Sorority – part 8

by Autumn Seave

Since I was still blindfolded, the first man guided my head downwards until my lips brushed against the head of his cock. I eagerly began to lap the hard, protruding flesh, running my tongue up and down the length of it. As I explored his unseen member, I felt his thickness and length. I was willing to bet that all of these men would be above average endowment. No doubt, these men had been hand picked by you as you knew that after months of being fucked by your largeness, average would no longer do for me.

After about 5 minutes of sucking the first man to the brink of orgasm, you prodded me on to the next. It was then that you reminded your friends of the all important rule.

“My girl is here tonight to please you my friends. You may fuck her any way you wish – her sweet mouth, her luscious tits, her strong, tight pussy. The only exception is her ass.”

You began to run your hands possessively over my cheeks, squeezing firmly.

“You can spank her bottom if you like – it will only excite her more – but your cock can not enter this forbidden place. Oh, I’m sure she would love it…”

Suddenly your lubed up finger slipped just past that tight ring and you began to gently frig my little hole.

“…she does love to have my hard cock inside her ass. But it’s my ass.”

Your finger slid in further, then all the way up to the knuckle. I wondered if you were so excited watching me perform that you were going to take me right now. Surely you knew that if you slid the length of your power into me now, I’d come instantly.

“This will be a reminder.”

Your fingers pulled out quickly and were replaced by something hard – but not your cock. We’d talked about using a butt plug before, but just never gotten around to it. I guessed that that must be what was pushing its way into my back tunnel now. You were using a firm, but not harsh, pressure and twisting in a teasing manner. I began to moan, my mouth full of another thick piece of flesh. I pushed back against the hard piece of plastic until the thickest part pushed past the tight ring and the plug was filling me with an exquisite sensation.

“Good girl,” you said, giving me a few smacks over my cheeks and thighs, “I knew you could take it.”

You then addressed your friends.

“Well, have fun boys. She’s all yours – almost.”

My ass was still adjusting to the largeness of the butt plug. It was a feeling of fullness that was quite different from that of your cock. Although it was about the same length as you, it was much thicker in the middle.

“Stand up darling. Let’s show them how pretty your backside looks. Let’s show them what you have to offer.”

You helped me to my feet and led me over to a table.

“Bend over the table darling.”

A quick, sharp slap convinced me to do so quickly.

My breasts, which were still tender from the nipple clamps and the sucking mouths that had devoured them, pressed against the coolness of the table.

Another couple slaps on my ass cheeks came with your direction to spread my legs. As I obeyed, I felt my labia open once again to the view of the men. This time, I was dripping wet and I could feel a trickle of my excitement run down my thigh as evidence to how much I was enjoying being exposed and offered up for their pleasure. Feeling their eyes upon my sex, offered for their use, was more exciting than I’d fantasized about and I felt no shame – only anticipation of the first cock to take me.

“Come now. You can give them a better view than that. Use your fingers to show them where you want to be fucked.”

Your direction was followed by more stinging slaps. I knew that my ass must have turned bright red under your hand by now and I imagined how enticing that must have been to the men. When I reached back and spread my lips, I used my muscles to open myself as much as possible. My deep tunnel was inviting and beckoning to them. When I slipped a couple fingers inside, I heard a couple of the men suck in their breath.

A few moments later, someone pulled my hands away and replaced them with his own. He was careful to stand to the side so that everyone would have a good view as he slid his fingers in and out of my pussy. His thumb slid over my clit making me moan and writhe under his touch.

“What do you want my little slut?”

“Ask him nicely as you’d ask me,” you directed.

“Please, sir, would you fuck my pussy now?”

In seconds, he had buried the full length of his cock inside my sheath. As he slowly fucked me, my clit rubbed against the table. My first orgasm came quickly and the second came soon after as he increased his pace and began to pound into me. With my muscles clenching over his cock, he released his jism inside me much sooner than he had anticipated, I’m sure.

Someone flipped me over onto my back. Another cock invaded my inner cavern and quickly began to pummel my still wanting cunt. This one was obviously overexcited. His thrusting bordered on painful, but the occasional cheer of one of the other guys reminded me of all the eyes that were witnessing my sluttiness. When I opened my mouth in a moan, I felt someone straddle my face and guide his cock into my mouth. I sucked eagerly at him as he slid his length to the back of my throat.

The night passed quickly as I was repeatedly fuck. Cocks filled my mouth and slid between my breasts. Occasionally you’d come over to paddle my ass and encourage me. You’d tell me what a good little slut I was and how beautiful I looked as I pleased all of your friends.

Finally, I lay on the table, spread eagled, exhausted, and sweaty. I’d come more times than I could count and the butt plug was now like a part of me. It had rubbed and twisted within my ass every time I was fucked and brought new and exciting sensations.

But now, with my pussy gaping open, the butt plug just reminded me that I hadn’t had your cock yet.

“My sweet wanton little girl. I think you’ve enjoyed being fucked by all my friends.”

You rolled me over and slid my bottom to the end of the table.

“Is there anything else you want my pet?”

You began to slide the butt plug in and out of my ass. You pulled it out so that the fullest part was just about to pop out, then slide it back in.

“I need you to fuck my ass.”

“Oh, you do?”

“Yes, please?”

My exhaustion had already been forgotten as you continued to play with the butt plug.

“But one of my friends isn’t done yet. His cock is still hard.”

I moaned.

“Do you think you could take us both? Do you want my cock in your ass that badly?”

“Yes, yes. I’ll do whatever you like. Just please, fuck my ass baby. You know I need it.”

Your friend came over and slid underneath me. I was soon impaled upon his long tool and he was thrusting slowly but deeply. I wondered what I’d gotten myself into as his cock was obviously the biggest in the room. I remembered it from earlier in the evening when his extreme thickness had impaled me from behind and gotten stuck half way in. He’d had to shove his tool hard into me and give me some adjustment time before he’d been able to fuck me properly. Once I had adjusted, he’d turned us around so that I was on top of him and riding him hard. I ground my cunny up against his pubes and came hard.

You began to give me an earnest spanking as I rode his thick tool this time, showing your friends how I loved the firmness of your touch. You repeatedly asked me what I wanted, making me beg my desire for your cock inside my ass. You made me tell all your friends that I was your sweet little ass-slut, then made me beg some more.

“You’d better fuck that ass soon man, ‘cause the way she’s grinding against me, she’s going to come all over my dick and I’m going to be right behind her.”

You finally pulled the butt plug out with a pop. The emptiness in my rectum was excruciating, but it didn’t last long.

Moments later, you climbed onto the table and plunged your cock into my depths. Normally, you took your time with my ass, but the butt plug had already prepared me for this invasion. You rammed your tool roughly into my ass, not holding back. You’d been watching me being fucked all night long and I thought I detected a little anger in your thrusts. Could you possibly be jealous I wondered?

The thought was fleeting though. Sandwiched between the two of you, my clit ground roughly against your friend each time you drove deep into my tunnel. That final orgasm ripped through me like an earthquake. I felt it deep in my rectum. It pulsated through the walls of my pussy erupting into my clit. I screamed and moaned, yelling, “fuck fuck fuck fuck” over and over again.

The other guys cheered us on as we writhed in a mound of tangled flesh on the table.

I barely noticed when you pulled out of my ass and your friend rolled out from under me. I was in a state of stupor and recognized the sound of people getting dressed and then leaving, but I was conscious of very little more than that.

Soon, you were back and lifting me in your arms. You carried me down a couple hallways and into the same communal bath I’d been in with Andrea and Chandra earlier. You bathed my overexerted body slowly and tenderly.

After some silence, you finally said, “I hope you enjoyed your birthday present.”

“I did,” I muttered.

“I hope you really did. Because I will never share you again. Sometimes I think you have needs that even I can’t fill. Somehow, I’m going to have to figure out a solution for that.”

You didn’t say another word as you dried my body and carried me back to my room. You tucked me in between my satin sheets, kissed my forehead, and the night was never mentioned again, neither in conversation, nor in my journals.