I lick my lips as he rubs the head of his dick over my mouth like a tube of lip-gloss. The taste of pre-cum is intoxicating to me. I've always liked cum before, but now? I love it.
Simon pushes the head into my mouth, my throat relaxing the moment his dick reaches the back of my oral cavity, making me deep throat him. Even though I try not to, I still gag a little.
“Good girl. Take it all down. You're an excellent cock sucker,” says Simon before shoving harder into my mouth.
With his hands on my hips, Tate pushes all the way into my pussy, unleashing a massive amount of semen into my gripping pussy walls. Waves of warmth flood through me, bringing me into orgasmic bliss.
I can't scream, but my moans vibrate against the shaft of Simon's cock.
When Tate finishes, Finn is quick to slip beneath me, pushing his cock into my cum filled pussy.
Finn doesn't stop. He is ravenous with his thrusts, “Oh fuck. Your pussy is so wet, Alyssa.”
As my entire body fills with 36 inches of cock, Tristan doesn't let my tits go untouched. The warmth of his mouth envelops my puffy nipple, sucking the bud through his teeth.
I am in a euphoric state with all this attention. They don't stop, not for a moment.
I can barely catch my breath from my orgasm when Finn begins pumping my pussy with incredible speed.
Placing a hand on the back of my head, Simon holds my mouth down on his cock. At the end of my throat, I feel the first burst of cum, then waves of thick semen flooding my mouth. I swallow as fast as I can, trying not to spill his cum.
“Argh. Shit. Fuck,” Eason's words are barely coherent as he finishes in my warm mouth.
His cum is sweet and satisfying. I take it all, milking him until I drain him dry.
Tristan moves to the perfect spot to fuck my face. With cum running down my chin, I take his cock into my mouth.
Minutes pass with his balls smacking against my chin, my throat opening back up for the length of his dick.
My pulse is racing like a freight train speeding down the tracks, when Eason forcefully pushes himself balls deep in my ass. Holding himself still, a wrath of cum consumes my ass. He is shooting a massive load of sperm into my gripping asshole.
“Fuck! Yes, baby, take all of my cum!” His voice is raspy as he shoots the last of his seed inside.
Eason falls back, his body covered with sweat. He is worn out and entirely spent.
Finn and Tristan slide out of my body, both walking to the table for a drink of water. While we play, the waitress has brought a picture of ice water. I truly understand then that this is not the first time a woman might have experienced what I have tonight.
I stand back looking at the scene around me. How did all this happen to me? Did I ask for this?
I have come so far in the past few days with my sexual desires. I was once a woman who would have found this repulsive?or was I ever really that woman?
Maybe somewhere deep inside of me, I have always wanted to experience this with men so handsome, it's almost painful to look at them.
I have five men here with me tonight, and each one of them has expressed an intense desire to take me repeatedly. We're far from done, and I'm already thinking about the next time. Is that normal?
My mind comes back to reality when Tristan hands me a glass filled with chilled water, “Here, Alyssa, drink this so you don't pass out.”
I chug the water, and a trickle of the liquid runs down my neck. As hot as my body is, the cold water gives me the chills.
“Thank you for that. I was dehydrated.” I hand back the glass, only to feel a body behind me and hands moving around to massage my swollen breasts. It's Finn.
“Close your eyes, Alyssa. I want you to bend over the arm of the couch and keep those eyes shut. We're going to play a little game. You guess who’s fucking you, and you get to cum. You guess wrong, and you get a little swat on your ass.”
I prickle with chills at Finn’s instructions.
Helping me to lean over the edge of the couch, I am anticipating this little game that they created.
I close my eyes tight, resting my chin on the couch.