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  A Gift for Roxxy

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  Michael Maaze

  Copyright MMaaze 2015

  ©MMaaze, 2015

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  A Gift For Roxxy

  Blindfolded and a breeze blowing through her hair, the young Latina was filled with curiosity about her birthday gift. A year into her relationship, she had no idea what her boyfriend had up his sleeve as they drove into the night.

  Though very experienced with men, she was new at being here, open with her partner about her voracious appetite for pleasures of the flesh.

  A kindred spirit kept her quite and content along the desolate road, only her ears hinting at the location. Gravel road and crickets confessed the quiet country acres flying by. They were somewhere between the many small towns in Texas but where? More importantly why?

  “Where are we going?” was answered with a “shhh” and a firm but loving squeeze of her hand. Daniel was good at comforting her but had a fetish for custom surprises. Fiercely independent, Roxxy didn’t like being at the mercy of anyone, especially a man. She gave him the benefit of the doubt, a risky endeavor, but it kept them driving.

  Eventually the rumbling road growled to a stop.

  “We’re here.”

  Doors open and she’s guided out by hand. Daniel was quite the gentleman to this wild bird. Wanting her in his cage but enjoying her fluttering about. Her wild was his hard.

  They crunched along the sea-shelled road.

  “Where are we?”

  “Relax, they’ll be here soon!”

  “I hate surprises Daniel. You know I don’t take gifts well.”

  “I think you’ll like this one,” he calmly replied.

  Suddenly the cherubic beauty, still blind, heard a rumbling. It sounded oddly familiar. The engine. The sound of gravel. Is that an ambulance she thought? The engine dies and doors open. Idle laughter from multiple voices exit.

  “Wtf? Daniel.” He takes off her blindfold and her jaw drops.

  Standing before her is every first responder she’s had a crush on since day one of her job; lined up in full gear but “off duty”. Smiling ripped and ready.

  “Happy birthday baby.”

  As if on cue, she is welcomed within a circle of no less than 5 ripped studs, focused on bringing her the ultimate birthday gangbang.

  Her first crush, a shy but confident firefighter she met early on approaches. He gently brushes her hair out of her face. Staring deep into her eyes. She looks to Daniel for the quiet permission monogamous types are conditioned to seek, but she is reassured by his nod. She didn’t need it, but it confirmed that they were indeed from the same tribe.

  Her gift proceeds…

  Leaning down from his 6’3’’ altitude to meet her lips with a quiet desire she sensed from day one.

  Suddenly she feels her breasts engulfed in massive hands. She knows those hands. The police officer from 6 months ago with a big ego and a huge bulge to back it up. He kisses her on the back of the neck as he gently massages her breast from behind.

  Two was more than enough, but 5 is a bit scary. “Bring it on,” whispered a new voice from deep in her soul.

  Like magic 6 more hands were sensed. A collage of firefighters, paramedics and police officers, all from the past making their presence felt. A standing bundle of groping hands and roaming fingers. No longer individuals. Roxxy was surrounded by a ball of groping muscle, pent up aggression and raging lust, all under the protective eye of her generous man. Leaning on the front bumper of the ambulance, calmly smoking a freshly wrapped treat of blackberry Kush.

  A sudden tug on her pants ushers in a gust of cold night air on her thick delicious ass. Pants and panties to ankles, she is totally exposed from the waist down. It was a violent confident tug she knows from the field, the type used to save lives. Tearing clothes to pump chests and breathe life into wounded souls, but this time the attention of specialized hands were focused completely on her.

  Rough love.

  Soon enough she was pulled down into a seated position. Her bare ass and wet pussy straddling a living chair. The feeling of stubble and a hard chin with a built in warm and wet hot-pink tongue firmly thrusting into her tight fresh pussy. Muscles and desires are all that is holding her up. A skilled tongue in her mouth. Multiple lips on her neck and a knowing mouth cupping her lips down below. The confident tongue seducing her clit, sucking her pussy lips.

  No need to steady herself. These men were experts at taking care of helpless people and she was contently and completely helpless in this moment. Consumed in a pleasure ball of men. Over the shoulder of her upright lover, she sees Daniel. Confidently smoking his joint with his right hand and rubbing his snaking cock with his left.

  She is in heaven, grateful for this win-win match. Her “comparison.” A rare man with a genuine fetish to give his woman the ultimate orgasm at any cost.

  Her gratitude guides her hands. Leading her lovers by their collars, they rumble in Daniel’ direction. A steady roll of wet sweaty flesh as Roxxy’s clothes are peeled and ripped. Barely clothed in an unbuttoned shirt with bra on. Finally within reach she grabs Daniel’ belt buckle.

  She looks up into his eyes as she goes for the familiar one handed unbuckle but this time is different. He grabs her hand firmly and gives her the “not yet” motion.

  Bent over and tied up in the arms and entanglement of the licking, and groping balls of men, Roxxy loses sight of the big officer cupping her lips with his mouth. Then she senses him behind her. How could she miss this? Now towering over her. A few buckle latches and a long zip and she suddenly feels the outer snake of a massive cock sliding along the outside of her waiting wet pussy.

  An anaconda of sorts. Bigger than any man, fuck, any animal should have. She looks up at Daniel. Scared but excited. They lock eyes and Daniel asks, “ Do you want to proceed? Do you want the officer to fuck you?”

  “Yes, please…I’m begging, “ was her only but immediate response.

  “Mmmmm good...because you’re about to get fucked raw and go home with a belly full of cum,” Daniel replied with a smirk.

  A nod from Daniel to the officer and Roxxy feels a sharp pain of pleasure from behind. His massive cock head peaking into her slick lips, stretching her into a new world.

  Floating on a sharp cloud of hurt and ecstasy.

  The officer’s cock is ruining her for other men, maybe even Daniel. He’s that big and that was just his prick head.

  Roxxy weakens. Settling into her overly excited senses she peers up. Barely conscious and through the bleary tears of unknown pain and joy sees Daniel calmly pass a small bottle of KY over her back to the offer, followed by a knowing nod between men who “know” women.

  The officer slicks up and prods on. Not as sensitive as Daniel, the officer is a bit too rough. Daniel checks him with a stern look. The caveman in uniform eases up to just the right amount of force and guides the beginning of a massive fuck further into Roxxy.

  Sliding in one centimeter at a time, this could take a while. Bordering on tearing and stretching her snug pussy, she is about to get ruined. Roxxy’s mind floats in and out of consciousness as she goes from physical to emotional, questioning reality as she feels the inches stretch her into heaven.

  A spiritual fuck on this cold country road.

  Minutes feel like hours as the officer works his way in and the remaining men kiss and coach...encoura
ging her like the comrades they are. “Take it baby…take that big cock...relax...breath…take it!”

  There is no doubt in anyone’s mind, Roxxy, as skilled and experienced as she is, IS getting FUCKED out of her mind.

  She feels a gentle finger under her chin guide her gaze up to Daniel’ loving smile, reminding her that she is safe and loved, and this pain is growth, designed just for her.

  That is when she feels the officer go balls deep.

  She is being cock rocked back and forth to the rhythm of a thunderous primitive beat. Deep, hard and picking up the pace. A living fuck piston firing off at every thrust from the officer’s hips. His grip on her waist tightens and he picks up the pace. Deeper and deeper, pumping Roxxy into a conscious coma. His sweat pouring down his face, splattering on her back and round ass. Roxxy’s face is flushed and wet. Her hair is matted to her forehead.

  All a delicious mess.

  She will swear in the future, his cock head could be felt well past her belly but for now she was lost in it.

  Her wrists were suddenly locked by a pair of familiar hands. Daniel was holding her. Grabbing her…saving her…to her rescue…well sort of.

  Daniel clamps her sweaty hands to his belt to steady her as she is pump fucked into his waist. Biting her bottom lip and gripping Daniel’s waist for dear life, she only sees the dry gravel beneath her feet and feels what she can only describe as pure bliss.

  Daniel leans down, cups the back of her head. The same way he did on that first night back at Petrol Station. He leans down and kisses her deeply. The most intense fuck jolts from behind and tosses them both. An awkward genuine connection as they both feel the rams of the vicious lust pounding from behind. Daniel releases Roxxy and steps back as the officer makes that warning grunt. Giving her away to the eruption. Just out of reach, Daniel smiles at the thought of Roxxy’s brutal insemination.

  Roxxy, still wrapped in hands and mouths, all blending into the background of this massive cock pounding…moaning to life as the officer groans and pumps harder.

  Then finally he EXPLODES, filling her as promised with a seemingly endless stream of hot, white cum, injecting into the deepest parts of her pussy. Filling her belly with the same sensation of downing a large cup of hot chocolate in one sallow.

  Soaking her within.

  After a few more pumps, the officer loses his grip and falls away exhausted. Daniel waves the remaining men away. Protective of his cum filled doe.

  They back off and he catches her. Steadied only by the ambulance bumper. Roxxy’s sweaty forehead resting on his chest, her belly and pussy is hot and satiated. The officer’s cum leaking by the gallon out of her deliciously used pussy.

  A creamy mess blending into the gravel.

  Flashes of this dream made real flowing through Roxxy’s mind as she stares out of the window into the cold dark night.

  Speechless and full of a co-workers seed, her eyes set on the full moon floating along, thinking of her twisted Mr. Right driving her home.

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