Trista had just started working at Beauregard’s just two short months before she was booked for her first private party. She had come a long way from being that shy inexperienced girl that walked through the door in early June. 

She was very nervous about tonight. Fresh out of high school, she had taken the job to build up her bank account before she left for college in the fall. 

She arrived at the Wilmore Hotel just before 8 pm. Her long beige trench coat covered the little school girl uniform hidden beneath it. Marcus had told her that when she arrived she was to go to room 307 and ask for Todd, a slightly balding, pudgy man. He was the one who booked the entertainment for his best friend’s bachelor party that night.

In the elevator she nervously looked through her bag. She didn’t want to forget anything. She figured it would be just like dancing in the private show rooms at the club. The doors opened and she peered out into the hall.  Luckily there was no one around. 

She checked each door looking for the right one. Finally she was there. She tightened the belt on her trench coat and knocked on the door. Trista tried to look confident as she waited.

A tall thin man who couldn’t have been more than 25 greeted her at the door with a drunken smile. He stared at her for a moment before he spoke. 

“You must be the girl we’ve been waiting for” he said as he pulled her inside by the arm.

“Well Marcus told me to be here at 8” she answered as she pulled free of his grip.

“Todd” Mike bellowed. “she’s here… what do you want me to do with her?” 

Todd quickly came to the door and ushered her into another room of the lavish suite. She could tell they spared no expense when it came to the room. Her mind raced as she thought of the large gratuity she would get at the end of the night.

“Ok Candy Cain right?” he asked as he closed the door behind them. 

She nodded and looked around the room. She was still getting used to being called her stage name. Sitting down on the huge bed, she untied the belt and waited to be informed of how things would go. She heard a faint barking but figured it came from another guest’s suite and dismissed it.

“Ok. Kyle is the guy’s name the party is for. He is really a bit shy and well I want you to lay it on thick with him. Really get him going. If you do a good job I’ll make sure you get what’s coming to you.” 

“Ok Todd, but I am just here to strip. I know Marcus made it very clear that I can’t go any further or I would lose my job.” she remarked as she stood up.

The trench coat slipped from her body as she gave it a slight tug. He stood there for a moment just staring at her firm 19 year old body. She laid her bag down on the bed and dug out two scrunches and proceeded to quickly pull her hair into two pony tails. 

She then handed him a cd from her bag. “Track number 7 is the one I like the best.” 

“Ok. Now just let me get out there and get it set up. When I announce you, I’ll start the song and you can make your entrance. I‘ll have him sitting in the chair up front so you can get to him easily”

“No problem. I’m ready whenever you are Todd” she smiled.
He quickly exited the room and went back to the others. She could hear him as the sounds quieted. There was supposed to be only 12 men there that night but from the noise they made it sounded like nearly twice that many.

“Ok Kyle… I know tonight is your last night as a free man before you take the plunge yet again, and I wanted to get something special for you. So, without any further ado, let me give you your little present for tonight, Miss Candy Cain,” Todd announced loudly as he started the music.

She came strutting out into the room. It was dark with the exception of a small circle in the center where she was to dance. Several lamps had been gathered and set up to illuminate the area but keep her audience out of sight until she was well into her act. She carefully made her way to the center of the room.

She stopped, standing with her back toward the group of onlookers. Softly she tossed her crimson tresses over her delicate shoulder as she gave them a quick glance. The cherry lollipop clutched in her right hand.  A coy smile crossed her candy pink lips as she turned her head back around. The music began to play a transfixing melody. Her willowy body began to stir as the music invaded her soul.


She turned toward them and strutted toward the guest of honor. All signs of fear had slipped away as she focused on the job at hand. She slid the crimson confection between her lips languidly, twisting it as she withdrew it. The tip of her soft pink tongue danced over it as she approached him. Her eyes widened immediately as she saw him amongst 7 other men. It felt as if she would collapse on the spot with fear.

Her own father was the guest of honor. She tried to shake it off, knowing that she had a job to do. He looked just as shocked as she did when he saw her. She then held it out toward him, leaning in closer as well. She continued to tease the lolly while she stared into his eyes. Instead of seeing contempt for her all she saw was sheer unadulterated lust. He began to lick the cherry red treat. 

She pulled it away letting her tongue tease his for a moment before she put the candy to his lips again and pushed it inside. She then stood up again and moved toward the center of the room giving all the men a good view of her body. The back of her hand gently thrust upward from her side as she laid it on top of her head. Her wrist turned as it caressed her cheek before journeying down the side of her neck as it lightly grazed her porcelain skin. 

Her hand crossed in front of her neck and to the opposite breast. She slid back the vest letting it slip off her shoulder and hang from only the one side. She bit down on her lower lip as her fragile hand slid to cradle her full breast in it's palm. The dark center of it shown clearly through the taut fabric of her shirt. Trista teased the hardened nub, pinching it and tugging it through her shirt.

She let out an inaudible moan as she continued to dance. The thought of her own father watching her with such lust had her mind reeling with thoughts she never thought possible. She slid the vest the rest of the way off and dropped it at the feet of one of the other men, making sure they all got a good show. Trista's hands then gripped the shirt tightly. In a single fluent motion she ripped the buttons off as the shirt pulled wide open and was discarded just as quickly.


She ran her hands across her breasts again, feeling her nipple grow even harder from her light touch. Her fingers faintly traced the hardened nubs before moving down her flat stomach. Her hips swayed seductively as her body yielded to the rhythms coaxing. The soft sensual shimmer of her skin from the lotion she had used earlier bathed her curvaceous form with an intoxicating glow.

Her eyes scanned the group of men watching her. Once again her eyes locked on her father as she dropped to her knees. Her thighs spread in a fluid motion as her hands slid down over the front of the tiny plaid skirt. Her hips began to thrust wantonly as her she drug the fabric up, exposing the little white thong further. The fabric was damp to the touch from her excitement.  

Her head tossed from side to side as she started to grind her hips. Her hands caressed her luxuriously soft skin. The lustful need became increasingly obvious in her opulent dark eyes and shameless wanton smile. Her hands skimmed her young flesh as she thrust her hips harder. Her body was on fire with desire to be taken. Beckoning to him to touch her, she keeps her gaze locked on him.

The entire time her father sat there watching  her he kept trying to remind himself that she was his daughter, his own flesh and blood. That didn't seem to matter though, his cock was aching for her. Her body burned with a lust only his touch could sooth. She quickly rose to her feet in a graceful move. She turned away from him as she hooked her fingers in the waistband of her skirt. Slowly she peeled it down, letting it land around her feet. Trista stepped out of it and kicked it aside. 

Her soft pale cheeks were only inches from him. He slapped them hard as he could. She winced as his hand connected with her creamy white flesh. It sent the sensation racing through her body. His finger then quickly slipped under the back of her thong as he pulled her back into his lap. She could smell the alcohol on his breath as he spoke his first words to her of the night. 

"Mmmmm you know now that you've teased me I won't let you leave without having my way with you"

She was in complete shock as she sat there on his lap. Clumsily she tried to pull away from him but he slipped his arm around her waist before she could move. His mammoth hard on spoke volumes about his intentions. Suddenly it no longer mattered to him who she was. She was going to feel that hard cock in her regardless of how she felt. The others loudly cheered him on as he began to pry her panties away. She squirmed as she tried to get up but he would not hear of it.

Trista leaned her head against his shoulder as she whispered loud enough for only him to hear. "Oh daddy no. You can't do this. Let me go"

He could hear the urgency in her voice but none of that mattered now. His fingers had found their way to the paradise between her thighs and he had no intentions of letting it slip away. His other hand landed on her cheek as he turned her face toward his. Before she could utter another word his tongue forced between her lips.

His thumb crushed her clit into her pelvic bone as he began to rub it harshly. She let out a loud whimper into his mouth but it went unheard by the others. From where they sat her squirming was just signifying how much she was enjoying his touch. 


He then gripped the fabric covering her tender flesh. With a single yank he ripped it from her. She let out another loud whimper as it tore free. The men all watched in amazement as he brazenly caressed her body, his tongue still probing her mouth. 

He pulled back and laughed as he used both hands to spread her legs wide apart. The music had ended and the room was far from quiet as the men chattered amongst themselves. 

“Well fella’s does she look like she needs a good hard fucking or what?”

Several of them loudly agreed. Trista was terrified as she began to plead with him.

“Let me go please. I can’t… I’ll get fired,” she tried to rationalize, not wanting them to know the real reason.  
Her hands looked so small against his muscular forearms as she tried to get out of his grasp. He just gripped her tighter and laughed. The others were either too drunk to notice or to care about her resistance. 

“Someone grab her and hold her still. I need to get some of that pussy,” he slurred.

One of the others, Jim, promptly grabbed her by the arms and pulled her from his lap. She looked so frail in comparison to the men in the room. Her father stood up behind her and undid his belt. 

“Bend her over the chair. We can tie her hands with this,” he remarked as he drug over one of the other chairs. The metal frame of it perfect for his need.

Jim let go of her wrists as he moved her toward the chair. She didn’t struggle; what was the use. They could easily overpower her.  She gripped the chair arms almost willingly as he pushed her forward. Kyle then lashed his leather belt around her left wrist. Jim offered up his belt as well. With both hands secured Kyle quickly moved behind her.

He ran his hand down along her succulent body. Then he kicked her feet apart, leaving her standing there in just the white socks and little black shoes.  His finger traveled up and down her delicate pussy lips, gathering it’s wetness as it went.

Glistening with her juices, he lifted the finger to his lips and took a taste of his daughter’s sweetness. The lust that filled his soul raged. It was like throwing gasoline on a grass fire. He stripped quickly, kicking his clothing aside. His thick 9 inch cock stood ready. He gripped it with one hand, resting the other on her hip, and began to guide the head of his cock in. 

Silently, tears streamed down her cheeks. She could not believe this was happening. Her own father was about to fuck her. Just a few moments later the taboo act was inspiring her, now it was sickening her. She could feel a knot growing in the pit of her stomach as she waited for the impending penetration. 

Painstakingly slow he began to slip his rigid rod inside her. Inch by inch it filled her. He let out a loud groan as the head pushed further inside her tight little cavern.  The wetness enveloped him. 

“Oh god you are so fucking tight.” he said as he hilted himself inside her. 

The men watched in awe. Jim stepped in front of her. Each of her father’s thrusts began to push her forward. Her sultry body was too much for him to resist. He unzipped his pants and freed the massive cock trapped inside. She glared up at him through tear-filled eyes.

The music masked the sounds enough that no one outside the room would know what was going on. The sexual tension in there was becoming overwhelming. Jim rubbed the tip of his shaft over her pouty lips. Precum began to ooze from it as it glided over them. She tried to keep her mouth shut but it was nearly impossible.

Kyle began to pick up his pace. He watched as his thick glistening shaft moved in and out of her tight pussy. Without warning his hand came crashing down hard on her firm white cheeks. She let out a loud whimper, allowing Jim to force into her warm, wet mouth. She was trapped between the two cocks now. Each thrust would push her further onto the other cock.

Trista clenched her eyes shut. Her hormones had begun to win the struggle to stay in control. Kyle felt her began to grind as his hips landed firmly against her ass. She flinched uncontrollably when his hand connected, forcing a sharp cry from her. The sound was muffled by the wet slurping sounds as Jim’s massive cock pushed deep into her throat. At first she gagged as the mammoth member stretched her throat slightly.

She couldn’t help herself. Her pussy was burning with desire. The feel of her own father stuffing her full of cock was driving her insane. Her mind kept telling her how sick it was, how she shouldn’t enjoy it… she couldn’t.  All that mattered now though was reaching that ever closer climax her body yearned for.

Jim let out a loud moan as she began to suck him.  Her tongue expertly moved around his swollen shaft. He began to buck harder and faster. His balls slapped against her chin.

“My god Kyle this slut really fucking knows what she’s doing,” he groaned as he reached down and gripped her hair. 

“You wouldn’t believe how tight and wet the little bitch is either,” he replied to Jim.

“Oh yeah baby fuck back, slam those hips into me,” he remarked loudly. “Damn I got to have some of that ass.”

Her eyes widened as his words sunk in. She felt him slide out of her warm little slit. The head of his cock lined up with the little puckered hole and began to press into it. She couldn’t protest in her position. 

As the bulbous head ripped through that tight ring of muscle she tensed up. Her teeth scraped roughly over Jim’s swollen rod. He drew back and slapped her hard across he face as he withdrew his cock. 

“Do that again bitch and I swear to you I’ll fist your pussy,” he said before jamming his cock back into her throat. 

“Oh fuck yes,” Kyle moaned as he pushed the rest of his cock into her with a single thrust. 

The searing pain spread through her body like wildfire. Her whimpers went unheard as Jim took over fucking her throat. She tried to swallow around him to keep from gagging again. He groaned with delight and picked up his pace. She could feel his cock throbbing as the cum raced up from his balls and was expelled down her throat. 

Quickly as she could she swallowed down every drop, trying to keep from tasting the vile liquid. In all the times she had given blowjobs in the past she had never been able to swallow because of the wretched taste.

“Uuugh fuck. Oh fucking god,” he grunted before pulling his deflated cock from her mouth. 

He stepped back letting another take his place. Todd stepped up quickly with his cock in hand. Each of Kyle’s thrusts made her lunge forward. He slapped the tip of his cock against her lips as he smiled with evil glee. She parted her lips, figuring she could end this humiliation quicker if she just obliged.

Her father gripped her hips tightly as he began to mercilessly pound her tight little hole. She let out a sharp cry as she felt him bury himself completely in, in a single violent thrust. His warm seed emptied into her bowels as she twitched. Her pussy was dripping wet with her juices. Her mind was still clouded with despise and anger, as the lust tried to take hold.



He yanked his semi erect cock from her dark entry. It made a loud wet plop as it exited and the thick milky cum began to ooze from the gaping hole.  
“Who’s next?” he laughed as he stumbled back. 

Mike quickly jumped up. He had sat there stroking his thick 8 inch cock the entire time. 

“Let’s untie her so we can take all three holes at once.” Mike suggested. 

Everyone agreed and the belts were removed. He laid down on the floor and pulled Trista’s slender body on top of him. Todd decided to move back to her mouth and forced his cock inside. He was just about average when it came to length but it was incredibly thick. 

Her lips stretched tightly around him as he began to pump in and out of her mouth. Ryan, the tall skinny redhead who looked like he couldn’t be any older than she was moved behind her. He pushed her forward slightly as he prepared to enter her freshly fucked ass. Mike’s cock was deeply embedded in her slick little cunt, filling it to capacity.

“God she’s so fucking wet. She’s fucking loving this,” Mike remarked as he pulled her down hard on his cock. “And so fucking tight.”

She let out a loud moan as Ryan pushed deep inside her. His thrusts seemed to control the pace of things. With each powerful thrust into her she was pushed forward into Todd, forcing his cock down her throat. Then as she pulled back Mike and Ryan stretched her holes as they penetrated deeply. 

Something inside her mind suddenly snapped. Her resistance faded away. She began to rock her body hard, back and forth, impaling herself on the multitude of cocks that pistoned in and out of her.  She began to moan around the cock stuffed into her mouth. Her tongue wildly slithered over it as she began to suck with all her might. 
“That’s it. Oh god yes suck it Candy. I’m CUMMINGGGGG,” Todd screamed.

Her father watched with a proud smile as his daughter pleased his friends so eagerly now.  Todd soon filled her mouth with another milky load of cum, pulling out before the final shot released. It splattered across her pretty young face.  The others laughed at the look of utter shock on her face.  Kyle noticed Joey kept his distance from the action. Brad quickly moved in and slid his huge erection between Trista’s lips. 

She was sucking like a starving baby attacking a bottle. The tip of her tongue traced up and down along the underside of his shaft as she devoured every inch of him.  She thrust back into Ryan and Mike’s cocks as hard as she could, fucking them with complete abandon. 

Her eyes gleamed with a possessed lust as she took all they could give her. Suddenly Mike’s cock erupted, sending thick ropes of cum deep into her womb. She let out a loud moan around Brad’s cock as her pussy began to spasm. She began to cum hard around him. Mike’s cock, balls and even his thighs were covered as her juices flooded out of her. She squeezed tightly around both cocks inside her as she let out another stifled moan.

The action only stopped long enough for Mike to slip out from under her ad Tim to take his place. Her pussy gushed with the mixture of their jizz.  Tim was a tall muscular black man with the biggest damn cock she had ever seen. It had to be about 10 inches long and two and a half inches thick.


Brad and Ryan hesitated long enough to get her situated on Tim’s massive shaft.  Her eyes widened as she felt her pussy stretch to new depths by the large intruder. She drew in several shallow, ragged breaths as she tried to get used to the massive muscle buried inside her.

Once she began to move the others continued. Brad grabbed her by the sides of the head, holding her steady as he fucked her willing mouth with deep brutal thrusts. She stared up at him in amazement as he pushed into her throat again and again. She had her rhythm down now and did not gag once even with his large size. Ryan shoved his cock deep into her puckered canal hard and fast, forcing her even down even more on Tim. 

“Mmmm damn she feels good,” Tim replied as his hands began to move over her supple breasts. 

Her body began to tremble as the three men fucked her in unison. Loudly she began to moan around Brad’s rigid rod. She sucked with all her might as she began to writhe. Another orgasm had her caught in it’s grasp. Tim’s cock moved in and out of her with greater ease as she coated it with her nectar.

Kyle’s cock was beginning to throb as he watched them work his daughter over. Her body glistened with a thin sheen of sweat, making it look even more sultry.  Tim began to pinch her dark little nipples, twisting them slightly between his thumb and forefinger. She responded with a soft squeak and a abrupt thrust of her hips. 

He began to tweak them harder, twisting them as he pulled them back. Her chest began to heave as she panted like a bitch in heat. She loved the slight twinge of pain as it rippled through her body. Another wave of orgasms quickly washed over her trembling flesh. 

Ryan couldn’t hold back any longer. He unleashed a torrent of creamy spunk deep into her anal cavity. He groaned as it shot deep inside her. Her muscles milked him dry as he began to retract his semi limp cock. 

“Fuck that was amazing,” he remarked as he yanked his spent member from her.

Kyle looked over at Joey, the youngest member of their group. He looked to be only about 17 at the oldest. His hard on had his jeans stretched uncomfortably tight. He watched intently but made no effort to join in. 

“Get in there and fuck her Joey,” Kyle bellowed at him.

The boy looked at him a bit amazed. He knew who Trista was and was amazed at what was happening before his very eyes. He slowly stood up and undid his pants. The others began to cheer him on as she whipped out his thick 8 ½ inch cock. 

Tim bounced her up and down on his gigantic cock harder and faster than ever while Brad continued to punch deep into her throat with every thrust. It was all he could do to hold out this long as he watched Tim manhandle the girl. 

With a loud grunt he emptied his seed into her throat, filling her stomach with yet another load of cum. She slurped it down hungrily and continued to suck as if trying to free more from his aching balls.  He quickly pulled back and slapped his softening member against her cheek.

Joey slid in behind her. His cock met little resistance as it slid into the gaping fuck hole. She let out a passionate moan as the two men filled her with their members. She looked over to her father who sit there stroking his thick shaft with his hand. Her lips parted invitingly as her tongue traced them. 

It was more than he could stand. Kyle was quickly on his feet and in front of his daughter’s face. He rubbed the head of his cock over her luscious lips.  The tip of her soft pink tongue snuck out and flickered lightly against the head, gathering the droplets of pre cum that leaked out. He groaned as his cock stiffened even more. 
Her body jolted forward as the thrusts became more animalistic. Tim let out a low growl as he slammed his cock deeper than ever in her tight little hole. A flood of semen rushed into her as his cock jerked within her. She came again, clenching so tightly around him that his cock was literally stuck there until the climax began to fade. Joey moaned quietly as his cock shredded her dark hole. He became more brutal with his thrusts as his pace quickened. 


Kyle slowly eased his cock into his daughter’s hot little mouth. Her tongue swirled around the head as it pushed inside. Within seconds it was pushed deep into her throat. She was panting still, her body trembling uncontrollably as the abuse on her holes continued. Tim some how managed to remain hard inside her and was bucking up into her like a wild stallion. 

Kyle gripped his daughter’s hair and began to pull her head up and down. Her velvety soft lips glided over his swollen cock, sending chills through him. He could not believe what a rush it was to be sucked by his beautiful baby girl. 

Tim grunted loudly as he jack hammered into her quivering cunt. His thick fingers began to pull harder on her erect little nipples. She winces from the pain but it didn’t slow her down any.  A second wave of cum soon followed the first into her cunt. Tim’s cock shrunk inside her. 

They stopped long enough to let him side out from under Trista’s writhing body.  Joey dug his fingers into the soft flesh of her hips as he pulled her back into him with all his might.  He stared coldly at Kyle as he watched him raping the mouth of his own child. Part of it sickened Joey but he was never one to turn down a hot piece of ass. 

Kyle began to hammer her mouth with long deep strokes. “That’s it darling… suck my dick baby. Oh god yes you know how I like it.”
Her tongue continued to lavish attention on his turgid member. Her body was trapped between the two and jolted back and forth with the rhythm of their thrusts. Trista was shaking. Never before had she had such a hunger for cock in her entire life. Her breasts bounced freely as the two continued with their onslaught of thrusts. 

Finally Joey tossed his head back and let out a loud primal sounding grunt. His cock was buried balls deep inside her and spraying her full of his thick seed. She whimpered loudly as it throbbed inside her, pumping her even fuller of cum. It began to leak from both holes now as he pulled out of her sloppy wet ass. 

He looked at Kyle who was lost in the lustful bliss of his daughter’s mouth. 

“I think this bitch needs to suck me clean,” he said in a sadistic tone.

Kyle smirked as he pulled his shaft away from his daughter’s suckling lips. He stepped aside and let Joey move in. Trista was disgusted by the thought. As soon as she opened her mouth to protest he slid his cum soaked cock into her mouth. 

“Now be a good whore and clean it all up,” he demanded. 

His eyes didn’t leave Kyle’s as he smirked. Trista’s face contorted in disgust as she tasted the rancid mixture of ass and cum on his skin. She sucked quickly hoping the taste would diminish but it didn’t. Finally satisfied he pulled his clean cock out of her mouth and started to walk back to his seat.

“Now make her suck you like a good little girl should suck her daddy,” he remarked just loud enough for Kyle and Trista to hear.

Kyle wasn’t shaken by the comment but she visibly was. Her secret was out. Did the other’s hear? Would they tell? She was filled with an indescribable dread as the heavy realization of the consequences filled her mind. 

Kyle rammed his cock back into her mouth before she could react. She gagged at the surprise invasion but quickly was lulled back into her desire to please him. Her lips clenched tightly around him as she once again began to suck hard. 

She looked up at her daddy as he fed her every inch of his huge shaft. Curiosity grew as she noticed the look on his face changing to one of uncertainty.  The music was still going so she did not hear the door open and close to the suite’s bathroom. The men went wild as they watched in anticipation. 

Her body stiffened as she felt something cold and wet against her warm abused cunt. Then a long thick tongue began to lap at her. She assumed it was one of the men who decided to get a little kinky. Little did she know what was about to happen would change her forever.

She tried to turn her head but Kyle’s grip on her hair forbid it. She parted her thighs as the intimate licking continued. The tongue snaked into her gaping ass and dug out some of the cum that was still leaking from it. Then it dipped into her cunt. She let out a soft moan around her father’s cock.

Her hips lifted slightly as the tongue moved from her clit up to her crack. She shivered with delight at the incredible sensation. All that soon changed as she suddenly felt the long legs of the Great Dane wrap around her waist as it tried to mount her.

Panicked by the revelation of what was about to happen she tried to pull away. Kyle held her firmly in place as the dog’s hips lunged at her unprotected pussy. Killer’s thick red meat protruded from it’s furry shaft and wildly stabbed at her trying to find it’s mark. Trista wiggled trying to keep from letting him enter but Joey, who had led the dog in reached down and carefully guided the pointy tip between her puffy pink lips. 

In a single thrust the dog had buried himself deep inside her and was humping frantically. She tried to scream but her father’s thick shaft choked out all sounds making them no louder than a murmur. The only sounds she heard was the slapping of the dog’s body against her own as it painfully penetrated her, and the various moans of the men as they stroked their cocks at the sight. 

Kyle pulled out of her inviting mouth and held his cock inches from her face. She let out a loud shriek and begged for assistance. All he could do was milk his cock in front of her as an obscene amount of his cum squirted out and covered her face. 

“Oh god no don’t let him fuck me… PLEASE HELP ME,” she yelped

There she was trapped on all fours as this behemoth fucked her mercilessly. Her pussy spasmed as the hot doggy cock stuffed deep inside her with its quick strokes. Suddenly she was cumming. Her body betrayed her as her muscles flexed around her animal lover. 

Her body twitched as the orgasms rippled through her. Mindlessly she began to buck into his thrusts. This quickly brought a myriad of responses from the men. 

“Oh my god look at that slut.”

“My god she’s taking all that cock look at her go.”

The comments continued as she began to scream. She could feel him swelling inside her. Killer’s cock made Tim’s feel almost average in comparison as it filled her past anything she had known before.  She couldn’t help but cum again and again on the swelling mass of flesh buried inside her. Her sides were streaked with angry red marks from his claws scratching her, causing her to whimper with each worsening dig.

“HOLY SHIT LOOK AT THAT KNOT!” exclaimed Mike as he stared in amazement at it. “He’s gonna rip her apart.”

She felt it banging on her stretched cunt as it grew. She shut her eyes tight as her body shook uncontrollably. Another mind-blowing orgasm ripped through her body and provided just enough wetness for him to force the monster ball inside her. She let out a sharp cry signaling his triumphant entry. 

His quick flurry of strokes became less powerful as he successfully trapped her in place. He was panting heavily and his long pink tongue dangled from the side of his mouth. It was amazing how he stretched her. Her body was so weak from the orgasms she nearly toppled over as another one tore through her. 

“OH FUCK” she screamed as she came harder than ever. 

Her eyes almost rolled back into her head as she felt the dog began to pump her full of it’s watery cum. He yelped loudly as he came inside his human cum dumpster. Her pussy was completely full. The mixture of their fluids began to leak out of the obliterated hole. There was nothing she could do but rock back and forth as it filled her and wait for the knot to subside. Finally Killer stopped thrusting and just 

Without hesitation Joey reached down and rubbed the dog’s massive sack. Killer promptly began to fuck her once again. Her body jerked like a rag doll as he continued to claim what was now his bitch.  Her voice became quieter, weakened from the strain of such intense orgasms and moaning. 

After several more short interludes initiated by Joey’s caress Killer’s knot shrunk down enough to slip free. He contently dismounted and padded off to a cool corner of the room to lick himself. Trista promptly collapsed on the floor. Her body quivered as she panted. It was all she could do to catch her breath.  The men quickly surrounded her, cocks in hand as they stroked hard and fast. 

Soon she felt the warm shower of liquid sex covering her body. It was matted in her hair, coating her skin, stinging the fresh wounds caused by Killer’s claws. When it was finished Kyle helped her to her feet and lead her to the bathroom. 

“You and I will talk about this later… for now just get cleaned up and go rest. You must be beat,” he said as he handed her a clean towel and closed the door.

She took a quick shower as she tried to wash the cum and shame away. Her mind was still reeling from the ordeal. Part of her was still in shock as she thought about how disgusting the night was. She winced as she washed her sore pussy and ass. Both holes horribly tender now from their usage.

She wrapped the towel around herself and went back to the room with her bag. To her surprise she found her stripping outfit laid upon the bed neatly along with $300 more than her fee. Along with a note that read…

“Thanks for the great show. We’ll definitely recommend you to our friends… Todd” 

She changed into a pair of baggy jeans and a t shirt that she had brought with her and stuffed the money into her pocket. Before she left she peeked in at the men. They all were still recovering and bragging about how hard they fucked her. She just shook her head and quickly walked out the door.

