Derrick stood in the doorway of the back bedroom, wondering at the sight within. Usually, he found college parties a waste of time. Cheap beer, overly loud music and a bunch of mindless posers bumping and grinding amid a crowd of sweaty drunks. This was something else. Well, the cheap beer, overly loud music and sweaty drunks surrounding him were the same, but the bumping and grinding going on in the back bedroom was of a different order.
In the middle of the small, cluttered bedroom, sprawled on a cheap bed, lay a seriously hot and totally naked coed. She had milky skin and dark curly hair. Her long, firm legs were spread, framing a completely shaven pussy into which her long fingers slid in rhythmic motion. Her breasts were large, firm and smeared with cum which oozed between them and down her neck. Her pretty face too was covered in sticky cum. Streaks of semen even lined her hair. Her eyes were closed and she sighed in pleasure as her fingers continued to work her pussy.
Derrick thought he recognized her. She looked a lot like the brunette coed who kept flashing her panties at the art professor, and the rest of the class besides. Still, this coed was a lot more naked and cum covered, so it was hard to tell for sure.
"See, dude," the drunk standing next to him slurred, "I knew I heard fucking in here."
"Fuck, man," another drunk, this one muscular and blond, groaned, "I'm getting' me some of that."
His friends laughing and whispering a mix of encouragement and warning, the muscular blond marched into the room, fumbling with his jeans.
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Liz moaned as her fingers danced against her clit. Her pussy and throat ached from the vigorous fucking she had just received. Her face and breasts were sticky with drying with cum. It had all been Becky's scheme, her pleasantly harsh punishment to Liz for her and her friends' various sexual indiscretions. Now, Becky had left Liz alone to pleasure herself. Though not totally alone. Liz could hear them talking softly at the door. Knowing she was being watched as she masturbated in her disheveled state was an even greater thrill. Her pleasure grew and grew as she thought of them watching her, until finally she felt her orgasm washing over her.
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The crowd of drunks in the doorway hooted and laughed softly as the brunette's hips started jerking and twitching under her own fingers. Little cries and moans escaped from her lips as her body bucked. Suddenly, she tensed and gave a loud cry as she came.
Johnson, the big blond drunk in the room, finally succeeded in opening his jeans and shoving them down around his ankles as he climbed onto the bed next to the orgasming coed.
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Liz was a little surprised when she felt the bed shift under someone's weight. She smiled, wondering which of the guys had decided to come back for more. She was betting it was Kevin or Gary, neither of whom had actually fucked her pussy tonight.
Rough, fumbling hands pulled at her legs, trying to spread them apart. Eyes still closed, savoring the mystery, Liz let her legs drop open. She spread her fingers, buried between her wet folds, opening her pussy wide to the vision of whichever guy it was who had come back to her. She could feel his weight above her as he climbed between her legs. A heavy arm braced itself beside her, while she felt a hard shaft pushing against her wet, pliant pussy. With a grunt, the shaft entered her, sliding in easily. Liz arched up to meet him, wondering whose dick it was. It didn't feel like Kevin.
Liz opened her eyes, expecting to see Gary, and gasped. The muscular shoulders and blond head leering over her, eyes glazed with lust and alcohol, was a total stranger. Shocked, Liz lay perfectly still. The muscular stranger continued to thrust steadily into her, grunting each time his heavy shaft sank into her wet pussy. Uncertain, Liz struggled to glance past the stranger toward the door. She saw the doorway filled with unfamiliar faces, leering at her as this strange man pumped his dick into her with a quickening pace. Already a couple of the other strangers were coming into the room, pulling at their own pants.
Liz gasped and gave a startled cry as the stranger insider her started to thrust harder and faster. Her head was swimming. On the one hand, she was horrified by the knowledge that a strange penis was inside her and other strange penises were gathering around her. On the other hand, a thrill ran through her at the thought that these total strangers were in her thrall. Liz had long ago decided that she loved sex. She had never been unwilling to fuck or suck any guy she went out with, even casually. Still, this was the first time she had ever fucked a guy who she had never even seen before he entered her.
The muscular blond was grunting and thrusting almost wildly now. Liz gasped under him. His hard thrusts, after the already vigorous fucking she had endured tonight, were starting to hurt, but along with the pain, involuntary pleasure sparked through her with each hard thrust. Liz groaned as he hammered into her. Suddenly, he gave a shuddering groan and his whole body tensed. Deep inside her, Liz felt his dick stiffen and surge. Warm wetness flooded into her as this stranger unleashed spurt after spurt of cum into Liz's naked pussy.
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With a final shudder and groan, Johnson pulled out of the coed and staggered to his feet. Panting, he leered down at her. He thought she looked just like a slutty porn star, with drying cum covering her face and tits and sticking to her hair. He watched as his sticky white cum started to ooze out of her red well-fucked snatch. The bitch looked like she was soaked in spunk. He wondered if he could have another go at her. Maybe if he stuck it in her mouth, she'd get him up again, but even as he thought of it, Peter, his meat in his hand, was stepping up to the coed's face.
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Still gasping in shock, Liz looked up at the stranger who had just fucked her. She could feel his cum inside her. She wondered what was going through his head, wondered how she should be reacting. Part of her wanted to scream, but another part was thrilled at the thought that he just hadn't been able to resist her. He wasn't alone either. Already another guy, this one a crew-cut athlete, was standing beside her head with a hard dick in his hand. Liz squealed as the crew-cut guy grabbed her hair and pulled her face up to his hard dick.
"Come on, bitch," Crew-cut cursed at her, rubbing his hard shaft against her face. "Suck me real good and you can swallow my spunk instead of wearing it."
Liz moaned involuntarily. His rough handling and curses thrilled her even more. Liz eagerly started to lick the head of the man's dick, greedily lapping up his salty pre-cum. She yelped as the man yanked on her hair again, pulling her against him. Holding her head, the man rubbed his dick against her face, smearing sticky pre-cum over her lips, her cheek and even her nose.
"Open up, bitch," the crew cut man moaned, "I'm gonna fuck your throat."
Whimpering, Liz opened her mouth wide, sticking out her tongue to make room for the man's thick shaft. Hands gripping her head tightly, the stranger shoved his dick into her mouth. Liz fought for calm, trying to relax her jaw and throat as the thick, fleshy invader plunged into her face. Her abused throat, already sore from Kevin's earlier face fucking, convulsed around the stranger's shaft.
"Gag on it bitch," The stranger snarled as she struggled to take him in. He moaned as he bottomed out, his entire dick buried deep in Liz's throat.
"Man," another voice said in awe, "she swallowed your whole cock!"
"Oh fuck yeah," the crew cut stranger moaned. Holding Liz's head firmly in his hands, he started thrusting his hips. Liz struggled to stay still, accepting, as he fucked her face as it were a pussy. Her eyes closed and she let herself drift. Her body relaxed, a passive vessel for the stranger's pounding dick. She moaned softly as the long shaft plunged savagely down her abused throat.
Somewhere else, as if far away, Liz felt hands caressing her thighs, spreading her legs apart again. The dick in her mouth withdrew and she allowed herself be turned over and pulled up onto her hands and knees. Strong hands gripped her head. She opened her mouth, once again accepting the hard dick which thrust into her face. Other hands grabbed her hips and a second shaft sank easily into her cum-soaked pussy. For the second time tonight, Liz was double penetrated, a hard dick thrusting into both ends of her battered body.
Liz tried to cry out raggedly, but the noise was muffled by the hard meat filling her mouth. The shaft in her pussy moved in rapid, frantic thrusts. Involuntarily, she rocked back to meet each thrust, arching her back and feeling a thrill of pleasure growing as the dick pounded into her. Liz's head started to bob on the shaft thrusting into her face as she ceased to be a passive vessel and began to participate. As strangers fucked her face and pussy, she began to fuck back.
Too soon the man behind her tensed, thrusting deep with one final push. A warm load of cum rushed out of him, joining the first to fill Liz's bare pussy. As the dick was pulled from her, she moaned around the shaft that filled her face. She could feel sticky semen oozing down her thighs, leaking from her overflowing body.
