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Chapter 17.
I lay in bed on Saturday morning, remembering how excited I used to get when I was a little girl on the day of a party. I would always be ready hours in advance, then have to sit still in my party frock so as not to get it dirty. Frequently, when the time came to leave for the party I’d got myself so wound up I couldn’t really enjoy myself. I felt a bit like that as I lay there that morning. I knew I was going to Leroy’s party that night, and I knew what I was in for, and it was a lot different to the parties of my childhood!
I had never even imagined going to such an event before. I was going as the entertainment, there to amuse and pleasure any guest at any time. I shuddered at the thought. A vast expanse of unknown stretched out in front of me. I was gripped by a sudden urge to escape. I would refuse to go, it was as simple as that. I’d spend my Saturday evening like any other normal, twenty two-year-old woman. I’d watch TV, maybe read for a bit, then go to bed, alone!
I decided, in a moment, that the game with Alan was over, I was ending it, right there and then. I was determined. Then I thought of how I’d engineered the situation where I exposed myself to total strangers, how I’d let myself get picked up by some horrible, middle aged man who stripped and abused me and casually groped my body. I remembered how I’d come back to the flat to find Alan and Neil waiting. Waiting to be told every last detail, from what happened to how I’d enjoyed being exposed, shamed, humiliated, abused, used.
I remembered how eagerly I’d pleasured the two of them, sucking their cocks, licking their arses. I’d danced for them, stripping naked as I did so, then masturbated as they watched, using the vibrator on myself as they snorted with amusement. Then I’d begged, begged, them to use me. Squeezing their cocks between my tits, coaxing them to full stiffness before I sank my grateful pussy down on their erections and rocked my way to orgasm after orgasm, all the time telling them what a dirty, hot little bitch I was, and how I loved obeying their every whim.
Absent-mindedly I slipped a hand down to my bare pussy. As soon as I touched my clit electric jolts of pleasure ran through my body. I groaned and writhed around in my bed as I stroked my hot little bud. I cupped my breasts, suddenly remembering how Billy had repeatedly slapped them, feeling my nipples stiffen as I recalled Adam and Brian shooting their loads onto my chest, then watched in fascination as I rubbed their jism into my skin. I was approaching orgasm rapidly, my eyes closed, lost in the pleasure of my own body, when I heard the bedroom door open. I looked up and saw Neil standing there, wearing only a dirty pair of boxer shorts. He was grinning obscenely as he watched me.
“I see you don’t need a wake up call then!” he laughed, then pulled the covers from my bed, exposing my naked, and highly aroused body. He grinned again as he looked at my fingers working between my legs. He pushed down his boxer shorts, revealing his over-sized cock, which was visibly throbbing, then climbed onto the bed and positioned himself between my spread thighs.
He carefully placed the head of his cock between my pussy lips, then took hold of both of my hands and forced them above my head. He looked down at my naked body and snickered. “Hot little bitch, you’re never satisfied, are you?” He grinned, then slowly sank his cock into me, not stopping until his pelvis ground against mine. I came immediately. The feeling of his hot shaft driving slowly into me, relentlessly, stretching me to the limit, was too much. I gasped then pushed my hips up to meet his as he started to pump his fat cock into me, grunting with each stroke.
After my orgasm subsided he continued to plough into me, driving his cock deep into my pussy. He grabbed my bottom and pulled my hips upward to meet his own, ramming his shaft as deep as it would go. I was pulled and pushed around like a rag doll as he took his pleasure. Finally, I felt his cock twitch, then felt the familiar warmth inside me. He collapsed onto me with a gasp. I was struck by his body odour, stifling my breath as he covered me. After what seemed like hours, he rolled off me, smiling contentedly.
“I’ll see you later.” He grinned, “At the party!” He picked up his boxer shorts and walked casually from my bedroom. I lay back on my bed and thought to myself, ‘Alison, who do you think you’re kidding!’ I was confronted by worries I had pushed to the back of my mind in the last few weeks. How on earth was I going to be able to switch back to being ‘old Alison’ when I moved in with John, after all that I’d done since that first night with Alan? How was I going to resume a ‘normal’ life after being little more than a fully co-operative sex toy? And above all, what was I going to wear for the party that night?!
I decided to get out of bed and make for the shower. Before I could do so though, Alan walked casually into my bedroom. “Give us a blow job, Ali, I’ve got a raging hard on this morning!” He opened his bathrobe to reveal a rampant erection, which I immediately took into my mouth. It took less than a minute before he shot his jism into my welcoming mouth as I swallowed every drop.
Afterwards, he lay on the bed next to me, dozing, a sleepy smile on his face.
“Will you miss me when I leave?” I asked.
“Too fucking right I will! Where am I going to get blow jobs that good when you’re not here?”
“Well, Sally will be back then, won’t she?”
“Yeah, but she doesn’t go down on me half as well as you do.”
“Is that it? You’ll miss me because I suck you off nicely?”
He laughed. “You are the sexiest woman I ever hope to meet. You’re up for everything! I never thought women like you existed, and yet here you are. And if I ever thought a nymphomaniac existed, you would have been the very last person I would have suspected!”
“I suppose I was a bit intense, wasn’t I?” I grinned.
“We didn’t call you tight arse for nothing! Now look at you. Fun, fun, fun all the way!”
“I was wondering how I’m going to get back to normal, when I move in with John.”
“You’ll be fine! You’ll think of this as some sort of brief holiday – a quick escape from reality. Think of this as playtime between lessons. Once you’re back with John you’ll revert back to normal. Of course you’ll wank yourself silly just thinking about what you’ve done recently, but that’s no bad thing, is it?”
I laughed at his candour. “Ten minutes ago I was ready to tell you that the game was off. I wanted no more, and I was going to refuse to go to the party tonight.”
“And now?”
“Game on!” I said simply.
“So what happened then?”
“My memories of last night, and Neil’s whopper!”
Alan hooted with laughter, then he casually got to his feet and left my room. I could still taste his come. I slipped my hand down between my legs and began to stroke my pussy myself again, my fingers now sticky with Neil’s jism. It took only a short time before I came again, then I slipped back to sleep contentedly.
I awoke with a start. I could hear voices on the landing outside my door. After a moment or two the door opened and Lin poked her head in and said, “Come on sleepy head, time to get up!”
I smiled at her and started to get up. She glanced behind her, then slipped into my room. “You’ve been busy then?” She giggled.
“What do you mean?”
“What do I mean?” She laughed, “What with ‘granddad’ and Adam and that other student of yours, and the flashing in the shops and the van driver. Do I need to go on?”
“Oh, I see what you mean.” I giggled.
“And now you’re going to one of those parties! Jesus Christ I envy you!”
“Really?”
“Yes! You are going to be just pure sex for a whole night! How fucking cool is that? God it turns me on just thinking about it. All those men, their hands all over you, making you please them, doing whatever they want to you. Oh you lucky, lucky girl!”
“You really think it’ll be that good?”
“Depends what you mean by ‘good’, doesn’t it? If your idea of ‘good’ is being used and abused by a bunch of strangers and made to do the most depraved things, then yes, I think it could be rather good!” She giggled.
“I had my doubts.” I confessed.
“Just go for it!” She urged. “You’ll never get another chance like this. You’ll remember this when you’re an old lady, trust me!”
I grinned, reassured by her words. She looked at my naked body as I got out of bed.
“You’re going to be such a hit!” She laughed.
“You think so?”
She stepped towards me, then ran her hands over my boobs, stroking my nipples. I gasped with pleasure. “Oh sure!” She grinned. She glanced at her watch, then said, “Oh what the fuck!” She started too undress, pulling off her T-shirt then removing her bra, revealing her firm tits. She quickly pushed down her jeans and then her knickers before lying on my bed.
I stood there and watched, fascinated by her lovely body. “Come on then!” She giggled, “I haven’t got all day, you know! I need a bit of relief, right?”
I nodded and lay down between her legs. I started to kiss and lick the tops of her thighs, drawing in her aroma. She sighed and opened her legs further. I traced the line of her slit with the tip if my tongue, savouring her taste, the feel of her blonde pubes against my tongue. She wriggled her hips appreciatively, then giggled again.
“Look at us, like a couple of dykes! I never thought I’d let another woman do that to me, but then, you do it so well!” She laughed. I looked up at her and winked, then wriggled my tongue between the lips of her pussy, quickly finding her clit and running my tongue under its’ hood. She gasped, then lay back and relaxed, enjoying my attentions. In no time at all she was sighing contentedly as I kissed and licked along her entire slit, paying close attention to her swollen clit. I slid a finger gently into her pussy. She groaned and arched her back, pushing her hips up to meet my finger as it penetrated her. I slid a second into her and she began to buck and writhe, grinding her pussy onto my tongue and fingers. She began to grunt in rhythm to my probing fingers. She cupped her breasts, squeezing her nipples, rolling them between her thumb and finger. And then she came. She gave a heavy sigh, then her body started to shake. She froze, her hips off the bed, my fingers buried deep in her and my mouth sucking on her slit. She stayed immobile for several seconds, her face contorted with pleasure, and then she relaxed, gasping for breath, giggling.
“My God you are good at that!” She laughed. “If it wasn’t for the fact that I like a good hard cock in me, I could get by on that alone!”
I laughed too, still savouring the taste of her pussy. “I’ve never done that to any other woman.” I confessed, “But I have to say you taste really nice!” I stood up and looked at her. She was still lying casually on my bed, legs apart, her blonde pubes wet where I had been licking, her pink nipples firm. She looked lovely!
“Come on, time to go, we’ve got things to do before the party!” She got up and started to dress, pulling on her knickers and jeans, then fastening her bra and finally pulling her T-shirt back on. I pulled on my bathrobe and followed her to the living room of my flat. Alan and Neil were there, so was Keith. At sight of me he grinned lecherously. He walked casually over to me then reached out and pulled my robe open, exposing my breasts. He snickered to himself, then began to play with them, running his hands over them. He began to pinch and roll my nipples. He pinched and pulled, rolled and squeezed. He was too rough for it to have been pure pleasure, but stopped just short of pain. In moments I was gasping and moaning, hopping from foot to foot trying to ease the pressure on my nipples. He grinned at me, enjoying my discomfort.
“Tell me about your van driver friend last night.”
I gasped again, then began to relate the story of Billy, and how he had used and abused my body.
“And he slapped your tits, yes?”
“Mmm, yes.” I groaned, fearing what might be coming next.
“Maybe he should have slapped your arse as well?” The others laughed.
He pushed my robe off my shoulders and watched as it fell to the floor, then he stood back and scrutinised my body. “You’re going to be fucked stupid tonight, you know.” He said with a laugh. “They’ll be lining up to stick it up your cunt, up your arse or in your mouth. Think you can handle that, do you?”
I looked him in the eyes and grinned, “I’ll give it a go!” He grinned back then turned to Lin and said, “You don’t mind if I have a quick one. Do you love?”
“Go ahead, she’s just done me!”
“And me.” Alan grinned.
“Me too.” Neil laughed.
Keith took me by the hand and lead me back to my bedroom. As he closed the door he said, “Got any KY – I fancy taking you up the arse?”
I smiled, the opened the drawer of my bedside cabinet and picked up the small tube of gel. He had already shed most of his clothes. As I turned back to him he dropped his trousers and boxers, stepped out of them and lay on my bed. I knelt between his thighs and began to suck his cock, which began to stiffen at once. In moments he was fully erect. I squeezed some gel from the tube and began to rub it onto his hot shaft, then as he watched I smeared more of it over my puckered little hole. I squatted over him my legs spread wide, then positioned the head of his cock against my back door and gently slid down, impaling myself on his stiff member. He groaned as he felt my sphincter grip his cock.
I began to bounce up and down on his cock, pushing him deep into my bowels. He reached between my legs and pushed two fingers into my pussy. I gasped and groaned. He sniggered.
“I never would have imagined you like this. When I think of what toffee-nosed bitch you used to be. So fucking high and mighty. Now here you are with my dick up your arse, and you fucking love it, don’t you?”
I shuddered as he began to play with my clit. “Oh God, yes. Yes, I love it. I love it. I love being dirty for you all. I love doing whatever you say. I love it when you come in me.”
“I’m going to dump my load up your arse in a minute, and then you’re going to lick me clean, got that? You’re going to lick my come and your shit off my dick, right?”
I groaned, “Whatever you say, Keith. I’ll do whatever you say.” He grunted and then I felt him shooting into me. As his climax subsided I rolled off him, feeling his cock slip from me as I did so. He lay back grinning, then after a couple of minutes he said, “Get on with it then.”
I moved down the bed until I was level with his now flaccid cock. As I examined it, it didn’t seem too bad. It glistened from the KY, but otherwise looked normal. I started to lick it, gingerly, then took it into my mouth and began to lick and suck. After a moment or two I felt it twitch and begin to swell. I stroked his balls, then slipped a hand under his bottom and felt for his arse-hole. He grunted as I started to gently tickle it, then I started to bob my head up and down on his cock, sucking and licking all the time. His cock stiffened and he grunted again as I began to swirl my tongue around his glans. A short time later and he was fully erect and throbbing in my mouth.
I knelt between his thighs, then rubbed the head of his cock over my breasts. He grinned at me, then reached down and pinched both my nipples once more. I began to suck him urgently, tickling his balls and arse, bobbing my head up and down. I felt him tense, and then he shot his jism into my mouth. I swallowed all he gave me, then as he relaxed with a sigh I let his cock slip from my mouth.
“Jesus fucking Christ you’re good at that.”
“I know!”
I winked at him then got up and made my way to the living room, where I recovered my robe. I went to the kitchen, and found the others drinking tea and chatting happily.
“We’ve been discussing your outfit for tonight.” Lin announced. “And I’ve got just the thing!”
“Oh really, what’s that then?”
“You’ll find out later!” She said with a giggle. Moments later Keith rejoined us.
“Everything ok, love?” Lin asked, slipping her arms ‘round his waist. He grinned happily, “Yeah, fine!”
Keith, Lin and Neil left a short time after,
all promising to return later that day.
I was given my instructions for the day by Alan. I was to do some marking, finish some
household chores, then start getting ready for the party at about
I busied myself around the house, trying not to think about the party. Inside, I was the same little girl I’d always been, excitement steadily building. Just before five I ran a hot bath, then immersed myself in the deliciously hot water. Alan walked casually in as I bathed, urinated in the toilet and left with a grin. Moments later Keith and Lin were at the door. Lin grinned at me, “I’ve got your outfit. Hurry up and get dry, then come and see what you’ll be wearing.”
I stepped out of the bath and began to dry myself, watched carefully by Keith. Then I carefully shaved my underarms, and then my pussy. As he watched me he casually rubbed his crotch. When I finished with the razor I applied moisturising cream all over my body, rubbing it thoroughly into my smooth skin. As I finished Keith groaned and said, “It’s no good, you’re going to have to suck me off again.” He dropped his trousers and shorts then sat on the toilet, legs apart, his cock half-erect.
I knelt between his legs and began to suck him again. As I took him into my mouth he put a hand on the back of my head, pushing me down onto his cock. He grunted, then took hold of my head with both hands and began to pull me down onto him roughly. His cock hit the back of my throat and I gagged, but he continued, lost in his own pleasure. I sucked at him frantically, desperate for him to come so that I could get away from him. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, he groaned and I felt his jism hitting the back of my throat. I swallowed as much as I could, and then he sighed and let me go.
I pulled away from him, coughing and spluttering, and looked up to see Lin standing in the door way watching. She grinned at me, blew a kiss to Keith then said, “Come on. Get a move on, you’ve got to be going soon.”
I followed her into my bedroom where she made me stand while she inspected me. She ran her hands over my body, making approving noises as she felt how soft and smooth my skin was. She paid particular attention to my shaven mound and pussy lips. “Good.” She commented, “We don’t want any sandpaper twats now do we?”
She made me stand on tip-toe, then cupped my bottom, spreading my cheeks and running her finger over my back door. “I bet this will see some action tonight!” She giggled. Then she stroked my breasts, running her fingernail lightly across my nipples, grinning as she watched them stiffen. “Very nice!”
Then she supervised me as I did my make up. I was only allowed to put on a tiny amount of this. “Don’t want you painted up like a tart, just a little bit, ok?” I nodded my assent.
When I’d finished with the make up she told me to make a start on my long, brown hair. She ordered me to put it into pigtails, which I did, and then she said I was ready for the outfit.
She handed me a pair of knickers and I looked at her in astonishment. “You’re not serious?” I laughed. They were ‘little girl’ pink, and had a pretty ribbon bow on the front.
“Just put them on.” She grinned. I wriggled into them with difficulty. “Lin, these are way too small, they’d just about fit an eleven year old.” I complained.
“They look ok to me.” Was all she said. I glanced at myself in the mirror. I looked so young! The small amount of make up I’d been allowed hardly showed, and my pigtails gave my face an innocent look. My knickers, stretched tightly across my pussy, showed every contour of my body. As I turned and looked over my shoulder I could see that my bottom was displayed nicely by the pink cotton. Lin handed me a white blouse, which was also too small for me. As I fastened the buttons my breasts were squashed together and the pink of my nipples showed clearly through the thin fabric.
I couldn’t fasten the top three of four buttons at all. At Lin’s insistence, I left them open, the blouse gaping open, my breasts only just contained within. Next came pair of white, knee length socks, and finally a small grey pleated skirt, like the ones used for games by the girls at the school where I taught.
The skirt was ridiculously short, only just covering my bum. When I looked over my shoulder at my reflection again I discovered that even the slightest bend on my part showed the pink of my knickers. Lin took a long look at me.
“You’ll do nicely!” She grinned. I looked at myself in the mirror. I looked about thirteen! “Come with me, let’s see what the guys think.”
I followed her into the living room, to be greeted with whistles by the three of them. Neil walked up to me and casually lifted my skirt, “Ah! Look at the ickle girlies nice nicks!” He laughed, running his hands over my bum. The others laughed, then Keith joined in, groping my breasts. Neil thrust his hand between my legs, his fingers pushing my knickers into my pussy. Then Keith’s hand stroked my bottom. They both grinned. At that moment the doorbell rang. They all looked at me. I shrugged and made my way to the front door.
Granddad beamed at me as I opened the door for him, his eyes running up and down my body. I had barely closed the door before he ran his hands over my legs and up to my bottom. He stroked and squeezed my bum lovingly before running his fingers between my legs, tracing the lips of my pussy, which was already radiating warmth through me!
He chuckled to himself as he looked up my skirt as we climbed the stairs, as we reached the top he ran his hand over my bottom again. “You’re going to be popular tonight, I can tell!”
He exchanged greetings with the others, his eyes lingering on Lin, who blushed slightly under his scrutiny. After a few pleasantries he said, “We’d better be going, Leroy likes his girls to be there in plenty of time so he can check them out.” We made our way to the door, granddad refusing to let me wear any kind of coat. As the door opened I looked back at Lin, who grinned at me then reached out and began to stroke Keith’s crotch.
I stepped into the street feeling almost naked. The slightest breeze lifted my tiny skirt revealing my equally tiny pink knickers, my nipples hardened in the evening air, my breasts barely contained by my blouse. As we walked to the car a couple of young men, about my own age passed by on the other side of the road, their eyes fixed on me. I felt myself blush.
We reached the car. I sat in the back with Neil, Alan drove, granddad sat in the front. The journey seemed to go so quickly. Before I knew it we were pulling up outside the large house where the party was to be held. Granddad rang the doorbell, and within a few moments the door was opened by a pretty brunette. She smiled at us then stood back inviting us in.
The three of them looked her up and down in amazement. She was a little taller than me, and was maybe twenty-five. Her brown hair had been drawn back into a neat bun and she wore very little make up. The upper half of her body was dressed as a police officer, but most of the buttons had been removed from her blouse, causing it to gape open, revealing her ample breasts. Below the waist she wore black satin panties, stockings and suspenders and three-inch stilettos.
She looked at me, “You wait here.” She said simply, “Gentlemen, would you like to follow me please, drinks are this way.” She walked slowly away, Alan, Neil and granddad followed. As they made their way through the door granddad turned and winked at me. I smiled back, still feeling my ‘little girl’ nervousness.
The brunette returned a couple of minutes later, “Hi, I’m Jane.” She smiled.
“Alison.” I said nervously.
“All the girls are waiting in the kitchen. Leroy will come and get us when it’s time. Meanwhile, we wait.”
“Nice costume.” I said.
“Thanks, except it’s not a costume.”
“It’s real police uniform?”
“Yes, and I’m a real police officer.”
“Oh my God! Are you here undercover?” I asked stupidly.
She looked down at her exposed breasts and stockinged legs, “Hardly.” She said dryly. “I’m not here by choice, I can tell you. Twelve months ago I was seeing this guy, lovely bloke, kind, attentive, good in bed, great! Only thing was he liked some illegal substances, such as heroin. One evening he persuaded me to go and buy his stuff for him, and I agreed. I bought his deal, only to find that I’d been filmed as part of a drug squad operation, and I was for it, big time. My only bit of luck, if I can call it that, was that the guy in charge of the operation knew me, and offered me a deal. I came across in the bedroom, he kept the tape to himself.”
“And you agreed?”
“Didn’t have a lot of bloody choice, did I love? Next thing I know my charming boyfriend has done a runner, scared out of his mind, and I’m left servicing this dirty old bastard from drug squad. It didn’t stop there, though. Pretty soon he started offering me to his mates. When I objected he asked me how I’d like to be doing time for drug dealing, so I shut up. Then he loaned me out to Leroy for one of these parties, and here I am.”
“You’ve done these before?”
“Yeah, a few times actually. I fucking hate them, but I’ve no way out.”
“Are they that bad?” I asked nervously.
“Maybe not for you, especially if you’ve chosen to be here. But I’m a police officer, and I hate doing this. They all know that so they take great fun in making me suffer.”
“What do they do to you?”
“Never mind, you’ll be ok. In here.”
I followed her into a large kitchen. There were seven or eight other girls in there. “Everyone, this is Alison. Alison, meet the girls.”
“Hi.” We all chorused together. Some of the girls smiled at me, others didn’t. I stood next to a woman who was a bit older then me, perhaps twenty-five. She had a slim face with fine features and bright green eyes. Her shoulder length, dark brown hair had been subtly streaked with blonde highlights. She had on a black string vest through which I could see her small, round breasts. I noticed that her left nipple had been pierced, a gold hoop glistened beneath her top. She also wore a pair of ‘stars and stripes’ knickers, which scarcely contained her plump bottom.
She smiled at me shyly, “I’m Carol.” She said.
“Alison.” I smiled. “How did you come to be here?”
“My partner, Bonnie, thought it would be good for me, teach me a lesson she said. She likes to keep me under control, always making me do things I don’t want to. I suppose I must like it, that’s why I love her!” She said simply.
She brightened, “Do you like my hoop?” She asked, pulling her top to one side and exposing her bare breast to show me her piercing. “I had it done for Bonnie, as a way of showing how much I love her. It’s the one nearest my heart!” She giggled happily.
“I don’t understand.” I said simply, “If you and Bonnie are, er..”
“We’re lesbians, yes. You can say the word, I won’t be offended, I promise.” She giggled again.
“Right, so you and Bonnie are lesbians, so what are you doing here?”
“I told you, Bonnie thought it would be good for me to do this. She said, ‘You’ll realise how good I am to you once you’ve had a couple of dozen men have their fun with you.’, and so here I am!” She smiled sweetly at me. I wanted to know more, but at that moment Leroy came into the kitchen.
“Listen up ladies. Most of the guests are here now, so you can go to work. Your job is to make my guests happy. Do whatever that takes and we’ll get along just fine. Disappoint my guests and you’ll be punished. To start off with I want you all to make sure every guest has a drink. So what are you waiting for, let’s get going girls.” He clapped his hands and we all started making for the door.
He cast his eyes over each girl as they passed him. As I drew near to him he pulled me towards him and grinned, “Well if it isn’t the school teacher! You look interesting this evening.” He lifted my skirt and ran his fat hands over my bottom, then shoved it roughly between my legs, “How’s that hot little cunt of yours? Brian tells me you’re pretty tasty. Maybe you can do something for me later, but first I’ve got a little surprise for you. I’ll let you know what it is later. Now you can go.” He gave me a crisp smack to my bottom and pushed me out of the door.
A few of the other girls had come in a costume of some sort, it was a bit like a really strange fancy dress party. In addition to my schoolgirl outfit, and Jane’s police uniform there was a nurse, a cheerleader, one or two corsets and various other lingerie. The guests seemed to be made up of mainly black men, aged from late teens to fifty plus, but there were a few white men there, and I quickly spotted Alan, Neil and granddad, together with a few others. There was a buzz of conversation, some laughter and some gentle background music.
I approached a group of four black men who were chatting casually. “Can I get you a drink, gentlemen?” I asked. Their eyes raked over me, then they started to grin.
“Yeah, good idea. Fetch four large scotches over here little girl.”
“Yes sir.”
I made my way back to the kitchen, poured the drinks and placed them on a small silver tray to carry back to them. As I made my way back to them hands casually lifted my skirt and patted my bottom, laughter echoing around me. I delivered the drinks and one of the men reached out and opened a button on my blouse. It sprang open even more, my breasts almost escaping from it’s confinement.
I moved on, and quickly took another drinks order. Again, as I moved around hands roamed over my body freely. My bottom was patted, stroked and pinched, my breasts cupped, fondled, my nipples pinched. I began to get hot! I was on my way back to the party room with a tray of drinks when an elderly black man stopped me by putting his arm across me. “Just wait there, young lady, I need to make an adjustment to your dress.” I stood, patiently as he slowly put down his drink then turned to me. He reached out and opened another button on my blouse, causing both breasts to spill out. He chuckled to himself, folded back my blouse to make sure my breasts stayed exposed, then pinched my nipples and rolled them between his thumbs and forefingers until they were stiff and swollen. “That’s better.” He grinned, “Now you can go.” As I walked away from him he patted my bottom and winked at me.
I returned to the group of men who had ordered drinks, six black men in their twenties. They cheered and whistled as they saw me approach, my naked breasts swaying as I walked. When I reached them they all insisted in having a good feel as I handed them their drinks, each pinched and rolled my nipples until they began to throb.
I glanced around looking for guests who needed a drink and saw a group of three young black men talking to Jane. She was shaking her head and looking apologetic, smiling at the men and trying to move away. One of them reached into her blouse, grabbed her nipples and pulled upwards. She gasped and stood on tip-toe, obviously trying to relieve the pressure. Another moved behind her and dragged her panties down in one swift movement. There was a cheer and laughter from the men around her, and she was quickly spun around, exposing her neatly trimmed bush to the other guests. She looked dreadfully unhappy. Then one of the men behind her reached ‘round and began to stroke her pubic hair. She flinched and began to move her hips defensively, trying to prevent him gaining access to her pussy. She fought in vain. Moments later his large, black hand was buried between her legs, rubbing busily, and she had hung her head in shame as he reached up with his other hand and began to cup her breast.
His companions were grinning happily, and as I watched she was handed to one of them, who immediately thrust his hand between her legs. I heard her gasp again, and then his face closed on hers and he was kissing her deeply. She tried to pull away, but he put a hand behind her head and forced her to continue the kiss. Then she was passed on to the next man, who ducked his head down and took one nipple into his mouth, then also forced his hand between her thighs.
She began to writhe around and I suddenly noticed that one of the men behind her was doing something to her, I couldn’t see what it was, but I guessed he was doing something to her bottom. It was clearly something she didn’t like as she moaning gently, “Oh please don’t, no please, please don’t do that to me, ahh, no, please stop, it hurts, oh please don’t...” They all laughed again, amused by her discomfort and distress.
I turned away, unwilling to watch any more of her torment. I fetched drinks for more guests, and when I returned I could see no sign of Jane. I wondered anxiously what was happening to her. I glanced around and saw granddad talking to Carol. She looked nervous, glancing around her as granddad spoke softly into her ear. I wondered what he was saying to her. Then I noticed that he was slowly stroking her bottom, caressing her cheeks almost tenderly. He grinned, then reached out with his other hand and calmly pushed her top aside, exposing her pierced nipple. He spoke to her again, and she responded, then he laughed loudly, turning heads.
“Say that again.” He demanded, “Tell everyone what you’ve just told me, go on.”
“I just said that I had my left nipple pierced to show my love for Bonny, my partner, because it’s the closest to my heart.” She flushed deeply as she explained, then dropped her head as those around he sniggered.
“Imagine that.” Granddad announced to everyone, “The little dyke thinks she’s in love, and has her tits pierced to prove it! Priceless. Tell us what you and Bonny do together then. Come on.”
Carol looked around for a means of escape. Of course, there was none. Looking very vulnerable and small, she began to speak, her voice thin and wavering. “I er, well, we er, we kiss a lot, and we hug, and we do nice things to each other…”
“Like what?” He demanded.
“I’ll stroke her back, or tickle her feet, things like that…” Her voice trailed away to nothing.
“That’s not what I want to hear about. Tell us what you get up to in bed. Do you lick her pussy?”
“Yes.”
“Then tell us all about that.”
She began to speak, falteringly. “When Bonny tells me to, I go down on her and lick the insides of her thighs. She likes that very much. And then I lick her pussy lips, and push my tongue into her, and I lick her clit until she comes.”
I watched as granddad slipped his hand down the back of her knickers, groping her bare arse. She swallowed nervously as she felt his hand intruding, her breast still being manipulated by his other hand.
“You ever had a cock up your cunt?”
“Yes.” She said, a fearful tone in her voice, “A long time ago.”
“Did you like it?”
“Not much, no.”
“That why you became a dyke?”
“I suppose so.”
His hand left her breast and fumbled with the waistband of her knickers. Then he pushed his hand down into her knickers. I could see the shape of it as it delved deeper, making for her pussy. She gasped, her eyes widening with surprise, and then he was stroking her pussy lips. He grinned to himself as he watched her torment.
“You know what I’m going to do to you in a little while?”
She shook her head.
“I’m going to take you into one of the bedrooms, strip you bare then fuck your lesbian cunt and your dyke arse. How does that sound?”
“I, er, I just, er I mean… Oh!” She jumped with surprise.
“Don’t like a finger up your arse then?” He chuckled. She didn’t respond. He pulled his hands out of her knickers, took her by the hand and led her out of the room without a word. She followed meekly. I wanted to follow, but as I started to move a large hand grabbed my arm. I looked around to see Leroy standing next to me. “Come on now teacher, it’s time for your surprise.”
I followed him through the guests and up some stairs. We reached a closed door and he turned to me and smiled. “You’re going to like what’s in here, I just know it.” He opened the door and pushed me in, then called out “Enjoy yourself boys.” Before the door closed and I heard his laughter receding.
The room was dimly lit, and I could just make out the shapes of some people. Then suddenly the lights went on and they all called out “Surprise!” In unison. I looked around, shocked, and immediately recognised Brian and Adam, and then to my horror saw that there were four more students from my school there too.
“Hi Alison. My, don’t you look nice in your school uniform. Nice tits!” Adam taunted. I quickly covered my exposed breasts with my arms.
“Adam no! You can’t do this to me Adam, you promised no one else from school until after next week. You promised me.”
“You promised me Adam, you naughty boy!” He mocked. The others laughed. “Well I lied. Get over it. We decided this was too good an opportunity to miss, so we got the boys here an invitation, for a small fee, naturally!”
I was stunned. The little bastard had not only broken his promise, but had sold me to the highest bidder. I turned and made for the door.
“Leaving so soon Alison? You don’t want to do that, I can tell you. Have you forgotten about our possible trip to the police station?” His confidence, as ever, was intimidating. I froze, unable to take the step of opening the door. Instead I turned to face the six of them. Adam grinned openly, Brian smiled to himself, the others looked amazed.
“Good girl. Now lets have some fun. Alison, why don’t you give the boys an idea of what they’ll be enjoying, mmm?” He motioned for me to lower my arms.
I let them fall by my sides, defeated. There was a chorus of approval from my audience, “Yes! Excellent! Cool. Fuck me. Nice. Brill!”
As I stood there Brian switched on a stereo, the music filled the room. “Why don’t you give us a bit of a dance, then?” He asked, smiling.
I began to shuffle around in front of them, swaying my hips in time to the music.
“Come on, I bet you can do much better than that!” Brian urged.
I gave in. I started to sway and move, feeling my breasts swing as I gyrated and swung my hips. I turned my back on them and bent from the waist, giving them a clear view of my pink knickers, then turned to face them again and stroked my breasts as I danced. They had all gone very quiet. A couple were openly rubbing their crotch.
After a couple of minutes Brian stepped towards me and out his hands around me, dancing with me. I put my arms around his neck, feeling his hands settle on my waist. We swayed together for a few moments, and then his hands dropped over my hips and started to rub my bottom. He lifted my skirt and began to stroke my bum cheeks, then tried to push his hand inside my knickers, but found them too tight.
“Take them off.” He murmured in my ear. I hooked my thumbs into the waistband and pushed them down. When they reached mid thigh they fell freely, I felt them reach my ankles and stepped out of them. Brian’s hands resumed their caressing of my bum, this time he kneaded my bare cheeks, massaging them slowly, lifting my skirt as the rest of them looked on. He spun me ‘round so that he was behind me and I was facing the others.
“Who wants to see her pussy, then boys?” He laughed. They all cheered, including Adam.
“How about having a better look at her tits first, yes?” More cheering. He opened the last remaining buttons on my blouse, then pulled it open, giving them an unobstructed view. He reached up to cup each one, tweaking my nipples. “Mmmmm, nice!” He announced to the gang, “Boys you are going to love playing with these, believe me!”
“Show us her pussy!” One of them called.
I felt him laugh, “What do you think then, Alison? Should I show your pussy to the boys?”
I felt him push his pelvis against my bottom, I could feel the stiffness of his cock. The sexual tension had got to me and I groaned, “Oh yes, do it.”
He laughed again, then reached for my skirt. There was a moment of total silence, broken only by the music, as he took hold of the hem of my skirt and began to lift. I gasped as I felt it start to move, and then he lifted it high, exposing my naked pussy to the assembled students. A thrill of shame ran through me as they cheered and whistled.
He danced around with me like that for a few minutes, holding my skirt high. I felt the air on my naked slit, my skin burning with shame. Then he let go of me, but opened the fastening of my skirt and let it fall to the ground. I stood before them effectively naked, wearing only my blouse, which was wide open and offered me no protection at all.
Then they all wanted to play. First up was James, a small mousy boy. He stood in front of me and looked down at my breasts, then slowly reached out and fondled them, looking thoroughly delighted with himself. His fingers played lightly, almost reluctantly across my nipples, he was clearly nervous. I clutched his hands to my breasts, making sure he got a good handful! He looked up at me, a slightly amazed look on his face.
“Give us a go, give us a go!” Another boy, Andrew urged hotly. James stepped back and Andrew groped my breasts roughly, urgently, making me wince as he pinched my nipples and twisted. “Go easy you prick!” Brian rebuked, “They’re tits, not the dial on a fucking radio. They don’t come off and you wont get Radio 1 on them either!” The others laughed nervously. Andrew blushed and stepped back, letting Colin have his chance.
Colin stroked my breasts in a fascinated sort of way then stepped in closer, put his arms around me and began to caress my bum cheeks. His touch was surprisingly mature, not too hard, not too nervous. I smiled at him. “I’ve always liked looking at your bum, miss.” He confessed, blushing slightly, “But I never thought I’d get to do this.”
I warmed to him at once. I wriggled my bum in time to the music, then very deliberately I took hold of his right hand and guided it between my legs. I could feel the tension in the room as the others saw what I was doing. I placed Colin’s hand on my pussy lips, covered it with my own hand, and began to gyrate. His eyes widened with shock and pleasure. I brought his other hand up to my mouth, then took his index finger and gently sucked on it, licking its’ tip. He gasped and then shuddered, then began to back away, rubbing his crotch. Brian and Adam laughed as they realised he’d come in his pants, the others were too busy rubbing their own crotches.
Finally it was
There was a brief pause, then Adam said, “Who wants to see her fuck herself?”
Not surprisingly, there were murmurs of agreement, then Adam reached into a bowl of fruit which had been placed on a small table, selected a banana and tossed it to me. “You know what to do.” He grinned.
I sank to the floor, giving the boys my most sultry, seductive look. “Do you really want to watch me do that?” I purred. They all agreed readily that that was what they wanted.
“Oh that’s so rude, so dirty.” I gasped. Six pairs of eyes watched me hungrily as I lay back and opened my legs, showing them my moist slit. I stroked my lips gently, then slowly inserted a finger, stroking my clit then pushing into my hot tunnel. I was already pretty wet, but with the audience I had my fingers were soon slick with my juices. I placed the firm, yellow banana at the entrance to my tunnel, then slowly pushed it in. The sexual tension in the room was palpable as my six students watched me start to hump my hips, slowly at first, then increasing in pace.
“Enjoying the show?” I asked.
Adam and Brian stared, open mouthed, James and Andrew were clutching their groins and gasping for breath, Colin and Gary were rubbing their crotches frantically. As I watched Colin closed his eyes and slid back in his seat with a gasp of “Oh fucking Christ!” Andrew slipped his hand into his trousers and rubbed frantically, then he too groaned and fell back in his seat.
I was enjoying myself. I had turned the tables on my tormentors, who clearly expected to have a whale of a time at my expense. Now four of them were slumped in their seats, glassy eyed and spent! I looked at Adam and Brian, both of them rubbing their crotches. “Well?” I demanded, “What’s a girl got to do to get some cock around here?”
I had to stifle a laugh as they both jumped to their feet, looking every inch the school boys! Adam reached me first, almost falling over as he hurried towards me whilst trying to remove his trousers at the same time. I pulled the banana from my pussy and threw it aside, then lay back, my legs spread wide.
He practically fell on me in his haste, pushing his cock in me up to the hilt on the first stroke. I pushed my hips up to meet him and stroked his arse. I murmured in his ear, “Come on then, fuck me. Do it to me. Shoot it up inside me, come on!” After just a minute or so he grunted then I felt him emptying his balls into me. He rolled off me and Brian immediately took his place. I groaned as I felt his longer, broader cock start to penetrate me. In moments he was pumping into me vigorously. I stroked his arse, licked his neck, whispered in his ears, “Fuck me, oh fuck me deep, I need it deep Brian, give it to me.”
He didn’t last much longer than Adam, coming inside me with a loud groan, then falling on top of me. As he lay there, gasping for breath I heard a familiar voice. “I think that’s just about time for you young boys now. Time to go now fellas, the party’s over for you guys.”
I looked up to see Leroy sniggering in the doorway. Brian rolled off me with a sigh. Adam stood up, still fastening his trousers, the others stood obediently, covering their crotches with their hands to conceal the damp patches there. I stood up and all eyes turned to me. The boys looked slightly stunned, Leroy chuckled. “You give these boys a good time?”
“I did my best.” I grinned. He laughed, “You are something else, teacher, something else completely!”
I fastened my blouse as best I could, leaving my breasts exposed, then pulled on my tiny skirt. I picked up my knickers from the floor where I had stepped out of them. There didn’t seem to be much point putting them back on. I walked provocatively over to the boys. “Would any of you like these?” I purred. As if they were in class all put their hands up. Leroy chuckled behind me. I held them out to Colin, who took then shyly, avoiding the envious looks of the others.
“OK Brian, time to get your friends out of here.” Leroy announced. They all marched past him murmuring their thanks as Brian led them away. “You enjoying yourself?”
“Yes, but I need to clean up a bit before going back in.”
He led me to a small bathroom where he watched as I washed my pussy, then gently dried it. I turned to him, about to say I was ready, only to see him lowering his zip, a lecherous smile on his face. “You enjoyed yourself with those young boys, didn’t you?”
“More than I thought I would!” I confessed. “I think they had a good time too, don’t you?” He chuckled again. “Sure! Now it’s my turn, come over here and say hello to my black cock.”
He pushed his shorts down to reveal a large, thick cock nestling among a wiry bush. I knelt between his thighs and started to suck. His cock very quickly swelled to something even bigger than Neil’s, and I was secretly thankful that he wanted oral rather than straight sex, or God forbid, even anal. I sucked and licked away happily for several minutes, and then he groaned and began to shoot into my mouth. Almost immediately he pulled out of me, took hold of his shaft and began to spray his jism across my face, laughing as he did so. I gasped as I felt his hot semen hit my skin, and tried instinctively to pull away. However, he reached out and caught hold of one of my pigtails, holding me in place until he’d finished climaxing.
He fell back against the wall, letting go of my hair. I sat back on my haunches and shuddered at the feeling of his semen on my face. I immediately stood and turned on the tap to wash it off. He laughed again as he watched me washing my face repeatedly.
“You better get used to that, teacher. The brothers love to spray their love juice across pretty white faces. You’re going to get a lot of that tonight. Like I say, get used to it!”
As Leroy led me back towards the main party area we passed the doors to several rooms, most of which were closed. One or two were open however, and I caught glimpses of a variety of scenes as we passed by. In one I saw granddad and Carol and stopped to watch, as discretely as I could. She was naked, lying on a bed. He lay on top of her in a sixty-nine position, his cock in her mouth. He was playing with her pussy, grinning as he did so. As I watched he pushed two fingers into her. She gasped as she sucked on his cock, then moaned as he pushed a third finger into her. Then he withdrew his fingers and grabbed hold of her dark brown pubic hair between his fingers, pulling and twisting until she cried out. He turned his attention to her bottom, pulling her cheeks apart and forcing a finger roughly into her tight hole. She yelped and wriggled her hips, trying to evade his probing finger, but to no avail. As his finger sank slowly into her I moved on.
I passed another room, this time the door was only open a few inches. I could hear someone, a woman, sobbing bitterly inside. I peered through the gap. I saw Jane, standing in the middle of the room, shoulders hunched in misery. Her hair had been freed from its’ neat bun and now hung about her shoulders, straggled and untidy. There were a number of young black men in the room, all naked. They sat around the walls of the room casually, smoking and drinking as Jane stood before them, helpless.
I glanced at her body and gasped. He bottom was a fiery red with purple blotches, and was criss-crossed with angry looking welts. “Tell us again, what you are.” One of the men urged.
“I’m a pig.” She said simply.
“Again.”
“I’m a pig whore. A fuck pig. I’m a dirty, lying fuck pig. I deserve to be fucked. I deserve to be punished.” She sobbed again.
“OK, give it to her, Sid.”
A large black man moved from the shadows and took hold of her arm, leading her across the room. She wailed in alarm. “Noooooo. Oh please no, no more, please. Pleeeeeeeese”
I shifted my position slightly, I could still see what was happening. I wanted to leave, but the whole scene was captivating, I was unable to move. Jane was forced to bend over a chair, her bruised and battered bottom high in the air. The man who had dragged her to the chair grabbed hold of her hair, jerking her head back savagely. She shrieked in pain. “Stay there until I give you permission to move, or else, got that?”
Tears ran freely down her face, she coughed and sobbed, “Oh please don’t do this to me, no please, no more, please.”
He let go of her hair and forced her back over the chair. Her head dropped, she was still sobbing bitterly. As I watched the man produced a long, thin cane and took aim at her bottom, then he swung it in a wide arc, bringing it down on her flesh with brutal force. It sang out as it descended, then hit her naked flesh with a sickening slap. She let out an intense scream. The men laughed. The man delivered another stinging blow, and another and another. As each blow connected Jane’s body contracted and she leapt into the air with a heart-rending scream, only to drop back over the chair again.
After a number of blows the man grinned and dropped the cane. As he turned in profile to me I could see he had an enormous erection, the most hideously over-sized organ I’d ever seen. He approached Jane, still hanging over the chair, still sobbing. There was a murmur of laughter among the other men in the room. He stood behind Jane, then squatted down so that he was looking directly at her bruised and battered behind. He pulled her cheeks apart and spat on her tight hole, she shuddered and moaned. He stood up and positioned his massive cock against her bottom. She grunted and started to lift her head, looking ‘round to see what was being placed next to her back door. At that moment he began to push.
She cried out, “Ahhh. No. No, you can’t, it’s too big, I can’t take it, no stop.” He paid no attention to her. He gripped the shaft of his cock to reinforce it and pressed harder.
“No! No! Oh God, no! Please, not that, please. Oh dear God no, please, oh please, oh pleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaasssssssssssseeeeee!”
I stared in morbid fascination as he put all his body weight behind his huge organ and started to overcome her sphincter. I saw his cock breach her defence and start to inch into her. She screamed hysterically, begging them to stop, they only laughed. Finally, he was in her up to the hilt. She was breathing rapidly, still sobbing.
“Now you look like the stuck pig you are.” The man who was raping her bottom joked. The whole room laughed heartily. Jane wept. He slowly drew his massive organ out of her, she shuddered. When he had just the last couple of inches in her he drove back in quickly, brutally. Jane was thrown around like a rag doll. He grabbed hold of her hair, pulling her head back, then reached ‘round and grabbed one of her breasts. He pinched the nipple and began twist it savagely. She shrieked again and began to twist and turn, trying to find some relief.
“That’s it little darlin’. Give me a good ride.” Her rapist was saying. “No good just lying there like a fucking corpse. You’re going to make it good for me, shake your tight, white arse. Make it good for me, or I’ll hurt you some more, got that?”
She groaned in pain and misery, “Yes. I’ll do it for you, I promise, I’ll make it good, I promise I will, only please don’t hurt me any more.” She broke down and sobbed again. There were cheers from the men in the room at her surrender. How long had they been torturing her, I wondered?
As I watched she drew in a ragged breath then began to rock her hips back and forth on the monster cock in her bowels to cheers from the men in the room. “Yeah baby, tell us how you like it!” One called out. In a broken voice she began to speak. “I’m a fuck pig. Being fucked is what I’m here for, all I’m good for. I’m just a white bitch who deserves to have some big, hard black cock in her.” More whistles and cheers. “I want you all to fuck me and dump your loads in me. I’m here to make you happy, do what you want to me, I’m just your local police fuck toy.”
“Hey, you shouldn’t be watching that shit!” A voice said in my ear. It was Leroy, who had come to find me. I looked at him, horrified.
“The boys are just having their fun with the officer there. Most of them have been shafted by bent police in the past, it’s their way of getting even.”
“But they’ll kill her.” I protested.
“No they won’t. They know where to draw the line. They’ll have their fun, but she’ll survive. She may have a few scars to remind her of the night, but there’ll be no serious harm done. Now you need to leave here, unless you want to join in, of course?”
I shuddered, “No, I’m going.” I turned and left Jane to her torture. I made my way back the way I’d come, and soon arrived at the room where granddad was having his fun with Carol. I peered ‘round the door. Carol looked unhappy still. Her face was screwed up in discomfort, tears escaping from her eyes and rolling slowly down her face. Granddad had his cock buried deep in her bottom and as I watched he slowly with drew it completely, then re-inserted it, driving slowly in up to the hilt. Carol moaned unhappily.
“Didn’t you enjoy that then?” He giggled, “No matter, you weren’t supposed to really! When I’ve had a chance to fuck your dyke arse some more, you’re going to suck my cock until I shoot my load, and you’re going to swallow it, yes?” She nodded slowly, then put her head down.
I’d seen enough. I made my way back to the party, where I was accosted by a group of five black men, all of whom had a play with my breasts. One then lifted my skirt and began to stroke my bum, gradually slipping a finger between my cheeks, pressing on my back door. He put his head close to my ear, “This is nice, isn’t it, girlie. You take it up the arse then?” I nodded. “Let’s have a look at you then.” He grinned and unfastened my zip, letting it fall to the floor. There were comments from all five of them as they examined my naked pussy.
My undresser then said, “Looks like you could do with having that filled. Why don’t you go and get us all a beer, and we’ll have some fun? I nodded again, then set off for the kitchen. Wherever I went I encountered men who wanted to feel my breasts, pinch my nipples or push their fingers into my pussy or my bottom. One drunken white man saw me and roared with laughter, then pushed me into a corner and forced his hand between my legs. He spread my pussy lips with his fingers, then slowly pushed a beer bottle into me. I shuddered as the cold smoothness touched my inner lips.
“Fuck it, bitch! Fuck that bottle like you mean it.! I took hold of the bottle and began to rock my hips back and forth, simulating sex for his pleasure. He stood back and watched, grinning all the time. Finally, he removed it from me, then made me drink its’ contents, sniggering all the time. He laughed in delight as he watched me drink, then sent me back to the kitchen for another beer for him. Only then was I allowed to return to my five friends. They greeted me with cheers and snatched the beers from me, one of them stroking my nipples, another patted me on my bottom.
There were fewer people in the main party room now. I hadn’t seen Neil or Alan for some time. On sofas and chairs around the large room groups and couples were entertaining themselves in various ways. There was no sign of Jane, of Carol. I wondered how much they were enjoying themselves.
One of the five put his beer down then drew me to him. He stood behind me and hugged me close into his body. He began to cup and stroke my breasts, then slipped a hand between my legs and stroked my pussy lips. I arched my back to allow him easier access, pushing my hips forward and opening my legs. He grunted happily, “You ready for some, then, girlie?” I nodded.
He sat back on a sofa, opening his trousers as he did so. He indicated his flaccid cock, saying, “Get to work then, darlin’.” I knelt between his thighs and began to suck and lick, making as much of a show if it as I could. There were murmurings of approval from some of the men around me, and the cock in my mouth stiffened rapidly. “Come on then darlin’, climb aboard!” He giggled.
I straddled his stiff member and lowered myself onto it. I shuddered as I sank down onto him, then let out a contented sigh as I felt his wiry pubes tickling my pussy lips. I rocked my hips, feeling him deep inside me. He grunted happily, and reached out to play with my breasts. My nipples had received so much attention during the evening they were extremely sensitive. They responded at once as he started to circle them with his finger, stiffening visibly. I leaned forward and placed my hands on his shoulders, steadying myself, then began to bounce my hips up and down, driving him deep into me with each stroke. He grabbed both my breasts, running his thumbs over my nipples. I looked down to see his dark shaft contrasting so sharply with the white skin of my pussy lips, and then I started to climax.
It wasn’t a sudden, crashing orgasm such as I’d had on other occasions, this was more of a slow burn. A crescendo of pleasure which began gently deep within me, and gradually increased. I felt it build and build, I began to lose control of my breathing, feeling it quicken suddenly. I heard myself gasp and groan as the waves of pleasure took over. I was in heaven as I drove my hips down onto his lovely black cock, feeling him stroking my breasts. I closed my eyes and gave myself over to the sheer delight, and then opened them again sharply as I felt another hand caress my belly and drop to my pussy. I looked ‘round frantically to see a strange black man grinning at me, “Try this out sweetheart.” He grinned, then began to stroke my clit. For a moment I was unable to move. The waves of sheer ecstasy which coursed through my body rendered me immobile, and then I collapsed, a crying, shrieking, wailing mass of pleasure. The sensations seemed to go on for ever, and if anything were intensified as I felt my lover empty his balls into me.
The next thing I knew I was lying on the floor, surrounded by men who were laughing, grinning, joking and above all applauding! “Shit! Now that’s what you call an orgasm!” One of them said. More laughter.
“Let’s give her some more.” Another voice suggested. There was a chorus of agreement, and then I was picked up then placed over another stiff, black cock and lowered down onto it. This one was thicker than the last and stretched me more. I groaned as it penetrated me, and then strong hands took hold of my legs and under my arms and slowly lifted me up. I shuddered as I felt the cock slide up my hot tunnel.
When there was just the tip left inside me I was driven down hard onto it again, forcing it up me to the hilt. I opened my eyes in shock as the sensations ran through me. I felt my eyes open wide and my mouth gaped open but I was unable to speak. I heard laughter around me, and hands stroked my breasts and nipples, making me gasp with pleasure. They repeated the joke several more times, lifting me up then forcing me down roughly onto the fat cock in my pussy.
There was a general air of laughter around me, they were having fun. After a time they stopped driving me down onto the cock, the man beneath me started to rock his hips smoothly, causing a new range of sensations in my sensitive pussy. I started to rock in rhythm, putting my hands on my lovers’ shoulders again to steady myself. Hands still casually ran across my breasts, occasionally pulling gently on my swollen nipples. And then I felt a finger run down between the cheeks of my bottom, over my tight little hole. It lingered, circling, teasing. I groaned. The finger was removed, then replaced moments later, this time with a lubricant. It slipped into me easily, and I shuddered, the men watching grunted their approval. It started to mirror the rhythm of the cock in my pussy, slipping into my bowels effortlessly.
I sighed contentedly as warm waves of pleasure bathed me. I felt the blunt head of a cock nudge at my bottom and relaxed, waiting for the moment it penetrated me. It slid slowly into my bowels, gently pushing in as deep as it could, and then I had two of them in me, pistoning away as I gave myself over to the sheer, delicious pleasure.
I’d closed my eyes to enjoy the pleasure, but opened them when I felt something nudging against my face. A large, black cock was being pushed towards me. With a gasp I turned my head and took it into my mouth. I sucked on it urgently, the men around me making comments about me as I did so. “This one can’t get enough black cock, look at her, she fucking loves it.” “She’ll get all she wants and more tonight, won’t she?” More laughter. I swirled my tongue over the head of the cock in my mouth.
The cock in my pussy twitched, then I felt the warmth of it’s jism inside me. My lover lay back gasping for breath and there was a cry of pleasure from behind me. I felt the cock in my bottom start to come, and then he pulled out of me, spraying his hot jism over my back. I shuddered as I felt the hot splashes hit my skin. The man I was sucking obviously liked what he saw as he began to shoot in my mouth, then pulled out and covered my face with a copious amount of gooey come.
I was in the middle of a large group of men, mostly black but some white too. They were enjoying watching me being serviced. Whenever a cock in my pussy came I was lifted up briefly, then a new lover would take his place and I would be lowered onto a new hot, stiff shaft. I was made to work hard to pleasure them. If I stopped to rest for more than a second or two I was punished with a stinging slap to my bottom, my breasts or my face. The men having me, or watching made vivid, obscene comments about my body. “Look at the little teacher take that cock up her arse. Jesus! She fucking loves it!”, “Listen to her yelp when I give her tits a pull, such a laugh.” The men shafting my bottom or my mouth frequently emptied their balls over my back or my face, causing laughter among the watching men and prompting further comments. “Give it to her good, boys. Show the little bitch a good time!”, “Her bald little cunt won’t know what’s hit it when we’ve finished with it!”, more laughter.
For long periods of time I was aware only of the cocks buried in me. When one climaxed it was quickly replaced with another. I was in a constant state of pleasure, almost a long, continuous orgasm. From time to time hands would slap my bottom to giggles of approval from the men watching, other hands would play with my breasts or tease my clit, and I simply lay back and let it happen, feeling deliciously dirty.
At some point I was left alone. I lay back on a sofa, relishing the warm glow of pleasure covering my body. All I could taste was semen and my face was covered with the stuff. I simply lay face down on the sofa and waited for the pleasure sensations to subside. After a while I stood up, a little unsteadily, and shuddered as I felt the jism of all those men running over my skin. I wiped my face with the back of my hand, then took off my blouse, which was soaked with more semen. I wiped away as much as I could, then looked around me as I massaged the rest into my skin. Very few people were in the main party room now, but I did see Carol, standing on her own in a corner, still with her vest and stars and stripes knickers. I threw my come soaked blouse into the corner and walked, stark naked over to her. She smiled when she saw me.
“Are you ok?” She asked, a concerned look on her face.
I smiled back at her, “Never better, why do you ask?”
“Well, it’s just that all your clothes are gone, and I saw what they all did to you just now, and it looked awful.”
“Actually, it was rather nice! How about you, are you ok?”
“I suppose so. Some horrible old man took me to one of the rooms earlier. He made me undress, then I had to do awful things. I had to suck him, and he lay on top of me to do it, and kept pushing his cock to the back of my throat. And he smelled awful, just awful. Then he put his cock in my pussy and went at me like that for ages, and all the time he was calling me horrible names. Then he started doing nasty things to my bum. He pushed his fingers up there, and pulled it apart, and then he forced his cock up me and made me suck it afterwards. And then he came in my mouth, and there was just gallons of it, loads of it. I spilled some down my front and he made me rub it in. He was particularly insistent that I rub it into my nipple ring, you know, Bonny’s ring. Dirty old bastard.”
I nodded in sympathy. “And was that it for you?”
“Oh no.” She groaned. After that there was a group of four black guys. They made me suck each of them off, but before I did.” She looked around to make sure no one else could hear, “Before I did, I had to lick their arses.” She whispered the last. “God! It was so fucking gross! And then there was this middle aged white guy. He thought it was funny to make me do myself with a beer bottle! He made me lay in front of him and do myself with a beer bottle until I came. And I had to tell him all the things I like Bonny to do to me, and all the things I do to her. And then he wanted to know how old I’d been when I lost my virginity, and who to, and who was the first woman I’d slept with, the whole bloody lot. All the time he had this other girl sucking his cock, and when he came he pulled out of her mouth and shot his stuff over me, then made her lick it off. Just awful!”
“Carol, I need a drink. Would you like one?”
“Are we allowed?”
“I don’t bloody well care, come on.” I made my way to the kitchen, followed closely by Carol. We were groped a few times as we moved through the house, but otherwise we were untroubled. Once in the kitchen I rinsed my mouth with water and spat into the sink, before pouring a large vodka for each of us and handing a glass to Carol.
“Well, have you learned your ‘lesson’ do you think?”
She giggled, “Well, I know I don’t like dirty old men, or dirty black men, or dirty middle aged men, so that’s been worth finding out, hasn’t it?”
We both laughed.
“How about you. I never did find out why you were here.” She said.
“Curiosity, I suppose. I’m moving away from the area soon. This is a kind of ‘sowing my wild oats’ sort of a thing.”
We finished our drinks and started back towards the main room.
As we entered the main room I could see that something of a crowd had gathered. Someone was moving around within a circle of guests and girls. Carol and I moved closer to see. I caught my breath, it was Jane, but she was a shadow of her former self.
Globules of semen could be seen in her hair, which was a tangled mess. Her face was streaked with tears, snot, make up and more semen. The word ‘pig’ had been written across her forehead in red ink. Her white uniform blouse was heavily stained with semen, and what I presumed from the colour and the smell to be urine. Her breasts were covered in angry welts and spring clips had been placed on her nipples. They had shaved off her neat pubic bush, and again written ‘pig’ across her bald mound.
She was carrying a tray of drinks, which she was offering to the guests. As she paused before each man she said, “I’m an ugly, dirty fuck pig sir. Please have a drink.” Each man took a drink and then turned and ignored her. As she made her way ‘round the circle I caught a glimpse of her bottom. Red welts now ran from just above her knees to the small of her back. A trail of blood, semen and faeces ran down the back of her legs, and she looked highly unsteady on her feet.
As she tottered ‘round, one of her tormentors called to her, “Hey, officer, one of the guys needs your assistance.” He laughed, as did his companions. She carefully put down her tray of drinks, then tottered over to where the young black man stood. “How can I help you sir.” She asked politely, making her tormentors giggle.
“Well it’s like this, constable.” He began with a laugh, his voice loud enough to draw the attention of even the most drunken guest. “I’ve been drinking beer and fucking you all night, isn’t that right?”
“That is correct sir.”
“I’ve fucked your mouth, I’ve fucked your cunt and I’ve fucked your arse, isn’t that right?”
“Yes sir.” She said quietly.
“And I’ve given you a good seeing to with the cane, isn’t that a fact?”
“Yes sir.”
“And why is that, constable?”
“Because I’m a dirty, lying, corrupt bitch who needs to be taught a lesson, sir.” She mumbled, her head dropping.
“But now I find that I have a problem, and need the assistance of a female police officer.”
“How can I help you sir?”
He swayed, drunkenly and reached out a hand to steady himself, grasping her breast and making her gasp with pain.
“Well, it’s like this, officer. I need a piss, and I can’t be arsed to go all the way to the toilet. What I need is a nice warm female police officer’s mouth to piss in. Can you help me?”
“Certainly sir.” She said quietly, then sank sadly to her knees. There were grins on the faces of many of the men around her, enjoying her humiliation. She knelt there for a moment looking up at him. He rolled his eyes theatrically, then said, “You don’t expect me to get it out for you, do you? I mean, what do we pay our taxes for?” A ripple of laughter ran ‘round the room as she began to fumble with his zip. Finally, she managed to get his trousers open, then reached inside with trembling fingers and brought out his flaccid cock. She took his organ into her mouth and a moment later began to swallow rapidly as he emptied his bladder into her. He sighed loudly, then smiled contentedly at the guests around him. “I’ve always said that the British police are the best in the world!” he announced, to more laughs.
She coughed and spluttered, some of his urine running down her chin and onto her shirt. Finally, he had finished, and she gently put his cock back into his trousers and fastened them up again. She stood up, shakily. “Will that be all sir?” She enquired.
“Thank you officer. I have no further use for you.” He grinned. She turned to walk away from him and he swatted her bottom playfully. I saw her face contort in agony and her knees almost gave way. She steadied herself, then tottered over to the corner and leant against the wall, exhausted.
I felt a hand on my bottom and looked around. It was Neil, grinning happily. “Had a good time?”
“Yes, but poor old Jane there hasn’t, has she?”
He shrugged, “Too bad.” He yawned. We think it’s time to go, come on.”
“I can’t. I can’t leave her in that state.”
“Don’t worry, she’ll be fine.” I looked around to see Leroy standing nearby.
“She doesn’t look fine to me.”
“No. But the guys have had their fun with her now. That was the final scene. She knows it, look.” I glanced over to see Jane now covered by a bathrobe, and sipping from a large glass. She was being looked after by one of the other girls. She wailed with pain as the clips were removed from her nipples, allowing the blood to flow back into them and restoring feeling, then she was drinking deeply again from the glass in her hand.
“She always gets the worst of it, every time.” Leroy said, “But she always comes back for more.”
“She told me she didn’t have a choice.” I said.
“Well, that may be true. But anyway, she’ll be ok, Angela there will see to that. The brandy she’s drunk will have taken some of the pain away. See?, she looks better already.”
As I glanced over again Jane was being helped from the room. As she walked past us she looked up at me and nodded. “I told you you’d be ok, didn’t I?” She smiled at me, her voice weak and husky, then left, leaning on the other girl.
As we made our way to the door I was handed a sheet which I wrapped around myself, then Alan, Neil and I made our way to the car. Granddad, I was told, had left earlier. “While you were centre stage.” Neil commented.
“You enjoyed yourself then?” Alan asked.
“It was certainly memorable!” I grinned. They laughed, I settled back into the car seat, feeling exhaustion wash over me. I yawned and then felt sleep begin to take me.
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