A Public Showing

I find myself being pulled along, my high heels loudly announcing my every step. I moan softly, my arousal clear in my mind, actually aware of how damp the space between my legs had become. Visibly naked, my bound, gagged form has little choice but to follow along as my mind races to what they may seek from me, and where that may happen.

I soon find myself at a bench. Feeling my desire seeking to overwhelm me, even as my public exposure drives it higher, my every step accentuated, as if I'm trying to grab everyone's attention. Not that I would need to, at this point. I moan, suddenly feeling myself being sent over a bench.

I hear cackling from them, keenly aware of the eyes watching my every moment intently, intrigued by what they may see. I hear a zipper being pulled, my legs spread wide, and his cock rubbing across my shaved mound. I cry out, my desire flooding all my ability to think reasonably, and I press myself against him, as desire took over all other impulses. "What a nasty hoe we got... she may be even more eager than we'd hoped."

I gasp as someone pulls on my hair, pulling my head back, giving me a view of them, circling around the bench. Hardly a momentary use, as they stare back my way, his member rubbing across my soft skin, teasing. One of those nearby declares, "Sure is... are you going to do the deed, or let someone else have a go?"

Aroused, amused chuckles reverberate through them all, seemingly coming at me from all sides. He pulls back, and I do my best to remain steady as the tip presses against my shaved mound, holding before shoving itself deep.

I orgasm the moment it plunges into me, feeling myself being shoved forward, forced to use my legs alone to press myself back into place, his cock claiming me casually, thundering deep into my helpless, willing body. I cry out though the ball gag as he claims me, while desire and passion explode with me. Just then, I did not care why they brought me here or what they were seeking of me; so long as they kept at it.

I felt him grab me around the waist, his grip tight and strong. His free hand smashes into my ass, shooting discomfort and desire through me at once. My back arches, and I force myself to go back into place as he pulls out till his tip is just barely inside me, tingling my nerves.

As if knowing how much his actions would tease and torment me, he left himself there for one moment, then two. Each one felt like an eternity, in which I'm left to wait, hoping he'd get it over with already and take me. I felt him slap my ass, whatever hesitation he had there evaporating, and I gasp, feeling the force of each impact.

Feeling discomfort from the impacts, I felt my need for them to take me, for them to use me, only growing harder. Once his rock-hard member finally did thrust back into me, and I cry out loud as an orgasm rushes though me. I felt his tight grip on me pinch at my side hard, as he paused, buried deep in me, his right hand grabbing my neck, tightening down on me. I felt his grip tightening on the sides of my throat, as he casually choking me before them.

I hear their cheers and jeers, loudly exuberant, as they watch it play out from around me. I felt my every sensation grow higher within a moment, my orgasm feeling even more intense. His member pulls out, pushing momentarily, before thrusting into me, claiming me roughly. I moan, crying out loudly as his member drives into me deeper. I feel myself orgasm intensely, the time between one and the next growing ever shorter as he forcefully plunges himself into me.

Helpless before them, I find my view limiting down to just the two of us, hearing the excitement around driving me on, even as my concern drops to simply making sure he keeps using, even abusing me, here and now. I cry out, feeling him choking me tighter, his cock pounding deeper with each rough thrust.

I moan aloud, finding it harder to bounce back between each thrust, barely putting my rear back into place before he pounds himself deep into me once more, driving me forward. I felt every sensation keenly, from his hands pinching me tightly around the neck and waist, his members roughly pounding deep with me, to the hands of several others groping, groping and pinching me.

All the while my only concern was he'd keep at it. I felt my pleasure and pain rushing through me, orgasming hard as he roughly uses me. I climax as his balls bounce across my pussy lips, this particular thrust shoving me several inches further forward than the others.

I cry out, loudly, willing and helpless before him, enjoying every moment, as this man I just met, who I didn't know anything about, and yet all the same, my sole thought just then was he'd keep using me. I moan out, as loud as I can, as his cock plunges deep into me.

Bucking against him, I did whatever I could to go back into place before his next rough thrust into me, even as my arms remained bound behind my back. Just then, his speed starts to increase, even as the rough, forceful nature of each pounding movement, impaling me deep upon him, remains.

Helpless, I can only cry out, my voice ragged, as his speed increases to that of a piston, pounding my willing body, swiftly and fast. I felt my pleasure swiftly rise with his speed, my body not able to keep up, finding myself bent even further over than before.

I felt myself orgasm, again and again, as he seeks to use me for his own pleasure, and yet I wanted nothing more than for him to keep at it. Helpless, and yet willing, I did my best to please him, not caring who may see... the fact others likely are is just driving my pleasures higher, honestly.

I climax hard as his cock remains buried within me, a salty mixture swirling deep within me. He starts pumping me moments later, sending more of the same to be buried deep within my folds. I cry out, my back arching further as I'm taken fully, until every drop is painting my insides.

He pulls out, and they high-five above me, and one of the guys declares, "Told ya she's nothing but a dirty hoe... my turn!"

Moments later, I hear another declare, "No way, we agreed!" and they shout, amused and confident, even as the first pulls himself back together, and his grip leaves my throat. I gasp aloud, taking advantage of my chance to catch my breath, even as I remain leaning over, naked, gagged and bound before them.

My heart pounding, I find myself wondering what may yet be coming my way. No matter 'who's' turn it is, I find my mind rather looking forward to it.