Julie was carried into the bedroom by her husband while four of their male friends followed closely behind. The time making-out with each of them had affected her. She was aroused and panting. Her fires burned hot in her loins. While being carried through the house she thought about what was coming and grew even more excited. In the bedroom Frank laid her on the bed then stepped back to join the others in staring down at her. Stretching out, extending her arms and legs, she felt the five sets of eyes on her, felt them crawling over her body, devouring her. Her body quivered with anticipation. Her hard nipples stood swollen and red atop her breasts. Her panties were soaked by the juices leaking from her pussy. Staring back up at the men she read their tension. She watched them start to undress. Her eyes jumped from one bulging crotch to the next, her hips beginning to roll slightly upon the bedspread. She sighed softly when the first cock popped into view.
Moments later she watched as they moved to the bed, moved toward her, their hard cocks pointing out from their bodies.
"What a hot little piece," Jim smiled, his hand covering a tit.
"A slutty lil' goddess," Bill agreed, climbing on the bed to massage her other breast.
Then there were hands all over her. They were on her calves, her thighs, her abdomen. They were in her hair. They were massaging her feet. On the insides of her thighs hands moved closer and closer to her covered sex, making it ache with desire, ache to be touched. Their hands seemed to caress hundreds of sensitive nerve endings everywhere at once, igniting her flesh. Closing her eyes she rolled her head to one side and sighed.
There were comments about how hot she looked, how beautiful she was, how desirable. There were ones calling her a whore, a slut, and a horny little bitch. But no matter the comment's character; sweet or dirty, they all shared two things. They agreed that she was going to be fucked long, hard, and several times through the night. And they stoked the fires burning deep inside her.
Their hands and their words sent electrical sparks jolting from everywhere in her body to everywhere else. She began to slither upon the bedspread, her entire body gyrating with the multiple contacts. Whimpering and moaning she first moved against one hand, then slid against another.
Warm air brushed across a breast seconds before a warm, wet mouth closed over it. Jim sucked on her tit, his tongue swishing over her captured nipple.
"Ohhh," she moaned, arching her back off the bed.
Then a second mouth covered the other nipple, its tongue more forcible. Her body reacted, arching her back more and pushing herself skyward against those suckling mouths and licking tongues. Her head flopped from side to side.
Hands grabbed the sides of her panties and started to pull them down. She wiggled and shifted, working her ass and legs to assist in their removal. Her legs spread themselves wide afterwards. Cool air rushed across her pussy, making the nerves tingle. Delighted gasps came from the men. Her swollen lips glistened with her juices, her pussy wet and hungry looking. Her engorged clit poked out from under its hood, hard and wanting. She did not care how this looked, how it exposed her slutty hunger. Perhaps if she had thought about it she might have, if she had thought about how this might look to the men tomorrow. But she did not think about this and so she did not care.
Her body continued to squirm under the collection of hands and the mouths on her breasts. An orgasm surged into existence within her loins. Her hips gyrated freely, her ass sliding across the bedspread in an attempt to make the hands nearest her sex touch her there. Then the mattress shifted as someone climbed onto it. The feel of random hands on her inner thighs was replaced by the distinct feel of a pair of them being placed where the limbs joined her body.
"You want him to eat your pussy, slut?" Ken asked from somewhere above her. "You want Chuck to eat your pussy?"
"Yesss. Ohhh yes," she sighed, her hips raising her off the bed.
She felt the heat emanating from his face as it hovered near her sex. His breath swirled across her wetness. She whimpered as he held himself back, just inches from her, his breath caressing her again and again.
"Ohhh yes," she mewed. "Yesss."
"She a talker Frank?" Ken asked.
"Oh yes," came her husband's answer.
Ken filled his hand with her hair and turned her face toward him. "Talk to us slut. Tell us you want your pussy eaten."
"Yesss. Ohhh yes," she whimpered. "I want my pussy eaten."
Suddenly Chuck's tongue slammed against her clit. He planted it on top of the swollen nub. Rolled it over and over. Thunderbolts shot through her. Her orgasm raced toward the ledge only to stop short of its release. Her hips snapped, driving her sex at his face. One of her hands worked its way to where she could grab onto the back of his head and push his face into her, her fingers twining into his hair.
"Ohhh yes. Eat my pussy," she cried. "God yes."
Chuck continued rubbing his tongue back and forth over her clit. Then Ken pushed his lips against hers, drove his tongue into her mouth. Suddenly with four separate mouths attached to her, her orgasm worked its way closer to exploding through her. Every inch of her body seemed to be on fire. She humped and slithered upon the bed, pushed herself this way and that, trying to be everywhere at once. She arched her back higher, cramming her tits at the men's mouths. Her hunger became a blazing mass of white heat, scorching her, making her cry and moan.
When Ken pulled his mouth from hers she rolled her head away, looked at the bed's other side. She saw Frank standing there, watching her, watching the men toy with her body. He was smiling and slowly stroking his cock, precum glistening on its head. Her eyes locked onto it and she reflexively licked her lips.
"You want it?" He asked her. "You want my cock in your mouth?"
"Yesss," she sighed, her eyes rising back up to meet his.
Climbing onto the bed he moved toward her. She reached out to his cock, her fingers wrapping around it. She leaned toward it, her tongue slipping past her lips to lick the precum from its head. Her orgasm inched forward to peek over the edge.
"You want us to face-fuck you with our cocks slut," Frank told her, binding his fingers into her hair.
His tone was rough and demeaning, and it added to the passions raging within her. Whimpering, she looked up into his eyes and placed her lips at the tip of his cock. He pushed his hips forward, quickly sliding a couple inches into her mouth. Holding her head in place he began to pump himself in and out, steadily adding more of it until he was jamming the length of his cock into her mouth with each forward thrust, shoving it into her throat. The sensation of it sliding across her lips, brought her orgasm teetering to the brink. She whimpered, hungrily sucking on it with the need filling her body.
"Yea, you nasty little whore," Frank growled. "You cock sucking slut. You like being face-fucked."
His rocking hips grew more demanding with his words. The others were still licking and suckling her other parts while a collection of hands still caressed her flesh. Everything combined to make her orgasm inch closer and closer to the edge until it hung there, precariously dangling over it. It teased her with its nearness, with its promise of explosive pleasure.
"Mmmm," she loudly moaned, wanting it to be freed.
"Oh yea, she's loving it," Ken whistled.
His voice was filled with lust, a lust she imagined was created by watching her slutty display. Suddenly she pictured herself laying there, naked and writhing under the touch of these five men, her mouth being fucked like a pussy. The orgasm's precarious grip on the edge was torn loose. It exploded. Crashed through her.
"Mmmm-mmmm. Mmmm," she groaned, her body snapping with the clenching of her muscles.
A second later she started to convulse, her body jumping and jerking as her nerves and muscles were electrocuted. Her actions caused the mouths to be jerked from her breasts, but they were quickly replaced by hands; hands that kneaded and fingers that tweaked her nipples. Her own hand locked Chuck's head in place, her hips bucking up and grinding herself against his tongue. Her thighs tried to slam shut on his head but the couple sets of hands on them kept her from doing so. Having trouble with her breathing she tried pulling her mouth off Frank's cock, but he kept his hold as well. He did give her some relief by allowing her to keep it from thrusting into her throat using the fingers wrapped around its base. For several minutes her orgasm wracked her body, caused her to twist and writhe.
"Mmmm," she cried over and over.
"Look at the whore," Bill gasped.
"The bitch is loving this," Jim cheered.
As her orgasm began to fade, her hips started to settle back to the bed, and her hand loosened in Chuck's hair. She turned her attention back to sucking Frank's cock, rolling her tongue over it as she did.
"I'm gonna fuckin' cum, bitch," Frank told her. "I'm gonna cum in your mouth."
She knew he was right. She felt his cock stiffening. A second later he froze with his hips thrust forward. His semen began shooting into her mouth. Locking her lips tightly around him she sucked hard as she gulped and swallowed.
"Oh yea, swallow it bitch," he growled. "Swallow my cum like a good little whore."
Chuck slipped from under her grasp to rise up and watch, the loss of attention to her clit causing her to whimper.
"Oh man, it's been forever since a bitch swallowed my load," Ken groaned.While she swallowed the last of Frank's cum then continued to suckle on his cock the bed shifted, some of the men changing positions. Her husband's fingers in her hair slipped away, only to be replaced by someone else's. She was then pulled off his cock and her head was turned to the other side. Looking up she saw Ken kneeling before her, his cock being shoved at her mouth. With a moan she readily wrapped first her fingers then her lips around it.
"Ohhhh God yes," he sighed, his hips jutting forward. "God yes, suck it bitch."
A minute later Chuck leaned back down, his tongue licking up along her pussy to her clit. Two of his fingers pressed at her opening, their tips entering her, caressing the edge. The sensation made her sex quiver. Made it ache to be entered, to be opened and penetrated. Her muscles tightened, her hips rose to shove herself at those fingers. Her hand tried to once again find the back of Chuck's head. But it was grabbed and drawn upward. Near her own head it encountered another rigid shaft and her fingers reflexively wrapped themselves around it, tugging. Peering up from the corner of her eyes she saw Bill kneeling above her, across from Ken. It was his cock she was now jerking-off while his friend face-fucked her with the cock in her other hand. Jim and Frank still knelt beside her, caressing and massaging her breasts. The multiple sensations made her hips jerk as they pressed her pussy at Chuck's fingers, her aching sex wanting more and more to be filled.
"Mmmm-mmmm," she whimpered hungrily.
"I think the slut wants something in her pussy," Jim cheered.
