2 comments/ 73571 views/ 1 favorites Helen's Story Ch. 01 By: sonofasailor Part I – The Awakening I was very shy and naive as a girl. Even though I am considered quite attractive at five foot five and 115 pounds with brown hair and eyes, I was just too serious a student to find time for all the flirtatiousness that goes on in school. In fact, I was still a virgin after I graduated from college with an accounting degree. I got my first job with a prestigious CPA firm in Atlanta. We served quite a few major clients and I quickly advanced up the pyramid. By the time I was 24 I had obtained my CPA certificate and was being talked to about partnership opportunities. Alas, I was still a virgin and just as backward in the ways of love as I had been as an awkward teen. One of our clients, a man in his mid forties and quite ruggedly handsome named Jim, always made it a point to stop in my office and spend a few minutes flirting with me. I, of course, was totally unaware of his true designs. I just thought he was being nice. For about six months, he would ask me out nearly every week. I would politely refuse and that would be that. Finally, after him being particularly persistent, I gave in and said I would go out with him that Friday. He seemed like a puppy with a new bone. Friday came and I had almost forgotten about the date. Jim popped in just to say how much he was looking forward to it. I just smiled and said me too. He told me he would pick me up at 8. I went home that evening and took a nice hot bath. I dressed in a simple skirt and blouse, nothing provocative. Low heels and modest jewelry completed the ensemble. Promptly at eight, Jim rang the bell. He was dressed in a sports jacket and slacks. Smiling, he gave me a quick peck on the cheek and told me I looked great. We went to dinner and then to a club. I had several glasses of wine with dinner and started drinking screwdrivers at the club. Now mind you, I was not much of a drinker and the alcohol quickly had an effect on me. As the night wore on and we danced up a storm, Jim couldn't seem to keep his hands off me. He would rest his hand on my hip as we danced and at the small of my back on the way back to our table. At the table, he would touch my hand or my knee as he spoke. This had the effect of getting me used to his touch. On one occasion, as we headed back to the table for another breather, I thought I felt his hand drift down over my ass. The feeling quickly disappeared and I shrugged it off as an accident or my imagination. When it was time to go, I was feeling very good...OK, OK, I was potted! We got in his car and I promptly fell asleep. He awakened me with a gentle shake and told me we were at his place. I opened my eyes to see we were in a basement parking garage. I was not thinking clearly at all as I allowed his to lead me to the elevators. On the ride up he started kissing me, gently at first, then with more passion. His tongue began to probe my mouth and duel with my own. The ride to his floor seemed to take forever, and no wonder. He lived in a high rise apartment building in downtown Atlanta on the top floor. The doors to the elevator opened and he led me to his door and opened it. What a magnificent apartment! He left me for a moment, turned on the gas fireplace and opened the drapes to the balcony. The view was breathtaking. The entire city was spread out before our eyes. He led me to the sofa and made me comfortable then left me again. He returned with two glasses of wine. We sipped our wine and alternated gazing at the fireplace and out on the city. I must have dozed off for a second because I suddenly felt something at my neck. He was nuzzling the small of my neck gently nibbling. A shiver ran down my spine. I was frozen for a moment not knowing what to do. The more he did it, the more I liked it. Then his hand was caressing my breast through my blouse. I started to struggle but was still very inebriated and only managed to move around a bit. His hand began to unbutton my blouse as he positioned more of his body on mine, pinning me in place. It didn't take him long to unbutton my blouse and the front clasp on my bra was no match for his experience fingers. Suddenly, I felt the cool air on my exposed breasts. His hands were now kneading my breasts and pinching my nipples into hard little buds. I gasped aloud as I had never felt anything like this before. Strange electric shocks were emanating from my virgin pussy, setting my body on fire. I writhed beneath him and little moans escaped my lips. His lips were now on my left nipple, suckling it. His hand traveled down my belly, under the hem of my skirt and slid up my thighs. I tried to clamp my knees together but he was too strong. His finger brushed against my panties and then slid beneath the leg opening to touch my by now soaking pussy. My hips bucked uncontrollably as his finger glanced my clit. Raising his face from my breast, he looked deep into my eyes. I was mesmerized and could not break eye contact with him. He removed his hand from my dripping pussy soliciting a moan of disappointment from me and took my hind in his. Without saying a word he placed my hand on the now prominent bulge in the front of his pants. I started to pull my hand away but he held it in place. I felt his heat emanating through his pants and involuntarily started to rub it. He took his hand away leaving me to continue rubbing him. He sat up a bit and used both hands to remove my panties. With my skirt bunched up at my waist and my blouse and bra open, I was effectively naked before him. Quickly, he removed his clothes. I was now gazing upon the first cock I had ever seen fully erect. It was magnificent! It looked to be six or seven inches long and quite thick. I had to touch it! His hand went back to probing my pussy as I encased his cock in my fist. I could feel his pulse through his cock. It throbbed and seemed to dance under my touch. In the firelight, I could see it glistening and when I touched the head, felt the wet stickiness of liquid leaking from it. Suddenly, something was wrong! A quaking deep inside me seemed to explode, little flashes of light went off in my head and I let out a loud groan. I didn't know it, but I had had my first orgasm. Gently, he pushed me down on the sofa until I was lying down with on leg over the back of the sofa and the other on the floor. I was splayed out beneath him as he positioned himself between my legs. From this angle, his cock looked huge. He took hold of his cock with his hand and rubbed the head up and down my slit, making it gleam in the light. With a slight push, the head was inside me. I felt like I was being stretched wide open. He started moving his hips in a slight thrusting motion, working himself into me bit by bit. It hurt, but at the same time felt deliriously good. With a final thrust, I felt his belly meet mine and he was all the way inside me. He leaned forward onto his hands and began a slow steady rocking of his cock in and out of me. All the time never breaking eye contact. By now, I was continually gasping and moaning. Without warning, my body rocked me with another orgasm. I threw my head back and let out a prolonged OOOOOOOOOOooooooooooo. When I came back to my senses, Jim was thrusting in and out of me more rapidly and I noticed his breathing was becoming erratic. With one final mighty thrust, he buried his cock as deeply as he could and held it there. I felt him swell even larger, then he pulsed over and over. He came so hard I could feel the jets as they splashed against my womb. I had never experienced any feeling like this before. I knew I was hooked forever. Finally, he sucked in a deep breath and collapsed on top of me. Our hearts were beating in unison like trip hammers. Gradually, his cock shrank and slipped from my pussy. My last thought before I fell into a deep sleep was that I could feel his liquid leaking out of me and running down my ass to pool on his sofa. The End Part I – Next, Helens Story, Part II – The Dark Side Helen's Story Ch. 02 Part II – The Dark Side I awoke the next morning in the same position I had fallen asleep in; legs splayed wide apart, Blouse and bra open, skirt bunched up at the waist. Groggily, I looked around the room. Jim was nowhere to be seen. I struggled to a sitting position. As I did so, my hand touched my pussy. I was a bit raw and there was something crusty matted in my pubic hair. I stood up and saw a large stain on the sofa cushion. I felt positively demolished. I toured the apartment, looking for the bathroom. Finally, I found one off what appeared to be the master bedroom. And what a bedroom it was! A huge bed dominated the room. Mirrors were everywhere, including on the ceiling! The lighting was subdued. I stumbled into the bathroom and caught sight of myself in the mirror. I did not recognize the visage that returned my stare. Hair all akimbo, makeup streaking down my face. I turned and sat on the toilet. Just then, I heard a door slam and Jim's voice calling out for me. Hurriedly, I finished up and tried in vein to straighten my clothing. I could do nothing with my hair. I came out of the bathroom and Jim was standing there in the bedroom. "Ah, there you are. Coffee?" Gratefully, I took the cup from him and swallowed. "I'm sorry, but I look awful." He grinned at me, "Nope, you look like you were well fucked is all." I glowed crimson and averted my eyes. "I was a virgin, you know." "I could tell you were a bit inexperienced. But I thought you were great!" I glowed even more but still managed a smile. "I am such a mess; can I use your shower?" He got me some towels and led me back to the bathroom. "When you're done, I have some presents for you. I'll put them on the dresser out here and you can try them on when you're done in there." I thanked him and closed the door. The shower was very refreshing and I took my time. After toweling off, I wrapped the towel around my body and went into the bedroom. I was surprised to find him in the chair calmly waiting. There were numerous bags and boxes aligned on the bed. It looked almost like Christmas. I looked at him questioningly. "I have observed you for the last several months and noticed a distinctive lack of eroticism in your wardrobe. I am going to remedy that." He then pointed to the presents and indicated I should examine their contents. The first box I opened contained a pair of boots. Not just ordinary boots, but black leather boots that go up to the knee and have five inch heels. There were several dresses in bright colors. I say dresses, but they hardly qualified as such, as they would only just barely cover my ass. There was a black leather skirt of the same length. Several sheer blouses that could clearly be invisible and would surely expose my breasts. A couple of pairs of thong panties and fish net stockings with black frilly garter belts were also included. I turned to him questioningly, "What am I supposed to do with these?" He smiled, "I am going to teach you the power of your body. I am going to teach you the true meaning of sex." I looked again at the gifts and shook my head. "I don't think this is such a good idea." A hard look seemed to come over his face, but it was quickly replaced with a smile. "Trust me, you'll love it. Open that last package." I picked up a package and took the lid off. In side were several bullet shaped plastic devices in different colors. I looked at him with raised eyebrows. "They're called vibrators. They will enhance your pleasure. Try one." I picked up a small pink one and felt its coolness. I examined it very closely. "Turn the base of it." I did as instructed and the object seemed to leap in my hands. It made a low humming sound and vibrated, tingling my fingers. I quickly turned it off. "No I mean, try it for real. Take off your towel and get on the bed." I hesitated. This was not something I had any interest in. "NOW." He commanded, making me jump. I don't know what came over me, but I felt I must do as he commanded. I was a little afraid of him by this time. Slowly, I walked to the head of the bed and turned down the sheets. Dropping the towel, I crawled onto the bed and lay down. His voice was smooth again, "That's right. Now turn the vibrator on and gently touch your pussy with it." He had gotten up from the chair and moved to the foot of the bed. I knew that from there he could see right up my pussy. I complied and turned on the vibrator. It again jumped in my hand. I placed the tip of it at the top of my mound and gasped, it felt wonderful! I rubbed it down a little further until it made direct contact with my clit. Oh my! My eyes closed and my back arched involuntarily as a moan escaped from my lips. I lost touch with everything but the feel of the vibrator as I started to buck my hips. All too quickly I came to a screaming orgasm that seemed to last forever. Truth be told, the whole experience maybe lasted one or two minutes. Gasping for breath, I took it away from my pussy. I kept my eyes closed for a few more minutes as I came back to reality. When I opened my eyes, I noticed Jim was still at the foot of the bed, but he was holding a video camera. He had taped the whole thing! I was mortified. He grinned and placed the camcorder on a tripod. This he placed to the side of the chair he had sat in before. He then removed his pants and sat down in the chair. I couldn't help but notice that his cock was semi hard. "Come over here." He commanded. I hesitated just a second before I got up on somewhat shaky legs and walked over to stand before him. "Now I am going to teach you how to give a blow job. Kneel down." Again I felt compelled to do as he instructed. I knelt before him. This brought his cock to eye level. It seemed to grow a little all by itself. "Touch it. Explore it with your hands." Slowly, I reached up and grazed its silky skin with my fingertips. It jumped. I wrapped my fingers around the base and let my hand travel its length. I pumped it several times. When I released it, it had grown to its full size. It was bigger than I remembered from the previous night. "Play with my balls." He almost growled. I looked at him questioningly. Tentatively, I reached up and scratched the skin of his scrotum with my nails. His cock jumped in delight. I began to gently stroke and squeeze his balls. I noticed a clear liquid seeping from the tip of his cock. I rubbed it gently with my fingertip. It was slippery and spread to cover the entire head. "Taste it." Locking eyes with him, I leaned forward and took a few swipes at it with my tongue. The liquid had a salty taste to it, but not unpleasant. "Kiss it. Take it into your mouth." I pursed my lips and kissed the tip. Slowly, I moved forward until the head was fully in my mouth. The skin was smooth and the taste was delicious. Instinctively, I wrapped my hand around the base and began pumping. He groaned. I began to ease more of him into my mouth until he hit the back of my throat and I gagged a bit. I had only gotten about half in. Gradually, I got into a rhythm of pumping his cock with one hand, fondling his balls with the other, and bobbing my head up and down on his cock. By now, his cock was leaking a steady flow of juice, coating my tongue and causing me to continuously have to swallow. We had never broken eye contact. As I worked his cock with my mouth and hands, he reached down and grabbed a handful of my hair. Now he had more control of me and he used it. He started pulling my head down harder and faster on his cock. With every thrust, his cockhead would jab at the back of my throat. It was all I could do to make sure I got a breath as he withdrew. His breathing was becoming more labored and his eyes were almost bulging out as he started to lift up his hips to pump his cock in short, quick thrusts into my mouth. I let go of his cock with my hands to steady myself for his assault. Every couple of thrusts his cock would slip from my mouth with an audible "pop". He would withdraw it from my open mouth an inch or so; strings of a combination of saliva and his cum still connecting us. Then he would thrust back into my mouth and drive it as deep as he could. He started cursing me and growling at me. "You fucking slut. You cum eating whore. I'm gonna blow your head off with my cum." His thrusts, if it were possible, got even more insistent. His fingers wrapped tighter in my hair, causing tears to well up in my eyes. "Come on, you cunt, take it. Take it NOW!" With that, his cock seemed to swell in my mouth, causing my jaw to ache from stretching. Suddenly, I felt a hot burst of his salty cream fill my mouth to overflowing. I swallowed and coughed. Some of it escaped from my mouth to ooze down my chin. Another blast quickly followed, followed by another, and another. And still he continued to pump his cock in and out of my mouth, causing more of his cum to leak and then flow out to run down my chin and dot my breasts with gobs of cum. In vain, I tried to continue to swallow, but only managed to get about half of it. The rest ended up on my chin and breasts. Finally, his bursts slowed from hard squirts to a slow ooze. His thrusts weakened. The swelling seemed to subside. His hips settled back into the chair but he held my head in place with his hands, slowly pumping my head up and down, draining the last of his cum. He sighed loudly and released my hair. I pulled back from his cock and gasped for air. Tears were streaming down my face. He just looked at me and grinned broadly. He pointed his finger to my right and I followed his gesture. It was then that I noticed the red light on the video camera. He had taped the entire episode. I got up and ran into the bathroom, chased by his deep hearty laughter. The End Part II – Next, Helens Story, Part III – The Descent Helen's Story Ch. 03 Part III – The Descent The person in the bathroom mirror I did not know. She looked like me, but she was different. Her eyes were swollen; tears were running down her face, great sobs would emanate from her. And, she was naked. Not just naked, her face and breasts were covered in cum, his cum. Suddenly, she felt sick to her stomach. She took a washcloth and cleaned herself up. She looked a little better now. A knock upon the bathroom door caused her to jump. "Helen, come out here. You've had enough time to collect yourself." I sighed and opened the door. He stood there fully dressed, an evil leer on his face. "I want you to fix your hair and do the makeup thing. We're going out." He wasn't asking me, he was telling me. "I've laid out what you are to wear on the bed. You have fifteen minutes so make it snappy." With that, he turned from me and strode from the room. I went back into the bathroom and ran a brush through my hair and put on my makeup. Returning to the bedroom, I surveyed what he had chosen. It would be the leather boots, leather skirt, a white see through blouse, a garter belt, and fishnet stockings. Quickly, I donned the attire. Jim waited impatiently in the living room. Inwardly, he chuckled to himself. It had been so much easier than he ever thought it would be. He had broken her spirit in just one day! Now, he could do anything with her he wanted, and he had a lot of ideas. Yes, indeed, this was going to be quite fun. I walked into the room and stood before him. I made quite a picture. The five inch heels caused my calf muscles to bulge and accentuated my thighs. The short leather skirt barely came below my ass. But the real topper was the sheer blouse. My nipples were clearly visible through the thin material. She was clearly embarrassed by the clothes but held her head high. Maybe he hadn't broken her quite as much as he thought. Well, after tonight, she sure would be. Without a word he turned and walked to the door. As he opened it, he was glad to see she had followed. They went to the elevator and pushed the button. As they waited for the car, he slid his hand up under her skirt and onto her ass. Pleased, he smiled and withdrew his hand. Since he hadn't laid out any underwear, she had no panties on. The car came and they got on. He pushed the parking garage button and the car began its descent. He reached into his pocket and withdrew a small cylinder, about the size of a small egg. Handing it to her he said, "Put this in your cunt." Quizzically, I looked at the object. I looked back up at him. His stare said he meant it. I reached under my skirt and rubbed it along my pussy lips to get it slippery. Then I slowly inserted it into myself until it disappeared. I straightened up and smoothed my skirt back into place. He smiled and removed another object from his pocket. It was a small box with two buttons on it. A small loose wire hung from the top. "This is a micro transmitter. What you just put in your cunt is a remote control vibrator. This button here," he pointed to the left button, "causes it to heat up slightly." He pressed the button. I could feel no difference at first, and then it did begin to feel warm inside me. "And this button here," he indicated the other button, "causes it to vibrate. Push it once, it gives a slow vibration, twice, a little faster, three times and it goes wild." He proceeded to demonstrate. The slow buzz turned into a faster buzz and then into an intense buzz. You could even hear it buried deep in my cunt. It also had an effect on me. My eyes got big and I started to squirm. He watched her intently. Her breathing became a bit labored and she leaned against the wall of the elevator for support. Abruptly, he turned the device off and she relaxed. The car stopped at the 22nd floor and the doors opened. A middle aged couple got on. The woman's cold look told what she thought of my attire. The mans wide eyed stare conveyed his thoughts. They turned their backs on Jim and Helen. After descending a few floors, the car stopped and they got off. Jim chuckled. We arrived at the parking garage without further incident. Jim drove us around a little showing me off to the street crowds. For the most part, the men all stared in wonder at my exposure while the women generally glowered in disapproval. Finally, we stopped at an adult store. I recognized the name from the bag of toys he had presented me with earlier. Inside was typical, the front contained a vast assortment of books, magazines and videos arranged by category; "group sex" over here, "gay" over there, etc. Jim led me through the store to a door in the back. Over it was a sign "peep shows". We went through. There was a long hall with five doorways on each side. Outside each door was a small marquee showing what was playing inside. Jim led us to the third door on the left and entered. I noticed a light over each door. If the light was on, the booth was occupied. Both booths on either side of ours had there lights on. Inside, it was pitch black. A small screen was opposite the door with a slot for quarters below it. It smelled of stale cum. Jim produced several quarters and fed the slot. Immediately, the screen lit up with a scene of a young blonde woman entertaining a group of men. She was fucking and sucking as many of them as she could. I was mesmerized. I had never seen anything like that in her life. Right then, Jim activated his new remote control toy and I felt it start to vibrate deep in my pussy. The combination of the scene on the screen and the vibrator caused me to moan. This attracted the attention of the neighbors. I hadn't noticed the holes on each side of the booth about waist high. Now, a cock appeared through each of them. Jim leered at me. He put his hand behind my head and pushed me down towards the one on the left. I tried to resist but he was much too strong. "Suck it for him, bitch." He hissed. I hesitated but a moment before opening my mouth to accept the strange organ. When my mouth engulfed the man, I heard a moan from beyond the wall. I decided to make this as quick as possible so I could get out of that place. I braced my hands against the wall and started to move my lips over the cock. I didn't have to do much work as the man on the other side of the wall began to pump it back and forth, fucking my mouth. He only lasted about a minute when he suddenly swelled and filled my mouth with his salty cum. After draining him dry, he withdrew, trailing a string of cum from my lips through the hole. It broke off and fell to my chin. Jim straightened me up and turned me around to face the other hole where another cock poked through. Roughly he forced my down again. Once again, I serviced the anonymous cock with her mouth. It too lasted only a minute or so before washing my mouth with a large quantity of salty sperm. This time Jim didn't do anything. I looked up at him and he just looked to the other hole where still another cock protruded. Evidently, word had gotten out that there was a talented cocksucker in this booth and men were lining up to be serviced. Despair washed over me as I bent to engulf another cock in her mouth. In all, I sucked twelve cocks off that afternoon, swallowing as much of each load as she could but still spilling some on my face and blouse. The crusty remains were even in my hair. When there were no more men to please, Jim led us from the store and we returned to his apartment building. On the elevator ride up from the basement, he turned me to face him. I must have been quite a sight. Wordlessly, he forced me to a kneeling position in front of him. He unzipped his fly and pulled out his cock. With his hands on the back of my head, he forced his way into my mouth. As I began to suck him, the elevator came to a stop and the doors opened. From my position, I couldn't see anything, but the loud gasp and angry exclamation behind me told it all. Tears of shame streamed down my face as Jim erupted with a massive load deep in my mouth. I didn't even try to swallow it, just let it flow down my chin and all over the front of my blouse. My degradation was complete. Or so I thought. End Part III, Next – Helens Story Part IV - Rock Bottom Helen's Story Ch. 04 Part IV – Rock Bottom "Jim, I need to go home and feed my cat." I pleaded. He looked at me with utter contempt. After a long minute he finally said, "OK, but be back here at 6. You might as well clean up a bit too." He turned and strode purposely to the bedroom. Returning, he handed me a see through shorty nightgown. "When you come back, be wearing this…nothing else." I nodded and moved towards the door. Once outside, I stopped shaking and almost ran to the elevator. I drove home and let myself in. Thankfully, noone had really seen me as I was still a mess. Rube, my cat, was very glad to see me. I collapsed on the kitchen floor and broke into heaving sobs. How could I have let this happen? I vowed never to return, no matter the consequences. After I fed Rube, I took a long hot shower. I dressed in some flannel PJs and crawled into bed. I fell into a deep sleep. I was rudely awakened by a hand shaking me roughly. "Wake up you cunt. I knew I couldn't trust you." Jim was hovering over me. How had he gotten in? My face must have registered my shock. He grinned and held up a copy of my key he must have made. My heart sank. He threw off the covers and yelled, "Get your ass out of bed and put on what I told you to wear. I want you in the living room in five minutes." Abruptly, he turned and strode from the room. Like an automaton, I got up from the bed and slipped out of my PJs and into the nighty he had given me. I then went into my living room. I wasn't expecting what greeted me. There were seven men besides Jim in my home. They were all shapes, sizes and age. But they had one thing in common, they were all naked. I started to turn from the room, but Jim grabbed my arm and roughly shoved me into the center of the group. I opened my mouth to protest when Jim backhanded me across the mouth, knocking me to the floor, I tasted warm blood in my mouth. I looked around pleadingly at the faces of the other men, but they just leered lustily at me. "OK fellas, you know the order, so have at her." Jim said. A young man of what looked to be twenty grabbed me by the hair and pulled me to my feet. He ripped the teddy from me with his free hand and began to roughly maul my breasts. I felt some more hands start to feel my ass. Still more hands began to explore my pussy. I was like a puppet on a string, jerking this way and that. The young man lay down on the floor and pulled me over him. I was forced down on his cock. It seemed to tear into me. Hands on my back pushed me forward until I was laying fully on him. As another man positioned himself at my face and shoved his cock in my mouth, a finger began to probe my ass. I tried to protest, but the cock in my mouth prevented all sounds but a whimper. I grunted as first one, then two, and finally three fingers pushed into my ass. I breathed a sigh of relief when the left. Then I felt two hands on my hips as a man positioned himself behind me and proceeded to push his cock into my ass. Soon, all three cocks had me bouncing between them. I heard Jims guttural laugh as he addressed the other men. "Look guys, an airtight cunt!" I heard them all chuckling. I couldn't believe the pain I was experiencing. The cock in my ass felt like it was splitting me in two while the one in my mouth was about to unhinge my jaw. Suddenly, the man in front of me grunted and his cock began to spurt in my mouth. Desperately, I swallowed as quickly as I could but he was squirting so much so fast, I couldn't keep up. Cum literally sprayed from the corners of my mouth as his cock churned in my mouth. The man beneath me and the one behind me were working in unison. They would both saw in and out at the same time. I felt like a rag doll. The man behind me buried himself as deeply as he could in my ass and began shooting deep in my bowels. This proved too much for the cock in my pussy as he too began to explode. I could feel his great spurts hitting my womb. The man behind me pulled out of my ass with an audible pop and I fell off to the side on the floor. Next, a big black man with at least a ten inch cock knelt between my legs. "I want some of that ass for myself." As he pushed my knees up to my chest and positioned his cock at my now exposed and gaping asshole. With a grunt, he shoved his entire length into me with one stroke and began to fuck me as hard as he could. He was scooting me across the floor with the power of his thrusts. Another man knelt down at my head and roughly grabbed my hair to turn my mouth towards him. He began to probe my mouth with his cock until I felt his pubic hair tickling my nose. I was gagging as the head of his cock invaded my throat. The man fucking my ass threw his head back and let out a loud yell and shot another load deep inside me. This was too much for the one fucking my mouth as he buried himself deep in my throat and started shooting great gobs of cum directly into my stomach. Finally he finished and pulled out, leaving me to sputter, gag, and gasp for breath. The final two men quickly took their places. Unceremoniously, one cock was shoved back into my gasping mouth as the other forced its way into my pussy. At least I could lower my legs. These two took their time with me. The one in my mouth only put the head in and jerked himself with his hand while the one fucking me used long slow strokes. I lost myself in their rhythm. After a few minutes, the one in my mouth pulled back and began to spew thick ropes of cum all over my face and neck. Seeing this, the one fucking me quickened his pace and I thought he was about to cum too. But, he had other ideas. He pulled out and crawled up my body to rest his cock between my tits. Using his hands, he squashed my tits together around his cock and began to stroke himself in the valley. Someone grabbed my hair and raised my head up so I could see the spectacle. His cock head alternately appeared and then disappeared between my tits. Suddenly, his cock head appeared and shot a great stream of cum right into my left eye. Such pain! He continued to shoot jet after jet of thick white cream all over my face and neck. Spent, he crawled off of me. Rested, several of the first men again started to use my body. This went on for several hours count of the loads of cum I had spurt in my ass, cunt, mouth and on my body. Finally, they seemed to be spent. Jim then had them surround me and soon I was covered in urine too. I closed my eyes and passed out. Hours later, I awoke to find myself still on the floor. It was pitch black in my apartment. The carpet had a large stain of a combination of urine and cum. My body ached. It was hard for me to move. I stumbled into the bathroom and got in the shower. All I could think about was how to get away. I dried off and threw some clothes on. After packing a few things in a bag, I grabbed my cat and ran from the apartment. I jumped into my car and went to my bank. After withdrawing as much cash from the ATM as I could, I got on the interstate and headed south. I vowed to never return to Atlanta again. The End