Next Round.

The first boy pulled out, his cock glistening with her juices. He came all over her stomach, the warmth of his cum spreading across her skin like a brand. The second boy didn't last much longer, pulling out with a strangled cry and painting her thighs with his own release. Max lay there, panting, as they all caught their breath.

The door opened again, and another boy stumbled in, his eyes wide as he took in the scene. "Holy shit," he murmured, his own erection bobbing in front of him. Max felt a new surge of excitement, knowing she had an audience. The boy looked at her with a mix of awe and lust, his hand already reaching for his own cock.

Victoria, hearing the commotion, peeked her head out of the neighboring room. "You guys are falling behind," she called out, her voice filled with mock concern. "Don't forget, it's not just about the quantity, it's about the quality!"

The challenge was clear, and Max felt a fresh surge of competitiveness. She rolled over, her ass in the air as she offered herself to the newcomer. He didn't hesitate, pushing into her already-stretched hole without a word. She could feel the first two boys' cum mixing with her own juices, making everything slick and wet.

The room was a symphony of moans and slaps of skin, the sound of flesh on flesh echoing through the walls. Max lost track of who was inside her, her body moving almost of its own accord, seeking out the next orgasm. The boys around her were a blur of hands and cocks, each one eager to be the one to make her cum the

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](http://hardest.In) the hallway, Chloe had moved on to another room, her body glowing with sweat and satisfaction. She straddled a new guy, her breasts bouncing as she rode him. She looked up to see Victoria watching her, a look of amusement on her face. Max felt a twinge of envy at the thought of her best friend taking on so many at once.

The guy in her pussy grunted and came, his hot seed filling her up. Max leaned back, her body trembling with the effort, as the last boy took his place. She was soaked, her skin sticky with cum and sweat. She felt like a queen, her every command obeyed.

The door to her room burst open again, and she saw Victoria and Chloe standing in the doorway, both of them looking flushed and disheveled. "We're going to the next round," Chloe said, her voice breathless. "You coming?"

Max took a deep breath and nodded, her body still humming from the intense encounter. She slid off the last boy's cock, his cum dripping down her legs, and stood up unsteadily. She had never felt so alive, so desired. The three of them made their way to the next room, leaving a trail of used condoms and discarded clothing in their wake.

"What's the score?" Chloe asked. "Whose winning?"

Victoria grinned, her eyes gleaming. "It's close. We've each had four, but the night's still young."

"What's the prize? We never discussed that." Max took a breath.

"How about winner get the losers as personal sex slaves for a week?" Victoria grinned.

Max and Chloe exchanged glances, the thrill of the suggestion sending a shiver down their spines. "Deal," they both said in unison, their competitive spirits soaring.

"For the record when I win." Victoria smirked. "I will be pimping you two out."

Max and Chloe laughed, the excitement of the contest adding to the buzz of adrenaline already coursing through their veins. As they entered the next room, Max noticed that the energy had changed. The room was dimmer, the air thick with the scent of lust and the musky smell of sex. The three of them had been going at it for hours, and their bodies were showing the signs of their marathon session.