Author: Mythos
Title: Julia (Cravings)
Part: 1 of 5
Universe: Lily
Version: 1
Date: Mar 29, 2017
Word Count: 4800
Keywords: M+ff, rim, anal, ws, light scat
Summary: Julia lives in shame of her secret filthy desires. At a
         club with her friends, she finds a backroom meetup
         where she might actually be able to enjoy her kinks.

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Julia
Part 1 (Cravings)

by Mythos

   The final buzzer signaled the end of the basketball game.
Another home game win for the Winnadnock Bucks, won by a layup
shot moments before the end. With this win, Winnadnock High
would go on to play at States for the first time in eight years.
It was cause for celebration.

   Julia bounced on her feet, waving her pompoms in the air. She
and the other cheerleaders had been doing so off and on
throughout the game. They'd also put on two opening routines and
a halftime show. They were exhausted, but they picked up their
energy. Their team had _won_. Enthusiasm was part of the job.

   When the benched players ran onto the court to swarm each
other in celebration, the cheerleaders rushed to join in.

   Julia pressed into the crowd of basketball players, who
reeked of powerful body odor. They surrounded her, as did other
cheerleaders. She had already been sweaty, but the stench of
this crowd was far worse.

   By the time the cheering ended and the bleachers started to
clear, Julia stunk of over a dozen sweaty men and women. Sweat
had caked her blonde hair to her forehead. Her bodysuit had
stains soaking her armpits, and her panties were a swampy mess.

   God, she wanted to fuck somebody right now.

   As the cheerleaders left for the locker room, Julia imagined
what would happen if she'd accidentally entered the men's locker
room instead of the woman's. She'd apologize and try to leave,
but the basketball team would block her in. They'd tell her how
she was going to help them celebrate their victory, then force
her to strip. She'd struggle to no avail. Soon she'd be naked
before the entire team with no one to save her. Then they'd
strip down too.

   They'd take turns using her body three at a time. A player
would lay on the benches while she was made to ride his cock.
Another man would be behind her forcing his cock up her ass. A
third would force her to fellate him. Their bodies would still
reek, and she'd have to tongue clean each of their grimy,
unwashed cocks, especially after they'd cum in her ass and
pussy. Sometimes they'd turn around and force her to tongue
their anuses. The ripe taste would be overpowering. She'd suck
small bitter clumps clinging to their ass hairs and have no
choice to but to swallow them.

   After they'd all had their way with her, she'd be laying on
the tile floor covered in cum. They'd order her to play with
herself, and when she did, they'd urinate on her. Streams would
splash over her breasts and belly. Some would soak her hair.
Others would hit her pussy and stimulate her clit as she rubbed
herself. She'd cum, and this would only encourage them. They'd
decide to really defile her before leaving her for the janitors
to discover. Circling around, they'd turn and hover their asses
over her. They'd strain. Their anuses would dilate, and--

   "Julia. You're coming out with us tonight, right?" Nora was
standing over her.

   Julia dispelled her daydream. "Yeah. I'll be there."

   "Good. Do you need a ride? Alice can take one more."

   "Okay."

   "Great. We're leaving right after we shower."

   "Oh. Okay. Yeah, sure." Julia smiled, and Nora hurried toward
the showers.

   Julia had forgotten the squad was going out tonight. This was
Friday, and she had just managed to get herself covered in the
glorious stench of a dozen people. She'd _planned_ to carry that
stench with her until Monday morning. Her parents were out of
town this weekend, which gave her free reign of the house. She
_was_ going to wallow in her uncleanliness, playing with her ass
and pussy as they got progressively messier. No one would have
known, except now if she didn't shower, others at the party
might notice.

   Probably for the best. Julia knew she was doing something
wrong whenever she skipped showers, or wore used panties, or
neglected deodorant. She didn't know where in her idilic
childhood she had picked up such a nasty obsession with
uncleanliness, but it wasn't good for her. It was mentally
unhealthy, and if anybody ever found out, she'd become an
outcast, instead of a top-of-the-totem varsity cheerleader like
she was now.

   Stripping her uniform and undergarments, she stuffed them in
her gym bag. Internally, she knew she'd be enjoying the smell of
those later. Beside her bag was another. Inside was a crumpled
uniform. A pair of panties peeked out from where the owner had
crammed them. Sweat still soaked the band. Julia thought of
swiping them. It didn't matter who they belonged to. Julia would
revel in its bouquet of smells--licking the flavor from the
crotch. Maybe she'd wear them herself.

   But Julia ignored her urge, and instead headed to the shower
to clean up.

                               #

   After drinks at Alice's house, the cheerleaders went to a
club called Outlaws. It was in a shady part of town, but it was
the only place where they could get in without needing fake IDs.
One of the girls knew the bouncer.

   Inside, the music blasted. Dark lights lit the dance floor,
and projectors covered the place with darting lights. After a
few overpriced shots, the girls lost themselves to the music.
They made sure to flock together on the dance floor to help ward
away creeps.

   Julia occasionally strayed. Sure enough, men would dance up
to her. She'd grind against them. Sometimes, they'd grope her.
Hands squeezed her ass. Men cupped her breasts. It was so
deliciously dirty, but sure enough, her fellow cheerleader would
_rescue_ her, pulling her into the flock while shunting the man
away. Her friends would give her a look as though to say, "what
a creep," or, "are you okay?"

   It was frustrating. She wished she could tell her friends to
let the men do that, but what they'd think? These men were
sweaty and gross, and certainly perverts since they were hitting
on and underaged girl. She'd never _date_ one of them, but the
idea of going home with one for a night excited her to no end.
It would make a nice change of pace from the high school boys
she was expected to date.

   She'd just gotten out of a relationship with a senior last
week. It had been... boring. They'd slept together several
times. He'd always wear a condom, and shower afterward. He
smelled of Oldspice. Never sweat. Even when he'd come back from
working out he'd complain about how bad he smelled, but just
Oldspice.

   Every guy she'd dated was like that. Clean freaks. At least
to her. Vanilla sex only, and never as much as she craved. Only
twice did she ever get someone to try anal. He insisted on a
condom, and that she clean herself beforehand. After he came, he
had immediately cleaned up in the bathroom. Why wouldn't he? It
was gross. The mess shouldn't be a turn on.

   Something was seriously wrong with Julia. Her weird tastes
were getting in the way of healthy relationships. Last year,
she'd tried going cold turkey from all her perverted behavior.
She'd showered frequently, always wore clean clothes, avoided
her twisted flavors of porn, and abstained from her personal
"games". It lasted four incredibly long months filled with guilt
and frustration until she eventually gave up. Maybe in college
she'd get therapy or something without her parents finding out.
They'd freak if they even knew she was attracted to girls, much
less that she had a sick attraction to anything unclean, boy or
girl.

   After dancing a while, Julia and her friends took a break. As
they ordered more shots at the bar, Julia noticed a group of men
near the back of the club. Between them was a black haired woman
with fair skin. Julia recognized her. She was a junior at
Winnadnock and played on the rugby team. They'd never talked,
but Julia knew the girl's reputation. She was a renowned bitch.
Apparently she slept around too, a lot.

   A few of the men handed Evelyn money.

   "Hey." Julia caught her friends' attention. "What's going on
over there?"

   Everyone looked.

   "Ugh," said Nora. "It's Evelyn."

   "What's she doing here?"

   "Who knows?" said Alice. "She was at that bonfire party last
month. I heard she slept with the entire Westfield soccer team."

   "What? Like, in the woods?" asked another.

   "Yeah. Becky Wong saw her at a bar last week offering sex to
some bikers for money. You know what the grossest part was? Her
sister was with her."

   "Who's her sister?"

   "A middle schooler," Nora said. "I hear she's not much
different."

   "But what's she doing _here_?" asked Julia. The men who'd
given her money followed Evelyn through a door.

   "Probably whoring it up. That's all she does. Her sister is
probably here too."

   "That is _so_ wrong," said Alice. "The club should kick her
out?"

   "_Winnadnock_ should kick her out," Nora replied. "She should
be expelled."

   "Isn't she the rugby captain?" asked Julia.

   "Yeah," said Nora. "She's a complete bitch to the other
players. Everybody hates her. It's like she gets off on ordering
the team around. David dated her during freshman year. He says
she was the most demanding, high-maintenance bitch he's ever
met. And she cheated on him constantly."

   "Yeah. With all the people she's banged, she's probably
looser than a garbage bag."

   They all nodded in agreement. The vodka shots came. Julia was
good an drunk once they headed back to the dance floor. She kept
her eyes on Evelyn through the night. Men after men kept talking
with her, then disappearing through the door. Other men returned
and joined the club as though nothing had happened.

   After a while, Nora found Julia again. "The rest of us are
getting tired. Ready to go?"

   Julia agreed, and the cheerleaders collected. On the way out,
Julia smiled at the bouncer, making sure he saw her. The girls
walked together toward their cars. They passed a subway
entrance.

   "Hey," Julia said. "I think I'll take the subway home."

   Her friends paused.

   "The subway? Are you sure?" asked Alice. "It's no problem
dropping you off. You're not far away."

   "Yeah," Julia said, "but my house is in the other direction,
and it's just three stops."

   "It's dark out," Nora said. "You really shouldn't ride the
subway alone."

   "It's fine. I do it all the time."

   The girls' concerns were not assuaged.

   "It's _fine_," Julia took the first steps into the subway.
"I'll see you all on Monday."

   "Okay," they called after. "Be safe."

   Julia waved without looking back. In the subway, she lingered
by the turnstiles. The place was deserted, and the train wasn't
in.

   Her heart was hammering. An idea had wormed into her mind
back when she was on the dance floor, and it never went away. If
she were going to act on that idea, now was the time. It was
idiotic, _dangerous_ even, and if she were sober, she'd go home
right now. It was already ten-thirty. She could spend the rest
of the night playing with herself, then spend the whole weekend
playing her sick little games in the bathroom. It would be the
smart thing to do.

   Turning, she headed back up the subway stairs and checked
around. Her friends were gone; she was alone. Hands shaking, she
returned to the club and approached the bouncer. She told
herself that if the bouncer asked for ID, or questioned her at
all, it would be her sign to give this up.

   "Hi," she said. "I was just here. I think I left my phone at
the bar."

   He let her in with hardly even a glance.

   Inside, the music still blasted. In the back, Evelyn was
negotiating with men. Julia didn't have the nerve to approach
when others were around, so she ordered a drink at the bar and
waited. Evelyn escorted the men through the door. She returned a
minute later and resumed her post, alone.

   Heart racing and head dizzy from alcohol, Julia gulped her
drink and approached.

   "Hi," she said.

   Evelyn scrutinized her. "Hi."

   "What's up?"

   "Nothing. What do you want?"

   "I'm just wondering what you're up to. I saw a lot of people
going back there. Is there a party?"

   "No."

   "Then what is going on?"

   "Nothing. Fuck off."

   "You know we go to the same school, right?"

   "I know who you are. I saw you cheerleaders on the dance
floor. Why don't you go back to them."

   "They all left."

   "So should you."

   "Why? Just because I'm a cheerleader means I'm not good
enough?"

   "No. You're not going in there because you just want to
gossip about it to all your friends."

   "They don't know I'm here."

   "Sure."

   "No, really. It would be social suicide for me if they did."

   "Not if they put you up to it."

   "What if I paid?"

   "I don't care."

   "What if I..." Julia chewed her lip. "What if I promised not
just to watch?"

   Evelyn eyed her curiously.

   Julia continued. "If I... you know... _did_ something, then I
couldn't tell anyone, could I?"

   Evelyn leaned close. "You're drunk."

   "Not really."

   "Go home. This isn't for you. Go find some cute boy and get
your thrills with him. This isn't something a girl like you
wants to be involved with."

   "You don't know what kind of girl I am. I hear your sister is
up there. Isn't she the main attraction?"

   Evelyn studied her, eyebrows arched. "You? You don't strike
me as _that_ kind of girl."

   "Maybe I am. Maybe I'm not. There are guys in there too,
aren't there? How much is it?"

   "One hundred and fifty dollars."

   "Wow, okay. You must be making a lot from this." She checked
her purse. "I've only got sixty four. Is that good enough?"

   "Are you _sure_ you want to do this? If I take you back
there, you _have_ to participate."

   "I know. I will."

   Evelyn snatched the money. "Come with me."

   She led Julia through the door and down a hallway with cement
floors and flickering fluorescent lights. At another door, two
muscular guys stood guard. They made Julia surrender her phone,
adding it to a pile of others. No photos or videos allowed, it
seemed. For Julia, it made this affair all the more clandestine.
Evelyn ushered her inside.

   Julia first noticed the _stench_. She could smell cum and
sweat. Upon a dirty mattress in the room's center, a young girl
was on her hands and knees. Two men were having sex with her:
one fucking her ass, another enjoying her mouth. Other men stood
around drinking beer.

   Cum roped the girl's body. Her inner thighs were slick. She
looked as though she'd been having sex for hours.

   She was definitely Evelyn's sister. They shared the same
vibrant black hair and skin. She wasn't as voluptuous as Evelyn,
but thin like a runway model, and in her early teens. Her
breasts were plums.

   The girl rocked back against the man pumping her ass while
teasing the cock in her mouth with her tongue and hand. Her
enthusiasm was far too real to be just a show. She seemed right
at home.

   The man she was fellating groaned. He shot a load down her
throat and backed off. A man from the crowd set down his beer
and unfastened his pants.

   "Hold on," said Evelyn. "My friend here would like to jump
ahead. Does anyone mind?"

   The men leered at Julia. The young girl looked at her with
child-like curiosity--an odd look given that a man was currently
sodomizing her. Julia was the center of attention. Every
instinct told her to dash for the door.

   After a long pause, Evelyn leaned in. "Thought so. I'll let
you leave now."

   That spurred Julia. "No! I'll do it."

   "Then do it already."

   Before she lost her nerve, Julia hooked her skirt with her
thumbs and shimmied it down to her ankles. Then men cheered and
hooted upon seeing her thong. Legs shaking, Julia approached the
mattress. After one final pause, she yanked off her panties. All
eyes fell to her pussy. A dainty patch of blonde fur denoted it.
It took every ounce of will not to cover herself with her hands.
Stepping onto the mattress, Julia presented her pussy to the
girl, who buried her tongue into her snatch.

   Never before had a woman touch Julia like that. It was
electric. Between her terror and her excitement, her body was
already responding. Everything about this was _disgusting_.
Julia could smell sexual fluids everywhere. The mattress she
knelt upon was soaked in sweat. And how many dirty cocks had
been in this girl's mouth before she started tonguing Julia?
Dozens? Hundreds?

   Julia held the back of the girl's head to pull her closer
into her crotch. She felt cum matting the girl's hair.
Mesmerized, she looked at her hand. Cum was webbed between her
fingers. It smelled rank.

   Julia felt as though she were entering a haze. Her mind shut
down, overpowered by the utter lust burning inside her. Without
thought, she put her fingers in her mouth and sucked. It salty
tingle was like a drug.

   Grinding her pussy against the girl, Julia peeled off her
tank top and yanked off her bra. The men cheered. She was naked
now and too high to care. Swiping her fingers through cum trails
on the girl's back, Julia smeared it over her pert breasts.

   The man fucking the young girl's ass came. He pulled out and
waddled around to her side. His cock had streaks of brown.

   "Hey, move," the guy said. "Clean me."

   The young girl replaced her tongue in Julia's snatch with her
fingers so she could take the man's cock in her mouth, shit and
all.

   Never had Julia seen anything so revolting outside of the
internet. She'd never before known anyone else to willingly
allow shit in their mouth, and this girl was lapping away stains
on the man's shaft as though it were routine for her.

   She finished cleaning the man, and he left. The girl lay on
her back. She motioned for Julia to remount her face. Julia did
so immediately. The feel of the girl's tongue was made all the
better knowing that it was contaminated with fecal matter. Julia
could become infected from bacteria worming deep inside her. The
thought turned her on. She knew it shouldn't, but no one here
cared.

   Before Julia lay the girl's body, encrusted with cum and
sweat. Her pussy oozed semen from countless strangers. Without
thought, Julia lay over the girl and fasten her mouth to the
girl's messy pussy. So much cum. It filled her mouth and smeared
along her cheeks.

   A man approached, his hard cock ready to go, but Julia and
the girl were still in a sixty nine. There was no room for him.
"Hey, come on. Move," he said.

   Julia grabbed hold of the girl and rolled over so she was on
the bottom. The girl's asshole was exposed.

   The man got the idea. He speared the girl's anus. Julia's
face was inches below, giving her a prime view. After a few
thrusts, shit smears appeared on his cock. The smell was
overwhelming. Julia watched intently as she sucked cum from the
girl's pussy.

   His cock became filthier and filthier. When he came, he
buried himself in the girl and held on. Julia saw his balls pull
tight against his body.

   As he pulled out, a string of brown cum landed on her face.
His cock was disgusting. Brown lined the shaft, and a caking of
shit was stuck beneath the crown of its head. Julia wanted
nothing else.

   She held her mouth open. "Ahhh," she said, trying to get his
attention. He looked down, grinned, and thrust his cock in her
mouth.

   Flavors invaded her senses: the shit of another girl, the
man's cum, the taste of his sweat and smegma. It was too much.

   She came. Hard. Harder than she ever had before, even as her
stomach twisted from the filth she swallowed. She grew faint;
the world seemed distant. From there on, she spent the rest of
the night lost in a daze of drunken lust.

   She remembered cleaning the man's cock fully. Her own lips
and chin were a mess. Another man fucked the girl's ass, and
another. Julia sucked off both afterward. Then she rimmed the
girl herself, sucking brown-tinged cum from her holes, along
with a few nuggets of bitter poo.

   They repositioned. Another man chose the girl's pussy while
Julia rode her mouth. Someone in the audience had complained
that Julia was taking up Lily's mouth for too long. Lily. So
that the girl's name.

   Julia opened her mouth for the men. They got the hint. An
overweight man stood on the mattress and shoved his cock down
Julia's throat. His cock was hairy and unwashed. Smegma had
accumulated along the head. She wished all the cocks were like
that. Man after man fucked her throat while she rode Lily's
mouth. Soon, she bent forward again to suck clean Lily's snatch.
When she did, someone prodded her ass. She spread her cheeks
wide and the man pushed his cock in slowly. It hurt. She
couldn't see who was sodomizing her, but she didn't want to. It
was dirtier this way.

   After the man finished, another took his place. Someone else
mounted Lily. He alternated between her ass and Julia's mouth,
making her clean the girl's mess again and again.

   Julia looked around at some point and saw the room was much
more crowded. She didn't care.

   Four men shot their loads up her ass, and two fucked her
snatch before she finally called it quits. Her ass and crotch
burned with pain, and she was heaving from the trickling build
up of waste in her stomach. Her insides felt wrung out from all
the wreching and cumming.

   She was _spent_.

   Julia  lay at the corner of the mattress and watched Lily
perform. Only now was the girl slowing, and she'd been doing
this for hours before Julia arrived.

   Several men were disappointed that Julia was out. They coaxed
her with their hard cocks at attention. She eventually caved and
sucked a couple more off. A little more coaxing and she allowed
one more to fuck her cunt. It hurt too much for her to enjoy,
and by now she was sobering up, but they'd asked so nicely. At
least she was finally giving her birth control a workout.

   The crowd waned. People weren't coming in anymore. Evelyn
returned and kicked the stragglers out.

   "It's time for you to go," Evelyn said to Julia as she
wrapped a blanket around Lily. She tossed Julia back her purse.

   "Who's still here?" she asked.

   "Just us," said Evelyn, "and we're leaving."

   "What time is it?"

   "It's two thirty in the morning."

   "_What?_ Shit." Julia nearly jumped to her feet. The subway
would have run its last train over an hour ago. She was miles
from home. "You uh... don't suppose you could give me a ride
home, could you?"

                               #

   "Nice car." Julia inspected the touch screen on the
dashboard. "It smells new."

   "It is new," Evelyn said blandly. She kept her eyes on the
road.

   "It's nice. Is it your Mom's?"

   "No."

   "Yours? Did you pay for it yourself?"

   "Mmhmm."

   "Wow. You two must make a lot more money than I thought."

   "Yeh. Just make sure you're on the towel."

   Julia checked again. Her body didn't touch the fabric of the
car thanks to a towel Evelyn had draped over the front seat
before allowing Julia in. Lily had her own towel in the back
where she'd conked out.

   "I am. Don't worry." Julia tentatively sniffed herself under
the arm. "God. I smell awful."

   "Just take a shower tonight. You'll be fine."

   Julia's grin. Evelyn had mistaken Julia's tone. Julia had no
intention of taking a shower any time before Monday morning for
school. She reeked of cum and sweat from a dozen men, and both
her holes were encrusted with filth. It was a hundred times
better than the grime from the basketball game. She would
thoroughly enjoy her stench this weekend like a dog who'd just
rolled in offal.

   "So is this what you two do?" asked Julia. "Go to parties.
Charge per fuck?"

   "Something like that."

   "Just your sister? Or do _you_ ever join in?"

   Evelyn gave her a sideways glance. "You ask a lot of
questions, Cheerleader."

   "Oh, yeah. I never told you my name, did I? I'm Julia."

   "Cheerleader is fine."

   Julia snorted. "Really? After all that? I'm still think I'm
just trying to get gossip on you?" She imitated a ditzy voice.
"Oh. My. God. Can you believe Evelyn let a dozen men fuck her
sister? Their cocks tasted so _gross_ coming out of her ass."

   Evelyn smirked, though only briefly.

   Julia continued. "If my friends ever find out I spent time
with you, I won't be a cheerleader for long."

   "Just talk shit about me with them," said Evelyn. "I don't
give a rat's ass what they think."

   "Aw. That's so sweet. You'd let me do that?"

   "Just don't talk about anything you saw tonight."

   "What happens if I do?"

   "The same thing that happens to anyone else who talks about
what they saw in that room. I'd hire some people to hurt you."

   "Really?"

   "Yes. Really."

   "Neat!"

   Evelyn didn't reply.

   "Thanks again for giving me a ride home," Julia said.

   "It's fine," replied Evelyn. "Least I could do, I suppose.
You made me over a grand tonight."

   "Wait. What?"

   "A lot of those people came after they heard another girl was
there."

   "What the hell? You whored me out?"

   "I didn't make you do anything. You chose to _participate_."

   Realizing she'd been pimped changed what happened from simply
being a fun night to being something adulterated--something
dirtier. It made the affair more erotic. She imagined herself
repeating nights like this. Instead of just a simple gangbang,
maybe she'd do something far more depraved and disgusting, and
she'd have to do it since it was a job. Julia's pussy tingled at
the thought.

   "I think I should get my money back," said Julia.

   "You paid to get in just like everyone else."

   "Yeah, but you made me part of the attraction. I should be
getting paid. Not you."

   "We didn't agree to anything. Besides, you only did what you
wanted."

   "Fine. _Don't_ pay me. Next time I think you should."

   "Next time?"

   "Yeah. You do this all the time, you and your sister?" Julia
glanced in the backseat where Lily slept. "If I drew a crowd
today, think about how much more we could make if you could
advertise _two_ girls."

   "You don't know what you'd be getting yourself into."

   "I think I do. I did just fine tonight. I can push my
boundaries a bit."

   "Listen. You had your fun. You did what you wanted, and
stopped when you got tired. If I were whoring you out, then I'd
do it the same as I do Lily. Anyone. Anytime. And whatever they
want. Imagine doing what you were doing for three times as long,
and not getting to say no. It takes a special kind of girl to
enjoy that. You may be special, but not _that_ special."

   Julia imagined it. The ache in her crotch was enough that she
knew she'd be sore tomorrow. By the end of the gangbang, her
stomach was saying no more than her lust was saying yes.

   "Hmm. Yeah. You're probably right about that. Still. You know
I'm good for your business. Why don't you let me know next time
you're doing a group thing. Invite me along, so long as I get in
for free."

   "Maybe."

   Julia glanced back at Lily again. "You said people can do
anything to her at any time?"

   "Yes."

   "But all those people wanted to do was have sex."

   "People are boring."

   "Is there anything you _won't_ let her do?"

   "I won't let her get permanently hurt. That would affect her
selling price."

   "Wow. That's it? Is there anything she doesn't like to do?"

   Evelyn shrugged. "Doesn't matter what she wants." She paused.
"But no. The depraved little girl loves everything. I have a
hard time pushing her limits these days."

   "Cool."

   They rode silently a while.

   "I bet _I_ could push her limits," Julia said.

   Evelyn glanced at her. "_You?_"

   "I'm more perverted than you think."

   "Then maybe you should find me after school sometime. I'll
sell you a private session."

   "Maybe I will."