Accept the game.

You realize you don't have much of a choice. Oliver crawls over you, and begins to play with your breasts. He seems to be really enjoying it. Truthfully, it doesn't feel bad. He gently teases your nipples, and you lose yourself briefly in the feeling--face glowing red. He proceeds to lay down partially beside you, and slide his fingers up your thigh. It travels higher and higher until it just barely touches the lips of your pussy.

You breath faster, and he starts to slide his finger across your labia. But he soon sends them directly to where you wish they would go. Surprisingly, he seems to know exactly how to touch it. His fingers graze your clit in a slow sensual manner. You roll your head and groan with pleasure.

His fingers move more quickly. Your hips buck forwards. It feels amazing, and you know that soon you're certainly burst. Closer, you start to orgasm... You're seconds away from relief. Finally! But then, he pulls his hand away, leaving you with a burning aching desire instead. You pull on your arms but they still don't budge, so instead you shift your legs up and down in frustration. Oliver snickers. You were so close!

"That was only the beginning," he teases. His hand returns to teasing your nipple, but now he does so while returning another to your clitoris. You moan out in anticipation, flailing your hips wildly as he starts to edge you again. You feel so outstanding, and moments away from having a gigantic, relieving orgasm!

Of course, he pulls both his hands away just as he guesses you're about to climax. You growl in anger, tugging up on the boy's hands keeping your arms tightly against the bed. You can't even finish it yourself. You're trapped in this ****. How long was he going to keep this up?

"I feel selfish. Say, Matthew. Why don't we switch? It's only fair." He moves in place to hold down your arm, and now his friend sits with his hand near your most sensitive spot. They were taking turns edging you.

You gasp as he touches you between your legs. It feels so amazing! But on the other hand, you know what's going to happen afterwards. You've never felt so conflicted in your life.

Closer... Closer... Again, he pulls away seconds before you would cum. You almost want to cry out, but you know it would do no good. Still you beg them to stop. You can't take it anymore.

"Come on, Matt. Let Garret go now."

Matthew frowns, but switches places to have the third boy now hovering his hand over your quivering womanhood. You beg him to let you cum. You've never wanted to so badly before.

You're surprised when you see him go down, touching his tongue instead of his fingers to your clit. Your eyes widen at the sensation. His tongue strokes you inside, causing you to thrust your hips towards his face. You can feel the ecstasy fill your body.

You get so close you can almost feel it, and then... he pulls away! You swear loudly, practically wanting to **** everybody in the room.

"Settle down, miss. We're going to finish soon. You just have to agree to something. My friend Garret here is going to thrust deeply inside you. Think of how relieving that will feel. But me and my other friend are going to finish on your body."

You cringe, and say nothing in return. Garret gently strokes his hand up your thigh until it stops just short of your vagina. It sits there, teasing you. It just stays there. Go up a little bit!

"I think we can do this for a few more hours then," says Oliver.

You finally shout that it's fine.

"Beg for it then," he adds.

You don't remember the last time you were this horny. You beg for it, and you're truthful about it. You want it so badly. You want a cock inside you so badly.