Shared by Eight Strangers

by Lia Marsh

  “Way to fuck it up for the rest of us guys,” Mike snapped.

  “What?” Dave, Steve, and Scott all asked at the same time.

  “Dudes! I’m not sticking my junk in her mouth with your cum all over her,” he scolded.

  “For the record, I shot my spunk in her ear,” Steve said.

  “But you said, and I quote,” Scott said, narrowing his eyes, “’cover the whore.’ Well?”

  “When do you ever listen to me?” Mike fumed.

  “Boys,” Jenya gurgled with the remnants of Scott’s man-juice still steaming in her mouth. “Why don’t you open the bag now?”

  Chapter 4: All for One and One for All

  “Fuck yeah, do it guys,” Mike bubbled.

  Davey grabbed the knapsack and unzipped it. He pulled several lengths of rope and dangled them in front of Jenya. She smiled and stood, wondering where they were going to tie her up. Normally she just faked it for her customers but she did have one fetish that she simply adored, one that drove her absolutely nuts.

  This better be fucking worth it. I’m such a slut and if these guys find out I really dig being tied up, then I’m fucked. I could always just tell them “no” if they want an encore or another appointment. I hope I don’t enjoy it too much.

  Mike grabbed the simple chair from the tiny table next to the bed. It looked like something you’d sit in around the dinner table. Most hotels have something a tad more comfortable to relax in. He’d never noticed until now but a plushier chair wouldn’t serve their purposes as well.

  “Straddle that shit,” Mike demanded.

  Jenya straddled the chair. She was facing front and swept her eyes across the few guys looking at her. The looks in their eyes was typical. It was a sex-crazed stare, like they couldn’t wait to dig in and fuck the hell out of her because it would be the best sex they’d ever had.

  “Want me to get you some ice for later?” Davey asked.

  Ugh! There he goes with that ice shit again.

  “We’re gonna run a train on you,” Mike reminded her. “You may need it.”

  “Like I said last time,” she said, slurping up a sliver of cum that tried to escape the corner of her mouth. “I can handle it.”

  “Let me know if you change your mind,” Davey said and nodded toward the empty ice bucket on the table.

  She looked at Mike and nodded, telling him she was ready to be bound. Davey handed out the rope and they started to tie her up. They tied her ankles to the legs of the chair and her wrists were tied behind her back. Jenya slouched a little, sliding down in the chair so her ass was just at the edge, giving the men easy access to her flaring cunt. Her large tits were clearly on display and hung slightly to her sides because of the angle she was leaning back on.

  They lined up in front of her; Mike was first. Dave, Steve, and Scott were in the back of the line. They were still working furiously to bring their cocks back to a hard, erect state. Jenya took a deep breath then flinched as she took Mike’s dick deep into her simmering pussy.

  He rammed it in completely with a single thrust. He grabbed her hips and pounded the shit out of her. His thrusts were hard and powerful and fast. Jenya buried her face into the pillow and moaned.

  “Just like that,” Mike said. “Moan like you’re actually enjoying it.”

  Truth be told, she was. Even though he’d only been drilling her hot hole for a few seconds, she felt as if she could actually cum at any moment. She wriggled her hands at the wrist, loving the feeling of the nylon wrapped snugly around her flesh.

  “Fuck yeah!” Mike shouted. “Get into it slut!”

  Jenya didn’t have to pretend. Her ass and hips moved as much as her bonds allowed. Her eyes rolled back into her head and she gnashed her teeth together. Mike fucked her loosened pussy like a madman and groped her tits.

  After a few minutes he pulled out and Fred took his place. Fred’s dick was a couple of inches shorter than Mike’s but nearly twice as thick. He was the reason Jenya had decided to stretch her twat out with the dildo in the first place.

  “Ohhhh,” Jenya moaned. “Fuck me good!”

  Mike frowned a little because she didn’t say a damn thing to him. Fred leaned forward and sucked on her nipples, biting and nibbling and tonguing them while he worked his cock into her like a jackhammer. Had she not been tied to the chair, she would have been writhing uncontrollably in abandon. Then again, if she hadn’t been tied to the chair, she’d be faking it.

  Scott moved from his place in line and shoved his semi-flaccid cock into her cum-coated mouth in hopes of resurrecting his hard-on. Jenya moaned into his meat as she took their dicks, driving the sick lust inside of her to burn brighter against her will. Just before he came, Fred pulled out and Andy took his place.

  Andy teased her clit with his throbbing cockhead before plunging it past her delicate pussy lips and into her burning hole. He wasn’t anything to write home about. In fact, Jenya was a little disappointed he didn’t show the vigor his friends had before him. She arched her back and lifted her large, pillowy breasts toward the ceiling as she sucked off Scott.

  Andy and Scott to it as an invitation and they each grabbed one of her tits. They squeezed and teased them. Their fingers rolled her hard, sensitive nipples. Andy went a bit further and pinched them and tugged them roughly. She moaned, definitely enjoying the slightly painful bondage.

  They fucked her for what seemed like an eternity. Each took a turn or two or several. Jenya had lost count at how many times she had cum, though she did her best to hide her orgasms. No sense in completely exposing her Achilles’ heel.

  These guys better finish up soon or I’m going to need a break. Fuck! Why did they have to bring ropes. At least they aren’t whipping me or blindfolding and gagging me. I can’t believe those three were hard already too. This isn’t working out well at all.

  It was Mike’s turn again. He was beginning to realize she liked it a little rough. There was something definitely different about her this time. He had the sneaking suspicion she liked being tied up.

  He bucked his hips and rammed his huge dick into her like a wrecking ball. Scott and Davey were getting their cocks swallowed in succession. Jenya was losing control and she fought as hard as she could to maintain her steel will. Then Mike slapped her tit.

  Chapter 5: Having a Blast

  Jenya threw her head back, letting the random cock pop from her mouth. Her toes curled and her fingers balled into at fist at the sudden, benevolent abuse from Mike. Her loose, sloppy cunt clenched around his pumping shaft in powerful spasms.

  Fuck! I came! This fuck knows something about me. He has too. No way he just 'accidentally' stumbled upon the only sexual vice I have. I need to get this over with quickly before I get screwed over in the deal. I can see myself turning into a blubbering, sex-crazed slut and giving them the trick for free.

  Mike grit his teeth against the steel grip of Jenya's pussy. He hid his surprise well. He swore she came. He felt it. The quivering clamp of her slimy hole. The sudden glide of juices pouring from her steaming slit. He was onto something, something great, and it was going to make everything that much fucking hotter than he, or any of the guys, had expected.

  "Come on boys!" Mike shouted. "Let's get this bitch done!"

  Bitch? What the fuck? Oooooo! Shit! He just slapped my other tit. Damn it.

  "Yeah!" Steve butted in. "She still looks a little too clean."

  She was too. Aside from the goo that oozed down her face, the rest of her body was spotless. It glowed with the sweat from the exertion they forced into her with each thundering pound. She was going to end up much worse than last time, that was for sure.

  Jenya took Andy. He was raging hard again which would only mean it would take longer for him to cum again. Andy forced his dick into hard and fast for a few thrusts then pulled out. Lee popped his pecker into her next, fucking her with short, fast thrusts, like a sexual machine gun berating her tiring quim.

  "What?" Mike asked Dave and Davey. They were
whispering back and forth and looking rather guilty about something.

  "What?" They asked in unison while they fisted their cocks, waiting for their turn to ride the Jenya-train.

  "Your fucking whispering like a couple of gossiping, old ladys," Mike snorted.

  "Dude, we're planning or fucking shots. Hell," Dave snapped and flipped him off.

  "Oh," Mike dismissed them and turned to watch the action.

  Lee was gasping heavy, raspy breaths. He sounded like an old man who had smoked way too many cigarettes in his lifetime. Jenya wondered if he was gonna pass out. Regardless, he used the fuck out of her pussy and thumbed her clit at the same time.

  Meh. This is more like it.

  "Move! Move" Scott shouted and pulled Lee out of the way.

  He stuffed his dick into her hole and pumped her fiercely. He'd finally gotten his dick hard again and was afraid he'd lose it if he didn't get into on the action again. Jena moaned and squirmed, this time at her own will, adding to the entertainment, not because some stupid ass figured out her secret.

  "You liking this?" Mike said sarcastically. "I told you we were gonna run a train on your ass."

  He reached over and grabbed her by the hair on the back of her head and pulled, tilting her face up to look at him. He was about to continue but the momentary roll of her eyes cut him off. He'd figured it out. She liked the abuse, though he had no intention on actually hurting her. He was showing off his status as the Alpha-male of the bunch.

  "You're doing great," he said then bent down to whisper in her ear. "I know."

  "Know what?" she whispered back between labored breaths.

  "Your secret," he smirked then tugged a little harder on her hair.

  "Fuck- me," she cried.

  That's it. I'm done and these dicks are gonna walk all over me.

  "Don't worry, I won't tell," he whispered again then released his grip on her hair.

  She looked forward, surprised to see Fred between her tied legs, jamming his dick into her. They were switching so fast, she couldn't keep track who was where and who was next. All she wanted was for them to finally finish and leave.

  On cue, they began just that. Fred's body stiffened and he started to snort like a rutting buck. He reamed her pussy fast and hard then pulled out. His cum blasted from his throbbing head and splattered across her stomach.

  Andy forced his way back in and after a few thrusts, the filled her quivering pussy with a gallon of his spunk. He pulled out slowly and admired the creampie he had left. Pearly drops of his jizz seeped down her gaping lips and he smiled.

  Mike frowned, of course and figured he was just going to have to cum on her tits. Scott didn't seem to care and shoved his dick into her pussy along with Andy's jizz. He pumped he recklessly before firing his own cum inside of her and add it to the juicy cocktail brewing in her hole.

  Yes. Two down.

  Mike grabbed her chin and pulled her face toward him. He jerked his dick feverishly and she opened his mouth. No sooner had she done so, his meat erupted too, spurting streams of his think, steaming seed into her hot mouth.

  They were cumming faster than she could keep track of. They blasted her with their cream, over and over, coating her body with a slick, gooey sheen. She was thankful she had been naked. She thought about her clothes from last time.

  When the boys were done, they dressed. Her eyes burned with the cum pooled on them and she watched Mike through the globby haze as he counted out the money and left it on the bed. He untied her and headed toward the door.

  "The room's paid for until tomorrow again," he said. "You got my number. Call me. We'll plan for next week, same time, same room. Okay?"

  Jenya nodded from the chair. She didn't dare open her mouth or even breath. If she did, she might swallow a mouthful of cum or have it spill out and add to the sticky mess all over her body.

  "Remember," Davey said. "Ice machine's down the way."

  After the door closed behind them, she slumped in the chair for a moment, lucky she got out of it as well as she did. Jenya didn't know what she would have done if Mike decided to exploit her weakness. She sighed and then choked at the sudden, albeit shallow, swallow of cum. She gagged and coughed and the cream in her mouth shot past her lips and out through her nose.

  She fell onto all fours as it continued to pour from her mouth until she was dry-heaving. Her body became wobbly and the strength in her limbs gave out. Jenya collapsed onto the floor with the side of her face splashing into the pool of jizz she had vomited out.

  Rest. Rest then shower then rest some more. Fuck. I don't know how much more I'm going to be able to handle from those guys.

  She curled up in a tiny ball and closed her eyes, drifting off into a much needed sleep.

  This is the second story about Jenya, you can read the first part in:

  Shared by Strangers Vol. 1

  You may also enjoy reading Sharing Laura: Stranger Addiction

  Shared by Eight Strangers

  by Lia Marsh

  Copyright © 2013 Lia Marsh

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  About Lia Marsh

  Lia is a TV executive, wife and mother of two, based in Miami, she finds time to sneak away at night and live out her fantasies by writing them all down and creating these stories for her faithful readers.

  Lia enjoys her new calling with a passion and hopes you will enjoy reading her stories as much as she does writing them.

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