Easily my best night ever – this happened about 1.5 years ago
So, this has long been a fantasy of mine and my Daddy/Master decided to “gift” me it before my fall semester at my new college starts up. Enjoy because I sure did, soreness aside!
I stepped out of the shower, wrapping my hair in a towel after I dried myself off. My heart jackhammered away and to say I was anxious would be an understatement. I lotioned my body, having shaved in the shower. I wanted my skin soft and smooth as silk for tonight. My Daddy, “Jack”, came in behind me, kissing the back of my neck and hugging me.
“Excited about tonight baby girl?” he asked. I bit my lip, my brow probably furrowed a bit as I leaned against him, nodding my head.
“Yes, but I’m kinda nervous too. I don’t know why, but my tummy has butterflies,” I said, always honest with him on that. He hugged me tighter, looking down into my eyes.
“We can just have a normal night baby girl,” he said, as his lips softly kissed mine. “Or just some oral fun. And you know Tony and Kevin are going to be here as well.” I felt so small right then against him. He’d just taken off my collar before the shower, pink leather, “Daddy’s Girl” emblazoned on it. And I was his baby girl. I wanted to stay small, but I knew I didn’t want to be little tonight. It was something special we shared, though Tony and Heather both had seen and been with me in that state. But it wasn’t something I wanted to share to a group exactly.
“No, it’s ok. You know I’ve thought about this a lot. Fantasized about it. Just jitters,” I told him, which was true. He smiled at me, cupping my breasts and playfully tugging my nipple rings and I kissed him deeply. I loved him so much and I was so happy in that moment. Despite everything that I’ve dealt with this year, this was the one thing I didn’t question. This was real and true happiness. This was belonging. This was home, here with him.
He smiled and walked off and after I wiped my hands, I oiled my ass and basically gave myself a bit of prelube. I’d had an enema right before the shower, just in case. Tonight wasn’t about being nasty and I wanted to be as clean as possible. After I finished, I parted my cheeks and inserted my metal plug. It is the largest in the set, but between wearing it daily and the slink, inserting it was no longer difficult. With my kegal routine (5x a day), it stayed in firmly however; only the pink jeweled bottom showed a bit. Without it (barring when I jogged or slept), I would notice its absence and I honestly felt comforted by its presence.
I headed back into the bedroom and painted my nails as I let my skin and hair dry some. Jack had set out a deep maroon polish, and I felt older as I painted them. I blew softly on them, noting the contrast of my remaining makeup. Despite my darker nails, my lip gloss was light, pink and playful, with only a bit of eye shadow to compliment my lips. I then combed my damp dark blonde hair, pulling it into a ponytail in the back. I then walked over to the bed for my outfit for the night.
It was a new dress, slinky and form fitting, probably more fit for a night of dancing than poker night. It was deep red as well, matching closely my nails. I got into it and it clung to me tightly, perhaps just a bit too small, but likely that was done on purpose. I reached in and adjusted my breasts, looking in the mirror. The fabric was thin and my nipple rings were clearly visible under the fabric, little circles saying hello. My nipples showed as well, miniature bullseyes as I smiled at myself in the dress. I crouched experimentally in the dress but the dress didn’t roll at the bottom, which was good. It barely covered my ass, clinging to me like a second skin and sitting down without exposing myself would only be possible with crossed legs.
I stood back up, heading to the bed and slipped on my heels. Compared to the vastly more casual jeans and shirt Jack was wearing, I felt both over, and under, dressed. He came by me, smiling, pulled me up and had me twirl for him. He then pushed me firmly against the wall, breathing on my neck, nibbling it, as he reached up and played with my plug.
“Are you going to be everyone’s dirty whore tonight my bad Sammie?” he asked as he slapped my ass, making me quiver.
“Yes Sir,” I said breathlessly, both full of butterflies and excited. He tugged once more on my plug before letting it sink back in, turning me towards him and kissing me deeply. I could melt into him forever. He patted my cheek and I felt so sexy and beautiful. I’d do almost anything he asked but tonight was for me, not him and I loved him for it. I straightened my dress as he walked away and I got focused on the kitchen, tossing in the appetizers and drinks. As I did that I heard people come in; Jack greeted his friends. As I finished up in the kitchen, I came out. They were finishing up setting up the table in the living room, rearranging the furniture. I smiled at everyone and said hi, meekly. I felt almost embarrassed, until Jack introduced me, much more assuredly.
There were 7 men total in the room counting Jack. Tony and Keith both knew me and I knew two of the others but couldn’t remember their names. Eddie, Jack reminded me, was tall like Jack and white, and rode with us sometimes. The other familiar face was one of the construction guys he hired sometimes, Cliff. He reminded me a bit of Keith, ebony, though he was slimmer but in a more muscular way. I didn’t know the other two, but he introduced them to me and vice versa. They were acquaintances that he’d known for years.
One was older, likely the oldest in the room though one of the black men might be older. Sometimes it is hard to tell with them. He was Thomas, an old work buddy. Thomas was slim and likely in his fifties but I didn’t ask. I kissed his cheek and loved the rough hewn feel of his stubble on my skin. He was also a bit nervous. Everyone else was staring at me but him, while he simply stole glances. I found it cute. Then I was walked over to the last man with Jack’s hand firm on my ass, guiding me along. Ron was his name, an old biker friend. He devoured me with his eyes and I felt naked. He was the shortest of the bunch, heavily tattooed and both fat and muscular, in the arms and chest at least.
I hugged everyone, getting a few squeezes on my ass and a few pecks on my face. Keith gave me a long hug and I kissed his cheek, telling him it was good to see him again and I meant it. Tony I kissed last and he kissed me on the mouth, slapping my ass as I yelped and giggled, returning to Jack. I asked everyone what they wanted to drink and told them to start playing and I would bring everything out.
They got the cards and chips out, while I got several ashtrays as some of the guys lit up. A few including Jake smoked cigars, a couple cigarettes, and a couple didn’t smoke at all. I got the snacks and put them on a table as cards were dealt out, then I started getting some beers and vodka collins for the men. I handed them out as the guys chatted, still not really playing as much as shooting the shit. Once everyone had a drink, I sat down on Jack’s lap, stealing his cigar. I enjoyed the flavor a bit and it was the first real smoke (not counting vaping) I’ve had in a bit. I smiled at the men as they played a hand, taking a break.
Jack’s hand on my hip wandered down a bit, and I parted my legs instinctively as he touched my inner thigh. While it wasn’t a good view for the guys, the pause was noticeable as his finger touched my moist lips and pierced clit. A nervous chuckle later and it’s strangely normal. They were chatting, playing, and glancing as Jack stroked me. I blew out a piss poor smoke ring, then turned and kissed him briefly, before he pushed on me. Not to stand up, but to kneel down. Only Thomas seemed uneasy, and god, the room already smelled of men and smoke. I loved it, unzipping Jack as if they weren’t playing and we were alone in the room. From what I could tell, they were talking and playing as if I wasn’t there.
For myself, I was flushed with excitement, my heart pounding. I’d done this before in front of a group, at adult theaters, but those were complete strangers. Tony had regular access to me and Keith had been there at my last CNC. But this was exposing myself very much in a way I never had before. It both scared and delighted me as I pulled Jack’s cock free. I kissed his head, smiling at the men briefly, before going down on him. We’d discussed this earlier in the day that Jack would get first use. I didn’t want anyone thinking he was a cuckold – and I went at him enthusiastically. It took a bit longer than normal, but I went deep and once he felt his cock pop in my throat, he relaxed enough to fill it, making me quiver with pride. I lapped him up, making a bit of a show and getting some applause, crawling back up from under the table, wiping my mouth. I blushed at the leers as Jack said next hand’s winner got me and I giggled doing a flourish which made them all laugh. I was half everyone’s age there just about, but I was so happy. I got a beer for myself as they played, looking at people’s hands. I got some gropes as I walked about, watching the game and drinking the ice cold beer.
The hand finished and Thomas had won and by god was he blushing. I asked him what he would like and he shrugged at first, as everyone cheered him on, which only made the poor guy even more flustered. I felt guilty as they egged him on so I grabbed his hand and told them we’ll be back, and I took him to my “little” room. The woots went on for a minute and I shut the door, sitting on my bed.
“So Thomas, what would you like, since you won me?” I said, smiling at him. He was still flustered and looked down at his hands nervously. “Thomas,” I told him, patting the bed and he sat down next to me, “this is supposed to be fun for all of us. It’s ok to be nervous, I am.” He didn’t seem to believe me, and I leaned over to kiss him, softly on the lips and told him I liked his stubble. That made him blush but smile as well. I pulled down my dress, exposing my breasts and I put his hands on them. He shook and just whispered that it had been a while. I kissed him again and brushed my cheek on his stubble, kissing his ear and told him it was fine. Then I unzipped him and pulled his cock free. He was average size and already hard but he’s breathing hard in a way I’ve seen before. I quickly kneeled and took him in my mouth and barely twenty or thirty seconds pass before he finished and I swallowed it all despite it tasting very strongly.
“I’m sorry,” he whispered, almost embarrassed and I told him it was fine. I sat and just hugged him and told him there was no rush to get back to the game. I didn’t want him to feel upset for not lasting long. After a couple minutes we went back and I slapped his ass, telling him he was good to feed me so much, which made everyone laugh. Thomas seemed relieved, chuckling. Before I could even ask who won the hand while we were away, Tony grabbed me, tossing me over his shoulder, which made me laugh and yelp. He didn’t take me to my room though, but the kitchen, pushing me over the table in there. I told him to stop and I walked over to the opposite side of it, where I could see everyone and them me. I pulled down my dress to bare my tits and got some catcalls and for a moment, I though of my mom and how horrified she’d be by all this. That made me smile and he pushed me down, my chest cold on the wood as he pushed his cock in my cunt, pumping into me hard but not really rough. I panted and grinded back, mostly letting him just use me. He preferred it that way and we both knew it. When he got close to cumming, I looked back, and told him to finish in my mouth. I assumed no one wanted any sloppy seconds yet as he jerked me down and shoved in my mouth, filling it with his cum. I smiled, looking up at him and I saw Cliff standing beside him. Tony finished in my mouth and grabbed a handful of hair and pulled me up, kissing me, then spat in my face, rubbing it in. I trembled, shaking as he shoved me back on the heavy wood table and told Cliff to have fun.
Cliff was a big guy, solid, and he leaned over me, saying something about me being a freaky bitch. I smiled and then he kind of nervously whispered if he should use a condom and I told him whatever made him feel comfortable was fine but that I was clean. That seemed to relax him and I parted my legs and he pushed himself in me. He had one of those fat mushroom heads I love so much (I love the feel of them in my mouth) and he reached down, groping my tits and pulled at my rings as he fucked me. It felt so surreal to be doing this, being a prize for the night, an object, but god it was intense and here was this stranger fucking me that I didn’t even really know and I just came hard on his cock not long before he came in me. I had been lost in the moment and hadn’t even thought about that and now I had a strangers cum inside me. I slid down, sucking his cock clean as he held my head, stroking my hair.
Before tonight, I had had full sex with just 5 men. My first real boyfriend, a creepy old guy I met off Craigslist who I let use and abuse me, my Master/Daddy Jack, Tony, and Keith. And here I was, adding 4 more men to that number, one of whom had just came in me. And I felt…happy about that. Well, not cause he came in me, but because I was being open sexually in a way I had only really in fantasy. At least fully sexually. Orally, I was a fucking skank and only knew the number of men that had used my mouth to be at least 75.
Anyway, after I finished with him, everyone was still playing, as the remaining men that I hadn’t been with yet tonight still hadn’t won a game. I pulled up my top, straightened myself up, wiped my cunt clean and got myself another beer and sat back at the table on Jack’s lap. I drank some and shared his cigar, as he parted my legs and played with me some. Tony leaned over and pulled my dress down so my tits were exposed again, giving them all a good view. After finishing both the cigar and beer, I got everyone more drinks and snacks. Tony, always a bit aggressive (understatement much lol), jerked me over by him and told me to spread as he pushed his beer bottle in me. It was cold but not ice cold thankfully as he’d been nursing it for a while. The game slowed again to a crawl for a moment as he fucked me with it, then slapped my ass and the game resumed.
I was “passed” around the table, flirting and sitting on each man’s lap, often sharing their drink or smoking with them, as my tits, ass, and cunt were groped or played with. Before too much longer, Keith finally won a hand and he just had me crawl under the table, where I gave him a long and slow and sometimes gagging blowjob. During that, I felt some feet rest on my back, and one or two person’s toes probe against my cunt and ass. For his part, Keith just seemed to lean back and close his eyes and enjoyed me taking his girthy cock down my throat for him. Only when he came did he do anything, pressing my head down as he pumped down my throat. My eyes were watering when he was done and I plopped on his lap, wiping my face after I was done, getting another small cheer.
It might be weird to some to say I was happy as I got cheered for doing that, but I felt fucking high and I maybe had a slight buzz from drinking. Everyone was playing poker but I felt like the star and I couldn’t help but glow as I resumed bouncing around the table, getting drinks, getting pawed and touched. I sat back on Jack’s lap and once the hand was finished, he stood me up and helped me out of the dress (which was basically just bunched around my waist at this point). I kept my heels on, and he handed me a choker to put on. It was black and said “Cum slut” on it. I kissed him deeply and told him thank you, and he pushed me down once again. He told me, loudly so all the guys could hear, that he had to pee, and then pushed his cock in my mouth. Being watched by 6 other men as I was his urinal was intense and I was dripping and embarrassed and just so damn excited. Tony followed up and as he emptied his bladder in my stomach, Jack told them he didn’t want it messy, but anyone who wanted to do that, could. If they wanted to pee on me they could do that as well, but only in the shower. The looks I got were a mix of slightly disgusted to very intrigued and after Tony was done and no one else stood up, I ran to the bathroom to rinse my mouth with mouthwash. I made a show of it, as I didn’t want anyone to be afraid to kiss me because of that.
I then bolted into our master bedroom because of an idea and came out a few moments and a bit of lube later. Wearing my new collar, I had decided to add some cat ears and a tail, snapped onto a new smaller plug in my ass. I did a twirl for the guys which got a ton of catcalls (pun intended) and plopped on Jack again, who kissed me deeply and splayed my legs out as he lazily fingered me while I stroked my tail. After a few more hands and nursing another beer, Ron finally won a hand and he pulled me up and I followed him to the bedroom. Though he was the most solid guy of the bunch and the shortest, he was packing a very nice cock. Not as thick as Keith’s but long, easily 8 inches. He grabbed a condom without hesitation (which strangely bothered me for some reason) and tossed it to me. I sat on the edge of the bed and sucked his cock for a minute before putting it on, and then he climbed up on top of me. He was heavier than he appeared, though he didn’t “crush” me, but he easily pressed me into the bed as he pumped his cock in and out of me. Slow at first, all business with him, no kissing, no name calling, just heavy grunting. Then as he got close, he came, pressing me hard into the bed. He laid all his weight on me for a moment but before it got too uncomfortable he got back up off of me. He then (and this is a heavy tattooed very biker looking guy) sheepishly thanked me. I hugged him and told him this had been a fantasy of mine for a while.
“Speaking of fantasies,” he asked, still suddenly nervous, “I have one. Would you?” he asked as he handed me the condom. I figured what he meant but was a bit nervous to say out loud and I tilted my head back, squeezing the cum out of it and into my mouth, then showing him the load before swallowing. He then asked if he could pee and I nodded. I licked his limp cock clean and it took a minute before he could relax enough to let go and fuck, clearly he had needed to pee bad. I almost choked on it as he just gushed, spilling a bit out of my mouth. I then gripped his cock and squeezed a bit, slowing the flow until I could get it all down. After he was done, I felt beyond full, not just due to him, but the earlier loads of cum and piss. I wiped up my chin and chest as he headed out and then rejoined them.
Eddie was still the only one who hadn’t even won a hand, so I went over to him and sat on his lap, enjoying his large hand cupping my breast as he checked out his cards. I grinded a bit on his lap, feeling him already hard and pressing my tail’s plug in me firmly. He then slid down his hand and parted my lips as I drank some of his beer and shared the cigar he was smoking. I pushed his hand against me, encouraging him to finger me, leaning against the poker table and panting and moaning (perhaps with a bit extra acting for the guys though I was seriously soaked) as he tried to play. Once he lost another hand, I stood up and said “Fuck it,” and said he won, which made everyone laugh. I asked him what he wanted and he pushed a few fingers in me and said he wanted that wet cunt and I pushed him down, unzipping him. He was rock hard and I just mounted him on the chair, straddling him, riding him in front of the guys as the game once again stalled to crawl.
Eddie was much more vocal during sex than the previous guys had really been, grabbing my hips and pulling me deep on his cock, telling me to fuck him like the slut I was. He bit my nipples, being careful with the rings, as I grinded down on him. It wasn’t long before I had a few nice small orgasms in a row, as much from the audience as his cock, spasming. When he said he was close, I slid off him and took him in my mouth, but he pushed my head back and came all over my face, giving me my first real mess of the night.
“Now you’re a cum slut, slut,” he said and I got up, bowing and laughing with everyone. I got a slap on my ass from someone as I headed to clean up. The next hour or so was mostly just me being passed around on laps, my nipples and breasts sucked or nibbled on, my ass groped and slapped repeatedly, fingers, beer bottles and cigars put in my cunt. Tony, as he’d been doing lately used me as an ashtray, which prompted a few other guys to do the same. Then Eddie and Keith both pissed down my throat and filled my belly. Keith proved to be the breaking point there, as his thick cock gagged me right after and that was that. I barely made it to the bathroom before losing most of the deposits from the night so far. It wasn’t probably the sexiest thing, but they called me a good sport for taking it as well as I did.
They played several hands and then everyone took a break. Jack got Alexa to start up some music and I danced, naked except for my collar, ears, tail, and heels. I kissed and made out with several of the guys, often being groped by multiple men at once. It was fucking amazing and then, Jack asked me to put on a show for everyone. He had some lube and a couple toys he’d brought out, including the big 20 inch slink. They moved the table but kept the chairs as I got out a sheet and put it on the floor (didn’t want the carpets stained!) and oiled up my chest and body, then lubed my pussy heavily. I sat down, spreading myself as 7 men watched me finger myself, using a small vib on my clit. I asked for objects and they eagerly gave them to me, starting with Cliff’s beer bottle. I fucked it all the way in me, pumping it in and out, then the handle of a hammer, a remote, a dildo, debasing myself for them. I think I almost didn’t need any lube I was so wet, and had a nice rolling orgasm as they watched. I then slowly worked in my fist, pumping it in me. Ron was jerking off and I told him to come over and I sucked him as I worked my hand in and out of me, but I eased up as he got close.
“Do you want to fist me Ron?” I asked, and he nodded so hard his head about flew off. I got on my hands and knees, and told him to add more lube on me and to coat his hand, then I moaned, grunting, as he worked his hand in me. Even relaxed, his hand felt huge, as I bucked against it. I told them I wanted them all to fist me and one by one, each took a turn, fisting my increasingly gaping cunt. I’ve been fisted before, even by a few men. But 7 men taking turns working their fists in me, even timid Thomas, just brought me to a mind shattering orgasm. Tony gripped my hips and just reamed me out with his fist, battering me, and I was soaked in sweat, my hair and body clinging with it. I came again and was struggling to catch my breath when he pulled out. Then Jack was last this time, and god, he went slow but deep, his knuckles pushing gently against my walls and cervix it felt like, bottoming out in me. Around then someone stood in front of me and I looked up at Cliff and started sucking his cock. I stopped when he got close and I told him I wanted everyone to fuck me and I felt Jack pull out as Tony or someone mentioned how much I was gaped. I should have been ashamed. I just wanted to be fucked.
And fucked I was. Jack was the first, pulling me on top of him as I rode him. Then Tony pushed me forward and popped out my plug, rubbing a bit of lube and pushing in me. It was awkward but we got a better rhythm and tempo, as I waved Keith and Eddie over, and then Thomas. I stroked (now very out of rhythm and much more awkwardly) the two of them while I sucked Thomas and god I felt like such a whore and so full and happy. The only thing that could have been better was more intensity, but that was a drug I’m trying to curb how much I chase it and anyway, not the point of the fun tonight. I stopped jerking and sucking soon, as they pounded away, both filling my cunt and ass with their cum. As soon as both of them were finished, Ron climbed on top of me, doggie style, and fucked my ass, once again with a condom on. While he fucked my ass, I cleaned both Jack’s and Tony’s cock, my breasts swaying under me. It smelled of smoke, sweat, and sex and I pulled my clit with my free hand (other on Jack’s balls) so hard my eyes watered. I felt Ron’s cock pulse, but no heat filled me. He did pull out and I told him I wanted his cum, I was practically shaking. Thomas rolled me onto my back, my breasts flattening out as Ron dripped cum on my face, my tongue out, mouth wide. Thomas put my legs over his shoulder and pushed in easily in my cunt, fucking away as cum splattered my cheek and nose and mouth.
Poor Thomas now, he tried and maybe if I hadn’t been fisted by everyone and everyone around him, he could have done better. He was really trying, sweat dripping down his face as he pushed into me. I could tell he was having a hard time and I adjusted and wrapped my legs around him, bucking hard against him. I pulled him up against me. He probably didn’t appreciate my cum covered face by his cheek and ear, but I grunted and whispered that if he was having trouble to fake it and I’d take care of the rest. If anyone heard me or noticed anything, they were polite as I pulled him tight against me as he shook and grunted. As soon as he relaxed, I pushed him back and dove down on his cock, sucking it hungrily and cleaning the “mess”.
He got up and Keith got on me, this time not only putting my legs on his shoulders, but folding me, putting my knees by my head as he took my ass that way. He was a bit more uncomfortable, even with lube and cum, because of his girth, but once he popped in, he got really moving. I was grunting like a cheap whore with every thrust filling my bowels, his weight almost crushing me. He just jackhammered my ass, air knocked out of me almost non-stop with our grunts almost in tune together. Someone said pound the slut’s ass and I screamed it back at him and he did, fucking so fast I started to cry a bit. It hurt in that wonderful way but he couldn’t last long at that pace before filling my ass. He popped out and I was getting really tired after that, but I sucked his cock as Cliff, the other really big guy got me back up on my knees and pushed into my cunt. I was relieved at first but he shortly switched to my ass, which was getting tender after Keith’s use of it. I asked for more lube and someone tended to it, lubing me up, cool inside my ass. It felt better then and I put my face to the carpet and fingered myself and rubbed my clit furiously with both my hands, bucking as he took my ass. Eddie pulled my head up by the hair and started fucking my mouth and they pounded me from both directions as everyone cheered them and me on. Cliff came first, filling my ass and they switched places and it wasn’t long before Eddie had came in my ass as well. I was just a mess by then, sucking the cum off Eddie, feeling it run out and down my crack and leg. That was when Jack dropped in front of me the spreader bars. I was panting, but nodded, as he strapped my wrists to one bar, and my ankles to the other, adjusting me on the sheet. Again my cheek was on the floor, ass high. Tony came up and made me scream as he belted me a few times, quivering as the guys watched him while Jack got the rest set up. I was a mess, begging for more but Jack told him no. I had hit that state where I would have let them do anything, cum drunk and full of desperate need. Who needs drugs when you can get so high on natural endorphins?
“Are you ready?” Jack asked, and I looked back, nodding. He lubed up my ass even more (there is literally not a thing as too much lube for activities like this) and started working the heavily lubed slink into my ass. The room was so fucking quiet as he pushed and as I pushed as well, well practiced in the push and pull and twist method to slowly work all 20 inches of the slink inside my ass. I gave off little moans and groans and whimpers as it slid along, inch by inch, inside my ass twisting deeper in my guts. Jack let some of the guys help work it in, telling them when to pull out a bit, to push harder, when to twist. Before long, after several minutes, it was all in me and I heard someone, Eddie I think, say “Holy Fuck”. That got everyone laughing and then I felt my Hitachi against me and turned on and I just lost it, shaking and bucking on that motherfucker on high. That full, that much power on my pierced clit, was too much and I just exploded and squirted or pissed or something hard. It was so intense and I left a mess and was almost crying after I finished cumming.
Then, inch by ever-loving inch, the slink was pulled, very teasingly and very slowly out, until it slipped out and I felt it on my back. Some “god damn” and “fuck”’s were said as I quivered, just exhausted. Again, how porn stars do all they do, I have no idea. Well, drugs are probably handy in their case. Then Jack was stroking my hair, asking me to let him try it. I cried a bit, nervous, as I knew full what he wanted to do. I nodded, trying to relax, and as I felt his fingers and fresh lube. I pushed against them, just as I had with the slink. At first, it felt the same or similar, but the pressure was uneven and his fingers were much harder and stiffer than the soft slink. He or someone else poured more lube on his hand and my ass and I grunted as he worked more and more in. It went smoothly until his thumb and that took a few minutes. My ass was stretched hard around his fingers and I was crying lightly, feeling humiliated and dirty for the first time tonight. But I didn’t want him to stop so I dug through the pain and then suddenly, real movement and I spasmed and started sobbing for some reason. It wasn’t really pain – it was easier now. I knew for the first time, his fist was in my ass. He didn’t pump or even move it really, just keeping it there as someone put the Hitachi against me once again. It took longer this time, but with minimal movement of his hand inside my ass, I came again. He then slowly worked his fist out of my ass, which was hard as it really hurt, but he finally gave a small jerk and popped his hand out. I heard a flash and he showed me my ass on his phone and gaped is an understatement.
I was unstrapped from the bars and pulled up, and the guys all cheered me and several gave me hugs for being such a trooper. No one was calling me a stupid cunt or a whore, they honestly were praising me and that made me smile and cry all at the same time. Jack told the guys to eat and play some more while he walked me into the bathroom. As soon as we were in he told me he loved me and kissed me hard and I just melted against him. I told him I wanted him in me, despite being so tired and he fucked me, holding me against him, pressed into the wall by him. He was tired himself some I could tell and it hadn’t been that long since he had came, but he finished inside me as I clung to him telling him I loved him so much. He set me down and I cleaned him, holding him tight and he told me to take a quick shower. I did as I was told, toweling off and using the shower head on my tender holes before heading back out.
I got everyone drinks and snacks again, hugging some of the guys, kissing a couple. Things slowed down after that and before long, Thomas and then Ron left. I gave Thomas a deep kiss, hugging him tight. Ron I hugged and kiss as well. They told me they had a wonderful time and I told them quite honestly the same. We mostly drank and smoked and chilled after that. A few joints were passed around and I curled up with a few different guys, going down on Keith once as they talked, like it was nothing. It’s stupid perhaps but I felt special, just taking care of the guys. I swallowed his load and he kissed my cheek. Cliff, a bit sheepish, asked me to suck his balls and if I would eat his ass, something else he hadn’t had done to him before. I told him I would and did, kneeling down on him in the bedroom as he wanted a bit of privacy. He fucked my pussy after, using a condom this time, and it was deposited straight on my tongue for me to swallow.
I headed out and was slow fucked on the couch by Eddie and after he filled me, Tony was the last of the rest of the guys to have me. The room got quiet once again as he choked me while fucking me from behind. He was edging me at first, but I just dropped out and woke up being slapped as he finished off in me. By then I was sore as fuck and Jack decided to call it a night for me. He dressed me, very publicly in front of the remaining men, in little clothes. That garnered some looks and lust, and as I sucked my thumb, he carried me off to bed where I quickly fell asleep in my pink gown.
I woke with the alarm the next morning, and got started on breakfast. Jack was out in the bed and Tony and Eddie were asleep on the couch and in the recliner. The smell of frying bacon, coffee, and cheesy omelets soon filled the room. Tony was up first and he held my head, kneeling, as he pissed down my throat. Eddie instead chose the toilet but seemed fascinated by my behaviors and clothing. Intellectually I am very much the same while “little”, but my vocal pitch and emotional state is very different. Daddy came in and I jumped in his arms, hugging him tight. He held me on his hip and I clung to him, until he told me to get under the kitchen table. I did, and as they ate, I took care of them, though Eddie had been finished eating a bit by the time I got his load in my belly. He then told me to eat as the guys cleaned up the kitchen and the living room. After that was done, I kissed both Eddie and Tony goodbye, as they headed out. Then my Daddy fucked me in our bed, slapping my chest and body until I cried and came, sobbing and clinging to him, my belly and tits bright red. Then he told me to take a long bath while he cleaned up, kissing me and telling me how proud he was and how much he loved me.
I can’t ever say this enough. I’m where I belong. I’m home. And I love it!
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/gfzphu/we_mf_hosted_poker_night_and_i_got_fucked_by_7_men
As always, you are amazing.