It was a wild night, the kind that happens once in a lifetime, and I found myself in the middle of a group of men, all eager for a taste of me. They started by stripping me, leaving me completely exposed, as they admired my body. One took me from behind, his hard cock filling me, while the others watched. He set a steady pace, his hands gripping my hips, as I moaned in pleasure. Another joined, standing behind the first, his hands on my breasts. I could feel them both, the fullness inside me, the sensation of being taken from two angles. The third pushed the second away, his turn to bury himself inside me. The change in angle sent jolts of pleasure through my body, my moans growing louder. The fourth took his place, as the third pulled out, his cock replacing it. I was passed from one to the other, their rhythms merging, the sensation overwhelming. They took turns, each one adding to the experience, until we were all a tangled mess of limbs and desire. They came, one by one, their releases filling me, as I climaxed, the pleasure peaking