When we got back to the hotel, I spent the night in Jamal and Rodney’s room. Both guys took turns fucking me. Jamal fucked me first. When he was done, Rodney took his turn. Then Jamal went again. I slept on Rodney’s chest that night, fully naked. I woke up before him and went down to his cock to suck him awake. He woke up smiling and I jumped on his hard cock and rode him like an animal.
The remaining days of our trip played out similarly. We spent our days at the beach, our nights at a club or in the room, with the guys taking turns to fuck me. I got fucked many times in a day, even got gangbanged a couple of times, having all my holes pleasured.
The days flew by and finally it was time for our trip to come to an end. My pussy was exhausted and sore from all the pounding it took and I was glad to be headed home. My husband came to pick me up at the airport. I had asked the guys to wait inside the airport until I had left so that he didn’t see them. I greeted my husband with a kiss and he put my luggage away as I sat in the car and closed my eyes. I started to reflect on my journey so far and found myself getting excited and aroused by the prospect of what was next and the new and creative ways the boys would fuck their slut.
I felt my pussy get wet as I closed my eyes and said to myself: I belong to the boys, and to the boys I shall remain.
– Nina
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