Stepping out of the shower, I wrapped myself in a towel and headed back to the bedroom. After towelling off, I sat naked at the dresser and started to dry and style my long dark blonde hair. My hair fashioned into a messy bun at the nape of my neck, I started on my make up. I was off out on one of my monthly 'nights out' that my husband believed was with girlfriends, but was in fact my opportunity to go out on my own and explore my sexual fantasies. Make up complete, I dressed in a short and low cut, black, figure hugging (but not skin tight) dress that showed off my 40DD bust perfectly. It had thin straps so I couldn't wear a bra, but I did have on a sheer lace thong. I opted for heeled suede ankle boots with bare legs, turning in front of the mirror to inspect myself. I was 41, 5ft 4, a larger figure, size 18-20 with a shapely ass and a large bust. I had dark blonde hair down below my shoulders, blue eyes and my arms were decorated with colourful tattoos. I wasn't what would pass as a model these days, but I was comfortable with myself and felt sexy, and that shone out of me. I kissed my husband and said goodbye before making my way into Oxford on my own. I parked in park and ride on the edge of town as normal and caught a bus into town. I didn't have a plan as such, I rarely did on these nights out, but I wasn't expecting to be going home before the morning. I decided to start in the Randolph Hotel, I hadn't been there for a while. It was a Friday night so you may never knew who would be in. I found a table in the bar, got a glass of wine and sat down to ponder what I was going to do for the rest of the night. It was fairly quiet tonight, only a handful of people in, except for a rowdy table of 5 men in business suits to the side of me. They were laughing and joking, some of it rude, some of it everyday things. I twirled my glass on the table while I tried to decide if I stay here or go elsewhere. Coming out of my thoughts, I was aware of voices and realised they were aimed at me. I looked up to see 2 of the 5 men standing beside me, after the head fog cleared I realised they were asking if I would I like to join them. I quickly weighed up joining them now or trying somewhere more lively but they wouldn't let it go and nagged and joked and cajoled me to join them. I made my decision, picked up my jacket and bag, walked over to their table and took a seat. They introduced themselves, Paul, Greg, Steve, Andy and Pete, they were celebrating signing a huge contract at work (Steve, Pete and Andy being the clients who had just signed the contract). I smiled and nodded as they talked and joked about themselves and each other. They were a mixed bunch of guys, ages, shapes, personalities but they intrigued me. They asked about me, was I waiting on someone, why I was out on my own, I kept my answers vague as I didn't really want to go into details of my monthly outings with strangers. I was handed a glass of champagne which I took with a smile and a thank you, a few minutes later the guy called Paul appeared back at the table with some shots. I drank and laughed, smiled and nodded, joining in with the conversation as I tried to find out as much as I could about what they were looking for from me.. I checked my watch and to my shock 2 hours had passed. I had completely lost track of time as I felt pretty comfortable with the group. Pete saw me checking my watch, mistook that for me thinking of leaving and took my hand. Quite matter of fact, he said that they had hoped I would join them upstairs for a private celebration… I was surprised at his bluntness, but actually quite pleased. I'm not stupid, part of me knew that I would be propositioned, I just hadn't expected that - not so matter of fact, and I hadn't expected a group invitation - this was a first for me! I looked around the table at these 5 strangers, all looking at me for an answer, Greg looked to be around mid 30's, tall, what I would describe as a rugby player build and pretty handsome in a rough sort of way. Paul, Pete and Steve I put at around 50ish. 2 were slim built, Steve was carrying a few extra pounds but around 6ft tall. Andy I guessed to be late 50s or early 60s, he was shorter, more portly, not exactly what I would call good looking but his personality showed that beauty is more than skin deep. I smiled, took a deep breath and said, lead the way.. They all laughed, although all but Greg looked shocked that I had accepted their offer. They stood up and we made our way up to their rooms, Andy stopped on the wat to order another 2 bottles of champagne to be sent to the room. On the journey upstairs in the lift, I saw them all looking a mixture of excited and nervous as they looked at each other and at me, I knew I had just agreed to have sex with all of them and as butterflies danced from my tummy downwards, I couldn't help but smile... We stopped outside a bedroom and Steve opened the door, stepping back to allow me to enter. The room was gorgeous, as I'd expect from that hotel. The large bed, a sofa and desk with chair. I walked in, really unsure what I was supposed to do next as this was a first for me with so many guys. As I turned around, Paul was closing the door behind them and Greg moved forward, cupped my face and kissed me. I had only ever once had an mfm, this was beyond anything I had experienced before - and certainly not since I had met my husband. I felt like I was in my 20s again, and it was a feeling I liked, very much! I wrapped my arms around him and kissed him back as I felt hands slide up my legs and over my backside, more hands over my boobs, my dress being lifted up and then my arms as the dress was pulled up and off me. There was a knock at the door and I was pulled over to the side of the room out of view as someone opened it to retrieve the champagne that had been ordered. I looked around to see Andy opening one bottle and carrying it over towards me. He tipped the bottle to spill some over my boobs before licking then clean. I reached out for the bottle and took a large drink before handing it back. I was turned around again as Steve started to suck on my boob, Andy took the other in his mouth and Paul stood behind me kissing my neck and pressing his hard cock against my ass. Pete and Greg were in front of me undressing. When they were naked, they tapped Steve and Andy in the shoulders and led me to the bed. I turned to face them all and Greg pulled down my lace panties to reveal my smooth bare pussy, I sat on the bed and he removed my boots and spread my legs. I leaned back as if to give them all a better view, leaning on my hands on the bed. Greg climbed up beside me and started to rub his hard cock over my boobs and my face as Pete kneeled down on the floor and opened my pussy lips before sucking on my clit. I let out a loud groan, his mouth was amazing! The others climbed into the bed surrounding me and I lay back looking up at them with a smile on my face. Greg slid his cock into my mouth as I reached out both hands and took Andy and Steve's cocks in my hands. As I lay there, Paul started to suck and pinch my boobs and Pete slid 2 fingers inside my now soaking wet pussy and I groaned against Greg's cock in my mouth. He pulled out of me and I looked up to see him and Paul change places. Paul's cock was shorter but much thicker and I started to think about it inside me, about all of them inside me. I felt filthy, and I loved it, I wanted so much more! I started to suck and lick greedily on Paul's cock and increased the pressure on Andy and Steve's cocks. Someone commented on my enthusiasm and they all laughed, I felt Pete's fingers slide out of me as he moved away, Andy pulled away from me and took his place began my legs, his tongue licking up the mess my juices had made before sliding his fingers inside me. Someone dribbled more champagne over my naked body and it was licked up by various tongues. Andy asked for the bottle and a second later I could feel it sliding gently inside my pussy as he fucked me with it. It felt so good, the cold bubbles tingling inside me as the bottle slid in and out of me, I couldn't help crying out a muffled, 'Fuck Yes!!'. The bottle slid out of me and was replaced by his tongue as Paul pulled his cock out of my mouth and replaced it with the bottle covered in my juices and champagne. He laughed as I sucked the bottle clean then poured some more over me. Steve moved forward and straddling my neck, slid his cock into my mouth, pushing it deeper down my throat until I gagged. Satisfied, he pulled back a little as I sucked him off, every now and then pushing down into my throat again. He groaned as he hit the back of my throat and I gagged again. My legs were gently lifted and pushed further apart as a hard cock slid inside me. I groaned again at the feeling of it filling me, I assumed it was Andy but I couldn't see a thing, so I closed my eyes again and enjoyed being ravished by these 5 strangers. Steve pulled out of my mouth and moved to the side and I could see it was Andy fucking me. Andy pulled out of me and I was turned over on to my hands and knees on the bed. Another cock slid inside me from behind and another one slid inside my mouth. I had no idea who was where but I felt amazing having these 5 guys take their fill of me as they pleased. This carried on and on, someone sliding into my mouth, someone else into my pussy then change. I could now taste myself on every cock that slid into my mouth. I was exhausted, exhilarated and hungry for more. The situation and the feelings inside me were so intense, I had never experienced anything like this before. I had no idea how long we had been here for but they had all managed to keep from cumming themselves as well as not allowing me to fall over the edge, but I couldn't keep myself from tipping over now. Someone was underneath me, licking and rubbing my clit as his friend fucked me slowly but hard from behind, my nipples were being tweaked and pulled as a cock plundered my mouth. The pressure started to build in my tummy, a ball of energy that grew as it moved down my pelvis until I couldn't take it anymore. A cock muffling the sound, I cried out as my back arched and my muscles pulsed around the man inside me. He thrust in quicker and harder, the friction along with the stimulation on my clit pushing into delirium as I cried out again, sobbing with the intensity of the orgasm as well as the situation. The men all pulled out of me and let me go, worried by my sobbing. Greg sat beside me, worry on his face as he asked if I was OK. His concern was touching - but unnecessary as I explained that I was in heaven, not hell, and I wasn't done until they had all came too! There was an instant relief in the room as I started to giggle uncontrollably. The others joined in and soon we were all back to kissing and touching and licking, the slight pause enough to calm my heightened nerves ready for the next round. This time, I wanted to give them what they had given me. I took a deep breath and grinned as I took Greg's softening cock in my mouth again. He sighed and arched his back as I massaged his balls while flicking the tip of his cock with my tongue. A pair of hands raised my hips as someone slid underneath me, his legs either side of my body. I felt hands opening me up and I gasped as his cock pushed inside my dripping wet pussy. I was a little sore from chaffing but it added to the sensations and turned me on. As he thrust deep inside me, I could hear some mumbling behind me as more hands gripped my hips and Steve's voice asked if I liked DP. I tried to nod, not easy in this position, and he chuckled as he parted my ass cheeks and started to rub a finger over my bum hole. The finger slid inside and I gasped again, it had been a long time since I had any anal play. He pulled his finger out and started to guide his cock inside my ass. I had never had DP with two guys before, only ever a guy and a disco. It was more painful than I expected, and quite awkward, but I was loving it. It took a few thrusts from then to get into a good rhythm that didn't dislodge the other person, but once they found that rhythm, my knees went week. I couldn't stop groaning into Greg's cock, still filling my mouth. He started to pulse on my tongue and croaked out that he was going to cum. I sucked my cheeks in to create a vacuum around him and increased my movements sliding up and down his shaft. Arching his back, he went rigid as my mouth filled with his warm salty seed. He groaned loudly as he finished and slowly pulled back, watching as I made a show of swallowing his load. He laughed and moved aside, watching everything that was going on as he reached for nipple and sat back. Whoever was inside my pussy groaned and grabbed my hips as he too came. His jagged thrusts hitting my g-spot as he emptied himself inside me. He groaned again and and slowly pulled out of me, sliding out through my open legs. It was Pete. He grinned as he kissed me and lay back on the bed beside Greg. Andy moved in front of me and I took his cock on my mouth, teasing his balls with one hand. More hands on my hips as someone, it had to be Paul, manoeuvred himself underneath me and slid his cock into my pussy. My thighs and pussy were slick with the mix of juices but he seemed completely unphased as he thrust into me hard and fast. Steve grunted and headed a muffled 'Fuck! Fuck!', as he came in my ass. He kept thrusting as he emptied into and I could feel his cum on the backs of my thighs. He pulled out of me and ran his fingers up and down my butt crack, spreading the cum that had leaked out of me. He kissed then playfully slapped my ass cheek and climbed off the bed, coming back with the bottle of champagne a few mins later. Paul increased his speed and depth and pushed me over the edge again as he too came inside me. He didn't rush to pull out, leaning gently against me as he went soft inside me. He finally pulled out of me, a gush of cum running down my thighs. He asked if Andy wanted to switch and moved to my head. Andy moved me onto my back as he opened my legs and slid inside me, watching my grin as he did. Paul straddled my face and slid his soft cock inside my mouth, 'you missed out on our cum' he laughed, as I started to suck him clean. As Andy started to grunt and groan, Paul climbed off of me and took the bottle of fizz. He drank deeply as he watched Andy finish. Rather than cum inside me, he pulled out and held my legs and lips open, choosing to cum over my clit instead. I laughed as the warm liquid landed on its mark and turned cold as it ran down to my ass crack. All of us now sated, I started to laugh uncontrollably. This was a once in a lifetime night and I couldn't believe how it had gone. I looked around these 5 naked guys sprawled around me and laughed even more. I thanked them all for such an amazing night as I reached for the champagne bottle. I asked if they had enjoyed it, to which they all laughed and said yes they had! We chatted for a while before I got up to have a shower. Standing under the water, the stream soothing my chafed skin, I opened my eyes as the door creaked and Greg walked in. He climbed into the shower with me and started to massage my shoulders and back, a low moan escaping my lips. He asked if I was in a rush to leave, this room was his for the night, paid on company expenses. I shook my head and he smiled as he asked me to stay the night, joking that he still needed to cum somewhere other than in my mouth! I burst out laughing and said yes, I wasn't expected home until the morning. He nodded and kissed me hard on the mouth before climbing out if the shower and wrapping a towel around his waist. I followed suit, wrapping the remaining towel around my torso as I walked back into the main room. Paul and Steve were still naked and throwing champagne at each other, Andy was dressed and messaging on his phone and Pete was in his boxers trying to wrestle the bottle from the others. Greg was laying on the bed watching me. The others started to dress and leave the room, thanking me for a great time as they left. When it was just Greg and I left, he pulled our towels off and lay on top of me, pushing himself inside me as he took hold of my hands above my head. We made love 3 times through the night, experimenting with positions and pushing boundaries. I was exhausted when morning finally came, and sore to the point it was awkward to walk, but as I kissed Greg goodbye and left the room, I was like a kid at Christmas thinking back over the night before. I walked down to George St just in time to catch the park and ride bus to the car. As I dug out my purse from my bag I saw a paper parcel at the bottom of my bag. Confused, I paid for my ticket and took a seat upstairs away from everyone and took out the paper. It was a wad of money crudely wrapped in a piece of the hotel notepad paper. I baulked as I quickly counted it, £500 in £20 and £50 notes - they thought I was a prostitute!!! My cheeks instantly flamed red with embarrassment and anger, I was mortified!! I simmered and cursed to myself all the way to the car. As I climbed in and threw my bag onto the front seat, the money fell out. Staring at it, I started to calm down. At the end of the day, I hadn't asked for it, they had given me a 'thank you gift'.. It was their choice, not mine… I had enjoyed myself hadn't I? So what if they had chosen to show their appreciation.. right..? As I drove home, sneaking glances at the cash every now and then, I started thinking about how this had happened, and whether it was a bad thing. Maybe, just maybe...