Excerpt of The Cult – Part 2 (Group)(Orgy)(Free-use)(Cum)(MMMMMF)(Oral-sex)(Voyeurism)

She opened the door, not sure what to expect once again, and in front of her, a humongous bed, probably at least 9 foot in length and just as much in-depth was in front of her.

*This bed isn’t designed to be for just one person.*

“Lay down and strip yourself,” Paul ordered. The authority in his voice made her into a loyal servant, and within seconds, her clothes were on the floor, and Paul was exactly the same. Both were naked and laying on that massive bed, yet it was so large it couldn’t have been for just two people.

An idea formed around her head, a realisation of what was about to happen.

As she stood up, four men walked in the room, all naked and masked.

“What’s the matter, Amira?” Paul asked as Amira frantically looked for an exit.

This was too much even for her.

“I can’t take five people. Two, maybe three, not five.” She stuttered, “I have seen how rough these men are with women. I don’t know if I can handle that.”
Paul nodded and kissed her forehead, now focusing on the men who walked in the room:
“You are going to be extremely gentle with her, ok? None of that rough stuff, she is new and you are going to do as she says. If she feels uncomfortable, we stop immediately.”
His head turned towards her once again:
“Is that ok?”
Amira complied, laying down on the bed and hoping for it not to be a horrible thing. The first person who walked between her legs and showed her his big dick was an anonymous man, very athletic and sporting a tattoo of a diamond on his thigh.

“Can I go in?” He asked.

She nodded. And the first person penetrated her, slowly but rhythmically hitting every spot inside of her vagina. She laid down and moaned, she was feeling insanely good.

She got lost inside the tingling and the pressure that dick inside of her felt.

A second man walked by her side, fondling her breast and pointing his dick towards her face.

“Can I go in?” He asked in the very same tone the first one did.

Amira opened her mouth and let her tongue out as he placed his six inches inside of her mouth. The angle was so that his dick travelled down her throat while his balls would periodically hit her face.

She closed her eyes, enjoying the warm, submissive position she was placed in as she was spit-roasted between two men. Yet, she was laying on her back, her breasts exposed for everyone to see, and within seconds, she felt someone sucking her nipples.

*I am at the centre of attention. I couldn’t ask for anything better.*

While the dick in her mouth made her gag and those balls on her face made her blind, she heard Paul’s voice in the air:
“Is everything alright?”
Since her hand was the only thing that was free, she tried locating where his voice came from and gave him a thumbs up. Someone grabbed her wrist, and now, a third dick was rubbing against her hand.

She took it and started masturbating the man, whoever he was while doing the same with a fourth dick.

*Fuck, fuck…* The man who was fucking her pussy increased in speed and intensity. Her legs travelled up his chest and she rested her feet on his shoulder, a position which allowed the man to go much deeper into her.

She tried screaming in pleasure, but the sound was muffled by the dick in her mouth. Defeated, she just continued pleasuring all four men with her body, her arousal increasing every second.

Never she felt so proud or so important. And now, four men were using her body and giving her so much dick. This was her most primal instinct, perhaps, being used by many at once.

All at once, the men stopped, making her feel empty. She lifted her head back up and saw Paul standing at her side, the man she was sucking just above her and the other two helping a third to lift her up in the air.

“Put them all back in! I want them all!” She cried. All of those cocks belonged inside of her, and there was nothing that could have made her squirm more.

The fifth man crawled under her as the strong hands held her up.

“Would you like one in your ass?” Paul asked.

Never Amira would have accepted anal. However, she wanted all of those men inside of her, one way or another, and if she had to put her ass to use, *so be it*.

The men placed her down, aiming her hole towards the hard cock the fifth man was holding upright with his hand. Amira used hers to direct it into her, and with a satisfying gaze, she felt the lubed surface slide into her with ease.

“Oh fuck!” She moaned, bobbing herself up and down his length for a bit before a second man pushed her.

She fell on her back, and the edges of the mask belonging to the man who was anally penetrating her scratched her back. His hands, which he was using to keep her stable above him, shook a second due to the impact.

Amira’s legs were spread open by Paul and the man she was giving head to previously. Then, the third dick in the line lined himself with her vagina, and Amira realised she was about to be penetrated in two holes at once.

“Do it!” She shouted, and the man rammed into her with so much strength a sharp pain took hold of her entire waist for a second, before stabilising into a sweet sensation that made her feel so full.

Still bewildered by the fact she was being fucked by two men at once, Paul walked by her head and kneeled. His hard cock, leaking with precum, was so close to Amira’s face she could smell the soap and the sweat.

“How about you thank me for this party?” He asked.

Amira didn’t need any convincing. She opened her mouth and pushed Paul so deep in her mouth that she couldn’t breathe anymore, and yet, she wanted more.

“I want you to suck me harder.” He gently thrust into her mouth. She struggled to focus on giving him a mindblowing blowjob due to how hard the two men were fucking her, but nonetheless, she tried her best.

Amira’s head movement was so synchronised with Paul’s thrusting that he was so in pleasure he struggled to say a word.

Once again, two men took hold of her hands. She was keen on one thing: Making them all cum at the same time.

She wanted all of that thick, hot liquid over her. In her face, on her tits, hair, even inside of her, she just needed to feel like she was those men’s property and object.

*Wow, I can’t believe I am doing this.*

Paul groaned, telling Amira that she was so good at sucking dick, she should have done it professionally.

The man Amira was masturbating asked Paul for a turn using her mouth. The gentleman moved and replaced the one between her legs.

“Damn it, harder!” She yelled as the harshest and most violent of orgasms built up inside of her. Paul thrusted deep into her, so deep he felt every inch of him inside her stomach.

She tried to say *harder*, but the sound was muffled by a cock slapping on her lips then slamming into her throat. She was quick to accept it into her, and just like the man he sucked with Jonathan earlier on, he too began pulsating.

She realised that he was about to cum, but she just didn’t want to swallow another load. Instead, this man would have had to finish where she wanted him to:

“On my face, do it on my face!” She moaned.

The man started shooting strings all over her. The sticky, warm substance went all over her lips, eyes, and even her hair. It was a lot more than she was expecting, and a second string travelled on her cheeks and mouth.

“Well, aren’t you a slut for cum?” Paul commented on the other side. He too was about to cum just like every other guy in that room. The sight of Amira covered in sperm and fucked was enough to cause multiple orgasms to simultaneously build up.

The second man came on her chest. The load was so big her chin was caught in the crossfire.
The third was on her stomach.

“Oh fuck, it’s my turn!” Paul groaned “It’s my turn to cum!”

*Yes, do it. I want it. I want it all.*

Paul released himself and shot a violent blast towards her face. Gasping for breath, she found herself staring at the mirror as the men stood up and handed her a towel: She was naked, her make-up ruined, completely covered in those men’s fluids to the point that she could have called this a shower.

“I fucking love it.” She whispered to herself.

The men left, leaving only her and Paul in the room: He was getting dressed, yet her legs completely gave up: She wasn’t able to stand up.

END OF PART 2

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