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You were eager for another park adventure but desired one grander than ever before. You posted an ad on craigslist and headed to the park for a night of white glory. You go dressed in cheap shorts and shirt, not even bothering for underwear knowing it won't matter for long. You waited, sitting near the spot you posted, twiddling the threads of your torn shorts. The spring air was cool, however moist and heavy. Your ears tingled at the rustling of branches, hoping to see a figure trek down the path. The moonlight beamed down a blunt glow along the track, you considered how the rocks will pierce against your back, hands and knees, and smiled.
A crack of rocks being kicked echoed to your right and you stood hastily, like a meercat on sentry. You peered down at your chest and adjust your shirt, making sure a line of cleavage is visible. Two dark figures loom closer. You stood waiting patiently, an irrepressible grin leaping from your face, a glow of a smile peered back at you. At 15 metres away from you, you let out “Hello there, looking to fuck someone?”, both figures smile now.
“I wouldn’t say no to that” a burly voice replies. You take a step towards from and they then there in front of you. One bears a visible full-on beard the other clean cut. The bearded man slides his hand against your arm, his hand is warm extending a good width of your forearm. “So what do you like, doing” he asks, the glow of one eye appearing to blink.
You softly place both hands on each of their crotches and whisper, “Anything with cock”.
They both immediately reach down to their pants and begin to undo their pants. You take a small step back as their pants drop and cock hang bare. You stand and stare, seeming too long for the straight edge man who grunted, “Get down and suck them like a good slut?”
You obey and lower yourself to your knees, the rocks hard against your knees. You take both cocks in each hand, the bearded man’s feels thicker and longer, not that you would treated them any differently. You pressed your lips against the straight-edge man’s cock, he immediately takes your head and ram it into himself, your lips tense to close, only as reflex to smile.
He grips your head by either side and pulls and pushes you with limited resistance. Meanwhile in your hand you bear the bearded man cock, the only thing you have control of. His warm cock pulsates in your palm as you draw your hand to his body. You continue the perpetual stroke, knowing a good slut doesn’t stop a handy. Another cracking of rocks echoes along the track, you peek your head to the side to see another figure walking towards you. Straight-Edge then uses your lopsided head to grind his cock against the inside of your cheek.
“You like that you dirty slut?” Straight-edge grunts. You moan a muffled, “Eaah”. His dick flicks out on pull too far out, but the job’s not done so you immediately fumble his dick into your mouth and mimic the rapid motions he’d just showed. You hear him laugh, “I love this hoe”, taking his hands off from you and letting you to do your thing. Beard-man takes your hand away from his cock and seems to walk behind you. You feel his fingers claw their way underneath the waist and begin to drag them down. Wearing the loose-fitting shorts paid-off. Initially you feel the cool air against your rear, but to softly you feel large warm palms against you’re your skin. Only to be replaced a sharp pain and clap. Tickling your pussy his cock wavers as he’s distracted by moon lit your ass. Abruptly you feel it, his cock burst inside you. You too then notice another figure to your side, cock straddling from slightly lowered pants. You instantly grasp it.
Straight-edge once again, grasps hold of your head. Beard-Man begins strafing round after round of heavy thrusts into your behind. His big fat cock grinds away into like a jackhammer into dense dirt. You groan uncontrollably, only to expel muffled slushes of noise as drool spills from your lips. A warm taste of salt grows in your mouth. You then smile only to have a flow of drool and other fluids pour from the side of your mouth. Straight-edge then pulls out and the new guy tries to take up the plate. The new guy is scrawny with a thin beard, even his dick, although long remains quite thin. However, the lanky man gestures to you by flopping his dick on your nose. Without consideration, you touch your tongue against the underside of his dick and glide it up its length before shooting the length back down your throat.
Straight-edge then proceed to tug at your shirt and a rip, rings behind you. The cold then comes to touch your skin as he rips down the rest of your back. What you believe are beard-man’s brawny hands on your now bare sides. The forceful pulses behind continue to flood into you in a torrent of thunderclaps. Her hair begins to be curled up into a long rope and is pulled. You hear Straight-edge say, “There’s more coming”. Your dirty mind immediately just thinks “Oh I know more are Cumming”, just imagining more cocks, all varying sizes, shapes and shades of moonlit black or grey.
But for now, you only have the three cocks on you, one skinny in your throat, the thick one striking your rear and the straight-edge mans. You feel the cloth of your shirt slip down from your sides. A cool breeze, dances against your breasts as they suspend. You your nipples harden in the cold, you fight the urge to wrap an arm under them to keep them warm. However Straight-edge comes to your ‘rescue’ cupping a palm under one of them and bouncing it as if weighing up whether it was a worthy toy to play with. His comfort does not last long as he gives one a small tap to watch them sway before lurching back. You then hear him say, “Let’s turn this bitch over.”
You notice beard-man halt his thrusts but leaves his cock buried. His mighty hands resting over each buttock. You hear him reply, “Mate, lets toss her onto the grass over there. The other cunts will still be able to find us there.” You were in no position to comment, either in caring of the outcome or moving position. You were still rolling a thin dick along your tongue with skinny guy heading your roped hair as if playing with a puppet. You also enjoyed these detached conversations of what to do with you. Simply playing the role of common whore that just takes it…seamlessly.
Beard-man withdraw his cock out from you, leaving you self-conscious of a loose gap he bored into you. Skinny guy also pulls his dick out from you and drops your hair onto your back. You stand up as now 5 pairs of eyes glare at you (Noticing 2 more than expected), each pair shining towards you in the dim light. They seemed to encircle you like pack of hungry wolves preparing to pounce at a deer. A wide pain cracks at your left ass cheek. Beard-man’s big hand trying to get you move. You hastily move towards a field of grass down the slope you assumed they were referencing. As you strain your legs, the sharp pain of beard-man’s strike echoes along your thigh and hip. So much so you can’t help but shed a tear. Your bare nakedness too suddenly feels apparent as your breasts hustle unrestrained and the cold breeze licks your aching thighs.
However, you know the pain will subside into a soft ache and five cocks are lined for you. The motto “Leave no park cum dry?” plays in your head. You jiggle down the hill and undo the patch of dew layered grass. You see beard man following not far behind. He grabs you by the hips and back and raise your arms to let him lower you to the floor. He quickly spreads your legs to each side as if swatting trash away from a workbench. He leans over you and a rashly jams his cock into and starts pounding away as before. There was no effort to adore you, excite you or even give you a mention. The bearded man just had a job to do, his own job. You were merely a tool he was using.
You the feel his weight push you into the ground. Your back, grazing dirt and wet grass. The other men toddle down the hill, kicking rocks, all seeming to be laughing. Once down, you hear the zippers crunching and belts clattered onto the floor. They then all loom over you, as if the pack has finally pinned down their prey. The lead already taking in the feast. You look up at the beard-man face, seeming furious and red. Only looking down at your body, he takes a grab at one of your breasts, pinning it from its leaps of joy. You reach up to touch his beard and get a few fingers scrap along the grizzle. He violently slaps it down, and pins it into the dirt.
You whimper in shock, grimacing your eyes close, half-expecting a strike along the face. Blinking you open your eyes. You see straight-edge come to your ‘rescue’ again taking beard-man arms from yours, replacing it with his. Skinny kneels by the side of your head and drops his dick out for you. You turn your neck and slide the slithery thing into your mouth and twirl it around the diameter of your mouth with your tongue. On your other side, you feel your arm being lifted and a warm piece of flesh being placed onto your palm. You coil your fingers and grip the throbbing rod of meat. You think nice thoughts of the girth, you then relax your grip and slide the length, happy thoughts.
Warm forth pools in your mouth, Skinny must love the twirls. You do it again, cum drooling from your mouth, you hear him whisper “mmm, yeah” as another wave pours in. He withdraws out from you and pats you on the cheek for the good work. You giggle slightly before turning head for the cock in your hand. But a pair of hands grips hold your head. You peer directly up to see a cock loom above you. You hear “Open wide” and obey. The cock slips down from tongue and down to your throat. You extend your head back as the tips teases the front of your throat. A hand grabs a hard pinch of your breast and the other one a smacked. Beard-man is relentless in his poundings poking the tip against your throat.
You notice how fast your beating the cock in your hand and try to pace yourself. You feel a sudden piece missing and warmth burst on your stomach. The warmth laces down your right side. Beard-man finally came. However, you notice the cock in your hand turn and drift away. This thought is quickly distracted a warm skin of bounce on your nose. You feel another cock fill the void and the sense of loss is quickly replaced. This man however, lifts your legs up to bare your behind and shifts your legs together and pushes them in towards you. He thrusts much like beard-man but maybe not to the same vigour or maybe not to the same girth. However, you appreciate the ease.
The shaft down your throat begins to retract, the tip skimming along your tongue. You lick your lips. The taste of 3 different cocks only seems to make you wish you had more. You notice a group of men to the side, seeming more than there were only moments ago, ‘How many more are coming?” you wonder. You also wonder why are they not surrounding you like they usually do. You then see one with a beer, ‘that explains it’. A fatter man, seeming to be in middle-age turns and walks towards you. He immediately kneels, drops his jeans and jerks his dick towards you. A fat but shorter cock than most, but a cock nonetheless. You open your mouth, he slaps against your cheek before lowering it deeper. You notice this man isn’t holding your head or jerking you in, leaving you to do the work.
He then says to you “Go on, do your job slut”. At those words, you engulf the length of his cock and rally back taking the base by your hand. You reply with a “mmhhm”, sloshing your tongue under his foreskin. You hear him command, “It’s yes sir”. You slowly and deliberately draw his cock out from your mouth, trying to annoy a teacher. Softly brushing your hand along his dick, you smile up at him and say, “Yes sir”. He places his hand under her chin and pull you back over his dick. He then reels back and leaves you be. The cock at your pussy flows back and forth, somehow you wonder when is it going to pick up?
“Oh fuck you’re a good slut. Aren’t you?” You hear the older man say. You choose not to respond this time, testing to see what he’d do. With no further response, you cup his balls with your hand, seeming interested in them. The guy at your pussy starts driving harder, you flick your legs and place and hook them over his shoulders, his dick running into like hand saw, quick back and forth. Your legs drop and another splash of warm falls onto your stomach. The guy then stands and leaves running to the beer. You notice only the older man is on you. You take his cock tease your fingers around it and rub your pussy. “Do you have a turn…Sir?”
You see him smile down and take a sweeping glance along your body. He takes a pinch at one of your breasts, shuffles and plays with it. As he does you feel his stiffen further, growing to be not the unimpressive size you thought it was. “It’ll be fun and you could do whatever you want.” He turns to your face and asks, “Anything?” You giggle and as sexily as you can muster reply, “Any…thing”. The man then stands up, walk to your front and kneels at your pussy. You feel his hands push up at under your knee. However, you feel his cock tease along your pussy, but graze south and then push against your asshole. You then remember, you did say “Anything”.
His cock stuffs your asshole and he rocks his cock back and forth. Some men with beers come and kneel beside you. You reach at the closest one’s crotches aiming for the zipper or belt. Some of them start undoing their own. They kneel with the butts on their calves and leave you search for their dicks. You find yourself with one in each hand, you search to see four men around by your head and two behind the man at your ass. They seem to be chatting with one another, just drinking beer. Even the ones you jerk off are near oblivious to you.
You still however appreciate the crowd. Occasionally someone will take a grab at some boob and at one stage someone flicks a beer cap under the pool of semen on your belly. Another guy gestures for the culprit to pick it up, only to get a reply of “Fuck off cunt”. All the while your ass is being stuff like a turkey.
You feel something grow in your asshole, you peer at the man to see him, seeming to sigh in relieve. "Fun?" you ask him. He laughs then says “Yes, thank you.” You take the appreciation and realise that was the first anal he probably he ever has had. You stare around the group, searching for the next contender. You notice skinny has gone, but straight-edge and beard-man are still around. A glimmer of light seems to start peering at the horizon. The guy you were jerking on your right stands and moves to your pussy. There was no hesitation. Straight in, balls deep. On your right, there’s a shift of movement as another dick wishes to be played with. You take the first cock out you see into your hand and start stroking. You then lurch to your left and take that one into your mouth.
This guy just lurches back and leaves you to your thing. He plays with your hair lightly and occasionally strokes your cheek. As you wash this cock in your mouth you notice that most of the men have cocks out and ready. Some are standing, some are kneeling, but every cock is out, even those that are not hard or ‘ready’. ‘All for you’ you think to yourself, smirking. You let yourself moan as your pussy gets fucked harder. You begin to stroke the cock on your right with more ‘style’. You feel as if want them to all just cum all over you, but at the same time you just don’t want it to stop. So, for now, just flow your tongue against his cock, let the cock ride against your pussy and rub your palm against this man cock. Do it for them, because they’re here for you.
Colour is beginning to return to the bush, the grass you now see is a litter of beer bottles and foot prints in the mud. You feel like your back is a painted wall of green. 6 men remain around you, including beard-man and straight-edge. Not one of them have clean knees and you know cum from each one is somewhere on your body. However, you know the job is still not done. Your body for the most part aches at almost every point and crevice. But for now, you lay on the grass. Waiting for the other decide again, what to do with this slut?
You begin to get impatient and let out, “Can someone just fuck me again?”. Beard-man just sighs and walks to you and asks, “What is it going to take to quench you, you filthy slut?” You smile at his comment, but still internally quiver. You stand and get close him, your breasts against his chest. You bring your hand to his beard and twirl a finger in it and say, “Your fat cock.” You stand before him, legs quaking and whisper, “Well?”.
He begins to take a breath in, softly takes the hand his beard by the wrist and places another hand by your shoulder. Suddenly with a harsh shove you tumble onto the ground. You fall to your side onto mud, your hands and side now lay covered in a thick layer. You feel big hands grab your hips and pull you onto your knees. You lean forward, expecting what to come. He did not disappoint. He ferociously drives his cock into you and starts pulling at your hair. “YOU FUCKING SLUT, YOU FUCKING CUM SLUT!” He slaps his groin into you, pounding his cock deep.
A crack of rocks being kicked echoed to your right and you stood hastily, like a meercat on sentry. You peered down at your chest and adjust your shirt, making sure a line of cleavage is visible. Two dark figures loom closer. You stood waiting patiently, an irrepressible grin leaping from your face, a glow of a smile peered back at you. At 15 metres away from you, you let out “Hello there, looking to fuck someone?”, both figures smile now.
“I wouldn’t say no to that” a burly voice replies. You take a step towards from and they then there in front of you. One bears a visible full-on beard the other clean cut. The bearded man slides his hand against your arm, his hand is warm extending a good width of your forearm. “So what do you like, doing” he asks, the glow of one eye appearing to blink.
You softly place both hands on each of their crotches and whisper, “Anything with cock”.
They both immediately reach down to their pants and begin to undo their pants. You take a small step back as their pants drop and cock hang bare. You stand and stare, seeming too long for the straight edge man who grunted, “Get down and suck them like a good slut?”
You obey and lower yourself to your knees, the rocks hard against your knees. You take both cocks in each hand, the bearded man’s feels thicker and longer, not that you would treated them any differently. You pressed your lips against the straight-edge man’s cock, he immediately takes your head and ram it into himself, your lips tense to close, only as reflex to smile.
He grips your head by either side and pulls and pushes you with limited resistance. Meanwhile in your hand you bear the bearded man cock, the only thing you have control of. His warm cock pulsates in your palm as you draw your hand to his body. You continue the perpetual stroke, knowing a good slut doesn’t stop a handy. Another cracking of rocks echoes along the track, you peek your head to the side to see another figure walking towards you. Straight-Edge then uses your lopsided head to grind his cock against the inside of your cheek.
“You like that you dirty slut?” Straight-edge grunts. You moan a muffled, “Eaah”. His dick flicks out on pull too far out, but the job’s not done so you immediately fumble his dick into your mouth and mimic the rapid motions he’d just showed. You hear him laugh, “I love this hoe”, taking his hands off from you and letting you to do your thing. Beard-man takes your hand away from his cock and seems to walk behind you. You feel his fingers claw their way underneath the waist and begin to drag them down. Wearing the loose-fitting shorts paid-off. Initially you feel the cool air against your rear, but to softly you feel large warm palms against you’re your skin. Only to be replaced a sharp pain and clap. Tickling your pussy his cock wavers as he’s distracted by moon lit your ass. Abruptly you feel it, his cock burst inside you. You too then notice another figure to your side, cock straddling from slightly lowered pants. You instantly grasp it.
Straight-edge once again, grasps hold of your head. Beard-Man begins strafing round after round of heavy thrusts into your behind. His big fat cock grinds away into like a jackhammer into dense dirt. You groan uncontrollably, only to expel muffled slushes of noise as drool spills from your lips. A warm taste of salt grows in your mouth. You then smile only to have a flow of drool and other fluids pour from the side of your mouth. Straight-edge then pulls out and the new guy tries to take up the plate. The new guy is scrawny with a thin beard, even his dick, although long remains quite thin. However, the lanky man gestures to you by flopping his dick on your nose. Without consideration, you touch your tongue against the underside of his dick and glide it up its length before shooting the length back down your throat.
Straight-edge then proceed to tug at your shirt and a rip, rings behind you. The cold then comes to touch your skin as he rips down the rest of your back. What you believe are beard-man’s brawny hands on your now bare sides. The forceful pulses behind continue to flood into you in a torrent of thunderclaps. Her hair begins to be curled up into a long rope and is pulled. You hear Straight-edge say, “There’s more coming”. Your dirty mind immediately just thinks “Oh I know more are Cumming”, just imagining more cocks, all varying sizes, shapes and shades of moonlit black or grey.
But for now, you only have the three cocks on you, one skinny in your throat, the thick one striking your rear and the straight-edge mans. You feel the cloth of your shirt slip down from your sides. A cool breeze, dances against your breasts as they suspend. You your nipples harden in the cold, you fight the urge to wrap an arm under them to keep them warm. However Straight-edge comes to your ‘rescue’ cupping a palm under one of them and bouncing it as if weighing up whether it was a worthy toy to play with. His comfort does not last long as he gives one a small tap to watch them sway before lurching back. You then hear him say, “Let’s turn this bitch over.”
You notice beard-man halt his thrusts but leaves his cock buried. His mighty hands resting over each buttock. You hear him reply, “Mate, lets toss her onto the grass over there. The other cunts will still be able to find us there.” You were in no position to comment, either in caring of the outcome or moving position. You were still rolling a thin dick along your tongue with skinny guy heading your roped hair as if playing with a puppet. You also enjoyed these detached conversations of what to do with you. Simply playing the role of common whore that just takes it…seamlessly.
Beard-man withdraw his cock out from you, leaving you self-conscious of a loose gap he bored into you. Skinny guy also pulls his dick out from you and drops your hair onto your back. You stand up as now 5 pairs of eyes glare at you (Noticing 2 more than expected), each pair shining towards you in the dim light. They seemed to encircle you like pack of hungry wolves preparing to pounce at a deer. A wide pain cracks at your left ass cheek. Beard-man’s big hand trying to get you move. You hastily move towards a field of grass down the slope you assumed they were referencing. As you strain your legs, the sharp pain of beard-man’s strike echoes along your thigh and hip. So much so you can’t help but shed a tear. Your bare nakedness too suddenly feels apparent as your breasts hustle unrestrained and the cold breeze licks your aching thighs.
However, you know the pain will subside into a soft ache and five cocks are lined for you. The motto “Leave no park cum dry?” plays in your head. You jiggle down the hill and undo the patch of dew layered grass. You see beard man following not far behind. He grabs you by the hips and back and raise your arms to let him lower you to the floor. He quickly spreads your legs to each side as if swatting trash away from a workbench. He leans over you and a rashly jams his cock into and starts pounding away as before. There was no effort to adore you, excite you or even give you a mention. The bearded man just had a job to do, his own job. You were merely a tool he was using.
You the feel his weight push you into the ground. Your back, grazing dirt and wet grass. The other men toddle down the hill, kicking rocks, all seeming to be laughing. Once down, you hear the zippers crunching and belts clattered onto the floor. They then all loom over you, as if the pack has finally pinned down their prey. The lead already taking in the feast. You look up at the beard-man face, seeming furious and red. Only looking down at your body, he takes a grab at one of your breasts, pinning it from its leaps of joy. You reach up to touch his beard and get a few fingers scrap along the grizzle. He violently slaps it down, and pins it into the dirt.
You whimper in shock, grimacing your eyes close, half-expecting a strike along the face. Blinking you open your eyes. You see straight-edge come to your ‘rescue’ again taking beard-man arms from yours, replacing it with his. Skinny kneels by the side of your head and drops his dick out for you. You turn your neck and slide the slithery thing into your mouth and twirl it around the diameter of your mouth with your tongue. On your other side, you feel your arm being lifted and a warm piece of flesh being placed onto your palm. You coil your fingers and grip the throbbing rod of meat. You think nice thoughts of the girth, you then relax your grip and slide the length, happy thoughts.
Warm forth pools in your mouth, Skinny must love the twirls. You do it again, cum drooling from your mouth, you hear him whisper “mmm, yeah” as another wave pours in. He withdraws out from you and pats you on the cheek for the good work. You giggle slightly before turning head for the cock in your hand. But a pair of hands grips hold your head. You peer directly up to see a cock loom above you. You hear “Open wide” and obey. The cock slips down from tongue and down to your throat. You extend your head back as the tips teases the front of your throat. A hand grabs a hard pinch of your breast and the other one a smacked. Beard-man is relentless in his poundings poking the tip against your throat.
You notice how fast your beating the cock in your hand and try to pace yourself. You feel a sudden piece missing and warmth burst on your stomach. The warmth laces down your right side. Beard-man finally came. However, you notice the cock in your hand turn and drift away. This thought is quickly distracted a warm skin of bounce on your nose. You feel another cock fill the void and the sense of loss is quickly replaced. This man however, lifts your legs up to bare your behind and shifts your legs together and pushes them in towards you. He thrusts much like beard-man but maybe not to the same vigour or maybe not to the same girth. However, you appreciate the ease.
The shaft down your throat begins to retract, the tip skimming along your tongue. You lick your lips. The taste of 3 different cocks only seems to make you wish you had more. You notice a group of men to the side, seeming more than there were only moments ago, ‘How many more are coming?” you wonder. You also wonder why are they not surrounding you like they usually do. You then see one with a beer, ‘that explains it’. A fatter man, seeming to be in middle-age turns and walks towards you. He immediately kneels, drops his jeans and jerks his dick towards you. A fat but shorter cock than most, but a cock nonetheless. You open your mouth, he slaps against your cheek before lowering it deeper. You notice this man isn’t holding your head or jerking you in, leaving you to do the work.
He then says to you “Go on, do your job slut”. At those words, you engulf the length of his cock and rally back taking the base by your hand. You reply with a “mmhhm”, sloshing your tongue under his foreskin. You hear him command, “It’s yes sir”. You slowly and deliberately draw his cock out from your mouth, trying to annoy a teacher. Softly brushing your hand along his dick, you smile up at him and say, “Yes sir”. He places his hand under her chin and pull you back over his dick. He then reels back and leaves you be. The cock at your pussy flows back and forth, somehow you wonder when is it going to pick up?
“Oh fuck you’re a good slut. Aren’t you?” You hear the older man say. You choose not to respond this time, testing to see what he’d do. With no further response, you cup his balls with your hand, seeming interested in them. The guy at your pussy starts driving harder, you flick your legs and place and hook them over his shoulders, his dick running into like hand saw, quick back and forth. Your legs drop and another splash of warm falls onto your stomach. The guy then stands and leaves running to the beer. You notice only the older man is on you. You take his cock tease your fingers around it and rub your pussy. “Do you have a turn…Sir?”
You see him smile down and take a sweeping glance along your body. He takes a pinch at one of your breasts, shuffles and plays with it. As he does you feel his stiffen further, growing to be not the unimpressive size you thought it was. “It’ll be fun and you could do whatever you want.” He turns to your face and asks, “Anything?” You giggle and as sexily as you can muster reply, “Any…thing”. The man then stands up, walk to your front and kneels at your pussy. You feel his hands push up at under your knee. However, you feel his cock tease along your pussy, but graze south and then push against your asshole. You then remember, you did say “Anything”.
His cock stuffs your asshole and he rocks his cock back and forth. Some men with beers come and kneel beside you. You reach at the closest one’s crotches aiming for the zipper or belt. Some of them start undoing their own. They kneel with the butts on their calves and leave you search for their dicks. You find yourself with one in each hand, you search to see four men around by your head and two behind the man at your ass. They seem to be chatting with one another, just drinking beer. Even the ones you jerk off are near oblivious to you.
You still however appreciate the crowd. Occasionally someone will take a grab at some boob and at one stage someone flicks a beer cap under the pool of semen on your belly. Another guy gestures for the culprit to pick it up, only to get a reply of “Fuck off cunt”. All the while your ass is being stuff like a turkey.
You feel something grow in your asshole, you peer at the man to see him, seeming to sigh in relieve. "Fun?" you ask him. He laughs then says “Yes, thank you.” You take the appreciation and realise that was the first anal he probably he ever has had. You stare around the group, searching for the next contender. You notice skinny has gone, but straight-edge and beard-man are still around. A glimmer of light seems to start peering at the horizon. The guy you were jerking on your right stands and moves to your pussy. There was no hesitation. Straight in, balls deep. On your right, there’s a shift of movement as another dick wishes to be played with. You take the first cock out you see into your hand and start stroking. You then lurch to your left and take that one into your mouth.
This guy just lurches back and leaves you to your thing. He plays with your hair lightly and occasionally strokes your cheek. As you wash this cock in your mouth you notice that most of the men have cocks out and ready. Some are standing, some are kneeling, but every cock is out, even those that are not hard or ‘ready’. ‘All for you’ you think to yourself, smirking. You let yourself moan as your pussy gets fucked harder. You begin to stroke the cock on your right with more ‘style’. You feel as if want them to all just cum all over you, but at the same time you just don’t want it to stop. So, for now, just flow your tongue against his cock, let the cock ride against your pussy and rub your palm against this man cock. Do it for them, because they’re here for you.
Colour is beginning to return to the bush, the grass you now see is a litter of beer bottles and foot prints in the mud. You feel like your back is a painted wall of green. 6 men remain around you, including beard-man and straight-edge. Not one of them have clean knees and you know cum from each one is somewhere on your body. However, you know the job is still not done. Your body for the most part aches at almost every point and crevice. But for now, you lay on the grass. Waiting for the other decide again, what to do with this slut?
You begin to get impatient and let out, “Can someone just fuck me again?”. Beard-man just sighs and walks to you and asks, “What is it going to take to quench you, you filthy slut?” You smile at his comment, but still internally quiver. You stand and get close him, your breasts against his chest. You bring your hand to his beard and twirl a finger in it and say, “Your fat cock.” You stand before him, legs quaking and whisper, “Well?”.
He begins to take a breath in, softly takes the hand his beard by the wrist and places another hand by your shoulder. Suddenly with a harsh shove you tumble onto the ground. You fall to your side onto mud, your hands and side now lay covered in a thick layer. You feel big hands grab your hips and pull you onto your knees. You lean forward, expecting what to come. He did not disappoint. He ferociously drives his cock into you and starts pulling at your hair. “YOU FUCKING SLUT, YOU FUCKING CUM SLUT!” He slaps his groin into you, pounding his cock deep.
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