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and Robert are quick to follow us inside.
    I’m relieved to see the place is reasonably clean. A quick scan of the rooms reveals that the kitchen and bathroom are professionally fitted, while the rest of the place is mostly Ikea, which makes me think previous owners installed the kitchen and bathroom. Tom’s priority, on the other hand, is the Bang and Olufsen entertainment system in the living room, which is where I find Cleo, naked, on her knees in front of Ben, pulling his trousers down, his boxer shorts following swiftly to release his hard, eager cock. She pauses for a moment to admire it, then takes the head into her mouth and slowly descends the shaft. I see she is no stranger to blow jobs.
    Charlie is the first to strip, his proud cock not especially thick but surprisingly long. He quickly rolls a condom along its length, kneels behind Cleo, and drives deep into her, making her cry out, but Ben’s insistent cock in her mouth is demanding attention. Derek and Tom grab hold of her bouncing breasts and tease her nipples. The men must have been really excited, because it’s not long before they come, Charlie holding fiercely to Cleo’s hips and driving as deep as possible, his face and body in painful tension as his orgasm tears through him.
    The four change places, Derek presenting a thick, hungry cock to Cleo’s mouth, Tom awkwardly applying a condom before thrusting into her waiting pussy. Ben and Charlie go and sit on the sofa with Robert who is looking at me. ‘What about you?’ he asks.
    ‘This is Cleo’s show,’ I reply. ‘Satisfy her, and I may join in later. Right now I need a drink.’ Tom grunts something about wine in the kitchen, so I go to explore. It’s mostly supermarket stuff, but I decide to try the Chianti Classico Riserva, and I’m not disappointed. I check to see the men are behaving themselves, and head into Tom’s bedroom to explore a little. In a drawer near the bed I find another pack of condoms and some lubricant. There’s also some fairly serious bondage equipment, which we definitely won’t be using tonight, and magazines in a similar theme.
    I return to the living room and relax to watch the action, sipping my wine. I’m amazed at the way Cleo has embraced her inner porn star, but despite her youthful energy, she’s getting tired. She rests her arms and head on the sofa and lets Tom pound away at her until he comes with a roar like a lion. I can see the men still have plenty of enthusiasm. Cleo’s not enjoying this as much as she could, I realise, so I strip off completely, which is tricky with these boots and the corset, and place my clothes neatly on a chair. Then lying down I wriggle under Cleo and push my head between her thighs until I can see Ben’s cock slamming into her. I lick around, mopping the delicious juices from her thighs, then I lick around her clitoris, and spell her name with my tongue sweeping across that sensitive bud, again and again, maintaining a steady pattern and pace, until suddenly she is screaming ‘Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!’ over and over, until she collapses on top of me, breathing heavily, her breath warm against my own pussy.
    Ben is still hammering away at her, faster and faster, Derek’s thick cock is hard again, and Robert — Robert is pushing his monster of a cock into my pussy. Damn. I reach down to make sure he is wearing a condom, and warn him to be gentle at first. He ignores this, and I cry out at the sharp pain.
    ‘She’s a virgin!’ Robert says in awe. ‘Tissues! Give me tissues!’ I’m not a virgin, but for me every time is the first, and that is why I generally avoid sex with men. It hurts.
    Ben finally finishes with Cleo and Derek takes over, although I’m fairly sure she has fallen asleep. ‘Hey, guys,’ I say. ‘Let’s get Cleo to bed and you can all take a turn with me.’
    Together they lift her off me and carry her to Tom’s bedroom, giving me time to finish off my glass of wine before they’re back, attacking my