Part 1 can be found here: [[MMMF] Shared around the hot tub](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/l01ocq/mmmf_shared_around_the_hot_tub/)
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Bella woke up to the gentle morning sun warming her cheek.
*MMMMGH UUUGHHHH*
It felt like she had climbed a mountain with how sore her body felt, but in that soreness there was also a feeling of lightness, like her body had been massaged. Every muscle was thoroughly loose and her head was still hazy. She lifted her hands up to her temples to massage them as she tried to remember why she was such a mess.
*I must have drunk too much last night, but why am I so sore? Especially down…Oh shoot.*
The memories came flooding back. First she was on someone’s lap, then their…inside her…then she…on top…then it was someone else’s turn…and they…and she was doing… oh god. It came back as tiny bits and pieces but even those tiny bits were absolutely scandalous. She remembered moaning like a bitch in heat as she rode their cocks. That’s right, not *his* cock, *their* cocks, multiple! She had only ever fucked her husband before but in one night she had fucked three different cocks all in a row as they passed her around like a sex doll. Drunk Bella had even smiled, pumped her hips and begged for more as she rode them again and again.
Her face went red and she hid herself under the blankets in embarrassment. That’s when she remembered to check herself. It appeared she was fully dressed in her pink pajamas. The bed was warm, the blankets were tidy, and she was in a private room. She smelled clean. As she reached down to check between her legs it was also surprisingly tidy, no leftover fluids or anything of the sort. They had spent hours filling her up with their male fluids, pumping her full again and again. Bella’s mind drifted as she remembered those big manly cocks and imagined them twitching and shooting out their thick white spunk Her panties got a little moist before she was able to shake off the thoughts and remember the most important thing.
*Oh god they came inside me so much. I’m gonna get pregnant for sure. I need to get plan B. Oh but I have to go outside. But I need the pill! Damnitttttt*
She flailed her arms a few times in frustration before deciding to get dressed and face the music. The weather was chilly so it wouldn’t be weird for her to pack on a heavy amount of clothing. She was covered head to toe in heavy wool before she nervously turned the knob to her room. The sounds from outside reached her ears; utensils hitting plates, light chatter, the din of the TV in the background. They must be eating breakfast she thought. With light footsteps she made her way down to the hall and rounded the corner in the kitchen. Immediately the sounds died down, leaving only the noise from the TV to fill the silence.
The guys all had different expressions. Oliver, the asshole, had on a smirk that said he was quite pleased with himself; Ian seemed fairly normal; and Hunter had on a bashful expression. She knew they’d show off remembering but tried her best to not bring it up anymore.
“Morning guys…Can one of you take me to town? I need to buy a couple things.”
Ian was the one that responded. “What do you need? We’re pretty stocked up.”
“Oh, um, some…women’s stuff.” The Plan B pill.
Ian’s smile stretched taut as he handed her a bag. “Hunter went this morning and picked up a couple things.”
She looked inside and found the Plan B pill, a douche, some tampons, and some sort of weird vagina cleaning product. While some of the items were unnecessary and it embarrassed her that they thought about it that much; it was very thoughtful of him to have done that for her so she gave him an appreciative smile and rubbed his arm. “Thanks Hunter. You’re the best.” Though she remembered not to be *too* friendly as it may have given him the impression she wanted to do *that* again. Which she definitely did not. Definitely not.
That’s when Oliver burst in. “Hey Bella check it out.” He had a shit eating grin on his face as he spun his cellphone around and showed her a video. A video of her riding him. It was pretty obvious that he wasn’t doing any of the work and she was the one pumping her hips. The audio was even worse. “Ohhh fuck. Fuck. Your cock is so b-biiig. Fuck! Oh God! Haaa Ahhh!”
The other guys looked away in embarrassment and Ian spoke up. “We tried telling him to delete it, but you know how he is….”
She turned to him with a malevolent expression. “Delete it.”
“What if I don’t want to?” He said with his signature cocky jerkish smirk.
Bella looked to the knives at the corner of the kitchen then at him. He got the message. “Whoa hey. Chill. I’m not gonna show anyone. It’s more of a…personal collection.”
She was already getting tired of him. “I don’t care about your PeRsoNaL cOlLeCtIoN. **Delete it**!”
Oliver was in a pinch. He wanted to keep *something* but didn’t want to make her mad. As per usual his mind flew to how to make the situation entertaining. “Alright how about this. Let’s make a little bet. If you win I delete it.” Her ears perked up at the suggestion, but she knew there would be a catch. “And if I lose?”
“If you lose, I get you for the football game.” His eyes slid up and down her body, and despite Bella having on three layers of clothing she felt absolutely naked and her face turned bright red. “I’m not doing that.” She said with an adorably pouty expression.
“Well then I’ll just keep this little memento to myself then.”
The other guys saw that they were at an impasse and Oliver was hardheaded. On the other hand Bella had shown herself to be very…suggestible. So Ian tried to talk to her and promised that he would help her win for sure, just play along with Oliver’s silly little game and they could always negotiate after. After a few minutes Bella relented and gave in. “Fine. What’s the game?”
“Easy.” Oliver picked up a ping pong ball and tossed it to her. “We’ll take turns throwing. First one to get it in the cup wins.” Beer pong. It was Beer pong. Oliver was pretty good at Beer Pong. Conversely Bella had never even heard of beer pong, but before Ian could tell her not to take the bet she said. “Fine!”
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The cups were set up on either side of the table and Oliver made a show of missing his first two throws but Bella still predictably lost. She had forgotten she had the hand eye coordination of a new-born deer.
“Damnit! I don’t care! I’m not doing it! Delete it!” Bella went red in the face at constantly being on the losing end of all their deals and stomped her feet in frustration. Oliver was simply a demon sent to annoy her to death. Oliver was satisfied at toying around with Bella for a while so he was in a generous mood. “Okay fine fine. I’ll delete it, but you still lost Bells. If I’m gonna delete it you at least have to keep up your end of the bargain right?”
Bella was hesitant. On the one hand the video would be deleted. On the other hand she would be his for an unspecified amount of time. How long was a game anyways? She pulled out her phone and did a quick google search. ‘How long is a football game?’ The first result said. “A football game has roughly 11 minutes of play.” She thought about it and swished the idea around for a bit. Eleven minutes huh. Eleven minutes wasn’t a long time. She could stand to do it *once* with him. “Fine, but you delete all the videos, all the pictures, and promise that none of you can take any in the future. If you do I’ll really STAB YOU.” Poor Bella. She didn’t read the second part. “But adding together breaks, commercials, and other times a game can last well over 3 hours.”
“It’s a deal then.” Oliver flipped his phone over and showed her as he deleted all the videos and pictures. Some of them really made her gasp. She was really…*brave* while drunk.
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The game was about to start, Buccaneers Vs Chiefs. The guys were all assembled on the couch. She was a little embarrassed that it would be in front of the others but she had already done it last night and Oliver clearly was not budging. She did promise it would be during the game. “Clothes. Off.” Oliver said with a demanding tone.
*Oh gosh I’ll get you back for this.* She began to gently shrug off her heavy wool clothes, not realizing that her slowness and hesitation just turned them on even more. It was like a naughty little strip dance to get them hard before she’d get fucked, and poor naive Bella didn’t even know. Clothes came off, cleavage came out, and soon Bella’s silky smooth white skin was bared to the men once more. They gulped at the sight. It was dark last night so they didn’t get a very good look but she really was shockingly gorgeous, and that bastard Oliver was about to have his fun with her again.
She tried to hide her breasts and walked towards the couch. He pulled her onto his lap and instantly her lips met his. *Mmgh?! MMM mmnnn.” His tongue found it’s way inside her mouth and his hands cupped her breast and ass. She tried to speak, to tell him to slow down, but Oliver was aggressive and always fond of teasing her. Her hands uselessly pressed against him until they went limp and rested on his large muscular chest. She had never really noticed before but he was pretty…manly. The thought made her legs squirm. *hmm Mmmm* His fingers showed his experience as he found her sensitive spots and touched her just the way she liked. She loved having her ass squeezed, it made her feel womanly, and his fingers were gently pinching and rolling her nipples. She was getting wet.
In the back of her mind though she kept thinking about how he was wasting his time. He only had eleven minutes. Eleven! She felt like the foreplay had already been about 5 minutes by now. Not long by any stretch but it was half of his allotted time. If she could just trick him into continuing like this she could get off scott free! She felt very pleased with herself at her devious plan. Poor naive Bella.
The minutes passed and she could swear it was at least twenty minutes by now. He had kissed her passionately and moved down to her neck, trying to leave little hickeys before she stopped him. She couldn’t let her husband see *those*. His fingers had gone between her legs and had very gently traced her slit up and down, for which she was grateful. She was still sore from before, but now being gently touched like this that soreness was going away, but why was it not over yet? She took a look at the TV and saw it still said “BUC – KC” so it was still the same game. It must have been running late or something.
So she turned her mind back to the pleasure her body was feeling. *ah hmm mmmm* She moaned as she felt one large finger enter her entrance. “Are you alright? Does it hurt?” She was surprised by his concern and shook her head. “N-no. I’m okay.”
“Okay good.” He said with a relieved expression as his finger began to wriggle its way deeper inside. *hnn^ mmm^ ah^* Bella tried to control her voice but couldn’t help but let out soft moans. He had spent so much time warming up her body that the soreness from before barely bothered her. Add on top his deft finger that was gentle yet aggressive and Bella found herself in a pinch as her body involuntarily reacted by squeezing his finger even tighter.
She felt a shock as he seemed to have found his target. One tiny little rough patch of skin on the walls of her vagina that sent tingles up her spine. *Ah nnnn mmm* His finger knew just where to go, and exactly how to touch her. She buried her face in his chest so he wouldn’t see her embarrassed yet pleased expression. Her legs spread wide to give him better access and soon his large thumb found it’s way to her clitoris. “W-wait. Go…slower.” She was going crazy from pleasure and knew she would lose herself if he pushed her now. Surprisingly he agreed even though he was limited on time.
He spent the next fifteen minutes slowly warming up her body with his fingers and by now Bella’s switch had already flipped. She wanted more! Her hips squirmed in tune with his movements and she soon felt pressure building up inside her, but Oliver had a sense for it and just as she was getting close he cruelly removed his fingers. She looked up at him with wet eyes as if to say “What? Why did you stop?” The haze was already covering her eyes with lust.
Oliver unzipped his pants and pulled out his thick meat stick to remind her why she was there. That’s right. This wasn’t supposed to be about her pleasure. It was his. Bella snapped back to reality for just a second and checked the game on the TV. It still said “BUC – KC”. The game was still on. She was his. She looked back to his impressive member and couldn’t help herself from blushing like a school maiden. She had seen it last night but no matter how many times she saw it it was simply…impressive. How could he be so big? Memories came flooding back of how much pleasure she had felt as this same cock had filled her over and over and over again.
“Y-yea…” She swung her leg over to the other side of his waist and placed the large flared tip against her entrance. She looked down and was horrified to think that such a huge thing would be ravaging her, but then she remembered that she had taken him last night and felt a little more at ease.
She slowly let her legs relax and lowered her body onto him, using her body weight as the force pushing him inside her. *Just the tip, nice and slow Bella. Nice and suh-l-o-o-owwwwwwwwwww* Bella’s mind went white as she tried to take in Oliver. The tip of his had stretched her wider than she knew she could go, and she still hadn’t even taken the full tip yet! She kept going down until she reached a point she knew she absolutely could not go any further. How had she done it last night? Her body froze and she panted with the effort. “Why is your cock so…fucking…big…*haa haa*”
This wasn’t the first time Oliver had a woman struggle to take his cock, but if last night was any indicator Bella could definitely take him. She just needed a little *push*. So that’s exactly what he did. His hand went to her waist and in one smooth motion pushed her hips down, just past the flare of his tip. *SHRLP*. Bella’s pussy made an audible wet sound as it went past the flare and quickly squeezed onto his shaft. “FUCK!” It was barely half an inch of movement but Bella was already on the verge of cumming all over Oliver’s cock. Her lips greedily squirmed against his shaft and her juices leaked coating him with her essence.
“D-don’t move yet. I just need…*haa*…to catch…*haa*…my breath. *gulp*” She thought the Oliver today was more accommodating but a tiger never changes its stripes.
“Nah” was all he said as he pushed her hips down, further and further onto his cock, impaling her petite body onto his thick fleshy rod.
*Oh god! Oh god! Oh god! Oh god! Oh god! Oh god! Oh god!*
She squealed and cried out, unable to form the words as he entered her. She was cumming uncontrollably and her juices continued to shoot out, coating his shaft in even more of her essence making the way down slightly easier even as her walls tightened around him. Her groin would eventually press against his as she took him all the way to the base. It felt like his cock was fucking her right in her brain as the sensations overwhelmed her mind. She could feel his cock in jarring detail. Every vein, every follicle, every tautly stretched tissue of skin, every wrinkle and every fold was being imprinted into her mind.
“You fucking asshole!” She said in a pouty high pitched voice. “I told you to take it slow!” Tears began to fall but they weren’t tears of anger or sadness. They were tears of overwhelming pleasure. She hugged him around the neck and placed her head over his shoulder so he couldn’t see her sloppy expression of lust.
“Alright, alright. We’ll take it slow!” His hands began to pull her hips up, slowly pulling his cock out of her pussy. Along the way the flared base of his cock dragged along the walls of her pussy stimulating every fold inside her. Her lips were clinging to him so aggressively that her pussy even slightly stretched out as his cock came out. The tip teased her entrance and threatened to pop out just before he pushed her down again, letting that thick spear of his fill her insides with him once more.
Everytime he thrusted inside her, her juices would leak out aggressively as if his cock was wringing her pussy dry. It felt as though she was a tiny boat in a storm of pleasure. Her arms desperately held onto him for dear life as he controlled her hips to ride him up and down and she couldn’t help but let out howls of pleasure. “S-Slower!” She begged, but he simply couldn’t go any slower than this. Any more would take him hours to cum. He was getting bored of this demanding yet dull Bella.
He threw away any semblance of accommodating her and let his body take charge. In an instant the intensity went from ten to at least 90. He controlled her hips to roughly ride him even as he fervently thrusted up into her, matching their paces so Bella’s entire body weight would slam onto his cock.
“OH! F-F-HUU HA”
Bella’s mouth opened uselessly as she tried to say something, anything, but his cock had shoved all the way up into her diaphragm, knocked the air out of her leaving her breathless. But Oliver didn’t stop and continued slamming into her again and again and again and again. “O-oh^” Her mind turned white and her body went limp in his embrace as she forgot how to even think. The only thing that took up her entire brain was the image of his cock, roughly slamming it’s way inside her pussy, distending her walls and moulding them into his shape. Gradually her hips began to move and she slammed back into him with equal force. Bella had thoroughly lost herself to pleasure and now only sought more. No more holding back, no more going slow. She wanted *more*. Harder. Faster. Stronger. Deeper. **MORE**!
“FUCK! SHIT! COCK! FUCKING! FUCK! HARDER! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCKING FUCK THAT PUSSY. GIVE ME THAT FUCKING CUM.”
She spewed out a rain of expletives. Normally Bella would try to mind her language and be ladylike even during sex, but right now the only thing she wanted was to be the dirtiest filthiest thing imaginable as she let loose all those taboo things she always held back. Soon enough even Oliver had to hold back as Bella was fucking him far too roughly. “MOVE THAT FUCKING COCK ASSHOLE!” She slapped him in the face when he slowed down and even Oliver was afraid and did as he was told.
“YOU’RE GONNA FUCK THIS TIGHT LITTLE PUSSY AND FUCKING CUM INSIDE ME YOU SORRY PIECE OF SHIT.” She fucked him so hard it was as if she wanted to break the couch and soon enough she could feel his cock twitching and swelling inside her. “ARE YOU GONNA FUCKING CUM? HUH? YOU WANNA FUCKING CUM? YOU’RE GONNA SHOOT ALL YOUR DIRTY JIZZ IN MY TIGHT LITTLE PUSSY? COME ON! SHOOT IT OUT! CUM! CUM CUM!”
Oliver grabbed Bella by the hips, slammed her down until his balls threatened to go inside her, and held her down as he came deep inside her pussy. Powerful loads of cum began to spurt inside her, warming her until she felt like her stomach was on fire as white hot cum filled her womb.
*SPURT SPURT SPURT SPURT SPURT*
Feeling her womb being violated with the cum of a man other than her husband’s Bella came in tune. Her pussy walls wriggled and tightened as they tried to squeeze every last drop of cum out of his cock. It was possibly one of the most powerful orgasms Bella had ever had. Every wave of pleasure that hit her body slowly warmed her completely and her lust ebbed away with it until she was left an exhausted panting mess.
After a few minutes her mind had finally sobered up some. *There’s no way he can keep going after that.* She thought to herself as she closed her eyes and started drifting. However Oliver had other plans for her. Even as he was left in a similarly exhausted state he signaled to Ian sitting next to him. That’s when she felt her body being jerked to the side.
In her fervor she had totally forgotten there was an audience, and before she knew it she was taken from her reverie and placed in front of another cock that needed servicing. “H-hey. The deal was just for Oliver…” She said nervously as another thick stiff cock was placed against her pussy’s entrance.
Oliver chimed in from the side. “The deal was that I *owned* you. Not that you would only be fucking me. So as your owner I’m loaning you to Ian.” She looked around to the TV and saw the same game was still going on. The TV still said “BUC – KC”. The deal was still in place. She had to obey. Oliver patted Ian on the shoulder and said “Have fun tiger. She’s a wild ride.” before turning to the Television and chatting with Hunter about where the game was.
Almost instantly Bella’s lust came back, just like a receding tide would bring with it a new wave. Whenever a new cock was placed in front of her Bella’s lust would return and she would be instantly refreshed, ready for more. Her body lowered and she easily took in Ian’s length, using Oliver’s cum as lube. The thought made her feel so filthy, so *used*.
She rode Ian intensely, but perhaps not quite as *aggressively* as she did to Oliver. Oliver nursed his cheek from Bella’s little episode earlier as he saw Ian getting a much better deal. She was much more calmed now that she had had an orgasm but she still wanted more. She wanted more of their dirty stinky cum inside her womb. She wanted them to pass her around like their cheap whore as they fucked her any way they wanted.
Ian had been way too turned on watching her and Oliver fuck and soon enough he came inside her as well. Bella felt triumphant. Yesterday she had been under their thumb, but now she was getting used to handling these boys. She pulled out of Ian and instantly the gush of his and Oliver’s cum came shooting out like a fountain into a puddle on the floor.
Her head swiveled and she looked at Hunter with eyes like a predator. Without being asked she made her way over to him like a seductive purring kitten. “Hunter~” She said in a heavy lustful voice as she swung her leg over his waist and rubbed the tip of his cock against her sloppy used pussy. “Do you wanna cum inside me too?” She reached down and spread her pussy lips to give Hunter a better view of the place he would soon be inside. He had been touching himself the entire time watching her fuck the other two men and by now he was ready to explode. The only thing stopping him from cumming was the fact that he knew he would soon have a more comfortable place to deposit his cum.
As soon as Bella slid herself down his pole he grunted in pleasure and let his cum fly loose. He didn’t even last one thrust.
Bella pulled herself off Hunter in a state of euphoria. She had won. She had tamed these wild beasts and fucked them all silly. She felt so satisfied. So Sexy. So *Powerful*. But just when she thought her ordeals were over she turned her head to the side and saw Oliver and Ian sharing little blue pills. Of course she knew what they were. Viagra.
“H-hey! That’s cheating!” Ian passed a pill to Hunter and told him “Come on bro. You’re not gonna finish there are ya?” Hunter blushed in embarrassment at his performance. It really wasn’t even one thrust. Through a mixture of the pills and Hunter’s own desire to prove himself he maintained his erection and sternly pulled Bella onto his lap once more. Bella looked on with regretful eyes that she had pushed them too far. Now they would really fuck her silly.
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I hope there’s a part 3!