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My first Don Juan was great at ramming home. He liked to push it all the way in and then rub hard against me. It was delicious. By doing this, he touched every square inch of my cunt. I could feel the head of his prick against the far end of my wall and his rubbing made me hump against him even more.

I shot my load before he did, and the warm fluid engulfing his stiff rod must have set him off. He pulled his cock almost all the way out and then took it home, slowly, gently and unloading his juice just as he shoved against my innermost wall. The hot liquid felt good and I moaned satisfactorily as I let my legs slip from around his waist.

The next man, although not as well endowed as the first, certainly knew how to use what he did have. He spread my legs, lifted them so my feet were on either side of his head, and then slid his prick home. He was a rammer, and it felt like a piled river every time he scored. With my legs up, and my rear and the lower portion of my back off the bed, I had no way of cushioning myself for his penetrating thrusts. I took them and grunted each time he shoved inside me. I will admit, he spared no mercy, and almost had me begging him to quit. But I couldn’t do that. I also enjoyed it, despite the pain, and when he shot his wad, I joined him, filling my hole with even more joy juice.

I felt a bigger cock pushing into me when the third man climbed aboard. I was still humping from the last man, although I came with him, and fucked wildly this time around. He had been stimulated by watching the orgy, because he didn’t last long. A few thrusts and he was coating my pussy. I wasn’t ready, so I held him in a vise-like grip with my legs until I could come.

I had never come three times in a row so quickly, and knew I would have to let the fourth man enjoy himself without joining him. I knew I couldn’t come again that soon. But I was in for a surprise.

When he got on the bed, he turned me over on my stomach and lifted my hips in the air. I figured I was in for dog-fashion fucking. And he did push his cock into my box. But then he slid his legs between mine and pulled me down on his prick. My legs were extended toward his head and my head was between his feet.

He massaged my buttocks while I rode his rod and then pushed his finger in my anus and twisted it around. I saw stars! The more he rotated his finger, the faster I fucked. I was gasping for air and my arms felt so weak that I knew I would fall any minute. But I had to come! I had to unload!

The more he worked on me, the harder I fucked, and the harder I fucked, the closer I came to an orgasm. I groaned loudly as the man fingered my asshole faster and faster, making me come again. Then I fell forward, weak, empty, tired, and deliriously happy and satisfied.

The man had not come, but he was about ready. He moved and shifted me to my knees, then he screwed me dog-fashion, pushing what felt like a cement cock all the way home and making me groan each time he did. When he came, I felt a slight burning sensation inside, and knew I must be getting a little raw. But there was no stopping now. The quartet wasn’t through with me.

I slipped forward on the bed as the fourth man pulled his penis from my box.

The first man was ready again and turned me over on my back and mounted me. It took him longer to come this time. Then, each of them went another round. I was screwed eight times in less than an hour, and still don’t understand how my pussy held so much fluid. I even managed to come twice again while the four were taking seconds.

They eased off after the second round and we had a few more drinks. I was sore between the legs and should have gotten up and gone to my apartment. But the whiskey kept me going, and I was enjoying the orgy. I imagined the insides of my box were black and blue from the pounding it had taken, but from the looks on the faces of the four men, they weren’t finished with me yet.

After a few more drinks, two of them pushed me back on the bed and began sucking on my tits. I reached down and took one cock in each hand and slowly and gently stroked them until they became erect. I moved to their balls and played with them. A third man climbed over my legs to my head and put his cock in my mouth while the fourth began eating at my cunt. What a sight! Being fucked in the mouth while giving two hand jobs, and being eaten at the same time! What an orgy!

The two men on either side of me rolled over on their backs and let me pound away at their meat, while alternately playing with their jewels. They continued rubbing my breasts and tweaking the nipples.

The third man was slowly easing his cock in and out of my mouth, while I sucked hard on each stroke and chewed at his rod and the head. Meanwhile, I was being treated to a wonderful eating. The man between my legs must give his wife a fit when he eats her, because he was an expert. He pulled my cunt lips into his mouth and sucked. Each time he did, I would pound the meat on either side of me harder, and bite into the cock in my mouth. When my diner shoved his tongue deep inside my box, I almost went into a frenzy. I wrapped my legs around his head and pushed as hard as I could against him.

The two men to whom I was giving a hand job were gyrating madly, because I was beating their meat so fast they were having spasms. Even after they came, and I felt the warm liquid on my hands, I kept beating, until their pricks had shrunk to half their normal size. The men had to finally pull my hands off.

When they moved away, I took my excitement out on my blow job. I now had my hands free and began massaging his balls and playing with his anus. He started pushing his cock harder and deeper into my throat, so deep, in fact, that I had to hold him back with my hands. When I felt his fluid draining down my throat, I gobbled at his meat as if it were the last drop I’d ever get. He moaned and rotated his hips, draining his fluid to the last drop, and just about choking me. He had to force himself away, because I had him in such a grip, and was still sucking his shrinking tool.

I now turned my attention to satisfying my own needs. I placed both hands on my diner’s bead and pulled him deeper into my crotch.

“That’s it, eat me, suck me. Make it good. That’s it.” I was delirious. I could have gone on like this forever but, unfortunately, all good things must come to an end. I felt my gate open and tried to force it closed. I didn’t want to end this paradise. But I couldn’t stop myself. The flood tide began, and I humped hard with each spurt, coating my eater’s tongue with the sticky fluid.

The men went to the bathroom and washed themselves. One of them brought a warm cloth and washed my face and crotch. I was too weak to move; all I could do was lie there on the bed, fully exposed, rubbing my stomach. I didn’t even have the energy to close my legs; they were spread where anyone who wanted to could hop on.

The quartet wasn’t in much better shape. They were walking slowly, stroking their aching pricks, and looking at me with satisfied smiles on their faces.

Bet they had never expected to find someone like me in the big city!

It was almost midnight before I finally got enough strength to move. I told them I had enjoyed it, but had to get to my apartment, that I had to work the next day. They insisted that I have a few more drinks with them, which I did.

I ended up spending the night and we had one orgy after another. I lost count of how many times I came. The last I could remember was about fifteen. My box was never empty for any length of time-there was another prick in it whenever one was pulled out. I sucked off each of the men at least once, and each one of them ate me beautifully. It was quite a night.

I slipped out early the next morning and struggled to my apartment. I didn’t have to go to work until that night and I was certainly glad. I would never have been able to make it through the day.

Back in my apartment, I took a shower and when I washed my crotch, it was so tender that I winced each time I touched it. I closed my eyes and let the warm water run over my body, down across my breasts, over the mound of hair between my legs, along the lips of my cunt.