Moving Day

Marcy was getting really impatient. They were supposed to have arrived over an hour ago and still she waited. The moving company was charging by the bloody hour…100 bucks a bloody hour…and still she waited.
Just as she was reaching for the phone to call and see what was happening, she heard a large truck coming up the street. Rushing to the door, she opened it and looked out. Sure enough, several houses away she spotted them. They were moving really slow, looking for her address. Stepping out onto the porch, she waved at them. The driver spotted her and sped up to come abreast with her.
“This 93 Penns..” he started to ask, but she cut him off.
“Yes, yes. This is the place. You’re late. I have been waiting for over an hour for you to get here! I have had the area blocked so you could pull your truck in so lets get going. OK?” she said very rudely.
The driver looked at his two companions. With a smirk and a nod he turned back to her.
“Yes Maam!” he said in a delibrately taunting voice.
“We’ll be right in, Maam, so you can just relax. We’ll have you loaded up and on the road in no time at all, Maam.”
Each time he said “Maam” it made her skin creep a bit. He was being exasperating, but she was in no mood to listen anymore.
Stepping inside, she made sure the door was braced open, and waited, her tapping foot showing her impatience as the truck was slowly parked and the three men got out.
Watching them emerge from the tight confines of the truck cab, she gasped aloud. They were the largest men she had ever seen…all three standing well over 6 feet tall and easily weighing in at 250. They were muscular and obviously strong. As they climbed up on the porch and entered the door, each nodded to her and introduced themselves…
“Hello Maam, I’m Jim.” said the first man. He was about 6’5″ tall and had large hands. As he pumped her arm up and down, she couldn’t help but stare at him. Smiling, he stepped aside and the second man took his place.
“I’m George, Maam, and it’s a pleasure.” he said as he too pumped her arm like a pump handle. He was about 6’2 and very large in the chest. His hand was quite twice the size of hers and made her feel very small indeed.
The third man was the driver and as he took her hand in his he smiled and barely moved her arm at all.
“I am Joe; the bossman here, and I want to apologize for being late, Maam. We ran into an accident coming here, and the road was blocked for quite some distance before we could get past it. We won’t be charging for the delay though, so you can relax now. The bill begins from here on until we unload at the new place. We just need to have your signature on some papers that I have right here, and meanwhile, the boys here can start looking things over. OK?” and he smiled at her.
Marcy felt her body begin to warm and her cheeks began to burn. She knew she was staring, but DAMN! he was simply the handsomest man she had ever seen! Quickly, she glanced down and noted the absence of a ring on his finger. A slight sigh escaped her lips as she smiled back at him, relaxing at last, and reached for the pen he was handing her.
Marcy was a beautiful woman. She was thin, but well built. She used to model while in college and still had the moves down. When she walked, she knew that people looked and she made sure they had something to look at.
Her long blonde hair was pulled back in a ponytail, her long nails painted a deep red. She was wearing shorts and a tank top that did nothing to hide her voluptous curves. Right now, her ample breasts were at full attention, her nipples hard and prominent through her thin top.
Paperwork out of the way, Marcy began showing the men where everything was…boxes, furniture, etc. She knew that they watched her as she led the way through the house and when she began climbing the stairs she actually made herself trip so one of them would touch her…three pairs of hands reached out to catch her as she stumbled and not one missed a chance to rub or brush her breasts or ass.
“Thank you very much” she cooed in a soft voice.
The men smiled and nodded. They were planning something for this bitchy woman and it seemed as if she might be falling in with their plans without even knowing it.
Soon the men were busy moving things out of the house and into the front yard or the large truck. Furniture, boxes, trunks, everything was being loaded in record time. Marcy followed the progress with watchful eyes, waiting to see if an opportunity would present itself…
The chance came when Joe was in the truck alone. Marcy followed him up the ramp as he pushed the dolly loaded with boxes up to join the mass of other boxes stacked inside.
“Hello Joe. Everything going all right so far?” she asked as he wheeled the stack into position.
Without turning to look at her, he spoke quietly.
“Sure is Maam. Going just like clockwork. Come here a minute. I want to show you something.” he said and smiled at her.
Without hesitation, Marcy walked over to him. As she leaned close, he let his arm rub against her and felt the response he was looking for. In a sudden move, he grabbed her, turned her around and planted his thick lips against hers. His tongue pushed and probed until she opened to him and he dove inside her wet mouth. His tongue danced with hers and he held her tightly, his one hand rubbing and squeezing her breasts and pinching the taut nipples.
He could feel how hot she was and knew he had her. In one swift movement, he broke the kiss, and pulled her top up and over her head. As his mouth found a heavy breast, her hands began to undo the snap at her waist. His hands eagerly pushed the shorts down to the floor and his fingers began to touch and probe her hidden valley.
She was very wet and ready and he slid first one, then two fingers deep inside her. He felt her clench on his probing digits and knew he had to have her. Rising quickly, he opened his pants and turned her around, pushing her down over the stack of boxes and in one quick move, buried his huge cock deep.
He was very well hung…10 inches long and as thick around as this womans’ wrist. He felt her stretch and take him even as she squealed with pain. He slapped her sharply on the ass…
“Don’t say anything…just take it bitch!” he said gruffly as he rammed in and out of her wet and dripping cunt. He continued to slap her ass cheeks, one and then the other, leaving red imprints on her tanned skin.
“You think you can fool us with your smooth talking and then show off with that come hither walk of yours, don’t you, bitch? Well, me and the boys think you need a lesson and I’m the first to give it to you…but not the last. No siree, the others have plans for you too. But first I wanted to see just how hot you were…and you sure are that…hot and wet…and I’m coming now, so turn around and take it down that bitchy mouth of yours…” and with that, he pulled his rock hard cock out and spun her around and down to her knees. He shoved his cock into her opened mouth and held her head as he pumped quickly in and out…then he exploded deep inside her throat.
Several minutes passed as he emptied his load into her waiting orafice, his hands clenched tightly in her hair. Her mouth was stretched wide to accommadate him, her throat muscles working quickly to swallow his jism as he filled her mouth.
Joe released Marcy and stepped back. In short order, his pants were closed and he whistled as he wheeled the dolly down the ramp and headed back inside for another load. Marcy sat where he had left her, stunned. Her clothes were scattered all around her and she reached for them absently. She had just been fucked by a stranger, and spanked to boot, and she found herself even more excited than before. Was she crazy? Or just so hungry for sex that she didn’t care what happened to her? Donning her clothes she rose and headed back inside the house.
George was upstairs, wrestling with the b
edframe when she entered the room. Lifting his head, he smiled at h
er. She had seen Joe downstairs, but hadn’t spoken to him. Had he said anything to the others? No…he hadn’t had time, had he?
“Need any help with that thing?” she asked in an innocent voice.
“Sure. You can hold this wrench tight while I undo this bolt. I can’t seem to get the damned thing loose.”
Marcy climbed inside the empty frame, hunching down on her heels. She grasped the wrench he held and he began to undo the bolt. Soon they had the frame laying in pieces on the bedroom floor, and she was helping him with the dresser mirror, holding it while he undid the screws from behind.
“Saw you in the truck awhile ago. Helping Joe unload the boxes huh?” he surprised her by asking.
Marcy said yes, and nothing more. The mirror was loose and she was holding it tightly, her arms straining under the weight. George stood and came around and got behind her, taking the mirror from her hands. He lifted it easily, and slid it into a waiting box. Then he stepped over, and closed the door. Turning, he stepped up to Marcy, and raised his hand.
Marcy stood frozen, George slid a finger along her cheek and across her lips. She trembled slightly and he smiled.
“I want some of your help now, Maam. I need some help real bad, and you seem willing to be most helpful today. Help me now.”
Laying his hands on her shoulders, George pushed hard on her and she landed on her knees before him.
“Undo my pants and see how you can help me right now.”
Marcy reached up and opened the zip to his jeans and the heaviest, thickest cock she had ever seen popped out at her. He must have been 4 or 5 inches round and his balls were large and heavy too. He wasn’t as long as Joe was…only 8 or 9 inches, but sooooo thick and heavy. She felt herself blush and the heat spread through her loins quickly.
Without hesitation, Marcy leaned forward and took him in her two hands…her hot breath caressed him as she kissed the head of his huge cock. George moaned and grabbed her head.
“I need you to help me RIGHT NOW!” he said and pushed into her face. Marcy opened wide and tried to take him in, but he was just to thick. She suckled him and licked him and pumped him with her hands. Her head moved up and down on him and he held her tightly.
Soon he was moaning and pushing deeper, trying to get her to swallow him and she tried to do just that. His balls were pulling up…he was getting ready to cum, and he groaned and held her still as he pumped his hot juice into her waiting mouth. He came and came and came…she swallowed and swallowed and swallowed, trying not to gag on the quantity of jism he was spilling into her.
After what seemed like an hour…George relaxed somewhat, but he still had one hell of an erection.
“Stand up and strip down.” he ordered her, as he released her head and stepped back. His huge cock waved in the air as she scrambled to her feet and began to peel the clothes off once more. Standing naked in front of him, she felt vulnerable for the first time in her life.
“Lay down on your back and spread your legs for me, I’m going to bang you good, bitch.”
Marcy immediately complied and waited. George didn’t even bother to drop his pants, merely laid down on top of the waiting cunt and grabbed his cock. He got into position and slid the tip inside her hot box. Muscles grabbed and pulled and he pushed deeper. His thick shaft spread her wider than she had ever been spread and she moaned with pain and pleasure, wiggling to get him deeper and to shift her body into a more responsive position.
George knew what she wanted and he was eager to give it to her, so he rammed home without further adieu. She cried out and George slapped her mouth.
“Don’t say anything, just take it bitch.” he said and began to fuck her hard. Soon she was moaning with pleasure as George filled her to capacity. He could tell she was getting close to the edge, but he wasn’t letting her cum…after all, Jim still needed his chance with her. He shoved faster and then he grabbed her and held her still as he spilled his seed deep inside her womb. Several moments passed as he emptied himself inside her yet again…but she still needed to cum herself and she tried vainly to move, to instigate further pleasure…but to no avail.
With no words said, George rose and adjusted his pants quickly and went about his business as if she wasn’t there. Once more, Marcy was left stunned and naked and she slowly rose to dress.
Twice she had been fucked by some of the best damn cock she had ever had and still she hadn’t cum! What was happening around here? She was so hot and horny that she hurt! Fire burned deep in her belly and her clit and cunt hurt from being pounded and filled yet not satisfied. She needed to cum and soon…
Silence. No one was talking, no one was moving about, no one was in the house. Where were the men? Outside at the truck? Certainly. They must be on a break or something. She went into the bathroom and splashed water on her heated face. She was so hot that she was sure steam would greet her reflection…but no. Just her face with her eyes large and dark and her lips swollen and red, in part from Joes’ kiss, and in part from Georges’ slap.
A knock on the closed door brought her head up and around with a snap.
“Yes? Come in. It’s all right. I’m just washing my face.” she said.
The door opened and in stepped Jim.
He wasted no time with preliminaries.
“I see the guys have had their fun. Now it’s my turn.” and he stepped inside and reached for her. She seemed to melt into his arms as he wrapped himself around her and pressed his lips to hers. His tongue glided into her waiting mouth and sought and found hers. Her arms wended their way around his waist and squeezed tight.
Jim’s hands played up and down her spine, feeling her heart beating wildly beneath her tank. Very slowly, he broke the kiss and stared into her eyes.
“My turn.” he whispered as he reached down and pulled her tank over her head. She could only stare as he reached down and undid her shorts and pushed them down to her ankles. Swiftly, he picked her up and stepped into the bathtub. He turned her around and pushed her head down, bending her over at the waist while he stood behind her. His hands moved to his waist and he opened his pants, letting his cock pop free.
Unlike his friends, Jim was average size. His cock was 9 inches and about 3 inches round, but he was good at using it, and he liked to fuck fast and hard. He also liked to fuck the ass more than the cunt, so when he had her in position, he aimed for his favorite hole.
Marcy had never been assfucked before, and when she felt him pushing against her virgin door, she began to struggle. Jim grabbed her neck and held her still with one hand as he guided his cock into her tight anus. Pushing hard, he felt the opening give and then grab and was literally pulled deeper. He shoved and felt her pain as he split her open and filled her virgin territory with his hard cock.
Jim wasted no time in getting his rocks off, and she was soon filled with his hot jism as he pumped in and out and let it spill from his large and heavy sac.
After what seemed like hours, he pulled out of her, and stepping from the tub he went to the sink to wash and clean himself. Marcy was too weak from the pain and she slumped down into the tub. She had been triple fucked and still had not managed to cum, but she was no longer sure she needed to.
As she lifted her head, she noted that Jim was washing himself and then she heard the others. Turning her head she saw Joe and George at the doorway, each with their cocks in their hands, jacking off. She blushed to realize that they had watched her and Jim and they had gotten more pleasure at her expense.
Cock in hand, Joe spoke up.
“Now that you know what a bitch is for, maybe you would like to be a lady and help us give you some pleasure, eh Maam?” and he waited.
Marcy grinned. “You know what Joe? You’re right. I could
use some pleasure right about now. Come and give me those lovely cocks bo
ys…I’m more than willing and certainly able…do you think I’m ready?” she asked and winked at Jim.
Smiling, the three men helped her out of the tub and led her down the hall to the bedroom. A mattress lay on floor, as if waiting for them…and the four of them lay down together…the move would take longer than anticipated, but the tips were definitely worth the delay.