Wishing To Be A Slut Pt. 14 Bukkake

Wishing To Be A Slut Pt. 14 - The Bukkake

Wishing to be a Slut PT 14 sees the girls entertain a crowd.

Chapter 1 (PT 01 to PT 03) details how Rebecca lost her virginity.

Chapter 2 (PT 04 and 05) describes her first venture into BDSM.

Chapter 3 (PT 06 to 09) details her first threesome experience.

Chapter 4 (PT 10) details the start of her romance with Paige.

Chapter 5 (PT 11) she is made a non consenting sub of a BDSM Mistress.

Chapter 6 (PT 12 to 16) describes her first Gang Bang and Bukkake.

Chapters can be read independently but there is a consistent theme if they are read consecutively.

This story is a little longer than my normal ones but entertaining eight cocks does take time as the girls discovered. Unlike some of the previous chapters which are based on my experiences this is purely a fantasy of mine, one I'd love to fulfill.

Thanks to Tania Tulle for her invaluable editorial insight and encouragement.

Please feel free to comment, all suggestions are very welcome, I love to chat, swap ideas and be inspired. I dress and explore as often as possible and writing is a massive turn on for me, I hope my stories have the same effect x.

The Stag Party was going to be a very interesting evening.

Eight guys and the groom had booked what they thought were two trans girl hookers to entertain them sexually for a few hours.

The two trans girls, who were not actually hookers, had accepted the guy's offer to make arrangements for them to fulfill some of the girl's ultimate fantasies and experience a bukkake, orgy, gang bang and whatever else developed.

The girls had been shopping, they were determined to put on a show and enjoy all the attention. Although due to a misunderstanding (Wishing to be a Slut Pt 05) they were being paid, Paige had successfully convinced Rebecca that this was an exciting opportunity to push themselves further and that with sensible safety measures in place, it would be fun.

So they were going to have fun, lots of fun, taking on nine cocks with a smile and whatever else on their faces. They devised a plan as they knew it was essential that they needed to keep those tools hard which was not always easy for some straight guys when surrounded by other cocks, alcohol and being watched by their friends.

They were both a similar height, 5' 7" ish, size 8. They had used the same surgeon and were very pleased with their boobs. Paige had slightly fuller breasts with large dark nipples, Rebecca thought that hers were firmer and perkier. Both girls were totally smooth of course.

Long debates and internet browsing over their choice of attire for the show had occurred before eventually, Paige concluded with her decision.

"So, white it is. I mean, it's classic, right, virginal but raunchy, nice girls being dirty, that sort of scene?"

Paige was twirling her hair as she attempted to win the argument. Rebecca was fidgeting, obviously not in total agreement,

"Yeah, it's a classic look. But, I don't know, Paige. Black just feels much safer, it's the 'go to' colour for seduction we all know that, all girls look their sexiest in black, white doesn't work for everyone."

Paige rolled her eyes unsympatheticly.

"Safer you say? You always play it safe. This is our chance in front of nine guys, our chance to be in the spotlight and be different, and alluring. White will work so well and much better than the middle aged housewives' favourite, black and red, that's so old fashioned, is that what you really want us to look like, stereotypes of the 1980s!"

Rebecca sighed,

"It's not about playing it safe. It's just that I want to be comfortable, I guess I want to feel like me. This is a big step, something I've never done before so I need to feel confident in my clothes if I'm going to enjoy the evening and I feel more relaxed in black, I think we'd look cool dressed the same in black and I can't feel the same about white, for me that's more intimate, and this is going to be anything but!"

Paige was again quick to reply,

"Come on it's just clothes, and I want us to look really good together, I've seen loads of lovely lacy things in white just the things you like to wear every day, white will work for us both, don't you trust me?"

"No, it's not just clothes, it's how I see myself and how the men will see us. Yes, I love white lingerie but that's for me and who I choose to see it. I have no choice with this gang of guys you've somehow persuaded me to fuck."

Rebecca was unusually forceful and Paige acknowledged that she had strong feelings on the subject so she made a suggestion.

"Maybe we should rethink the colour thing, work something out that we are both happy with and stop the silly arguments."

Rebecca nodded her agreement, pleased that she'd been heard for once.

And so after another day of debate, they did agree to dress identically, well almost. Paige, long blonde hair with platinum streaks and piercing blue eyes was to dress in white. Rebecca, the quintessential brown eyed girl, nicely tanned with shoulder length chestnut hair and caramel highlights was to wear black. The lingerie was the same, just in different colours.

Both girls would wear a half cup lace bra with a matching gstring. For footwear, they had chosen thigh high shiny patent boots with a platform sole and a thin six inch heel. Paige had them in white patent leather, and Rebecca purchased the black pair. Over the skimpy lingerie the girls were going to wear a full length PVC coat with high collars and oversized belts, shiny to match their boots, one white and one black. As a practical consideration where nine cocks may be competing for just one mouth the girls dumbed down from their usual flirty style and had chosen to wear only diamond stud earrings and a simple leather choker as accessories. For similar reasons they decided to wear their hair high in a tight ponytail, so they would finish their ensemble wearing PVC baseball caps, with a low brim and an aperture at the back for the pony, colour again to match their boots.

They had enjoyed a lovely evening together, trying on their chosen outfits, Rebecca calling it a 'dry run', Paige commenting that the real thing needed to be the total opposite! They spent the evening going back and forth to the full length mirror, carefully cutting tags from their various lingerie purchases so they weren't a distraction, and then continually straightening and smoothing kinks in bra straps and gstring lines, checking that their 'something extra' could remain hidden in their tiny new panties, the girls wanted to look perfect.

Rebecca loved the look and congratulated herself on sticking to black, so obviously slutty it made her hard instantly, but she was also apprehensive. She owned many 'bedroom outfits' as she liked to call them. Like the overly slashed skintight dress, cupless bras, skirts with the bottom cut out, the ultra high thin 9 inch heel stripper shoes (she couldn't really walk in them but she loved their feel and their look especially when the heels were pointing at the ceiling) but because they were so revealing and outrageous she kept these and her other 'clubwear' exclusively for the bedroom. She comforted herself knowing that these outfits were made for private intimate seductions with trusted partners where pushing the boundaries was fun and safe.

But to wear this very daring attire in an almost public environment was very different. What were these unknown guys going to think when they saw her? Was it an open invitation to take liberties, take advantage, force her into non consenting acts? A flashback from her experience with the Mistress where she had been constrained and exploited against her will (Wishing To Be A Slut #11) was now a vivid memory. Rebecca voiced her concerns.

"We look great but I'm not sure, I think we are sending the wrong message, these outfits scream 'do what you want with us'."

Paige was convinced that this was the right thing to do and didn't want to waiver at this point, repling assertively,

"Yes I get your concerns but we have the incriminating pictures of The Organiser and our Security Guy will be there so don't worry. We will be in control the whole time, it will be fun, trust me".

And so Rebecca's concerns were kicked into the long grass as Paige continued to compliment and reassure her girlfriend.

They had a professional makeup artist visit their apartment to style their look. Both girls opted for a vintage vamp style around their eyes supported by lots of ultra heavy mascara and the thickest false lashes. Their look was all finished perfectly with Maybelline Siren in Scarlet lipstick, all three of them giggled, could they have chosen one that wasn't more aptly named? By total coincidence they opted for Charlotte Tilbury perfume, Rebecca wore Law of Attraction, More Sex was Paige's choice and she laughed loudly at Rebecca's frowning stare.

The girls looked sensational.

Walking side by side through the hotel corridors behind their burly Security Guy they gave the impression that they were famous influencers, or models or were they a girl band? The telltale clicking of their heels on the marble floors made everyone notice. The onlookers quietly muttered comments, husbands stared with mouths open, wives frowned and protectively moved closer to their men while single girls were mesmerised, envious of their overwhelming sexual aura. The girls devoured the attention, their self confidence sky high and climbing.

They had hired the Security Guy for the evening as a minder and bodyguard. Whilst they would readily admit to being dedicated cock loving sluts they were not stupid and appreciated both the thrills and the danger of this commitment. A room full of drunken 'straight' guys could easily overpower the girls and they were only committing to consensual acts. Security Guy was a very well built man, with short dark hair, over six foot tall, definitely a strong silent type... the thought crossed both girl's minds... maybe... another time perhaps?

They had a plan for how the evening would progress which had been agreed with The Organiser. Security Guy would be outside the suite and enter every 10 minutes or so, the girl's safe word was 'Cauliflower' and if things were getting out of hand the safe word was his cue to rescue them.

The girls both carried a matching tan leather holdall, designer, of course and after much deliberation, LV had been their choice. They had a list of the items that were needed. Makeup, condoms, lube, wet tissues, hand towels, a hair brush, three sets of lingerie, hair grabs, phone, more condoms, mouthwash, toothbrush, and toothpaste. For their 'walk of shame' baggy jogging shorts, a big hoodie, YSL gym shoes... and more condoms, you just never know!

They had already confirmed their boundaries for the night with The Organiser, the main ones being condoms and lube for fucking at all times and that they would not fuck any of the guys with their own cocks as that was reserved exclusively for each other.

Now at the door to the suite, number 5115 it was all very real.

The girls, tottering on sky high heels with only the skimpiest of lingerie under their full length coats, were about to suck and be fucked by nine cocks at least once, maybe three or four times especially if their studs chose Viagra over alcohol. They had agreed to be the subject of a bukkake shower and then an orgy although Rebecca repeatedly admonished Paige for crudely referring to it as a 'gang bang'.

The girls knew that their particular boy to girl journey was driven by a love of cock, a love of cum and their ultimate goal of being total sluts. This was a big step from their past experiences but it was a major fantasy that they were now close to fulfilling.

It was a very straightforward scenario. The guys want excitement and taboo. They want to fuck something different, they want anal sex with gorgeous girls, they want anal sex with gorgeous girls who love anal sex and who also have hard cocks. They want to spunk on a pretty girl's face, in her mouth and they want girls who invite and encourage their depraved kinks with a smile and who beg for more. And importantly they want to touch, suck and enjoy the taste of a hard dick attached to a gorgeous girl.

They want Paige and Rebecca.

Security Guy checked with Paige, number 5115 was the correct suite and he pressed the bell.

Rebecca could feel her stomach churn as she now realised that she bitterly regretted letting Paige persuade her that this was a good idea. Her hands were trembling and her heart felt like it was beating so fast it was like a techno drum beat, the thought of being subject to the perverted desires of nine men with little choice was now frightening and demeaning. She instantly felt cheap and almost worthless, flesh for hire. Her mouth opened to voice her decision to quit but no words came out.

Had Paige really 'persuaded' her or had she been bullied, forced to do this whoreish display. After all her girlfriend was always very 'in charge' and domineering, almost too dominant and Rebecca was hit by another flashback of how Paige had tricked her into being a very unwilling sub to a deviant mistress (Wishing To Be A Slut #11).

In an instant, the door opened and without invitation, Paige led her girlfriend into the foyer of the suite. The Organiser stepped back to look at Paige and Rebecca and made a deep 'wow' gulp. Even with their full length coats and baseball caps, they looked absolutely stunning and he drew a breath and then another.

Paige had already developed a dominant relationship with The Organiser where he acknowledged she was in charge and that he was responsible for making sure the evening went to plan. Rebecca had sent him a playlist of background music to make the atmosphere easier and everyone more relaxed. Paige had sent him a porn playlist to make the atmosphere more erotic and make sure everyone was more lustful. No surprise that the porn list was dominated by trans girls enjoying being outnumbered by rows of erect cocks.

The Organiser stuttered as he complimented the girls, he was effusive as they had exceeded his expectations and he handed Paige an envelope containing the balance of their fee.

"Is everything ready, everyone excited and knows the rules?" Paige asked.

"Yes, everything is as you requested, the guys are all here drinking and watching your porn selections. The groom was a little drunk this afternoon but we've put him to bed just like you asked. By the time you get to him, I'm sure he'll be fine, and we've given him a couple of blue pills so once you're ready I'm sure he will be able to perform."

He chuckled and then added,

"You both look fantastic, the guys are going to be so pleased, you're just so... fuckable."

His words immediately shifted Rebecca's mindset. The praise, the heels, the tiny strand of elastic in her gstring that she could feel nestling tightly against her pussy neatly separating her bum cheeks, and the taste of her lipstick, all made her drift into a slut trance. She was now somehow transformed into a pretty empty headed bimbo, over eager to please and wallow in the positive compliments that her sluttish talents would surely evoke from the men.

Paige grinned confidently,

"Well that's the idea, shall we go in?"

The girls entered the suite. It was classically furnished, Rhythm Of The Night was playing in the background which seemed at odds with the very traditional decor. There were two cream large sofas in the centre of the room surrounding a rectangular coffee table, a curtain covered window at one end and a large TV on the wall at the other. There were two doors which the girls assumed led to a master bedroom and a bathroom.

The audience was mostly drinking beer from bottles, either sitting on the sofa or standing close to a cabinet that was acting as a bar. They were chatting but all had an eye on the screen where a blonde with a beautiful smile and polar white teeth was taking load after load from some excited cocks.

Rebecca recognised the girl on the screen, it was the very blonde and gorgeous Kate Zoha who she had observed many times looked remarkably like a dark eyed version of Paige. She wondered if her shemale lookalikes Jade Venus (the brunette version of course), nbnaBunny or Amanda Riley would feature at any time but guessed as it was Paige's list it would be all blondes. Then unsurprisingly as if to prove a point to Rebecca, the very blonde Lena Kelly replaced Kate with her cute little she-cock and her never ending orgasmic cries of 'yeeees, yeeees, yeeees'.

The Organiser handed each girl a glass of freshly chilled champagne before he introduced them.

"Guys, please meet Paige and Rebecca. No photos, please treat the girls with respect and I'm sure it will be a night to remember."

They all stared as they took in the vision of tonight's prey, the girls they were going to use and penetrate. The atmosphere was electric, both girls were nervous but also very excited, there seemed to be a pause, a silence in the room. The girls reacted instantly and dropping their bags to the floor they faced each other and kissed. Not a deep passionate kiss but lightly, so the guys could see their tongues jousting provocatively. They broke the kiss and removed their caps, theatrically swishing their ponytails to life.

Paige loved to tease, with a dirty girl grin she spoke to her girlfriend,

"Wow, that was quite the kiss. Did you feel it?"

Rebecca was moving quickly into slut mode,

"Oh yes, so hot, but we can make it hotter, sort of a grand opening... to make the introduction memorable for them."

Paige knew instinctively what she had in mind and invited the Organised to stand behind them.

Still facing the men they unbuckled their belts and opened their coats, one button at a time in unison, their bright red nails highlighted against the shiny PVC. As they reached the lowest button they paused their striptease and kissed again before inviting The Organiser to 'unwrap' them.

The two girls counted down together,

"One... Two... Three

On 'Three' he removed their coats to a raucous cheer and some clapping from the men in appreciation as the gorgeous blonde and brunette stood before them in the skimpiest lingerie and sexually overt thigh high boots. The men were all looking for a sign, staring for a glimpse of girlie cock but so far the girls had kept them neatly tucked and under control.

The guys were grouped together, commenting softly.

"Wow, did you see that? They're really getting into it."

"Yeah, like a scene out of a movie. You think they've been in the porn films we're watching?"

"Who cares? They're putting on a show. Look at those moves, what great legs."

"And great bums, so smooth, love it."

Their tits are great, perfect."

"Right? It's like they're saying, 'Come and get it.'"

"What's the plan, then? Just stare? Or should we join the fun now?"

"Just play it cool. No pressure, right? Just enjoy the moment."

"I'd hate to miss out they're really into this and they are both stunning."

"I can't see any bulges, are you sure they aren't real girls?"

"Yeah, I get your point, not really anywhere to hide it those tiny pants."

"Let's not overthink it. Just go with the flow, they will be strapped down for now, I'm sure we'll all get a turn when they get their dicks out."

"Hope they can get hard, some girls can't you know, it's the drugs I'm told."

Paige addressed them.

"OK guys let's get the party started, get all your clothes off so we can see what you are going to give us as wedding presents. For tonight just think of us as bridesmaids, the wildest, dirtiest bridesmaids that you've ever met. The sluttiest, greediest and most thirsty bridesmaid in history. Then can you line up next to The Organiser and we'll have some fun, I hope your balls are full and you've been saving lots of lovely cum for us?"

The guys were talking amoung themselves.

"Whoa, did I just hear that right? Are we really doing this?"

"You bet! This is a party, not a funeral!"

"But... clothes off? Like, really? Isn't that a bit much?"

"Come on. It's all in good fun. Just think of the bridesmaids, right? Wild and thirsty."

"Wild and... wait, did you say thirsty?"

"Exactly! Thirsty for fun and my cum I hope. Just line up and let's see what everyone's got!"

"I don't know, man. This feels intense."

"Intense is what we're here for! You're not backing out now, are you?"

"I mean, I didn't think I'd be asked to give a wedding present like this!"

"You ready to show off what you've been saving?"

"Saving? For what, exactly?"

"To shower the sluts obviously! Just let loose and enjoy it."

"Alright, alright. But if this goes south, I'm blaming you!"

"Fair enough! Now, come on. Let's get this party started!"

Rebecca was now emboldened by her friend. Normally, even in her slutty persona she would have shied away from standing, or posing, before eight expectant guys in only 'fuck me' skyscraper boots and a bra and gstring that were almost an excuse for lingerie. But now as belt buckles clicked and shirts were thrown to the floor she couldn't deny that she was excited and her clit was straining to break out from the tape inside her skimpy thong.

Paige had been right all along, wasn't she always?

A gang bang was a very popular and common fantasy for all women. To be the subject of a gang bang, outnumbered, demanding hands and mouths everywhere, given no time to think, totally submissive, a conveyor belt of erect cocks fighting for her attention, to be used again and again by random guys who would cum for her because she was a very good slut. The comfort of knowing that a girl could have countless orgasms without having to wait for her one man to get hard again would make it far easier to let go and be totally selfish, to cum, soak and gush onto whichever cock was deep inside her. And the aftermath, the soreness, a gaping pussy, stretched and slowly leaking a cocktail of cum down the lucky sluts thighs would be a badge of honour.

But it was one of those fantasies that was difficult to move into reality, how to arrange it, would it be safe? Could you be sure about the quality of the men, their reliability, the lack of confidentiality and control, the danger, all these real world considerations made it very difficult to deliver, too many obstacles... until now. Rebecca glanced at the door for the reassuring presence of Security Guy, but he wasn't there.

Paige took the lead, grabbing Rebecca's hand as they strutted down the line of naked men very slowly and then back again making sure their audience had a good view of their bodies. They introduced themselves to each man in turn, kissed him on each cheek, Paige the right cheek, Rebecca the left, trying hard to leave a lipstick mark and while they were kissing they placed each of his hands on their bum cheeks, Paige the right cheek, Rebecca the left. As he was fondling or squeezing the girls they reached down to grip his tool, working it quickly to make it harder and gave each guy a flirty giggling compliment before moving to the next in line. They were all laughing and the mood was friendly and relaxed.

Rebecca did not attempt to remember their names, preferring to associate their faces with their cocks so in the heat of the performance she had a slight chance of picturing who they were.

The Organiser, short, thick beard, stocky, shaved pubes, 5 inches.

The Tall Guy, over 6 foot, fair hair, skinny, shaved pubes, cut, over 6 inches and a thin one.

The Pirate, tall, swarthy, stubbled, gym body, thick hairy pubes, possibly 9 inches or more... ouch!

The Italian, dark, thin, smooth all over, maybe 5 inches but not fully hard... yet.

Giddy Guy, laughing constantly, black hair and mustache, trimmed pubes, 6 inches and a bent banana like shape... a challenge.

Black Guy, medium build, muscled body, cut, full pubes, 4 inches... so much for the BBC reputation.

Posh Guy, tall, aloof, strong, thick hairy pubes, 6 inches maybe more, handsome... yummy.

The Quiet One, short, smooth, blue eyes, strong, 7 inches and thick, very thick... mmmmm.

They all knew the agenda. They would start with bukkake, the guys would then 'rest' as the girls put on an individual show in the bedroom with The Groom, before they would finish with a gang bang, a free for all fuck fest.

Before they moved to their positions the girls paused to drain their glasses of champagne. Paige asked what brand it was and before anyone spoke she volunteered the answer.

"I hope the champagne is DP, that would be appropriate."

Everyone laughed and she complimented them,

"But sorry boys, after seeing the size of your monsters I don't think that will happen tonight, we're both too small, we only have tight little pussys and you're all such very big boys so there's no room for two."

Now it was Rebecca's last chance to say 'Cauliflower'. Earlier at the door with her cheeks on fire, nerves buzzing she was reluctant to go ahead. Now that same hesitation was drowned by the aching heat spreading through her body. As the music throbbed so did all her senses, she felt alive, fearless, invincible.

The trance had taken over completely, she was alive, ready to be a genuine pornstar slut, the centre of attention, with no pretense, total commitment, she was going to let them use her and she was going to love it.

They were all in the mood now. Christina Aguilera's Dirty was playing in the background and on the TV studs were spraying ropes of cum into a blonde's hair, trailing over her eyes as another cock arrived and erupted. The lights were lowered, and the girls took a cushion from the sofa to kneel on before positioning themselves carefully leaving enough space for two guys to stand on either side of them. They kissed passionately, Paige hugged Rebecca and whispered in her ear to reassure her nervous girlfriend,

"You're going to love this baby, trust me, but remember any time you don't like it say 'Cauliflour' and we'll go, we are here to have fun but if it's not working just shout out."

It was a comfort for Rebecca but when she repeatedly looked for his physical presence Security Guy was nowhere in sight.

The guys were now all working their tools, secretly hoping for a bigger erection than their pals. The girls found the sight of eight hands masturbating eight hardening cocks very arousing. Paige was very keen and couldn't wait to start.

"So boys, I've been doing a lot of talking so far, who's ready to shut me up?"

They all paused, then hesitated, before the Italian Guy strode over to Paige, who was impassive and silent, making an 'O' shape with her mouth, an invitation to put his cock straight in, which he did.

"I've always wondered if blondes have more fun. Well, I'm going to make sure this one certainly does," he announced loudly before pushing deep into Paige's throat, surprising her and making her gag very abruptly.

"Well I'm not going to make this girl's brown eyes blue, just make them water," said the Posh Guy as he strode towards Rebecca. They guys all jeered at the very corny lines, the ice now well and truly broken.

Rebecca took his growing cock in her hand before feeding it in a controlled way into her mouth. A nice fresh taste she noticed as she began to swirl her tongue around its head. Taking it deeper her nose sank into the wirey hair that surrounded his tool, uncomfortable but not enough to stop her from holding him deep inside her throat. She looked up at him with helpless big brown doe eyes as her tongue teased up and down his shaft before her lips captured his purple head.

And so it started.

Very quickly it was a blur, her legs perspiring slightly in the PVC boots, many hands began groping her breasts, lifting them clear of her bra and then removing it. Posh Guy was moaning as her head bobbed on his tool, then she took a hard cock in each hand, one was very thick, maybe the Quiet One, or was she just hoping?

She swapped over, The Organiser took the Tall Guy's place in her right hand, she looked up, her big brown eyes gazing at the owner and yes it was the Quiet One in her very girly left hand. She held on to him, working her wrist faster and took the opportunity of a free mouth to spit on both cocks, lubricating them and copying the dirty sluts on the TV screen. It was a full 'hawk tuah' move that she knew was overly dramatic but the guys loved it, loudly cheering their approval and Rebecca silently wallowed in their appreciation. Tall Guy went further and complimented her on being a cumslut, lightly holding the back of her head as he moved his tool between her lips, which she happily welcomed.

"Oh I just love watching your tongue on my cock, that mouth of yours is so wet, take it all the way to the back of your throat for Daddy, Daddy love's it. Yeah just like that, good girl, that's perfect, I can't wait for my turn to suck your dick, will you be a good girl and feed your Daddy?"

Rebecca took a breath and looked up again, she smiled and nodded. A long trail of her saliva followed her lips, still attached to his beautiful mushroom tip, drool was gathering on her chin, kiss proof lipstick tasting as if it had smeared.

Through a sea of hairy legs, bums and cocks she searched for Security Guy, her safety net if things became too rough but she could not pick him out. She was enjoying knowing that she was making the guys hard and wanting to use her, and at that moment she certainly didn't need any 'Cauliflower' but was beginning to worry that there would not be a rescue if she did.

Turning her head left she saw Paige's back, also kneeling, no longer wearing her white bra, her blonde ponytail bucking furiously as she gripped The Pirate's tool in what looked like her very small hand while Giddy Guy was in the other, still laughing. Italian Guy was standing in front of her still filling her mouth and Black Guy was waiting his turn, working himself quickly to keep it hard. She could see a hand reaching around her bum obviously trying to reach under and play with her cock.

Tall Guy was waiting for her, tool in hand, he was handsome, and his cock was long and straight. She watched him masturbating as she choked a little on the Posh Guy, her chin butting against his balls, her neck beginning to ache from non stop bobbing, wrists working slower now as she continued to work the Quiet One and The Organiser.

Rebecca was in heaven, multiple hands on her breasts, nipples being tweaked and teased, a hung smooth man just waiting for her to pleasure him but she had two to blow first. And they were all moaning encouragement, congratulating her on being a first class slut, an expert cock sucker demanding her to make them cum. There was an unrecognisable voice begging to suck her cock but she just shook her head. She was crazy with desire but her arousal was being kept in check by the gaff tape, the need to serve and to be a 'good girl'.

She was dutiful, making sure that she gave them all equal attention, she loved the helplessness of being static, kneeling to offer her mouth to whoever and then working hard to please the others with her wrists. At the same time, she manoeuvered herself, allowing more hands that wanted to grope her breasts and squeeze her nipples. Her clit was leaking now just from the image in her mind but the tape was still containing it, Rebecca's submissiveness being the only stimulation necessary to give her that warm thrill.

She had sucked all four of her guys, Posh Guy and the Quiet One had been the biggest challenge due to their size and girth but she had performed well. She was able to use both her hands to grip the bigger length, skilfully twisting each hand in an opposite direction to enhance the sensations in the cock while lapping the purple head with her tongue, desperately searching for watery pre cum.

They both had shaved pubes so she had made a big show of suckling on their ball sacks and tracing her tongue from tip to perineum. She believed that teabagging was a worthy prize for guys who made the effort to be smooth and she had rewarded them. Licking and sucking their balls then teasing her way up their shafts with her tongue and lips, she adored how the cocks always seemed to playfully nudge against her nose as she neared the tips and could begin to smell the raw scent of sex. Both cocks had pulsed and twitched in her mouth as they held her head tightly, clamping their groins to her face, accompanying their groans which told her she had made them very close.

She withdrew her lips to tease them and after adopting a timeless coquettish pout and direct eye contact she saw the first leak of pre cum. The Quiet One grimaced in an almost shameful admission that he was losing control. She smiled knowingly, the premature fluid confirming that the power and control rested solely with Rebecca as she thirstily cleaned his cock.

Rebecca's jaw was aching, lips becoming numb and she had very slutty trails of saliva dripping from her chin and onto her cleavage when Paige announced,

"Stop now guys, you're all very close so it's cum time."

Rebecca released the cock and rose to her feet a little unsteadily due to the thin high heels and having been kneeling for so long. As she took small careful steps to join Paige, her bum was fondled roughly by what seemed to be a dozen different hands. One hand delved roughly into the front of her gstring but, a little reluctantly, she brushed it away. This made her own straining cock stiffen and at last break free from its confines as the tape surrendered to her growing desire. She knew the guys could at last see its outline and its tip, now peeping from her tiny thong for the first time.

The girls knelt next to each other as The Organiser arranged the guys in a ramshackle line. Paige kissed Rebecca and asked if she was ready, Rebecca smirked and nodded. A little more fluid escaped from her now softening cock leaving a very obvious wet patch visible on the front of her black gstring.

Paige then announced with a genuine squeal of delight.

"OK guys, one at a time come and decorate our lovely slutty faces with all that cream you've been saving for us,"

Giddy Guy was first with his banana shaped dick, the girl's faces were locked together, mouths purposefully closed, eyes half open, half shut, waiting expectantly. Rebecca could hear Rihanna's 'Sex with Me' playing in the background as he was beating himself furiously with The Organiser doing the same next to him but without much happening. The pressure to perform was affecting them and threatening to put a downer on the atmosphere until Paige flicked their switch.

Paige suddenly grabbed hold of Rebecca's hair roughly, pulling her face towards her and as their mouths locked she virtually devoured Rebecca in a deep passionate kiss. Paige's hand ran down her round breasts, then slowly over her smooth bronzed tummy and the audience of horny men stared intently, hoping that Paige's manicured red nails would go further and expose the trophy they had all been wanting to see. Her feminine hand knew what they wanted to see and very slowly she inched her way into Rebecca's tight gstring.

Rebecca's perfect little dicklet had already broken free from the tape and she was longing to be touched. Paige slipped her hand around the stiffening shaft prising it free from her gstring giving the guys their first look and making Rebecca gasp as their tongues continued to dance with each other in a sloppy wet kiss. Rebecca moved her hand to Paige's cute round behind, squeezing her cheek while her other hand explored her girlfriend's breasts, tweaking her nipple very roughly in a move she knew Paige enjoyed. Predictably Paige reacted to the pain with a high pitched yelp and then a wanton groan, partially silenced by Rebecca's mouth that remained clamped onto her girlfriends lips. Both girls were now moaning seductively, genuinely enjoying each other's touch as the group gawped at this sex show before them and Paige's fingers worked deliberately up and down Rebecca's cock.

Momentarily they broke the kiss for Paige to sluttily demand,

"Shower my face you hunks, give these two sluts what they deserve, spray me with your big fat cocks, let me have your cream. I'm a whore, she's a slut, use us, it's what we crave, the only thing we deserve, use us, we want your cum. Please decorate us, make our faces even prettier."

Both girls reached out and stroked Giddy Guy's ball sack.

The hot tgirl lesbian performance was just what the guys needed to push them over the edge. Rebecca felt a hot rope on her cheek as he came over their interlocked tongues, coating their kissing with his semen. Paige then pulled away from their kiss as she wanted to take most of the first load and then the second cock erupted over her forehead, nose and mouth. The guys were groaning, grunting and cheering as the procession continued. Paige squeezed Rebecca's hand tightly as the girls watched the cocks approach and then unload making them blink and flinch with every shot.

The slut in her wanted to check which cock had the most cum but as they were now being showered continually she gave up counting as more and more shots hit their target. Rebecca felt that all of her face was covered and was licking semen from around her mouth constantly but there was too much to collect and the steady splattering was now dripping onto her breasts. She felt another leak soak her thong.

Rebecca's eyes were half closed but she could see Black Guy coming directly for her, laughing, his dark skinned cock contrasting sharply with its almost pinkish head as she stared straight down its eye.

"Now little girl I've had my eye on you, I know you want my love juice, a black cocks cum is what all you girlie sluts want to taste, I know it and you know it. Now it's time to shower you with my black dick's spunk you greedy girl. Are you ready for your new black Daddy's present little girl?"

Reaching out she had barely stroked his balls before he exploded. What he lacked in length he made up for in capacity. Shot after shot hit Rebecca's cheek, nose, forehead, lip and eyes, he was spraying everywhere like he had been saving it up for years, and she was surprised at how sweet it tasted. Sweet and thick, Rebecca purred inwardly.

Still squinting Italian Guy had turned Paige's face away from Rebecca and was close to unloading but from his actions it was to be only on Paige as he instructed,

"Open that pretty little mouth sweetie, stick out that luscious tongue so I can feed you with my cum, you want it so badly, I can see it in your eyes, you're a thirsty little bitch."

She could not reply but she could obey and she did, diligently, very diligently, as if she wanted this guy all to herself.

It was Posh Guy's turn next and he approached Rebecca while furiously pulling his pole, his face red and sweat dripping from his forehead as he frantically attempted to finish. The delay seemed to make him angry and in an almost threatening tone sneered,

"You little slave bitch, empty my balls, service me, beg me to give you my cum. You're a useless thing with a cock, pretending to be a girl but you're not, not a girl, not a boy just someone to serve men like me then go back to your dinghy little cave or wherever you came from."

It was totally out of context with the mood of the evening and before she could process his words Posh Guy grabbed a handful of her hair, very roughly pulling her face to his hard cock. Still pulling her curls at the roots he began to cock slap her face while loudly shouting more demeaning comments before he tried to force his dick into her mouth but Rebecca resisted, making him more frustrated,

"Don't dare refuse me you whore, earn your money you bitch. You are only here because I've allowed it now do your duty and make me finish you tart."

She was bemused and angry at how disrespectful he was so she reached behind him and chose her sharpest red nail and with no warning or preparation, she jammed it hard into his bum hole, pushing unceremoniously through his resistance until it was two knuckles deep and wriggling frantically. He screamed but suddenly his grip on her hair released and his cum began splashing against her lips and nose as he repeatedly cried out,

"Take it, take it, take it, you fucking freaky bitch"

repeatedly until there was only a dribble.

Rebecca relaxed a little and her thoughts were quickly dominated by the sperm rolling down her face and she couldn't resist the urge to stick out her tongue and catch a stream. She loved cum and this tasted slightly bitter and not very thick at all. She preferred thick sweet cum that was easy to hold in her mouth, to show the donor what a good girl she was before she did the 'slut swallow'.

There was a hush and then a massive cheer as The Pirate was the last to decorate their pretty faces. Furiously jerking his tool both girls massaged his balls until he delivered, aiming the first shot at Paige, the second landed on Rebecca's nose, the third back to Paige and the fourth over Rebecca's lips. Like the Black Guy, he was a heavy cummer, his fourth shot was quickly being tasted and Rebecca really liked his very thick salty flavour, greedily swirling it around her mouth before swallowing.

There was a brief round of applause as Rebecca attempted to open her eyes fully only to find her right eyelid temporarily glued shut by ultra heavy lashes and quickly drying semen. After a little fluttering, both eyes were wide open and she faced Paige. Her girlfriend's face was covered with lines of thick grey and cream coloured spunk. The grey cum ran freely down her face, dripping from her chin, onto her boobs and the creamier variety followed gravity at a slower pace. She looked like a total slut.

Rebecca thought that she looked absolutely gorgeous.

The guys were impressed and full of praise for the show. Rebecca would have been so pleased if she could hear them gossiping,

"Whoa, did you see Johnny, what a big load?"

"Yeah! I mean, wow. They didn't even flinch, the blonde was really going for it."

"You're right? I didn't think they'd be this bold, I thought they'd be a lot more passive"

"Bold? It's like they're on fire, they were hungry for it."

"Seriously. I just can't look away."

"Same for me, their faces are caked, it's like a train wreck... but in a good way."

"I can't believe they're so gutsy, fearless to take us all on."

"Fearless or crazy, remember it's their job."

"Maybe a bit of both. But hey, no judgment, right?"

"No way! This is the best show I've ever been to."

"I can't wait to fuck the one in black."

"I can't wait for the one in black to fuck me."

"No chance, they said they won't fuck anyone but I think they'll let us suck them."

"Oooh, I'd just love that, the brunette has a nice dick, not seen the blondes yet, but to be honest I don't care which one I get, I just want to get my mouth around one."

They were interrupted

"Oh, baby you look so cute, such a sexy looking slut taking all those loads for our new Daddy's. Are you ready to show them how we clean up?"

Paige grinned and received a nod from Rebecca.

Paige raised two fingers to Rebecca's face and lightly scraped the cum into the palm of her hand allowing any excess to drip onto her cleavage. Rebecca did the same, clearing Paige of all her cum and smearing her lipstick as both girls now held a cocktail of eight guys' cum in their hands. In time with each other and to a background of hooting and whistling they raised their palms high, tilted their heads and allowed the cum cocktail to fall into their open mouths. Once the drips stopped, the girls pushed their breast together and slowly leaked the cum from their mouths onto their boobs and held it there.

"Which thirsty guy wants to clean up these perky tits?"

Paige asked the question loudly.

The girls had assumed there would be no volunteers and Rebecca's clit was stiff in the expectation that she would get to lick Paige's breasts clean and drink all that lovely juice but they were surprised.

The Organiser almost sprinted to Paige and was quickly kneeling in front of her, greedily tasting the semen and burying his head into her boobs, the room echoed with loud shouts of encouragement from his friends.

Rebecca gazed at the remaining seven and found this scene so hot. They had fondled her boobs and manhandled her bum but she had been so focussed on giving blow jobs and hand jobs that she had felt neglected, she had been touched only briefly by Paige and was now more than a little frustrated.

The only guy to make any eye contact was the Quiet One. She locked onto his blue eyes and smiled invitingly. He smiled back, his face lighting up at the unspoken invitation. He had been obsessed with Rebecca from the first moment she entered the room, like a bolt of lightning violently striking him, what a shame that she was a prostitute he thought.

The onlookers watched then cheered excitedly as he walked towards the still kneeling Rebecca. He bent down next to her and she pulled his face to hers, locking lips and kissing him deeply forcing her tongue into his mouth and he responded with an equally hungry wet kiss before she pushed his head down to her breasts. He was eager and she felt his slightly rough tongue on her boobs, lapping up the sticky mess before hovering over her nipples, sucking them, biting them, licking them. Rebecca felt her clit leak once again but she maintained her composure, groaning inwardly as the fire inside her grew hotter. As he finished his task, Rebecca's hand found the back of his neck and pulled him in close for a deep, very deep french kiss. She could smell and taste the cum cocktail in his mouth, she found this more vanilla version of snowballing so hot and erotic. As their lips broke she looked at him intently and said softly,

"I really enjoyed that, you're very talented, thank you."

He stood up and moved away, glancing back at her as he rejoined the crowd.

The Organiser eventually prised himself away from Paige's tits but before he pulled himself away he whispered ever so quietly in her ear,

"I need more of what you gave me at your apartment, I want to taste your cum, I want you to use me, make me your sissy boy toy, teach me how to serve you, but not here... please?"

Paige understood his need for discretion and almost silently replied,

"Call me tomorrow, I may have a vacancy for a pitiful caged sissy slave but you will have to beg me and be totally obedient."

He nodded gratefully before standing to make an announcement. His dark beard still carried the remnants of thick creamy cum he had just lapped from Paige's cleavage and the rest of his friends were chuckling at the sight,

"Thanks girls for a great show, part two will start as soon as the girls are ready. That will be in the bedroom where The Groom is waiting to be entertained. Guys have a drink and a rest, once the girls have given The Groom his wedding present we will be back in here for part three and if it's anything like part one it's going to be an epic gang bang."

Rebecca looked around at the discarded clothing, the hairy legs, limp cocks and leering looks as the guys congratulated themselves on a job well done. The TV was showing another blonde girl, probably Brazilian judging by her striking tan lines, sitting astride a guy who was fucking her with another trying to suck her cock while she was surrounded by more hard dicks jostling for her mouth and hands as they ejaculated over her body. Once again Security Guy was conspicuous by his absence.

The euphoria of the last sixty minutes was already beginning to slip away, like discarded makeup swirling down a sink. Just moments ago, Rebecca had basked in it all, a true pornstar, flushed with adrenaline, giddy with the thrill of proving just how daring, how shameless she could be. Paige had predicted that it would be her 'liberation' from the reluctant virgin of only a few months ago and she whispered in her ear how hot she looked, how free, how powerful she now was. And in that moment, Rebecca had truly believed her. Or did she just want to believe her?

Now, sitting alone with cum drying on her face and her makeup smeared, the silence imprisoned her like a verdict. The unkind words from the Posh Guy raised a raw, ugly feeling inside her and an aching sense of worthlessness she hadn't anticipated. It coiled in her stomach, rising into her chest, very tight, very sharp and lasting.

She was a young woman of privilege. She'd always been grateful for that freedom. But lately, she wondered what she was choosing. Was this what she wanted? Why not settle down with a nice guy, boyfriend, a long term loving relationship, monogamous?

Rebecca walked away from the room, heading to the bathroom to clean herself up. She needed to get away from them for a moment, she needed to clear her head.

She gasped when she caught her reflection in the mirror.

Gone was the glamorous young girl of earlier. Now she looked like a clown. Mascara streaked down her cheeks, lipstick smeared around her mouth. Patches of cum dried on her forehead and caked her cheeks. Her face was flushed, her hair tousled and not in a sexy playful way, and a telltale sheen of exertion was noticeable on her skin. She stared at the girl in the mirror, and for a moment, didn't recognize her at all.

For the first time, the thought of Paige suddenly brought a bitter taste to her mouth. Paige, with her endless ideas and sly smiles, always nudging Rebecca a little further past the edge. Always wrapping it in laughter, in flattery, in that cool, intoxicating charm.

Rebecca had always admired that wild streak in her, the boldness, her worldliness, her constant craving for more daring adventures, and her appetite for new experiences. Now, it just felt like pressure, manipulation in 'silk and skin'. Because Paige always made it sound like Rebecca had a choice. And technically, she did. But somehow, saying no had started to feel like she would be losing her, like disappointing a lover who constantly rewrote the rules of their love but in a secret code that only Paige could access.

But the worst part?

She had enjoyed it, no, to be totally honest in that moment she had loved it, 'Cauliflower' was never an option. And that was the hook, that's what Paige understood too well. How to goad her, how to make her want to jump feet first, then happily get on with her own life, totally dismissing any of Rebecca's feelings and sensitivities. Rebecca began to feel that their friendship was more a way of Paige using Rebecca to get what she wanted.

Maybe next time, she'd say no?

Maybe.

She heard a noise from the room and turned back to look.

She could see the TV where it was now showing hot tgirl Sacha de Sade's smooth and very long legs being parted before a perfectly hard 8 inch dick drilled into her and Sacha as always begged for more. Rebbeca's attention was suddenly focused on the scene, being drawn into it like a spell. Despite herself, her fears, her shame and her regret, Rebecca's cock twitched again and unconsciously she felt utterly wanton and so desperately wanted to feel her pussy filled just like Sacha's.

She took a deep breath and turned towards the bathroom. The excitement was beginning to rise and her fears started to fade again. She'd come this far, so far, so good. She could take the next step, despite everything, she recognised her primitive urges, and she knew she wanted it.