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This is the right way to meet your grandpa&rsq…

This is the right way to meet your grandpa’s friends, whore.

Your sister is a great cock sucker, you know i…

Your sister is a great cock sucker, you know it?

Yeah, use my stupid sister as your cumdump, sh…

Yeah, use my stupid sister as your cumdump, she is not useful for nothing more.

Your wife really tried hard not to get fired.

Your wife really tried hard not to get fired.

A good whore enjoying her reward

A good whore enjoying her reward

Talia was what we referred to as a “Ball Girl….

Talia was what we referred to as a “Ball Girl.” She made sure that the team always had plenty of balls ready to go during practice and games. She kept score for us, too and other things. But the real reason we called them Ball Girls was that they always kept our balls drained. 

Talia was the best Ball Girl we’d ever had. She liked for us to tie her up and gag her in the locker room. Then we would wait in line for our turn to unload our balls into Talia’s cunt. Honestly, I learned quickly that I wanted to be at the end of the line, because the more Talia got fucked and the more cum that was dumped inside of her, the sluttier she looked and felt. Her pussy felt better and better as guy after guy fucked her open and dropped loads in her. 

She took her job as Ball Girl seriously, and I think that was what we loved best about her. She was willing to suck and fuck all of our cocks, and she didn’t play favorites. She just sucked and fucked whatever cock was in front of her, whoever was in need. She let us tie her up, clamp her nipples, and smack her around. She let it get as rough as we wanted it to be, understanding that when we lost we needed a place to unload our anger and resentment. 

We probably took her for granted while she was around, but after she graduated we never found another Ball Girl quite like her. Talia was special. Talia had been happy being our whipping post, and our cum post too. I would always remember how she let us all dump in her, like a fucking slut. It was so sexy, and honestly I miss those days. It was nice having a team cum dumpster. 

slut-problems: I’d watched them working on the…

slut-problems:

I’d watched them working on the house all week, and honestly they were all fucking hot with their jeans, work boots and tool belts. I wanted to fuck all of them, but I would have settled for just one of them. The hottest one was named Mike and he was the head contractor. He was always asking me to walk around the site and approve of things, but I was mainly just approving of his fine ass as I followed him around, nodding my head in agreement with whatever he said. 

I masturbated a lot that week, excusing myself to my bedroom and whipping out my vibrator. I didn’t hold back the screams as I came while I thought about fucking every single one of those construction workers. I walked out of my room after a particularly intense masturbation session to see Mike standing right outside of my door. Next to him was Mitch, his right-hand man. 

“I’m so sorry, Miss Webb. We were looking for you and we were just about to knock.” I smiled coyly. 

“So I’m guessing you probably heard all of that?” I might have been screaming, “Oh Mike, fuck me! Fuck me!” and I blushed as I thought about all of the other things I’d said. I had been busted! 

“Yes, but we are absolute professionals. We will never speak another word about it,” he assured me. 

“What if I want you to speak a word about it?” I taunted him. “And maybe you too,” I said to Mitch. 

“We are here to do a construction job, Miss Webb. That’s what we are doing. We aren’t trying to interfere with your, um, personal business…” he trailed off, unable to put what he was saying into words. 

“Come in here,” I ordered them. “I was thinking of putting a new room addition in here as well,” I lied. “What do you guys think about here? Oh, close the door Mitch! I don’t like the air to escape from my room.” I was stalling now, trying to find a way to get both of their cocks. 

“A room addition here?” Mike said, puzzled. 

“Yeah, you don’t think it would work?” I asked. “How about a blow job instead then?” I asked him. 

“Miss Webb! That’s highly inappropriate!” Mike said. Thats when I let my little sundress drop to the ground, baring my naked body to him. 

“Are you sure?” I asked him, raising my eyebrow at him. “Mitch?” I gave Mitch my best slut smile. Mitch began to unbuckle his pants and next thing I knew Mike was getting his cock out as well. I began to suck first Mike, then Mitch, then back to Mike, then Mitch. I was in construction worker heaven! I sucked both of their cocks until they were painting my face with their cum. I had never felt more slutty and I was having the best time. 

The rest of the week was more of the same, except from that point on they all just took turns coming into my room and letting me suck their cocks for them and I even fucked some of them that were interested. Still, Mike remained my favorite. He used me the most of all. He came early in the morning to dump a load in one of my holes and he stayed late each night so he could finish each evening by dumping another load in me. 

They gave me a lot of discounts on their work, but to be honest, I just kept adding more and more work to the job. In total they were working on my house for almost nine months. I guess most customers were probably happy when Mike and his crew finished a job for them. Not me, though. I was devastated that I was losing my fuck crew. I actually considered buying a new house just so I could have them do some more work for me. I was that desperate to continue being their little cum slut. 

slut-problems: I grew up hating men for being …

slut-problems:

I grew up hating men for being misogynists. Thats why I chose to fuck women over men. I told myself that I was a lesbian because I hated them that much and I didn’t want their cocks and their horrible, sadistic minds anywhere near me. I did it to protect myself and I encouraged lots of other women to do the same. I made sure that I was always surrounded by women, that I always ate pussy, but deep down I knew I was living a lie. Deep down, I longed for cocks and lots of them. 

I hadn’t told anyone about my secret, that I secretly wanted to be gang fucked by a bunch of men. I imagined their cocks all using me at the same time, treating me like shit as they used my pussy, ass and mouth to get off in. I don’t know why I was craving it so much, but I was and I needed a way to solve my problem. 

The solution came to me one night after I had dropped my girlfriend safely off at her house. I was driving around when I saw a handmade sign taped to a stop sign. It said, “Sex Party” and it had an arrow pointing to the left. I turned left, not sure what I would find. I found another sign and then another and I followed them until I reached the house. I could tell that there was a party going on there,  as laser lights were shooting out from the back yard and there were cars parked heavily all over the street, some of them not even legally. I found a parking spot and I took a deep breath before I went to the door and knocked. 

“Who are you?” The guy at the door said. 

“I’m just a girl looking for some fun,” I said and he looked me over. 

“Come in, then,” he said as he opened the door wider for my entrance. 

“Thanks,” I said and I walked through the party to find that there weren’t too many women here. It was mostly a sausage fest and the girls that were there didn’t look like they were doing anything sexual. For a sex party, it was pretty tame. I was a bit disappointed until I saw the group of guys in the spa. They looked like fun and so I walked over to them and I chatted them up. 

“I’m a lesbian,” I told them.

“Why the fuck would a lesbian come to a sex party like this?” one of the guys asked. 

“I don’t know. I guess I was curious about what straight people do. I’ve never actually had sex with a man, but sometimes I wonder what it would be like.” 

“I think you should have sex with six guys,” one of the guys said as he literally took his finger and counted the six men that were in the spa.

“You wish,” I said, laughing. Fucking six guys had never occurred to me, but I couldn’t deny that my pussy was having some ideas. I could feel myself getting wet and I could feel the wetness soaking through my leggings. I wondered if they could see that. 

“I think it’s time for us to get out, don’t you agree?” one of the guys said and they all got out of the spa and I could see their manly bodies. How had I never noticed how sexy men could be? They were all very toned, like they all worked out. I must have been gawking because one of the guys gave me a sensual look. 

“You like what you see, lesbian? You want to try this cock? Huh?” I took a step back from him but when he turned and I saw that he had his hard cock out I kind of freaked out. 

“Oh my God!” I exclaimed, mostly in shock at seeing an actual penis for the first time in real life. I had never actually had one this close to me and I reached out with two fingers and touched it, as if touching it harder might break it. 

“Wow, you haven’t ever touched a cock before, have you lesbian?” he asked me. 

“No.” 

“Here, give me your hand,” he said and he guided my hand onto his cock and he showed me how to stroke it. Normally I would have run away, screaming, but tonight was different. Tonight I was going to try this. I stroked his cock for him and he smiled with approval. 

“Now try sucking it,” he commanded me and he grabbed me gently by the head and pushed me down toward his cock. I looked at his cock and the tip looked like it had a little eye on it. It was staring at me expectantly and so I took a deep breath and told myself that I could do this. I could suck a cock. I could. I put it in my mouth and it was odd. It was fleshy, soft, and hard all at the same time. I tried my best to take it deep in my throat, but I found that it was more difficult than I had anticipated. 

I hadn’t noticed, but all of the guys that had been in the spa were surrounding me now. They were closing me in from all sides and they all had their cocks out. Before I knew it I was having a blow job gang bang. I was taking one cock in my mouth after another. They did their best to coach me and I noticed that the harder I sucked on their cocks, the faster they came. I got a lot of cum in my mouth, which was disgusting at first, but by the time I swallowed the fourth or fifth load I was used to the bitterness. 

“Let’s fuck her next,” one of the guys said. 

“Wait! I don’t want to get fucked! This blow job stuff is cool but I’m not sure if I want a cock up in my pussy!” I began to stand up, but one of the men pushed me down. 

“You didn’t come here to give some blow jobs, lesbian. You came here to take some cock and we’re going to help you out for your own good.” They collectively grabbed me and pulled me inside to the master bedroom of the house. Cocks were shoved into my pussy, ass and mouth, and I’d like to say that I fought as hard as I could, but I didn’t. I put up a bit of a fight, but it was more for show than anything. I wanted them to think that they were taking from me. I wanted to see the level of misogyny that they would bring to the table. I was pleasantly surprised to find that I was right about men all along. They are all misogynist pigs. The problem is, that I seemed to actually like this quality in men. 

They took turns raping me for the remainder of the night, and I came and came on their cocks. I came much more intensely than I had ever cum with another woman, which left me confused and afraid. Was I still a lesbian if I had liked getting gang raped by a bunch of sexist pigs? What was wrong with me, anyway? I didn’t know how I would tell my girlfriend about this, and so I decided I wouldn’t. The guys did tell me that their little sex party takes place once a month, on the first Saturday of the month and that I should come back anytime. I limped out of that party, barely able to walk to my car, barely able to sit on the drive home. They had brutalized me and I hated them for it. So why was I already planning to go back next month?

I couldn’t wait to get away from my fiancé for…

I couldn’t wait to get away from my fiancé for a bit so I could have a little fun. I wasn’t quite ready to settle down completely, and luckily my fiancé understood that about me and he let me fuck other guys when I needed it. I checked into my hotel and I waited for my fuck buddy to arrive as I sipped straight from the bottle of vodka I’d brought with me. I smoked some herb while I waited, and when he arrived I immediately dropped to my knees and gave him the kind of blowjob that told him how much I’d missed him. We fucked almost all night, and fell asleep in one another’s arms. 

In the morning my fiancé wanted all the details and so I sent him a few pictures I’d taken from the sex I’d had the night before. I knew it turned him on to see the evidence that I’d been a slut. He was the first guy that had truly understood me and my need to be a slut and fuck other cocks. That was why we were engaged. I needed a man like him in my life, one that could encourage my slut behavior instead of hating me for it. I had a low tolerance for jealousy and bullshit. Having been a slut all my life, I’d dealt with plenty of jealousy. 

My fuck buddy and I headed to the festival, taking shit tons of drugs as we arrived and slipped inside. There were bodies everywhere and it was like a slut dream come true. My fuck buddy and I danced our way from one stage to another, stopping only for him to push the tiny g-string I was wearing to the side so he could stick his cock in me. I was wearing a long shirt as a dress, but it didn’t really cover much. I wanted everyone to see my ass. I wanted everyone to see what a slut I was. 

We fucked right there in the open, where anyone could see. Plenty of people were staring as I bounced on his cock, and I even invited a couple of other hot guys to join in. Before I knew it they were ganging up on me, fucking me in the ass and pussy at the same time. I took cock after cock in DP as my fuck buddy tried his best to manage the crowd of guys who wanted a turn. My fuck buddy was awesome about it. He wasn’t jealous. Instead, he pulled out his camera and took lots of photos and video of me getting gang banged in the middle of the festival. 

“Hey!” A security guard came over to us and told us we couldn’t have sex here and we would be asked to leave if we didn’t stop. We nodded and moved to the next stage where we did it all over again. 

Later that night my fuck buddy and I lay exhausted on the hotel bed, our bodies sticky with sweat. We were coming down from the drugs, but that didn’t stop us from having another fuck, this time on a bed. He fucked me hard in doggy style and it felt so good to cum again on his cock. I thought about my fiancé all alone at home and I hoped he didn’t miss me too much. I still missed him, even though I was having fun. I sent him a text that said I loved him and then I fell into a deep sleep. 

The next day, we did it all again. We got high as kites and made our way back through the crowds. I was dressed even sluttier that the day before. I wore a tiny, little tube top that barely stayed up when I danced, and a tiny skirt that barely covered my ass with no panties at all. I felt hands grabbing at my ass as I walked through the crowd, and before I knew it I was getting fucked on the dance floor again. A line began to form, and my fuck buddy was trying to manage it, making sure people were still respecting me, even though I was acting like the kind of slut who didn’t deserve respect. I didn’t use condoms. I was too high to think of details like that. I didn’t tell guys they had to pull out either, so by the time the day was done I was filled with so many loads of cum that my pussy smelled like a sewer.

“Damn, your pussy smells good,” my fuck buddy told me as we entered the hotel room. “I can smell it from here. You’re such a fucking slut. It’s so fucking hot,” he leaned in and kissed me and I watched in horror as he kissed down my belly and stuck his head under my skirt. I tried to pull away but he stopped me. 

“Stop. Let me taste it. I just want to taste it,” he begged me. 

“No, it’s gross. All those guys came in me,” I tried to stop him. I tried to explain, but he shushed me and he stuck his tongue into my pussy and began to eat it. He made noises of contentment as I watched in awe. I couldn’t believe that there were men out there that appreciated a slut like me this much. I wondered where they had been my whole life. It seemed like as soon as I accepted myself as a slut, that I began to attract the kind of men that loved sluts like me. 

He fucked me nice and hard for a few more hours, until my pussy was raw and tired and I fell into a fitful sleep. By the time I woke up, it was time to check out and I kissed my fuck buddy good-bye and headed back to my fiancé. I couldn’t wait to see him. I was so tired from the festival and all of the fucking that I just wanted to be cuddled and held close. I just wanted to be loved, and I knew the only man that could make me feel that way was my fiancé. I needed him so fucking much. I wasn’t sure if I should tell him everything that happened. I loved him so much and I wasn’t sure if what I had done would be too much for him or not. So I decided just to tell him about the sex I’d had with my fuck buddy, since I’d sent him pictures of that. I would leave out the sex I’d had at the festival. I wasn’t sure if he could handle DPs, gang bangs and sewer pussy yet. I wasn’t ready to lose him over it either. 

“You know what this makes you. Don’t you?” Dar…

“You know what this makes you. Don’t you?” Darius asked me, and I knew. I would have answered him, it’s just that I was a bit busy. There was a cock in each one of my three holes, and I knew this made me a slut. I had known I was a slut before that day, but that was the day that sealed the deal in my mind. I couldn’t believe how I ached for sex all the time, how I couldn’t say no to it. 

I found myself offering up my body to any and every man that I thought would want to fuck me. I liked older men, and younger guys. I didn’t really care as long as they had a cock for me to fuck. I didn’t really discriminate. To me a cock was a cock. It didn’t really matter who it was attached to. I’d always had my cocks one at a time up until the day I met Darius. I was at the beach watching a reggae band when he had come up behind me and put his hand on the small of my back. 

I instantly knew that he wanted to fuck me and I let him head me down a small street to a small beach house that was just off the main drag. 

“Want to come up and meet my friends? We’ve been waiting for a girl like you.” 

“A girl like me? What’s that supposed to mean?” I had asked. 

“A girl who knows what she wants. You do know what you want, don’t you?” he had asked, and I did know and so I told him my intensions. 

“I want sex. With as many dicks as possible,” I told him earnestly. 

“I knew you were the right girl,” he said to me and he took me by the hand and led me to the steps where my fate awaited me. I followed him inside where he introduced his two friends. 

“You’re so young,” one of them said. 

“You like young pussy?” I retorted, knowing what to say to get them all going. I began to remove my clothing so they could get a look at my body. I was relatively thin, and my breasts weren’t big, but I had nice nipples. 

“God yes,” the man said and I let them close in around me. I loved the feeling of all of their older, male bodies against mine. Their chest hair was course, and their cocks were shaved smooth. I let them decide how they wanted to use me. I started by taking turns blowing each of them, when they realized that I would go for more. 

“I’ve always wanted to be air tight,” I confessed to them. 

“No fucking way!” one of the guys shook his head in disbelief. 

“What?” I asked. “I do. Will you guys help me?” I begged them. 

“I can’t believe this is happening,” the man said, but Darius reminded them that I was a lady and that I should get my wish. Darius took my ass, and one of the men took my pussy. The third man fucked my face and I let them use me like that as I came harder than I’d ever imagined I could cum. One orgasm ran into another and my voice was starting to give out from all the screaming. I had never cum this much or this intensely, and I could tell they were all about to lose it. I screamed again as my holes worked together to cum in synchrony. I could taste the cum spraying into my mouth and I could feel the other two cocks about to erupt inside of me. 

The guy in my mouth pulled out, letting my screams run free. They filled the room as I came harder and harder, taking both of the cocks inside of me along for the ride. I knew they were both cumming by the way they braced themselves, gripping onto my neck, ass and hair. There were hands everywhere, as their cum filled my holes and I tried my best to catch my breath. 

“You know what this makes you. Don’t you?” Darius asked me again. And I knew what I was in that moment. 

“Yeah. It makes me a little slut!” I said with a joy and satisfaction that most women would never know. 

“You’re most definitely a hot, little slut,” Darius agreed. 

“I love it!” I sighed. “So tell me when you’re ready to go again, guys!” They all looked pretty spent, but I was full of energy. I jumped up and began to slowly dance, hoping to entice their cocks for another round. I had just cum my ass off and I couldn’t wait to do it again. I wasn’t going to be fucking guys one at a time anymore. No, way. From now on I would fucking them in groups. Maybe even bigger than this. I couldn’t wait!

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