Who knew she could feel so good?

(Part 1 from 1)

"Okay, meet you later!" Isabelle called to her friend, who was leaving the sidewalk for a shopping trip she needed to undertake. Isabelle stood there for a while, wondering what she could do with her time. She had a thin, almost see through white tank top and a pair of blue jeans, tight across her small thighs. She had black sun glasses on, brown hair that curled up at the ends and blue eyes. She sat on a park bench and sipped her Sprite.

Two men, both black, sat next to her, on each side of her. One guy wrapped his arm around her.
"Hello, what the hell do you think you're doing?" she asked, attempting to get up.
The man next to her held her down with his strong grip. "We just want to ask you a few questions," he said, calmly.
She settled down a bit, and he began stroking her hair. She tensed up again. "About what?" she asked.
"Just things. Do you have a boyfriend?"
"Yes," she said ignorantly. “What’s it to you?”
“Oo, frisky,” he said to his friend. “We have a bargain for you. $100 per hour, if you want to.”
“Want to what?” she asked, pulled up by the men from the bench into the large grey van parked at the curb.
“You’ll like it,” they both said. They sat her in the back seat, two men in the front. The two men who had pulled her in unforcefully put a paper on a binder in front of her. “Can you fuck well? Are you over 18? Are you willing to have sex?”
She blushed, and then said, “Yes, I guess.”

“Then sign here,” he said, pointing, handing her a pen. She did, and he said, “Perfect. Now we got to take you to our place.” The guy to her right got out a camera and started filming. The guy who had her sign the contract went back to touching her hair, stroking it, playing with it. Quickly, he got to the strap of her thin tank top and began plucking it and massaging his ebony hand against her pale skin. His hand dove into her shirt and she pushed up against his hand lustfully. He titty-fucked her until she moaned, her nipples already very hard. His hand then pushed into her pants, against her slit, teasing her. She bit her bottom lip at the pleasure that warmed her body. Isabelle already felt very wet.

“Now, have you ever been a prostitute before?” She shook her head and moaned as he eased his finger up into her pussy unrelentlessly. “How many orgasms have you had in one sex spree?” His deep voice traveled out through to his thick finger and into her pussy. She rose herself off the seat a few inches so he could ease himself up further and quicker.
“Four,” she said quickly, lust in her voice. She began to bounce up and down onto his finger.

“Hold on, tiger,” he said. “That’s for later.”
She nodded and lowered herself down onto the seat as he squirmed inside of her, teasing her.
“How many people have you ever had sex with?”
“One,” she said, “and I broke up with him.”
“So not too much sex?” he asked, thrusting his finger even farther up into her pussy, causing her to gasp. The man put his other hand into her shirt again, squeezing her breasts. She shook her head, instinctively bouncing even heavier onto his index finger. The car pulled up to a townhouse complex, and the man pulled his finger out of her. “By the way, my name’s Ben,” he said in a non-chalant manner. He pulled her out of the car with him and up a few steps to a white townhouse. 

He opened the door and sat on the couch, pulling her with him, and hungrily began to pull off her shirt. The three other men joined him, picking and pulling at her body and clothes in different places. She unhooked her bra, took it off, and lay back onto the couch. Then, everything began to buzz.
“They’re beautiful,” remarked one man, referring to her breasts.
“Perfect,” agreed another. Everything moved too fast for Isabelle. The men crowded around her, one latching onto her breast, causing her to moan in happiness. Someone began to unzip her pants, pulled them off of her, and then pulling off her underwear as well.

Isabelle’s legs lifted upward, one resting on the back of the couch, someone holding up the other. “Fuck me,” she pleaded.
Out of nowhere came Ben, naked already, swinging out his 10 incher, and kneeling between her legs. He got to work, licking out her juices and pushing his hot tongue into her even hotter pussy. “Oh!” she gasped, pushing to both Ben and the man sucking onto her breast. The person on her breast dug in farther, most of her breast in his mouth, and caused her to moan even louder. Another man, the one holding up her leg, began to tickle the inside of her leg, reaching down to her pussy, pulling on her pubic hair as Ben sucked. He then fingered her asshole, underneath Ben’s chin, throwing her into ecstasy. She was paralyzed but for her mouth, which let out shrieks of happiness into the air. Ben shook her back into reality, biting onto her pussy lips softly, but enough to get her attention. The last man stood over her, filming the entire thing, zooming in on Ben burying himself into her. 

All the man backed away from her at once, Ben pulling her up off the couch. He then sat on the couch, his legs splayed out to the rest of the room, his back on the back of the couch, his cock erect. Isabelle held onto its base, and then slid her wet, dripping pussy over it. He held onto her hips as she gripped his shoulders for support.

“Oooww, hot,” shrieked the other guys.
“Oh my god that feels so good,” she said, bouncing up and down faster, her eyes closed and her face tilted up to the ceiling. “Oh,” she moaned, “God I feel fucking dirty.” He held her hips tight, stopped her bouncing, and pulled her on top of him, swinging her over so she was on top of him and he was lying on the couch. He then pushed his head up to her breast, sucking like crazy, and pushed his dick into her pussy again, expanding her and filling her to the maximum. She gasped, catching her breath. Another man crawled on top of her, grabbing her arms, and began to fuck her asshole from behind. “Ung!” she said, loudly, as he jammed himself into her tight anal hole. The double penetration was driving her wild. “Oh, God! Damn it, fuck me! Please, cum and fuck me” she cried again, panting, on the edge of insanity. 


He bounced up and down on her asshole painfully, with all of the force he could put in, causing her to gasp an "Oh," every time he landed on her. Another man pressed his cock over the skin of her back, moved next to the guy who was working Isabelle’s asshole, and pushed his cock in next to Ben’s. Isabelle shrieked as her pussy ripped open, two men in it at once. The cameraman took extra time and care to videotape the three men at her at once. “God damn it, I want to fuck too!” Isabelle shrieked. “God I feel whorey.” Isabelle couldn’t push back, three men moving and pushing against her at different times was all too much. Ben took a big mouthful of her breast again, sucking roughly. He grabbed onto both of them, jiggling as the three men fucked her rapidly. He then stopped and put his mouth on her left breast, the other deflated of milk. After releasing a load into her, he stopped and regained his breathing. She eagerly pushed back to the other two, cumming quickly. The other two stopped as well, pushing in their cum and pulling out of her. 

She gasped for breath, collapsing onto Ben. The cameraman whistled as he caught them together, intimately, kissing, swiveling their heads and moaning as if in real love. Another man bent down and pushed his cock into her asshole again, and she grunted every time he pushed into her. Isabelle reached down underneath her body and squeezed Ben’s balls, feeling a warm wetness shoot up against her upper thighs. She groaned as another cock entered her pussy and began to shriek as she orgasmed. The one working her pussy gripped her hips and pushed with all his might. The cock in her asshole exploded, and the man to which it belonged pulled away. He put his limp cock into Isabelle’s mouth, and she began to suck it. He became erect quickly, expelling cum into her open mouth. She choked and coughed, then pulled away from the men, getting up. She then lay on the floor, smiling, exhausted, and waiting for the other men to follow. Ben got up first, got down by her legs, and fingered her. 

The other two men took a part as well, each one holding onto one of her legs and spreading her wide open, pulling her legs back as far as they could. Ben took a hold of Isabelle’s breasts then, once more, began to push his monstrous cock into her shaking pussy in huge, long, earth-shattering strokes, moving her entire body as he did. She shrieked in Pleasure, grabbing onto the closest penis and pulling it to her mouth. Ben’s cock touched everywhere, filling her up and grinding against her g-spot, causing her to orgasm like crazy. He pushed in faster and faster, pushing her over the edge again and again. The cameraman zoomed in carefully to her red, inflamed pussy.

“How many orgasms now, baby?” Ben asked lustfully. 
“At least 8,” she gasped back, arching to him and his cock, one hand guiding the other person’s cock into her mouth, the other down near her pussy. “Ung!” she grunted as they orgasmed together.
“One more orgasm, then we’ll let you go,” he smiled. 

She nodded, got up, and followed Ben to an ottoman next to a chair. He sat on it, splayed his legs out, and then had her sit down next to the piece of furniture. He pulled her legs up to him, so her back was up against the ottoman, her head on the floor, her legs folded back, and her pussy right where it needed to be for the best exposure. He fingered her again, sticking two of his fingers into her pussy. 
“Holy shit,” he said, pushing his entire hand in and fisting his hand, pulling it back out and fisting her again, amazed that he had stretched it so big. “Hey, dude,” he said to one of the men watching them. The man walked over to his side. “You have the biggest hands. Give this girl something to scream about.”

Isabelle braced for what came next. The guy stuck one finger in at a time, causing her to whine. He, finally, added his thumb in as she shrieked again.
“Hold it, dude, hold it,” the cameraman said, attempting to get a good video of him and his hand. Isabelle began to titty-fuck herself as she waited. The other guy in the room took this as a sign for him to get closer, and he surprised her by holding her hand back and teasing her by heavily massaging her breasts until she said, “Ow!” and pressing his fingers into her asshole. The guy with his fingers in her pussy made a fist and slowly pushed his fist all the way back into her pussy. “Ung!” she screamed, pushing up to him. The pain increased until it was white hot, and she screamed, “Ow!” He pulled out; his hand covered in her juices, and smiled.

good fuck, baby?” he asked. She didn’t respond, only covered her pussy up with her hand.
Ben pulled it away and slammed into her pussy with his dick. Isabelle felt immense pleasure and moaned happily. He worked faster and faster, the cameraman making sure to catch both his and her expressions. Ben stopped and asked, “Orgasm yet, baby?”
“Almost,” she responded quietly. The three men crowded around her again. The one who had been massaging her breasts roughly stood up and planted his dick into her asshole. Ben accompanied him, pushing into the same hole, next to him. Isabelle felt a tearing as the last man pumped into her asshole as well.

“How do you even fit in?” Isabelle cried.
“Three in one!” exclaimed one of the men, happily, and they all slammed into her as she cried out in agony and Pleasure. The guy with the camera looked on hungrily, rubbing his crotch.
Ben smiled at him and said, “Dude, join the party!” Isabelle groaned at that. The cameraman smiled, set the camera, still on, on a table pointing towards them. He quickly took off all of his clothes. Isabelle groaned even louder when she saw the size of his dick.

“A foot long,” the cameraman said, swinging it out. She saw him join with all the others. He prodded her pussy with it and said, “I have to get the camera.” He jogged over, picked it up, and brought it with him. He positioned the camera over her asshole which all the men were working. The asshole was huge. He, however, took it a step farther and slipped into her, now pushed aside, pussy hole. She screamed in agony as all four men pushed into her at once. She saw a trickle of blood come down her front. The man pounding her pussy took extra care to film her reaction and their dicks stretching her out. “Oh!” she shrieked, orgasming. All the men pushed out their cum too, pulling out their dicks. 

“God, holy shit,” said Ben, looking down at the bloody, juicy mess. He began to lick it away, along with some help from the other men. He picked up his head and moved to her asshole. “Fuck, look at that asshole!” he said, specifically to the cameraman. He put his fingers around her asshole, now big enough to fit four dicks inside of it, judging by how wide it was. She giggled as the other men licked away the juices.

“Babe, you have to come back some time,” Ben said, his eyes wide. “best fuck I had in ages.”
“Best fucks I’ve ever had,” she said. She rested for a while, then get up, still shaking, and put on her clothes. Isabelle gave Ben one last kiss and went out the door.

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