Baby's New FuckToy

I moan through the gag, as Mike presses the sex toy in and out of me, pressing it deeper each time. I feel a pair of hands on my shoulders, and the toy is pressed deeply into me. I let out a loud moan, despite the gag, as an orgasm shocks me to ever-higher levels of pleasure. I'm left like that for several minutes, as the boys watch me being played with, Soon, I can plainly see as more mounds appear in pants around me, making it clear that they won't want to wait much longer. I orgasm again, as the toy becomes more and more active, bringing more and more pleasure that way.

I'm left on all fours a moment, as the toy is pulled out of me. It's not long after that I hear a zipper open behind me. I don't need to guess what, but the expected moment seems to take forever, as my anticipation grew wild. Finally, I felt his hard cock glides across my shaved mound. I mound loudly, as I hear one of the friends cheer him on, "Go on Mike, show that hoe what's her place is now!" after a moment, I heard another cry, "Yea, give that slut a shot of your cum!"; even a woman shouts out encouragement. "Yea! Fuck that Bitch!"

They shout loudly our way, though I'm sure at this point Mike does not need any encouragement, grabbing me by my hair, pulling my head back. I gasp and moan through the ballgag, and see I'm clearly surrounded by more than a few men. I cry out loud as his back almost glides into my pussy and into my clit. I orgasm hard as I feel his cock stretch itself deep into me. I moan harder yet as his cock pulls back, before thrusting hard into me.

I'm helpless before them, and yet my only thought was how much I was enjoying it, as my body pressed itself back and into his thrust. I orgasmed again, as he started to pound me, taking me roughly, though slow. It was clear to me that, as much as he wanted me, he wanted them to see him pound me; make a thorough demonstration of his dominance over me. For my part, I submitted to him fully, taking him in deep as he rammed me, again and again. Each time, he pressed me forward by at least six inches, and soon I felt his balls slap upon my mound, and I climaxed in reply. I cried out in pleasure again and again, or as much as the gag would allow, rolling slowly onto the floor below. My cries soon became sharper as his thrusts, rough and hard, made me feel new waves of pleasure, along with a small amount of discomfort from how abrupt he was being. Not that they seem to mind any. Not that I would have complained, anyway.

I lost track of time, naked, bound, gagged, having intimate sex all the whille being observed by so many guys can have that effect, I suppose, or so I told myself. I felt his other hand then move around my neck, softly **** me, even as he yanked back on my head with each thrust. The combination caused my head to move back each time he shoved my body forward, making it all the more erotic. I cried out in pleasure through the gag, as orgasm after orgasm welled up through me. I came, enjoying the sensation, aware of my face turning a shade of red as I was choked before his cadre of friends.

Swiftly then, I felt his speed increase, thrashing me hard with his cock. Never reducing the **** or how rough he was, he now increased his speed, and I feel him bounding like a nomadic drill, claiming me hard and swiftly. He naled my clit hard then, and I moaned loudly, as pleasure and discomfort, with such exposure, all played together to make my body feel a heavy amount of sexual excitement and arousal press into me. I cried out aloud, as orgasm after orgasm spiked into me hard, like railway ties, as he rammed his cock deep inside of my pussy. Hess balls slammed into me again and again, and his friends called out encouragement.

I climaxed hard, my juices seeping down my leg, which was soon followed by his load exploding deep within my womb. I gasped loudly, as I felt it coat my body deep inside, followed swiftly by yet more, as he continued to thrust himself deep into me. His grip on my thought did not slacken up, even a moment, but rather tightened sharply, as he delivered even more of his seed deep within my womb. Once he was done, he pulled out, rubbing himself on me to show off, before pulling himself back together. He let go of my neck then, and I felt a surge of blood reach my cheeks, though I was not sure how long that may last.

Already his friends were calling to find out who would get to go next. For myself, I found the idea more erotic than anything, which I found both puzzling and amusing at the same time.