Page 26 of Man Swappers


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“Hell, yeah...oooooh, shit...uh, fuck...”

I run my fingers along his smooth, muscular chest. My mouth finds his shoulder and neck and begins to suck and bite.

“Fuck the shit outta her,” Persia urges, pinching and twisting her nipples. “Dig her guts out. Fuck her hard and deep ’til she begs you to stop. Fuck her ’til her pussy swells up...”

I want to tell her to shut the hell up; that she’s really going a bit overboard. But I am lost in his rhythm. He rapidly pounds up into my wetness.

I nut, again. Coat his cock with cream.

Then somehow he lifts me up and starts fucking me standing. He is much stronger, much more agile, and virile, than any of us anticipated. He slows his thrusts, stirs his dick inside of me, brushing against my walls. Mmmm, it feels so damn good!

“Ohhh, yes...fuck me,” I whisper, begging seductively. His curved cock hits my spot, boomerangs around my pussy, causing a rush of waves to wash over me.

Persia is now standing in back of him, kissing his back, kneading his shoulders. She slowly lowers herself, leaving a trail of kisses along his spine. Tells him she wants to taste him. That she wants to eat his sweaty ass. If I weren’t being fucked so good I’d laugh at her nasty, ass-eating self. Tell her

she’s always somewhere trying to tongue out some man’s hole. But the dick is feeling too damn delicious to comment. She pulls open his ass, loses her tongue in him.

He gasps. “Oh, shit...uhhhh, fuck...aaaaah...”

I can tell this is a new experience for him. One he’ll never forget. “You like how she’s tonguing your ass?” I whisper, gazing into his eyes.

He grunts. “Yeah...uhhh...oh shit...”

His legs start to wobble. She has him on the brink of exploding.

“Don’t nut, yet,” Paris says, sauntering over to us. Her hand lost between her thighs. “Not until I feel you inside of me. Not until you fuck me deep.”

I toss my head back, glance back and smirk at her. “Yeah, you better come and get some of this young buck’s dick...uhhh... uhhh...ooooooh, its soooooo fucking big...”

He shovels his dick in and out of me a few more times. “Mmmmm...mmm...nice tight pussy...ohhh, shit...”

He pulls his dick out. Lets me down, abandons my poor pussy; leaves it empty and stretched and lonely. It aches and weeps and is throbbing with desire. I want more. Persia watches as he pulls Paris into his arms. I can tell by the look in her eyes, keenly aware, that her pussy, too, yearns for more cock. We both look on. Watch as he tongues Paris down. Presses his body into hers, then enters her standing. She moans as he pulls her legs upward, holding her up in the air and pistons his dick balls deep. She yelps and gasps, determined to endure the sweet pain he is giving her.

Persia and I are both in awe when she lowers her head and body backward and reaches toward the floor with her hands. “Harder,” she instructs him. “Fuck me deep...uhhh...oooh...Pound my pussy...uhhh, yesssssss...faster...”

Sweat dripping from his face, he fucks her harder, faster, more determined, until her eyes roll in the back of her head. He grips her waist tighter, then starts swinging her around in a circle, pounding his dick into her. He spins and fucks her, mercilessly, until they are both dizzy.

A part of me is jealous that I am not the one leaning backward and reaching for the floor, being swung around as if I’m on an imaginary merry-go-round with a pussy full of cock. He walks and fucks her backward toward the bed, then lowers himself down on it so that Paris is now straddling him.

“Yo, somebody come give me some pussy to eat,” he says, leaning back on the bed and looking over at Persia and me. I practically sprint over to him, almost knocking Persia out of the way, and leap onto his face. The minute his tongue brushes against my clit, I am coming again. On his tongue, his lips, his chin. My juices splash out of me. This is how worked up he has gotten me.

I fuck his face, smother him with my pussy, rocking back and forth over his mouth and tongue until I am moaning and groaning and I am weak. Reluctantly, I finally get up and trade places with Persia. She mounts his face, rides down on his mouth. But I know she wants what I want: more of his dick. And I tell Paris so. Yet, she keeps galloping up and down on him, acting as if she hasn’t heard me. This cock whore is ignoring me, I think, tapping her on the shoulder.

She gives me a disgusted look and keeps riding his dick. And it is obvious she has no plans of stopping until she gets hers.

“That’s right, lil’ daddy,” Persia says, grabbing her titties. “Tongue my pussy.” She twirls her tongue around her left nipple, then her right. “Oooh, yeah...you ready for this nut?” Royce grunts as he continues working her hole with his lips, mouth, tongue and fingers. “Here it comes, baby...open wide, catch it in your mouth...uhhhhh...”

She comes hard, slumping forward as Royce continues sucking her juices.

I walk behind Paris, count the number of strokes she’s taking and enjoying, waiting. Up. Down. Up. Down. Five, six, seven, eight. As soon as she lifts up for the ninth time, I lift her ass up in the air, causing Royce’s cock to pop out of her pussy. She topples over.

“Ohmygod,” she says, rolling off the bed. “Bitch, I can’t believe you just tossed me off of him like that.”

I shrug. “I asked you nicely to switch, boo. My pussy needs to be stuffed, too.”

I take Paris in, and burst out laughing. Her eyes are wide, her face is sweaty, and her hair is disheveled. She’s shocked, but can’t help but laugh, too. Persia looks over her shoulder to see what the commotions all about. Before you know it the four of us are laughing.

“Yo, you wildin’ for real, ma,” Royce says, shaking his head at me. “No need to go knockin’ ya peeps off the cock. I got enough dick to go around and more than enough nut for all of you. It’s all good.”

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