Girls Race Pt. 03

This is the first Draft of part 3. I appreciate any comments.

content warning: peer pressure, dub-con, blackmail, alcohol.

remember that even if these things are fun to fantasise about, it is never okay to pressure anyone into doing sexual activities, and it is okay to stop or refuse to participate in any sexual activity always.

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The auction was over. A minute ago, I was dreading getting gang-banged by the basketball team, I could feel myself shaking not just because that was insane, but also knowing I would have gone along with it, no matter how degrading it would have been, or who would be watching me.

Instead Terry showed up, and why?

To save me?

Or did he have something even worse in mind?

What the hell could be worse than being fucked by 10 or so guys on a stage with everyone watching?

The crowd cheered as Terry lead me off stage down through the crowd with his right hand on my butt. "You got a little careless," he whispered in my ear, "that could have gone really bad!" He squeezed my butt tighter, "I hope you are ready to show me some gratitude."

So was he rescuing me? Or claiming me? I tried to read his body language as he highfived people on the way to our table, and squeezed my ass, but I couldn't tell what he was up to. I waited until we got a little away from the crowd before asking, "why did you bid?"

He looked at me with a wounded expression, that turned into scorn, "did you want to be fucked on stage by a gang of jock assholes?" He let go of me as we continued to walk to the table.

"No I mean, why you?" Maybe if Jordan had made the bid I wouldn't have been so confused, "why didn't Jordan or Chris bid?"

Terry scoffed, "I'll show you, let's just get back to the table, before someone claims it." As we walked around the bushes concealing our table, I saw Cee was gone, and so was both Chris and Jordan. "They didn't stick around for the auction," Terry explained, "Cee downed the last Haze shots and convinced the others to go along with her to fuck or something."

I was disappointed in Cee, she had been pushing me so hard, and then she hadn't even stuck around, "why didn't you join them then?" I asked defiantly.

"Because I wanted to see the fucking auction!" Terry responded in anger, "It's bullshit to push you up there and then not at least see how you do." I felt a bit of appreciation for Terry at that moment, he had stuck around even when Cee hadn't, even though Cee had very likely offered him sex or a blowjob or whatever, he stuck around to watch.

"Thank you, I guess." I said meekly, as we sat down, still worried about what Terry had planned for me.

"Well, don't give me too much credit," Terry chuckled, "I still expect you to follow through on your promise." He grabbed me and pulled me up against his body on the bench, kindness replaced by entitlement, "it's not every day I get to fuck a virgin pussy!"

I felt my heart drop, usually virgins weren't so slutty, I could almost hear him belittle me. Instead he surprised me "But first, I think you said you wanted to get to know the guy popping your cherry."

What was there to know about Terry? He was a sexist asshole, who admittedly was acting uncharacteristicly chivalrous out of the blue, he would always be a short, unattractive goblin. His hand was on my hip, and despite the fact that I hated his guts, it felt kind of nice.

"I actually grew up in the next town over, so going to Sinwell was always sorta in the cards for me." He talked very quietly, as if he was afraid anyone would hear, "I wasn't very popular in highschool, and honestly I don't have a lot of friends, but starting at Sinwell felt like a new beginning for me."

He took a sip of the beer he had left there earlier to go fetch me, unbothered with the risk of who may, or may not have spiked his drink, my own almost full cup of beer still stood on the table, "My parents aren't wealthy,

Terry seemed to notice me eyeing the cup I left to get on stage, "Aren't you gonna drink your beer?" I just shook my head, "more for me then," he took my beer, something inside me hoped it had been roofied, so I could slip away, but I wasn't so lucky.

"Anyway one of the great things about Sinwell is all of these different ways of getting tuition financed, so I am paying for College myself." I had seen the pamphlets, I hadn't signed up for any of the programs, except the free contraceptives from Libisyn.

"I have an appointment at the doctor's once a week, and then I cut 30% of my student debt." I was slowly recovering from the shock of the auction, and his attempts of letting me 'get to know him' was just superficial bullshit.

"Sure, but when do we get to the point where you explain why you're such a dick?" I snarked back at him, he just stared back at me with an annoyed expression.

"If you don't know how to keep your mouth shut, you can fill it with my cock." His response came as a surprise, but even more shocking was my own body's betrayal, I felt my mouth salivate and my heart beat faster as I remembered the sight of Terry's enormous cock.

"I can keep quiet," I said, "I'm sorry, I'll be nice."

Terry shook his head, "too late, I don't need your bratty behaviour." His tone was firm and I felt myself twist inside, trying not to envision being back at the dorm, struggling to suck him off, I hated his guts, but my mouth was literally drooling at the mere suggestion.

I knew it wouldn't be much easier this time around, but I let him push me below the table, I unzipped his loose cargo pants, and I tried to breathe normally, as his massive dick was let out. It had only been a few hours, but I had forgot how massive it really was, the striped skin stretched tight around its veins and shaft, I had to swallow to avoid drooling.

I hated to admit it, but it was exciting sitting below the table with a cock and the risk of someone seeing me. Why was I like this? I thought, while wrapping my fingers around his dick, he had to scoot the bench back a bit to make room for it. Why was that hot? As he adjusted his hips to make room, I looked at his impressive penis, it seemed wider along the middle than by the root, and I couldn't help but think that something was unnatural about it.

I licked his veiny shaft and felt the grooves of the stretch marks against my tongue, I didn't know if stretch marks were normal on cocks, I certainly hadn't seen them in porn, but then again, I had only seen a few pornstars boasting a dick like Terry's.

Terry kept talking about how he likes Physics class, something about how it's the wayeverything in the universe works, I couldn't make myself listen to it, instead I focused on his cock, and wrapping my lips around his surprisingly normal sized dickhead.

No one noticed I was sitting under the table and caressing Terry's monsterous cock with my tongue and lips. It was hot how anyone could just look under the table and see me, and as I continued to ignore Terry telling me about himself, I started to fantasise about Cee and the boys returning.

They'd find me below the table and demand that I serviced all the boys. I'd go from one to the next, while they sat and pretended nothing was happening, I slid the cock out of my straining mouth, and kissed it. "I am such a slut" I whispered too low for Terry to notice, but saying the words excited me in a way I didn't like.

I tried to reign myself in, why did these thoughts demand so much attention? Was it the alcohol? Or was I a horny little slut beneath the surface after all? I remembered the dream I had, the one about the teachers fucking me in front of the entire class, maybe it was just my true nature.

Terry was now rambling about some game I could not care less about, and as I sucked and kicked, the five words demanded to be spoken again, I once again let go of his cock and said them, this time a little louder, yet still inaudible, "I am such a slut".

The words echoed in my mind, and with each reverberation I became more and more horny. Terry's words cut through my cock sucking haze, "... But the endgame is such a grind, I really feel like they just," Terry paused as I tried pushing his cock deep into my throat, but his cock was just way too big, so I let go again to breathe.

"... want to force players to buy their way through it." Terrys voice was strained from talking through the pleasure. I felt a rush of pride from being good enough that he had to stop speaking for a second, and it made me want to try again, but then he pulled me back up.

I felt a little disappointed, but I definitely didn't want him to know that, "I hope you're happy now." I said with as much spite as I could muster.

"Very," Terry replied, "I'm looking forward to using your slutty body later." He said it in such a calm voice, I felt certain that he knew just how turned on I was, my bikini bottoms all sticky from my juices, "I stopped you up because Cee, Chris and Jordan are returning, and I thought you'd appreciate not sucking my cock when they return," I nodded and found something inside me wish he had let me stay, I shook it off as he continued, "but make no mistake, I'm not done."

Of course he wasn't, but it felt strange to hear him say it out loud, as if he owned me. "Hi!" Cee said as they approached, "you've already lost it?" She asked with excitement. I just shook my head, cheeks burning, "why not? Why are you here then?"

"I bought her," Terry said, everyone looked at him in surprise, "it was getting kinda crazy on the stage, and besides I have always wanted to fuck a virgin." He wrapped his arm around my and cupped my tit under the bikini top. "She kinda has to do whatever I want because I paid for her." It was not exactly what was agreed upon.

There was a brief moment between us, eye contact, like he wanted to say he was sorry for saying it m in front of the others, so I went along with it.

"Oh shit!" Cee said, "that's fucking hot! Not gonna lie." She winked at me, like she was impressed.

Chris chimed in, "I mean, I just got off, and I don't think I have another one in me, but like theoretically," he paused, "would you be able to make her fuck the three of us?"

Terry laughed, "Definitely, if I hadn't stepped up, she was gonna bang the whole basketball team on stage," I had almost forgot the chill of fear, I felt on stage, until Terry brought it back up, "in front of everyone, seems like I'd be doing her a favor."

I had just fantasised about sucking off the three of them, and the notion of fucking them all, suddenly felt hot. But I shook my head, "come on guys," I feel my face blush as they looked at me "Let's not get carried away."

Jordan looked at me with a calculative expression, "but you'd do it though? If we asked you to?" I didn't answer, something wanted to, the same urge that had made me fantasise about pleasuring them below the table, but I wasn't a slut. I didn't let those urges drive me. Still I couldn't bring myself to say no, so I just remained silent, while my face blushed even more.

"Actually," Cee started, "I think there is a pretty high likelihood, You'll be doing at least a threesome in the Girls Race." She looked at me with a mix of concern and arousal. "Maybe getting some sessions in before the race would be a good idea?"

What the fuck did she mean with sessions? "Hold up," Jordan said, "are you saying we should, like..." I could see Jordan getting excited by his own thoughts, "train Adria for the race?"

Cee nodded, "I think that's a good idea. It's still two weeks away," I was in shock, but despite my futile protests Cee continued "think of it as training for a marathon, you've gotta get some experience, otherwise you're just gonna freeze during the race, and that'll be way worse."

She was unfortunately making sense, if I had more experience, my chances would be better, and I was gonna compete against girls who willingly signed up for a race designed to humiliate them sexually. I had been so focused on the auction, and losing my virginity, that I hadn't thought that far ahead.

"I want to have her for myself tonight though," Terry finally said, I was grateful to him for that, despite what came next, "I paid for her, and I don't want you to freeload off me." Then he looked at me, "but you could buy us a round for all those beer tickets you got!"

I had put my beer tickets in my purse on the table, Cee snatched it up and began counting before I could do anything, "35 beer tickets? That's all you got?" She looked at Terry with a disappointed look.

"Nah I guess the hostess took 15 tickets as a handling fee or something?" Terry huffed at Cee's insinuation that he was stingy, "Maybe the next round is on Adria." He suggested to everybody's delight.

"Wait why?" I had earned those beer tickets, "I just got those tickets!"

"Because I say so," Terry grinned, "and because you're being a brat about it, you're gonna go order them topless." I could not stop my jaw from falling, this was beyond keeping appearances for the guys, but everyone including Cee kept pushing me. So I dropped my bikini top, and tried to look confident as I got up and walked towards the beer tent.

I was only wearing those juice soaked bikini bottoms, as I passed through the crowd, everyone looked at me with recognition, "that's the slut that wanted to bang the entire basketball team" I could hear a girl bark loudly as I passed her.

This was even worse than last time I had to get beers, guys stopped me for selfies, and when I politely declined they got mad at me, "such a fucking tease," one of them yelled as I hurried onwards, "I hope that guy makes you fuck more than just a basketball team."

I was sure my face was as red as a tomato when I finally reached the crowd bundled up against the side of the bar, trying to push their way forward. Last time people had sorta nicely respected the order, but people were too drunk for that now, so I just had to do the same, despite being topless.

It was impossible not to brush up against people, and where some one had grabbed my ass last time, there was a constant flow of hands, arms and bodies touching mine, it was hopeless to try to avoid it, and soon I was squeezed in somewhere in the slow moving crowd, with a guy pressed up against my back.

My mind made me think about what would happen, if the guys around me suddenly decided to ravish me.

I don't know if he did it on purpose, but soon enough I could feel his boner growing, pushing up against my lower back. I tried moving forward, which just resulted in my breasts pressing against the guy in front on me, and the guy behind me quickly filling up the space I had left.

If they all wanted they could take me, right then and there, leave me soaked in their cum, but while the thought turned me on, I was thankful that touch was all I had to endure.

I stood like that, inching forward each minute, with hands touching me accidentally or not, a dick pressed against my back and my tits pushed into the back of the guy in front of me, struggling just made it worse, and I was pretty sure that the hand now skirting my panties wasn't accidental.

Flustered I was happy to finally reach the bar, I felt like I stepped outside being able to finally breathe, if that guy had not just played with the hem of my panties and actually rubbed my clit, I might have cummed right in the middle of the crowd.

"Hi! Bare tits means free shots," the smiling blonde girl was still working the bar, except now she was topless with a pair of band-aids covering her nipples. Her obviously fake boobs made me feel conscious about my small tits, but I just smiled, "and it's two for one right now!" She put 2 shots in front of me waiting for me to drink them.

I sighed, "okay, here goes." As I downed the first, my body remembered the fantasy of being ravished by the crowd, still standing behind me. I was pretty drunk already, and the first shot hit hard, I felt a shiver down my spine into my hips, and a warmth spreading from my chest, as I got ready to take the second shot.

The next one came down smoother, the sweetness less synthetic, the strong burn less uncomfortable, in fact I enjoyed the warmth spreading through my body, and the dizzying sensation of alcohol consumed too quickly, I kept my composure as my ravishment fantasy played on repeat in my mind.

They could still grab me, at the bar, pull me to the center of the crowd, and they'd no longer care for drinks, they could use me right there and no one would be able to prevent it. Fuck! I swore to myself I didn't use to be such a pervy slut, I had that one sex dream, and then everything that had happened tonight wasn't something I had wanted.

I felt the blond bartender staring at me, "so what can I get ya?" The 2 for 1 offer meant I could use less beer tickets, but I returned with 6 beers instead of 5. Luckily the path away from the bar was unobstructed, so it was a clear path back, if you ignored the stares and the cat calling.

"Oh there she is," Cee said as I approached them, "we were getting worried."

Chris laughed, "yeah worried that you ran off on us!" The boys laughed, Cee and I shared a look. It felt comforting to know she still worried, even if she was very comfortable with pushing me into more sexscapades.

"We've made a schedule for you," Cee said, showing me a crude table drawn on a napkin, "Jordan gets you Mondays and Thursdays, Chris gets the the Tuesdays and Wednesdays..."

Terry broke in, "And I get you Fridays and Saturdays, starting tonight."

I tried worming my way out, but if this meant that I would avoid losing the Girls Race, I recalled the video from last year, with that girl sucking a guy off and then drinking a whole glass of cum... I didn't want a video of me doing that online, and that was only the first day, the loser penalties got progressively more extreme as the days went on. "Okay fuck," I finally caved, "I'll do it! I'll do the whole training bit."

"Great!" Terry said with menace in his voice, "Then your assignment for tonight, is to go back to the gloryhole, take off those wet bikini bottoms, and send me a few sexy selfies in there," I dreaded going back to the gloryhole, not knowing who was on the other side recording me had gotten me in trouble earlier, "I wanna see you touching your pussy."

Cee added a demand "and if someone sticks their dick through the hole you have to make him cum on your face!" It seemed like Cee genuinely felt like she was helping me, but I still felt betrayed.

"Fine!" I got up, still topless and found my way inside, I hadn't noticed how dark it had gotten before stepping into the light, my bare tits suddenly felt even more naked in the bright indoor lights.

I hurried to the gloryhole in the ladies room, trying to avoid eye contact, uncomfortably pushing through crowds, as I entered the ladies room I felt butterflies, a strange mix of anticipation and dread fighting for my attention.

I walked past girls fixing their makeup, and the occupied regular toilet stalls to the last stall, at the end. The bright light in there I now realised was intended to make the two-way mirror work, I. The men's room there was probably a dark room that made it impossible for me to see them.

The stall was empty, only the various doodles and scribbles on the mirror, showed signs of previous occupants. I got in, locked the door, hung my purse on a coat hook and stripped out of my panties, I fished out my phone and took a Birds Eye selfie, holding my panties in one hand, while raising the phone in the other. I winked cheekily.

I looked at the picture before sending it to Terry, he wanted me to take a picture of me masturbating, clearly displaying my pussy, looking at the floor I now realised that there were drops and small pools of semen strewn across the floor, so it was gonna be hard to sit on the floor without touching it.

I wondered how many guys had used the hole tonight already, and the rush of heat following that thought scared me. I found a corner that didn't have too much semen, and posed with my legs apart and one hand on my clit and the other holding my phone.

The picture didn't come out good enough, so I tried again, my clit ached, I really wanted to rub one out right then and there, but I managed to keep myself reigned in, as I took the second picture, it was better this time. I sent it off to Terry, I felt like I should send one last picture.

I had a wicked thought, what if I pretended to lick up one of the pools of cum on the floor? I got on all fours and got myself in an angle where I could capture both my face, the cum and my ass. The picture came out really good, and I felt giddy about sending it, because I knew how surprised they'd be.

It felt almost empowering to imagine their surprise when they saw that image, and I felt like I had won a battle.

I was putting my phone in my purse, when a dick came through the hole in the wall. I could just leave it, Terry would never know. But for some reason I didn't want to.

I was standing in front of the mirror completely naked, and on the other side of it a guy was watching me, I would probably never know who the guy was, and that turned me on, I could walk past him in school, and he'd know I had sucked his dick, yet I would always wonder.

I could not resist it anymore, I grabbed my phone and started masturbating, not for show, but for my own pleasure, standing up in front of the mirror letting him see, as I took a picture of myself rubbing my clit next to an erect cock.

I sent it to Terry and got on my knees, the whole situation was so intense, I took another picture of me with the cock in my mouth, and put the phone down. I had to focus.

His dick was long and slender, it was easy to suck, but I wasn't able to deep throat him, that was something I'd still have to learn I realised, so I took it easy.

It didn't take long for him to tense up, I released him and started jerking him off, I figured he could hear me so I said "Please cum on my face!" And that did it, he immediately shot warm ropes of jizz onto my face. It surprised me, and I started giggling, and I couldn't stop.

This was insane, what the fuck was I doing? I felt both super sexy, and ridiculous at the same time, and now I was even hornier, I felt an orgasm wash over me, and before he pulled out his cock I put it in my mouth, the taste of cum lingered and drove my pussy wild.

I moaned lips wrapped around his shaft, his cum on my face, and a sudden hope that he was enjoying the show.

As I came down, to a mellow post orgasm buzz, I took a picture of my face, covered in cum, and sent that and the previous picture to Terry.

That was when I realized I had accidentally pushed my panties into a pool of cum, I picked them up and decided I could wash them in the sink.

But as I exited the stall, naked with cum on my fave and a soiled pair of bikini bottoms, I was not prepared for the judgemental stares the girls in the restroom shot my way.

I managed to clean up, despite once more having an existential crisis. I was doing some pretty fucked up things and enjoying it, maybe it was post-nut clarity, maybe it was those girls judging me, labelling me as a dirty whore, but I felt so wrong for having enjoyed the experience I just had.

As I returned to the table, with a really cold bikini bottom that threatened a urinary infection, and a facial I only partly managed to wash away, I still managed to feel like I was victorious, they had tested me, and I had outdone myself.

"Oh my god, Adria!" Cee yelled, matching my misplaced sense of pride, "that was incredible!"

"Did you really lick up cum from the floor?" Jordan asked sceptically, I grinned and shook my head. "Good, cause that would have been disgusting!"

The cold air outside was starting to get to me, especially with my wet bikini bottoms, "can I please put some clothes on before I catch a cold?" Terry nodded.

"Fine, I don't want you to get sick," he took the vibrator out again, "but you'll have to wear this until I fuck you." It somehow felt like a normal request, and I inserted it before putting on my top and the cargo pants I had borrowed from Terry while he kept my bra.

The vibrator hummed comfortably, inside my pussy, and after a few minutes I hardly noticed it, "I think it's time," Terry said as he finished his beer, "do you wanna do it here or in the dorm?" I hadn't thought about Terry fucking me, since I went to the gloryhole.

"Uh, I'd prefer the dorm." I said hesitantly, was he gonna do the opposite of what I said? I hoped not. "But Josh and Kate haven't arrived yet?"

Terry shook his head, "they won't, Josh only wanted to go to the party to hook up with someone," he shrugged, "and since Kate jumped his dick, he's not gonna bother."

I said farewell to the boys and Cee, Cee was really excited on my behalf, it felt weird to hug her goodbye. Like life wouldn't be the same after I lost my virginity.

The walk back started silent, I felt awkward, knowing what was about to happen, and who I was doing it with. After a few minutes Terry finally said something, "Okay, I'll let you ask three questions, and I'll answer honestly."

He seemed like a weight had lifted from his shoulders as he shot me a friendly smile.

"Okay, I apologise for how it came out earlier," I started, "but really, why are you always so..." I searched my mind for words, "... Aggressive?"

He laughed, "you think I'm aggressive?"

"Okay, not aggressive, but you're like mean and sexist almost all of the time." He shrugged.

"I guess," he said, "people have always been mean to me, girls especially." He looked straight ahead, instead of looking at me, "I know I'm short and I'm not good looking, so none of the girls are friendly, and in highschool all the boys teased me constantly." He sighed, "I'll deny it if you tell anyone, but I guess it's sort of a shield." He looked at me briefly before turning his gaze away again.

"Like if I shoot the first shot, I can't get hurt..." he groaned, "fuck I sound like such a little bitch!" He seemed to almost barf after opening up, but I felt a hint of compassion for Terry, for the first time since I met him. "Anyway, I guess that's why I'm so mean." He said in a mocking tone, it was obvious he didn't feel comfortable sharing something this personal about himself.

"Second question." He said in a sigh.

"Why did the boys in high school tease you?"

He didn't respond, in fact he stopped walking, as if his whole body stopped working and had to reset, "fuck you," he finally said, "couldn't you just ask normal questions like, what's your favourite song? Or have you ever traveled abroad?"

I felt guilty, but I said nothing, Terry sighed, "FINE! I guess I did promise to be honest, but I'll fucking kill you if you ever tell ANYONE!" He calmed himself down before continuing. "They called me clit-dick, because my penis was really small."

That didn't make any sense, I had seen his penis, it was monstrously large, "wait what?"

"Yeah, as I said, don't you dare tell anyone! I'm serious." I could tell he wasn't joking around, something was off. "Remember I told you Libisyn pays about 40% of my tuition?" I vaguely remembered him talking about going to the doctor on a regular basis, "I am part of a medical trial, and strictly speaking I am under an NDA."

Had Libisyn given Terry a penis transplant? What the fuck. "What did they do?" I lifted out in disbelief.

"This counts as your third question," Terry sneered, "I had the first ever successful penis enlargement procedure, a mix of injections, medicine and operations." He shrugged, "it was a little too successful actually, it was meant to grow to somewhere between 6 and 7 inches, instead I went from barely 4 inches to 12 inches and 5 inches in circumference."

That must be why his cock was covered in stretch marks, rapid growth that the skin could not follow along with, "I am on some kind of blood booster, to increase my blood production to accommodate for my cock," He said, "And then they measure it, do blood tests and all sorts of stuff. Last week they told me it wasn't growing any longer, which is honestly a relief."

I could not imagine if Terrys cock continued to grow, it was already impossibly big, if it got bigger he'd never be able to have sex with anyone. How the hell was I gonna have sex with him?

"Anyway, so yeah, I didn't always have a big cock," he tried to smile, but the subject clearly made him uncomfortable, "do remember to keep your mouth shut, I really shouldn't have told you in the first place."

The rest of the walk to the dorm we both were silent, I wondered if that procedure would become common, and sooner or later all guys would walk around with horse sized cocks. Thoughts about how I was gonna manage mixed with confusing feelings about the night filled my head with noise.

Josh and Kate had locked themselves in my dorm room, so we went to Josh's and Terry's room instead, he moved his laptop from his own bed onto Josh's bed, he made sure it was plugged in, before leaving his phone propped up in the windowsill, "I'm gonna record us," he stated it like nothing I said could sway him, "I told you something you weren't meant to know, and I gotta make sure you don't tell anyone."

So that would be the price of my curiosity, videos added to all the content Terry already possessed, Cee was gonna share the dates we recorded, and I already sent Terry pictures from the gloryhole. Having my deflowering documented, didn't seem like a crazy escalation.

He finished setting up his phone and the webcam, making sure the angles were right, using the desk light to light the scene, "I don't have any candles," Terry said as we entered, "but I can give you that sexy massage."

I hadn't expected that he'd go along with the massage, especially after he just spent 5-10 minutes setting up cameras asking me to lie on the bed so he could frame me right, so when he told me to undress and lie down on my stomach, I was quick to comply.

He dialed up the vibrator, to a teasing buzz, rather than the faint humming I had gotten used to during our walk. Then I heard him strip naked before he got onto the bed, on his knees on either side of my hip, his still flaccid cock resting on my back, even soft it was impossibly long, and feeling him like this was hot. Then his hands started to caress my shoulders, firm enough that I could feel the tension I'd been carrying around all day.

Terry was actually good at giving massages, and I had been tense, I felt him kneading all the memories from today, from standing terrified on stage, being stripped down in front of such a big crowd, from the lingering taste of semen I couldn't quite wash down with beer, from seeing a dick for the first time, touching, sucking... from getting naked in front of the boys. Each knot softened out, it didn't disappear, but it sank into me, became me. And I could not help but moan from the pressure and the pleasure while he worked his way down my back, tending to each miosis with a firm hand.

His dick no longer laid limp on my back, glancing back I could see it's impressive 12 inches stand erect, as Terry started to knead my lower back, then my butt, and my thighs, his fingers inching closer to my pussy, and the toy vibrating pleasurably inside. It felt so nice, his hands gently rubbing my outer lips, while the remote controlled toy massaged my insides.

I gasped in pleasure, as his finger traced a line down my slit,, pushing the toy aside slightly.

"Turn around." He commanded with a softness in his voice I didn't expect. I turned around to lay on my back, pussy and breasts up. Terry got between my legs, he pulled the still vibrating toy out of my pussy, and started to rub around my slit, he only teasingly touched my pussy lips and clit softly before turning outward again.

My body ached for him to stick his fingers inside, for him to firmly finger me, but instead his hands started moving upwards, his thighs pushing against mine. He lifted me up, his hands around my hips, so my pussy cradled the root his shaft, his balls pressed against my ass.

His hands worked their way up my belly to my tits, his dickhead hanging over my body like a monstrous promise, while his warm shaft pushed against my wet pussy. He was oozing precum, and everything in me wanted to taste his arousal. But instead I just enjoyed the feeling of his hands pinching my nipples and caressing my breasts.

I had anticipated kissing, but he

"I think I need to prepare you before we start," he said, "You should try to relax". He plunged his fingers inside me, cock still resting on my clit. "At least you're wet." I moaned in gratitude as his fingers stroked that nice spot inside.

Then it was three fingers, I felt some pressure, but nothing to worrying.

But with each finger the pressure became more intense, it was clear that Terry wasn't trying to pleasure me, he was loosening me up for the main attraction, his cock.

I tried to think about how good it would feel to have his cock inside, as he slowly forced my pussy to open wide, finally he said, "I think we can go now," he positioned himself, "you're on the pill right?" I nodded nervously, as he pushed himself inside me.

The pressure was mind numbing, and then he was inside, I was grateful that he took it slow, pulling out a little before pushing in, with each push he inches his way deeper, the pressure of him filling me completely didn't quite hurt but demanded my attention and focus.

Even if it wasn't exactly painful in the traditional sense, it felt like I was gonna split in two, as his veiny cock slowly pushed further inside me.

It took him a minute or two but eventually his dick ran out of room inside me, Pressure became pain as he pushed further than I could accomodate, I yelped and looked down to see Terry's cock still protrude a good 6-8 inches outside me, "Sorry," he huffed, "didn't realise how far in I was."

He pulled out an inch or so, and the pain went away, I threw my head back onto the bed in relief. The pressure turned into pleasure as he slid out and slowly back in. I grabbed his pillow and propped my head up so I could watch him strained as he slowly pushed his girth against my all too tight pussy.

I wondered how it felt for him to push his massive cock into such a tight virgin pussy, was it nice? Or maybe unsatisfying to not push it all the way in, did he like watching me struggle to take his cock? The expression on his face when I yelped in surprise each time he accidentally pushed too far, made me think he really enjoyed it.

I had to close my eyes, and my hand found its way to my clit, and I started rubbing. It didn't take long for the combination of me masturbating and his monster pushing my pussy to the limits, to feel an orgasm approaching.

"Oh shit,"Terry said grinning "I think you're pushing me out." The orgasmic tension building made me clench my pussy, pushing him out, he just laughed casually and pulled out, I stopped touching myself, but it was too late, "no matter, I did also have something I've been wanting to try." He took his phone and held it in his hand instead.

He then instructed me to pull my knees to my chest and wrap my arms around them, he pushed his cock in between my thighs, his shaft rubbing against my throbbing clit, I was so close to coming, and seeing his dickhead appear between my thighs, almost reaching my tits, was super hot, his cock was still slick from my juices as be began fucking my thighs, rubbing against my clit with each thrust, and his balls slapping against my pussy.

I came very quickly, shuddering while trying to keep my arms wrapped around my knees, I only let my head fall for a moment, watching Terry's cock emerge and disappear between my thighs, "please cum." The words leaving my mouth came as a surprise to myself, a thought that had escaped the safe space in my brain and exited my lips, but Terry seemed to like it, so I allowed myself to say, "I want to see your Monster cock cover me with your sperm."

"Shut up, you fucking slut," he said with a smirk, "Or I'm gonna make you drink and eat nothing but cum all day tomorrow!" I should have done as he said, but some sex crazed part of my brain had taken the reigns, and the prospect of being humiliated and degraded like that made me electric.

"Please, please cum for me," I repeated, ignoring his threat, "I want to see you cum!" And Terry began thrusting faster, with more force, still grinding against my poor pussy, still aching from my orgasm.

Suddenly it came, like before his first squirt was as voluminous as a regular full load, about a spoonful of jizz shot with surprising power right in my face, covering my nose and dripping down over my mouth, then another followed, and another.

Spurt after spurt Terry shot his load on my face and between my tits. I had completely forgotten that he was filming, my mind fixated on his cum dripping cock, that for some reason, I just had to taste, I sucked and licked it clean. Not considering the phone pointed at my face until I looked up, and blushed.

Why had I gone along with him filming me? And why did I just need to taste his cock? It was humiliating, acting like such a perverted cum-loving slut. And why was there still a force inside me filling my mind with the desire to be sexy for the camera, the video was collateral, I shouldn't try to be sexy for collateral.

I laid back down, and he continued to film the aftermath of his orgasm on my face and tits, getting up close on my cumsplattered face, before stopping the recording. "Nice," he sighed, "I know this wasn't everything you dreamed, but I hope you had fun."

I didn't know what to say, I'd had a really amazing time, but I was sobering up to all the things I had done. It wasn't just this after all, it seemed so contrary to who I thought I was, and yet it came so easy, and felt so rewarding to cross that threshold and be brave in the face of humiliation and depravity.

As Terry pulled on a pair of pyjama pants, and dumped my shirt, in the pool of cum on my face and tits, I wondered how Gale would've treated me, he'd be gentler, he would have kissed me before fucking me. And he would snuggle up and cuddle when it all was done, Terry just told me to "wipe yourself clean".

That shirt was the only piece of garment I had left, that wasn't cum soaked. But it was too late, I wiped myself clean, and Terry kicked me out of bed, "Go lie in Josh's bed," he said, "and please be quiet, I need to sleep."

"Can't we lie together a bit? "Maybe make out?" He looked at me with a puzzled expression, maybe a hint of disgust.

"You have had how many different guys' cum in your mouth?" He grunted, "I'm not putting my mouth anywhere near you." He pulled the covers over himself, shut off the light and turned away. I felt so small, as I laid down in Josh's bed. The traces of cum drying on my skin, and the sweet, kinda swimming hall sorta smell clung to my nostrils, as I started to slowly dose off to let my mind work through all the shit I had put myself through.

I woke up feeling sore in my entire body, my hips and pussy ached and my head was heavy and painful to move from the hangover presenting itself. The almost sweet scent of cum had warped into a musky smell that reminded me of old sweat on guys that never showered.

Terry was sitting under his covers in his bed, "you're up," he said, sounding a little too happy about it, "I've gotta show you something." He turned his laptop to show a porn site.

I couldn't believe my eyes, that was me! He had already made banners and uploaded a profile picture of me splattered in cum. "Don't worry," he grinned, "your page is unlisted."

What did that mean? Had he made a porn site while I slept? "What the fuck did you do?" I asked, as commanding as I could muster, still naked, with dried up flaky bits of his cum on my face.

"Woah, relax!" He said putting the laptop aside, "I made a page on SkinFeed, it's private so no one will see anything," he paused for a second, "unless you tell anything about that medical trial."

He seemed way to concerned with that fucking trial, I didn't actually give a shit, especially because I only asked because I wanted to form a connection, that desire was completely gone now.

"Whatever," I said, "but that goes both ways, if I find out you publish anything, I won't keep my mouth shut."

Terry nodded, "agreed, now get the fuck out so I can edit this video."

He didn't even look at me, I was a naked mess, and while my clothes were all here from yesterday, all of it was drenched in dried up cum. "I can't exactly leave like this?" I protested.

He looked up, and grinned "not my problem, why don't you ask Kate to bring you some clothes." I felt stupid for not thinking of that myself. She was right next door, probably snuggling with Josh, tangled up in her bed kissing. I felt a jolt of envy as I looked at Terry and reflected on my night.

It didn't take Kate long to knock on the door, "Shit, open a fucking window, it reeks of old jizz in here!" She seemed different, more confident as she strolled in with some clothes for me, saving me from Terry.

"So Terry bought your virginity?" Kate asked, "that's fucking bad luck." She detested Terry as much as I did, and post-sex confident Kate didn't seem to care if Terry knew.

"It was that," Terry retorted, "or the whole basketball team, on stage in front of everyone." Terry shrugged in an annoyed fashion, "So a thank you would be nice, but Adria has been very ungrateful this morning."

I didn't even care anymore, I got dressed and was ready to leave, "remember that I have training with you today." Terry barked as I headed for the door, "So wash up and meet me at 4 this afternoon."

My head ached with a sudden jolt of pain, standing upright also made

My stomach turn. Today was gonna be the first day of training for the Girls Race, and I was hung over, there was about 3 weeks until the race, and plenty of degrading training sessions ahead of me. But right then I needed to shower and cozy up in my own bed.

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Thanks for reading!

In Part 4, we'll jump ahead to the Girls Race -- the training sessions may become their own side series. But now you know how it all started: how Adria, a quiet girl who just wanted to belong, ended up signed up for the brutally degrading Girls Race.