“Suck my thick cock!”

Kelly tried to ignore it. She tried to take it in an okay direction. “Okay, so erections are scientific. Does anyone know what an erection is?”

“Yeah” Theo snapped. “My cock telling you it needs some sucking.” He reached down and started to unbutton his loose jeans.

Kelly’s heart began to thump at the realization of what was happening. “It’s... it’s actually....” it was impossible not to watch as the birthday boy, pulled down his fly, reached in and pulled out what must have been an 8 inch cock. Kelly was completely flustered. She couldn’t look away as it grew and hardened. “Blood... rushing...” What had she gotten herself into. Suddenly she wasn’t sure she would make it through this. And just as she had that thought, the chants started.

“Suck!”

“Suck!”

“Suck!”

“Suck!”

“SUCK!”

“SUCK!”

“SUCK!”

Kelly was a reasonable girl. A decent girl. A kind and happy girl. How did she find herself here? Why was she taking a step toward Theo where he sat?

Suddenly she stumbled forward, and just like that, she was between his legs. She looked up at the 18 year old with the 8 inch cock. She had no decision to make. There was only one thing to do. She leaned forward and wrapped her lips around it. Everyone cheered. She slid her mouth down and up and down and up.

The crowd of teenage boys loved her for it. Her vision felt hazy, like she was drunk. Her heart thumped like it never had before.

Suddenly she felt someone touching her body. Multiple people. Hands pawing at her. She knew what would come next, her bra pulled off, her panties yanked down her legs. It was inevitable. As was the sensation of a thick cock entering her slit.

There was nothing she could do but suck Theo’s cock. So she did. She sucked it, licked it, slurped at it. She felt another cock enter her. Her asshole this time. She’d never been double penetrated before. Triple, as soon as she slid her mouth down Theo’s shaft again, which she did.

She felt all of the eyes on her. No one had ever watched her fuck before, let alone this. The teen boys thrust into her, pushing her body forward and her lips further down Theo’s rod. The cock pushed into her throat. She coughed and pulled off it, strands of saliva, dripping all over.

She felt a member pull out of her and quickly another one enter. Then another. She lunged for another mouthful of Theo, because why not? But he held her back. His hand was wrapped around his hilt, jerking fast, and within seconds, her face was splattered by his thick stream of jizz.

She panted heavily. Another couple cocks switched out of her pussy and asshole. How many of them had jizzed deep inside her? Did it matter? Before the night was over, it would be a lot. Especially if every boy at the party got a turn, which she suspected they would.

Someone was taking Theo’s seat in front of her. Another cock was before her face. And then someone shoving at them. Two cocks now. She bobbed on one, then the other, back and forth.

It went on. And on. And on.

Kelly’s body became sore, tired. She lost count of how many teenage boys had been inside her. She knew how many she’d sucked. 18, 19, 20. She’d taken all of them in the face and she could barely see any more. She wondered if she was almost done.

Her body felt like jello, soft, numb. Her asshole and pussy felt huge. Her jaw hurt unlike it had ever hurt before.

She heard an exchange. “Okay, who still has to go?”

“What is that, like half?”

Half? She couldn’t make it. Had more boys arrived while this was happening?

She told herself she’d be okay. She told herself this was a wild, fucked up thing she was doing in a wild, fucked up time. But it would end and one day she’d look back at it and shrug.

“I don’t think she’s gonna make it much longer.” Another voice said. “Double up the ass.”

That’s when Kelly felt a thickness that could only have been two cocks in her asshole at once. Another in her exhausted pussy. Two presenting themselves to her mouth, which she could barely operate anymore.

She couldn’t hold herself up on her knees and elbows anymore and she collapsed. The crowd cheered. She felt something trying to push past her lips again? Another cock? No, fingers, opening up her mouth. She let them. She had no fight left in her. Someone she didn’t recognize leaned close, spit into her mouth and stuffed her panties in.

She felt her consciousness flitting away. And eventually it went, her limp body still being thrust into.

The next words she heard were “wake up sweetie” and she did. She slowly opened her eyes. She was in a room. Morning light came through a high window. “You did a good job last night.” The voice said.