Queen Card

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The girl entered the room, immediately greeted by a giant Rubens painting. Looking around, she saw furniture and decorations in her favorite Rococo style, a scene of retro extravagance.

A man sat on the sofa, wearing a black mask and 18th-century French court attire, arms crossed, chin slightly raised.

"If you wore a wig, you'd really look like Louis XV in a mask," the girl said, lifting the layers of her skirt as she approached him.

The man pursed his lips, rose, pulled her into his arms, and kissed her passionately.

After a few fiery kisses, the girl gently pushed him away, giggling, "This outfit is suffocating me."

The man chuckled, then swept her up in his arms and laid her down on the large table.

The girl lay on the table, looking at the angel statue on the ceiling, and smirked. "I don't want it glaring at me."

"Baby, tonight's feast will start nicely on the table." The man glanced up at the statue, then lowered his head and pecked her pink lips, one hand sliding down her neck along her graceful curves… The girl trembled involuntarily and arched her back.

"Baby, you're still so sensitive…" A gentle laugh came from the girl's left.

The girl turned her head, and two men approached her, one wearing a gold mask, the other a red mask, both dressed in court attire. Hearing this, she frowned. "Don't you like it?"

"I like it," came the voice from her right.

The girl's heart leaped with joy, but turning her head, she saw it was the man wearing the white mask who spoke. She pouted; his liking was useless!

"Baby, what do you want to take off first?" the man in the black mask asked.

"The skirt!" the girl answered without hesitation. Although she wasn't wearing anything underneath, the skirt was too heavy, cinching her chest and waist, wrapping her up like a dumpling—it was incredibly uncomfortable.

"OK!" In an instant, eight hands reached for her. The man in the gold mask gently lifted her shoulders, raising her upper body off the table. The next second, he kissed her passionately.

The ribbon behind her back was pulled open, and as her chest relaxed, two hands covered her breasts. The right breast was gently pressed and circled, while the left breast was grasped and kneaded into different shapes.

"Mmm..." The girl immediately let out a comfortable moan, but the man in the gold mask swallowed her voice, kissing her even more tenderly.

Four hands reached down from below, pulling down her skirt while caressing her along her white lace stockings. Soon, the girl was naked except for stockings and high heels.

They lifted her buttocks, bent her legs, and made her step onto the table, spreading her legs wide to completely expose her private parts.

"Baby, you're so beautiful!" The man in the black mask stared intently at her luscious private parts and praised them, reaching out to caress the soft flesh, parting her labia with two fingers so that the two men standing beside him could also see clearly.

The man in the red mask immediately pressed his thumb against the clitoris in the petals, kneading and squeezing it incessantly. The man in the white mask extended his index finger, rubbing and circling it at the entrance of her vagina before inserting it inside.

"Ugh..." The girl couldn't bear their teasing and shook her head, whimpering.

The man in the gold mask immediately released her, instead kissing the corner of her mouth and whispering, "Baby, does it feel good?"

"Hoo..." The girl gasped for breath, her eyes half-closed in a daze, her face flushed red. She was almost oxygen-deprived; their hands felt like electric currents coursing through her body, stimulating her scalp.

The man in the white mask moved his index finger in and out of her tight, warm vagina a few times before pulling it out. He stared at his finger, glistening with nectar, and sighed, "She gets wet so quickly."

The man in the black mask sucked on his index finger without hesitation, a wicked and charming smile spreading across his face. "Baby's always so passionate; she's such a good learner."

The man in the white mask pursed his lips at his words and actions, then inserted his index finger back into the girl's secret place.

"Mmm..." the girl couldn't help but moan.

The index finger was only rotated once inside her before being withdrawn. The white-masked man, mimicking the black-masked man, lightly licked his own finger.

"How is it? Tastes good, doesn't it!" the black-masked man chuckled.

The white-masked man nodded, a beautiful smile playing on his lips.

"I love drinking your water, baby!" the red-masked man winked at the white-masked man, then also inserted his index finger into the girl's vagina and began to probe.

The three men took turns using their fingers to lick the girl's nectar, their movements causing her to writhe in discomfort. "Stop playing..."

the three obediently stopped. "Okay, we'll listen to you, baby. You're the queen today!"

Hearing "queen" brought the girl back to her senses. She had finally managed to flip the queen card today, but unfortunately, she drew four... "How do you want to play, baby?" the black-masked man asked with a smile.

The girl blankly replied, "I don't know..." This was the first time she had encountered a 1v4 situation, and honestly, she preferred to relinquish control.

"Saying that will be bad for you," the man in the gold mask whispered in her ear.

The girl looked at him pleadingly, asking softly, "What should I do?"

"Just like last Saturday, only with more people."

The girl's face burned even more as she recalled the wild night two weeks ago. But the next moment, she raised her head and puffed out her chest like a queen, ordering, "Take off your clothes!"

The four men obeyed, obediently removing their clothes, and soon four young, strong bodies were naked before her. She had already been trained to be a lecherous woman, and couldn't help but swallow, glancing at the four men's genitals—each one was impressively erect.

"Baby, who wants to go first?" the man in the red mask asked eagerly.

The girl glanced at the four men; she was familiar with their bodies and their methods of lovemaking. She drew a circle with her finger and pointed to the man in the gold mask.

He was the gentlest towards her.

The man in the gold mask smiled and walked towards her, "Baby, how about we go to the bed? The table is too hard; you'll be uncomfortable."

The girl smiled coquettishly and nodded.

The man in the gold mask scooped her up and, using the stool by the bed, fell onto the five-foot-high bed with her. He lowered his head and kissed her, his hands gently kneading her breasts.

The girl, already aroused by the caresses of the four men, willingly opened her legs and wrapped them around his waist.

The man in the gold mask noticed her movement and smiled brightly, "Baby, do you want me to come in now?"

"Mmm..." Her lower abdomen twitched, feeling uncomfortably empty.

The man in the gold mask kissed her cheek, his hand moving to her private parts, which were indeed soaking wet. He immediately guided his thick, hard penis to her vagina and thrust it in.

"Ah!" The girl cried out softly as he entered, her brow furrowing slightly. Their penises were all so large, each time causing her some pain.

The man growled as soon as he penetrated; even after so many times, her vagina was still incredibly tight. He held her waist, withdrew slightly, and then thrust forward forcefully, plunging the entire length into her.

"Ah!" The girl was suddenly stretched open completely and screamed uncontrollably again.

"Baby, you're so tight!" The man breathed heavily, feeling the layers of flesh enveloping and squeezing her vaginal walls. He was so overwhelmed with pleasure that he couldn't speak. He kissed her cheeks and neck repeatedly and began to slowly thrust in and out.

The three men, their eyes bloodshot, climbed onto the bed using the stools in front of it.

The girl, accustomed to his size quickly by his gentle movements, moaned comfortably with each relentless thrust.

"Baby..." the three men called out in unison, seeing her ecstatic beauty.

"Mmm...ah...ah..." the girl, however, was lost in pleasure and ignored him.

"Baby!" the three men called out anxiously again.

"Baby, even though you're the queen today, it'll be bad if you displease them!" the man in the gold mask warned her as he thrust his firm, rounded hips inside her.

The girl, hearing this, playfully retorted, "Okay, okay, you can all go together!"

Hearing this, the man in the gold mask flipped her over, making her straddle him, holding her close and making her sway back and forth against his chest.

"Who's next?" the man in the red mask asked.

"He probably hasn't tried the back before, let him go first. We have all night anyway." The man in the black mask gestured with his chin towards the man in the white mask.

The white-masked man's face darkened slightly, but the next second he unceremoniously straddled the gold-masked man's lap. He reached for the girl's round buttocks, kneaded them a few times, spread them open, and thrust his frighteningly swollen desire into her anus.

But after several thrusts, he couldn't penetrate.

"Both of your holes are small, baby. You can't go in like this. Here, use this on your finger, let your baby get used to it before going in." The red-masked man tossed him a bottle of lubricant.

The white-masked man's face darkened even more, but he still took the lubricant, smeared it on his finger, and then inserted it into the girl's anus.

"Ah!" the girl cried out in pain, desperately twisting her body to try to expel the foreign object from behind.

Her movements made the man beneath her growl. He held her down to prevent her from moving, and in a hoarse voice, he growled at the white-masked man, "Be quicker!"

"Be gentler!" the red-masked man also shouted from the side.

"Aren't you two annoying!" the white-masked man roared unhappily.

"It hurts so much!" the girl complained to the gold-masked man with a pained expression, being tightly restrained.

"It won't hurt for long, you used to swallow all our penises! It's just a finger, baby, be good!" the gold-masked man immediately coaxed her.

"Move with him, otherwise you won't feel any pleasure." The black-masked man patted the white-masked man's shoulder.

The white-masked man cursed inwardly, but looking at the girl with her back to him, he held back! His finger moved in and out along with the penis inserted into the girl's vagina.

This little hole felt very different from the previous ones, without the layers of wrinkles, much smoother, but thin and tight, he could even feel the pulsating penis below.

He wondered what it would feel like to insert his own thing? The white-masked man became more and more excited, took out his finger, guided his penis, and inserted it into the lubricated vagina.

"Ah!" the girl screamed in agony.

"What's your hurry! You're hurting me!" the red-masked man immediately frowned and shouted angrily.

"If you bother me again, I'll fuck you!" the white-masked man finally couldn't help but yell back.

The man in the black mask chuckled wickedly, kneeling beside the girl. "I'll consider giving you an orgasm, baby!"

The girl, despite the pain, endured it, pouting and staring at him with her large, watery eyes. "Don't consider! You have to give me an orgasm!"

"Then you'll help me cum with your mouth," the man in the black mask bargained.

The girl puffed out her cheeks in dissatisfaction, but the next moment she lifted her head and took his penis into her mouth, sucking and licking it deeply.

"Baby, you're amazing!" The man in the black mask gasped, stroking her hair and enjoying the pleasure her little mouth brought him.

"Baby, you still have me!" The man in the red mask quickly crawled to the other side, muttering.

Her front hole was completely filled, her back hole was stretched taut, and her mouth was tightly sealed; she was overwhelmed! The girl pretended to be oblivious, ignoring him.

Seeing himself ignored, the man in the red mask grabbed her little hand and began to work his penis.

The man beneath her and the man behind her quickly developed a tacit understanding. The man behind her thrust vigorously, and it was his first time playing with a girl's anus; it was so tight it felt like it would snap his penis in two, but it also stimulated his chest, causing it to heave violently. He couldn't help but shout, "So good!"

"I'm having so much fun too!" the other three men echoed in unison.

"Baby, are you comfortable?" the man in the gold mask asked, kneading her breasts.

The girl had long since lost all feeling of pain from their rapid and intense thrusting; instead, waves of overwhelming pleasure washed over her. However, her screams and moans were all muffled by the penis in her mouth, which repeatedly reached deep into her throat, thrusting faster and faster, making her extremely uncomfortable. She wanted to protest, but her head was firmly held in place. Like a hand gripping another penis, already numb and aching, yet tightly held in a large hand.

She was being played to death, but her body and mind still tried their best to please them.

[The End]

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