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Mom’s Costume Party – Part 1

I lived at my grandparents house throughout most of my childhood years. My mom was something of an unfit mother. I never knew my father.
I was 14. My mom and I stayed in touch at that time. She was doing well, holding down at a restaurant, renting a house with Henry. He was one of the nicer boyfriends I can remember my mom having. He was especially good at including me in their lives.
Mom had planned a party. Although it was springtime, nowhere near Halloween, it was a costume party. I had been very pleasantly surprised by being invited. Henry had asked me what I wanted to be. I said I thought maybe I wanted to be a superhero. I happened to have a batman costume, but it was too small by then, and my grandparents had no costumes whatsoever.
At the day of the party, Henry picked me up at my grandparents house. He asked me if I had brought a costume, but I hadn’t. He said he thought mom had something for me at the house, and in my mind I laid the issue of “what to wear” to rest.
After stopping at the liquer store for booze “in case we run out” like Henry said, we got to the house where my mom greeted us. She was wearing a naughty two-piece dark angel costume. I complimented the way she looked and I also told her that she looked like she had lost some weight. Henry chimed in and told her she looked drop dead sexy. He proceeded to make out with her as if I wasn’t even in the room. Since I’m used to my mom being a slut, I thought nothing of watching their make-out session. I noticed Henry gently rubbed my mom on her bare belly between her tight black tube top and matching miniskirt.
My mom was a petit blonde, but her rack and her ass were big for her size. Even in her high heels, her lips couldn’t quite reach Henry’s, and he had to bend over a little to kiss her. After a few minutes, they stopped kissing. Henry glanced at me, and must have remembered that I was there.
“Lizzie!” he said. That’s what people called my mom. It was short for Elizabeth.
“Joe doesn’t have a costume. Did you get something for him?”
“Yes, I did. It’s on the bed. Why don’t you go slip into it?” she said.
I went into the bedroom. On top of the satin sheets on the king size bed there was a dress. It was a very sexy dress, and I was aroused thinking about putting it on, but what if it wasn’t for me to wear anyway? I thought. I decided to act dumb as I left the bedroom.
“Why aren’ you wearing your outfit?”
“The only thing I saw on the bed was a dress…” I said.
“That’s a french maid outfit, sweetie. I bought it for you. Don’t you like it?” she asked.
“I don’t think I want to wear it…” I sad. “Do you have anything else, a little more manly?” I asked.
“No! Either you wear the french maid outfit, or you can go home!” she said. My mom had a temper, and I didn’t want to upset her any more than I had. After all, we had been getting along lately, and I wanted to stay on her good side.
“But mom, I’m not sure about this…” I protested one last time, but seeing the threatening look on her face, I went back into the bedroom, stripped down to my boxer shorts, and put on the black microfiber dress with the tiny white satin apron attached to it. I looked in one of the many mirrors in my mom’s bedroom. I thought especially my butt looked cute, and I wiggled it, and felt my dick getting bigger. I also put the white gloves on, but I left the thong, high heels, the duster, and the pink wig on the bed. I left the bedroom once more.
My mom and Henry were sitting in the living room. Henry was now wearing a doctor’s costume.
“Hi, sweetie, you look so cute!” said mom.
“Yeah, it looks good, give us a twirl!” said Henry.
I gave him what he asked for. My mom stood up and asked me why I wasn’t wearing any of the accessories. I said I didn’t feel comfortable. Mom said she would help me lace up the back of my dress. I turned around. She made it tight, and then she lifted my dress, and discovered that I was wearing my boxer shorts.
“I got you a fucking pair of thongs!” she said. “Didn’t you see them?”
“I don’t want to wear them,” I pleaded.
“You will wear them!” she said, and then she did something I will never forget. She pulled down my boxer shorts and removed them from around my feet. She then grabbed my arm and brought me back into the bedroom. She told me to sit on the bed. I did as she said, and then she grabbed the thongs, kneeled down in front of me and slipped them on around my feet, and pulled them up onto my thighs. I took over from there, pulling them up, lifting my butt as I pulled them all the way up. She put the wig on me, and got her make-up. Soon I was looking in the mirror with lipstick, eyeliner, wearing heels and the pink wig. My mom told me I made a beautiful girl.
Henry peeked his head in to announce the arrival of some guests. He then looked at me, but not in the friendly way he usually looked at me. He looked at me like he had looked at my mom when he saw her in the slutty dark angel outfit she was wearing. Then he closed the door.
“I guess I should go say hello. First, I forgot to ask you, but can you be a darling and help us host this party?” my mom asked.
“Sure. What do you need?” I said.
“I would like for you to be our maid!” she laughed.
“That makes sense.” I said.
“Just tidy up, make sure people get drinks. Can you do that sweetie? We’ll pay you ten bucks an hour!” She said.
“Sure thing!” I said. My mom kissed me on the lips.
“I appreciate you. Sorry for what I said earlier…” She said.
“Don’t worry, mom!” I told her.
She opened the door, and I was following her out of the room when she turned her haid and said. Aren’t you forgetting something, and pointed to the bed. I retrieved the duster, as she had implied, and she took my hand and we walked into the living room where the guests were sitting. There were two women there, a guy I had never seen befor, plus Henry. One of the woman was a naughty nurse, and the other was a fairie. Some of them whistled as we entered the room, hand in hand. I’m not sure if they were whistling at me, my mom, or the both of us.
“You look great, Liz! I didn’t know you had such a sexy daughter. Where have you been hiding her?” he asked.
I wasn’t sure if he was kidding, or if he really thought I was a girl, but they all just had a laugh, and mom asked everyone what they wanted to drink. They all wanted beers, and mom told me to go get six beers.
Soon, a bunch of guests arrived. Many of them commented on how beautiful I looked. The compliments and the beer was working wonders on my self esteem. I started dusting a lamp shade right opposite to where a guy was sitting. I knew he was watching me as I bent over, feeling the stretchy microfiber slide up my ass and exposing my thong. I stood up, and moved to the TV, and I could see the guy was eyeballing me, which was turning me on.
My mom’s ex boyfriend, Stewart, showed up covered in red body paint, wearing nothing but red hot pants and red horns, and holding a pitchfork. He was the devil. My mom greeted him.
“That costume’s appropriate. You are the most evil bastard I know,” said my mom.
“That’s me! You look fucking hot, Lizzie.” said Stewart. He then kissed my mom on the lips. It was just a peck, but then she gave him a peck on the lips back, and they gave each other a slightly longer kiss. He followed her through the hallway towards the living room.
“Oh, there you are!” said mom. “Stewart, meet my daughter, Josie!”
For a second, he was a little confused, since he had dated my mom and didn’t know she had a daughter, but then he figured it out, and winked at me.
I asked if he wanted a beer. He said he wanted scotch on the rocks. I put some ice cubes in a glass, and filled the glass with Jack Daniels. I found him saying hi to my mom’s friend who was dressed as a nurse. She gave him a kiss on the lips, and went back to the dancefloor on the patio outside of the open french doors, where a couple of other ladies were dancing in their sexy outfits.
“This isn’t scotch. It’s bourbon,” said Stewart. I’m sorry, I said.
“Don’t worry about it!” he said, took a sip, and put the glass away.
He signaled for my mother to come over, which she did. Apparently he had the ladies at their beckon call, which was understandable. His upper body was chiseled. He had a six pack, and he was a very handsome guy. He whispered something into my mom’s ear, which I could not make out. They both looked at me with naughty passion in their eyes. My mom, the dark angel, took my hand as we followed the devil into the kitchen. There were lemons, salt and tequila lined up on the kitchen counter. Mom told me to lie down on the kitchen table. I was hesitant, since there were people sitting there, but she was not taking no for an answer, and reminded me that I was on the clock.
My mom pulled my dress up over my belly, and made me lie on the kitchen table, with people cheering as she licked the side of my face and poured salt where she had licked. put a piece of lemon in my mouth, and poured tequila in my belly button. She was drunk and sloppy, and spilled some tequila, but soon Stewart was sucking my belly button dry, and licking and sucking on my belly where my mom had spilled. Then he licked the salt of my face, and sucked on the piece of lemon in my mouth. I could feel him stick his tongue into my mouth. It lasted for probably ten seconds, and it was the most humiliating thing that had ever happened to me, because my dick was getting harder by the second, and only a thin piece of silk was covering my boner.
My mom soon replaced the salt on my face, the lemon in my mouth, and shot in my belly.
“Who’s next?” she shouted.
A man approached me, and I recognized him. It was the guy I had shown my thong to when I was dusting earlier. He sucked my belly button, licked my face with a lust and greed, and his lips enclosed the piece of lemon, and for a second the piece was in his mouth, and then he pushed it back into my mouth, and stuck his tongue in my mouth. It lasted longer this time, and by now I had a hard on. At the same time I was sure that people sitting at the table, and those standing nearby, noticed my five inch erection in my girly thongs. After he was done, he looked at me with contempt, and walked away. I quickly got up off the table, and pulled my dress down to hide my dick. When I did, my mom replaced me, and lied on her back, the position she enjoyed the most. Her friend, wearing more normal clothes, and an old fashion mask across the upper part of her face, poured the shot in her belly button. Mom took my hand, and asked me to take the shot. I looked around the room, but nobody seemed to care. I bent over, and sucked the tequila out of my mom’s belly, and licked her face, and gently sucked the lemon in her mouth. I could tell she was proud of me when I was done. Stewart was next in line, and the guys appeared to be forming a line to get a belly shot from my mom.
I went outside to clear my thoughts, and to be alone while the bulge in my dress disappeared. I was leaning against the fence between the side of my mom’s house and the neighbors, drinking a beer. It was impossible not to think about what had been happening to me throughout the day. Being dressed up as a slutty maid, being forced to lie down and let my mom’s ex boyfriend and some pervert lick and suck on various parts of my body, and sticking their horny tongues in my mouth. It was embarassing, and extremely exciting at the same time. I took another sip of my beer. All of a sudden I noticed a dark figure lurking in the shadows of the night. He must have known I noticed him, because the next I knew he was approaching me. He was walking with determined steps, and when he got into the light, I recognized the perv who had practically made out with me in the kitchen. He was handsome, with an athletic fysique, and his hair was dyed blonde, with darker roots. It was the same guy I had teased before. Now he quickly walked toward me.
“Hi” I said. He stopped a few inches away.
“Hi!” he replied.
“I am sorry about before. When I stuck my tongue in your mouth. I was out of line!” he said.
“That’s okay” I answered.
“Did you like it?” he asked.
“I don’t know. It was a little embarassing,” I said.
“Do you want to try a kiss out here where nobody’s around?” he asked, but he was not waiting for an answer. He kissed me and put one hand on my throat and another on my raging boner. I tried to fight him off. Later, I have come to fantasize about this a lot, and I am unsure if I wanted it at the time or not, but he got down on his knees and pulled my panties down a few inches to expose my dick. He licked off my precum, and stood up and kissed me.

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Internet Partner IV As told By Julie

Ben has introduced me to my slutty side. Before I started going with him I would never have dreamed of the vulgar things I have done. Ben encouraged me to open my blouse and expose my tits, to reach inside his pants and play with his cock. All this took place in a public bar. On another occasion, I was sold to another man for ten dollars. I fucked him outside in a parked car.
For my depraved behavior I was taken over Ben’s knees and thoroughly spanked on my bare ass. The pain was brutal, the humiliation worse. I deserved every slap on my wicked bum.
The first time he fucked me was for lust. Without any ceremony, he mounted me with authority and drove his magnificent, thick cock deep into my eager steaming cunt. He immediately began to pump in and out of my ravenous twat making lewd squishing sounds, but neither of us lasted long, we were too excited.
The second time was for hunger. “This time I want to experience the real you.” He said, and then he fucked me again. I went home completely satisfied.
The next time I met Ben he treated me like a sex slave. He made me undress in the hallway outside his apartment and suck his cock before he took me inside and spanked my naked ass raw. Then he fucked me and brutally sodomized me. Afterwards he took me to his bed and fucked me again. I went home with a raw pussy and throbbing ass, from both the spanking and the wonderful ass fuck. I felt elated!
There is no other way to describe my behavior with Ben. As I said before, in my true natural self I am a disgusting filthy slut/whore. If any of my society friends saw me they would be revolted by my tasteless and indiscreet behavior. My mother would wash her hands of me. I felt so dirty. I was being used like an object, a slutty sex object only good for fucking. I wouldn’t have changed a thing. I had asked for this and I was getting what I wanted.
I didn’t have long to wait before Ben took me on our next adventure. I was told to wear a dress with nothing on underneath, no bra, and no panties. We were going out for an evening’s entertainment.
So I wore a sheer white gown that emphasized my boobs. A single strap going behind my neck held the garment in place while showing an ample cleavage. From my almost naked tits the gown flowed tightly down my body softly emphasizing my female curves. The material was sheer enough to tell if I had obeyed my master and not worn any panties, in fact the hint of colour outlined where my shaggy bush protected my naked cunt.
Ben took me for a long drive to the other side of town where I was not known. We turned into a small dirt road that led to a low one-story house back from the road. When we pulled into the yard there was another car and a pickup truck parked there.
As we walked towards the door I had a foreboding feeling that something lewd was going to happen. I had started to know what to suspect from my lover/master.
We entered a one-room bar. there was a table where five black men were sitting around drinking. A man was standing behind a simple bar polishing the top with a clean rag. There was a long mirror behind the counter that allowed a full view of the establishment. I also noticed that there were no other women in the room, just seven men… and me.
Ben sat us down at the bar and ordered our drinks.
“This the slut you were telling me about Ben?”
“Yes Bert meet Julie.” I sat still and began to blush.
“Ben tells me you like to show off your tits.” Bert said while staring at my chest.
I knew that he wanted a demonstration so I squared my back to the table of black men hoping they were not paying attention and reached behind my neck and undid the strap that held the garment in place. I eased down the top exposing my breasts to the bartender. I don’t know if the air was cool or I was just reveling in the excitement of the moment but my nipples popped. I felt like a slut. I could see myself in the mirror behind the bar. I stared at the tits of the society housewife who should be at a charity event drinking tea and behaving like a lady. My body gave a slight shiver as Bert reached out and gently pinched my left nipple. What lady? I thought. That is a shameless tramp!
A movement in the mirror caught my attention. One of the men at the table stood up and went to the jukebox in the corner and filled it with coins. It didn’t take long for the room to fill with music. The man turned from the machine and looked in the mirror.
Ohmygod, I thought, and started to make a move to cover my nakedness. Ben stopped my hand from going to my chest. I looked at him but he just sat there staring into my eyes. “Ohmygod! I whispered as I began to realize why we were here. “All of them”? I asked still whispering.
He just raised an eyebrow and released my hand.
I knew the choice was mine. I knew that once again I could walk away from this and end this depravity and remain a lady with my dignity intact, or I could stay and become a slut again. Time was running out.
The man from the table was now standing beside me staring at my naked tits. “The boys and me was wonderin’ if you would like to give us a table dance?” He spoke in a deep captivating drawl.
There was that knot in my tummy as I looked at him and covered my tits by refastening the material behind my neck. I turned in my seat and looked at Ben for a moment. Then walked over to the table full of black men. I had made a choice. There was no turning back now.
“Help me up on the table boys,” I said.
With out waiting for the music to change I began to dance. I looked down to see the five black faces staring up at me and again lowered the top of my white dress and exposed my breasts for the new audience. I pushed the fabric down to my waist and let my tits swing free. I heard a moan from one of the men. I got down on my hands and knees and with my boobs swaying I crawled around the table letting each one of them fondle me.
I squealed as one of them gave me a hard pinch. “Ooohhh that hurt. Do it again.”
Soon there was a frenzy of hands playing with my tits. A coarse workingman’s hand was working up the back of my leg towards my steaming slit. I rolled over onto my back and spread my legs. Another pair of hands worked my dress down over my hips and down my legs. Except for my heels I was completely undressed.
Once again I had chosen to be a slut. I was naked in a room full of seven men. My legs were spread wide so all could see my exposed cunt. I wanted to be fucked. I wanted then all to fuck me. Gone was the society wife.
“Do I get to suck a big black cock?” I asked.
I no sooner made my depraved request than a big naked black stud straddled my head and offered me his fat erection. I opened my mouth and he crudely shoved it in. I was sucking my first black cock. As he lowered his penis down my throat his black scrotum covered my eyes.
Between my open legs I could feel someone moving. Suddenly I felt someone licking my exposed pussy. The sopping toungue traveled down to my anal opening causing a very unladylike feeling to burn in my spine. Then it moved across my perineum and stopped to explore the doorway to my now slavering cunt. With the cock in my mouth I thought I was going to pass out with the double pleasure I was experiencing. But the toungue didn’t remain there it began to slowly move to my clit. Ohmygod!
The orgasm hit me like a freight train. I couldn’t breath! The cock came out of my mouth and I sucked in cool fresh air. The man below continued to stimulate my clit as I rolled around in ecstasy.
Someone captured my right breast and sucked it into his mouth causing a more intense shudder to wrack my frame. As if this was not enough the cock returned to my mouth and I began to suck on the head once again. I was in orgasm overload.
Gradually I was able to return to some form of control. My licker stopped but a thick, hard, dick replaced his toungue. That dick parted my cunt lips and easily slipped inside. The black balls covoured my eyes again as I was being soundly fucked. On either side of me my hands were guided to the hard cocks of two of the remaining black men waiting their turn at my cunt or mouth while both of my hard nipples were being roughly mauled and pinched. In one hand I squeezed a thick cock while in the other I gently rolled a pair of sperm filled balls.
I must have looked horrendous. My arms were flung out on either side playing with the private parts of two men while my mouth was full of another. Between my wide spread legs a forth man was fucking my defenseless twat. Permeating the air was the pungent odor of sex.
I hade never done anything remotely close to this in my whole life and a feeling of shame began to creep into my overloaded mind. I had made a choice and this was the result. There could be no doubt that I had chosen to be a slut. The society lady was not lying here on this table with two holes filled with black cocks and her eyes covered with black balls… It was a slut! I had made my decision and at this moment it seemed to be the right one. Who knows how I would feel later? Who cares?
The stud between my legs drove deep into my cunt and stopped. Then his penis seemed to swell slightly. ‘Here it comes!’ I thought as I felt his cock begin to twitch. My cunt felt the warmth of his sperm as he drained his balls deep inside of me.
The cock in my mouth was suddenly removed as cum juice began to spray all over my face and tits. If I had felt any degradation before it was nothing compared to having sperm sprayed on my face by a man who didn’t even know my name. Suddenly I was empty again.
“Get up and fuck yourself down on my cock bitch!” I was ordered. I did as I was told. I straddled the man and lowered my drooling pussy onto his tall thick erection. It felt sooo… sooo… good sliding inside. I bent over so my tits hovered over his black face. There was another huge black dick awaiting my mouth so I opened up and sucked it in.
Someone was feeling my smooth backside as I tackled two more of the Horney studs. The fingers were playing around my well-filled twat gathering the overflow of sperm and cunt juices dripping out of my body. They were then applied to my tremoring asshole. My only thought was ‘Ohmygod he is going to fuck my ass.’ A sopping wet finger penetrated my anus lubricating my waiting channel. When this finger was removed I knew what was coming next.
I could feel the monster sliding up and down my open ass crack looking for the hole. At last he found the right spot and began to apply pressure to the willing barrier. My ass seemed to snap open when the invader broke through and sank deep into my body.
With a cock deep in my mouth and two more banging away at my cunt and ass I was helpless sandwiched between these husky black studs. All I could do was moan as I tried to urge them to fuck me harder. Some one began slapping my wonton ass.
If I had felt shame before, this was even more humiliating! I wanted to be fucked harder! What a slut I am! All of my holes were filled with black cocks and all I wanted was more. My ass was being spanked adding to my thrills and humiliation. ‘More! More!’ Was all I could think at the time. I was going to pay for this later.
I suddenly felt my orgasm cumming. In spite of all of this it was only my second one of the day. This was going to be even bigger than the first one. I began to shudder and sweat but I couldn’t move sandwiched as I was between these two black men. If their bodies couldn’t hold me still the three cocks inside me kept me in place. The man in my mouth pulled out and sprayed his cum on my face joining the cum from my first cock sucking.
Gasping and screaming, I released my juices all over the cock in my cunt. This caused the male equivalent from my fucker and his cock twitched while he delivered his load filling any free space in my quim. The recurring squeezing of my anal muscles soon brought the last of my sexual marauders to a climax. My ass was lubricated with more cum.
As they retreated from my well-fucked holes I was left with cum leaking out of my cunt and ass and even more all over my face. We rolled over and sprawled out on the floor trying to catch our breath.
Now that the carnal games were over I began to realize what I had done and what I had allowed to be done to me. I had taken five black cocks in all three of my holes. I did not even know the names of these invaders. It was clear that they were waiting for me to arrive just so they could fuck me. I had fucked two big black cocks in my mouth, two in my ever-open cunt, and one in my willing ass. I am disgusting! A filthy slut!
The worst thing is, I had enjoyed it!! To be sure I would do it again in a cold second. Just show me a cock and I would take it like a crude whore. Slut is to grand a title for me, I don’t even deserve to be called that.
Presently the black five got up and picking up their pants, dressed and quietly left the building. I was left lying on the floor with cum all over me and oozing out of my holes. I was all alone except for Ben my lover and Bert the bartender. Two naked white men with two huge cocks. I was not done fucking yet!
“Get up slut and come over here!” Ben ordered with disgust in his voice.
On aching legs I staggered over to the two naked men.
“Where is your dress slut?”
“My dress… I uh… don’t… know …” I stammered looking around. I saw it across the room abandoned in a corner.
“What have you done?”
I started to cry. “Master don’t be angry, I only did what I thought you wanted,” I whined. I knew this was going to lead to a spanking and I wanted to be spanked.
“You filthy whore get over my knees!”
“No Master, please…” I begged.
“You dare to tell me no?
“But… but…!” I tried to back away.
From behind me Bert grabbed me by the hair and dragged me over Ben’s naked legs. I could feel his hard cock in my tummy. My tits hung heavily from my quivering body “Spank the bitch!” Ben spat. “I want to see her filthy ass turn red!”
“No Master… pleeeeeease!” I begged as the first slap landed. “Oh… owe… no… owe… stop…ugh!”
There was nothing I could do the spanking continued. Slap after hard slap filled the room joining my pleas of mercy. My entreaties fell on deaf ears. My unmanageable tits swayed with each blow as I struggled to find a way to lesson the stinging pain of the spanking. Tears were streaming down my red face as I cried and wretchedly blubbered. Again and again he spanked my unprotected bum. I could feel the burning pain as each blow fell on a fresh spot. His spanking hand went up high towards my back, and then moved methodically down from cheek to cheek towards my legs finding a fresh untouched spot. All I could do was lie there and squirm as he hit me over and over again. The pain in my buns was agonizing, but I didn’t really want the spanking to ever end.
Suddenly Bert again grabbed me by the hair and dragging me off my Master’s lap and towed me over to the table where he bent me over the edge. With my feet planted on the floor, my red burning ass high in the air and my tits crushed down on the tabletop my dirty drooling cunt presented a target for the bartender’s solid cock and he summarily rammed it home.
I screamed in pain and elation as my soiled well spanked ass cheeks and cunt were battered with the third fuck of the day. My body was being pushed and pulled as his wonderful prick slid in and out of my eager hole. The movement of my slutty body on the tabletop was massaging my engorged clit sending erotic messages to my swarming brain. I squeezed my cunt muscles around the churning monster and it felt so good. I never wanted this to stop.
Presently Bert drove his wicked manhood deep in my pussy and held it there. As it twitched I knew that I was getting another load of sweet cum deep in my depraved body. Then there was emptiness as he pulled out leaving me on the table.
I hardly had time to take a breath as Ben took his place in my cunt. Only this time there were a few quick stokes of his wonderful dick, then it was pulled out of my filthy cunt and brutally fucked deep into my burning asshole.
I don’t know where I found the energy to scream as the pain of the vicious sodomy ripped up my anus and along my spine. Again and again he slammed into my already tender asshole. The pain was appalling, but I wanted it… craved it… needed it… and yes hungered after it… My Master was dominating me. That’s all that mattered.
The pain soon subsided into a soft wonderful rapture. His steel cock was bringing me to yet another orgasm with each penetration. My clit was being forced down on the hard table and the ass fucking was causing my whole body to saw back and forth stimulating the little love button. I wanted that orgasm. I was waiting for it. I could feel it rising in my deepest grotto of emotion. “Ugh… ugh… ugh…”
At last the dam burst! The flood of warm fluids emptied into the wilderness of my inner soul. I was complete. This is what making love is all about.
Ben kept his spent cock deep in my ass for the longest time while he allowed his sperm to drain from his overheated nuts. Then slowly inch by delicious inch he withdrew leaving a wide empty hole gaping open as his juices oozed out and dripped onto the floor below to be joined by the rest of the deposits from my saturated cunt. I was to sore and used up to move.
I could only imagine what a depraved, filthy image I presented to the world. Naked with cum all over my wicked, battered body and the slimy juices of all those spent cocks and my own discharges drooling down my legs from my open raw holes. I ached in every muscle.
Somewhere behind me I heard Ben say, “Damn! That is one hell of a sexy pose I think I’ll have another go right up her ass.”
And he did………

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I’m the only girl wrestler…you know I was MVP.

At the age of 16 I was not a virgin and nobody knew it but me. I was part of the wrestling team at the highschool, which was a little strange because I was a girl, but nonetheless I was good for a wrestler and good looking too. I was and still am small, and at the time I was about 4′ 10″ with A cup breasts and a growing ass that was becoming rather protrusive and attention grabbing of the guys. I didn’t have a boyfriend because I didn’t want one. I wouldn’t have any problem getting one at all. I wanted to have sex. The first time was painful and killed me, but that was because I ended up being dominated by my great dane who was packing almost a foot and a half. I guess you could say it was nonconsentual, but a lot of it was awesome.
Anyways, I was good wrestler, there were very few guys that could actually beat me. Nobody on the team could in my weight class which would obviously be the smallest one at 103 lbs. There are 14 weight classes and everyone had a guy and a backup. So there were 28 of us, which is not bad except I was the only girl. I had to weigh in seperately and change somewhere else and sometimes it just became a hassle but thats ok because I enjoyed kicking some of these guys around. Dad was never at home, he was always working abroad for the government, so it was rare to see him other than christmas, easter, and thanksgiving. This was January, so low and behold he was out for almost 3 more months in god knows where. I liked being able to beat these guys and wished daddy could see me once in a while but oh well. I was respected as a wrestler on the team, but not as a female. Guys thought I was good looking and they would crack jokes about me in spandex or how they would like to wrestle with me in more ways than one. I just brushed it off because I could beat the guys who were even one or two weight classes up from me. I had nothing to worry about with these kids. One night we had won a tournament and I was feeling good because we got the trophy and coaches were in a good mood. We went in to the weight room to turn in our singlets and I had left mine on in order for the guys not to have to weight on me so I told the coach and he said go back into the shower room in the back and change and I’ll be here when you get back. Well I went in and got undressed and put on some sweats and had my singlet in hand and walked out of the shower and there was nobody around so I went through the doorway and decided to go ahead and pee while I was near the bathroom. I went into the stall and used the bathroom and pulled my boyshorts and my sweatpants back up and headed out. Back into the weightroom I went, only to find everybody sitting around on the weight benches. As I asked what was going on, I was informed that our assistant coach had fallen and the head coach took him to the emergency room and the guys were all to wait until he got back to do anything and that I was free do leave whenever.
Well I wanted to know what was going on with coach and I was going to call the head coach’s phone to see if I could get him to tell me something. I realized that I had left my bag back in the shower room from when I changed and that’s where my phone was. Well I went back to get it and here comes all the team behind me. They start making jokes at this and that just because I am a girl. The backup in my weight class said that he’d like to wrestle me his way and I said, “Fine, I’ve beat you so many times before. This shouldn’t be an issue.” I told him to roll out a wrestling practice mat somewhere and that’d be the end of him. He said no that he was going to do it right here in the shower. At first I was leary but I figured it shouldn’t take long to beat him, plus I was getting pissed off at his arrogance. Well we start to square off right there and he stumbles over the drain and I laughed, well he got mad and grabbed me, but I got him to the ground first and here we are wrestling in the shower. Well he flips me over top of him and jumps on me. As he does this another one of the guys comes and shanks me, leaving me on my back in my boyshorts and a hoodie. I was freaking out! I yelled at him but nobody was going to stop him and the one guy that I had a crush on, sort of, was just standing there laughing at me. I was humiliated and couldn’t get away. The heavyweight comes over and gets on top of me and gets someone else to rip my hoodie off, leaving me in boyshorts and a bra. It didn’t take them very long to have those ripped off either. I can’t fight anything at this point because it’s useless and screaming isn’t going to get me heard.
I told the guys to shut-up and listen, and that if they didn’t force it then I would go along with everything. After all, I had been taken advantage of by a dog and was not fun at first until I got used to it. Thinking of that got me kind of excited and my nipples perked up as the heavyweight got off of me. I went ahead and asked how this was going to work and they made me stand up. Michael, the 160 lb. wrestler seemed to be the voice of the group. I guess because everyone knew he had lots of sexual experience that he would know what to tell me to do. So Michael tells me to take off my bra, which I went ahead and did without asking questions. The problem was that I was now cold since it was winter, I had no clothes on except my little white boyshorts and there was no heat in the shower room. So I figured I would tell them I was cold and maybe I could get some clothes on and leave, but they told Michael to get me to turn the hot showers on to steam it up and I was willing to at this point becuase I was freezing. The way the showers spray in the rectangle shaped room, the only place you can stand without getting wet is in the middle. To turn all of the showers on I’m going to either get wet or some won’t be on. I turned almost all of them on, that way I wouldn’t get wet from the last couple, but that didn’t please Michael and he seemed to know exactly what I had done. So then, he stairs at me and says to turn the other ones on and don’t worry about getting wet. Reluctant at first I tried to stay dry, but I had to go through one shower to turn another on so I got my back soaked and my boyshorts were just little cotton ones, so now they were looking at my back and could see my ass cheeks perfectly. I got another one on without getting my front wet and then I got the third one on and as I turned around I forgot about the second one shooting water where it was and I turned right into it, thus showing my bald mound through the wet thin cotton. When I look at the guys they are all getting naked. I panic and back into the wall. What was I going to do, they all wanted me and I was scared as I could be.
A couple of the guys had their backs turned to me so I was trying to figure out what they were doing exactly. They all turn around and get everybody to line up, all twenty seven of them in line from smallest to largest dick. Now this sounds crazy, but it’s exactly how it happened. Michael said to get on all fours facing the group and they were going to give it to me one at a time. I was freaking out! How is little tiny me going to handle some of these guys?! The first guy came up, he was only about 4 inches and he slid in and it hurt pretty good for the first two pump and then he was going crazy. He was humping so fast and Michael tells him to blow his load in the backdoor, and it took me a minute and just about as soon as I figured out what he was talking about I get a dick in my ass thats shooting cum all inside me. He pulls out and sits there under a shower head and watches as the next guy comes around, he was pretty much the same size. He went slower, but he didn’t take nearly as long before I yelled out because I had another dick poked in my ass. My ass had never had anything enter it before and now they were just poking it in once and filling it up with cum. This guy had twice the load that the first guy did.
The third guy was just a little longer but he was super thin, so I didn’t hardly feel him as he humped me, I did feel it when he jammed in my ass though. He had a tiny little bit of cum. Number four was the same length with a little wider dick, but at this point I wasn’t feeling much. My ass kept contracting back down tight because all the action was in my pussy until they would jam it in my ass and cum. The fifth guy came up and his dick was the same size, they were almost identical except this one was black. This little guy wrestled 112 lb weight class and he humped me so fast and hard I just got mad at him, it wasn’t pleasureable at all. He slid in my ass instead of jamming it like everyone else. That was much easier for me with just the head in there squirting into me. Number six was the heavyweight, which was suprising, i thought a big guy would have a bigger one, but apparently not. He kept missing the hole and causing problems so he started jacking off and put his dick head in my ass and came.
Number seven had a smaller dick than the two or three before him, but they said he was a pleaser. He got behind me and worked me good. I got my first orgasm of the night with him. He knew how to use what he had. His name was Joe C. and everybody knew he was a player. Number eight and number nine were just like the first couple. They weren’t really big but they did decent. I was really aroused and dripping wet from my pussy and the sweat and steam. Jeremy was the backup 189 lb. wrestler and everybody thought he was going to be the first to get me hurting, but he didn’t even get it in all the way and backed out and tried again and had to put it in my ass real quick to get his load off. He wasn’t huge, just bigger than everybody so far. He had a premature ejaculation problem I’m guessing because if he wanted to, he could’ve stretched me. So much for number ten; he was pitiful. Eleven had a needle dick, which fit the rest of his body perfectly because he was just skin and bones. It didn’t please me very much. James, Tommy, and Ethan were the next three which did ok, but they admitted that they were all virgins, so they didn’t take long to finish and put it in my ass. By this time, my ass was getting sore and if I would’ve stood up, cum would have poured out of my ass.
Jonathon and Ben were best friends and they were very similar, including their size and techniques. They both took a moderate amount of time on me. By this time I couldn’t hardly hold myself up, so I just buried my face in the floor and waited. Michael was going through my stuff at the back of the line and says she needs a break, so hold on a minute. He comes up with my Nalgene water bottle and makes me sit on it and let all that cum in my ass run into it. It’s a half-gallon bottle so there was no way to fill it up, but I got nearly half way. Once it was all done, the seventeenth guy comes out, and it was my backup. I thought, oh no he really is gonna finally get me now. He was about 9 inches long and hard as a rock. His cock jutted out towards my hole and he pounded and pounded and pounded. I was getting ready to have another orgasm and he pulls out and cums in my ass. What a jerk! I was frustrated and the next four or five didn’t compare, they just didn’t know how to use them. My little pussy was sure taking a hit from the 22 cocks that had been through it. It was throbbing and my clit was on fire. Oh I needed another orgasm to free me from this wave of arousal. Number twenty-three wasn’t much but he did get me that much closer before he ditched and came in my ass.
Twenty-four was the guy I sort of had a crush on, Eddie, so I knew I would enjoy this, even if it was only for a few seconds. Luckily for me, I had about 10 minutes of him stretching my walls out. It was by far the best sex yet and I had three seqential orgasms from his amazing abilities. Twenty-five just kind of teased at it with his 10.5 incher. I know this because he was proud of it and wanted to tell me that he had measured it several times and liked how big it was. Twenty-six broke me nearly in two. He was a 215 lb. wrestler and he was strong, but not for his size. I capsized and he blew his load in my ass. I thought it would never stop shooting cum into me. Michael made me empty my ass of all the cum again into my bottle and it was almost full. He scared me with his monster because it was 9 inches soft. It hung there between his legs with a head so huge on it that I had second thoughts. He may have been 12 or 13 hard, which is shorter than the Great Dane who raped me, but he was twice as big around and with no exaggeration either. It was over 2″ in diameter and I couldn’t get my thumb and middle finger around any more than 60% of it. It was huge!
Before Michael mounted me, he told me to get his dick wet, so I did as I was told and sucked on it and licked it good. He got the guys to sit in front of me and have me do blowjobs and I refused. That was the wrong thing to do. He told me that he’d get pictures of this and show them to anybody he felt the need or want to. So how can I contest that. He’s already getting to take advantage of me enough and here I am sucking off everybody again. It wasn’t that bad giving blowjobs. I had never given one before but I had heard other girls in the locker room talk about it and I did some of the things they talked about, like using your hand too and deep throating. They seemed to all like it, but I didn’t know when they were gonna cum so I ended up deepthroating and they’d cum all the way down my throat. Suddenly Michael mounts me and stretches me out so far that I yelled and gagged on Scotty’s cock, which wasn’t a big one at all. Michael pushes all they way in fast and hard enough and takes my breath away. Two more pumps and I have an enormous orgasm. My legs are weak and he grabs my ass and holds it up and keeps fucking me harder and harder. It’s all I can do to suck another cock, but I was afraid of what he said he would do so I kept sucking and deep throating. More cum filled my tummy and it was warm all the way down. I was helpless now because I was getting to big cocks and they were going so far into my throat and Michael was pumping me harder and faster than when he started. Then he reaches around with one hand and rubs my clit. “OOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHH!!!” I moaned out and as he pulled his dick back I squirted all over him. He just put it back in me and kept on fucking me. I finally got all the guys to cum again from the blowjobs and all the white stuff I swallowed was making me feel full. Michael was merciless though. I thought I was going to die before he was done with me. He was finally done and told me to turn around. He jammed his dick down my throat and pumped into it more than anybody had yet. His dick was so big around he had to be gentle taking it out of my mouth because my mouth wouldn’t open wide enough.
I just sat there thinking I was finally done. Then Michael puts me back in doggystyle and slams his dick in my ass so hard that it tore. I cried and cried for him to stop but he went for another 10 minutes or so before blowing everything else he had into my ass. I started to stand up with cum flowing from my ass in a river almost and I collapsed and pulled myself under a shower to clean it. As soon as I thought it was over the heavyweight drags me by my feet to the drain and Michael says there is one last stipulation. I have to drink that Nalgene bottle full of cum. I just cried again and held my mouth open and up at the sky as my backup came with the bottle and poured it into my mouth and it splashed all over my body and I slowly swallowed it all and he poured more into me and more splashed until the bottle was empty. My former crush, Eddie, picked me up and held me up under the shower and cleaned me up and dried me off. He was being such a sweetheart, considering all that had happened and the fact that I couldn’t walk. So he pulls the thong out of my bag and puts it on me and puts my bra and sweat clothes back on me and carries me to his car. It was a short ride back to my house as I was so strung out that I don’t remember most of it. He took me to the door and I entered the alarm code to get in and he left my bags in the floor and as he left I hit the button to re-arm the alarm system. I held onto the wall for long enough to get to the couch and that is where I collapsed. The next day was saturday and I recieved a knock on the door from Michael of all people. I told him to wait until I could get to the door. As I staggered around and unlocked it for him to come in, he stood there and told me that he had talked to the other team members and that if we won any more tournaments they could do it again to me. I objected at first and then I thought of how amazing that night was after I was subdued by 27 cocks. He pulled my Nalgene bottle from behind his back and said, “This coming friday we have another tournament and it’s a bunch of weak schools so you are gonna need this.”
Let’s just say that next friday, I had everybody come back to my house, where I had a better suited environment and nobody had to leave until the next day. The coaches never found out and nobody in school knows other than my teammates, who still carried on that ritual until wrestling season ended this past year. I had no problem winning the wrestler of the year award every year.

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Bena Adventures 1 – The Slut in the mall

My girlfriend Bena is very submissive and always horny. She is a little slut from Romania. She is 25, brown haired, brown tanned and has a very sexy slim body with a great ass. We are together for 2 years now and had several extreme hot sexual expiriences together. Including this adventure in the mall.