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Chapter 17 by aroes aroes

Whats on their mind? How can I best act now?

Where I remain

I moan softly, but I'm not given much time to relax before I feel one of them grasping me. I look back at him, trying to do my best to look fierce, but all I manage is to quietly shoot him an erotic, smouldering look. I flash my eyelids at him, my body pressed against his, as he held me close, his pants the only thing between his throbbing cock and my body.

I gasp as he held me tight to him, my exposed body visible to everyone around, I smile back his way, my body melting into his, but I find myself gasping as I swiftly feel someone grab my right leg, pulling them apart, and suddenly I feel it being lifted aloft. I instinctually look over and see the second of the trip standing behind me. I feel them pressing in close, my body alight with new pleasures, my mind almost unable to concentrate.

Not that I'm given the chance to, anyway. Standing now just on my left leg, I felt the third and final member pull on my hair, my torso pulled sideways; my torso is now roughly parallel to the ground, my mouth at waist level. I look and find him standing before me, his cock already out, and I let out a surprised gasp as it slaps me across the face.

Within moments, I submissively open my mouth for him, moaning as he held my head in place, his grip tight upon me. I felt him casually pound his rock-hard member into me, pounding my mouth and threat on the first pass. I keep my gaze aimed upward at his face, as he thrust himself deeper into my neck.

His buddies were not exactly idle, either. I felt not one, but both of them, pressing their luck with my body; Not that it was a bad bet, as their 'luck' was simply a matter of me submitting to them, as the pair pounded me. I felt the pair, perhaps due to confusion on their part, both seek to use the same hole. I gasp, my body shooting an orgasm into my being.

I felt them stretch my pussy then, apparently just going at it, my body being pulled side to side as each of them drove themselves into me. All I could, all I wanted, was to moan and the trio plowed into me, as the last of them used me then and there. I could hear their bodies, happy and enjoying what was before them, shouting encouragement their way; as if they needed it.

I orgasmed, as I found myself squeezed in by them, my pussy now being taken by two of them, while the third held me in this awkward pose, and I made *kak kaquk kak* sounds as he claimed me to please himself. My arms pin-wheeled around as I did my best to remain balanced,

I felt his grip, tight and strong, on my hair as he smashed his ballsack into my chin. I felt the impact, blinking as he preceded to fuck my throat. Never letting up, his member never for a moment left my neck fully. His free hand grasp me by the throat, helping to stabilize me, while also **** me.

I knew my face would turn a deep reddish hue, but did nothing to even fain resistance, submitting to him, and his lusts, fully. My pleasures rose higher by the moment, and the now quiet familiar pang of an orgasm raced through me. I felt the pair holding onto me tight, all but lashing onto me, as they took turns ramming themselves into my willing inner folds.

I felt them pulling me this way and that, my foot the only thing on the ground, as they sought to use my naked, cum-grimed body for their own ends. I moaned, loud as I could, as the trio played me like a flute. I felt the three plowing deep into me, my body orgasmic regularly, my mind no longer able to focus on anything else but the pleasures rampaging through me.

I manage to pull my arms to my side, my body moving completely now upon their whim. The pair plowed themselves deep into me, taking turns at my shaved mound. Their thirst meanwhile, keep a strong hold on my hair and neck, holding me tightly in place as he so thoroughly claimed my throat for his to fuck.

My moans echoed through the area, and as they used me, I could hear people walking past, though I dismissed any concerns that may cause, my mind only focus being the pleasure pounding my very being. I moaned, his cock thundering deep into my throat, his grip on my neck never letting up.

I lost track of time, and with it, how many people caught sight of our promiscuous pleasures. I did feel their speed increase, and just as swiftly, my body being yanked maddingly to-and-fro. If they were not holding on tightly, my body may well seem to wave akin to an inflatable tube-man. As It was, I was completely at the mercy of their lust. A lust that, at last then, I shared with them. The pair exploded their loads at almost the same moment, and I climaxed as I felt it coating my deeper folds.

The man face-fucking me too a bit longer, clearly enjoying his hold on me. I felt his buddies rub themselves off on me, making sure to release every drop in, or at least on, me. finally, he came, shooting his load down my throat. Swallowing hard, I felt ears on my face now, and moments later, more of his load exploded onto my face, joining the coating he had no doubts made upon me from before.

Only once he released it all did he release his hold on me. I gasp loudly, my voice raspy to my ears, and I found myself blinking rapidly to clear my vision of my own tears, happy he hadn't hit my eyes with his excitement It was all I could do not to slump onto the group, and it was the heckler who caught me.

I was happy for the support, feeling him once more grasping at my breasts, his other hand already cupping my ass. My mind reeled, doing its best to recount what had happened in my life since joining the local Hooters as a waitress. I felt my body being pulled back into the van but was too exhausted to speak up. I moaned softly, my very being still caught up in the pleasures I had felt. "Change of plans ... she's coming with us ... for her own good." They laugh at that, but I did nothing to inquire or contradict them.

I was all but tossed into the back seat this time, left to recline my head upon then, my head on one of their laps. Without thinking, Isuucked on what was near my mouth. "Take a load of this. She's such a harlot, she's trying to suck off my fingers." I heard them laugh, but focused my thought on what happened, as my breathing (and my face) returned to some resemblance of normal.

As they drive away from my place, I wonder what I really got myself into, but the thought only lasts moments before I fall asleep, hearing their happy and boisterous cries all around me.

What going on here? How should I respond?

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