Tag: The Game

Chapter Six - Erin: What a Slut Does

 

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Story Codes: f+/f, m/f, M+/F, oral, public, school, mast, petting
Synopsis: Fourteen year old Erin is a catholic schoolgirl struggling with newfound sexual desires. When she catches the eye of Heather, a senior cheerleader and the most popular girl in school, things become even more complicated as Erin discovers the truth about herself...and her mother!

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Copyright 2009 Rachael Ross - Note: This story is in progress!

 

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Do you believe some girls are born to be sluts? Not a whore, which is something else, but a slut, a woman who will give herself to anyone who wants her. A girl without loyalty to anything but the lust in her heart, incapable of fidelity, unable to resist temptation, and unwilling to repent or even apologize when her true nature is inevitably found out. Do you think it's in her soul?

"Mom." I blinked at her as I stepped inside our small house, a white one that looked exactly like a million others in boring suburbia.

"Hi, Erin!" She smiled at me from the kitchen, wearing a pair of cut-off shorts and a small t-shirt that showed off her firm tits and flat tummy.

I thought she'd be mad for sure, since I hadn't even seen her for two days. Or at least, not talked to her. I'd seen her the night before getting it on with three black guys at once and that sudden image filled my mind and made me blush. Mom was a very pretty white woman, just 28 years old and a little hottie as some of the boys liked to say when she walked past. In that way, she was a lot like me and we'd been mistaken for sisters more than a few times now that I'd started growing out as well as up.

She had thick blonde hair falling around her shoulders, like me. Mom's eyes were sky blue, bright and clear like mine, and we shared the same girl-next door face, kind of fresh and clean with pink cheeks and open smiles. We looked like the sort of wholesome girls you might find in a Norman Rockwell painting or a Calvin Klein advertisement and a lot of people, a lot of boys, liked that look a lot. Mom knew it too, but at fourteen, I'd just started to appreciate my good looks and I was still learning.

"You're home early," I said carefully, still trying to gauge her mood. She usually didn't get home from work until after seven and it was only… "Shoot! It's quarter to six already?"

"What's wrong?" she asked me, walking out of the kitchen and drying her hands with a dish towel.

"Gary's coming in fifteen minutes!" I said without thinking.

"Gary?" she gave me a quizzical smile.

"Oh! Um…He's sort of my, um…boyfriend," I told her. "He wants to take me out."

"Mmmm…" Mom nodded. "Good. I'd like to meet him."

"Yeah," I nodded. "That's what I told him. Uh…That's why he's coming over."

"Okay," she gave me a hug and I hadn't been expecting that, but I hugged her back. "I'm sorry about last night," she whispered in my ear. "I didn't know you'd be home."

"Ummm…"

"Your friend called, Heather, and said you were spending the night," Mom explained. "Otherwise, I wouldn't have…"

"It's okay," I said, for lack of anything else. My mom had always been a little strange.

"I haven't seen much of you lately," she sighed, still holding me. "I love you."

"I love you too, Mom."

"Is everything okay?" she asked, holding me by the shoulders and pushing me back so she could see my face.

"Yeah," I nodded.

"This boyfriend, um…"

"Gary."

"Right, have you guys…Did you have sex with him?"

"Um…" I swallowed hard and I'd never been able to lie to my mom, not about important stuff.

"Did he use a condom?"

"No," I shook my head, looking down.

"Do you remember where babies come from, Erin?"

"Mom!" I frowned and my face was turning red.

"You have to be serious about this," she told me. "You're not a little girl anymore."

"I know."

"You have to protect yourself, Erin."

"Yeah."

"Look at me," Mom said and when I looked up, "I don't mind if you have sex, you know that, but you have to be responsible about it."

"I know."

"When did you do it? Today?"

"Last night," I said. "We just did it once."

"Are you okay? Did he hurt you?"

"Just a little at first," I admitted, "but mostly it just felt, um…kinda good."

"Kinda?" Mom smiled at me.

"Really good," I giggled and blushed some more.

"Okay. I'll get you a pill tomorrow."

"A pill?"

"A morning after pill," she nodded, "and you tell your boyfriend to buy some condoms."

"Alright."

"I'll make an appointment with Dr. Samuels too."

"Who? Why?"

"He's my gynecologist. We'll get you on birth control."

"But if Gary uses a rubber thing…"

"Just in case one breaks," Mom said with a soft laugh and she stroked my hair. "You'd better take a shower before your boyfriend gets here."

"Yeah."

"You smell like girl."

"Ummm…I do?"

"Like pussy," Mom said and I blinked at her.

"I was, um…at a friend's house."

"And you weren't painting each other's toenails, I bet!" Mom was giggling. "Brush your teeth too."

Ding-Dong

"Oh!" I frowned. "He's here already!"

"I'll keep your boyfriend company," Mom promised. "You go get ready."

"Okay," I nodded. "Thanks Mom."

"For what?"

"For not being mad," I shrugged and she rolled her eyes at me.

I guess I was pretty lucky that I had a slut for a mom. I mean, a lot of people would think her completely abnormal, like not really mother material probably. How many moms don't care if their ninth grade daughters aren't virgins or come home with pussy breath? It sounds funny and maybe even kind of bad, but she was my mom and I loved her and it wasn't like we were on welfare, or she was a prostitute or anything. We had a nice little house and I went to the best school in town, we had plenty of food and all the stuff we could want, so…What difference did it make if she was a slut?

Of course, I hadn't really known she was a slut until just recently, when Heather had told me some stuff about my mom, or at least dropped some major hints. How and why Mom knew Heather was still a mystery, but she did. I'd had my suspicions anyway though. Like Mom had a lot of boyfriends. A lot of them! But they never went out with her more than two or three times. The record was six and that was a guy named Rick, but since Mom had been doing three black guys at once just the night before, well…I guess she wasn't going out with Rick anymore. That was big clue too. I mean, how many moms bring three black men home? And she wasn't just doing them at once; they were all doing Mom at the same time! In all three holes, you know?

It seemed kind of sexy, actually, and that was mostly what I was thinking about while I washed my pussy in the shower.

I took a long shower too, knowing Mom would be keeping Gary busy while they talked. I'd never had a boyfriend before and the fact was that until Gary had kissed me, I'd been terrified of boys! Literally. But he'd kissed me and like a princess in a fairy tale, the spell had been broken! That's how it felt to me and I'd woken up and kissed him back, and half an hour later Gary had been pushing his cock inside my virgin pussy. He'd taken my cherry and I loved him for that! I didn't know what he had planned for our first real date, since he'd only been giving me a ride home when we'd fucked, but I planned on riding his cock all night long!

So, I dressed for it. I decided panties would just get in the way and my old bra was too small for growing tits. No underwear for me! I just pulled on a cute little dress that Mom had bought me for Denise's fourteenth birthday party the previous June. I'd turned fourteen in August, so she was older than me, but I didn't care. Anyway…It was a nice dress, kind of a summer dress thing, you know, thin cotton with buttons up the back. It was yellow with small blue flowers and white lace around the collar and the hemline and short sleeves. It had a white sash thing too, but not a wide one or anything and I tied it around my thin waist.

The dress was a little short on me and I frowned at that, but decided it was okay. At the time Mom had bought it, the skirt was an inch or two above my knees, but I'd grown a lot over the summer and now it was halfway up my thighs! Almost a mini-sundress. Sorta. That made me giggle as I tried to button the buttons, but of course I couldn't. I don't know why they don't put the buttons on the front! My boobs were almost B-cups, which was nice, and I needed a new bra, but that would have spoiled the dress anyway. I mean, the cotton was thin and tight around my tits and I liked the way my fat, puffy nipples sorta popped out! They looked sexy and I hoped Mom wouldn't get mad.

I decided I'd wear a sweater, a cute one and big enough that I wouldn't grow out of it for another year or two. It was pink and I could pull the sleeves up and not even bother with the buttons, I just needed it to hide my nipples until I got out of the house, you know. After we were alone or whatever, I'd take that sweater off and see if Gary noticed anything and I knew he would! My nipples were always swollen anyway, but especially when I got excited and I could already feel my tummy tingling with anticipation. I really wanted to have a lot of sex!

"Erin?" Mom opened my bedroom door. "Are you ready? I've got dinner on the table."

"Oh! Yeah, Mom. I'm just about done," I said, clutching my sweater to my chest. "I'll be right out."

"Okay," she smiled at me. "That's a cute little outfit."

"Is it?" I giggled and wondered if Mom could tell I wasn't wearing any panties. "Oh! Can you get the buttons for me?"

"Alright," she sighed. "Turn around. Poor Gary's been waiting for almost an hour."

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"Your mom's really cool," Gary said as we drove along in his old Mustang.

"Yeah," I nodded, shrugging off my sweater and rolling it up, kind of posing for the seventeen year old boy as I did it. "Just don't forget, it's a school night…I have to be home by midnight."

"I know," he grinned at me, swerving a little as he saw my ripe tits straining against the cotton of my dress. "That's kinda crazy too."

"What's crazy?" I smiled at him.

"Letting you stay out until midnight?" he said like it was a question. "I mean, most kids have to be home by nine or ten or…Oh, I mean, you're not a kid. I didn't mean…"

"It's okay," I giggled. "I know I'm fourteen, that's kind of still a kid, sorta."

"Sorta," he shrugged, probably glad I wasn't mad at him. "I just…I can't believe she asked me if I had condoms!"

"She asked you that?" I blinked at him, wondering if I was embarrassed or not.

"Yeah," Gary nodded with a laugh and I think he was embarrassed. "That was really weird, Erin."

"Huh," I nodded. "So, um…What did you say?"

"I told her I had one," he said, smiling sheepishly.

"Just one?" I pouted.

"It's one my dad gave me," he nodded. "I had it in my wallet for like three years."

"Your dad gave you a rubber?" I laughed.

"Yeah," Gary shrugged. "All dads do that."

"Really?" I shrugged. "So…Why is it weird if my mom asks you about it?"

"Why? Um…Because! I mean, most mom's would be saying, you know, if you try anything…I'll kill you!"

"What? My mom wouldn't ever say anything like that!"

"I guess not!" Gary grinned at me. "You look just like her too."

"I do?" I rolled my eyes, like I hadn't heard that one a hundred times before.

"Yeah," he nodded. "Your mom's really hot! I mean…She's alright and, um…"

"My mom's hot?" I frowned at him, but I wasn't really mad. He just deserved it.

"I don't mean like I want to do anything with her, I just…"

"You wanna do my mom?" I stared at him.

"What? No! I didn't say that!"

"What are you trying to say then? I asked him. "You like my mom more than me?"

"Erin!" Gary frowned and I giggled at him.

"I'm just teasing you."

"Oh," he looked at me as if to make sure. "I thought you were really…"

"But you shouldn't spend all night talking about your girlfriend's mom," I sighed. "It makes me jealous."

"I'm…sorry," he nodded quickly.

"Okay," I stuck my tongue out at him. "Just don't do it again."

"I won't."

"And don't do my mom either!"

"What?"

"I'll get really jealous then," I told him and I wasn't really teasing when I said that. Gary was seriously cute and I'd seen my mom checking him out, just like he'd been checking her out.

"I won't."

"Where are we going anyway?" I wondered, playing with my hair and looking out the window.

"Uh…A party," he said, sort of hopefully. "That's cool, right?"

"A party?" I made a face. "Who has a party on a Wednesday night?"

"My big brother," Gary chuckled. "He's in a fraternity."

"You're taking me to a frat party?" I stared at him.

"Uhhhh…"

"Okay!" I laughed. "Cool!"

"You sure?"

"Yeah! College guys!"

"Don't worry, my brother's a pretty good guy."

"Do I look worried?" I asked him with a grin. "Just don't get drunk!"

"Me?" Gary gave me an innocent look.

"Or my mom really will kill you!"

"Don't worry, Erin," he said. "I just wanna show off my girlfriend."

"Show me off?" I giggled.

"Jimmy, my brother, always had the hottest girlfriends," Gary told me. "But he never had one like you."

"Really?" I bit my lip and smiled.

"Seriously," he nodded. "He's gonna be so jealous…"

"Right!" I rolled my eyes. "So I'm like one of those trophy girlfriends, huh?"

"What? No! Well…maybe," he laughed. "But not in a bad way. You're just beautiful."

"Uh-huh," I shrugged, like maybe I didn't believe that. "I don't care. That would be an okay job anyway."

"What's an okay job?"

"Being a trophy girlfriend!" I giggled. "I could probably do that."

"You're crazy!"

"So this is just sorta…practice!"

"You're really crazy, Erin."

"Hmmm…" I smiled at that, but mostly I was just wondering if college guys were as cool as everybody thought they were.

Having a high school senior for a boyfriend was way cool and everything, and I was pretty much the instant envy of all my ninth grade classmates, but a college guy! That was like the big leagues and half the girls in school were dying to meet some boy going to college and be his girlfriend, and the other half just wouldn't admit it. I just had to remember that Gary was my boyfriend, but looking never hurt anybody…right?

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"Ohhh…" I licked my lips and I'd never seen so many hot guys in one place in my whole life!

"There's my brother," Gary said, nodding his head towards someone and he held my hand as we made our way through the party.

"Hey baby," a handsome guy with amazing brown eyes smiled at me.

"Hi!" I blinked at him as Gary pulled me along.

"Whoa! Hey there!" another guy, this one smaller and black with a nice smile licked his lips and looked me up and down.

"Hi!" I smiled back at him.

"Wassup blondie?" a tall skinny guy grinned at me.

"Where you going?" one of his friends asked and like five guys holding beers were checking me out as I giggled.

"There's a lot of guys here!" I said and Gary just shrugged and mostly he was excusing us as we wove our way through the crowded frat house.

"Yeah," he agreed. "Are you alright?"

"Sure!" I smiled at him. "Ow!"

Someone had pinched my butt and I looked around with a grin, rubbing my ass, but I couldn't tell who'd done it. That was actually like the third time too, but the other two guys had mostly grabbed my butt and squeezed, this had been a real pinch!

"What?" Gary looked over his shoulder at me.

"Nothing," I shrugged, looking all innocent.

"Jimmy! Hey!" Gary said as we caught up with his brother and he was big and strong looking, handsome like Gary with the same dark, curly hair and infectious smile.

"Gary!" the man grinned. "Didn't think you were coming, man!"

"I'm here," Gary grinned back. "Hey, this is…"

"Oh shit!" Jimmy looked me up and down slowly and I felt naked!

"…my girlfriend, Erin," Gary continued. "This is my Brother, Jimmy."

"Hi!" I smiled at him.

"You're fine as hell!" Jimmy said. "What are you going out with this loser for?"

"Shut-up!" Gary laughed. "Don't be a jerk."

"Yo, dude! You need one of these!" someone was pushing a drink into Gary's hand.

"Oh, um…" he looked at it and it wasn't beer, more like some kind of punch.

"Drink it!" Jimmy said.

"I got one for you too, baby!" the guy told me, handing me a plastic cup full of the same stuff.

"What is it?" I wondered, taking a sniff and it smelled like gasoline or something.

"Jungle juice!" Jimmy laughed.

"Breakfast of champions!" someone else yelled and I jerked as I felt a hand sliding up the back of my thigh.

"I better not…" Gary was saying, but Jimmy shook his head.

"Gotta drink it!" he insisted and some other guys were urging him on and it was all sort of crazy.

I took a little sip, but that was all, Gary had to drink the whole glass though and he was red faced and coughing a little. Everywhere I looked guys were staring at me, most of them smiling and I'd smile back. A lot of guys were touching me too! Like grabbing my butt or my hip maybe, and sometimes I'd turn around, sometimes I'd like try and shoo them away, but even if I caught the guy, he'd just laugh. I was laughing too and smiling a lot and sort of just standing there while Gary talked to his brother and some other guys.

The music got louder and people came and went. I saw other girls, but there were at least four or five guys for every one of us. The place got smoky and my nose itched and I was thirsty, but there wasn't any way I could drink that jungle juice stuff! I wondered if they didn't have like regular Cokes or something. Just a glass of water would be nice and while Gary drank his third big cup of punch, I figured I'd go find the kitchen.

"Hey, Gary? I'm gonna see if I can…"

"What?" he smiled at me, blinking and looking pretty pink.

"I said I'm gonna…"

"Drink up!" someone yelled, dropping a full cup inside Gary's empty one.

"You're slowing down, bro!" Jimmy laughed and then he started chugging his own full cup.

"Never mind," I said with a little frown, watching as Gary started drinking fast to catch up with his older brother.

We'd been at that party for like an hour, maybe a little longer, and Gary was already drunk. He'd promised me he wouldn't do that and it made me a little mad. Probably it wasn't entirely his fault, since Jimmy kept making him drink, but even so…I felt a little neglected, you know? Gary didn't even seem to notice all the guys staring at me or the occasional hand feeling me up while I stood right next to him. What kind of boyfriend was that?

Anyway, it wasn't hard to forget about him. If Gary just wanted to get drunk with his stupid brother, he could do it without me watching him. I'd catch up with him later, after I found something normal to drink and checked out some of the college guys! I wasn't going to do anything, you know, I just wanted to look around and maybe flirt a little. Smile and say hello, see if college guys were all they were hyped to be or just a bunch of drunk kids who got off on feeling up girls as they walked past.

"Hey baby! Looking for me?" a guy stepped in front of me and he was tall, dark, and handsome too! He looked Italian maybe and he already had his hands on my hips.

"I'm looking for the kitchen," I said, smiling up at him because he was like over six feet tall and I was only a little over five feet tall.

"Oh yeah?" he nodded. "It's upstairs."

"Upstairs?" I giggled. "Why is the kitchen upstairs?"

"Cause that's where the fire is, baby!" he chuckled and his hands went around my waist, pulling me closer. "You want me to show you?"

"Hmmm…" I swallowed hard and glanced over my shoulder, but I couldn't even see Gary anymore. "I got a boyfriend."

"I don't see any boyfriend," the guy's hands found my butt through my thin dress and he could tell I wasn't wearing any panties.

"He's, um…back there," I said, biting my lip and kind of jerking my head.

"Well, the stairs are over there," he told me. "Come on…Let's go cook something…"

"Uhhh…" I shook my head slowly, feeling my heart thumping and my tummy tingling, "…I better not."

"Shhh…" he smiled and his right hand went deep under my ass, pressing the cotton to my pussy from behind and he was practically fingering me right there!

"Oh God," I shivered and took a deep breath.

"Yeah, baby…" he nodded, moving around me and keeping his hand right where it was, rubbing my horny little pussy while he pushed me towards the stairs.

I could have said no. I mean, I wasn't even a little drunk or anything like that. My head was really clear and this guy was a hunk! He had to be like twenty at least and I liked the way his doe eyes drank me in and his hands touched me and I wasn't thinking about my boyfriend at all. Gary was busy drinking and all I'd wanted to do was have sex! So the first good looking guy who had the balls to try and talk me into going upstairs with him, he didn't have to try very hard!

"Mmmphh…" I moaned into the man's mouth as he covered me like a blanket. We were on a rumpled, unmade bed and neither one of us knew or cared who's bed it was either!

We hadn't even undressed before he had me on my back and now I was sucking his tongue greedily. My legs were spread around him while he dry fucked my bare pussy and I clawed at his back through the t-shirt he wore, pulling him hard against my trapped and aching tits. My body was burning up and the rough denim of his jeans felt good against my bare thighs and especially my smooth shaven sex. I'd grown wet already, just from being around all those guys downstairs, and now I worked my tongue around his, swallowing our spit eagerly.

He made out with me for all of five minutes, maybe ten, before he reached between us to undo his pants. I bit the man's lips, chewing them as he freed his cock, and I panted into his ear when I felt the smooth head rubbing up and down my slit.

"Put it in!" I told him. "I need it!"

"Oh yeah, baby…Ugh! Tight! Relax! Ugh!" he groaned and grunted as he pushed his cock inside my small pussy and I arched my back against the dull pain of being stretched.

"Owww…Ohhhh!" I breathed and I hadn't seen it, but I could tell he was bigger than Gary. Bigger than Lisa's dildo even.

"Shhh…" he whispered, kissing me again as he gave me a hard, sharp thrust and drove half of his cock inside me all at once.

The pain was so good it made me cum! I whimpered into his mouth as he filled me with his tongue and finally his cock. God! It was huge, I thought, fat and long and hard as steel. It burned as the soft walls of my pussy surrendered with rapid spasms of pleasure. All the butterflies in my tummy poured out of me through my cunt, bathing his cock with my buttery cum. He touched the bottom of my sex, the sweet spot deep down where my cervix was, and that just made it better.

I barely realized it when he put my legs over his shoulders, rolling my ass off the bed so that my knees nearly touched my shoulders. He fucked me hard and fast, with nice long strokes while my hungry pussy clasped itself around him. I wanted to keep him inside me. I wanted to keep him out. I couldn't decide and I couldn't stop cumming as he pummeled my cunt with his beautiful prick. I was helpless beneath him, vulnerable and unable to do anything but take his cock and then his hot load of man cum when he ejaculated after only five minutes of fucking me.

"Oh fuck, baby!" He grinned at me, holding his cock against the bottom of sex while it throbbed and spilled his semen into my womb.

"You're cumming already?" I breathed, licking my lips and trying to think clearly through the fog of my own orgasm.

"You feel too good," he nodded. "You're fuckin' tight as hell in there!"

I didn't say anything as he got off me, pulling his softening cock out of my pussy with very little juice following it. He'd put his cum really deep and I could feel it all warm and kind of soothing in a strange way. I pressed my hand low on my tummy, rubbing myself as he put his cock away and zipped up his pants. My legs were still spread, my dress bunched up around my hips, and I reached lower to feel my pussy lips plump and greasy, and my slit gaping, but only a little. I'd closed right back up after he'd pulled out.

"Thanks for the fuck, baby," he said cheerfully, smiling as he left the bedroom and leaving the door wide open.

"Hey!" another guy walked in about five seconds later, shorter and red haired with a round face and freckles.

"Hi," I smiled at him, feeling a little high from cumming like I had.

"I haven't seen you around here before," he was getting on the bed, crawling between my thighs and I wasn't stopping him.

"I'm not from here," I said with a giggle. "My boyfriend brought me."

"Oh yeah?" he nodded, kneeling and looking down as he undid his pants and pulled out a pink, flaccid cock. "You suck?"

"Ummm…" I shrugged. "Maybe."

"Suck me for awhile," he said and I didn't even have to move.

He straddled my body with his knees and leaned forward, bringing his cock to my mouth and I licked my lips and kissed it tentatively. He wasn't hard at all and not very big, I didn't think, but it was sort of cute and it didn't taste like anything. I kissed it again and then I pushed out my tongue, licking around the smooth head and finally I opened my mouth and pulled the soft flesh inside.

"Hmmm…Like that…Yeah!" the guy nodded, bracing himself with his palms against the wall as he leaned over me.

I could take all of his cock in my mouth, at least I could until it started getting hard. I made muffled giggling sounds as I felt his cock growing stiff and swollen and it wasn't all that small anymore! It quickly grew to something like six inches long and kind of thick, definitely hot and nice and hard. I could only suck half of it and I used my tongue to wash the head, licking and sucking and exploring the odd shape and size. My lips felt kind of sticky and I had a lot of spit in my mouth. I swallowed most of it and learned how to breathe through my nose as he started moving his hips, pushing and pulling his cock between my tightly stretched lips.

He was fucking my face more than I was giving him a blowjob, but that seemed pretty okay. I was enjoying it so much I didn't even notice someone else was with us until I felt a hard cock being pushed inside my pussy! I jerked slightly, sort of frozen as I concentrated on the warmth of that long cock sliding into my cum-filled hole, and then it was alright. I held the ass of the guy in my mouth and pulled him a little deeper, wishing I could suck every inch, but he was just too big.

"Tight ‘n sloppy!" the man fucking me chuckled. "How old is she? Jesus!"

"I don't know, dude!" the guy in my mouth replied, smiling down at me. "I just found her like this."

"Oh yeah…Wrap those legs around me!" the man groaned as that was exactly what I'd done. "She's must really love it!"

The cock in my pussy felt wonderful and I crossed my ankles in the small of the man's back, pulling him with my legs to fuck me harder and faster. My pussy was hot and eager, stretching for him easily as he churned the cum inside me into a bubbling white froth that spilled out around him. I was getting real sloppy…At both ends! The cock in my mouth was working in and out of me faster too and spit ran down my cheeks and chin, precum too, I suppose. It didn't taste like anything really and I was swallowing as much as I could.

It was right in the middle of one of those swallows that the guy's smooth cockhead pushed too deep and all of a sudden there was nothing to stop him as he filled my throat. He'd pulled his hairy balls free and they settled across my chin and my nose was flattened in a nest of reddish-brown pubic hair as I tried to choke the guy's prick down.

"Oh shit! She's deep throating me!" he gasped and I was slapping his thighs, almost in a panic because I couldn't breathe at all!

He pulled back after just a few seconds and I shuddered as I coughed and moaned, drinking cool air into my lungs, but I'd done it! I'd taken all six inches of him inside my tight little throat and I wanted to do it again. So did he and a moment later I was trying to figure out how it had happened, but the man fucking me was doing it so nice! God! My clit was vibrating along the shaft of his prick and he'd found a good angle, the perfect angle, and I was cumming hard!

My cunt just seemed to implode with a rush of good feelings. I found that weird euphoria and I squeezed the man's body as hard as I could with my legs, pulling him deep because I needed to be stuffed with cock. The soft walls of my pussy rippled around him, squeezing and milking him for his cum and he was giving it to me! He groaned loudly, telling us he was there and I felt him spurting hard against the bottom of my pussy. His semen filled me with a satisfying warmth, seeping deep into my womb and I was riding the roller coaster, the little orgasms that came and went so quickly that I felt dizzy and drunk.

The guy in my mouth was cumming too and if he'd tried to warn me, I didn't hear him. All I knew was that I suddenly had a flood of snotty jism filling my mouth to overflowing and I had to swallow quickly or drown in the stuff. It wasn't really thick, but salty and musky and had an odd flavor that I didn't know if I liked or not. It didn't matter though, I was eating it anyway, swallowing around his prick as it pulsed between my cummy lips. I drank every drop and washed the guy's cock clean with my tongue for several minutes while he went soft.

They got off me and I sat up slowly, blinking and licking my lips. Some three or four other college guys were standing by the doorway, looking in and smiling. One of them was Jimmy and I just giggled, looking down at my pussy and it was oozing cum onto a big stain between my legs. My hair was wet and sticky, matted to my face and neck, and I just fell back onto the bed because I felt pretty good and I didn't really want to move.

Jimmy fucked me then, not really saying anything, but I guess he thought I was inviting him in when I didn't get off the bed right away. He unzipped his jeans and stroked his cock until it was hard, slapping my pussy a couple times with it and making me laugh, and then he pushed it all the way inside me. I moaned and nodded my head, closing my eyes as I squeezed my tits through my dress. My legs went around his waist all by themselves and I was pulling my butt off the bed to meet his cock.

"Who's got a bigger dick?" he asked me at one point. "Me or my brother?"

"Uhhh…You!" I giggled and I came again when he did. Something about feeling a man shooting his sperm inside my pussy just pushed me over every time.

I didn't even know Jimmy was gone until another guy, a black guy with a long, skinny cock, started fucking me pussy hard and fast. He brought me off quick and he liked to kiss. Probably he didn't know I'd sucked a guy off, or maybe he didn't care. He tongue fucked my mouth the whole time he fucked my spermy cunt and it took a nice, long time for him to cum. I sort of didn't want to let him go, but there was another guy waiting and another after him.

"Wait!" I breathed, grabbing some guy's arm after he finished dumping his balls inside my pussy.

"What?" he smiled at me, but I just wanted to know what time it was.

"I gotta get up!" I giggled, pushing the man off me and strange as it sounds, I didn't even notice what he looked like really. After awhile they all sort of looked the same, you know?

"Awww…Where you going?" a guy asked.

"Don't stop now!"

"Hey! I was next!"

"What's up with that, baby?"

A half-dozen guys were standing around the small bedroom, rubbing their crotches and one man even had his cock out already. They'd been waiting for their turns to fuck me, but it was getting late and I had to be home by midnight. I really needed to pee too! And wash my pussy and my butt and my thighs…God! I needed a bath! I tasted semen too and I'd been burping and probably my breath was really bad. I was hot and sticky all over and I'd just been gang-banged by about a dozen college guys. I was feeling sore too!

But wow! What a good time!

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"Erin!" Gary found me at my locker the next morning and I frowned at him. "I'm sorry! God! I'm sorry about last night. I didn't mean to…"

"What happened to you last night?" I asked him loudly and a lot of kids were watching us, but I didn't care.

"I guess I got drunk," he frowned, looking down at his feet. He looked green too, like he was going to puke any second, and I figured he had a pretty good hangover.

"You guess, huh?" I shook my head. "You said you weren't gonna do that."

"I know," he nodded, giving me big puppy dog eyes. "I didn't mean it. My brother, Jimmy, he just…"

"He made you get drunk?" I asked sarcastically. "His girlfriend had to give me a ride home."

"Yeah," Gary said. "I heard…"

"And she doesn't even like me!" I told him. "All she did was bitch about it. God!"

"I'm sorry," he said again. "I swear, I won't ever…"

"It was our first date," I told him, slamming my locker. "And you took me to a frat party? God! Leave me alone!"

"But Erin…"

I just walked away. I had a right to be mad at him, but mostly I just wanted to be. It would make him appreciate me more later.

"Don't forgive him until he buys you something nice," Lisa told me as we walked together.

"Yeah!" Stacy giggled. "Something expensive too."

"Not too expensive though," Heather said. "It's not every boy who brings a girl to a gang-bang on their first date!"

"Oh yeah!" Lisa grinned. "He's a keeper!"

"Shut-up!" I giggled at my three best friends. "I just want to teach him a lesson."

"Does he know what happened?" Stacy wondered and I shrugged.

"I dunno," I said. "His brother's girlfriend knew. God! What a bitch."

"Well, her boyfriend did fuck you, Erin," Heather reminded me.

"It wasn't Erin's fault!" Stacy came to my defense. "The stupid cunt shoulda kept him on a leash."

"You got Gary on a leash now," Lisa told me. "Don't give him any slack."

"I'm not," I agreed.

"Teach him how to lick pussy tonight," Heather suggested.

"Yeah, do us all a favor!" Stacy laughed.

"And don't let him fuck you for awhile," Heather continued, giving Stacy a roll of her eyes. "There's lots of other guys for that."

"Zillions!" Lisa nodded and the bell for homeroom was ringing so we had to split up then.

"See you guys later," I said, laughing as Stacy slapped my butt in front of a dozen boys who'd been stalking us down the hallway.

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"Hey!" Paula leaned close to me while we waited for homeroom to start. "I heard who's playing that Tag game."

"What?" I narrowed my eyes at her. "You don't still believe that, do you?"

"It's true!" she nodded. "They're gonna start on Monday."

"Get real," I sighed, opening my notebook like I had something to do.

"Who's playing?" Sheila asked, turning around because she sat right in front of me and couldn't help but overhear.

"Janey Swanson!" Paula said, lifting her eyebrows and giggling.

"What?" I turned my head to look at Janey, since she was sitting just a dozen feet away.

"No way!" Sheila made a face. "She wants to be Sister Theresa when she grows up."

That wasn't a joke either. Janey was a small, cute fifteen year old freshman and I heard she went to confession every day. She had a picture of Jesus in her wallet and her dad was the maintenance man at St. Francis church, the big one with all the bells. Janey's mom was one of those crazy Catholics, always trying to organize protests against abortion and sex education and selling condoms in vending machines out at the truck stop. Janey wasn't shy or anything, but if you wanted to talk to her, about anything? You'd better know your gospels, because she did, and you could ask her about the weather and she'd start quoting Jesus like He was the weatherman or something.

I thought Janey was totally annoying!

"Who else?" Sheila asked and I just rolled my eyes, but I knew I was playing and I really hoped nobody else did. That would be really weird!

Except when the game started, everyone would know then…wouldn't they? I frowned because Heather hadn't bothered explaining a whole lot to me, she'd just mentioned it a couple times, or Stacy and Lisa would say something to make me wonder. And my mom knew about it, that was the real kicker. She'd even played before, back when she was in ninth grade, and Heather had told me she'd won. Mom's picture was on Heather's dresser and I hadn't gotten a chance to ask her about that, as if I could! How does a girl ask her mom about being the biggest slut in school?

"Melody Macken is playing," Paula told us, nodding her head seriously.

"Her dad's the mayor!" Sheila said, as if we didn't already know that.

"Yeah!" Paula giggled and none of us really liked Melody that much.

Melody was pretty stuck up because her family was rich and her dad was the mayor and all that. She thought she was all hot too, and she kind of was, but not that hot! Everybody knew she'd been Miss Teen Evergreen just because of who her dad was and all summer we'd had to see pictures of her all over town. Like everytime somebody had a grand opening or a big furniture sale, there was Melody smiling and waving and handing out buttons.

"Who else?" I asked, despite myself and Paula shrugged.

"That's all I heard," she said. "But you know all the boys are gonna want to have sex with them!"

"No doubt!" Sheila giggled. "Those two are seriously cold!"

"Cold?" I looked at her.

"Like frigid?" Sheila said. "You know…They don't put out for anybody!"

"But they're hot too!" Paula said and I rolled my eyes at the irony.

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"Hey Erin," Tommy Fisher smiled at me in biology class because we had the lab stations right across from each other. We were supposed to be looking in our microscopes, but we were looking at each other instead.

"Hi," I smiled back and two days ago, I would have been wetting my panties. But I wasn't scared of boys anymore and I brushed some blonde hair out of my blue eyes, just for him because he was so cute.

"I heard you were breaking up with that Gary guy,'" he whispered, glancing at our teacher, Mr. Robbins.

"Mmmm…" I shrugged, "…I don't know. Why?"

"Just heard it," he said. "Um…You wanna go out with me sometime?"

"Maybe," I smiled. "Where would we go?"

"I don't know," he smiled back. "What do you like to do?"

"I don't know," I giggled.

I reminded myself that everyone in school knew I'd let Gary fuck me before we'd even gone on our first real date. That had been big news the day before, but now we were breaking up…according to gossip. This was the third guy that morning to ask me out and the first one I'd taken seriously, the other two guys were complete losers!

"We could go see a movie or something," Tommy suggested.

"Yeah," I sighed like that sounded pretty boring. "Or something, I guess."

"Well, what do you like," he asked.

"Mmmm…Maybe we could just sorta…hang out," I said with a little shrug. "Like at your house?"

"My house?" he grinned at me. "There's not much to do there."

"You could think of something for us to do…" I licked my lips. "Like, in your bedroom maybe?"

"In my, uh…Oh…" he blinked at me and his cheeks turned a little pink.

"Just let me know," I told him and then I scrunched up my nose. "But don't take too long, okay?"

"Yeah," he nodded. "Okay."

"I think Gary wants to kiss and make up," I giggled and Tommy frowned at that idea.

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"Erin…" Gary was just coming out of the boys' bathroom as I was going into the girls' and the doors were right next to each other.

"I gotta pee," I told him, and a couple girls giggled as they followed me through the door.

"What's up, Erin?" Heather's reflection smiled at me as she fixed her makeup at one of the sinks. That was pointless! She was already perfect.

"Hi!" I smiled back and found an empty stall.

"Erin…I want to talk to you," Gary's voice echoed through the girls' bathroom and he must have been holding the door open.

"I'm in the bathroom!" I said loudly. "God!"

"I'm sorry about last night!"

"Are you crazy?" I frowned as I sat on the toilet and my bladder had total stage fright all of a sudden.

"Yeah," he admitted. "Kinda! I love you, Erin!"

"Oh jeeze!" I rolled my eyes. "We'll talk about it later!"

"Just don't be mad at me," he whined. "Please?"

"I wasn't mad, okay? I just didn't like it. Now leave me alone!"

"You're not mad?"

"I'm getting mad!"

"I'm sorry!"

"Shut-up!"

"Erin…"

"Gary! Close the door!"

"I love you!"

"I heard you the first time!"

"Look out!" I heard Stacy's voice then.

"In or out, Gary…You gotta pee?" Lisa asked him with a giggle.

"Is he gone?" I asked nobody in particular and Heather giggled.

"Yeah," she said. "He's gone."

"Good," I sighed and then I could finally pee.

"He really loves her, huh?" a girl asked, but I didn't recognize her voice.

"That's kind of romantic," another replied and I giggled.

"Kinda stupid is what it is," Stacy laughed. "Was he a virgin?"

"Yeah," I said, reaching for the toilet paper. "Hey! There's no paper!"

"Idiots," Heather said. "Let that be a lesson to ya, Erin. Don't fuck virgins!"

"I got some," Lisa said. "Unlock the door."

"Justine lied to us," Stacy was saying. "We should have a little talk with her."

"Okay…Ummmm…" I leaned forward and flipped the latch on the stall door.

"A serious talk," Heather agreed. "A slut like her should know better than to lie to me."

"Where's the toilet paper?" I narrowed my eyes at Lisa as the Japanese girl entered the stall and locked the door behind her.

"I lied," she giggled softly, getting on her knees as I blinked at her. "Spread your legs. Hurry up."

"What are you doing?" I whispered.

"I'm gonna clean you up!" she licked her lips and pushed my knees apart.

"But I just peed!" I told her. "Oh!"

"Ummphh mmmph!" Lisa pushed her face between my legs and her tongue was all over my pussy, lapping at my wet slit as I watched.

That just made me even wetter! I sat back against the cinderblock wall and put my hands in her silky, black hair. Her tongue split my thin, pink labia easily and she curled it, tickling my pee hole with the tip and that made me shiver. I had to bite my lip from making too much noise as Heather, Stacy and a few other girls were still out there. Heather and Stacy wouldn't care, of course, but those other girls…

"Ummm…" I closed my eyes as Lisa's tongue flicked rapidly over my tiny clit, bringing chills up my spine as I rocked my hips.

She closed her mouth over the small nub of pink flesh at the top of my slit and started sucking hard. She wanted to make me cum! I felt a finger sliding into me beneath her mouth and the girl finger fucked me while she nursed on my sensitive clit. I could barely breathe and I wanted to scream, but I held it in somehow as she brought me off all too easily.

I fell forward, bent over the girl's head and shoulders, hugging her and kissing her hair as my pussy spasmed wildly. I was creaming all over fingers, two of them now as Lisa pumped my clasping pussy hard and fast to make it that much better. Her thumb was on my clit, mashing it like a super go button and I gasped loudly and then again, unable to hold it in.

"Oh my God…Oh my God…Oh…" I breathed over and over, flushed and shaking my head, trying to focus on Lisa's beautiful oriental face as she straightened up and kissed me.

She held my head and pushed her tangy, cum stained tongue deep into my mouth so that I could taste myself. I licked it clean, swallowing the oily girl goo happily while I came down slowly from my orgasm. She'd made me cum in something like two minutes and Lisa put her fingers to her lips, shushing me with a silent giggle as she let herself out of the stall.

The bell rang and I just looked down at my hairless pussy and rolled my eyes. I was soaked with cum…and I still had no toilet paper!

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"No! Stop it!" I giggled, slapping at Dan's big hand as he walked behind me, tugging at my skirt.

"Come on," Mark said. "It'll be fun!"

"Yeah," Dan agreed. "We just wanna get to know you better."

"I know what you guys want!" I stuck my tongue out at Mark and he grinned at me.

We entered the school cafeteria like that, little fourteen year old me and two big, eighteen year old seniors. They were on the football team and they already had girlfriends, serious ones, you know? A couple of the senior cheerleaders that didn't like me one way or the other, except they'd be royally pissed if they saw their boyfriends flirting with me!

I didn't care! They should be keeping a closer eye on their boyfriends if they didn't want them sniffing around other girls, you know?

"Maybe tomorrow," I told them, getting some pouts and Dan grabbed my ass, really goosing me as a thick finger found my butthole for just a second.

"Promise?" Mark asked me and I laughed at him and slapped Dan's wrist as I wriggled my ass invitingly.

"We'll see…Go away now! I'm gonna sit with my friends." I skipped away as Dan grabbed for me again and I was thinking that boy belonged in a fraternity!

"What was that all about?" Denise wondered as I sat down with her and she was my first, best friend and we always ate together.

"Huh?" I smiled at her and followed her gaze to Mark and Dan as they sat down with a bunch of other football players.

"Those guys," she asked me. "What did they want?"

"Oh," I shrugged. "They wanted me to have lunch with them under the bleachers."

"Really?" she reddened at that and I giggled.

"Yeah," I nodded. "Like a hot sausage lunch!"

"God!" Denise looked down and took a bite of her sandwich.

"Erin!" Stacy grinned at me as she sat down with us and Lisa was right behind her.

"Stacy!" I grinned back at her. "Where's Heather?"

"Ohhh…" Lisa shrugged. "I think she's eating out for lunch!"

"You mean someone's eating her out for lunch!" Stacy giggled.

"Really?" I narrowed my eyes. "Who?"

"I dunno," Lisa smiled at me. "Who's missing?"

"Beats me," I shrugged and I had no idea if they were joking or not. I never did.

"You mean she's…" Denise looked between Lisa and Stacy.

"I don't see Justine," Stacy said, looking around and then she looked at me and wiggled her eyebrows.

"Hmmm…" Lisa nodded.

"Yeah right," Denise swallowed hard.

"Anyway…" Stacy nibbled on a French fry, "…I guess you're not afraid boys anymore, huh?"

"I guess not," I said with a little smile.

"See? I told you it would work," Lisa told Stacy and then looked at Denise. "She didn't believe me."

"Well, I didn't think it would work in a day!" Stacy rolled her eyes. "What did you use?"

"Use for what?" I asked them, but they were ignoring me.

"Rabbit balls," Lisa shrugged, eating her own French fries slowly.

"Rabbit balls?" Denise giggled nervously.

"And?" Stacy leaned across the table. "What else?"

"What are you guys talking about?" I frowned.

"And what?" Lisa made an innocent face. "The usual stuff, you know."

"Noooo…" Stacy shook her head slowly, grinning at Lisa like she knew a secret, "…you used something. What was it?"

"Ummm…Okay," Lisa nodded, sitting back. "I might have used a little peacock blood, but just a drop! I swear!"

"Peacock blood?" Denise looked at me and I shrugged.

"Oh! You didn't!" Stacy made a face. "You did!"

"Well…" Lisa giggled, "…we were in a hurry, right?"

"Yeah," Stacy admitted reluctantly. "But still…"

"And it worked just fine," Lisa smiled at me. "See? She isn't raping doorknobs or anything. She's perfectly okay."

"What?" I blinked at her.

"You haven't fucked any doorknobs," Stacy asked me. "Have you, Erin?"

"No!" I laughed, looking around nervously. "Why would I?"

"Oh! No reason!" Stacy giggled and then shot Lisa a dirty look.

Lisa just ducked her head for a second, like she was sorry, and then smiled at me.

Denise just stared at me and I offered her an apologetic smile. I had weird friends.

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"Erin!" An old Mustang pulled up to the curb as I waited for the bus home and this was like déjà vu all over again.

"I'm waiting for the bus, Gary," I sighed and I'd been totally avoiding him all day after the bathroom scene.

The whole school had been talking about it and I would have been embarrassed if most of the other girls didn't think it was kind of cool. Most of the boys thought he was being a retard though and a lot of guys had been trying to steal me away from Gary. The truth was that no girl in her right mind wanted a boyfriend who was that desperate, you know? I mean, yeah, it was sorta cool, but he was clinging to me like I was his mother or something and most of the girls I'd talked to had told me to dump him.

Poor Gary!

"I'll give you a ride," he told me, leaning across the seats so he could talk through the passenger window.

"I don't want a ride," I said, all too aware of those sixty kids watching and listening to every word. "Remember what happened the last time you gave me a ride home?"

"What?" he frowned at me and there were a lot of whispers as the kids who knew the story told the ones who didn't. "But, Erin…Just…I want to talk, okay?"

"I know what you want," I said, crossing my arms over my breasts. "Just talk to me tomorrow, Gary."

"But…"

"I need some time," I told him reasonably. "You totally abandoned me last night."

"It wasn't my…"

"I could have been raped," I said, nodding my head sadly at the truth of that. "Go home, Gary. I'll think about it."

"Erin…" he looked so depressed I almost changed my mind, but I had to be tough.

"I'll call you later," I promised him.

"Really?" he brightened at that and I nodded.

"Yeah," I smiled at him. "I'll see ya later. The busses are coming."

"Okay!" he nodded and for a second I thought he was going to tell me he loved me again and I was glad when he didn't.

Usually I sat with my friend Rita, but today I sat in the back with Tommy Fisher and Rita didn't mind. She gave me a grin over her shoulder, like "Go for it!"

"What are you going out with that guy for anyway?" Tommy asked me as we waited for the bus to leave and I gave him a frown.

"Don't say that," I told him. "I like Gary a lot."

"Yeah, but…"

"You think I'm gonna like you more if you say stuff like that?"

"No, Erin…I didn't mean it like that."

"Yeah, you did," I sighed and started to get up. "I'm going to sit with Rita."

"Oh, come on!" Tommy grabbed my arm. "I'm sorry. Okay? I'm sorry."

"You sure?" I narrowed my eyes and he nodded.

"Yeah," Tommy said. "Sit down. There's somebody already sitting with her anyway."

"Hmph!" I snorted, sitting back down next to him.

I made him sit there for a minute in silence, trying to think of something clever to tell me, but he was probably afraid of making me mad.

"So…" I finally said, leaning back and slumping down in the seat, "…you think of anything we can do in your bedroom?"

"Ummm…" Tommy nodded and then his eyes got big as I put my right hand on his left thigh.

"Yeah? No?" I gave him a little pout. "Is the question too…hard?"

I slid my hand higher and found his cock right where it was supposed to be. The fifteen year old boy wasn't hard, but I could fix that easy enough and I started massaging his cock through his trousers gently. All the boys wore uniforms, knit slacks and white shirts with ties and suit coats. The pants were thin, dark wool and not heavy like jeans or something. I could definitely feel the shape of Tommy's cock as I squeezed him, wrapping my fingers around the shape and kind of pulling on it.

"Erin…" he swallowed hard and looked around.

Nobody could really see what we were doing, except maybe the two girls sitting in the seat on the opposite side of the bus. They were a couple sophomores and I'd seen them around, but didn't really know them at all. The two boys in the seat in front of us were a couple dorks who played their PSP games non-stop and they always sat together so they could link them. They wouldn't turn around if we were on fire.

"Shhh…" I licked my lips and moved my hand to Tommy's stomach and then slid my fingers under the waistband of his pants.

He was like a lot of kids his age, you know, skinny, and my hands were small and my wrists thin and it wasn't hard at all to get my hand inside his pants. Inside his boxers too and I found Tommy's semi-hard cock, hot and humid and growing harder as I wrapped my fingers around the soft skin. He barely breathed, staring down at my arm where it disappeared and his dark slacks wriggled around as I started jerking the boy off slowly.

"You like it?" I whispered and he nodded.

"Yeah," Tommy breathed.

"We could do stuff like this in your bedroom."

"Uh-huh."

"Other stuff too," I told him, leaning close so I could lick his ear. "Anything you want, probably."

"Ohhh…"

"Your cock feels so good," I sighed. "So big and hard. I want to suck it."

"Erin," he closed his eyes as I bit his earlobe and chewed on it for a second.

"Ever had your cock sucked before?" I asked and he shook his head, taking a ragged breath.

"I'm gonna suck it for you," I told him. "Right here. You want me to?"

"Yeah," he nodded quickly.

"Yeah, what?" I licked his neck. "Tell me what you want, Tommy."

"I want you to suck it."

"Suck what?" I sighed, squeezing his cock as I felt his precum running over my fingers.

"Suck my dick, Erin."

"Alright," I smiled. "Take it out for me."

I pulled my hand out of his pants, grinning at the tent the boy was sporting and I licked my fingers, but precum doesn't taste like much at all. To our left, the two sophomore girls were staring at us and I smiled, showing them a little tongue as Tommy unzipped his pants slowly, trying to be quiet, and pulled his erection free.

"Hmmm…" I grinned at his cock which wasn't very big, but kind of pretty all the same. All pink and circumcised with a smooth, shiny head. I think Tommy's dick might have been like five inches long maybe and not too thick, just really hard as I leaned over to take most of him into my warm, wet mouth.

"Ulp!" Tommy swallowed thickly and lifted his butt off the vinyl seat as soon as he felt my lips around the shaft, pushing nearly all of his teenage cock inside me at once. His hands were on my head, his fingers digging in my blonde hair as it fell around my face, and his cockhead tickled the back of my mouth, making want to gag, but I didn't. I ignored the strange sensation and even liked it. I let him push me all the way down, because that's what the boy wanted, and I could take every inch of him.

The was enough room that I could wriggle my tongue under his cock, even with my mouth full of him. Tommy was like the perfect size or something, but he was only the second guy I'd ever sucked too. I didn't really get to bob my head up and down or whatever, mostly I just kept all of him inside me and washed Tommy's cock with my tongue, sort of swishing spit and precum around it like I was giving him a bath. I swallowed a lot and some of it leaked past the corners of my mouth, spilling around the base of his cock and into his pubic hair.

"Ummm…Uh…Oh!" Tommy shook, like he shivered and gasped after only a minute, maybe two.

His cock seemed to swell for just a second, growing even thicker between my lips and then he started cumming hard and fast! Hot boy cum filled my mouth with rapid spurts that really did make me gag, just because Tommy was really holding my head down. He wouldn't let me up for anything, even though I was coughing semen around his dick, making a big mess on his pants. My cheeks bulged outwards and my eyes watered and my face was turning red. I took a couple big swallows of his cum, but it wasn't easy and I thought I was gonna drown in the stuff!

Tommy came a lot too and by the time he relaxed and realized I couldn't hardly breathe, I was kinda ready to slap him for being an asshole about it. I pulled my flushed face off his still hard and weakly spurting dick, with semen running down my chin and my lips feeling bruised and limp, and I just sucked air! I swallowed thickly, tasting his cum and I liked it more than I had at that frat party. Tommy tasted kind of salty-sweet, more creamy than gooey, and I would have swallowed all his cum if he hadn't forced me down like he had.

"You jerk," I breathed, giving him a dirty look and Tommy was all smiles.

"That was great," he breathed. "Oh man! That was awesome!"

"Shut-up! I giggled and my anger just went away because it was pretty cool seeing the look on his face. "I couldn't even breathe or anything."

"Oh," he blinked at me, realizing what I was saying. "I couldn't help it. That was the best! God! Erin, that was…Awesome!"

"Shhh…" I grinned and licked my lips, wiping my face with my fingers and looking around.

The sophomore girls were grinning back at me, whispering and giggling. A couple other kids in the seat in front of them could almost see what was going on, two boys Dalen and Carl, and they were sophomores as well, fifteen or maybe sixteen years old. Cute, but shy and mostly they just smiled at me a lot. They were smiling now as they took in my red face and Tommy's happy grin. The rest of the bus was normal and the two Gameboy geeks in front of us hadn't noticed a thing. Losers.

"You don't have to worry," Tommy was telling me as he put his cock back inside his pants, "I won't tell anybody, Erin."

"Okay," I shrugged and laughed at that, just because the whole school would know by lunchtime tomorrow, whether he told anyone or not.

"That was so awesome," he said again and I nodded. "That was the best thing ever. Jesus! Can we do it again sometime?"

"Yeah," I said. "Just don't push me down next time."

"Oh," he blinked at me, nodding quickly.

"All you gotta do is, like…hold my hair kinda, cause it gets in my face."

"Okay. Yeah, I will," he smiled. "I'm sorry."

"Alright," I giggled. "And don't cum so fast either!"

"This is so cool," Tommy said and he couldn't stop smiling. He put his arm around me and I made a little face.

"What are you doing?" I asked him.

"Um…You're my girlfriend now," he looked at me. "Right?"

"No," I said, giggling at the look on his face. "I'm Gary's girlfriend."

"But you…" he blinked at me.

"I just wanted to suck you," I shrugged. "It doesn't mean anything."

"It doesn't?" he almost frowned. "But we're going out and stuff now."

"What?" I shook my head. "I can't go out with you, Tommy."

"Why?"

"Cause you don't even have a car for one thing," I giggled. "This was just for fun."

"Oh."

"It was fun, right?"

"Yeah!" he nodded. "But, I thought…"

"So just relax," I said, grabbing his hand, the one around my shoulder and pulling on it so he had to hold me closer.

"Okay," he said, but I don't think Tommy was really happy to find out I wasn't going to be his new girlfriend just because I'd sucked his dick.

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Mom came home early for a change. I'd always thought she worked until seven, but apparently she only worked until five and then went to some downtown bar. According to Heather, she'd let a guy pick her up after work, take her to some hotel or whatever, fuck him real quick and then come home to fix my dinner. That had seemed so bizarre that I hadn't really believed it at first, but now I did. I mean, I wouldn't have minded fucking Tommy in the back of that bus. Seriously. That would have felt really good after a long, boring day at school and probably Mom felt the same way.

"Hi Erin," Mom smiled at me from the doorway of my bedroom and I smiled back at her, looking over my shoulder.

"Hey Mom." I kicked my legs a little because I was laying on my tummy, just wearing that silver thong Stacy had given me, and doing my homework.

"Where did you get those?" she asked, walking over and sitting on the bed beside me.

"Get what?"

"Those panties," she said, reaching for the stretchy nylon where it emerged from between my butt cheeks and pinching it.

"Ow!" I made a face and giggled as she snapped it against my skin. "Stacy gave them to me. Pretty cool, huh?"

"Who's Stacy?"

"A friend of mine," I shrugged. "She's one of Heather's best friends."

"Oh," Mom nodded and I sorta hoped she'd want to talk about Heather, but she started digging in her purse instead.

"What's that?"

"Plan-B," Mom said with a serious look on her face as she held up a small plastic bag with the Rx pharmacy thing printed on it.

"Plan-B?" I gave her a curious smile.

"The morning after pill," she told me. "And next Tuesday you have an appointment with Dr. Samuels at four, so I'll pick you up at school."

"Oh," I nodded. "For birth control pills, right?"

"Yeah," Mom nodded, opening the plastic bag and removing a box.

I closed my homework and sat up on the bed, crossing my legs Indian style as Mom read the directions. It looked kind of complicated, which seemed funny because there were only two pills in that big box, mostly it was all paper and Mom was reading it carefully.

"That was, um…Tuesday night when you had sex?" she asked me and I nodded.

"The first time," I said. "Yeah."

"The first time?" she narrowed her eyes at me and I blushed, giving her a guilty smile.

"I sorta had sex last night too."

"I see," Mom sighed, but at least she didn't ask me with who or how many. That might have been pretty bad! She just assumed it had been Gary doing me in his car again. "Did he use a condom?"

"Ummm…" I shook my head.

"You've got to be smart, remember?"

"Yeah," I agreed. "Sorry."

She went back to reading and basically, what it all boiled down to was that since I was perfectly healthy and didn't suffer from fifty kinds of diseases and wasn't already pregnant and didn't need a liver transplant or anything, I had to take the yellow pill first.

"…and then tomorrow morning, you take the blue one," Mom told me, watching as I took the pill in the kitchen, swallowing it with a glass of water.

"Okay," I nodded.

"Don't forget, Erin."

"I won't," I promised, knowing she'd probably be there to make sure I took it anyway.

"I don't want to be a grandmother before I turn thirty!"

"That would be weird!" I giggled, but Mom barely smiled, since she wasn't even twenty-nine yet and I was probably ovulating!

"You, uh…" she pursed her lips, "…You only have one boyfriend, right?"

"Yeah," I nodded. "Why?"

"I mean, your friends…Heather…she's not making you do anything," Mom asked me slowly. "Is she?"

"Making me do what?"

"At school," she licked her lips nervously. "You know, you can tell me anything. I won't be mad, Erin."

"I know."

"You don't have to be afraid of anything," she said and I giggled.

"What do you mean?"

"I just mean…" Mom cleared her throat, "…if someone, uh…knew something about you. A secret or…something, um…Whatever it is, I wouldn't be mad."

"You mean, is Heather like…blackmailing me?" I asked with a confused smile and Mom was nodding.

"Is she?"

"No!" I rolled my eyes. "She's just my friend."

"Okay."

"But you know her, right?" I asked, feeling strange at having this conversation in the kitchen, just standing there in a silver thong and nothing else.

"I think so," Mom nodded and I shook my head.

"What does that mean?" I frowned. "It's like you do or you don't, Mom."

"It's not that simple," she said, making no sense at all.

"She said you played the game at school," I said, licking my lips and feeling warm all over. "She said, uh…you won."

"The game?" Mom blinked at me and her face was pink. "You know about that?"

"Tag?" I shrugged. "Sort of…Heather told me you asked her about it."

"I asked what?"

"If I was going to play," I narrowed my eyes. "You know I'm one of the girls, right?"

"No," Mom stared at me and I almost smiled, but I was really confused.

"Yeah," I nodded. "Um, it's gonna start on Monday, I think. She really wants me to do it, so…"

"You want to play?" Mom asked and I shrugged.

"Well…yeah!" I giggled. "Why wouldn't I? It sounds like fun."

"Do you know…"

"What it is? Yeah. Just sex, right? Like do as many boys as I can?" I smiled at her and the only reason I wasn't totally scared was because I knew my mom had played.

"Yeah," she nodded. "But…you can't use any birth control."

"I know!" I laughed and rolled my eyes. "That's so weird, huh? I heard all five girls got pregnant last year. Nora Hanson had a baby and…"

"That's when I got pregnant," she cut me off, looking into my eyes. "With you, Erin. When I was in the game."

"Yeah," I nodded. "I sorta figured that out, Mom."

"Oh," she looked worried. "You're not…mad or anything?"

"Mad about what?" I asked her seriously. "That you don't even know who my dad is?"

"Yeah."

"I don't care," I said, giving my mom a hug because it looked like she really needed one! "I never had a dad anyway. I don't need one, Mom. I love you."

"I love you too, Erin." She held my tightly and kissed my hair. "I love you more than anything else in the world."

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Ding-Dong

The doorbell rang just as I was loading the dishwasher after our early dinner. Usually we ate kind of late, so it was nice being able sit down at a more normal time like six o'clock. I'd put on a t-shirt, just because it would kind of strange eating taco salad with my tits hanging out, even though I think Mom sorta liked them. I'd caught her looking at my big, puffy nipples and she'd even pinched one, just to tease me while we fixed our salad.

I'd sort of hoped we could talk more about the game, but Mom seemed kind of unhappy with that subject and wanted to talk about other, boring stuff…like how it was time for me to do my chores, since I'd been neglecting them. I was supposed to do laundry and the vacuuming and dusting, that stuff, but I'd been spending too much time with my new friends and Mom didn't really nag, but she was reminding me, you know.

Life goes on.

"I'll get it," Mom said, since she was dressed and I wasn't going to answer the door in a thong!

It was probably some insurance salesmen. They'd been hitting the neighborhood and liked to come around after dinner for some reason, probably because they could catch all the men when they came home from work. The women too, since most of them worked as well. There were a lot of young couples in our neighborhood, buying their first house or whatever, and a lot of little kids. Not too many teenagers though and that kind of sucked because all my friends lived a long ways away. I probably could have made good money babysitting, but I was totally not into that!

"Hell…Oh!" I heard Mom sort of gasp softly as she opened the door.

"Hi, Brandy," Heather giggled. "Can Erin come out and play with me?"

"Heather!" Mom definitely gasped that time!

"Of course," Heather said. "Aren't you going to kiss me?"

"But…" Mom started saying something, but she was cut off suddenly and I looked around the corner to see them kissing!

Heather had her hands on my mom's ass, squeezing her through the business skirt she'd worn to work, while Mom's arms were around the girl's neck. That was a serious kiss! I could hear the soft sounds, like moans and the whispered swishing of tongues playing against each other as Mom tilted her head, moving around to keep their open mouths sealed tightly.

I blinked and blushed as Heather's blue eyes suddenly opened and she stared at me while she tongue fucked my mother. A second later Mom pulled away with a deep, ragged breath and Heather was smiling, licking her lips as she let my mom go. I didn't move at all as Heather walked up to me, taking me in her arms and I shivered with pleasure when her tongue darted between my lips. We kissed deeply for several minutes and I had my eyes closed, but I knew Mom was watching us and that made it even better somehow.

"Go get dressed," Heather told me. "We're gonna go to Stacy's."

"We are?' I blinked at her, catching my breath and glancing at my mom.

"They're having a little party," Heather grinned at me. "Dress sexy."

"Heather…" Mom looked totally confused, still standing there with the front door wide open.

"You want to come along, Brandy?" Heather asked her. "It'll be fun."

"…you haven't changed," Mom said. "You haven't changed at all."

"Hurry up!" Heather told me, ignoring my mom and giving me a spank on my bare butt.

I wanted to find out what Mom was talking about, but Heather was in a hurry and for whatever reason, I always wanted to do whatever she told me to. She slapped my butt again and I giggled, hopping away and then walking down the hall, giving my butt an extra wiggle as I smiled at Heather over my shoulder and stuck my tongue out at her.

"Dress sexy," I sighed with a smile, digging through my clothes quickly. I knew Mom and Heather were talking and I wanted to know what they were saying to each other!

Heather was wearing a black mini-skirt, a leather one, with a red silk blouse just sheer enough to see that she wasn't wearing a bra. Some black stockings and serious heels, like three inches or something, and I wished I had something cool to wear like that. God! Heather was so beautiful and it made me frown just because my clothes were all boring. Being just fourteen, I didn't have a lot of sexy clothes. If I wore something sexy, you know, it was mostly by accident, not by design.

I figured tight was sexy though, and small too, so I looked for clothes that barely fit me and I found a pink halter top that said "Superstar!" in silver glitter and that had been pretty cool was I'd been twelve and flat as a board. Now I had some nice little boobs going on and I pulled that halter on with a little grunt as it stretched over my tits and around my back. It pulled my breasts almost flat against my chest, but my nipples were popping out so hard and obvious, I figured that had to be seriously sexy!

I left the silver thong on, because it seemed to go so well with the glitter on my top, and I covered it up with my old skirt from eighth grade. My uniform back then was a lot like the one I wore to Lourdes, except the skirt was plaid in black and red, pleated of course, and way too short for me! God! It barely covered my butt and if I lifted the front even an inch, my thong covered pussy was right there! That had to be sexy too, right? I giggled at myself in the mirror and I didn't brush my long blonde hair, I just sorta fluffed it out with my fingers, wanting it sorta wild and tangled and looking like I'd just fallen out of bed.

I didn't bother with socks, but just put on a pair of pink Chuck Taylors that were almost brand new and totally awesome, except I hardly ever got to wear them. Mom had thought I was crazy because they were pink! I put some pink lipstick on, mostly because that was the only color I had. I didn't have a lot of makeup at all and what I did was mostly kid stuff, but the pink looked good and went with everything else, so I was lucky. I wasn't sure if I looked really sexy or not though, but I hoped so. I looked like a slut, that was for sure! I mean, if I saw some girl walking around the mall looking like I did just then? "Oh my God! What a slut!" That's what I'd be thinking and everyone else too, probably.

"Erin!" Mom blinked at me as I walked into the living room, swinging my little purse and smiling.

"How do I look?" I asked her, or Heather mostly as I smiled shyly at the girl.

"Totally!" Heather grinned at me.

"Totally?" I blushed and Mom was nodding.

"Totally slutty," Heather said. "Give Mommy a kiss, we're late."

"Is this okay, Mom?" I asked and for any other girl in the world, that would have been the dumbest question ever!

But I wasn't any other girl and my mom was an even bigger slut than I was and we both knew it!

"Yeah," she swallowed hard and glanced at Heather. "You look very, um…"

"I know!" I giggled, bending over to kiss my mom as she sat on the sofa. Heather was behind me and I knew she was getting a real good look at my barely covered pussy and my little pink butthole as the thong tried to cover it.

My heart was thumping and my tummy tingling and I had goosebumps just because I was so excited for some reason. I can't explain it, but dressing like that, like a real slut for the very first time in my life, it just felt like I was finally me! The real me, you know? I was supposed to look like this and I knew it and Mom knew it too as I kissed her on the lips and even tickled her a little with my tongue. I swear! I licked between my Mom's lips and they opened right up for me! I could have Frenched her out easy, but I didn't. I just teased her and she was smiling up at me.

"Have fun," she breathed and I nodded happily.

One thing about my mom, she'd never been a hypocrite!

"Bye Brandy," Heather said and she did give Mom some tongue and I watched as the girl grabbed my mom's left breast through her blouse and gave it a hard squeeze.

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We rode in Heather's Corvette and I'd borrowed Mom's big leather jacket, the one some no-name guy had left by accident after spending the night. It was a nice one and way too big for me, but it looked cool anyhow and I was glad to have it because Heather had the top down and it was a little chilly!

"You had sex with my mom, huh?" I asked her, figuring Heather wouldn't mind since it was so obvious.

"Oh yeah!" she laughed, tossing her head as the wind whipped her blonde hair around her face. "That little girl knows how to fuck!"

"Little girl?" I grinned at her.

"Well, she used to be," Heather shrugged. "Just like you!"

"You mean in her picture," I said with a nod. "Where did you find that?"

"Find it?" she gave me a quizzical look. "Brandy gave it to me."

"Well, yeah," I agreed. "I saw the writing, but why would she give you an old school picture?"

"What?" Heather laughed again. "It wasn't old when she gave it to me, Erin."

"What do you mean?"

"You saw the back, huh?" Heather ignored my question with a smile. "You little snoop!"

"I was just looking," I giggled. "What, um…Why does it have a 62 written on the back? With a heart around it?"

"Oh! That was her score," she said. "In the game, you know?"

"My mom had sex with 62 guys?" I blinked at her and Heather nodded.

"More than that probably," she told me. "There's always some guys trying to cheat."

"Cheat?"

"Yeah, see…the guys have to pay to play," Heather explained. "The girls play for free, but not the guys."

"So…what?" I blinked at her. "They're prostitutes?"

"No!" she made a face at me and then giggled. "Not really. Mostly we just do it to keep the guys down to a minimum."

"A minimum?"

"Yeah, like if any guy could fuck you anytime they wanted…" she rolled her eyes, "…God! You'd spend the whole time on your back!"

"So you charge the guys money so they'll not fuck so much?"

"Exactly!" Heather nodded. "How many fifteen year old boys have a hundred bucks laying around?"

"A hundred?" I laughed. "No way!"

"Inflation," she shrugged. "It goes up a little every few years."

"It does?"

"When your mom played it was only fifty," Heather told me. "But nowadays? Fifty bucks is a videogame. You're worth more than a videogame, right?"

"Who gets the money?" I asked her and she grinned at me.

"Who do you think?"

"You!" I laughed.

"Me?" Heather laughed as well. "Nope! What do I need money for?"

"Well…" I narrowed my eyes at her, "…who gets it?"

"The principal usually," she said. "Greedy bastards. Sometimes we save a little for the girls, you know, but it all depends on what the principal wants to do."

"No way!" I shook my head. "You mean Father Stevens is in on it?"

"Heh!" Heather looked at me. "He's gonna be in you too, come Monday."

"What do you mean?"

"What do you think I mean?" she snorted. "Father Stevens gets first shot at all the sluts and I know he likes you, Erin."

"He does?" I stared at her, trying to believe what she was telling me.

"You're all he ever talks about," she nodded. "It's pretty annoying too."

"Why?"

"You think I like being called Erin while some guy's fucking me?"

"What?"

"It would almost be insulting," Heather said with a sigh and then a smile, "if you weren't so cute."

"Oh!"

"Anyway," Heather said as she pulled into the apartment complex, "nobody outside of the school is going to know anything and everyone inside the school will be enjoying the game, so…"

"What do you mean?" I asked her. "People are going to know something's going on…Aren't they?"

"Not until after we're long gone!" Heather laughed as we go out of her car.

"But…Why?" I frowned. "I mean, how can you keep it a secret if the whole school knows?"

"Magic!" she said, taking me by the hand. "That reminds me…"

"What?" I looked up at her, biting my lip as we approached the gates.

"How would you like to be fourteen…" Heather used a key to let us in.

"I am fourteen!" I giggled.

"…forever?" she finished, giving me a grin as I blinked at her.

"There they are!" Lisa yelled happily before I could answer.

"Hey! About time!" Stacy called out and there was a real party going on!

Music was playing, some guys were cooking something on a big barbecue grill, and there were coolers with beer and sodas, liquor bottles on the plastic tables around the swimming pool. There must have been fifty people there, mostly guys it looked like, but a few girls too, or women I should say. Everyone was older, in their twenties and thirties, except for the four of us. Nobody seemed to mind though and a lot of guys were smiling at me as Heather walked us around the path towards the pool.

The night was cool, too cool for driving around in an open convertible, but not too bad for hanging out and having fun. Stacy wore a pair of short-shorts, purple ones, and a big white sweatshirt that said "Virgin" across her tits with a big cherry beneath. She looked gorgeous, as always, and the white really set off her olive complexion. I mostly melted in her mouth when she Frenched me in front of everybody for a good half minute or so.

Lisa kissed me too and she wore brown leather pants that were falling so far down her hips that we all knew she wasn't wearing any underwear. I could see the swell of her shaved sex above the zipper, you know? And for a top, the Japanese girl wore a black, lace bra and a small black leather jacket that she didn't bother to close at all. Lisa was just as sexy as Stacy, but in a different way.

"Cute outfit!" Lisa sighed and she'd been playing with my butt while we kissed with like a dozen guys watching and laughing. I felt like I was in one of those Girls Gone Wild videos they advertise on TV late at night.

"Where'd Heather go?" I wondered, looking around and not finding her, but Lisa was busy introducing me.

"This is Lance and Terry and…Oh! Watch out for Terry, he's got like a nine inch cock! It's monster!" Lisa giggled. "And this is Phil, but we call him Fill with an F and this is Hank and that's Jackson, he's a registered sex offender, by the way…"

"I thought she was eighteen," he shrugged, looking me up and down like I was a Hostess Ho-Ho. "You're eighteen, I can tell!"

"Me?" I giggled.

"Just say yes," Lisa said. "And over here…"

"Yes!" I stuck my tongue out at the guy as he rubbed the bulge in his jeans.

"…this is Debbie and she's not gay, but she'll let you go down on her when she gets drunk…"

"Hey!" the woman made a face and then shrugged, taking a drink of her beer.

"…and her roommate, Casey Jones…"

"I like to pull trains," she giggled. "My real name's Karen. Nice to meet you."

"…And the black guy is Bob and the Chinese guy is his girlfriend…"

"I'm Malaysian," he said. "Call me Candy."

"Uhhh…" I shrugged because I'd never seen a guy wearing a dress before.

"…And Frank and his twin brother Matt…"

"We'll answer to either one," one of them said and they were totally identical, at least to me.

"And this is…What's your name?" Lisa frowned at a guy who was cooking some kind of long, curled up sausage thing on the grill.

"Steve," he said. "I just moved in today."

"Oh," I nodded and by that time I was pretty dizzy anyway.

We'd met others as well, a lot of them just waving at us or smiling, but busy talking to their friends or dancing or just getting drunk. A few couples were sitting off, guys and their girlfriends, making out or just making plans, who knows? It was all pretty cool, especially since I was getting a lot of attention. Some of the guys were really good looking too! Wow! Some of them weren't, but I didn't hold it against them either. Personality counts for a lot and everyone was being friendly.

"You're really sweet, you know that?" one of the twins whispered in my left ear and his fingertip was rubbing a tiny circle around my left nipple through my halter.

"Your making my balls hurt," the other twin whispered in my right ear and he had his hand inside my right thigh, stroking and squeezing me nicely.

"I am?" I breathed, giggling softly and I had my hands wrapped around their cocks as we sat on one of the picnic tables facing the pool.

I wasn't exactly sure how I'd ended up with them, but I wasn't complaining. They were thirty years old and dressed like cowboys, with jeans and western shirts and real snakeskin boots. Big belt buckles too! We'd gotten those out of the way in a hurry though and now I had identical seven inch cocks in my fists and I was jerking them off slowly while they whispered sweet nothings in my ear.

"Climb up here…" the one on my right said, pulling me up easily because those guys were big and healthy, rugged looking too, the way cowboys should be.

"Oh!" I gasped and giggled as he pulled me onto his lap.

I straddled his hips with my knees while he held my butt with one hand and pulled my halter up with the other. He played with my tits roughly, really mauling them with a large calloused hand, while his fingers dug deep between my round, pale butt cheeks to find my asshole and ready pussy. I moaned loudly and the party was going strong around us, but I didn't care. It felt really great being held by a guy who was easily twice as big as I was! Maybe three times bigger, like he was a giant, and I pulled his face to my tits so he could lick and suck and chew on my burning nipples.

His cock stood straight up and it wasn't very difficult for the man to find my hole with it. He practically ripped my thong off, pulling the stretchy nylon way over to the side, and rubbed his cock all over my humid sex until I was squirming and begging him breathlessly to put it inside me. I arched my back and bit my bottom lip as his cockhead split my labia and then stretched my tender young cunt. He pulled me down quickly, before I was really ready for him, and I groaned and winced at the sensation of his cock driving balls deep all at once.

"Sloooow…God! Ow…Ohhh…" I breathed, panting as I just sat on his dick for a few seconds, getting used to having a man inside me again.

"Jesus! You're a tight little bitch!" he said. "You ever fucked before?"

"Yeah, but…Uh!" I made a face as he rocked his hips. "Not very much."

"Shit. We'll have to fix that," his brother said, sitting next to us and drinking from a bottle of beer.

"Yeah," he agreed. "Gonna fix that right…now!"

"Ugh!" I gasped again and wrapped my arms around his neck as the man grabbed my butt with both hands and started moving me up and down on his dick.

"Fuck yeah," the brother watching chuckled. "Riding bareback now, huh?"

"She's sweet as hell in there!" the other said, grunting as he'd lift me up and then lift his hips to meet me when I came back down.

After a minute or two it wasn't uncomfortable at all. My pussy was soaked and I felt my first orgasm building hot inside my tummy. I clutched the man tightly, telling him to fuck me hard and faster, to make me cum all over his big cock. I'd started moving with him and after a couple minutes he wasn't moving at all, but just holding my hips while I bounced happily on his prick.

"Look at her go!" someone said.

"What slut!" another guy chuckled.

"You weren't kidding," a third man said and Stacy answered him.

"I told you," she giggled. "Erin can't say no to a hard cock!"

Perhaps a dozen people had gathered around us, mostly men, but Stacy was there and at least one of the other women. They were all talking about me, laughing and having a good time while a fourteen year old slut fucked herself silly. I was cumming hard and I didn't care what anyone thought of me. My cunt was wrapped around the man's cock like a baby's mouth nursing a long, thick pacifier and all I really wanted was the milk! I was grinding my pussy and squeezing him, massaging that beautiful cock with my soft pussy muscles while my orgasms rocked my senses.

"Cum inside me…Oh! God! I'm gonna cum again!" I moaned. "Cum…I wanna feel it! Fuck me!"

"Okay, baby…Okay…" he breathed, "…You want to feel it? Want my cum, bitch?"

"Yessss…" I hissed between my teeth and I was on the edge of my best orgasm yet. All I needed was a little push and then…"

"Ugh! Take it, slut!" he said with a groan, pulling me down hard as his cock erupted deep in my clasping sex.

I met God. He's a pretty nice guy, really. I just wished he'd stop bonking me on the head with that big cotton candy hammer of His. I was cumming lights out, just jerking in the man's arms as my pussy spasmed around him, sucking the sperm out of his balls and into my womb. Our cum was all mixed up inside me and I could feel it. The best feeling in the world, kind of a vague, indistinct warmth spreading through my cunt and around the man's throbbing penis. I never wanted it to end.

"Next rider!" the other brother said and I just blinked at him, smiling like a retard as he pulled me onto his lap and fed his cock to my cum-filled pussy.

He'd turned me around though, so I was facing the little crowd of spectators cheering me on. I giggled with my legs spread wide and he pulled my back against his chest, wrapping his arms around my tummy and tits while we fucked. My hairless pussy looked fat and puffy around the cock inside me and I stared at my labia as they were pushed inside so that I just had a chubby slit impaled on a thick penis. And then he'd pull back out so that my lips scraped the milky fuck juices off his long shaft and it ran down my thighs and butt and stained his jeans.

We fucked for a good five minutes, maybe more, and I had two more cums. The best one was at the end when his orgasm set off mine like a pleasure bomb in my belly. I rocked his cock hard, helpless to do anything else as I took my second load of man cum that night. At least they were nice enough to let me come down a little afterwards, and the guy kissed my flushed cheeks and damp hair. I was hot all over and sticky with sweat and it felt so good being held by a big, strong man with his hard cock still drooling semen inside my over-filled cunt.

Someone else wanted me next and this was why I was there, I realized. Nobody else seemed to be doing any fucking except me and I was going to be the evening's entertainment for Lisa and Stacy's neighbors. I didn't mind. One of my friends stayed close to me all night, even making out with me once in awhile while some guy I didn't even know fucked me. I didn't know any of the men and probably I never would, at least not in any meaningful way. But I knew Stacy and Lisa and they were happy and that's all that mattered. If they wanted me to fuck? I'd do all the fucking they wanted.

That's what a slut does, right?

 

        Tag Erin: Chapter 4