Nancy Collins, Miss World Bikini

The door opened and there stood Tom. "Wow," he said, as he looked me up and down. "You look gorgeous."

He stood aside as I walked into a very spacious suite. The other three men were already in the large living room sitting around a fairly large bar height table with a glass top. Playing cards were scattered on it. It was round and featured tall-upholstered chairs that I found out were very comfortable. They all stood as I approached them.

"This is Nancy Collins, but I think you may know her."

We all shook hands. They all looked great, and just as I remembered them.

"This is a lovely suite." I said to Tom.

"Well I had all these Marriott points, and I upgraded so we could have a nice place to get together." He replied.

Through another pair of large double doors I could see an elegantly appointed bedroom with a large king size bed. A canopy topped it with white diaphanous material hanging from it. It looked like a honeymoon suite.

"Is Valerie not here?" I asked.

"Well she called, and said she had run into an old friend, but would try to make it in time for dinner."

Tony, Greg and Jack had sat back down.

I felt a little awkward.

"Look Tom, it looks like you have a guy thing going here, and if Valerie isn't going to make it I don't want to spoil anything. Perhaps I should just meet you later for dinner."

"Please stay Terry, we all want you to. The poker was just a time killer for this afternoon."

I looked at the other guys. "Are you sure? Because I really don't mind meeting later."

They all smiled and Jack said, "Absolutely. Right now we need a break from guy talk."

I noticed a bar in the far corner of the large room.

I was still a little doubtful, but as I looked at them, what I saw was four mature men, all quite older than me, and two of them my father's age. My worries faded. They were mature and responsible. Mostly they made me feel safe. Plus Tom was watching out for me.

"Well just so I won't feel like a wallflower, I'll play hostess, bring the drinks, and we can all catch up with each other."

Tony, "Anything that involves you walking around the room in those heels and that sexy dress is a great idea."

"Tony, you are going to make me blush."

While this was going on Tom had poured me a glass of wine. I hopped up onto one of the chairs and my skirt was riding high on my legs, and already they were glancing at my legs through the glass top. I crossed them to be more comfortable, which gave them a good look at my bare legs above my stockings. I pulled my reluctant skirt down to cover my stocking tops.

Greg looked at me, "Nancy, could I ask you a very personal question, but I don't want to be accused of sexual harassment."

I smiled at him, "Greg you can ask me anything you want, and I'll let you know if it's sexual harassment, or sexual enjoyment."

"Well, what do you think about panty hose?" he said.

"Honestly Greg. What a question. If you must know, I hate them. I love bare legs in the summer and stockings and a garter belt in the winter, and if you are wondering about now? "

I stood up on the rung of my tall chair, placing me well above their head level, demurely put one knee in front of the other and pulled up my dress just far enough to show them a little thigh above my stocking tops. "Does that answer your question?" I laughed as I dropped my skirt and sat back down.

All of their eyes had got very big when I had raised my skirt, and I was enjoying the moment.

"You have beautiful legs Nancy." Said Tony smiling.

Jack looked like he needed a refill, so I went to him and picked up his glass and made my way across the room, my skirt clinging to my legs as I walked.

I had crossed a bridge, and I knew it. My showing my legs was letting them know that I was enjoying their company and their eyes. I began to think that I just might be able to have the courage to live my fantasy. I was starting to feel very comfortable with them . . . and bolder.

I took his glass back and stood next to him for a moment. Before I could move he put his arm around me and gently pressed the side of my breast.

"How about this, do you feel sexually harassed now?"

"Oh Jack, you are very naughty, but the fact is I like being touched by people who know the difference between pawing and caressing."

His hand dropped down to my bottom, and he gently squeezed me.

I moved away from him. "You have lovely hands Jack, and just so you are gentle, touching is OK. When I offered to leave I was really happy when you let me know that you wanted me to stay. Any girl loves to be the center of a man's attention, and any girl would love to be the center of the attention of four handsome men. A girl doesn't dress like I am to hide herself, she wants to show herself at her best and be desirable... whew, sorry for the little speech".

With that I leaned over giving him a great look at my cleavage, and kissed him gently on the lips. I was very aware that my words were also an invitation that it was OK to touch.

Tom, Greg and Tony had watched this little episode with great interest. I sat back down letting them see lots of leg and thigh.

There was a little awkward silence as they digested my comments.

Jack mercifully broke the silence. "That was quite a show you put on at the pool this afternoon." He said, smiling at me. "I got a great shot with my cell phone as you walked around the back side of the pool."

With that he took out his cellphone and brought up the movie he had made. He passed it to me. It made me realize how very flimsy my yellow bikini was. My breasts were almost bouncing out of the skimpy top, and his camera followed me as I passed where he was sitting, the view of my rear end undulating as I walked was very provocative. But it was the frontal view that showed the inadequacy of my cover. My mound was barely covered, and with the little triangle of pale yellow I appeared naked at a quick glance. I handed the phone back to him. Greg looked at me and asked, "Do you mind if I look?" Ever the gentleman.

I was blushing as I nodded my OK.

"Wow" was all Tony could say, as they passed around the phone, each of them looking at the pictures. Tom was grinning broadly and Greg kept looking at me and back to the little screen.

"Let me know when you wear that again. I want to be there." He said.

"Now I know why they call you Miss Bikini." Tom added.

I laughed, "Actually there is no Miss Bikini. I was a contestant in the Miss Nebraska beauty pageant, and I was awarded first place in the swimsuit category. It wasn't a bikini, it was a one piece, and we all wore the same color bathing suit. That was a name someone came up with on campus after the pageant, and it stuck." I explained.

I got up and stepped over beside Tom's chair.

"Can I get you another drink?" I asked him smiling. He looked up at me and smiled back, and reaching under my skirt he ran his hand up my leg and fondled my bottom, then dropped his hand and felt between my thighs before withdrawing his hand and picking up his glass, and handing it to me. I then stepped over to pick up Greg's glass and he slid his hand up the back of my legs and slipped his fingers between my legs. Things were starting to move faster and I was loving this, and getting very turned on.

I stepped away from him as he began to get too invasive, and breathing a little heavier, I went over to Tony.

"Tony, everyone else has checked out my lingerie, it's only fair that you get your turn."

Tony looked at me steadily without blinking and slipped his hand under my skirt in the front and with the back of his hand slid it up between my legs until his fingertips were pressing against my mound. I could feel my pubic hair being pressed just a little through my flimsy panties.

I went to the bar and poured myself another white wine. I was very aroused, and I wasn't sure what I was doing, or where it would lead, but I had started something and I didn't want to stop. I had this strong desire to be taken by all of them. My fantasy was to be loved by two men. But why not four? I just hoped that they would let me lead. I didn't want to be raped. I might be asking for trouble but I was betting on their character.

By now my panties are soaked. I went back to the table as they freely began to feel under my skirt, feel my legs, feel my bottom, and slide their fingers into my crotch. I kept moving around the table. At one point Jack went to the bathroom, and when he came back, standing behind me, he put his arms around my waist, and kissing my neck he cupped my breasts and took my nipples between his fingertips and pressed a very good erection against my rear end. Then he kissed my neck again before dropping his hands and sitting down.

I sat back on my high chair and Tony immediately stood up and came to me. He put his hands under my skirt and pushed it up until he was caressing my hips, and then he pressed his tongue in my mouth and we were kissing as he felt my legs and hips.

He whispered, "If you think things are getting out of hand, just say the word and I'll take you back to your room."

"I am enjoying this so much Tom, but if things change I will say something."

By now I was very warm and I needed to do something about my sodden panties. I headed for the bathroom, and quickly stripping off the black undergarment, I rinsed it out and hung the panties on a towel rack. Then I bathed my pussy in cool water, patted it dry and went back to the living room.

They were waiting for me when I came out of the bathroom.

"Nancy, you are driving us crazy. We want you to let us make love to you but if you don't want that, we completely understand, but you are making it very difficult for us, after all mere mortals can hardly cope being with a goddess." Said Greg smiling.

"Well, I just had to rinse my panties, you have me so aroused. I really don't want to leave now, your hands and kisses plus two glasses of wine have made me a little more than just receptive. I would love to make love with all of you. I'm not sure I can handle all of you, but I will try." I took a deep breath. "Please don't hurt me, be gentle, respect my wishes and stop if I ask. I truly want to give you pleasure, and God knows you are already teasing me to distraction. all of you." I paused and looked at them as they took in my words.

" Come and stand around me so I can kiss you all and feel your bodies against mine." I asked. They all moved to fulfill my request.

I closed my eyes as they made a tight circle around me, and I opened them and was looking at Tom, and I put my arms around Tom's neck and we probed our mouths with our tongues. I was being pressed between four men, and I turned to my right and found Greg's mouth on mine. Now I could feel hands pulling up my skirt, another hand was sliding my spaghetti straps off my shoulders and then unzipping the back of my dress. At that point I closed my eyes and surrendered to them. My dress slipped down my body and was stopped by my gold chain belt. I was naked from the waist up except for the strand of pearls. There were eight hands and 40 fingers roaming my body, as I turned and found another pair of willing lips. Hands were pulling up my skirt. There was a hand on my mound and then I felt a long finger sliding between my legs, pausing to press against my clit. Hands were squeezing my bottom, my breasts were being fondled and squeezed, and now a hand was pressing between my legs, and as I turned to kiss another pair of willing lips, my legs began to buckle as the sheer joy of what was happening to me caused me to have an orgasm from the intimate attentions I was getting from four lovely men. I pulled my top up so I could release my belt, which then fell to the carpet. I was clad only in stockings, a garter belt and high heels, and I was willingly being ravished. I was living my fantasy. I opened my eyes.

The men stepped back and began to undress.

"Please just stand there for a moment while we look at you." Said Tony.

I closed my eyes and was aware of clothing being removed. Someone took my hand, and then led me to the bedroom. I had decided to keep my eyes closed and not wonder about who was doing what to me. Laying me gently on the bed I was conscious of pillows being placed under my hips and then someone parted my legs and I gasped with pleasure as a tongue touched my clit and began devilling me. Lips came to my lips kissing me and probing my mouth. Both breasts were being kissed and my nipples were erect and sensitive as they sucked and nibbled them. My clitoris was now prominent as my unknown lover continued to excite me. Fingers were finding my vagina, and I couldn't hold back as my body was jerking with the sweep of an orgasm, and my hands began to search for them and quickly found first one very erect cock and then another. The mouth that was giving me so much pussy pleasure suddenly was gone, and my legs were lifted and I was being entered, and I pushed against my unknown lover in my desire. He was slowly thrusting into me, and teasing as he withdrew, and then plunged again.

"Oh, Oh, Oh, oooooooh," I couldn't help making sounds as they were thrilling my entire body. I was making little cries of joy, and moving my hips against them.

I felt something against my lips; I opened my mouth slightly and knew that there was a cock trying to enter my mouth. I willingly opened it and took him in. I began to suck and tickle his glans with my tongue. Whoever was fucking me couldn't hold back any more and started fucking me in earnest, and then exploded quickly, and almost immediately he withdrew to be replaced by another fully erect penis that was a lot thicker and completely filled my very slippery vagina.

I was in ecstasy. I had repeated orgasms, and was never, never without hands and fingers exploring my body. There was always a cock in my mouth and one in my pussy, and I couldn't imagine they could keep going forever. At one point they turned me over onto my stomach and spreading my bottom, they entered my pussy from behind, and then they pulled up my hips until I was on my knees with my breasts dangling from my body. Someone lifted my head and put his cock against my lips as I opened my mouth to him and sucked him as the cock in my pussy thrust harder and harder, and someone else was laying under my tits and playing with one and sucking the other. Keeping my eyes closed was only increasing my passion and desire. Suddenly I became a little nervous when I felt a finger probing my anus, and he slipped it into me and I was afraid that someone was going to try to enter his cock into me, but the finger was withdrawn as they turned me on my back again, and I was fucked at least twice more. I had no idea how many times they had taken me, but I was so pleased that I was able to take them all, and enjoyed every minute of their loving. Finally I gasped, "God, please, please, stop." I began to cry. They all moved from me and they were holding both my hands. I was lying there, spread eagled, my legs parted and they were holding my hands, and I was crying with joy and rapture. I had never felt so good and so tired.

I opened my eyes, and brought my legs back together, and they were all grouped around my nude and thoroughly satiated body.

"Nancy, are you OK, why are you crying."

I smiled through my tears. "I have never been happier. You were all so wonderful and made it such an incredible experience."

I sat up in bed. My garter belt and stockings still intact. My heels had fallen of at some point, and I was still wearing my pearls and earrings.

"I want to take a shower," and I kissed each of them as I walked a little unsteadily to the bathroom, very conscious of the wetness of their seed running down my thighs. I stripped off my stockings and garter belt, and laid my pearls and earrings on the vanity and stepped into the shower.

It was a huge tiled shower with a large glass door and I wasn't surprised when Tom and Jack joined me. I would have liked to shower alone at that point but found it quite pleasant when they both began to rub me down with warm wet soapy cloths. My pussy was very tender, as were my nipples, and I had to ask them to be gentle.

"Tom, would you find my dress and shoes and leave me alone for a few minutes?"

They left the bathroom draped in towels, and soon the door reopened and Tom hung my dress on the back of the door and put my shoes down. Then he quietly closed the door and left me to complete my cleanup.

I took my time drying off, and dried my hair. My nylon panties dried quickly under the hair dryer, and I put them on, and I rinsed my stockings and rolled them in tissue to take back to my room. I then put my dress on loving the feel of it against my naked body, slipped into the heels, and stepped back into the room. I could still feel a little liquid seeping from my pussy onto my thighs. I didn't know how many times they had taken me. It was beyond my ability to count because it had been almost dreamlike for me, but I knew I had taken in a great deal of semen.

I looked at the clock as I entered the room. It was 7:35. I couldn't believe it. We had made love for over two hours but it seemied like a much shorter time.

They were all looking at me and smiling.

Jack spoke up. "I have no idea what to say to you except you are a goddess, and I am in love."

Tom, Greg, and Tony smiled and nodded in agreement.

I smiled, "Well you are all gods, and you were perfect. I cannot begin to describe the pleasure and joy that you gave me, and how I feel right now. But I really have to go and change. Do we still have a dinner date?"

"We certainly do, but I will get it pushed back to 8:30. If you like I'll come by for you." Said Tom.

"Thank you Tom."

And picking up my little purse, and my tiny bundle of damp undies, I kissed each of them tenderly pressing against them as I did, before walking out the door and going to my room.

I fell on the bed and wondered if what had happened in the hours since 5 pm had really happened. But yes it had. I had a very tender, slightly sore pussy to prove it, and my breasts were very tender. The fabric of my dress rubbing my nipples was not totally without a little discomfort. It was more than worth it. I would never forget the sheer joy of those delightful men giving me pleasure, as I hoped I had given them the same. It is not possible to put into words the thrill of being the object of four lovely men and their 8 hands, 40 fingers, four pairs of soft lips, and four lovely cocks. Most of all, the chances of having another perfect situation like that were almost impossible. I was a very lucky girl.

As much as I would just like to lie in bed and fall asleep, I needed to get ready for dinner with my four dates, and I didn't have much time.

It was pretty obvious that my pussy was going to seep, and so my only recourse was to put a tampon in my vagina, which would at least keep my panties and my dress from getting wet.

Tonight I would go bare legged, and wear an emerald green form fitting silky dress with a short flared skirt. I chose a pair of white lacy panties and to give my sore nipples a break a cotton bra that might help to stop my tender nipples from moving against my dress. Some emerald green costume jewelry finished my look and I was ready for the evening.

I love sexy clothes, and always favored skirts over pants, although when working I had found pants to be a very effective deterrent to aggressive male passengers who often couldn't resist trying to feel your legs, or looking up your short uniform skirt.

All too soon there was a knock on the door and Tom was ready to take me to dinner. He came in and took me in his arms and gently kissed me.

"You are incredible," he said.

"I loved everything about it. And I love you and your friends." I responded.