Kate and Liz put me through hell in high school. The twin girls were beautiful, entitled, and very wealthy. I was a bookish, plain Jane type that qualified for free lunch. I'm sure they didn't even know I existed until I became lab partners with Kate's boyfriend. She saw me as a threat that needed to be destroyed. It was a completely random chance pairing, but of course that didn't matter.
The twins immediately began spreading rumors about me. Within days I was the class whore. They even sent an anonymous letter to the pastor of my church under the guise of "concern for my spiritual health". They were completely psychopathic.
I became a pariah for the next two and a half years. Few girls would be my friend, and no guys would have anything to do with me. The social isolation and constant supply of new, ever more depraved rumors instilled a great shame in me. I fell into a pretty deep depression that didn't let up until I finished high school.
College life was great. It was like I was a completely new person. I even allowed myself to indulge my sexual fantasies. I don't know if it was to spite the twins, but I even tried some kinky experimenting. A few times I worked up the nerve to offer a blowjob to a stranger at the bar. There were no dozen man gang bangs or anything, but I did fuck two guys on several occasions. It took awhile, but I was able to kick any shame I felt. I became the cumwhore the rumors said I was. My holes were open to be used and filled.
Fast forward about five years.
I was 27 and working in Chicago. I'd become even more adventurous with my sexuality and had even started selling videos of myself online. The first videos were just me masturbating and talking about my fantasies. I built up a small, but dedicated fan base. I'd exchange emails with them where they'd detail what they wanted to do to me and I'd tell them how much their deviant desires turned me on. This continued for about a year until I was recognized by a fan while at the grocery store. We talked for a few minutes and the next thing I knew was pulling him into the men's bathroom. In got to my knees in the handicapped stall and swallowed his cock. I sucked his balls, turned him around and ate his asshole while giving him a reach around. The whole time I was masturbating. I must have cum half a dozen times.
He came in my ass. I was on all fours with my cheek against the dirty bathroom floor. So much cum flooded my asshole, but I held it inside me. We exchanged numbers, and he mentioned how we should have filmed our encounter. "The guys on the board will never believe this happened," he said smiling.
"Pull out you phone," I said with a smile. He started filming. "Hi guys," I said. "My biggest fan and I just had the best time in this public toilet. Say hi."
He turned the phone toward himself. "You jealous, fuckers?" He said before turning the camera back toward me.
"I was going to save this for later, but I am just too hungry." I unbuttoned my pants and pulled them and my panties down to my ankles. Squatting over the bathroom floor, I relaxed my asshole and let the cum flow out. I got to my knees and slurped the puddle of semen from the stained linoleum. "Bye guys," I said after swallowing the last drop of cum.
This opened the flood gates. Everyday fans would contact me wanting to meet up. Several times a week I'd agree.
I was insatiable.
My favorite tryst was in the back row of a movie theater. When the lights dimmed, my date pulled his cock out. I was wearing a skirt sans panties and sat on his lap. My anus swallowed the length of his swollen cock. He used my hole for the entire two and a half hour run time. I slowly lifted and lowered my ass. He only pulled out to let me expel each fresh load of cum. I squatted over a small fountain drink cup let let his cum drip out. After a brief respite I would sit back on his lap and use my anus to milk another orgasm from him.
He came five times.
The entire time he whispered obscenities in my ear. I was his whore and his slut. My only worth came from my warm holes. I should feel lucky for the small cup of cum slowly filling on the sticky floor. It was a meal I didn't deserve.
When the credits rolled I drank the collected loads while I fingered myself to orgasm.
After a few months of one on one encounters I decided to take it a step further. I wanted that gang bang. The one I'd been fantasizing about since middle school. I let my fans know what I was planning, and that I'd being taking applications.
The application was to be a video of the guy cumming. I placed equal weight on dick size and load size when deciding who to invite.
After notifying the winners, I decided it would go down on the last Friday of the month. I counted down the days while denying myself an orgasm. It was torture.
Finally the day arrived.
It was almost 6pm and I was pacing around my apartment, my stomach in knots. The guys were all meeting somewhere first so they could all come up together.
When I heard the knock at my door, I got weak in the knees.
I opened the door and the men filed in silently. The first guy took my hand and led me into the living room. The rest formed a circle around me. "Kneel," the first guy said.
I obeyed and he joined the rest of the men in the circle around me. In unison they pulled down their pants.
It was all very ritualistic, and kind of corny. I would have preferred a more no frills affair, but I decided to just go with it.
I looked around at all the glorious cocks. Some were still soft and others were throbbing and dripping precum. I waited for an order, but none came. They all just stood silently. After a couple minutes I took the initiative. I crawled to the guy with the softest dick and took him into my mouth. He stiffened up quickly.
I blew him for several minutes, stopping only to suckle at his heavy balls. "I'm going to cum," he said mere moments before his thick load filled my mouth. I pulled his dick out and sucked a drop from his swollen head. Smiling up at him, I swallowed the first of the weekend's countless loads.
Then I moved clockwise to the next guy. They all received a near identical blowjob to kick off the festivities. After about 90 minutes I got the last guy off. After swallowing his load and wiping my mouth I smiled up at him. "Go sit on the sofa," I told him.
He obeyed and walked across the living room and took a seat. The others broke from the circle and watch me with palpable anticipation.
With a belly full of cum, I crawled over to the seated man. "Lean back and lift your legs." He smiled and did as I asked. For the next several minutes I ate his asshole, tracing the rim of his anus with my tongue and then burying it to the hilt. I kept eye contact as his dick stiffened again and stretched across my face. Eventually I stopped and pulled back. "Next."
Another guy quickly sat on the other end of the sofa. I crawled to him as he lifted his legs. He moaned as my tongue probed his tight asshole.
For the next two hours I did nothing but eat ass. I let no one cum and struggled to keep my self from masturbating. Finally, after having my fill of ass, I stood up. My knees ached a glorious ache. I stood unsteadily and began to strip.
Once completely naked, I took a seat on the sofa and lifted my legs just like the dozen men had over the previous hours. The man nearest to me dove to floor and buried his face in my sopping cunt. He brought me to two orgasms in less than five minutes, before turning his attention to my puckered anus. He smelled my asshole loudly, then buried his tongue inside. For several minutes he feasted.
I rubbed my clit and brought myself to a third and fourth orgasm. "Fuck me," I said as the euphoria of my last cum started to fade. The man's tongue slipped out of my ass and he jumped to his feet. He buried his cock inside my cunt and fucked me violently. In less than a minute he blew a load deep inside me. When he pulled out I cupped my hand over my hole and collected his dripping load. Cum in hand, I got up and bent over the couch. I reached behind me lubed my asshole with the mixture of cum and my juices. "Someone fuck my ass."
I buried my face in the cushion and waited to be ravaged. With one violent thrust, my bowels were filled.
For the next few hours the men took turns on me. I lost count after the tenth guy came in my now gaping and aching butthole.
After the last guy finished for the night, I collapsed on the sofa. My right breast rested in the puddle of cum that had dripped from throbbing anal sphincter. Before passing out, I glanced at the clock.
It was 3am.
I woke from a dreamless sleep when a hot load landed on my cheek. Within seconds of waking, a man had buried himself in my pussy.
I spent most of Saturday laying on the sofa, letting the men use me as they pleased. I only asked that they cum on my body. I wanted to be coated inside and out with their cum. Throughout the day, the men came and went. They took breaks to shower or get something to eat, but not a minute passed without a man inside me. Cum glistened on my body and caked in my hair.
It was pure bliss.
It was just after sundown when things started to wind down. The last load of cum landed on my tits and I smeared it into my skin.
I sat up as the men dressed. And just like that they left as quietly as they'd arrived.
I sat for several minutes, savoring the stench of cum and sweat in the air. Exhaustion quickly overtook me and I struggled to my feet. Semen dripped from my body as I made my way to my bedroom. I got under the covers and pulled the blanket over my head. Within minutes I feel asleep smiling and basking in the stench of whore.
I awoke over 12 hours later and reluctantly showered.
I rode the high of that gang bang for the next week. I felt like I was floating. All shame was gone and I couldn't have been happier.
Occasionally my mind drifted to Kate and Liz. Because of their abuse, I'd nearly rejected my true nature. I could have easily lived the rest of my life as a shame filled prude. The thought made me shudder. As soon as the twins drifted into my mind, I forced them out. Those cunts weren't worthy to take up space in my head.
But try as I might, I could not help but think of them. As the weeks passed my hatred for them began to grow. How many of their victims hadn't been as lucky as me? How many broken psyches lay in their wake?
One night I was in bed masturbating before going to sleep. Eyes closed, my mind replayed images from previous sexual exploits and created new, ever more depraved scenarios. I was nearing orgasm when the twins popped in my head.
My eyes shot opened.
I suddenly knew what I needed to. The plan came to me fully formed as if gifted to me. I continued masturbating as the plan relived itself to me. Orgasm took me as I shocked myself with the depths of my depravity.
The plan started with a phone call to Kate. I told her I was trying to open a bakery and was looking for investors. With feigned desperation, I told her how much she and Liz could help me. I stroked her ego, hoping she'd take the bait. The sisters would have loved to hold my livelihood in their hands.
Kate agreed to talk to Liz and get back to me. They decided to help me out and we set up a time to meet.
