Mike stepped aside, his cock still hard and glistening with my juices. Jeremy laid down in front of me, his cock already slick with lube. His gaze locked with mine. "Your pussy is going to ride me now," he said with a grin, his voice a seductive promise. "Are you ready?"

I complied breathlessly, my legs trembling as I settled over him, my pussy slick and ready. He reached up to grip my waist, guiding his cock to my entrance as I lowered myself onto him. The sensation was heavenly, his cock sliding into me with ease, filling me completely. He groaned, his eyes rolling back in his head as he felt me tighten around him.

Jeremy's cock stretched my pussy wider than it had ever been before, the feeling of being so full and claimed overwhelming. Each inch that disappeared inside me was a new revelation of pleasure and pain, my body struggling to adjust to the sheer size of him. But as I grew more accustomed to the intrusion, the pleasure began to eclipse the discomfort. The heat of his shaft seemed to burn through me, setting every nerve ending alight with a fierce, demanding need for more.

As Jeremy began to fuck me in earnest, his hips rising to meet my own, Alex stepped forward, his eyes never leaving mine. I could see the excitement in his gaze, the hunger as he took in the sight of me, my body being used so completely.

Alex took his time, admiring the way Jeremy's cock stretched me open with each deep thrust. "Look how fucking hot you are," he murmured, his voice a mix of awe and desire. "So tight, so perfect."

My asshole was gaping and ready, begging for Alex's attention. Alex's eyes were glued to the sight of it, the pinkness of it stark against my pale skin. It was open and inviting, the muscles relaxed from the thorough stretching Mike's cock had provided. He licked his lips, the desire to claim me in the same way Jeremy was claiming me, written all over his face. He stepped closer, his cock standing proudly erect, a clear indication of his intentions.His fingertips traced the edges of my asshole, sending shivers down my spine. The sensation was overwhelming, a heady mix of pleasure and vulnerability.

"Fuck, Alex," I managed to breathe, my eyes rolling back in my head as he dipped a digit inside, feeling my walls clench around it. He smirked, knowing exactly how much I liked it when he talked dirty. "You want more of this?" He twisted his finger, adding another, stretching me even further.

"Give it to her, Alex," Jeremy murmured, his voice thick with lust as he spread my ass wider, and held my back and hips down, keeping me in place.

Mike took the bottle of lube and handed it to Alex, who coated his cock in a generous amount. He squeezed some lube directly into my ass, the cool liquid contrasting with the heat of my body. I gasped, the sensation both foreign and exhilarating.

"Do you know what's going to happen next?" Alex whispered, his voice a seductive purr that sent shivers down my spine as he leaned in.

I nodded, my eyes never leaving his as he positioned himself behind me. The anticipation was almost unbearable, my body trembling with need. I knew what was coming, and a part of me reveled in the depravity of it all.

"Tell us, baby," Jeremy urged, his cock still deep inside my pussy, his hips moving in a slow, torturous rhythm that had me panting for more. "Tell us what you think is going to happen."

I looked into Alex's eyes, feeling his breath on my neck, his cock pressing against my asshole. I knew what they had planned, what they were all eager to do to me. "You're... going to take me," I whispered, the words barely leaving my lips. "All of me."

Alex's eyes lit up with excitement at my admission, and he leaned in closer, his teeth grazing my earlobe. "That's right, baby," he murmured. "We're going to be using every one of your holes."

I could feel the tip of Alex's cock pressing against my tight hole, the anticipation of his entry making me whimper. Jeremy's thrusts grew slower until he stopped, his hands gripping my ass tightly apart as he watched his friend prepare to take me.

Alex's hand slid up my back, his fingers tracing the curve of my spine as he whispered sweet nothings into my ear. His cock nudged against my asshole, the blunt head slipping in a fraction of an inch before retreating, causing me to yelp in surprise. It was a delicious torment, the promise of what was to come making me crazy with need.

Mike stepped closer, his eyes glued to the spot where Alex's cock was about to breach my ass. He leaned in, his breath hot on my neck. "Relax," he murmured, his hand sliding up to rub my neck. "Just let it happen."

With a deep breath, I did as he said, my muscles loosening around the head of Alex's cock. He pushed in gently again, the stretch unbearable, until with a pop, he was inside me. I gasped, the sensation of being filled in both my pussy and ass was unlike anything I'd ever felt before.

They started moving in unison, their cocks sliding in and out of me, filling me completely. Each stroke sent shockwaves of pleasure through my body, my pussy clenching around Jeremy's shaft, my ass gripping Alex's as he pushed deeper. The pain was still there, but it had transformed into something else, a deep, primal need to be taken.

Their rhythm grew more intense, their hips moving in perfect harmony, their bodies a blur of muscles and sweat. I was lost in the sensation, my mind a haze of pleasure and fear. I had never felt so alive, so... claimed.

Mike's hand didn't leave my clit, his fingers dancing over it in a way that had me on the edge of release. His other hand held my hip, keeping me in place as Alex and Jeremy took turns thrusting into me. The room was a symphony of their grunts and my whimpers, the sound of flesh slapping against flesh echoing off the walls.

Then it happened. I came again, my body tightening around both their cocks as waves of pleasure washed over me.

Alex and Jeremy didn't stop, their hips moving in a relentless rhythm that had me screaming and panting, my nails digging into the bedsheets. Each thrust was a declaration of their dominance, a claim on my body that I had willingly surrendered to them.

Mike took advantage of my open mouth, sliding his cock between my lips, still slick with my juices. The salty taste of myself mingled with the faint scent of the lube they'd used on my ass, and I moaned around him, my tongue swirling around his head. He groaned, his hand fisting in my hair as he fucked my mouth with the same fervor that his friends were fucking my pussy and ass.

The sensation of being so completely filled was like nothing I'd ever experienced before. Their cocks stretched and claimed me, each stroke hitting a place inside me that had never been touched. The pain had morphed into something beautiful, a symphony of sensation that had me writhing with need.

"Do you like having three cocks in you, baby?" Alex's question was a taunt, a challenge that sent a thrill through me. I couldn't believe the words that came from my mouth, the admission that I was enjoying every second of it. "Y-yes," I stuttered, my voice breathy and strained.

Their eyes lit up at my confession, their smirks telling me they knew exactly how much power they had over me in that moment. Jeremy's grip on my hips tightened, his strokes growing more urgent as he neared his climax. Mike's hand on my neck tightened, his thumb tracing the pulse that hammered against his skin. Alex's cock swelled in my ass, his own pleasure evident in the way he moaned my name.

"Say it again," Jeremy demanded, his voice a harsh whisper in my ear. "Say you like it."

I whimpered, the feeling of their cocks pounding into me, filling me to the brim, was almost too much to handle. But the demand in Jeremy's voice, the need to satisfy them all, had me nodding, my voice hoarse. "Yes, I like it. I love it."

Their eyes glinted with triumph, their strokes growing more aggressive as they heard my confession. Mike's hand tightened on my neck, guiding my head to take him deeper into my throat, while Jeremy's grip on my hips had me bouncing faster on his cock. Alex's eyes never left mine, his own lust mirroring the feeling building deep within me.

"Good girl," Mike murmured, his voice strained as he fucked my mouth. "Take it all, take us all."

Their movements grew more frantic, their breathing ragged as they approached their climax. I could feel their muscles tense, their strokes growing more erratic. My body was a playground for their desires, a canvas for their lust.

Jeremy's cock swelled inside me, and with a roar, he released, filling me with his warm cum. The sensation was intense, and I moaned around Mike's cock, feeling the heat of Jeremy's release deep within me. Mike's hips stuttered, and he pulled out with a groan, his seed spilling onto my face as he watched his friends claim me.

Alex took over, his strokes deep and powerful, filling my ass as I trembled with the aftershocks of Jeremy's climax. He leaned over me, his breath hot in my ear as he whispered dirty words that only heightened my arousal. "You're so tight, so fucking perfect," he groaned, his hand sliding around to my clit, his fingers working in tandem with his cock.

The pressure was building again, my body on the precipice of something so intense I could barely breathe. Their eyes were on me, watching every twitch, every gasp, every drop of pleasure that spilled from my body. It was like being under a microscope, studied and used for their own satisfaction.

Alex's hand worked my clit in a relentless rhythm that matched the thrusts of his cock. The pleasure grew, my orgasm building like a crescendo until it crashed over me, making my body convulse around him. I screamed as Alex reached his peak, filling my ass with his hot, sticky cum.

For a moment, we all froze, our bodies entangled and spent, our breaths the only sound in the room. Then, with a gentle kiss to my cheek, Alex withdrew from me, leaving me feeling empty yet utterly satisfied.

Jeremy pulled out too, a satisfied smirk playing on his lips as he took in the sight of me, sprawled out on the bed with cum on my face, ass, and pussy. "Beautiful," he murmured, and I couldn't help but feel a twinge of pride at his words.

Mike leaned in, wiping the cum from my face with a tender touch before claiming my mouth in a kiss that was surprisingly gentle. His cock, still hard, nudged against my cheek, and I could feel the stickiness of my own arousal on my skin.

"You did so well," he whispered, his eyes sparkling with something that looked suspiciously like affection.

Their gentle touches and tender kisses were a stark contrast to the rough fucking they'd just given me, leaving me feeling cherished in the most depraved way possible. I lay there, panting and trembling, my body still trying to process the overwhelming sensations that had just ravished me.

Mike helped me off the bed, his strong arms supporting me as my legs wobbled. "Let's get you cleaned up," he murmured, his eyes full of something that was almost... affectionate. The three of them guided me to the en suite bathroom, the cool marble a welcome relief against my heated skin.

They handed me a warm, wet washcloth, each taking turns to lovingly wipe away the remnants of their pleasure from my face, my breasts, my thighs. It was almost as intimate as the act itself, their tender care for me in that moment making me feel... special.

Once I was clean, they helped me dress, their eyes never leaving me as they pulled my clothes back over my body, as if committing every inch of me to memory. Jeremy handed me my t-shirt, his touch lingering a moment too long as he helped me slip my arms through the sleeves.

The reality of what had just happened began to sink in as I dressed myself, the fabric feeling tight against my skin. The men exchanged glances, the tension in the room palpable. "You should go," Mike said gently, his voice laced with a hint of regret.

I nodded, understanding that our time together had come to an end. As I turned to leave, their eyes followed me, a silent promise hanging in the air. A promise that maybe, just maybe, this wouldn't be the last time.

But as the door clicked shut behind me, the cool night air a stark contrast to the heated confines of the penthouse, I knew that I had to walk away. This was a one-time thing, a wild, unforgettable night that could never be repeated.

I stepped into the elevator, the reality of the situation settling like a heavy weight on my shoulders. As the doors slid closed, I couldn't help but look back one last time at the three men who had claimed me so thoroughly. They watched me go, their expressions unreadable, their desires still etched into every line of their faces.

The descent to the lobby was surreal, my mind reeling from the intensity of what had just transpired. I stepped out onto the street, the cool air hitting me like a slap in the face, bringing me back to reality. I climbed onto my bike, the leather seat rubbing against my soreness like a stern reminder.

My phone buzzed in my pocket as I pedaled away from the towering building, and I pulled it out with trembling hands. It was a call from my boyfriend, Sam. "Hey babe," I answered, my voice surprisingly steady. "How was your day?"

"It was just the usual," I said nonchalantly, trying to ignore the ache between my legs that screamed otherwise. "Lots of deliveries. How about yours?" I focused on the rhythm of my breathing, the wind in my hair, and the sound of the city around me to keep my thoughts from spiralling.

Sam's voice was warm and familiar, telling me about his day and the new game he was playing. As he talked, I felt a strange mix of guilt and exhilaration. The thrill of my recent encounter with the three strangers was still coursing through my veins, making it difficult to concentrate on his words.

"Oh, and I picked up dinner," he said, interrupting my scattered thoughts. "I figured you'd be tired, so I got your favourite Thai takeout."

I forced a smile into my voice, trying to push the images of the three men out of my mind. "That sounds amazing," I said, my stomach doing a flip-flop at the thought of food. "I'll be at your place in about fifteen minutes."