My 3 Rockstar Bosses

So immediately, Will and I swing into action. Like clockwork, he pushes forwards as I pull back, and then the reverse. I push forwards as he pulls back. The rhythm is perfect, smooth and coordinated so that Macy’s always full of dick.

“Mmmm!” she cries out involuntarily, both holes being used mercilessly, big dick pounding into her again and again. “Mmmm!”

And oh fuck, but it’s so good. Her ass is tiny, dry and tight, and the feel of my brother going in as I pull out only adds to the dirty factor, the nasty “we’re fucking a slut” attitude.

And I can’t take it anymore. It’s too good, her sweet curves generous mixed with the tightest asshole I’ve ever had, and with a rough cry and a jerk of my hips, the blast comes. Oh yeah, baby batter erupts full-force from my stiff cock, coating my sweet girl’s rectum in hot, goopy white.

And Will and Macy scream simultaneously as well. She jerks between us, pussy twitching before exploding in a shower of sparks, ass and cunt dissolving into powerful spasms, grabbing both our cocks and milking us desperately for more.

“Unnnh!” comes her breathless scream. “Oh god Tim! Oh god Will!”

But it’s not the end because my bro showers her then, his sperm shooting deep up into that pussy canal, coating her ovaries with virile, hot spunk. Oh yeah, he’s unloading like a firehose, giving her all the DNA he’s got, all those little swimmers blasting inside. And soon I’ll be doing the same because as soon as we’re finished pumping her full, we’re gonna switch spots and I’ll get my opportunity to fill that fertile pussy with my DNA this time.

But suddenly a wordless bark disrupts the haze, an agonized yelp of “Aieeeee!!”

What the hell?

My dick’s still pumping and there’s no way to make it stop. So semen keeps blasting, overflowing our girl even as I turn my head halfway to see who it is.

And whaddya know but it’s Marsha Jones in a flowered housecoat, claw-like hands gripping the doorway, eyes bulging.

“Macyyyyy!” she manages to scream this time. “Macy!”

All movements cease except for the endless pumping of our ball sacks, unloading into our lush brunette.

But Macy manages to squeak her head around, mouth dropping open.

“Mom?” she pants, eyes wild. “Mo -mom?”

I can imagine what this looks like. Sweet teen girl, a virgin not long ago, now sandwiched between two giant alpha males, one dick in her puss and one dick in her ass, semen spilling in great goopy runs between our bodies. Oh yeah, not a sight for any mother to see. Sorry about that Marsha. Cover your eyes with your hands, if that helps.

But Macy’s in a panic.

“Oh god!” the girl screams now, trying desperately to scramble free. But there’s no way. She’s literally pinned by two cocks in both her holes, stuck like a pig on a stick. So the girl shuts her eyes, pretending like it’s gonna go away.

But it’s not going away, not without some magic at least. So my brother and I pull out in a rush, thick shafts coated in superglue. Moving like ninjas, we scramble into our jeans as Marsha goes ballistic, screaming for her husband.

“Jim!” comes that banshee wail. “Jim!”

But she takes a deep breath and turns on Macy, eyes like burning coals.

“You ungrateful lazy little whore!” comes a scream, spittle flying from her mouth, splattering my leg.

Macy tries to hide under the blankets but her mother swoops over and snatches them away, exposing her daughter’s body drenched in male cum.

“Look at you, allowing these men to see you like this, to treat you like some … some … prostitute! You fucking slut! Saying you didn’t want to go back to school! It was because of this, wasn’t it? You’ve been letting the boys next door fuck you silly!”

The brunette begins to shiver and cry as Jim Jones runs in, half-asleep still.

“What’s going on here?” he demands, rubbing his eyes.

But then they go wide when he sees me and Will in only our jeans with his daughter nude on the bed, shaking and sobbing.

“What the hell?” he grunts from surprise more than anything. I’m sure any father seeing his daughter naked with two men in the room would be startled as all fuck.

“She did it!” screams Mrs. Jones. “Your daughter was fucking these two men when I came in! I caught them red-handed! Whore! Whore! Whore!”

It’s like a scene from The Handmaid’s Tale where the handmaids chant at a victim, pointing and accusatory. Totally unnecessary.