A nearby fence

Your arousal-fogged brain sees the next best thing that has the approximate dimensions of a cock and you decide to use it. In this case, the first object your cumdrunk brain found was a mushroom-shaped ornament on the poles of a nearby fence.

With shaky legs, you get up and make your way over to the fence. Upon closer inspection, the size appeared to be almost perfect. A bit higher up than your short girly legs would have liked but you can manage.

You brace yourself on the fence and position your hole above the pole. The pole is warm from the sun and feels really nice against your needy hole.

Within seconds the first few inches of the metal disappeared inside of your pussy and you started rubbing your clit again. You pushed your body deeper and began fucking yourself with the fence pole.

Finally, you started to orgasm and another load of squirt started spraying on the ground below. Consequently, your legs started getting shaky. You fear that if you don't remove yourself from the pole in time, you might get stuck here for a while.

Your thoughts trailed off with the possibility of getting stuck, spit-roasted on a fencepole, after you just fucked a random guy out in the open and with his cum still running down your face. Your thoughts got so dirty that you felt yourself approach orgasm again.

You had to get on your tiptoes to get on the fencepole in the first place but with your shaky legs, you didn't manage to. Finally, your legs give out and you impale yourself on the metal pole.

You scream out your orgasm again, stronger this time, with the thoughts of actually getting stuck impaled by a metal pole. People nearby are looking at you again but see this as completely normal as the times before.

Suddenly you felt something change. The plug was slipping out of your asshole.

Desperately you try to reach around to keep the object inside but it's too late. You hear the rubber stamp hit the concrete below.

Now the faces of the bystanders read completely different. They are shocked at the display of a nude girl, sitting and squirting on a metal fence pole.

You see them taking photos and videos but nobody seems to be willing to help you. Desperately you try to remove yourself from the pole.

Finally, you manage to raise your body high enough to let the pole exit your hole and you quickly reach for the rubber stamp.

You are faced with the spit second decision of inserting the object right here in front of the cameras or you start running and insert it with more privacy.

You decide to insert the stamp right here. People are laughing as they see you get on your knees, bend over and start shoving the object up your butt. You struggle a bit because it's not lubricated this time but eventually, you manage to get it inside.

The laughter stops and when you look up most phones have disappeared as well.

You calm yourself, trying to think how to handle the situation. You somehow have to deal with those that ended up recording videos and snapping photos of you.

You could seduce them but that could end up as one massive gangbang and you're not really up for that right now.

"Everybody that just took photos of me, I'll give you a handjob if you delete it", you announce and hope that people are taking you up on that offer.

A hand full of guys come forward.

"What do I get?", asked one of the cheerleaders from earlier.

Your mind started racing. "What could you offer her? Should I eat her out? Does she want money?", you think to yourself

"What do you want to delete the pictures?", you asked the girl.

"It seems pretty normal that you just hand out handjobs so it's probably also normal that you munch some carpet, even in brought daylight judging from how normal it is that you have cum all over your face", said the cheerleader thinking out loud.

You get red at her blatant description of your appearance.

"I think I should get something more, something that doesn't seem normal. Judging from the crowd of cocks around you you seem pretty busy right now. I'd be willing to negotiate later", the cheerleader continued.

She opened her bag and pulled a Sharpie from it. She walks up to you and begins to write her phone number above your tits.

"Call me this evening. If you don't I'll just share the pictures online", she offers and walks off.

You don't really have time to say anything so you don't. By now you are surrounded by cocks which you start stroking and pumping.

Half an hour later, the cocks have added more cum to your face and chest. You are careful not to smear the phone number.

After you finished you head back to your dorm room, hoping that Kathy had unlocked the door again.