The rest of the dinner was enjoyable and went without any further erotic incidents worth mentioning.

I told James and Henry what I was trying to cook up for later, and they both eagerly agreed to participate. I also told them they would be on their own until then, which they indicated would be fine.

I found Dave, hugged and kissed him, and squeezed his cock. I asked how he was doing, and he said, "Fabulous. Between watching your naughtiness and enjoying Amy's company, I'm a happy camper. There is also a possibility that we might go back to the room for some private time. Amy said there is just so much of this corporate BS she can take.”

I laughed and said, “That sounds perfect. I want you to know that I plan to be a very naughty girl for the rest of the night. Camille and I have something special planned, and I’m having strong urges to fuck a lot of guys tonight. Are you okay with that?”

“I would be totally shocked and incredibly disappointed if you didn’t do exactly that. Now go do your thing, you magnificent slut.”

With that encouragement from Dave, and my libido bordering on out of control once again, I excitedly ran to the party room to freshen up and change into my topless, after-dinner attire.

The skirt was a gorgeous jet black, silk-like fabric embedded with thousands of thin strands of silver thread running throughout a skillfully designed wavy pattern. It was floor-length, rode very low on my hips, with an inch-wide beltline just a couple of inches above my pussy. It had a modern-looking, three-inch-wide, interlocking clasp in the front above my pussy. It was the only connection in the front between the two sides of the skirt. There was no doubt a discerning eye would see my bare pussy peeking through the opening, mostly when I walked or danced.

There was a similar but narrower slit in the back that went all the way to the beltline. My butt crack was also visible in a rather provocative manner.

The only thing I wore above the skirt was a rhinestone body chain that perfectly framed my bare breasts and flattered my tight torso and upper body. A pair of six-inch CFMP heels, a dangly belly ring, matching earrings, and a rhinestone choker that read "Slut" completed the ensemble.

I wondered how many hands, fingers, or other appendages would find their way through those two openings before the night was over.

Looking in the mirror before I walked out the door, Mandi, the slut and exhibitionist, was undeniably more than ready to rock the house.

As soon as I walked back into the banquet room, the dance music hit me, along with a major change in the lighting. Almost magically, the big banquet room now had a club-like atmosphere. The dance floor was nearly full with gyrating bodies moving with the beat of the music put out by the DJ. The number of provocatively clad women caught my attention, and I decided to head to the crowded bar for a glass of Chardonnay before hitting the dance floor.

I felt totally confident, exhilarated, and energized by the entire scene and what little I was wearing. I was intent on drawing some fun and sexy people to me. I wanted tonight to be memorable and was determined to not only recapture the euphoria I felt when I walked around topless in the restaurant in San Jose but also dared to see if I could actually orchestrate a gang bang for later tonight.

I accepted a large glass of Chardonnay from one of the bartenders who couldn't stop staring at my tits. I smiled and thanked him and started strolling through the crowd, with a flirtatious smile on my face. I craved the intense horniness I felt when I was topless or naked in front of an audience.

It wasn’t long before I felt a female hand wrap around me from behind and squeeze one of my tits, while another, clearly a male hand, found its way under the back of my skirt and began caressing my ass crack. I just stood there for several seconds, smiling at some people in front of me who happened to be looking my way and relished the erotic sensations I was experiencing. Then a third hand, also male, cupped my other breast, and gently pinched my nipple.

With that, I closed my eyes and sensed someone taking the wine glass out of my hand so it wouldn't spill or smash to the floor. I think I stuttered out a, "thank you," but I'm not sure about that.

A tongue licked my ear and neck, and a somewhat familiar female voice whispered, “Hello, you sexy slut. Do you want us to stop doing this?”

All I could think to say was, "Don't you dare. I'm so horny that I want to stand here while you make me cum and squirt all over the floor.”

The female hand that was on my breast began a slow and tantalizing move down my naked stomach. It was so sensual that I continued to keep my eyes closed. The hand continued down and found the opening in the front of my skirt.

I sucked in my breath and let out a loud moan as two fingers quickly entered and began finger fucking my dripping pussy. Now, this is what I was craving. I spread my legs farther apart and then stood still to enjoy what was happening.

I sensed the female moving to the front of me and then crouch down. I instantly wondered if she was going to eat my pussy in the middle of all these onlookers.

I was not to be disappointed. I felt the skirt as it was moved to the side, and a wonderful warm tongue began licking around my enflamed outer labia while her fingers continued pumping into my vagina.

I could not contain myself any longer and opened my eyes to see who was providing this intense pleasure. I looked down between my legs and saw Carrie smiling up at me. I turned my head to the left and saw her husband Alan caressing one breast, and then turned to the right and saw Todd caressing the other one.

The four of us had enjoyed several hours of intense sexual pleasure during and after last night’s party. And Todd was also the first co-worker I had ever fucked, and I’m sure had a hand in my becoming involved with Jeff and Amy.

Both guys had their hands under the skirt in the back. Alan was squeezing a butt cheek while Todd's fingers were probing my ass crack.

A number of onlookers had formed a circle around us and were watching all the naughty action. Having my pussy eaten and being fully sexually aroused in front of an audience had my pussy juices streaming down the inside of my legs. It was so naughty, yet it felt so deliciously fabulous that I just let it happen.

Carrie was zealously attacking my pussy and clit with her tongue when a monster orgasm suddenly raced through my body. My pussy juices exploded in Carrie’s face and flooded the floor.

For the second time tonight, I tried to remain standing while being rocked by a mammoth climax. This time I failed, but fortunately, Alan was able to grab a nearby chair on which I could collapse.

After several minutes, I began to gather my wits about me, and all I could think of saying was, “Oh fuck! That was beyond incredible and was exactly what I needed.”

The four of us embraced and kissed, and I heard a round of applause from those who witnessed this display of uninhibited sluttiness.

Alan said they were here with some other friends, and I would be welcome to join them. But I politely begged off, saying that I was still on a mission right now and had to keep moving.

Todd promised to call me next week so we could set a date to enjoy each other again.

For the next twenty or thirty minutes, I strolled through the crowd, being frequently interrupted by a request to pose for a picture, an enjoyable mutual grope-fest, or some dirty dancing. I lost track of how many times my pussy, tits, or ass were explored or fondled.

By that time, another glass of wine was definitely in order. As I walked toward the bar, I was pleased to see that the setup George was asked to provide was, in fact, ready and waiting. That also meant he must have okayed the little show that I had dreamed up for Camille and me.

As I approached the bar, a group of six guys stood in a semi-circle facing the bar. I decided that was the best place to start. Since their backs were turned to me, I gently touched the arms of the two guys in the middle. They immediately turned toward me, and their eyes widened in astonishment as they took in my half-naked body.

I gave them a big smile and unabashedly said, “The bar is really crowded. How does a lady get a drink around here?”

The guys nearly stumbled over each other as they offered to get me a drink. My attire and the atmosphere provided the needed encouragement, and I almost immediately felt a hand on my hip. I wiggled my hips a bit, and the hand slid down to my butt. I turned to see a rugged-looking guy with a smile on his face. He said his name was Jason, and he would love to get me a drink.

Smiling, I said, “That would be wonderful, Jason. Please tell the bartender, Isaac, that Mandi would like a glass of Chardonnay.”

After pausing for a few seconds, I pressed a bare breast against his arm and added, "Your hand feels wonderful on my butt.”

I noticed Jason look back at his group and give them the thumbs-up sign. As we stood at the bar, his hands started wandering over my body. One went under the back of my skirt onto my bare ass, and the other one caressed my breasts and pinched my nipples. I was rubbing his cock through his pants at the same time that Isaac placed the glass of wine on the bar.

This was getting very hot. I continued stroking Jason’s cock as I sipped my wine. But not wanting to appear being spoken for, I stepped in front of Jason, and with him still playing with my tits, I looked to the rest of the group and said, "Hi. I’m Mandi. As you see, I just met Jason. Now I’d love to meet the rest of you. And, as I told Jason, please don’t be shy. As you can see, I love to touch and be touched.”

I could feel my pussy getting wet and a tingly feeling rush through my body. The guys all looked attractive and fit. The words 'gang bang' suddenly popped into my head again. This time I didn't try to suppress the idea.

The group moved into a tighter circle around me. We exchanged names and started flirting. Their efforts to not stare at my tits or pussy were not only unsuccessful but also hilarious. I told them, “Go ahead and touch and stare. Any woman who goes topless expects that to happen.”

That seemed to break the ice, and several of them began caressing my tits and ass. One of them, Steven, I think, asked me, “You said your name is Mandi. Is that correct?”

I grinned and nodded my head in agreement.

Steve showed a knowing grin and said, “You wouldn’t happen to be the Mandi that we heard was the star of the Scotts' private party upstairs last night?”

The grin spread across my face even more, and I proudly said, “Yep, that would be me. What did you hear?”

“A lot, but mainly that other than a little jewelry and a butt plug, you were naked the entire night and fucked in front of everyone.”

“Guilty as charged, guys. It was a total blast.”

Jason gave me a bit of smack on my ass and asked, "Will you get naked and fuck in front of an audience tonight?"

I winked and grinning, said, “With me, that’s always a possibility. The only way for you to find out is to stick around. Who knows, if we get to know each other a little better, you and your group might be part of the action. Would you like that?”

Jason looked at me like he had just won the lottery. “Are you serious? Are you saying that you would fuck all of us tonight?”

I pressed my tits against his chest, wrapped my arms around his neck, and said, “I’ve never been more serious in my life,”

Then I planted my lips to his in a passionate, tongue-enhanced kiss. I held the kiss while I felt his hands grab my ass and pull it against his erection.

I stepped back and said, "Would you and your little group like to be a part of a ‘Pleasure Mandi’ scene tonight?”

Jason turned me around so I was facing the rest of the group, cupped both of my tits in his hands, and motioned the guys to move in closer. He said, “Guys. Mandi is without a doubt the most desirable, sexy, and horny woman I’ve ever met. She just told me that if we all got to know each other a little better, she would fuck all of us later tonight. This is an extraordinary opportunity we’d be fools not to accept. Tell me right now if there is anyone that would refuse the opportunity to fuck this exquisite creature tonight?”

No one moved a muscle. That was it. I was beyond thrilled as I realized I was about to have my first gang bang. I went to everyone in the group and planted a big kiss on their lips, grabbed their crotch, and whispered to each one, “I can’t wait to feel you in me.”

Jason pulled me back against him, and I felt his fingers slide into my wanton pussy.

After a few more minutes of this mutual teasing, I saw Camille heading toward us with a big grin on her face. She gave me the universal finger sign to get things started, and I waved to her to join me in this circle of new friends.

She gently pushed her way in next to me, and I couldn’t help but notice that the straps holding her top up had slipped off her shoulders again. We looked hungrily at each other, and I looked at the circle of guys around us and said, "This other sexy, half-naked woman is my newest best friend, Camille. If you follow us, I think you will enjoy what you are about to see. Shortly after that, the Pleasure Mandi party will get rolling. I’ll want to see all your hard cocks ready and willing to ravage my horny body. Can I count on you?”

A chorus of enthusiastic “yesses” rang out from the group and several others standing nearby.

With that said, Camille pulled me away from Jason’s embrace, looked up at him with a sexy grin, and said, “Mandi’s mine now. Your turn will come later.”

Camille grabbed my hand and led me out of the confines of the group and over to where the two long tables had been placed and joined together. I was thrilled when I saw James and Henry leaning against the tables wearing the fancy hotel robes I had requested. Hopefully, that was all they had on.

To draw the crowd toward us, we decided to start making out while still standing on the floor. Camille had pulled her top back up, so there was something she would need to remove.

Even though this was intended to be a “show” for everyone’s enjoyment, we wanted to make it appear spontaneous and unrehearsed. But more importantly, as it was the first time we were going to have sex with each other, we wanted to make it an unforgettable experience.

I walked over to James, and Camille joined Henry. We began by looking like the four of us were just chatting. This progressed to the two of us lightly touching each other in a suggestive manner until I reached inside James' robe and withdrew his hard cock. Camille faked a look of shock and then did the same to Henry.

This quickly resulted in several people turning to look at us.

James took my hand and placed it on Camille’s still covered breast while Henry did the same with one of Camille’s hands to my bare tits.

This was getting exciting. I gently held Camille's face between both hands and planted a passionate, erotic, and tongue-infused kiss to her full lips. While continuing to hold the kiss, I pulled the thin straps of her dress off her shoulders, causing the top to fall to her waist and bare both breasts, which I immediately began to caress.

This drew the attention of many more guests, and a good-sized group of onlookers began to form around us.

Camille moved a hand into the opening at the front of my skirt and began running her finger around my dripping wet labia. Then she turned to the onlookers, grinned, and slid two fingers into my sopping wet pussy and finger fucked me.

This was definitely getting my juices flowing, and I pulled up the front of Camille’s dress to return the favor. I'm sure everyone watching saw Camille suck in her breath and rock her head back when she felt my fingers slide into her welcoming vagina.

We both stood there fingering each other as the crowd of onlookers continued to grow. Camille crouched down and began licking my pussy. She made every effort to make her tongue as visible as possible while looking up and into my eyes at the same time.

“Oh fuck yes, yes,” I hollered out. “That’s perfect.” Then more quietly, I looked down at her and said, “Let’s take this to the stage. Are you ready?”

“More than you can imagine,” Camille gushed. She grabbed my hand and practically dragged me up the stairs onto the make-shift stage.

There was quite a cheer from the ever-growing audience when that happened, and we assumed the same positions with Camille eating my pussy. I was so turned on that I undid the clasp on my skirt and let it fall to the ground. This brought another cheer from the crowd.

I turned and looked at the audience and made a hand signal asking if I should remove Camille's dress. The result was an even louder cheer.

I gently pushed Camille’s face away from my pussy, and she looked up at me with a “what the fuck are doing” look on her face. I reached down for her hands and motioned for her to stand up, which she did without changing her expression.

As soon as she was standing, I pushed the rest of her dress down her legs until it pooled around her feet. I held her hand as she stepped out of her dress and then gathered it up.

We both were now standing on the make-shift stage, completely naked except for what jewelry we had on. We pressed our naked bodies together, and I whispered into Camille's ear that it was my turn to eat her pussy.

She looked at me and said, “I’m more than ready for it.”

I crouched in front of her and proceeded to plunge my tongue into her dripping wet pussy and run it around everywhere my tongue would reach. I flicked her clit and heard her moaning as I did that. She tasted delicious, and I felt Camille start to shake as an orgasm enveloped her. She arched her back and was breathing hard. I grasped her hands so she wouldn’t fall over.

Once her orgasm subsided, I knew it was my time to raise the bar. I stood up, slipped a couple of fingers in her pussy, and said, “It’s time for us to go sixty-nine, gorgeous. Are you ready for that?”

"At this very moment, there is nothing I'd like more. And I’d love to have you on top.”

As that suited me perfectly, I looked at her, and with a laugh in my voice, I replied, "Okay. On your back, bitch, and spread those beautiful legs so I can eat your fine-looking pussy until you cum again.”

From this point on, I lost track of everything we did, both for and to each other. There is something I love about being with another woman. I even found that she enjoyed it when I played with her ass, and she enthusiastically responded by working two of her fingers into my rear passage. That was so naughty, and there was no doubt that the onlookers could see that happening. I wondered if Camille had been thinking ahead so I’d be ready when the next scene unfolded.

My pussy and ass had enjoyed lots of fingers and tongues this evening, but I was more than ready for some hard cocks. I stood up and helped Camille to her feet and glanced around the room to see if I could spot Jeff, Amy, or Dave. I could see Jeff toward the front of the room, but Dave and Amy were not around. I hoped they were both off enjoying each other.

As planned, I beckoned to Henry, and Camille and I walked to the bottom of the stairs to greet him. As wet as my pussy was from Camille’s fabulous tongue-lashing, an even stronger sexual urgency struck me. I knew we were getting closer to the main event.

We escorted Henry up the steps to the center of our stage, and the three of us stood there proudly. We started kissing and fondling him and noticed that his tent was becoming even more pronounced. I tugged the sash of his robe loose, and Camille promptly pulled it off and dropped it onto the stage.

While I continued kissing him, I wrapped my hand around his impressive erection and began stroking it while Camille started playing with his balls. His cock felt so hard I was afraid he might bust a nut too soon.

Camille and I knelt in front of him, and I plunged my mouth onto his shaft and took it all the way down to its base while Camille started licking his balls. I continued deep throating him while he, not so patiently, stood still. He wanted to fuck, and so did I.

I couldn't wait any longer and urged Henry down onto the stage, so he was lying on his back. I immediately straddled his hips and lowered my dripping pussy toward his rock-hard cock, as Camille guided it directly at its intended target.

For the benefit of both the audience and me, I slowly eased my pussy down onto Henry’s shaft. Camille walked around him, squatted over his face, and passionately kissed me. I was in sex heaven as I plunged my curt all the way down and then clenched my pussy muscles around Henry’s hard cock to enhance our mutual pleasure.

I couldn't resist looking out at our audience and yelling, "Oh yesssss. Oh, fuck yesssss. Fuck me hard and fast, Henry."

The combinations of finally having a hard cock in pussy and fucking in front of an enthusiastic audience were rocketing me toward a crazy place. I plunged my pussy as fast and hard as I could, while Henry enthusiastically responded stroke for stroke.

I continued looking at the audience to see if Jason and his group were watching. Sure enough, all six were there and rubbing their crotches. I blew a kiss in their direction while pounding my pussy even harder and faster on Henry’s superb weapon. They all returned the air kiss to me.

We had one more surprise for the crowd, and I didn’t want to keep them or me waiting any longer. I looked at Camille, nodded, and mouthed the words, “Get James now.”

Camille knew what we had planned, got up off Henry’s face, and motioned to James to join us on the stage. I was on top of Henry, slamming my cunt into him as hard and fast as I could. My back was to the stairs, so I didn’t know what was happening. Camille told me later that after James was up on the stage, she tore the robe off him and began sucking his magnificent, fat, nine-inch cock to be sure it was totally hard.

The first thing I felt was Camille’s fingers running all around my pussy and then up around my puckered hole. I could tell she was spreading my pussy juices all over my asshole. Then she pressed two fingers past my anal ring, all the way up to her knuckles, and started pumping them into me. It felt beyond incredible. She made sure I was ready for James' cock to enter my rectum and start what should be a mind-blowing double penetration by the two guys.

With Henry’s cock tightly clutched in my pussy, I felt the large helmet of James’ cock as it was guided to its target by Camille's hand. James began to ease his fat nine-inches of hard black cock into my more than willing asshole. Despite its girth, and thanks to Camille's expert preparation, he was able to slowly slide the head of his cock past my sphincter with little difficulty and no discomfort, just extreme erotic sensations for me. It didn't take him long to get all nine inches balls-deep into my ass, and together with Henry, began an unbelievable, rhythmic pounding of my two openings.

There is nothing like the unique sensations of total physical fullness and intense immersion in eroticism I get from a DP. I can’t adequately describe it because the intense pleasure is as much mental as it is physical. It must be experienced to be understood and appreciated. The only thing that beats it is when I also have a cock in my mouth at the same time.

We kept at this incredible fucking for at least another ten or fifteen minutes. I couldn’t believe how alive and energized I felt.

I suddenly became totally consumed by what felt like the mother of all orgasms, and I started shaking almost uncontrollably. I blurted out, “Oh fuck, oh fuck. I’m cumming, I’m cumming. Cum with me if you can. I want to feel you explode all over me.”

James got the message and pulled out of my ass and stood up. I got up off Henry and urged him to stand up next to James. I knelt in front of them and told them to cum all over my tits. I pulled them close to me and started stroking both of their hard, wet cocks, which were right in front of my face. Then I alternated taking each of them into my mouth until I felt them start to pulsate. Within seconds of each other, they both blew rope after rope of creamy jizz all over my face and tits.

The four of us turned and faced the audience, joined hands like the stars of a stage show would do, and bowed. The audience erupted into cheers. I licked the cum off my lips, and Camille and I kissed each of the guys and then kissed each other as she rubbed her tits all over my cum covered breasts.

It had been an unforgettable experience. But I knew the night was still young, and I had a gang bang to look forward to. I looked at Camille and asked her if she would be at the party room.

Camille replied, “Would you like me to be there?”

“I would be honored. And you could you act as the ‘ring leader and traffic cop’ if anyone got too selfish.”

Grinning, Camille said, “I’d love to be there. It takes a slut to help a slut. You might even need a fluffer too.”

As we walked off the stage, I looked out at the audience and spotted Jason and his group. I beckoned them to come over and meet me in front of the stage.

As the six walked toward me, I noticed that quite a few from the audience followed them. Once Jason and the guys were standing close to me, I said, "Are you ready for the 'Pleasure Mandi' finale?” I said it loud enough so those that followed behind could hear what I said.

Jason and his guys all nodded their heads enthusiastically, and I said, “Give me about thirty minutes to freshen up. After this little show, I'm still super horny. I’ll be ready, and I want you guys to be first, so don’t keep me waiting. I’ll be in the first of the party rooms on the right.”

I then added, looking at those who may have overheard what I had said, “I would love it if others wanted to join in. I want this to be memorable.”

The reaction I saw looked to be a sure indicator that many others would be joining in.

I picked up what little I had been wearing and was about to head to the party room when I heard a woman's voice call to me. I turned around, and a very attractive woman walked up to me. She looked me straight in my eyes, and without saying a word or losing eye contact, licked up some of the cum that was still on my tits.

She continued looking me in the eyes and said, "Thanks, Mandi. I couldn't resist that. I hope you didn't mind."

Continuing to keep eye contact, I said, “The pleasure was all mine. But please tell me your name.”

"It's Bonnie, and watching you tonight, I realized how much I want to be just like you. Can my husband Paul and I come to the party room too?”

“I’d love that. But do you know what will be going on?”

“I think so. From what I’ve heard, it’s a gang bang for you. I was hoping I could watch Paul fuck you. Tomorrow is his birthday, and I suddenly thought this would be the perfect birthday gift for him.”

“Wow, Bonnie. That’s a fabulous idea. I can’t promise it, but if you and your hubby will be at the party room in about thirty minutes, I’ll try to make it happen. And, who knows, maybe you’d enjoy being a fluffer. But I must run now and get ready. I’ll keep an eye out for you.”

Bonnie brought her face to mine, licked off more of the jizz, and surprised me with an erotic and tongue-filled kiss. She said, “I can’t wait.”

With a sly smile on my face, I hustled over to the party room where Dave had left a small bag I had packed with stuff I needed to freshen up. I immediately noticed that the bed was an oversized king-size and had no footboard. Access would be unobstructed. There were lots of liquid refreshments sitting on the bar, and a pile of fresh bed linens was stashed in a big chair in the corner of the room. Camille had done a fabulous job for me.

I jumped in the shower and loved the feeling of the warm water spraying all over me. I was both nervous yet totally turned on about how the rest of the night would go.

After drying off, I applied a little more make-up than usual, tied my long strawberry blonde hair into a ponytail, and stepped into a pair of strappy CFMP five-inch high heels that I hoped would stay on my feet all night. I looked in the full-length mirror and thought I looked totally fuckable.

I had to make a quick decision; stay naked or start by wearing something. Since anything I would put on wasn’t going to last more than a few minutes, I chose to simply put on the rhinestone choker that said “Fuck Me” in inch-tall letters. It was the same one I had worn to the party last night.

For the third time this weekend, I took a big breath and said to myself, “Okay, Mandi. It's showtime. Make it something everyone will remember as a fantastic experience.”

I walked out of the bathroom with a huge grin on my face, feeling totally refreshed and ready to extend my status as a slut to an even greater height. I was thrilled to see that not only were Jason and his group, Bonnie and her husband Paul, and Camille already here but so were at least fifteen or twenty others, including several hot-looking women. I had no way to tell if the others were here out of curiosity or to actively participate. A brief round of applause greeted and exhilarated me.

I walked around the room and greeted everyone individually with a brief but sensual kiss and a little squeeze somewhere fun. I introduced Camille, who was also naked and briefly mentioned the role she had tonight.

With a huge grin, she told everyone that this was my first gang bang, and it was up to her to keep things running smoothly so I could concentrate on pleasuring both myself and everyone else.

She encouraged everyone to get naked, and when she did, Bonnie did an impromptu strip and was obviously getting into this. Several others, both guys and girls, took the hint and began disrobing,

Camille added, “Mandi wants to be continuously surrounded by horny guys and girls that want to touch her and fuck her. So please gather around her, rather than standing back, so she can reach out and touch you.

“She enjoys most anything sexual and has no limits except pain. I can tell you from personal experience that she enjoys cocks and pussy, oral, anal, DP, and most anything else you can imagine. But she doesn’t like to use condoms and was tested free of STDs late this week. Everyone she’s been with since then has also tested STD-free.

“Mandi expects you guys to be ready when you approached her. Bonnie and me, and any other of you ladies that would like to help out, will be the fluffers if needed.”

I walked into the center of the room with a big grin on my face, motioned to Jason and his group to circle around me, and said in a loud voice, “Okay. Are you ready to fuck?”

As each one of them got naked, I gave them a deep kiss and grabbed their cock. Once they were all hard, I crouched down and, like any good porn star, began sucking and stroking them, with one in my mouth and one in each hand at all times.

The six cocks were in the usual array of sizes and shapes, and I deep-throated each one, some more easily than others. I was so turned on that my pussy was creaming, and a puddle of pussy juice was growing where I had crouched over the floor.

Once I was sure all of the guys were rock hard, I stood up between them and, with a cock in each of my hands, said, “It looks like these cocks are ready to fuck. I know I’m more than ready. Let’s move this show to the bed.”

Before I knew it, I was on my back with my legs draped over Jason's shoulders, and he was pounding his hard cock deep into my eager cunt while an enthusiastic throng was standing around the bed. He was fucking me like a mad man, while at the same time, I was stroking and sucking the cocks of two of his friends. Others were also squeezing my tits and pulling, twisting, or nibbling on my nipples.

I was relishing every second of what was happening and knew I didn't want it to stop. I used my pussy muscles to enhance the fucking I was getting. It was absolutely euphoric, and I felt I was in the middle of a continuous, never-ending orgasm. I was vocalizing like mad and squirting all over the bed.

It wasn’t long before I could sense that Jason was about to bust a nut, and he called out, “Oh fuckkkkk, I’m cumming, Mandi. Where do you want it?”

“Shoot it on my tits," I shouted. I got up on my elbows and watched as he pumped rope after rope of his pearly cum onto my tits, stomach, and pubic mound. Since my hands were busy elsewhere, the jizz stayed right where he shot it.

Jason realized he shouldn’t hang around to enjoy the afterglow, so he pulled out of my pussy, and his buddy Steve wasted no time by plunging his ready cock into my cunt. I watched Steve as he began banging me with even more enthusiasm than Jason.

At the same time, the guys I was sucking hollered out that they were going to cum too. I quickly lay back down, wrapped a hand around each of their cocks, and pulled them both into my mouth at the same time as they shot their loads.

Their combined load was more than I could swallow. Some of it ran down onto my tits and added to what Janson had already deposited there.

All three guys climaxing with me at nearly the same time amplified the intensity of my orgasm. I lay back down and began scooping up the cum with my fingers and licking it off with my tongue while Steve continued vigorously fucking my pussy.

I caught Camille and Bonnie watching me do this, and I offered to share it with them. They were both on me in seconds, using their tongues all over my tits, stomach, and pussy while Steve kept on banging me. Camille looked at the audience and said, “Hey girls. There is a lot of delicious cum here. Let’s lick Mandi spotless for the next guys that want to fuck her."

Two of the women standing nearby dove right in, and the combination of being fucked by an attractive guy while several sexy women were tantalizing my tits and stomach, sent my orgasm into overdrive. I was writhing, and my ass was lifting off the mattress. But Steve didn’t miss a stroke as he kept pumping his cock into my pussy.

Camille whispered in my ear and said, “Tell the next guys to cum in your pussy.”

The next three in Jason’s group were next, and Camille encouraged more to gather around the bed and be ready to go. All three wanted to fuck, so they waited for their turns as two others took their place at my side as I sucked them off.

Camille and Bonnie both knew that I wanted to do a special hot fuck session with Bonnie's hubby, Paul. They both made sure he was rock hard, and I welcomed him with my arms outstretched and asked how he wanted to fuck me.

Paul replied, “I want to do you doggie, Mandi.”

Before I had a chance to answer, Bonnie came up to me, gave me a big naked hug, and asked, “Could we please make this a threesome? You said you liked pussy. I’d be in seventh heaven if you would eat my pussy while Paul fucks you. And after Paul pumps your pussy full of his cum, I’ll eat it out of you so you’ll be ready for the next guy.”

That request immediately caused me to think of all the hot girl-boy-girl combinations I could enjoy, and including the female side of some couples meant I’d have a lot more cocks in my pussy. I gave Bonnie a huge grin and said, “I love that idea. Get up on the bed and lay down on your back with your pussy where I can get to it easily.”

Bonnie jumped excitedly onto the bed, rolled over on her back, and spread her legs invitingly. I assumed the doggie position, and Paul wasted no time by getting on the bed behind me and slamming his rock-hard cock into me. He knew what he was doing, and he got me screaming in ecstasy in only a few minutes.

Bonnie’s pussy tasted delicious. I rolled my tongue into the shape of a small cock and thrust it in and out of her cunt, twisting it all around as far as it would reach, and then flicked the end of it all over her clit with my fingers. She was quickly gripped by an orgasm and was screaming and thrashing around while her husband fucked me. Everyone seemed to love that, mostly me.

Paul was obviously an experienced lover, and Bonnie certainly wasn't the least bit shy. The three of us got into a beautiful rhythm, and Paul started playing with my ass. I wiggled it a bit to let him know it was welcome, and he worked his thumb into my puckered hole while continuing to fuck my pussy.

I heard a voice call out, "Are you going to fuck her in the ass, Paul?"

I realized this was a point that could set the tone for the rest of the night, and I certainly didn't want any unnecessary limits. So I pulled my face away from devouring Bonnie's pussy to say, loudly enough that everyone would hear, "If he does, he will be the first, but I'm sure he won't be the last."

That comment caused a buzz of agreement from the growing crowd. Paul worked a second finger into my rear passage with little resistance and a long moan of approval from me.

Bonnie raised her head for a moment, and also in a loud voice, said, "Go on, Paul. Fuck Mandi in the ass. I'll bet she’d love it.”

Paul needed no more encouragement and pulled his cock out of my dripping wet pussy, and without the need for any additional lube, slowly slid his hard cock balls deep into my willing and ready asshole.

I let out a scream of pleasure and hollered, "Oh god, yes, Paul. Fuck my ass, fuck my ass and fill it with your cum.”

When I said that, I wondered if Bonnie was as eager to eat Paul’s cum from my ass as she was if it was coming from my pussy.

Bonnie answered that concern when she called out to Paul, telling him, "Pump a big load into Mandi's ass, so I'll have a lot of your cum to clean up. I know you love it when I do that.” I also whispered to Bonnie that I had prepped for anal sex tonight. I saw a big smile on her face, and she blew me an air kiss.

With those words ringing in our ears, Paul and I got into some serious ass fucking, while I continued eating Bonnie's pussy. He was so good that he got me squirting. Anal orgasms are a breathtaking experience.

It wasn’t much longer before I felt Steve’s cock swell up even more and begin to spasm as he pumped my ass full of his pearly fluid. He was moaning, and I was hollering to some mythical deity.

Bonnie kept her promise. As soon as Steve pulled his softening cock out of my ass, she said, "Now it's my time to eat you. Come sit that sexy ass on my face, and I'll eat your ass clean."

That was a new and naughty experience for me, but I knew it was time to continue entertaining the rest of the crowd that had gathered around me.

From that point on, I’d fuck, guys would come wherever they wanted, and the women would lick me clean for the next round, even when guys had fucked me in the ass. A few damp towels took care of any left-overs.

I was pleasantly surprised to find that each guy I fucked or sucked was like a separate snippet of the night. They didn't blend together, but each one was like a distinct and memorable experience, each with its own nuances.

I never tired of feeling each new cock as it entered me. Those few seconds when my hungry pussy welcomed them into my body were always special, and each one was different. I always asked for the guy's names, what position they wanted me in, and encouraged them by saying things, like, "Oh John, you feel incredible. Fuck me hard and fast, and make me cum. I need to feel your cum in me or on me.”

And the women that wanted to be with me were special too. Most wanted me to eat them while someone else was fucking my pussy. But a few wanted us to do a sixty-nine while their man fucked me. They would tongue my clit and lick the guy's cock while he was fucking me. Then they would either have the guy cum in their mouth, or they'd eat his cum from my pussy. That was so hot and always got me screaming.

And yes, I had several sessions of anal and two DP’s that brought cheers from those in the room. One was particularly memorable because it had a semi-competitive element to it.

It involved three guys who were friends, Sam, Wayne, and Glen. All were fit, well equipped, and obviously experienced players. Sam said he would lie down on his back, and I was to get on top in a reverse cowgirl, and he'd fuck my ass. Then, Wayne would fuck my pussy, while Glen would stand over me and face fuck me. Once we were all positioned as requested, they started a timer to see how long it took for all three of them to cum on me.

It was in an orgasm-inspired session, and when we were done, I asked, “Is there a category for that in the Book of World Records?”

Sam’s reply was, “I have no idea. It just sounded like a fun way to add an extra element into the equation.”

I tried keeping track of how many guys I fucked, but I lost track at twenty.

It went on until the wee hours in the morning. When I stumbled into our room at nearly 5 A.M., Dave was sound asleep… with Amy. She stirred, looked up at me, smiled, and pulled me down for a wonderfully passionate kiss.

She said, “Jeff had a difficult night and was hoping he would find you in his bed again in the morning. The door is open.”


~~~~~~~ To be concluded in Chapter VI - The Epilogue ~~~~~~~