Slops

For my Mikey, from his cupcake…

With one more shake, he flicked the last bits of his semen on my face. I licked my lips then turned around ready to cop another load from the next guy. Waiting patiently while he pulled at his cock, licking his knob briefly with my tongue, then backing off, until finally the sticky, warm cum shot across my face. He held my head and rubbed it into my cheeks, while the last bits drizzled onto my lips. Four more to go. Each one cumming faster than the one before, until the last one deposited his offering over me before his predecessor had finished.

There’s only one thing I love more than being the receiver of a full-blown bukkake experience, and that’s being the filthy whore at the centre of attention in a depraved, cum-filled, gang-bang! I love the feeling of those filthy men rubbing their hands all over my body, squeezing at my tits, grinding their balls and cocks through my hair. Slapping my face with their cocks to get them nice and hard, and then sticking that cock anywhere it will fit.

My best experience was at a men’s club. I’ll spare you the drab boring bits that lead up to it, but suffice to say I found myself being taken care of by a group of 15 men. Most of them aged in their 50s. When I arrived I was directed towards what was known as ‘The Leisure Lounge’. The men were already in there. Some were sitting in the leather seats, chatting and drinking, while others stood around a small but classy bar. “Here you go lads” the attendant announced, closing the door quietly as he left.

I was met with a cheer, and made my way over to the bar. “Ready for this babe?” asked a broad shouldered bloke. “Sure am” I answered as he drew me in and planted a firm kiss onto my open lips. I felt an instant twinge in my pussy knowing what was coming my way. I felt the wetness between my legs. So did he. Before I knew it, he’d lifted me up and sat me on the barstool. As he spread my legs apart, another bloke grabbed my breasts from behind and started fondling. I love big, strong hands taking control. I leaned back against him and he tongue kissed me while the other bloke made his move on my pussy. From here on it simply became a fuckfest.

One after the other I entertained the men. I think I’d fucked about half of them before my little skirt finally came off. They treat me just the way I liked it… like an immoral, corrupted little whore. At one point, three men were standing in front of me while I was on all fours. I’d be sucking their cocks in turn, while another was taking me from behind. Yet another bloke straddled my back, riding me like a horse. He reached down and slapped at my tits, then grabbed them while grinding his cock into my back. I’m not sure, but I think he came on my back and into my hair.

Most of the blokes had a second go, and some a third. I was drenched. Some had cum in my pussy, some in my butt, quite a few in my mouth, and then a whole bunch of them couldn’t get access to a hole, so they just unloaded their cum in my face and hair. I took it all. Things started getting a bit rough towards the end, which turned me on even more.

Three of the blokes worked together, completely taking over my body and using it ruthlessly. One minute I was on my knees giving a blow job, then I was shoved onto my back and had the full weight of a horny man pumping his erect penis into me. While he was thrusting I had another pulling at my hair, and slapping my face, telling me I was a fantastic slut. Within seconds of the first bloke withdrawing, the third bloke jumped on top of me, stuck his dick in and banged me so fucking hard I thought the world was going to end. I screamed like an animal as the waves of an orgasm ran through me and the cum seeped from my pussy along with truck loads of semen.

I was spent. My job was done. I’d fucked every single one of those horny men, without asking anyone’s name, or even bothering to ask if they were married. I didn’t care, as long as I got what I wanted. And I did.

I sat up and rubbed the semen over my face and through my hair. I expected the blokes to start getting dressed, but they didn’t, instead they just gathered around me like a pack. Apparently there was one more guy for me to fuck. “Slops” they called him. No prizes for guessing why. He got off on poking and prodding a slut whose holes were already sloppy from the packs of men who had cum before him. The sloppier the better for him.

He approached me. Late 50s I’d say. His dick wasn’t even hard yet. I took it in my mouth while the other blokes watched. I was surprised at how quickly he responded. He was fucking my face full-forced within seconds. I took all of him, deep-throat. I looked up at him as I accommodated his penis in my mouth. He had his eyes closed as though he was savouring the moment. A few more thrusts then he withdrew. I quickly grabbed his penis and started masturbating him. I usually put some saliva on a man before I wank him, but seems there was so much cum about, I reached between my legs and dipped my fingers in. I covered his cock in slippery juices then carried on masturbating him hard and fast.

The blokes standing around started jeering him on… “Come on Slops, fuck her”! “Yeah, fuck the whore Slops”. I was wondering what position he’d use on me, when I heard one of the men call out “bring her over, I’m ready”. He stood leaning back against a wall with his legs slightly apart. I wasn’t sure what I was supposed to do, but Slops directed me. He got me on all fours, doggy style, then told me to put my head between the other blokes legs, so that my shoulders rested against this bloke’s shins. The bloke then clamped his knees around my head.

I suddenly realised… by putting me in this position, Slops could fuck me from behind, as hard as he wanted, because the other bloke’s legs held me in position. Slops impaled himself in me then started pumping away. I could hear the swill in my pussy as it slushed around with every thrust Slops gave. I knew from the slapping noise, that my cunt, which had earlier been filled with massive amounts of cum, was spurting its contents all over Slops thighs every time he entered me.

My head remained clasped between the other bloke’s legs. I wanted to turn my head to look at the group watching us, but I couldn’t. I love being an exhibitionist and it pissed me off that I couldn’t see who was watching. The smutty noises coming with Slops’ thrusting were beyond belief. It sounded like that filthy slurping noise you hear when pumping for yabbies. You know what i mean!

It aroused me to the point of no return. As my pussy pulsated, Slops hammered my cunt hard. Now I fully understood why my head was held in that vice… for my own protection. Slops fucked me like a total whore. He was an animal, shoving his cock in me so hard i was grateful to the other bloke for stabilising me. The rest of the crowd were obviously still watching us. They cheered him on. As he banged up against my arse, I started to cum. It was so hard with vibrations ricocheting through my pussy until I was screaming like a fucking banshee. I lost my composure and found myself totally absorbed by his fucking. I fell to the floor and he followed, putting all his weight on me as he thrust from behind. The crowd were jeering even louder now. The loudest blokes were bouncing off each other. One yelling at Slops to “fuck the bitch, Slops, fuck her you good man”! While the other yelled at me “Go you good thing. You’re a whore. Show our Slops a good time”! I did.

He had a hold of my shoulders as his stiff bone beat in and out of my well used pussy. It felt like a fucking mallet banging away at me, over and over. For a good 5 minutes I could feel the friction of his engorged knob rasping against my entry point. I couldn't take much more. Finally he spurted his load up my cunt. I couldn’t breathe. A stronger more sultry orgasm overcame me. I reefed my head around and bit at the leg of the bloke holding me in a vice. As the orgasm seized my body and I shuddered, over and fucking over again. Finally I felt his manliness soften in my pussy.

Spent. All of us. He rolled off me and finally I got up and looked for my clothes. They were no-where to be found. I guess someone had taken them for a trophy. A few of the men came over and kissed me. Their hands still wandered all over my body, clutching at my breasts, and rubbing down my back and buttocks. Someone was necking me, sucking hard and no doubt leaving love-bites. One of them offered me a gown and showed me to the bathroom. Another quick head-job for him, then I showered, and quietly left. I went home in the club gown they gave me… another gown to hang in my trophy cabinet.

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chubbygal