As soon as Anton had started feeding his sizable cock between her wet red lips, Jim had started licking and sucking on the hot pink petals of her pussy, and doing an amazing job of it. Cynthia could tell that it was obvious by how enthusiastically he was going at his pussy-eating duties that Jim was just as aroused as she was. His talented tongue was currently way up inside her, the pointed tip pressing against the hot wet tissues on the roof of her vagina, right beneath the fiery nodule of her clit. He pressed the tip of his tongue harder against what he knew was her sensitive trigger, sending her right over the edge.
“OHHMMMGGHH…” Cynthia groaned deep in her throat as she started to climax, the sounds coming out of her muffled by Clifford’s thrusting erection hammering relentlessly in and out of her mouth. She was almost convulsing as her orgasm overwhelmed her, and she felt herself gushing, knowing she was spraying Jim’s face with her fragrant discharge.
Anton watched her come, and as she was thrashing about, but still ardently sucking Clifford’s cock, he reached down and slipped his hand right inside the soft satin triangle of the chemise, cupping her breast. He gasped at the size of that enormous tit as his hand slid right inside the material and over her thrusting nipple. His fingers spread out as he went lower, cupping the massive breast and drawing it right out of her chemise. It settled on her chest, the huge mound spreading out naturally. Her pebbly areola and stiff rubbery nipple were a vivid pink and looked incredible, the size of them in perfect proportion to the rest her huge voluminous breast. Anton reached down and rolled her big nipple between his thumb and forefinger, and Cynthia felt it come alive between his tweaking fingertips. As her nipple stiffened even more beneath his touch, it caused her to moan deep in her throat as a second consecutive orgasm started to overwhelm her.
“Fuck, this woman is so fucking hot!” Cynthia heard Anton say under his breath as he tapped Clifford on the shoulder, letting him know he wanted another shot at her mouth.
Clifford backed off, pulling his raging prick out of her drooling mouth as he moved back to his place at her other side. As Anton quickly straddled her again and slammed his big cock right back into her mouth, Cynthia saw that Clifford noticed what Anton had done while he’d been busy fucking her face. One huge tit was blatantly exposed, her big nipple thrusting forward like a pink bullet. Like Anton had done, Clifford reached forward and pulled her other breast out of the sexy chemise, amazed as the enormous weight of her tit as it filled his hand. He freely groped her huge breast, making Cynthia moan into Anton’s jackhammering prick as Clifford squeezed and caressed the mighty orb.
*
For the next half hour or so, the two porters took turns fucking Cynthia’s face, the steady beat of the headboard thumping against the wall filling the room over and over. Cynthia senses that her wanton slobbery sucking was getting the two men more excited, but she knew it was obvious to them how much she was loving having them pound her face, that they seemed to supress the urges rising within them, each one backing out of her sucking mouth and letting the other one take their place before they went off.
When they weren’t holding onto the headboard and slamming their cocks deep into her mouth, Anton and Clifford took turns mauling and groping her tremendous breasts. As the nasty face-fuck continued, Cynthia’s huge tits eventually became almost totally covered with spit, frothy wads of her hot saliva dripping onto her fleshy mounds from the underside of their pistoning cocks.
Jim kept slaving away at Cynthia’s steaming little box the whole time, making her come time and time again. It wasn’t long before Cynthia lost count of how many times she’d moaned and twitched through a climax. The muscles on the insides of her full creamy thighs would quiver like plucked guitar strings, while at the same time Jim would make sure to savor the gushing flow from her pulsing cunt. His face was a mess, her sticky discharge covering every square inch, even matting his hair. But she could tell that Jim couldn’t have been happier. He loved making her come with his mouth, either lancing his tongue way up inside her, or using his lips and tongue to service her big fiery clit, sucking on that sensitive nodule like it was a little cock.
Cynthia could see Jim flick his eyes up constantly as he worshipped her seeping cunt, looking between the spread legs of the two black men as they straddled her lush curvy body and fucked her face. She knew Jim would find the view, and knowing what they were doing to her, to be incredibly erotic, like something out of the hotwife movies he said he loved to watch. But Cynthia knew that this was no movie; they were living it, right here and now.
She knew Jim could see how eagerly she was sucking, and how slobbery and noisy she was working on those two huge cocks as they pounded deep into her mouth. Her long slender fingers were spread wide open as her hands cupped the firm cheeks of their buttocks, and Jim could see her fingers and arms flexing as she constantly pulled them closer to her, wanting them to fuck her face even harder. Cynthia knew deep down she’d always been a woman with a high sex drive, and now she was getting the cock that she so badly needed.
“I’m almost there, brother. What about you?” Anton said as he glanced over at Clifford, his friend currently stroking his long black cock with one hand as he hefted and squeezed one of Cynthia’s big breasts, his long black fingers sliding lewdly over her spit-covered tit, his fingertips toying with her stiff nipple.
“Any time, my friend. Just give me thirty seconds more in that magical mouth of hers and then we’ll paint her tits.”