18 comments/ 91263 views/ 60 favorites Caught On Video By: Doctor33 Last night I stumbled on a video that I can't stop thinking about, making it impossible to hide my raging hard on all day at school. All I can think about is getting home, releasing this bulge from my tight jeans, watching the video again, and jerking off until I unload my balls, covering my hand in hot jizz. Even for a sex-crazed 18 year-old boy I'm way hornier than usual. I've seen plenty of porn and a few teasing videos from girls at school, which I like, but this one? This one is amazing. After my mom went to bed last night I went downstairs to use her computer. It's hooked up to the printer, so I had emailed my homework to her account - pretty normal in our house. When I opened her email I saw the message from me, as expected, and right before it I saw a message from my dad. He's been out of the country the last few weeks, always traveling for work. I thought they might be talking about me, so I decided to take a peek. I've done this before, not a big deal. Usually, they just give a quick update on what's been happening, miss you, love you, and so on. This message started out that way, but took a turn when he started telling her how horny he was, and he couldn't wait to feel her mouth on his cock again. I'm shocked to see these kind of words exchanged between my parents. Then he says something like,' oh by the way, you remember this video we made? It's been getting me through the nights, can't wait to make another one.' My hand trembles as the cursor hovers over the file attachment. The house was quiet and dark. I double-clicked the file, my face close to the screen. A grainy, dark video popped up revealing my mom's pretty, seductive smile looking up at the camera. My eyes bulged at the sight of my dad's cock in her hand and her big tits resting at the base of it. She lets out a little moan, and I jolted back, frantically looking for the volume controls. I managed to mute the sound, and my heart pounded in my ears. Nothing moved in the house. My attention shifted back to the video where my mom was slowly stroking my dad's cock. My teenage dick throbbed in my shorts. I realize I've stumbled onto something special and feel fully exposed in our dining room, so I sent the video to my email account, cleaned up the evidence of my discovery and bolted upstairs to fully appreciate my new treasure in the privacy of my room. The rest of the night I watched my parents fool around, while I eagerly jerked off. The next day, with school finally over, I hurry home. Inside I see mom heading towards the garage with a basket of laundry. She's in a loose, light blue dress she likes to wear around the house. "Hi, mom," I say, noticing she isn't wearing a bra. "How was school?" She asks. "It was fine. Lots of homework." She turns around and continues towards the garage. "I'll be making dinner in a bit. Spaghetti good?" "Sounds good. I'll be upstairs," I say. I turn and head for my room, eager for release. Finally, I'm at my desk, computer booting up and my pants unzipped. I start the video and watch my mom take my dad's dick into her mouth, working her pretty lips around the fat head before diving deep, almost down to his balls. I listen close for the gagging sounds in her throat. I pull my already hard cock out of my jeans and start to stroke nice and slow, trying to match her rhythm. She licks down his shaft and starts tonguing and sucking his balls one at a time. I pull off my shirt, pants and boxers in a hurry and start fondling my own aching balls. I stroke a little faster going into a jerk off haze as my mom wraps her tits around my dad's cock. I'm amazed how great they look. My mind drifts between the video and what I saw downstairs. Between her tits must be the warmest, coziest place on earth. She then stands giving a quick glimpse of her tidy bush before turning around to show off a nice wide, firm ass. I let out a small moan when she bends over, revealing her beautiful pussy. In the shadows I can see her looking back with a teasing smile as she reaches up between her legs to run a finger between those hot wet lips. She then eases her ass onto my dad's lap and rubs his dick on her ass and her twat, driving him, and me, crazy. She gets back on her knees for the final stretch, cock back in her mouth, she starts bobbing and stroking with all she's got, tits bouncing on his balls. I'm going along for the ride, legs stretched out, hand gliding up and down my engorged cock. As my balls start to tighten my bedroom door flies open. "Oh shit, sorry honey," my mom says holding a basket of folded laundry. I frantically try to close the video and cover my hard on with a t-shirt all at the same time. She starts to back out then catches a glimpse of what I was watching. "Wait, where the hell did you get that," her voice cracks with anger. "Mom, you're supposed to knock!" My face reddens and my dick shrivels in fear. "You're not supposed to see that," she says as she drops the clothes on the floor. "What the hell do you think you're doing? That's private!" "I don't know. I'm sorry." Hot tears of shame start to well up in my eyes. I try to bend over to cover myself better, hide my burning embarrassment. "Just leave me alone." "Shit, I'm sorry honey. But you can't be watching that," my mom says. Grabbing a tissue off my desk, she hands it to me. I take it and try to turn away in my chair. "You're not supposed see me like that." "Just go, ok?" She turns the chair back, so that she's standing over me. I cower, not wanting to look her in the eye or ogle the breasts in front of my face. Instead, I stare at her red painted toenails. "I can't just leave. What you've done is wrong, and it deserves some sort of punishment," she says. Confused and scared, I peak up at her stern face. "You invaded my privacy and stole that. So finish what you started, while I watch." I look at her with disbelief. "I can't do that." "You weren't having trouble a minute ago." I try to mutter a protest. "You've watch me do private things, very private things. Now I get to watch you," she says. "Come on let's see it. Drop the t-shirt. Come on drop it." I drop the shirt on the floor but cover my soft dick with my hand. Feeling small and stupid, I try to turn again. "Easy there little guy. Let's see that prick." "No, just leave me alone!" I start to get up, ready to bolt. She pushes me back in the chair and says, "I'm sorry, honey. I'm trying to be fair. What is it you liked about my video? Was it these?" She bends forward and jiggles her tits near my face. "Was it this?" she asks as she pantomimes a cocksucking motion with her hand and mouth. Then she twirls around briefly lifting her dress. "Or was it my ass? Or my pussy?" I barely say, "No. I don't know." "Are you sure? Your prick seems to like something," she says, pointing at my now growing dick. I can't quite cover it with my hand. She pulls down the neckline of her dress revealing more and more of her full, firm tits. "Does this help?" she asks as her tits tumble out, nipples hard and pointing right at me. I shake my head as my cock hardens even more. She squeezes her tits together and says, "Stroke it, honey. It's the least you can do." I take hold of it, mouth hanging open, eyes transfixed on the best tits I've ever seen and slowly start to stroke my cock. "There you go. Like a big boy." She stands there, legs set apart and squeezes her tits together. Her hands close in and pull on her nipples, while she bites her lip. She says with sultry moan, "You like mommy's tits, don't you?" I give her a steady nod and keep staring and stroking. My mind feels like mush, mouth dry and balls overflowing. She reaches under her dress and pulls down her panties, letting them drop to the floor and steps out of them. She picks up the pink cotton and tosses them on my lap. I'm confused for a moment and stop jerking off. "Smell them." I slowly bring the panties up to my nose, not sure what to think. I get whiff of her pussy. It's the first time I've smelled a woman's juices, and it gets me a little dizzy with lust. My hand returns to my throbbing dick, while I inhale, deep. "You like to smell my pussy don't you? You're a dirty little boy." "Can I see it?" I ask, low and husky, her soft panties now wrapped around my cock. My hips start to thrust, fucking the pink, soft material. My beautiful mother sits on the edge of my bed and rubs her inner thighs. "Can you see what?" "Your pussy." My mom slowly brings her hands up her legs and lifts her dress revealing her bald swollen pussy lips with a trimmed patch of curly hair on top. I remember my dad's cock rubbing on that hot snatch in the video. Dress hiked up around her waste she starts to lightly touch herself. "Keep stroking that hard cock," she says, "it's bigger than your dad's." I bring the panties up to my nose again to smell what's right in front of me. My other hand firmly strokes my veiny, thick dick. She stares at my bouncing balls, while I watch her work her clit and knead her tits. With parted lips and shallow breaths my mother's heavy lidded eyes watch me thrust into my hand. "Mommy likes seeing you work that big cock." She slips a finger into her pussy and moans. My balls tighten. "You like that? You like it when mommy fingers her pussy?" I nod, glazed eyes locked on her hand now fingerfucking her wet twat with two fingers, hips rocking. "Do you want to cum for mommy?" She drops off the bed onto her knees and arches her back, continuing to fuck herself. "Cum on mommy's tits. Cover them in your hot jizz." Sparks fly in mind. My hand is a blur on my cock as I stand up in front of my mom. I begin to shudder. She closes her eyes. "Oh fuck," I grunt. As the first wave passes though me a rope of cum shoots across her flushed cheek. I aim down and two sticky ropes shoot across her heaving tits as my body floods with pleasure. The heat of my cum sends her over the edge. She starts to convulse grinding her pussy into her wet hand. "Oh fuck. Cover mommy's tits in your cum." She shudders and shakes through her own orgasm. I unleash another glob of cum on my mother's chest. My legs feel wobbly as I squeeze out the last thick drop down my shaft. She almost purrs as she opens her eyes to look at my semi-hard, oozing dick. Leaning forward she licks the last drop and takes the sensitive tip into her hot mouth. Shame, lust and confusion are washing over me as the post orgasm fog begins to lift. I stumble back, and my dick pops from her lips as I drop onto my chair. "Wow, what a hot mess," she says. She grabs my t-shirt and wipes my jizz off her face and chest. "This explains all the sticky laundry, you cum like a pornstar." "Sorry mom," I say. I feel embarrassed. She tosses the t-shirt on floor and picks up her dress. She bends over, tits swaying in my face and kisses the top of my head. "I think we're even, honey. Dinner will be ready in a half-hour." And she walked out of my room, ass swaying, closing the door on her way out. Caught on Video Annabelle had just started her freshman year at a prestigious college where sororities, fraternities, and sports were everything. Her older cousin had helped her become a pledge for the most wild sorority, and she couldn't believe her luck. She knew freshman year would be filled with parties, fun and guys. Her first couple of weeks in, a guy from the frat house that their sorority tended to run in the same circles with asked Annabelle out for drinks. They got to talking, and James seemed super sweet. She had been warned by some of the older girls in the sorority to watch out for the guys in that particular frat, they had a reputation of being a little too wild and some of their requirements for rush were unorthodox. Annabelle wasn't really sure what harm could be done to her, so when James asked her out again she said yes. A couple of evenings in, after a few too many beers at Taco Tuesday's, Annabelle let it happen, what James had been hinting at since they had started hanging out the week before. In Annabelle's tiny dorm room, she let James have her. A virgin, it was her plan all along to lose her virginity as soon as possible in college. The sex was quick. James didn't even take his pants off all of the way, sweaty and cumming quickly, not giving a thought to Annabelle's needs. She was just glad to have it over with, and James seemed nice enough. The next weekend, the fraternity was having a huge party at their house, and Annabelle was excited to go, especially since she'd have her sorority sisters and James there. She was able to pre-party with her girls before hobbling over to the party around 9:00. Annabelle found James right away, who kissed her cheek and handed her a mixed drink. "Yummy... Thanks James!" Annabelle and James caught up for a sec, and Annabelle found her sorority sisters on the dance floor. *** Oof. Annabelle tried to blink away the sun that was shining into her room. James was there, and glass of water and some aspirin were on the table. "Morning there, party girl. You really got wild there last night. I had to take you home early and put you to bed! Here you go, drink this water and hopefully you'll start to feel better. I gotta get going." Annabelle smiled at James, it was so sweet that he helped her home. "Thanks for taking care of me, James. I'm not sure what happened. I remember being at the party but then not much else." "You're safe with me. Feel better." And with that, James was out the door. Annabelle had tons of homework to catch up on but was so tired and noticed a couple of bruises on her arm. Hmm. Must have fallen down somewhere along the way. She absentmindedly rubbed her pussy, her panties were off and there was a slight sting. She guessed that her and James must have found the time to have sex again, but she didn't remember. Frustrated, Annabelle decided she needed to be more careful in the future. Dragging herself across the room, she pressed the on button on her computer, so she could catch up on emails and get some homework going. Her computer immediately lit up and her reflection came back staring at her, in real time. She realized she had recorded an earlier live chat for class, and must have forgotten to turn off the camera. Behind her, Annabelle had a direct line of sight to her bed. A light bulb went on in her head - she had inadvertently recorded the entire night. Curious, Annabelle scrolled the recording back to 11:00pm, and scrolled forward every 20 minutes or so until she got to some movement - 1:37 - James halfway dragging and halfway carrying her into her room. Annabelle blushed watching herself, she was embarrassed she had gotten so drunk. She was giggling and making muffled noises, hanging on James and trying to kiss him. "Babe, just lie down. Get some rest." James got Annabelle onto her bed, and he sat beside her for a few minutes. Annabelle was still visible in the video, when James reached over and lifted her arm, dropping it like dead weight. "Annabelle. ANNABELLE!" James loudly tried to awaken her, and squeezed her ass a few times. With that, James got up and left the room. Annabelle, watching the video, was confused. Had James decided to go back to the party? Had she come to later on and they had sex later on in the night? While these thoughts were going on in her head, the screen lit up, an open door letting light into her dimly lit room on the screen. "She's totally fucking out. We can do whatever the fuck we want to this stupid bitch." Annabelle was shocked. That was James' voice, and as he entered the screen, so did four other fraternity brothers she recognized, all freshman pledges. Annabelle paused the video, horror washing over her. Would James really let this happen? She knew she couldn't stop watching now. She pressed play and bit her lip, waiting to see what was about to unfold. "Your challenge, if you choose to accept it, is to get in on this gangbang. I did her the other day, I know she's down and can handle it. Who's first boys?" Even though the room wasn't well lit, Annabelle could see the drunken frat guys, hungry looks on their faces. James' pledge buddy unzipped his pants and was on top of her still body. She could hear muffled laughter, the other guys totally egging him on as he pushed up Annabelle's skirt and yanked down her panties. Panting over her, he sloppily grunted on top of her backside, obviously gaining traction as his grunts got louder over her passed out body. The other guys were still laughing and clapping, as another, a large black football player Terrance came around to the front of the bed and shimmied his sports pants down around his ankles. He began rubbing himself close to Annabelle's face. Slapping her a little on the cheek with his huge cock, calling her a slut who was gonna get it soon. The one inside her finished up, and another pledge was right there ready for his turn riding Annabelle. "Dude, I was gonna get in there." Said the black guy. The one that was practically already on top her her snapped, "We're all gonna get in her cunt. Look at you. I can't go after you. She is gonna be REKT." Taking this compliment, the black guy chuckled and let his frat brother get in there for his ride. Not as pump-pump-cum as the first, he abruptly grabbed Annabelle at the hips and hoisted her loose body, bottoms up. She was at the foot of the bed, and he started fucking her from behind, but not with thrusts, but by moving Annabelle back and forth, like a human masturbation machine. James interrupted, "Dude, don't fuck her too hard. Two more to go, save some of her goodies for them!" He was interrupted with a groan anyways, the second pledge was done, cum draining off of Annabelle's back. The third guy, who had been in the shadows this whole time moved into view, his pants down, cock in hand. Greedily licking his lips, he took her in the same fashion as the last one had, rapidly taking what he needed and finishing up. Terrance had been watching the whole time, stroking himself near Annabelle's face. He was ready to go. *** Still watching the video, Annabelle winced. She had gone through a series of emotions, ranging from embarrassment to terror, and then something completely unexpected. She was fascinated. And hot. Watching herself be degraded by the frat brothers sparked something deep inside of Annabelle and she was horny as hell. She started rubbing her pussy in anticipation, the whole video so far had been about 30 minutes. They were really letting her have it. There was no way she was going to be able to stop watching now, she was completely hot and wanted to see how Terrance was even going to fit inside her small pussy, that had been virginal up until a week ago. *** Terrance came around the bed and actually started stroking Annabelle's pussy from behind, and then probing her with his hand. It was slower, like he was trying to get her ready to accept his huge cock once he began the final bang of the night, the grand finale. Once he was satisfied with her pussy's stretched opening, he had one arm around Annabelle's waist, holding her ass in place as he used his other hand to guide his massive cock inside her. He was straining, and the other guys who had been quiet up until that point started cheering him on. "Get it in there, Bro! Damn! "Is it gonna fit? She's gonna take it!" And Terrance repositioned over her, hands on her hips, clearly all the way inside of Annabelle. "She is still so fucking tight! Damn, dogs! She is a fresh one!" And Terrence began to ease his way out her her slowly, ramming his rod roughly back into Annabelle. *** Still watching the video, Annabelle's pussy was drenched. She was so fucking turned on, especially by Terrance and the way he was handling her. She couldn't believe she took him all the way, and then was being pounded right in front of her very own eyes. She rubbed herself harder, she was completely in the moment. Fascinated. Disgusted. And on the brink of an orgasm. Right when Terrance began thrusting her harder on the video, slapping her ass and pulling her hair. A muffled, "Careful bro!" from James in the background, his pleas overcome by the carnal grunts that were overtaking Terrance. Annabelle in real time had three fingers inside her, riding the side of the chair as she watched. An explosion took over her body. Waves of the biggest orgasm she'd ever had, right when Terrance pulled out in the video, snapped off the condom and came on Annabelle's ass. The other guys were laughing and hooting, but Terrance looked overcome with something different. Annabelle's spent body slumped back onto the bed. She could see a grin on her passed out face. "James, this drunk slut is the best. I can't wait to get her wasted again, do you think she'll know what's up?" One of the guys out of camera range wished out loud. "Dude she slept through the whole fucking thing. I am SURE we can expect a repeat performance with this little whore." James said, grabbing Annabelle's arm and roughly moving her to the center of the bed. The guys shuffled out, and James rapidly made up the bed, straightened the room and threw something in the trash. *** Annabelle peeked into her garbage can at that point, four condom wrappers among condoms and tissues were just sitting there. Annabelle wanted to be angry, she knew what they did was wrong. But now she was overcome with curiosity, and wanted to know what it would feel like to be taken by four guys in such rapid succession. With that, Annabelle resolved she would have to pretend to get pass out drunk at the next party - she couldn't wait for her next gangbang. Caught on Video Pt. 02 Last weekend changed something inside of Annabelle forever. She knew she needed to feel those guys inside her, know what the gangbang was all about. Jason found her on campus that week, and asked her out for drinks. They went to the local sports bar, Jason ordering a pitcher for the two of them. Annabelle smirked, she knew that Jason was trying to get her tipsy so he could get off later. She had other plans for him. She knew he hadn't gotten in on the action on Friday, but she wasn't going to let him have her again. Not after the way he tricked her. As for the other guys, her carnal needs had taken over and she wasn't mad. She needed them to come over for a repeat performance so that she could get a taste of what she had only watched on the video, her memory blank from the actual events. She just wasn't sure why Jason had staged it. Was is a rush requirement? Was he getting paid? She would have to find out more details. Terrance stopped by their table, winking at Annabelle. "You got a little wild there on Friday, huh girl?" Jason turned green from this comment, but Annabelle innocently played along. "Oh I know! I am so embarrassed. Just can't hold my liquor. Luckily Jason took care of me." She smiled sweetly and patted Jason's hand. "Well, are you going to be at the party on Saturday?" Terrance looked at her, kind of hopeful. Bingo. Of course she was on board. "Oh, I don't know, guys, maybe I should be grounded this weekend?" Annabelle demurely replied. Jason and Terrance at once, "No!" Jason recovered, "Come on, babe. It will be fun!" "Oh I guess so!" Annabelle said in her most innocent sweet voice. The rest of the evening, Annabelle put off Jason's advances, he was NOT getting any tonight. She wanted to save herself for Saturday, and she was still angry at Jason for keeping the gangbang from her and thinking he would get away with it. *** Annabelle prepped for Saturday, she could barely wait. She rewatched video segments that got her hot, but didn't dare let herself have a release, she wanted to save it all up for the late night bang. Annabelle stayed at her dorm while her sorority sisters pre-partied. She wanted to stay focused, and maybe find clues to clear up Jason's motives and if he might have slipped something into her drink the weekend before. She practiced in the mirror giggling, and wore towering heels that she looked drunk in even sober. Prepping herself for the evening, she but on her cutest panties, and hit the party. They were all there, in a group in the kitchen. The guys that gangbanged her the weekend before. Hurriedly discussing something, Annabelle clearly saw one of the white boys that rode her hand folded bills to Jason. So that cleared it up. Jason was probably pimping out freshmen girls without their knowledge! Jason saw her staring, and rushed over with a drink in hand, that he already had on the counter. It was too much of a coincidence. She must have been roofied the weekend before. Annabelle felt betrayed, but tried to focus on the task at hand, she still wanted all of those guys inside her tonight. Minus Jason. His days fucking Annabelle were over for good. Pretending to drink her drink and get drunk throughout that night, at one point Annabelle was able to sneak up to Jason's room in the frathouse. He sure wasn't very good at hiding evidence. Right there on his desk was a little black book. Annabelle flipped through the pages, lists of names of older frat brothers with dollar amounts next to them, newer pledges with 'first free; marked. There was even a name and number for 'rape drugz' in the book. What an idiot. Annabelle snuck the book into her purse and went downstairs, keeping up her act. "JASON!!" She squealed, wrapping her arms around his neck. BABE. I am so horny. Let's go HOOOOOME!!" Jason smiled at Annabelle, "Sure babe. I think you need to get into bed." Annabelle kept up the act, while Jason motioned to Terrance across the room. *** Annabelle pretended to be semi conscious on the walk home, and flopped down on her bed hard. She was buzzing inside. She still wasn't really sure how everything was going to play out, and she liked it that way. Jason rubbed her back, and then tried to make sure she was out for good, pinching her arm (wince!), slapping her ass (nice.) Annabelle kept still and quiet. Just like the last weekend, all four guys shuffled in on Jason's command. She opened her eyes the tiniest bit, couldn't tell through her lashes. To her surprise, the pump-and-cum freshman had been replaced with another big black dude. Terrance quickly introduced him to Jason, "Dude, this is JJ. Toby freaked out at the last minute. But JJ is good for it. He'll even pay for his first." She saw Jason nod, and she knew the gangbang was about to get underway. *** Still pretending to be passed out, Annabelle played along as the same guy from the other night went in first. So eager. He was pulling up her skirt, and rubbed her clit. She knew she was wet, and she hoped he wouldn't think much of it. "Bitch, are you ready for this?" Annabelle heard the familiar sound of pants unzipping, belts unbuckling. It sounded like everyone was getting their cocks out for her to take. The first guy pulled her panties aside and started to edge into her. it was unbelievable. She felt like a sex spy, she was fully there but no one knew it. Right when he was gaining speed and rhythm, Annabelle knew she couldn't keep it in any longer. Having five sets of eyes on her while she was getting fucked was sending her over the edge. Annabelle arose from the grave and started pressing back into the first fuck. She could feel his shock. "No, don't stop. Keep that hard cock coming at me." Annabelle whispered. He listened, and rocked her harder. "ooh ooh ooh OHH!" Annabelle gasped with the rhythm of his thrusts. she cocked her head and winked at Jason, the same color green and look of fear on his face she had seen earlier in the week. "That's right. Fuck my pussy. FUCK IT!" and Annabelle gripped her pussy around the freshman's dick, he didn't stand a chance. He came inside her and let out a whelp, the whole thing took five minutes. A mixture of his cum and her juices dripped off onto the bed. He backed off, and Annabelle turned around. "Boys. Things are going to be a bit different tonight. I make the rules, but I think you are going to like them." The other white boy that had had his way with her the week before shuffled for the door. "Not so fast. Phil, is it? You aren't going to regret this. Stay. And on that note, you're all staying. I have a video of your performance last week, and I have Jason's black book." Everyone cringed, and JJ, new, just looked stunned. "From here on out, you'll pay me for these types of things. I get it if you are into the passed out girl thing, we'll figure that out. But tonight, give me a try. Except for you Jason, you can just watch." Annabelle, who felt like she was in a trance or on stage, was so excited for what was to come she could feel her pussy pulsating in excitement. "JJ, come here." She wanted him to feel at ease, not like he had done anything wrong in her book. He came to her by the bed, and Annabelle helped him undo his pants further. His black cock was huge. Not as big at Terrance, but something that was going to be hard to take. She gulped, and went in to suck the tip of his cock to get started. Working JJ with her hand, she motioned for Phil, the other white guy to come around. He already had his cock in his hand, and flipped up her skirt and went after her. It was quick and dirty. Which was fine, Annabelle was losing it herself with all of the action, it was thrilling. Phil pumped into her roughly, pulling her by the hips. Moaning, and was done after a matter of minutes. Annabelle focused on JJ's cock. She wanted him to have a good first time, and was excited he was in the mix. He had seemed timid initially, but that had all gone out the window once his carnal urges took over. "Bitch, how much CAN you take?" JJ asked, staring down at Annabelle. He grabbed the back of her head and roughly pushed her mouth down on his cock. Annabelle opened up her throat and took it. Encouraged by Annabelle's expert deepthroat, JJ grabbed her hair and started face fucking her with abandon. Slamming her face onto his cock, he was balls deep. Annabelle could feel his cock twitching and pulsating in her mouth and throat as she focused on breathing through her nose. She didn't want to disappoint him, but she felt like she was drowning in his cock. Her thoughts clouded as he reared up and slammed his dick down into her throat again. From across the room, this unleashed something in Terrance. He came around to the other side of the bed and re-hoisted Annabelle up so she was on all fours. She hadn't been released of her mouth grip on JJ, animalistically she kept sucking him off. Terrance started rubbing her clit. She knew she was wet and ready for him. Spreading Annabelle's cheeks wide, she was still a bit sore from the first and second round, but a numbness and tingling sensation started up when Terrance began to try to squeeze his massive shaft inside her still small opening, this really was only the seventh time she'd had a cock penetrate her. THIS is what she knew she was waiting for. JJ could sense her excitement, set something off in him, and he slammed her face harder and came down her throat. Terrance still trying to ease into her from behind, Annabelle came off of JJ's cock, cum drooling down her chin as she smiled sweetly at him. "JESUS! Bitch! Holy FUCK that was, DAMN! Bitch!" JJ was obviously at a loss for words, contented in his conquest. Annabelle was now available to focus on what she was quickly realizing she had been waiting for this whole time. "FUCK me, T! Fuck me!" Annabelle was wriggling and was so excited for it. "Bitch, I am gonna get all up in you, fuck you PROPER." Annabelle was leaning into Terrance, she needed him in her. She had been saving her release for this. She knew the other guys were all watching, and she liked it. She felt like a lioness, on all fours on her bed, hair wild, fucked by a huge black cock. Terrance really started slamming into her. And it hurt. She didn't know it was going to hurt? But her body recalibrated, and all of a sudden all of the pain turned to pleasure. Terrance was all of the way inside her. She was up on her knees but buckled at the waist, face down on the mattress, already half spent from the others. "Babe, I am gonna come in your sweet pussy." "MMM HMM" Annabelle muffled, she was way too busy in her own head at the moment. The orgasm she had been waiting for finally started washing over her. She was enveloped in endorphins, and her body vibrated with exhilarating sensations as Terrance kept relentlessly pounding her from behind. All of a sudden a guttural moan came out of Terrance, the same time that Annabelle's pussy and body shocked with an orgasm. Both let out moans, the others in the room were almost in a trance. *** Annabelle let the others go, but held Terrance and Jason back. Jason still seemed speechless, watching the entire gangbang that she finally could orchestrate, but without him. She figured she would go first. "Jason, I'm taking over your business. I have enough proof with my video and your black book to send you to jail." Jason just looked at the ground. He shuffled out of her room, defeated. Annabelle locked eyes with Terrance, starting up at him, his frame so much larger than hers. "I'm going to need a partner if we are going to keep this up. You supply the guys, I'll supply the girls." Terrance smiled down and squeezed her ass, which let out a final shock to Annabelle's spent body. "Babe, you are a gangbang dream. I am in business. Fuck Jason. He was always such sleaze." Annabelle let this one go. They were all a little bit sleazy. But she figured her and Terrance might as well make a business out of it... Caught on Video Pt. 03 Annabelle got to work finding girls that would fit the needs of the frat guys at school. She knew they wanted slutty, but they also wanted to be able to get away with it, and be totally free to fuck a girl silly while she was passed out. She put an ad on craigslist - Good money, easy work. Young girls 18-24 needed. Send pics. To her surprise, her inbox was flooded in a matter of minutes. Scrolling through, it was a variety of girls, some from the lesser-known college across town, probably girls just trying to pay tuition. Some local girls that looked really rough - rode hard and put away wet types - that would probably be at the local bars. And to her astonishment, a few girls from her school, some that she even knew from the sister sorority. She got down to business and started reaching out to the girls, Terrance getting a group of guys together for the weekend. She really wanted to start this off right, with the right girl, the right fuck and the right group. What did they want? Trash? Innocent? Hottie? She knew she could bring him whatever they needed. "I could probably even get the townies to do it bareback" Annabelle texted Terrance, the Wednesday before the first bang. Annabelle explained to the girls - they would be taken by four to six guys at once, but they would be drugged, so they would be none the wiser of the events that would unfold. Annabelle thought she had it all under control. *** Annabelle got Trish, a local that may have had a slight drug problem but was hot enough and ready for just about anything. She did seem a little nervous though. Trish met Annabelle at the bar on Friday around 7:00. Annabelle laid out the plans, and gave Trish the pill to take around 9:00, she would be in Terrance's room at this point. After an hour, the gangbang would start up. "It's not gonna hurt, right?" Trish just needed some reassurance. "No, and they will pay double for barebacking, I am sure they will be so into it they will cum in a matter of minutes. You're on the pill, right?" Annabelle asked, not really caring, she was all about the money at this point. Five guys, $300 each, Trish was down for the whole thing for $200. Once Trish was out like a light in Terrance's room, Annabelle settled in over in her own dorm room, watching through a webcam she'd set up for the occasion. Terrance would bring the guys in around 10:00. "A - um change of plans. How much can this bitch take?" Terrance texted Annabelle. "What's up, T?" "The football team kind of got wind. I have a few extra bros lined up." "What's a few?" "Like 5?" Annabelle, doing the math in her head, that was like ten dudes, combined with the five they already had set up. $3,000, and Trish wouldn't know the difference. "Bring it." Annabelle texted back. Watching from her room, Terrance brought the guys in. Some were drunk, others laughing, some with intense looks on their faces that got Annabelle flushed. They lined the wall, not really sure how to begin. Trish was laying down on the bed, a little dress, looked kind of like a little doll that was sleeping. Sweet and hot. Terrance gave them a run down, which was silly because obviously anything was going to go tonight. And the guys got down to work. "Dude, help me get her turned over!" Two of the huge football players flipped Trish over like a rag doll, slipping a pillow underneath so that her ass was ready for the taking. They laughed a little more, could tell by Trish's rugged face and cheap outfit she wasn't from school, probably a local that was a little trashy. "Stupid piece of white trash." One of the guys said. Annabelle was surprised, but they seemed got off on it, it was what they wanted. They had paid extra for it. The first two guys got their cocks out, one had brought lube to the party and began rubbing himself while towering over Trish's small frame. He flipped her dress over her head, and rubbed a lubed hand up her backside. She wasn't wearing a bra, and he snapped her panties off over her presented ass. "Mmm. I am gonna get in there." "Do it Mac!" Said one of the other last minute additions to the gang bang. Gripping her pale skin, Mac's cock wavered in the air, and then plunged into Trish. She slumped over a bit, but Mac caught her and kept her propped up on the pillow as he began to get himself off rapidly. Meanwhile, his friend came around and started fingering Trish's mouth, her head was sideways and her mouth gaping, moving back and forth from Mac's thrusts. The friend pulled out his cock and put the tip in Trish's mouth. Not like she could suck him, but he seemed to be finding relief from the moist hole, and let out a moan. The other guys were getting horny, and impatient. It's cool guys, this bitch has enough pussy for all of you. Mac, these other boys paid good money -" Terrance wanted to keep control of the situation. "UUUNNNNNNHHH!" Mac interrupted, wildly motioning back and forth inside of Trish. One more deep thrust and he was obviously cumming deep in her twat. The guy in her mouth had been rubbing one out, overtaken and came all over Trish's face at the same time. They backed off, spent, and another guy rapidly mounted Trish, slapping her ass. A few guys through, the gangbang kept going at a rapid pace. They were all so hot for it, and without condoms they were cumming swiftly, pump-pump-cum was all it really took. Some of the guys that were maintaining their hard-ons before they even mounted Trish's slumped body. Already turned on, they were ready for it right when they entered her, all cumming either in or on Trish's passed out body. At some point Terrance jumped in and cleaned Trish off a little bit, she was literally becoming a cum bucket and he wanted the last guys to have a fair chance at Trish. *** Back in her room, Annabelle was completely getting off on watching the guys violate Trish. Sure, Trish said she was game, but they were really railing her. Terrance gave her the thumbs up at one point, and she wanted to waive back but knew she wasn't visible on the other end. Just watching Trish take it the same was she did, even a little rougher at this point, made her want Terrance's hot cock again. She wondered if he was going to get in on the action. It wouldn't be customary, but she wouldn't be surprised if he couldn't help himself, she knew she couldn't help pleasuring herself. Sitting at her desk chair she found herself riding the side, her pussy wet, exhilarated from the gangbang that was unfolding in real-time right in front of her. *** Trish was propped back up, one of the guys from Annabelle's previous gangbang was back for more. Phil seemed to have more in mind this time, he grabbed the lube that had been thrown on the bed and stroked some onto his cock and some around the entrance to Trish's tight anus. He slowly started playing with her, inserting his finger, testing the waters. "He's gonna go for the butt! Dude I am so next on that." One of the guys still in wait to get inside Trish and fuck her. Phil hoisted Trish up a bit and got the tip of his penis in line with her tight opening. Trish was tiny, this wasn't gonna be easy. Phil persevered. Squeezing his cock into her tiny asshole, Trish's body started to accept this, releasing and twitching so that Phil could fit himself all the way inside. Annabelle could see some of the guys in the background, including Terrance, stroking themselves in anticipation. She noticed she had a finger up her pussy as well, moving in tandem with Phil's anal exploration. He pulled out slowly, and rammed himself back in. Trish's tiny body shook with the slams, slack and non responsive. It was too good. Too tight. Phil groaned, took one final thrust and without any control his cum roped into Trish's asshole, twitching and bucking as he let loose. "Fool, I need IN this bitch." One of the football players that hadn't had a go yet flipped Trish over and hoisted her legs up over his broad shoulders, her asshole already primed and ready. Gripping her legs, he dove in for his turn. Trish's head was hanging off of the bed, mouth wide open. The final guy in the lineup that must have been growing impatient, or figured Trish's ass was gonna be played out after he saw the size of the football player entering Trish. He stepped over to her mouth, and with Trish's new position he was able to really get his cock in there. He grabbed at her tits, and then pressed his hands on her shoulders as he stuffed his cock down her mouth and into her throat. Trish was moving back and forth at this point, a deep thrust from behind, a cock visibly bulging her neck every time the mouth-fucker got a thrust in. The football player that was in her ass gripped her legs and let loose finally, pulling out and cumming all over her ass. Slapping it, sounding a slick clap in the air from all of the cum and sweat that had accumulated. Trish's mouth was still full of cock, but he wasn't going to last much longer. Gripping down on her shoulders for more control, the final guy to cum did it right down Trish's throat, his head back, moaning, pumping his load into Trish. Her head and upper body bobbed up and down with the final pulsing of his cock. *** Annabelle couldn't hold back. In her room, it was like she was there, but wasn't. Watching those guys get so crazy with Trish, it made her want more. She wanted to be Trish. She wanted to be violated. She had worked herself up into a frenzy, fingering herself while grinding on the chair. She grabbed the side of the table and an orgasm washed over her right when Trish was getting throat fucked and filled with cum for the finale of the evening. *** The guys had flipped Trish over on the bed, cum draining from both her mouth and asshole. "You boys get enough? Some guys had already left the room, others had stayed on to watch the show, or possibly the hope of a second round. But everyone looked spent at that point. Trish had served her purpose. The two guys that had just gotten off pulled their pants back on and high fived one another. All of the others zipped up their pants, the gangbang was done. *** Terrance cleaned up Trish as best he could, leaving an envelope next to her. He left to go sleep in Annabelle's room. Annabelle thought he had handled the night perfectly, and couldn't wait to thank him in person.