his wife kneel behind me, naked and imposing with a shiny red rubber cock standing out from her pelvis that was held there by thin, black leather straps. Some kind of black rubber ball with a pointy tip was in her hand. “You’re…” I tried talking, but I had to clear my throat and start again. “You want to stick that… up…” I didn’t need to finish my question. Her wide smile and slow nod confirmed it. “I promised you we’d take care of all your orifices. There’s only one left now.” “It’s huge!” I protested, but I already felt the feverish urge return and make my skin tingle. “Not bigger than Robert’s cock. In fact, it’s nearly the same size.” “I’ve never…” I breathed hard. “I mean, besides the, uhm, enema…” My cheeks burst into flame, and Clare rewarded me with a throaty laugh. “God,” she chuckled, “you’re so cute. Don’t ever lose that shyness. I promise you will love it, Diddly.” Her hand stroked my bum cheek and made my breath flutter. “It’s going to be just the thing a little slut like you craves.” “Look at me.” Robert’s big hand cupped my cheek and softly pushed my head around so I was facing forward again. “Trust us.” I took a few deep breaths. “Okay.” Lydia joined us on the bed, kneeling on the edge behind Robert and holding her camera above us so that, at least I guessed, she could film our faces as well as what Clare was doing. Something cool pressed against my bum hole and made me gasp. I clenched it involuntarily, but then a loud crack sounded and heat shot through my right buttock. I yelped, and I immediately did so again when the cool touch slid inside me. “Lube,” Clare commented, and the moment she did, I recognized the feeling of slick moisture spreading inside me for what it was. She slowly pulled it back out, and it felt funny and intimate. Then her hand began to roam up and down in my crack, spreading the gel all around my pucker, making me gasp each time a tip of a finger touched my crinkled hole. “Oh my,” I moaned, “that feels nice!” “What, this?” The question was followed up with a finger pressing down right in the middle of my ring of muscle, slowly parting it and slipping inside me, warm and bumpy almanbahis and forbidden. “Shit, yes!” I groaned. She slowly began to finger-fuck my bum, something so far outside anything I had ever dreamed about, and something incredibly delicious and naughty. I started to wiggle my hips, as good as being speared on Robert’s massive cock allowed me, in time with her penetrations. Robert’s soft moan showed me that the small motions felt good to him too, and I gyrated my pussy around his manhood. Another finger joined the first one, spreading me wider back there. There was a small twinge of discomfort when it entered me, a short clenching of my muscle ring that made my breath hitch, but then she was in to her knuckles and wiggled her fingers in my bum. My moans started again and rose in pitch when she started her pistoning motion again, first slowly, but quickly picking up pace. My pussy throbbed with need. “Three,” she whispered, and my nipples and pussy tightened in forbidden anticipation. Another finger, and my tiny pucker was stretched wide, twitching and clenching around her digits. I couldn’t help but groan at the intense, slightly painful intrusion. “Does it hurt?” Clare inquired. “Yes. Shit. Don’t stop!” The fingers were pulled out, leaving me with an empty feeling, and I whimpered in frustration. “Don’t stop, what?” Clare teased behind me. “Please don’t stop, Ma’am!” Thank god, they were back, spearing my bum with a single, hard thrust, drawing a cheerful, pained moan from my lips. She pushed her fingers inside me hard. My breath started to fly and my whole body trembled with each invasion. My pucker tried in vain to grab her fingers, the sensation so dirty and exhilarating, but it quickly gave up its battle. And then I felt the fingers withdraw once more and the cool rubber pressed against my backdoor, smooth and huge. “Here it comes!” Clare announced. Robert’s hands cupped my cheeks and held my head straight, his eyes just inches from mine and looking into the depth of my mind, while his wife’s artificial cock pushed inside me. I moaned. I gasped. My breath hitched and choked. “You’re doing great,” he whispered, and my skin burst aflame with need. The smooth rubber slid deeper and deeper almanbahis yeni giriş and filled my insides in a way that I couldn’t begin to put words to. I felt it press against the thin barrier that separated it from Robert’s cock in my pussy, felt the two intruders rub against each other, and Robert moaned together with me. “Deeper,” I urged breathlessly, “please, shove it in all the way.” God, it was incredible. “Naughty slut!” Clare admonished me, her voice raw and needy, but she complied nonetheless, and my eyes widened and I had to hold my breath when the last few inches of rubber sunk into me until her pelvis touched my buttocks. “Fuck me!” Yes, this was something I had been longing for without even knowing about it. Being filled to the brim, being taken and teased with incredible intensity. Clare’s hips started to grind back and forth, only millimeters at first, but each thrust getting a bit longer. Unbelievable sensations shot through my lower body, both from my pussy and from my bum hole, making me tremble and clench my jaw with their intensity. Her thrusts grew steadily harder, and soon my bum was pushed forward each time her rubber cock bottomed out inside me, lifting me slightly and pulling out Robert’s cock a few inches, only for her to pull me back and make my pussy slide down on it all the way again. My bum and pussy were alternatingly filled with their huge cocks, and while being fucked by Robert had been glorious, the intensity I experienced now was quadrupled. Beads of sweat appeared on my forehead and my moans became one single, long, hitching groan of gibberish jubilation. Their own moans joined mine, and the air was filled with our expressions of pleasure, with slapping and squashing sounds, deliciously naughty and uninhibited. Heat built up between my legs and turned it into a volcano of desire. My skin burned with excitement. My nipples throbbed and screamed with pleasure each time they brushed over Robert’s hairy chest, and I quickly approached the peak of arousal. Somehow, Clare managed to slip one slippery hand between me and her husband and rubbed my clit, while, at exactly the same time, Robert’s mouth captured my lips and his tongue conquered my own mouth almanbahis giriş with greedy determination. I came, hard, almost starting to cry from the intensity with which the waves of pleasure crashed down over me, shouting my release, writhing and shaking, sandwiched between them. And they kept pounding, not giving me a moment of respite. I wanted to ask them to stop and give my over-sensitive pussy a pause, but the urge faded as quickly as it had come, and then I was flying yet higher. The sounds of pleasure from my throat were just short, bell-like whimpers. Blood rushed in my ears and my heart beat a drum roll. I came again, shaking and trembling and sobbing with pleasure. And again, just a little later. Suddenly, Robert’s hands shot down to my hips and pushed me forcefully against his groin, holding me there, and his cock throbbed in waves inside me. He spurted his come into my pussy with loud grunts, his head thrown back and pure bliss on his face. I covered the soft part of his neck with kisses, delighted at the knowledge how much pleasure I could give him. Clare held her motion too, and I felt her hands softly caress my buttocks while she slowly extracted the rubber cock. I gasped when I felt cool air touch my insides. “Don’t worry,” she giggled, instantly recognizing my moment of unease, “it’ll close soon enough. But right now,” she whispered throatily and ran a fingertip around the insides of my distended bumhole, “I can see all the way inside you, little slut.” Goosebumps, again. “Can you say it again, please?” Damn butterflies in my tummy. “What?” She giggled. “Dirty little slut? Depraved little thing? My naughty bum-fuck?” “God, yes,” I moaned, shivering deliciously. Robert was slowly getting back his breath, and he smiled softly at me. “You’re really something else, little one.” * * * * * After granting me a bit of snuggling time on his chest, Robert helped me climb down and lie next to him, as my knees were little more than pudding. He ran a hand through my hair, and it almost made me purr. He chuckled. “Would you do something for me?” “Whatever you want,” I replied with fervor, still giddy and relaxed from the wonderful fucking we had had, “Sir!” “There’s some cleanup to do,” he explained, nodding towards his cock, then looking at me expectantly, one eyebrow raised. How could I resist such an invitation? I wiggled over so my head was in his lap and took the now limp cock into my mouth with a small shiver of naughty delight.