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was borne by the fabric underneath my back, and if it weren’t for the exposure in front of all these men, which I’d almost gotten used to, this might be a comfortable way to relax.
    For what felt like twenty or thirty minutes, the men massaged me with scented oils. Their strong hands eased my neck and shoulders, my tired limbs, and I grew so relaxed I was in danger of falling asleep. But then the massage turned more erotic, moving to my breasts, my throat, my thighs, and finally my sex.
    Once again, wetness built between my legs, and by the time I heard condom packages tear I was desperate to have a cock inside me again.
    The swing spun in a slow circle, letting me view the whole room, and I realized that all six of the men stood in a circle around me, all hard, all wearing nothing but masks and condoms. Were they all going to fuck me at once?
    Luke grabbed a set of handles on the swing and pulled me toward him. His cock slid into my wetness with ease and he tugged on the handles, pumping, using the strength in his arms and his hips to drive deep inside me. He let go and I swung back. Another man caught me from behind and redirected the swing to push me toward one of the others.
    Before I could even register the movement, another man’s cock was inside me, and he was thicker. His cock stretched me, hitting places the others hadn’t. I closed my eyes, absorbing it all, not able to move, not wanting to.
    The swing arched back again and I was passed around a few times, just swinging, no penetration. I opened my eyes. Someone pulled the swing up high and held me suspended for a moment facing a man with a red silk mask. My eyes opened wider as I stared at his cock. He was impossibly huge. Longer and thicker than any of the men so far, and the man himself was tall. I’d guess six and a half feet.
    As I swung toward him, I caught a glimpse of his dark eyes under his mask. He caught me and rubbed his cock against my wetness. The swing rose, and I realized it was on pulleys and that someone was adjusting my body to his height.
    One of the other men came over and parted my folds as the big man grabbed the handles down near my hips and glided himself partway inside me. I gasped as he tugged the swing forward, then pulled back in shallow motions, penetrating me just an inch or two each time.
    The other man squirted lube onto the place where we joined, and rubbed his hand along the exposed parts of other man’s cock. As he did this the men kissed, and it was one of the hottest things I’d ever seen. Two gorgeous men kissing while one stroked the base of a huge cock that was partly inside me.
    The man with the lube then turned his attention to me, kissing me deeply and fondling my breasts as the other man continued to swing me slowly, pushing in farther each time.
    When the swinging motions became stronger, harder, deeper, the other man stopped kissing me and rested his hand on my belly as the other man’s cock thrust into me up to the hilt. The man fucking me was so thick I wondered if the other man’s hand could feel the cock through the walls of my belly. The man timed his swings with his powerful thrusts, his balls slapping my ass each time he hit home, and the sensations spread through my body like a wildfire.
    My position changed. The pulleys altered the swing’s angle to raise my back and head, and gravity added to the force of each thrust, the deepness of the penetration. I’d never felt a cock in so deep.
    I exploded again, pulling my back up off the swing as my insides convulsed—as my whole body shuddered—shaking and thrashing and greedily grasping at the cock inside me.
    The man stopped thrusting, and still lodged inside me, he pressed his thumb onto my clit, moving his cock slowly inside me as I rode out my contractions. When he withdrew his still rock-hard cock, I gasped. My insides burned, throbbing but still wanting more. He pushed the swing back, and I flew across the room, caught by another man who pushed