Bang Gang

I pulled my mouth from Petey’s dick as I reached the point of no return, and Hugh and Buck let go of my fingers, giving me free rein. My hands fell to Jimmy’s head, tangled in his hair and I asked for more, more, more. Don’t fucking stop, please God, don’t fucking stop!

Fingers pinched my nipples at the perfect moment, and my pussy unravelled, sending shockwaves right through my legs. Yes, oh fucking yes!

I wriggled and squirmed and moaned like a filthy whore, and in that moment I recognised myself from years gone by. Recognised the dirty girl who’d ridden Darren like fucking bronco in the pub toilets, turned on by the thumps and raps on the wall as everyone heard what was going down.

That dirty girl was me.

More, I moaned. Fuck, please, more!

Jimmy stretched my pussy a little further, slamming in his fingers to the knuckles. It felt fucking divine.

That’s it, I hissed, that’s fucking it! I’m coming, oh fuck, I’m fucking coming!

My legs were splayed wide, my tits hanging free, the squelch of my own wet pussy so fucking loud as four men watched me explode.

Five men.

At that final moment my eyes landed on Darren, still perched on the bean bag in the corner. Our eyes locked as I came, and his were wild and wide.

I couldn’t look away. I didn’t look away.

There was nothing in the world that would have made me break that stare.

He was all I wanted. Everything I fucking wanted.

Jimmy O’s mouth felt so fucking good between my legs, but Jimmy O meant shit to me. Jimmy O could have been anyone. These guys could have been anyone.

My mouth was open and my eyes were fluttery, riding the high as Jimmy triggered the perfect spot over and over again.

Darren swallowed.

I gasped.

His hand moved between his legs, gripped his dick through his jeans.

Please want this. Please fucking want this.

Please fucking want me.

Buck pressed his cock to my cheek as the waves subsided. I turned my head to suck him in, but my eyes were still on Darren, on his hand as he palmed his dick.

I felt like a slut, a filthy slut, but it felt so good I couldn’t fucking stop.

I heard the tear of foil, the unmistakably wet noise of a rubber being rolled onto cock.

It was Hugh who positioned himself first, took my thighs and shunted me onto my back. I let my head loll to the side, Buck’s dick still pressing inside my cheek, making me dribble and gag.

Hugh rubbed the head of his cock against my slit.

Darren swallowed again.

I pressed a hand to Hugh’s naked chest, but I needn’t have. He paused of his own accord, looked back at Trent over his shoulder.

Time stopped, Hugh’s dick pressed to my throbbing clit. Waiting. Just waiting.

And then Darren nodded. One simple tip of the head said everything.

Hugh slammed to the balls in one thrust, fucking me like a doll as my tits jiggled and bounced over my slutty little bra. My suspenders were straining, crotchless knickers spread wide, my cunt on display to anyone who cared to look.

I wondered what Darren could see. Wondered if he could see Hugh’s cock slamming inside my greedy pussy.

I begged for harder, my voice quacking and broken around Buck’s dick as I jerked back and forth on Hugh’s. Petey held my bouncing tits together, pushed his dick between them and rode the waves. Jimmy O had his dick in one hand, sniffing his pussy-stained fingers with the other.

“My go next,” he grunted. “I need that sweet fucking cunt.”

Oh God, I wanted him to take it.

I wanted all of them to take it.

Nearly as much as I wanted Darren to watch.

Please want this. Please enjoy this. Please let this turn you on.

“Shit,” Hugh groaned. “I’m close, I’m really close.”

I could feel it, feel the pulse of his dick inside me, my pussy clenching and fluttering as he ploughed the right spot.

Darren let out one word, the only word I’d heard him speak since Buck first reached out and touched my knee.

“Jimmy,” he said, and gave him a nod.

Hugh stopped, just like that. He closed his eyes and gripped the base of his dick, shuddering for just a moment before he pulled his cock from me. He stepped away, and I watched him with wide eyes as he turned his back and finished himself off with his hand. He let out a groan and his thighs tensed, his ass, too, spurting his load into the rubber before he caught his breath and disappeared into the hallway.

I just stared.

Jimmy didn’t waste any time. He took me by the wrists and pulled me up and onto him, spinning me around until my back was to his chest. He gripped hold of my hips and forced me onto his cock in one thrust, and it felt so fucking good that I pressed my fingers to my clit, brought myself off through the slit in my own wet slutty knickers.