Vier Bi-Mädels und ein glücklicher Boy

Title: “Four Bi Girls and a Lucky Guy: A Sinful Seduction”

In the velvet-lined boudoir, a dim lamp cast a golden glow, illuminating the plush satin sheets and the four young women who lounged upon them. Lilly, the raven-haired temptress, was the first to notice him – the man of the hour, there to fulfill their every carnal desire. Her dark eyes sparkled with mischief as she crooked a slender finger, beckoning him closer.

The object of their affections stepped into the room, a god amongst mere men. Tall, chiseled, with a shock of blond hair and eyes bluer than the Mediterranean, he exuded an air of confidence that set the girls’ hearts aflutter. As he approached the bed, the four of them sat up, their bare shoulders glinting in the soft light.

“Hello, girls,” he purred, voice smooth as silk. “I understand you’ve been awaiting my arrival.”

“Indeed we have,” purred Sally, the bombshell with the chestnut hair and legs that went on for days. She sauntered over to him, hips swaying seductively. “We’ve been quite… eager.”

Reaching out, she grasped the front of his shirt and pulled him in for a searing kiss. He responded eagerly, hands roaming over her curves as he ravaged her mouth. Beside them, the other three watched hungrily, fingers drifting to touch their own hot flesh.

When Sally finally released him, he turned to face the other three, eyes heated with lust. “Is that so?” he murmured. “Shall I attend to your needs, then?”

“Please,” breathed Celine, the willowy redhead. She’d been touching herself the entire time, and now she spread her legs wide, displaying her pink, glistening folds. “I need you so badly.”

He stepped forward, trailing a finger along her inner thigh. She shivered, biting her lip as he searched her face for permission. When he saw her nod, he dropped to his knees, burying his face in her swollen sex. She cried out, fingers tangling in his hair to hold him close.

As he worked her into a frenzy with lips and teeth and tongue, the others began to undress. Tanya, the petite blonde, peeled off her lacy lingerie with agonizing slowness, revealing dusky nipples and a trim little pussy. Lilly already lay naked on the bed, legs spread wide in invitation. Her pink folds winked at him, flushed and slick with need.

He pulled away from Celine’s trembling body long enough to strip off his own clothes, revealing an impressive erection that jutted towards the four hungry women. They smiled, sharing a knowing look, then moved as one to encircle him.

“Such a big, hard boy,” Tanya sighed, wrapping her small hand around his length. She pumped slowly, teasingly, as the others crowded in to touch and taste. He groaned, head falling back as their hands and mouths worked their magic.

“Mmm, delicious,” Sally hummed, licking her lips. “Ride him, Celine.”

Celine needed no further invitation. She mounted him in one swift move, gasping as he filled her completely. Her hips undulated, riding him with noisy abandon as the others watched, hands drifting between their thighs to touch. The room filled with the sounds of their passion – skin slapping against skin, breathy moans, filthy words of encouragement.

He gripped Celine’s hips, driving himself deeper as she rode him faster and faster. Her breasts bounced with every thrust, hard pink nipples just begging to be sucked. He complied eagerly, leaning up to capture one aching bud between his teeth.

Just then, Sally moved in front of him, lowering her dripping cunt to his mouth. He lapped at her greedily, tongue delving deep as Tanya knelt beside him and kissed him sloppily, tongue invading his mouth in filthy mimicry of the act above him.

Celine cried out, climaxing hard all over his cock. Her walls clamped down, milking him as he bucked upwards, spilling himself inside her with a shout. They collapsed together, panting, as the others watched with avid eyes.

“That was just a taste,” Tanya purred. “Now it’s my turn.”

And so it went, the four of them pleasing him in every way imaginable. They kissed and touched and sucked, writhing together in a tangled mass of limbs and slick skin. They rode him, sucked him, used him for their pleasure and his own, taking turns to fill their mouths and cunts with his cum.

By the time they were finished, he lay sprawled on the bed, spent and satisfied. The girls curled around him, kissing his sticky skin as their fingertips traced patterns on sweat-slicked flesh.

“That was incredible,” Celine murmured, head pillowed on his chest.

“Oh, it was just the beginning, love,” Sally said with a wicked chuckle. “We’re going to keep you forever.”