The music was thumping and so was my head from having way too many shots.
I left the bathroom door open which allowed light to spill out into the dark, quiet hall of the second floor. It was quite the contrast from the lively masquerade on the first floor.
I readjusted my tits so they sat perky and round in my silver strapless dress. The dress was Karlees, but she thought it looked better on me.
I felt wonderful, my inhibitions lowered tremendously making my body feel like jello and my brain slow. I stepped out into the quiet hallway and my phone buzzed in my hand. I stopped to look at what it could be. It was a message from my best friend, Krista-- a long one. My eyes could not focus for very long.
Suddenly, I felt a hand on my mouth and an arm grabbing me from behind. I yelped and my heart seemed to skip a beat.
I was being pulled into the darkened game room. Light from the bay window painted a glow on the pool table which I was thrown onto. The surface was scratchy on my bare shoulders.
Nick's face became illuminated in the moonlight. A drunken smirk played on his beautiful face. My heart rate settled as I realized it was him.
It had been a few days since we last fucked or I fucked with his twin brother, John. I tried not to show my preference for their father Erick, but I was afraid it was obvious.
Truly, being here for a month already had turned me into a bigger sex fiend than I could have ever imagined. Sex with Karlee and Erick pushes me to my limits and it's exciting.
I've tried to make this a family affair with all 4 of them, but they have declined. Maybe it would be too much for me but honestly, I wouldn't mind being broken more.
Nick pulled up my dress and pulled me by my legs to the edge of the table. He moved my black thong over and his hand cupped my pussy. I could feel her getting wet as he licked his lips. He looked so hot in his button-up and tie. He moved his hair from his eyes as he put his head between my thighs and began sucking my clit.
The sensations were intense. In my drunken state, I was only focused on feelings and nothing else. I gave into everything and Nick loved that.
He began to finger my hole with 3 fingers. My pussy was already so sloppy from excitement. I couldn't stop being loud, even when Nick covered my mouth and slapped my face.
I pulled my dress down to free my tits and began to play with my nipples to add extra layers of sensations. Nick pulled his fingers out and pulled his pants down. His cock was at full attention and a wet spot was visible on his silk boxers.
I wanted to taste myself so I pulled him by his tie on top of me, crushing me with his lips. He tasted like rum and my juices. I feverishly kissed and bit at his face as my hands desperately pulled at his shirt and unbuttoned it as much as I could. I finally was able to pull the shirt off while leaving the tie on. Hot.
"God you're so fucking hot," he breathed at me while sliding his cock into my pulsing wet hole. It felt so good I thought I could cum right there.
I pulled his hair as he bared into me, pushing every inch of him inside me. I moaned and gasped desperately, not caring the felt was scratchy on my back.
He pulled me down on him, my legs wrapping around his waist so he was holding me up while I was still sitting on his penis. He thrust and bit at my neck making me yip.
He walked backward to the leather couch and sat down. This motion drove him deeper into me making my eyes roll back in my head. I bounced on him wildly, his dick going in and out of me with wet, squishing sounds. I began grinding on him, pushing his cock as far as it could go.
He tossed me off onto the couch beside him and quickly turned me over on my knees. With no hesitation, he plunged back into me with force. My moans kept getting louder but I didn't care. Surely the music was too loud for anyone to hear.
I felt his fingers playing around my asshole before pushing one, then two, fingers inside me.
I began to rub my clit and immediately felt an orgasm building inside of me. I began desperately riding his dick as he was thrusting both holes. My juices began flowing, hot and sticky. I felt the orgasm swell to the point I wanted to scream.
With a large thrust I felt the release, the flood of cunt juice ran down Nick's balls. My legs began to shake as he kept thrusting.
After the orgasm began to subside, Nick pulled out and turned around. I sat up and looked as well. I was alarmed when I saw 3 people standing in the doorway.
John stepped into the room. A shorter male and a slightly taller male followed.
"You didn't lie when you said you had a slut for use," the short one said in a British accent. He had stepped closer so his features came into view. He was wearing a grey suit and red loafers, his oval face was soft and glasses framed his brown eyes. His hair was a little shorter than the twins and spiked. He looked like a magazine cover advertisement.
For some reason I immediately became embarrassed. Even in my drunken state, I felt too exposed.
"How do you feel about sharing?" The other guy chimed in. His voice was deep and husky. He wore a polo over basic khakis. His shirt was tight to his frame. He was built bigger than the twins and the other guy, his arms were huge. He had a bit of a red beard that suited his face shape. It traveled up to his sideburns and his red hair was undercut with a slicked-back medium length. He looked like a hipster lumberjack- which I was highly attracted to.
John came up to me and lifted my face in his hand. My hair was already messy and I could tell my makeup was on the run. "You don't mind letting my boys have fun, do you,? " he said sweetly.
I wasn't sure what to say. John was pimping me out right now. I don't know these men. Do I need boundaries? They were hot but does that mean I need to give in to every fantasy? I felt hesitant.
"Of course, you don't close the door," John said abruptly, no longer waiting for my consent.
