Pam's body began to quiver then, and she felt another orgasm approaching. It was not unlike the last, yet it seemed far more satisfying with a real prick in her cunt. She sucked strongly on Marc's tongue as he rolled her nipples around on his palms and she felt his ass quiver as she stroked it gently with both of her hands.
She began to sob then as she felt the wave coming, and she knew she would lose consciousness this time. Above her, Marc opened his mouth and arched his neck; the muscles of his throat strained and knotted and Pam fought for breath as her body convulsed in a wild parody of death and she felt as though she had been suddenly immersed in a tub of hot oil as Marc's prick shot gob after gob of hot cum deep into her cunt and the vibrator in her asshole made its waves felt all the way to her heaving tits.
"Uuuughhhh! Ohhhh…fuck… fuuuccckkk!" Marc cried out loudly as his prick jumped and spurted deep in the girl's cunt.
She answered him in silence as she fought to keep her consciousness. His legs stuck straight out from her body and quivered violently as she felt herself sinking lower and lower and the waves of pleasure became warmer and warmer, Pam opened her eyes as Eric kissed her softly. She sipped the fiery liquid from the small glass and was thankful for the brief respite. She had fainted, but she had no earthly idea how long she had laid unconscious there amid the soft, furry pillows. As she drained the glass, Eric smiled down at her and lay her head back on the pillows, it was not comfortable at first, for her head seemed to be bending backward… but then she understood as he moved behind her and she looked up at his hairy loins, his great bulging balls, and above them, his stiff prick standing straight out from its dark-blond patch of pubic hair. She wet her lips as he leaned toward her, and as his prick brushed her nose, then her lips, she opened her mouth and let his prick slide into her oral cavity.
"Jesus!" she heard him saying. "It's hot as a fire!" and he lunged forward to bury his prick deep inside her throat. She could not move the way she was lying, and as his huge balls came to rest on her forehead, she understood why. The vibrator began its slow song, and she felt it as Eric moved it over the tender muscles of her throat and moved it up and down. She breathed shallowly through her nose and reached back for his legs as they nestled against her head and shoulders, then she felt him take her right hand and guide it downward to her cunt.
"Finger-fuck yourself and let us watch, Pam… play with yourself while I cum in your throat!"
His words seemed to further stimulate her, and she spread her legs and opened the lips of her pussy with two fingers, then began stroking herself slowly. The three men watched as her fingers played lightly on the hair-lined cunt lips, then slipped inside and began a slow in-and-out motion as the tip of her index finger found her clit.
She raised her legs and spread her knees widely as she masturbated in full view of the men, and as they watched, both Marc and Alex found their pricks growing hard again. Eric moaned with pleasure as the vibrator against Pam's throat sent him into ecstasy with its tiny, constant rhythms, and he quivered above her as he watched her finger-fucking herself in obvious pleasure, her legs splayed widely.
Then Pam raised her knees to her breasts and lifted her ass from the pillow; the men watched as she ran her other hand under her ass and her middle finger began teasing the wet, brown ring of her asshole. Then it sunk in and they heard a muffled cry from around Eric's bulging prick buried deeply in her throat. Her mouth was ovaled wide and her cheeks hollowed as he stroked the vibrator faster and faster against her tender throat muscles.
"Jesus! Will you look at that!" Marc exclaimed as he stroked his own prick and watched the writhing girl fuck herself in both her asshole and cunt at the same time.
Above her, Eric could hold back no longer, and throwing the vibrator aside, he fell forward as he felt the first contraction swell his prick. He grabbed Pam's knees and brushed her hand aside as he lowered his mouth to her sopping cunt and tongued her furiously as his cock shot load after load of white-hot cum down her stretched throat. She spasmed with him, her body compressed by the weight of his, and she shuddered violently as her third consecutive orgasm tumbled her over the bunk of reality and she fell into a deep, dark abyss with only the taste of his cum in her mouth as his prick slipped out and she clamped her mouth tightly around its spurting head and sucked the last drops from it as it twitched against her hot tongue.
Alex looked down at Pam's unconscious form. He shook his head and remarked, "We've had them more willing, but I'll be damned if we've ever had one wilder who didn't say no, one time!"
"Man, that lady is game for anything!" Marc said as Eric rolled off her and lay panting. "Look what she did to the Norse Giant!"
The other two men laughed.
"Well," Alex said, and smiled as he picked up his drink, "I think we owe this one something more than just a few small purchases… what about a four-way bath?"
Eric shook his head as he sat up and gazed at the beautiful woman beside him. "Count me in… just as soon as I catch my breath!"
Alex laughed and pointed to Pam. "Bring her along, I'll get things ready…" and he turned and crossed the room to leave by a wide door beside the bar.
Pam opened her eyes to total disorientation. The sensations she was experiencing physically were completely foreign to her, and as she tried to move, she felt hands all over her body holding her tight.
"Relax, sweetheart," she heard Alex saying, his lips close to her ear.
She moaned and opened her eyes fully; she was in some sort of a deep sunken tub, and the three men were in there with her. She seemed to be floating, but as her senses returned, she realized the men were supporting her in the waist-deep water. "Wh-where am I?" she questioned, and tried to focus her eyes.
"In good hands," Marc replied, and stroked her legs.
She looked up and was astounded to see herself reflected in a mirrored ceiling. Then she looked from one side to the other and she realized the room was a luxurious bath, with antiqued mirrors covering walls and ceiling. It sent new waves of thrills through her body as she looked around and saw herself from every conceivable angle with the three men in the tub.
"Baker, the faker, the candlestick maker," she said, and giggled.
They laughed with her as they caught her meaning, and Alex told her. "We reserve the tub for very special ladies, Pam. We took a vote after your bout with Eric and it's unanimous that you are the most special lady we've ever entertained."
"Rub-a-dub-dub…" she said, and giggled again, overcome by the warmth of the water and all three of their bodies so closely entwined with hers.
Then she felt her feet lowered and she stood unsteadily as Alex supported her from the rear. She looked across at herself in the mirror as Marc and Eric poured a thin liquid soap onto sponges and began washing her body gently. Behind her, Alex took a sponge, and as the warm, scented water cascaded down her shoulders and reached her lovely ass cheeks, she chilled with the overall sensuality of it.
She stood then, and watched as the three men bathed her, and she was carried away by their gentleness and by the attention they paid to her breasts – lifting each one gently and lovingly and lathering it fully before rinsing with warm, soft water. Between her legs, Eric bathed her with expert hands as Alex paid special attention to her ass, spreading her cheeks gently and lathering them heavily before sponging great amounts of warm water over her shapely body.
As they completed the task, Pam looked down at the water as it was sucked suddenly and with great pressure from the tub, then replaced in only a matter of seconds with clear, warm bubbling water from a dozen outlets situated around the edges.