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When I was twenty years old, I had a small coffee shop, just selling coffee, tea , cakes and toast. One particular day I was about to close up when three men came in the door. “Sorry I am just closing up” I said. “Well, we only want a coffee, and we promise to be quick can you manage that” one asked. Well, I wondered, it is three more sales, and I can clear up in the kitchen while they drink it, so I agreed and let them in. I locked the door and put the close sign up then went into the kitchen.

I made three coffees and went to deliver them with the usual milk, sugar etc. As I leant over to place the Milk etc in the middle of the table I felt a hand on my thigh. I stared at the man who said, “Sorry love I was just stretching my arm.” I gave him the advantage of the doubt and set down his cup of coffee. Moving round to set down the next cup of coffee I again felt a hand brush my thigh. This time I just ignored it. As I put down the last cup of coffee a hand deliberately squeezed my thigh. Not wanting any bother, I again ignored it and went into the kitchen to clear up. However, my mind kept going back to the gentle gropes and the quick squeeze, I should have been horrified but the more I wondered about it the more excited I became.

Just then one of the men shouted – “your coffee is delicious please may we have another cup?” Well in for a penny in for a pound I wondered as I made another three coffees. This time when I went to deliver the coffees, I deliberately lent across the table to deliver the first one to the man on the opposite side. This caused my skirt to ride up exposing , as I knew it would, a fair amount of thigh. Without hesitation a hand slid right up my thigh and gave the top a hard squeeze. Part of me wondered what are you doing whilst another part felt excited. Emboldened I performed the same manoeuvre for the next coffee and again had my exposed thigh squeezed. The third man had obviously cottoned on to what his mates had done and my acceptance of it as when I leant over besides him expecting to get my thigh squeezed again, he simply thrust his hade up my skirt and squeezed my ass cheek. I gasped and froze in position. Seeing this the man across the table reached out and squeezed my tits.

“What do you think you are doing? “I gasped. “Treating a young lady to what she wants” was the immediate retort. “What do you mean!” I demanded as he continued to massage my tits whilst his mate did the same to my ass cheeks. The one watching this said, “ We think you would like to be fucked!” “ No way” I shouted. At this the man simply pushed a hand into my knickers – felt my cunt and said “yes you do you are dripping for it” “no I am not” I protested. “Well maybe you aren’t but your cunt certainly is” was the reply. Something inside me said why not, after all you have never had more than one boy at once and these men seem to know what you need. With that wondered I relaxed and let my legs spread. “Told you she was ready for it, Fred” said the one felling my cunt. Ok “John you close the window blinds, Alf you clear that long table” instructed Fred.

Soon I was picked up and laid down on the table, where the men stripped me naked. Embolden by their lustful stares at my exposed tits and shaven cunt I said ” well, if you are gonna fuck me hadn’t you better strip off as well”. Fred said “ my god she is a cheeky one.” “Let’s see how she feels after a good fucking” said Alf as they immediately stripped off all their clothes. There I was lying naked and spreadeagled on the table surrounded by three of the biggest cocks I had ever seen in my young life. Sensing my trepidation John said” Don’t worry love, once we have worked on you for a while you will take them easily”. What the hell did he mean “worked on me?” I soon found out as Alf started fingering my cunt whilst the other two started work on my sensitive nipples. I was soon in blissful heaven – then I felt a mouth close on my clit as Alf started to suck my cunt. BLISS!

After a few minutes of Alf sucking my clit and thrusting first one, then two and then THREE fingers up my cunt I knew what John meant. My cunt felt like it could take a fist let alone one of those thick veined cocks surrounding me. At that moment Alf stopped working my nipple and put his cock head against my mouth, without a moment’s wondered I opened my lips and started sucking on it like a young kid with their first ice lolly. Suddenly I started convulsing as a gigantic climax overtook me. My cunt was clenching on Alf’s fingers as I came and came. When I relaxed thinking it was all over and had been a mind-blowing experience, John said “Right now your cunt is open, juiced up and ready for our cocks”. Before I could respond there was a quick shuffling of bodies and John thrust his cock straight up my cunt without even a by your leave. It felt great to have my cunt finally fully filled. Alf now fed his cock to my mouth whilst Fred concentrated on my already tender nipples. I was in sexual heaven. Not surprisingly John came after only a couple of thrusts, Seconds later Alf came in my mouth, and I swallowed all his thick spunk. I lay there completely satiated, or should I say fucked, when Fred said, “right my turn – now you will feel a real cock” As without another word he started to fuck me with the biggest cock I had ever felt in my cunt. I was writing about under him trying to get even more cock in there. For a couple of minutes, he fucked me hard and fast while his mates watched. This time we both came together – Fred let out a grunt and I yelled “Oh Fuck I’m cumming again”. Fred pulled out and I put my hand down and felt my swollen, puffy, sloppy cunt – it felt lovely.

As I gradually came down to earth I saw the three of them getting dressed, I just lay there watching. Then without thinking I said “will you be back tomorrow?”. “Sorry love” said Fred “were only in this area once a week so see you next Wednesday, oh and we might bring a friend. “Hang on,” I said, “I can handle 3 but not 4 men.” “Who said it was a man” said Alf as they left. What had I let myself in for I had never wondered of sex with another women. Next week could be interesting, I wondered. But thinking about what had just happened I couldn’t stop caressing my cunt as I lay there recovering.

What happened the nest week is another story.

NSFW: yes

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