I turned and went to the next table and realised that my pussy was dripping. It was so humiliating yet it was such a turn-on. “Hi guys, I’m Claire and you can touch me if you want.” It was a stag night and the room was full amateur of men. I doubt that there was one normal guy in there that wouldn’t take me up on my offer. As I went around the room saying the same thing at each table I got groped, slapped, pinched, fingered (butt and ass), nipples pulled and twisted, clit flicked and called every name that you can think of for a situation like that. I don’t suppose that it helped that my pussy was dripping, a thing that was pointed out to me numerous times. It was a weird, and I have to say nice, feeling being the only girl there, a naked girl at that, and letting all of them grope my body. Having said all that, I also felt that it was okay for me to be naked, it felt ‘natural’. When I got back to Tony and the bridegroom Tony told me to go over to the empty table and lay across it so that my butt and head hung over the 2 sides. He also told me to take the box of condoms with me. As I walked I heard Tony shouting for quiet. Then he said, “Right guys, you’ve all met Claire and she might have told you that you could get more than a grope from her later. Well you can. For the rest of the night she will be spread out on the table over there and she will be available for you to fuck in any hole that you can find. Oh, for those of you who have a cock so small that it will go into her piss hole, don’t do it.” After the laughter stopped he continued, “Just 2 conditions gents, firstly you have to let the bridegroom go first, and secondly, if you’re aiming for a body hole you must wear one of the condoms that are there. We don’t want any of you disease ridden louts passing on anything to anyone else here, nor her. Bridegroom, whenever you are ready mate.” And that’s what happened. I didn’t bother to try indian to count the number of cocks that entered me because I knew that I’d lose count, that’s if I even saw some of them. When Tony finally came to rescue me I was knackered, I had a sore pussy, sore nipples, a sore mouth, a sore butt hole and I had nearly passed out due to a lack of breath 4 times, I’d had at least 5 orgasms and my hair was a matted mess. I was really pleased that Tony brought 2 drinks for me when he came over to me. One a strong one and the other a large soft drink. I managed to prop myself up on one elbow and held the glasses with my free hand. “Jeez Claire, you look terrible.” “Are you surprised? It was your idea not mine, I didn’t even want to come here.” The bridegroom wasn’t far behind Tony and after staring at me for a while he said, “How old are you Claire?” “19.” “Your pussy looks a lot younger.” “Thanks – I think.” “Have you had anything done to it or has it always been like that?” “Ask Tony, it was his idea to cut me.” “I thought that that sort of thing was illegal.” “Ask Tony.” Tony was smiling and he explained what he’s had done to me. I’m not saying I can’t but the feelings that you have stirred up in me have me wondering.” Where Sandy's vagina was pink, small and tight with well defined puffy lips and a thin thatch of silky red pubic hair, Jane's had bigger deep purplish crinkly vagina lips amateur and darker curly pubic hair. He grabbed her face and began to kiss her, filling her mouth with the blood he had stolen. Put on a small amount so it’s just enough for Monet to smell it and nobody else. Boris strode to the bed, naked but for the nightshirt he advanced towards Mitzy who lay back on the bed her legs spread wide, “Oh,” she said as she saw his erection spearing against the night shirt, “Is that it?” I’d teased her about Zed the gay biker in the movie Pulp Fiction a few times but she stuck with ‘Z’. “Whatever you say bitch.” Replies Isobel carelessly. This being insect, animal, avian or human. Not fast. I’d been in her head for weeks, I’d even eaten her out the first day we met, but had I ever seen her like… this? I love cumming on your big dick!” So he ravaged her as hard as he could. I still think of you as the little girl whom I taught to ride a bicycle." I couldn't believe she had said that. A wet slippery finger crawled its way into my ass and began playing with my insides. “Use me, daddy,” she moaned, “use my pussy to make yourself come.” Her hands went to my gym shorts. Maybe just slip her a few fingers. It was so different how my first time should be. He got sent to prison and "he" is indian now a "she", and "her" hot ass is on FIRE! The Pokemorph wore no undergarments over her prepubescent body. Perhaps the scent and taste of her cunt was registering on some part of his brain. I can feel her throbbing as I squeeze Alex’s hands tight. It had been ages since I had spoken so much to someone. So far, he seems to have risen to the task, but then again, we are still home. That was really great police work.” “Of course you can. “I never saw you wear that before.” "Oh?" There were no straps to hold it up and it was secured by a zip fastener that ran from top to bottom down the centre front. I had a weakness for large nipples, and her areolae were beautifully large. Bella collapsed on the bed next to Ashley, who took her in her arms and cuddled her close to comfort her. The sex that afternoon had been one thing. Jeff got between her legs, licking her cunt and nibbling on her clit forcing her to have another body controlling orgasm making her gush cum on his face. She squealed in delight, her lips sealing over my shaft. At the time that smile was very reassuring and allayed my fears that she might be caught up in something she couldn't get out off.