Remembering Aunt Emma

by jon martin

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As I'm being hustled into the toilet, I remember a ditty sung by ClanManA3 to the tune of "Three Coins in a Fountain." Just Google it youngsters!

Three cops in a bathroom
Each one hotter than the last
Three cops in a bathroom
I hope they all don't cum too fast

Two came in with me, one stayed to watch the door. For once I could play in the toilet without annoying interruptions and they wasted no time. I heard Zip Zip and two choice dicks popped out. One was huge the other not so huge but chubby and the third, watching the door, I already knew had a real beauty. Just right! Sort of a Goldilocks and the three cocks story. As soon as I hear a zipper unzipping I automatically drop to my knees and open my mouth like a baby bird waiting to be fed. And feed me they did. I had a dick in each hand and alternated back and forth. There really is something about a uniform that ups the game a little so I was living the high life.

From the door I heard somebody saying he really needed a piss. Goldilocks told him "go outside and piss. We are interrogating someone here". About that time I took big dick right to the hilt and he let out a loud moan. The guy at the door is alarmed. "are you torturing the guy?" "Well we are fucking the guy up a little but nothing serious. Don't worry about it and go outside and piss." The guy left.

I always think of sucking cock as just foreplay to a good fuck and my fuck hole was twitching with anticipation. "Anybody want to fuck my hungry hole?" Chubby dick dropped his pants and I dropped mine. He came around behind me, lubed his dick with spit and slid it into my waiting ass. What is hotter than getting fucked with one dick while you suck another one that you know is gonna fuck you next? Glorious!!! Chubby dick didn't last long. He pulled out and relieved Goldilocks at the door. Big dick slid right in thanks to Chubby dick leaving plenty of cum for lube. As I felt the hair on his balls tickling my ass, Goldilocks whipped out his perfect dick and presented it to me slimy with precum. After a nice long fuck and a lovely suck, they both shot me a load and, sadly, it was over. They thanked me profusely. I thanked them even more profusely and they left me to wipe my cummy ass and enjoy the taste of Goldilocks big sweet load.

I sauntered out but Aunt Emma and her two Steel workers were gone so I decided to leave as well. The pisser was waiting in the parking lot and hurried over to me. "I heard you moaning in the toilet. Did they torture you?" "Only if you think 3 dicks stuck down your throat and up your ass is torture. I think it's pretty fucking great." His hand started massaging his boner. "Oh fuck man, you saying you got three loads of cop cum up your ass?" "I do" I replied rather smugly. His boner was almost busting through his pants. "Does that turn you on?" I asked. "Does it make you want to add your own load to the mix?" "Oh fuck yes!! Please, please!" I could see the outline of a very nice big schlong in his pants as well as a big wet spot of precum so I took him to my car, dropped my pants, knelt on my car seat and presented my cummy ass. He parted my ass cheeks and started rimming me. I squeezed out some cum on his tongue and he groaned. "More cum. Please, more cum" I gave him a couple more shots and then he stood up and slammed his dick home to the hilt. He was so overexcited that he didn't last long but he came and came and came and moaned each time he shot. He pulled out and immediately started tounging me again. I managed a couple more squeezes of cum for him then sent him weak kneed to his car.

I felt so good about myself as I drove away. I had helped three cops get rid of a lot of stress (and, yes, a lot of cum) and had helped that young guy achieve his long held dream of sticking his dick into a mix of cop cum and getting a taste of it as well. All in all I felt I was a great humanitarian. And I couldn't wait to tell Aunt Emma all about it. But she had a surprise for me as well. Wait till you hear all about it next time.

by jon martin

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