Wife oral story and catcalling

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It was charming at first, but the group of guys flashing lecherous gazes at her, and even tossing a few unwanted comments were becoming boring. Having been worked up a bit by them, Monica wanted more, not just idle talk, she mentally conscripted the men who were getting their kicks from harassing a random woman to deal with what they were causing. After walking into a store, making sure to sway her hips to entice them inside, Monica heads to the back of the store. Without hesitation, she pushes open the door and guides them inside. 

“You’re not stunned, are you? It’s okay, let’s take a look at what you’re packing for me~!”

Without another word, the object of their desires fell to her knees in front of them and pulled at the elastic of their underwear, yanking them down to their ankles and letting their cocks flop free. As they do, a thick dollop of precum flings across her face, causing her to flinch before breaking into a smile.

“Oh my~ Someone’s a little eager, hm?”

Monica throws a wink up at them before licking across her cheek at their precum, then speaks down in a sultry tone.

“Just make sure the real thing is aimed at these~”

She shakes her chest slightly, letting them shake with her, as if trying to hypnotize them as their eyes focus on how she tugs at the fabric, a single finger pulling it further down until her huge tits finally burst free from her dress.

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“Holy fuck…”

Their mouths slightly agape, they were visibly confused as to how their taunts had turned into this, their chosen girl was on her knees and stripping for them… It was unbelievable! Monica then reaches out and wraps her fingers around one of their shafts, giggling to herself as he lets out a guttural moan from her touch, thrusting his hips into her hand as she can’t stifle her smile.

“You really are eager! You’ve been looking forward to this, haven’t you?”

A slight nod is all she needed to confirm just how pent-up he actually was. As he can see her pondering with her thoughts, she absent-mindedly slaps his cock against her tits, smearing his tip against her nipple whilst grinning to the other guy as he struggles to hold in his frustration.

“Well, I can’t rightly keep you waiting~”

With that, Monica leans forward and allows her tits to swallow the first guy’s cock, completely enveloping it in her tits, his precum smearing across her skin as she lets him use them.

“Good! Use my tits like a fleshlight, you stud!”

She gets faster, pistoning her tits up his shaft with an almost desperate look in her face.

“I want my fucking tits painted in your thick load!!”

The sensations overwhelm him, everything has happened so suddenly that they’re not sure what to do. Before giving any second thoughts, Monica reaches out for the second guy to come closer, guiding his cock closer to her face.


She lets her mouth hang open lewdly, giving him the silent signal to use her mouth as his friend fucks her tits. He does so without question, not wanting to give this kind of chance up. The two of them then loudly start pounding into Monica, one squeezing her tits tightly around his cock, letting his precum lube her skin to be used as the perfect fleshlight, as the other relentlessly pounds into her face, Monica never letting go of her smile as he does.Soon they both come to the edge of orgasm, but can’t find their way over it. Then, Monica pulls back from the guy fucking her mouth and speaks whilst jerking him off.

“Give me your fucking loads!”

That finally flipped the switch. Every muscle holding them back had let loose, and they felt their cocks begin twitching between her tits and in her hand, letting her know they’re about to cum. Monica quickly pulls back, eyeing their twitching dicks as she squeezes her tits together, waiting for their first shot with an eagerness that she just can’t fake. Her genuine desire to see her tits painted urges them on, and they begin frantically milking their dicks as they stare down at her eyes looking up at them.

They slow down as they can feel their orgasm reaching its peak, their cocks throbbing painfully from the amount of blood rushing to them, the veins emphasized as they can feel their cum flooding from their balls and up to their shafts. It’s almost painful as the men feel their first loads coming, pleasure washing over their bodies as a moderately disappointing first shot rockets from the tip of their dicks.

It’s thick, but nowhere near what anyone was expecting, and as it lands across her collarbone, dripping down her chest, Monica seems to share in the disappointment. It doesn’t last though, the second shots coming before the first can even finish dripping down her skin, easily four times as big, it practically sprays out of their cocks, both cumming in unison as they moan loudly. Monica lets out a gasp before being drowned out, her mouth filled with their cum to the point of having to gulp it down in fear of choking. Lost in both arousal and disbelief, she looks up at them with shocked eyes.

“Wow.. you really wanted this, didn’t you?”

That look combined with her words urged on another shot, feeling as if their bodies were being drained completely. Her shocked eyes made their bodies tremble, and in return made them want to cover her even more. It hits Monica’s tits, the impact splashing some across her lower lip and chin, to which she instinctively licks at with a drunken look in her eyes.

“Don’t you fucking stop now. Paint me like you’ve been dreaming of!”

They can’t help but smile as they listen to her, imagining the kind woman she acted like only moments ago, now reduced to this. Two more follow very close together, both aimed dead-center at her chest, covering the space in between her tits, dripping a thick-coating of cum that covers her skin. At this point they begin stroking again, regaining a moderate sense of their body, and coax another thick load to spurt from their dicks, coming out in a thick stream that causes Monica to gasp again as it splatters against her cheek, dribbling down and mixing with the previous shots across her chest. Already she looked covered, but that wasn’t enough, just from having her on her knees like this, the look on her face, and the feeling of succeeding in their fantasy, they can’t help but continue on.

Whether a separate orgasm brought on by the situation, or simply the longest orgasm of their lives, they can’t tell if they’re lost in bliss, but they don’t care either. The next shot finishes the fantasy of seeing her reduced to a slut for them, spreading a thick, white load across her in several spurts, the feeling of each of them bursting from their dicks makes the next even more intense. The next shot comes solely from the guy fucking her tits, it’s painful and easily the largest, his cock aches for a moment and they both think it’s over, but an absolute torrent of cum erupts from his cock, causing his entire body to tremble. It’s like a firehose of cum, eliciting a frantic moan from his lips as he can’t help to aim it, instead spraying it across Monica’s tits without a care, effectively covering them.

The men fall back, exhausted, and Monica stares down at her work, trembling with arousal at the thoughts of what she could do next. Feeling an emptiness all of a sudden, she looks up at the men who had fallen backwards with exhaustion, still panting as they look back at her, and she does something that causes their breath to be caught in their throats. Without a word, Monica bends over onto her hands and hangs out her tongue, taking a long lick at the floor where their loads had pooled, eagerly lapping it up into her mouth, where she leans forward, showing them their cum mixed in her mouth before swallowing loudly.

Still wanting more, Monica genuinely toys with the thought of pouncing on these men, riding them out until they could barely move. Though she stops herself, remembering that a worker could come in at any time! Somehow, this thought only seems to tempt her further, but she manages to resist, shaking her head of all lustful thoughts and staggering to her feet. Still shaking, she tugs at the straps of her dress, pulling it back up and over her luscious tits, still soaking with both of their loads, staining the front of her outfit blatantly.

She either failed to notice, or simply didn’t care, straightening herself out before clicking open the door, stepping back out into the store. Immediately she’s met with a shocked expression, her face still covered with several ropes of the stranger’s cum, she stops dead in the realization. Not wanting anyone else to see her like this, she begins running her finger across her face, smearing it with cum for her to lick off as she continues down towards the exit.

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