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Guy 2's cock swelled in my mouth and warm spurts of cum started filling my mouth. I tried to keep up with the flow, but he was young and randy and fully loaded and cum joined the saliva on my chin. He pulled out and stroked out a few more drops of his sperm which he wiped on my face, before pushing back through my lips to keep himself hard while waiting for Guy 1 to finish. Guy 1 felt close. He was speeding up and breathing hard. Suddenly he slammed deep into me and I felt him release his load, pulsing as he filled me with his sperm.

His spasms ended and I felt a little of his spunk run out of my kitty and down my leg. It seemed he'd been saving up a load as well. As soon as he pulled out, Guy 2 was ready to trade places, pushing into my soggy pussy as soon as his way was clear. Guy 1 took a little more time before entering my mouth. I tasted myself on him when he thrust in through my lips. He was starting to shrink when he went in, but the process quickly reversed itself as he felt my tongue cleaning his prick.

Guy 2 was like a rabbit behind me, pumping away fast. I especially didn't want to cum while he was fucking me, given he'd wiped his cock all over my face. Once again, they found a rhythm, Guy 2 slamming into me and pushing my mouth over Guy 1's prick, pushing him farther down my throat then I wanted. I was gagging a little, but Guy 2 was pumping so fast, it didn't last long before I was bouncing back off his cock and able to get another breath. I could feel Guy 1 going a little deeper into my throat with each thrust. I tried to relax as much as possible, still trying to avoid an orgasm, and hoping to ease the strain on my throat.

You're being forced, these guys are assholes, don't cum, open your throat, don't gag; the mantra going through my mind as they pumped my body from both ends. Apparently Guy 2 wasn't satisfied simply to use my body like a sex toy. He wanted to make me cum while he fucked me. He reached around underneath me and started rubbing my clit. Shit, he was making my determination not to climax that much harder. I was straining as hard as I could, every fiber of my being fighting the approaching climax. I was losing. So close, please don't let me cum, God. Don't let me give the fuckers the satisfaction. God didn't hear my prayer. I screamed around the cock in my mouth and had a monster orgasm, moaning like a banshee as I spasmed. Guy 1 took advantage, grabbing my head and jamming his cock down my throat as he coated my tonsils with his cum. I couldn't breathe and felt myself going black, not enough air after the rough fucking and losing my air with my scream.

The cock suddenly left my throat and I sucked in air as I heard Kathy say, "Don't make me use this, you shit. She couldn't breathe." She was standing by my shoulder with something in her hand. Whatever it was, it was making Guy 1 back up. Guy 2 was still pumping my pussy but reaching his tipping point. He ignored the drama going in front of him to empty his sack for the second time, deep in my sheath.

Kathy was saying, "Look boys; this is a friendly bet between friends. Nobody needs to get hurt, especially my friend. I have a taser here and I won't hesitate to use it if you boys don't treat my friend a little better. Let's set a few ground rules, okay. She's perfectly willing to suck and fuck as much as you can get it up, for ninety minutes, the length of our bet, but she needs to breathe. Plus, this isn't a spitroast deluxe, so no ass fucking. Those are the only rules." She looked at both of them. "Now, I'm sure we're all a little dry, so why don't we have a little more champagne before she works to get your cocks hard."

Guy 2 was proud to have made me orgasm. He was strutting around like a rooster, though his cock wasn't hard again yet. He poured the champagne this time. Kathy was sitting next to me on the couch with her arm around my shoulders. I wondered about the cum leaking from my pussy and what it was doing to the vinyl couch. I also wondered how much cum had been spilled on it during its short existence. I received my champagne and downed it fast and gave him my flute for another glass. I hadn't tasted much of Guy 1's sperm except what was on his cock when he started in my mouth. He was far down my mouth when he spent the second time. The champagne helped with the lingering taste of cum.

As soon as everyone finished drinking, Kathy left me alone and the guys surrounded me, both cocks somewhat limp but still with signs of life. I took each one in a hand and began stroking while shifting my mouth from one to the other. Guy 1 reached his full erection first and he bent me over the arm of the couch with my head in Guy 2's lap so I could continue to work on his erection. He filled my pussy in a single thrust, forcing some of their previous cum out of my sheath to run down my legs.

"Christ, she's still tight after being fucked twice," Guy 1 said.

Guy 2 was playing with my breast, squeezing and massaging them none too gently. He also tugged and pulled and twisted my nipples. It hurt, but I felt I deserved the pain. He'd made me cum despite my desire not to, further betraying my husband. He was getting harder and I could start bobbing up and down on his mast. With my hands free, I was also able to massage his balls.

"You're a real whore, aren't you. I've never met another bitch who'd do this on a fucking bet," Guy 2 said. I was starting to hate him more and more. Everything he was doing pissing me off. I thought Guy 1 was an asshole, but this guy was a professional. "What a fucking slut."

I made the fingers on the hand working his balls a little tighter.

"Ouch! Watch it bitch." He tugged on my hair and pinched a nipple harder. I groaned. Okay, don't do that again.

"That's better."

Guy 1, not wanting to be the one who couldn't get me off, was rubbing my clit like Guy 2 had, trying to make me orgasm and it was working. I was already worked up from my previous climax and this one would be easier. I could feel it building inside me, the end inevitable. Both of them had cum twice already and would last longer this time. I cried out, cumming on Guy 1's cock. He didn't relent on his assault on my clit and he made my orgasm last far longer this time, satisfying his competitive spirit. I was panting like a bitch in heat, shivering on his shaft.

Guy 2 was working my head up and down his cock, since my climax was interfering with the attention I was paying to his prick. He was pushing me deeper than I could usually go, but it didn't seem to be bothering me as much as it normally did. He was moving my head faster and I expected him to explode down my throat shortly. I climaxed again, even harder, and Guy 1 climaxed with me, adding another load of cum to my pussy. I was still quivering on his cock when Guy 2 pulled me off his cock by my hair and released his load all over my face. As I felt the hot liquid splash all over my face, I knew why my girlfriends said swallowing was preferable to the alternatives. I felt dirty and used. I could feel the sticky stuff clinging to my face.

I looked over at Kathy, wondering what she was thinking as she watched me get fucked and used like this. She was sitting on a chair with her dress pulled up and her panties pushed aside so she could shove three fingers up her pussy. I think she'd cum at the same time as we did.