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We were all pretty exhausted and had a fairly extensive clean-up job to complete as our cum-covered bitch remained on her knees at the front of the conference room. I got the phone out one more time to get a couple pictures of Jacqueline's acceptance of the job offer, so to say. Once we had all been thoroughly satisfied, we guys helped Jacqueline clean herself up and send her on her way back to her husband with a pretty wicked limp. Assuming her husband had even known that his wife was banging her boss for a promotion, I can't imagine he had any idea what debased shit she had gone through to earn the job. Either way, at least he could be proud knowing his wife could handle any workload her boss gave her.



Now that Jacqueline had the job, all I had left to do was finalize the job description. After seeing what she was capable of, I couldn't help but think of a few additional responsibilities to add to her title. She could certainly expect to be working late a few times a month, to say the least!



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My name is Arjun. I am 24 and it started with my Neelima Rani aunty when I was only 18 years old and she was 30. She was such a beautiful lady of her age. She was so sexy looking and smart with a body to be looked by the people whenever she went out of the house.




My parents has passed away in my childhood so I was living with my Aunt Neelima and her husband. They took very good care of me all these years.

Many times I had seen her naked body. A lot of times I had seen her having sex with my uncle. That was my favorite seen to see her sucking my uncle 's cock and then being fucked by him in her pussy.



 Later my uncle left us for some other woman who was working with him at his office who was much younger then my Neelima Aunty.

After his departure Neelima Aunty got much sad and many days she did not went out of home. Gradually she got control on herself and came to her routine.

One day at about 11 pm I woke up to have a glass of water. I came out of my room and moved to the kitchen. I was only in my shorts. When I passed by my Neelima aunty's room I heard some cries from there and her light was also on.

I found that her door was kinda open and when I looked in I was shocked. There was my Neelima Aunty naked on her bed. Though that was not new for me, but the strange and exciting thing was a dildo in her hand and moving in and out of her pussy.



She was fucking her pussy with the large dildo. It was even bigger than my cock.

I got excited and immediately got a hard on. I pulled my shorts down and took my cock in my hand and began to beat it.

I wanted to put my hard cock in that hot pussy of my Neelima Aunty whom I was watching for many days.

Now I want to fuck my Neelima aunty myself. I had to push my dick in her cunt to relieve my pressure.



I felt with my Neelima aunty's moans that she was about to come. I decided that it is the right time to have her. So I decided to take action.

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I took of my shorts and became naked. Then I slowly moved in Neelima aunty's room and reached near her bed.

Neelima aunty's eyes were closed and she couldn't know my presence.

I suddenly pulled the dildo from her cunt and took it in my hand.

Immediately she came into senses and looked at me with a shocked look.



She could not expect that her nephew would come to know that she was fucking her own pussy with an artificial cock.

She was more shocked to see me naked also.

For some time she looked at my cock also then back into my eyes. Her dildo was glistening with her pussy juices.

I could not keep my tongue away from that so I licked my Neelima aunty's pussy juices from that artificial cock.

I moved onto the bed and said I think you need a real cock aunty like this.

I came in between her legs and put my dick on my Neelima aunty's pussy opening.

I slowly pushed my cock in my Neelima aunty's pussy and she did not resist. She let out a moan "UUMMMMM... AAAAHHHHHHH"

I took it as a signal and then I buried my full cock in her pussy. Now I started to move my cock in and out of my Neelima aunty's pussy.



I started to fuck my Neelima aunty with full length of my cock.

I pushed my cock in my Neelima aunty's pussy to the end and then pulled it out till the head of my cock was in her pussy then I again pushed it deep into her pussy.

She was enjoying this with pleasure. She was moaning "YESSSS... DON"T STOP... FUCK ME JUST LIKE THAT... KEEP IT IN THERE... UUUUMMMMMM"

Then I bent down and placed my lips on her lips and started to kiss her.



She parted her lips and responded to my kiss. I probed her mouth with my tongue and Neelima aunty welcomed it and started to suck it.

Slowly her arms came on my shoulders and she pressed me to her.

She mumbled fuck me Mene, yes fuck your Neelima aunty with your cock. I want it and I want it all

"YESSSS... DON"T STOP... FUCK ME JUST LIKE THAT... I'M ENJOYING IT... UUUUMMMMMM... I waited too long for this. FUCK ME UNTIL I CUMMM... UUMMMMM... YEEEAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH... FUCK ME"



I was pulling and pushing my cock in and out of my Neelima aunty's pussy. She was also enjoying the fuck.

"Arjun... THIS IS GRREEEEAAATTTT... I'M REALLY ENJOYING IT... PLEASE DO NOT STOP... FUCK ME JUST LIKE THAT... UMMMMM... FUCK ME HARD... YEEEEEEESSSSSSSS"

Then she placed her legs around my back and pressed me to her body pulling my cock deeper into her pussy.

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My Neelima aunty's pussy was so hot that I felt as I had put my cock into some oven.

Her pussy muscles were squeezing my cock to have my cum. I was unable to control myself.



I felt as I would come more quickly as compared to the time I used to take while playing with myself.

It was only because of the thought that I am fucking my Neelima aunty. And the more exciting thing was that my Neelima aunty was also enjoying it and encouraging it.

Then at last I was about to come.. I cried, "oh Neelima aunty... uuuummmm... I am about to come... aaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhh... Oh I cannot control it now."

She said oh yes come into me don't go out. I let my cum go.

Then I exploded in my Neelima aunty. I will never forget that feeling.

I started to release my cum in my own Neelima Aunty's pussy and her pussy was taking it more and more eagerly.



I felt as gallons of cum had been produced today. I never came like this when I played with myself.

After that I fell on my Neelima aunty's chest and even could not take my cock out of my Neelima aunty's pussy. I lay there and we both fell into deep sleep. No one of us moved or tried to be separate.

In the morning I got up late. When I got up I found myself on my Neelima aunty's bed which realized me that it was not a dream. I was alone in the bed and my Neelima aunty had gone.

I got up and found my shorts placed on the bed. I wore it and went out of the room after using the toilet.

When I reached the kitchen I found my aunty there. When she saw me she immediately got red.

I sat on the table and she brought the breakfast and both of us started our breakfast silently.

After the silence of some time she said. Arjun it was not good what happened last night.



I said "Neelima aunty, here is nothing wrong in that as we love each other. We need each other. Here is nothing wrong if we enjoyed it."

Tell me Neelima aunty you enjoyed it or not. She bent her head and I said same is for me Neelima aunty.

So both of us liked it and so we are to continue it. She said but the people will not like it.

I got mad and shouted "Neelima aunty fuck them I don't care them why you care them."

You should care about this. I said and stood up and pulled my cock out of my shorts and waved it infront of my Neelima aunty. I still don't know where I got this courage from.



I said "Neelima aunty this cock needs your attention so only care about this not the fucking people."

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I picked her hand and placed it on my cock. She took it in her fist and started to caress it.

I called Neelima aunty it will give you more pleasure if you will take it in your mouth.

She did not move. I placed my hand on the back of her head and pulled it down to my cock and placed my cock head on my Neelima aunty's lips.

Neelima aunty kissed my cock and then her tongue came out of her mouth and she started to lick it.

Then I slowly pushed my cock into her mouth with a little force and Neelima aunty did not resist and I pushed my cock in Neelima aunty's mouth.



She started to suck it. I began to push my cock in and out of my Neelima aunty's mouth. I lifted her head a bit and she looked into my eyes.

Her other hand moved up and cupped my balls. She started to play with my balls. Her tongue was moving at the under surface of my cock.

I had seen my Neelima aunty sucking my uncle's cock a lot of times but never knew that she is such a good cock sucker.



Then after some time of sucking I took my cock out of her mouth and picked her up to stand and then make her sit on the table.

I pulled her petticoat up and then there was her pussy covered with a nylon panty.

I pulled it down and out of her legs. Now my Neelima aunty's beautiful pussy was in front of me.

Though I had fucked my Neelima aunty last night but could not see her pussy so closely.

She had a very beautiful pussy. Finely trimmed bush was on her mound.

The most beautiful thing in this world was in front of my eyes. I was fascinated by the look of my Neelima aunty's pussy.

I bent down and glued my lips to those wonderful lips of my Neelima aunty's pussy.

I kissed my Neelima Aunty's pussy and then parted the lips and pushed my tongue into her hole.



She cried with pleasure "Arjun YEAH... KEEP DOING THAT... DON'T STOP... YEEAAHHHH... EAT ME JUST LIKE THAT... UUUUMMMMMMMM... and pushed my head deep into her pubes.

I started to fuck Neelima aunty's pussy with my tongue. Neelima aunty's pussy was already wet with her juiced today I tasted the pussy juices of my Neelima aunty's pussy.

Then I got up and separated Neelima aunty's legs and placed my cock at her pussy hole and in a single thrust I was in my Neelima aunty's pussy.

She cried and said ""Arjun YEAH... FUCK ME LIKE THAT... AAAAHHHHH... I LOVE YOUR COCK IN MY PUSSY... UUUUUUMMMMMMMMMM... FUCK ME HARDER... HARDER... OHHHH YESSSSSS... RIP ME APART... FUCK ME... YEEAHHHHH...

Now I started to fuck my Neelima aunty once again. I continued to fuck her for some time.



Then I pulled my cock out of my Neelima aunty and she cried no don't take it out.

I said Neelima aunty its now your turn to come over me.

I lay down on the carpet and my cock was standing like a pole. She got onto my legs and placed my cock on her pussy opening and slowly sat down taking my cock in her pussy.

Now she started to move up and down on my cock. Now my Neelima Aunty was fucking her pussy with my cock. I also began to push my cock upwards. She said "I've never done this before. I really LOVE this. UMMMMM!!! Make me feel like I'm in control.



We both were enjoying the fuck now I was about to come. I said Neelima aunty I am about to come.

Please take my cock in your mouth I was to cum in your mouth. She came down and bent onto my cock and took it in her mouth.

She started to move her hand up and down on my cock. Immediately I started to cum. My cock exploded in my Neelima aunty's mouth.

She started to gulp my cum like a pro. She completely drained and then cleaned my cock.



Later she stood up and smiled shyly while looking at me. I also smiled and she went to her bed room.

Now every thing had got open between me and Neelima aunty. At lunch we both admitted that we liked it and would like to continue it.

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After lunch when Neelima aunty was yet in the kitchen I went to her room and lay on her bed naked.

When she came in she smiled. When she saw me naked in her bed with my erect cock in my hand.

She said with a smile, "looks as you had not got enough of me yet."

I said "I want you all the time Neelima aunty, its like I'm addicted."

She opened her robe and she was nude under that then she came to bed naked.



She got on the bed and lay between my legs.

She took my erect cock in her hand and started to lick it from its base to its top.

She tried to probe my cock opening with her tongue. She said "Arjun you had a very good and long cock."

I looked in her eyes and said "Neelima aunty your pussy is also very nice."

Then she came down and pulled my cock up and began to lick my balls with her tongue. She took one of my balls in her mouth and sucked it.

She pushed my legs up and I took hold of them and she came down to my crack and onto my anal opening. She flicked her tongue on the puckered hole of my anus. It gave me such a pleasure that I never had got. Then she began to suck my cock . She was sucking my cock .



She said "Arjun are you enjoying"

I cried with pleasure "its incredible Neelima aunty."

 I could not stay longer and came immediately in my Neelima aunty's mouth.

She moved up and came to kiss my lips. Then she gave some amount of my cum into my mouth.

It was new thing to me to eat my own cum but I did it. I was going to enjoying these fetish games. She smiled and said like your uncle you also like these fetish games.

Then she gave my cock a new life with her powerful mouth and asked me to fuck her.

Now I took her in doggy position. I placed my cock at her ass hole and pushed my cock in my Neelima aunty's ass.

Now I started to fuck her ass. I got her hips in my hands and started to push my cock in and out of her ass.



Then I took my cock out of her ass hole and pushed it into her pussy.

Now I started to fuck my Neelima aunty's pussy.

I took the dildo and placed it at her anus and pushed it deep in her ass. Now I started to fuck my Neelima aunty with two sides. My Neelima aunty was also enjoying it. "THIS IS GOOOOOODDDDDDDDD... FUCK ME JUST LIKE THAT... FUCCCCKKKKKKKKKK MMEEEE... DON'T STOP... YEEEEEEAAAAAAAHHHHHHH... UUUUUUUMMMMMMMM"

She was being fucked from two sides. It was obvious that she was really enjoying it.



Then I came deep in her pussy and collapsed on her back.

We lay there for some time and then moved to the bathroom. I wanted to pee in the toilet but Neelima aunty called me back and I was surprised when she asked me to give her my pee.

It was such an exciement for me. I began to pee on her open mouth. The stream of my pee went straight into her mouth and she began to gulp it.

I now begin to wash her whole face with my pee. My pee was coming on her face also.

Then I angled my cock to her breasts and they also got drenched with my pee. It was such a pleasure that I could not explain it.



Our relations with such fetish games continued.

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My name is Janhvi Kapoor, age 23.At 19  I was working as a reception at a local gym. because that I get to use the equipment for free. I see a ton of hot ones at the gym.




Every ,onday evenings right after work get busy, everyone trying to work off the damage they did over the weekend. I was  a little frantic checking people in to the gym, when in walks the most gorgeous man I have ever seen. He's at least six feet, built like someone who knows his way around a weight room, piercing blue eyes, and dimples for days. I'm cute, but I don't rate in this guy's league, plus he's way too old for me. He already has a little salt in his dark brown hair. None of that keeps me from flirting.

"Hi there. You're new here."

"I am. My old gym ran a special on memberships and started getting too crowded."

"Lucky us that you'd come here."

"I also heard that the receptionists at this gym were a lot hotter. And from what I'm seeing so far, I'd say that rumor is true."

My cheeks are red, and I'm out of cute retorts.



"I'm Roy, by the way."

"Janhvi."

The line behind him is starting to pile up, so I check some more guests in. Roy sticks around.

"Beautiful name."

"Thank you."

"What does a beautiful girl with a beautiful name do for fun?

"I'm in College, so mostly College stuff—dancinging, yearbook gym."

"You're in College? I would have guessed graduate. How old are you?"

"I turned 19 a little over a month ago."

"We'll have to have a belated celebration."

I'm not sure what I'm going to do with a total stranger to celebrate, but I like his confidence.

"Until then, let me take you to dinner. Are you working tomorrow night?"

"No, I'll have work."

"Come on Janhvi, cut lose a little. We'll have an early dinner, and I'll get you home in plenty of time to get your work done."

He pulls out his phone. "Type in your address. I'll be there are 6:00."

I spend the rest of the evening in a haze, glancing over my shoulder to try and catch a glimpse of Roy working out. He takes off his sweatshirt when he lifts, and his torso and arms are pure muscle. 



On his way out the door, Roy throws me a wink, "See you tomorrow, sexy." I feel a little guilty since I've been dating my classmate Krish, but I've never had anyone call me sexy before. The heat from his wink and his cocky comments crawls between my legs, leaving a warm wet spot on my panties. Krish has never done that for me.


I can't decide what to wear. I finally settle on a red sundress that has ties on the spaghetti straps. It's sexy but not over the top. I put my long hair up in a bun and dab on extra makeup to try to look hot.



Roy shows up on a black motorcycle, which catches me off guard. I've never been on one before. Giving me a little smirk, he tells me to keep my arms and legs wrapped around him, and to lean into the curves. My parents are still at work, so there's no weird introductions.

"Do you like Italian food?" he asks me.

"Love it."

"Perfect. I know a place."

The Italian restaurant is a hole-in-the-wall with seven tables. Roy seems to know all the staff, and the cook comes out to greet us.

He orders a bottle of red wine and pours me a glass. I keep my voice low when I remind him, "I didn't drink"

He gives me another one of his now-infamous winks and assures me, " You can get away with a lot of stuff when you're with me, babe."

I tell him I need to take it slow on the wine because I've never really drunk. But every time I take a sip, he refills my glass nearly to the brim. I'm quickly warm all over and giggling too much at his stories.



When the waitress comes by, Roy tells her to keep the menus, because we already know what we want. We do? He orders for me, and I feel a little miffed and taken care of at the same time.

"She'll have the manicotti, and I'll have the veal."

"Isn't veal bad for the animal? I mean, aren't they mistreated?"

"Babe, any animal we eat is mistreated at some point. It's like a lot of things in life: you've got to learn to just sit back and enjoy it."

Hmm, I think that one over.

"Like the motorcycle. Some people see it as dangerous, but some people like the way it feels between their legs. Did you like how it felt between your legs?"

I'm shocked by his question and not sure if he intended it to sound the way it did. "It was more fun than I would have thought."

"What about the power, the vibration, the way the seat ground into you? Did that turn you on?"

Now I'm blushing, from the wine, or his questions, or both. "I guess so."

"We'll have to do it more often then."



Just then, I'm saved when the plates arrive. He did a great job picking my food, because it is delicious. At one point, when a string of cheese drips onto my chin, Roy reaches over to slide it into my mouth. He lets his finger rest on my tongue a moment longer than it needs to, and I can feel my panties dampen at the intrusion.

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He orders a second bottle of wine like he's ordering a bottle of water. I move beyond tipsy to flat-out drunk. Everything he says is funny and charming. I find myself stroking my chest and playing with my earrings, trying to catch his eye at my femininity.I stumble my way out of the restaurant, with Roy's arm wrapped around me for stability.

"Careful, babe, I think we need to build up your tolerance."

"Yeah, not used to alcohol." I slur.

"We'll just have to do something about that. Help you grow up a little bit."

His motorcycle is parked on the dark side of the building next to the wall. Placing his hands against my hips, he leans me into the wall.

"You're a beautiful woman, Janhvi."



"Thank you." I am beaming inside.

"There are things I want to do to you. Naughty things. Things to make you feel good."

"Like what?"

"Like things I want to surprise you with. I'm going to treat you like a princess f. And then I'm going to show you how good I can make you feel. Sound good?"

"Sounds great." For once, a man who will treat me like a woman, not a College girl.

Roy leans his hips into me. I am tantalized by the feel of his erection pressing against my stomach. He reaches around and grabs my ass, pulling me into him. He brings his lips to mine, a soft but possessive kiss. I am lost in the feeling of his body pressing against mine.



He reaches up with one hand and in a swift motion like a butterfly fluttering over my shoulder unties one of the bows on my spaghetti straps. That side of my dress falls to the side, revealing too much of my breast until I catch the fabric in my hand. His smile turns crooked and he says, "The next time you wear this dress in front of me, both of those straps are going down." He leans over and kisses my shoulder, grabs my hand, and guides me toward the motorcycle.

On the ride home, I pay attention to what he said about the motorcycle putting pressure between my legs, vibrating, making me hungry for him. It is almost too much to bear. When we get home, he kisses my cheek but doesn't walk me to the door.

"Bye, babe, I had fun."



I'm still too drunk to be much of a conversationalist. "Me too."

"You free tomorrow night?"

"I get off work at 7:00."

"I'll pick up you there."

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I'm on cloud nine and want to tell everyone, but I know I can't. I don't know how old Roy is, but I know he's too old for me. I can't concentrate in college, can't wait for work to be over, can't wait to see him.

He shows up looking delicious in a pair of blue jeans stretched out over his long legs and a forest green t-shirt that does nothing to hide his muscles.

"What are we going to do?" I'm dying to know.

"I know this nice secluded park that has lots of flowers this time of year. I thought we'd pick up some sandwiches and head there for a picnic."

Krish never thought of these romantic things. "Sounds perfect."



We take his bike to the best sub shop in town and order huge chips, and drinks. Again, it's such a small thing, but Roy picking up the tab without batting an eye makes me feel so feminine and taken care of in a way Krish never made me feel.

Roy was right: the park is beautiful, abloom with spring flowers, and absolutely deserted. There's a picnic table under a small cabana where we go for our dinner. Roy practically tosses the sandwiches aside and starts kissing me with intensity and force. His lips are unbridled, his hands unforgiving. I gasp when he takes my breast, then moan when he lays me down on the bench. My legs fall to either side of the bench, and he leans against me, his groin pressed into the V of my jeans. I can't stop my body from responding, my hips from grinding up, my hands from pulling his hips closer into me. His hand is up my shirt, caressing my breasts in a way they've never been caressed before. I can't help but compare him and the only other man I've been with, and Krish falls embarrassingly flat. Krish mauls my breasts and inflicts pain on my nipples. Roy, on the other hand, is tender and sweet, rushing blood across my chest and straight to my vagina which is yearning for him.



It occurs to me that I don't even know how old he is. "How old are you?"

"41."

41? I don't care if he's 61. This man rocks my world. We belong together.

He seems to hesitate, and I try to quell any concern. I cradle his face. "Age is a number. You and me, we fit. We can't let this go just because of a number."

"Sweetheart, I couldn't agree more."

"So you told me we were going to celebrate my 19th birthday, even though it happened before I met you."

"For your belated birthday, you let me wine you and dine you and make you feel good.

You let me give you the most beautiful, sensual birthday gift you've ever had."

The smile on my face is a mile wide. "Deal."



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Roy and I spend the weekend at the beach. He brings a couple water bottles filled with rum and Coke. I get buzzed and handsy, giggling at his every silly comment.

We run into the surf. When we're deep enough that no one can see, I wrap my legs around him and grind my pussy into him. He groans and whispers filthy things in my ear. "If you keep acting like a filthy slut, I'm going to fuck you up the ass. You know naughty girls like to fuck their  friends." I'm too drunk to take him seriously. I throw my head back, my hair floating in the ocean water, and laugh like he has said the funniest thing imaginable.



On Sunday, we invite my friend Sara and Roy's friend Bishnu. The guys show up to pick us up in Bishnu's Camaro. Roy and I squeeze in the back while Sara and Bishnu have more room in the front. I'm basically sitting on Roy's lap, his left hand between my legs and his right hand under my ass. Sara looks back a couple times and makes a face: she doesn't approve of our act. Ha! Wait till we get to the beach.

Bishnu tries to put the moves on Sara at the beach. She asks me to walk over to the restroom.



She's all but screaming. "What is up with this? Roy is way too old for you, and Bishnu could be twice my age. Roy won't keep his hands off you, and , you're only 19 years old!"

"Sara, I'm just having fun. Roy is a great guy. So much more a man than Krish ever was. Aren't I allowed to enjoy being treated like a lady for a change?"

"I'm worried about you. These guys are a lot older than we are. You have to wonder why they aren't dating women their own age. This just doesn't feel right to me."

I'm starting to get pissed off by Sara's holier-than-thou attitude. "You know what, Sara, if you don't want to be out with us and have a nice time with some gentlemen, we'll just take you home."



Sara has known me since first grade, and I've never talked to her like this. "Let's just make the best of the rest of the day. Maybe once I get to know Roy and Bishnu better, I'll feel good about the situation."

We buy four ice creams on the way back to the beach. Roy and I basically share ours, nibbling each other's cones and trading licks between kisses. Bishnu tries to follow suit, urging Sara to lick his tongue after every bite. She'd rather bite his tongue than lick it. It's going to be a long day.



Roy and I go to the water, me entwined around him. He asks me what's up with Sara. "I think she just prefers guys her own age."

"Bishnu's a good guy. He can treat her better than any 20-year-old."

"I'm sure, but that's just Sara. How old is Bishnu anyway?"

"He's 44. Most of my friends are older than me. You'll meet Naren. He's my best buddy and he's 50. It's a weird coincidence how it turned out that my friends are older. Like you—your boyfriend is older, and that just kind of happened between us."

It's finally time to celebrate my birthday with Roy! I've been waiting for this day for all my life, and it seems like Roy has too. I tell my parents I'm spending the night with Sara, who reluctantly agrees to cover for me. I plan to spend the night with Roy.



He has the whole evening planned. We head down to the beach for the sunset, glorious pinks and purples washing over the waves. Roy kisses me, a soft, romantic kiss that I could swear means he loves me.

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Then we head back to our little Italian restaurant. As is our habit, we order too much wine, and I drink too much. I tell myself I drink extra so he won't drink too much and drive drunk, but mostly I like the feel of being out of control




Roy puts me on his bike. I focus on the vibration on my clit and his body squeezed around my arms and legs. I could stay like this forever.

We finally get to his place, where I've never been. It's a little run down, which surprises me. But his bed is comfortable, and that's all I care about. He slowly kisses me with my clothes on from head to toes, making me squirm as I'm aching for him to take my clothes off. After what seems like forever, he undresses me as he moves back up my body, pausing to pay extra attention to my inner thighs, my mound, my breasts.



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On his way back up, he spreads my legs to admire my vagina, inhaling my scent and licking my lips. He runs his soft lips and stubbled chin along my slit, the sensation of gentle and rough searing my core. He spears his tongue deep into my hole then puts his entire mouth on my clit, sucking and circling until I'm grabbing the back of his head and begging for more. He pierces my channel with two demanding fingers, plummeting in and out, in and out, till the pressure of his fingers in my hole and his mouth on my clit are more than I can take, and I am screaming and bucking, fucking his face in desperate release. I scream his name, "Roy, yes, now, baby, now," until his face is quivering on me, urging on my orgasm.




As last, he can take no more, and he pulls out his cock. I look down and see it is full of blood, the veins popping out, thick and hungry for release. Fat drops of precum drip off its tip. The only other penis I've seen is Krish's, which was much smaller. I have a momentary panic that Roy won't fit.

I frantically search the bedside table. There's no condom. Why doesn't he have a condom? I should have told him I'm not on the pill. Oh shit.

He takes no time but eases himself into my waiting pussy. He fits, but the initial thrust is invasive, painful, and breath-taking. I grab his headboard to try to pull myself back from him while he pulls out.
He lowers his head to nuzzle my neck. "Oh, baby, you feel so good."

"Roy, it hurts."

"It's ok, it's only because it's the first time. Give it a minute. You'll feel better."

I take a deep breath and try to focus on the pleasure of him filling me up. The breath helps me relax around him, accepting his substantial girth.

"You ready, baby?"

"Yes," I lie.



He thrusts back in, more gently this time, but still shockingly invasive. My pussy cries out in revolt. When he pulls out, it's like sandpaper scbanging against my walls. I exhale again as he pushes back in, and for once it starts to feel good. Pulling out again, his dick rubs against my clit, jolting the pleasure senses across my body. Now I'm starting to feel what all the fuss is about. He pushes back in and drags his pelvis along my clit again. I grab his ass, wrap my legs around his back, and urge him on.

"Don't stop."

"Baby I want to make you come."

"So close, just keep going."

He keeps up his rhythm, dragging along my clit with each push and pull. Suddenly, it's nothing I've ever felt before. My body centers around my vagina, which is contracting to the pulse of his thrusts. My entire body tingles, my legs shiver, my toes contract.



As I am coming down from my orgasm, Roy enters his, shooting hot ropes of cum deep into my unguarded pussy. He thrusts with each release, filling me more and more. I am torn between my fear of pregnancy and the tender closeness I feel toward him at the moment of his vulnerability. I wrap my arms around his shoulders and kiss him with a passion I've never felt before. He returns my kisses, tangling his tongue with mine. I am crazy about this man.

Once we have revived from our orgasms, he says, "Got you gift, baby."

"The whole night has been a gift."

"Nah, this is something special."

Roy pulls out the biggest vibrator I've ever seen. He touches my juicy pussy and smiles, "Not going to need any lube for this."

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He takes just the head of the vibrator and circles it on my clit. It's not even on but already feels good. My hole is battered and bruised, but my clit could use some attention.



He turns it on the lowest setting, and already I am out of my mind. I grab the posts of the headboard to balance myself on the bed, thrusting my hips up to create a rhythm with the vibrations. The vibes shoot through my clit, across my belly, and out through my neck and arms.

I hear him click the vibrator a notch higher, and I fly into orbit. I've lost control of my body, my ass bucking into the vibrator with an insistent, almost painful series of thrusts. I lose my grip on the headboard. My body slides down the bed and I push off the pillows to try to chase my release. Roy grabs my sweating chest to still my movement.



He clicks the vibrator to high. My legs start shaking. I'm panting and moaning. He thrusts two fingers inside me, rubbing them at the top of my channel. Between his insistent fingers and the power of the vibrator, I lose all control. Liquid starts squirting out of my pussy, all over Roy's hands, his bed, my inner thighs. I am at once relieved and embarrassed. This must be the "squirting" I've heard about. He is beaming, licking my juices off his fingers and holding his hand out for me to taste myself. I taste of salt, metal, and something uniquely mine.

Roy grins at the pleasure he has given me.

He has another surprise for me. "Wait here, babe, I'll be right back."

I hear him open the refrigerator door. He returns with the sweetest little chocolate cake, just the right size for two people. As I go to stick my finger in the icing, I notice a pretty gold chain dbangd across the middle of the cake. "Is this for me?"

"Who else, silly?"

"You didn't have to."

"Of course I did. A special gift for a special girl."

I throw my arms around him; he makes me so happy. He clasps the chain around my neck; it looks perfect.

He whispers in my ear, "Someday I'm going to come all over that pretty little chain."



I'm hot again just with the idea of him taking me like that.

We scoop gobs of cake off the plate and feed each other, laying further waste to the wet bed sheets.

He brings me home on his motorcycle. The vibrations of the machine send achy tingles through my battered pussy. I have him drop me off at the end of the block so my parents won't hear its loud engine in the driveway. He gives me a passionate kiss. "Happy belated birthday, baby. I hope it's a memorable one."

I'm in love.



To be continued......

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Part 3: THE FAIR


Roy invites me to go outing. I love going out on "real" dates with him; it makes me feel so desirable.

He's a guy's guy and likes to play the games. "I'm pretty decent at shooting the hoops. Want to play with me?"

"No, I'll just watch."

He swishes the first one, but the second bounces off the rim. For the first time, I see Roy's temper. "Goddammit, rigged rim."

I try to soothe him. "You got this, babe."



He makes all the next shots, forks over more money and makes those too. The next thing I know, we're walking away with a giant teddy bear that he won and gave to me. It's such a silly thing, but I feel proud of my man.

We wouldn't miss the giant Ferris wheel. We get a car to ourselves. We spend the entire ride ignoring the beautiful sites of the city and taking turns nibbling each other's lips and sucking each other's tongues. His tongue on mine reminds me of his mouth on my clit, and I am eager to get back to his place.

Roy points out that balancing the giant teddy bear on the motorcycle is going to be tricky. On the way out of the park, he hands the bear to a little girl who is smaller than it is. My hearts swells at the vision of what a kind man he is.

We barely make it into his apartment before we're groping each other and tearing off our clothes. Roy scoops me up over his shoulder and throws me on his bed.



"Going to fuck the shit out of you."

I'm hoping he's exaggerating but agree anyway. "Please do."

He spreads my legs to make room for his broad shoulders. His mouth is all over my pussy, his stubble scbanging at me and his teeth gnawing on my clit. It is too much, too fast, and I try to slow his assault by closing my legs. He pins my legs open, so far that I feel my muscles stretch uncomfortably. I can almost feel bruises form where his fingers dig into my inner thighs. He holds me down with one arm and jabs two fingers into me—they are rough and dry. My channel stretches and aches with their intrusion.

Finally, Roy moves his head from my vagina, skirting back up my body. He gropes my breasts along the way and twists my nipples until I cry out. I can't understand why he's being so rough. But I trust he will be gentler at lovemaking, like he was last time.



He positions his cockhead at my hole. Then, with no warning, he rams himself in, battering me and making me scream in pain. My head goes flying into the headboard, against which I try to brace myself with my hands. It's only later that I recognize the signs and realize that Roy is already about to come. He starts pushing into me harder and faster, his need searching for release in my unprotected pussy. After what seems an eternity of growling and pounding, he lets loose with hot jets of cum that I feel warming my cervix and filling my channel.



He pulls out and laughs when he sees his seed coating his shaft and oozing out of me. I just hope that's all of it. I pray I don't get pregnant. I have got to find a way to get on the pill, regardless of my parents' refusal to help me do so.

"How'd you like being fucked?"

"It was rougher than last time."

"Don't worry, I've got you. We just had a little more fun tonight."

I'm confused. If that was supposed to be fun, why didn't it feel like fun?



Something shifts. Roy wants to spend more and more time at his place, going out less and less for picnics, swims in the ocean, and Italian food. In a word, he wants to fuck.

Roy is not a gentle lover, but I have little other experience, so I have nothing else to go on.

His favorite position is doggie style. He takes me hard from behind, pounding my head toward the headboard. I have to cushion my head so I don't have marks from the headboard all over my forehead. He spreads my ass cheeks until they feel like they're being ripped in two, then slides himself into my hole, groaning as he goes.



"Do you like this, do you like being fucked by an older man?"

"Yes."

"Are you a little slut?"

"No."

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"You're my little slut, huh?" And he laughs.

I hate it when he talks that way, but it seems to turn him on. I can feel his cock getting harder and bigger, his balls slapping with more force against my ass, when he uses crude language. I want to please him, and what's the harm in a little dirty talk?

One night when he's on top of me doggie style, he sticks his finger in my asshole. I'm so shocked I can't speak.



"Are you a virgin here, baby?"

"Do you mean have I had sex there?"

"Yeah, are you an anal virgin?"

"Yes."

"We're going to have to do something about that."

"What?"

"Yeah. You'll love it. And more importantly, I'm going to love to be in that tight little hole."

He starts to pound me with greater force. "Fuck, babe, you turn me on. Tight little pussy. Want to take that tight little ass."




He still refuses to wear condoms but pulls out whenever he remembers. This time he pulls out and shoves the tip of his head into my asshole, shooting his cum into me. It hurts, bringing tears to my eyes, but I try to act like it's no big deal.

"Fuck, babe. That was hot."

He sits back and watches his cum drip out of me.

He takes a fingerful and brings it to my lips. "Here, babe, taste my cum from your ass." I want to say "no" but haven't learned to turn him down on anything yet. Tentatively I stick out my tongue. I taste his warm, salty cream mixed with something more primal—my ass. I want to vomit.



I just want to go home. On the ride home that night, my anus hurts, just from the slight pressure of him coming in me.

Part 4: THE BATHROOM

One evening, we're sitting on Roy's sofa watching a game when some of his buddies show up. Naren and Bishnu are his best friends and seem to always be around. They plop on chairs on either side of the sofa. As the game is getting going, a new guy, Chris, shows up and scoots next to me on the sofa. He seems like a nice enough guy, not a lot different from Naren and Bishnu.



Roy and I have been drinking on and off all day, so I'm already buzzing from too many beers. Naren passes around another round. Roy grabs two and pops the top for me.

"Hon, this is my last one."

"Don't be a party pooper, we're just getting going."

"We've been getting going all day. I need to slow down."

"Have a beer, relax. The security officer aren't coming by."

Roy cuddles up with me on the sofa. I'm self-conscious about the other guys being there, especially Chris right next to me, but no one seems to notice.

After a while, Roy hands me my second beer. I'm starting not to care about how many I drink. It feels good; I feel warm and tingly all over. There's conversation going on around me, about the game, about random stuff, but I'm focused on how good Roy feels next to me. For once, he's not plowing into me, just holding me and making me feel taken care of.



After my third beer, I need to use the bathroom. I have a hard time standing, so Roy follows me. I open the door when I'm done, and he's still waiting for me. He pushes me back inside and locks the door behind us. He sits on the toilet. I'm woozy and leaning back against the sink. He grins up at me and pulls my shorts and panties down in one smooth motion. For the first time I notice his cock is already out, pushing hard and straight toward the ceiling, red and throbbing with need.



"Straddle me," he instructs. My legs are wobbly as I squat down on him, my arms wrapped around his neck to keep my balance. I'm not wet, but he doesn't wait. He pulls my hips onto him, impaling my dry pussy with his large cock. When I start to scream, he covers my mouth with his hand, forcing red fingerprints across my cheek.

"Shut the fuck up, bitch. Just take it."

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I am stunned but too drunk to fight back. He has never treated me like this.

He lifts my hips then drops them back on his cock. Lift, drop, lift, drop. Then he holds my hips up and pounds me with his strength from below, slamming his cock up in painful thrusts. I shut my eyes so he won't see the tears gathering there. I feel like I'm being torn open from the outside in. He's too big to take me like this without any lubrication, any wetness at all. My head falls back on my shoulders, I open my eyes, and the ceiling tilts above me. Wave after wave of nausea overcome me.



"Fuck, baby, you feel so fucking good. Tight little pussy."

His thrusts come harder and faster, grinding with greater pain against my swollen lips. His fingers pinch into my hips as he thrusts up to penetrate me.

"Squeeze that little pussy for me, squeeze it tight." I do as he commands. I'll do anything to make it end. The tighter I get, the crazier he goes.

"Fuck yeah, oh fuck yeah." He sticks me one last time with his cock, slamming himself into me and holding my hips firm against his shaft. I feel the cum jet out of him, spewing into my chamber, with no care that we could be making another life as he takes me with no tenderness or love.



When he is done, he hands me a wad of toilet paper to clean myself off. He kisses me, "Babe, that was fabulous. Such a good lay."

Part 5: THE SOFA

We return to the living room. I'm swerving and trying to maintain focus. I catch Naren's eye; he gives me a knowing look and makes a point of gazing at my crotch. What is he thinking? Why is he looking at me like that? At that moment, I feel like nothing but a whore.



I sit back on the sofa between Roy and Chris. Roy tosses one possessive arm around my shoulder and the other hand across my bare leg, just inches from my crotch. Chris looks down and grins. They all know that Roy has just fucked me in the bathroom, and I am his whore.

Naren is the first to acknowledge me. "Hey, Janhvi, how about joining us in a shot?"

"No, I'm good, thanks."

"C'mon, join the party," he insists. Maybe if I have one shot these horrible feelings will go away.

He passes me something I've never tasted before. I shoot it back and feel the hot sting pour down my throat. Naren has always made me uncomfortable, and he doesn't disappoint this time. He comes over, pushes my hair aside, and kisses my neck. "Good girl."



Bishnu's next. "Just one more, for me this time." Maybe if I do one more they'll leave me alone. I take the shot from Bishnu, throw it back, and my throat warms to the pain. The guys are all grins.

Chris laughs. "You're not getting off that easy; you owe me one." What's the harm of one more? One more shot and I won't remember how he treated me in the bathroom. I take the shot Chris passes me and figure I'm done.

Roy nuzzles my ear and whispers, "Just one more for me, baby. I want to feel you get loose." I'm already loose, but I don't tell him that. All the guys join me in this shot, and we shoot them back at the same time. I am dizzy and struggling to keep my head on my neck.

Roy wastes no time slipping his hand into my shorts. I am wet with his sperm. He scoops it in his fingers and drags it to my mouth for me to taste. I look around at the other men, hoping none of them have seen.



Roy brings his hand back inside my shorts, where he massages my clit with his thumb and shoves his long fingers into my hole. I am now turned on from his fingers and the alcohol. I can't resist the pressure. I see Chris out of the corner of my eye; he is staring at us. I no longer care. I let out a moan, accidentally catching Naren's and Bishnu's attention. They look over at Roy's hand between my legs and grin.

Naren licks his lips and grabs his crotch. "That looks pretty good man. Why don't you show us that pretty pussy?"

Roy mumbles in my ear, "Going to pull down your shorts now, baby, make you feel even better." Somewhere in the back of my alcohol-addled brain I am embarrassed, but the shots have made me helpless to stop him.

Chris helps Roy lift my ass up to pull my shorts off. I am wet and creamy. I touch myself, and my clit is instantly poking out of its hood, begging for stimulation.



Naren has his dick out of his shorts and Bishnu and Chris are close behind.

Naren leans in closer. "Oh, fuck, man, that's one beautiful pussy."

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Roy starts rubbing my clit harder. I'm spreading my legs, no care to who is watching. I throw my head back and push my hips into his hand.

Bishnu whispers, "That's right, sweetheart, come for us." I look up and see him whacking away at his dick. Naren and Chris are jacking off with painful vigor.



Roy moves his thumb, positioning it just where I need it, and I lose control, panting and screaming and begging him not to stop. "Fuck me, baby, fuck me hard." As I start to come back down, there are four penises around my face—Chris, Naren, and Bishnu have all come up to me, jacking their dicks, and they take turns coming on my face. "Lick it clean for me," Naren demands as he shoves his cockhead in my mouth. Roy holds my mouth open and shoots his load straight down my throat. I am shocked and turned on at the same time. I did not see this afternoon going this way. But I am too drunk to stop them, too drunk to care. I am a whore, fully turned on, and I deserve to be treated like one.



Part 6: SHOTS

When Roy drops me off at home, I am still drunk. The top of my shirt is stained with cum. My vagina hurts from Roy's assaults. I scurry to my bedroom before my parents can see me and sense my shame.

Roy waits a couple days to text me. I panic because I think he's done with me. I would do anything to keep that man. When he finally texts me, I agree to go hang out at his house. I beg Sara to cover for me in case he invites me to spend the night.



We order a pizza and have some beers. It's always beer with him.

A game is about to start, so his friends show up. This time, Chris brings his buddy Jack. It's five guys and me; I'm feeling outnumbered.

Naren brings out the Jägermeister and everyone starts taking shots. It feels like they're egging me on to take extra shots, but we're doing so many so quickly that it's hard to say. I'm getting dizzy, and my head is starting to ache. I tell Roy that I want to go home. He kisses me and tells me I'll get feeling better soon. He rubs one of my breasts. I feel someone rub my crotch; it can't be Roy because his hands are behind my back and on my breast. Everything is confusing. The room is starting to spin.

I don't remember anything until I'm in Roy's shower the next morning and find little bruises along my legs.



"Roy, do you know where these bruises came from?"

"You were a wildcat last night, babe."

"A wildcat?"

"Yeah. Do you want to see something really hot?"

"What's that?"

"You've watched porn before, right?"

I'm horrified that he would even ask. "No, never."

"Baby, you're missing out."

"Why would I want to see that?"

"For one, it's hot. Second, it'll give us ideas of cool shit to do together."

I'm still not sold on it, but I want to make Roy happy. "Ok, I'll try it."

Roy puts on a video. I immediately want to vomit.

The video shows me lying naked on Roy's coffee table. It was clearly taken after all the shots yesterday, and I don't remember any of it. My eyes are shut and my head falls haphazardly from side to side. I lack all control over my body.



Naren is screwing me while Roy, Bishnu, Chris, and Jack stand around me, all naked, all stroking their dicks. Naren stops plowing into me, lets out a loud bellow, then slaps my hip and pulls out. And enormous wad of cum slips out with his dick, plopping onto the carpet. There was a ton of cum in me. At the time this video was made, they had already been fucking me for a while.

Naren literally tags Jack, who moves over to slide his dick in me. "She's so wet," he groans. He pumps me hard and fast, then pulls his dick out to cum on my mound. It shoots all over my belly, droplets flying as far as my breasts.



Jack tags Chris, who looks frighteningly big. He shoves his giant cock in, and I see myself stretch to accommodate him. He slams into me again and again, pulling my pussy lips apart and pushing the others' cum out of my chamber. Finally, he comes with a loud burst emanating from his gut. He withdraws his cock and wipes it clean on my inner thigh.

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Bishnu positions himself between my legs for his turn. He shifts my hips up, allowing him deeper access to my gaping hole. He thrusts hard and ruthlessly. Even in my blacked-out state, I cry out in pain. He must be piercing my back wall. At last he comes, adding his seed to that of his buddies.



When he pulls out, the cum starts dripping again. All the guys look over, grinning at the mess they have made.

Naren wonders, "You think she'll remember any of this tomorrow?"

Roy assures them. "No way man, she's too fucked up."

"Well shit," Naren complains, "She should have the pleasure of knowing how good and fucked she was."

"Don't worry man, I'll show her the video."

Roy takes another turn at me. I can tell from the look on his face that this is not his first time to fuck me that night. It is not the first time any of them fucked me that night. Roy grabs my legs by the knees and pushes them into my chest. He shoves his dick into me and pumps hard and fast. The video highlights his balls slapping off my ass. He starts to grunt and groan—grunting and groaning that I know all too well from when I thought we were making love. His abs tense up, his chest and arm muscles swell, and he comes inside me with all his force. He smiles and slaps his dick against my vagina. "Fuck, that's one sweet pussy." I feel faint watching him treat me that way.



Chris agrees. "No shit man, even when she's passed out."

Stroking his dick again, Roy takes over. "Let's get this coordinated and come on her face." The other guys are already jacking themselves and are on board.

They circle my head, stroking their dicks like men who have already come a couple times. The video shows them each coming in me once, but I can tell from the amount of cum seeping out of my pussy and the force with which they're stroking their dicks that they fucked me more than that. I am sick to my stomach.

On the video, Roy reaches over to my mouth and spreads my lips open. "Something to aim for." Naren comes first, missing my mouth entirely but splattering his seed across my eyes and nose. Chris and Bishnu come in unison, Chris filling my mouth with his cum and Bishnu spewing all over the pretty gold necklace Roy gave me. Jack leans down and shoves his dick straight into my mouth, coming as deep as he can get it. Last, Roy lets it fly all over my face. He then picks up my hand and rubs the cum all over my breasts and my face, laughing as he creams me up.



Naren walks away from the eye of the camera, presumably to shut it off. The screen goes blank.

I look at Roy, who has a big grin on his face. He thinks this is funny. Or sexy.

My pussy liquifies as I watch the video. In an inexplicable way, I am turned on by the video, and I can't understand why.



Part : FAKE ID

I stop dating Roy because of what he and his buddies did to me. Despite all that, I'm ashamed to admit that I miss him and that I'm turned on by the thought of what they did.

Sara and I get fake IDs and go to Aventura nighclub one Friday night. We're sitting at the bar when I see the most gorgeous specimen of a man ever. Jet black hair, square jaw, piercing blue eyes, muscles for days. He says his name is Mark. His buddy chats with Sara, but Mark is 100% devoted to me, his eyes never leaving me.

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Mark is a perfect gentleman, exclaiming over how beautiful I am. He makes me feel pretty and desirable, something I need after the horrible incident with Roy.

Mark buys me several drinks. I flirt with him more than I intend, putting my hand on his thigh and tickling his chest with my fingertips when he makes me laugh. Everything seems to make me laugh. I think I'm getting drunk.

Mark puts his arm around me possessively. He leans down to whisper something in my ear. When I tilt my head up to tell him I didn't hear him, he kisses me full on the lips, a warm but demanding kiss. I could lose myself in this man.



He wraps one arm around the back of my stool and the other along my waist. He puts his knee between mine, spreading my legs and pulling me toward him.

"I could really learn to like you," he warns me.

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I smile and flirt back. "I could learn to like you too."

He kisses me again, more suggestive and more insistent. His tongue finds mind; he sucks it in, showing me what he plans to do with my clit. I am instantly wet and squirming on my bar stool.

"Do you want to get out of here?" he asks.

I hesitate; I need to tell Sara.

"Don't worry about your friend, she's wrapped up with my buddy." Sure enough, I look over and Sara is being groped by Mark's friend. Sara has good judgment. I'm not feeling so trampy anymore.

"Let's go," I say.



Back at his apartment, Mark puts on some slow music. We sit on his sofa and make out until our lips chap and our mouths ache. He fondles my breasts and teases my nipples through my bra. I am pouring hungry juice into my panties.

Finally, he starts undressing me in his living room. My breasts ache for his mouth and my pussy craves his cock. He takes my clothes off slowly and deliberately, one item at a time, folding each piece as he goes. He doesn't seem like a neat freak. I think he just likes to tease me.

I finally give up waiting, plop down on the sofa, and start fingering myself.

He brushes my hand aside. "I don't think so, horny girl. That pussy is for me."



"Then you had better take care of her, because she's starving."

He clearly doesn't like a sassy girl, because he reaches down and slaps me square on my pussy.

"Ow!"

"Be a good girl, or I'll spank you harder."

"I wasn't trying to be bad, I just need some attention."

"I'm about to give you the attention you want."

I make the mistake of smarting off again. "Other guys at the gym were ready to give me attention."

In a lightening move, Mark flips me over, shoving me into the sofa stomach-first, my face mashed into a throw pillow. Whap, whap, whap, whap! He slaps my ass with all his force. I'm crying hot tears of pain and rage.



I start kicking my legs and trying to push up from the sofa. "Stop it! Stop!"

He lets me flip myself over then grabs me and throws me over his shoulder.

Mark carries me into his bedroom and tosses me onto his bed. I am wildly turned on by the way he throws me around and dominates me.

He grabs my legs and pulls me to him, spreading me apart at the knees to make room for his shoulders. I try to sit up, but he pushes me down with one forceful hand in the middle of my chest.

"I'm going to fuck you now. You can relax and enjoy it, or you can fight me, which would be a lot of fun. The choice is yours."

And with that, he buries his face between my legs. His tongue is wet and probing, his fingers unforgiving. He laps me with powerful, teasing strokes of his tongue, while rubbing my G-spot with his strong fingers. I come unglued, bucking my hips into his face and holding the sides of his head with my inner thighs. I grab his fingers and push them deeper into me. He takes my cue and starts thrusting them in and out, harder and harder. I come again, a screaming-O that rattles my spine and shatters my skull. As I come back down, he's already climbing onto me, "My turn, sweet girl."



He sits on my chest, parts my lips with his fingers, and pushes himself inside me. He is full and hard. His precum drips on my tongue. "Take it. Fuck that cock all the way down."

He pulls my head back by my hair so he can get his cock in deeper. I'm coughing and gagging around him, and that just makes him love it more. I'm struggling to breathe, sputtering and choking around his cock as he shoves it in and out and grinds it in circles with his hips. I can feel my cheeks swell out each time his hips thrust to either side. It only turns me on more.

I feel his balls tighten. He's close to coming. He yanks his dick out of my mouth and squeezes his base. He doesn't want to come yet. He's not done with me.



He slides down my body, lining his head up with my hole. Shit, not yet.

"Stop, we need a condom."

He's beyond caring. He hooks his arms under my knees and impales me in one sharp thrust.

His chest is a wall against which I cannot beat my firsts hard enough. His hips thwart my efforts to buck him off. His ass is impervious to the kicks from my heels. I finally try to bite his hand, and he slaps me in the face.

I start crying. "Please, stop. I'm not on the pill."

This seems to excite him even more, and he starts thrusting hard, his heavy balls slamming against my virgin asshole, the tip of his dick ramming my cervix with every shove.



He whispers terrible things in my ears, all while he's pounding into me, "Do you like that? You want to fuck an older man? You want to fuck a bunch of older men? Is that what you want?"

"No, I just want you off me. Please."

"Beg me."

"What?"

"Beg me to fuck you."

"Oh God, no."

"You beg, I stop."

"Ok. Please fuck me."

"What else?"

"Fuck me hard. Fuck me with your big cock."

"More."

"Fuck it hard. Fuck my little pussy. I need your big cock to fill up my little pussy so tight."

That's just what he needs. His balls pull up, his shaft fills out, and he comes inside my unprotected hole.



"Fuck, babe, that was amazing."

When he starts to roll off me, I try to push him away. Maybe I can get to the bathroom in time and pee his seed out.

He grabs my wrist. "Nuh-uh-uh. Where do you think you're going?"

"Bathroom."

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"I don't think so, little girl. You're staying right here with me."

He reaches under the mattress and pulls out two sets of handcuffs. What the?

He snaps one to my wrist and clicks the other end to the metal headboard.

I try to push him away, yanking at the handcuff. "Stop! I have to pee."

"I guess you should have thought of that before you started teasing me"

He grabs my free wrist, and I try to punch him away. He slaps me across the face, the same side as last time. My cheek burns, and I start to cry.

"Be a good little girl."

He holds my second wrist in a steely grip, his nails digging into my flesh, and slips the second set of handcuffs around my wrist. The free end he attaches at the other end of the headboard. I am tethered, arms spread out, naked on his bed.

Mark leaves the room for a minute. I look over the headrest to see if there's a way I can free myself, but there isn't. I yank at the handcuffs. They're unforgiving steel; they, too, are not moving.

He returns with a mirror and holds it up to me. "Look how gorgeous you are, all naked, cum-filled, and tied to my bed. This is where you belong." The truth is, seeing myself naked and handcuffed to his bed is turning me on. I want him to spread my legs and fuck me again.



He reaches under the bed and pulls out a video camera. He clicks it on, zooms it in on my face, and says, "Say 'hi' for the video."

"What?"

"That's right, baby, just your face, not mine, all captured on video."

I'm confused by the video camera but turned on by the idea of making another home-made porn. "I'll do anything you want. Even anal. I'll give you my virgin hole. Please just take these cuffs off."

"You're right, you will give us your virgin hole, but on our terms."

"Us?"

He leaves the room and comes back with a black t-shirt and a pair of scissors. He cuts the t-shirt in half, then wraps one half around my head and knots it so it's covering my eyes. I toss my head side to side, trying to stop him from blindfolding me, but I cannot stop him.

He takes the other half of the t-shirt and ties it around the bottom half of my face, wadding a ball up in my mouth to make sure I can't talk.

He gets off the bed, and I hear him leave the room.

It's pitch black, I can't move, can't speak. My only remaining sense is my hearing. My pussy wets as I wonder what he's planning to do with me.



After what feels like hours, there's a knock on his door. In addition to Mark, I hear five male voices. I recognize Roy's immediately. I know Chris's voice because he always sat so close to me on Roy's sofa. It takes me a minute to pick out Naren's brazen baritone and a little longer to note Bishnu's softer voice. The last is quieter, almost a whisper—Jack. That's the voice that scares me the most. I hear excitement in his voice, which rises on the words "video" and "anal."

I hear Mark say, "In here. A sight for sore eyes."

Naren gives a low whistle. "Day-um. You don't waste any time, Mark."

Bishnu joins in the compliments. "Man, you know how to reel them in. Nice job."

"Must be nice to be the pretty boy in the bunch, pick up the fuck toys," chimes in Chris.

Roy sits on the bed and strokes my hair. "We're going to have party. You're the guest of honor."

While Roy is talking, I hear clothes rustling in the background. Shoes taken off, belt buckles undone, shirts lifted off, pants dropped to the floor.

I was ready and eager for Mark, but not six men. But I remind myself this could be as sexy as the video, except I would be sober and able to enjoy it this time.



Roy lays down his rule. "Her ass is pure, and it's mine. Who wants to start her pussy?"

Naren's voice booms out. "I've been wanting to tap that girl since I saw her." He climbs on the bed and tries to untangle my legs. I'm using all my force to keep them together and kicking him each time he gets his hand near them.

Bishnu, who I always mistook for the nice guy, tells Naren to relax. "We got you covered." Bishnu walks around to the other side of the room and takes my right leg, Jack takes my left leg, and they split me open like a wishbone.

Mark, who seemed so nice an hour ago, leans down and whispers in my ear, "If we have to open your legs again, we're going to tie them open. Got it?"

Naren wastes no time plowing into me. He is thick and hard, his balls heavy and loose against my ass. He holds my hips for leverage and slams himself into me as hard as he can. I'm rocking my head from side to side, flexing my feet and curling my toes trying to show him that he's hurting me, but the show just turns him on more. At last, he loses his load, coming all inside my unprotected womb, threatening to place a baby there. I hate Naren, and the thought of him impregnating me is making me sick. He slaps his dick on my pussy a couple times, eases his heavy body off of me, and mumbles, "Fuck, great pussy."



Someone else climbs on top of me. He takes more time to slide in than Naren did, but it just prolongs the agony. That's not Roy's dick. I've had so much sex with Roy that I would know his dick in a line-up. Mark and Jack are on the other side. This must be Bishnu.

He clasps my arms as he thrusts, putting pressure on my handcuffed wrists. He uses my arms to pull himself deeper still. He's big, and the sensation of him slamming off my back wall is sending aching chills up my spine. His pelvis rubs against my clit and his massive penis makes rhythmic contact with my G-spot. Despite myself, I start orgasming, throwing my legs out wider and bucking my hips wildly into his groin. I'm breathing so hard it's difficult to catch my breath through the t-shirt wadded up in my mouth. My hands strain at the handcuffs as I find my release through his giant cock. Almost in synchrony with my orgasm, he takes four heaving thrusts and comes as far back as he can shoot his load.



When Bishnu pulls out, the men start laughing. "Fuck man, that's a lot of cum seeping out of that little pussy. You made her come like a bitch in heat."

Roy decides to share my secret. "Want to know the best part? She's not on the pill. We might knock her up tonight."

One of them whistles. "Fuck, that's hot."

Mark says, "Roy, you're up."

"Ok, we've got to flip her over."

Several hands undo my handcuffs, flip me onto my stomach, then reset my handcuffs so I'm face down on the bed. Someone yanks me up by my waist, putting me in doggy position. Jack crawls underneath me, his breath burning into my nose. He pulls my hips down. "Good girl, ride that dick." He holds me steady and pumps his hips up into me. He takes me hard, pounding my pussy and kneading my breasts like Play-Doh. His suction on my nipples is a vacuum, and when he pops off them, I know that they are red and raw. I'm agonizingly sore, and his dick is scbanging through me, pushing me toward another release.



All of a sudden, I hear Roy spit and feel a wad of moisture on my back hole. I am horrified because he's going in my ass, and I've never done anal before. But I'm also excited to have my first anal experience. Roy has been bugging me to do it, and it was only a matter of time.

His head aligns with the outside of my hole. He's not going to do anything to prepare me—no lube, no finger massage, no nothing.

Mark doesn't help. "Just jam it in there, man. It feels best when it's tight." Roy gets the memo and slams his head in with all his might, tip to root.

Roy has torn me going in, small fissures lining the pucker of my hole. I'm thrashing my legs and head around, tears flowing under my blindfold, throat aching with all the screams that cannot be heard. I'm yanking and pulling at the handcuffs, trying to escape the pain. Naren comes around and switches my handcuffs out for some sort of leather restraints. "Got to make sure you don't bleed, little girl."



Roy starts pounding hard. "Fuck yeah. So tight. So hot. ohh, yes."

Jack picks that moment to reach down to my clit. He has a little vibrator on his pointer finger; he clicks it on and rests it against my clit. At the same time, he starts pumping into me at the rhythm that Roy is fucking my ass. The vibrator sets me off, and I start coming all over Jack, grinding my pussy into him, dragging my clit along this finger, even pushing my ass back onto Roy's cock. My body has betrayed me. I no longer feel like a victim; I feel like a slut.

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Jack and Roy come in me at nearly the same time, pushing and thrusting and groaning their release as deep as they can. Roy is panting and lets his sweat-covered chest rest upon me while he catches his breath. Jack starts pumping again and his dick hardens, causing him to thrust into me all over again.



The other guys aren't going to let my newly minted asshole go unused. Mark climbs on behind Roy and jams his dick up my ass without pause or ceremony. "Ah, fuck, tight man." He pumps me hard but briefly, his cum shooting in fast wads. He fills the spaces that Roy's cum missed.

Chris is next, anxious and hungry after watching everyone else have their turn. He slides into my ass more slowly, enjoying every inch of the forbidden hole. But once he's all the way in, he pulls out with intensity and force, shoving it back in with equal vigor. He takes the longest to come, enjoying the ride and spanking my ass as he goes. I can feel the handprints that will be there tomorrow, though the pain from them are nothing like my shredded asshole and abused pussy.



It's nearly morning now, and we're all tired. Nevertheless, they continue to take turns fucking me. Each wants a turn at my ass, and each wants an opportunity to leave their seed in my pussy. They fuck my holes two at a time. They come in my holes until they are dripping vats of cum, then they start coming on my tits and ass, smearing it all over my body and rubbing it into my cheeks. Each time they double penetrate me, I have a screaming orgasm, and I am ashamed of my body for giving in to the power of their dicks.



Finally, when I'm sure I cannot walk, Roy comes around to the head of the bed. "I'm going to take your gag and blindfold off now. If you scream, there will be trouble. Understand?" I nod.

He removes the gag and blindfold. The lights are blinding, and I realize I'm staring at a video camera. I look around; all the guys are grinning.

"We want you to come here tomorrow night. And as many nights after that as we say. If you say no, we'll release this video. Everyone will see your pretty face, hear you beg Mark to fuck you, and watch you come with two guys in you. Understand?"



I am wildly turned on by the fact that they videotaped our fuckfest. "I just have one question: can you bring more friends next time?"



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