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More Sluts are Born (Mfff, exh, bd)

Amy comes back, along with Wendy and Jen this time, for an experience even more intense than the first one.

    The invitations went out on Wednesday, with Amy's lovely body featured
    prominently on the front.  When Saturday rolled around, Amy was the
    first to arrive.  This time she had paid more attention to how she was
    dressed.  She had on her sexiest black underwear, a short black skirt,
    and a tight grey top with a plunging neckline.  Heph brought her into
    the living room, and proceeded to tie her arms tightly together behind
    her back.  Moving around in front of her, he ran his fingers along the
    inside of her top's neckline.

    "I like the idea, but I don't think it goes quite far enough."
    Grabbing a pair of scissors, he cut downward, extending the already
    low neckline to well below the bottoms of her tits.  Pulling the
    fabric forward, he ran the scissors along the top of her tit, cutting
    off the strap.  After repeating the procedure, he cut the narrow strip
    which held it together in front, and it fell to the ground, leaving
    her much of her tits visible through the long slit in her top.

    Reaching down the sides of her skirt, he pulled the sides of her thong
    up and cut them.  Running his hand up the inside of her thigh, he made
    a point of rubbing her slit a few times before pulling her panties
    off.  "That's much better."

    Moving behind her, he pulled a thick black cloth around her head and
    tied it, fastening the blindfold in place.  Leading her to the
    bedroom, he let her lie down on the bed.  "Why don't you remain there
    while the guests arrive."

    Wendy was the next to arrive, looking very nervous.  Pinning her arms
    behind her back, he asked, "A bit nervous about what's going to happen
    to you tonight?"  She nodded.  "Maybe I can relax you a bit," he said
    as he tilted her head back and leaned down to kiss her.  Quickly, she
    loosened up as she passionately returned his kiss.  A strong
    passionate kiss always seemed to calm the shy ones down.  He ran his
    hand up her shirt, and rubbed her quickly hardening nipple.  He played
    with it until he felt her squirming in his grasp, unable to push him
    away from her unprotected chest.  She panted for more when he stopped
    kissing her.

    "Let's see if you followed your instructions," Heph said, sliding his
    hand downward.  He soon found his hand sandwiched between her silky
    panties and her soft hairless skin.  "Good girl," he said, as he gave
    her clit a quick flick.

    Turning her around, he tied her wrists in front of her and sat her
    down on the living room floor.  Just as he finished, the doorbell
    rang.  It was Jen and Tom.  Jen had evidently decided to go all
    out, wearing low cut tight leather pants and a very short t-shirt.

    "Just in time."  Heph smiled, as he took the time to run his hand
    across the exposed flesh below Jen's belly button.  Tom smiled.
    "Don't go too easy on her."

    As Heph brought her into the living room, he forced her down onto her
    knees and quickly tied her wrists behind her.  Pulling her head back,
    he pulled her long hair and attached it as well, leaving her chest
    arched and her neck exposed.  Moving her onto her side, he pulled her
    legs behind her, and tied them to her wrists.  Her pants, not designed
    with this position in mind, inched downward until half an inch of the
    top of her red thong was exposed.  "Is that good enough?" Heph asked.
    "For now," Tom replied.

    Soon, the guests started arriving.  About half had been to the
    previous party, but that still meant the entire situation was brand
    new to the other half.  The atmosphere was entirely different.  The
    air of skepticism was replaced by anticipation, as no one had any
    doubts they would be seeing a lovely show.

    Several of them were taking the opportunity to check out Jen's
    predicament, her slim body forced forward against her tight clothes.
    Through her shirt, her nipples could be seen poking out from her flat
    chest, and the long expanse of bared flesh from her ribs to her mound
    was stretched out in a nice arc in front of her.

    Others had their eyes on Wendy.  Despite being fully clothed, many
    found her predicament quite erotic.  Unlike Amy and Jen, who knew they
    were attractive, Wendy was less self confident.  She had always been
    shy, so she had had less experience with men, and less of a chance to
    get comfortable with her body.  She knew they would enjoy it when she
    squirmed nervously while she was stripped and moaned despite her
    embarrassment when she finally got fucked.  And she knew many of them
    would be keeping an extra close eye on her, if only because her tits
    were larger than Amy's or Jen's.  Self-consciously, she pulled her
    tied wrists up to her chest, as if they could cover them.

    Heph saw her, and gently pulled her arms away from her chest.  "Up you
    go, honey, it's time to give them what they came for."  Her, she
    thought.  She felt like a helpless captive, about to be used for the
    entertainment of some decadent uncivilized tribe.  She felt his
    scissors on her back as he started cutting up through the back of her
    shirt.  With her wrists trapped in front of her, all she could do was
    wait.  She felt the scissors press against her back as he made sure
    the he cut the back of her bra as he finished cutting her top in two.
    Slicing her bra straps, he pulled the ruined garment from her body.

    As he pulled her shirt against her tits, he addressed the audience.
    "I've always said there are three types of women:  Those with small
    nipples that never show no matter what they wear, those with large
    nipples which almost always show, and those who are self-conscious
    about whether they show or not.  Guess which type Wendy is."  With the
    shirt pulled tight against her, her hard nipples pressed upward
    through it, making their presence known.  Wendy blushed, knowing they
    could see every detail of them through the thin shirt.  She breathed a
    sigh of relief when after a few minutes Heph let go of her shirt.

    Her shirt now hung from her shoulders at her sides; she could feel him
    pressing up against her bare back as he ran his hands along the sides
    of her body.  As the reached her tits, she leaned her head back and
    rested it on his shoulder as she enjoyed his fingers digging into her
    soft flesh.  He kissed her on the neck.  "Watch her, guys, she gets
    hot really fast when you start touching her."  She knew he was right.
    She had almost forgotten she was being watched.

    It all came back to her as she felt him slowly pulling her top upward
    along her stomach.  She clutched her arms to her chest, trying
    desperately to salvage any scrap of her modesty, but he grabbed her
    wrists and pulled them up behind her head, thrusting her chest
    forward.  Her shirt had just reached the bottom of her ribs as she
    struggled; she knew he was dragging this out just to prolong her
    torment.

    Using both hands now, he pulled the bottom of the shirt tight across
    her body so she could feel where it was as it traveled up her chest.
    She glanced around the room nervously at all the people who would soon
    see her large tits.  Her shirt was pressing against the bottoms of her
    large tits now.  As it continued to move upward, it lifted them from
    where they rested against her chest.  Soon, it they had risen as much
    as they could and the hem of her shirt started moving forward along
    the bottoms of her tits.  Quickly losing any support from below, her
    heavy tits crept downward and out from under her shirt.  She tried not
    to move, knowing any movement might expose her, trying desperately to
    delay the inevitable.  With half of her firm globes already exposed,
    Heph started pulling her shirt back towards her chest.  Her erect
    nipples tried to help hold her shirt in place, but with half her tits
    below the shirt already, it slid upward along the tops of her tits as
    it was pulled towards her chest.  As her nipples popped out, first one
    tit, then the other bounced into view.  Heph quickly cut the shoulders
    open, pulling the rest of the shirt up over her head.  Suddenly, she
    found herself topless in a crowded room.  She blushed.

    "I think we need something small to compare these lovely tits to.  A
    bit of contrast will really show their size."  He looked over at Jen,
    still lying helpless on the floor.  "Jen, do know where we could find
    anything ... small?"

    Jen ignored him, but inside she felt her stomach leap as she knew her
    chest was about to be exposed.  Lying there helpless had already put
    her in a submissive mood; now that he was going to start actively
    exploiting and humiliating her she started to get wet.  A few snips
    later, she was topless too.  "Come over here, Wendy."  He led her by
    the arm, and then forced her to kneel behind Jen's stretched and
    exposed top.  Pulling her head down, he made her bend over until her
    tits rested along the side of Jen's shoulder.

    "You know what tits are for, Jen?"  He ran his hand across her chest.
    "Tits exist to make sure a woman's nipples get enough attention.  You
    have pretty sensitive nipples, don't you."  His hand circled one of
    them, sending shivers down her spine.  "But Wendy has sensitive
    nipples too, and if I play with hers," she let out a moan as he did,
    "I can play with her tits while I do it."

    Jen lay there helplessly, as Heph played with Wendy's tits, only
    inches away from her face.  She could feel her squirming as she
    enjoyed the attention.  She had never been insecure about her flat
    chest, but the dream of having tits had never left her mind, ever
    since she was a girl and hope maybe, just maybe, there was still time
    for them to grow.  She wasn't insecure, but a sense of regret was
    unavoidable.  Why did he have to be so good at getting into her head
    and using her feelings against her?

    "Ok, guys, who's ready to see some pussy?"  Wendy sighed as cheers and
    applause filled the air.  "What's the matter Wendy, are you worried
    I'm going to show them yours first?"  In fact, she wasn't sure what
    she was worried about.  Things were obviously about to move to the
    next level, and somehow, that made the fact that she was closer and
    closer to getting fucked seem even more real.  She wished Amy were
    here with her.

    Heph led her to the coffee table in the center of the room and laid
    her down on her back.  He undid her jeans and massaged her mound
    beneath her panties.  When he was done warming her up, he put his arm
    beneath her knees, and slowly rotated them up towards her chest until
    her ass lifted off the table.  Her jeans-covered knees were know just
    inches away from where her large tits sat exposed on her bare chest,
    her legs swaying back and forth above her.

    Reaching under her with his other arm, he grabbed the back of her
    jeans and panties and started pulling.  Down they slid, over her ass,
    then up along her thighs.  He stopped with them around her thighs, his
    arm resting on them, holding her in position.  She felt like a
    helpless little baby, waiting to have her diaper changed.

    With her legs up like this, her bare pussy lips stuck out from between
    her thighs.  Viewers on both sides of the room could see them peeking
    up between her legs just above where her ass hung in mid air, and they
    unconsciously leaned forward to get a better view.  A few lucky
    viewers at the end of the room could see the whole length of her slit
    running down between her legs between her cheeks, both her dark holes
    clearly visible against her pale skin, hanging unprotected and
    vulnerable.

    Heph's other hand moved along her thigh, caressing her soft skin.  As
    she lay helplessly on her back, she felt it moving downward towards
    her exposed pussy.  She watched helplessly between her legs as his
    middle finger slipped between her lips and into her hole.  She felt
    her pussy contract as she reacted to the intense sensation of being
    penetrated in a vulnerable position like this.  Her breathing grew
    deeper, as she adjusted to the feeling of his finger sliding in and
    out of her.  Another finger slipped into her.  Her toes curled and her
    eyes rolled back into her head.  Yes, she decided, this was what she
    wanted.  And when you're ready, bury your dick in my hole and fuck me
    senseless.

    Her chest heaved as she imagined him fucking her.  She felt his
    fingers start rotating inside her, brushing her G spot each time they
    came around to the front of her slick canal.  Overcome with lust, she
    pushed her hips towards his hand, moaning as she impaled herself
    deeper and deeper on his fingers.

    Holding her firmly in place, he curled his fingers as started firmly
    stroking her G spot as he rocked his hand back and forth, pressing
    against the sensitive flesh around her hole.  When she felt him bend
    down and take her clit into her mouth, she went completely nuts.
    Kicking and screaming at the top of her lungs, her body shook
    violently as he held her down.

    Breathing deeply, she slowly regained control of herself.  As she
    looked around, she realized where she was.  She had just had an orgasm
    on a table in front of a room full of spectators.  As her face turned
    bright red, she rolled over on her side and tried to hide her face in
    her hands.  The fire between her legs had distracted her for a while,
    but reality now came crashing back to her.  It had all seemed so
    unreal when Heph had suggested it, but now, here she was, in the
    middle of it, naked and exposed, with her hole filled.

    "Having fun, Wendy?"  She nodded.  He hugged her as he pulled her
    pants the rest of the way off, then untied her wrists.  "You're doing
    great.  Ready to try something else?"

    "Are you going to fuck me now?"  She knew was all warmed up and ready
    to go.  She would love to feel him slide into her right now; she felt
    so close to him after what they just did and wanted to feel his body
    against hers, to feel as close to him physically as she did
    emotionally.

    "Just be patient, and I'll make sure you get fucked real good, but I
    have something else in mind now."  He walked to the bedroom door, then
    looked back at her.  "Spread your legs and be quiet, I don't want her
    to know it's you."

    When he reappeared in the bedroom door after retrieving Amy, the
    audience applauded.  "I see many of you remember Amy."  Amy fidgeted
    nervously, unable to see what was going on around her.  She was pretty
    damn sure at least a few people were checking out her tits, though;
    she could feel the loose fabric of her shirt billowing outward where
    it had been cut.

    Slowly, she was led forward, and forced to kneel at the edge of the
    table.  Heph motioned for Wendy to scoot toward him, until Amy's face
    was just a few inches from Wendy's crotch.  Gently, he guided her face
    into position.

    Amy had been eaten enough times to have a good idea what to do,
    although paying close attention to the details of proper technique had
    never been high on her priority list at the time.  She ran her tongue
    up one side, then down the other, lingering at the bottom where she
    expected to find an opening.  Exploring with her tongue, she separated
    the folds of flesh, and licked around the hole as a quiet sigh
    informed her her efforts were being appreciated.  Moving upwards, she
    quickly found the clit, and started licking and sucking on the
    protruding bud.

    Meanwhile, Heph had moved behind her, and she could feel him sliding
    her skirt up around her hips.  She was eager to have him in her; the
    anticipation while lying helpless in Heph's bedroom had gotten her
    quite hot as she thought about what might happen.  She had been
    expecting to get forced to eat one of the other girls, and had been
    speculating about who they might be.  Who had Heph convinced to be
    part of this twisted game?

    She groaned as she felt him slide into her.  It was easier, she
    decided, with the blindfold on.  In her head, she knew all the people
    watching her were still there, but it was easier to ignore them when
    she couldn't see their faces.  She relaxed and enjoyed the feeling of
    Heph's dick sliding up into her.  As she grew more and more aroused,
    she found herself licking the pussy in front of her with increasing
    enthusiasm.  The moans and sighs which resulted inspired her to try
    knew things, resulting in even more moans of pleasure.  Whoever it
    was, she was quite vocal when she got excited.  Amy was really
    starting to enjoy herself.  She had always enjoyed making men happy,
    but the enjoyment they felt when she sucked their dicks or let them
    pound away at her tight little hole was something she could only
    distantly related to.  This, the bliss of having an enthusiastic
    partner sucking and licking at your pussy, was something she was well
    acquainted with herself.

    Heph was already quite exciting from his earlier fooling around with
    the other two girls, and knew he wasn't going to last long.  He pulled
    Amy's shirt back off her shoulders, letting her tits swing out the
    front of it as she got fucked.  As he watched her eat her roommate, he
    relaxed and let himself explode into her.

    Heph whispered into her ear, "Want to see who it is?"  Slowly, he
    removed her blindfold, and her eyes met her roommate's.  Shocked, Amy
    lifted her head up for a moment.  Wendy stopped trashing about, and
    looked down expectantly, clearly close to coming again.  Her eyes
    begged Amy to continue.  "What they hell," Amy thought, "she seems to
    be enjoying herself."  Amy zeroed in on her clit and finished her off.

    "What's next?"  Amy asked.

    "Oh," mused Heph, "I've been feeling rather guilty over the last week
    about everyone being nice enough to come here and all, and only
    getting to watch.  How about we let them have some fun with you, Amy?"

    Before listening for a response, he turned to the rest of the room.
    "Line forms by the couch, guys."  By the time Heph had her lying down
    on the couch, a sizable line had already formed.  She lay there like a
    deer in the headlights, while the first guy removed her skirt, and
    started to fuck her.

    Heph turned to Wendy.  "Ready to get fucked, Wendy?"  Wendy smiled and
    started moving towards him.  "That's nice.  But I think Jen needs some
    attention first."  Wendy's jaw dropped, but she was too shy to say
    anything.

    After untying her, Heph brought Jen to her feet and brought her to the
    center of the room.  All eyes were on her now; too many of them had
    fantasized about her to miss this.  Even the guy who was fucking Amy
    turned his head to watch as he shoved his dick in and out of her hole.
    Jen, however, was watching Amy.

    "Ready to get nailed like that, Jen?" As she glanced over at Tom, who
    had gotten her into this mess, she felt a stabbing pain in her left
    nipple.  "Don't look at him.  You're mine, for now," he whispered as
    he pinched her sensitive flesh.

    She struggled to keep her arms at her sides like she had been trained.
    She had had submissive fantasies since she was very young, but hadn't
    thought about doing anything about them until she had met Tom.  On
    their first date, he had held her down and rubbed her clit, never
    letting her orgasm, until she begged for him to fuck her.  When she
    finally did, he had told her that he would, but she had to promise she
    would be his slave and do whatever he wanted.

    In fact, that was how she had gotten into this situation.  It was
    Tom's idea, and she felt like she no longer had the right to choose.

    It had been a wild ride since she had met Tom.  She remembered how he
    had trained her to do what he wanted, pinching her nipples when she
    disobeyed.  He had taught her that she deserved to be punished when
    she misbehaved, and not to fight it.  She couldn't help but respond
    the same way when Heph punished her.

    Releasing her nipple, he looked her over carefully, pondering her
    response.  "I didn't realize you were this submissive."

    "Yes sir."

    "Does Tom make you obey him?"

    Again, "Yes sir."  She admitted it.  In front of everyone, no less.
    Previously, it had been something private between her and Tom.  Now
    everyone knew her status.

    "Did you agree to do this because it was what Tom wanted?"

    Hiding the truth wasn't even an option in her mind.  "Yes sir."

    "And you are going to willingly and enthusiastically do whatever you
    are told, to please me?"

    "Yes sir."

    Heph smiled.  "I suppose, then, the first order of business is to get
    the rest of your clothes off."  He pulled up a chair and took a seat.
    "Why don't you dance for me while you strip."

    Tom had taken her to strip clubs on occasion, so she knew what she was
    doing.  She was determined to give Heph the best experience of his
    life.  Turning around, she bent over with her hands on her knees, not
    to far, just enough to stick her ass out while he could still see her
    slender waste and naked back.

    Rotating her hips to make her ass sway from side to side, she pushed
    forward along her knees to make her pants slip down a little, exposing
    the top of her ass where her red thong dove between her legs.
    Standing up quickly and turning around, she walked towards him with
    her pants well off her hips, her thong the only thing left covering
    the top half of her mound.  Grabbing one side, she slid it down slowly
    and back up again, revealing a glimpse of the curve where her inner
    thigh met her mound and a little bit of her carefully trimmed bush.
    Standing with her hips inches away from his face, she rolled them
    forwards and back as she arched her back and ran her hand through her
    long hair, glancing downward to make sure his gaze ran between her
    nipples along her chest as she made eye contact with him.  Looking
    away, she let his attention return to her hips as she used her other
    hand to slowly slide the tight pants downward.

    Stepping out of her pants, she sat down on his lap, making sure her
    tailbone found the tip of his erect dick.  She arched her back and
    rested herself on his shoulder, feeling her hips move above his as she
    squeezed his trapped dick against his flat stomach.  As she turned
    herself toward him, she gave him a brief kiss before she started
    sliding downwards, holding his dick against him first with her hip,
    then her stomach, then her chest, until finally she was rubbing her
    cheek up and down the length of his shaft, glancing up at him and
    giving the tip of his dick an innocent little lick whenever he was
    least expecting it.

    Sliding away from him, she curled up on the floor like the most
    innocent little girl he had ever seen.  Running her hand along her
    chest, she gasped with pleasure as her hand slid past her nipple,
    heading down along the side of her body.  Continuing down along her
    side, her finger hooked in the side of her thong as it passed her hip,
    pulling it along as she rubbed her hand along her thigh, letting her
    pussy peek into view between her legs.

    Opening her legs, she let her pussy come fully into view, and ran a
    finger along her slit and then up across her mound, where Tom had made
    her trim her thin bush into a 'T', to remind her who it belonged to.

    Amy watched from the couch as the third guy ripped her shirt open and
    entered her.  A girl she didn't know sat down on the couch beside her,
    and started fondling her tits and whispering in her ear, telling her
    what a slut she was for letting everyone use her like this.  Amy felt
    herself getting more and more aroused as she was told how bad she was
    being.  Closing her eyes and listening, she came quickly.  When she
    opened her eyes, she found the guy inside her had finished, smirking
    at her as if he had been responsible, and moved out of the way so that
    the next guy could have her.

    As he moved towards Jen, Heph glanced over towards Amy, and saw what
    she probably hadn't noticed yet: Bill was next in line to fuck her
    now.  His attention returned to Jen.  Lying down his back, he motioned
    for Jen to come to him.  Obediently, she straddled him and prepared to
    impale herself on his dick.  As she let her weight drive him into her,
    she spread her legs as far as she could to make sure he could watch as
    her lips parted to allow him into her.  Watching Heph carefully, she
    started sliding up and down, doing her best to allow him to enjoy her
    as much as poosible.

    As Amy felt her latest partner cum inside her, she looked up
    expectantly to see who would be next to have her.  When her eyes met
    Bill's, her heart dropped.  She couldn't bring herself to say no after
    fucking everyone else.  Bill would get what he wanted, and she would
    have to lay there and let him have her.  She felt more helpless than
    she had at any time up to this point.

    She nervously watched him as he pulled down his pants and kneeled
    between her open legs.  She watched as he leaned forward towards her,
    and his hips started moving towards her exposed hole.  She flinched
    when she felt the tip of his dick touch her pussy, and looked away
    towards where Jen was busy fucking Heph, trying to distract herself,
    but she found the sensation of his hard dick sinking into her
    impossible to ignore.

    She felt his hand on her side, running lightly up and down above her
    hip, moving downward to caress the firm side of her stomach before
    heading back up to her chest.  She tensed, and prepared herself to
    endure him squeezing her tits.  But his hand only lingered slightly on
    the side of her exposed breast before continuing up and lightly
    stroking the side of her neck while he kept slowly fucking her.

    Reaching behind her, he started untying her arms.  Arching her back to
    give him better access, she felt her nipples brush against his shirt.
    The unexpected stimulation made her pussy tighted around him, causing
    him to press deep into her while he struggled to control himself, his
    weight on her clit as his body trembled.  She looked up at him while
    he finished untying her arms, wondering why he was treating her like
    this.  She had expected him to exploit the opportunity he had, with
    the girl of his dreams lying naked and restrained in front of him.
    That he hadn't was ... nice.  She leaned upwards and gave him a light
    kiss on his neck.

    She felt him continue fucking her with long, hard strokes, her body
    sinking into the soft couch with each thrust.  Her arms free now, she
    wrapped them around his waist, pulling him into her.  As his gentle
    hands found her breasts, she moaned slightly, realizing how aroused he
    was making her.  Running her arms up under his shirt to his shoulders,
    she enjoyed the feeling of his soft skin and strong back, knowing it
    would only be a short time before she came with Bill deep inside her.

    Each thrust drove her closer and closer to the edge as she clutched
    Bill to her.  Arching her back to press her chest against hers, she
    felt herself shake as her orgasm tore through her.  Struggling to
    catch her breath, she looked up at Bill and saw him struggling to
    control himself as he felt her body squirming beneath him.  It was a
    struggle she wanted him to lose.  Wrapping her legs around him, she
    looked deep into his eyes and moaned as she pressed her hips up
    towards him.  Unable to get away from her with her young body wrapped
    around his, she soon felt his entire body tense as he came deep inside
    of her.

    Wendy watched as she sat naked with her knee pulled up against her
    chest.  The sights and sounds of fucking all around her only reminded
    her of how badly she needed to be fucked.

    Heph laughed as he saw Wendy watching him.  "What's wrong, Wendy,
    getting a little horny?  Wanna get fucked?"

    She nodded, unsure whether he was just teasing him again.  Heph
    continued, "I don't know, you'll have to convince me, Jen here is
    doing a pretty good job ..."  Jen threw her head back and arched
    forwards, giving him a good view of her slender body as she slid up
    and down on his dick.  She knew she was willing to do whatever it took
    to make him happy, just as she had been trained.  Heph smiled at her.
    "That was your cue to start begging, Wendy."  Jen slid her hand up his
    thigh, and starting fondling his balls as she aggressively forced
    herself down onto him with long hard strokes.  Tom loved it when she
    did that.

    Wendy took a deep breath.  "Please fuck me, Heph."

    Heph didn't take his eyes off of Jen.  "Why?"

    "Watching all of this is making me really, really horny."

    Heph gave Jen a good slap on the ass.  "Show me."

    Wendy sighed, "Come on, Heph, please?  I really need to be fucked."

    Heph motioned for Jen to bend over so he could whisper in in her ear
    as Wendy looked on.  Suddenly, both of them started moving towards
    Wendy, who scooted backwards on the floor a bit.

    Jen got to her first.  Pushing Wendy down on her back, Jen took a
    nipple into her mouth and and started sucking furiously, ignoring the
    Wendy's squirms as her nipple was assaulted.  As Wendy struggled to
    regain control, she felt Heph grip her ankle, lifting it up and
    forward.  Pinned down with Jen on top of her, she couldn't bring her
    arms into any useful position.  Overwhelmed by the suddenness of the
    assault, she gasped for breath, struggling to think clearly as she
    felt Heph's dick slam deep into her soaking wet opening.

    Unable to control herself, Wendy started moaning and writhing as the
    two of them relentlessly fucked her.  There was nothing else she could
    do.  Jen was holding one of her arms down, and had the other trapped
    between her legs.  Jen met Wendy's gaze as she let the nipple she was
    sucking slip from her lips.  "Finger me or I'll start biting."

    Unwilling to find out what it would be like to feel teeth sink into
    her sensitive pink flesh, she slid her trapped arm up Jen's thigh,
    found her hole, and slid two fingers up into her.

    Meanwhile, Heph has his weight on her thighs, spreading her open as he
    fucked her.  When she tried to kick her legs, her hips just rocked
    back and forth slightly, causing Heph's dick to enter her slightly
    differently each time, stimulating a different part of her well-filled
    hole.

    Jen slid her hand down to Wendy's clit.  As Jen started to rub it,
    Wendy came instantly.  For a moment, she forgot to keep her fingers
    moving in and out of Jen's hole, until Jen's teeth on her nipple
    reminded her.

    Looking around, she saw everyone watching her, but she no longer
    cared.  Another orgasm ripped through her, her orgasms quickly
    beginning to run together as she felt Heph pounding away at her
    exposed hole.

    Heph relaxed, enjoying the feeling of tight pussy contracting
    rhythmically around his dick.  When he couldn't stand it any more, he
    let himself go rocked himself in and out of her as he pumped her full
    of his cum.  Jen had her mouth around him as soon as he pulled out,
    extending his enjoyment as he leaned on one arm.  Wendy curled up into
    a ball and didn't stop shaking for a minute or two.  "That was
    incredible," she gasped when she finally could speak.

    Looking up, Heph saw Amy curled up in Bill's arms on the couch, with a
    line of disappointed boys still hoping for a chance.  "It looks like
    Amy found what she wanted.  Would you like to take her place, Wendy?"

    As the next three boys in line helped Wendy up and laid her to the
    table, the look on her face confirmed she too felt she was in heaven.

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