The Sausage Party
When she gets exactly what she expected
Who doesn’t love sausage? Cass loved all kinds of sausage — thick, long, encased or some combination of the three. To her taste buds, the various pieces of meat mixed together made one delicious ensemble.
Cass loved sausage. She liked the idea of something long and tasty sharing the space between her lips. What she loved even more than that was having three or more sausages sharing the same space at the same time.
Cass loved it so much that she planned a “Sausage Party” at least once a month. She had a cast of beautiful bodies to choose from. They all came with their own brand of sausage.
There was Kelvy, who had a six inch and quite thick sausage. It even came with it’s own hood. Oh, how she loved exciting him until his hood retreated and the fireman’s hat on his sausage appeared.
Then there was Kurt, his sausage was curved and slender. She guessed it was about ten inches. Her gag reflexes always objected when she tried to swallow it whole.
No matter how much she gagged, she kept taking it in. She wasn’t letting any of that sausage go to waste.
Then her favorite, Griff. He had something special, his sausage was like two pounds of beef, wide and thick. When it filled her mouth, it barely left room for anything else.
The other sausages had to fight for room in the warmth and wetness of her mouth, but somehow they made it work.
This month’s sausage party would be really special, she’d take a sausage in every opening she had available. When the guys arrived at her house, she was lubed and ready to go.
Kelvy got the back door, Kurt got the front door and Griff got face time. The sensation of all that friction at the same time took Cass to her favorite place.
She felt her head moving up and down and from side to side as each sausage pleased her.
As she felt herself about to reach her climax, she did what each of them had agreed, to move within her with reckless abandon. As each one pumped with all the energy they had left in their bodies — wailing, sweat, and tears exited her body.
She floated on a cloud of ecstasy as each sausage met her in the clouds and rained down inside her with their milky release.
As they all relaxed, each sausage was placed in her mouth as they rested and slept in perfect peace.
There was no better way to end a sausage party than that.
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