Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience. Title: The Wrong Shower (Part 2) Author: TheBigLove126 Celebs: Olivia Holt Codes: MMMF, celeb, cons, oral, anal, interr, exh Summary: Olivia returns to the gym, now legal - Disclaimer: The following is a fictional, consensual story featuring a real female celebrity and three fictional men. There is racist language in the story, if that offends you, then grow up. Any similarity to reality is coincidental. If you have any questions, comments or other feedback to this or any of my other stories; feel free to contact me at - thebiglove126@yahoo.com or chat with me on YIM, I am almost always online. When it comes to request, I will take them if they interest me, I like the celeb (no Miley, no Ariana, no Scarlett, no Kardashian, no Upton) and the request is not too detailed (I don't like planning out stories, I like to write as I go). - It had been over a year since Olivia Holt went into the wrong shower at the nearest gym to her house. That day, the then-sixteen year old gave two black men a day no one could forget. Her age was a risk but the men did not care. Today, the Disney actress was eighteen years old, free to legally have sex with any adult she wanted to. There was no better time to return to the gym then right now. Dressed in a tight yellow tank top and black shorts so small they could be classified as panties, the freshly legal teen walked back into the gym and began her regular workout. She had avoided the gym for so long, afraid of seeing the men she had sex with on that day. While she had fun, she did feel a bit ashamed of herself, not for the sex but for putting the men in danger for fucking a child. Now, she had no worries. Olivia did her regular workout that she had done elsewhere for the previous year, building up a lot of sweat. She used seven different machines in her hour and a half there. Once she was done, she walked towards the showers. Unlike last time, she looked at the arrows. To the left was the women's locker room, to the right was the men's. Olivia gripped her duffle bag and hung a right. The eighteen year old walked past the lockers, stripping as she approached the shower area. Off came the shorts and the tank top, resting on the bench closest to the shower. The sports bra and panties fell to the floor below and the completely nude Olivia went into the open shower stall with her bag. She pulled out a bar of soap and a washcloth, tossed the bag out towards the bench and turned on the hot water. Olivia stood under the shower head, warm water spraying down her long blonde locks, dripping onto her smooth-as-silk skin. Her slender fingers following the water, giving herself a layer of moisture from head to toe. She shined under the florescent lights of the gym. The girl had a huge smile on her face, one that grew when she heard the heavy door from yards away open and three deep voices that had an urban flavor to them. Quickly, she soaped herself up and waited. "These don't look like no guy clothes," one of the men said. Olivia's heart raced as the footstep got closer and closer. She was so glad the shower stalls had no doors and she would be on display for the men. The first one came around the corner and saw the happy blonde smiling at him. "Oh damn," he said as he looked her wet, naked body up and down. "What's up girl?" "I'm just taking a little shower," she said in a sultry tone. The other two men, all black, came around and saw the five foot, two inch tall girl rubbing the washcloth across her hairy pussy. All six eyes could not believe what they were seeing. "You know this is the men's shower right?" the second man said. Olivia simply smiled and shrugged, continuing to wipe herself off with the washcloth. "So what are your names?" she asked, turning around the show the men her soapy ass, nearly giving them all heart attacks. "What a fucking ass!" the first man said. "That's a silly name," Olivia said. "I'm George, that's DeShawn and Rod," he said. "How old are you?" "Eighteen," she said. "Nice and legal." "You really aren't hiding what you want," DeShawn said. "Two years ago, I stood in this shower and got screwed by two large black cocks," she said, making the guys eyes grow even wider. "I'm just a girl that likes big, thick, meaty choco-cock. Now take those shorts off and let me see what you're bringing or get the fuck out," she said with a sadistically sexy look in her eyes. Rod stepped forward and pushed the girl against the tile wall. He put his hand under her chin, lifting it up and kissing her on the lips as she fondled the massive bulge in his basketball shorts. He tore his shirt away and tossed it back to the other guys who quickly stripped down to nothing. DeShawn and George walked up to Olivia as fell, fondling her perky, soapy breasts and firm, wet ass. She moaned loudly as her special areas were used as nothing more than the pieces of meat they were. Rod's rod was pulled out by the girl, felt up and down and measuring at nearly ten inches. Olivia ducked her head down and took the massive piece of black meat in her mouth, instantly letting to fall to the back of her throat. The man grabbed her wet hair like handlebars and pulled her back and forth, choking her with every inch of his cock sliding down her tight throat. DeShawn sat down on the floor and pulled her by the hips down onto his thick nine inch cock. She started to laugh around Rod's cock as she took all nine inches with ease, fitting like a warm, slippery glove. The girl started to bounce up and down on the pole while the man lay still, his hands gripping her hips, leaving red fingerprints imbedded on her skin. Feeling left out, George grabbed the girl by the hair, pulling her away from Rod's cock. The man held her mouth open and repeatedly spit in it, calling her a different name with each shot. "Bitch! Slut! Whore! Cunt!" he yelled as his thick saliva landed on her tongue. Olivia continued to laugh and moan as she was treated like a worthless whore, which was something she had greatly enjoyed since the day she lost her virginity. Eventually, George stopped and bent down, trying to wedge his cock into her cunt, joining DeShawn. The girl's eyes went wide as the biggest cock, eleven inches, joined in on the party. She took a deep breath and looked up at Rod, taking he cock in her hand and shaking it like her life depended on it. Within seconds, the pain on her face was replaced by a look of extreme arousal. The feeling of her cunt being split apart by two massive black members was making her wetter than the shower floor. "I fucking love nigger dick," she said as she swallowed Rod's cock and bobbed her head up and down on him. Rod grabbed her by the hair and pulled at it. "You shouldn't say that word," he warned her. "We might have to punish you more." A huge, devilish smile fell upon the blonde teen's face. "Nigger, nigger, nigger," she said with each inward double-thrust into her pussy. Rod and George each slapped the girl's perky breasts as hard as they can, causing her to laugh and shake them. "Harder, you fucking nigger!" she screamed. "You hit like a little white man!" Rod took her nipple between his thumb and index finger and pulled it back as far as it could go. Olivia took his cock down her throat, screaming around it as tears started to stream from her eyes. He let go and she groaned deeply. With a slobbery pop, she pulled his cock from her mouth and looked down at her pussy being destroyed by the two cocks. She could see the shine on them from her waterfall of a cunt before finally hitting the wall. Olivia threw her head back and screamed as an intense orgasm flooding the men's cocks. She lay back against DeShawn, turning her head and kissing him as her body continued to be willingly abused under the running shower. Rod maneuvered his way between his friends and somehow wedged his cock into her tunnel of a cunt. She bit down lightly on DeShawn's tongue as her body accepted its third invasion. "Fucking hell," she said as she lay perfectly still, allowing the men to do all of the work. For almost three minutes, the men rhythmically fucked the young whore while her high-pitched squeals echoed through the empty locker room. Soon after, Rod pulled out of her and held his cock to her forehead. With a closed-mouth smile on her face, she allowed the man to coat her face in a thick, creamy mask of cum. Most of the semen followed the curving of her nose while a thin stream ran down the middle of it, a small droplet dangling for dear life. Rod used her wet hair to wipe himself off, using her as a towel. The other two men pulled out of her and stood up. With the cum starting to dry a bit on her face, George grabbed her face and shoved his cock down her throat after she stood up and bent over. DeShawn lifted her up by the hip, assisting in holding her horizontally above the ground, completely under the control of her two chocolate lovers while the third stood at her side, rubbing his still-hard cock against her dangling breasts. DeShawn forced his wet cock up her ass instead of going for her loose cunt. She groaned again around a cock as the men started to rhythmically fuck her like a ragdoll at both ends. It only took a minute before Rod, standing at her side, slid his long cock under her levitated body and rubbed at her clitoris before sliding the head between her abused lips. He was not in a position to fully fuck her but was still able to get an inch or two in. Olivia held her eyes open as all three of her hole were being used as cock gloves. The one in her ass fit easily as she was very experienced with backdoor sex. Not wanting to risk pregnancy but also hating the idea of condoms, the majority of her very active sexual life was done from behind. Slobber was starting to rush out of the corners of her mouth, dripping down on to Rod's feet. She looked over at the man with happy eyes, causing him to go away from her cunt and begin to slap her chin with his massive member. She began to choke as the laughter overtook her emotions. The massive load of cum on Olivia's face was starting to turn into glue as the sweat forming had mixed with the dying sperm. George gripped her hair and pulled his cock out of her mouth, holding her up as her arms dangled below. With his free hand, he shook his cock very fast until more semen was added to her gooey mask. She laughed again as a fresh coat of warm batter sprayed onto her mess of a face. DeShawn lifted Olivia up until he was holding her up by her ass, the girl facing away from her. Rod walked up and slammed his cock up her still-gushing cunt. The men sandwiched the girl between them as their sweaty bodies, DeShawn's still under the showerhead, slid across each other. "Make me cum again, nigger!" she exclaimed as she pushed her breasts into Rod's face. The man bit down on her nipple and gently nibbled on it, eliciting a squeal from the girl. "You like being punished, don't you?" he asked her, biting down on the other hard nipple. "I'm a bad, bad little white girl," she said as she came around Rod's rod, her second orgasm of the session. It only took a few more seconds before DeShawn was ready to cum as well. He pulled out of Olivia's hot ass and pulled her off of Rod. He forced her to her knees and gave her face a third coat of cum, glazing it in a bigger load than the two already present on her. Once he was done, he turned to Rod. "You got her last, make it count!" he yelled. Rod looked down at the kneeling whore covered in cum and got an idea. "Lay on your back and lift yourself up on your hands and feet," he commanded. Olivia followed orders and lifted herself up. "Bend as far as you can," he added. On the wet tile, it was hard but Olivia got her hands and feet as close together under her body, lifting her torso up high and making her pussy the easiest to access. Rod bent down and shoved his cock into her waiting pussy. Even after taking three massive cocks in it not that long ago, the teenager was still fairly tight and very pleasurable to the man. It felt like she was still getting fucked for the first time. With her head positioned upside down, cum began to drip into Olivia's nose, which she snorted and tasted in the back of her throat. She giggled as she repeatedly snorted the cum, gathering enough in her mouth for her to close her lips and try to force it all out, leaving it to drip from the corners of her mouth, down past her eyes. In her peripheral vision line, she could see the waves passing by to reach her forehead and hair. Rod continued to fuck her in this position for several minutes until he was ready to have his second orgasm. He pulled out of the girl, who needed no direction to get on her knees. She closed her mouth and eyes, a heavenly smile on her face as she felt her fourth and final coating of fresh cum spurting from a long, chocolate cock. When Rod was finished, Olivia opened her eyes and laughed as she scooped her bukkake leftover in her fingers and traced it down the front of her body, using it as shampoo when she reached her trimmed cunt hair. She continued to use the cum as body wash for several minutes as the men watched on. Eventually, she had made a one-piece bathing suit of light glaze across the front of her torso. "You niggers know how to fuck a bitch," she said as she stood up and kissed each of them on the head of their cocks. "I wish I could take each of you home but my boyfriend wouldn't like that." "You cheatin'?" George asked. "Is it cheating if his pencil dick never gets me off?" she asked. "When he fucks my ass, I feel nothing. 'Nothing' is the last word I'd use to describe this." Olivia stood under the shower and cleaned herself off while the men continued to watch. They were all still stroking their cocks. They grabbed her duffle bag and all unloaded one final gift all over her (formerly) clean clothes. She watched them as they did this and started to laugh hysterically. "I'll be sleeping in those tonight," she commented as she turned the shower off and grabbed a towel. Once she was dry, Olivia got dressed in her workout clothes while the men all got dresses as well. "That was fun," Olivia said as she grabbed her bag full of cummy clothed and started for the exit. "I'll be here every Wednesday at this time." Olivia pushed the door open and headed out of the gym, on to continue her day and count down until her next visit.