My 3 Rockstar Bosses

“Mmmph!” was my helpless cry. “Mmmph, mmph!”

“Aw fuck baby,” was Tom’s answering roar. “Aw fuck fuck fuck. That’s it honey. Slide it all the way in.”

And what could I do but obey? Taking a deep breath, I pressed my hips down all the way, swallowing the hot pole whole. The feeling was incredible. Ten inches of metal wrapped in the finest nubuck, caressing my insides. It wasn’t like a man, instead the rod unyielding, forcing my pussy to its shape.

“Unnnh!” was my helpless scream. “Unnnh!”

And with that, it began. As Tom squeezed his dick, those blue eyes soaking up the scene, I gave him a show. My curvy form bucked and fucked, sliding up and down the metal pole again and again, soaking the leather through.

“Mmmph!” I screamed again, curls flying as my breasts bobbled. “Unnnf!”

And then it happened. With a final muffled “UNNNNH!” I burst. My pussy clenched down on the equipment so hard that stars flew before my eyes. Hot juices coursed down the leather exterior as my tits swayed, eyes squeezed shut.

“UNNNH!” came my ecstatic cry again, pussy fucked so good. “Unnnh!”

And with that, Mr. Tanning came as well. But he didn’t come into his hand. Oh no. With me stuck on that gearshaft, trembling and creaming, the alpha was up in a flash, circling behind me. And no, he didn’t stuff that dick into my cunt, I was already crammed full. Instead, the man aimed his tip right at my anus, even burrowing a bit inside before unleashing like a storm.

“FUCK!” he roared. “Shit fuck shit!”

And oh god, but jets of sperm blasted in my back end. I’ve never had anything up there before, and he wasn’t inside, not really. Because only the head of his penis was lodged in my back hole, his glans pressing against my rim. But the man’s aim was perfect, and hot streams of jizz lashed my rectum, spurt after spurt of virile white coating my backdoor.

“Mmmph!” I screamed again. “Unnh!”

Because how wrong was this? I was literally fucking the gears of the plane, my insides invaded by a combination of metal and leather. And to top it off, the handsome pilot was currently unloading a bucket of cum in my bottom, overfilling me with liquid goodness.

“Unnnnh,” I moaned again, eyes dropping clos

ed. Because this was unreal. I’d just engaged in mechaphilia, the love of mechanical inanimate objects. Not only that, but I did it because the billionaire told me too, letting his filthy mind guide my way. Plus, there was the dildo gag and the male cream currently dripping my back end.

What’s become of me?

Who is this new Joanie?

Have I gone too far?

But as Tom pulled out, roaring his pleasure, I knew I wanted more. Because the feel of that hot cum dripping from my ass tantalized, the goopy semen filling my senses. And with a sweet smile, I turned towards my handsome pilot.

“More big boy?” was the throaty purr. “Give me everything.”

And the billionaire growled.

“As you wish, sweetheart. As you wish.”

CHAPTER SIX

Nick

They were late. Way late. That fucker better not have fucked up.

Because we were all in Tucson, waiting for Tom to arrive with his charge.

The beautiful Joanie.

Reportedly the most innocent brunette that’s ever set foot on an Elite Air jet.

Well, she’s not that innocent anymore.

According to reports she was sexy and wild now. With a hotly creaming cunt and big tits that swung as she was fucked. A pink pout that could stretch. And oh shit, that ass.