My name is May. I am a 25-year-old office worker at a trading company. I have been living alone in an apartment called Heights for the past six months. One evening, on my way home from work, I passed by some construction workers who were changing clothes with their upper bodies bare. My home is about 50 meters from the construction site, so as I passed by, I was flustered by the smell of the men and the sight of them wiping themselves with towels, and I hurried past with a flushed face. Since I was assaulted by several people when I lived elsewhere, I have developed a strong desire to be dominated by a rugged man. As soon as I got home, I started to pleasure myself. Since that day, I have tried to pass by in the evening as much as possible, continuing to pleasure myself while watching the men undress. One day, while I was doing so as usual, the doorbell rang... I hurriedly put on my clothes and peeked through the peephole to see a man who looked like he was in his 30s, wearing a tie and with a solid build, standing there. He seemed to be the site manager. "Who is it?" "Sorry, I'm one of the workers from the nearby construction site. Could I use your bathroom? The site is closed, and I'm really sorry..." In my heart, I was thinking, "What should I do? Why my place..." My heart was racing. Because I often imagined being dominated by this man while pleasuring myself... I made up my mind and said, "Yes... please," and unlocked the door. "I'm really sorry," he said as he entered the entrance, taking off his shoes. "The bathroom is this way, please," I said, turning around to show him the way. At that moment, I was grabbed from behind, and five other construction workers came in. "You've been watching us undress, haven't you? We know you've been pleasuring yourself," he whispered in my ear. "What? I don't know what you're talking about!" I said. "Every time you pass by in the evening, it feels like you're watching us. We followed you to your room and heard some noises... such cute sounds you were making, everyone outside could hear," he said. "You were just starting, weren't you? Huh?" he said, slipping his hand into my panties. "See, it's all wet," he said. As he said, I had been pleasuring myself. It was only natural that I was wet. "Do you like men like us?" he asked, and the men began to undress. The smell of men who had just finished work in the summer was overwhelmingly masculine. One of them grabbed my head and made me kneel. "Here, take it," he said, waving his manhood in front of my face. It wasn't fully erect yet, but it was hanging down, dark in color, with a sour smell. It was exactly as I had imagined while pleasuring myself. But this was my home, and I couldn't believe what was happening. I was confused. Held down by several people, I opened my mouth. The sensation in my mouth was somewhat elastic, and I began to gag from the smell, making slurping sounds as I licked. "See, it tastes good, doesn't it?" he said, and as his manhood hardened, it began to piston in my mouth. It felt like an intense oral experience, and the pistoning didn't stop. Suddenly, I felt a strong sensation at the back of my throat, and something warm spread there. The man said, "I'm about to come," and released his seed into my mouth. "The real fun starts now!" he said, stripping off my clothes, which were covered in mixed saliva and seed, and suddenly inserted his manhood, still with seed on the tip, into me. "Ah, no, not without protection!" "Would it be okay with a condom? You dirty woman! It's obviously going to be raw!" he said, thrusting vigorously from behind. From there, I lost myself in the pleasure. The taste of his seed clung to the back of my throat, and the smell of his sweat and my saliva filled the room. He changed from behind to on top, thrusting more and more. His manhood was thick and long, reaching deep inside. He lifted me from on top, carrying me to my bed. "No, no," I said softly, but he continued to ravish me, covered in sweat. "Isn't this what you wanted? Then ask me to release my seed inside you!" "No!" "Don't you want it?" he said, pulling out his manhood. "No... don't pull out! Release your seed inside May!" I screamed. "Good girl! Then without hesitation!" he said, inserting his manhood, making squelching sounds as he thrust deeply, releasing a large amount of seed inside. After that, all five of the other men also released inside me. As I was losing consciousness, the man said, "When you make those cute sounds, it makes me want to put it in. I'll be coming every day, so look forward to it!" He said that and used my shower before leaving. For about a week after that, the man came to my house every day and had his way with me. A week later, the construction was finished, and the men were gone. I thought it was finally over and felt relieved, but I also felt a bit lonely, thinking I wouldn't be able to have that experience again...

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