Our gang had a graduation party that I'll always remember.
It was the same group of guys I'd run with all through high school. Then again, being a small town, there really weren't a lot of choices who you ran with anyway.
Practically the whole male population of my senior class was there. I'd fucked most of them all year—well at least since my October first birthday.
Until then, I'd respected my parents' wishes that I remain a virgin. But after I was eighteen, as an adult, I made, well, adult choices.
But I took adult responsibility, too. I always carried condoms so I wouldn't get pregnant, always made sure the guys wore them, (unless I was on my period—then I never used one. I love the feel of semen splashing on my cervix) never fucked when I was drunk and never fucked with more than two or three guys at a time. I figured the more guys around, the more they could pressure each other to push those rules I'd laid out.
Anyway, it was graduation night. It was just me and these eleven guys (just the ones I'd fucked throughout senior year).
I wanted to celebrate.
I was horny. Right at the middle of my cycle. And willing men with condoms surrounded me. So I decided to let things go wherever they would.
We had been drinking in a secluded part of Revolution Park and the newly budded trees provided little of the privacy necessary for this group fucking to take place.
Being outside while all my friends had their way with me was exciting; an arrest for public indecency would certainly ruin the spirit of the event.
Only one rule still applied: the condom rule. But I was even willing to bend that a little.
Jerry was the first one ready to mount me. We'd all had a few beers when he asked—begged actually—to fuck without a condom.
He promised to pull out before blowing his load and, since I'd really enjoyed the force with which his semen had splashed my cervix a couple of weeks before, I kind of regretted forcing him to make that promise. But rules are rules.
So Karl brought out his video camera. It was a graduation gift from his grandma. (I wonder if she knew how soon and often it would be used.) I leaned over the picnic table and felt the cool May breeze tickle my wet clit when Jerry snatched my shorts down to do the deed.
As the other 10 guys watched with rapt attention he teased my rigid clit with his hard cock for a minute or two before taking the plunge and then he slid in all the way.
Unfortunately, after only about three pumps, I felt the pleasure of his forceful ejaculation against my fertile, unprotected cervix.
Jerry's hands clasped my hips to hold me tightly onto his erupting cock while someone else eagerly reached around and massaged my clit. Almost by instinct, I came...Hard.
It's like my pussy wanted to accept his gift and I cried with pleasure as wave after wave of orgasm washed over me.
Spent, I lay on the table and rolled over. Jerry was apologizing profusely.
"Don't worry about it dude" I said as my first orgasm of the night subsided..."I guess you were more aroused than you realized."
I realized Todd had been the one massaging my clit while Jerry was coming inside, because he pulled my shorts the rest of the way off.
Without a word he slid his naked cock inside of my slippery cunt. I realized that he was also fucking me without protection and I pushed against him as he continued to fuck my fertile puss.
"No way," I said as his unprotected cock plunged in and out of my still throbbing pussy. "You need to wear a condom. Maybe I can still keep from getting pregnant.
I heard someone unwrap a condom and hand it to Todd while he continued to pump. Almost without missing a beat, he pulled out, slid it on and continued to fuck.
I came again. Often, I keep coming once I get started on these group sessions.
It's as if my pussy gets on a roll and it won't be satisfied until the last available erection gets limp.
Just two weeks before that, I'd managed to get through the whole weekend with one long, unprotected orgasm while on four dates with all of our party plus some guys who'd graduated the year before us.
I had so much semen inside me I swear my menstrual fluid was pink. (This made me so horny I was late to every class as I hid in the girls' bathroom and masturbated to orgasm between each class.)
But this night, as I came, I felt Todd come, too. He looked surprised and as he pulled out I knew what had happened.
He'd jammed the condom on so tight there was no room for the sperm. The condom had burst under the pressure.
But there was no time to ruminate about that accident. Josh, one of the practical jokers of the class slid a condom on his engorged member and mounted me.
I heard a couple of guys snickering and wondered what was up until, once again, I felt semen rushing up inside my womanhood.
I sat up as he was pulling out. Josh's condom had the semen reservoir cut off so there was a neat little dime-sized hole where my protection should have been.
Karl pulled his camera in for a close up of the semen drooling out of my poor, dripping pussy.
I spread my lips. I knew I was going to enjoy watching this rerun as much as the guys.
Looking up I could see that all of the guys at least had their pants off and about half were entirely naked as they watched their friends fill me up with sperm.
A couple were masturbating their hard cocks while they watched me getting plugged but many were just standing there with their rigid cocks sticking out like a tree with a single branch.
The idea of being watched by that many guys was certainly a turn on for me.
"Okay," I said. "I'm already full of sperm. I thought I could avoid getting pregnant with just one unprotected orgasm, but there has been too many ejaculations inside me and I just keep coming. I think my cervix wants to keep all the sperm it's getting. So you all might as well save your condoms for next time.
"Enjoy yourselves, 'cause after my next period nobody's ever coming near me without a condom again."
I heard a couple of other guys enter our little secluded glade and walk up to see what was going on. They were kids that had graduated last year. I'd fucked them when they'd come home for Christmas break.
I couldn't let them go away unrelieved. Since they were upperclassmen, I let them mount me before my classmates.
But a couple of my guys just couldn't wait. They had been watching too long without relief. Pre come was drooling from the tips of their engorged cocks and it was clear that they would be squirting whether or not they were fucking me.
I signaled for them to step forward and began to unbutton my blouse.
They didn't have to be asked twice!
They finished unbuttoning my shirt, opened my snap-front bra and after watching for a minute or two more proceeded to spray semen on my tits face and hair while Josh's older brother humped and fucked his way to paradise.
They didn't even touch themselves. They just watched and bounced their erect cocks in the air until they passed the point of no return and blew their loads on my tits while the rest of the guys watched.
I could tell that they couldn't help themselves and were sorry that they had wasted semen that they might have squirted inside of my slippery pussy.
I told them not to worry about it and I promised I'd let them squirt inside me as soon as they reloaded. I've always enjoyed making guys come more than once an evening. And the good thing about teenaged boys is that can happen often.
It's not like the gym teacher I'd played with the last semester of my high school career.
I'd always had the hots for him anyway. He wasn't one of those fat has-been athletic wannabes. But he walked in on me and a couple of guys at the beginning of the semester, and I knew I was in trouble.
I was late showing up for class the first day of the semester and he went into the locker room to find out why.
Well, duh. Our school is so small we only have one locker room, and the girl's side is only separated from the boy's side by a portable partition.
I don't know how long he stood on the other side of that partition watching but when he walked in on us both of the guys were in the process of squirting their cream. One of them was shooting on my tits and the other was filling a condom that was buried inside of my wet snatch.
Needless to say he had a hard on sticking up inside of his white gym shorts as he sent the two boys out of the room and lectured me on my behavior.
His lecture would probably have been more effective had he not been touching and squeezing his hard cock through his gym shorts while he was delivering it. I just sat there with sperm dripping off my tits while he kept talking.
Finally he yanked his pants down and after a couple of strokes sprayed his own semen onto my already drenched tits. He pulled his pants back up and told me to get out to class.
I know that a couple of the goodie-two-shoes girls in my class consider me a slut but that was the most exciting gym class I have ever experienced. I could see them looking at me with disgust...but other people were looking at me too,
Both of the boys I had been fucking and the gym teacher could not take their eyes off the sticky T-shirt I was wearing over my sperm covered tits.
Other guys were watching my breasts bouncing as I did my exercises. They knew what I had been up to in the locker room and it excited them to know.
After class the gym teacher agreed I could get the P.E. credit I needed to graduate if I let him have his way, too. Of course I did. I was eighteen. It was legal. And I was really turned on by it.
He was a fantastic lover. He could fuck for hours and bring me to orgasm again and again before finally shooting semen all over my tits (or inside, if I got my period and begged long enough.)
But once he was done, there was no more fucking. Sure, he'd play with me or suck my clit to bring me more pleasure, but once an evening was all he could squirt.
Luckily, there were still the boys.
