Adultery A Slut Life - Part 14

When I felt the head at my pussy, I tilted my ass up and sucked in a deep breath of anticipation. Only hours after arriving to see a man I had only one encounter with months ago and I was eagerly presenting myself to being fucked by him, again. As his cock slowly parted my lips and entered me, that deep breath escaped my lungs with a long moan as the feeling of being filled completely returned to me. He pressed and pulled slowly and by inches slowly filled my pussy until I again felt his cock bumping into the top of my insides. By the time his hips smacked my ass, a steady stream of gasps, moans, and groans were flowing from my throat and mouth hanging open.

The sound of gravel being crunched under tires barely penetrated my consciousness but the bright flash of sun off the windshield did. I turned my head and peered to the side through eyes that were half shut. A sudden feeling of embarrassment shot through me as his three friends came out of their cars to see me being pummeled from behind, my head hanging with open mouth, my breasts bouncing and swaying beneath me, and the sounds of our fucking floating on the air. But somehow that all heightened my excitement and as the three stepped in front of me on the ground... I cried out in orgasm. The slutty words and sounds escaping from me flowed easily and naturally.

"OH FUCK... YESSSSSS... FUCK YOUR MONSTER INTO ME. OH GOD! YESSSSS... YES, YES, YES! I love your... fucking... cock... deep... filling me! FUCK YES!"

Adam's strokes became instantly urgent and powerful. He slammed into me and I felt his pulsing cock begin to spew cum into my pussy tightly wrapped around him.

I was gasping for air as he slowly pulled his cock from my pussy. I glanced underneath me and back to see a long string of cum dripping from my (I was sure) gaping hole. I softly muttered a 'yes' as I watched Adam's feet move away and someone else move up to my waiting ass. I sighed as another cock parted my gaping lips and entered my pussy. This one was big, too, and the feeling of being filled returned. My mind flashed on a thought of all four really were big like Adam and my arousal spiked at the thought of finding out in these minutes after arriving while hung over the railing of the porch facing the lake. In full view of the lake and anyone curious enough to notice, I'm being fucked by four men.

When the fourth and last of them pulled out after yet another orgasm for me and another load of cum dumped into my filled pussy, I was aided to one of the Adirondack chairs along the wall facing the lake. A cold, sweating bottle of beer magically appeared in my hand and I gulped half of it. Adam sat in a chair next to me while Steve, Mark, and Brian stood leaning against the railing in front of me. We were all now naked. Formal introductions were made which was weird having already been fucked by them. Being introduced to them each, though, gave me the opportunity to consider each of them in turn. My eyes seemed to fall to their flaccid cocks hanging in front of them. Even limp they were impressive and provided visual evidence of the physical I had only moments before experienced. But, if I was considering them, I noticed their eyes dropped down my body, too. I followed their gaze down to my parted legs and blushed but wickedly enjoyed the reality of what they saw: a small pool of cum was forming under my pussy on the painted wood of the chair.

As the afternoon and night progressed, the guys slipped on shorts but I was encouraged to remain naked. I could still feel their cum inside and outside my pussy as steaks were grilled and sides made and we ate. The conversation was easy and comfortable. My willingness to be fucked immediately on their arrival and to remain naked with them set the easy, relaxed tone. They casually touched me as we moved about and I returned the touches to them.

As darkness began settling in over the lake, the temperature dropped. We were either going to put more clothes on or go inside. We went inside. After bringing them refreshed drinks, I stood looking at the four of them sprawled on couches or chairs. An evening of being openly touched had me aroused. Looking at them in shorts, their hard, bare chests reminding me of what else there was, I knew what I wanted. Adam offered a weekend of hard cock excess and that was what I wanted. I truly did want cock. I began loosening shorts and pulling them off. As I made my way around the group, the exposed cocks began firming on their own but I wanted each one in my mouth.

The trees surrounding the lake and cabin put the area in darkness while the sky to the west still showed dusky, color infused light. I knelt before the closest cock which happened to be Mark. I licked the underside of his cock to the head. It became almost instantly hard as I took in the taste and scent of our previous fucking, the taste and smell of multiple loads of cum and my own orgasmic secretions. I opened my mouth wide to take the head between my lips. I sucked on the bulbous head as my tongue stroke the underside. I heard him moan. I raised myself to push my mouth down over his rigid cock, taking more and more inside with each plunge down and sucking as I pulled back up. I took it into my throat, certainly not all of it but enough to give the head the sensation as my throat constricted around it. I massaged his balls and stroked the base of his cock as I sucked until I felt his cock pulse and swell. I pulled my mouth up to the head and stroked faster. When I felt his cock jerk and spasm, I sucked harder in anticipation. With the first spurt of cum, I sucked and swallowed, anticipating more. My gulp sounded obscene as I was only intent on not losing a drop of his climax as the thickness slid down my throat.

I pulled my mouth off and licked the head. Mark was sprawled back in the easy chair. "Damn, Teresa... you're a good cocksucker, too."

I smiled as I shuffled on my knees to the side. I stopped in front of Steve and immediately engulfed his hard cock. Four big cocks. I was sure to be better at taking them down my throat by the end of this weekend.

I moved from one to the next as the guys talked, joked, and watched. Usually, the only one not vocally involved was the one being sucked. He, I was pleased to realize, only added moans and grunts. After swallowing four loads of cum and now faced with four softened cocks, I replenished everyone's drinks and to a seat on Adam's lap. His free hand moved inside my thighs so I dropped one leg off his lap to give him the access he sought. As his fingers plied my pussy lips and clit, he asked, "Are you okay, Teresa? Is this what you wanted from the weekend?"

I kissed him, then looked each of the others in the face and smiled. "So far it is, yes. I am hoping there will be much more." They all laughed and assured me that was guaranteed. "That reminds me, since I don't have a bedroom of my own, what are the sleeping arrangements?"

Adam responded as his finger entered me and I sighed. I had fucked and sucked each of them and now he was openly fingering my messy pussy. It was exactly what I wanted. I wanted to be there willing slut, to do everything they desired, and to be used anyway they desired. "Random. You'll start out with someone, then move to another. You may not get much sleep."

"That sounds nasty. After fucking one of you, I move to the next and the next..."

Someone added, "Definitely wake us up, if necessary."

I shifted on Adam's lap so my back was now against his chest, my legs spread to the outside of his legs. Adam's fingers were clearly probing my pussy for the others to see. I loved being displayed like that. Brain asked, "What about your ass, Teresa? Do you do anal, too?"

"My pussy and mouth aren't enough?" I held a straight face.

He nervously responded, "No... no, your pussy and mouth are amazing." Hearing his own words got him more embarrassed.

I chuckled, "I'm teasing you." My own free fingers teased a nipple as Adam plunged two fingers into my spread pussy. "Just be easy with my ass... you guys are all so big. But I'm sure you'll open me up." I gave them a nasty smile. I was essentially offering up my ass to these big cocks. Damn, this was too exciting. I stood up from Adam's lap, his fingers pulled from my pussy as I did. "God, you guys... I need to be fucked. Who's first?"

That night was a wild experience. I started the night out with Steve who reacted the quickest to my question. He took me up to the bedroom he selected and we spent time in slow, cuddling love-making. It was quite a change from the other times so far. It was mutual and considerate. He was a good lover and spent a considerable amount of time eating my pussy before I rolled him over to assume a 69 position. The idea of eating spent cum from my pussy didn't seem to bother him in the least. At some point, with both of us highly aroused, he rolled us and moved between my legs, kissing my breasts and chest up to my lips. As he did that, his big cock poked at my pussy. I guided it into my ready hole and gasped at the immediate feeling of fullness as he pressed deeper and deeper into me. When we climaxed, I was riding him and aggressively pounding my body over his rigid cock.

We cuddled for a while longer before I slipped out of the bed and padded to the next bedroom, not at all sure who might be in it. The only bedroom I knew for sure was the one Adam was in and I determined to visit his last. Each time I was fucked. Some after waking them up by sucking their cocks to throbbing hardness before they awoke. Each time our fucking involved several position changes. Each time we both climaxed.

I woke the next morning in bed alone. I was disoriented for a moment before remembering the previous night. I heard voices from downstairs and leapt out of bed for the shower and bathroom. With wet hair and only a towel wrapped around me, I padded downstairs to find the four men in the kitchen with the remnants of breakfast on the table and the smell of rich coffee welcoming me. I smiled at them as I entered and they all stood. They were all wearing only boxers. The first, Brian, unknotted the towel as he kissed me welcomingly. Each, then, took me in their arms and I was happy and impressed to feel stirrings in their shorts as they pulled me into them tightly as we kissed.

I wondered if it would all start so quickly but I was moved to a chair and served coffee, juice, and a breakfast of eggs, sausage, and hash browns. It was wonderful and I shoveled it in as the they joined me with another cup of coffee and watched. They asked me about waterskiing, I said I didn't know how, and they said it was okay because they also had a wake board that I could kneel on. First, they had to get the boat ready, gassed, and more beer for the day. It sounded like we were spending a lot of time on the water.

I suppose I should have anticipated it. Adam held up a thin, very short, coverup as he pulled me toward the dock and the waiting boat. I was naked. Apparently, I was to remain naked, too. Whipping around the lake, it was interesting to me how quickly I relaxed about my nudity. I was sure other boaters could tell, especially when I got up to straighten the line when one of the guys fell. It soon came to be my turn and I was now more concerned. I was a good swimmer and was encouraged to only use a floatation belt like the guys had used. They had shorts on, though. I was determined not to deny myself experiences with these guys, though. I allowed Mark to fasten the belt around my waist and I slipped over the end of the boat. I climbed onto the board and held onto the line as the boat slowly drifted away until I was holding the handle which was threaded through a clip and leaned back as instructed to raise the front of the board. As the boat took off, I had no choice but hold on and go wherever they took me which turned out to be through some very crowded sections of the lake. Needless to say, I drew a lot of attention.