Corina's Weekend

Corina bolted up with a mumbled “eemone.” She was alone. There were no men holding her down, no gag keeping her quiet. She looked at the time. It was 3:00am.

She lay back down and calmed herself. After a while she began to drift off to sleep again, but something in her mind told her not to go back to sleep here. She got up, slid into her robe and slippers, and went over Justin’s house.

It was starting to rain, so she checked the patio door which was unlocked. Hoping Justin wouldn’t mind, she opened the door and quietly went in and lie down on the couch and fell instantly asleep. She dreamed they were dancing again. They were kissing and caressing her and she never wanted it to stop.

Some people have the uncanny knack to wake up at a set time without the aid of an alarm clock or the sum shining though their windows. Others can sleep so soundly that they need particularly loud alarm clocks, or to be vigorously shaken. Justin, Jeremy, and Anthony all subscribed to the former. At precisely 6:00, they woke up.

As they left the bedroom, they were met by an unusual and very pleasant sight. Corina was on the couch wearing nothing but a light robe which was slightly open, revealing her young, lovely body. Her left leg was laying across the back of the couch while her right was dangling down the front. Her right hand was on her right thigh at the junction of the leg and crotch, the other hand was on her right breast.

The three men approached Corina quietly. The smell of her excitement and pleasure reached their noses and enticed them. Physically excited, they drew closer as their rods grew harder in their pants. Animals would have taken her. They would even believe that she was asking for it. But these men were not animals. Carefully so as not to wake her, they put her back on the couch properly. Although they couldn’t resist caressing some regions of her body, they remained away from those areas where they knew their resistance to her sexual call would break down. Finally, after straightening her robe, they placed a light blanket over her.

They went out on the patio with their coffee. “Someone,” said Justin, “should go next door and get her some clothes to wear before the workers get here.” But, at that moment, they heard voices move into the yard next door. “So much for that idea.”

Anthony got up and poured more coffee. “After what I just saw, I think I might explode if I don’t get a piece of her.”

“I feel the same way, Ant,” responded Justin, “but don’t forget she’s a minor and a sweet kid.”

“You know,” said Jeremy, “she kinda reminds me of Linda Hardin.”

“Yeah, but ‘Hard-on’ did it on purpose,” Justin replied. They sat there talking about girls in the past and trying to get their minds off of the lovely child in the next room for about half an hour, and then Justin got up to fix breakfast.

Corina woke up to the smell of eggs, sausages and toast. Justin, Jeremy, and Anthony were standing above her in front of the couch. Justin was carrying a lap tray with breakfast on it. She sat up. “You guys are so sweet.”

Actually,” responded Justin, “this is a …umm…consolation prize.”

“What?”

“We have bad news for you. You have to stay here, with nothing more to wear than what you have.”

She looked confused. “Why?”

“Because the workers are already in your backyard. We were going to go get you something, and then they showed up. If you go over there, dressed like that, we three could end up in jail.” As she ate, the three men explained all the complications that could arise from someone seeing her leave here wearing just her pajamas. They didn’t let her know that they knew she was just wearing a robe. “Sure, they may say nothing, and overall, it’s your choice if you really want to go home like that.”

Corina thought about this while she ate. She didn’t realize, last night when she came over, that she didn’t have her night gown on. She had been half asleep, and in the dream (which had been fresh in her mind) she was wearing a nightgown. The most important factor was her walking over to her house in just her robe. The thought of what those men might do made up her mind. She felt that she could trust Jason, Justin and Anthony.

“OK,” she said when she had finished eating. “I hope I won’t be too much bother.”

“No way, kiddo, we like having you around.”

She stood up, gave each man a hug around the neck and then trotted off to the bathroom. It was the first time the men got a good look at her robe. It was peach colored silk with two sets of tie strings, this they knew. They didn’t know that it came to about 3 inches below her buttocks, and gave the impression that her legs ended at her waist. The three inch heeled slippers helped the illusion.

The men were already back on the patio when she returned. For some reason, they were a lot more aware of the way she walked (one foot directly in front of the other), the way her hips and breasts wiggled, and the way her hair flounced. It was very hard to keep their eyes off those areas they most wanted to survey. She walked up to Jeremy, who was still sitting closest to the door, and sat down on his lap. “Can we still practice kissing? I really liked that. Dancing, too.”

“Sure,” replied Jeremy, “We’ll play a kissing game. We can dance later.”

“How about a nice lap game?” Anthony asked as he got up to get a fresh cup of coffee.

“What’s that?” she asked. Jeremy and Justin were looking at Anthony, also curious about this ‘lap game’.

“Well, you sit on each of our laps for half an hour each until say,” he looked at his watch,” noon. That gives each lap three times. Jeremy, of course, gets five extra minutes.”

“And what happens at noon?” Corina inquired.

“You tell us whose lap is the most fun to sit on and they win a prize.”

“And what’s the prize,” Justin asked, pouring out for Corina, Anthony, and himself. Corina had laid her head down on Jeremy’s shoulder and looked into Anthony’s eyes. Jeremy was lightly caressing her, his large hand nearly encircling her upper arm.

“How about anything they want up to $100? And the other two have to buy it.”

They all agreed and then started on other topics, one of which was whether she always wore high heels. “Well, there are times when I’m not allowed to, but otherwise, yes. They keep my legs toned up.” She raised one leg to emphasize the fact, holding her robe down in front.

By noon they weren’t talking a lot. Jeremy and Anthony had started up a card game, but most of the time was spent kissing and caressing Corina, who had been in a totally silent daze for the last hour and a half.

Her pussy was on fire, and her nipples were so hard that they hurt. She was especially aware of each huge, hard cock she sat on, especially when they rode her crack.

Justin, who was holding her last, stood up, scooping her into a cradle carry. Her robe parted at the waist, granting the men, once again, a view of her heavenly region. Silver drops of dew sparkled in her mound as Justin carried her into the bedroom, his pants straining to contain his hunger for her. Jeremy and Anthony followed.

He placed her on the bed. Each man kissed her long and deep, and then they turned to leave her to her own pleasure. “Don’t go,” she half whispered, half moaned.

The men dropped their pants and lay down beside her. Jeremy lay down between her legs, his head resting on her thigh. The excitement of the morning, and the perfumes of four people in a full state of hunger, led to an easy release. Half an hour after they had lain down, her young, tender body was covered in the men’s juices, and Jeremy was taking her pleasure to higher levels, with the use of his mouth.

She had given herself three orgasms, the third and best, corresponding with the sensation of three hot, sticky loads blowing against her legs, belly and breast. As Jeremy’s mouth started kissing the inside of her thigh, she knew that the best had yet to come.

Justin and Anthony began to clean her belly and chest with their tongues, just as Jeremy’s mouth reached her, still hot, hole. A shudder ran through her tiny body, as his tongue flicked lightly across her clit on its way to her virgin cunt. His tongue started looping around her hole as the other two finished cleaning her and headed toward her tits. As Jeremy explored her wet pussy, she learned the joy of having two mouths, simultaneously licking and sucking on and around her nipples.

Jeremy moved down to her asshole as Justin began to move up to her mouth. His mouth wrapped around hers, and he ate the scream of sheer pleasure that came when Jeremy’s tongue entered her brown hole. Anthony, too, came up for her scream, as Jeremy worked her sexual area like an artist painting a masterpiece.

Suddenly, the mouths were gone from hers. She would have complained, if she hadn’t been totally venting her pleasure. Then, briefly, Jeremy’s mouth left her burning holes. She felt his finger press against her asshole as Justin’s mouth took up the assault on her creaming pussy. Someone was pinching her clit, as the three men passed her cunt around, and Jeremy’s finger slid into her ripe asshole and squirmed around.

“OH FUCK,” she screamed as paroxysms of pleasure wracked her young body. Her mind exploded in a cacophony of colors as the men worked her over. “FUCK! … EAT ME! … SHIT!” She could no longer make words, as the three words did wonders.

It seemed to last an eternity, an eternity in which her mind was completely separated from reality. There was only her and the orgasm. She didn’t care what they did to her, as long as she kept cumming. But it did end. It had to end.

They slowly brought her back to reality. She looked at the three wet, smiling faces that were moving to her head. She was exhausted and her stomach was tired and a little sore. The three men kissed her, sharing her own juices with her.

They then pulled her on top of Justin, whose prick had regrown and was placed between her legs. All four lay down together, and soon, she had drifted off to sleep.

When she awoke, she was still lying on Justin, her tits squeezed against his chest, his still hard prick resting along her ass line. Her pussy and ass were a little sore, but in an erotic sort of way. She moved carefully down Justin so as not to wake the men, until she was off of him and could get a good look at his prick.

All three men were hard, and she studied them all. She didn’t realize the variety that cocks could come in. As far as she could guess, Anthony was the smallest. His prick was perhaps seven inches long and she could just wrap her hand around it. The head was smooth and purple, with a slight cum crust. There was a slight curve down straight up, and his balls were large and heavy.

Justin’s was about nine inches long and just barely wider than Anthony’s. It was almost perfectly straight. His balls were considerably larger.

Jeremy’s cock, however, was huge. It was about ten or eleven inches long, with a curve up and to the right. It was so thick, that, when she took hold of it, there was at least an inch gap between her thumb and finger. The foreskin was still intact, covering the head and looking just a little alien. Although his balls were not as big as Justin’s, they were just as heavy.

She stole a glance up, and saw that they were awake and watching her. She felt the flush of embarrassment, but continued to explore their manhood. It was a strange sensation, to feel how smooth the skin around the hardened shafts. They were very warm and pleasant to her fingertips.

She lightly stroked all three, fascinated at how they jumped and how the balls writhed in their sacks. She let the hairs tickle her fingers. She led her fingernails up the length of Anthony’s prick and around the head, smiling at the soft moan he gave.

For fifteen minutes, she teased and played with the pricks. Finally, as she was tickling Jeremy’s and Anthony’s balls, she moved over to Justin’s. She lightly kissed his balls, and then slowly licked her way up his shaft. He held it up for her, and she wrapped her mouth around her first cock. Due to the excitement, and the view of that pretty face wrapped, lovingly around a hard prick, all three men felt the contraction of their balls, and the slow burn of their cum rushing up their shafts.

They all blew at the same time. Jeremy and Anthony both exploded voluminous loads of jizz onto her face and in her hair, while Justin’s acrid load blasted into her mouth. At first, she choked on it, but then, she did her best to swallow it while she pumped the other two. She pumped and sucked until they were dry, finishing off each man with her mouth.

She wasn’t sure how she felt about the feel, smell and taste of the product of her work. There was a certain appeal, even though it seemed a little gross, but the look on the three men’s faces made her enjoy the sensation.

The men started kissing her, not seeming to care that they were tasting themselves on her lips and face. In actuality, they enjoyed sharing with her, as they were already used to the taste of each other, having experimented on each other in their youth, and being there for each other when needed.

Eventually, Justin got a towel and cleaned her up. They went into the living room and put a movie on. The three men sat on the couch, and Corina lay across their laps, with her head on Justin’s. Lazily, they caressed her body as she toyed with Justin’s limp prick until she dozed off.

She awoke, about an hour later, from a dream of passion and pleasure, to find that Jeremy was no longer on the couch. Her pussy, responding to the dream and the continuing ministrations from the men, was once again getting hot.

When Jeremy returned, he had three glasses of beer. “Can I get you anything, Princess?” he asked her setting the glasses down.

“Can I have a beer?”

Jeremy looked at Justin. “I don’t know,” the latter responded. “We could get into a load of trouble.”

“Please? I won’t tell anyone, and my mom and dad let me have one occasionally, and you let me have one last night.”

He thought about it for a minute, sipping his own. “OK, you may have ONE beer.”

She gave him a hug as Jeremy went to get her beer. When he came back, she was sitting on the floor, with her legs folded beneath her. She looked very hot sitting in that position, completely nude. “I just thought of something,” he said to her. “You never told us who won.” She looked at him quizzically. “The game,” he reminded her, “whose lap was the most fun to sit on?”

“Oh,” she said, the thought of the game bringing warmth to her body. “Umm … I can’t decide. I guess you all win.”


“Oh no,” responded Jeremy. “We can’t ALL win. We can only have ONE winner.”

She thought about this for a minute, taking a sip of her beer. “Then I guess you all lose. It was just as much fun on everybody’s lap.” She flashed the men a playful smile as she took another sip of her beer.

The men looked at each other. “Sounds about right,” said Anthony.

They sat for a while, talking about various aspects of their lives. Corina learned that, unfortunately, Jeremy and Anthony would be leaving on Monday, as they had to get back to work and school. They were trying to find work here, but until then they had to go home.

It was two-thirty, when they realized that they hadn’t had lunch yet. Anthony got up to get sandwiches and drinks. Justin and Jeremy started to talk about work possibilities, while Corina played a video game. When Anthony returned, they ate in silence.

Shortly after lunch, they decided to watch a movie. Choosing the movie wasn’t exactly easy. Each person wanted their favorite. It was Justin that came up with the solution.

“Have you ever seen an adult movie?” he asked Corina.

“No, I am only fifteen, you know.”

“So,” said Anthony. “We saw our first when we were fourteen.”

“Your parents let you watch adult films at fourteen?!” Her eyes were so big it was almost comical.

“No, silly,” responded Jeremy. “While they were out one day, we snuck in and watched one of my parents’ movies.”

“You were bad boys,” she said with mock sternness.

“Yup,” they responded in unison.

Choosing the movie was easy, now, as Justin had a brand new movie. He put it on, and the four sat together (Corina was actually on the floor in front of them), and watched the movie.

Corina didn’t know what to expect, but she certainly wasn’t expecting what she saw. Every sexual act that could be performed with people was portrayed in the movie. There was one on one sex, homosexual sex (two girls), heterosexual, multiple girls on one guy and multiple guys on one girl. There was anal sex, oral sex, and even a scene where a woman had a man in her pussy, ass and mouth at the same time.

At first, Corina was a little weirded out, but after sticking it out, it began to get interesting. She noticed that the men were thoroughly enjoying the movie, and suspected that they would like to use that four-way idea on her. She knew, though, that they would never force her.

When the movie ended, all three men were hard and her pussy was very warm and wet. She had been sitting in between Anthony’s legs, and decided she might be wise to help the men, and that she should try to keep control.

Her beer glass was finally empty, which prompted her to pout at Justin as she turned around. His only reaction was to smile apologetically.

She smiled sweetly at him, and stuck out her tongue. Anthony started laughing. “You are so mean,” he told Justin.

Corina had turned around, and was letting her fingers trace little patterns on the inside of Anthony’s thighs. She slowly let her fingers slop up to his balls. He moaned and sat back as her fingers tickled his balls and shaft.

“Would you like me to suck your cock?” she asked. “Just you and me, no distractions.”

“Oh yeah,” he responded.

She smiled and brought his prick to her mouth. “You can talk dirty if you want to.”

She kissed his head and rubbed it against her face. She had paid particular attention to the blowjob portions of the movie, so that she knew something about giving head. She rubbed the head against her lips and tongue, getting another moan from Anthony. Her fingers were lightly tickling his balls as she licked and sucked on the head of his hard cock.

“Mmm,” he moaned. “That’s it. Suck my cock, baby.” She sucked it all into her mouth, choking on it a bit when it hit the back of her throat. “That’s it. Oh SHIT, that feels good.”

She turned slightly pink as she pulled his cock out of her mouth and licked/sucked/kissed all the way down to his balls. She drew them into her mouth, one at a time, while her fingernails tickled his shaft. Then she slowly worked her way back up the shaft.

Once again, she put his whole prick into her mouth. She sucked in hard, and slowly pulled his prick out to his head. Then she let it slide all the way back into her mouth again. She continued doing this, and each time the head reached the front of her mouth, her tongue would flick across it and wrap briefly around the head. She found that the more she played with it, the more she liked it. She was also enjoying the reaction that she was getting out of Anthony.

After about fifteen minutes, she felt Anthony’s balls tighten in her cupped hand. His prick started to pulse, and soon his cum was filling her mouth. Anthony’s juice was sweeter than Justin’s, and it didn’t come out as fast as Justin’s had. Instead, it was like sucking hot ice cream through the bottom of a cone. She sucked his head and pumped his shaft, finishing him off like she had done the trio earlier.

After she was finished, she went over to Jeremy. She performed on him with a few changes, studying the response of his body. It took twenty minutes and Jeremy’s load exploded into her hungry mouth. This load was saltier than either of the other two, but still oddly appealing. His load was also larger than Anthony’s, and came out so fast that some escaped from her mouth. She took is as much as she could. But the feel of his cum sliding down her chin accentuated her already fiery mood.

When Jeremy was finished, she scraped the cum off her chin, sat back and, crossing her arms, gave a stern look away from Justin.

“Aww, that’s not fair,” Justin complained.

She looked at him. His prick was swollen and purple and his balls were tight. She stuck her tongue out at him for a few seconds, and then she smiled.

“Just kidding,” she said as she went to him.

He gave her a playful tug on her hair as she took hold of his prick. “Brat.”

Once again, she felt the warm soft head of a prick rub against her lips. I could really learn to like this she thought. She let her tongue play across his head as she caressed his balls. Although her jaws were tired, she still wanted his prick. She wanted his cum.

She didn’t have to wait long. Having watched her service Anthony and Jeremy, Justin’s prick was already primed. His cum poured into her mouth readily, and she sucked it down, cooing. She pumped his cock, sucking down his cum to the last drop.

When Justin was finished, she stood up. “You guys stay where you are,” she commanded. She lay down in the middle of the floor and began to play with herself.

There was something about the exhibitionalism of the situation that made her already hot pussy, even hotter. Her fingers felt cool to the wet folds of her pussy. She knew it wouldn’t take long for her to have her orgasm, and she wondered how long the relief would last. There was something about these men that got into her very soul.

She wanted them, all three of them, and she knew that they wanted her. The vision of them taking turns with her came into her head, and suddenly, it was like they were giving her pleasure. She rubbed herself, imagining that it was them. She even fingered her own ass, as Jeremy had done earlier.

She had no idea, nor did she care how long she played with herself. She barely heard her own squeaks and screams of pleasure. Her orgasm was the best she had ever given herself before, although it did not compare to what the men had done, and when she came down, she realized that there was no way that she, by herself, was going to extinguish the fire that, even now, smoldered in her body. When she opened her eyes, she was even more aware of this, as just so much as looking at the men began to re-kindle her passion.

In a valiant attempt to hide her need, she stood up slowly. “How was that?”

“Incredible,” they stated in unison.

They all stood up and gave her a hug and a kiss. They helped her put her robe back on, and then put their own pants on. All four then sat down to rest, the men, for the time being, spent. Justin ordered pizza and, bowing to pressure from Jeremy and Anthony, allowed Corina to have more beer.

They spent the rest of the evening talking, playing games and dancing. At about 3:00am, Corina convinced them to let her sleep on the couch instead of the bed, where they were expecting her to sleep alone.

“After all, it’s a huge bed and it would be a waste with just me in it and you three on the floor.”

Shortly after she had gone to sleep, the men realized that she had forgotten to get some clothes from her house. Jeremy went over and got her something to wear, grabbing the first things he could (he didn’t want to go through her stuff), because they were planning to take her out. They then went to bed.