Loading...I stood at the end of the walkway leading up to the house where it all happened. I stared at the closed door and wondered if I was crazy for being here again. I knew I should just leave before someone noticed me. But I just couldn’t bring myself to walk away.
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I’m a network admin for a trucking company. My shift is from 8:00 P.M. to 5:00 A.M., Sunday through Thursday. Maintenance and cleaning is always gone by 10:00 P.M. I’m alone in the offices after that.
My name is Nikki. I’m 20 years old, 5′ 4″, 137 pounds, slightly busty with medium length, natural red hair. And until last weekend, I was naïve as hell—at least about my own sexuality.
Tony works in maintenance and cleaning. He had been hitting on me regularly for about a month. He was kind of cute, so I finally decided to go out with him. On our third date, he took me to an action flick with a couple of raunchy sex scenes, which I guess got me a little turned on. So we wound up at his apartment.
Now, it’s not that I was a prude or anything, but like I said, I was naïve… and inexperienced. I had only been with two other guys. I always insisted on a condom. And I’d never had a guy in my mouth before. So when Tony asked, I was a little hesitant. But he pressed it and I figured, what that hell, I’m a big girl.
With Tony’s direction, I gave him my first blowjob. It didn’t go very well, though. He expected me to swallow his load. But I didn’t know what to expect. So when he came, I gagged, strangled and blew it all over his lap. He laughed it off and said, “Girl! You need some practice.”
We fooled around some more, broke out a condom, got laid, and that was that. He asked me out again the following weekend; which was last weekend.
Bob and Eddie were a couple of guys Tony knew from a previous job. They rented a house together and liked to party a lot. Eddie was in his late twenties and Bob, his mid to late thirties. They were throwing a party and would have booze, beer and maybe some smoke. Tony was invited and told to bring a date.
We arrived at the party around six o’clock Saturday evening. Tony introduced me to everyone there. Some girl named Cassandra was the only other female. She had come with her boyfriend, Tim. Eddie and another guy they called “Spunker” were obviously jocks. From the way they were built and by the way they carried on, I figured they must have played football together in high school. Or maybe big, dumb jock guys are just like that.
I grabbed a beer and tried to strike up a conversation with Cassandra. But she was already too blitzed to form complete sentences, so that didn’t go very far. It wasn’t long before Eddie dragged me into the midst of a guy huddle. Tony had been telling Eddie and Bob about his new heartthrob—me. And they wanted to know more. So I described my boring life of the past couple of years and mused about my plans for the next couple.
I guess I was quite thoroughly boring the living hell out of them. Because in the middle of my exposé, Bob broke out a joint, a really nice, fat bastard, too! It wasn’t long before Tim and Cassandra joined us. Soon, other guests arrived. Some of them joined us for a toke as well.
Normally I don’t smoke that much pot. But so far, this party was shaping up to be about as exciting as a Mother Goose recital. And I knew that a good ol’ reefer buzz could be counted on to lower my threshold of entertainment. The thing is, I wasn’t getting that much. In fact, as I watched for it to come around, I noticed that Bob and Tony were clearly getting the lion’s share of the smoke. Well, at least I got enough of a buzz to laugh at their dumb jokes.
We moved to the living room. Most of the crowd started playing quarters while some of us watched and laughed. Occasionally another joint would make the rounds. By 8:30, Tony was pass out cold in a chair by the front door. His arms dangled over each side. A beer can lay in his lap where it had tipped over and emptied itself into his crotch. A string of drool dangled from his open mouth.
“Prick,” I grumbled at him, silently promising myself that this was our last date. Apparently, Eddie overheard my complaint.
“Whaz da problum there, sweet Nikki?” he quizzed me, trying to be cute about it.
I stood with my hands on my hips glaring at my date-wanna-be, who had just begun to snore. I looked around at Eddie and gestured at Tony with one hand. Eddie sat on the end of the couch where he had been watching others trying to drop a quarter into a glass of whiskey before the whiskey dropped them. He patted the couch next to where he sat. I plopped down onto it beside him, folding my arms over my chest.
“Asshole takes me on a date and then passes out,” I explained, still glaring at Tony. “Hell, I was lookin’ forward to… a little——.” My statement trailed off into silence and I never finished it. I shook my head and looked at Eddie.
Eddie raised his arms over his head and stretched then hooked his hands behind his head and grinned at me. I quickly picked up his musky scent. He wasn’t wearing cologne or aftershave, which I dislike anyway. And it wasn’t body odor either. It was just him; his natural “guy-smell.” And it was a turn-on.
“If ummm… ya wanna… little,” he said nodding his head toward a closed door behind us. “That’s my room back there.”
“Would serve the prick right,” I mumbled, still bitching about Tony.
I was just miffed enough and just buzzed enough that the notion was appealing to me. And so what if Eddie was a big dumb jock. It’s not like he was proposing marriage.
I felt his arm slide gently around me. He pulled me closer, closing the few inches that had been between us. Now the musky scent of his pheromones enshrouded and overwhelmed me. Yes, I’ll fuck Eddie!
“Let’s do it,” I softly whispered to him.
I looked around the room as we stood up together. Two more guys had passed out, as had Cassandra. The rest of the crowd was still engrossed in yet another drinking game. Eddie and I slipped off to his bedroom. He opened the door and we stepped inside. Eddie glanced back into the living room one last time then quietly pulled the door shut behind us.
I backed away from him toward the bed, pulling off my gray T-shirt and giving him my sexiest “let’s fuck like bunnies” look. Between being mildly high and my level of arousal, I gave no thought to a condom.
Eddie chuckled as he walked toward me, ripping his own shirt off and tossing it onto the dresser. I bit my lower lip and let my shirt drop to the floor.
“You really wanna fuck, doncha, baby,” Eddie said rhetorically. “I hope you’re ready for this.”
“Do me,” I said softly, almost as a challenge.
I unfastened my blue jeans and began to wiggle out of them while kicking my tennis shoes off.
He had reached me now and at around six feet, he towered over me. I kissed his chest then his lips. His tongue slipped into my mouth while he reached around me and unfastened my bra. He pulled it off of me and let it drop beside my shirt. My jeans had fallen to my knees. I stopped wiggling my ass as he grasped my breasts in his hands. He squeezed them, just enough that it tingled more than hurt. Oh God, I was wet!
He slid his hands away from my boobs and to my sides then down my sides to my hips. He knelt down, pushing my panties to my ankles along with my jeans while kissing my trimmed bush just above my clit. I stepped out of my jeans and panties. He removed my socks as I raised each foot. I was completely naked.
He gently pushed me back until I reached the bed. I sat on its edge. Then he stood up, unfastened his jeans and pushed them down with his briefs. His cock bobbed right in front of my face, curving up slightly. It was a good seven inches long and about two inches thick. His balls were the size of two lemons.
A small opaque drop of fluid had oozed its way to the opening. I leaned forward and licked it off. It had an odd taste I can’t describe, but I liked it. I felt him caress the back of my head then run his fingers into my hair. I took his cock in my right hand then slid it into my mouth.
I was determined not to repeat the mistake of my first blowjob, so I resolved to be ready to swallow him when he came. I started bobbing my head up and down on him. He moaned a couple of times and told me how good it was. Then he told me to stop. I looked up at him, letting his dick slide out of my mouth.
“I don’t wanna cum in your mouth,” he said. “I wanna cum in your pussy. Lay back on the bed.”
I squirmed onto the bed while he finished removing his pants. He climbed onto the bed with me. I lay back as he crawled toward me on his hands and knees. I spread my legs for him and he climbed onto me, holding himself over me on his arms. Oh that smell! I honestly had never before noticed how much I liked it, wanted it; how much it made me want to fuck.
I felt his dick bobbing around my bush, leaving its fluid on my thighs as it bumped into them. I reached down and took it in my right hand and guided it to my opening. He slid its head just inside of me and stared into my face.
“Get ready for the fuckin’ o’ your life,” he said with a sinister grin.
In one smooth, single movement, he slid that entire, sweet, beautiful piece of meat into me, burying it deep within my pussy until his pelvis was pressed firmly against mine. I moaned and he grunted.
“Ooo, you are new to this, aren’cha,” he said, apparently finding my fresh pussy tight.
Suddenly, he shoved himself back, rolling onto his knees while grabbing my hips. He pulled me back with him, keeping me firmly pressed against his pelvis; his cock deeply imbedded within me. I’m sure my eyes were as big as my ass and I remember my mouth falling open. I was a little in shock and wondered what the hell he was going to do to me.
Holding me firmly by the cheeks of my ass, he began to hammer the absolute shit out of me, pounding into me hard! Oh, it was good. But I was so startled, all I could do was lay there staring at him while he horse-fucked me. This went on for about a minute and a half.
Suddenly he stiffened up and thrust forward. His cock began twitching inside of me. Even his balls seemed to throb against my ass while he shot his thick, hot sperm into me. He spurted three distinct bursts of hot fluid inside my pussy. I felt as though his cock was claiming my cunt for its very own.
He slumped forward over me and moaned. His head hung as though he was staring at what he had just done. Then he looked up at me, snickered and pulled out. His softening rod made a slurping sound as it withdrew from my dripping pussy.
Still a little in shock, I raised up onto my elbows and glared at him. “That’s it! That’s all you got, you son of a bitch! Just hump me and walk off before I even get into it!”
He climbed off of the bed and looked back at me. He laughed at me.
“God damn it! I wanna cum, too, fucker!” I shouted at him.
He laughed again and walked to the door. “Oh, you’re gonna get plenty o’ chance to cum.”
He pulled the door open, stepped to one side and faced me again. Immediately, Bob and four other men walked into the room. Bob held his shirt in one hand while unfastening his shorts with the other. I’m sure my eyes got even bigger still as I realized what was happening. I yelled out something and rolled over to get off of the bed but barely made it to my feet.
In an instant Bob was beside me, pushing me onto the bed. I fell back onto my elbows, my legs dangled from the side of the bed, my ass right at its edge. I saw Bob’s cut-offs and shirt fall to the floor. His cock—narrower but longer than Eddie’s—stuck straight out at me like some kind of menacing lance.
I gasped and started to scream for help. Again, I didn’t get the chance. Bob jumped onto the bed with me, pushing me onto my back. He swung a leg over me and sat on my tummy, straddling me, though supporting most of his weight on his knees. He grabbed my wrists and fell forward, pinning my arms.
I pushed and bucked trying to fight him off but he was too strong. Still tensed up and panting, I stared into his face. I fought desparately to wrest my hands free, but I was wearing down fast. His long rod bobbed around above my boobs, its head hovering just over my chin. A droplet of fluid seeped from its opening.
“That’s it, Nikki. Just relax. Relax and listen for a minute.” Trembling with fear, I stopped struggling.
“Ok, here’s how this goes,” he continued. “You can kick and scream, fight back and resist. All that’s gonna do is get you bruised up and hurt. Or you could just relax and let it happen to ya. Then… no pain is necessary. But either way, this is gonna happen.”
He grinned and looked over his shoulder at the other five men. I glanced at them too. By this time, all of them were naked. They all sported flagpoles except Eddie and he was working on it. Bob and I made eye contact again.
“On the other hand, from what I saw and heard… you do like to fuck. You know… you could even relax and get into it. You never know; ya might just like it, maybe even have a good time here tonight. And hey… you can enjoy it guilt free. ‘Cause like I said… it’s gonna happen, with or without your consent.”
Still trembling, I said nothing. I’m sure my face revealed my fear. I did not resume struggling.
“Ok! So let’s see how ya do,” Bob said.
I stared up at him and swallowed hard. He released my wrists, pulled my head up with one hand and stuffed a pillow under it with the other. Then he rested his hands on the bed beside my face, leaning down enough that his pole lay between my tits. Its head bumped my chin just beneath my lip. He gathered up the pillow my head was lying on and pulled it into a ball, forcing my face up and forward. His cock poked my nose, leaving behind its drop of fluid, though more was already forming.
“Push your boobs together on my dick,” he directed. “Then suck and lick the head till I tell ya to stop.”
I hesitantly brought my hands up and complied, mashing his cock between my breasts. It felt hot against my skin. I opened my mouth, letting the head of his dick drop into it then closed my lips around it. I licked the droplet away and gently began sucking him.
Another man walked up behind Bob. I couldn’t see who it was. I pulled my legs together and locked my ankles. The man softly slid a finger along the inside of my leg from my knee to my crotch. I gasped again, letting the head of Bob’s dick slipped out of my mouth. I started to protest, but Bob cut me off.
“Just relax, Nikki. Relax while your next lover pumps your tight little cunt full o’ sperm.”
I began trembling again. The man behind Bob grabbed my knees. I whimpered and at first, resisted his efforts to push them apart. But whoever it was, was too strong. I closed my eyes and gave in.
My legs were pushed open and I felt some guy’s hands run up my thighs, spreading them wider still. Then his hands slid under my ass and pulled me upward. I could feel his body heat between my legs as he rubbed his pelvis against mine. His pubic hair tickled my ass and thighs. Then, holding me up with one hand, he found my hole with the other.
A cock slid into me a couple of inches. Then two hands clutched my ass and in one short thrust, he buried his dick into me and began to fuck me. He did not pound on me as hard as Eddie had, but he was humping me just as fast. After about five minutes, he thrust into me and held it. I started panting. He jerked back, then into me again and shot his sperm into my pussy.
His cock twitched and throbbed, spewing jism inside of me. Once more, he jerked back then into me again, hard, and held it for a second load. His hips heaved against mine as a burst of hot liquid spurted deep into me.
This time he stayed pressed against me while his dick finished pumping. His right thumb savagely massaged my clit for a few seconds, forcing my pussy to squeeze and milk his cock dry. Then, just as unceremoniously as he had entered me, he pulled out of me and was gone.
My whole body trembled. I breathed hard and I could feel warm liquid oozing out of my pussy and down the crack of my ass. Another man walked up, but Bob told him to wait.
“You’re gonna do just fine, Nikki,” Bob said to me. “And since your beginnin’ to cooperate, I’m gonna get up and let ya take it the easy way. Just scoot up onto the bed, lay back and relax.”
Bob slid off of me and off of the bed. I looked down to see who was next. The big bruiser they called “Spunker” stood at my feet, grinning at me. My whole body shook with fear while I crawled onto the bed as I had been ordered. I lay back and closed my eyes, accepting that resistance would do me no good.
Spunker climbed onto the bed with me and pushed my legs apart. He moved closer on his knees until he was in position. He groped my pussy then stuck three fingers inside me.
“My dick ain’t that big,” he said in his deep baritone voice. “But my balls are huge and full o’ hot sperm. Open your eyes, bitch. I wancha to see who’s gonna gitcha pregnant.”
My eyes popped open all right, but not to greet my next suitor. I suddenly realized that all of this was unprotected sex. Oh my God! What if one of these bastards does get me pregnant?
“Please guys,” I begged. “Please! I’ll cooperate. Just please use rubbers.”
“A little late for that, ain’t it?” Bob replied. “Besides, that would kinda defeat the effect we’re after.”
I felt the head of Spunker’s meat enter me. Then he slowly slid the rest of it in until his hips here pressed against me, forcing my legs open so far I had to raise them up to keep him from disjointing my hips. I moaned loudly, not so much because it hurt. But I had become terribly sensitive inside. And Spunker didn’t exactly feel as small as three fingers. I kept expecting it to hurt, but actually, it never did.
Then I realized; I’m wet—and not just from cum! I really am getting into this.
I stared into Spunker’s face; another big, dumb jock. Thankfully, the heavy brute held himself up on his arms so as not to crush me. I figured he was probably no better a fuck than Eddie. Well, that would be all right, if just he’d last a little longer. Ok, with that thought, I realized, yeah, I really am getting into this.
He began to hump me. And he lasted at least five minutes. Suddenly he started the cum-dance—thrust in, hold it a moment then let ‘er rip. Damn! He wasn’t kidding about his balls being full!
His cock and balls pumped load after load of Spunker’s hot semen into my snatch. I began to hump him back. And during his third or fourth burst inside of me, I let out a high-pitched yelp and came with him.
Well before he even pretended to be finished, I felt his juice gushing back out of my pussy. Finally, I could feel his dick shrinking inside me—though he continued humping at me until, I suppose, he’d pumped his last drop into me. I guessed that’s why they called him “Spunker.”
At last he rolled over and lay beside me, panting like a dog. After almost a minute one of the guys yelled for him to get his fat lazy ass off of the bed because, ‘there’s more slit-splittin’ on the way!’ Well, at least Spunker got me off.
Spunker was barely off the bed when the next hard cock climbed on. He made no bones about anything. He was there to fuck me and that was that. I was still lying flat on my back and had let my legs drop to the bed to rest. They were still slightly spread apart.
Number four climbed onto the bed. I drew my knees up and back to give him access. He climbed between my legs, grabbed my ankles and raised my legs up and back, nearly pushing my knees to my face. He told me to keep my legs up like that until he was inside me. He grabbed his cock in one hand, leaned against my raised legs and entered me. Then he grabbed my ankles again.
He pushed about three inches into me then leaned forward against my legs. I moaned, this time because it did hurt. Then, in one sudden motion, he plunged his six-inch dick all the way into me, slamming his pelvis against my ass and and the backs of my legs. He humped me like that for about two minutes then pulled out. I knew he hadn’t climaxed.
“Roll over and get on your hands and knees,” he ordered. His tone left no room for questions.
I rolled over and raised up onto my hands and knees. He got behind me, grabbed my hips and led me back until we were in the middle of the bed. He scooted up to me and rubbed the head of his dick against my pussy lips. I was beginning to wonder what this freak was going to do to me. Then he spoke to someone else in the room who quickly joined us on the bed.
That should have been it, I thought as number five sat down in front of me. Then I looked around and realized that at least three more men had joined us! Plus Bob still had his turn coming. Suddenly there was a bright flash to my left. One of the newcomers had brought a camera. Great! So now I’m a porn star.
The guy in front of me wiggled his cock in my face. It was only about five inches long but at least two and a half inches thick at its base. At the instruction of the man behind me, the guy in front lay on his back and slid under me until his cock protruded directly below my face.
His legs extended beneath me but he bent his knees up and used them to force my arms out from under me. I fell onto his raised knees. He told me to lower my face into his lap and put his cock in my mouth. The cameraman snapped another shot as I complied.
The pungent smell of sex enveloped me. I had surrendered to my animal lusts, had relaxed and was thoroughly enjoying what they were doing to me. I began giving head to the guy below me. From behind me, our “commander” sternly ordered me to swallow all that was ejaculated into my mouth.
They guy I was sucking told me I was doing great. Then he directed my hand to a spot at the base of his balls. He said to tickle it gently until he shot into my mouth. I began this, and again, another photo-op was created. The man behind me instructed me to make no effort whatever to raise up until I was told to, and further, while he was not there to serve my well-being, I must obey him as though he was.
While I gave the guy under me head, the fuck-nazi behind me once again slammed his cock deep into my pussy. Then he leaned forward, grabbed both of my boobs in his hands and began to pull, squeeze, mash and generally play with them like putty while hammering relentlessly at my snatch. I guess he knew what he was doing, too, because it felt excellent!
So with a cock stuck in me at each end, the cameraman snapped photo after photo from every conceivable angle. I actually hoped I got to see them later.
After around ten minutes, the cock in my mouth began to twitch. I knew we were about to have a winner. I continued doing just as he had told me to do: tickling his spot while sliding my mouth, lips and tongue up and down his shaft and teasing the head until he blew. And oh did he blow!
With a single upward thrust, his cock began shooting into my mouth. While not nearly as prolific a cumer as Spunker, he certainly came a lot. I had to struggle valiantly to keep any of it from oozing past my lips. But I managed to swallow it all.
Once he finished fucking my face, he pressed my head onto his lap and began stroking my cheeks. He told me to lay there until his partner was done with my pussy. I nuzzled up to his cock, licking and playing with it and with his balls and generally doing what I could to arouse him again.
Meanwhile, fuck-nazi got off and it was a wild one. Like most of them, he slammed in and held it. But as that wondrous, delightful twitching and throbbing began, he pulled out, almost all the way. Then he slammed back in as hard as he could—just in time for me to feel that hot liquid shoot forcefully into me. But wait! He was not done! He pressed hard against me until that spurt was done. Then again he pulled nearly all the way out, then back in like a jackhammer with yet another hot load of joy-juice.
This he did four times in the space of two minutes. And each time he thrust into me for another shot, he squeezed the living hell out of my boobs. Yes it hurt. But oh, it felt so good. And I came hard each time he did it.
Those two were done with me. They let me flop onto my tummy and lay there while they got off of the bed—and another man climbed on for his turn. His hard-on was still pretty firm from watching. But it had lost some of his rigidness from the wait. It needed work.
I reached up and took his cock in my hand, stroking it a couple of times. Hmmm. It felt like it might well be a good sized one with a little help. I raised up and put it in my mouth. Instantly it began to grow and firm up. With only a few bobs of my head, his manhood—eight inches long and nearly three wide—was ready to pillage me.
He took my chin and pulled me off of his cock. He stared into my face and squeezed my tits. I moaned and looked forward to whatever he might do to me.
“Where do you want it?” he asked.
“Pussy.”
“Front or back?”
“You choose. Just fuck me hard and cum inside me.”
“Get on your knees and lay your head on the bed. Lay that pillow on your arms, then lay your head on the pillow. But keep your ass in the air for me.”
I got into the position as he told me. All the while, the camera clicked shot after shot. From behind me, this guy tickled and massaged my pussy lips. Then he teased my asshole with his finger and told me that soon, it too must be initiated. Next he pushed the head of his big cock into my pussy and moved it around. I moaned and pushed back, trying to get more of that monster inside me.
He chuckled and leaned forward, grabbing my boobs and squeezing them. It wasn’t as good as the fuck-nazi, but it was good. And then he plunged into me with all that he had. I moaned and shuddered as his cock slid deep into my ultra-sensitive pussy. I could feel its every vein, every ripple, every bump and irregularity. The very feel of it slamming into me hard almost made me cum.
He released my tits and leaned back then grabbed my outer thighs right at my hips—to use as handles he even warned. Then he began to hammer me, hard, fast, without mercy; just as Eddie had done. But he lasted more than a minute and a half. He fucked me like that for probably ten minutes or so and in that time, I came on his dick, down his balls and his legs. I came until my juices ran down both of our thighs—and still, he had not shot his load into me.
Suddenly he pulled out of me and pushed me down onto the bed. He ordered me onto my back. I rolled over, spread my legs and raised my knees to present to him his fuck-toy. He fell forward, almost onto me, barely catching himself with his hands. Then he crammed his cock inside my snatch once more and now from the front, fucked me just as relentlessly as he had from behind. He even reared back and pulled me onto him as Eddie had done—and still he did not cum.
Finally, he lay on me, squeezing my boobs again while he continued to pound away on my pussy. He began to moan and I knew he was close. At last, the moment I wanted most from him arrived. He thrust forward into me and held his cock as deep in me as he could force it to go. His balls were pressed against my ass; his pelvis buried into mine—he began to cum!
Oh that delicious sensation: Just as I had felt his every vein, ripple and bump as he slammed into me, so now I felt them violate me from the inside as his balls and cock danced their dance, shooting yet another load of hot, sticky sperm into my pussy. And I too came, moaning—almost screaming.
He pulled out of me and lay beside me until he could get his wind. Then he said he had to be on his way and hoped we had a chance to fuck again, because I was one hot and horny slut.
As he left, the last two climbed onto the bed. Moments later, Bob and Eddie returned. The guy with the camera directed Eddie to where he had laid it, asking that Eddie continue photographing my gang rape.
I lay on the bed looking up at them, wondering what they would do to me next. The sperm of many men mingled within me and oozed from my snatch and down the crack of my ass. Then I remembered that the last man had said that soon enough, my ass would be next.
I had never taken a dick in my ass before and I wondered what that would be like. I wondered if its turn had come. I didn’t have to wonder for long. They told me to get back on my hands and knees.
One got in front and immediately presented his dick to my face. It was five or six inches long, but narrow. It would be easy to do. I asked him to spread his legs so I could play with his balls while I sucked him. He did. I took him into my mouth and began to suck him while playing with his spot at the base of his balls.
The guy behind me slid his cock into my pussy first. It felt good. I would say it was about as long as the guy fucking my mouth but thicker. He pumped my cunt a few times then pulled out again. Next he pressed the head of his cock against my asshole, by now thoroughly luberacated by all the jism that had run down my crack. Plus, this guy having just left my snatch was well lubed.
He pushed his dick into my ass. I trembled and moaned in pain as it slid deep into me. I had to pause the blowjob for a few seconds. The guy in my ass pushed all the way in then held it there about a minute. He told me that he would give my ass time to adjust to his cock. But after that minute, he took my hips and began to hump me relentlessly.
The pain quickly went away and I started getting into it. After a couple minutes, he slid his hand under my thigh and began to play with my clit. I shuddered and began to hump his hand. He kept this up for another minute or so while my orgasm built. Then, just as I was ready to cum, he grabbed my hips and again thrust deep into my ass, blowing it full of hot semen.
I quivered with an orgasm then moaned, which that set off the guy in my mouth. His cock began to bob and jerk and suddenly my mouth filled with his sperm. I slurped and swallowed and got most of it down.
Finished with me now, the two men climbed off of the bed. Eddie returned the camera to its owner, insisting that he was due some copies of what it held. They man promised Eddie a full set and they left. I was now alone in the room with Eddie and Bob.
“Well young lady,” Bob began, sitting on the edge of the bed. “We sent Tony along home.”
“What?” I asked. I sat up but Eddie clutched one of my breasts and gently pushed me onto my back.
“Yeah. Tony’s gone, kid. He woke up and wanted to know where you were. We told him you were pissed off because he passed out on you and you left. So… he left with Tim and Cassandra.”
“Bastard,” I cursed Tony.
“What are you so upset about?” Eddie inquired. “I thought you were havin’ a good time.”
“Yeah, I am,” I told him. “But it still pisses me off that he passed out on me and left me for this.”
“Yeah, well, Tony never could handle his reefer. Which is why we damn near force-fed it to him… so we could get you in here and fuck the shit out o’ you for hours.”
“You guys are bastards too.”
“I know. I know,” Bob mused. “But you did have fun… right?”
“Yeah,” I chuckled.
“Good. Cause we ain’t done, honey.”
“What! Geez! I’m exhausted. I don’t think I can fuck any more.” Then I remembered that Bob had not has his turn inside of me yet.
“You don’t have to hump back. Remember… just relax and let it happen to ya,” Bob reminded. “All right, so get up on your knees.”
With Eddie’s help, I got onto my knees. Then they got on the bed on their knees; Eddie in front and Bob behind me. They told me to spread my legs as far apart as I could. Cum still ran down both of my thighs. Eddie started playing with my boobs while Bob moved closer behind me and started fondling my ass and pussy. They explained that I was about to become the meat in their fuck sandwich.
Then Eddie pulled me forward by my tits until I would have had to use my hands to keep from falling. But Eddie held me in place and said to play with his dick for now. So I reached down and started stroking it back and forth.
Behind me, Bob pushed my butt cheeks apart and examined my asshole. He told Eddie that my ass looked plenty lubricated by all the cum. But just to be sure, he would take a quick resupply from my cunt. With that, Bob slid his dick into my pussy and stroked a couple of times, just like the last guy. I was upset when he suddenly pulled out again and complained that I wanted to be fucked—not just teased.
He laughed then pressed his hand against my back and pushed me down further, about eye level with Eddie’s crotch. Eddie supported me from falling forward by grasping my boobs and holding me up by them.
Behind me, Bob parted my butt cheeks again. This time I felt him press the cum-slick head of his long cock against my asshole and push until the head slid inside. He told me to hold on to Eddie’s hips really tight. I reached around Eddie’s waist and hugged him. His hard dick poked me in the face.
Now, with the head of Bob’s cock inserted into my asshole, Bob grabbed my outer thighs the way the other guy had when he pummeled me from behind. In one move, he jerked me back sharply while plunging his long dick into my ass. It hurt like hell and I screamed for them to stop.
“Just relax, Nikki. Remember… just relax and let it happen.”
His cock was buried to the hilt into my ass. His pubic hairs tickled my butt cheeks. At this point, I figured he was going to hammer away on me and I was really scared it would hurt. I whimpered.
“That-a girl, Nikki. That’s it. Just relax. We’re gonna take a moment and let your ass get used to my rock inside it. So just relax and stay like you are.”
I felt flush and sweaty. I was panting. Bob’s cock was as thick as the last guy’s and a full nine inches long. And it was burried deep into my ass.
I clung to Eddie’s waist while Eddie held and massaged my boobs. Bob remained still for a while. Then as my breathing began to return to normal, he slid his hands up my sides and began to gently caress me. It felt good and I began to relax. Then he ran his hands under my shoulders and past my breasts, grasping my shoulders from below. With Eddie lifting on my boobs, they raised me upright and back until I was leaning against Bob.
Eddie moved closer until he was between my parted thighs. From behind me, Bob wrapped an arm under my breasts and pulled me back even more, exposing my snatch to Eddie, who shoved his cock into it. I moaned loudly, pressed between both men. Then each one began groping me all over while gently humping back and forth. I was delirious from exhaustion and sexual frenzy.
In this fashion, with me impaled on both of their cocks, both men fucked me slowly until the stimulation had me completely aroused once more. By then, I was crazy-horny and didn’t care what they did to me; just so they fucked me, just so they came inside me.
After a few minutes, Eddie suddenly pulled out of my pussy and got out of the way. I fell forward onto my elbows, the side of my face pressed against the bed. Once again, I was on my knees with my ass in the air. Only this time, the cock was in my ass.
In the same unmerciful way it had been going on all night, Bob grabbed my hips and hammered away at me like a machine. His long cock sliding in and out of my ass no longer hurt and his huge balls slapping against my tender pussy was getting me off. He fucked me with no break in his rhythm until I felt his cock began to quiver inside me. He thrust into me, pumping two hot loads of fluid into my rectum.
I was so very near climax by then, but he jerked his cock out of me and pulled me backward while sliding off of the bed. I fell onto my back into the warm pool of his jism that shot back out of my ass when he pulled out. I lay there; a little stunned, wondering what they would do to me next.
In a flash, Eddie was between my thighs. Before I even realized what was happening, he rammed his hard cock deep into me, grabbed my hips and pounded me just as when he began my gang rape. As before, I lay on my back in shock, my eyes wide open as well as my mouth while Eddie horse-fucked my pussy. The only difference was Bob leaning across the bed, squeezing the hell out of my boobs. And like the first time, it only lasted about a minute and a half. Then Eddie thrust deep into me and pumped load after load of his hot, sticky sperm into my pussy. But this time, I shuddered hard and came right along with him.
*
I passed out for a while. Around 3:00 A.M., two more men I’d never seen before showed up, climbed on top of me and emptied their balls into me. Finally they let me sleep. When I woke up, Bob led me to a bathroom. I could shower and help myself to the enema bottle and disposable douches he kept in the vanity. Then I was free to go.
After I cleaned up, I went home, went to bed and didn’t wake up until after six o’clock Sunday evening. I showered again, got something to eat and went to work. At the office, I ran over in my mind all that had happened to me. Twice I picked up the phone to call the police and report my rape. Both times, I hung the phone up. I mean, I had enjoyed what had happened, even if it took me a while to “get into it.”
Damn it! I had been wronged and I wanted revenge. But I had to get clear in my mind: Just what was I pissed off about?
The more I thought about it, the more I realized I was really angry with Tony for passing out, abandoning me to a house full of horny drunks. I mean, what if I hadn’t wanted to be the feature attraction at a gang-bang—which in the beginning, I didn’t. For that, Tony had to pay.
I caught up with Tony as he was getting ready to leave work and confronted him about the party. He apologized emphatically and tried to give me some line about how he didn’t know what had happened. He insisted that it just wasn’t like him to pass out like that. He had no idea that I’d already been told otherwise.
Then he said that he really liked me and wanted to keep seeing me. He wanted to know what he could do to make it up to me. I told him that I got a little fucked up myself and believed that I’d been taken advantage of by someone at the party. I insisted that he accompany me back to Bob and Eddie’s to confront them about it. He agreed to meet me there Friday evening—the beginning of our weekend.
Monday after work, I went to the women’s clinic as soon as it opened. I got the full range of tests. They confirmed that I was not pregnant and gave me two doses of the “morning after pill.” They said they would have the STD results back Wednesday afternoon. I made an appointment for the following week to have an IUD inserted.
Wednesday afternoon, I got the STD results: all negative. Thrusday morning, I went home and to bed. But I couldn’t sleep; couldn’t get what had happened to me off of my mind.
Thursday afternoon, I went to Bob and Eddie’s.
*
I stood in front of the house. I kept asking myself, “What am I doing here?” I must be crazy. I knew I should just walk away before someone noticed me. But it was too late.
The front door opened and Bob stepped onto the porch. There was no turning back now. No, this has to be done. This is what I want; it’s the justice I demand. I took a deep breath and started up the walkway.
“Well hi there, Nikki,” Bob cheerfully greeted as I walked up. “Ya back for more? Come on in.”
I glared at him. I wanted him to know I was angry. I looked around him into the opened dooway.
“How many guys are in there?” I asked in my bitchest tone, looking up at him again.
“It’s just me and Eddie, right now. But ummm, how many guys do you want… in there?” he answered sarcastically, glancing at my hips.
I licked my upper lip. Keeping eye contact with him, I started up the steps. I half expected him to grab me and drag me inside. But he didn’t. In fact, surprisingly, he took a few steps back as I stepped onto the porch with him. He rested his hands on his hips and smirked at me.
“Here’s how this goes,” I said to him, using his own words. “Tomorrow evening, you get as many guys over here as might want some o’ this. I’ll take care of the birth control. You just make sure they don’t have anything to give me but sperm.
“According to the clinic, I didn’t catch anything Saturday night. So at least that group o’ fuckers is clean. But I want guarantees, Bob. ‘Cause, the first time I walk away from here with a disease, I’ll burn the fuckin’ place to the ground with you in it.”
Bob looked down, shook his head and chuckled. He clasped his hands together in front of himself and looked back up at me.
“I admire your spunk, kid,” he said to me, sounding sincere. “But really, we’re more into the submissive chick—one that’s not actually consenting… ya know.”
“Hey, you have no idea what it took for me to come here today. That won’t be a problem. Oh, I may walk in there voluntarily, but I’ll be nervous as hell.
“If you were to force me into the room, I won’t be any more or less inclined to resist than last time. But I do imagine it’s gonna take… a couple o’ guys… to get me into it; just like last time. And hey, nobody seemed to have a problem with it once I did become willing. So what’s the problem now?”
We stared silently at one another for a few seconds. I continued.
“At least do it for me this once. Ok, so yeah, I’m consenting. But I’m consenting to it knowing that I have no say in what’s done to me once it starts.”
Bob folded his arms over his chest. “What are you really after, Nikki?”
“Tony knew that smokin’ dope would make him pass out and he did it anyway. He gave me up to a room full o’ drunk cocks. I wanna teach him a lesson.
“He’s supposed to meet me here tomorrow evening to confront you guys about taking advantage of me.” I grinned. “You just get the guys here. But this time, I want Tony to watch the whole thing.
“That’s what I want, Bob; that, and the scary excitement of uncertainty I had Saturday night.”
“I’ll have to tell Eddie, ’cause we’re using his room,” Bob explained. “But otherwise, I’ll keep it to myself that you’re actually consenting to being gang raped again.”
I nodded to him then glanced at my watch. With more than two hours to kill before work, I followed Bob back into the house.