Elvira's Invitation 4

Jason pushed two fingers into Elvira’s drenched sex, while his big thumb gouged into her tiny asshole.

It hurt her, but Elvira didn’t care. It was an exciting hurt, which beat a tender pleasure all hollow. He was giving her delicious pain, skillfully hurting her, and she quaked with masochistic enjoyment, knowing that men could be a lot more degenerate than demons.

She’d like being debased a lot more if he didn’t rhyme while he was doing it.

Then Elvira threw her head back, screaming at the blinding burst of pain which suddenly occupied her body. Jason wasn’t using his thumb anymore. It was his cock now entering the impossibly tight rosebud of her too-small anus.

“Put your cock in her mouth, lad! Let’s have some peace and quiet while we binge this trollop!” Jason husked, still ass-fucking Elvira with total disregard for whatever her colon might’ve originally been intended for. It was a fuckhole now, his fuckhole, and he was damn sure making use of it.

Billy looked uncertain for a moment. Then his face stiffened with resolve. “SHAZAM!” he cried, and a moment later, a flash of light had replaced the gawky boy with as much man as Elvira had ever seen gathered together in one red onesie.

“Captain Marvel, I’m such a big fan!” Elvira gawked. “But where’d Billy go? Do men really hate cuddling even at that age? Or did he just hear the ice cream—”

Then she saw that, while Marvel’s costume was usually tight, this one the vacuum sealing showed far more than bulging muscles. There was one hell of a summer sausage stuffed down the leg of his outfit.

“Truck,” Elvira finished. “Hey, is that a big red cheese in your pocket or are you just happy to see me?”

Marvel hadn’t expected the look of wanton desire that made Elvira’s pretty face even more beautiful—an incitement to lust, a charge of eroticism that ran through him just seeing her hooded eyes and plump lips. He knew she was turned on, but not that the fire he felt in himself was an inferno in her.

But they’d both noticed the growth between his legs and the tightness of his costume. Elvira proved adept at getting him out of it, or at least part of him. In a moment, Marvel was enjoying the freedom of having his man-sized cock out in the open.

Elvira thought she’d faint, seeing just how massively Marvel’s cock was swollen. The sight of his engorged cockhead glinting in the dim light was more than she could stand—she did wonder how it’d gotten wet, though.

“Now that’s one hell of a cock,” she breathed, reaching out to wrap her arms around Marvel’s hips. “Let me give it a great big kiss…”

And she pressed her lips to the side of the barrel-like manhood.

When she pulled her face back, Elvira’s lipstick was smeared with the musk of Marvel’s erection. She looked up at his face and smiled, wide and lewd, opened her mouth to say something—

But with the Wisdom of Solomon, Marvel knew that nothing needed to be said, by her or anyone else. He rammed his shaft into his hapless victim’s mouth. And as though Elvira’s gurgling acquiescence was a starter pistol, Jason pushed further into her ass, sodomizing her with lustful delight.

Her violated asshole clung tight to the girth of his plunging erection, tightly wound muscles sinking inward around his member as he forced it to her bowels. Then he pulled out of her a ways, which gave no relief to Elvira’s trembling, sweaty body. Instead, she only wanted more.

Elvira moaned piteously and vented her need on Marvel’s erection, suckling him while Jason continued to ass-fuck her. She got so into fellating Marvel that it took her by surprise when her abused ass stopped paining her and instead filled with perverted enjoyment.

Holy hannah, Elvira thought with what little of her brain wasn’t taken up by the flaring signals from her nerves, telling her of the choking pressure in her overfull throat, of how her anus was straining to accommodate the massive intruder it now had to take. What are these two doing to me? They’re both fucking me at once! Captain Marvel’s got his dick in my mouth… and my esophagus… and the Brit is… ohhhh… he’s fucking my ass! It hurts! Hurts so… amazingly… Satan help me, but it’s soooo good! They’re making me come like a total whore—ruining my strong independent woman shtick forever—but I don’t caaaaaarrrrrreeeee! Imma need to be fucked like this every day for the rest of my life!

She was shocked at how lustily she was taking being abused by these two men.

But not that shocked.

It couldn’t even keep Elvira awake, as her fragile consciousness shattered with Marvel gagging her at the same time that Jason plumbed the depths of her bowels. She became a sexual animal, moaning as she sucked cock and took being ass-fucked like that was all she’d ever been meant for.

No, that’s not right, she thought, struggling back to awareness. I’m also a great titfuck.

Just then Marvel let out a howl of release and jerked Elvira’s head all the way down into his lap. His swollen length bored deep into her throat, not stopping until her nose was flattened to his abs. His coarse pubic hair stung her lips; Elvira could only sputter as his ballooning cockhead shot into her willing throat.

He, like Jason, had succeeded in stripping Elvira of her few clothes and fewer morals, leaving only the urge to mate. Or at least come a lot.

“FUCK MY ASS, YOU GREAT BRITISH BASTARD!” Elvira screamed the moment Marvel’s softening cock slipped free of her cum-stained lips. “GIVE IT TO ME, YOU FUCK! AAAHHHH! THAT’S IT! MMM! HARDER! OOOUUUU! MOOORE! LET ME HAVE IT! FUCK MY ASS! I WANNA SIT ON YOUR CUM FOR THE REST OF MY LIFE!”

“Whore!” Jason grunted, his loins slapping audibly against the soft white fullness of Elvira’s buttocks. He used all his strength to drive himself into her ass, to attack her with his cock like he would use a sledgehammer on a brick wall. And it still wasn’t enough for Elvira—she thrust her booty back for more. “Whore! Whore!”

“YES! I’M A WHORE!” Elvira shouted back at him, her curvaceous body bucking and straining, Captain Marvel’s cum spilling from her panting mouth and rolling down into her swinging cleavage. “THAT’S ALL I AM! A NO GOOD CUM DUMPSTER! SO FUCK ME LIKE ONE! LET ME KNOW YOU KNOW HOW TO USE MY BITCH ASS, YOU WILLY WONKA MOTHERFUCKER! SHIT! SHOW ME YOU’RE MORE THAN A SOCCER FAN! I NEED IT! I NEED ALL YOU CAN GIVE ME, YOU LITTLE DICK COLLEGE BOY! WHAT I NEED IS A MAN—A REAL MAN—LIKE THAT ETRIGAN GUY—OH SHIT, THAT MONSTER WITH HIS MONSTER COCK—I NEED HIM FUCKING ME, NOT HARRY POTTER’S OLDER BROTHER!”

“Go get Fate!” Jason barked at Marvel. “Bring him here now!”

Marvel hurried from the room, unable to resist letting an evil smile warp his face. With him gone, Jason leaned over Elvira, catching her swollen nipples between his thumbs and fingers. He pinched them down to a fraction of their engorged size and twisted them roughly.

“AAAAGGHHHH! AAAIIIEEEE!”

Elvira’s tortured body thrashed, jerking and quaking as if caught in the wake of the shrill scream she let out. It rent the air and reverberated all throughout the House of Mystery, going on and on until even Elvira had had enough. Or at least, couldn’t take anymore.

She crossed her eyes with Jason hilting her for the last time, though she had a hard time mocking him for his ejaculation when his boiling cum electrified the violated depths of her ass and knocked her right out.

Finished, Jason removed his cock from her ass and used her long black hair to wipe it clean, giving her hairdo a white steak that looked very becoming amid all the ebony tresses. But he still felt a little… antsy.

Still holding onto her hair, Jason pulled Elvira’s head up and inserted himself into her mouth until she choked. Something that didn’t take much effort, due to his lengthy endowment. Her throat roiled around his manhood, massaging it until a last draught of cum sped out of him—the dregs of his empty balls.

That attended to, Jason dropped Elvira, leaving her cum-soaked inside and out, the confines of the bathtub forcing her almost into a fetal position.

It might do her some good if he turned on the water and left her soaking for however long it took her to wake up. Then again, she might drown. And that was one thing her gorgeous little mouth could not be used for.

“Sleep well, my lovely one,” Jason told her politely. “I think even Nabu will get a kick out of you.”

Elvira turned over in her sleep, rolling her destroyed asshole up into the air. Jason could see how she wouldn’t want to sleep on that.

“And imagine if Etrigan had used that hole instead of me,” he muttered aloud.

“Mmmm,” Elvira yawned, smacking her lips and detaching a long string of cum from them. “Yes please…”