The others get a turn

The bartender stepped up. I barely had time to yelp out a "NO!" before his hard, long shaft slid into me. He grabbed my thighs and swiveled me around. With a strong hand, he held the back of my neck. His cock was so big, I could feel the individual veins along it as he rammed it home. He leaned against the sink. I was crushed against him. He smelled like cheap beer and burnt rubber. I didn't look into his face. I couldn't. The shame washed over me like a wave.

Tyrone stepped up behind me. I felt his cock against the goosebumpy skin of my lower back. I had no idea what he was planning. The bartender hoisted me up, his rough hands on my ass, and plunged me down on his throbbing cock. His gold teeth glinted in the light of the flourescent tubing that illuminated the bathroom. I felt something warm and small poke at my asshole. I turned my head, and Tyrone grinned back at me. I felt his finger push into my sphincter, loosening me up. I tried to protest, but it was too late. His finger slid into my ass, squirming around inside of me. I pitched forward, burying my face into the bartenders smelly body. He held the back of my head as he rammed his oversized meatstick in and out of my pussy.

I felt it as a pressure at first. Tyrone's cock paused at the gate of my ass like a cautious warlord; unsure if to advance or seek a different route. The head started to part my virgin ass. I held my breath. My arms instinctively wrapped around the Bartender's neck, even though I hated him. With a grunt, his head was in, and I gasped for air. I couldn't believe it. I felt every centimeter of his shaft slide into my ass. Every nerve on all sides lit up, sending the fires of pain and exctasy scorching pathways through my body. Inch by inch, his penis found a new home. I felt his pubic hair tickling my fair skin...

They seesawed back and forth with me between them. I couldn't help but to pleasure one by retreating from the other. They filled me with their horrid, thick black cocks. I shivered and shook at the invasion. I knew that screams woudn't help, but I let them roar through the night anyway. Tyrone came first. He grabbed my hips so hard that they bruised, and pulled me back onto him; burying his cock deep in my ass. I felt a warmth inside, and soon enough; felt it dripping down my thighs. With short, quick thrusts, he drained himself inside my ass.

Mike stepped forward again, and grabbed my head. He guided me down to his erect cock, and squeezed my jaw. My mouth opened, and he shoved his cock into it. I tasted my own juices still lingering there as he thrusted in and out. His veiny rod slid over my tongue, and I nearly gagged. Tyrone withdrew. I felt cum leak out of my stretched asshole. It ran down my thighs onto my pantiehose. I'd have to replace those, I thought. It's odd what you think of when you are being violated in a shitty bathroom by three black guys, you know?

The bartender suddenly buried himself in me, and held himself there. I grunted at the forcefullness of the huge cock stretching me out from the inside. By his face, I knew that his tainted seed was squirting into me. This was confirmed when he pulled back and staggered. I felt the lukewarm runnels of jism slide down my skin and pool around the tops of my boots. Only Mike was left now. He held my head in place, and slid his throbbing cock down my throat. I felt each and every inch of his manhood press against the walls of my throat. He was so big, that my mouth was but an entree to the main course of my esophagus.

When he came, I almost vomited. Huge ropes of cum shot down my throat. My face went red as he pulled back. I looked up at him. His eyes were closed, and his hand gripped his cock. Suddenly, another huge rope of spunk shot forth, nailing me in the face and the eye. I reeled back, but he held me with one hand by my red, firey hair. Rope after rope of man nectar splashed across my face. I still felt it leeking out of my ass and my pussy. When he was done, he smeered it on my cheeks with the head of his dick.

Finally, he backed up. I was on my knees, covered in cum. I gasped in huge breaths. They tucked themselves back in, and were chuckling to each other. I looked up, half bewildered, half mad; fully violated. "What are you going to do with me?" I asked. Mike smiled, an evil, gold toothed smile, and said...