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With a sharp snap of his hips, Renzo buries himself inside my tight channel. I cry out around Dante’s cock, the dual sensations overwhelming. Renzo sets a punishing pace, fucking me relentlessly as his brother continues to plunder my ass.

I can feel their cocks rubbing against each other through the thin membrane separating my channels. The depraved intimacy of it sends shameful thrills of pleasure through me. I’m nothing but a receptacle for their lust, a toy for them to use however they please.

I remain there trembling, overwhelmed by the feeling of Renzo and Elio inside me. The stretching sensation is incredible, bordering on pain, as they fill me completely. I’m barely aware of the lewd shouts and comments from the watching crowd.

“That’s it, fuck that little whore,” one man growls.

“Look at her taking it like a pro,” says another.

Their words send hot shame washing through me even as my inner muscles clench around the two cocks plundering my body.

I gasp as Dante grabs a fistful of my hair, guiding my mouth back down onto his rigid length. I eagerly comply, swirling my tongue over the swollen head of his cock.

The onlookers’ shouts grow even more explicit, egging the brothers on as they ravage me from both ends. My cheeks burn, but I can’t deny the depraved thrill I feel at being the center of their attention.

“Cum on her face,” a man suggests from the watching crowd.

I whimper around Dante’s cock, imagining them all climaxing in and on me in front of these people, marking me as theirs. The thought is humiliating yet undeniably arousing.

Dante’s hips buck, driving his length deeper into my throat. My eyes water, but I relax my jaw, taking him as deep as possible.

I’m impaled between Renzo and Elio, my body stretched to its limits. Dante’s cock fills my mouth, muffling my moans of pained pleasure. My mind reels, overwhelmed by the sensations coursing through me.

Then Dante’s movements grow faster, more urgent. His thick length drives deeper into my throat as his climax nears. I brace myself, sucking eagerly in anticipation of his release.

With a guttural groan, Dante erupts, his hot seed flooding my mouth. I try to swallow it all, but some escape, dripping down my chin. He pulls out, pumping his cock as more cum spurts onto my face in thick ropes. The warm fluid covers my cheeks and lips.

At the same time, the unrelenting pace of Renzo and Elio’s thrusts sends me hurtling toward my own peak. The dual penetration pushes my body to the brink, and I shatter, my inner walls spasming uncontrollably around their cocks.

I cry out as a gush of fluid escapes me, soaking Renzo’s thighs and the sheets below us. The intensity of it steals my breath, unlike any climax I’ve ever experienced.

Spurred on by my release, Renzo and Elio drive into me with reckless abandon. Then, with a few final, forceful thrusts, they find their own completion. I feel them swell and pulse within me as they spend themselves filling me with their cum.

I lie there exposed, my body still trembling from the intense pleasure. Elio and Renzo withdraw from me, their spent cocks slick with our combined fluids.

A man from the watching crowd suddenly shouts, “Get out of the way! We want to see the cum dripping from her holes.”

My cheeks burn with humiliation, but Elio and Renzo comply without hesitation. They move aside, granting the onlookers an unobstructed view of my ravaged body.

I squeeze my eyes shut, unable to bear the lewd stares trained on my most intimate places. I can feel their seed trickling from my swollen pussy and gaping asshole. The slick warmth trails down my thighs as the men eagerly take in the obscene sight.

“Look at that glistening cunt,” one man remarks crudely. “She’s soaked from getting reamed by both of them.”

“I’ve never seen an asshole stretched so wide,” adds another. “She’s gonna be feeling that for days.”

Their degrading comments make me burn with shame. But despite myself, a part of me thrills at being reduced to a mere object for their twisted enjoyment.

I dare to open my eyes, taking in the crowd of masked strangers drinking in the evidence of my utter debasement. Elio and Renzo watch me hungrily, aroused anew by my humiliation.

I tremble at the prospect of what new depravities might await me at the hands of these three men. But deep down, I know I am helpless to resist. My body craves their twisted attention, and I’ve become addicted to the dangerous pleasures they offer.

Whatever they desire of me, I know I will submit. This is a worrying prospect, making me sure I need to escape sooner rather than later. If I continue down this road, I’ll lose sight of anything beyond the four of us.

36

ELIO

Icarry Camila’s trembling, exhausted body back to our apartment, her soft whimpers filling the air. Ren trails behind us, a wicked grin on his face. “Looks like we had some fun, huh Elio?” he taunts. I grit my teeth, refusing to let Ren’s crass behavior ruin this moment.

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