“Eyes on me,” I growled against his mouth. “Don't forget who you're fucking tonight.”
Stu let out a low, rumbling growl. “I haven’t forgotten, pumpkin.”
I added a third finger, moaning shamelessly into Stu's mouth as I stretched myself wider, eager and ready for his huge cock. I needed him inside me now, needed to feel that delicious burn and ache of being split open on his thick shaft.
I pulled my fingers out and grabbed the lube, drizzling it directly onto Stu's straining erection. I tossed the bottle aside and gripped him, slicking up his entire length with quick, efficient strokes. Stu groaned, his head falling back against the couch, hips twitching up into my touch.
“Fuck yes, look how bad he wants it,” Deacon rasped, his hand pumping faster on his own leaking cock as he watched me work Stu over.
I positioned myself over Stu's slick cock head, teasing my stretched hole with the blunt tip. We both shuddered and gasped at the contact. Slowly, I began to sink down, taking him into my body inch by inch.The flared head popped past the initial resistance and I let out a low, drawn-out moan.
“Holy fuuuck,” I whined, my voice high and thready with pleasure-pain as I lowered myself onto Stu’s length.
“Christ, you're still so goddamn tight,” Stu gritted out, his fingers digging into the meat of my ass cheeks.
I sank down further, impaling myself on Stu's thick cock until I was fully seated in his lap. I paused for a moment, panting, adjusting to the intense stretch and fullness. Stu's hands roamed my body possessively, his callused fingers tweaking my nipples, making me gasp and arch into the sensation.
“Holy shit, every inch of that monster is in your ass,” Deacon breathed in awe, his fist flying over his own rigid cock as he watched us with rapt, lust-blown eyes.
“Ride me,” Stu commanded, ignoring Deacon. “Show Deacon how good you take care of my big cock.”
I lifted myself up until just the tip remained inside, then slammed back down with a broken cry. I set a brutal pace, bouncing on Stu's huge shaft, the obscene slap of skin on skin echoing through the trailer. Stu growled and pulled me down onto him harder.
I cried out, my prostate taking a relentless pounding that had my neglected cock spurting pre-cum onto Stu's stomach. I could hear Deacon and Tammy's labored breathing, the slick sound of them working themselves as they watched us with ravenous lust.
“So fuckin’ hot,” Tammy panted.
I rode Stu hard and fast, clenching around his thick shaft with every downstroke. Broken moans and guttural cries of ecstasy poured from my lips, filling the trailer with the sounds of our frenzied fucking.
I tossed my head back, rolling my body like a wave as I impaled myself on Stu over and over. My own cock slapped against my stomachwith every bounce, smearing it with slick pre-cum. I could feel Deacon and Tammy's hungry eyes on me, devouring every filthy detail.
“Look at him go,” Deacon groaned, his voice ragged and breathless as he worked his fist over his own throbbing shaft. “Takin' every inch like he was made for it. God, I wish I was on that big cock.”
I locked eyes with Deacon again as I slowly lifted myself until just the tip of Stu's cock remained inside my stretched hole. I hovered there, teasing him with the sight of Stu's huge shaft glistening with lube, looking painfully hard and thick.
“Bet you wish this monster was splitting you open instead, don't you, Deacon?” I purred wickedly. “Too bad you'll never know how good it feels to be so completely full of Stu's cock you can barely breathe.”
I slammed back down onto Stu's massive cock, taking him to the hilt in one smooth stroke. We both cried out from the intensity.
“Fuuuck, yes! No one rides me like you do, baby,” Stu groaned, his head thrown back in ecstasy.
I preened at the praise, clenching around him as I rode. I smirked at Deacon’s wrecked expression as he watched me bounce on the cock he so desperately wanted for himself.
“Look at you, so pathetically jealous,” I taunted breathlessly, never slowing my relentless pace. “Jerking your dick while I get absolutely wrecked on Stu's massive cock. Bet you'd give anything to trade places with me right now, wouldn't you?”
Deacon let out a strangled groan, sliding his hand up to stroke the bright red head of his cock. “Fuck yes. Wanna feel that big dick splitting me open so bad.”
I threw my head back and moaned, putting on a show. “Too bad. Stu's cock belongs to me now. He's never gonna want your sloppy holes again after feeling how tight I griphim.”
Deacon let out a tortured groan, his hand flying over his throbbing shaft as he watched me bounce wildly on Stu's dick. His face was contorted into a mask of pained arousal, flushed and gleaming with sweat. “God, what I wouldn't give,” he panted. “Please Stu, I'm beggin' you... I fucking need that dick.”
I rode Stu harder, grinding my hips in tight circles, relishing the way his cock stretched and filled me so completely. Broken moans poured from my lips as I angled myself so his thick shaft rubbed against my prostate with every bounce. Stu's eyes were riveted to where my body joined with his, watching himself disappear into my hole over and over.
“Fuck, gonna make me cum if you keep that up,” Stu growled, his fingers digging into the globes of my ass.
“Fill me up Stu,” I panted, my thighs burning as I increased my pace. “They can watch it leak out. I want to show them how you own me.”
Deacon let out a desperate whine. “Please, fuck! I'm so close...”