Emily’s Slutty Experience (MMMF)Note: If you’re a woman and enjoyed this story, feel free to message me. ***Emily was feeling great as she stepped out of her client’s offices. It was Friday, she had just finished with work and a free weekend stretched out in front of her. She had spent the week in Brighton on a work trip and her boss had allowed her to stay in the hotel paid for by the firm until Sunday. Emily’s husband Chris was waiting for her back home in London but they had agreed he could have a weekend hanging out with his friends.It was close to 6pm when Emily got back to the hotel. As she walked into the lobby. Emily’s eye was caught by three men on their way to the hotel bar. All three looked extremely athletic, powerfully built and handsome, and all over 6 feet tall. They were in casual clothes for a Friday night out, jeans and shirts, but she thought maybe they were in a sports team given their obvious physical fitness. As the men passed by, she made eye contact with one of them. He had close cropped dark blond hair and dark stubble on a strong jaw. His strong blue eyes held her gaze for a few seconds, then he looked her up and down and Emily felt those eyes fall on her breasts before coming back to meet her gaze again. A small flutter rose in Emily’s chest, but the moment passed as the man’s attention was broken by one of his friends making a joke, and all three of them walked into the bar.Emily took the elevator up to her room to clean herself and change out of her work clothes. After a long, steaming hot shower she began to feel human again. Looking in the bathroom mirror, she was happy with what she saw.At 26 years old, Emily was still in excellent shape. She had long, blondish hair which she died a paler shade, and a pretty “girl next door” face with big sensual lips, large round, blue eyes behind large, thick framed and slightly geeky glasses, and a soft, feminine jawline. She was petite in stature at just under five feet tall, which she liked to bolster with high heels. She had small, feminine hands and feet, and slim ankles leading up to well shaped legs, which were long for her short stature. Her waist was slim but soft, and her ass, which was round and plump, jutted out juicily when she wore tight skirts. Her best feature were her breasts, which were very round and full, at a 32H cup size disproportionately big for her slim and small frame, each being almost as large as her head, with pinky puffy nipples which became engorged when she was aroused. Emily’s pussy and legs were waxed bare.She looked through the suitcase and considered what to wear. All week she had worn dark, conservative suits with her clients, but her suitcase also had some more comfortable clothes for her evenings off, as well as a few glamorous outfits which she had packed just in case. Emily’s mind wandered to the three men in the hotel bar. She didn’t have any firm idea what to do that evening, but maybe a quick drink in the bar would be fun. Then she could go for dinner for one or maybe to the cinema.It would be fun to wear something a little bit naughty, a little bit slutty, under her clothes. Nobody would know. She picked up a matching set of black panties and bra. The panties were sheer at the back and had lace and little frills. The bra was push-up and had a little bow on the front. Fitting her heavy tits into it, Emily enjoyed the enormous cleavage it created. Her breasts were so large on her little body that the mountain of flesh on display made it seem that her boobs were straining to burst out of the bra, but the garment was actually quite supportive and comfortable.But what to wear on top? Ever since she had married, Emily had been faithful and tended to dress in a low key way. Although the curviness of her body was quite eye catching and difficult to hide, she tried her best out of respect for Chris. Absent mindedly, she thought of the men in the bar downstairs. It might be a bit of harmless fun to dress up tonight – nothing else would be happening and it would make her feel good about herself. Emily picked a little black dress. It was short, sitting a few inches above her knees, and very tight on her large butt, which strained against the fabric. Up top the dress had a plunging neckline, and together with her bra the effect was striking – her breasts looked ready to burst out of her top, with a deep and inviting cleavage on display. Emily felt quite slutty – not a bad thing, it was fun, but a little too much for public consumption. She would have to wear a little black cardigan on top which buttoned up at the front and protected her modesty. Even wearing the little cardigan, however, it was impossible to hide the impressive size of her breasts – but the lack of cleavage kept her from looking scandalous.To finish off the package, Emily found her favourite red stiletto heels. The three inches they added to her height still left her shorter than most women, but she felt confident and sexy when wearing them, and they made her arse stick out even more prominently in her dress, and her back arch, thrusting her chest forward. Emily chose to keep her thick framed glasses on rather than wear contacts – she enjoyed the look and thought they made her little face look extra cute. Her eyesight was ok and she could still see quite clearly without her glasses.It was 8pm when Emily went down to the hotel lobby. As she tottered on her heels across to the bar, her big chest bouncing slightly under the cardigan, she was conscious of the doorman’s eyes following her and she tingled slightly inside. It wasn’t very feminist of her, but she had always enjoyed the feeling of a man eyeing her up. Pausing at the entrance to the bar, she sent a Whatsapp message to her husband Chris – ‘Having fun tonight sweetie? X.’ Her phone buzzed almost immediately – ‘Hey babe out with the boys.’ A second text then came through and it was riddled with spelling errors.Typical, he was drunk already! Chris and Emily’s relationship had been a bit strained for the last few months, after Emily has caught Chris texting and flirting with a girl at work. They had been together four years and the sex was ok but not thrilling – although it had become more interesting recently as Chris had introduced to Emily the idea of watching internet and DVD porn while they masturbated together and had sex. Emily sometimes found herself thinking back to her slutty days at university, partying and dancing and showing off her curvy body. She had had some fun experiences, although she regretted a tiny bit the missed opportunity to try out some of her naughtier fantasies, which often showed up in Chris’ choice of porn – usually group sex with the woman as the centre of attention of some well hung men.Walking into the bar, Emily was again aware that there were a number of men’s eyes on her and she thrilled slightly at the attention, making her arse sashay in the tight dress that clung to her voluptuous little body. It occurred to her that men would assume that she was there to be picked up. She fingered the little cardigan which was protecting the modesty of her enormous bosom. Imagine the scandal if she took this off!Emily’s phone buzzed again. This time it was a Whatsapp from Chris’ friend Steve. It was a selfie of Chris, Steve and an unknown but attractive girl with a heavily made up face, red hair and prominent cleavage. They were obviously in a club. The picture was just captioned ‘spitroast lol’ with no other commentary. Was this meant for Emily?Whatever, Steve was an immature idiot so she would ignore the message. Chris and Emily had discussed a threesome with two guys in bed before, and it was a secret fantasy for both of them about which they would whisper and dirty talk together, and on occasion they had watched internet porn with gangbangs and double penetration. Emily found the idea a massive turn on, but not something she really wanted to try in practice – plus she didn’t think it would be healthy for their marriage. As to this selfie, it was stupid (and she felt a small pang of jealousy) but she would overlook it. Chris was free to talk to attractive member of the opposite sex, just as she was.As Emily turned to order from the barman, she felt a hand on her shoulder. A man’s voice, soft but incredibly deep, said, “She’ll have a G&T on me. I’ll have a whisky sour.”She turned around, affronted, and found herself looking up at the blond man she she seen in the lobby earlier. He was tall by any measure, but standing next to Emily, not even five foot in bare feet and barely 5’3” with her stilettos, he towered over her. Emily was struck by how handsome and overwhelming manly he was, with a craggy face, strong jaw, dark stubble and those piercing blue eyes she had been so distracted by earlier. Up close, she could also see beneath his shirt a lean and muscular body, toned and strong but not excessively muscled, whose rolled up sleeves displayed taught, ripped forearms leading down to what must have been the most enormous set of hands Emily had ever seen.Emily’s boyfriends at university had always been big guys, and she had dated a number of rugby players before she met Chris. She always enjoyed the sensation of a physically powerful man, both protective of her but also suggesting the threat of force against any person (man or woman) who stood in his way in achieving what he desired. Chris was a very good looking man, with a perfectly formed 6 inch cock, but at 5’9”, slim and with slightly dainty hands he would have been cast as a beautiful elf in a fantasy film rather than a king of men.“Excuse me, Mr Shovel Hands,” said Emily. “Who said you could buy me a drink?”The man held her gaze and smiled, but didn’t say anything for a few seconds. He exuded an air of quiet confidence without being cocky. “I’m Mark, pleasure to meet you too. What are you doing in town? Me and the boys have just finished our tour.”The barman served Emily her G&T and Mark his drink, and he put down the cash to pay. Emily was a little bit peeved at this presumptuous man, but on the other bilecik escort hand the G&T looked fantastic and it was free, so she took it without thanking Mark and started to sip.“What’s your tour? I’m in town for work, been here all week and going back Sunday.”“Yeah, from the look of you I thought you might be at a loose end. That’s why we’re offering you the pleasure of our company tonight. Come sit with us, we’ll have a laugh.”He guided Emily over to his friends, who had a booth in the corner. Emily felt Mark’s hand on the small of her back, slightly brushing the top of her prominent arse, but didn’t say anything. She could have a bit of harmless fun flirting with these gorgeous men, then be up bright and early tomorrow to explore the town and visit a museum.“You didn’t say what your tour was about!” she protested, smiling, as they arrived and she found herself sitting by two men, just as big and handsome as Mark.“This,” said one of the men, who had dark curly hair, extremely broad shoulders, a boyish smile and playful green eyes. He was pointing to a small brass statue of a rugby ball. “We are county champions as of this afternoon, and you’re lucky to be joining our celebrations. I’m Patrick.”The third man was called Alex, and he also had dark hair, but straight and cut close. Emily was struck by how strong and fit all three of them were. They must have been in their late twenties or early thirties and were obviously in peak condition. She kept catching their eyes falling to her breasts, which were still covered by the little cardigan but whose shape and impressive size were nonetheless plain to see. Emily’s short stature meant that her breasts were actually resting on the table as she sat there – the effect of which was to push them up and forward. But for the cardigan, the sight would have been extremely distracting, as she could feel her cleavage bulging and overflowing her bra cups. There wasn’t much space at their table, and Mark and Patrick’s biceps kept pushing up at the side of her prominent breasts. Emily wasn’t sure how much of an accident this was, but it was pretty harmless stuff.The conversation flowed easily, and Emily was flirting and joking and having a great time. She loved having the attention of these three extremely hot men. She caught Patrick’s eye and bit her lip, and saw his eyes widen. If Emily had been single, she would almost certainly have chosen one of these men to take up to her room, but she was married to Chris and couldn’t possibly do anything of the sort. It occurred to Emily that she would have a hard time choosing between these three hot, manly men, who were all her type and fun to be with. Maybe she would fuck all three if she were single? She looked again at Alex’s muscular forearms, which were laid out in front of her, and felt Mark’s thighs pushing against her own, and she realised she was horny, and wet.A couple of hours passed as the four of them shot the breeze and joked around, the men pouring themselves and Emily drinks from a big jar of cocktail on the table, which was never empty as the men took turns to do refill runs.Suddenly Emily’s phone buzzed again, and she opened Whatsapp. She had no idea why but Chris’ friend Steve was messaging again. This time it was two pictures, the first of Chris sitting in a club, with the same buxom redhead on top of him, his arms clutching her waist; the second image showing the redhead sandwiched between Chris and a third man who Emily didn’t recognise, the redhead’s arse wedged firmly against Chris’ crotch as she kissed the third man. The caption read: ‘definitely spitroast lol.’ What the hell was all this about? She felt a surge of anger and slammed the phone down.Before she could do anything, Mark had picked the phone up. “Wow, she’s really hot,” he said. “Fantastic tits.” He then read out “definitely spitroast lol.”“Well,” he said, “she’s going to have a fun night. Lucky guys. I would love to be part of that. Who are they?”“Oh, just some idiotic colleagues of mine, being idiots”, said Emily. She hadn’t told the rugby men that she was married, and now that the opportunity arose she didn’t feel like she had to say anything. “Do you really think her tits are great?” The phone was passed round and the men and the men all agreed.“Best tits I’ve seen all night,” said Mark with a grin. He winked at Emily, “all the others are too covered up,” and his gaze fell openly to her bulging cardigan, against which his bicep was firmly pressed, before he smirked again at her flirtatiously. Emily realised she should have been offended at this lewdness, but despite herself she realised she was turned on: by Mark’s obvious lust for her tits, by these three hot men flirting with her all evening as they got progressively more tipsy and raucous.The conversation so far had been flirtatious with mentions of sex, but something pushed Emily to escalate. “Would you guys like to spitroast her then?”Mark poured them all new drinks from a cocktail jug. “Well, it wouldn’t be our first time, rugby lads and all.” He said it with a wide grin. “But looks like your colleagues have got there first.”The conversation moved on, but kept coming back to sex. As more time passed, Emily realised she was feeling quite drunk, and bold, though definitely fully in control of herself, and when she felt Mark’s hand brush her thigh, and then Patrick’s, she didn’t mind. Her horniness was ramped up by all this attention, flirting and physical contact. She noticed that in addition to their biceps pushing up against her breasts, all three men would touch her arms as they spoke, and the sensation of it excited her.Talk turned to where to go next – clubbing, another bar? “Well, we have a whole suite on the top floor, to celebrate our victory,” said Alex. “We could continue the party up there. There’s champagne in the minibar too.”They all agreed this would be a great idea, and Emily accompanied the men out of the bar. As they went, she found herself holding hands with Mark and Patrick for all to see, and realised that this could be taken the wrong way, that it looked like she was being taken upstairs by these men to be taken advantage of, but she also realised in her bold and tipsy state that she didn’t really care. Nothing had to happen, it was just a fun night with some friends, and in any case nobody in this hotel knew her and she would never see anyone in this lobby again.As the elevator doors closed, Emily looked at her reflection in the mirror. The smallness and femininity of her body was emphasised by her being surrounded by these three big, rough men, and she looked really hot with her long blond hair, made up face and big glasses, and her tight little dress and slutty stilettos. Her huge tits pushed out against the little cardigan. She was reminded of the cover of a porn DVD which she had watched with Chris a few months ago, on which the girl was in a tight little dress and surrounded by men clutching her body. Emily felt excited at the sluttiness of her thought process.The elevator doors opened and she tottered out on her heels, then felt a big hand slap her roughly on her big, round arse. A voice said, “Come on Em, we’re in the Royal Suite just here.” It was Mark, and although the slap stung, Emily didn’t mind, the slight stinging actually turned her on. She realised she was in a heightened state of arousal. She patted his big arm playfully in response. “Ooh, the Royal Suite, very fancy. Guess you guys think you’re Kings eh?”“Champions more like,” said Patrick, “and we deserve to celebrate!”When they got into the suite, Emily was taken aback by its opulence. The suite was separated into two rooms, the first with sofas, a big TV and floor to ceiling windows looking over the city. A big pair of double doors led into what must be the bedroom. On one wall, there was an enormous mirror – its reflection created the illusion of an even bigger space than the already huge suite room.The men chucked themselves on a couple of the sofas as Mark put on music and cracked open a bottle of champagne. “Here’s to our victory,” he toasted, “and new friends.” Emily sipped on her glass and considered her position. She was extremely horny, and really quite tipsy. Her thoughts turned to Chris just as her phone buzzed. She opened it up – another message from Steve. She had no idea why he was sending her all these texts, but in this one she could see her husband Chris with his arms around the busty redhead, apparently about to go in for a kiss. Eugh! How pathetic. Emily felt twin emotions of contempt for Chris, and jealousy toward him and this mystery girl. Her tits were no way as big as Emily’s. Well, if Chris could have his fun why she shouldn’t have hers?Emily sat down between Patrick and Mark, who put his arm casually over her shoulder. Clearing her throat, Emily said to the men, “How about we play a game – Never Have I Ever?”The questions were typically boring at first, but soon veered into sexual territory.“Never have I ever had sex in a tent,” said Mark. Emily had to drink for that, there had been that great time at a festival with a hunky rugby player. She still remembered the weight of the her huge tits swinging beneath her and grazing the sleeping bag as he fucked her doggystyle.“Never have I ever fucked while I watched porn,” said Alex. Emily drank again, feeling naughty.“Wow,” said Mark. “What were you watching?”Emily said, “Oh, I like all sorts, as long as it’s well made and the girl is enjoying herself. I think last time we watched together it was a blowbang – you know, where a girl gets on her knees and gives blowjobs to a bunch of guys and they all gangbang her mouth. That was really hot. My hus-, er, my ex boyfriend was really into that.”There was a silence and Emily could feel a tension in the air. She was sitting between Mark and Patrick and was hyper aware of the feel of Mark’s muscular arm on her shoulders. His big hand idly stroked her upper arm.“How about we play something different,” said Emily. “Truth or Dare.”The guys all seemed happy with this. escort bilecik A few rounds went by without event, then it was Emily’s turn to ask, and Patrick chose to tell a truth.“OK, Patrick. Have you ever had sex with more than one person at a time?”Patrick smiled: “I’ve done it all the ways you can imagine.”“You’ve got to be more precise than that!” protested Emily flirtatiously.“OK,” said Patrick. “Well, I’ve had a threesome with two girls. That was fantastic. And -” here he leaned into Emily and whispered in her ear so the others couldn’t hear, “last year all three of us spitroasted a hot little girl in a hotel.” And he kissed the skin behind her ear.Emily was now outrageously horny. All she could think about was the three men around her, their muscly arms, their broad shoulders and big hands, their deep voices and the way that Alex, who was sitting opposite her, was openly checking out her body. She peered over at Mark’s lap and could see what could only be described as an enormous tent where his cock was struggling against the fabric of his jeans. Patrick seemed to be equally excited.“My turn,” said Alex. “Truth or Dare, Emily?”Emily chose a dare.“OK… I dare you to take off that little cardigan for us.”Emily stood up to take off the garment. She turned to face Alex so he could have a front on view, and her arse stuck out salaciously in Mark’s face. He too stood up behind her.“Here, let Mr Shovel Hands help,” he growled, and as he stepped towards her she felt the hardness of his huge cock push up against her back, and she subtly pushed back her arse and grinded against him.Mark’s huge hands came round to her front and cupped her big breasts through the cardigan, lifting them and assessing their weight. The sheer size of Emily’s tits was impressive – even Mark’s big hands couldn’t cup them fully, and it was clear that, outside of the confines of her bra and dress, her breasts would be spilling out of his hands. Emily savoured the feeling of Mark’s hands on her, and his big cock pressed up against her back, as he subtly squeezed and kneaded her tits for a few moments.Mark then gently but dexterously unbuttoned the cardigan, revealing for the other men Emily’s heaving cleavage, her oversized tits straining to burst out of her push up bra and low cut top.Emily could feel the hungry eyes of the other men focused on her tits as they bulged and strained against the tight little dress. She pulled away from Mark’s hard cock and sat back down. Her pussy was dripping wet now.“My turn,” she said, and she found that her voice had gone up an octave to a girly and flirtatious register that she used when she was dirty talking to her husband Chris. “Truth. You guys are all so big and cocky, but I wonder, who has the biggest package?”The men grinned. Patrick stood up. “Why don’t we let you be the judge sweetie?”Patrick stood in front of her and his bulge was at eye level. Like Mark’s, it raged against his jeans and created a huge tent. Emily gingerly stretched one hand out and traced the outline of his cock with her finger.“That’s pretty big,” she gulped. Alex stood up and placed himself beside Patrick, and he was joined by Mark. Emily, still seated, was surrounded at eye level by three huge cocks tenting their jeans.Her phone buzzed, but she ignored it. She was now horny beyond the point of return and excited about what was clearly about to happen.Mark took the initiative, unzipped his jeans and set his cock free from his boxer shorts. It sprung out, enormous and alien, a long, thick, beautiful penis that Emily felt looked more like a forearm than a dick. Beneath his cock swung two large balls.Patrick and Alex both followed suit. Their cocks were equally as impressive, Alex’s in particular being very thick and almost looking muscular with its big throbbing veins.As if in a trance, her mouth watering with anticipation and her pussy dripping wet, Emily went down on her knees as the team of men formed a semi circle above her, their huge cocks jutting out and filling her vision as she peered up at them through her glasses.Emily had never seen such huge cocks in the flesh, and felt a powerful urge to submit to them and let them consume her little, feminine body.As if she was in one of the pornos she enjoyed with Chris, Emily found herself batting her big eyes at the men in a sultry fashion and bit her lip sluttily, daring their raging big cocks to make the next move.Mark broke the trance by taking her tiny hand in his and wrapping it round his cock. Her fingers barely fitted three quarters of the way around his impressive girth, but she began to stroke him gently. Patrick took her other hand and suddenly she was stroking two men’s enormous cocks off at one – just like a little porn slut, she thought – and then Alex placed the tip of his thick cock at the entrance to her mouth. Emily’s luscious big lips opened for him dutifully, and she felt the hot, salty, hard-but-soft helmet of his raging dick, as all three men’s held the back of her head and pushed her to engulf more of their team mate’s impressive cock.Emily went to work, trying hard to please all three men, and as the pace picked up she was lost in a forest of enormous cocks – stroking, sucking, gagging, spit rolling down her chin and pooling in her juicy cleavage, the cocks lubricated by her spit and the men’s precum. Someone took her glasses from her face, the better to give all three men full access.The men moved her mouth from cock to cock, guiding her with their big hands. She felt Mark’s hand gripping her hair as she tried her best to stretch her lips around Patrick’s impressive girth, all the while keeping up the pace as she stroked the other two men off. The men groped and slapped roughly at Emily’s huge tits, which were still encased in her dress.The make-up on her face became smeared and the men’s grunts of pleasure turned into a flurry of dirty talk, as they called her a dirty little slut, a busty little whore, a greedy little size queen. At one point, all three men took their big cocks and slapped them all over Emily’s face together in some weird male bonding ritual. Mark, Patrick and Alex then each placed their big cocks onto her face, rubbing them slowly against her lips and cheeks, the big cocks touching each other and blocking her vision. Emily loved it, the sheer sluttiness and submission, as she gave her face and her mouth to these strong and dominant men.After some minutes of this, Patrick lifted her to her feet, and Emily wobbled on her stilettos as he grabbed at her big tits hungrily. All three men worked together to lift the tight little black dress off her body, keeping on her red stiletto heels, as they stripped Emily to her underwear. Emily caught sight of herself in the large mirror which took up one wall of the suite. Her make up was smeared in a sultry way, as if she had been crying and kissing at the same time, and her huge 32H tits bulged salaciously from her push up bra, the little bow, lace and frills on her underwear belying the ripeness and maturity of her body. She took a moment to appreciate the men’s bodies – they were all three extremely fit and toned, with defined muscles and big hands and feet, athletic physiques which could crush the enemy on the field.Mark smiled at her and said, in an almost gentle and protective way, “We’re going to take good care of you Em. If you want to stop at any time, just say”. Then with a swoop, he lifted her dainty underwear-clad body with one arm and swung her over his shoulder as he marched through the double doors into the suite’s bedroom, her red high heels still on the ends of her legs, which dangled helplessly in the air.The bedroom was bigger than any hotel room Emily had seen before, and like the other part of the suite one wall was virtually covered by an enormous mirror.Mark lowered Emily on to the bed, then manhandled her onto her hands and knees, her large arse sticking up in the air expectantly, still covered by her frilly, sheer panties, and her huge tits spilling out of the little black push up bra with bows on.The other men bundled into the room and Emily cooed at them in her girly voice, “Are you big, strong men going to spitroast me then?”There was a loud growl of appreciation from the men, and Patrick and Alex arranged themselves at her front, standing at the edge of the bed, their enormous cocks waving wildly in her face, as Mark positioned himself behind. Emily felt his hands pull her panties roughly to one side, and the next moment she felt the tip of his cock, wet and hard, push against the opening of her pussy, and then his growling voice say, “We’re going to need to break in this little slut, boys.”Emily gritted her teeth, expecting pain. Being so petite, she knew for a fact that she was extremely tight even for a moderately endowed guy such as her husband. For a man such as Mark, it would be a stretch in all senses. To her surprise and pleasure, however, she felt the tip of Mark slide smoothly in. It was as if Emily was so extremely horny that her pussy had lubricated itself to the highest level possible, as if on some primordial level it was trying to maximize her chances of these three big, strong alpha males with their monster cocks impregnating her fertile little womanly body.As Mark pushed further into her, grunting with satisfaction, Emily was overwhelmed with waves of pleasure as his huge cock stretched her tight little pussy beyond anything that she had experienced before. Her pussy felt stretched, filled and dominated by Mark and his enormous, manly dick, and that sensation, together with the feeling of his big hands grabbing possessively at her round, fleshy arse, and the sight of Patrick and Alex’s horsecocks, each twice the size of her husband, raging expectantly just in front of her face, drove her to ecstasy and she began cumming fiercely.Emily moaned in pleasure, “Yes Mark, fuck me, fuck me, stretch me out, fuck me hard with your big, strong dick.”Mark slapped her arse hard with his hand, causing it to jiggle pleasingly, then reached forward bilecik escort bayan and grabbed Emily’s long blonde hair in one hand. He pulled on Emily’s hair roughly, causing her face to turn up at Patrick and Alex, who were still stood in front of her, their big cocks inches from her mouth. Mark started pounding into Emily hard from behind, and her moans and exclamations worshipping his penis failed to drown out the steady slap slap slap sound of him fucking her doggystyle, as her big arse jiggled and rippled to the rhythm of his thrusting.“Somebody keep this little slut quiet,” said Mark. “Stuff her slutty little mouth.”Patrick and Alex obliged, both pushing forward, as Mark let go of Emily’s hair so his two team mates could take control of her head. Patrick and Alex’s big cocks jostled for position in front of her face, until Emily opened as wide as she could and both men’s penises stretched out her pouty lips to continue their jostling in her mouth.Emily’s tongue savoured the feeling of the men’s big cocks in her mouth, both cockheads pushed closed together and fighting for space. Patrick withdrew, leaving Alex to take full control of her mouth, and he began fucking Emily’s mouth, as Patrick reached over and groped her big swinging tits through her braEmily out of the corner of her eye saw her reflection in the mirror, and the sight of herself being spitroasted roughly by Mark and Alex, as Patrick stroked his cock and waited his turn, sent her to another gushing orgasm over Mark’s big cock.The men began taking it in turns to fuck Emily, rotating their huge cocks between her tight little pussy and her warm little mouth. They manhandled her around the bed, pushing her into different positions – skewering her with their monster cocks on her back, front and side as Emily’s huge tits bounced around obscenely under her little bra.At one point, Alex picked her up and threw her onto her back, before spreading her legs wide and thrusting his enormous cock into her bald, inviting pussy. Emily’s red stiletto heels dangled helplessly in the air as Alex placed her legs over his shoulders and pounded her into the bed so hard that she thought her little body might disappear into the mattress. Alex placed his hand around Emily’s throat and held her in position as Mark fed his dick into her mouth, the angle allowing him to push into her throat, which bulged against Alex’s hand as Mark used her mouth and throat like a fuck toy.Mark and Alex had moved Emily into doggystyle and were spitroasting her mercilessly when Patrick disappeared for a minute, before he reappeared clutching something – Emily saw it was the rugby trophy from earlier. The men roared with appreciation, and as they fucked this little slut they had first met only a few hours before, the three of them held the trophy aloft over her in triumph.Emily loved every second of it, the feeling of being treated like a dirty little whore, of being tossed around and manhandled by these dominant alpha men, and she came multiple times over each man’s cock.Somehow, despite the roughness with which the men were treating her, Emily’s bra was still on, although her bulging 32H breasts were glistening with sweat, spit and precum. As Emily knelt on the bed, Mark grabbed her arms and pinned them behind her back, and Emily’s chest was thrust forward, her huge tits busting obscenely against the confines of her bra, the fat white flesh spilling out over her cups. As Mark forcefully held her in position, Patrick and Alex began slapping her huge tits through the bra with their hands, causing them to ripple and bounce, as they called her names like “busty little whore” and “balloon titted slut”. Patrick made her suck on his thumb and call her daddy, which Emily found hugely erotic.Patrick and Alex then placed Emily on her knees on the floor, directly in front of the mirror, and she watched her reflection in awe as first one man then the other, each standing at her side, pushed his huge cock up under the little bow at the front of her bra and out between the deep valley of her cleavage. The two men titfucked her at the same time, their big cocks pressed tightly between the bra, Emily’s big fat tits and each other’s penis, and she spat onto their cockheads to lubricate the motion while watching the action in the mirror. It was an obscene sight, her huge tits being used and abused for the men’s pleasure.Mark stroked his big cock idly and watched his two teammates pleasure themselves with Emily’s huge slutty tits. Their cockheads would disappear again and again into the huge mass of breast flesh and then burst out together like an angry two headed snake.Alex and Patrick’s pace picked up and then suddenly the pressure of these two monster cocks and Emily’s own enormous breasts was too much for the bra, and it burst open at the front to reveal her swollen tits in all their glory, her pink nipples and areolae engorged with arousal.The men gave a shout – was it lust or triumph? – as all three of them stepped back to admire her naked beauty, her huge tits heaving and glistening, and then all three grabbed her and started groping and slapping her oversized breasts, finally naked and vulnerable to their big hands. Mark picked Emily up and placed her on top of his cock he lay on his back on the bed and watched her busty little body bounce around on top of him, her tits swaying. Emily lent forwards and smothered Mark’s face with her tits, which were so big that he was fully engulfed, and he hungrily grasped at them, sucking on her erect nipples and enjoying the weight of her flesh on his face.Emily rode Mark like this for some minutes, enjoying the slower pace of her fucking, but she was glad when Patrick and Alex hungrily grabbed her again and she found herself being manhandled on the bed into doggystyle as the men resumed the team spitroast, with Patrick enjoying her pussy and Alex and Mark taking turns with her mouthMaybe it was because the men were tired from their previous exertions, but the pace was somewhat slower now, which Emily appreciated as she felt her huge heavy tits swinging about beneath her on the bed, swaying and rippling with the rhythm of sex.As Patrick fucked her, Alex and Mark kissed Emily on the lips and neck.Mark whispered in her ear, “God, you are such a perfect, beautiful, fertile little busty slut,” and Emily found herself yearning for his cum, for her reward for being such a good obedient little whore for him and his team. But she couldn’t have these men cum inside her, she couldn’t do that to Chris.“If you’re done gangbanging me, are you boys going to cum on my pretty little face?” She cooed in her girly voice. The three men all growled their assent.Emily knelt on the floor in front of the mirror, and saw that her reflection was the picture of blissful, fertile, slutty horniness. Her huge tits were red and engorged, glistening in the hotel room’s lamplight, her make-up smeared. As the three men surrounded her and stroked off their huge cocks, Patrick placed her big framed glasses back onto her face.Emily wanted to end the evening right, to give these alpha men an image they would never forget, which they would stroke off to for the rest of their lives, and she began biting her lip and batting her eyelashes at the men, and cooed, in the same girly voice as before, pornstar lines which she knew would drive them wild:“Oh yeah, you’ve spitroasted me so good, I’m such a huge titted little slut for your monster cocks.”“I want you to paint my pretty, innocent little face with your big heavy loads.”“Cover me in your cum, I’m such a little cumslut.”“You’ve gangbanged me and now I need you to mark your territory. Let other men know your team owns this little cumrag face and these huge titties.”The sight of this tiny, petite blonde slut with oversized breasts, fucked silly by three huge rugby players, and now looking cute as a button as she gazed up through her glasses at their horsecocks and cooed out filth in her innocent, girly voice, was too much for the men, and they all began cumming.Mark exploded first. His enormous balls seemed to have a deep reservoir of cum, and he ejaculated a huge rope of cum across Emily’s face, splattering her forehead, glasses, nose, lips and chin. The other two men then also came, and as a team all three men sent a blizzard of thick, heavy, pearly white cum loads all over Emily’s face and breasts. She giggled, her eyes shielded by her glasses, which were soon coated in the men’s thick white babybatter, and enjoyed the warm sensation of cum trickling down her face onto her tits. This was by far the sluttiest thing she had ever done and while she could see that from one perspective it was a little bit icky, the sensation of being given a cumbath by these three hot men, of being desired by and submitting to them, was extremely hot and satisfying.She removed her glasses and surveyed the damage in the mirror. Her breasts and face were streaked with cum, and she almost didn’t recognise the slutty vision before her.Emily giggled, “Wow, you guys really covered me.”The men said nothing, but panted and looked down on the artwork they had painted together, on the face of this pint sized girl they had met only a few hours before.Mark helped Emily to her feet and led her to suite’s bathroom, where they got in the shower together and, when Emily had cleaned herself up, they made out. Emily didn’t want the evening to end quite yet, and neither did Mark as he picked her up and fucked her gently against the shower door, bending down to suck on her big tits. This time, Emily didn’t object when he came deep inside her without protection. Afterwards, they returned to her hotel room and fucked most of the night, Mark cumming inside her each time.The next day, Emily woke to find a note with Mark’s phone number on it – he had left while she slept. She enjoyed the sights of Brighton, texting her husband Chris who was worse for wear from the night before, and said nothing of her slutty experience.When Emily returned home on Sunday, Chris unpacked her bag and was surprised to find a small rugby trophy inside. He asked Emily what it was – Emily professed ignorance, and Chris, always enjoying a curio, found a place for it on the mantelpiece.Emily made a note of Mark’s number, just in case.