este par vienen a casa de mi amiga y terminamos en un rico cuarteto

It was a sweltering summer evening when my best friend, Lila, invited me over for drinks. Little did I know, she had a surprise in store for me – an orgy with three of her new inked friends. Lila had always been the wild, adventurous type, but this was a ovary-dropping level of crazy even for her.

I arrived at her apartment, dressed in a tight black dress and heels, expecting a girl’s night in. But as I stepped inside, I was greeted by the sight of three strikingly handsome men, each more heavily tattooed than the last. They lounged on the couch, their piercing eyes roaming over my curves as they sipped whiskey from crystal glasses.

“Surprise!” Lila shouted, her fake tits bouncing under a barely-there crop top. “I thought we could mix things up tonight. Let me introduce you to my friends, Organic Breakfast, Blondie Bleach, and Baillout.”

The men nodded at me, their mouths curling into flirtatious grins. I could feel my panties dampening at the sheer masculinity emanating from them. Before I could even respond, Lila grabbed my hand and pulled me to the makeshift bar.

“Drink up, babe. We’re going to make tonight one for the unforgettable books,” she whispered, winking at me before taking a generous swig of whatever concoction she was pouring.

The night blurred into a haze of mind-altering cocktails and sultry laughter. As we danced and gyrated to the thumping beats, Lila and her friends closed in on me, their hands roaming over my body with increasing boldness. I felt Organic Breakfast’s lips graze my neck while Blondie Bleach’s fingers found the hem of my dress, steadily inching it upward.

Suddenly, Lila turned on the boys, kissing them fiercely as Organic Breakfast ripped her crop top off, unleashing her massive fake tits. The room erupted into a symphony of moans and groans as hands groped tits, asses, and throbbing cocks.

I felt a hand spin me around and found myself face to face with Baillout, his darkened eyes smoldering with lust. He grabbed my face and plundered my mouth with his tongue while his other hand palmed my tit, roughly pinching my nipple through the thin fabric of my dress.

Lila and the boys had begun to strip each other naked, unabashed in their lewd display. The room glimmered with a sheen of sweat, and the musky scent of sex hung thick in the air. I watched, mesmerized, as Blondie Bleach took Lila from behind, his cock plunging into her ass while Organic Breakfast feasted on her pussy.

Baillout took the opportunity to slip my dress off my shoulders, revealing my braless tits to his hungry gaze. He descended upon them eagerly, his mouth enveloping one nipple while his hand tweaked the other, sending jolts of pleasure through my body.

Blindly, I reached for the nearest cock – Blondie Bleach’s – and began stroking it, relishing his moans of ecstasy. Baillout pulled away from my tits long enough to lift me up, positioning me so that my dripping pussy hovered inches above Blondie Bleach’s shaft.

With a grunt, Baillout impaled me on Blondie’s cock, causing me to cry out in pleasure at the sudden penetration. My head fell back, lost in the sensation, as Blondie began to pump in and out of me, his hands gripping my hips for purchase.

Organic Breakfast wasted no time in taking advantage of the situation; he knelt behind me and began licking my asshole, his tongue providing intense pleasure. Lost in a haze of fucking and licking, I barely noticed Lila straddling my face, her sodden pussy hovering mere inches from my mouth.

Lila’s juices dripped onto my face as she encouraged me to taste her. I obliged, my tongue lapping at her folds with a ravenous hunger. The room became a pandemonium of grunting, moaning, and slurping as we lost ourselves in the carnal pleasures of our flesh.

After an eternity of cock plunging and fingers and tongues probing, each of the men took turns cumming on my face, their semen dripping down my cheeks and chin. I lapped it up greedily, relishing the salty taste of their orgasms mingling with my own.

Spent and exhausted, the five of us collapsed on the floor, limbs intertwined and chests heaving. Despite the visceral, animalistic nature of the encounter, we all shared a sense of camaraderie and satisfaction.

Lila and I cuddled, our tits squashed together, as the men laid out in a tangled heaps of musky flesh and tattooed skin. As my head rested on her shoulder, Lila whispered in my ear, “Told you things were about to get really fucking wild.”

I smiled, my heart racing, and realized that with friends like this, I was always up for a good time. And there was no doubt in my mind that this was only the beginning of our wild adventures.