Oral delight

Spread across the heavy oak table, Amy was helpless against the three men. Their strength and the wine she had drunk made any resistance futile. Amy did struggle, but the constant touching and licking and sucking were weakening her. Kyle and Andy kissed and licked and sucked and stroked her mouth and neck, her ears and throat, her breasts and belly, and her nipples. Her nipples felt like they would explode - hard and red and tender - every time one of them touched them a quiver hit her belly. Tot make it worse, Slim was feasting on her pussy. His tongue never stopped teasing and toying with her previously unexplored flesh. Gently, he kept stroking two fingers in and out of her slit, opening her wider, letting his tongue probe deeper into her treasure.

The dam broke! Slim's tongue lashed Amy's clit and a wave of pleasure ripped through her. She had, on occasion, toyed with herself, using her fingers to climax, but this was different. Her entire body rolled and writhed under the men. She gasped and panted and cried.

The men backed away, watching the young coed heave up and down, trying to catch her breathe. They smiled at each other - their capture was a hot one.

Kyle grabbed a deck of cards from a side table and sorted through the deck, pulling out six cards. Amy watched, dazed, as the men each selected one card. Kyle then approached the girl.

"Amy," he held up three cards so that she could read them, "pick a card!"

"What? Why? What is this?" Amy, still dazed and overwhelmed, didn't understand the men's cruel game.

"It's simple, bitch," Andy held up his card, "you've got three nice holes to fuck. You get to pick who get each hole for the first time!"

Amy looked at her three captors, terrified. Each of the men held up a card for her to see: Slim held a King, Andy a Queen, and Kyle an Ace. Kyle reached down, grabbed one of her tender nipples and cruelly twisted the hard bud. "Pick a card or we'll hurt you!"

Slowly Amy's hand came up, reaching for a card.