Out into the store

Slumped kneeling on the floor covered in the cum from more than half a dozen guys, feeling it dry and congeal on my pale white skin, my red hair matted and caked in sperm and my clothes splattered and soaked. I know that I was basically just ****, that I was sexually abused and **** to pleasure seven men but I felt so alive and free, like a boulder of social shame had been lifted from me. And I was aroused, with every breath I was assaulted with the smells of their cum and every breath seemed to bring me closer to orgasm.

I wanted more. I wanted to be publicly shamed and used, more than that. I wanted to surrender my will and just let myself be an object of carnal desire. Reason was saying that doing that is foolish and even dangerous but coming to a glory hole to suck off strange men doesn't sit within normal social reason either. If sucking off those guys in the booths made me feel confident then being used like I was made me feel free.

It didn't hurt, they didn't pin me down. I wanted it all along and with that thought a small but significant orgasm leaches through my body. I drop my crotch to the floor and grind it into the lino floor as I moan away to myself. Pulling myself to my feet and standing uneasily on my low heeled shoes I consider what is the best way to publicly **** myself and ensure that I'm then used.

Walking out into the adult store, this time paying more attention to my surroundings, the carousels of DVD porn films, shelves of sex toys, hangers with skimpy outfits. And the other customers, I didn't even notice them before. I recognise some of the guys who just used me but there is easily at least half a dozen more staring at me. I'm a cum covered mess.

I walk slowly up to the closest guy to me as another man shouts.

"Are you alright?"

I ignore him and stare up into the face of this man. I'd guess somewhere in his early thirties and a little over six feet, slight athletic build but with intense walnut coloured eyes. The rest of the room is silent. For a moment he stares down at me and I stare back up before I break the silence. Meekly and intentionally quite quietly, but loud enough so at least several other men can hear if not the whole room, I say.

"Please sir, can I suck your cock?"

He stands there dumbstruck, mouth slightly ajar and I can see his mind racing so I take the imitative, reaching to his jeans and taking hold of the zip as I slowly kneel down before him. Hoping that he takes me in front of everybody else. Hoping that everybody else uses me too.

Other guys hoot and cheer as I present myself to him, making there ways towards me as I try to extract this mans already growing cock from his jeans. His mind might not know what to do but his body clearly wants its cock sucking. Eventually he man clears his throat and says.

"Yeah, sure, you can suck my cock. If you want to."

Unclipping the button on his jeans and pulling his cock out in front of me, stroking it as it pulses hard I waste no time in taking it into my mouth. I shudder with delight as I drag the length of his meaty rod in and out of me, the mere action of of giving head pleasurable in ways I did not know an hour ago. Another guy moved behind me and said.

"Do you want me to fuck you little girl?"

I don't answer or acknowledge the question, I want to be taken and that can't happen if I give permission. He continues to press for an answer until eventually somebody else tells him to stand aside and lays down on the floor parallel next to me. All I can see are his naked legs and feet but my right hand rolls over his body and finds his hard throbbing member and starts stroking it. It feels longer than the others and maybe a touch wider than most. His hands grab me around the waist and pull me up and across until my body is over his cock. I almost lose the cock in my mouth but everybody moves to facilitate the move.

My eyes flick left and right at other guys playing with themselves and one guy filming or taking photos with his phone. The man I'm straddling steers his cock to the entrance of my pussy and holds it there with one hand, the other gripping my hips and pushing me down. And I want him to push, I want him to take my virginity. He pushes harder but his one hand is no match for both my legs and eventually it comes.

His hips thrust off the floor and his cock shoots up into me, he grabs both my hips and pulls me down to the floor and I let him. His cock deep in me and although the physical sensation is new and different it seems somewhat muted and distant compared to the far more thrilling feeling of being taken. He thrusts back up, controlling my bouncing as he starts fucking me. The sensation of being used as nothing more than a cock socket is divine and I hope it never ends.

Cum spills into my mouth, I swallow some of it but the rest drops down on to my chin as the stranger withdraws his cock and I see the throng of men gathered around me ever so briefly before another cock is thrust into my mouth. Through my cock haze I hear someone asking the guy hammering my pussy.

"How is it?"

"She's a tight little bitch."

"Don't worry, she won't be by the time we're done."

"I'll lube her up for you."

The man grunts like an ape as his fingers dig into my hips and he grinds his crotch into mine as I fills my tight little snatch with his seed. Another man lays drop next to me but facing the other other way and the crowd lifts me from one cock to the other, my fuck hole barely snapping shut before it is **** back open. My shoulders are pushed down and my head pulled to one side. The man in my mouth more fucking my face than getting a blowjob.

Out of the corner of my eye I see another man step past squirting some sort of gel on to his solid cock before kneeling behind me.