I previously wrote these stories over twenty years ago and after many years reading stories on Literotica I have decided to start posting my own. After these are posted I will start working on new ones. I did very little revising or editing to these stories. Mostly minor changes in grammar and punctuation, sentence structure, and readability. --------------
Her First Gang Bang 5 - Put Out or Get Out
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Becky was scared. And shocked. And very pissed off.
So what's the answer? Your friend looks like she's already decided.
Yea, Ramona was a stupid slut. She was staggering back to the van with one guy when another met them and simply escorted her back to the bushes. Becky doubted her friend had figured out she was going to be pulling a train before it was all over. And if these guys had their way, so would she.
Willie, you can't be serious. We're 50 miles out in the middle of nowhere, there is no way I can walk back and you know it!
Baby, I've seen your legs. You've got strong legs and I am sure you can do it if you want to.
Now they weren't even waiting for Ramona to come back to the van. Becky saw two more guys heading to where she had went with the last guy.
Look. Willie. Hank. Come on. This just isn't fair. I mean, c'mon, jeez, how many of you guys are out here? 10? 11? That's a lot of guys to party with. Her resolve was fading.
"Fourteen."
She shuddered, wondering how many Ramona would be taking on, performing a couple calculations in her head.
But like, you know, Ramona is quite the party girl. Maybe you won't need to dance with the whole party.
Why don't we just leave Ramona with the other guys, and maybe the three of us could find someplace more private.
Hmm. I'm not sure that would be fair to Ramona. She's working for the same ride ya know.
About that time the second guy Ramona had walked off with came back to the clearing, alone, waving a pair of red panties. Becky felt chills watching the others high fiving their friend and making a production out of smelling the crotch of the under pants. Three more of the group promptly departed for the bushes to find Ramona.
It's getting late, maybe we should just load Ramona up in the van and take off. What do you think Willie?
Yeah, lets do it. Drag her ass out of the bushes and mount up, so to speak.
Wait! Wait. Shit! You guys are real bastards.
I am offended. We pay you a compliment, make an offer, and you speak to us like that? Tsk, tsk.
What do you want me to do? She had grown quiet.
I have been dying to see you naked...and with that gorgeous mouth...num num num.
With her back to the main group, Becky slowly began to unbutton her shirt. Pulling the shirttail from her jeans she pulled her arms through the sleeves. Holding the shirt, she looked for a place to lay it down, keep it neat and clean.
Oh yeah, you look good. Is that a wonder bra? That's a girl, just hand me the bra too, I'll put it someplace safe.
You have tasty tits sweetheart, I just love them. Hank was helping himself to her nipples.
Becky shivered, and the others were beginning to notice what she was doing. Keeping her pants on, she dropped slowly to her knees.
Having trouble with that buckle? Let ol' Willie help you out, I've done this before, you know. His erection was quickly freed. Ohhh, baby. You've done this before too, haven't you? Oops, let me help you out. There, I'll bet you can answer now. So, have you done this before? Speak up, sweetie.
Yes.
Ever pulled a train?
...no
Oh yeah, there ya go, don't mind that hand on the back of your head I'm just a control freak, hehehe, oooohhhh. This ain't gonna take long you are gooood, aww YEAH! After just a few minutes, Willie erupted in her mouth.
Coughing, gagging, and spitting, Becky was making it clear she wasn't enjoying it as much as the male members of the party.
You are a pig.
Let me help you up, for just a moment sweet lips, Hank was determined to enjoy this to the fullest. You are overdressed. Don't cover up...put those hands somewhere else. Let me help you with this snap. What an easy zipper, it must be well lubed. I just love reaching into a young ladies pants for the first time. Those are soft panties, and pretty.
You may want to move those legs apart just slightly, there you go. Hey Johnny, I'm getting in her pants! Hahaha! Oh my, what a soft pussy, not quite wet just yet.
Let's get this over with, your idea of romance isn't going to get it done for me.
Then drop the pants and get back on your knees.
Becky began to push her jeans over her hips and down her thighs, kicking off her sneakers in the process. I can't believe you guys are doing this. How horny and hard up are you anyway? Can't get girls to fuck you because they want to?
Becky stood for just a moment. Wearing white cotton string bikini panties and pink socks, she was gorgeous. Her breasts were round and firm and clearly nineteen. Her long blonde hair was straight and thick and shiny. In a few weeks it would be long enough to cover her nipples, but not tonight. She loved the tennis and volleyball courts, and it showed.
And soon, she was back on her knees with a cock in her mouth. Hank was enjoying her attentions and several more of the party goers were getting a heads up on the new action.
Becky's panties were showing quite a bit of cheek, and not covering a whole lot in front either. The hairs poking out from under the elastic band proved she would be in need of a bikini trim before swim season got under way.
But Hank wasn't too concerned about that part, he was too wrapped up in the attention her mouth was paying his private parts. Very soon, he too had a firm grip on the back of her head, delivering a slam bang skull fucking as the young woman dug her nails into his thighs as her only means of self defense.
AAAWWWW, bitch, here I kuuummm! Uh, uh, uhnnn, aaaahhhhh, yeah.
Once again, Becky found herself coughing and spitting and gasping for air. It felt like her lips, mouth, and throat was plastered with semen. Not surprisingly, Johnny wanted next shot. Johnny was one of several of these guys she had dated once or twice, and Becky remembered his fondness for her blowjobs.
Johnny had removed his pants and moved to her, bobbing his familiar cock in front of her face. See anything you recognize? He taunted her, I'll bet you do. Barely cognizant of the cheering and catcalls surrounding her, Becky continued her performance, delivering blowjob number three.
Johnny remembered her skills and allowed Becky control of this sex act knowing he would likely enjoy it more. He also figured that the woman was rather motivated to do a good job and get things over that much quicker. Something Johnny wanted to delay, he planned on making it last.
Becky quickly sensed Johnny was allowing her to work at her own pace, and she appreciated it. Although, she also knew his motives weren't much better than the first two. He simply wanted to cum in her mouth.
From the corner of her eye she noticed two of Ramona's partners emerging from the bushes. Taking in the sight before them, they joined their friends in a raucous whoop and danced their way over to the beer keg. Becky wondered how Ramona was making out with her end of the party.
Sensing a lack of concentration on the task at hand, Johnny piped in, Don't get distracted on me darlin', don't lose interest, just focus. And then focus some more. The men were delirious with laughter at their own bad jokes.
Hey man, she heard someone shout, One at a time ain't gonna cut it. The other chick knows how to party hard, and maybe this one needs a little lesson.