For a Dollar More... Pt. 05

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Disclaimer:

All characters are consenting adults (over 18). This story is loosely based on

my actual experiences; however the names are fictional.

Story background:

Mike is a 45-year-old married (to a woman) man who has secret desires to explore his sexuality with other men. Mike is athletic and fit and generally alpha in his daily life. But for some reason, Mike has secret thoughts about being a bottom for other masculine men.

During the day, while is wife is at work, Mike sometimes visits gay cruising sights to explore his fantasy and consider potential hookups. Mike works from home and works for himself as a tech business consultant. Since he is self-employed, he can set his own schedule.

Earlier this week, Mike met a guy online named Gus. Gus is five feet five inches tall, he's from Nicaragua and he has a thick, six-and-a-half-inch uncut cock. Gus invited Mike over to engage in some role play. In the role play, Gus is a paying customer, and Mike is a cheap street whore that is willing to do things for Gus for a certain price.

Gus has been using his "For a dollar more..." fetish to take control of Mike's mind. Mike is now doing things that are slightly outside his comfort zone. Gus keeps taking him deeper and deeper into his perverted world.

Gus has convinced Mike to wear a wig, lipstick and let himself be called Mary. Mike does not think of himself as a crossdresser, but Gus has used his fetish to bend Mike into submitting. He used a photo he took of Mary to drum up "customers" using the same online service that Mike used to meet Gus.

We catch up with Mike as he plans to meet Gus a fourth time. He knows that Gus has invited three other men to the meeting today, so he is nervous and excited at the same time.

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It was a little after 10 a. m. when I signed out of my computer and went upstairs to prepare myself for the meeting with Gus and the new "customers" he had lined up for me. I knew that my old friend, Ned, was planning on being there. Gus had also mentioned to other men in their sixties who agreed to attend, bringing my total customers to four.

I was excited by the idea that I would be entertaining four men at the same time; but I was a little concerned that two of the men were in their sixties. I was also hoping that none of them were perverts like Billy. I was excited to find out what it was like to service four hung men at the same time. But I was little concerned that I was letting myself fall too deeply into my secret world.

While I was upstairs showering, my cock wouldn't settle down. I guess my thoughts about today's events were registering in my subconscious, causing me to have a permanent erection. As I walked into the closet to find the shorts I wore yesterday, It occurred to me it didn't matter what I wore during the two mile drive to Gus's place, since he made me strip in the garage anyway.

I recalled how I stripped just outside his garage door yesterday, just to add some extra excitement. I started to consider the fact that my alter ego, Mary, was a slut, maybe I should act more like one. So, I decided to wear the minimum clothes I could for the drive over and then leave them by the garage door before I entered. I threw on the tiny running shorts I wore yesterday. My cock imprint was obvious through the thin material, and the back went right into my ass crack. I decided I could make the two-mile drive with no shirt, and I also left my sandals in the closet. I was going to leave the house wearing just a single item of clothing.

I headed downstairs, grabbed my keys and stepped into my garage to hop in my car. Once inside, I started the ignition and then opened the garage door using the remote.

"I can't believe you're going out of the house dressed like this," the voice in my head screamed, "What if you get pulled over, you're only wearing a tiny pair of running shorts; your cock is practically poking out."

I didn't listen to the inner voice; I was too horny to stop the momentum created by my lust. When I went to Gus's house, Mike left the picture and Mary emerged. Mary was a prostitute who fucked men for a dollar. Mary didn't wear clothes into Gus's house. Mary wears no more clothes than she needs to while in-transit to serve customers.

Mary Meets Customers for a Dollar More

I was so excited on my drive to Gus's that I let my cock poke out of my shorts through the leg opening. I gave myself a few strokes every once and I while as I navigated the treelined neighborhood streets just before 11 a. m. Fortunately, most people were at work and the kids were in school, so I wasn't worried about being discovered.

After a few minutes, I pulled onto Langdon Street and pulled into the driveway of the fourth house on the left. Today, I noticed more cars parked in the street near Gus's house than I noticed days prior. As usual, I pulled into the driveway on the far-right side and turned off the ignition. I was instructed to enter the garage via the side door of the garage which was located on the right side. I looked around to ensure there were no neighbors out and about, then I started to open my car door to make the short walk to the garage.

As I was pulling the handle, I wondered if I had the nerve to leave my shorts in the car and make the walk to the garage naked. My cock was already rock hard, so the shorts weren't hiding much anyway, my perverted mind reasoned. Without much consideration, I slide my shorts down and pulled them over my feet. Then I placed them on the passenger seat next to me.

"Don't do it!" the voice in my head screamed, "there are consequences to this kind of crazy behavior! You could get arrested! What happens when you leave? You're not thinking this through!"

My heart was racing considering the sheer lewdness of what I was about to do. It was daring and exciting. Besides, nothing says dollar store whore like walking the streets totally naked.

Before I could reconsider the move, I opened the door and stepped out into the world. I closed my door calmly and walked to the door on the side of the garage. My erect cock slapping back and forth between my thighs as I made the short jaunt. Once in the garage, I made my way to the steps in front of the steel door to the house. As usual, there were my wig, my lipstick, and a bag for my clothes.

"No need for the bag," I laughed to myself, "I didn't bring any clothes today!"

I felt extra slutty putting on my wig and lipstick before I entered Gus's place. I expected to find four men inside waiting for me. As I opened the door from the garage into the house, I heard music playing and a bunch of voices coming from the living room.

Mary's Customer Base Expands

I walked through Gus's kitchen and rounded the corner into the living room. When I did, I was surprised by the crowd waiting for me. Gus rushed toward me, naked as usual, with a big smile.

"Mary, look at all the customers I've lined up for you!" Gus beamed, clearly proud of the bounty his efforts produced.

"It's quite a group," I replied looking at the six men in the room that were all smiling back at me while they devoured my body with their eyes.

Gus, my Nicaraguan host with the fat, seven-inch uncut cock had become my makeshift pimp. Ned, my favorite customer, was a handsome black man with almost eight inches of cock that he used like an artist. Then there were four new men.

"Gus, please introduce me to my new customers," I said, politely, choking back the excitement and concern at the same time.

"This is Morrie," Gus said, pushing a tall seventy-year-old man forward, gently, by the shoulders, "He's a retired married guy who is anxious to find some regular relief since his wife has lost interest in sex."

It was clear that Morrie was an attractive man in his earlier years. He was still somewhat fit and had a full head of hair. He was well over six feet tall and looked well groomed. But it was what was between his legs that really stood out. Morrie was packing an eight-and-a-half-inch monster with big low hanging balls. He was also sporting an old-school bush to top his look off.

"Nice to meet you Morrie," I said, trying to keep my focus above his waist when I addressed him.

"You are very pretty, Mary," Morrie replied, "Gus has told us all about you and we're all glad we can help."

"What the fuck did that mean?" I wondered to myself, I assumed that Gus had told all of them that I was a starving dollar store whore who needed more customers.

Next Gus walked another Latin man forward, "Mary, meet Eduardo," Gus said, "He and I were friends in our old neighborhood. He is also from Nicaragua."

I smiled at Eduardo and nodded. He was about a half inch shorter than Gus, and looked to be about the same age, in his fifties. He was also sporting a very thick, uncut cock that looked like he had just shaved. I appreciated his hygiene, and I wondered why these little Nicaraguan guys were hung so thick and always uncut. It must be something in the water, I presumed.

"And this is Sam," Gus said, as he again pushed one of the men forward by the shoulders.

"Pleasure to meet you Mary," Sam said, as he stroked his meat with no regard for anyone's presence, "You are much prettier than your profile picture."

From that instant, I suspected that Sam might be trouble. He was the youngest of the group, maybe late thirties. He was about five-ten, but very physically fit. His entire body was tan and shaved of all body hair like he was a body builder but without the muscles. He had dark hair and overly whitened teeth. This dude should have no problem getting laid; why was he here for a dollar store whore who is a very non-passable crossdresser. The cock he couldn't keep his hands off was about seven inches. I needed to watch out for this guy.

"Last but not least, this is Hank," Gus introduced the final man in the six-man group.

"Maybe last should go first," I joked, "Nice to meet you Hank," I smiled.

Of all the men, Hank looked out of place with the rest of the group. He was early forties, and he looked like a suburban, corporate, family man. He was clean cut and the only one still wearing boxers. He wouldn't look me in the eye when he greeted me, it was clear he was uncomfortable with the situation, but his lust had caused him to step outside his comfort zone. It wouldn't surprise me if Hank snuck out once things got real.

"Well, Gus, it's your party, how do you want to start?" I said, smiling around the room at my six soon to be customers.

Gus Sets the Ground Rules

"Alright guys, first off, thanks for coming today, I'm glad to help Mary find new customers so she can make ends meet. The ground rules are simple; Mary doesn't bareback but she does swallow. If you need to feel yourself unloading inside without a condom, her mouth is the place for that. As we discussed, Mary's price for any activity is just a dollar. Please use the phrase, 'For a dollar more' when you make your request and then place your dollar in the box on the coffee table. Tips at the end are always welcome. Mary must leave here by 2 p. m., so pace yourselves accordingly. I've donated plenty of condoms and lube on the coffee table here, so feel free to use them as needed."

I barely heard Gus explain the ground rules, the voice in my head was screaming too loudly, "You're naked, except for that stupid wig and lipstick, letting a Nicaraguan guy sell your body to a group of six strange men for a dollar! Are you fucking crazy?"

I had to admit, when my voice put it that way, it did seem like I was kind of far out over my skis. What started as an impulsive meeting with Gus had quickly escalated to something I could have never imagined; in just four days. Gus was either a crazy pervert, or a genius with fetishes. He had gotten into my head and turned me into Mary. Now I was about to let six men use me for just a dollar a time.

"Why don't we show them how this works, Mary," Gus's voice interrupted my thoughts, "For a dollar more, would you please get on your knees and suck my cock."

As the five other men watched, I dropped to my knees in the center of the living room and took Gus's uncut cock into my mouth. I heard the other men whispering among themselves as they watched me get to work on Gus. I wondered how this was going to work; since I only had two holes and there were six men to pleasure. I wondered what they would do while they waited for a spot to "open" for them.

I was so turned on having a group of naked men watch me suck Gus's thick cock. I loved having an audience watching me morph into a total slut. My cock was rock hard with excitement and lust. Mike disappeared and Mary was fully engaged. She started putting on a show for the waiting men. I took Gus's thick cock balls deep and held my nose in his pubes. Holding him there for as long as I could.

"Oh Fuck, Baby," Gus moaned, "Show them your deepthroat skills. I can't wait to see how you handle Morrie's big cock."

"Mary, for a dollar more, can I fuck your ass?" I heard Ned say in his low voice.

I saw him drop the dollar in the box on the coffee table, then take a condom out of the pile and work to put it on his hard cock. Ned had a big cock, and he used it like an artist. Every time he fucked me; it ended in a very satisfying orgasm. It was just 11:30 a. m. and I was already being spit roasted.

I heard the other men whispering among themselves while they watched Gus and Ned share my body for pleasure. I was on all fours letting my customers fuck me at both ends. I felt my right arm being pulled off the ground. Then I felt someone putting their hard cock in my right hand.

"Sam, remember the rules," Gus scolded in his Spanish accent, "Please use the phrase and put a dollar I the box."

"For a dollar more, Mary, will you stroke my cock?" Sam said, his voice shaking with excitement, as he put a dollar in the box.

This was a first for me. At first, I had a hard time keeping my mind on stoking Sam's cock while I had Gus's cock in my mouth and Ned's cock in my ass. I realized that I needed to let Gus and Ned do the work so I could focus on Sam's cock in my hand.

"For a dollar more, will you stroke my cock too?" I head Eduardo say in his thick Spanish accent.

Another dollar went into my box and was quickly in an awkward position trying to balance myself with a cock in each hand while getting spit roasted. I had seen something like this in porn movies, but I never thought it would be happening to me. I felt bad for Hank and Morrie who were patiently waiting for my availability. My mind was buzzing as I thought about bringing each of these men to orgasm eventually. If I was expected to swallow them all, I'd be going home with a very full stomach.

Meanwhile, Ned was working his usual artistry. His big cock seemed to be everywhere inside me all at once. Gus had his hands on both side of my head, holding me in place while he took full strokes into my throat. Sam grabbed my hand and started pumping his cock faster; clearly, he wanted more attention than I was giving him. Of all the men, I was worried that he might become more like Billy, the weirdo we threw out last time.

"For a dollar more, Mary, can I put my cock in your mouth along with Gus's?" Sam asked in his nervous voice, while he inserted another dollar into my box on the coffee table.

Mary Starts to Multi-task

I'd never had two cocks in my mouth at the same time, but I guess I was about to find out what it was like. Gus rotated a bit to my left, making room for Sam to slid in next to him. I held my mouth open as the two men forced the heads of their cocks into my mouth. My lips stretched to accommodate the large cock heads of both men. Gus and Sam took turns shoving their cocks into my open mouth. I was amazed that I was able to get half of both men's cocks into my mouth at the same time.

"I've never seen anything like this," Hank said, in his quiet, reserved voice.

I felt a calloused hand grab my right hand and place it on a giant cock, without looking I new it was Morrie.

"For a dollar more, Mary, will you stroke my cock?" I head Morrie ask, in his firm, low voice.

As another dollar went in the box, I struggled to juggle all five cocks I was supposed to be pleasuring. I was surrounded by men who were told that they could do almost anything they wanted to me for just a dollar more. I wondered how I let myself fall this far down the sexual rabbit hole.

"Let me have her mouth for myself for a minute, Sam," Gus moaned, "I'm getting close here.

"Fuckin' hot, man," Sam chuckled in a creepy way, "I can't wait to see you blow your load down her throat."

Gus grabbed my head with both hands and started to focus on his own pleasure. Meanwhile Ned was driving me within a few inches of my own orgasm. I had Eduardo's cock in one hand and Morrie's big snake in the other.

"Mary, for a dollar more, can I slide my cock in your ass next to Ned's?" Sam asked, in his excited, creepy voice.

"I'm not gay," Ned said in disgust, "I don't want my cock touching yours. Besides, I'm getting close, why don't you just wait your turn."

"No worries, big man," Sam acquiesced, "I'll just make our little bitch cum while you fuck her."

I felt Sam place his arm around my waist as he reached for cock and started stroking me.

"Shit, she's too dry," Sam noted, as he reached for the lube, "Let's get you nice and slippery, he said as he poured a pool of lube into his palm and then spread it all over my throbbing cock.

Ned had already pushed me very close to orgasm. Sam didn't know that he was holding a loaded gun. Meanwhile, I saw Hank out of the corner of my eye. He put a dollar in my box and then slipped out of his boxers, exposing a hard, handsome, totally shaved, seven-inch cock. He was sitting on the couch, stroking his cock as he watched the live sex show unfold in front of him. I thought it was nice that he put a dollar in the box just to watch.

Morrie's cock was not at full staff. It was the biggest cock I had ever seen in person. It was a throbbing and thick, with a giant purple head. It looked almost as long as my forearm from elbow to wrist. Even though I was so close to orgasming, his massive phallus struck fear as I wondered how I would accommodate his old monster.

"Are you ready for Papi's first load?" Gus growled, as his thighs shook involuntarily.

Gus's words, along with Sam's stroking and Ned's fucking pushed me over the edge and I started to spray cum everywhere.

"Oomphf, Mmphf" I snorted as my cock blasted most of the contents of my balls all over Gus's living room floor.

"Fuck, yeah," Ned purred, "I love how her ass spasms when she cums."

"I'll keep her going for you Ned," Sam laughed like a little boy as he continued to stroke my cock while I orgasmed hard.

"Swallow for me, Mary!" Gus howled as his knees bent and he held his cock deep in my throat with his big balls resting against and under my chin.

I could feel Gus fill my stomach with his hot semen as I writhed under my own orgasm. Eduardo and Morrie seemed to understand it was hard for me to keep stroking while my body was spasming as hard as it was. I was a little annoyed that Sam continued to stroke me aggressively even thought my orgasm was trying to subside. My spasming ass was driving Ned very close to orgasm as well, I could feel him slowing his stokes in order to keep fucking me longer.

My orgasm was subsiding, but Sam was still stroking me like a fiend. I used one of my hands to try to swat his hand away, but he just kept stroking me. It was becoming more than a little uncomfortable. Gus's orgasm had completed, and he expected me to clean his cock just the way I always did. He pushed out the final drops in his shaft using his thumb and forefinger. I held my mouth open to take it in and then sucked his shaft clean.

"I'm gonna need that mouth!" Ned bellowed, as he pulled out of my ass and raced toward my head, his throbbing cock in hand.

As soon as Ned pulled out, Sam put on a condom and slammed his cock into me from behind. He continued to stroke my cock while he pounded my ass. Meanwhile, Ned had his cock in my mouth, and he was taking his final short strokes before he unloaded. Of all the men, Ned seemed to at least want to bring pleasure as he took his. I appreciated his approach, and it showed through as I enthusiastically throated his big black cock.

"You are so good to Daddy, Baby," Ned moaned quietly as I sucked on his cock head, running my tongue underneath along his frenum.

It was now clear to me why Sam was here. He was a sexual klutz. For him, sex was all about shoving his cock into things and hoping to get off. He was rough and completely lacked sexual intuition or awareness. He was still stroking on my sensitive cock while he jerked his cock in and out of my ass with no rhythm or artistry. This guy could never properly pleasure a real woman.

"Swallow for Daddy!" Ned groaned as he held his balls against my chin and started pumping me full of his cum.

I continued to stroke Morrie and Eduardo as Ned finished in my mouth. Gus was now resting on the couch next to Hank.

"Get in there, Hank" Gus coached the quiet man next to him on the couch, "She gives the best blowjob you've ever had, and that ass is tight as a drum."

"I'm pacing myself," Hank said, dryly, it was clear that on the inside, Hank was laughing at the ridiculous scene unfolding in front of him.

Ned continued to take short strokes in my mouth as he finished. Gus had shown him how to help me clean his cock after he came. So, I expected what was coming next. As Ned pushed the final drops out of his shaft, I held the head of his penis in my mouth, not wasting a drop.

"Does she do that every time?" Morrie asked in his low rumbling voice.

"Sure does," Ned confirmed, "You'll never get another blowjob like this for any price. But for a buck, it is just incredible."

"Let me in after you, Ned," Morrie asserted, "I haven't had my cock sucked like that since Clinton was in the whitehouse."

"Man, this dude is old," I thought to myself as Ned pulled his wet, clean, black shaft out of my mouth.

When Morrie stepped in front of me, I heard myself gasp a little in shock. I had never seen a cock that big. Now that he was hard, his purple cock head was huge. His piss slit was easily a half an inch tall. His balls were epic. I knew that old guys ended up with low hangers, but these were ridiculous. It looked like his cock had tits growing underneath it because they were so big. I was literally concerned that I would drown when Morrie finally let loose in my mouth.

I opened my mouth to its fullest extent and put took him inside. I knew immediately that there was no way his giant cock head would fit in my throat.

Waiting Makes the Natives Restless

"Hey man, I thought I was next in her mouth!" Eduardo protested, "Gus we need some rules about who gets to go inside her next."

"Alright guys, the rules are simple," Gus started, "If you're in her ass and you need to cum, you get right of way into her mouth. If one of her openings becomes available, the guys in her hands get her next. You can't just jump off the bench and go right inside, unless there are no customers currently in her hands."

"Seems very well thought out," Hank chimed in, in his dry tone. "You've clearly a man of great logic."

Meanwhile, Morrie was slowly working his monster into my throat. Each time his cock head tried to pierce it's way deeper, I gagged and choked. It was like trying to swallow a baseball bat.

"Go slowly, Morrie," I gasped, saliva dripping from my chin, "I'll do my best to take you all the way down, but it may take some time."

"You're doing great, Honey," Morrie consoled, "The old boy is getting a little excited here 'cause it's been a while."

Ned plopped into Gus's recliner, his deflating cock hanging between his muscular thighs, "Got any booze or beer, Gus?" Ned asked.

"Help yourself to what's in the fridge," Gus replied, "There's also a bottle of Jack on the kitchen counter.

Eduardo was still in my left hand as Hank finally got off the couch and approached.

"For a dollar more, Mary, would you stroke my cock for me?" Hank asked in a very polite tone, dropping another dollar in the box on the coffee table.

I was once again at full capacity. Sam was in my ass, Morrie was trying to impale my throat, Eduardo was in my left hand and now Hank was in my right.

Although I kept swatting his hand away. Sam was still giving me a "reach around" as he fucked me from behind. My cock was irritated because it was still sensitive from my recent orgasm. His post-orgasm stroking had kept me hard, however. Eduardo and Hank were hard in both my hands, so I felt like I as giving them fair stimulation for the money. My palm was sticking a little as I stroked Hank's dry cock.

"Hank, feel free to use some lube," I said as I pulled off Morrie's cock for a second.

"Thanks Mary," Hank replied, "You're so considerate."

Hank stepped away to reach for the lube, but Gus was quick to jump up and hand it to him. Soon, Hank was back in my hand and slipping back and forth comfortably.

Morrie had become a little more aggressive; he had his hands on the back of my head pulling me down onto his shaft. I could feel his huge cock head getting lodged in my throat. When it did, my airway was completely closed off.

"That's it Mary," Morrie growled in his low voice, "Let me in that throat."

I was certain that I would never be able to get Morrie's monster all the way down. It was just too big for a mortal to deepthroat. I had just over six inches of his arm-sized shaft in my throat, and I was barely over halfway. He would have to significantly stretch my esophagus to get his cock any deeper.

Meanwhile, Sam was jerking his cock in and out of my ass like a monkey trying to fuck a football. It was doing absolutely nothing for me, but he seemed to be enjoying himself judging by the theatrical noises he was making.

"Is this your first time?" Ned laughed, returning from the kitchen with a beer in his hand, and making fun of Sam's antics, "You're louder than a sorority girl on prom night."

"Shut up, man," Sam replied, "I've never had an ass this tight before."

I was hoping that Sam was getting close. It would get his stupid hands off my cock and give my throat a break from Morrie's efforts to split it open. Morrie was pulling hard on my head, driving his cock deeper and deeper into my throat. I felt the tears running down my face as my eyes bulged from the treatment. Morrie wasn't cruel, he just had a huge cock and he expected his money's worth.

"I'm next inside," Eduardo negotiated with Hank, expecting that one of the men was going to cum soon, "I've been in her hand all day."

"Be my guest," Hank replied, politely, "I'm not quite ready yet anyway."

Sam was clearly getting close. I suspected this because he had finally stopped stroking my cock and he was quiet. He was taking short strokes with just the tip of his cock in my ass. It was weird, but I figured he got the most sensation that way.

"Morrie, I'm gonna need that mouth," Sam announced, as he pulled out and ripped the condom off his throbbing cock.

"I was just getting in there," Morrie replied, sounding frustrated, "Hurry up, I wanna keep working deeper."

Sam stepped in front of me and shoved his tan, perfectly manicured cock into my mouth and then straight down my throat. I was relieved to have a normal, human sized cock in my mouth again. My throat was well lubed with saliva after Morrie's assault. So Sam had no problem driving himself in until his balls rested on my chin.

Eduardo, dropped a dollar in the box, grabbed a condom and was preparing to be next in my ass. Like Gus, he was thick and uncut. I could feel him go in because of his girth. Once inside, he took his time to build up the depth and frequency of his strokes. Unlike Sam, Eduardo knows how to fuck.

Meanwhile, Sam the spaz, was unloading in my throat.

"Oh Gawd. Take it. Take it you whore. Swallow my seed!" He wailed as his body shook and spasmed.

"Jeezus, tone it down there, Barbie," Ned laughed, "I think the entire neighborhood can hear you."

I was surprised at the size of the load that Sam was delivering. For being such a klutz, his balls sure held a lot of semen. I was barely an hour into the session and my stomach was already getting pretty full. I also knew that Morrie was still waiting to impale my throat once Sam was finished. I kept my mouth on Sam until he finally pulled out somewhat deflated. He took the liberty of slapping his wet cock all over my face like he'd seen in porno movies. It was a cringe move that Morrie wasted no time ending.

"Let me back in, midget," Morrie roared in his low voice, pushing the tan man aside.

"Whatever, I'm going to get something from my car," Sam announced and left the living room.

"What do you think he's getting?" Ned asked Gus, "I bet he's out there doing coke or meth or something."

"He does seem pretty wired," Gus replied, "As long as he doesn't bring anything in here, I don't give a fuck."

Morrie was back in my throat burrowing his way deeper with each stroke. I was struggling to get air as he continued his pursuit. I felt my throat expanding as he drove himself in deeper and deeper. Eduardo was in his own world, enjoying my ass while he delivered a respectable fuck. I felt like Hank was getting the short end of the stick. He was the only one who hadn't spent any time in my mouth or ass. I decided I would give him the first shot at either once Eduardo or Morrie were finished.

The room was relatively quiet as I continued to serve my three active customers. The only sounds were the sloshing sound my throat was making as Morrie impaled me on his cock, and the slapping sound Eduardo's hips made every time they crashed into my ass. I hadn't really been paying attention, but I now noticed Morrie's pubes started to tickle my nose. I had him in almost to the base.

"Now you're getting it," Morrie growled in his deep voice, "Just another inch or so and you'll have it all."

"Her neck is expanding like a cobra every time Morrie drives that fence in deep," Ned commented, "Morrie, you ever have anyone take that all the way down?"

"She's gonna do it," Morrie insisted, "Just a couple more strokes and I'm there," he continued.

When I left home today, I had no idea that I would be trying to swallow a nine-inch cock that was as thick as my arm. I was certain that I was going to be hoarse for weeks when Morrie was finished.

"I'm getting close, Morrie," Eduardo interrupted, "Hurry up and finish so she's ready for me."

"Slow your roll there, partner," Morrie barked, "I don't like to be rushed."

I was pretty sure that Morrie was going to stay on his own timetable. Eduardo also got the picture. Morrie was pulling very hard on the back of my head now. Unfortunately, his cock got thicker at the base, and I was having trouble taking him in without scraping my teeth on his shaft.

"Teeth!" Morrie shouted, "Open wide, Mary, you're almost there," he coached.

I felt my head slide forward and his pubes bump against my nose. I had taken him to the base.

"Fuhk," Morrie moaned in his deep voice, "Fuckin' hold it there, Mary"

I held my breath while Morrie took short strokes all the way inside my throat. His giant balls were hanging under my chin bouncing against the bottom of my jaw every time he took his short strokes. Suddenly, I could feel a strong warm gush of fluid in my throat. Morrie was cumming, and I needed to hold my breath until he finished.

"Fuck yeah," Morrie groaned, "Take it, bitch."

His balls pumped rope after rope of thick, old man cum directly into my stomach. It was totally overwhelming, and my cock was throbbing with arousal. It didn't help that Eduardo was hammering me from behind at the same time. All of a sudden, I found myself about to orgasm again and there was nothing I could do about it.

"Mmmph, Glmph, Glawck" I heard myself as I unloaded onto Gus's floor for the second time today.

"You guys are making Mary cum again!" Gus announced, "Eduardo, how does that feel?"

"It's fantastic when her ass spasms like this," Eduardo replied, "Morrie, I'm gonna need that mouth any second."

Morrie was too busy suffocating me and impaling me to listen to Eduardo. He was treating me like an object, using his huge hands to guide my head exactly where he wanted it. When his shaft finally left my throat, he was still shooting large ropes into my mouth. I was grateful that my airway was open again, but I was having a difficult time swallowing all the cum he was pumping into my mouth. Some of it seeped out between my lips and his shaft, and slowly dripped down my cheeks and chin.

"I need her mouth now!" Eduardo announced, pulling out of my ass, tearing off the condom and rushing around me from my ass to my head.

Morrie reluctantly pulled his cock out of my mouth while he was still shooting his final ropes. When he did, he painted my face with three final ropes of cum that covered my forehead and my nose. Eduardo didn't hesitate to plunge his thick cock down my throat and start to unload as well.

"Gawd, this feels good!" Eduardo howled as his head leaned back with his cock down my throat.

I was having a little trouble taking more cum after what Morrie delivered. I started to gag and cough as Eduardo fed me his pungent offering. The strong odor of Morrie's semen filled my nostrils due to the large deposit he had placed on my face. This was my fifth load swallowed today. It was more than I'd ever had, and more than I honestly thought I could manage. I still had Hank waiting in the wings and who knows how many guys would want to go a second round. I decided after Eduardo was done, I needed a break.

As Eduardo's orgasm subsided, I felt Hank's cock start to push against my well used anus. Without much effort, I felt the head of his cock "pop" as it broke through my sphincter and plunged inside. I guess I was going to have to wait until Hank finished to take my break.

"Clean me up like you did with Gus," Eduardo instructed, and I followed his request.

I let my head fall forward onto the floor as Hank buried himself in my ass. I needed to rest, even if Hank was just getting started. I realized that it was going to be a very long session today. I had bitten off far more than I could chew.

TO BE CONTINUED...