We had crossed a threshold and now it was anything goes. I got myself a drink, took a piss and wiped some of the cum off my face. When I came back into the living room, the guys were ready to go again. I asked if I needed to use my mouth to do any first aid to revive them. They each stepped forward and I sucked their cocks, first Jess, then Tommy, then Wes. I had a hard cock in my mouth and one in each hand. I had three cocks all to myself and I was enjoying each one of them.
I went to my hands and knees and invited them to fuck me.
Tommy went first. His prick poked around my exposed crotch and he rubbed his prick between my labia. It felt good, but I wanted him inside me. I arched my back like a cat in heat and he shoved his tool into my hot cunt. He knelt behind me and fucked me, bareback. He held my hips and pumped his dick into me. It felt fabulous and when he shot his spunk, I felt the warm semen covering the inside of my vagina. I knew his little sperm dudes were swimming into my womb, looking to make me pregnant. Fortunately, I was on the pill, but the thought of a man trying to get his sperm into me was extremely arousing. Before I had kids, the thought of getting pregnant by some guy really made me into a slut. I came with a spasm and a shudder.
Then it was Wes’s turn. I laid on my stomach and Wes mounted me from behind. His dick slid right into my now-sloppy snatch. He slowly pumped away. He ran his fingers over the soft flesh of my back and my ass, enjoying the opportunity to touch me. His hands rubbed along my side, which was arousing and helped me come when he emptied his dick into me. Now, another load of little sperm-soldiers was attacking my womb.
Finally, my boyfriend Jess took a turn. He slid into me and said my cunt was really sloppy. I asked if he liked that way and he said he loved it. He didn’t take long to add his sperm to those already inside me. He collapsed on top of me, then rolled off and laid beside me. I was totally exhausted. I’d fucked Jess twice in a night a few times, but getting gang-banged by three guys, each taking two turns, wore me out. I just laid there with semen dripping out of my well-used cunt.
I rolled onto my side and said, “If I pass out, will you guys revive me with your first aid tricks again?”
I didn’t fuck the three guys like that again, although they wanted to. I did fuck Tommy a couple of times when Jess wasn’t around. Jess and I broke up over some silly thing a few months later and I ended up marrying another guy.
Whenever I see a first-aid kit or hear someone talking about it, I still get a funny feeling in my loins, remembering how I helped those three guys get their first aid certification.
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