I was alone in my hotel room. Ten floors below, the city buzzed as night began to take over from day. Neon lights were coming on, restaurants and bars were filling.
I sat, wearing just a black silk negligee, at the end of the bed, glancing around the room, my heart pounding. A long-desired fantasy, planned with my husband Brian, was just minutes away. I was trembling. How would it go? Was it too late to back out?
I had been married to Brian for five years. We had met in college and fell in love almost instantly. And though they say the spark goes out of a marriage in the first few years, that hadn’t happened with us. Our sex was still amazing, and we were open with each other about what turned us on, so open that one day I confessed my desire to be treated like a hot wife, to be fucked by a group.
Brian didn’t recoil in horror, in fact he smiled.
That conversation, late one night, had been about three months previously. And now, after quietly making the arrangements, Brian had set it up for me. He said that if we were going to make a fantasy come true, we should do it properly. We talked about the rules, about how it would go, and about how I didn’t want a hand-picked group of models. I wanted it to be real, to be raw.
And now here I was.
Suddenly, I heard voices in the corridor.
The door handle turned and the door opened slowly. Brian walked in, followed by a group of men in suits. Brian gave me a little reassuring smile, and then withdrew, closing the door.
I scanned the faces as they shuffled around the room. There were eight. They spoke to one another in a language that could have been Russian. Some were athletic, two of them were attractive, but that hardly mattered. I felt my body begin to tingle.
Before I could speak, one of them came over and ran his hand through my hair. Then he arched my head back and kissed me, hard. His lips were unfamiliar, his cologne strange.
I felt more hands on my knees, parting my legs and exposing my nakedness. I gave out an involuntary moan as hands began to cover me, squeezing at my breasts, pulling my hair. Their conversation stilled as they hurried to strip naked.
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I TASTED HIS JUICE..
The first man who had kissed me still wore his trousers. I leaned forwards, unbuckling his bet and as his trousers dropped, his cock was released. I gasped a little at how big it was. My mouth opened instinctively and I ran my tongue over the swollen head, tasting his sweet pre-cum.
I could sense the others crowding round, jostling, naked. I barely had chance to wrap my lips around the first man’s cock before another was pressing his swollen manhood against my face. I slipped off the bed, onto my knees, and began to take each of them into my mouth one at a time, hands guiding my head as I took cock after cock, gobbling at it hard, before another was slapped on my lips.
Suddenly someone took my arm and pushed me over the bed, onto all fours. I heard spitting, then a hand cupped my pussy, followed by two fingers inside me. I was already wet with desire and when I felt the first cock press against me I gasped, gripping the bed sheets. I turned my head to see who was fucking me, but someone grabbed my hair and at the same time another cock was pressed against my lips. Eagerly, I opened my mouth, and soon I was being fucked in sync.
The man behind me stepped back and pulled out but the emptiness was soon replaced by another cock. This was longer and wider and my pussy immediately felt sore and stretched but my body gradually opened to accept him. All around me were stroking their cocks, waiting for a hole. They took it in turns, fucking me in the mouth, in the pussy, until they all began to blur into one and I lost track of how many times I had been fucked. was now inside her, unable to see their faces — differences in cock size, shape and rhythm were her only way of distinguishing the moment it was someone new.
I was helpless, pinned into position, my hips raised and offered to them all. All I could hear was grunting, all I could feel was waves of pleasure and soreness rippling through me.
Suddenly someone grabbed my head. A thick jet of warm cum splashed across my cheek. Another hit my lips and more across my nose. I was too shocked to react but the others seemed to take this as a cue. One pushed his cock against my lips and I opened my mouth. I felt it throb inside, as warm cum hit the back of my mouth. He gripped my head, forcing his cock in, making me gag as his cum flowed straight into my throat. As he slid out, his cum mingled with my saliva.
Another cock, bigger than the rest, was pushed into my pussy. I gasped as he fucked me hard, not holding back, gripping my hips. The cum on my face trickled into my mouth but I didn’t care as I shook at each thrust until he groaned and I felt his warm seed release in me.
I felt his cock pulled out, but another soon replaced it, pushing the other man’s cum back inside me. Helpless, I looked up to see two others with their cocks hard, climb onto the bed. They were stroking their cocks furiously and then, with loud gasps, they both came at the same time, spraying their cum all over my face, slathering my cheeks, my hair in their cum.
Suddenly, I was turned over, my body rolling on the sheets, looking up at the faces of the strangers clustered around me. One of them eased my legs open and put three fingers straight into me. Their hands covered me, fondling, caressing my breasts, my legs, my leaking pussy. I closed my eyes, looking into the shadows as the peculiar feeling of so many hands overwhelmed me.
I had to bite my lower lip, tasting the saltiness of sweat and semen as the first uncontrollable moans of pleasure left me. I could feel the ecstasy growing inside me, the tingles radiating from my clit as the fingers worked at me. The unstoppable teasing of my G-spot was making my body shake and tremble. I caught my breath, then tensed as a huge wave of pleasure took me, and I screamed as my body convulsed uncontrollably with my first wave of orgasm.
Their hands stroked me as the aftershocks trembled through my writhing body. The warmth of orgasms eased through me as I lay there, gasping.
I lay back, warm cum, dripping from my pussy onto the bed, my face caked in their drying cum, the scent of it mixed with sweat and cologne on my body. I ran the back of my arm across my face, smearing the mess across my skin, amazed at how much of it was covering my body.
Their eyes were on me, the silence broken only with some murmurs of conversation as they started to gather their clothes. I lay back on the bed, still breathing heavily, trying to process the stream of wild thoughts and images that were still flooding my senses.
One by one, they began to shuffle out of the room, nodding, smiling or saying something in Russian to me as they left. Soon I was alone. I sat up on the bed, dizzy and lost in the same hotel room that Brian and I had walked into just three hours before. The duvet was ruffled and slick with wet under my sticky body. I could hear the city way below me, the night life in full swing.
I heard footsteps in the corridor outside and the handle of the door was turned. There was Brian. I felt instant warmth wash through me as I saw him. He smiled, taking in my wrecked body, and then he spoke, that warm, reassuring voice.
“Did you have fun?”
I couldn’t speak at first, I just nodded, smiling like a giddy fool.
“Yes, oh yes, thank you darling, it was incredible.”
There was so much I wanted to tell him, so much I was still trying to process. But first, I really really needed a shower.
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