Three Guys, One Girl and a Sexy Cocktail Kitchen Party

The more cocktails you have, the more fun the party is

“We’ll see you Wednesday, Ginny. Great dinner party, as usual.” My oldest friend, Carlos, and his wife jogged through the rain to their car. “Our place next time, yeah?” I agreed with a laugh and closed the door on the stormy night.

My head hit the steel door as I slouched, exhausted after an evening of partying with old friends. I pushed myself down the hallway to the kitchen. Hard rock ballads blasting out of the Bluetooth speakers placed strategically around the room. I danced my way through party clean up.

Bopped while I swept. Twirled while I mopped. Twerked while loading the dishwasher.

With everything done, swept up and shining like the top of the Chrysler building, I poured myself a glass of Shiraz and hopped up onto the island to relax.

Three glasses in, the burgundy blood of the gods flowed down my throat as smooth as a summer’s day. Eyes closed, I threw my head back, rolling my shoulders to ease the tension. Deep breaths relaxed me. I sipped my wine, relishing the silence, but not the solitude.

Two hands gripped my thighs, pushing my skirt up and baring my hot pink thong. Fingers caressed, knee to pussy, thumbs brushing the wet silk covering my hot centre. Small circles as they worked their way along the sensitive skin of my inner thigh.

Hot breath blew across my nether lips. Tongue dipped in for a tantalizing lick, from my pussy to my clit. Tip tickled around my little nub until the seething lips pulled it in, teeth grazing it as two fingers slithered into my cunt.

Crooked, beckoning my pleasure, the fingers rubbed my g-spot. Delicious licks of rapture fan out from my belly.

A groan escaped me as someone took my glass from my fingers and a soft, firm mouth crashed to mine. Nipping my lip, they demanded entry. I gave it to them and lost myself in the tango we danced together.

One hand wrapped around the neck of the Romeo invading my mouth. The other tangled in the hair of the sexy beast devouring my pussy.

A hard chest moved against my back. New lips pressed a kiss behind my ear, searing a path down my neck to my shoulder. Two rough, calloused hands tweaked my nipples, palming my heavy breasts.

Back arched, I leaned into the mouths and hands stroking and kissing me. Waves of hedonistic pleasure washed over me. Bursts of light exploded over my vision. I screamed, sound swallowed by the demanding mouth over mine.

Grunts and mewls of ecstasy echoed around the granite, oak, and ceramic room. A chuckle rumbled in my ear. “Oh baby, there’s nothing better than watching you fly to pieces.” Fingers grabbed my ass, pulling me to the edge of the island.

Sultry laughs surrounded me as one of my lovers commented, “Look at that puddle, boys. Gorgeous, isn’t it?” I cried out as two mouths bit my nipples, sending bolts of electricity through my body. “And there she goes again, our little squirt.”

Bulbous tip of a glorious cock nudged my lips apart. Slow and steady, he filled my cunt as only he could.

“Oh, Clay, fuck that’s so good.” My words drawn out into a long, low moan, hips rising to meet his thrusts. I pulled him to me and crushed his lips with mine. “Love your cock.”

“I love that you know us by our cocks, sexy girl.” Clay lifted me into his arms, turning to lean against the kitchen island. “Now close your eyes. See if you know who’s next.” I felt him nod the instant my eyelashes meshed together.

Long, thick fingers worked a glob of cool lube into my ass. Whimper escaped me. I pushed my hips back, opening myself up to the heaven heading my way.

Cock, thick and leaning to the left, my Drew eased himself into me. Once fully seated, Drew and Clay moved in tandem, stroking me to my next orgasm.

“No one else has a cock like that. Just my Drew. Oh, hunny, I love the way your thick dick splits me in half. Faaack!” Drew laughed at my nearly incoherent moans.

“Me, too, sexy girl. Me, too. Unh.” His balls slapped my ass, claiming me as his own.

Licking my lips, I smiled at Neil and crooked my finger. He hopped up on the granite island and I yanked his boxer briefs down. Wild and free, his cock sprung up in my face. Pink tongue darting out, I licked the pre-cum off his slit and hummed in delight.

Fingers grasping his hips, I pulled him into my mouth with glee. Little by little. Inch by inch. I sank my mouth over his cock until my tongue dipped out to lick his balls. I giggled around my mouthful of Neil’s length when he snapped his hips forward with a growl.

We moved in tandem, the four of us, until one by one we fell. I was the first to burst into pieces, my shrieks and screams of pleasure drowning out the eighties rock in the background.

Clay shot his load into me next, painting my womb with his almost continuous stream of cum.

Drew pounded his big sausage into me, hands bruising my hips. He grunted as he let himself go, rope after rope of seed deposited into my ass. They stayed buried inside me as I ground myself to another orgasm on Clay’s half-hard cock, Drew’s release tipping me over the edge into a mind-shattering climax.

Drew and Clay held and supported me as I worked on Neil, bringing him to the edge before tipping us both over again. As Neil got closer, his hands fisted my hair and he fucked my face.

I loved it. His taste, a mix of lemon, thyme and cocoa, tantalized my tongue. His silky shaft glided along my tongue and my lips. Saliva blending with the now-steady stream of arousal leaking from his tip, I could feel his cock quake. Tremors ran down his member, lengthening with his coming orgasm.

His tip hit the back of my throat and I swallowed. He pushed himself into me, his seed spurting down my throat. I gulped some down and then pulled him from my mouth.

This was the part I liked best. Every hole filled. Every desire sated. Arms holding me close. Hands caressing and stroking me. And one of my beautiful cocks covering all of us in a thick layer of cum.

Okay, covering me. The others put up with it because I loved it. Like I loved them.

Drew pulled himself from my puckered rosebud with a pop. Clay hissed as his overcome dick slid from my very satisfied pussy, laying me back down onto the island. Sated. Boneless. Shuddering and purring with aftershocks from our lovemaking. Neil wet a few warm cloths for us all to clean up with.

After they cleaned themselves, and me, up, Drew cradled me in his arms and we headed to bed.

“Holy shit, boys. That was… phew… fuckin’ amazing. As always.” I snuggled into Drew’s embrace with a contented sigh. “Guys, tell me the yard’s all cleaned up so I don’t have to do it tomorrow.”

They laughed and winked. “No worries, sexy girl. Only thing on your ‘To-Do List’ tomorrow is us.”

“Oh good.” Half-asleep, they cuddled into the Alaskan King-sized bed with me. “That’ll keep me busy enough.”

And it did.