Private Property update

Toy immediately pulled at his hair, forcing him back to her groin and her pleasure. Cannon’s own hold was tight on Sue’s head, helping her move it up and down on his throbbing erection. The two women were getting to him as Cannon had rarely been aroused, overwhelming him with feeling and want. He felt alive. He felt as if the surge of lust he felt for them was delivering him back into manhood. He had never wanted to fuck two bitches so bad in his life!

Toy licked her dry lips. She was just about there, her orgasm rising up from her toes, finding her face flushed and her heart pounding frenziedly in her chest. Perspiration bloomed all over her clear skin, while the sweet smell of her cunt filled the air, soaking into her senses. Goosebumps lined her arms and tingled down her legs, a physical manifestation of the sensation quivering inside her, spurred on by the whip-cracks of Cannon’s tongue.

“Suck me! Suck me hard! Yesss! AHHH! I want your tongue deeper… more, more… DON’T STOP! GOOOODDD!” Toy exploded into Cannon’s mouth, sweet and warm, gushing like a tide coming in.

“Mmm, not bad,” Cannon hummed, sucking and swallowing the tangy syrup from Toy’s twitching cuntlips.

Toy shook more, shook harder, slipping free from Cannon’s broad shoulders to land with a squeal on the bounding bedsprings of the nearby cot. The impact didn’t knock the wind from her any more than her orgasm had. Now lying flat on her back, she opened her legs even wider than the landing had spread them, showing that her cunt was lubricated and ready for the urges she knew she had filled Cannon with. The urges she loved letting him vent.

“Now, baby!” she wailed. “Give it to me now! Ram it into me! Fuck my pussy while it’s still coming!”

But Cannon ignored her, his attention focused on Sue as she knelt before him, her blonde head bobbing as much as the prodigiously long shaft in her mouth would let it. She could only go down so far on it before there was no more room in her throat, or so it felt like.

“Uuuhh! Gee-zus, woman, suck it! SUCK IT!”

Being in Sue’s mouth felt to Cannon like his dick was being dipped in warm honey. The eroticism of the sensation was simply incredible. He didn’t know how he had managed to eat Toy out—the act must’ve distracted him from all the sensations of Sue’s blowjob, because the only thing he could do now that he was feeling the full force of it was close his eyes and hold onto the girl’s golden hair. She was taking him for the ride of his life.

Cannon was used to having sex to relieve tension, for a reset on the pressure that accrued in his weapon of a body. But he’d already vented that stress, fucking Toy the first time around. Now, with no need for relief or release, he was enjoying himself. He didn’t need to come the way he usually did, that violent race towards fulfillment. Instead, his mind swelled with desire. He wanted to do every passionate thing that Sue and Toy inspired him to think of. He felt free and alive with arousal, relearning the appeal of sex for its own voluptuous sake. Even Sue and Toy’s antipathy towards each other couldn’t blunt his good cheer. It amused him more than anything else. As much as they hated one another, he loved fucking them.

Sue looked up at him, her All-American blue eyes wide and glassy with lust. “Ooohh, lover, it makes my pussy so hot to feel your cock in my mouth. I can’t wait to feel it everywhere else. Give it to me wherever you want—I wanna take it right where you put it.”

The thought that her excited juices were even now leaking from her cunt, propelled out of her by the act of servicing him, made Cannon’s erection throb with eagerness to test her lubrication. He imagined how good it would be to sink his engorged cock into her ready sex and feel just how hot blowing him had made her.

But that wasn’t in the cards; Toy was done waiting for her turn. She grabbed a handful of Sue’s luscious locks, just as the blonde started to slip her mouth once more over Cannon’s manhood, and forced her to double-time what she was already doing. She plunged Sue forward, further down on Cannon’s member than she’d yet taken him, certainly further than she was comfortable. With his girthy cock traveling deep into Sue’s throat, the blonde choked, her neck bulging outwards, stretching to accommodate the full width of his shaft.

“Hghk! Hhk! Hhggh!” Sue sputtered, eyes wide and wild, spit running down her chin as she struggled to contain Cannon’s prick. The spirit was willing, but Toy had pushed her far past what the flesh was capable of.

And only made the feeling more delectable for Cannon. He put one big hand on Sue’s head and the other on Toy’s, possessively fondling the both of them as he enjoyed their ‘teamwork.’

“My, Sue, you really are one champion cocksucker,” Toy simpered unconvincingly, going so far as to bat her eyelashes in obviously feigned friendship with the woman she was ‘sharing’ Cannon with. “Taking his cock so well… and so much of it. I’d never be able to swallow that much, let alone stomach it. Go on, take some more. You’ve almost got him hilted. You are his little cock holster… aren’t you?”

And so, challenged like that, Sue hesitated, gave in for a few crucial seconds. A fire lit in her gleaming eyes and she tried her best to successfully gulp down Cannon’s member. And still Toy drove her on, forced her on, making Sue take that cock as far as it had ever gone down her esophagus, into her gullet. No one else had Sue ever fellated so utterly. No man she’d met up till now had enough of a cock to so thoroughly challenge her.

It was too much for her, but Sue didn’t realize that until she gagged, over and above how she’d already choked. Cannon’s prick was forced so far down her throat it was practically in her stomach. Toy didn’t let up, holding Sue down on the base of his vast length, making her take and keep all of Cannon’s shaft.

Sue couldn’t breathe, couldn’t think—both senses and thoughts were dominated by how her throat roiled, from top to bottom, with muscular contractions as it struggled to orient itself around the stretching size of Cannon’s penetration.

“Gakh! Gghh! Gkkh!” Sue heaved, desperate for breath as every whisper of air had to pass alongside the blockade that ran all the way from her splayed lips to the bulge between her breasts. Cannon was not leaving one bit of her throat untouched in his quest to satisfy himself with her gullet’s tightness.

Finally, Sue could take no more, either of Cannon’s prick or of the putrefying air trapped in her lungs. Her eyes rolled back in her head, her face cooled to a blue pallor, and her body gave a rattle before Toy pulled her clear of the phallus that had come to threaten her life.

It wasn’t that Madame Toy particularly cared to preserve Sue’s life, although ending it certainly might have earned Cannon’s ire and thus jeopardized her own satisfaction. It was more that, with Sue unconscious, Toy didn’t want to waste precious moments finishing her off when she could instead be sating her own need for Cannon’s now unoccupied erection.

She released Sue—the blonde slid off the furthest reaches of Cannon’s length, puddling bonelessly on the floor, sucking in breaths that failed to revive her inactive brain. At the same time, Toy dropped onto her back upon the bed. Her legs spread, showing Cannon the wetly aroused flesh of her groin, the dampness from his licking tongue a distant memory with the way her cunt was leaking. She reached out her arms to him.

“It’s my turn now.”

“Don’t you think I should check on Sue?” Cannon asked dryly.

“Not if you want that cock back when I’m done with it.”

Cannon chuckled and crawled over her. He was ready to get his next helping of this feast he’d been lucky enough to procure. His tongue had been in Toy’s pussy; he knew how exquisitely tight and wet and warm it was, the perfect place to sheath his swollen cock. Sue’s mouth had made it as big and hard as it could possibly be—now he would see if Toy could take it.

He covered her with his body, sank down into her creamy flesh, and his cock was accepted by her pussy. Toy felt a jolt of pain and a brighter burst of pleasure. She was satisfied by both. She enjoyed knowing that she had made him this hard, this desperate, to fuck her violent and not gentle, for his demand to be urgent instead of a decadently enjoyed luxury. She wanted his savagery. She wanted his need.

Cannon fucked into her, her face turned up to him, urging him on, smiling beatifically at the pleasure and tearing up at the pain. He looked away from Toy’s straining face and saw his cock shudder into her clasping sex, past the skilled cuntlips and into the hot, churning wetness at her core.

“I swear, Cannon, I’ll never fuck another prick as long as I live! Cock me, you bastard! Oh shit, your dick feels so good! It’s so hard! So big! Fuck, Cannon, it’s making me—making me—!”

Cannon felt her hips twitching faster and faster, her cunt desperately gulping his cock. He put his hands on her hips, making sure their rhythm held steady as he watched Toy’s slit merge with his cock over and over again.

She moved like she was fucking him—thrusting her pussy to him, then pulling it away, then back again. His hands tightened on her slender waist. He wouldn’t let her go too far. Not when her cunt felt so good. If it weren’t for how sweet this warm, wet friction felt around his manhood, he’d bury himself in her pussy and stay there forever.

“I’m coming, Cannon! Ooohh! Hold me! Grab my ass! I’m COOOMMIINNNGG!”

Pulling himself up over her, onto his knees, Cannon grabbed the hunching muscles of her buttocks. With a good grip on each weighty cheek, he pulled her to his groin as much as he fucked into her, her tight cunt stripping his member with every stroke.

Toy felt the crack of her ass open up as she was rocked back and forth and she loved it, loved knowing that her asshole was exposed to Cannon’s lustful eyes, ready to be given to his cock. Her climax was coming in a series of shocking convulsions, never really ending, but going on and on with every thrust Cannon hit her with. She fucked him harder, faster, trying to get every inch of his cock into her pussy before her orgasm became too much for her to take.

“Oh God! Cannon! You’re the best! Your cock is the best! Don’t stop fucking me! Please don’t come! Just keep fucking! I want to keep getting your prick!

Toy’s ass ground against Cannon’s muscular thighs, her sex filled to bursting with his erection. Her overwhelmed cuntlips still kept a firm grip on the base of his shaft, while her folds rippled with ecstasy wherever his length assaulted them and even beyond, deep into the recesses of her womb. Cannon felt how her inner muscles gripped his prick in a stubborn, doomed effort to give as good as she got. He felt an orgasmic shockwave start deep in her womanhood.

“Cannon! Jesus Christ! I’m coming! I’m coming! You’re making my pussy so damn hot! CANNON!”

Cannon felt the muscles of her ass and thighs quiver as she gave into the vibrations of her orgasm, her body now just being fucked back and forth in a slow, easy motion with his thrusting. He gave her strokes that were decisive but restrained, knowing he didn’t have to bring her to orgasm with his roughness—he just had to keep her there.

Then he decided to make her come again anyway. He gritted his teeth and tensed his haunches. His prick jumped deep into Toy’s cunt, bringing back the pain of being stretched to her pleasure-saturated senses. Her hooded eyes opened wide. Her mouth formed a perfect O of unanticipated sensation. Toy had not expected to be reminded she was his while she was enjoying herself so much.

“Oh my God! Do that again! PLEASE!”

Cannon drew himself out of her, Toy quivering as she was deprived of his cock, while at the same time satiated by the feeling of friction from him moving through her. Then, with only his glans still between her splayed lips, he fed himself back into her all at once. When he was hilted in her, Cannon still strained to go deeper, his cock tensing, quivering deep in Toy’s warm, wet depths.

“OH GOD! CANNON! I’VE NEVER FELT SO GOOD! SO FUCKING GOOD! COME INSIDE ME! I WANT YOU TO SHOOT YOUR CUM ALL THE WAY IN ME! PLEASE, CANNON! COME!”

Cannon didn’t listen to her. He was concentrating hard, but on resisting the urge to ejaculate, not give in. He had her in a place where every thrust, precisely timed and wielded, brought her to climax. She was a slave to the pleasure that gave her and he wanted to enjoy being her master, even if Toy couldn’t stand how good it felt.

He shoved deep into her sex and watched as she came again, the feeling too much for her to bear and yet too delicious for her to ever want it to stop. In her clouded eyes, she prayed that his body would give out before her mind broke yet again on the wheel of this delight.

“OH SHIT! HURRY, CANNON! COME! I CAN’T STAND IT! I NEED YOUR CUM! PLEASE COME! DON’T MAKE ME ORGASM ANYMORE! PLEASE, PLEASE! JUST GET OFF IN ME! USE MY CUNT! LET ME FINISH YOU OFF TOO!

Maybe Cannon would’ve taken pity on her and given Toy the satisfaction of knowing that she’d at least managed to bring the lord and master of her cunt to orgasm as well. But just then, Sue’s mellifluous voice softly broke through their frenzied haze.

“Take your cock out of her, Cannon,” she whispered breathily—her words leaving no doubt she’d recovered from her asphyxiation. “She’s all done and I’ve got a special treat for you.”

Sensing instinctively that Sue needed a win to even the score of her feud with Toy… otherwise there’d be no moderating the two of them… Cannon pulled his smoldering erection from Toy’s cunt. He looked over at Sue and saw that she was on the bed beside them; he’d been so occupied with Toy that he hadn’t even seen her.

Now he did, though. Sue was on her belly, her slender fingers reached behind her to grip her buttocks. They were spread wide apart, showing him the pink, puckered sphincter that hid between her juicy cheeks.