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Subject: {ASSM} Hayley Gets Set Up (FMMMM Reluc)
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Emma must have crept up behind me as I waited with the other mothers
for
the kids to come out of school. Although it probably didn't take much
stealth to surprise me as I was in a world of my own. "How'd your day
go Hayley?" She whispered knowingly in my ear, causing me to snap out
of the trance I was in. "How'd you think it went you sneaky fucking
bitch?" I hissed back at her, hoping none of the other parents would
hear. I glared at her and she just giggled at me like it was all some
kind of a big joke. "C'mon Hayley, I bet you had the time of your life
and you got paid for it, how bad could it be?" She said, louder than I
would of liked. Sure I now had a grand in cash put away in my purse,
but I'd already spent that before I'd earned it. I could also feel
sperm leaking from my sore pussy and was worried it would start running

down my legs, on top of that I was totally paranoid I still had spunk
in my hair and someone would notice. "You never told me you had to fuck

them all." I said to her with a sneer. "Oh, didn't I mention that" she
mocked, "you don't think you'd earn a grand just for flashing your tits

on the door step did you?" "I can't believe you set me up for that" I
said, still furious with her. "Well you didn't have to go through with
it, did you?" she replied condescendingly. "You told me they'd give me
a grand for showing my breasts on the doorstep, you were there when I
ordered the holiday to Disney and when I told the kids about it, it was

your fucking idea, in fact. You knew what I'd really have to do and you

knew I couldn't back out when I found out, without letting the kids
down. You fucking set me up you fucking bitch." "C'mon Hayley, I bet it

wasn't really that bad, now was it?" she said, trying to calm me down.
"I did it cos I had to, but they showed me some of the video of you and

them and I all I can say is you are a filthy fucking slut Emma." She
blushed a little and looked at her feet. I knew Emma was a bit of a
girl, we'd been friends for the last couple of years, since our kids
started school together. She was a single mum like me, but not as
innocent or naïve as I was, infact, after seeing the video of her in
action, I realised she was on a completely different level to me. I'd
spread my legs a few times when I probably shouldn't have, but she was
a complete slut. The whole thing started when she told me she'd earned
a thousand pounds by doing a bit of modelling. It was easy she said, it

was for an adult website, called "Doorstep Challenge". She said she'd
given them my name and if I did what she did I could have a grand too
and we could all afford to go to Disney on holidays with the kids. She
told me they came around with a video camera, knocked on the door,
asked to see your breasts and gave you a grand when you did. Easy
money. So I'd agreed. We spent her money as the deposit on the holiday
and mine would cover the rest. What a fool I'd been. When they phoned
in advance to check I was up for it I'd agreed to do what Emma had.
Thinking I was agreeing to flashing my tits when I was actually
agreeing to a gang bang. That morning I'd done the school run as
normal, Emma had seemed a bit funny, little did I know what was lined
up for me. I'd got home and put on a mini skirt, tight t shirt and no
bra, done my make up to look my best and necked a couple of large
brandies for courage. At 11 o'clock the doorbell rang and my heart
skipped a beat.  I'd never done anything like this before, I was
frightened and excited, I remember my stomach turning over as I
straightened my skirt and made my way to the door.  I also remember
thinking how naughty it all felt and the thought of popping up stairs
when I'd finished,, for a quick diddle with my vibe, crossed my mind.
The bell rang for a second time, I grasped the latch with shaky
fingers, took a deep breath and opened the door. Three men stood before

me. A handsome, fit looking, sun tanned, blonde guy in his mid thirties

with a microphone in his hand, an older guy holding a video camera a
tall mean looking black guy with no hair stood behind them holding a
silver case and a rucksack. I did my best to put a big smile on and
just about managed to say "Hi". "Hi" said the handsome guy, this must
be Craig. I recognised his voice from the phone call. I already had my
hands at the bottom of my T shirt, and was trying to look up and down
the road to make sure the neighbours weren't watching. My mind was
spinning and I wasn't really able to take in what he was saying. "We're

the Doorstep Challenge Team, we've got a grand if you'll let us in for
a gang bang. Show us your tits if you're up for it." All that sank in
was the last bit, I took one last glance up and down the road and
lifted my T shirt and revealed my 34C's. The door of the house opposite

started to open and I panicked, I pulled my top straight back down and
blurted "Inside, quickly" to the three of them.  "She's keen" said the
older guy with the camera. They got in just before Mr Greaves from over

the road looked across as he left the house to walk his dog. I nodded
and smiled to him as I closed the door. I don't know if he saw the
complete shock on my face as a felt hand go up the back of my skirt and

goose me as the door shut. "What the fuck..." I said as I swung round.
It wasn't even just a pinch on the bum, it was a proper crotch grab.
"What are you doing ?" I blurted to Craig, whose hand it had been.
"Just checking if your ready to be banged." He said matter of factly.
"What?" I said bemused. "Come on sweetheart, we ain't looking for hard
to get, we want to get straight to business, now get in there and get
your knickers off." I freaked, it took them the next ten minutes to
calm me.  I was now sitting in my living room, still being filmed as I
had throughout, on the sofa between Craig and the black guy, who had
now been introduced as Gus.  I had another extra large brandy on my lap

and Gus was playing with the video remote, trying to start the video
which they were telling me was of Emma, "doing what you promised you
would". It suddenly dawned on me what was happening.  I'd agreed to
fuck these guys, the flashing the tits was the only bit Emma had told
me about, but I'd agreed to do what she had, on there she was on the
screen sucking two cocks, a large white one and a huge black one while
the camera man stuck his whole hand down the back of her pants. My
stomach turned over, I felt sick. I wanted to pull out, but I couldn't,

could I.  How could I tell the kids they weren't going to Disney. Fuck,

fuck, fuck that evil, filthy fucking bitch had totally fucking stitched

me up. I look at the guys either side of me, as they grinned at me.
Craig suddenly looked like some sick, slick con man and Gus with his no

hair and gold tooth, like a thug criminal.  Worse still I had a chance
to check out the cameraman, he must have been about fifty. Overweight
and greasy looking. Surely I wasn't going to have to fuck him I
thought, as I looked back at the screen only to see the cameraman's
view as he mounted Emma from behind, as she sucked the other two cocks.

The guys either side of me started to paw me a little, touching my
breasts and running their hands up and down my legs, breathing on my
neck. I swallowed the rest of my brandy and resigned myself to my fate.

Craig took my glass and put it on the table, then reached back and
tugged at one of legs.  Gus pulled the other in the other direction.  I

let them fall apart and was aware of the cameraman approaching and
zooming in on my crotch as Craig leaned over and started to kiss me
full on the mouth. I felt fingers on my gusset as Craig forced the
whole of his tongue into my mouth.  Gus started whispering in my ear,
in between putting his tongue in it. "You are going to get so fucked,
honey" he said.  "We're going to spit roast you" "I hope you like a lot

of spunk". I winced at the thought of what he was saying. I felt my
gusset being tugged to one side and a couple of fingers slide straight
in my pussy.  I wasn't sure if they were Gus or Craig's. Then I winced
again, causing me to clench my pussy, as I realised the fingers
belonged to the cameraman as he said "She's fucking soaking down hear,
she's trying to bite my fingers of with it, she's fucking gagging
boys". Oh the shame, I was soaking wet, I had this repulsive man's
dirty fingers stuck in me and I was gripping on them involuntarily, so
he thought I was enjoying it. "Right hold her open boys so I can get
good look up there." Craig stopped kissing me, Gus stopped tounging my
ear and they both bent forward around my lap. I could feel them
grabbing one side of my pussy each and pulling me wide open for the
camera. They made all sorts of lewd comments about my most intimate
parts as they spread it and fingered it, occasionally rubbing my clit.
I closed my eyes and lost myself in the sensations, my pussy twitching
involuntarily as they played with me and commented on it.  Through half

open eyes I glanced at the screen and Emma being fucked by Craig and
Gus at the same time, while sucking the cameraman. It just put me over
the edge and I started to convulse in a massive orgasm.  I could hear
the three men laughing at me, fingers were everywhere, hands were
holding me steady as I bucked and writhed. As I came down they loosened

their grips and I became aware of the sounds of their clothes coming
off. I opened my eyes to see Gus straddling me and pushing his cock
towards my face, he held my hair tight as he put the end of his
enormous cock in my mouth.  At the same time I felt someone entering my

pussy, god I hoped it wasn't the cameraman. I tried in vain to suck
Gus, but it was just so huge all I could do was get the tip in my mouth

and swirl my tongue around. Next thing I know there's another cock in
my poking my cheek, Craig's. Oh fuck, I'm fucking the cameraman. I'm
fucking a guy I wouldn't give the time of day to. How the fuck did I
get in this fucking mess?  I took Gus out of my mouth to protest only
for it to be instantly replaced by Craig's.  I was being completely
used and I couldn't do anything about/ This went on for a few minutes
before they swapped, Craig fucking me and the cameraman pushing his
slimy little cock in my face. His matted grey pubes tickling my nose as

he fucked my face. Then they went to swap again. It was Gus's turn, he
rubbed my pussy with one hand and the end of his cock with the other,
then laid it at the entrance.  I realised all four of us were looking
at the same thing.  He just slid it in, inch by inch right to the hilt
in one long, slow, smooth movement. I caught site of the screen only to

Emma getting spunked in the face from the same cock that was now
fucking me. Oh my god, was I going to have to do that? I didn't like
spunk, I didn't think I could. Oh god and the grotty cameraman aswell,
oh what a whore she looked covered in spunk. These disgusting thoughts
and the huge cock pistoning in and out of me put me over the edge
again. Again I could hear them laughing and joking about not having to
fake it with this one, and I came again. I was exhausted I just let
them have me from that point on. They swapped a few more times, flipped

me over, flipped me back, basically did what the fuck they liked for I
don't know how long. I became aware of Craig fucking me faster and
faster. "I'm gonna cum he said" Oh fuck he's going to cum inside me, oh

fuck, I hadn't even thought about condoms or the fact I wasn't on the
pill. Oh fuck. "Don't come in me, please don't come in me" He pulled
out crawled up my body, stuck his cock in my mouth and started to come
almost instantly. Instinctively I pulled my head back which caused him
to spunk all over my face and hair, I opened my mouth wretching and
choking. He just shoved it back in and came some more. "Oh yeah, clean
it up honey" he said as struggled to breath. He took his softening cock

from my mouth and I was aware that Gus had mounted me again and was
fucking me like he meant it. The cameraman replaced Craig in my mouth,
just putting the tip in and wanking furiously at the same time. This
gross old wanker was jerking off in my mouth. "Play with the balls" he
groaned, not even thinking about it I complied and cupped his balls.
"Oh yeah lick the head and look at me" again I complied. Swirling my
tongue around the end, looking at his red, sweaty screwed up face. "Oh
fuck yeah" he said, I felt his balls tighten and his cock twitch and he

went off like a fire hose. All over my face, in mouth, my hair, pooling

in my eyes. Then just as he was finishing I felt Gus ram it into me to
the hilt and not withdraw. I felt him stiffen and felt his cock
twitching inside. Oh fuck, I thought, he's cumming in me. I freaked
out, trying to get off his cock, but there was no chance, it was to big

and he was on top and I just couldn't get away.  All I succeeded in
doing was getting him out an inch or two and back in again a few times.

I just lay there totally fucked, covered in spunk, possibly impregnated

by a black man I didn't know, everything I had on show. They gave each
other high fives and started laughing and joking and getting dressed.
Then the doorbell rang. My mind raced, who the fuck was at the door. I
sprung up and started trying to rearrange my clothing.  But Gus had
already headed for the door. "No" I shouted. "Don't worry it'll be
Shelly our driver" he said.  He disappeared and I heard the door being
opened. Then I heard him say "Oh you'd better come in then". Gus came
through the door followed by Jamie, my next door neighbours gormless
eighteen year old son, carrying a catalogue I'd lent her.  I'd never
liked him, he was a typical stupid, lazy, rude teenager. He spent most
of his time locked in his bedroom, wanking himself silly I always
thought. He'd finished school with nothing and had nothing in the two
years since. He'd never had a girlfriend, probably due to his chronic
acne, greasy hair and lack of any personality. "M M My m m m mum said
to d d d drop this around, M M M Mrs J J J Jones" he stuttered. I just
looked at him open mouthed, unable to speak. He stared at my spunk
covered face, and took in my nipples poking out through my sweaty spunk

stained T shirt and my knickers around one ankle. "Don't tell your
mother" was all I could think to say. "Think you'd better make sure by
making it worth his while" Craig said, with an evil laugh. "No" I
snapped instantly, knowing exactly what he was insinuating. "Sure you
can" Gus said, "The boy looks like he never had a blow job in his life,

why don't you show him how expert you are." "If Mrs Jones here sucks
your cock, you promise not to tell mummy, OK" said Craig to Jamie like
he was talking to a two year old. "I I I w w w wanna see her p p pussy
too" was all he could say; The cocky fucker, as I a blow job alone
wasn't enough. "Fuck you can even stick your fingers in it if you like"

said Gus as he pushed me back on the sofa a spread my legs. Jamie
approached rubbing the bulge in his dirty jeans, his eyes transfixed on

my pussy which Gus was now holding wide open. "Take his cock out" said
Craig, as Jamie knelt by my head and reached for my pussy. He roughly
inserted two fingers and started swirling them around clumsily. I
unzipped his fly and his big teenage cock sprang out in my face. The
end was wet with precum and it was absolutely rock solid. I felt
totally ashamed, used and abused. But perversely my clit was on fire.
Craig said "Rub her clit a bit, she comes real easy." The bastard, I
felt so fucking cheap, but he was right. As I took the head of his cock

in my mouth he started rubbing my clit and it put me over the edge. I
tried to pretend I wasn't having an orgasm, but I wasn't kidding
anyone. Even Jamie could see what he'd done and he was obviously
excited by it, because he started to come to. I'd only had him in my
mouth a couple of seconds and bang, off he went.  It went everywhere,
the first spurt started in my mouth but his cock sprung free and he
shot it across my cheek, up the back of the sofa and half way up the
wall. Not wanting to get it every where I grabbed his cock and tried to

direct the rest at me.  He must have spurted nearly 10 times and it
covered me, it was thick and lumpy and it stuck to my face like glue. I

felt like somebody had thrown a bucket of wall paper paste in my face.
Jamie sprang to his feet, pulling up his trousers and bolted for the
door. "Don't tell your mother" I bleated pathetically as he scarpered.
Much to the amusement of the guys. I thought my humiliation was
complete.  That was until I managed to clear my eyes of spunk. Shelley
their driver had arrived as Jamie left and her and Gus were chatting
and sniggering at me.  She was a smart blonde, about the same age as
me, in a nice suit. She just looked at me like I was some kind of
cheap, stupid whore. Which I suppose I was. She gave Craig an envelope
which he opened and slung a bundle of notes in my direction, saying
"Congratulations, another happy housewife", they all smirked and the
cameraman zoomed in on me for a final shot. "It's a wrap" he said.
"Cheers honey, see you on the web" said Craig. And they just left. I
wanted to shower, but couldn't it was nearly time for the school run.
So I cleaned up as best I could and headed out the door a few minutes
after them. As I walked down the street I saw Jamie talking to one of
his mates. As I passed I;m sure I heard one of them mutter "Spunk
breath" and they burst out laughing. I decided at that point that Emma
was definitely going to pay for this.


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