3 comments/ 22223 views/ 4 favorites Melissa's Birthday Surprise By: 1970man I began writing this story for a friend of mine from here. I got part way through the story and she told me she loved it and that I have to upload it. It will get great reviews, she said. Well, I don't know about that. If it seems outrageous, that's because it was. If it seems unbelievable, well, I'm not sure how to answer that. If it seems too slick, that's because it's hard to remember details, so one embellishes to make it read better. But, well, enjoy "Melissa's Birthday Surprise." ***** Well, firstly, let me say that this was my masterstroke. Nothing I've done since has come close in terms of planning and crazy outcomes. People love to say I am obsessive-compulsive. I just prefer to say well-organised. I have to also say, it took me a while to decide I would do something to cater to Melissa's desire for a gangbang. I wasn't really sure I could pull it off. I lived at the time in a tiny town about 4 hours from Melbourne and it's hard to do much in a tiny community without people knowing. But then I decided to go for it. I was a blow-in anyway. So, I met Melissa, almost by accident, when I was in Sydney, away from home, for a couple of weeks for work. We hit it off straight away, even though I was twice her age (and a bit). The whole thing was very full-on for a few years. I think being away from each other most of the time is what kept it fresh. When we were in the same city at the same time, it was crazy. We'd not leave the hotel room for days. It was during these get-togethers that she started talking about group sex. I took it with a grain of salt first, perhaps because I might've been a bit jealous to see her fucking other dudes, perhaps because I didn't really think someone so young would really have such an insatiable desire for that sort of thing. She was, in my eyes, fucking gorgeous. Petite, maybe only 5'1", but curvy enough and with a nice round bum and tits somewhere between C and D maybe. And she kind of had me in a spell, and I just wanted to please her. So, yeah, I finally relented and decided that I would get her down to my place and organise the thing. That way, if she wanted out, my house was a safe haven to retreat to. Her 20th birthday was the perfect excuse. Nobody in her family would really care if she disappeared for a few days for her birthday; she was prone to that sort of thing anyway. The easiest bit, really, was finding the venue. The wee town I lived in had a posh yacht club. Now, during the winter months the club is deserted for 4 or 5 months of the year - not because the weather is terrible, but because the rich people who frequented the club and lived at the north end of town just went away for the winter each year. The place literally sits idle for that time. I had met a guy who was the caretaker of the club and I essentially rented the place for a night through him. I wasn't really interested in the deserted clubrooms, but the enormous (like enormous), brightly-lit, white-tiled shower/change room downstairs. The hard bit, I would have thought, would be finding the guys. In a small country town you don't want to get too much whisper going. And obviously I wasn't going to ask any of my friends. The trick was finding people that I could trust that were into it. Now, being into ganging and being trustworthy might not always be the most common of bedfellows. I thought I would aim for 3 guys (besides me) and be lucky to get two. I didn't want to go really out there and advertise online or anything. And I also didn't want a huge, intimidating crowd. I finally got lucky, with a week and a half to spare, when I was working in another office, 90 miles away, and was out getting my lunch. Fuck knows how the conversation with a guy who I knew through an acquaintance of an acquaintance turned that way down the shops, but I had suddenly recruited the requisite 3 guys. I arranged for a get-together a couple of nights later at a pub halfway between our towns. So, when that came, 5 guys arrived. All good. We went through the rules, the location, etc and it was on for a week and a bit later. The last thing was the outfit. I wanted it feminine and innocent, but sexy. I went to the city and bought a printed dress, white base with big printed blue flowers all over it, nice figure-hugging bodice top half, flared, flouncy, big-pleated sort of A-line bottom half to just above the knees. I bought matching tiny white lacy knickers and matching bra and white thigh-high, stay-up stockings. Of course, white stilettos. Honestly, it's escapades like this that drove me to the parlous financial state I find myself in these days, I'm sure! I took the day off and picked Melissa up from the airport early on the Friday. She'd come in on the earliest flight from Sydney. We drove back the 4 hours to my place and it was all chatty and normal. When we got to my place, it was just for a relaxing afternoon, lunch by the lakes, all normal. Of course, there was sex. She slept in really late on Saturday after such a long day, the day before. Later in the afternoon I told her we were doing something special that night and showed her the outfit I'd bought for her. She tried to get some hints, but I played it down. When the time came, we jumped in the car and drove in the night to the deserted yacht club. She kept giving me quizzical looks as I beamed with joy and a little trepidation. We got to the club and, rather than going up to the classy clubrooms upstairs, we went around to the waterfront side of the building and I unlocked the door with the borrowed key. I stopped her before we went in and pulled out a tea towel (it was all I could find) and blindfolded her. We went into the change/shower room. It was lit up so brightly I squinted at first, coming in from the dark. I looked at my girl - she looked so gorgeous in that pretty dress, stockings and stilettos, her mousey-blonde hair swept back in a ponytail tied with a ribbon. As per the plan, there were my five new best mates, standing in a row, wearing black Speedos. Man, I still can't believe this plan came together so well. One of the guys had promised to bring a platform. I still don't know what the fuck he had built it for, but there it was in the middle of the room. A steel-framed bench with a heavily-padded, black vinyl-covered top, like a bench but higher, about thigh-high, and maybe 3 or 4 feet across. Honestly, no idea what its primary purpose was. Anyway... I guided Melissa towards the line-up. Placing one hand on her hip, I walked behind her, guiding her. As we approached the line-up, the guys totally silent, I took her forearm with my hand and extended it out at the right level and walked her past the line-up. As her fingers brushed over the first Speedo-clad cock, she squealed softly. As she brushed past the second and third and onwards, she got really excited. She begged to be able to take off the blindfold and I untied it for her, throwing it aside. The sight of the guys made her clasp her hands together and squeal again, this time louder. She turned and threw her arms around me, kissing me over and over on the face and thanking me. "Happy Birthday" I said, unbuttoning my shirt. By the time I was down to my Speedos, she was over, stroking cocks on the remarkably well-behaved guys. As I say, by the time I turned around, she was into it. The outfit I chose was having the desired effect on me. I like the idea of someone who seems innocent actually being a slut, and I had chosen the outfit accordingly for her. She was on her tip-toes when I turned around, deeply tongue-kissing one of the guys. He was pulling her close for a deep tonguing by holding the back of her head. His other hand was on her flower-print arse, squeezing it tight. Melissa had her hand down the front of his Speedos already and I could see her hand massaging his cock underneath the lycra. She had a second guy's cock in her other hand, but outside the Speedos at this point. For some reason, I hadn't imagined kissing, but fuck it turned me on. Especially given how hard they were going at it. I decided to stand back and just stroke my cock for a while, as I watched. A third guy came in behind Melissa and kissed her on the neck. He slid his hands down her sides, down over her hips and down to the hemline of her dress. Then he slid both hands more towards the front of her thighs and up under the dress. I could see that he was working his hands hard under the dress. The other guys moved in and she started sharing around, stroking each of their cocks through the fabric of their Speedos. Man, I was having trouble keeping my cock in my Speedos as I stroked it, watching my girl get all nasty. She shared around the tongue-kissing as well. After a while, she had a couple of the cocks out of their Speedos and had a hand wrapped around each. I felt now might be my time to join in. I walked over to the group, took Melissa's hand and led her to the middle of the room. A yoga mat appeared out of nowhere and I knelt her down on it. Then I encouraged the guys to form a circle. Looking up at me, she smiled as I shuffled in closer. She reached up, curled her fingers in under the waistband of my Speedos and pulled them down. My cock sprung from its confines and Melissa wrapped a hand around it. Drawing it to her mouth, she stopped momentarily when her attention was caught by all the other guys dropping their Speedos and their cocks all being exposed, pointing towards her. She laughed and was still chuckling as her mouth engulfed my cock. Slowly my cock slid deeper into her mouth as her hand came up and cupped under my ball-sack and her fingers slid between my thighs. There was that cock-sucking slut that I loved! Meanwhile, the other guys were starting to get heated up as well. Cocks came at her from all directions. She slid mine from her mouth and turned to her right, to engulf a nice large slug that had been pushing against her cheek. She worked that one for a while before feeling another cock on her head. She slid the cock from her mouth then tipped her head right back. Taking a hold of the cock now draped over her face, the slid it into her mouth. The downward curve in it helped it to slide into her throat and she wriggled slightly to work it down, the guy's pendulous balls draped across her nose. Other cocks slid easily into her hands and other hands started fondling her tits through her dress - mine included. My little slut was the absolute centre of attention. Soon she was doing that cock-to-cock thing that you see in gangbang porn - three or four long plunges on each cock before moving to the next - super-hot to watch, keeps everyone's cock hard and everyone gets a turn, but not hugely satisfying, waiting for five other cocks to be sucked before it's your turn again. But, hey, it was her birthday and she was having a fucking ball. And she had a mouthful of saliva, so every cock was getting nice and wet for the coming spectacular. And to be fair, she did offer me a little more attention, really working my cock when it found its way to the back of her throat, cupping my balls, rubbing her fingers up and under, towards my arse. And meanwhile, she had shifted her other hand up under her dress and was starting to work her cunt. So, really, I was enjoying the whole thing. The cock-sucking, the ball-teasing, the cute slut in the pretty party dress. But in a while I thought it was perhaps time to relieve Melissa of her duties to her pussy. I took her wrist from under my balls and helped her from her knees, a cock sliding from her mouth as she got up. The guys took a step back as the gorgeous creature stood before them. Turning her around, I stood behind her, my cock poking at the folds of her dress. I took the top of the zipper between her shoulder blades and slowly drew it down. The tight bodice part of her dress gaped open (it was tighter than I had thought) and revealed her perfect, tanned and shapely back. I pushed the straps from her shoulders and pulled the top of the dress off of her, revealing her perfect tits, entrapped in the white, lacy bra, to the assembled throng of guys. She wriggled out of the dress and it fell to the ground. I bent down and picked up the dress, folded it carefully and placed it on one of the chairs along the wall. I turned to see the gorgeous body, in tiny white bra and panties and white stay-up stockings. For an extended moment, the five guys and I stood there in awe of her perfect young body. I was as mesmerised as they were, despite having seen Melissa in this state of undress many times before. Breaking the silence, I took her hand and led her to the odd, padded table. I helped her up onto the table, her bum just inside the edge and her legs draped over the side. I dropped to my knees between her thighs and spread them wide. The sweet scent of her young pussy filled my nostrils as I pushed aside the tiny bit of fabric encasing it and slid my tongue along the moist slit of her cunt. As I plunged my tongue deep into her vagina, exploring the flesh, tasting her moisture, delving deeply then withdrawing to lick along her lips to her clitoris and down to her bumhole, Melissa sat back, propped up on her elbows, watching me with amusement. And then, with a moan, she dropped back, laying flat on the table. My five new besties moved in and soon there was a fat cock sliding into her mouth. Two more guys pulled her bra down over her perfect tits, exposing their smooth, tanned skin, and began sucking on them, one either side, as she took hold of their rigid cock. And what cocks! Some of these guys put me to shame - they were hung! She pumped their cocks as they slobbered over her young tits, getting more excited as they went. The two guys left over stood, eagerly pumping their own cocks and waiting their turn. Melissa's pussy tasted divine and I was no longer really paying attention as the other guys took turns in fucking her throat. My focus was on that gorgeous young cunt, getting my tongue as deeply into it as I could while massaging her tight little bumhole with my fingers. By this stage the other guys seem to have developed a rotation system, as every time I looked up, my tongue in Melissa's pussy and two fingers pushed into her tight arse, there were different guys doing different things. Melissa was loving it, which was the main thing. When there wasn't a cock buried in her throat, there was an ear-to-ear grin on her face. I must admit that at this stage I had also forgotten any of the guys' names or who they were. I remembered that there were three tradies, one guy who I had not much idea about and, surprisingly, a GP. But who was who, I couldn't remember as I concentrated with enthusiasm on my particular business. And business was good. It wasn't hard to bring my horny little minx to orgasm and after I had been working her cunt for such a long time, it was creamy, wet and hot. Melissa writhed and wriggled under my tongue, her moaning audible despite being muffled by a progression of cocks. I decided it was time to fuck her. Well, my cock decided. I stood up to the sight of Melissa with two fat cocks in her mouth and her hands wrapped around two more. Her tits were glistening with saliva, one guy attached like a limpet to one. The visible nipple, compact and contrasting with her tanned breast, was happily erect. She had great nipples - smallish areolae but they stuck out a good centimetre when on full-arousal. I pulled her panties to one side and swiped my cock-head along the outside of her vagina, pushing harder with each swipe until it slid inside the folds of her cunt. Once the head had popped inside, I pushed a little deeper. I loved how her horny little pussy was so tight yet so well-lubricated. It was always like this, she was always horny. I slid further, slowly pushing the length of my shaft into her until it was completely buried in her and I could feel my ball sack against her buttocks. Slowly I withdrew my penis again, until just the head was inside her and then, slowly again, I slid it to full depth. One of the many things that Melissa was good at was gripping a cock tight with her pussy and as I started a routine of sliding in and out of her cunt, I felt that glorious squeeze and release as she worked my cock well, even when distracted by cocks in her mouth. Gradually my thrusting became faster. With each thrust I slid as deep into her as I could go, her pussy working hard on my cock, until I was slamming, hard and fast, into her. I guessed that I wouldn't last a marathon. The anticipation of the day and the excitement of the evening so far had build up a crescendo in my balls that was dying to be released. But equally I knew that it wouldn't take me too long to get back on the wagon after cumming. The spectacle would see to that. Still, a little distraction in the form of other activities kept me going for a while. Melissa was now slightly propped up on her elbows with her head tipped right back as the first guy climbed up on the fuck-table, knelt before her and slid his fat slug past her lips and down her throat. Bravely, she opened wide to allow the huge cock to slide down her throat. I watched her throat expand as the thing slid down it and then back out again. And then back in. The guy was slowly throat-fucking her, his pendulous balls sliding over face each time his shaft slid down her. He slid in and out of her throat for a while, then handed over to the next guy, who repeated the exercise for about five minutes. Then the third guy did the same. I get fucking away, pounding Melissa's pussy as she swallowed cock after cock. Eventually, one of the guys had to relent, and it was guy number four. After throat-fucking her for a while, he announced that he was going to cum. Melissa slid his cock from her mouth and sucked on the head. From my vantage point I could see his member pulse as Melissa sucked hard on the cock-head. I could see that she was milking him and when she finally released his cock, a ribbon of cum ran from his cock to Melissa's lips, broke and dropped across her cheek. But no Porn Pros style messy facial for my girl, no. She opened her mouth slightly, enough for me to see the huge puddle of semen inside, pushed the ribbon of cum from her cheek to her mouth, sucked it from the end of her finger and swallowed. Champion. But for me, that was a tipping point. Seeing Melissa swallow a bucketload of cum sent me over the edge. I felt that familiar tingle in my cock and knew I was going to cum. At the brink I pulled my cock, with some difficulty, from her hungry cunt and blew my load. I've read the phrase "ropes of cum" many times and it was never more apt. My daylong aching balls produced a hydrant, the first stream landing with a splash in a white slash straight up her stomach to just below her tits. The second and third almost as far. The fourth and fifth to her navel and the rest flowed out like lava onto her pushed-aside knickers. I had not noticed my own moaning at first, until the involuntary one that left my mouth when I wiped my wet cock-head across her inner thigh. "Oh my Darling," Melissa said, beckoning me, "come here." I left my position between her thighs and walked around the table to her. She slid two fingers along the slashes of white semen on her torso and brought a dripping mess to her mouth. Then she pulled me in and kissed me deeply, my own tongue wrestling with hers, slippery with cum. She released me and kissed me tenderly on the lips. As I backed away, holding her hand, it slipped from mine. Our fingertips held on for a second and then her hand dropped from mine. I took a seat to the side and sat down. Melissa blew me a kiss and prepared for the next wave. It didn't take long. The next guy moved in, smearing his cock with lubricant from the supply box. He was tall and muscular with a cock that put mine to shame. Melissa's Birthday Surprise "Roll over, darlin'," he said as he approached her. Melissa did as instructed, making a show of rolling over slowly so I could see my cum sliding down her streaked torso, and came to rest on her stomach. The guy took hold of her g-string and slid it off, throwing it over to me. I couldn't resist a deep, creepy but instinctive sniff of the crotch. Sweet Lord, my cock would be hard in no time. The guy slid his cock up and down her slit from behind and then just rammed it home in one motion, burying it to the hilt. Melissa squealed as she was penetrated then sighed heavily as the cock retreated and was then thrust home again. As the guy started ramming into her, another bloke climbed up onto the table, his legs spread wide, and pushed his cock to Melissa's lips. Resisting the knob, she took hold of it, lifted it and attacked the balls underneath. She sucked on each ball in turn and then took both in her mouth, rolling them around her tongue for a while. Then she released them and slid her snaking tongue down the underside of his ball-sack. She took a swipe at his anus and then pressed her tongue against the tight opening. The guy did not put up any resistance as she attacked his bumhole like she was devouring an ice-cream. All the while, her cunt was being pounded by the huge slug behind her. As much as this scene was getting me ready to go again, it suddenly occurred to me that the boot of my car was full of coolers containing drinks and boxes of snacks and that I should probably bring them in. I quickly pulled on my pants and got one of the other guys to do the same. We went out and unloaded the refreshments and carried them in. I didn't notice the new guy at first, as I was busy setting up a drinks table in the corner. But when I turned around and saw him, my first reaction was to think "fuck, we're busted." Then it occurred to me that I had legitimately hired the place for the evening, however sordid our activities were, and in any case the new guy was just sitting there, fully-clothed, watching proceedings intently. I thought to go over and introduce myself and invite him to participate, but then thought, no, he seems happy, I'll just let him be. And who could blame him - the same guy was still pounding Melissa from behind, really letting her have it - the flesh of her perfect, round bum rippled with every harsh thrust. And all the time Melissa had her face literally buried between the other guy's buttocks as she pumped his cock, sight unseen, with her hand. I had stopped watching the guy pound her cunt from behind (though I was still aware of his consistent and now quite loud grunting) as I watched my dirty little slut being dirtier and sluttier than ever before, her tongue probing a stranger's arse. She then turned to one side and slid two fingers into her mouth. She sucked on them for a while before pulling them out, completely soaked with saliva. Then, mercilessly, she slid them into the guy's arsehole and returned to licking, slathering her tongue around her probing fingers. Now, I don't know how long I could've lasted with that sort of treatment, but this guy was holding on as best he could. My girl's right hand slid up and down his throbbing cock as her left hand and tongue worked his arse and her body slid back and forth with the pounding from behind. Five minutes I reckon he lasted. The explosion came as Melissa momentarily let go of his cock and it bounced on her head, exploding. Ropes, again, of semen spurted from this guy's cock. The first couple flying over Melissa's head and landing on the small of her back, between the two cute dimples just above her bum. The third rope flew a shorter distance and fell between her shoulder blades and into the tied-back hair. Subsequent bursts and finally a spewing, then dribbling, stream soaked into her hair. And only after he had finished ejaculating did Melissa pull her fingers from his anus, prop herself up on her elbows and suck her fingers. And within seconds of that, the guy in her pussy moaned a loud "oooohhhh" and released his stream into that tight young cunt. As the table guy climbed down, expertly wiping his still-dripping cock on Melissa's forehead, the guy behind thrust into her a couple more times and then pulled his cock from her, trailing a strand of cum between his cock and her pussy. The strand broke and dropped between her legs. There were a few seconds of quiet bliss for Melissa as she rested her head on her folded arms for a moment. I looked over and saw the mysterious new guy, shirt off and pulling down his dirty jeans. Only now did I really take much notice of him - older, maybe late 50s - early 60s, stubbly chin, quite thin and unremarkable. He was now stripped down to a pair of boxers and sat back down again. Looked like he was fixing to be the seventh (including me) in our group A new one of the five original guys moved in. He was also lubricating his cock as he approached the table. He was polite enough to ask her if she was "okay with anal" before she flipped over again, indicating her assent. Front and back, she was now streaked with cum. The load that I had earlier unleashed on her front was smeared around her tits and stomach. Melissa put her hands behind her knees and pulled her legs back, exposing her tight little arsehole to the new stranger. He was in for a treat. During anal sex, Melissa liked to squeeze the cock out with her arse during the out-thrust, somehow making the in-thrust more intense. The guy slid his lubricated fingers to her dusky, puckered hole and wet it up before sliding two fingers deep inside of her. He worked them around, making sure she was well lubed-up. Then he took hold of his engorged cock and pushed it to her sphincter. With a firm grip, he pushed and his cock-head slid into her arse. Melissa winced, her eyes tightly closed as the big knob penetrated her. He paused for a second before beginning to slide his fat cock deeper into her. Sliding deeper and deeper, Melissa still kept her eyes shut as her tight arse (trust me, it was tight) took the huge slug. Finally, he was as deep as he could go, his balls hanging against her back. As he slid his cock out of her, I heard a sharp intake of breath from him and I knew she was taking control. Extended to a position with just the head in her anus, he then slammed his cock back into her. As their rhythm started to kick in, the final of the original five climbed up onto the table to lend a hand, taking Melissa's legs from her, to help hold them back, whilst draping his shaft across her face. She wasted no time slurping the head of his cock into her mouth. The cock slid deeper into Melissa's throat and she tilted her head back to accommodate it, her throat expanding as the cock slid down it. Meanwhile at the other end her arsehole was now being steadily pounded. Melissa's body writhed and contorted as she was fucked from both ends. The guy fucking her arsehole was grunting and swearing, pounding at the tight orifice. Meanwhile, the guy with his cock in her mouth had forgotten his job in keeping her legs pulled back and now held Melissa's neck, just below her ears, with both hands, and was giving her a good throat-fucking. The guy fucking Melissa's arse lasted maybe another 10 minutes before he was grunting heavily and ready to explode. Melissa was working her pussy furiously with her hand and getting her throat fucked, while holding her legs back. It was a supreme effort in strength and flexibility. And then the guy in her arse exploded. Long, loud grunts extended into moans as he unloaded in Melissa's tight anus. Three or four more shuddering thrusts and he slid his cock out of her. Melissa gasped around the shaft in her throat as the fat knob popped from her arse. The guy retreated, rubbing his slick cock. As he walked away, Melissa grabbed his hand and pulled him back. Extracting the cock from her throat, she turned to the one that had just been in her arse and sucked it clean for a few minutes while the guy on the table looked on. She then turned to the guy on the table, smiling as she stood up. She asked him to lie back on the table, wiping smears of cum from the vinyl with her forearm. As the guy lay back, she straddled him, impaling herself instantly on him, allowing his cock to plunge into her cunt. She lifted herself slightly, the cock emerging from her pussy again, repositioned herself and then slid back down on it. She then turned to me and beckoned me with her finger. Before coming over to the table, I took a squirt of lubricant and started rubbing it into my cock. I knew just what was required here, and I wandered over and slid a lubricated finger into Melissa's anus. As I slid another finger in, pushing both fingers deeply into her cum-filled pussy, I could feel the other guy's cock slowly sliding in and out of her cunt. I pulled my fingers out and sucked them clean, then crouched down and pushed my tongue to Melissa's arsehole. I tasted the scent of her glistening, fucked arse, pulling her buttocks apart and driving my tongue into the tight, puckered hole. I had to move my face up and down with her slow, pulsing slide up and down the other guy's cock, in order to maintain contact between her arse and my tongue, but jeez, she tasted good. Her arse was gorgeous. The skin was slightly darker than the rest of her, the entrance wrinkled but not overly so. Gorgeous. Once I had taken my fill of tasting her sweet bum, I stood up, ran my hand over my well-lubricated cock and pushed the knob to Melissa's anus. I rubbed it up and down the outside of the entrance in time to her pulsing slow fuck of the other guy before taking a firm grip and pushing. Slowly my cock-head entered her arsehole. It slid in slowly at first with a slight squelch as it pushed in and her arsehole closed around the rim of my circumcised cock. She had stopped sliding up and down on the other guy to allow me to push it in. Slowly I began sliding the shaft into the tight opening, feeling the previous guy's cum squelch around my cock. Slowly, it entered her, inch-by-inch, until I could push it no further. I then slowly retreated and there was that familiar feeling as Melissa helped to push my cock from her arse. With the rim of her arse clamped again around the head of my cock, I again pushed it deeply into her. So, the rhythm began, slowly at first. The position was not easy. I had to prop myself up a little. But as I began sliding in and out of her, she started sliding up and down - well, more kind of forward and back, on the other guy's cock. And we settled into a fine rhythm. Soon we were steadily, though not quickly, sliding in and out of both of Melissa's holes, synchronised and filling her. This other guy was good. We pushed in and out of her pussy and arsehole like the pistons of a motorcycle, cocks sliding in and out in opposite motions to each other. Melissa moaned her appreciation. After some time, she then curved to one side and somehow motioned for someone else to join her. One of the bystanders came over and proffered his cock to her. She accepted the offering and slid her lips over the cock and then allowed it to slide deep into her mouth. And with that, there were no more orifices to fill. She sucked deeply, hungrily on the cock in her mouth, occasionally allowing it to emerge so that she could suck on the guy's balls, his cock draped over her face. And then another guy came over and she soon had two cocks in her mouth - four cocks now inside her. I knew she was loving it as soft purrs and high-pitched moans were elicited from deep inside of her. After a time, the second guy withdrew from her mouth and allowed the first guy her full attention. He went back and sat down as the three of us continued to pound Melissa, the speed of the action increasing. The performance seemed to go on forever - a blissful forever, as I was lost in the ecstasy of my cock penetrating her tight young arsehole, aided by that characteristic pushing and releasing from inside her, something I'd not felt until I met her. I don't know how long it really was. There was a clock on the wall, but it was behind me. The guy in Melissa's cunt let go first. Groaning loudly he announced he was going to cum. She told him to do it deep inside her and as he exploded I could just feel the action that was going on in her pussy as I pounded her anus. She had stopped working my cock over with her arse as I fucked her, because she was soaking up the other guy's cum and having another orgasm herself. As he drained his balls into her cunt, the guy underneath kind of went limp and just lay there, with Melissa squeezing the last drops of cum from his dick. The poor guy had to stay there now. I was lasting a long time this time around and I wasn't about to break my rhythm, ploughing into that tight young arse. I grabbed her ponytail and held on. It was wet with cum from earlier. The other guy was luckier. After having his cock released while Melissa and her mate orgasmed, he slid it back into her mouth. She returned to sucking him and squeezing the life out of my cock in her arse. And he lasted maybe five more minutes before his cock exploded in her mouth. I could see the change in his thrusts and in the hollow of her cheeks, as she sucked his seed from his cock. Finally she released the shaft and sucked daintily on the head for a while before releasing him. As our mate retreated to the chairs, Melissa laid her cheek on the chest of the guy underneath her. I could see her, lips pouted, rolling the cum around inside her mouth and then swallow it. Another few minutes and I could feel myself welling up now too. My cock was tingling and pulsing and Melissa was not letting up with the squeezing and releasing. My cock exploded at the point of most depth and as my cock slid backwards. It felt like it was pushing my cock out and I stopped it halfway, pushing back into her arse to full depth as the second third and fourth wave of my semen spewed into her. A series of tiny, sharp thrusts and my cock was finally drained. I stood in that crouched, contorted position for a while before realising, as my ecstasy hadn't allowed me before, just how uncomfortable it was. I slid my cock from her, stood down and kissed one of her butt-cheeks. She rolled off of the other guy, his half-limp dick sliding from her vagina as he moved to one side. She lay on her back, her body glistening with sweat and I asked her if she was okay. She silently smiled and nodded, closing her eyes and raising her hands above her head. I kissed her softly on the lips before following the other guy over to the refreshment area. As we gathered around, guzzling beers, the conversation was all congratulatory and full of praise for Melissa's efforts. The naked circle of guys was satisfied. It was quite a few minutes before I realised that Melissa wasn't with us. The realisation came slowly. Then I turned to see where she was and I saw her, laid back on the table, her head to one side, her eyes closed and her arms still above her head, as the mysterious, aging stranger ploughed into her pussy. I had completely forgotten about him, to be honest, just sitting in the corner for most of the night. But there he was, fucking my girl. I tapped one of the other guys on the shoulder and he turned around. For ten minutes, we watched the aging dude hammer Melissa's already-filled cunt. Then he stopped for a moment, grunted and started slamming faster into her. After about a dozen thrusts into her, he blew his load into her with the next one. Grunting loudly he further filled her pussy while she laid back, passively, eyes closed and smiling. When he pulled his, actually quite huge, cock from her, he swiped the head on the inside of her upper thigh, leaving a sticky trail. Then he just went to the corner, sat down and started pulling on his clothes. I picked up a beer, took it over and handed it to him. "Traveller?" I said. He thanked me, placed the beer on the ground beside him as he buttoned his shirt. When he was dressed, he just got up, took the beer and left. As I returned to the group of guys, Melissa woke from her reverie and joined us. One of the guys asked her what she would like to drink. Vodka was the answer, so he poured her an indecently large glass. We all stood or sat around, chatting, laughing. Melissa, otherwise naked, was still wearing her stockings, which I had not noticed before. And they were remarkably straight and undamaged by the storm that had gone before. She sat down across my lap and laughed with me and the other guys as we got slowly drunker. Occasionally, she would give me a vodka and cum soaked French kiss. And as we got more intoxicated, she started going around the circle playing with cocks, sliding her hands over arses and between arse-cheeks. And while a couple of the guys explored around the rooms, she got to her knees and took two more guys over the edge, sucking the cum from deep inside them and swallowing the sticky resultant mess. By now I think each of us (well, besides the old stranger) had cum in or on her twice. I had another go, lying her flat on the table and pushing my cock into her arse from above, lying on top of her. I love this position, lowering myself onto her. I came in her again, this time to a lesser degree than before, and dropped on top of her, kissing her neck for a while. The next, maybe, two hours or a bit more were just a party. We drank (well, the guys had one designated driver, who just drank water), laughed, carried on. Melissa got plenty more cock, fucked a few more times. When one of the guys returned from exploring, with the uninteresting news that there was an empty Jacuzzi in another room, Melissa's eyes lit up unexpectedly. "Well, one last fantasy before we all go home," she said. I was intrigued. She insisted we all follow her while the exploring guy showed her where the Jacuzzi was. Reaching the Jacuzzi room, we saw a smallish tub, maybe made for three or four people, with a foot-wide rim around it. Melissa climbed in, sealed the drain and announced that the final scene before she sent them all on their way was, as she mischievously put it, Golden Shower Fantasy. She knelt down in the middle of the Jacuzzi, sitting on her stockinged feet and looked quizzically at the assembled guys - six of us. We exchanged glances between one another, before one hardy soul stood forward. This shouldn't be too hard - we had all downed a few beers in the hours since we started. Balancing on the edge of the Jacuzzi and looming over our young slut, he pointed his cock towards her and unleashed a ragged stream of piss - it's pretty hard to maintain a tidy stream straight after sex. The trail first hit the floor of the Jacuzzi in front of Melissa and then, as our hero lifted his cock higher, crept to her knee, up her stockinged thigh and to her pussy, then up her stomach and chest, until he was pissing all over her face and into her hair. The stream made a gurgling sound as it flowed into her open mouth. He went on forever, soaking my girl in piss. It dribbled down her naked body, making her stockings transparent, and pooled in the bottom of the Jacuzzi. When the guy had finished, she was saturated and grinning from ear to ear as she sat in a shallow pool of faintly yellow liquid. Two more guys climbed up to do the balancing act on the edge of the Jacuzzi. The bloke on the left had obviously been Melissa's favourite all night - a strapping guy closer to her age than the rest of us, he was buff and packed the biggest package of the night. Both guys unleashed at the same time. Although her favourite was there, she offered herself up generously to both, arching her back as they pissed all over her body. Straightening up, she took both streams in the face followed by one of the guys pissing over her head and into her hair. She even took a big mouthful from her favourite and swallowed it. Melissa's Birthday Surprise Like the first guy, these two both went on forever. Their target was drenched, the pool in the bottom of the Jacuzzi getting deeper as they soaked her. As they stepped down, I was up next. Designated driver guy stepped up next to me. As I started pissing on my lover (man, that sounds weird), designated driver guy took a different approach and started jerking off. Melissa smiled at him, and then turned to me, my stream of urine splashing in her face. She opened her mouth and I pissed into it. She let the first mouthful dribble out over her tits and then swallowed the next. And the next. I wasn't sure how I felt about this. Then, distracted by his grunting, she turned to designated driver guy just as he blew his load, a stream of semen arcing from his cock and landing in her hair. The second shot splashed on her face, the third on her chest, then a dribble. She knelt forward and caught the flow on her tongue as I pissed down her back. When he was done, she took her semen-covered tongue back into her mouth and swallowed before sucking his cock for a while. He then leaned back and unleashed his ragged stream of piss on her. I had finished so stood down, to be replaced by the last guy. When all had finally emptied themselves onto her, Melissa reached down and took a puddle of the liquid in her hands and poured it over her face. She then stood up and bowed, eliciting a round of applause from the guys, before announcing "that concludes the entertainment for the evening, Gentlemen. Thank you for coming." Another round of applause and the guys started shuffling out of the room, each taking a kiss on the cheek from the piss-wet nymph. I told Melissa I would be back in a few minutes as I escorted the guys out. They all got dressed and after I pulled on some pants and they helped me load all the paraphernalia into my car, they drove off, all piled into one car. I went back to the Jacuzzi room, expecting Melissa to be making use of the showers and cleaning off. But as I entered the room, there she was, lying in the slightly-yellow puddle of liquid in the bottom of the Jacuzzi, rolling around in it. Her stockings were translucent, but for the lace at their tops and the seams, miraculously straight, up the back. She sat up and beckoned me. I hesitated. "Oh, come on," she pleaded. So I pulled off my trousers and in I stepped, standing in the pool. It seemed about an inch deep, but when I do the mental calculations, that seems like a lot of piss. Standing there, she embraced me and we kissed. Man, she was pungent. But irresistible. We kissed deeply for a long time. I only barely noticed the piss running down my leg. She just let it flow. Dirty little slut. "Seriously?" I said. She just laughed and kept on pissing, pulling me down into the puddle. "Thank you for the best birthday present ever," she said, as we kissed some more.