Chapter 15

	"What an asshole, my pussy's worth more than thirty or forty bucks, isn't it?" Stacy asked.  "Hey, cab driver, how much would you pay
to fuck my pussy?"
	"Miss, are you asking a serious question?" the man behind the wheel asked. Eyeing the two girls, they looked like they were barely in their teens, but they also looked and smelled like they just mopped up a whore house.
	"In your current condition, maybe fifty bucks.  Cleaned up, we'd have to see, likely more," he replied.  "Why, you offering?"
	"I never turn down a dick, especially if he's willing to pay," Stacy added.
	"Stacy, haven't you had enough today already?" Olivia asked.
	"Had enough?  Coming from you, that's funny.  How many guys have you fucked in the last week?  Two hundred?  Three hundred?" Stacy joked.  
	But underneath the joke, there seemed to be a tone that Olivia had never heard come from her best friend before.  Was it the expectation that she'd be making money for her fucking and was disappointed at the total?  Stacy had fucked tons of guys for fun and for free, and never batted an eye at it.  Now that she was doing it for money and drugs, she suddenly felt her pussy had a price tag on it?  And a high one at that too!
	Grabbing her baggy of coke, Stacy scooped up a little with her fingernail and sniffed it up her nose.  Her pussy was sore and she was coming down hard from her afternoon gang-bang and needed a little pick-me-up.  "Want some Liv?"
	"Sure, why not," she replied and imitated her friend's method by snorting some up off her fingernail.
	"You girls better not be doing drugs in my cab!  I'll throw your asses out of here and good luck getting home safely in this part of town!" he shouted as he glared through the rear view mirror.
	"Sorry, won't happen again," Olivia replied glancing over at her friend; stifling a giggle at the same time.  Stacy had the same goofy expression on her face as the humor of the moment faded and the drugs kicked in.  It wasn't much of a hit, but it felt good just the same.
	Pulling into the driveway, Olivia couldn't wait to get into the shower and get cleaned up.  The last thing she wanted was for Reed to see her caked in dried cum.  It was everywhere, clumps in her hair, white flakes plastered all over her skin; it itched and pulled at her skin like glue.
	Stacy made a deal with the cabbie to pay for their fare and to cover a ride home in exchange for a quick fuck.  Both girls dashed inside for a quick shower, Olivia on the main floor, Stacy in the basement shower.
	The hot water felt great as it washed away the day's activities.  Olivia stood with her eyes closed and let the water cascade down her back, its searing heat felt amazing as it peeled off the layers of cum that had dried on her golden skin.  "I could stay in here forever," she thought as she let her mind drift away while the rivulets of water flowed all over her.  
	The hot water made her piercings a little tender, but overall, it was one of the most pleasant parts of her day so far.  "I wonder what Reed wants to do tonight?" she thought as she finished soaping up her body, making sure she gave her pussy and asshole a good scrubbing.   
        Her boobs really had grown more she realized as she lathered the soap around them, feeling their new larger shape, bumping her new diamond studs in the process.  The studs made her nipples almost permanently erect which did nothing to still her overactive libido.  Even after their busy afternoon, she still had a hunger for more sex and the accompanying orgasms.  "That coke really gives me awesome orgasms," she thought as she finished rinsing off the soap and relished the steamy water as it returned her body to its pristine state, ready to be soiled again.
	Wrapping a towel around her torso, Olivia wasn't entirely surprised to hear the sound of sex coming from the living room as she spied Stacy "paying" the cab driver for his services.  Stacy was fresh from the shower herself and surely there would be a wet body print on the sofa after she was done.  "That girl will fuck anyone, anytime," Olivia thought as she headed for her room and dropped the towel in front of her mirror.  "Damn I do look hot with these diamond studs," she said aloud, twisting and turning her body, checking her figure out from all angles.  
        Her tits were getting pretty fucking big as she hefted one in each hand, and heavy too!  She knew it was from the pills Dr. Sanders had given her and obviously they were the same hormone pills Stacy was taking, but the question remaining was, "Do I stop taking them, or keep going and see just how big and beautiful they get?"  Thinking back to her mother's tits and how huge and beautiful they looked when she was in the bathtub after the beach house orgy, Olivia was at a crossroads.  They were spectacular as they were, and she loved them, but how much bigger would they get and would she be happy with what she had if she knew she could keep taking the pills and get to be as big as her 
mother?
        It was only a two week supply she started with, and if she doubled them up as her mother suggested, she'd be done them in another day or two.  What harm could another day or two do?  It's not like they'd balloon up past DD's in that short a time could they?  It was hard for her to think beyond the urges her hormone driven mind controlled.  The simple things that should have been going through her mind were: "What will my other friends think when school returns and I come back as a gigantic-titted slut?  What if I get pregnant from fucking all these guys?  What if I get hooked on this cocaine and what will I do to kick it?"  None of these things registered at the moment, as she gazed at her reflection in the mirror.  The only thing that registered was sex, how good she looked and how it would help her get all the sex she needed to keep her body happy.  She also thought about her good she looked naked and how it would keep her stocked with the drugs her body was increasingly craving."Speaking of craving," she thought, maybe now is a good time for a little snort.  
	Searching through her closet for the sweater within which she hid her stash, Olivia pulled out the magic powder and poured a little out onto her nightstand.  A cut-up drinking straw did the trick as the powder hit her sinuses.  "Fuck that feels amazing," she whispered aloud as her body suddenly felt alive again, her neurons firing as the drugs hit her brain.  The tiredness that her shower was unable to wash away, was quickly fading as the cocaine worked its magic.  Hugging her arms across her chest as the warmth worked its way through her, Olivia's hands rubbed against her nipples sending sparks shooting straight down to her pussy.  Her body was calling to her again, and it needed attention.  The pills and the drugs would give it to her, give her the massive orgasms that fed her sexual addiction.  
	"The pills!"  Olivia remembered she hadn't had her pills yet this evening.  Striding out naked from her room, Olivia floated down the hallway in her high condition and headed into the kitchen and popped open the lid of her bottle of pills, there was five left.  "Aw fuck it," she said as she popped the last five pills into her mouth and grabbed a bottle of water from the fridge and washed them down.  That made nine pills for the day, nearly as many in one day as she'd had since Dr. Sanders had given them to her.  "I wonder what that's going to do for me?" she laughed as she imagined waking up in the morning with tits as big as basketballs.  She giggled at the thought as she grabbed onto her large mammaries and gave her nipples a pinch.  "Fuck yeah, that's what I need," she moaned as the sparks from her nipples fired off the familiar twinges she had learned to live for.
	Turning to head for her room and her collection of sex toys to scratch her itch, Olivia noticed a note her mother had left a note on the table.  
	"Don't forget to eat something!  Love, Mom."  
	Funny, the drugs had pretty much killed her appetite since all she'd had to eat since breakfast was ten or twenty loads of man cum and she wasn't even feeling very hungry.  Grabbing a bowl of cereal, Olivia wandered back out into the living room and watched as the cabbie finished shooting his load into Stacy's pussy.
	Olivia sat down on the love seat cross-legged and watched as the cabbie climbed up off her best friend, pulling his wilting cock from her bald beaver.
	"Wow, your tits are amazing.  Can I give `em a feel?"
	"Yeah, I guess," Olivia replied as she spooned in another bite of cereal.
	Standing behind her, he leaned over and gently grabbed onto each of her breasts.  His rough and calloused hands were actually quite gentle as he massaged her thick breast tissue, his fingers avoiding teasing the nipples directly.  Olivia leaned back as he worked his hands around her breasts, their sensitivity magnified by the big dose of hormones and coke as she sighed at his touch.
	"Oh yeah, that feels so nice," Olivia purred as the hands of the anonymous man worked her into a frenzy.  His fingers were suddenly on her nipples, rolling the diamond studs back and forth as he pinched and squeezed her sensitive nubs.  Rolling her head back, she could see the man's soft cock at the same level as the back of her head.  Dropping her cereal bowl to the floor, Olivia pushed her back up against the back of the love seat, her head going over the back of the couch, her breasts and nipples pointing up towards the ceiling.  Picking her feet up onto the seat, Olivia continued pushing her body up and over the couch until her head dipped backwards, her view completely inverted.
	Reaching out, Olivia grabbed onto the man's penis and pulled it towards her waiting mouth while he continued to massage her breasts.  Suckling the soft tool, Olivia could taste her friend's vaginal secretions coating his manhood as she felt it stir to life.  The inverted position allowed her to easily suck his growing length into the back of her mouth and into her throat as it filled with blood.  Grabbing his hips, she encouraged him to rock his hips forward and back, fucking his cock in and out of her throat, all the while sparks were shooting from her tits as he toyed with her hard nipples.  Her moans around his cock expressed her gratitude at his manipulation of her tits.
	Picking up the pace, the cabbie thrust in and out, the outline of his cock visible as it pressed into the throat of the beautiful blond girl splayed out over the back of the couch.  He really wanted to fuck her sweet looking pussy, but this was a throat fuck he'd likely never experience again and was content to finish off down her gullet.  He watched as the good looking brunette climbed off the other couch and approached the love seat.
	Olivia was in her element as she felt the smooth skin sliding in and out of her mouth, her tongue providing friction as the bulbous head poked in and out of her throat.  She was skilled in the art of sucking cock and sensed that she would be rewarded momentarily with the creamy prize.  
	Olivia felt hands on her legs and knew Stacy was up to something.  The hands pushed her legs far apart and lifted her hips into the air, her ripe pussy spread wide.  The wet warmth was her first indication her friend had latched her mouth onto her pussy.  Stacy's tongue bathed her pussy from top to bottom as she settled into toying with her clitoris, and sucked gently on her tender folds.  Olivia was already well on her way to cumming and now she was going to blow big.  The tongue on her clit danced around and around, sending intense feelings surging throughout her body as her orgasm welled up ready to blast her with that which she had become an addict to.
	Her body surged as the orgasm ripped through her.  The moaning and groaning emanating from her throat massaged the cabbie's cock into giving up his load as shot after shot of ropey cum slid down her throat.  Her tongue wrapping around the shaft of the cock as the pulsations slowed down.  Her lips applying a gentle seal as she sucked at the last drop from the tip as he pulled his cock from her talented mouth.
	"That was fucking amazing," the cabbie huffed out as he dragged his wilting cock across the blond girl's face, a slime trail beginning at the edge of her mouth and ending up on her cheek followed his retreating cock.  
	"I agree," said a male voice that Olivia instantly recognized.
	"Steve, what are you doing here?" Olivia asked as she rolled over and spotted Reed's kid and the guy responsible for turning her into a mega-slut.  Katy was standing next to him, her jaw slightly ajar as she held his hand.
	"Dad sent me over to give you a message since you weren't answering your cell phone.  Now I know why.  He said for me to tell you to come over in ten minutes."
	"Ok," Olivia said slumping back down onto the loveseat, wiping the string of cum from her cheek.
	"I assume that's your cab out front," he said looking at the cabbie who was rapidly stuffing his cock back into his pants.  "These girls are both twelve so get out of here before I call the cops."
	"Holy shit!" he yelped as he busted for the door, running for his cab.
	"Well there goes my ride home," Stacy commented.
	"Ha, ha, that was hilarious.  Don't worry about it, Katy and I are going over your house later anyway, you can tag along with us."
	"Cool."
	"So what have my two little sluts been up to since I last saw you a couple days ago?  How many guys have ya fucked so far?" Steve asked as he viewed the two girls.  Their nakedness was partially hidden by the back of the love seat, although neither made a move to cover themselves up.
	"I don't know, since when?" Stacy asked as she crawled up from between Olivia's legs into a seated position on the love seat.  
        Apparently all of the cabbie's cum had dripped from her pussy onto the hardwood floor and she assumed it was safe to sit down finally.  "We each fucked like fifty guys today.  Yesterday, like maybe five for me.  What about you Liv?"
	"I don't know, I didn't really count.  Like maybe ten I guess," Olivia replied as she sat upright exposing her voluptuous breasts.
	"Wow, you girls have some glitter on your tits, lemme see," Steve said.
	Olivia thrust her chest out on command as Steve stepped up and grabbed onto both of her nipples, giving them a squeeze eliciting a "mmmm" from the girl.
	"Nice, and they're bigger too, I like it.  Still taking those hormone pills?"
	"Yeah, actually I just took the last ones tonight," Olivia replied.
	"Ones?" Stacy inquired.  "You took more than one?"
	"Yeah, my mom still thinks they're anti-inflammatories, so she said it was safe to start doubling them up, so I did even though we know they aren't."
	"Cool, I'm gonna do that when I get home so my tits grow faster," Katy said.
	"Me too," Stacy added.
	"Are you going to take more Olivia?  Those are beautiful and big, but I bet they'd look awesome if you went bigger," Steve commented as he continued fondling Olivia's breasts like it was a perfectly normal thing to do.
	"I'm not sure, I'm up to a D-cup and I'm not sure I want to go any bigger."
	"Fuck yeah, go bigger," Steve added.
	"They look hot, I hope mine get that big," Katy offered.
	Steve's fondling was sending sparks right down to Olivia's pussy, making her realize that she needed a good fucking.  Which made her think of Reed and that he wanted her to come over in ten minutes, which brought the conversation to an end as she scurried off to her bedroom to get ready.  From her bedroom Olivia shouted, "Did your dad say anything about what to wear?"
	"Nope, but you know me, I like something slutty!" he shouted back.
	Olivia grabbed one of the new skirts she'd bought at the mall, one of her new bra's and a tight t-shirt.  As she grabbed for a g-string, she spotted her jar of meth cream realizing she hadn't used it since yesterday morning.  "What the hell," she said as she scooped up two fingers worth and jammed it into her slit.  Working the cream in, Olivia felt the surge from the meth add to her still-present coke high.  "Whatever his plans are for me, I'll be high as a kite doing it," she thought as she stepped into the black g-string and slid the flimsy material up her toned thighs and snugged it up against her slick pussy.  
	Quickly throwing on her remaining clothing, Olivia blow dried her hair and put on a fairly heavy application of makeup.  It was on the verge of being too much and entering into the realm of "slutty" but not quite.  Throwing on one of her new pairs of wedges to complete the outfit, Olivia elevated her height by a good four inches and made her calves look high and tight.  Glancing in her mirror, Olivia was pleased with how hot she looked and hoped Reed would think the same.
	Waltzing into the living room Olivia asked, "How do I look?"
	"You look fucking hot!" said Stacy.
	"You're so beautiful," Katy said.
	Steve just whistled as he knew his honest answer would probably upset his new "girlfriend" but truthfully, he wanted to drop the gorgeous blond on the floor and fuck her until his cock fell off.  She was his dad's for tonight but hopefully soon he could get back into that delicious cunt.  It'd been three days since he last fucked her, three days too long.  At least he could take solace in knowing he had created this super-slut and that he could still have her anytime he wanted.
	"Don't forget we still have that bachelor party Alfred wants us to work tonight," Stacy said as Olivia herded everyone for the door.
	"Oh shit yeah, I forgot."
	"No prob, just have your phone handy and tell Alfred where you need to be picked up at."
	"My phone, oops," Olivia said as she hustled back to her room grabbing her purse and her phone and as she did that, thought of her stash and went a grabbed the little baggy of coke from her closet.  Dropping the small baggy into her purse, Olivia noticed that she had used up a good portion of what DeShawn had left for her.  "I hope I can get some more tonight from Alfred," she thought as she scooted back towards the living room and ushered the whole group outside before locking the door behind her.  Out she went into the night for another night of fucking, her high-heeled wedges making her travel slightly more difficult than the usual flat sandals she liked to wear as her light skirt fluttered behind her.
	Crossing the driveway onto Reed's property, Olivia headed for the front door as she watched Steve, Katy and Stacy head in the side door.  It had only been a week since she had crossed that very threshold and entered into her life of constant sex, thanks to Steve's blackmailing.  It was funny, at first she had had been the victim, forced to have sex, and now here she was seeking out her own gratification, fucking strangers for fun, for the excitement of it, and now for money and drugs.  It was sad in a way that she had gone down this path willingly.  
        She hadn't been forced to make this choice, it was her own, and here she was excited at the prospect of what her neighbor, who was old enough to be her father, might have planned for her.   
	The strange and bizarre world of sex she had experienced had brought new revelations and new levels of pleasure she hadn't thought possible.  Every act, every new partner had brought with it a sense of discovery, something new and exciting she hadn't felt before.  
        Where there should have been regret and doubt, there was only a unique desire to push the limits and she what she could accomplish next.  
        The orgasms she lived for fueled her curiosity and her drive to continue down this path.  Where it might lead she had no idea.  There had been no penalty for her actions and her behavior.  It was a joy ride, and one she wanted to keep riding as long as possible.
	Knocking on the front door, Olivia's thoughts had gotten her all worked up at the possibilities that lay before her for this evening.  In the back of her mind she wondered if popping all those hormone pills had been such a good idea, but the idea was fleeting as the meth and coke still worked through her body.
	"Hey beautiful, come on in.  We have a big evening planned and I have some surprises for you.  Come on," Reed said as he whisked her inside and straight down the hallway to his bedroom.  Her skirt fluttered up exposing her golden thighs in his haste to get the evening started.
	"I've been a busy boy lately as you'll soon find out," he said as he twirled her around and enveloped her in his strong arms, kissing her on the lips passionately.  Olivia returned the kiss and wrapped her arms around the big man as she felt butterflies in her stomach from the intimate embrace.
	"We don't have a lot of time, we need to get to the party in about twenty or thirty minutes and I want a few minutes of you to myself before we go."
	"What party?" Olivia asked as Reed broke their embrace and gently pushed her back towards the bed.
	"A graduation party for a friend of mine's son, you're the graduation present."
	"Oh," was all she said like that was a normal thing to do, give away your neighbor's pussy as a prize.
	"Alright lay back and lift your knees up and spread your legs sweetheart, I have some work to do," Reed said as he watched the beauty follow his instructions.  She was easily the sexiest thing he'd ever seen and to watch her lying there like that on his bed was enough to make him cum in his pants.  Her long golden hair spread out onto his bed from around her head, her large breasts piled high atop her chest, heaving in time with her breath, her silky thighs spread showing her supple ass cheeks, split by a thin strip of cloth that covered what he knew to be the most gorgeous little pussy he'd ever seen.  He so wanted to pile shot after shot of cum into her depths, fill her up with cum until she flowed like a river.  He couldn't explain it, maybe it was an instinctual male thing to want to possess a female and pour your seed into her over and over again.  Either way, he had been thinking about it constantly over the last two days, and was the basis for the first part of his plan.
	Pulling the thin g-string aside, he was reminded of how sweet this little pussy really was, with its golden tuft of hair on top of her mons, the silky little down that surrounded her labia.  The labia minora were still developing and were still hidden mostly by the surrounding majora.  In time they would develop and would protrude and eventually give her that womanly look, but right now, they were perfect just the way they were.
	Grabbing the flashlight and the necessary instruments, Reed went to work.
	Olivia's head was swimming as Reed began playing with her pussy, he was rubbing something cool and slippery around the entrance to her hole and felt him sticking his fingers in there.  Then something hard which she thought might have been that plastic tube again.  
        She could feel the cool breeze on her inner tissues again as the hard object pushed deeper into her vagina.  She had felt this before when he had played with her cervix and then when he had put the snake into her.  That had been really weird, but it had given her a tremendous orgasm which she was really starting to crave.  Everything with Reed had been new and ultimately rewarding as he had made her cum harder than anyone had been able to achieve.  Not even the creepy old man from the porn shop had made her cum as hard as Reed could.
	Olivia could feel something blunt pushing up against the back of her pussy and knew he was playing with her womb again.  She felt the deep pressure again as he was pushing something inside of her.  If not for the drugs and her arousal, it might have been considered painful as the pressure continued to build.  She looked up and he was deep in concentration as he tinkered between her legs.  Suddenly the pressure was gone and she could see him pulling the turkey baster out from between her legs and grab a silver metal instrument and direct it at what she knew to be her pussy.
	The pressure had returned again, only this time she could barely feel it as she could hear Reed mumbling under his breath. Whatever he was doing, he seemed pretty pleased with himself as he stood up and gently pulled the silver instrument and the thick round tube from her pussy.
	"Sweet, it looks like a thing of beauty," he said.
	"What does?"
	"Uh, it's a plug, of sorts."
	"A plug, for what?"
	"It'll keep the semen out of your uterus so you can't get pregnant."
	"I haven't had my period yet so I can't get pregnant."
	"Oh yeah, you're right," he agreed, although he knew it was a lie.  With all the cum that was being dumped into her pussy these days, she'd get knocked up the first time she ovulated he reasoned.  "This ought to do two things to satisfy my perversion," he thought.  Reed had sought the help of a friend who was an engineer and helped him create this little invention.  It was a tapered hollow silicone rubber tube with a flat head surrounding the one end.  The opening was about half an inch wide and the flat head was about an inch wide.  The tube itself was close to three inches long and had little rubber feet along the outer sides, much like an anchor you'd use for anchoring screws into drywall.
  	He'd inserted it into her cervical opening which effectively would give any semen shot into her vagina, a straight shot into her womb.  Her baby maker would be bathed in every drop of cum shot into her pussy.  The length of the tube would penetrate nearly to the end of her womb, effectively trapping nearly as much semen as her womb could hold.  He assumed the presence of the intruder would work like an IUD so even though she'd be bathing the walls of her uterus in semen, it would prevent her from getting pregnant too.  "A double bonus!" he thought.
	"Now, to give it a try," he said as he dropped his pants and fished out his steely cock, the pre-cum had been leaking the whole time he'd been playing with her pussy so it was lubed up and ready to go.
	Olivia watched as Reed directed his large cock at her pussy.  She had grown an attachment to the man and his talented tool and had been thinking about fucking him all day.  He somehow knew exactly what she needed and right now, she needed a good hard fucking.  The soft head felt warm as it brushed up against her folds, pressing into her softness.  Despite engulfing cock after cock as little as an hour ago, none had filled her up like this club was starting to do.  It split her open like few others as she felt inch after inch slowly penetrate into her hungry depths. "Oh yeah, that's it, that's what I needed," she sighed as the big cock plumbed her canal as deeply as she could handle.
	Reed pounded into the young girl's pussy with the eagerness that nearly forty-eight hours of abstinence had produced.  Her pussy felt like a hot velvet vice as it hugged his cock.  It was slick and hot and felt better than any other pleasure he'd ever experienced in his life.  He could feel the little silicone rubber plug bumping up against the tip of his cock with every deep push.  He'd planned on sticking it into her pussy last night, but was disappointed when he saw her come home with the big black guy.  He'd been disappointed that she hadn't come home earlier, or alone, as he'd really wanted to sink into her pleasure hole, but she had a life of her own and after talking to the black guy once he'd woke him up, he'd found out she was hooking for the guy's boss.  Apparently she really enjoyed doing it too, so who was he to get in the way?
	He could feel the cum churning in his balls, itching to bust out as he imagined it spilling into her womb directly from the tip of his cock.  The moaning coming from the little hotty was getting him going too, she loved getting fucked by his big cock and he knew it.  She certainly didn't seem to have any inhibitions in either her vocal eruptions, or with her actions as her fingernails dug deeply into his ass cheeks pulling as hard as she could with every forward thrust.  His thoughts about cumming directly into her womb overloaded his urge to hold out to prolong the pleasure, as he felt the seed start to fire down the length of his nine inch cock.
	Pressing his cock-head up against the rubber opening, Reed felt a torrent of cum blast from the tip of his cock as shot after shot fired down the length of the tube directly into Olivia's waiting uterus, coating her most precious place with his potent seed.  Forty-eight hours of pent up cum lashed out sinking into her baby-maker.
	"Babe, I just love fucking your sweet body," he said as the last pulses of his ejaculating cock expanded her snug tube.  "We need to roll," he said as he pulled his manhood from her silken hole and slid her g-string back into place over her pink slit.
	Olivia piled into the passenger seat of Reed's car as he drove over to the party he mentioned they would be going to.  He only drove a few short blocks and a confused look appeared on her face as they pulled into a driveway she recognized.  "Reed, I know this house, one of the boys I go to school with lives here!"
	"I wondered about that but don't worry, I'm already ahead of you," he said as he pulled out a beautiful painted mask and handed it over.  The mask was of a woman's face and it was painted to look very realistic.  "Nobody will know who it is they're having sex with.  It was commonly done by royalty for hundreds of years, so that the rich old married broads could have fun without anyone finding out.  Put it on and let's go."
	Olivia's head was spinning, so many things were going through her head at that moment, "Am I really going to have to fuck one of my schoolmates?  The same guy who nearly raped me on the floor in the hallway at the mall, what if he figures out it's me, even with the mask on?"   Adding to the confusion was why her crotch wasn't soaked through and through with Reed's cum.  Any girl who's pulled her underwear on right after getting cummed into, knows it's just a matter of time before you end up with a soggy crotch.  "Didn't Reed cum in me?  I thought he did, it seemed like it anyway."  Whatever the answer, she didn't have much time to ponder it as Reed led her up the drive to the door and into the house of the boy Jake, who'd nearly raped her the day before at the mall.  
	The house was packed with teenage boys, Olivia knew Jake had an older brother in high school and it looked like it was mostly his friends, but she recognized boys that went to her school too.  She was going to get fucked by her schoolmates and hopefully, no one would know it but her.  It was actually kind of sexy as she thought about it.  She'd have intimate knowledge of her schoolmates and she'd be the only one who would know it.
	As Reed led the way into the boisterous and crowded living room, a voice shouted out, "Hey Reed, over here!" Olivia felt Reed's strong hand grasp hers and lead her through the throng towards the middle of the room.  A hush fell over the room as the boys took notice of the girl with the killer body and the mask over her face.  
	"What's with the mask?" Jake's dad asked, eyeing her body from bottom to top.
	"She's a few months shy of eighteen and we don't want anyone getting in trouble with the law if you know what I mean," he replied.  "She fucks like a minx though so I guarantee a little thing like wearing a mask won't be an issue."
	"That kinda sucks but whatever.  Well let's get on with it.  How about a striptease in front here and then we'll take her in back and let my boys have a turn, then bring her out here and let the dogs loose on her."
	"Dogs?" Reed asked, his eyebrows raised at the comment.
	"The rest of the boys," he said waving his at the crowded room.  "Why would she really do my dogs too?"
	"I don't have any idea, ask her," Reed said looking at the young beauty.
	Olivia shook her head emphatically as she realized what she was being asked of her.
	"Too bad, I'd pay plenty extra for that.  Maybe some other time then," the man commented.
	Turning towards his oldest son he shouted, "Johnny, fire up the tunes, your Graduation present is going to give us a little dance before you get to bust her open.
	Olivia heard the music crank up load as she was pulled by the arm through the crowd over to a beat up looking coffee table, littered with beer bottles and rumpled up girlie magazines.  "This is Jake's home?  No wonder he's the way he is," she thought.
	With one swipe, Jake's dad Larry cleared the table's contents onto the floor.  "Get up there sweetheart and give us a show," Larry said as he grabbed her naked butt cheek under her skirt.  
	Whether it was the combination of the meth and the coke, or the nine hormone pills she'd swallowed today, or the nervous anticipation of having to fuck a house full of teenage boys, a significant number of them her schoolmates, the hand on her ass felt electric and made her pussy instantly gush.   Climbing up onto the table, Olivia looked around and saw every pair of eyes in the room glued to her body.  There was a hunger in the stares that she recognized, she'd seen it countless times before and it never failed to ignite her own desires.
	The music was thumping as she started swaying to the music, trying to find the beat over the cat calls and hoots from all the boys.  Memories of the stripteases she'd performed on stage at Alfred's club came flooding back as her body fell into a rhythm with the music.  It had been the same way when she had danced for the guys at the beach house, they had cheered her on and the lust in their eyes had been the biggest turn-on she had ever felt.  A grin spread across her face as she recalled teasing the guys with just a white t-shirt on over her bare breasts and then dousing herself with cold water, her breasts plainly visible, the water crinkling up her nipples.  They had gone wild for that and their reaction had just turned her on even more.  
	She'd fucked every one of those beach guys, and loved it.  Tonight would be no different as she gazed out through the mask at the lustful stares focused on her and her alone.  The Queen was taking over as her moves became more erotic, thrusting her chest out, her hands enveloping her full breasts, her hips gyrating causing the thin material to flip up showing some thigh.  The guys were loving every second of it, although the Queen suddenly wished she'd worn something sluttier to wear and wished she could take off the mask so the guys could appreciate her "total package".  She could make do with what she had on and besides, once the clothes came off, they'd lose their minds just like all the other guys had.
	Grabbing the hem of her t-shirt, Olivia slowly pulled her shirt up revealing her flat tummy, lifting it until just the bottom of her bra showed.  The guys went nuts as they started seeing some skin from the shapely dancer.  Teasing the shirt up and down, Olivia heard the guys start to chant "Take it off!  Take if off!", so with one swift move, pulled the t-shirt up and over her tits, working the tight neck up and over her mask and away from her long golden blond hair.  
	The sheer black bra hid nothing and the shouts and cheers erupted as her nipples and their adorned jewelry came into view.  
	"Sweet!"
	"Fuckin'A!"
	On it went with her admirers oohhhing and ahhhing from all around the room.  It was music to her ears as they worshiped her body, her sexuality, her obvious fuck-ability.  From there, the rest of the show went rather quickly as the Queen wanted to show off her charms and quickly stripped off her bra, her skirt and g-string, and danced around completely naked on the old coffee table.  She was in the zone and was drinking up their attention like it was a drug as she used every trick she'd learned from the strip club to tantalize the throng of young testosterone crazed teens.
	From the crowd, Jake stared at the hot body dancing before him and wondered what this girl would look like without the mask.  Physically the dancer reminded him of Olivia Hastings as he'd spent a fair amount of time the day before fondling her tits and pussy.  This one's tits were a little bigger and were pierced and therefore couldn't be Olivia's, and except for the ring through her clit hood, the golden haired pussy looked just like the one he'd barely sunk his cock into before getting busted by the mall security.  Well, he didn't get a chance to fuck Olivia's pussy, but he knew that he'd get a crack at this one tonight and he'd make up for yesterday's embarrassment by fucking this one as hard and often as he could.  Still, the long golden hair, the same pussy hair, the similarities were hard to ignore.
	Larry watched as his thousand-dollar present for his sons, danced on his coffee table.  The same table usually supported his porn magazine collection and the hotties they offered, but this girl was the hottest piece of ass he'd ever have on his coffee table, of that he was sure.  "Too bad about the stupid mask though, kind of a waste of money if you can't see the expression on her face when you slam your dick into her!" he thought.  "Fuck it, maybe I can fuck her up enough to get it off her," he reasoned as he waded through the crowd and down the hall towards the bathroom.  Grabbing a prescription bottle out of the medicine cabinet, he thought, "This ought to do the trick."
	"Johnny, time to get your present!" he shouted at his son.
	"Awesome!  Thanks dad, this is the best present a guy could ever get," Johnny replied.
	"It's a family tradition, my dad did the same for me," he said as he handed the glass of clear liquid to his son.  "Son, get her to drink this down, maybe it'll help her forget about that stupid mask and we can get her to lose it.  Besides, how is she going to suck a cock through the stupid thing.  A hot little slut like that ought to be able to suck the chrome off a bumper and with that mask in the way, that ain't gonna happen."
	"No problem dad, what is it?"
	"Vodka and a little something extra."
	"Give me a glass of vodka too, we'll do it as a shot so she won't be suspicious."
	"Clever boy!"
	Olivia was in the middle of giving the guys a pussy shot when she felt a hand on hers.  Turning around she was face to face with Jake's dad and he was shouting in her ear that it was time to "entertain" his son.  
	"Oh God, it's going to be Jake I just know it.  Oh well, it's not like I haven't fucked hundreds of other guys without a care in the world.  Why is it such a big deal that he's a schoolmate?" she wondered as she climbed down off the table and felt the strong hand pull her through the crowd.  Hands groped at her body as she was pulled from the room.  A hand from the crowd grabbed one of her boobs and although it didn't seem like it had grabbed it with too much force, it sure hurt.   Olivia realized as she received further gropes that her boobs were really tender as she was led down the hallway and into a distinctly boyish room with a teenage boy waiting for her.  
	"Phew, it's Jake's brother," she sighed in relief.
	"Hi there sweet thing.  How about doing a shot with me?" Johnny asked.
	"What is it?" Olivia asked through the mask.
	"Just a shot of vodka, it doesn't taste like anything.  Come on, do one with me."
	"Ok."
	"You're gonna have to lift your mask up a little.  On three, ready?  One, two, three."
	Olivia watched as the boy threw the entire contents of the glass into his mouth and swallowed it down.  Lifting the front of her mask, Olivia put the glass to her lips and threw the drink back.  It burned far worse than she thought it would as the liquid burned its way down her throat.  A few coughs and sputters and it was down, warming her all the way down to her tummy.
	"How about you and I get to know each other better," he said as he started unbuckling his belt and dropping his pants to the floor.  With a few seconds, he was completely naked, his semi-erect cock staring at her.  "Can you suck my cock and get me hard?"
	"This mask is really going to be a pain in the ass," Olivia thought as she realized she'd have to lift the mask up to get at his cock.  "Can you turn the lights off so I can take lift the mask up?"
	"Sure if it means I'll get my cock sucked," he said as he switched off the bedroom light.  The light from the hallway lit the room up just enough to see shadows and outlines.
	Lifting up the mask, Olivia got down on her knees and wrapping her fist around his cock, fed the end of it into her mouth.  On every down-thrust with her mouth, the mask would bump into the stomach of the boy pushing the mask back further each time.  "Fuck it, it's dark enough," she thought as she whipped off the mask and went to town giving the teen an unimpeded blowjob like he'd likely never had before.  Her well practiced mouth that had delivered hundreds of blowjobs in the last week, worked his pole expertly.  
	"Woah girl, I'm gonna cum if you keep that up.  I don't wanna cum in your mouth, maybe later, I wanna cum in your pussy so get up on the bed so I can fuck you now."
	Lying back on the bed, Olivia spread her toned legs giving the teen easy access to her cunt which he wasted no time plowing into.
	"Oh God, your pussy is so hot and wet, and fucking tight for a whore.  Jesus, where did my dad find you?  Fucking Christ, I'm gonna fuck you until I run out of cum."
	Olivia heard the endless stream of compliments about her pussy as his cock rammed her repeatedly.  The dirty talk was such a turn on, and entirely new to her.  Most guys were pretty quiet when they fucked her.  As if she wasn't horny enough before, now she was getting even more turned on by his continuous filthy chatter.
	"Get on top of me," he said as he flipped over and pulled the young girl onto his lap.  Olivia straddled his torso and slid her slick pussy down his pole.  It was a little bigger than average and felt great as she started grinding her pubis down onto his curly pubes, mashing her clitty in the process.  "Oh yeah, I'm gonna cum," she moaned as his hands found her full tits.  
	"These tits are fucking amazing.  I'm gonna cum all over them tonight.  I'm gonna cum on that pretty face of yours too.  I'm gonna stick my cock up your ass too!"
	It had to be the dirty talk as Olivia's orgasm came out of nowhere and blasted her body with her characteristic full-body shudder.  The warmth of her orgasm rushed through her as she felt the boy's hands grasp her breasts firmly, and again a little burst of pain followed as he released her breast tissue and rubbed his fingers over her nipples, tugging on the little diamond studs.  
	"Keep riding baby, I'm almost there," he said as he thrust his hips in time with her grinding.  "Oh yeah that's it slut, keep fucking my cock.  Fuck my cock with your whore pussy.  Oh yeah, ride me cum-slut."
	Olivia was going wild at his crudeness as she fucked down on his cock with all she could muster; her pussy muscles clamping down as she bottomed out, trying to pull his cock right off with every down-thrust.  It was only seconds later when she felt him thrust one last time and his cock pulsing into her folds.  The Queen had been rewarded and in turn gave her another small orgasm of her own.
	"Wait a minute, he said "cum on my pretty face".  Can he see my face?" she suddenly thought.  "It's much too dark in here, isn't it?" she wondered.
	"Suck me hard again, I want to fuck your ass next," he ordered.
	Olivia dismounted his wilting cock and lowered her mouth to his now spent cock.
	"Hey bro, get in here and fuck this whore from behind while she sucks me hard again!" Johnny shouted out.
        Moments later Jake walked in and saw the blond whore on her knees, face deep in his brother's lap, her blond flowing hair draped around her face, her backside high in the air, waiting invitingly to be fucked.
	"Sweet dude, you're sure you don't mind me fucking her right now?" Jake asked.
	"Her blow jobs are amazing and I'm gonna fuck her whore-ass once I'm hard so don't take too long fucking her sweet cunt."
	"No prob man."
	Olivia was confused, she should have been panicked with Jake about to fuck her from behind, especially with her mask laying on the floor, but her head was starting to swim, her ability to make a rational thought was getting harder and harder.  The unmistakable sound of a belt buckle hitting the floor registered in her mind, followed by the shift of the mattress as another body joined them on the bed.
	The sensation of a cock probing into her pussy was one she'd experienced a thousand times already this week, and felt just like any other, but this one belonged to a schoolmate, a line she had vowed not to cross.  
	Picking up a coating of vaginal secretions along with the residual cum from his brothers deposit, Jake slid his rock-hard cock home into the sweet tunnel before him.  It was the single most amazing sensation he'd ever felt as the snug tissues encompassed his shaft.  It was hot, wet and wonderful.  Feeling his way through his first experience, Jake started a slow thrusting motion in and out of the velvet glove, learning as he went along.  Fairly quickly he was slamming his cock home at an ever-increasing rate until his cock was a blur.  From start to finish, Jake lasted only about two minutes, but they'd been the best two minutes of his life. 
	The swimming feeling in her head had gotten worse as Olivia was pinned from both ends by cock, Johnny's had returned to full hardness and was gently pushing in and out of her throat while Jake's throbbing cock could only signal yet another deposit of cum into her well fertilized pussy.  As much as she hated to admit it, she loved getting reamed from both ends, even if it was under these circumstances.
	"Bro, get up here and let her suck you off, I have a date with her asshole."
	"Sure thing," Jake said as he pulled out of her sweet little pussy and traded places with his brother, flopping down with his legs straddling her head and shoulders, the long blond long hair completely obscuring the face in front of him in the darkness.  Jake put his fingers under the girl's chin and tried lifting her head to look into her girl's face, curious to see if there was any chance it was Olivia.  Resisting his actions, the blond enveloped his cock with her hot mouth and sucked his member into the back of her mouth, "Fuck, that feels good," he moaned.
	"I told you," Johnny said as he stuck his cock back into her wet pussy coating his cock with the copious combination of pussy juice and man-cream.  "None of the girls I fucked before could ever suck a cock like that.  This whore's amazing."  The slick juices coating his cock would be good enough lubricant for where he planned on sticking his cock next.  Pulling out from her steamy tunnel, the eighteen year old aimed his tool at her crinkly rosebud and pushed.
	Olivia could feel the intruder pushing up against her asshole and with a practiced effort, grunted and pushed like she was trying to take a shit, and felt her ring of muscle open up, making way for the dick to slide in.  In one quick movement, it was in.  Olivia could feel his hairy nut-sack slap up against her pussy lips as he sunk into her all the way.  For reasons she didn't understand, she was really starting to enjoy anal sex and began thrusting her hips back as the teen started pounding her ass.
	"Oh yeah, fuck my ass.  Harder, fuck me harder," she moaned around the cock in her mouth. 
	"Dude, slide down and stick it in her pussy.  We'll both fuck her at the same time!" Johnny said to his little brother as he worked up a sweat pounding into the young whore's rosebud.
	As much as Jake wanted to keep his young cock in the warm wetness of the slut's mouth, his first bout with her pussy had been like heaven on earth.  Shimmying down under the two undulating bodies was easier said than done, but Jake managed to squirt his way down between the two pairs of legs and get his body into position.
	"Sit on my brothers cock whore," Olivia heard the older boy say.  Looking down, she could see Jake was roughly in position for her to climb onto his cock.  Reaching down she grasped his still-small thirteen year old boy-cock and pointed it towards her waiting pussy.  The cock in her ass relented only for a moment, while she fit the new intruder into her sodden hole.  With both holes stuffed, Olivia settled in for a good hard fuck and gave in to the ecstasy of it all.  She felt hands from behind grab onto her tits and pull her up into a vertical seated position as both cocks pistoned furiously into her combined holes.  The fingers kneaded her large breasts and tweaked her nipples sending jolts through her body as she ground her clitty down against the pelvis under her.  Her lust-crazed crazed brain no longer caring about anything other than getting fucked hard and getting to the next orgasm, which was building quickly, and would be a to be huge one.
	"How do you like that whore?  You like fucking two brothers?  You like me fucking your ass?  Tell me whore!  Tell me!  Do you like me fucking your whore-ass?" he shouted into her ear.
	The chemically fueled Queen erupted in full force like never before as Olivia shouted back, "Fuck my whore-ass!  Fuck my whore-pussy! Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me!" he shouted out as she threw her head back in total sexual bliss.
	Hearing the voice and seeing the whore's face now in the dim light, Jake knew instantly, there could be no mistaking it.  The blond whore riding his cock was no other than Olivia Hastings, in all her fine form.  It was mind-blowing that this amazing little fuck-machine was the school's most popular girl, and most unlikely to be the school slut.  This changed everything as he thrust up into the sweet folds enveloping his rock hard cock.  "I fucking own you now!" he thought as he pounded into her gash with a renewed vigor.  "Embarrass me in front of my friends, we'll see about that!" he thought, a sadistic smirk suddenly appearing on his face.  He could feel his cum building very quickly as he thought about all the possibilities of owning the school slut.  Just as quickly he felt his cum flooding out in just the second fuck of his young life.  It certainly wouldn't be his last as he gazed up at the gigantic studded tits before him and the obliviousness plastered all over the sex-crazed face of Olivia Hastings.  
	"Fuck my cock, slut!  Fuck me you whore.  Olivia Hastings is my whore!" Jake shouted out.
	Somewhere in her foggy brain, deluged with drugs and hormones and the rush from her own orgasm as it flooded through her body, a part of her registered her name being said, but she was far too gone to care as the Queen triumphed in her glory.  "Fuck my whore-pussy, fuck it harder, fuck me harder.  Don't stop.  Give me your cocks.  Give me all your cocks!" she shouted back as she grabbed her own nipples and squeezed hard as her orgasm went on and on.
	The vise-like asshole gripping his cock milked his second cum of the evening as Johnny fired his load into the colon of the spectacular little blond whore.  "What did you say bro?  What did you call her?" he said as the orgasming girl's tightening sphincter ejected his wilting cock.
	"I know her.  I know this girl!" Jake said as looked up at her barely visible face in the darkness, her outline sufficient to remove all doubt.  "She goes to my school."
	"Are you fucking with me bro?  She goes to your school?  What the fuck, this is a joke right?"
	"Nope, she's Olivia Hastings, isn't that right princess?"
	Olivia nodded as she heard her name mentioned again, and despite the fog in her brain, knew that Jake knew it was her, as she felt first one, then the second wilting cock slide from her hungry holes.  "Need more cock," she whispered as her raging desires overpowered any rational concern.
	"She's a grade behind me and she's the school's perfect little princess.  Well, not anymore.  Now she'll be the school slut, and we'll all be fucking her all the time.  Everyone will know she's a slut and that we all fucked her first.  It'll be awesome.  We'll fuck her everyday!"
	"Fuck me all the time.  Yeah fuck me all the time," Olivia whispered as her dreamy mind focused on only one thing, more sex.  Groping the two cocks, she began stroking them trying to get them hard again for another fuck session.  She needed more cock now and she wouldn't be happy until she got it.
	"A grade behind you?  But that would make her like twelve or thirteen.  Is that right girl?"
	Again, Olivia could only nod as she registered the question but could care less about any importance it might have.
	"Fuck me, this can't be happening," Johnny muttered.  "This fucking sucks.  Fuck!  Fuck! Fuck!"
	"What's wrong dude, I don't get it?  What's the problem?"
	"She's twelve, and I'm eighteen.  You don't see the problem here?  Statutory rape? Ever heard of it?  If anyone finds out, I'd go to jail.  We got forty potential witnesses out there that will know I fucked her if this gets out.  Put your mask back on honey, the party is over."
	"No wait dude, don't do this, I want to fuck her again.  And so do you from the look of things!" Jake said as he saw his brothers cock sticking straight up once again.
	"Well of course I do, but it's not worth going to jail over, well... maybe it is, a little," he said as the little blond starting rubbing his cock up and down her ass crack.  "Fine then, but that mask is too flimsy. It might fall off and then anyone that knows this girl could identify her, and us if she ever went to the police."  Thinking about the situation and knowing that the "little head" was doing most of the work and that ultimately he wanted to fuck her again.  Johnny got an idea just as the girl gripping his hardening cock found her waiting asshole again and pushed back against him.  "I guess it can wait a few more minutes," he laughed as his cock was once again enveloped by her tight ass.
	After dumping another load of cum each into the young blond, Johnny went to his closet and pulled out an old ripped up black t-shirt.  "This ought to do," he thought as he ripped it further and closed his bedroom door and flipped on the lights.  Approaching the bed, he saw just how young and beautiful the blond whore really was.  "Spectacular.  I can't believe you're a year younger than my dorky brother," he said as he ogled her magnificent body.  Her glassy eyes stared absently at his limp cock.  She looked really fucked up on the drug his dad had put into the vodka shot, and whatever else she might have been on that could coerce a twelve year old into working as a whore.  Wrapping the black material around, covering her head, and leaving only her nostrils and mouth exposed, he tied off the ends securely.
	"What are you doing man?" Jake asked.
	"Making a blind fold; if she can't see our faces and if we can't see hers, we're all relatively protected.  As long as you can keep your big mouth shut, everything will be just fine.  Once the other guys fuck her too, they'll be just as guilty and nobody would dare rat out one of the others.  We just gotta make sure all those guys out there fuck her too!"  
	"What do you mean keep my mouth shut?  I can't tell my friends they're about to fuck Olivia?"
	"Nope," Johnny said as he watched the dopey blond reaching out blindly, and finding his body, began to work her hands down towards his crotch.  Amazing, she'd been fucked in all her holes several times already and she still wanted more.
	"But I'm underage too, I can't get in trouble for fucking her!" Jake protested.
	"But I CAN dumbass.  Just keep your mouth shut ok?  I'm leaving for college at the end of the summer and I'm not going to throw that away for a piece of tail.  A sweet piece of tail, but not worth throwing away my future for.   Fuck her and enjoy it, and if you and she decide to hook up at some later date then fine, but this night never gets mentioned to anyone, got it knucklehead?"
	Pulling the stoned and blinded blond to her feet, Johnny walked the stumbling girl over to the door and out into the hall.  Olivia found walking in four-inch wedges hard enough sober, but to do so blindfolded and stoned out of her mind was nearly impossible as she was dragged along.  Through her mind-haze, she knew they were heading down the hallway, the noise was getting progressively louder with every awkward step.  A loud cheer registered out of the darkness as Olivia became aware of a sudden rise in temperature because of the body-heat from all the waiting males in the room.  They were waiting to use her body to sake their lust, which was just what the Queen needed.  The Queen loved stoned-sex, there was no rational thoughts to clog her mind from experiencing anything but pure pleasure.  All rational concerns were put away nicely, somewhere that a normal girl's mind would never go.  No this was territory for sluts only, a place for fucking and sucking and getting hosed down with jizz.  That was where the Queen was going and there was no shortage of guys for that.  Even blindfolded, the Queen knew the cocks would be in good supply and that she wouldn't have to do any of the work, the cocks would come to her.
	Hands reached out from the darkness to grasp her flesh from all directions.  Hands of all sorts contacted her skin as she shuffled by, groping fingers found her breasts, her ass cheeks, even a few tried to get at her pussy.  Some were warm and tender, some frigidly cold as beer bottles shifted from one hand to the other to get a feel as the blinded beauty walked by.  Goose bumps covered her tingling flesh in anticipation of what was about to happen.  It was the reward she relished, her servants paying homage to the Queen in the currency of choice; their steely cocks with their spurting cum.
	From somewhere above the din, a voice yelled out something about using lube if you want to fuck her in the ass.  
	"Oh yeah, fuck my ass, fuck my whore-ass," Olivia mumbled.  "I love to be fucked in the ass," she repeated.
	"Fuck dude, did you hear that, she said she liked to be fucked in the ass," one random boy said to another.
	"Are we really going to get a turn at fucking this chick?" the boy replied.
	"Fuckin' A dude.  Just look at that body, it's fucking perfect dude.  I mean just look at those tits, they look fake they're so big and perfect!"
	A smile spread across Olivia's face as she shuffled along, the strong grasp of Jake's big brother pulling her forward through the crowd.  She knew how good she looked naked, but somehow the constant comments from the anonymous voices out of the darkness, of just how hot she was, turned her on and got her juices pumping.
	Johnny's strong hands spun her around disorienting her temporarily, and then just as quickly Olivia felt herself being pushed her backwards as her feet bumped up against something solid.  Panic quickly set in as the sensation of falling overtook her before her descent was quickly stopped by something soft and springy, the couch, he had dropped her onto the couch, or more accurately, someone's lap who happened to be sitting on the couch.
	"Wait here for a second," Johnny called out as the nearby hands continued to grope at her breasts, fingers pulling on her nipples and their piercings.  The tenderness in her breasts was evident as she felt the sensitive tissues being pulled this way and that, as fingers fought to grasp hold of what was likely the first breasts some had ever felt.  Their tugging gave a mixture of pain and pleasure at the same time as Olivia wondered who those hands belonged to.  Were any of them her schoolmates?  Were they boys she thought were cute?  Were they boys she despised?  The very thought made her pussy juices flow even more as she imagined some of the boys she detested the most, getting pleasure from her body.  These same boys would soon be fucking her and for some unknown reason, it was making her even hornier.
	Hands lifted her legs up and open until they were straddling other unseen legs, her golden fleeced pussy on full display for everyone to see.  At loud cheer went up at the exhibition and Olivia felt herself blush knowing everyone could see her glistening cunt.  
	She was pulled backwards until she was leaning against the boy whose lap she sat on, as hands immediately went to her pussy.  The fingers weren't very experienced as they poked and prodded into her folds.  Her pussy was drenched from her own secretions and from the trickle of cum that hadn't seeped into her womb.  The hollow plug Reed had stuck into her cervical opening was working well, the long tube preventing most of the semen from leaking out, much like an overflow tube, keeping a good supply of little wigglers swimming around in her uterus at all times. Unbeknownst to Olivia, her neighbor had a perverse fascination with filling her uterus full of semen and the inverted tube would make sure she had an ample supply in there at all times.
	The fingers digging into her pussy were turning her on, in anticipation of the fucking that would soon begin.  A low moan emanated from her lips as the touching and teasing got her hormones surging.  Her hands reached out feeling for the crotches of those around her, searching for the cocks that would fill her eager holes as her urge to cum increased.
	"Alright boys, clear the couch.  I paid for the little whore and I get to fuck her next.  You hounds can get the sloppy seconds.  I want her fresh before you dicks get her all sticky and gooey."
	The voice was that of an older man and must have belonged to Jake's dad as she couldn't remember any other men being there other than Reed.  Then again, she couldn't remember much thanks to the chemical cocktail she'd given herself, her brain floating on a cloud as the coke and meth worked their magic; although her head got an awful lot foggier after the shot she'd done with Johnny.  She had never done a shot before but the booze, or so she thought, had really gone to her head.
	Olivia's world was in total darkness, her only knowledge of her surroundings was from what her other senses could take in.  The loud music drowned out all but the voices immediately surrounding her and so her sense of touch was going to be her only sensory input once the fun began.
	The boys that had been on the couch with her suddenly began getting up, jostling her back down onto the couch as she was suddenly left alone.  Rough hands grabbed her hands and directly them forward onto a familiar soft fleshy instrument.  "Finally!  A cock!" her mind registered as she began her practiced movements stroking the fleshy member working it towards hardness.
	"Suck it girl.  I don't need you doing what I can do, get it in your mouth," the gruff voice spoke.
	Immediately she leaned in and sucked the growing tool into her mouth.  It was much more substantial than those on his boys and getting bigger by the second, rivaling Reed's and it wasn't even full size yet.
	"Oh yeah, suck that cock girl."
	"Hey dad, she really gets into dirty talk," Olivia heard come out of the darkness.  It had to be Johnny's voice although the cock in her mouth had the majority of her attention as her practiced movements pulled the fat head into the back of her throat.
	"That so?  Hey whore!  Suck my big cock.  Stuff into your throat.  That's it, suck it you dirty little cock-sucker. "
	Olivia was grinding her pussy down onto the couch cushions, going wild as the man's mouth spilled out a continuous stream of degrading language.  All she heard was "whore", "slut", "worthless", and it was turning her on like never before.  The big pole was lodged as far back in her throat as she could manage, choking the air from her lungs with every lunge onto the meat stick.  "Please fuck my pussy with this thing!" she screamed in her head, the cock in her throat the only thing preventing her from screaming it out loud.
	"That's hard enough.  Lay back on the couch so I can fuck you proper," Larry called out.  The small framed blond complied and spread out on the couch, her large breasts perched high atop her chest, the piercings looked substantial as they hooked through her smallish nipples.  Her flat stomach and toned legs gave her an extremely inviting and sexy look as he climbed up onto the couch and positioned his much larger body over hers.  Reed had said she was underage, and her features, other than the big tits, supported that fact.  She almost looked "too" underage Larry thought as he lined up his thick tool with her inviting cunt.
	Her pussy was soaking wet as he starting pushing into her tiny-looking pussy.  It was so hot and so wet that any concerns he had over her age quickly melted away as her velvety sheath sucked his manhood into her depths.  He was no amateur when it came to fucking and knew he could last a while even as hot as this little pussy was.  With no reason to hold back, Larry battered the petite blond with his flesh-hammer, pounding the thick nine-inch tool into her with authority.  His chest smashed her large tits up against his curly chest hair, the little diamond studs getting caught in his hairs as he worked her sweet little body.  She writhed under him, her hips pushing back at his thrusts, her hands reaching around grabbing onto his fleshy ass-cheeks, pulling his hips towards hers with every forward thrust.  Her moans and groans showed her obvious enjoyment and satisfaction with his efforts and appreciation of the generous cock that was battering her experienced pussy.
	Remembering that she liked the dirty talk, Larry picked back up where he left off as he slammed his cock home into her sweet pussy, over and over again.  "Do you like my big cock whore?  Tell me!"
	"I love your big cock.  It's so big, it's the biggest one I've had today.  Fuck my pussy harder with it."
	"Biggest one today huh?  How many cocks have you had today whore?"
	"I don't know, a lot," Olivia grunted as she was getting really close to cumming.  Her hands reaching up to grab hold of her nipples as her orgasm approached.
	"How many is a lot, like five?" Larry questioned.
	"More than that," she moaned back as the man started pounding his cock as deeply as it would go.  It seemed like he was trying to pound it right through her, she thought as her nipple stimulation was working its magic.
	"Well how many you filthy fucking whore?  How many cocks have you had stuck into your worthless whore cunt?"
	"Fifty I guess," she panted, as her orgasm started jerking her muscles and limbs like a marionette puppet, a low scream emanating through her gritted teeth as the most powerful orgasm of the day ripped through her body.
	"Fifty guys have fucked this sweet body today?  Holy shit!" Larry thought.  "She's gotta be the busiest whore in the state!" he thought as her pussy contractions did their best to milk his cum-shot out of him.  Dumping his load into her depths, the ropy semen shot straight through the hollow plug and right into Olivia's waiting womb, adding to the loads already deposited by Reed and the two brothers.  Still lying on top of the young blond, Larry whispered into her ear, "How old are you honey?"
	"Twelve, but I turn thirteen in October," Olivia replied.
	"Holy fuck!  How long have you been a whore?"
	"Just a couple of days.  I only had sex for the first time like a week ago."
	"And how many guys have you fucked so far?"
	"I have no idea, a lot."
	"Hundreds?"
	"Easily," Olivia replied.
	"And you're doing it by your own choice?"
	"Yep, I love it."
	"Wow."  He whispered as he climbed up off the young girl.  Pulling his softening, but still very impressively large cock from her golden pussy, Larry turned to the room and yelled out, "Boys she's all yours.  Fuck the shit out of this little whore!  Don't forget to remind her how much of a whore she is too!"
	The following two hours were a sexual overload on her system as the flow of cocks into her body never slowed.  Blinded by the black covering on her head, Olivia had no idea who the cocks belonged to, nor did she care as she was ridden hard and repeatedly for what seemed like hours.  Her mouth was filled with cocks either getting cleaned from being in one of her holes, or to get it hard to prep it for sticking into one of her holes.  She could taste the acridity of her own feces as cocks were plucked from her ass and pushed into her waiting mouth for cleaning.
Olivia found herself sitting on top of someone's lap while his cock pistoned into her asshole while another unseen boy pushed his cock into pussy.  She figured she must have been seated on the coffee table as the guy under her was laying down flat on something hard, and the cock in her mouth was perched above her as if floating in the air.  She was on her way to another one of her countless orgasms as the boys kept up calling her dirty and degrading names, and it kept her horny like she'd never felt before.

	"Dude, call everyone and get them over here.  My dad has a whore here for Johnny's graduation present and trust me, you don't want to miss out on fucking this girl!" Jake shouted into his phone over the noise of the raucous crowd.  In the background, the guys were chanting "Fuck the Slut!" over and over again.
	"Seriously man?"
	"Yeah, but get over here fast, we only have her until like 9 or something!" he shouted, then hung up.  Jake had to listen to his big brother about not identifying Olivia to his friends, but it didn't mean he couldn't bend the rules a little and get all his friends to fuck her, even if they didn't know it was her.  He laughed to himself as he watched three guys fucking into her body at the same time, two other guys getting hand jobs as she straddled two guys on the coffee table.  Looking around, Jake did a quick headcount and figured that there had to be at least thirty guys here and more were coming thanks to his phone call to his best friend.  "I can't believe Olivia is this big of a slut, she's already fucked like thirty guys and she's still going strong," he thought to himself as he heard her scream out another orgasm.

	Reed watched in amazement as his little neighbor fucked every guy that presented his cock to her.  She was a machine made for one thing, downright raunchy fucking.  She never slowed down and never seemed to tire.  He'd watched Larry give her a few drinks that looked like water, assuming to keep her fluids and stamina up.  She was still going strong when he felt his cell phone vibrate in his pocket, it was his son Steve.
	"What's up buddy?"
	"Dad, Stacy is going crazy.  She and Olivia have something going on tonight and she's been calling Olivia's phone like crazy looking for her, is she still with you?" Steve asked looking down at Katy, her mouth bobbing up and down on his cock like a practiced pro.
	"Yeah, she's with me.  Oh shit yeah, she said something about plans tonight.  Probably has more guys to fuck.  I tell you son, I know you told me the stories about her fucking an endless streams of guys, but now that I've seen it firsthand, you were right, she's really something.  We should plan a giant gang-bang and see how many she can take in a day!"
	"Do it as a webcast and charge money for people to see it, we'd make a killing!"
	"Nice thinking, I like your style."
	At Katy's urging, Steve asked, "Well, what about Olivia?  Stacy really needs to speak with her.  She said something about meeting her by ten pm and it's 9:30 now."
	"Okay, I'll break things up here and get her over to our house.  You wanna pick up Stacy or something?"
	"Yeah sure, see you at home," Steve said as he hung up and let Katy finish blowing him.  Even though she'd only been his girlfriend for a few days, she was already an accomplished cock-sucker, learning far more quickly than he could have imagined.  Her boobs were growing nicely too.  She was a slut, but she was his and his alone, or so he thought.

	"Larry, we gotta get going, we're already thirty minutes over our agreed upon time, and I gotta get her home before her mother beats us there," Reed shouted into Larry's ear, hoping he would hear him over the boys cheering on the orgy in front of them.  There were a lot more kids here than when they first got here he realized, especially more young boys, likely Jake's friends.  Reed chuckled as he realized that the sneaky little bastard Jake had probably called every boy in Olivia's school so they could come over and fuck her.  Olivia had probably done just that, fuck every boy in her school!  He pondered the thought as he made his way over to the pile of bodies on the floor, Olivia sandwiched in between them.
	"Hey kid, we gotta get going.  It's time to go," he said as he nudged her with his shoe.  She was sweaty and coated in cum all over, a fucking mess really as she looked up and tried focusing on the source of the voice, the black blind fold still securely in place.  "Go jump in the shower quick, it's 9:30, time to go!"  A chorus of boos erupted as the boys realized the party was over, and the last cocks hastily spurted their seeds into her body.  
	Olivia dragged herself from between the bodies and stumbled towards the voice she recognized as Reed.  "Nine-thirty?" she muttered.  "Oh shit!  Alfred's got that bachelor party we have to work at," she thought.  Reaching out, she felt a hand grab hers and pull her down the hallway as white drippy cum oozed from her orifices.  In the back of Olivia's mind she wondered why they weren't heading for the door, the fact that she was completely naked was such a normal thing for her now that it took some thinking to realize the fact.
	"Jump in the shower and get cleaned up fast.  I'll bring you your clothes and your mask so we can get out of here," Reed said as he closed the door behind himself.
	Olivia pulled the black blindfold from her head and was temporarily blinded as her eyes gradually grew accustomed to the light.  Before her stood a cum-soaked mess, the only clean spot on her was from her nose up to the top of her head where the black cloth have provided her anonymity from her fellow classmates.  Everywhere else she looked like she was shiny with sweat or cum.  
        It was the fastest shower in her life as she climbed out onto the bathmat looking for a towel.  Reed stood before her holding her clothing as she grabbed the nearest towel and dried herself off quickly.  Pulling up her g-string and skirt, she found a trickle of white cream still oozing from her pussy lips.  That was to be expected, so would the trickle she expected from her asshole.  Her black bra that had fit nicely when they had left was now tight across her tender breasts.  "Damn, why did I pound back all those pills, I'm probably going to wake up tomorrow with watermelons for tits," she thought as she fastened the clasp and pulled the tight t-shirt over her head.
	"Put your mask on and let's get going.  I wouldn't want you to miss your next date," he said with a hint of sarcasm, and something else she detected.  Was it jealousy she wondered?  "No time to worry about that now," she thought.  "I need to call Alfred and find out what the plan is."
	"Uh, Reed.  Did you find my shoes anywhere?"
	"Nope, I guess you'll just have go without unless you want to wade around all those horny guys looking for them and likely get fucked some more?"
	"I'll pass thanks."
	The one good thing about the blindfold besides the fact that nobody would know who she was, Olivia had been denied knowing who she had fucked.  On her way through the living room though, she was awestruck as she viewed through the mask how packed the room had become since she had first arrived, even worse she saw scores of her classmates staring back at her as she made her way through the crowd.  Catcalls rang out as she stepped barefoot through the tightly packed bodies.  Dumbfounded, she realized there weren't very many guys at her school she hadn't just fucked!  "Thank God they didn't know it was me!" she thought.  The cool night air on her skin welcomed the fact that she was leaving the house and could put this all behind her.
	Arriving at Reed's house, Olivia was glad to see Stacy waiting inside for her.
	"Let's get moving chick, you need to get your hair dried and some makeup on, and that outfit is just not going to do.  Where are your shoes?" Stacy asked seeing the disheveled girl stepping into the house.  Ushering her down the hallway and into the bathroom, Stacy did her best ten-minute miracle makeover and turned a drowned rat into a regular street-walker.  
	Ordering her friend to strip down , she presented the outfit she had brought for her to wear for the evening.  It was an outfit that would remove all doubt what their intentions were for the evening.  A thin white spandex tube top hugged her enormous tits showing off her areolas with their diamond studded nipples very clearly.  The micro mini-skirt would barely cover her ass cheeks she figured, as she looked at the tiny piece of cloth.  
	"Do you have any underwear for me, I'm still leaking and these ones are soaked?" Olivia inquired.  Stripping them down from her soggy pussy, Olivia saw for the first time the abuse her pussy had been through throughout the course of the day.
	"Good Lord girl, look at your pussy, it's all red and swollen!" Stacy muttered.  "It looks like raw meat!  How many guys did you fuck tonight?"
	"Thanks for the compliment and I have no idea.  Probably at least as many as this morning, maybe more," she answered, keeping secret the fact that she had just fucked pretty much every boy in their school, plus thirty or more of Jake's brother's friends.  "Good God" she thought, "I fucked over a hundred guys today and I'm not even done yet!  How the hell am I even going to walk tomorrow?"
	"Does it hurt?" Stacy asked.
	"Not really, well... maybe a little," I'm still a little messed up from the cream I used before I left and the coke I snorted," Olivia replied.
	"That was four hours ago.  There's no way you're still feeling that.  What did you take at the party?"
	"Nothing.  Well, they gave me a few drinks, maybe it's the booze?"
	"Uh huh, maybe.  Well, let's take care of that before it does start to hurt and puts you out of commission for tonight," Stacy said as she dug into her purse and pulled out her own baggy of coke.  Licking her finger she coated it generously with the white powder and then proceeded to finger her friend's pussy coating the inside with the narcotic.  
	Instantly, any tenderness Olivia had been feeling in her pussy melted away as her best friend worked her finger in and out of her now very happy hole.  The two girls each snorted two generous lines of the heavenly powder and just like that, they were ready to get the night started.  Pulling up the white g-string Stacy had provided, and the hot pink micro-mini skirt, Olivia matched the equally slutty dress of her friend as they headed down the hallway.  
	"Here are your stripper shoes to complete the look," Stacy added as she put the clear plastic platform shoes down on the floor in front of her and then proceeded to put on her own identical pair.  With their stripper shoes in place, they looked each other over and each girl smiled at the resulting look.  They looked like they could have easily passed for common street whores, although they were much too hot to lower themselves to that standard.  A honking horn out front signaled the arrival of their ride.
	Looking out the window, Olivia saw a small bus parked out front.  "What's that for?" she asked.
	"Our ride I guess, let's go," Stacy added and handed Olivia her purse, and grabbing her own, said goodbye to Reed and walked out the door.  Olivia went to give Reed a quick kiss on the lips and as she did, he grabbed her pussy from under the skirt and he smiled.  She gave him an odd look and said goodbye and walked out into the night air after her friend.
	A smile crept across Reed's face as he felt the wetness from her crotch.  With all the cum she'd had shot into her pussy tonight, he figured her uterus was overflowing with the stuff.  The little plug was working just liked he'd hoped.  God knew how much more cum she'd get pumped into her tonight?  At least whatever might have leaked out since they left the graduation party would certainly be replaced by whatever that black guy's boss had planned for her tonight.
	He hadn't really thought about what he'd tell her if by some chance the plug fell out and she saw it wasn't really a plug at all.  But what did he care?  It wasn't like she wasn't going to stop being his whore, or this Alfred guy's whore either.  His plans of keeping her all to himself had gone up in smoke when he saw her true abilities tonight.  From now on she'd be a very busy girl.

	Climbing onto the little buss, Olivia saw that it was one of those shuttle buses they use for hotels and car rental places.  It had cushioned seats lining the walls with an open area in the middle, usually intended for standing room passengers.  Tonight it would be their travelling stripping stage.
	The bus driver was some low-life looking guy that occasionally worked for Alfred.  He gave Olivia the creeps the way her leered at the two of them.  He had an aura of danger to him the made them both nervous.
	"Alfred is going to have you girls entertain the bachelor party guys for while in between bar-hop stops, then I think they're taking you back to their hotel.  It's a two hour gig, we'll have you home before one o'clock."
	"Sounds good," Stacy replied.
	"Now who wants to blow me before we stop and pick up the guys?" he said looking from one to the other, his lecherous smile never waning.
	Stacy offered, she was never very picky about who she fucked or sucked, and dove head first into his lap.  Slurping sounds could be heard echoing around the empty metal vehicle as Olivia watched him continually looking at her through the rear-view mirror.  He was just as creepy as Mr. Fletcher her school's principal, and that was saying something!  She giggled at the thought, as she found a seat to sit on that gave her some privacy from the creepy driver.  As her bottom hit the seat, Olivia thought she could feel something squirt out of her.  With a few seconds, more cum was dripping into the crotch of her g-string.  "What the fuck?  I thought I got it all out in the shower," she said to herself.  Grabbing a tissue from her purse, she did her best to wipe the cum from the lining of the g-string, and what was still dripping slowly from her pussy lips.
	Looking up, she saw the driver leering at her as she wiped up her pussy.  "What a fucking weirdo," she thought as she saw Stacy start to get to her feet.  The smile across his face told the story about the quality job Stacy did on his tool.  The creepy guy was freaking her out, he might be the lone reason that this potentially fun evening might get completely ruined, she thought to herself.
	Five minutes later, the bus pulled up in front of Alfred's strip club, just as a group of men spilled out the door.  The bus driver opened the door and in piled the group of young good looking guys.  They were all in their mid to late twenties and the groom to be was a ruggedly handsome guy who was to be the object of their attention.  
       "That is going to be a very fun and easy job with all these hot guys," Olivia thought.  Stacy must have agreed as she wasted no time climbing onto the lap of the young groom and started rubbing her g-string clad pussy up and down his jean-covered crotch.
	The plan was quite simple, the bus would stop at predetermined bars and the guys would go in, pound back a few shots, then climb back on the bus and head for the next bar.  Those who chose to stay behind with the girls were to be ridiculed at some later point in time.  Although once the guys got a good look at the girls, they decided they would relax that rule somewhat.  
	The guys were led to believe the girls were just strippers, and if they chose to do more than just strip, then those details could be worked out between the girls and the guys.  Alfred thought it would be a funny joke to unleash the two little nymphos on them and see the reaction on their faces as the girls put the guys through their paces.  The miniature camera he had installed on the bus would record everything that happened inside, and protect him if one of the guys happened to inform the police of the girl's potential underage status.
	Music started playing and Olivia started a sexy dance, imitating her previous striptease from earlier that evening, while Stacy continued her lap dance on the obviously very interested groom.  Stacy reached down and undid the zipper of the groom and fished his pole out of his pants and immediately got down to suckle the thick member.  Within minutes she was back on his lap, her g-string pulled aside, and her pussy sliding up and down his hard cock.  Her characteristic noisy vocalizations echoed throughout the buss as she fucked the groom with a passion and fervor that he'd probably never experience with his bride to be, nor any other woman for that matter.  
	Stacy had quickly become a well-seasoned fuck and was very enthusiastic as everyone on the bus soon found out.  Her clothing was quickly removed by the other guys around her, as was Olivia's, and she too soon found herself sliding up and down one of the guy's cocks.  It was big and felt perfect as she used her strong legs to propel her body up and down his body, taking pleasure as she was so used to doing.  Seeing the size of the cock Stacy was riding, a smile crept across Olivia's face, this was going to be fun, no little teeny-boy cocks here, these were men and ready to fuck them half to death.
	Olivia gave in to the pleasure as she was passed from cock to cock as the bus rambled along.  The bar stops weren't quite what they had planned as only a few guys left to go get their shots of alcohol, the rest remaining on the bus, waiting their next turn at the hot little strippers.  There were ten guys in total, and they got the ride of their lives, literally.
	They arrived at the hotel shortly after eleven o'clock, with only an hour left of their allotted time.  Stacy ushered Olivia into the bathroom where they finished off the last of Stacy's baggy of coke.  The next hour flew by and the memories of it were vague at best, as the ten men went hard at the two young girls trying to make the most of their time.
	Through the haze, Olivia found herself on her back on one of the two queen sized beds, her head hanging over the end of the bed.  All she could see were the hairy legs of the guy who was jamming his cock down her throat as forcefully as he could.  His big meaty hands had her tender swollen breasts in a death grip as he used them to anchor his fleshy tool down her throat as far as he could manage.  At the same time some other unseen guy was blasting her pussy as hard and fast as he could, intent to get himself off quickly so the next guy in line could get his turn.
	She could hear Stacy's loud guttural moaning that signified she was also getting fucked hard, although in her current position, she couldn't see anything other than the guy's legs in front of her, and the typical hotel décor behind him.  Green carpet, beige wallpaper, cheap laminated furniture and the rumpled up bedspread bunched up around her neck and shoulders.  Any other time, Olivia was sure she could have come up with some witty comment about bodily fluids on hotel furnishings, but at the moment, she was concentrating on timing her breaths with his thrusts so she could keep from suffocating.
	The cock in her throat starting pulsing as the guy it was attached to made one final lunge before sinking his cock as deeply down her throat as possible.  The thick cock seemed to spurt forever as Olivia held her breath waiting for the with guy to finish up so she could breathe again.  Pushing back against his legs, the guy finally pulled his dick out of her sore throat allowing the young blond to suck in a much needed breath of air.  
	With her mouth temporarily void of any foreign objects, Olivia was finally able to lift her head up and check out the goings-on on the other bed.  Stacy was straddling the groom, fucking his cock into her reddened pussy while one of the other guys rammed her ass from behind.  She was sucking face with the groom, who must have been pretty drunk as Olivia could see both their faces glistening from her vantage point.  "He must be pretty loaded," Olivia thought as she realized the glaze on the grooms face was man-cum that had likely been coated onto Stacy's face.  It made her giggle as she looked up at the guy fucking her pussy.
	Olivia was instantly horny again, the guy fucking her pussy was gorgeous and he really knew how to use his ample-sized cock.  Her attention had been on the guy throat fucking her and although she knew somebody else was balls-deep in her pussy, it was just another cock until now.
	Grabbing onto his strong arms, she lifted herself up and sat onto his lap, her legs wrapping behind the guy as he wrapped her arms around her torso, her breasts crushing up against his muscular chest.  He knew how to fuck she thought, and so did she as the two went it at one on one.  In any other setting it would have been quite romantic as the two lovers embraced, their bodies entwined as Olivia felt his cock sink into her depths at a much slower pace than the pounding he had been giving her previously.
	Olivia's dilated pupils stared into his glazed eyes and she immediately felt an urge to kiss the man.  She planted her mouth over his and locked herself on, her tongue searching out his as the two pressed their mouths together hungrily.  She could taste the alcohol on his breath and likely, he'd be able to taste the cum on hers as she'd sucked on more cocks today than she could possibly count.  Their position gave her incredible stimulation as her clit rubbed up and down his flesh, her nipples doing the same as he rode up and down his rock hard cock.
	The sounds from Stacy's double fucking just added to Olivia's already overwhelming horniness as she worked herself up for another orgasm.  It was an amazing experience when the Queen could take a backseat from her urge to get fucked hard and often, and enjoy intimate passion like Olivia was experiencing right now.  Her body was alive as every movement, every touch ignited impulses that fed her brain a continuous release of endorphins, building up what would be an earth-shattering orgasm.
	Olivia felt her orgasm coming and reached down to stroke her clit as her climax released.  Her fingers rubbed furiously as her pussy clamped down on the big cock, her body convulsing through her lengthy orgasm. The guy grunted out as he could hold out no longer, his own orgasm rushing over him as his seed fired out against the soft rubber flange seated at the end of her pussy.  Every shot of ropy semen shooting straight up into her overflowing womb.
	The two lovers held onto each other as their dual releases passed and they melted into the after-cum glow.
	"Dude, that was cool and all, but can you get off her so I can fuck her next?"
	Turning her head around, Olivia saw one of the other guys stroking his hard cock looking at her eagerly.  "Sure thing big guy," Olivia said as she felt the arms of the guy holding her release her, his softening cock slipping from her sodden hole.  Turning over onto her back she welcomed the guy and his cock into her body.  Just another cock to add to her scoreboard as the night of sex rolled on.

	A knock on the door followed by DeShawn's large form entering the room, signaled the end of the party.  It had been two hours of straight fucking from the time they got on the bus until now.  Both girls were exhausted as they pulled on their skimpy outfits and headed down to DeShawn's Escalade.  Olivia's breasts barely fit in the tube top Stacy had picked out for her, they were so swollen.  They barely jiggled as she walked down the hallway towards the exit.  They seemed more swollen than they were earlier in the evening and definitely much more tender.  She couldn't be sure if any of the pain was from the squeezing and pulling they had been subjected to from the sex, or if it was exclusively from the effects of her foolish ingestion of all the remaining pills.  Her ass and pussy were actually aching from all their use today, a rare thing for her experienced body.
	DeShawn pulled into Olivia's driveway at 12:30, giving her a nice comfortable margin of time before her mother would be home.
 	"You girls got time for a little private party?" DeShawn asked.
	"I'm beat, and I'm pretty sore down there," Olivia replied from the back seat, her hand cupped over her aching pussy.  "Plus my mom will be home soon."
	"I gotcha taken care of," Stacy answered from the passenger seat, her hand reaching over to pat the large lump of soft cock flesh hidden under his jeans.  "Go get some rest Liv, I still got a little left in the tank."
	"Thanks, I'll call you tomorrow," Olivia said as she open the door.
	"Wait, dontcha wanna get paid girl?" DeShawn asked.
	"Oh yeah," Olivia said pulling the door closed again.
	"Cash, coke, or a little of both?"
	"Uh, just coke is fine, I got cash."
	"That's cool baby, here you go," DeShawn answered handing over a small baggy of white powder.
	Climbing up the steps to her house, Olivia let out a sigh of relief, the day was finally over, and long day it had been.  Her pussy and ass were sore from all the fucking, her tits were aching, her tummy was crampy, she hurt all over.  Closing the door behind her, Olivia shuffled into the kitchen and opened up the cupboard where her mother kept the aspirins and stuff.  Swallowing down four Ibuprofens, she poured a bowl of Cheerios and a glass of milk, and headed for her room.
	Stripping off the tight tube top and pulling down the micro skirt and g-string, Olivia stood before her full-length bedroom mirror and looked at her body.  Her tits were enormous, popping all those pills today had been a huge mistake, they looked comparable in size to her mother's, and those were fucking huge.  She looked sexy as hell she thought, but almost too comical with her slim hips, toned body and enormous tits perched up on her chest.  She was starting to regret wanting her breasts to get as big as they'd grown.
	Olivia pulled on a pair of her granny underwear and the loosest nightgown she owned, finding it snug over her swollen tits as she sat down on the edge of her bed to eat her bowl of cereal.  She thought she felt something squirting inside again as she sat down.  "I guess that's to be expected given how much cum was shot into me tonight," she thought.
	Looking at her cereal bowl, Olivia hadn't realized how hungry she was as she wolfed down the bowl and gulped down the glass of milk.  The drugs had really curbed her appetite as she thought back to what she'd eaten today, not much.  The cereal did nothing to abate the cramps in her tummy, which she'd assumed was from hunger.
	Putting her empty glass down, Olivia stood and retrieved her purse and fished out the new baggy of coke along with the remnants her first bag from her purse, and stashed the two bags in the sweater hanging in her closet.  Sitting back down on the bed, Olivia thought she felt that squirting feeling again and noticed a sizeable wet spot growing in the crotch of her panties.  "Hmm, more cum, I thought it would have all dripped out by now?" she thought as she crawled under the covers, turned off the light and quickly fell asleep.

~ end of chapter 15 ~

to be continued...

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