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“OOoooyesssh!” Emma crooned.

Spasm after spasm pumped through her. She quaked and wailed, forcing her ass against Johnny’s face. He kept licking at her labia, lapping away her wetness, until she was coming again.

“UNNNGHHH! Oh God!” she keened. “Oh Jesus Christ!”

Scott’s prick slipped from her mouth. She straightened up.

“No more. Not like that. We need to fuck with some consideration for my back. For Christ’s sake, Scott, don’t you know how much time I spend in a corset and high heels?”

She lay down on the bed, her legs opened. Scott crouched down at the foot of the bed, his gaze on her cunt and how it twitched, bare and spread, a treasure just waiting to be plundered.

Johnny climbed up next to the headboard. Emma opened her mouth, offering it to his member, and he was quick to press himself into her sucking lips.

As she devoured him, Emma felt Scott sliding her labia lips open. She pulled up her knees to better be exposed to him. He moved in over her and a second later she felt his fat cock push inside her, coursing in on the soft slipperiness Johnny had licked her into.

Now she had two pricks inside her. Scott pressed himself into her cunt until he was buried to the hilt and Johnny went in until he wasn’t just in her mouth, he was in her throat. Emma happily took hold of Johnny’s balls, feeling them just like she could feel Scott’s where they rested on her ass.

Her clit sparked, even thundered as Scott’s thick shaft rubbed against it. Emma arched her back, wanting more. Johnny moved his hips, fucking her mouth like it was a cunt. Both men ran their hands over her body, drinking in even more of her perfection than their cocks were already experiencing.

Emma thrashed around blissfully. It was heavenly to have so much cock inside her. She writhed and quivered between her two impalements. Scott was quite big enough for her, but this was like being with a man so big that he’d managed to fill her from the fore to the aft! How lovely!

She knew the friction of Scott’s prick fucking past her clit would soon get her off. They had found the same rhythm now and both Scott and Johnny took her in unison, knowing they could get all they wanted of her.

“Go ahead and come, Emma. Come like a slut. The slut we all know you are,” Scott hissed.

His words made Emma swoon. She was a slut. Such a slut that she loved both of the cocks that were inside her!

Johnny’s thick knob pushed mercilessly through her throat with every pump. She rolled her hips to take Scott’s manhood as greedily, wishing she could suck him with her pussy like she was sucking Johnny with her mouth. She heard the wet slurping from both penetrations as she enjoyed them absolutely shameless.

“Christ!” Scott grunted. “Here’s what you do to me, Emma! Oh fuck! This is what you make my cock do!”

Emma felt pulse after pulse of his thick cum spilling inside her, warm and slippery, filling her up. Flooding her tight pussy, overflowing her, running down her thighs and reaching the puckered sphincter of her asshole. A reminder that this belonged to him too.

Emma trembled as she came with him, breasts heaving, lips tightening around Johnny’s cock to be sure she had him when he came. He groaned and released and shot directly down her throat. She couldn’t swallow fast enough—his next went into her mouth, backing up, filling her from cheek to cheek and washing out over his own member. Emma swallowed and swallowed and swallowed again.

Finally the two pricks were gone from her body, leaving two of her holes white with excess cum. Emma licked her lips, not getting all of the cum that had swept out of her mouth, nor trying to. She liked lying there, not only so very used, but looking it. She closed her eyes and rolled over, letting sleep take her while she was still at the height of slutty sensuality.

When she woke up, Johnny was gone. She felt a clean chill replacing the warm filthiness that had lingered in her dreams. Scott had cleaned her off. Warm water and a washcloth, making her all neat and tidy before he laid down next to her. Her wonderful Scott. Treating her like a princess even when he had her acting like a whore.

“You’re so good to me, dear,” she yawned.

Scott laid next to her, a possessive arm around her waist and lying on her hip. “Quiet, slut. Go to sleep.”

Emma shuddered a little and closed her eyes again. She knew Scott would remember what a dirty girl she was the next time they were intimate. He would fuck her all the harder, just like she liked. And she would let him, knowing she’d be his queen afterward.

She really did have to reward the man. Emma wondered if it was too late to fuck Sue Storm, so long as the Fantastic Four were being all… interesting.

After all, she really should encourage Scott’s interest in blondes wherever she could.