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Chapter 6 by whatever3132 whatever3132

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“How about we all have some fun?” Pablo said. “Like the chica we got drunk at that party back home.”

“Yeah, but who goes first?” Juan asked.

“I went last the last time,” Luis complained.

“Fine, you go first!” Pablo replied. Luis turned to Su-jong with a dirty look in his eyes. The girl felt terror shoot through her. Each of them were the most perverted kids in school...and she was at their mercy! Luis undid his pants and let them drop to the ground. He stepped forward out of them, stroking his dick. It was surprisingly big, making Su-jong gulp. As she sat on the edge of the desk, Luis sidled up to her, his shaft grinding against her wet folds. He briefly mashed his lips against her and their tongues danced against each other. He pulled away with a smile.

“Never had an Asian chica before,” he said. He then positioned the head of his dick against her slit and pushed forward. Su-jong could feel herself spread open for him, sending unwanted sparks of pleasure across her body. Deeper and deeper he went, making sure every inch of her was violated. Finally, he bottomed out inside.

“Oh, you are sooooo hot in there!” he said into her ear. He reached around and grabbed her butt cheeks. He slowly began pumping his hips, a wet sound echoing around the room. As furious and disgusted as Su-jong was, her body seemingly didn’t feel the same way. Each time his large shaft rubbed her insides, it sent waves of pleasure over her body. Luis moved her hips in time with his, allowing him to reach deeper than before. She was like a toy he was playing with, using her for nothing but satisfying his lust.

“Don’t forget us honey!” said Pablo, walking up beside her. He leaned her back so her face and breasts were exposed. He mashed his lips against hers while stroking himself with his other hand. Her tongue danced with his, filling her mouth full of him. Juan took her other side, leaning down and engulfing one of her nipples into his hot orifice. Su-jong suddenly found herself being attacked from all angles. The waves of pleasure ricocheted from her mouth, to her chest, to her pussy. Luis began pumping his hips harder, losing any sense of gentleness from before. Su-jong’s pussy rewarded him with even more juices, coating his shaft and making her hole even slicker. As tongues danced across her body, the pleasure inside of her began increasing to a fever pitch. They were playing with her body and she was loving it.

Abruptly, Su-jong gasped as her hips started to tremble. All three of the boys glanced at each other, a glint in their eyes.

“Oh, is the chica gonna cum?” Luis asked.

“Y-yes!” Su-jong replied unwillingly.

“Go ahead honey,” Pablo said. “We aim to please!” The two free Latino boys descended onto her breasts, sucking and biting. Luis lifted up her hips and began ramming into her, causing her whole body to jerk. The sparks of pleasure turned into a tidal wave that washed over her body again and again.

Su-jong gripped the desk beneath her as she arched her back and screamed. The Latino boys laughed as her pussy clamped down on Luis and gushed. Every nerve in her body lit up as ecstasy cascaded up her body. Her insides throbbed with each flood and she let out a shriek each time. Her nipples hardened and stars exploding in her eyes. This orgasm was more intense than any she felt before. It felt like her brain was being fried in her skull. Luis didn’t stop for a second, continually pounding her throughout her thrashing. It made it go on and on, which caused the boys to laugh harder. Finally, she went limp, gasping for breath.

“Oi, ese, move over!” Pablo complained. “You got your turn!”

“Yeah, yeah!” Luis complained. He pulled out of Su-jong while she attempted to catch her breath. Unfortunately, they didn’t have any intention of letting her take a break. Pablo turned her over onto her stomach, her arms and legs now dangling to the floor. Pablo, his dick nearly as big as his friend’s, shoved his shaft inside of Su-jong’s wet pussy with no hesitation. Su-jong shrieked as the familiar, intense sparks of pleasure shot through her. Without waiting, Pablo began pounding his hips. Su-jong was so wet by this point that her fluids oozed from her slit and soaked him. It dripped onto the floor below, beginning a pool. She hadn’t recovered from the last orgasm, and already she was starting to tingle and throb.

“Don’t slack off chica,” Luis complained. The two free boys grabbed her hands put them on their dicks. Luis’s was already wet, so Juan shoved his towards her mouth.

“Get mine wet too,” Juan ordered. Su-jong obeyed, extending her tongue and coating it as she jacked the two of them off. Meanwhile her body was pounded from behind ruthlessly. The desk squeaked under the strain as she was jerked back and forth. With two slick dicks in each hand she jerked off Luis and Juan to the rhythm of Pablo’s thrusts. Her body began to flush and sweat poured off her body. The waves of pleasure were becoming so intense she couldn’t even think. The sounds of their fucking echoed loudly around them, her wet pussy squelching, the boys moaning, and the desk creaking. If anyone entered, all they would see was a whore in a gangbang.

Far too quickly, Su-jong hit another orgasm. She shrieked loud enough to peel paint off the walls as her whole body quivered. An even more powerful gush of her fluids splashed against Pablo’s dick. The juices splattered onto the floor, quickly forming a puddle. Su-jong screamed again and again, the powerful waves of ecstasy hitting her brain as stars exploded in her eyes. She threatened to roll off the desk, but all the boys grabbed her and held her down as she thrashed.

“Holy shit she’s easy!” Pablo cried from behind her.

“Who knew the quiet girl was such a freak?” Luis asked. They laughed as she continued to cum helplessly, numbing her brain.

“My turn,” Juan finally said. “Put her on the floor, we should all get to use her!” The three quickly cleared the desks away for an open spot on the tile floor. They laid the exhausted, twitching Su-jong on the ground, completely unaware of what was happening to her. The boys didn’t show her any mercy. Luis got on his knees over her face, pointing his shaft at her gaping mouth. Pablo squatted over her chest, pushing her rather small breasts into a soft valley for his dick. Finally, Juan got his turn at her crotch, spreading her legs apart and lining up his own prick. As each of them grinned to each other, they thrust into her all at once.

Su-jong screamed against the dick in her mouth. Her hands gripped at the ground, but only found cold tile. Her whole body was twisting in pleasure and she couldn’t even breathe properly. She was pinned to the cold floor as they used her. Juan at her pussy savagely bucked his hips. Her folds, completely drenched, only continued to drool around his haft. The fluids dribbled out as her feet kicked uselessly. Pablo used the crevice made by her small breasts to jack himself off, enjoying the soft, pillowy flesh surrounding his glans. Luis at her mouth roughly fucked her face, holding onto her hair for leverage and slamming her into his crotch. His balls bounced off of her face, causing her to gag and struggle to breathe. None of them were showing her any mercy. She was being used like an object, covered in spit, juices, and sweat.

And Su-jong’s body was loving it. Her brain was mush and the waves of pleasure were constant. Her slick insides cavorted around the dick ravaging her. Her mouth could only suck as she tried to breath, giving Luis even more pleasure. Her thrashing around was giving Pablo more sensations thanks to her jiggling flesh. She was the perfect toy for them, a doll who just gushed and enjoyed everything they did without complaint. They all thrust savagely into and onto her. She only moaned in delight. Unable to take the ****, Su-jong’s body bowed again and she screamed. She orgasmed again, unable to control herself at all. Her whole body flailed and her eyes rolled in her head. She flopped beneath them as the third gush of her fluids splattered onto the floor. She was basically putty at this point, her entire brain blank and pliable. Whether the spell from that floating face was still active barely mattered. They had broken her.

“What an easy chica!” Pablo said, briefly stopping his work at her breasts. “She’ll let us do anything! How do you guys want to end this party?”

Each of the Latino boys glanced at each other in turn, grinning and with an evil glint in their eyes.

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