I've met Peter about six months ago. I was 19 at the time. He was 38.
Something about him drew me in. He was direct and firm. It made me go crazy.
I've never enjoyed sex this much but at the same time, I felt like a slut afterwards.
It didn't end with one hookup.
I called him if we could meet again, and that's how it started.
''Yeah, sure. Me too. Okay, bye.'' He hung up.
''Seriously, you're still seeing the guy?'' My friend Barbra asked me.
''Oh come on. It's been six months. Why can't you be happy for me, Barb?''
''Because there's no future in this relationship. It's just you getting attached to someone who doesn't care for you as much as you think. Plus, he's old.''
''He's not. He's 38.''
''Yeah, exactly. That's an 18-year gap. He could be your father.''
''Calm down Freud. You're just jealous.'' I grinned
''Whatever, I just don't want you to get hurt, Em.''
''Don't worry about me. Anyway, I have to go.''
''Okay, say hi to Daddy for me.'' She said with a smirk.
I gave her an angry look that changed into a grin.
I have to admit I sometimes thought about the age difference. He really could be my father. I mean, he was only two years older. But Peter was nothing like him.
I met Peter in his hotel. In the beginning, we met only there before he brought me to his apartment.
The hotel had a bar in the basement, and Peter said he's got a surprise for me there.
I was nervous. Every time Peter was mysterious about something, it made me nervous.
When I arrived, Peter was at the reception.
''Hey.'' I said.
''Hi, baby.'' He said and kissed me. His hand caressed my clit through the pants.
I nervously looked around. There were four people: two hotel employees who probably knew about us and two strangers.
They all saw what Peter did. Not like he tried to do it discreetly.
''I have your room ready for you. So you can get ready. I'll be waiting downstairs.''
''Okay. Can't wait for the surprise.'' I giggled.
''Oh, you're not the only one. You'll be blown away.''
I giggled again and went upstairs.
I took a shower and put my sexy lingerie on. I bought it a couple of days ago, and this was just the perfect occasion to put it on.
Then, I got dressed and headed downstairs.
I met Robbie, the guy who worked at the reception on the stairs.
''Hey, Emily. I was just on my way to get you.''
''You? Did Pete?''
''Yeah, he told me to get you. Come on, they're waiting.''
''They?'' I thought. ''What does this mean? Did Pete invite someone else? Is the surprise a threesome?''
Suddenly, I got wet. Weter than before and more nervous. But it was the good nervousness. It was the thrill.
Robbie walked me to the stairs to the bar.
''Just go down the stairs.''
I swallowed and stepped down the first step.
It was a big room. There was a stage in the middle and several tables around the room.
Peter was sitting at the bar. He was already naked.
I walked to him.
He looked over his shoulder, finished his drink, and then turned around.
''You're still dressed?''
''Well... I can't just walk naked around here.''
''Why?''
''Cause somebody might see me.''
''Robbie, for example? Yeah, he wouldn't care.'' He grinned and then stood up.
''So, the surprise. Robbie kinda blew it. Where's your friend?''
''Friend?'' He said as he undressed me.
What did he mean by that? He said it like it was an understatement.
I felt something on my neck. Peter was putting a collar around my neck.
Leather collar wrapped around my neck. It was tight. I noticed there was a little chain strapped to it.
''Kneel.'' Peter said.
I obeyed. My heart was beating.
He was looking down on me, holding me on the chain.
''Good girl,'' Peter said. ''Now come.''
I felt the chain pull. I put out my hands to stop myself from falling. Peter pulled again.
I had no other choice than to crawl on all four.
He walked me to the door on the left of the bar.
He opened them, and we entered.
I was awestruck.
There were six naked men in the room.
Six naked men Peters age with huge, hard, and throbbing cocks.
I was taken aback, stunned, shocked. Yet I kept crawling. Even though Peter wasn't pulling the chain anymore. I was moving on my own now.
''Gentlemen, this is Emily. Come on stand up so they can look at you.''
I stood up. Shy. Peter undone the chain but left the collar.
I was looking around nervously. There were six men, seven counting Peter. Seven naked men. They were all hard. Some of them were stroking their huge cocks to maintain their erection.
I got a round of cheers.
Peter started introducing us.
''This is John,'' he pointed to the men, standing closest to me.
John was tall and muscular. His cock was at least twenty centimeters. He was slowly stroking it while looking at me.
''This is Max,'' Peter pointed to the man sitting on the table. He was smaller, both height and length but he was extra veiny.
''That's Jacob,'' Peter pointed to the guy that was behind the bar. Jacob was much more muscular than the other guys. While John was in shape, with perfectly outlined abs, Jacob was ripped. Big shoulders and hands. I was pretty sure he could lift me with one hand. Although I couldn't see if his cock was also this ripped.
''That guy,'' Peter pointed to the man sitting in the armchair. ''Is Michael.''
Michael wasn't exactly muscular. He was big, yes, but not muscular. He wasn't exactly fat, just big. His cock wasn't the longest but his girth was exceptional. He looked to be the oldest.
''That's Zach,'' Peter said standing next to another guy. He looked a bit Latino and he was circumcised.
''And finally Justin.'' Justin was sitting on the couch, legs on the table. He wasn't exactly the longest or girthiest but his shape was perfect. He also looked the youngest.
John walked to me and kissed me on my neck. He started undoing my lace bra.
I got another round of cheers when my c cup firm titties were revealed.
''Damn,'' John exclaimed when he grabbed them.
He sucked on my nipples and held and squeezed my tits.
He gave them a look of appreciation.
One hand on my hip and the other on my shoulder, he forced me to my knees.
''That's a good slut.'' He said while caressing my cheek.
When I was on my knees I saw the other guys coming. Suddenly they surrounded me.
Seven men. Their huge cocks in my face. Just now I completely realized it.
I was about to be gangbanged.
I opened my mouth and the first cock entered. Just a couple of centimeters to start. I licked the shaft and the head.
Then another cock entered.
I went around the group and got familiar with the cocks.
John grabbed my head and went all the way. I felt his cock touch the back of my throat.
I tried my best not to gag.
John pulled out.
''Not bad. You've done well, Pete.''
I turned to the left. I could tell Max was fucking my throat. My tongue could feel his veins.
He gave me a good throat fuck.
Then there was Justin.
Maybe he was a bit shy because he didn't fuck my throat aggressively. He did it much more gently and slowly than the others.
Zach fucked my throat while Max and Michael stood next to me and put my hands on their cocks.
I stroked them as I tried not to gag.
Then Peter took my throat. He started slowly and gently but picked up his pace. His cock was the best. It wasn't the longest or the girthiest but it was perfect.
When he was done with me, he helped me to my feet and Jacob picked me up. He put me on the table. My head hung down from the table and a cock immediately entered my mouth.
Somebody ripped lace panties. I wanted to object. Shout at them. ''Do you know how expensive that was?'' But I was pinned down with a cock in my mouth.
I was used and I loved it.
Somebody dug their tongue in my pussy.
Another two cocks appeared in my hands. I tried to focus on stroking them.
Somebody started playing with my nipples. Licking them, pinching them.
I felt the sensation through my whole body.
I came for the first time. My orgasm caused me to gag, and John pulled out of my mouth.
I lifted my head and saw Michael playing with my nipples and Justin's head between my thighs.
Zach's and Jacob's cocks were still in my hands.
They helped me down from the table and to my knees.
Suddenly I was surrounded by cocks again.
They were taking turns on my mouth. Slapping me with their cocks.
John was fucking my throat. Then Jacob. Then Justin. He was now much more aggressive. He held me on his cock until I gagged.
Zach helped me to my feet and back on the table. John was lying there. I climbed on him and he slowly entered my pussy.
It was so wet by this time and the squirts were echoing through the room.
Zach's pace quickened and he was now pounding my pussy.
I noticed John standing on the table. His feet were at Zach's head. I looked up and his cock met with my eyes.
I opened my mouth and he entered. It didn't take long and he was choking me with his cock.
Max joined in and started playing with my boobs.
Then he took turns with John.
Then he got down and only me and Zach were on the table.
He stopped and pulled out.
I climbed down but there was Peter. He turned me around and bent me over the table. His cock entered my pussy. He started slowly as was our custom and quickened once he got comfortable inside.
The table was moving as he was ramming his cock into me.
He took turns with Michael.
I came again.
They lifted me and I got on my four on the ground again. Justin was there. I grabbed his cock and started stroking his shaft as I licked the head.
Somebody entered from behind. Jacob.
His muscular hands grabbed my hips and he started.
He was the strongest and his thrusts were brutal. He was absolutely destroying my pussy.
One of his thrusts was so hard I couldn't hold myself up on my hands and fell down on Justin's cock. All the way. I almost choked on it.
Justin looked up and grasped his chance. He grabbed my head and held it down. I couldn't move my arms. I couldn't lift myself up.
My eyes were filling with tears as I was choking on Justin's cock.
Jacob wasn't giving me a moment and he kept pounding my pussy.
Justin finally let my head go and I could scramble myself up.
Not that it was easy while Jacob was still ramming his cock in my pussy.
However, he suddenly pulled out. I wondered what happened.
I realized when he turned me around and sprayed my chest with his warm jizz.
They made me lick it.
