She Staggers To Where She Knows She Can Find a Dick

With each step closer to the doorway Jennifer felt less staggered by the vision, and more empowered and confident.

Stepping through the door way relishing the following eyes Jennifer could only smile as she felt invigorated with energy and emboldened.

“Hello boys.” Jennifer remarked looking around and brushing her hands across each person she could. “I have it on good authority this is the room to come get some dicks pulled out.”

Leaning against the counter Jennifer eyed the assorted gazes of disbelief and tried to hear the hushed whispers over the booming music from the dance floor.

Peeling up her sports bra to expose her tits Jennifer turned to face the mirror, tightening and shifting her pony tail higher on her head, looking at all the gazes at her ass through the mirror before turning and dropping to her knees, legs spread sticking her tongue out and licking towards her audience.

“Well, who wants a tramp?” Jennifer didn't really listen for a response, her eyes darting to the first dick drawn out to face her, a hand reaching for it as her wide eyes scanned for more boldness.

“Come on boys, I don’t bite.” Jennifer added licking up the cock she was stroking before kissing down its side, reaching out for the next drawn cock. “Unless its something you’d like.”

Jennifer lost track of the number of cocks she touched, some only getting stroked for a moment before their owners got cold feet, other hanging around their minds excited by the idea of the real life gangbang this bitch was inviting upon herself.

Rumour spread from the washroom, “Did you know they’re shooting a porn?” “Did you hear about the skank in the men’s washroom?”

Jennifer had no perception of time, or how many cocks had cum in her mouth, on her face, splattered across her torso.

She was feeling that energy again, swirling around her like water circling a drain, pulling through her, off into the night… She could almost feel a direction.

Her mind drifted from the washroom, her eyes perceiving her corruptor’s present situation. Bent over against a wall looking back at her father. She had made him fuck them all, just as she had. Jennifer felt her heart skip a beat, the cock unloading in her mouth right then adding to her vision as Doug slowly penetrated into Emi.

Jennifer moaned into the latest cock shoved in her mouth, happily gagging as she was skull fucked almost in pace with Emi’s father.

Or was it Jennifer thrusting her head onto the cock at that pace?

As Doug came inside Emi Jennifer choked and pulled off the cock, unknowingly channeling the climax and pleasure into all the people around her, a cascade of cock shooting off all over her as several bouncers finally responded to the rumors of the washroom, grabbing people and trying to break it all up.

Jennifer sobbed deliriously as she felt the connection broken, unconcerned by people recognizing her as she was dragged from the washroom, cum covered, tits out, and maniacally calling to finish what she had started.

The next two hours felt draining and dragged on. Police trying to take statements, investigating if it was **** induced, sexual ****, or some mysteriously super slutty tramp more at home in a porn fantasy than the real world.

They tried to clean Jennifer up, tried to convince her to let them take her to a hospital to get checked out. The venue didn't want to press charges, they didn't want the attention.

Eventually conceding **** but to deliver the young woman home.

Jennifer’s darkened, corrupted mind more resolute about its next course of action.

Her mind imprinted with new spirituality and hungering for its next experience.