It had been just over three weeks since that fateful night, when Scott first fucked me full of his cum and I became a cheating slut. I'd sunk deeper and deeper into my infidelity. Whenever Scott and I were home alone, his cock was buried in my pussy. Because Jack has a 9-5 office job, Scott works from home, and I work nights waiting tables, we were fucking almost every day, usually multiple times, all over the house.

Scott often visited my bed in the morning. As soon as Jack kissed me goodbye, Scott would take his place, filling me with his big cock. These were long, lazy mornings, when he would take his time making me come apart.

He fucked me in the kitchen as I made us breakfast. Scott liked when I walked around the house nude. He liked how easy it made it for him to sneak up behind me, spread my legs, and fuck into my pussy, still drenched from our earlier activity. It was so hard to be a good cook when I was cumming nonstop on his cock.

Or some days, he'd lay me down on the dining room table and drive me crazy with his fingers until I begged for him to give me his dick deep inside me. He liked when I begged, when I told him exactly how much I needed it. He'd call me his dirty little slut, and he was right. I gave in to anything he wanted, relished in pleasing his whims.

One of his pleasures was having me serve him while he worked. I often think about the first time he called me to his office. When I came in, he was sitting at his desk.

"I have a video call in a few minutes. Get out of those clothes," he said.

I did as directed. When I took off my underwear, I turned around and bent over to give him a nice view of my ass.

"Fuck, I love that sexy body." He signaled for me to come closer. My pussy began to throb in anticipation. "I have something for you."

"What?" I asked, as I reached his chair. He possessively grabbed my ass.

He showed me a gently curved vibrator. "It's remote control operated," he said. "When you have that in you, I'll decide when you get to cum."

"Mm, I'd like that. When do you want to try it?" I asked.

"Now. I want you to keep that in you while you warm my cock with your mouth. Make my meeting a little more interesting." He brushed the vibrator along the lips of my pussy. I spread my legs, and he pushed it inside me. It wasn't nearly as big as his cock, but it had that wonderful curve that hit that spot inside me.

I sank to my knees and crawled to Scott's desk. I unzipped his pants and pulled out his cock. He was semi-hard. I took him into my mouth. He rested one hand on my head, stroking my hair.

"And keep those hands away from that pussy. When you cum, it will be because I let you."

I heard his meeting start, voices droning about goals and strategies. For several minutes, he had me just sit there, mouth full of his cock. It was a strange feeling, having both my pussy and mouth full at the same time. Scott ran his fingers through my hair, traced the shape of my ear. Then, he clicked a button on the remote.

The vibrations started low, sending easy pleasure throughout my body. I hummed around Scott's cock. Again, he let me sit there for a while, enjoying that gentle pleasure.

Scott began talking, giving a report on some project he was working on. As he talked, he clicked the button, intensifying the vibration. I choked down a moan. Scott continued talking as pleasure built inside me. My hips involuntarily bucked. I was close.

Scott clicked the button, and the vibration stopped. My pussy throbbed. I whined, deep in the back of my throat. Scott's cock twitched in my mouth. He liked this, knowing the power he held over me.

Other voices took over on the video call. Scott clicked the vibrator on again. He started me low again, letting me feel that gentle pleasure that he knew would not make me cum. My hips rocked, desperate for more.

The minutes dragged on. My pussy was drenched. Finally, as he started talking in his call again, he clicked the button on the vibrator. Delicious ecstasy spread through me. I bounced my hips to get more friction. My moans and whines were muffled by Scott's cock. Desire was mounting inside me, I was on the cliff's edge.

Once again, Scott clicked the vibrator off. I whined around his dick. I was frantic for release. He clicked the remote again, and those low vibrations filled me again. As I moaned in satisfaction, I felt Scott's cock harden slightly more in my mouth.

This time, Scott didn't make me wait as long. He clicked the remote and the stronger vibrations started. My hips rocked like crazy. In seconds, I was cumming on the vibrator, moaning like a slut.

Then, Scott clicked the remote again, and an even more powerful vibration started. It felt so good that it hurt. My over-sensitive pussy couldn't take it; I came again.

Scott didn't relent. He put the remote down on his desk. At this level, I couldn't stop cumming. One, two, three more times I came, until my pussy ached. Each time I orgasmed, I felt Scott's cock grow harder in my mouth.

Finally, Scott clicked the vibrator off. As I came down from my highs, I couldn't take it anymore. I clamped my lips down on Scott's dick and sucked, swirling my tongue around his shaft. I wrapped one hand around the base of his dick, pumping him, while I bobbed my head.

Scott quickly hardened under my attentions, his cock growing in size inside my mouth. His fingers curled in my hair. I pulled off and licked his cock, base to tip. I took his balls in my hand and gently massaged them as I planted wet kisses all over his cock.

Scott bucked his hips. I could hear his breath quicken. I returned my hand to pump his hard cock, and sucked just the tip into my mouth. Scott groaned, then pushed my head down onto his cock. Once my lips reached the base, he held my head down. My eyes were watering from the stretch of having his fully hardened cock in my throat. I had to focus hard to remember to breathe through my nose, and it was all I could do to not gag.

Scott then clicked the remote three times, all the way to the highest level. I moaned wildly as my hips spasmed in heightened ecstasy. My pussy came once, then a second time. I thought i couldn't possibly take any more.

I heard Scott say goodbye on his work call. He released my head, and I panted for breath. He rolled his chair back from the desk.

"Get up," he said. I followed his directions with difficulty. My legs were weak from cumming so many times.

"Bend over my desk, you dirty slut."

I did so, presenting my overworked pussy and the vibrator still working inside me.

"I told you to warm my cock, not suck it." He spanked my ass hard. I cried out, and my pussy gushed.

"Did you not like how Daddy made you cum?" He spanked me again, making me moan. "Or are you such a wanton slut that you couldn't take having my cock in your mouth without sucking?" He spanked me. "Tell me, Benji!" He spanked me again. I was close to cumming again. "Say it." He spanked me again, hard.

"I'm a needy slut!"

He spanked me again, and I came hard.

"I know what dirty sluts need," he said. He turned off the vibrator and pulled it out of my soaked pussy. Then, he slammed his big, hard cock inside me. "This what you needed, baby? Did you need my cock?" He fucked me hard and fast. He was so much larger than the vibrator, stretching me so full.

"Yes, please, yes," I moaned incoherently. "Love it, love your cock, Daddy."

"Such a needy slut. I already made you cum so many times, and you still want more."

"More, please, always more." My whole body was numb with pleasure. But there would never be enough for me. I would always be desperate for more of his cock.

"Do you want my cum, baby? Beg for it."

"Please, daddy, breed me, breed my pussy! I'm your slut, your cumdump, please!"

Scott gripped my hips tight against his as his cum erupted deep inside my womb. As I felt his seed fill me, I came again.

This is how we spent our time leading up to the wedding. I'd lost count of how many times I had orgasmed on Scott's cock, how many loads he had filled me with. I hadn't taken any pregnancy tests. I was afraid of the truth it might show: that instead of carrying my fiancé's baby, I was carrying his father's.

Scott had asked me to start tracking my cycle. We both had access to an app where I tracked my period. I'd last had my period a couple weeks before, but I wasn't sure if my cycle was stable yet after being on testosterone for several years.

This takes me to the day of the wedding. It was at a hotel outside of town. Jack was checking on last minute details while I finished getting ready in our room. This room was going to be our honeymoon suite.

I heard a knock on the door. Looking through the peephole, I saw Scott. I opened the door and let him in. As soon as the door was shut, he pulled me against him and we locked in a passionate kiss. His hands roamed my body, paying particular attention to my full ass. I was wearing only my button-up shirt and underwear, so he had plenty access. Our tongues tangled together, and I moaned. I felt my pussy begin to get wet.

"Scott, stop," I said, though my arms were wrapped tight around his shoulders and my hips were grinding into his. "Jack could walk in."

"He busy with the coordinator. Besides, I need to feel you." He rocked his hips into me, and I could feel that he was already hard. "I need to remind you who this tight, young pussy belongs to."

Like I needed a reminder with how my pussy was drenched from just kissing. "Okay, but we need to be quick." I pulled off my shirt and underwear, leaving me completely nude while Scott stayed clothed.

I led Scott to the bed, then got on all fours, face down on the bed, arching my back, wiggling my ass for him. I knew he loved this view. He wasted no time unzipping his pants and pulling out his hard cock. In seconds, he was balls deep inside me.

"Mmm, Scott, I love your cock," I moaned. It was like everything was right in the world when he was inside me.

"I love this tight, wet pussy, how you're always ready to take it." He was giving it to me hard and fast, knowing we didn't have much time.

"I'll always be ready for you, Daddy," I moaned, rocking back against him in rhythm with his thrusts.

"You know, baby, I checked the app. You could be ovulating right now." His rhythm was relentless, and pleasure was surging within me. "I wanted to be sure I filled you with my seed before you spread these legs for Jack tonight."

"Fuck, yes, Daddy," I moaned, bouncing my hips as Scott fucked me. I was desperate to cum, desperate to feel his load inside me.

Just then, there was a knock at the door.

"Benji, are you ready? People will be arriving soon."

I choked down my moans. Jack was going to find out that I'm a cheating whore.

Scott gripped my hips tight and kept fucking me hard. My pussy couldn't take much more.

"Answer him," Scott whispered. "Or he's going to come in and see you for the slut you are."

"Is everything okay in there?" Jack asked. Scott pressed a finger against my clit, and I involuntarily moaned. "Benji, are you feeling alright?"

"I'm fine!" I called back. "I'll be down in a minute!" My voice was shaky. I was so close, and it was so hard to keep it together.

The door swung open. As Jack stared at us in disbelief, my cheating pussy came all over Scott's cock.

Scott stilled behind me. Jack just stood there, mouth open, door ajar behind him. Seeing no point in stopping now, I rocked my hips against Scott's, bouncing my fat ass on his cock.

To my surprise, Jack unzipped his pants and pulled out his dick, which was already hardening, and began to stroke. I decided to give him a show.

"Please, Scott, daddy, give me that big cock hard," I moaned. Scott resumed his urgent pace.

"Baby," Scott moaned. "Tell me his you like this dick." He was hitting that spot deep inside me. My pussy was gushing on his cock.

"I love it, please, don't stop," I moaned. "You fill me so good." Jack was furiously pumping his cock in his hand.

"I'm close. Tell me where you want my load."

"I want you to cum in my womb, want you to breed me, make me yours, make this pussy yours!" Scott fucked me even faster and for a second time, Jack watched me cum on his father's cock.

Jack strode over to the bed and stuffed his cock in my mouth. It felt incredible, being full at both ends. It was hard to focus with Scott pistoning inside me, but I tried to suck Jack's cock as well as I could, swirling my tongue around his shaft. Scott and Jack both fucked me hard, and soon I was cumming again. Scott followed soon after, spilling his load deep inside me.

Scott pulled out and sat down on a chair by the bed, watching Jack and I. I felt his cum slowly trickle out of my pussy. Jack pulled out of my mouth and took his father's spot behind me. He pulled my ass cheeks open, as if to examine me. Then, he lined his cock up to my asshole.

"Wait, Jack, you know I've never-"

"You said that this pussy was my dad's," he said, cutting me off. "I'm not touching that cheating pussy. Now, take my cock like the slut you are."

He pushed inside me. I cried out in pain. I was so full. He gave me barely a moment to adjust before pulling out, until just his tip rested inside me. It felt strange, different from being fucked in my pussy.

He continued in this way, fucking my ass slow and deep. Slowly, the pain morphed into a strange pleasure. My cries of pain became moans of delight. My pussy throbbed, empty and untouched. I looked over at Scott, and saw that he was stroking his cock.

I reached for my clit, but Jack swatted my hand away. "If you cum, it'll be from my cock in your ass. In fact," he pulled out, making me whine, "if you like it that much, you can fuck yourself on my dick." He laid down on the bed. I turned around and spit on his cock for extra lubrication. I moved to mount him while facing him, but he stopped me.

"I want you to face the door. I want anyone walking by to see what a slut you are." I had forgotten that the door was open. I did as he told me, guiding his cock back inside me. Once he was in me, I began to bounce on his cock. All pain was gone, leaving only pleasure building inside me.

"That's it. You'd do anything to get some dick, wouldn't you, slut?"

"Yes!" I moaned. "I'm just a dirty whore, I need cock."

"Cum for me. Cum from my dick in your ass."

With a strangled cry, I did just that. My body felt weak from pleasure. Jack gave me no respite, he kept fucking into me hard.

Scott walked over and joined us on the bed, between my legs. His cock was rock hard again. He lined himself up with my pussy, and slammed inside. I screamed with pleasure.

"Is that what you needed, slut? You needed two cocks inside you?" Jack asked. They found a rhythm, both filling me at the same time, stretching me to my absolute limit.

"Yes, yes, yes," I moaned incoherently. I could barely support my weight, my arms were going entirely numb. Faster than I thought possible, I was cumming again.

Our moans were a chorus. Another peak was building inside me.

"Cum in me," I begged. "Both of you, please, cum in me!" I fell off the edge into a powerful orgasm. Jack followed soon after, then Scott. Their cum filled me to the brim.

We stayed there for a moment, catching our breath. Scott pulled out first and laid down on the bed. I rolled off and laid down beside Jack. Jack got up and fixed himself back into his pants.

"You can have him," Jack said to Scott, and then he walked out of the room, leaving me with the two men's seed dripping out of my holes.