John had left me covered in his and my own cum with the promise of more to follow on my birthday. He'd also said that he loved my red matching outfit and would love me to wear a different colour. The ensemble I had on was in no fit state to be worn again (covered in spunk and torn in a couple of places), but I had plenty of others to replace it.
About a week before my birthday, I had the expected call from John - the coming weekend we would be going to his friend's house. There was a slight change in plan - we should arrive in the afternoon, but would not be able to stay the night. I was disappointed as I wouldn't be able to show him the cute pink panties I had picked out for him. It would also mean any chance I had of worshipping his gorgeous cock would be limited unless I could persuade him to return to my place for the night.
On the Saturday morning, I had a text which came as a total surprise - John telling me to wear a sexy outfit, pack a change of clothes and to be ready for midday. This was awesome - it looked like I was going to be able to spend the night with him after all!
Noon arrived, and there was the familiar knock at the door - he had arrived. I was wearing a cute pink thong, matching lacy bra, suspenders and fishnet stockings. John stood on the doorstop looking fabulous as always - slightly tanned, tousled blond hair and ever more noticeable bulge in his trousers. "My oh my, aren't you a sight for sore eyes - you are going to be so loved by them when we arrive. Let's get going," he said before kissing me deeply.
As we drove away, I couldn't help but think about him saying about them - sure, we'd had a threesome, but how many was them? I was soon distracted, though, when John took my hand and placed it on his upper thigh, tantalising close to the large bulge I knew was contained underneath his trousers. I could feel myself hardening as well in his presence, and what he had as a treat for my birthday.
It took about an hour and a half before we turned into what looked like a private estate with a tree-lined avenue stretching away in front of us. Shortly after the entrance, we turned onto a small lane leading off to the right which lead to what might have been the gate house of the original manor. There were a couple of cars parked in front of the doorway, and John pulled alongside them.
"When we go in, you are only to look ahead of you, whilst I lead you to our host for today. When we are in front of him, you will do a slow twirl in front of him and then drop to your knees. Do not let me down - I have told our host much about you and he has high standards," John said commandingly to me. I swallowed nervously and nodded my head - I would do anything to please John. He had me under his spell completely, especially the thought of his magnificent 8" cock deep inside one of my willing holes.
I opened the door and walked into the short hallway, and saw another entrance in front of me, which John indicated I was to go through as well. As I opened the door, I noticed we had entered a large reception room with a well-dressed older man in his fifties stood in front of me. He had grey coming through is dark hair, he was slightly tubby, but an attractive wise looking face. I stood in front of him and as instructed did a slow twirl in front of him. As I did this, I was able to look around the room - there were a couple of TV screen showing hardcore gay porn and I guessed six or seven men watching on. I managed to look at John who had a slight smile on his face as he mouthed "have fun" before I faced our host.
I knelt in front of the host, wondering what was about what was about to happen and if I wanted this. Not much time to consider my predicament as he unzipped his trousers to reveal a smallish erect penis and beckoned me forward. I shuffled forward on my knees and took him easily deep into my mouth. As I did so, I noticed the other men stand up and start to undress and fondle each other's erect pricks. So many different sizes and thicknesses - one I noticed had no foreskin - a new first for me.
As I slid my mouth up and down the shaft of our host, it dawned on me that this is what John had meant about me having more cum on and in me. The thought of what was to happen to me this afternoon had me erect and straining against my pink thong. It was then that I felt the thin thread of material between my bum cheeks being moved aside and the first hard cock pressing against my puckered hole before entering me. Another hand against my face turning me to face another guy who moved my hand to stroke his hardness followed by my other hand being guided to yet another cock.
Soon enough, I could taste the precum of our host as the realisation that here I was with four guys surrounding me - two of them filling my holes and two filling my hands. My own cock harder than it has ever been and realising that I was really enjoying this experience. After the host and the guy who had first penetrated my ass had deposited their loads, I lost track of time - hard cocks arrived in front of me for my attention and hard cocks pounded into my willing ass. At some point, somebody wrapped their hand around my cock, which made me cum in an instant.
Eventually, they were all spent - my ass hole was sore but in a good way and leaking cum and I looked around for my favourite man. I hadn't realised that he was stood so close and his beautiful hard cock stood proudly away from his crotch. I looked at him with pleading eyes - even well fucked as I was, none of them had come close to his special place deep inside of me. I wanted him so badly at that point to fill me more than any of the others had come close to doing.
I took him willingly into my mouth deeply so that his balls were resting on my chin - I knew he wouldn't last long, and sure enough, the little twitch meant I was to be rewarded with his special seed. I didn't release his lovely cock after he spurted his load into my throat, but kept moving my lips along his shaft, I hoped that it wouldn't take him too long to recover and be hard again for me. Sure enough, my efforts paid off and I was able to mount him in my favourite position - sitting on his full 8" deep in my cum filled ass and to his special place that no one had ever reached. He took my cock into his mouth as we had done before as I rode his full length in long deep strokes. We couldn't last long, and as I felt him twitch again, my own orgasm powered through my body so that we both came at the same time. We then kissed long and hard, swapping my load between our mouths as I felt him go slowly soft and finally slip out of my ass.
We stood up and walked hand in hand over to our host. "I hope we have pleased you, Cecil, and thank you for your hospitality this afternoon," John said.
"It has been our pleasure - your partner has been a delight," came the reply.
Soon enough, we were back on the road as John drove us home. He made the day perfect by staying the night and we fucked again before falling asleep. The following morning saw us having a shower together and cuddling up naked on the sofa, which led to a mutual blow job. All too soon, John had to get dressed and leave - I followed him to the door still nude. No parting words this time, which in hindsight was odd, but I never saw John again. I still miss him and his tousled blond hair, but most of all I miss his beautiful, hard 8".
