Natalie hollered and cried out, her eyes rolling backwards, her face a masque of lustful stupor – just as Kai swooped in front of her to plug her panting mouth. She was already moaning as she was rocked by another anal orgasm — her cries muffled as she sucked Kai’s dick.
On the other bed, Lena was on her back, legs wide as she was fucked – her taught body rippling as she absorbed the strokes, her lovely D-cup tits bouncing horizontally as she slid along the bed. Wesley had been fucking her with a nice, steady rhythm when she started to wail and whimper. She pressed her fingers on her clit and started to rub — when Wesley added more pleasure by sliding in deeper, she howled — her back arching as she felt his full size ploughing her. She folded her legs around his back and drew him in deeper — before her arched body started to shake and convulse. Wesley toyed with her clitoral hood, extending the length of her pleasure — all while he rocked his hips back and forth piston-like.
The sound of moaning and grunting filled the room. Loudest of them all was Andrea — when she wasn’t having her mouth fucked.
As her 5’4 frame was pressed between the much larger, heavier bodies of these athletic studs, she rolled through wave after wave of feeling — it was no longer the ecstatic blow of pleasure, it was now a continuous glow. It was a feeling of completely given in — surrounded by hot flesh. All her senses, her essence, were filled with the glow of fucking. The two black dicks in her pussy and ass pistoned adjacently, the friction building until Andrea would grunt on the dick in her mouth, announcing her climax with an involuntarily gush of squirt to further lube their genitals. She felt a hand slap her ass as she was admonished for being such a brazen slut — though for her, that slap was a reward, not punishment. “Fuck me. Just keep fucking me,” was what she thought and meant to utter, but for the cock lodged in her mouth. Stopping, for any reason, would have been punishment. She was theirs to use. She was fuck meat to them — and she hoped they knew that.
“Fuck! Ohhh fuck! I’m gonna cum! Goddamn it!” Julius behind her announced, unable to resist the warm, wet tightness that was Andrea’s anal canal. He shoved in deep, groaning as he felt her ass squeeze him past the point of no return, then falling forward, crying out in agony as he shot ropes of ball juice deep in her guts.
“Oh yeah baby. Cum in my ass… fuck yeah!” Andrea purred, a delighted smile as she basked in the warm glow of his spunk filling her rectum. When he pulled out, she coaxed him over, even twisting a little, her mouth wide so she could swallow his cock and slurp off the residual juices.
On the floor, Kai was back to fucking Natalie. He had swapped with DeShawn again and was once again gripping her waist as he drilled his dick into her exquisite ass. He knew it wouldn’t be long before he’d have no choice but to blast her insides with the mother of all nutts. Unlike the boys of Frampton, he and Marcus had only just met Natalie that evening and while he knew she had been initiated that evening, he was certain that this girl was a born slut. What other girl could so easily and eagerly be buttfucked, by a guy she barely knew? DeShawn might’ve boasted about training her but Kai was sure that Natalie was a natural freak. Just the way she bounced back against his strokes while keeping her hands on her ass cheeks, opening herself for his reaming told him that one way or the other, Natalie was always meant to be a nasty girl. And the fact that she insisted on anal only? The thought of it all percolated in his mind, as the seed in his balls boiled over in response to this slut’s magnificent body.
“Fuck! Baby I’m gonna bussss!”
What was his name again? Natalie couldn’t recall. But seeing as he just came in her ass – she’d have to start calling him Daddy. She moaned around DeShawn’s dick as she relished the thought and feeling of another stud draining his ball load in her anal cavity.
She squeezed her sphincter for as long as she could, milking him until eventually, she felt him deflate… and gingerly pull out, spent and subdued. Her hole gaped wildly and sucked in air. She could feel his warm load inside her, some of it leaking out.
“Suck his dick, Natalie,” DeShawn was quick to remind her of her training. More than anyone else, DeShawn loved to make Natalie debase herself – always insisting she suck his cock clean after anal, during their many hours of training. Or insist she give him a post-fuck recovery rimjob. It hadn’t taken long to instil that discipline in her — if a dick pulled out of her ass, she would turn around and suck it. It was part of being a buttslut, she had come to learn.
Spinning around on her knees in front of Kai, she opened her mouth demurely — and was gratefully received, satisfying the older Caribbean man with a post-nutt ass-to-mouth clean up. Of course she hadn’t forgotten her training — she was just enjoying the post-coital feeling. But DeShawn never missed an opportunity to dominate her.
Natalie spread her cheeks open with her hands, presenting her gape to DeShawn as she slurped up cum and her own ass flavours on Kai’s cock. Unsurprisingly, he never fully deflated — remaining at half mast as Natalie continued to service him, sliding her throat down his cock until her face was on his belly. When she tried to move, he stopped her — gripping the collar around her neck as leverage, holding her in place. Natalie gurgled around his meat patiently waiting to be released. At the same time she expected to have her ass re-entered by DeShawn but was surprised when it wasn’t.
After a minute, Kai pulled out of her mouth, his cock and balls adequately polished, and left her. She turned around to address why no one was currently fucking her. To her chagrin, Natalie saw that DeShawn had joined up with Andrea on the bed, having quickly moved to mount her ass.
On the other bed, Lady Lena was now getting spit-roasted by Wesley and Marcus. Julius and Kai were enjoying a drink, their balls recently drained. Where was Micah?
Someone spoke through the fog of moaning and sex-induced noise.
“Huh?” Natalie looked up. It was Micah. She smiled up at from the floor, still on all fours. She arched her back instinctively and scooted her ass up to invite him in.
“Are you OK?” He asked instead, caressing her naked body. “Do you want a break?” He crouched down to kiss her, making her relish her post-fuck bliss and the comfort of his softer tact — in contrast to the rougher manhandling she had just been subjected to.
She could do with a little break and re-charge. “Oh my god – what a crazy night.”
He helped her to her feet, giving her tushy a playful spank. “Let’s go outside for some air. And don’t forget your butt plug,” he said, presenting the sex toy she had been wearing earlier that evening.
Natalie took the little bejewelled plug into her hand and studied it for a moment. She put the plug into her mouth, wetting it, before handing it back to Micah.
“Put this back in my ass please. I wanna make sure I stay nice and loose.”
They swivelled past the jamboree of naked bodies towards the balcony.
***
The air felt cool in the pitch black night. A perfect place to catch one’s breath in the midst of an orgy.
From the balcony, they would have had a view of the back garden but the night was too dark to see anything. Natalie was still amazed at the size and grandeur of the house — it was like a mansion house fit for an old money land baron. She wondered what strange turn of evens had led this rich property to become the residence of a bunch of horny students. From what she’d heard, Frampton House had been a male student residence for decades. Always black students too, from what she’d been told. She wondered why Frampton House never formed a Frat as it clearly had a lot of the hallmarks.
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