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I’m not what you call a good girl. Some people would call me easy. Others would call me a slut. I won’t deny being either. Most of what they say
about me is true, I’ve sucked my fair share of cocks, been fucked by more than my fair share of men and even let a few of them splatter their
hot cum all over my skin. However it had all been on a one on one basis until one hot summer night
I’m not what you call a good girl. I quickly
discovered that I liked sex after developing the
kind of curvy body that made men want to have
sex with me. I’m by no means a perfect ten. I’m
more cute than hot, but I have an above average
bra size, thick lips that I’ve been look pretty good
wrapped around a hard cock and a willingness to
spread my legs.
Some people would call me easy. Others would
call me a slut. I won’t deny being either. Most of
what they say about me is true, I’ve sucked my
fair share of cocks, been fucked by more than my
fair share of men and even let a few of them
splatter their hot cum all over my skin.
However it had all been on a one on one basis.
Some of those might have been one night stands,
some of them might have had girlfriends, but the
number of people involved always stayed at just
two. Yet I’ll admit for just about as long as I’ve
been having sex, I’ve played around with the
fantasy of more than one guy taking me at the
same time. It would never be more than just a
fantasy, I mean what kind of girl would do that
sort of thing? What kind of slut would let men
fuck her like that? Just thinking about turned my
lace thong into a wet mess.
I think my first encounter with the concept of a
gangbang came in the form of reading my dad’s
dirty magazines. The first time I reacted with
disgust, yet the next time I found myself home
alone I took out the stash and started flipping
through them. I wanted to be the girls in the
centerfold. I wanted to be like the women I found
in the stories in the back. Women that had
unforgettable sex, a lot more interesting than my
own awkward and unsatisfying sex life at the
time. The story that really stood out centered
around a woman who went camping with her
husband. They couple made a few friends and one
thing led to another and five men fucked her and
filled her with cum.
The next encounter came in the form of porn
video one of my immature guy friends put on at a
party. From the woman’s bleached blonde hair to
her giant fake tits, everything about it fell into the
category of fake. Definitely not a turn on like the
above story, but watching her take on four giant
cocks somehow made the fantasy a little bit more
real.
The most recent encounter with the theory of a
gangbang came not too long after my graduation.
Actually right after. That night everyone gathered
for parties, a wild night for sure but I don’t think
anyone had a wilder night than my friend Becky.
At one of the parties she ended up sucking off
half a dozen guys and fucking four of them. When
I heard the story I reacted with disgust, but inside
I wished it had been me.
However, I didn’t want the whole town knowing I
let a group of men bang me. Being easy or a slut
is something you can write off as being young.
Getting gangbanged follows you around. You’ll go
to the grocery store and someone will recognize
you as that chick that let four men fuck you.
Yet, I couldn’t stop thinking about the fantasy. It
was the fantasy I thought about late at night
when I found myself all alone in my room and no
guy to call over. A fun fantasy, but nothing that I
would ever turn into a reality. Or so I thought.
“I thought you said it would just be a girls’
weekend,” I said when Ashley put down her
phone. After messy breakup, I wasn’t in the mood
to deal with any member of the male species.
“I know, but I didn’t think Tyler would be in
town.” She looked at me, then took a sip of her
vodka and cranberry. We were house sitting her
aunt’s beach condo and already put a major dent
in her liquor. I wasn’t completely sure how she
planned to hide that, but she didn’t seem to be
too concerned. “What do you want me to do? Tell
him he can’t come over? That’ll go well. I’m
sorry.”
“I’m sorry I’m in such a crabby mood.”
“They’ll just be here for a little while, then they’re
going out on the town.”
“Who’s they?” While I debated serious thoughts
about never dating again, Tyler did have some
attractive friends - older, more mature, hot
college guys. Maybe I could hold off on the dating
vow of silence.
“I’m not sure. He just said ‘we’ while we were on
the phone. He didn’t mention who that included.”
I hoped it included James. James while he wasn’t
the college quarterback, he looked like he
could’ve been with a well-built body and guy next
door naturally good looks. “How soon are they
going to be here?”
“He didn’t say.”
“Damn you,” I said with a smile as the funk
surrounding me started to lighten up.
I ran to my bedroom for the weekend and dug
through my bag. We spent most of the day on the
beach and after a cooling shower I put on a pair
of old soccer shorts and a raggedy tank top. Not
exactly the kind of clothes I considered part of my
dress to impress collection. I didn’t pack much, I
made the mistake of packing more bikinis than
actual clothes. I found a nicer tank top, a pair of
jean shorts and clean underwear. Just in case.
I raced through my hair, make up and just as I
pulled on the shorts the doorbell rang.
As Ashley opened the door, I peeked out of my
room. Tyler came in with a case of beer and a
kiss for Ashley. James appeared next and I
stepped into the hallway with a smile. He looked
like exactly what I needed to get over my
controlling, yet cheating ex-boyfriend. Then two
more guys came in, both new to me. It made me
start wondering exactly who my doctor prescribed
for me.
Tyler introduced them as Devon and Rick. Devon
looked like the bad boy that my mom would hate,
complete with the tattoos and jet black hair. Rick
looked more like a guy I could see myself dating. I
narrowed my choices down to James and Devon.
The original plan had them just sticking around
for a few drinks before heading downtown to one
of the bars. At first I didn’t really like that plan,
however after a few drinks with them I changed
my mind. They quickly reminded me why I was
currently pissed off at the male members of my
species. They hit on me and stared at my tits to
the point it became uncomfortable. I’ll admit at
first I liked the attention. It felt good to be
reminded they were other men out there, but it
quickly became more than I wanted to deal with
that weekend. I was glad Ashley was out on the
balcony with me and that they would be leaving
soon.
“I’ll be right back. Do you want anything?” Ashley
said as she slid open the sliding glass door.
“Another drink?” I had been pacing myself, but
they made me want to drink more.
“You got it.”
I thought she would be back after a few minutes.
How long could a stop in the bathroom and a refill
in the kitchen take? I didn’t have a watch on, but
it seemed like way longer than it should’ve taken.
After Devon undressed me with his eyes for the
third time in a minute, I decided to take matters
into my own hands as far as my drink.
As I opened the sliding glass door that I realized
Tyler had also gone missing from the balcony. I
feared the worse and my fears were confirmed
when I spotted the Ashley’s white bedroom door
closed.
I didn’t know what to do besides get another
drink. I didn’t exactly want to go back out on the
porch with them, but the condo didn’t leave
anywhere else to hide. Before I could make a
decision the three of them joined me in the
kitchen.
They involved me in the conversation about
beaches, but I barely took part in the
conversation other than to nod my head yes. My
brain told me they were all unattractive, but I
knew they all wanted me and I would be lying if I
said I didn’t want each of them physically.
I felt my body temperature rising and I couldn’t
be quite sure if it was because of the three hot
men in front of me or the air conditioning couldn’t
keep up. I pictured being in bed with James. Sex
with him would be a satisfying workout. Devon
would want to do something kinky, pushing me
beyond what I felt comfortable with doing. Rick
would go out of his way to make sure that he
satisfied me before he came.
All three of them had selling points, but I couldn’t
exactly just grab one of them by the arm and
drag him into the bedroom. Okay maybe I could,
but it would be pretty awkward for the other two.
My next thought I wish I could blame on the
alcohol, however I barely had a warm buzz. I
imagined myself on my bed with the three of
them spread out around me - all of them naked
and all of them rock hard and ready for me. The
thought left my cotton panties damp.
As they talked about fishing I completely stopped
listening. What would it really be like to have all
three of them? Would I enjoy it or would they just
use me? Thinking of them using me made me
squirm against the counter. I took a long sip of
my rose colored mixed drink and hoped none of
them noticed my excitement.
How would I do? Would I just tell them I was
horny and wanted to get fucked? The excitement
in my body grew and my heart started to pound.
How would they react? What if I just invited them
to follow me into the bedroom? Or I could just
drop to my knees right there on the kitchen tile.
I probably could’ve dropped to my knees, Ashley
had completely abandoned me. Next time the two
of us were alone, I planned to mention a few
things to her. However I didn’t know how long
they would be. They hadn’t seen each other for a
few weeks and probably had to make up for lost
time. Part of the reason that I didn’t want Tyler
to come over was because of their relationship.
They were a happy couple that couldn’t get
enough of each other. Ashley and I were just
eighteen but I could already see the two of them
getting married.
I didn’t have a problem finding guys to date, but
after a month or two things always seemed to get
boring or I found reasons to end the relationship.
I wasn’t exactly ready to settle down, but I knew
there had to be more than just one night stands
and flings. However as all three of them stood
around me, I didn’t want a relationship. I wanted
to get fucked and not just by one of them.
What would Ashley say if she came out and saw
me bent over the couch and them lining up to
fuck me? What would she say the next morning if
she came out and discovered all of us missing
and my bedroom door closed? I told her
everything. She knew about my flings. She knew
about my one night stands. However, she didn’t
know about this fantasy.
I could feel the blood flooding through my veins.
The room felt one thousand degrees. My panties
clung to my wetness. All three of them looked at
me. It could either stay as a fantasy or it could
become a reality.
I took a long sip of my drink, still barely buzzed. I
took a deep breath. I leaned back against the
counter and pushed out my chest. “Guys I’m so
fucking horny.”
The conversation stopped mid-sentence. All three
of them turned to look at me and their mouths
dropped.
“What do you want to do about it?” Devon quickly
recovered from the surprise and returned to his
cocky self.
“I want to get fucked.” I couldn’t believe the
words came out of my mouth.
“I’d be glad to help you with that.” He stepped
forward towards me.
I put my hand out to stop him. “By all three of
you.” I’ve said some slutty things, but nothing
would ever topped that.
The three of them looked at each other, then me.
It didn’t feel real. I walked between Devon and
James towards my bedroom. I remember my bare
feet touching the tile, then the carpet as I moved
into my room, but it felt like walking through
clouds.
They followed me into my room, James the last
to enter. I looked at him and he shut the door.
For some reason I remember the decorations on
the walls, all beach and nautical like seashells
and a compass that looked like it belong on an
old boat. I don’t remember thinking anything for a
few moments. Time stood still and they looked at
me like hunters about to attack their prey. I felt
like a piece of meat and I grinned.
They stepped forward and I stepped back. I fell on
the bed. This was the bed where it would happen.
Where my fantasy would become real.
It started with hands. I felt a pair of hands on the
buttons of my shorts. I felt another pair of hands
grope me through my tank top. I looked up and
saw Devon between my legs and Rick’s hands
pulling up my tank top to reveal my orange bra. I
wished I had thought to put on a matching bra
and panties, but I don’t think any of that
mattered to them. All three of them looked down
at me, their eyes filled with lust. A large bulge
already formed in Devon’s jeans.
My shorts came off and my purple underwear
followed. A new pair of hands joined in. I watched
James put his hand between my legs, I felt his
fingers brush across my lips and I let out a moan.
I told myself to be quiet, I didn’t want Ashley to
hear, but I knew that one way or another she
would find out about this. He slid a finger into me
and rubbed his thumb across my sensitive clit.
My soft moan became loud. I bit my tongue as a
last ditch effort.
A few moments later my tits were out of the cups
of my bra. They hadn’t even bothered to take off
my tank top or bra all of the way. Rick’s mouth
found my nipple and I let out a cry as he bit it.
His hands weren’t gentle and now his mouth
definitely wasn’t either. I usually hated, actually I
hated when guys went straight for my tits, but
this time it turned me on.
When Rick released my nipple from my mouth he
sat up and I saw Devon again. He stood between
my legs with his jeans and boxers around his
thighs. He aimed his rock hard cock at me.
I realized then that I hadn’t brought any
condoms. After the break up, I didn’t think I
would be needing them for a while so I didn’t
pack them. I used the pill and unprotected sex
wasn’t new to me, but this was three guys I
barely knew. I know that should’ve freaked me
out, but it just turned me on more. I wanted to
feel them inside of me without anything
separating us. I wanted them to cum inside of
me.
I opened my legs and watched as Devon stepped
forward. Time slowed down again. I felt his cock
against me and it felt like I could feel every cell of
him against me. It made my whole body twist
with excitement. He pushed into me and time
returned to normal.
My wetness allowed him to easily push into me.
He filled me and it was becoming real. No turning
back now.
He grabbed my hips and I wrapped my hands in
the comforter as he began to thrust into me. I bit
my lip, but I couldn’t suppress the moans for
long.
He fucked me for a minute or two, but before he
came anywhere close to a climax he stepped
back. Before I knew what was happening next, I
felt another cock enter me. I looked up and saw
James. Him alone would be a fantasy come true.
Him with two other guys, this would be
something that I would never forget. I’ll admit
there may have been one night where I had sex
with my boyfriend at the time and sneaked out
later that night to meet up with another guy. I
always thought of that as one of the sluttiest
things that I had ever done, but it didn’t
compare.
His thrusts harder and both of us started to
breathe harder. Better than the workout I had
imagined. He filled me with pleasure.
Right as I started to completely enjoy it, he
stepped back. I saw Rick coming up next. All
three of them must have been talking, but I don’t
remember any sound other than the hum of the
air conditioner, the squeaking of the metal frame
and my moans.
Devon and James left me nothing to complain
about in the size department, but Rick stood erect
noticeably larger. He pushed into me and I could
feel him stretching me to accommodate him. I
increased my grip on the comforter as he started
to thrust into me.
It was no longer a fantasy now. It was nowhere
near over, but three men had fucked me basically
at the same time. I had been gangbanged. I
wasn’t the run of the mill slut anymore.
I wanted more. When James pulled out, I flipped
over and put myself on to my hands and knees. I
didn’t need to say anything else. Someone took
me from behind, I didn’t know who at first until I
looked back and saw Devon. Rick came around to
my front. He knelt on his knees and put his cock
in line with my mouth.
I licked his swollen head, tasting a hint of his
salty precum. I opened my mouth and took him
between my lips. I took him into my mouth as
another man fucked me. It didn’t seem real. I felt
one pair of hands on my waist another on my
head. More than me sucking his cock, he fucked
my mouth. He used my mouth like my pussy.
They used me of their pleasure and I loved it.
At some point the pleasure of a cock inside of me,
the feeling of a cock sliding between my lips and
a pair of hands fondling me and I lost it. The
pleasure overwhelmed my body. I closed my eyes
and the climax erupted inside of me with a
massive force that I had never felt before. I didn’t
know who I had in my mouth. I didn’t know who
was fucking me. Just feeling it sent me into a
whole new world of pleasure.
My own orgasm was joined by another. I felt two
hard, almost out of control thrusts and at the last
second he pulled out of me. I heard a grunt and
knew it was James behind me. Seconds later I felt
the cum splatter on to my back. The hot, thick
cum hit me so hard that it almost made me jump.
He covered my backside with his cum from near
my shoulders to my ass.
Devon grabbed my head and shoved his cock into
my throat. He exploded into my throat and
somehow I didn’t gag once as his salty, cum
flooded my mouth. When he pulled back, I
swallowed it all.
I wasn’t done. I wanted Rick. I wanted his huge
cock to fill me with his cum. I flipped over and
the other two already started to put their clothes
back on. Rick however was naked from the waist
down, his large cock still ready for me.
He pushed me into the middle of the bed and
joined me on it. He climbed on top of me and
took me one more time. He didn’t start off slow
this time. He slammed his cock into me with
everything he had. I moaned, I cried out as the
pleasure filled me. He fucked me like his slut.
I ended up on top of him and rode him like it
might be the last cock I ever got. I didn’t just sit
there. My whole body bounced up and down on
his cock. I did everything I could, moving my body
every way I could until he finally gave me what
he wanted.
As a more powerful orgasm filled me, as my body
started to go stiff and I arched my back, he
thrust up. He unleashed his torrent of cum into
me as my body shook from my own orgasm.
He rolled me off of him after he was done. I
wasn’t his girlfriend. I was some slut that he and
his buddies had just fucked. They left me there,
my whole body sore and exhausted, drenched with
sweat and cum still clinging to me. I could still
feel his cock throbbing inside of me when I heard
the front door open, then close. I could still taste
the cum in my mouth. They fucked me. They used
me. And I loved it. I felt dirty, I felt like a slut, I
felt alive.
A few minutes later I heard a soft knock on my
door. “Kayla?” Ashley asked.
“Yeah?”
“Can I come in?”
“Come in.” I was already in my bathrobe, starting
to clean up the room.
“Are you okay?” Her face gave a look of concern.
“Yeah.” I couldn’t hide my grin, I felt like I was
glowing.
“What happened?”
“Do I really need to tell you?”
“And you’re okay with it?”
“Yeah.”
“You’re such a slut.”
We both giggled.
“I can’t disagree with that.”
“I never thought you would do something like
that. How was it?”
about me is true, I’ve sucked my fair share of cocks, been fucked by more than my fair share of men and even let a few of them splatter their
hot cum all over my skin. However it had all been on a one on one basis until one hot summer night
I’m not what you call a good girl. I quickly
discovered that I liked sex after developing the
kind of curvy body that made men want to have
sex with me. I’m by no means a perfect ten. I’m
more cute than hot, but I have an above average
bra size, thick lips that I’ve been look pretty good
wrapped around a hard cock and a willingness to
spread my legs.
Some people would call me easy. Others would
call me a slut. I won’t deny being either. Most of
what they say about me is true, I’ve sucked my
fair share of cocks, been fucked by more than my
fair share of men and even let a few of them
splatter their hot cum all over my skin.
However it had all been on a one on one basis.
Some of those might have been one night stands,
some of them might have had girlfriends, but the
number of people involved always stayed at just
two. Yet I’ll admit for just about as long as I’ve
been having sex, I’ve played around with the
fantasy of more than one guy taking me at the
same time. It would never be more than just a
fantasy, I mean what kind of girl would do that
sort of thing? What kind of slut would let men
fuck her like that? Just thinking about turned my
lace thong into a wet mess.
I think my first encounter with the concept of a
gangbang came in the form of reading my dad’s
dirty magazines. The first time I reacted with
disgust, yet the next time I found myself home
alone I took out the stash and started flipping
through them. I wanted to be the girls in the
centerfold. I wanted to be like the women I found
in the stories in the back. Women that had
unforgettable sex, a lot more interesting than my
own awkward and unsatisfying sex life at the
time. The story that really stood out centered
around a woman who went camping with her
husband. They couple made a few friends and one
thing led to another and five men fucked her and
filled her with cum.
The next encounter came in the form of porn
video one of my immature guy friends put on at a
party. From the woman’s bleached blonde hair to
her giant fake tits, everything about it fell into the
category of fake. Definitely not a turn on like the
above story, but watching her take on four giant
cocks somehow made the fantasy a little bit more
real.
The most recent encounter with the theory of a
gangbang came not too long after my graduation.
Actually right after. That night everyone gathered
for parties, a wild night for sure but I don’t think
anyone had a wilder night than my friend Becky.
At one of the parties she ended up sucking off
half a dozen guys and fucking four of them. When
I heard the story I reacted with disgust, but inside
I wished it had been me.
However, I didn’t want the whole town knowing I
let a group of men bang me. Being easy or a slut
is something you can write off as being young.
Getting gangbanged follows you around. You’ll go
to the grocery store and someone will recognize
you as that chick that let four men fuck you.
Yet, I couldn’t stop thinking about the fantasy. It
was the fantasy I thought about late at night
when I found myself all alone in my room and no
guy to call over. A fun fantasy, but nothing that I
would ever turn into a reality. Or so I thought.
“I thought you said it would just be a girls’
weekend,” I said when Ashley put down her
phone. After messy breakup, I wasn’t in the mood
to deal with any member of the male species.
“I know, but I didn’t think Tyler would be in
town.” She looked at me, then took a sip of her
vodka and cranberry. We were house sitting her
aunt’s beach condo and already put a major dent
in her liquor. I wasn’t completely sure how she
planned to hide that, but she didn’t seem to be
too concerned. “What do you want me to do? Tell
him he can’t come over? That’ll go well. I’m
sorry.”
“I’m sorry I’m in such a crabby mood.”
“They’ll just be here for a little while, then they’re
going out on the town.”
“Who’s they?” While I debated serious thoughts
about never dating again, Tyler did have some
attractive friends - older, more mature, hot
college guys. Maybe I could hold off on the dating
vow of silence.
“I’m not sure. He just said ‘we’ while we were on
the phone. He didn’t mention who that included.”
I hoped it included James. James while he wasn’t
the college quarterback, he looked like he
could’ve been with a well-built body and guy next
door naturally good looks. “How soon are they
going to be here?”
“He didn’t say.”
“Damn you,” I said with a smile as the funk
surrounding me started to lighten up.
I ran to my bedroom for the weekend and dug
through my bag. We spent most of the day on the
beach and after a cooling shower I put on a pair
of old soccer shorts and a raggedy tank top. Not
exactly the kind of clothes I considered part of my
dress to impress collection. I didn’t pack much, I
made the mistake of packing more bikinis than
actual clothes. I found a nicer tank top, a pair of
jean shorts and clean underwear. Just in case.
I raced through my hair, make up and just as I
pulled on the shorts the doorbell rang.
As Ashley opened the door, I peeked out of my
room. Tyler came in with a case of beer and a
kiss for Ashley. James appeared next and I
stepped into the hallway with a smile. He looked
like exactly what I needed to get over my
controlling, yet cheating ex-boyfriend. Then two
more guys came in, both new to me. It made me
start wondering exactly who my doctor prescribed
for me.
Tyler introduced them as Devon and Rick. Devon
looked like the bad boy that my mom would hate,
complete with the tattoos and jet black hair. Rick
looked more like a guy I could see myself dating. I
narrowed my choices down to James and Devon.
The original plan had them just sticking around
for a few drinks before heading downtown to one
of the bars. At first I didn’t really like that plan,
however after a few drinks with them I changed
my mind. They quickly reminded me why I was
currently pissed off at the male members of my
species. They hit on me and stared at my tits to
the point it became uncomfortable. I’ll admit at
first I liked the attention. It felt good to be
reminded they were other men out there, but it
quickly became more than I wanted to deal with
that weekend. I was glad Ashley was out on the
balcony with me and that they would be leaving
soon.
“I’ll be right back. Do you want anything?” Ashley
said as she slid open the sliding glass door.
“Another drink?” I had been pacing myself, but
they made me want to drink more.
“You got it.”
I thought she would be back after a few minutes.
How long could a stop in the bathroom and a refill
in the kitchen take? I didn’t have a watch on, but
it seemed like way longer than it should’ve taken.
After Devon undressed me with his eyes for the
third time in a minute, I decided to take matters
into my own hands as far as my drink.
As I opened the sliding glass door that I realized
Tyler had also gone missing from the balcony. I
feared the worse and my fears were confirmed
when I spotted the Ashley’s white bedroom door
closed.
I didn’t know what to do besides get another
drink. I didn’t exactly want to go back out on the
porch with them, but the condo didn’t leave
anywhere else to hide. Before I could make a
decision the three of them joined me in the
kitchen.
They involved me in the conversation about
beaches, but I barely took part in the
conversation other than to nod my head yes. My
brain told me they were all unattractive, but I
knew they all wanted me and I would be lying if I
said I didn’t want each of them physically.
I felt my body temperature rising and I couldn’t
be quite sure if it was because of the three hot
men in front of me or the air conditioning couldn’t
keep up. I pictured being in bed with James. Sex
with him would be a satisfying workout. Devon
would want to do something kinky, pushing me
beyond what I felt comfortable with doing. Rick
would go out of his way to make sure that he
satisfied me before he came.
All three of them had selling points, but I couldn’t
exactly just grab one of them by the arm and
drag him into the bedroom. Okay maybe I could,
but it would be pretty awkward for the other two.
My next thought I wish I could blame on the
alcohol, however I barely had a warm buzz. I
imagined myself on my bed with the three of
them spread out around me - all of them naked
and all of them rock hard and ready for me. The
thought left my cotton panties damp.
As they talked about fishing I completely stopped
listening. What would it really be like to have all
three of them? Would I enjoy it or would they just
use me? Thinking of them using me made me
squirm against the counter. I took a long sip of
my rose colored mixed drink and hoped none of
them noticed my excitement.
How would I do? Would I just tell them I was
horny and wanted to get fucked? The excitement
in my body grew and my heart started to pound.
How would they react? What if I just invited them
to follow me into the bedroom? Or I could just
drop to my knees right there on the kitchen tile.
I probably could’ve dropped to my knees, Ashley
had completely abandoned me. Next time the two
of us were alone, I planned to mention a few
things to her. However I didn’t know how long
they would be. They hadn’t seen each other for a
few weeks and probably had to make up for lost
time. Part of the reason that I didn’t want Tyler
to come over was because of their relationship.
They were a happy couple that couldn’t get
enough of each other. Ashley and I were just
eighteen but I could already see the two of them
getting married.
I didn’t have a problem finding guys to date, but
after a month or two things always seemed to get
boring or I found reasons to end the relationship.
I wasn’t exactly ready to settle down, but I knew
there had to be more than just one night stands
and flings. However as all three of them stood
around me, I didn’t want a relationship. I wanted
to get fucked and not just by one of them.
What would Ashley say if she came out and saw
me bent over the couch and them lining up to
fuck me? What would she say the next morning if
she came out and discovered all of us missing
and my bedroom door closed? I told her
everything. She knew about my flings. She knew
about my one night stands. However, she didn’t
know about this fantasy.
I could feel the blood flooding through my veins.
The room felt one thousand degrees. My panties
clung to my wetness. All three of them looked at
me. It could either stay as a fantasy or it could
become a reality.
I took a long sip of my drink, still barely buzzed. I
took a deep breath. I leaned back against the
counter and pushed out my chest. “Guys I’m so
fucking horny.”
The conversation stopped mid-sentence. All three
of them turned to look at me and their mouths
dropped.
“What do you want to do about it?” Devon quickly
recovered from the surprise and returned to his
cocky self.
“I want to get fucked.” I couldn’t believe the
words came out of my mouth.
“I’d be glad to help you with that.” He stepped
forward towards me.
I put my hand out to stop him. “By all three of
you.” I’ve said some slutty things, but nothing
would ever topped that.
The three of them looked at each other, then me.
It didn’t feel real. I walked between Devon and
James towards my bedroom. I remember my bare
feet touching the tile, then the carpet as I moved
into my room, but it felt like walking through
clouds.
They followed me into my room, James the last
to enter. I looked at him and he shut the door.
For some reason I remember the decorations on
the walls, all beach and nautical like seashells
and a compass that looked like it belong on an
old boat. I don’t remember thinking anything for a
few moments. Time stood still and they looked at
me like hunters about to attack their prey. I felt
like a piece of meat and I grinned.
They stepped forward and I stepped back. I fell on
the bed. This was the bed where it would happen.
Where my fantasy would become real.
It started with hands. I felt a pair of hands on the
buttons of my shorts. I felt another pair of hands
grope me through my tank top. I looked up and
saw Devon between my legs and Rick’s hands
pulling up my tank top to reveal my orange bra. I
wished I had thought to put on a matching bra
and panties, but I don’t think any of that
mattered to them. All three of them looked down
at me, their eyes filled with lust. A large bulge
already formed in Devon’s jeans.
My shorts came off and my purple underwear
followed. A new pair of hands joined in. I watched
James put his hand between my legs, I felt his
fingers brush across my lips and I let out a moan.
I told myself to be quiet, I didn’t want Ashley to
hear, but I knew that one way or another she
would find out about this. He slid a finger into me
and rubbed his thumb across my sensitive clit.
My soft moan became loud. I bit my tongue as a
last ditch effort.
A few moments later my tits were out of the cups
of my bra. They hadn’t even bothered to take off
my tank top or bra all of the way. Rick’s mouth
found my nipple and I let out a cry as he bit it.
His hands weren’t gentle and now his mouth
definitely wasn’t either. I usually hated, actually I
hated when guys went straight for my tits, but
this time it turned me on.
When Rick released my nipple from my mouth he
sat up and I saw Devon again. He stood between
my legs with his jeans and boxers around his
thighs. He aimed his rock hard cock at me.
I realized then that I hadn’t brought any
condoms. After the break up, I didn’t think I
would be needing them for a while so I didn’t
pack them. I used the pill and unprotected sex
wasn’t new to me, but this was three guys I
barely knew. I know that should’ve freaked me
out, but it just turned me on more. I wanted to
feel them inside of me without anything
separating us. I wanted them to cum inside of
me.
I opened my legs and watched as Devon stepped
forward. Time slowed down again. I felt his cock
against me and it felt like I could feel every cell of
him against me. It made my whole body twist
with excitement. He pushed into me and time
returned to normal.
My wetness allowed him to easily push into me.
He filled me and it was becoming real. No turning
back now.
He grabbed my hips and I wrapped my hands in
the comforter as he began to thrust into me. I bit
my lip, but I couldn’t suppress the moans for
long.
He fucked me for a minute or two, but before he
came anywhere close to a climax he stepped
back. Before I knew what was happening next, I
felt another cock enter me. I looked up and saw
James. Him alone would be a fantasy come true.
Him with two other guys, this would be
something that I would never forget. I’ll admit
there may have been one night where I had sex
with my boyfriend at the time and sneaked out
later that night to meet up with another guy. I
always thought of that as one of the sluttiest
things that I had ever done, but it didn’t
compare.
His thrusts harder and both of us started to
breathe harder. Better than the workout I had
imagined. He filled me with pleasure.
Right as I started to completely enjoy it, he
stepped back. I saw Rick coming up next. All
three of them must have been talking, but I don’t
remember any sound other than the hum of the
air conditioner, the squeaking of the metal frame
and my moans.
Devon and James left me nothing to complain
about in the size department, but Rick stood erect
noticeably larger. He pushed into me and I could
feel him stretching me to accommodate him. I
increased my grip on the comforter as he started
to thrust into me.
It was no longer a fantasy now. It was nowhere
near over, but three men had fucked me basically
at the same time. I had been gangbanged. I
wasn’t the run of the mill slut anymore.
I wanted more. When James pulled out, I flipped
over and put myself on to my hands and knees. I
didn’t need to say anything else. Someone took
me from behind, I didn’t know who at first until I
looked back and saw Devon. Rick came around to
my front. He knelt on his knees and put his cock
in line with my mouth.
I licked his swollen head, tasting a hint of his
salty precum. I opened my mouth and took him
between my lips. I took him into my mouth as
another man fucked me. It didn’t seem real. I felt
one pair of hands on my waist another on my
head. More than me sucking his cock, he fucked
my mouth. He used my mouth like my pussy.
They used me of their pleasure and I loved it.
At some point the pleasure of a cock inside of me,
the feeling of a cock sliding between my lips and
a pair of hands fondling me and I lost it. The
pleasure overwhelmed my body. I closed my eyes
and the climax erupted inside of me with a
massive force that I had never felt before. I didn’t
know who I had in my mouth. I didn’t know who
was fucking me. Just feeling it sent me into a
whole new world of pleasure.
My own orgasm was joined by another. I felt two
hard, almost out of control thrusts and at the last
second he pulled out of me. I heard a grunt and
knew it was James behind me. Seconds later I felt
the cum splatter on to my back. The hot, thick
cum hit me so hard that it almost made me jump.
He covered my backside with his cum from near
my shoulders to my ass.
Devon grabbed my head and shoved his cock into
my throat. He exploded into my throat and
somehow I didn’t gag once as his salty, cum
flooded my mouth. When he pulled back, I
swallowed it all.
I wasn’t done. I wanted Rick. I wanted his huge
cock to fill me with his cum. I flipped over and
the other two already started to put their clothes
back on. Rick however was naked from the waist
down, his large cock still ready for me.
He pushed me into the middle of the bed and
joined me on it. He climbed on top of me and
took me one more time. He didn’t start off slow
this time. He slammed his cock into me with
everything he had. I moaned, I cried out as the
pleasure filled me. He fucked me like his slut.
I ended up on top of him and rode him like it
might be the last cock I ever got. I didn’t just sit
there. My whole body bounced up and down on
his cock. I did everything I could, moving my body
every way I could until he finally gave me what
he wanted.
As a more powerful orgasm filled me, as my body
started to go stiff and I arched my back, he
thrust up. He unleashed his torrent of cum into
me as my body shook from my own orgasm.
He rolled me off of him after he was done. I
wasn’t his girlfriend. I was some slut that he and
his buddies had just fucked. They left me there,
my whole body sore and exhausted, drenched with
sweat and cum still clinging to me. I could still
feel his cock throbbing inside of me when I heard
the front door open, then close. I could still taste
the cum in my mouth. They fucked me. They used
me. And I loved it. I felt dirty, I felt like a slut, I
felt alive.
A few minutes later I heard a soft knock on my
door. “Kayla?” Ashley asked.
“Yeah?”
“Can I come in?”
“Come in.” I was already in my bathrobe, starting
to clean up the room.
“Are you okay?” Her face gave a look of concern.
“Yeah.” I couldn’t hide my grin, I felt like I was
glowing.
“What happened?”
“Do I really need to tell you?”
“And you’re okay with it?”
“Yeah.”
“You’re such a slut.”
We both giggled.
“I can’t disagree with that.”
“I never thought you would do something like
that. How was it?”
Alma
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