saturation point; she didn't know. Yet, it seemed to lessen in some areas of her body. As it did, pleasure yes, pleasure smoldered in others. It was a delicious feeling, she thought, to suffer agony and ecstasy at the same time, almost as if they were mirror reflections of the same sensation.
'Aaaaghhhh,' she gurgled, beginning to fuck with him.
Each time he jabbed his cock inside her pussy, she thrust her hips forward, sucking him deeply inside her body. She gave another groan, feeling her cunt become alive with new sensations.
'Fuck it, whore!' Mike growled, grabbing for her tits with his huge hands. He leaned his head down and bit into the tender flesh, drawing blood. 'Fuck on my cock… bitch!'
Sharon couldn't begin to describe what happened to her. As she bucked and writhed, it was almost as if she had become a different person or lost every spark of humanity. Like two cats on a fence, they fucked, heedless of all rational thought. Nothing mattered but cruel, savage fucking.
'Unhhhhh,' she moaned, her eyes glazed with tortured ecstasy.
Suddenly, her body seemed to explode, showering her insides with fiery warmth. She froze for a second, then began jerking and thrashing about wildly. Her cunt muscles worked feverishly around his plunging cock, almost trapping him inside. And the force of her climax practically yanked the boiling wads of cunt from his swinging balls.
'Jesus… fucking… shit!' Mike yelled out, his gurgling voice lost around the slippery flesh of her tits. His climax was almost painful as it peaked, sending out a massive, bubbling explosion of milky cum. 'Goddamn you, screw it up… unhhhhh… take it… here! Here!'
If possible, Sharon's pleasure even increased when she felt the thick, churning bursts of jism spurt into her convulsing cunt. Every cell, each nerve was on fire, bursting with delicious release. Soon, the sensations became so powerful, so intense, she went limp, feeling the room darken and begin to spin about her.
'Mmmmmmmm,' she moaned, her eyes fluttering closed.
While she lay against the wall like a rag doll, she felt more of his cum spew inside her pussy. In an almost never-ending stream, it filled her until it found no more room. A short while later, thick gushes of jism bubbled from her cunt, wetting her cunt hairs and the insides of her thighs. Soon, twin rivers of molten cum oozed down her thighs, reached her knees, then plopped to the floor, forming a milky, greasy pool between her outstretched feet.
In her mind's eye, she could almost see what the thick globs of cum would look like. They were oozing over her skin, collecting in lumps, then pulled by the force of gravity hanging like spider webs, swinging back and forth.
Her throat twitched with hunger, wanting the feel of those pools of cum running into her stomach. She worked her tongue around the material in her mouth, forcing it slightly to one side. She tried to speak, although her words were mere gagging sounds.
'What's that you want, baby?' Mike grunted, looking up at her tortured expression. He thrust in the last of his jism, held himself there, then slowly moved his head up. He grinned, untying the knot at the back of her neck and pulling out the damp towel.
As the material slipped from between her lips, Sharon yelled out her words, but even she couldn't understand them. She took a deep breath and repeated what she had said.
'I… I want to suck you,' she gasped, her face ashen with desire. 'Give… give me some hot cum to lick, you bastard.'
'Jesus damn!' Mike said, chuckling. 'You are cock-hungry, aren't you?'
'Yes, God, yes,' Sharon panted, jerking at the shreds of damp cloth against her ankles and wrists. 'If I don't get your prick in my mouth, I'll go crazy.'
'OK, baby,' Mike grinned. 'But you'd better make it good, or I'll have to whip you again.'
He pulled a chair over and positioned it in front of her. He then stood up on it and braced himself with his hands against the wall over her head. He thrust his hips forward, planting the entire length of his cock in her open mouth. As it slid fully inside her throat, he felt her tongue lap furiously around his shaft, even pull some of his crotch hairs inside her mouth.
'Mmmmmmm,' Sharon groaned, her eyes filled with rapture. Her body shivered with expectation.
It was even better than she'd imagined. All hard and covered with a residue of thick, milky cum. The juices seemed to etch her throat muscles like warm acid. She exhaled loudly, giving a whimpering moan, then sucked wildly with her puckered lips, burrowing her nose into the wiry patch of hair.
'Shit… suck it, baby,' Mike gasped.
Her mouth was like a milking machine, causing his balls to throb with a fresh load of cum. He moved his hands down the wall and held them behind her head. He then humped upward, crushing her face savagely between his thick, meaty thighs.
'That's… it… ah, just like that, cocksucker,' he grunted, squirming his ass around. 'Chew on every big hard inch.'
Sharon couldn't believe how powerful her hunger for cock was. It was as if every fiber of her being was concentrated on pulling that delicious slab of cockmeat into her body.
And after she'd sucked on his enormous prick for just a few seconds, her pussy burst with raw spasms of climax. The heat from her orgasm swept upward, constricting her guts, finally throbbing at the back of her throat.
'Mmmmffff,' she spluttered, lapping under his cock, the tip of her tongue moving over his balls.
'Want it all?' Mike grunted, placing his hand under her chin. 'See if you can suck all of me, cocksucker.'
Sharon's mouth widened when he forced his right ball between her lips then the other one. It seemed impossible, but she was now burrowing fully into his crotch, taking cock and balls. The wiry hairs of his crotch and the bottom of his ass crack scratched her lips, inflaming her with even greater convulsions of pleasure.
Suddenly, she felt his balls throb, then recede slightly. A few seconds later, as the root of his cock expanded, giving her absolutely no more room in her mouth, she tasted the first gush of his molten cunt.
'Suck it off, whore,' Mike cried out, pounding forward with his full weight. His jism blasted from his cockhead with the force of a pressure hose, sending wads of cum both upward and downward. 'Lick every drop and eat it down, bitch.'
This had to be the best ever, Sharon realized. Completely and totally devouring a man like this. Not only was she eating on his prick, but she could also feel his nuts pulsate, forcing up more thick globs of cum. Her climax peaked violently, then seemed to stay there for a delicious eternity.
Finally, when his cum-load had been gobbled down, and she'd sucked the residue from her nostrils, she let her head fall to her right shoulder. His balls plopped out of her mouth, followed by his throbbing, greasy shaft.
'Goddamn, you're a fucking cannibal,' Mike chuckled. 'You ought to have that mouth of yours registered as a deadly weapon.'
Sharon was too weak to respond. She could only lean back against the wall and pant, feeling her body tingle with the subsiding pangs of pleasure.
God, she thought, is there no stopping me? Is there nothing I won't do? The feeling was a little frightening, as if she were discovering a dark side of her personality for the first time. Yet, it was something to think about later. Much later.
'I want to suck some more,' she said weakly, her eyes on his half-hard cock.
'Well, I think you've just about wiped me out,' Mike said, getting off the chair and dropping to the floor.
'Please,' Sharon gasped, feeling her hunger return. 'Just one more time.'
She was about to say something else, when she saw the door open. Perhaps it was Brad. Christ, anyone with a cock!
'I heard there was a little action in here,' the man said. He looked at Sharon and grinned. His gaze dropped to Sharon's oozing cunt.
'Little action?' Mike wheezed. 'Shit, that lady is a man-eater.'
'Really?' the man said, moving into the room. He looked at the red welts on her body and his eyes burned with lust. 'You like eating cock, baby?'
'Yes,' Sharon whispered, giving the man a slight grin. 'As long as it's hard and full of cum.'
'What else do you like?' he asked, moving the tip of his index finger up and down an especially long welt just
