I panted and whimpered as I was being groped. At last my need to be touched and caressed was being fulfilled.
Wriggling in my bonds I was deliriously happy as fingers delved into my soaking pussy making my body jump with passion. My nipples were pinched, pulled and then suckled making me moan delightedly. For two days I had waned this. Hours of balked lust was finally being unleashed and I felt an orgasm roaring to life from the bottom of my feet to the top of my scalp. My body tingled and strained toward total release.
Fingers rubbed my burning clit and drove in and out of my clenching core while my breasts were both ravished by mouth and hand. One of them kissed me and my brain ignited with electric fire.
My orgasm was wracking physical torment and rapturous bliss wrapped in the sordid knowledge of how inappropriate all this was.
Guard One was kissing me, both nipples were being suckled and then Guard One’s fingers left my pussy but before I could protest or my orgasm abate a mouth was licking my clit. I would have screamed if a tongue wasn’t exploring my mouth. I shuddered from head to toe as my body tried and failed to comprehend all the ways it felt good.
For a brief eternity all I knew was the insistent licking of mouths on my body and hands holding me, groping me and kneading my flesh. I had never known a body could feel that good. It was almost impossible to breathe I was climaxing so hard. I felt like I was suffocating but the pleasure was so vast, so complete that I didn’t care if I lived or died.
Then the man kissing me retreated for a moment and I was able to take deep, hoarse breaths even as the pleasurable assault continued. In the brief pockets of time when my body wasn’t in the throws of orgasm I was able to see that Guard Two and The Weasel were were groping and suckling my breasts while the King devoured my pussy wonderfully.
I couldn’t believe it was my body being worshipped so enthusiastically and by men who had known me so long. It was a sordid incitement to my lust that these men had never thought of me a sexual being before now. We were all discovering who I was as a sexual being together.
The slippery, invasive wriggle of the King’s tongue on my most intimate place was a squirmy, sordid feeling that revealed a debauched part of myself that delighted in being depraved. I had never known I could feel so good by being so slutty. I thought it would make me ashamed but I felt empowered.
As I was indulging in my shamelessness I realized the Weasel and Guard One had stepped away and stripped. Now they too were naked, hard cocks thrusting out from firm, flat bellies. Climbing back onto the bed the Weasel knelt over my head facing my feet. Inching forward he brought his erection right over my face his testicles brushing my forehead.
The Weasel began to press his knob past my lips feeding me his manhood. Craning my neck I positioned my head so I could accept the tip of his cock into my mouth. Reaching for him with my tongue I pulled his cock in and began to accept the hot manhood as far into my face as I could, my view covered by his balls.
Another orgasm was wrung from me as my mouth was wonderfully filled. I began to indulge my basest desires by suckling the hard cock in my mouth. As my drool coated him and the hot throbbing prick grew slippery I explored him with my greedy tongue thrilled to do to his knob what the King was doing to my pussy.
As I was filled with the bliss of yet another climax I slobbered over the delicious penis in my mouth.
Something about having my mouth full of hard manhood made my climax so much sweeter. The sordid press of his balls onto my skin as he moved in and out of my suckling mouth added to the thrill.
Then I felt another erection, this one pressed to my palm. My hand was tied to the bed but I was able to wrap my fingers most of the way around the offered shaft and start stroking up and down. Enjoying the way the silky smooth skin moved over the underlying hardness I was thrilled to pleasure two cocks at once like the little slut I was fast becoming.
Trying to focus on sucking the Weasel’s cock while stroking the Guard was like rubbing my belly and patting my head at the same time but I had been trained in martial arts and dance, I was used to doing different things with my limbs at different times.
What made it more difficult was the attention the rest of my body was getting.
I decided to focus on sucking cock and let the others use my body as they saw fit.
I opened my mouth wide using my tongue to caress the thick pole moving steadily in and out of my face. The hot smoothness slipping across my lips and tongue felt wonderful. The spongy knob bumped the roof of my mouth and the back of my throat and I loved the way I felt so full of him.
As the wonderful moments of my defilement continued the men took turns shifted around, removing their clothes and rejoining the group.
The Guards both ended up with their cocks in my two hands. The Weasel shuffled around, never taking his cock from my mouth completely and eventually he was facing the head of the bed fucking my face from above.
The King also stripped and he climbed between my legs. At first I felt him shifting my hips and spreading my legs as wide as they would go. I was suckling the Weasel’s balls at that moment, I remember when I was distracted by my pussy being stretched open. Abruptly aware that I was being fucked I held still as the King filled my creaming cunt with his huge cock.
Even as I registered how amazing it felt my body clenched in the most powerful climax yet.
That’s when things start getting really fuzzy in my mind.
I was cumming so hard I went way inside. My pussy was stretched wider and then deeper than ever in my life. When the King began to thrust in and out I was lost in a limbo of pleasure and overwhelming sensation.
As I climaxed the men continued to use my body, prolonging my delirium.
I wish I could have been more aware of everything but it was such a blur of pleasure that I could hardly say in what order things happened. I was awash in sensations and at any given moment my attention would be pulled to a man repositioning himself or me. Suddenly I would realize that I was forgetting to stroke this cock or that I was just laying with my mouth open not licking the Weasel. When I noticed I would immediately begin sucking or stroking whichever lovely erection needed my attention but in a moment I would forget to spread my legs and the King would have to spread me wider to shove himself deeper and I would forget to stroke the other cock as my body detonated in another astonishing orgasm.
When my climaxes robbed me of my faculties I would forget to do anything other than cum but the men would simply use me while I drifted off into a blissful stupor.
It may have been two minutes or twenty but I loved every second of it as the men took their pleasure from my willing but debilitated body. What brought me out of my trance-like fugue was the Weasel. With his knob still in my mouth my feeble licks wet and distracted he began to stroke himself. Faster and faster he masturbated into my mouth and I realized he was about to cum.