Page 26 of Ruining Vanessa

There’s a loud slurping sound, then Giulio says, “It’s not her fault. She’s got less practice. Maybe we should start giving her proper cocksucking lessons. She’ll have a lot of time with nothing else to do once she’s all knocked up, anyway.”

“Yeah. It’d be a waste to give her those lessons now, really, since she needs every drop of our cum she can possibly get,” Slayer says, pushing more deeply into my mouth.

I gag on him, but that seems to only encourage him because he thrusts again and again.

“Hey,” Giulio suddenly says. “You think she could take both of you at once? In her mouth.” He groans and thrusts up a little. “Fuck, that would be so hot. Damien, do it, do it, get your cock in her mouth too.”

I startle, pulling back quickly enough to keep Slayer from following me. “What? No! I can barely even take Damien in my mouth. I can’t take both of them!” I protest.

Slayer laughs. “C’mon, Jules. I’m not getting my cock anywhere close to Damien’s. Just let us take turns.”

“Your cock is already close to Damien’s. Come on, I want to see it. Both your cocks rubbing against each other, all over her face. Leaving a huge mess behind. Wreck her pretty lips.” Giulio hooks his fingers into my mouth again and pushes down, forcing my mouth open. “Imagine how good it’ll feel, with her choking around both of you.”

I cast a pleading look at Slayer, and he narrows his eyes at me. It’s clear he’s torn, weighing his options between having to rub up against Damien’s cock and seeing me choke.

“Yeah, whatever,” Slayer says, which is both horrifying and unsurprising all at once. He pushes back into my mouth. “But you gotta work for it, Big D.”

While I’m trying to adjust to having Slayer in my mouth again, Damien grips my hair and narrows his eyes at Slayer. “Don’t ever call me that again.”

Slayer smirks, and I can tell he’s going to call him that again just to piss him off.

I hope the animosity between them is enough to keep Damien from playing along, but of course he’s not going to ignore one of Giulio’s requests. Damien tightens his hold on my hair and starts rubbing his cock over my cheek and jaw—and sliding it along the exposed portion of Slayer’s shaft.

Giulio groans loudly. “That is so hot, man. Fuck, and she’s already squeezing around me. She wants you both so bad.”

“No!” I try to get out, but the word is garbled around Slayer’s cock. He shoves deep into my mouth, into my throat, briefly choking me before pulling out again. For all their talk, Slayer doesn’t really seem to give a fuck that his cock is rubbing right against Damien’s against my face, but he doesn’t let up.

Damien’s erection pushes against my already stretched wide lips. Despite what Giulio said, there’s no way I can take both of them at once. I wouldn’t even be able to take Giulio and Slayer together, never mind Damien and his monster. I try to turn my head away, but Damien’s hold on me is absolute.

The head of his cock pushes into my mouth a little, and that’s as wide as I can go. I whimper and close my eyes, unable to stop a few tears from rolling down my cheeks.

Slayer doesn’t move to try to make it easier on Damien, either. He keeps fucking my mouth, teasing Damien’s cock but not letting him in. They have to know there’s no way they can both fit in my mouth. It’s just impossible. But from the way Damien is trying…

God, is there anything he won’t do for Giulio?

Damien’s cock glides over my cheek, over my nose, getting close to my lips before Slayer’s in there to push him away again. It’s like it’s some kind of game to him, and I don’t have to look up at him to know he’s grinning as he keeps Damien out of my mouth.

“Look how red she is. So turned on. Loves being our little slut,” Giulio says, mouthing at my neck. “Although, Slayer, you’re both supposed to get in her mouth.”

“She’s a chick, Jules. She doesn’t have your massive trap. Not my fault she can’t handle Damien’s… mouthful.” Slayer thrusts into my mouth again, not at all concerned about what I can or can’t handle. I have to swallow the saliva that’s building up. Some of it escapes anyway, slipping down my chin.

Giulio chuckles and pinches my nipple again. “Yeah, yeah. But I want to see her stretched around Damien now. Just take turns. If I can share my…. Uh, beautiful wife? That’s what we were doing, right? If I can share my beautiful wife with you, you can be gracious guests.”

“You could kick out your ungrateful guest,” Damien suggests, still deadpan, still rubbing his cock all over my face.

I reach up to try to grab his wrist and push him away, but it’s like trying to move a brick wall. It always is, with Damien, who sets his sights on something and goes after it with a one-track mind.

“I’m not being ungrateful,” Slayer protests. “I’m just making sure to give the missus a proper gift here.” But reluctantly, he pulls back.

My mouth is only free long enough for me to get in a quick breath of air before Damien’s cock is replacing it, wider and longer, already jamming into my throat as I gag around him. There’s nowhere to go, but I still struggle, because this is more intense than giving Slayer a blowjob.

All that does, though, is make Giulio moan as I writhe around on him.

And it makes his cock rub up against those perfect places inside of me, threatening to push me closer to yet another unwanted climax.

“Hey,” Giulio says, because even while having sex he can’t shut up. “Hey, you should… you should leave your… gifts.” He laughs, but it devolves into a moan. “Leave your gifts on her. On her face. So I can kiss it off her.”

Damien freezes for a second before slamming into me again, cutting off my air and making me choke around his cock. I start to panic and struggle, and despite how desperate I am to breathe and the way the pain is already building, my movements only cause Giulio’s cock to pulse and slide inside me. The pleasure almost overwhelms the fear.

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