Chapter 8

When Allison woke Saturday morning,she realized she had to hide her coat and get in the shower before her parents came in and found her on her bed, naked underneath the black coat with dried cum on her ass. Wincing, still sore from the night before, she moved carefully as she stowed the coat under her bed and ran to the bathroom. None too soon either; she could hear her mother coming down the hall.

"Allison? Are you up? Our guests will be arriving in an hour." Her mother's voice drifted into her room.

"Yes, I'm up," she replied, praying she sounded normal. "I'm in the bathroom. I'm just going to take a shower and get ready."

"That's fine, dear." Her mother's voice drifted off as if she was heading downstairs. Allison slumped against the bathroom in relief before turning and examining her abused and sore body in the full-length mirror.

Her curly brown hair was tousled and tangled, but her breasts looked normal, although they were still pinkish on the undersides. Her nipples were redder than usual, but no one would see those. A cautious touch made her wince as the area around her nipples was incredibly sore. There was no evidence whatsoever around her pussy and ass, although there were some faint shadings that might have been bruises on her ass. Todd had kept his word. The only lasting marks on Allison's body were the discomfort and lingering soreness, nothing anyone would see as long as she was careful—much more easily explained away than visible markings. Relieved, she got into the shower and prepared for the pool party.

A few hours later, surrounded by family, friends, and her parents' co-workers, she could almost believe the night before had been a dream. Her life was so odd lately, with everything going on as usual other than her Friday nights—and the fact she seemed to need to masturbate daily or else her pussy would be burning with a kind of itch that wouldn't go away until she did. She was probably excited because she and Todd only had two more dates left. Mingling with the guests and leering old men, she smiled and acted as if everything was normal.

Although there were plenty of good-looking young men, several who kept her plied with drinks and attentively catered to her every need, Allison couldn't shake the feeling she enjoyed being the one catering to Todd's needs more than having all these young men at her back and call. She suddenly thought of a quote from a play she'd read last semester, Dangerous Liaisons.

When I came out into society, I was fifteen. I already knew that the role I was condemned to, namely, to keep quiet and do what I was told, gave me the perfect opportunity to listen and observe... I practiced detachment. I learned how to look cheerful while under the table, I stuck a fork into the back of my hand.

Yes… yes, that was exactly how she felt. She was trapped in this world where her parents dictated most of her life, her manners had to be demure and perfect, and she appeared free to do whatever she wanted. Yet she'd never felt freer than when Todd had her tied down to his bed.

* * *

Allison bangedher head on the library table. She'd been typing away on her laptop in the secluded Sports Section where she'd once sucked Todd off, but she was having more and more trouble concentrating. It wasn't that she wasn't interested in her paper about The Monk, but it was giving her a lot of thoughts she wasn't sure she wanted to have.

The main character, Ambrosio, started out the book innocent, but he becomes more and more depraved, sinking deeper into temptation, lust, and sin as the book continued. If that wasn't a metaphor for her life, what was? He had resisted, at first, but was eventually overcome by his lust, and by the time he raped Antonia, he was participating wholeheartedly in the sorcery of Matilda. Was Todd her Matilda? She was being ‘forced,' so to speak, because it had always been her fantasy. Maybe Ambrosio had had fantasies about being forced out of his virtuous lifestyle and being able to indulge himself the way he'd always wanted to.

That wasn't what Allison truly wanted. If she had to admit her wildest fantasy to herself now, it was Todd and her as a couple—a couple having wild, rough, depraved sex, but a couple. Monogamy. The outward exterior of normalcy she'd always maintained, while behind closed doors, he'd tie her up, spank her, and fuck her ass. Even just thinking about it made her shiver with excitement. Sometimes, she even thought that Todd might feel the same way, although he was unwilling to admit it.

There had been some jealousy in his eyes when he'd shared her with Chad, although maybe she'd just imagined that out of wishful thinking. It had to be wishful thinking, didn't it? What was wrong with her that she was falling for a guy that used her for sex?

Allison glanced at her computer screen and groaned. She had wasted another half an hour, doing nothing but fantasizing about Todd, wishing he wanted her for more than sex, and pondering her own depravity. This was not the first time that had happened tonight, and she only had tonight and tomorrow to write ten more pages for her paper. Tonight, she had averaged one half-assed page per hour. Pathetic.

Heat blossomed between her legs as a presence leaned against her back, and Allison's lips parted automatically.

Oh, God.

"Well, well, Princess," Todd murmured in her ear, a low sexy murmur that tightened things inside her gut and made her think of ropes, sex, and exquisite pain. "I never thought I'd see you in this part of the library again." His hand rested on her shoulder and began to drift down to her breast. Allison sat up straighter, helping him reach her more sensitive region faster. When his hand slipped inside the curved neckline of her shirt, his fingers reaching into her bra for her nipple, Allison felt like panting.

He was standing behind her—big, dominant, and everything her body yearned for. Maybe her heart, too? Tilting her head back, she looked up at him and saw lust and possession in his eyes as he stared down at her. The way he looked at her made her feel owned, and she loved it. Was she willing to buck her parent's disapproval to date him? Not that he'd asked. Damnit. His fingers tightened down on her nipple, and she moaned, squeezing her thighs together as her pussy ached for him.

"Todd," she said, her voice breathy. He answered her with a low growl. Cupping his hand under her chin, he pulled her head back, and his lips descended roughly on hers, taking away her breath.

Yes, yes, yes, yes!

This was what she wanted—this wanton creature, unleashed and exploring, having her desires fulfilled. Todd's tongue invaded her mouth, his lips rough. She clutched the seat she was sitting on, giving in to his dominance over her body, allowing him to maneuver her head how he wanted as they kissed.

When he pulled away, Allison wanted to grab him… no, have him grab her, throw her on the ground, and do her right here on the floor of the library. Or maybe throw her across the table and take her from behind. Or... she let out a whimper, crossing her legs as her pussy spasmed. She couldn't think about anything but sex and the roguish dark eyes boring into her.

"So eager for me, Princess?" He sounded amused, which infuriated her. Even with the bulging tent in his pants, clearly visible as he sidled around her, so he was leaning on the desk, his hips at the perfect height for her to lean forward and… ahem. Enough of that. She was mad, damnit! He should be thinking the same lustful thoughts he inspired, not amused at her desire for him, which was now being consumed by a desire to put him in his place. Instead of answering him, she just glared. At her usual loss for words, Todd said something blatant and not entirely socially appropriate. With him, her good manners weren't an asset.

"So, Princess," he said conversationally. "Two more dates? Is there anything, in particular, you'd like to repeat?"

Several things actually—their first dinner together, which had almost felt like a real date, the exquisite burn of anal sex, tied up and vulnerable for him—but that's not what came out of her mouth.

"Being shared," she purred, her eyes flashing with challenge. "Isn't that what you frat boys like to do? Gang up on a girl?"

Todd's mouth tightened. "If that's what you want, I can certainly arrange it."

He walked away stiffly before she could say anything. She couldn't go running after him or call his name, begging him not to share her with other men. Allison buried her face in her hands. Why had she said that? Partly to piss him off, maybe a little just to see his reaction, to see if he'd be jealous, the way she thought he might have been when he shared her with Chad.

Was he jealous? Or was it just male pride because she'd insinuated he wasn't man enough for her?

* * *

"So, that's what happened,"she told Diana, later that night, sighing woefully. She'd had plenty of time to think after Todd had left and sincerely regretted her rash words and request. "I can't believe I said that to him."

"I can," Diana laughed, her voice echoing a little over the phone. "He was kind of asking for it. At least now you know he's jealous about you wanting to be with other guys."

"That or I bruised his pride." Allison made a face at herself in the mirror. Not long ago, she would have never thought of sitting naked, talking to someone on the phone, but it really didn't matter since it wasn't as if Diana could see her. She felt so comfortable around Diana, maybe she wouldn't care about being naked in front of her, either. So many social conventions just didn't bother her as they should anymore.

Her rebellious side was stirring close to the surface. Thank God for Diana, or she'd go crazy. The two of them were becoming close, texting throughout the day, and this was the second time they'd talked on the phone this week already. There wasn't anyone else who understood.

"I'm rather envious," Diana said. "I've always wondered what being with two guys would be like. I wonder who Todd will choose."

"If it's Chad, feel free to come along," Allison said dryly.

Diana laughed. "Thanks for the invitation, but I actually have my own date this Friday."

"Anyone I know?" Had Chad and Diana really hit it off?

"No, just a guy from my chemistry class. He's got the cutest nerd thing going on."

After that, the two girls gossiped. Diana was the perfect person for Allison to talk with about her dates. Not too many other girls would listen to everything Allison had done and was going to do without labeling her a slut. For Allison, Diana's easy acceptance and discretion was a godsend.

* * *

Princess,

We'll be staying in at my place this Friday. Wear a coat with nothing under it again. Put your hair in a ponytail this time. Be at my place at 5pm.

Your Lancelot

* * *

Despite herself,Allison couldn't help overanalyzing Todd's signature on this week's email. Lancelot—as in the man who had to share Guinevere with King Arthur—but Lancelot had also been the one Guinevere had ended up with. Was that how Todd saw them? Was he trying to tell her that he had feelings for her beyond the sex?

Eventually, she gave up running the possible double meanings in her head. For all she knew, he was just running out of knightly, royal pseudonyms.

* * *

When Allison arrivedat Todd's apartment on Friday, she nervously checked her appearance in the rearview mirror before leaving her car, not that there was much to check. Her curls were bouncy in the ponytail, and she'd left her makeup sparse. With Todd, there was no way to tell whether she'd be crying, sweating, or covered in cum, so she stuck with simple eyeliner and pink lipstick.

Before she knocked on his door, she frowned, thinking it sounded like there were more than just a couple of voices on the other side of the door. Maybe he had the television on, but when she knocked, the voices abruptly halted. Her insides twisted. How many voices had she heard? The door opened, and Todd grinned at her, but there was a tightness around his eyes. Dared she hope it was jealousy at sharing her again?

She stepped inside, looking into the main room, and gasped. There was a large group of people, several guys she recognized, including Chad, from Todd's frat. A few of them had hung around outside the gym with him when she'd passed by. There were eight guys total and a girl sitting on a guy's lap, kissing him while his hands moved under her shirt. Just that sight gave Allison a clue what she was in for.

Her jaw worked up and down as she stared at them. They, in turn, checked her out, a number of eyes traveling over her legs. They were brown-haired and blonde, one guy had black hair like Todd, one redhead, and one very large black guy. The ones she knew were from Todd's frat, so she guessed the rest were as well. At least his frat had a reputation for making its members take constant STD tests since they constantly shared sorority pledges. From the Greek letters stretched across the brunette's rather small boobs, Allison figured she was probably one of the frat's shared girls, not that she seemed at all averse to her situation. She jumped up to greet Todd with a kiss as enthusiastic as the one she'd been giving the guy whose lap she'd been sitting on a moment before.

Now, Allison was the one jealous. Had she mistaken Todd's emotions? After all, it's not as if she really knew what he was doing on nights when he wasn't with her. He could be going through entire sorority houses for all she knew. Getting a grip, she looked away, so she didn't have to watch them kiss. Chad had gotten up and was walking toward her, so she focused on him, which meant she wasn't looking when Todd released the sorority girl and looked up to see Allison's reaction.

"Allison, let me get your coat for you," Chad offered chivalrously, winking at her. Obviously, he knew exactly what she had on underneath. He leaned in to whisper in her ear. "Are you sure you want to do this?"

Allison glanced at Todd, who was pretending not to watch her and Chad's whispered conversation. What did he think they were doing, talking dirty? Todd's hands were under the sorority girl's shirt now, and she was rubbing against him like a cat.

Well, anything that bitch could do, Allison could do better.

"Yes," she whispered back and smiled seductively, then raised her voice. "I'd be happy to give you my coat, sexy."

The croon in her voice startled Chad, got the attention of the rest of the room—who had divided its attention between her and the sorority bitch—and made Todd glare. The brunette in his arms let out a yelp as he inadvertently crushed her breast in his hand. Ignoring them, Allison stepped past Chad to favor the room with a smile. Holding her chin high, she calmly unbuttoned the coat, letting just a thin strip of flesh down her center show, although as she reached the bottom button which was in front of her pussy, she paused and winked at them, holding it closed in just that spot… then whipped it open and let it slide down her arms to the floor. The guys let out whoops and cheers as her curvy body became visible, bringing heat and color to her cheeks.

She could hear Todd's teeth grinding as he stepped closer. The sorority bimbo flounced back to the circle of guys, this time ending up on a different lap. Todd gave her a pained smiled at her. She smirked back at him.

"We're going to play strip poker, Allison. I'm sure you know how to play. We're all wearing five pieces of clothing. You get four forfeits, then if you lose a fifth time... we all get you for the night."

Allison lost some of her confidence as she realized what he meant. He wasn't going to share her with one other guy, she was going to get gang-banged. Apparently, he'd taken her comment in the library about being ganged up on quite literally. The sorority chick looked excited at the prospect of getting banged by all of these guys, and even if Allison backed out of her ‘blackmail' situation now, while she was sure that Todd wouldn't actually give her father the tape, it looked like someone was going to be getting banged. Allison was damned if she'd leave Todd to fuck that bimbo while Allison was off somewhere else, unsatisfied, and unable to keep her eye on him.

When she didn't protest, the guys began setting up the game on the coffee table, and Allison swayed on her heels. She ended up wedged on one of the couches between the big black guy and Todd. She realized she didn't actually know anyone's name except Todd's and Chad's, and somehow, that was comforting. If she didn't know their names, hopefully, they weren't people she'd run into often. The big black guy eyed her appreciatively, and she shrunk back a little against Todd. Her parents weren't racist exactly, they just didn't know anyone who was black, and she didn't have much experience with them, either. The size of the guy made her feel very small and very vulnerable.

Fortunately, Todd distracted her as she shuffled the cards, announcing her first forfeit.

"Ah, let's see. The first time Allison loses, the winner gets two minutes to play with any part of her upper body he or she,"—he shot a quick smile at the other brunette—"wants, using his or her hands or mouth." He began dealing out the cards.

Oh, God… Allison hadn't thought through all the implications of the other girl being there. She remembered Todd asking if she was interested in experimenting with another girl, and how hot it had been when the blonde security guard had eaten her out. Was tonight going to be Allison's turn to taste another woman, to pass that next boundary?

Allison managed not to lose the first few hands, although it was close but lost the fourth. Todd pulled her up from her seat, pushing her in the direction of the cute guy who had won. He had long brown hair and kind, eager eyes as he pulled her into his lap, so she was facing him. He squeezed her breasts, mouthing the nipples gently. Relaxing a little, she pushed her chest toward him, encouraging the touch as her breasts worked their usual effect on her pussy. Sucking harder on her nipple, he pinched and twisted the other one with his hand, then briskly rubbed the entire breast in his hand. Switching nipples with his mouth, his fingers were just as roughly with the one he'd been sucking, pulling it away from her body and letting it drop so her boob bounced. After a minute, he really began mauling her breasts, squeezing them hard, and chewing on the pert cherry nipples.

"Time." Todd's voice was almost too indifferent.

Allison shot a look at him over her shoulder and saw his face was bland—too bland. He must have been envious. Allison realized she'd been moaning and rubbing her crotch on his frat brother's body. Blushing furiously but triumphantly, she got up off the guy's lap and walked back to her place, wobbling a little in her heels. When she sat, Todd spread her legs and pushed his fingers into her very wet pussy, then pulled them out, showing his soaked fingers to the rest of the group, who clapped and hollered.

Todd held his fingers in front of Allison's face for her to clean, the look in his eyes daring her to resist. She sucked his fingers into her mouth, her tongue traveling along them, putting all her lust and desire for him in her eyes—and some of her feelings, hard as they were to admit. For a moment, it was as if there was no one else in the room.

"Come on, let's get this game going again!" one of the frat brothers complained.

Todd coughed and pulled his fingers from her mouth. Apparently, he wasn't as immune as he was trying to pretend. Allison didn't even mind playing the next few hands of poker with her the taste of her pussy in her mouth.

Todd declared her next forfeit, the winner could play with her pussy for two minutes, hands and mouth only. Quite a few hands passed before she lost again. Most of the guys had lost half their clothes, and the brunette was sitting in her bra and panties. The big black guy next to her had won the round, but rather than sitting her on his lap, he had her bend over in front of him. With her hands braced on the low coffee table, her ass was high in the air in front of him. He trailed fingers through her wetness, rubbing her slit and her clit before pushing one fat finger into her pussy. She shivered. The size of his finger was intimidating, and she wondered if his dick would be a match for Todd's. Pumping his finger in and out, he added another one, and she moaned as he pushed the two digits in. When he pulled them out, he leaned forward and placed his large dark hands on her slim white hips and pulled her body back toward him as he buried his in her pussy. Now, she was really moaning and pushing back toward him as the large tongue swirled her juices. He sucked her clit into his mouth and did the most amazing thing with his lips, vibrating them around the sensitive nub.

To the amazement of the entire group, Allison came as her clit vibrated in his mouth. Crying out her pleasure, she felt a rush similar to the one she had the day Todd brought her to his office building. Having so many people watch as her body was ravished sent a thrill through her, even as she came down from the peak of her orgasm. As she slumped back into her seat, she stared at the large man sitting next to her, who grinned smugly and licked his lips clean of her juices.

"Ronald plays the saxophone and the trumpet," Todd said, his voice wry. Allison gave Ronald a brilliant smile, although she leaned her body against Todd. He snaked an arm around her waist, stroking her hip lightly. Neither of them looked at each other, not even when Todd announced the next time she lost, the winner would have similar access to her pussy and/or her asshole. It was like playing emotional chicken.

A few hands later, when Allison lost again, one of the guys was completely out of the game, and the other girl was sitting in just her panties. The winner was the redhead, and like the black guy, he had her lean over in front of him.

Sucking his fingers to get them wet, he slid one into her ass, twisting and wiggling as he sank it into her dark hole. The other guys cheered as she grimaced and whimpered. When he added a second finger, he used his other hand to slide two fingers into her pussy and rubbed both sets of fingers through the thin interior lining. Allison wriggled and panted as he added a third finger to both holes, stretching them wonderfully. Her breasts hung low beneath her body, bouncing and jiggling as she moved, providing a great show for the guys who couldn't see what was going on behind her. Despite the fact she was afraid of the outcome of the night, she was turned on as the guys watched her debasement with naked lust. They were all hard, and they all wanted her. The possessive lust in Todd's eyes as he watched her, exhibited for his frat brothers, made her moan. She was caught in his gaze, hoping he would see her and want her, and admit his feelings for her went beyond the fantastic sex.

The guy pumped her ass and pussy with three fingers each before finally pulling them out. She stayed in place for a moment before making her way back to her seat. The musky smell of her pussy filled the room as her juices leaked down her thighs. Sitting down, Todd declared her final forfeit. The winner would be able to manhandle her body with hands and mouth any way he wanted for two minutes.

Ten minutes later, she lost again. By now, the other girl was completely out, along with three of the guys, who were all playing with the other girl's body as they watched the game. Moans from the girl filled the air as Allison moved to the winner, another cute blonde guy. He settled her on his lap and played with her breasts for a few moments, bouncing them on her chest and roughly twisting her nipples. Turning her around in her accustomed position over the coffee table, he spanked her ass a couple times. Allison squealed in surprise as the guys laughed and cheered. His tongue licked her thighs and pussy, cleaning the juices that had flowed from her very eager pussy. Moaning, she pushed back against him as he sucked her pussy lips into his mouth. She got a shock when his mouth moved over her pussy, and he started sucking her asshole. It felt as good as it had with the security guard.

"He's got his tongue in her ass!" One of the guys next to them shouted, and the room cheered as the guy worked over her hole. Her knees shook as he sucked and pushed with his tongue. Fortunately, his turn was over before she actually collapsed in front of him.

"Next turn, and she's all ours," Todd said, winking cheerfully at the guys, who let out another whoop of joy. Perhaps it was all in her head, but Allison definitely thought she detected tension in his voice. "We'll keep playing even after she's out. First place gets first choice of hole, second gets second choice, and third gets third choice." The guys cheered as Allison shivered. Todd's arm went back around her, this time almost reassuringly. If anyone noticed she was leaning into him or he was practically holding her, they didn't say anything.

To their left, the guys who were already out of the game were getting handjobs and a blowjob from the sorority girl. They knew they'd have to wait their turn with Allison, so they might as well enjoy themselves while they watched the game. Allison wondered what was going on in the other girl's mind as the three guys played with her pussy, tits, and ass. She only had time to wonder for a moment as the game began again with a vengeance.

Chad was the next guy out, leaving her with Todd, the big black guy, a blonde, and a guy with shoulder-length brown hair. When Todd ended up losing the next hand, he actually cursed under his breath, low enough she was probably the only one who heard him, leaving the last three guys a secured first spot in one of her love holes.

Pulling Allison onto his lap, Todd ran his hands over her as he watched the game. To their left, Chad pushed the sorority girl onto the floor, turning her on her back with her legs over his shoulders as he pushed his thick cock into her wet and waiting pussy. The girl moaned as her pussy stretched wide.

Having the girl moaning her pleasure as Chad pumped away in her pussy was distracting for the remaining poker players. Allison almost lost the next hand. The brown-haired guy had a worse deal, but he still secured himself to be first in one of her holes… but only if she lost. She was starting to get her hopes up, maybe she might win. If she did, would she get to spend the night with Todd and Todd alone? Or would Todd let her leave, then bang the sorority girl?

When Allison lost the next hand, she wasn't entirely sure it wasn't her subconscious working against her. Too many thoughts had been going through her head.

Todd pulled her against him and played with her breasts and pussy as the black guy andthe blonde battled for first choice of her body. Allison bit her lip to keep from moaning as the sensations went straight to her already overflowing pussy. The end of the round, the blonde threw down four fives, sure he'd won until the big black guy smiled and laughed. The whole room cheered as he laid down a royal flush of hearts. It was just too ironic. Anyone who wasn't already naked stood and stripped. Eight various-sized hard dicks pointing at Allison was a daunting sight. Well, technically seven, Chad's cock was now satiated and flaccid as he pulled from the sorority girl's dripping hole.

Was that reluctance Allison felt in Todd's body as he pushed her up and away from him into the arms of the waiting black man? He was huge. Not as thick as Todd, but only barely less than, and his dick was much longer. Standing straight and blunt away from his body, it had to be at least eleven inches long, if not a foot. Huge balls hung beneath the intimidating vision, swaying gently as he walked toward her. Grabbing her much smaller white body, his dark skin swallowed her up as he pressed her close to him, covering her lips with his own. The watching crowd cheered as he pulled her down to the floor on top of him. Hesitating, she straddled him and positioned the huge head of his long dick at her hole. With his hands behind his head, he watched as the formerly snobby white bitch slowly lowered herself onto his long black pole.

Allison felt as if she was sliding forever as his dick filled her up, stretching open places in her pussy previously unexplored. She moaned as her groin finally touched his. The surrounding circle watched in awe as her pussy engulfed the entire shaft. It was incredible her body had managed to accommodate the monster. Placing her hands on his muscular chest for balance, she lifted herself back up, only halfway before letting herself slide down again. It felt incredible. She began to move a little faster as behind her, the blonde runner-up looked her body over.

"Get Carrie over here. I need to get my dick wet before plugging this bitch's ass."

The surrounding crowd cheered, and Allison realized Carrie must be the other girl. When the other brunette was on her knees in front of the blonde, sucking his dick, the third-place guy with brown hair walked around in front of Allison.

"Since he's made his choice, I might as well start enjoying myself."

The guy's cheered again as Allison opened her mouth to swallow his seven-inch prick. Behind her, the blonde pulled his saliva-coated dick from Carrie's mouth and knelt between the black guy's legs. With his dick in his hand, he guided the head to the tight entrance of Allison's ass.

Slowing her movements on the black guy's large cock, she waited as the blonde forced his dick up her tight entrance. Shuddering, she moaned around the dick in her mouth as another piece of meat filled her last hole, totally stuffed with dick. As the three men moved in unison, plugging her holes wonderfully, two other guys knelt on either side of her and began playing with a tit with one hand and jerking themselves off with their other hand. Out of the corner of her eye, she could see the last three guys—including Todd—with Carrie in a similar position, impaling her on their three dicks.

Is that what I look like right now?

To her surprise, the thought turned her on, despite her intense jealousy that Todd was balls deep in another woman. It would be hypocritical of her to complain. Besides, if she hadn't provoked Todd at the library, she'd probably be here with only him tonight. This was probably his way of getting back at her for saying she wanted to be shared. He was just doing the same.

Too distracted to be upset as she was drilled with three cocks, Allison's body hummed. The guys at her tits started pulling on her nipples, milking her heavy breasts, and her mind came back to more important things. As her body adjusted to the two dicks stuffing her pussy and ass, she felt a pleasurable burning deep in her anus, the kind she got in her pussy before she came. The two poles rearranged her insides as they pounded her body hard, and the guy in her mouth was holding her head in position, so he could skull-fuck her. She wasn't sucking at all. He was using her mouth and throat as if it was a third pussy—probably a good thing because with everything else being done to her body, she didn't have the attention capability to actually give him a blowjob.

With her body adjusted to having her three holes filled, her intense arousal from the poker game returned, and she started cumming hard while they hammered into her. The clenching of her ass and the moans issued from her mouth brought the blonde and the brown-haired guy off. She drank the cum in her mouth without even thinking about it. The two guys pulled out as the black guy beneath her continued to brutalize her pussy with his huge slab of meat. As soon as the dicks had left her ass and mouth, two more replaced them, filling her up again.

It felt like one continuous orgasm. As the dicks in her left and were replaced, there were always at least two in her at any given time, although she had noticed guys would leave the room and come back. After a while, she realized they were the guys who had been in her or Carrie's ass, leaving to wash the residue off their dicks before returning. She was grateful for that small dignity. She didn't have to worry about tasting her own ass—or somebody else's—on someone's dick. The revelation and gratitude were distant thoughts and emotions. She was floating on a sea of sex and pleasure.

The only thing she really remembered out of the cocks continuously pumping into her body was when the big black guy took a turn in her ass. His long cock opened up spaces in her insides that burned as he stretched her. She gasped and moaned as he finally dug balls deep into her ravaged ass. Through the intense haze of pleasurable pain, she came as he pounded her ass with his long meat, feeling the tip of his cock rearranging her insides while she moaned and her pussy creamed.

Finally, the guys pulled back for a breather, and she realized she had quite a lot of cum on her body, and so did Carrie. Lying on the carpet exhausted, she blinked hazily at the guys resting on the couches and chairs, still looking at the two girls on the floor. It didn't bother her that she wasn't offered a seat. She didn't think she could get up, anyway. She realized she hadn't even noticed if Todd had taken a turn with her body—although she was sure he had. The constant fucking seemed to blur together in her memory—stroke after stroke pounding into her body as she came over and over again.

"Let's see the girls go at it for a while," suggested one of the guys. His suggestion was greeted with approval. The coffee table was removed from the center of the chairs and couches, so they could all have a good view.

Allison was pulled onto the carpet in the center of the guys, and Carrie crawled over her. Being used to this kind of thing, Carrie had more energy than Allison, so she spread the more innocent girl's legs and pressed her body on top. Allison just laid there as Carrie pressed her small breasts against Allison's larger ones and brought her mouth down for a kiss. The guys whooped and hollered as Carrie pushed her tongue into Allison's mouth, tasting like sex and cum. Carrie licked Allison's body, cleaning the sticky residue from the large breasts, squeezing them, and sucking on the nipples as she went.

Allison moaned as the smaller girl rolled her nipples in her mouth. She knew how to touch Allison for the best reaction. Turning around, the girl got into the 69 position and latched her mouth on Allison's dripping pussy as she lowered her own cum filled cunt to Allison's mouth. The guy's cheered again as Carrie cleaned the cum out of Allison's pussy, using her fingers to scoop more from the hole. Tentatively, Allison opened her mouth as a glob of cum dropped from Carrie's pussy. The second-hand load wasn't the best thing she'd ever tasted, but she'd already eaten so much cum, the taste didn't bother her. Resigning herself to her fate and feeling grateful to Carrie for cleaning up her messy pussy, she licked the other girl's soft folds.

To her surprise, she found herself actually getting into the lesbian action. It was softer and gentler, more caring and intimate. They knew the right spots to hit on each other's bodies. The only time Allison hesitated was when Carrie began cleaning the cum around her ass, but she figured everything else with the girl had been pleasant, maybe she would try it, too. Gently licking the cum from the crinkled and slightly swollen hole, she found it wasn't really any different from licking the other girl's pussy. Once both girls' asses were clean, they returned to licking, sucking, and licking each other's pussy to a gentle climax.

After Carrie rolled off of her, Allison realized the guys were hard again and stroking their dicks, still cheering at the girl's show. Even Todd was smiling and nodding approval, for once without a tinge of jealousy. Seeing its lack, Allison was now sure that was the emotion he'd been displaying. Apparently, seeing her with another woman didn't arouse his possessiveness.

The girls' exhausted bodies were picked up and repositioned, their holes filled with the revived hard-ons. After a while, Allison felt completely drained, her pussy so sensitive, she was in a state of constant orgasm. Any touch to her pussy sent her off, shuddering and moaning as the sensitized flesh quivered. She was nauseous from the amount of cum she'd swallowed, and her ass and pussy were burning as they became the more popular receptacles. Finally, sandwiched between two poles pounding her sore and overused holes, she passed out.

Sometime later, she woke up, water pouring down on her, and realized she was in the shower. Familiar hands were holding her up, a washcloth running gently over her body, cleaning off the cum. Realizing she was awake, Todd put her arms around his neck, so she could hold herself up as he washed her. Although everything was hazy and dreamlike, she thought she felt him kissing her forehead and temples as he washed her.

The next time she came to, it was morning, and she was wrapped in Todd's arms in his bed. Looking around sleepily, she didn't see anyone else, and it didn't look like he was getting up anytime soon. Part of her screamed, she needed to get up and call her parents, let them know where she was, making some kind of excuse, but another part said, fuck it.

She let her still exhausted body snuggle up to Todd's sleeping form and fell asleep with one leg between his and her head tucked under his chin. They slept that way until the afternoon.