Cab Driver

Soon my ass convulses, and my cock twitches, and I cry out in orgasmic delight. My balls heave and empty themselves down the cabbies throat. Although my second load is somewhat diminished, it is to the cabbies credit that I feel him swallowing every insistent spurt, each made stronger my the cop massaging my prostate.

All too soon the feelings subside, and I find myself standing between the two men. Four hands are exploring my body, and soon I am exploring theirs. I get to my knees between the cop and the cabbie, and first unfasten the cops belt. As it drops to the ground I run my hand up his leg and feel the hot bulge of his manhood. Soon I have his zip open, and his erection is free. I lick my lips to moisten them, and take his swollen prick into my mouth. Lost in the pleasure of sucking cock, I soon realise the cabbie has his cock out too. I feel like a kid in a candy store: I don't know where to turn. I reach up with my free hand and begin to masturbate the cabbie while I blow the cop, loving the feel of the hot, hard flesh in my trembling hand. When I have the cop good and slick, I let his cock slip from my mouth and turn to the cabbie's organ, wrapping my lips around it. Now I am masturbating the cop, my fist sliding easily over his saliva lubricated erection as I blow the cabbie. I am literaly delirious with the pleasure of having not one but two cocks to service, both swollen with desire for my slutty body.
Time passes. I lose track, lost with the sensations of sucking one while jerking the other, then swapping. I have both men hovering on the brink. The cop has grabbed me by the head and is moaning as he fucks my face. My own moans of pleasure are muffled by his engorged penis sliding in and out of my mouth. My hand is a blur on the cabbies cock, wanking him madly as my head bobs on the cop's dick. I can sense they are both about to come, and pull back to wait for the prize with my face upturned. They both take their own cocks in hand and are jerking themselves off, crowding around me, jostling for position, but it is the cabbie that comes first. His first spurt catches me across my right cheek, his second splashing over my forehead into my hair. I open my mouth and hang my tongue out like a begging whore, and his next shot fills my mouth with its' warm saltiness.