Swimming in Cum - Sex Stories

Swimming in Cum

... overpowering. The place reeks. “Nasty Girl” starts blasting from the sound system. You dance and undulate like a pro, running your hands all over your body, fingering your pussy, squeezing your nipples and holding them out on display. “This isn’t too bad.” you think. Until you realize that the sloping floor gives the audience easy access to you from all sides. Then you notice that at least half of them are openly playing with their dicks and leering at you. You’re revolted and disgusted. You’re just a nipple. And you’re about to get squeezed. Dozens of sick perverts grope you; they stick their fingers in your asshole, up your cunt. They grab your tits and pull your nipples. “Oh, God!” you moan loudly in shock and despair. You feel like you’re on the gallows. The sick fucks tormenting you think you moaned in pleasure, spurring them to double their depraved assault. You scream, “Oh GOD! OH GOD! OH GOD!” in terror and humiliation. You just want to die. You burst out in tears, sobbing uncontrollably. Your face gets hot and glows cherry red. You have never been so humiliated and ashamed in your life. They still don’t realize your true emotional state; they think you’re getting off. One man steps right up to you as the others pull back and watch. It’s an often repeated ritual in this dump. He’s been pulling his dick for some time already and he shoots his load all over your belly. You simply stand there, stunned at this new degradation. He sticks a $20.00 bill into you garter and ...

... waves a $100.00 bill in your face. “Eat it, bitch, and you get this.” Out of pure anger and hatred for this prick you refuse to succumb to your shame. Your hands scoop up all his spunk and you smear it into you face, your mouth is open wide, your tongue extended to receive his perverse offering. You lick and suck his cum off your fingers, then snatch the green paper prize from him with your teeth. You holster the bill in your garter. “GANG BANG!” someone shouts, joined by a chorus of “GANG BANG! GANG BANG! GANG BANG!” One of the many large, muscular bouncers plows through the crowd, knocking them all aside like rag dolls. “Yes or no?” he asks you. You stare at him blankly. “Yes or no,” he repeats “It’s your choice.” “Wha-“ “Do you wanna get fucked? Yes or no?” he says, losing patience. Your heart stops. You can’t breath. Time stops. Get fucked? GANG FUCKED?? Oh my God! “y-yes” you mumble, timidly. “What?” he asks. In a voice louder than even you can believe, you answer, “YES, I WANNA GET FUCKED!” As if by magic you hear scuffling and a plunk sound as a large, cum stained black leather Ottoman appears in the center of the pit, along with a basket for them to throw money into. The bouncer says, “bend over, you’re gonna NEED this.” You do as he commands and he sticks something in your ass. You feel a cold liquid filling your rectum. “Lube” he reassures you. You mount the Ottoman with your ass high in the air and your legs spread apart like a slut. You feel the first cock slide ...