No… :( But he’s a anyway! :)

“Sorry hen, but you ain’t worth 20 quid.”-said the as he turned me around and grabbed me by the neck. I let him, by the way. He then ran me forward into a stall. Bending me down onto all fours, I turned my head around to get a good look at him. He was big, looked like a mix between being fat and muscled, beefy. He was around 6”2, had a round face, pale and freckled all over. His head was shaved, and he had a gold stud in each ear. We wore a blue and white tracksuit, the zip on his track jacket was down, and I could see a black vest under it. As he lowed his hands to his groin to pull down his track trousers, I saw he had a big double silver ring with diamonds encrusted on it.

As he pulled his cock out, 7 inches and fairly thick, he said, “You ain’t one of our birds, so I’m gonna teach you a lesson. Now put your fucking head in that lavey and keep your arse in the air!” He pulled my hot pants and thong down to my knees, then slapped my ass hard. The rough treatment was getting me wet, so I complied and stuck my head in the toilet. “This is what you get for trying to whore around on our estate without cutting us in!” He lined up his cock with my asshole and rammed it in raw. Not lube, no condom, nothing. “AHHHH! FUCK! *smack* Shut the fuck up, slag! And keep your head in the pan!” He then continued to slap my cheeks on either side while fucking my ass.

“Eh… eh… This… *smack* is what you get… *smack* you dirty whore…! *smack* ” As his hips and hands hit my ass, I tried my best to hold my ass in the air while using my hands to steady myself on the rim of the toilet bowl. I heard someone walk into the men’s room and stand behind the man I now knew is one of the head pimps of the area. “Davey, what the fuck are you doing?!” “A cheeky wee slag trying to potch johns on our estate! *smack*” I was moaning and screaming, “AHH FUCK ME HARDER!” I could feel a warm pleasure rising from my groin, I made to move my right hand off of the bowl to finger my pussy, but Davey grabbed my arm and twisted it up my back. “I didn’t say you could touch yourself, slag”, he whispered in my ear as he pressed his entire body weight onto my back, with my arm still trapped between us.

Davey‘s thrusts became slower but deeper. My deep moans morphed into purring like sounds. If I was a regular human, I’m sure my arm would have broken. With his right arm holding my right removed his left from my hip and put it in his pocket, pulling out a switchblade. He then cut the bikini top strap running across my back. I saw that as the top fell into the toilet water, it disappeared in purple light. Luckily neither the man in me or the man behind him could see it with me in the way. After it disappeared, Davey pulled me up off the stall floor by my right arm, still in the chicken wing hold.

Still in my ass, he turned around and sat on the toilet seat, pulling me down on his lap and pushing his cock further up my rectum. My bare tits were flopping up and down as he fucked me reverse cowgirl style. I saw the other man was a few feet away from me, jacking off furiously. I didn’t even try to tell what he looked like or what he was wearing. As I was being bounced up and down, with both of Davey’s hands now behind my head in a full nelson, I started rubbing my left tit with my right hand and my pussy with my left. I held my mouth agape with my tongue out as far as possible; in my fuck-drunk stupor, I extended it out as far as I could, and it dropped below my chin, drool sliding down to my bouncing tits. In this state, all I could do was beg, “Pwease wet me we dwink it.” That set the man masturbating off. “FUCKKKKKKKKK!” He started a torrent, and it seems the incident with the priest wasn’t isolated after all. He hosed me down, beginning from my belly button all the way up, past my tits and square into my waiting tongue and mouth. Davey stood up off the seat, moved forward and pushed my head down over the cumming cocking into a spit roast, still in the full nelson, also breaking me in half. As he guided my head to the other cock the cumming man gripped my head as well, also pulling me onto it.

I had one cock in my ass, one in my throat, four hands vice gripping my head, bent into an acute triangle with cum filling my throat and flowing down my entire body. In this position, the cum flowed down my throat for at least 15 seconds, “*gulp* *gulp* *gulp*” The man in my throat finished his torrent and collapsed backwards onto his ass out cold. Finally able to straighten out, I arched my back up. Davey responded by grabbing both my arms as he continued to fuck my ass hard now in standing doggy style. “Ha… ha… ha… What the fuck are you. I’ve never been this fucking horny?!” My front was coated completely covered in cum, and my tongue was still hanging out. “AH AH AH AH! Jus a swut!”

He let go of my arms and held my ass up by my hips as we transitioned to all fours doggy. My hot pants and thong were round my ankles. I lowered down to the cum covered bathroom floor and started to lick up as much as possible. As I licked the cum on the floor while being railed in the ass Davey finally came and flooded me with his own torrent. “YOU FCUKING WHORERRRRR!!!” As I filled up, I had my first ever orgasm as a succubus. “AHHHHHHH!” I screamed so hard the windows and mirrors of the bathroom shattered.

Davey, the skinhead pimp, fell backwards back onto the toilet seat, also passing out, and I just lay there slurping up as much cum as I could from the floor. Mission success.