Twenty minutes later, Penny was still writhing on the bed, the fake cocks embedded in her cunt and ass. She was on her back, with her knees hooked up, and she was shoving the dildo in her pussy back and forth. She was moaning softly, and her face was twisted with lust. The ribbons of spunk still clung to her cheeks.
The instructor refused to fuck her, that was the thing. After he had come in her face he had hauled himself away from her and gotten dressed, saying he was too tired and had had enough. He had something else in mind, he said, something that she was sure to enjoy. But she would have to wait a while. He had to make arrangements, call some people. He left her there on the bed, wearing nothing but her stockings and garter belt, her face smeared with his jism, the fake cocks still stuck in her cunt and ass.
She had begged him to fuck her. She was half out of her mind with fuck-lust. But he had refused. And so she started to use the fake cocks, keeping herself aroused, waiting for his surprise, whatever it was. It obviously involved other people. Otherwise, why was he making phone calls? She didn't mind. She only wished they'd hurry up. She would fuck anyone at this point.
After another few minutes, Penny became aware of voices through her daze. She gazed up from the bed, not once losing the rhythm of her hand on the fake cock. There were three men staring down at her and speaking in whispers to the photography instructor. She caught parts of what they were saying. And she thought she recognized one of the voices.
"She sure looks like she needs it," someone said. "Look at her pump that thing. You'd think she hadn't been fucked in a couple of months."
"Oh, she's been fucked all right. But she's going to get more than her share tonight. She won't be able to fuck stand us afterwards." She recognized the voice of the photography instructor.
"Looks like you had your share already," the other familiar voice put in. "Why'd you have to come in her face? She's all messed up."
It was the voice of Cal Richards. It seemed weeks to Penny since he had finger-fucked her at the kitchen sink, but in fact it had only been a matter of days.
"I couldn't help it. She sucked me hard and then pulled me out of her mouth at the last minute. I sprayed her. I got some fucking great shots though. And that's where I got the idea. With all three of you fucking her, I'll be able to get some of the dirtiest shots ever. It's not the kind of thing you get to see very often."
"You're not kidding," said the man who had not yet spoken. "But I don't want my face in any dirty pictures. What if my wife found out?"
"I'm only interested in you guys from the waist down. Relax," said the instructor. "The only one with a face in the pictures will be this stupid little slut."
"That's right," Cal Richards agreed. "You think I'd be doing this if I showed my face? Her old man's a friend of mine. He'd have my balls."
Penny played with her pussy while all this was going on. She should have felt insulted, being discussed like this, being called names. But she wasn't. She was too far gone. There were three men in the room besides the photographer. That meant three cocks for her. And if two of them belonged to strangers, that was all the more exciting. She wanted all her fuckholes filled.
"Go ahead. Take it nice and slow," the photographer said to the men. He tad yet another camera around his neck and was ready to go.
The three men circled the bed, then climbed on it fully clothed, giving the camera a full view of the action. One lay down between Penny's legs and began teasing her with the fake cocks. The other two came up on either side of her, their crotches inches from her head. Penny gazed up and smiled at them.
"Fuck me, please fuck me," she murmured. She reached up both her hands and squeezed the cock-bulges between their legs. Then she clasped both fly hasps and tugged them down.
"Yeah, yeah, yeah," whispered the instructor. He knew he wouldn't have to say much, that she would put on quite a show without much encouragement from him. He leaned down and began snapping pictures.
The two men shoved their crotches at her, and she soon had their pants open and their soft cocks in her hands. They were thick cocks, and ugly, both of them, but Penny didn't mind. She found them beautiful. She whimpered at the sight of the cocks and tugged on them expertly, urging them to full hardness.
"Shit, what a horny little cunt," one of the men said.
"She'll suck you dry. All of you," put in the instructor.
Penny was jacking the cocks in her fists, making the foreskins snap. The fuck-poles were thickening in her fingers, growing stronger every second. She leaned down toward one prick and began to lick it, tried to stuff it between her lips. The cock slipped from her grasp and hit her in the face.
"What a sweet little whore," someone said in appreciation.
All three men were peeling off items of clothing, but the guy between her legs was already nude. He screwed the fake cocks about in her fuck holes for a while, but soon he was tugging them out, leaving her cunt and asshole gaping like hungry mouths. He primed his half-hard cock in his fist and lowered himself down between Penny's widespread legs. The purple head of his prick slotted neatly between the rubbery flanges of her cuntlips and he fucked forward.
"Uuunngghhh!" grunted Penny gratefully. She hooked her stocking-clad legs around the stranger's haunches and drew his fucker inside her.
Cal Richards was one of the men kneeling by her face. He thrust his prick at her through it the cradle of her fingers and suddenly her mouth was wrapped around the cock-head.
While she sucked on him she kept the second cock primed by jerking it steadily in her hand, inches from her face. As soon as she had one cock fully hard, she planned on getting to work on the other. The idea of having two cocks to suck on thrilled Penny.
"What a sweet fuck," the man between her legs was saying. He had shoved several inches of cock into Penny's pussy and was now fucking back and forth gently, greasing his prick with all her syrupy cunt juices. Her cunt gleamed with slime.
"That's great, Terry. Fuck her slow like that," the instructor suggested. He was down at the foot of the bed, snapping his camera between Penny's legs. He had a vicar view of Terry's pumping ass and Penny's wet and soggy cunt sucking in the bulk of his thick cock.
"Suck it, girl. Suck it just like that," Cal Richards murmured. Penny's cheek was now swollen over the fat shaft of his cock. She was fucking his cock back and forth between her check and gum, like some huge toothbrush.
"What about me?" asked the third male. He was completely nude now, his prick a soaring hunk of angry red flesh in Penny's hand. He kept poking her cheek with the cock head to suggest that it was his turn for a suck. Obligingly, she released Cal's hard-on and turned her pretty face to the third cock. Still jerking at it with her fist, she thrust the top three inches between her lips. She gazed up dreamily up at the cock's owner, her eyelids heavy with lust. She still had the streaks of silver jism on her face. Her platinum hair was damp. She looked incredibly sexy.
Terry was fucking faster and faster between Penny's legs. He was fucking his cock into her pussy to the hilt, until his balls smacked into the crook of her thighs on every fuck-stroke. But the photographer had moved, and he was now taking shots down across Penny's flat golden belly, photographing the long shaft of cock fucking into the bush of her pubic hair.
"Thick her deep! Split her in half!" panted the photographer. He was sweating heavily.
Penny's tits wobbled on her chest as the fuck-thrusts of the men grew stronger. Her body was bent at an odd angle between the hairy male bodies. Terry had lifted her ass off the bed to fuck her cunt deeper, and her legs were still twisted around his lower back. Her black silk stockings crackled against his hips as he fucked her and her snaky black suspenders were stretched to the snapping point because she had her legs spread so wide.
The photographer now concentrated on her face, which was half hidden under the log of Cal's cock. Her cheeks hollowed and swelled as she sucked the third prick. Her lips looked raw and puffy. While Cal was waiting, he rubbed his cock head into her face, nudging her nose with it and poking her in the eye.
She suddenly spit out the cock and turned her face directly toward the camera. She clutched both cocks tightly and pulled them to her mouth. Then she smiled lewdly, planting both purple cock heads on the soft pink pad of her tongue. She pursed her lips over the twin cocks, kissed them hungrily. Her tongue tickled the undersides and wet with saliva.
"What a sight! Shit!" raved the photographer. He leaned in to shoot her face in close-up.
Slowly, Penny turned her face from side to side, kissing first one cock tip then the other. Her full lips slid over the cocks easily, keeping them wet and shiny. But then she paused, butted the cocks together, and closed her mouth over both cocks at the same tine. The prick tips disappeared at an odd angle between her glossy red lips.
"I don't believe it. I don't fucking believe it," murmured the photographer. Her face was swelled out of shape over the two cocks. Her cheeks were puffed out grossly.
Terry quit fucking his cock into her soggy cunt and withdrew, propping his prick up at an angle through her tufted pussy hair. His balls nestled in the wet gash of her cunt and were soon coated with grease. Gently he slid his cock up and down over her lower belly. A string of pre-cum dangled from his cock tip and and slopped onto her stomach.
"What's the matter with you?" the photographer asked.
"I'm going to come if I don't rest up," Terry announced. He had grabbed one of Penny's tits and was mauling it with his fingers, tweaking the erect nipple.
"Rest up then. Save it. Why don't you change positions maybe?"
Penny was reluctant to give up her two prize cocks, but the men assured her she would soon have replacements. Cal changed places with Terry and the third male stayed where he was, his cock stuck between her sucking lips. They flipped Penny over onto her hands and knees and Cal came at her from behind. The other two knelt together in front of her so she could clasp both their cocks and go from one to the other as she had before.
"Tom, don't come in her mouth," the photographer warned the third male, noticing his dazed look. "I want you all to take your time with this. Save your jism till later. When you guys come, I want it to be like opening the fucking floodgates."
Penny's heart lurched. This was the wildest situation she had ever been in in her whole life. And it looked like it was going to get even wilder. She was fucking and sucking three guys and letting a fourth photograph the whole weird scene. At some point all three men had to come, and she might get drowned in jism. What if her husband could see her now?
Cal Richards fucked her from behind. He was kneeling on the bed with his hands planted firmly on the twin humps of her ass. He pistoned in and out slowly, fucking his massive cock between the fat pulpy slabs of her cuntlips. He reached far the black strap of suspender belt that stretched across her back and hooked his fingers beneath it. He reined her back and forth with it, feeding her the cock.
"She sure sucks good," said Terry, staring down at her. The two cocks had swelled hugely in her fists and she was slurping first one then the other cock into her mouth and pumping them at the same time. Between slurps, each cock drooled pre-cum over her fingers.
"I love cocks," Penny murmured, hanging onto both pricks for dear life. "Cock, cock, cock! I love sucking cock."
She plunged her mouth down again and again, fucking the thick hunks of prick meat into her face. Cal jerked her body forward with his fuck-lunges and her heavy tits swung and swayecd beneath her, the stiffened nipples scraping the tangled coverlet. Her legs were split wide in an upside-down V. Slime oozed down from her cunt and soiled her black silk stockings.
"Shit, what a mouth!" Tom grunted. Penny had just spit out his prick and transferred to Terry's cock. She squeezed his cock in her fist and whacked his prick up and down. He tried to think of other things. The jism was churning in his balls.
"Sssppplllfff!" slobbered Penny. It felt so strange to have two cocks to suck while a third cock fucked back and forth in her cunt. She lost all track of time. She didn't know if she had been sucking cock for two minutes or two hours.
"I wanna fuck her too," Tom put in. "You had enough down there, Cal? Okay if I fuck her for a while?"
Cal tugged on her suspender belt, hauled her back onto his cock again and again. His prick had swelled to an alarming thickness and it was shining like a greased piston each time it slid into the open. He glanced up at Tom, then at Terry, then at the photographer. He smiled slightly, his upper lip shiny with sweat.
"Shit, I could keep this up all night," he gloated. "She's such a sleazy little bitch. She'll do anything. She'll take it any which way."
"I wanna fuck her," Tom repeated. Penny had taken his cock back inter mouth and was sucking on it violently, bobbing her face up and down on his prick as if her life depended on it.
"I wanna fuck her up the ass," Terry added. "If she'll fuck any which way, let's see her take it up the ass."
The photographer stopped his snapping. "Let's plug her up completely," he suggested. "Stuff a cock into all of her holes at once. She'll love it. She loves any thing to do with cocks. You heard her."
"How do you mean?" asked Tom.
"All her holes. Just like I said. A cock up her cunt, a cock up her ass, and a cock in her mouth. All at the same time. She'll love it. She loves cock."
Penny's heart lurched again. God, how fantastic that sounded. To have each and every hole plugged up with cock. What a lewd, dirty thrill! She could hardly wait. She lifted her mouth off the cocks expectantly. She clutched them tightly in her fingers.