Hey all! Our favorite fast-talking, fast-drinking, fast-fucking couple are back! In this installment, the aristocratic futa-wife and her enigmatic husband have fun with the staff before doing a bit of charitable giving. Not gonna lie, I love writing the dialogue for these. Enjoy!

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"Bloody Marys are always better by the pitcher, aren't they, darling?" I said to my beloved Rick as he took a healthy pull from his gallon of the crimson drink, a whole celery plant sticking out of the huge vessel.

"I couldn't agree more darling, like most things in life, bigger is better!" he responded, while I was sipping my own less than shyly.

"I draw the line for that at taxes."

"Oh, and headaches."

"Oh my dear, whatever is a 'headache'?"

"I hear people with hangovers get them."

"Whatever is a 'hang-over?"

"Something that happens to sober people, I believe."

"How ghastly!"

"The thought of an aching head?"

"The thought of being sober!" I chugged a goodly portion of the Mary to illustrate my point, and Rick followed suit. Brunch together is so nice; sometimes we even have it with food!

"Hmmm, now this is interesting!" Rick said as he rifled his way through the paper in that frowny way that men so often do.

"What is, oh steady beat of my heart?"

"There's an ad in the adult classified section," He cleared his throat to read aloud as I made myself quite the dutiful wife refilling his pitcher from the punch bowl.

Threesome Seeking: A House Worthy of a true bull.

Attractive, well-endowed woman seeks apartment

Or house willing to accommodate escapade with

Cuck husband and muscular bull. We are in a

Shared living situation and can't let our roommates

Know about what we get up to. We cannot afford to

Pay much money, but those willing to provide playspace

Will be allowed to watch what we get up to. We promise to

Put on quite the show!

"Oh that IS interesting!" I exclaimed between hearty gulps. "What do you think, darling, should we reach out to them?"

"Well I'm not sure. I mean, they specified an apartment or house. Do you think they'd be put off by being offered a 40-room manor with various playrooms and a sex dungeon?"

I laughed, "I can't imagine they'd be perturbed dear. Like you just said, bigger is better."

"That's a fair point, my peach pie, a very fair point indeed."

"Oh let's do it, Rick! We shall let this bull into our china shop!"

He smirked that wonderful, impudent smirk of his, "Oh, why not? Knowing us, the Bull is at far greater risk of getting broken than the china."

He had a point.

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I worked very hard getting the house ready for our guests while Rick made it his business to contact them. I worked up quite a sweat as I sipped my mid-morning martini and bossed our collection of French, Spanish and Estonian maids to dust and organize every square inch of our many rooms. Between doling out assignments and assessing the quality of their handiwork when done I would treat myself to a suck of Reginald's big dick. Regi is our butler, a handsome young blond man with a square jaw and high cheekbones. Rick always expressed a little bit of jealousy for my rapport with the help, but he acquiesced when he saw how important it was for me to have a little release when I was playing the dutiful housewife.

"Besides," I'd admonished him as I waved Regi's fat fucking cock around like a toy, "You needn't be jealous, the boy is a mere ten and a half inches long, he could never hold a candle to your incredible dick." I really did love Rick's dick, it was the second biggest I'd ever seen and even when I was sucking on Reginald or some other man, more often than not I was fantasizing about Rick and what he'd be doing to just utterly tear my pussy apart later. I dunked Regi's balls in the new martini he made me just to make it extra dirty before slurping the burning liquid off of them and getting them glistening with my slobber instead. Finally I stroked him off between my lips, chasing my drink with his seed before tucking him away, patting him on the cheek, and telling him to go clean the windows.

"How goes the cleaning?" Rick asked as he returned from his trip, removing his fashionable bowler and handing it to Rusalka, one of the Estonians. He gave one of her huge tits a fondle before she scampered off to hang it up.

"See how fast she scampers off? She says she loves me, but she never sticks around long enough."

"Well you can't blame her darling, even I'm still a little terrified of your dick." I explained as I handed him an old-fashioned.

"Fair point, still, one of these days I should get some manacles on her so she has to stick around and get acquainted."

I clucked my tongue, "Good help is hard to bind." I lamented. "Anyway, Rick dear, did you make contact with our victi-erm, I mean guests?"

"Indeed I did, just spoke to the woman herself and she was THRILLED to accept our offer. I told her we'd send a car for them around seven."

"But Rick, dear, it's only two o'clock in the afternoon. Whatever are we supposed to do with ourselves until then?"

Rick grinned a grinny little grin.

The fuckfest that followed broke a chair and several bookshelves, but luckily we were able to restrain ourselves enough to stop after only four hours of hardcore copulation. This gave the staff a whole hour to clean up the mess and pull more furniture out of storage.

"Why do we go through furniture so quickly?" I asked, shaking my head as Reginald set the new chair in place.

Rick puffed his post coital cigar thoughtfully, "Because my sweet, you keep shouting things like "FUCK THIS CREDENZA! FUCKING PLOW ME RIGHT THROUGH IT! I WANT IT DESTROYED BY OUR GORGEOUS BODIES IMMEDIATELY! I DON'T CARE AND WHEN I ASK HOW THIS HAPPENED LATER FUCKING REMIND ME I SCREAMED THIS YOU HUGE-COCKED STUD!"

I cocked my head, that did in fact sound a bit familiar after all. Even in the throes of passion I did speak my mind quite thoroughly.

Reginald drew our attention then, clearing his throat with practiced inoffensiveness.

"Your guests have arrived, Sir and Madam," he announced, sweeping an arm to the three of them walking slowly around the fountain. Our chauffeur, Rosa, followed close behind, shepherding somewhat to make sure they got to the front door. They looked a bit nervous if not scared, heads whipping every which way to take it all in. I could tell my strapping husband had neglected to mention that they were getting a mansion for their escapades, not some dingy jack-shack.

"Well darling, shall I turn on the charm and play the dutiful hostess?" I said as I made to let them in.

"I don't think you can turn the charm off, and we both know you're already a hostess with more than mostess," Rick said, giving my ample, wiggling ass a hearty smack as I moved. I gave a short shriek for affect and then opened the door.

"Welcome my darlings! Come on in! Make yourselves at home!" I implored as I curtsied, careful not to lift my skirt too high for fear of showing off a little too much.

"Uh, hi, I'm, uh, Mabel." Said the woman. She was a pretty thing, blonde and azure-eyed with big round breasts as advertised. But those eyes of hers were locked to my tits with what I imagine to be a mix of fear and envy; I know I can be more than a bit intimidating in that department and I rather like to think I command a following.

Speaking of following, the next in the door was the man who I assumed to be the cuckold in this situation. He was surprisingly cute with black curly hair and a nice even build for a short guy. He had a slight hint of New Jersey about his accent, which always brings a wrinkle to my nose, but I was willing to climb down from my Manhattanite perch for one night. He took my hand and gave it a delicate kiss before speaking,

"Joey. Ma'am, thank you from the bottom of my heart for inviting us into your home."

"Of course, dear, get comfortable."

Lastly was the bull, and quite the strapping lad he was! He was at least ten years younger than Joey, with a neatly shaved head and shocking green eyes. He actually looked a little like the famous "Hot Mugshot" photo that was all the rage on the intered nets a few years ago.

"Jason." He said with a curt nod. His voice was wonderfully deep! Don't ever tell Rick I said this, oh, ambiguous reader, but if there is one small area in which he could improve, his voice has always been shockingly high for such a well-hung hubby! I mean, not falsetto or anything, just not very gravely. Jason's voice was definitely doing something for me beneath my skirt, and dare I say my tits felt just a bit tight. It was a shame he didn't like to talk more, but I found him very curt the rest of the evening.

We gave them the briefest of tours, but despite the amenities on offer they didn't avail themselves of any of the bdsm rooms or the billiard hall or the recreational airplane hangar, instead opting to stop in one of the master bedrooms. That was where Jason grabbed Mabel's hand and led her across the threshold.

"I'm gonna take your wife here, bitch." He explained to Joey who could only blush in response. Rick and I exchanged the expression of excited teenagers as we took up residence in the chairs at the far end of room.

Jason and Mabel made out, it was sensual, hungry--desperate even. I don't know how long they'd been denied this opportunity to express their twisted love, but my heart swelled with pride that Rick and I could so accommodate them in getting to fulfill it.

"Get your cuck husband's dick out." Jason commanded when they pulled back from the kiss. Mabel moved to Joey, running a hand down his chest before attacking his fly and belt, dropping his pants with practiced ease.

Oh the poor man! No wonder his wife was looking for strange dick on the side, the little creature was barely six inches long, if that, and clearly rock-hard already. How ever could anyone cope with so little!? I shook my head in disappointed disbelief.

"Now show him mine." Jason growled, ever the terse and truculent taskmaster.

"I know he's bigger." Joey muttered as his wife gave the woefully short strokes that were available to her.

"Yeah, well, I think he wants to rub your face in just how much bigger," Mabel shot back, attacking Jason's pants with gusto.

Joey could only swallow in resignation as she flopped the clearly superior specimen out and began pumping it in her other hand. Jason was huge, there was no getting around that. Probably bigger than Joey hard while it was still soft, clearly drooping and flopping grotesquely as her eager hand jacked away at it. Jason clearly had an impressive sadistic streak, he not only reveled in his own size, but got a special kick out of how it humiliated Joey.

"Alright, now I want you to suck the cock that gives you the most pleasure." Jason growled.

Even Mabel seemed surprised by this. She was clearly used to dutifully following orders, but being made to choose must have been new.

"Which cock did you want me to suck?" She asked, blinking.

"The one that gives you more pleasure." Jason shot back.

She took a long moment, pumping both dicks in her fists as she considered. During that time, Jason's got longer and plumper in her hands, growing up to at least Regi's size and still with clear room to grow. I licked my lips, loving the show and the extraordinary specimen before us, and was apparently not alone in the opinion when Mabel finally gave Joey an apologetic look and put her face down to the bull's big dick. She licked and lapped at it, swabbing her tongue over every inch of soft, thick meat, getting it really wet as she worked.

Jason gently pushed her back a moment so he could fully drop and step out his pants. A fat pair of balls swung free and he lifted his cock up so he could press her face into those instead.

"Take care of these big nuts," Jason commanded, groaning softly as she eagerly complied, kissing and sucking at the huge stones, struggling to fit even one lime-sized gonad into her mouth. Joey had receded back into the corner, ignoring his own stiff dick as he watched. The poor dear, some part of me wanted to assuage his hurt feelings somehow, but I fought the urge for the moment, snuggling back into Rick who had just given me a drink. My husband was clearly enjoying the show and I could feel that stiffness extending down one of his pantlegs.

"The kid's got real talent!" Rick observed between sips, "Could easily go pro."

I nodded appreciatively, Jason had achieved full hardness and was now, for lack of a more delicate term, just utterly gag-fucking Mabel's mouth, dredging all these really loud *glork* noises out as he pounded away, his fists tangled up in her hair as he pistoned his hips back and forth.

"What do you think, about an even foot-long?" I asked Rick as I eyeballed the length.

"If he's an inch," I agreed, adding, "and based on how loud some of those choking noises are getting, he's definitely an inch."

Finally she pulled back to rasp and gasp for breaths, those lovely breasts heaving as she got her lungs back to work. While she was recovering Jason stalked over to Joey just stood above him, lording his humongous hog over the smaller specimen, a strand of Mabel's drool slowly oozing down onto Joey's face. Jason sneered in approval of Joey's tortured expression as he slowly jacked off his huge cock a couple of times before turning back to Mabel who was now eagerly waiting.

He grabbed her arms forcefully and flexed his big biceps, swinging her around and bending her over into a doggy-style position so that her face was right up to Joey's. He clearly wanted every facial expression he was about to cause to be on full display for the little cuckold, the first starting as he popped the head of that thick beast into Mabel's cunt and started dutifully fucking away.

The boy had definite skills! Rick and I squeezed each other's hands tight with excitement as Jason worked hard, sweat beading on his skin as he began to utterly core mabel out with thrust after thrust, his commanding swings causing her to bend, buck and sway. Her moans, grunts and screams only got louder and louder as Jason picked up steam, slobber flying crazily from her mouth, pelting her husband's face as her howls of pleasure pelted her ears. Jason's expression was one of extreme smugness; here was a stud with a big dick who knew it.

I could feel Rick's cock stirring beneath me, that hunk of meat bloating up under my ass, starting to make my sitting position a bit awkward.

"Mmm, enjoying the show my dear?" I asked.

"Yes, but well, dash it all darling, I was just never much for spectator sports. I've got to get in there."

I shrugged, "Well, we at least tried to be charitable, didn't we?"

He shrugged, turning me around so that he could nuzzle my massive rack a little with his handsome face.

His answer was a rare disagreement, "Well, if we're being honest with ourselves, we didn't really try very hard, did we?"

I smirked up at him, gripping his now totally turgid monster-member through his pant-leg, "Au contraire, dear hubbie. If you were much harder I'd have to have sell you to the army so they could figure out how to make tanks shielded by your boner."

"I'm not sure if it's your grasp of the military or my cock that's more inspiring, but either way I do feel mightily inspired."

I patted his cheek, "I know you're just dying to show off. Go on. Go ruin that poor stud's whole day."

He grinned and raised his eyebrows before crossing to where the threesome was situated. Right now Jason had pull out and was letting Mabel lick her juices off of his glistening dick mere inches from Joey's face.

"You guys put on a really good show," Rick said as he stood with his hands innocently in his pockets, maybe stretching his pants to hide the bulge at least a little.

"Uh, thanks." Jason seemed a bit put off by this new element in his little kingdom of big-dick worship.

"But there's just one thing I don't understand," Rick continued.

"What's that?" Mabel paused in sucking the big cock long enough to gently tap it against her own forehead as she cocked her head to look up at my husband.

"Well, it seems to me a lot the fun you guys have is about putting Joey in his place. I just don't get why you don't have the bull be someone who has, like, a really just gigantic cock to really bring out the size different."

"Huh?" Mabel asked, her face contorted in confusion as the dick that was nearly twice it's length towered above her.

"What the fuck's that supposed to..." Jason started, not sounding angry exactly, just confused.

Rick interrupted him without words, simply letting his monstrous male mallet finally free, the insane erection falling with a wet WHAP onto her big right tit.

...mean!?" Jason's deep voice actually cracked a little as the last word of his sentence got out. I couldn't help but giggle.

There was really no contest. Joey's six-incher was almost totally hidden from view where they all stood, and above that Jason's foot-long of meat was insane by comparison, but my husband's turgid eighteen-incher was more than enough to make every jaw in the room (including mine, I didn't want to feel left out!) drop all the way open and hang.

"Oh..." Joey said.

"...my..." Mabel added.

"...fucking god!" Jason finished, his own humongous cock almost looking a little scared next to the giant that had been awakened.

"It's okay," Rick said, casually giving the tit supporting his meat a few experimental slaps; I loved the way her flesh rippled and jiggled from the weight of his dicksmacks. "You're still the bull here, of course." Then he shifted and lowered his pants a bit more to free his colossal balls as well, that pair hanging down like a pair of grapefruits. "I'm just the uh... brontosaurus."

And then the brontosaurus was teabagging poor Mabel, those giant nuts hefted up high to bounce and grind all over her face while his hands kept the opulent organ they were attached to out of the way. Mabel looked like she might protest for a moment, and then something gave way and she was just worshipping those big balls, kissing and sucking and licking at them with a thoroughness that made me envious.

Shrugging I pulled off my top, freeing my tits for all to see, nonchalantly pinching my nipples a moment to really make them pop. Jason was the first to look my way, eyes locking to my tits. I beckoned with a finger and he walked towards me like a man hypnotized, his big cock swinging around a bit as he moved; now we were both enjoying the view.

Joey was visibly crying a little now, not sobbing, but tears shone in his eyes and one was already beginning to slide down his cheek as his beloved wife made horrible "Glarpphf!" sounds, mouthing and sucking around the huge balls that slapped down on her from above.

"Why are you crying?" Rick asked, maybe a bit perturbed to have his attention distracted while his big nuts were getting the praise they deserved.

Joey shook his head a little, seeming to try hard to not look at Rick's cock, "My penis is so small!"

Rick looked uncomfortable, "Oh hey, come on there guy, it's not small, it's...it's..."

"MINISCULE!" Mabel suddenly shouted, pulling back from his balls in a layer of silvery slobber-strands.

Now Joey was actively sobbing, but curious enough cumming too, his tiny tadger unleashed a few penting pebbles of spunk onto her bare back. She wore a smirk, rolled her eyes, and then dived head-first on Rick's cock, sucking it just a bit deeper than she'd been able to take Jason, choking and gagging.

Speaking of choking and gagging, Jason was putting on a really good effort with my fun-bags. His tongue had already been all over them in quick slapping licks, and now he was parting his nice lips to take in great sucking mouthfuls of tit, getting so much of my boob in there he did actually gag a bit on one I could only coo my encouragement and work to shove them into his face even harder.
Rick meanwhile, was just utterly face-fucking Mabel. Her eyes were wide in shock and maybe getting a little teary too as he pulled back and then railed deep, over and over. Jason's fuck-style had been so tame and sensual compared to what Rick was doling out she probably found it more than a little jarring. He held her head steady and fed her inch after of cock, probably working a good fourteen inches down there in spite of a LOT of gagging and coughing. Her slobbery effort and his precum mixed together grotesquely to drip from his dangling sack in a thick sheet that dripped strands right down onto her tits.

Deciding I'd show her how it was really done I pushed Jason back from my tits and then stalked around him like a predator, only to drop to my knees and start sucking his cock. Some of her juices were still on it and I savored the delicious flavor of her as I sank his dick between my plush lips and started just sucking away, gargling on his thick rod when it was deep enough, pushing forward with little effort to get him all the way down to his balls.

Mabel's eyes went wide; here I was throating her boy-toy like he was nothing more than a little loli while Rick's cock was bashing her throat into a new shape. She looked a little jealous for a moment, but then was pinwheeling her arms and fighting for breath as Rick kicked it up another notch and got himself all the way to the sixteen-inch mark. He thrust his hips aggressively, trying to some how get the last two inches down, but he just could not quite make them fit.

"Close enough dear, great effort!" he beamed as he reached down to cinch up his balls, pushing them up far enough that he could rub them against her lips even though she couldn't literally deepthroat his cock down to them. She shuddered a little and then snorted out more slobber and precum, coughing and jerking her head back. Rick groaned in ecstasy as the big dick scraped around inside her throat, bursting free from her mouth with a loud slobbery pop.

"Oh you are a MARVEL! I can see why these gentlemen are so taken with you!" Rick said, slapping his wet dick down on her face over and over.

I took a cue from my beloved spouse and released Jason from my throat, making the obligatory gross noises even though I really didn't need to. It's important to preserve a lover's ego, and that takes real effort when he knows you've been taking a much bigger dick than his. It's really the same as what Mabel and Joey did only in reversal; her goal was to clearly destroy her husband's ego in some sort of savage display that Rick and I had now made all the more cutting. Joey's mind was clearly a bit gone by now, Rick's dick was easily more than three times his size and he was probably doing the mental arithmetic on how little Mabel would even be able to feel him after getting gaped by that monster.

As I slapped Jason's huge dick all over my huge tits, loving the way the girls would jiggle with a nice club like this, Rick finally used his nice lithe muscles to lift Mabel right into the air with her back against the wall right above Joey's whimpering face. Oh the sounds she made as my husband sank that giant dick into the glistening little cunt! It was like a banshee with it's testicals caught in a trash compactor, yet somehow more pleasant since the source was as much enjoyment as pain.

I looked up at my stud, "So, Mabel says you're a pretty good lay. Does that mean you have stamina?"

He grinned, looking a bit boastful as he gave my forehead a single epic dick-tap, "Hell yeah, I can fuck all night!"

"Good! That means you might last an hour while Rick demolishes her. I don't want to bored!"

"What?" He blinked, but then I was on his cock again with my mouth. What I'd given him before was *not* even remotely a blowjob by my standards. Throating a foot-long dick to the balls might pass in some lesser social circles as an acceptable talent to get by on, but if there is one thing Rick and I never are, it's "lesser". I started just on the head, puckering my lips into dozens of sucking kisses that addressed each and every part of his wide crown, my tongue lashing out to thoroughly paint the glans, my hands massaging his big nuts in the sloppy sea of slobber I'd left on them from before.

Rick was fuck-thrusting up into Mabel now, really properly coring the poor girl out like no one clearly had before. Her fat tits bounced aggressively in his face (Rick does love big boobs, but then again, so do I so we're both lucky) as he pile-drove (pile drived? Who can say?) his magnificent bull-stallion cock into her again and again, her cunt-lips visibly out-pouching with every withdrawal, her juices spurting out with every thrust back in. My husband's big balls were swinging dangerously close to Joey's face; there was no way they'd hit him with how the three of them were positioned, but he was being forced to confront the superior specimens of manhood every split second.

I worked Jason's cockhead deeper into my throat, working my head around to different angles as I swallowed, gagged and gargled all over it, my lips continuing the same tricks they'd already treated him on his mid-shaft. I arched my back so that I could batter those balls around with my tits, letting him enjoy the pillowy warmth, the wetness of his nuts lubricating my cleavage all the more. I began to bob my head a little bit, glurking and glucking to make sure he knew I meant business, and to my abrupt surprise, I was suddenly drinking his cum. The stuff was sweet and thick, though far less copious in volume than I was used to handling with Rick, so I easily gulped it down as the small aperitif it was and showed him his captive load in my throat before I gave it a final hearty gulp.

Rick skilfully changed positions on Mabel, carefully cradling her writhing body in his arms her turned her around so that her back was pressed to his chest as he continued to bounce her on his cock like some screaming sex doll. But lest you think Rick is indifferent to the pleasure of his partner, he bent very slightly at the knees in a gentlemanly way, serving Joey his wife's overstuffed cunt while he continued to fuck her. Her husband seemed utterly delighted to be included in the fun and soon he was licking and lapping at her already-overstimulated clit so loud I could hear the wet slaps of his tongue all the way across the room. When Rick spanked her just once she came so hard you could hear the poor boy gargling her squirted mouthful of nectar.

Rick looked a bit dismayed; he was apparently not used to losing control of himself, but I didn't let him dwell on it, opting instead to lean down and give his big balls a round of reward-licking and sucking for the delicious load they'd just fed me. I jacked his big dick as I worked on his sack, and then once he was clearly fully hard (though he'd barely softened, bless his heart) I let my tits have a turn, slapping the huge girls around rod and slowly rubbing them up and down. I used the position to pleasure myself as well, using my forearms to cradle the shockingly heavy weight of them as my fingers cupped the front of the breasts and pinched at my own big nipples. I was getting wetter and wetter as I worked him over, not to mention stiffer. I put real effort into my tit-fuck, squeezing my boobs around his cock so tightly it was like I was trying to wring it out, he wouldn't last much longer if his tightening balls were any indicator.

Rick had changed things up again, now bending Mabel over so she could french kiss her husband, clearly enjoying her own taste as they locked lips, Rick's big nasty balls giving her ass a swat with each swing of his hips. After the kiss she angled up a bit, letting Joey feast on her tits with horny loud sucks and what looked like firm but careful bites. Rick kicked his fuck-game up a notch and soon was sleeving himself inside her with such speed the smacking-noise of his nuts sounded more like a strange train indeed moving fast over its tracks. She quite lost herself in pleasure then, dropping her body-weight onto Joey a bit as she squirmed and shot more and more juices than I'd have guessed such a small woman capable of; Rick really does bring the best out of people!

I'm not sure I was bringing out Jason's best, but I was relieving him of a LOT of sperm, he'd just blown another load all over my face with enough left over for some dribbles to my tits. I gave his cock a thankful suck with another big kiss to each ball before I dutifully cleaned myself, lifting one tit than the other up so I could first lick the cum off of them, then smeared my head into my cleavage to use those big pillows to clean my face of sperm, only to lick it off them again. The display was not lost on Jason who was able to overcome a slightly longer refractory period and sport a hard-on for me again,

"You gotta let me smash that cunt in!" he begged me, his voice almost cracking with excitement.

I shook my head sadly, "Sorry dear, my cunt is usually for Rick only, but don't worry, I'm very good at taking care of boners like yours!"

True to my word, I grabbed him in both hands then, wanking him with expertise as I bent to take his head back in my mouth, just utterly milking his cock for all I was worth.

Rick seemed aware of my situation and gave poor Mabel a short break as he finally pulled his enormous ramrod from her battered sex. Joey's mouth hung wide at the sight of her cunt once it was empty, the opening clearly still vastly gaped by my husband's epic cock, her juices spewing from the vast canyon he'd left behind in sporadic spurts.

"Come along dear, we didn't mean to take you away from your bull entirely, I just couldn't help myself!" he explained as he cradled her quivering form in his arms and carried her over to where I was working away on Jason's hard-on like it was my day-job, whatever the devil a day-job is, anyway.

"May I loan you a pussy, my dear?" He asked politely.

"Yes! Thank you ever so much!" I answered, keeping a hold of Jason's cock, using it to lead him in a circle so he was now facing the woozy Mabel that Rick had just lowered down.

We maneuvered them to connect at their connectors. Luckily while she was still a bit stretched out, Jason was at least big enough in the cock department to pleasure her as he stroked inside, at least as evidenced by her fevered shudder of pleasure when he did so. I wasn't about to be left out of course; while Jason bent into his fuck I leaned down and contributed, first tonguing the backsides of his nuts before licking my way down his taint and into his ass, moving my mouth in skillful undulations that made him just howl with pleasure.

"Oh yes! That looks like a magnificent idea!" Rick said. I thought he was about to rim her out from his side, but instead it was his fat cock that suddenly stabbed into her ass. Mabel just howled and crushed Jason tight in her arms, the strength of that grasp threatening to bruise him as Rick kindly compressed her cunt from the other side, giving Jason a much tighter grip no doubt.

Together the two found a rhythm, sawing in and out of her with slightly alternating strokes (Rick moving just a bit faster so he didn't fall behind having more cock to drag out and cram in than his sexual protege) and she turned into a sweaty, squirting mess of howling between them. Whatever Mabel might have expected tonight, I don't think getting just destroyed by her usual stud and even bigger one was on the list.

As my grasping hands felt Jason's balls tighten, buck and empty inside of her, I pulled away from his ass to stand and offer Rick my tits to suck while he continued to hammer away inside Mabel's ass. He eagerly sucked and slobbered all over my humongous rack; it was an amazing thing, no matter how much Rick sucked my big boobs, he never ever got tired of them. Finally with a loud grunt he too cut loose, shooting so much thick white juice into her that it squirted from her ass in tight jet.

I winked at Rick and he knew what was next.

First he pulled the almost catatonic Mabel from Jason's now totally limp dick. Jason fell back into a grinning sleep, totally spent from over-stimulation.

Secondly, he picked her back up into that delicate carry and the three of us made our way to the shower. Her head was over his shoulder and turned away from me as I shed the last of my clothes, freeing not only my tight, hot bubble-butt, but also my own monstrous cock that was really taxing the specialized jock I use to keep it fully hidden when I don't want to give anyone a shock.

"Ahhhhh," I said with relief as I unlimbered the beast, stroking it experimentally as we cleaned ourselves of the previous round of lovemaking. After the shower we dried ourselves and then dried her off together, moving things back to the bedroom we'd started in. Jason was still passed out, but Joey looked up as we entered.

"OH MY GOD!" He put a hand over his mouth, tears filling his eyes as he beheld the third and definitively biggest cock in the room, yet another trump card to his stubby sixer.

I proudly pumped the thing a couple of times, a hand leaning back to stroke the clit hidden from view by my balls.

"See something you like dearie?" I asked Joey as I flaunted it. He only whimpered in response as Rick diligently lifted Mabel up high so that I could tease at her sex with my organ."

Mabel's eyes fluttered open and she looked curiously at my face, seeming a bit confused, then she looked down.

"OH MY GOD!"

"Is there a slow echo in here?" Rick asked.

"You... you have a dick!" Mabel squeaked.

"Yes little sweetling, a HUGE one," I said, giving her clit a bit slap with the heavy head of my member.

"But you're... you..."

"Shhhhh, just let it sink in," I advised, slowly sinking it into her. Clearly all questions of my anatomy left the question as she felt what it was like to be stuffed with a cock even thicker than Rick, and believe me, my Rickie is not just another thin man.

"HWOOGAW!" Mabel said, incoherent with painjoyment as I arched my hips and fed her more than. I was so far only giving her a bit less than Jason had to offer, but I'm just damned girthy so it was taking her more time to accommodate to each new lengthy segment of cock.

"Yes dear, that's good, just let it all out," I cooed, leaning in to feed her my giant right tit as I gave her another few inches. She whimpered and suckled, seeming to enjoy the pleasant distraction. Rick couldn't help himself and leaned over her shoulder to give some loving licks to my left tit as well.

I fed her as much dick as Rick had to offer, pausing again while the poor dear sort of hyperventilated. I could feel warm wet splatters on my feet and knew instantly that the poor dear had just squirted all over the floor.

"Now you see?" I purred, stroking her hair, "It doesn't matter who's got dick this good when it's this good, now does it?"

She could only whimper and nod in response.

Then I shoved in the inches that even Rick couldn't and she lost her damned mind, bucking and thrashing in his grasp like she was taking fire, sending hotter, splooshier squirts of her nectar all over the place, staining the walls and furniture, unloading a lot of it poor Joey's way. He crawled diligently forward getting behind me and I gasped a little as I felt his tongue on my clit.

"YES! YES!" I howled in a mad frenzy as I fucked her harder, "Worship your goddess as she destroys your wife!"

He was surprisingly skilled with his mouth, (well he'd have to be, the poor little dear,) and soon my cunt was squirting right along with hers in response to those skillful tongue-slaps.

Rick made eye contact with me and carefully guided me to position Mabel over the edge of the bed so that he was free to go tap Joey on the shoulder.

"Thanks for warming her up for me, junior, I'll take it from here."

And then I felt his massive cock slide up my cunt, bringing cries from my lips that could rival Mabel. Together we worked, simultaneously a team and rivals, Rick trying to fuck me harder than I fucked Mabel, but each of his strokes only encouraging me to give it to her with twice as much savagery. We banged and bucked and fucked away into more than an hour of hardcore pounding that finally brought poor Mabel to her limits.

She'd done so well! I was proud the little creature could last so long, but she tapped out and extricated herself from my cock; she seemed clearly dehydrated from the constant squirting and was only able to crawl about two feet away on the bed before collapsing into a snoring heap.

"Oh well," Rick said, "Guess we'll just have to finish on our own!"

"Don't we always?" I was interrupted from that train of thought as Rick suddenly shoved his massive meat bat inside my cunt, the girth of him pushing my clit out and giving me cause to moan. I didn't want to get in the way of the man's fine work, so I slapped my own schlong up between my own tits and wrapped them around for a little self-inflicted boob-banging.

Rick shoved himself deeper inside me and damned if I wasn't already squirting liberally, dousing his thighs and magnificent balls (the only pair I know of bigger than my own) with enough juice to fill a Boston shaker with enough left over for the martini glasses.

"Oh darling! I like trying out new dick, but I shall never ever tire of yours!" I screamed as he drove hard to reach my gut through my cunt, the brutality of his harsh strokes just the kind I like. Rick fucked me so hard I didn't even need to use my arms for the titfuck I was giving myself; rather I could just hold them gently together as each of his savage thrusts blasted them skywards, the timing uncanny as his balls would slap my ass just as my double-L cups would splat against my face.

Ours was like a musical group of instruments well timed to play with each other, no matter what tempo we might try to set. To Rick's astonishment I started grinding my cunt down on him, powering my pelvis down to match his strokes and then overtake them for speed, more and more of my hot nasty juices spilling from me as the epic balling continued long into the morning.

Finally, after hours and hours of one-upping each other for speed and power, Rick finally lost control and began to pump one huge ball-load of gonad-gravy into me after another, warming me from the inside, stuffing me with more hot seed than even I can produce, the lot of it mingling with my own fuck-frosting as our juices dripped together in orgasmic ode to the perfect fuck.

Of course my balls needed release too, but luckily the feeling of seed filling my insides was enough to push me over the edge and soon I was taking my own jizz to the face, hot wad after wad exfoliating my skin like only a lady's ball-cream can. I truly feel sorry for other girls who cannot match my skin-care regime, and hey, I taste great too.

Rick panted in sweet satisfaction and I leaned down to give the biggest balls in the world a bunch of slobbery kisses, thanking them for their hard work.

He stroked my hair gently, "That feels wonderful dear, but those ache a bit just now."

I pouted and gave them a lick goodbye before coming up to snuggle with him on the bed,

"Generosity is your great fault my dear," I said, "You always give until it hurts."