You walked into the private lounge and they were already waiting. Five of them. The Saja Boys. Tall, built, eyes locked on you like you were the only thing in the room worth fucking. No small talk. The biggest one, the leader, grabbed your wrist and pulled you straight to the low couch in the center.
“Strip,” he said, voice flat and rough. You did it fast, clothes hitting the floor.
Hands were on you before you finished. Two grabbed your tits, squeezing hard, thumbs dragging over your nipples until they stiffened. Another pushed two fingers straight into your cunt without warning, checking how wet you already were.
“Fucking soaked,” he laughed. “Knew you’d be easy.”
They bent you over the arm of the couch. One cock slapped against your ass, thick and heavy. He didn’t ease in. He shoved the head past your lips and drove the whole length deep in one thrust. You gasped, but the sound cut off when another cock pushed into your mouth. You sucked on instinct, tongue flat, spit already dripping down your chin.
They took turns. The one in your pussy pounded hard and fast, balls slapping your clit with every stroke. When he pulled out, the next one slid in without missing a beat, just as thick, just as rough. Your walls stretched around each new cock, cum and slick mixing, running down your thighs. Someone grabbed your hair and used your mouth like a hole, fucking your throat until tears ran and you gagged around the length.
They flipped you onto your back on the floor. One held your legs wide open while another buried himself to the hilt again. The rest stood around you, stroking, waiting their turn. Every time one finished inside you, another took his place. You felt the hot spurts, the overflow leaking out around the next cock that pushed in. Your clit throbbed every time someone rubbed it while they fucked you.
“Take it,” one growled, hips snapping. “All of it.”
You came hard around the third cock, cunt pulsing, but they didn’t stop. They kept going, using your body until your legs shook and your voice was hoarse from moaning. One pulled out and painted your tits with thick ropes while another kept fucking your pussy. Another shoved back into your mouth, making you taste the mix of everyone who’d already been inside you.
They moved you onto all fours again. One took your ass this time, slow at first then brutal once you opened for him. Another slid under you and pushed into your cunt at the same time. Double penetration, full, no mercy. You were stretched wide, stuffed, every thrust making you whimper around the cock in your mouth. They used every hole until you were limp and dripping.
When they finally finished, cum leaked from your pussy and ass in heavy globs. Your face and chest were streaked white. One of them dragged his fingers through the mess between your legs and pushed it back inside you.
“Stay like that,” he said. “We’re not done yet.”
You stayed on the floor, legs spread, waiting for the next round.
