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The Gathering
by Beckyjo (beckyjo@canada.com)
***
Becky goes to a party where she meets four guys who
blackmail her into letting them do what they want to
her. (M+/F-teen, reluc, 1st, alcohol, blkmail, orgy)
***
My name is Becky. I am a little older now, but when I
was a junior in high school, there was an event that
occurred in my life, that would cause me to change who
I was forever. First, a little background on my part. I
was 16, soon to be turning 17.
I was (and still am) 5'3" tall. I have shoulder length,
straight, strawberry blonde hair and blue eyes. I was
athletic. I played volleyball and softball during
childhood and throughout high school. I had somewhat
thick thighs and calves, but I was not fat.
I reached puberty at an early age, and by the time I
was 16, I was wearing a 36C bra and size 6 panties (due
to my wide hips). By this time, I have had sex a couple
of times, and even tried oral sex a couple of times,
although I really could have used some instructions on
both. Now, on to the "event" I know you've been dying
to read about.
It was early December and all of us were at the high
school football game. Word got to me about a party that
was going on at a guy named Jeff's house after the
game, and a lot of people were suppose to be there. I
never really considered myself part of the 'in-crowd',
but I had grown up with a lot of people who were. I was
dressed sort of plain that night, more concerned about
staying warm than I was about my looks. I had on a grey
hooded sweatshirt and one of my favorite pair of blue
jeans.
Yes, I did have on a bra under my sweatshirt – and yes,
I did have on panties under my jeans. I was wearing
white socks and tennis shoes, just in case you were
wondering. Anyway, back to the story. So the game
ended, and I got in my car and followed some of the
football players out to the party. When we finally got
there, I realized it was pretty much out in the middle
of nowhere.
There was a long dirt road leading up to the house, and
cars were lined on both sides of the road. I found a
place to park and walked up to the house. Once inside,
I found a couple of people that I knew, and after being
given a cup of beer from the keg, began to hang out and
talk about everyday stuff. To fast forward a little, I
don't know exactly how many cups of beer I had (it
doesn't take many to get me drunk), or whether anyone
put anything in my alcohol, but I was feeling better
than good.
Although the room was spinning now and then, I still
managed to make my way through the house without
bumping into too many walls. I asked a group of four
guys where the bathroom was, and they told me it was
upstairs. As I made my way upstairs, I didn't realize
that I was followed by the same group of older guys. I
finally found the bathroom, and when I came out, my
head was really spinning. Looking back on it now, it
must have been from sitting down in the bathroom and
then standing back up again.
One of the guys that I recognized from downstairs met
me in the hallway. He commented on how good I was
looking that night, and then leaned down and kissed me
on the lips. My inhibitions were out the window as I
returned the kiss. He leaned down and kissed me again,
longer this time, our tongues dancing in my mouth. We
broke the kiss and he pulled me into a dark bedroom.
We started making out again, and I could feel his hands
roaming on the outside of my clothes as he squeezed my
ass before running his hands up my sides and kneading
my tits through my sweatshirt. My panties were getting
wet from the attention I was getting and I had no
conscience telling me right from wrong, or alarms going
off in my head. My only thought was how good it felt
and the attention I was getting. I felt his hand on my
bare stomach as his hand made his way inside of my
sweatshirt and began moving higher. A small moan
escaped my lips as he cupped my bra covered tit and
gave it a squeeze before massaging it with his big
hands.
As we continued kissing, he began walking me backwards
until I felt the mattress bump into the back of my
legs. He pressed against me, causing he and I to both
fall onto the bed. We continued kissing for a while
longer, his hands exploring, touching my skin. He broke
the kiss and began planting kisses on my cheek, kissing
his way to my ear and then my neck.
His hands continued roaming my body until I felt him
grab a hold of the bottom of my sweatshirt and begin
sliding it up my stomach. He kept moving it higher and
higher until it was between my bra and my neck. He
placed his hands behind me and lifted me up so that I
was sitting up on the bed. I unashamedly raised my
hands over my head as he pulled my sweatshirt off,
before his hands reached around me and unhooked my bra.
He threw them both in a pile on the floor as I fell
back onto the comforter.
He began planting kisses on my stomach, kissing his way
up my body until his mouth reached my hard nipples. He
took my left tit in his hand just before I felt the
warmth of his mouth cover my nipple. He swirled his
tongue around it, sucked on it, and then nibbled
lightly on the bud causing me to toss my head from side
to side, enjoying the sensations coursing through my
body. He released his lock on my left tit and began
focusing on the right one.
I was gripping the sheets by now, loving the attention
my body was getting. He kissed his way down my stomach
and I felt his fingers fumbling with the button on my
jeans. He got the button undone and grabbed a hold of
each side of the waistband of my jeans. I involuntarily
kicked off my tennis shoes before lifting my hips off
of the mattress. He had a hold of both waistbands, my
jeans and my panties, as he slid them down my hips,
past my knees, and off my legs before adding them to
the pile on the floor.
I was down to only my white socks as he kissed his way
back up my thighs before planting his face between my
shamelessly parted legs. I groaned out loud as his
tongue began worming its way past my puffy, engorged,
parted labia. He licked his way from the bottom to the
top before focusing near my clit. I bit my lip as I
felt a finger slide into my tight, slippery twat. He
was laying on his left side now, my clit in his mouth,
his left hand on my right tit, and a finger from his
right hand wiggling inside of my pussy. I gripped the
comforter tight in my hands as my orgasm raged through
me and I came on his finger – my breasts heaving and my
body feeling all warm and tingly.
He removed his finger from my twat and wiped it on the
inside of my leg. It took a little work on my part, but
I managed to sit up on my own as he was pulling his
shirt up over his head. I didn't notice the small, red
flashing light in the corner of the room as I was more
focused on getting his pants undone. I eventually got
them undone, with a little help from him, and slid them
down his thighs. When I sat back up, my head was
spinning again, and I placed my hands on his hips to
steady myself.
He told me to open my mouth, and I did, as I felt his
cock slide past my lips and into my mouth. He placed
his hand on the back of my head and began slowly
sliding his cock in and out of my mouth. I was doing my
best to breath out my nose as I cradled his cock with
my tongue. He began to pick up the pace, literally
pulling my head onto his cock, as he began to fuck my
face with each thrust.
I almost threw up a couple of times as his cock jammed
against the back of my throat. He released his grip on
the back of my head as his cock came out of my mouth
and he pushed me down onto the bed. He quickly made his
way between my thighs and forcefully pushed his cock in
me, all the way to the base. Like I said before, I had
sex before this point, but it had been a while, and his
cock was definitely bigger than his finger that was in
me earlier, and I thought I was being torn in two.
The pain soon subsided and we began building up a
rhythm. I could hear the audible squishing sounds as he
was hitting all the right places inside of my pussy. I
felt his cock expanding as the head began pulling on
the walls of my twat, making it feel that much better.
It was as though I could feel every definition and vein
in his cock as he continued fucking me. I began moaning
and cursing as my orgasm hit me and I came with a
scream.
The slurping sounds of his cock in my twat seemed loud
to me as he began grunting and I felt his cock pulsing
as he came. His cock continued twitching as I began
feeling all warm inside. He collapsed on top of me
before soon pulling out and rolling over – and off the
bed. I laid there all sweaty with cum leaking out of my
pussy as I began hearing other voices in the room. I
didn't really think much of it until the light came on
above the bed.
I blinked and covered my eyes as I tried in vain to
focus in my intoxicated state of euphoria. I finally
was able to open my eyes and I could see the other guys
that were downstairs earlier in the evening. They
introduced themselves. I found out that Mark was the
guy who had fucked me.
Jeff was the one in the chair across the room. Jason
was the one nearest the closet. And Brian was the one
with the video camera. They told me that they had video
taped the whole incident with Brian's parents' camera –
with the night vision capabilities. I didn't believe
them, so they showed me a portion of it. They said that
if I didn't let them have their way with me, they were
going to give the tape to my parents, and sell a copy
to people at school.
I was willing to do anything so that my parents and
friends couldn't find out. They liked the sound of
that. The remaining three guys got naked while Mark
held the video camera. Jeff walked to the edge of the
bed and after pulling me into an upright position,
ordered me to suck his cock. I took his cock in my hand
and then in my mouth as I began bobbing my head up and
down on his shaft. He reached down and began massaging
my nipples and tits, causing my pussy to defy me and
feel tingly all over again. He pushed me down onto the
bed and then ordered me to get on my hands and knees.
I did as I was told and I felt the bed move behind me
as I knew what was coming next. Jeff grabbed a hold of
my left hip with his hand as he used his right hand to
find the entrance of my twat. He put the head in before
grabbing my right hip with his right hand and slamming
his cock home in my slippery, cum filled hole. I
grunted at the intrusion as the sounds of his thighs
against my ass were audible throughout the room. He
held tightly onto my hips as I laid my head down on the
comforter.
Brian walked over and lifted my head up off of the
mattress and ordered me to suck his cock. I opened my
mouth and he pushed his cock into my wet mouth. He
withdrew his cock and got on his knees in front of me
on the bed, trying to get in a position more to his
liking. He found one he was comfortable with and soon
his cock was back in my mouth. My tits were swaying
underneath me as Jeff continued pounding me from
behind.
With each thrust forward, Brian's cock was banging
against the inside of my cheeks and the back of my
throat. I was trying my best to breath out my nose and
focus, but focusing was difficult for me as this was
the first time I had ever been with two guys at once.
Jeff reached around my hip and began rubbing my clit as
he continued pounding me harder and harder. Brian
reached underneath me and began slapping and pinching
my tits, calling me names like 'slut' and 'whore' – and
telling me how much I liked what they were doing to me.
The combination of Jeff's cock and fingers brought me
to my third orgasm as I moaned around Brian's cock.
Brian removed his cock from my mouth as Jeff held my
hips tight and announced he was about to cum. A couple
of seconds later, I felt Jeff's cock spasm inside my
twat sending sprays of hot cum deep into my pussy. Jeff
removed his cock with a slurp as Brian moved in behind
me. I could barely hold myself up and was surprised
when Jeff was back in front of my face. He ordered me
to open my mouth, calling me a 'bitch' and a 'slut', as
he forced his cock – covered in his, mine, and Mark's
cum – into my mouth.
Had I thought about what was on it, I probably would
have thrown up, but instead I cleaned him off, rather
enjoying the taste, until he was complaining that his
cock was sensitive from recently cumming in me. About
the time that he pulled out of my mouth, I felt Brian
slide effortlessly into my sloppy pussy. The slurping
and squishing sounds from the fluids being plunged in
and out of my twat were filling the room along with the
strong aromas of cum and pussy. Brian began fucking me
harder and harder, sometimes pulling all the way out of
my twat before slamming his cock all the way back into
me.
He started slapping my ass, spanking me harder and
harder as he called me a 'slut' and 'whore'. It didn't
take him too long before he pressed all the way into me
and moaned before shooting his cum deep into my pussy.
I didn't even feel him pull out, from the fucking I had
received to that point, combined with the fluids now
leaking and dangling from my labia and pussy hole.
I laid there on the bed in a sweaty heap, trying to
catch my breath, and had forgotten all about Jason
until I felt the bed move behind me. He lifted me a
little off of the mattress so that my knees were back
underneath me and then sank his cock straight into my
twat. Jason's cock was bigger than the other three, and
I felt my pussy awaken as he touched areas that hadn't
been explored until then.
I began grunting with every thrust from Jason as I
rocked back and forth on the comforter. I felt wetness
around my asshole as I felt Jason part my ass cheeks
with both his hands. He had spit on my ass for
lubrication, since all my fluids had been going the
other direction. I felt a finger at the entrance of my
tunnel as he slowly sank his finger in my ass,
eventually reaching his big knuckle. I complained of
the pain, but had no energy to do anything about it.
He began working is finger in and out of my ass, soon
matching his cock stroke for stroke. I had never
experience anything in my ass to that point, but that's
not to say I hadn't thought about it. He began doing
different things with the finger in my ass, moving it
in circles as he continued pushing it in and out of my
virgin ass. I could feel every knuckle and bend in his
finger as he manipulated my asshole.
Although his cock seemed larger than the other three
that I had in my pussy earlier that night, he soon
complained that he couldn't feel my pussy anymore, do
the fucking, the fluids, and the fact that I was a
'whore'. With that, he withdrew his cock from my twat,
and before long, I could feel the head pressed against
my ass next to his finger.
He withdrew his finger and replaced it with the head of
his cock. The force pushed me forward, as he tried
entering my asshole. He grabbed a hold of my hips and
pulled me backward, forcing me to be impaled on his
rock hard shaft. I screamed in pain at the feeling of
being torn in two. My screams were soon muffled as my
mouth was again invaded, this time by Mark – the one
who had fucked me first.
I could still taste my pussy on his cock as I was being
fucked from both ends. I'm sure I looked like a pig at
a luau as they took their turns using my body for their
pleasure. Sometime during the night, something must
have snapped in my subconscious because I could feel
myself liking what was happening to me, and I began
submersing myself more and more in the role of 'slut'
and 'whore' that they had labeled me. Jason commented
on how tight my ass was and gripped my cheeks before
spreading them apart wide as he continued pumping
harder and harder into my ass. I involuntarily reached
underneath myself and began rubbing my clit. I could
feel the veins in his cock as he plowed in and out of
my tunnel.
I was moaning on Mark's cock, reaching the brink of yet
another orgasm, when Jason grunted and came in my
bowels. He pulled out and took the video camera from
Brian about the time that Mark said he was going to
cum. Rather than cum in my pussy as he did the first
time, Mark held the back of my head as I felt the first
ribbon of cum splash against the back of my throat. I
nearly gagged trying to swallow it all as he held my
mouth closed around his cock.
He withdrew his cock as a glob of cum dripped off the
tip and onto my chin. He reached down and smeared the
cum from my chin to each of my cheeks, telling me to
'wear it and like it'. I thought they were through with
me, but soon Jeff was behind me, sliding his now hard
cock back into my gooey pussy. He slid back and forth a
couple of times, with I realized was just for
lubrication, as he withdrew and then speared me in the
ass where Jason had only recently been.
Brian wasn't sure if he could go again, but moved in
front of me and told me to suck him until he was hard.
Jeff began pumping in and out of my ass while Mark
stood off in the corner and was now the one with the
camera. Brian began fucking my face as Jason walked
back up and began slapping, pinching, and pulling on my
swaying tits as they hung underneath me.
I felt the pain and pleasure stop from my tits and
wasn't sure where Jason was until I felt two and then
three fat fingers enter my pussy. Jason began pumping
his fingers in and out of my twat, while Jeff was
fucking my ass and Brian was fucking my face. Jason
removed his fingers, wiping them on my thigh before
furiously rubbing my clit back and forth.
My head was really spinning now as I was moaning and
panting against Brian's cock in my mouth. Sweat and cum
were dripping from my body as I came one last time –
this time, my own cum squirting out of me and pooling
between my knees on the comforter.
Jason told the guys I had just squirted, and evidently
that was more than they could take as first Jeff
withdrew from my ass and came all over my ass and lower
back – and then Brian withdrew from my mouth, pumping
his cock in his hand as ribbon after ribbon of cum
splashed my face and hair. I collapsed in a messy heap
– my ass in the air and my face pressed into the
mattress – as Mark moved around behind me – making sure
to get close-ups of the cum dangling from my labia and
leaking from my sore, inflamed hole.
He panned to get a visual of the cum leaking from my
asshole, and then higher to get the cum sprayed on my
back. He walked around to the other side of the bed and
grabbed a handful of hair, lifting my head off of the
bed. He zoomed in at the cum on my face and my hair.
Jason walked over and pushed me so that my lifeless
body fell over and I was lying on my back. He reached
down and slapped each of my tits before rolling my
nipples through his fingertips. He then ran his hand
down my stomach, reaching between my thighs and
diddling my clit one more time for good measure. I
didn't even protest.
Mark turned off the camera as they got dressed. Jeff
walked over and tossed me over his shoulder, butt
naked, as he carried me into the bathroom. Brian turned
on the shower and Jeff put me in the tub – the cold
water bringing me back to consciousness. They threw my
clothes in the bathroom with me and left me there to
collect my thoughts and reflect on the events that had
taken place.
Looking back on that night, I don't know if the
videotape ever surfaced online or if it just stayed
between those guys, but I know that I don't need a
videotape to replay the events that changed me from an
everyday person, to an everyday person with a hidden
'slut' inside of me.
END
I hope you enjoyed my story. If so, please feel free to
email me with your comments. Just be sure to include
something in the title that would let me know what
you're writing about. And if you have any story ideas
for me to write in the future, let me know those too –
and I'll see what my imagination can do to help. Thanks
for your time. Becky. beckyjo@canada.com
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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.
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