5 comments/ 89915 views/ 4 favorites What the Hell Happened? By: Willing2Do "What the hell happened?" are the last words Steve McQueen playing the character of a rather naïve sailor in the movie Sand Pebbles uttered as he lay dying. I have wondered from time to time what the hell happened, but then I know if I only pause long enough to think about it much. I was taken as a bride by a man near twice my age when I was 18 years old. A blonde with an attractive face, nice body -- appealing rack -- 38D with big areola and pointy nipples - taut belly, pretty pussy, firm, rounded butt and near perfect legs -- it never occurred to me that I was a trophy wife for a man who turned out to be a total bastard. So here I sat being interviewed intimately by yet another bastard. "Dick?" I responded at first to his question with a question, then an answer. "Dick is dick, black, brown, yellow, white, old, young. I love cock, cum, their balls, butts and most of all their dicks, the bigger the better. I like men of all ages, hairy I like the best, smooth is okay too. I prefer them to be muscular but a slender, puny guy can turn me on too." As I answered the man's questions my mind wandered to experiences related to what I was telling this man that I had met only today. Slender, puny guy -- The first slender, puny guy with me was the just 18-year-old son of the neighbor woman who had revealed to me that my "wonderful" husband was a sorry bastard. He was a miserable bastard because he had me and I was not enough for him. He was fucking all along women from his office, bars, on road trips and some of our neighbors. One of the neighbor women he had fucked wanted to play with me too. She revealed my husband's infidelity to me as she made a play to lick my pussy and for me to lick her older quim. I was shocked. Clever though, once alerted by her story of my husband fucking her, I started paying more attention to his habits -- late at work stories, visits to bars, trips to "conventions," and neighborhood parties where he disappeared for awhile during most of the parties. I let her eat me out to an orgasm and promised to return the favor at some later time. I was lying though. Pussy was not my thing; cock was and still is. After learning the truth about my husband I went for that woman's 18-year-old son. I would say he fucked me, but that was not the case. I fucked him. Muscular -- My first muscular man other than my asshole of a husband was my tennis instructor. Sure, my husband was paying for tennis and golf lessons for me. It was important to my husband that I be skilled in those sports, as a cook -- so I had a chef teaching me -- bridge and other card games -- so my husband and I played cards with skilled teachers -- art and music appreciation -- oh it went on an on as he shaped me into his perfect trophy wife. After learning about my husband from the neighbor woman and fucking her puny 18-year-old son I showed up at my next tennis lesson sans panties under a short tennis skirt and top with no bra. My muscular tennis instructor and I had hardly arrived at the court, broken out the fuzzy, yellow balls before his furry ball sack was banging on my asshole as he plunged his big -- long, thick and stiff -- cock into my wet and willing pussy. Age -- As my first older man, older than my husband, I took a 76-year-old, widowed neighbor in the swimming pool, Jacuzzi, Swedish sauna and the marital bedroom I had shared only with my husband before I learned about my husband's treachery. I had no idea a guy that age could keep getting hard, cum so much and be so skilled at bringing me to orgasm after glorious orgasm with his skillful techniques. Men of Color -- For black, brown and yellow men I took our Japanese gardener, Mexican yard man and went to a club that catered to white bitches like me that wanted big black cock. None of these were one-time -- day or night -- stands. Once I started on my path of revenge I took all of my firsts again and again and added more dicks to the stable of studs hot to fuck me. I became a regular at the zebra club, and if he only knew it, my sorry ass, mainly money-motivated husband could have stopped paying the gardener and yard man. I could have earned money for us at the black on white club. "So you don't mind interracial and sucking cock?" my interviewer asked me. "Mind it! I love it!" I asserted to my interviewer. "I also like cock in my ass," I added. "I deepthroat, swallow cum and have done group sex, with only small groups, mind you," I told him, "only two, three, four, five at a time." "So what makes you think you can take on enough men to go for the porno world record?" he asked. "Because I want to," I answered, "and I said only two to five at a time. I have done frat houses, taking up to five guys to the 'fuck room' with me at a time or doing them in front of the whole house and all their guests. Once my pussy, ass and mouth got opened and wet, full of cum, I was able to take on all "cummers," I said smiling nastily at him. I was also feeling my body, rubbing my tits and caressing my crotch as we talked, showing him some breast, belly, smooth upper legs and a bit of fur pie pussy as I opened, closed my legs and touched myself. He winked and smiled back at me. "Are you okay now to give me a bit of a sample?" he asked. "You want me to suck you, you fuck me?" I asked, blowing him a kiss from my puckered lips, rubbing my titties, my nipples erected already, opening my legs wide and showing him my hairy quim. He stood in front of me. I felt his body -- shoulders, biceps, chest, stomach, crotch, muscular upper legs, firm butt, back to the package of his big nut sack, long, thick, hard cock. I undid his pants, fished out his pre-cum-wet dick, stroked it milking more of his clear juice from his knob end, kissed the head, licked it and closed my lips over it. I sucked, went down on him taking his mushroom crown to the back of my throat then down past the usual gag point for most cocksuckers. He moaned and fucked my mouth as I undressed him, then myself while polishing his knob, licking his shaft, deepthroating him, concaving my face cheeks as I pleasured his cock and fondled his big nuts in their hairy sack. He let me have my way with him for awhile. Then he moved us into a 69. While feeling my body, kissing, licking, sucking on my nipples, kissing my belly, caressing my butt, tweaking my hard nips, he started licking my pussy, eating me out, digging his tongue up my slick wet hole. He licked my anus, fingered it gently with one finger, then two, three. I was cumming already, flooding his face with my juices. Smoothly he maneuvered me onto my back. He got between my willing outspread legs. He painted my clit and pussy lips with his cock head leak of pre-cum. He pointed his helmet to my hole and pushed into me. As his big helmet opened the way he pushed his shaft way up inside me, raking my G spot with his knob. He fucked me slow at first, a finger probing my anus. Then he started moving faster as I rolled into my second, third or fourth orgasm. He turned me onto my knees, lifted my hips and slid his cock back into my gushing cunt. He went deeper this time on his first thrust, then fucked me again slowly, building to a faster pace. I just kept on cumming. A cock head touched my face, brushed on my lips. I opened my mouth, took the cock in and sucked it. Fucked now from both ends, going with the flow, I looked around and saw besides my interviewer, the audio tape operator, video tape operator, and several other guys probably those handling the lighting before or whatever, several more guys had their cocks out, stroking them. I gestured with a free hand for a cock in that hand, one in my other hand, one more at my mouth for me to kiss, lick and suck. They were black, brown, yellow, white, slender, puny, muscular, hairy, smooth, mostly young, a few older even to old. I relaxed to keep cumming, letting the guys fuck me as they wanted, turning me this way and that, dicking me in any hole they wanted, being stroked by my hands, feeling, stroking, fingering and fucking me. Once they were done using me, me filled and coated with their cum, I was allowed to sit up, get somewhat orderly. With a pussy juice and cum-slick hand I signed the contract and took the commitment check for me to make an attempt at breaking the porn gangbang record. I was shocked by the amount of the check. I was really looking forward to the gangbang record attempt. I told all these guys I sure hoped they would join in on that occasion because they sure fucked me good. What the Hell Happened to Heather? Goddamn it, the airport was crowded. Thank God Heather's flight was due to arrive any minute now. It was crazy to think I hadn't seen her...or kissed her...or been inside her for over three months! She had spent the summer abroad in Europe on an all-expenses-paid trip, courtesy of her rich parents. Meanwhile, I'd been stuck here in Massachusetts, taking summer classes at the same boring college we'd attended during our Freshman Year. But finally the summer had passed, and here I was at the airport...ready to greet Heather and take her back to campus. I prayed to God she felt as sex-starved as me and would let me devour her once we got back to my frat house. But I wasn't counting on it. Unfortunately for me, Heather's extremely rich parents were also extremely religious and they'd raised her to be a "good little girl". Having sex before marriage was considered a major sin, and so...I barely ever got any from her. When I did, it was only because I'd slipped a roofie into her drink at one of my frat parties. The next morning she'd feel so guilty about what we'd done that she'd spend the next few days in church...praying to save our souls from eternal damnation! So why did I stay with her? When I – a healthy, horny, 19-year-old male – was barely getting any sex from her? The answer was simple: She had the tightest pussy I'd ever had the pleasure of fucking. The first time I had tricked her into sex, I really enjoyed stealing her virginity. Her cunt gripped my cock so sensually that I couldn't help but fall in love with her. I remember that even though she was pretty out of it (thanks to the roofie), I had to keep assuring her that I was wearing a rubber. But honestly I'd slipped it off...right before I slid my dick inside her tight, tender, virgin pussy. God, it was so good feeling her warm hymen break all over my bare cock... Suddenly they announced overhead that Heather's flight was deboarding. I took in a deep breath as the passengers began to walk through the gate. I watched a few haggard-looking people coming down the long corridor. I kept looking for Heather, but she was nowhere to be found. And then...out of nowhere...came this incredible-looking hottie... I knew Heather would be coming down the corridor soon, but goddamn, I couldn't take my eyes off this other girl! The way she was dressed...her hair...her make-up...and the way she walked. She looked like some sort of depraved porn-star... But then, as this gorgeous creature came closer, I realized something... "Holy fucking shit!" I gasped. "Heather?!?" I felt my dick jump in my pants. "It couldn't be her," I thought. "She doesn't dress like THAT..." But I was wrong. It was Heather alright. Silky blonde hair...sultry ocean-blue eyes...the cutest little button nose you'd ever seen...and a 19-year-old body that was pure perfection. Heather had always been beautiful. But I'd never seen her look this slutty before! Apparently these past few months in Europe had been really good to her. Her body had become totally trim...but she still had those big beautiful tits...and that sexy little round ass. She wore a super-snug baby-doll T-shirt that didn't go all the way down to her waist. You could see a good three inches of her sleek tan tummy, which looked incredibly taut. And the baby-doll tee was so tight, it looked like her buxom breasts were ready to rip right through the fabric and expose themselves in public. As she came closer, you could see her nipples were rock-hard for some reason. "Goddamn," I whispered to myself, "she's not even wearing a bra!" She seemed to be oblivious that every man and woman who passed her was doing a double-take of her hot body. The women scowled in jealousy, finding Heather's attire inappropriate no doubt. Meanwhile the men stared in awe, some of them unable to hide the lust in their eyes. Watching all of this, I felt my cock slowly growing in my pants. Barely covering her lower half were a pair of low-cut Daisy Duke shorts that looked like bikini bottoms. They exposed her slender thighs in all their glory. The flesh of her lustrous gams pulsated with each step, thanks to the Fuck-Me pumps she wore on her perfectly pedicured feet. She walked with a sense of self-confidence that I'd never seen in her before. But there she was, coming closer and closer. A fucking teenage goddess. Breasts heaving. Glossy pink lips shimmering. Smooth golden-tan skin glistening. Her deep-blue eyes revealing a sexual hunger. I stood there unable to move, staring at her with my mouth wide open. Could this really be my Heather? My sweet little Heather, who had been so prim and proper before she'd left for Europe? Who at 19 years old still loved wearing pajamas with cartoon ponies and kittens on them? Who went to church on Sundays and Bible Study every Tuesday? Who was raised to think sex out of wedlock was an evil, evil sin? Who knelt at the edge of her bed every night and prayed to "The Lord Jesus" to forgive her for all her transgressions? As she came closer, I could see she still wore her gold cross around her neck. It had always been the ultimate symbol of her religious pride. But now, that cross was dipping deep into her coco-buttered cleavage, making her look like a completely sacrilegious slut. My dick was now swelling to its full size within the confines of my underwear. She came closer, walking with such a sassy strut that heads were turning left and right. And then...when she was only a few yards away...I could see something else that made my insides turn to mush... ...she'd gotten her belly button pierced... Although I once thought this was a tacky thing for college girls to do, I couldn't deny that the jewel dangling from Heather's navel was making my fully erect dick start to pulsate. I was so horny now that I wanted to grab Heather...rip her clothes off...and fuck her right here on the dirty floor! Right in front of EVERYONE! And then finally...she noticed me. She'd caught me staring at her, completely mesmerized...and probably drooling. She giggled because I was so dumbstruck. "Hey you!" she sang in her sweet little voice, putting her bag down. "I almost didn't recognize you." Her blue eyes burned with desire as she stared at me. She stepped up close. I could feel the velvety-smooth skin of her arms and then the nape of her neck as we embraced. I felt her breasts mash up against my chest. Our mouths met for a long, deep French kiss. It was so good to taste her tongue with my tongue again. My hands automatically slid down to her rump, feeling how full and firm her ass cheeks were. God, I couldn't wait to see that ass naked. And maybe, just maybe, she'd finally let me fuck it this weekend! While our tongues played with each other, I inhaled an aphrodisiacal scent wafting from her silky hair. It was some sultry new perfume she'd never worn before. "God, she even SMELLS like sex," I thought. I felt her tongue reach deeper into my mouth. It was as if my once-innocent, mild-mannered girlfriend had been transformed into some little porno-slut. And I was loving it!! I opened my eyes and spied on her as we made-out. Her eyelids were painted a sexy shade of sapphire. I loved watching her, with her eyes still sealed shut as she enjoyed my tongue. I couldn't wait to use it all over her body. Where would I start licking?...her fingertips?...her toes?...the small of her back? And where would I finish licking?...her pussy?...her ASSHOLE?! God, would she let me?! Would she finally let me?!? The possibilities were endless. I felt my aching cock leaking pre-cum as I thrust my crotch hard against Heather's. Suddenly her eyes popped open and she broke the kiss. "Woah," she gasped. "Down, boy." "God, I'm sorry," I said, holding her warm, tender body against mine. "It's just that you look so...?" "Different?" "Yeah different...and hot!" "Thanks, baby. I got my hair styled a little differently. You like it?" I answered affirmatively by grinding my pelvis into her, hoping she could feel my cock throbbing through my jeans. "Oh, and like I've been telling you in my emails, I started working out too." She took a step back from me, rested her hands on her hips, and then tilted her head to the side as a way of showing off her sexy, lean stomach. "And you pierced your belly button," I said, unable to take my eyes off it. She smiled wickedly and teased, "Umm-hmmm. You like it?" I couldn't wait to get her back to my frat house and tug on that belly button ring while I ate her out. "Oh, I like it," I said. "I just can't believe you didn't tell me about all of this." "Well, you know," she played coy, "I wanted it to be a surprise." "So how about we head back to campus?" I said. "All of my frat brothers went on a road-trip this weekend. I lied and said I was sick. So you know what that means?" I hesitated for a moment. "Please God," I thought, "I'm so fucking horny...don't let her deny me." "What's it mean, Carl?" Heather asked. "It means we have the entire house to ourselves for the next 48 hours..." I smiled at her weakly, waiting for her to call me a pervert...or worse. "Mmmm, that sounds nice," she purred, stepping up to embrace me once again. "I hope we can use most of those 48 hours to fuck each other's brains out." "Woah, Heather!" I choked, completely taken aback. "In the entire time we've dated, I've never even heard you say that word before! You used to always say 'making love' instead." "Well, get used to it, buster," she said nuzzling my ear. "Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, FUCK!" She nibbled on my earlobe with playful little bites. "Goddamn, Heather," I hissed. "I've got a raging hard-on right now, and I need you to do something about it." She looked right at me and her eyes shimmered with pure lust. "Well, we better get going then," she whispered into my ear, "because my pussy is so wet, it's dripping down my thighs. And I need some good hard dick before I lose my mind." "Jesus!" I exclaimed. "Listen to the mouth on you. I've NEVER heard you say 'pussy' or 'dick' before!" "Well," she said snidely, "things are a lot more liberated over in Europe. I guess it just rubbed off on me." Leaving the airport, Heather began telling me about her trip. But I couldn't concentrate on what she was saying. I was too busy watching random men check out Heather's body as we walked by. Their gazes were either fixed on her bejeweled belly button or her plump tits that rhythmically bounced as she walked. Sometimes I would even turn around and see guys with their eyes locked on her sweet succulent ass. Their facial expressions said it was taking all their might not to attack her...and rip those Daisy Dukes right off her cute bubble-butt...and then fuck the living shit out of her right here in public. At one point, we passed two black guys who stared Heather down as if she were a piece of pure fuck meat. I swear I heard one say to the other, "Check out the rockin' body on White-Girl. That bitch needs to get FUUUUCKED..." But, strangely, none of this made me jealous. If anything, it was turning me on. Who could blame these strange men for desiring my girlfriend's gorgeous body? She radiated pure sex...it was that simple. God, what would these men do to Heather's body if they had the chance to ravage her? I almost came in my pants at the mere thought of it. I kept giving Heather sideways glances to see if she was aware these men were watching her. The confident smirk on her face told me she knew it...and she loved it. "I guess you forgot how cold it gets here in Massachusetts this time of year," I said to her as we neared the exit. "Didn't you bring a coat?" "Do I look like I'm cold?" she retorted. I couldn't help looking directly at the stiff nipples poking out from under her T-shirt. "No," I said. "Not at all." ********************* Back at my frat house, everything was going just as I'd hoped. All the brothers had left for their road-trip as planned. At 19, I was their youngest and newest member. This basically meant I was their gopher, designated driver, and general all-around whipping boy. Although they usually treated me like shit, I did feel bad about lying to get out of the road-trip. But then again, I'd have to be crazy to pass up the opportunity to have the house all to myself. Especially now that Heather had shed her former mousy self and had been born again as some devilish little minx. Maybe she'd even like the idea that had just popped into my head... ...to fuck each other in every one of my frat brothers' beds throughout the house! But for right now I was in my own bed, buck-naked under the covers, waiting for Heather to come out of the bathroom. Under the sheets, my cock was pulsing like a heart-beat. I prayed for her to hurry up and get out here. Suddenly, the bathroom door creaked open and there stood Heather. I could not believe what she was wearing. A cherry-red latex bra with matching latex panties. Every inch of her exposed flesh looked as if she'd rubbed baby-oil all over it. "You like?" she whispered. She walked closer to the bed. Right away, I could smell the potent scent of her horny pussy emanating from between her legs. God, she'd never smelt so strong before! She climbed onto the bed, crawling around on all fours, looking over her shoulder at me. Her perfect little bubble-butt was sticking right in my face. "Do you like this ass?" she purred. "Oh God, yes..." She placed a hand between her legs and rubbed her latex-covered crotch. "Do you like this pussy?" "Oh fuckin' A, Heather, yes!" "Good...because I want you to eat this ass and this pussy while I tell you a story." "God, I'll do anything you want, Heather." I got behind her and was about to peel the latex panties off of her juicy ass. But then I realized...she'd accidentally left her gold cross on. I reached toward the nape of her neck to unclasp the chain. "No don't," she scolded. "Leave it on. It's better that way." I was completely shocked. In the past, even under the influence of a roofie, she'd ALWAYS demanded I remove her cross before we had sex. "Since when do you leave this on during sex?" I teased. And then...it happened... "Since I got fucked by a roomful of guys in Prague," she answered quite matter-of-factly. Her words hung in the air for a moment. What did she just say? Fucked?...By Guys?...In Prague? "Pfff," I laughed, "very funny, Heather." "No seriously," she said without even blinking, "they made me keep my cross on while they fucked the shit out of me." I felt my stomach tighten with a strange sense of fear and anticipation of where this conversation was headed. "Heather, what are you talking about?" "I'm talking about sex, Carl." I stared at her adorable face, waiting for her to crack a smile and tell me this was all a joke. But the look in her eyes said she was dead serious. "I guess you could say that European men bring out the best -- I mean, the worst -- in me." Was she serious? European men?! Heather had been with European men?!! WHAT THE HELL HAD SHE DONE WITH EUROPEAN MEN?!! "You see, Carl, the men in Europe have the most wonderful cocks. Very big, very thick. Much larger than yours, no offense. And once a girl starts sucking them and fucking them, she just can't stop." Instantly my head started swimming with raunchy images of Heather trapped in some dirty youth hostel in Europe... In a split-second I was envisioning sweaty naked male bodies surrounding her – my tiny, vulnerable, precious Heather – as her nude body lay spread out on a musty bed. The men slowly climbing onto the bed with her, and her eyes going wide at the sight of their enormous pricks. And then suddenly, without any hesitation, Heather is taking one of their huge horse cocks right into her mouth...and then slowly down her throat. She is literally drooling all over it as she's overtaken by the power of this evil sin. The other men can barely wait to enjoy Heather's lips and tongue. They're tapping their cocks onto her dimpled cheeks...and her sweaty forehead...and her freckled shoulders. All of them are reveling in how their cock-heads feel on the flesh of this innocent 19-year-old American girl!!! "God, I fucked so many men in Europe, Carl," Heather said snapping me back into reality. "But don't worry, I thought of you each time a new cock entered my pussy." In my mind, I pictured Heather's lips slowly and lovingly sucking on the thick meat of some lucky Euro-trash bastard...while another man spreads her legs and sinks his huge cock into her "good girl" pussy. "But you see, Carl, it was so impossible to KEEP thinking of you once those cocks really started pumping into me. I mean they were so big that I just lost all sense of reality after a few strokes. I just had to surrender to the pleasure that was taking over my body. You understand, don't you?" "I uhhh...uhm." In my mind's eye, Heather was sucking another horse cock, and then another, and then another. Horse cocks attached to strange men with strong, chiseled bodies. Strange foreign men that don't speak a word of English...but they're grunting and groaning their approval. Suddenly, a 12-inch cock smacks Heather on the forehead and the bridge of her nose...demanding entrance into her mouth. And just like that, my girlfriend's lips are making love to the full length of this never-ending shaft...as it magically disappears into her face...and deep down her throat. She sucks this giant cock until it's dripping wet with saliva and pre-cum. Suddenly, he's between her legs. Her body trembles as his monster cock forces its way inside her cooze...destroying its tightness...stealing that treasure from me. Imagining all this, I felt my own rock-hard prick slowing throbbing between my legs. God, the thought of my girlfriend getting fucked by a roomful of strange European men was turning me on like nothing ever had before. "Carl?" Heather asked, playfully biting her bottom lip. "You're not mad at me, are you? I know you've always fantasized about watching me get fucked by other men." And suddenly, it hit me! She was role-playing! She was trying to see how horny she could get me by telling me this insane story!! She probably remembered the one time I'd drunkenly told her it was a fantasy of mine to see her have sex with other guys. At the time, she'd thought it was totally disgusting and she refused to speak to me for days afterwards. "I'm really sorry, Carl," Heather sighed. "I didn't do it to hurt you, I swear. I just...couldn't help myself. And now I'm totally addicted. Totally addicted to cock." God, she was really playing the part of the slut in this whole role-playing fantasy thing. But I was ready to play along... "J-j-just tell me more," I stuttered. "I want to hear every graphic detail of what these men did to you!" She batted her eyelashes at me. "I will, but like you promised...you have to eat my asshole and my pussy while I tell you." I wasted no time peeling the latex panties off of her perfect teenage booty. The golden-tan cheeks of her ass were like magnificent globes, waiting for me to part them and discover what treasures lie inside. I placed my hands on her ass cheeks and spread them apart. I leaned in close. The musky scent of her cunt hit me right in the face, making me feel drunk. I couldn't remember her pussy EVER smelling this sinfully nasty before! I took in a long deep breath, inhaling her natural stink. That slutty stench was putting me under a spell... "That shit smells good, doesn't it?" Heather whispered. "Uhm-hmm," I groaned. "Good...now it EAT it! Eat my holes!" I stared mesmerized at the oversized labia dangling between her thighs. I couldn't believe she was letting me look at it so closely... What the Hell Happened to Heather? Her big puffy lips - the color of pink bubblegum - glistened with perspiration and pussy juice. And that asshole! It looked so tight...so tender...so ready to be tasted. It was only inches from my face and I was breathing right on it! She'd NEVER EVER let me get this close to it before!! "Jesus Christ, Carl, fucking eat me NOW!" I dove in with wild abandon. First violently licking the velvety rim of her precious asshole, slobbering all over it. Then I worked my way down to her elephantine cunt lips, enjoying their rubbery texture in my mouth. The tip of my tongue found her clit and lapped at it furiously. I slurped and swallowed all the tangy pussy juice that was pouring into my mouth. "Oh, fuck YES!" Heather breathed. I pulled my mouth away from her sopping-wet snatch for just a moment. "C'mon, you little slut, tell me about what you did in Europe!" "Ooooh!! Oh God, Carl! I cheated on you so bad. I can't believe how many cocks fucked me. French cocks. German cocks. And my favorite – ITALIAN COCKS! And I fucking loved every minute of it!!" I smacked her on both ass cheeks, nice and hard, causing her to yelp. "So you LIKED cheating on me, you little whore?" "I'm sorry, Carl, but I couldn't help myself. It all started during my first night in Europe...I woke up chained to the bed. They must have drugged the plate of food they'd given me earlier or something. Because I couldn't figure out how they'd tied me up without me even knowing it. Oh God, Carl, your tongue feels so good there...keep doing that!" My tongue was digging deeper and deeper into Heather's brown-eye. I couldn't believe she was letting me tongue-fuck her ass...and she was encouraging me to continue! "This swarm of muscle-bound men," Heather whimpered, "they came into the room carrying burning candlesticks. They said they wanted to see the expressions on my face as they fucked me. They told me if I screamed, there would be lots of pain involved. But if I didn't scream, there would only be pleasure. "When the first one climbed on top of me, I realized there was no escape. His body completely smothered mine. I prayed to Jesus to help me through whatever torture they were going to make me endure. "But when that first giant cock slid inside my pussy, it didn't hurt at all. It felt good...SO good. Jesus had answered my prayers, Carl. "One by one, the men climbed on top of me and fucked me senseless. In broken English they kept saying how they loved to fuck blue-eyed, blonde-haired American girls just like me. They even nicknamed me 'Barbie Doll'. "They'd say: 'Do you like that thick cock, Barbie?' while they pounded in and out of my pussy. And then later, that's when they flipped me over and took turns...in the same spot where you're tongue-fucking me right now...in my ASS!" I couldn't take it anymore! I pulled my tongue out of Heather's asshole. Somehow I had probed so deep that now her anal-ring was literally stretched open. Had tons of European men really butt-fucked her?! Or had she just been born with an asshole that could stretch like this?! "Heather," I growled, my mouth covered in her sticky pussy and ass juice, "I need to fuck you NOW!" She sat up on her knees and reached behind to undo her latex bra. Her exquisite tits sprang free. I lunged forward taking one in my hand and the other in my mouth. My lips sucked and feasted on her big pink areola as my tongue darted all over her rubbery-hard nipple, bathing it in saliva. Heather pushed me away and I fell back on the bed. She climbed on top of me, straddling my cock. I watched her cunt lips dangle over my cock-head. I could feel the heat from inside her body just oozing out. And then those cunt lips parted as the head of my cock disappeared...and then so did my shaft...inch by inch as she slowly sank down on top of me. The inside of her pussy was so warm...so creamy...it took everything I had not to shoot streams and streams of cum up inside her. I stayed completely still as she continued to slowly grind her pussy down onto my cock...even though I was as far inside her as I could possibly go! "That's it, fuck me, Carl! Fuck me HARD!" Her cunt muscles clenched my shaft as she bathed my entire manhood with her syrupy slime. I closed my eyes and concentrated on how good she felt. But all I could see were images of Heather getting gang-fucked in Europe. Gang-fucked by men that had enjoyed this same pussy that I was enjoying right now. But that hadn't REALLY happened, had it? This was just fantasy role-playing, right? "After that night in the youth hostel," Heather whispered, "I realized I was a slave to cock. These men had fucked me so hard, so deep, so passionately, I knew I'd never be the same. And I made a plan to fuck as much cock as possible whenever I could." I opened my eyes to find Heather looking out my bedroom window as she slowly rode up and down on my long, skinny boner. And then a sinister smile crept across her slutty little face as she looked down at me. "Carl, you do believe me, don't you?" she asked ominously. "About what a bad girl I was in Europe?" "Sure, baby, I believe you," I panted. "Doesn't it turn you on to think of me with other men?" "Y-y-yes!" I croaked. "Wouldn't you actually like to SEE me with other men? Fucking right in front of you?" "Oh God, YES!" I screamed without really even thinking. I was so close to erupting inside Heather's hot gooey hole. I grit my teeth and hoped I could hold out just a little longer. "Carl, just to prove to you I'm not lying about what a bad girl I was...I'm going to do something." "W-w-what?" I stammered. Heather broke eye contact with me and looked toward the entrance of my room. "I'm going to fuck the next person that comes through that door." Goddamn, this was getting twisted. Where was she going with this role-playing game?! "That's a shame, Heather," I said through clenched teeth, "because as much as I'd like to see that, no one will be home until Sunday night. I told you...they're all on a road-trip." Heather looked deep into my eyes. She was completely possessed. "Carl, do I have your permission that if people come through that door in the next 20 seconds, I can fuck them?" "Goddamn!" I hissed. "You're gonna make me cum talking like that!" Heather slowly bounced up and down on my prick, squeezing her vaginal muscles tighter and tighter. I was in awe watching her big tits undulate as she rode me. Her golden cross sparkled as it swung from around her neck. "Tell me I have your permission to fuck them, Carl. Anybody that comes through that door...you'll let me fuck them, right?" "Oh fucking Christ! Yes, Heather! Yes you can fuck them!! You can fuck them ALL!!" I was completely lost in this fantasy game we were playing...and I knew I couldn't keep from exploding inside her. "You promise, Carl?" she begged, bucking up and down on my dick faster and faster. "You promise I can fuck and suck every last one of them?" "Oh God, yes! You can fuck whoever comes through that door! I promise! I wanna watch them fuck you...and I'll love every minute of it!" Any second now I was going to coat Heather's insides with hot semen. But...why did I have this feeling that something wasn't quite right... I looked up to see her gazing out my bedroom window once again. Her baby-blue eyes twinkled with pure mischief. "I'm so glad you said that, Carl," she sighed, tossing her hair back. "Because it looks like your frat brothers just got back from their road-trip." ********************* The next few seconds all happened so fast...it was as if we'd entered a surreal universe. I remember screaming: "WHAT?!" and throwing Heather off of me. I remember jolting up in bed...scrambling to look out the window...staring in disbelief at the three cars sitting next to mine in the driveway. I remember my bedroom door flying open as three of my frat brothers – Tony, Frank, and Mike – came walking in, laughing. Before they even realized we were in the room, I saw Tony vacantly sniff the air. "Damn!" he exclaimed. "It stinks of pussy in here!" I threw the covers over Heather and myself, just as the guys realized they had caught us fucking. "Oh, so this is why you couldn't go on the road-trip," yelled Mike. "You said you were sick, you liar!" "What the fuck, dude!" scolded Frank. "You know the rules! The brotherhood always comes before bitches! ALWAYS!" "Yeah," Tony demanded, still sniffing the air that reeked of Heather's cunt, "and who's that hot piece of ass you got under there?" "Hey boys!" Heather squealed, wrestling her way out from under the covers. I looked over to see that not only her head, but also her bare-naked breasts were fully exposed! "Heather?!" exclaimed Frank in disbelief. "Holy shit! Damn, girl, you're looking good!" shouted Mike. "Guys, get the fuck OUT!" I screamed. But none of them budged. "Carl, you be nice," Heather reprimanded. "It's their room too, and they're welcome to stay." She was eyeing the three of them up and down, biting her bottom lip in that deviant little way of hers. I couldn't believe she was even entertaining the idea of letting them linger. She just lay there, completely nonchalant. Her breasts rising and falling slowly as she breathed. Her adorable face, her succulent neck, and her entire torso were all heavily sprinkled with perspiration from the sex we'd just had. And that glassy slut-look was still in her eyes. The guys were trying not to stare at Heather's naked body too much, but then again they couldn't bear to look away for too long. "So," Tony sneered, "what are you guys doing in here? It stinks to high heaven!" "Stinks like what?" Heather asked raising her eyebrows. "Like a used cunt," he laughed as the other two joined in cackling. "Well, Tony," Heather said matter-of-factly, "if you must know...your roommate here was just fucking the shit out of me. So yes, it's no surprise you smell my 'used cunt', as you put it." Their eyes nearly popped out of their heads. This was the first time they'd ever heard Heather say something remotely sexual. I looked at her in disbelief and found a sly smirk across her sweaty little face. "Damn, girl," Frank said, "you've got yourself a dirty mouth there, don't you?" "That's right," Heather said smugly. "And I was just about to use this dirty little mouth to slurp down your roommates' hot cum until you guys busted in here. If you'd only gotten here a few seconds later, you could've seen that for yourselves." "Heather!" I yelled. "Shut up!" "Holy shit," Mike laughed, "you're a lucky man, Carl." I knew this was true, but I was starting to get a little uncomfortable with my girlfriend and my roommates exchanging such raunchy words. "Guys, get the fuck OUT OF HERE!" I screamed. Heather shot me a pissed-off glare. "First of all, Carl, don't tell me to shut up. And second of all, don't tell these guys to leave. You promised me something, remember?" My eyes bugged out of my head as I gulped hard. "Oh my God, Heather, you CAN'T be serious..." "Promised what?" begged Tony. "What'd he promise?" I stared at Heather, slowly shaking my head 'no', but she just ignored me. "Hey Tony," she whispered to my frat brother, although she was staring deep into MY eyes. "Do you wanna see something?" "See what?" he asked. She was still staring right into my eyes as her upper lip curled and one of her nostrils flared. "Wanna see what a used cunt looks like...up close?" Suddenly she turned and looked directly at Tony and the other guys. They stood as still as statues, completely wide-eyed. My mouth was hanging open. I was in such shock that I couldn't speak. I felt my stomach tighten with anxiety. What the hell was going on here? To break the silence, Heather casually kicked the covers off the lower part of her body and spread her legs wide. The overpowering aroma of her well-fucked cunt flooded the room. I was completely still next to her, unable to move. I felt her wiggle her ass onto the mattress, getting comfortable as she displayed her shaved, meaty pussy for my frat brothers. "C'mere, Tony" she cooed. "I really want you to see this." He walked toward the end of the bed. Not saying a word. Not looking at either of our faces. His gaze locked between Heather's thighs, staring at her pretty pink cooch. It was surely dripping with enough juice that a wet spot was forming where her ass-crack met the mattress. "Sit down at the end of the bed," she invited him. He did, not taking his eyes off her steamy snatch. Something inside me was screaming: "STOP THIS BEFORE IT GOES ANY FURTHER!!" But my cock was aching so hard that I had to see what would happen next. Tony looked completely enraptured, examining Heather's humungous labia from only two feet away. "Well? What do you think?" she teased him. "What's that 'used cunt' look like?" "Jesus Christ, it's wet," he groaned lowly. His face leaned in closer and I could swear he was drooling. "Goddamn Heather, you've got some BIG pussy lips. The biggest I've ever seen." "Is that a GOOD thing?" she taunted, lifting her ass off the bed so that her crotch was now only a foot away from Tony's face. "To me it is," he sighed, mesmerized by the slab of succulent pink pussy right before his lucky eyes. "So Tony, tell me...my pussy, it looks like roast beef, doesn't it?" "Oh fuck, yeah, it does!" he exclaimed in awe of her perfect description. "Yeah," she giggled, "I've been told that before." Something inside my stomach did a back-flip. I'D NEVER TOLD HER THAT BEFORE! Heather was a virgin when we began dating! I was supposed to be the only guy she'd ever slept with!! Who the FUCK had told her that her pussy looked like roast beef!!! "My God!!" I thought. "She really DID fuck other guys in Europe!!!" "Tony," Heather whispered, "do you wanna find out what my 'used cunt' SMELLS like...up close?" "Heather..." I squeaked pathetically, amazed that I was actually able to say anything. "Shut the fuck up, Carl," she hissed without even looking at me. Heather reached down between her legs to open her big beautiful cunt lips so Tony could see inside. He gasped when he saw those lips open like a flower, exposing her pinkest pink. Her inner labia shiny with its sweet sticky juices. "Tony," she repeated, "do you wanna find out what that roast beef smells like?" Tony didn't answer...verbally at least. I watched his head disappear between my girlfriend's thighs, which now had goose bumps all over them. You could hear him take a long deep sniff as he inhaled the wondrous, fragrant stink of her sex. "That's it, Tony," she sighed, inhaling a deep breath of her own, "smell that USED CUNT." Again he took in a nice, long, deep breath as if his life depended on it. "My pussy," she said in a lovingly sweet little voice, "it looks like roast beef, but it smells like tuna fish, right?" "Uhnn-huhnn," Tony agreed, his face buried in my girlfriend's crotch. "I wanna hear you say it, baby," she cooed. "Don't worry, I won't be offended." Tony lifted his face from between her thighs. I could see some of her cunt cream on the tip of his big Italian nose. "It smells like...like...tuna fish." "Mmmm...and do you like tuna fish, Tony?" "Fuck yeah, I LOVE tuna fish." "Well, I got news for you, baby. That pussy there that you're staring at, it not only looks and smells good enough to eat...it also TASTES delicious. So go ahead and take a bite!" And that's when Heather finally decided to look right at me again...her eyes completely glazed over with lust. Her lips quivered. Her nostrils flared. I looked down between her legs to see the top of Tony's head. He was actually feasting on my girlfriend's gash. Heather's body began to make tiny convulsions on the bed, as she informed me what was happening between her legs. "Oh God, Carl, he went right for the clit. He's got my big slimy clit right between his lips. Yes, Tony, suck it. Suck my tiny little cock!" "Good Lord, this girl's a fucking whore," Mike groaned from across the room. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see he and Frank had taken out their pricks and were slowly jerking them off. "Listen to that mouth," Frank hissed, "she just called her clit a 'little cock'!" "That must be one big clit," said Mike. Heather was now bucking on the bed as Tony's tongue and lips worked her over. "Oh shit, you fucking pervert, TONY!" she yelled out. Her head fell to the side and again she was looking right at me with her drunken sex-eyes. "His nose, Carl...his big Italian nose...is inside...my fucking...pussy," she panted before closing her eyes in ecstasy. "Uhnnnnn," Tony groaned with his big schnoz dipping into my girlfriend's juicy cooze. "That's it. Get a GOOD whiff!" she purred. Her pelvis made tiny little spasms, trying to get Tony's nose deeper inside of her. "Uhnnnnn," Tony repeated. "Oh shit...OH SHIT, YES!" Heather gasped. Her eyes sprang open and again she turned to look at me. "Oh my God...his nose is in my pussy, and he's...oh God...he's licking my asshole at the same time!" Suddenly I felt Heather's hand wrap around my cock and begin jerking me off. "Sweet Jesus, and his forehead keeps grinding into my clit!" "This is so hot," Mike murmured from across the room. "I think I'm gonna fucking cum, Carl," Heather whimpered. "I'm gonna cum all over your frat brother's nose!!" "Oh Jesus Christ," I sighed as my heart pounded maniacally in my chest. She looked down at the top of Tony's head, which was dancing in some funky rhythm as he fucked her holes with his nose and tongue. "Make me cum, make me cum, ohhhh FUCK! YES! THAT'S IT! OHHH, TONY, PLEEEASSSSE!" She screamed louder than I'd EVER heard her scream before. Her tight little body convulsed on the mattress as Tony gave her the best orgasm of her life. One of Heather's hands was clutching the bed-sheets and the other was clutching my cock. She squeezed it so hard as she came on Tony's face that I shrieked in pain. But she paid no attention to me. "Holy shit," she huffed as her orgasm ceased, "holy fucking shit!" Tony raised his head from her crotch and looked at her smugly. "Well that was a fucking first," she breathed, staring into his eyes. "I've never been 'nose-fucked' before." I couldn't believe I had just let this happen. Another guy (one of my frat brothers of all people!) had just eaten-out Heather's pussy and asshole! AND HE'D MADE HER CUM!! Tony sat upright at the end of my bed. His Romanesque nose was completely glazed with Heather's sweet sticky goo. There was so much of it that both his nostrils were fully covered by a thin transparent film. He sniffed in hard and Heather's girl-cum shot straight up his nose. "Damn..." he mused. "That's the wettest pussy I've ever eaten." "Oh Tony," Heather said, "I'm afraid you've got my pussy juice all over your nose. Here...let me clean that up for you." She sat up and then got on all fours. Slowly, she crawled on her hands and knees down the length of the mattress. She brought her face up close to Tony's and opened her mouth. She made a move to kiss him on the lips, but suddenly she started sucking on his big Italian nose instead. I watched her suck it greedily as if it were the head of a large cock. Tony looked at her cross-eyed as her plump pink lips cleaned the last of her cum glaze off his schnoz. "That was yummy," she said licking her lips when she was done. Tony was now staring at Heather's big swinging tits. Without invitation, his hands reached out and began fondling them. Heather didn't object. She closed her eyes, let her head fall to the side, and purred: "Yesssss." What the Hell Happened to Heather? It was at this moment I knew everyone in the room was going to fuck Heather. There was no turning back now. The girl I loved...her 19-year-old body was going to get used and abused right in front of me. And I couldn't wait to see it... I shifted my body on the mattress and crawled up behind Heather, peppering her sweaty skin with little tender kisses...all up and down the side of her neck. Tony was still caressing her breasts and he had a dazed look on his face as if he couldn't believe this was happening. I turned my attention to Heather's naked back and started slathering my tongue everywhere, tasting the perspiration covering her flesh. I felt her body arch away from me, and I knew she was leaning in toward Tony's face so she could kiss him. They were very loud about it. Tony grunting, Heather moaning. I could hear both of them slurping and swallowing each other's saliva. Once Heather started whimpering, I knew Tony was doing more than just kissing her. I looked down between her legs and could see his hand pawing at her twat. "C'mon Tony," she snarled, "you can fit more than two fingers in that 'used cunt'. Gimme three!" "You're a little fucking slut, aren't you?" Tony growled. I watched Heather's face move in quickly to suck on his lips again. She moaned loudly into his mouth as he inserted finger #3 into her snatch. God, she looked so fucking sexy making-out with another guy. My cock was ready to explode. I needed to get it back inside her. I needed to make her cum too...just like Tony had. "Heather," I whispered seductively, watching them enjoy each other's tongues. Neither of them seemed to hear me. "Heather? Baby?" I said a little louder. But her eyes stayed closed. I noticed that alluring shade of sapphire eye-shadow that I'd first seen while kissing her in the airport. But this time it wasn't MY tongue in her mouth. "Heather!" I shouted. "I've gotta get my cock back inside you. Lay back on the bed, baby." Finally, Tony broke the kiss with Heather. He looked as if he wanted to kill me for ruining his moment. Heather's eyes were still closed and her tongue was sticking out of her mouth, licking the air, waiting for Tony's tongue to come back. "Heather," I begged, "lay back, baby, I wanna make you cum." Finally, her eyes opened. She looked at me as if I were a complete idiot. "Fuck that, Carl. You had your turn." She seemed to be staring right through me, her eyes possessed with an evil lust. "Besides," she said, looking over my shoulder, "I think I want some of that BIG cock now." I looked behind me to see the rest of my housemates had entered the room without making a sound. Donny, Kevin, and Dirk were now standing next to Frank and Mike. All of them had wicked smiles on their faces. Their greedy eyes were fixed on Heather's naked slut-body. All of them had unzipped their pants and taken out their cocks to jack them off. Heather was right...they were all fucking huge! I looked back at Heather and tried to speak, but the knot in my throat wouldn't let me. "Boy oh boy...I haven't fucked a roomful of cocks THIS big since I was in Venice! Do you wanna watch your frat brothers fuck me, Carl?" I found I was inexplicably shaking my head yes. "And you're gonna love every fucking minute of it, aren't you?" Again, I was uncontrollably nodding yes. Her eyes went wide as my five frat brothers brushed passed me, taking off their clothes as they neared the bed. "You wanna fuck my used cunt?" she taunted them. "You wanna get that cunt smell all over your cocks?" "Fuck yeah, you whore," Donny grunted as he stepped up, waving his cock right in her face. She wrapped her tiny little fingers around it at the base and just stared at it...as if it were the greatest gift anyone could've ever given her. "Holy shit," Heather marveled. "Now THAT'S a cock." It was amazing to see how big the head of his cock was in comparison to her adorable little button nose. With a dumbfounded smile on her face, she began stroking it up and down...unable to take her eyes off it as she admired the length, the girth, and the inert strength of his manhood. Then...just like that...I watched Heather take his elephant-sized prick straight down her throat in one gulp. She looked up at him lovingly with her sweet baby blues...as his cock lingered down her esophagus. "Goddamn Heather!" he gasped. "I always thought you were such a goody-two-shoes. When did you become such a filthy fucking whore?" She let his long, thick dong slide out of her mouth slowly. It was all shiny, coated with her saliva. "Ever since I went to Europe and discovered The Wonderful World of Cock," she confessed and then went back to smoking his pole. Meanwhile, Kevin climbed onto the bed and began sucking and biting on Heather's erect nipples. She moaned as Donny's big prick pumped in and out of her mouth. Her glossy pink lips were truly making love to his manhood. She'd NEVER sucked MY cock so passionately! They got her up on all fours. Dirk got behind her and took in a deep whiff of her horny holes before diving in. He seemed to take great pleasure eating her juicy cooch and that greasy pink butt-hole. I listened to Heather moan in pleasure with her mouth full of donkey-dick. She let Donny slip free from her mouth and an avalanche of saliva poured over her bottom lip and all down her chin. "Oh God, YES!" she screamed. "I don't even know which one of you is eating my roast beef, but don't fucking stop! I'm gonna cum again!!" "Me too!" grunted Donny and forced his cock back into her mouth. He put his hands on both sides of her head and started face-fucking her with rigor. "Ahhwwwlll," she wailed like a wild animal as she came all over Dirk's face. "Taste my cum!" Donny growled, fucking her throat oh so deep. His body went into spasms and I knew he was emptying the creamy contents of his balls right down her gullet. Even after 20 seconds, he held onto the sides of her head as he continued to slowly hump her beautiful face. Heather's eyes gazed up at him. She looked as if she were begging for mercy. He must have squirted a shit-load of cum into her mouth and down her throat. "Don't you dare spit that out," Donny commanded, looking down into her eyes. I could see her throat muscles working double-time to swallow the whole gloppy, sticky mess. "Oh my God," I murmured, feeling a phantom grip on my balls. I looked down to see pre-cum oozing out of my cock and dribbling onto the floor. Heather pulled Donny's long wet prick free from her throat. She opened her mouth wide to show him she'd been a good girl and had swallowed his entire load. She looked over her shoulder and saw Kevin, Dirk, Frank, Mike, and Tony staring at her teenage cunt and ass. Both holes looked desperately in need of dick. "Please," she panted, "for the love of God, somebody fuck me!" All five of them moved in at the same time and bumped into each other. Heather giggled, adoring how "in demand" she was. She flipped over onto her back and spread her legs. "Tony," she beckoned, "I want YOU to fuck me." Tony wasted no time jumping on top of her. His cock was even bigger than Donny's, so no wonder she wanted it inside her first. I watched as the dirty son-of-a-bitch plunged 10-inches of thick dick into my girlfriend. "Oh, oh, oh, OOOH!" sang Heather as Tony pounded into her deeper and deeper. In a matter of moments, he was so far inside her that Heather's clit was literally buried within the nest of Tony's pubic hair. "When you're finished fucking me," she whispered in Tony's ear, "you're gonna have one stinky cock." "Ahhwww, I'm gonna cum inside you if you keep talking like that!" Tony barked, sweat pouring from his brow. "How would you like to coat my 'roast beef' with some mayo?" she cooed in her cutesy little voice. "Oh no...oh...OH FUCK!" Tony screamed, spewing cum deep into Heather's fuck tunnel. "Go on, shoot that shit inside me, Tony! Oh God, it's SO fucking warm! Yes, Tony, I'm gonna cum all over that big Italian dick! Let's come together...OH SHIT, OH SHIT! YEEEESSSS!!" I watched Heather's tiny body jerk and thrash underneath Tony's big hulking frame. He kept pumping into her, making sure the last drops of his sperm found their way into her womb. I couldn't believe it... Heather had cum THREE TIMES today! And I hadn't given her a single one of those orgasms... Pre-cum was drooling out of my rock-hard prick like mad. "Oh, Tony," Heather sighed basking in the glory of her third orgasm, "you've got one thick cock. You really stretched me out nicely. I think I'm in love with you." When she said that, something inside me snapped. I couldn't take it anymore. I walked right up to the bed and began furiously jacking-off...right onto Heather's face. When the first stream landed on her forehead, she automatically opened her mouth wide to catch the rest of my spunk on her tongue. "That's it, Little Dick," she seethed. "Gimme that cum!" Hearing her call me "Little Dick" only made me shoot rope after rope of pent-up sperm onto her sweaty little face. I couldn't deny she was 100% right...compared to the rest of the guys in the room, I DID have a little dick! "Oh my GOD, Heather," I wailed, milking the last drops of cum from my cock, "I LOVE YOU!" "Aww, that's nice, sweetie. But I think I'm in love with Tony now. His cock just feels so much better inside me than yours does." I didn't know whether to cry or keep jerking-off. "But don't worry, sweetie," she sighed. "I do love the taste of your cum though." I looked down at her face. It was so strange to see it covered in semen. Her tongue rolled over her lips and scooped up gobs of my cum. She took them into her mouth and swallowed. "Your sperm tastes almost as good as Donny's did." I slowly backed away from the bed. The guys were all laughing at me. "Don't worry, Carl," Heather said. "I'll still eat every last bit of it." She raised her hands to her face and began shoveling the entire mess right into her mouth. "Yum yum yum" she cooed. Kevin, Dirk, Mike, and Frank still hadn't cum. They were grunting like cavemen staring at Heather's slutty body sprawled out on the bed. Now that I'd cum, I was pretty sure I didn't want this gangbang to continue. But at this point, there was no stopping it. The guys would've literally killed me if I tried. And besides...the look in Heather's eyes told me the best was yet to come. Heather looked right at Kevin and did a sexy come-hither motion with her index finger. "Kevin, c'mere, baby. I wanna ride on top of that big beautiful cock of yours." Kevin laid down on the bed and in no time Heather pounced on top of him, letting his meaty cock slither up inside her. "Oh fuck yes, it's still fucking tight!" Kevin cried as Heather bounced up and down on him. "Mike? Frank?" Heather beckoned. "You fellas mind sharing my mouth while my pussy gets fucked?" Simultaneously they slapped their schlongs onto Heather's face...apparently neither of them minded that their cocks would be touching within the confines of my girlfriend's warm, wet mouth. But before she took them in, she looked over her shoulder and said, "Dirk, honey, you're gonna get something special in a minute, so just be patient, okay?" Dirk grumbled like a neanderthal, pumping his prick in his fist. Heather opened her mouth wide as Mike and Frank shoved their long wet pricks inside. Each of them grabbed a handful of her hair. And together they began fucking her face. "Carl, you been holding out on us, man," said Donny who was stroking his spent cock back to life. "I always thought Heather was a total prude, but goddamn...she's a prime piece of ass!" "Yeah," snorted Dirk, "and I think it's time one of us FUCKED her ass!" He stared longingly at her puckered pink shit-hole. Heather let Mike and Frank's dicks fall out of her mouth. She looked over her shoulder at Dirk as she continued grinding on Kevin. "I was wondering what you were waiting for, you dirty bastard," she growled. Dirk spit into his hand and then rubbed it all over his cock...making it nice and wet. "Are you sure you can take all of this up your ass, sweetie?" "Only if you promise to kiss it first." He leaned in and she wiggled her meaty ass-cheeks right in his face. "I like big things stuffed up my ass..." she teased him with her cutesy little voice. "I've had lots of practice getting butt-fucked!" My heart sank. I couldn't believe my idiot frat brother Dirk was going to feel the inside of Heather's asshole before I ever did. Kevin momentarily eased-up pumping into Heather's pussy, so that Dirk could tongue-kissed her brown-eye. He did it with pure passion...as if he were French-kissing her mouth rather than her anus...and then he dropped a thick glob of spit right onto it. "C'mon, Dirk...stick that big dick right in my hot asshole!" she barked. "Fuck my ass while Kevin fucks my cunt!" "With pleasure," he said and then sank himself right into that perfect, tight, 19-year-old asshole. "Oh, yes! Oui! Oui!" she cried out, expressing her approval in French. Then she began screaming in other foreign languages I didn't even recognize! It sounded like she was speaking in tongues! Her body writhed...sandwiched between my two burly frat brothers. She looked as if she were being held captive by them...pinned between their giant cocks as they simultaneously fucked her. It was so erotic that Mike and Frank didn't even fight their way back into her mouth. They just smacked their cocks onto her cheeks while jerking them off. Within seconds they exploded all over her face at the same time...jets of hot gooey cum hitting her at every angle. Cum coated her face, and slowly dripped down from her forehead, down from her eyebrows, down from the tip of her nose...and right down onto her tongue. The whole while she continued howling...a mixture of sex grunts and European languages. Listening to Heather lose complete control had now gotten me, Tony, and Donny all hard again. We stood there jerking off, watched her body surge with sexual rapture...as the two mammoth cocks pounded into her mercilessly. "I'm fucking cumming AGAIN, you motherfuckers!!" Heather screeched, as they pummeled her holes into submission. By the look on Kevin and Dirk's faces, I knew they weren't going to last much longer. "Cum with me, boys!" Heather screamed. "Let's all cum together!" "Oh fuck!" yelled Dirk, "I'm gonna drain my cock...right into your slutty ass, you whore!" "Oh! OH YES!" Heather moaned. "I feel it! It's so hot! It's so fucking hot!" "Feel my cum too!" Kevin yelled as his prick spastically erupted inside her. "Oh fuck, this is a never-ending orgasm!!!" Heather wailed, as she continued right on fucking herself...using their spent cocks for as long as she could... ********************* But even after everyone had cum, I knew it wasn't over... Just outside my bedroom door, there were six more of my frat brothers crowding around, peeking in. And I could hear more of them in the hallway. Had someone called all 35 of them?!? Heather's body was draped over the edge of the bed, face up. Her eyes were half-moons. Her face was glazed with drying sperm. Her flesh and her hair were drenched in sweat. Cum oozed from her pussy and her ass. But I knew she wanted more. "Now, boys," she said, looking up at all the fresh meat that had come here just to enjoy her body, "I want all of you to take turns fucking my ass for the next few hours. Well...all of you except for Carl." She looked at me viciously...and winked. For the rest of the night, I watched my entire fraternity take turns pounding Heather's asshole, stretching it wider and wider apart. I watched the gold cross around her neck swing back and forth as she took her ass-fucking like a true whore. I watched her sloppy-wet pussy lips quiver...as 35 dicks (all bigger than mine) violently pumped in and out of her anal tract. And although her pussy was completely empty the entire time, her mouth never was. She would always have a cock down her throat, sometimes two at the same time. When it was all over, Heather's body lay on my bed, completely saturated in sperm. Her gold cross had been drowned in a thick puddle of semen that had formed at the base of her neck. She was blowing bubbles with their cum, gargling with it. Giggling all the while. The guys had left the room. I sat there, wondering if what had happened was really just a dream. Did I want it to be? And then Heather spoke. "You know, Carl...there never really was a road-trip...it was just made up." I just looked at her like the fool that I was. "When I was in Europe, I emailed your roommates and told them to pull a prank on you. I had them make up a phony story about a road-trip, and I told them to come home at exactly 5 PM today and 'surprise' us. I told them if they did, they wouldn't be sorry." "I see," was all I could manage to say. "Carl, I think you enjoyed yourself today, didn't you?" I looked down and stared at my dick. Why was it hard again? Why had I enjoyed watching all of my frat brothers fuck Heather? "I guess I did," I confessed. "Good, because I promised them I'd be your fraternity's little whore from now on." I gulped, not sure what that meant. "You see, baby, what happened today is just the beginning. Just a teaser." I looked at her in disbelief. "That's right, Carl, they're all gonna be fucking me again...and again and again and again." I began to slowly stroke my throbbing prick. "Oh, and that's not counting when brothers from other schools come to visit. I'll be fucking them too, of course." I was jerking myself off faster and faster, thinking of Heather getting fucked silly by a whole new group of strange cocks. "And don't forget alumni!" she sang. "I'll probably be fucking TONS of silver-haired foxes when they come back to visit their alma mater!" "Oh God, Heather!" I yelled. "I can't wait to see all of those men fuck you!" "Good boy," she purred. "Now get over here, Little Dick, and eat my pussy and my asshole. And if you do a good job, maybe, just maybe, I'll let you take your turn up my ass. Although, I gotta tell you, it's not gonna be that tight anymore." I found myself crawling across the floor, completely entranced by Heather's holes as I neared the bed. Both were red and raw and sloppy with sperm. Her asshole was completely gaped open. A thin stream of cum leaked from it...as if it were a mouth, drooling. "That's it, Little Dick," she coaxed me. "You know you wanna eat those holes and make me feel good." My face was right between her legs now. The heat of her crotch was pulling me in closer. I closed my eyes...and opened my mouth like a vampire ready to feed.