I'd been chatting to older guys on AFF for a spell, letting them mouth filth to me and assure 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 picture to tease them. I'm short, petite and 18, all of which drove these middle-aged men dotty and I was always inundated with messages when I went onto the chat.

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

I found myself searching former web site for pestiferous 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 all over sentence and I didn't immediately receive a tool pic. We started exchanging e-mail and he would construct elaborated fantasise scenarios that had me hooked.

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

Chris was onetime, of late thirties he said, and I suspect that I wasn't the first youthful girl he had groomed to agree to satisfy him. He suggested that he could organise a group of his friends, not too many, and I could hold out out one of the fantasies he had described. I was scared, but by this full stop the idea had sunk into my mind that I was almost more than worried I wouldn't sleep with how to do one and I'd never try it.

I replied that I'd consider it but would involve to know more. Chris wrote back with a scenario that seemed perfect tense, and he explained how safe I would be with him there throughout. I agreed to do it.

He gave me a date and directions to the berth he had booked. He explained that he would own four booster meet us there and my limits would be respected. I was queasy, very nervous, but agreed and spent almost of the side by side week swinging wildly from being more excite than I could remember to being so nervous I felt ill.

I arrived at the time Chris had told me to get there and he answered the door. The station was a really fancy looking old townhouse but it was split into individual hotel suites. Chris led me through the magisterial entrance anteroom and into his suite. Right by the door was a bedroom which he led me into and told me the living room was just down the hall, and that was where the guys were waiting. I was to get myself cook, strip naked, and get join them when I was prepare.

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 pull myself together and to make relaxed and enjoy myself. I slipped off my shoes and stood up. I pulled off my t-shirt and undid my blue jean. I folded these and placed my wind sleeve on my trainer and turned to look the full altitude mirror on the face-to-face wall.

I ran my workforce over my bra and down over my flat stomach, beat to my buoyant round ass and grabbed it in both hands. Looking myself in the eye I told myself that this is what I want to do, and I may never get another probability. I undo my bra and drop it to the base and slew my fingers inside each position of the waist ring of my lash and I freeze again. I hear their vocalism and a though flashes across my creative thinker, can I do this ?

I take a recondite breathing spell and push button, letting my thong slide down my legs to the floor and I step out of them. I stare at the nude girl in the mirror and try to picture her as one of the female child from the porn I'd masturbated to. I look around the room and realise I've run out of things to do to prepare myself, time to go see the guys.

I hesitate at the door, with my hand on the handle, and the cockamamie thought interbreeding my head. I should pick up my bra and thong and put them with my early wearing apparel. I put that thought out of my mind as something my parents would want me to do and afford the threshold. Chris hears the room access orifice and calls the guy rope to silence. I can see him standing naked and erect in the living 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 mindful of Chris staring at my naked soundbox. I'm looking at Chris and trying to slow my essence rate as I'm so scare off and so turned on being stared at like this. I'm several stair into the room before I become aware of my surroundings. I'm in a large and very light living room. There are two sofa and a bare mattress on the flooring in the center of the elbow room. And eight very defenseless older 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 sleeping room. Chris followed me, and as I bend down to grab my underclothes off the floor, he comes up behind me and gabs me. I'm flung onto the bed and I'm in jolt. Chris uses this momentary suspension from me to climb on top of me using his body weight to pin me face down on the bed. My brain is facing the doorway and I can see the former guys enter the room.

Chris tells them that they'll just"fuck her in here"and I feel his cock press 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 prick 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 Guy wank their cocks staring at me. I'm getting turned on realising I really am in one of the porn films I'd watched, and that the quite a little of guys wanking was what she must take in seen.

Chris rolls onto his backbone, carrying me on top of him and manages to celebrate his cock in my ass. He grabs my hips and starts to establish a rhythm to his ass roll in the hay of me. My aspect shifting from the group to the mirror opposite the bed and the flock of my naked dead body on top of a hard peter. I open my leg to get a near view of this porn mavin 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 logical argument up and shoves his cock in my twat, and I'm DPed for the first time ever.

I'm in part electric shock, and part ecstasy at feeling so replete and the different strokes of Chris and my mystery sex better half. I feel the bed shifting as blackguard come closer and suddenly there are hands everywhere. My breasts are being grabbed and pawed by two unlike guys, and I have someone's helping hand 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 top dog rolling wave back as I give into this assault of sex and I only become cognizant of the man knee bend over my face when his cock presses against my lips. I've no immunity to what is happening to me, I'm becoming a porn star in my straits, and I open my mouth. 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 resist and he pushes past my gag and I hear some guys cheer somewhere but can't focus enough to get a line them properly.

I vaguely make out someone saying"air-tight loose woman"but I'm too busy to care what that is. Chris is the first to cum, slamming as thick into me as he can I'm suddenly bereft of a prick in my back talk and I realise the whodunit guy in my pussy is pulling me on top of him. I'm now staring directly at the mirror and can see the guy who had until secondment before been fucking my rima oris kneeling behind me and then feel him shove his cock Lucille Ball deep into my ass. He compliments Chris for getting me loosened up and starts to go for it, really fucking me severely. I'm fixated on the flavour on his face in the mirror. This looks exactly like a smut film. Suddenly my view is blocked as a cock is shoved in my face. 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 take care up to see Chris staring down at me. As I look up I hear a vocalization saying"ass to mouth, what a slut ”.

I finish cleaning his tool and he's about to be replaced by another when I can assure from the quickening tread behind me that I'm about to make two unknown cum. I get to watch in the mirror as the porn scene gets a synchronise cum. The change in pace and regular recurrence, combined with the live porno picture show in my prospect, makes me cum which tips first the stranger in my ass and then the stranger 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 head is swimming from my first multiple orgasm. I'm flung off the guy I'd been on top of and lay there dazed and wondering what was future. I start to become more cognisant of the room and realise Chris has noticed my make regard at the mirror. He's choreographing the next guy rope and I'm told to"hop on"by the overweight white haired guy laying adjacent 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 custody on his stomach for stabilisation. I'm pushed forward by person and I look in the mirror and see another old man getting into perspective behind me. I quickly block about their age as their cock start to aim me back to that porno star mentality. I feel myself pressed against his paunch 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 sight is blocked again. Another old man is standing in battlefront of me, holding his belly up and out of the way so I can see his prick nestling in a timber of white-hot pubes. He takes his other hand and grabs my head and shoves his hammer in my back talk.

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

Eventually the guys 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 principal to knee. The room is quieter, with a couple of guys watching as I'm fucked by one last fat old man. He's on top of me but hasn't made eye contact and I don't know his name, I just feel his fat belly slapping into me over and over. He pulls out and I kneel on the storey between the bed and the mirror as he stands over me and semen in my mouth. I look up at him and show him it in my oral cavity and he tells me to be a good girl and swallow. I look at myself in the mirror, seeing a naked, cum covered pornography headliner 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 while ago. I'm confused and I'm still on my genu watching the guys leave the room and then pass the room clothed and leaving the monotonous. I'm alone in the cortege, and I start to trace for my material. I realise my underwear is gone, and I text Chris. He texts back to ask if I had a skillful 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 week .