Someone's still awake

Surrounded by the entangled bodies of your companions, you feel a surge of raw energy coursing through you. With primal instincts taking over, you stretch and twist your body in a sensual dance, reveling in the lusty buzz in all your erogenous zones. Will lies behind you, spooning your body but deep in slumber as his hand falls away from your breast. Jim is snoring softly as he holds onto you tightly from the front. And there sits Randy, staring at your naked form with desire burning in his eyes, his cock already hard and throbbing in his hand. You smirk at him slyly and whisper, "Looks like you've won this round." You slip away from the grasp of the others and with a seductive sway of your hips make your way over to Randy. Straddling his lap, you impale yourself on his erection, relishing in the feeling of another fuck. He pulls you down forcefully, eliciting a moan from your lips as he begins to thrust into you relentlessly. You hold onto his chiseled body for support as you ride him hard and fast, lost in a frenzy of passionate pleasure.

As Randy continues his unrelenting thrusts, Jim and Will begin to rouse themselves from their post-sex slumber, each eager to join in the fun once again. Before you know it, the two of them are on either side of you, a cock on one side near your mouth and a mouth and hands on the other side, exploring every inch of your invigorated flesh. You grab the cock you recognize as Jim's and stroke it as you suck the plum head.

You cry out as Will's fingers and tongue touch you in all the right places, sending waves of pleasure coursing through your body. The beach chair creaks as you fuck Randy fast and hard, and your pussy pulses around his shaft.

"Oh, Jesus!" you gasp, your voice barely audible over the sounds of their lustful ministrations. With each touch, kiss, and thrust, your body becomes more and more electrified, the pleasure building to an almost unbearable level. You bob rapidly on Jim's shaft alternating between fondling his balls and stroking the bottom of his shaft.

Will sucks your tits, his tongue darting out to circle your nipple, sending jolts of pleasure down to your pussy. You stroke his head, urging them on, your mind foggy with lust.

"I'm close," you whimper into Jim's cock, your voice thick with excitement. Will's fingers find your clit, and you moan loudly, feeling his fingers strum your clit like a guitar string. "Don't stop," you beg, your voice shaking with desire. You redouble your efforts at bringing him to climax.

It's only a few minutes later that you arch your back, screaming as you come, your body trembling as wave after wave of pleasure crashes over you. You have enough brain to swallow Jim's cock again, deepthroating him to bring him to orgasm. Jim fills your mouth with hot cum, which you gulp like it was mother's milk.

As you writhe on top of Randy, he shouts his release. "Take it! Take my seed!" he groans as his cock erupts inside you like a volcano. Your orgasm is prolonged as his heat splashes in your hungry cunt.

You collapse onto Randy's chest, panting heavily as you feel the warmth and stickiness of his cum slowly seeping out of you. Your skin is covered in a thin layer of sweat, and your heart races with a mixture of pleasure and exhaustion. The three college boys surround you, their expressions a mix of satisfaction and amazement. You think you blew their minds. You smile to yourself, proud of your stamina and accomplishment.

As you lay there, in the afterglow of your incredible encounter, you recall that time you fucked the school principal and his two sons. Almost as good as this time, but over a weekend. Your body, once again, pulses with the desire to be filled and used, but for now, you savor the calm after the storm. The sound of the waves crashing against the shore is the only thing that breaks the silence.

You look up and see that all three college boys are passed out on the sand and the chair. Now you grin smugly. You stand up from Randy, sad to feel his cock withdraw. You have a credit card with a very high limit, so you leave the beach chair as you walk back to the main beach.