Puss in Boots

This is the 6^th story in the sexual prowess of Ash, a cute blonde 32 year old married mother and detective. In order, the previous stories were; A Round of Milk for Everyone, A Round of Milk for Everyone CH 2, Undercover Slut, Elderly Ecstasy, and Busting Ash’s Bubble….Butt. Please enjoy and vote if you like them.

Ash continued to work cases as a detective in the Orlando area with her partner Erin. One day while Ash was checking her messages, she had received another one from Marvin, one of the old men who gangbanged her at the Golden Years assisted living home. He had called and left messages at HQ for several weeks but she was unsure about even responding. The last one was forwarded to her cell phone so she played it for Erin.

“Listen, this guy won’t leave me alone,” Ash explained to Erin as she played the message on speaker phone…How is my little slut doing? I miss her and those sexy feet. If you are not going to come back to the Golden Years then stop by the VFW on Saturday nights where my friends and I hang out and play cards. Hope to see you sometime gorgeous.

“Sexy feet? Is he one of those foot pervs? Are you going to get a restraining order?” Erin asked, showing concern.

Ash laughed, “No. The dude is 80 years old I think. He is harmless but I will just stay away from him and not respond.”

As the week continued, Ash began to think more about that experience at the Golden Years. She might have been drugged but she did enjoy the attention and sex. Even though much of it seemed like a dream, she hated it but she also loved it. It was so difficult to describe her feelings concerning that incident. Each day was a rollercoaster of emotions. One minute she was angry about what happened then the next she would masturbate thinking about all those old cocks slamming into her.

That Friday, Ash received a package sitting by the front door. Her husband Charles asked, “Hun…what did you order now?”

“Nothing that I can think of,” she responded as she tore open the box and lifted the contents. It was a pair of pointed Jimmy Choo, knee-high, brown, leather boots with a four inch heel that zipped up the side. As she held them up, she marveled, “Wow! Do you know how much these cost? Over a thousand dollars! Why were they sent to me? Oh wait…here is a note,” You would look sexy in these my hot detective. I want to taste your feet again and you know I could never forget the size. See you at the VFW. Ash was floored and her pussy creamed inside her panties without warning and against her wishes

Charles chuckled, “Those old men love you. I think you should dress up, go up there and see what happens.”

Once again Ash was torn but curious. After discussing it all evening with her husband, she decided that she would show up and tease the men, have a drink, then head home. She was not going to have any sex, just a flirtatious evening. Using that attention from them as an aphrodisiac, she planned to then come home and have amazing sex with Charles.

The next night she pumped her breasts before getting ready so that her husband could give her young son a bottle before bed. While putting on her makeup and fixing her hair, she giggled to Charles, “I just might give these old geezers a heart attack.” She air-kissed her reflection in the mirror and flipped her long blonde hair while walking away.

Ash was dressed in tight jeans that fit snugly around her pumpkin shaped bubble ass with her boots zipped up over the pant legs. She wore a button down shirt with a collar much like Erin’s, the day she had to wear it going into the Golden Years, only this one fit her. Underneath all of her clothing was a matching silk beige bra and thong set. Her monster tits looked like they were ready to explode out of her shirt.

Charles laughed, “Those old men not only will have a heart attack, they will have one with hard-ons.”

Ash giggled again, “Heehee…let’s see if I can be all the Viagra they need!”

Charles was acting as her designated driver just in case she drank a few, so with the kids secured in the back seat, he dropped her off at the VFW. With her expensive high heel boots clicking on the pavement, she walked into the dingy, poorly lit bar to a haze of cigar smoke and the combination stench of body odor and mildew. There was gum stuck to the floor in places and even a wall that was cracked and needed refinished from leaky water damage which explained the musty aroma.

She just about turned around and left when she heard Marvin yell, “Hey…Glad you made it. Come here and see me, my little tart. Let me introduce you to the guys.”

Ash turned back towards the men and approached Marvin. There were at least 16 of them playing Texas Hold’em at three separate tables. As she walked, Lester, a 68 year old plumber with rotten teeth reached out and slapped her ass to the cheering of the men at his table, “Yup…tight as they come. Marvin ain’t lyin.”

“I love a white girl, hoe, with a black sista’s ass!” Blurted Willie, a 63 year old black man with grey hair and a salt and pepper beard.

That is when Ash knew he had told everyone at the bar what had happened. The men were excited to see her there and with that knowledge, she felt like a piece of meat in a river full of piranhas. The side conversations had stopped and all eyes were on the blonde detective just out for the night, looking hot in her boots and tight clothing.

A loud cat call whistle came from Larry, the 71 year old electrician, before asking, “So Marvin…was this the piece of ass you were referring to? If so, I think she is way out of your league and out of your generation.”

Everyone laughed as they continued to puff on their cigars. More corny over-used pickup lines were made by different men, “Come over here honey, sit on my lap and let’s talk about the first thing that pops up,” Those fucking tits need to be motor boated and I’m your captain,” “This must be what heaven is like because an angel just walked in.”

“I see you wore the boots I bought you. I would love to see what’s inside them again honey,” Marvin said to Ash as he winked.

To get everyone riled up, Ash sat sideways on Marvin’s lap and with her arm around his neck for balance, she held her legs up, kicked her boot-covered feet back and forth for everyone to see and teased, “They fit perfectly. Too bad they are covering my fresh pedicure I got this morning. I think burgundy is my color.”

The smell of fresh leather temporarily took the place of the unfriendly odors in her area. Marvin reached out to unzip one of the boots and Ash slapped his hand away, “Oh no you don’t. I’m here to have a drink and win some money.”

“Look at dat bitch and her attitude. I think I’m in love,” laughed Willie.

Every jaw dropped and cocks hardened in their pants. Ash’s sass was so hot that it prompted the men to not only love her looks but her personality too. Larry pulled up a chair for her to join them in playing cards. She got off of Marvin’s lap and patted his crotch, “You better keep that big thing tamed tonight. You aren’t getting any of this honey pot.”

“Oh fuck! She told him!” Lester chuckled.

She sat down, pulled out her money before chips were brought to her by Chris, the thirty year old Scottish member’s grandson who worked there on the weekends to make a little extra money. Once the first hand had passed with Ash folding, the men were impressed she knew how to play poker. That impression soon turned to frustration when she began to win. After leaning over and raking in a big pot with her huge blouse covered tits sliding on the table, she giggled, “You all are too senile to keep up with me. After tonight, I will have enough to take another vacation.”

“If you take that shirt off and show your tits, you can have the rest of mine,” Wendell, the 67 year old bald man offered.

Ash giggled again, “You don’t have enough there to see my tits. These things are real and they are real pricey. It would take all your social security checks!”

Everyone chuckled at her sassy mouth and were just enamored with the 32 year old hottie. Dennis. a 74 year old, overweight, unattractive man said, “Marvin told us you were a delicious little slut when all his building mates fucked you. I think you should not play for money but play for clothes so we can see that tasty little body of yours.”

Ash laughed it off, playfully slapped him and they continued to play but as poker goes, she went on a losing streak and went all in with three aces that were beaten by a full house. With four drinks in her, no money left and semi arousal from all the attention, she decided to do what Dennis had suggested. Since the poker was Texas Hold’em, she wasn’t going to bet her clothes but to cash her clothes in for chips.

“How many chips for certain clothes?” Ash asked.

She decided to cash in her boots, ankle socks, shirt, and jeans for chips nowhere near their worth but she needed to win her money back and keep those boots. In order to not allow her bare feet to touch the disgusting floor, Ash stood on the table like a stripper so that she could remove those items of clothing.

“Yeah! Take it off! Take it off,” the men chanted.

Just tipsy enough to let her inhibitions down but maintain control, Ash began performing a little strip routine while swaying her hips. She felt a little awkward in her dancing but after the chanting, she didn’t care. Slowly undoing each button until her blouse hung open, her bra covered boobs drew a round of applause and whistles. That attention spurred her on and when she took it off, she swung it around like a lasso before heaving the shirt across the room.

It would be hard to gracefully unzip her boots so she stood on the edge of the table and ordered the two closest old men to do it for her, “You two…unzip these for me now!” They were all too happy to comply as she held out one leg at a time. The flappy leather length of the boots hung open loosely and were ready to be removed.

“Take this off of me, Grandpa!” She ordered one of the old men.

Lifting one foot, pointing it, one of the old men pulled off the boot before another man did the same to the other. There was no way she was going to throw the boots and scuff them. She ordered the same two men to put them on the floor softly. Wearing only her bra, jeans and ankle socks, Ash danced a little more while squeezing her massive tits together. She would add a little run and slide in her socks across the table.

Every man in the room was simply smitten. Cocks that hadn’t been hard in years could have been used as a coat rack. She made the same two men remove her socks and then she struggled but finally took off her tight jeans. Standing back up on the table, she could feel every eye on her. Now only wearing her bra and panties, all the men were babbling to themselves in horniness. Ash looked insanely hot and when she turned around on the table, the thong wedgie showed her bare ass which just about made some of the men collapse and call out.

“Are you serious? That should be fucking illegal to look that good!”

“God damn! Somebody get me my oxygen tank because this whore has taken my breath.”

Ash bent over and her thick bubble ass pulled her thong wedgie so tight it looked like dental floss even across her slit. From the back, her pussy lips were on display and Lester actually spit his drink in excitement, “I’m going to fuck the shit out of her!”

Ash continued dancing around, teasing the old men with her body language and her feet. She would point her burgundy painted toes at someone before she would turn around and face the opposite direction, giving everyone equal attention. Marvin had a mug of draft beer sitting next to him and Ash seductively dipped her first two toes into his drink and shoved them into his mouth.

“This is the proper way to drink beer! Suck it off my toes you old fucker! That’s it, drink it all up…good boy,” she teased. She looked so sexy with her foot shoved in Marvin’s mouth. He was sucking the beer and his tongue slithered between the two toes just like he was ordered. He was moaning like he was eating his favorite meal, “Mmmmm…mmmm…mmmmmm.”

She yanked her foot out of his mouth and giggled like nothing happened, “You old bastards need to put your dicks back in your pants. You aren’t getting any of this tonight. I’m just like this to win my money back.” She jostled her bra-covered tits as a tease and stood on the edge of the table with all ten toes pointing downward over the edge like a diver on the edge of a diving board.

She carefully stepped down to her chair and sat down. Not allowing her feet to touch the nasty floor, she kept her heels locked into the cross spindles at the bottom of the chair. The card games continued and Ash would win one then lose three on average even though the men were more focused on her and not the poker game just as she planned.

Her chips were dwindling and she didn’t want to lose those expensive boots so she had an idea to expedite the process. Sitting back and propping her bare feet up on the table like she was an executive in her office sitting at her desk became her tease of choice. Her painted toes glimmered under the dim light and she cocked her head back allowing her long blonde hair to dangle behind the chair back like she had just emerged from the water at the local pool. She knew exactly what she was doing to keep the men stirred up.

Spitting her sass, Ash dared, “None of you are touching this honey pot but I might let you poor old fogies have these feet because that is all you are worth. You all probably can’t handle them either but for some of your chips, you might be able to worship them properly. Look Marvin…here they are again,” referring to when he had them while at the Golden Years assisted living home. She fanned her toes out then continued, “You ran your mouth to all your buddies here about what happened so I think it would be fitting that you show all your buddies what you like to do with my cute feet.”

Everyone waited to see what Marvin was going to do. Now given enough time, he popped his dentures out of his mouth and leaned over the table to put her cute toes back in his mouth but she quickly reminded him, “Not without those chips!”

He slid half his chips over then wrapped his gums around her tanned upper side toes. Holding onto her ankles, he was sucking each one individually before putting them all into his mouth at the same time. Dennis slid all of his chips over to Ash, unzipped his trousers and pulled out his stiff 7 inch hairy cock with a strange looking mushroom head. Standing next to the table, he began wiping his precum on the foot Marvin wasn’t sucking. The clear fluid was creating a gooey wetness.

“You have the sexiest damn feet I have ever seen. I need both of them to fuck and since Marvin is inhaling one of them, why don’t you let me fuck your tight little pussy instead,” suggested the horny old man.

Ash looked at him seductively and replied while maintaining control, “I don’t think so. You will have to earn this honey pot or it’s closed for business. You have my feet right there…just jerk off on them you pathetic old man.”

Dennis was beating his meat so fast that his cock head was turning blue and his face red. He bent over and kissed the top of her foot and then yelled, “Hurry put them down here! Oh fuck I’m gonna cum! Hurry bitch!”

Ash pulled her foot out of Marvin’s mouth and swung her round ass in the chair like a top until both feet were side by side and pointing at Dennis’s flailing hand. He grunted and shot a wad of cum onto Ash’s shin until he was able to aim his spurting cock properly. He shot thick yogurt-like cum all over the top of both feet while his grunts coincided with his strokes. With a forehead soaked in sweat, he stopped pumping and flung the small speck from his thumb to her toes which looked like snow on a burgundy tin roof.

Ash stayed very calm and asked, “Do you feel better now? You made a mess and someone will have to clean it up.”

Willie challenged Ash, “I got a game for ya. You get one card and I get one and if ya win, I’ll give ya a hundred dollars to keep playin but if I win, ya have to clean up that disgusting mess with your mouth so we can watch.”

Ash was soaked inside her panties. Just the sexual teasing and tension was gripping her emotions. When she agreed, Leon flipped over a Jack for her and then when he turned over a King for himself, everyone whooped and cheered.

“Now, let’s see this slut give us a real show!” Bob blurted out.

Ash regretted making the deal but she wanted to be able to keep playing, not lose the boots and even win back the money she lost. She had lost the battle but she knew she would win the war. Bending her leg outward, she lifted her foot to her own mouth but stopped, almost able to not go through with it.

Wendell said, “A deal is a deal…now get to cleaning it up you little cum slut.”

She closed her eyes and began slurping the slime off her own foot. Chris was moaning because he loved the sight so much. It was chewy and disgusting at first but she continued. It began to taste better so she decided to show off and tease the old men further. She stopped slurping, opened her mouth and swirled the cum glob on her tongue to show off with the sexiest smile any of the men had ever seen.

She slurped then moaned, “Mmmmm. That is so good!”

“What the fuck? Look at that. She is such a hot fucking whore. She is even showing us that cum before she swallows it down,” Wendell blurted in amazement.

Chris was frozen and his erection was just about to bust out of his zipper. He was a foot lover and at 30, was the only man even close to Ash’s age. He wasted no time and handed Ash two crisp one hundred dollar bills before he took off his pants to show his 7 inch uncut dong that was so hard, it twitched as it throbbed. He loved how the soles on Ash’s feet were smooth and pinkish. When she would flex her feet, the natural ripples in the skin almost made him explode.

After receiving the money, she put her feet back up on the table side by side. Using her toes like fingers, she flexed them at Chris like she was waving and spoke in a voice as though her feet were talking, “Hi there. Would you like to fuck me with that hard dick you have there?”

With his pants bunched over his shoes, Chris shuffled to where he was facing Ash then grabbed her ankles, holding them in place, level with his cock. Positioning her knees outward, he pressed the bottoms of her feet together, forming a playing card spade shaped hole with her arches. He spit on his cock then slid it between the soft skin, releasing a loud gulp from the sensation of her soft soles gripping his shaft.

“Fuck my cute feet if you even know how. I bet you fuck worse than all these old men combined. At least they have an excuse,” Ash dared the young Scottish man.

He snapped back in his accent, “We’ll see about that! Hold still!”

His hips were thrusting and his spit was hardly enough lube so he pressed the flesh of her soles even tighter around his dong and used it to slide the foreskin back and forth as he pumped.

One of the old men commented, “I remember those days when I could fuck that hard. Look at him go!”

“I’m gonna cover this cum slut!” Chris announced just as his fucking slowed down then one big thrust before a shot of sperm flew from the head and landed in Ash’s cleavage. “Unng! Unng! Unng! Take that you fucking slut!” Shot after shot continued to pelt Ash’s bra covered tits until the spurts weakened and splattered on her stomach and eventually all over her legs and feet. He coughed in pleasure, shook, then wiped the last bit on her soles.

“Damn that was good! You have the softest soles I have ever fucked! That was worth every penny,” Chris proclaimed to everyone while pulling up his pants.

Ash was speckled in cum all over her front and knowing she had coaxed two hundred dollars out of the man gave her the idea to just dare the men to fuck her and take all their money. Why risk it on gambling when there is no guarantees she would even win?

She enticed, “Everyone throw in twenty dollars’ worth of their chips and I will take my bra off. Anyone want to see these big jugs of mine? They are full of milk!”

“Fuck yeah! That’s what I’m talkin about,” yelled Willie.

Every man there, put his money in Ash’s pile ready for her to reveal her tits. Playing hard to get, Ash appeared to have changed her mind, “I better not. All you grandpa’s will blow your load in your pants like a bunch of teenagers.”

The crowd erupted in a cascade of boos. Ash then leaned forward, resting her huge beige bra-covered, milk-filled jugs on the table. Finally after enough suspense, she reached behind her back and unhooked her bra. Once it fell, her massive fleshy tits spilled out onto the table pinning it to the surface. With what resembled two flesh covered water balloons sitting in front of Ash, she shimmied her shoulders causing them to flow back and forth like she was trying to wipe the table. A large pearl of sweet milk emerged from her left nipple.

Marvin yelled in excitement, “See I told you! Those things are full!”

Putting her knees in the chair, Ash stood up again making her large tits slide on the table causing them to toss the bra on the floor. Now standing in only her thong and jewelry, the men were just about ready to pounce. Stepping back up on the table, she laughed, “You old limp dicks can now see these boobs but there will be no touching unless you are willing to part with more cash.”

“You will think limp dick when you feel it hammering your hole!” Larry retorted. “We might be old, but we ain’t dead.”

She continued, “Where are my boots? I don’t want them to disappear and I don’t want my feet to touch that disgusting floor.”

Wendell handed them to Ash and she stood on one foot as she put them back on. Once they were both on and zipped up, she looked very hot with the brown leather gripping her tanned legs just under her knees. She clip-clopped the boot high heels on the table and slung her hair with each turn. Moving to one side then another she waved her hands at the old men like…you want some of this but you can’t have it.

Larry was so horny that he blurted out, “That’s it…I’m fucking that tight little twat of yours.”

“Even if I did let you fuck me, I bet there is not a single one of you that could make me cum. If you give me all of your chips then maybe you could find out. I would even let you cum in me if you could give me an orgasm. I’m not on the pill and I would still make that bet because that is how sure I am that none of you are up to the task,” Ash boasted.

That did it! Several of the men stood up and grabbed Ash by her legs and lifted her down with the leather squeaking with every movement. They had enough and wanted a piece of Ash’s pussy and even though Ash was resisting, she was so turned on that her pussy juices had completely soaked the crotch of her panties.

“What are you geezers doing? Get off unless you cash all the chips in the room and put the cash in my socks!” Ash screamed.

The old men sat Ash on the adjacent table while two more men moved the chairs completely out of the way. Her arms were hooked and held back while her legs remained free. Larry was true to his word as he risked her kicking boots to the nuts just to get a chance at her honey pot as she called it.

Taking out his pocket knife, he lifted the blade, “Hold these damn legs still for me.”

Two more men held her legs apart while Larry cut the thong crotch with the knife before slicing the waistband so that he could get rid of them quickly. Ash’s slit was so gooey with precum that it looked like canned peach nectar had been poured on it. She wanted to resist but also it was so erotic once again to be forced. She knew if she could keep herself from orgasming, she wouldn’t have these old disgusting men cum inside her and take a chance of impregnating her.

The men gasped, and Lester said, “Look how wet this bitch is. She wants it and wants it hard!”

Larry unbuckled his jeans and tugged his pants down, letting his 6 inch dong to pop out like it had a spring on it. While standing and with his big beer belly in the way, he hooked his skinny arms behind Ash’s knees and tilted them back over her head so that her boot-covered feet were up in the air. From the edge of the table, he put his cock in her gooey pussy without much resistance.

“Ahhhhhhhh! That is one tight pussy. Boys, you are gonna love this,” he declared to the crowd.

Marvin smirked, “I told you. She is a little slut who loves to get fucked.”

Ash’s sassy mouth never stopped, “How would you know Marvin? You were too busy staring at my feet.” She then mockingly asked Larry, “Are you in yet? With a pee pee that small, I’m not quite sure.”

“Oh, you are getting it now bitch,” he threatened as he started to pump his fat veiny cock in and out of her wet opening.

He put his head up against the underside of her boot for leverage and fucked Ash hard like he was young again. His thin hair was dancing around like dandelion spores in the wind. She wanted him nowhere near her face but his cock was rubbing her g-spot which was going to be problematic if she was going to restrain her orgasm.

“You can’t make me cum can you? If you can’t, then you better not cum in this honey pot and shoot it somewhere else,” Ash warned Larry.

This made Larry pump his ass even faster with extra jabs on the end of each thrust. Ash was thinking of other things trying to keep from having an orgasm.

One of the men encouraged Larry, “C’mon Larry, you can do it! Make that slut cum all over your dick!”

Others chimed in, “Yeah…do it Larry!” “Don’t let some young whore tell you what you can’t do…show her who’s boss.”

Larry had that glazed look in his eyes and Ash knew he was going to cum. Suddenly, he pulled his cock out of her slushy pussy and jerked it until it spurted his watery spunk all over her pussy lips and clit. As soon as she felt that warmth slap her hooded nub, she just about erupted but was able to hold back. He was grunting until he stopped shooting then slapped his head on her cum covered clit.

“Fuck I needed that!” Larry sighed while trying to catch his breath and using his hand to push down the fly-away strands of grey hair on his head.

Willie, the large black man with huge arms and a soft body, pushed his way into being next and ordered, “I want her on her knees. Turn the bitch over.”

Ash knew doggy style sex would probably make her orgasm so she refused, “I’m not turning over. This table hurts my knees and….”

“Somebody shut her up. Hurry and get a dick in dat mouth,” Willie commanded.

Lester pulled his hard cock out of his zipper in no time and climbed up on the table while the men did flip her over on all fours. Kneeling in front of Ash who was still being held had no choice but to accept his manhood in her mouth. He slapped her face with it and laughed, “Nothing like bitch-slapping a whore with your cock before she blows it.”

Taking a fist full of Ash’s long blonde hair, Lester forced her down on his tool. She was gagging and spitting. Lester ignored the struggle and with his hand, made her deepthroat his 7 inches. When Willie pulled his pants down, a huge thick cock with a tapered head flopped out. It was shaped like a volcano as the base was the widest part. It wasn’t a full erection yet but when hard, it stood a proud 9 1/2 inches long and as thick as a cop’s baton.

Instead of immediately shoving his cock into her pussy from behind, he buried his face into her ass. Her legs quivered while Willie swirled his long pink tongue around her tight asshole and in her wet slit. He was licking every inch of her orifices and did not care that her pussy lips were coated with drops of Larry’s jizz. The more he darted that tongue inside, the more Ash twitched. Using his thumbs, he pulled her plump ass cheeks apart and went in for the kill. When his tongue snuck into her striated sphincter and his big calloused masculine fingers polished her clit side to side, her pussy spasmed hard in a strong orgasm. Almost biting Lester’s wrinkled cock, she could only give a low muffled grunt with her mouth full.

Ash was so pissed at herself but she couldn’t help it. Her orgasm ripped through her entire body while the horde of men cheered at Willie’s accomplishment. Willie slapped her ass as if to ask, “Who’s your daddy now?”

“Fuck! Willie…you did it! You made that tramp cum without even using your dick. Fuck her cunt with it now!” Lester laughed while Ash continued to swallow his cock.

When Willie stood up, his black snake was at full attention. He stuffed it in her pussy from behind hurting Ash for a moment until she felt his sagging balls rest up against her pussy lips. She couldn’t believe she had taken every inch so quickly but that just validated how wet she was. She also worried that with such a big dick, he would shoot his sperm much deeper than average and increase the likelihood of pregnancy.

“For the first time, this mouthy bitch can’t talk…now fill her up like a twinkie!” Wendell ordered.

Willie chuckled in his deep voice as be began fucking Ash, “Don’t ya worry about dat. This pussy is mine and I’m gonna claim it here in just a minute.”

The girth and the length of that spongy black dick was touching her vaginal walls evenly all the way around. It was stretching her out and no matter how hard she tried to keep from orgasming again, it was futile. Willie was going to shoot his sperm inside her and then there was no turning back. His hanging balls were swinging so much that they would sometimes curl up and slap her clit when he slammed his dick in.

She wanted to tell him to stop but Lester held her head on his dick. She could only gag and suck. For a big man, Willie was pumping quickly. Ash was building into another orgasm. Damn Willie! This old black man’s dick felt like heaven and she knew there was no way to stop what was inevitable.

Willie was huffing and puffing when he warned, “I’m gonna bust a nut in this pussy.”

As soon as those words escaped his lips, he slowed his thrusting and grunted like a bear, “Grrrrrruuunnnnngggggggg! You feel it, slut? Unnnggggg! Fuck!”

She could definitely feel his pent up load pressure wash her cervix. He was cumming so hard that it felt like someone was flicking it with their finger and thumb. Ash was impressed that a man in his 60s could produce that much semen. This sent Ash into a powerful orgasm. She no longer cared that Lester’s dick was making her eyes water or that she might be getting inseminated with an old man baby, all she knew was that Willie cumming inside her felt incredible.

When Willie pulled his bulky black dick out of her pussy, it flopped on the table, covered in Ash’s white goo. It left Ash’s pussy gaped in the shape of a heart and would not close immediately. Her lips were gooey and swollen with cum already oozing out. Quite simply, it was a mess and the men were just getting started.

“I think that slut has fluffed you long enough Lester. Get in there!” Marvin orchestrated.

He pulled his saliva-covered cock out of Ash’s mouth and quickly replaced Willie. His pale cock almost fell into Ash’s stretched vagina. The look on his face was comical once that warmth gripped his erection.

Ash taunted, “Willie put you to shame. There is no way a pathetic cock like that will make me cum again. These orgasms are all dried up for you old bastards.”

Lester was pumping so hard that he was leaving handprints on her hips from the tight grip. The men were cheering and egging him on.

“You go Lester! I never knew you had it in ya. Make that bitch cum!”

Ash was building up again and wasn’t sure if she could hold back. She put her head down on the table and tried to avert her attention to something unappealing like how rotten Lester’s teeth were and she wouldn’t kiss him if he was the last man on earth. He was fucking Ash’s pussy so hard, their bodies were slapping together and the table was squeaking as it rocked. At one point, it sounded like it might collapse. Ash’s milk-filled tits were jarring so fast, they looked like huge swaying lights on a string in the blowing wind.

“I’m cummin! Ohhhhhhhhhh fuck! Ohhhhhhhhhh! Unnnnggggggggggg!” Lester shouted as he added his load to Willie’s creampie.

Whipping her head around, Ash snapped, “You just came in me without making me cum! That was not the deal so guess what? Not only are you giving me all your chips, you are giving me an extra hundred.”

The almost 70 year old was breathing so hard, he was worried he might have a sex induced heart attack. He pulled his cock out of Ash’s stretched, well-used pussy.

“That is one messed up cunt right there. Who’s next?” Asked one of the old men who hadn’t yet spoken.

Marvin told the scrawny Wendell to jump in there. Ash was still being held down and every time she would squirm, they would grip tighter. Wendell took his pants completely off and was wearing those old ugly short white underwear and black socks pulled up past his calves. Once he pulled them down, he stroked his 8 inch cock and slipped it in Ash’s gooey pussy. He pumped it for a few minutes and then asked to have her turned back over to her back.

The men flipped Ash over once again and Wendell held onto her boot heels with her legs in the air while he fucked her. His hairy nuts were tickling her ass when he would mash himself deep inside her. She gasped and when she thrashed her head to the side, she noticed that Mickey was handing her phone to her because it was buzzing inside her purse.

“She doesn’t need that damn phone right now you dumbass….I think she is busy,” Chris said, shaking his head at Mickey.

Ash took the phone from Mickey and saw the caller ID was her husband. She answered it but struggled to speak with a cock pounding her pussy. Her voice quivered and grunted trying to suppress her moaning, “Hey…ung….honey. Is everything….ung….ok?”

On the phone, Charles was calmly asking, “Is everything ok with you? I hadn’t heard from you in a while. Do you need me to come and get you yet?”

The crowd quieted down so Ash could hear the conversation but Wendell kept fucking her. Both of them were nearing orgasm but Ash tried to maintain control enough to speak on the phone, “I’m…ung….good. Babe…ung….I’m gonna have…ung…to go. I’m….ung….in the….ung…middle of….ung….getting pounded….ung…by these old….ung….bastards. This one fucking….ung….me now can’t make….ung…me cum. He is….Ohhhhhhhhhhh god! I’m cummming! I gotta go!”

Ash dropped her phone when her orgasm hit her like a ton of bricks. Shaking uncontrollably, she pressed her teeth into her lower lip.

“Way to go, Wendell! You did it…now mark your territory inside that cunt,” advised one of the old men.

Wendell was able to get up on the table and laid on top of Ash. His gray hairy chest was pressing down on her big tits but Ash wanted no part of him kissing her and was worried it might happen. Even though Wendell was in his late sixties, he could fuck like he was 25. He put his hands on the table on both sides of Ash’s head, raised his body in a planking position and hammered her pussy like he was working out for the Olympics.

Two of the men were holding her boot covered feet up and pulling them back. From the back, they could see Wendell’s white wrinkled ass contracting up and down and his hairy balls beating up her goo covered asshole from where all the cum had leaked out of her pussy.

Marvin laughed, “She is so loose now that Marvin can’t feel enough of it to blow his load in her.”

The men laughed with Marvin and finally Wendell let loose a monster orgasm that he had taken so long to release. He lifted his head and clenched his jaw like he was in pain while he added his cum in Ash’s well stretched cunt. Halfway through his orgasm, he collapsed on top of Ash and she reached around his hips and held onto his ass, pulling him as deep as he would go.

“Finally! Look at Wendell…he is still cumming. His wife must have stopped putting out years ago,” joked Larry.

Marvin took a puff of his cigar then chuckled, “No worries…with a hottie cum dump like this, nobody needs their wives to put out!”

When Wendell rolled off of Ash completely spent, she said, “I bet you limp dicks couldn’t get it up but once a month so how could you use anyone for a cum dump?”

“Marvin, you need to shut your detective slut up. Show her that she will be our cum dump. Make that bitch speak in tongues,” Dennis insisted.

Marvin was the oldest of all the men and to prevent fatigue, he ordered the men as he sat down in a chair, “Bring her here and sit her on my dick.”

He was taking his pants off and his 8 inch cock was about three fourths hard which was good for his age. He was jerking it when two of the men brought the resisting blonde over to him. Keeping her legs spread, they sat her oozing gaped pussy on his old pole like they were inserting a perfect fitting puzzle piece. Straddling Marvin’s lap and completely impaled on his cock, Ash’s tits were just inches from his face. She swung them back and forth and slapped both sides of his cheeks.

“That bitch gonna give ya some black eyes with those angry titties,” chuckled Willie.

She was burying him with her milk filled jugs but Marvin didn’t care. He had a gorgeous, sexy blonde sitting on his dick with her boots wrapped around him and the back of the chair. She refused to bounce even though his dick was feeling great inside her. The men took over and decided to manually make her ride it. While they were lifting and sitting her on Marvin’s veiny dong, he latched onto one of her bouncing nipples.

“Drink that shit! Suck that sweet whore juice out of those titties,” yelled Dennis.

When one of the men would get tired of bouncing Ash on Marvin’s cock, another man would take his place. She wasn’t going to allow them to make her cum especially since they were doing it for him. Marvin lightly bit her nipple and when he opened his mouth, Ash could see the milk flowing to the back of his throat.

The men were cheering and taunting, “Make that cowgirl ride that pony until she cums!”

Ash was in full control until she heard the men say that. For some reason, that stimulated her pussy and it began to twitch. She was so mad at herself but it was out of her hands. Gritting her teeth and scrunching her eyes closed, she couldn’t hold out and let out a huge orgasm squeal, “Eeeeeooooohhhhhhh fuck! Mmmnnnnnggggggffffff.”

“Yeah! She did it! Look at her bust all over Marvin’s lap!” Applause and cheering erupted the same as Ash.

Not only did she cum but she gushed her juices all over his lap in a squirt like she had never experienced. There was so much juice, it looked like she had taken a pee all over him. Her eyes rolled back in her head and her thighs quivered around his hips.

Marvin needed to cum. He ordered the men to move Ash faster, “Harder men! Make her ride this fucker until I blow.”

They were panting and out of breath, “Damn Marv. We are doing the best we can.”

Instead of sucking her nipple, Marvin changed his approach and squeezed her tits together so that he could suck both nipples at the same time. The sensation felt amazing and Ash was on the verge of gushing again.

She shouted, “Damn you all!” As soon as she finished cursing the men, she blasted again. That time, her squirt was more stream-like and splashed all over his age-spotted stomach like someone had poked a hole in the bottom of a gallon jug.