Hi! My name is Jennifer! I had an experience  few months ago that
changed my life forever. I am 16 yrs old with very long blonde
hair. I have to be careful not to sit on it because when I let it
down, it reaches down to my bottom. I'm quite tall for a girl at
5ft 9inches. I have a slender build with average breasts but they
are quite large for my frame, so they look much bigger than they
really are.
 
I was heavily involved in drama classes at school and Friday
night was a major production with family and friends by the
hundreds in the audience. I definitely wasn't the star. I had
never had anything like a leading role but I was content to do
bit parts and help out on set.
 
In this particular play I was acting out a male role. There are
never enough boys in drama! I was a sailor! Not the white suited
navy kind. I was more like a fisherman. I had my hair up inside a
beenie. My breasts were restrained by a kind of girdle which made
breathing an effort but wasn't too bad. The long coat I was
wearing hid my distinctly female hips but the thing that really
completed the look was the beard. Makeup had done a wonderful
job. It was a short thin beard that made me look like a young man
who couldn't quite grow a proper beard yet. It was a master
piece! When I looked in the mirror, I couldn't even recognise
myself. Anyone would have thought I was a young seaman, maybe
early to mid twenties, just off the boat. I tried to deepen my
voice, without much success but the director said it didn't
matter. He said the slightly higher pitched voice actually added
to the illusion of me being a young man.
 
The play was a success. Everybody congratulated us on a good job.
Mum and Dad and my little brother were there and gave me lots of
praise. Well, Mum and Dad did anyway! My brother is a little
shit! There was an opening night party after the play so my
family left. I asked if I could stay at Kelly's house after the
party and they said I could. That was a lie! I was intending on
spending the night with my boyfriend, Michael.
 
Michael and I had been a couple for about six months. He was the
only boy I had ever let fuck me! He took my cherry after only two
weeks of dating and we had been fucking like rabbits at every
opportunity for the last 5 or 6 months. I never orgasmed when we
had sex but I still enjoyed it. Just like I enjoyed giving head.
I like watching his face as he's about to cum. It gives me a
feeling of power! Giving head makes me wet but I don't get off on
it. The only times I had ever had an orgasm was when I
masturbated at night in my bed!
 
The opening night party was dull. It started straight after the
play because we were only sixteen and it was going to finish at
9pm. It was strictly monitored by the teachers and there was
definitely no alcohol permitted! Most of us hadn't had time to
change yet so I was still dressed as a fisherman. Michael and I
managed to slip away for a blowjob. He wanted sex but it would
have been far too difficult removing all the clothing I had on,
so I told him he would have to wait until later. He was laughing
as I took his cock in my mouth, saying that my 'beard' tickled
him. I thought it was pretty funny as well but I got down to
business and gave him some serious head. I've been told that I'm
pretty good at giving head and he was a horny teenager, so it
wasn't long before he was shooting hot cum down my throat. I
swallowed every drop and licked the spillage from his cock until
it was nice and clean. Then Michael had a great idea!
 
He suggested that I buy us some alcohol. The way I was done up it
should be possible for me to pass as a 21 year old man, provided
that they didn't ask to see I.D. because I didn't have any.
I didn't really think it would work but it would be fun to try so
I gave it a go. We got in Michael's car and drove to a bottle
shop. It went off without a hitch! The guy behind the counter
barely gave me a glance as he took my money and handed me the
bottle of bourbon. We spent the next couple of hours in his car
draining the bottle. Michael drank most of it but I was feeling
pretty drunk as well and I ended up giving Michael another blow
job in his car. Bourbon and cum is an interesting taste!
 
Then Michael gave me the money to go and get another bottle
before we headed to our campsite. Michael had told his parents he
was going camping with the boys and he had a tent set up in a
campground just outside town. Unfortunately the bottle shop had
closed so we went to a local bar which also had a takeaway liquor
license. I felt a bit more uncomfortable this time. There were
lots of people in the bar and most of them looked pretty rough. I
once again managed to buy the bourbon without any problem but I
was stopped by a couple of guys just outside the bar who wanted
to share it. I moved to go around them and they tried to take the
bottle from me and a short struggle ensued. Michael saw what was
happening and came racing over from his car. There was a bit of a
fight. Nothing too serious but Michael ended up with a black eye
and a few bruises while defending me. I got the wind knocked out
of me early but was virtually unharmed otherwise. The bottle was
broken during the fight and just then the police turned up. 
 
Michael was pretty drunk and was being aggressive to the guys who
had attacked me. We all ended up being put in handcuffs and
thrown in the back of different police cars and taken to the
police station. I only saw Michael once at the police station and
he was too far away to talk to. I was still dressed as a
fisherman and I really didn't want my parents finding out that I
had been arrested, so I carried on the charade of being a man and
gave a false name to the police. John Smith! Imaginative aren't
I? I didn't have any identification on me so even though they
made me empty my pockets, there was nothing to give me away. I
hadn't done anything serious, so I figured I would be processed
and released to appear in court at a later date. Which of course
I would never do, since I wasn't really John Smith!
 
Things didn't happen quite as I had planned. I was taken to a
holding cell and Michael was nowhere to be seen. I assumed he was
in another cell. There was a big football game on that night and
the police had been picking up drunken brawlers all night long,
so the cell was packed! It was quite a large cell with four bunk
beds spaced a yard or so apart with one end against the back
wall. It looked like a small military barracks! There were
benches along the remaining two walls and of course, the front
wall was just bars. All the beds were occupied and so were the
benches but there was still over a dozen men standing or sitting
on the floor. There was about thirty guys there in total, and me
of course.
 
I was starting to think I had made a big mistake not telling the
police I was female. I felt very uncomfortable locked in a cell
with all these men but I couldn't very well reveal myself as a
girl now. I would wait until the police came back and tell them
the truth so I could get out of here. In the meantime I tried my
best to fade into the background and remain as unobtrusive as
possible.

I saw a bit of a commotion at the back of the cell and as the
crowd shuffled around I saw that a really big guy standing at the
back of the cell was getting a head job from another guy!
Everybody was just ignoring them as if this sort of thing
happened all the time. Maybe it did, I really don't know. Maybe
they were just too scared to say anything because the guy getting
his cock sucked was huge!
 
Even though I was very nervous, I thought I was fairly safe in my
disguise as a young man. I never considered that someone might be
attracted to me even though they didn't know I was a girl but
that's what happened. I guess even in my disguise, my slender
frame and obvious youth made me a target. Four tough looking men
approached me. They said I had a very pretty mouth and told me to
get down on my knees. They were very threatening in their manner
and I was terrified. I was even more scared of what would happen
if they found out I was a girl. I shook my head to say no. I was
too scared to speak! They said one way or another, I was going to
bring them off. Either I could get down on my knees or they would
bend me over and fuck my ass. I didn't respond at all, I just
shook my head again. The four of them grabbed me very roughly and
dragged me towards one of the bunks. I tried to scream but one of
them had his hand over my mouth.
 
Just as they were bending me over the bunk and pulling at my
clothes, the big guy came over and told them to leave me alone.
Even though there was four of them they backed off. They were
obviously scared of this guy. My relief was short lived though.
He sat down next to me on the bunk and pulled out his cock and
told me to suck it. I was terrified but I still shook my head to
say no. He laughed and said I could either suck his cock or he
would leave me to the other four guys. I didn't know what to do.
I was too scared to speak and there were no good options. I just
sat there on the edge of the bunk, stunned. He said "Suit
yourself" and moved to the back corner of the cell. I heard him
say "He's all yours" to the other four men. The other four guys
grinned an evil smile and started to move towards me again. I
spoke for the first time since entering the cell. "Wait" I said,
to the big guy and went after him. He smiled as I approached,
then he put a massive hand on my shoulder and he pushed me to my
knees. He pulled out his cock again and dangled it in front of my
face. "Get sucking" he said and he grabbed my head and pulled me
towards him.
 
I really didn't have any choice. It was either suck this guy off
or get raped by the other four. I wasn't new to cock sucking.
Even though Michael was the only boy I had ever fucked I had
blown plenty of guys! I gave my first blowjob at 13 and had been
giving head ever since. I wouldn't put out, but if I went on a
date and I liked the boy, I would suck him off. Giving head was
like a good night kiss to me. I soon had a reputation around
school for giving head so I got asked out on dates a lot. I had
dated and blown most of the good looking boys in my age group at
school over the last 3 years, and a few of the older boys as
well. That was until Michael came along! Since we had started
dating, his was the only cock I had seen, let alone sucked. Yet
here I was having my head pulled towards the cock of a man at
least 15 years older than me. His cock wasn't really all that
big, considering what a giant of a man he was, but it was big
enough. I opened my mouth, resigned to the fact that I was going
to have to blow this guy, so he would protect me from the rest of
them, but I felt bad about 'cheating' on Michael.
 
I started giving him head and pretty soon he was swelling in my
mouth. Something I had felt many times before with lots of boys!
I grabbed hold of his hips and started really sucking. I needed
him to be my protector until the police came and took me out of
there and I didn't want him handing me over to the other guys as
soon as he was done with me. I thought if I did a good enough
job, he would want to keep me for himself. I might have to suck
him off once or twice more through the night but that was better
than those other guys getting to me. As his cock grew hard I
realised he was bigger than I first thought but still not huge. I
had no problem taking him all the way and 'deep throating' him. I
started sucking more quickly now and was moving my head backwards
and forwards like a piston, swallowing his cock on every thrust!
He exclaimed "Fuck this boy is good!", which got a few comments
about sailors from some of the guys in the cell. I heard someone
say "Fucking faggots" but not very loudly. I guess most of the
guys in the cell were straight but they were all still watching
what they thought was a young 'man' giving an awesome blowjob in
the corner of the cell.
 
The four aggressive guys were still hanging around and one of
them said something like "Are you going to let us try out that
mouth when your done with him?". The big guy replied "Fuck off!
This one is all mine". My tactic was working. I had my protector!
At least I wasn't going to have to suck off anyone else. I really
went to town on his cock now! I was giving him my best and using
every bit of my skill and experience. He was thrusting his hips
in time with me and I could tell he was close to cumming. A few
seconds later he let go a flood of cum into my mouth and I
swallowed it all.

As he finished I started swirling my tongue around the head of
his cock, Most guys like it when I do that. I always make sure to
continue licking and sucking after they have blown, until I have
removed every trace of cum from their cocks and balls! Not
everyone likes that though. Some guys get super sensitive just
after they cum and can't stand to be touched for a minute or so.
He must have been one of those! He pushed my head off his cock
quite suddenly and as he did my beenie came off! My long blonde
hair came cascading down and I realised my disguise was blown!
 
I heard someone say "Holy fuck! She's a girl!". The men surged
forward like a tidal wave! It wasn't just the four guys from
earlier. The entire cell had been watching me give head and it
seemed like they all pushed forward. Now that they saw I was a
girl, they all wanted a piece of the action,  Before I could say
anything or call for help, a hand was clapped over my mouth and I
was dragged to my feet. I was being pulled backwards by my head,
and hands were all over me, pulling at my clothes. I could see
the big guy in front of me! He looked surprised but it was
obvious he wasn't going to help me. Even he must have realised he
couldn't stop all of them. Or possibly he just didn't care since
he had already got his rocks off in my mouth just a few seconds
earlier. I was being held completely off the ground. Someone
pulled my fake beard off. My coat was removed and several hands
were pulling down my jeans. My shirt was ripped away and the
'girdle' underneath was quickly undone. My breasts were suddenly
free of their restraints and the way I was being bent backwards
had them thrusting into the air. My bra and panties were ripped
off at virtually the same time and suddenly I was naked! All
within about 10 seconds of my hair falling down. I tried to
scream but the hand over my mouth prevented me from saying
anything.
 
They lay me down on the bottom mattress of one of the bunks with
my head towards the open end, away from the wall. I kicked and
struggled but it was no use. I was being supremely overpowered!
There was a man on either side of me holding each arm. Some other
men were holding my legs and there was still plenty of hands to
spare. They were touching me all over and squeezing my tits. The
men holding my legs pulled them wide open. The bunk wasn't very
wide so both my knees reached the opposing sides of the bunk and
my feet were pulled completely to the floor. It was very
uncomfortable and had the effect of raising my hips slightly!
Suddenly I felt fingers pushing inside me! It was less than a
minute later that one of the four men who had originally accosted
me, climbed between my legs and dropped his pants. He was looking
right into my eyes and smiling! I knew then that there was no way
out of this. I was going to be raped! He was already hard and in
an instant he lay down on top of me and pushed his cock all the
way inside me with one brutal shove. This was only the second
cock I had ever had inside me and I was getting fucked hard!
 
The rest of the men were cheering him on and calling out "Fuck
that slut" and things like that. They were making lots of noise,
which was a mistake.  Hands were still squeezing my breasts and
rubbing up and down my legs when I heard, the outer door crash
open with a metallic clang. Everyone suddenly went quiet as I
heard the police coming towards the cell. The man fucking me
stopped moving but he didn't pull his cock out. He just let his
full body weight fall on top of me, covering my body almost
completely, and pinning me down to the hard mattress. The hands
on my arms and legs, clamped down even tighter and the hand over
my mouth was like a vice. I couldn't move an inch or make a
sound. 
 
The police who had come to investigate the noise were right
outside the cell. I was going to be rescued! I could hear
them saying "What's going on in here?" and I knew at any moment
they would be in the cell. Once they realised I was a girl, I
would be taken out of here. I would be safe! No one answered them
but surely they had to see what was happening!
 
The rest of the men had formed a barrier, blocking the view of
the bunk I was imprisoned on. The police must have known
something was going on behind that blockade but they didn't come
into the cell. They just told everyone to keep the noise down and
then they left! I couldn't believe it! I tried to scream for help
but barely a noise came out through the hand over my mouth. As I
heard the outer door clang shut, the man on top of me started
fucking me again. He hadn't even gone soft and he continued
pounding furiously into my 16 year old cunt! A few minutes later
he thrust his hips forward very hard and then suddenly stopped. I
felt jets of cum splashing inside me and then a few seconds
later, he pulled out and gave me another evil grin as he put his
cock back in his pants and climbed off of me.
 
Another man was on top of me in moments and once again my cunt
was being penetrated by a man's cock. This guy lasted about 15
seconds! I mean that literally. I had barely come to the
realisation that another man was fucking me, when he finished!
The other men laughed at him and I heard one of them call him
"lightning" as he climbed off of me. As quickly as he got off on
my left, another man climbed on me from the right and a second or
two later, the third cock to violate me that night was about to
enter me.
 
This guy was pretty big. Even after two other guys had
just fucked me, I could feel his cock stretching me! I had
struggled with all my might through the first rape but to no
effect and now I was exhausted. I had stopped resisting and the
men holding my arms and legs had eased off a bit so I wasn't
quite as uncomfortable as before. Even the guy with his hand over
my mouth was only lightly holding me. I knew that if I started to
struggle or cry out again, those hands would tighten and once
again hold me firmly.

I had seen bigger cocks on one or two of the guys that I had
sucked, but not many. This was definitely the biggest cock I had
ever had inside my cunt. He wasn't being at all rough like the
first two men and I felt myself catching my breath in short
gasps with every thrust of that monster into my tight snatch!
Despite his size he was fucking me quite gently. As strange as it
sounds, it was almost as if he was making love to me. He was
fucking me in slow deep strokes and I found myself starting to
respond. I didn't even realise it at first but I was lifting my
hips to meet his thrusts. I couldn't believe I was doing it! It
was like my body was responding on it's own.
 
I had always been faithful to Michael, yet here I was getting
raped for the third time and I was starting to cooperate. My
emotions were in turmoil as feelings of embarrassment, guilt, and
pleasure were fighting for first place inside me. The men holding
my legs must have felt the change because they totally released
my legs and before I knew it, I had raised my legs high and
wrapped them around the waist of the man fucking me! That allowed
him to bury his huge cock even deeper into my cunt. I could feel
a warm familiar sensation building deep inside me that had never
happened to me when I fucked Michael. I certainly wasn't trying
to cry out for help anymore but the man kept his hand loosely
over my mouth to stifle my moans! Suddenly I was cumming, and it
was the strongest orgasm I had ever had. The man fucking me just
kept up his slow deep strokes and he drove me into a frenzy! I
was thrusting my hips up at him ferociously now as another orgasm
swept through me only 30 seconds after the first one. Less than a
minute later I had another, then another, and another, until
finally he quickened his pace and sent wave after wave of hot cum
into my quivering cunt.
 
Nobody was bothering to hold me down anymore and the fourth guy
turned me sideways on the single bunk, then rolled me over onto
my hands and knees, so that my knees were at one side of the bunk
and my hands at the other. He quickly stuck his cock inside me
and proceeded to fuck me doggy style, while he was standing up at
the side of the bunk. Another guy moved in front of me from the
other side of the bunk and stuck his cock in my mouth, which I
proceeded to suck enthusiastically. I was getting it from both
ends and loving it. I had never done that before! Until tonight I
had only had the one lover and I never imagined that I would ever
have two at the same time. I was still quivering in the wake of
that lightning series of orgasms and I wanted more. The guy in my
cunt didn't last long. After a few minutes he gave a grunt and
unloaded his balls inside me. His place was quickly taken by
another man and now my cunt was having it's fifth cock for the
night.
 
Another three guys had fucked me in that position and two more
had come in my mouth, when we heard the outer door clang. The
guys quickly lay me down on the bunk and through my coat over me,
making sure to cover my hair. I lay there curled up hoping I
wouldn't be discovered! How my attitude had changed! An hour ago
I was desperate to get out of here and now I was hiding from the
police so they couldn't 'rescue' me. The policeman called
someone's name and I heard one of my cell mates say "Oh Fuck" as
if he didn't want to leave. I guess he hadn't had his turn yet!
Once they were gone I was returned to my previous position and
more men took their turns as cocks 8, 9 and 10 unloaded their
contents inside my snatch.
 
The 11th man to fuck me, lay down across the bunk and pulled me
on top of him. I straddled his cock and started riding up and
down. The guy in front of me was standing there with his cock at
attention and I never hesitated as I leaned forward and swallowed
it all, trying to get a good rhythm between the cock I was deep
throating and the one I was riding. As I was getting fucked at
both ends another guy stood next to the man I was sucking, he
reached out for a handful of my hair, wrapped it around his cock
and started masturbating! I guess he couldn't wait for his turn!
I have no idea how they were deciding whose turn it was but I
didn't hear any fighting. Another guy started doing the same
thing with my hair on the other side. Pretty soon my hair was
getting frequent doses of sticky white conditioner, as man after
man used my long silken strands to bring himself off.
 
Three men came in my mouth while I was riding the cock of the man
below me. I thought he was never going to come and I was starting
to get tired of riding him. I guess one of the other men thought
the same thing because he said "Fuck this! I'm sick of waiting".
Then he came up behind me and started pushing his cock into my
ass! I had never done that with anyone, not even Michael! For the
first time since I had started cooperating with my 'rape', I
protested! I pulled my head back off the cock I was sucking and
managed to say "No" but the guy I was sucking just grabbed hold
of my head and started fucking my face! I couldn't talk with his
cock in my mouth and he wouldn't let me pull away. I reached
behind me to try and push the cock away from my ass but I felt my
wrists seized firmly and crossed behind my back. The man held
both my wrists with one hand as he guided his cock into my ass.
There was plenty of lubricant! Bucket loads of cum had run into
my ass while I was being fucked on my back. The man had no
problem getting his cock slippery as he pushed into my virgin
hole. There's no other way to say it. It hurt like buggery! I
tried to scream but the man fucking my face slid his cock all the
way into my throat and my scream went nowhere. I wasn't enjoying
myself anymore! The man under me was pushing his cock upwards
into my cunt. There was a guy holding my head and sticking his
cock deep down my throat with every thrust, and two men were
wanking into my hair. I was ok with all of that! The bad part was
having my hands pinned behind me while a cock was being pushed
repeatedly into my ass hole, causing me considerable pain.
 
Even though the men kept changing, I was kept in that position
for ages. After five or six men had fucked my ass, I got used to
it and it stopped hurting so much. I even had a couple more
orgasms! I had been fucked by at least 20 men now. More like 25
if you counted the ones who had fucked my ass. I totally lost
count of the number of blowjobs!  Every once in a while a few
more guys would be called out of the cell by the police and every
now and then a few new guys would be brought in. Each time my
cell mates made sure I was out of sight until the policeman had
left. Eventually they left my ass alone and lay me back down on
the bunk. Now I just had one man at a time fucking me missionary
style, plus the continuous blowjobs. The number of men in the
cell was starting to thin out. I had fucked or sucked all of
them! At least all of them who were interested! Which was nearly
all of them! A few of them had even come back for seconds!
 
They had used the shreds of my clothing to wipe away the excess
cum a few times, but I was still incredibly wet and I could hear
the "schlop schlop schlop" sound as each man thrust his cock into
the gooey mess that filled my sloppy cunt to overflowing.
 
Another large group of drunken football fans was brought in a
while later. About twelve of them! As soon as they saw me spread
on the bunk they were on me in a flash! They were very drunk and
were being very rough! To my surprise I liked it! I had several
more orgasms while they took turns pounding me. They never
thought of rolling me over though, which I'm glad about because I
don't think my ass could have taken anymore! They managed to keep
me busy sucking cock and getting fucked for the next hour or so.
There was only a couple of guys left I hadn't fucked!
 
Then the guard came in and called out "John Smith". I was once
again being sheltered by a few of the guys! He called out "John
Smith" again. Then I remembered that "John Smith" was the false
name I gave the police when I came in! The game was about to end!
The couple of guys who hadn't screwed me yet were going to be
disappointed! Suddenly one of the guys I had already fucked a
couple of times took one for the team! He must have realised that
I was the one being called so he said, "I'm John Smith" and the
police took him away in my place. Without even being prompted, I
threw the coat off me and rolled back into position as the two
guys who had been interrupted continued their assault on my mouth
and cunt. Their cock juices soon added to the copious quantities
of cum in my cunt and stomach.
 
Maybe twenty more men came and went while I remained the rest of
the night in that jail cell but the overall number gradually
diminished as more men were taken out than were brought in. It
wasn't until the day shift came on and there were only three
people remaining in the cell, that one of the policemen realised
there was a girl in there. He called for backup and they got me
out of the cell, threw a blanket around me and took me to an
interview room. I had cum all over me. It was running down my
legs and was all through my hair and all over my face. It was
clear to everyone that I had spent the night being gangbanged! I
heard the sergeant ask one of the officers how many men had been
in that holding cell last night. The constable had to look it up
in the log but finally came up with the answer of 57! One of them
was me, the fictitious John Smith. There were maybe three or four
guys who didn't participate but I realised I had been fucked by
over fifty men and quite a few of them had come back for seconds!
 
The police asked me how old I was and I told them "16". That made
them very worried! The age of consent in my state is 17. They had
locked a teenage girl, a minor, in a cell with 56 men of varying
ages, and it was clear that most of them had fucked me. The
police knew they were in trouble! There was going to be hell to
pay if this hit the media!

I told them about how I was dressed as a man when I was arrested
and why. They asked me why I didn't let them know I was a girl. I
just said it was because I was very drunk and didn't really know
what was happening and that I didn't want my parents to find out
about me drinking and being in a bar. I pleaded with them not to
tell my parents about last night!
 
That gave the police a way out of their difficulties! They
released me without charge and made it clear all the paperwork on
"John Smith" would disappear. As far as they were concerned, last
night never happened! My sore cunt and ass said otherwise! The
sergeant told me someone called Michael was asking about a
Jennifer Ames. He asked if that was me and I told him it
was. Michael was waiting outside for me! I couldn't let him see
me like this. 

The police took me back to the now empty holding cell, where I
found my shoes, my jeans, my beenie, and my coat. My underwear
and shirt were in shreds on the floor and soggy with cum. They
gave me a shirt to replace the one that had been ripped off me. I
went to the bathroom and cleaned myself up a bit. I did the best
I could with nothing but paper towel and a sink! There was
nothing I could do about all the cum in my hair so I just tucked
it back under my beenie. With my coat wrapped around me, I looked
just like I did when I came in, except for the beard!
 
I went outside and threw myself into Michael's arms. He said "I
was so worried about you! I was released within the hour. Dad
picked me up at 9:30 last night!"
 
I did some quick maths! It was 8am now. We had been put in cells
at about 8:30pm the night before and my 'rape' had begun within
half an hour of me entering the holding cell. I had been fucked
continuously for about 11 hours! 

Michael wanted to know why I had been held all night. I told him
that it was because I didn't have any identification. I said I
was too drunk to give them my name or my parents phone number so
they let me sleep it off in an empty cell. There was no way I
could tell him what really happened! Michael said I was lucky! He
was in big trouble with his parents!
 
We walked towards his car with his arm around me. I tried to walk
normally but every muscle and every hole hurt! Michael noticed me
walking funny and asked if I was ok.
 
I said "Yes! The bed was uncomfortable and I have a cramp".
 
He accepted that but as I walked towards his car I could feel the
cum from over fifty men trickling out of my cunt and ass and
soaking my jeans! I saw the look of love and concern on Michael's
face and felt guilty all over again. 

As I stared into Michael's loving eyes, all I could think about
was all the men who had just fucked me and the dozens of orgasms
I had throughout the night. I would never be satisfied with just
one cock again. I knew that as soon as my bruises had healed I
would be looking for another group of men to fuck me. I was a
gangbang slut now! 

I still loved Michael but soon I would have to decide whether to
leave him or to cheat on him. It wasn't a decision I was looking
forward to making!







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