Monday August 15, 2011 was a special day on the set of "The Hunger Games." It happened to be the birthday of Jennifer Lawrence, the star of the movie, and she was turning 21. People had been talking for weeks, with rumors flying all around about what Jennifer had planned for a celebration. Of course, no one came close to the actual debauchery.
Working on a movie set people become very close and learn a lot of personal things about each other. It is an unwritten and fully understood policy that those revelations will remain on the set and never become public. This allows the stars, the crew and all the others to be themselves, thereby staying relaxed and doing a much better job.
From the minute she arrived, it was instantly implicit that Jen, as she likes to be called, was going to be something of a hell raiser. She had a wicked sense of humor that was borderline evil, and loved to play practical jokes on her fellow actors and the crew. Along with her humor, she also displayed an incredible libido, having a daily lunch-break fuck and bringing guys to her trailer whenever she had other breaks. Small talk among the lucky ones suggested that Jen was, in fact, a fantastic fucker who loved every position, even anal, and was also a cum whore, addicted to the feel of it on her skin, the taste of it in her mouth and the warmth it brought to her stomach. However, no one realized these traits would play a major role in her birthday party.
Prior to that Monday, no one knew what Jen had planned for her birthday. All that was known was everyone was invited, it was going to take place in an old barn on the set and that somehow Jen had managed to get the producers to shut down the production the next day, giving everyone a day off to recover.
North Carolina in the middle of August is brutally hot and humid, and the fifteenth was no different. By the time people started arriving at the barn a light breeze was blowing which made the air seem a little cooler, but it was still scorching and muggy enough so with any physical activity a person would be soaked in sweat. Despite all this people were having a good time.
Chefs were brought in to fix southern barbeque: chicken, beef and pork were all available. Drinks ran the gamut from water to soda to beer, with beer being the most popular. Since she was 21, Jen was able to legally drink, and by the time the sun was starting to set she had enough beer to be a little tipsy and a little less inhibited, if that is possible. Her cursing, which she loves to do, went up a few notches, her long hair was loose and wildly mussed about her head, her blouse was almost completely unbuttoned, revealing her full tits and inviting cleavage and even though it was hot, her nipples were rock hard and poking through her blouse. Every guy there was staring at her, rubbing their crotches and thinking about what a great fuck she would be.
A little while later Jen climbed up on a pile of hay bales and addressed the crowd: "I want to thank all of you for coming tonight. I've had a fucking good time, and I hope you have to. But, now it's time to get really fucked up and do what I have fucking wanted to do for a long time." Everyone was listening, wondering what Jen had in mind and how they would be involved. It didn't take long for them to find out as she continued: "For all of you who want to participate, we are going to have a motherfucking gang bang, and I'm the gang bang girl." Cheers started bouncing around the barn. "I want every fucking hole fucked: mouth, cunt and ass and I want to bathed in hot sweet sticky cum. Can you fucking do that for me?" A loud boisterous yes rang from the crowd. Jen got a big smile on her face and her eyes began to sparkle with excitement. "Then let the fucking begin!"
By the time she got to the ground her clothes were gone and the nearest guys were molesting her, rubbing her tight heart shaped ass, squeezing her tits and pinching her nipples. Jen didn't mind at all, in fact she was twisting and turning to allow as many hands upon her as was possible. At one point she threw her head back, ferociously tossed her hair and declared her cunt to be tingling and soaked with her wetness. Guys were shedding their clothes rapidly and it didn't take long until a horde of hard cocks were presented to Jen.
She was quickly on her knees, a cock in each hand, stroking them and then guiding them to her hot wet open and willing mouth. Jen was sucking the dicks so hard that the sounds of moaning ecstasy coming from the guys almost sounded like cries of pain. And most of them, not wanting to cum this quickly, could only survive being in her mouth one or two minutes. One guy thought he could last longer and actually started fucking her mouth as she sucked him. It was a foolish mistake, for within minutes he felt his cock stiffen, his balls tighten and all his muscles tense up, knowing he was beyond the point of no return. As cum boiled its way to his cock, he pulled out of her mouth and told her to stroke his cock. She did so happily, his hard erection pointed directly at the big smile on her face. As his cock got harder Jen's hand moved faster, and along with her urging: "blow your fucking load all over my face," he grunted loudly and came. Cum erupted from his cock, strings of thick white goo squirting through the air, landing on Jen's face, in her hair and in her mouth, which she eagerly swallowed. The rest she rubbed into her hair and all over her face.
Whoops and hollers came from the horny crowd. Jen could sense that within minutes there was a real possibility of gallons of cum raining down on her, and as much as she wanted that, she wanted to get fucked first.
"HEY GUYS," she raised her voice loud enough for all to hear. "YOU'LL ALL GET YOUR CHANCE, BUT THIS IS A FUCKING GANG BANG AND I WANT TO GET FUCKED!"
Various responses could be heard: "Fuck the bitch!" "Her ass is mine." "Pound her fucking cunt," and many similar things, all which Jen was very happy to hear.
By this time there were 40 to 50 guys still there, all with hard erections and an insane desire to fuck Jen. She didn't disappoint, getting on her hands and knees with her ass high in the air, waiting to be fucked. The guys lined up behind her, each one taking their turn, first fucking her in the cunt and then in her tight ass. It was brutally erotic, the guys pounding her as hard as possible, grunting like wild animals, their bodies soaked in sexual sweat. A few were unable to control themselves and fucked to cumming, where Jen would spin around and take the full load on her face and in her mouth, smiling through it all and thanking each guy.
Jen too was moaning and screaming like an animal in heat. Each new cock that entered her felt different, but they all made her incredibly horny and wanting more. By the time the fourth guy started fucking her, Jen's cunt was so sensitive that the mere touch of a hard cock would send an orgasm ripping through her body, tensing her muscles and making the juice flow from her cunt, usually drenching the cock and running down her inner thighs. For Jen the payoff was when the guy would cum. She loved watching cum spurt from a cock, the long thick strings of white sticky spunk flying through the air, feeling the warmth as it hit her skin and the sweet salty taste when it landed in her mouth. The few guys who came while fucking her were great, but they only left her wanting more. She didn't have to wait long.
After the last guy fucked her, Jen turned around to see a horde of hard cocks pointed at her, being stroked by guys on the edge of an orgasmic meltdown. They all wanted to orgasm, she knew they all wanted to orgasm and she wanted all of them to orgasm all over her.
"You guys just fucked the shit out of me," she told them, panting and moaning as she was still feeling the power of countless orgasms. "But now the real shit begins." She was on her knees, in front of the horde, her body soaked in sweat, cum on her face and in her hair and wanting more. "I want your fucking cum. I want it all over me, in my hair, in my eyes and in my mouth. Give me a motherfucking cum bath!" By the time she finished, Jen was screaming at the guys. They responded with an animalistic throaty 'fuck yeah!' growl.
As each guy approached her, Jen would tell them: "fucking cum on me," or "give me your fucking cum," and sometimes "cover me with cum you cum spurting fucker." It seemed that the dirtier and filthier she spoke, the harder and bigger the guys would cum. And she didn't shy away, turning to face each cock, eyes and mouth wide open.
When it was over she was an unholy mess. From the top of her head to her waist there wasn't a single spot that wasn't covered in cum, her entire body glistening in the spunky wetness. Cum continued to drip and run off her face onto her tits where she would rub it all over. The stuff left on her hands she would clean off by running her hands through her hair, turning her hair into a cummy matted mess. There was a pool of cum in her belly button, and using a straw, Jen sucked it out and swallowed it down, declaring how fucking good it tasted.
The guys watched in amazement as Jen kept playing with their cum. She was swirling it around, rubbing it into her skin and scooping it from her body and drinking it down. Some of the guys were getting hard again and started stroking their cocks. But, after what happened next, all the guys were ready to unload again.
Three tall blonde women dressed in leather dominatrix outfits walked into the barn. Mistress, the leader, came in first, carrying a riding crop. Behind her were her servants, bringing in a box full of bottles. Mistress walked over to Jen.
"I am Mistress. You will do what I tell you or you will feel the pain of this crop. Do you understand, birthday cunt?"
Jen was no fool and knew how to play the game. "Yes Mistress, this cunt fully understands."
The guys were watching keenly, their erections growing.
"Good," Mistress said, walking back and forth in front of Jen, gently tapping Jen's feet with the end of the crop. Mistress turned to her servants. "From the look of things, this cunt likes cum." She faced Jen again. "Is that right, cunt?"
Jen looked up at her and answered. "Yes Mistress, this cunt fucking loves cum."
Mistress told her servants to get everything prepared. From the box, one of them started taking out bottles of champagne, each bottle half filled with wine and half filled with something else. The other servant came back with two plastic buckets, one empty and the other with some liquid in it. When they were finished they stood silently, awaiting further orders.
Jen watched them, not really sure what was going to happen, but the not knowing was exciting her. It was also exciting the guys, who continued to stroke their growing cocks.
Mistress leaned over so her face was a few inches from Jen's. "Cunt, if you truly fucking love cum, then you are going to go fucking crazy over this." Mistress stood up and pointed to one of her servants. "Tell the cunt."
The servant walked over to Jen. "Cunt, we have twelve bottles of champagne. Each bottle is half filled with champagne and half filled with a special mixture of horse and donkey cum." She had to stop there since every guy was hooting and hollering at hearing about the animal cum. Finally, she was able to continue. "When a bottle is shaken vigorously we can spray the mixture on whoever we want."
The guys were astonished at what they had just heard, but the idea of seeing a hot piece of ass like Jennifer Lawrence get sprayed with horse and donkey cum was an incredible turn on for them. All of them were hard again, and many of them were trying to not cum just yet.
Jen was shocked at what she heard, but she also knew there was no way of getting out of it. Then, the more she thought about it, the more excited she got until she said: "Mistress, this cunt thinks you're a fucked up motherfucker, but the thought of getting sprayed with that shit is making me so wet I can't wait for it to happen."
"Cunt, you are right, I am a fucked up motherfucker, and since it's your birthday, you get what you want." She pointed to her servants, snapped her fingers and backed away.
The servants started spraying Jen from both sides. The mix came out a little thick. One bottle easily soaked Jen from head to toe, but by the time all seven bottles were emptied, Jen had truly had a cum bath, completely covered, hair dripping wet and sitting in a large puddle that had formed on the barn floor. The last amount of liquid in the bottles was usually a thick wad of cum that didn't mix in with the champagne, and the servants would plop that into Jen's mouth, where she would have to chew on it a little bit before swallowing.
All through the spraying Jen was endlessly rubbing and finger fucking her cunt, cumming at least another three or four times. Watching her get sprayed was too much for the guys, and they started blowing their loads on her, so when it was all over, Jen was a mess of champagne and human, horse and donkey cum. She was also so turned on her entire body felt like it was having one giant continuous orgasm. It was like nothing she had ever experienced.
"Did you like that cunt?" Mistress asked Jen.
"Yes Mistress," Jen answered, almost out of breath. "This cunt loved it. Is there more? I want more."
"Yes cunt, there are three bottles left. But they are for a very special treat. Do you want that now?"
Jen only knew she wanted more, and said yes without much thought.
"Good," Mistress said. She picked up one of the bottles, started shaking it and told Jen to spread her legs. Jen instantly knew what Mistress had planned and wanted none of it. She kept her legs closed.
Mistress raised her voice. "I said spread your fucking legs," she said, a hint of anger in her voice.
"No," Jen said, not moving.
This enraged Mistress, and she picked up the crop and laid it across Jen's back. The sound of leather against flesh could be heard throughout the barn. Jen screamed in pain; the guys gasped in horror. A long welt formed across Jen's back, oozing blood.
Mistress got right in Jen's face. "You defy me again and I will make your cunt lips bleed. Now open your fucking legs."
This time, Jen did as she was told. The servants held her legs apart while Mistress continued to shake the bottle. Jen tried to prepare herself for about what was about to happen, but it didn't help much.
Mistress removed her thumb from the top of the bottle and plunged it into Jen's cunt, the mixture of champagne and cum filling her up. Jen's cunt, already raw and sore from the gangbang, was at its highest point of irritation. The champagne didn't help, and when it hit her insides, Jen felt like her whole lower stomach was on fire. She screamed from the pain, calling Mistress a sadistic motherfucker and then threatening to rip open her asshole with a telephone pole. Tears were running from her wide open scared looking eyes; Mistress just gave her an evil grin and said there was more to come.
Jen had no idea what Mistress meant, but she had an idea it would be sick, perverted and a complete turn on. There was so much cum and champagne in her cunt it just ran out on its own, leaving a messy pool between her legs. Mistress watched, urging Jen to push out more. As she tried, she could feel a large blob moving through her cunt and toward her lips. Jen had no idea what it was. She had to push harder when it got to her lips to get it out, and with a loud squish noise, the blob plopped out on the floor.
The guys were watching intently, and when the blob came out, they all looked shocked and moved back a little, as if they wanted nothing to do with it. Jen saw this and asked Mistress: "What the fuck just came out of my cunt?"
Mistress scooped up the blob and held it for Jen to see. It was white, about the size of a ping pong ball and had the consistency of mashed potatoes. She was still trying to figure out what it was when Mistress spoke.
"Cunt, you are very lucky tonight. When everything is right, champagne tends to make the horse and donkey cum gel, and this is the perfect formation."
Jen looked again at the white blob in Mistress' hand, thinking about how she would like to rub it all over her or, better yet, taste and swallow it.
"Mistress, may this cunt have the cum blob to eat?"
"Yes you may," Mistress answered, making Jen's cunt even wetter. "But first, you need an appetizer." As she spoke, Mistress snapped her fingers at her servants and one of them brought her the bucket with a liquid in it. She showed the bucket to Jen. "In here is about a pint of left over horse and donkey cum, which you are going to drink."
Of course, the guys loved hearing that. All of them couldn't wait to see Jen drink down the cum, and some of them were even getting hard again thinking about it.
Jen couldn't wait. She loved cum, and from the little taste she got with the champagne, the mixture of horse and donkey cum was very good. She watched Mistress bring over the bucket, her mouth beginning to water, licking her lips and her body tensing up with sexual excitement over getting to drink this cum mix.
When Mistress got to her Jen already had her head back, her mouth open and tongue out, ready to drink. Mistress raised the bucket and slowly began to pour, the thick spunk running from the bucket directly onto Jen's tongue and then into her mouth, where she eagerly swallowed. The taste was incredible: strong, a little salty, but with a wild tang like she had never had before. As she drank she rubbed her cunt, pulling on the engorged lips and pinching the hard erect clit until a tremendous orgasm racked through her body. The tensing muscles caused her body to quiver, lightening bolts of sexual energy pounding through her body, forcing her to let out a primordial scream that bounced from the walls of the barn. Jen collapsed, completely spent. Mistress poured the last few drops of cum over Jen's body.
After about 15 minutes, she had recovered enough to sit up. "Mistress, may this cunt please have her main course now?"
"Yes, cunt, here it is." Mistress handed Jen the cum blob. It felt hot in the palm of her hand. When she touched it, it was wet and squishy and it smelled just like the other cum had tasted. She took a bite. It was a little softer than jello but about the same consistency. It tasted like the cum she had just drank, except the champagne added a bit of a bite to it.
"Oh fuck! This tastes great," Jen exclaimed while swallowing the first bite. She didn't waste any time and put the rest of the blob in her mouth. As she began to chew, the cum got a little more watery and was running out of her mouth and down her chin, which she quickly scooped back into her mouth. She continued to chew, mixing the blob with her spit until it turned into a liquid. She spat a large dollop into her hand, rubbed her hands together and then smeared it all over her face.
The guys continued to watch in silence, stroking their hardons and not really believing what they were seeing. One guy, unable to last any longer, declared he was going to cum, ran over to Jen and started rubbing his cock faster. She tilted her head back just as the cum started spurting from his cock. A massive amount of thick white spunk covered Jen's face, running down her cheeks and dripping from her chin. Using her hands, she got most of it into her mouth which she swallowed.
Seeing this caused most of the other guys to cum all over Jen's face. About thirty guys shot their loads and she ended up with a mouthful of cum, both eyes completely full of cum, and the rest of her face looking like it had been glazed with cum.
Mistress looked at the guys. "Are you boys done?" she asked them. They nodded yes. "Good, because we need as much cum in the cunt's stomach as possible." She snapped her fingers at her servants. "Clean her up."
The servants started to lick cum from Jen's body and face. When they got a mouthful they would spit it into Jen's mouth and she would swallow it. There was so much cum it took the servants almost twenty minutes, but they finally got her cleaned up.
Mistress, shaking another bottle of champagne, moved over to Jen. "Cunt, you now have a belly full of cum, but we need it back." Jen gave her a no-fucking-way look. "If you refuse, I will lay this fucking crop across your cunt lips until you pass out from the pain."
Jen was not happy. "FUCK YOU!" she screamed at Mistress. Mistress gave Jen a steely look, smiled evilly and then cropped her across her tits. Jen groaned at the pain.
"Enough of this," Mistress said, still shaking the bottle. She nodded at her servants, who quickly had Jen in a hold where she could not move. Jen had her mouth tightly closed, so Mistress pinched her nose, knowing that eventually Jen would open her mouth to breathe. As soon as she did, Mistress shoved the bottle down Jen's throat, the spray of cum and wine choking her and making her gag.
It only took a few seconds until Jen was puking into one of the buckets. All of the cum mixed with the beer and food she had ate came spraying out in violent jets from her mouth, filling the bucket. Whenever she was able, Jen called Mistress every dirty name she could think of. After about four or five retches, Jen had puke dripping from her chin and running out of her nose. She sat back, completely spent, trying to regain a little energy.
One of the servants spread a towel across a hay bale and told Jen to lie across it since it might be more comfortable. As soon as she did, the servant sat on Jen's back and pushed her head into the towel. "What the fuck?" Jen thought to herself, not knowing what was going on. The other servant pulled apart Jen's ass cheeks, and Mistress plunged a vigorously shaken bottle deep into Jen's ass.
"YOU MOTHERFUCKER," Jen screamed into the towel, as she felt the mixture from the bottle fill her bowels with fizzy champagne cum. Within seconds, the wine was burning her intestines and she could feel the urge to shit building up. Mistress shoved the bottle deeper, plugging up Jen's ass so the pressure would mount even more.
Jen was groaning in pain, the burning from the champagne and the cramps racking through her lower stomach, her intestines wanting to evacuate but unable to with the bottle plug.
"Oh fuck," Jen pleaded, "pull it out."
Mistress waited about another minute before removing the bottle. Jen screamed in relief. The pressure was so great in her guts that the champagne-cum enema sprayed four feet behind her, leaving a mess of champagne, cum and turds all over the floor. It happened three more times, each time a little less spray and not so many turds.
When it was finally over, Jen curled up in a fetal position on the floor and tried to recover. Mistress walked over and Jen opened her eyes just enough to look at her.
"Happy birthday cunt, you won't forget this one. Boys, wash her down."
As Mistress walked away, each of the guys went over to Jen and started pissing on her, washing off all the gunk.