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Bring a Friend
🕑 Added 2025-06-16 13:00:14 +0000 UTCPeg listens as PJ and Bobby growl and groan, both taking turns, one slipping in as the other retreats. PJ with his massive girth, from tip to pedestal, probing her vagina...Bobby with his incredible length, smacking his hips against her derriere with every thrust. Over and over, they repeated the maneuver, Peg's eyes rolling in her head when the duo's mass met somewhere in the middle.
Sandwiched between then, high up in one of her seldom used timeshare condos...yet another perk of being the sole proprietor of Peg-o-My-Heart Realty...Peg had intended to be down on the beach some hours ago. Oh, but no...she just had to share a pic of her new beach-going outfit with somebody...her stud on the side, no less. She just didn't expect her message - 'Come up to my room...and bring a friend' - to bring a knock at her door so quickly.
She had intended to make a little show of it, modeling her barely-there swimwear for her eager guests. A little pull of a string here, a swish of her hips there, teasing them until she was down to a pair of earrings and the gold body chain draped around her curvy hips. Her guests, however, were naked before she was... Straight to business, without so much as a single hip-swaying, model-walking step needed.
Had it been an hour? Two? Three? Peg couldn't tell. She always lost all concept of time with a pair of young and vigorous college-age men quite literally making her the center of attention. Peg tensed and relaxed, tensed and relaxed...Bobby's long member bends slightly before it slips past her sphincter, the weighty center of PJ's girth stretching the inner folds of her love tunnel as it pistons inside her.
Peg: Mmuh-fed tuh brun-g afff fwind.
Max: I'm sorry, what was that?
Peg half rolled her eyes in annoyance, and half flitted her eyelids with pleasure as the other two met in the middle. With a fistful of the redhead's hair in either hand, Max pauses long enough to give her an amused smirk before continuing to plunge his length into her mouth. Slowly gliding the first third in and out, just enough to let her get a gulp of air around him...then a full thrust, her snout smooshed flat against his pubic bone, gulking and groaning as he nearly trips her pharyngeal reflex.
The duo below had already come inside her a half dozen times...Peg's lower half, from her inner thighs to her stomach, was a mess. Peg enjoyed the wet slapping, tendrils of his and her juices clinging to the three as the boys lifted and thrust. Max, however, was nearing number two...pearlescent ooze still dripping from her chin and spheres of come bubbles dangling from her nostrils from the first time.
A short eternity later, Peg's face now turning a bright shade of crimson, she is nearing the point of giving the young hound a wrap with the palm of her hand...the sign to get him to disengage. Just as she's about to raise her hand, she can feel Max's entire body tense...a shiver...then... Peg struggles to swallow, her eyes squeezed tightly shut...sooo much girth and sooo much come trying to occupy the same space.
Max finally withdraws, flumping back onto his haunches while letting out a silent 'Ohh my Gaaawd!'. Peg takes in a huge, wet-sounding inhale, finally giving the young hound a faux-sounding snarl of disapproval. Max can only grin at her through the fog of post-climax...knowing full well that the housewife loves to be manhandled...and definitely doesn't hate foursomes either.
Peg: What I said was...h-huh-hang on...
Oh-faced, eyelids narrowing to tiny slits, Peg shivers all over as a climax engulfs her...the duo has gotten out of sync, both shoving in and out of her at the same time.
Peg: OHHHMYFUCKINGGAAAWD! YESSSS!
Her entire body rigid, Peg bucks wildly against the pair...and for a seventh and eighth time, both young men can't hold back, simultaneously pumping a fresh deluge of seed into her. Every nook and fold full of manhood, Peg groans with delight as the pair continues to spurt and spurt, finally gushing out of her, warm ooze coating her entirety and puddling on the bed.
Her body jittering, eyes barely open, a wrinkled smile in the corner mouth, Peg holds up a shaking index finger.
Peg: Th-the n-next time I s-ss-say 'Bring -a- friend'...b-bring two or th-thh-three.
Original Art by authorialnoice
Commissioned by Phillipthe2
