Sarah rolled over in bed and felt a thick cock push straight into her cunt from behind. No warning, no hello, just the blunt head spreading her open and driving deep on the first thrust. It was Mike, the guy who lived in the room next door. He grabbed her hip and started pounding right away, his balls slapping against her ass with every stroke.
"Fuck, you're wet already," he grunted. "Knew you'd be ready."
She pushed back to meet him, face still half in the pillow. "Always am. Use it."
He fucked her hard and fast, the bed creaking under them. Sarah reached down and rubbed her clit in quick circles while he hammered her. She came first, cunt clenching around his dick, then he followed a minute later, pumping a hot load deep inside her. He pulled out without a word, wiped his cock on her ass cheek, and left for the shower.
She stayed there a minute, feeling his cum leak out onto the sheets. Then she got up, pulled on a loose tank top that barely covered her tits, and went to the kitchen.
Mark was already at the table eating cereal. He looked up when she walked in, eyes dropping straight to her bare pussy.
"Bend over," he said.
Sarah set her coffee down, turned around, and leaned over the counter. Mark stood behind her, dropped his shorts, and shoved his cock into her cum-slick hole in one smooth motion. He fucked her standing up, one hand on her lower back, the other reaching around to pinch her nipple through the thin fabric.
"Still full of Mike's load," he muttered. "Good. Makes it easier."
He lasted longer than Mike, grinding deep and slow for a while before speeding up. When he was close he pulled out, spun her around, and pushed her to her knees. She opened her mouth and took his cock to the back of her throat. He came hard, thick ropes shooting across her tongue. She swallowed every drop, then licked him clean before standing up again.
"Thanks," she said, grabbing her coffee.
"Anytime," he answered, like always.
The rest of the morning was quiet. She worked at her laptop on the couch in just the tank top. Around noon Jake came home from his shift. He didn't say anything, just walked over, pulled her legs apart, and buried his face between them. He licked her clit while two fingers pumped into her cunt, mixing the cum already inside her. Sarah kept typing, hips rocking against his mouth until she came again, thighs shaking around his head.
He stood up, unzipped, and fed his cock into her mouth next. She sucked him sloppy and wet, spit running down her chin, until he pulled back and painted her face with his load. She wiped it up with her fingers and licked them clean while he watched.
"Shower's free if you want," he told her.
She took one, but it didn't stay private for long. Mike joined her halfway through, soaping up her tits and then bending her forward against the tiles to fuck her again. Water streamed down her back while he railed her from behind, one hand gripping her hair. She came twice more before he finished inside her for the second time that day.
By evening all three guys were home. They ordered pizza and put on a game. Sarah sat on the couch between them, tank top pulled up so her tits were out. During commercials they took turns. Mark had her ride him reverse cowgirl while the others watched. Then Jake pulled her off and bent her over the arm of the couch to fuck her ass while she sucked Mark clean. Mike waited his turn and took her mouth, holding her head steady while he thrust down her throat.
She lost count of how many times she came. Her cunt and ass were sore and dripping by the time the game ended. Cum ran down her thighs in thin streaks. She didn't bother cleaning up.
Later, in bed, they came for her one last time. All three at once this time. She lay on her back with Jake in her pussy, Mike in her ass, and Mark feeding her his cock. They used her holes without mercy, calling her their freeuse slut, their cumdump, their always-open fucktoy. She moaned around the dick in her mouth and came again when they filled her up, one after another.
When they finally pulled out she stayed on her back, legs spread, holes twitching and leaking. Mike patted her thigh.
"Good girl," he said.
"Same time tomorrow," Mark added.
Sarah smiled up at the ceiling, already half-asleep, body used and satisfied. "Whenever you want," she answered. "I'm always ready."
