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After Hours Alicia Ch. 01

By: NewAgeErotica



Alicia Reynolds was a rather transparent girl throughout high school. She didn't really belong to any of the cliques at her school. She wasn't pretty, perky, or rich enough to be considered a part of the "prep" clique. She wasn't into partying, doing drugs, or having unprotected sex, so she didn't fit in with the party crowd either. The nerds were more of her crowd, but even they didn't call her one of their own. She had a few close friends who were just like she was, but she mostly floated through high school under everyone's radar.

Things didn't change much after she graduated. She had a steady boyfriend, whom she had been dating for over a year. At 18, this type of relationship was considered serious. They still lived at home with their parents, but they had talked about moving in together in the future. Alicia lived with her father, David. Her mother had moved out after a messy divorce several years back. She had been caught cheating on her father, who Alicia thought very highly of. 

Alicia had gotten used to living with her father. She would come home after he shifts at a local video game store to do chores and cook dinner for the two of them. Her father had a deep respect for Alicia. He felt that he was lucky to have her as his daughter. Most girls her age weren't interested in having jobs, steady relationships, or helping out their families. Alicia was not like all the other girls and her father knew it.

Her father ran a dive bar downtown, named The Hole in the Wall, in an area that was known for being trouble. The Hole in the Wall had been in business since a few years before David's divorce. It was something her father had always wanted to do, but couldn't find the time or the money to do it. David Reynolds had been laid off from his last union job several years back when he decided to cash in his chips and open the bar. When the bar opened, it was a hit. Everyone flocked to the new spot to drink and unwind with friends. A few years went by and the bar's luck started to change. To David, it seemed like most of his bar business had abandoned him and went to the other, more "hip", bars around town. After his divorce, he started to do anything he could to get customers in the door.

He would hire the prettiest bartenders that he could to work there, hoping that men would come in, drool over them, and dump money into his bar. This only seemed to help his failing business a little. It was a band-aid over a much larger wound. What he needed to do was something drastic...

Alicia Reynolds was a short girl, with raven black hair which covered her a quarter of her face. She dressed like a "gamer girl." She wore video game t-shirts that she would get for free from working at Game Addict. Alicia also liked to wear short shorts and thigh highs. When she went to school, she would wear a turtle shell backpack. She dressed the same when she started classes at a local community college in her town.

After classes got out in the afternoon, Alicia would walk from campus to her father's bar. This was normally a fifteen minute walk for her. She would get there, say hello to the bar regulars, most of whom she knew since she was young. The regulars were mostly her father's friends. After she said her hello's, she would find her father, who would give her the keys to his beat up pick-up truck. She would drive home, study, then pick her father up, come home again, fix a late dinner, then go to bed. This was the routine she had become accustomed to over the past two years.

It was Friday afternoon and Alicia had just finished her last class. She threw her books into her back pack and started walking toward her father's bar. Before she got very far, she was stopped by someone. The boy seemed vaguely familiar, but she was trying to figure out who he was and why he had stopped her.

"Hey, Alicia, right?"

"Uh...yeah. Hello." She said politely.

Sensing she forgot who he was, the boy said, "It's me. Tom Harris. We've got English 131 together. I sit behind you."

"Oh yeah. Hi. How are you?"

"I'm doing great now." Tom said, with a sly grin on his face. "Hey, where ya off to, sweetie?"

Sweetie? She thought. Why was he calling me this?

"I have to go to work." She lied.

"You don't work at the game shop tonight. Do you have another job?"

Fuck. How does he know my work schedule?

"I'm helping my dad out at his bar."

"But you aren't 21, are you? How is that even legal?"

He's too smart for his own good!

"I just bus tables and wash dishes. That's all." Quick thinking, girl!

"Oh, that's cool." He said, trailing off. "Look, you're hot as hell. The hottest girl in our class. Let's go out this weekend. You and me. We'll go see a movie and maybe go to my place after and hang out."

Go back to his place? Gee he's blunt!

"I'm sorry. I have a boyfriend. I can't go out with you. I'm going to be late. I have to go. Sorry."

She smiled meekly and walked off. She had been asked out before, but never by anyone as forward as Tom Harris. She remembered who he was. He was always late for class and sat in the back to talk with his friends. He didn't care about getting an education. His parents were paying for his classes and giving him a free ride. She had to work to pay for her classes, because her grant didn't pay for everything she needed. Tom Harris was one of those annoying boys with the polo shirts and the popped collars, who watched Van Wilder too many times and was only interested in chasing girls, drinking, and partying.

He was tall and muscular, a sharp contrast to her boyfriend, Peter, who was short and slender. She had met Peter while they were sophomores in high school. The two were both late for class on the first day, because they couldn't find the room they were supposed to be in. After looking together for the class, they sat by each other, became group partners, and started to talk and hang out after class. Their courtship started as a friendship. Alicia and Peter were just friends until late in their senior years. It wasn't long into their relationship that they started to become sexually active. They were both virgins when they had sex for the first time, in Peter's parent's basement on a Saturday night. As awkward and painful as it was, Alicia didn't dislike the experience. She somewhat enjoyed it. The sex wasn't anything to brag about, but Alicia started to enjoy it more and more as time went on.

Alicia finally arrived at her father's bar. She walked inside and said hello to three old men sitting at the bar - Ralph, Manny, and Roger. Ralph was the oldest of the bunch. She thought he was 60 or 70 years old. He walked with a limp. He told her it was because he took a piece of shrapnel in the leg during Vietnam. Manny and Roger were around her father's age - 52. The three of them put their drinks down and greeted the young girl. The bartender on Friday nights was Cheryl. Cheryl was in her late 30's, with three kids, and smoked a lot. She dressed trashy - usually in tight leather pants and a black tank top, which did nothing to hide her body or her slew of poorly done tattoos.

"Hi guys. Do you know where my father is?"

"I think he's in the back." Said Manny.

She thanked them and walked passed the bar to the back office. She knocked on the door, "Daddy?" Her father said, "Come in!" Alicia turned the knob and walked into his office. Her father was usually stressed out over money, but today was different. He seemed more stressed than usual.

"What's wrong daddy?"

"Pumpkin...I don't know what to do."

"What do you mean?"

"I don't know what to do with this. This bar. For the past few years this place has been bleeding money. I'm having to dump my own money into the place to keep it going! I can't keep doing this. I'm going to go broke! I won't be able to keep the bar, the house, or even help you pay for your schooling! This is really bad!"

At that point her father started sobbing. Alicia frowned and gave her father a big hug. "It'll be OK, daddy. I'm sure there's something you can do."

Her father jerked away, tears in his eyes, and said, "I've done everything! You don't know everything that I've done to keep this place running. To make matters worse, one of the girls isn't going to show tonight!"

Confused, Alicia asked, "What do you mean? Cheryl's behind the bar now. She's here."

"Not her. I'm not talking about Cheryl."

"Well, who do you mean?"

"I can't tell you, Alicia. You wouldn't understand."

She had gone from confused, to irritated. Her father was always honest and upfront with her about everything. Why was he holding a secret from her?

"If its bus work you need. I can help tonight." She forced laughter to try to break the mood, "I actually told some guy that I help out around here and wash dishes."

Her father sighed, "No. That's not what I'm talking about."

Feeling hopeless and confused, Alicia said, "Just tell me then! Maybe I can help."

"You can't. You really can't. I'm sorry."

OK. That's it! He's holding out on me! We have always been close and he has always treated me like an adult. Now here he is keeping secrets from me and treating me like a child!

"Just tell me! Stop hiding things from me!"

After another deep sigh, her father gave up, "Fine. The girl who was supposed to be here tonight wasn't going to tend bar or bus. She was supposed to...to...be..."

Alicia waited for the punch line.

"Entertainment." Her father said, swallowing deeply.

Alicia thought she knew what he meant. "Like a stripper or something? Is that what you have been doing with this bar to get more money?" She asked, becoming very agitated.

Shaking his head and putting his face in his palms, he father responded, "No. It's much worse."

Worse? What could be worse than turning your bar into a strip joint on the side?

"What do you mean 'worse'?"

"The girls strip, but there's more to their job than just that." He said, trailing off, hoping his daughter would end this embarrassing conversation, take the keys, and storm out of the bar.

Alicia went from upset to curious. She wanted to know what else these girls were doing besides taking their clothes off.

"What else do they do, daddy? Tell me. I want to know."

He unscrewed the top of a bottle of whiskey that sat on paper cluttered desk, poured some into a small glass, and took a drink. He knew the answer to this question was going to change the relationship he had with his daughter forever. The answer was going to turn him from someone she looked up to, to someone she resents and looks down on.

He was finally ready to answer the question...

"The girls...have sex...with some of the customers."

What!? Now the bar is a brothel? A whore house!? What sort of place is this? What sort of person has my father become? A pimp!?

Alicia's head was spinning for a moment. When she came back down to earth, she looked at her father. He sat there at his desk, almost in tears, with a bottle of whiskey beside him. He was a broken man. He had been divorced and seen his dream of owning a bar crumble right before his eyes. She wanted to be mad at him, but she couldn't. She loved him. Her father could probably pick up on how disgusted she was about the situation, but she didn't want to yell at him.

"And the girl who was supposed to be here tonight was supposed to take her clothes off and have sex with the customers? Even Ralph, Manny, and Roger?"

"Yes, honey."

"How does that even help your business? People aren't buying drinks if all they're interested in is having sex with someone."

"I don't make money off the drinks. I charge people $50 a ticket for the show. After midnight, anyone who has paid me stays, and anyone who hasn't leaves. I lock the doors...and...the show begins."

"So wait...one girl has sex with all of those men!? That's gross!"

Gangbangs were not something that Alicia was into. She couldn't imagine having sex with more than one person, especially not anyone other than her boyfriend, Peter.

"Yes. That's how it goes. Whoever does the show on Friday nights has to have sex with all of the ticker buyers."

"How many people is that!?"

"Usually only a dozen or so. Sometimes only four or five."

A dozen men!?

"And you don't have anyone to do that tonight. So you're missing out on an extra..." Alicia starts doing the math in her head, "$600 or something tonight?"

"Less than that. The girl gets half."

"So around $300!?" Alicia asked. Dumb founded. She had now realized exactly how desperate her father was. Most bars downtown could make that sort of money in less than hour. Her father couldn't make that in an entire night without having a girl come in and fuck his customers!

"Yes. That's all. I need the money, sweetie. All of the other bars are running me out of business. I can't compete with them. I don't have the kind of money that they do. I have to do something!" He said and slammed his fist on the desk, shaking the bottle of whiskey. "I'm sorry...I just don't know what else to do."

Alicia knew that this conversation had changed the relationship she had with her father. She now saw him in a different light. She once saw him as a proud, hard-working, dedicated father, but now looked at him as a sad, desperate man. She still loved him, but her opinion of him changed.

"I'm sorry I told you all of this," he said. "It pains me that you had to find this out. I wanted to keep this a secret from you until I made enough money to put us straight again. I'm sorry."

She felt like she heard the words, "I'm sorry" a hundred times in the past ten minutes. She knew her father was sorry, but she didn't know what happens next. She didn't know where their relationship would go next, but she was about to find out.

"I am going to have to cancel the show. My patrons aren't going to like it and they probably won't come back. Hell, some may even be so pissed off that they tell the cops what I'm up to! I'm fucked, Alicia. I don't know what to do!"

And neither did she. She had no idea how to help her father. If she had the money, she would pay off all of her father's debt so he could close this hell hole once and for all. They would never have to worry about money ever again.

Her father gulped, "Alicia, I'm desperate. I need a show tonight. I was wondering..."

After Hours Alicia Ch. 02



"I was wondering..." her father swallowed hard, fighting to say the next words, "...if you know of anyone who could do the show tonight?"

Irritated, but still feeling sorry for her father's dire situation, she responded, "No. None of the girls I talk to would do anything like this!"

David Reynolds sighed deeply and sank in his seat, "I knew it. I'm sorry I asked. Fuck!"

Startled by the sudden outburst, Alicia snapped out of the daze that she was in. The situation she was involved in now was real. Her father had really asked her if any of her friends would willingly participate in a gangbang in his bar for money. She couldn't believe he asked, but she understood why. This wasn't the normal father-daughter conversation they were having, but then again, this wasn't a normal situation for either of them. These were desperate times indeed.

"Alicia, I'm sorry. I can't afford to pay for your school anymore. I'm going to cancel the show tonight. Then I might as well close the bar and go back to work for the union, if they'll even have me back. We're probably going to lose the house too. You and I will have to find a cheap apartment downtown if you even still want to live with me after all this. Your mother was right..."

She interrupted him, "Stop! No she wasn't. You're NOT a loser, daddy! I won't hear you talk like that! This is really bad. Like really, really bad, but just because you're going through a tough time, it doesn't make you a loser!"

"Thank you sweetie, but I feel like one. We're going to lose everything. Let me go tell the guys and give them their refunds."

David started to get up out of his chair when he thought of something else. This idea was the most desperate idea he had ever had. His devoted daughter would probably slap him in the face and walk out on him after hearing it.

"Wait..." Alicia looked at her father. "Honey...what if...I can't believe I'm going to say it, but what the hell? What if you did the show tonight?"

Alicia was stunned. Her father had just asked her if she would participate in the gangbang tonight. She had only been with one guy - her boyfriend, Peter. She was also in a serious relationship and had no plans on cheating with him.

"Daddy...I can't. I'm with Peter and...that's disgusting! I can't do it! I can't even believe..."

"I know, I'm sorry. Fuck. I don't know what I was thinking. I just thought that maybe you would help me out of this jam and we could continue to have the kind of life we were used to having. We wouldn't lose the bar. We wouldn't lose the house. You could keep going to school. I don't know..."

Still in a state of shock, Alicia felt a sensation come over her. One that was not obvious to her father. With her mouth still open, slowly shaking her head, she thought of the possibility of being gangbanged. The thought of several different men using her for sex started to turn her on. She wanted to fight this feeling and suppress it as much as she could, but she couldn't. The best thing she could do was hide it. She didn't want her father to know that the idea excited her and that, deep down, she wanted to do it. She wanted to walk out there, take her clothes off, and let the bar customers fuck her all night and treat her like a common whore.

Hoping she would change her mind, or at the very least not slap him and walk out, David Reynolds stood there, waiting for her to finish speaking.

"I can't..."

"You don't have to, baby. I'm sorry I brought it up. I'm such a fucking idiot. Damnit!"

She paused for another moment. She couldn't believe what she was about to say. She knew that when she says it, there is no going back. She can't get her father's hopes up like that and crush him. Part of her wanted her to think logically and tell her, "This is not a good idea. You shouldn't cheat on Peter. You love him and he loves you. You also do not want the whole town knowing you have sex with strangers for money. You have more dignity and self-respect than that." Instead, her body had taken control and her brain had taken a back seat. Her body pressured her into speaking up...

"Daddy..."

"Yes, pumpkin?"

"I'll...I'll do it. I'll do the party."

Shocked and excited, her father gave her a big hug and a kiss. "Oh honey, thank you! I know this is bad situation, but you're helping me out a lot! And this is helping you out too! Thank you!"

She knew that what she was doing would help her father out of a pretty big jam, but she didn't care about that at the moment. What she cared about was sex. And lots of it.

"I have some questions..."

He stopped hugging her and stood back. "Sure, ask me anything, sweetie."

"How many guys are we talking about here?"

"Tonight, we have eleven tickets sold. So eleven guys."

Eleven guys. She had only been with one man her entire life. Now she was unsure about whether or not she could go through with this. She remembered that she told her father that she would do it, so she wasn't going to back out on her word.

She loved her boyfriend, Peter, but she also loved her father. Seeing him in this situation broke her heart. If she had to swallow her pride, and a lot of other things tonight, to pull her family out of this situation, she'd do it.

"What should I wear? I don't have anything fancy."

"Just come back here tonight wearing what you've got on. That'll be fine. I'm sure your clothing won't matter for long." Her father joked. Almost regretting saying it, but it made Alicia laugh too.

"OK, then. Love you daddy. I'll be back later I guess." She let out a deep sigh, gave her father a kiss, grabbed the keys, and started to walk out of the bar.

As Alicia stepped outside, she texted Peter:

Alicia: Hey babe. Coming over for a little while. We have to talk...

She hopped into the truck and shut the door. Before she turned the keys in the ignition, she paused for a moment. She felt like crying. What had she just agreed to do? She just agreed to be gangbanged for money tonight at her father's bar. It felt like some sort of sick dream or bad porno. On the one hand, she was nervous and ashamed, but on the other, she was getting more turned on thinking about it.

This would mean that she would have to cheat on Peter. He was probably going to cry and break up with her. She loved him and didn't want to hurt him. Maybe she should break up with him? Maybe what happens later tonight won't be considered cheating then. Then she could do it, talk to him and get back together and forget any of this ever happened. Maybe...



After Hours Alicia Ch. 03



Alicia arrived at Peter's parents' house. She turned the truck off and cried for a moment. She loved Peter and couldn't imagine being with anyone else.

He had always been there for her and was such a nice guy. She felt unnoticed by everyone in high school and college, but Peter made her feel like she was special. He actually noticed her. She knew that she had to go through with the gangbang tonight.

She wanted to keep her word to her father, but the thought of having sex with several different men turned her on. She had to make it seem like this was something she had to do in order to save her father's bar. If she told Peter she wanted to fuck eleven guys tonight, he would surely dump her.

The thought of Peter dumping her just popped into her head. "What if he dumps me?" she sobbed. She thought about it for a moment and realized that she couldn't blame him if he wanted to end their relationship. Tonight was going to be the most difficult experience in her life since her mother walked out.

She got out of the truck, stepped on to the porch, and rang the doorbell. Peter answered and gave her a hug and a kiss.

"Baby! My parent's aren't home. Let's go to my room."

Before she could say anything, he took her by the hand and led her up the stairs and to his room. Peter was an average looking kid. He was the same age as Alicia. He was around 5'8", scrawny, wore thick glasses with a messy mop of brown hair on his head. He liked to wear gaming shirts, just like Alicia.

Alicia, by her own account is a very average looking girl to most people. She's short, around 5'3", but she has a nice figure. She's not rail thin, nor is she considered overweight. The one feature that got everyone's attention was her breasts. They were a beautiful, bouncy pair of double D's that were hard to hide. She gave up trying to hide the fact that she was well endowed after high school. She didn't want the negative attention from her classmates. They would think she was a slut. "After tonight, I guess I will be a slut," she thought. Her pale white skin complimented her raven black hair, which covered part of her face.

The couple sat on Peter's messy bed. He was never really good about making his bed in the morning and would lay on it for long hours every day playing video games. Peter's good mood went away the moment he saw that Alicia was upset. She began to sob and Peter quickly put his arm around her and held her close.

"What's the matter, babe?"

Alicia kept crying.

Uneasy, Peter asked, "Does this have something to do with your text?"

Again, no answer.

Peter had thought that the text was a bad omen for an uncomfortable conversation that he didn't want to have. He thought that she was going to dump him. In the back of his head he thought that she was too good for him anyway. When the two started dating, he felt like the luckiest guy on earth - and still does.

Finally, the sobbing stopped and Alicia spoke, "Peter...I...have something to tell you."

"What is it?" he asked with a concerned expression, waiting for her to say that she wanted to break up with him.

"I have to do something terrible tonight..."

This was not what he expected. She didn't break up with him, but this had him even more confused.

"What do you mean something 'terrible'?"

This was it. Alicia did not want to tell Peter this. He wouldn't understand. He would think that she is a slut, dump her, and shame her for what she was about to say. Regardless, she had to say it. She had to be honest with Peter. She couldn't go through with the show tonight behind his back without him knowing. She loved him too much to keep this from him.

"My daddy's bar is about to go out of business. He does these things every Friday night to make extra money for the bar and...I have to help out tonight."

"That doesn't sound terrible, baby. You're being a good daughter. Don't worry about that."

She began sobbing again. She didn't want to say it. She took a deep breath, wiped the tears out of her eyes, and finished talking.

"Peter, the things my daddy does to make extra money for the bar is what's terrible. He...has women come in and...entertain the bar customers."

"Like a hostess?"

"No...not quite. These women, they...have...they have...sex with the customers."

Peter went silent. Alicia, feeling that she had ruined their relationship, finished what was she was saying. She figured giving him the details wouldn't hurt anything if he was going to dump her anyway.

"Baby, I have to have sex with my daddy's customers tonight. I...have to be gangbanged."

Frightened, she kept talking...

"I have to have sex with eleven different guys tonight. They all pay an entry fee and my daddy and I split the money."

Peter didn't say a word. He didn't know what to think. His loving girlfriend just told him that she had to do something unbelievable. She had to be gangbanged by a bar full of horny men. They had given their virginities to each other and have not been with anyone else.

Anger quickly replaced the confusion. Upset, he started raising his voice, "How could you!? How could you agree to something like this!? I...I love you. I thought you loved me!"

Alicia had become more upset after hearing Peter's reaction to her situation.

"I'm sorry! I'm so sorry, Peter! I didn't want this to hap-"

Peter cut her off, "Bullshit! You agreed to it! We had plans, Alicia! We were going to move into together, get married, have kids..."

Now Alicia cut him off, "We still can! This doesn't change anything, Peter! I'm sorry! It's something I have to do! My father's business is at stake!"

Peter gave her ultimatum. "It's him or me, Alicia! If you go through with this tonight, I...I don't think we can see each other more."

Alicia felt like she had just been punched in the chest. Her sobbing stopped. She sniffled and fell silent.

Then she spoke. "I'm sorry, Peter", she said, before walking out.

As she walked down the stairs she could hear Peter crying.

Ten minutes later...

When she got home, she threw her book bag on the floor and collapsed on the couch. This had to be the second worst day of her life. She laid there, contemplating everything that had happened today. She found out that her father might be going out of business, he couldn't afford her tuition anymore, they might lose their home, was hit on by the sleaziest guy in school, she agreed to have sex with strangers, and she might have been dumped by the only boy she had ever loved. How could this day get any worse? Before she could answer that question in her head, she got up and went into the kitchen. She pulled out a small bucket of cookie dough ice cream, grabbed a spoon, and sat down down at the computer.

Alicia had looked at porn before, but this time was different. She logged on to her "go-to" site for free porn videos, clicked the search bar, and typed "gangbang." Instead of calling Peter or thinking about their relationship, she shut her brain off from everything and everyone around her. As horrible as these events have been, she had to prepare herself for what was coming later - the gangbang. She was going to be the centerpiece of a gangbang being held at her father's bar. She was going to have sex with eleven different men. Alicia had no idea about gangbangs and wanted to learn as much as she could, so she could be as mentally prepared as possible for tonight.

She skimmed past the scenes where women were having sex with three or four guys and settled on videos where they were having sex with a dozen or more men. One gangbang started off with all the guys lining up, waiting their turn to get a blowjob from the girl. Another, the girl was sucking three or four cocks at once, giving hand jobs to anyone who wasn't in her mouth. This all seemed rather strange to Alicia, but the idea was starting to turn her on. How would she start the gangbang? Would she even get to choose how she starts it? Her father had been doing this kind of thing before, so maybe there was a tradition she didn't know about? Either way, it couldn't hurt to be prepared and have options.

What started off as educational browsing soon turned into a moment of self pleasure. After the third video, she found that her hand was cupping one of her large breasts under her shirt. She removed her hand and snapped back into reality.

"What am I doing?" she thought to herself. An hour ago she left Peter's house after breaking his heart because she agreed to do have sex with a bar full of strangers. Now she's online touching herself to gangbang porn. None of it seemed to make any sense, but the entire day didn't seem to make any sense. It was as if the entire day was created to make her crazy.

She didn't want to break Peter's heart. She loved him. She wants nothing more than to have a future with him. Her heart was saying, "Think of Peter." Her brain was saying, "Think of the consequences of your actions." Her body was telling her, "Fuck all that. Have fun tonight!"

Her body was getting the best of her. Alicia put her hand under her shirt again and put her other hand down her shorts.

Later that night...

It was an hour before she had to be back at the bar. Alicia was completely naked, sitting in front of the computer in the living room, with her legs wide open, feet resting on both sides of the desk. She had never cum like that before. She looked at the clock and realized she could get ready. With traffic, it would take a half hour to get to the bar, so she only had a half hour to get ready.

Alicia ran into the bathroom down the hall and took a shower. She wanted to be as clean as possible for everyone tonight. Even though this was not something she would normally do, she didn't want the men to be repulsed by her either. After her shower, she shaved her legs, under arms, and her pussy. She kept the landing strip that she had become accustomed to. Peter loved it like that.

After the shower, she got dressed. She put on the same outfit she had on earlier. That was what her father suggested she wear. "I don't have anything 'sexy' anyway," she thought. She owned a thong or two to wear with dresses or tight pants, but nothing that would be considered "slutty."

she put on her make-up, touched up her hair, and left the house. She turned the truck on and started to drive toward the Hole in the Wall, her father's bar. Alicia surprised herself, she hadn't thought of Peter since leaving his house. "What have I become?" she thought.



After Hours Alicia Ch. 05



Alicia was sitting on the old mattress while all the men were getting dressed and leaving. She had not yet made an attempt to get up and clean herself off. Instead, she stayed put and did her best to take in everything that had happened. Before she came back to the bar, she had only been with one man - Peter. She had found comfort in knowing that she wasn't easy like a lot of the other girls she's met in high school and college. She didn't have several different boyfriends and didn't go to parties and sleep with random strangers. Instead, she kept to herself and enjoyed her time with the one man that meant more to her than anyone else - Peter. 

The events of the past six hours have changed her life forever. She no longer found comfort in feeling like she was different than those girls from school. To her, she was now the same - or worse. Having sex with thirteen guys in one night seemed like the trashiest thing she could think of. She did not see the polaroid that Roger took of her, but she could imagine that she looked like a mess.

She opened the only eye that was not glued shut. She was a mess. There was cum all over her breasts. They weren't the desired target for the men when they were cumming, but they got covered with the cum that dripping down her face. There was cum and used condoms all over the mattress.

As the last of the guys left, she was all alone. She got up too quickly, as a shot of pain had caused her to slow down. Her legs, mouth, and pussy were all feeling the consequences of the last few hours.

Alicia walked over to an old wooden door next to the dart machines. Before she turned the knob, she looked at the peg board. There was her picture. With one eye open, she looked like a zombie and her face was covered in a thick, white mask of cum. She looked terrible. Seeing her picture next to the other photos of women who had also been gangbanged at the bar made her feel like a different person - like a slut.

She had sexual desires just like everyone else. She had fantasies like everyone else. What prevents people from acting on these desires and fantasies is how they are perceived by everyone around them. Women who have sex with lots of different men are considered sluts. They're called "easy" and called whores. They are outcasts in society and never really fit back into the normal life they had before they decided to broaden their sexual horizons. They crossed the point of no return.

"You can't back what happened, Alicia. There's no going back." She thought. "You're one of them now."

She didn't know how she felt about this realization. Was this something she was ashamed of or was this something she wanted to embrace? She wasn't sure.

In the bathroom, she looked in the mirror. It was a filthy bathroom that never got cleaned - especially by Cheryl. The mirror was full of water residue and cracks, but Alicia could make out her own reflection. The picture didn't do her face any justice. She was a filthy mess. The globs of cum she had on her face in the picture had now run down her face and on to her chest, the mattress, or the floor. Now she was left with a shiny coat of whatever cum was left over.

The sight made her chuckle. "You look like a whore," she told her herself. "Congratulations, Alicia Reynolds. You're now a cumslut."

She turned on the water in the sink and washed her face. She noticed the thick globs of cum in her hair had started to dry. To avoid the pain of picking them out later, she decided to wash her hair in the bathroom sink. Afterward, she grabbed a hand towel from the wall and dried off as best she could. She then got the rag damp and cleaned off the remaining cum that was on her body.

When she was finished cleaning up, she thought to herself, "Where's my father? This whole thing was his idea!" Then she realized that it was probably best that he wasn't there to see her like this. The thought of him seeing her like this made her feel anxious. She wasn't sure what would happen to their relationship, but she knew that there was no reason to make things worse by letting him see her right now.

Alicia walked naked back through the curtain and into the main bar area. She noticed the windows weren't covered and ducked down behind the bar. After looking to see if anyone was outside, she darted over and grabbed her clothes and ran back behind the bar to get dressed.

Once her clothes were on, she looked in the large mirror behind the bar. She looked better. More like the girl she knew and less the like the girl she thought she had become.

"Dad?" she called out. "Are you there? Where are you?" She wanted to find him so she could take him home. It was much later than it usually was when she picked him up and she wanted to get some sleep - especially after what happened tonight.

She looked all over the bar and couldn't find him, so she stepped outside. Nothing. She walked to the backyard and saw him sitting in a chair in front of a bonfire he had made for himself. A few of the guys from the gangbang were with him - Roger, Manny, and Jimmy.

Taking their cue, the three decided to leave.

"We'll see ya later, Dave. Take it easy," said Manny, who winked at Alicia as they walked past her.

"Hey sweetie," her father said with a solemn tone.

"What's wrong?" she asked.

Her father looked at her as if to say "You know why. That was a stupid question." Instead, he took another swig of his beer and kept quiet.

Alicia sat down next to him. Despite her best efforts to clean herself, Dave could still smell semen on his daughter. If it weren't for the smoke from the fire, the smell would have been more noticeable than it was.

"Are you upset about tonight?" she asked.

Knowing he was not going to be able to avoid this conversation, he decided to answer her. "Yes. I am."

"Why? I agreed to do it. You shouldn't be upset."

"I know you agreed to do it, but I still feel bad about it. You're my daughter. I feel like a pimp and I feel like I treated you like a whore. It's not right."

He took another drink, while Alicia collected her thoughts. She couldn't deny it. What he said was technically true. He put her up to having sex with strangers for money just like a pimp. Actually having sex with the men made her look like a whore.

"I know you're upset, daddy. I was mad at you too, but...I'm not anymore. It's OK. Really."

"Alicia, it's not right. What happened was not right. I wish I could take it all back and we could go back to how things were before I opened my stupid fucking mouth!"

She could see that her father was on the verge of tears. She had only seen him get emotional twice in her entire life. Once when he was going through his divorce and the second time was happening right now.

Knowing that his daughter was in his bar being gangbanged all night by his friends and patrons made Dave Reynolds feel like the worst father in the world. How could he let this happen to his baby girl? How could he even put her up to it in the first place? What were things going to be like after tonight? Neither of them knew.

Instead of saying anything, Alicia put her arm around her father. After he was finished with his beer, she walked him to the truck. The drive home was silent. The two didn't say a word the entire ride.

When they got home, she helped her father inside. Dave Reynolds stumbled into the living room, kicked off his boots, and collapsed on the couch.

This was not uncommon as she had seen her father like this before, but she never felt bad about it until now. She straightened him up on the couch, put a pillow under his head, and threw a blanket over him.

She felt horrible. Sure, her father had put her up to this, but she actually went through with it. She was just as much to blame for all of this as he was. She hoped that their relationship would recover from this.

Alicia went down the hall to her room and laid down in her bed with her clothes on. She took out her phone and read the screen - "20 Missed Calls - 30 Messages." 

Without checking them, she knew that they were from Peter.

SATURDAY

Dave Reynolds woke up to a normal Saturday morning ritual in his home - Alicia cooking breakfast. He smelled bacon, eggs, and toast. Despite the pleasant smells coming from the kitchen, Dave noticed another smell - booze. He smelled like alcohol as he had been drinking pretty heavily last night. He wanted to take a shower immediately, but before he could, Alicia noticed that he was up.

"Come over and sit down, daddy. Breakfast is ready." She said in a chirpy voice.

Hungover and feeling gross, Dave Reynolds wanted nothing more than to freshen up and forget about last night. Instead, he obliged his daughter and sat down. The pounding headache and the stench of alcohol was reminding him of last night. He looked at Alicia. She was dressed in a pair of purple pajama pants, a spaghetti strap tank top, and a white apron. She looked nice, considering what she had been through less than twelve hours ago. He tried, but he couldn't shake the memory of talking to her outside the bar and smelling semen on her body. It made him uncomfortable, but he would do his best to suppress the thought.

"Thank you for breakfast, dear."

"You're welcome, daddy. Hope you like it!"

"I always do."

Dave and his daughter began eating their breakfast in silence. Alicia knew her father must still feel uncomfortable about last night. She didn't quite know how she felt about it either. She knew that she had to try to repair the relationships with her father and Peter today after what she did. It wasn't going to be easy, but it had to be done.

"Are you alright?" She asked, knowing the answer.

"Yes...no...I'm sorry, Alicia. I feel like shit this morning. I can't believe I drank that much last night. I shouldn't have done that. Never again..."

"It's OK, daddy. I understand why. I'm just going to go ahead and say this - I'm sorry. I'm sorry about last night. I know it was your idea, but I went through with it. Don't feel bad that you asked me and don't feel bad that I did it. I don't..."

That last part shocked him. "You...don't?"

She couldn't take it back. She said it and her father heard it.

"Yeah. I mean, I don't feel bad about what happened." She said, before stuffing her face to avoid saying anything further. Despite her upbeat demeanor, Alicia was still very sore. Walking and sitting down became very hard for her, but she tried to block out the pain as best she could.

"So what are your plans today?" He asked. He wanted to avoid the subject too.

"Oh, um, I'm going to finish breakfast, get cleaned up, and go to Peter's in a bit. That's all."

"How is Peter?"

How is Peter? She couldn't tell him the truth. She couldn't tell him that she broke his heart yesterday when she told him about the gangbang. They might not even be together. Besides breaking his heart, she didn't answer his calls or texts from the night before. She was sure that that made matters worse.

So she lied.

"He's doing good. We're probably going to watch a movie today. No big deal."

She was usually honest and frank with her father, but she just lied to him. She told him the truth about how she felt about being gangbanged. Why would she lie about hurting Peter's feelings?

Alicia didn't want her father to think that this situation was interfering with her life. He would feel guilty about it and it would make matters worse. She knew he had enough to worry about with the his bar and their finances. He didn't need the guilt of ruining her relationship with Peter on top of that.

She finished her breakfast, got up, put her plate in the sink, and gave her father a kiss.

"I love you, daddy. Don't look so down. Everything will be fine."

He wanted to believe her, but he couldn't see how things were going to get better.

Alicia walked down the hall to the bathroom to take a shower, while her father finished eating.

In the shower, she noticed several bruises all over her body. There were bruises on her thighs, a few on her arms, and some on her breasts. They weren't intentional, but rather mistakes made in the heat of the moment. The guys from last night got a little carried away and she didn't blame them. She got carried away too.

As she took her shower, she began thinking about last night. The thought of being with all of those men turned her on. She was with several different kinds of men from rednecks to tattooed bad boys to Tommy Harris and his buddies and even old guys. To top it off, there was a photo of her face covered in the cum of thirteen different men hanging on the wall of the bar. It was trashy, but surprisingly, she wasn't turned off by it.

She was getting so turned on that she started to touch herself. Her cupped one of her large breasts while her other hand slipped down over her pussy. She put a foot up on the edge of the tub and started rubbing her clit. With her head tilted back, she began to rub faster and faster. Getting caught up in the moment recalling every part of the gangbang at the bar.

Just before she was ready to climax, her father shouted, "Hurry up in there, Alicia! I need to get a shower too, ya know?"

She snapped out of it, finished her shower, grabbed a towel, and went to her room to get dressed. Her father's interruption killed the mood.

Alicia wore the same kind of clothes she normally wears - short shorts, tennis shoes, and a gamer shirt. She put her hair up in a ponytail, grabbed the keys to the truck, and left the house. She knew she had to deal with Peter today. She couldn't ignore him after he left all those messages. He had asked her to leave the other

night because he was upset, but it seems like he still cares for her.

On her way to Peter's, she noticed that the gas gauge on the truck was on E. She knew from past experiences that it's not a good idea to drive while the tank is low. 

She has been stranded a few times and had to have her dad send a friend to help her out. She decided to pull into the gas station nearby - Pump 'n Go.

She got out of the truck and walked toward the doors. It felt like the hottest day of the year. The local news said it was 95 degrees outside and the humidity was unbearable. They suggested that people stay indoors with their air conditioning on until it cools down outside. She didn't want to be inside today. She wanted to get out and fix things with Peter. It couldn't wait another day.

Once she was inside she decided to get a drink before she paid for her gas. While she was looking at the drinks in the refrigerators someone bumped into her. It was Tommy Harris. A big smile came across his face as he looked to see who it was.

"Oh, shit. Sorry babe. Didn't see ya, but I'm glad I did. How are you feeling today?" He said with a chuckle.

Surprising after letting him, and his buddies, fuck her, she didn't feel anymore comfortable being around him.

"Uh, I'm fine." Was all she could muster.

"Crazy night last night, huh? You were fucking great. Hottest piece of pussy that bar's had in a while."

She told her father she was fine with what happened, but Tommy's vulgar compliment turned her stomach. She couldn't really blame him though. She did fuck him the other night. It wasn't like she had a relationship with Tommy built on anything but sex.

"Thanks. I guess." She responded.

"Hey, told some of my buddies about you. You going to be there next Friday? They want to come."

Panic set in. "You told them? Like other people who weren't there? Why would you do that?"

"Whoa, whoa...settle down. I didn't think it was a big deal. Considering what you did last night, I didn't think you would care if people knew about it. My bad."

"Well, I do. I don't want the whole town knowing that...I did that. I'd like it to be a secret!"

Then Tommy had an idea. He was someone that many would call a "good person." His moral compass was more of a paperweight. He wanted to use Alicia's desire for privacy against her.

"You want me to keep it a secret?"

"Yes!"

"Well...it's gonna cost ya."

After he said it, she knew she was going to have to let Tommy do something with her.

"What? Spit it out, asshole."

She was polite with Tommy yesterday when he approached her. Now she seemed to have little patience for him and his games.

"My place is down the street. Follow me and I'll tell you what to do." He said with a smirk.

Rolling her eyes, she said, "Fine." She gave the cashier money for her drink and her gas. After she filled up, she followed Tommy's beat up jeep to his place.

The drive lasted only a few minutes. Tommy lived in an apartment building that was known to house junkies, thieves, and other trouble makers. "Tommy fits right in," she thought. Meadowbrook Apartments was too good of a name for a dump like this.

When they arrived, she followed Tommy over to his apartment. After they got inside, Alicia grew more frustrated with him.

"You can't tell anyone about last night! I had to do that."

"You seemed to enjoy yourself so it didn't seem like you hated it that much." He laughed.

"Shut up! Just don't tell anyone. I don't need this getting around town. Got it?"

"You know you're pretty bossy now. What happened to the sweet girl I asked out the other day?"

"Fuck you."

"Yeah, you've done that already." He got a kick out of that remark. He always thought he was funny, but he really liked that comment.

"Just tell me what I have to do to shut you up. I have stuff to do today."

"First, take off your clothes."

This is the second time in two days that someone she couldn't stand had ordered her to take her clothes off.

"No way! Fuck that." She said as she turned around and grabbed the door knob.

Tommy picked up his phone and said, "OK, have it your way. I'll call a few more friends and tell them about what a sweet piece of ass Peter's girlfriend is."

She took a deep breath and tried to compose herself. She wanted to strangle him. Reluctantly, she agreed to his demands. "Fine. Whatever." She unbuttoned her shorts and pushed them down her legs and stepped out of them. Next she took her baby blue panties off and laid them on her shorts. Seeing Alicia standing there, naked from the waist down, started to turn Tommy on. He pointed his phone out in front of him and Alicia heard a click. He had taken a picture of her.

"What was that!? Why did you take a picture of me!?"

"For my own personal use. Keep stripping."

She sneered at him and grabbed the bottom of her shirt, pulling it over her head. After removing her bra, she put her hands on her hips. "Now what?"

Tommy took another picture. "Stop it!" She yelled. "Stop fucking taking pictures of me!"

"Hold up. I need to order a pizza. I'm starving. Have a seat, baby."

He called and ordered a pizza, while Alicia sat down on the couch. The couch was sticky and gross. She didn't know why, but she didn't want to think about it. Tommy lived there with two roommates. She looked around the living room. The rest of the place was a total mess too. There were empty beer cans everywhere. The entertainment center in front of the couch had trash all over it and the television was filthy.

"OK. Pizza's ordered. Now, let's get down to it. I want a blowjob and I want to fuck you. If you don't, I'm going to tell everybody I know that you're a dirty gangbang slut. Got it, sweet cheeks?"

She bit her tongue. She wanted to curse him out, get dressed, and leave, but the thought of the whole town knowing about what she did was worse than the thought of having sex with Tommy again.

Without saying a word, she reached over and unbuckled his pants. Tommy pushed his jeans and his boxers down. She grabbed his cock and started to lick it. As it grew hard, she put her hand around it and began stroking it. Tommy began to moan. "Shit girl, you're getting good at this. You've had a lot of practice." She didn't find his remark funny. She didn't like anything he's ever said.




After Hours Alicia Ch. 05



Once he was fully erect, she put his cock into her mouth and began sucking. She bobbed her head back and forth. She wanted this to be over as quickly as possible. 

"Maybe I can get him to cum really fast." She thought.

Tommy kept moaning as Alicia took his cock out of her mouth, spit on it, stroked it, and put it back in her mouth, taking it all the way to the back of her throat. He grabbed the top of her head and held his cock like that for a few seconds, expecting Alicia to gag. to his surprise, she did not.

"Damn, no gag reflex. I think I'm in love, girl."

Alicia rolled her eyes at his remark and continued sucking his cock. She took breaks between sucking to take him out of her mouth, lick and spit on his cock, before putting it back in.

She started to relax a little and slowed down the blowjob Tommy was getting. What she discovered was that she was starting to enjoy herself. The taste of Tommy's precum wasn't that bad. She actually began to like it. As she slowed down, she looked up at Tommy with her big, beautiful brown eyes. He looked down and smiled at her before tilting his head back and groaning as she took his cock all the way inside her mouth again.

"Alright. Enough of that. Bend over." He instructed.

Alicia took his cock out of her mouth and bent over on the couch with her head laying on the arm rest. Tommy finished removing his pants and boxers and kicked them to the side in the same pile with Alicia's clothes. He moved in behind her. He spit on his palm and rubbed her pussy. She pretended not to notice, but she liked it. 

Once Tommy felt her pussy was wet enough, he slipped his cock inside her.

Slowly he thrusted back and forth inside her. She was starting to let her guard down even more. She told herself that last night was a one time thing and that she wouldn't sleep with anyone else again, besides Peter. And here she was, stark naked, bent over on Tommy Harris' disgusting couch with him behind her, plowing into her and she was enjoying it. It became harder and harder for her to pretend like she wasn't into it.

Tommy's pace picked up and she started to moan softly. Tommy's air conditioning unit was on full blast so he didn't hear her. He looked down and noticed how plump and full her ass was. He reached down and squeezed, spreading her ass apart. As he looked down at her puckered asshole, which was on full display now, he began pumping into her faster and faster.

"Oh! Fuck!"

He heard that. He didn't really care if she was enjoying herself or not in the beginning. He just wanted to fuck her again, but now he felt differently. Knowing that she was enjoying the fucking he was giving her pushed Tommy over the edge. He could hear a squishing sound every time he pushed into her. She was getting wetter by the minute.

The faster Tommy fucked her, the more her large breasts bounced up and down. Tommy bent over Alicia, reached down, and grabbed her left breasts, pulling on the nipple. The pain had caused Alicia to have her first orgasm. "Ohhhhhh fuck yes!" she yelled with her eyes closed, head still on the arm rest.

Tommy pulled out. Alicia opened her eyes and looked at him with disappoint in her eyes. He sat down on the couch and patted his lap. She didn't need him to say anything. She understood what was expected of her. She got up and straddled Tommy, guiding his cock into her sopping wet pussy.

This was the first time she had control during sex. Peter didn't even let her be on top. She started to push herself up and down over Tommy's cock. He reached out, cupped one of her breasts and pulled it closer to his mouth. He licked the nipple, before shoving the massive tit into his mouth and began sucking on it. When he bit her nipple, she came a second time.

She decided to change positions. She squatted over him with her tip toes on the couch. Alicia slowly raised herself up, stopping before his cock came out of her, 

then lowering herself, pushing his cock deeper inside of her. Alicia looked down past her breasts and loved the visual of Tommy's cock going in and out of her pussy.

"Faster, baby. C'mon." Tommy ordered, slapping her on the ass.

"You like that? You like it when I go up and down on your cock?" She asked as she started to slam herself on top of his cock faster and faster.

"If you keep that up, I'm going to cum baby."

She didn't mind being called "baby" anymore. At first it was weird for someone other than Peter to call her that. Now she didn't care. She was naked at another man's house and was being fucked proper. Nothing mattered to her - except for Tommy cumming. She realized that he didn't have a condom on and she didn't take her birth control this morning. She didn't plan on having sex with anyone today...

"You going to cum? You want to cum on my big titties?"

Breathing heavily, Tommy just shook his head "Yes." She got off of him and knelt down on the floor.

"Come on my big tits. Cover them in cum."

Tommy slowly stood up, held his cock out, pointed it at her breasts, and started jerking off. In a matter of seconds, he had shot a full load of cum all over her double D's. Alicia held them up to catch all of Tommy's cum.

Once Tommy was finished, he collapsed on the couch. Instead of rushing to get her clothes or to clean off, Alicia got up and sat on the couch as well.

"You...are a great fuck! Shit."

She didn't say anything. She wanted to say, "You are too," but she kept her mouth shut.

Tommy slapped on her on the thigh as he stood up. "I'm going to take a leak and get something to drink. You want anything?"

The question implied that she was going to stay for a while. The idea didn't sound that bad. Alicia did want to stay for a while. Peter wasn't expecting her to be at his place at all today, so it didn't matter when she showed up.

"I'll take a water. Thanks."

Tommy got up, grabbed his boxers, and walked toward the bathroom. Alicia was still lounging on the couch, catching her breath, with a thick load of cum on her tits.

As she heard Tommy in the bathroom, she heard a knock at the door. "Shit!" she thought. She jumped up, threw on her shirt and panties.

"Babe, can you get that? It's the pizza. Money's on the TV."

In a panic, she grabbed the money and opened the door. The delivery boy looked to be Tommy's age. He was a tall, lanky boy with pale skin and thick, curly brown hair that covered one of his eyes.

The delivery boy looked down at Alicia. Her breasts strained against the shirt that she had on. She noticed that he was staring and looked down. Alicia had forgotten to wipe the cum off her chest before putting her shirt on. The cum had made the front of her shirt wet and the shirt stuck to her chest.

He also noticed that she didn't have any pants on. She was standing there in just her shirt and panties. The cold air inside Tommy's apartment had made her nipples poke through her shirt. Now they were the size of pencil erasers.

She shivered as she gave him the money. He handed her the pizza as he started to make change.

"Keep the change," She said. It wasn't her money. She didn't care.

"Thank you," he responded with a big smile on his face. The pizza was $18 and she handed him $30. He got a nice tip and he got a good look at Alicia's body.

He wanted to see her turn around, but couldn't. She closed the door and set the pizza down on the couch.

Tommy had come out of the bathroom and walked into the kitchen, which ajoined the living room. He got a beer and grabbed a bottle of water for Alicia. Walking back into the living room he tossed the water at Alicia. She thanked him as he sat down.

"You want some pizza? I was going to watch a movie with my roommate tonight. You can stay and watch it with us." He offered.

She thought about it. She figured that if she stayed it would mean that she would likely be fucking Tommy and his roommate. He couldn't be expecting her to stay and just watch the movie. On the other hand, she thought maybe she should get dressed and head over to Peter's. Alicia scratched that idea when she remembered she had a

cum stain on the front of her shirt. She couldn't go to Peter's wearing a shirt with Tommy's load under it. Despite her ruined shirt, she actually did want to stay. 

She wanted to hang out at another man's place tonight wearing nothing but a shirt and panties - maybe less. She wanted to fuck Tommy again and his roommate too.

Alicia was really starting to embrace her newfound sexuality. She loved Peter, but she wasn't sure that she loved him more than she loved getting fucked by other guys. She had made up her mind.

"I'll stay." She answered.

"Fucking awesome. He should be home any minute now. You going to get dressed?"

"Nah, I think I'll stay like this. You don't mind do you?"

He took a good look at her. The sight of her bare foot, wearing nothing but her panties and a cum stained shirt turned him on. He rubbed his crotch and smiled, "No, I don't mind at all, babe."

She did want to change her shirt though. She didn't have a spare, so she asked, "Do you have a shirt I could put?" She whipped hers off and sat in front of him topless.

"Yeah, go back to my room. Wear anything you want." He answered, pointing down the hall to his room.

Alicia stood up and walked back to where Tommy had pointed.

His room was more of a mess than the rest of his apartment. Clothes were strewn all over his room. How could he tell what was clean and what was dirty? She stepped over the piles of clothes and walked toward his closet. She looked through it, trying to find something to wear. She didn't want something big. Most of what Tommy 

owened would be too big on her. Looking deeper into his closet she found clothes that were smaller. They had to be from when Tommy was younger. These would not fit him anymore. She pulled out a white Pink Floyd shirt and put it on. With her large breasts, the shirt came up past her belly button. The white fabric showed off her nipples.

It was perfect.

She didn't care if she looked like a slut tonight. She had just finished giving it up to Tommy for the second time the day after she was gangbanged by thirteen different guys. She was going to enjoy tonight and didn't care what happened. She was open to anything.



After Hours Alicia Ch. 06



SATURDAY

Tommy had gotten up to put more clothes on before his roommate arrived. He was still dressed in just his boxers. In his bedroom, he thought about everything that happened today. Considering how he ran into Alicia, it amazed him that she was still here. Earlier today he ran into her at the gas station and black mailed her into having sex with him - which she did. She enjoyed it too. After they had sex, she decided to stick around and hang out at his apartment - wearing nothing but a tight white t-shirt and her baby blue panties. Tommy didn't know what had come over her. Before last night, he thought that she was a quiet, prudish type of girl. She even turned him down when he asked her out yesterday only to be one, of twelve other men, who fucked her later that night in the weekly "Gangbang Night" at the Hole in the Wall. She was a mystery to him, but he wasn't going to ruin a good thing by asking her any questions. She was at his place and he wasn't going to mess that up.

Alicia and Tommy were sitting on the couch, when they saw the front door open - it was Tommy's roommate, Rolan. Rolan was short and noticeably overweight. Eyeballing him, one would guess he was around 260 to 280 pounds. He had a thick beard which extended from his face to his neck. Most men shave their necks if they're going to have a beard - not Rolan. It wasn't a personal choice, he was just lazy. He wore a pair of large, black rimmed prescription glasses on his face as well. Rolan was one of the top contributors to the mess around the apartment. He'd spend several hours a day on his computer in his room or watching television in the living room. If he picked up fast food, he would leave the bag, with his trash in it on the floor. The bag served as a miniature trash can until someone else bothered to throw it away.

Rolan wasn't like Tommy. Tommy was outgoing and stayed pretty active. Rolan liked to stay inside and do nothing. He didn't even have a job. When he was away from the apartment, he was at his parent's place eating dinner or asking them for money - which they always gave him. If it weren't for his parents, Rolan would never be able to afford his share of the rent.

When he came in, he immediately noticed Alicia. She was still dressed in her panties and Tommy's shirt. He didn't say "Hello" and instead just nodded his head in her direction.

Tommy stood up and introduced her, "Hey fat ass, this is Alicia."

Rolan's face lit up, "This is the girl you told me about last night?"

Tommy looked over at Alicia and smiled, "Yep. That's her. The one from the gangbang. She's Peter's girl. You know, the dufus from Bargain Mart."

Rolan and Tommy shared a laugh at Peter's expense. Alicia didn't think it was funny, but kept her mouth shut. She also didn't appreciate that he was telling people about last night. To this complete stranger, she was the "gangbang girl." It made her feel trashy.

"We were going to watch Massacre at Camp Haven tonight. You want to watch it with us?"

Looking in Alicia's direction made Rolan nervous. He would love to sit next to her and watch a movie, but he started to get anxious. The thought, however exciting it may be, made him uncomfortable. Girls gave Rolan a lot of anxiety. They scared the hell out of him, though he would never admit it.

"Oh c'mon man. Look at her. Are you going to pass up an opportunity to sit next to a girl like this?"

That remark actually flattered her. Alicia had spent most of her life being transparent, but the past few days she had been getting more attention from the opposite sex than she ever had before. She was beginning to embrace it. Sure, she didn't want total strangers knowing about the gangbang at the bar, but she did want men to look at her as a sexual object. It made her feel sexy. Something she didn't feel until just recently.

Rolan thought about it for a second. He looked over at Alicia again. Seeing her sitting there started to change his mind. Her bare, smooth legs; her baby blue panties; her tight white shirt; her nipples poking out of it; and her cute, innocent face started to turn him on. He knew he didn't get a chance to be around many girls in a private setting, let alone one that looked as good as Alicia or one that was dressed the way she was.

"Yeah, OK. I'll...I'll watch the movie."

"Thatta boy. Put your stuff away and come sit down."

He walked back to his room. He took his jacket off and laid it, and a plastic shopping bag, on his bed. He didn't go shopping, so there weren't groceries in the bag. Instead, his parents filled the bag with snacks so he could take it with him. Cupcakes, candy bars, single bags of microwaveable popcorn, and other goodies were littered all over the bag. His parents were the main reason that Rolan was overweight. Well, that and the fact that he was really lazy.

Rolan walked back out into the living room. Tommy was sitting on the far right side of the couch and Alicia scooted over close to him to make room. Tommy had already popped the movie in and turned down the lights. Rolan sat down next to Alicia.

Tommy knew that Rolan would be the first one to get a slice of pizza. Rolan opened the box and grabbed the biggest piece he saw.

"You want any, babe?"

She was getting used to all this 'babe' talk. She didn't want to date Tommy, but it was starting to make her feel good. That said, she wasn't quite ready to let Tommy know her feelings about the word just yet.

"Not yet. I'm good." She answered.

"Suit yourself. Rolan's already dug in. I'm going to get me some."

The three of them sat on the couch for several minutes before the movie started to pick up. The movie started off with a girl leaving her bunk to go outside and check out a noise. The girl was wearing a see-thru nightie with a large set of obviously fake breasts and big blonde pigtails. As she wandered around outside her cabin trying to find the cause of the disturbance, she saw a shadowy figure in the trees. The figure raised a giant machete. The girl screamed and ran back into her cabin. She locked the door, but her stalker bashed through the door with his blade. Screaming, she jumped out of the window and ran to find someone. The phone booth didn't work. Someone had cut the cable. When she ran into the camp counselor's office, she found him dead - with a giant wound in his chest. Before she knew it, the killer was behind her. He grabbed her by her pigtails and decapitated her with his other hand.

Alicia jumped a little, leaning toward Tommy. When he noticed, she laughed at the situation.

"This movie is really cheesy." She said.

"Yeah, it looked better in the previews. All of that blood looks really fake." Tommy added.

"Sleepaway Camp Massacre started off better than this garbage." Alicia said.

The three of them shared a laugh about the terrible movie they were watching. Rolan didn't add anything to the conversation.

As the movie continued, Alicia looked bored. Tommy was paying close attention to her and picked up on it.

"How about we stop watching this piece of shit? It's not going to get any better. We could do something else."

Alicia liked this idea and asked, "Like what?"

"I dunno. We could play cards. Have you ever played cards before?"

"Uh, yeah. I've played cards. My dad owns a bar, remember?"

"Oh yeah. You're right. So you in? We could play for chips. Everybody buys in. Winner takes all. Rolan? You in?"

"Yeah, I'll play." Rolan answered.

"Awesome. Alicia, you in?"

"Yeah, I guess I'll play. I have to warn you. I'm pretty good. I've beaten the older guys at the bar."

"That's not all you've done to the old guys at the bar." Tommy retorted.

Instead of being offended, Alicia had lightened up. She figured Tommy was going to keep referencing the gangbang as long as she was around him, so what good would it do to scold him for it?

"Haha, yeah. You're right." She answered, giving him a wink.

Tommy got up to get the chips and the cards. Rolan wanted to make a move on Alicia and say something funny, but he didn't have the guts. He sat there, doing his best not to stare at Alicia's bare legs.

"Got the stuff. Let's use the table in the kitchen."

Tommy motioned Rolan and Alicia over. Alicia sat up and walked into the kitchen. Roland stared at her ass the whole time. Her panties had bunched up, giving him a look at her partly uncovered ass cheeks. She made no effort to fix them.

Tommy pulled out a chair for Alicia to sit in right next to where he would be sitting. She thanked him and sat down.

"OK, buy in is $10. Everybody cough it up." Tommy announced.

"My money is in my shorts. Hold on." Alicia said.

She got up, walked over to her shorts, bent over, and grabbed a ten dollar bill out of one of the front pockets. When she turned around she caught Tommy and Rolan staring at her. She was really enjoying the attention she was getting. She smiled and walked back to the table, put the money down, and had a seat.

Tommy shuffled the cards and took Rolan and Alicia's money and added it with his own and gave everyone chips.

Alicia, Tommy, and Rolan were dealt their cards. Alicia knew enough about poker to know that she shouldn't show any expression whatsoever. She had to keep her poker face to keep things difficult for the boys.

After all the cards had been flipped up on the table, all three of them looked at each other. Alicia knew that Rolan was bad at this. He looked concerned. Unless he was a great actor, he had a horrible hand. Tommy was better at poker than his friend, but she didn't feel he was as good as she was. She felt confident enough in her hand to raise her bet.

Rolan folded. She figured he would do that. Tommy matched her bet and even raised it. This move threw her off. Maybe he was bluffing or he had a really good hand. She wasn't sure what to do. Tommy was all smiles.

"Come on, babe. Put 'em on the table. Let's see what you got." He said, as he rubbed her bare leg.

She didn't fight him off. Instead, she kept her composure and put her cards on the table. She had a full house.

"Wow," was all Tommy could muster. Alicia started giggling. She knew she had him beat - and she did.

Tommy put his cards on the table and all he had was a pair of aces.

"I'm going to enjoy taking your money, boys," Alicia gloated, scooping up the chips and adding them to her pile.

"You got lucky. We'll see if you're as good at poker as you are at...other things." Tommy joked.

Playfully, Alicia punched Tommy in the shoulder.

The next hand went to Alicia. Winning a second time gave her more confidence. Winning a third time made her feel unstoppable. She was in Tommy's house, playing poker with him and his friend, in her panties and a tight shirt. She felt on top of the world.

After a strange turn of events, Tommy had fewer chips than Rolan, but Alicia was still the chip leader. Tommy lost the fourth hand and was taken out of the game. It was down to Alicia and Rolan.

Alicia stared at Rolan, making him uncomfortable. She could see him sweating and fidgeting. She had him. After this hand, she would take him out of the game and take all their money.

"Nervous, Rolan? Think you're going to lose to a girl?" She teased. "Let's see what you got."

She put her hand on the table. Another full house.

Rolan put his cards on the table. He didn't know enough about the game to know that he had one. He thought he lost until Tommy took a look.

"You got a flush man! You beat her!"

Rolan cracked a smile. Beating her felt good. She had the best hands the entire night and he finally won a game.

"Looks like it's just down to you two." Tommy said, as Rolan took the chips that he had won.

Alicia was so confident about the last hand that she put half of her chips in. Now her and Rolan had almost the same number of chips.

"Rolan, go all in man. You got this. You'll beat her."

"You think he's going to get lucky again? I'll take him out. I'm all in." She stated, as she pushed all her chips to the middle of the table.

"Come on man. Do it!"

Reluctantly, Rolan pushed his chips in too.

"Alright! Now we got a game!" Tommy cheered.

As the game went on, Alicia felt she had him beat. She was wrong before, but this time she was confident that he would not beat her twice. Staying true to what she learned watching Manny and Roger play poker, she was emotionless.

"Turn 'em over!" Tommy demanded.

Alicia turned her cards over. She had a straight flush.

"Beat that!" She boasted.

Rolan turned his cards over.

A royal flush.

Alicia's jaw dropped. After all her years of learning poker from the best, she lost to Rolan. He was terrible at this game and he won!

"You did it buddy! Haha!"

Tommy patted Rolan on the back and gave him the $30 from the pot. Alicia sat there in stunned silence.

"Who's in for another game?" Tommy asked, getting more money from his wallet.

Alicia snapped out of it when she heard the question.

"I...uh, I can't play another game. I don't have anymore money. That $10 was supposed to buy me dinner."

"That's a shame. You know, you could buy your way into the game with something else."

"Oh yeah? Like what?"

A wicked grin came across Tommy's face as he stared at her chest.

"My shirt? I have to buy my way back into the game with my shirt?"

"You want to beat Rolan, right? I mean, with all your experience, it has to be pretty embarrassing to lose to him." Tommy teased.

That did it. Tommy hit the right button. Alicia was secretly a really competitive person. She didn't like losing. Rolan's eyes widened as he waited for her response. Tommy didn't know how she'd respond. Maybe she'll storm out of here? Maybe she'll leave the table and go sit on the couch? He wasn't sure.

Alicia wanted to beat Rolan. She also wanted to give the boys a show. That's why she didn't bother getting fully dressed after her and Tommy finished fucking.

She grabbed the bottom of her shirt and pulled it over her head slowly. As the shirt went over her breasts, they sprang free. Rolan was in heaven. Sitting across the table from him was a topless girl. He had trouble even approaching a girl and now he was at the same table with one that was half naked. She put the shirt on the table and looked at Tommy.

"Deal me in."

Tommy put the $10 in the pot and gave her her cards. Losing once to Rolan was bad enough, but losing twice? At least she could enjoy the attention she was getting, sitting there topless. The boys were practically drooling over her.

Rolan couldn't help but stare. He was paying more attention to her than he was at the game. Alicia's breasts were double D's. They weren't as perky as she would like, but they were still rather firm, despite a slight sag. Her nipples were rock hard. The air conditioning was on full blast and she was sitting near a vent. Each time she would shiver, her large breasts would jiggle, giving Tommy and Rolan a much appreciated show.

Unfortunately for Alicia, this game didn't go well for her either. Rolan beat her again. Her three of a kind lost to his straight. She was taken out of the game again. She figured what Tommy would want next in order for to get back in the game.

Her competitive nature was strong, but she really didn't care anymore about beating Rolan. She didn't let Tommy know that though. She wanted to take her panties off, but didn't want to make it obvious.

"OK. You're out again. I'll buy your way in for another game if you lose the panties, baby."

There it was. She wanted to play it up and make it seem like she didn't want to do it. She wanted the boys to feel she had to do it because she wanted to win so badly. She grabbed both sides of her panties and started to slide them down.

"Wait. No. You have to stand up and take them off." Tommy said.

That was a much better idea. With where she was sitting, if she stood up, Rolan would get a perfect view of her pussy once she took her panties off.

Alicia stood up and stuck her thumbs in the waist band of her panties. Slowly, she slid them down. Rolan fixated his gaze on Alicia's lower half. At first he saw part of her public hair. Alicia liked to keep landing strip above her pussy. As she lowered her panties more, eventually he saw her pussy. After he saw it, she finished taking them off and stepped out of them. She held the panties in the air and dropped them on the table. With her hands on her hips, she gave the boys one last look at her pussy before she sat down.

As Tommy dealt the cards, he started to strike up a conversation with Roland.

"So Rolan, my boy, what do you think of Alicia? I told you she was nice."

This flattered her. Yes, Tommy had obviously talked her up as nothing more than a "hot piece of ass" to Roland and who knows who else, but it made her feel good. She felt sexy. Having guys desire her turned her on. She waited for Rolan's answer...

"Uh...yeah...she's...she's nice."

"Just nice? Come on man, look at those tits!" He pointed at toward her chest. Alicia straightened her posture to give him a better look.

Rolan was sweating bullets. If he was nervous before, he was practically shaking now.

"Oh...wow...those are...those are perfect."

Alicia smiled. "Thank you, Rolan. I'm glad you like my tits."

"So Rolan, before you got here, I fucked her real good. Didn't I?" Tommy asked, nudging her.

It was obvious to anyone with a brain that something happened between the two. You don't end up in her panties at some guy's house by accident. Rolan had to know that he fucked her, but Alicia responded anyway.

"Yeah. He fucked me pretty good. Shot a big load on my titties too."

She surprised herself with that one. Surprising herself was something she was doing a lot of these past two days. She had been gangbanged, black mailed into fucking Tommy and actually enjoyed it, hung out with him and his friend wearing her panties and a shirt, now she gave up her clothes to buy into a poker game, and now she just described the finish to the sex they had earlier in the most vulgar way she could think of.

She thought to herself, "Wow. I'm turning into a huge slut." That wasn't discouraging either. She was enjoying it.

"So Alicia, tell Rolan here about last night."

Here was her chance to really have some fun.

"What part?"

"All of it."

"Well, let's see. I got gangbanged by thirteen men. They all fucked me and I sucked all their cocks. When they were done, they all shot their loads on my face. My picture is on the wall at the bar with my face full of cum. I should have given my pussy a break, but I decided to fuck Tommy again today."

Rolan was speechless. Alicia smiled at him and his gaze quickly darted toward his cards.

"Before yesterday, this hottie was shy as fuck. Wouldn't talk to nobody at school. Now look at her! She's turned into a big slut!"

Again. She took no offense to what Tommy said.

"Yeah. I don't know what came over me. I actually wanted to be at Peter's place today to try and make things right with him. Instead, I'm here. Naked in your kitchen, with you two staring at my tits. Guess I am a bit of a slut."

"Make things right with Peter? What happened?" Tommy asked.

"When I told him that I had to do the gangbang, he got angry with me and asked me to leave. He kicked me out of his house. I was only doing it because the other girl couldn't be there. I did it to help my father out. He would have lost a lot of money."

"You turned out to be way better than the other bitch. Trust me. Peter should have understood that you had to do it, instead of being a baby about it."

Peter and her father didn't seem to be very positive about last night, but Tommy was. It felt good to hear someone support what she did and understand her reasons for doing it.

"Thank you. I'm glad someone doesn't try to make me feel bad about it."

"You're welcome, babe. Shit. We got to talking and forgot about the game." Tommy announced.




After Hours Alicia Ch. 06



He finished putting the cards on the table. "I say we make this interesting. Rolan, if Alicia wins, you give her all the money on the table. Alicia, if Rolan wins, you have to suck his cock, since you don't have any money, or clothes, to bargain with."

It had probably been a long time since Rolan was touched by a woman. Alicia thought that this could be fun. Besides, she wanted to feel like a slut tonight.

Rolan nodded and agreed to Tommy's terms. Tommy looked at Alicia, "OK. I'm in."

She wanted to beat Rolan earlier, but now she was secretly hoping Rolan would win, so she could get on her knees and suck his cock.

Rolan put his cards on the table. Three of a kind. Kings.

Alicia sighed and showed her cards. Three of a kind. Jacks.

"Well, looks like it's your lucky day, Rolan." Alicia said, as she stood up. She slowly walked over to Rolan and got on her knees.

She gently smiled at him in an attempt to calm him down before she reached up and grabbed his zipper. She pulled the zipper down and grabbed his pants, lowering them. His boxers were next. She pushed them down his legs, joining his pants that were around his ankles. His cock was already hard. He had an erection since she took her panties and shirt off. Rolan's dick was about average size. It was 5 or 6 inches fully erect.

Alicia spit into her hand and rubbed his cock up and down, before she lowered her head into his lap. She slowly took his cock and put it into her mouth. Once it was inside, she lapped it with her tongue while bobbing her head up and down on it.

Seeing Alicia down on her knees sucking his friend's cock was turning Tommy on. He took his cock out and started stroking it while he watched her.

Her technique was improving. when she wasn't sucking, she took Rolan's cock out of her mouth to lick it. She would start at the base and lick all the way to the tip. Then she'd put her mouth over it and drive it all the way inside her mouth to the back of her throat.

She decided to make the blowjob as vulgar as she could, so she was making audible slurping and sucking noises while she gave Rolan the best head he'd ever had. Before Alicia, he had only had one other blowjob. It was from an ex-girlfriend he had several years ago. She stopped coming around the apartment a lot, because Tommy poked fun at her weight. Alicia was no super model, but Rolan thought she looked a lot better than any girl he had ever been with.

"Let's go over to the couch." Alicia suggested. Rolan stepped out of his pants and boxers and followed her.

She gave him a gentle shove and he sat on the couch. She returned to her knees in front of him and popped his cock back into her mouth. What she didn't know was that Tommy followed them too. He sat down next to Rolan, naked from the waist down.

Alicia saw Tommy out of the corner of her eye. Without saying a word she reached over, grabbed his cock, and began stroking it.

"Doesn't get much better than this, does it Rol?" Tommy asked. He stuck his hand in the air and Rolan smiled and met it with a high five.

She took Rolan's cock out of her mouth for a moment to speak.

"You boys enjoying yourselves? Having a naked girl in your apartment sucking and stroking your cocks?"

Then she had an idea. She was really turned on, but what she was about to say was actually something she wanted to do. She thought it would be a lot of fun.

"How about I stay here tonight? I won't put my clothes back on. I'll suck your cocks some more while you watch TV or play video games. You two can also have some pussy if you want."

"Fuck yes!" Tommy chimed. "We get a naked bitch in our apartment all night to fuck and blow us!"

She thought that last night was a one time thing, but she was starting to realize that being a slut was something she really enjoyed.

"What about Peter?" asked Tommy.

"Oh. He can wait." She cooed.

Then Rolan finally spoke up.

"Are you going to be coming back here again?"

"Do you want me to come back?"

"Fuck yes I do." Rolan responded.

This shocked Alicia. He had not said more than a few words to her all night. The blowjob was really opening up him up.

"Then I guess I'll be back."

"We should enforce a dress code for her, Rol." Tommy laughed.

Interested in what this "dress code" would be, Alicia popped Rolan's cock out of her mouth and asked.

"What would I have to wear?"

"Nothing. You have to be naked if you're going to be over here. Not a single fucking piece of clothing. Got it?"

Alicia smiled. The thought of her running around their apartment stark naked made her wet.

"OK. I can do that. When I come over next time, I can just strip at the door. I'll be naked the whole time I'm here."

That remark got the boys to cheer and give each other another high-five.

Alicia resumed her blowjob on Rolan. Tommy was getting impatient and not satisfied with the handjob he was receiving. He got up off the couch and moved in behind her. He grabbed her around the waist and positioned her ass in front of him.

She knew what was going to happen. Tommy was going to fuck her for the second time today. She didn't fight it. Instead, she kept sucking on Rolan's cock as Tommy entered her pussy.

Just like earlier, Tommy started off slow. This time, however, Alicia was more vocal about enjoying herself. She moaned with Rolan's cock in her mouth as Tommy began thrusting back and forth inside her. Moaning on his cock almost pushed Rolan to climax.

As he fucked Alicia, Tommy said, "Hey Rol, want to cum on her face when we're done?"

"Fuck yeah."

"Would you like Alicia? Two loads on your face?"

She nodded and said, "Mmmhmm" as she continued to suck Rolan's cock.

"This bitch is into it man. I'm tellin' ya. This is going to be great. Having her around, naked all the time in our apartment...I'm going to be fucking her every chance I get. What about you?"

Before he could answer, Alicia took his cock all the way to the back of her mouth. "Oooooh fuck! I...I'd fucking love that. I'm...I'm going to fuck her every chance I get too." answered, Rolan.

Tommy slapped her plump ass, causing Alicia to moan louder between thrusts.

"Hey man, don't hog her. Let me have some pussy," Rolan demanded.

"I ain't done yet dude. Just chill out and get your dick sucked. I'm not finished pounding this slut yet." Tommy answered.

Rolan growled. Alicia felt sorry for him, but she wasn't about to stop Tommy. The fucking she was getting was feeling pretty good. She decided to try and make Rolan feel better by making his blowjob as nasty as she could make it.

She took his cock out of her mouth and began licking it from the base to the tip. Then she took his cock and began rubbed it all over her face. Alicia spit on his cock, worked the shaft with her hand, and popped it back in her mouth. The rotation of licks, face rubbing, and spitting was repeated by Alicia while Tommy continued to plow into her.

"Oh yes! Fuck me...fuck me harder!" she squealed. Tommy obliged. He quickened his pace and slammed into her faster and faster, smacking her ass with both hands and squeezing it firmly. Her large, pillowy tits swung back and forth.

Tommy fucked her for a few more minutes until he drew close to cumming. He pulled out and for the second time today, Alicia turned around and looked disappointed. Tommy stood up and slapped Rolan on the arm. "Get in there man," he ordered. Alicia released her grip on his cock and he got up off the couch and moved in behind her. Tommy took his place in front of her.

She took Tommy's cock into her mouth, tasting her juices that were all over it. This was not something she was used to, but she loved it. She moaned deeply as she sucked every inch of Tommy's cock, swallowing her own juices and his pre-cum.

Rolan had knelt down behind her and pushed his cock into her pussy. Unlike Tommy, Rolan didn't start off slow. He began pounding into Alicia over and over. She thought he would be gentle when he started and this sudden burst of energy surprised Alicia, but she enjoyed it. Without slowing down, Rolan continued his assault on Alicia's pussy. Tommy couldn't help but be proud of his friend. Before tonight, Rolan wouldn't even talk to a girl. Now he's balls deep inside of one slamming away inside her.

"Fuck yeah, Rolan. Give it to her! Haha!" Tommy encouraged.

Rolan's pace was so fast that Alicia couldn't keep Tommy's cock in her mouth. She rested her head in his lap instead, while she moaned loudly.

"Oh fuck! Yes! Yes! Fuck me, Rolan! Fuck my pussy! Faster!"

He didn't need to be told twice. For someone as large as Rolan, he had a deceptive amount of stamina and was able to continuously fuck Alicia harder and faster without slowing down.

Rolan looked down and saw Alicia's plump ass sticking up at him and her dangling tits swaying back and forth with each thrust. He smacked her hard on the ass. Alicia loved it. Rolan smacked her ass again and again until it was decorated with a bright red hand print. The serious of slaps had caused Alicia's body to quiver and she came all over Rolan's cock.

"Looks like you made her cum man! Fucking awesome! Look at her! She's weak in the knees!"

Tommy was right. Alicia's head wasn't on Tommy's lap anymore. It was crudely pointed at the floor and her arms were lifeless at her sides. Instead of stopping to let Alicia put herself together, Rolan kept fucking her. Tommy reached down and grabbed her by the hair. He looked at her face. Her eyes were glazed over, she was breathing heavy, and had a faint grin on her face.

Alicia had never came that hard in her life. She also said that during the gangbang last night. She was reaching new levels in her sexuality and she was loving it. No one had ever done that to her. Rolan's unrelenting assault on her ass and pussy was just what she needed.

Still caught up in the afterglow of an amazing orgasm, Alicia didn't notice Rolan pulling out of her. Tommy took this as a cue for the two of them to cum on her face.

"Let's finish her off, Rol." TOmmy instructed, as he pulled Alicia to her knees by her hair.

As she sat there, Rolan stepped over and blasted her in the side of the face with jet after jet of warm, sticky cum. The first blast hit her on the cheek. The second got her right in the eye, completely covering it. The last load went across both of her eyebrows and dripped down her other eye. Tommy couldn't help but laugh.

"You really fucking nailed her! Let's see what I can do!"

Tommy took aim and came just about as much as Rolan. His first load covered the eye that Rolan didn't directly hit. He readjusted his cock and aimed it downward over her face. His second load covered her forehead and ran down her face, covering her nose, and dripping on to her lips. His last load hit the same targets and helped push the previous load down her face and on to her chin.

Alicia sat there, covered in cum for the second time in two days. She made no effort to move. Partly because she was still recovering from her orgasm and partly because she loved having cum on her face. It made her feel dirty. Sitting there, feeling the warm cum stick to her face. Whatever didn't stick, she could feel running down her face and on to her tits or legs. She stuck her tongue out to collect what was around her lips and drank it. She loved the texture, the smell, and the taste - she was hooked.



After Hours Alicia Ch. 07



SUNDAY

Morning came and Alicia was sound asleep on the couch. She was still naked, but the cum that was all over her had now hardened all over her body. Enough sunlight had come through the blinds to wake her up. Slowly, she pulled herself up into a sitting position.

"Fuck..." she said, "my whole body smells like cum."

She was too tired to take a shower last night, so she passed out on the couch. She stood up and realized that her body was still sore from the fucking she got last night. She could barely walk.

Regardless, she looked around the floor, half awake, searching for her clothes. The t-shirt she wore yesterday still had a cum stain on it, so she decided to take the shirt she borrowed from Tommy. After finding her clothes, she walked into the bathroom to take a shower.

Inside Tommy's bathroom, she put her clothes on top of the clothes hamper. Tommy didn't like to do laundry and neither did his roommates. The hamper was bursting with dirty clothes so much so that there were clothes strewn all over the floor too. The bathroom was disgusting. It desperately needed a woman's touch, but Alicia didn't feel like playing maid today.

She stepped into the shower, which was full of stains. Doing her best to ignore the grotesque appearance of the bathroom, she turned the water on and looked for soap.

Most of the time when Alicia would take a shower, she would take some time to play with herself – but not today. She wanted to hurry up and get dressed and leave before Tommy or Rolan woke up.

She lathered her body up several times to make sure to get the stench of semen off her body. She also washed her hair thoroughly to get all the cum out of it.

After her shower, she reached out and grabbed a towel off the rack. She sniffed it and surprisingly, it smelled clean. She dried herself off and began putting her clothes on.

It felt nice to be clean after getting so dirty the night before. The only drawback was now she smelled like a guy. She had to use their body wash and shampoo.

Once she was dressed, she went into the living room. No one was up. She grabbed her phone off the floor and touched the screen.

14 missed calls. 21 text messages.

"Shit."

She opened the door slowly and stepped outside. While she walked to her car she checked her messages. They were all from Peter.

Inside her car, she read each of the messages. Peter was upset that he had not heard from her since Friday night. He apologized for asking her to leave. He said he loved her and wanted to see her again. 

His messages were desperate. He loved her and felt bad about what happened Friday night. Deep down, Alicia felt bad about it too, but how could she talk to Peter now? She ignored him all day yesterday and she felt guilty about it, but what would she tell him? That she was blackmailed into having sex with Tommy Harris at his apartment, then decided to stay, play strip poker, and get double-teamed by Tommy and his roommate? She didn't want to tell him that. That would crush him.

Before she got in the car, she gave her father a call.

"Daddy? It's me. I stayed out at a friend's house last night. Didn't want you to worry."

"OK, sweetie. I'm glad you're safe. Don't worry about getting the truck back to me today. I'm going to be working in the garage all day."

"Still working on the car?"

"Yep. She's not much to look at now, but she will be. Once I'm done, you can keep the truck. I'll be driving this baby around."

Her father had been working on a custom 1955 Royal Lancer. He had won it in a poker game last year, but didn't get around to working on it until recently. Alicia was sure her dad was going through some sort of mid-life crisis wanting to restore an old car and go cruising for chicks.

"Haha, well, that'll be a while. I've seen that thing. It's gross!"

"Yeah, yeah...don't rub it in. If I had more money, this thing would be done by now, but I'm working with parts that me and Roger have laying around."

"Well, I'm going to let you go daddy. Going to see Peter."

"Oh, that reminds me, pumpkin. Peter called the house yesterday looking for you. Is everything OK?"

"Shit," she thought, "He's called the house now? This is bad."

"Yeah, daddy. Everything's OK. My phone was off yesterday. Forgot to bring my charger. You know how Peter gets."

"Well don't make that boy worry anymore. Go see him so he doesn't call here again."

"Alright. I'll do that now. I'll talk to you later. Have a good day, daddy!"

"You too, sweetie."

She hit the "off" button on her phone and cursed inside the truck, "Fuck!" It's one thing for Peter to contact her, but he must really be upset if he's called the house. There was no avoiding him today. She had to go see him.

She fired up the truck and headed over to Peter's. During the drive over, she contemplated what she would say to him. Why had she not called him back Friday night? Why had she not called him back Saturday? Did she want to break things off with him? She didn't know what to say. She wanted to lie, but Peter wasn't like her father – he saw through her. He knew her better than she knows herself. Peter would catch her in a lie if she told one.

After about ten minutes, she arrived at Peter's. She hopped out of the truck.

"This isn't going to go well," she said to herself.

Then she remembered, she was wearing another man's shirt and she smelled like body wash. As if explaining what happened this weekend couldn't get any harder!

She didn't bother knocking this time and walked right into Peter's house. His mother was in the kitchen baking and waved at her when she came in. Peter's family loved Alicia and welcomed her into their home anytime she wanted to be there.

"Peter's upstairs. He's been in his room most of the weekend. He's been acting strange." said his mother.

"OK, thank you. I'll see what's up." Alicia responded.

She walked up the stairs and down the hall to Peter's room. She paused for a moment before entering.

"I hope this goes well," she said to herself.

Alicia turned the knob on the door and walked into Peter's room.

Peter was laying on his bed watching television and looked to be in even worse shape than she was. He popped up when he saw Alicia come into the room. He lept off the bed and gave her a hug and a kiss.

"Baby, I've been worried about you!"

"I'm OK," she said.

Peter sat down on his bed and Alicia sat next to him. Peter figured something was wrong.

"Why haven't you answered any of my texts or calls since...Friday night?" he asked.

There it was. The five million dollar question. All the plotting on the drive up had not been successful or she would have spit something out already. In a panic, she said the first thing that came to her.

"I lost my phone at the bar Friday night. Things got pretty crazy..."

It wasn't the best thing she could have said, but it was all she could come up with. Her statement put the thought of the gangbang she had to do back in Peter's head.

"So...you went through with 'that' Friday night?"

She didn't make eye contact with him. Instead, she looked at the floor when she answered.

"Yeah. I kinda had to."

Peter didn't have anything to follow up after that. He was hoping she said 'no'. He was hoping she went there and changed her mind and drove back home. The love of his life had submitted to having sex with total strangers in her father's dirty bar. He was heartbroken, but curious.

"So...what was...it like?"

"The gangbang?"

"Yeah...the...gangbang."

She didn't want to talk about it with Peter, but she had to. She already told him she did it to avoid telling him that she spent Saturday fucking Tommy Harris and his roommate.

"Crazy. It was...crazy."

"What do you mean?"

She thought, "Why can't he just let it go?" She got herself into this mess and wasn't going to get out of it.

"Well...there was supposed to be eleven guys. Ended up being thirteen. I got there...and Cheryl, my daddy's bitchy bartender...well she ordered me to take my clothes off. So I stripped right there in front of the bar...no privacy."

"The customers were gone, right?"

"Yeah...they were gone. It was just me and her, but the windows weren't covered. Anyone walking by could have seen me."

"What happened next?"

Alicia took a deep breath and continued...

"I walked into the back room where they were going to have it. The room was filthy. They had me on an old dirty mattress on the floor. Tommy Harris and his idiot friends were there too. His friends were the other two guys they added."

"Tommy Harris!? I hate that guy! He's such a dick to me in school. I don't understand it. He comes into Bargain Mart sometimes just to give me shit! I can't believe you had to have sex with him!"

After Peter said that, she remembered all the good sex she had had with Tommy the past two days. Peter may have hated him, but she didn't...

"Yeah, he was kind of a jerk that night, babe."

She called Peter 'babe', but it didn't feel right. "Babe" was something Tommy had been calling her as if she was "his" girl or something. She didn't like it at first, but now she didn't mind.

"I'm sorry baby. Did you...?"

"Yeah, I had to have sex with him. And his friends." She answered before he could finish asking.

Peter didn't want to talk about it anymore. The thought of the girl he loved on her back or on her knees being fucked by Tommy Harris and his goons turned his stomach. He wanted to vomit.

"Are you ok? I'm sorry, Peter." Alicia asked.

He was obviously upset. It looked like he wanted to cry. Peter fought the urge to burst into tears.

"Yeah. I'll be fine. I'm sorry I kicked you out Friday. I was upset."

"I know you were. This...was...is...a fucked up situation. I had to do it though. I had to save my daddy's bar."

"I know. I just wish someone else could have done it. Not you."

Alicia held Peter to comfort him. He sobbed lightly on her shoulder and held her back. She stroked his hair, like she always used to do when he was upset. When he was done, he let go of her and moved back. He noticed that she smelled different.

"Why do you smell like Jaxx body wash?"

Her brain was telling her to run. It was also asking her how she could be so stupid. She shouldn't have let Peter get that close to her, because she did smell like men's body wash!

"And that's not your shirt. That's a guy's shirt."

Then Peter started to add everything up. Alicia smelled like a man, was wearing a man's shirt, and ignored him all weekend.

Alicia's pause confirmed her guilt. She could say something now, but it was too late. Peter caught her.

"What's going on, Alicia?"

"I should have stayed at Tommy's," she thought. "I wish I were anywhere but here!"

Technically, Alicia and Peter were still an item all weekend, even after he kicked her out Friday evening. This means that she cheated on Peter, which made her feel a thousand times worse.

An unnatural instinct kicked in and Alicia decided to lie.

"It's my dad's shirt and I had to use his body wash because I was out of my own."

She looked at Peter's face. She could see from his expression that he didn't believe her. He knew her too well and knew when she wasn't telling the truth.

He wanted to believe her, but he couldn't. He knew she was lying.

"Your dad's stuff, huh? I don't believe that. That shirt isn't even your dad's size. I bought him a shirt for his birthday and he wears a much bigger shirt than that."

Not only had Peter caught her lying about her phone, but he caught her lying about this. She wished she could run out the door and leave. Friday, she didn't want to leave Peter's. Today, she wanted nothing more.

"Why are you lying to me?" he pressed.

She had to spill the beans. It would hurt Peter, but she was a terrible liar and couldn't keep it from him anymore.

"I...was at somebody's house yesterday."

"Whose house?"

"T...Tommy's...." she said meekly.

"Tommy Harris!? What were you doing there!?"

"We...we...watched a movie and played some cards and..."

"And...what!?"

"And we had...sex."

"You had sex with him again!?"

"And his roommate."

"What the fuck, Alicia!? How could you have sex with Tommy voluntarily AND have sex with his roommate!?"

She kept staring at the floor. She didn't want to tell him the answer.

"How could you do this to me!? How could you do this to us!? I thought you loved me! I thought you wanted to be with me!"

"I...I do love you."

"Then why did you do all this!?"

"I...don't know. I don't know what came over me..."

"I know what came over you! You've changed! After you let thirteen guys pull a train on you Friday night you decided you wanted to sleep with everybody! You don't want a relationship, you want be a slut!"

That last remark stung. She knew she had become a slut, but it felt different when Peter called her one. When Tommy called her a slut, it was a playful thing. When Peter called her one, it was meant to make her feel bad. And it did.

"You know it's true too! Otherwise, you'd say something!"

"I'm sorry. I'm sorry I hurt you. Maybe...this isn't going to work out between us."

"You do all this and now YOU are breaking up with ME!? You have a lot of fucking nerve, Alicia! Get the fuck out of here! Now!"

For the second time this weekend, Peter kicked Alicia out of his room – this time it was the last time. Alicia got up slowly and walked out of Peter's room. She walked down the stairs and saw his mother looking at her. She must have heard what Peter was shouting. Peter's mother looked at her with disgust, shaking her head, and walking away.

When she got inside her truck, she took a moment to breathe before driving off. On the one hand, she felt terrible that she hurt Peter. He didn't deserve this. On the other hand, she felt free. She could do whatever she wanted without feeling any guilt, but did it cost her the best relationship she's ever had?

Where would she go now? Her father told her he didn't need the truck back anytime soon and she just got kicked out of Peter's. She didn't have any other friends that she could go see and hang out with. She didn't have any activities that she liked doing outside of the house either.

She decided to go back to Tommy's.

When she got to Tommy's, she slammed the truck door and marched over to his apartment. Before she opened the door she remembered the "dress code" Tommy had enforced on her. She didn't know if he was serious, but she didn't care. She wanted him to be serious about it. She wanted to act like a slut. She was having more fun now than she's ever had in her entire life.

She opened the door and stepped inside. Tommy was on the couch in his boxers playing video games. The place was still trashed.

Alicia locked eyes with him.

"Hey babe, you're back. Didn't hear ya leave this morning."

Without saying a word, she unbuttoned her shorts and pulled them down with her panties. Standing in front of Tommy bottomless, she quickly pulled her shirt and bra off too.

She looked Tommy dead in the eyes and said, "I don't want to break the dress code." 

With that, she walked over to the couch, stark naked, and sat down next to him. Tommy looked over at her and smiled, "It's nice to see ya, babe."

"It's nice to see you too," she cooed.

"What do you want to do today?" he asked.

"Fuck. I want you to fuck me really hard today. Other than that, I will do whatever you want."

"Fuck yeah! My kinda girl. I was going to have some friends over tonight for drinks and video games. You can be our hostess."

She loved the idea. The thought of serving Tommy and his friends, who she didn't know, all night long made her wet. Would she be naked? Should she wear something different and break the "dress code" Tommy instituted?

"What should I wear?"

"I think you should be naked. Just like you are. My friends are going to love being waited on by a naked girl all night!"

She smiled and scooted closer to Tommy on the couch. "I'd love to. I won't get dressed then. I'll stay naked all day."

"How many people are you expecting?" she asked.

"I think...like...ten. Yeah, ten. They're going to take one look at you and want to fuck your brains out, babe!"

Before this weekend, she had only been with one man. By the end of it, she could change that total to 25.

Without saying a word, Alicia pulled Tommy's cock out of his boxers and put her mouth over it. She didn't know how tonight would end, but she was ready for anything. For now though, she was concerned about sucking Tommy's cock.

She didn't care that Tommy didn't pause his game. He kept playing whatever first person shooter he was into at the moment, while Alicia bobbed her head up and down on his cock.

"Hey guys, guess what? I'm getting head right now. Some chick is sucking my dick." Tommy laughed.

Alicia stopped sucking for a second and looked up. Tommy had a headset on and was talking to other players online. She didn't care. He can brag all he wants. She shrugged and put her mouth over his cock again.

"Fuck yes!" Tommy exclaimed. "If this bitch keeps this up, I'm going to bust a nut."

Alicia heard some chatter through his headset, but couldn't make it out.

"Yeah, she likes it on the face. She slept here last night with cum still on her face. Haha!"

It was true. She had left their cum on her face the whole night. She woke up a sticky mess this morning. Instead of being ashamed of it, it turned her on.

"Take a picture? Yeah, I can do that I guess. Babe, the guys want me to take a picture of you after I cum on your face. What'ya think?"

Yesterday she didn't want Tommy snapping photos of her, but she warmed up to the idea last night. Tommy took a few nude shots of her when she undressed yesterday afternoon and several of her covered in cum at the end of the night. She thought they were for her his personal collection. This was something entirely different. Tommy would be showing these photos to other people. They were probably complete strangers that she would never meet before, so she agreed.

"Sure. I don't care." She answered.

"She said yes! You boys are going to see the mess I make out of this slut's face!"

Alicia started to suck faster and faster. She was making loud slurping and sucking sounds as she kept taking his cock into her mouth.

"Oh shit, babe, I'm almost ready." Tommy moaned, covering his mouthpiece.

She took her cue. She jerked his cock a little more, then took her position on her knees in front of him.

Tommy stood up and groaned loudly as he shot stream after stream of cum all over Alicia's waiting face. She was a mess. Her left eye was completely covered. Her nose was covered as well and a long string of cum was dangling off of it. She also had a large wad on her right cheek.

He grabbed his webcam and snapped a few pictures of her. With one eye open, she could see that the photos were being instantly uploaded and shared with the people Tommy was playing online with.

Tommy unplugged his headset so that she could hear their reactions.

Massivpwnage98 – "Wow! That bitch is soaked! What a slut! GG man!"

Urmommydik4 – "That's a good girl! Took that load like a champ!"

Bulletformyvalentine97 – "That was a fat load dude! You really fucked her up! You probably blinded her!"

Their comments were crude, but that didn't matter. She didn't want anyone to know about her sexual exploits, but this was okay with her. The idea that strangers have now seen her naked, on her knees, covered in Tommy's cum, made her wet.

She missed Peter, but she was welcoming this new chapter in her life. She was no free to do anything (and anyone) she wanted without feeling guilty about it. Alicia knew that she had become a slut, but that word no longer bothered her. Instead, she wore it like a badge of honor.



After Hours Alicia Ch. 08



Tommy Harris, to the rest of the world, was a crude, selfish, immature brat. He was living on his own, had a job, and a car, but this did not make him an adult. He still acted like a child. Many of his old classmates from high school have commented saying, "You haven't changed a bit." This remark is usually reserved for people who have still remained true to themselves and it is typically meant as a compliment. When spoken about Tommy, however, it's meant to be insulting.

Before this weekend, Alicia held the same opinion of Tommy. She used to be glad that she had found a guy like Peter who was nothing like Tommy. Peter was nice, caring, and considerate. Peter was one of the "good guys." Alicia felt safe with Peter and saw a future with him.

All of that changed this weekend. After the gangbang and spending so much time with Tommy, Alicia realized how bored she was of Peter. Sure, he was loyal and always there for her, but he didn't add any excitement to her life. When she went over to his place, they would spend hours watching the same movies over and over or they would play video games. When she went to Tommy's, she was required to be naked and would give him blowjobs or have sex with him. Last night, she had a threesome with him and his roommate, Rolan. 

Many would find that sort of activity to be degrading. This sort of "slut shaming" was something Alicia quietly took part in before the events of this weekend. Girls in school who were promiscuous were "sluts" or "whores" in her mind, as well as the minds of others. Their wanton sexual freedom was not appreciated by Alicia or the masses.

Her relationship, or whatever it was, with Tommy was exciting to her though. It violated every moral fiber she thought she had. She thought that Tommy was just using her for sex, but that didn't bother her – she was using him too. It made her feel desirable and attractive for men, like Tommy and others, to want to have sex with her. It flattered her.

She was in the bathroom, cleaning up the cum that had been dumped on her face by Tommy's cock. He had taken photos of her, fully nude with his cum on her, and shared them with his online friends. This was something she would not have appreciated before this weekend. Yesterday, she had a problem with Tommy taking pictures of her while she undressed, before he blackmailed her into having sex with him. Now, she was warming up to the idea of strangers seeing her naked.

She dried her face with a towel and stepped back into the living room. Tommy was nowhere to be found. He had paused his game and walked into his bedroom. She heard him rummaging through his closet trying to find something to wear.

Alicia walked into Tommy's room and saw him throwing clothes left and right.

"Hey babe, I'm looking for my buddy's old band shirt. Can't seem to find it anywhere. I haven't seen him in a long time so I thought it be pretty cool if I wore it tonight when he came over."

That was actually nice of him. Alicia gave him a warm smile.

"I can help you look."

"Thanks baby. Yeah, look over in those piles and in the drawers. It's black and says 'Chum Dumpsters' on it."

Chum Dumpsters? She couldn't help but giggle at the name.

Alicia opened his dresser drawers and looked through each of them in search of the shirt. She wanted to do something nice for Tommy. She wanted to do lots of nice things for Tommy. Unlike Peter, he didn't want to change her. He accepted who she wanted to become and didn't give her any trouble for it. It was nice to have someone in her life that didn't judge her. Peter judged her. Even her father judged her. He drank himself into a stupor Friday night and couldn't look her in the eye the next morning. After the gangbang, Tommy talked to her. He blackmailed her, but he still talked to her. He was excited to see her and he has been excited to see her every time she's been at his place.

These thoughts were swirling around in her head while she frantically tried to find Tommy's shirt. When all hope was lost, she saw something tucked under a shoe box under his bed. She bent over and moved the box and found something under it – Tommy's shirt. She quickly snatched it up and excitedly announced, "I found it!" Tommy turned around to see her jumping up and down. Her large breasts bouncing wildly as she waved the shirt in the air.

Giving her the same warm smile she had given him earlier, Tommy said, "Thanks babe. You're the best."

He walked over to her and took the shirt. Then he surprised her – he gave her a quick kiss on the mouth. Tommy had fucked her and done lots of other stuff to her, but he never kissed her. He couldn't see it, because he put the shirt on and walked out of the room, but Alicia smiled. She appreciated the kiss.

Deep down, Alicia had always liked being naked. It gave her a sense of freedom and it made her feel sexy. Being nude when you weren't getting dressed or taking a shower was something she enjoyed, but rarely got to experience. Now every time she's at Tommy's, she gets to walk around completely naked all she wants. Of course, that means that there will be sexual favors given to Tommy or Rolan – or both. That didn't matter. She was getting to do whatever she wanted now and it felt good.

She left the bedroom and found Tommy in the kitchen looking through the refrigerator. He pulled a beer out and closed the door and saw Alicia standing in front of him. He couldn't help but take a good look at her. She was short – 5'3". Pale skin. Legs that were a little chubby, but not fat. Smooth stomach. Large, pillowy tits that sagged a little, but were still pretty perky with pink nipples that always seemed to be perky. A cute, shy face slightly hidden by her raven black hair that came down to her shoulders. She wasn't going to win America's Next Top Model, but Tommy thought she was pretty hot – especially nude.

"Hey, I think we should talk about tonight before everyone comes over." Tommy said.

Alicia didn't know if this was going to be good or bad. Was he going to kick her out? Did he have second thoughts about her being here?

"OK, sure. What's up?" she asked.

"I told you earlier that I'm having ten people over, right?"

Alicia nodded.

"Well, shit...look, they're all guys, ya know? They're..."

She felt like Tommy was going to ask her to leave. She had already been kicked out of Peter's for a second time today. Was Tommy about to do the same?

"What are you trying to say, Tommy?" she asked, folding her arms over her tits.

"They are going to take one look at you and want to fuck you. You're going to be here naked all the time. Shit, looking at you now makes me want some pussy." He laughed. "I just wanted to warn you before they came over"

"Warn me?"

"Yeah, don't get it twisted, babe. I just don't know if you're ready for...another..."

"Another what?"

"Another gangbang. You fucked a lot of guys Friday night and a lot of guys are coming over tonight. I just didn't know if you could handle the possibility. That's all."

She was getting irritated with Tommy, but she quickly calmed down. It seemed like, in his own way, that he was looking out for her. He wasn't trying to force her to be someone else or to act any differently and he didn't want to kick her out. 

"Aww, you're just looking out for me." She said warmly.

"I'm serious. Look, I like having you around. This weekend has been fucking awesome, but if you're going to be around, this kind of stuff might happen. I don't want you to get cold feet later and decide to leave. People should start showing up in about an hour. Think about what you want to do. I'm going to call the boys and make sure they're still coming."

Tommy left the room to use his phone. Alicia sat down on the couch and thought about he had to say. She had made several important decisions this weekend, but this was the biggest. It seemed like reality had smacked her in the face. What was she doing? She had ruined her relationship with Peter by cheating on him and lying to him. She's completely naked in another man's apartment – a man she couldn't stand a few days ago. She had had sex with fourteen different men so far this weekend. 

"Maybe Tommy was right," she thought. "Maybe I do need to think about whether this is what I want or not."

Maybe she could call it quits today, go home, and everything would return to normal next week. Maybe this weekend was just something she needed to do to get it out of her system. Maybe it was just a small phase that she had went through and needed to let go.

Maybe all of that is bullshit. What sort of life would she have if she left now? Her father would still resent her for what she did, even though she did it for him. Peter would still hate her and their relationship would never be repaired. Maybe all of that is okay. Her father and Peter didn't support any of her decisions this weekend. Yes, all of her decisions have been about sex, but who cares? If they loved her, they would support her. They wouldn't try to make her feel guilty for enjoying herself or doing things to help others.

Tommy was the only one who didn't want her to change. He was fine with her fucking other guys. He even encouraged it. All he wanted in return was her company. Having her around is fun for him and it's fun for her. As disgusting as Tommy seemed Friday evening, Alicia's opinion of him was quickly starting to change. The kisses and the smiles she got from him made her feel good inside. She hadn't felt this way in a long time. She was around a guy who wanted her to do whatever she wanted and appreciated her for it. They weren't even together.

As good as all of that sounds, there was a strong possibility of another gangbang tonight. If she stayed, she would have to go through with it. She knew what would be expected of her if she stuck around and she couldn't blame them. A room full of horny guys being waited on by a naked girl all night – it would be hard for them to control themselves.

If she stayed, then what happened this weekend would become a regular thing for her. Naked most of, if not all, the time. Tons of sex with different partners. It would mean that what happened Friday night would not be just a "one time deal." She would be committing herself to this type of lifestyle.

The alternative would be to go back home and leave all of this behind. That would mean that she would be left with her feelings of guilt and regret. She didn't want that. She wanted to stay. She was having a great time and she loved the attention she was getting. It felt a lot better than the judging gazes she got from everyone else.

She stood up and walked down the hall to tell Tommy her answer. He had just gotten off the phone and looked up at her.

"I'll stay."

Those were words that he had heard before, but they didn't make him feel as good as he did now. He smiled back at her and said, "Thanks babe! You're the best! You're going to have a great time tonight. I need to make one more call, so go watch TV or something. I'll be out in a minute."

Obediently, she turned around and walked back into the living room. She flopped down on the couch and started watching television.

In the other room, Tommy had called his friend, Mark.

"Mark, what's up cocksucker?"

"Hey man, are you still having everyone over tonight?"

"Yep. We're having John, Eddie, Walt, Greg, Alan, uh...Larry, Franky, Cal, and Derek over."

"Sweet. Yeah, I don't know if I'm going to come."

"What!? Why not? We've been planning this for weeks. We all don't hang out enough man. You know this!"

"Yeah, I know dude. It's just that I don't like Larry. We don't get along anymore. Fucker ripped me off for $200. He was bitching that he couldn't make his car payment. Asshole shouldn't even have a new car if he can't afford the damn thing. Anyway, I give him the money and he's all like, 'Sweet, I'll pay ya back man. Don't worry, bro.' And what's he do? Not pay me back. Fuck him. I'm done with his shit. So if he's going to be there, I won't."

Larry was a mooch, even worse than Rolan. Rolan relied on his parents for everything. Larry relied on asking favors from his friends. His parents cut him off a long time ago to "teach him how to be a man." Instead of landing a job and earning his own, Larry chose another path. He couldn't keep a job for more than a few weeks. He would either stop showing up or get fired for breaking the rules. His luck with jobs was his own fault, but he spun it to his friends that he had fallen on hard times and needed their help to make ends meet. The car that he got recently was a used Chevy Malibu to replace his old Ford Escort. It wasn't a "new" car, but it was new to him. He couldn't make the payments on it, shortly after he got it, so he turned to Mark for assistance.

Mark and Larry were pretty good friends throughout high school and hung out after. Mark graduated high school, while Larry dropped out after his second senior year. Mark knew that Larry was a fuck up, but he hadn't done anything to mess up their friendship. That is, until Mark lent him the money for his car payment.

"Wow...I had no idea. Larry's always been a mooch man. I know it. You know it. Dude's fucked up. Don't let that stop you from coming over though." Tommy replied.

"I ain't coming over if that cocksucker's going to be there."

Tommy wanted Mark to show up. He hadn't hung out with Mark in over a year. Mark was always off with Larry. Tommy wanted to get the "old gang" from high school back together for a night of video games and beer. In a last ditch effort, Tommy tried to persuade Mark.

"I think you'll want to come over tonight when you find out who else is here."

"You just named off everybody, dude. I don't care."

"No man, it's a girl. I got a girl over here."

"Yeah? And who is that?"

"Pete from Bargain Mart's girl. Alicia Reynolds."

"No shit!? The gangbang girl?"

"Yep! She's here now. Buck naked on my couch. She sucked my dick earlier. She's not allowed to wear clothes over here, so when you come over, she'll be naked."

"Holy shit. I always thought she was hot. I'd come in that video game shop she worked at and see her in those short shorts and those tight gamer shirts. Fuck man. And you got her there. Naked."

"It gets better."

"What do you mean?"

"She's going to fuck everybody tonight. We're going to gangbang her, dude. You can finally get a piece of that bitch."

That was all Mark needed to hear. Suddenly, his beef with Larry didn't matter anymore. The thought of having sex with Alicia Reynolds was more important.

"Alright man, fuck it, I'm in. I'll be there."

"Awesome! I knew you'd like that. Haha. She'll al so be serving us drinks all night. She's our hostress tonight!"

"I can't believe it, bro. Can't wait. See you soon!"

Tommy ended the call and walked back into the living room. Alicia was laying on the couch with her legs open. The light from the television illuminating her pussy and shining over the rest of her body. She was transfixed on a show about special effects make-up in Hollywood movies. He started talking and pulled her attention away from the show.

"Hey, just got off the phone with my buddy, Mark. He wasn't going to come, because my other friend Larry is going to be coming."

She didn't want to be rude, so she sat up and turned her attention toward Tommy. She sat in front of him with her legs open, but not lewdly and listened to what he had to say.

"Why didn't he want to come?"

"Larry owes him money. It's just drama."

"Is he going to come?"

"Yeah, he'll be here. Actually, when I told him about you, he decided to come."

She was flattered. No one had ever done this before. It made her feel special. "Tommy's friend changed his mind about coming, because I'm going to be here," she thought. It made her smile.

"Oh really? What did you say?"

"I told him that the hottest girl in town would be here, naked, serving us drinks all night. I also told him that he gets to fuck you. After finding out he's getting some pussy, he decided to come."

Even if his friend was only coming just so he could fuck her, it still made her feel good. It still made her feel desirable.

She couldn't help but be excited, "That's great! I'll give him some pussy. No problem!"

Tommy leaned forward and gave her another kiss., "Thanks babe."

There it was again. A kiss. Tommy wasn't all crude jokes and macho talk. He had a heart and Alicia felt like there might be a spot in it for her. She wasn't sure how she felt about Tommy romantically or even if she even wanted a boyfriend, but it was nice to have the affection.

"The guys will be hear in about an hour. Clean up a bit, will ya?" Tommy asked.

"Sure!" she beamed.

Alicia grabbed the trash can from the kitchen and set it down in the living room. She gathered up all the empty soda and beer cans and threw them away. She noticed there were a few empty fast food bags that Tommy or Rolan had used as a bachelor's trash can, because they were too lazy to get up and throw their stuff away. She tossed those too. 

The living room was starting to look a lot better. The last thing she needed to do was vacuum. She looked around, but didn't see one.

"Tommy? Do you have a vacuum?" She asked.

From the other room, he responded, "No. We have a hand vac under the sink though. Use that."

A hand vacuum? This was going to take a lot longer than she thought. She hoped to have the living room done by the time company started to show up. She grabbed the vac and got down on her hands and knees to suck up everything she could. Tommy leaned against the wall and admired the view.

Alicia was bent over, sucking up the filth off Tommy's floor. Her plump ass was in the air. Tommy could see her asshole and her pussy, as she went lower to reach under the couch. Her large, soft tits dangled in front of her. She sat up and noticed Tommy staring at her and smiled.

"Enjoying the view?" She asked.

"Hell yeah, babe. Makes me want to get a piece right now and not wait for the boys."

She playfully wiggled her ass at him.

That was enough for him. He stepped out of his pants and pushed his boxers down. He knelt down behind Alicia and quickly stuck his cock inside her.

"Oh!" She exclaimed.

Tommy squeezed her round ass as he fucked her faster and faster. Her double D's began to bounce wildly as she cried out, "Fuck me, Tommy! Fuck my pussy!" as loud as she could.

Alicia was enjoying each hard thrust Tommy was giving her. She was panting and moaning all with a smile on her sweet face.

What Tommy did next surprised her. He reached over and pushed her head down on the floor. He was becoming more and more rough with her. Alicia loved it. Tommy held her down as he fucked her from behind. Her face was buried in the floor that she had just cleaned. The carpet brushed against the left side of her face.

"Yes! Yes! That feels so good, baby! Fuck me just like that!" she cried.

Tommy pounded into her faster and harder. "I'm going to cum!" he shouted.

"Cum inside me! Cum in my pussy!"

"Ohhhhhhhhh fuck! Yes!" Tommy cried out as he shot his seed deep inside Alicia's sopping wet pussy.

It wasn't as long as the sex she had become accustomed to, but it was still appreciated. She had given Peter a few quickies while they were dating, but nothing like this. Tommy was so forceful with her, pushing her to the ground and dominating her. She never knew that she would like it so much.

As she lay there, with cum leaking out of her pussy and running down her leg, she thought to herself, "I hope the guys tonight are as rough with me as Tommy just was." She smiled and sighed deeply, enjoying the feeling of being freshly fucked.

Having cum inside of her was also an experience she wasn't used to. Peter had only done it a few times and she never asked for it. This time, she practically begged for it. Luckily for her, she remembered to take her birth control today.




After Hours Alicia Ch. 08



Alicia pushed herself up off the floor and stood up. She walked into the bathroom and saw Tommy in it cleaning up.

"Don't hog the bathroom. I have to clean my pussy before your friends come over." She laughed.

Tommy appreciated her humor and loved that she was getting more comfortable around him.

"By all means, go ahead, Miss Alicia. I'm so sorry I'm in your way." He joked.

She playfully punched him in the shoulder before she grabbed a wet rag to clean herself up.

When she was done, she left the bathroom and found Tommy in the living room.

"Let's talk about tonight."

"I thought we already did that. You told me that your friends would want to fuck me."

"Yeah, I know and they will, but you're new here, so I want to show you where everything is at."

She followed Tommy into the kitchen and he opened the refrigerator.

"The beer is in here. It's also down in these drawers. I bought plenty. If we run out of beer, one of us will make a run to the store. You'll have to entertain everyone while we're gone. Think you can do that?"

She rolled her eyes and laughed playfully, "I think I can do that."

"Also, if Ricky has a problem with the beer and wants that gay ass imported shit, tell him to 'fuck off'. He'll have to deal with it."

He stood there for a second, lost in thought, looking as if he had forgotten something.

"Oh, one more thing – these guys are my friends. They're not the guys from the bar. Give them special attention. No matter what they're into. Got it?"

She flashed Tommy another smile and said, "Got it. I'm a big girl. I can take it."

"You'll be taking a lot of it tonight, baby."

He laughed and smacked her on the ass. This caused her to giggle and jump, forcing her tits to bounce in the process.

Alicia looked at the clock and she had finished cleaning the living room and still had fifteen minutes to spare. She decided to hop in the shower and get cleaned up before everyone started showing up.

The water felt amazing and the smell of Tommy's Jaxx body wash filled the air. This was the second time she had used a man's body wash, but she didn't have any of her own at his apartment. This shower felt a lot like the one Friday night – only better. Both times, she wanted to get cleaned up so that she made a good impression for the men. This time, she was more excited. Friday would have been more enjoyable if it wasn't for her nerves and the guilt about Peter swimming around in her head. This time, she had nothing to worry about. She could be whoever she wanted to be without having to worry about the consequences. Tonight would be full of teasing and sex – lots and lots of sex. She couldn't wait.

When she turned the water off, she heard people talking in the other room. Tommy's friends must have started to show up. She was expected to come out and meet them naked. She started to get nervous. 

Would they like her? Would they think she was sexy? Would they want to fuck her?

These weren't questions that she ever cared to know the answers to before this weekend. Now, it was all she was concerned about. She wanted to make a good impression. She dried off and looked in the mirror. Her raven black hair needed to dry, but there was nothing she could do about that right now. Her skin was clear and she looked young. She didn't look like the run of the mill "sluts" that she knew. Her breasts were full and heavy. Her 36DD's maintained a lot of their perk, but they did sag a little. This made them bounce a lot more. It made any sort of exercise a pain, but guys did seem to like them quite a bit. Her tummy wasn't flat, but it wasn't fat either. Her pussy hadn't been shaved since Friday night and some hair was coming in along the sides of her landing strip. She certainly didn't have the gap that most women strive for between her thighs, but she was fine with that. Her legs weren't toned, but they were soft. In fact, her whole body was soft. Alicia had the appearance of an innocent, beautiful girl who didn't look like the sort of woman who would get mixed up in things like this. She loved the contrast between her appearance and her behavior.

She took a deep breath and opened the door. She walked out into the living room and saw Tommy talking to three friends. They all got silent when she came into the room. All eyes were on her.

"Guys, this is Alicia. Pete from Bargain Mart's girl." Tommy introduced.

Alicia interrupted him, "Peter's EX-girlfriend."

"Fuck yeah!" Tommy said as he squeezed her ass.

"Who are your friends?" Alicia asked.

"This is Ricky, Carl, and Eddie."

Ricky was always teased by his friends for being a "hipster." He didn't want to admit it, but he was. He was just under six feet tall, had a bushy brown beard, black rimmed glasses, messy hair, and wore a v-neck shirt with a pair of skinny jeans.

Carl was the tallest of Tommy's friends. He was 6'4". He could have played basketball, if he wasn't so concerned with getting high all the time. Carl had a thick black mustache, long messy black hair, and wore a white wife beater with a pair of blue floral swimming trunks. His look was topped off with a pair of flip flops. Carl didn't care about his appearance and he didn't really care about anything, until he saw Alicia. All he could care about at that moment was getting inside her.

Eddie was short – around 5'5". He worked out a lot, so he had packed on a lot of muscle since high school. The gang teased him that he was compensating for being so short. Unlike Carl, Eddie cared a lot about his appearance. He had perfectly groomed black hair, made into a fauxhawk. He wore a tight navy blue muscle shirt and black basketball shorts. He looked like he just came from the gym.

"Nice to meet all of you," said Alicia, "Sorry I'm a bit underdressed."

She was proud of her joke. While it wasn't hilarious, it did break the ice and make the situation a little less awkward.

All four men chuckled at her joke, making her feel good.

"Hey, you guys want beers?" Tommy asked.

"Yeah, I'll take one." Eddie answered. "Me too," said Carl. "You never have the beer I like," said Ricky.

"Fuck off, Ricky. I'm going to get you a beer and you'll like it." Alicia said with a big smile on her face.

She felt like "one of the boys", as Eddie and Carl punched Ricky in the shoulder and laughed at him. Alicia walked over to the fridge, giving the boys a great view of her backside. She decided to have some fun with them and opened the refrigerator door and bent over. She looked inside and took her time finding the beers. She wanted the boys to stare at her ass and she wanted the cold air to make her nipples hard.

Mission accomplished. When she shut the door, she saw the boys standing there in a daze. They were definitely staring at her. Now that she turned around they were staring at her heavy breasts and erect nipples.

She handed beers to Tommy and Ricky. Then she gave beers to Eddie and Carl.

"Thanks baby," Tommy said. He leaned in and gave her another kiss on the lips.

Alicia's tummy fluttered and she began to blush. Did she like Tommy? Did she want to date him? Did she have feelings for him? She quickly put that thought out of her head and concentrated on being a good hostess.

"So Tommy, this your girl now?" asked Ricky.

Tommy looked at Alicia. He wasn't sure what the right answer to the question was.

"She's everybody's girl tonight!" was what he came up with.

Alicia was a little disappointed at his response. This answered the question she had about if she had feelings for him. She did. As strange as it sounded to her, she did like Tommy. She wanted him to say that she was his girl, but she had to put that behind her. She wanted to have fun tonight.

When the boys were done high-fiving each other, another knock was heard. Tommy had an idea.

"Babe, you go answer the door."

The boys were laughing and cheering.

"OK," she said and walked confidently over toward the door. She turned the knob and opened it.

Standing in front of her was Larry, who stood in the doorway with his mouth open, staring at Alicia's naked body.

Not wanting to be a poor hostess, she said, "Come on in. Let me get you a beer."

As Larry walked inside, everybody seemed just as excited as he was. Alicia was back in no time with a beer and handed it to Larry.

"Th-thank you." He responded.

"You're welcome!" she said.

Tommy came over to Larry and gave him a hug. "Larry, it's been a while man. Hey, this lovely lady is Alicia. She's our hostess tonight. You like?"

"I...uh...yes. Fuck yes!" he answered.

At this point, Alicia was beaming with confidence. She had forgotten all about Tommy's remark and was feeling really good about herself. She was starting to have a really good time being the center of attention. With four guys here, that meant there were still six to come.

"So uh...is she...going to be naked all night?" asked Larry.

"Babe?" Tommy asked.

"Yes. I will be naked all night. I don't even know where my clothes are at," she joked. "I hope no one has a problem with this?" she finished in her most innocent tone.

"No" was the resounding response from the boys. It was exactly the response she expected.

"It gets better boys. Tell 'em babe."

She knew what Tommy wanted her to say. The more she talked like this, the more excited she got. She felt like an entirely new person.

"All of you get to fuck me. Everybody here gets some pussy tonight." She proudly stated.

Another round of high-fives commenced. She had never made anyone this happy or excited before. She loved it!

Eddie and Carl walked over toward her and started touching her. Eddie's hands were squeezing her breasts, while Carl hand a handful of her ass.

"Not now, boys! C'mon, keep it in your pants for a while. You'll all get dicks in her soon enough." Tommy said.

They stopped what they were doing and walked back over to Ricky and Larry. Alicia smiled at them so that they didn't feel too disappointed.

"Larry, we need to talk man. I just remembered." Tommy said.

"About what?" Larry asked.

"I talked to Mark earlier..."

Larry rolled his eyes. He knew what Tommy was going to talk about.

"...he told me that you owe him some money or something. I don't care, but look, I want tonight to be fun as fuck, OK? I don't want you and Mark's bullshit to mess with that. If either of you cause any trouble, you can kiss any chance of getting inside Alicia goodbye. OK?"

"Yeah, man. Don't worry about it. I planned on paying him back anyway sometime." He answered, looking dejected.

"Good. So boys, who wants to play some Call to Arms, bitches?" Tommy asked.

Everyone raised their hands, except Ricky.

The guys grabbed controllers and huddled around the television to play video games. Alicia, with nothing to do, stood there and watched. Ricky came over and stood next to her.

"So...hey, you dated Pete?" Ricky asked.

"Uh...yeah. For over a year, but we broke up today." She answered.

"Wow...that's tough. I know Pete. I used to work at Bargain Mart with him. I stocked shelves, but they had him doing everything there – mopping the floors, wiping down the counters, taking out the trash, and cleaning the toilets. He was our bitch."

"Yeah...he loves that place. He's always there. Even working doubles for people who want time off."

"I don't know what you saw in him. He's weak. So are you and Tommy...dating?"

"Oh...uh...no. We're not."

"So you're...fucking though, right?"

"Yeah...we are."

Ricky started laughing. "You know, when I first saw you at that game store, I figured you were just some uptight gamer girl. Now you're here, naked, getting ready to fuck a room full of guys. I wouldn't think that you were the 'gangbang' type."

After Ricky said that, Alicia had a wicked idea. She was ready to blow his mind.

"It's funny you say that...I actually got gangbanged Friday night."

Ricky wasn't ready for that and spit his beer out.

"You what?"

"Yeah, I fucked thirteen guys at my daddy's bar. He has this thing every Friday night. They call it "Gangbang Night." The girl who was supposed to be there didn't make it, so he asked me and I did it."

"Holy shit! That's fucking awesome! What was it like? I don't know any girl that's been gangbanged."

Alicia was enjoying the fact that Ricky was interested in what she had to say. Aside from Peter and her father, who barely paid attention to her anyway, no one really listened to her before. Now she had a captive audience, standing next to one of Tommy's friends, naked, talking to him about her sexual exploits.

"It was...actually a lot of fun. I had only been with one guy, before that night. Peter. So it was all new to me. I had never done anything like that before. I think I did good. All of the guys came. I guess that was what I was supposed to do."

"Wow! Where did they cum?"

"On my face."

"All thirteen guys came on your face? Oh fuck! You must have been a fucking mess!"

"Yeah, I was. I saw the picture they took of me."

"They took a picture of you too?"

"Yeah. My dad's friend took a polaroid of me after they came on me. He hung it up at the bar."

"Which bar?"

She knew if she told him which bar it was that he would go there and look at it.

But, she didn't care.

"The Hole in the Wall."

"I know where that is! Never been inside. Looked like a dump. I usually go to the microbreweries on the other side of town, but I would have been there if I was going to get to fuck you."

She smiled, "Well...you get to fuck me tonight, so don't feel bad."

"I would have never thought that you were this...secret slut!"

Alicia wasn't offended by his statement.

"I didn't know I was either. After the gangbang Friday night, I kind of...realized that being a slut is fun. I'm having a great time."

"Cheers to that," Ricky said with a sly grin on his face. "Oh, you don't have a beer. Let me get you one," he said as he walked over to the refrigerator.

"Oh, no thanks. It's fine. I..."

He grabbed the beer and closed the fridge. "Look, you'll fuck a group of strangers, but you won't have a beer?"

That made a lot of sense to her. Why was she being stuck up about having a beer? Or drinking for that matter? She wasn't the same person she used to be and it was time to start acting like that.

"Yeah...you're right. Thanks, Ricky." She said, smiling.

Ricky handed her the beer. She apprehensively opened it, beer started to spew out the top. This made her jump and giggle. Ricky admired the sight of her heavy breasts bouncing as she jumped. Beer spilled on her left breast, but she didn't care.

"Oh well, it's not the only thing that's going to be on it tonight, right?"

Ricky laughed and nodded. She was unlike any girl he had ever met. She seemed so down to earth, yet inhibited at the same time. It was a strange combination, but it drove him wild.

The gang heard another knock at the door. Tommy motioned for Alicia to answer the door. As she started walking toward the door, Ricky stopped her and answered it for her. It was Hank, Trevor, Donnie, Alan, and Keith.

The first thing they noticed when they walked in was Alicia, standing there, completely nude by herself. Their eyes lit up and smiles were on all their faces. They all came in, nodded at Tommy, and walked over to Alicia.

Hank and Trevor were best friends. They did everything together. They even dressed alike. Both were clad in oversized jerseys and baggy pants. The slang term for what they were was "wigger." The gang would regularly call them that both to their faces and behind their backs. Hank and Trevor were both short and scrawny. Hank with brown hair and Trevor with blonde.

Donnie was part Indian. His father had moved to this country from India and his mother was white. He loved the gang, but he had to dismiss their ignorance about his race. They called him "Mexican" or "Arab" all the time. Donnie was wearing one of those annoyingly blinged out Ed Hardy shirts and faded jeans with a large gold necklace.

Alan and Keith were avid hunters. They enjoyed video games, but only the ones where you got to shoot and kill things. Tonight, they were dressed just like "good 'ol boys." They were each wearing dirty white drag racing shirts and dirty jeans. Alan was tall and bulky, while Keith was shorter and thin.

They couldn't take their eyes off of her. They had all seen a naked woman before, but they haven't seen one casually hanging out with a room full of guys. They weren't sure what was going on, but they liked it.

Ricky spoke up, "Guys, this is..."

Then Tommy put down his controller and interrupted him, "This is Alicia!" He got up and moved in front of Ricky to introduce her. "She's going to be our hostess tonight. So anything you guys need...she's your girl. And I mean ANYTHING," he finished with a wink. Alicia knew what he meant and it made her blush, which made her look more innocent. "Oh, one more thing, all of us are getting a piece of her ass later. We're gangbanging her, ain't that right, babe?"

Alicia gave everyone a shy, warm smile and nodded her head. The room erupted with cheers and cat calls.

When the crowd calmed down, Donnie approached Alicia, took her hand and gave it a kiss.

"It is nice to meet you, Alicia. You look wonderful tonight!" he complimented.

This night kept getting better and better for her. Donnie's compliment made her feel like a million bucks.

"Thank you!" she said.

"Babe, can you get the boys some beers?" Tommy asked.

Each of them stared at her as she walked over toward the refrigerator. Her plump ass jiggled as she walked. They could see her tits from the side of her body. She bent over, giving them a nice look at her pussy. She grabbed the beers and closed the door. Just like before, her nipples were as hard as a rock.

They took their beers and thanked Alicia for her hospitality.

She walked around the room and checked on everyone to make sure that they had everything they needed. A few of them asked for more beers. Tommy grabbed her ass as she walked away to get them. After she gave the boys their second round of beers, Ricky came up to her again.

"Doesn't it bother you the way he talks to you?" he asked.

"Who?"

"Tommy. He talks to you like you're nothing."

"He...it's complicated, ok? He doesn't think of me as nothing."

"Oh really? He's done nothing but order you around since we got here. I can only imagine what's happened before."

Then she started to think. Tommy was a creep to her Friday evening, he blackmailed her into having sex with him yesterday, he took nude photos of her when she resisted, took a picture of her face covered in his cum and showed it to people on an online game, and tonight he's done nothing but order her around.

"Yeah, I mean, you have a point. Tommy does boss me around, but..."

"But nothing. You don't deserve that shit. You're better than that."

Despite Tommy's rough edges, he is the one who gave her a place to stay when she couldn't be at Peter's and he was the only who accepted her for the things she's done this weekend. On top of that, today he actually kissed her. It wasn't the tongue-in-mouth, romantic kind of kissing, but it was kissing nonetheless. He also smiled at her and not in the I-want-to-get-inside-you kind of way.

"I think you've got him all wrong. Yeah, he bosses me around, but that's ok. He's good to me. Peter found out about everything I had done and he judged me for it. Hell, my own father won't even look me in the eyes. Tommy's the only one who hasn't passed judgment on me. He's fine with me being who I am and I love that."

Ricky shrugged his shoulders, "You'll see. It's only going to get worse, sweetie. Don't say I didn't warn you."

With that, Ricky walked off over to join the boys. Tommy gave him a dirty look and then looked back at Alicia. He knew something was up. He put his controller down and walked over to her.




After Hours Alicia Ch. 08



"Let's talk in my room." He ordered.

She followed him into his room. When they were both inside he closed the door.

"What was that back there? What was Ricky saying?"

Not wanting to start any trouble, she responded, "Nothing really. It was nothing."

"Nothing? He seemed pretty pissed off. Was he talking about me?"

"No...I mean, not really...no."

Tommy sighed and rolled his eyes.

"I knew it. That fucking asshole," he slammed his fist on his bed. "I knew it was a mistake to have him over. That import beer drinking, scarf wearing faggot comes in here and tries to start shit with me. Unbelievable."

She wanted to calm him down. She didn't want him upset. He seemed so excited about this party earlier when they were looking for his lost shirt.

"Hey, it's nothing. Don't worry about it, ok?" she said softly.

"I can't. What did he say?"

"He...said...or thought...that you treat me bad and boss me around."

"Oh yeah!? That's what he fucking thinks!? He's dead!"

She had to do something quick to calm him down. She stepped forward and pulled him closer, so that his chest was pressed against her large, naked breasts. Alicia looked up at him and spoke softly, "Don't worry about what he thinks. If I thought you treated me badly, I wouldn't be here. That's all that matters. You need to calm down, baby."

She reached down and rubbed the front of his pants. Tommy moaned softly as she got down on her knees and unzipped his pants. She pulled them down with no resistance from Tommy. She took his cock out and popped it in her mouth.

Alicia sucked slowly on Tommy's cock. She looked up at him with her big, beautiful eyes. The image of her innocent face with her mouth around his cock was almost too much for him.

"Is that better? Are you calming down now?" she asked, as she licked his cock from the base to the tip.

Tommy only nodded 'yes.'

She went back to Tommy's blowjob – his second one of the day.

"You like me sucking your cock, baby?"

"Mmhmm" was all he could say. Tommy was no longer upset at Ricky. All he could think about was the blowjob he was getting from Alicia.

Tommy seemed to like her dirty talk, so she continued to do it.

"Does it turn you on to know that all of your friends are going to be inside me tonight? All of them are going to fuck my pretty little pussy. Do you like having a slut around your apartment? Not wearing any clothes. Naked all the time."

"Oh fuck yes. You're such a dirty little whore, Alicia. Oh baby..."

At that moment, her sucking became faster and faster. She was making loud slurping noises as he her head bobbed up and down over his cock.

"You're a fucking slut. Keep sucking my cock. I'm so close."

She quickened her pace. Between sucking, she started jerking him off to get him closer to cumming.

"I'm ready, baby. I'm gonna cum."

Alicia closed her eyes and pulled her hair back. Getting ready for Tommy to cum all over her face.

"No...no...open your mouth."

This was new to her. No one had ever came in her mouth before. She opened her eyes and opened her mouth wide. Tommy grunted and moaned as he shot stream after stream of thick warm cum inside Alicia's waiting mouth.

Before she could swallow it, Tommy looked down to see his load still resting inside her mouth. Alicia giggled.

Gulp. Gulp.

Alicia had swallowed the entire load and smiled at Tommy.

"Feeling better, baby?" she asked.

"Fuck yeah, I am. Thank you."

"Anytime," she cooed.

"Get up, babe. We've got a party to get back to."

Tommy was the first to leave the room. Alicia looked in the mirror in the bedroom to make sure there wasn't any cum on her. She heard the boys cheering Tommy as he came back into the living room. She rolled her eyes and laughed. She knew that when she went back out there that it wouldn't be long until the boys wanted to fuck her. "Tommy's probably already telling the boys about how I sucked his cock," she thought. She was already wet from sucking Tommy off, but the thought of him bragging about his blowjob to a room full of guys made her even more wet.

Any cum she found, she scooped up with a finger and put it in her mouth. She loved the taste of cum and hoped that she would get more of it later tonight. Once she was cleaned up, she walked back into the living room to join the boys.

All eyes were on her. They had already been glued to her most of the night, because she was naked, but after blowing Tommy, the boys were starting to get restless. From the looks on their faces, she knew they wouldn't be able to control themselves much longer.

And she didn't want them to.

At that moment, the final guest arrived – Mark. Mark was the only guest this evening who knew beforehand what to expect. He knew what was going on, but he still stared at Alicia when he walked in, just like everyone else. He nodded at her and she smiled back at him.

Larry looked nervous. He didn't know if Mark was going to pick a fight with him over the money he owed or not. When Mark got settled in, he avoided looking at Larry. There was a fully nude girl in the room, but Larry couldn't take his eyes off Mark.

Mark noticed the shirt that Tommy had on.

"You motherfucker! Haha! The Chum Dumpsters baby!" he exclaimed and gave Tommy a hug.

"It's good to see you man. When I knew you were coming, I wanted to find our old band shirt. Alicia helped me find it." Tommy said.

"Thank you, little lady," Mark said, nodding in her direction. She blushed and smiled back at him.

"Baby, get Mark a beer," Tommy instructed, slapping her on the ass. It jiggled as his hand struck it.

Alicia came back with a beer, opened it, and handed it to Mark.

"Thank you," he said warmly. Alicia quietly nodded at him and smiled.

"Hey Mark, let me talk to you in the other room," Tommy said. "Larry! Come here man," he motioned.

Mark was already in Tommy's bedroom. Larry didn't know what was going on, but he stood up and followed Tommy. He was uneasy about what was about to happen.

When they got into Mark's bedroom, Larry saw Mark and paniced.

"Easy, Larry. Chill out. All we're going to do is talk, ok? He isn't going to hit ya." Tommy said.

Larry nodded his head and calmed down.

"Now, Larry, Mark tells me that you owe him some money. Is that right?" Tommy asked.

"Uh..well...yeah. I guess I do." Larry said.

"You guess!? You DO owe me money, motherfucker! $150!" Mark shouted.

"Alright, calm down, Mark." Said Tommy, "Look, you two guys are going to squash this now before this party really gets started. None of you are going to get pussy until you put this behind you. Got it?"

Without saying a word, the two of them nodded.

"Good. Larry, do you have the money you owe Mark?" asked Tommy.

"No." he responded.

Mark shook his head and scoffed, "Knew it."

Larry was startled by what Tommy said next.

"Gimme your wallet," he demanded.

"What!? Why!?" exclaimed Larry.

"Just do it or I'll have Mark kick your ass."

Mark wasn't sure what was going on, but he intended to find out. Larry had told him he didn't have the money, so he didn't understand why Tommy wanted his wallet.

Larry looked at Tommy to see if he was serious. He was. "Fuck," he said and reluctantly took his wallet out and put it in Tommy's hand.

"Thank you," Tommy said. He opened Larry's wallet, took out the bills, and began counting. "Twenty, forty, sixty, seventy, ninety, one ten, one thirty, one fifty..." Tommy rolled his eyes as Tommy continued to count, "two hundred, two twenty, two forty, two fifty, three hundred, four hundred...." Then he stopped. "Dude, you have four hundred dollars here. You're holding out on Mark. Why the fuck are you doing that?" he asked.

The jig was up. Larry had been caught. He had lied to Mark and Tommy. To make matters worse, he was purposely not paying Mark back the money that he owed him.

"I...that...that money was for something else. So I couldn't pay him back," he lied.

"Bull-fucking-shit," said Mark.

"Larry, tell us the fucking truth or you're out of here. What is this money for?" Tommy ordered.

Larry took a deep sigh and confessed, "For a Dream Console Deluxe."

Tommy and Mark looked at each other and laughed.

"Fucking video games!? Are you shitting me?" Tommy took the money that Larry owed Mark and handed it to him. "Now you two are even. I can't believe you thought buying video games was more important than settling your debt with your friend. You fucking ass. I should kick you out of the party."

Larry shook his head swiftly and began apologizing, "No! No, no, no...don't do that. Please!"

Tommy continued to laugh and said, "OK, OK, man. You can stay. Technically, Mark has the money you owe him and you two are square. Don't fuck him with him again, man. Get back in the front room dude."

Larry walked back to the living room with his head down.

"Thanks man. I appreciate it," said Mark.

"No problem bro. Now, let's say we get some pussy. What'ya say?"

"Fuck yeah! Chum Dumpsters are gonna tag team that bitch!"

The two gave each other a high-five and walked back into the living room. 

Alicia was sitting on the edge of the couch, talking to the boys. They seemed less interested in the video games and more interested in her. Ricky was standing next to her. When Tommy came in, Ricky moved away from her.

"Babe, let me talk to ya for a second," Tommy said.

Alicia stood up and walked with Tommy and met him in the hallway.

"I think we should start the gangbang now," he said. "Are you ready?"

She wanted to say, "Fuck yes I am! I can't wait to get fucked!", but she still had some composure. She couldn't wait for it to start. Ever since Tommy talked to her about it, it was all she thought about. She was ready to unleash her inner slut on a new group of guys.

She looked up at Tommy and said, "Yeah. I'm ready..."

"Are you sure? Because once we start, I don't want to stop. "

"I'm ready. You can tell them they can fuck me now."

"Babe, you're the best," Tommy said, giving her another kiss. This time the kiss lasted a few seconds longer. When he pulled away, he walked back into the front room. Alicia stood there with her eyes closed, looking like she wanted more.

She opened her eyes and sighed with disappointment. She walked into the other room to find Tommy.

He was waiting for her and motioned for her to join his side.

"OK assholes, listen up! Put the controllers down!" Tommy ordered. "It's the moment you've all been waiting for. I know that ever since you all got here, you've been hiding your hard on's and I know that Alicia's the one that gave them to ya! I think it's time we whip our cocks out and get this gangbang started, don't you!?"

Cheers filled the room as each of Tommy's ten friends fumbled with their belts and zippers, trying to get their pants off as quickly as possible. Alicia stood there, surveying the scene, waiting with silent anticipation.

Donnie stepped forward, completely naked. Alicia instinctively dropped to her knees and put her hand around his cock. She slowly stroked it, getting him hard. Her hand was sticky from all of the precum that was on the tip. When he was hard enough, Alicia moved her head forward and put his cock in her mouth.

"Ohh fuck, you guys..." Donnie moaned. "Her mouth feels fucking amazing!"

While she was sucking Donnie's cock, Alicia felt her legs being parted. "Guess the boys aren't going to wait to fuck me," she thought. Instead of feeling a dick inside of her, she felt a tongue lapping at her pussy. She looked down and saw Ricky with his face buried in her pussy.

Alicia wasn't used to anyone going down on her. When she was with Peter, he rarely did it. They talked about it and Peter told her he just didn't like doing it. This always disappointed her. She had always gone out of her way to make sure Peter felt good, but he didn't seem to want to reciprocate. In fact, Peter only went down on her twice in the entire time they were dating.

This lack of attention gave Alicia a complex. She thought that her pussy was ugly. She felt this way until this weekend. Instead of hiding it, she was now showing it off to anyone who would look at it. She was willingly walking around Tommy's apartment without any clothes on, not caring who saw her.

Alicia's pussy had hair around it. She had shaved it Friday evening, but neglected it since. Stubble had started to grow around it. It wasn't one of those "Playboy pussies" where all the lips are tucked neatly inside, but it didn't have that "flower petal" look either. Her lips were visible, but just barely.

The pleasure she was feeling from Ricky's licks turned her on even more. She began sucking and slurping faster on Donnie's cock. She looked up at Donnie with her big, beautiful brown eyes and bobbed her head back and forth over his cock.

Just then, she felt two different sets of hands squeezing her tits. She took a moment to look – it was Carl and Eddie. In between squeezes, they would twist and pull her nipples.

All of the attention she was getting from the boys gave her her first orgasm of the night. She had came on Ricky as he continued to lick her pussy.

Between her legs, Ricky's nose was rubbing against her clit as his tongue licked around her lips and inside her pussy. The sight and smell of Alicia's pussy was getting Ricky hard. He wasn't sure how much longer he could take not fucking her.

Ricky took his index finger and put it inside her. "Ooh yes," she moaned. She was aching to be penetrated, but if she couldn't have a cock, a finger would have to do. He slowly worked his digit in and out of her moist hole.

Carl had pushed his boxers down and stood in front of her with his cock in his hand. He stroked it as he watched the beautiful, busty girl sucking Donnie's cock. She noticed Carl's cock out of the corner of her eye. Without saying a word she reached over and put her hand around it. Eddie took a cue and dropped his boxers too. Carl motioned the other way so Alicia would notice Eddie. Just like Carl, she took her other hand and put it around Eddie's cock.

Tommy was sitting on the edge of the couch, surveying the scene. Watching Alicia give her body to his friends turned him on more than anything. He had never had a girl like her before. They weren't dating, but she was becoming obedient to him. The experience of having a girl over who would not only fuck him whenever he wanted, but would also give herself to anyone else Tommy wanted her to was incredible for him – almost overwhelming.

"Hey, get out from under there, Ricky. Put a dick in her or move aside and let someone else give it to her," Tommy said.

On the one hand, Ricky didn't want to obey Tommy's command, but on the other hand, he really wanted to put his cock inside her. Ricky removed his face from between her legs, giving her a brief moment of disappoint. He pushed is boxers down, grabbed his cock, and pointed it at her glistening pussy.

Rubbing his cock against her moist pussy was almost too much for Alicia to handle. She wanted to yell, "Just fuck me already!" but she was too busy trying to please three guys with her mouth and her hands. Finally, Ricky slowly entered her. Alicia let out a long moan.

Ricky was enjoying the moment. Ever since he laid eyes on her at the video game store, he knew he wanted to fuck her. He was also different than the other guys at the party. Ricky liked to take his time and make sure that the girl was left satisfied too. The other guys thought of Ricky as a "pussy", because of the way he dressed, talked, and acted. He seemed to be too sensitive for most girls to handle. Past girlfriends of his thought that dating Ricky was almost like dating a girl. He took a lot of pride in how he dressed and how we looked. He would spend an hour getting ready to go out – picking out the right clothes and carefully grooming himself. He enjoyed poetry and foreign films, which none of his friends shared an interest in. Aside from his male friends, Ricky had a group of girl friends. Ricky crushed on all of them, hoping for the right moment when he could swoop in and be their knight in shining armor.

At this point though, Ricky wasn't Alicia's knight in shining armor. He was one of eleven guys (including Tommy), who would be fucking her tonight. She thought he was nice, but all she wanted was to be fucked. She was more interested in that, than making friends.

As Ricky continued his slow, yet consistent pace inside of Alicia, Donnie had been pushed aside by Tommy, who took his position in front of her. After Alicia popped Donnie's cock out of her mouth, she looked up, saw Tommy, and smiled. Since her hands with busy with Carl and Eddie's cocks, she moved her head forward with her mouth wide open to suck Tommy's cock.

She was giving Tommy more attention than she gave Donnie. She was licking and sucking his cock faster than her previous blowjob. Tommy rested his hand on top of her head and moaned loudly, "Ahh fuck, babe. Keep...it...up." As she sucked faster, Tommy pulled her hair. This sent Alicia over the edge. She was hoping that the guys would be rough with her and Tommy seemed to read her mind. It was as if he knew what she wanted. As his grip tightened on her hair, Alicia felt herself close to cumming for the second time tonight.

Ricky didn't like Tommy. In fact, he envied him. While Ricky was getting to fuck her tonight, it seemed like Tommy got to have her whenever he wanted. Despite his disdain for Tommy, the sight of him pulling her hair while she sucked his cock was too much for him. He started to fuck her faster and faster.

"Oh fuck!" Alicia yelled, popping Tommy's dick out of her mouth.

"Looks like you're not such a pussy after all, Ricky. Fuck her! Give it to her, man!" Tommy taunted.

He pumped harder inside of Alicia, causing her ass to jiggle with every thrust. Her large, pillowy tits swung back and forth as his pace quickened.

The other seven guys stood around the action, in various stages of undress, all watching intently, playing with their cocks and waiting their turn.

"You like that baby? You like the fucking that Ricky's giving you?"

With his cock in her mouth, she couldn't speak, but she managed to make a sound that resembled, "Mmhmm."

"What? Come on. Tell us how much you like it, bitch." Tommy ordered.

Ricky had told her earlier that Tommy treated her badly. Calling her "bitch" would normally offend most girls, but not Alicia. Not right now. The combination of Ricky fucking her and Tommy's name calling had caused her to climax.

Instead of answering Tommy, she shook uncontrollably and screamed loudly, "Ohhhhhhh fuck! Yes! Yes! Yes! Ahhhhhh!"

She panted and breathed heavily. Ricky kept fucking her fast and hard.

"I...I love it. I love the way he's fucking me." She finally answered.

"Yeah? And what are you?" Tommy asked.

It was her turn to talk dirty and she welcomed the opportunity.

"I'm a dirty gangbang slut. I love....letting guys fuck me! I'm a fucking whore!"

Everyone was shocked. Cute, innocent Alicia seemed to have transformed into a cock hungry slut right before their eyes.

"Fuck yes you are!" Tommy replied. "All of my friends are going to run a train on you. They're all going to fuck you and you're going to suck all of their cocks."

Still panting, Alicia said, "I...I love it. I'm going to let all of them fuck my pussy raw. I'm...going to suck all of their cocks dry!"

"Where are they going to cum?" He asked.

"Any...anywhere they want. I'm...a fucking slut, remember?" she responded.

"That's right, bitch. I've decided that you're going to drink all of our loads. How does that sound?"

Her face lit up. She had swallowed Tommy's load earlier and loved it. The idea of swallowing eleven loads of cum sounded really dirty to her and that turned her on.

"I fucking love it. Ooohhh....I'm going to drink all of your cum."




After Hours Alicia Ch. 09



MONDAY

Alicia heard her cell phone's annoying alarm go off. 

"Fuck..."

Groggy and very sore, she rolled out of bed and walked into the living room. She had slept next to Tommy last night after the party. Still nude, she walked around trying to find her clothes. She found her shorts and panties in front of the couch. Her shirt was jammed in a couch cushion with her bra.

After she got dressed, she felt strange. She was so used to being naked, that putting on clothes seemed foreign to her. She was still dressed in Tommy's shirt that she had worn before. Before she left, she remembered to grab her other shirt. The front of it was still covered in dried cum.

It was 6:04am when she left Tommy's apartment. She wanted to make sure she had her father's truck back to him before he woke up. This was the second time in two days that she's left Tommy's apartment without waking him up. This time, however, she slept in bed with him instead of on his couch.

The ride home was very relaxing. There were barely any cars on the roads; the air was cool; the sun shined through the passenger seat, warming her bare legs. She couldn't help but smile. This morning felt absolutely perfect to her.

She also thought about the events of the weekend. She had gone from a mild-mannered and shy, nerd to arguably the biggest slut in town in a matter of three days. She left a trail of pleased men in her wake as she went on a sexual rampage having sex with twenty-four different men.

Her sexual activity and "slut" status didn't shake her. She wasn't ashamed by it all. "This must be how girls like Susie Decker feel," she thought. "It must be so liberating to be like her." Alicia didn't look up to Susie, but she admired her resolve. The entire town called her a "slut" and a "whore" and people went out of their way to shame her for being promiscuous. Despite their attempts, Susie still looked confident and kept doing whatever (and whoever) she wanted.

She wanted that kind of freedom. She never knew that she wanted this newfound sexual freedom until the gangbang at the bar Friday night. It awakened something inside of her - a burning desire to explore her sexuality as often as she wanted without shame or guilt. So far, she feels that she has been able to do that. She wasn't sure if Tommy would care if she fucked other guys because they were now dating. That question would have to wait to be answered.

She was home.

Alicia slowly turned the doorknob and walked inside. She didn't want to wake her father if he was asleep. She set the keys down on a night stand as she tip toed toward her room.

"Alicia?" she heard her father call out.

She backed up and looked in the kitchen to find her father seated at the table, disheveled and drinking a large cup of coffee. He looked like he had not slept in days.

"Hi daddy," she greeted him and gave him a hug. "How's your morning?"

Instead of immediately answering her, he looked up at her. The expression on his face answered her question. He looked like he was grieving. Concerned, she sat down and asked him, "What's the matter, daddy? Are you OK?"

He took another long sip of black coffee and responded, "No. I'm not OK."

His tone was deep and foreboding. She wasn't sure why he was so upset, but she felt that she would soon find out.

"Tell me what's wrong..." she pleaded.

Her father took a deep breath and answered, "You."

Offended, she asked, "Why am I the problem?"

"Where have you been all weekend?" he asked with accusing tone.

"Why does it matter where I was at? You said it was OK for me to out as long as I had the truck back to you this morning!"

He shook his head and took another sip.

"You don't get it. You just don't get it."

"Well? Help me understand it then. Why are you so upset with me? Why does it matter what I did all weekend?"

"My little girl is gone."

That remark broke her heart. She had never heard her father speak to her that way before. She had always been daddy's little girl and now it was clear that her father no longer saw her that way.

"No she's not! She's right here! I'm still here daddy!" she shouted, with tears in her eyes.

"You don't get it," he repeated.

"Help me! You're not saying what I don't understand! You're not making any sense!"

"My little girl...was supposed to pure and innocent...she was supposed to stay that way..."

He was talking about what happened Friday night.

"YOU were the one who asked me to be in the show Friday night! Remember?"

Solemnly, he answered, "I know...I've regretted that decision for three days. That's how long it's probably been...since I had a good night's sleep."

"What are you so pissed off about? That I had sex with those guys? Is that it?"

"Yes. That night changed you, Alicia..."

He was right - it did change her. She thought that it had been a positive change, but her father felt differently. He felt it had ruined the image he had of his beloved daughter.

"Not really? I'm still basically the same girl I was before!" she stated, defending herself. While she did undergo a change, at heart, she was still the same as she was before.

"Everything has changed now. I can't...even look at you without...thinking of you and those guys. I haven't been to the bar since Friday night. I don't know if I can go back, knowing that my baby girl was gangbanged there by thirteen guys!"

He was raising his voice and starting to match his daughter's frustration and intensity. They didn't fight much, but she felt that they were about to.

Upset and offended, Alicia replied, "So what? I fucked thirteen guys! Big deal! I don't care! And neither should you! I'm STILL your baby girl! Are you not going to get over this?"

He shook his head again.

"What have you done all weekend? Have you been..."

"...been what, daddy? Whoring around? Is that what you want to know?"

"You're never gone a whole weekend. You're always here. After what you did, you're conveniently absent from home," he stated.

She was getting more upset by the minute. Her father no longer saw her as his little girl anymore, which was worse enough - now he was basically calling her a whore. 

"That's none of your business!"

"It's not? It's none of my fucking business?" he shouted, slamming his fist on the table, shaking his coffee and startling Alicia. "It's MY house you live in! What you do is MY business! Now what have you done all weekend?"

She wanted to burst into tears. She wanted to be anywhere but here. This conversation was not something she expected. She thought that her father would have gotten over what happened at the bar and that he wouldn't care where she had been - she was wrong.

This conversation felt like the one she had with Peter yesterday morning. The same anger. The same accusing, judgmental tone. Everything matched.

"If he's going to treat me this way, I might as well tell him what I've been up to. I'm already a whore to him, so what's it matter?" she thought.

"You want to know what I've been doing all weekend? Huh!? I'll tell you what I've done. Or rather WHO I've done! I fucked Tommy, his roommate, and TEN of his friends! I was gangbanged again! Your little girl WAS whoring around! How do you like THAT!?"

Her father was stunned. His face registered nothing. A minute ago, he was full of rage - now he's void of emotion. Her father was hoping that there was still a fragment of the little girl he knew inside of Alicia, but what she just said crushed all hope that he had.

A moment, which seemed like a thousand moments, passed until he finally spoke up.

"You've...become like your mother."

It was Alicia's turn to sit in silence. It was as if the two of them were trying to out-do one another by seeing who could hurt the other more.

Alicia stood up and stormed out the door.

Outside she sat down below the steps to their apartment and cried. Tears ran down her face and fell on to the concrete. She sat with her head resting on her forearms so that no one could see her. No one could see her face, but they could hear her crying.

A woman approached her and asked, "Honey, are you OK? What's wrong?"

She looked up to see the woman holding a tissue. She reached forward and took it from her.

There was no way she could tell a complete stranger about the conversation she just had with her father, so she said whatever she could to get her to leave her alone.

"I'm...fine. Thank you. I just found out that...my uncle died."

"Oh you poor dear! I'm so sorry. Is there anything I can-"

"No! Just leave me alone please!"

The kind stranger frowned and walked away. Alicia felt bad for lying to her and shouting at her. She wasn't sure what to do next. She didn't want to stay with her father, but she couldn't just leave - she had no transportation.

Then it her - she'd call Tommy.

She sat up, wiped her face with her sleeve and took her phone out. Just before she could find Tommy's number, someone familiar pulled up in the parking lot.

It was Peter.

Alicia's face wore a mixture of confusion and defeat. Peter's was the same angry face her father had.

She wasn't sure what Peter wanted. All she knew was that he couldn't have come at the worst time.

"What do you want?" she asked.

She marched toward her with his phone out.

"I woke up this morning and found a few text messages you might find interesting," he said.

"What are you talking about? Why would I care?"

He looked at his pone and read the words on the screen, "Look at your girl now, bro. Hashtag gangbangslut." Then he showed her the picture message - it was of her, being double penetrated by Larry and Mark on Tommy's couch.

Her morning had gone from bad to worse. "Which one of those assholes send that text?" she wondered.

"Hey!" he shouted. "What do you have to say about this?"

"We aren't together anymore, Peter..." was her immediate response. She didn't like having to answer for the choices she makes. It's none of her father's business what she does or Peter's.

"No shit! But I didn't think you'd be doing THIS again? What's the matter? Friday night wasn't enough for ya? You decide to sling your pussy all around town? Can't you see that this is tearing my heart out!? I love you, Alicia!"

Then he clicked to another message, then showed it to her.

"And this!? That's you with a mouth full of cum! You get fucked by a bunch of guys AGAIN and then you drink their loads!? What is wrong with you?"

Then she finally had enough.

"What's wrong with me? What's wrong with YOU? I'm sick and fucking tired of you and my dad trying to tell me who I am! I am whoever I want to be! I'm sorry that I cheated on you with Tommy and his roommate. That was wrong. I feel bad about that, but we broke up yesterday! I was free to do whatever I wanted! If I want to fuck someone else - I will. If I want to fuck ten people - I will. If I want to fuck a hundred people - I fucking will! I am going to do whatever I want, when I want to and neither YOU or my dad are going to have anything to say about it! I am done talking about this, Peter! I'm tired of both of you trying to make me feel guilty about everything I'm doing! Fuck off!"

With that, she stormed off again. This time, she walked on the sidewalk - away from Peter.

Peter stood there, dumbfounded and heart broken. He, too, was in tears as she clutched his phone with white knuckles.

When she reached the end of the street she turned and ducked down an alley. She hoped that Peter wouldn't follow her and if he did, he wouldn't find her. She got out her phone, scrolled through her contacts as fast as she could and called Tommy.

"C'mon...pick up...pick up..."

"He-hello?"

"Babe, it's Alicia. Can you pick me up? I'm on the street across from Harrison's Hardware. Please."

"Uh, yeah...sure...I can get you. Let me get dressed."

"Thank you, thank you, thank you! I owe you big time!"

While she waited for Tommy to get there, she let her anger get out of control. She was irate about how her father and Peter had treated her this morning. Her day started off great - she woke up next to Tommy; had a peaceful drive home; and she was excited to see her father. All of that was ruined in a matter of thirty minutes.

After ten minutes, she saw Tommy's car parked on her street. She ran out from the alley and jumped into his car. Tommy looked at her face and became startled. Her face was as red as her eyes and she tears running down her cheeks.

"What's wrong, babe?"

"Please just drive." She answered.

Without another word, Tommy drove off. He was headed back toward his apartment.

A few minutes went by and Alicia opened up.

"It's fucking bullshit! My whole morning has been bullshit! My father scolded me for being out all weekend! Then he had the nerve to judge me for having sex! He was the one who asked me to be in the gangbang Friday - it wasn't my idea! Then he compared me to my mother! Then Peter shows up...someone at the party last night sent him pictures of me being fucked by your friends. I'm not worried about that anymore. I don't care who sees the pictures now! Peter had no right to judge me for what I'm doing! We're not together anymore. It's none of his fucking business!"

"Wow...babe...I'm sorry," was all he could say. "Is there anything I can do?"

She stopped sobbing for a moment and smiled meekly, "Yes. You can promise me that you won't judge me. That's all I want."

"Of course I won't judge you. I like you just the way you are. I don't care how many guys you fuck! You still come home to me!"

Her smile grew wider hearing Tommy say that.

"Thank you," she said. "That means a lot. I...like who I've become. I like being a slut. I don't regret anything I did last weekend."

"And you shouldn't. You were fucking hot!"

She was starting to feel better. She smiled and laughed at everything Tommy said.

"Since we're boyfriend and girlfriend now...do you care if I fuck other guys?" she asked.

"Are you serious? Hell no, I don't. I don't care who you fuck," he answered.

"Really? You won't be mad if I just go and fuck somebody else? Even if it's someone you don't know?"

"No, I don't care. Like I said, you still come back to me. You're my girlfriend. I care about you and I want you to be happy. If being happy means fucking other people, go for it."

She wrapped her arms around Tommy and gave him a hug and kissed him on the cheek, "You're the best! Thank you!"

Eventually they pulled up to Tommy's apartment building. They got out and made their way up the stairs. Once inside, Tommy walked over to the refrigerator to get a beer. Alicia stood in front of the door and stripped. When Tommy turned around, he saw her standing there, smiling at him, completely nude.

"Like what you see?" she asked.

Tommy didn't say a word, he just smiled and nodded. 

Tommy set his beer down on the coffee table and walked over toward Alicia. He grabbed her around the waist and pulled her close, kissing her on the lips. Alicia closed her eyes and kissed back. The two were locked in an embrace, kissing and caressing each other. She was loving every second of it. She like maybe her day wouldn't end up so bad after all. Tommy, her new boyfriend, had saved the day.

Everything was perfect now.

Or so they thought.

They heard a loud pounding on the door. Tommy pulled away from Alicia and looked worried. His concern frightened her. Who was on the other side of the door? What did they want with Tommy?

Then they heard a loud, growling voice, "Tommy! I know you're in there! I seen your car outside you little shit! Open up goddamnit!"

Alicia whispered, "Who's that?"

"That's...my Uncle Otis."

"Why is he so mad?" she asked. Otis was still pounding on the door and shouting.

Alicia picked up her clothes, but before she could start getting dressed, Tommy answered the door. Otis' pounding had pushed the open door against the wall. He stood there, looking at his frightened nephew and a terrified, confused naked girl.

Otis was a tall man. He stood six foot, six inches. He was covered in hair and tattoos. He was dressed in a dirty wife beater , beat up blue jeans with oil stains on them, and a pair of brown cowboy boots. He had a thick, black beard and several scars on his face - the most noticeable of them was four inches long on his left cheek. He got it several years ago in a knife fight he had a bar downtown. He had gotten drunk and wanted to go home with a woman he had met that night. Instead of going home with her, he found out that she was married and that her husband was there. When her husband found out he jumped Otis and cut him. Otis fought back and broke one of the man's arms and cut his ear off. He ended up doing five years in prison and had recently gotten out on "good behavior."

Tommy didn't know this - until now.

The sight of Alicia put a smile on Otis' face. No matter how angry or upset Otis could get, the image of a naked woman would always put a smile on his face.

He pushed his way inside. In a cold, intimidating tone, Otis said, "Close the door." Tommy rushed over and shut the door. He stood next to Alicia, who was still holding her clothes. He peered over at her, making her shake with fear. She had never seen anyone as intimidating as Otis. Her father's bar had some scary looking people in it from time to time, but none like him. She wasn't sure what was going to happen to her and Tommy. Would he hurt them? Would he kill them? She didn't know.

Tommy knew that Otis wouldn't kill either of them, but he wasn't above hurting them - especially him. Neither of them said a word as Otis looked Alicia up and down. He moved in closer to her, putting his nose inches from her neck. Alicia noticed that Otis was smelling her hair.

"You haven't showered yet. I can always tell when a woman hasn't bathed," Otis chuckled. "I like my woman dirty."

"Wh-what do you want Uncle Otis?" Tommy asked, shaking like a leaf.

Otis growled and turn his attention to Tommy.

"Isn't it obvious? Have you fucking forgotten already, boy?" he said, pushing Tommy with his index finger. "I'm a free man now, so I figured I'd collect a debt that you owe me!"

"D-d-debt?" Tommy asked.

"Boy, you're really startin' to piss me off...and you wouldn't like it when I'm angry," Otis said sternly. "Back before I got sent up state, you borrowed two grand from me, because your daddy wouldn't give you the money you wanted for that shit car you have. I haven't forgotten...and I never forgive, Tommy..."

Otis was face-to-face with Tommy, who was turning his head to avoid making eye contact with him.

"So why don't you be a good little boy and hand me the fucking keys?" he ordered.

"I-I-I can't...do that. I won't...have any way to get around. I-I need my car to get to work."

"Oh you need the car to get to work, do you? Oh that's a fucking shame, isn't it? Hold on, while I go find the tiniest fucking violin in the world and play the fuck out of it!" he growled. "Hand me...the fucking keys. I won't repeat myself."

Tommy tried to squeeze between Otis and the wall to get to the coffee table. He grabbed the keys and held them out for Otis to take.

All of a sudden, Otis began laughing. This made Tommy and Alicia even more nervous. Otis stroked his beard and chuckled at Tommy.

"Why don't you keep the keys, huh? I don't want to come between a man and an honest living, do I? I mean, look at this pretty little thing," he pointed at Alicia, "You're going to have to take care of her. You can't do that without a job, can you? What sort of uncle would I be if I did that?"

Otis put a cigarette in his mouth, struck a match on Tommy's wall, and lit it. He took a puff off of it and finished his thought.

"Maybe there's something else we can work out so's you can pay your debt," he said.

"B-But I don't have two thousand dollars. I can't pay you," Tommy replied.




After Hours Alicia Ch. 09



"That's a shame, but I'm a charitable man. I have a good soul. I'm rehabilitated. If this were five years, two months, three weeks, four days, and ten hours ago - I would have gut you like a trout," he laughed. "But as I see's it, I'm a changed man. We'll work out another arrangement."

"What...kind of arrangement?" Tommy asked.

Otis looked in Alicia's direction again and licked his coarse, chapped lips. Pointing with his cigarette, he said, "It's been a long time since I've been with a woman. When you're used to seeing nothing but cocks for five years, you appreciate the sight of a naked woman more than you did before you went away."

Alicia held her pile of clothes closer to her, trying to cover her exposed breasts and pussy. Being naked in front of strangers was something she was getting used to, but not someone like Otis. He scared her and she wanted to be as far from him as possible.

"So how about this, nephew? How's about we make an exchange. I forgive you of your debt...and you let me have a good time with your little girlfriend here with the big tits?"

"I-I...no, I...you can't," Tommy mumbled.

"Look. I'm being very patient here, nephew. Two thousand dollars is more than I'd pay a whore. Back when I was driving rigs, I'd pay fifty bucks for a girl, but because I'm feeling generous and because your girl is a better looking piece of ass than the truck stop whores I'm used to, I'm willing to make a deal. Tell ya what? Why don't I go get something to eat and you two talk about it?"

Otis walked into the kitchen as Tommy walked over to Alicia. As the two of them talked, Otis could be heard rummaging through the refrigerator and cabinets.

"Are you alright?" Tommy asked.

Alicia could only nod. Tommy knew she wasn't alright. She was scared to death.

"Don't worry, I'll figure a way out of this," he said. "I don't know what I'll do, but I'll do something."

"C-Can you call the police?"

"If I got him arrested, he'd kill me when he got out. I'd be a dead man."

"What if we run for it?"

"You're naked. We'd get the police called on us and they'd find out about what's going on."

"I could get dressed really quick."

"He's not going to let you get dressed. He keeps looking over here."

"So what are we going to do?"

"I don't know. I'm thinking..."

She wasn't sure what Tommy would come up with, but she hoped he got an idea soon. She didn't want Otis to become impatient.

"Babe, there's only one thing to do..." he said.

"W-What's that?" she asked.

"You...have to fuck him."

"What? No! I can't do that!"

"You know it's the only option we have at this point. Who knows what he's going to do to me if you don't!"

"There has to be another way..."

"There's nothing. There's literally nothing else we can do. You have to let him fuck you."

Alicia felt defeated. She knew Tommy was right, but she didn't want to have sex with his uncle.

"C'mon babe, before he gets upset."

Otis sat at the kitchen table, eating his favorite - a double peanut butter and jelly sandwich that he washed down with a beer.

Alicia gave Tommy a hug and kissed him on the lips, before turning around and walking toward the kitchen.

She stood just outside the kitchen. The light from the kitchen illuminated her naked body. Otis took all of it in as he finished off his sandwich. Licking his fingers of the remaining peanut butter and jelly, he looked over at her.

"What's the decision, missy?"

She took a deep breath and answered him, "You...You can fuck me, sir."

Otis' mangled old face lit up and he laughed. He slammed his hand down on the table, shaking it. "Hot damn! Then it's settled. You're going to be the first piece of pussy I get after getting out. How do you like that?"

She didn't answer - she just forced a smile.

Alicia moved back into the living room. She looked at Tommy, who seemed both frightened and mortified. She got on the couch and bent over. With her plump ass in the air and her head and arms resting on the end of the couch, she presented herself to Otis - waiting for him to take her.

Otis stepped closer and gazed at Alicia's ass. It wasn't like the asses he had seen before on any of the women he had been with. Most of his women were all skin and bones or extremely overweight. Her pussy peaked out under her ass, making the view even more tempting for him.

As he took his belt off, he looked over at Tommy, "Well boy, looks like your girl's ready to get a real man's cock in her. Ain't ya?" She felt Otis' large, calloused hand smack her ass. "Y-Yes, I am. I'm ready, sir."

"Sir? I could get used to that. No one ever calls me 'sir.'"

He removed his belt and let his dirty jeans fall to the floor. Alicia kept looking at Tommy to try and find some comfort in the situation. Otis pushed his underwear off and put one leg on the couch.

"You ready for this little girl?" Otis teased, stroking his cock before he pushed it into Alicia.

She felt the tip of his cock entering her pussy. Normally she would have been excited to fuck a stranger - she had done that a lot lately, but she was frightened.

Once Otis was inside Alicia, she felt her pussy stretching over his cock. She couldn't see it, because she was turned the other way, but Otis was very well endowed. It was something he was always proud of and even bragged about extensively to anyone who listen. Otis' cock was a thick nine inches. Alicia had never had anything inside of her that long or wide before.

Otis saw her grip the arm rest of the couch with both hands and laughed, "What's a matter, girlie? Never had anything that big in ya before? Haha!"

With every thrust, Alicia felt her pussy stretch more and more. The pain from Otis' large cock was becoming almost too much for her to handle. Her knuckles were white as she kept her grip on the arm rest.

"I don't think she's ready for this, boy," Otis chuckled. "I'd enjoy this a lot more if the bitch wasn't wincing in pain every second. Takes some of the joy out of all this, ya know?"

"Good," she thought. "I'm glad he's not enjoying himself. The sooner he cums, the sooner he can leave!"

"Nephew, go get me the flask from my pocket," he demanded.

Tommy picked up Otis' filthy, sweaty blue jeans and put his hand in the pocket, pulling out a flask and handed it to his uncle.

Otis unscrewed the cap, "Girlie, take a swig of this. It'll help, trust me."

Uncertain, she cautiously grabbed the flask. The smell of the alcohol was almost worse than the stench of Otis. She wasn't an alcohol drinker, but she thought that if it helped with the pain in her pussy, she would drink it.

She put the flask to her lips and took a big swig. She winced and coughed. The taste of whatever was in the flask was vile to her - and strong. Alicia immediately felt the alcohol kick in. Otis took the flask from Alicia and took a drink himself, before screwing the cap back on and laying it on the coffee table.

"That hits the spot, doesn't it? Now, where were we?" Otis joked.

He pushed his cock inside her again. This time the pain wasn't as intense as it was before. Alicia loosened her grip on the couch while Otis fucked her.

Tommy couldn't take his eyes off the scene. His new girlfriend was being fucked on his couch by his grotesque, ex-con uncle. With each thrust, her massive tits swayed back and forth as they hung from her body. He couldn't help but feel a mixture of guilt and relief. He was relieved that Otis got what he wanted and wouldn't hurt either him or Alicia. He felt guilt because he put Alicia up to fucking Otis. He wasn't sure what would happen after this was all over, but he knew that they would be safe from Otis.

Meanwhile, Otis was enjoying himself immensely. Alicia's pussy, which had been stretched to fit around his large member, was tighter than any woman he could remember being with. Most of the women he had been with were older, had several children and several drug problems. They were not as fit or as beautiful as Alicia. Otis was going to enjoy this moment as long as he could. He grabbed a handful of Alicia's ample bottom as he slammed into her.

Alicia's head was spinning and she felt dizzy. She wasn't sure what was in the flask, but she loved the way it made her feel right now. All the pain from Otis' cock was now gone. Once the pain went away, her body surprised her. She could feel her pussy getting wetter by the minute - she was starting to enjoy it.

Tommy sat in a chair watching his uncle fuck his girlfriend. He seemed lost in a daze, but he awaken by the sound of Alicia moaning. "Is she moaning?" he asked himself. "No way she's enjoying this!"

She was breathing heavy, panting, and moaning with each thrust from Otis. Her new attitude did not go unnoticed by Tommy's uncle.

"Oh, there ya are. Haha. I see you're enjoying big Otis now, ain't ya? You like my big 'ol prick fucking your tight little pussy?"

Alicia, with her eyes closed, slowly nodded her head.

"I knew you'd come around," Otis said. "They always do. Not like I care though, as long as I get mine, I don't give a shit about you bitches."

It didn't matter if Otis cared about her needs, he was satisfying them anyway. She reached under her body and started rubbing her clit. Tommy couldn't believe what he was seeing. There was no mistaking it - Alicia was loving it.

"Tell 'ol Otis how you like his dick, girlie," he ordered.

"Ooohhh...I...love it...I love your big cock...in my little pussy," she cooed. "Don't...stop..."

"I don't plan on it. Not just yet. When I'm done with ya, I'm gonna bust my nut on your pretty little face," he said.

"I'm fucking Tommy's uncle, who just got out of prison and he's got the biggest dick I've ever seen and he's going to cum all over my face," she thought to herself. "Fuck yes."

Tommy could hear Otis' cock sloshing around inside of Alicia. She was so wet that Otis' cock slipped in and out of her with ease. Her body stopped struggling and accepted every inch without hesitation.

"Tell your boyfriend over there how much you like fucking me," Otis said.

Alicia turned her head toward Tommy and opened her eyes. She felt sorry for him for having to watch what was happening to her, but she wasn't fighting it anymore. She didn't want him to either.

"I love the...way your uncle's fucking me...nnnghhh...his cock is so big...it hurts," she said.

"You ain't going to want her after I'm done with her. Haha! I'm going to stretch this bitch out!" Otis said.

Alicia felt an empty feeling in her pussy. She looked behind her to see Otis sitting on the couch. He patted his lap, indicating that he wanted her to get on top of him.

Without hesitation she straddled Otis' lap. She grabbed his thick cock, which her tiny hand barely fit around and lowered her pussy on to it. She was facing Tommy as she moved up and down over Otis' cock. His large hands reached around her body and grabbed her bouncing, pillowy tits - squeezing them.

Alicia bounced up and down on his cock faster and faster. Tommy couldn't see it before, but he could now - he could see how his uncle's giant cock stretched Alicia's pussy. No one at the bar or at his party last night had a dick that big.

She opened her eyes again and looked at Tommy and smiled. Her smile brought him a little comfort. He figured that if she was enjoying herself, she wouldn't be mad at him after this is over. The guilt he had felt before was quickly drifting away.

"You see this, boy? You see how I'm fucking your girl?" Otis asked.

"Yeah...I see it. You're splitting her open," he responded.

"Ohhh FUCK!" Alicia squealed. She shook on Otis cock, grinding into him. She came. "He's splitting my pussy open, Tommy. It feels sooooo gooood."

"You're a little slut, ain't ya?" Otis asked.

"I'm a dirty little slut, sir." Alicia replied.

Otis took his hands off her breasts and put them around her waist as she kept bouncing on his cock.

"You keep that up and I'm going to blow my load," Otis growled.

"Mmmmm...good...you can blow your load...all...over my face," she cooed as she quickened her pace.

"Ohhhhhh fuck! FUCK! I'm going to...get off me!" Otis shouted.

Alicia was startled. She took her pussy off of his cock. She knew what she needed to do next. She got on her knees in front of Tommy's uncle. She closed her eyes and pulled her hair back, waiting for him to dump his load on her.

Otis stood up, grabbed his cock, and began jerking it wildly in front of Alicia.

"Oooohhhh...shiiiiit...here it comes...you ready, bitch?"

"Yes. Come all over my pretty little face, sir."

Right after she finished speaking, a thick jet of cum hit her on the forehead. The second hit her right eyebrow. The third covered her nose and the last hit her on the lips. She was absolutely soaked in cum.

Otis opened his eyes and saw the result of his handy work.

"Haha, fucking right. Look at you, bitch. Got your face covered in 'ol Otis cock juice," he laughed.

The cum was now starting to slowly run down her face. She opened her left eye and parted her lips. She stuck her tongue out to taste all the cum that she could. Ropes of cum hung off her chin and splashed onto her breasts.

Otis was breathing heavily as he continued talking, "Nephew, we're square."

Tommy was happy to hear that, "We are? That's great! Thank you!"

"Darlin', where did you learn to fuck like that? How many guys you been with?"

She felt flattered that someone like Otis enjoyed having sex with her.

She looked up at him and smiled, "After you? Twenty-six."

"Twenty-six? Holy shit, girlie. How old are ya?"

"Eighteen."

"You're eighteen and you've already fucked that many guys? You are a little slut, ain't ya?"

"Yes, sir. Told you I was," she stated proudly.

Otis turned to Tommy.

"Yeah...this bitch of yours was the best fuck I've had in a long time. Now... I need one more thing," he said.

"What's that?" Tommy asked with an uneasy tone.

Otis took his phone out of his pocket. "I'm going to get some pictures for the road."

Tommy was relieved. This seemed like a simple request. His buddies took several pictures of her last night, what would it hurt if his uncle took a few?

"What'ya say, girlie? Wanna be my model?"

Alicia had not moved from her position in front of Otis. She was still covered in cum, but she was aware of what was going on.

"Sure," she answered. "Should I...clean up first?"

"Fuck no, keep that shit on ya. I want my buddies to see you with my cum all over ya," he laughed.

That was fine with Alicia. It wasn't the first time she had her picture taken with cum on her.

"Where do you want me to be?" she asked.

Otis thought for a moment.

"Sit on the couch," he ordered.

Alicia got up and sat on the couch. "Like this?"

"Nah, open your legs. Show me your cunt. Look at the camera," he barked.

She opened her legs to give Otis and his camera an unobstructed view of her freshly fucked pussy. She looked directly at the camera with the one eye that she could see with.

She heard a few clicks.

"Perfect, perfect. Now, let's get one of you bent over with your ass in the air," he instructed.

She got up, turned around, arched her back and stuck her ass in the air.

"Nah, let's make this better...pull your ass apart. I want to see your asshole," he said.

Alicia put both hands on her plump ass and spread it apart. Otis got closer to her and snapped a few pictures. She felt a rush knowing that Otis was taking pictures of her with her ass spread open.

"Let's get a close up of that pretty face of yours."

She turned back around and sat down.

"Nah, get up and go into the kitchen. I want more light so I can see the mess better," he ordered.

Once she was inside the kitchen she stood under the ceiling light. Otis and Tommy both got a better look at her. They couldn't believe how much cum was on her. Otis smiled and snapped away. While she stood there, cum lewdly splashed on to her tits, her feet, or the floor.

Otis aimed the camera at her chest. Without needing any instructions, she cupped her breasts and held them together for Otis' camera.

"You read my mind," he laughed.

After a few more pictures, Otis put his camera away.

"Nephew, you got a sweet little piece of pussy here. Take care of her, ya hear? I'm going to head out. I've got some other...business...I need to tend to," Otis said.

"O-Ok, uncle Otis. Take care," Tommy replied.

Otis got dressed as Alicia and Tommy stood in the kitchen, waiting for him to leave. Once he was dressed, he picked up his cigarettes and his flask and walked out the door without even saying "goodbye." This would seem rude to most people, but Tommy expected it from his uncle.

Once he was gone, Tommy looked at Alicia - she was a mess head to toe.

"I'm so sorry, babe," he said.

Alicia comforted him with a warm smile, "It's OK, babe. I'm glad you're OK. It...was kind of fun."

The two laughed and Alicia said, "Come here, let me give you a kiss." Tommy ran from her as she followed behind him giggling all the way to the bathroom.

Tommy locked himself in the bathroom to avoid getting a cum covered kiss. 

"Babe, babe...stop...hey, to make it up to ya, how about we get cleaned up and I take you out to eat?"

Alicia's face lit up. It seemed her day wasn't going to be a total disaster after all. "Sure! I'd love to! Do I have to wear clothes?" she joked.

"Yeah, haha. You have to. Once we get back home though, you can take them back off," he replied.

"Deal." She said.

*****

Author's Note: If you liked the story, leave a comment. I love reading them!



After Hours Alicia Ch. 10



WEDNESDAY

David Reynolds sat in his office and punched away continuously at the calculator while looking at an endless string of numbers on the spreadsheets in front of him.

"Fuck!" he stammered, pounding his fist on the desk.

The numbers weren't making him feel better about his situation. Last week, Alicia had found out about the Hole in the Wall's weekly "Gangbang Night." It was a last ditch effort for her father to raise money to save his ailing business and fix the financial burden it had placed on their lives. The weekly sex parties were starting to improve business and pull David out of debt. He wasn't getting rich off of having his patrons pay to have sex with women, but it was helping.

At the moment, David was frustrated because, no matter how much he was earning, he was still going to be short on his rent. After the truck payment and paying the other bills, there wasn't enough left to cover what they had to pay to keep a roof over their heads. David had been late paying the rent for four months. "Gangbang Night" helped him pay what he owed his landlord, but he was still coming up short on the current rent.

"What am I going to?" he asked himself. Since his financial troubles started, David was starting to make talking to himself a regular habit. He didn't want to worry Alicia about the financial problems and he couldn't talk to his friends about them without them thinking he wanted money.

David had clued Alicia in on what was happening last Friday, but after their fight Monday morning, he was back to feeling alone again. With no one to turn to, David needed to come up with another way to make money for the bar so that he could afford to keep their home.

Then he heard a knock on his door.

"Who is it?" he asked gruffly.

"Manny, man. Open up."

David got up and answered the door. Manny surveyed the room and was shocked at the level of disorganization. He had an idea that his old friend had fallen on hard times, but it was clear to Manny that David had no idea how to help himself. Luckily for David, Manny had an idea.

David turned his back to his friend and started working again, hoping Manny would make his conversation brief and leave. "What's up," David asked with feigned interest.

"You remember Chino and Paco's?" Manny asked.

"Paco's? That Mexican bar a few miles down? Yeah. Why?"

"Chino had this idea to make a bar calendar. He got some sexy ladies to come in, took their pictures, and he made a calendar. They're practically printing money, man!"

David was feeling bad enough about his own failure. He didn't want to hear about how well someone else was doing.

"Gee, that's great, Manny. I'm happy for him. Is there a point to all this?"

"Of course there is, old friend," Manny smiled. "This place should do a calendar too. It might be a good idea to help put some asses in these seats. Those stools are looking pretty lonely out there."

"So what you're suggesting is that we make a calendar and sell them here at the bar..."

"Not just that, but we shoot it at the bar. If guys know that there's going to be sexy ladies walking around half naked, they'll come in for sure."

Manny was making a lot of sense. Realizing that Manny could be on to something, David turned around and gave him his undivided attention.

"We'll make money from the guys who want to watch the photo shoot and we make money when we sell the calendars," David said. "Manny, that's a great idea, but who would we have pose for this thing?"

"Definitely not Cheryl. She's going to volunteer man, but we all know that her best years are behind her," Manny chuckled. David laughed and nodded his head in agreement. "We just need a few. Maybe three or four girls and they wear different outfits."

"What are the girls wearing in Paco's calendar?" David asked.

"Bikinis. Pretty tame stuff, but no one around here's done anything like this, so people are eating it up. I think we can get away with having our girls show more than Chino's and people will want this calendar instead of his," Manny said.

"OK, so we need to find some girls then. I don't know of anyone that we could get to do this. Do you?" David asked.

"My niece, Sasha, has a few friends who might want to do it. I'll talk to them. I think there's one girl that we definitely need to put in this thing," Manny said.

"Who?"

"Alicia."

David sighed. He never wanted his own daughter to become a sexual object that men fantasize about. He had tried very hard while raising her to make sure that this sort of thing didn't happen – but now it has. After he asked her to do the gangbang last week, everything has changed – including Alicia. Their relationship was strained, because David still felt guilty about what happened and desperately wanted things to return to how they were before. She could obviously handle something like what Manny suggested, but David didn't know if he could live with himself if he did this.

"I don't know, Manny. I don't think I want to have her become a part of this," David said.

"She's not a little girl anymore, " Manny replied. "You have to get used to that."

David was becoming frustrated. Manny didn't understand what he was dealing with. He wasn't the one who offered his little girl up to fuck a room full of guys.

"I know she's not little anymore, Manny. That's not the point. I...feel bad about last week. I don't know if I can be a part of willingly objectifying her again."

"You've got a point, Dave. I can only imagine what that's like, but I gotta be honest, she's a lot hotter than the girls that Paco's has. People would love her, man."

That's what he was afraid of. It's one thing for thirteen guys, including Manny, to want her, but to slap revealing photos of her all around town in a calendar was something else entirely.

"I don't know, I don't think I can..."

Manny cut him off, "Let's cut the bullshit, Dave. I know that things are bad around here. You don't have to be a rocket scientist to figure it out. The plumbing is leaking, the bar stools are torn up, and there's never enough liquor. You've got a money problem here. This isn't something I think you can pass up. I'm your friend and I love ya and I love this bar. I don't want to see you, and your bar, fall into ruin."

Dave took a deep breath and replied, "I used Alicia last week as a solution to the bar's financial problems. What kind of father would I be if I did that again? Thirteen guys, including YOU, were inside my daughter last week, Manny! Who knows what would happen if she was on this calendar?"

"Look...I didn't know it was going to be her, OK? I paid my fifty dollars just like everyone else. I figured it would be someone else walking through that curtain. If you're sore that I was a part of your daughter's gangbang, I'm sorry. I wasn't going to pass that up and I'm sure no one else in that room was going to either."

"I need some time to think about this," David said.

"OK, whatever, man. I'm out of here. Give me a call if you change your mind." Manny replied.

With that, Manny walked out the door. David was now left with more thoughts in his head. It seemed like all he's done lately is think and now he has more to think about.

Was Manny right? Did he need to do this to pull his bar out of the hole it's in? Did he need to accept the fact that Alicia is a grown woman and that men will have sex with her and there's nothing he can do about it? It seemed like a lot to digest. He wasn't quite ready to let go of his expectations for Alicia.

David decided to think about the issue later. He didn't want to think about it anymore. He returned to his work when he heard another knock at his door.

"Manny? I told you I'd think about it, OK!?" he shouted.

He stood up and opened the door – it was Cheryl.

"Cheryl. Is something wrong? Do you need anything?" he asked.

She stepped inside David's small, cramped office. David closed the door. If she wanted to talk to him in private, he knew this had nothing to do with the bar. She wanted something.

"Dave...I wanted to talk to you about something," she said.

He sat back down and looked at her as she played with her hair, while chomping on a big stick of chewing gum.

"Manny was out there talking about a calendar? I was wondering if you had enough girls for it?" she asked.

There it was. He could tell that she wanted to be in the calendar. He wasn't sure if he was even going to make the calendar, let alone pick Cheryl to pose for it.

"I'm not sure if we're doing it, Cheryl." David replied.

"The way Manny talked about it, I thought the bar was doing it." She said.

"I talked to Manny about it and we didn't exactly see eye-to-eye about it."

"What do you mean? Why wouldn't we do it? It would make the bar a lot of money. Paco's is doing it."

David knew the calendar would make the bar some much needed money, but he didn't want his daughter to be a part of it. On the other hand, if David went through with it and didn't cast his daughter, the calendar would likely be a flop. It would be full of older women and bar flies that no one wants to see half naked. It was a tough choice for David to make.

"We...we didn't agree on who should be in it."

"Who does Manny want in it?"

"His niece, her friends, and..." David caught himself.

"...and?" Cheryl asked, fearing David's answer.

"It doesn't matter, Cheryl. I didn't think she would be a good fit for this, ok?"

"He wanted Alicia, didn't he? He wanted her to be on the calendar!"

Cheryl was starting to get irate. Her jealousy and hatred toward David's daughter, Alicia, had been brewing for a long time. She felt that Alicia got everything she wanted. That said, it was what Alicia got that she didn't want that made Cheryl more upset – the attention of the men at the bar. Cheryl was an insecure person anyway, but the attention Alicia got only amplified this feeling. Cheryl was jealous of Alicia's good looks and youthful beauty. She thought she would feel better after Alicia was gangbanged Friday night, but she didn't. She thought that Alicia would be "put in her place", but she heard reviews of how "Dave's daughter is a hot fuck", "Tightest pussy I've ever been in", and "The set of tits on that girl are unreal!" She heard countless reviews of Alicia's performance just like that and it made her sick to her stomach.

She wanted to be in the calendar to feel better about herself. She wanted men to drool over her the way that they do Alicia. She wanted to feel like she did when she was younger. Cheryl had posed for a number of small-time trashy photographers throughout the town for little to no money. She did this to try and feel more desirable.

David didn't want to answer the question, but his silence told Cheryl everything she wanted to know.

"It is her, isn't it? That's who he wanted! I can't believe you two would want HER to be in this!" she shouted. "That little bitch..."

David had gone from annoyed to angry. He was upset about who Alicia had become, but he wasn't going to stand by and let someone talk trash about his own daughter in front of him.

"Now you hold on just a second. If you ever call my daughter a 'bitch' again, I'll fire your fucking ass and you'll be back to working fast food. Do you understand me?" he sneered.

Cheryl had been put in her place. She bit off a little more than she could chew talking about Alicia the way that she did. She wanted to cry and scream, but she held that urge in.

"Now, get your ass back out there and make drinks. I don't pay you to stand here and argue with me about my daughter. Got it?"

Cheryl didn't say a word. She swallowed her pride, turned around, and walked out the door and went back to work. David was furious about how Cheryl came into his office and talked to him. He had made up his mind about the calendar...

Meanwhile, at Tommy's apartment, Alicia was on her knees in front of Tommy, who was sitting on the couch playing video games. She had her mouth on his cock and her hand on Rolan's. While she sucked Tommy off, she was jerking Rolan off.

"Babe, you are such a good little slut," Tommy said.

She took his cock out of her mouth, "Thanks, baby. Rolan, want your cock in my mouth? I'll switch."

"Fuck yes," Rolan replied.

Alicia scooted over between Rolan's legs and popped his cock into her mouth. She took her hand and wrapped it around Tommy's. This sort of activity had become rather common around Tommy's place. Tommy and Alicia had officially started dating and Alicia had unofficially started living there. She was there every day since Monday. Whenever Tommy, or Rolan, wanted a blowjob or wanted to fuck her, she gave it to them. She spent most of her time with a cock in her mouth, in her hand, in her pussy, or in her ass. She even stopped wearing clothes all together. She hadn't had clothes on since Monday morning. Alicia had been naked for three straight days.

All of a sudden, she started to hear a humming sound. She stopped giving Rolan a blowjob and looked to see where the sound was coming from – it was her phone. She picked it up and saw that her father was calling. It had been three days since their argument and it had been that long since they had talked. She was still mad at him for the things that he said to her that morning.

"I have to take this guys. I'm sorry," she said.

"Go ahead and take it, but don't stop blowing us," Tommy said.

She accepted the call.

"Hello?"

"How are you doing, sweetie?"

"I'm fine. What's up?" she asked curiously.

Waiting for her father to reply she put her mouth over Rolan's cock again.

"I...uh...wanted to ask you something," he said.

"Mmhmm," was all she could muster while sucking Rolan's cock.

David didn't know that his daughter was in the middle of giving one guy a blowjob and the other a handjob while she was on the phone.

"The bar is doing a calendar. Manny gave me the idea. Anyway, we need models for it and I was wondering if you'd like to do it..."

He waited for a response. He didn't know how she would respond to it. He didn't know if she'd tell him to "fuck off" and hang up on him or if she'd consider the idea.

She stopped Rolan's blowjob again. She covered the phone with her hand and whispered, "My daddy wants me to be in some bar calendar."

"Fuck yes!" Tommy said. "Do it, babe."

"Really? You think I should? I'm still not happy with him about what happened Monday." She replied.

"I know, but he's your father. You helped him out before, you can help him out again. Besides, you two have to bury the hatchet sooner or later and you might have fun doing this."

He was right. She did think that modeling for a calendar would be fun. She had never modeled before – unless you count the "photo shoot" she had with Tommy's uncle, Otis.

"Yeah, daddy. I'll do it. I'll be down there later I guess. We'll talk about it more." She said before hanging up the phone.

On the other end, David could tell that his daughter was still upset about Monday. Yes, she agreed to do the calendar, but she usually ended her phone calls with an "I love you" or at least a "goodbye."

Alicia, with Rolan still in her mouth, reached behind her and dropped her phone on the coffee table.

"Rol, we need to hurry up, man. She has to be at the bar soon. Let's just jerk off on her." Tommy said.

Rolan was disappointed. He wanted her to finish his blowjob. Alicia could tell that Rolan didn't like what Tommy had to say, so she did her best to comfort him.

"Don't worry, Rolan, you can fuck me later and I'll give you the best blowjob you've ever had. Deal?" she said smiling at him.

"Deal," he replied, smiling back.

"Good. Now you boys get over here and jerk off on my face." She instructed.

Tommy and Rolan stood up and stroked their cocks furiously at her face. While they were preparing to cum on her, she looked up at both of them and smiled.

"Come on boys, cum on my pretty face."

Alicia played with her large, soft tits while the boys got closer and closer to cumming. Rolan was first. Before Alicia had a chance to close her eyes, Rolan's first jet of cum blasted her in her right eye – covering it. She jumped a little as soon as it her. The glob of cum began to make her eye burn, but she didn't want to ruin the mood and kept her composure. The rest of Rolan's cum landed on the bridge of her nose and her right cheek.

Tommy's load was next. He hit her in the forehead, the nose, and lips. Her usual routine after a messy facial was to stay put and enjoy the moment. Alicia loved the feeling of having cum on her face. The sensation made her feel dirty. She took a finger and wiped the glob of cum out of her eye and sucked it clean.

The boys began to put their pants back on and Alicia got up. Before she made her way to the bathroom to take a shower, she thanked the boys for the facial.

"Thanks boys. I needed that," she cooed.

She had become more confident in her sexuality this week. Staying at Tommy's and servicing him and his roommate on a regular basis, all while being nude all the time, eliminated a lot of the inhibitions that she still had. She felt comfortable in what she was doing.

What she didn't feel comfortable with was seeing her father again...

TWO HOURS LATER...

The photographer and a group of models started to show up. David was not impressed with the girls that Manny had picked for the calendar, but he was surprised that he could get all of them on such short notice. He had only agreed to do this several hours ago.

One girl had caught Dave's attention – Manny's niece, Nikki. Nikki was bi-racial. Her father was Latino and her mother was white. She was the same age as Alicia and her parents weren't together anymore either. Her mother had also left town. This is where the similarities ended. Her father was doing time in prison for armed robbery, so Nikki was staying with Manny.

Nikki was short – only five foot tall. She had light tan colored skin, beautiful long brown hair, full lips, a beautiful set of 34DD's, and wide hips. Her body had gotten her a lot of attention from the boys in the neighborhood. Alicia had just started to embrace her sexuality, while Nikki discovered hers earlier this year. She had a head start on her.

David was caught off guard by her beauty. She arrived wearing a pair of daisy duke shorts that did little to cover her large backside. The shorts were complimented with a blue tube top and a pair of wedge heels. She looked like she was headed to shoot a porn movie, not model for a calendar.

The other girls that showed up were friends of hers and they didn't catch David's eye. Stacey was a tall black girl. She was twenty two years old and five-foot ten inches. She had long legs, which were her only saving grace. She sported a pair of small A-cup tits. Her face wasn't what attracted guys – it was her legs. Stacey had what people call "resting bitch face." She always looked like she was in a bad mood and it made her unattractive to most guys. Today, she wore a pair of short grey cotton shorts and a sparkly black v-neck top with high heels. The combination of class and casual made David chuckle.

Nikki's other friend, Shannon, was a few inches taller than her and twenty years old. Her body wasn't as impressive as the others. Her breasts with a C cup at best and she was pudgy. Shannon wasn't obese, but you could tell that she had let herself go. Her weight wasn't in all the right places. She had short, brown hair that barely came to her shoulders. She also sported several tattoos. David counted three that he could see. One was across her chest and looked like some sort of floral arrangement. The second tattoo was a half sleeve on her left arm of a giant, uncolored, rose. The last tattoo David saw when she turned around – it was on the small of her back. His bartender Cheryl had a tramp stamp and he thought that they were the trashiest tattoo a woman could get. Much like Cheryl's, Shannon's tattoo was also a tribal design, except hers had a butterfly above it.




After Hours Alicia Ch. 10



Manny came in after them. He walked up to David and nudged him in the shoulder.

"What'ya think, man? Pretty nice, eh?" he asked.

Lying through his teeth, David answered, "Yeah. They're great. They're hot."

He only meant that about his niece, Nikki.

"So...what are we doing? What's going to happen?" David asked.

"Here, let me introduce you to our photographer," Manny motioned him over. "Dave, this is my buddy, Ricardo. He's going to be taking pictures of our lovely ladies today. He's the best!"

"Nice to meet you, Ricardo," David said with little interest.

Ricardo nodded his head in David's direction, instead of saying anything. Ricardo was a tall, lanky man who would generally scare away any attractive women who wanted to become models. He had large, thick glasses; messy brown hair that came down to his shoulders; and a thick mustache. He wore a button down shirt that he had buttoned halfway and a pair of slacks. His chest hair puffed out from the opening in his shirt. A hideous looking gold chain was wrapped around his neck. He screamed "creep."

Ricardo left Manny and David and walked over to join the models who were standing near the pool table.

"Is she here yet?" Manny asked. He was referring to Alicia.

"No, not yet. I don't know where she is. She said she'd be here," he replied.

As soon as he finished his answer, he saw a car pull up in front of the bar. He saw Alicia get out, dressed in the same clothes she had on Monday morning. She bent over and kissed the driver. He looked closer and saw that it was Tommy. David had guessed that his daughter was now with someone new and wasn't with Peter anymore. He wasn't sure what to make of this.

Alicia wasn't dressed like the other girls – she didn't look like a slut. She walked inside and made eye contact with her father for a second.

"Hi," was all she could muster.

"Hey," he responded.

Things were tense between the two and they could both feel it. However tense their situation was, it was still better than what it was Monday. They were at least speaking to each other, even if it was just one syllable words.

"So, what am I supposed to do?" she asked her father.

"I...uh...I think you're supposed to go back there with the rest of the girls," he replied.

She turned around and saw Manny, the photographer, and the three girls and walked over toward them.

"Hey, glad you could make it, sweetie," Manny said.

Alicia shot him a smile, "Thank you. Good to see you again."

"Same, same. Hey, Alicia, this is my niece, Nikki, and her friends...uh...Tracey and..."

"It's Stacey," she spat.

"...and Shannon."

"Yeah, yeah. Stacey and Shannon. This is our photographer, Ricardo. He's an old friend of mine. He'll take good care of ya today," Manny said.

Ricardo looked at Alicia and protested, "What the hell man? She's not right for this. She's too plain Jane. Look at her!"

Manny laughed, "I think you've got her wrong, man. She can be quite the firecracker."

Alicia folded her arms. She sneered at Ricardo, "Too plain Jane? I'll wear whatever you've got. Watch me!"

Manny liked this new attitude Alicia seemed to have. He couldn't wait to find out what outfit Ricardo would pick for her. After fucking her last Friday In her first gangbang, he couldn't take his mind off of her.

Ricardo had already picked out the first outfits for Nikki, Shannon, and Stacey. He fumbled through his bag looking for hers. He pulled out a very modest two-piece blue bikini and handed it to her.

Alicia held it up and asked, "This is it?"

"Yeah, that's it. What's the matter plain Jane? Too much for ya?" Ricardo teased.

She was furious. If she hadn't given her father her word, she would have turned around and left. She didn't want to tell anyone she was doing something and then back out. It's the same kind of loyalty she displayed last Friday when she promised her father she would do the party at the bar.

Alicia walked toward the backroom. Memories of last Friday flew through her head as she walked through the purple curtain. Nikki and her friends were right behind her holding their outfits.

Nikki was curious to know who Alicia was. Her friends stood together in the back and undressed. Nikki walked over to Alicia who had already pulled her shorts off. Standing there in her panties and shirt, Alicia noticed Nikki coming over.

"Hi, I'm Nikki. I'm Manny's niece."

"Alicia. I'm Dave's daughter."

She could see that Alicia was still fuming over how Ricardo talked to her.

"Don't mind Ricardo. He's just an old creep. He just wants to see a bunch of half-naked girls today. That's all."

"Well...he's going to get his wish, isn't he?"

Nikki chuckled, "Yeah, I guess he is. Do you not like your outfit?"

While they were talking, the two girls had undressed completely. They continued the rest of their conversation, while putting the outfits Ricardo picked out on.

Before Alicia could answer, Nikki commented, "Wow, girl. Look at you. You've got a great body! Look at those tits!"

Nikki's friends heard her compliments and scoffed.

"Uh...thanks, you too," Alicia replied.

Alicia's outfit was more clothing than she was used to lately. It felt strange for her to be wearing anything. It felt more natural for her just to whip the bikini off and walk out there completely naked. "That would show that asshole, " she thought. Instead, she kept her bikini on.

Nikki's outfit was a black slingshot bikini. It had two thin straps that formed a V in the front, doing almost nothing to hide anything. It offered no support for her large, heavy breasts. In the back, it made another V. To top it off, Nikki put her heels back on.

"Wow," Alicia said. She immediately regretted saying anything, but the word just came out.

"You like it?" Nikki asked.

"Yeah...uh...you look hot," she replied.

"Thank you!" she said, beaming with a big smile on her face.

Once the four girls had changed into their swimsuits they walked back out into the bar. It was the late afternoon and the day crowd at the bar had decided to stick around and watch the photo shoots. It made Alicia a little uneasy knowing that strangers at her father's bar would be watching her. It felt different than the gangbang last week – that was a private affair. There must have been at least thirty horny men at the bar all watching the action.

Ricardo motioned for Stacey to step up and go first. He posed her near the pool sticks. Shannon stood and watched Stacey's shoot with Nikki and Alicia.

"Alicia, this is Shannon. Shannon, this is Alicia. She's Dave's daughter," Nikki said.

"Nice to meet you," Shannon said with a hint of sarcasm.

Alicia could tell that Shannon was less than thrilled to meet her.

"You seem kind of...out of place here, don't you think?" Nikki asked politely.

"Uh...well, yeah...I mean I've never modeled before," Alicia answered.

"No," Nikki laughed. "That's not what I mean."

"What do you mean then?" Alicia asked, while Shannon rolled her eyes.

"I mean, you don't seem like the type that would do something like this. This is a pretty trashy calendar. Ricardo's a total creep. He's probably going to end up fucking one of us," Nikki said.

She had blown the minds of Tommy's friends with tales of her sexual exploits. She wasn't sure if she should do the same with Nikki and her friends. It seemed like a better idea to just fly under the radar, do the shoot, and go back to Tommy's.

"Yeah, I guess so," Alicia said meekly. "Wait, did you say he's going to fuck one of you?"

"Yeah, I mean, it's what usually happens when he does these shoots. He did the calendar for Paco's and fucked one of the girls. If you want to be a model in this town you have to start somewhere. He doesn't charge anything and his pictures are pretty decent."

"You're interested in being a model?" Alicia asked.

"Of course. All of us are. I started before I graduated. Nothing big. Just photo shoots with friends and a few other local photographers. It's nice to have a gig like this. It means we're going to be printed," Nikki responded.

"And you're willing to...have sex with this guy to get to where you want?" she asked.

Nikki didn't need a second to answer, "Yep! I mean, how bad can it be? I've been with a lot of guys and some were creepier than this guy. Tammy Wallace fucked him and now she's doing the motorcycle magazine that's in all the bars. Fucking him gets you places."

Alicia was disgusted. The thought of having sex with Ricardo made her stomach turn. She also felt pity for the other girls – mostly just Nikki. They all wanted to be models and she felt that guys like Ricardo were just using them for sex with promises of a bright future.

"Alright, you're done. Nik, you're up next," Ricardo ordered.

"I'll talk to you when I'm done, sweetie," Nikki said as she walked toward Ricardo.

Now Alicia was just a wall flower, clad in a tiny blue bikini. Stacey made her way over to Shannon and stood next to her. The two began whispering. This made Alicia feel like they were talking about her.

Alicia looked over at Nikki. She was posing with her back against the pool table. Her legs were open and her chest was out. Her breasts were straining against the tiny fabric of the slingshot bathing suit she was wearing. Ricardo moved around her taking pictures, looking as if he wanted to pounce on her at any moment.

The bar customers had the same looks on their faces. They all looked ready to devour Nikki's voluptuous body. She could hear some of the things they were saying – it all disgusted her.

She stood there, apart from Shannon and Stacey, waiting her turn as she watched Nikki perform pose after pose for Ricardo. Then the photo shoot took a different turn. Ricardo whispered something to Nikki. She lowered the two straps in the front of her bathing suit and cupped her naked breasts. Alicia couldn't believe that she was actually doing this sort of thing in front of a public crowd while there was still daylight outside.

Ricardo snapped some more shots as Nikki's hands covered her breasts.

"Okay, take your hands off them," Ricardo instructed.

Without a second thought, Nikki let go. Gravity put her breasts back in the place that they were. Her breasts, much like Alicia's, sagged a little. They still had quite a bit of perk, but they were not Playboy tits.

Nikki sat on the edge of the pool table, topless, as a round of cheers erupted from the customers in the bar. The attention was making Nikki feel good and she started to work the crowd. She would shake her tits and wink at customers as Ricardo finished up her photo shoot.

When she was done, she put the straps back over her chest and adjusted her swimsuit.

"You, you're up," Ricardo barked at Shannon.

Shannon stepped forward as Nikki walked back over toward Alicia.

"What did you think?" she asked.

"You were...great," Alicia answered.

"Awww, thank you!" she replied.

She had to get it off her chest, "I can't believe you went topless in here."

"Oh please, that's nothing. My uncle had a barbecue a month ago and I was a waitress or something. Spent the whole day naked. Waiting on guys my uncle knew. It was broad daylight in his backyard. Letting some old perverts see my tits is nothing," Nikki said.

Alicia was even more shocked by what Nikki just told her. It was one thing for her to be naked in front of Tommy and his friends inside his apartment, but it was another to be completely nude in the middle of the day outside in your uncle's backyard. Alicia knew that she had become a slut, but she felt she didn't come anywhere close to being as brazen as Nikki.

Ricardo didn't seem interested in Shannon's photo shoot. He didn't ask her to take her top off. Shannon voluntarily removed it. The customers at the bar were still cat calling and cheering though. Alicia couldn't blame Ricardo for his lack of interest. If she had just seen tits like Nikki's, anyone else's would pale in comparison.

Shannon's shoot was overly pretty quickly. She put her top back on and took her place beside Stacey.

"Alright kid, you're up," Ricardo announced.

Alicia took a deep breath. She had really come out of her shell lately. She felt like an entirely new person – she was even in a new relationship. "So why do I feel so nervous?" she asked herself. "I shouldn't be worried. I should be OK with being naked in front of all these guys. Hell, I probably fucked some of them. This shouldn't be a big deal."

She was right, it shouldn't have been a big deal – but it was. After watching Nikki, it made her feel less sure of herself. Alicia thought that she had gotten rid of every last inhibition she had, but she found someone even more sexually courageous than her. It made her feel like she did before the gangbang last Friday – nervous and petrified.

To make matters worse, she had two bitchy girls, a creepy photographer, a bar full of horny perverts, and her father watching every move she made. All the added attention was a turn on for Nikki, but all it did for Alicia was worry her even more.

"Lean against this wall over here," Ricardo said.

She did as he instructed. She tried to remember how the girls looked in the magazines she's seen. She arched her back, stuck her chest out, and tried to look seductive at the camera.

Stacey and Shannon were snickering in the background, which did even more to distract her.

"What are you doing?" Ricardo asked.

"I...uh...." Was all she could muster.

Nikki walked over toward her and gave her some pointers.

"You're doing everything right, but...your face just looks...uncomfortable," Nikki said.

"I am uncomfortable. I thought I could do this, but..."

"You can do this. This is no big deal. You look great. Just pretend it's your boyfriend holding the camera and not Ricardo. OK?"

Alicia nodded her head. She took another deep breath and did her best to take Nikki's advice. Instead of looking at Ricardo, she looked at the camera. She imagined that Tommy was behind it and wanted her to pose for him.

Suddenly, all eyes were on her – including Shannon and Stacey's. They weren't laughing anymore. Nikki beamed with pride as she watched Alicia transform in front of the camera. She looked like she had loosened up and was starting to enjoy herself.

Without Ricardo's instructions, Alicia turned around, put her hands on the wall and stuck her ass out. He raised his brow as he stared at her plump, round ass which was straining against her bikini bottoms. Ricardo's opinion of Alicia had changed. He wanted nothing more than to see her naked, but he felt awkward asking her to take her top off.

The bar customers were anxiously waiting to see if Alicia would remove her top like Nikki and Shannon had. They had a special interest in her, because she was Dave's daughter. Dave, on the other hand, was hoping she would stay covered, but he was realizing quickly that he could do little to control her anymore.

Alicia put her hands to her chest and cupped her soft, pillowy tits. They were still confined to her bikini top, but everyone wondered "For how long?"

Much to their dismay, after Ricardo snapped a few more shots, she lowered her hands. She wasn't even thinking about showing anyone anything. She was caught up in the moment and wanted to look as sexy as she could in her swimsuit. Despite feeling better, she still wasn't comfortable showing the entire bar her tits.

Her photo shoot had lasted about as long as Nikki's. Ricardo got shots of her against the wall and on the pool table.

Wiping the sweat from his brow, Ricardo announced, "Take ten. Get changed into your other outfits."

The girls walked into the back room to change again. Nikki grabbed the bag of clothes on her way back.

"Other outfits? We have to change into something else?" Alicia asked.

"Yeah, he's doing it the way he did it at Paco's. Since there's twelve months in the year and only four girls, we're all going to be wearing three different outfits." Nikki answered.

Shannon and Stacey found a reason to laugh at her again. They thought she was asking a stupid question.

Scoffing at them and rolling her eyes, she watched as the other girls reached in and grabbed their clothes. Nikki reached in a second time and pulled out something for Alicia.

She held a tiny black thong bikini in front of Alicia. "This would look great on you! You've got the ass and the tits to totally make this work!"

"Uh...you...think so? I don't know. It's kind of...small, don't you think?"

"Well yeah, we aren't shooting a church fundraiser," Nikki laughed. "You should want to make this good. Your father's doing this to make some money. My uncle tells me the bar isn't doing that well."

"No, it's not..." Alicia replied.

Nikki leaned in close and whispered, "I heard that they have sex parties in this room at night. They hire a girl, she comes in, and she fucks a bunch of guys. Isn't that crazy?"

Alicia gulped. She didn't want Nikki or anyone else finding out about what she did in that room last week.

"Yeah...it's pretty unbelievable," she stated.

Alicia's heart froze. Shannon and Stacey had noticed a peg board on the back wall. It was covered in a small sheet. The moment seemed to last forever. Time seemed to stand still as she quietly started to panic. Shannon lifted the sheet and started to look at the polaroids of all the girls who had participated in "Gangbang Night" at the bar. When they got to the last one, their jaws dropped. They turned their heads toward Alicia and started giggling.

"What's so funny girls?" Nikki asked, walking over toward her friends.

She wanted to tackle Nikki and stop her from seeing the picture, but she couldn't move.

"What's this...?" Nikki inquired. "Oh...shit! Holy fucking shit! That's....you! That's you with cum all over your face. You were in a gangbang here, weren't you? Oh fuck!"

Now she knew. All the girls knew that Alicia had fucked a room full of guys and let them cum on her face. It didn't do her any good to try and lie about it – as much as she wanted to. She thought she might as well come clean.

"Yeah...that's...me," she said quietly.

"Damn girl! I didn't think you got down like that! You're a slut just like the rest of us!" Nikki said proudly.

"Wait...I'm...what?"

"A slut. Don't be ashamed of it. We're all sluts. I've fucked a lot of guys. Shannon's fucked a lot of guys. Stacey's done it too. We all get around. It's no big deal." Nikki said.

She was right. She WAS a slut. This was a title that Alicia had worn like a badge of honor this past week. She wasn't ashamed to be a slut. Her father and Peter did their best to shame her for her actions. Here she was, in front of three girls who were just like her. They accepted her for what she was. Alicia didn't want to let an opportunity like this slip through her fingers. She had no friends that were girls. She felt like she could make a few new friends by just admitting what she was.

"Yeah, I guess you're right...I am a bit of a slut," she confessed.

"Fuck yeah you are! Wow, we had no idea you were like that." Nikki said.

"Yeah, we kind of thought you were lame..." Shannon said.

Stacey nodded her head in agreement.

"I think it's time for us to go back out there. Wear that thong, girl," Nikki said.

"OK," laughed Alicia.

The top she put on would do a lot to cover the breasts of any other woman – but not for Alicia. Her double D's were barely covered. They seemed to spill out the sides of the top and her nipples poked through. This wasn't a bathing suit you would wear to the beach. She had no expectations for the bottoms. While they hid her pussy, they did absolutely nothing to hide her ass. It was on full display. After talking to the girls, however, Alicia felt a little better about the situation. She seemed to have some more confidence when she went back out there.




After Hours Alicia Ch. 10



All eyes were on her as Alicia stepped through the curtain and walked back into the bar. All she could hear was hooting and hollering from the horny men at the bar. It bothered her before, but now it just made her giggle. She realized that she was around girls who were just like her – she was no longer an outcast. For the first time in a long time, it seemed that she had girl friends. That said, she also saw how silly all of this was. She stopped taking it seriously. Nikki and the other girls might want to make a career out of this, but not Alicia. She was in a filthy bar taking slutty pictures with three other girls and a creepy photographer. The situation seemed laughable to her now, so she thought she might as well have some fun with it.

Ricardo stopped shooting Shannon and took a look at Alicia. As she walked over toward Nikki he could see her plump ass jiggle with every step she made. It was becoming harder for him to concentrate on shooting anyone else.

"You look fucking hot in that!" Nikki said.

"Thank you," Alicia replied, full of confidence "You look great too."

"Thanks! We're both spilling out of these swimsuits. Something is bound to fall out," Nikki said, admiring their bikinis.

Nikki was wearing a pink two piece. The top consisted of two triangles that covered her nipples and did little else. The bottoms consisted of one triangle meant to cover her pussy. In the back, it was a thong just like Alicia's.

After Shannon was done, Ricardo called for Stacey. As much as he wanted to photograph Alicia or Nikki, he wanted to get Stacey and Shannon out of the way first.

"So...do you see anyone in the bar that you've fucked?" Nikki asked.

The question startled Alicia. She wasn't ready for it. She looked around the bar, scanning the faces, trying to remember who was in her gangbang last week.

"Uh...I see the frozen pizza guy, Jimmy, Barry...uh...Tim Arnold...and...your uncle." Alicia said.

"My uncle? You fucked my uncle? Haha! That makes us eskimo sisters!"

"What do you mean?"

"I've fucked him too!"

"Wait...you fucked your uncle?"

"Yeah, it's no big deal. I've been staying at his place. It's pretty much free pussy and blowjobs for him whenever he wants them. In return, I don't pay any rent or have to buy any food. It's a pretty sweet deal."

"I...uh...wow. I've never heard of anyone having sex with their uncle before."

"I just thought, 'why not?', ya know? Having someone around all the time to fuck you is awesome. Since I'm staying over there anyway, it just seemed like a good idea. Besides, when I moved over there a few months ago, he practically drooled every time he saw me. I teased him as long as I could. It was fun, but in the end, I gave it up. Now he fucks me all the time."

Alicia was speechless. On the one hand, the thought of having sex with a relative was taboo for her. On the other, the thought was turning her on. She had sex with Tommy's uncle Monday, but what if she had sex with one of her uncles? She was pretty sure if she was willing to give it up, they'd be willing to take it. At this point, Alicia was filled to the brim with confidence for the way that she looked. She was pretty sure that she could get any guy that she wanted. She didn't feel that way before last week.

"I'm staying at my boyfriend's place now. I have the same kind of deal that you have with Manny. I blow him and let him fuck me whenever he wants. I also give it to his roommate," Alicia proudly stated.

"Two guys!? You fucking slut! Haha! That's great! Have you ever let them tag team you?" Nikki asked.

"Yeah, Saturday night. I was sucking one of them while the other fucked me from behind." She replied.

"Girl, you just keep surprising me. I think we're going to get along just great!"

Nikki pulled Alicia close and gave her a big hug. When they pulled away, they looked down at their tops. Both of Nikki's nipples were out and one of Alicia's popped out. They laughed and adjusted their suits.

"You, come on..." Ricardo pointed at Nikki. "We're going to go outside for this one."

Alicia, Nikki, and the rest of the girls followed Ricardo outside. A crude wooden fence surrounded the backyard of the bar. In the middle was a large stone fire pit. Next to it was a tent with a table under it. Patrons occasionally sat outside and drank if the weather was nice.

Several of the customers who were there decided to follow everyone outside so they could continue to watch the shoots. Ricardo instructed Nikki to pose against the brick wall. She put her back against it, opened her legs, stuck her chest out, and grabbed one of her large tits through her top.

The crowd loved that pose and Nikki got quite a few cheers and whistles. Alicia stood there watching her, thinking the guys were busy staring at Nikki. The ones who weren't paying attention to Nikki were fixated on Alicia's ass. A few of the brave ones, who were also intoxicated, approached Alicia and started patting her ass. Alicia shrugged them off and moved away from them.

Nikki was nailing pose after pose and really impressing Alicia. "Maybe she's got a shot at this after all," she thought. Alicia thought that it was unfortunate that a girl with Nikki's talent was stuck doing sleazy photo shoots for trashy bars. She should be in a studio modeling for a magazine.

Nikki decided to make things interesting and whipped her top off. She made no effort to cover her tits. She proudly displayed them for anyone who was looking at her.

Ricardo said something inaudible to Nikki. She nodded her head, picked up one of her tits and started licking her nipple. This got the crowd cheering again. 

Ricardo got closer to Nikki and she cupped her breasts and shoved them in front of his camera. He quickly snapped off several more shots. For a moment, Alicia couldn't believe how bold Nikki was, but she remembered that she's in her element – naked and outdoors. 

Nikki's photo shoot was done. Instead of grabbing her top, she let it lay there on the ground. It wasn't hers, so she didn't care what happened to it. She wanted to walk around and tease the guys at the bar.

Alicia knew that she was next. She walked over to Ricardo and he told her where to stand. He wanted her to stand against the wooden fence. He started shooting, but Alicia was distracted. Nikki was letting the horny guys at the bar fondle and lick her tits. She was standing there in the middle of six or seven guys who were all hungrily grabbing and licking her large breasts.

"Come on! Focus," Ricardo ordered.

Alicia snapped out of it and concentrated on her shoot.

"OK, lose the top now," he instructed.

She wasn't sure if she should do it. She saw what was happening to Nikki. The guys were all over her. She had been in two gangbangs, but they were in a pretty organized environment – this was chaos. Alicia looked at Ricardo, who seemed to grow more and more impatient by the second. With some hesitation, she untied her top and took it off. Her soft tits were now out there for everyone to see.

"Well, no sense in being shy anymore, " she thought. "They can all see my tits. "

"OK, hold your tits," Ricardo said.

She did as he told her to. She reached down, grabbed her full breasts with both hands and held them up for the camera. A sensation shot through her body. This feeling was the same kind that she felt last week each time she stepped outside of her comfort zone and tried something new. Showing off her body to everyone was turning her on.

"Squat down," was the next order from Ricardo.

Alicia squatted down. Once she was in her position, she cupped her breasts again and looked directly at Ricardo's camera, giving him the most seductive look she could muster. She was pleased when no one told her she was doing anything wrong. The look she gave the camera worked – just like Nikki told her it would. Once she started to enjoy herself, her expressions became more believable.

She decided to do a pose of her own, instead of waiting for Ricardo to tell her what to do. While she was still in a squatting position, she put both of her arms between her legs. Her arms squeezed both of her breasts together. She gave the camera her most innocent look.

Ricardo mouthed the word, "Wow." He had photographed many women in his life. He had fucked many of them as well. He gave them promises of a big future in modeling if they fucked him. The women that he promised these things were never really successful. They never got signed by an agency; never posed for any big publications; and never made a living being a model. He wasn't concerned with whether or not these women "made it." He only cared about adding to his massive collection of trashy photos of naïve local women. More important than that, he just wanted to fuck them. He was getting the urge to fuck Alicia more and more after each pose she gave him. 

She seemed like a natural to him. In a short time, Alicia had gotten the hang of the type of modeling that Ricardo was interested in. She was oozing sex with every picture and it was making it hard for Ricardo to focus. All he could think about was her soft, creamy white breasts; her plump, juicy ass; and her youthful, innocent face. All he wanted to do was push her down, rip her panties off, and fuck her right there in the backyard in front of everyone.

But he restrained himself. He was still mindful that he was photographing the bar owner's daughter.

Manny had bragged to Ricardo all day before the shoot that he had fucked her. He told him what a sweet piece of ass she was. How she looked up at him with her big, doughy eyes while she sucked his cock. How she moaned every time he thrust his cock into her. How her tits swung back and forth every time he pounded her pussy.

These images swirled through his head while he photographed Alicia. The distraction allowed Alicia to improvise and come up with her own poses. Ricardo had forgotten to direct her.

At that moment, he felt Manny pat him on the shoulder. The sudden feeling startled him.

"Hey, let's do their final shoot and get out of here, huh?" Manny said.

Ricardo gulped. He tried to compose himself, "Yeah...uh...sure. No problem."

"Alright, we're done. Next shoot is in ten minutes."

Unlike Nikki, Alicia picked up her top and put it back on. She looked over to see that Nikki was still being mauled by a group of horny men. Nikki locked eyes with Alicia and shot her a seductive smile. "OK boys, that's enough for now. I have to get ready for my last shoot," she said, pulling herself away from them. Nikki followed Alicia back into the bar, still disregarding her top.

In the back room, Alicia noticed that Shannon and Stacey were now standing next to her and Nikki. They seemed to have gotten more comfortable with her. Despite how they acted earlier, this made Alicia happy. It was nice to know that she might have some friends after this was over.

"Those guys were really grabbing at you, weren't they?" Alicia asked, looking at Nikki.

"Yeah! Haha! They sure were. It felt good though. I like that kind of attention. I'm not going to fuck any of them, but it was fun to tease them." She responded.

"Looks like Ricardo's taken an interest in you, daddy's little girl," Shannon said.

"Really?" she asked.

"Yeah, you couldn't see the way he was drooling over you? I mean, c'mon," Stacey said.

"I...I was just caught up in the moment I guess. I wasn't really paying attention." Alicia replied.

"Well, I wouldn't be surprised if he wants you to do this again." Stacey said.

Nikki grabbed the bag and looked inside to find an outfit for the next shoot.

"It's empty," she said. "What the fuck? He didn't bring enough outfits."

"What you mean? He has to have something for us to wear. He has to," Alicia said, almost trembling.

Just before Nikki could hunt Ricardo down and talk to him, Manny came into the room. 

"OK ladies, Ricardo wanted me to tell you what's going to happen next," he said. "You're all doing a nude shoot."

"That explains why this bag is empty," Shannon said, dropping the bag on the ground.

"So, get undressed and we'll see you out here in a few minutes."

Before Manny could leave, Alicia piped up, "Wait! Are we...really going to do this...naked? I don't know if I can go full nude out there in front of everyone."

Manny smiled at her and said, "Don't worry, darling. Everything is going to be OK. They've already seen your tits. What's it matter if they all see some pussy? Are you going to chicken out on us?"

"Well...I don't know. I mean, having my top off is one thing, but I saw how those guys were all over Nikki. I don't know if it's a good idea if we go back out there with no clothes on. Who knows what could happen? Those guys are all worked up looking at us."

Alicia made a lot of sense in her argument. She brought up a very good point – the bar crowd was becoming restless. They weren't content with just watching anymore. They had started to put their hands on some of the girls – mainly Nikki.

"You're right, but you already agreed to do this," Manny said.

"I agreed to do be a model today. I didn't agree to take my clothes off and let strange guys touch me," she retorted.

"You didn't have a problem with it last Friday," Manny smirked.

The girls giggled after hearing that one. Alicia didn't think it was so funny.

"You know that's different," she replied.

"How?"

"It was organized. It was private. It wasn't some free-for-all. This is dangerous!"

"You know we'll be one girl short if you quit, right?"

Alicia turned to the other girls, "Are you all really going to go through with this?"

They all nodded their heads. Alicia was the only one who protested to the public nude shoot.

"I guess I'm alone on this," she said.

"Look, if you don't do this, we'll one model short. We can't find another on such short notice. Besides, I'll look like an ass to your father and to Ricardo," Manny pleaded.

"What do I care? You should have thought about that before and you should have been upfront with what was expected of us!" Alicia said.

Manny was not having any luck convincing Alicia to continue with the calendar shoot. He had one last trick up his sleeve.

"I guess you've got a point. I'll go tell everyone you're leaving. Your father was right, he knew you wouldn't be cut out for this," he said.

Suddenly, she forgot she was mad at Manny and fixated her rage on her father.

"Excuse me?" she asked.

"Oh, yeah...your father said you didn't have what it takes to be a model. That's all." He replied.

She couldn't believe her father would say something like that. Even though they had a fight earlier in the week and hurtful words were exchanged, this was a new low – even for him. He was embarrassed that she went through with last Friday's gangbang; he was ashamed of her for all the sex she had last weekend; and now he was saying that she didn't have what it takes to model? Her anger had reached its boiling point and Manny could see that his trick might have worked.

"Fuck it," Alicia said. She took her top off and threw it across the room. She hooked her thumbs into her bottoms, pulled them down her legs, and stepped out of them.

"If he thinks I won't do it, he's got another thing coming. All of these horny guys can watch HIS only daughter prance around HIS bar naked!" she shouted.

The girls cheered her on and removed their clothes too.

"OK girls, it's time to finish this up. Let's go," Manny said.

The girls walked back out into the bar for the final time, single file. It seemed like the crowd was waiting for them to come out – everyone was quiet. Shannon was first, who got a mediocre reaction from the bar. She got a couple slaps on the ass as she walked by. Stacey was next, who got about the same reception as Shannon. Nikki came out third and the crowd was more excited to see her. She played it up, shaking her ass and jiggling her tits for the guys. Once she walked past, everyone waited patiently to see if Alicia was coming out – including her father.

They didn't have to wait long. Alicia stepped out from behind the curtain and walked confidently into the bar. The crowd erupted with cheers. This made Alicia smile. She thought that this would certainly piss her father off and she wanted nothing more at that point. To make her father even more irate, she allowed some of the men to grab her ass and squeeze her tits as she walked by.

Her father put his head in his hands and shook his head. He couldn't believe that his daughter went through with this. Manny had lied when he told her that her father didn't think she could be a model. David thought his daughter was beautiful and she could do anything she wanted, but he didn't want her to do this. He was afraid that something like this would happen if she went through with this shoot.

David turned around and walked back into his office. He slammed the door after he stepped inside. He unscrewed the cap on a bottle of liquor and started to drink.

"How could she do this!?" he shouted. "She is just like her mother! I do everything I can for her. I tried to raise her right and look how she turns out."

Talking to himself wasn't making any of this easier to digest. The reality of the situation still stinged. David knew that he was potentially at fault for all this.

"If I hadn't asked her to do that stupid party last week, NONE of this would happen! She would still be with Peter, she would still be living under my roof, and she would STILL be my little girl!"

He sat down in his chair and stewed for a while, contemplating what to do next. He could just put a stop to everything and kick everyone out of the bar, but he would surely go out of business if he did that. His customers wouldn't want to come back to a place that they had been kicked out of. Worse than that, they wouldn't appreciate having naked girls waved in their face and then having them taken away. The calendars wouldn't get finished either. Which would mean that the bar couldn't sell them and make money off them. His friendship with Manny was strained as it is after last Friday. If he stormed out there and put a stop to the shoot, their friendship would really come to an end.

He was tired of being stuck in situations that he couldn't win. He was tired of being a slave to money and letting it ruin relationships with those he loved – mostly his daughter. After all, it was his desperation for money that got him into this mess.

Meanwhile, Shannon and Stacey had finished their shoots. They remained nude while they watched Nikki finish hers up. The girls were outside again and Ricardo had a small inflatable pool set up for the girls to pose in. Nikki was having a blast. She was playing with the water hose, spraying it all over her breasts and letting it run down her back on to her ass. 

She was drenched head to toe, just like Shannon and Stacey were. Alicia was the only dry one left – at least her exterior was. Standing around the enormous crowd completely naked was making her pussy wet. She did her best to control herself. All she could think about was having a dick inside of her. She tried to suppress that urge, because acting out on it today could be dangerous for her.

When Nikki was done, she came up to Alicia and said, "You're up, girlie. Make it hot."

Alicia walked over to the little pool and stepped inside. She grabbed the water hose and started to spray it all over her body. Ricardo thought he had a hard time controlling himself watching Alicia's last shoot. This time he found it harder to keep his composure – and to hide the hard on in his pants.

Once he got some shots of Alicia standing up, she decided to improvise again and pose herself. She sat down in the pool and opened her legs. Grabbing the hose she held it like it was a cock, spraying it all over her body. Ricardo snapped away, with his eyes glued to her pussy. It had been since Friday that she had groomed her pubic hair. She still had her landing strip, but hair had started to grow in along the side of it. It wasn't overly hairy by any means, but she did have more hair on hers than the other girls had.




After Hours Alicia Ch. 11



WEDNESDAY (still at The Hole in the Wall)

Alicia wasn't sure what was going to happen to her once her photo shoot was over. Shannon and Stacey were giving blowjobs to a small group of guys and Nikki was getting fucked silly by one of them. Would this turn into another gangbang?

She wasn't above having another, but she didn't want it to be with this group. As horny as she felt, she didn't feel that this crowd deserved to fuck her. They had been obnoxious and rude the entire evening. It was nice that they thought she was sexy and approved of what she was doing in her photo shoots, but they had stepped out of line several times today.

Her father was in his office, sulking; Manny was nowhere to be found; and the girls were occupied. She didn't have anyone to walk her back into the bar to make sure she was safe.

Then she got an idea. Ricardo. She wondered if he would help her.

Her photo shoot wasn't over yet. She repositioned herself – on all fours, with her ass in the air. "This isn't going to calm this crowd down," she thought.

"Beautiful, beautiful," Ricardo said as he snapped more photos of her.

While she was in that position, she looked over and made eye contact with Nikki. Nikki smiled at her and motioned for her to come over and join her. Alicia had to think quick.

"If Ricardo helps me inside, it will look like my shoot isn't done, so I can't join her," she thought. "Perfect!" 

Alicia pointed back at Ricardo and shrugged, as if to tell her that her shoot wasn't done so she couldn't. Nikki nodded her head and went back to fucking her guy.

Her plan seemed to be working. The only thing she had to do was get Ricardo to help her. He wasn't a fan of her earlier, but he seemed to be warming up to her. This change in attitude had not gone unnoticed by Alicia. She just hoped he liked her enough to assist her in getting away from the horny mob.

"OK, I think we're..."

Alicia got up and cut him off.

"Hey!" she chirped. Then she leaned in and whispered something into his ear, "Can you help me get back into the bar? I...don't want to be out here. This is getting out of control."

Ricardo nodded.

Alicia was ecstatic. Her plan worked. The two walked through the crowd. Patrons were grabbing Alicia's breasts and ass as if she was walking through some of sort of grope gauntlet. Once they reached the door, she was safely inside. She let out a huge sigh of relief.

She saw that Ricardo was still walking, so she caught up with him to give her thanks.

"Hey, uh, thanks for helping me out there," she said.

The two walked into the back room where the girls had been changing earlier. Ricardo turned around to answer her.

"Look, I don't give a shit about helping you out, OK?" he said. "The only reason I helped you out is so that you weren't sloppy when it came my turn to fuck you."

Alicia suddenly went from grateful to angry in a matter of seconds. 

"What the fuck do you mean? Do you think that I was actually going to fuck you?" she spat.

"I was wrong about you," he said. "When I first met you, I thought you were a prude. You weren't like the other girls here. Fuck, I didn't even want to touch you or have you do half the shit Nikki was doing, because your dad's the one paying me. After I saw what you did out there, you changed my opinion of you. If you were willing to be naked around a sea of horny fucking perverts shaking your tits and ass at them, you're not above fucking me."

What made Ricardo's statements more offensive to her was that he was right. Her actions did paint in her in a bad light. She was safe from the mob outside, but now she was confronted with another dilemma – Ricardo wanted to fuck her for saving her.

Ricardo set his camera down on a table and started to take his belt off. She knew he was serious. He was undressing right in front of her. He wasn't kidding about fucking her.

"Look...I don't know what you think is going to happen...but I'm not fucking you," she said, her voice breaking.

Ricardo chuckled, "You don't understand shit, little girl. As hot as you, you're really fucking stupid, you know what?"

She had gone from relieved to being afraid once again.

"Wh-what do you mean? Why am I stupid?" she asked.

"Because, you stupid cunt. Isn't it obvious? Manny told me how they all ran a train on you last week. You're a fucking whore. You fuck thirteen guys and run around this bar buck naked. That's the kind of shit a whore would do. You got that crowd worked up today and you actually thought I saved you? I wanted you to myself. I didn't want sloppy seconds or thirds or tenths! I didn't want you stretched out and pumped full of cum before I got my chance to fuck you. There's no way I was going to share you with anyone else."

She wanted to cry. She was trapped. Outside this room, there was a group of horny men who wanted to fuck her. Inside the room, there was a sleazy, old photographer who wanted a piece of her. Since she didn't have any clothes on, she didn't have her phone with her. She couldn't make a move to get her phone without Ricardo seeing her and stopping her. She didn't know what to do. She felt helpless.

"This is the kind of life you need to start getting used to, little girl! Those girls out there have accepted it. They're fucking and sucking all those assholes out there! You should be doing that. You should know what's expected of you, you fucking bitch!"

Alicia was frozen still. She was both angry and terrified. She had never been in a situation where another man was cursing at her before. The hateful things he was saying were beginning to hurt her feelings and for the first time in almost a week she felt shame. Ricardo had made her feel bad about her "new life."

"Wh-what do you...want from me?" she managed to ask, fighting back tears.

"I think it's real obvious. I want you to get on your knees and suck my cock." He spat.

"It's just one dick," she thought. "You've sucked a lot of dick in the past week. This isn't a big deal." While that rationale made sense to her, not doing it because she had self-respect also made a lot of sense. "If I do this, then I won't like who I've become. I would have become the type of girl Ricardo says that I am. Maybe I should stand my ground."

"Well? Get over here!"

Before she could move, she felt a hand on her shoulder. Ricardo looked terrified.

"What the fuck did you just say?"

She recognized the voice. He was speaking to Ricardo – it was Manny.

"I brought you in here to do a job. That's to take pictures of the girls. Now I see you, in the back room, trying to force my friend's daughter into sucking your dick?!"

"I-I...we...I was just kidding, Manny. You know I like to joke around. Everything's cool, isn't it, Alicia?"

Manny could tell by Alicia's terrified expression that everything was not alright.

He stepped closer toward Ricardo, watching him tremble.

"Ric, you fucked up, man. I can't have you doing this. You're done. I'm going to take your cards and get the pictures edited myself. Oh and one more thing..."

With that, Manny punched Ricardo square in the nose, dropping him to the ground. Blood poured out of his nose as he whimpered on the dirty floor of the dart room.

Manny looked at Alicia and smiled, "Come on, let's get your clothes."

Alicia tried to compose herself as she looked around the room for her clothes. Stuffed under one of the bags were her clothes. She pulled them out and began putting them back on. Manny stood there and watched her slide her baby blue panties up her legs and over her pussy. These were the same panties she had on four days ago, but she had been without clothes for three of them. Manny couldn't help but be aroused at the sight of Alicia's body. Memories of fucking her last Friday night filled his head. He had disciplined Ricardo for trying to take advantage of her and now he was thinking of doing the same.

Manny fought with this moral dilemma as Alicia finished putting her clothes back on. She sniffled and wiped the tears from her eyes.

"Thank you," she said softly to Manny.

He nodded his head and led her out of the room. Ricardo's nose was still gushing blood all over his cheap shirt.

While the crowd was fixated on what was happening to Shannon, Stacy, and Nikki, they ignored Manny walking Alicia out of the bar.

Not knowing what to do, Alicia kept following Manny. She followed him to his car. He opened the passenger side door for her and she got in. She had no idea what was happening, but her best guess was that Manny was going to give her a ride. She didn't want to go back to her father's house – she wanted to go back to Tommy's.

Manny got inside the car and shut the door. Alicia was puzzled when she saw that Manny didn't put the keys in the ignition. She looked up at him, hoping to find out what was going on.

"Alicia..." he said, after a deep sigh.

"Y-Yes?" she answered.

"Things...have gotten out of control," he said.

She didn't say a word. She only nodded. Things had gotten out of control. What happened today? After a fun-filled week of sexual adventure she felt like she was stuck in the middle of a nightmare today. Without Tommy being around, she felt lucky that Manny had been there to help her.

"Ever...ever since Friday night, things haven't been the same..." he stated. "You've changed. I can see it. Your father can see it."

"He...he said I am like my mother," she said, clenching her fist.

"He what? No, you're...not like her at all. Your mother ruined your father. Ever since the divorce he hasn't been able to hold down a decent relationship. He's always been concerned with you and making sure you're alright."

"If he cared that much about me, he wouldn't have chose the bar over me!" she snapped.

Manny was talking to her while staring at the steering wheel. Now he turned to face her. This sudden movement startled Alicia.

"Don't be such a spoiled bitch, Alicia. Your father loves you! Don't you get it? The bar is his only source of income and that means that he uses what the bar makes to pay the bills – including your bills. He does what he has to to keep a roof over your head, food in your mouth, and clothes on your back. You're an adult and you haven't been able to hold down a job or land a boyfriend that wasn't making minimum wage! Don't be so ungrateful!"

Alicia thought she would be safe with Manny after what happened with Ricardo, now she felt the same uneasy feeling in his car that she felt in the dart room.

"He said you were like your mother because he's upset. You were gangbanged in the bar, Alicia. Thirteen guys fucked you. I know, I was one of them. Put yourself in his shoes. How would you feel if your only child was passed around all night by a bunch of horny guys for money? You don't think that that would upset you just a little?"

It was hard to pay attention to what Manny was saying. All she could feel was rage. She wanted to hit Manny for what he was saying and how he was saying it, but she did manage to listen to his message. He was right. As much as she hated to admit it – he was right. Her actions, even though her father put her up to it, had caused a rift between them.

"Are you going to say anything? Or am I going to do all the talking?"

She swallowed hard and looked at Manny, her eyes welling up with tears.

"I'm sorry...you're...you're right. I guess," she said.

Instead of yelling at her anymore or rubbing it in, Manny reached over and put his arm around her. She leaned into him for comfort.

"No, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to shout at you, but things are fucked up and as hard as things are, they're worse if you don't have your father. They're worse for him if he doesn't have you. That said, you looked fucking hot today," he chuckled, trying to break the tension.

Alicia laughed through the tears. "Thanks Manny," she mustered.

"Can't believe you got naked for Ricardo and let him take all those pictures of you. You know he's going to jerk off to those later. Hell, he'll probably spread them around town."

"I don't care," she replied. "He can do whatever he wants with them."

"You don't care that he could show them off to people?"

"Doesn't matter, does it? Half the guys had their phones out taking pictures of us today anyway. In one weekend, I fucked twenty-five guys and was naked in front of about fifty today. No sense in preserving my modesty, is there?"

Manny was shocked at what she just admitted.

"Twenty-five guys? You fucked thirteen Friday night...and you fucked another twelve?" he asked.

Her sobbing had stopped and she had regained most of her composure.

"Yeah...I fucked Tommy, my boyfriend's roommate Saturday...then I let him and ten of his friends gangbang me Sunday...then I fucked his uncle Monday morning," she admitted.

"Wow! You fucking slut!" he laughed.

Alicia couldn't help but laugh with him.

"Yeah, I am a slut, aren't I?" she asked, jokingly.

"Two gangbangs in one weekend? Wow. Looks like you're into that, aren't ya?"

"Uh...well...yeah, I guess so. "

"Well, what's stopping you from going in there and letting those guys have their way with you? Why did you have Ricardo help you?"

"I...didn't want it to be like that. I like to feel safe when I'm being fucked by a bunch of guys. That...is out of control. They would tear me apart."

"That makes sense. Look...I think we should get your father and talk to him."

Alicia wasn't sure about this. The things her father said to her Monday morning were still fresh in her head. She still felt angry about them.

"I don't know..." she replied.

"It's for the best. Trust me. You'll feel a lot better if all this cleared up, wouldn't you?"

He was right again. She would feel better if he wasn't disappointed with her. He was a big part of her life and she wanted things to feel right again between them.

"OK, alright," she said, reaching for the car door handle. Before she could open the door, Manny reached over and grabbed her arm, stopping her.

"Not yet," he said with a sly grin. "How about we take care of another problem before we go inside?" he said looking down at the obvious bulge in his jeans.

Alicia smiled. She knew exactly what he meant. "OK, I think I know what you need," she cooed, reaching toward his bulge.

She unzipped his pants and slid his boxers down. Manny's cock sprang free. Without hesitation she put her hand on it and stroked it slowly.

"Oh...fuck yes..." Manny moaned. "Baby, get them clothes off. You're wearing too much."

"All of them? You want me totally naked in your car?" she asked, with her hand still wrapped around his cock.

"Yeah, because after the handjob, you're going to blow me, then I'm going to fuck you, then I'm going to blow my load on your face. OK?"

She liked the sound of that. Being naked outside was something that she only discovered earlier today and it turned her on. Being naked in Manny's car, sucking his cock and getting fucked by him excited her. Maybe someone would see her and Manny together? The possibility made her wet.

She took her hand off his cock and started to undress. She was in the moment and didn't want to waste any time. She quickly kicked off her shoes, her shorts, her panties, her shirt, and her bra. Completely nude, she stuck her ass in the air while she positioned herself on her knees in the passenger seat. Her ass and pussy were on full display to anyone who might happen to walk by the car – but she didn't care.

Alicia decided it was time to suck Manny's cock. Handjobs were nice, but they really didn't turn her on very much. It was hard to feel sexy or slutty just stroking a guy off. Manny appreciated the decision and moaned loudly as she lowered her mouth on to his cock.

She bobbed her head up and down, sucking loudly on Manny's cock. He lay back in his seat with his left hand on top of her head.

"Ah fuck that's good head. You're getting' real good at that, girl. Big improvement from the last time you had my...dick in your mouth," he complimented.

She took his cock out of her mouth for a second to smile and say, "Thank you! Had lots of practice..."

"I'll bet you have," he replied, pushing her head back down into his lap.

"So your new boyfriend and his friends gang fucked you, huh?"

"Mmhmm," was all she could muster for a reply.

"Bet...you liked that didn't you? You little slut. Having him and all his friends taking turns inside you. You like being used by men, don't you?"

She nodded her head and kept sucking.

"You're not daddy's little girl anymore. That's for damn sure."

With a loud pop his cock exited her mouth. She pulled her head up to finish talking to Manny.

"Nope! I'm my own woman now. My father can't admit that I've grown up and I'm doing what I want now. Just like now. I'm naked, in your car, you're about to fuck me, and then you're going to cum on my face. I'm a slut and I'm proud of it. I'm going to continue to fuck who I want, when I want."

"Your new boyfriend obviously doesn't care. The way he and his friends fucked you."

"He doesn't. Tommy's good to me. He doesn't judge me. I'm going to tell him that you fucked me when he picks me up soon. He won't care. It'll probably turn him on to know his girlfriend's a whore."

Manny adjusted his position in the car and motioned for Alicia to do the same. She assumed a position with her head resting on the passenger side door with her ass pointed at Manny.

"You've changed. That's for sure. I better get to fuck you again."

As Manny pushed his cock inside Alicia, she answered, "You can fuck me whenever you want. You can come by Tommy's place when...ever you want and fuck me. I'll...be naked. He doesn't let me wear clothes...when I'm over there. I'm...a naked slut...for him and all his buddies...to fuck."

"You...fucking...dirty...slut. You like my cock inside you?"

"Mmmm...yes...I love having your cock inside me, Manny. Keep...fucking me...."

"Shit! That's good...someone's probably...going to come by and see you...getting fucked..."

"I don't'...care...let them....I might even let them fuck me too..."

Manny quickened his pace, thrusting into Alicia, pushing her against the car door. The position she was in wasn't comfortable, but she didn't care. She was getting fucked and that's all that mattered to her. Ever since her sexual awakening this past weekend, the only thing on her mind has been sex and lots of it.

Alicia felt herself getting ready to cum. Manny wasn't exceptional, but the thought of being used outside in his car in broad daylight turned her on. Someone could walk by at any moment and see her completely naked with someone inside her.

Just as she started to let out a series of screams, a figure approached the car. Alicia noticed that someone was near, but couldn't make out who it was because of the fog on the window. It didn't matter to her who it was – she was going to give them a show.

"Ooooh fuck me, Manny! Fuck my little pussy! Make me your slut!" she cried.

"Fuuuck! I'm getting ready to cum! You ready to wear my cum you little whore?"

"Yes! Yes! Cum on my face, Manny! Cover me!"

Manny pulled out of her. She noticed that the figure was still near the car. She had a plan to roll the window down and wink at whoever it was wearing Manny's cum on her face. She slouched down in the passenger seat while Manny stroked his cock above her face. She looked up at him, licking her lips, while he prepared to cover her face with his seed.

He started to cum and pumped load after load on to Alicia's waiting face. Cum splashed against her forehead, her nose, both cheeks, and mouth – she was a mess. The cum had missed her eyes, which she appreciated. She wanted to see the reaction to the stranger outside the car when she rolled the window down.

"Mmm, thanks Manny," she cooed. "There's someone outside the car. Watch this."




After Hours Alicia Ch. 11



Alicia sat up, rolled down the window, and looked out. Instead of being excited, she was shocked to see Ricardo standing there.

She was too shocked to roll the window up to hide herself from Ricardo's leering eyes. Manny spoke up, "What are you doing here, bro?"

"I...uh...I...came out to find you...and apologize," he replied.

"You don't need to apologize to me. You need to apologize to the lady here!"

Ricardo locked eyes with Alicia. He had never been more turned on that day than he was when he saw her face dripping with cum.

"Alicia...I'm...I'm sorry..."

"For?" Manny asked.

"For...being rude earlier. I...was out of line," he admitted.

"That's better," Manny said. "Alicia? What do you say?"

She shook out of her daze and acknowledged Ricardo's presence.

"What you said was fucked up! You had no right to treat me that way!" she scolded.

"You're right. I didn't. I'm sorry. I don't know what came over me. I've...shot girls for a long time, but I've never seen anyone like you. I lost my shit, I guess."

"You did lose your shit, dumbass," Manny laughed.

Alicia looked at Manny, hoping he would make Ricardo go away. She wasn't ready for what happened next...



After Hours Alicia Ch. 12



WEDNESDAY

Alicia stared in disbelief, with cum running down her face. Manny's thick white load dangled lewdly from the left side of her face, prepared to splash on the interior of his car. Staring back at Alicia was Ricardo - the man who had almost forced himself on her fifteen minutes ago. Manny sat in the driver's seat, nude from the waist down, laughing at Ricardo.

"You had the balls to try and force yourself on this lady right here. Then you have the balls to come up and try to apologize to ME for what you did to HER? I should kick your ass again, motherfucker!"

Manny wasn't as angry at Ricardo as he was earlier. This had a lot to do with the fact that he had just had sex and shot his load on Alicia. He was feeling a lot better now.

"You're lucky I'm in a good mood right now. I just got to fuck the finest pussy this side of town, you asshole. That's the only reason I'm not putting my pants back on and kicking your ass. Got it?"

Quivering and stuttering, Ricardo responded, "Y-Y-Yes, Manny. I-I understand."

"Now I have to figure out what to do with you. We can't ignore the fact that you're here, can we?"

Manny thought about the situation for a moment. Alicia had no idea what to do. She was frozen in fear. The idea of someone catching her in the act (or after the act, in this case) excited her. She thought she would love it if it happened - but she didn't. It could have been anyone that approached the car, but it had to be Ricardo. Then Manny had an idea.

"Look, I know you've been lusting after Alicia all day and you want nothing but to get inside her, don't you? But that isn't going to happen, but I'm not just going to let you go away empty handed. Take your dick out."

Ricardo wasn't sure what Manny had in mind - and neither did Alicia. She watched as Ricardo fumbled with his zipper and saw him pull out his cock through his pants.

"Tell ya what, it's your lucky day. You don't get to fuck her, but you can cum on her face. Alicia, get down."

Manny's tone startled Alicia, but she did what she was told. She slouched down in the passenger seat and pulled her hair back, holding it with her right hand. Ricardo wasn't sure if this was a game or if Manny's offer as real.

"Come on, what are you waiting for? Are you really going to pass up the opportunity to dump your load on this girl's face? Jerk off on her!"

Ricardo put one hand on his cock and used his other to open the car door. He stepped forward so that he could aim at Alicia's waiting face. She looked over toward Manny, who nodded his head and assured her, "Don't worry, doll. It's not a big deal. Maybe now he'll leave you alone."

All she could do was force a smile. Was Manny right? He had been right about everything else today. Maybe if she laid there and let Ricardo cum on her face he would "get it out of his system" and she wouldn't have to worry about him creeping on her anymore.

Then she thought of something else. "Maybe I'm lucky," she thought. "I didn't have to fuck him like the other girls in this town have." That realization made her feel better than what Manny had just told her. Sure, he was going to cum on her, but she felt like she still was able to hang on to some shred of dignity in this situation.

Ricardo pumped faster and faster as he looked down at Alicia's semen soaked face and her young, nude body lying in the passenger seat of Manny's car. He felt himself get closer and closer. Watching Manny's cum slowly drip down her face was bringing him closer to climax.

"Ahh! Fuck!" he grunted, pointing his cock toward Alicia. She moved closer to him to make sure he got his entire load on her. Jet after jet of warm, thick cum splattered against Alicia's waiting face, adding to what Manny had already done earlier.

"Shit...that was amazing," he said, slowly pulling his pants back up. Alicia lay there soaked in two loads. Manny grabbed his cell phone and aimed it in Alicia's direction.

"Everybody wants my picture lately," she thought. She realized that bar customers have probably seen her polaroid from last Friday night; Tommy took nude photos of her Saturday morning; his gamer buddies saw her with cum on her face Sunday morning; his buddies took pictures of her being gangbanged and drinking cum; his uncle took photos of her after he fucked her; Ricardo took several of her today; and Manny had just snapped a few pictures of her wet face.

"So many people own naked pictures of me," she thought. "Fuck. Yes." The thought of people, even strangers, seeing her nude or in the middle of (or after) some sex act turned her on. At this time, Ricardo was nowhere to be seen. He had came on her and left without another word. That was fine with her - she didn't want to see him again anyway.

Once Manny had his pictures, an idea came to Alicia - why not take a few of her own? She found her phone in the floor board of Manny's car. She picked it up and aimed the camera at her face and smiled. She liked the picture, but wanted to take a few more. She stuck her tongue out and snapped a few more - even getting some from the side.

She scrolled through her contact list and clicked on "Tommy Harris" and hit "Send."

Alicia started laughing and giggling.

"What's so funny?" Manny asked.

"I just sent pictures of my face to my boyfriend!" she said excitedly.

"Oh boy, bet he's going to love those. He's lucky to have a slut like you around."

"Yes he is," she said proudly.

She quickly got a text back.

Tommy: Holy fuck babe! What happened???

Alicia: Two guys just came on my face outside the bar! I'm a mess!

Tommy: That is fucking hot!! I'm going to show Rolan!

Alicia: OK! Tell him I'll be home soon so he can fuck me!

Tommy: Will do! I'll be there to pick you up shortly!

Alicia: OK babe!

"Do you have anything for my face?" she asked Manny.

"Yeah, let me...look...here. Use this cloth," he replied.

She used a cloth Manny pulled from the back seat to wipe her face off. She inspected herself in the mirror to make sure that she got everything. Once her face was spotless, she grabbed her clothes and started to get dressed.

Getting dressed in the passenger seat of Manny's car was tougher than it was to get undressed. After some wiggling, she managed to get her clothes back on, but Manny couldn't help but laugh at her while she struggled.

"Alright, you ready?" he asked.

"For...what?" she asked.

"Don't tell me you forgot."

"Oh shit. Yes. I did. Everything happened and I forgot we're supposed to talk to my dad. I'm sorry."

"You cool? I think we need to do this."

"Yeah, I'm fine I guess. Let's go."

The two got out of Manny's car and began walking back toward the bar. Inside, Alicia looked around to see if there was any trace of Nikki, Shannon, or Stacy. She didn't see them or the crowd that had formed around them. The bar looked empty.

She followed Manny to her father's office. He knocked on the door, then let himself in.

David had just put down a bottle of scotch as he saw Manny walk through the door, with Alicia nervously hiding behind him.

"Wh-what's this?" he asked.

"Look Dave, we gotta talk," Manny answered.

"What's there to talk about? There's nothing we need to discuss. I kicked everyone out. I'm not having that shit in my bar!" he shouted, slamming his fist on his desk.

This startled Alicia.

"You did what? Dave, you have that shit in here on Friday nights. What's the big deal?"

Dave took another swig of scotch before he gave Manny his answer.

"Because I'm a piece of shit, Manny...that's why. I have gangbangs at my bar and I stopped one today. I stopped it...because I couldn't make money off of it. Why...should I let this continue...if I'm not going to see anything from it? Huh? That's why I'm a piece of shit..."

"Dave..."

"No, Manny. I am. I prostituted my own daughter last weekend. Just like I prostitute other women for the money of...strangers. This is how I keep the lights on and the bills paid. I use women. I'm no better than those dirty pimps down on South Harrison..."

Dave was visibly drunk. Alicia had seen him like this before. This was the same state he was in Friday night after her gangbang. His drinking had gotten significantly worse and as angry as she was at him - she was worried.

Manny was speechless. Technically, what his friend was saying was true, but he didn't want to admit it to him. That would be like kicking him when he's down. The two haven't seen eye-to-eye lately, but he didn't want Dave to go through this.

"Alicia, did you have something to say to your father?" Manny asked.

She wanted to be anywhere but there at that moment. You could cut the tension in the room with a knife. The anxiety of the situation was making her sick to her stomach.

"I...uh...daddy..."

"C'mon, Alicia, spit it out," Manny barked.

"I...I'm sorry...about...everything. I really am."

Dave started laughing, but his joy wasn't shared by Manny and his daughter. In fact, it made them uncomfortable. They weren't sure why he found humor in all this.

"You're sorry? For everything? I'm the one who's sorry! I put you up to this! I'm the one who made you this way!"

Manny gestured with his hand to Dave to lower the tone of his voice. Alicia looked as if she wanted to cry.

"Calm down, Dave. She's trying to apologize. She's trying to make this right. You two don't need to be fighting this way. She's all you got and you're all she's got. Hash this out for fuck's sake."

Dave nodded at Alicia to continue to speaking.

"You didn't...turn me into what I am. This is who I want to be. I agreed to do the party last Friday because I know we needed the money and..." her voice trailed off. Manny and Dave waited to hear the rest of what she had to say.

"...I wanted to do it, because...I can't do this. I can't talk about this. This is crazy!"

She picked up her phone and started to dial Tommy's number. Manny put his hand over hers and took the phone away from her.

"Finish what you have to say. You want this to get better, right? Do you want to keep fighting with your father? Now, out with it. Let's go."

Alicia locked eyes with her father. His disheveled face was full of sadness and regret. Instead of being mad at him - she felt sorry for him. Doing the gangbang last Friday had changed both of their lives. It was a sexual awakening for Alicia, which made her feel alive for the first time - but it had turned Dave into a slobbering drunk.

"Daddy...I wanted to do it, because...the idea...turned me on. There. I said it."

Dave's eyes widened. He wasn't ready for that. He figured that she was turned on by having sex with strange men, but he wasn't ready to hear her say it.

Manny nodded, telling her to continue.

"When you said you have these kinds of parties, I got really turned on I guess. I really wanted to do it. My life was pretty boring. It was the same old thing with Peter. Day after day. I'd go over to his place or he'd come over to mine and we'd hang out. We acted more like friends...than boyfriend and girlfriend. It was boring...I wanted a change. I'm sorry, daddy."

"See? That wasn't so hard. Now, Dave, what do you have to say?"

The two waited for Dave's response. He looked at Manny, then over at Alicia.

"Alicia...I'm sorry too. I shouldn't have asked you to do it. I...know you..." what he had to say next pained him, "...liked it. I'm just...afraid of you leaving me."

Manny and Alicia were taken back by what he said. It even surprised Dave. Maybe it was the alcohol that loosened him up to admit something that he thought he'd never say sober.

"Daddy...why would you worry about that?"

"Because...your mother did the same types of things you're doing...and she left me."

"Oh, no...I'd never leave you, daddy. I promise! I may do some of the same things she did, but I still love you and I don't want to leave you!"

Alicia's words were bittersweet to Dave. On the one hand, he felt relief knowing that she didn't want to leave him, but on the other, she admitted to acting like her mother.

"I love you too, angel," was all he could muster for a response.

Alicia smiled at him. Her nerves weren't getting the best of her anymore. She walked out from behind Manny and over to her father. She knelt down and gave him a big, warm hug.

"You're the best, daddy," she said, picking up the bottle of scotch behind his back and putting it out of sight.

Dave started sobbing into her shoulder. Manny stepped outside the office, giving the two a private moment together.

"Hey...there, there...it's going to be OK, daddy."

Outside Dave's office, Manny walked over to the bar and made himself a drink. Ricardo walked in with a black duffel bag over his shoulder with his equipment in it.

Ricardo felt obligated to say something to Manny. He couldn't leave without saying anything.

"Hey...uh...thanks," Ricardo said.

"For?" Manny asked, taking a shot of whiskey.

"For...not kicking my ass anymore and...for letting me do that...to Alicia."

Manny couldn't help but laugh. Ricardo had a way of making women sleep with him - Manny knew this. Ricardo would trick women into having sex with him with promises of a bright future in the modeling industry. Manny knew the game that he played and he respected it. Manny's played games with women before too. What made Manny laugh was seeing someone with Ricardo's history, come completely undone over one girl - Alicia. Out of the countless women Ricardo's tricked into fucking, Alicia was the only one Manny had seen that made him nervous.

"Yeah man, you're welcome," he replied, shaking his head.

Ricardo stood there, expecting Manny to say more. When he didn't hear anything else, he said, "I'll see you later I guess. Bye, Manny."

"You know something?" Manny asked. Ricardo stopped. "She's out of your league, man."

Ricardo knew he was right. What brought him more shame was knowing that Manny knew it.

"She's a slut. No doubt about that, but she's better than the run of the mill sluts you've banged. You only got to cum on her face when I was done with her. You'll never fuck a girl like that. A girl who is that big of a slut, who looks all innocent and sweet...comes around once in a lifetime. Now get the fuck out of here..."

Ricardo put his head down and walked out of the bar. He carried his drink with him as he walked back toward Dave's office. Again, he knocked and let himself in.

Alicia pulled away from her father, letting him compose himself. Dave had finished sobbing and seemed to be in better spirits.

"You two make up?" Manny joked.

Alicia smiled and said, "Yes, we did! Thank you, Manny."

"So Dave, about this Friday. Who do you have lined up?"

"Do you need someone again, daddy?" she asked. "I'll do it again if you need someone."

Dave shook his head. She was kind of disappointed. He seemed more accepting of her lifestyle now, but doing another bar party was something she really wanted to do.

"I've got someone already," he replied.

"Yeah? Who do you have?"

"Nikki."

Alicia and her father had just patched things up, but she felt herself getting angry at him again. If he was so accepting of what she was doing, why would he choose someone else over her? If anyone should help her father with the bar, she felt it should be her.

"Nikki?" Manny and Alicia asked in unison.

"Yeah. I asked her before I kicked everyone out. She said she'd do it."

"Wh-why are you having her do it?" Alicia asked.

"Sweetie...I feel a little better about what you're doing now, but...I couldn't ask you again. Nikki's never done anything like this before and she was excited about it when I asked her. She said she wanted her picture on the wall next to yours..."

"Well Dave, I gotta say, I wasn't expecting that. I'll be here though."

"But..she's your niece? That's fucked..."

"He fucks her all the time. She stays at his place and Manny gets her anytime he wants. It's not a big deal, daddy," she answered for Manny.

Feeling like she summed everything up pretty well, Manny had nothing else to say.

"OK, whatever. I'll get your money Friday night."

Just then, Alicia heard honking outside. The three of them walked out of the office to see who it was.

It was Tommy. He was there to pick Alicia up.

"Can't believe you're dating that kid," Dave spat.

"Oh daddy, he's nice to me," she said, giving him a hug. "I have to go though."

"Yeah, I'm going to take your father home. You go with him," Manny said.

"Thanks!" she chirped, giving Manny a hug as well.

"Bye guys!" she said, before walking outside.

While the two stood there, watching her get into Tommy's car, Dave couldn't help but notice something else - the way Manny was looking at her.

"Quit staring at her ass, Manny," Dave barked.

Tommy turned down the radio inside his car and asked, "So...how did today go?"

Alicia smiled at him, "Oh baby, it was nuts!"

"Tell me all about it."

"Well, it started with us taking pictures. It was like bikinis and stuff. I looked fine, but the other girls were wearing some really slutty stuff."

"You didn't look like a slut?"

"I'm getting to that!" she playfully punched him in the shoulder. "After a few shoots, I had to model this small top and a thong bikini bottom. There was a huge crowd around us too, so everyone saw my ass and my tits falling out of my top," she laughed.

"And?"

"And...I took my top off, but only because Nikki did it!"

"Who's Nikki?"

"Oh, Manny's niece."

"Who's Manny?"

"Uh...one of the guys from the gangbang at the bar. Anyway, she did it, so I decided to do it. Then they wanted us to change into our last outfits, but there was nothing in the bag, so..."

"So?"

"...we had to pose naked. I was embarrassed at first, but the other girls had basically shown everything to the guys anyway, so I decided 'what the hell?' and I did it too."

"You slut! I knew it," he laughed.

"Yeah, your girl is a big slut. After I was naked, I walked out of the back room and guys were grabbing my tits and my ass. One tried to finger, but I didn't let him. Then things got crazy..."

"What happened?"

"Well...we were outside and we were all naked and after our shoots, two of the girls were blowing some guys and Nikki was getting fucked by another guy!"

"Did you get in on the action too?"

"Me? No! That was out of control. I don't mind you and your buddies gangbanging me, but I wasn't going to do that. I could have gotten hurt!"

"So what's next?"

"I had to get out of there, so I got the photographer to help me get past the mob. Then..."

She was excited talking to Tommy about her sexual exploits. It was the first time she had messed around behind his back, even if he was okay with it, but the next part of her story made her nervous.

"C'mon, don't stop now," Tommy said.

She sighed and continued her story.

"Then...the photographer got me in the back room and...he tried to make me blow him."

"Why didn't you?"

"Because! I didn't want him to force me. I didn't want to do it. He's gross and he's creepy. He called me a whore and a slut..."

"But you are a slut, baby..."

"I know, but...not THAT kind of slut who just fucks anybody and everybody - like the kind of women he's used to I guess. Anyway, I didn't want to suck him, OK? Manny showed up and stopped him."

"I'm confused. You didn't blow him? How did you wind up with cum on your face then?"

"I'm getting to it! Jeez. Anyway, Manny and I left the bar and we talked in his car for a little bit. After a while, he told me he wanted to fuck me, so I let him. I took my clothes off, sucked him off, and let him fuck me inside his car."

"You were totally naked? Ha! That's awesome!"

She was starting to get more comfortable after having to talk about what happened with Ricardo.

"Yeah, he fucked me pretty good. Then he came on my face. I could tell someone was outside the car listening to us, so I rolled down the window...and it was Ricardo. Manny told him he couldn't fuck me and made fun of him."




After Hours Alicia Ch. 12



"Serves him right. Dirty asshole," Tommy spat.

"But...he did let him cum on my face."

"No wonder there was so much cum! At least you didn't have to fuck him, baby."

"Yeah, I was happy about that," she laughed. "Letting him cum on me was okay, as long as he stays away from me. Hey, we missed the turn..."

Alicia noticed that Tommy was taking a different street than the one they take to go to his place.

"Where are we going?"

Tommy looked at her and laughed, "Bargain Mart."



After Hours Alicia Ch. 13



WEDNESDAY (at Bargain Mart)

"I hate this place," Peter mumbled, as he stocked cans of soup.

Peter used to love his job at Bargain Mart. He would show up early or work late and take on extra duties just to help out - but not anymore. Since Sunday morning when Alicia broke up with him, he had already missed two days of work and he had shown up late every day this week. To anyone who paid attention to him, Peter had given up.

He had slumped into a depression since the break-up. Not only was Peter slacking off at work, but he was also neglecting duties at home. His mother seemed to be the only one who noticed his change in behavior.

His mother regularly checked on him to make sure he was doing alright. Peter would stay in his room all day, only leaving the house to go to work. She was concerned about him. She quickly grew to despise Alicia - who she blamed for Peter's current state. Every day since Sunday, she contemplated picking up the phone, calling Alicia, and cursing her out

Since Peter kept to himself, he hadn't discussed the details of the split with her. The only details she had were the things that were shouted by Peter in his room that morning. She knew that Alicia had fooled around on Peter and it made her angry. How could she do this to her poor son?

Peter took a deep sigh and put the last can on the shelves. His manager, Derek, approached him - startling him. Derek was someone who was impossibly optimistic. His attitude had rubbed off on Peter, but now it seemed to do nothing but annoy him.

"Hey Peter! How ya doin'? The shelves look great!" he chirped.

"Yeah...thanks," Peter mumbled.

"Say, I could really use your help, buckaroo. See, we're short staffed this weekend and I was wondering if..."

Peter cut him off, "No. I can't come in. I have something I'm doing."

"Oh...well, uh...nevermind then. I was...going to tell you that we let Gladys go this morning so we needed someone to..."

"Yeah, I can't do it," he repeated, cutting him off again.

"Alrighty tighty, I'll find someone else, Peter. No problem. Keep up the good work," Derek said, patting Peter on the back before walking away.

"Fucking asshole," Peter said, under his breath.

Meanwhile in Tommy's car, Alicia was upset that Tommy was driving to Bargain Mart.

"Why are you going there?" she asked.

Tommy chuckled, "Because I need some things. It's OK."

"No, it's not OK. You know Peter works there!"

"Yeah, so?"

She folded her arms and pouted, "You're doing it to start trouble. I've had enough trouble today. I don't want anymore."

"I'm not starting anything, babe. Chill out, alright? Look, you don't even have to get out of the car. You can stay in here, while I go inside and get what I need. OK?"

"Fine," was Alicia's response.

The rest of the car ride to Bargain Mart was quiet. This was the first time that Tommy and Alicia had had problems since they started dating Sunday night. Alicia didn't think it was a fight, but it definitely was their first disagreement. She wasn't quite sure if she believed what Tommy had to say. After all, some of his friends sent pictures from her gangbang Sunday night to Peter to torture him. Maybe he did come for some groceries, but maybe he also wanted to mess with Peter?

Tommy pulled up to Bargain Mart. He parked along the side of the building.

"Last chance. You coming in?"

Alicia looked at him and sighed, "No...I'm staying here."

"Fine. Suit yourself. Need anything?"

She didn't answer him. Tommy shrugged his shoulders and shut the car door.

Peter looked at the clock and found some relief - it was five minutes until his break. He couldn't wait. He finished unloading the last box of laundry detergent on to the shelves and walked into the back of the store.

"Fuck," he said quietly.

It was his co-workers, Marty and Lewis. He never liked them, even when he loved his job. Marty and Lewis were inseparable. They were always together, no matter what they did. They were both around his age. This meant that they went to high school with Peter.

They picked on him at school and at Bargain Mart. "Peter Peter Pecker-Eater" was one of the thousands of different childish nicknames the two came up with for him.

Marty had short black hair, which he styled with entirely too much gel. He was short, around 5'7", and lean. Lewis was almost identical to Marty, except that he had brown hair and was slightly taller.

"Hey Petey, what's up? Don't you have work to do?" Lewis teased.

"I'm not in the mood guys. I'm going on my break," he replied.

The two stopped him, so he couldn't walk passed them.

"Easy, Petey, don't get your panties in a bunch. We're just having fun with you. Come on, where's your sense of humor?" Marty asked sarcastically.

Peter didn't humor them with a response and instead pushed passed them. As he walked to the break room, he could hear them laughing at him.

In the car, Alicia waited for Tommy to come back. She was flipping through the stations on the radio trying to find something to listen to to distract her from where she was. She felt almost as uncomfortable as she felt earlier with Ricardo. This was too much for her to deal with in one day.

When she found a heavy metal song that she liked, so she turned it up, put her seat back, and closed her eyes.

Peter normally ate his lunch inside, but he had started taking his breaks outside lately. He didn't want to be inside any longer than he had to now. He grabbed his lunch out of the refrigerator and stepped outside.

He opened his bag and pulled out a sandwich, an apple, and a bottle of water. It was a pitiful excuse for a lunch and he knew it. He wasn't going to get full from eating it, but his food was the last thing on his mind. He didn't care what he ate, as long as he got away from the store for a few moments.

As he started eating, he saw the back door fly open - it was Marty and Lewis again.

Peter sighed and rolled his eyes.

"Hey buddy, we thought we'd take our breaks with you! How do you like that?" Lewis laughed.

The two sat on either side of Peter on the bench he was sitting on.

"What do you have there? Mommy make ya a lunch?" Marty teased.

Peter remained quiet. His way of dealing with this situation was to ignore them and hope they would go away.

It wasn't working.

Lewis grabbed Peter's bottle of water, while Marty grabbed his apple.

"I'm hungry," Marty said. "I'm thirsty," replied Lewis.

That was it. Peter had had enough of their games.

"Hey!" Peter shouted. "Give me my lunch back!"

The commotion had caught Alicia's attention. She didn't have the music up too loud, because she didn't want to be rude. She heard someone shouting in the distance and turned to see who it was - it was Peter. She was afraid that she would see him.

Despite not wanting to see Peter, she couldn't look away. She wanted to know why he was yelling without actually talking to him.

She saw two guys sitting next to him. She recognized who they were. Alicia disliked Marty and Lewis almost as much as Peter did.

In high school, they always teased her asking her why she was with Peter, when she could be with one of them? She always brushed them off and did the same thing Peter tried to do - ignore them.

"If you guys don't stop, I'm going to tell Derek!" Peter ordered.

"Oooh, Peter's gonna tell Derek. We're so cared," Marty said.

"He won't do anything. My dad plays golf with him, loser," Lewis laughed.

Peter decided to let them have his lunch. He got up and tried to walk away from them. Instead of letting him pass like they did earlier, they blocked him and started pushing him.

Alicia watched as their teasing went from being verbal to physical. She felt bad for cheating on him; she felt bad for him seeing pictures of her from Sunday night; and she felt bad for Peter being picked on. Even though Peter had been less than understanding about her and her life choices, there was still a soft spot in her heart for Peter. She hated seeing him get picked on.

She wondered what she should do. Should I go yell at them and tell them to stop? Or should I just stay in the car and pretend I didn't see anything? Maybe turn the music up higher and ignore what's going on?

Her conscience was getting the best of her. Alicia opened the passenger door and got out of the car. She walked toward Peter, Marty, and Lewis.

Peter's tormenters saw her before he did.

"Hey Leesh," Lewis said. "Lookin' good," Marty replied.

Peter turned around and stood there in shock. He couldn't believe that she was there. "What is she doing here?" he thought. It seemed like Peter's day had gone from bad to worse.

"Shut up," Alicia spat. "Leave him alone."

This took Peter completely by surprise. Why is she defending me? The same girl who broke his heart last weekend is standing up for him today. He couldn't understand why this was happening.

"Leave him alone? C'mon. We're just having some fun with him. We're friends, right, Petey?" Marty asked.

Again - Peter didn't say anything. He couldn't take his eyes off Alicia and she couldn't take her eyes off of him.

"You guys aren't friends. You've picked on him since high school. You're just two losers who have nothing better to do than pick on him. Grow the fuck up and leave him alone!"

Marty and Lewis looked at each other and burst into laughter.

"Or what?" Lewis asked.

She wasn't ready for that. Physically, she couldn't do anything to force them to stop bullying Peter. If she tried to fight them, it wouldn't end well for her. She wasn't sure what she could do to get them to stop picking on him.

"You...you just should, ok? Just stop it. Fun's over," she said.

Alicia's voice was met with laughter once again. Marty and Lewis knew she couldn't do anything to stop them and they found it hilarious. No one could stop them from teasing Peter - not Alicia, not their boss, not even Peter himself.

She was getting angrier with them by the minute. She got the guts to get out of Tommy's car and stand up for someone she didn't want to see ever again and now she's been made to look like a fool.

While the two kept laughing and shoving Peter, Alicia balled up her fists and clinched her teeth. Then she had an idea.

She looked around and saw that the back part of the building where Tommy had parked was deserted. Besides Tommy's car, Alicia, Peter, Marty, and Lewis - there was not another soul to be found.

Alicia prepared herself for what she was about to do. She took a deep breath and found her courage.

"I...I have a proposition for the two of you," she said in a shaky voice.

Marty and Lewis stopped pushing Peter and turned to her.

"Oh really? What's that, Leesh?" Lewis asked.

She didn't want to say what she was about to say. Peter had judged her for how she decided to live her life and went out of his way to make her look like nothing more than a common tramp. Why should she defend him? She should leave him there to get bullied to teach him a lesson - but she couldn't.

"If you two promise to leave him alone and never pick on him again...you can..." she gulped.

"...fuck me."

Their eyes lit up and they started high fiving each other.

"Are you for real? You'll fuck us? Right here? If we promise to leave Peter Puffer alone?" Marty asked, still a little unsure whether she was serious or not.

"Yes," she said.

"Alright! Let's do this. Marty, let's tag team this bitch," Lewis cheered.

"Fuckin' right man!" his friend replied.

Alicia locked eyes once again with Peter as she started to undress. She didn't say it, but her eyes told the whole story - "I'm sorry."

She slid her shorts down her legs and stepped out of them. Marty and Lewis weren't getting undressed. They unbuckled their pants and unzipped their flies. Instead, they wanted to watch her take her clothes off.

"All the way. C 'mon, bitch," Marty spat.

Alicia bit her lip, holding back a nasty remark. She put her thumbs in the waist band of her panties and slid them down her creamy white thighs. Standing in front of Marty, Lewis, and her ex-boyfriend, naked from the waist down behind Bargain Mart in broad daylight both embarrassed her and excited her.

She grabbed the bottom of her shirt and pulled it up, over her head and laid it down on the concrete on top of her shorts and panties. She put her hands behind her back and unclasped her bra. After removing it, her large, soft tits sprang free.

Without a stich of clothing on, Alicia asked, "So are you two going to stand there all day or are you going to fuck me? Let's get this over with."

The two moved in on her and started groping her. Peter looked sick, standing there, watching his tormenters fondling the only woman he ever loved.

Alicia dropped to her knees. She made sure to kneel down on her clothes so that she didn't have to bare the feeling of the scorching hot concrete beneath her. She decided it would be best to keep her shoes on.

She pulled down Lewis' pants and boxers, grabbed his already hard cock, and put it inside her mouth. With her other hand, she reached behind her and put it around Marty's.

"Duuuude...this is fucking awesome," Lewis moaned.

"Fuck yeah it is. Hey Petey, your girl gives a mean handjob! Haha!"

Alicia took Lewis' cock out of her mouth, looked up at them, and said, "We're not together anymore," then went back to sucking.

A few minutes went by. To Marty and Lewis the time had flown by. To Peter, it seemed like each second was eternity. Despite how repulsed he was at what was happening, he couldn't look away. He watched Alicia suck and tug at Marty and Lewis' cocks a few yards in front of him.

"Hey, this parking lot is too hot. Go get that a comforter from the back and bring it out here," Lewis said.

Peter was in a trance at what was happening and didn't know that he was being talked to.

"Petey? Go get the comforter. This parking lot is hot as shit!"

He looked at Alicia, who only nodded to him. He put his head down and walked back inside to get the comforter.

While he was gone, Marty and Lewis wanted to find out more about Alicia.

"So baby, are you single now or what?" Lewis probed.

"No, I have a boyfriend. He's in the store right now," she answered.

"Wait. You got a boyfriend and you're giving your pussy to us?" Marty asked.

"Yes. He doesn't care if I fuck other guys."

"He doesn't care that you're a slut? Haha! The perfect woman!" Lewis laughed.

Alicia took that as a compliment. She felt that Tommy was a lucky guy. Alicia would do anything for him, but she felt lucky too. Tommy accepted her for who she was and didn't judge her for acting on her urges.

"He's fine with me being a slut," she said in a dead serious tone.

Peter opened the back door. Marty and Lewis cheered, while Alicia still had one of their cocks in her mouth and her hand on the other. Peter had got a comforter.

Peter walked over to the three of them and laid it on the ground.

"Thanks, Petey," Marty laughed punching him in the shoulder.

Alicia stopped what she was doing. She stood up and walked over to the comforter. She loved sucking cock and enjoyed the taste of cum, but she wanted to get this over with. Instead of dropping to her knees again, she got on all fours and stuck her ass in the air - the same way she had done to Tommy Saturday morning when he blackmailed her into fucking him. It was also the same way she presented herself to Tommy's uncle Monday morning.

"She's ready, bro, I'm going first," Marty announced.

"Fuck, dude! Oh well, at least she's going to blow me," Lewis replied.

Marty moved in behind Alicia and guided his cock into her pussy. He knew that Alicia was only doing this to save Peter's ass, but Marty was surprised at how wet she was.

"This bitch is soaking, dude. She's totally into this!" he shouted. Lewis met his words with laughter as Alicia kept sucking his cock.

Marty didn't waste any time fucking her. Instead of taking it slow, Marty plowed into her repeatedly. Her soft, full breasts bounced wildly beneath her with every thrust.

The only sounds that could be heard behind Bargain Mart were birds chirping, two men groaning, and bodies slapping. The one sound that couldn't be heard were Alicia's soft moans. The only person who could tell she was moaning was Lewis, who felt the reverberation on his cock while she had it in her mouth.

"Hey man...where are you gonna cum?" Lewis asked his friend.

"Du-dunno...thought about on her face...maybe those big 'ol titties...not sure," Marty answered.

Alicia took Lewis all the way into the back of her throat, showing off her lack of a gag reflex.

"Oohhh fuck! She can take it all the way in her mouth! I'm in love!" Lewis moaned.

"I'm going to cum in her mouth...I've decided..." Marty said, pounding into Alicia.

"Great fucking...idea, dude...she's going to drink both of our loads. Can you handle that bitch?"

Once again, she took Lewis' cock out of her mouth to answer, "Yes. I've drank cum before..."

"Oh really? Haha! How much?"

"This past Sunday? Eleven loads," she answered, somewhat proud of herself.

After saying it, she went back to sucking Lewis' cock and saw Peter out of the corner of her eye. She immediately regretted saying that. She remembered how much pain the pictures from her second gangbang brought him.

She couldn't worry about Peter's feelings though, she needed to hurry up and finish these boys off as quickly as she could.

"You done yet man? Don't hog the pussy," Lewis said.

"Hey man, I ain't done yet. Wait your turn," Marty spat.

"Dude, you've been fucking her for like five minutes now. I...love getting head as much as the next...guy, but if she keeps this up, I'm going to cum without having fucked her."

Their squabble gave Alicia an idea.

She pulled Lewis out of her mouth and detached herself from Marty's cock. 

"What the fuck?" the two of them asked. "What are you doing, bitch?"

She stood up, put her hands on her hips, and told them her idea, "Look, Marty doesn't want to stop fucking me and Lewis wants a turn, so why don't you both fuck me at the same time?"

They looked at each other in disbelief.

"You mean..."

"Yes. One of you in my pussy and one of you in my ass. When you're done, pull me off you and you two can cum in my mouth. Deal?"

"Deal!" they said in unison.

Lewis laid down on the comforter and pointed his dick in the air. Alicia straddled him and spit on two of her fingers. She took her fingers and used to lubricate her asshole, before sitting down and guiding Lewis' cock inside her.

Once Lewis was inside her ass, she laid back and opened her legs as wide as she could. She looked at Marty and cooed, "Come and get it, asshole."

Marty wasted no time in getting back inside her pussy. Peter couldn't help but watch his ex-girlfriend being double penetrated in the parking lot behind his job.

Alicia loved the feeling of having two dicks inside her. It was a sensation she fell in love with Sunday night and desperately wanted to try again. Even though she was being double fucked by two of the most annoying boys on the planet in front of Peter - she didn't care. All of her worries were quickly being ignored and the only thing she concerned herself with was enjoying herself. She had tried hard not to show Marty or Lewis that she was enjoying it, but that façade was soon fading away.

"Oh! Oh! Oh! Fuuuuck!" she shouted.

Marty, Lewis, and Peter's lit up. That shocked them. To Marty and Lewis, it was a welcome surprise. To Peter, it was additional torment. He didn't want her to fuck them. He especially didn't want her to fuck them and enjoy it.

"You like that you dirty fucking bitch?" Lewis teased. "You like being used by us?"

"Yes! Oh fuck yes! Use me! Fuck my ass! Fuck my pretty little pussy! I'm...a fucking slut!"





After Hours Alicia Ch. 13



Alicia continued to moan and encourage them to fuck her faster and harder. Marty reached forward and grabbed both of her pillowy tits and sucked and pulled on each of them.

"Suck my titties!" she begged. "Oooh yes!"

"Are we fucking you better than Petey?" Lewis laughed.

"Way better! Oh this feels so good!"

If she wasn't too caught up in the moment, she would have regretted saying that, but she wasn't thinking with her brain anymore - her body had taken over.

Peter's tormenters continued to double penetrate Alicia. Her tits bounced wildly with each slam into her ass and pussy. She had thrown her head back and let the two have their way with her.

As the pace kept up, Alicia climaxed - which surprised her. Marty and Lewis had made her cum. Two guys that she hated in high school were now both inside of her and brought her to orgasm.

"I'm...I'm going to cum. Get off me bitch," Lewis yelled.

Alicia pulled herself off of Lewis' cock and Marty stepped back, exiting her pussy. She knelt down on the comforter while the two took positions on either side of her.

Without thinking she put Lewis' cock in her mouth and began sucking it. She took it out and sucked Marty's.

With her mouth wide open and her tongue hanging out, she waited for them to cum inside her mouth.

Lewis grunted loudly and pumped jet after jet of thick, warm cum into her waiting mouth. Marty was next. Marty's load was substantially larger than Lewis' - filling her mouth almost to the brim.

Alicia sat there, with two loads of cum in her mouth. She decided to gargle it like mouth wash for the boys, who enjoyed it immensely. The only person who didn't enjoy it was Peter. The scene reminded him of the second picture message he got Sunday night where Alicia had eleven loads of cum in her mouth.

She gulped twice and swallowed both of their loads.

"Thanks boys," she cooed.

"Thank you!" the two said, with smiles on their faces.

The three of them shared a laugh, ignoring Peter completely. Marty and Lewis put their pants and boxers back on and walked back inside. Lewis went in, but Marty held the door open, calling out to Peter.

"Petey, Alicia's got some prime pussy bro. She just bought you a truce. We won't pick on ya anymore," he chuckled, before shutting the door and going inside.

Now it was just Peter and Alicia. Peter's presence couldn't be ignored any longer. The gravity of her actions slowly started to set in. She not only fucked the two guys Peter hated the most, but she visibly enjoyed herself. Alicia also sucked Lewis' cock after it had been in her ass - that was something she would have never thought of doing. She wasn't thinking and was caught up in the moment. The thought of it didn't repulse her anymore.

She slowly got up and grabbed her clothes. While she was getting dressed, she looked at Peter. He looked like he wanted to cry or kick someone's ass. She knew he wasn't capable of kicking anyone's ass, so she thought he was more likely to cry.

She felt bad for him for watching what just happened, but she felt justified in her actions, because she did it for him.

"You know I did that for you, right?"

Peter found his composure and answered, "Y-Yeah? Looked like you were doing it for yourself! Looked like you enjoyed it!"

He was right. There was no denying it. Her moaning, her vulgar words of encouragement - there was no mistaking the fact that she enjoyed herself.

"Yeah, I did. I mean, I just really like sex I guess."

"I can't believe you did It and right in front of me!"

"You didn't have to stand around and watch, you know?"

She was right. He didn't - but he did. Peter had no response to that. Alicia finished getting dressed.

"Goodbye, Peter," she said coldly as she walked back to Tommy's car.

"Where are you going?" he asked.

"Uh...to my boyfriend's car?"

"Who are you with now?"

She turned around and answered him, "Tommy. I'm with Tommy now."

As if what happened today hadn't hurt Peter enough, hearing that she was dating Tommy Harris was like adding salt to an open wound. She shook her head and walked away.

Peter looked down at the dirty purple comforter which was now spotted with traces of cum and other bodily fluids. He rolled it up and threw it in the dumpster.

Inside Tommy's car, she checked herself out in the mirror, looking for any traces of cum on her face. Tommy wouldn't care if she fucked someone, but she thought he would definitely have a problem with her doing it to help out Peter.

After she was done checking herself, she saw that Tommy was back.

"Hey babe. Figured you were having a rough day, so I got you a Big Gulp. Thought you would be thirsty after waiting in the car all this time."

She laughed at the irony of the situation.

"Thank you baby," she said and took the cup. "I was thirsty."



After Hours Alicia Ch. 14



¬THURSDAY (morning)

Tommy was sound asleep. He lay shirtless, in his boxers, in the bed that he shared with Alicia. While he slept, Alicia stood in the living room, peering out the large windows. The vertical blinds were shut, but she spread two of them apart to look outside. Still completely nude, Alicia watched people get into their cars and drive to work.

As she stared outside, she wondered if anyone would look up and see her. Her face, the sides of her large breasts, and her bush would be visible to anyone who thought to look in her direction - and she didn't care.

Most girls find themselves struggling with their body image as they frantically try to maintain the current beauty "standard." Alicia didn't care about any of that. She was perfectly happy with her body and loved showing it off to Tommy and Rolan on a daily basis. She even loved showing it off at the bar yesterday, before things got out of hand.

While she stayed at Tommy's, she never had the urge to put clothes on. Tommy and Rolan loved the sight of her naked body and enjoyed seeing it on a daily basis almost as much as Alicia loved displaying it. The image was something Tommy and Rolan welcomed, but they also got to fuck her whenever they wanted. The living arrangement was something most men could only dream of and the two friends were getting to live this dream come true every day.

Alicia reflected on the events of yesterday afternoon. She had modeled for the first time in her life for a raunchy calender at her father's bar - the same bar she was gangbanged at a week prior; she escaped a potential gang rape only to fuck the guy that saved her, then letting a disgusting photographer cum on her face; and finally fucked two of Peter's rivals in order to stop them from teasing him at work. As far as strange days go, yesterday was by far the strangest day in her life.

She loved the rush she felt with her newfound sexual freedom, but today she wanted nothing more than to stay at Tommy's and relax. She wanted to cook breakfast for Tommy and Rolan, watch television, fuck both of them a few times, and call it a day. Alicia didn't want any more surprises or excitement today - she had had her fill of it this past week.

Seeing all the men and women leaving for work made her feel bad about not having a full-time job. The video game store that she worked shifts at had started to give her fewer hours over the past few months. Eventually, she was only pulling about ten hours a week working there. Maybe it was the fact that she felt more grown up living with her father and helping out, but she knew that ten hours a week was nothing that could improve her quality of life. It had been over a week since she had even worked at the store and she didn't know when she would be there again. Her boss had told her on her last shift that he would "call her when he needed her again."

Alicia sighed and closed the blinds. Staying with Tommy was a lot of fun, but what would she do for money? She couldn't rely on Tommy to pay her bills for her. At the bar yesterday, she humored the idea of living like Nikki - fucking for her keep. It sounded like a good idea at the time, but she now realized that she couldn't live like that. What if things didn't work out with Tommy? She would have nothing to fall back on. 

She wanted to distract herself from the subject of work, because it was beginning to upset her. Alicia laid down on the couch and turned on the television. She couldn't find anything worth watching as everything was either a news show or an infomercial this early in the morning.

Just as she was about to turn the television off and try to go back to sleep, Rolan walked in.

"Hey Leesh," he said, waving at her and yawning at the same time.

Alicia was happy to see Rolan. Maybe he could take her mind off of things.

She giggled and greeted him back, "Hey Rol."

The two had only known each other since last weekend, but now talked like they had known each other forever.

"What are you doing?" he asked.

"Oh, just trying to find something to watch. I woke up and couldn't go back to sleep," she answered.

"And this is what you want to watch? An infomercial with some old guy selling something that makes orange juice?" he joked.

Alicia laughed, "Yeah, pretty exciting, right?"

Her eyes darted toward Rolan's crotch. She noticed a sizeable erection forming behind his boxers as he looked at her nude body sprawled out on the couch.

"Hey Rol," she said. "Hmm?" he responded.

"Want a blowjob?" she asked, with a smile on her face.

Rolan smiled back at her and nodded his head. He walked over and sat down the couch, eagerly pushing his boxers down to his ankles. Alicia seductively walked over toward Rolan, shot him a wicked grin, and dropped to her knees in front of him.

She grabbed Rolan's cock and started stroking it, never taking her eyes off of it. Tommy wasn't the only one who felt lucky to have Alicia around - Rolan did too. Rolan had terrible luck with women and would sometimes go years without having sex with anyone. With Alicia around, he was getting laid regularly and she seemed just as eager as he was. Anytime Rolan wanted to fuck Alicia, she obliged him - sometimes he didn't even have to ask.

Tommy didn't mind her fucking Rolan either - he even encouraged it. He felt like the regular pussy Rolan was getting from Alicia was "good for him." Tommy knew about Rolan's dry spells and teased him about it before Alicia came into the picture. Rolan seemed to be happier with Alicia around to fuck whenever he wanted.

Alicia loved the feeling of having regular sex with two different men. She had flings like the gangbang on Sunday, Tommy's uncle on Monday, Manny and the Bargain Mart boys yesterday, but Tommy and Rolan were her regular fuck partners. Sometimes she would fuck Tommy in the living room and Rolan would come home and join them. She would have her mouth full of Rolan's cock, like she had now, while Tommy would be sound asleep in the other room. The boys made Alicia feel desirable.

When they weren't having sex, Alicia would pal around with the two and watch movies, play cards, or video games - all while being completely nude. Alicia loved not wearing clothes. She never knew the joys of being naked until she started dating Tommy. Every waking moment that Tommy or Rolan saw her, she was nude. She would watch television, clean the apartment, and cook for them without wearing a stitch of clothing.

Rolan looked down at Alicia and made eye contact with her. She smiled and giggled with his cock still inside her mouth. She continued to suck and slurp on his cock, bobbing her head up and down.

Instead of conversation, the two let this moment play out in relative silence. The only sounds that could be heard were Alicia's sucking and Rolan's moaning. Even though this type of activity was commonplace since Alicia started staying there, they enjoyed this moment nonetheless. Rolan loved having a beautiful, busty girl to satisfy his every sexual whim and Alicia enjoyed being desired by two men at the same time.

To Alicia, it was hard for her to please one man when she was dating Peter. She wanted to feel desired by Peter, but she never did. Peter was more emotional, while Tommy was more physical - which was just what Alicia needed. Having found it hard to satisfy one man, Alicia was now satisfying two, which made her feel incredibly sexy.

Alicia wanted to ask Rolan where he wanted to cum, but she wanted Rolan to make the choice without popping the question. Instead of knowing ahead of time, she wanted to be surprised. She knew that it was going to happen soon, because Rolan's moaning was now more frequent and he was bucking his hips.

Rather than pulling his cock out of her mouth, Rolan kept it inside, and pumped jet after jet of thick, white cum down her throat. Alicia appreciated the surprise and savored every drop of cum Rolan sprayed into her mouth.

She gulped down load after load until Rolan collapsed on the couch. With his cock still very sensitive, Alicia decided to toy with him and continue sucking it.

"Ooooh fuck!" Rolan cried. "You gotta...you gotta stop! Ohhhh shit!"

This made her laugh. She looked up at Rolan and smiled, "I wanted to make sure I got every drop. Waste not, want not."

After every trace of cum was sucked clean off of Rolan's cock, Alicia got up and joined Rolan on the couch. 

"Did you like your blowjob?" she cooed.

"Fuck...yes I did. Having you around is amazing..." he replied.

"Awww, thank you, Rol. I love being here and making you two happy," she smiled, giving him a hug. Her large, soft tits pressing against his chest.

"I wanted to talk to you about something," Rolan said.

Alicia pulled away from him and curiously asked, "What about?"

"Do you...really...ugh, I can't ask this..."

Alicia was now getting frustrated with Rolan. She wanted him to spit it out and ask his question. It seemed important to Rolan and she wanted to hear it.

"C'mon, spill it. What is it?" she asked.

"OK. I was wondering...if...you really like being this...this big of a slut?"

Instead of being offended, she laughed. This eased Rolan's tension from asking the question. She turned around and looked directly at Rolan, who still seemed a little nervous.

"Yes. I do enjoy being 'this big of a slut'," she responded. "I like being here and not wearing clothes. I like sucking and fucking you and Tommy all the time. I love being fucked by Tommy's friends. This...is the most fun I've ever had in my entire life. I feel more attractive now than I ever have before. When I dated Peter, I felt pretty. Since dating Tommy, I feel hot. There's a big difference. Sure, I'm a slut. I've fucked a lot of guys. Tommy passed me around the house Sunday night and his buddies ran a train on me. That was fun though! Eleven different guys wanted a piece of me and it felt amazing. I don't have to worry about the pressures of pleasing anyone or the pressures put on women by society anymore. I used to look down on girls who fucked a lot of guys. I'd make fun of them with my friends - back when I had friends. Now I'm one of them and I love it!"

Rolan decided to test Alicia's commitment to her newfound sexual freedom and asked her, "What if Tommy woke up right now and said he was going to have a lot of friends over again?"

She giggled and responded, "Then I'd let them gangbang me. All of his friends would fuck me and I would be perfectly okay with that. They can fuck me in my pussy, my ass, my mouth, cum wherever they want - I don't care. I love my life right now and I want to make Tommy happy, so if that means letting his friends gangbang me again, so be it."

"Wow...you're the real deal. I mean, you're a slut, but you're gorgeous. You're beautiful. You don't look like the type of sluts I've seen. You should make money with this," he said.

Rolan's last sentence struck a chord with Alicia. She repeated it in her head, "You should make money with this."

"What? Like become a prostitute?" she asked.

"I dunno, maybe, but I was talking about becoming a pornstar or something."

"Pornstars are a LOT hotter than I am. There's no way I can compete with their perfect faces and boob jobs. Look at my tits, they droop a little. They're not perky like the girls in the pornos," she said, lifting her breasts with both hands and letting them fall back into place.

"C'mon, you are hotter than those girls. They're fake and don't really enjoy having sex - it's their job. You're a natural beauty and you love having sex. You'd be a natural at it, Leesh.

"I still don't know. Besides, what if everyone saw those videos?"

"Are you really worried about that? You've fucked how many guys this week? Tommy told me they all took pictures of you Sunday night. I'm sure a lot of people in town already know what kind of slut you are by now. Hell, your dad knows. If your family knows, what's the big deal?"

He had a point. Pictures of her being tag teamed by Mark and Larry and drinking eleven loads of cum were sent to Peter - who else might they be sent to?

"You're already kind of a 'pornstar' in this town if all those people have seen you naked or getting fucked. You might as well make money at it."

Rolan had another good point. She had fucked over twenty different guys since last Friday night and who knows how many of them sent pictures of her to their friends or uploaded them online? Her picture is at her father's bar with a face full of cum. What Rolan was suggesting didn't seem to be that farfetched now.

Before she could answer Rolan, she saw Tommy come into the room. He looked at both of them and smiled. Rolan hadn't pulled his boxers up yet and he could tell that the two had been fooling around before he woke up.

"She suck your dick, Rol?" Tommy asked, giving him a high five.

"Yeah, she sucked it pretty good."

"Hey baby!" she chirped. She got off the couch and greeted him with a warm hug and a kiss on the cheek.

"I kissed you on the cheek, because my breath probably smells like cum," she said.

"You're the best, you know that?"

"Aww thank you, babe. So what's the plan today?" she asked.

Alicia looked to Tommy for direction ever since they started dating. She was becoming more and more accepting of her submissive personality. Her willingness to please Tommy grew each day. While she wanted to make him happy, she wasn't about to be a doormat either.

"Uh, well, I kind of had some plans today. Figured you can come with," he replied.

"Sure! What are we doing?"

Tommy scratched his head, "Band practice is today."

"Band practice? Are you and Mark getting the Chum Dumpsters back together?" she asked.

"Fuck yeah. After the party last Sunday, we've been talking about it. We had a lot of fun doing it and decided we wanted to give it another shot."

"That's great, babe!" she said excitedly, grabbing Tommy and giving him a tight hug, pushing her tits against his bare chest.

After she pulled away, Tommy finished speaking.

"You can come with me. We're going to Mark's. You can serve us drinks and take care of our dicks while we practice," he said with a smile on his face.

That remark made Rolan chuckle.

Alicia shot Tommy a sarcastic smile, "As that all I am to you? A maid that sucks your dick?"

"You know what I mean. You're the best cocksucker in town, babe. All my friends think so."

"Really?" she asked. She had half-jokingly asked him the question about being nothing more than a maid to him to see what answer he would have. She wasn't satisfied with the one he gave, but her curiosity and hubris made her pay more attention to the compliment that was given to her.

"Of course. They were all talking about how good you blew them Sunday during the gangbang. Eddie said he never got a blowjob that good in his life!"

That made Alicia blush. She tried really hard Sunday night to, not only make Tommy happy, but to make sure his friends had a good time too. Knowing she gave Eddie the best blowjob he'd ever received made her feel proud.

"Aww, that's awesome. Tell him I said 'thank you' and if he wants another, he knows where to find me," she laughed.

"He'll be glad to hear that. Hey, we gotta be over there in a few hours, so we're going to go to Penny's Grill down the street and eat before we head over," Tommy said.

"OK, guess I'll put some clothes on," Alicia said, feigning disappointment.

The boys laughed as Tommy looked for some clothes to wear.

Tommy and Alicia ate at Penny's before they went to Mark's. It was the first time in a long time that she sat next to someone in a booth. They flirted with each other while they were eating - making other patrons roll their eyes. Alicia felt good about her relationship with Tommy. She felt that she had made a good decision in choosing a boyfriend this time. While Peter was nice, he wasn't turning her on - Tommy was. He was rough with her and often times treated her like nothing more than a sex object, but there were times, like this, where he was sweet to her. It made her feel like she was on top of the world. She felt happy for the first time in a long time. She had a boyfriend that she was crazy over and she free to explore her sexuality any way she saw fit.

When they were done, they drove over to Mark's. When they arrived, Tommy walked over to a large, dirty garage door with several dents in it. He bent down and pulled it up. Inside the garage, tuning up his speakers was Mark.

He greeted Tommy, "Hey asshole! 'Bout time you got here. Were you two fuckin' on the way over?"

Tommy laughed, "Nah, but she sucked Rolan off this morning. Never seen him so happy."

"I'll bet," Mark chuckled, shooting Alicia a warm smile and a wink.

She blushed and looked down at the ground as the couple walked into the garage.

"What do you want to work on today," Tommy asked.

"Well...I think we should work on that new song we were talking about," he answered.

"Black Death?"

"Yeah, that's the one. I think it's good, but it needs to be tweaked."

"Well, T-Bone wrote some of it, so of course it needs work," Tommy laughed. "That dude is fucking stupid."

"The band is way better off without him. Fuck that guy," Mark spat.

Alicia stood beside Tommy quietly as the two continued to talk. She didn't want to interrupt them or be rude.

Tommy continued to talk, while Mark ignored him and looked at Alicia. This only made her blush even more. 

"Tommy, hate to cut ya off, bud, but I had a great idea," Mark said.

"What's that?"

"We should put Alicia in our first music video."

"Fuck yes! Let's do it! What did you have in mind?"

"Put her in some fishnets, short skirt, tight top, some high heels, and some messy hair. What'ya think, girl?"

"I...uh..."

"C'mon, cat got your tongue? Don't get shy on us. I'm the guy who took her anal virginity, remember? I feel like that's a special kind of bond that we have now," Mark laughed.

Alicia eased up after his joke.

"Yeah, I mean...it sounds good. I'd love to."

"Is that it? You walk around in nerd clothes all the time. I mean, when you're not buck ass naked at Tommy's," he joked. "Don't you want to wear something sexy for once?"

She nodded her, "Yeah...of course I do. I've just never...worn anything like that before. I don't even know if I'd be any good at being in a video. I mean...what would I have to do?"

"You'd dance and look fucking hot doing it. That's what you'd do," Mark replied.

"I've never really...danced before. I'm really bad at it."

"Guys have ran trains on you and you're scared about dancing?" Mark could barely get the last bit out without bursting into laughter as did Tommy.

"Look, you don't have to be in the video, but you're a hot piece of ass, ya know? I'm not saying that because I've fucked ya either. You'd get our video thousands of views online with a body like that."

His compliments were making her feel better. His logic was also not lost on her. She had done a lot of sexually adventurous things, so why should dancing bother her? She figured she'd have to learn sometime.

"I want to do it..." she said.

"Yeah? I mean, we'll go to the store now and get you an outfit to wear. I'll buy it," Mark said.

She never had a guy buy her an outfit before. Sure, he just wanted her to wear it and be eye candy for the Chum Dumpsters music video, but it still felt good.

"Babe, you are going to look amazing!" Tommy added.

Still blushing, Alicia responded, "Thank you. I hope so."

The three hopped into Mark's van and drove to Dark Dayz - a store that metal heads and goths frequented for their vast assortment of everything that's black.

The door chimed as they entered the store.

"Hey there, folks! Can I help ya find somethin'?" chirped a man in his early 40's wearing khaki pants and a red polo shirt with large glasses and a perfectly styled brown hair.




After Hours Alicia Ch. 14



Alicia and the boys were taken back by the man. Mark started laughing, "Hey Greg, how's it hangin'?"

"I'm fine, how about yourself?" the man asked.

"We're cool. We're just going to take a look around, OK?"

"Alright. If you folks need anything, just holler."

Tommy and Alicia looked at each other and started giggling.

"Wow...Greg the Manager...he your friend, Mark?" Tommy joked.

"Nah dude, I just know him because I come in here a lot. Sticks out like a sore thumb don't he?"

Alicia nodded her head and giggled.

They walked through the posters, past the sexy birthday cards, and right next to the collection of black lights was exactly what Mark was looking for - girl's clothes.

"You know what Tommy? I think Alicia should try a few of these on and model them for us, don't you?"

"That's a great fucking idea!" Tommy replied high fiving him.

"What about this one?" Mark asked pointing at a black sheer body stocking with matching thong. "Might look good with these boots," he added gesturing toward a pair of long black leather boots.

Alicia's eyes widened as she saw the outfit. By her own account, she was a slut, but she'd never owned anything that advertised it quite like this. She pictured herself in the outfit and thought about all the attention guys would give her if she wore it. "I can't wear this outside though. I'd get arrested," she thought. "The cops would think I was a hooker or something." She found humor thinking about that.

Back to reality, Alicia wanted to try the outfit on. She wanted to see the reactions of Tommy and Mark.

"Hey Greg!" Mark called out. As Greg approached them, he asked, "You got a changing room in here?"

"Ah, no, sorry pal, we don't." Greg answered apologetically.

"Fuck. Well, I wanted to buy this outfit for Alicia over here, " he said pointing at her. She waved shyly at Greg, "but you don't have a changing room."

"Well, what if she changed in the employee bathroom? It's got a mirror." Greg suggested.

"Greg, my man, you just saved the day," Mark grinned.

"Alicia," Mark said, taking the outfit off the rack, "go in that room over there and change into this. When you're done, come out and show it to us."

"But...what about..." was all she could get out before Mark threw the outfit at her and pushed her into the bathroom.

"What about the bar?" she said to herself, inside the bathroom.

She took the outfit and hung it up on the toilet paper dispenser and started to undress. As she took her shirt off, she folded it up and laid it on the sink. The small bathroom was no place for someone to change in. It was too cramped and there was barely enough room for her to move around, let alone put her clothes somewhere where they were safe.

Unclasping her bra, her soft, milky white breasts sprang free. She unbuttoned her shorts, stuck her thumb in the waistband of her panties and slid them both down and stepped out of them.

"What if I just walked out there like this?" she thought, laughing to herself. "Nah, I'd get arrested or worse, give Greg a heart attack."

She picked up the outfit and held it out.

"This is the sluttiest thing I've ever seen," she said eyeballing it. "They are totally going to see my tits when I walk out there. My nipples are going to poke right through this mesh," she said to herself.

Shrugging she took the g-string bottom and put it on. It did nothing to cover her plump, supple ass and did very little to cover her pussy. Her pubic hair almost peeked out above the front. The fabric rode up her pussy lips, creating a crease in the middle. This wasn't something Alicia paid attention to and left it like that.

Alicia put the sheer body stocking on next. The stocking stretched over her arms, legs, and chest. Looking down she realized that she was right - her breasts were completely visible. Her hard, pink nipples poked through the mesh.

"Well, there's nothing I can do about that," she said reluctantly.

The last item she put on were the boots. They were her favorite part of the outfit. She stepped into them and slid them up her pale thighs. After zipping them up, she was done.

She walked over to the mirror and tried to get a good look at herself before she showed the boys.

"Wow...I look hot," she whispered.

The sight she saw in the mirror made her happy. She felt sexy and confident wearing the trashy garments that Mark picked out for her. She felt sexy without being naked for the first time.

She was ready to walk back into the shop and show the boys her outfit. Alicia turned the doorknob and stepped out.

She saw Tommy, Mark, and...Greg? She felt pretty sure of herself instead she saw Greg, but all three men had the same reaction on their face - shock.

This made Alicia laugh, which eased some of her embarrassment of Greg seeing her like this.

"Holy...fucking...shit babe," Tommy said. "You are fucking hot! Am I the luckiest guy or what? That's my fucking girl right there!"

"Stop it," she laughed. "I look like a prostitute."

"Yeah, maybe, but you look hot as hell," Mark replied.

"Thanks boys," she replied shyly.

"Greg, you going to say anything or are you just going to stare at her tits all day?" Mark said, nudging the awestruck store manager.

"Um...uh...wowie...uh, you...look great little lady," was all he could muster.

Alicia laughed with Tommy and Mark at Greg's stuttering.

"You know, let's see the back. Turn around," Mark ordered.

Obediently, Alicia twirled around to give the boys a view of her plump ass in the g-string bottom. She turned her head and asked, "Do I still look good?"

Tommy and Mark responded by clapping their hands. Mark nudged Greg again, who joined them in applauding Alicia.

"Babe, you look great. I need to get some pictures," Tommy said, whipping his phone out of his pocket.

Alicia smiled warmly at him and posed for the camera. She stuck her ass out for him and held the pose making sure he got his picture. She looked over and saw that Mark had his phone out as well. The two friends kept snapping away and Alicia kept posing.

She turned around to give them a front view of the outfit. She put her hands on her hips and stuck her chest out. Then she noticed Greg fumbling with his phone! She didn't want to be rude and tell him to put it away. His awkwardness at the sight of a half-naked woman was cute to Alicia.

After the boys had their pictures, she asked, "So is this the one?"

"Nah, I think we better have you try on another outfit to make sure. What do you guys think?" Mark replied.

Tommy and Greg both shook their heads, "Yes."

"Here, take this one," Mark said, handing her another outfit.

Without looking at it, she took it back into the employee bathroom. Inside, she held it out in front of her. It was a white and red outfit. The top looked like a corset, but instead of tying in the back - it had a zipper. The cups were red with vertical stripes coming down from them and white frill around the top and bottom of it. The bottoms were a red pair of thong panties and a garter belt which attached to the red stockings.

She loved this outfit a lot more than the last one. She actually, despite how trashy it was, thought that it looked cute. This was definitely something that she wouldn't have been caught dead in a week ago.

She stripped out of the last outfit, folded everything, and placed the items on the toilet seat. She slipped the stockings over her pale thighs and immediately loved the way they looked on her.

"Wow, these look really good on me..." she said to herself.

Alicia never really paid attention to her legs before, but the way the stockings looked made her take notice. Despite not having the toned thighs that a lot of college girls her age had, she loved the way they looked in these stockings.

Before she put anything else on, she took her phone out and snapped some selfies wearing only the stockings.

"Tommy's going to like these," she giggled.

She stuck the camera in the air and looked up at it. Alicia stuck her chest out, putting her large, soft tits on full display. The photo captured her in all her glory with her pubic hair visible right above the red stockings complete with an ear to ear smile. 

"Hurry up in there! C'mon," Mark barked.

"OK! OK! I'm almost finished," Alicia spat.

"I'm giving them a show and they're bossing me around?" she said under her breath. She put her phone down and quickly put the thong bottoms and top on. 

"Fuck..." was all she could say as she looked down and saw how large her breasts looked in the top. It had taken her large, soft tits and made them look even bigger.

The garter belt was last. She had never worn one before, but it seemed pretty easy to understand. She put it around her waist and clipped it to her stockings.

Outside, Mark, Tommy, and Greg waited impatiently for Alicia to finish. The friends looked down and noticed a bulge in Greg's pants. They turned to each other and laughed.

"Greg, you getting' excited there, man?" Mark teased.

"Yeah, looks like you're getting' hard over my girl," Tommy added.

Embarrassed, Greg tried to turn away, but Tommy walked over to him and turned him around.

"Look man, we're just playing with ya. She's hot. We get it. I fuck her all the time. Mark's even fucked her. We'll probably fuck her later. Don't worry about it, dude. We are just as excited as you are," Tommy said.

"Hey Tommy, how about we hook Greg up with a blowjob?" Mark asked.

Tommy seemed to like that idea. "Fuck yeah, she'll blow him. Greg, you want Alicia to suck your dick?"

"Uh...I...ye-ye-yeah...I..."

"It's settled then. After she comes out here, I'll have her suck your dick."

"Where? I-I mean we can't do it...right here in the store?" Greg mumbled.

"Uh, alright, we'll have her do it in that bathroom." Tommy answered.

As if on cue, Alicia opened the door and the three men got an eyeful of her second outfit. She smiled at Tommy, twirled around, and asked, "What do you think? Do you like it?"

Greg's jaw hit the floor. Mark and Tommy whistled and cheered.

"Do you see the way this makes my tits look? They look huge in this top!" Alicia exclaimed.

"Fuck yeah they do!" Tommy said, pawing her tits. Alicia stood there and let him and Mark grope her.

Tommy looked behind him and saw Greg - standing there, ogling his girlfriend.

"Oh yeah, I forgot. Babe, need you to do something for me...err for Greg."

She didn't know what he was talking about.

"What do you mean? What's he need? Can it wait until I'm dressed?"

Tommy laughed, "Nah, I think it's better that you're not. Look, I told Greg that you'd blow him. Dude probably hasn't a decent blowjob in like ten years. Look at him."

Alicia didn't seem pleased by Tommy's request.

"You offered me up to someone without talking to me about it first?"

"I'm talking to you about it now. C'mon, don't be like that," Tommy said.

"You really told him I'd suck his dick?"

"Yeah...we can't tell him 'no' now, can we? He's practically begging for it. Don't want to get his hopes up."

She sighed in disappointment. She was feeling so good today and Tommy ruined it. His lack of regard for her as anything more than a sex object was starting to get to her. Alicia loved sex now more than she ever has, but she wanted something more from Tommy if she was going to call him her boyfriend. The date they had at the restaurant made her happy. It was a break from the seemingly endless string of sexual attention that she had received all week.

"Fine. Let's get this over with..." she spat.

"C'mon Greg, what are you waiting for? You're going to get the best blowjob of your life! She's one helluva cocksucker," Mark teased.

"Take him in the bathroom. No one will see you in there," Tommy instructed.

Greg followed Alicia back into the bathroom that she had just came out of. Once inside, Alicia closed the door. Greg seemed too petrified to even move. His nervousness was cute before, but now it was annoying her. She wasn't in the mood for anything after what Tommy had done.

Alicia didn't move. She stared at Greg, making him more uncomfortable. Sensing her anger, Greg replied, "You know...you don't...have to do this."

His remark actually made her feel a little better. At least someone was being sweet to her today. She felt like Tommy and Mark didn't care about her feelings at all - but Greg did.

"It's just...I'm not some piece of meat, ya know? Okay, I've been a raging slut all week, but we're supposed to be dating! He can't just offer me to up to anyone he wants..." she spat.

"You've...been a slut all week?"

"Yeah, I mean, sure. I've fucked a lot of guys this week. This is all new to me, okay? Don't judge me. I've never had this sort of freedom before. Tommy lets me do what I want and I like that, but now am I doing whatever he wants too? I have to draw the line somewhere..."

"I'm...I'm sorry, Alicia. He shouldn't have got you into all th-"

She cut him off, "No, no, it's alright. I mean, it's not alright, but you shouldn't worry about this. This is my problem - not yours. I got myself into this situation. Tommy and Mark were just going to buy me some trashy lingerie, take me back to Mark's place and tag team me."

"Ta-tag team you?"

"Yeah, they were both going to fuck me."

"But they aren't anymore?"

"No, I mean, I don't know. I'm pretty pissed off at Tommy. I don't even know if I want them to fuck me anymore. I want to go..." and before she could say the word "home" she thought about what that meant. Where is home now? She's been away from her father almost all week. If things got bad with Tommy, would she have a place to stay?

"Were you going to say something?" Greg asked.

Alicia snapped back into the moment.

"Yeah, sorry. It's nothing."

"We...could just...tell them that it happened and you don't...have to even do anything if you don't want," he continued.

She smiled at him and replied, "Thank you. That's sweet. It's OK. I'll suck your dick. You're the only person who has been nice to me all day. I'm going to make it really good for you."

Alicia began taking off the lingerie that she was wearing as fast as she could. Greg watched as Alicia stripped down to nothing right before his eyes. Standing in front of Greg, completely nude, she dropped to her knees and unbuckled his khaki pants.

Greg was trembling. She looked up at him and whispered, "It's okay. Just relax. I'm going to make it good, alright?"

She pulled his pants down with his boxers. Alicia was surprised to see a cock larger than Tommy's staring her in the face. It has to be at least three inches longer and looked thicker too. She had not seen a dick as large as Greg's since the gangbang at the bar.

She spit into the palm of her hand and rubbed it all over Greg's cock. It had been a long time since Greg had felt the touch of a woman anywhere on his body. He sighed deeply and rested against the bathroom wall while Alicia lubricated his cock.

Before he knew it, Alicia had put him inside her mouth. Her tongue gently lapping the underside of his member, before sucking it. Her head moved back and forth in a gentle rhythm. She wasn't giving him the sort of blowjob she had given the boys. Instead, she was taking her time and making Greg as comfortable as he could be. Besides, she wanted to keep the boys waiting for how they treated her.

She looked up at him as she continued his blowjob. His eyes were closed and a faint smile was on his face. Pleasing Greg was beginning to cheer her up. She took Greg out of her mouth and spit on his cock, before stroking it some more. A string of saliva connected her mouth to the tip of his cock.

Then Alicia had an idea.

"Greg?" she asked. He snapped out of the trance he was in and opened his eyes. 

"Y-Yeah?"

"I was thinking...it might feel even better if you fucked my face. I don't have a gag reflex. It's...something I haven't done for anybody - not even the boys."

"R-Really? How would I..."

She cut him off, "Just fuck my mouth like it's a pussy. I'll close my lips over it real tight and you just grab my head and thrust into my mouth."

Greg silently nodded his head. Alicia was right - she had never done this for anyone, not even Tommy. No one had attempted to do this to her either. As much as she wanted to please Greg, she also wanted to try something new and this was the perfect time to try it out.

Alicia took Greg back into her mouth and closed her lips over his cock. She looked up at him and gave him a nod. He put his hands on the back of her head and began slowly thrusting his cock inside her mouth.

An audible moan was heard from Alicia - she loved it. A man taking control over her and fucking her mouth was better than she could have imagined.

"Go faht-ter" was all she could say with him inside her mouth. Knowing Greg couldn't understand her she looked up at him and started to push his cock all the way to the back of her throat as fast as she could.

Greg got the hint. He grabbed her by the back of her head again and began thrusting into her face faster and faster. Most girls would be gagging in this situation, but without a gag reflex, Alicia was just fine. Sounds of Greg grunting, Alicia moaning, and the sloppy face fuck she was receiving filled the small employee bathroom while Mark and Tommy waited outside, wondering what was taking so long.

"What's taking them so long?" Tommy asked.

"I dunno dude. When your girl was blowing me last Sunday, I wanted to nut right then and there. I can't think that Greg's got that much stamina," Mark replied.

"Maybe he's having trouble getting it up," Tommy laughed.

"I dunno man, how could you not stay hard looking at her?" Mark said.

Tommy began to get more impatient by the minute.

Greg continued is assault on Alicia' s willing mouth. His long, thick cock forced Alicia to stretch her mouth open to fit around it. She was loving every second of this and wanted to do it again, but wasn't sure if she would let Tommy or Mark do it to her. Maybe she would find another guy to face fuck her? She had an open relationship with Tommy, so it didn't matter what she did with anyone else. The benefit of being an open slut was that she could do whatever she pleased with anyone she wanted and not have to feel like she was cheating on anyone.

Just then, she felt Greg tense up -she knew he was about to cum. He wasn't taking his cock out of her mouth, so she braced herself for his load. He grunted loudly, squeezing her head over his cock, pumping jet after jet of thick, white cum into her mouth. Most of it went right down her throat, but some was still inside her mouth.

Greg pulled his cock out and panted. With some of his load still inside her, she grabbed her phone off the sink and decided to take another selfie.

She drooled the remaining cum out of her mouth and snapped a picture. A long strand of cum hung lewdly off her chin before splashing on to her milky white breasts.

She wanted to send it to Tommy like she did after the facials Manny and Ricardo gave her, but she decided not to. He wasn't going to get to see her like this.

"T-T-Thank you, Alicia. That was..."

"...great?" she chirped.

"Yeah," he laughed.

"I should thank you. I almost came from that. That was amazing..."

That made Greg feel like a million bucks. Here he was, at a job that he hates, where everyone picks on him, inside the employee bathroom, looking down at a nude 18-year old girl that he had just face fucked and she was thanking him. He couldn't remember a time when he was happier than he was at that moment.

Alicia stood up and noticed how sore her mouth and knees were. With her phone still in her hand, she decided to take one last picture.

"Hey Greg, wanna picture?"

Still nude, she stood next to him and snapped a picture. Greg was smiling ear to ear, while Alicia clung to him, pushing her soft, pillowy tits against his arm and bit her bottom lip. She felt like she was a pornstar getting her picture taken with some pervert. In reality, she was a willing participant in a face fuck that went down in a small, dirty bathroom from a shy older man.




After Hours Alicia Ch. 14



"I'll send you the picture I took of my face. Do you want that too?"

"Fu-fuck yes, I do," he answered.

"Okay!", she giggled. "Gimme your number..."



After Hours Alicia Ch. 15



THURSDAY (afternoon) 

In the car, Alicia was silent. Tommy could feel the tension and it was making him uncomfortable. He had never seen her act like this since they started dating Sunday night. Their relationship was still new, but to Tommy, it seemed like she was enjoying herself - or so he thought. After several minutes of awkward silence passed, Tommy decided to break the ice. 

"Okay, you're mad at me. Tell me what's wrong," he said. 

Alicia shot him a cold stare and spat, "I have to tell you? You don't know? Honestly?" 

Tommy felt like an idiot at that moment. He honestly didn't know why she was upset at him. To him, nothing happened that day that was out of the ordinary. 

"No...just tell me, alright? I don't like this." 

She sighed, folded her arms, and turned away from him. Instead of answering him, she turned up the radio. This turned Tommy's mood from confused and worried to angry. 

"Hey! I asked you a question," he shouted, turning down the radio. 

"Are you that clueless? You really don't remember what happened back there? It was literally like fifteen minutes ago. You should fucking know!" 

Tommy paused for a moment and remembered what happened. 

"Oh, the Greg thing?" 

"The Greg thing? Yes, Tommy, the Greg thing! I can't believe you did that!" 

"What? It's no big deal. I mean, you've fucked how many guys?" 

"That's not the point!" 

"I thought we had an open relationship?" Tommy asked. 

"We do! I have to want to be with other guys. You can't just offer me up to whoever you want like that!" 

"That's kind of what I did last Sunday with my friends...you weren't complaining then." 

"That's not the same thing! You told me about it before. You didn't tell them they could have me and then tell me about it after!" 

"Or what about when you let my uncle fuck you?" 

"Are you serious? Are you fucking serious right now? You talked to me about it before I did. You didn't just go up to your uncle and say, 'Yeah, Alicia's a slut, she'll fuck you, no problem' and then tell me that I have to do it!" 

Tommy knew she was right. Last Sunday he had discussed the gangbang with her before he called Mark and told him that he could fuck her. As much as he didn't want to give in to her at that moment - she did have a point. 

"Yeah, whatever...I mean...I guess you're right. " 

She threw her hands in the air and shook her head, "Is that all?" 

"What? What do you want me to say? I'm sorry? I'm sorry, Alicia. It won't happen again. Damn." 

She wasn't happy with Tommy's response or his weak apology. She turned her head and went back to ignoring him. 

The car ride lasted another couple minutes before they arrived back at Mark's. Alicia didn't feel like going back there. She was still mad and didn't feel like fucking either of them. She also didn't want to go back to Tommy's apartment, because she didn't feel like being naked around him either. The only other option she had was to call her father and have him come and get her, but how would she explain this? She had just patched things up with him and didn't want to make a scene. 

They got out of the car and walked back to Mark's garage. Alicia followed Tommy, but kept her distance. She chose not to stand next to him like she did earlier. Tommy knocked on the garage door and waited for Mark to lift it. He turned around and looked at Alicia. 

"I told you I'm sorry, OK? Can we drop it?" 

She didn't say a word. Instead, she rolled her eyes and folded her arms. 

"Whatever. Be a bitch all day. See if I care," Tommy spat. 

Mark lifted the garage door, but the smile he had on his face quickly disappeared when he saw the looks on the faces of Tommy and Alicia. 

"What's wrong with you two?" he asked, as they walked by him. As he closed the door behind them, he expected an answer but did not get one. 

"Whatever," he said under his breath. 

Mark picked up the bag of lingerie that Alicia had set down. He pulled the black outfit out of the bag and held it up. Trying to break the ice, he teased Alicia with it. 

"Hey, sweet tits, you wanna put this on?" 

Alicia shot him the same cold expression she gave Tommy in the car. 

"I thought you two were going to practice? What about getting your "band" back together?" 

Mark wasn't expecting such a rude reply from Alicia. She had been a lot nicer earlier. He wasn't sure where her attitude was coming from. 

"Whoa, hey, down tiger. Look, I don't know who shit in your cereal this morning or what, but you need to chill out. Everything's fine," Mark replied. 

This only made Alicia even more upset. Now Mark was the target of her aggression instead of Tommy. 

"No, everything is NOT fine! You two don't fucking get it, do you? Back at the store, my wonderful boyfriend offered me up to some stranger for a blowjob just because he thought the guy 'needed it.' You stood there next to him and agreed with everything! I'm not some kind of whore that either of you can just pass off on people!" 

Mark thought that Alicia wasn't making any sense. Her argument seemed to contradict her behavior from this past week. 

"Wait a second. You were passed around Tommy's place Sunday night. Everybody in that place fucked you and I think I remember hearing someone moaning that she was a "dirty slut,"? Then you stand there and tell us you aren't like that. That's hilarious!" 

"Fuck you!" Alicia spat, "I agreed to what happened Sunday night. Tommy talked to me about it before anyone came over. He didn't just spring it on me and tell me, 'Oh Alicia, sorry, but my friends are going to fuck you.' This is a different situation! He already promised me to someone without talking to me about it beforehand!" 

Mark looked over at Tommy who looked like he had no idea how to handle the situation. He knew that if Tommy wasn't going to settle things down - he was going to have to. 

"Alright, look, I'm sorry. You're right. He had no right to do that and I should have spoke up - but I didn't. Tommy's sorry too, right?" 

Tommy nodded his head and said, "Yes. I'm sorry too." Even though he wasn't. 

Alicia didn't know what to do, because she didn't expect an apology from one of them - let alone both. She felt her anger subsiding and felt like it was time to end the argument. 

"Fine. Thank you. It's just...I like being a slut, don't get me wrong, but I'm not just going to do things with other guys if people don't talk to me about it before, got it?" 

For the sake of ending the argument, the boys nodded their heads and agreed with her. 

"Whatever. Mark, where's your bathroom?" she asked. 

Mark walked over to a wooden door that connected the garage to the kitchen. He opened it and pointed straight ahead. 

"It's down that hall over there and to the left," he answered. 

"Thanks," she said, feigning manners. 

Mark made sure to close the door behind her, so that he could talk to Tommy without her sneaking up on them. 

"Dude, what the fuck?" Mark asked. 

"I know man. She just started acting bitchy in the car. If she's going to keep doing this, I'll just take her ass back to her fucking dad's. I'm the one that picked her up Monday morning when she was upset and crying and now I'm the fucking bad guy!" Tommy said. 

"This is fucked up man. I don't know about you, but I still want to fuck her. We need to calm her down if we're going to get those pants off." 

"I want to fuck her too! Don't get me wrong, but I don't know how much more of that fucking back talk I can take." 

"Chill out. We'll get her to calm down. I'll give her a drink. That will loosen her up. If we can get her to keep drinking, we'll be tag teaming that pussy in no time." 

"If you say so. Do whatever you have to do to get her to fucking stop." 

Before Alicia left the bathroom, she thought for a moment - "What's going to happen when I go back out there?" She took her hand off the door knob and stepped back to give the question some more thought. 

"I can go out there and ask to leave or I can stick around and those two will try to fuck me." 

"Do I want them to fuck me?" 

"I'm kind of less mad than I was before. They did apologize and I was looking forward to fucking them anyway." 

She sighed. The decision wasn't going to be easy. If she stayed, she would be giving in to Mark and Tommy and going against her convictions. They would think that it's okay to do whatever they want to her as long as they say they're sorry. 

Convictions were one of the few things that she had left. All of her inhibitions were stripped away and she had to be careful or she would be at the mercy of Tommy and Mark. Having her freedom was important to her, but so was having some shred of dignity after the things she had done lately. 

She had made up her mind - she was going to leave. 

Mark looked through the glass on the door and saw Alicia walking back. 

"Okay, she's coming. Just follow my lead. We'll get her to stop her bitching and fuck us. Got it?" 

Tommy nodded and agreed to follow Mark. 

Alicia opened the door and stepped into the garage. A drink was immediately put into her hand. 

"Here, have a drink. It's the least I can do for being a jerk." Mark said. 

She looked at both of them while holding the drink. She wasn't sure what was going on, but she didn't want to be rude. 

"Alright, I'll take have one drink I guess. I've decided that I'm going to..." 

"Have a seat, babe," Tommy said, sliding a chair behind her. 

She wanted to tell them that she was leaving, but now they were being nice to her - she didn't want to seem like a bitch anymore. That said, she still wanted to leave, but was waiting for the right time to tell them. 

"Thank you," she said to Tommy, before sitting down. 

Once she was seated, she took a sip of her drink. It was a small glass filled to the brim with ice, soda, and whiskey. The drink immediately hit her after her first sip. She had drank before but wasn't used to having anything this strong. 

"Tommy, let's get some drinks for ourselves. Alicia, are you comfortable?" Mark asked. 

She nodded her head, as Tommy and Mark huddled around the old, dirty refrigerator in the corner of the garage. 

"It's working dude, just keep playing along," Mark said. 

"I don't know man. She looks like she still wants to leave." 

"Of course she wants to leave, but she's being nice now. That drink will take effect pretty quickly and she'll calm the fuck down." 

Without thinking, Alicia took another sip of her drink. The alcohol burned as it went down and made her eyes water. The second sip wasn't as bad as the first. 

Mark sat down a crate in front of Alicia. 

"So, do you forgive us? Are we all cool?" 

The alcohol was having an impact on her after only two drinks. She was less upset at the boys and felt better about the situation after having a few drinks. 

"Well...yeah...I guess I forgive you two..." she stammered. 

Mark and Tommy smiled after hearing that. 

"Thank you. We were stupid, babe. I'm glad you forgive us. You're the best," Tommy said, rubbing her shoulder. 

Out of instinct, Alicia turned into him, closed her eyes, and started to relax. 

"I was going to tell you guys...that I wanted to leave," she said. "But...I guess I can stay for a bit. Maybe have another drink and think about it." 

"Awesome. That's more than fair, right Tommy?" 

Tommy and Mark smiled at each other. Mark's plan was working better than Tommy thought it would. 

Mark knew that if Alicia was left with her thoughts, there was a good chance that she would decide to leave, despite having a few drinks. 

"Cheers," Mark said, clanking his glass against hers. She met Mark with a hesitant smile before taking her third sip. 

"So, Alicia, here's a song that Tommy and I were working on before we stopped playing," Mark said, shoving a disc into a CD player. 

The boys paid close attention to her to see what her reaction would be. They were half interested in whether or not she liked their music and the other half interested in whether the alcohol was working or not. 

The song started off with shouting and heavy guitar riffs, startling Alicia. She didn't like what she was hearing at first, but as the song calmed down she started to enjoy it. Before she knew it, she had listened to two minutes of the song already and had her fourth and fifth sips. 

After another minute or so, the song ended. Mark picked up the bag that Alicia brought in from the store and took the black lingerie out. 

Alicia saw it and began giggling. 

Mark shot Tommy a knowing nod as if to say, "I told you so." 

"So...it would be a shame to waste perfectly good lingerie sitting around this old garage in those boring clothes, am I right?" Mark teased. 

"Yeah, I guess so," she laughed. "Are you guys wanting me to put that on?" 

"Well duh, of course we do. You're hot as hell. Why wouldn't we want to stare at that bitchin' bod in this hot ass lingerie?" Mark replied. 

She felt like the room was spinning, but she did enjoy the compliments and the attention she was getting. First, the boys apologized to her and now they were showering her with compliments. She thought about taking Mark up on his offer and changing into the lingerie. If she did that, she would definitely be fucking both of them. 

"Alright, yeah, fuck it. I'll put it on," she said, grabbing the outfit from Mark's hands. 

As she stood up, she wobbled a bit. Tommy was behind her to give her a hand and stop her from falling over. 

"Thanks babe," she cooed. "I'm going to go put this on for you guys, okay?" 

"Fuck yeah. You are going to look so hot," Tommy said, slapping her on the ass as she walked away. 

Mark walked over to Tommy and excitedly said, "I told you! I fucking told you it would work! The bitch is tipsy. She's definitely giving it up tonight. We'll be sticking our dicks in every hole she has very soon!" 

"You're a genius dude. I didn't know if she was ever going to shut up. Thank you for putting her down man," Tommy replied. 

Alicia walked back into Mark's house and went toward the bathroom. She noticed that she was feeling buzzed from the alcohol. She was never much of a drinker and could count on one hand the number of times she's ever consumed anything with alcohol in it. 

Inside the bathroom, Alicia started to take her clothes off. "What am I doing?" she asked herself. "I'm going to put this trashy lingerie on and go back out there and probably get fucked by the boys after they were rude to me earlier." Even though she was feeling a pretty good buzz from the strong drink that Mark made her, she still had some of her faculties. She could still make decisions for herself. 

"Is that what I want? Do I want to let them fuck me after how they treated me?" By the time she asked that question, she was already completely naked. The thought of getting fucked by Mark and Tommy, after they had mistreated her was turning her on. "Where is my self-respect? Where's my dignity? I shouldn't want to do this. I should put my clothes back on and leave," she said to herself, picking up her shorts. 

She held her tiny pair of shorts in front of her for a moment and thought about what she wanted to do. On the one hand, she could put all of her clothes back on, thank Mark for the drink, and ask Tommy to take her home and probably fight with him when they got home. On the other hand, she could go out there, have some more to drink, get fucked by the boys, and go back to Tommy's without fighting. 

Alicia dropped the shorts on the floor - she had made her decision. 

Back in the garage, Mark and Tommy were getting impatient again. 

"We waited on her at the store and now we're waiting on her again," Tommy complained. 

"Yeah, I know. Do you think she's really going to go through with it? I mean, we were dicks to her," Mark said. 

"The bitch is probably upset because she hasn't had a dick in her today," Tommy joked. 

Mark laughed and said, "Yeah, you're probably right. How long has it been since she's been fucked?" 

"Uh...probably yesterday afternoon. I was going to fuck her at night, but I made her suck my dick instead. I was fucking tired man." 

"I have to go over to your place more often. Getting regular head and pussy would be fucking awesome, dude. Tammy just isn't cutting it." 

"You're still seeing her?" Tommy asked. 

"Kind of. I mean, she comes over a few times a week, but it's hard as hell to get anything out of her. Most of the time she just uses her hand on me. A man can't live off handjobs alone, ya know?" 

"I know it, bro. I'm glad Alicia gives me everything I want. If you come over, I'm sure she'll put out. Make you forget all about Tammy," Tommy laughed. 

Just then, the boys saw Alicia walking back toward the door. Their jaws dropped. She was walking through Mark's kitchen, wearing the mesh body stocking and g-string bottoms she had on earlier at the store. 

She opened the door and saw the reactions from the boys. It was just the attention she wanted. Their dumbfounded expressions made her feel good. Knowing that men found her attractive and desirable always made her feel better. 

"Hi boys," she cooed. "Like what you see?" 

She spun around, giving them a good look at her entire outfit. The g-string bottom seemed hidden between her plump ass cheeks. The mesh from the body stocking was stretched over her backside and chest. Her nipples poked through the mesh, which did nothing to hide her milky white double D's. 

Both boys were speechless. Instead of answering her question, they stared at her and soaked in the sight of Alicia wearing the trashiest lingerie that they had ever seen. Tommy had his mouth wide open, licking his lips. Mark had a smile from ear to ear, looking as if he wanted to pounce her at any moment. 

Alicia stopped posing and asked another question, "Well...are we going to do this music video or what?" 

Her question was met with laughter. She was feeling a little tipsy, but she wasn't drunk enough to laugh with them. She didn't understand what was funny. 

"Why are you guys laughing? You said we were going to do a music video and I was going to be in it..." 

"Yeah, we did say that," Mark laughed, "but we kind of said so we could look at you in that lingerie and then fuck you." 

Mark had just killed her buzz. She was feeling pretty good despite what happened earlier, but she wasn't having fun anymore. She took over at Tommy who was laughing with Mark until he locked eyes with her. When he noticed Alicia staring coldly at him, he stopped smiling. 

"Babe...look, I mean, we can still do the music video after..." Tommy trailed off. 

"After what? After you guys fuck me?" she spat. "Unbelievable! Why did I even agree to do this? This is stupid. I actually thought for a second that you two had felt bad about what happened earlier! Instead, you were just feeding me lies so you could fuck me!" 

They weren't going to argue with that - she had hit the nail on the head. She knew that she had been played and the boys knew that their game was over. 

"Look, don't be a bitch, Alicia. I bought you that lingerie, okay?" Mark said. 

"Oh? So I owe you? And fucking you will make us even?" she said with disgust. "Tommy, I'm your girlfriend, are you going to let this happen?" 

"I'm sorry baby, don't be like that. Mark's got a point though. He bought you that lingerie and you're kind of being ungrateful," Tommy replied. 

Alicia was fuming. She couldn't remember a time when she was this upset. She was more mad at Tommy and Mark than she had been at her father and Peter earlier that week. She stood, clenching her fists and gritting her teeth. 

"So are we going to move past this or what?" Tommy asked. "We don't want to argue all night, babe." 

She thought very carefully about what to say next. 




After Hours Alicia Ch. 15



"Fuck you!" she spat and stormed back into the house. 

"What the fuck, man?" Mark asked. "Why is she acting that way?" 

"Dude, I don't know. We've done a lot of fucked up stuff with her this week and now she decides to act prude. I don't get it." 

Alicia locked herself in the bathroom and started to change clothes. She frantically peeled off the lingerie that she had on and put the clothes on that she wore when she came over. When she dressed, she reached for her phone. With her hands shaking, she looked through her contact list. 

Dad. No. 

Peter. No. 

"Greg," she said softly. 

She hit the call button and waited for him to pick up. 

"Hello?" he asked. 

"Greg...hey...it's me...Alicia..." 

"Alicia! Hey, what's up? Are you alright? You sound upset?" 

"Yeah...I'll be fine...can you pick me up?" 

Greg felt like the luckiest guy on earth earlier when he got to face fuck her in the bathroom of Dark Dayz, but now he was feeling like that again. 

"Sure! Where are you?" 

"I'm at Mark's. Please hurry. I'll explain when you get here." 

Alicia put her phone in her pocket and stormed back into the garage, staring coldly at Tommy and Mark. 

Mark rolled his eyes at the sight of Alicia fully dressed. Tommy approached her, but she backed away. 

"Babe, what are you doing? Why are you...dressed? C'mon, don't be like this. We're sorry," he said. 

"That's not going to work this time! You apologized already and you still acted like an asshole! You don't get it! Neither of you do!" 

"What's to get?" Mark laughed. 

"Yeah, what's going on? What are we missing?" Tommy asked. 

"You two are so dense! Especially you, Tommy! I must be stupid too for having thought that I even liked you or wanted to date you! This whole week has been a lot of fun for me! I've never felt so free in my entire life. I've done whatever I've wanted ever since - until today when I stopped having a choice! I think you've gotten too comfortable having me around Tommy! I've been your little fuck toy, but you ruined that by offering me up to Greg without even talking to me about it first. You also tricked me into coming over here and Mark bought me lingerie just so you two could fuck me!" 

"We've already fucked you, Alicia, what's wrong with doing it again?" Mark asked, growing more annoyed with her by the minute. 

"What's wrong with it? Yeah, you two have fucked me. So what? I'm still a human being! I'm supposed to be his girlfriend!" said shouted, pointing at Tommy, who stood in silence, wishing he was anywhere but there. "You're not supposed to trick me! You're not supposed to just give me away to total strangers! I don't like that!" 

Tommy had enough. He raised his voice for the first time since they started dating last Sunday. 

"Alright! That's enough! Alicia, knock it off! We don't want to hear this shit out of you anymore!" he shouted. 

Alicia was stunned - and so was Mark. She stood there with her mouth wide open. She couldn't believe that Tommy had talked to her like that. Despite her shock, she was growing angrier by the second. She could feel her blood boiling. She clinched her fists and gritted her teeth. 

"You know what Tommy-" was all she could get out before Tommy interrupted her. 

"No! Fuck you, bitch! Stand there and shut the fuck up while I get this out!" Tommy instructed. 

"All afternoon you've treated me like I'm some kind of fucking idiot and I'm tired of it! You're MY girl and I'll be goddamned if you're going to insult me or pass judgment on me! YOU are the one who doesn't get it!" 

Mark was dead silent. He stood there watching Tommy get in Alicia's face, shouting at her. He could see that Alicia had gone from angry to frightened. Her fists were no longer balled up and he could see her trembling. 

"You are a fucking whore, okay? That's what you are. But you're not just any whore - you're MY whore! Your pussy belongs to me! If I want you to fuck a total stranger - you will! I don't have to tell you shit! I own you, Alicia! I'm your boyfriend, remember? You wanted to be my girlfriend. I could see it in your fucking eyes! You didn't want Peter. That weak ass pussy. You wanted a man to take you and tell you how it is. You wanted someone who was fine with you giving your ass up to other guys, because deep down inside you know you're a whore and you crave cock every single fucking day!" 

Alicia's bottom lip was quivering more and more every time Tommy finished a sentence. She felt as if she was going to cry. She thought that she had control of the moment - until now. Tommy had taken over. 

"Are you understanding what I'm telling you? You fucking whore!" he shouted. 

She did her best to give him an answer with all the composure she could muster. 

"Y-Y-Yes," she answered. 

"What's that? I asked if you fucking understand me!" 

"Y-Yes, I-I do." 

"Good! Now we're getting somewhere!" Tommy laughed, looking back at Mark. Mark still looked shocked by Tommy's abrupt change in behavior. He had never seen this side of Tommy before. 

"And what are you? Tell me what you are," Tommy commanded. 

This was it. She knew that if she told Tommy what he wanted to hear that it would somehow make it official. Everything that would happen from that point forward would be consensual. She couldn't say that this wasn't what she wanted if she told him that it was. 

"Is this what I've become?" she thought. "Am I just a whore now? Does Tommy own me? Would that be a bad thing?" Her last question to herself startled her. "Am I actually considering this? Do I want Tommy to own me and whore me out to whoever he wants?" The mere thought of being Tommy's slave made her panties wet. She was trying hard to fight this urge to be claimed. She wanted to stand up for herself, but Tommy's domineering attitude was beginning to turn her on. All the thoughts she had about standing her ground and leaving had gone away. All she could think about now was having sex with as many people as Tommy wanted, because he was right - she did crave cock. She wanted it all the time and could never get enough of it. Giving in to Tommy would guarantee that she would have her darkest urges satisfied. 

If she said "no", when would she ever get an opportunity like this again? This whole week had been about sexual awakening and taking advantage of new opportunities. She would never find a man who was willing to be this comfortable with her promiscuity. She had her answer. 

"I'm...I'm a whore," she said meekly. 

"A what?!" 

"I'm a...whore. I'm your whore, Tommy." 

Mark's eyes looked like they were going to pop out of his head. 

"And who does your pussy belong to?" 

"You...m-my pussy belongs to you." 

Tommy smiled and walked closer to Alicia, who was still trembling. He put his arm around her and gave her a kiss on the lips. 

"Hey, it's okay," he said warmly. "Everything is okay now. Don't worry about a thing, alright?" 

Alicia slowly nodded her head. 

"Are you alright?" Tommy asked. 

"Y-Yeah, I'm fine now." 

"Good, now get your fucking clothes off." He ordered. 

Tommy's instructions caught her off guard. 

"You have to be naked when you're home with me. Now you have to be naked when you're here too. So get your fucking clothes off now before I rip them off you." 

She began to undress for the fifth time today. Alicia peeled off her shorts, letting them fall to the cold, concrete floor of the garage. Next she hooked her thumbs in the waistband of her panties and slid them down her soft, pale thighs. 

"We're going to have to do something about that bush, Mark," Tommy joked, pointing at Alicia's pussy hair. 

Her shirt and bra joined her panties and shorts on the floor. Her large, pillowy tits hung off her chest and both Tommy and Mark couldn't take their eyes off of them. 

"You know what you're going to do tonight, whore?" 

Alicia shook her head, "No." 

"We're going to make that music video, but there's going to be a twist. Me, Mark, and the two other guys in the band are going to fuck your brains out and film it. What do you think about that?" 

She had her picture taken plenty of times either naked or having sex, but not a video. The idea of having four guys fucking her and having it all filmed was exciting to her. What would happen to the video? Would they keep it to jerk off to from time to time? Or would they post it online so that everyone could see it? 

"I...I like it," was all she could muster. 

"It doesn't matter if you like it. You're going to do it either way," Tommy laughed. 

He took his phone out and pointed it at Alicia. 

"Turn around and put your hands on the hood of that car," he ordered. 

Alicia walked barefoot on the cold floor over toward the car Tommy pointed at. She put her hands on the dusty hood and looked back at him. 

"Now, stick your fucking ass out and keep looking at me." 

She did as she was told. She pointed her ass as high as it would go and arched her back. Looking back at Tommy, she saw him taking pictures of her with his phone. 

"That's enough. I'm going to send these to Ian and Rex. They're going to love this!" 

Tommy scrolled through his contacts and selected their names. In the message box, he inserted a picture of Alicia's naked body bent over the hood of Mark's dad's dusty old car. He typed, "Fuck band practice. Come over and get some pussy. She's going to fuck all four of us! HAHA!" 

Message sent. 

"Alright, now we wait for the guys to get-" Tommy stopped what he was saying when he heard someone pull up. 

"Who the fuck is that? My dad shouldn't be home until tomorrow," Mark said. 

They heard a car door slam and heard a knock on the garage door. 

Mark walked over and lifted the door. After it was all the way up, Mark and Tommy saw Greg standing in front of them. 

"What are you doing here?" asked Tommy. 

"Yeah man, what's the deal?" asked Mark. 

"I...uh...I'm here to get Alicia?" he responded. 

Greg looked over and saw Alicia. She was completely naked, standing in the back of the garage looking at him with a helpless look on her face. 

"What's going on here?" Greg asked. 

"None of your business, Greg. Now get lost," Mark spat. 

Just as Greg was ready to walk away, Tommy grabbed him by the arm. 

"Not so fast. I've got an idea, Mark. Greg, do you like Alicia?" Tommy replied. 

Greg looked nervous. He wasn't sure what Tommy was up to or where he was getting at asking him such a question. 

"I...yeah, I guess I do," Greg mumbled. 

"That's awesome, Greg," Tommy said, putting his arm around him. He walked Greg into the garage and nodded to Mark. Mark shut the garage door behind him. "Look, earlier today, Alicia was a little...apprehensive about sucking your dick. I apologize for that, Greg. It was rude of her to act like that, so I want to make it up to you." 

Mark knew what Tommy was going to say next and started laughing. Alicia looked down at the floor in embarrassment. 

"Today is your lucky day. Greg, you get to fuck Alicia. You get to feel your dick inside that warm, juicy cunt of hers. I gotta tell ya though, that pussy's got a lot of mileage on it. She's fucked close to thirty guys this week, haven't ya babe?" 

Alicia shyly nodded her head, "Yes." 

"What a whore, right? Alright, Greg, get over there," Tommy pointed. Greg hesitantly walked over toward Aiicia. She looked terrified and that only made Greg more nervous. 

"You don't have to do this," Greg whispered. 

He was extending her the same kindness that he gave her earlier. This time it wasn't going to work. 

"No, I do. I'm a whore," she said softly. 

"Why are you talking like this?" he asked. 

"Because...Tommy's right. All I want to do is suck cock and get fucked. I didn't know that I wanted it this bad - but I do. Tommy brought this...whole other side...out of me. I'm hooked now," she responded. 

Greg wasn't ready to hear that. This was not the Alicia that he met in the bathroom at work earlier today. On the one hand, he felt sorry for her and didn't want to take advantage of her. On the other hand, his cock was hardening staring at her soft, nude body. The sight of her full breasts, her shapely thighs, and the hairy landing strip above her pussy was becoming too much for him. 

He looked at her and gulped. Greg unbuckled his belt and unzipped his pants. 

"Wait!" Tommy shouted. 

He grabbed the video camera off the entertainment center and walked over toward Greg and Alicia. 

"I'm ready, as you were," he said, grinning ear-to-ear. 

Greg removed his pants and Alicia looked at Tommy. She reached forward and pulled Greg's cock out of his boxer shorts. Her gaze met the lens of Tommy's camera as she began to stroke his cock. 

"What is he going to do, Alicia?" Tommy asked, pointing the camera in her face. 

"He's...he's going to fuck me," she answered. 

"Where's he going to fuck you?" 

"He's going to fuck me in my...pussy." 

"That's right and after he's done, he's going to blow his load all over your whore face, isn't he?" 

She nodded. 

"Say it!" he ordered. 

"He's...he's going to cum all over my...whore face." 

"Good, good. Now, I think he's hard enough. Let's get his cock inside you." 

Alicia bent over the front of Mark's father's car. Her heavy breasts pressed against the dusty hood. She opened her legs and presented her pussy to Greg. 

Greg found easy entry into Alicia, who unbeknownst to everyone in the room, was sopping wet. 

She let out a soft moan as she felt Greg enter her. He held on to her waist and pushed his cock further inside of her. 

"Alright, Greg, fuck her. Fuck that dirty whore!" Mark cheered. 

Alicia rested the side of her head on the hood. All she could see was Mark standing in the background, watching her getting plowed by Greg. The embarrassment of being watched and filmed was making her wetter. 

Greg's pace quickened and everyone could hear his body slapping against Alicia's plump backside. The old car shook with each thrust into Alicia. 

Tommy pointed the camera at Greg's cock as it moved in and out of his girlfriend. 

"You like that, Greg?" Tommy asked. 

"Ye-yeah. Fuck yeah!" he answered. 

"Get rougher with her. Pull her fucking hair. Slap her ass," he instructed. 

Greg wasn't sure if he should. Alicia turned to look back at him and nodded her head. 

That's all the clarification he needed. He reached forward with his left hand and grabbed all of Alicia's hair that he could. He gripped tightly, pulling her head back. With his free hand, he slapped her ass. Each strike caused her flesh to ripple It wasn't long before her pale skin began to redden. 

"Pump that slut, Greg! Give her your dick!" Mark shouted. 

Tommy moved the camera to Alicia's face. 

"Do you like this, baby? Do you like me making you fuck Greg?" 

She looked up at him with her mouth open, eyebrows raised and nodded her head. 

"You're my fucking whore, aren't you?" 

"Yes...I'm your fucking whore, baby. I'll...unngghh...I'll fuck whoever you want. My pussy belongs to you! Unnnngghhhh!" 

Greg continued his assault on Alicia's pussy and continued to smack her ass. After each slap, Alicia would yelp. 

"Oohhhhh...Greg...fuck me! Pound my pussy! Please...don't...stop! Unnngghhh!" she shouted. 

His thrusts became faster and stronger. Greg became lost in the moment and had no regard for Alicia's physical well-being anymore. He pulled her hair as hard as he could as he kept fucking her. What he did next shocked even Tommy and Mark. 

Greg balled up his fist and slammed it down on Alicia's right ass cheek. This blow had caught Alicia off guard. 

"FUCK!" she shouted. 

After Greg struck her, her body surprised her as she climaxed. Just as she enjoyed the forceful face fucking that Greg gave her earlier at the store, she enjoyed him striking her. 

"Mark! Greg just punched Alicia's ass, dude! That was fucking sick!" Tommy chuckled. 

"I'm going...I'm going to cum," Greg panted. 

He pulled out of Alicia and gripped his cock. Feeling woozy from all the pain that her body had just endured and still reeling from the climax she had - it was difficult for her to find her footing. Alicia knew what was next. 

She stumbled as she tried to get to her knees so that Greg could finish on her face. Alicia found her balance and kneeled down on the dirty garage floor. She pulled her hair back, breathing heavy, and looked up at Greg. 

He pumped his cock furiously toward her waiting face. 

Alicia saw the camera pointed right at her. She decided to give Tommy something good. 

"Come on Greg...cum on my face...cover me with cum. I'm a dirty whore. Spit on me!" 

Without hesitation, Greg spit in her face before unleashing jet after jet of warm, thick cum on Alicia. Cum splashed against her forehead; her right eye; nose; and lips. 

"That was fucking great, dude!" Tommy cheered. 

Greg was met with high-fives from both Tommy and Mark. 

"You beat the shit out of her, man. That was hot! Look at her though, the little slut likes it!" Mark exclaimed. 

He was right. She did like it. Alicia closed her eyes and felt the warm cum drip down her face. She felt a glob hanging off her chin. She took her right index finger and scooped it up and moved it into her mouth, sucking her finger clean. 

Submitting to Tommy and getting abused by Greg and having it all on film was endlessly erotic for Alicia. She had reached a new level of sexual pleasure that she didn't know existed. "Is this what it's going to be like being Tommy's whore?" she thought. 

Before she could answer that question, she saw the garage door come up - it was Ian and Rex. 

"What the fuck is going on here? You guys start without us?" Ian joked. 

"Nah, you boys got here just in time," Tommy replied.



After Hours Alicia Ch. 16



FRIDAY (morning)

Alicia woke up in the back seat of the dusty old car in Mark's garage. Her entire body ached when she tried to move. When she opened her eyes, she saw used condoms all over her body. The semen inside of them had leaked all over her. She made no effort to brush them off. When she sat up, she looked into the rear view mirror. Her face had dried cum all over it and a condom was matted in her hair. She looked like an absolute mess.

"You look like a whore," she thought to herself.

And she was right – she did. Yesterday, she made an effort to stand up for herself. She wanted Tommy and Mark to know that she had limits. Alicia didn't want Tommy, or Mark, to make decisions for her. All of this effort was in vain. Tommy confronted her and put her in her place. All of her pride and convictions had been thrown out the window. 

He shouted at her in a way that she had never experienced before. No one had talked to her like that. She always thought that she would end up with a man who would treat her right and make her feel special. She had that relationship with Peter for a while, until things became too routine. After their breakup, she started dating Tommy. He gave her butterflies in her stomach and she enjoyed being with someone who respected her and didn't judge her for her newfound sexual awakening.

All of that changed last night. Tommy had went from the boyfriend she always wanted to a monster. 

"Maybe Ricky was right," she thought. At the gangbang last Sunday, Ricky had warned her about Tommy.

She remembered what he told her...

"Doesn't it bother you the way he talks to you?"

"He talks to you like you're nothing."

"You'll see. It's only going to get worse, sweetie. Don't say I didn't warn you."

She knew he was right. Part of her felt guilty for not listening to Ricky. How could she know he would be right? At the time that Ricky warned her, they weren't even dating yet. She was blinded by her attraction to Tommy and was unable to heed Ricky's warning.

The other part of Alicia felt excited about what had happened to her last night. It was the same feeling she felt when she had been gangbanged at her father's bar last week. She felt something inside of her bursting out. Feelings and desires she never knew she had manifested themselves after Tommy dressed her down the other night.

She looked into the rearview mirror again and whispered, "I'm a whore."

She grabbed the used condom out of her hair and held it front of her. Even though it had been used and discarded a while ago, it still looked slimy. She rolled her eyes and tossed it on the floorboard. She grabbed the door handle and opened it, exiting the car.

"Where is everyone?" she said quietly.

The garage was empty. All that remained were empty beer cans.

Alicia shivered and decided that she should look for her clothes. She looked around the room for them. Her t-shirt hung over the back of a chair. She put it on – not caring enough about finding her bra first.

Her nipples poked through the white fabric of the t-shirt. She rubbed her arms in a futile attempt to warm up.

She looked down and saw Tommy's video camera and a note attached to it which read, "Watch me."

Finding the rest of her clothes was now in the back of her mind. Her curiosity had taken over. She grabbed the camera and walked over to the entertainment center, plugged the camera in, and turned it on.

Then she hit the PLAY button.

She immediately noticed that this was footage taken from last night after Greg had fucked her. Remembering this brought back memories of how awful her ass felt afterward and how he spit in her face. Despite the pain and the humiliation – she enjoyed it. She actually asked him to spit on her. This was something that she had never had happen to her before, but she was too turned on to care.

On the dirty television screen, she watched Tommy and Mark talk with Ian and Rex who had just got there when Greg finished with her. She could see Greg in the background, fumbling with his clothes and leaving her alone with them.

Greg was the only person yesterday who had been respectful to her, but Tommy turned him into a monster too. He no longer cared for her well-being and was content leaving her with four men with no regard to what happens to her.

Alicia watched as Tommy brought the camera back over to her. When the camera was in her face, she could see the load that Greg had deposited and the spit that hit her in the eye.

"Ready for round two, you fucking whore?" Tommy taunted her.

She slowly nodded her head.

"Hey boys, check it out! She's ready for some more!" he shouted.

Without any instruction, Ian, Rex, and Mark moved closer to her. She was still on her knees and wasn't sure what was going to happen to her next.

"Alright guys, listen up before we get going," Tommy said. "Alicia's nothing more than a cheap slut. Use her however you want. Do anything you want with her. She's my girlfriend, but more importantly – she's my slave. Fuck her, spank her, slap her, spit on her, pull her hair, cum on her face, call her names – everything is on the table, boys!"

Tommy's friends cheered as they eyed Alicia's vulnerable nude body like a piece of meat. In reality, that was all she was to them now – meat. To be used for nothing more than sex.

Even though she looked frightened – she was ready. Ready for everyone to pounce on her and use her body.

Ian was first. He had unbuckled his belt and slid his pants down his legs as he licked his lips and stared at Alicia – with an unsettling grin.

"Sweet cheeks, I've heard Tommy talk about you. I thought he was full of shit 'til I saw that picture he sent me and Rex here of your sweet ass bent over that car. I can't wait to tear you apart..."

She wanted him to fuck her. She wanted all four of them to fuck her, but Ian's words were beginning to scare her. Alicia stood in front of Ian, trembling, waiting for his next move.

Ian grabbed her roughly around her waist and pulled her close to him. By this point, he had kicked his pants off, and stood in front of her wearing only a dirty white t-shirt. His rubbed his cock between Alicia's legs, causing her let out a soft moan. He put his head down and grabbed one of her large, milky white breasts and stuck the nipple in his mouth.

He began to suck and paw at her tit like an animal. Alicia's fears were subsiding and her body was beginning to enjoy the attention she was receiving. She threw head back and bit her bottom lip as Ian continued to chew on her breast.

"There ain't a girl in this city with tits like hers Tommy," Rex said.

"You got that right. I saw the pair on this one and knew I had to make her mine. There's no way I'm letting her get away from me," Tommy replied.

The two friends shared a laugh as Ian decided it was time to get what he came for. He grabbed Alicia and threw her on the musky old couch. She knew what was coming and braced herself for it – even making herself ready for him. She rested her arms against the back of the couch and stuck her ass out, opening her legs as far as she could.

Alicia looked behind her to see Ian approaching her, cock in hand.

"You want this bitch? You want Ian to fuck your little pussy?" Tommy spat.

She slowly nodded her head and meekly replied, "Yes."

"Uhhh!" she grunted, slapping the hood of the car as Ian pushed himself inside of her.

"Yeah...this feels real nice," Ian said, thrusting slowly into her pussy.

Ian was surprised at how it felt to be inside of Alicia. If what Tommy said was true, she had had a lot of mileage put on her pussy in the past week. He wasn't sure if she would still be as tight as he hoped for.

He was also surprised at how wet she was. He didn't need to lube her up before entering her. Alicia's pussy was sopping wet from the teasing he had given her before fucking her.

While he fucked her, Tommy came around the side of the car and pointed his camera in her face. Her eyes met the lens of the camera.

"Baby, you know where this little movie of ours is going to go?" he asked.

She couldn't shake her head "no", because her face was pressed against the hood. It didn't matter what she said, Tommy was about to tell her anyway.

"I've decided that sharing you with my friends isn't good enough. I'm going to put this movie of you getting fucked by all four of us on the internet so the whole world can see what a slut you are," he said, laughing at her.

"Yeah, bitch, that's right, everybody is going to see me fuck your pussy raw," Ian said. "From the beaners in Mexico to the Arabs in the Middle East to the Chinamen, Russians – even the folks in this city."

Ian and Tommy's words made her think. While Ian's pace began to quicken, assaulting her pussy with hard, violent thrusts – she thought about what they had said. Earlier last week she was worried about people finding out about her secret sexual life. She scolded Tommy for taking nude photos of her when she undressed in front of him last Saturday. She had allowed the boys at the gangbang on Sunday to take photos and videos of her with their phones and share them with whoever they wanted. Her inhibitions seemed to disappear each day. She wondered if she had any left.

Her concentration was broken as she felt her long, raven black hair being pulled. Ian pulled it back as far as he could as she slammed into her.

"Oh! Ohhhh! Fuuuuck!" she shouted. "Y-Y-Yesssss!"

Tommy made sure to get her cries of ecstasy on film. Mark and Rex anxiously awaited their turn. They had taken their pants off and stroked their dicks slowly while watching Ian fuck Alicia.

With each thrust, the boys could hear Ian's dick making a slushing noise inside Alicia.

"She is wet, ain't she, Ian?" Rex asked, licking his lips.

"Fuck...yes she is! This bitch wants it! She wants four guys to run a train on her cunt. She's getting...unnnghh...turned on by it. Getting used by men is what this whore lives for....unnnghhh!" Ian replied.

"I don't know how he's doing it. I would have already busted inside her if it were my turn," Rex laughed. "He's lasting longer than I thought he would."

Alicia was breathing heavy and panting. She felt like she had given up all of her inhibitions. She was surrendering her body to Tommy and whoever he saw fit. Her sweat picked up the dust on the couch and clung to her body. She looked filthy, but her appearance was of no concern to her.

Before she knew it, Ian smacked her on the ass and tagged in Rex.

"Alright, about time. You ready for this, bitch?" Rex teased.

Alicia looked behind her, biting her bottom lip, nodded her head and softly said, "Yes."

Rex pressed himself inside of her pussy – moaning as he entered. Her soft, wet hole felt incredible around his stiff cock.

"Babe, how's it feel to be filmed fucking my friends?" Tommy asked, pointing the lens directly at her face.

She knew that Tommy wanted to give her something good for the camera. As she was being fucked by Rex, she thought of what she might say. The look on her face told everyone in the room, including whoever watched this scene, that she was loving every second of it. She didn't even need to respond verbally to Tommy's question – but she wanted to.

"I....unngghh....I love it....I'm your whore, Tommy. I love fucking your friends....they can....use me...whenever they want. My pussy...belongs to you," she cooed.

"That's right, ladies and gentlemen, she's mine. I own all of this. That cute, innocent face; those big, bouncy tits; that plump, juicy ass; and that pretty little pussy. It's all mine and I tell her who to fuck and she does. Ain't that right, babe?" Tommy asked.

"Uh huh...I'll...fuck...whoever you want," she answered.

"Let's see," Tommy began to think aloud. "Peter...me and the twelve other guys at the bar...Rolan...my ten friends...Uncle Otis...and now Rex and Ian – that's twenty eight guys in one week. What...a fucking whore," he laughed.

In between panting and moaning, Alicia looked up at Tommy and said, "Th-th-thirty."

Tommy was confused. He didn't know what to think of her correction. Had he got his math wrong? He went over the total in his head and realized there were still two names unaccounted for.

"Who are the other two guys you fucked? Tell me!" he demanded.

She knew Tommy might not like the answer, but she was willing to pay the price. She had given up her entire body and her freedom to Tommy – she didn't care what happened to her.

"T-T-Two guys at...Bargain Mart," she answered.

Rex slapped her ass, leaving a bright pink hand mark on her right cheek. He squeezed it as he continued to pump his cock in and out of her.

"Wait...you fucked two guys at Bargain Mart?"

"Y-Y-Yes....when you were inside...shopping...I let two of the stock boys fuck me...while I waited," she replied.

Mark laughed, while Tommy stood in shock.

"Holy shit dude, she is the biggest slut I've ever seen. Susie Decker, look out!" Mark joked.

Tommy didn't like Mark's joke or Alicia's answer.

"You only fuck who I tell you to fuck. Is that understood, bitch?" Tommy spat.

"Y-Yes, baby, I-I'm sorry," she answered.

"I didn't know she was this big of a slut, guys. This bitch was a shy little geek last week. Turning me down when I asked her out. Now look at her. She can't get enough dick," Tommy laughed.

"Fuck, Tom, her pussy is the best, but none of you are going to want it when I'm done with it," Rex joked.

"Yeah, you're like guy number thirty," Mark said. "I'm still going to fuck her. Not gonna lie. She's the dirtiest chick I've ever seen."

"Let's see how dirty she can get. Rex, you're done man," Tommy said. "I'm tagging you out. I'm going in. Hold the camera."

Alicia looked behind her and saw Tommy approaching.

"Do you want me from behind?" she asked.

"Sit down, spread your legs," he commanded.

Alicia turned around and did as Tommy instructed.

Tommy grabbed a bottle of lube off the entertainment center.

"What are you using that for?" Mark asked. "She's probably already wet enough dude. Look at that hole. You'll fit in. No problem."

"I think you should be punished for fucking those stock boys. Don't you think?"

"Y-Yes. I should be punished. Hurt me, Tommy," Alicia responded.

Rex and Ian were beside themselves. They were shocked to hear her say that. It even surprised Alicia. She had never asked anyone to hurt her before.

Tommy squirted lube all over his right hand. Seeing this, Alicia's eyes widened.

"W-What are you going to do to me?" she asked.

"I'm going to fist-fuck you, bitch. Hold your legs open!" he ordered.

Tommy kneeled down in front of Alicia, who bit her bottom lip. She was both afraid and excited about what was about to happen to her.

Tommy pushed two fingers inside of Alicia's wet pussy. She took a deep breath and let out a soft moan. Mark, Ian, and Rex watched with morbid fascination. They moved toward them to get a closer look.

Alicia saw Ian and Rex on her left and Mark on her right. She had an audience to her degredation.

"Here it comes, slut," Tommy spat.

He pushed four fingers inside this time. He moved them in and out with ease. Then he curled his hand and pressed it outside of her pussy. Alicia began breathing heavy as she prepared herself to take Tommy's hand inside her.

After a quick push, Tommy's hand was now completely inside of Alicia's sopping wet snatch.

"Holy shit! He did it!" Mark cheered. "She's getting fisted!"

Rex pointed the camera at Alicia's pussy, which was now invaded by Tommy's entire right hand. Alicia looked down and could barely believe it herself.

"Oh baby, I feel....so full...your hand feels so good inside me," she cooed.

Tommy began to pump his fist back and forth. Alicia dug her nails into the couch cushions and braced herself. She could feel Tommy making fists and opening his hand, letting his fingers touch her inner walls.

"Ohhh fuck!" she cried. "Fist me! Jam your fist inside my pussy!"

"You like that, you fucking whore?"

"She's digging it, man!" Mark laughed. He walked over and slapped Alicia's right tit. The smack caused her to squeal. "You're going to wreck her cunt doing that."

"I don't care. She's mine. I can do whatever I want with her," Tommy replied. "Isn't that right?"

"YES! YES! OH YES! I'm yours. I'm your whore, baby. You...can do whatever you want with me. You can hurt me whenever you want. I'll fuck anybody you want me to! Use me! OH FUCK!" she cried.

"I can hurt you anytime I want? I can come up behind you, while you're in the kitchen, throw you against the counter and fuck you?"

"OH MY GOD YES! Please!"

"I can put you on the counter and slam my fist inside your pussy?"

"You can fist me...all the time...if you want! Stretch me out! I'm serious baby, do whatever you want to me!"

Tommy pulled his fist out, which was soaked in a combination of lube and Alicia's pussy juice.

"I'm really stretching her out," Tommy laughed. "I better stop for now or none of us are going to be able to fuck her. Her cunt's going to be too big."

"I have to say, I didn't think she'd be into it this much. Looks I don't have to force her to do anything. She's going to do whatever I tell you to, isn't that right?" Tommy asked. 

Before she could answer, Tommy slapped her across the face.

Alicia bit her bottom lip again and nodded her head – grinning.

"Who's next?" she coored. "I want you guys to fuck me until I pass out."

Tommy pulled his cock out and pointed it in front of Alicia's pussy.

As he pressed himself inside, Mark pulled Ian away from the show.

"Hey, I got an idea," Mark said.

"What's that?"

"Tommy's fisting her gave me an idea," Mark replied, grabbing a few pool balls off a table.

"No way, dude! Are you going to do what I think you're going to do?"

"Fucking right, I am. I'm going to see if she can put a few of these inside her."

"I love it! I can't wait to see that!"

Tommy fucked Alicia faster and faster. He watched as her breasts bounced wildly with each thrust. He reached over and began smacking her tits.

"OHH YES! Fuck me, baby! Fuck me harder!"

Before she could get her wish, Tommy pulled out. Alicia looked up at him – disappointed. She wanted more and Tommy wouldn't give it to her.

"I'm done fucking her cunt. Mark, you want in?" Tommy asked.

"Yeah man, but I'm going to try something," Mark replied. "Watch this."

Mark walked over toward Alicia. Still seated on the dirty couch, she was a filthy mess. She had dirt all over her from being fucked on the old car. Sweat was pouring down her face and all over her body. Out of breath and dying to cum, she looked up at Mark to see what he had in store for her.

He put one of the pool balls in his right hand and knelt in front of her. Alicia was confused. "Is he really going to put that inside me?" she asked herself. She looked at Tommy, who had a sadistic grin on his face.

Mark pushed the first ball into her pussy with little resistance. Alicia was surprised that it's entry hadn't hurt her. A combination of arousal and the stretching she received from Tommy's fist made it a simple task for Mark.

The second ball pushed the first further into her pussy. This ball slipped in and joined the other. The feeling of having the two pool balls in her cunt excited her. She felt completely degraded and was loving every minute of it. She had given control of her body, and possibly her life, to Tommy – who she had only been dating less than a week. A man she was repulsed by before last Friday.

"Check it out guys," Mark laughed. He pulled her pussy open to give the guys a closer look at the pool balls.

Tommy, Ian, and Rex could see the second ball peeking out through her folds.

"Hand me my phone. I'm going to get a picture," Mark said.

Ian gave Mark his phone. Mark pointed it at Alicia's snatch, but moved back to make sure he got her face in the shot.




After Hours Alicia Ch. 16



"Smile, slut," Mark spat.

Alicia grinned as Mark snapped photo after photo of her pussy filled with pool balls.

"Are you going to send those pictures...to anyone?" she asked.

"Hell yeah, I am. It's not every day that I see something like this." Mark answered.

"Good. Send them...to anyone you want...I don't care...who sees them," she cooed.

Watching the tape, Alicia could barely believe what she was seeing. It was as if she was watching a porno of four guys and some other woman. She couldn't believe that it was her.

"The whole town is going to see this video, babe," Tommy said. "Everyone is going to see you getting plowed by four guys. Everyone is going to see what a fucking slut you are."

"Oh baby, yes....show it to everyone. I want everyone to see me like this. I want them to see me getting fucked by you and your friends like some cheap slut."

"That's what you are – a cheap slut," Tommy said.

Mark stepped in between Tommy and Alicia.

"I'm going in her ass again, dude. Let's leave the pool balls in her cunt while I fuck her in the ass," Mark said.

"Rex, make sure you get this," Tommy ordered.

Alicia didn't need to be told what to do. She turned over and rested over the edge of the couch. Her large, pillow tits draping over the edge as she stuck her ass in the air.

"Put your cock in my ass, Mark. Please!" she moaned.

Mark spit on Alicia's ass and worked the saliva into her asshole with his finger before pressing his cock into her.

Tommy stood in front of the camera.

"Hey, this is the dirtiest slut in town. We've turned her into the biggest whore. Wait until you see what we have in store for her when this is over," Tommy said.

Rex resumed filming Mark's assault on Alicia's ass. His thrusts were not slow, but instead, were fast and hard. As he continued to slam into her ass, Alicia panted and moaned loudly.

Alicia had forgotten what happened to her after being fucked last night. It seemed like she got her wish when she asked to be fucked until she passed out.

"What did they do to me?" she asked herself, watching the screen intently.

"How's your ass feel, Mark?" Ian teased.

"Fucking incredible, dude. I'll fuck her in the cunt, but I'm more of an ass guy. I was the first one to stick it in her ass. Ain't that right, Tom?" Mark responded.

"Yeah. Last Sunday, we gangbanged her. Mark had the idea to put it in her ass. At first she was unsure about it, but after she got it inside of her – she loved it." Tommy replied.

Ian walked to the other side of the couch.

"All this time, we've just taken turns on her, but we haven't used her to her full potential," Ian said. "She's a slut. Two of her holes are being used, but her mouth is empty. Let's fix that. Suck my fucking cock, whore."

Ian pushed his cock inside Alicia's mouth, who accepted eagerly. While Mark continued fucking her in the ass, she sucked Ian's cock for all it was worth, moaning while she did it.

Reaching over the couch, Ian gave Mark a high-five.

"It doesn't get much better than this man. Hey Tom...OH FUCK...she's good. Hey, what if I want to fuck her again?" Ian asked, with Alicia's lips still firmly around his cock.

"Are you kidding me? You can fuck her whenever you want. She's my slut. You come over to my place and make her do whatever you want. She walks around my place naked. I don't let her wear clothes." Tommy answered.

Hearing Tommy talk about sharing her was bringing her closer to climaxing. Mark pounded away inside her ass and she could feel the pool balls still inside her pussy.

Alicia began moaning louder, which felt great for Ian's cock.

She pulled her mouth away and looked up at Ian.

"Slap me! Slap me in the face! Call me a whore!" she commanded.

Ian looked over at Tommy, who just shrugged.

Ian pulled his hand back and slapped her across the face and shoved his cock back inside her mouth.

"Take that you fucking whore!"

Alicia started shaking. Her moaning had reached its apex and she finally came. When she did, her muscles pushed the pool balls out of her pussy.

They both fell on the floor. The sight made the guys cheer wildly and high-five each other.

Tommy picked the balls up and walked around the couch.

"Hey, I think she needs to clean these. What do you guys think?" Tommy asked, to which they all agreed.

Alicia took Ian's cock out of her mouth again and held it wide open.

Tommy put one of the balls into her mouth. She could feel her own juices on the dirty pool ball. She ran her tongue all around it, sucking it clean, before spitting it out. Her boyfriend replaced the first ball with the second, which she cleaned again.

"I've got an idea. Rex, keep holdin' that camera, bud," Tommy said as he walked around to the front of the couch. He sat down next to Alicia.

"Babe, sit on my cock. Put it in your pussy," he instructed.

Feeling a little woozy from the fucking Mark gave her, she tried to keep her balance as she stood up on the couch. She turned around and lowered herself over Tommy's lap in a squatting position.

She grabbed Tommy's cock and put it inside of her and sat down.

"Hey, hey, not yet," Tommy said, shaking his finger.

"Mark, come here, man. We're going to try something new," Tommy said.

"She's already had dicks in her ass and pussy at the same time, bro. That's not new for her," Mark replied.

"Two words – double vaginal. We're both going to fuck her pussy at the same time," Tommy laughed.

"I don't know about that. I'm not sure I want to put my dick in there and feel your dick next to mine," he chuckled.

Growing impatient, Alicia spoke up.

"C'mon, Mark. Put your cock inside my pussy. Don't you want to stretch my pussy open with Tommy? Please. I want both of you to wreck my pussy," she cooed.

It was hard to argue with that. Alicia's lewd words had stirred something inside of Mark. He grabbed his cock and approached Alicia. She looked him in the eyes and smiled as his cock inched closer and closer to her pussy.

Mark pointed his cock on top of her clit and slowly rubbed downward until it lay on top of Tommy's. The sensation was not something Mark was into, but he pressed himself easily inside of Alicia.

Having two cocks violating her pussy was a feeling that Alicia welcomed. She closed her eyes and threw her head back. Tommy and Mark, the Chum Dumpsters, sawed in and out of her pussy in unison.

Their cocks began to stretch her opening – testing its elasticity. Ian and Rex watched in awe. They had never seen anything like this in real life – only in porno movies. And now they were making one with the dirtiest girl in town – Alicia Reynolds.

"Oh fuck!" she cried, "That feels sooo good! I love having two cocks in me!"

Tommy reached up and pawed both of her softy, fleshy tits. Grabbing both nipples he pulled her tits to the side. The tugging both hurt and excited Alicia. Before today, she had never felt so violated – and she was loving every second of it.

The camera was pointed directly at Alicia's pussy. A close-up shot showed the dicks pounding away at her hole.

Ian asked, "You're going to be a star, Alicia."

"Yeah, this is going to get so many hits when we put this shit online. You'll never be able to live this down," Rex teased.

"Unnnghhhh!" she moaned, "I don't care! I want everyone to know that I'm a whore. That I'm Tommy's fuck slut! I'll...fuck anybody! I want to be....your very own....pornstar! I want to...make more movies!"

Ian and Rex high-fived each other.

"That's a good fucking idea. We should make more movies with her. Turn her into our very own pornstar. We can make a hundred different videos. I'll bet she'd do anything we wanted her to!" Rex exclaimed.

Tommy and Mark's double assault on Alicia's pussy had ceased. Mark pulled out and Tommy shoved Alicia off of him. She landed on the couch. Confused, she looked around to see what would happen to her next.

"What are you going to do to me, Tommy? Please don't stop treating me like a slut," she said.

"I don't think you have to worry about that," he laughed. 

"Alright boys, " Tommy announced. "Time for the finale. Each of us are going to fuck her as hard as we can. We're going to run the roughest train this bitch has ever had on her. My bitch, my rules. I'm going first."

Tommy grabbed Alicia and pulled her closer to him and spread her legs as far as they would go. Alicia grabbed both legs and held them apart. Tommy stuck his cock inside of her.

"Not as tight as she was before," he teased.

"I've got a great idea," Tommy added. "After each of us fuck her, we're going to slap her in the face. What'ya think?"

Alicia bit her bottom lip and nodded. She was beyond turned on by the idea.

Over the next several minutes, each member of the band fucked her violently. They squeezed her tits; slapped them; choked her; and when they were done, they came inside their condoms and slapped her in the face.

When they were done fucking her, Alicia lay there – almost unconscious. With a faint smile on her face, she drifted to sleep. The guys had worn her out. Usually, she could keep going, but the rough sex that she got today was too much for her to handle. She was physically exchausted.

The boys pulled their used condoms off and threw them at her body.

Tommy picked her up and held her in his arms. He walked over to Mark's dad's old, dirty car and threw her in the backseat. Slamming the door, Tommy gave her one last message.

"Alicia, you're the best piece of ass I've ever had – or they've had for that matter. I own you now. You're going to do what I want when I want. Your next task is written on a napkin. You can find it under the beer can on the entertainment center. Later, bitch."

The video cut off at that point.

She walked over to where the last message was. She picked it up and read it.

"Rent's due and I don't have the money. I talked to my landlord and told him you'd send him a dirty video in exchange for this month's rent. His number is 555-6767. I want you to take a video with your camera of you sucking the cum out of the condoms we dumped on you and send it to him. Hurry up."

She had made a porno movie with Tommy and the rest of the band. Now she was asked to do the dirtiest thing she could imagine.

"Do I want to do this?" she asked herself. She laughed, "Of course I do. I'm the biggest slut in town."

Alicia walked over to the car and found the condoms. Three of them were on the seat and one was in the floor board. She picked them up and laid them in the palm of her hand. She took her phone and found the record video function. She hit "record" and held the phone with her other hand.

"I'm Alicia," she said looking into her phone, "Tommy's girlfriend. He told me to send you a video to pay for his rent. I do anything he tells me to do. I'm his slut."

She was really enjoying making this personal video for Tommy's landlord. She spoke in a voice that sounded like a pornstar. She stuck her chest out. Her hard nipples strained against the fabric of the thin shirt, which was the only stitch of clothing she had on. Aside from the shirt, she was bottomless.

Alicia took the first condom and held it up to her lips. She put her mouth around the opening and wrapped her lips around it. She made a loud sucking sound and slurped as much of the cum out of it as she could.

"That's one," she cooed, before tossing the condom in the air.

She took another condom and did the same thing. This one had a bigger load still left inside of it. Most of the contents of the condoms had leaked out on different parts of her body.

Alicia's face wore a combination of sweat and dried cum – both visible to whoever watched this video.

Slurrrppp...

"Aaah," she said. "Delicious. I love the taste of cum."

She tossed the second condom on the floor.

"I love cum so much, I could eat it all the time. I wish I had some that I could drink every day," she pouted.

The third condom went down the hatch just like the previous two. Each time she sucked the cum out of one, she made sure to gulp it down and swallow it as lewdly as she could.

She decided to do something special with the last condom. She held it in the air and tilted her head back. Some of the cum began to slowly run out of it. A glob hung from the end of the condom before it splashed on her waiting tongue.

Alicia giggled, then lowered half of the condom into her mouth and sucked it as hard as she could.

She took a deep breath and opened her eyes.

"Yummy. I hope you liked your video and I hope this is payment enough for Tommy's rent. Let me know if you need...anything...else."

What have I become? She thought. She giggled to herself. 

As soon as she sent the video, she got a text message.

It was from Nikki.

"hey grl, being gangbanged tonight at the bar!! My uncle said theres gonna be LOTS of dicks there tonight. Im going to get wrecked!! Hey! I was wondering if u wanted to help me out??? U and me get gangbanged 2gether? Let me know girl!!"