Anything You Want

"And lastly," said Mike, "Steven said I can remove your top and fondle your breasts on the way."

"I didn't!" Steven laughed. "But, yeah! Do it!"

"Ah, my protector," said Hayley, shaking her head.

She quickly unbuckled, and in short order, she was topless in the front seat of a car, tossing it in the backseat with the guys. A first. Well, in a moving car anyway. She heard a window lowering and just caught a notion of her blouse being tossed to the roadside.

"I liked that top!" she said in fake anger. It did create a problem when she returned home, but for now she felt... how? Naked. Flirty. Turned on. Determined. And hot, when she thought of five guys.

Mike began caressing one breast while tweaking a nipple with his other hand. She looked back at Steven over her shoulder. She didn't have to ask if he was upset. He smiled, enjoying the show. It would get far more interesting from here. "Fuck, I'm already wet," she said.

"Well, Mike," said Sandy, "I guess they're serious."

They parked under the house, and Steven sweetly held her hand to help her out of the car. She quickly realized that her naked breasts, lit up by the house lights, drew him like a moth to the flame. And if someone in the passing cars happened to look... well, that was the least of her worries.

Steven pulled her aside to whisper in her ear, "You're amazing me already. I love you. But this isn't about love. I want to see you fuck every one of these guys, and I want you to enjoy it. And as much as I can, and as often as I can, I want to see them cum in your pussy."

He knew she didn't like the term, "pussy." It sounded cheap to her. Like a commodity, but... "It is pussy tonight, isn't it? I don't think either one of us will recognize it later," she said smiling.

"I hope not," he added.

Hayley drew in a deep breath as they began to go up the steps. She was very self-conscious about not wearing her top to the first floor, where all the world could see her due to all the lights. She didn't cover up, though. If she faltered with just that, a future life of regrets might close in on her. She wouldn't disappoint Steven or, more importantly, herself.

Once inside, they took another set of steps to the next floor where they found the kitchen and main den area. Large glass windows facing the beach would offer a superior view, during the day, she mused. It was a house that would forever be out of their price range, and it was nicely appointed as well.

"Quite the house for a gang bang," Hayley mused.

"Yes, and memories," added Sandy.

There was no real point in speculating what the reaction would be walking into a house topless, breasts jiggling, meeting strangers who were there solely to fuck her. It allowed her a certain sense of self-confidence and, for that matter, belonging. After all, she was the guest, the star of the show. The only question would be who directed the action: the guys, her... Sandy? She wasn't sure how this would roll.

They weren't shy about introducing themselves as Jeremy, Cliff and Jim. "Big Jim," Sandy corrected. They were almost undressed, with underwear or shorts and loose tiki shirts. She supposed it was a party for them.

They surrounded her, along with Mike, taking long looks at her, excitedly commenting on everything from her feet to how cute her ears were. And her breasts, of course. The way they went about it actually warmed her. There was kindness in the way they appreciated her, not crudeness.

"So," she asked, "first timer. How does this go?"

Big Jim walked behind her, wrapped an arm around her waist and carried her like a sack of groceries through the kitchen area to the great room at the rear.

The furniture had been moved aside to make room for two king-sized mattresses side by side with fitted sheets. A good number of towels were folded nearby, and pitchers of iced water and lemonade were set on a table with glasses.

She looked around, taking it in. "Well, the stage is set, I see. What, no liquor?" she asked, jokingly.

"If you need liquor at this point, you might be in the wrong place," said Mike. "But we have some if you need to take the edge off."

"No," she said, "I won't need that. I want to remember everything." She had lost her sandals while Big Jim carried her, leaving her in just her denim shorts. She found Steven standing to a side, like her, taking it all in. She caught his eye and raised an eyebrow, implying last chance, fella.

He walked up to her, smiling, and gave her a really, really good kiss. "Anything. No stepping away from this." He stepped behind her, reached around and unfastened her shorts. Without a word, her shorts fell to the floor.

The other four guys were in front of her, taking in her most private area.

Big Jim was surprisingly cordial. "Steven, Steven, what a fine gift you've brought to us tonight!"

Sandy had stepped around to see as well. She made a whoosh sound as she checked her out. "You sure you're ready for this, hon?" she asked, "because you look as fresh as a virgin."

It wasn't like she hadn't had sex before. She raised her arms and slowly turned around, giving the guys a nice view of her ass, before completing the circle. Still, they stood their gawking at her.

She briefly placed a finger between her legs, testing her wetness. "Apparently, I am ready," she said. She took a few steps to stand on a mattress. "You guys draw straws or what?" she asked.

It was a call to action. They all stepped forward to put their hands on her, to caress her breasts, her hips, the inside of her thighs... She shivered at the touch of so many hands. Goose bumps tickled her flesh.

She felt a gentle pressure on her shoulder suggesting that she should get down on her knees. She didn't care for the delicate treatment. She plopped right down.

"Okay, guys. I'm not a virgin, but I'm new to being a sex toy. You don't have to be gentle with me. Tell me what you want or... don't bother. Just take me."

Jeremy stepped in front of her and said, "Good, then suck this." He shed his shirt. He was mid 20's, wiry. He had a dark tan down to the middle of his shins, suggesting work boots, and similar tan lines around his neck and arms. A construction worker?

His cock pressed against his boxers. She ran her fingers up his trunks, drew them down, and his cock sprang forward. A nice one. A really nice one. Circumcised. Longer than Steven's by more than an inch. Jeremy's was about the same thickness, too. Steven had never asked, but he had to have known that of course he hadn't been the biggest. This would feel good. And she wagered that Steven had probably hoped for this too. If he had any real jealousy issues, at this point, that was his problem. Not hers. Not hers at all.

She looked up at him, and said, "I can't wait to feel this inside me." After taking a few moments to appreciate his size, she did what girls do in the movies, or, what she used to do a lot a number of years earlier.

She kept her eyes on his while she licked the length of his cock. She nibbled on his balls and sucked on them. She teased his tip with her tongue. And then she took him inside her mouth. She sucked and used her tongue as well as she could manage. She withdrew and was pleased to see pre-cum appearing. She gave it a little lick... delicious.

She strengthened her grip and gave strong short strokes as she fucked his cock with her mouth.

Jeremy suddenly withdrew. "Whoa! Whoa!" he said, and backed away. "It's too soon for that!"

"Okay," she said. She found another erect cock waving in front of her.

It was a performance, for now, at least. A thought crossed her mind. "Sandy, can you use my phone to take some video? I may or may not do this again, and..."

Sandy smiled and said, "On it!"

Cliff was attached to the cock in front of her. He was short, or about her height, 5' 7", short in height and... stature, she observed as she uncovered him. But thick. Ever so thick, with a tight but quart sized sack of balls. She looked up at Cliff, who already seemed to be hyperventilating. Sandy was there recording. Play the fantasy, be the cunt, she told herself. "Are you going to cum for me, Cliff?" she asked as she gave his balls a hard lick.

"You're going to have to earn it," he said enthusiastically.

It was work. He was certainly hard, but his shaft was squishy, too, like he had a fat layer. And he wasn't a fat person. As tight a grip as she could get, it felt like her hand just slipped around the meat within.

"Keep trying, lady. You can't wear me out so easily."

It was true. His cock was fat all the way to the head, which was even thicker, making it tough to breathe around. Getting him past her lips was difficult, and then he just filled her mouth. And, his pubic hairs tickled her nose.

She took a suggestion from Sandy and pressed forward, posing with Cliff's cock all the way in her mouth, but giving a sly look to the camera. Almost like a selfie. But it wasn't.

Unable to really accomplish much with her mouth or her hands, she eventually pulled away. "I'm looking forward to that one somewhere else," she said. "I hope I can take it. I've never had one that thick!"

"Alright, now." It was Big Jim. She saw Mike standing behind him, his shorts off, watching her. He was shaved bare and had things... in hand. Big Jim lifted her head. "Up here," Big Jim said. "You've got a lot of work in front of you." Oops.

His voice wasn't as low as his name might have suggested, but he was everything else. He had stripped his shirt. A muscled 6'3" or more frame, maybe a former football player? He looked to be about her age, and his body was magnificent. She lusted for it. "That's the kind of body that fills my dreams," she admitted.

"It'll fill more than that," he boasted.

He was wearing shorts, and she couldn't help but notice the bulge earlier, but the shorts hadn't revealed much. She watched as he unfastened his belt and zipper, letting them fall to the floor.

She hadn't even seen his cock yet, and it was already bigger than she could have hoped. Well, maybe. He was wearing tight athletic underwear, and... his shaft, a giant shaft, extended inches above the waistline. He wasn't as thick as Cliff, but she could tell his cock looked like one of those vibrators that invited patience and caution.

He stepped closer to her. She reached her hands to his butt. Tight. She ran her hands up and down his chiseled chest and abdomen before grabbing the hem of his underwear with both hands and pulling them down. His cock didn't spring forward like Jeremy's but instead remained hard and vertical. He was as long as... her forearm? She held her forearm up to it to make sure. Almost as thick, too. "Damn," she said.

Sandy chimed in, "I've never managed all of him. But Lord, I've wanted to..."

Hayley was just dumbfounded. "Where has something like this been all of my life?" She looked to find Steven, who looked stunned.

"Well, then," Hayley said. She moved to take him in her mouth.

"No," Sandy interrupted. "Trust me. Start with the balls. You gotta work up your nerve."

His balls. Right. There were two of them. They hung low, all the way down there. They had to because they were so big. She began licking one while reaching for his shaft with a hand.

"No hands," Big Jim said.

She shook her head. Okay, then. Well, heck. She reached around to his hips for balance. And while the idea of fucking hadn't exactly been in the back of her mind with the other guys, she needed this one inside her. She couldn't wait to try it. But it apparently wasn't that time.

By licking at his balls, the length and weight of his cock rested on her face. And beyond. She sucked one into her mouth.

"That's right. Now the other one. They might bruise your butt when I fuck you later. Be nice to them."

Oh fuck. She could imagine them swinging into her.

Meanwhile, he guided his cock all over her face. It didn't keep her from her task, but it distracted her. His shaft rubbed against her forehead as she continued to lick his balls. Fuck he was big.

She raised herself a bit and began to tongue her way up his shaft. It almost looked muscled given its firmness and the veins sticking out. She couldn't do much to his shaft with her mouth, at least without her hands to help. So, she licked her way to the tip, and took him in a little bit. Not as fat as Cliff, but a tight fit for sure. She took more of him in until the head of his cock pressed against her throat slightly. As far as her head was from his abdomen, she marveled at how much more he had.

"I like what you're doing, but you don't want me to cum in your mouth. You'll drown," he said. She believed him.

It was a monster, but a beautiful one. She withdrew, still looking at its size and hardness. In some wild connection, Hayley imagined that this was the kind of cock brought to service Queens. Queens of what, she didn't know. "Sandy, is there a tattoo for this? Ace of Diamonds, maybe?"

Sandy laughed. "Not yet, but you're not wrong, either."

"I was planning on trying to fuck everyone's brains out tonight. I was wrong. I think this will fuck my brains out."

Big Jim smiled, and said, "If it helps, they usually wake up later."

If she could have purred, she would have.

It was Mike's turn. And he was already wet with pre-cum from stroking himself.

He entered her mouth, rather than her taking him in. He held her head and began fucking her face. His cock was average, nice, but maybe a little shorter than Steven's, and she found she could take him well enough. She hadn't taken a cock in her throat forever, and as he pressed against it, she realized she probably wouldn't want to now. It was something she hadn't mastered. He seemed to understand her gurgled reluctance and didn't try to fuck her mouth as fully. She did what she could with her tongue, and couldn't help but appreciate his hairless cock. Steven might have to learn that...

"You are one hot woman," he said, and as suddenly, his cock erupted in her mouth. It wasn't a lot, but... it was unexpected so soon. She tasted it, found it very similar to Steven's, and put on a quick show of licking his cock and showing him the cum in her mouth. It wasn't a lot, and she swallowed. It wasn't bad, but cum still wasn't a taste that she had acquired. Still, the idea of Steven watching her do it turned her on.

Mike smiled, and said, "Don't you worry. I'm running low on jam, but I'm quick on the recovery. I told Sandy the first night we saw you it was easy to imagine my cock between those lips."

"Which ones?" she teased.

"Oh," he said, "this is going to be fun when I try the others."

Hayley finally saw Steven behind them, his hand pressed against his cock through his underwear. He had a fake hurt look on his face, then broke into a wicked grin.

Of course, she hadn't swallowed his cum since... the first few nights when she was introducing him to the joys of sex all those years ago. Was he disappointed in her for not doing this for him? Or jealous because she was doing something for these guys that she didn't do for him? She licked her lips, smiling at him.

"Are you next?" she asked.

"Not just yet. I want to stay hard as you start getting a little naughtier," he said.

"Alright then, gentlemen. I think the introductions have been made. My husband wants me to fuck you it seems. Who's up?!"

They gathered closer and began pawing her, their primal drive moving well beyond the earlier caresses to grope and pull and press at her. She reached for a cock but let go as she found herself being herded to a leather recliner and forced to sit. Jeremy stretched her left leg over the arm of the chair, while the right one was spread to the other arm by... Sandy?

Hayley's cunt was shaved as perfectly as she had ever managed, knowing that a public exhibition would come. She was beyond moist, and her cunt glowed a shiny pink. Big Jim whistled appreciatively just before Sandy positioned herself to be the first one to enjoy it.

"Guys," Sandy said. "Watch." And with that, Sandy gently rubbed her fingers around her labia, very erotically, then nuanced her clit. Hayley closed her eyes as she continued, the sensations welcomed. The awkwardness of being touched by a woman for the first time quickly eased into something that felt good.

"Spread her lips," Cliff said.

Hayley opened her eyes. They were all watching intently as Sandy used her thumbs to spread them, revealing the pinkness within. Hayley was surprised to find herself embarrassed to be exposed in this way, with four almost unknown men and a woman gazing at her sex. And her husband. She could feel her face flush red, and she tried covering it with her hands.

Big Jim grabbed the camera and snapped a few photos. "I think we'll all appreciate the 'before' photos," he said, "later."

Sandy said, "Let's see how she tastes."

And with that, Hayley's expectation for a gang bang turned into her first time with a woman... and, as she quickly understood, the most understanding treatment of her vagina that she had ever experienced. Sandy placed a finger... there, and licked and pressured... there. And circled around a bit with her tongue at just the right spot. All at the right cadence. It was amazing. This unexpected interlude to her gang bang fantasy caused her to moan. No orgasm was waiting as yet, but... it was something that she might like to revisit sometime with Sandy when there weren't so many useful guys around.

"To the mattress," Sandy said. "She's all kinds of ready, and the boys need their fun."

She moved to the mattress, laying on her back. Jeremy stood over her, his cock hard, stroking it slowly.

Steven approached from the side, fairly close. He was naked, and the tip of his cock was shiny with precum. He looked... hungry. Hungry to see her take a cock.

"Jeremy," she said, while looking at Steven. "Enter me slowly so Steven can see, and then..." Steven's eyes got bigger, and she could tell he was having a hard time restraining an orgasm.

"I always start with a kiss," he said, and lowered himself to give her a kiss on her lips. It was a short one. Thankfully. He positioned himself and guided his cock to her opening. He teased his head against her opening, moving up and down, then started in. She looked to the side again, to Steven, and saw his eyes focused on her... pussy, his mouth hanging open, watching Jeremy find his way within.

Jeremy didn't need encouragement. She was wet, and it wasn't like she hadn't had sex in a while. He all but slipped right in. "Yes," she moaned, when he was inside her, "that's what I need." And then he went in the additional inch or so that Steven didn't have. It caught her by surprise, she was so used to Steven.

Her hands clawed at the mattress, but quicky found his hips, hugging him into her. "Yes, as deep as you can go, Jeremy. Yes... it feels so good."

It had been a long while since she had felt someone as filling as that. He enjoyed being inside her for a few moments, then took a slow but lengthy stroke.

"Now, fuck me, please," she begged.

He stroked within her several times. "Hot damn," he said. "She can take all of me!" He groped at her breasts briefly before planting his hands on the mattress and began fucking her in earnest, his hips arching back to give her full, hard strokes.

Everything faded away except the cock inside her. She raised her knees so she could respond better to his thrusts. The performance aspect of the evening was swept away as the feeling of a long hard cock gave her waves of pleasure. He fucked her hard, building to his orgasm without any consideration of her.

She understood her need a little better. It just felt so good to be fucked, to not have to worry about feelings for the person, or expectations, or fear of the routine, or the satisfaction given and received... She took from him, he from her. It felt so good to have another cock in her, someone new... the firmness of his body, his smell, his size, the places he touched, his rhythm... someone who just wanted to fuck. It was just so carnal.