Chapter 8

"Mmmmmm..., oh yeah..., that feels so good."  A good looking guy was kneeling between her legs, his hands cupping her butt cheeks, hoisting her pussy onto his generous cock slowly but surely, filling her pussy with his throbbing manhood.  He was smiling down at her with his big blue eyes, his rippling muscles flexing as he worked her body on and off his tool.  She could feel his hands gripping her ass cheeks tightly, lifting her hips up to meet his, their bodies locked together in time with their rhythmic movements.  

Olivia felt an arm drape across her chest and nonchalantly grab her by the breast.  But it's just me and him, who's grabbing my tit?  

Olivia bolted upright, waking herself in the process.  She realized she wasn't alone and panicked thinking there was a man in her bed and she was fucking him under her mother's roof.  That was when she saw Stacy's face and realized she was having a very erotic dream, one she was very disappointed to be missing out on.

Holy crap, for a second there I thought it was real and there was actually a guy in my bed.  To the Queen, that was a phenomenal idea, and for the moment Olivia couldn't agree more.  She woke up horny and knew she had a whole day with her mother ahead of her.  Unless she could figure something out, she'd end up going the whole day without sex, and that would really suck.

Lifting the covers up, Olivia looked at her nearly naked friend and caught a whiff of the stale smell coming off her friend.  It was like stale sweat socks meets old vagina.  How many guys did you fuck last night and why do you smell so bad Stace?

The house was still quiet which meant her mother was still sleeping.  Climbing out of bed, Olivia got up and headed off towards the bathroom.

A hot shower later and a fully refreshed Olivia Hastings was wrapped up in a towel and heading back to her room, passing her sleeping mother along the way.  Opening up her bedroom door, she realized just how musky her room smelled thanks for her fucked out best friend, and crossed the room to open the window, stepping around Stacy's scattered clothing along the way.  She could see the crusty splotches plastered over her shorts and shirt.  There was no bra in sight and Olivia wondered if that was some guy's souvenir right now?

Reaching for the latch on her window, she saw a piece of paper jammed between the panes.  Opening up the window, Olivia grabbed the piece of paper and then continued to open the window up all the way. She felt the rush of fresh air and it smelled so clean and clear as she opened up the folded piece of paper.

It read:

Hey you said anytime, and yet when I looked through your window, you had somebody else in your bed, so I missed out.  It's my turn tonight, leave your window unlocked.

Steve

Steve thinks I had a guy in my bed last night?  What a moron.  Oh shit!  What if he saw Sam drop Stacy off?  He would have seen three people go in and only two come out. But he would have realized it was Stacy, wouldn't he?

Olivia let her mind wander about whether or not she would go down that road and let her neighbor fuck her in her own home, while she went about getting ready for the day doing her hair and makeup.  

Olivia was sitting in front of her computer when she heard Stacy start to stir behind her.  Looking back she was just rolling over onto her side, her eyes were closed and her breathing still deep and rhythmic.  Man that girl can really saw the lumber.

Olivia's Sex Log: Day 6

I didn"t expect to be writing an entry for Day 6 considering the workout my body got at the motel on Day 5, but here I am adding to my exploits.  It was a fairly boring day, nothing happened all day long, nothing until very late last night.  Carl dared me to have sex with my neighbors and also have sex with a dog.

I accomplished both things and surprisingly found both to be very fun; very different kinds of fun, but both fun.  I fucked Steve kinda by accident.  He saw me jump my fence and came to find out why.  He caught me on top of Mr. MacIntyre's fence, I was about to try and fuck his beagle, instead I fucked him!  It took me awhile to seduce him, but I succeeded.  We fucked for almost an hour before I came home.

Carl was pissed I hadn't sent him photos of me fucking a dog so he demanded I go out and get fucked by one immediately.  I found somebody's dog and jumped their fence.  It was a really big dog, which is why I'm sure they'd left it outside, because nobody would normally fuck with a dog that big.  Ha, ha, I'm so funny, get it?  Fuck with it?  That's exactly what I did, lol!  Anyway I wasn't sure what to expect from the experience.  I was kinda scared and very nervous about getting caught, not by the owners but by my mother from not being home when she got home.  

I was almost late too!  The dog's big round thing expanded inside me and I couldn't get it out!  I was stuck to him for a good ten or fifteen minutes.  He fucked really fast too, and his dick got pretty big I thought, well that was until his thing blew up inside me, then I didn't even notice how big his cock was anymore.  I thought he was going to rip me in half!

So anyway, I finally got his big ball of meat out of my cunt and then ran home.  Sam and some other guy dropped Stacy off before I got home and I walked into my room just as they were tucking her into my bed.  Poor thing looked beat-up, and smelled even worse, which reminds me, I'll have to wash my sheets today.  Well, that's all for now, oh yeah, I emailed the pictures of me fucking the dog to Carl, although I haven't talked with him since.  I hope he likes them!  See ya!

Olivia was going through her emails trying to keep up reading the new ones and responding to the ones that needed her attention.  There were tons of guys wanting to hook up with her, and most didn't have a problem with her wanting to charge money.  Most wanted to know how much, and when and where they could arrange it.  She wasn't sure how to respond to that other than "soon".  

Olivia emailed Henry and asked him how soon they could schedule some "alone time" together.  Even though he wanted her and Stacy together, Olivia wanted his giant horse-cock all to herself for her first encounter with him.

The emails from the guys who'd missed out on the motel event were throwing a million questions at her about whether it really happened or not, she was inclined to suggest another motel blowout party, just for those who missed out.  Emailing that bunch back, she suggested they pick a date this week and see if they were willing to see for themselves.

All the emails centered around one thing, they all wanted to have sex with her, and like always, it was getting her horny again.  Her body felt completely refreshed now and with a  full day stuck with her mother lying before her, today was going to be a snooze-fest for her libido.  Olivia knew there would be no opportunity for sex today unless she could pull something of a miracle off.
"Ohhh-hhh-hhh, my aching head.  Olivia?  How did I get here?"

Olivia turned around just as she was signing out of her email, and saw a very bleary-eyed Stacy raising herself up onto her elbow, and rubbing her eyes.  The covers had fallen back and Stacy's developing breasts popped into view.  She had various bruises and welts on her small tits and she looked like shit.

"Hi Stace, how are ya feeling?" Olivia said as she spun around on her desk chair.

"How do I look?"

"Like shit."

"Bingo, that"s how I feel.  What time is it?" Stacy asked, and for the first time realized she was wearing almost nothing but a ripped pair of underwear.  "Where are my clothes?" she said in a panic.

"Shush Stace. They're in the wash.  They were filthy and they stunk.  Oh, and it's 9 o'clock.  I'm glad you woke up, I was going to have to wake you up soon anyway.  Your mom wants you home in time to go to church."

"Church?  Crap," she stated, and then thought about what Olivia had just said.  "Hey, how do you know that?"

"Your mom called here last night and I talked to her."

"You did!  Oh crap, am I dead meat?" Stacy asked while throwing back the covers and quickly standing up.  Gravity was not her friend and Stacy felt the world around her swim out of focus before her legs gave out and she felt herself falling down onto the bed.

"Stace, are you okay," Olivia asked rushing over to grab her friend before she could topple completely over.  Olivia had Stacy by the arm and held on as her friend's head rolled to the side.  From Stacy's seated position, Olivia could see the other bruises on her friend's body.  They looked like finger marks from guys grabbing onto her flesh during some very physical sex.

"Yeah, just got up too fast.  My head hurts and my stomach does too.  In fact, my whole body hurts," she said as she rolled over onto her side and laid back down.

"What do you remember from last night Stace?" Olivia said as she sat down next to her friend and held her hand.  Stacy was lying on top of the covers and Olivia could get a closer look at all the welts on her body and she knew they'd really worked her over good.

"I was at Carl's place, and I was...," she said and then hesitated.  "You know... I was..."

"I know, Carl told me, you were sucking them all off."

"Yeah, I didn't want to at first, and then it just seemed ok.  Carl was giving me different things to try."

"Like what?" she asked, although she already knew the answer, Carl was giving her drugs to keep her going.

"I don't know, I think some ecstasy then I'm not sure what else after that.  He had me drinking stuff, then smoking stuff, and I think he even had me snorting stuff.  It was all kind of blurry after that."

"And then after that?  Do you remember anything else?"

"Yeah, they started having sex with me, everybody at Carl's, then they took me with them."

"With who?  Sam?"

"Yeah.  I remember being in the back of a van, or truck or something.  Then guys were having sex with me.  It was all kind of blurry, but it was face after face.  I have no idea who they were, or how many of them there were, but judging by the pain I'm feeling down there, it was a lot."

"Like at the motel?  Like that many?"

"I have no idea.  It was all so blurry."

"Was it..., was it fun?"

"I don"t remember much of it other than the feeling of guy after guy lying on top of me pushing his way into my..., my..."

"Pussy?" Olivia interjected.

"Yeah, my pussy.  I was getting pretty sore and every time I complained, they just gave me more drugs, and then they drove me somewhere else and then more guys would have sex with me," Stacy said, and then paused.  

Olivia saw the tears start forming at the corners of her eyes and then the sobs started.

"I just didn"t have any choice," Stacy cried, the tears starting to flow more freely and the sobbing starting to wrack her chest.  Her breathing was labored as the emotions of the previous evening overcame her.

Olivia was startled by the raw emotion she saw before her.  Up until now Stacy seemed ok with what she'd had done to her, what she'd done because of her.  Olivia knew she was to blame for Stacy's condition, and now she had to deal with the consequences.  She'd turned her best friend into a human cum receptacle.  It was her fate, her chosen fate, and not her friend's.  She'd decided for her friend that she was to join her in her quest to become a mega-slut.  Stacy hadn't made the choice, Olivia had made it for her, and now Carl was jumping on board the bandwagon and taking advantage of her friend's weakness.  Stacy couldn't say "no" to the man, and he was taking full advantage of it.

"How many guys do you think there were?" Olivia asked.  Looking into her friend's tear streaked face, Olivia could see what Carl and the rest of the guys saw in her, she was beautiful.  Even in her state of distress, she looked beautiful, vulnerable, but beautiful.  Olivia felt another pang of guilt as she looked down at her friend's nearly naked body.  On top of her existing guilt for putting her friend in this situation, Olivia now understood Carl's interest in her friend, she screamed "victim" like she was meant to be used, meant to be taken advantage of, meant to be used as a sex toy.  It was completely wrong and she knew it, but she saw the look in her friend's eye and saw what Carl saw.

"How many were there?  I..., I..., have no idea Liv.  Why do you want to know?" Stacy sobbed.

It was the Queen talking.  The Queen wanted to know.  The Queen had to know.  It was the measure of a true slut to know how many guys another slut was willing to fuck.  The Queen was supreme, nobody else could compare, or should compare.  The Queen needed to know she was still supreme.

"I don't know, I was just curious is all," Olivia replied still holding her friend.  She could feel her chubby little boobies pressing up against her tummy as she held her, her chest still heaving from her crying, which was starting to wane.

"I don't know, there were the guys at Carl's.  I think it was like four or five..."

"Carl said five.  Did that include Nick?"

"O-li-via?" she said enunciating every syllable.

"Well, did it?"

"Uh..., I..., don't think so..."

"So it was six including Nick?"

"Uh yeah.  Olivia, why do you care how many it was?  It was enough ok."

"I'm sorry Stace, I was just curious.  How about after you left Carl's, how many did you fuck after that?"

"Olivia, why would you ask me that?" Stacy asked looking up at her friend with a face rapt in shock.  Olivia looked very curious, almost concerned about how many guys she"d been with.

"I don"t know Stace.  I"m just worried that Carl is making you do more than you can handle," I guess.

"More than I can handle?  Olivia, they drove me around the city for hours, letting guy after guy have sex with me!  How am I supposed the "handle" that?" Stacy asked with a disturbed look on her face.

Olivia felt something inside her let loose, the idea of being driven around the city and having guy after guy have sex with her sounded like some incredible experience.  She understood why Stacy was so upset about it, the Queen on the other hand thought there was nothing more appealing than being the one in that position.  The idea was making her hornier than she already was.  The tease of going through her sex log, then all her emails with scores of guys begging her for sex was enough already to get her primed for sex.  With one sentence, Stacy had ramped up her desire like nothing else she had expected.  Hearing her best friend say she was used as a cum dump was making her horny and jealous all at the same time.

Olivia wanted to be the cum dump, and the saddest part of all was that she was stuck with her mother all day and there was virtually nothing she could do to avoid it.  There would be no sex for her today, unless she could figure out a way to get away from her for a while, and then who would she have sex with?  There was supposed to be at least one new dick today, and how would she accomplish that?  It would be tough enough getting sex as it was.  How would she find a new guy to have sex with?

"Olivia, I don"t think I can do this anymore.  Last night was too much.  I mean the other day at the motel was a lot too, but at least I had you there and I still had fun.  Last night had nothing to do with fun.  They used me, and I was all alone.  I had no idea who the guys were or what they were going to do to me.  I felt so helpless and alone.  I was their toy and they were letting everybody play with me.  It was just one stop after another, and every time we stopped it was another horde of guys working their way inside me.  That guy who was with Sam kept egging them on to hurry up so the next guy could get a turn, and every one of them shot their stuff inside me.  I feel so dirty now."  Stacy's tears were drying up, but the sadness in her voice persisted.  Her fears were mixed with confusion.  Sex had been something she knew she would easily fall victim to if she started down that path.  What she hadn't expected was for someone like Carl to take advantage of her weakness and throw her down the well of her own sexual servitude.

Olivia couldn"t stand it anymore, Stacy's emotional ramblings over what they guys had done with her last night were driving her insane.  Where she should have been sympathetic and comforting, she only found excitement over the debauchery of it all.  The Queen should have been the one in the back of that van!  She should have been the one getting pumped full of strange cocks and all the glorious cum they could provide!  It wasn't right that Stacy was the one to experience something as amazing as that rolling fuck-truck.  She could feel her pussy kicking into gear and knew that her underwear would soon be soaked all the way through the thin cotton.  She'd have to change her underwear before she even got into her Sunday best at the rate she was going.  And if Stacy doesn't stop soon, I'm going to have to frig myself off right in front of her!

"What should I do Liv?" Stacy asked.  

"Huh?" Olivia mumbled.  She was lost in the perversion of her mind, planning her own fuck-truck evening and wondering just how many guys Sam and whomever it was that collaborated with him for the evening, had found for Stacy.  She hoped it would be a ton of guys, all with a hard cocks ready to fill her up.  "I'm sorry Stace, I was just imagining how awful that must have been like for you."  It took all her willpower to get that lie out of her mouth without sounding insincere.  That last thing Olivia wanted right now was to lose her best friend at such a vulnerable time.  Her partner in crime seemed to be backing out, exit stage left in a big damn hurry.

"It was Liv.  Well..., it didn"t start out horrible, but it certainly ended terribly," Stacy said as she sat upright, no longer lying on her side.  "So what do you think I should do?" Stacy asked again.

"I'm not sure Stace," Olivia said, feeling her pussy leaking into her panties.  "Carl can be pretty persuasive, plus we need him for all the stuff he provides.  Maybe you should tell him they need to take it easier on you next time."  The thought of telling her best friend she should stop having sex was something she just couldn't do, the Queen wouldn't allow it, plus she liked the idea of Stacy being her party pal.

"Next time?  Liv, I don't think I want to do this anymore, ever."

"Don't be silly, we're having too much fun to stop now.  You just need a night off to rest and recover like I did last night."

"Really, you didn't have sex last night?" Stacy asked as the last of her tears casually slid down her cheeks and her breathing returning to normal.  Olivia had such a casual way of making the most traumatic moment of her life seem like something minor as she blew off her statement about giving up sex as if it were nothing.

"I did, but I don"t have time to give you all the gory details right now.  I need to finish getting ready for church, and you need to get dressed and get ready too.  I'll fill you in later on what I did last night, since I know you'll have a ton of questions," Olivia said with a giggle.  "Now get your sorry butt out of bed and get ready to go home."

"Alright," Stacy said with a sigh.  Olivia seemed to be one step ahead of her with all this sex stuff and seemed to be able to take it all in stride like nothing she"d experienced was anything major.  

Suspecting she wouldn't be finding anymore sympathy for the moment, Stacy said, "I guess I should get home soon so I don't miss church.  That's all I need is my mother asking questions about last night, because I'm too bushed to get home in time."  

"There you go.  Get home, go to church, and then do nothing for the rest of the day.  By this time tomorrow you'll be raring to go at it again!" Olivia said as she released her friend.  Also so she could change her underwear since there were sopping wet now.

Stacy highly doubted she'd be "raring to go" anytime soon, but got her abused body moving.  "Umm..., Liv, do you have some clothes I can wear home?" Stacy asked sitting upright again.  This time she was able to keep from blacking out as she remained sitting in a vertical position on the edge of Olivia's bed.

"Sure Stace, let me get you something.  I think I have one of those tank tops with the built in sports bras since my bras will be too big for you and yours didn't seem to make the trip over here."  

Olivia stood up and felt her underwear stick to her shaved pussy.  Yep, they"re soaked alright.  Fucking little tramp has me all jacked up in time to sit through the most boring hour of my life listening to another boring sermon.  At least Father Tim is cute, in a young priestly kind of way.  "So anyways, getting back to last night, you said it didn't start out terrible, does that mean you didn't mind what was going down at Carl's place?" Olivia asked as she handed a pile of clothing to her best friend to wear.

"Well, like I said, they made me suck their..., you know, their cocks.  And even though I didn't really want to, I guess I got into it.  I was feeling pretty good so I guess that was kind of fun.  I guess I didn't mind having sex with all them either, except that I was still a little sore from the night before.  So I guess I was ok with all of that.  It was just when they took me and threw me in the van.  That's when it stopped being fun."  

"So was it because you didn't know what was going to happen that made it so scary, or was it all the guys?" Olivia asked.  Stacy still appeared to be unsteady on her feet as Olivia watched her friend start to undress, which didn't amount to much of an exercise since all she had on were her ripped panties.

Stacy's head was swimming as she stood there in front of her best friend, her fingers grasping what was left of the waistband of her panties.  Olivia was making her feel silly over her reaction to the previous evening, like it wasn't a serious thing.  Her body told her differently as she ached all over, especially from her crotch, which she was about to inspect.  Peeling off her tattered panties, Stacy examined both the crotch of the panties and her own crotch as well.  The panties were ruined, besides being completely cum encrusted and stiff, they were ripped in several places.  It was evident that she was forcibly stripped numerous times the previous evening.  

Her poor vagina looked like something a pack of dogs had been fighting over.  It was very red and swollen and coated in the same crusty sperm her panties were.  Judging by the pain she was feeling now, Stacy knew that the rest of the day was going to be spent popping pain killers and taking hot baths.  No more sex for me, ever!  

That thought ran through her brain on an endless loop as she struggled to get dressed.  No matter what Carl demands, I will not be his puppet anymore!  Who are you kidding Stacey Bennett, it's in your blood.  You can"t say no to him, or any other domineering man no matter how strong you think you can be.  You'll be back on his couch with your legs spread, eagerly awaiting his cock, or in the back of some car, or some sleazy motel waiting for some other anonymous guy to fuck your cunt.  You may not like the sex all that much, but you won"t say no, not now, not ever!  

Stacy's subconscious had a battle raging inside her head.  She knew she didn't ever want to go through what she experienced last night ever again.  And it wasn't the onslaught of sex as much as it was a sense of abandonment, the singular loneliness of it all.  Yeah, but if it was somewhere you felt secure with, or around people you knew were watching over you, you'd let those guys fuck you all over again!   But I don't want to be that person!  Yes you do!  You want to be used just like all the women in your family tree.  All those sluts that came before you, and the slutty progeny your nasty little pussy is going to spit out some day, she'll be as big of a slut as you!  But I don't want to be a slut!  You can't hide what's inside cum-slut!   

"I guess it was just the "not-knowing" of what was going to happen to me," Stacy concluded after giving her friend's question a few seconds to ponder.  She finished dressing and sat back down on Olivia's bed, she was depressed over the mind battle she was facing.  It was mentally exhausting being in her head, and not to mention she felt weird wearing Olivia's clothes.  Yeah they'd traded 

clothes tons of times, but she"d never worn her friend's underwear before today.  It was just one more mental hurdle she had before her, although this one wasn't much more than a little bump compared to the "sex" hurdle.  That one seemed to be a mile high.

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Olivia managed to accomplish two major tasks; to get her church clothes on and finish getting ready, and to get her mentally distraught friend looking presentable and out the door.  Thankfully her mom was ready early enough to make the detour past the Bennett house to drop Stacy off just in time to keep Mrs. Bennett happy.

Church was an exercise Olivia found out.  It was her first time around a large number of males that weren't gathering to fuck her, and unbeknownst to them, they had a true sexual prodigy in their midst.  She received glances from the men around her, something that was becoming increasingly more common.  Their gazes lingered just a split second too long for it to be anything more than casual.  She enjoyed the attention, but sadly, she knew there would little, or no opportunity to entice any of them into joining her in the coat closet.  Even if she could manage, most of the guys were either very young and there with their parents, were married men there with their families, or just too old to be worth considering.  

A little voice sounded in her head reminding her about Carl's request to fill all the age groups, and Olivia surveyed the room with a new purpose.  Although a phrase flashed through her mind that suddenly seemed appropriate, something about not shitting where you eat, or something like that.  

That was the difference between a dream and reality.  In her dream, Olivia had snuck out feigning that she didn't feel well, and got gang-banged in the maintenance room by five guys.  Olivia doubted very much that her mother would just sit there in their pew and let Olivia be gone long enough to find even one guy to fuck.  And how exactly do you do that at a church anyway?  Just walk up to a guy, if you could even find one who wasn't stuck here sitting through Father Tim's sermon, and say, "Hey, you want to fuck me?  I'm really horny and I just want to use your cock for a few minutes!"

It sounded like just what she needed, but those kinds of things just didn't happen like they did in dreams.  I need sex soon though, between all those guys' emails and Stacy's retelling of last night's fun, I'm ready to fuck a broom handle!

The rest of the service was predictably boring and Olivia sat through it thinking about sex non-stop.  She was horny and was dreading the rest of the day with her mother, not because she didn't like spending time with her mom, it was just that after the sexual teasing she'd had, she wanted to get down to business and serve the Queen's urges in a serious manner.

After church, Olivia's mom dragged her around for what her mother thought would be some good quality "girl time", going for coffee and doughnuts.  Olivia found her thoughts wandering again while they sat there munching on their snacks, thinking about how, or if she would be able to get out today and satisfy her growing urges.  It was like that first morning-after day, the day following day her first day's work as a prostitute.  She"d been fucked silly all day long and yet the very next day, something was eating away at her mind.  It wasn't until she hooked up with Carl and his buddy late that evening that she knew what it was.  A growing and constant need for sex.  

No matter what condition her body happened to be in, her mind wanted every waking moment to be consumed with sex, mentally and physically.  Yesterday was a prime example, her body was in no shape to endure more sex, and yet that's want she wanted, or needed.  It was a sorry excuse for the Queen, a day in which she only fucked one guy (and one dog), even though her pussy objected to the demands put upon it, it still gave Olivia the pleasure her mind was demanding.

And now here she sat, her body fully recovered and waiting to be abused again, and no relief in sight.

Olivia felt like a little puppy on a leash, barely present while her mother dragged her around from stop to stop.  Visiting her Aunt Agnes and then her mother's friend Lucy, finally making one last stop to pick up some groceries.  Olivia was bored and found her mind focusing on the phallic shaped veggies as they strolled through the produce department, her mother's constant chatter disrupting her visions of which cucumber would feel the best in her tight and hungry pussy.  

Selecting a few items that might have to do in a pinch, Olivia tossed them in the cart nonchalantly.  If I gotta fuck myself I'll do it, but it won't be nearly what I need.  Olivia was starting to feel manic again, like she was going to go off the deep end if she didn't find relief soon.  It wasn't just that she needed an orgasm badly, she needed to get fucked badly.  She needed to feel the physical connection.  She needed to feel the lust in a man's heart as he slammed his cock home into her body.  That was it, she needed the basic animalistic demand of being dominated by the male of her species.  

Her thoughts ranged back to her dream; there was no better example of what she was feeling than the episodes in the alley with the homeless guys.  They would line up and fuck her like she wasn't even a person.  She was just a hot piece of pussy to be violated for their carnal pleasures.  Yeah that was it, that was what she needed.  To be fucked and then discarded like a piece of trash by countless men.

Olivia's own lust was getting to her as she aimlessly wandering along beside her mother.  Her thighs swishing back and forth together as she walked along, rubbed her outer lips just enough to remind her that she longed to have somebody else between them.  God I need to get fucked so badly!  God how I hate Sundays!  Stuck with mom all day and no way to get some relief!  It's not like I can even pretend to be going over to Stacy's house, mom knows Stacy's spending the day with her mom too.  Unless..., hmmm, maybe I can use the excuse that Stacy left some of her clothes over at our house and I just want to be nice and return them.  I could pretend to ride my bike over to her house and say I was just going to hang out for a little while, and then be back home in like an hour or two.  That might work, then I could try and set something up with Carl, or maybe Sam.  Fuck that, maybe I can set something up with that Henry guy and try out his gigantic cock for a while!

While she walked along, Olivia felt a renewed sense of purpose, and a newfound spritely bounce in her step.  Olivia texted Henry and asked if he had time for a get-together this afternoon.  She thought there was a Red Roof Inn not that far from her house, and easily within biking distance.  She'd even offer to pay if he was willing to let her.

Olivia waited patiently as her mom finished picking out groceries, and even more patiently as they rode home together.  Her mom Lauren was chatting incessantly, asking this and that, with Olivia trying her best to pay attention while she waited for her cell phone to buzz.  The beauty of her new iPhone was that all her text and email messages were right there in front of her, from both her regular friends, and from her new "male" friends.  Yeah it was dangerous to have all that evidence right there where her mother could find it, but fortunately her mom respected her privacy enough that she swore she'd never do that to her.

Olivia surreptitiously scrolled through her numerous text messages.  Thankfully all of the guys with the exception of Carl, opted to text her rather than call.  I guess a text to a minor asking for sex is less risky than a voice mail!  Ha ha.  Only Carl and Justin had left her voice mails on her new phone, and neither of the voice mails had been all that suggestive, although if the police ever investigated"  Why grown men were calling a twelve year old would be reason enough to get suspicious.

Olivia didn't want to take any chances and texted Carl, Justin, and the rest of the guys she had numbers for, and suggested she had an hour or two this afternoon and needed some relief.  

Somebody has got to be available to help a girl out!  It was a group text, but that was the point, if the guys all knew there might be other competitors out there, somebody would be bound to want to be the one to get her all to themselves.  Why should I limit myself to just one?  It was the Queen talking of course, and even though Olivia wanted nothing more than to let the Queen loose and fuck everything in sight, she knew this would be a risky proposal at best.  The chances of her pulling this off without arousing suspicion with her mother, was already tenuous at best.  Better just limit myself to one and one only.  

Within minutes, the buzzing started, and didn't stop.  Olivia already had her phone on silent, but the buzzing was unmistakable.  Quickly she turned the notification off as her mother"s curiosity peaked.

"Wow Liv, what's all the ruckus with your friends there?  That"s a lot of messages in a hurry," her mother stated.

Thankfully Olivia was a quick thinker and came up with an excuse for the unexpected flurry to messages. Stupid girl, you should have know that was going to happen!  There goes my "returning Stacy"s clothes excuse", she's going to know something is up.  "Oh, Emily is inviting us over to her place to hang out and catch some rays."  Olivia picked her friend Emily because she knew her mother didn't know Emily's mother very well, and figured it was the safest person to use for an excuse.

"Why not invite them over to our house?  The girls could catch a few rays and swim too.  Or does Emily's parents have a pool too?"

"No they don't, but they came over to our house the other day mom.  We thought maybe we'd try somebody else's house for a change," Olivia said with a straight face.  "You know, burden somebody else's parents for a while," she said with a laugh.  It gave her an excuse to smile considering she was beaming with pride from the number of replies she was getting.

"Oh, ok.  But I thought we were hanging out all day together?"

"It would just be for a few hours mom, I'd be back by dinner time, and then we can hang out all night," Olivia answered as she looked at her text messages.  It was a bit disappointing really, most of them were tied up or out of town (the truckers mostly).  Not all though, she had answers back from four guys, all of which she'd been with before, except one.  With a smile that ran from ear to ear, Olivia saw Henry's response, and he was ready and willing to meet her anywhere she wanted.

"That would give me a chance to get some work done around the house and get dinner going without you under my feet!" Lauren replied with mock humor.  In her mother's mind, Lauren knew her daughter was as ideal of a child as she could ever hope for, so well behaved and so responsible.  She trusted her completely and would let her daughter do just about anything she wanted.

"Really?" Olivia said gleefully.  "That's so cool!  Let me let the girls know."  Ah shit, I really do need to let the girls know, just in case they call the house.  Texting her friends and trying to keep them from getting suspicious, Olivia messaged them and let them know to only try to reach her on her cell and to NOT call her at home.  That might arouse some suspicion, but I can always BS my way around it if any of the girls ask.  Olivia texted Henry and told him where the Red Roof Inn was and what time she'd meet him there.  Olivia had no idea if the motel was a hole or not, but she wasn't there for the decor, she was going there to get fucked, and the sleazier the motel, the better.

By the time they got home and Olivia got changed out of her church clothes, it was almost one o'clock.  That'll give me four hours with Henry, hopefully he can keep me entertained that long!

Picking out her sexiest underwear, Olivia covered it up with a pair of cut-offs and a button up short-sleeved blouse.  It looked modest yet sexy, or maybe she just felt super sexy because of the underwear and what she planned on doing once they were off.

Jumping on her bike, Olivia had made it about halfway when her phone rang.  Pulling her bike over to the curb, Olivia pulled out her phone and saw that it was Carl, and that always made for an interesting call.

"Hey Carl, what's up?" Olivia asked, her voice coming out sounding a little winded from her quick pace.

"Nothing darling.  You a little horny I take it?" he asked, his gruff voice booming through the phone's tinny speaker.

"Can you blame me?  I'm fully recovered and raring to go."  Olivia contemplated biking and talking at the same time and started out again going slowly at first.

"Nope, that's what I like to hear out of my little pocket slut."

"Pocket slut?  What"s that mean?"  In the distance Olivia could see the sign for the motel and she knew she was getting close.

"I just made it up, but to it means that you're a little slut, and I've got you in my pocket for whenever I need you."

"I like that, and I like the idea that I'm your little pocket slut."

"Excellent, so where are you and when can you get over here?"

"I can't today, I'm meeting someone and then I'm going home after to have dinner with my mom and then hang out with her for the night."

"Whoah, meeting who?  And how come you didn't clear it with me first?"

"Carl, you've had me whenever you've needed me, but I need some time to have fun for myself.  You can have me all day tomorrow, well..., after my mom leaves for work that is."

"Well where are you and who are you meeting?  I only ask because I'm concerned for your safety and I want to know where you are if you suddenly need my help."

"Fine, it's that guy Henry from the motel two days ago.  He was with Stacy and I kinda wanted a go at him myself," she said as the motel loomed closer.  Olivia was hoping Henry was already there waiting for her.  She didn't feel like waiting around, especially if Carl was interested in butting in.  She'd fuck him any time he wanted, and if Henry no-showed, she'd tell him where she was and let him come and fuck her, but she really wanted Henry.

"Ahh, the guy with the huge cock.  Now I get it, you want to see if you can handle him huh?  Well be careful, I think he took it easy on Stacy because I was there I suspect."

"Ok Carl, I'll be careful.  Tell you what, I'll call or text you by 3, if you don't hear from me by then, come and rescue me, ok?"

"Ha ha, sure, I'll be your knight in shining armor.  Although if I have to do that, it'll be for a price."

"Yeah, what price?" Olivia said with a good humored sneer.

"I'll fuck you in the ass in public."

"Ohhh, I like the sound of that.  Maybe you should just do it anyway!"

"You're on, are you wearing a skirt?"

"Nope, sorry, cut-offs."

"Are they loose or tight?"

"Are they loose enough for you to fuck me in them?  I'm not sure, maybe if the seam was split open you could."

"Too complicated, just wear a skirt tomorrow and then we can find a nice public place where I can fuck you."

"Cool.  I'm looking forward to it.  Uh Carl, I gotta go, I'm at the Red Roof Inn over on Hudson.  Wait for my text.  Bye."

Olivia looked around and had no idea what she was looking for.  She had no idea if Henry was even here, or what he'd be driving even if he was.

Calling his number, Olivia got him on the third ring.

"Hey babe, what's up?" he said a very deep voice.

"Hopefully you will be soon!  Where are you?"

"Room 217, around the back.  I'm waiting," Henry said as Olivia heard him hang up.

Pedaling around the back, Olivia parked her bike up against the wall by room 217 and quickly sent a text to Carl letting him know what room she"d be in.

The door opened up and there stood a giant of a man, and it was the same guy she remembered pounding her best friend.

"Hey beautiful, get in here and let's party," he said.

Olivia watched his eyes and it was a toss-up of whose eyes looked hungrier, his or hers.  Her eyes traveled down his body and focused on the bugle in the front of his athletic shorts.  He didn't have much fashion style, wearing basketball style athletic shorts and a Nike t-shirt.  He was a huge man, easily as big as Sam, and Olivia already knew what a monster he possessed between his 
legs.

Olivia followed him inside and turned around.  Henry swept her up into his arms and hoisted her off the ground, giving her a big bear hug.  Olivia returned his hug and felt his massive arms and his thick chest muscles as they pressed against her small boobs.  They weren't really that small, but compared to his heavily muscled body, everything about her felt small.

Looking into his eyes, Olivia expected him to kiss and her and so she leaned forward and started to pucker her lips.

"Hey there sweetheart, no offence, but I don't know who you've been with today so why don't you do me a favor and go jump into the shower real quick and get yourself cleaned up for me, ok babe? 

 That's it," he said as he lowered her down to the ground.  "That's a girl, go wash up that sweet pussy of yours," he concluded with a gentle slap on the ass.

Olivia felt a little humiliated, not at the insinuation that she might have a dirty pussy, but at the fact that she wasn't even clean enough to even kiss her first!  Olivia felt her inner voice laugh out loud at the suggestion.  He must think you're one gigantic slut for that!  Then again why wouldn't he think that way?  Why wouldn't he think I've spent the day fucking other guys?  He's seen me in action.  He ought to think that!  He should have every right to ask me to go clean up first.  That"s perfectly understandable.

Olivia scooted into the bathroom and had the quickest shower she could ever remember having; making sure she was clean all over, but also making sure she kept her hair dry.  There wouldn't be time to fix her hair properly, and since she didn't think to bring a hair brush along, she wouldn't be able to do much about it anyway even if she did have the time.

The most disappointing part was that she wanted to do a striptease for him and with a just a towel now wrapped around her body, there wasn't much point in putting all her clothes on again.

Sashaying out of the bathroom, Olivia was pleasantly surprised to see Henry lying there on the bed buck naked, and with his cock looking ready to go, his hand slowly stroking up and down its impressive length.  "Wow, Henry, you shouldn't have," she giggled.

"What?  Shouldn't have what?"

"Gotten your cock all hard.  I was looking forward to doing that for you!" she teased.

"Oh don't worry, it's not there all the way yet, so why don't you drop that towel and get over here and finish the job."

"Wow," was all Olivia said.  If that wasn't fully hard, how damn big was it going to get?  It looked to be as long as her forearm and at least as big around.  Climbing up onto the bed, Olivia leaned sideways over Henry's thick legs and grasped onto his manhood.  It felt thick and hard in her small hands, and the skin felt exceptionally soft as she slowly applied pressure to the stalk and stroked her little fist up and down its length.  
"Wow Henry, you have the biggest cock I've ever seen, and I've seen a few!" Olivia said in admiration.  The head was thick and bloated, and precum was slowly oozing out of the tip.  He'd trimmed his pubic hair down , further adding to the impressive sight before her.  Olivia watched her hand as it traced up and down his cock.  She never got tired of examining the male appendage up close, usually because she only saw it from the perspective of it being jammed into her mouth.

"Hey kid, can I ask you a favor?" he asked as he reached down to cup her smooth vulva, his meaty hand cupping her sex completely.

"Yeah sure Henry, what do you want?"  Olivia could feel the power he possessed as his hand massaged her pussy.  His fingers felt warm as they pressed lightly on her slit.

"Grow some hair back down there.  I mean I know you're underage and all, but without any hair, you're making me feel like I'm fucking around with a kid.  At least your friend had the illusion of being older with that thick patch of pussy fur she has.  She still has it right?"

Olivia was shocked for the second time today by the man.  He actually wanted her to grow her blond patch of fur back?  But Carl said I look so sexy without any hair down there.  She wasn't used to being confused and caught off-guard by anyone.  Thinking quickly, the Queen countered back, "My bald pussy makes you think I'm a kid?  Wait till you stick this monster in my tight pussy, you're going to think you"re fucking a five year old."  

With no further need to chatter in Olivia's mind, she lowered her head down and took Henry's bloated cock into her mouth.  It was huge and hard, and just a little wet from all the precum that had leaked out.  She felt him return the favor as he rubbed his fingers along her crack pushing the fat digits inside her folds.  Between the shower and her own secretions, Olivia felt his fingers easily slid along her labia before finding her eager hole.

His fingers felt huge as the gained entrance, pushing their way in, stretching her cunt open.  The last thing to stretch her open that much was the dog's knot the night before.  "Ooof," she moaned as his fingers worked themselves in and out, his thumb finding her precious clit and applying pressure to the sensitive nerve bundle.

Olivia was getting distracted by his pussy play and felt Henry surge his cock deeper into her mouth with a gentle thrust.  Grabbing onto his tool with both hands, she stroked and sucked at the same time, making sure she had his attention, and hopefully getting him as hard as he could get.  She wanted this monster inside her giving her the fucking she"d been longing for all day.

Olivia felt Henry grab her legs and pull her body on top of his.  He moved her like she were a rag doll and within a few seconds found her pussy aimed right for his face, and his cock in the perfect position for sucking.  The sudden change caused her to pull her mouth off his big prick, and now she looked down and saw that one eye staring right at her.  Olivia really would have preferred to get on him and fuck the giant thing, but if Henry wanted to eat her out first, well that was perfectly okay too.

She felt his mouth encircle her pussy and his raspy tongue lick her up and down for several minutes.  His technique was different from any other she'd experienced in her short sexual career, but as the young slut was beginning to understand, it was all good.

While Henry worked his magic on her cunt, Olivia found herself panting and moaning incessantly, most of it with Henry's big cock lodged as deeply in her mouth as she could handle.  It was too big to deep throat, but it didn't stop her from trying.  Her gag reflex was annoying her as she tried over and over again to get the fat crown down past her uvula.  Pushing her head down, Olivia wondered if she could possibly overcome her own resistance to the feeling of having such a large object in her throat.

It was different when the other guys had forced their cocks into her throat, she didn't have any choice, and they were much smaller and they actually fit fairly easily.  Carl's was as big as she'd had in her throat, and even that made her throw up in her mouth a little.  Henry's on the other hand wasn't going to go down without some external effort, namely Henry's hands pushing on the back of her head, but she wasn't about to suggest that just yet, she wanted to fuck the thing first.

It didn't seem matter to Henry that she couldn't deep throat his cock, he was apparently very satisfied with her efforts based on the noises she could hear coming from his end of the bed.  Just as she was getting close to her orgasm, and potentially Henry's too, Olivia felt him pulling his mouth away from her pussy.  He must have known from her movements and her moaning that she was getting ready to cum, and he stopped eating her juicy twat anyway.  It was almost like he was just getting her primed and ready, with no actual interest in making her cum.  That was fine by the Queen, she lived to serve, plus she could get her own orgasm once she had his huge cock lodged up inside her cunt.

"Climb on babe.  I want to see if what you said is true about that tight pussy of yours," he said as he pushed her down his chest, her body sliding easily from the sheer strength of his hands as he pushed her ass cheeks forward.

Olivia thought of the position they called the "reverse cowgirl" as she felt Henry"s strong hands push her pussy towards his cock.  Climbing up onto her hands and feet, Olivia straddled Henry's large body and moved her pussy towards the fat head of his cock.  Grabbing onto the girthy tool, Olivia aimed it at her wet cunt and pressed it along her folds.  It was huge she realized as the fat head slid along.  Pushing her hips down, Olivia felt her opening resist as the blunt instrument tried to gain entry.  Relaxing her muscles and sawing the monster around her opening, Olivia felt her body give and the big phallus start to enter.  

"Holy shit," she muttered.  It felt enormous as her pussy started opening up, her saliva on Henry's cock, and her own juices mixed with Henry's spit, helping ease the gigantic cock inside.  Olivia felt her pussy stretch uncomfortably as the head slowly popped inside.  It hurt, but in a good way.  Once inside however, the rest of the job seemed to go easier.  Aided with Henry's hands pulling down on her hips, Olivia sank her cunt down a fraction of an inch at a time as her tissues stretched open to allow its entrance.  "Oh God this thing is huge," she groaned as it slowly disappeared inside her body.

"Holy fuck girl, you should see how huge it looks going inside you!" Henry said excitedly.  He only had about four inches inside with plenty more to go, but it looked massive compared to Olivia's small body.

"Oh shit, it sure feels that way," she agreed.  Olivia looked down and saw there was only a small amount of his long cock inside of her, and it got thicker towards the stalk.  Jesus, this thing is killing me!  How the fuck did Stacy take it so easily?  Still pressing her cunt down onto the massive stalk, Olivia realized they were both pretty stoned that night and Stacy probably couldn't feel the big root being planted in her pussy.  

That probably wasn't accurate she realized, even stoned she would know this monster was pressing inside of her.  Well Olivia wasn't on anything right now and felt every last inch as it stretched her open.  It was probably on par with Sam and Charles' cocks which were also very large, but this one felt thicker.

The whole exercise of stuffing his cock into her pussy probably only lasted about thirty seconds or so, but it was thirty memorable seconds as Olivia finally felt the fat head of his cock press up against her cervix.  "Wow, it's in all the way," Olivia announced.  Looking down there were still a few inches left to go and it made her wonder if her pussy would stretch lengthwise eventually so she could handle more of a beast such as this?  If it can stretch open, why wouldn't I be able to stretch it to fit more inside of me?  Imagine being able to take ten inches of cock inside me at once!  That would be so cool!

"Seriously girl, you should see how huge my cock looks stuffed up inside your tiny little pussy, and for the record, you were right, that's one super tight pussy you got there!"

"Thanks, it feels like I'm sitting on a fire hydrant though.  Your cock is fucking huge," Olivia said as she heard Henry chuckle at her comments.  Olivia felt he was probably used to hearing that kind of thing, and if he felt any concern over letting her get used to the massive thing, he didn't show it as she felt his hands push upwards on her ass cheeks.  She got the message, "start fucking my cock now".  

Sliding her hips back up, Olivia felt the huge cock start to slide back out.  It felt weird after being stretched open like that, the strain she was feeling down in her cunt suddenly receded as she suddenly felt her insides evacuate and close up again.  It was a brief sensation anyways as she felt the fat head approach her opening and she reversed her movements and pushed back down again.  It was easier the second time down, but not by much.  It was fucking huge and even though it was something she"d been longing to experience, it didn't make it any easier to get used to, at least not yet.

After several dozen strokes up and down, Olivia finally felt her muscles relax and get used to the repetitive stretching and recoiling of her tissues.  It was a workout both for her physically, and for her nervous system as the sensations she was feeling coming from her cunt were incredibly overpowering.  Olivia knew within the first minute or so that she was going to cum from just from fucking her pussy up and down this monster.  Her clit was dragging back and forth on his cock, especially on every down stroke where it felt like her outer pussy lips and clit, were being dragged inside her cunt as the massive hunk of meat dragged everything along with it.

It was fucking incredible as Olivia went through the motions, feeling the firing of each neuron as the massive cock supplied the most intense feelings she ever remembered.  It was like her pussy was plugged into an electrical outlet as her legs pumped up and down, still in the all-fours position. Normally she'd like to put her knees down and just use her strong legs to do all the work, but Henry was so big that she couldn't get her knees down on the bed far enough without causing herself serious pain from the depth that he pushed his cock.

On she went, pistoning the thick phallus in and out of her cunt while Henry's hands moved from rubbing her back to grabbing her by the hips and helping her masturbate his cock with her pussy.  As her orgasm built, Olivia reached down and rubbed her clit lightly and felt the orgasm that she'd let slowly build, come to a crescendo.  It was mind-blowing as the rivers of pleasure flowed through her.  Her pussy muscles clamping down on the wedge she felt splitting her open.  She pushed her pussy down, burying his cock as deeply as she could and felt the rush of pain it provided.  It fueled her orgasm even further and Olivia let out a guttural scream that surely could have been heard by anyone in the neighboring rooms.  

Olivia felt her body shudder as her muscles contracted involuntarily.  If Henry thought her cunt was tight before, she was sure he understood a new meaning to the word tight now. Exhausted, Olivia felt her body start to slump forward as Henry's strong hands grabbed her by the shoulders.  He pulled her backwards until she lay there with her sweaty back on top of his chest, her body prone on his, her perspiration mixing with his as she felt the last of her orgasm peter out.

"Oh my God that was such an amazing orgasm," she sighed.  Still trying to catch her breath, Olivia felt Henry's big hands cup her breasts before he started massaging them.  She felt his hips buck and his cock begin to move once again.  He was fucking his cock into her from this prone position and she didn't have to do any of the work.  Olivia usually liked a little rest before resuming after-orgasm sex, but Henry didn't seem interested in offering her that chance, just like he didn't let her have her orgasm while he was eating her pussy out.  That was ok, she was here for a good fucking, and that was what she was getting.

Henry's fingers went to her erect nipples and started pinching and pulling them as his cock picked up the pace.  By now she was used to his big cock splitting her insides open wide and lay there as he enjoyed her body.

It seemed like a very long time as she lay there feeling Henry pushing his cock into her from this position.  It was fun, but it was getting boring, and she sensed it from him too.  Henry's strong arms pushed her up into a sitting position again, although sitting on a flag pole isn't exactly possible.  His hands were pulling her to spin around and face him, and as she got her legs moved around to face him, she saw the big grin on his face.  He was like a kid in a candy store as he moved her body the way he wanted.

Olivia found herself seated on his giant cock with her legs wrapped around his thick waist, her butt resting on the tops of his thighs.  She could feel his bloated cock head pressed very firmly against her cervix and knew she was as stretched out inside as she could possible get.  Any ideas that she could stretch lengthwise like her opening could to accommodate him, were obviously off-base.  She was sure if he pushed any further, he'd seriously injure her pussy.

Henry was smiling again as he scooted his butt over towards the edge of the bed, and then in one swift movement, stood up with Olivia clutching her arms around his neck to keep from impaling herself on his hard cock any further.

"Hold on tight princess, I want to try something.  Ever been fucked standing up before?" he asked as he moved his hands down to cup her buttocks.

Olivia felt his him grab an ass cheek in each hand and it made her feel like a little kid as the big palms and long fingers encompassed nearly the entire surface of her ass.  Looking down, Olivia could see just what he'd been talking about, there was a tree trunk sticking out of her cunt, and it looked obscenely huge.  "Holy fuck Henry, you weren't kidding, that thing looks fucking huge in me!  

I gotta get a picture of that.  Do you mind?"

"You want to take pictures of me fucking you?" he asked nervously.

"No faces, I just want to preserve this memory for all time.  I may not ever get a chance to get a photo of something this big in me ever again!"

"Yeah, I guess that's alright," he agreed.

"Cool, walk me over to my shorts, I have my phone in the pocket."  Olivia was still attached to Henry by his still-hard cock and as he bent over to let her grab her shorts, she realized it hadn't left her body since she'd first squatted down on it.  Would it still be as difficult to stick back in, or am I that stretched out that it would slip inside as easy as a regular cock?

With Henry still holding her up with his hands, and to a lesser extent his hard cock, Olivia let go and shuffled through her pocket and extracted her phone.  Turning it on and starting up the camera, Olivia hunched back a little and snapped a few shots of their joining.  "Hey Henry, how about slowly pulling it out so I can get shots of just how big it really is and then a few more as it goes back inside?"

"Ok, that sounds like a cool idea," he said as he started to comply.  As much as he liked the feel of her super-heated pussy wrapped around his manhood, he liked the idea that this blonde nympho really wanted to shoot his cock going in and out of her smooth pussy.

Olivia snapped several pictures as Henry pulled a good seven inches of cock out of her stretched-out pussy.  Her cunt even gaped open for a few moments as the fat head cleared her pussy.  "Ok, stick it back in slowly," she said.  Henry pushed forward and like the first time, her pussy resisted momentarily until her tender flesh relented and allowed the big meat-stick to enter.  "Ooof, that takes a second to get used to," she whispered as she snapped away.  Henry pushed forward slowly and inch by inch pushed its way back inside.  "That"s so cool, can I video that?" Olivia said with a big grin.

"You can do that with that phone?" he asked, still supporting her full weight.  She was light as a feather, probably no more than one hundred and ten pounds, and keeping her upright was easy for the big man.

"Yep, just give me a sec, ok," she said as she flipped it over to video.  "Ok, go ahead and pull it out and fuck it back in slowly," she said as she aimed the lens down where Henry's big cock was speared inside her body.

Olivia was in her glory, capturing their standing fuck-session on her phone.  It was amazing, watching that giant cock thrust into her tiny little pussy and sink in so deeply.  It looked like a good seven to eight inches was going in with every thrust, and for some reason it was making her horny is hell and causing her pussy to leak like a sieve.

Even Henry noticed it as his cock started sliding in and out even easier as the shooting progressed.  "You like this huh, getting fucked on camera?"  His arms were starting to get a little tired, but the little slut was having a ball as he plowed her sopping cunt.  Henry had found her statement about her cunt being so tight it would be like fucking a five year old overly offensive, but she did have the tightest and hottest (and wettest!) pussy he'd ever fucked.

"Yeah, it's really cool," Olivia said as she aimed the camera at her pussy.  It was really cool she thought, they way her pussy would gape open every time Henry pulled his cock out and then just as quickly push it back in.  If he waited too long it would close back up and he"d have to really shove it hard for it to get back inside.  That brought a huge groan out of her every time he pulled out and pushed it back in.  After a while Olivia found she was getting tired of holding on with her one arm, and aiming her phone with the other.  Henry sensed her fatigue and offered to snap a few shots himself and give her a break.

"How about you get on the bed and I'll shoot you."

"Sounds awesome, and don't be afraid to shoot my face, since it's my camera and the video is for me," she offered as Henry eased her down and let his cock fall from her cunt.  "How do you want me?" Olivia asked as Henry stood there looking at the phone.

"Get on the edge of the bed on your hands and knees and face away from me."

"Oh cool, I love doggy-style."  Olivia pranced over to the bed and got up on all fours with Henry filming the whole way.

Man she looks so hot like that he thought as she assumed the position.  Looking at the screen he saw it was capturing her sexy hour-glass figure and her perfect ass.  I wonder if she"d let me fuck that ass?  So few women have ever let me do that.

Henry approached Olivia"s waiting pussy and from this position it looked like all she had was a pretty little bald slit.  Her cunt looked so immature, but wrapped around his cock, it felt better than any woman's he'd ever fucked before, and when you have a big cock like he had, that usually meant you"d had more than your share of women!  Leaning over, Henry spit a large gob of saliva right onto Olivia's pussy and even though she was already pretty damn wet, it still made for a nice piece of video to see his frothy saliva dripping down her pussy lips.

Olivia felt the spittle hit her pussy and didn't even bat an eye; she was used to guys using spit to lube their cocks, or lube her pussy, although it usually wasn't necessary since she was usually already pretty wet, or already so full of cum that it lubed her up for them.  The next thing she felt was his cock head as he rubbed the spit all over her pussy, it was very erotic when the guys played with her.  It was almost more fun than when they left her in charge.  She loved to be the object of their desire, and she loved it when they took command and did what they wanted with her, like now.

Olivia felt the pressure as Henry pushed his cock at her pussy opening, pushing back against him, Olivia felt her pussy give way and then the now-familiar feeling of his gigantic cock splitting her open.  He wasn't as gentle as she was with his big thing, taking it as her pussy would allow.  No Henry pushed hard and sunk in quickly, knocking the wind out of her for a second.  She felt his cock head but up against her cervix with force.  It drew a soft grunt from her, just enough to be momentarily painful, but not enough to injure her.  Olivia assumed he was testing the depth because he withdrew and pushed in again just as hard and just as deep.  He repeated with forceful entry and produced the same grunt every time from her.

"Babe, this video is going to rock," he said.  "My cock looks so huge going into your body, and your ass looks so fine from this position."

Olivia looked over her shoulder as Henry aimed her phone down at her ass, and occasionally aiming it up to capture her expression as he thrust particularly hard into her, catching the grimace on her face and the groan that escaped her lips.  "Ok, that sounds awesome," she added as he slammed home once again.  Olivia wanted to say something but didn't, the Queen wouldn't let her.  

She was here getting exactly what she wanted, to be fucked by a giant of a man with a thick cock to match.  She wanted this so badly and now she was getting it, and she deserved every little sensation she could get from it, pleasurable or otherwise.

Olivia felt Henry pick up the pace and increase the ferocity of his thrusting, this time it was hurting and although the Queen wouldn't let her stop him, she knew Henry would have to know he was hurting her, her moaning couldn't have sounded anything like pleasure at that point.  She could hear his breathing grow stronger and stronger and his own moans were increasing in frequency and volume.

"Ohhh, ohhhh, ohhhhh, ohhhh," Olivia groaned over and over again.  He was bashing the hell out of her pussy and Olivia was sure any second he was going to injure her.  It felt like he was going to push right through her cervix and into her uterus, if that was even possible.

"Oh God, here it comes.  Turn around and face me now!" he shouted.

Olivia felt Henry pull his cock out of her pussy and slap her on the ass as he shouted for her to turn around.  Olivia quickly spun around and flopped her ass down on the edge of the bed and faced him.  Henry was standing there fisting his massive cock with his left hand at a lightning pace and had it aimed right as her face, as he held the camera in his other hand, prepared to capture the whole thing on video.

"Open your mouth and don't move," he ordered.

Olivia had had guys cum on her face before and knew they liked that, so she made the sexiest face she could manage and waited for the inevitable.  She only had to wait a few more seconds before his cock erupted, spewing jet after jet of thick milky fluid out from the end like a hose.  It hit her all over as the first spurt hit high onto the top of her head with the trailing spray splattering down into her eye.   The second jet caught her right above the same eye and then splattered down her cheek.  Apparently Henry's aim, if he was shooting for her mouth, wasn't very good because it wasn't until his third shot that he connected and got some into her open cavity.  The two or three remaining squirts he shot straight into her mouth.

Henry kept stroking his cock trying to get every last drop into Olivia's mouth.  At this point he had the fat knob inside her mouth as he fisted away.  It was a beautiful sight to see, a beautiful blonde nymph with a face-full of cum and mouthful of cock.

"That was fucking sweet babe, now show me the cum," he said aiming the lens down towards her mouth.  Olivia opened up and showed her spermy mouth to the camera.  It may have only been her own camera, and it may have only been video for her own pleasure, but the whole thing left her so fucking horny that she was dying to get fucked hard again!

"Now swallow," Henry ordered.  Olivia gladly swallowed down Henry's seed and opened her mouth back up to show him it was all gone.

"Can we do that again?" Olivia asked in a very serious tone while staring up at her own camera.

Henry had a puzzled look on his face.  He expected the little slut to be a little scared now, he knew he'd fucked her pretty hard, and it would have been enough to scare away just about every other woman he'd ever met, and this little tramp was asking for more.  Truthfully, as much fun as it was fucking the little trollop once, he was nervous about getting busted fucking a girl who was so obviously under the age of eighteen.  So to ensure it would be a one-time thing, he'd gone a little too hard on her on purpose.  "Do what again?"

"All of it," Olivia replied as she grabbed onto Henry's wilting cock and sucked it into her mouth.  It was going soft fast and if the Queen was going to get her wish, she'd have to see what she could do about it.

Oh fuck he thought, what have I gotten myself into?

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Olivia finished getting dressed after taking a quick shower, and grabbed a towel to dry her hair.  Henry was lying there on the bed, still naked, watching her scurry about getting ready to go back home to her mother.  She was worn out and so was he.  She'd managed to suck him back to life, and even asked him to try and force his cock down her throat, just to see if she could manage it.  
After several gagging attempts and almost losing her lunch, Olivia decided to leave that feat for another day.  It was nearly four hours of fun spent with a guy that liked sex on the dark side somewhat.  Henry had fucked her pussy hard and with a lot of finger stretching, even managed to push his club of a cock up her ass.  Olivia was looking forward to regretting that decision during her bike ride home.  

"Thanks a lot Henry, that was just what I needed.  I was so horny and I was so looking forward to hooking up with you, but I do have one question, I don't remember seeing your picture in any of the emails I received," she stated as she lay there next to him on the bed.

"What emails?"

"From my emailed offer, to take my virginity.  You know, the other night at the motel when you met and fucked my friend.  I'd sent out the offer that day for free sex at the motel, to everyone that had emailed me back about taking my virginity. I don"t remember your picture and I deleted all the other ones who didn't send in a photo, so you had to be in the group that sent pictures and I don't remember seeing yours."

"I didn't reply to any email.  I was getting gas over at the 7-11 and some guy said he'd just fucked two broads over at the Seafarer, so me and every other guy in the store headed over to check it out.  When I got there, there was a line up outside the door.  I just butted my way through and got inside.  I fucked the little brunette because you had three guys going at once.  You looked hot by the way, but I was spent and I didn't feel like trying to but through the line twice.  I was lucky enough the first time that I didn't get lynched, I wasn't about to push my luck a second time.

Olivia stood there with her mouth agape.  Out of all the guys she and Stacy had fucked that night, a good chunk of them were obviously complete strangers who'd just heard that a couple of sluts were fucking guys for fun at the motel around the corner!  The whole thing was through word of mouth!  Man, that would be so easy, and so awesome!  I could just get Carl to rent me a motel room somewhere and then go tell a couple of guys I see at a local convenience store where I'd be, and the guys would line up to fuck me!  Why didn't I think of that before!  Oh my God!  "Wow Henry, I had no idea, I thought everyone that showed up had been guys I'd emailed that night.  Holy shit, it never even occurred to me that there were guys there that I hadn't contacted."

"So you were giving away your virginity online, and the other guys that were there were guys who'd replied back and wanted to fuck you?  And the other night I just happened to be in the right place at the right time?"

"Looks that way," Olivia said as she finished towel drying her hair.  She'd had to wash her hair, Henry had dumped too much cum into it for her to not to have to wash it.  Olivia figured it would be dry by the time she finished riding home, and if it was mess, she could always say her and her friends had sprayed each other down for fun.

"Lucky me.  So what's your story, are you some kinda sex nut or something?  And should I even ask how old you are?" Henry asked as he leaned back against the headboard of the bed, his flaccid cock laying across his thigh.  Even soft it was very impressive.

"I'm old enough to be able to handle that," she said pointing to his cock.  "And I'm just a very horny girl who likes to get fucked.  The more the merrier too."

"Well if you're looking, I'm sure I could round up a few roughnecks who'd like to give you a spin.  They aren't all as big as me of course, but I'm sure you wouldn't be complaining."

"There's a few stipulations that you'd need to respect, I live with my mom and she works afternoons, so if I do hang with you and your friends, I'd need to be home before eleven o'clock.   No rough stuff or anything else that would make her suspicious.  Other than that, pretty much everything goes as you've already found out."

"What about your friend, is she into this too?"

"Sort of, she goes along with whatever she's told to do, but she's not with the program the way I am.  I'm looking to fuck a lot of guys, she's not, but like I said, she gives in to what she's told to do.  

Don't ask me why it's that way, it just is," Olivia said as she finished drying her hair as best she could.  Grabbing her phone off the table, Olivia leaned over and kissed Henry on the cheek.  He let her this time and although he didn't turn in to kiss her on the lips, she wasn't too concerned.  She wasn't looking for an emotional bond with any of the guys, she'd learned that painful lesson with Justin, and wasn't looking to repeat the same thing twice.  Not that Henry measured up to Justin in the "hunk" category, the Queen wasn't looking for a boyfriend, she just wanted guys who could fuck her brains out, and Henry was that guy.

Closing the motel door and leaving Henry to himself, Olivia grabbed her bike and prepared to jump on, only to find Carl sitting out in the parking lot shaking his head, albeit with a grin on his face.

"So you're fucking guys on the side now huh?  What's the world coming to?" he asked with a fake laugh.

"Carl, how long have you been out here?" Olivia replied as she glided over to him, her pussy and asshole quivering from the sudden pressure.  Yup, my ride home is going to be fun.

"Long enough.  I peeked through the window a few times to make sure you were safe and holy shit that  guy's got a huge cock.  No wonder you went through with this even though you knew it would upset me."  

His fists looked a little clenched Olivia noticed.  He really is upset.  Is he concerned I didn't charge Henry and he's upset over missing out on his cut of the take?  Or is he jealous maybe?  Or is he upset about me taking charge of my own actions?  "I'm sorry Carl, but now you know why I did this.  I was really horny and I saw this guy with Stacy at the motel and I just really wanted to be with him."

"That's cool, I can't be mad at a dog being a dog."

"What's that supposed to mean?" Olivia said suddenly angry at his dog reference.

"You can't be mad at a puppy when he pees on the carpet, they all do it, it's in their nature.  You're the same way, I can't be mad at a slut for wanting to fuck a big cock.  It's in your nature.  I just have to accept it.  All I'm trying to do is protect my investment," Carl concluded.  He looked at his meal ticket in her after-fuck condition with her wet hair.  She always looked so good after sex, practically glowing.  And with the damp hair she looked positively delectable.  He couldn't stay mad at her for wanting to get fucked by such a big cock, who could blame her?  It was what she was, a huge slut.  "Come here and give me a hug and make old Carl feel better for being mad at himself over something as foolish as you fucking a guy with a bigger dick than me."

"Is that what this is all about?  Carl, don't be silly, I love your cock, it does marvelous things to my body.  I'd love to fuck it right now if I didn't have to get going home," Olivia said while glancing down at Carl's crotch.

"What time do you need to be home?"

"I guess around five," she said suddenly reading Carl's mind.  He was thinking he could get some sex and still have her home in time.

"Perfect, we have a good fifteen minutes.  Follow me," he said as he jumped into his car and started driving slowly through the parking lot.  

Olivia started pedaling quickly in order to follow Carl's car.  She could feel her pussy rubbing back and forth against her lacy underwear as her body slid back and forth on the vinyl bike seat.  Henry's hard fucking had left her a little sensitive down there.  The last of his cum had drained out during her quick shower so she actually had dry underwear for a change, although Olivia was suddenly sure Carl was about to change that.  Carl didn't cum on her, he always came in her.  It could be any of her holes, but he virtually always left his cum inside her body somewhere.

Olivia didn't have to ride far as Carl pulled around to the far end of the motel next to the dumpsters.  He was already out of his car and was looking behind the second of two dumpsters.  Braking to a halt, Olivia leaned her bike up against the wooden fence next to the dumpsters, and walked around by where Carl was standing.

"This ought to do, nobody will see us back here," Carl said, motioning Olivia over to where he was standing.  Olivia walked over and saw a small gap between the fence and the dumpsters, just enough room for Carl, but plenty of room for her.  Carl grabbed her by the waist and moved her over in front of him, pushing her back into the gap.  "Pull your shorts down doll and let me see that pussy.  I want to see if that big ole' cock you just got fucked by, tore you up at all."

Olivia popped the button and unzipped her shorts, and slid them down off her hips and then down her thighs.  She did it slowly because she knew Carl loved her body, and especially her legs.  She turned around and slowly pushed the shorts all the way down to her ankles, keeping her ass high in the air.  

"Oh baby, you know how to put on a show don't you?  Fuck you're so hot.  Now grab onto that wall and let me check out your pussy."

Olivia grabbed onto the worn wooden fence and felt Carl's thick fingers run along her puffy slit.  Her pussy was a little swollen from Henry's assault.  Their last fuck was a long one, and she spent the entire time on her back with her legs pushed up around her head.  Henry had knelt in front of her and pounded as much of his cock into her pussy as he could fit inside her.  She'd rethought her previous conclusion and was sure Henry had stretched her cunt out lengthwise too, as it seemed like he was pushing so much more of his cock inside her pussy with every thrust.

She felt his finger push inside and even though she knew she was cum-free, her pussy was quite wet.  She'd been fucked silly for almost three hours by Henry's enormous cock, and here she was getting wet all over again in anticipation of getting fucked some more by Carl's cock.

"Oh baby, you"re swelled up nicely, that should feel really nice when I stuff my cock in you."

"Ooh Carl, you really know how to sweet-talk a girl don't you," she mocked.  She could feel Carl's finger rotating around and pushing in and out.  He was really working her pussy good, feeling every square inch of the inside of her cunt.

"I just love your pussy baby, I'm all hard and ready to go just from your little show there and from how sweet your pussy feels on my finger.  Stay just like that," Carl directed as he opened up his pants and pulled out his erect cock.  

Olivia did as she was told and waited for her pussy to be filled up with cock once again today.

Rubbing a little spit on the purple knob, Carl leaned forward and pressed his cock up against her bald slit and slipped it inside, drawing a low moan from the blonde vixen.

Olivia felt Carl start slamming his cock home right away.  His meaty hands gripping her on both sides of her hips.  He was digging his fingers into her flesh as he seated his thick cock into her hole, plundering it in full to the root with every thrust.  There was no preamble, no getting used to it, he was fucking her hard and fast and it seemed like he wanted to spill his cum into her pussy as quickly as he could.

"Baby, I've never been able to get this much of my cock into your pussy before.  I think that guy really stretched you out good.  I mean you still feel nice and tight around my pole, but I've never been able to get my whole cock into you before.  I like it!" he said excitedly.  Carl looked down and there was nothing but his pubic hair showing as he bottomed out over and over again.  Just his scraggly grey pubic hair meeting up with her smooth bald pussy, over and over again.  He could feel his cum welling up in his balls and he knew she'd be leaking his seed out the whole ride home.  

He loved it, the thought of his little blonde slut going home to her mommy with his cum stuffed up her sweet little cunt.

Olivia braced herself against the fence as Carl continued fucking her cunt.  She'd only had two orgasms with Henry, not what she was used to.  He'd been more interested in pleasing himself and using her body, and that was ok too.  Olivia was enjoying the moment right now with Carl, and thought maybe she'd have time to get that much needed third orgasm.  Olivia's mind was at ease, 

even now as she was getting fucked behind a dumpster.  She was focusing on the simple act of sex and realized she was a slave to it now.  Even getting fucked behind a dumpster was a treasured moment and the very thought of what she was willing to do to get that much needed fuck made her very horny.  Pulling one hand off the fence, Olivia reached down and started rubbing her clit.  It felt amazing and was just what she needed.

Henry had kept her busy moving from position to position, most of the time denying her the simple act of pleasuring herself.  It seemed as good as he was at fucking, he really wanted the whole encounter to be about his pleasure and hers, unimportant.  

Olivia rubbed away at her clit and felt her orgasm quickly approaching, and knew Carl would hold off his own cum, so that she could have hers.  He was a very selfless lover that way and she admired him for it, maybe even loved him for it.  

Olivia moaned through her orgasm and pressed her fingers tightly against her clit as her orgasm rolled through her.  Carl never stopped thrusting into her pussy as her knees nearly buckled from the intensity of her orgasm; his strong hands holding her up and pulling her pussy back onto his thick cock.

As her orgasm began to subside, Olivia felt Carl give one last thrust into her pussy and then held his cock deep within her as he spewed his seed.  She could feel the throbbing of his cock and knew he was filling her up.  A smile spread across her face as she welcomed his semen into her body, and turning her head, she wanted to catch the expression on his face.  He looked as happy as she felt, his smile matching her own, his knowing smile meant he knew he'd offered her the ultimate compliment to her sexiness, or sluttiness, depending on how she looked at it, a pussy full of his cum.  

"Boy I missed your pussy.  Don't ever make me go more than a day without letting me inside you, please baby.  I missed fucking you yesterday, and I thought I was going to miss fucking you again today.  I guess maybe that's why I was a little ticked off back there, I just missed you."

Standing back up as Carl's rapidly deflating cock slipped from her cunt, Olivia turned around and wrapped her arms around Carl's beefy shoulders.  "Carl, why didn't you just say so?  You know you can have me anytime you want, well except for when I'm with my mom," she said standing there with her arms wrapped around him, still naked from the waist down, her swollen pussy trapping Carl's cum within the her depths of her heated pussy.

"Aww, I was a little embarrassed to admit that I missed you that much, but thanks kid.  You sure know how to make an old man feel good inside.  Now let's get that sweet ass back home to momma.  Pull them shorts up and let's get out of here."

Olivia was expecting that as she broke her embrace from Carl, and knelt down to grab her underwear and shorts that were still around her ankles.  His sperm was still traveling down her chute towards her labia, and Carl expected her to get her underwear up before it had a chance to drip out.  It didn't bother her, and in fact she rather enjoyed it.  It was part of being a slut, Olivia enjoyed the feel of a man's cum spilling into her cunt, and relished being filled up with it.  A leaking pussy was like a badge of honor to a true slut, and she was the queen of the sluts.  "Carl?" Olivia asked.

"Yeah babe, what is it?" he asked as he stuffed his wilted cock back into his pants.

"Thanks," she said as she stood on her tippy toes and reached up to kiss him on the lips.  Why she enjoyed kissing Carl was a mystery, but there she stood making out with him while his cum slowly dribbled out of her pussy.

"You ok kid?" he asked as they broke their prolonged kiss.  

"I feel great now.  Thanks again Carl.  You know exactly how I like to be treated, and I think I love you for it," she said and hugged him again.

Carl sensed the warning signs again but couldn"t ignore them forever.  "Thanks kid, I care about you too and that's exactly why I came here today, to make sure you were safe, and taken care of, in 
my own special way," he said with a smirk and a gentle pat on her behind.  "Now you better get going home now, before your mother starts to worry."

"Ok, see ya Carl.  I'll call you tomorrow after my mom leaves for work.  We'll do something ok?" she said as she walked around Carl's car and jumped onto her bike.  As her pussy pressed down onto the padded seat, she felt the gooey wetness of Carl's sperm that had leaked into her panties squish against her pussy as the two became intimately engaged once again.  

"I got plans for you tomorrow kid, rest up!" he said as he climbed behind the wheel of his old Crown Vic.

Olivia pedaled home, her mind and body satiated for the moment, a permanent smile plastered across her face the whole ride home.

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Olivia felt at ease for the rest of the night, even if she was stuck at home with her mom.  Her afternoon of sex was just what she"d been longing for all morning.  Her pussy tingled for hours after she"d returned home, a constant reminder of what she"d been up to during her hours away from her mom.  Carl's crusty semen glued to the crotch of her panties added to the reminder.

She felt a pang of guilt every once in a while when a particular moment of her day came to mind.  A moment spent with Henry or Carl, and when that moment made her smile, it made her feel guilty that her mother thought she was at her friend Emily's house.  Safe and otherwise doing benign things that tween girls did, not sacked out in a cheap motel with a giant of a man with an enormous cock sawing in and out of her precious daughter's pussy.  Or getting fucked behind a dumpster by a fiftyish year old man.  Yeah, she felt guilty, but not too guilty.  Not guilty enough to stop what she was doing.

Olivia went to bed with that same smile still plastered across her face, knowing that today had started out slow, but ended with a lot of fun, and that tomorrow would be another new adventure, with hopefully more new cocks to feed her addiction.

to be continued....

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