10 July -- The recent fantasy has been drinking with Gus, Simon, and Russ at Gus's place. Through drunken dares which start off with "Take off your clothes" and me responding "I'll take off mine if you'll take off yours." So the boys do, and we sit around and talk a bit longer and my masturbating for an audience fantasy comes up. Gus says he always wanted to see me masturbate. So I back up against the pillows and caress myself, my tits and thighs and eventually my clit, but unlike the previous story I don't have a dildo and I can't get all my fingers deep enough inside me for the most intense feeling even though my cunt is really slick and supplies plenty of dampness for my other hand to slide over my clit. I climax, though, loudly enough and with eyes closed, but the guys are staring.

Recovering, I remark that after coming from clitoral stimulation it could feel even better for my sensitized body to have something inside me. Simon comes up on the bed and nudges me onto my side with him behind me; his hard-on is pressed against my butt with as little of himself visible to the other guys as possible. 8) Gus, less shy, comes up to my front and kisses me. Russ the married man stays off the bed, and when my mouth is free I raise my head and ask if he feels left out. He smiles, motions toward his own hard-on, and says he'll enjoy the show.

So I lower my head and concentrate on feeling the skin of the men on either side of me. I squirm until I'm on my back and guide each head to one of my nipples -- Gus has also slid a hand down my stomach to my crotch. Simon, as usual starts sucking my tit a little too hard after a little bit, so I put my hands on either side of his head and pull it up so I can kiss his neck and run my tongue around the outside of his ear. When Gus hits a particularly sweet spot, I gasp into Simon's neck and take a hand to run over Gus's chest and gently squeeze his nipple, prompting a moan.

I sit up, push Simon to move up toward the head of the bed, and kneel down with my ass in the air and my head at Simon's crotch. I take his balls in one hand and start licking the head of his cock, while behind me I feel Gus getting on his knees and finally pushing his cock into my hungry hole. I can't push back much to meet his thrusts without losing my mouth's hold on Simon, but the force of Gus's weight against my hips tends to push me forward and move me against him without me having to do much. Simon seems to like the effect, though; his eyes are closed and head thrown back, breathing fast, when I look up at him.

Mostly I focus on being fucked, though; each slap of Gus's balls against me elicits a muffled moan from me. The slamming from behind gets faster and it is all I can do to keep my lips wrapped around Simon's cock until Gus's moans reach a peak and his hands just press me against him, keeping my hips still as he pumps his come into me.

Now able to keep my head a little more still, I start using my tongue against the ridge around Simon's cock, and a hand up and down to its base until he starts thrusting his hips up from the bed and comes in my mouth. Prepared, I do my best to swallow, although some semen dribbles back into his pubic hair.

Gus has slowly withdrawn, causing a few gasps from me, and collapsed on the bed. After Simon's spasms have subsided, I back away a bit to an empty part of the bed before straightening out my limbs and finding a place to rest on my back. Every move of my hips still send aftershocks through me, and I only lie there briefly before sliding off the edge of the bed and sitting spread-eagled on the floor facing Russ. He is still stroking his cock, and I smile at him and start to run my hands all over myself, gently and less purposefully than when I was masturbating before. Every quick brush over my cunt lips causes me to gasp, and also every slow roll of my nipples between my fingertips. His eyes never move from the private show as I finger myself in a manner that would just be idle fiddling with my body if I weren't already so sensitive; he keeps those eyes open even when his hand speeds up and finally his semen boils over the fist squeezing the head of his cock. I feel my cunt muscles clenching around nothing at the sight, and slide two fingers inside myself, bending them to stroke just the perfect spot to complement the other two fingers circling my clit. One more quick climax before really relaxing.

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