The Good Slut (Part 2) [MMmf] [Cheating]

This is The Good Slut (Part 2). Check my username for Part 1. I appreciated the popularity of Part 1 so I made an effort to finish Part 2 today. Some errors may still be there but I think overall if you liked Part 1 you will certainly enjoy Part 2

Edit – the title should actually be [MMMmf]

Your memories of losing your virginity were always a pleasure to recall. It wasn't the men specifically that was nice to recall, but instead you prided yourself on your boldness. The stereotype of a woman is that she's fragile, submissive, and weak- constantly fearing for her life around men. Even feminist women could hold this stance. Men should check themselves, take extra special attention to how he expresses himself around a woman because, it is implied, that she can't handle it herself. It's true that men are, on average, physically stronger than women but since when did everything come down to that? Is it not true also, on average, that women are far more socially adept than men? You knew this to be true for yourself.

Three years had passed since the fateful night you lost your virginity to the two men at the bars. And over the course of the three years you had developed your double life so that now, as a young professional adult at the age of 23 and out of college, you had perfected your social and sexual realities, the two completely mutually exclusive. Having escaped the social war-zone of college you no longer had to fear about your reputation being sullied by lies, you had established yourself. You dated men now and you did have sex with some of them. But these men did not know about your other side. The men you dated were superficial, wealthy, often willing to please you in whatever what you desired. They wanted a trophy for a girlfriend, and you were one of the most coveted ones. You worked for a living but you also had men that competed for you and other women would look at you with jealousy.

Despite their jealousy you always acted with grace. You showed the men in your life that you had high standards and if they did not meet them or if you met another man that was socially higher on the ladder that aggressively pursued you, you would end the relationship. The women who surrounded you now could not judge you because they, too, were doing things similarly but they did not have the same skill at it that you had. With each new man that showed interest in them they saw the relationships as a chance to be with the man who they would spend the rest of their life with. They concerned themselves with their social status, constantly comparing themselves with their friends and living lives of petty self-made drama. When you spent time with them you never stressed over your relationship, never had a cause for petty drama, always willing to show class and tact. It was a game all of your friends were playing and likewise it was a game all of these men were playing as well.

Everyone knew you preferred a specific type of man. You didn't want the aggressive and possessive ones. The girls who did always felt comfortable with their man spending time around you because you had blown more than one of them in for making a pass at you and the men knew that you were not the type to be messed with. Everyone saw you as the woman who wanted the romantic man, the man who was willing to woo you, win you over, and give you the things that you deserved for your class and tact. At 23, you had found this in the form of Will, a wealthy banker, who knew that if he played his cards too aggressively you would begin to distance yourself. It was the perfect situation because there was plenty of time that Will thought you were at work or spending with family that you had carved out for your other lifestyle.

Sometimes men take pride in the number of women who they've fucked but you had lost count of that number long ago. You had a stable of men now that you could cycle back to if you wanted to but you easily got bored with most of them after a couple tries. If only those in your other lifestyle knew about this your entire reputation would be different – you'd be known as a loose slut, but you weren't. You fucked years later than most of your friends and just because they were fucking one boring man every night doesn't mean they were any more tight than you choosing different men to fuck.

There had been times where you had threesomes with a pair of guys but you never actually took the plunge to have a gang-bang. It wasn't that you were afraid of a gangbang, but you did get concerned surrounding the organization of so many men without letting it affect your reputation. However, you had been around enough to have earned a separate, more anonymous reputation in the underground world of sexual fetishes. You had done everything at least once by this point. You couldn't help yourself. It was the urge to fuck, the desire to be covered and filled with cock and cum, the need to be used and filled up that consumed your waking thoughts, even as Will took you out to dinner at the fanciest restaurant in the city.

Last week you had talked to Jeff, one of your regulars in your stable, to set up a gangbang for you. Jeff was a regular because he knew how to fuck. Most men, you learned right from the beginning, have a hard time thinking beyond busting their own nut, Will included. But there were some men out there who were studs made to fuck, Jeff was one of these guys. In his early 30s Jeff was a country boy from outside the city that came to it often in order to get laid easily leaving him far outside your social circle. Jeff was attractive, muscular, and seemingly without an end to his endurance. His cock was perfect – a solid 8+ inches that had the perfect girth. The meeting was set up for noon in a hotel downtown that overlooked the city.

You arrive at 12:30, knowing that keeping the four men waiting was only going to be to your advantage. Never had you had to satisfy so many men at once before. Threesomes had been your maximum. Jeff had promised that all of these men were personally selected to tailor to your debauched tastes and as you walked past the front desk to the elevator you were already feeling a warm drop running down the inside of your thighs. Inside of you the primordial urge to fuck welled up as the elevator took you up into the upper levels of the building.

You look for room 1506 as you step off the elevator in your tight red skirt with white cotton panties that matched your blouse. Your heels clicked with confidence as your eyes searching for the room remained hidden behind your sunglasses. You find the room, already cracked open, waiting for you. You enter and close it slowly behind you.

In front of you stands your four men – Jeff, in his usual t-shirt and blue jeans, grins his gorgeous smile. He doesn't bother to introduce the other guys because he already knows that you plan to never see them again. He had assured you that none of them were residents of the city. Two of them Jeff had found in town on business trips and the other was a buddy of his from another part of the state. The one issue that held you back from your biggest fantasy for years had been circumvented and now it was time to see if you could satisfy four cocks at once.

The other guys were diverse, a request that Jeff had fulfilled, you didn't like your men to be all beautiful like Jeff. You took joy in the variety that men came in- from looks to fetishes to cock shapes and sizes. One was an older businessman, maybe older 40s, wearing typical business attire. He was slightly overweight and you could tell by his arm hair that he was going to be hairier. The next was a younger businessman – maybe mid 30s like Jeff – tall, thin, hardly any hair at all on his body but a nice thick head of it above contrasting the older one. They contrasted nicely with Jeff being a sort of middle ground of them both. The last one was young, about your age, filled out but not overweight – this must have been Jeff's friend.

“Guys, I present to you Samantha,” Jeff says using the pseudonym that even he only knows you by. You walk into the center of the group, two double beds to the right. You see how far you can use you confidence before they give into their wild urges. You look at each on of them in the eyes, touch the young one's face as you bend over just right for the oldest one to get a perfect view of your ass through your tight red skirt. It's the tall thin one that bites first grabbing your ass first on the outside and then immediately after up on the inside forcing your skirt to expose your white cotton panties. You start to kiss the young one, on the neck, on the mouth, knowing that just these simple things were already blowing his mind. You could tell he's never fucked a woman half as hot as you, most likely none of them have other than Jeff. As the young one falls back onto one of the beds you start unbuckling his pants pulling out his rock hard cock. The other men begin to grope your ass and pussy further. You spread your legs intentionally so they can't get the panties off of you – you want them to get aggressive.

The young one had a nice six inch cock with an average girth. You took it all into your throat easily enough and started bouncing up and down, coming up quickly for breath, gasping, and diving back down. The young one moaned with pleasure. The tall thin one came up to the young one on one side unzipping his pants as Jeff unzipped his on the other. Immediately you began taking all three cocks in quick succession, giving each one complete attention before moving on to the next one.

The older man had the back all to himself and as he slid your panties to the side, first he stuffed his thick fingers into your soaking wet cunt and then he stuffed them into your even tighter asshole, finally pushing them into both. As he primed your holes you could tell he had done this before, he knew what he was preparing you for, and the thought made you take Jeff's massive cock to its base and tongue his balls. As the older man brought out your intensity the names started to come out. You loved the names – slut, whore, cocksucker, bitch, cumslut, party slut, gangbang whore, cumhole… the list was endless. The primal state of pure base emotion and sex drove both you and them into a frenzy.

That's when your panties were tore open. The older man in the back made his entry-way available in exactly the way you had planned, the reason why your legs remained so spread apart. His short thick cock pierced your pussy and now two of your holes were filled. A guttural moan rose from your throat as you grab the young one's and tall one's cocks simultaneously and push them both into your mouth at once, trying to take them as deep as possible. As you enjoy the cocks on both sides of you you notice that Jeff has moved to the rear. Taking the young and tall one's balls and shafts into your mouth you can tell they're negotiating a new position on how to use you, you welcome it all.

The fat dick from the older fat man slides out of your soaking pussy and up around your asshole teasing it with your own juices before forcing itself inside. Your face becomes nearly blue choking on whoever's cock is in front of you enjoying the pain and pleasure that mixes into sheer ecstasy. Next thing you know you find yourself sitting up, forcibly having your ass impaled upon the older man's dick. Jeff stands in front of you pushing himself into your widespread pussy as your legs sit on either side of the older man.

The other guys grab their cocks and jerk off unable to help themselves watching both of your holes getting used. The reach in front of Jeff and grope your tits, pinching them, pulling them. The tall one reaches up to your throat and begins choking you as he yanks at his long thin cock. Despite your pussy and ass getting pummeled you reach out and grab the two along the side and try and jerk them off for them, craving their cocks still even though both of your bottom holes were filled. There must be some way to get them all in you. Any way.

The force of Jeff's pussy destroying fucks had forced the older man to lay on his back onto his bed, his cock now mostly plugging your ass as Jeff used your cunt like he knew best how. An orgasm that had been building shudders through you forcing you to cry out and close your eyes. You've had stronger but you know that it was only your first of many to come. As your eyes reopen the other two guys had found their way to either side of you on the bed and began pushing their cocks into your mouth simultaneously finally filling your three holes with four cocks. You hungrily take them in and try to suck them both at once, gasping for air desperately but more thirsty for cock and cum than air.

It wasn't long until the young one came, the first to break, shooting his load all over your mouth, chin, and tits. Your blouse had fallen to your waste, exactly where your skirt and been pushed up to. As the young one took a break the other three used your holes mercilessly building you up to have another orgasm break all over your body, causing it to shake and shiver. Next Jeff pumped his first load deep into your pussy and was immediately replaced by the young one as he slid out, cum dripping down your thighs, soaking into your torn panties.

The writhing mass of bodies changes positions and sides until you are on your stomach now, the young one underneath you with his cock inside your cum-filled pussy. Your ass hangs off the edge of the bed poking out into the air as you take the older man's cock and balls into your mouth and eagerly suck. Jeff pushes his cock into your ass stretching it, fucking it hard. But then you feel the tall one wants to get in too and you scream in ecstasy as he forces himself inside you too, an orgasm immediately shuddering up and down your body as they double-penetrate your ass. You suck the older guys cock so hard he shoots another load right into your face.

Hours pass and cum fills every one of your holes coating your body and giving you wave after wave of orgasm. It got to the point where one was not even finished before another wave rolled across your body. As the sun begins to set over the city below all four men are exhausted and so are you. Never had any sex session worked you out so completely. You lay numb and completely used up on the bed as the men begin to dress and exit one at a time, never to be seen again, except for Jeff, you've definitely made a note to give him a thank you fuck for orchestrating this afternoon.

As you lay alone in the hotel room you glance at the clock – it's after 7 and you were supposed to meet Will for dinner at 8. You quickly jump up and look at yourself in the mirror in the bathroom. You're a mess. Wet and dried cum cover your face, your makeup is smeared… but you have no time. You quickly wash your face in the sink and pull out the makeup from your purse and put your face back on. You slide your skirt and blouse back into place and even though they indicate that you've had a rough day you're already concocting a story to tell Will. The heat outside totally ruined your style today along with the overcrowding of the subway.

At 8:15 you walk into the thankfully dimly lit restaurant and slide right back into your other personality and Will doubts nothing. Even the mere idea that you spent your entire afternoon getting gang-banged by men you didn't know was so absurd that any other explanation seemed more plausible. You feigned grouchiness but devoured your dinner before heading back home with Will. As you entered into his room you made sure to turn off the light, knowing that if he saw your torn cum-soaked panties that would be a dead giveaway. You slide them off as Will eagerly awaits you in the bed telling you how much he loves you. You slip your panties into your purse, pull your skirt up, and slide down on top of his rock-hard average cock.

“Mmm, you're so wet tonight…” he groaned with pleasure.

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