Chapter 1: Alley
I had no idea what this guy’s name was but his cock was sliding out of my throat as I knelt on the dirtiest bathroom floor in some hole in the wall bar. I'd grown up in shitty neighborhoods and that somehow got me into this place at just 18, with no fake ID required. A little dark eyeliner and a tight dress makes street rats overlook the three years of difference.
He laughed and stepped back as I licked away the promising bead of precum from my lip.
“Not bad, not bad.”
A few catcalls came from beside me, I glanced over at the sink and saw four guys huddled together, watching me, laughing, chatting.
I made eye contact with one of the men as I slid the stranger’s dick back into my throat-it disappeared completely inside my mouth. I slipped my long tongue out of my mouth along his shaft and tickled his balls that had been resting on my chin. I winked at the four men, hoping they’d want a turn later. I’d learned that variety was the best spice in the bedroom-okay, bathrooms, alleys, cars, and occasionally-just occasionally-my bedroom when I was home alone and bored.
The man I went down on, I let him enjoy it before I pushed him back, a saliva string drooping from my bottom lip to the tip of his cock. I stood up, wiping my mouth and smearing my lipstick all over my chin.
“Enjoy that?” I whispered, sarcasm dripping with my saliva from my lips.
“You going to let me finish, little slut?” He asked slipping his thumb into my mouth. “Fine, but only because you’re hot,” I said before squatting and jerking his cock with a firm grip while I sucked on the tip. I knew he was close. His salty precum seeped into my mouth with each lazy up-down movement of my fist. I kept my pace controlled and steady, waiting for his release while I made small talk with the four men who were all watching me in amazement. I felt powerful, my ego boosted by their widened eyes and the growing bulges in their pants.
The man in my mouth me stiffened and gasped. I knew he was about to come. I kept my mouth wrapped around his tip with a coy smile on my face, exploding cum hitting the roof of my mouth.
I kept my mouth full, swallowing and making eye contact with one of the onlooking men. I swallowed and stood up, taking a glowstick from my tiny purse meant more for raging than beauty accessories. I twirled it between my fingers before snapping it and shaking it until a fluorescent green light glowed before me.
“You guys want to get out of here?” I asked the four men, wiping my mouth with the back of my hand and smiling.
They looked at each other with mischievous smiles, one by one nodding.
“Why don’t you let us buy you a few drinks,” The tallest man of the four asked. He introduced himself as Jack, with black hair that spiked with a natural wave.
“I’m only 18, they don’t let me drink here,” I said playing the glow stick in my cleavage.
“Well, I guess we’ll just have to bend a few laws,” Another guy said, his name was Steve and he owned the bar. He was a silver fox with a wicked grin that I knew would be on my body before the end of the night.
Another of the men, a short but muscular black man named Scott, took my hand and led me from the men’s bathroom and to the crowded bar. As I sat on the barstool, Scott stood behind me and didn’t shy away from groping my tits, his hands reaching beneath my halter top.
Then the fourth guy finally said, “Hope you like getting drunk.” His name was Zack and he had long blonde hair and seemed muscular beneath his suit. Each of the four men ordered two drinks. One for themself and the second for me. Then they ordered me more shots, and within five minutes, the sexy bartender with huge tits was pouring liquor straight from the bottle into my throat.
“You seem nice and loose,” Steven said. “Let’s take you out back, there’s an alley I think you’d enjoy.” Steve’s voice whispered in my ear. I smiled and said nothing as I allowed myself to be led by the hand, or body rather, I could barely stand I was so fucking drunk. My body tingled in anticipation. The four men shuffled behind me, closing in like predators on a wounded animal. I didn’t feel scared though, I wanted to let each of them take pleasure within my body. I yearned to satisfy them sexually while they pleased me. I wondered which one would take me first. Would Steve, who owned the bar and had been flirting with me all night, be first?
“Hey bitch,” I heard Zack say, so I turned to face him. With force, he backhanded me sending me to the grimy alley ground. My body slumped against a large dumpster that smelled of rotting food. I could feel the cold seeping through the thin material of my dress.
“You’re a fucking slut,” Zack screamed while standing over me, his blonde hair had fallen out of place and his eyes were wild. The rest of the men stood a few feet away watching in silence.
The glowstick I had dropped still illuminated the dark alley, changing the color of Zack’s face from a menacing yellow to a normal fleshy color.
Zack whipped his dick out and grabbed the back of my head violently. This was going to be a fucking blast. Just as I was getting ready to slurp his thick white cock into my mouth, he began pissing all over my face. The warm liquid splattered onto my open mouth, and in spite of the utterly disgusting situation, I let myself accept every last drop. Something about the primal dominance of the gesture excited me in ways I couldn’t comprehend. When he finished, he pushed his cock into my mouth.
“You want this, don’t you?” He asked, already knowing the answer. I nodded, eagerly, my mouth full of his cock and wet.
“Beg for it, you little slut,” he demanded.
I moaned and gagged as his thick meat filled my throat, the taste of his piss and the heat of his body setting my senses ablaze. I let go of any doubt or fear that had been within me and relished in the sensation of doing something so dirty and forbidden.
The other men watched me, taking turns stroking themselves and murmuring words of approval. They moved closer, each of them waiting for their turn to be satisfied by this brazen, fearless eighteen-year-old girl who would do anything to receive pleasure.
Scott ripped my top off. My perky c cup tits fully exposed as I never wear a bra. My nipples were so hard. As Scott was now ripping my skirt off, making me completely naked as I don’t wear panties either, the other men were whipping their cocks out. I was now at the center of four muscular, sexy men, who couldn’t wait to fuck me. The adrenaline pumped through my veins, mixing with the liquor, my thoughts drowned out by the heated masculine voices talking dirty to me. My mind was a fog of pleasure and drunkenness, the word “slut” and “whore” whispered into my ears like a sweet symphony. The smell of the rotting food in the dumpster was obscured by the scent of musk and desire lingering in the air.
“Cum in her already,” Jack said as I stroked his cock with my left hand.
As if obeying the order Zack began shooting his load into my mouth. He pulled out and sprayed the rest onto my tits. Scott stood in front of me and forced me slightly up. He placed his cock on my breasts and began rubbing his dick on the cum Zack just showered me with. Then he slid his cock between my tits so I could titty fuck with cleavage slippery with jizz. I giggled and closed my eyes, enjoying the sensation of his warm, throbbing member between my breasts, moving to the rhythm he set. I could feel the heat from his testicles hit my underboob each time he thrust forward.
Steve reached in front of me and grabbed my long hair and pulled it back, slapping my face one time as if punishing me for my whorish behavior. I loved it. I had never been manhandled so brutally and it made me feel dirty in the nicest possible way.
As Scott kept fucking my tits, Jack slipped his cock into my mouth and I swallowed it whole. He wasn’t as thick as Zack, but was about an inch longer. Then Steven positioned himself behind me and rubbed his cock all over my ass, before sliding forward and into my soaking wet cunt. My pussy was already swollen and wanting, easy to enter with Steve's throbbing cock barely needing any guidance. He made small circles with his cock, building a fire in my core that only made me want more of their bodies. He kept pinching one of my nipples and twirling one of my hard nipples in between his fingers. I let out moans, muffled by Jack's cock in my mouth. Then Scott came. It mostly hit my chin and oozed onto my tits.
I wrapped my throat further around Jack’s cock. Steve buried his dick in my pussy. I loved this!
I enjoyed being at the center of four sexy men, who were completely focused on satisfying their desires with my body. I have to admit, all of the heavy handedness mixed with the dirty talk, the piss play, the filthy laughter, and the warmth of their cum dribbling down from my chin to my nipples and into the crease of my cleavage, was making me incredibly horny. I had tasted two of their loads and was ready for Steve and Jack to finish as well. Noticing my eagerness, Steve gripped my hips and thrust deeper, faster. I responded by increasing the suction on Jack's dick. My moans only increased as Steve started to grunt his release, filling every inch of me with his load.
His racing heartbeat and panting breaths confirmed that I had finished him off for the night. Meanwhile, Jack gave me his final thrusts, signaling that he was going to fill my mouth with another round of warmth. I opened my throat and took his cock down deep until I felt him explode.
His load filled my mouth and I cherished each salty taste strand. I swallowed and looked up at him in complete activation. The four men exchange glances, I could tell they have enjoyed themselves and wanted more as much as I did.
"Damn, Erica," Jack said while zipping up his pants, "I didn't think that'd happen. You're a bad, bad girl." In my mind, I could hear the right grin on his face, but I already knew that. The power I possessed over them was electrifying.
As the four men dressed Scott grabbed my ripped skirt and halter top from the ground and tossed them into the dumpster.
“Good luck getting home,” Zack said. The four men left me, naked and leaning against a dumpster in a dirty alley.