This is one of the first stories I wrote, for a young Lady I was chatting with on Flickr. She wanted a raspy sex news report where she was the asterisk.

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'' diddly-shit ! '' That was the foremost thing I heard you say. That was the start thing I heard you say after your car ran into my car in the parking lot. More like plowed into the rear of my car, popping the trunk.

We examine our cars. Yours does n't have much if any wrong. Mine is going to be in the shop for a week. teach me to drive a fancy new car. Your quondam car is servicing you well through alum school. And that 's when you drop the next turkey.

'' Sorry mister, I did n't mean to hit your car. Is there any way I could pay for this, without reporting it to insurance ? I ca n't open any more points on my disc. '' you wail. I tell you it looks like a $ 3000 repair job, and you start to cry. `` I 'm in school, I ca n't afford that. How else can I pay you ? '' I am looking around, trying to calculate a way out of this lot. You do it for me.

'' Hey mister, what 's with all of the hard drink in the trunk ? '' I look back and realize my cargo is safe with the exclusion of one feeding bottle of scotch. `` Well, it 's for a unmarried man party I am hosting tomorrow night. Hey, I got it. Do you want to solve off your throwaway tomorrow night ? You can do be a waitress at the company. I will give you $ 500 deferred payment towards the harm, and we will carve up any wind the guys give you. After a couple of more parties, the repair will be paid for. ''

You start to see around, something on your brain. `` Well, I am supposed to be working on a newspaper publisher, but I was already planning on going out with one of my girlfriends who is in town this weekend. ''

'' Bring her along. I will pay her $ 500 as well, and she can save her wind. And make trusted you wear something slutty. This is a unmarried man party. '' You agree, and I give the address for the political party, telling you to be there at 5:30 sharp.

Thankfully, both of you show up on time. I show you around the party room I reserved in the clubhouse at my complex. I point out the bar domain and the kitchen. Then I hand each of you a bag. `` What is this ? '' you ask.

'' Neither one of you is slutty enough, so these are your wait costumes for tonight. Wear them. You will get more tips than wearing what you got on. '' You both go back to the bathroom and arrive back 5 minute of arc later in Playboy bunny costumes, all over with ears and a tail.

'' This is a little tight in the private parts, '' you comment. I suggest that you lose the pantie and the camel toe will get you Sir Thomas More tips. You reluctantly agree.

By 7:30, the party is hopping. tidy sum of guys drinking and watching some sports, and you two are doing your best to keep open manus off of your asses. I motion you both over to the bar around 9. `` How would you like to double your money ? '' I ask. You both nod your top dog in agreement. `` Then go standpoint in the center of the room and strip off your costumes. service drinks naked for 30 arcminute. ''

Your friend starts to waffle, but you need the money to pay me off. So you go right to the pith of the room, standing by the hostler of pureness and strip down to your natal day wooing. Every guy in the blank space is watching you. `` Beer, whisky or me ? '' you chime in your best stewardess vox. The lieu roars with laugh and cheerfulness. You get your acquaintance to come up over and you force her to need off her outfit. more than cheering and cat calls.

'' Boys, '' you say, `` I owe the bartender $ 2000, and that 's after serving you drinkable and stripping naked for you. Who wants a opus of my ass ? Highest bidder gets first shooter at me. '' Suddenly, every guy in the room is whipping out $ 100 bills. I come into the meat of the way and stall between the two naked Whitney Young girlfriend. `` I will save off your debt if your friend does the groom ... '' I look at her and she gulps, `` .... and if you do me. Right here, right now. ''

Without even looking at your friend, you agree. You drop to your knees and unzip my pants. My peter is semi-hard from standing next to you, but now it explodes to broad sizing. I look over and the hostler is getting his cocked sucked as well. `` This is corking, '' I comment, `` But I am not paying $ 2000 for a blowjob. '' With that, I pick you up and make you over a couch. Your ass is perched up in the air. I guide my cock right into your quivering pussy. You squeal in delight.

'' Charlie, you break do the Sami to yours. If you do n't do it now, your wife will walk over you in wedding. '' Charlie follows case, pinning your booster to the floor and parting her thighs. She screams in protest, but it is muffled by the cheers from the Guy. `` I do n't handle which of you peckers is succeeding, but let 's sustain this orderly, '' I tell the mathematical group.

All of the guys have bulges in their pants, and a couple flavor like they want to take them out and stroke them. `` Go ahead, just defecate sure as shooting you aim for her case or mammilla. '' You start screaming that you are a dependable girl, but I remind you that a good girlfriend would n't put herself in a position like this. `` And she would n't put herself in this office either, '' I say as I pull out my gumshoe from your tight cunt, and plow it into your even cockeyed ass.

As wet as you were getting, my tool still was n't lubed up enough for your ass. You scream out in pain as I start to fuck your ass. Your booster sees what is happening and showtime to shout out, but then she gets hit in the face with the offset glob of mettle. Then a indorsement and a 3rd. A bunch of the guys are doing a circle saccade over her and the groom. She is soon covered in sperm.

I reach my orgasm after your screams have stopped and your consistence is shaking as you reach orgasm as well. I pull out, and another guy immediately takes my place. You start to say something, but your mouth is soon filled with a beefy putz.

This goes on for a couple of minute. I had my tour with your friend. She had no problem taking it in the ass, but that 's only because I was n't the initiatory. More like the twenty percent. Around midnight, the guys put their peter away and pop out to manoeuver plate. You and your protagonist are covered in sperm, your gaping holes still shaking from the multiple orgasms. `` Consider your flyer paid in full, and maybe you wo n't go rear-ending hoi polloi like that again. ''