One time, I went to sleep over at a friend's house after her birthday. Her parents were away on a weeklong business trip, so it was just me and her and two of her friends the same age. She'd already invited them when I called and said, "Come over, we're going to have a blast tonight, no holds barred." I decided to wear a short skirt, a crop top, and a thong because I knew what was going to happen. I was free, the alcohol was already in my system, and I just decided to let loose. A friend opened the door; she was really happy I'd arrived and wasn't afraid. She introduced me to the guys—there were three of them. It was clear I was scared, but she assured me they were nice and wouldn't hurt anyone. We immediately went to the kitchen, turned on some music, and poured ourselves a glass. We drank to our new acquaintance. We started chatting, laughing, and dancing in the kitchen. Then I noticed my friend kissing a guy by the window, while the other one had his hand up her skirt and was running his fingers over her thong. Then my friend got up and said she was going to make coffee. As soon as she left, three other guys followed her. I stayed sitting with the other two on the couch. We continued talking and laughing. One of them suggested we have another drink and become brothers. I agreed. We drank, and we were both passionately kissing and tongue-to-mouth. The alcohol was really starting to affect me; I relaxed and started to feel free. While we were kissing, a second guy sat down next to me and started caressing my body. His hands reached under my top, squeezed my breasts, and his thumbs brushed over my nipples. I broke the kiss and said I needed to go out but would be back. I went to the bathroom, and on my way back, I glanced into the other room. My friend was already being fucked hard. She was doggy style on the couch, the second guy stood in front of her, his cock in her mouth, the first was lying down and fucking her from behind, and the third—I didn't realize—was standing next to her and caressing her breasts. They took turns, cum flowing down her thighs, she moaned, holding onto the couch. This scene really turned me on, and I hurried back. When I walked in, the guys were standing around discussing who would do what. I walked up and started kissing them one by one—first one, then the other. Their hands immediately went under my skirt, squeezed my ass, and their fingers rubbed against my thong. I felt everything inside me burning. We kissed with tongues, their fingers went under my skirt, rubbed against my clit through the fabric, then one went under my thong and started massaging my pussy. I was already wet. Then they started undressing me. They took off my skirt, picked up my top, and ripped off my thong in one motion. I stood there completely naked, and they did it themselves. Two guys lay down on the couch and placed me between them. One began greedily sucking my nipples and licking my breasts, the other moved lower and began licking my little girl—his tongue ran all over my pussy, around my clitoris, dipped in and out, then kissed my ass and licked my hole. I felt their warmth, drool, heat. My pussy was dripping, almost purring. I got down on my knees and started sucking each of them. First, I took the head in my mouth, then moved lower, licked his balls, swallowed his balls, and then rose up and swallowed his whole cock. I sucked like crazy—fast, greedily, my tongue racing through his veins. One of them came first—cum sprayed all over my face, my tongue, and my mouth. I opened my mouth, held my tongue, and he squirted thick, hot cum into my mouth. I swallowed it all and smeared the rest all over my face and chest. The other guy lay on his back, and I sat on him. My pussy wrapped itself around his cock and engulfed him. I started moving my hips, riding him like a horse. The third guy stood in front of my face and started jerking off into my mouth. I felt him coming soon, but I didn't stop—I rode faster, moaning. He couldn't take it anymore and spurted into my mouth. I swallowed, and he immediately went on top of me. His cum was hot, thick, delicious—I almost came from the feeling alone. I got off the first one, he wiped himself off me, and the second one immediately pulled me doggy style. I got on all fours, and he thrust his cock into my pussy with one thrust. I moaned with pleasure, my tits swaying. The third one took my breasts in his hands and squeezed my nipples hard. They took turns—one fucked my pussy, another his mouth, the third squeezed my tits. Cum flowed out of me, dripping onto the couch. I could already feel my orgasm approaching, but they didn't stop. Then one guy couldn't take it anymore and came in my mouth—a thick stream of hot sperm filled my mouth, and I swallowed it all. By the time I stood up, a lot of cum was already leaking out of my pussy. He immediately replaced it with his dick and started massaging my ass with his fingers, then stuck the head into my tight hole. I almost screamed—it was painful, but then bukvoeb.org became so delicious that I started moving back. They switched roles: one in my ass, then the other in my pussy. I felt his dick stretching my ass, and then he pulled out and then entered my pussy again. I wasn't shy anymore—I moaned, begged for it louder, harder. They fucked me for almost an hour. They constantly changed me, changed positions, made me suck, came in my mouth, then on my tits, then on my face, then right in my pussy. Cum was everywhere—on my face, in my hair, dripping from my chin, running down my chest, oozing out of my pussy and ass. I felt dirty, but incredibly aroused. One guy even said, "You're such a slut, just perfect." I came from that word, and then again, and again. My friend never showed up. By the end, we were lying naked on the floor, me covered in cum, and they were smoking and discussing how we'd fucked each other. Then we started again—I was squatting in the middle of the room, taking turns sucking each other off, and they came all over my face and mouth, some of it landing on my breasts. By the end, I looked like this: my face and breasts were splattered with cum, a thread hanging from my lips, and I was smearing it all over my breasts and playing with my nipples. I washed my face, but that was all I could do. I went to bed. The four of us slept on the same couch. I slept naked, covered in cum, and my friend and her boyfriends slept in the other room. The next day, we had another orgy, only this time for real—the guys changed, the roles reversed, but I was already a completely different person.