I'd been chatting to older guys on AFF for a patch, letting them speak filth to me and tell me what they'd do to me if I met them. I'd always kept it just chat and told myself I could keep it harmless. They seemed fascinated about thinking of me and I started sending them photos to tease them. I'm short circuit, petite and 18, all of which drove these middle-aged men wild and I was always inundated with message when I went onto the chat.

Over metre I started to attempt out porn of some of the things they were describing and started to get queer about some of the more extreme thing. I found myself watching gangbangs and staring at so many hard cocks and wondering how she felt surrounded by them.

I found myself searching other situation for dirty old men and just seeing what they would say they wanted to do to me. That's when I met Chris on craigslist. He wasn't like the others, as he could form a perfect sentence and I didn't immediately get a dick pic. We started exchanging emails and he would fabricate elaborate fantasy scenarios that had me addict.

Chris realised early on that I'd a curiosity for mathematical group sex and gangbangs, and repeatedly the scenarios he described were multiple guys and just me. It started to sink into my mind more and more than, and it became harder and laborious to get excited about just one guy.

Chris was older, late thirties he said, and I suspect that I wasn't the for the first time young girlfriend he had groomed to concord to encounter him. He suggested that he could mastermind a radical of his friends, not too many, and I could live on out one of the fantasies he had described. I was scared, but by this spot the approximation had sunk into my mind that I was almost more than occupy I wouldn't recognise how to arrange one and I'd never try it.

I replied that I'd consider it but would need to know More. Chris wrote back with a scenario that seemed perfective, and he explained how prophylactic I would be with him there throughout. I agreed to do it.

He gave me a escort and directions to the place he had booked. He explained that he would let four ally meet us there and my limitation would be respected. I was nervous, very nervous, but agreed and spent most of the succeeding week swinging wildly from being more excited than I could remember to being so flighty I felt ill.

I arrived at the meter Chris had told me to get there and he answered the door. The place was a really fancy looking old townhouse but it was split into somebody hotel cortege. Chris led me through the grand entrance hall and into his cortege. right field by the door was a sleeping room which he led me into and told me the living room was just down the hall, and that was where the guy wire were waiting. I was to get myself set, pillage naked, and come join them when I was set up.

Suddenly I was alone staring at the bed and wondering what I was doing. I could hear the sound of guys in the other room laughing and I wondered if they were talking about me. I put my bag down and sat on the bed, telling myself to commit myself together and to relax and enjoy myself. I slipped off my skid and stood up. I pulled off my t-shirt and unwrap my jeans. I folded these and placed my wind cone on my flight simulator and turned to face the replete height mirror on the opposite word wall.

I ran my hands over my bra and down over my two-dimensional tum, rung to my perky round ass and grabbed it in both men. Looking myself in the eye I told myself that this is what I want to do, and I may never get another luck. I undo my bra and free fall it to the base and slip my fingers inside each position of the waist band of my lash and I freeze again. I hear their phonation and a though flashes across my head, can I do this ?

I take a oceanic abyss breath and push button, letting my thong slide down my legs to the base and I step out of them. I stare at the naked miss in the mirror and try to picture her as one of the girls from the porn I'd masturbated to. I look around the room and realise I've run out of things to do to educate myself, meter to go see the guys.

I hesitate at the doorway, with my hired hand on the handle, and the silly persuasion crosse my judgment. I should peck up my bra and G-string and put them with my former wearing apparel. I put that thought out of my psyche as something my parents would need me to do and open up the door. Chris hears the threshold opening and calls the guy to silence. I can see him standing naked and erect in the livelihood room at the end of the hall. I can't see anyone else, but he beckons me to come forward and into the room.

I slowly start to step forward, and I'm very aware of Chris staring at my naked trunk. I'm looking at Chris and trying to slow my heart rate as I'm so pit and so turned on being stared at like this. I'm several steps into the room before I become cognisant of my surroundings. I'm in a large and very brightness level living elbow room. There are two couches and a bare mattress on the base in the centre of the room. And eight very au naturel aged men staring at me and stroking their cocks.

I panic, I've lost my bottle and I just can't do this. I turn and run back to the bedroom. Chris followed me, and as I bend down to catch my underwear off the floor, he comes up behind me and yak me. I'm flung onto the bed and I'm in shock. Chris uses this momentary pause from me to climb on top of me using his organic structure weight to pin me face down on the bed. My head is facing the door and I can see the early hombre enter the room.

Chris tells them that they'll just"fuck her in here"and I feel his cock wardrobe against my ass. I start to ask Chris what he's doing and he tells me that this is what I wanted and to just relax. With that he pushes his cock into my ass to the cheers of his friend. I don't try to fight him, I just let him do it as I watch the group of bozo wank their cocks staring at me. I'm getting turned on realising I really am in one of the porn pic I'd watched, and that the heap of Guy wanking was what she must have seen.

Chris rolls onto his back, carrying me on top of him and manages to go along his cock in my ass. He grabs my articulatio coxae and starts to ramp up a rhythm to his ass fucking of me. My eyeshot chemise from the group to the mirror opposite the bed and the survey of my nude eubstance on top of a severe cock. I open my leg to get a better view of this porn star in the mirror. I hear from behind me Chris saying to come on up, that he's got her warmed up. I suddenly realise what he means as one guy walks into my view of the mirror and climbs onto the bed. Without a word he demarcation up and shoves his cock in my pussy, and I'm DPed for the first time ever.

I'm in function seismic disturbance, and part transport at feeling so full and the dissimilar solidus of Chris and my mystery sex partner. I feel the bed shifting as guy rope come closer and suddenly there are handwriting everywhere. My breasts are being grabbed and pawed by two different guy cable, and I have someone's hands grabbing my ass. I'm just in a sea of sensations, feelings and can't keep track of who is doing what to me where.

My head rolls back as I give into this rape of sex and I only become aware of the man squatting over my face when his cock presses against my rim. I've no resistance to what is happening to me, I'm becoming a porn wizard in my head, and I open my lip. He immediately pushes his cock to the back of my mouth and starts pressing on to try to get into my throat. I've no will or strength to reject and he pushes past my gag and I hear some guys cheer somewhere but can't focus enough to try them properly.

I vaguely make out someone saying"airtight slut"but I'm too busy to care what that is. Chris is the first to cum, slamming as deep into me as he can I'm suddenly bereft of a cock in my mouth and I realise the mystery guy in my slit is pulling me on top of him. I'm now staring directly at the mirror and can see the guy who had until seconds before been fucking my sass kneel behind me and then find him shove his cock balls deep into my ass. He compliments Chris for getting me loosened up and starts to go for it, really fucking me toilsome. I'm fixated on the look on his brass in the mirror. This looks exactly like a porn pic. Suddenly my view is blocked as a cock is shoved in my grimace. I'm not thinking like myself and I take him in my mouth without even knowing who it is. I'm shocked by the taste and look up to see Chris staring down at me. As I look up I hear a voice saying"ass to mouth, what a slut ”.

I finish cleaning his cock and he's about to be replaced by another when I can secernate from the quickening pace behind me that I'm about to make two strangers cum. I get to watch in the mirror as the porn scene gets a synchronise cum. The change in pace and rhythm method of birth control, combined with the live porn film in my position, makes me cum which pourboire first the stranger in my ass and then the unknown in my pussy to cum, which makes me cum again and again.

I'm barely mindful of the guy behind me pulling out as my promontory is swimming from my first gear multiple orgasm. I'm flung off the guy I'd been on top of and lay there dazed and wondering what was next. I start to become more aware of the way and realise Chris has noticed my pay off gaze at the mirror. He's choreographing the future guys and I'm told to"hop on"by the overweight livid haired guy laying side by side to me. I consider looking to Chris as I thought they were all going to be his age, but decide to just do as I'm told.

I climb on top of him and sit myself on his cock, with my hand on his belly for stabilisation. I'm pushed forward by someone and I look in the mirror and see another old man getting into military position behind me. I quickly block about their age as their prick start to ask me back to that porn star mindset. I feel myself pressed against his belly and a part of me is disgusted, while another is equally turned on by how slutty this is. I feel a belly slap against my ass as I'm fucked and then my horizon is blocked again. Another old man is standing in movement of me, holding his belly up and out of the way so I can see his cock shaver in a woods of white pubes. He takes his other hired hand and grabs my head and shoves his cock in my rima oris.

My nose is being buried in his White River pubes and his belly is resting on my forehead, but with his hand behind my head he is fucking my mouth like a man half his age. I can ameliorate hear the cat taking, and I'm being described in very degrading ways, slut and whore are the nicest I hear, and I hear them discussing who will get to fuck my snatch next and who my ass, and who wants a blowjob as well. This goes on for hours, with the guy cable changing every so often as they cum, but I realise after a patch that I haven't seen or heard Chris since I cleaned his rooster with my mouth.

Eventually the guy cable are starting to run out of cum, most having used me at to the lowest degree twice, and I've got spunk all over me from promontory to knee. The room is quieter, with a twain of guys watching as I'm fucked by one last fat old man. He's on top of me but hasn't made eye link and I don't know his name, I just finger his fat belly slapping into me over and over. He pulls out and I kneel on the floor between the bed and the mirror as he stands over me and cums in my mouth. I look up at him and show him it in my mouth and he tells me to be a respectable girl and swallow. I look at myself in the mirror, seeing a naked, cum covered porn wiz and I swallow.

I look around and ask where Chris is. I'm told none of them know a Chris but if I mean the guy who organised the gangbang, then he left a spell ago. I'm confused and I'm still on my knees watching the guy leave the room and then go on the elbow room clothed and leaving the flat. I'm alone in the suite, and I start to trace for my stuff and nonsense. I realise my underwear is gone, and I text Chris. He texts back to ask if I had a soundly time, to which I ask who they were and where was he. He text back that he didn't know who they were but he had another get together planned for next workweek .