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(M+/F-teen, reluc, 1st, alcohol, blkmail, orgy) *** My name is Becky. I am a little older now, but when I was a junior in high school, there was an event that occurred in my life, that would cause me to change who I was forever. First, a little background on my part. I was 16, soon to be turning 17. I was (and still am) 5'3" tall. I have shoulder length, straight, strawberry blonde hair and blue eyes. I was athletic. I played volleyball and softball during childhood and throughout high school. I had somewhat thick thighs and calves, but I was not fat. I reached puberty at an early age, and by the time I was 16, I was wearing a 36C bra and size 6 panties (due to my wide hips). By this time, I have had sex a couple of times, and even tried oral sex a couple of times, although I really could have used some instructions on both. Now, on to the "event" I know you've been dying to read about. It was early December and all of us were at the high school football game. Word got to me about a party that was going on at a guy named Jeff's house after the game, and a lot of people were suppose to be there. I never really considered myself part of the 'in-crowd', but I had grown up with a lot of people who were. I was dressed sort of plain that night, more concerned about staying warm than I was about my looks. I had on a grey hooded sweatshirt and one of my favorite pair of blue jeans. Yes, I did have on a bra under my sweatshirt – and yes, I did have on panties under my jeans. I was wearing white socks and tennis shoes, just in case you were wondering. Anyway, back to the story. So the game ended, and I got in my car and followed some of the football players out to the party. When we finally got there, I realized it was pretty much out in the middle of nowhere. There was a long dirt road leading up to the house, and cars were lined on both sides of the road. I found a place to park and walked up to the house. Once inside, I found a couple of people that I knew, and after being given a cup of beer from the keg, began to hang out and talk about everyday stuff. To fast forward a little, I don't know exactly how many cups of beer I had (it doesn't take many to get me drunk), or whether anyone put anything in my alcohol, but I was feeling better than good. Although the room was spinning now and then, I still managed to make my way through the house without bumping into too many walls. I asked a group of four guys where the bathroom was, and they told me it was upstairs. As I made my way upstairs, I didn't realize that I was followed by the same group of older guys. I finally found the bathroom, and when I came out, my head was really spinning. Looking back on it now, it must have been from sitting down in the bathroom and then standing back up again. One of the guys that I recognized from downstairs met me in the hallway. He commented on how good I was looking that night, and then leaned down and kissed me on the lips. My inhibitions were out the window as I returned the kiss. He leaned down and kissed me again, longer this time, our tongues dancing in my mouth. We broke the kiss and he pulled me into a dark bedroom. We started making out again, and I could feel his hands roaming on the outside of my clothes as he squeezed my ass before running his hands up my sides and kneading my tits through my sweatshirt. My panties were getting wet from the attention I was getting and I had no conscience telling me right from wrong, or alarms going off in my head. My only thought was how good it felt and the attention I was getting. I felt his hand on my bare stomach as his hand made his way inside of my sweatshirt and began moving higher. A small moan escaped my lips as he cupped my bra covered tit and gave it a squeeze before massaging it with his big hands. As we continued kissing, he began walking me backwards until I felt the mattress bump into the back of my legs. He pressed against me, causing he and I to both fall onto the bed. We continued kissing for a while longer, his hands exploring, touching my skin. He broke the kiss and began planting kisses on my cheek, kissing his way to my ear and then my neck. His hands continued roaming my body until I felt him grab a hold of the bottom of my sweatshirt and begin sliding it up my stomach. He kept moving it higher and higher until it was between my bra and my neck. He placed his hands behind me and lifted me up so that I was sitting up on the bed. I unashamedly raised my hands over my head as he pulled my sweatshirt off, before his hands reached around me and unhooked my bra. He threw them both in a pile on the floor as I fell back onto the comforter. He began planting kisses on my stomach, kissing his way up my body until his mouth reached my hard nipples. He took my left tit in his hand just before I felt the warmth of his mouth cover my nipple. He swirled his tongue around it, sucked on it, and then nibbled lightly on the bud causing me to toss my head from side to side, enjoying the sensations coursing through my body. He released his lock on my left tit and began focusing on the right one. I was gripping the sheets by now, loving the attention my body was getting. He kissed his way down my stomach and I felt his fingers fumbling with the button on my jeans. He got the button undone and grabbed a hold of each side of the waistband of my jeans. I involuntarily kicked off my tennis shoes before lifting my hips off of the mattress. He had a hold of both waistbands, my jeans and my panties, as he slid them down my hips, past my knees, and off my legs before adding them to the pile on the floor. I was down to only my white socks as he kissed his way back up my thighs before planting his face between my shamelessly parted legs. I groaned out loud as his tongue began worming its way past my puffy, engorged, parted labia. He licked his way from the bottom to the top before focusing near my clit. I bit my lip as I felt a finger slide into my tight, slippery twat. He was laying on his left side now, my clit in his mouth, his left hand on my right tit, and a finger from his right hand wiggling inside of my pussy. I gripped the comforter tight in my hands as my orgasm raged through me and I came on his finger – my breasts heaving and my body feeling all warm and tingly. He removed his finger from my twat and wiped it on the inside of my leg. It took a little work on my part, but I managed to sit up on my own as he was pulling his shirt up over his head. I didn't notice the small, red flashing light in the corner of the room as I was more focused on getting his pants undone. I eventually got them undone, with a little help from him, and slid them down his thighs. When I sat back up, my head was spinning again, and I placed my hands on his hips to steady myself. He told me to open my mouth, and I did, as I felt his cock slide past my lips and into my mouth. He placed his hand on the back of my head and began slowly sliding his cock in and out of my mouth. I was doing my best to breath out my nose as I cradled his cock with my tongue. He began to pick up the pace, literally pulling my head onto his cock, as he began to fuck my face with each thrust. I almost threw up a couple of times as his cock jammed against the back of my throat. He released his grip on the back of my head as his cock came out of my mouth and he pushed me down onto the bed. He quickly made his way between my thighs and forcefully pushed his cock in me, all the way to the base. Like I said before, I had sex before this point, but it had been a while, and his cock was definitely bigger than his finger that was in me earlier, and I thought I was being torn in two. The pain soon subsided and we began building up a rhythm. I could hear the audible squishing sounds as he was hitting all the right places inside of my pussy. I felt his cock expanding as the head began pulling on the walls of my twat, making it feel that much better. It was as though I could feel every definition and vein in his cock as he continued fucking me. I began moaning and cursing as my orgasm hit me and I came with a scream. The slurping sounds of his cock in my twat seemed loud to me as he began grunting and I felt his cock pulsing as he came. His cock continued twitching as I began feeling all warm inside. He collapsed on top of me before soon pulling out and rolling over – and off the bed. I laid there all sweaty with cum leaking out of my pussy as I began hearing other voices in the room. I didn't really think much of it until the light came on above the bed. I blinked and covered my eyes as I tried in vain to focus in my intoxicated state of euphoria. I finally was able to open my eyes and I could see the other guys that were downstairs earlier in the evening. They introduced themselves. I found out that Mark was the guy who had fucked me. Jeff was the one in the chair across the room. Jason was the one nearest the closet. And Brian was the one with the video camera. They told me that they had video taped the whole incident with Brian's parents' camera – with the night vision capabilities. I didn't believe them, so they showed me a portion of it. They said that if I didn't let them have their way with me, they were going to give the tape to my parents, and sell a copy to people at school. I was willing to do anything so that my parents and friends couldn't find out. They liked the sound of that. The remaining three guys got naked while Mark held the video camera. Jeff walked to the edge of the bed and after pulling me into an upright position, ordered me to suck his cock. I took his cock in my hand and then in my mouth as I began bobbing my head up and down on his shaft. He reached down and began massaging my nipples and tits, causing my pussy to defy me and feel tingly all over again. He pushed me down onto the bed and then ordered me to get on my hands and knees. I did as I was told and I felt the bed move behind me as I knew what was coming next. Jeff grabbed a hold of my left hip with his hand as he used his right hand to find the entrance of my twat. He put the head in before grabbing my right hip with his right hand and slamming his cock home in my slippery, cum filled hole. I grunted at the intrusion as the sounds of his thighs against my ass were audible throughout the room. He held tightly onto my hips as I laid my head down on the comforter. Brian walked over and lifted my head up off of the mattress and ordered me to suck his cock. I opened my mouth and he pushed his cock into my wet mouth. He withdrew his cock and got on his knees in front of me on the bed, trying to get in a position more to his liking. He found one he was comfortable with and soon his cock was back in my mouth. My tits were swaying underneath me as Jeff continued pounding me from behind. With each thrust forward, Brian's cock was banging against the inside of my cheeks and the back of my throat. I was trying my best to breath out my nose and focus, but focusing was difficult for me as this was the first time I had ever been with two guys at once. Jeff reached around my hip and began rubbing my clit as he continued pounding me harder and harder. Brian reached underneath me and began slapping and pinching my tits, calling me names like 'slut' and 'whore' – and telling me how much I liked what they were doing to me. The combination of Jeff's cock and fingers brought me to my third orgasm as I moaned around Brian's cock. Brian removed his cock from my mouth as Jeff held my hips tight and announced he was about to cum. A couple of seconds later, I felt Jeff's cock spasm inside my twat sending sprays of hot cum deep into my pussy. Jeff removed his cock with a slurp as Brian moved in behind me. I could barely hold myself up and was surprised when Jeff was back in front of my face. He ordered me to open my mouth, calling me a 'bitch' and a 'slut', as he forced his cock – covered in his, mine, and Mark's cum – into my mouth. Had I thought about what was on it, I probably would have thrown up, but instead I cleaned him off, rather enjoying the taste, until he was complaining that his cock was sensitive from recently cumming in me. About the time that he pulled out of my mouth, I felt Brian slide effortlessly into my sloppy pussy. The slurping and squishing sounds from the fluids being plunged in and out of my twat were filling the room along with the strong aromas of cum and pussy. Brian began fucking me harder and harder, sometimes pulling all the way out of my twat before slamming his cock all the way back into me. He started slapping my ass, spanking me harder and harder as he called me a 'slut' and 'whore'. It didn't take him too long before he pressed all the way into me and moaned before shooting his cum deep into my pussy. I didn't even feel him pull out, from the fucking I had received to that point, combined with the fluids now leaking and dangling from my labia and pussy hole. I laid there on the bed in a sweaty heap, trying to catch my breath, and had forgotten all about Jason until I felt the bed move behind me. He lifted me a little off of the mattress so that my knees were back underneath me and then sank his cock straight into my twat. Jason's cock was bigger than the other three, and I felt my pussy awaken as he touched areas that hadn't been explored until then. I began grunting with every thrust from Jason as I rocked back and forth on the comforter. I felt wetness around my asshole as I felt Jason part my ass cheeks with both his hands. He had spit on my ass for lubrication, since all my fluids had been going the other direction. I felt a finger at the entrance of my tunnel as he slowly sank his finger in my ass, eventually reaching his big knuckle. I complained of the pain, but had no energy to do anything about it. He began working is finger in and out of my ass, soon matching his cock stroke for stroke. I had never experience anything in my ass to that point, but that's not to say I hadn't thought about it. He began doing different things with the finger in my ass, moving it in circles as he continued pushing it in and out of my virgin ass. I could feel every knuckle and bend in his finger as he manipulated my asshole. Although his cock seemed larger than the other three that I had in my pussy earlier that night, he soon complained that he couldn't feel my pussy anymore, do the fucking, the fluids, and the fact that I was a 'whore'. With that, he withdrew his cock from my twat, and before long, I could feel the head pressed against my ass next to his finger. He withdrew his finger and replaced it with the head of his cock. The force pushed me forward, as he tried entering my asshole. He grabbed a hold of my hips and pulled me backward, forcing me to be impaled on his rock hard shaft. I screamed in pain at the feeling of being torn in two. My screams were soon muffled as my mouth was again invaded, this time by Mark – the one who had fucked me first. I could still taste my pussy on his cock as I was being fucked from both ends. I'm sure I looked like a pig at a luau as they took their turns using my body for their pleasure. Sometime during the night, something must have snapped in my subconscious because I could feel myself liking what was happening to me, and I began submersing myself more and more in the role of 'slut' and 'whore' that they had labeled me. Jason commented on how tight my ass was and gripped my cheeks before spreading them apart wide as he continued pumping harder and harder into my ass. I involuntarily reached underneath myself and began rubbing my clit. I could feel the veins in his cock as he plowed in and out of my tunnel. I was moaning on Mark's cock, reaching the brink of yet another orgasm, when Jason grunted and came in my bowels. He pulled out and took the video camera from Brian about the time that Mark said he was going to cum. Rather than cum in my pussy as he did the first time, Mark held the back of my head as I felt the first ribbon of cum splash against the back of my throat. I nearly gagged trying to swallow it all as he held my mouth closed around his cock. He withdrew his cock as a glob of cum dripped off the tip and onto my chin. He reached down and smeared the cum from my chin to each of my cheeks, telling me to 'wear it and like it'. I thought they were through with me, but soon Jeff was behind me, sliding his now hard cock back into my gooey pussy. He slid back and forth a couple of times, with I realized was just for lubrication, as he withdrew and then speared me in the ass where Jason had only recently been. Brian wasn't sure if he could go again, but moved in front of me and told me to suck him until he was hard. Jeff began pumping in and out of my ass while Mark stood off in the corner and was now the one with the camera. Brian began fucking my face as Jason walked back up and began slapping, pinching, and pulling on my swaying tits as they hung underneath me. I felt the pain and pleasure stop from my tits and wasn't sure where Jason was until I felt two and then three fat fingers enter my pussy. Jason began pumping his fingers in and out of my twat, while Jeff was fucking my ass and Brian was fucking my face. Jason removed his fingers, wiping them on my thigh before furiously rubbing my clit back and forth. My head was really spinning now as I was moaning and panting against Brian's cock in my mouth. Sweat and cum were dripping from my body as I came one last time – this time, my own cum squirting out of me and pooling between my knees on the comforter. Jason told the guys I had just squirted, and evidently that was more than they could take as first Jeff withdrew from my ass and came all over my ass and lower back – and then Brian withdrew from my mouth, pumping his cock in his hand as ribbon after ribbon of cum splashed my face and hair. I collapsed in a messy heap – my ass in the air and my face pressed into the mattress – as Mark moved around behind me – making sure to get close-ups of the cum dangling from my labia and leaking from my sore, inflamed hole. He panned to get a visual of the cum leaking from my asshole, and then higher to get the cum sprayed on my back. He walked around to the other side of the bed and grabbed a handful of hair, lifting my head off of the bed. He zoomed in at the cum on my face and my hair. Jason walked over and pushed me so that my lifeless body fell over and I was lying on my back. He reached down and slapped each of my tits before rolling my nipples through his fingertips. He then ran his hand down my stomach, reaching between my thighs and diddling my clit one more time for good measure. I didn't even protest. Mark turned off the camera as they got dressed. Jeff walked over and tossed me over his shoulder, butt naked, as he carried me into the bathroom. Brian turned on the shower and Jeff put me in the tub – the cold water bringing me back to consciousness. They threw my clothes in the bathroom with me and left me there to collect my thoughts and reflect on the events that had taken place. Looking back on that night, I don't know if the videotape ever surfaced online or if it just stayed between those guys, but I know that I don't need a videotape to replay the events that changed me from an everyday person, to an everyday person with a hidden 'slut' inside of me. END I hope you enjoyed my story. If so, please feel free to email me with your comments. Just be sure to include something in the title that would let me know what you're writing about. And if you have any story ideas for me to write in the future, let me know those too – and I'll see what my imagination can do to help. Thanks for your time. Becky. beckyjo@canada.com ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author does not condone the described behavior in real life. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Kristen's collection - Directory 44