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You’re 5’2, 105lbs. Snow White, Small tits, petite. You’ve never been with more than one person at once before. You’re excited, but anxious. You’re willing.. but hesitant. Unsure if you should do it I mean.. y..you want too but.. it seems wild, I mean why would you? Your friend talked you into a group uh meeting. There will be food, drinks… lots of drinks. You are well aware you are the center of attention for tonight’s gathering. He’ll be picking you up in just two hours.. what to wear? You go through your attire, after a few minutes you’ve decided, you’re going all out. After all if you are going to do it, might as go all out eh?
You’re wearing no bra, a black crop top with a bow tied at the bottom, no more than two inches below your breasts. A high waisted miniskirt that doesn’t quite cover your ass, with thigh high black lacey fish nets, and a pair of heels, open toed with red nail polish. You decided on the black belted choke that says Angel, in false diamonds. Light make up, with mild amounts of eye shadow.. just enough to run, and a pair of earrings shaped like crosses. Below the skirt is a very thin thong barely holding in a small butt plug.
Now that you’re ready, you realize you still have about fifteen minutes before your friend arrives to pick you up. So you sit in the living room, nervously awaiting your ride. You can’t help but wonder who all is going to be there. Just him and one other person, two.. three? The idea of it all gives you shivers down your spine. Before you know it you’re gently pleasuring yourself rubbing softly as you caress yourself. Moments later your doorbell rings and you shoot up. Excited, almost no longer nervous, just a faint feeling of anxiousness in the back of your mind. You head to the door, readily and happily you open it, to show your friend your attire. Before you see who is actually there, you open the door and do a twirl proclaiming, “Whatcha think?”
Shocked and confused, your neighbor stares at you eyes wide jaw dropped. He quickly hands you your mail, saying some of it was in his mailbox, you take it embarrassed but before you can say anything he stutters away, as you see him leave your friend arrives. You approach the car, still embarrassed he asks if you’re ready. You reply, “of course!” And try to ignore your awkward confrontation with your neighbor.
You hop in the front seat, and you notice two men in the back, stating at you. Measuring you up and down, you smile mischievously knowing what may take place in just a short while. Your friend notices and mutters, “Don’t worry there are more at the flat.” “..More?” You ask. He tells you “oh yeah, just a couple others, you don’t mind right?” You stare of blanking for a moment, your minds rushing with questions and possibilities. Though all you manage to say is “That’s the point of today right, a party?” And give a playful giggle.
You arrive at your friends flat, and everyone sort of rushes you to get inside. You know why, but thought maybe it would be the main event more so than the immediate entertainment. You walk through the front door and what you expected to be another two or so people was more like seven or eight. You look around nervously taken over with mixed thoughts. All of these men, are here for.. me? I have to service them all? I GET to service them all? How can I? Where should I start? Do they like what they see? Does it matter? You sweat a little as it begins to overwhelm you. Your friend smacks your ass on the way in, laughing. He gives you a wink and tells you to pace yourself. You chuckle back trying to hide how flustered you are. He motions for everyone to gather around. He introduces you to them but you’re not listening. All you can focus on is the one..two..three…four.. eleven.. eleven?! The eleven men that are now surrounding you. One of them hands you a drink, and without hesitation you take it, chugging it. Something from a red solo cup that is clearly alcoholic. They look at you astounded by the swiftness the drink was downed with. You look back at them and jokingly say “what? It’s going to be a long night.” They cheer, and get you another.
A few men begin groping you. Turning you side to side, playing with your tits, slapping your ass. One pulls you in and begins kissing you. You think to yourself, “This IS why am I here..” and after a short pause you kiss him back. While your making out with him sitting on his lap, others begin chipping in on feeling you up. Only moments pass, and you can count the number of hands on you. One man has your thong pulled off, another is spreading your cheeks apart, pressing the plug slightly. They collectively cheer and laugh as they fondle you. Each of them much, much larger than yourself. You realize that most of what is to come will be out of your control so you decide best to just give into it all. You’re standing up bent over as they touch you, so you lean forward and lay over the arm of the couch, head propped up on your hand. You wiggle your ass at them teasingly, and ask “whose first?”
Without hesitation a man presses himself against you, you don’t know who he is, a complete stranger. You’re soaking, dripping. Never before have you ever felt such pure lust. He presses the tip of what feels like a very adequate member against the opening of your pussy. No resistance, it slips right in and you smile at the crowd, letting out a small whimper of a moan. It’s a tad bigger than you are use to, but your body is quite ready. He begins pressing the rest of himself into you, slowly. You hear a few men telling him to fuck that slut. You, the slut. You’re the slut they are here for. You smile at the thought of being fucked by all these men. He starts thrusting into you, faster. With a motion, like a cradle. He grabs your arms and pulls them behind you, slightly lifting your body so your back is a bit arched. A man sits in front of you on the edge of the couch. He rubs his cock across your lips, and says “Don’t be shy” as he laughs at you. “Suck my cock, you dumb whore.” He says. You wantingly, open your mouth and let him slide his cock into your mouth. Again, larger than you are use to, you try to keep just the tip in your mouth as you adjust. Sucking on it, lightly swirling the tip of your tongue around the hole of his penis. You can tell he likes it so you continue, after a few moments you relax your throat, allowing him to press his cock further into your throat as the man behind you fills your pussy. Spit roasted, thrusts coming from both ends, you start to gag. Everyone is cheering. Chanting about how much of a dirty slut you are. Letting complete strangers violate your petite whore body. The man behind you presses himself against you, holding you still and you feel a warm thick goo release inside of you. “Oops” he says as he smacks your ass and before you can even try to get the cock out of your mouth another is already in your pussy.
You tried keeping track of the loads but.. you’ve felt more men cum in your throat, on your face, in your hair, and your pussy you’re unsure. Not that it matters now. You’ve had so many loads of cum on you, in you; it’s all you smell. At this point each man must’ve came at least twice. Your friend passes by to check on you. You realize he’s yet to touch you. He stays only for a moment to say “Don’t worry, more are on the way.” Then he leaves. “More?.. ” You think to yourself.. “More.. Yes please!” You accidentally say mumble outloud, hardly audible with the cock in your throat.
Everyone laughs at you for being such a willing skank. Though it motivates them for another round. You’re dripping wet. Your own juices running down your leg. A puddle of your own gruel and all their cum sleeping of you. The man currently slamming your once tight pussy tips the plug out of your ass and shoves his girth cock deep, deep into your ass. You let out a scream of pain but all you do is stretch your body and clench your fist before begging for him to fuck you. “OOOHH Fuck, owwwwww don’t.. don’t stop. Ah fuck my ass please oh god yes.” You chant to them. Soon enough the new guests arrive. You didn’t see how many. You don’t care how many. You’ll serve anyone who comes over. You want to serve them. To fuck them. Taste them. Smell them. The overwhelming scent of cum and pussy. The stench is all you know. The scent of cum and the feeling of your holes being violated. You don’t know when one guy enters and one leaves anymore. Just that you’re being stuffed.
Your ass is now well lubed from the multiple loads of cum and spit. You’re bouncing your hips against them loving every inch that enters your body. As your bouncing back and forth someone grabs you by the hair and drags you to the center of the room. You’re on your knees. Surrounded by what looks like more than fifteen. He shoves his thick cock into your mouth. You moan as his balls touch your face. Gagging, you press against him to get away but he’s stronger than you, he holds your head firmly against his balls as you choke on his cock. He throw up, and he backs out. Drool and trace amounts of puke flowing from your mouth over your chest. He laughs, others cheer. Some shout in disgust at you. Calling you a filthy whore. Disgusting. Some calling you a pig. You’ve never felt so dirty before, nor have you ever wanted to do it again more, than right now. You willingly put his cock back in your mouth and deepthroat him until you spit up again. Others join in. You’re being throat fucked by a group, one after another. While your busy choking and drowning in cock, men pull your waist to them and begin fucking you once more. Now that your body is ready and wants it all. They change it up a bit. One man lays under you, thrusting heavily into your pussy, as another pushes you forward and drives his cock into your ass. All the while a group at your front takes turns cumming on your face, making you gag and choke on their cocks. It’s hard to see, the cum is covering your eyes. You go to wipe it from your eyes but they grab your hands, and tie them behind your back. Arms crossed hands on your wrists.
You try to panic but are to focused on trying to breath. The floor is covered in your spit, vomit, gruel, and cum. They push you to the floor and one man puts his foot on the back of your head as he fucks your ass. Vomit now on your face, in your hair. He demands you clean up your mess. Without thinking you start lapping it up from the floor as they take turns running a train on both of your holes. You begin fading in and out of consciousness. After all it’s been a couple hours of serving all these men. Your body is being pushed to its limits. All you feel are the thick cocks sliding in and out. One leaves another takes its place. Before you know it, everything’s black.
You wake up, no idea how much time has passed. You’re in a different room. Face down, ass up. Arms tied to your ankles. You try to move but your legs are tied to a table. Your head hanging over one side. You squirm and wiggle around, grunting and moaning your friend greets you. You smile at him, thankful for a familiar face. He holds your chin and says the funs just begun, and don’t worry they never stopped. Then you feel it. They are still fucking you. Did they ever stop? Not that it matters. You are nothing but a toy. A walking bag of meat for them to relieve themselves. Your friend tapes a vibrator to your pussy and turns it on, he attaches another directly to your clit and you immediately begin moaning. You are incredibly sensitive. It’s been who knows how long and you are very tired. For you, it’s just the beginning.
All of the men have happily emptied probably hundreds of loads into you. Almost all of them are gone now. What you feel in you isn’t a man, but a toy. Your friend says, “now that she’s awake, feel free to use what you want.” Without a moments pause, a man inserts something into you. It hurts, it’s bigger than you are use to. It hurts. You feel a burning sensation come over you as he plunges it in and out. You begin moaning.. screaming. You’re not sure if you love it or hate it. Doesn’t matter. It’s only the beginning. After what feels like half an hour, he removes it and places it in front of you. Your eyes widen and you take a good look at it. Easily ten to twelve inches long, as wide as your arm.. you may be petite but..still.. the size of my arm? You think to yourself. Relieved to have nothing in you, only to be interrupted by a slow push, as another larger toy enters your pussy. Still in pain, but also a craving. It stretches you apart, you lust for it, in a way you never knew possible. You shout out your cumming, as the toy which feels ribbed, plunges in and out of your now creamy pussy. He pushes it in and leaves it in, applying tape to the end of it. You’re stuffed. Vibrators sending signals to your toes. Your body tingling, your pussy aching. You’ve never been so full before. You feel something pressing against your ass. You beg for them not to, it won’t fit you scream. They simply laugh, and say sure it will. They slowly insert the tip of another smaller, toy into your ass. After a short while and determination it slides into you. You can feel it rubbing against the toy in your pussy. It’s driving you insane as you cum harder than you’ve known possible. You can feel yourself go dead weight no longer resisting anything. The toy is replaced with another yet larger toy and with no time to adjust is rearranging your insides sliding in and out. They tape that one in as well, and untie you.
You’re fully nude, stuffed full of toys. They place a form of chastity belt on you firmly locking the large toys and vibrators in place. Your friend tilts your chin up, smiling at you. You have two choices.
You can remain here. Stuffed full until you go insane. Or you can walk home. Stark nude, body aching stuffed full. It’s about one mile back home. A short walk under any other normal circumstance.. but this.. now? The key will be placed under the mat of your front door. You try to stand up, but you collapse. Your body is aching. Do you try to make the walk, get stranded, or accept your new life?
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/lyrrre/a_story_by_me_about_me_from_your_view