Hanging With The Girls (Patreon)

And here we have the promised but delayed story! All fourteen thousand words of it lol. I hope you guys are in the mood for some protracted futa goodness because there's a lot to enjoy here! Fingers crossed it was worth the wait!

As her high end Escalade rolled to a stop outside the prestigious private school her children had been attending since the family moved to Los Angeles ten years prior Theresa Hatfield couldn't help but smile. Everything in her life was and had been wonderful for nearly fifteen years and it seemed to only ever get better. There wasn't a single facet of her life she wasn't grateful for in some way and the three biggest sources of her contentment were climbing out of the car as soon as it came to a stop. Her oldest child and only son slid out of the passenger seat after muttering a quick goodbye to distance himself from her as quickly as he could. Something that might have hurt her feelings had the two of them not been so close whenever his friends or other kids from school weren't involved. She could hardly expect teenagers to show that kind of 'weakness' and as fourteen year old just starting high school he had to be as cool as possible. Her twin daughters had no issue saying their goodbyes as loudly and as joyfully as possible, both of them climbing from the back seat onto the center console to give their mother a kiss like always. Thankfully she'd managed to convince them to do so one at a time and the chaos that usually ensued was avoided. But as happy as they were to show affection they were even happier to join their own friends in the elementary school part of the campus. Theresa watched all three of her babies disappear, feeling the usual pangs of sadness at their parting as she pulled away. And a little bit of pride as she looked in the rear view mirror and saw a fleet of nannies and other childcare workers dropping off children behind her.

Because unlike the other stay at home mothers who were content to hand off their kids like unwanted gifts she was more than happy to be in her children's lives as much as humanly possibly. Though she tried not to be too prideful or smug about it. Most of the time. Once her children had been dropped off she could conduct the second part of her daily ritual: fixing her mascara and any other issues that might've arisen from her makeup after the teary eyed experience of watching her babies leave. Her husband always teased her about how silly it was to apply it all before they were at school but Theresa never listened to him. Or perhaps more accurately she refused to give him the satisfaction of knowing he was right. Instead she retrieved a handy little makeup kit from her purse and went about fixing the minor issues that'd arisen. As well as touching up anything she missed earlier that morning. She had a very important appointment to keep in the city and showing up looking any kind of out of sorts just wasn't acceptable to her. Thankfully she'd managed to retrain herself enough to avoid any major issues and sorting out the problems her rampant emotions had caused was easy enough. Although she did spend the entire time thinking about what her husband was always saying and trying to come up with some sort of justification beyond her putting on makeup at the start of the day being a routine she was too lazy to break out of. Just as she was finishing up the final touches her phone started to ring and a quick look at the screen at the center of her dashboard revealed it was none other than her man calling, no doubt with some glib remark about what she was doing before he asked after her plans for the day since he'd been gone when she woke up.

Tapping the screen to accept the call and immediately speaking first in an attempt to cut off whatever smartass remark he had queued up Theresa said, “Good morning honey! I missed you this morning . . .”

“I missed you too!” He replied, the smile on his handsome face evident by his tone, “But I'm sure you didn't miss putting on your makeup huh?”

“As a matter of fact I did.” She retorted, her own smile just about reaching her ears, “I'm already on the freeway heading for downtown as we speak!”

“Oh is that right?”

“Mmhmmm!”

Bryce laughed and she could picture him leaning back in his chair and running his hands through the dark brown locks she loved to hold on to during sex as he said, “I guess you finally decided to take my advice then!”

“What advice?” Theresa coyly responded, “I don't remember you giving me any advice.”

“Of course not. That would mean admitting you're wrong.”

“Which I never am.”

“Which you never are.”

The two of them shared a laugh and she quickly put away her makeup while her husband was distracted by amusement, “So was it Macmillan or Wade that called you in early this time?”

“Both if you can believe it. Apparently we needed to go over the transcripts again.”

“That's a good thing right?”

“Absolutely. I'm so close to partner I can already smell the champagne!”

“They should've made you partner four years ago when you saved their asses and that class action suit at the same time.”

“Yeah but better late than never.”

“I suppose.”

He laughed again and asked, “What about you babe? You've got your own big meeting to attend today, unless I'm mixing up the dates again.”

“You're not mixing anything up. I'm heading into the city right now to meet with all of them.”

“Uh huh. So what're you wearing?”

“Well I thought I'd go with—”

“Just start a video call. I wanna see that sexy body of yours for myself!”

“You didn't get enough last night?”

“Do you even have to ask?”

“No I don't.” Theresa replied in a husky voice. “Let me just pull off the freeway and get my phone.”

“Yeah, I wouldn't want you getting into a car accident.” Bryce said in a voice tinged with amusement.

Fully aware that he'd seen through her charade she nonetheless made him wait about twenty or thirty seconds before grabbing her phone, activating the video call, and holding it out and above herself like she was about to take a selfie, “What do you think?”

Despite knowing full well how her husband would respond it was still a delight to see his square jawed face light up and watch his dark green eyes sparkle as he drank in the sight of his wife looking nothing short of spectacular. She'd tied her naturally wavy, platinum blonde hair into an elegant but that left a few seemingly errant strands to fall across her forehead and draw attention to her freshly plucked, jet black eyebrows. A thin line of mascara framed her icy blue eyes while a nice coating of blush enhanced her prominent cheekbones even more. A brilliant shade of striking crimson lipstick coated her plump, pouty lips while a little foundation had been applied to the contours of her almost delicate jawline to really draw attention to the subtle plumpness that gave her face such a warm and almost understated allure. Though not quite as made up as her face the rest of her body looked nonetheless incredible when she slowly tilted her phone downwards to show off the rest of her ensemble. Around her and across her collarbone sat a string of pearls Bryce had given her several years prior, their shimmering ivory color accentuating the subtle tan she'd built up over the summer. And contrasting with the deep black of her curves hugging midi dress. It was perfectly tailored to hang just past her shoulders and leave them completely exposed while naturally drawing the eye down her neckline and towards the teasing hint of cleavage that was made all the more sumptuous by the sheer size of her downright enormous breasts and the way they were quite coyly hidden by the flowing contours of her outfit. In much the same way her arms were covered all the way to the wrist by loose, almost billowing fabric. Of course the moment it reached her wide, womanly hips it tightened like a belt before curving outwards to accommodate the ample width of her equally impressive rump and thighs. The hem of her dress stopped just after her knees to leave her soft calves bare and show off how well they popped in the heels she'd picked for the occasion.

There was a time when Theresa had worked like hell to lose the weight she'd gained after her first pregnancy to try and return to how she'd looked before. To the much more slender and svelte model fit woman her husband had married. But when she got pregnant again and learned she was having twins that goal had been thrown out the window. Instead she leaned in hard to her new body, accepting all the curves and plumpness that came with both age and childbearing. Letting go of her old self had been a lot harder than she expected but the results were worth it. As Bryce and damn near everyone else could attest. Rather than trying to get rid of her 'dump truck' ass she merely slimmed it down and made sure it had a nice tone through plenty of squats. In lieu of attempting to do anything about her gigantic, milk laden breasts and the multiple bra sizes she'd gained through pregnancy she deliberately changed her diet and workout routine to make the rest of her body match the fantastic new proportions she'd gained over the years. Even the slight belly she could never quite get rid of had become yet another face of her womanly charm. At least that's how she felt about it and that's all that really mattered in the end. But it didn't hurt that her husband and, from what he'd told her, all of his work friends thought the same. Of course that was more of an ego boost than anything else. Just like showing herself off to him in the car and watching him almost literally salivate as he saw her despite the two of them having a hot, sweaty night of passion less than twelve hours prior.

“Holy shit you look amazing!” He exclaimed. “God I wish my firm wasn't in the opposite direction of your meeting.”

“Yeah?” She teasingly asked him as she moved the phone to show herself off a bit more and bask in her husband's adoration, “You want another mid morning quickie in the janitor's closet?”

“Or the bathroom.” Bryce laughed. “Hell looking like that I'd fuck you on Macmillan's desk while he was sitting at it!”

“Oh I bet he'd make you partner on the spot!”

“Maybe he would . . . how important is that meeting you've got?”

“I'm not gonna be late!” Theresa giggled. “As much as I'd like to be . . .”

“Is that right?”

Watching her husband slowly lean back in his chair and teasingly reveal more and more of his athletic body until she caught a glimpse of his cock bulge she couldn't help but bite her lip. “Don't try to seduce me! I told them I'd be there by eleven and I always keep my appointments.”

“Are you sure?” He asked as he moved the camera closer to his dick and it throbbed mightily against his slacks. “There's nothing I can do to change your mind?'

“Nothing at all!” She lied. Her panties were already getting damp and she knew as well as he did there were about a hundred ways he could convince her if he wanted to. But he didn't. Or rather Bryce liked knowing he'd turned her on and gotten her good and horny while she was out and about. “Don't you have work to do?!”

“I suppose.” The camera view returned to his face and he gave a roguish smile, “But tonight after the kids are asleep I'm gonna do all kinds of weird shit to you.”

“Likewise.” Theresa promised. “Now hurry up and get back to work before those two morons come in and find you wasting all your time with me!”

“Yes dear.” Bryce grinned. “I love you.”

“I love you too sweetheart.”

She gave him a warm smile as the video ended and continued to grin like a bubbly teenager who'd just finished chatting with her crush. It was hard not to feel that way after almost fifteen years of blissful marriage to a man that was, in all respects, her soul mate. Part of her wanted to retch at how cheesy and and saccharine that sort of thinking was but she really didn't have any better way to describe it. He was her soul mate and she knew without a doubt that she was his. The urge to pay him a surprise visit once she was in the city was nearly overpowering and it was only a deep seated need to be punctual that kept her from indulging in her baser urges. That and the knowledge that teasing him a little bit would only lead to downright explosive sex when they reunited later in the evening. Just thinking about the many creative ways her man would make up for their time apart sent shivers down her spine. She pulled onto the road once more with a gradually spreading wet spot on the front of her panties. If she wasn't careful it might even soak through her clothes. It certainly wouldn't be the first time that sort of thing happened because of her husband. But as she pulled onto the freeway all the stresses of Los Angeles traffic rather quickly put sex at the back of her mind. Things were just busy enough to be moving at a reasonably steady pace but just slow enough to be absolutely infuriating for anyone that had somewhere to be or an appointment to keep. Which, if the number of lunatics cutting her off and generally driving like animals was any indication, seemed to be a lot. Luckily she always had a sort of fallback happy place thinking about sex with her husband. Or even just spending time with her family as a whole. Although because of her dirty mind even the relatively innocent fantasies about watching television and playing games turned into perverted hijinks rather quickly. After all of her children had left and she was alone in a big house with the deviant that was her man. That also helped pass the time during a long and boring drive into the main part of L.A.

Once she arrived in the city proper and dealt with the insanity that was west coast driving Theresa had a far easier time keeping her mind occupied. Mostly because she had to avoid a dozen car accidents at every intersection and keep focusing on a hundred different variables as she tried to navigate through the absolute madhouse someone had named Los Angeles. Add to that the fact that she was running a bit late because of her husband and the traffic, though she'd definitely blame the former if asked by anyone she knew, and you had a recipe for exactly the kind of stress she usually got to avoid in her day to day life. Something that made her all the more grateful for what she had while at the same time sending an endless barrage of annoyance, road rage, and general frustration through her body. Had she not been looking forward to her appointment as much as she was Theresa might've questioned whether or not it was actually worth the hassle to drive not only from the fantastic little suburb she lived in but through one of the worst cities in the world, with regards to traffic, and then into the seedier parts of downtown where it felt like she could be attacked at any moment. Doing so in a gas guzzling monster of a vehicle didn't seem very smart either but with a confidence many would call insane she left the populated and slightly less dangerous section of the city all the sane people and most tourists stayed in to travel deeper into the underbelly of L.A. To the sort of places usually featured on crime dramas as both the spots all manner of criminals hang out as well as where bodies were usually found at the start of an episode. The type of place her friends and peers would never venture in a million years. All without the slightest bit of concern for where she was, who she was, what she was driving, and just how much a woman like her stood out among the people around her. Because she didn't have any reason to worry. As far as she was concerned that area was every bit as safe as the one she lived in.

Because as everyone well knew the Ninth Street Queens ran the entire area and had been running it for damn near twenty years virtually unchallenged. What they didn't outright own they were in charge of and even what they weren't known to be in charge of anyone with common sense could assume they had a hand in. As was often the case with large organizations like theirs they even held a good deal of political sway, though not in any direct sense given the criminality of their operations. They were easily the largest, most ruthless, and well equipped gang in the entirety of southern California and their power was made all the more remarkable by their numbers being comprised entirely of women. As her car rolled down a pothole riddled street and she looked at the slew of tenement housing to her left and saw no small amount of Ninth Street Queens lounging outside. Theresa immediately grinned as she noticed them noticing her and saw each and every woman perk up as she passed. No matter how many times she visited there was an undeniable ego boost that accompanied so many women being genuinely eager to see her. Hell most seemed outright happy in ways you didn't usually expect from heavily tattooed and downright intimidating gang members. When an almost frighteningly scary looking Asian woman jumped to her feet like a kid on Christmas morning, smacked her Latina companion on the shoulder to wake her up, and both of them darted inside to no doubt collect more of their friends it was impossible not to feel a rush of confidence. As well as affection. But her gaze was soon pulled away from them as she finally arrived at a break in the endless chain link fence surrounding the factories and warehouses on the left side of the street. She pulled into the drive way and weaved her way past a myriad of cars, some barely functional and others so souped up they cost more than hers, to part right near the entrance of a seemingly defunct auto parts manufacturer.

The moment she stepped out of her car Theresa was greeted by several different women, some inside, some outside, but all of them genuinely glad to see her. She waved at each of them and flashed a bright, genuine grin as she did so. Approaching the side door that everyone used to enter the 'clubhouse' as she liked to call it she barely had a chance to lift up a hand to knock before it swung open and she was met by the always impressive sight of the gang's leader Eshe. Well over six feet tall with gorgeously dark skin and the tight, muscular curves of an athletic supermodel she was the definition of fiercely beautiful and even at a glance one could tell how she'd been able to lead her crew to the position they'd enjoyed for so long. But the wide, pearly white grin spread across her dusky features and the way it seemed to extend to her deep brown eyes thoroughly destroyed any sort of intimidation her appearance might've had. Although after the previous appointments Theresa wasn't the least bit afraid of her companion, she was however delighted to see her again and the two women embraced without a second thought. Never was the difference in their height more apparent than when they hugged and she found her head nestled against Eshe's modestly sized and incredibly perky breasts in a way that almost demanded she rub her face against them. But she resisted the urge, despite her friend wearing nothing but a tank top and the unmistakable softness of her bosom being so abundantly tempting, and they broke apart after a little while. Theresa spent a moment eyeing up her friend while she did the same to her and unsurprisingly when both of them were done they were just as impressed by one another as always. Maybe even a bit more so because of how long it'd been since their last meeting. Eshe was of course enamored with her companion's beauty and how effortlessly she rocked her outfit while her counterpart was busy drinking in the raw, feminine power of her friend. Nobody had ever looked better in a while tank top and baggy blue jeans!

“I love the braids!” She said as their eyes locked after they'd finished admiring one another, “When did you have that done?”

“A few days ago.” Eshe replied. “I felt like doin somethin a little different.”

“Well it looks amazing! But then again, you always do.”

They grinned at one another and the gang leader soon responded with, “Speakin of amazin!” As she gestured at Theresa, “You look fuckin incredible babe!”

“Thank you!” She blushed. “I thought I'd go the extra mile today.”

“It looks like you went a lot further than a mile girl!”

Continuing to blush and look bashful despite how much she basked in those compliments, from her husband or her girlfriend, Theresa glanced away from Eshe to see several other gang members nodding in agreement nearby, “Thank you . . .” She said in a much more husky voice, “That means a lot coming for you ladies.”

Just about every woman nearby immediately paid her more compliments as the intoxicating quality of her bashfulness washed over them. But they were quickly cut off when Eshe stepped aside to let their friend in. The rest of the crew standing outside quickly followed with more slowly filtering in as word spread and everyone nearby made their way over. Once inside Theresa took a moment to admire what had, in some ways, become her home away from home. Pretty much all the machinery that belonged in a place like that had been cleared away, most of it sold off, to be replaced with an assortment of chairs, couches, tables, television sets, pool tables, refrigerators, and pretty much anything else a gang could want in their hangout. Including a few newer items that hadn't been present the last time she'd stopped by for an appointment, the most noticeable of which immediately caught her attention and put a smile on her face. Almost directly in front of the door she'd just entered was a surprisingly well furnished and unsurprisingly well laid out area complete with a large bed at the center, large throw pillows all across the top, soft blue sheets covering the mattress, several lights placed nearby to bathe the whole place in a wonderfully soft glow, and a camera sat upon a tripod pointing directly at the bed itself. Immediately excited and charmed by what she was seeing Theresa approached it without any hesitation while Eshe followed behind her and the rest of the crew watched. Although nearly all of them were more focused on their companion's fat ass shifting with each step beneath her dress instead of the expressions on her admittedly beautiful face. As soon as she reached the camera, and consequently the edge of the little nook that'd been built for her, Theresa gave it an amused look and turned around to smile at her quite pleased girlfriend.

“Did my husband have a hand in all this?”

“A little bit.” Eshe laughed. “He picked out the sheets and pillows, we picked out everythin else. But he definitely knows about it.”

“Good.” Theresa cooed. “I'm sure he's eager to see it all put to good use.”

“I think we all are.”

“Oh really?” She smiled at her towering African lover, her eyes slowly drifting down her face and over her tall shapely body to stop at her groin. Stepping forward and giggling as she pressed both hands against the cock hidden beneath those baggy jeans and said, “It doesn't feel like you're very eager to see me on that bed . . .”

“Give it a second,” Eshe told her as she wrapped her long arms around Theresa's body and pulled her in close. Theresa bit her lip and smiled lasciviously at the beauty she was pressed against. She tried to stand up and give her lover the deep, passionate kiss that always started off their 'meetings' but found herself cut off for the first time ever. “Not so fast Mrs. Hatfield.” Her lover teased, “We're ain't standin in the right place for that.”

Momentarily confused Theresa looked at Eshe like she was crazy but swiftly realized what her friend was getting at. Looking at the inexpensive camera beside them she nodded and said, “You're absolutely right. How silly of me!”

The two of them pulled way from one another and walked around either side of the camera to stand in front of the bed with identical smiles. Their lips reunited and Theresa's hands wasted no time returning to her partner's cock while Eshe immediately responded by grabbing her lover's plump ass. Passionate moans and breathy whimpers spilled from their mouths while the increasingly loud sound of smacking lips soon joined the cacophony. It didn't take long for both of them to start grinding against one another as pleasure surged through their bodies. And as arousal took them over little by little their movements quickly grew to match the lust consuming their senses. Within a minute Theresa had lifted one foot off the ground to wrap it around her companion's thigh and calf while throwing her hands around the broad shoulders of her African Queen. Although she didn't want to stop fondling the fat, throbbing dick that would soon be making it's acquaintance with her cunt she had to give up rubbing it with her hands in favor of doing so with her barely covered pussy instead. Eshe had already lifted the hem of her dress a good few inches during her groping and the moment she'd raised her leg it was all but completely out of the way. Only a lacy little thong and some rather annoying denim prevented the two of them from having as much fun as they could be. Fortunately it would not take long to rectify that issue. Of course no matter how quickly that happened it could always happen faster and she wasted no time doing the one thing that all but guaranteed she'd be flat on her back with a throbbing cock inside her pussy faster than she could think about it: jumping into Eshe's muscular arms and wrapped both legs around her waist while moaning in that desperately hungry way that drove everyone wild. It didn't matter if it was her husband, a group of criminals, or a cute waiter in some out of town diner. Whenever someone heard Theresa cry out like that their brain's went into animal mode.

Sure enough Eshe let out what could only be described as a growl and turned towards the bed not three seconds after her partner's mewling plea to be fucked. The two of them fell against the surprisingly soft mattress a heart beat later, bouncing merrily across the freshly tousled sheets before coming to a stop with Theresa all but flattened underneath her towering partner. She continued to moan and gyrate like a woman possessed while her lover plunged a hand into her jeans to pull out the ten inch long, thicker than her wrist slab of meat she called a cock. And because she knew exactly who she was dealing with and what she loved Eshe let her throbbing shaft fall against Theresa's almost naked slit with a meaty slap while she freed her balls, each one the size of her companion's fist, and let her jeans slide down her thighs and out of the way. Naturally the wildly aroused blonde slut beneath her cried out in delight at the feeling of a turgid dick colliding with her pussy, even going as far as breaking the kiss to emphasize how much she enjoyed the feeling. Of all the many wonderful things to enjoy about the arrangement she had with the Ninth Street Queens Eshe's fat cock was perhaps the second best. With the first being how skillfully the gang leader could use her dick when she wanted to. And by God did she want to as she reached down to yank the flimsy little thong covering her pussy out of the way. The very instant it was tucked between her plump vulva and equally meaty thigh her fingers close around her cock and the nicely pulsing, thoroughly precum drenched head was pushed against her quivering entrance. It's large, mushroom like shape was instantly familiar yet no less incredible because of that. In fact it was even better than the first time they'd fucked and Theresa had no qualms announcing her delight with another loud outcry.

Her voice skyrocketed in both pitch and tone as Eshe slammed every last centimeter of her cock inside her pussy in a single, well placed thrust. She collided hard with Theresa's cervix and made every inch of her body tremble from the impact. Only two people in her life could reach deep enough to hit that part of her and since Bryce was busy being productive and working hard her gang leader girlfriend had to fill the role. Unsurprisingly she too a great deal of joy in doing so. Almost as if a tight MILF pussy wrapped around her dick was an experience one might enjoy. The hungry smile that spread across her face a second or two after she buried her dick inside her lover's snatch certainly came across like she was enjoying herself. And yet Theresa couldn't quite be sure. As much as her cock throbbed and pulsed inside her there was still a little room for doubt. In an effort to assuage those concerns she dragged her nails across her partner's shoulders and begged to be fucked, begged to bred like the slut she was. Over and over again she repeated the mantra for what seemed like hours while her ankles crossed behind Eshe's buttocks and a steady trickle of arousal leaked from the depths of her slit. After what might as well have been an eternity her gorgeous partner finally started moving, slowly pulling back with a punishing lack of urgency. Centimeter by centimeter her cock retreated from Theresa's pussy and the pace at which it departed was downright maddening. And yet as crazy as it made her the slow, almost unbearable build up had a strange sort of charm. She knew what would happen soon and every second she was forced to wait built the arousal up even more. After weeks of thinking about it and an entire evening spent discussing it with her man finally getting to enjoy Eshe's fat dick was everything she could've hoped for. Or rather it would be soon. Around the time her swollen head was nearing the tight entrance to Theresa's cunt she came to a stop. As did the rest of the world.

And suddenly everything seemed to be moving too fast as she looked into the dark eyes of the woman about to destroy her cunt and saw the utter lack of remorse sparkling in them. For a moment she felt a rush of adrenaline surge through her system but it was quickly and totally erased by ecstasy a moment later when Eshe slammed herself down with all her considerable strength. Once again speared by the kind of dick most women couldn't handle in their wildest dreams Theresa squealed in pleasure and let the bliss wash over her. What few conscious thoughts she had slipped away and none of them were missed as her partner immediately pulled back a split second after her cock made contact with the firm yet quivering wall that was her cervix. Before she'd even started moaning from the pleasure of another collision much of Eshe's dick had already retreated. By the time her gasp was echoing through the warehouse her lover was poised for another unrelenting thrust. One she didn't hesitate to indulge as a smoothly increasing rhythm quickly formed. Like every other time they'd fucked she didn't waste any time building the speed and strength of her movements at a steady but unmistakable rate that left the woman she was fucking in a constant state of euphoria. As well as all of her crew watching feeling both jealous and ever so slightly inadequate. Before long they started to remember some of the specifics of their odd but mutually beneficial arrangement and those closest, or the ones fast enough to push past the others, rushed towards the bed to join in the fun. Because while their leader had claimed one hole there was still another one available for use. And if they changed positions a third would even open up, quite literally after they got started. A heavily tattooed Latina woman and a fresh out of high school Asian girl were the first to climb onto the mattress on either side of Theresa's head and as soon as they were in position they demonstrated why these meetings were held in the clubhouse in plain view of all the gang members with an open invitation for anyone to join.

Not only were the Ninth Street Queens some of the most ruthless and efficient criminals in the entire state, not only were they one of the few gangs to keep their territory in spite of growing technological advancements in law enforcement, they were also, to the last women, all gifted with whopping cocks and thick, cum laden balls. Some were certainly smaller than others but as the leading expert on every single one of their sexual habits and physical descriptions Theresa knew for certain every last member of the crew was packing at least seven inches of hot, throbbing meat just waiting to be enjoyed. And since nearly all of them enjoyed parking those fat poles inside the mouth, asshole, and pussy of ladies outside their gang her presence was quite a welcome sight. Although she'd always liked to think it was a bit more than an 'any port in the storm' situation. But even if it was there was no denying how great it was to be the personal cocksleeve and cum dumpster for so many horny and often sexually frustrated women. She was given a quite literal taste of that delight when the girls on either side of her freed their shafts and offered them up like the sumptuous treats they were. Neither could quite rival Eshe in size or girth but that didn't make them any less wonderful. Nor would it ever stop Theresa from wrapping her fingers around both their dicks and her lips around one to start with. Swallowing as much of it as she could in the position she was in while letting out a sloppy, gurgling moan the not so innocent housewife let all the drool filling her mouth spill out in a lewd display of her arousal. The woman she was sucking off happily thrusted forward as much as she could until the loud retching of her fuck toy's gag reflex joined the already noisy air. Rather than forcing herself to overcome her always annoying limitations in one go Mrs. Hatfield instead elected to pull away and give the second woman a similar experience. She was right around the same size as her companion so it wasn't the least bit difficult to gulp down about two thirds of her dick before encountering that troublesome natural barrier. Whereupon she went back to the first and repeated the cycle again.

All the while Eshe did her best to turn Theresa's cunt inside out from the sheer ferocity of her motions and the sheer size of the cock she was enjoying those motions with. Like some sort of machine she pumped and out in a constant barrage of mutual ecstasy that left both of them breathlessly moaning for more, though only one could do so properly. Every time she retreated the greedy confines of her lover's cunt would distend outwards as they tried to keep as much of that fat, black cock inside her as possible and when she slammed forward her cute little pussy was absolutely ravished by the impact. Her long suffering cervix took yet another hit and what little air had managed to find it's way into her lungs was pushed right back out again. Whether she wanted it gone or not. Her entire body lurched upwards from the force of those impacts and had it not been for the lovely dicks she was sucking on Theresa almost certainly would've ended up slamming her skull against the headboard within a minute. Because even with something to keep her little more anchored she could feel herself moving thanks to the sheer, ball slapping wildness of the woman fucking her. And as was so often the case that sort of energy quickly proved infectious. Without ever making the conscious choice to do so Theresa was shoving her throat further onto the pricks she was blowing every time one of them slid into her mouth. It didn't matter how much stomach bile exploded from her throat or how many times she was wracked by convulsions entirely separate from the ones caused by Eshe's dick. She was gonna deepthroat the women on either side of her no matter what. Both because she wanted to and because she knew full well there was quite literally a warehouse full of cocks waiting for her, many of which wanted to use her throat in much the same way as those two. So really it only made sense to get her body ready now. Like all the time she'd spent training her asshole after their first meeting nearly ripped her in half. If she could get her throat as experienced as her anus she'd truly be an unstoppable, cum guzzling whore!

Her progress was unsurprisingly fast as the motivation and encouragement that was Eshe's cock wildly abusing her cunt proved more encompassing than any other incentive she could think of. Except maybe the desire to show off to her husband just how far her cock sucking skills had come over the years and provide yet more reasons why he should be facefucking her on a nightly basis. Because while he was a great lover and definitely the man of her dreams Bryce had never been as fascinated by oral sex as she was. It'd been the only really divide in the sexual interests and Theresa was constantly trying to coax him into ruining her throat and claiming her mouth the way he had her pussy and asshole. And the way she'd claimed pretty much every other part of his body as well! The fantasy of going about her daily routine with a hoarse voice and scratchy through all because her husband had fucked her so good and for so long was an incredible turn on. One she'd only ever indulged with the Ninth Street Queens up to that point. In fact she could already feel the strain of taking their cocks affecting esophagus and once that sensation had entered her mind it provided yet another source of inspiration on par with everything else that was motivating her. And that added gusto was more than apparent as she lurched forward to gobble up whichever cock she was blowing at any given moment, the gurgle of her throat being stuffed and the sloppy noises of her trying to inhale nearly matching the wet slap of the cock and balls ruining her tight pussy. Of course no matter how loud she was she could never quite match the groans, gasps, panting, moans, and general profanity of the three women around her. By themselves each one could've drowned her out and altogether the sounds of her slutty body were akin to trying to speak in the middle of a tornado. A comparison that proved even more apt than she realized as both Eshe's and her own ecstasy continued to swirl around inside them at an ever increasing rate.

Thanks to her husband's earlier teasing Theresa had been primed and ready for quite some time and she knew her lover wouldn't take very long to reach her big finale either. Barely five minutes as it turned out. Before they could even reach minute number six she was slamming into her like a crazed machine, breathlessly moaning and gritting her teeth as an orgasm fast approached. Theresa moaned in delight around the cocks she was sucking off and endeavored to work them even faster while at the same time deliberately squeezing the enormous prick ravishing her wet little pussy. She was so maddeningly close to an orgasm of her own she only needed the smallest of pushes to be sent over the edge and join her amazing girlfriend in ecstasy. Amazingly she received that push and then some as all three of the gang members currently enjoying her body acted at the same time. Without slowing down or affecting the frantic rhythm of her thrusts Eshe pressed a thumb against Theresa's swollen clit and started rubbing it in beautifully haphazard and unpredictable motions that instantly wracked her with ecstasy. The women she was taking turns blowing simultaneously reached out to tug down the front of her dress and expose the fat, jiggling tits that many a man and woman had lusted after. And the moment they were free both women grabbed her pink, puffy nipples to start pinching and teasing her sensitive buds. Yet even that managed to be more incredible than it should've been as one rolled her areola between her thumb and index finger while the other covered her tit with her entire hand groped an impressive amount of her softly jiggling flesh while keeping her nipple at the center of her palm. They even switched things up to mirror the other's movements after a few seconds, no doubt to really make sure she was sent careening over the edge into a churning sea of ecstasy. But after the stimulation to her clitoris and any attention at all paid to her sensitive breasts Theresa was going to cum no matter what. With all three of those things taking place at once she was practically hurled into an orgasm. The first of many that day.

Lurching forward as fast and violently as her body would allow Theresa swallowed one of the massive cocks she'd been sucking on, it's swollen head flying into the depths of her rapidly distending throat as her moans turned into gurgles. She cradled the sack of the lucky woman she was deepthroating while furiously jerking off the second girl as fast as her trembling digits would allow. All as her back arched high into the air and her heaving tits jiggled madly from the force of her movements. A nice deluge of arousal gushed from her pussy and the pressure of her inner walls sent it streaming down her quivering thighs and Eshe's taut body in long rivulets. Although not quite aroused enough to squirt, not yet at least, she still soaked the bed, herself, and her girlfriend in a warm cascade of sweet smelling arousal that all but demanded a reciprocal response. Thankfully that's exactly what her beautiful, black lover had for her as she unleashed a torrent of hot cum inside Theresa's cunt. Weeks of saved up jizz erupted into the depths of her pussy, flooding her womb as her battered cervix opened to accept the voluminous amount of spunk being given to her. The wet, sloppy sounds of her moans as filtered through the cock she was sucking grew as loud as they could get and nearly every inch of her body seemed to shiver at the same time. Each spurt of fresh, toe curling semen was accompanied by both both a powerful throb from the prick delivering it and a loud moan from the woman fucking her. Along with a myriad of other pleasurable signs that went almost entirely unnoticed among the maelstrom. Everything couldn't have been more perfect if they'd tried and the fact that it was only the beginning of the day made it infinitely more appealing. Enough for Theresa to be more aroused than when they'd begun after nearly thirty seconds of being pumped full of a jizz by one of the most well connected and dangerous women in the entirety of California.

Eshe's cock emerged from Theresa's cunt with a wet pop and cum bubbled from the depths of her pussy the instant that enormous dick was no longer around to keep inside her. After taking a second to admire the messy creampie she'd given her girlfriend the leader of the Ninth Street Queens slid off the bed and turned towards the rest of her crew watching nearby, “Have at her girls!” Eshe laughed, “You know what out whore likes! Just make sure you catch in on camera so her husband can see every last cumshot  and blowjob!”

More than a few of the women laughed, including Theresa herself, at those words. The moment their leader had stepped away a veritable crowd of horny, well endowed women descended on the mewling housewife just begging for their cocks. But not before the pair already enjoying her talents decided to take advantage of their momentary chance to control how and what they did with her eager and willing body. Without so much as a word to one another they pulled away from her at the exact same time with one laying down on the mattress while the other moved to kneel beside the headboard. Like a piece of meat Theresa was flipped over onto the prostrate woman next to her and although she threw her leg over her tattooed lover's waist there was little illusion of her being in charge. That much was clear as a throbbing cock was buried inside her sloppy, cum soaked pussy well before her mind had even begun to finish coming down from the high of her orgasm. Pleasure and little flashes of discomfort flooded her senses as another woman slid balls deep into her cunt without an ounce of hesitation. She might've been a good deal smaller than Eshe but considering how well endowed Eshe was that difference was hardly noticed at all. And midway through her protracted squeal Theresa's throat was stuff full of cock by the second woman on the bed. After she'd stood up and grabbed her tousled blonde hair. Moving in much the same way as her companion the second gang member didn't have any qualms at all about ramming her prick balls deep into the gullet of their favorite, and so far only, fuck toy. The wet slap of her sack against Mrs. Hatfield's chin was like a punctuation mark on the end of the sentence that'd been her brief stint at controlling what was going on. She could already feel other women climbing onto the bed around them and there was no doubt in her mind they would be just as uncompromising. In fact she knew it without a doubt!

The first woman to join them did so holding a rather massive bottle of lube in one hand and her cock in the other. With her eyes glued to the fat, round contour of Theresa's rump she lathered her dick with the slick, temperature changing fluid before pushing the tip of her cock between those plump, jiggling ass cheeks to find the well trained but nonetheless tightly puckered ring hidden between them. She had all of a split second to react to the sensation of another throbbing shaft poised to violate her body before it was pushed forward with all the grace and subtlety of a charging bull. Her quivering ring opened wide as easily as a well maintained door and the woman behind her slid forward without any issues. Only a barrage of pleasure as the tight confines of Theresa's asshole clamped down around every new inch to be pushed inside it. By the time her balls were resting against the small patch of skin separating her cunt and anus Mrs. Hatfield was beside herself with pleasure and the three women enjoying her holes were only slightly less overwhelmed. Things only continued to get better when another couple women joined the fun by climbing onto the bed and grabbing her currently unused hands. Although she was far too distracted with the tripe team spitroast going on to notice the hands around her wrist nothing in the world could've distracted her from the feeling of two fat dicks sliding between her fingers. Without a second thought she closed her trembling digits around those lovely shafts to start enthusiastically yrt haphazardly stroking them. Her movements were jerky, uncoordinated, and far from the smooth, sultry actions she was capable of but neither of the gang members had any complaints. How could they when their three companions started fucking Theresa's face, pussy, and asshole soon afterwards? The sight of her being filled by a combined two and a half feet of rock hard cock was more than enough pleasure to make up for her slightly clumsy handjobs. Especially when they knew her enthusiasm would only grow the longer she was fucked.

That fact was demonstrated inside a minute or two as the three women enjoying her cock addled holes wasted no time moving as fast and as hard as they possible could. None of them bothered to coordinate their movements with one another and the resulting frenzy was as wonderful as it was chaotic. At any given moment one or more cocks could be stuffed balls deep into her body while one or more had slid out as far as they could go. Oftentimes while one or more was actively in the process of either pulling back or slamming forward with equal amounts of enthusiasm. There was simply no rhyme or reason to how any of the women moved beyond their own gratification and the knowledge that no matter how they fucked her both Theresa and her husband would enjoy the results. And she most certainly enjoyed the results of their efforts. She slobbered all over the cock abusing her throat while frantically stroking both of the ones on either side of her head as cum and pussy juice gushed from her cunt while thick strands of lube and precum all but squirted from her asshole. Her entire body was a maelstrom of pure ecstasy thanks to the unpredictable ebb and flow of pleasure that came with being fucked and used by five well endowed women who desperately wanted to cum. As well as the knowledge, however hard it was to directly recall, that every depraved moment was being recorded for her husband to watch back later on and enjoy. That notion above all else really made her quiver in delight and strive to be as over the top and naughty as she possibly could. Not that she had much say in the matter while her pussy, ass, and throat getting violated so efficiently. Even the movements of her hands across the cocks she was beating off was more like a requirement than anything conscious on her part. After all what else could she do with her hands while being fucked so good it was downright criminal?

Of course there was always a downside to sex as viscerally satisfying as what they were enjoying and try as they might none of them could escape it for very long. Because while none of them were outright required to do so many, if not all the members of the Ninth Street Queens liked to hold off on cumming for at least a week or two before Theresa arrived. Partly because of how good it felt to finally bust a nut inside her and partly because they knew how much she loved being their personal cum sock. Which made for amazingly spectacular conclusions but also guaranteed that none of the women could last any length of time beyond a couple of minutes. Not when they were fucking that tight MILF pussy, asshole, or throat as hard as they were. It just wasn't possible. Naturally the group currently enjoying her body was no exception to this and within sixty seconds all three directly fucking her holes found it harder and harder to keep doing so without blowing their loads. About the only reason they managed to soldier on for another sixty seconds was the sheer, single minded determination to enjoy their chance at her body for as long as possible. Because with so many members in the crew and the unspoken rule that everyone present got a turn before anyone came back for seconds it would be a good while before they had the chance to slide inside her tight uptown pussy, pornstar sized ass, or incredibly wet throat. But there was no delaying the inevitable and the longer they tried the more explosive the end result would inevitably be. Which was almost certainly why all three managed to nearly drown Theresa in their jizz when they finally reached the end of their endurance. Each one came within five or ten seconds of one another and all of them did the exact same thing when the big moment finally arrived: they shoved their dicks balls deep into whichever hole they'd claimed, threw their heads back, and moaned as thick spurts of jizz flooded their slut's body.

And yet despite all of them being as loud as they wanted, cursing and moaning like they were trying to drown out a bomb going off, none of them could quite match the level of intensity There's displayed as she was filled with hot spunk from every source she could be. As aroused as a human was capable of being she was wracked by another orgasm the moment she felt the cock embedded in her asshole start throbbing in that telltale way. Once it unleashed it's gooey payload into her rectum the always delicious feeling of warm jizz flooding her body sent her right over the edge. Her hands all but completely halted their movements as violent tremors wreaked havoc on her motor functions. Within a few seconds she was little more than a collection of barely functional limbs trying their best to flail madly about while a veritable waterfall of cum was emptied into her body. Thanks to their restraint and the sheer size of their balls each woman was able to produce more than double what a normal person might've given to her. Each load felt as big as an entire cumshot from a regular man or woman and they unleashed more than half a dozen apiece. Cum was literally seeping out of her asshole and pussy in long, messy strands within seconds. Had her throat not been eagerly gulping it down as fast as it could be delivered there surely would've been semen dribbling down her chin as well. For all intents and purposes she was their personal cum dumpster and they made sure to fill her up with every last drop they could possible give, all while she begged for more to replace what managed to leak out. By the time each of them was done draining their balls Theresa felt downright bloated with semen and almost too lethargic to function. Of course that wasn't going to stop her or any of them women around her from sloppily abusing her holes to their hearts content. Particularly when the first three pulled out to reveal the gaping state of her ass and pussy to those watching. Only for the two she'd neglected to immediately take charge and bury their cocks inside her gooey rosebud and creamy slit the moment they could do so.

Including flipping her over yet again so the cock in her ass was suddenly coming up from below while she found herself staring directly into the face of the woman violating her pussy. At least until her head was turned to the side to facilitate another in a long line of sloppy blowjobs. The new group fucked her in much the same way as the last one and Theresa enjoyed it every bit as much as the last one. Perhaps even a little more as the echoes of her previous orgasm continued to reverberate through her body and heighten every thrust and twitch of their throbbing cocks. Having a pair of hands roughly groping at her tits without any impediment continued to be quite the bonus and the way her partner laying on the bed fondled her ass was a new, for that particular 'meeting' at least twist on the fun. Enough to send her into another orgasm before the trio assailing her body had a chance to blow their loads. But like it always did the sight of her pale, writhing body wracked with ecstasy provided exactly the sort of motivation a woman could need to bust an enormous load. Although being doused in vaginal fluids or sprayed with saliva as she lost control of herself didn't hurt either. Whatever the reason for their orgasms in the end it was little more than an incidental flavoring on top of the real prize that was even more jizz flooding her body and soaking her inner walls in more layers of proof that she was the biggest slut in the city. Many liked to say the state, including Theresa herself, and it was hard to disagree with those assertions while she was desperately squealing like a stuck pig from the sheer pleasure of being creampied in all three holes simultaneously. And for the second time in less than ten minutes no less! The reasons behind it all barely even needed to be considered when such a compelling case had already been made. Even more proof was added when the three women pulled out and cum squelched out of her ravished asshole and equally disheveled cunt.

It only continued to drain out of her as she was moved yet again into a different position, this time one a bit more selfish than the previous. Rolled onto her hands and knees and propped up just long enough for cocks to enter her mouth and pussy at the same time Theresa had little hope of actually staying up long enough for them to fuck her. Knowing that the two women in charge of her pleasure for the time being hold on tight to her waist and arms respectively. With the latter all but forcing her limp hands around her waist like a belt as started thrusting. The former didn't have to do anything quite so involved but the end result still showed off a woman so cum drunk and cock happy she couldn't support herself even if she tried. The half lidded expression of sheer ecstasy on her face made for quite the sight, both in front of and behind the camera. It certainly gave the two bouncing her back and forth between their pricks ample motivation to keep going. Everyone else enjoyed the multitude of sights that accompanied their cock sleeve being violated. Like the ripple of her ass every time it collided with the waist of the woman behind her or the way her fat, milk laden tits bounced and jiggled beneath her body. Alongside a constant arching of her back and the occasional burst of energy that compelled her to lurch forward or push herself backwards in time with the motions of her companions Theresa put on quite a show. Even when she was barely lucid enough to remember her own name. Indeed she put on such an excellent show many of the weaker willed women couldn't help but start jerking off as they waited for their turn at the MILF. Unsurprisingly many of those with poor self control had even poorer stamina and it didn't take long for their natural desires to overshadow their intention to give Theresa a nice creampie. But it didn't overwhelm them quite enough that they wasted their precious loads.

So rather than waste all their pent up cum on a floor that would never appreciate how long they'd held themselves back, and invariably clean it up again when all was said and done, the half dozen or so gang members rushed the bed. Realizing what was about to happen the two spitroasting Theresa pulled out and flipped her onto her back like a cheap hamburger patty at a fast food joint. They didn't hesitate to shove their cocks right back inside her and resume thrusting though. Despite their companions forming a circle around her as they furiously stroked their cocks in the moments leading up to their explosive demonstration of affection. Blocked as she was by a weighty pair of balls slapping against her eyes and face Theresa barely knew what was going on until she felt the familiar sensation of warm jizz splashing across her tits. It immediately sent shivers of arousal through her body and gurgled pleasure erupting from her lips. Although she could feel all the loads being dumped on her body thanks to the dress she'd put on for the occasion what she felt drenching her breasts was more than enough. Both to send a new barrage of pleasure through her system and convince those who hadn't already to start aiming their jizz squarely at her jiggling bosom. As if they needed more incentive to splatter her chest in gooey cum and watch it run in rivulets down her body when it wasn't forming long connecting strands between the two enormous, beautiful mounds that made up her incredible rack. And by the time they were finished she could even feel the barest hint of cum seeping through the fabric of her no doubt ruined clothes along with the infinitely more incredible sensation of it settling into her skin like the most perverted lotion in existence. Somehow she'd been lucky enough to experience all of that before the two women fucking her from both ends had even finished. Which meant when they finally did she had the pleasure of being glazed inside and out by their seed.

That pleasure would only continue to grow as the two women pulled out and at least seven others made their way over. All of them were eagerly jerking off and none of them had any intention of using her ass or pussy. There just wasn't enough time for that and they had a far, far prettier target to glaze even if there had been. Realizing she was about to be at the center of yet another bukkake Theresa made sure to angle herself so the camera could see every last spurt of cum to fall across her face. After quickly removing the thoroughly useless dress clinging to her body and getting in the way of all the incredible cumshots she was about to receive. And not a moment after she was ready jizz was launched across her smiling face, heaving tits, trembling belly, and damp pubic hair. With a few errant strands falling onto her thighs or otherwise splashing there from the force of their ejaculations. But the vast majority of it all was concentrated on the center of her body. Much to Theresa's delight as she adopted the most sexy pose she could think of while moaning in utter delight. Any sultriness she might have been going for was quickly eroded as cum dripped into her open mouth and the taste quickly overwhelmed what had passed for her self control. In the blink of an eye she'd gone from a gorgeous, naked mother of three in a pose normally seen in magazines to a writhing mass of cock hungry flesh squirming beneath a tidal wave of fresh semen. She even started pleasuring herself before long, going as far as scooping up some of the errant jets of spunk to coat her fingers before they were shoved into her cunt. The result was just as arousing for the women around her as it was for Theresa herself and it no doubt inspired every last depraved thing that was done to and with her afterwards.

For literal hours on end Theresa was handed off like cheap, disposable sex toy to every member of the Ninth Street Queens that happened to come by. Since just about every member had been told before hand what was doing down pretty much all the ones that could had showed up for the initial gangbang with the rest filtering in throughout the day. Cocks were stuffed into any and all of her holes without any concern for how many loads had been dumped inside them already, how long she'd been taking a dick in that orifice, and occasionally if there was already another prick inside it at the time. They just kept fucking her in the cozy little space they'd set aside while the rest of the gang went about their business or waited for their turn. It hadn't taken very long for them to incorporate fucking their slutty housewife fleshlight into the rest of their daily routine and that only served to make her feel even more used and depraved. Her through, asshole, and cunt were just convenient places for the women to park their shafts whenever they were horny enough to do so. Then they'd head off to deal with more pressing matters, sometimes leaving entirely only to come back sometime later reinvigorated and ready for yet another go at her sloppy, MILF body. None of them ever stopped or held anything back with only two relatively infrequent caveats: any time their mediocre camera ran out of memory or Theresa passed out from a combination of ecstasy, lack of oxygen, and exhaustion.

The latter only happened once thanks to more than half a year of being used by them at least once a month while the former happened at least half a dozen times over the course of their very important and very special meeting. Thankfully it never took more than a minute for one of the women not balls deep in their plaything to change out the memory card and get things rolling yet again. But even those brief intermissions had a profound effect on her pleasure as the sudden absence of thrusting cocks and naked, writhing bodies pressed against her made the ensuing return all the more potent. Often enough to send her tumbling into a squirting orgasm that sent thick streams of lady spunk and pussy juice gushing out of her cunt in powerful jets. As well as copious amounts of cum squirting from her asshole and dribbled out of her mouth. And that spectacular show of utter depravity usually encouraged all the women fucking her or waiting for their turn to all but attack her slackened holes like they were trying to drown her in semen. Which invariably carried them all the way to orgasms of their own and another round of her being passed around with a deliberate lack of concern as new cocks were shoved inside her and the process started all over again. Of course she could hardly call any of their dicks 'new' when she was as well acquainted with every last member of the gang as she was her own husband. Especially their amazingly thick shafts and incredibly plentiful balls!

A third and much more notable interruption arrived sometime after five o'clock, although Theresa didn't notice at first since her head was buried between a pair of tattooed buttocks and her tongue was stuffed into a sumptuously puffy asshole. Arriving like he did every time his wife had one of her 'appointments' Bryce pulled into the same parking lot as her and entered through the same heavily guarded back door like he was a member of the crew. Which, in a way, he might as well have been. Casting a quick glance at the cum guzzling slut that was his partner for a moment he made his way through the warehouse to find Eshe sitting with several of her lieutenants in the main office on the second floor gantry making plans for expanding their territory even farther into a rival gang's turf. All five of them immediately looked up from the maps and intel they'd been poring over to greet their lawyer with the same grinning respect they'd always shown Theresa. Albeit for completely different reasons. The six of them them sat down to discuss their ongoing legal matters, like property investment, court dates, and just about everything else Bryce dealt with for and because of them. All while the incredibly wet, balls slapping sounds of his wife being utterly ruined could be faintly heard through the deliciously thin walls of the office. It took the better part of an hour for their business to be concluded and once all the new plans had been decided upon and the business side of their relationship had been taken care of they returned to the first floor to take stock of the moaning wreck that used to be a respectable, uptown woman. Or rather that used to masquerade as one while secretly being one of if not the biggest sluts in the state of California. Walking ahead of his friends Bryce approached the newly made 'fuck den' to examine the camera they'd set up to record all her perversity. Thrilled at the prospect of watching the mother of his children being fucked for hours on end he couldn't help but bend down and look through the viewfinder just as Theresa finished sucking the balls of a moaning Asian woman.

“You guys could use a new camera.” He remarked.

“Yeah I know.” Eshe laughed, sauntering up to stand next to him and cross her arms, “We were gonna buy a better one but this just 'fell' into our laps.”

“It's remarkable how often that happens to you.”

“Yeah we're real lucky like that.”

Bryce chuckled and straightened, “Well you don't need to spend any money on a new camera or wait for that luck of yours to pay off again. I bought a nice, high quality digital camera for you.”

“Oh yeah?” Eshe grinned, “How nice!”

“I'm always happy to help. It's the back of my car if you want to try it out.”

“You know I do.” She turned away from him and shouted at a newer girl in her crew, “Hey Caprice!”

“Yeah boss?!”

“Go outside and our new camera out the back of Hatfield's car!”

“Okay boss!”

“She'll need the keys.” He said with a chuckle.

“Come get the keys first!”

Caprice stopped mid stride and jogged over to them, her cock flopping around in her sweats as she ran, and grabbed the keys from Bryce, “Am I just grabbing the camera?”

“Yes. It's the trunk in a large cardboard box. You can't miss it.”

“Cool. I'll be back in a second!”

They watched her run off for a second before turning back towards the real spectacle of Theresa laying on the bed frantically swallowing a foot long cock while two more violated her asshole and pussy at the same time. “You wanna join in?” Eshe asked.

“Not this time.” Bryce replied with the tone of someone just barely finding the strength to turn down a big bowl of ice cream after a meal, “It's more fun if I wait until tonight to have my way with her.”

“Yeah I bet.” His companion said with a grin, “Have I ever told you how freaky the both of y'all are?”

“Every time we meet.” Bryce laughed. “And every time I thank you for the compliment.”

They shared a laugh and watched their mutual lover get fucked for a little while longer. Just as he was about to say something Theresa was rolled into a position where she could finally spot her husband standing barely twenty feet away. “Hey baby!” She said in a dazed voice, cum and spittle dribbling out of the corners of her mouth as lay sprawled on the bed with her head hanging off the edge and her eyes staring lazily at the upside down sight of her best friend and lover, “Bring that sex cock over her and give me a taste!” She opened her mouth as wide as she could while noisily smacking her lips, “I don't think I can wait until tonight!”

“You heard the lady.” Eshe grinned.

“You too Eshe!” Theresa moaned, “I wanna taste you both . . . pleeeeeeeeeease?”

Bryce and his towering African goddess of a client exchanged grins, neither of them in any position to argue with the woman they both adored. “I suppose there's no sense it waiting until tonight when I'm already here.”

“Well said counselor.”

The two of them approached the cum and sweat splattered whore lying on the bed, pulling their cocks out as they walked. Theresa let out a wild moan upon seeing two of her favorite dicks appear only a few inches away from her waiting mouth. Unable to help herself she reached out to her with trembling hands and even tried to wriggle a little closer when she noticed both of them slowing down and smiling in a wholly unambiguous way. But as much as Bryce and Eshe loved teasing their horny slut they loved fucking her even more and she knew it. So within a few seconds they'd bridged the remaining gap and given her everything she could ever want in the moment. With a downright manic delight Theresa wrapped her hands around the shafts of their fat, throbbing cocks and her lips around their pulsing tips a split second later. Individually she wouldn't have had the slightest trouble swallowing their entire lengths and sucking every last drop of spunk from their balls. But together she was hard pressed to get more than the heads of their dicks past her lips. It was perhaps the one and only time she found herself annoyed by the size of her mouth. Mostly because she just didn't think about something that specific or meaningless in normal life. And yet as she was struggling to take both her husband and girlfriend's pricks into her mouth it was the most maddening failure she'd ever experienced. All she wanted was to feel their big, full balls pressed against her face at the same time. She didn't think that was a lot to ask and yet whoever had been in charge of making the three of them seemed to disagree. No matter how hard she tried and how enthusiastically her tongue moved across the tips of Eshe and Bryce's dicks all she succeeded in was coaxing more and more precum into her mouth. Which was, in it's own way, a decent enough reward. Or rather it would have been for any normal human but then again a normal human wouldn't have spent five hours taking fat cock like it was her life's goal.

So in an attempt to spice things up and get both of her lovers going in a way she knew they'd appreciate Theresa reached down to fondle their balls with her spunk soaked fingers. Appreciative moans filled the air as soon as she made contact and while Bryce and Eshe were distracted grinning at one another the woman responsible for their smiles made her move. Because even in the cum drunk, ecstasy addled state she was in she could still catch both of them by surprise without any difficultly at all. After teasing their balls for just long enough to let them think that was her goal she moved her hands further back, sliding them beneath their loins and between their thighs to find a spot even more delightful. They had all of a split second to realize what was going on and by the time the information reached their brains Theresa had already slid her middle fingers into both of their assholes. Suddenly their pleasure took on a whole new dimension as her slender digits wriggled deep inside them to press against his prostate and simply tease her sensitive inner walls with a practiced ease. Her immediate reward was a fresh deluge of precum as the added stimulation made their cocks swell and the rest of their bodies tighten but it was the fact that she knew her lovers so well that really sent her into fits of trembling delight. Because less than ten seconds after she'd penetrated both of them Bryce and Eshe were panting and moaning like wild animals, their heads tilting back and a constant string of shudders running down their spines. Their hips began to thrust forward out of naught but instinct while their hands both independently jumped to her body to grab her throat and hold on for deal life. So naturally she moved her fingers with even more enthusiasm and slobbered over their cock heads like the rampant whore she was.

All but completely overwhelmed by the flurry of sensations her husband and girlfriend were little more than toys for her to play with. The lovely flavor of their cocks and the lovely sensation of their assholes clamping down around her digits was the reward she got to reap for knowing exactly what drove them crazy better than they did. But it wouldn't be her only reward and the deluge of thicker and thicker precum was proof enough of that. Whenever her eyes were able to emerge from the back of her head she looked up at her amazing lovers with the kind of sultry look both of them had seen a million times over the course of their relationships. It was a look that always, without fail, sent Eshe and Bryce into a frenzy. Under normal circumstances one or both of them would be pounding her so hard they were on track to break either their cocks or whatever hole those cocks were violating. But since Theresa had total  control over them they could only shudder and moan. Slaves to the whim of her thrashing tongue and probing fingers they had little choice but to let her work her magic as she teased them closer and closer to an orgasm with an almost frightening efficiency. They probably would've been taken aback if that had been the first time she'd done such a thing. Or even if it'd been the first time they'd ended up in such a position during on of their 'meetings'. But after so many wild days and nights spent together the three of them could hardly be surprised by one another anymore. Only continuously impressed and amazed by the levels each of them could sink to. Especially whenever it concerned Theresa. Truly it seemed like there was no depth too great for her so long as it involved dicks, cum, and her body. And not always in that exact order either.

The moment all three of them were so desperately craving it was downright painful finally arrived after nearly three full minutes of anal teasing and cock sucking. Unable to hold back for a moment longer Bryce and Eshe threw their heads back and thrusted their hips forward as much as they could. Another inch or so of their cocks slid into Theresa's thoroughly overstuffed mouth and she greeted their wild enthusiasm with a long, shuddering scream. Her legs instinctively opened wide as her toes curled and her back arched. Before she could react in any other way an absolutely preposterous amount of semen exploded into her mouth and down her partially opened throat. With both her husband and girlfriend able to produce remarkable amounts of cum under the right conditions, namely fucking her, she was all but drowning in their loads as both of them unleashed the contents of their balls at the same time. Their furiously contracting assholes and beautifully orgasmic expressions were barely even noticed as she tried and failed to drink down the flood of bitter yet delicious spunk. For every mouthful she actually managed to get into her stomach two more launched from her mouth in a gooey mixture of spit and the seed from her two favorite lovers. In no time at all her face was utterly coated in jizz and soon after that it was seeping into her tousled hair and landing on the concrete floor with loud, echoing plops. And still they kept producing load after sticky load as if the two of them were trying to drown her in semen. Not that she had much of an issue with the prospect of dying in such a way. Although she wanted such a thing to happen many, many yars in the future. But for a time it seemed like she might genuinely lose consciousness and even her life as the two endlessly pumped semen into her throat and onto her face.

Though she could've soaked in their jizz for hours or even days if time and scheduling let her Theresa didn't even have two full minutes before Bryce and Eshe pulled away. Right in the middle of her wildly unrepentant basking the two stepped back. Naturally she tried to keep them present by sucking harder on their cocks and fingering their assholes with more gusto but neither approach worked. They simply pulled her hands away from their butts and pulled their cocks out of her mouth. Although neither did so fast enough to deprive her of the last few spurts of cum they had to give. Or maybe they purposefully aimed those final loads directly at her freshly vacated mouth. It was rather impossible to say with thick strands of semen coating her face and keeping her eyes all but glued shut. And rather than trying to wupe it away like a sensible person she just moaned and reached out towards her lovers in a passionate appeal for more sex. Little did she realize her lovers were far, far from done. In fact there wasn't a soul in the warehouse who was finished yet but her husband and girlfriend were unquestionably the most eager to continue. Excluding Theresa herself. Which was why the, moment they stepped away, the two stripped naked and grabbed their moaning fuck toy. With identical smiles and barely a glance at one another they pulled her off the bed and lifted her up between them like they had so many times in the past. With her back pressing against Bryce's chest and her head lolling towards Eshe's smiling face she was held aloft by their hands just long enough to feel the enjoyable sensation of their cocks pushing against and into her asshole and pussy. She was lowered inch by inch onto their lengths until both were balls deep inside her and she was moaning like a bitch in heat. She clumsily caressed her man's head with one hand while doing the same to her woman with the other and panting both their names anytime her lungs could collect enough oxygen.

“Don't . . . stop . . . fucking me!” She pleaded with them, her fingers brushing haphazardly across their faces and lips as she spoke, “No matter . . . no matter what . . .”

“Of course.” Eshe laughed.

“You got it babe.” Bryce chuckled.

“Good . . . Good . . .” Theresa moaned, “What . . . what are you . . . waiting for?”