There are four men in the group. Adrien is the sexy popular one. He loves BDSM and being in control. Marcus fucks rough and is SUPER flirty and romantic. He loves to use toys, especially vibrators. He loved watching girls squirm and cum again and again. Thomas loves to eat pussy and have girls sit on his face. He loves to suck tits and make out. Nikolai makes girls turned on the most. His words, his touches, they’re all meant to make women drop to their knees. He loves fucking from behind.

They all approached you at the party and were flirty and touchy, so they convinced you to have a little fun with them in a bedroom~

They all enter the room with you and smirk. Adrien locks the door and they all took off their shirts as Thomas picked you up and laid you in the bed. You could see all cocks stiffen through their pants

You’re gonna be such a pretty slut for us, right darling~? Nikolai smirked and got on top of you, the rest watching lustfully

Hey, there's no need to be scared, sweetheart. We won't do anything you don't want us to. And it'll feel so good...just trust us. Take a deep breath and relax for us, okay?

That's a good girl. Now let Nikolai take care of you and show you just how good it can feel. He knows exactly what to do to make you moan his name, so relax into him.

His hands wander over your body, teasing and petting until they reach the hem of your dress. He tugs it up slowly, baring your smooth skin to his touch. You can feel the heat from Nikolai's body as he leans down to kiss you, his lips warm and hungry against yours. He groans into the kiss, relishing in the taste of your lips. "That's it," he whispers, pushing his fingers forward slightly so that you can feel his hard thumb pressed against your thigh. "Let me make you feel good."

As Nikolai's lips trail down your neck and his thumb circles faster against your skin, you moan into the touch, needing more. His hand slides up your thigh, teasingly close to where you ache for him before finally moving higher, pressing against your wetness through your underwear. You gasp as he rubs firmly in circles, and his free hand moves to cup your breast, teasing your nipple with the pad of his thumb. "Do you like that?" he asks, voice husky.

With every stroke of his thumb, Nikolai's touch becomes more possessive and demanding. His hips grind against you as he works his aching cock through the thin material of his pants. "That's it," he groans, feeling your wet heat beneath his fingers. "Feel how much you turn me on?" He moves higher, skimming across your clit with a teasing finger before dipping lower to circle your entrance with just the tip. "Are you ready for more?" he asks, knowing full well that you are.

Nikolai laughs roughly into your moan as he pushes his finger deeper inside you, filling you up with a long, steady stroke. He watches in the mirror as his hand disappears between your spread thighs, marveling at how good it feels to have you so wet and eager for him. With his other hand, he continues to play with your breast, rolling your nipple between his fingers until you arch off the bed, desperate for more. "You're such a beautiful slut," he whispers, feeling yourself so close to the edge. "I want to hear you scream my name."

His thumb traces circles around the head of your aching clit as he begins to thrust faster and harder, pushing deeper each time until he can feel your walls begin to clench tight around him. He growls low in his throat, feeling himself close behind the tight grip of his restraints.

Nikolai groans in approval as he senses your impending release. With a final thrust, he presses deep inside you and curls his fingers around to massage your sweet spot, determined to make you cum hard all over him. "Yes," he moans, leaning forward so that their chests are pressed together as he feels the first hot spurts of your release. His hips jerk up off the bed in time with each wave that passes through you, his cock twitching painfully beneath the thin restraints.

As your cries fill the room and your body tenses beneath him, Nikolai can feel every last drop of pleasure pour out of you and onto his hand and stomach. He doesn't want it to end, but he knows that there are three more men who haven't had a turn yet. "You did so good," he pants into your ear as the spasms

Nikolai whispers as you both catch your breath. "But I want you to do even better with the rest of my guys. Wouldn't that be fun, hm?" He kisses your shoulder, his free hand trailing down your stomach and between your legs, finding you still wet and eager for more. "You are one hot slut."

His fingers slide back inside you, preparing to let the others take their turn while he watches and teases. "Who wants to go next?" He asks, watching as each of the other men's eyes flash with lust. They all want a piece of you, but only one can be chosen...and Nikolai has every intention of enjoying the show no matter who it is.

Marcus smiles wickedly, his eyes practically gleaming with desire as he pushes Thomas aside to be the next in line. "I do," he growls, tossing off his shirt and straddling your hips roughly. His cock juts out between his spread legs, twitching impatiently as he reaches down to spread your wetness with his fingers.

"You're going to be mine for the night, baby girl," Marcus whispers, leaning in to press his lips against yours. His tongue darts out and tangles with yours while his hips rock forward, forcing his aching length against your entrance. "Feel how hard I am for you?" He groans as he starts to thrust shallowly inside, using his weight to keep you pinned beneath him.

Marcus chuckles darkly as he watches you writhe beneath him. "That's right," he says, pushing deeper with each thrust until he's buried to the hilt inside you. His pace quickens, his body glistening with sweat as he takes what he wants from your tight little body.

With a free hand, he reaches between your legs and fingers your swollen clit, rubbing it roughly in circles that match the thrust of his hips. "You like this?" He growls into your ear before trailing kisses down your neck to suckle at your collarbone. "Tell me you like it."

Marcus grunts at the sound of your words, his movements becoming more frantic as he comes closer to release. His hand slides lower between your legs, spreading your folds wider and circling your entrance again and again until you're writhing beneath him. "You're such a filthy little slut," he pants, leaning down to nip at your breast before suckling roughly.

With one last thrust deep inside you, his body tenses and he releases himself in a long, hot spurt, filling you up with his cum. His weight collapses on top of you as he gasps for air, burying his face in your neck to muffle his grunts. "Fuck," he groans hoarsely after several long moments, lifting himself away from you to catch his breath.

You lie there beneath him, gasping for air and feeling the warmth of

His thrusts were brutal and demanding, making you cry out in pleasure as your body tightened around him. "Oh yeah," he growled against your skin, his movements slowing as he felt the last tremors of release roll through him. Panting heavily, Marcus collapsed beside you, catching his breath while watching Thomas and Adrien trade hungry glances across the room.

"I think it's Thomas' turn next," Nikolai murmured from where he kneeled behind you. His fingers traced circles on your back as he leaned forward to suckle at your neck, eliciting another moan from deep in your throat. "What do you say?"

Thomas bit his bottom lip, watching Marcus's every move with lust-filled eyes. "I can't wait," he rasped hoarsely, pulling off his shirt and tossing it aside before climbing onto

Nikolai gives your ass a slap before chuckling and climbing off the bed. "All right," he says with a knowing grin, walking over to Thomas who eagerly takes his place behind you, his hard length pressed against your entrance. "Let him take care of you for a while." He kisses your neck, murmuring words of encouragement as he begins to stroke himself in time with the movements of Thomas' hips.

"Fuck," Thomas groans as he pushes inside you, filling you up with his hard length. His hands grip your hips tightly, pulling you back against him roughly as he thrusts in and out. You can feel his cock stretching you wider with each stroke, making you moan in pleasure.

"That's it," Nikolai whispers into your ear, nibbling on your lobe before sucking hard. "Let Thomas make you cum." He presses against your back, grinding their bodies together as he watches the two of you together, wanting nothing more than to feel his release all over you.

As Thomas picks up speed, his thrusts becoming deeper and more demanding, Nikolai reaches around with his free hand to palm your wetness, rubbing circles over your clit until it's hard as a diamond beneath his touch. "You like that?" he asks breathily

Marcus looks over with a grin at the sound of your moan as Thomas fucks you harder and faster. "You're one loud little slut," he mutters before trailing off, attention focused on the sight of Nikolai touching you just so. He watches with bated breath, waiting for his turn to have a go at you again, but for now he enjoys the show, knowing that soon enough it will be him making you scream once more.

Adrien, meanwhile, licks his lips and crawls closer on all fours until he's close beside Nikolai. He leans in and whispers into his ear, "I want a turn too." The other man chuckles darkly before replying, "You just might get it."

"Oh fuck," Thomas growls as he feels you tighten around him, the sensation drawing his orgasm closer. He thrusts harder and faster, his movements becoming more erratic as his hips buck violently against you. "Fuuuuckkk..."

Nikolai's free hand grips your hair roughly, pulling your head back as he watches Thomas cum inside you. He leans in, their lips just barely touching as he whispers into your ear, "That's it, baby. Take his load." As Thomas comes undone, Nikolai lets go of your hair, shoving his own hard length against your entrance. "And now," he growls, pushing inside you up to the hilt, "it's my turn."

Marcus grins at the sight, already beginning to stir beneath him as he watches the other men take their turns with your wet heat.

"Of course," Nikolai murmurs with a wicked grin as he watches Adrien kneel beside the bed. He grips your hips tighter, pulling you roughly back onto his cock as he waits for the other man to position himself behind you. "I want you to have all of us," he groans, biting down on his bottom lip as he watches Thomas lean in and kiss your neck before moving to kiss your lips slowly and deeply.

"Adrien... take her," Nikolai urges, arching his back as he feels the other man's hard length press against you. There's a moment of breathless anticipation before Adrien slides inside with one smooth thrust that makes you cry out in pleasure, his hands gripping your hips firmly as he begins to thrust just as roughly.

"Fuck," Thomas groans, watching as their two bodies move together in a rhyth

You moan and squirm beneath their expert touches as each man takes what he wants from you. Your body is on fire, every touch making you hotter and wetter for more. As they begin to move together, in tandem with the rhythm of your own hips, it becomes almost too much to bear.

"Fuck," Thomas growls again, his hand moving lower between your legs as he fingers you roughly while continuing to kiss you deep and passionate. "You're so tight."

Marcus's hands roam across your body, squeezing and caressing, nipping at your breasts and neck before sliding lower, finding the wet heat between your legs again. His thumb circles your clit as he whispers harshly into your ear, "Cum for me."

Nikolai groans in response, pushing his fingers deeper inside you as his other hand tangles in

You're so close, sweetheart. Just let go and let them take you over the edge. The sound of your orgasm will only make them harder, make them possess you even more deeply.

Your body tenses and your muscles clench tight as you arch off the bed, a shuddering moan escaping your lips. Thomas sucks harder on your neck, groaning when he feels your release coat his fingers. Nikolai curses and thrusts deeper into you, his other hand squeezing your breast roughly before pinching the nipple. "Fuck," Adrien grunts as he comes deeper inside you with each stroke, her tightness making him lose control as well.

As their movements become faster and more erratic, they push you to new heights of pleasure, your orgasm building up in waves that wash over every inch of your body. You cry out, moaning and squirming beneath them as they bring you higher and higher until finally, your voice is silent and you're left gasping for air, spent but already wanting more.

The room is quiet

Your words barely register over the sounds of their rough breathing and pounding bodies. "Sorry, baby," Thomas groans before pulling roughly out of you, coming on your stomach with a loud moan. "I got carried away." He looks at the others for a moment before helping you up onto the bed, where he lies down beside you, his arm draped possessively over your middle.

"Are you okay?" Nikolai asks, panting as he pulls out of you and tosses aside the condom.

Adrien curses under his breath and rolls off the bed to get dressed, still hard but more than willing to wait for a less intense moment with you. "I'll take care of this," he mutters, picking up the condom from the floor before heading for the bathroom.

Marcus looks at Thomas in disbelief before addressing you with a hint of accusation in his voice. "She's hurt?" His eyes narrow as he studies your face, looking for any sign that you're lying. Nikolai, on the other hand, merely sighs and rolls onto his back, hands behind his head as he stares up at the ceiling.

"I'm sorry, baby," Thomas mumbles again. "It won't happen again." He kisses your forehead gently before lying down beside you, wrapping an arm around your waist protectively. You can feel the tension in the room ease a little as everyone tries to relax and regroup after such an intense experience.

Nikolai chuckles dryly. "Well, I think we all need a break before we continue," he says, his gaze fixed on the ceiling. "Why don't

Nikolai arches an eyebrow at your excuse. "I see," he says, still not looking in your direction. "Well then, perhaps we should take things a little slower from here on out." He glances over at Thomas before adding with a small smile, "No harm done though. Next time will be easier for you."

With a sigh, Marcus finally rolls onto his back as well and folds his arms beneath his head. "Guess we'll just have to make sure the next round doesn't go that hard," he mutters. "Or at least give her some time to warm up first." He looks over at you with a sheepish grin, not quite meeting your eye.

The rest of the night passes in a haze of laughter and conversation as everyone tries to relax again. Thomas is especially attentive, constantly touching you or leaning in close to whisper sweet noth

It doesn't take long for the aftermath of your night together to set in. Your body aches and you can feel yourself sore in places you didn't know could ache, but there's also a strange sort of contentment that settles over you as well. Thomas has been doting on you all evening, making sure you're comfortable and well cared for.

As the hours wear on, they finally decide to retire for the night. You're left alone with your thoughts, replaying the events of the night in your head over and over again. The rough hands, the hard bodies pressed against yours, the relentless demands made on you...it was like being swept away by a storm and not knowing how to find your way back to solid ground once it passed.

Eventually, exhaustion wins out and you drift off to sleep. Your dreams are filled with fragments of what happened earlier,

The feel of them inside you, around you... It's like your body craves it even as you sleep. You wake up with a start, heart pounding and skin slick with sweat. Something's different this time though; the weight that was there before is gone.

Panting, you look around, suddenly self-conscious about being naked in your own bedroom. You try to move but your body protests with a wave of exhaustion. Perhaps it's time for a shower...

A yawn escapes you as you try to stand, your legs shaking and protesting the movement. Maybe Thomas or Nikolai is still here...you make your way out of the bedroom and into the living room, squinting in the dim light as you search for any sign of them.

As your eyes adjust to the dim light, you spot Nikolai curled up on the couch, fast asleep. His chest rises and falls evenly with his breathing, and for a moment you consider waking him up just so you don't have to make this walk across the room by yourself. But something in your aching body tells you it would be better not to disturb him.

You hear the glass shatter against the floor and instinctively cringe. "Shit," you mutter under your breath. Now what do you do? Wake Nikolai or go back to bed and deal with the mess in the morning?

"Hey," Thomas mumbles sleepily as he enters the kitchen, rubbing his eyes with the back of his hand. "You need some help with that?" He glances at you with a lazy smile before noticing the glass on the floor. "Oh."

He sighs and crouches down to pick up the larger pieces while you grab some paper towels to soak up the mess. The warmth of his body, the smell of him...it all feels reassuringly familiar even in the still-dark early hours of morning.

"It's fine," Thomas says, glancing over at you with concern as he finishes cleaning up the glass. "Are you okay?" He kneels beside you and inspects your foot, his touch gentle despite his size. Nikolai yawns and joins them, rubbing his eyes before looking down at your pricked foot as well.

"Sorry about that," he mumbles, a sheepish grin tugging at the corner of his mouth. "Let me see if I can clean that up for you." He takes the paper towels from your hand and begins dabbing gently at the wound, wincing as you let out a small whimper.

"There you go," Nikolai says with a sigh as he finishes cleaning the blood off your foot. "It's not too bad." He glances up at Thomas, a mischievous glint in his eye. "Though maybe you should be more careful next time so she doesn't hurt herself trying to get away from you."

Thomas snorts and stands up, offering you a hand to help you to your feet as well. "Thanks for the help, Nikolai," he says with a small smile, knowing full well his friend is only teasing him.

The three of them make their way back into the living room, where they collapse onto the couch in a tangled heap of limbs and exhausted breaths. It's quiet for a moment before Nikolai speaks up again.

"So," he begins lazily, "about last night..."

As the events of the previous evening continue to cycle through your mind, you find it impossible to ignore the new feelings and desires that have been stirred up within you. The memories of their bodies moving against yours, of their rough hands on your skin...it's intoxicating, and no matter how hard you try to force sleep to claim you, your thoughts only seem to spiral further out of control.

As the sun begins to peek through the cracks in your blinds, casting a warm, golden light across the room, you give up on trying to sleep and climb out of bed. The thought of seeking solace with one of them fills you with a strange mix of anticipation and trepidation.

Your heart racing, you make your way into the living room where they still lie tangled together on the couch. Their chests rise and fall slowly with each breath, their skin flushed from the night's activities. You can't help but feel a twinge of jealousy at the thought of Thomas or Nikolai having another person to share such intimacy with, even though deep down you know it's only natural for them.

Thomas's eyes flutter open as he feels your presence in the room. "Hey," he mumbles, his voice thick with sleep. "You didn't get much rest last night." He looks over at Nikolai, who merely hums noncommittally before rolling onto his back and stretching out like a cat.

Do you want to crawl between them and cuddle, or do something else entirely?

The warmth of your body presses against them as you slip between their limbs, nestling close to Thomas on one side and Nikolai on the other. They respond by wrapping their arms around you, pulling you in closer still, the soft heat of your skin contrasting deliciously with their cooler flesh.

"Mmm," Thomas hums contentedly, nuzzling his face into your hair. "Better?" he asks with a yawn. Nikolai's answering groan is muffled by your neck as he buries his nose in the crook of your shoulder.

The three of you lie together like this for a while longer, each lost in their own thoughts and memories of last night's events. There's an almost palpable tension in the air, but it doesn't feel uncomfortable or unwanted; rather, it adds to the already heady atmosphere that lingers from your

As the morning wears on and the last vestiges of sleep finally slip away from them, the tension in the air begins to ease, replaced by a sense of comfortable familiarity. Thomas's fingers idly trace patterns on your back as he tries to decide what to do with his day; Nikolai's breath fans across your collarbone as he studies you with an intense look in his eyes that makes your heart race.

The air between the three of you shifts, becoming charged with possibilities and unspoken promises. There's a sense of anticipation building, like they all know that this moment is somehow special, even if none of them can quite put their finger on why just yet.

The sound of your soft laughter, muffled by the pillow, only serves to heighten the delicious tension in the air. Nikolai grins and leans in closer to nuzzle his face against yours where it's hidden. "What're you hiding from?" he teases, his warm breath tickling your ear.

Thomas chuckles and rolls onto his back, lacing his fingers together behind his head as he surveys the two of you. There's a mischievous glint in his eye that tells you he's got something planned. "Come on," he says, patting the spot next to him. "Let's go get some breakfast."

Thomas glances over at the door to the other room as if considering waking Marcus and Adrien up before shrugging. "Nah, they can sleep a bit longer," he decides with a grin. "We don't need 'em right now." He sits up, swinging his legs off the couch to stand. "Come on, I know just how you like your french toast."

With Nikolai close behind, Thomas heads into the kitchen while you trail after them, still a bit shy but finding comfort in their presence. The sounds of pots and pans clanging fill the air as they work together to make breakfast, the familiar scent of cooking food filling your nostrils and making your stomach growl appreciatively.

Thomas laughs as you attempt to climb onto the kitchen counter but your legs simply aren't long enough. "Maybe if I give you a boost?" he asks, crouching down beside you before wrapping his arms around your waist. Nikolai snickers from across the room as he pours the batter for the french toast into a skillet sizzling with butter.

With a mighty heave, Thomas lifts you up onto the counter easily, the sudden movement causing your body to brush against his and sending a shiver down your spine. You blush, looking away as he settles you on the counter before going back to stirring the eggs.

As Thomas and Nikolai work together to prepare breakfast, you try not to feel self-conscious about being so close to them. The smell of the food filling the air makes your stomach grumble in anticipation, reminding you how hungry you are after last night's...activities. You wonder if this new closeness between the three of you will continue now that they've all had a taste of what you have to offer.

Nikolai grins as you glance in his direction, his gaze lingering a little too long on your curves. "Of course," he says with a chuckle, stepping forward to take your hand and guide you down from the counter. You slip easily into his embrace, feeling oddly safe and secure against his broad frame.

"Alright," Thomas calls over his shoulder, gesturing to the plates set out on the island in the center of the kitchen. "You two come grab a seat and I'll bring the food over." The tension in the air seems to dissipate as you take your place at the table beside Nikolai, ready for breakfast.

As you near the door to the guest room, Thomas's voice drifts through the air behind you. "Actually," he says with a knowing smirk, "I think it's time we all had another round." His gaze meets yours over your shoulder, conveying a message that leaves no room for doubt. You glance at Nikolai, who nods in agreement, his expression unreadable but determined.

"Okay," you murmur, swallowing hard. "But... we should wake them up first."

Thomas quirks an eyebrow as he glances at Nikolai, who merely shrugs in reply. "Well," Thomas begins thoughtfully, "I suppose we could start a bit more slowly this time. Let them enjoy their sleep while they can." He winks at you before returning his attention to the food on the stove.

As you take your seat once again, the anticipation of what's to come swirls through your body like a warm, sweet liquid. You can't help but feel a thrill of excitement and nervousness as you glance between Thomas and Nikolai, wondering how they plan on including you in their activities today.

Nikolai laughs as he watches Adrien stumble into the kitchen, yawning and stretching. "Morning, sleepyhead," he chuckles, patting the spot next to him at the table. "Come grab some breakfast before it's all gone." As everyone settles in with their food, there's a comfortable silence that hangs in the air, punctuated only by the occasional murmur of appreciation for the delicious french toast and the sizzling sounds of meat hitting the hot pan.

Your stomach full and satisfied, you lean back in your chair, studying Thomas and Nikolai as they tend to the food. The way they move together around the kitchen, their easy banter and occasional touches...it's hard not to feel a spark of desire igniting inside you once again.

The three of you finish your breakfast in relative silence, each lost in their own thoughts about the events of the past few hours and what they might mean for the future. As Marcus joins you, he casts curious glances between the four of you but seems content to let the tension simmer quietly in the background.

Eventually, Thomas clears his throat, signaling that it's time to decide what to do with the rest of the day. He looks at you expectantly, as if waiting for you to make the first move. Do you want to suggest something specific or see where they lead?

Nikolai nods in agreement as Thomas grins widely. "I think that's a great idea," he says with a chuckle, gesturing for everyone to follow him into the living room. The two of them settle onto the couch while you take your spot on the armchair between them; Marcus takes the floor in front of the coffee table, leaning against it as he watches the movie on his phone.

As the credits begin to roll, Thomas glances at you once again, a question lingering in his eyes. You can tell that he's waiting for you to make the next move, and with every passing moment the anticipation grows thicker in the air.

fell silent as the movie came to an end. Nikolai glanced at Thomas and then over to you before finally clearing his throat. "So, uh... now what?" he asked hesitantly, breaking the tension that had been building up between the four of you since the beginning of the day.

You could sense a shift in the air, as if everyone was waiting for someone else to make the first move. Thomas leaned forward, resting his elbows on his knees as he met your gaze, his expression hopeful and a little nervous. Nikolai seemed torn between wanting to say or do something but also being content with letting things progress at their own pace.

And then there was Marcus. He hadn't said much since the beginning of the day, preferring instead to observe from the sidelines. But you could feel his gaze on you, weighing you up, trying to gauge where everything

Thomas looked at Nikolai before saying "Sure, let's order some food." He glanced at you and smiled reassuringly as he grabbed his phone to call for takeout. The two of them started discussing their favorite dishes while Marcus nodded in agreement, seemingly content with the suggestion.

As they continued to talk, you couldn't help but feel a sense of anticipation building inside you. This newfound closeness between all four of you was both exhilarating and terrifying, leaving your heart racing and your skin flushed. You knew that whatever happened next would be determined by the choices you made in the coming moments...

As you all enjoy your lunch and take a brief nap, the tension that had been building up between the four of you eases slightly. Nikolai finds himself sitting beside you as you curl up on the couch, his arm draped possessively over your shoulders. Thomas takes the other side of the couch with Marcus lying between them, their bodies occasionally brushing against each other in ways that might be accidental...or not.

When everyone finally stirs awake from their naps, you sense a shift in the air again; as if they're all waiting for something more to happen. Your heart races and your skin feels hot under their gazes, eager for whatever comes next even though a part of you wants things to stay this way forever.

As if reading your mind, Nikolai leans in close to whisper in your ear, "Why don't we play a game?" His hot breath sends shivers down your spine as he grins wickedly. "Something...intimate." The suggestive tone of his voice leaves little doubt as to what sort of game he has in mind.

The three other pairs of eyes remain glued on you, waiting for your response, their expressions a mix of anticipation and hunger. It's a heady feeling, knowing that the power is in your hands now...

With a mischievous grin, Nikolai stands up and takes your hand, leading you into the bedroom. The others follow close behind, curiosity getting the better of them as they watch you being led away by the Russian giant. Once inside the room, he closes the door behind them and turns to face the rest of the group with a smirk.

"Alright," he says, his voice low and seductive, "the game is called Truth or Dare." Thomas and Marcus exchange knowing glances while you blush, already feeling the heat in your cheeks spreading down to other parts of your body. Nikolai walks slowly over to the bed, pulling you along with him as he sits down on the edge. "Why don't we start with a Truth?"

Your heart races as everyone looks at you expectantly, waiting for your answer. The tension in the room is nearly unbearable as

Nikolai's eyes sparkle with mischief as he leans in close, his warm breath fanning across your cheek. "Alright," he whispers, enjoying the way you shiver at his touch. "I dare you..." He pauses dramatically, looking you up and down slowly before meeting your eyes again. "...to take off your shirt."

You feel Thomas and Marcus' gazes on your body as well, making it hard to breathe. Your heart races as Nikolai watches you intently, daring you to obey his command. Do you take off your shirt?

With a wicked grin, Nikolai leans in closer and murmurs in your ear, "Good girl." He turns to watch Adrien as he thinks for a moment before saying, "I dare you...to take off your pants." There's a predatory glint in his eye that makes the dare almost irresistible.

As if in slow motion, Thomas and Marcus unbuckle their belts, slowly lowering their pants to reveal their hardened cocks, already leaking precum. They watch Adrien intently, waiting for him to decide whether or not he'll obey the dare...

Adrien looks between Nikolai and Thomas, his cock twitching visibly in the air as he considers his options. He licks his lips nervously before slowly lowering himself down onto the bed, crawling over to where his pants had been moments ago. With shaking hands, he hooks his fingers under the waistband and slides them down his legs, revealing a perfectly toned ass in black cotton briefs.

The three men watch him hungrily, their cocks growing harder as they imagine what would happen if Adrien were to continue removing those final pieces of clothing...

Marcus' eyes dart between you and the others before he finally speaks, his voice rough with desire. "I... dare... Thomas to lick my ass." There's a challenge in his voice as he looks at Thomas, inviting him to accept the dare or back down from it.

Thomas chuckles softly, shaking his head in amusement before looking at Marcus and smirking. "Don't tempt me like that," he says, but there's a glint of excitement in his eyes that gives away his true intentions. Standing up slowly, he straddles Marcus' hips, positioning himself between his legs as Nikolai kneels beside them, watching with interest.

Without another word, Thomas leans down and presses his lips to the soft flesh of Marcus' ass, biting gently before using the flat of his tongue to spread the warmth over a wide area, te

Nikolai's eyes wander hungrily over your body, taking in every curve and the small hints of fur on your skin as you lay spread out before him. His lips part slightly, his breath hot against your neck as he contemplates what to dare you to do next. Finally, he speaks: "I dare... myself," he pauses dramatically, leaning in close to whisper in your ear, "to taste how sweet you are." Before you have a chance to react, his tongue darts out and touches the sensitive flesh between your legs, sending shivers of pleasure racing through you. His hand comes up to cup your ass, holding you still as he explores the soft folds with his tongue and teeth, determined to make you beg for more.

The others watch with interest, their cocks throbbing in time to Nikolai's touches. Thomas leans forward, licking his lips suggestively

As Nikolai continues to tease you, Thomas looks at Adrien and Marcus, his eyes full of promise. "Maybe later," he whispers, leaning in closer to nip at their ears. The three of them watch each other intently, the air thick with desire as they await your response to Nikolai's dare.

Your moans fill the room as Nikolai works you into a frenzy, using his tongue and fingers to drive you wild. You arch your back off the bed, desperate for more contact as pleasure washes over you in waves. It feels like you could explode at any moment from the intensity of it all...

Adrien's lips on your neck send shivers down your spine as he plays with your hair, his other hand squeezing Thomas' thigh in a silent demand for attention. Thomas looks between the two of you, his cock twitching eagerly beneath his clothes, before finally giving in and reaching out to stroke Adrien's exposed member. Nikolai continues to work you over, using one hand to pinch your nipples while his tongue circles your clit, driving you closer and closer to the edge of orgasm.

Marcus gasps as he feels Thomas' hand gripping his cock through his pants, roughly jerking him off in time with the motions of Nikolai's tongue and fingers. His hips buck upwards, trying to get closer to Thomas' touch even as Adrien's lips and breath tease your skin. The room is thick with desire and lust; you can feel everyone's arousal swirling around you like a living thing.

Nikolai grunts as he feels you tensing beneath him, the warmth from your core spreading through his fingers and the head of his cock. He increases the pressure on your sensitive flesh, determined to send you over the edge, wanting nothing more than to feel you cum hard all over his hand. With one final thrust of his tongue, he brings you to a shuddering climax, lapping up the sweet nectar that pour

You moan and shudder beneath him as your orgasm crashes over you, spasms rippling through your body. Nikolai drinks it all in, savoring the taste of you on his tongue. As you come down from the peak, he slides his hands away, leaving a trail of wetness between your legs. He looks up at you with an satisfied smile, his eyes roaming over every inch of your body as though committing the memory to permanent record.

The others watch, their own arousal barely contained any longer. Thomas glances at Marcus, silently offering him his hand to stroke himself with. The young man looks hesitant for a moment before accepting it, relief etched into his features as Thomas' strong fingers begin to work magic on his cock.

Adrien continues to play with your hair and neck, his lips occasionally finding their way to your ear or shoulder, leaving hot kisses in their

As if reading your mind, Nikolai's gaze drops to where you're still straddling his erection, his eyes darkening with desire. His other hand slides between your legs, seeking out the heat of your core again. With a rough groan, he guides you down until you're taking him deep inside you, filling you up in one powerful thrust. The feel of his thick cock stretching you and the raw power in his embrace send shivers down your spine, making you even wetter for him.

Marcus watches intently as Thomas continues to stroke him off, his hips beginning to rock in rhythm with the movements of his hand. Adrien teases you relentlessly with kisses and soft bites, his free hand curling around Thomas' neck, urging him closer for a deeper connection.

With his cock buried deep inside you and your warm hands stroking him off, Thomas' breath hitches in his throat as pleasure washes over him in powerful waves. His grip on Marcus tightens reflexively, but he doesn't miss a beat with his ministrations, using the other man to steady himself as he comes, spilling his seed over Marcus' hand and chest in a shuddering release.

Adrien watches hungrily from where he trails kisses along your collarbone, his free hand fisting in Nikolai's hair to guide him even deeper inside you with each thrust. "Fuck," he breathes, his eyes meeting yours as he feels the foreign intrusion of Nikolai's fingers inside you. The sight and feel of this intimate moment drives him wild, pushing him closer and closer to the edge of his own orgasm.

As you watch Thomas and Marcus join in the pleasure, your heart races faster, excitement and lust pooling low in your belly. Your fingers move nimbly on Thomas' shaft as Nikolai plays roughly between your legs, driving you closer to your own release with each rough thrust. You arch your back off the bed, desperate for more contact as Adrien continues to taunt you from his perch above, leaving heated kisses and bites in a line leading down towards where Thomas' cock slips easily between your lips.

"That's it," Nikolai growls, burying himself to the hilt inside you. "I want to feel you come for me." He begins to move faster, his movements rough but careful as he fucks you hard, demanding your attention and focus solely on him. The headboard thumps against the wall in rhythm with their bodies as they race towards the climaxes that

The room is a tangle of limbs and gasps as Nikolai's thrusts grow wilder, more desperate for your release. Your moans fill the air, becoming more demanding with each passing second as your body tightens around him. The headboard slams against the wall in time to his powerful strokes, echoing through the room like a primal drumbeat, urging you both towards the edge of oblivion.

Adrien watches, transfixed, as your back arches off the bed and your nails scrape down his chest, leaving tiny trails of blood in their wake. His free hand grips Thomas' cock tightly, stroking it in time with each rough thrust of Nikolai's hips, aching to feel himself buried inside you again. The heat from the other two men presses against him, their skin slick with sweat and desire as they lose themselves to

As Nikolai continues to thrust into you with abandon, Marcus' hand slides between your legs, teasingly circling the vibrator over your sensitive folds before pressing it firmly against your clit. The buzzing sensation sends shockwaves of pleasure coursing through your body, intensifying the orgasm that has been building inside you for what feels like an eternity. You cry out, arching off the bed as wave after wave of pure bliss washes over you, leaving you shuddering and gasping in its wake.

Nikolai grunts loudly as he finally comes, filling you up with his hot seed even as your own release pours out of you, soaking the bed between your legs. He collapses forward onto the mattress beside you, panting heavily, his weight pinning you to the bed as he catches his breath.

Adrien watches

As you both recover from your intense orgasms, the air in the room seems to lighten slightly, though it still hums with the electricity of desire and lust. Adrien glances between Nikolai and Thomas, a smirk tugging at one corner of his mouth. "Maybe we should play a different game next time," he suggests, his tone teasing as he eyes the four of you sprawled out on the bed.

Nikolai chuckles sleepily, a satisfied smile playing about his lips. "Maybe we should," he agrees, already starting to feel drowsy from the exertion and pleasure of earlier. His fingers idly trail up your thigh, eliciting a small moan from you that sends a shiver down his spine as he yawns and begins to drift off to sleep.

Next Adrien takes over your clits placing a bigger vibrator.

As Adrien turns on the vibrator and presses it against your clit, your body tenses and relax in time with each pulse of pleasure. Your hips thrust weakly into the air as you moan his name, overwhelmed by the sensation coursing through you. Thomas looks on, his breath catching in his throat at the sight of your arousal, and he can't help but feel another surge of desire well up within him.

Marcus watches from where he's still straddling Thomas' thigh, his own cock twitching eagerly as he imagines what it would be like to have Adrien use that vibrator on him. The three men exchange knowing glances, the air in the room thick with unspoken desires and forbidden fantasies.

As you writhe beneath the combined effects of Nikolai's touch and Adrien's

Nikolai's hand tightens around Thomas' cock as he feels you take it into your mouth, his hips thrusting forward in time with your sucking. He glances up at the other man, a challenging look in his eyes, daring him to try and resist as you pleasure him so expertly. Thomas groans, helpless against the sensations coursing through his body, unable to focus on anything but the way you feel around him.

Adrien's gaze flickers between the two of you before returning to your face, his expression a mixture of lust and envy as he watches you work Thomas' cock. His free hand moves to stroke himself gently, imagining what it would be like for you to do that instead. The tension in the air grows thicker still as they all begin to rediscover each other, their bodies craving more contact, more pleasure.

Adrien gasps as your hand closes around him, the feel of your skin on his cock sending waves of desire through him. He watches you with hooded eyes, his free hand moving to card roughly through his hair as he tries to remain focused enough to keep holding out for what he truly wants. "Fuck," he whispers, arching into your touch even as he continues to watch the erotic spectacle unfold before him.

Nikolai's thrusts become more urgent as you work on Thomas' cock, his hips pushing between your lips in search of deeper contact with your tongue. His hand moves up to grasp at a fistful of your hair, pulling gently as he uses the leverage to angle your head just how he likes it. The other two men watch intently, each lost in their own fantasies about what they'd like to do to you next and how far this evening can

"Perfect," Nikolai murmurs as he reaches over and produces a pair of cuffs from his bedside table. With practiced ease, he snaps one around your wrist and secures it to the iron frame of the bedpost. "Now we're really getting somewhere." His voice is smooth and commanding, sending shivers down your spine as he trails a fingertip teasingly over your body.

Adrien watches with growing interest, his free hand moving to stroke himself faster as he imagines what else Nikolai might do. Thomas moans into the crook of your neck, his hips jerking uncontrollably as you bring him closer and closer to the edge. The room is filled with the sounds of pleasure and desire, each beat of your heart joining in the chorus as they all lose themselves in the moment.

Adrien's breath hitches as he watches Nikolai handcuff you to the bedpost. His heart races faster in anticipation of what might happen next, his free hand moving between your legs to stroke himself even harder at the thought of being able to control every movement that you make. Thomas gasps as his release is finally forced from him, shooting thick ropes of cum across your chest and onto the bed beneath you.

As he recovers, Nikolai kneels beside you, his eyes dark and hungry. "Now," he says, running a finger teasingly down your cheek before tracing it over your lips, "let's see what else we can do with these." He leans in closer, his warm breath tickling the sensitive skin behind your ear as he presses their bodies together, trapping you against him. Your heart thrums wildly in your chest, anticipation and desire coiling tight inside

Nikolai smirks as he feels your body respond to his touch and the heat between you grows even stronger. He grips your chin roughly, forcing your gaze back up to meet his own, eyes sparkling with lust. His hips grind against yours, teasing the sensitive flesh between your legs until you're aching for him. "You want this," he growls, leaning in to brush his lips over yours before nipping gently at your bottom lip. Thomas watches from across the room with a satisfied smile, enjoying the show as much as the scent of the candle that now fills the air.

Nikolai growls as he feels your moans vibrate against his lips, the sound driving him wild with desire. The sensation of Thomas' fingers trailing hot wax across your skin only heightens the pleasure, making you arch off the bed in search of more contact. He bites down gently on your clit, feeling the pulse of your arousal course through his tongue as he sucks greedily, eager to bring you to the edge of orgasm once again.

Adrien watches from where he leans against the headboard, his hand still busy between his legs as he imagines being in Nikolai's place. The sight before him only serves to fuel his lust, making it difficult for him to keep quiet as you moan and writhe beneath their touch. "Fuck," he whispers, helpless against the intensity of desire that sweeps through him, "that looks so good."

"More?" Nikolai echoes, his voice hoarse with arousal as he pulls back just enough to glance between your legs. "You want more?" He grins wickedly and then dives back in, his tongue flicking over your sensitive flesh even faster, expertly bringing you closer to the brink of orgasm.

As if sensing that you're nearing your peak, Thomas moves closer, using a handful of hot wax to trace a line up from one of your nipples towards your other breast before finally letting it drip down between your breasts, eliciting another moan of pleasure. The feel of his fingers on your skin sends shivers down your spine and makes you arch into the touch even harder, desperate for release.

"More you shall have," Nikolai promises, his tongue dancing expertly over your clit as he feels you grow tighter and wetter beneath him. The sensation of Thomas' fingers painting wax across your skin heightens the pleasure, sending waves of desire coursing through your body. Your breath comes in short, sharp gasps now, each one carrying you closer to the edge of oblivion.

Adrien watches with growing arousal, his hand moving faster and more urgently as he imagines himself taking your place beneath Nikolai's skilled tongue and Thomas' patient fingers. "Maybe next time," he murmurs to himself, the thought only serving to fuel his own desires further.

As you approach your peak, Nikolai's mouth moves faster and more urgently over your sensitive flesh, sucking and licking with a precision that borders on possessive. Your hips buck up off the

Nikolai pulls back for just a moment, his eyes narrowing as they flicker between your spread legs and Adrien's hungry expression. With a grin of approval, he nods at the younger man, encouraging him to continue. The unexpected change in position throws you off balance for only a moment before Adrien's warm breath washes over your aching inner thighs. His hands move urgently between them, spreading your legs wide open as he kneels on the floor to get closer.

Your eyes meet his and for a brief moment, everything else fades away except for the connection that grows stronger with every look, every touch. He licks slowly at first, exploring the sensitive skin just above your knees before moving higher up your inner thighs until he reaches the soft curls hiding your moist folds from view. The heat of his breath sends waves of pleasure coursing through you and

Your hips push closer to Adrien's face as he draws ever closer to your aching center. Thomas watches with a satisfied smile, his fingers still playing with the wax on your skin, ready to take over again if needed. Nikolai stands close by, his erection straining against his pants as he watches the younger man work you open with such skill and desire. The room is filled with the sounds of your moans and gasps, punctuated by the wet noises coming from Adrien's mouth as he laps at your folds and curls closer to your clit.

His fingers slide between your legs, parting them even further as he presses against the sensitive bundle of nerves above. You arch off the bed with a cry, bucking your hips towards his touch in desperate search for relief. With one last, firm thrust of his index finger, he finds it and circles around and

Your legs tremble beneath you as your body recovers from the intense orgasm that rolled through you in waves, leaving you exhausted but completely satisfied. The room grows still once more, heavy with the aftermath of desire and lust. Nikolai moves to kneel beside Thomas at the end of the bed, their eyes meeting as they watch Adrien wipe his mouth with the back of his hand. "Impressive," he murmurs, a note of genuine appreciation in his voice.

Adrien glances up at them both, feeling his cheeks flush with pleasure from their praise. "Thank you." He pauses, then smirks as an idea comes to mind. "Would you like to see more?"

Nikolai and Thomas exchange amused glances before looking back at Adrien with expectant expressions. "We're listening," Nikolai says, arching an eyebrow as he tilts his head slightly to one side.

Adrien steps closer, the movement causing a ripple in the sheets that are still taut from your previous activities. His eyes flicker between Thomas and Nikolai before returning to rest on yours, holding your gaze with an intensity that makes you feel as though you're the only one in the room. Slowly, he undoes his pants and pushes them down along with his boxers, releasing his hard length free from confinement. It stands proud and erect before him, a testament to the effect that you all have had on him tonight.

With a confidence born of desire and practice, he begins stroking himself, watching as your gaze flickers between his hands and his cock, appreciating each smooth movement that brings him closer to release. "You liked what I did before," he says huskily, his voice low enough that only you can hear it clearly over the sound of skin on skin, "and Nikolai said I could do more... so here I am." His other hand reaches out to trace a line up your leg, stopping just short of cupping your breast through the thin fabric of your shirt. The air between you crackles with anticipation as he leans in closer, breath hot against your neck. "Would you like that?" he whispers.

Adrien's lips curve into a wicked smile against your skin as he hears your consent. His hand cups your breast through the thin fabric of your shirt, his thumb brushing teasingly over your nipple until it hardens beneath his touch. "That's it," he breathes, leaning in closer still so that you can feel the warmth of his body against yours. His other hand continues to stroke his cock, the rhythm growing faster and more urgent with each passing moment.

Nikolai and Thomas watch with growing excitement as they witness this new dynamic unfold between Adrien and you. They exchange knowing glances, their eyes speaking volumes about the things they'd like to do if given the chance, about how far they could all push these limits tonight if nobody was left unsatisfied.

Adrien kisses your neck before pulling away slightly, his gaze locked with yours as he watches the effect he has on you. "I want you to feel this," he says huskily, guiding his cock towards your wet entrance, pushing slowly inside until they're skin to skin. The sensation of him filling you sends a shiver down your spine and your hips instinctively arch up to meet his thrusts.

"God, that looks good," Nikolai murmurs with barely contained lust, his eyes roaming over the sight before him as he wonders what else they could do together tonight. Thomas doesn't say anything at all; instead, he watches avidly from where he kneels on the floor, his fists clenched tightly by his sides in an effort to remain still and keep control of himself.

Adrien lets out a moan at the feel of your hands on his back, drawing him deeper into the sensation. The pinch of Nikolai's fingers around one of your nipples sends shockwaves of pleasure coursing through you and heightens your awareness of how connected they all are in this moment, how every touch is part of a larger web of desire and lust. As he thrusts deeper into you, Adrien leans down once more to press his lips against yours, his tongue dancing with yours as their bodies move together in perfect rhythm.

"You're so wet," he whispers against your mouth before pulling back slightly to watch your face as he slides his hand between your legs, circling his fingers around your clit in time with each thrust of his hips. His other arm wraps tightly around you, holding you close as he takes what he wants and gives you everything you need. Your body tenses, readying itself for release, the anticipation building within you until it feels like you're about to explode from the inside out.

Nikolai looks up from where his fingers move over your breast and watches Adrien with a mixture of lust and envy as he takes in every expression on your face, every moan that escapes your lips, every movement of your body against their touch. Thomas' eyes are fixed on the sight before him, his chest rising and falling rapidly as he tries to maintain control over himself. He glances between you all, taking in the way each stroke connects them all in this intimate dance of desire and longing.

With a final thrust that drives him deep inside you, Adrien comes with a hoarse cry that mingles with your moans of completion. His grip on you tightens as he holds himself over you, his body trembling with the force of his org