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Three Men Feast on My Pussy in Public at a Thanksgiving Party

My best friend says he’s so thankful for my hot body that he wants to eat me out and share me with his two friends at his large holiday gathering.

When I accepted my friend Aiden’s invitation to Thanksgiving dinner, I didn’t realize it would be at a huge, elaborate mansion!

I was glad he’d invited me because I’d had a crush on him forever. But due to my social anxiety and my embarrassment surrounding my feelings for him, I was a little nervous about what the night might hold.

And right now I’m still feeling a bit nervous but that feeling is mixed with excitement and happiness. And horniness.

I’ve always wanted Aiden to jump my bones, and I can’t help wondering if somehow, tonight might be the night. I wonder if I can finally have the chance to see and touch his cock. And if he might want to kiss my lips, my breasts, my pussy…

Stop it, I tell myself. This is not the time for a fantasy.

As Aiden guides me inside the front door once I arrive and through the fancy foyer with gold pillars, we enter a large dining room packed with people. My eyes widen because I wasn’t expecting a crowd like this.

The sheer beauty of the space is overwhelming, with beautiful, fall-themed decorations, flowers and candles strewn around everywhere.

And of course, there are tables packed with amazing-looking food. Aiden brings me to a table that already has a couple of other men seated at it, including two guys I recognize as friends of his.

Introductions are made all around, and I’m re-introduced to Aiden’s friends Carter and Ethan. It makes me think of the weird universal theory that attractive people seem to flock together, because Carter and Ethan are every bit as hot as Aiden is.

I remember meeting them briefly at a party last year, and when Aiden was flirting with another girl, I had tossed around the idea of asking one of these two guys out, because I figured I could never actually get with my good friend Aiden.

But while they’re both incredibly cute, I hadn’t spent enough time around them to be sure I wanted to date either of them, so I had held back. And maybe that was for the best. Now I might actually have a shot with Aiden, so it might have been worth it to wait.

But as we’re sitting at the table, all of us talking and laughing together while Aiden makes the rounds to greet his other guests, I come to the decision that either one of them would still be a good choice. They’re so sexy, smart and charming, and it’s truly fun to be around them.

And as we’re talking and enjoying each other’s company, I’m reeling at the exquisite food being served. I’ve never tasted a Thanksgiving meal quite like this, and now it felt like every other holiday meal paled in comparison.

The spread includes potatoes that melt in your mouth, a variety of other veggies roasted to perfection, cranberry sauce flavored with cinnamon and oranges… not to mention the delicious turkey. It takes all my willpower not to just wolf down more of everything.

And everything is made infinitely better when Aiden finally circles back around and joins us at the table. The smile on his face when he greets me makes my heart melt a little. And his tall, strong shoulders make my panties melt… a lot!

“Aiden, this party is amazing. When you said ‘party,’ I thought you were throwing some crazy kegger or something… not this!”

I wave my hand around in an effort to include everything in the beautiful room in the word “this.”

“Oh, don’t worry, it’s not just going to be a big, stuffy, fancy meal,” Aiden says, reassuringly. “There will definitely be some fun later.”

He winks at me.

I feel my face redden and images from recent dreams I’ve had about Aiden flash through my brain, making my breath catch and a surge of heat flare between my legs.

I definitely hope that’s the kind of fun he has in mind for me. And his flirty demeanor tells me I might be right.

“Oh, yeah?” my friend Natalie, who is seated at the table near us, smirks and raises an eyebrow at him. “Are we going to go play croquet in the garden? Because it seems like that kind of a fancy party.”

Several of the men laugh, and Aiden’s grin broadens.

“Not exactly, Natalie,” he says. “Just because we’re a bunch of suits doesn’t mean we don’t know how to have real fun.”

He meets my eye and adds, “Things around here are going to get a little wild.”

I’m rendered breathless and my head swims. His eyes are locked on mine, and I can’t look away.

Fuck, I want him.

After a long silence in which I kind of forget that anyone else is in the room, my other friend, Renee, clears her throat.

“Well, I guess we’ll celebrate with this delicious meal and then get to the real party!” she says cheerfully.

Her words break the spell and I finally break our the gaze I was holding with Aiden.

“Yeah. You talk a big game, so you’d better live up, Foster. You really better show us all a wild time!” I say, trying to tease and sound light, but even I can hear the hint of a tremble in my voice.

I take a large drink from my glass of wine, trying to will away the flush from my cheeks. Aiden leans in close to me and whispers into my ear, making me shiver.

“Don’t you worry, Samantha,” he says, one of the few people I know who always uses my mouthful of a full name, instead of just calling me ‘Sam’ like almost everyone else, “I’ll show you the time of your fucking life.”

He touches my thigh under the table and says, “Now that dinner is over, how about some dessert?”

Does he mean what I think he means?

I really can’t believe it!

This all feels overwhelming, but that look in Aiden’s eyes comes back to me and the racing feeling of my heart shifts from fearful to thrilled. And I can still feel the tingly heat on my thigh from his touch.

If his hand had slid a little higher, he would have found that my panties were drenched. I want him so bad, just like I always have, and if this is how I’m finally going to get him, so be it.

“Ladies and gentlemen, if I could have your attention, please,” Adrian says in a loud voice, after clearing his throat. “Now I would like to let my best friend know how grateful I am for her, by devouring her like I did this food.”

Everyone claps and I still can’t believe what’s going on. I feel so utterly shocked that it takes every ounce of my willpower to keep my jaw from hitting the floor.

“Don’t worry,” he tells me, as if reading my mind. “I just want to have fun for Thanksgiving. Are you game?”

“Yes,” I tell him boldly.

“Okay then, prove it,” he says. “By stripping for me in front of everyone.”

All eyes are on me as the exact nature of his request dawns on me. He wants me to show my body in front of the entire crowd. And he knows I’m self-conscious about how big it is.

“Go ahead,” he says, nodding at me encouragingly. “I love your curves and I want to see them in a way I never have before. So does everyone else here — I can assure you.”

Well, I guess a deal’s a deal, I think.

My hands shake as I unzip my dress and then I let it slide slowly off my body, resisting the urge to cover myself with my hands. There is a cheer in the audience when I stand before them in my bra and panties, and I’m glad I thought to put on one of my nicer sets.

My eyes lock on Aiden’s and he nods, almost imperceptibly, but I take it as encouragement to continue. I reach behind myself and unclasp my bra, then tug the straps down my shoulders, revealing my skin inch by inch.

The stares of the crowd are eager, almost hungry, and I can’t help but feel a surge of empowerment and confidence.

They want to see me. I’m kind of a shy person, and I’ve clearly never really been fully confident in my body, but the fact that everyone here seems to want to see me naked is pretty arousing in and of itself.

And so I begin to enjoy it a little, making more of a show of it as I let the bra drop to the floor. I turn around to give them a little show of my ass moving while I wiggle out of my panties, and even over their cheers, I can hear a piercing wolf-whistle that I recognize as Aiden’s.

A grin spreads over my face and I turn back around, facing the crowd, and my gaze flits over to Aiden’s table again. I do note that Carter and Ethan are practically drooling over my body, and for some reason, the sight sends a little surge of heat between my legs.

And locking eyes with Aiden once more only makes that surge of heat more intense. He gives me a slow, full up and down look, and it’s like I can feel his hands on every spot he’s eyeing.

I swallow hard, and the tension inside me is searing. I’m practically willing him to come up to me and touch me. And as if he’s heard me, he says he wants to play with my tits.

But the horny fog in my brain makes me slow to realize his exact words.

“Good girl. Now let us play with your tits.”

Us? I gulp. Who’s us?

And it dawns on me. Carter and Ethan have swapped seats so they now sit on either side of Aiden. They’re all three in this together.

Is that what I want? I wonder.

I wanted Aiden to take my virginity, but am I really okay with him doing so…and sharing that opportunity?

I find my mind drifting to filthy images of the three of them having their way with me, and I subtly reposition my legs so my thighs can clamp together and keep the juices from dripping out of my pussy.

Apparently, my body is on board with me going from zero to a hundred, abandoning my virginity in this wild way.

And talk about making a great memory. I’ve never wanted to be that little old lady with regrets; I wanted to be that wild old woman with crazy, inappropriate stories and adventures. So maybe this is the perfect first step to take down that path of fun.

I finally nod my consent while the crowd goes wild with clapping. The three of them make their way over to me and I’m trembling with anticipation.

Aiden’s hands are the first ones on my body. He cups a breast in his hand and strokes his thumb over my nipple, making me twitch and gasp in pleasure.

“I’ve always wanted to do this,” he says, as he plays with me.

“And I’ve always wanted you to.”

“You little slut!” someone at the party calls out. “You want all these guys to pleasure you at the same time, don’t you?”

“Maybe I do,” I say with a grin, which causes everyone to clap again.

Ethan reaches out next, giving my other breast a gentle squeeze, drawing a moan from me. Carter reaches out his own hand to grab my ass, and I sigh in pleasure.

“Fuck yeah,” Carter says. “I love your plump, jiggly ass. It’s so hot.”

Then Aiden bends to take my nipple between his lips, to my shock, just as Carter takes my ass into his hands. I feel the heat of another mouth on my other nipple and my eyes roll back in my head.

Just when I think I’m about to climax from their touches on my breasts and my ass alone, Aiden moves his head from my breast and meets my eyes.

“And now what I want us to do is enjoy the rest of our Thanksgiving feast off of your body,” he says loudly, so that everyone can hear.

I’m not fully sure what he means by that, but I’m willing to do whatever he asks of me.

He helps me up onto one of the large dining room tables and gestures for me to lie down. Some guests gather around closer to get a good view of what’s about to happen… and my naked body that’s on display for everyone to see.

Someone brings Aiden a cart of food, and he, Ethan, and Carter begin to lay a Thanksgiving dinner out against my skin. I guess I hadn’t realized it because I’d been devouring my own delicious food while being caught up in conversation, but they hadn’t been eating much during the meal.

Once the feast is laid out to their liking, the three gorgeous men begin to make a meal of me, and my skin is set on fire with the brush of their lips, teeth, and tongues all over me.

But it occurs to me that there is a distinctly strange feeling to having a man nibble a green bean off your collarbone or licking a trail of mashed potatoes from between your breasts.

It makes me wonder why eating sweets, like whipped cream or strawberries, off of someone is considered so sexy, when savory foods are inherently less sexy.

And these thoughts, amidst everything else that is happening right now, make me burst into giggles. I’m on a big table, in front of a crowd, watching three incredibly sexy men eating Thanksgiving dinner off of me, and I’m laughing.

The whole thing seems so absurd, but at the same time, I still feel their mouths on me, so my mind is a whirl of amusement and arousal.

Aiden hears my giggles, punctuated by moans, and looks up at me as he licks a dribble of cranberry sauce off my nipple. There’s a glint of amusement in his eye, despite the hungry gaze he’s staring me down with. He’s having way too much fun with this.

And the fact that I can feel the humor in a sensual moment like this makes my heart beat a little faster, and I wonder if this can last longer than just one night.

Aiden leans into me and whispers into my ear: “Would you like us to assign someone to butter your muffin?”

The quote from my favorite movie sets me off into another fit of laughter, which I know is why Aiden said it, because he knows how much I love “Mean Girls.”

My laughter is quickly choked off by my moans as Ethan’s teeth scrape my nipple lightly and Aiden licks clean a trail of something warm along my inner thigh.

And when his tongue ventures higher and ventures between my folds, I’m far too breathless to keep laughing. Now I just feel pure lust, desire, and pleasure, all of which I give myself over to.

“Oh, Aiden, that feels so good,” I moan.

“Yeah, you like that, don’t you, you like slut?” someone from the audience asks.

I don’t even care that they’re calling me names. In fact, I kind of like it. I smile and nod as Aiden’s tongue works detailed patterns around my clit that leave me writhing while I clutch his hair.

Carter and Ethan have each laid claim to one of my breasts, teasing and torturing my sensitive flesh with tongues that are clearly just as talented as Aiden’s.

“Oh, fuck,” I gasp, ecstasy crackling through me like lightning. “This feels so good. Your mouths on my body feel so good.”

“Great, because we love to eat you,” Carter says. “And we can make you feel really good all night long.”

The eager probing of Aiden’s tongue has me building towards an orgasm in no time, howling out my release.

Soon all three men are taking turns devouring my pussy. They’re licking it, prodding it with their fingers, and sucking on it, one by one and sometimes at the same time.

I can’t even help myself from having orgasm after orgasm. I let myself go crazy, letting go of my inhibitions so that I’m howling out their name and writhing around on the table as my pussy juice pours out into their mouths until I’m spent and exhausted.

It takes a moment before reality sets in. I just had a series of incredibly amazing orgasms in front of dozens of people. I’m lying here completely exposed on a table and am being eaten out by my best friend and two best friends.

And while I’m taking in all that information, I realize that my best friend and long-term crush Aiden Foster is just about to pop my cherry in a foursome.

“I want to fuck you now. Are you ready?” he asks me, looking up at me with his sexy eyes.

I feel an overwhelming surge of emotion I can’t identify, and I nod slowly.

“But,” I say, about to voice my only caveat to letting the three of them take my virginity all at once, “not here. I want at least a little privacy.”

Aiden leans in close and whispers in my ear: “That’s fine. But no matter where we do it, we’re going to stuff you like a Thanksgiving turkey, baby.”

As I chuckle because he’s brought me to laughter again in that way that only he can, the three of them agree to my terms and then help me to my feet.

And as I look up at them, I can’t help but wonder what I’ve really gotten myself into. But I’m grateful I came to this Thanksgiving party and I’m ready to see where it leads me next.

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