Sally's Awakening by CathySemenov2,CathySemenov2

Ted, Tom, and Dick gathered around us watching me riding Harry. They all had their cocks out and were stroking them. Dick moved in front of me and guided my mouth onto his cock. He dug his hands into my hair, pulling out my ponytail, and started doing to my mouth what Harry was doing in my pussy.

I grabbed his ass to control his mouth fucking as much as possible. The tip of his cock kept banging into the back of my throat making me gag. I licked and sucked on his shaft. Someone sucked my left tit into their mouth. The tension in my pussy exploded. Another hand grabbed my right tit. I began spasming and moaning.

This was all it took for Dick and Harry to join me in orgasm. Harry’s cock swelled and pulsed in my pussy as Dick’s shot streamers down my throat. I had never had to choose between spitting and swallowing and didn’t have the chance now. Dick’s load slid down my throat without a second thought as I clenched Harry’s cock with my pussy. This time my groans were muffled by the cock in my throat.

I sat back as Harry’s cock went soft and tried to catch my breath. I was trembling from the orgasm that hadn’t quite stopped. Strong arms picked me up and sat me on Tom’s lap. His cock slipped into me with no resistance. I felt shattered by now and just held on to him while he fucked me.

“Ah…. Ah… Ah… Ah…” I moaned as each stroke hit my sensitive spots. I sank my teeth into his neck as the peak grew and I didn’t think I could take any more. “Oh gawd, oh gawd…”

The strokes came faster and Tom heaved his cock into me as far and as deep as he could go while he pumped streamers of cum into the condom. When I could calm down I released the skin of his neck. I tasted sweat and blood. I looked down at the red oval with teeth marks imprinted.

“I hope you don’t have a wife to explain that too,” I said as I stood up. “I didn’t mean to leave a mark.”

“Don’t worry about it,” Ted said. “We’ll just say he was hit by a hockey stick. It happens.”

The other guys groaned.

I stood and straightened my clothes. Ted handed me a roll of cash. I didn’t count it to see how much, I just stuffed it in my apron and kissed each one thank you. “I need to take a break, guys.”

I said I was shattered before? I’d just had six men, and the guys at Rob’s table were waving money my way. My legs had gone rubbery and the juices I’d been drizzling for the last several hours had dried crusty on my legs and were still wet in my pussy. I smelled like a fish market.

Wet paper towels, hand soap and plenty of hot water freshened me up. My tube top was stained from drool and cum. I brushed at the cum in my hair. Tears welled up in my eyes. What had I let myself become? Would it have been any better to not have enjoyed it? Dave said he liked to share me for money. Would he feel the same way when I went home to him tonight and told him everything that had happened?

And Rob still wanted another turn at my body.

Feeling fresher I return to the club room. I stopped at Margie’s desk. “When can we tip out? I’m shattered.”

“Not until two. About another half hour.” Margie looked at my book. “You don’t have to service anymore clients if you don’t want to. It’s your first night and all.”

“I’ve never had so much sex in one night.” I put my head down for a moment. “Or orgasms.”

Margie leered at me. “We could tell. Just go wait tables.”

Ted and his friends called for more shots and beer. I brought another pitcher to Rob’s table. A couple of the boys were clamoring for my attention but Rob held his hand up and pulled me to his lap.

“Look, I’m shattered. I’m not sure I can do it again,” I whispered as he pulled me in for a kiss and snuggle. His cock was rigid in his pants and I was ready again, despite what I said about being worn out.

“I want you to give Roger a dance.”

I looked over my shoulder at a blond haired kid who looked like someone had stolen his corn flakes. “What’s is problem? Wouldn’t any of the other girls pay attention to him?”

Rob thumbed my nipples through the thin material of my tube top. My pussy opened to him even though his cock was restrained by his trousers.

“He’s shy and wouldn’t ask for anything. Just go over to him and give him a lap dance. I’ll make sure you get paid no matter what happens.”

I sighed. “OK.”

Roger was studiously looking away from Rob and I, probably because my ass was hanging out in the breeze. I shook my head. I could do this. We needed the money.

“Hi, Roger,” I said as I straddled his lap. I rubbed my wet slit against the solid tent pole in his pants. It was going to leave a mark.

Roger, looked up at me, his eyes wide, as I pulled off the tube top and put his hands on my breasts. “Handle them gently,” I whispered in his ear. “I like you teasing my nipples.”

Then I stuck my tongue in his ear.

You’d have thought I electrocuted him the way he spasmed. He tweaked my nipples almost painfully hard and my pussy started quivering. I kissed him. He didn’t respond at first as I probed with my tongue. Finally he opened his mouth and our tongues began to dance. His hands drifted from my breasts to under my skirt. I started rubbing myself on him. He strained against my pussy and dug his fingers into my ass.

“Do you want me to…?” I reached between and started to undo his belt.

I sat back and peeled his jeans and underwear down. As soon as his cock popped free, he erupted in a fountain of cum. Roger groaned and stared at the cum dripping between my breasts.

“Do you always have this problem?” I asked as I slipped off of his lap. “Guess we need to reload.”

I sucked his cock into my mouth, and he immediately began to quiver back to life. I gave him a few solid licks and Roger started to squirm and strain.

“Are you ready to cum again, already?”

He nodded. “I can’t help it.”

Then he started squirting again. The first shot caught me in the face, the next three splashed on my chest and legs. I used the already stained tube top to wipe my face while the boy flamed in embarrassment.

“I’m sorry, ” he groaned.

“Is this why you didn’t ask one of the other girls?”

“Yes,” he nodded while he stared at my breasts. One hand reached to caress my nipple. His cock started to quiver back to life.

“So, you never actually had sex?”

“No. The girls get disgusted with me and don’t want to bother.”

“Well, let’s try it with a condom and see if that doesn’t help.” I dug one out of my apron, opened it and slid it over his not quite erect cock. It flicked a couple of times but looked like he was still recovering. I straddled him again and fit his almost rigid tool in my pussy. He was hard as a pipe when I seated myself all the way down. “How are you doing?”

Roger’s eyes were rolling back in his head. “Oh My GAWWD. This feels so good.”

He was already swelling inside me. I gave him one slow stroke, and then another. He arched under me and shot rope after rope into the condom.

I sat still, my own pussy vibrating and eager for another climax. I didn’t need him to give me one, but it would be nice. As I sat there thinking about how nice a big O would be, his cock had regained its rigidity having not shrunk much at all. I rocked back and forth on his dick, trying to stimulate myself and not him. Within a few strokes I began to quiver and cum. After all the sex I’d had this night I’d developed a hair trigger in my sensitive pussy.

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