I moaned - I couldn't help it. It was a loud, wild noise, a noise Joe and Sam laughed at. I was nothing but entertainment to them, but by this point, I was too aroused to care. I didn't care what these men saw in me, I didn't care to know the reasons for which they were doing this. All I could think about was how hot that bulge in Daniel's jeans looked, and how good the fingers on my pussy felt.
"Sit up." Daniel commanded, voice deep and harsh against the silence of the room. I did as I was told, straightening my back and looking up at him, worry and lust painting my features. He gripped the hem of my dress, yanking it up over my head. It was tight, too tight - far too snug. I briefly regretted my purchase - I should've gone with the size above.
Finally, Daniel managed to get the dress off, yanking it over my tits and tossing it to the floor. For one moment, I cursed my former self for electing to go braless tonight. My breasts rose and fell with every sharp intake of breath, perky and round under the garish yellow lighting of the apartment. Daniel took one in hand, kneading it and rolling his thumb over the nipple.
"Damn." Joe grinned, flashing a toothy smile my way as he watched Daniel touch me relentlessly. I arched my back, pushing my tits forward, into those strong, immense hands. I bit my lip, not wanting to show weakness in front of these men - I wasn't keen on getting made fun of any more tonight.
"She's a huge whore, but she has nice tits. I'll give her that." Sam conceded, still looking on, judgement tainting his eyes. "Daniel, a girl like this could be a dangerous fuck. She's probably got something contagious." He remarked, shifting his weight as he observed the situation with a watchful eye.
"Violet-" Daniel began, addressing the matter at hand. "You don't sleep around, do you?"
The question seemed baffling to me. Did I give off the vibe of a loose woman? Well, I supposed, given my eagerness - it was easy to assume as such. "I'm a virgin-" I huffed, looking away. It was an embarrassing thing to admit, but I wanted them to get their stories straight. "I've never done anything like this before, I swear-"
"A virgin? Really?" Joe babbled in disbelief. "Damn, we got a nice catch tonight!"
"Fuck yeah-" Daniel concurred, running his free hand through my silky black hair. "I mean, if you're telling the truth, then...well, I'll be frank with you. We're not gonna be gentle. You're too much of a slut for that." He chuckled, giving my cheek a light slap, startling me out of my lust-induced stupor.
"Let's get her into a bedroom." Sam insisted, shoving Daniel off of me and lifting me, princess-style, into his arms. It felt amazing to be touched, and my pussy throbbed as I looked up into his cold eyes. This was like something out of a dream - save for the fact that I was nothing but an object to them.
Sam carried me into what looked to be the master bedroom - there was only one bed, but it was king-sized. It was definitely big enough for the four of us to fit on. I wasn't sure how this was going to work, but I assumed they might take turns with me. The thought made my heart race and my cheeks flush.
He threw me down onto the bed, hard enough to knock the wind out of me. These men had no intention of taking it easy - Daniel hadn't been exaggerating. However, the idea of rough sex was sounding better with every passing second - my pussy was soaking my panties with want, and I squirmed against the sheets nervously.
"Joe, get the camera." Daniel barked. My heart seized up - camera? Were they planning on filming me? My eyes flew open, but I realized that I couldn't leave now - I was too into this, too excited over the idea of getting fucked. They could show this video to anyone - to the friends I'd made, to the entire student body.
I pushed the worries out of my mind, watching as Joe dashed into another room, coming back with a proper camcorder and a tripod. As he began to set it up at the side of the bed, Daniel climbed up onto it, grabbing me by the hips. I squeaked in surprise, and he leaned down to peck my lips, uncharacteristically chaste.
That chivalry was dead within a minute, however, because soon Daniel was yanking off my panties, exposing my perverted pussy to the camera. It was dripping wet, plump and pink and hungry. Easily, he slid in a finger. My hymen protested, but allowed him access anyways. I braced myself - the first fuck would hurt like hell.
He pulled it out far too soon, leaving me frustrated - of course, these were selfish men. They'd please themselves before pleasing me, but the attention felt amazing regardless. Joe and Sam joined us on the bed, and with a single glance I became aware of the fact that the camera was already recording, red light flickering away.
Joe was the first to start fumbling with his belt buckle, but the other two followed suit fairly quickly. I watched, overwhelmed, as their pants were lowered. Shit - I was unprepared to handle all three of them at once. I knew not what they were planning on doing, but due to my interest in porn, I could make an educated guess.
Joe slapped his thick cock against my cheek, capturing my attention instantly. I hadn't expected his dick to be as big as it was - I could barely wrap my hand around it. I stroked the base, knowing that's what I was expected to do. It felt unreasonably warm in my hand, and I quivered with excitement as I touched it.
Sam undid his pants as well, allowing his long member to spring out of its confines - he grabbed my arm by the wrist, guiding my hand up towards it. I knew what to do - I grabbed his shaft and began to pump up and down. The two of them seemed satisfied with my movements, bucking their hips to match my motions.
Finally, I was greeted with Daniel's cock - it was thick and impossibly hard, veins almost visibly throbbing as he pressed it against my delicate little lips. I parted them, allowing him to slowly push inside of me. I didn't know how I was going to put up with this, seeing as he could only get three or four inches in before hitting the back of my throat.
"God, she's easy. Fucking useless whore-" Sam mumbled, thrusting his hips up into my warm grip. "Violet- do you like being used like this? Do you like pleasing three men at once? Must feel good - must do wonders for your self-esteem, huh?" He continued, words rude and thoughtless, voice wavering with pleasure.
I hummed in affirmation, inadvertently allowing Daniel to move further, pressing himself in, all the way up to the base. I sucked at him as hard as I could, hands pumping furiously in order to bring the men to climax. It was hard work - my jaw was already sore, my forearms already trembling from exertion.
The camera watched with a menacing eye, and I made the mistake of glancing directly into that eye as the men had their way with me. I quickly shut my eyes - I'd have to beg them not to show anyone this video. I rutted my pussy down against the mattress, knees digging into the sheets. I had never been this turned on in my whole life.
"Violet, stop for a second-" Joe groaned, grabbing my arm and forcing me to let go of his dick. I did so somewhat reluctantly, worried that I hadn't been doing a good enough job. My mind was reeling, heart racing. He took himself in hand, watching my face get fucked by his friend. I held eye contact with him for a moment, though I soon found it too embarrassing.
Sam, too removed himself from my grip - and somehow, I felt a sense of defeat. It was humiliating to be unable to properly please my partners, though I'm sure they hadn't expected much from an easy virgin such as myself. My hands still held their lingering warmth, arms dropping to my sides.
Daniel, who had been holding me by the sides of my head, removed himself from my mouth, a small string of saliva still connecting my tongue to the tip of his cock. I blinked up at him, though I was admittedly relieved to have him out of my throat. He grinned down at me, taking himself in hand.
They all brought their dicks close to my face, stroking them at different rapid paces. It was obvious that they were close to the edge - I shut my eyes, lips parted in order to receive whatever they were planning on giving me.
Soon, I felt a hot sensation on my face, cum running down my cheeks, beads of it hitting my tongue. I savored the taste, drawing my tongue back into my mouth in order to swallow. For a moment, it seemed unending - it was far too much, it felt warm and
heavy on my face, and I was tempted to lower my head to avoid getting even more on my visage.
"Fuck...that was good." Joe sighed, sounding deeply pleased.
"What was good? Cumming on this worthless whore's face?" Sam snickered. "C'mon, don't be so easily satisfied. There's a lot more that we can do with her, after all."
"That's true." Joe conceded. "Daniel, why don't you get her ready? She looks pretty hungry - it's only fair if we fuck her."
I nodded, silent and wanting, agreeing deeply with Joe's statements. My pussy had never ached this badly before, it had never desired to have something inside of it so strongly. Daniel furrowed his brows, shoving two fingers into my wet entrance without warning. Instantly, I fell back against the mattress, shoulders digging into it.
He scissored those long, talented fingers, nearly ripping my hymen in the process. I had never had anything inside of me save for my own petite fingers, and those couldn't reach the spots he was reaching, not by any means.
I rolled my hips down onto those fingers, coaxing him deeper and deeper. I was already close to climax just from this, and I knew that if he just moved them a little bit closer to my cervix, I'd probably lose it. I inched my way down, hoping he'd get the message and touch that sensitive spot within me.
My wishes weren't granted, however - he withdrew his fingers without warning, seductively licking off the excess wetness my pussy had left behind.
"Please-" I begged, wiggling my hips at him, seductively parting my legs further to show how hungry my pussy really was. "Please, put it in already-" I begged, noting how he'd managed to get hard again so quickly - these guys really had stamina. I bit my lip, impressed with Daniel's recovery time, eager to have him inside of me, no matter how much it hurt.
"Fine - since you asked me so nicely." He teased, leaning forward and rubbing the tip of his cock against my leaking entrance. He nudged the tip in, only to pull it out - I moaned in desperation, putting on quite the show for the still-running camera. My toes curled, gripping the bedsheets. I needed him inside of me.
His hands were on my hips, holding me down - being restrained like this was frustrating, since I couldn't do anything about his relentless teasing. He pushed his cock a couple of inches in, nearly ripping my hymen, before pulling back, dragging his dick over my dripping slit with a smirk on his face.
I whined, tears pricking at the corners of my eyes. I was desperate, I needed this - and he simply wasn't giving me what I wanted. I was a trembling, moaning mess beneath him, looking up into those dark, malicious eyes with a burning desire, a want that refused to wane no matter what I did.
Finally, finally, he began to press himself inside of me. He did it all at once, forcing his way through the barriers my body had put up. He tore through the hymen without mercy, a tiny trail of blood rolling down from my pussy onto the bedsheets. He rammed himself in, all the way up to the hilt - the tip of his cock leaked precum into me, pressing hard against my cervix.
I felt as though I was being torn in two, body being stretched to its absolute limits. My lips were parted in a silent scream, and my legs had instinctively wrapped around his hips, holding him inside of me. I felt a tear roll down my cheek, and when I finally managed to regain control of my vocal cords, all that came out was a broken little whimper.
When he started to move, I was taken aback - I know that he'd told me he wouldn't be gentle, but this was too much. He was exceedingly rough with my aching body, fucking me hard and fast. He would ram into me over and over, fingernails digging into my hips hard enough to bruise the tender flesh.
I moaned, a loud, uncontrolled noise that seemed to please the camera. I was an utter mess, clinging to the bedsheets for dear life as he ravaged my pussy, groaning and mumbling obscenities all the while. I hadn't even noticed Joe's cock looming over my face until I opened my eyes and looked up.
"Sit up a little." He insisted, and I complied to the best of my abilities, body utterly useless, limbs like custard. I finally managed to prop myself up onto my elbows, looking up at him with a curious expression. I must've looked like such a disgusting slut, cum still staining my visage, makeup running down my cheeks.
He pressed the salty tip of his dick against my plump, eager lips, and I held eye contact with him for a moment, blinking up at him through my thick lashes. He bit his lip, running a hand through my hair and balling it into a fist at the back of my skull, gripping me hard.
"You're enjoying this, aren't you?" He asked, dick poking my cummy cheek as I stared up at him, mouth hanging open as my virgin pussy was ravaged, as I was debased. I was enjoying myself - the feeling of being able to please, the feeling of being desired, it was like nothing else - I didn't care how humiliating it was.
"I am-" I panted, voice hoarse and so unlike my usual cheerful tone. "I love it-"
Sam chuckled from the other side of me. "Well, at least she's honest." He sneered. "I love a whore who knows her place."
Joe began to slide his cock into my mouth, allowing the hot flesh to run against my tongue. I savored the sensation, swirling my tongue around it as he pushed in further. His hand was tugging on my hair, but the pain only heightened my senses, allowing me to realize how fucking good this all felt.
Sam had his finger on my clit, pinching it mercilessly and making me jolt every single time his fingernails grazed it. I was hypersensitive, pussy aching and spasming around the cock inside of it, body seizing up with every squeeze Sam gave me. I opened my jaw as far as I could, allowing Joe to force himself in, all the way to the base.
He began to fuck my face hard, far harder than Daniel had. His cock was impossibly thick, and it made me gag and choke - sensations that Joe seemed to enjoy. He held my head firmly in place, snapping his hips forward over and over to gain his satisfaction. I shut my eyes, tears mingling with smeared eyeliner and cum. I felt like a total slut, but I enjoyed being used like this - it felt as though I had finally realized what I was good for.
Sam made his way over to sit next to Daniel, whose cock was pounding away inside of me. I winced as the mattress shifted under his weight, still rolling my hips down onto Daniel's perfect dick, willing him to at least graze that perfect spot. I wanted to cum so badly, but I knew that these men didn't have my best interests at heart.
My eyes popped open when I heard an ominous squirting sound - that couldn't be optimal, especially not coming from Sam. He'd been the most venomous towards me, repeatedly insisting that I was a slut, a whore, and absolutely nothing more. I was immensely turned on by him, but I trusted him about as far as I could throw him.
Thank goodness - he was only holding a tube of lube, squirting a generous dollop onto his fingers. He looked at me, narrowing his eyes and flashing me a grin, as though he knew that he was about to surprise me with his next action. He leaned down, ignoring Daniel's protests and shoving him slightly to the side - though not enough to keep him from fucking me.
He pressed one cold, lubed-up finger against my asshole, the pad working to relax the tense ring of muscle. My body instantly seized up in fear and shock - I was not prepared to do anal. However, I was in no position to protest, seeing as there was a cock down my throat, keeping me silent. Daniel's thick member was still throbbing inside of me, the tip briefly touching the most sensitive spot inside of me, instantly making me melt and relax.
"Relax. You're a slut, this is what you're good at, Violet-" Sam grinned, voice dripping with spite as he worked that single finger into me, quickly adding a second. It was too much all at once, and I groaned in protest around Joe's huge dick, the noise barely audible, and certainly not paid attention to by Sam.
He scissored his fingers, lubing up my insides and working me open. I was awash with fear - would I be clean enough? How badly would it hurt? Would it feel good at all?
However, I had no time to voice my concerns and questions, because Sam removed his fingers and replaced them with his cock with no warning whatsoever. I screamed around Joe's cock, a sound that was humiliating and definitely pic
ked up by the camera. Sam's long shaft stabbed into me, and he pressed himself in, all the way to the base.
He began to establish a rhythm, kneeling beside David as they both fucked me. I was completely full, overwhelmed by the feeling of being stuffed by cocks. It was a unique sensation, an utterly amazing one, at that. This was certainly not how I'd expected my first time to go. I angled my hips downward like the little whore I was, desperate for them to fill me up even further.
They all fucked me at different paces, hitting different sensitive spots deep within my body at different times. They were grazing against places I hadn't known existed, making me twist and turn and contort with the utmost pleasure. There was pain in their roughness, but not enough to outweigh the overwhelming sense of indulgence.
After a few minutes of ravaging me, it was clear that all of us were nearing orgasm - I had been on the edge for a long time, and Daniel was not intent on giving me the satisfaction I wanted, teasing me just enough to put me on the brink of climax, before pulling out and neglecting me for a few seconds, allowing my pussy to cool down.
Sam was vigorous with his movements, thrusting in and out with an almost pained expression on his face. For a moment, he leaned over me, our eyes meeting. I looked up at him, brows upturned and eyes lidded with lust.
"Violet--" He moaned, biting his lip after the word left his mouth. "Fuck- you're a good girl, aren't you? God, I wish we could fuckin' keep you, keep you as our little sex doll. You want me to cum inside you, don't you? You'd love that, right?" He sighed, words hot and heavy, dancing over the shells of my ears.
I hummed in affirmation, Joe's cock already beginning to twitch in my mouth. That seemed to be all the confirmation Sam needed, seeing as his hips began to snap forward at an uneven, jagged pace, his face contorted in a debauched expression of dominance and pleasure.
He began to fill me up with his hot, thick seed, coating my insides and shooting it deep within me. He held onto my waist, nails digging in and leaving red marks in the shape of a crescent moon. I moaned around the cock in my throat, allowing him to pump me full of cum, fill me up as much as he wanted.
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