Ashley's Display

Still breathing deeply before them, my mind still focused on the pleasure I felt, and as I smiled at the crowd, their excitement at what was to yet to come clear. As I looked over the crowd around me now, I saw it was made up of young adults, all of whom clearly enjoying what they saw. I become more aware of them staring my way, and try to wave, though it's more of an odd hand gesture; my arms are still bound before me, held between my breasts. Not to mention, with my arms held below my bosom, thus accenting their exposure before everyone.

"Don't worry, friends ... Slut's not shy, so feel free to walk up and touch.", and as she spoke, she walked around me slowly, rubbing her hand along my body around waist level, eliciting a soft moan from me, and I heard her giggle in reply. As she passed out of view, I quickly became aware that was all the invite the crowd needed to approach. A young woman walked up first, caressing my cheek, before moving her hand to my side, touching my arm, and moving on to my cupping my exposed breast softly. Soon, two men joined in, followed by more, and all too many for my brain to keep track of who was first. I felt hands touching my body from seemingly every angle at once, and I orgasmed easily before them. I moaned at the touch, bending over as pleasure raced through me, which was swiftly followed by someone pinching my nipple, along with a male voice, "Yo, She's right ... This slut has no shame, and loves every touch. I felt my cheeks heat up at that statement but found myself unable to act as if I was frozen in place. My mind raced then, though I'm not sure I'd want to. I feel hands upon me, sliding, grasping, pinching, and slapping my ass. My back arched then, and I moaned as I felt an orgasm course through me.

It was then I noticed Ashley grasping me from behind, and as I turn to look, I felt her pressing a strap-on into my mound, and I cried out in pleasure. I felt it stretching into me, my body squelching as it easily pressed deeper into me. I felt her start to pound it into me, casually playing with me as they grabbed me. I felt someone pull my head down, bending me over at the waist, and I gasped as my mind reeled to the overwhelming amount of sensations I felt. bent over before them, I cried out as the Strap-on was pressed into my hungry mound. I gasp, quickly orgasming to the pleasure. The crowd surprised me once more, grabbing at my legs and spreading them wide, and I found myself being held there by them, now helpless before them as they grasped and pinched me. Just as I moaned, I noticed a cock before my mouth, which quickly thundered into my mouth before I could say or do anything. I felt it smash into my throat, before pulling out and ramming itself into me even deeper, stretching my neck out in the process. Swiftly then, I moved to use my lips and tongue upon the member, not knowing even who it was, and at the moment my only concern was how to best please them.

I moaned through his rock-hard member as he used me for his pleasure, a hand on the base of my skull holding me in place. I heard the crowd cheer out as he began to pummel my throat with slow, rough thrusts. All the while, Ashley excited my body with her strap-on, making sure my body was being played and pleased with at both ends at once. I could only catch small snippets of what the crowd was saying, as so many were speaking, and all at the same time. " ... t a whore.... " "She has no shame, ...", "... Naughty slut ...", and other snippets. I felt pleasure course through me as hands increasingly grabbed and pinched at me, as though any hesitantly left them. I felt someone slap my ass then, my back arching back as I was held, my arms 'in legs extended, and the crowd was taking full advantage. I climaxed quickly and gaped as he came hard down my throat, gasping for air as his member left me.

Within moments, a woman shoved herself before me, her mound being pressed upon my lips, not stopping until my nose was pressed into her, and I moaned through it as I started to please her. I looked up and saw a smug look upon a woman's face I'd never even seen before. She pressed herself against me, laughing as I pleased her, but before long she was pushed out of the way, and another woman took her spot. She too did not remain there long before leaving, and a guy took her spot, slamming his rod down my throat, and I gasped as he stretched my throat out with it.

I found myself being used to please them. I quickly lost track of how many and how long it lasted, though eventually, they carried me to bed, laying me on the bed with just the fitted sheet, and turned the light off as they left. In a few minutes, with my breathing more relaxed, I went to sleep and wondered what to expect the next day ...