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Maggie briefly stared at her reflection in the mirror. She hated her flat, wide nose. Mike said it made her look like a cute little shi-tzu terrier, but she had her doubts. If you told her at sixteen that she would be earning her tuition money thanks to her skinny, narrow hips, flat ass, and a pair of tits that barely filled an "A" cup, Maggie would have laughed. In fact, at that age she would have been disgusted by the very thought of blowing strangers for a fistful of dollar bills in private, let alone having it recorded on a camera.
But here she was sitting on a porcelain throne in the luxury suite of a Bangkok hotel. All paid for by blowing Japanese salary-men in Tokyo and lonely computer geeks in the USA. She had put some toilet paper in the bowl before she sat down to urinate. She didn't want to wake Mike or Molly. Concentrating for a moment, she relaxed as she voided her bladder in one long violent rush. The warm torrent of water leaving her bladder warmed and moistened her long labia minora and felt good as it splashed down into the bowl. She gently stroked them, as warm urine flowed past her fingertips, and then licked the bitter droplets off her fingers as a few last splashes of piss spurted out of her vagina. If they weren’t cleaning up with the whole barely-legal look, Maggie would have gone out right now to get those lovely, dangling, inner lips pierced.
***
Maggie's own introduction to the joys of womanhood had been a lot more taxing than what Molly went through. Maggie hadn't kissed a boy, let alone touched her kitty to pleasure herself, until she was eighteen. She had just finished her first semester at university, and had just started dating one of the chess clubs geeks. Things had progressed quickly, but Maggie was still hesitant about giving up her cherry to her first real boyfriend.
It happened when he invited her over to his parent’s house. They had gone away for the weekend, so they would have the house all to themselves. They'd been playing video games on the couch in the rec room for about an hour that evening before they started making out. It felt nice, but Maggie wasn't sure if Leon was the one. He was kind of small and pimply, with a penis to match, and was still more of a boy than a man. It had started off pleasantly enough, all groping and fumbling and wet kisses as they thrashed about on the couch, but matters took a turn for the worse quickly.
Leon had her pinned down on the couch. What had started out as a heavy make-out session had evolved into something much more unpleasant, and he had ignored her pleas to stop. They had been french-kissing, but he had managed to get his hands under Maggie's black sports bra, and had pulled up her v-neck t-shirt so he could paw and suck on her ta-tas. Maggie did like the feel of a wet tongue on her nipples, so she let Leon have his way. He slurped away on her chocolate colored titties like a new born infant at its mother’s breast. It felt good, and made her kitty tingle with a desire she hadn’t known before.
When he tried to finger Maggie's pussy, she started to feel uncomfortable. He'd done it before, and it felt all right - pretty good actually - but once her pants got unbuttoned, it was hard to get him to stop. Tonight her panties were now down around her knees, and her corduroy pants were around her ankles. It wasn't so bad at first. He fingered her hairy cunt and rubbed her clit, which made her wet, but Maggie wanted him to stop. He wouldn't, and she was no longer in a position where she could fight him off easily.
Leon was trying to spread her legs wider, but she was able to squirm away from his attempts to slip it in. However, Maggie couldn't break free of his embrace. He stopped struggling with her for a moment, and resumed rubbing and fingering her cunny. For some reason, her labia minora were a source of fascination to him. Her inner lips were longer than her outer lips, and the one time she had looked at her pussy in the mirror, the sight had grossed her out. They dangled about an inch or two past her plump lips, and gave her vagina an oyster like appearance. Pulling on them elicited a sharp gasp from her. Sometimes she thought his fascination with her pussy harbored a secret resentment of the treasure she possessed.
The inner lips were slick with her juices, and kept slipping from the tips of his fingers as he pulled on them. When he got tired of this game, he began to finger her cunt. At first he only slipped his index finger, but he became bolder, as he always did and started slipping more fingers inside her cunny. It hurt, and she could feel her vagina struggle to accommodate his probing digits. Two or three fingers weren't so bad, and she was used to it by now, but four hurt like hell. It felt like bony little eels wriggling inside her, his sharp nails scraping against the walls of her womb. After a few minutes of this, she was able to push his hand away. Unfortunately, this action had the unfortunate consequence of giving Leon the idea of inserting his soiled fingers into her mouth. She sucked on his fingers automatically, without thinking, and felt revolted by her unthinking submission.
Leon renewed his assault on her virginity. His skinny, boney hips were now between her slender thighs, and he was rubbing his penis against her slit. Despite her tenseness, the impromptu finger bang earlier had loosened her up to the point where her pussy was ready for his member. Maggie's defloration wasn't very gentle. Leon held the base of his cock steady while he forced his cock into her slit. It was slow, but when the head finally popped it in, it surprised both of them for a moment, as if they hadn’t realized what would happen if they went down this path.
Tears rolled down her face as she pleaded with him to stop, but it didn't do her any good. Leon’s pecker was quite small, but it still hurt quite a bit, especially when all the man cared about was his pleasure, and not hers. She tried to push him off, but even though he was a small for a guy, he was still bigger than her. Her eyes were puffy from all the crying she had done, but the tears kept rolling down her cheeks.
“Please, don’t come in me.”
If he heard her, he gave no indication that he would honor his request. He just kept forcing his cock inch by inch into her battered womb. This was so humiliating. Maggie didn’t share her parent’s traditional values, but still, she had thought her first time would be special. At the very least it would be done on a bed, and not on a couch like some dumb fourteen year old slut. They struggled for a little bit, but Leon was inside her now, and was steadily gaining ground and leverage as he pushed inside her tight pussy. Once Leon had forced his cock into her cunt, he paused for a moment, and then started thrusting. Maggie had stopped struggling, and tried to find her happy place while Leon had his way with her.
Finding that happy place wasn’t easy. It felt like he had stabbed her in the belly with a knife. Leon tried to kiss her, but she turned her face away. The rejection of his half-assed attempt at affection didn't deter him in the least. Leon continued plowing her, and Maggie's sex throbbed with pain. Since she was evading all his attempts to kiss her, he leaned down and chewed on her tits. His teeth hurt her nipples and she cried out in agony. Leon soon tired of this game, and focused his attention on demolishing her maidenhead. Her vagina hurt so much, but it was mercifully brief. Leon came quickly after rutting inside her for a few minutes. What took only fifteen minutes for Leon to accomplish lasted an agonizing eternity for Maggie.
Leon’s seed mingled with her blood and trickled down her thighs as he lay on top of her panting from the exertion. She just wanted to push him off, but it never came to that. He rolled off her, pulled up his pants, and wandered off to the fridge to steal some beer from his parents. Hot tears rolled down her cheeks as she lay there on the couch. She felt so used, as if she were nothing more than a fleshy sock he could jack off into. She’d never imagined that the slang term for vagina – gash – could have so much resonance.
***
The flow slowed down to a trickle and dried up. Maggie stared blankly at the tiles in the enormous shower stall for a few moments, and then absentmindedly folded a few squares of toilet paper together. She wiped her damp crotch and watched as the soiled toilet paper fluttered down to the bowl. After flushing the toilet, she walked back to the bedroom and the comfortable little love nest the trio had created.
***
The first time she had anal sex was infinitely better, and was much less prosaic than the humiliating date rape that had robbed her of her virginity on the couch. It happened a few months after she had hooked up with Molly and Mike, and kicked off the start of Maggie's career as a hooker for Mike. The gamine looks that Maggie and Molly had been blessed with were extremely popular with all kinds of clients. Molly's first unofficial client was going to be an unusual one. In fact, it was not one client, but two.
These clients would repay her, or rather them, with services and not cash. Mike was a skinny, small guy, and wasn't very intimidating. Which is why Brandon and William acted as drivers for the girls. Brandon and William were perfect for the job. They were body-builders and mixed martial arts enthusiasts, so if there was trouble with a client, they could take care of it. They were also gay, which meant no romantic entanglements with the girls. However, while true love might not have been a possibility, it didn't mean that the girls couldn’t scratch an itch that William had.
Although William loved Brandon, and they had a relatively monogamous relationship, he had what he liked to call, his "skater-punk ass rape fantasy". Basically, as Brandon explained it to Molly, and later on to Maggie, it involved Brandon and William tag-teaming a "hot piece of ass" that was definitely legal, but looked barely legal or, even better for Williams' fantasy, looked and felt very illegal.
Curiously enough, quite a few straight guys usually had a similar fantasy when they booked Molly or Maggie. The clients would "force" the girls to blow them or butt-fuck them, and take great pains to avoid touching their tits or fingering their cunts. Neither girl had any idea that androgyny could pay so well, or could be so much fun, at least when two sensitive gay body-builders were involved.
***
The set-up was fairly simple. Maggie didn't have to do much in the way of preparation. No make-up or fussing over her hair, and Mike told her that for this one she wouldn’t need to get waxed. After this date though he had made an appointment to get her hairy muff waxed. All she had to do was wear the clothing Brandon had picked out for her. The baggy jeans hung down past her skinny hips, and her boxers were clearly visible. She sized herself up in the mirror. The over-sized retro thrash metal t-shirt was very comfortable, and Maggie made a mental note to ask Brandon if she could keep it. It would make a pretty cool pajama top. The foam trucker cap didn't quite look right, but when Maggie turned it around backwards, the look fell into place. She definitely looked like a sexy little bitch, albeit a boyish one. This was it. She hoped the boys liked it.
She walked out into the living room where the boys were waiting for her. They were sipping some beer wearing nothing except their tighty-whiteys, and watching gay porn on their giant plasma screen television. Maggie was impressed by the size of their bronzed pectoral muscles and biceps. William had a star tattooed on each of his forearms, and Brandon had barbed wire circling around his right bicep. Both men had pierced their nipples with thick, brushed, titanium rings. Off in the corner next to the television, a digital camera had been set up to record the action. They looked up, and Maggie held her breath for a moment, nervously waiting for their reaction. She was rewarded with an enormous grin from William.
"Hey there handsome, want a beer?"
Her hand rose up reflexively to cover her mouth as she giggled girlishly at the cheesiness of the scenario. Maggie instantly regretted it. Breaking character was definitely not cool. She forced herself to relax, and tried to get back into the role by summoning up her best nonchalant attitude. Furrowing her brow, she mentally geared up to deepen her voice a little bit before responding.
"Whatever."
It sounded a little forced, but William looked pleased with her acting. He got off the couch, and circled around her, sizing her up like a dog eying a bone. Slipping a beer into her hand, his other hand goosed her tight little bum, making Maggie squeal with shock. Trying to relax, Maggie opened the can with one hand and took a tentative sip. The bitter taste wasn’t her particular cup of tea, but she soldiered on in an effort to preserve the illusion. It was hard to relax as William ran his hands up and down her body. He studiously avoided getting to close to her cunt, and stroked the pubic hair above her vagina. She was pretty hairy for an asian girl, and though she didn’t know it, her pubes were unusual for an Asian, as they were curly, and not straight. When he realized how flat her chest was, he kept tweaking and pinching her nipples when he wasn't rubbing his hand up and down her butt-crack. The touching was rough and forceful, but for some reason it made Maggie’s pussy feel oh so juicy.
Maggie loved her skinny, geeky guys, especially if they were tall, but even if they were short like Mike, but being in the presence of such masculine bodies was igniting some sort of primal desire buried deep within her womb. Brandon sat on the couch, focused on the gay porn while all William enjoyed his foreplay.. His cock was out, and he was fisting the shaft while he watched the action unfold onscreen. William's advances had gotten much more amorous. Maggie pulled away from him when he started kissing her neck. It was hard to fight her impulse to just roll with it and submit to this beautiful piece of man, but after having discussed it with Brandon, Maggie knew it would be better to resist for as long as possible. It was becoming very hard to do that.
Brandon was still fisting his cock, but had moved over to the camera to check the angle. When he was satisfied with what he saw, he walked over to the coffee table, picked up a condom wrapper, and proceeded to roll it over his ginormous cut cock. William started pushing Molly over to the couch, and she feigned resistance. A shove winded her briefly, as her torso slammed into the arm of the couch. This was a lot more rough than she thought it would be, and panic set in as William yanked her jeans and boxers down.
Maggie tried to get up, but a firm and gentle hand kept her down. She started to panic. William was pretty rough, and she was afraid of what he might do to her ass. When she realized that William had moved in front of her she began to calm down. Brandon was going to be the one to pop her ass cherry. Mike and Molly had been warming her up for weeks with tongues, fingers, and butt-plugs that kept gradually increasing in size. The vibrator Molly had brought out once when it was just the two girls at home alone was a lot of fun. This was one cherry she was looking forward to losing. Now it was time for the show. William had started things off quickly, and had already peeled off his y-fronts. Fisting his big cock a few inches in front of her adorable, flat little nose, he muttered something, and then jammed his cock into her mouth. The tip hit the front of her teeth, but Maggie quickly opened her mouth, allowing him to shove his cock down her throat. Gagging, she struggled to accommodate his impressive girth as saliva started to drip off her chin and onto the couch cushions.
“You like that punk?”
“Urghhl.”
Thrusting in and out for a few minutes, she tentatively moved a hand up to his shaft and put her fingers around it. He didn’t make a move to push her hand away, so she started fisting it, and tonguing the head. Her sharp little tongue probed the entrance of his pee-hole, but after that preliminary bit of foreplay, she fisted his cock as her head bobbed up and down on his member. A grunt indicated that she had found a satisfactory rhythm. This was the easy part. The next bit coming up was going to be a little more difficult. Maggie could feel Brandon’s fingers gently massaging her anal crease.
The tube of KY made a farting sound, and a few seconds later, Maggie felt the cool gel being massaged gently on her asshole. Brandon was very gentle, and his fingertip probed her tight little poop-hole, teasing it with gentle feints. Slowly he forced his fingertip half-way into her dirt-pipe and moved it in and out. Maggie tried to relax, and gradually he got his finger deeper inside her special bathroom place. After a little bit of light stimulation, he removed his finger, and squirted more gel onto her butthole and his fingers, repeating the process with more fingers and a little bit more force. Maggie was relaxed now, and was enjoying the anal foreplay. Moaning around William’s cock, she thrust her bony little rump against Brandon’s fingers, desiring deeper anal stimulation.
Pulling his fingers out of her ass, Maggie moaned with frustration, but that sound quickly turned into one of delight as she felt Brandon’s member pressing up against the entrance to her dumper. The moans had the perverse effect of stimulating William, and he laced his fingers around her head and jabbed his cock down her throat, choking her and making her struggle for breath. She was able to push him back a bit with her hands, and resumed her control of the pace of the blow-job. She was relieved that Brandon was the one who would break her in, as his member was somewhat smaller than William’s impressive cock.
Brandon took his time with her. He slowly pushed the tip of his head past her sphincter muscle, and once he was inside, he paused for a moment to allow Maggie to adjust to the increased pressure in her ass. She moaned around the cock in her mouth and pushed back gently against his cock when she was ready for more. Slowly, he began to push his cock deeper inside her dirt-pipe. It felt pretty good being filled up, and Maggie groaned with pleasure. Like Brandon, Mike had a thick cock, and the sensation of being filled up drove Maggie wild.
Once Brandon was balls deep inside her, he began to slowly move his cock in and out of her, increasing the speed and force of his thrusts to the time of her moans. Soon he was pounding away at her sphincter ruthlessly, but she didn’t care. It felt so good and she wanted more. Caught up in the passion of the moment she had stopped sucking William’s cock as Brandon banged away at her ass, and screeched like a wildcat when he shoved it violently up her butt a few times and blew his load.
She could feel him softening inside her, and she pushed her rump against his groin, burning with unfulfilled desire. As soon as it had started, it was over, and his dick came out of her ass with a pop. When she looked up, William was squatting on his haunches in front of her face, and fisting his cock. He had put a condom on but he had something else in mind before he got started on the main event. He grabbed her by the hair, shoved his fingers roughly in her mouth to get her to open it, and then spat in it.
Although Brandon had walked her through what would happen next before she came over to visit, Williams request still came as a repulsive shock.
“Before I pound your boy-pussy, you are going to swallow every last drop of his jizz.”
Grabbing her by the hair, he slapped her across the face. It stung, but wasn’t so hard that it would leave a mark. Maggie mewled and accepted the condom that he held out to her. It smelled horrible and was streaked with lube and feces. Holding it in her hands, she paused for a moment, and after inhaling deeply through her mouth tipped the contents of the condom into her mouth and swallowed. William grinned and patted her condescendingly on the head.
“Attaboy. We’re almost done.”
This was it. Maggie had been prepped by Brandon, and now she had to get William off. He moved behind her, and she could feel his cock rubbing between her butt-cheeks. He didn’t take his time like Brandon. After he lined up his dick with her poop-chute, he rammed it in. It didn’t hurt as much as she thought it would. Brandon had done a good job of making her hole bigger. William was a lot more brutal, but after riding her ass vigorously for a few minutes he blew his baby batter into the condom. After he had finished his business inside her, William chilled out a bit, and sounded apologetic when he made his next request.
“If you could squat down on the floor, and do a few things for some pictures I’d appreciate it.”
After being butt-fucked by two gay dudes who were pretending she was an under-age skater dude, Maggie didn’t think any further requests were going to be all that unreasonable. They had her sit down on the floor with her pants down around her knees, and her knees pressed against her chest. The loose fabric of the baggy jeans concealed her cunt, but enough flesh was showing to imply that someone had pulled down her pants and anally violated her. William stood above her with his flaccid cock, looking down on her as she suckled on it, as Brandon took still pictures for posterity. William then held up the condom with his seed inside it.
“Could you drink this?”
Maggie held it up in the air and licked the tip as Brandon took pics. The lube on the condom had a greasy taste, and most of the fecal matter was on the side of the condom. Biting off the tip of the condom, she let the semen drip into her mouth, forming a small pool. Following William’s directions, she held her mouth open while Brandon snapped more pictures, then closed her mouth, swallowed the cock snot, and then opened it to show what a well-trained little slut she was.
“Now guess what we’re going to do.”
“Watersports?”
“Watersports. But I want to piss in your mouth.”
Without missing a beat she opened her mouth. Mike was quite the little pervert, and had already pissed on her in the shower, and she enjoyed holding his pecker while he took a leak. A couple of times, instead of watching him shake it dry, she’d bent down and let the last few drops dribble into her mouth, so William’s request didn’t seem all that unreasonable. After all, she had just sucked his man-goo out of a condom streaked with lube and her shit. Piss was sterile.
Standing over her face, he closed his eyes and concentrated for a few moments, trying to relax. The first burst of urine came out as a quick shot, splashing Maggie on the face, and another spurt missed her head entirely and splattered on her chest. The slightly yellow water began to flow, and William adjusted his aim up her neck and into her open mouth. Letting the urine flow into her mouth, Maggie gargled with it briefly, and then began to chug it down as he pissed into her mouth. She couldn’t keep up with the flow, and some of the urine spilled out of her mouth soaking her t-shirt. When William was finished, he shook his cock over her hair, and dangled his johnson over Maggie’s mouth. Like a baby bird taking a worm from its mother’s mouth, Maggie leaned up and sucked the last few drops out of his cock while Brandon took still pictures.
***
When she got out of the shower, the boys were still naked and watching the footage they had taken of her on the big plasma screen television. Wearing nothing but a towel wrapped around her torso, Maggie stood by the coffee table and shifted her weight from foot to foot, with one hand planted on her hip. She licked her lips flirtatiously. All this sex and no orgasm made her feel like a little nymph, and she was determined to get off before she left their apartment.
“So you guys are like gay?”
William smiled at her.
“We’re both as queer as a three dollar bill.”
Maggie whipped off her towel, wiggled her hips seductively, cupped her itty bitty boobs, pinched her nipples and pulled her breasts forward. Putting on a show felt so good, and made her pussy wet, even if her audience wasn’t popping a boner while she did so. That was the whole point of the exercise. It was a perverse tribute to her sexiness that she could get the guys off while looking like a boy, but was feminine enough not to provoke an erection when she was all woman.
“You mean this doesn’t turn you on.”
Brandon laughed. It was friendly, and non-threatening. Even though she knew what he was going to say next, Maggie didn’t mind it. It made her feel more confident, and it was exactly what she wanted to hear.
“You’re a beautiful woman, and a hot teen-age boy, but I get off on the latter and not the former. Sorry.”
Maggie gave him her most winning smile.
“That’s okay. You don’t mind if I hang out for awhile?”
“No, please, stay as long as you want.”
“You don’t mind it if I’m naked.”
Brandon and William looked at other and then shrugged.
“Yeah, sure, whatever.”
Maggie sat down on the couch, and watched the action unfold on the screen. It was difficult to watch herself getting sodomized, even if she was an eager participant in the game. She felt self-conscious. Getting up, she moved over and plunked her bare ass on Brandon’s lap. For some reason she felt closer to him, almost as if he understood what she felt when he penetrated her, even though he was most definitely all man and not a woman by any stretch of the imagination. Grinding her ass against his flaccid cock made her feel good, and she turned around and looked Brandon straight in the eye.
“You mean that doesn’t turn you on?”
“Nope. Sorry. Now that you’re most definitely all woman, he won’t stand at attention.”
“Do you mind if I try some other things?”
“Be my guest.”
A man who didn’t want to fuck her, even though she was naked, intrigued Maggie. She had never really had a situation where she could experiment, but on her own terms. Mike was a considerate lover, but a heterosexual man nevertheless, and if she ground her crotch in his lap, she’d quickly get thrown on her back and filled up with that wonderful wide dick. These gay men had some interesting possibilities.
Maggie turned around so that she was facing Brandon and adjusted his cock so that it lying on his stomach, holding it there with her hand. Squatting over him with her back facing Brandon, Maggie moved her cunt over his big flaccid dick and started rubbing her pussy over it, and rubbed her small titties against his beefy pecs.
“Does this get your dick hard?”
“Nope.”
He grinned. They both knew the answer before he said it. His impressive member was still as limp as a noodle. Her tight cunny was so wet, and she was starting to feel really horny. It didn’t matter. She liked touching a man, and best of all, she had as much time as she wanted to do what she liked. William was watching the television and fisting his cock. It gave Maggie an idea.
“Can I watch you do Brandon while I jill off?”
The boys looked stunned, but as they thought about it, a sly look came over Brandon’s face. William arched his eyebrows at him, and they both knew they liked Maggie’s idea.
“An audience would be cool…”
The boys got busy. William pounded Brandon from behind on the living floor. Maggie understood why Brandon was such a considerate lover. From the way the boys were going at it, William probably never had anything much bigger than a small butt-plug up his ass. She stroked her flower while the boys had their fun, and rubbed her little nubbin as she watched William bugger Brandon’s tight little backside. When she was finished, she looked down and realized she had made a mess on their couch. The sight of her snail trail made her feel like a nasty little nymph, and hornier than when she first started watching the boys.
Licking her musky girl goo off the leather upholstery felt strangely satisfying. Her time spent with Molly, becoming familiar with Maggie’s body and juices made her feel less self-conscious about her own secretions. When she was done, she licked William’s asshole and fingered her little button while he porked Brandon. She could feel his asshole clench up when he was ready to blow his load in Brandon’s bum, and shortly thereafter all three climaxed in a chorus of groans and moans.
It was a beautiful moment.
***
Maggie crawled into bed, spooned Mike and fell asleep. A sudden movement from Molly on the other side startled him out of sleep. He’d been dreaming about Janet for some reason. It was true what people said about never really forgetting your first…
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