I awoke lying on a bed, white sheets beneath me. In front a camera was filming me, obvious for once unlike most of the cameras that had filmed me over the day. Sitting up, I realised that I was feeling well rested though the brightness of the room indicated that it was still daytime, while between my legs I could still feel cum leaking onto the sheets. A reminder of the large number of men I had already taken during the morning.

The door opened, and the brother appeared. “There’s a shower room through there,” he pointed at a door in the corner of the room, “and afterwards you need to put this on.” He threw a small bag onto the bed which from the weight of it I could tell contained a pair of shoes.

“How long have I got?”

“Less than an hour, you’ve been surprisingly slutty and so our plans are a bit behind.”

Smiling at the comment, I rose from the bed, “you could at least thank me for fulfilling your wildest fantasy.”

The brother grinned, “thank you, sorry I’m getting pressure to keep you on track that’s all.”

“It’s not a problem,” I replied and headed for the shower.

Warm water cascaded over my body, washing cum from my hair, my face and my body while I used my fingers to clean out my other holes. Knowing that I could not waste time, I finished as quickly as possible and then when I stepped back out, I picked up a towel and carefully dabbed myself dry.

Walking back into the bedroom naked, I found myself alone again. Throwing the now damp towel onto the bed, I picked up the bag and reached inside it. Heavier than the rest of the contents, the shoes came out first, pink stilettos in my size I admired the fact that somebody had picked something so slutty for me. Putting them on the floor, I reached back inside, and this time pulled out a pink bikini top. Dropping the bag for a moment, I pulled the top on, noting how it only just managed to cover my nipples with two small triangles of material.

Picking the bag up again, I reached inside, and this time pulled out a set of fishnet leggings, wide gaps in the material meaning that as I slipped them on, I was essentially naked. Dressed, if you could call it that, I slipped the shoes onto my feet and checked myself in the mirror.

The fishnets meant that there was nothing to hide my pussy and I would find myself on display to the world. It made me wonder what they had planned for me, and I made a conscious decision there and then that no matter what was to come, I would continue to go along with it.

Ready, I opened the bedroom door and found myself back in the uniform hallway I had walked along earlier after the gangbang. I was not certain as to which way I should turn but guessed that it would be left, and I slowly walked towards the door at the end of the corridor. Reaching it, I turned the handle and opened the door to find that I had guessed right.

On the other side of the door, LK was stood chatting to the brother, waiting for me. “Hi Jess,” he said as his eyes lit up on seeing me.

“Hi sexy,” I replied, and I crossed the room and gave him a kiss on the lips. “What are you doing here?”

“Checking up on you, making sure you are still able to keep going.”

Taking a step back while holding his hands, I offered myself for his perusal. “What do you think? Is this the look of a girl who is backing out or a slut who is eager for more?”

The brother put a hand on LK’s arm, “I’m sure the family will be very happy with her sluttiness.”

“Yeah?” LK offered, “in that case why are we doing the next bit? We’re not back home, there may be a very different reaction to the test around here.”

“Because this is the ultimate test, you know that no woman can join the family unless she completes this test.”

LK frowned at the comment, “if Jess ends up being arrested, we might have a problem with visas.”

“Well, it’s a risk you are going to have to take,” the brother replied.

“What do you think Jess?” LK suddenly turned the conversation on me.

“What do you mean? I don’t even know what is being asked of me.”

“I know and I can’t tell you what exactly is going to happen, but it will be very public and there’s a risk that you will be arrested.”

“Well, if we need your family approval, I guess it will have to be a risk that I take.”

Sighing, I noticed LK’s shoulders slump as he processed my response. “Would you prefer it if I said no, and your family refused to accept the marriage?” I asked, as I moved in closer to LK so that I could put my arms around him.

“Fine,” LK replied, turning towards me so that we could kiss again “let Jess do this but let the family know that I disapprove of it.”

The brother smiled, “perfect,” he replied. “Jess, your driver is waiting downstairs for you and here,” he handed me a letter, is the directions and instructions.

Taking hold of them, I bid the brother and LK farewell and headed for the lift. Entering it, I watched the doors close on the privacy of the apartment and for a moment I realised I was heading out into a public space while completely displayed.

The lift reached the ground floor and I headed for the exit. Stepping outside I realised that it must be lunchtime as there was a queue of people outside the building next door as they waited for a food van to dispense their eagerly awaited lunches. Steeling myself, I confidently walked past them to the waiting car as I felt the lustful eyes of most of the office workers watching me pass.

Getting into the car, I handed the envelope to my driver and smiled at the perverted look he was now giving me. “How was it?” he asked as he opened the envelope with a finger.

“Amazing!” I replied, “now take me to my next experience.”

The car pulled away and drove in the direction of the city centre. It was not a long trip and soon, the car turned into a multi-storey car park attached to a large shopping centre. As my driver parked the vehicle, he handed me the envelope, “here are your instructions.”

I read them and then stared at my driver, “did you read them?”

“Yes.”

“And what did you think?”

“I think only a nasty slut could fulfil them.”

I smiled at the comment, “so me then?”

The driver did not reply, he just looked at me with a strong sense of desire obvious in his eyes.

“I’ll see you on the other side of town then,” I commented and opened the car door and climbed out.  My mind whirling with thoughts of what was about to happen, the words of the letter playing on my mind.

“You will walk across town to the Hill Junction Shopping Mall car park, on your way, any black man who wants to fuck you, in any position or place he wants to fuck you, can have you. Do not reach the end of your journey without having taken at least three black men.”

My driver had parked on the top floor of the car park and so as I walked towards the lifts the sun beat down on my body. It felt good to be feel it touching so much of me and the sensation took the edge off my fears about what was about to happen. Pressing the button, I waited for the lift to arrive and as it did, I was joined by an older, black man I did not know. His hair was grey and braided while a big, bushy grey beard framed the lower half of his face. Overall, he looked in good shape, but I wondered if he would actually be able to manage to get it up, given he must have been at least 70.

He grinned at me as the doors opened and he followed me into the glass lift. Below, some six floors below, the open spaces of the shopping mall spread out below me and, standing close to the glass I looked out into the space wondering if I would find any black cock.

As the doors closed, confining the two of us into the lift I looked over my shoulder at him to see that he was checking my ass. “You realise I am black only,” I said, “available for any black man in any way at any time.”

The man smiled at the comment and raising a hand stroked his beard with it. “I wish girls like you had been around in my day, sadly this old thing don’t work very well anymore but back in the day, I’d have fucked you hard.”

“That is a pity,” I commented before turning my head back towards the view of the approaching ground floor. Turning away from the man, became an invite and I felt my body being pressed against the glass so that my boobs squelched against them as he stepped up behind me. Using the railing that ran at waist height around the outside of the lift he pulled himself closer with one hand while the other dropped between my legs. I parted them, one at a time, and the old man pushed his hand further underneath until I felt a finger enter me.

I was trapped as he groped me, though I was not exactly objecting to the way he was using me. In fact, I was enjoying it and I hoped that whoever was secretly filming me had managed to capture an image of me being abused by this man as the lift rapidly descended to its destination.

As the lift reached the ground floor the old man stepped away, a shallow grunt confirming that he had enjoyed the experience. “I wish I had known you back when I was younger, I’d have put you to good use.”

“Thank you Sir,” I replied as I turned round to face his gaze, “I’m sure you would have made me very happy.” The old man smirked at the comment and taking one last look at my body, he stepped out of the lift and disappeared into the throng of shoppers and office workers beyond.

“Are you going to get out?” The question caught me off guard and I focused on the voice. A white man in his mid 20’s stared at me, from the middle of his group of three friends. The other two were leering at the sight of my presented and prepared body.

“Sorry.”

Stepping through the lift doors, the three of them leaned in close, “we could teach a nasty whore like you a thing or two.”

“Yeah?” I said, stopping to acknowledge the comment.

“Yeah,” he replied as he reached out and to put an arm around my waist. Pulling me closer, I could smell beer on his breath, and I realised that he was just a young, stupid, drunk guy. Letting him pull be closer, I smiled as if responding positively to his advances until my body pressed against his. “Come on,” he said to a collective snigger from his friends, “let’s go back to my place and the three of us will give you a proper working over.”

“Mmmm,” I responded as I moved my lips so close to his as if we were about to kiss. Then, lifting a knee I swiftly delivered it to his balls, causing a ripple of pain that made him let go of me as he crumpled on the floor. “I’m black only you pathetic white prick,” I commented as I stepped away from the group before they could react.

One of the friends moved towards me, desperate to exact revenge for his friend, only to stop in his tracks as his eyes fixed on something behind me. Instead, the three of them retreated into the lift and a moment later the door closed, and I was finally able to relax. “You put them in their place,” it was a female voice that spoke from behind me. Catching me off guard, I spun round to confront the person who was speaking, worried that they would be another threat to me.

“Don’t worry, I’m here as a friend,” the woman said as my eyes settled on her. Tall, well, taller than me anyway, I found myself looking at a buxom black woman with shaven hair. Her boobs, large mounds constrained by a corset, threatened to break out of the dark grey suit jacket that covered her shoulders. Below, the suit became a short skirt underneath which two long, perfect legs stretched towards a pair of black stiletto heels.

“Who are you?” I asked, wondering why this woman had chosen to approach me.

“You don’t know how I am?”

I shrugged, “no, sorry,” I replied though the comment made me wonder if she was linked to LK’s family.

Giggling at my response, she took me by the arm and guided me away from the lift and over to a nearby bench. The two of us sat side by side as she placed a hand on my leg. “I’m LK’s half-sister, you can call me Bonnie.”

“Bonnie?”

“Yes, it just makes it easier for everybody, I’ve just arrived in the country.”

“Oh… well LK never mentioned you.”

“I’m only one of his half-sister’s, he is one of twenty children.”

“Twenty?”

“Yes, LK’s father has five wives, and they have all had kids at some point.”

“So how come you are here?”

“Because I have been indoctrinated already and the family want to make sure that you are living up to their standards.”

“I don’t think they can complain,” I said, with a hint of frustration in my voice.

“True, but you still need to get through this challenge.”

The comment made me smile but I was also annoyed that they thought I would back out at this stage, “come on then.” Rising from the bench, I took my time to look around until my eyes settled on the one black man who was in view. He was heading into a Department Store located about half-way between the lifts and the main entrance. Offering out a hand, I guided Bonnie to her feet and then led her in the same direction.

“Where are we going?” she asked, her voice more curious than angry.

“To find the black man who just walked into that shop, so that he can fuck me,” I pointed towards the department store as I spoke.

“Good, good,” Bonnie replied.

We entered the store just in time to see the man turning left as he reached the top of the escalator and the two of us followed him. Standing side by side, as we climbed to the upper floor, I felt my own hopes that I was about to find my first black cock of the afternoon rising with it.

Reaching the top floor, we turned left as my potential lover had and I found myself in the menswear section. Row upon row of men’s clothing left me with no option but to search them all individually until, near the far wall, I found the man sitting down as he tried on a pair of shoes. I studied him from a nearby aisle, taking in the muscular arms that poked out of the tight t-shirt that he wore. His head bobbed up and down, crowned as it was by short, curly hair as he pulled a shoe onto his foot.

“If you don’t offer yourself to him, I’ll have him instead,” Bonnie whispered in my ear.

“He might prefer you, after all some black guys only want to fuck black pussy.”

“Nah,” Bonnie replied, “they are just not convinced that white girls are slutty enough for them.”

“Well, that’s what I am seeking to disprove,” I replied before giving a Bonnie a smile. Then, stepping forward I approached the man as he moved his leg back and fore, admiring the shoe he was trying on.

Reaching him, I sat on the next seat, leaning back on my arms I hung my head back so that my breasts were thrust out while below I opened my legs wide. At first, the man ignored me, not realising who had sat next to him but then, out of the corner of his eye, he caught my pose. It took him a second to absorb what he was looking at but then he could only stare and my exposed and displayed body.

Presented with such a sight, the man was now unable to take his eyes off me. Instead, he looked me up and down repeatedly as his eyes drunk in the sight and his mind formulated what plans he had for me.

“Do you like what you see? I asked, my voice purring as I spoke.

“Yes.”

“Would you like to touch it?”

“Can I?”

“Yes,” I replied, taking hold of the man’s nearest hand and guiding it down between my legs so that his hand could stroke my clitoris. “You can have me in any way you want, right now.”

“Really?” the man asked as he reached further down until he could slip a finger into my hole.

“Mmm mmh.” I stood up and walked around in front of him so that his face was level with my pussy and then, opening my legs I climbed onto his lap.

“Right here?”

“If you want, or we can go somewhere else if you prefer?”

Looking around, the man thought for a moment and then with a nod of his head, he pointed towards the changing room. I went to stand up so that we could walk together but instead, in a show of amazing strength, he managed to rise to his feet while I clung to him.

Carrying me as he walked, we reached the changing room and entered the first cubicle. Reaching out with a hand I pulled the curtain across and then I looked into the man’s eyes and instinctively, a moment later our lips met. The kiss was deep and intense, but the man’s hands roamed quickly, and I realised that he was desperate to fill me.

Putting me down, he pulled my bikini open and taking a nipple in his mouth, he licked it tenderly. The sensation sent a shiver through me as my hands fumbled with his belt as I tried to open his trousers and pull them down.

Seconds later, a large, erect, black cock sprung into view, its length bobbing up and down in front of me. “Just give it to me,” I whispered, and the man spun me round, pushing my shoulders forward so that I could lean against the side of the cubicle while with the other hand he pulled my hips towards him.

Thrusting urgently, he entered me, his cock splitting me open as it slid into my pussy. There was a desperation to his actions, and I wondered if too many white girls had turned him down because of his size. The excitement was obviously too much though, and his cock exploded with a thick spurt of cum that pushed deep into me.

“Sorry,” he mumbled as he withdrew his length from within me, “you’re the first white girl I have ever had, and it just got too much.”

Turning round, I pulled my bikini back into place and kissed him on the lips, “it’s OK, I took your huge cock and pleasured you, that’s the important thing.” He grimaced at the comment and kissed me once more on the lips before sliding through the curtain and out of the cubicle.

Taking a moment to compose myself, I opened the curtain and stepped out into the space beyond. At the entrance to the changing area a woman now stood, dressed in the navy-blue skirt and blazer that all of the shop staff wore. As I approached, I expected a reprimand for using the changing room for sex but instead her pink painted lips broke into a smile as she raised a hand to stop me from going further. “Back in the day I was like you,” she commented.

“Like me?”

“Yes, I slept with a lot of men, black men in particular but then I met my husband, and he didn’t approve.”

“Oh,” I replied, unsure as to how to handle the information that she had settled down, but instead the woman grinned.

“We got divorced last week, and now I am just trying to work out how to get back in the saddle.”

I looked her up and down, yes she must have been nearly fifty and she showed the signs of middle age, but she obviously still had a decent figure. “Well, it helps to be knickerless and smooth these days.”

“I know,” she replied before guiding me backwards into the changing room where carefully she lifted up the hem of her skirt so that I could see what was hidden beneath. As she revealed her black stockings and the wide waisted suspender belt that held them up, I noticed that they framed a hairless, bare pussy.

“Impressive.”

“Thank you,” the woman replied, “now I just need to get myself some big cocks to fill it.”

“Good luck,” I said, and the woman touched me on the arm, a smile beaming across her face.

Leaving the changing room, I returned to Bonnie only to find her arm in arm with the man who had just fucked me. She must had read the question that naturally formed on my face and replied before I could say anything, “he’s my boyfriend, he travelled over with me. Back home he has loads of experience of fucking girls like me, but he had never been with someone white. Given that I was expected to be here, to help you, I felt it made sense that he be the first one to fill you.”

“Well, he certainly enjoyed me,” I replied with a smile.

“Good,” Bonnie said as she leaned in to kiss him on the lips, “though he would like another white pussy while he is here.”

“That’s easy,” I said as I pointed towards the changing room, “there’s an older woman there who is desperate to be blacked.”

“Really?” the man asked, his eyes wide with excitement at my comment.

“Go on,” Bonnie said, the two of them kissing before he headed off towards the changing room.

Stepping towards Bonnie, I let her admire my body again, only this time I knew that she was enjoying the fact that her boyfriend had fucked me. “Can you let me know next time if you have someone already arranged for me?”

“I would, but there is nobody else planned, from now on it is all down to your own sluttiness.”

Heading back out into the shopping mall I started my eager search for more cock. Unfortunately, at first, there was nobody. Sure, there were plenty of men who looked twice or three times at me as I passed but they were all small, pathetic and white. Then, as I turned a corner into Jubilee Square where a fountain sprayed water amongst an array of coffee shops and bars, I found my target. There, sitting on a bench next to the fountain, sat three young black guys, all around 18 to 20 years of age.

Their behaviour had obviously been a problem for Mall security who surrounded the three of them while their supervisor shouted about them disturbing the other customers. As I watched, I wondered if the behaviour of these three young lads was genuinely causing an issue or whether the supervisor was just picking on them because of the colour of their skin.

“Wait here,” I whispered to Bonnie, “I think this is all racist rather than of any real concern.”

Bonnie nodded in understanding and then I took my first step towards the three boys. They clocked my approach quickly and I noticed them watch me as the distance between us reduced until I was stood just behind the supervisor.

“Excuse me,” I commented as I stepped around him and sat down between the three of them.

“Who the fuck are you?” the supervisor asked as I took my seat.

“I’m their girlfriend.”

“Their girlfriend?” as he spoke his voice rose and I realised that the supervisor was becoming increasingly incensed at my interruption.

“Yes, their girlfriend, as in all three of them.”

One of the security guards smiled at the comment but the supervisor was now angry. “Then take your disgusting, slutty, morals, out of my shopping centre, and take these three with you!”

“Today is gangbang day?” I said to all three of them and I noticed the look of excitement in their eyes at the comment.

“Yes Miss,” one of them managed to say as the three of them realised they were going to have a chance to take me.

Together all four of us rose to our feet and taking two of the boys, one in each arm, I let them lead me away from the confrontation with the mall security. Thankfully, they turned towards the car park which was my final goal and a short while later we walked past it and into an apartment block on the other side.

Standing in front of the lift, as we waited for it to arrive, one of the boys turned to face me. “Are you sure you want this?”

“Want what? To be fucked by all three of you?” The boy nodded in response as he watched my face in the hope of a positive reply. “I’m a black cock slut, all three of you are black and all of you have big cocks, yes?” I glanced hopefully from face to face as I waited for the confirmation that I knew would be coming.

By the time we had reached the apartment all three of them had kissed me and groped at least one of my tits while I regaled them with the story of my life. The owner led me through to the living room where a large television filled the one wall. I stared at it for the moment, wondering just how many inches it was while the oldest of the three swept me into his arms and we started kissing again.

“Found it,” the owner said, and I turned my head to see that he had loaded a video of me being fucked. Studying it I realised that it was the gangbang that had been live streamed that morning. “You really are a black cock slut,” he commented as his eyes absorbed the oversized sight of me being fucked on the screen.

“Can I get some of that?” he turned to ask me as I watched an image of me being fucked on all fours.

“Why don’t you come over here and find out?” I beckoned with a finger and a moment later, while still held in an embrace by the oldest one the owner was groping me as we kissed.

Suddenly I realised that the third one was stood behind me and taking hold of my bikini he pulled on it, stripping the clothes off me so that my boobs were exposed. Then he ripped the fishnets from my legs so that I stood naked before the three of them.

I knew what was next, three young men like this were not going to be satisfied with one fuck each. They would fuck me and pound me until they were fully sated, it might even be that each of them might cum in all three of my holes and the idea excited me even more.

Now that I was naked, the oldest of the three placed a hand on my throat and he guided me over to the wall where using his strength he pinned me against it. “What are you?” he asked as I stared into his eyes.

“A slut?” I replied, hoping that I had guessed correctly.

“No, guess again.”

“A slag?”

“Guess again.”

“A fuck toy?”

He smiled at that comment, “close, you are fuck meat, fuck meat for black men.”

“Yes Sir,” I replied as I felt my most submissive side come out, he must have been inspired by the video that was being played.

“No,” he said as he grabbed one of my nipples and twisted it, “repeat it.”

The pain from the twisted nipple was intense but I knew how to play my part, “I’m fuck meat.”

“What are you?”

“Fuck meat.”

“What are you?”

“Fuck meat.”

“For whom?”

“Black cock.”

“And what limits do you have?”

“White cock.”

“No!” he snapped, before pulling me forward and then slapping me on the ass cheek, “what limits do you have with me and my friends?”

“I’ve never found any,” I answered honestly.

“Well, I have an idea,” he replied, “but first, you need to please us.”

At that, he pulled me away from the wall and guided me over to the sofa. Pushing me against it, I fell over and landed on my bum. My boobs jiggled with a bounce as the owner climbed on top of me. He kissed me as he laid me backwards onto the seat, his now exposed cock pointing towards my hole. Tugging at my waist slightly, the owner pulled me closer to his cock and then as he lowered his hips onto mine, I felt him enter me.  The oldest appeared above me, his cock in his hand as he dropped his balls into my mouth so that I could suck and lick on them.

There was movement near my feet, a body bumped into some of my toes but seconds later the owner was pulling himself out of me. Instead, the other one took his place and entered me instead. He was smaller and seemed gentler than his friends, but he was noticeably bigger than either of them, and none of the three were exactly small.

Soon it was time to change again, and I realised that I was being passed around between the three of them like a basketball. Each taking it in turns to show off his favourite trick whether that be a cock in my mouth, in my ass or in my pussy.

The experience was intense as all three worked themselves into a frenzy as they fucked me. Each of them able to perform with the energy and vigour of young men as they entered me. In the end, it was not surprise when one by one they took it in turns to fill my cunt with their cum.

Drained from their first exertion, suddenly I found myself lying on the sofa, three loads dribbling from me as they all took a few moments to build themselves up for a second session. It was the owner who was first to be ready again as he took hold of my hand and pulled me off the sofa and onto my knees. Crawling as he guided me, I found myself kneeling before him as he sat in a large chair. His cock was semi-hard and still glistened with some of his cum as I took it into my mouth, slurping up the white cream like a cat who was being rewarded for their good behaviour.

Behind me, a hand started to stroke my protruding arse. Touching it with a gentle caress as it encouraged me to open my legs further. Inside, my mind filled with the thought that whoever’s hand it was, they were getting ready to fuck me. That was not the case though and instead of a cock I felt three fingers slide their way into me as the remaining knuckles grazed across my clit.

The movement was vigorous, and it made me gasp as I tried to deep throat the cock in my mouth, and I could do nothing but gag as it hit the back of my throat. For a moment, I coughed and spluttered but managed to not disturb the fingers that were working their magic on me.

“Fist me,” I mumbled as I regained my breath in preparation for taking the owner’s cock back into my mouth, “fist me please, I need it.”

“You sure?” a voice asked, and I recognised it as being that of the oldest.

“Mmm mmm,” I said, the head of the owner’s cock now already between my lips. As the oldest one, showed himself to be skilled at fisting women as he quickly and seamlessly increased the number of fingers until just a few seconds later I could feel his knuckles stretching me.

The hand now firmly embedded within me, I felt the intense pleasure that came from being stretched by a fist.

“God, that’s good,” I commented as I pulled myself from the cock in my mouth for a moment.

“Yeah,” the oldest replied, “wait until you see what I am going to do to you next?”

Taking a glance over my shoulder I smiled, “do your worst.”

“I will,” he replied, “after all you said that you have never found your limits.”

Returning to the blowjob I was giving, I could feel that the other one was now standing behind me, moving around and positioning himself and it made me wonder if he was going to fill my ass. For a second, it even seemed like the most obvious thing, and I prepared myself for being fisted while I was being anally fucked but then it went in a direction I had never expected.

Instead of entering my ass, the other one, with his large cock, instead put it against my pussy. Carefully sliding it in alongside the wrist of the owner, I felt the head of his penis enter my vagina until his body rested against my bum. It was the single most extreme insertion I had ever taken and while it brought an immense feeling of pleasure, it also burned as it stretched me so wide. However, it felt though, I had coped with it, and I felt a pang of joy inside that yet again I had not tapped out in such an extreme situation.

Something felt odd though and it took a moment for me to process what was happening but when I realised, it drove me straight to the edge of orgasm. Inside me, I did not just have a hand and a cock, no, the hand was gripping the cock. Wanking it gently while the cock smashed in and out of me. Had any woman ever managed this before I wondered? In fact, could any other woman deal with what was happening?

In truth, I am not sure that I would have been able to manage such a situation if it was not for LK. His cock was so big that he had already broken my cunt in so many ways, stretching it to the point that it would never be the same again. In fact, my body had been prepped in such a way that I needed large cocks because an average sized one would never feel pleasurable to me. That every cock that now entered me was black just added to the fun.

It was an incredible moment though and as the other’s cock exploded into me, gripped as it was by the oldest’s hand, I found myself reach my first orgasm. Intense is not adequate enough a word to describe the orgasm that I had. My body twitched forward, expelling the hand and cock as it did so and leaving me a quaking mess on the floor. Every inch of me felt like it was on fire as I shook with the pleasure of every nerve in my body being alive.

Lying there, a quivering wreck, I looked up to see that the owner was still stroking his cock gently as he waited for me to recover. Then, looking over my shoulder I could see that the oldest was also hard and ready for fun, even if the other one had now collapsed on the floor his dick drained for a second time.

“Here, come sit on me?” the owner offered me a hand and I took it as he guided me up onto my feet. Climbing onto his chair, I straddled him, preparing to take him into me as the oldest one approached from behind.

“Mind if I join in?” he asked as I glanced up and down his body, appreciating the hardness of his cock as I did so.

“Pussy or ass?”

“Whichever you prefer.”

The oldest one smiled at my reply before stepping in closer and taking hold of my hips. Together, they both guided me down until one by one, each of them was inserted into my cunt.

I rode them together, grinding back and fore on their cocks as they filled me together. The experience was intense, and it did not take long for them to reach the point of now return as both men exploded, as both of them unloaded all of their cum into my pussy. Standing, I let my body leak sperm everyone before carefully I stepped away from the two exhausted men who had just taken me.

“LK was right again.”

The voice took me by surprise, and I looked to see that it was the other one, now sitting on the sofa and watching me move. “In what way was he right?”

“He said that you could manage even the most extreme of sex acts.”

“I have never let a kink beat me,” I replied with a smile as I moved around the room, letting even more of the cum dribble out.

“Yeah, but I was convinced that no woman could ever achieve that insertion and yet here you are.”

“For me, true pleasure comes from satisfying the most alpha of men, men who will use me and abuse me beyond my breaking point.”

“Well, you certainly did that, and now your reward.”

“Reward?” I asked, not expecting to receive anything but instead of answering the other one stood up. Taking hold of me by the hair, he dragged me to the front door to the apartment and then opening the door he threw me outside. Standing in the corridor naked, I heard the door click behind me as it locked shut. Now I was truly exposed like never before.

Find out what happens next in, The Rugger Whore 9.