Chapter 2 – Chapter 2

I wanted to object: to scream out, but my mouth was effectively blocked. A new meaning for cock blocking. Sure I mumbled vociferously. No one understood, no one cared. I wanted to, at least, see if he were using a condom. I had no say.

Chad continued to slide that thick cock between my lips then Pete began to slide his unseen cock between the slippery cheeks of my ass.

Chad's hands were holding my head up to ease the way for his cock. Meanwhile Pete's hands pushed down on the sides of my hips spreading my cheeks apart.

Chad started to thrust impatiently as if he were nearing his orgasm. Pete was pushing the head of his cock right up against my slicked anus. Those times when my ex didn't relax it went badly for her. I had to relax! I had to.

Chad was making the smallest but fastest jabs. He was getting faster and faster and saying, "Suck it. Suck harder. Take it. Take my, Oh here it comes. Uhng, Aah." And he did it. With a final grunt and push he filled my mouth with his slimy goo. It was washing over, slipping around my tongue, at exactly the moment that Peter's cock popped through my sphincter.

Peter proceeded to enter my ass faster than Chad had progressed in my mouth. Rather than creeping forward by centimeters he fucked his way in an inch at a time. It was at least three inches into me before he stopped to add more lube. I wasn't even feeling his thighs or balls, so who knew how much more there was to go.

Chad wiped his spent cock on my lips and face then went to go sit down in an armchair. Pete was penetrating my asshole again by now. I just lay my head down to take it. Pete was saying something in my ear, "…usually blowjobs but Chad didn't want your back door. I didn't think I would like it this much but I am.

His dick stretched my hole but not unbearable. I felt his dick making ingress and the further it went in the more it stretched. Yet still, I could take it.

It went farther and farther until I had no ability to avoid grunting from the pressure. I didn't want to give him any satisfaction for causing me any discomfort, but it was too deep to ignore. I imagined my insides bending and giving way to what felt like a large straight club of a cock. They were supposed to curve and coil themselves but could not help but be straightened at the intrusion. And yes, it hurt when that cock was at its deepest.

He kept going, sawing in and out. After a short time I did feel his thighs pressed against the back of mine. I never did feel his balls strike mine, I think the Saran bindings interfered.

I continued to grunt involuntarily each time my innards were assaulted, but then I heard a second voice grunting. It was Pete, unlike mine, his weren't grunts of discomfort but of great pleasure.

The tempo of the ass fucking increased greatly reaching a rapid crescendo. I didn't hate them anymore because they had dealt out all they could and I was surviving. I would emerge bruised but victorious.

Pete laid down on top of me. He wasn't that heavy so the weight was no big deal. He brought his mouth near to my ear saying, "How does it feel to be getting royally fucked? I'm gonna fill you up in a few minutes and I'm a big cummer. How did you like Chad's cum in your mouth? I hope you liked it a lot, jerk, cause if you don't learn your lesson there's plenty more to come."

There was no way I was going to give him the satisfaction. I spit back, "It wasn't that bad. His cock wasn't that big, and neither are you. His load was actually kind of bland, and I'm not even gonna taste yours. Give me your best shot."

Peter pounded into my butt fast and furiously cumming just a few minutes later. When he came it got quite a bit more slippery with the added cum and all. It hurt a little when he was at his deepest. But I could handle it. I'm just glad neither of them was large enough to cause any real damage.

Just then the doorbell rang again. Pete leaned close to my ear whispering, "Oh, by the way, I hacked your email and contacted everyone you treated badly. A few of these guys have some really huge cocks. Based on some of the shit you said to them I think they're really gonna give you hell. It's a shame you're still an asshole. If you had just shown some remorse…

Oh, and by the way, when I was reading your emails I found one to your ex wife. Tsk, tsk, you didn't treat her very well either. We, she and I, had a nice talk on the phone. She's gonna be coming along too – with some of her friends."

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