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He gently lifted my leg, placed it on the kitchen counter and rested it perfectly. His left fingers busy kneading my breasts & playing with my nipples. Despite all that had happened the previous evening, the old man was still filled with lust, a potbelly full of it and the curve of his tummy resting on my bums. His fingers stopped playing with my breasts; it searched between my legs for the valley.
He found the slit, slipped in his finger, searched for the spot. Without much effort he was already pleasuring me, gently massaging circles around it. The morning cold had slowly given way to the desires within, slowly given way to the tiredness that had taken over me, slowly given way to horniness. I was wet all over again, as wet as I had been just few hours before. The old man gently massaged the inner walls of my pussy, gently positioned the tip of his penis inside, the inner walls of my wet pussy spread aside to welcome his manhood. The friction of skin against skin hurt me.
I realized he was not wearing any protection. I had never done this before, never.
The moment of hesitation could not be missed, as I writhed in pain and angst.
“You do not have anything to worry my dear, anything.” He gently whispered in my ears.
His words were not as comforting as they were yesterday, but then I choose to continue. He held on to my right leg, lifted it a bit more and gently guided his erection into my wet pussy. The friction of the skins melting into the wetness, I was wet and was in heat already. His erection found its way deep within, gently he thrust it in and out, rhythmically, again and again.
His hands holding my shoulders as he thrust each time. I could feel the pace increase and he increased it faster and faster. I was still a few minutes from a favorable climax, but from the sounds of it, the old man was almost nearing there. The thrusts were losing the pace, the hold getting tighter gradually; he began to make efforts to hold back his climax.
And then at last it happened, he shot out, his warm juices letting it flow into my pussy. He let his penis remain their till the last of the drops had been emptied; he then gently placed his weight on my back, crushing me into the slab. The juices still leaking down my thighs, despite his age, he still shot out like a porn star. After quiet a long time he, gently retracted, pulling out his dripping penis from me and stood back. I reached out for the kitchen tissue and wiped his juices of me. The old man looked at me and kissed me gently on the lips.
I knew he had a weekend he would remember for the rest of his life and so did I.
That Friday when I had reached that house in the middle of a buzzing township, I knew I would be walking out of there having done what only a few my age would have ventured to do, unless they did it professionally. My intention was to a large extent was to get over someone I was very close to and something like this had helped me earlier, only this was going to be in a high scale. The first time I had heartbreak, I went and had sex with an elder man who was more like a guardian to me.
He was twice my age and I had just turned twenty one then, second year of my engineering. We had a brisk few months of crazy relation and just as it had begun, it ended. My second relation in college saw an even dirty break up and mudslinging and all. And this time I wanted to get back to the old man again, one thing led to another, one conversation to another and the never ending curse of curiosity found me sitting on a sofa, nursing a breezer, with five other elder men, all aged between fifty and fifty five.
Let me not waste any further time. It was not till midnight when things began to really shape up. The sudden realization that I was in the middle of the room, with five men, well mannered of course, yet horny as hell, all very sure about the fact that they were going to pluck me one after the other that evening. I too was getting quiet anxious as to what would happen, how things were going to begin. A thousand things played my mind, lost in my own private world, I had not realized that one of them had pulled down his shorts and was flashing his private just to be cheered by others.
To be honest, I am not the regular hot chick living round the corner that can turn heads and make jaws drop, but blessed with ample curves and a 32D, a tight t-shirt on me can make a few dicks stiff, of which I was sure off. That evening, right in the middle of the huge room, an elderly man lay on the floor, with his semi erect penis sticking out. Others were boisterous in their cheers, lost in my own thought; it took me some time to react.
This was the moment, I could crawl down and do what I know, or I could just walk out and then live a whole life never knowing what it would be to be exhausted to the last bone after having being pounded and pounded by one man after another.
One of the first one to sit next to me was G. Even though he was as elder as the others, he did not look one bit his age. Among the adventurous of them all, from what I heard, he travelled a lot for both business and pleasure and had quite a reputation.
It was not quite surprising that he was the first one to come and sit to me. It was a big challenge, he had to make me feel comfortable before anything happened at all, and that is exactly what he did. We had quite a conversation, mostly lost into the general chit-chat among others. But then G told me that unless and until I was just about absolutely sure about it, only then would they even think about doing anything and if at all I felt uncomfortable I could always say so and they would just be happy to sit and have a beer and think like it never happened.
And then things began.
It was not a difficult thing. They tied a scarf around my eyes, blinding me, a false sense of safety. And it truly worked.
I could not see anything and did not know what was happening, with senses limited to just hearing, I lay on the sofa, the cold of the night sending a strange chill down my spine, a strange feeling. The sudden retracting of the feet was what I heard. There was no sound in the room, nothing, not a thing. All I could hear was the electronic whir of the air conditioner. A cruel minute of silence followed, It was like there were no one in the room, even more frightening. And then out of nowhere, I felt like I was being lifted into the air, gently dropped on to the soft bed or cushion on the floor.
My hands were gently placed aside; I felt two different sets of hands on me. One gently grabbed my t-shirt and removed it while the other pulled out my pj’s. I did not know what was happening around me except that I was almost naked and lying not very far from where I was sitting. A thumb traced around my left foot, gently tracing its path towards my thighs, till it reached my inner thigh. Tracing circles, small and then big circles, the finger then gently traced itself circling up to my navel.
The finger gently pressed the lower rib and then traced all the way up to my breasts. I could feel it on the curve of my breasts and then it gently pressed them. The kiss was planted unexpectedly. I felt my lower lip being sucked on gently, then a second kiss. I felt the fingers gently raise me up, the bra unbuckled.
The weight of my breasts let loose, I could feel it rest side. The hand gently cupped me and then suckled my nipples, squeezing the breasts, as it caressed down to my inner thighs. A gentle trace along the lips of my vagina, the hand then found its way into it, gently caressing. Me on the other hand was getting aroused, bit by bit, touch by touch. A few minutes of caressing and ample kissing later, I could feel the panties being pulled out, slowly, taking all the sweet time in the world.
Finally I felt it leave the tip of my toe, the only cloth that was covering me. I could not see anything, but I felt naked, lying in the middle of the room, watched by a few men.
I lay there for few agonizing minutes, before the familiar warmth of the hand returned. It gently separated the lips of my vagina and kissed me. The tongue digging into the inner depths of my vagina, gently caressing the inner walls, the titillating effect made me feel wet to the core. The cruel punishment continued. My hands stretched down to reach for the man’s head, I grabbed the mantle full of hair and pressed it deeper. I could feel the tongue go a bit deeper. I gripped the head harder. The pleasure was excruciating, I could feel my entire body lighter. I thrust my hip a bit higher, the tongue pulled out, leaving a vacuum.
I almost screamed out, when I felt the lips of my vagina being separated again, this time all the way till it stretched. The finger gently massaged the inner wall of my vagina, gently massaging the inner walls in circles. It continued and continued. The finger was doing a marvelous job, it then straightened up and gently pushed itself in. Staying in for a precious few seconds then it started gently prodding the inner walls, pulling itself out. It then pushed itself inside again, gently removing itself out. The thrust in and out continued and with each thrust I felt a bit closer to exploding, till it finally gave away and I lay there spent, spent and dripping.
The blind fold still left there.It took me a few minutes to recover, a few very long minutes. It had been quiet long, quiet long since something like this had been expertly done. I lay there, cold and warm, feeling spent and still full of energy.Quite a few minutes passed.
I could feel something move next to me, and then a hand held mine pulling it, till I could feel the erection of a man. I wrapped my fingers around the male member, gently squeezing it. For a few seconds, I played with it. I lifted my head, guiding myself, I reached for the erect penis. Wrapped my tongue on to the tip of the penis and then gently sucked on it. My fingers were busy massaging it and slowly masturbating. I felt the hands of the man grab my breasts and hold on to it, while I sucked on his penis. All I could hear was the sound of a man being pleasured, the low moans and grunts, the sounds of heavy breathing.
And then the hands tightened, I could feel the leg strengthen under me. I did not have to be told what it was going to me. I removed my head and continued masturbating the penis. The jizz shot out, the warm fluid flowing down my fingers, dripping down.
I pulled out the scarf with my left hand, wiped the juices on it and then threw it aside. G was lying down on the bed, legs spread aside, eyes closed.
Three other men sat around, the bed, all naked.
K was holding his penis.P was on the farthest end, the pot belly just enough to reveal the man hood underneath. M sat at corner; he was still in his shorts. J was nowhere to be seen.I crawled towards K, grabbed on to his penis and then wrapped my mouth around it, sucked on it, and gently stroked while doing so. His already erect penis was dripping with pre-cum and it had mixed with my saliva. I spit it back on to the penis while busy giving him a bj. For what looked like a few precious minutes the old man held on, while his fingernails dug right into the scalp of my head.
When his grip tightened, I knew what was going to happen.I continued sucking on to his erection, as he shot his warm juices into my mouth; I sucked on till I got every drop of it out. I then retracted my head and let the juices flow out covering his now semi erect penis. K sat there, his legs placid and lifeless; the old man had seen the stars.
Nothing could stop P now, not even his hairy pot belly which would have scared the life out of most women my age. He walked up to me and stood tall, his erect penis sticking out, from a layer of thick bush of white hair. Balls hanging out carrying the weight of his age, sagging a bit. I let my fingers run wild over his member. Gently squeezing his balls, till the tension in his legs were quiet evident. I took his male organ in my warm mouth; the thickness of his tool filled my mouth.
It was not really long, but thick, by God it was. I gently sucked on it putting pressure on the balls and stem of the penis. The tempo picked up the old man was visibly straining. Minutes went by and I felt like I was doing something wrong. And then finally I could feel his hands grip my head and push it towards him.
A little pressure and I could almost feel the head of his penis deep in my throat. I wrapped my arms around his thighs. The muscles in his legs strained, I hesitated. For a minute I could feel him hesitate too, it was as if P was pulling out. I squeezed his thighs harder. P got the drift and pushed his penis deeper; I could feel the tip of it deep in. And then he shot his load, for a minute I gagged in, eyes watered and I let the grip go. I puked out the juices and let it flow on the floor. I got up and walked to the washroom, cleaned myself up.
It was getting a lot nasty, nastier than I had thought.
M was still sitting there on the sofa, his shorts still in place. J was still nowhere to be seen, and I had figured he would be on call or something given his job. I looked at M, a silent conversation happened. He was not going to walk up to me or do anything. I just walked up to him, pulled down the pillow and dropped it down on floor right on M’s feet. Kneeled down and moved his legs apart. All he did was sit there and flash a smile. I caressed his thighs, and traced my fingers on his inner thighs. His pecker pushed the tight lining of his shorts. I folded his t shirt and unhooked his shorts.
The buttons were next to come off. It was not long before I pulled down his boxers along with the khaki shorts. M sat there nude and exposed. Maintaining a poker face giving no emotions out, he sat there watching me do all the work. He had a strange looking too, slightly curved and as it became more and more erect, the curve was evident and obvious.
I sucked on the head of the penis till it became strong, M grabbed my head and gently pulled it aside. I then stroked his penis his legs strained, knees jerked a bit and finally he shot out into the air, dripping and dripping, wetting my fingers. He flowed like an open tap and then finally when it was over, his juices flowed all around a little pool of it on the sofa where he sat. I had only seen such discharge in porn movies. I licked the tip of his penis and cleared it off his semen, grabbed the tissue I had got with myself and cleaned his manhood of his discharge. I had not realized J had walked into the room. He stood at the other end with his tool sticking out of his boxer shots, masturbating, his hands rapidly doing its work pleasuring him.
He walked towards me and I knew what was coming my way. I kneeled down and held my face up, letting my hair fall down. J stood tall over me as he yanked on his penis, masturbating it. I kneeled down under him, as he kept on yanking his penis. J held my face and positioned himself with his erect penis right above my mouth, my tongue sticking out like I had seen in the movies. And then it finally happened he shot out, his juices shot into my hair, and face, a few strains of semen on cheeks and little few drops on my mouth. I had closed my eyes, when I opened it, J was nursing his semi erect penis. I had male semen on my hair, and supposedly that was not a good thing to have on hair especially long hair. I stood up and then paced towards the washroom, shampooed my hair and applied some conditioner. Let the warm water flow on my naked body. Minutes later I had washed up myself and got into a long t-shirt, long enough to my thighs.
The men were still around, with towels and boxers sitting around, nursing another drink. I had not known it had been some time since I had gone for cleaning myself. I joined to the group sitting down with them, reached for a glass of vodka. The drink had the desired effect; I was feeling warm after the bath and the drink.
After a long break of talks the men got into action again. M was the first one this time, he had worked hard on getting me wet. His crooked erect penis, gently caressing my naked bums, I had leaned forward rising up my bums in the air while M was busy licking my pussy and arse. M spread my pussy apart, I saw an empty wrap of condom thrown aside. The latex covered member of his gently entered in. I was wet enough as it gently slid enough. The crooked end of it reaching inner walls that had never been touched before. He gently pushed it inside and then started pulling it out. The humping continued and a few precious minutes later, M came. His penis still inside as he leaned on towards me. His hands cupping my breasts and kneading it gently as he pulled out his penis, it had been really short stint for me to even come. I lay there waiting to reach a climax. Without wasting much time P lifted my legs and spread it aside like a V.
He then gently pushed inside his erect penis. The walls of my vagina spread aside welcoming his thick manhood. It pained and it hurt as he pushed his member inside. Once inside he remained there for a long time. When he pulled it out, it was like a vacuum, he then gently pushed it inside again. His potbelly squeezing between my legs while his manhood throbbing inside me. His pulled it out again after a few precious seconds. The emptiness was huge and I almost thrust myself up for more. P pushed his member inside again and the humping began like it had never been done before. I climaxed faster than expected, while P was still busy. Thrusts and minutes later the man collapsed, he had reached climax while I lay there spent and vacant, vacant to the bones.
I have heard ladies having multiple orgasms; have heard how they would be spent and useless. They were only rumors to me, things that I had read and understood. Lying there collapsed, smelling the sweat of two men, I was trying to sort out within me, if I could go any further. It was not as if I was physically exhausted, but then having an orgasm is altogether a different feeling, you are excited to go more and more, have the same feeling again and again till you are drained and completely in-capable of going any further.
I lay there looking at the M & P. M was on the sofa, holding a glass of cold water, while P sat next to me with breathing heavily. K was seated next to M watching whatever was happening. His member was semi erect and he was busy nurturing it. I crawled up to him and started sucking on his semi erect member. In no time I had it to full strength. K stood up, helped me to the wall and raised my leg on to the chair. He then kneeled down and stuck his tongue as deep as it could go, which was pretty deep. Gently licking me up inside, he went on stopping once in a while. I was getting hornier with each stroke till I could hold no more. K stood up and took some time wrapping a condom around his penis. I was feeling a sudden rage, of being left there leaning on the wall on the brink of an orgasm.
He then walked up to me, with the slightly taller frame that he had, it was quite a challenge to find the correct position. He then finally got his penis inside me. K worked like a magician. Thrusting it in and out with every push, a sudden vigor took over him, as he lifted me up pressing me against the wall. His thrust became mightier and mightier, stronger and stronger. I could feel his heavy balls slapping against me. His hands grabbed my bums, lifted it slightly in the air.
His chest squashed me into the wall, my head banging against the wall as he thrust it inside. I closed my eyes and looked up at the ceiling, till I finally felt him relax, the hold went lighter, the grip on the bums loosened and finally he let me down on the sofa gently. I had yet to release myself. K had almost got me there and when he had withdrawn himself, he left me high and dry. It was quiet a difficult thing to get me up from there. I sat there on the sofa, stark naked.
Three men as exhausted as me sat here and there, most of them had got back on their drinks. I had lost count of time, with the little energy I had in me, I reached for a glass of water. It was all cold water and it was not something I needed that time. M sensing it, walked to the kitchen and got me a jug of hot water.
The hot glass of water helped a lot; it made me feel alive. I took the glass of water and walked towards washroom. The water was very hot, and I filled the old tub and took a dip. It was an absolute relief, each of my muscles got relaxed and well nurtured. I had already finished the glass of water, and I needed a bit more. I was too lazy to go and get it from the hall. The hot water was too welcoming. I cleaned myself up and then drifted back to my thoughts. I had not known how long it had been, till someone knocked the door to the washroom.
It was G.
“All fine here?” he enquired, caringly.
“Yep I replied back, just needed some hot water.”
A minute later, he was there with the jug of water, he walked in refilled my glass and sat nearby making a seat out of the toilet chair.
“All fine.” He asked this time a bit more concerned.
“So far so good.”
“Let me know if it is going beyond.”
“Yep I certainly will.”
“It has been nasty, I was not expecting..”
“It is ok, I have done it before.”
“You seemed to be experienced.”
“Yep not with such an audience, but yes have had my time on the bed and off it.”
I got out of the tub, reached for the towel. Scrubbed the edges of my hair, which had gotten wet, I then looked at him.
“I need to pee.”
G paused a bit.
“Go ahead he said, can you believe it, I have never seen one do that before.”
For a second I felt odd, and then I thought, what the hell, it has been a night of firsts and this was not really a nasty one. I crouched down there, giving G a full view of what was happening between my legs. It took a few seconds since the bladder did not burst out as expected and then the warm stream flowed out. G kept on staring, till I had emptied my bladder. When I stood up and cleaned myself, G was already nursing a big erection. I knew he was already in a high and he was thinking over things inside his mind. I reached for his penis and vigorously jerked it. G leaned back on the toilet seat. His head swung back, legs stretched into the air and he shot out. This time not much, but just a few precious drops escaped out after quiet a lot of hard and vigorous jerking.
I cleaned myself again, emptied the glass of water and the draped myself in the clean towel from the cupboard and walked to the hall, leaving G back still in a trance.
J was the only person left, he sat there on the big sofa, with a placid penis. I was still fresh from the washroom. Without much delay, I decided I might as well get busy with J and clear things up for the evening.
I pulled up two pillows under his legs, raising it a bit high. I had already spread his legs making it convenient to go right between them. J was really well built man and despite the disparity of his huge organ and his physical stature. Nevertheless he was built like a bull, and when he lifted his legs and placed them on the pillows, his muscles bulged. I let loose my wet hair and got in between his legs, the towel still draped around me. I gently stroked his placid penis. J stretched himself trying to find a more comfortable position.
When he was amply erect, I sucked on his penis and gently squeezed his balls. J was now fully stretched; his penis could go no further. It was long, the longest I had ever seen. It was like in the porn movies making me slutier than I have ever been before. I pulled out a pack on condoms and pulled out one of it. The pink latex gently pulled over it, I got on top of him, my bath towel still on. My legs firm on the floor I gently sat on his penis. My legs were fully stretched and so was my vagina. His penis entered me. It was like a never ending rod, it took me a cautious few seconds till I felt it seat deep inside me. I had taken his organ completely inside me. The men around cheered, I then gently knocked off the towel and let my hair cover the breasts. J figured out what I was doing and grabbed on my bums.
I lifted myself up even cautious till I the tip of his penis was just touching my vagina. I did it a few times, till I could no more and then I began jabbing his staff in and out. Like a vicious organ it clawed within me with each thrust. J’s legs holding me strongly, his long erect penis digging all the way in, I felt my knees weaken, the grip on the floor loosened, with a huge relief I ejaculated myself. I knew J was no were near to climax as he held on. I gently stood up, his long penis still hard and erect drenched in my juices. I just sat on the sofa near to J, he got up and lifted my legs to his shoulder and pushed his penis inside me, began to thrust with all his might. I had only cum a minute back and I was already getting aroused by his repeated thrust. J kept on at it till I could feel his grip loosen and he collapsed on me. Both of us lay spent on the sofa.
It was already past midnight and I had already had all of them. G was somewhere out of the room so was P and M. J was still next to me spent and lost, while K was walking towards the nearby bedroom. I kissed J on his cheeks and said,
“My room is in the end, if you have still any juices left.”
The knock on the room never happened, it was a peaceful night’s sleep, till the episode in the kitchen early morning.
It was one of the wildest things I have ever done, but like everything else that I have never regretted in my life, this also happens to be one among the few sins that has given me great pleasure.
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