The Loft

"Turn the page," said Paul.

The guys switched and Peter grabbed her calves and raised her up against his grinding hips. His groin rasped on her loins and her clit was effectively stimulated vigorously. The Indian minx was deliriously happy with the handsome stud vigorously driving in and out of her tingling pussy. He abruptly pulled out and she bucked up fucking air until Paul slid back in and mounted her once more. His huge knob slammed into her at a furious rate and the sound of his firm thighs slapping against hers made her drip down the crack of her bum. Her raw sexuality had been unleashed and she felt as liberated as a caged animal set free. Her body shivered in ecstasy as his thick cock pulsed deep inside her. As she came to grips with the notion of being pleasured by two handsome and virile men, she concluded that her sexual needs could never really be satisfied by just one man. Glory be to the loft!

"That's it!"

They switched once more and she looked into the hypnotic eyes of Peter as he hammered into her hard and fast. She hugged him tightly and felt his superb muscles straining with his efforts. His broad back was covered in well-earned sweat and she moaned in delight when he moved back and forth even faster.

"Oh my god!"

Peter pulled back and flipped the light brown-skinned woman up onto her hands and knees. He started fucking her from behind and each time he thrust into her he went all the way in with his huge cock. She started sucking Paul's dick again while she got used to this new sensation. After a few moments, the wanton hussy was pushing back on his dick while he was starting to put more into each stroke. She started deepthroating Paul with ease and now he was literally fucking her throat like it was a cunt. Peter held onto her hips and fucked her vigorously. She was moaning on hard cock and drooling down her chin.

"Turn the page."

Again they traded places. Paul's cock dripped saliva as he shifted behind Anjali and mounted her doggy. He pulled her up higher into his sweaty groin and gave it to her a little harder. She gasped as he pulled all the way out and pushed all the way in with full force. With each pull back she was coming off his dick, and with every hard entry stroke thrust he speared her on his full length. Peter laid sideways next to her on the bed and she leaned over to kiss him and stroke his hose. There was nothing but a look of lust and passion in her eyes. She leaned in close and said she wanted to ride his cowgirl.

"Fucking hell."

Peter lay back and held his pole up and Anjali's eyes widened at the sight of such a big cock sticking up. She kicked her right leg over his left and he slowly inserted his huge dick into her pussy. She leaned forward to kiss him as she pushed down firmly. She took it slow and let him continue to push his cock into her until he was all the way in. They continued kissing while she began to work into a rhythm. She reared back and started riding him with assured gyrations of her hips. Her hefty boobs bounced up and down and her backside smacked on his upper thighs with loud slapping sounds.

Between the two of them, it was he who gave her an orgasm. He filled her completely and an ocean of pleasure sent her over the edge as she came over his massive cock which remained buried in her sopping pussy. This pushed him to my limit and Peter erupted all over her face. She licked her lips with a smile as cum dripped down to her boobs and stomach. Without hesitation, she scooped the goo off her boobs and licked it up. Paul was hugely impressed and reached for her head to feed her his throbbing member. His length actually bumped the back of her throat as he pushed in all the way. His taut butt clenched as he came in her mouth and she glugged loudly as she swallowed his creamy load. Anjali sputtered and spat as she dribbled cum from her overfilled mouth. The two studs sat back as the curvy woman finally got up from the bed.

"Wonderful. I need to clean up. Thanks again, boys."

The exhausted Indian jumped into a tub of hot water and bath salts and settled down on her back. Her big tits floated on the surface and her nipples still protruded enticingly as she wallowed in the soothing bubble bath. Then Paul entered the steamy room and he joined her in the tub. She stroked his still-hard knob under the hot water as his hands wandered over her wet tits and hips. He moved up so that his cock emerged like a periscope on a submarine and Anjali didn't wait on ceremony to impale herself on him. His cock felt glorious as she sank down on him and she leaned back to raise up in his lap.

"Lovely, lovely," she intoned again and again as she bounced up and down on his rigid organ.

Anjali always loved this dominant position, but Anil hated it. Her backside rippled every time she slammed down on the hot stud. He grabbed onto her hips and guided her onto his throbbing cock as she clawed at his chest with her scarlet nails. He threw his arms around her and thrust upwards, ramming himself deep inside her cunt. Her dark brown eyes burned into his as his cock vanished inside her stretched-out cunt.

"Cum in me."

She pointed her toes down and gave him all she had, grinding and circling her hips in an attempt to savour his big log in her hot box. The dusky-skinned vixen pushed down as hard as she was able to and they yelled out together as they both came. He kept his pulsating dick still fully embedded inside her as he shot untold amounts of cum in her overstuffed quim. Anjali raised her dipping wet body up and his semi-erect cock slid out of her. She turned to see Peter with his Viagra-fueled dick still erect and hard.

"Any room for another?"

The rented buck grabbed the grinning woman and pressed her to the wall of the bathroom and shagged her in a standing doggy-style fuck. She shook her head in amazement and decided to send Beverley a thank you e-mail as soon as they were done. During the night the guys fucked her brains out. Separately, and at the same time. When they finally left in the early hours, Anjali slept for twelve hours straight.

xxx

Chapter Two, Eliza's story.

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If you think of Latina women as being fiery and strong-willed then you would be entirely accurate. Red hot blood runs through their veins and this is evident in their everyday life, not to mention their raunchy lovemaking. During the day, Eliza toiled over a hotplate in the kitchen of her husband's restaurant, sweat prickling her brow, and her unkempt hair in a loose ponytail. But when in the right mood, the Mexican spitfire loves to dance and make love with a passion. There was nothing more she liked than to lie back with her lithe legs in the air while she received a good dicking. So when her hard-working husband's ardour cooled off, Eliza became frustrated and resentful. Left to her own devices, she resorted more and more to her range of sex toys for gratification. Beverley Dawson came knocking at just the right time with her idea of renting a plush loft in which she and her closest friends could use to live out their sexual fantasies without fear of any comebacks from their loved ones. The loft would remain their secret hideaway.

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"Heaven."

Eliza flopped naked onto her bed and spread out like a starfish on her back. Her eyes drooped and her body glowed despite her exhaustion from another busy day. Miguel yet again chose to sleep in the other bedroom in order to avoid any type of intimacy with her. Her pussy demanded attention and she kneaded her breasts as she writhed on her shapely behind like the insatiable sex kitten she was. Her restless hands moved south, scraping her abdomen and lower belly in a deliberately slow and teasing motion. Her legs kicked out into the shape of a V and her hips bucked up to greet her right hand.

"Si, si!"

The tempestuous beauty caressed her inner thighs with her long scarlet nails and flicked at her extraordinarily large clitoris that had emerged fat and swollen from its hood. As she lifted her head to look she dipped two fingers inside her muff and probed her pink inner folds. Moaning softly her fingers glided in and out smoothly and her juices wetted the palm of her hand. She fished for her favourite white dildo with the detailed shaft and rubbed it against her wet pussy. Her perfectly trimmed triangle of black pubic hair glistened from the numerous tiny drops of pussy sweat and her legs shook as she applied some lubrication to the ominous-looking ten-inch sex toy. She circled her pussy entrance with the business end and received a welcome spasm. Totally absorbed in her own pleasuring she used two hands to push the false cock into her cunt, making her gasp aloud and cry out.

"Me enchanta!"

As she began to fuck herself, she lifted her left leg up at the knee and twisted the big dildo clockwise with every thrust home. after three straight minutes, Eliza had the thing buried deep inside her pussy and the impressive size and penetration had her cunt puddling under her stunning backside. Faster now, she slammed the dildo in and out, still double-handed, pulling it out almost all the way before filling her up again. Her toes curled down into the sheet and her head swam as her orgasm built with that insatiable urge to erupt, like an electrical charge rushing to her loins.

"Almost there."

On and on she pumped her pussy and she reveled in the divine bumps and ridges along the thick shaft rubbing on her inner walls. As she became slicker and slicker the dildo was deliciously stuffed inside her and she kept fucking herself as she exploded in an intense climax. She slowly removed the dildo, squeezing it with her pussy muscles as she reluctantly let it slip out, and then she closed her thighs to savour the final waves of her orgasm. She had never cheated on Miguel. Never pondered any option other than remaining faithful. But Beverley had surely tested her loyalty. She fell asleep dreaming of her turn to live out her fantasy in the loft.

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It was a typical muggy evening in London and the interminable strikes by the Railway Union meant there were no train service again. Eliza took a black taxi ride to Soho and quickly made her way to the loft. Standing at the entrance to the building, it was impossible not to feel a thrill as she imagined what might occur during the next few hours. She had tried on a dozen dresses during the week and had decided on a strapless sheath with a V-neck and a high hem. The sexy Latina looked stunning and the dress hugged her perky tits and juicy little bottom. The hot Mexican babe had that Latina blood in her, keeping her spicy and ready to fight if she didn't get her way. Having heard of Anjali's night of infidelity with two virile studs, it was only natural that Eliza go the whole hog and ask Beverley for FOUR stunt cocks for her entertainment. Sipping at her second glass of Pinot Grigio in under half an hour and chain-smoking her Rothmans, Eliza paced around the loft as she awaited her paid guests.

"We're here."

The foursome entered through the front door that had been left on the latch. Eliza sat up as they swanned in. All four fit the agency's description and the e-mailed photos perfectly.

"Hi, guys. Help yourself to wine."

"Cheers."

As they poured drinks, the lust-filled babe looked them up and down. Alan was around six four, muscular but lean, and with a taught bum. He was smartly dressed in a black suit and open-necked white shirt. Alex looked not only to be precisely what she had ordered but also to be almost perfect. Ruggedly handsome with clear blue eyes, a square jaw, chin, and the most lustrous slicked-back hair.

"Nice loft. Not bad at all."

Chris was another tall buck who stood at six feet two. At six feet, Dave had a heavier build. Looking already like her favourite he was ripped to perfection, with a friendly face, blonde hair, and playful blue eyes. He filled out his jacket and trousers as if tailor-made to show off his masculinity.

"Welcome, boys."

They occupied the well-upholstered seats and made small talk as they got merry.

"How long have you all been doing this?" she asked each in turn.

"Two and a bit years now, I love it."

Eliza smiled at Alex.

"Must be a man's dream job."

"Yes I suppose it is really," agreed Alan as he downed his wine.

"Well, definitely tonight."

Eliza crossed her long legs and stared into Dave's eyes.

"How so?"

"Well, you're beautiful and with a figure to die for to start with. This will be our pleasure as well as yours."

She gulped her drink as four pairs of dreamy eyes mentally undressed her. Eliza could feel herself getting aroused and she knew for sure that her nipples were erect and hard.

"So, we're in for a good time tonight?"

"We aim to please," answered Chris.

"Then get naked."

"And we have lift off.

Chris stood up and walked across to where she was sitting. The smell of his cologne wafted to her nose as his face passed within inches of hers. The others began removing their jackets and shirts. Hovering in front of her, Chris unbuckled his belt and loosened his waistband tugging his shirt off over his head. Eliza licked her lips as he nonchalantly unzipped his fly and opened the front of his trousers. She looked past him to see the other three were down to their boxers. The underwear left nothing to the imagination. Chris took out his hard-on and presented it to the wide-eyed Mexican babe. She wrapped her slim fingers around his heated shaft and sucked him in eagerly. Still seated, the smouldering beauty pursed her lips and made a vacuum around his bell end, Then, she took him into her drooling mouth, loving his pulsating cock throb so. Alan unleashed an equally monstrous erection and Eliza went down onto her haunches to service each one with the same enthusiasm. She squeezed each iron-hard cock and wanked them in sync, sucking on each fat knob in turn.

"Fucking hell!"

Dave and Alex fisted their boners as they watched intently at her impressive start. Eliza swirled her pink snake of a tongue around and around the mushroom of each cock head and Dave grabbed a lock of her hair to turn her attention to him. She crammed his fat knob down her throat. she was entertaining the group with loud and lewd slobbering noises as she bobbed her head back and forth on his foaming dick. All four encircled her as she spun in a clockwise circle on her knees to service all. She got to her feet, wobbling unsteadily on her heels as the naked men sandwiched the minx. Dave embraced her from the front and kissed her hard with his parted lips. Behind her, Alan lifted the hem of her dress and palmed her cheeks as he began to pepper them with butterfly kisses. She moaned into Dave's mouth and wantonly ground her hips to smother Alan's face in her rear. The beefy guy grunted as he was made to shove his tongue into her moist slit.

"Si, si."

His nose nestled in the separated twin globes of her bottom as he burrowed further inside her torrid cunt. Her short dress had been hiked up to show that tantalising strip of upper thigh between her panty line. Dave backed off and Eliza got her first proper look at them all. She stood up then and admired each of the well-hung men in turn. Dave was absurdly bulky and she used her nails to trace a line up his barrel chest as she hummed in approval at his muscled torso and bulging biceps. Alan had the leanest frame with a hairless body.

"Please to unzip me, amigo."

Alex tugged on the zipper which slid down noiselessly and together they pushed the soft dress off of her bronze-hued shoulders. It made a seductive whisper as it pooled around her heels and she stepped out of it one foot at a time.

"Fucking beauty!" muttered Chris as he leered at her bared flesh, becoming instantly aroused by the striking view of the semi-nude vixen.

Under her dress, Eliza had on an open bra and a black thong that fit snugly over her mons. The bra let her bullet nipples push out and was barely adequate to support her firm bosom. The smoking hot vixen lifted her chin proudly. The natural beauty always had a special thrill when virile men looked upon her alluring form, something about possessing a body that made men worship her was no doubt the reason. She immediately felt that magnificent tingling all over that came when she was about to have sex.

"I'm so lucky," she purred as she was cradled in Dave's arms on the big bed.

He instantly drew her lower body up so that he could drag her thong up off her lithe pins. She was already soaking wet as he began to probe and flick out at her inner thighs. That initial contact was incredible. His warm mouth on her flesh increased the intensity of her ardour. She was now game for anything and the guys knew it. Within seconds she began to rock her hips as her arousal grew. She gripped his head in both hands and pulled him tighter into her dripping quim.

"Fuck! Eat that fucking pussy!"

Alex slid his hands up her body, cupping her breasts and swirling his fingers around her erect nipples before pinching them gently. Her audible gasps as she threw her head back were rewarding. Her whole body now trembled with anticipation. She needed this. It had been so long. Her body was begging for it. His fingers kept running through her slit, accumulating her wetness, and she could feel her natural desire seeping out.

Alan took over oral duty and literally devoured her pussy, his tongue never still as he lapped at her nectar and snapped at her hard button. Her wetness covered his chin as she growled and thrust, fucking his lips and tongue with her cunt. Alex tweaked her nipples, pinching them and rolling them gently between his finger and thumb, causing her to shiver in delight.

"I'm going to cum! You're making me cum! Fuck!"

Eliza hissed as she thrust furiously into the face of Alan and she toyed with his black hair. She wrapped her legs around his head, growling, snarling, and thrusting. He kept his face to her sex as he continued to devour her. He squirmed on his front as he tongued the grateful woman's clit whilst he slid two fingers into her dripping snatch. As she moaned, he slipped from the crushing embrace of her legs and Eliza rolled over with her hands clutched between her legs as she quivered and twitched.

"Nice start."

Chris got her on her back, opened her legs, and settled between her slippery thighs. He entered her with one effortless stroke, causing her to sigh softly. Propped up on his elbows he gave her a steady and languid fucking as the others watched nearby. She ran her hands up and down his back as he inhaled with regular huffs. He pulled out and Alex grabbed her feet and shifted her five inches to her left.

"SI!'

He rolled on top of her and he used his muscular thighs to urge her to open her legs wider. She felt the tip of his dick nuzzle her pussy and in an instant, her wet cunt was filled with his cock. He began to fuck hard and fast, and her tits jiggled wildly as she arched up into his chest.

"Fuck!, Your cock feels so good."

But Alex withdrew and Dave pulled her by her legs five more inches to her left, rucking the sheet up her backside. He plunged his cock into her and pounded her incredibly hard into the mattress.

"Maravillosa!" she grunted as he slammed his cock into her.

Her nails clawed at his biceps as he fucked her even harder. His magnificent body was shiny with sweat and every muscle stood in stark relief. They shuffled position as he rolled away. Alan's throbbing cock disappeared inside her as he pulled her to the edge of the bed.

"You liking that, my dear? You like me fucking you with my big cock?"

"Oooer! Si, si. Si!"

The bed creaked beneath them as the fiery tempest swung a leg over his hips. Alan then slowly moved the pair of them precariously to one side of the bed. Her arms went up to his neck as she slid down with a yelp.

"Mierda!"