I slid off him shaking and went straight to Gabriel's lap.
I kissed him on the mouth too, tongue diving in, tasting something different, sweeter, cleaner. He grabbed the back of my neck with a solid grip, firm, and I just sank right down. His dick slid in all at once, slow, carving its way, stretching everything out. Fuck, I was soaked, pussy dripping, but it still felt kinda new to me. I felt him filling me up completely, deep, hot, throbbing inside.
I started riding up and down slow, then faster, feeling every inch of him rubbing against my sensitive walls. My pussy clenched around him, juices running down his balls, down my heels. I was crazy with lust. With Diego right there in front of me, watching everything, it lit me up even more. I ground my hips looking at him, moaning loud, showing him I was loving it, that I wanted more.
The madness hit hard. I couldn't see shit anymore, didn't know who was who. Just felt dick sliding in, dick pulling out, pussy stuffed, pussy empty, horniness consuming me. I remember sinking down and grinding on Douglas, hearing him whisper dirty shit in my ear, annoying as always, but I didn't stop. Then on Bernardo, who sucked my tits again while I rode him, and on Robson, who groaned like he was dying of pleasure. I rubbed my tits in his face, kissed his mouth, slammed down hard, up and down, feeling his dick plunge deep, even with the disgust at his pubes, even with all of it. I was out of my mind.
Worse: I was doing all this raw. No condom. None of them. Fuck, I was so clueless... Pussy full of their pre-cum, my juices, risk, insanity. And I didn't stop. I wanted more. Wanted them all to use me. Wanted Diego to see everything.
He just watched.
Smiling.
Then Diego told me to get on all fours on one of the lounge chairs. I climbed up there with shaky legs, knees sinking into the hot mattress that was still damp and sticky from sweat, pussy juice, lube that had leaked earlier. The fabric stuck to my skin, burned my kneecaps and palms. I braced my hands in front, fingers digging into the wet cloth, ass arched up as high as I could, back curved, head down.
My sweat-soaked hair stuck to my forehead, cheeks, back of my neck, heavy like a hot curtain. The afternoon air hit my exposed asshole, my swollen red pussy straight on, making my whole skin prickle. Every light breeze felt like a tongue sliding over it, too sensitive, throbbing too much. I felt the emptiness ache, my asshole twitching, begging to be filled again even though it burned.
He knelt behind me. I heard the click of the tube opening, smelled that sweet familiar lube scent hit my nose before it even dripped. First came the cold drops, icy and slick, landing between my cheeks and trickling slow down my already sensitive swollen entrance. The chill clashed so hard with my body's heat that I let out a low, raspy, involuntary moan. Then his fingers. Two at once, plunging deep, no warning, no mercy.
The feeling of being stretched open again made me arch my back, push back without meaning to, moaning loud. He moved slow, curling his fingers inside, clearing the way, brushing walls that were already hypersensitive, swollen, sore. The wet squelching sound was loud, embarrassing, hot as fuck, lube mixed with old cum, my juices still leaking nonstop. I bit my lip till it hurt, moaned hoarse, felt my asshole give in, open wider, pulse hot and tight around him.
Then the first smack on my ass. His open hand cracked against my right cheek with brutal force. The sting exploded instant, hot, raced up my skin like liquid fire, burned all the way to my spine. I screamed loud, voice raw and broken, echoing around the pool area.
"Scream, slut! Today you can scream. Scream, you whore, bitch, little tramp."
The second one hit even harder. On the other side. The sound was sharp, loud, the impact made my skin quiver, the burn spread like a heat wave up my back and down my spine to my pussy. The pain mixed with a violent pleasure that made my pussy clench empty, fresh juices trickling hot down my inner thighs. He spanked with relish. Alternating sides, each slap heavier, lingering longer, leaving my ass red, swollen, throbbing like it had its own heartbeat. Every crack made my whole body jolt, tits bounce, asshole wink hard around his fingers still buried inside.
My skin burned, stung, hurt so good. Each smack was a blast of heat surging through my flesh, made my nipples harden more, made my pussy squeeze and drip out of control. The more he spanked, the more I arched up. The hornier I got, violent and hot, taking over everything. I felt tears streaming down my face, nose stuffed up, mouth open in screams that turned into long, raspy moans. My asshole ached. My ass burned. And still I wanted more. My pussy dripped nonstop, clit pulsing just from the pain.
He knew. He always knew. Laughed low while landing another, and another, marking my skin with the shape of his hand, hot, red, hypersensitive, every touch of air feeling like a fresh smack.
Then he told me to brace myself, 'cause each one was gonna fuck my asshole.
Diego said he'd organize it, timing each guy's turn. Each one gets five minutes in my ass. When time's up, obey right away and pass it to the next. He said it with a calm voice, almost cold, like reading rules to a game he made up himself. And me, on all fours, ass up, asshole already open and burning, all I could do was nod, my whole body shaking from anticipation and exhaustion mixed together.
The first one came up behind me. Don't even know who anymore—Adriano, Gabriel, Douglas, Bernardo or Robson—just felt the hot dick press against my slick entrance, push slow at first, then ram it all in at once. The pain was sharp, tearing, but flipped to pleasure right away. He pounded hard, gripping my hips with both hands, nails digging into the already red flesh from the spanks. Each thrust jolted my body forward, tits swinging, nipples scraping the rough hot mattress. At the same time, another dick appeared in front of me, rubbing my lips.
I opened my mouth without thinking, swallowed deep, feeling the head hit my throat while my tongue swirled on autopilot. My hands went to the sides on their own, grabbing two hard cocks, jerking fast, fingers sliding in the hot pre-cum dripping from them. I couldn't see shit anymore. Just felt. Dick plunging in my ass, dick stuffing my mouth, cocks throbbing in my hands, the strong smell of raw sex hitting my nose, the wet slap of flesh, hoarse moans mixing, lube and cum dripping.
To be continued...