Female Domination - Christina and Co. Part 40
— Oh, awake? — Olesya saw Kolya stirring, completely disoriented, his eyes filled with incomprehension and fear. After all, he had seen his friend Gosha voluntarily licking Kristina while wiggling his ass for Natasha, who was fucking him like a male fucks his female, and probably not even fucking but raping, trying to use her for his base pleasure.
What the hell are you doing here — said the displeased and stunned Kolya — untie me, you bitches — he practically screamed in anger.
— And he's cursing too — Sveta laughed.
— I'm about to cum, darling — whispered Kristina, throwing her head back, ignoring Kolya's squealing — don't stop
bitch— And I'm cumming — Natasha transitioned from a moan to a scream.
Kolya shut up and froze, seeing how two pumped-up bitches clung to his friend Gosha from both sides and, screaming hysterically and moaning, came. Kolya's eyes popped out of his head when he saw that Gosha was also cumming with these two bitches, shooting sperm onto the floor.
— Ooooh — Kristina looked at him — that feels so good! Well done, bitch, you tried hard! — She stroked his hair, and he looked at her, even somewhat lovingly, smiling slightly with a face smeared and shiny from her secretions.
— Well done, you slut — Natasha slapped his buttock, pulling the phallus out of his asshole.
— Look, he came too — Olesya pointed in surprise at the puddle of sperm on the floor.
— See how hard he tried — Kristina continued, pleased, stroking his head — he even came from pleasure himself! Fell in love with me? — she laughed. Gosha smiled back at her and pressed his cheek against her leg, showing her his devotion and gratitude for the trust and pleasure provided.
— So, what's next? — Natasha finally turned her gaze to Kolya — and your anal is still ahead!
— What are you doing? Have you lost your minds? — Kolya, snapping out of his stupor, looked at everyone, shifting his gaze to these bitches, and finally looked at Gosha — Gosh, what are you doing here? — and without waiting for an answer, he said somewhere towards the impudent sluts.
— Come on, untie me, and if you like fucking him and he likes it, then fuck him, but untie me and fuck off — Kolya continued to be indignant — I don't need this shit, I didn't order this — Kolya rattled on, thinking they were listening and understanding him. He still hadn't realized what was really happening here and was still deluded that this was a game.
— Can I fuck this one? — Olesya raised her hand — this bastard wanted me to suck his dirty cock.
— Yeah, go fuck him! — Natasha took off her phallus and handed it to Olesya — fuck him like a slut, break his cherry!
— Well, you're fucked, dude — Olesya put on the phallus, inserting it into herself as well — oh, how great — suddenly she felt how the internal phallus reacted to any movement of the main phallus — wow — she smiled contentedly, jerking the phallus with her hand.
— Just try it, bitch — Kolya shouted threateningly at her — don't come near me, bitch — he saw her, eyes gleaming, approaching him from behind, from the ass side.
— Now I'm gonna fuck someone! — You wanted to fuck, but I'm gonna fuck — she jerked the phallus with her hand, feeling the reverse movements inside her vagina from the internal phallus — ugh, fuck — she sniffed her hand — smells like shit — she looked at Natasha and at the embarrassed Gosha, who was still sitting, pressing his cheek against Kristina's leg, who was stroking him a little, like a puppy.
— Let him suck it off — Kristina said, nodding her head towards Kolya — and that's it! He told you himself that a dirty cock is normal! And wash your hand with beer — Kristina shifted her gaze to Sveta.
— Sveta, put him in the "throat" position.
— Right away — Sveta stood up and took tape from the table. Kolya started to get nervous and scream.
— What are you doing, bitches! Stop! — but he shut up when Kristina, unable to bear it and pushing Gosha away, kicked Kolya hard in the stomach.
— Shut up, you louse! Or we'll cut your balls off! Or don't you believe me? — she narrowed her eyes, and from her look, Kolya understood that she wasn't joking, that this wasn't a game at all, that his "wants" meant nothing here, and that it was probably better, like his friend Gosha, to give up and not get fucked over. After all, he didn't know what they had done to him while he was out; probably Gosha hadn't immediately agreed to what he was doing in front of his eyes either. Having fucked Gosha, they probably wouldn't leave him alone either, so he needed to accept it. After all, his body was helpless now, and he could do nothing but scream and yell.
Kolya felt Sveta wrapping tape around his forehead and even covering one eye, then she pulled his head back as far as it would go, securing it to his hands behind his back, and now Kolya's head was stretched to the maximum, as if lifted up, straightening his throat, his mouth opened from the tension. He was still lying on his side, but now with a straight throat and an open mouth, watching with one eye.
— Open your mouth wider, you mop — Olesya knelt down, bringing the smelly phallus to his mouth — open your mouth wider, I said — she slapped his cheek, and Kolya opened his mouth as wide as he could and felt the smelly phallus rudely pushing into his throat, triggering his gag reflex.
At the same time, another phallus, which Sveta had already put on herself, pushed into his anus. Kolya had never taken a phallus in his mouth or ass before, so all of this was completely new and even morally unacceptable to him, but he was already being fucked without any consent, as they say, in two holes. He couldn't see what was happening behind him and to the sides; he only saw Olesya's pubic area moving back and forth and choked on the phallus, gagging a little.
Of course, he wasn't wiggling his ass at all; he was just like a doll being silently fucked, legs spread for the anus and head held for the throat.
— Come on, darling — Kristina slapped her pussy again — go for round two, buddy — she addressed Gosha, who, without any hesitation and even with pleasure, again pressed himself to Kristina's beautiful bud — oh fuck, that feels so good — Kristina moaned contentedly again as Gosha skillfully began to perform cunnilingus on her, this time helping with his finger, which pressed against the upper part of her vagina, finding the G-spot.
— Fuck, I'm keeping you for myself, my good little bitch — Kristina was getting off on the professional cunnilingus.
— I love you — Gosha said, adding even more effect to the well-executed licking — you're super, you're my tasty one — Gosha savored her vulva, whispering affectionate words either to Kristina herself or to her smooth, smooth little pussy.
Meanwhile, Olesya and Sveta were already moaning, sometimes merging in a kiss with each other and, like an accordion, simultaneously stretching and squeezing Kolya lying on the floor below, who was also choking on the phallus, making corresponding sounds. This phallus seemed to him to reach his stomach; he tried to breathe deeply through his nose, remembering how he once swallowed a tube during an FGDS stomach examination, and in the end, it became much easier for him to take the throat-deep blowjob from the chick's phallus, whom he himself had picked up for a blowjob and fuck.
— Ah, the bitch is mooing — Olesya continued to fuck him in the throat — I'm almost there too, she whispered, looking at Sveta, who had already come. Looking into Sveta's eyes, Olesya also came and freed Kolya's mouth and throat, who, freed from the phallus, was happier now than he had been before the sauna. Without the phallus in his throat, he now understood what happiness was when his throat was free and he could breathe freely, and there were no foreign objects in his asshole. He lay in a puddle of his own saliva, which Olesya began to wash off by pissing on him; this golden shower for Kolya was probably more pleasant than not, although it was the first time he received a golden shower, which before would have made him shudder at the mere thought.
Soon, Kristina also came from Gosha's skillful tongue, but after coming, she didn't let him go; she demanded more and continued to come, losing count as she received wave after wave of orgasms. Gosha didn't even try to slack off, even though he could no longer feel his tongue or jaw. He helped himself with his fingers, nose, forehead, cheeks, and continued and continued to confess his love to Kristina and her little bud, stroking and tweaking her nipples, which stood erect.
Kolya was untied closer to morning; Olesya really liked fucking him in that twisted state, and she fucked him more than once. Gosha, hoping to become Kristina's favorite and that she wouldn't give him to anyone else, was still called upon for licking, blowjobs, and anal in turn, and so until morning, Gosha serviced them, one could say, with all parts of his body, while Kolya, like a doll, continued to be fucked in all possible positions. It even began to seem to him that if you looked into his open mouth, you could see light through his asshole.
Later, Kristina showed Kolya and Gosha video recordings, said she now knew where each of them lived, and said that if anything happened, Kolya's wife would receive an SMS with the video first; her phone number had been copied from his phone, and several numbers had also been copied from Gosha's address book.
For such group sex, Gosha and Kolya paid fifty thousand each, and Gosha even gave fifteen thousand to his now beloved Kristina for, as he put it, a little gift. She smiled sweetly, relaxed from so many compliments, and even said she might come to his city, which didn't exactly make Gosha happy, but he didn't show it.