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I closed my eyes, reveling in the touch of their skin against mine. It had been weeks since I’d been touched like this, and my body cried out for relief. But it was clear that my men intended to take this slowly, to make sure I fully experienced every moment.
In spite of the many evenings we had spent in each others’ arms, there was something different about this time. Now there was a promise in their touch, in the press of their lips against mine. For the first time, Jacques was joining us. For the first time, we were all being honest about our true feelings for one another. In the back of my mind, I knew that from this moment on, my life would never be the same.
One by one, they kissed me, hands tangling in my hair, stroking down my side, cupping my breasts. I was hardly aware of which body part belonged to whom; it didn’t seem to matter. Hands dipped between my legs, playing with me until I was wet and ready for them, practically begging for more.
It was Jacques who took me first, slipping into me as if we had been made for each other. The others sat back, murmuring words of encouragement and watching as Jacques pumped into me, eliciting cries of pleasure with every stroke.
On either side of me, Raphael and Isiah each took one of my hands and wrapped them around their cocks, and I stroked them eagerly, keeping up the rhythm Jacques worked against my body.
Étienne’s cock filled my mouth, and I reveled in his gasp of pleasure as my tongue played along the ridge of it. Jacques’ cock drove deep into me, and I came for what I was sure would be the first of many times that night. My cries were muffled by Étienne, who continued to fuck my throat with a steady, sure rhythm.
“That’s it, cum on his cock,” he murmured. “Don’t stop sucking me. I love the way you scream around my cock.” With a low, helpless moan, I came again, pushed over the edge by Étienne’s praise and Jacques’ relentless cock.
With so many bodies, it could have been hectic, confusing, even awkward, but somehow it was none of those things. The men changed positions easily, taking me in turns, flipping my body so Vincent could take me from behind while Alexandre fucked my mouth. The other men stroked my body, praised me for being able to take so many cocks at once. Alexandre gripped a handful of my hair in his fist as he fucked my face hard and fast. I gagged as he came down my throat, spit and cum dribbling down my chin.
I lost track of the number of times I came; I thought I might never stop cumming. They each felt so good inside me, whispering filthy words that drove me wild. Vincent’s hands gripped my hips as he pounded me from behind, Bernard’s hand playing with my clit, drawing out my orgasm as Vincent spilled his seed in my tight, dripping pussy. I moaned as he pulled out of me, and he rewarded me with a stinging slap against my ass.
Jacques pulled me to my knees in front of him, and he, Raphael, and Isiah took turns fucking my face as Bernard fingered me roughly from behind. Raphael and Isiah both came at once, splattering hot cum over my bare tits.
Finally, Jacques pulled me towards him, forcing me to straddle him. Gripping me firmly by the hips, he drove his cock into my pussy, and I rode him hard as he bucked his hips beneath me. I gasped as I felt Étienne move into place behind me, the head of his cock pressing against my entrance, already stretched by Jacques.
“Oh God, yes please,” I sobbed and saw Jacques smile.
“She did say please,” he said, voice slightly strangled.
“That she did,” Étienne said, pressing his cock deeper into my pussy.
I came almost immediately, overwhelmed by the sensation of both of them inside me at once. But they weren’t done with me yet. They moved as one within me, drawing orgasm after orgasm from my dripping, exhausted pussy. I screamed until my throat felt raw. “Please don’t stop. Fuck me harder,” I begged, sobbing.
“You like that?” Étienne panted, driving into me hard. “You like taking both our cocks at once? You like how we stretch you to take us both?”
“Y-yes,” I sobbed again as my body spasmed with another orgasm.
“Fuck,” Jacques ground out, his hips jerking as he came with me, Étienne not far behind him.
I collapsed bonelessly between their bodies, sticky and sated.
“No more,” I gasped. “Please, I can’t take anymore.”
Jacques grinned, giving my already aching nipple a quick tweak. “Don’t worry,” he said. “We have all the time in the world with you now.”
