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Good Morning

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I slept in, but when I woke up, it was quiet. So, I went to take a pee, and when I came out, there were a bunch of boys in the living room.

Just reading, but I blinked, and stood there a second. Still half asleep, it took a while for my brain to think.

Juice, I was heading to the kitchen to get some juice. I shook my head, and went back to get a pair of pants out of my room.

I wore the usual teeshirt, and panties to bed, so my armpits didn’t sweat, and I didn’t have to stick them out from under the covers, but I just folded them up between my legs, so my thighs didn’t stick together.

I blushed, ashamed that all those boys nearly saw me in my underwear, and looked in the mirror. I pulled my hair down, from the tangle on one side, and wiped drool off my cheek.

My mouth tasted like sleep, and I really wanted that juice from the fridge, but there were all those boys out there, where they could see me. Finally, I decided that I looked okay, and stopped fussing with my hair.

Some of them looked up when I walked quickly across the living room, then went back to their books. I guessed mom, and dad were teaching them a lesson? I don’t know, I wasn’t asking, because I was too scared to open my mouth, but they left a note on the fridge.

When they would be back, and no mention of the living room full of boys. One came in to grab a cup of coffee, as if he lived there, and he did this every morning. Like he was my brother or something. I turned to put the juice back in the refrigerator, but my heart was beating out of control, and I tried to breathe.

Just breathe, Ella. When I closed the door, he was gone, and I was alone in the kitchen. So, I let out my breath, and patted my heart. Now, I was trapped in the kitchen, and I had no idea where to go.

I felt lost, all of a sudden. Even my own kitchen looked weird. For a second, I tried to convince myself that I was in the wrong house, because that many boys didn’t live here, and they never just sat around the living room, reading.

So, I peeked out of the kitchen, to see if they were really there, only now they were standing up. Waiting for me.

“Hey, Ella.” I backed up, when they started walking toward me.

“Who are you, and what are you doing in here?” They crowded in the door, and some of them had to turn sideways to fit through, 2 at a time.

“We just wanted to see you.”

“You’re such a beautiful girl.”

“We just had to see you.”

I looked around, trying to see who was speaking, but then I backed into a corner, and they started kissing my face. My neck, they pulled me out to surround me, and there were so many hands all over my body.

Pulling my shirt up, and feeling me under it. My pants down, and rubbing my legs. Squeezing my butt, and their fingers felt so wet until I realized that was me right before they entered me.

“UH!” It felt so amazing, I just gave into it, and they picked me up. So I was floating on a sea of hands, with hot hungry mouths kissing me all over, licking my skin, and sucking my nipples. Wiggling into my sex, and even my ass crack.

“Huh?” I opened my eyes, and rolled over in bed. Alone, but as horny as I’ve ever been. Of course, it was just a wet dream, but it felt so real, and I never dreamed of being gangbanged like that before.

When I masturbated, it came really quickly, and such an overpowering orgasm, I just slowly caught my breath, and let the fading tingles of pleasure carry me away.

Like all those boys’ hands, in the kitchen…

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  • Reply Carol ID:1zgf67y8ra

    Amazing story!

    • Psiberzerker ID:1i2lz52uqra

      Thanks!