I arrived home from work as normal but I was off tomorrow, so this was the start of my long weekend. Another boring night to look forward to. After a microwave curry I decided to turn on my computer and see what was happening in the big wide world. I first logged onto my Facebook account, I only have twenty six friends but I had a look anyway. To my astonishment I have a new friend request, its from Donna. My fingers are shaking as I click the "Accept Friend." Button.
I quickly look through her home page and then find her photo albums, my cock is already in my hand, as I enter her profile pictures. In the first Donna looks drunk, dressed in a skin tight ruffled white mini-dress, she is bending slightly forward, her cleavage bulging out of the top of the revealing outfit. Her legs were clad with white stockings, the lace tops not covered by the shortness of the dress. I was stroking my cock furiously but I don't want to cum to soon, so I have to slow my pace. In the second photo Donna is sat down with a group of people, in what looks like a bar. Again she is wearing a short dress but this time it is midnight blue, her blonde hair cascading over her shoulders, her blue eyes gleaming but the best part was her legs were slightly open and her white panties were clearly visible. Shit, my cock erupted, I was covered in jet after jet of my hot cum.
After cleaning myself up, I returned to the computer screen, viewing more and more images of this goddess. Holiday snaps of her in various bikini's that hardly covered any of her fabulous body. Pictures of Donna on nights out displaying her in the skimpiest of clothes, always surrounded by a gang of men. My cock had regained its erection and I made sure I wanked over every image.
I finally reached the last album entitled "XXX", it was lots of pictures of Donna in various states of undress but she didn't show her tits or pussy. The shots were mainly of her in bra's and panties but this was enough to make me cum again. I was about to log off but decided to click back to her profile and look at her friends list, I was interested to see who else would be wanking over her tonight. "Friends:- 1." That couldn't be right, what as she playing at? I was the only one on her list. When suddenly a message popped up.
"Are you still Cumming tomorrow night. LOL". It was from her, my deflated cock once again sprang to life.
I immediately answered her. "Yes, I will be there." I waited for the next fifteen minutes but there was nothing more from Donna.
Saturday evening finally came and I arrive at the Madison bar about eight. The bar was empty, I ordered a drink. Talking to the barmaid, she tells me not many people come in before nine. I settle down with my lager. After about ten minutes, I am half way through my pint, when I see Donna enter the pub with a group of four men.
Donna looked amazing, she was wearing a deep red, green and cream tartan pleated skirt, that just about covered her panty line, white socks with black ribbons that fastened just above her knee. A tight white blouse, the bottom tied up in a knot, exposing her midriff, with the top two buttons undone, revealing a glimpse of her pink bra. A burgundy and white striped tie around her neck completed her outfit. She looked like a perfect slutty schoolgirl.
Donna walks past me but doesn't say a word, she winks her eye as she passes by and takes a seat with the men. My mind starts to wander, is she going to fuck all of these guys or has she already been fucked. My cock is hard as I stare at her.
After five of ten minutes of banter at the table, Donna gets up and I see her head into the gents toilets. I quickly follow, the group of men take no notice of me. I quietly open the door and enter, there are four cubicles, I cannot see Donna but know she must be in one of them. I drop to the floor and look though the gaps at the bottom of each door. I can see her feet in the second cubicle. As I stand up, I hear the toilet door open, I quickly jump into the third cubicle and lock the door.
I can hear the next cubicle door squeak open and Donna laughs as the man enters. I hear a zip open, it must be his. I then listen to him gasp as he starts to speak. "Suck me bitch, suck my cock you fucking slut."
It takes me a moment to pluck up the courage, I then undo the lock and open the door and sneak a peek into the next toilet. Donna is sat down, the view of her obscured by the man. His back is towards me and his hips are bucking relentlessly towards Donna's face. She is now gagging on his meat but takes a grip on his arse, she wants more. I again hear someone open the main toilet door, I nip back into my hiding place.
I hear the voice of another man. "Get her up Dave and you sit on the bog. She can still suck you while I fuck her." I could hear them moving around and then moments later I heard Donna yelp, again I sneak a quick glance, the second man is balls deep in her cunt. Her screams are muffled by the cock jammed down her throat but she doesn't seem to want it to stop.
I quietly leave the toilets and I retake my seat at the bar, over the next twenty minutes all four men have entered the toilet, more than once and I guessed they had all fucked Donna hard, filling both her mouth and cunt with their discharge. Another few minutes pass by and then Donna reappears, she walks past me, her legs seem a bit wobberly but she gives me a smile, sticking her tongue out slightly, I can see the sperm still in her mouth, coating her teeth. What a slut, my cock is ripping at the material of my trousers in its quest to escape its prison.
