Visitors Have Fun

After 20 minutes of uninterrupted rest, Am heard a knock at the dorm suite door.

"Shit, now what? Can't I get some rest around here?" she thought. Opening the door and greeting her roommate Cheryl's two guy friends, one of whom was from Cheryl's hometown, the body-showing 18 year-old traded pleasantries with both.

"Hi, guys..Cheryl's not here..She has a lab until 9" Am advised, as four eyes were glued to her exposed tummy and deep navel. Her shirt also seemed to have gotten tighter, presenting her 34C's very well.

"That's ok" said Tim Weston, better known as "Zeke". As Zeke spoke, his associate, Arch, stepped forward towards Am, and issued a compliment.

"I love that shirt on you..Look at that navel! Sex-y" he commented. Am's tired mind stated "Not another one..It's these two and me here. I'm prey right now" she thought.

"He's right..Wow" said Zeke, taking the upper hand. "Ameles, how about letting us have fun with it? You're all showing off for us, you obviously want your navel taken care of.." he directed, more of an order than request.

"Guys, please..I.." she worriedly spoke. "Two of you and one of me..Please keep it just to my navel, ok? Nothing more, she asked, in a softer, unspoken please don't **** me tone. She was learning to deal with this navel obsession that apparently everyone had for her now, however, **** or two on one sex was another thing.

Both agreed, laid Am back on her bed, her arms at her sides as four hands felt, poked, swirled, tortured, and reddened her perfect navel, teasing more by unsnapping her low-slung jeans.

"Nhoo..Please..Yhousaid.." she sighed as her jeans snap and zipper were undone.

"We won't..Just wanted you to know that we can", Zeke replied as the two took turns licking, tasting, biting, and stretching out Am's navel.

"Arch..Let's get her over the chair..More direct work on her navel and pants..Pick her up" Zeke told Arch, who bent Am over the desk chair, presenting her deep navel for easier use.

Alternating usage of pens, chopsticks from the previous night's Chinese food, a phillips head screwdriver, and lit candle (Am's preference for lit candles would stop after that), the guys full-out pleased and tortured Am's abused navel for an hour and a half before bidding her farewell.

"We gotta go..Thanks for the fun, Am..We'll do it again..And, uh, we WILL do it again" they told her.

Tired out with a sore, red, cinged, and violated navel, Am's mind was uncertain as to the effect of this all-day and partial evening navel ****.

"It hurts a lot" she sat on her bed and thought. "But..Did I actually..Like it? Three guys, and Bridget today, all having at my navel..Ow, it hurts.." she spoke aloud.

"I'm also wet..Did this get me off tonight? Do I find this really arousing?" Am asked herself.

She knew the answer..