James is closest and wastes no time slipping off his shorts and tossing them aside. His long cock is already fully erect. He slides his hand over the length of it and my eyes go wide as he steps forward and moves to line himself up with my opening.
I love being taken from behind, but sometimes there’s nothing better than having a front row seat. Caleb’s watching too, and he lets me know by murmuring into my ear. “Your pussy’s such a pretty pink flower, dripping with sweet nectar. So fucking pretty.”
As James starts to fuck me, Caleb asks, “Does that feel good?” He twists and tugs at my nipples as James buries his cock inside my wet pussy again and again.
“So good,” I say. Encouraged by Caleb’s questions, I get more vocal about expressing my pleasure. As James strokes in and out of me, I cry out. When he uses his thumb to press on my clit, I get louder.
Caleb moves his hands from my breasts to my thighs, where he tugs my legs further apart. James pushes in deeper and – “Oh god, oh fuck. Fuck yeah, James, just like that.”
James pumps in and out of me and I come apart, my pussy pulsing on his cock as waves and waves of pleasure pass through me. With my inner walls squeezing him tight, James tenses and moans and joins me in my climax, filling me with his hot seed as my hungry pussy takes everything he has to give.
James pulls out, glistening cock in hand, and leans in to give me a kiss. When he steps back, Caleb spins me around in his arms. “Sorry, X, I can’t wait any longer.”
Caleb unzips his fly, pulls his hard cock out, and without even bothering to take off his pants, he lifts me up and impales me on his erection. I wrap my legs around him and he grabs my ass, moving me on him at a frenzied pace as soon as he’s inside me.
I love the new position. My breasts are pressed against Caleb’s chest, my clit’s getting teased with every bounce, and Caleb carries on kissing me as he fucks me like there is nothing else in the world that has ever mattered to him.
Despite his seeming desperation, he lasts a good long time. When he comes, he holds me tight, our bodies so close it’s like we’re one. He grunts as he finishes deep inside me, kisses me tenderly before he sets me down, and promises, “Next time, I’ll take things nice and slow.”
Talk of a next time has every part of me – body, mind and soul – giddy.
Xavier is behind me, rubbing my shoulders. “You must be tired,” he says.
Though I shake my head, he carries me into the bedroom and lays me down on the bed. Conveniently already naked, he crawls over me and slides his cock inside me, as he supports himself on his forearms.
He doesn’t move at first, but instead just holds himself inside me, letting me feel the fullness of him as he smooths hair from my sweaty brow and gazes into my eyes. “You are a wonder, Olivia.”
All I can do is stare back at him, overwhelmed by all that I’m seeing in his eyes. He starts to move in me, holding eye contact as he quickly brings me to the edge.
“Being inside you is even better than I’d imagined,” he says.
My pussy feels so hot, wet, and swollen. I wonder if the sensations are greater for him since I’ve already had three men inside me tonight.
Xavier slides a hand under me to lift and angle my hips. I groan as he reaches new places deep inside. He grinds into me, engaging my clit with each thrust of his cock, and soon I’m arching on the mattress, grabbing a fistful of sheets as my toes curl in ecstasy.
I’m at the peak of my rapture when Xavier grips my back and moans. His eyes squeeze shut and his face contorts with pleasure as he starts to let go. He comes inside me, his body pressing down on mine with a delicious weight as he loses control.
Several long, blissful moments later, when Xavier kisses me and rolls over to collapse beside me, I realize the other three men had been watching. Samuel and James are already semi-hard and looking ready to go again.
It seems that they all enjoy watching when they’re not actively participating. I never would have imagined any of this, and now I may have trouble ever thinking of anything else.
We do go again, a couple of times, until finally I can’t take any more. As I lie boneless on the bed, my four men surround me, and it occurs to me that if I were to die now, I’d be utterly content and fulfilled.