Susan slumped back against the couch, her chest heaving, her skin flushed and glistening. She let out a soft, breathless laugh, wiping my cum off her cheek with her fingers, before licking them clean.

After a marathon sex session with three of the most beautiful women I’ve ever met, Susan took me deep in her throat - something she recently mastered, thanks to some hands-on lessons from Colleen - and then begged me for a facial. 

"God," she gasped, her voice rough, "I forgot how much I missed sucking cock."

Colleen nodded in approval as she leaned in, pressing lazy kisses on Susan’s trembling shoulder before licking a streak off her chin. Mel giggled softly, her fingers tracing idle, soothing patterns over Susan’s thigh.

Susan blushed but didn’t look away. She smiled, rolling her eyes. "My fiancé..." she added with a dry chuckle, "...he hates it. Says it’s degrading."

Colleen’s mouth curled into a slow, dangerous smile. "His loss," she mumbled before she kissed Susan.

“Definitely his loss,” Mel agreed, her hand sliding higher along Susan’s thigh. She looked up at me, a slow, knowing smile playing on her lips. “Don’t get me wrong. I love getting fucked.” She paused, eyes dark, voice dropping. “But you are right, there’s just something about sucking cock.”

The three of them exchanged a knowing look, the air between them thick with shared hunger. One by one, they turned their attention to me, silently gauging whether I had anything left to give.

They were insatiable.

Mel, Colleen, and Susan were, in the simplest terms, my fuck buddies. One might suggest that we were ‘friends with benefits’, if you are into labels. The truth is, if we hadn’t been fucking, I’m not sure we would have been friends at all. And we fucked a lot.

I’d been sleeping with Mel for about a year. We were introduced by a mutual friend. We were attracted to each other, but there wasn’t a spark. That didn’t prevent us from sleeping together. Neither of us expected anything more than a one-night stand. The sex, however, was far better than either of us anticipated. One night turned into a second. Before long, we were fucking several times a week, with no illusions about a future beyond that.

Colleen was Mel’s roommate. One weekend, she came home early from a party and walked in on us. Mel was sprawled on the kitchen table and I was buried between her legs. Instead of turning around and walking away, to our surprise, Colleen calmly slipped off her dress and joined us. 

A lot of people would have called Colleen a slut. She never bothered to argue with the label. She owned it. She wore it like a badge of honor. Colleen was unapologetic about the fact that she loved sex. While Mel and I had gradually moved from vanilla to adventurous, the addition of Colleen took everything to an entirely different level.

Susan was the newest addition to our group. She worked with Mel and was engaged. Her fiancé was some big-shot finance guy. He represented a comfortable, carefree future. What most people didn’t realize was that she was quietly starved for attention. How someone so gorgeous could be so thoroughly neglected was beyond me.

Three weeks earlier, after too much wine, Susan decided to crash at Mel’s place. She woke up when things got a little loud. The next thing I knew, there was a third mouth on my cock. Mel tried halfheartedly to stop her, but Susan was determined. She was desperate, curious, and very clear-eyed about what she wanted. 

She made it clear that she had no intention of breaking off her engagement. She just knew she needed sex. Often. With people she trusted. For her, it was simple. 

And that brings us back to tonight. 

While Susan’s fiancé was working late, we were ‘ordering takeout and watching movies’. In other words, the four of us were spending hours devouring each other and fucking.

Colleen shifted suddenly, pushing herself off Susan and sitting up straighter, a mischievous smile forming on her lips. “Have you guys ever heard of a blow bang?”

Susan blinked, clearly lost. 

Mel’s eyebrows lifted with immediate interest.

Susan shook her head slowly. “No, what’s a ‘blow bang’?”

Colleen leaned in, lowering her voice to a sinful whisper. “It’s when a woman is surrounded by a group of guys. She sucks all of their cocks. One after another. Sometimes more than one at once.” She paused and licked her lips, her smile turning dark. “Fast. Messy. Filthy.”

Susan’s breath caught. Her thighs shifted restlessly.

Mel’s smile sharpened. “And you’re thinking…” she drawled.

Colleen looked at me. “I’m thinking you probably know some guys.”

She let that sit for a beat.

“This could be fun. And it would be the three of us…” she suggested, looking to Mel for confirmation.

Mel nodded slowly, suddenly lost in the possibilities, her fingers still idly teasing the bare skin of Susan’s hip.

Then Colleen turned back to Susan. “What do you think? The three of us. Multiple cocks. You game?” 

Susan swallowed, visibly trembling, clearly turned on. “We are just talking about blowjobs, right?”

“Yes, I am proposing a blow bang. Not a gang bang. Not an orgy.” Colleen said, laughing. “But if you enjoy this… Well, one thing at a time.” 

“Fuck… I…” Her voice wavered. “I’m in.”

Colleen leaned into her, laughing softly. She cupped Susan’s cheek, thumb brushing over her flushed skin. “Oh, baby,” she purred, her voice thick with promise. “You are going to love it.”

She then looked at me one more time and gave me a playful wink. “And don’t worry, Chad. You and that amazing cock of yours will absolutely be part of this.”

*****

The doorbell rang.

I walked across the room, my heart pounding with a slow, simmering tension. I pulled the door open, and there she was.

Susan stood on the porch, an overnight bag slung over one shoulder. She smiled, anticipation bright in her blue eyes. Her cheeks were pink from the cool night air.

I stepped back, wordlessly inviting her in.

“Moving in?” I joked.

She hesitated just a beat too long, a flicker of anxiety crossing her face. “I have a feeling I won’t want to go home immediately after this,” she said lightly, setting her bag by the door. “Told my fiancé we’d probably be drinking a lot of wine. Probably better if I spent the night.”

“Come on in,” I said. “The guys will be here soon.”

Susan followed me toward the living room.

A moment later, Mel and Colleen appeared. They lit up when they saw her.

“Just so you’re prepared,” I said evenly. “Six guys are coming. Five married. One engaged.”

Colleen pouted.

“Best I could do,” I chuckled.

Susan was holding her breath. Her fingers tightened around the hem of her shirt.

“They’ll be discreet,” I continued. “And they’re clean. Everyone’s been tested.”

Susan nodded, swallowing hard.

Colleen noticed and slipped an arm around her shoulders. 

“It’s okay. This is going to be fun.” She paused and then smiled reassuringly. “Chad, Mel, and I will be with you the entire time. If you feel overwhelmed, if at any point you change your mind, all you have to do is say ‘no’.” 

She let that sit for a moment before adding, “Trust me, this is going to be fucking amazing.”

Mel crossed the room and took Susan’s hand in both of hers, squeezing gently. “She’s right! Now, come on,” she said softly. “Let’s get ready.”

Susan let herself be pulled away, her overnight bag forgotten by the door. 

I watched them disappear around the corner, laughter drifting down the hallway, a mix of excitement and nervous energy.

*****

A half hour later, someone knocked on the door.

I wiped my hands on my jeans, my heart pounding with a sharp mix of nerves and electric anticipation.

I opened the door to find Jason. He was tall and broad-shouldered, wearing a cocky grin that didn’t quite hide his nerves.

“Hey, man,” he said, clapping my shoulder as he stepped inside.

“Hey,” I replied, keeping my voice low and steady. “Come in. Make yourself comfortable.”

Jason glanced around, shoving his hands awkwardly into his pockets.

The second knock came almost immediately. Then a third. A fourth.

One by one, the others arrived - Marcus, Brett, Nathan, Lucas, and finally Chris, the newly engaged one.

There were a few laughs, some nervous jokes, quick handshakes, and half-hugs. I greeted each of them calmly, deliberately, grounding the room as best I could.

Still, the nervous energy was impossible to miss. It felt surreal, like stepping into a fantasy that was somehow impossibly real.

Most of the guys drifted into the living room. A few lingered near the kitchen. Two or three pretended to scroll on their phones. No one spoke. Anticipation crackled in the air.

Then the girls appeared.

Susan, Colleen, and Mel walked slowly into the living room, barefoot, draped in matching sheer black robes. The fabric was so thin it hid nothing, barely brushing the tops of their thighs, their skin glowing under the low light.

No lingerie. No modesty. Nothing left to the imagination.

The men stared, open-mouthed, like they were witnessing a waking dream.

I stepped forward and cleared my throat sharply. My voice cut clean through the silence, low and commanding.

“Gentlemen, you are here for a blow bang,” I said, letting the words hang heavy in the charged air. “Three mouths. Six hands. One purpose.”

I let the tension build before continuing, my voice dropping even lower.

“This isn’t about sex. It’s about the best blowjobs you’ve ever had. Period.” I glanced at the girls and winked. 

A few of the men exchanged looks, disbelief flickering across their faces as they came to terms with the fact that this was really going to happen.

“The girls,” I continued, nodding toward Susan, Colleen, and Mel, “will be in complete control the entire time. You don’t touch unless you’re given permission. Hands behind your backs at all times, unless explicitly told otherwise.”

Some of the guys shifted uncomfortably, but no one spoke. No one challenged it.

“If any of the girls say ‘no’, you stop. Immediately. No questions. No complaints. This experience is for them as much as it is for each of you. If someone becomes uncomfortable, you will respect that.”

I looked around the room, ensuring that everyone understood.

“And one more thing,” I added, with a sadistic grin. “Nobody cums until the girls give you permission. Think you can handle that?”

My words landed like a spark on dry tinder.

“Okay, boys,” Colleen purred, her voice soft but lethal. “Lose the clothes. Let’s see what you are packing.”

For a moment, nobody moved. Then, chaos.

Shirts were yanked overhead. Belts ripped loose. Shoes kicked aside. The men stripped fast and clumsily, awkward laughter dissolving into raw anticipation. A few instinctively reached for themselves before remembering the rules. One by one, hands snapped behind backs.

From across the room, I watched, amused.

Then, with an easy calm, I pulled my shirt over my head and stepped out of my jeans.

The room felt molten, heavy with heat, tension, and barely contained need.

At the center of it all, the girls stood motionless. 

Colleen shifted first. With a slow, almost theatrical motion, she loosened the tie at her waist. The robe slid from her shoulders like water, pooling at her feet.

Susan followed, letting her robe fall away without hesitation, her flushed body trembling slightly as the cool air tightened her nipples.

Mel laughed softly and dropped her robe without ceremony.

The three of them stood naked beneath the low light, three flawless bodies gleaming, exposed, and utterly unashamed.

I gave a low, approving hum. Around me, the men visibly straightened, cocks standing at attention, hands clasped behind their backs.

“Circle up, boys,” Colleen said, her voice low and absolute.

The guys obeyed, forming a loose ring around the women.

Susan shifted nervously, her gaze flickering from face to face before finding mine. Steady. Warm. Safe. Without a word, she drifted toward me and sank to her knees, a soft sigh slipping from her lips.

I gave her an approving smile, making sure I kept my hands locked dutifully behind my back.

A few feet away, Mel and Colleen exchanged a wicked grin and moved without hesitation.

Mel dropped to her knees in front of Marcus. Colleen chose Lucas.

No introductions. No words. Just intent. 

Susan licked her lips and glanced up at me. I gave her an approving nod. She leaned in and took me into her mouth. The first touch of her tongue made me groan, my hips twitching despite myself.

Mel worked Marcus slowly at first, stroking him before easing her mouth over him, inch by deliberate inch. Without breaking rhythm, she reached out for Brett, pumping him in slow, teasing strokes.

Colleen was just as greedy. She swallowed Lucas eagerly, spit sliding down his shaft as she worked him deep. At the same time, her right hand closed around Nathan and her left hand fondled Chris, jerking both with sharp, efficient pulls.

The room was filled with wet sounds and strained breathing.

The two women drifted across the circle, changing places effortlessly. Hands stroked while mouths traded off, tongues came together, and playful kisses were exchanged. The motion never stopped.

Susan settled into her rhythm quickly as my approving groans steadied her. She bobbed her head, her tongue circling my sensitive head as she watched my jaw tighten and my body strain.

Noticing Jason standing by himself, she motioned him over and took him in her hand before taking me deeper in her throat.

I kept my hands locked behind my back, fighting the urge to grab her hair and start fucking her mouth.

Mel crawled closer, grinning. Susan passed me to her smoothly. They exchanged a quick kiss before Mel moaned softly around me. Susan turned to Nathan, wrapping her hand around him and stroking him with growing confidence.

Colleen shifted again, working between Chris and Jason, savoring every reaction, every tremor, every slick bead of precum. She never rushed. She didn’t need to.

Susan surprised herself. Initially, she was unsure if she could do this. But she loved it! The power, the control, the pure filth. She dragged her tongue along Marcus’s shaft while stroking Lucas and Nathan at the same time, both men twitching helplessly in her hands. The sensation left her dizzy and grinning.

Mel slipped between Brett and Jason. Taking a minute to catch her breath, she spat on their cocks, her hands never stopping.

Colleen’s hair had come loose, her cheeks flushed, her eyes bright with satisfaction. She turned toward me, took me deep, held me there for a long beat, then popped off with a wet sound. She smiled up at me, mouthing ‘thank you’, before taking me again, her left hand reaching for Brett, stroking him without mercy.

Susan and Mel paired up, sharing Lucas between them, their mouths meeting over him as they traded him back and forth. He whimpered, knees locked, barely holding himself upright.

Colleen paused briefly, watching with a pleased smile, before taking Nathan deep while Mel reached in to help stroke me, our bodies close, their hands sliding together over my slick shaft.

One by one, the men approached their limits.

The women were a glorious mess: spit-slicked, cheeks shining, fingers sticky, hair clinging to damp skin. They looked alive. Hungry, unstoppable, and absolutely fucking beautiful.

Finally, Colleen pulled back, chest heaving, mouth swollen, chin wet. She met Mel’s eyes, and then Susan’s, before giving them a single nod.

Mel leaned back onto her heels and looked around the circle, making deliberate eye contact with each man. “Okay, boys,” she purred. “It’s time. Give us everything you’ve got!”

Susan surprised all of us by chiming in, “That’s right, boys. Treat us like the cum sluts we are and shower us with your hot jizz!”

Not to be outdone, Colleen added, “Gentlemen, you may now touch yourselves.”

That was all it took.

Hands came free. One by one, each guy stepped forward.

Marcus was first, stroking hard over Susan’s chest and throat. She gasped as the heat splashed over her skin, smearing it with trembling fingers.

Nathan followed, spilling across Mel’s upturned face as she opened her mouth in invitation.

Lucas groaned as Colleen caught him with her lips, sucking him through the first pulses before pulling back, the rest landing across her chin, neck, and chest.

Chris coated Mel’s breasts, making her moan, lost in the moment.

Jason came next, the first streak caught by Susan’s forehead, three more shots splattering down her right cheek.

Brett jerked his cock several times and finished hard, spraying all over Colleen’s ample chest.

Then it was just me.

I stepped forward, breathing ragged. Susan met my eyes and opened her mouth, tongue out, waiting.

I stroked myself once. Twice. Then I lost it.

The first hot, thick spurts hit her tongue and lips. She moaned and wrapped her mouth around me, drinking what she could, letting the rest spill freely.

I finally stepped back, shaking.

Susan stayed on her knees in front of me for a moment, drenched and glowing, before collapsing softly into Mel and Colleen. The three of them melted together in the center of the room, laughing, kissing, and licking the mess from each other’s skin, savouring every drop.

Around them, one by one, the guys stepped back, completely spent and utterly dazed.

*****

The guys were scattered across couches and chairs, muscles slack, chests rising and falling as they tried to recover from the intensity of it all. Some sat with their eyes closed. Others stared up at the ceiling, dazed, as if still processing what had just happened.

At the center of the room, the girls were huddled together on the floor, a tangle of limbs and breathless laughter. They whispered among themselves, their soft, fingers tracing slow, idle patterns over each other.

I pushed myself up and excused myself. I returned with an armful of towels and offered them to the girls.

Susan first. She looked up at me with an appreciative smile as she took a towel off the top of the pile, cheeks flushed, eyes still glowing.

Then Mel. She leaned in to press a teasing kiss against my hip before accepting one of the towels with a satisfied grin.

Finally Colleen. She didn’t immediately reach for a towel. Instead, her fingers found my wrist, pulling me close.

She cleared her throat, cutting through the hazy quiet. 

All three girls straightened in unison. 

Mel bit her lip, a mischievous smile tugging at the corners of her mouth.

Susan looked nervous again, but eager, as she reached out and took Colleen’s other hand.

Colleen was grinning like a Cheshire Cat.

“Um, guys,” she said casually. 

Before proceeding, she looked at Susan and then at Mel. Both nodded in unison, eyes wide, chests rising with shallow breaths.

“First of all, thank you,” she said simply. “That blow bang was fucking amazing!” 

A few of the men shifted, heads lifting, curious where she was going.

“But…” She continued, her voice lowering, “...the three of us were talking. We want more.”

The room went quiet. She let the words hang before proceeding.

“What I am going to propose wasn’t part of the plan going into tonight.”

She looked around the room, letting the anticipation build.

“The three of us are so fucking horny right now… We want… no, we need… We want the seven of you to use us.”

She let that settle before she finished. “Hard. Messy. We want to be fucked senseless.”

Chris and Jason exchanged panicked looks, clearly out of their comfort zones. Blowjobs were one thing. But a full-blown orgy… 

“Fuck, I’d love to,” Chris muttered, reaching for his jeans. “But I’m meeting my fiancée’s parents early for breakfast. If this goes much later, I am never going to make it.”

Jason nodded too quickly, half-dressed already. “Yeah. Same. Early morning. Sorry, guys.”

They were gone within moments, muttering rushed goodbyes as the door closed behind them.

Four men remained. Marcus. Brett. Nathan. Lucas.

And me.

Five of us. All standing now. All hard again in anticipation. 

And three stunning goddesses.

I caught Susan’s eye and mouthed the words ‘Are you sure about this?’ She nodded, an excited glimmer in her eye. 

I knew this was Colleen’s idea. I could tell Susan was anxious. But it was also clear that she wanted this. 

The girls exchanged a look. No words were needed.

Susan stood first, still looking at me.

Mel rose next, her gaze lifted, dark and intent. 

Colleen followed quickly, practically vibrating, her flushed body betraying how badly she wanted more. She turned to face us, her voice cutting through the charged air.

“So…” she said, her voice barely a whisper, “Who’s ready to fuck?”

For a heartbeat, everything held.

Then the men surged forward. Hands, mouths, bodies collided.

I reached for Susan, pulling her into me. She melted against me, fingers scrambling over bare skin as we tumbled onto the couch.

Brett and Nathan crowded Colleen. She welcomed them with a grin, letting their hands grab and explore, mouths dragging over her flushed skin, fingers slipping between her thighs.

Marcus and Lucas closed in on Mel, hands roaming freely. They cupped her breasts, slid down her stomach, and dipped between her thighs. Mel arched into their touch, gasping, shamelessly open.

The women disappeared into a tangle of bodies.

Nearby, Marcus knelt behind Mel, spreading her open with his mouth while Lucas pulled her forward and fed her his cock. She moaned around Lucas, hands clutching his thighs as she worked to take him deeper.

Across the room, Colleen pushed Nathan to the floor and straddled his lap, riding him shamelessly while Brett pressed into her mouth. She rocked between them easily, her moans vibrating around him, sweat already gleaming on her skin.

I guided Susan back into the plush couch cushions and spread her legs. Dropping to my knees, I dragged my tongue along her in one slow stroke. She cried out, gripping the cushions as her hips jerked toward my mouth.

The room filled with wet sounds and strained cries.

I pushed two fingers inside Susan, stretching her slowly while my mouth worked her clit. Her body tensed, then broke, hard and sudden. She came quickly, soaking my hand as she whimpered through her first orgasm.

I straightened, gripped her hips, pulled her towards me, and drove into her in one long thrust, quickly finding my rhythm.

Moments later, she cried out, body clenching around me, pulling me deeper as she climaxed a second time.

I held Susan steady as she came down, then lifted my gaze. The room had shifted while we were focused on each other. Positions subtly changed, everyone was closer than before.

Pulling out of Susan, I stood and surveyed the room. Lucas and Marcus both noticed and leaned back, inviting me into their space. Between them, Mel looked up from where she knelt. 

With a wicked smile, I stepped forward and lifted Mel into my arms. With a wink, I said, “I have an idea”. I shifted my stance and gently guided her down onto my cock while pulling her into a filthy kiss. 

Quickly comprehending what I was suggesting, she mumbled against my mouth, “Fuck yes.”

Marcus’s eyes lit up and he stepped back in behind her, opening her with rough hands before slipping a finger inside her ass. She gasped, caught between us, immediately overwhelmed.

Out of the corner of my eye, I watched as Lucas pulled Susan off the couch. He pushed her onto all fours and positioned himself behind her. Nathan approached, slowly stroking his length before dropping to his knees and guiding himself into her mouth. She gagged briefly as she fought to relax her throat around him.

Across the room, Brett still stood before Colleen. She wrapped him in her cleavage, pumping him slowly, teasing his tip with her tongue while holding his gaze.

Focusing my attention on Mel, I held her close as I fucked her. Behind her, Marcus repositioned himself, trying to find the right angle. He slicked himself with spit and pressed into her. He pushed in slowly. Mel sobbed as he filled her, inch by inch. 

Suspended between us, she squeezed her eyes shut as we started fucking her in unison. It didn’t take long. She screamed as release tore through her, spilling down her thighs.

Marcus and I groaned at the sight, his hands tightening on her waist, mine cupping under her hips, holding her in place.

When Mel stopped shaking, Marcus retreated, leaving her trembling and empty. I gently lifted her off my cock and put her down. Her legs were weak. She proceeded to stumble backwards and collapsed into an armchair, legs spread, body dripping, chest rising and falling in shallow, desperate breaths.

Freed from Mel, I shifted my attention back to Susan, a few feet away. Lucas drove into her savagely from behind while she took Nathan deep in her throat. Suddenly, she pulled away from Nathan, gasping for air. Her body tensed and she cried out as she locked up around Lucas, her release spilling freely and covering him as she twitched uncontrollably.

When her orgasm finally subsided, Lucas sank back onto his heels. Susan, still panting, pushed off Nathan as she struggled to get back onto the couch. 

I cozied up to Susan, pulling her onto my lap and holding her. “You doing okay?” I whispered. 

She surprised me when she leaned in, gave me a playful kiss, and whispered, “Fuck me again, please.” 

I instinctively lifted her and dropped her down onto my cock. In one smooth motion, I filled her completely. 

Susan exhaled and looked directly into my eyes as she started shifting her hips against mine. She rode me in a way that felt comfortable, intimate, safe. 

From where he sat on the floor, Lucas watched. After a few moments, Susan stopped. She looked over her shoulder with a devious smile. Again, she surprised me when she burst out, “You too. I want both of you. Same time.” 

Lucas rose to his knees, reached down, and guided himself. Still slick with her release, he pressed against her. Susan cried out as he pushed in, pausing periodically to let her body adjust, until he was fully buried.

When Lucas and I started moving, Susan screamed out in pleasure, stretched between us. After a few minutes, she shattered again. Her body clamped hard around me, milking me as she came in waves, warm fluid escaping, soaking my thighs and dripping down her legs. 

I groaned, barely able to keep her upright as she convulsed, her nails dragging red lines across my shoulders.

Lucas cursed under his breath, gripping Susan’s hips tighter as she continued to shake. As we fucked her through her orgasm, I realized what was unfolding across the room.

Colleen was completely lost in a state of euphoria. 

Nathan stood next to her, fucking her mouth while Brett drove into her from below. She noticed Marcus watching, stroking himself. She motioned him to join them. He immediately positioned himself behind her and eagerly took her without ceremony. Colleen pushed back eagerly, taking him until she was packed full.

Nathan was buried in her throat. Brett thrust in and out of her pussy. And Marcus filled her ass. She sobbed around Nathan, her body bouncing helplessly between them. Air-tight.

Mel watched in awe from the chair, covered in sweat, slick and still shaking, eyes glassy. She slid a trembling hand between her thighs and touched herself again. She circled her clit lazily, moaning under her breath, rocking into her other hand, completely mesmerized by the carnage around her.

Marcus kept thrusting. Brett pounded into Colleen relentlessly. Nathan forced himself deeper and deeper into her mouth. Seeing that she was close, Brett let his hand drift between her thighs, fingers finding her clit.

That was all it took. 

Colleen moaned into Nathan as her orgasm ripped through her. Her pussy gushed around Brett, soaking him and the carpet beneath them as her body convulsed, pinned and shaking.

Marcus broke with a hoarse sound, grinding deep as he lost control, flooding her bowels, before pulling out. He stared as his release followed him, dripping down Colleen’s thigh.

Brett tightened his grip on her hips as he held her firm, shooting load after load deep into Colleen’s womb. 

Nathan followed, jerking himself urgently before painting her flushed face. Colleen opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue, swallowing what she could and licking at the rest before collapsing in a trembling heap.

Susan clung to me, oblivious to Colleen and completely lost in the moment. She ground against me desperately, nails still biting into my shoulders. With Lucas continuing to drive into her tight asshole, it didn’t take long until she shattered one last time, screaming my name, her body locking up around me.

That was all I could take. I exploded, filling Susan’s pussy with thick ropes of hot cum. Behind her, Lucas pulled out and finished across her back.

Susan suddenly sagged against me, boneless, holding me as our combined mess started escaping, running down her thighs.

Across the room, Mel watched, wide-eyed. She spread her legs wider, fingers working frantically until it was too much. She cried out and came again, squirting across the floor as her body arched and shook.

Eventually, she collapsed back into the chair, panting, her entire body twitching uselessly.

****

The room fell into heavy silence.

Bodies sagged. Limbs sprawled. The last tremors faded into exhaustion.

For a long moment, no one moved.

Then the guys began to stir. One by one, they grabbed towels and wiped themselves down. Lucas went to the kitchen and returned with several bottles of water. He passed them out as the others dressed in silence, disbelief evident in their expressions.

Marcus finished dressing first and caught my eye, offering an appreciative grin. “Fuck, man… thank you.”

I nodded, too drained to speak.

The others followed, lingering at the front door for one last look before slipping out into the night.

Then it was just Colleen, Susan, Mel, and me.

Colleen lay sprawled out on the floor, still smiling to herself, relaxed in a way that only came after everything had finally burned down. Susan had shifted and now lay curled against my side, warm and heavy with trust, her breathing already slowing. Mel slid off the chair and settled in close to Colleen, fingers tracing lazy, absent patterns along her arm.

“Everyone okay?” I asked quietly.

Three nods. Three soft smiles.

After a few minutes, I retreated to the other room. I returned with more towels, three pillows, and a large blanket. Small things that mattered now. We cleaned up slowly, without making a show of it. Afterward, I reached for the blanket and pulled it over us without a word. No one resisted. No one needed to.

The room was quiet now. 

No tension. 

Just breathing. 

Closeness. 

And much-needed rest.