She remembers being 22 years old, opening her eyes, turning her head and seeing a fully erect cock sticking out from under her right arm. It was shiny and slick with oil and was thrusting back and forth urgently. She remembers she was kneeling, straddling one man with his organ buried deep in her ass, while another crouched in front of her, enjoying her nipples. Then she remembers, later on, being upright but not standing, her feet not touching the floor because of the boner that was buried in her ass, holding her off the floor, and the second one which rammed her cunt at the same time. She remembers how her feet had dangled uselessly as the two men enjoyed her.
She remembers sucking off two, no...seven men in a row and how her tummy had gurgled afterwards from the bubbly globs of jizz she'd gulped. But she remembers how her stomach settled when they put her on her hands and knees and began to lubricate her ass-hole. She'd burped and the smell-flavor of fresh semen wafted up and filled her nose.
She remembers laying on her back a long (or short) time later, somewhere in that same house, being screwed hard and fast by some other man. His face blurred with the rest of them. But she remembers how someone had grabbed her ankle and hauled her leg up and out to the side slightly, and then how it felt to have a cock-head pushing and pressing into the sole of her foot. It had had a massage-like quality.
She remembers how her other foot was then pulled aside and used the same way, and she remembers how it felt when the first load of cum gushed out and leaked between her toes from underneath and how it felt as that goo slowly seeped down the top of her pointing foot. She remembers there was a hot spray right afterwards and how it smelled as the tiny droplets of urine, splashing through her toes, rained down on her like a warm mist.
She remembers standing at the refreshment table, drinking a soda while someone fucked her from behind. She let it happen while she finished her drink. She grabbed a handful of chocolate chip cookies and stood, and felt a river of semen oozing down the inside of her right thigh. She remembers heading outside for a breath of fresh air, wanting to be alone after hours of continuous fucking and taking another soda and cookies with her. She remembers how it felt to have drying cum on the bottoms of her bare feet and how her toes seemed glued together by it.
She remembers padding up the carpeted stairs and meeting yet another man and letting him lift her from the floor and settle her on his rigid cock. She remembers trying not to spill her drink while he fucked her that way, and remembers how thankful she was that when he was through he set her gently back down on the floor again.
She remembers nibbling her cookies and finishing them long before she reached the top floor of the house, and how even the hallway up there was littered with writhing, naked bodies of both genders, doing things to each other with no regard of gender.
She remembers glancing at a cute girl, her age, who knelt, sucking the toes of yet another cute girl, and how the second one seemed to enjoy it so much. She remembers wondering to herself about that, and remembering how nice it felt, how actually erotic it was when those men had used her feet for their pleasure. Eight of them, she remembers.
And she remembers how she needed to pee and found a bathroom down the hall, one with doors on both sides of the room, and how she sat and smiled to herself at being able to simply sit and not worry about letting down her panties - or removing anything else for that matter - and how she sipped her soda as she peed and felt quite pleased with herself for no reason at all.
She remembers how the other door to the bathroom opened and how two men came in and saw her relieving herself ,and the shock and then excitement she felt deep inside because it was the first time anyone had watched her pee. She remembers how the men stood stroking their already hard cocks as they watched her and how she smiled at them and how she felt herself blush - even after all she'd been through. She remembers how they then came up to her where she sat and pushed their dicks at her and how she'd opened her mouth and sucked them at first, and then how she simply kept still while they thrust in and out of her mouth. She remembers how they took turns and how one would watch, slowly rubbing himself while the other used her mouth and how happy she felt that they found her pretty enough to look at and to take pleasure in.
She remembers that neither of them came, but that they stood back and peed in her lap. She remembers how it felt to have that hot water leaking down between her thighs and down underneath her pussy and dripping down to join her own pee in the toilet bowl, and she remembers how much she wanted them to fuck her, but that they turned and went out the other door.
She remembers feeling alone in that cool room, even though the heat of the piss was still warming her thighs.
She remembers how another girl came in, naked and barefoot as she was, saw her sitting on the toilet and started to apologize and withdraw, and how she found herself quickly telling the girl she was through and that she could use the toilet. She remembers standing, flushing and starting to leave and remembers the girl's soft voice asking her to stay and keep her company. She remembers agreeing with a shrug and a nod and going to sit on the edge of the bath tub, looking at the walls and ceiling, trying to give the girl some sense of privacy. But she remembers glancing over once or twice and finding that the girl was actually quite pretty, and she remembered the other two girls in the hall, making love, and she looked at the girl again, enjoying the quiet sounds of her urine splashing in the silent room, and how she thought the sound was sweet and pretty and sexy.
