Barry was indeed, able to cobble together a group of his friends who jumped at the chance of fucking Leanne. After all, the girl was a legend in the pub and was the subject of conversation and conjecture almost nightly, usually with a good amount of embroidery to the story. Her fame had not diminished in the slightest. And, like fishermen’s exaggeration of dimensions, Leanne was capable of swallowing twelve inches of throbbing gristle. Reality says that she managed, perhaps, six inches at best. What wasn’t embellished at all, was her willingness to accept cum, in copious amounts.
The problem proved to be a location suitable for the occasion. In the end, one of the regulars was persuaded to set up his stock room in the back of his antiques shop. Surprisingly, it took some cajoling and a certain amount of money was exchanged.
Barry stuck his finger on her door bell and waited for the intercom to squawk at him. Leanne’s tinny voice asked who it was and in a, something less than enthusiastic tone, told him to push the door and come on up.
“Um… It’s all set up Leanne. Dave has let us use the storage area in the back of his shop and me and my mates have set next Thursday as the best day for us.”
“A storage room, a fucking storage room, what do you take me for? Barry, surely you can do better than that.”
“You have no idea how difficult it is to find somewhere. It ain’t like we can rent a room or something. Hotels don’t go in for that kind of thing you know.” It had taken a week or so to manage to have found the storage room. It had cost him fifty pounds and a promise that the owner would get first dibs on Leanne. With some stolen blankets and a quilt, it really was the best he could do.
“So, how many fine examples of the male gender have you managed to amass?” Her scorn was sharper that a samurai sword and cut him down just as effectively.
“Ten confirmed and another five possible.”
“And, are you one of the fabulous ten?”
“Um… well… yes, but Dave is going to be first, his condition of using his shop.” The poor man really didn’t stand a chance against her withering scorn.
“And when are these intrepid explorers going to perform the heroics of Hercules?”
“Um, next Thursday, if that’s alright with you? Dave’s wife is going to York overnight, so we have the shop to ourselves.” He felt like he was apologising, trying to justify what had really been heroic actions.
“It will have to do.” In truth, Leanne wasn’t feeling quite so confident now that this was a reality. The first time in the car park had been out of spite and revenge. This time wouldn’t have the same degree of passionate emotion attached to it. Getting gang fucked and soaked in cum was a very nice fantasy and had helped her tip over the edge while frigging her snatch, but this was very different. This was for real, warts and all.
Thursday eventually arrived. The preceding days had Leanne thinking of any way she could back out of the deal, but at the same time, she wanted this so much, so she turned up at the shop. Dave let her in, the bell over the door sounding like an announcement of round one in a boxing match.
He showed her into the backroom where he had prepared the quilt and blankets on a couple of tables. She trembled from head to toe. The couple of double vodkas hadn’t taken the edge off her nervousness at all. The room had been cleaned and the windows blacked out with a few of the stolen blankets. The hospital wouldn’t be missing them any time soon. A single, unshaded pendant light hung from the ceiling with a low wattage lamp causing more shadow than lux-light. Shelves lined the walls, stacked with ironmongery goods, mysterious and indistinct in the poor light.
“There’s a loo through there…” He nodded with his head towards a door that needed repainting. “…If you want to get ready. The guys will be here in about ten minutes. I just got to make a call.” Dave was probably in his late fifties and didn’t look as if he could actually perform. His back was slightly bent, giving him a stooped look.
She opened the door into the toilet which was in a fowl condition. The bowl looked as if it hadn’t been cleaned in the longest time with a brown scale rim at the water’s edge. Leanne felt sordid suddenly and was ready to walk out.
In the few minutes she had been in the toilet, Barry had arrived, bringing with him two other men. They successfully blocked her means of escape by standing in the doorway. Their leering looks of appraisal travelled from head to toe. The leers turned to expectant smiles, she was everything her infamy said she was and far better than they had expected.
Barry chirruped up.
“Leanne, this is Clive…” He nodded towards a large man who wore a scruffy pair of jeans and a checked shirt that was untucked. “…and this is Frank. You have met Dave. It looks like we will have seven after all, a couple have dropped out.” Frank was a much smaller man, wiry with eyes that never settled. He had a puffer style jacket on, even though it wasn’t cold outside.
“Um… Barry, I’m not sure I can do this… I mean, well it just doesn’t feel right. I’m sorry.”
It was Clive who did the talking for them. He moved a lot faster than might be expected for his size. In less than a second, he was across the room, had grasped Leanne by the waist in two huge hands, lifted her off the floor and sat her on the tables with the quilt on. In not very much longer, he had her clothes off, either ripping them off of her body or just pulling her out of them. And then, just as she opened her mouth to yell at him, his palm was across her mouth, stifling whatever she was about to say. He whispered into her ear. “I’ve come a long way for this little lady. Ain’t no way you’re backing out now. Understand?” He forced her head up and down as if she were agreeing.
Down to her panties and bra with a huge hand covering her mouth, Leanne realised that her main fantasy was actually likely to come true. Often she had masturbated, imagining being forced into a gang bang and used as a fuck and cum slut by a group of strangers. It thrilled and appalled her at the same moment.
“Now, you and I are going to have a little moment to ourselves for a tiny chat while these gentlemen fuck off for a few.” He said it loud enough for them to hear and take the hint. Silently, they shuffled out into the main shop area, leaving Leanne and her captor alone.
“Okay…” He still had not released her mouth. “… This is how it’s going to go down, okay? Me and the lads are going to fuck you stupid. You will swallow cock, you will take it in the arse and you will get blasted with cum. But, and I kid you not, no one will hurt you because, if they do, I will hurt them a whole lot more.” His gaze was steady, boring into her head. She realised he had brown flecks in the green of his iris. Leanne thought that perhaps he was capable of hurting people in a very bad way, and that, perhaps, he would enjoy doing it.
“I will look after you and I will make sure you are okay afterwards. I am going to take my hand away now, but take my advice, do not scream or yell because, that could be very bad too.”
Leanne was frightened, mostly, but her quim had started to throb suddenly and his telling her what to expect, promoted those visual images that had, so often, been a feature of her, self arousal. She was dribbling from her pussy, soaking the gusset of her panties and slicking her hidden lips. Her heart rate had climbed several notches and her breathing was shallow and fast.
“So, Sweetheart, are you ready to get the show on the road?”
Leanne nodded, fearing that her voice would betray her arousal.
“Fantastic! Shall we see who we have outside now? Let’s get ‘em in and start this party shall we? He turned away from her, confident that she wouldn’t move, like a rabbit, frozen in on-rushing headlights. He opened the door and called them in. “Right guys, I am going to run this little performance. You will each get a turn and can fuck her anyway you like. But, and this is really important, you hurt her and you deal with me okay? One other rule, you only come over her body, face or in her mouth, anywhere else and it will be the last fuck you have. Got it? Good.”
Dave, Barry and Frank had been joined by two others. The room was hardly large enough for the six men to line the walls. Clive took the space of two men where his bulk filled more area than it had a right to.
“Okay, I believe the deal was that Dave was to get first dibs, being his shop and all that. So away you go Dave, give her bloody good seeing to.” Clive realised that Leanne still had her panties and Bra on. He ordered her to take them off while Dave fumbled with his belt and trousers.
Completely naked, Leanne lay on top of the quilt and waited for Dave to get his cock out. It was obvious that he was really very nervous. His hands shook and, when he finally managed to get his organ into the outside world, it was completely flaccid. She realised that he would need some major coaxing and so, rolled to her side, grasped his quivering penis and sucked him into her mouth.
He smelled a little like his shop, musty and old, out of date. She nearly giggled as the thought that it hadn’t been used in some time, crossed her mind. As if proving its lack of use and despite her best efforts, Dave was not getting aroused at all. His cock stayed as limp as it had when it first saw the light. Apologetically, he withdrew and mumbled about not being comfortable with everyone watching.
“Come on guys, we can do better than this, surely?” Clive yelled at them. “Get your cocks out and let’s see a bit of action shall we?” He unzipped his fly and pulled out an impressive dick that was already showing some interest, being semi-hard.
The others followed suit. Within a few minutes, four more cocks were pointing at her and getting rubbed into life by busy hands.
Frank came at her, his uncut cock aimed at her mouth and still being pumped in his fist. “Open wide darling.” He pushed his length into her mouth and began to fuck her face. He smelled clean, which was nice, and had little or no taste which wasn’t quite so nice. Leanne liked the taste of a man and, because of the lack, her sucking of him was purely functional and did nothing for her. Frank on the other hand, was enjoying himself immensely. His precum began to leak as his cock stiffened and in turn, began to arouse Leanne’s interest. A finger questing at her clit, helped to inflame her senses, she began to suck in earnest, cramming as much of Frank as she could into her mouth.
The finger found her nub and teased it to hardness. It was heavenly having two centres being seen to at the same time. She could feel Frank’s cock beginning to swell. His head was completely uncovered from its protective sheath of puckered skin, but was totally enveloped in her warm mouth, her tongue massaging his organ, bringing him near to completion. Someone had grasped her left breast, tweaking her nipple into life and pinching it, adding to the mounting pressure in her stomach.
Suddenly, Frank pulled out of her mouth and gripped his throbbing shaft in one hand while the other held her head still by spreading his whole hand over her forehead. His jacking soon had him spilling his cum. The first spurt shot from his cock and caught her in a direct hit to her eye, filling it with his viscous fluid and clouding her vision. Another of her fantasies had just been realised, she had always wanted to know what getting cum in her eyes would be like, but had been kept a secret kink after seeing a web-site called “Pink Eye”. It stung a little, but otherwise was okay. Her fantasy was known only to her. His subsequent blasts of cum hit her cheek and nose, covering her face in man juice.
So intent on Franks’ actions, Leanne hadn’t realised that the finger on her clit had been replaced with a cock inside her until it started banging her in deep and powerful thrusts. She was able to encourage her coital partner, when she realised, by wriggling her hips to drive him deeper into her depths.
From her one eye, not covered in cum, she could see that the cock banging away in her cunt belonged to Barry. His jeans had been pulled down, but only as far as his thighs. He wasn’t so big, but with cum drying in her eye and over her face and her nipples being mercilessly tweaked, his cock was doing a great job of filling her cavity and was getting her to a nice buzz. She could hear the words of encouragement coming from the other guys who stood, pretty much, in a line, rubbing their cocks until their turn.
Barry started to grunt and hump her with a bit more urgency. Suddenly, he pulled out of her and with a few pumps of his fist, was spraying thick wads of juicy cum over her stomach and all the way up to the base of her tits in long strings of milky jizz.
He stepped back and was replaced by another of the guys whose name hadn’t been mentioned. The guy slid into her, his entrance made easy by the copious amounts of her natural lubricant. Leanne was verging on a massive orgasm. It needed only one thing to trigger it. That soon came, as another cock pushed its way between her lips and slid over her tongue. She couldn’t see which one this was and didn’t care. The combination of two cocks sent her over the edge. She moaned and arched her back as a violent orgasm ripped through her. Now she was really enjoying the whole thing.
Her leg was gripped at her thigh and hooked over a shoulder, which turned her sideways. Leanne had a fairly good idea of what was to come next and wasn’t disappointed when the cock in her cunt was joined by another, trying to work its way into her arse. Several aborted tries must have had the guy almost desperate to get inside her, his clumsy attempt suddenly shot into her cunt, joining his mate and stretching her far wider than she had ever been before. She found that she didn’t mind the stretching in filling of her pussy, but it wasn’t to last very long, just a few strokes until he must have realised that he wasn’t where he meant to be. He adjusted and tried again at her anus. Eventually, his cock head managed to pass her outer ring and then his whole length was rammed deep inside her. She grunted as he bottomed out and then began to ream her in time with the thrusting cock in her other canal. The friction between the two cocks and the thin separating wall soon had her screaming another, overwhelming and earth shattering climax. Leanne had never had two cocks banging her holes at the same time. The feeling was incredible and kept her on a wave of climax.
The guy in her cunt pulled out quickly and quickly pointed his cock to her head. Almost immediately, he shot his cum all over her face and into her mouth. Before she had time to even get a proper taste, the cock from her ass was forced into her cum coated mouth. His taste and the residue from her arse were not that nice, but Leanne was well past the point of caring. She swallowed as much as she could of his shitty tasting cum as it shot down her throat. Leanne gagged a little, but managed to keep it all down and not throw up.
She was given a few minutes rest. Clive gave her some water from a glass tumbler that, she notice in the detached way we pick up trivia, was quite scratched, making it look cloudy. Somehow, it matched the squalor of the shop and its back room. A tissue was thrust at her which she used to wipe the jizz from her eye.
Dave came at her for another attempt. This time, however, his small cock was as hard as it had ever been. Seeing her covered in his friends cum had enlivened the little used organ and his feverish rubbing had woken it up somewhat. Leanne opened her mouth and stuck her tongue out, accepting his circumcised head between her teeth. She grasped him at his root and began to wank him into her warm mouth, feeling him stiffen as blood rushed to engorge it.
“I’m going to cum… Oh fuck! I’m gonna cum.” He yelled in time with her ministrations.
“Come on lover, let me have it all.” Leanne purred as his cock began to twitch in her hand. He yelled something intelligible and blasted the back of her throat with rather more than Leanne was prepared for. “Fuck, you must have been saving it up.” She managed to mumble, having swallowed most of it. The rest slid over her chin and splashed onto her chest.
“Thank you.” Poor Dave looked really grateful. Leanne was sure that this might have been his first in a very long time.
“Okay Sweetheart, lets boogie.” Clive’s cock was out, looking purple and angry. He parted her legs and shoved his huge cock, all the way to his root, into her pussy, bottoming out against her cervix.
“Careful with that fucking thing, will ya.” She yelled at him, but anything else she might have said was quickly stifled by a large and thick black cock that filled her mouth. She hadn’t seen him arrive. Clive’s cock drove into her, creating a delicious friction that soon had her panting and gasping for air. Having a thick black cock in her mouth wasn’t helping. They were both fucking her willing holes in unison, both thrusting and then almost pulling all of the way out together, almost like they had practiced.
The pace began to quicken as shouts of encouragement were yelled at them by the other guys standing around. Cries of “Go on, fuck that cunt.” And “Make her fucking swallow that mother fucker.” Amongst other expletives were driving the two men on. The yells started to become a chant, setting the pace. It got faster and faster until both were a blur to Leanne. The lack of oxygen and the intense climax that rippled through her constantly were making her begin to lose consciousness. Somehow, she managed to stick her arm up and halt the onslaught before she completely backed out.
She gasped lungfuls of air when his cock was taken out of her mouth. “Fuck guys, are you trying to fucking kill me?” She gasped once or twice more, as if to reinforce her question.
“No darling, just having a good time. Are you ready for some more?” The black guys voice seemed to rumble, she felt the vibration in her chest.
“Just take it easy. Okay?” Leanne grasped the black cock and wondered how she had managed not to suffocate. It was so fat, he hand could only just encircle it. She licked the black head and slowly sunk him into her mouth, but kept her hand wrapped around it so that she didn’t take too much into her throat. She wanted to enjoy this duo rather than wake up when it was all over.
Clive fed his cock back into her pussy, filling her canal and stretching the walls. She had never had anything quite so large inside her, it felt fantastic and the slower pace meant that she was able to feel all of his length as it slipped to her depths. He was as deep as he had ever been, but because it wasn’t quite so violent, she found that her canal stretched to accommodate his length and enjoy the sensation.
They set a steady rhythm that soon had her climbing to a peek. Her body started to convulse in ecstasy as yet another climax mounted rapidly. Suddenly, the wave hit her and overwhelmed her senses. A climax of the utmost proportions took her. She felt a gush of her juices flood from her body and splash back off of Clive’s thighs.
She managed to drag the black guy’s cock from her mouth, but all she could manage was “Oh!” She was completely bereft of speech or even coherent thought.
“Open your mouth baby…” The black guy rumbled to her. “… I’m going to cum right now.”
His aim was perfect. After a few seconds, long strands of thick white jizz was being laid on her tongue, hitting the back of her throat. It felt like a gallon of jizz was swilling around her mouth and over her tongue. Leanne playfully gargled, making cum bubbles that popped on her teeth. It must have looked just right, because Clive pulled out of her pussy and aimed his cock into her mouth. The first spurt landed on her tongue, the second, third and fourth covered her face and hair.
Leanne was totalled. She stank of jizz, tasted of the stuff and could feel it drying on her face and tits. She had never been quite so satisfied or sated. She lay still for several minutes while her heart settled to something normal. Suddenly, she felt self-conscious, which was stupid she knew, but, right at this very moment, she was in a place she had never shared with anyone, let alone a group of guys who were watching her like she was a side show.
“I need a cigarette.” She hadn’t smoked for five years, but suddenly need one. She coughed on the first pull, but enjoyed the feeling as the smoke hit her lungs. She sat up, for some reason, covering her tits and felt the rasp of dried cum as it flaked on her skin.
With the main show over, the guys started to drift off, leaving the room and then the sound of the bell over the shop door as they departed to the street. Only Clive and Dave remained in the room. Dave had her clothes draped over his arm, offering them to her.
Leanne stubbed the cigarette out on the floor and dressed slowly, the effort almost too much for her. Eventually, she stood and asked if she could get a lift home.
“Are you okay Leanne?” Clive asked and then said. “That was some show you put up there. Thank you.” He grasped her hand and led her from Dave’s squalid room into the shop and then the street towards a black BMW 325i convertible, parked a little way down the road. Carefully, he helped her get in the front seat and rove her home with only directions being said.
When they arrived outside her apartment, he gallantly opened her door and offered his arm for her to grasp.
“Seriously Leanne, that really was something quite special. If you want to do that again, give me a call eh?” Clive looked into her eyes, hopefully.
“Somehow, I doubt it will happen again.” She said and meant it. She had been royally fucked and cum covered, but she really didn’t think it could or would happen again. She left him at the curb, entered her apartment and headed straight for the shower.