A fancy party

The weekend after the party, Emily invited us to a larger event at a private estate outside the city. I spent hours getting ready, choosing the tiniest sheer white dress I owned. It left almost nothing to the imagination. No underwear. Just high heels and the faint hickeys still visible on my neck and thighs. I felt like the perfect whore, and I loved it.

When we arrived, the grounds were packed with dozens of people. Cameras were set up everywhere, some clearly streaming live. Emily greeted me with a hungry smile and immediately pulled me into the center of the main room.

“Show them what you’ve become,” she said proudly.

I didn’t hesitate. I dropped to my knees right there in front of a group of men and started sucking their cocks one after another. I was loud and shameless, moaning around their thick shafts and begging them to use me while Alex watched from a few meters away, filming everything on his phone like I had asked him to.

The men took turns fucking me openly. I was bent over, on my back, and on all fours as they pounded my pussy and mouth. I came repeatedly, squirting on the floor while moaning Alex’s name and telling the crowd how much I loved being watched and used by strangers while my fiancé filmed it.

“You like watching me get ruined?” I gasped between loads, looking straight at Alex.

He nodded, clearly hard. “Yes. Keep going. Be their whore.”

They moved me outside to the pool area and continued using me in front of even more people. I was passed around for hours, taking load after load in every hole while Alex stayed close, watching every second. I felt completely owned and desired. Every time a new cock slid into me I looked over at Alex and came harder, knowing he was seeing me at my most depraved.

By the end of the night I was a cum-soaked, exhausted mess. My dress was ruined, my hair was wild, and cum leaked down my thighs as I crawled over to Alex with a blissful smile.

“I love that you watch me like this,” I whispered to him. “It makes me feel so owned and wanted.”

On the drive home I rested my hand on his thigh, still dripping cum onto the seat. They were pushing me deeper into public depravity, and I was becoming completely addicted to it. Alex was becoming the perfect voyeur, and the group was turning me into their perfect slut.

I couldn’t wait for the next event.