Horny nymphos: 1> the Delivery men
written by:
Chris-t6290

Story outline: What with her seven-year-old freezer breaking down, and the food, along with her afternoon meal, ruined, Naomi Freebush decides to buy a fridge freezer combo for her apartment's kitchen, only for it to be delivered by four well-fit men.

Introduction: Although I read a book on the subject of ‘Nymphomania' many years ago, in reading stories by other female ES authors, I have come to realise something more enlightening than the book. It would appear that some women need to have sex with several men in order to achieve a fulfilling orgasm while in some others a need for unbridled sex can wind up inside them like the coil of a spring! Things to bear in mind when you read this collection of 6 ‘Horny nympho' stories.

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"Oh hell!" I exclaimed, annoyingly, when I went to get my microwave lunch from the freezer.

Everything had defrosted, while the vegetables and other such items: ice cream, lollies and cream cakes, had turned to sludge.

‘Oh well, looks like it's time to buy a new freezer,' I realised to myself. Although it had lasted nigh on eight years, it would have been nice to have had some sort of warning all the same. There certainly weren't any strange noises from it; none that seemed irregular, anyway.

Thankfully, it had happened towards the end of the month. If it had been after my early monthly shop...that didn't bear thinking about.

‘Keys, bag, credit cards. Right, let's go,' I minded myself. That's something I've always done, having watched Samuel L Jackson in ‘the Long kiss goodnight'. The scene where he sings what he wants and is doing. I don't sing, though.

Having alighted from the bus, I had little need to drive that afternoon, I went to McDonald's and had something to eat. My worry had left me hungry; more than usual. I ordered a cheeseburger and fries, which I soon devoured. ‘That hungry,' I realised, afterwards, however, that wasn't my only hunger, although the other one hadn't crept up on me in quite some while.

Presently in the local appliance store, the only one to sell freezers, I took a fancy to an upright one. In particular, a tall one with double doors that had a fridge on one side (I bought the one I've got at the same time as the freezer) a freezer on the other and a cold water dispenser set into the left door.

‘Wow!' I thought, having seen the low price of a cherry red one. Immediately, I drew the attention of one of the salesmen and enquired as to why it was inexpensive.

"It's okay, madam," he assured me.

"Miss," I corrected him.

"It's not faulty; we couldn't possibly sell faulty goods. It's the last one, a display model. It will work perfectly. If there are any problems, the guarantee covers the appliance and all food stuffs that are lost for 2-years and that's on top of the manufacturer's guarantee. Beyond that, we offer an extended warranty for a further 2-years," Raymond informed me, politely.

"I definitely want the extended warranty. When can it be delivered?" I enquired of the helpful assistant.

"Okay, then, if you'll just come with me...!"

"Naomi," I said.

"Right, then, Naomi. I'll just check what dates and times we have available, for you," Raymond smiled, and then had me follow him to a nearby computer terminal.

"Okay, let me see," Raymond uttered, as he tapped some keys and then moved the mouse to click on a couple of things.

"Right. Well, Naomi, I can do tomorrow at 5pm or the day after at 2 or 3pm. Those are the earliest I have on that; it's quite bulky and requires four men to deliver it," he informed me. ‘The sooner I get it delivered the sooner I can get back to normality,' I realised.

"Tomorrow at 5pm will be fine, thank-you," I agreed; after which, Raymond typed my address details into the computer, and had me follow him to the main counter. He then processed my transaction for the fridge freezer along with the extended warranty; the delivery, since I lived within a certain distance, was free. All the same, I decided I would give the men a substantial tip and so I went to my bank afterwards and withdraw some cash before heading to the supermarket.

Having picked out two microwaveable meals - for my evening teas - I also chose some cold ham, a tomato and a carrot for the following day's lunch of a sandwich.

When I awoke the next morning, I felt my insides churning, almost hungry. It was more of a nagging feeling, one that grips me from time to time. Shortly after I went to bed, my mind couldn't help but think about the men delivering my fridge freezer - I was horny. My clit wasn't just aroused, but throbbing in my nightwear panties, which were quite moist, I noticed.

Managing to refrain from any more thoughts about the men delivering my fridge freezer combo, I had breakfast, then later on lunch, and meanwhile got on with what chores needed doing before their arrival.

That evening, right on time, 5pm, my front door bell chimed. Opening the door, there stood my new cherry red fridge freezer and four quite fit men. Unable to suppress the nymph fever that had gripped me, I couldn't help but size them up.

"Miss Naomi Freebush," the one stood nearest the front enquired, quickly bringing me out of my lurid fantasy while none of them exerted any sign of a snigger at my surname.

"Yes, and thank-you, do, do come in," I intoned joyfully, doing my best to control the sexual craving that was gathering like a storm inside me.

"The kitchen's through here," I said, and left the last one of them to close the front door to my apartment, before having them follow me.

"I take it this is the one you want replaced," Eric, having introduced himself, said.

"You'll take the old one away, then," I exclaimed - Raymond making no mention of it to me.

"It's no good, I take it, so, sure," Eric rejoined, and with that, they set about moving the old one out of the way and subsequently wheeled the new one near to where I wanted it. They then raised my new fridge freezer combo off the reinforced trolley and set it down on the floor tiles. After that, it was just a matter of plugging it in and ‘turning it on', something that I already was.

"Would you mind waiting awhile, just for my own assurance that it will be okay. it was a display model, you see," I intoned, before going to fetch my purse from my bag.

Looking inside, I was shocked to find just $10 instead of the $30 I had; $20 for them. ‘Damn, I must have lost it,' I realised, and I'd asked them to wait. ‘What now,' I fretted.

‘There's more than one way to show your gratitude and appreciation,' a nagging voice inside my head lilted.

‘They are quite, well, fit and fanciable,' I iterated my earlier thoughts of them.

"I'd like to give you a tip. If you'll just follow me," I uttered coyly, having decided they'd waited long enough, and lead them into my lounge.

"I don't normally do this sort of thing, but, it's not everyday I have an appliance delivered," I excused my present actions.

"With a name like Freebush," the dark curly haired one exclaimed, as I began to unbutton my blouse.

"We'll gladly accept money, Naomi," Eric averred, while the others began responding to my invitation by loosening their overalls.

With my chemise half way open, I kicked off my shoes as I continued to undo my blouse. As I did, I found myself gazing at where the men's hard-ons would no doubt be; my eyes flitting from one to the other of them in a random manner.

John's was the first to appear. It was quite long, a good healthy eight inches and of average girth. My mouth salivated, instantaneously, when I caught sight of Martin's, though. Not only was it long, a good 10 incher, but it was noticeably thicker than the first one. Trevor's, on the other hand, was someway in between them, nine inches and reasonably thick. I drooled at that moment, wanting needing to get each one between my lips, then those of my pussy and, of course, for a nympho slut like myself, my tight little asshole.

"What about you, Eric, wouldn't you like my ‘Free—bush'," I intoned, as I unclipped my bra and let it fall away from my 38C breasts.

"Fuck it!" he exclaimed, his mouth and lips no doubt salivating at the sight of my pert breasts. "We've finished for the day," Eric added, as he grappled with the buttons of his overall; an intimation I'd be getting more than just the usual quick fuck I receive from most men.

Not giving me a chance to undo my skirt, Martin and Trevor, the first of them to get undressed, had me sit down on the sofa, which made a welcome change from being knelt on the carpet. If it were outside, which it invariably was, it would be grass, earth or cold stone.

Each one's cock (all four of them) stood out proud and firm from his groin. Having grasped Martin's and Trevor's, to draw them nearer to me, I spat in each palm and began stroking their warm dicks just as John directed his cock towards me - my mouth. To begin with, I spat on it. I then licked the small bubble of saliva around his glands while he held his shaft firm and almost still.

With Eric soon squatted behind me - his pants still on - I felt him reach around and grasp my shapely breasts just as I mouthed John's puffy glans, which were moist from my tongue's prior attention.

"Yes, emn, fuck," I cried and moaned, in response to Eric's intended pleasure.

Truth is, I invariably cum from having my tits mauled or that of my nipples being sucked, let alone pulled or pinched. My body goes into mild spasm sometimes, but what I crave; what I really need, is a fulfilling climax...orgasm.

That generally takes a lot to achieve, and usually after many minutes of being fucked and by several men. I tend to find I reach the heights of my sexual pleasure when I'm being double teamed; a cock in my pussy and another in my ass, no less.

Within no time at all, I was bobbing my head and lips back and forth along John's average size cock. Realizing my ardent vigour, he declined placing a welcome hand behind my head to encourage me to suck all the way down his length. With that leeway, I presently took myself from his saliva slick cock, but before I moved to one of the others - Eric still content to roll my nipples - I licked most of it from John's warm firm shaft, which I presently had my hand wrapped around.

"That's it, hold it for me to begin with," I directed Martin, as I prepared myself for the challenge of his very well endowed erection; he no doubt expecting me to take it down my throat, which I was all for doing.

My nympho condition, certainly brings out the slut in me, although there's one in most women, I feel. Who knows, if I didn't succumb to it, I may be content with just one guy and not a group of them. So far, the quartet of delivery men had made no mention of that, although I quite welcomed it as well; gives me an extra erotic buzz.

Again, I salivated the head of the cock before me. This time, though, I drew up the bubble with my tongue tip and laced the hanging strand around the proud puffy glans. I then mouthed the head and subsequently smooched it, letting my lips slide slowly over the crown and rest with the bell end in my warm accommodating mouth.

"Fuck, yes," Martin moaned.

Urged on by that, and still having enough additional concentration to casually stroke the cocks at either side (John and Martin having changed position), I sucked down a few more inches of Martin's shaft while teasing the head and eye with my tongue.

I'm not one of those women who sucks a guy off beforehand, as that's very much a waste of a fuck for me. I need to be fucked, pussy ass, it doesn't matter, it all helps towards getting me off, eventually.

Martin seemed quite eager for that, though, his hand encouraging me to take his cock all the way down, something I managed to delay for a brief while before finally ceding to his insistence; it did feel good in my throat, though.

Eventually, a hand gathered up my hair, and worked my lips back and forth on the cock in my throat. It was hard to tell which of the other two, other than Martin and Eric, it belonged to; the later one with his right hand in my moist thong where he was stroking my clit, which was a most welcome pleasure.

"I don't think she wants you to cum, Martin," exclaimed Eric, having he noticed I was somewhat fighting to get myself from the turgid cockhead that was throating me.

"Pah!" I uttered, when Martin got the message.

"I want you to fuck me when you cum, guys," I told them, before moving my attention to the repositioned Trevor, who began by planting the heel of his left hand against my forehead while teasingly motioning his dick up and down before me.

"Just your tongue tip, slut!" and there it was. My invitation to be all that I wanted and more.

"You want this dirty fucking slut to suck this long thick cock of yours. Come on, give it to me, let me fuck my mouth and throat on it," I averred forcefully.

"Lick it, go on, do it," Trevor urged insistently, the waving motion having since stopped.

Extending my tongue as far as I could, he allowed me the leeway to move my chin closer. That was enough to just catch the tip of the glans with that of my tongue, which I then flicked across the eye before skimming the smooth bulbous surface of the head.

Although not moving - my hands dormant also - Trevor nonetheless stroked along the length of his shaft. That urged it slightly forward each time, enough, that I was able to glide my tongue around the best part of the turgid crown and emit a contented moan.

"There you go, lick that up," he impelled me, having noticed a bubble of pre-cum ooze from the slit.

"Then, will you fuck my mouth. Make me take your thick hard fucking cock down my throat for you," I exclaimed, before obligingly licking up and tasting Trevor's sweet essence.

"Naomi certainly enjoys sucking dick," Trevor regaled, as I eventually got to slide my lips down and up his firm erection and recommenced stroking those that had been idly lodged in my hands.

"Urmn," I uttered a muffled moan, in response to the mouth fuck I was orchestrating.

Moments later, I felt him swell in my mouth. However, and heeding Eric's suggestion and my expectation, Trevor withdrew himself with me eagerly following him, albeit momentarily.

Although I get little sexual gratification from sucking dick, I do so enjoy the empowerment of it. Making a guy hard and enough that his dick is able to fuck me, for one.

"What about you, Eric," I intoned invitingly, now wanting to get a mouthful of his cock. It wasn't thick but it was long.

"You haven't cum," he rejoined considerately.

"I rarely do, not until I've been fucked a few times. I get wet but no physical climax," I told him, his moist fingers testimony to that fact.

Having released the others and with Eric stood where Trevor was, his hand stroking his shaft in readiness, I laid along the sofa with my head part hanging over the armrest; mine being significantly lower, angled, in fact, which made what I subsequently wanted that much easier.

"She definitely likes getting her mouth fucked," Martin averred encouragingly, as I beckoned Eric to me; my waiting mouth and, beyond it, my throat.

Taking over stroking Eric's shaft, I subsequently motioned it down; he craning himself over me as I did. With my tongue extended, I first licked the turgid head with the tip and then slathered my tongue around the puffy glans, thereby making it moist before I drew Eric closer and into my mouth, between my warm moist lips.

"Hurm," I murmured, as I sucked on his length and fed it in and out with my left hand, followed by the right one, which was placed on Eric's hips.

"You gonna take it down your throat, Naomi," Martin intimated, more than asked, and moments later, as Eric's pubes brushed my lips and his balls covered my eyes, he got his answer.

Not long afterwards, as I directed Eric's cock to a short yet slow throat fuck - the head, under my encouragement, popping in and out of my oesophagus - I once more felt his hands on my tits. They were caressing them quite firmly while one of the other two, not the one between my drawn apart legs who, even then, was licking my cunt and stroking my clit, sucked on each hardened nipple in turn.

"Hurgh," I shortly moaned, as the delight of their attention caused some semblance of pleasure to resonate through my body.

That usually only occurs when I've got two dicks in me, mouth and pussy usually, but with little attention to my clit.

‘Oh yes, that's it, like that. Emn, I definitely like that,' my mind regaled, as the forth one, at least I figured it had to be him, whoever it was, eased two of his broad, workmen-like fingers into my asshole and subsequently began massaging my anus.

"She likes having her ass played with," exclaimed one of them. I could tell from his voice it wasn't Martin, who then remarked: "I dare say Naomi takes it up her ass...Nice and tight is it," he then enquired. It was Martin who had been sucking my nipples, their lack of attention as he spoke confirming that.

‘Cum for me, Eric,' my mind soon encouraged, in response to feeling the head begin to flinch in my throat. Since that wasn't where I wanted him to explode his warm sticky essence, I drew his lengthy erection back aways and motioned my mouth and lips up and down Eric's cock with a degree of alacrity.

That did it, as, moments later, I was reward with a warm gush of his thick sticky spunk, which splashed against my tongue and hosed the walls of my mouth. ‘Emn, lovely,' my mind enthused, only to then feel another spark of pleasure engulf my mind as the addition of someone's fingers fucking my pussy brought about a warm climax of my own.

"Who wants to fuck me first?" I offered, not wanting to keep them longer than I should.

"Let Eric get a taste of you first, Naomi," exclaimed Trevor, the sheen on his lips intimating he was the one who had been licking my clit and subsequently fucking my cunt, which left John as the one who had his fingers up my tight asshole.

Beckoning the pair closer, I took each one's hand in turn and then licked and sucked their fingers; all to the additional delight of Eric and Martin. I then moved back, this time with my shoulders against a scatter cushion, which I propped against the corner of the sofa. Although, as I mentioned, the armrest was low, an angled section on either side jutted out from the backrest.

Knelt on the sofa, Eric subsequently directed my legs apart and back. In doing so, the folds of my sex, my cunt lips, blossomed, much like that of a flower, to his attention. Eager to have something, a cock, preferably, going inside me, I moved my fingers to open myself for the expectancy of his probing tongue or fingers; both, I hoped as I displayed my moist pink sex to Eric's gaze and, no doubt, appreciation.

"I've a mind to take a photo of your pussy," he rejoiced.

"Cunt," I said, adding a smile.

"You can, if you like," I rejoined, while, and with fingers from my right hand, I stroked my clit.

"You like playing with yourself, I see," intoned Martin, only to receive a short, quick dig from John, stood to his left.

"Not all women do, John," he reacted.

"I do, and it's quite alright," I assured them, as Eric took at least one photo of my exposed pussy and all while I continued to half consciously thrum my clit.

Having handed his camera phone to Trevor, Eric exuded a warm pleasant smile as he moved his face closer to where my fingers were still holding my excited sex open for his tongue to dwell.

"Yes, emn, lovely," I sighed, as the tip of his warm moist mouth muscle teased and tantalised the warm moist folds of my entrance, enough that I noticed a small trickle permeate from within me.

"She's delicious," exclaimed Eric, who then returned to enjoying me, his fingers soon taking over from my own in stroking my clit and doing quite a good job of it.

"Keep that up, emn, and you may just make me cum," I enthralled, still with my fingers holding my butterfly wings, as I also think of them, fully open.

"That's kinda what I had in mind, ‘slurp,' what I was hoping for," Eric enthralled, just before I felt two of his fingertips search for a way into my ass; my cum juices having trailed down to my rosebud, which made it all the more easier.

"You can try three if you like," I crooned encouragingly, and soon, as Eric darted his tongue in and out of my dowsed pussy, I welcomed a third finger up my tight asshole.

The others were quite patient as they looked on at who I presumed was the one in charge. Eric was most certainly enjoying what he was doing, as was I.

When he had finished, Eric moved closer to me. He then offered me the fingers which had stroked my clit so tantalisingly while sucking on those that had been up my ass, ‘quite commendable of him,' I thought to myself, as I sat up to accept his ofference. One thing was for sure, Eric's cock was hard enough for what I wanted and was now looking to get - not just from him, though, but, from all of them.

"How would you like us, Naomi, one...two," enquired Eric, as he joined the others by slowly stroking his firm shaft.

"You, to begin with, nice and hard I want you to fuck me, then on all fours and in my mouth the same," I rejoined, before removing his hand and taking over.

Still warmly stroking Eric's erection, I reclined part way back. I then drew him closer and soon motioned the head of his cock up and down my moist slit, which I tautened by drawing the area of flesh around that of my clit up. That also exposed my cunt, which I soon slid the turgid glans of Eric's dick into followed by his lengthy shaft. When it was about halfway in, I began wanking that which was outside, dwelling on it, somewhat, and for some nonchalant moments.

‘Soon, big boy,' I said in my head, just as I moved my free hand and legs.

"Closer," I cooed, wanting Eric to be over me, to be thrusting his length deep inside me, filling my horny pussy up with his presence and delivering short, sharp jerks of his cock right where I needed it, deep inside my wanton nympho cunt.

"That's it, Eric, like that, give me your, big cock, like that," I urged, his thrusts exhaling the breath from me as he did just that.

With my effort to get more of him deep inside me and to have him forcefully fuck me, I part wrapped my legs around Eric's hips and placed my hands on his buttocks. That did it; he finally got what I wanted.

"You want it hard, then!" he exclaimed, ramming his rigid erection into me at the end.

"Yes, yes, like that, like that. More! Harder! Deeper! Faster...!"

By the time Eric had finished what hopefully would be his first round of fucking me, he not having again cum, there was sweat dripping on to my perspired body and tits. ‘You try the horny slut, Trevor,' Eric proffered. In truth, it may seem like I was being treated like a piece of meat, something to be passed around, however, right then, that moment and those therafter, I was in my sexual element, something that only happens occasionally. The rest of the time my sex drive is at a low; almost celibate, you could say.

"You want it hard and deep, then, Naomi," Trevor uttered, as he took Eric's place between my outstretched legs.

"I'll give it you hard and deep, Naomi, don't you worry about that," he said, with a confident smile as he drew my legs up and pushed them back. Trevor then leant forward, cock in hand ready to nail my cunt hard. In doing so, the backs of my lower legs were against his shoulders. When I moved my hand to guide his cock into me, the way I'd done for Eric, Trevor knocked it away and then poised the head at my wet entrance.

"Tell me what you want, Naomi, you sweet, delicious slut."

"Fuck me! Please, fuck me," I intoned, only for Trevor to subsequently tease me by remaining still; almost apprehensive.

"Fuck your big thick cock into—ME! Oh fuck, yes!" I cried out, as its thick length hit home, time after time, after time...!

Eventually, and so as to drive his thick length all the more deeper into me, Trevor had the backs of my thighs held back with the heels and fingers of his clenched hands while his thumbs drew my fuck flesh back and my cunt open. Seeing as how I was positioned, I stole myself to gaze at his shaft as it was thrust up inside me.

"I think she likes watching herself get fucked. Play with yourself again; go on, stroke your clit," Trevor enjoined.

"Your cock's lovely, fucking in and out of my hot, wet pussy. Fuck me hard, please," I almost sobbed, as my fingers sought out my clit; manoeuvring them so that they didn't obscure the view I was appreciatively relishing as Trevor lanced his cock into me, over and over again.

"You can suck my cock, now, get a taste of yourself on it while the next one fucks your horny body," Intoned Trevor, just before he withdrew himself from my wet and well-used, well-fucked pussy; my fingers still agitating my clit when John and he somewhat changed places.

"You do so like the taste of your cunt," regaled Trevor, as I licked most of my sex juice from his warm erection and then took his cock between my lips, soon to suck and no doubt get fucked by it.

"Hurmngh," I presently moaned, when both John and Trevor drove their cocks into me. Feeling left out, and no doubt since he'd be last, I soon had Martin's fingers probing my anus.

"Hurngh," I responded, then, and as I wanted most of all, being probed by three of them, although a hard cock up my ass would be just as welcome.

"Try three in there, Martin," urged Trevor, who was rolling a stout nipple betwixt thumb and forefinger and every so often pulling it.

"I'd like her turned over when it's my go. Maybe Naomi will let us try two of us," Martin ventured, as he probed my tight ass with three of his long bony fingers.

"Not in my ass, alright," I exclaimed, having Trevor made way for John, an indication that it would be Eric and Martin who would be double stuffing their cocks in my dowsed pussy.

Shortly afterwards, I found myself over Eric, his long firm fuck meat once more inside my warm wet sex. For a few stolen moments, I couldn't help but have Martin wait while I rode up and down Eric's lovely long cock, which filled me to the brim each telling time I fucked myself down its warm length.

"Emn, fucking lovely," I regaled, contentedly, and then beckoned Martin to kneel over Eric's prostrate thighs and give me his cock also. Although it was the longest of the four of them, he made no attempt to force all of it in, even though I'd willingly accept it if he were to.

"You like my nice, tight pussy; like fucking it with your long dicks, back and forth, in and out...! Oh yes, emn, more, like that," I soon squirmed, what with Eric thrumming my clit as Martin fucked his cock into me and I likewise rode Eric.

I was on the verge of yet another noticeable climax when I finally got the full 10 inches of Martin's thick weapon up inside me. Any further words of encouragement had been reduced to mumbles by John having me suck his cock while I stroked Trevor's. Seeing how accommodating my pussy was, Trevor urged me to try him in my mouth also, however, he was a bit on the thick side for me to contemplate agreeing to that.

Nevertheless, they were a trying bunch of lads. Consequently, when it came to them changing around, John got into a scissors position with Eric, who impelled me to suck on their cocks - both at the same time.

Knelt on all fours, my upper body inclined as I craned over them from the side and my ass sticking up in the air, I quickly had a cock back in my needy cunt and the other one's fingers in my ass. It had to be his, as the one reaming my pussy had his left hand on my shoulder while fingers of his other hand stroked my clit. Boy did he pound my cunt while I sucked down the combined length of the cocks in my slattern mouth.

"Put, put your cock in my ass, please," I presently appealed to them, only to, moments later, find myself over Eric and John.

It most certainly was different: two cocks up inside my dowsed pussy and another in my ass, and all while I got to suck the forth; that of Trevor's.

"Ermngh," I continued to moan, as I was bounced up and down the long thick one and took an equal drilling in my ‘backdoor'.

To add to my growing pleasure, since all of my fuck holes were full of cock, Eric fondled my tits and alternated sucking my hardened nipples, which was some comfort, as my clit was out of reach to either John or he, what with my being leant forward so as to accommodate them and that of Martin's length up my tight little a-hole.

Eventually, Martin and Trevor changed places. That meant getting a taste of my ass juice on Martin's; something they quite naturally expected me to go along with, which, and in my horny nympho state, I wilfully accepted.

What with me supporting myself on my hands, I got Martin to hold his cock steady for me. I then somehow, while still getting my other two slut holes firmly railed, managed to slither my tongue up and down the underside of his slick shaft then that of the sides themselves before finally directing him to lower the crown to my awaiting, open lips so that I could mouth fuck his length.

"Urmn, hurmn," I moaned a few times, my head bobbing down and up his thick maleness as I did my best to remain as still as I could for him while I rode the trio of cocks that were pleasurably probing me; Martin having to soon guide my head bobs with his hand.

Changing over on me, so that both Eric and John got to fuck my ass as well - Martin and Trevor pairing with one of them in my open cunt before I presently had both of them up me at the same time - I must have had three telling climaxes before the final round of fucking, which saw me bent over my dining table. I exuded a ‘sith' sigh when my taut nipples grazed against the cold wood surface while my hands, rather than being extended behind me to spread my ass cheeks for them, in particular, Trevor, grasped the opposite edge.

With my feet urged to more than a shoulder's width apart, I could only guess what I must have looked like as one of them held my ass cheeks fully open and back.

"You don't have a cock in your mouth, Naomi, so...!" An indication for me to be an overly obscene slut.

"Come on, one of you, all of you, fuck my open, gaping ass. Stick a length up it for me," I impelled them.

"Fuck, yes, that's it, Trevor," I intoned, recognising both his thickness and then that of his length as his dick once more slid up my back passage; my ass, my open fucking ass.

"Fuck me, come on, fuck me, give me your stone hard dick, right in my tight fucking ass...!" I continued to urge, encouraged, not just by the cock there, but by Trevor's fingers, which were stroking my clit as he drilled my ass, my tight receptive ass.

Once he'd finished, short of cumming, Trevor made his way around the table, his hand stroking his shaft to keep up the momentum while my ass got another reaming, this time from Eric.

Presenting me with his shinny knob, I opened my mouth to accept it, however, so that I could verbally appeal for Eric to fuck my ass, Trevor tossed himself off in front of me - his warm sticky spunk splashing against my face more than in my mouth while I was urged to lick up that which had landed on the table.

By the time the last one, John, had concluded his fuck ritual, I was more than satisfied, an all round win, win situation for all of us you could say; they got to fuck me by way of a tip while my horny nympho state was relieved, until the next time it crept up on me.