Chapter 9: The Rest of The Guys Do Me

For the next hour or so I just let myself go, pretty much allowing myself to be nothing more than a submissive whore, or should I say their sex genie, granting the wishes of the rest of them one by one. Lying in the middle of the floor, I let them to do pretty much whatever they wanted (except anal which a couple of them tried but I wasn’t about to go there). Before it was over, I was pretty sure all of them had fucked me at least once and there was a couple of them I knew were in me at least three times or more although they didn’t cum each time.

One reason I’m pretty sure they all fucked me was I think they wanted everyone to participate so they were all equally guilty in case someone was tempted to spilled the beans afterwards. What surprised me more than anything was how many of the guys had wedding rings on at a “bachelor” party! Well, I guess the only guy who HAD to be a bachelor was the groom. Actually, it thrilled me when I saw the rings on their fingers when they fucked me, knowing what they represented.

In addition to the adultery aspect, I wondered if any of them had daughters at home that they might be looking at a little differently after fucking me! Even Tom returned for another shot at my pussy. Evidently any remorse he might have been having had faded quickly once he saw everyone else fucking me.

At times I had two or more cocks working me - one in my mouth, one in my pussy and one or two in my hands. I lost count how many times I came myself and there’s no way I’ll ever know just how many loads of cum were sprayed on me, pumped in my pussy or shot in my mouth. All I DO know is that I was literally bathed in cum by the time they were done with me.

My pussy go to be so full of sperm that when the next cock entered me I could hear the squishing sound of the cum being pushed out of me. By the time the last guy was finishing himself off inside of me, I was almost afraid to stand up, not knowing how much cum was going to gush from my heavily fucked pussy!

It was fitting that the last guy to fuck me was Tom, back for yet another crack at my pussy. He must have figured that having crossed the line he may as well go all the way! The rest of them collapsed on the furniture or floor, leaving me alone on my back waiting for Tom to finish things off.

Taking advantage of me being on my back, this time Tom fucked me in the missionary position. My legs were exhausted so I just laid back with my legs apart, letting him do all the work. Despite all the fucking my pussy had just been given, his big cock was still a pleasure to have in me.

I don’t know where he managed to get it from, but eventually he had one last load of cum for me and this time he stayed in me instead of pulling out as he had done the previous two times. After he came he just stayed in me, holding himself up on his elbows as we both savored the moment.

“Remember this tomorrow night in your wedding bed,” I whispered up to him as he panted from his exertions. “Remember how tight my pussy feels on your dick, how good it felt to cum in me.”

Maybe I was going over the top but I couldn’t stop myself. He didn’t respond but the increased pressure as he tried to drive his spent cock just a little further into me told me all I needed to know. Finally he was so soft he was almost out of me anyway so he pulled out of and to the floor next to me, sweating like crazy with his eyes closed.

I smiled as I looked at Tom’s now flaccid dick, glistening in the light with the mixture of our cum covering it. It was hard to believe that it had actually been INSIDE of me three times in the past couple of hours and I tried to imagine how it must have looked inside of me that last time as he shot his sperm into me.