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Message from the author: This story is quite long and has long build-up before the sex begins. So…if you’re looking for a quick, dirty read, you might want to skip down to the middle of the story.  Thanks.

Kaylee’s Wild Weekend

“This is going to be the best weekend ever!” Kaylee exclaimed as she reached over to turn the radio up, raising the volume to an uncomfortably loud level. “Okaaaay,” Heather said dismissively, pushing her friend’s hand away and turning the volume back down.  “Maybe you should keep your eyes on the road.”  “Oh lighten up,” Kaylee chided as she bobbed her head up and down in rhythm to the music. “This is our last weekend to have fun before we have to go back to college.” “I’m excited to back to school,” Heather argued, clutching the door handle with whitened knuckles in response to her friend’s erratic driving.  “Aren’t you looking forward to seeing Bryan again?” Kaylee paused for a moment as she contemplated her answer. It had been almost two months since she last saw her boyfriend.  “Yeah, I guess,” she answered unconvincingly.  “It’s just that…The summer has gone by so fast and I feel like I haven’t really had any fun at all.” “Well we are grown-ups now,” Heather said in a motherly tone, giving her friend a comforting pat on the shoulder. “We’re nineteen!” Kaylee scoffed in exasperation.  “This is the time when we’re supposed to be having the most fun!” Heather laughed as she turned and looked out the window. “And by having fun you mean…?” she began as Kaylee cast her another disappointed glance. “…getting drunk and making out with random guys?” “Well, yes.  Although I like to do a lot more than just…‘make out’.” She smiled in anticipation as she knew her comment would draw a strong response from Heather and her comparatively conservative sense of morality.  “Well, well,” she began as she turned to acknowledge Kaylee’s previous comment.  “It seems college has turned you into quite the little nympho.” Kaylee just shrugged as her wandering mind processed her friend’s statement. “I think I’ve always been a nympho,” she stated cheerfully.  “College just gave me the opportunity…to try things.”  “And just what things have you been trying?”  Heather asked, her interest in the topic slowly increasing.  “Not enough,” she answered in a soft voice, barely audible over the sound of the radio. “Well at least you have a boyfriend,” Heather stated in a somber, self pitying manner.  “In a few days you’ll be able to have all the sex you want.” Kaylee began to say something, and then bit her tongue in hesitation.  A moment of awkward silence followed before she spoke again. “You know, you don’t have to be in a relationship to have sex.” Heather frowned and tilted her head to the side as she turned back from the window. “I am not going to go and sleep with some guy I just met,” she stated vehemently.  “Why not?” Kaylee pleaded.  “I think it would be good for you.” “I’m not a slut!” “Having sex doesn’t make you a slut,” she said, shaking her head in frustration.  “Don’t you ever get…you know…urges?” “Of course I get urges.  Everybody gets urges.  But we can’t just go around acting on every little urge.” “But we can when we’re on vacation!” she shot back with a playful smile.  “That’s what weekends like these are for.  We’re going to a place where nobody knows us.  We can be as wild as we want.”  Heather narrowed her eyes suspiciously as her friend beamed back with a glowing smile. “Yeah, too bad you have a boyfriend though,” she said simply, holding back her smile as Kaylee’s quickly melted away.  “Yeah.  Too bad.” “Is that why you’re pushing me so hard to have sex? You’re trying to live vicariously through me because you know you can’t?” “Okaaaaayyyy,” Kaylee stated firmly as she turned to the right, taking one hand off the steering wheel as the car began veering from side to side. “First of all…I’m pushing you to have sex because I think you’re wound a little too tight and could really benefit from a nice, hard fuck!”  Heather’s eyes widened in surprise and cringed as the car wavered dangerously close to the median.  “And second…,” Kaylee continued emphatically. “I can have sex anytime I want! Boyfriend or no boyfriend.” The two friends shared a brief, tense staredown before both breaking into laughter.  Kaylee decided to let the subject rest and turned the music back up with no objection from Heather.  Smiling to herself, she slipped the sunglasses down from their resting place atop her head to cover her squinting eyes as she quietly mouthed the words to the song that was playing.  Glancing over at her friend, she smiled to see Heather sitting back, tapping her fingers to the beat as she stared out the window, enamoured by the view of the sun sparkling off the still waters of the lake.  As she thought about her friend, Kaylee’s mind began to wander. Although the two girls had been best friends all through high school, she began to wonder if the past year they had spent apart attending different schools had widened the gap between them.  Kaylee had done much to shed the “good girl” image that had plagued her all through high school and had done her best to try and experience everything life had to offer.  Leaving behind the judgemental, small-town environment and entering the anonymity of university allowed her the freedom to explore the sexuality she had previously been forced to keep hidden.  She had hoped that Heather had experienced a similar change, but it appeared that to her friend, sex still held the same stigma.  As it was the final weekend before the new semester was to begin, Kaylee was determined to have a good time.  Fifty three minutes later the pair arrived in the small, lakeside resort town that was to serve as the setting for the next three days of fun and relaxation.  Although the city was relatively small at around thirty thousand inhabitants, the population nearly doubled during the summer months, swelling with college kids and families from the region’s larger cities.  Nestled between two large, warm water lakes the town was known for its ample beaches, golf courses and night clubs.  Although Heather was looking forward to the beaches, Kaylee was more interested in the night clubs.  The sun was hanging low in the early evening sky when the girls checked into their hotel room.  Kaylee immediately turned on the air conditioner, as Heather headed for the shower.  The four hour drive combined with the summer heat had led to a sticky build-up of sweaty film that required prompt attention before dinner.  As Kaylee stood, letting the warm water cascade over her naked body, she closed her eyes and let her mind wander once again.  Gradually her hand migrated downward, slipping between her legs before stopping.  “Jesus, why am I so damn horny?” she muttered, scolding herself as she reached for the shaving cream.  After shaving her legs, she ran her fingers over the small patch of blonde hair between her legs.  She usually kept her pubic region nice and trimmed, but for this weekend, she decided on something a little more risqué.  A few more strokes of her Lady Gillette left her completely hairless as she inspected herself with satisfaction.  A few minutes later she emerged from the small, steamy room, wrapping a towel around her freshly washed body.  “No, no, no,” she scolded, running a towel through her hair as she stepped out into the room and saw her friend dressing in front of the mirror.  “You are not wearing that!” “Why?” Heather asked, pouting as she turned to inspect herself. “What’s wrong with it?” “It’s plain.  Don’t you have something a little more…sexy?” “You mean slutty?” she countered, turning to cast her friend a disapproving frown.  “No, I mean sexy.  Didn’t you bring a skirt or anything?” “Yeah, but I didn’t think I needed a skirt to have dinner.” “We’re not just having dinner,” Kaylee warned.  “We are going out tonight and we are going to look hot.” “Ahhh, fine,” Heather conceded in exasperation.  “Sorry, though. I forgot my fishnets and leather mini-skirt.” The two girls shared a laugh as Heather sat down and pulled off her jeans.  As Kaylee continued drying her hair she watched as her best friend continued getting ready.  Although she had always considered Heather quite attractive, it seemed like sometimes she went out of her way to look as unnoticeable as possible.  Tall and slender, she tended to hide her body beneath poorly fitting jeans and nondescript sweaters.  Her hair, although naturally dark and silky remained plain and mousy, hanging straight down between her shoulders.  Throughout high school, Kaylee had always been jealous of her friend’s figure, even though Heather did little with her taller, thinner frame.  “That’s better,” Kaylee complimented as Heather stood before her, now wearing a denim skirt and a blue tank top.  “Although, that skirt could be taken up a few inches.”  Heather scowled and stuck her tongue out as Kaylee laughed.  “And just what are you planning on wearing?” “Just wait and see,” Kaylee chirped, disappearing into the bathroom.  A few minutes later she reappeared, presenting herself with hands on hips, smiling widely.  She was dressed in a short baby-blue skirt, with a low cut white top. Her shoulder length blonde hair was tucked neatly behind her ears, hanging down to her shoulders.  The brightness of her bright blue eyes was exemplified with the liberal application of eyeshadow, giving her a sexy, sultry look.  “Cute,” Heather said, giving her friend an up and down glance.  “A little whorish…but cute.” “You bitch,” Kaylee giggled, tossing a towel at her playfully. “Are your boobs bigger?” Heather asked, as she gave her makeup one last look.  “You look like you’ve gone up about two bra sizes.” Kaylee glanced down as she cupped her breasts with her small hands, her eyes darting back and forth between each one comically.  She had always considered her chest to be one of her most appealing features. “I think it’s from my birth control pills,” she suggested, turning to examine herself from the side in the mirror.  “I’m hungry.  Let’s go eat.” The girls made their way down to the hotel restaurant and sat on the patio overlooking the lake.  After a light dinner they sipped margaritas as the sun disappeared behind the hills, sending a reddish glow over the shimmering water.  By their third drink both were feeling the alcohol’s effects, warming them against the cool breeze coming off the lake.  “So would you actually cheat on Bryan?” Heather asked, running her finger along the salty rim of her glass. “What?” “In the car,” she clarified, licking the salt from her fingertip.  “You said that…it didn’t matter if you had a boyfriend or not.” “I don’t know,” Kaylee answered cryptically as she stared vacantly out over the lake. “I was actually considering…breaking up with him.” “Noooo,” Heather whined, slapping her hand down on the table top.  “You two are so good together.” “You’ve never even met him,” Kaylee countered, her voice dripping with scepticism.  “Well yeah, but…you’ve told me all about him and…,” “Look,” she said, cutting her friend off with a raised hand.  “He’s a nice guy…It’s just that…,” Heather looked on with a patient stare, awaiting her friend’s explanation. “Well…he’s a little too nice.” “Too nice?” Heather spat in exasperation.  “What does that even mean?  Is he too good looking as well? Or too funny?” Kaylee laughed and took another drink of her margarita.  “Sometimes…” she continued, setting the glass back down.  “…I like guys with a little more…edge.” “Edge?” “Yeah.  Plus, I feel like I should be trying new things.  Seeing what else is out there.” “Ahah!” Heather said firmly, pointing her finger in accusation. “So you do want to be a slut!” Kaylee rolled her eyes as her small hands fidgeted with the slender stem of her cocktail glass. “Yeah…,” she answered softly after a brief moment of silence.  “Maybe I do.” Heather’s eyes widened in surprise as she awaited further clarification.  “Look,” she continued.  “When I first went to college, I hooked up with a few different guys.  It made me realize what I liked and what I didn’t.” “Soooo,” Heather pressed cautiously, narrowing her eyes.  “What…do you like?” “Hmm,” Kaylee hummed, her eyes looking upwards as if searching for an answer.  “I like a guy that takes control.  A guy that’s not afraid to treat me…well, like a slut.” Her gaze transfixed, Heather brought her glass up to her gaping mouth and took another drink before responding.  “So…it turns you on when a guy…disrespects you?” “No, no, no,” she explained. “I don’t think of it as disrespectful.” “How is it not?” Heather chimed in, cutting her friend off. “Okay, let me give you an example.  On Halloween, I went to a party and ended up meeting a really cute guy.  We hit it off and ended up going back to his place.  He was really nice and…” “I thought you didn’t like nice guys?” “Let me finish.” Heather smiled and leaned in as Kaylee’s voice grew quieter. “So we started to…well, you know.  And then he just took control.  I had never been more turned on in my life! He bent me over and did me from behind, pulling my hair and calling all kinds of dirty names. It was so hot!” Heather bit her lip as she listened intently, entranced by the story.  “He did things to me that I never thought I would like, but I loved it all.  Then as soon as it was over he reverted back into the nice, funny guy that he was before.” “So you don’t mind being used as long as the guy is nice to you afterwards?” Heather asked sceptically. “I wasn’t used,” Kaylee explained.  “Trust me.  The enjoyment was mutual.” “So if this guy was so perfect, why didn’t you date him?” “Well,” she began, sipping her margarita.  “I did see him for a couple weeks but neither of us was looking for a serious relationship.  I hooked up with other guys after him but none of them really did it for me. “ “Wow,” Heather exclaimed, sitting back in her chair, shaking her head in amazement.  “So what are some these ‘things’ that you liked so much?” “Uh uh,” Kaylee said, waving her finger back and forth.  “I think I’ve told enough stories for now.  You’re turn.”  “Oh, I think you’d be disappointed,” Heather scoffed.  “My sex life hasn’t exactly been on fire.” “Okay then,” Kaylee offered with a sly smile, locking her fingers and leaning forward.  “Tell me your dirtiest, nastiest sexual fantasy.” “No way!” Heather answered adamantly as she took another drink.  “Oh, come on!  I know you have some naughty thoughts buried in that pretty little head of yours.” “Maybe I do…But I’m sure as hell not telling you.” Kaylee pursed her cute little lips into a pouty expression as she crossed her arms in feigned disappointment.  Heather tried to ignore her friend’s scornful gaze as she took another drink.  “Come on!” Kaylee groaned in frustration.  “Tell me.  Two guys at once? Three?” “Ugh. No way,” she answered with conviction. “I would never do that.” “Fantasy, Heather. It doesn’t have to be something you would actually do.” “Okay, fine,” she gasped, finally relenting to her friend’s barrage of questions. “When I fantasize…I sometimes think about…doing it in public.” Kaylee smiled to portray her satisfaction, while keeping her real thoughts to herself.  With the relative tameness of Heather’s answer, she decided not to press the issue by disclosing any more information about her own dirty fantasies.  Truthfully, her thoughts as of late had been growing more and more depraved.  She had been secretly hoping that her friend would share some of her kinky fantasies but that was obviously not the case. While the two friends continued conversing, the patio grew noisy as the Friday night crowd began filtering in for the usual nightclub pre-drinking.  In particular, a group of college age guys at a nearby table caught Kaylee’s eye as she slowly slipped her margarita.  Noticing her friend’s preoccupation, Heather glanced over at the group before looking back with a smile. “Something interest you?” she asked wryly, as Kaylee smiled back.  “Maybe…,” “The blonde guy is kind of hot,” Heather suggested, pushing a few strands of mousy brown hair back behind her ear. “Yeah, he’s okay,” Kaylee agreed half-heartedly as she turned to study the group more closely. The blonde guy was lounging back comfortably, a Heineken dangling from his fingers.  He was wearing a tight fitting red golf shirt that was stretched taut in the sleeves around his tanned muscular arms.  “Just okay?” Heather asked with surprise. “Come on.” “He’s a little too preppy for me. He looks like he should be in a boy band or something.” “Ahhhh, I see.  Let me guess. Not enough edge?” “You got it,” Kaylee said with a giggle, draining the last of her margarita.  Again her eyes drifted over to the nearby table as she set the glass back down.  Scanning each member of the group discreetly, she found her gaze lingering on one guy in particular.  He had a lean, muscular body, although not as bulky as his blonde haired companion.  He was wearing a tight fitting black t-shirt with some type of logo spread across the chest.  Kaylee didn’t recognize it, but assumed it was the name of some little known indie rock band.  His hair was messed up, but in a way that was obviously intentionally styled.  He sipped slowly from his glass of rum and coke as he flipped a coin through his fingers.  “Now the guy in the black,” Kaylee explained, pushing her empty glass to the edge of the table.  “That’s more my style.”  “Ugh,” Heather groaned.  “He’s wearing wrist bands.  I hate wrist bands on guys.”  “I think they’re hot,” Kaylee retorted, inspecting the black leather cuffs adorning each of his wrists.  As her eyes drifted upwards, she noticed him staring back at her with a contented, cocky smile. “Oh shit!” she cursed, turning away instantly.  “He caught me.” “Subtle,” Heather chuckled mockingly, grinning as she revelled in her friend’s apparent discomfort.   “That’s embarrassing,” Kaylee said, shielding her blushing red face with her hand.  “Well, you better get it together Kay,” Heather warned nonchalantly.  “Because he’s coming over here right now.” Kaylee’s eyes went wide as she struggled to compose herself.  Heather, fought hard to withhold her smile as she watched with growing amusement as the stranger approached.  “Hi there,” he greeted as he stepped up to the table, hands stuffed into his jean pockets. “Hi,” the girls spoke in tandem, before sharing a slightly embarrassed smile. “Me and my friends were wondering if you ladies would like to join our little party over there,” he said calmly, motioning over to the table full off guys, all watching with expectation. “Ummm,” Kaylee answered, wrinkling her nose as she gave him a casual glance.  “Looks a little crowded over there.” “True. True,” he said, pulling his hands from his pockets and rubbing them together as he gritted his teeth.  “It is a little crowded…but I bet if we slid your table over to ours…we could all be happy.” The two girls exchanged glances before he spoke again. “Plus…,” he continued as the corner of his lip curled up into an enticing smile.  “It looks like you two could use another drink.” “Well how can we refuse such a generous offer,” Kaylee quipped, without the consultation of her friend.  Heather set her eyes in an annoyed expression as Kaylee just smiled and shrugged.  “Great,” he said, clapping his hands together. “My name’s Shane but the way.” The girls introduced themselves as Shane waved a couple friends over to help move the table.  Heather’s irritated gaze remained fixed as Kaylee pretended not to notice.  Once situated in their new location, Kaylee took it upon herself to introduce herself to the group and immediately made herself at home, chatting without inhibition as Shane ordered a couple more margaritas. Heather, however, remained quiet and cold, sipping her drink with little to no interaction.  On numerous occasions Kaylee attempted to open conversation between Heather and the preppie guy her friend had eyed earlier, whose name turned out to be Blake.  He, though apparently, seemed to only be paying attention to Kaylee as if competing for her attention with Shane. As the group continued drinking and talking, it was divulged that the guys were college students, although they were a few years older than Kaylee and Heather.  Along with Shane and Blake, there were three others.  Mason was a skinny loudmouth who obviously thought more of himself than anyone else did.  Kaylee immediately disliked him, finding him arrogant and irritating.  He tended to monopolize the conversation and seemed to find great enjoyment in making misogynistic and off-color comments.  He also possessed a lot of self confidence, which seemed strange since he probably one of the least attractive members of the group.  It seemed that no matter what direction the conversation took, he would find a way to work in some story about a past sexual conquest. His facial features were sharp and angular, possessing a youthful quality that made him look more like a junior high school adolescent than a university student.  He was wearing striped, long-sleeve dress shirt which was unbuttoned a little too far, showing off his flat, hairless chest.  Sitting beside Mason was Ryan, a plain, nondescript engineering student dressed in an equally plain and nondescript grey t-shirt.  He seemed quiet and introspective, opening his mouth only to take drinks or laugh at the occasional joke.  Several times, Kaylee tried to talk to him, as she thought he might make a good match for Heather, but she soon lost interest in his one word answers.  The more she drank, however, the more attractive she found him. Russell was a heavy set guy who probably would have been good looking if lost a little bit of weight.  He had a very outgoing personality with an entertaining, self deprecating sense of humour.  His carefree attitude and complete lack of conceit gave him an endearing quality that Kaylee began to find enticing as the night wore on.  His style of dress was unremarkable as was his hairstyle.  Kaylee noticed this and immediately wished she could give him a makeover as she thought a few changes could make all the difference in providing him with an appearance that matched his personality.  As the night wore on, the crowded patio began to clear out as numerous patrons began leaving the laid-back lakeside ambience for livelier settings.   Kaylee had consumed just enough alcohol by this time to put her in a delightfully lively mood, although Heather had barely touched her last drink. “Well,” Blake said with finality as he slammed his empty glass down on the table.  “We should go soon.  I don’t want to be waiting in any lines. “I think we should go back to that strip club,” Mason offered, his eyes lighting up at the prospect. “I think once a day is good enough,” Shane countered, shutting down his friend’s idea as he turned to Kaylee to explain.  “We were there this afternoon.” “Oooooh,” Kaylee teased as she licked a drop of margarita from her thumb. “Strippers in the afternoon.  Classy.” “Oh come on Kaylee,” Mason pressed.  “It’ll be fun.” “No thanks,” she answered adamantly.  “I feel like dancing.” “You can dance at the strip club!” he continued, growing excited at the prospect. “Haha,” she giggled.  “I think I would need a few more drinks before I did that.”  “Hey,” Mason said, holding out his hands as he eyed her lecherously.  “I’ll buy you drinks all night, if get up on stage.  Kaylee dismissed the notion with a soft laugh and a wave of her hand.  She actually thought it might be fun to go to a strip club, but she knew that Heather would never go. “So…” Shane interjected.  “Would you ladies like to accompany us to the bar?”  “Sure,” Kaylee answered quickly, earning her another scowl from her friend across the table.  She pretended not to notice Heather’s disappointed glare as she continued.  “What bar are you going to go to?” “Whatever one has no line,” Blake cut in anxiously.  “Which may be difficult if we don’t hurry up and leave.” “Alright, alright,” Shane muttered as he withdrew some money from his wallet and laid it down on the table. “We’re going.” As the group excited the restaurant and made their way down the street, Kaylee and Heather hung back a few strides behind the rambunctious group.  “So which one do you want?” Kaylee whispered.  “Which one do I want?” Heather scoffed, walking briskly with her arms crossed. “I don’t want any of them.” “Oh come on,” she prodded, giving her friend a playful shake.  “Lighten up.  We’re supposed to be having fun this weekend.” “Yeah, but I thought it was going to be just you and I.”  “Oh what’s the big deal?” Kaylee asked, growing annoyed by Heather’s reluctance. “We were planning on meeting some guys at the bar anyways…” “You were planning on meeting some guys,” Heather seethed.  “I just wanted to have a nice relaxing weekend.” “It will be fun,” Kaylee promised.  “Just try and have a good time.  Please.” Heather reluctantly agreed, although her sour demeanour changed little by the time the group arrived at the nightclub.  After waiting in line for ten minutes, they entered the bar and quickly found an empty table. Russell, Ryan and Mason headed towards the bar to buy drinks while Shane and Blake remained with the girls.  As they talked, it became increasingly obvious that the two young men were competing for Kaylee’s attention.  Shane mentioned that he was in a band which increased Kaylee’s interest, forcing Blake to sit quietly aside, growing more anxious by the minute.  “Did anyone ever tell you that you look exactly like Elisha Cuthbert?” Blake asked, steering the conversation away from Shane.  “Who?” she asked as the rest of the group returned, bearing drinks for the table. “Elisha Cuthbert,” he explained. “You know…the actress.  She played the daughter on 24?” “Okay,” she answered.  “I know who you mean.  No…Nobody has ever said that before.” She was lying.  The comparison had often been made.  In fact, her college friends had even taken to nicknaming her ‘Elisha’ for fun. “Here you go,” Mason offered, sliding a Long Island ice tea over to Kaylee.  “Thanks,” she chirped with a smile.  “You didn’t put any roofies in it did you?” “Nah,” he answered.  “I’m saving all my roofies for someone way hotter than you.” Kaylee feigned offense, and pretended to be hurt although she was becoming increasingly impressed with Mason’s witty banter.  In some strange way, by showing complete lack of interest in her, he was becoming more and more attractive to her.  The club soon filled to capacity and the drinks kept flowing.  Russell even bought a whole try of shots for the table, which the group made short work of.  As Kaylee continued to drink, Heather begged her to slow down.  “I think you’ve had enough,” Heather admonished as Kaylee braced herself to down another shot. “Don’t worry,” she ensured, waving off her friend’s concern.  “I’m fine.  My tolerance is a lot higher than it used to be you know.” Heather backed off but remained cautious, secretly monitoring her friend’s drink intake. Mason soon left the group to “cruise for chicks,” although he had a hard time convincing any of his friends to join him.  Blake and Shane remained glued to Kaylee’s side and Russell declined with disinterest.  Reluctantly, Ryan agreed and the two took off for a quick tour around the bar.  Although, she had originally been more attracted to Shane, Kaylee was now finding a hard time deciding which of the two friends she was going to be going home with.  She had decided to hook up with one of them, but the decision was becoming increasingly difficult.  Throughout the night, the girls made frequent trips to the dance floor.  She danced with both Shane and Blake, and even managed to pull Russell out for one song.  Mason had hit on several girls, but remained alone at the end of the night.  By the time last call was announced, Kaylee was quite drunk and quite horny. She took turns slow dancing and making out with both Blake and Shane, much to Heather’s disapproval.  “The girls here are bitches!” Mason spat as the group filed out into the street.  “Awww, don’t worry buddy,” Russell consoled, throwing a drunken arm around his friend. “We always have the strippers.” “Not tonight,” Mason said with dismay, glancing at his watch.  “It closed an hour ago.” “Well, I’m not ready to go to bed yet,” Blake piped up.  “We should get some beer and head back to the motel. “ “Sounds good to me,” Kaylee chimed in. “Where is your motel?” “Kaylee!” Heather scolded, under her breath.  “Oh come on Heather. It’s still early.” “We’re at the Lakeside Motor Inn,” Shane said, answering Kaylee’s question.  “And I think there’s a cold beer and wine store close by that’s still open. “ “Perfect. Well why don’t a couple of us go grab some drinks and we’ll meet the rest of you guys there.” Again Heather cast her friend a disappointed scowl, although the others all heartily agreed.  “Sounds good,” Blake agreed. “I’ll go with Kaylee to the store.” “Me too,” Shane added, reluctant to allow his friend any time alone with the cute girl.  As soon as it was decided, the group split up and set off in separate directions, with Kaylee casting her irritated friend an apologetic smile as they parted ways.  “What’s your friend’s problem?” Shane asked as the trio made their way down the lamp lit street. “She just has a hard time getting to know new people,” Kaylee explained in Heather’s defence.  “I think she just needs to get laid!”   The guys laughed at her blatant manner of speaking. “That reminds me…” Blake began cautiously, his voice taking on a more serious tone. “What’s going on here?”  “What do you mean?” Kaylee asked, oblivious to the reasoning for his question. “Well…” Shane added in.  “We were just wondering…what your intentions were.” “What my intentions are?” “Yeah…I mean…we’re both obviously interested in you…” “And?” “And…we were wondering which one of us should…back off.”  “Who says either one of you has to back off?” Kaylee chirped back with a teasing, playful smile.  The two friends exchanged excited, surprised glances, smiling at the night’s prospects.  After picking up a couple cases of beer and a four-pack of wine coolers, the trio headed back to the motel.  Unlike Kaylee and Heather, the guys had opted for a lower budget establishment with two adjoining rooms for the five of them.  As Kaylee entered the cluttered room, she immediately noticed Heather seated in the corner of the room looking extremely bored as the three guys sat around a table playing a game of quarters.  The guys tore into the beer like a pack of wolves, as Kaylee offered a cooler to Heather.  “Hey, come here,” Shane said, coaxing Kaylee to follow him into the other room. “There’s something I want to show you.”  Kaylee giggled and smiled at her friend one more time before following him.  The second that they were separated from the group, Shane closed the door and pinned Kaylee against it forcefully as he looked down into her captivating, crystal blue eyes. “So what did you want to show me?” she asked naively, her cute little mouth forming an innocent, child-like smile. Shane just stared for a brief moment before leaning down and pressing his lips into hers. Kaylee immediately responded with an enthusiastic, lustful kiss, her hands clawing at his hair with long awaited, alcohol induced vigour.  Pulling her wet, gasping lips from his, she dropped to her knees and began fumbling with his zipper with frantic desperation.  A few seconds later, Shane’s dick was out and expanding in Kaylee’s hand as she gave him once more naughty glance before flicking her tongue out to tease his growing tip.  “Mmmm,” she moaned, sucking his bulbous head into her mouth, wetting it with her swirling tongue. “I’ve been wanting to do this all night.” The sound of the others, just on the other side of the thin door, excited Kaylee and she quickly consumed the length of his cock with ferocity as she felt her panties moisten with arousal.  Shane groaned with gratification and slumped back against the closed door as her lips slid down his shaft with quick, jerking thrusts.  “Are you going to let me fuck you tonight?” he asked with a grin as he watched his dick disappear between her lusciously soft, pink lips. Kaylee let his rigid pole pop free as she gazed up at him with a smile. “You can do whatever you want to me.” Stuffing his cock back into her hungry mouth, she gripped him around the base as she bobbed her head back and forth.  Kaylee loved sucking dick.  She didn’t like to admit it, but she would much rather give than receive.  She especially enjoyed being on her knees, having a guy standing over her as he guides her head onto his cock.  She had heard numerous girls verbalize their distaste for that particular move, but for some reason it turned her on even more.  “Kaylee?” Heather’s voice called out from behind the door, followed by a few sharp knocks.  “Is everything okay?” “Dammit,” Kaylee muttered under her breath, cursing her friend’s overprotective nature. “Uhhh, yeah Heather, I’m okay!” “I…guess we should get back,” Shane offered reluctantly with a disappointed frown.  Kaylee agreed and stood up to wipe her wet lips as he put his dick back in his pants. The party was in full swing as the pair emerged from the opposite room, catching a multitude of knowing glares from the rowdy bunch.  Heather’s eyes were locked on hers with a disapproving expression, while Blake displayed a crestfallen appearance at having seemingly lost out to his friend in the struggle for Kaylee’s affections.  “Pull up a seat,” Mason called out to the pair as he sat at the table, flipping a quarter in his hand. “We’re playing drinking games.” Shane grabbed a chair, but Kaylee hesitated.  “Oh, no, no, no,” she said with an adamant wave of her hand.  “No drinking games for me.” Her refusal earned her more than a couple of admonishing glares from the group as the guys broke out into a chorus of drunken taunts. “Awww, come on!” Russell called out.  “You’re not finished drinking already are you?” “No, not completely,” she answered with a laugh as she scooped up her half empty cooler.  “But I definitely need to slow down a bit.” The guys seemed a little disappointed, but Mason was quick to come up with another idea. “How about if you provide the prize?” he suggested, raising his eyebrows as a horny smile appeared across his think face.  “What kind of prize?” she asked suspiciously, fully expecting a perverted adolescent response. “Lap dance?” he suggested hopefully as several of the other guys looked up with renewed interest. Heather scoffed, but Kaylee remained lost in thought as she rolled her eyes and pursed the corner of her lip in a wondering expression. “Sure,” she peeped after a few seconds of deliberation. “Why not?” The guys cheered and Kaylee blushed a little, taking a sip from her bottle in an attempt to avoid her friend’s glowering stare. Shane also looked over at her, his face portraying an expression of curiosity although he appeared to remain unbothered.  The group immediately launched into their game, deciding that whoever could sink the most quarters in a row would win the coveted lap dance.  Mason asked Heather if she wanted to join, since he mentioned that he wouldn’t mind if she won, but she opted out, preferring to sit back with an annoyed scowl instead.  Russell went first, missing on the first shot. Then Mason sunk four in a row before patting himself on the back, casting Kaylee a cocky smirk and making an obscene gesture with his hand.  Shane only got one in but seemed relatively unbothered as he passed the coin to Blake. As he prepared to take his shot, he seemed to be concentrating quite hard, seemingly taking the whole thing a bit more serious than the others.  He scored three, but missed on his fourth, cursing as he swatted the cup with an annoyed wave of his hand.  Mason was already celebrating his apparent victory, when Ryan took the coin and calmly sunk the coin in the cup nine successive times.  Russell and Shane cheered, apparently satisfied that the cocky Mason had not won, and stood up to pull Ryan’s chair out from the table with him still seated in it.  They turned up the music as Kaylee took another drink in preparation of her upcoming show.  “Kaylee,” Heather warned, trying to get her friend’s attention.  “I don’t think you should be doing this…” “Relax Heather,” she shot back with a frustration response, becoming increasingly annoyed with her companion’s lacklustre attitude. As the music roared to life, the hotel room became filled with jeering sounds of drunken cheers and whistles as the guys egged her on.  Kaylee set her bottle down and immediately transformed her face from a cute, smiling expression to a sexy, seductive look as she strode over to Ryan and began to treat him to an extremely provocative lap dance as his friends watched in envy.  As she danced, she became more risqué, straddling his body and grinding herself into the growing bulge in his pants and pressing his face into her breasts.  “Grab her ass!” Mason called out to his friend as he sat back and watched, achieving vicarious enjoyment through Ryan’s prize.  Ryan obeyed, reaching down to grasp Kaylee’s ass through her little blue skirt as his friends cheered in response.  Kaylee just laughed continued grinding herself into him, finding her arousal quickly rising from her little performance. “That’s it!” Heather snapped, standing up with her arms tightly crossed across her chest.  “Kaylee, I’m leaving.  Are you coming?” Kaylee turned to acknowledge her friend, giving her a shake of her head.  Heather promptly turned and briskly headed for the door. She gave one last look back before making her exit and slamming the door shut behind her.  Kaylee was actually relieved to have her friend gone.  Now she felt that she could really cut loose. As the song ended, the group resumed their seats around the table, eager to begin the next game. “So what’s the prize this time?” Russell asked, finding himself unable to pull his eyes away from Kaylee after her erotic performance. “How about a blowjob?” Mason asked with an over-the-top grin.  “I think Shane already won that prize,” Blake muttered, a hint of envy tingeing his voice.  Kaylee pouted her lips into a feigned sorrowful expression as she threw an arm around his shoulder. “Aww, is somebody jealous?” she asked in a baby-like voice as the rest of the groups responded with a teasing round of laughter.  “So…,” Mason began, eyeing her with interest. “You’re not even denying it?” “Why would I deny it?” Kaylee shot back with a shrug of her shoulders.  “I sucked his dick. So what? I would have kept doing it we hadn’t been interrupted.” A few of the guys’ eyes widened with amazement at her blunt demeanour.  “Well don’t let us keep you,” Mason quipped.  “Your bitchy friend is gone, so by all means, go back into the other room and finish up.”  “Why would we have to go into the other room?” she replied with a sexy smile as she began to revel in the newfound sex-symbol status that she had achieved among the group of horny college students.  “So are you saying that you would have no problem giving a blowjob right here in front of everyone?” Mason asked, constantly prodding the conversation to his perverted interests. Kaylee shrugged. “Sure.  Why not?” “Bullshit,” he shot back, crossing his arms in defiance. “I don’t believe it.” “Wanna bet?” she answered, playing into Mason’s little game as he watched her with a smug grin. “Yeah,” he said casually, reaching into his pocket and pulling out a twenty dollar bill.  “I bet twenty bucks that you won’t do it.” Kaylee’s mind raced as she watched Mason slam the bill down on the table. Although, she couldn’t care less about the money, she was becoming very excited by the way the evening was panning out.  Calmly she walked over and picked up the bill, holding it in the air as she turned to Shane. “Drop ‘em,” she said with a smile, motioning down to his pants. “I…don’t know about this,” he answered reluctantly, obviously apprehensive about dropping his pants in front of his friends. “Maybe…you should give Blake his share instead?” Without skipping a beat, she turned to Blake, her expression portraying a questioning appearance as if asking him to fill in for his reluctant friend. Blake paused for a moment before answering. “Sure,” he said with nod of his head, sitting back as if daring her to proceed. Kaylee’s heart beat quickened as she stood over him.  She had never done anything sexual with an audience but the thought was definitely turning her on.  That excitement, combined with the alcohol caused her inhibitions to slowly drift away and she slowly lowered herself to her knees before Blake.  She reached up to undo his pants, half-expecting him to stop her, but to her surprise he remained motionless.  She stared into his eyes, searching for any sign of reluctance, but she saw only lustful determination. “What are you waiting for?” he asked with a smile. Kaylee blushed a little and continued her task, opening his pants and reaching in to wrap her small hand around his semi-hard cock.  He shifted slightly as she gave his flaccid dick a gentle squeeze, but allowed her to continue as she pulled it out into view. “Oh!  What’s the matter there Blake?” Mason taunted in reference to his lack of erection.  “A little stage fright? Or do you have a little whiskey dick going on there?” “Don’t worry,” Kaylee snapped back. “I’ll take care of this.” With that, she lowered her head into his lap and parted her lips to take his soft stalk into her little wet mouth.  She could feel the four other pairs of eyes on her as she sucked his cock, feeling it begin to grow rigid in her mouth.  As it expanded and hardened, she stroked it with her tiny fist, her hand bobbing up and down to compliment the movement of her lips.  Kaylee pulled it from her mouth for a moment, licking her tongue along his length as she looked up into Blake’s contented face.  Her little pink tongue then swirled around his tip before she sucked him back down to the base as she took him right into her throat. As she pulled back smiling, she stroked her hand up his entire length, creating a wet, slippery sound as she gripped his spit-soaked shaft.  “Oh man, I got a get a picture of this,” Mason muttered, whipping out his cell phone as Kaylee resumed bobbing her head up and down on Blake’s rigid cock. As she heard the sound of a picture being taken, she felt her panties begin to dampen. She was becoming more aroused than she had ever been in her entire life.  She locked her lips tightly around his shaft and stroked hard, desperately trying to bring him to climax.  “Hey Kaylee,” she heard Mason call as he readied him phone for another picture. “I’ll toss in another twenty if you take it on your face.” She let Blake’s dick pop free as she turned to smile at Mason, her hand still pumping vigorously at his shaft.  “I don’t any need money for that,” she quipped with a playful grin before taking his swollen tip back between her soft lips. “Oh fuck!” Blake groaned, stirring in his seat as his body began to shudder.  Kaylee pulled away again, her hand beating furiously as she extended her tongue in invitation. “Come on,” she urged, looking up into his face. “Give me that cum. All over my fucking face!” Blake let out another groan as his dick began to twitch in her pumping hand. Kaylee moaned and closed her eyes as the creamy fluid began to spurt forth onto her face.  She managed to catch most of it on her outstretched tongue, before directing the rest against her blushing cheeks and up onto her forehead to complete the lewd, cum covered masterpiece.  “Smile!” Mason blurted gleefully as he put the phone right up to her face. Kaylee turned to face him, and gave a big, delightful grin as he snapped the obscene image. The other guys cheered in response as she began to wipe a droplet of cum from her eyelid. “So…who’s next?” she asked, peering up at the group of friends as she knelt there on the floor, her pretty face still spackled with glistening streams of jism. “Oh fuck yes!” Mason called out promptly, scrambling to undo his pants as she stood over her.  Kaylee smiled and moved closer to him as his pants and underwear dropped around his ankles. Her eyes widened as his cock sprang forth, dangling in front of her face.  She was surprised to find that it was quite large, almost disproportionately when compared to his skinny frame.  She grabbed it around the base with her hand and flicked her tongue out to tease his tip as he finished undressing by ripping off his shirt and tossing it aside.  “Yeah, suck it baby,” she urged, placing a hand at the back of her head and guiding his length into her mouth. His cheesy words actually turned her on more and she began to put on a display of her oral talents, running her tongue down one side, sucking his balls, and then licking back up the other side.  She then took him into her mouth and bobbed back and forth before pulling it back out and slapping it against her tongue in a salaciously pornographic style.  She even jabbed the tip of her tongue into his dick hole to taste the small bead of precum that had accumulated there. As she worked her lips up and down his long shaft, Mason tightened his grip on her head and began pumping his dick into her mouth.  Soon, she let her hand fall and allowed him to fuck her face, jamming his cock into the back of her throat as she struggled not to gag.  “Whoa man,” Shane called out to settle his friend’s aggressive actions.  “Go easy there.  Be nice.” “No!” Kaylee blurted out emphatically as she pulled back, sputtering as saliva dripped from her gasping mouth. “Don’t be nice. I want you to be bad to me! Do whatever you want!” “Really?” Mason asked, looking down into her panting face, a glint of amorous intent sparkling in his eye. “Yes,” she answered looking back up at him with lustful, pleading eyes. “Alright then,” he said, gathering up a bunch of her honey blonde hair in his shaking fist. “Get over here.” As Mason led her over to the bed, a surge of sexual energy rushed though Kaylee’s body.  He pulled her to the bed by the hair and she scrambled up onto her hands and knees as he climbed up behind her. “So I can do whatever I want?” he asked, pushing her little blue skirt up over her hips and running his eager hands over her exposed ass cheeks.  “Yes,” she gasped, lowering her head to the mattress as she glanced back at him.  He smiled an evil grin and began to slide her panties down her thighs.  Kaylee held her breath as she felt her little white underwear snapping out from between her little round cheeks and being pulled from her body. Mason then held them aloft as he twirled them comically on his finger before tossing them directly into Russell’s face.  The guys all laughed as he then spit into his hand and slathered his cock with makeshift lube before pushing his tip roughly into Kaylee’s waiting pussy.  “Oh god!” he groaned as he slipped into her inviting depths, looking down to watch her tight, nineteen year old cunt stretching around his pole. Kaylee immediately pushed back against him, almost shoving him off the bed as the four other spectators laughed.  He grabbed onto her hips and shoved back as she gasped in response, her petite body lurching forward from his hostile thrust.  She seemed to gain even more pleasure from his rough treatment and arched her back in submission as he proceeded to fuck her with quick strokes, pushing her face down into the bed.  Kaylee moaned into the sheets as his hips struck her ass with successive, forceful blows his fingers tangled in her hair, gradually tightening as his thrusts grew more intense. “Are you guys just going to stand there?” Mason asked with a laboured, heavy breath as he addressed his friends.  “Or is one of you pussies going to stick your dick in her mouth?” The four friends exchanged awkward glances as they silently began to decide who would step up.  Surprisingly, it was the relatively timid Ryan that volunteered, smiling a goofy grin as he undid his pants.  Kaylee was forced to look up as Mason pulled her head up by the hair, her mouth falling open in a silent gasp as Ryan eagerly removed his pants. He left his shirt on, which Kaylee found quite strange, but she nonetheless waited as he stepped up to the bed, offering his half-erect penis to her in an awkward offering. “Shove it in!” Mason chided, as Ryan timidly held his flaccid cock in his trembling hand. Ryan looked down at Kaylee, whose face portrayed no sign of distress or reluctance, before moving closer and pushing his dick into her open mouth. Her lips closed around his soft shaft as Mason increased his thrusting from the other end, forcing her mouth down his friend’s growing cock. It was at that point, in which Kaylee found herself impaled from both ends, that she decided…She would use that night to fulfill her dirtiest, nastiest fantasies.  She was on vacation, and nobody would ever know.  She reached up to give Ryan’s balls a gentle squeeze as she felt him grow hard in her mouth. Her soft lips inched back and forth with each thrust of Mason’s hips as she felt her ass cheeks being pushed apart.  She purred as Ryan began to slowly rock back and forth, his dick sliding back and forth over her tongue.  Kaylee then felt a drop of warm liquid land between her pert little cheeks, tricking down her exposed cleft over her clenching asshole.  Mason pressed his thumb to the tiny star, rubbing his spit into her hole as he stroked his cock into her pussy, eliciting a subtle moan from her tightly closed lips.  “You like that don’t you?” Mason asked, growing more excited as his thumb caressed her tightly closed asshole with firm, circular motions.  “Uh huh,” Kaylee agreed, turned her head to glance back over her shoulder as Mason’s face lit up with enjoyment. “What are you guys doing?” he called out to the other three, chastising their timid behaviour. “This chick wants to get crazy!  Whip’em out! Let’s go!” Shane began to undress, but Russell remained fully clothed as Kaylee glanced over.  Her eyes lit up as she saw Shane’s tanned, slender body being uncovered, causing her pussy to moisten even more around Mason’s cock. “Just wait,” she said, looking back at Mason.  “Let me undress.” Mason nodded and pulled back, allowing his dick to slip from her inviting, wet hole. Kaylee rose up to her knees and pulled her shirt over her head, before reaching behind her to un-clasp her bra. “I can’t believe this is happening,” Russell exclaimed, watching intently with a vacant, astounded stare. Kaylee giggled as she removed her skirt, leaving her completely naked and surrounded by five young men that she barely knew. Lying back on the bed, she spread her legs and reached down to trace her fingers along the soft skin of her freshly shaved pussy, still relishing the new, sexy sensation.  Shane made eye contact with her, smiling slightly as he crawled onto the bed towards her.  She smiled back, but the next thing she knew, Mason was kneeling beside her head, awkwardly trying to shove his wet dick into her mouth. She let out a surprised giggle that soon became muffled as her lips closed around his shaft.  She could taste her pussy on his cock which only excited her more and she rubbed her clit with one hand as he started to thrust into her mouth. Shane positioned himself between her legs and began to tease her little wet opening with the tip of his dick.  Feeling his swollen head against her flushing lips, Kaylee reached lower and guided it inside her. Shane’s hands held her legs as he started fucking her with short, cautious strokes, piercing her tight little cunt with his average sized shaft.  Ryan was quick to rejoin fray, leaning down to suck one of her tiny pink nipples into his eager mouth as Kaylee moaned around Mason’s cock.  The feeling was incredible and she gradually became lost in the moment as her lust began to overtake her naked body.  “Suck my balls,” Mason ordered, lifting his wet dick up to his stomach.  Kaylee turned her head as he inched forward, dropping his balls into her open mouth as he reached down to lewdly grope one of her supple breasts.  Her tongue wriggled against the soft sac in her mouth as Mason pinched and pulled at her nipple, mixing a tiny bit of pain in with the immense pleasure she was experiencing.  Shane’s gentle thrusts grew more frantic as he leaned over her to push his dick deeper inside her hungry pussy, her little body lurching atop the bed as he fucked her.  Her pussy drooled warm fluid out from around his plunging cock, dripping down to soak her clenching asshole. As she reached under to prod her tightly closed orifice, her horniness began to reach an all time high.  She pushed a slender finger right into her own ass as her tongue continued to bathe Mason’s hanging balls with playful licks.  “I want you in my ass!” she blurted out, looking down at Shane’s face which was frozen in concentration.  “Now!” All three men paused for a moment before a smile crept onto each and every one of their astounded faces.  “There’s some lube in my purse,” she told Blake, who was standing back in view of the sexy spectacle.  As he searched, Shane pulled his cock out and she flipped over onto her hands and knees.  Mason moved around in front of her, his face portraying the excitement of a child on Christmas morning. “This is fucking awesome,” he exclaimed, feeding his long dick back into Kaylee’s waiting mouth. Blake found the small bottle of lube and tossed it to Shane as Mason reached down over her back and pulled her ass cheeks apart. “I hope I get to fuck your ass too,” he muttered, sliding his dick deep into her mouth. Kaylee’s moans of approval told him that we would definitely get his chance. Shane coated his cock with the slippery liquid before moving back into place, eyeing her tiny, shimmering asshole like some sort of long awaited prize.  He placed his tip against her clenching star and pushed, watching the impossibly tight orifice slowly open around his dick.  Kaylee’s body tensed and she moaned with dirty delight as she felt her most private hole being carefully filled by Shane’s throbbing pole.  She felt amazingly slutty, and urged Mason to fuck her face as his friend slipped deeper into her tight little tunnel.    Mason gathered her hair up in his hand and held it firmly as he placed his other hand below her jaw.  Then, holding her head in place he began thrusting his hips back and forth, using her mouth to pleasure himself as he tossed his head back with blissful amazement.  Feeling Kaylee’s asshole hugging his descending shaft, Shane’s growing lust urged him to quicken his pace and he started inching his dick in and out with short, careful strokes.  Kaylee squealed with delight and reached back between her legs, going to work on her clit as her ass began to relax around his invading cock.  She closed her watering eyes as Mason’s balls slapped her chin with repeated, wet strikes, her saliva dripping from her open lips down onto his thighs.  As her asshole acclimatized to the sensation of Shane’s moving cock, he pushed deeper and harder, urged on by her lewdly lustful moans. With complete disregard for Kaylee’s wellbeing, Mason pummelled her lips as he continued to fuck her face in a manner that can only be described as shamefully pornographic.  She closed her gasping lips around his sliding shaft in an effort to provide as much resistance as possible and coax his cum from his body.  “Fuck,” Mason growled, his face contorting with ecstatic intensity. “Fuckkkkkkk,” As he howled, his hips bucked and his stomach contracted violently, his cock pulsing with orgasmic animation.  Kaylee felt his hot cum shoot right into the back of her throat and she immediately started to suck down each and every spurt that his twitching dick produced.  The fact that he had just cum in her mouth turned her on even more and she furiously attacked her clit with her busy fingers as Mason withdrew, his cock leaving a creamy trail along the length of her little pink tongue. Mason climbed down off the bed, irritated that he had climaxed so soon, as Kaylee swallowed down the residual cum still lingering inside her mouth. She then looked back over her shoulder to Shane, who was concentrating on working his cock in and out of her eager asshole.  Urging him to go harder, she pushed back, driving her tightly stretched hole around down his thick shaft casting him a sexy smile over her shoulder.  “How does my ass feel?” she asked, wiggling her hips in an attempt to force more of his meaty pole into her clutching orifice.  “Pretty good,” Shane responded, allowing her to push back onto his cock. “Do you know what I want now?” she asked, watching his face with a cute, child-like expression.  “What’s that?” “I want you to take your cock out and shove it into my mouth.” Shane smiled as he shook his head in continued amazement.  Mason shouted out his support from the background as Kaylee slowly crawled her way off his dick and spun around enthusiastically, her pretty little mouth opening with licentious desire.  He slipped his cock between her parted lips and pushed it deep into her mouth as Ryan climbed onto the bed behind her.  Kaylee slumped down into a side lying position and Shane knelt beside her head, feeding his lube covered cock into her enticing mouth.  She reached down and pulled one of her perfect little cheeks upwards, offering Ryan his choice of holes.  He opted for the pussy first, pressing his hard dick into her flushed, dewy lips and wiggling it inside her.  As he proceeded to fill her wanton hole with repeated, forceful thrusts, his friend began pumping his cock into Kaylee’s purring mouth, her cheeks bulging with every stroke.  “Yes,” she gasped as Shane pulled his wet dick from her lips and lightly slapped it across her face. “That’s what I want!  Treat me like a whore.” As her mouth once again became filled with pulsing cock, she reached back and slipped her middle finger deep into her own asshole, purring with delight as she felt Ryan’s dick sliding in and out, pressing against her embedded digit.  Growing bolder by the minute, Ryan began adding a little rough treatment of his own by striking Kaylee’s perfectly round ass with a firm, sharp slap of his hand. “Oh yeah,” she moaned as he slapped her again, this time with even more force. “That’s it.” Shane gripped his dick with a tight fist as he pulled her head forward and pressed his balls into her lips.  She gave him a few wet licks, before pulling her face back and staring up into his eyes with a look of pure lust. “I want to lick your ass,” she hissed, as he gazed down into her beautiful face with an expression of renewed amazement.  ‘Seriously?” he asked, watching her face as she shuddered with each of Ryan’s thrusts. “Yes,” she reiterated, urging him to take part in the filthy act.  “Give me that fucking ass.” Shane placed one leg on the other side of her head as she turned to look upwards.  He then lowered himself down, letting his asshole come to rest against her perfect, pink lips.  “Oh fuck,” he gasped, his eyes rolling back in his head as he felt Kaylee’s tiny tongue dancing over his sensitive hole.  “What a fucking slut!” Mason exclaimed, standing by and eagerly stroking his flaccid cock as he witnessed the filthy display.  His crude words only excited Kaylee more, and she attacked Shane’s ass with frantic, stabbing licks.  As he became more comfortable, he settled down atop her face as she planted her soft lips around his ass and tongued him with increasing desperation.  Every twitch of his body, every moan that escaped his lips urged her on and pushed her to greater depths of depravity as she buried her hot little tongue inside him. Meanwhile, Ryan was pounding away at her battered pussy and treating her to the odd spanking strike.  After a few more minutes however, he pulled his aching cock from her sweltering hole and pushed it ambitiously against her tightly closed asshole.  Kaylee moaned into Shane’s ass as she felt her tiny orifice being filled for the second time that night.  Gradually, her tight ring stretched around his shaft and he forced it inside with an exasperated sigh of achievement.  Shane was stroking his dick with increasing urgency as he sat perched atop the young girl’s pretty face.  He gasped with previously un-experienced pleasure, moaning as he felt her nimble little tongue wiggling its way into his ass.  Looking down into her crystal blue eyes, his hand moved faster as she groaned from the pressure of Ryan’s thrusting cock. “Oh fuck yeah, you dirty little slut,” he uttered, his beating hand sending his balls slapping against her face.  “Lick that ass and make me cum” Kaylee sighed with delight and pushed her tongue up inside him, fucking his ass with long, wet strokes as his body tensed over her.  He let out one more incomprehensible growl and jerked as a fountain of creamy white cum erupted from his bulging, purple head.  She felt his asshole clench around her tongue as she watched the warm fluid spilling down over his whitened knuckles and dripping down into her face.  Shane lifted his body and leaned forward, trying to direct the rest of his juices into Kaylee’s open mouth as she parted her lips with carnal desire.  Just as the final droplets of cum were oozing out of Shane’s spent penis, she felt Ryan’s dick swell within her asshole.  Without so much as a sound, he began to shudder and thrust deep as she experienced the warming sensation of his cum filling her abused tunnel.  His eyes half closed in ecstasy, he took a deep breath and withdrew, his retreating cock slipping easily out of her tired hole, followed by a substantial stream of trickling white cum.  Kaylee smiled with contentment, reaching back to feel her ravaged asshole and wiping up some of the jism with an extended finger.  She then brought the glistening finger to her lips and smile. “So who’s next,” she asked innocently as she sucked the cream covered digit into her sweet little mouth. “I want some of that!” Mason cried out, referring to the treatment Shane had just received.  “I want you to lick my ass.” “Well then, bend over bitch,” Kaylee snapped back with a teasing smile. “Assume the position.” Mason halted for a moment as her playful expression dared him to proceed.  The other men snickered with amusement, only firing his resolve. “What are you waiting for?” Blake asked, shoving him forward. “Get to it.” Mason bravely stepped forward as Kaylee patted her hand on the bed in invitation.  He gave one final shrug and climbed up to join her, assuming a comical position on his hands and knees as his friends continued to laugh with enjoyment.  His inebriation did much to hide his embarrassments as he remained frozen in the shameful pose.  Kaylee grinned with satisfaction as she knelt behind him, laying his hands against his skinny cheeks before slapp