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After spending two days with his parents David has a pleassant surprise for his wife
Nervously I licked my lips. The short black satin dressing gown felt strange on my skin. David had bought it for this special occasion. Another Christmas spent at his parents. Another Christmas with the barely veiled hostility towards me... And this afternoon he had checked us into this hotel.

Any moment now he would enter the bare hotel room with five strangers. Five men who would fuck me.

I wasn't entirely sure how I felt about it. He had planned everything, booked the room, bought the dressing gown. Slowly I got up, walked about to ease my tension. Yes, being fucked by David and Ryan was great. And I had missed it for the last couple of month since Ryan had been deployed. Did David just assume 'the more the better'? Did he think it didn't matter to me who fucked me? But I would not back out. I had seen the look in his eyes when he told me about this special Christmas gift. When he told me he would just watch to keep me safe there had been this look in his eyes... longing. He wanted to watch me getting fucked by these guys.

The opening of the door startled me. David entered first. The five strangers followed. The first one was young and ginger, two older men with grey speckled hair followed, the last two blonde, I couldn't even guess their age.

As the door closed behind them I shivered. Even if I had wanted to chicken out... it was too late now.

“This is Alex, my wife.” David introduced me. “She's never done this before, she's not very loud, but, “ he noticed my frown and kissed me passionately, squeezed my butt cheeks. “She definitely enjoys being fucked.”

“Hiya,” I smiled a nervous smile. The men nodded politely. I noticed the ginger lad looked as if he was about to throw up. Maybe it was his first time too.

How do you start this? Would I have to make a start? One of them?

The two older men just started to undress. “Don't worry.” one of them said. “Joe and me have plenty of experience.” He hadn't bothered with underwear and as soon as he took his pants off I saw his cock.

I swallowed hard, stood like frozen. David stepped behind me, unfastened the belt of my dressing gown. “This is for you”, he whispered in my ear. “And for me, “ in my other ear. With soft pressure he slid the slippery material off my body. He placed a soft kiss on my neck. “Don't be ashamed, enjoy it.”

By now all the men were naked, looking at me. Joe – at least I assumed he was Joe – stepped towards me. He placed his hands on my tits, rubbed the nipples with his thumbs.

I closed my eyes. More hands on my body. Fingers exploring my skin, brushed the scar which made me flinch. “Shh, “ someone murmured, hands moved on, my ass, my thighs. One hand slid between my legs and I spread them automatically.

I heard Davids soft chuckle behind me. Gentle hands directed me to the bed, never losing contact, never stopping to stroke me. They lowered me down, spread me legs, I felt them around me, holding me down, holding my legs. The tongue lashing over my pussy lips came as a surprise and I flinched again,

“Mmmhh,” I felt his breath between my legs as he growled with pleasure. A sharp twang of longing shot through my womb. This man knew what he was doing. A finger entered me, slid in easily. I was horny and wet already.

The tongue circled my clit. I let out a soft moan. A second finger. Slight pain but not unwelcome. My hips rose to meet his fingers and the face.

Way too early this man got up but another one took his place. His fingers explored the soft slippery folds before he slid them in. Slowly, teasing. He spread the wetness, circled my asshole.

All I could do was react. To the hands on my body, the fingers inside me. I kept my eyes closed to intensify the feeling. It was so intense. I could smell them.

As I felt the soft foreskin touch my lips I opened my mouth without thinking. Licking over the tip I tasted this man before my mouth closed around the head. Someone moaned loudly as I started to suck this cock.

A finger slid into my ass. Moaning I pressed against it. “You like that, don't ya?” The voice was husky with lust. All I could do was moan again in response.

It was great to feel more hands on (and in) me again. It was more than great. Now it dawned on me how much I had missed being fucked by two guys.

The men fucked me deep and steady with their fingers, the cock in my mouth was wet from my saliva and his pre cum. He came in my mouth and pulled away. I swallowed, licked my lips but couldn't suppress a disappointed sigh.

A gentle hand closed around my chin, turned my head around. A finger touched my lips, slid between them. I circled it with my tongue as I would any dick, sucked nearly greedily. It seemed an eternity until he finally replaced his finger with his dick.

A different taste, saltier, muskier smell. I sucked him into my mouth, as deep as I could get him in. He moaned. A hand in my hair, fingers in my cunt, fingers in my ass spreading, widening me.

Squirming I lay on my back, legs wide open, sucking a strangers cock.

Slowly I opened my eyes. Kneeling beside mu head was one of the older men, his cock was in my mouth. I traced the veins with my tongue and he closed his eyes with a look of pleasure on his face.

The other older men knelt next to my left leg, his fingers expertly preparing my ass for their dicks. The ginger lad was kneeling on the other side, fucking my tight but wet cunt with his fingers. The other two stood next to the bed. One of them was full on wanking, the other one, probably the one who had come in my mouth stroking his cock lazily.

I was definitely the centre of their attention, their lust. “My turn,” the guy who had been wanking said and moved my head. I saw his cock in front of my face and licked my lips in anticipation. He moaned as I licked off the pre cum before I closed my lips around him. “Yeah, baby”, #

“She's nearly ready.” There was lust in these words, a certain hunger. “I get the cunt first.” “Let her suck me a bit longer”

The look on his face, the tone of their voices. I wasn't a person to them. Just a body to use, holes to fuck. And David was watching. I hadn't thought of him since they had started. What was he thinking of me?

Careful I looked around, looked at him. He stood at the back, leaned against a wall. His gaze was fixed on me, lips slightly parted, the hint of a soft smile. I had seen this look before. When he had fucked me, when Ryan fucked me. And there was more... he looked kind of proud.

Our eyes met and he winked at me, rubbed his crotch with one hand.

A wave of relief washed over me. Gentle but firm hands lifted me up, directed me on top of one man. His hard dick slid in me and I moaned. Before I could start to move another man was behind me. Slowly he buried his cock in my arse. I sighed with pleasure. I had missed this. Being used by two men at the same time, fucked in both holes. I opened my mouth in another silent moan only to have a dick pushed into it.

Now they fucked me. The men in my arse was leading. With every thrust of his I rode the man between my legs, my mouth around the third guy. Hands were touching me, twisting my nipples, rubbing my clit.

I was like a puppet, a living fuck puppet. Only feeling, reacting, being used for their pleasure. Being fucked I lost track of time. They swapped, came, swapped. I didn't know whose dick I was riding, who was fucking my ass or whose cum I was tasting. We all were sweaty, panting, moaning – me softly, they loud and untamed.

More than once I felt close to an orgasm but it never happened.

Cum was dripping from my cunt and my ass now. I was kneeling on the floor, the guys around me. Four of them were wanking while I was sucking gingers cock. My nose touched his pelvis, his cock buried deep in my throat as he came. His legs trembled and if I hadn't steadied him with my hands on his hips he might have fallen.

I was exhausted myself but turned to the next guy. He smiled down on me, pointed his dick towards my face. With a groan he came. Thick splotches of his hot cum landed in my face, my hair. His friend moaned, grabbed my hair and turned me towards him. Pre cum glistened on his cock and I licked my lips, tasting the other guys. With his dick he smeared the cum all over my face. “Open your mouth”.

I obeyed and he smiled, closed his eyes as he came with a satisfied grunt. It landed mostly on my face, only some of it actually hitting my open mouth. I licked my lips, swallowed. Hands now on my shoulder turned me to the next guy. The last guy – probably Joe – leaned in as well and I felt both on my tongue as if they were fighting who would enter first. Neither of them did in the end... both of them came on my face.

I was lying on the bed, exhausted, spent. It dawned on me that I might be hurting tomorrow like after a hard work out. Clothes rustling, a door opening, running water, David lying down next to me on the bed.

“Are you okay?” “Hm hm,” I murmured. “Are you?” He laughed. “I'm not the one who's just been fucked for hours without a pause.” Pulling me into his arms he breathed a kiss on my forehead. “Do you think you can handle one more?”

Grinning wearily I rolled onto my back and spread my legs. “As long as I don't have to move....”

David's fingers brushed my thigh, slid between my pussy lips. “Did any of them make you cum?” I shook my head. “No, but you know I don't need to to have a good time.”

“But I want you to.”

Slowly his fingers slid inside me. All the way up until his thumb rested on my sensitive swollen clit.

Instinctively I pressed against his fingers. “You don't need to”, he chuckled, “but you want to.” His thumb rubbed my clit with hard circling motions. I gasped. The orgasm came fast and nearly as a shock. It was hard, intense. My legs trembled even though I was lying on my back. Tears welled up in my eyes, I blinked them away.

I was still trembling as David moved over and started to fuck me. Slow and controlled, deep and hard with obvious pleasure and longing. Weakly I lifted my legs, crossed them over his lower back to feel him even deeper.

Groaning he came, buried his head in my shoulder and sweaty hair.

“Merry Christmas, Alex”, he murmured
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