The bold one switched spots, pushing the guy behind her aside. “Now you’re gonna feel me inside, slut.” He thrust into her hard from behind, fucking her while kissing her back. He came quick, and another took his place, finishing even faster, spilling into her. I’d already blown my load watching. A third guy sat down, pulling her onto him. Now she was the one moving, and she rode him hard. Two others stood in front, and she sucked them off, switching between them like she was starved.
The guy beneath her came, and she stood. The biggest of them shoved her against the wall and fucked her standing up. She wrapped herself around him, and he finished inside her too. Emily had lost track of her orgasms by then. The sixth laid her on the floor, going missionary.
The first guys were hard again, trying every position imaginable. Hours passed, and they kept going like it was the first round. Her ass wasn’t virgin anymore by the end of it. Each guy came at least three times – that’s 18 loads she took, minimum. I tapped out after my third.
Calmer now, I didn’t know what to think. When Emily got back (much later than me – I don’t even want to guess what else happened), she was showered, acting normal. I said I wanted to sleep with her, but she claimed exhaustion. I wasn’t sure if I should tell her I’d seen everything.
I asked if she loved me. “Of course,” she said. I must’ve looked worried, because she asked if something was wrong. I admitted I knew, but it didn’t bother me. The next day, we did make love. Half-joking, half-serious, I said that yesterday had been the cherry on top of our vacation…
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