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I probably would have screamed if I had been able. In knew in an instant that it was the guys from the disco, and I also knew in an instant that Rick had somehow orchestrated this thing. My surprise quickly turned into lust because the sensation was incredible. There I was with my husband's cock in my mouth while a strange man--no, a boy--eat my free creampie pussy. I had a climax in about two minutes--the sensation was just too strong, the whole scene too exciting.

Rick pulled away from me, and I raised my head and looked around. The boys had manificent bodies, all bronze muscle, and their cocks were all hard. The knowledge that I had the power to make them hard made me more excited than I had ever been, and somehow, knowing that Rick was encouraging me to act the free creampie slut added to my excitement. Without even thinking, I reached out to the cocks surrounding me and started stroking them. I put two in my mouth, and I felt wild, out of control. "Oh, God!" I said. "I feel like such a slut!" "You are a free creampie slut," Rick said, and two of the boys repeated the same thing. Hearing them talk dirty to me got me even more excited, which they all seemed to sense. They started call my slut, bitch, whore, asking me if I loved cock, if I loved getting fucked, and all I could do was moan "yes, yes yes" until I had another climax.

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Everything got confusing then. Rick and the boys started taking turns fucking me. They fucked my free creampie pussy, my ass, my mouth. Most of the time, I didn't know whose cock was inside me, and it really didn't matter. I just wanted to be fucked. I felt like an animal, and it was strangely liberating. The more I felt like and animal, the nastier I became. I begged them to fuck me harder, to ram their cocks up my hot ass, to shoot their cum down my throat.

It must have been hours later that I lay spent on the bed, free creampie oozing out of my ass and pussy, cum caked on my face, breasts, and in my hair. Rick lay beside me, unable to move. I didn't bother showering--I just pulled the blanket up over us, and we fell asleep.