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 Chapter 15

   "What an asshole, my pussy's worth more than thirty or forty bucks,
isn't it?" Stacy asked.  "Hey, cab driver, how much would you pay to fuck
my pussy?"

   "Miss, are you asking a serious question?" the man behind the wheel
asked.  Eyeing the two girls, they looked like they were barely in their
teens, but they also looked and smelled like they just mopped up a whore
house.

   "In your current condition, maybe fifty bucks.  Cleaned up, we'd have to
see, likely more," he replied.  "Why, you offering?"

   "I never turn down a dick, especially if he's willing to pay," Stacy
added.

   "Stacy, haven't you had enough today already?" Olivia asked.

   "Had enough?  Coming from you, that's funny.  How many guys have you
fucked in the last week?  Two hundred?  Three hundred?" Stacy joked.

   But underneath the joke, there seemed to be a tone that Olivia had never
heard come from her best friend before.  Was it the expectation that she'd
be making money for her fucking and was disappointed at the total?  Stacy
had fucked tons of guys for fun and for free, and never batted an eye at
it. Now that she was doing it for money and drugs, she suddenly felt her
pussy had a price tag on it?  And a high one at that too!

   Grabbing her baggy of coke, Stacy scooped up a little with her
fingernail and sniffed it up her nose.  Her pussy was sore and she was
coming down hard from her afternoon gang-bang and needed a little
pick-me-up.  "Want some Liv?"

   "Sure, why not," she replied and imitated her friend's method by
snorting some up off her fingernail.

   "You girls better not be doing drugs in my cab!  I'll throw your asses
out of here and good luck getting home safely in this part of town!" he
shouted as he glared through the rear view mirror.

   "Sorry, won't happen again," Olivia replied glancing over at her friend;
stifling a giggle at the same time.  Stacy had the same goofy expression on
her face as the humor of the moment faded and the drugs kicked in.  It
wasn't much of a hit, but it felt good just the same.

   Pulling into the driveway, Olivia couldn't wait to get into the shower
and get cleaned up.  The last thing she wanted was for Reed to see her
caked in dried cum.  It was everywhere, clumps in her hair, white flakes
plastered all over her skin; it itched and pulled at her skin like glue.

   Stacy made a deal with the cabbie to pay for their fare and to cover a
ride home in exchange for a quick fuck.  Both girls dashed inside for a
quick shower, Olivia on the main floor, Stacy in the basement shower.

   The hot water felt great as it washed away the day's activities.  Olivia
stood with her eyes closed and let the water cascade down her back, its
searing heat felt amazing as it peeled off the layers of cum that had dried
on her golden skin.  "I could stay in here forever," she thought as she let
her mind drift away while the rivulets of water flowed all over her.

   The hot water made her piercings a little tender, but overall, it was
one of the most pleasant parts of her day so far.  "I wonder what Reed
wants to do tonight?" she thought as she finished soaping up her body,
making sure she gave her pussy and asshole a good scrubbing.

   Her boobs really had grown more she realized as she lathered the soap
around them, feeling their new larger shape, bumping her new diamond studs
in the process.  The studs made her nipples almost permanently erect which
did nothing to still her overactive libido.  Even after their busy
afternoon, she still had a hunger for more sex and the accompanying
orgasms. "That coke really gives me awesome orgasms," she thought as she
finished rinsing off the soap and relished the steamy water as it returned
her body to its pristine state, ready to be soiled again.

   Wrapping a towel around her torso, Olivia wasn't entirely surprised to
hear the sound of sex coming from the living room as she spied Stacy
"paying" the cab driver for his services.  Stacy was fresh from the shower
herself and surely there would be a wet body print on the sofa after she
was done.  "That girl will fuck anyone, anytime," Olivia thought as she
headed for her room and dropped the towel in front of her mirror.  "Damn I
do look hot with these diamond studs," she said aloud, twisting and turning
her body, checking her figure out from all angles.

   Her tits were getting pretty fucking big as she hefted one in each hand,
and heavy too!  She knew it was from the pills Dr.  Sanders had given her
and obviously they were the same hormone pills Stacy was taking, but the
question remaining was, "Do I stop taking them, or keep going and see just
how big and beautiful they get?" Thinking back to her mother's tits and how
huge and beautiful they looked when she was in the bathtub after the beach
house orgy, Olivia was at a crossroads.  They were spectacular as they
were, and she loved them, but how much bigger would they get and would she
be happy with what she had if she knew she could keep taking the pills and
get to be as big as her mother?

   It was only a two week supply she started with, and if she doubled them
up as her mother suggested, she'd be done them in another day or two.  What
harm could another day or two do?  It's not like they'd balloon up past
DD's in that short a time could they?  It was hard for her to think beyond
the urges her hormone driven mind controlled.  The simple things that
should have been going through her mind were: "What will my other friends
think when school returns and I come back as a gigantic-titted slut?  What
if I get pregnant from fucking all these guys?  What if I get hooked on
this cocaine and what will I do to kick it?" None of these things
registered at the moment, as she gazed at her reflection in the mirror. 
The only thing that registered was sex, how good she looked and how it
would help her get all the sex she needed to keep her body happy.  She also
thought about her good she looked naked and how it would keep her stocked
with the drugs her body was increasingly craving."Speaking of craving," she
thought, maybe now is a good time for a little snort.

   Searching through her closet for the sweater within which she hid her
stash, Olivia pulled out the magic powder and poured a little out onto her
nightstand.  A cut-up drinking straw did the trick as the powder hit her
sinuses.  "Fuck that feels amazing," she whispered aloud as her body
suddenly felt alive again, her neurons firing as the drugs hit her brain.
The tiredness that her shower was unable to wash away, was quickly fading
as the cocaine worked its magic.  Hugging her arms across her chest as the
warmth worked its way through her, Olivia's hands rubbed against her
nipples sending sparks shooting straight down to her pussy.  Her body was
calling to her again, and it needed attention.  The pills and the drugs
would give it to her, give her the massive orgasms that fed her sexual
addiction.

   "The pills!" Olivia remembered she hadn't had her pills yet this
evening. Striding out naked from her room, Olivia floated down the hallway
in her high condition and headed into the kitchen and popped open the lid
of her bottle of pills, there was five left.  "Aw fuck it," she said as she
popped the last five pills into her mouth and grabbed a bottle of water
from the fridge and washed them down.  That made nine pills for the day,
nearly as many in one day as she'd had since Dr.  Sanders had given them to
her.  "I wonder what that's going to do for me?" she laughed as she
imagined waking up in the morning with tits as big as basketballs.  She
giggled at the thought as she grabbed onto her large mammaries and gave her
nipples a pinch.  "Fuck yeah, that's what I need," she moaned as the sparks
from her nipples fired off the familiar twinges she had learned to live
for.

   Turning to head for her room and her collection of sex toys to scratch
her itch, Olivia noticed a note her mother had left a note on the table.

   "Don't forget to eat something!  Love, Mom."

   Funny, the drugs had pretty much killed her appetite since all she'd had
to eat since breakfast was ten or twenty loads of man cum and she wasn't
even feeling very hungry.  Grabbing a bowl of cereal, Olivia wandered back
out into the living room and watched as the cabbie finished shooting his
load into Stacy's pussy.

   Olivia sat down on the love seat cross-legged and watched as the cabbie
climbed up off her best friend, pulling his wilting cock from her bald
beaver.

   "Wow, your tits are amazing.  Can I give `em a feel?"

   "Yeah, I guess," Olivia replied as she spooned in another bite of
cereal.

   Standing behind her, he leaned over and gently grabbed onto each of her
breasts.  His rough and calloused hands were actually quite gentle as he
massaged her thick breast tissue, his fingers avoiding teasing the nipples
directly.  Olivia leaned back as he worked his hands around her breasts,
their sensitivity magnified by the big dose of hormones and coke as she
sighed at his touch.

   "Oh yeah, that feels so nice," Olivia purred as the hands of the
anonymous man worked her into a frenzy.  His fingers were suddenly on her
nipples, rolling the diamond studs back and forth as he pinched and
squeezed her sensitive nubs.  Rolling her head back, she could see the
man's soft cock at the same level as the back of her head.  Dropping her
cereal bowl to the floor, Olivia pushed her back up against the back of the
love seat, her head going over the back of the couch, her breasts and
nipples pointing up towards the ceiling.  Picking her feet up onto the
seat, Olivia continued pushing her body up and over the couch until her
head dipped backwards, her view completely inverted.

   Reaching out, Olivia grabbed onto the man's penis and pulled it towards
her waiting mouth while he continued to massage her breasts.  Suckling the
soft tool, Olivia could taste her friend's vaginal secretions coating his
manhood as she felt it stir to life.  The inverted position allowed her to
easily suck his growing length into the back of her mouth and into her
throat as it filled with blood.  Grabbing his hips, she encouraged him to
rock his hips forward and back, fucking his cock in and out of her throat,
all the while sparks were shooting from her tits as he toyed with her hard
nipples.  Her moans around his cock expressed her gratitude at his
manipulation of her tits.

   Picking up the pace, the cabbie thrust in and out, the outline of his
cock visible as it pressed into the throat of the beautiful blond girl
splayed out over the back of the couch.  He really wanted to fuck her sweet
looking pussy, but this was a throat fuck he'd likely never experience
again and was content to finish off down her gullet.  He watched as the
good looking brunette climbed off the other couch and approached the love
seat.

   Olivia was in her element as she felt the smooth skin sliding in and out
of her mouth, her tongue providing friction as the bulbous head poked in
and out of her throat.  She was skilled in the art of sucking cock and
sensed that she would be rewarded momentarily with the creamy prize.

   Olivia felt hands on her legs and knew Stacy was up to something.  The
hands pushed her legs far apart and lifted her hips into the air, her ripe
pussy spread wide.  The wet warmth was her first indication her friend had
latched her mouth onto her pussy.  Stacy's tongue bathed her pussy from top
to bottom as she settled into toying with her clitoris, and sucked gently
on her tender folds.  Olivia was already well on her way to cumming and now
she was going to blow big.  The tongue on her clit danced around and
around, sending intense feelings surging throughout her body as her orgasm
welled up ready to blast her with that which she had become an addict to.

   Her body surged as the orgasm ripped through her.  The moaning and
groaning emanating from her throat massaged the cabbie's cock into giving
up his load as shot after shot of ropey cum slid down her throat.  Her
tongue wrapping around the shaft of the cock as the pulsations slowed down.
Her lips applying a gentle seal as she sucked at the last drop from the tip
as he pulled his cock from her talented mouth.

   "That was fucking amazing," the cabbie huffed out as he dragged his
wilting cock across the blond girl's face, a slime trail beginning at the
edge of her mouth and ending up on her cheek followed his retreating cock.

   "I agree," said a male voice that Olivia instantly recognized.

   "Steve, what are you doing here?" Olivia asked as she rolled over and
spotted Reed's kid and the guy responsible for turning her into a
mega-slut. Katy was standing next to him, her jaw slightly ajar as she held
his hand.

   "Dad sent me over to give you a message since you weren't answering your
cell phone.  Now I know why.  He said for me to tell you to come over in
ten minutes."

   "Ok," Olivia said slumping back down onto the loveseat, wiping the
string of cum from her cheek.

   "I assume that's your cab out front," he said looking at the cabbie who
was rapidly stuffing his cock back into his pants.  "These girls are both
twelve so get out of here before I call the cops."

   "Holy shit!" he yelped as he busted for the door, running for his cab.

   "Well there goes my ride home," Stacy commented.

   "Ha, ha, that was hilarious.  Don't worry about it, Katy and I are going
over your house later anyway, you can tag along with us."

   "Cool."

   "So what have my two little sluts been up to since I last saw you a
couple days ago?  How many guys have ya fucked so far?" Steve asked as he
viewed the two girls.  Their nakedness was partially hidden by the back of
the love seat, although neither made a move to cover themselves up.

   "I don't know, since when?" Stacy asked as she crawled up from between
Olivia's legs into a seated position on the love seat.

   Apparently all of the cabbie's cum had dripped from her pussy onto the
hardwood floor and she assumed it was safe to sit down finally.  "We each
fucked like fifty guys today.  Yesterday, like maybe five for me.  What
about you Liv?"

   "I don't know, I didn't really count.  Like maybe ten I guess," Olivia
replied as she sat upright exposing her voluptuous breasts.

   "Wow, you girls have some glitter on your tits, lemme see," Steve said.

   Olivia thrust her chest out on command as Steve stepped up and grabbed
onto both of her nipples, giving them a squeeze eliciting a "mmmm" from the
girl.

   "Nice, and they're bigger too, I like it.  Still taking those hormone
pills?"

   "Yeah, actually I just took the last ones tonight," Olivia replied.

   "Ones?" Stacy inquired.  "You took more than one?"

   "Yeah, my mom still thinks they're anti-inflammatories, so she said it
was safe to start doubling them up, so I did even though we know they
aren't."

   "Cool, I'm gonna do that when I get home so my tits grow faster," Katy
said.

   "Me too," Stacy added.

   "Are you going to take more Olivia?  Those are beautiful and big, but I
bet they'd look awesome if you went bigger," Steve commented as he
continued fondling Olivia's breasts like it was a perfectly normal thing to
do.

   "I'm not sure, I'm up to a D-cup and I'm not sure I want to go any
bigger."

   "Fuck yeah, go bigger," Steve added.

   "They look hot, I hope mine get that big," Katy offered.

   Steve's fondling was sending sparks right down to Olivia's pussy, making
her realize that she needed a good fucking.  Which made her think of Reed
and that he wanted her to come over in ten minutes, which brought the
conversation to an end as she scurried off to her bedroom to get ready. 
From her bedroom Olivia shouted, "Did your dad say anything about what to
wear?"

   "Nope, but you know me, I like something slutty!" he shouted back.

   Olivia grabbed one of the new skirts she'd bought at the mall, one of
her new bra's and a tight t-shirt.  As she grabbed for a g-string, she
spotted her jar of meth cream realizing she hadn't used it since yesterday
morning.  "What the hell," she said as she scooped up two fingers worth and
jammed it into her slit.  Working the cream in, Olivia felt the surge from
the meth add to her still-present coke high.  "Whatever his plans are for
me, I'll be high as a kite doing it," she thought as she stepped into the
black g-string and slid the flimsy material up her toned thighs and snugged
it up against her slick pussy.

   Quickly throwing on her remaining clothing, Olivia blow dried her hair
and put on a fairly heavy application of makeup.  It was on the verge of
being too much and entering into the realm of "slutty" but not quite. 
Throwing on one of her new pairs of wedges to complete the outfit, Olivia
elevated her height by a good four inches and made her calves look high and
tight.  Glancing in her mirror, Olivia was pleased with how hot she looked
and hoped Reed would think the same.

   Waltzing into the living room Olivia asked, "How do I look?"

   "You look fucking hot!" said Stacy.

   "You're so beautiful," Katy said.

   Steve just whistled as he knew his honest answer would probably upset
his new "girlfriend" but truthfully, he wanted to drop the gorgeous blond
on the floor and fuck her until his cock fell off.  She was his dad's for
tonight but hopefully soon he could get back into that delicious cunt. 
It'd been three days since he last fucked her, three days too long.  At
least he could take solace in knowing he had created this super-slut and
that he could still have her anytime he wanted.

   "Don't forget we still have that bachelor party Alfred wants us to work
tonight," Stacy said as Olivia herded everyone for the door.

   "Oh shit yeah, I forgot."

   "No prob, just have your phone handy and tell Alfred where you need to
be picked up at."

   "My phone, oops," Olivia said as she hustled back to her room grabbing
her purse and her phone and as she did that, thought of her stash and went
a grabbed the little baggy of coke from her closet.  Dropping the small
baggy into her purse, Olivia noticed that she had used up a good portion of
what DeShawn had left for her.  "I hope I can get some more tonight from
Alfred," she thought as she scooted back towards the living room and
ushered the whole group outside before locking the door behind her.  Out
she went into the night for another night of fucking, her high-heeled
wedges making her travel slightly more difficult than the usual flat
sandals she liked to wear as her light skirt fluttered behind her.

   Crossing the driveway onto Reed's property, Olivia headed for the front
door as she watched Steve, Katy and Stacy head in the side door.  It had
only been a week since she had crossed that very threshold and entered into
her life of constant sex, thanks to Steve's blackmailing.  It was funny, at
first she had had been the victim, forced to have sex, and now here she was
seeking out her own gratification, fucking strangers for fun, for the
excitement of it, and now for money and drugs.  It was sad in a way that
she had gone down this path willingly.

   She hadn't been forced to make this choice, it was her own, and here she
was excited at the prospect of what her neighbor, who was old enough to be
her father, might have planned for her.

   The strange and bizarre world of sex she had experienced had brought new
revelations and new levels of pleasure she hadn't thought possible.  Every
act, every new partner had brought with it a sense of discovery, something
new and exciting she hadn't felt before.

   Where there should have been regret and doubt, there was only a unique
desire to push the limits and she what she could accomplish next.

   The orgasms she lived for fueled her curiosity and her drive to continue
down this path.  Where it might lead she had no idea.  There had been no
penalty for her actions and her behavior.  It was a joy ride, and one she
wanted to keep riding as long as possible.

   Knocking on the front door, Olivia's thoughts had gotten her all worked
up at the possibilities that lay before her for this evening.  In the back
of her mind she wondered if popping all those hormone pills had been such a
good idea, but the idea was fleeting as the meth and coke still worked
through her body.

   "Hey beautiful, come on in.  We have a big evening planned and I have
some surprises for you.  Come on," Reed said as he whisked her inside and
straight down the hallway to his bedroom.  Her skirt fluttered up exposing
her golden thighs in his haste to get the evening started.

   "I've been a busy boy lately as you'll soon find out," he said as he
twirled her around and enveloped her in his strong arms, kissing her on the
lips passionately.  Olivia returned the kiss and wrapped her arms around
the big man as she felt butterflies in her stomach from the intimate
embrace.

   "We don't have a lot of time, we need to get to the party in about
twenty or thirty minutes and I want a few minutes of you to myself before
we go."

   "What party?" Olivia asked as Reed broke their embrace and gently pushed
her back towards the bed.

   "A graduation party for a friend of mine's son, you're the graduation
present."

   "Oh," was all she said like that was a normal thing to do, give away
your neighbor's pussy as a prize.

   "Alright lay back and lift your knees up and spread your legs
sweetheart, I have some work to do," Reed said as he watched the beauty
follow his instructions.  She was easily the sexiest thing he'd ever seen
and to watch her lying there like that on his bed was enough to make him
cum in his pants.  Her long golden hair spread out onto his bed from around
her head, her large breasts piled high atop her chest, heaving in time with
her breath, her silky thighs spread showing her supple ass cheeks, split by
a thin strip of cloth that covered what he knew to be the most gorgeous
little pussy he'd ever seen.  He so wanted to pile shot after shot of cum
into her depths, fill her up with cum until she flowed like a river.  He
couldn't explain it, maybe it was an instinctual male thing to want to
possess a female and pour your seed into her over and over again.  Either
way, he had been thinking about it constantly over the last two days, and
was the basis for the first part of his plan.

   Pulling the thin g-string aside, he was reminded of how sweet this
little pussy really was, with its golden tuft of hair on top of her mons,
the silky little down that surrounded her labia.  The labia minora were
still developing and were still hidden mostly by the surrounding majora. 
In time they would develop and would protrude and eventually give her that
womanly look, but right now, they were perfect just the way they were.

   Grabbing the flashlight and the necessary instruments, Reed went to
work.

   Olivia's head was swimming as Reed began playing with her pussy, he was
rubbing something cool and slippery around the entrance to her hole and
felt him sticking his fingers in there.  Then something hard which she
thought might have been that plastic tube again.

   She could feel the cool breeze on her inner tissues again as the hard
object pushed deeper into her vagina.  She had felt this before when he had
played with her cervix and then when he had put the snake into her.  That
had been really weird, but it had given her a tremendous orgasm which she
was really starting to crave.  Everything with Reed had been new and
ultimately rewarding as he had made her cum harder than anyone had been
able to achieve.  Not even the creepy old man from the porn shop had made
her cum as hard as Reed could.

   Olivia could feel something blunt pushing up against the back of her
pussy and knew he was playing with her womb again.  She felt the deep
pressure again as he was pushing something inside of her.  If not for the
drugs and her arousal, it might have been considered painful as the
pressure continued to build.  She looked up and he was deep in
concentration as he tinkered between her legs.  Suddenly the pressure was
gone and she could see him pulling the turkey baster out from between her
legs and grab a silver metal instrument and direct it at what she knew to
be her pussy.

   The pressure had returned again, only this time she could barely feel it
as she could hear Reed mumbling under his breath.  Whatever he was doing,
he seemed pretty pleased with himself as he stood up and gently pulled the
silver instrument and the thick round tube from her pussy.

   "Sweet, it looks like a thing of beauty," he said.

   "What does?"

   "Uh, it's a plug, of sorts."

   "A plug, for what?"

   "It'll keep the semen out of your uterus so you can't get pregnant."

   "I haven't had my period yet so I can't get pregnant."

   "Oh yeah, you're right," he agreed, although he knew it was a lie.  With
all the cum that was being dumped into her pussy these days, she'd get
knocked up the first time she ovulated he reasoned.  "This ought to do two
things to satisfy my perversion," he thought.  Reed had sought the help of
a friend who was an engineer and helped him create this little invention.
It was a tapered hollow silicone rubber tube with a flat head surrounding
the one end.  The opening was about half an inch wide and the flat head was
about an inch wide.  The tube itself was close to three inches long and had
little rubber feet along the outer sides, much like an anchor you'd use for
anchoring screws into drywall.

   He'd inserted it into her cervical opening which effectively would give
any semen shot into her vagina, a straight shot into her womb.  Her baby
maker would be bathed in every drop of cum shot into her pussy.  The length
of the tube would penetrate nearly to the end of her womb, effectively
trapping nearly as much semen as her womb could hold.  He assumed the
presence of the intruder would work like an IUD so even though she'd be
bathing the walls of her uterus in semen, it would prevent her from getting
pregnant too.  "A double bonus!" he thought.

   "Now, to give it a try," he said as he dropped his pants and fished out
his steely cock, the pre-cum had been leaking the whole time he'd been
playing with her pussy so it was lubed up and ready to go.

   Olivia watched as Reed directed his large cock at her pussy.  She had
grown an attachment to the man and his talented tool and had been thinking
about fucking him all day.  He somehow knew exactly what she needed and
right now, she needed a good hard fucking.  The soft head felt warm as it
brushed up against her folds, pressing into her softness.  Despite
engulfing cock after cock as little as an hour ago, none had filled her up
like this club was starting to do.  It split her open like few others as
she felt inch after inch slowly penetrate into her hungry depths.  "Oh
yeah, that's it, that's what I needed," she sighed as the big cock plumbed
her canal as deeply as she could handle.

   Reed pounded into the young girl's pussy with the eagerness that nearly
forty-eight hours of abstinence had produced.  Her pussy felt like a hot
velvet vice as it hugged his cock.  It was slick and hot and felt better
than any other pleasure he'd ever experienced in his life.  He could feel
the little silicone rubber plug bumping up against the tip of his cock with
every deep push.  He'd planned on sticking it into her pussy last night,
but was disappointed when he saw her come home with the big black guy. 
He'd been disappointed that she hadn't come home earlier, or alone, as he'd
really wanted to sink into her pleasure hole, but she had a life of her own
and after talking to the black guy once he'd woke him up, he'd found out
she was hooking for the guy's boss.  Apparently she really enjoyed doing it
too, so who was he to get in the way?

   He could feel the cum churning in his balls, itching to bust out as he
imagined it spilling into her womb directly from the tip of his cock.  The
moaning coming from the little hotty was getting him going too, she loved
getting fucked by his big cock and he knew it.  She certainly didn't seem
to have any inhibitions in either her vocal eruptions, or with her actions
as her fingernails dug deeply into his ass cheeks pulling as hard as she
could with every forward thrust.  His thoughts about cumming directly into
her womb overloaded his urge to hold out to prolong the pleasure, as he
felt the seed start to fire down the length of his nine inch cock.

   Pressing his cock-head up against the rubber opening, Reed felt a
torrent of cum blast from the tip of his cock as shot after shot fired down
the length of the tube directly into Olivia's waiting uterus, coating her
most precious place with his potent seed.  Forty-eight hours of pent up cum
lashed out sinking into her baby-maker.

   "Babe, I just love fucking your sweet body," he said as the last pulses
of his ejaculating cock expanded her snug tube.  "We need to roll," he said
as he pulled his manhood from her silken hole and slid her g-string back
into place over her pink slit.

   Olivia piled into the passenger seat of Reed's car as he drove over to
the party he mentioned they would be going to.  He only drove a few short
blocks and a confused look appeared on her face as they pulled into a
driveway she recognized.  "Reed, I know this house, one of the boys I go to
school with lives here!"

   "I wondered about that but don't worry, I'm already ahead of you," he
said as he pulled out a beautiful painted mask and handed it over.  The
mask was of a woman's face and it was painted to look very realistic. 
"Nobody will know who it is they're having sex with.  It was commonly done
by royalty for hundreds of years, so that the rich old married broads could
have fun without anyone finding out.  Put it on and let's go."

   Olivia's head was spinning, so many things were going through her head
at that moment, "Am I really going to have to fuck one of my schoolmates?
The same guy who nearly raped me on the floor in the hallway at the mall,
what if he figures out it's me, even with the mask on?" Adding to the
confusion was why her crotch wasn't soaked through and through with Reed's
cum.  Any girl who's pulled her underwear on right after getting cummed
into, knows it's just a matter of time before you end up with a soggy
crotch.  "Didn't Reed cum in me?  I thought he did, it seemed like it
anyway." Whatever the answer, she didn't have much time to ponder it as
Reed led her up the drive to the door and into the house of the boy Jake,
who'd nearly raped her the day before at the mall.

   The house was packed with teenage boys, Olivia knew Jake had an older
brother in high school and it looked like it was mostly his friends, but
she recognized boys that went to her school too.  She was going to get
fucked by her schoolmates and hopefully, no one would know it but her.  It
was actually kind of sexy as she thought about it.  She'd have intimate
knowledge of her schoolmates and she'd be the only one who would know it.

   As Reed led the way into the boisterous and crowded living room, a voice
shouted out, "Hey Reed, over here!" Olivia felt Reed's strong hand grasp
hers and lead her through the throng towards the middle of the room.  A
hush fell over the room as the boys took notice of the girl with the killer
body and the mask over her face.

   "What's with the mask?" Jake's dad asked, eyeing her body from bottom to
top.

   "She's a few months shy of eighteen and we don't want anyone getting in
trouble with the law if you know what I mean," he replied.  "She fucks like
a minx though so I guarantee a little thing like wearing a mask won't be an
issue."

   "That kinda sucks but whatever.  Well let's get on with it.  How about a
striptease in front here and then we'll take her in back and let my boys
have a turn, then bring her out here and let the dogs loose on her."

   "Dogs?" Reed asked, his eyebrows raised at the comment.

   "The rest of the boys," he said waving his at the crowded room.  "Why
would she really do my dogs too?"

   "I don't have any idea, ask her," Reed said looking at the young beauty.

   Olivia shook her head emphatically as she realized what she was being
asked of her.

   "Too bad, I'd pay plenty extra for that.  Maybe some other time then,"
the man commented.

   Turning towards his oldest son he shouted, "Johnny, fire up the tunes,
your Graduation present is going to give us a little dance before you get
to bust her open.

   Olivia heard the music crank up load as she was pulled by the arm
through the crowd over to a beat up looking coffee table, littered with
beer bottles and rumpled up girlie magazines.  "This is Jake's home?  No
wonder he's the way he is," she thought.

   With one swipe, Jake's dad Larry cleared the table's contents onto the
floor.  "Get up there sweetheart and give us a show," Larry said as he
grabbed her naked butt cheek under her skirt.

   Whether it was the combination of the meth and the coke, or the nine
hormone pills she'd swallowed today, or the nervous anticipation of having
to fuck a house full of teenage boys, a significant number of them her
schoolmates, the hand on her ass felt electric and made her pussy instantly
gush.  Climbing up onto the table, Olivia looked around and saw every pair
of eyes in the room glued to her body.  There was a hunger in the stares
that she recognized, she'd seen it countless times before and it never
failed to ignite her own desires.

   The music was thumping as she started swaying to the music, trying to
find the beat over the cat calls and hoots from all the boys.  Memories of
the stripteases she'd performed on stage at Alfred's club came flooding
back as her body fell into a rhythm with the music.  It had been the same
way when she had danced for the guys at the beach house, they had cheered
her on and the lust in their eyes had been the biggest turn-on she had ever
felt.  A grin spread across her face as she recalled teasing the guys with
just a white t-shirt on over her bare breasts and then dousing herself with
cold water, her breasts plainly visible, the water crinkling up her
nipples. They had gone wild for that and their reaction had just turned her
on even more.

   She'd fucked every one of those beach guys, and loved it.  Tonight would
be no different as she gazed out through the mask at the lustful stares
focused on her and her alone.  The Queen was taking over as her moves
became more erotic, thrusting her chest out, her hands enveloping her full
breasts, her hips gyrating causing the thin material to flip up showing
some thigh.  The guys were loving every second of it, although the Queen
suddenly wished she'd worn something sluttier to wear and wished she could
take off the mask so the guys could appreciate her "total package".  She
could make do with what she had on and besides, once the clothes came off,
they'd lose their minds just like all the other guys had.

   Grabbing the hem of her t-shirt, Olivia slowly pulled her shirt up
revealing her flat tummy, lifting it until just the bottom of her bra
showed.  The guys went nuts as they started seeing some skin from the
shapely dancer.  Teasing the shirt up and down, Olivia heard the guys start
to chant "Take it off!  Take if off!", so with one swift move, pulled the
t-shirt up and over her tits, working the tight neck up and over her mask
and away from her long golden blond hair.

   The sheer black bra hid nothing and the shouts and cheers erupted as her
nipples and their adorned jewelry came into view.

   "Sweet!"

   "Fuckin'A!"

   On it went with her admirers oohhhing and ahhhing from all around the
room.  It was music to her ears as they worshiped her body, her sexuality,
her obvious fuck-ability.  From there, the rest of the show went rather
quickly as the Queen wanted to show off her charms and quickly stripped off
her bra, her skirt and g-string, and danced around completely naked on the
old coffee table.  She was in the zone and was drinking up their attention
like it was a drug as she used every trick she'd learned from the strip
club to tantalize the throng of young testosterone crazed teens.

   From the crowd, Jake stared at the hot body dancing before him and
wondered what this girl would look like without the mask.  Physically the
dancer reminded him of Olivia Hastings as he'd spent a fair amount of time
the day before fondling her tits and pussy.  This one's tits were a little
bigger and were pierced and therefore couldn't be Olivia's, and except for
the ring through her clit hood, the golden haired pussy looked just like
the one he'd barely sunk his cock into before getting busted by the mall
security.  Well, he didn't get a chance to fuck Olivia's pussy, but he knew
that he'd get a crack at this one tonight and he'd make up for yesterday's
embarrassment by fucking this one as hard and often as he could.  Still,
the long golden hair, the same pussy hair, the similarities were hard to
ignore.

   Larry watched as his thousand-dollar present for his sons, danced on his
coffee table.  The same table usually supported his porn magazine
collection and the hotties they offered, but this girl was the hottest
piece of ass he'd ever have on his coffee table, of that he was sure.  "Too
bad about the stupid mask though, kind of a waste of money if you can't see
the expression on her face when you slam your dick into her!" he thought.
"Fuck it, maybe I can fuck her up enough to get it off her," he reasoned as
he waded through the crowd and down the hall towards the bathroom. 
Grabbing a prescription bottle out of the medicine cabinet, he thought,
"This ought to do the trick."

   "Johnny, time to get your present!" he shouted at his son.

   "Awesome!  Thanks dad, this is the best present a guy could ever get,"
Johnny replied.

   "It's a family tradition, my dad did the same for me," he said as he
handed the glass of clear liquid to his son.  "Son, get her to drink this
down, maybe it'll help her forget about that stupid mask and we can get her
to lose it.  Besides, how is she going to suck a cock through the stupid
thing.  A hot little slut like that ought to be able to suck the chrome off
a bumper and with that mask in the way, that ain't gonna happen."

   "No problem dad, what is it?"

   "Vodka and a little something extra."

   "Give me a glass of vodka too, we'll do it as a shot so she won't be
suspicious."

   "Clever boy!"

   Olivia was in the middle of giving the guys a pussy shot when she felt a
hand on hers.  Turning around she was face to face with Jake's dad and he
was shouting in her ear that it was time to "entertain" his son.

   "Oh God, it's going to be Jake I just know it.  Oh well, it's not like I
haven't fucked hundreds of other guys without a care in the world.  Why is
it such a big deal that he's a schoolmate?" she wondered as she climbed
down off the table and felt the strong hand pull her through the crowd. 
Hands groped at her body as she was pulled from the room.  A hand from the
crowd grabbed one of her boobs and although it didn't seem like it had
grabbed it with too much force, it sure hurt.  Olivia realized as she
received further gropes that her boobs were really tender as she was led
down the hallway and into a distinctly boyish room with a teenage boy
waiting for her.

   "Phew, it's Jake's brother," she sighed in relief.

   "Hi there sweet thing.  How about doing a shot with me?" Johnny asked.

   "What is it?" Olivia asked through the mask.

   "Just a shot of vodka, it doesn't taste like anything.  Come on, do one
with me."

   "Ok."

   "You're gonna have to lift your mask up a little.  On three, ready? 
One, two, three."

   Olivia watched as the boy threw the entire contents of the glass into
his mouth and swallowed it down.  Lifting the front of her mask, Olivia put
the glass to her lips and threw the drink back.  It burned far worse than
she thought it would as the liquid burned its way down her throat.  A few
coughs and sputters and it was down, warming her all the way down to her
tummy.

   "How about you and I get to know each other better," he said as he
started unbuckling his belt and dropping his pants to the floor.  With a
few seconds, he was completely naked, his semi-erect cock staring at her.
"Can you suck my cock and get me hard?"

   "This mask is really going to be a pain in the ass," Olivia thought as
she realized she'd have to lift the mask up to get at his cock.  "Can you
turn the lights off so I can take lift the mask up?"

   "Sure if it means I'll get my cock sucked," he said as he switched off
the bedroom light.  The light from the hallway lit the room up just enough
to see shadows and outlines.

   Lifting up the mask, Olivia got down on her knees and wrapping her fist
around his cock, fed the end of it into her mouth.  On every down-thrust
with her mouth, the mask would bump into the stomach of the boy pushing the
mask back further each time.  "Fuck it, it's dark enough," she thought as
she whipped off the mask and went to town giving the teen an unimpeded
blowjob like he'd likely never had before.  Her well practiced mouth that
had delivered hundreds of blowjobs in the last week, worked his pole
expertly.

   "Woah girl, I'm gonna cum if you keep that up.  I don't wanna cum in
your mouth, maybe later, I wanna cum in your pussy so get up on the bed so
I can fuck you now."

   Lying back on the bed, Olivia spread her toned legs giving the teen easy
access to her cunt which he wasted no time plowing into.

   "Oh God, your pussy is so hot and wet, and fucking tight for a whore. 
Jesus, where did my dad find you?  Fucking Christ, I'm gonna fuck you until
I run out of cum."

   Olivia heard the endless stream of compliments about her pussy as his
cock rammed her repeatedly.  The dirty talk was such a turn on, and
entirely new to her.  Most guys were pretty quiet when they fucked her.  As
if she wasn't horny enough before, now she was getting even more turned on
by his continuous filthy chatter.

   "Get on top of me," he said as he flipped over and pulled the young girl
onto his lap.  Olivia straddled his torso and slid her slick pussy down his
pole.  It was a little bigger than average and felt great as she started
grinding her pubis down onto his curly pubes, mashing her clitty in the
process.  "Oh yeah, I'm gonna cum," she moaned as his hands found her full
tits.

   "These tits are fucking amazing.  I'm gonna cum all over them tonight.
I'm gonna cum on that pretty face of yours too.  I'm gonna stick my cock up
your ass too!"

   It had to be the dirty talk as Olivia's orgasm came out of nowhere and
blasted her body with her characteristic full-body shudder.  The warmth of
her orgasm rushed through her as she felt the boy's hands grasp her breasts
firmly, and again a little burst of pain followed as he released her breast
tissue and rubbed his fingers over her nipples, tugging on the little
diamond studs.

   "Keep riding baby, I'm almost there," he said as he thrust his hips in
time with her grinding.  "Oh yeah that's it slut, keep fucking my cock. 
Fuck my cock with your whore pussy.  Oh yeah, ride me cum-slut."

   Olivia was going wild at his crudeness as she fucked down on his cock
with all she could muster; her pussy muscles clamping down as she bottomed
out, trying to pull his cock right off with every down-thrust.  It was only
seconds later when she felt him thrust one last time and his cock pulsing
into her folds.  The Queen had been rewarded and in turn gave her another
small orgasm of her own.

   "Wait a minute, he said "cum on my pretty face".  Can he see my face?"
she suddenly thought.  "It's much too dark in here, isn't it?" she
wondered.

   "Suck me hard again, I want to fuck your ass next," he ordered.

   Olivia dismounted his wilting cock and lowered her mouth to his now
spent cock.

   "Hey bro, get in here and fuck this whore from behind while she sucks me
hard again!" Johnny shouted out.

   Moments later Jake walked in and saw the blond whore on her knees, face
deep in his brother's lap, her blond flowing hair draped around her face,
her backside high in the air, waiting invitingly to be fucked.

   "Sweet dude, you're sure you don't mind me fucking her right now?" Jake
asked.

   "Her blow jobs are amazing and I'm gonna fuck her whore-ass once I'm
hard so don't take too long fucking her sweet cunt."

   "No prob man."

   Olivia was confused, she should have been panicked with Jake about to
fuck her from behind, especially with her mask laying on the floor, but her
head was starting to swim, her ability to make a rational thought was
getting harder and harder.  The unmistakable sound of a belt buckle hitting
the floor registered in her mind, followed by the shift of the mattress as
another body joined them on the bed.

   The sensation of a cock probing into her pussy was one she'd experienced
a thousand times already this week, and felt just like any other, but this
one belonged to a schoolmate, a line she had vowed not to cross.

   Picking up a coating of vaginal secretions along with the residual cum
from his brothers deposit, Jake slid his rock-hard cock home into the sweet
tunnel before him.  It was the single most amazing sensation he'd ever felt
as the snug tissues encompassed his shaft.  It was hot, wet and wonderful.
Feeling his way through his first experience, Jake started a slow thrusting
motion in and out of the velvet glove, learning as he went along.  Fairly
quickly he was slamming his cock home at an ever-increasing rate until his
cock was a blur.  From start to finish, Jake lasted only about two minutes,
but they'd been the best two minutes of his life.

   The swimming feeling in her head had gotten worse as Olivia was pinned
from both ends by cock, Johnny's had returned to full hardness and was
gently pushing in and out of her throat while Jake's throbbing cock could
only signal yet another deposit of cum into her well fertilized pussy.  As
much as she hated to admit it, she loved getting reamed from both ends,
even if it was under these circumstances.

   "Bro, get up here and let her suck you off, I have a date with her
asshole."

   "Sure thing," Jake said as he pulled out of her sweet little pussy and
traded places with his brother, flopping down with his legs straddling her
head and shoulders, the long blond long hair completely obscuring the face
in front of him in the darkness.  Jake put his fingers under the girl's
chin and tried lifting her head to look into her girl's face, curious to
see if there was any chance it was Olivia.  Resisting his actions, the
blond enveloped his cock with her hot mouth and sucked his member into the
back of her mouth, "Fuck, that feels good," he moaned.

   "I told you," Johnny said as he stuck his cock back into her wet pussy
coating his cock with the copious combination of pussy juice and man-cream.
"None of the girls I fucked before could ever suck a cock like that.  This
whore's amazing." The slick juices coating his cock would be good enough
lubricant for where he planned on sticking his cock next.  Pulling out from
her steamy tunnel, the eighteen year old aimed his tool at her crinkly
rosebud and pushed.

   Olivia could feel the intruder pushing up against her asshole and with a
practiced effort, grunted and pushed like she was trying to take a shit,
and felt her ring of muscle open up, making way for the dick to slide in.
In one quick movement, it was in.  Olivia could feel his hairy nut-sack
slap up against her pussy lips as he sunk into her all the way.  For
reasons she didn't understand, she was really starting to enjoy anal sex
and began thrusting her hips back as the teen started pounding her ass.

   "Oh yeah, fuck my ass.  Harder, fuck me harder," she moaned around the
cock in her mouth.

   "Dude, slide down and stick it in her pussy.  We'll both fuck her at the
same time!" Johnny said to his little brother as he worked up a sweat
pounding into the young whore's rosebud.

   As much as Jake wanted to keep his young cock in the warm wetness of the
slut's mouth, his first bout with her pussy had been like heaven on earth.
Shimmying down under the two undulating bodies was easier said than done,
but Jake managed to squirt his way down between the two pairs of legs and
get his body into position.

   "Sit on my brothers cock whore," Olivia heard the older boy say. 
Looking down, she could see Jake was roughly in position for her to climb
onto his cock.  Reaching down she grasped his still-small thirteen year old
boy-cock and pointed it towards her waiting pussy.  The cock in her ass
relented only for a moment, while she fit the new intruder into her sodden
hole.  With both holes stuffed, Olivia settled in for a good hard fuck and
gave in to the ecstasy of it all.  She felt hands from behind grab onto her
tits and pull her up into a vertical seated position as both cocks pistoned
furiously into her combined holes.  The fingers kneaded her large breasts
and tweaked her nipples sending jolts through her body as she ground her
clitty down against the pelvis under her.  Her lust-crazed crazed brain no
longer caring about anything other than getting fucked hard and getting to
the next orgasm, which was building quickly, and would be a to be huge one.

   "How do you like that whore?  You like fucking two brothers?  You like
me fucking your ass?  Tell me whore!  Tell me!  Do you like me fucking your
whore-ass?" he shouted into her ear.

   The chemically fueled Queen erupted in full force like never before as
Olivia shouted back, "Fuck my whore-ass!  Fuck my whore-pussy!  Fuck me! 
Fuck me!  Fuck me!" he shouted out as she threw her head back in total
sexual bliss.

   Hearing the voice and seeing the whore's face now in the dim light, Jake
knew instantly, there could be no mistaking it.  The blond whore riding his
cock was no other than Olivia Hastings, in all her fine form.  It was
mind-blowing that this amazing little fuck-machine was the school's most
popular girl, and most unlikely to be the school slut.  This changed
everything as he thrust up into the sweet folds enveloping his rock hard
cock.  "I fucking own you now!" he thought as he pounded into her gash with
a renewed vigor.  "Embarrass me in front of my friends, we'll see about
that!" he thought, a sadistic smirk suddenly appearing on his face.  He
could feel his cum building very quickly as he thought about all the
possibilities of owning the school slut.  Just as quickly he felt his cum
flooding out in just the second fuck of his young life.  It certainly
wouldn't be his last as he gazed up at the gigantic studded tits before him
and the obliviousness plastered all over the sex-crazed face of Olivia
Hastings.

   "Fuck my cock, slut!  Fuck me you whore.  Olivia Hastings is my whore!"
Jake shouted out.

   Somewhere in her foggy brain, deluged with drugs and hormones and the
rush from her own orgasm as it flooded through her body, a part of her
registered her name being said, but she was far too gone to care as the
Queen triumphed in her glory.  "Fuck my whore-pussy, fuck it harder, fuck
me harder.  Don't stop.  Give me your cocks.  Give me all your cocks!" she
shouted back as she grabbed her own nipples and squeezed hard as her orgasm
went on and on.

   The vise-like asshole gripping his cock milked his second cum of the
evening as Johnny fired his load into the colon of the spectacular little
blond whore.  "What did you say bro?  What did you call her?" he said as
the orgasming girl's tightening sphincter ejected his wilting cock.

   "I know her.  I know this girl!" Jake said as looked up at her barely
visible face in the darkness, her outline sufficient to remove all doubt.
"She goes to my school."

   "Are you fucking with me bro?  She goes to your school?  What the fuck,
this is a joke right?"

   "Nope, she's Olivia Hastings, isn't that right princess?"

   Olivia nodded as she heard her name mentioned again, and despite the fog
in her brain, knew that Jake knew it was her, as she felt first one, then
the second wilting cock slide from her hungry holes.  "Need more cock," she
whispered as her raging desires overpowered any rational concern.

   "She's a grade behind me and she's the school's perfect little princess.
Well, not anymore.  Now she'll be the school slut, and we'll all be fucking
her all the time.  Everyone will know she's a slut and that we all fucked
her first.  It'll be awesome.  We'll fuck her everyday!"

   "Fuck me all the time.  Yeah fuck me all the time," Olivia whispered as
her dreamy mind focused on only one thing, more sex.  Groping the two
cocks, she began stroking them trying to get them hard again for another
fuck session.  She needed more cock now and she wouldn't be happy until she
got it.

   "A grade behind you?  But that would make her like twelve or thirteen.
Is that right girl?"

   Again, Olivia could only nod as she registered the question but could
care less about any importance it might have.

   "Fuck me, this can't be happening," Johnny muttered.  "This fucking
sucks.  Fuck!  Fuck!  Fuck!"

   "What's wrong dude, I don't get it?  What's the problem?"

   "She's twelve, and I'm eighteen.  You don't see the problem here? 
Statutory rape?  Ever heard of it?  If anyone finds out, I'd go to jail. 
We got forty potential witnesses out there that will know I fucked her if
this gets out.  Put your mask back on honey, the party is over."

   "No wait dude, don't do this, I want to fuck her again.  And so do you
from the look of things!" Jake said as he saw his brothers cock sticking
straight up once again.

   "Well of course I do, but it's not worth going to jail over, well... 
maybe it is, a little," he said as the little blond starting rubbing his
cock up and down her ass crack.  "Fine then, but that mask is too flimsy.
It might fall off and then anyone that knows this girl could identify her,
and us if she ever went to the police." Thinking about the situation and
knowing that the "little head" was doing most of the work and that
ultimately he wanted to fuck her again.  Johnny got an idea just as the
girl gripping his hardening cock found her waiting asshole again and pushed
back against him.  "I guess it can wait a few more minutes," he laughed as
his cock was once again enveloped by her tight ass.

   After dumping another load of cum each into the young blond, Johnny went
to his closet and pulled out an old ripped up black t-shirt.  "This ought
to do," he thought as he ripped it further and closed his bedroom door and
flipped on the lights.  Approaching the bed, he saw just how young and
beautiful the blond whore really was.  "Spectacular.  I can't believe
you're a year younger than my dorky brother," he said as he ogled her
magnificent body.  Her glassy eyes stared absently at his limp cock.  She
looked really fucked up on the drug his dad had put into the vodka shot,
and whatever else she might have been on that could coerce a twelve year
old into working as a whore.  Wrapping the black material around, covering
her head, and leaving only her nostrils and mouth exposed, he tied off the
ends securely.

   "What are you doing man?" Jake asked.

   "Making a blind fold; if she can't see our faces and if we can't see
hers, we're all relatively protected.  As long as you can keep your big
mouth shut, everything will be just fine.  Once the other guys fuck her
too, they'll be just as guilty and nobody would dare rat out one of the
others.  We just gotta make sure all those guys out there fuck her too!"

   "What do you mean keep my mouth shut?  I can't tell my friends they're
about to fuck Olivia?"

   "Nope," Johnny said as he watched the dopey blond reaching out blindly,
and finding his body, began to work her hands down towards his crotch. 
Amazing, she'd been fucked in all her holes several times already and she
still wanted more.

   "But I'm underage too, I can't get in trouble for fucking her!" Jake
protested.

   "But I CAN dumbass.  Just keep your mouth shut ok?  I'm leaving for
college at the end of the summer and I'm not going to throw that away for a
piece of tail.  A sweet piece of tail, but not worth throwing away my
future for.  Fuck her and enjoy it, and if you and she decide to hook up at
some later date then fine, but this night never gets mentioned to anyone,
got it knucklehead?"

   Pulling the stoned and blinded blond to her feet, Johnny walked the
stumbling girl over to the door and out into the hall.  Olivia found
walking in four-inch wedges hard enough sober, but to do so blindfolded and
stoned out of her mind was nearly impossible as she was dragged along. 
Through her mind-haze, she knew they were heading down the hallway, the
noise was getting progressively louder with every awkward step.  A loud
cheer registered out of the darkness as Olivia became aware of a sudden
rise in temperature because of the body-heat from all the waiting males in
the room.  They were waiting to use her body to sake their lust, which was
just what the Queen needed.  The Queen loved stoned-sex, there was no
rational thoughts to clog her mind from experiencing anything but pure
pleasure.  All rational concerns were put away nicely, somewhere that a
normal girl's mind would never go.  No this was territory for sluts only, a
place for fucking and sucking and getting hosed down with jizz.  That was
where the Queen was going and there was no shortage of guys for that.  Even
blindfolded, the Queen knew the cocks would be in good supply and that she
wouldn't have to do any of the work, the cocks would come to her.

   Hands reached out from the darkness to grasp her flesh from all
directions.  Hands of all sorts contacted her skin as she shuffled by,
groping fingers found her breasts, her ass cheeks, even a few tried to get
at her pussy.  Some were warm and tender, some frigidly cold as beer
bottles shifted from one hand to the other to get a feel as the blinded
beauty walked by.  Goose bumps covered her tingling flesh in anticipation
of what was about to happen.  It was the reward she relished, her servants
paying homage to the Queen in the currency of choice; their steely cocks
with their spurting cum.

   From somewhere above the din, a voice yelled out something about using
lube if you want to fuck her in the ass.

   "Oh yeah, fuck my ass, fuck my whore-ass," Olivia mumbled.  "I love to
be fucked in the ass," she repeated.

   "Fuck dude, did you hear that, she said she liked to be fucked in the
ass," one random boy said to another.

   "Are we really going to get a turn at fucking this chick?" the boy
replied.

   "Fuckin' A dude.  Just look at that body, it's fucking perfect dude.  I
mean just look at those tits, they look fake they're so big and perfect!"

   A smile spread across Olivia's face as she shuffled along, the strong
grasp of Jake's big brother pulling her forward through the crowd.  She
knew how good she looked naked, but somehow the constant comments from the
anonymous voices out of the darkness, of just how hot she was, turned her
on and got her juices pumping.

   Johnny's strong hands spun her around disorienting her temporarily, and
then just as quickly Olivia felt herself being pushed her backwards as her
feet bumped up against something solid.  Panic quickly set in as the
sensation of falling overtook her before her descent was quickly stopped by
something soft and springy, the couch, he had dropped her onto the couch,
or more accurately, someone's lap who happened to be sitting on the couch.

   "Wait here for a second," Johnny called out as the nearby hands
continued to grope at her breasts, fingers pulling on her nipples and their
piercings.  The tenderness in her breasts was evident as she felt the
sensitive tissues being pulled this way and that, as fingers fought to
grasp hold of what was likely the first breasts some had ever felt.  Their
tugging gave a mixture of pain and pleasure at the same time as Olivia
wondered who those hands belonged to.  Were any of them her schoolmates? 
Were they boys she thought were cute?  Were they boys she despised?  The
very thought made her pussy juices flow even more as she imagined some of
the boys she detested the most, getting pleasure from her body.  These same
boys would soon be fucking her and for some unknown reason, it was making
her even hornier.

   Hands lifted her legs up and open until they were straddling other
unseen legs, her golden fleeced pussy on full display for everyone to see.
At loud cheer went up at the exhibition and Olivia felt herself blush
knowing everyone could see her glistening cunt.

   She was pulled backwards until she was leaning against the boy whose lap
she sat on, as hands immediately went to her pussy.  The fingers weren't
very experienced as they poked and prodded into her folds.  Her pussy was
drenched from her own secretions and from the trickle of cum that hadn't
seeped into her womb.  The hollow plug Reed had stuck into her cervical
opening was working well, the long tube preventing most of the semen from
leaking out, much like an overflow tube, keeping a good supply of little
wigglers swimming around in her uterus at all times.  Unbeknownst to
Olivia, her neighbor had a perverse fascination with filling her uterus
full of semen and the inverted tube would make sure she had an ample supply
in there at all times.

   The fingers digging into her pussy were turning her on, in anticipation
of the fucking that would soon begin.  A low moan emanated from her lips as
the touching and teasing got her hormones surging.  Her hands reached out
feeling for the crotches of those around her, searching for the cocks that
would fill her eager holes as her urge to cum increased.

   "Alright boys, clear the couch.  I paid for the little whore and I get
to fuck her next.  You hounds can get the sloppy seconds.  I want her fresh
before you dicks get her all sticky and gooey."

   The voice was that of an older man and must have belonged to Jake's dad
as she couldn't remember any other men being there other than Reed.  Then
again, she couldn't remember much thanks to the chemical cocktail she'd
given herself, her brain floating on a cloud as the coke and meth worked
their magic; although her head got an awful lot foggier after the shot
she'd done with Johnny.  She had never done a shot before but the booze, or
so she thought, had really gone to her head.

   Olivia's world was in total darkness, her only knowledge of her
surroundings was from what her other senses could take in.  The loud music
drowned out all but the voices immediately surrounding her and so her sense
of touch was going to be her only sensory input once the fun began.

   The boys that had been on the couch with her suddenly began getting up,
jostling her back down onto the couch as she was suddenly left alone. 
Rough hands grabbed her hands and directly them forward onto a familiar
soft fleshy instrument.  "Finally!  A cock!" her mind registered as she
began her practiced movements stroking the fleshy member working it towards
hardness.

   "Suck it girl.  I don't need you doing what I can do, get it in your
mouth," the gruff voice spoke.

   Immediately she leaned in and sucked the growing tool into her mouth. 
It was much more substantial than those on his boys and getting bigger by
the second, rivaling Reed's and it wasn't even full size yet.

   "Oh yeah, suck that cock girl."

   "Hey dad, she really gets into dirty talk," Olivia heard come out of the
darkness.  It had to be Johnny's voice although the cock in her mouth had
the majority of her attention as her practiced movements pulled the fat
head into the back of her throat.

   "That so?  Hey whore!  Suck my big cock.  Stuff into your throat. 
That's it, suck it you dirty little cock-sucker.  "

   Olivia was grinding her pussy down onto the couch cushions, going wild
as the man's mouth spilled out a continuous stream of degrading language.
All she heard was "whore", "slut", "worthless", and it was turning her on
like never before.  The big pole was lodged as far back in her throat as
she could manage, choking the air from her lungs with every lunge onto the
meat stick.  "Please fuck my pussy with this thing!" she screamed in her
head, the cock in her throat the only thing preventing her from screaming
it out loud.

   "That's hard enough.  Lay back on the couch so I can fuck you proper,"
Larry called out.  The small framed blond complied and spread out on the
couch, her large breasts perched high atop her chest, the piercings looked
substantial as they hooked through her smallish nipples.  Her flat stomach
and toned legs gave her an extremely inviting and sexy look as he climbed
up onto the couch and positioned his much larger body over hers.  Reed had
said she was underage, and her features, other than the big tits, supported
that fact.  She almost looked "too" underage Larry thought as he lined up
his thick tool with her inviting cunt.

   Her pussy was soaking wet as he starting pushing into her tiny-looking
pussy.  It was so hot and so wet that any concerns he had over her age
quickly melted away as her velvety sheath sucked his manhood into her
depths.  He was no amateur when it came to fucking and knew he could last a
while even as hot as this little pussy was.  With no reason to hold back,
Larry battered the petite blond with his flesh-hammer, pounding the thick
nine-inch tool into her with authority.  His chest smashed her large tits
up against his curly chest hair, the little diamond studs getting caught in
his hairs as he worked her sweet little body.  She writhed under him, her
hips pushing back at his thrusts, her hands reaching around grabbing onto
his fleshy ass-cheeks, pulling his hips towards hers with every forward
thrust.  Her moans and groans showed her obvious enjoyment and satisfaction
with his efforts and appreciation of the generous cock that was battering
her experienced pussy.

   Remembering that she liked the dirty talk, Larry picked back up where he
left off as he slammed his cock home into her sweet pussy, over and over
again.  "Do you like my big cock whore?  Tell me!"

   "I love your big cock.  It's so big, it's the biggest one I've had
today. Fuck my pussy harder with it."

   "Biggest one today huh?  How many cocks have you had today whore?"

   "I don't know, a lot," Olivia grunted as she was getting really close to
cumming.  Her hands reaching up to grab hold of her nipples as her orgasm
approached.

   "How many is a lot, like five?" Larry questioned.

   "More than that," she moaned back as the man started pounding his cock
as deeply as it would go.  It seemed like he was trying to pound it right
through her, she thought as her nipple stimulation was working its magic.

   "Well how many you filthy fucking whore?  How many cocks have you had
stuck into your worthless whore cunt?"

   "Fifty I guess," she panted, as her orgasm started jerking her muscles
and limbs like a marionette puppet, a low scream emanating through her
gritted teeth as the most powerful orgasm of the day ripped through her
body.

   "Fifty guys have fucked this sweet body today?  Holy shit!" Larry
thought.  "She's gotta be the busiest whore in the state!" he thought as
her pussy contractions did their best to milk his cum-shot out of him. 
Dumping his load into her depths, the ropy semen shot straight through the
hollow plug and right into Olivia's waiting womb, adding to the loads
already deposited by Reed and the two brothers.  Still lying on top of the
young blond, Larry whispered into her ear, "How old are you honey?"

   "Twelve, but I turn thirteen in October," Olivia replied.

   "Holy fuck!  How long have you been a whore?"

   "Just a couple of days.  I only had sex for the first time like a week
ago."

   "And how many guys have you fucked so far?"

   "I have no idea, a lot."

   "Hundreds?"

   "Easily," Olivia replied.

   "And you're doing it by your own choice?"

   "Yep, I love it."

   "Wow." He whispered as he climbed up off the young girl.  Pulling his
softening, but still very impressively large cock from her golden pussy,
Larry turned to the room and yelled out, "Boys she's all yours.  Fuck the
shit out of this little whore!  Don't forget to remind her how much of a
whore she is too!"

   The following two hours were a sexual overload on her system as the flow
of cocks into her body never slowed.  Blinded by the black covering on her
head, Olivia had no idea who the cocks belonged to, nor did she care as she
was ridden hard and repeatedly for what seemed like hours.  Her mouth was
filled with cocks either getting cleaned from being in one of her holes, or
to get it hard to prep it for sticking into one of her holes.  She could
taste the acridity of her own feces as cocks were plucked from her ass and
pushed into her waiting mouth for cleaning.  Olivia found herself sitting
on top of someone's lap while his cock pistoned into her asshole while
another unseen boy pushed his cock into pussy.  She figured she must have
been seated on the coffee table as the guy under her was laying down flat
on something hard, and the cock in her mouth was perched above her as if
floating in the air.  She was on her way to another one of her countless
orgasms as the boys kept up calling her dirty and degrading names, and it
kept her horny like she'd never felt before.

   "Dude, call everyone and get them over here.  My dad has a whore here
for Johnny's graduation present and trust me, you don't want to miss out on
fucking this girl!" Jake shouted into his phone over the noise of the
raucous crowd.  In the background, the guys were chanting "Fuck the Slut!"
over and over again.

   "Seriously man?"

   "Yeah, but get over here fast, we only have her until like 9 or
something!" he shouted, then hung up.  Jake had to listen to his big
brother about not identifying Olivia to his friends, but it didn't mean he
couldn't bend the rules a little and get all his friends to fuck her, even
if they didn't know it was her.  He laughed to himself as he watched three
guys fucking into her body at the same time, two other guys getting hand
jobs as she straddled two guys on the coffee table.  Looking around, Jake
did a quick headcount and figured that there had to be at least thirty guys
here and more were coming thanks to his phone call to his best friend.  "I
can't believe Olivia is this big of a slut, she's already fucked like
thirty guys and she's still going strong," he thought to himself as he
heard her scream out another orgasm.

   Reed watched in amazement as his little neighbor fucked every guy that
presented his cock to her.  She was a machine made for one thing, downright
raunchy fucking.  She never slowed down and never seemed to tire.  He'd
watched Larry give her a few drinks that looked like water, assuming to
keep her fluids and stamina up.  She was still going strong when he felt
his cell phone vibrate in his pocket, it was his son Steve.

   "What's up buddy?"

   "Dad, Stacy is going crazy.  She and Olivia have something going on
tonight and she's been calling Olivia's phone like crazy looking for her,
is she still with you?" Steve asked looking down at Katy, her mouth bobbing
up and down on his cock like a practiced pro.

   "Yeah, she's with me.  Oh shit yeah, she said something about plans
tonight.  Probably has more guys to fuck.  I tell you son, I know you told
me the stories about her fucking an endless streams of guys, but now that
I've seen it firsthand, you were right, she's really something.  We should
plan a giant gang-bang and see how many she can take in a day!"

   "Do it as a webcast and charge money for people to see it, we'd make a
killing!"

   "Nice thinking, I like your style."

   At Katy's urging, Steve asked, "Well, what about Olivia?  Stacy really
needs to speak with her.  She said something about meeting her by ten pm
and it's 9:30 now."

   "Okay, I'll break things up here and get her over to our house.  You
wanna pick up Stacy or something?"

   "Yeah sure, see you at home," Steve said as he hung up and let Katy
finish blowing him.  Even though she'd only been his girlfriend for a few
days, she was already an accomplished cock-sucker, learning far more
quickly than he could have imagined.  Her boobs were growing nicely too. 
She was a slut, but she was his and his alone, or so he thought.

   "Larry, we gotta get going, we're already thirty minutes over our agreed
upon time, and I gotta get her home before her mother beats us there," Reed
shouted into Larry's ear, hoping he would hear him over the boys cheering
on the orgy in front of them.  There were a lot more kids here than when
they first got here he realized, especially more young boys, likely Jake's
friends.  Reed chuckled as he realized that the sneaky little bastard Jake
had probably called every boy in Olivia's school so they could come over
and fuck her.  Olivia had probably done just that, fuck every boy in her
school!  He pondered the thought as he made his way over to the pile of
bodies on the floor, Olivia sandwiched in between them.

   "Hey kid, we gotta get going.  It's time to go," he said as he nudged
her with his shoe.  She was sweaty and coated in cum all over, a fucking
mess really as she looked up and tried focusing on the source of the voice,
the black blind fold still securely in place.  "Go jump in the shower
quick, it's 9:30, time to go!" A chorus of boos erupted as the boys
realized the party was over, and the last cocks hastily spurted their seeds
into her body.

   Olivia dragged herself from between the bodies and stumbled towards the
voice she recognized as Reed.  "Nine-thirty?" she muttered.  "Oh shit! 
Alfred's got that bachelor party we have to work at," she thought. 
Reaching out, she felt a hand grab hers and pull her down the hallway as
white drippy cum oozed from her orifices.  In the back of Olivia's mind she
wondered why they weren't heading for the door, the fact that she was
completely naked was such a normal thing for her now that it took some
thinking to realize the fact.

   "Jump in the shower and get cleaned up fast.  I'll bring you your
clothes and your mask so we can get out of here," Reed said as he closed
the door behind himself.

   Olivia pulled the black blindfold from her head and was temporarily
blinded as her eyes gradually grew accustomed to the light.  Before her
stood a cum-soaked mess, the only clean spot on her was from her nose up to
the top of her head where the black cloth have provided her anonymity from
her fellow classmates.  Everywhere else she looked like she was shiny with
sweat or cum.

   It was the fastest shower in her life as she climbed out onto the
bathmat looking for a towel.  Reed stood before her holding her clothing as
she grabbed the nearest towel and dried herself off quickly.  Pulling up
her g-string and skirt, she found a trickle of white cream still oozing
from her pussy lips.  That was to be expected, so would the trickle she
expected from her asshole.  Her black bra that had fit nicely when they had
left was now tight across her tender breasts.  "Damn, why did I pound back
all those pills, I'm probably going to wake up tomorrow with watermelons
for tits," she thought as she fastened the clasp and pulled the tight
t-shirt over her head.

   "Put your mask on and let's get going.  I wouldn't want you to miss your
next date," he said with a hint of sarcasm, and something else she
detected. Was it jealousy she wondered?  "No time to worry about that now,"
she thought.  "I need to call Alfred and find out what the plan is."

   "Uh, Reed.  Did you find my shoes anywhere?"

   "Nope, I guess you'll just have go without unless you want to wade
around all those horny guys looking for them and likely get fucked some
more?"

   "I'll pass thanks."

   The one good thing about the blindfold besides the fact that nobody
would know who she was, Olivia had been denied knowing who she had fucked.
On her way through the living room though, she was awestruck as she viewed
through the mask how packed the room had become since she had first
arrived, even worse she saw scores of her classmates staring back at her as
she made her way through the crowd.  Catcalls rang out as she stepped
barefoot through the tightly packed bodies.  Dumbfounded, she realized
there weren't very many guys at her school she hadn't just fucked!  "Thank
God they didn't know it was me!" she thought.  The cool night air on her
skin welcomed the fact that she was leaving the house and could put this
all behind her.

   Arriving at Reed's house, Olivia was glad to see Stacy waiting inside
for her.

   "Let's get moving chick, you need to get your hair dried and some makeup
on, and that outfit is just not going to do.  Where are your shoes?" Stacy
asked seeing the disheveled girl stepping into the house.  Ushering her
down the hallway and into the bathroom, Stacy did her best ten-minute
miracle makeover and turned a drowned rat into a regular street-walker.

   Ordering her friend to strip down , she presented the outfit she had
brought for her to wear for the evening.  It was an outfit that would
remove all doubt what their intentions were for the evening.  A thin white
spandex tube top hugged her enormous tits showing off her areolas with
their diamond studded nipples very clearly.  The micro mini-skirt would
barely cover her ass cheeks she figured, as she looked at the tiny piece of
cloth.

   "Do you have any underwear for me, I'm still leaking and these ones are
soaked?" Olivia inquired.  Stripping them down from her soggy pussy, Olivia
saw for the first time the abuse her pussy had been through throughout the
course of the day.

   "Good Lord girl, look at your pussy, it's all red and swollen!" Stacy
muttered.  "It looks like raw meat!  How many guys did you fuck tonight?"

   "Thanks for the compliment and I have no idea.  Probably at least as
many as this morning, maybe more," she answered, keeping secret the fact
that she had just fucked pretty much every boy in their school, plus thirty
or more of Jake's brother's friends.  "Good God" she thought, "I fucked
over a hundred guys today and I'm not even done yet!  How the hell am I
even going to walk tomorrow?"

   "Does it hurt?" Stacy asked.

   "Not really, well...  maybe a little," I'm still a little messed up from
the cream I used before I left and the coke I snorted," Olivia replied.

   "That was four hours ago.  There's no way you're still feeling that. 
What did you take at the party?"

   "Nothing.  Well, they gave me a few drinks, maybe it's the booze?"

   "Uh huh, maybe.  Well, let's take care of that before it does start to
hurt and puts you out of commission for tonight," Stacy said as she dug
into her purse and pulled out her own baggy of coke.  Licking her finger
she coated it generously with the white powder and then proceeded to finger
her friend's pussy coating the inside with the narcotic.

   Instantly, any tenderness Olivia had been feeling in her pussy melted
away as her best friend worked her finger in and out of her now very happy
hole.  The two girls each snorted two generous lines of the heavenly powder
and just like that, they were ready to get the night started.  Pulling up
the white g-string Stacy had provided, and the hot pink micro-mini skirt,
Olivia matched the equally slutty dress of her friend as they headed down
the hallway.

   "Here are your stripper shoes to complete the look," Stacy added as she
put the clear plastic platform shoes down on the floor in front of her and
then proceeded to put on her own identical pair.  With their stripper shoes
in place, they looked each other over and each girl smiled at the resulting
look.  They looked like they could have easily passed for common street
whores, although they were much too hot to lower themselves to that
standard.  A honking horn out front signaled the arrival of their ride.

   Looking out the window, Olivia saw a small bus parked out front. 
"What's that for?" she asked.

   "Our ride I guess, let's go," Stacy added and handed Olivia her purse,
and grabbing her own, said goodbye to Reed and walked out the door.  Olivia
went to give Reed a quick kiss on the lips and as she did, he grabbed her
pussy from under the skirt and he smiled.  She gave him an odd look and
said goodbye and walked out into the night air after her friend.

   A smile crept across Reed's face as he felt the wetness from her crotch.
With all the cum she'd had shot into her pussy tonight, he figured her
uterus was overflowing with the stuff.  The little plug was working just
liked he'd hoped.  God knew how much more cum she'd get pumped into her
tonight?  At least whatever might have leaked out since they left the
graduation party would certainly be replaced by whatever that black guy's
boss had planned for her tonight.

   He hadn't really thought about what he'd tell her if by some chance the
plug fell out and she saw it wasn't really a plug at all.  But what did he
care?  It wasn't like she wasn't going to stop being his whore, or this
Alfred guy's whore either.  His plans of keeping her all to himself had
gone up in smoke when he saw her true abilities tonight.  From now on she'd
be a very busy girl.

   Climbing onto the little buss, Olivia saw that it was one of those
shuttle buses they use for hotels and car rental places.  It had cushioned
seats lining the walls with an open area in the middle, usually intended
for standing room passengers.  Tonight it would be their travelling
stripping stage.

   The bus driver was some low-life looking guy that occasionally worked
for Alfred.  He gave Olivia the creeps the way her leered at the two of
them.  He had an aura of danger to him the made them both nervous.

   "Alfred is going to have you girls entertain the bachelor party guys for
while in between bar-hop stops, then I think they're taking you back to
their hotel.  It's a two hour gig, we'll have you home before one o'clock."

   "Sounds good," Stacy replied.

   "Now who wants to blow me before we stop and pick up the guys?" he said
looking from one to the other, his lecherous smile never waning.

   Stacy offered, she was never very picky about who she fucked or sucked,
and dove head first into his lap.  Slurping sounds could be heard echoing
around the empty metal vehicle as Olivia watched him continually looking at
her through the rear-view mirror.  He was just as creepy as Mr.  Fletcher
her school's principal, and that was saying something!  She giggled at the
thought, as she found a seat to sit on that gave her some privacy from the
creepy driver.  As her bottom hit the seat, Olivia thought she could feel
something squirt out of her.  With a few seconds, more cum was dripping
into the crotch of her g-string.  "What the fuck?  I thought I got it all
out in the shower," she said to herself.  Grabbing a tissue from her purse,
she did her best to wipe the cum from the lining of the g-string, and what
was still dripping slowly from her pussy lips.

   Looking up, she saw the driver leering at her as she wiped up her pussy.
"What a fucking weirdo," she thought as she saw Stacy start to get to her
feet.  The smile across his face told the story about the quality job Stacy
did on his tool.  The creepy guy was freaking her out, he might be the lone
reason that this potentially fun evening might get completely ruined, she
thought to herself.

   Five minutes later, the bus pulled up in front of Alfred's strip club,
just as a group of men spilled out the door.  The bus driver opened the
door and in piled the group of young good looking guys.  They were all in
their mid to late twenties and the groom to be was a ruggedly handsome guy
who was to be the object of their attention.

   "That is going to be a very fun and easy job with all these hot guys,"
Olivia thought.  Stacy must have agreed as she wasted no time climbing onto
the lap of the young groom and started rubbing her g-string clad pussy up
and down his jean-covered crotch.

   The plan was quite simple, the bus would stop at predetermined bars and
the guys would go in, pound back a few shots, then climb back on the bus
and head for the next bar.  Those who chose to stay behind with the girls
were to be ridiculed at some later point in time.  Although once the guys
got a good look at the girls, they decided they would relax that rule
somewhat.

   The guys were led to believe the girls were just strippers, and if they
chose to do more than just strip, then those details could be worked out
between the girls and the guys.  Alfred thought it would be a funny joke to
unleash the two little nymphos on them and see the reaction on their faces
as the girls put the guys through their paces.  The miniature camera he had
installed on the bus would record everything that happened inside, and
protect him if one of the guys happened to inform the police of the girl's
potential underage status.

   Music started playing and Olivia started a sexy dance, imitating her
previous striptease from earlier that evening, while Stacy continued her
lap dance on the obviously very interested groom.  Stacy reached down and
undid the zipper of the groom and fished his pole out of his pants and
immediately got down to suckle the thick member.  Within minutes she was
back on his lap, her g-string pulled aside, and her pussy sliding up and
down his hard cock.  Her characteristic noisy vocalizations echoed
throughout the buss as she fucked the groom with a passion and fervor that
he'd probably never experience with his bride to be, nor any other woman
for that matter.

   Stacy had quickly become a well-seasoned fuck and was very enthusiastic
as everyone on the bus soon found out.  Her clothing was quickly removed by
the other guys around her, as was Olivia's, and she too soon found herself
sliding up and down one of the guy's cocks.  It was big and felt perfect as
she used her strong legs to propel her body up and down his body, taking
pleasure as she was so used to doing.  Seeing the size of the cock Stacy
was riding, a smile crept across Olivia's face, this was going to be fun,
no little teeny-boy cocks here, these were men and ready to fuck them half
to death.

   Olivia gave in to the pleasure as she was passed from cock to cock as
the bus rambled along.  The bar stops weren't quite what they had planned
as only a few guys left to go get their shots of alcohol, the rest
remaining on the bus, waiting their next turn at the hot little strippers.
There were ten guys in total, and they got the ride of their lives,
literally.

   They arrived at the hotel shortly after eleven o'clock, with only an
hour left of their allotted time.  Stacy ushered Olivia into the bathroom
where they finished off the last of Stacy's baggy of coke.  The next hour
flew by and the memories of it were vague at best, as the ten men went hard
at the two young girls trying to make the most of their time.

   Through the haze, Olivia found herself on her back on one of the two
queen sized beds, her head hanging over the end of the bed.  All she could
see were the hairy legs of the guy who was jamming his cock down her throat
as forcefully as he could.  His big meaty hands had her tender swollen
breasts in a death grip as he used them to anchor his fleshy tool down her
throat as far as he could manage.  At the same time some other unseen guy
was blasting her pussy as hard and fast as he could, intent to get himself
off quickly so the next guy in line could get his turn.

   She could hear Stacy's loud guttural moaning that signified she was also
getting fucked hard, although in her current position, she couldn't see
anything other than the guy's legs in front of her, and the typical hotel
décor behind him.  Green carpet, beige wallpaper, cheap laminated furniture
and the rumpled up bedspread bunched up around her neck and shoulders.  Any
other time, Olivia was sure she could have come up with some witty comment
about bodily fluids on hotel furnishings, but at the moment, she was
concentrating on timing her breaths with his thrusts so she could keep from
suffocating.

   The cock in her throat starting pulsing as the guy it was attached to
made one final lunge before sinking his cock as deeply down her throat as
possible.  The thick cock seemed to spurt forever as Olivia held her breath
waiting for the with guy to finish up so she could breathe again.  Pushing
back against his legs, the guy finally pulled his dick out of her sore
throat allowing the young blond to suck in a much needed breath of air.

   With her mouth temporarily void of any foreign objects, Olivia was
finally able to lift her head up and check out the goings-on on the other
bed.  Stacy was straddling the groom, fucking his cock into her reddened
pussy while one of the other guys rammed her ass from behind.  She was
sucking face with the groom, who must have been pretty drunk as Olivia
could see both their faces glistening from her vantage point.  "He must be
pretty loaded," Olivia thought as she realized the glaze on the grooms face
was man-cum that had likely been coated onto Stacy's face.  It made her
giggle as she looked up at the guy fucking her pussy.

   Olivia was instantly horny again, the guy fucking her pussy was gorgeous
and he really knew how to use his ample-sized cock.  Her attention had been
on the guy throat fucking her and although she knew somebody else was
balls-deep in her pussy, it was just another cock until now.

   Grabbing onto his strong arms, she lifted herself up and sat onto his
lap, her legs wrapping behind the guy as he wrapped her arms around her
torso, her breasts crushing up against his muscular chest.  He knew how to
fuck she thought, and so did she as the two went it at one on one.  In any
other setting it would have been quite romantic as the two lovers embraced,
their bodies entwined as Olivia felt his cock sink into her depths at a
much slower pace than the pounding he had been giving her previously.

   Olivia's dilated pupils stared into his glazed eyes and she immediately
felt an urge to kiss the man.  She planted her mouth over his and locked
herself on, her tongue searching out his as the two pressed their mouths
together hungrily.  She could taste the alcohol on his breath and likely,
he'd be able to taste the cum on hers as she'd sucked on more cocks today
than she could possibly count.  Their position gave her incredible
stimulation as her clit rubbed up and down his flesh, her nipples doing the
same as he rode up and down his rock hard cock.

   The sounds from Stacy's double fucking just added to Olivia's already
overwhelming horniness as she worked herself up for another orgasm.  It was
an amazing experience when the Queen could take a backseat from her urge to
get fucked hard and often, and enjoy intimate passion like Olivia was
experiencing right now.  Her body was alive as every movement, every touch
ignited impulses that fed her brain a continuous release of endorphins,
building up what would be an earth-shattering orgasm.

   Olivia felt her orgasm coming and reached down to stroke her clit as her
climax released.  Her fingers rubbed furiously as her pussy clamped down on
the big cock, her body convulsing through her lengthy orgasm.  The guy
grunted out as he could hold out no longer, his own orgasm rushing over him
as his seed fired out against the soft rubber flange seated at the end of
her pussy.  Every shot of ropy semen shooting straight up into her
overflowing womb.

   The two lovers held onto each other as their dual releases passed and
they melted into the after-cum glow.

   "Dude, that was cool and all, but can you get off her so I can fuck her
next?"

   Turning her head around, Olivia saw one of the other guys stroking his
hard cock looking at her eagerly.  "Sure thing big guy," Olivia said as she
felt the arms of the guy holding her release her, his softening cock
slipping from her sodden hole.  Turning over onto her back she welcomed the
guy and his cock into her body.  Just another cock to add to her scoreboard
as the night of sex rolled on.

   A knock on the door followed by DeShawn's large form entering the room,
signaled the end of the party.  It had been two hours of straight fucking
from the time they got on the bus until now.  Both girls were exhausted as
they pulled on their skimpy outfits and headed down to DeShawn's Escalade.
Olivia's breasts barely fit in the tube top Stacy had picked out for her,
they were so swollen.  They barely jiggled as she walked down the hallway
towards the exit.  They seemed more swollen than they were earlier in the
evening and definitely much more tender.  She couldn't be sure if any of
the pain was from the squeezing and pulling they had been subjected to from
the sex, or if it was exclusively from the effects of her foolish ingestion
of all the remaining pills.  Her ass and pussy were actually aching from
all their use today, a rare thing for her experienced body.

   DeShawn pulled into Olivia's driveway at 12:30, giving her a nice
comfortable margin of time before her mother would be home.  "You girls got
time for a little private party?" DeShawn asked.

   "I'm beat, and I'm pretty sore down there," Olivia replied from the back
seat, her hand cupped over her aching pussy.  "Plus my mom will be home
soon."

   "I gotcha taken care of," Stacy answered from the passenger seat, her
hand reaching over to pat the large lump of soft cock flesh hidden under
his jeans.  "Go get some rest Liv, I still got a little left in the tank."

   "Thanks, I'll call you tomorrow," Olivia said as she open the door.

   "Wait, dontcha wanna get paid girl?" DeShawn asked.

   "Oh yeah," Olivia said pulling the door closed again.

   "Cash, coke, or a little of both?"

   "Uh, just coke is fine, I got cash."

   "That's cool baby, here you go," DeShawn answered handing over a small
baggy of white powder.

   Climbing up the steps to her house, Olivia let out a sigh of relief, the
day was finally over, and long day it had been.  Her pussy and ass were
sore from all the fucking, her tits were aching, her tummy was crampy, she
hurt all over.  Closing the door behind her, Olivia shuffled into the
kitchen and opened up the cupboard where her mother kept the aspirins and
stuff.  Swallowing down four Ibuprofens, she poured a bowl of Cheerios and
a glass of milk, and headed for her room.

   Stripping off the tight tube top and pulling down the micro skirt and
g-string, Olivia stood before her full-length bedroom mirror and looked at
her body.  Her tits were enormous, popping all those pills today had been a
huge mistake, they looked comparable in size to her mother's, and those
were fucking huge.  She looked sexy as hell she thought, but almost too
comical with her slim hips, toned body and enormous tits perched up on her
chest.  She was starting to regret wanting her breasts to get as big as
they'd grown.

   Olivia pulled on a pair of her granny underwear and the loosest
nightgown she owned, finding it snug over her swollen tits as she sat down
on the edge of her bed to eat her bowl of cereal.  She thought she felt
something squirting inside again as she sat down.  "I guess that's to be
expected given how much cum was shot into me tonight," she thought.

   Looking at her cereal bowl, Olivia hadn't realized how hungry she was as
she wolfed down the bowl and gulped down the glass of milk.  The drugs had
really curbed her appetite as she thought back to what she'd eaten today,
not much.  The cereal did nothing to abate the cramps in her tummy, which
she'd assumed was from hunger.

   Putting her empty glass down, Olivia stood and retrieved her purse and
fished out the new baggy of coke along with the remnants her first bag from
her purse, and stashed the two bags in the sweater hanging in her closet.
Sitting back down on the bed, Olivia thought she felt that squirting
feeling again and noticed a sizeable wet spot growing in the crotch of her
panties.  "Hmm, more cum, I thought it would have all dripped out by now?"
she thought as she crawled under the covers, turned off the light and
quickly fell asleep.

   ~ end of chapter 15 ~
   to be continued...