A while back I threw myself a dirty slut party. My guests didn't know they were invited--I really didn't know it would go that far myself until the first dick hit my mouth. But I guess I put myself in harm's way.
I was in the parking lot behind Billys in North Miami at 2 in the morning, leaning on my car waiting for the right group of guys to come out. I thought I only wanted to tease them. I was a little drunk--usually that's when I get all my bright ideas.
Then I saw them: five dudes, mid to late 20s, mostly Latin I guess. And cute enough--I'm not super picky. All in varying stages of drunkenness.
"You guys, there are a lot of cops out tonight. You better be careful," I said as I walked up to them. At first I think they were surprised I approached them; a lone morenita in the parking lot with big tits spilling out of her tank top. "We're all right," said one, caramel-complected with shoulder-length wavy hair. "You be careful too, out here by yourself." He leered a bit and I knew it was on.
"I'd be safer if I had someone to walk me home," I said. "It's just a couple blocks away, and y'all can come in and chill for a bit if you like." They were confused at the invitation, and a little mistrustful. I won them over when I pressed up against the leader and stroked the nearest guy's arm. "It's five of you guys, and only one of me. Promise I won't hurt you too bad."
I barely made the two blocks home with all my clothes on. I walked in between two of them, with three guys behind me. They were grabbing my ass, trying to stick their hands in my extra short daisey dukes, while the guys in front distracted me with small talk and eyed my chest and thick thighs.
When I got to the door of my apartment, I turned around and leaned against it for a second, to look at the five hungry faces staring back at me. I was soaking wet. I know it was dangerous, and before the night was over I might regret what I'd done, but at the time all I could feel was triumphant.
"Come on baby, open up," one of them said, bringing a laugh from the group.
"You got it," I spun around and bent to unlock the door. The one who'd spoken first, who I thought of as the leader, grabbed my hips and rubbed his cock between my cheeks. I hissed as I slowly straightened up and flung open the door. "I'm gonna swallow all these cocks tonight," I vowed to myself.
They filed into my place and I heard the door click shut. Before there could be an awkward pause (I hate those), I dropped down to my knees in my tiny living room and started unzipping the leader's jeans.
His dick was already half hard, but I could tell he was caught off-guard. His balls smelled so good and musky, it's like I could smell the sperm heating up. I couldn't resist rubbing my face against his cotton briefs for a few seconds. "You guys can sit down. More beer in the fridge," I mumbled around his clothed dick.
It was really thick with a ripe, fat head that was already juicy, that plus the hot air from my mouth was making his underwear moist. "Slap it against my face," I commanded.
He pulled his rod out and smacked me heavily on the cheek. "More, yes!" I cried. It bounced off my nose, my lips, and I stuck my tongue out for him to smack too. Instead he used my tongue as a runway and parked his dick in my mouth. I started sucking even before he told me to.
"That's it baby, suck it good."
I moaned as he pushed on the back of my head, forcing his cock deeper in my throat. My eyes closed in ecstasy, and saliva ran down my chin onto my boobs. I firmly licked the underside of his shaft on each downstroke, rocking my mouth from side to side on the way up, and periodically I'd run my thick lips sideways along his length.
I'd almost forgotten about the other four cocks in the room, until I felt a new guy kneeling between my legs behind me. "Let me get in on this, bro," he whispered hoarsely, but his homeboy's head was thrown back and his abdomen was jumping. He thrust wildly down my throat, grabbing hanks of hair as he rode my face like a bronco. I don't think he even knew his buddy was there.
The buddy reached around and yanked down the front of my tank and my bra, so my big titties were still supported, but exposed and bouncing in the air. "Ah, que lindo, mami," he groaned as he grabbed a handful of each tit.
His cock was pressing hard into my ass crack, and with each pump my pussy flooded and I slammed my face a little harder onto the cock in front of me.
Finally the first one couldn't take any more. He let out a yell and clot after clot of salty cum spotted my throat. I kept sucking while he busted his nuts, and wouldn't have stopped but he pulled me by my ears gingerly off his cock. He sank into an armchair and gestured weakly at my open mouth. "Who's next?"
Two guys scrambled off the couch, impeded a bit by sagging, unzipped pants. Their fully stiff dicks were aimed straight at me--I guess they'd been enjoying the show. I kept my lips apart as they rushed me, each eager to be the next man in.
The blond won by a nose; his big red dick sank home as his boy's leaking meat slid along my cheekbone. I swiped a palmful of my own pussy juices and smeared it over the loser's cock while Blondie fed me his. I'd never slurped down a bellyful while another dick shot off in my face, but I sure wanted to try it.
Meanwhile, Butt Man had worked my shorts down, and I lifted first one knee and then another so he could get them completely out of the way. I intended to get the full 5-star slut treatment, and as I felt him smear more pussy juice on my anus, I knew I was going to get it.
I jumped as his smooth arrowshaped cock stabbed at my hole.
He wasn't particularly thick, but he was relentless. He used his weight to push into me continuously, without asking or giving me a chance to get used to it. I had to consciously resist clenching my jaw.
Finally he speared me and sank all the way inside. It's strange, but after the pain of entry the slide home felt so good I moaned on Blondie's dick.
"That's it baby, its all yours," Blondie muttered.
While I gobbled cock I worked my ass muscles on Butt Boy's lap, then started a slow bounce. His cock wasn't huge but he had spirit. He pumped with me, using my titties as levers to jerk my body back and forth.
When a dick jabbed me in the temple, I popped Blondie from my lips to give his partner some attention. His dick was distinctive—a lot darker than the rest of him, almost purple, with a tempting, muscular curve.
It twitched as I slid it down my face, staring up at him with my big brown eyes. He was really the cutest. I hadn't paid any attention to their faces until now, and I thought he looked younger than the others.
I kissed the tip and smeared his precum on like lipstick. "I'm gonna make it real good for you, papi," I promised, then winced as my booty boy hit a particularly sensitive spot.
"That ain't nothing," the young one sneered, "I know you take bigger dick than that. You wait till I get back there; you gonna walk sideways for a week."
His tone alone made me clench up in anticipation, and the guy in my ass grunted out loud. "Yeah man, she likes that shit. Keep talking to her," he said, twisting my nipples.
I licked Young Papi like a lollipop while he talked dirty to me. "Get it good and wet. I'm sticking this dick down your throat into your gut." He grabbed my hair and pulled back so he could see my full face. "I wanna see it when you choke."
But I'd lost my gag reflex in middle school. I opened my throat and inhaled the whole thing in one take. "Shit!" he shouted, and I grinned around his cock.
I backed off just enough to watch his face. Then I held still and let my throat muscles play up and down his length, swallowing in time to the fuck song in my head. Even Blondie and Butt Boy stopped thrusting, mesmerized by my skills.
Young Papi was losing control fast. "Slow down, I don't wanna come yet," he whined. He tried to pull back but I followed his snake, and my suction was too good; his body kept returning thrusts against his will. "A-a-a-alright," he stuttered, "you win, you got it, girl!"
I slowed my ministrations and let him slide out of my gullet.
"Damn, you can handle a dick," Blondie said, taking his place in my face while Papi calmed down. I really couldn't decide whose dick I liked better; it was like picking between cherry and grape. The red one was fatter, but the purple one was harder and sweeter.
