All characters in this piece of fiction are not real and/or are depictions of real people with personality traits based in fantasy. All characters are over 18 years old.
Later parts of the story contain piss/watersports (non-consumption); free feel to skip past that if that's not your thing.
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She knew their names but didn't always bother to remember them; she loved them for their personalities and lusted for their bodies; she shared herself with each of them individually and all of them at once, and now that she didn't have any current projects going on or anywhere else she had to be, Katherine decided to indulge herself for the July 4th holiday.
She had over a dozen fuckboy studs saved on her phone, and as luck would have it, six of them were in town and readily responsive to her call. She told them where to meet her, to cancel any other plans they had for the rest of the day and evening, and sent them a quick snapshot of what was in store for them: a skimpy teal bikini that left little to the imagination and held the promise of being pulled off as soon as the men got there.
The sun was high in the clear blue sky and the heat was already sultry by the time Kat arrived at the beach, a secluded area of it where she had had photoshoots before and thus was knowledgeable of how private it was. She was not the first one there; indeed, four of the guys had shown up before her and were already chatting and joking amongst themselves, not bothered by the others' presence. And why would they be? They all knew Kat very well, knew how giving and generous she was to each of them, and knew that she also believed in sharing. Perhaps with any other woman they would have been more reluctant or even balked at the invitation, but Katherine was something else, something...special.
Kat had pulled off her outerwear as soon as she had parked, and now as she called out for the men's attention, they all looked over to see a vision of arousing beauty striding across the sand towards them wearing nothing but her bikini, flip-flops, and sunglasses, her blonde hair blowing in the light breeze coming off the ocean. It wasn't just her attire or her natural beauty, but the way she carried herself: confident and self-assured in her body, her femininity, and her sexuality. Kat didn't put out an overt image of eroticism in her public image (though she certainly teased it a lot, and enjoyed doing so), but that didn't take away from the fact that she was a fully-grown woman with needs and desires like any other. Her busy career and lifestyle often kept her from being able to pursue these wants as regularly as she would have liked, so when opportunity came to do so (like today), she put everything on display and more.
Kat reached them and greeted the men collectively, then giving each of them a full-body hug and a deep passion-filled tongue kiss, pressing her ample tits into their chests as she did so. The fun had already started, it seemed, with Kat not bothering to wait for the remaining two men to arrive. As she released each man from her lustful embrace, she pulled at their T-shirts, jeans, and shorts, helping them start to undress. Kat's stable had a collection of men with different attributes and qualities she found attractive in their own way, and today she was graced with some of the more toned, athletic-bodied studs who were well-equipped between their legs to suit her needs. By the time she pulled back from her fourth man, the first two had discarded the last of their clothing and stood buck-naked in front of her, allowing Kat to ogle their fine physical forms.
Pausing briefly to unfold the beach towel one of the men had brought at her request, Kat knelt in the middle of it, her four nude studs surrounding her. She lifted her sunglasses to her forehead so that they could see the wanton look in her sparkling green eyes before beckoning them forward. There were two men in front of her, side by side, with another man on her left and on her right, and in her position she was eye-level with their cocks, with variations of healthy thickness and length between them. Kat wrapped a delicate hand around the cocks on either side of her and began to stroke them with practiced ease; at the same time, she leaned forward and captured one of the dicks in front of her within her invitingly warm mouth, sucking on him with an experienced attitude that matched her self-possession.
The guys being handled by Kat were already groaning with pleasure; the skill of her touch coupled with the passionate enthusiasm she gave to each of them, even in the midst of sharing her with others, greatly enhanced their enjoyment of the developing blowbang. Not wanting to feel neglected, the other stud not currently being sucked off by Kat was rubbing his shaft against her soft skin, running the glans all over her cheek and across her nose, even sliding it on her forehead and brushing against the tips of her hair. Kat didn't mind this treatment; in fact, she welcomed it, seeing it as an appreciative (and lewd) gesture to her beauty and grace. It also helped her keep in mind how much attention she was giving out, as after a few more moments she released the cock in her mouth with a wet slurp, gave it a light kiss on the head, and then took in the other waiting dick, giving it a more forceful suck in appreciation for his patience as she met his gaze.