You, er, they, win

Outraged by them treating you like a plaything - and yet inexplicably turned on - you finally open your mouth to protest, only to feel a sharp thrust into your pussy. "Oh!"

Fortunately being the center of male attention has had its usual effect, helped along by them playing with your nipples and clit. The result is that while Sam proves to have a surprisingly thick dick it slides in easily.

"Huh. That was a whole lot easier than I expected," he shrugged, then looked at his friends, who seemed frozen by indecision. She could practically see their dilemma. Hurry and secure you for themselves, or dawdle, and hope that their friend can somehow make you cum.

"Me, them, or all of us?" Sam taunts you, pulling out again. You answer by thrusting back at him hard, determined to make him come as fast as possible. Given how much you've teased him during the move it should be a cinch to finish him off.

"Fuck my cunt," you purr back at him, knowing how dirty talk turns men on. "I want to feel you stretch me wide before you spurt your cum inside me."

The men's faces go a little glaze-eyed as you thrust back at Sam.

"Come on, fuck me hard," you urge, thrusting back at him, disappointed that he isn't bigger. You've gotten used to being stretched a little by Jacob's monster, making Sam's sizeable dick a little disappointing.

Sam snapped out of it before the others did and began to meet your thrusts, slamming himself in with bruising ****, eliciting a slight moan of shameful pleasure mixed with physical discomfort as the quick motions started to use up the natural lubricant within.

"H... harder," you urged, seeing the boys try to pick up the pace. Unfortunately for you they're still torn between rushing to the far end of the hall and turning to watch the show.

"Aw Jenny, do you like fucking strangers? Two hours ago you didn't know any of us. Do you spread your legs for any guy that asks?" Tom taunts, making you flush a little while at the same time your breathing speeds up.

"Such a horny chick. You think she has a boyfriend?" Bill asks Tom, who shrugs.

"I doubt it. A girl like her likes as much cock as she can get. One guy wouldn't be enough."

Outraged as you feel you should be you can't help but feel your arousal be fueled by their dirty comments. Not that you think of yourself as a slut, you just happen to get into strange situations. Very often.

Unfortunately, being reminded of those situations makes you start panting and Sam's dick thrusting within you stokes the fires of arousal even more, though not as much as them talking about whether you have a boyfriend.

Just imagining Jacob coming up the stairs to find his petite girlfriend being fucked in a public hallway by a stranger is enough to make you start bucking and twisting and crying out in a shameful orgasm.