Innocent Girl Gets Gang Fucked
I looked around the living room that I had been in for hours. My pussy and my arsehole felt sore and I had more loads of cum than I could count pouring out of them. On top of that I could feel two loads of cum dripping down my face, but I had luckily managed to stop any of it from getting into my eyes so I could still see.
As I got up onto my knees and saw the next man walking over, he had a huge smile on his face and I gave him a smile back as some more cum dripped down my chin. I didn't move or say anything, I was still trying to catch her breath after my face was so thoroughly fucked by the last guy.
This new one reached down and roughly grabbed my tits, he squeezed my nipple a little which made me give out a little squeal and then pulled away. I stayed silent and just watched as he undid his trousers and wondered which hole this one was going to use.
Although all of my holes felt battered from taking so much cock in one evening, my pussy flinched with excitement knowing I will be taking another one very soon.
"How's your holes feeling slut?" This man asked.
I looked up at him and smiled.
"Perfect," I replied, "Which one do you want to use?"
CHAPTER 1
I stepped out of the shower with a grey towel wrapped around me, sat down at my make up table and blow dried and straightened my long, blonde hair.
It took me another hour to do all of my make up in preparation for my date with Jack. When I was picking an outfit I wanted to choose something sexy enough to make him want me, but conservative enough to not look like a slut.
I only stood at 5 foot 1 and had a curvy figure, my boobs were only C's but with my smaller height they seemed to look bigger. I also moisturised them every day, my boobs being one of my best features.
I eventually settled on a little black dress that hugged my figure nicely, it showed off my curvy hips but also pushed my boobs up a little give away some cleavage.
"Perfect." I said to myself in the full length mirror.
I grabbed my little black bag and headed downstairs to see my mum and dad sat in the living room.
"I'm heading out." I called out to them and tried to run past, knowing my dad doesn't like when I dress this revealing, although it really wasn't that revealing.
"Lola!" I heard him shout back, "Get back here."
Urgh
I grunted to myself and headed back in.
"Yes?" I said in my cutest, innocent girl voice.
"You're wearing that for your date?" He said to me with a stern voice.
"What's wrong with it?" I asked.
"Don't you have anything that could cover you up a little more?" He asked me.
"Dad, it's just a dress." I told him, trying to play it off cool.
"You don't want to give him the wrong idea." He told me, still shaking his head.
"I won't dad, don't worry." I told him.
"Leave her alone Paul," My mum said standing up for me, "She's 19, she's a smart girl."
"Fine." My dad grunted.
"Thanks guys, love you, see you later." I said and ran out the door.
I jumped into the taxi and set off to meet up with Jack.
Now, I knew I was attractive. Not in a cocky and arrogant way, but I was a small blonde that was in shape, a shape I work hard to have. I worked as a personal trainer so I spent my life at the gym. On most of my nights out I would have guys hitting on me and grabbing my arse. I didn't mind it, in fact I saw it as a compliment. However, I was a good girl. Jesus, I had only had sex with one guy and even that was shit! I just knew that confidence came from within and you have to love yourself.
This Jack that I was meeting was from a dating app, he was a few years older than me and he looked like he went to the gym a lot. Truth be told, one of his photos was him topless at a beach and he had an amazing body! A great set of abs which is hard to find. We had been talking for a few weeks and finally agreed to meet up.
My work had me busy all of the time and I never really wanted a boyfriend, however this guy seemed really nice... and hot! So I thought what's the harm in a date.
I eventually got to the bar where we were meeting and saw him stood outside. He was in a nice pair of jeans and a black shirt. His black hair was combed to one side and I had a sigh of relief to know I didn't get catfished.
"Jack?" I said as I walked up to him.
"Hey, Lola. Glad you're here." He said and hugged me. He was over 6 foot and made me feel tiny in his arms.
"Me too, I was worried you wouldn't show." I joked with him.
"No chance." He joked back.
We headed inside and sat down. He ordered a beer and I had a gin and lemonade. I caught myself just staring at his beautiful, chiselled face. He had an amazing jaw line with just a little bit of stubble, that mixed with piercing blue eyes made me weak in the knees.
"So, have you met anyone from a dating app before?" He asked me.
"Never, this is my first date in about a year." I told him with a little laugh.
"Well, I'm honoured." He replied.
As the night went on the conversation was easy and very flirty. Every now and again I would touch his arm and after a short while he moved in close to me so our thighs were touching.
I had two more drinks and I felt myself loosening up a little. I caught him a few times staring at my chest and when he placed his hand on my bare thigh and left it there I felt like I was going to explode.
I looked over at him, his eyes were staring into my soul and I felt his hand squeeze my thigh. His lips just looked so, inviting.
Without giving me time to second guess it, I leant forward and planted a kiss on him. I closed my eyes and I felt one of his hands hold my face as we slowly kissed. After a few second I opened my mouth and felt his tongue slip inside of mine.
I pressed my tongue against his and I was feeling light headed. I hadn't felt this turned on by a man in so long! Something about him just got me going, I didn't care that I was so openly making out with him in a bar.
Our tongues just kept dancing along each other, his hand kept squeezing my thigh and my hand moved up to lay on his chest.
"Mmmm." I lightly moaned into his mouth. I could feel between my legs feeling like butterflies.
This isn't like me, what's happening?
I thought, but I couldn't deny it, I was very, very horny!
Although I was far from a slut, I knew I just had to go home with him. It's been so long and since my first time was so shit I needed to feel what it was like with a real man.
I broke the kiss and moved only an inch or so away from him, my mouth was giving out short, breathes as I stared at him with hunger in my eyes.
"Should we... go back to your place?" I whispered and saw a huge smile take over his face.
"Are you sure?" He asked.
Him asking me that, being a gentlemen just made me confirm the decision.
"Definitely." I told him.
He grabbed my hand and stood up in a second.
"Let's go." He said and I let out a laugh at how eager he was.
When we went outside to get a taxi I couldn't believe what I was doing. My friends would never believe this! This wasn't like me at all, going home with a guy on a first date! I was pretty much a virgin, yet here I was going home knowing I was about to have sex!