“Well, well, looks like we’re in for a real treat tonight.” Zoe turned to Jasmine, her smile widening as she reached out and gently cupped her friend’s cheek. “What do you say we give these guys a little preview of what they’re in for?”
With that, Zoe leaned in, her lips pressing softly against Jasmine’s. The room fell silent for a beat—only the soft sighs of the watching men broke the quiet. Zoe’s tongue traced the seam of Jasmine’s lips, coaxing them open, and Jasmine eagerly responded. Their tongues met and entwined in a slow, sensual dance. The kiss deepened. Their bodies pressed together, hands exploring curves, putting on a show that made every man in the room hold his breath.
Zoe’s fingers found the clasp of Jasmine’s bra, deftly unfastening it and sliding the straps down her shoulders. Jasmine mirrored the move, unhooking Zoe’s bra with practiced ease. They stepped back, breathless, eyes locked, each admiring the other’s exposed breasts. A hush fell over the room as the men watched, wide-eyed, cocks throbbing with anticipation.
Zoe cupped her own breasts, teasing her nipples until they hardened. Then she leaned in, lips parting to capture one of Jasmine’s nipples in her mouth, her tongue swirling around the sensitive bud. Jasmine let out a low moan, head falling back, eyes closed as the sensation rolled through her.
She felt hands behind her—gripping her hips. Turning, Zoe saw two men, faces masked, eyes lit with lust. Smiling, she reached out, wrapping her fingers around their hard cocks. Her thumbs brushed the sensitive tips, drawing groans of pleasure from both.
As she stroked them, more hands found her body. Two more men stepped in, their mouths latching onto her nipples, teeth grazing her sensitive flesh. Zoe gasped, head thrown back, body pressed between four hard bodies, their cocks firm against her skin. Their lips, their hands, their need—it sent pleasure surging through her.
Her pussy was dripping, wetness sliding down her thighs. She moaned, hips grinding against the hands that clutched her, her body aching for more.
Out of the corner of her eye, Zoe saw Jasmine, also surrounded, her breasts bouncing as she ground against thick cocks. The sight only inflamed Zoe’s hunger.
She turned to one of the men behind her, voice low and commanding. “I want your cock in my mouth. Now.” Her eyes locked onto his as she knelt, lips parting, ready.
He stepped forward, gripping her head gently as she took him in. Her lips wrapped around his shaft, her tongue swirling along the head. She looked up at him, eyes dark with desire.
Two more men stood in front of her, cocks hard and ready. Zoe didn’t hesitate. Her hands reached out, fingers stroking their lengths as she bobbed her head on the first cock, tongue teasing its underside. She stroked the others with skill, brushing the sensitive tips, making the men groan and shudder.
The room filled with the sounds of heavy breathing, low moans, and wet, hungry sucking. More men crowded around her, hands roaming over her flushed skin, eyes fixed on her with ravenous lust.
One man guided her head to the side, offering his cock. Zoe opened her mouth eagerly, sucking him in. Her jaw ached, eyes watering, but she didn’t care. She loved this—the taste, the stretch, the raw submission. She was a cock-hungry slut, and she thrived on it.
She was here to serve, to please—and be pleased.
A hand smacked her ass, sharp and stinging, drawing a moan from her full mouth. Her hips bucked back, craving more. The man she was sucking let out a low groan. His body tensed. Hot cum shot into her mouth, spilling over her lips and chin.
Zoe swallowed greedily, licking her lips clean. “Delicious,” she purred, eyes gleaming. She stood, sauntering toward the bed, hips swaying. Climbing up, she spread her legs wide, baring her wet, glistening pussy. “Come on, boys. Fuck me,” she growled, voice thick with need. “I want all of you inside me, filling me up. Who’s first?”
The men rushed to the bed, surrounding her. Hands caressed her breasts, fingers teased her soaked slit, and Zoe moaned, writhing under their attention. She reached out, stroking the nearest cocks, her fingers slick with precum.
One man with dark hair climbed onto the bed, kneeling over her chest. He gripped his cock, rubbing it against her swollen lips. “Fuck, you’re soaked, baby,” he groaned.
He slid inside her in one thrust. Zoe cried out, her body stretching to accommodate him. His cock hit deep, his rhythm steady, each thrust sending pleasure jolting through her.
As he fucked her, Zoe turned her head, taking another cock into her mouth. She sucked him eagerly, her lips stretched tight, her tongue swirling. Another man stepped up beside her, stroking his shaft, eyes fixed on her tits. He leaned in, pressing his cock against her chest, smearing precum over her nipples.
Zoe moaned, bobbing her head on the cock in her mouth, grinding against the one inside her. The man beside her groaned, his hand stroking faster until he erupted, hot cum splattering across her breasts.
The man in her mouth followed. His body shook as he came, cock pulsing, salty release filling her mouth. She swallowed every drop.
Her eyes flicked to Jasmine, who was lost in her own chaos. Surrounded by men, her face lit with arousal, Jasmine was being worshipped—kissed, filled, stroked, and adored.
A dark-skinned man gripped Jasmine’s hips and pulled her back into a fierce kiss. She moaned against his lips, tasting sweat and hunger. He hoisted her up and impaled her on his cock. She gasped, her pussy stretching around him. Her hips moved in slow circles as she rode him, eyes half-lidded with lust.
Jasmine reached out, grabbing a cock and pulling it to her mouth. She sucked hungrily, hands stroking another. The man inside her groaned, his cock pounding her from below. She was surrounded, devoured, adored. She was a goddess—filthy, radiant, insatiable.
Cum spurted onto her tits and face. She moaned, taking more into her mouth, the heat of their release stoking her own arousal.
Zoe, across the bed, was still busy—cock in her mouth, hands stroking others. One man whispered in her ear.
“I want to fuck your ass, Zoe.”
The words sent a jolt of heat straight through her.
Zoe moaned around the cock in her mouth, her eyes flicking up to find the man who had spoken. His voice was low and hungry, edged with lust and dominance. Slowly, deliberately, she pulled her lips off the cock she’d been sucking, strings of saliva connecting her mouth to the slick, swollen tip. Her lips curled into a wicked grin.
“Time for anal,” she purred, her voice husky, dripping with desire. She turned her head, surveying the men surrounding her with greedy eyes. “You—” she pointed at a tall, muscular man with a thick, veined cock already glistening with precum, “—under me. I want you buried in my pussy.”
He stepped forward without a word, eyes locked on hers, his cock pulsing with anticipation.
Zoe turned to another, one with a devilish smirk and a bottle of lube already in his hand. “And you,” she said, voice lowering to a sultry growl, “you’re going to stretch my ass. I want to feel both of you inside me.”
The room seemed to tighten with tension. The other men fell still, watching, mesmerized by the sight of Zoe preparing to be doubly filled.
The first man lay back on the bed, arms behind his head, cock jutting proudly from between his legs. Zoe climbed over him, straddling his hips. She reached back, guiding the thick shaft to her soaked entrance. She was dripping, her pussy already slick and begging for it. Slowly, she began to sink down, inch by inch, until he was fully seated inside her.
“Fuck,” she gasped, her body trembling from the stretch and the fullness. Her walls clenched around him, greedy and wet, her clit grinding against his pelvis as she began to roll her hips in slow, lazy circles. His hands gripped her ass, steadying her.
Then she leaned forward, bracing herself on his chest and lifting her ass high in invitation.
The second man stepped up behind her, his gaze dark with hunger. He popped the cap on the lube and squirted it generously onto her tight, puckered hole, then onto his cock. The cold liquid made her flinch, then shiver in anticipation.
He rubbed a slick finger around her rim, teasing her, slowly pressing in just the tip. Zoe moaned, her breath hitching as he worked her open with patient, skillful movements.
“Relax,” he murmured, one hand stroking her lower back as the other continued to circle and press. “Let me in.”
She took a deep breath and exhaled, pushing her hips back, opening for him. He added a second finger, then a third, stretching her slowly, steadily. Her moans deepened, a mix of pleasure and raw hunger. Her pussy clenched tighter around the cock already inside her, her body on fire from the double sensation.
And then, she felt him.
The tip of his cock pressed against her slick, stretched hole. He paused, letting her adjust, before easing forward, inch by thick, delicious inch. Her body tensed, her breath caught, but she didn’t pull away. She pushed back.
“God—yes,” she groaned, eyes fluttering shut.
He slid deeper, filling her ass completely. Her whole body trembled as she was stretched to the edge. Her pussy, her ass, both stuffed with thick, throbbing cocks.
She had never felt so full. So claimed. So alive.
The man beneath her thrust upward, and the one behind her began to move too, slow and steady. The pressure, the friction, the fullness—it overwhelmed her. She cried out, her voice raw and ragged, as the men began to build a rhythm. They moved in counterpoint, one pulling out as the other drove in, their cocks rubbing her from inside, sending shockwaves of ecstasy through her core.
Zoe lowered her head and took another cock into her mouth, sucking hungrily, greedily, even as her body was pounded from both ends. Her right hand reached out, wrapping around yet another shaft, stroking it in time with the rhythm pulsing through her.
Every inch of her body was used, touched, worshipped. Her holes were stretched, stuffed, filled. Her mouth was wet with spit and cum, her tits heavy with the heat of hands and hungry eyes. She was consumed by sensation.
The man inside her pussy groaned, his thrusts becoming erratic.
“I’m gonna cum,” he gasped, gripping her hips hard.
Zoe moaned around the cock in her mouth as she felt him explode inside her, his hot cum shooting deep into her clenching pussy. The sensation of being filled triggered something primal—her body tightened, her orgasm rocketing through her. Her cries were muffled by the cock she sucked, her whole body shuddering violently as she came, juices gushing around the thick shaft buried in her cunt.
The man behind her kept going, pounding her ass with fierce, steady thrusts. Her walls trembled around him, and then he too let out a deep growl.
“Fuck, Zoe… I’m gonna—”
He slammed deep, his cock jerking as he filled her ass with thick, warm cum. She whimpered, overwhelmed by the heat, the stretch, the fullness.
At the same time, the man in her mouth groaned, his cock pulsing on her tongue. Hot, salty cum filled her mouth, spilling past her lips as he shuddered, then pulled out and shot the rest across her cheeks and chin.
The fourth man hovered near her face, jerking his cock furiously as she was pounded from both ends. Her eyes flicked up to him, mouth stretched wide around the cock in front of her, cheeks hollowing with every eager suck.
That was all he needed.
With a grunt, he came—his hot release spurting across her face, streaking her cheek, her brow, and splashing into her hair. She moaned, the messy sensation driving her wild, the taste and scent of sex surrounding her completely.
Zoe collapsed forward, panting, her body a glorious, filthy mess. Cum dripped from her lips, her face, her chest. She could feel it oozing from her pussy and her ass, leaking down her thighs in warm, sticky streams. Every hole used. Every desire fed.
A hand grabbed her hips. Another cock pressed against her soaked entrance.
She grinned over her shoulder. “Fuck me.”
Another cock pressed to her lips.
Zoe opened wide.
She was far from finished.
