Escalating

By the time Heather managed to sit up 5 guys were mounting the mat, their patience long since exceeded. She was tired, but at their approach a reinvigorating lust flooded her, a manic light turning on behind her glassy eyes. The faces of her friends, Kevin, Troy, and Trent, were all decorated with wide smirks. Ryan, the studly boy's cock still slick with Hannah's cunt, and another boy she didn't know followed them up.

"Finally," Kevin smirked, first in line and not hesitating for a second as he thrust his fat black dick into Heather's mouth. She sucked him in instinctively, eyes bulging at the sudden mass shoved down her throat. He was huge, a cock roughly the size of a slightly longer coke can proving a challenge for even the experienced cheerleader to deepthroat. She planted her palms on his legs, trying to control his approach into her mouth, but he wouldn't be slowed; A hand on either side of her head pulled her face towards his bristly pubes until his bellend felt like it was approaching her stomach. Letting out a hushed, jocular bellow he began to pump himself back and forth, **** the brunette on his dark meat.

"Fuck her face bro!" Troy cheered. "Damn she looks good throating that shit." The 4 onlookers grinned at the sight, enjoying Heather's watering eyes with Kevin buried in her throat, lips stretched wide and bubbles of drool beginning to form at the corners of her mouth. Heather could only just weather the ****, motionless as she concentrated solely on opening herself up as wide as she could, unable to avoid gagging and **** and heaving spit onto Kevin as he slid inches down her throat. His balls slapped loudly against her chin, but she almost didn't believe he could really be that deep in her.

Hannah grinned, excited that it was finally time for her younger friend to discover what a real gangbang was like. She couldn't enjoy watching for long, her own 5 guys assembling in front of her with designs on the hot blonde's pouting blowjob lips. Liam Watson and Paul Martinez, first in the queue, grinned widely as they waved their cocks in her face. She groaned at their obvious excitement.

"Do I have to?" she whined, already taking their thick shafts in hand and guiding Paul into her mouth. Shooting him lascivious eyes she inhaled his meat, hand darting to stroke his base. As friends of Brandon's she'd met them more than once, attending the same party or visiting her house alongside him. The pair had brazenly eye-fucked her each time, expressing overwhelming interest in the sexy older blonde. There was nothing Hannah liked more than making little boys' dreams come true.

"Gotta be done I'm afraid," Paul smirked. "No hands baby, come on." Hannah let go, letting him grab her head and pump his long pole deep into her throat, only slightly above average cock gliding easily into her oesophagus. He grit his teeth, snarling harshly as he started to fuck her face, reaming her throat as hard as he could. She was being pummelled from both ends, the guy in her cunt grunting rhythmically with each rough thrust. He had a good body she thought, Paul's furiously pistoning cock only a minor distraction from the railing the blonde sexpot was receiving from behind. A highly pleasurable railing...

"MMPH!" she screamed suddenly, throwing out her hands to brace against Paul and Liam's legs. Paul pulled himself from her mouth, almost concerned for the blonde before the next vocalisation came unencumbered from her mouth. "Shit, I'm cumming!" Her legs shook, cunt clamping on the still thrusting virgin who looked as smug as he did disbelieving, shocked that he'd been able to make the blonde goddess orgasm. The proof was evident in her shuddering lower regions however, then the sudden flood of girlcum that dribbled down her legs from around the still pistoning cock. Even without a dick in her mouth her words were once again unintelligible, each hard thrust into her amplifying the pleasure of her climax and eliciting a low, throaty moan.

"Nice one man!" Liam congratulated the boy, looking for ways to occupy himself while the blonde rode out the ecstasy, mouth too occupied with panting and cooing at each wave of sensation to attend to him. An idea struck, and smirking he drew back his cock, releasing it and allowing the weighty shaft to smack against Hannah's cheek. A flicker of outrage cut through her orgasmic haze, which had just begun to die down, the intensity of her pleasure dropping until she was able to form a smirk of her own just in time for a second cockslap. If he were to disrespect her like that in any other situation, she'd have him slaughtered. In the context of a gangbang, she didn't mind a little ****.

"Fuck yeah bro," Paul laughed, delivering a blow of his own, his saliva slick shaft leaving a wet mark on her features as she winced at the loud impact. Liam delivered another, the boys laughing as they relished in the blonde's submission. Her orgasm now all but finished, the virgin in her cunt smacked her ass, light distorting in the oil coated surface while he pulled out, leaving her to moan disappointedly amidst the blows from her sister's boyfriend's cocky friends. His exit was met with the applause of everyone waiting their turn with the college aged girl.

"God DAMN," yelled Kevin appreciatively, pulling himself suddenly from Heather's mouth, cock slick with saliva. "Cheerleader slut knows how to suck dick!" The brunette was dizzy, heaving in air, her breasts rising and falling with each exhalation. She could finally get a view of his cock, though through eyes blurred by the tears he'd fucked out of her, and she couldn't believe the incredible mass of black dick had really been almost balls deep in her mouth. The basketballer was grinning, massaging her spit over his length before it occurred to him that, properly lubed, he was ready to fuck her. He practically dove onto the mat, slipping a little on the oily surface as he rolled onto his back.

"Think you can take that?" Troy crowed to Heather as Kevin positioned himself, imposing cock aimed straight upwards. She stared at it for a while, hands moving to fix her normally flawless features which had begun to fall into disarray, hair becoming matted to her forehead, makeup just starting to seep down her face. It was a pillar of dark meat, shining with her spit like a roasting hog sweating its juices, looking similarly delectable. She smirked through her dishevelled appearance.

"I can't wait to." The boys froze like deer in the headlights as it struck them again that they were fucking Heather Ravers, and she was behaving like a wanton whore. The most desirable girl in school, possibly the entire town, prim and proper heiress to the Ravers fortune was kneeling naked with slobber dripping onto her oily bust, smiling at the prospect of taking an almost inhumanly large black cock. She turn to fix the slack-jawed observers with that same smile. "Gimme a hand Trent?"

"God fucking damn," the footballer breathed, offering his hand automatically. She winked as she took it, rising to her feet and stepping over Kevin's prone form with her toned ass thrust towards his face. Continuing to hold Trent's hand for support she began to squat, reaching down to grip Kevin's pole and guiding him to her dripping folds. With a loud moan she sat on her third cock of the day, just letting the tip push inside her for now.

"Shit!" cursed Kevin. He had barely begun to enter her, but already his impressive girth was making itself known. Heather was **** to moan as she sank a half inch lower to where his cock really started to widen, clenching her core to manage the sensation.

"Fuck," she moaned. "You're so fucking big! I... shit!" He might not have been the longest she'd ever had, but she'd be shocked if he wasn't the thickest. She'd never felt anything like it, the sensation in her cunt as the immense mass found its way inside her. It was possible that she'd just never been that aroused, burning with the need to fill herself with cock, and his engorged appendage filling her like she'd rarely been filled.

"Come on baby," Kevin grunted back. "Put that pussy on daddy." He placed his hands on the brunette's ass, partially to cop a feel of the tight cheeks and partially to help support her descent down his shaft. Heather was a very experienced fuck, able to take him at a rate far beyond what most girls could manage, but she was still grateful that Roman had gaped her open already, as well as for the time spent slathering Kevin with saliva. She found herself widening easily as she increased the pressure and sank down onto him, until after only a few long seconds of the brunette moaning like a whore with every further inch of his member, he was hilted inside her.

"Jesus," gasped Heather, the watching boys shouting their approval. Beneath the oil she was beaded with sweat, panting with exertion but already grinding herself against the black boys body, **** to feel him stuffing her from every angle sooner rather than later. Kevin watched her ass gyrating on him, grunting every time her contortions pushed him deeper into her, then again as another let him slide a little out with an intense scrape of pleasure.

"Fuck yeah girl." He put his hands on her hips, unable to stop a couple of shallow pumps into her wet hole that made the brunette shiver. Her movements grew wilder, sliding a few inches of his shaft in and out with every rotation, like she needed to experience the entirety of his thickness. Kevin stopped thrusting, lying back and letting the tight white pussy massage his cock, caressing her hips tenderly to spur her to throw her body against him with even wilder abandon. "How's that feel huh?"

"So fucking good!" she cried out in response. Needing more, she finally threw her arms out behind her to support her torso, beginning at last to ride him in earnest. Her new position left the base of his shaft permanently exposed to the gymnasium air, but Kevin couldn't complain with the brunette's thick ass now loudly slapping against him and her pussy swallowing several inches at a time. A symphony of grunts from him, gasps from her, and the coupling of their bodies filled the room, the black boy bucking upwards to meet her descents and stuff her with the entirety of his organ, making her wail every time.

Her expansive breasts heaved as she threw herself up and down, up and down, then thrust forwards as she tilted her head back and howled in orgasm, Kevin bellowing as his girth allowed him the sensation of every inch enveloped in spasming cunt folds. It took all his willpower to stop himself from seeding the rich white slut then and there, but he clung on through the waves of her pleasure that were so intense he could almost feel them himself, relieved when the brunette clenched around him one last time and then released with a soft, conclusive moan.

In any other situation she would have collapsed back into her lover, letting him envelope her in an embrace that would last until the morning. On the sweaty mat all she could do was swiftly return to riding Kevin, Trent and Troy stepping forward with broad grins as they prepared to enter that maelstrom of pleasure, until the sight of Hannah's activities stopped them for a moment of disbelieving gaping.