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Written by Arian Mabe (Amethyst Mare)

Commissioned by anonymous

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Anthony gulped, pausing at the door to the living room, though Amy seemed a lot more confident than him that day. That was why he had hung back a little, letting her take the lead and the reins that day, even though everything had been set up before, his heart pounding, wearing only his jeans. Considering that he was going to be assisting Amy, well... He hadn't seen much of a point in wearing anything more than that.

Come on, he told himself, settling his nerves as he listened to the voices inside. They won't start without you.

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That gave him confidence, remembering that things had changed since they had first started Amy having sex with her bull, a partner that was strong and bold enough to cuckold him. He couldn't get it out of his mind, just how he'd seen her that first time, when she had been down on her knees, servicing the first bull that they'd brought into their home. He had been attractive, surely, but the difference there was that Anthony's eyes had been fixed on Amy, how small she had looked against him, short but not diminutive by any means, her light Latina skin complemented by her rich, brown hair. Even her breasts, in that moment, had been hypnotic to him, his eyes fixed on his partner and her body, how she appeared even sexier in the heat of it all, sweat glistening softly upon her skin.

Three guys sat beyond the door with Amy, waiting for him. He swallowed hard, but not even he could have stopped his lips from curving up into a smile.

More boldly than he could have anticipated, he opened the door...and found Amy sitting on the sofa of their main living area, the coffee table pushed back to make room, three black men sitting around her. One had stripped down to his boxers already, though it appeared that everyone had been respectful enough to wait for him. Anthony's heart leapt into his throat, pounding and tightening there, the coarseness of his pulse aching deep inside him.

Amy smiled, drawing him in with his gaze. And, as long as she was there, he would be fine. Slipping into the role of the submissive, Anthony exhaled softly.

"I thought you were never going to get here," she said, eyes glinting, though he took note of how close she sat to the guy on the sofa, the muscle of his shoulders and pecs easily visible through the light material of his T-shirt. "Are you ready?"

Anthony nodded, heart hammering, blood roaring in his ears. Yet if he'd had any doubts at all about what was to take place there, the throbbing between his legs, shaft rising softly but firmly to attention within his jeans, told the tale for him. They'd waited for him, after all.

Amy leaned in, taking Kemal's lips against her own. She wouldn't be taking the lead with them for long, even if anyone could stop anything that was happening between all of them at any time. But her heart pounded as she felt his lips lusciously parting against her own, his tongue invited into her mouth while she moaned and quivered.

It was easy to melt against him, though Kemal was the strongest of the three guys she had invited there, without Anthony knowing their names. She'd talked to them plenty beforehand, of course, wanting to check them out first, but he didn't need to know that. They were easy-going guys but more than willing to give her everything she needed, Kemal with a pattern shaved into part of his hair while the others had theirs in a more natural style.

She didn't care for personal preference in that regard, more interested in their muscles, Stefon and Darius, the other two that she had invited there, removing their clothes as they slipped into their roles, talking amongst themselves.

"Unff, that slut's going to be so tight..."

"Not when I'm done with the whore... Heh, what a bitch she is all ready for us."

"Don't worry, boys," Amy purred, breaking free from Kemal's lips, her hands sliding over his shoulders, helping him get his T-shirt and then his trousers off. "There's plenty to go around. But I wouldn't be asking for you if _he_satisfied me."

Anthony grunted. Damn... It always caught him off guard when Amy was more humiliating towards him, though his cock swelled and, well, he leaned into it. He freed his erection, only sliding his jeans down far enough and unzipping to let it swell out, need evident as the bulls laughed at him. It was Amy, however, who fixed a pair of eyes that were suddenly particularly cruel onto him. Perhaps that was because his shaft was not really freed, but clasped in a plastic chastity cage that, somehow, was more restrictive than the metal ones that they had been playing around with before. Maybe because there was no space between any "bars" of the cage for the flesh of his needy member to press through, forever reminding him of his place there, that his cock was kept small even though it wanted to swell.

Amy's smirk deepened. He swooned.

"Get them ready for me," she ordered, her tone leaving no room for argument. "All of them, whatever they want."

For she would be submissive to her bulls but not to him, Anthony thought with a quiver, though he did not know Stefon's or Darius' name as they smirked and rose, undressing swiftly. They didn't care for where their jeans or even their socks got kicked off too, soft lengths of meat begging attention while they grunted in the back of their throats.

"Yeah, do what your hot wife says..." Stefon said with a smirk, though it still looked a bit too friendly on his full lips that were better suited to smiling. "We're going to be the ones filling her tonight though, like she asked, not you. Damn, that must be hard to take..."

But it wasn't really, even though Anthony was not into guys. He could service them and prepare them for her, but there wasn't any other reason for him to be there, nothing more than a cuckolded voyeur with his cock bound in chastity. He shuddered as Stefon stood over him, stroking his cock lightly, though it was not for a bull to get himself ready.

"Go on," Stefon goaded him. "Your hot wife slut needs you to do your job, cuck boy."

He gulped. Obligingly, Anthony trembled as he took Stefon's half-hard cock into his mouth, feeling how it thickened, though it was not as if Stefon needed much preparation. Anthony's eyes rolled back, trying to look up at the man standing over him while he was better off down on his knees, tasting the man's musk, the masculinity of him lingering at the smeared head of his cock. Pre-cum dripped from him so thickly that it made Anthony's head swim, need coursing through, though every illicit pump of blood around his body only sent it to his cock. And it was very much _not_needed there.

His hand, of course...hands... They had to go to Darius, though he seemed a quieter sort, which Anthony didn't mind at all. It was easier for Anthony to take his soft cock in his hand, though his heart leapt at the size of it, already imagining how much more it was going to please Amy than his own shaft. He was nothing more than a modest size, but having three bulls to please her was going to be unlike anything that Amy had experienced before.

He couldn't wait to see how hot she looked, covered in their cream with a cum cream-pie drooling from her ruined pussy... He moaned around Stefon's cock as he ground back and forth, muttering something under his breath that Anthony did not catch as his attention tried, desperately, to slide back to Amy. Even then, he didn't want to miss a thing.

Kemal slipped a thin, leather collar around Amy's neck as she whimpered, letting him leash her, the ownership of her for the night well and truly passed over to the three guys. Nothing else mattered, only letting them take her, fill her, every cock sliding into any of the holes that they wanted to fuck. It was a gesture, to put the collar on, though Kemal grinned as he drew her against him, nipping at her neck as his hands roamed.

They disrobed quickly, so that everyone, bar Anthony who still had his jeans tugged down to expose the chastity device, was naked. Amy had thought that the nice lingerie she had chosen to show off her large breasts would have lasted longer, but it was no longer up to her. Not as she was pinned to the sofa by strong hands that curled around her shoulders, taking her breath away.

"Ohhhh, fuck me," she moaned, losing herself there, already slipping deeper. "I need it... He can't please me like you can... Need a bigger cock... Mmmph, please..."

That quip was for Anthony's ears, though she took pleasure in the shudder that rippled through him, how he tried to look at her, but, well, was too busy preparing her bulls to look. It was intoxicating, though she gave up her power even as she took even more control over him, an invisible leash stretching between them.

"I've got you, whore," Kemal hissed through his teeth, between her legs already as his hands tightened on her. "Need a good dick for a wet pussy like this, don't you, bitch?"

She moaned. Kemal didn't seem to need any trouble getting ready as he laid her down on her back on the sofa and winked at her, the leash wound around his hand. Unspoken permission was given in her moan as Amy rocked her hips up to him, legs wrapping around his waist, wanting him, craving him, lust throbbing through.

His cock pressed to her pussy, mostly hard and leaking pre-cum, though not as much as Stefon, even though every guy was different in their own way. Their likes and personalities came into play more outside their tryst and liaison, though it wasn't something that Amy could think about. Not as Kemal pushed into her with a hard, dominant thrust, taking her and claiming her with a tight hold on the leash.

Her heart pounded, swooning before him, moaning aloud, though there was more to come. He didn't need to fuck her slowly or quickly - just exactly as he pleased with long, deep thrusts as if he was trying to take in every part of her.

Kemal moaned.

"Fuck, you're hot... Good thing you couldn't get what you needed...mmph, from your husband..."

It was not a mean comment as it was not directed at Anthony - but it was still humiliating to the man that heard it as Stefon's cock burst from his lips. He whimpered, though didn't get a chance to duck his head, not as Darius took his place, despite his dick already being mostly hard. Anthony gulped, though obediently parted his lips to prepare him too, his service in that manner more in slickening up Darius' cock too so that he could better push into his wife.

Amy. His... But not his too, at the same time.

"Unff... Yeah..."

Darius thrust harder, grinding into Anthony's mouth and forcing his head back and forth, though his attention was mostly taken up by Amy. Even though he was preparing them, he knew his place and he wanted to hear her moans, the lewd, wet slop of Kemal thrusting into an already hot and ready pussy filling the room.

Against himself, Anthony moaned. She was so fucking wet for them, sheesh... He couldn't even remember a time that Amy had been that wet for him, though that was part of the reason why they had both sought the attention of others in their sex life too, bringing in the bulls from before. It was their kink, even though they both enjoyed it in different ways, Anthony submitting, allowing Amy to control him, engaging only in the ways that he was allowed to by her.

"Mmmph, sorry, dude, guess you'll have to eat my cum out of your wife's pussy."

Darius grinned, pushing Anthony off him as if he was no more than an object, but there was nowhere for him to slot right then, not even as Anthony shook in place, sinking back onto his calves as he knelt there. He just couldn't keep himself up and in position for a single moment longer, weak, literally, at the knees, as Amy took another cock into her mouth, Kemal pounding her pussy while Stefon sank deep into her mouth.

"Mmph! Mmph!"

Her cries were of lust and passion, even though she hadn't been ready for it, which was evident in the wideness of her eyes. Her dark eyelashes swiftly softened to flutters once more, however, all as Anthony watched, enraptured by the moment. The only downfall of that moment was that there was no verbal humiliation from Amy as she was getting fucked from both ends, a guy pushing into her mouth, "forcing" her to give him a blowjob, while Kemal took her pussy.

They didn't have to be slow and there was nothing there that made them hold back, knowing that they would get to cum many times, inside and on Amy, however they pleased. There was nothing to stop them, not even her husband kneeling there, helplessly watching everything as his caged dick ached and throbbed. Amy groaned around the cock in her mouth, trying to jack off Darius at the same time, but she fumbled and cried out when Kemal slammed in, unleashing his load inside her without any warning.

Moans and groans swelled to fill the room as if they were creating a kind of music all on their own, the powerfully muscled, studly form of Kemal leaning far over Amy as he climaxed. He forced her legs to crudely spread even further apart, showing off just how deep his thick length was inside her, how the folds of her pussy were strained taut around his girth. His shaft throbbed with every pump of cum, Amy's body rocking up to meet him, straining for her high.

And yet that would not come yet... Not quite yet. It would be a slower build for her, despite her body trembling with lust, but there was a good use for Anthony in bringing her off too, all while he ate out the bull's cum from her aching pussy. Amy shuddered, ready for more already, lightly sore and craving it still.

Stefon was not much slower, grabbing her hair and dragging her mouth roughly back and forth on his cock as if she was nothing more than a living fleshlight, a tool for pleasure that could be picked up and put down exactly as he pleased. Amy moaned around him, saliva and pre-cum drooling from the corner of her lips, though gulped to take him all as his meat pushed into the back of her throat.

She drank it all down as he twisted his hand dominantly into her hair, her eyes closed, giving in to her submission to the two men. Darius would come too, yes, she was sure of it, but she was too caught up in the moment to think of anything else but the sweltering heat begging for release from within her body, how her pussy ached, left slightly gaping in the absence of Kemal's cock as he withdrew from her.

Drawing out to spend the last spurts of his orgasm onto her face, cum drooling over her lips as she moaned, Stefon grinned, eyes locking onto Anthony.

"Get in there!"

Anthony scurried to obey as he was shoved forward, though the push didn't hurt him in the slightest, even if it sent a hot wave of humiliation through him, churning in the pit of his stomach. Amy waited, a grin on her lips, though she kept her mouth closed, a gleam of cum glistening there. Her lips parted to accept him and Anthony whimpered against her as she forced the cum of one of her bulls into his mouth, swapping cum with him and making him take it down his throat.

"Swallow!"

One of the bulls, he could not see which, rubbed his throat as if he needed encouragement. Anthony whined, though did as they willed, his head swimming, feeling more dazed than, honestly, he had any right to be. It was as if he was not truly present in that moment, taking on something new with every passing second, the thick taste of male in his mouth, something that his weakly leaking caged dick could not match up to.

He kissed her deeply, accepting and swallowing every mouthful of cum that she so deliriously fed him, losing himself there. Her tongue delved deep into his mouth, easily dominating him as if that was the only reason that he could have been there for her: for her to use.

"Ah... Amy..."

He panted, breaking the kiss lightly when he was sure there was no more cum in her mouth, met with the curve of Amy's wicked grin, eyes hard.

"Better than your cum any day, hon," she teased, though there was a bite behind her words that sent wicked tendrils of insidious humiliation deep into his soul, his cock throbbing more urgently than ever. "But you don't need to cum in me. Your little cock is much better all caged up."

Anthony shivered, nodding and moaning, but Amy's hand was already on his head, shoving him down between her thighs.

"Eat it all out of me, I'm ready for a fresh load..."

Even though there was a collar around her neck and the leash had been passed to Darius, the men tossing her between them as easily as they might have passed a cigarette casually, she still held him in the palm of her hand. She grinned as she sat up, spreading her legs wide to show off the messy cream-pie between her legs. Kemal had done quite a number on her to start, though she was eager for more, creamy rivulets drooling from her stretched pussy, from the might of a real cock.

The play between dominating Anthony and submitting to her bulls, three of them at the same time, was more tantalising than she could have imagined, squeezing her thighs in around his head as he moaned into her sex. Darius laughed, rubbing his cock against her face, teasing her lips, with a roll of his hips.

"Damn, he really likes eating our cum out of you..."

"He'll clean me up after every round... Won't you, baby?"

It was a term of endearment and it could not have sounded more biting than it did on her lips at that very moment, mocking him for his position, all where he was and how he was in his desire to serve her, to please her. Anthony quivered, trying to rock his hips as his cock throbbed anxiously, but there was nowhere for it to go, nowhere for it to be released, trapping him in the delicious torture of denial.

Still, he delved his tongue into the messy cream-pie and ate her out voraciously, as if any other purpose had been stripped completely from his life. The man's cum played heavily on his tongue, a different taste from the first, but maybe that was partly because the clinging strands were mixed in with Amy's essence, her arousal evident where it dripped from her. Sometimes, there was hardly any telling what came from Amy and what from the bull, though it was not up to Anthony to tell.

"Unff, good slut," Darius grunted, holding her hair, yanking her head back and forth as she sucked his cock. "Tell your husband what a good whore you are for us... Put that slutty mouth to good use..."

Amy moaned, though pulled back with heat in her cheeks, eyes downcast. Submissive only to them, of course, never to Anthony.

"I'm...theirs," she groaned, squirming in place, looking up adoringly at Darius. "Fuck my slutty pussy, make me worthless for any other cock - mmph!"

Darius sealed the deal by slamming his cock back into her mouth, muffling and gagging her as she struggled to take him deep. Anthony trembled. He had no part in that, one eye on Amy and her comfort, but, well...she was already more than well being taken care of.

He cleaned her out softly with his tongue, making sure that he dug deep, though Amy was not in a position to give him any further orders, considering that Darius had his cock shoved into her mouth.

"That's it, beauty," he grunted, curling his fingers possessively around the collar, yanking her down on his cock as she deepthroated. "Get me all nice and wet... Yeah, you know where this cock is going."

It was a big length, Darius perhaps the largest of the three - but when the cuckold's cock was all caged up and tiny in his denial, no one was about to worry about who was the biggest between the dominant parties there. Amy whined around his cock and Anthony could only imagine just how big and how plaintive her eyes were at that very moment, lost there and frantically begging for his cock and cum.

He suckled on her clit, playing his tongue across it harder than he usually would have, guessing correctly that she was able to take the extra pressure and stimulation. His hips bucked to the tune of her muffled moan, ever aware of the messy slop of another man's cock diving into his wife's mouth, fucking her like a cheap whore, all in a way that he never could.

Because it was him. And Anthony was much better off down between her legs, the musky, thick taste of another man's cum heavy in his mouth as he brought her off into a muffled scream of orgasm, hips rising and forcibly grinding onto his face. He pressed on, refusing to pause, though he didn't slip his fingers inside to stimulate her that way. When she had three thick, meaty cocks to pound her full however she liked, his fingers were even more worthless than his cock.

She painted his face in her essence, juices dripping down him, though maybe that was the pulsing of her pussy, squeezing muscles that only really came to light during sex, pushing out more of Kemal's cum. Either way, Anthony groaned into her sweetness, drinking down all that he could, scooping it into his mouth as he panted heavily against her, his warm breath tickling her folds.

But no one said a word to him about bringing her off, not as he was shoved aside and left to get out of the way as Amy sprawled on the living room rug. She moaned, thrusting her arse in the air, submissive to a fault, though the guys treated her as if she was just an object. Darius spat, smearing the saliva across her backside, rubbing it over her anal ring.

"That's all the lube you're getting, anal whore!"

The language that they used and how far they went with her were all things that had been agreed beforehand, throwing Amy for a loop with how respectfully they had treated her one moment - and then spitting on her the next. And yet every thought was swept from her mind still as she pressed her cheek to the rug and moaned as his cock pressed into her backside, straining open her ring desperately even as her body strained to close around it, to push it back out. Some reactions of the body would never be changed, but, well, she didn't mind it, not as his hot rod of cock flesh sank into her, Kemal and Stefon flanking her, enjoying the show while their cocks swelled back to full hardness, slowly.

She whined, pressing her face down, trembling as he pounded her ruthlessly, hardly even giving her any time to prepare at all, her whole body quaking with the force of his thrusts.

"Unff... Yes..." Darius panted. "Bitch is fucking tighter here!"

"Fuck, I wanted her arse too," Kemal grumbled. "But she'll still be tight, well... At least until we're done with the fuck hole, heh..."

Anthony swallowed hard. Something about the way that they spoke about Amy gave him the impression that they had all fucked together before or done something else, though he wasn't so sure how he felt about that. If he was listening purely to his body, however, he would have known what the shot of heat through him meant, like liquid arousal pouring through his veins.

He was hopelessly in love with the humiliation of being a cuckold, watching his wife scream as her arse was pounded, treated to the force of a cock that was so far beyond anything that he could offer her. He whimpered, eyes fixed on them, how his hips bounced off her backside with every stroke, slamming in hard, roughly, not caring for her pleasure, even if it was a part of it all too. He wrapped the leash around his hand and yanked back, forcing Amy to stagger up onto all fours, though Stefon was still letting his cock harden up again.

Anthony took his cue without even being told, his eyes downcast as he helped Stefon out, his face burning up with humiliation, skin crawling and prickling. He sucked down Stefon's cock, taking the slightly firm length into his mouth as it thickened, every pump of the man's heart making it throb with blood, arousal pumping through. It wasn't something that he enjoyed and it was even more humiliating for that fact, even though Anthony told himself, keeping up a running mantra in his head, that he was doing it for Amy, all so that her next bull could be good and ready for her as soon as Darius was finished in her arse. Stefon acted as if he wasn't even there at all, eyes on Amy, enjoying the show, the way her brown hair bounced around her shoulders with every crude, rough stroke from Darius.

"Sing for us, bitch," he taunted her, squeezing her cheeks to make her both look up at him and pucker up crudely, as if her mouth had become something even more sexual, something purely for erotic means. "Your moans are so pretty when your mouth is stuffed."

Kemal shoved his dick into Anthony's hand as he helped prepare him too, though maybe the guys had taken something before coming over, because it didn't take long at all for them to get hard and ready again. Darius ground deeply into Amy's backside as Kemal took up position beside Amy's face, both shoving their cocks up to her mouth, slapping them about as if they were taunting her with the lengths of their meat.

"Go on, hungry bitch, which cock do you want to suck down more?"

They taunted her and teased her, though it only made Amy blush even more heavily for them, her body turned on. The glimmer of another orgasm was building within her, all from the eroticism of being used and passed around, though she didn't know what cock to go after, the black lengths of meat jostling before her. She strained after them, her mouth held open to a lewd extent, though Kemal laughed and spat in her face, letting it drool onto her face.

"Couldn't get dicked down good enough by this lousy lay," Kemal boasted, mocking Anthony as well as Amy. "All so you had to come to us, hey? Well, we got plenty for you, haven't we, guys?"

The others grunted their agreement, though they could not be blamed for being rather busy in drinking in the physical and visual appreciation of her body at that time. Amy sucked on Kemal's cock with a lewd moan, hair clinging to the dampness on her face where his spit remained, dragged back and forth, fighting even against her ability to give two blowjobs at once.

And all Anthony could do was watch. It could have been easier if he was getting her bulls ready again, but it was almost humiliating in itself just how hard they got so easily. It couldn't be because of anything they had taken, surely, just because they were so much better at things than him, so much more sexual. He swallowed, though there was not enough saliva in his mouth to do anything, playing the voyeur as Darius' thrusts suddenly sped up.

Amy hacked and gagged around their cocks as they ground in, though Anthony's attention was all on the cock disappearing into the pucker of her anal ring, how she squeezed around it so tightly. Darius heaved and panted, balls bouncing off her perfect arse with every stroke - though even he could not help but unload with a manly, deep, drawn-out groan.

"Oh, yeahhh..."

He thrust shallowly against her, eking out every last little bit of his own pleasure, while Amy trembled, lost where she was, the slut at their whims. Her husband was there, making sure that all was safe, though she had no worries about herself, not as her backside ached around the cock rammed into her, need coursing through. She tried, she really did, to focus on giving Kemal and Stefon the best fucking blowjob of her life, though they taunted her, yanking her back and away from their cocks by the collar, leaving her straining and gasping after both while her mouth hung open.

"Please..." She begged, heat rushing to her cheeks. "Let me...suck you!"

"Look, the dirty bitch wants more!"

Stefon laughed and joined Kemal in spitting on her face, Darius' hand connecting sharply with her backside in a loud, resounding smack. She groaned and bucked her hips, though that only incited him to spank her more, alternating hands, making her butt cheeks jiggle pleasantly as his cock softened, very slowly, inside her, having unloaded everything that it had to give. Stefon rammed his cock into her mouth, forcing a quick deepthroat, though Amy could not help but gag around him.

"Get your dick out of her, my turn next..."

Stefon was the only one out of the three that had not yet gotten a ride on her pussy or arse. Yet he had something else in mind as he dragged her upright by the collar and leash, a smirk on his lips that made Amy's stomach flip over. It was hot to be dragged around, losing herself there, feeling Anthony's eyes on her, though she grinned, turning her face to him to show him the pre-cum she'd collected on her tongue. Even though Stefon was busy getting her into position, hands on her arse, Amy snapped her fingers, sending Anthony scrabbling to her.

"Kiss me!"

She demanded it and he could only supply all that she craved, kissing her deeply, her tongue forcing his back dominantly, tasting the pre-cum of the other guys in her mouth all over again. Anthony's legs threatened to buckle - but he was no longer needed to entertain her as the kiss was broken and Stefon hefted Amy up in the air.

"Ah!"

She moaned, head falling back, face to face with Stefon as his throbbing hard-on prodded at her pussy. Her legs wrapped around his waist as he stood there, letting her sink onto him, the pull of gravity drawing her wet pussy down onto his cock, a long moan rolling from her lips.

"Oh, fuck, yesss..." She moaned. "You're so big..."

"That's right, slut," Stefon grunted, biting at her neck, lips trailing down as he held her to him, fingers digging into her arse as he leaned back slightly. "Take all of that dick..."

Amy shivered, his cock feeling right at home in her pussy, but there was no time for her to get used to it before Kemal was behind her, taking advantage of the slickness of her arse to push into her. She moaned, head falling back onto Kemal's shoulder as they took her in two holes at once, roughly pounding, dragging her up and down their cocks like a toy. There was no harmony to it at all, just raw, crude lust, two guys who knew they could use her taking all that they wanted.

And she loved every fucking second of it, her holes so tight around their cocks, some twisted part of her mind feeling as if she was being split open. But that was only because she hadn't had two dicks in her, not quite like that, before, stimulating her so deeply that she couldn't help but buck against Stefon. He hissed through his teeth, grabbing her face and kissing her roughly, forcing her lips to pucker with a hand pushing in her cheeks, sticking her tongue out.

"Unff... Fuck..."

They grunted as they filled her, Anthony waiting, though Darius had a moment to recover while Kemal and Stefon fucked Amy. He didn't spend too much time preparing Stefon, only performing his role as a cuckold in cleaning him off with a damp cloth, ensuring the comfort of the bull. Stefon ignored him, lightly jacking off as his cock slowly pumped up full and hard again, watching keenly just how his friends fucked the Latina trapped between them.

They sped up, fucking her ruthlessly, and Anthony found his breath gone, light-headed and chest tight, hardly able to believe what he was seeing. They were a force to be rivalled, slamming into her with raw abandon, cocks disappearing, stretching her out in a way that Anthony could not. His cock strained against its cage and he drank in the pounding force of their thrusts, watching avidly, unable to drag his eyes away.

How could he ever have wanted to?

He just needed to be, watching as their grunts and moans grew with every passing minute, demonstrating incredibly stamina. At least Amy's holes were slick and cream-pied already, though it was little lube for her when her arsehole was so roughly being taken, all until the guys climaxed within seconds of each other. It couldn't have been more perfect if they had planned it, first Kemal and then Stefon climaxing, ramming in with shorter, more juddering strokes, as if they were finally bearing the brunt of their lust in fucking her so roughly.

But that didn't matter as their emptied their balls into Amy, the woman between them trembling, clinging to Stefon for support. Her holes drooled cum, even around the straining meat of their dicks, and she panted heavily, rocking against them, though she didn't know whether to go forward or back, trapped between their cocks.

Their orgasm, however, could not last forever, the guys sliding out with chuckles, cocks half-hard and gleaming with smears of cum and her arousal, though Amy, that time, had been left without her own needs taken care of.

"Darius, you ready for the slut?" Kemal joked, swinging her back and forth in his arms as if she was a toy. "Here you go!"

"Oof!"

Dropped on the ground, Amy tried to collect herself, though she didn't have much time for that as Darius' backside shoved into her face. Aching with lust, she whimpered submissively, still in a daze of lust, her body desperate for it. She had to get off, she had to get off so badly, but it was only Anthony there to please her in that way, her body merely a tool for the bulls to use. She did as Darius bid, however, the leash back in his hand as he yanked her in, forcing her to eat out his anal ring, her tongue sweeping around and degradingly delving into the tight hole.

"Oh, yeah..." He moaned. "This bitch fucking knows how to eat ass! Get right in there - harder!"

She moaned against him, drool slavering down her chin, salivating too much and not even caring. She rimmed him desperately, as if eating out his backside was the only way that she would get a cock in her again. Her backside and pussy drooled thick cream, ready for Anthony to lap up, though it took both Stefon and Kemal to grab him by the shoulders and shove him in against his partner, the mess of the cream-pies slopping onto his face.

"Mmph!"

He grunted, but he was still where he wanted to be as he moaned against Amy's pussy, lapping deep, trying to clean her up - but there was just so much cum! His cock ached furiously against the cage, but there was nothing he could do about it, not as he voraciously ate out the seed from the bulls that had pooled in her holes.

Amy trembled, but she rimmed and dug her tongue into Darius' backside as if there was nothing left for her, rocking and humping more dominantly back against Anthony. For she knew it was him with his face crushed into her, smeared in the masculine cream drooling and dripping from her.

Yet she didn't get a chance to enjoy that moment all that much as she was dragged back, blinking to see Anthony being put in a position to help Kemal and Stefon get ready again - though Darius' dick was ready to go, of course. She smirked, licking her lips as if she was the one in full control, the leash taut in Darius' hand as he laid back, drawing her on top of her, back to chest.

"Don't you wish you could fuck me like this?" She drawled, blowing a puckered kiss to her partner, Anthony whimpering as he prepped Kemal and Stefon. "Fuck me... Ahhhh!"

"Yeah, that's a good little cock whore!"

Darius smirked as he powered up into her backside, nicely prepared already, sinking his dick deep into a hole that was already slick and ready for him. Yet it would not take long for the others to join him, even if he had stolen the degradation towards Anthony right out of Amy's mouth.

Ah well. There was only so much that could go on when the guys were so eager to pass their whore around.

And there was Anthony, left out and his orgasm denied as he knelt there, his dick throbbing, need aching through him in a way that he had, quite honestly, never felt before. He wanted to join in, but Stefon pressed his dick into Amy's pussy wantonly as Kemal took up position at her head, giving her face a sharp smack and spitting on her tits, marking her in another way as Anthony watched and trembled. From Amy's moans, she must have loved it.

But he knew she loved every second of it and that was just why he steeled himself to stay in position, cock digging into the chastity device, though he wouldn't have changed anything for the world. Not even as Kemal smacked her face with his dick, taunting her with his half-hard length, though he was too eager to drive into her mouth and throat to hold back. Amy gagged around him, drooling thickly, but no one there was really thinking of her pleasure, not as Kemal drove deep, everyone pounding her ruthlessly, three-on-one.

And what better way could there have been to fuck? Amy moaned, revelling in the attention, in being the centre of it, the whore that everyone wanted to fuck. There was nothing more that she could have wanted as all her holes were filled at once, her pussy and her arse still feeling as tight as ever, clenching around Stefon and Darius devoutly, as if they and her pleasure were all that she could think of.

Her body ached, rocking into another orgasm, but the guys did not slow in the slightest, pounding her with single-minded intent, grunts and groans filling the room. The slop of their cocks pounding her holes swelled to overrule even their cries, a beat that Amy would have been more than happy to live her life by, panting heavily. Even then, through her orgasm, she had to suck in her breath through her nostrils, no longer able to use her mouth for anything other than its intended purpose of sucking down dick after dick.

"Mmmph...mmm....mmmph!"

She groaned around them, eyes closed, losing herself there, spit trickling down her breasts, though being spat on had turned her on even more that time. Her body ached, arching up, though Stefon drilled her ruthlessly, claiming her pussy with every stroke.

"Unff... Come on, slut, you can take more than that."

She trembled. Yes... Yes, she was a slut, all for them, just for them. It wasn't really "fair", three-on-one there, but it was the way she wanted it, feeling used and dirtied, taken advantage of by three men who knew how to treat a woman like her.

She gagged around Kemal's cock, losing herself in the experience. One moment blended seamlessly into the next as she panted and heaved around his dick, though Darius sped up first. Amy couldn't tell whether they were all trying to time their orgasms together, but the only thing she did know was that she was awash in a fountain of cum, dicks going off inside every hole, pouring creamy seed straight down her throat. Obediently, she gulped down everything that Kemal had to offer, safe there between the three of them, though she would find herself longing for the tight hold of the leathery collar long after that particular bull experience had ended.

They stayed there, their dicks deep inside her, using her body to its fullest extent, all while her husband couldn't do anything but watch. There was no better place for their cream, after all, than sending it straight down Amy's throat or into her pussy and backside, letting it ooze out thickly around their lengths. Amy hacked lightly, though had to try to take as much as she could down her throat, gulping wantonly, until they all pulled back and out, leaving her gaping lewdly, her pussy and anal ring strained beautifully into a gape, dark and drooling cum.

Which was where Anthony came in, while Amy ate out Kemal or Stefon's - no one was keeping track at that point - backsides, tongue swirling around, swapping between arseholes and cocks as they pleased to use her. They laughed above her, but made good use of her mouth as Anthony ate out their cum, easily in his place as the cuckold husband. There was, after all, no better place for him than between her legs, especially when she had been pumped full. And, from what he heard going on above and around him, the bulls were just gearing up to go again and to make her blow them all at once, jacking off above her in a kinky circle. It was just one of many ideas he caught being bandied around, jeering at him too.

"Heh, can't get enough of your cum, can you? Just a cum slut for her too..."

Anthony shuddered, focusing on cleaning out Amy, preparing her for their next loads. There was no better place for him, after all, no place that he felt more settled. The thick taste of their cream reminded him of everything that he could not be.

With their humiliation and degradation, controlling his wife as she controlled him, they all got everything they needed out of their cuckolding gangbang.