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In the final episode of our story, Tiffany has been dropped off at a house party by her boyfriend Mark, who was convinced to "test" Tiffany's fidelity by a dubious sex therapist. Tiffany started the party off dancing with James, who convinced her that he owned the huge mansion hosting the house party. Tiffany, a gorgeous but clueless party animal, started getting a little too friendly with James, who suggested she repay him for the awesome party with a blowjob. She goes down on him on the dance floor surrounded by his friends.
What Tiffany doesn't know is that James and his friends are live streaming the night to Mark, so that he can "check in" on her and see if she remains loyal. He films her getting sloppy on his cock, before trying to push her further. He walks her over to the bar, where he and the bartender Luke convince her to blow them both. She agrees, and eventually ends up getting throatfucked while a random guy eats her out. While she never swallows normally, James and Luke both unload in her throat, which "technically" isn't swallowing.
She is clearly dazed and a bit sex-crazed after the experience, and James gives her the final push. He tells her to come over to the couch area and get well and truly banged, and Tiffany agrees--as long as they don't tell Mark. A bit too late for that, but he's about to get a show for sure!
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James leaned on the bar, looking Tiffany up and down. She was seated on a stool, drinking some water and sipping a vodka cranberry, slowly recovering a bit from her face fuck. He and Luke--the two lucky dudes who just massaged their dicks with Tiffany's throat--had straightened up as well, but he couldn't help but replay the scene that had just unfolded on that very bar: Tiffany swallowing their two cocks like a pro, ending up with their cum blasted straight down her pipe. His hand involuntarily flexed as he remembered wrapping it around her windpipe, feeling his cock through her neck as he fucked her. The thought was already making him hard again.
Tiffany adjusted her wardrobe and wiped her face, clearing up some of her makeup and the bits of cum she'd coughed up onto her face. But her mascara was still a bit smudged, and while she'd re-applied lipstick, her hair and complexion made it clear she'd just been fucked. Her knee-high black lace stockings had been re-adjusted and pulled back up, her black and red heels back on her feet (they'd fallen off during her escapades). Her black pleated 4 inch skirt was just reaching down to the bar stool; both ass cheeks clearly planted bare on her seat. Still barely containing her swelling breasts, her red lacy top clung to her chest. Her blonde hair was clearly a bit messy, but she'd managed to pull it back into a ponytail and was presentable again.
To be clear, the mission was successful. Mark had sent his girlfriend over to be tested, thinking that a simple demonstration of her fidelity would put his fears to rest. Instead, he'd been treated to his beautiful but naive girl giving a public blowjob on a dance floor, then ending up at a bar with two guys taking turns on her mouth. Hell, she'd even already agreed to someone eating out her pussy while she was at it.
But James wasn't about to stop. Technically, she hadn't been fucked yet, and who knows, would she be willing to give up her ass to a bunch of strangers? How slutty was she, really? James had to know, for science of course. And he bet that the 20 or so guys eyeing Tiffany (along with a few of their girlfriends) would be willing to help him out.
All of this had already been live streamed to Mark, but James hadn't actually checked messages. He assumed Mark was still watching. As amateur content goes, this was some quality stuff. He tapped Tiffany on the shoulder and asked "Hey! I bet Mark is wondering how the party's going, want to send him a quick selfie?"
"Oh, sure! I mean, he doesn't know about the fun we're having though, right?"
James smiled. "Of course not! But here, lean in and smile."
Tiffany leaned in and flashed up peace signs, her head on James' shoulder. Leaning over, one areola peaked out her cup. Luke grinned behind her as James snapped the picture. "Thank!"
He captioned it "Aftermath...you should have seen her 20 minutes ago." He then looked through his video, found a still, and captioned that as well "Fucking slut."
The second photo was a bit dark, but it was a shot down from his phone. You could see two gorgeous tits sticking up under him, the red lace pulled down, and the black belt pushed up to meet it. A boy's head was clearly visible buried between two cream-colored legs. Her jaw was thrust out against his stomach, a bulge clearly visible in her throat. At the edge of the image you could see Luke sitting there holding is dick, waiting his turn.
James combined the two photos, one above the other, and sent them off to Mark. There, all the proof he needed, just in case he'd turned off the video stream in disgust.
Luke slid up next to Tiffany as she finished her drink. "So, uh...how you feeling?"
She laughed. "I dunno, you just came down my throat while I was getting eaten out by a stranger. How do you think I'm feeling?"
He squirmed a bit, uncomfortable. "I guess probably a bit sore? We maybe got carried away."
This time, she looked him in the eyes. "Actually, I'm more just horny. I didn't cum yet, and honestly giving head to two guys was pretty hot."
James piped up. "Yeah, I remember you saying 5 minutes ago that you'd be down for some more fun. You ready?"
Tiffany seemed slightly unsure. "Well, I mean, I did say that, but I've only ever fucked two guys at once! I dunno if I'm ready for more."
"But baby, you'd be the center of attention! Think of all of those guys just focused on you, while Luke and I have some fun with you."
She smiled. "Well, that does sound nice."
Luke put his arm around her, draping his hand on her left breast. "Come on, we can make it easy for you. Tell us about getting fucked by two guys, and we'll see if we can beat it!"
James laughed at this; it was definitely not going to be easy for Tiffany trying to please the whole party at once. But let's ease her into it.
"Well, before I was dating Mark, there was a party I was at where I saw a cute guy looking at me. He ended up taking me home. I was pretty drunk, honestly."
How surprising, thought James.
"But then, we got back and his roommate was watching porn on the couch! Like, what the fuck. We walked in just as two guys were Eiffel Tower-ing some chick. I must have said something, because the guy told me that we should give it a try!"
"I just remember suddenly I was naked, and the guy behind me had folded me over and had me by the wrists. I felt his cock slide between my pussy lips, then find my hole. He was pretty regular sized, but still, he slammed it in hard and I jerked forward."
"I felt another cock hit my face, and then the roommate pulled my head up by the hair and shoved it in my face. It kind of hurt, so I opened my mouth to get him to let my hair down. He did, but the dick ended up all the way back in my mouth."
"Back then, I couldn't really deepthroat, and plus the guy behind me was going too hard for me to control. So I pulled a hand free and just stroked the guy in front of me while trying to keep him in my mouth!"
"They went at me for like 10 minutes, honestly I couldn't really do much. The one in front came first, pulling out and blasting my face. Most of it got in my hair."
"The second guy was soon after him. He wanted to pull out, but I wanted it in my pussy. His self control went away when I looked back and told him 'cum in my pussy big boy, I want to feel your load inside of me.' That always gets them."
"I don't remember too well, but I think I just walked home after that. I didn't really want to fuck too much more, and both of them seemed spent. I don't think they'd double-teamed a chick before."
James and Luke looked at each other in awe. "Does Mark know this story?"
"Hell no! You think I'd tell my boyfriend?" Tiffany shifted. "I don't think he'd appreciate dating such a slut."
Well, he's about to find out, thought James.
"That's quite a story, Tiffany. We're going to do even better tonight."
Luke, a hand around her shoulder, pulled her upright off her chair. "Don't worry, baby, we've got this. Just come with us. We'll get you all comfy on the couch over there."
This was the moment. If Tiffany backed out now, they'd still have succeeded; but now, if she went forward, they'd have a story for the ages. And a truly ran-through Tiffany, though she didn't seem aware of this yet.
She seemed to waver, but then looked resolutely at Luke. "OK, I trust you guys. Let's have some fun, I'm down to fuck you two guys. But don't tell Mark!"
Luke cheered, as did a few guys around who'd been listening. Hell, even a few of the girls nearby clapped. Luke picked up Tiffany over his shoulder and carried her towards the couch. She squealed and laughed; her tits hanging out over his shoulder, her pink panties barely covering her pussy, clearly visible as her skirt rode up. James got up to follow, filming the whole thing. 4 or 5 guys followed him, one of them the same guy who'd been licking her a few minutes ago. His girlfriend came along, flushed with desire.
James looked over at the other girl. "What do you think about Tiffany?"
The girlfriend shivered. "I didn't realize how much I liked watching someone get fucked. That was really hot!"
"What's your name?"
"Emma."
James looked Emma up and down. She was about Tiffany's height of 5'4", maybe a little taller. Where Tiffany had a crazy body with a DD chest and flat stomach, Emma's tits were a little smaller, maybe C or C+. But her round ass was gorgeous, shaped nicely in some tight jeans with a black thong showing out the top. She was wearing a tight, low-cut tee-shirt; nothing as crazy as Tiffany's slut outfit, but still very sexy. Her red hair flowed down in waves behind her.
