I was dressed to kill. My short demim skirt was really hugging my hips, and my high heels were really accentuating my slender legs, toned thighs, and big, round ass. I'd had lots of compliments on my outfit, and on my wavy blonde hair, my plump, pouty lips and my sky blue eyes. I was especially liking the lacy white, low-cut top I'd decided to wear. The cut really pushed up my b-cups and made them "pop," and it had sheer portions that showed off my back, sides, and tummy. I loved feeling like the center of attention, and that night, I was it. Short and petite, I felt really small and vulnerable in the noisy clubwhich was kind of a turn on, too. A lot of guys would stop talking to me when they found out about the little secret hidden under my cute skirt, but for the past half hour, I'd been talking with two who only seemed more interested after finding out. The conversation had become really personal. "So if you can't get hard anymore, what do you do, to you know like?" Jeff asked. "Anal orgasms," I answered him. "So, uh, do you need help with that? Getting an orgasm, I mean?" he responded. "Help is nice, but let's just say, I have a really intense relationship with my toys right now," I answered, my soft laughter lost in the background. "A girl like you doesn't need toys," he answered, sliding his hand further up my smooth thigh. "Any other effects from taking the hormones for so long?" asked his friend, Derek. "Well, I've noticed my skin is getting really soft, and uhm total loss of upper body strength. I couldn't open a can of pickles if my life depended on it!" "Can't get it up, and a total weakling, then," Jeff laughed. "Sounds perfect!" "Hey!" I retorted, slapping him playfully. "I could still hold my own if it came down to it!" "What do you mean? Like if you had to throw down with someone?" "Yeah, I meanI don't know. I wouldn't exactly be the best at punching someone out, but I'm good at wrestling." "Wrestling? Oh, I get ya," Derek answered, winking. "Lets you use more strategy than strength." "Exactly!" "I'll bet you wouldn't stand a chance against either of us," Jeff cut in, smugly. "I could handle either of you, for sure," I snapped back in a bratty tone, sticking out my tongue before taking another shot of whiskey. "Oh yeah? So hmm willing to make it an interesting match?" Derek jumped in. "Interesting? Like a bet?" "Yeah!" they both answered, in unison. "I guess if you won, you'd be able to take whatever you wanted, right?" I'd answered, feeling butterflies in my stomach at my own words. "Think you're strong enough to take two guys?" Jeff asked in a way that only seemed half joking. "At the same time?" I blushed and looked away, suddenly feeling a rush of excitement. Things were moving in a really nasty direction, and it had my heart thundering. There were a few moments of silence, and then Derek continued, "So if I were with you, it would be like having a girlfriend who needs anal sex all the time?" I could still only answer with a nervous blush. I felt a hot tingle building up between my thighs. I could feel the heat spreading, and becoming electric, and felt something like a jolt of excitement worming its way up inside of me. I felt my asshole tighten and start to throb, and noticed that I was biting my lower lip, now. For a moment, I'd pictured him fucking me. I wound up heading back to this house party when things started calming down at the club. We hung out there for a while, and had a few more drinks. Another cute guy overheard us talking and was interested enough to jump in on the conversation. (I never got his name.) Jeff asked me if I was going to stand behind the bet I'd made earlier with them. I felt the throbbing start to return, I felt my drunken thoughts start to swim. What was I doing? These three guys were all eyeing me, undressing me in their minds. It was clear where they hoped this was going. My heart was pounding again, too. "Haha. sure" I'd answered. "Alright, you're on. Just a minute," he snapped back, striding across the room, suddenly conversing with who I assumed to be the host of the party. They both glanced over in my direction. The host smiled and nodded and then muttered something to Jeff. "You're about to get your wish," he said, returning to our group. I felt dizzy. Did I really want my wish? I was really only kidding about the whole thing, right? He took my hand and led me through the crowd, the other two boys in tow. He opened a door, and we made our way down into a cosy basement room. One of the boys hit a light switch. The room was empty, save for stacks of old junk that might have once been in someone's garage, a boiler, a thick oriental rug to cover the cold hardwood floor, a comfy looking sofa and love seat situated around a coffee table, and a large bed in the corner of the room. I heard the door shut, and suddenly, the drone of the laughing, music, and many simultaneous conversations was nearly silenced. I was in pretty deep at this point; clearly, no one would hear whatever went on down here. Was this really what I wanted to do? I felt like I was going to pass out. I fluttered my hands just above my chest, feeling myself flushing with nervousness. Jeff tugged me toward the bed, and then he grabbed me and threw me roughly onto it. I was pleasantly surprised at how soft and bouncy it was. I was in a state of shock, but he didn't waste any time. We started our little wrestling match, and it became clear to me that depite my silly bragging, I wasn't going to win. I tried to squirm away, but couldn't really move. He grabbed my wrists and forced them behind my head. He hooked his legs inside of mine, and forced me to spread. I was on my back, squirming on top of him, unable to fight his muscular hold. I was staring up at the cracks in the ceiling, and the other two, who seemed to approve, greatly. Derek slid his hands up my skirt, grabbing at my panties. "Hey!" I squealed, "wait a minute, just wait a minute!" "What's the matter?" Jeff asked roughly, "You made the bet!" I felt silly. And dirty. And humiliated. I wasn't sure what to say, so I blurted out, "Yeah, well, it isn't fair to double team me, sheesh!" I was sure that at this point, what I really wanted to do was tear myself away, and fly right back up those steps. Somehow, though, I felt like I'd trapped myself in this. Like I'd seem somehow weak, like a tease, like a big-mouth, like a huge fake, if I didn't see the "bet" through to the end. "Fair enough," he said. Derek backed up, smiling, hoisting his palms up to the sides of his chest, showing them to us both. Jeff flipped me over onto my belly with ease. He was on top of me and I squirmed and grunted, and tried to break free, but it wasn't going to happen. He pulled my skirt up and then I felt him hook his thumbs through the sides of my panties. "Do I rip them off, or will you take them off? I was sure he could rip them off without too much trouble. I felt like crying, but I answered, "Fine, take them off me, then." I felt him slide my panties down my legs, and then over my ankles. I was face down, and they all had a good look at my big, round, milky-white ass. "Oh holy shit," Derek commented. "Damn, that's a hot ass," I heard the third guy say. "Lock the door," I heard Derek say. I heard footsteps, and then a loud click of the lock. I felt faint, seriously faint, and consumed by a whirlpool of mixed emotions. Derek wasn't wasting any timehe unzipped and let his huge cock flop out. As I struggled around on the bed with Jeff, my limp cock kept flopping around, and the other guy asked if I was really into this or not. "She can't get hard, she's on hormones. The only way she can get off is analisn't that right?" "Yes" I moaned, flipping around on the bed, Jeff's hard cock pressing into me through his jeans. He flipped over on his back and Derek started pushing my legs apart. I felt the other guy grab one of my ankles. Pretty soon, they had me spread wide open, and Derek was eating out my ass. "God, that's a tight little ass," the other guy said again. We squirmed around some more and Jeff got his cock out. I could feel it pressed against my asshe was sliding it up and down my crack, and was soaking me with precum. "You want to fuck?" he growled in my ear. "Lube is in my purse," I heard myself say. As soon as I said it, I heard someone going through my purse. "Wow, what a slut," I heard Derek say. I heard the lube pop open and then could feel his fingers rubbing up and down my slit, working the lube into my ass. "Yeah, fuck her," I heard someone say, as I felt Jeff's cock pushing up into my ass. I was on my back, and he was underneath me again. His arms were looped over mine, and his hands gripped my hips tightly. I wasn't able to move at all with the three of them holding me. "Oh fuck yeah, so hot and tight," he growled into my ear. I moaned softly as his two frieds watched him pump my hole for a couple of minutes. The squishy sounds of our sex filled the small room. Derek pulled my shirt up, unhooked my bra, and soon my perky tits were jiggling to Jeff's rhythm, my nipples hard and perky against the cool air. I could feel him throbbinghe was getting close. "I wanna bounce on that ass," he announced. I felt the hands around my ankles tighten as I was flipped over onto my stomach. I couldn't pull my legs together, even if I wanted to. I let out a loud moan as Jeff sunk all the way into me. The room filled with the sound of him slapping up against my ass. I didn't last long. I felt myself tightening up around him, and I started moaning uncontrollably. "Slut's gonna pop!" I heard a voice say. Those words drove me over the edge. I started bucking my hips and came all over myself and the bed. He didn't last long, either. Feeling me tighten up around him, spasming, squirming under him. "Oh yeah, hot little ass!" I heard him grunt, before shooting a huge load of hot cum deep into me. No sooner had he got off me than I felt Derek get on me and take his turn. Derek turned over with me and fucked me from underneath. The other two watched while he fucked my butt, my limp cock flopping around in the air while he hammered away. "Ah, fuck, tight little slut is gonna make me cum!" He yelled out. He didn't last long, either. The other guy took his turn with me while Derek and Jeff got dressed. He took me by the wrist and pushed me down onto the rug in front of the couch. I started to stand up, but he pushed me back down onto all fours and grabbed my hips. "You've got the nicest little ass i've seen in a long time," he grunted. I let him take me that way, doggie style, on the floor, as the other two made their way toward the stairs. The cute stranger pounded into me. I felt my ass jiggling for him as he took his winnings. He didn't last long, emptying into me. The three left me in there, cum oozing out of my ass, panties and skirt on the floor next to me, tits hanging out. I lost the match, and the winners had all claimed their prize. I got dressed and walked back upstairs, feeling their cum draining out of me, soaking me between my ass cheeks, down my taint, all the way down the back of my balls. I had a very cummy slit. As I walked back into the main area, I got lots of knowing looks from the guys, and dirty looks from the girls. I made my way over to Jeff, who seemed a little uncomfortable. I set next to him, soaking a little spot on the back of my skirt. He asked for my phone number and said that he would probably text me later on. The third guy overheard me giving my number, and seemed to be punching it into his phone, too. After that, my three guys seemed more interested in talking to others than to me. I was feeling really used, and like I should just leave, when one of them sent me a text: R U READY TO GO? Well, of course I was. What else in the world did I have but this little gang who'd had me completely? There was this odd feeling of wanting their approval now that they were neglecting me, especially Jeff's. Jeff nodded. It was him. GO OUT TO THE CAR. I picked up my purse, walked out the door, and made my way to his car, suddenly feeling aroused by the stickiness between my cheeks. ~~~ I'm definitely into dirty chat and rp if you liked my story! I'm a slender-but-curvy, blonde haired (currently dyed black), hazel eyed, very passable trans girl. I'm often told that I'm pretty or cute by guys who don't know. I get lots of compliments on my legs (long, slender, silky) and ass. My ass, in my opinion, is very firm when I flex, but also, fat and jiggly and feminine (heart-shaped) when I don't. I've got what a lot would call dick sucking lips, they're very full and pouty. I also get (weirdly) lots of compliments on my toes, which are small and dainty. I've got b-cup tits that are nice and perky, with bright pink nipples. I'm into submission, cheating, anal, non-con, reluctance, humiliation, bondage, groups, and other things. No scat, gore, animals, kids, the usual! sweet-lexi
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