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*WARNING: I've tried to write this story before and it is very, very long. But I feel like a story is in the details so I put in as much as possible from what I remember. In any case, this is a story I've been wanting to share with people (I've never told any of my friends or anyone else who knows me outside the internet), so here it goes.
I was 1*, spring of '0*, *th grade. My brother was 1*, a sophomore. My parents were out of town and my brother Brad had a party. I had developed early, was a bit chubby but curvy and big boobs and my brother didn't like me being around when his friends were around cuz of how they looked at me. So I spent the night in my room listening to music and reading, fell asleep, and woke up to knocking on my door. Three of his friends were there, Tony his best friend who I knew really well, Michael who I'd met a couple times cuz he was my friend Abbi's older brother, and some k** I'd never met before. They were drunk, told me Brad had passed out and they wanted to watch a movie and the DVD player downstairs wouldn't turn on (it was broken). I slept in a beater about two sizes too small and boyshort panties, they were all staring at my body, it made me kinda uncomfortable but horny cuz I'd started to develop a bit of a crush on Tony. I hadn't been much exposed to sex at the time, I'd seen some pics online which honestly grossed me out, found some of my brother's ****. I had a boyfriend at the time but we had only made out, I'd let him feel my boobs a few times and once he'd put my hand on his **** and I'd squeezed it a couple times through his pants and that was it. I was about to get a very in-depth crash course.
I told them they could go in my parents room and went back to bed, about five minutes later Tony woke me up again to tell me they couldn't figure the DVD player out and could I come get the movie playing. He stared at my body as I got out of bed and I noticed a bulge in his pants and it made me all tingly but I thought I'd just go in and help real quick and go back to bed. Little did I know. I came in and they said the DVD was in and they couldn't get it to play, and I looked at the machine and grabbed the remote and hit play and it kicked on. I suspected then and it was confirmed later that they had set it up like that to get me to come in and watch some of the movie. It was a ****. I had never seen **** in video before and I was pretty taken aback, it was pretty rough sex and I guess it might have been a forced scene or something, she had this expression on her face like "please don't hurt me" and was making all these sounds like she was in pain and crying, but she wasn't crying. I was super embarrassed and freaked out a bit and tried to leave but they grabbed me up and were laughing and closed the door and wouldn't let me leave. I started to panic, I think Tony knew it and he was the nicest of the three anyway and he told me I could leave if I just finished watching that one scene with them.
And that's how I found myself watching **** on my parents' bed with three of my older brother's friends. Michael said something about me having "sweeter ****" than the girl on the video, and before I knew it I was lying back on the bed with him and Tony squeezing my boobs, and the other boy (I found out a bit later his name was Travis) rubbing his hands up and down my thighs, I kept trying to hold them shut and he kept trying to spread them wide and was commenting on how I was so wet I was soaking through my panties. I tried to tell them I didn't think they should be touching me like this, that I had a boyfriend, that Brad might wake up and wonder where everyone is, that if he walked in he'd be super mad, that they should go back downstairs and let me go back to my room. The only one who even responded was Tony, and all he did was shush me and kiss my neck and tell me to relax. They played with me a bit, I was in a daze, then they sat me back up and pulled me to the edge of the bed. Michael and Travis pulled my boobs out of my top, and Tony stood in front of me and pulled down his underwear to show me a **** that was every bit as big as the one on the video. Right at that moment I had not much other basis for comparison and it seemed so huge. I just kept staring at it while the other guys made lewd comments about me, and told Tony what to do with me. I heard things like, "You like that don't you?" and "I think she wants it man," and "Feed it to her, T," and "See how deep she can take it," but I sort of tuned it out while I stared at the **** twitching just inches in front of my face. I remember thinking, this can't be right, I thought sex stuff was supposed to feel good, how could a woman fit something like that inside of her without it hurting?
The things the other two guys were saying started to register in my mind, and I became very nervous. I looked around, both guys had the same look in their eyes, pure lust, like I wasn't Brad's little sister anymore, I wasn't just an *th grader anymore, I wasn't even really a person anymore. I was just a toy[/b], something to get them off. I could tell I had very little to no control, I was confused cuz I realized I actually a little excited and then Tony put a hand on either side of my face and gently turned my head to make me look back at him. I'll never, ever forget the look in his eyes right then. It was like he was sorry, almost . . . like he wasn't even sure he really wanted to do it to me, but he was past the point of no return. Like, I hope you're okay with this because it's going to happen. He didn't even ask my permission. He said only three words, three simple words I would come to hear very, very often.
"Open your mouth."
I got suddenly angry. I stared at him for a second and my gut reaction was no, absolutely not. I honestly, to this day, still remember that immediate feeling of rebellion, that I didn't wanna be talked to like that or do what he said, that things had gone too far and I was gonna tell them off and go to bed. And I remember that feeling of angry rebellion being replaced almost instantly with confusion as I felt my mouth open anyway, like someone else was in control of my body. My hands dangled limply by my side as Tony took one hand under my chin and grabbed his **** with the other and slowly, gently, placed the head of it into my mouth. We never even broke eye contact. I watched with confusion and he stared at me with that look, like he was almost sorry but he wasn't, as he started to work inch after inch past my lips. Minutes passed while his friends cheered him on and said more dirty things to and about me and we just stared at each other while he very slowly pushed more of his **** into my mouth.
I suddenly felt it hit the back of my throat and I gagged. It broke our eye contact and my paralysis, and when I looked down and saw there was more of his **** to get past my lips, I got scared and I tried to push him away and out of my mouth. Michael grabbed my arms and held them down and I really started to freak out, and Tony grabbed the sides and back of my head with both hands and started trying to calm me down. I had to have bitten down a bit too hard a few times but he held his **** in my mouth.
"Jess. Jess, Jess! JESS!" Finally I stopped struggling and looked up at him, the head of his **** was still poking my tonsils, I was crying and still gagging here and there. He looked at me again with that almost sorry look. "Just relax, okay? I need you to relax. Just take a deep breath, tip your head back and keep trying to swallow." He let me pull a lungful of air around his ****. He pulled me forward to change the angle and then, holding the back of my head, he started pushing it into my throat.
I thought if I made them happy they'd just let me go back to bed. So I tried to do what he said. I really did. I heard a couple comments from the other guys, like "Look at her go" and "Yeah, suck that **** Jess," and then I tuned them out. I did like Tony said -- I pushed my head back to straighten out my neck, and I just kept swallowing. I ended up having to get off the bed and down onto my knees in front of him to get the angle right. As long as I kept swallowing I didn't feel like I was gonna throw up, and he slowly, slowly fed me every inch of his big ****. I felt his balls come to rest on my chin, I felt his pubic hair tickle my nose. Then I felt like I was running out of air and I almost started to panic again, but for some reason I really wanted to impress Tony so I just waited while he slowly, slowly pulled it back out. When it was finally out of my mouth I collapsed onto all fours choking and gasping for air. As I caught my breath I started registering what the guys were saying again.
"God damn, she took it all! On the first try! I've never seen a girl do that," Tony was saying above me.
"So ******* hot. That girl was born to suck ****," I heard Michael say. "I want a turn."
"Wait a damn minute, I didn't even get to finish," Tony said. I wasn't to sure what he meant by that but I was about to find out. He grabbed my hair and jerked my head back up. I looked up at him with a grimace because he was pulling my hair so hard it hurt and I started to say something until I locked eyes with him. The almost-sorry look was gone. In its place was raw lust, almost angry. I was immediately terrified. He noticed. "Don't be scared, baby. You'll get used to it, trust me. Now," he said as he grabbed his **** with the other hand. "Open your mouth."
I whimpered, and did exactly what he asked. This time he just threw his **** into my throat and started ******* my mouth, hard. He was hurting my throat and I was gagging again and thought I was gonna throw up. I started to cry, but I'm not sure they could even tell because my eyes had been watering already. I tried to fight, tried to pry his hand off my hair or push him backwards but he was so much stronger than me I may as well have been trying to lift a car for all the effect I was having. I realized there was no point and I used my hands for balance instead and cried and whimpered and struggled for air as he brutally ****** my throat. The other guys faded out, the room faded out, even Tony faded out. My whole world became nothing but the **** filling my throat and the balls hitting my chin, the only thing I had time to think about was making sure I sucked in a ragged breath of air every time his **** popped out of my throat. After what felt like an eternity but was probably just a few minutes, Tony's voice cut through the fog. "God Jess. You're doing so good. I'm gonna *** right down your slutty little throat. You want me to *** down that ******* throat?" I couldn't answer, and felt a pang as he called me a ****. I was torn. I didn't want to be a **** but I wanted him to like me and think I was doing a good job. Then I felt his **** get harder. He worked it deep, as deep as he could, and I couldn't taste it but I could feel the *** pumping out of his **** as it just throbbed over and over in my throat. I had no choice but to keep swallowing so I didn't throw up, and I hadn't gotten a deep enough breath. I started hitting his legs with my hands again but he didn't seem to care. My vision was actually starting to tunnel out when his **** finished pulsing and he pulled it out of my throat and stepped away. I collapsed hard on all fours again, coughing and choking and gasping for air once more. It was then that I got my first taste of ***, as some of it came back up while I choked. It was salty and sort of bitter but kind of sweet. I was trying to decide if I liked it when someone jerked my head back up by my hair.
I saw Michael's face, then my eyes immediately fell to his ****. The shaft wasn't as thick as Tony's but the head was, and looked like it was shorter. He told me to open my mouth and it happened, I didn't even think about it. I was still thinking about how different it looked from Tony's. He pushed it straight to the back of my throat but couldn't get it far as Tony had, though not for lack of trying. He had both hands on the back of my neck and was pulling my head into him as he thrust. He got the head past my tonsils but that was it, and he rocked in and out of my mouth. I heard Tony say my name and looked over.
"Who knew Jess could suck **** like that? I'm telling you man, it was the best head I've ever had. I wonder how much practice she's had," he laughed. "How much **** you suck at school, ****?" I burned with shame, but I shook my head. "None? Bullshit, really?" I nodded. "Well then she's a ******' natural. Am I right? Does she suck a mean **** or what?"
I looked back up at Michael who was watching his **** slide in and out of my mouth. "Oh my God Travis, just wait till you get your **** in her mouth. It's so . . . ******* . . . good!" He wasn't as rough as Tony, but he talked to me dirtier. He kept calling me names, **** and ***** and **********, and again I was torn. I wanted to be good, but I didn't want to be a *****. But he made me look into his eyes the whole time, and the things he was saying started to awaken something in me. I could feel my ***** getting wetter and hotter.
"You're so ******* good, Jess. You're being such a good little ***** for us. You know you're our ***** now, right? You're gonna be our personal ****. You like that? You like being a ***** for your brother's friends? I can't believe what a good ********** you are. Does your boyfriend have any idea how good his girlfriend sucks ****? Would your girlfriends be jealous if they knew you were sucking high school ***** right now? Your brother is just downstairs. He's asleep only one floor below us and you're up here sucking off all his friends. That turn you on? Huh? I bet if we woke Josh up and brought him up here you'd suck his **** too. You like swallowing all your brother's friends' loads in your parents' bedroom?" And on and on.
When he was ready, he pulled my head into him really hard, and I felt the head of his **** jumping between my tonsils and he spurt down my throat too. I went back down to all fours just to catch my breath. Michael hadn't been as rough but I was getting worn out. I figured Travis wanted to use me too and I was wondering what time it was and if Brad might actually wake up and come looking for his friends.
"Okay, my turn. Someone hold this for me?" I looked up, and it was then that I realized Travis had been filming everything on his cell phone.
I freaked out and stood up. "Are you recording this?? You CAN'T, what if Brad sees it, what if my parents see? Oh my God, you're going to show this to your friends aren't you? Oh my God oh my God oh my God . . . " I started to cry and I sat down on the bed and put my face in my hands. Tony sat down next to me and put his arm around me.
"Jess, it's okay. I promise, if you don't tell anyone, we won't either. If you just work with us a little . . . no one outside this room has to know."
"What do you mean, work with you a little?" He just looked at me. "Wait . . . you mean you want me to give you more ********? Like when? How many?"
"Whenever we want. As much as we want."
That answer stunned me. "What? Tony! I can't do that. I shouldn't have done it tonight. I have a boyfriend and I've never even done that with HIM. And you're Brad's friends, he'd be so mad. I can't believe this is even happening. How did this happen? Can you please just let me go back to bed and we can all just pretend this never happened?"
Tony shook his head. "I'm sorry, but I just don't think that's possible at this point. Honestly Jess, that was just way too good. I mean I'm not actually gonna force you, but . . . bottom line, if you don't want anyone to see the video, you'll do what we say." I didn't know how to respond. I don't think I knew the word "blackmail" at the time, but I felt so mad and dirty and awful and helpless. I just stared at him, I was trying to decide if he was being serious but I knew he was. "Do you want to make sure no one but us sees this video?" I blushed and nodded dumbly. He smiled at me. "Well then . . . " He used one finger on my chin to push my head to the other side.
Travis's **** was so close to my face it almost hit me in the nose. I looked up at him. "But . . ."
"Don't argue," Travis said. "Open your mouth."
Once again I simply did as I was told, and the boy I'd only just met about an hour ago stuffed his **** into my mouth. Travis was about the same size as Michael, but he was rough like Tony. He didn't talk dirty to me, or say much of anything at all, and he didn't last very long. When I felt his **** start to get really hard like the other boys had I knew he was getting ready to *** and I started to push my head forward to get his **** to the back of my throat because that's what Tony and Michael had done. But Travis pulled his **** out of my mouth so fast I almost fell forward, and he pulled my head back by my hair and told me to open my mouth and stick out my tongue. I was confused but I did it and he started ******* off in front of my face.
"Keep that mouth open and tongue out till I say otherwise, ****." I realized at the last second that he wanted to watch his *** squirt into my mouth, and as soon as I did I realized I wanted to watch that too. I stared at the end of his **** while he jerked it, and suddenly a big white gob flew out and hit me right in the forehead. It felt so warm and I jumped but didn't go very far since he was holding my hair. The next spurt hit my nose and mouth, and some fell across my tongue. The next spurt hit my chin and my neck and then he leaned in close and made sure the last few weak spurts dribbled onto my tongue. He stood back and the three of them came and looked at me with *** dripping down my face and tongue and said I looked like the perfect little cumslut. Tony smiled and asked again if I wanted to make sure no one saw the video, I nodded, he said then stay still. So I did and they took pictures and promised they were only for them to jerk off to. Then Travis told me I was a good girl and that I could put my tongue back in my mouth, and when I did I rolled his *** around to taste it. It was slimy, and sort of chunky, and kinda salty like before but a lot more bitter. I wasn't sure I liked it but I thought I did. Actually, I felt more like I did like it but that I wasn't supposed to like it. Either way I was fascinated by the different tastes of the different boys.
"Damn dude, get her a towel," Michael said laughing. Tony already had one and tossed it to me. I wiped up, put my boobs back in my top, and as everything winded down I started feeling so dirty and cheap and used and I wished I had never come to help them with the DVD. I was afraid Brad or my parents or my friends would find out, and hate me. I was afraid of what Tony and Michael and Travis were gonna do with the video, and with me. I slumped on the bed and was about to cry when Tony sat down and put his arm around me again. He told me everything was gonna be okay, that I was amazing and I should be proud of what I did because he didn't know any girls his age that could do what I did, and it was only my first time. He promised again that no one else would see the video if I played along, and that I would get used to it, and learn to like it. He told me for the first time that I was beautiful, and had pretty eyes. I know it's pathetic but I remember that that's what made me feel better. Then he told me again how good I was and how hot I looked with a **** in my mouth. He hugged me and asked if I'd watch the rest of the movie with them.
I didn't want to watch the rest of the movie, but Tony was making me feel better about everything that happened and frankly it felt really good in his arms. So I stayed, and watched a woman get ******, and wondered if the boys were going to do that to me too. My ***** was getting wet and hot again. I was wondering what Tony's **** might feel like inside me when Travis, on my other side, leaned over and whispered in my ear.
"Get on your knees and suck my ****." I was so horny again that all those bad thoughts about feeling dirty and cheap fled from my mind. I didn't even hesitate. I slid off the bed and onto my knees in front of him and starting sucking. He put his hands through my hair, and I was afraid he was going to try to gag me, but he just gently bobbed my head up and down and told me how to use my hand. He lasted about ten minutes or so, I swallowed down another mouthful of ***, and sat back on my feet. Tony was looking at me expectantly, I looked down and saw his **** already out, so I shuffled over and put my mouth on it. He bobbed my head up and down like Travis, he did try to gag me a bit but wasn't nearly as rough as before and told me how he wanted me to do it. He reached down and played with my **** while I sucked him and scooted to the very edge of the bed so he could put me on all fours and work his **** all the way into my throat. Michael got off the bed and came around behind me. He started squeezing and rubbing my *** while I throated Tony. Then he started tugging at my panties.
"I wonder if her ***** feels as good as her mouth," he said as he started pulling them down. The look I gave Tony must have said it all, because he locked his hands around my head to keep his **** in my throat and gave me that half-sorry look and just kept telling me to relax and that everything was going to be okay. I started moving around on my knees trying to get away from Michael, but he slapped my *** so hard I froze and said, "Quit moving around so much, *****. It's not like you didn't love this **** a few minutes ago." I looked up at Tony, tears in my eyes, and again he told me it was gonna be okay. But it wasn't okay, Michael was about to take my virginity and I wasn't ready and I was freaking out. Since I was on all fours I needed one hand for balance but I reached my other hand back to push him away and try to pull up my panties, but he grabbed my wrist and twisted it and pinned it to the small of my back. He then used his free hand to yank my panties down to mid-thigh, and I was ready to scream or cry I remember thinking I'd even bite Tony if I had to. Then I felt Michael's finger at my *****.
"Oh my God dude," I heard him say. He sounded like he was in awe. "These panties are totally soaked! You should see how wet her ***** is. I think she's actually dripping." I froze. Aside from still being scared, I was half embarrassed, half curious. My ***** had never been this wet before, and Michael was right -- as he lightly ran a finger over my *****, I felt a drop of moisture start to roll down my thigh. "Man this is gonna be so ******* good," Michael said. He let go of my wrist and I felt him put both hands on my butt and get a good grip, his thumbs pulled my cheeks and ***** lips apart, and then something much bigger than his finger was pushing there.
I looked up at Tony in one last silent plea for help, but all he did was smile at me and cradle my face while he held his **** in my mouth and said, "It's gonna be okay baby, just relax. You're such a good girl."
**Okay, so I wanted to be as detailed as possible, but maybe I was too detailed lol. This story is ridiculously long already, now seems like a good stopping point, and I feel better just getting some of it off my chest anyway. If you want me to write the rest of it, let me know. Thanks for listening.
I was 1*, spring of '0*, *th grade. My brother was 1*, a sophomore. My parents were out of town and my brother Brad had a party. I had developed early, was a bit chubby but curvy and big boobs and my brother didn't like me being around when his friends were around cuz of how they looked at me. So I spent the night in my room listening to music and reading, fell asleep, and woke up to knocking on my door. Three of his friends were there, Tony his best friend who I knew really well, Michael who I'd met a couple times cuz he was my friend Abbi's older brother, and some k** I'd never met before. They were drunk, told me Brad had passed out and they wanted to watch a movie and the DVD player downstairs wouldn't turn on (it was broken). I slept in a beater about two sizes too small and boyshort panties, they were all staring at my body, it made me kinda uncomfortable but horny cuz I'd started to develop a bit of a crush on Tony. I hadn't been much exposed to sex at the time, I'd seen some pics online which honestly grossed me out, found some of my brother's ****. I had a boyfriend at the time but we had only made out, I'd let him feel my boobs a few times and once he'd put my hand on his **** and I'd squeezed it a couple times through his pants and that was it. I was about to get a very in-depth crash course.
I told them they could go in my parents room and went back to bed, about five minutes later Tony woke me up again to tell me they couldn't figure the DVD player out and could I come get the movie playing. He stared at my body as I got out of bed and I noticed a bulge in his pants and it made me all tingly but I thought I'd just go in and help real quick and go back to bed. Little did I know. I came in and they said the DVD was in and they couldn't get it to play, and I looked at the machine and grabbed the remote and hit play and it kicked on. I suspected then and it was confirmed later that they had set it up like that to get me to come in and watch some of the movie. It was a ****. I had never seen **** in video before and I was pretty taken aback, it was pretty rough sex and I guess it might have been a forced scene or something, she had this expression on her face like "please don't hurt me" and was making all these sounds like she was in pain and crying, but she wasn't crying. I was super embarrassed and freaked out a bit and tried to leave but they grabbed me up and were laughing and closed the door and wouldn't let me leave. I started to panic, I think Tony knew it and he was the nicest of the three anyway and he told me I could leave if I just finished watching that one scene with them.
And that's how I found myself watching **** on my parents' bed with three of my older brother's friends. Michael said something about me having "sweeter ****" than the girl on the video, and before I knew it I was lying back on the bed with him and Tony squeezing my boobs, and the other boy (I found out a bit later his name was Travis) rubbing his hands up and down my thighs, I kept trying to hold them shut and he kept trying to spread them wide and was commenting on how I was so wet I was soaking through my panties. I tried to tell them I didn't think they should be touching me like this, that I had a boyfriend, that Brad might wake up and wonder where everyone is, that if he walked in he'd be super mad, that they should go back downstairs and let me go back to my room. The only one who even responded was Tony, and all he did was shush me and kiss my neck and tell me to relax. They played with me a bit, I was in a daze, then they sat me back up and pulled me to the edge of the bed. Michael and Travis pulled my boobs out of my top, and Tony stood in front of me and pulled down his underwear to show me a **** that was every bit as big as the one on the video. Right at that moment I had not much other basis for comparison and it seemed so huge. I just kept staring at it while the other guys made lewd comments about me, and told Tony what to do with me. I heard things like, "You like that don't you?" and "I think she wants it man," and "Feed it to her, T," and "See how deep she can take it," but I sort of tuned it out while I stared at the **** twitching just inches in front of my face. I remember thinking, this can't be right, I thought sex stuff was supposed to feel good, how could a woman fit something like that inside of her without it hurting?
The things the other two guys were saying started to register in my mind, and I became very nervous. I looked around, both guys had the same look in their eyes, pure lust, like I wasn't Brad's little sister anymore, I wasn't just an *th grader anymore, I wasn't even really a person anymore. I was just a toy[/b], something to get them off. I could tell I had very little to no control, I was confused cuz I realized I actually a little excited and then Tony put a hand on either side of my face and gently turned my head to make me look back at him. I'll never, ever forget the look in his eyes right then. It was like he was sorry, almost . . . like he wasn't even sure he really wanted to do it to me, but he was past the point of no return. Like, I hope you're okay with this because it's going to happen. He didn't even ask my permission. He said only three words, three simple words I would come to hear very, very often.
"Open your mouth."
I got suddenly angry. I stared at him for a second and my gut reaction was no, absolutely not. I honestly, to this day, still remember that immediate feeling of rebellion, that I didn't wanna be talked to like that or do what he said, that things had gone too far and I was gonna tell them off and go to bed. And I remember that feeling of angry rebellion being replaced almost instantly with confusion as I felt my mouth open anyway, like someone else was in control of my body. My hands dangled limply by my side as Tony took one hand under my chin and grabbed his **** with the other and slowly, gently, placed the head of it into my mouth. We never even broke eye contact. I watched with confusion and he stared at me with that look, like he was almost sorry but he wasn't, as he started to work inch after inch past my lips. Minutes passed while his friends cheered him on and said more dirty things to and about me and we just stared at each other while he very slowly pushed more of his **** into my mouth.
I suddenly felt it hit the back of my throat and I gagged. It broke our eye contact and my paralysis, and when I looked down and saw there was more of his **** to get past my lips, I got scared and I tried to push him away and out of my mouth. Michael grabbed my arms and held them down and I really started to freak out, and Tony grabbed the sides and back of my head with both hands and started trying to calm me down. I had to have bitten down a bit too hard a few times but he held his **** in my mouth.
"Jess. Jess, Jess! JESS!" Finally I stopped struggling and looked up at him, the head of his **** was still poking my tonsils, I was crying and still gagging here and there. He looked at me again with that almost sorry look. "Just relax, okay? I need you to relax. Just take a deep breath, tip your head back and keep trying to swallow." He let me pull a lungful of air around his ****. He pulled me forward to change the angle and then, holding the back of my head, he started pushing it into my throat.
I thought if I made them happy they'd just let me go back to bed. So I tried to do what he said. I really did. I heard a couple comments from the other guys, like "Look at her go" and "Yeah, suck that **** Jess," and then I tuned them out. I did like Tony said -- I pushed my head back to straighten out my neck, and I just kept swallowing. I ended up having to get off the bed and down onto my knees in front of him to get the angle right. As long as I kept swallowing I didn't feel like I was gonna throw up, and he slowly, slowly fed me every inch of his big ****. I felt his balls come to rest on my chin, I felt his pubic hair tickle my nose. Then I felt like I was running out of air and I almost started to panic again, but for some reason I really wanted to impress Tony so I just waited while he slowly, slowly pulled it back out. When it was finally out of my mouth I collapsed onto all fours choking and gasping for air. As I caught my breath I started registering what the guys were saying again.
"God damn, she took it all! On the first try! I've never seen a girl do that," Tony was saying above me.
"So ******* hot. That girl was born to suck ****," I heard Michael say. "I want a turn."
"Wait a damn minute, I didn't even get to finish," Tony said. I wasn't to sure what he meant by that but I was about to find out. He grabbed my hair and jerked my head back up. I looked up at him with a grimace because he was pulling my hair so hard it hurt and I started to say something until I locked eyes with him. The almost-sorry look was gone. In its place was raw lust, almost angry. I was immediately terrified. He noticed. "Don't be scared, baby. You'll get used to it, trust me. Now," he said as he grabbed his **** with the other hand. "Open your mouth."
I whimpered, and did exactly what he asked. This time he just threw his **** into my throat and started ******* my mouth, hard. He was hurting my throat and I was gagging again and thought I was gonna throw up. I started to cry, but I'm not sure they could even tell because my eyes had been watering already. I tried to fight, tried to pry his hand off my hair or push him backwards but he was so much stronger than me I may as well have been trying to lift a car for all the effect I was having. I realized there was no point and I used my hands for balance instead and cried and whimpered and struggled for air as he brutally ****** my throat. The other guys faded out, the room faded out, even Tony faded out. My whole world became nothing but the **** filling my throat and the balls hitting my chin, the only thing I had time to think about was making sure I sucked in a ragged breath of air every time his **** popped out of my throat. After what felt like an eternity but was probably just a few minutes, Tony's voice cut through the fog. "God Jess. You're doing so good. I'm gonna *** right down your slutty little throat. You want me to *** down that ******* throat?" I couldn't answer, and felt a pang as he called me a ****. I was torn. I didn't want to be a **** but I wanted him to like me and think I was doing a good job. Then I felt his **** get harder. He worked it deep, as deep as he could, and I couldn't taste it but I could feel the *** pumping out of his **** as it just throbbed over and over in my throat. I had no choice but to keep swallowing so I didn't throw up, and I hadn't gotten a deep enough breath. I started hitting his legs with my hands again but he didn't seem to care. My vision was actually starting to tunnel out when his **** finished pulsing and he pulled it out of my throat and stepped away. I collapsed hard on all fours again, coughing and choking and gasping for air once more. It was then that I got my first taste of ***, as some of it came back up while I choked. It was salty and sort of bitter but kind of sweet. I was trying to decide if I liked it when someone jerked my head back up by my hair.
I saw Michael's face, then my eyes immediately fell to his ****. The shaft wasn't as thick as Tony's but the head was, and looked like it was shorter. He told me to open my mouth and it happened, I didn't even think about it. I was still thinking about how different it looked from Tony's. He pushed it straight to the back of my throat but couldn't get it far as Tony had, though not for lack of trying. He had both hands on the back of my neck and was pulling my head into him as he thrust. He got the head past my tonsils but that was it, and he rocked in and out of my mouth. I heard Tony say my name and looked over.
"Who knew Jess could suck **** like that? I'm telling you man, it was the best head I've ever had. I wonder how much practice she's had," he laughed. "How much **** you suck at school, ****?" I burned with shame, but I shook my head. "None? Bullshit, really?" I nodded. "Well then she's a ******' natural. Am I right? Does she suck a mean **** or what?"
I looked back up at Michael who was watching his **** slide in and out of my mouth. "Oh my God Travis, just wait till you get your **** in her mouth. It's so . . . ******* . . . good!" He wasn't as rough as Tony, but he talked to me dirtier. He kept calling me names, **** and ***** and **********, and again I was torn. I wanted to be good, but I didn't want to be a *****. But he made me look into his eyes the whole time, and the things he was saying started to awaken something in me. I could feel my ***** getting wetter and hotter.
"You're so ******* good, Jess. You're being such a good little ***** for us. You know you're our ***** now, right? You're gonna be our personal ****. You like that? You like being a ***** for your brother's friends? I can't believe what a good ********** you are. Does your boyfriend have any idea how good his girlfriend sucks ****? Would your girlfriends be jealous if they knew you were sucking high school ***** right now? Your brother is just downstairs. He's asleep only one floor below us and you're up here sucking off all his friends. That turn you on? Huh? I bet if we woke Josh up and brought him up here you'd suck his **** too. You like swallowing all your brother's friends' loads in your parents' bedroom?" And on and on.
When he was ready, he pulled my head into him really hard, and I felt the head of his **** jumping between my tonsils and he spurt down my throat too. I went back down to all fours just to catch my breath. Michael hadn't been as rough but I was getting worn out. I figured Travis wanted to use me too and I was wondering what time it was and if Brad might actually wake up and come looking for his friends.
"Okay, my turn. Someone hold this for me?" I looked up, and it was then that I realized Travis had been filming everything on his cell phone.
I freaked out and stood up. "Are you recording this?? You CAN'T, what if Brad sees it, what if my parents see? Oh my God, you're going to show this to your friends aren't you? Oh my God oh my God oh my God . . . " I started to cry and I sat down on the bed and put my face in my hands. Tony sat down next to me and put his arm around me.
"Jess, it's okay. I promise, if you don't tell anyone, we won't either. If you just work with us a little . . . no one outside this room has to know."
"What do you mean, work with you a little?" He just looked at me. "Wait . . . you mean you want me to give you more ********? Like when? How many?"
"Whenever we want. As much as we want."
That answer stunned me. "What? Tony! I can't do that. I shouldn't have done it tonight. I have a boyfriend and I've never even done that with HIM. And you're Brad's friends, he'd be so mad. I can't believe this is even happening. How did this happen? Can you please just let me go back to bed and we can all just pretend this never happened?"
Tony shook his head. "I'm sorry, but I just don't think that's possible at this point. Honestly Jess, that was just way too good. I mean I'm not actually gonna force you, but . . . bottom line, if you don't want anyone to see the video, you'll do what we say." I didn't know how to respond. I don't think I knew the word "blackmail" at the time, but I felt so mad and dirty and awful and helpless. I just stared at him, I was trying to decide if he was being serious but I knew he was. "Do you want to make sure no one but us sees this video?" I blushed and nodded dumbly. He smiled at me. "Well then . . . " He used one finger on my chin to push my head to the other side.
Travis's **** was so close to my face it almost hit me in the nose. I looked up at him. "But . . ."
"Don't argue," Travis said. "Open your mouth."
Once again I simply did as I was told, and the boy I'd only just met about an hour ago stuffed his **** into my mouth. Travis was about the same size as Michael, but he was rough like Tony. He didn't talk dirty to me, or say much of anything at all, and he didn't last very long. When I felt his **** start to get really hard like the other boys had I knew he was getting ready to *** and I started to push my head forward to get his **** to the back of my throat because that's what Tony and Michael had done. But Travis pulled his **** out of my mouth so fast I almost fell forward, and he pulled my head back by my hair and told me to open my mouth and stick out my tongue. I was confused but I did it and he started ******* off in front of my face.
"Keep that mouth open and tongue out till I say otherwise, ****." I realized at the last second that he wanted to watch his *** squirt into my mouth, and as soon as I did I realized I wanted to watch that too. I stared at the end of his **** while he jerked it, and suddenly a big white gob flew out and hit me right in the forehead. It felt so warm and I jumped but didn't go very far since he was holding my hair. The next spurt hit my nose and mouth, and some fell across my tongue. The next spurt hit my chin and my neck and then he leaned in close and made sure the last few weak spurts dribbled onto my tongue. He stood back and the three of them came and looked at me with *** dripping down my face and tongue and said I looked like the perfect little cumslut. Tony smiled and asked again if I wanted to make sure no one saw the video, I nodded, he said then stay still. So I did and they took pictures and promised they were only for them to jerk off to. Then Travis told me I was a good girl and that I could put my tongue back in my mouth, and when I did I rolled his *** around to taste it. It was slimy, and sort of chunky, and kinda salty like before but a lot more bitter. I wasn't sure I liked it but I thought I did. Actually, I felt more like I did like it but that I wasn't supposed to like it. Either way I was fascinated by the different tastes of the different boys.
"Damn dude, get her a towel," Michael said laughing. Tony already had one and tossed it to me. I wiped up, put my boobs back in my top, and as everything winded down I started feeling so dirty and cheap and used and I wished I had never come to help them with the DVD. I was afraid Brad or my parents or my friends would find out, and hate me. I was afraid of what Tony and Michael and Travis were gonna do with the video, and with me. I slumped on the bed and was about to cry when Tony sat down and put his arm around me again. He told me everything was gonna be okay, that I was amazing and I should be proud of what I did because he didn't know any girls his age that could do what I did, and it was only my first time. He promised again that no one else would see the video if I played along, and that I would get used to it, and learn to like it. He told me for the first time that I was beautiful, and had pretty eyes. I know it's pathetic but I remember that that's what made me feel better. Then he told me again how good I was and how hot I looked with a **** in my mouth. He hugged me and asked if I'd watch the rest of the movie with them.
I didn't want to watch the rest of the movie, but Tony was making me feel better about everything that happened and frankly it felt really good in his arms. So I stayed, and watched a woman get ******, and wondered if the boys were going to do that to me too. My ***** was getting wet and hot again. I was wondering what Tony's **** might feel like inside me when Travis, on my other side, leaned over and whispered in my ear.
"Get on your knees and suck my ****." I was so horny again that all those bad thoughts about feeling dirty and cheap fled from my mind. I didn't even hesitate. I slid off the bed and onto my knees in front of him and starting sucking. He put his hands through my hair, and I was afraid he was going to try to gag me, but he just gently bobbed my head up and down and told me how to use my hand. He lasted about ten minutes or so, I swallowed down another mouthful of ***, and sat back on my feet. Tony was looking at me expectantly, I looked down and saw his **** already out, so I shuffled over and put my mouth on it. He bobbed my head up and down like Travis, he did try to gag me a bit but wasn't nearly as rough as before and told me how he wanted me to do it. He reached down and played with my **** while I sucked him and scooted to the very edge of the bed so he could put me on all fours and work his **** all the way into my throat. Michael got off the bed and came around behind me. He started squeezing and rubbing my *** while I throated Tony. Then he started tugging at my panties.
"I wonder if her ***** feels as good as her mouth," he said as he started pulling them down. The look I gave Tony must have said it all, because he locked his hands around my head to keep his **** in my throat and gave me that half-sorry look and just kept telling me to relax and that everything was going to be okay. I started moving around on my knees trying to get away from Michael, but he slapped my *** so hard I froze and said, "Quit moving around so much, *****. It's not like you didn't love this **** a few minutes ago." I looked up at Tony, tears in my eyes, and again he told me it was gonna be okay. But it wasn't okay, Michael was about to take my virginity and I wasn't ready and I was freaking out. Since I was on all fours I needed one hand for balance but I reached my other hand back to push him away and try to pull up my panties, but he grabbed my wrist and twisted it and pinned it to the small of my back. He then used his free hand to yank my panties down to mid-thigh, and I was ready to scream or cry I remember thinking I'd even bite Tony if I had to. Then I felt Michael's finger at my *****.
"Oh my God dude," I heard him say. He sounded like he was in awe. "These panties are totally soaked! You should see how wet her ***** is. I think she's actually dripping." I froze. Aside from still being scared, I was half embarrassed, half curious. My ***** had never been this wet before, and Michael was right -- as he lightly ran a finger over my *****, I felt a drop of moisture start to roll down my thigh. "Man this is gonna be so ******* good," Michael said. He let go of my wrist and I felt him put both hands on my butt and get a good grip, his thumbs pulled my cheeks and ***** lips apart, and then something much bigger than his finger was pushing there.
I looked up at Tony in one last silent plea for help, but all he did was smile at me and cradle my face while he held his **** in my mouth and said, "It's gonna be okay baby, just relax. You're such a good girl."
**Okay, so I wanted to be as detailed as possible, but maybe I was too detailed lol. This story is ridiculously long already, now seems like a good stopping point, and I feel better just getting some of it off my chest anyway. If you want me to write the rest of it, let me know. Thanks for listening.
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