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someone said. "She wants more cock
in that hot ass!" Laughter rang out. I heard a can pop, and I
jerked with a shout when cold beer was poured over my back and ass.
The probing fingers collected some of the spilled liquid and rubbed
it into my pussy.
    "Buck, girlie, buck," one shouted, pouring more cold
brew over me. It dripped from my nipples and ran down my arms. The
fingers rubbing my pussy shifted--he reached for me from in front
now as he knelt at my side.
    "Oh," I huffed out in relief, because his fingers
could hardly avoid my clit now. Then I shouted as something snapped
against my ass. The laughter came again with another stinging blow
across my ass--someone's leather belt.
    The one with his fingers in my pussy said, "He's
gonna spank that ass before he fucks you good."
    His fingers danced over my clit, making me rock my
hips to rub against them more. Then he simply spread his fingers,
holding my pussy lips open and ignoring my clit, chuckling at his
idea. The belt cracked across my ass again. I pulled in, but no
fingers were there to rub my clit against.
    One more stinging belt lash across my ass and I was
almost frantic with the need for his fingers to do something
to me.
    Al lay down on the floor in front of me and unzipped
his fly. "Come here, baby. I know what you need."
    I crawled on all fours, whimpering as the fingers
left my pussy. The one behind me managed to use the belt three more
times across my tender ass cheeks as I moved. I crawled up Al's
body until I was over him.
    He smiled at me and licked his lips. I didn't even
wait to be told what to do. I lowered myself until his cock was
lined up, and I pushed down, taking him inside me to the hilt.
    We both groaned. His hands cupped my breasts. Al's
thumbs rubbed my nipples back and forth and sometimes raked at
them, sending a new sensation through me.
    "This won't be enough for you . . . so we're gonna
give you more," he said. I felt fingers probing my asshole then,
and I whimpered. Two at once? My asshole was already getting sore
from Lem fucking me so hard. To be stretched that much . . . .
    I looked down at him, and my fear must have been
apparent.
    "You'll love it," he said, licking his lips again.
"You want this."
    And God, he was right. I wanted it all .
    A man I hadn't yet really looked at before that
moment knelt next to Al's head. He took his cock out of his pants
and said. "Still hungry, bitch?" I took him into my mouth, moaning
around him as Al grabbed my hips and slowing moved us in a pumping
rhythm that was surprisingly slow and easy.
    I tried to lurch forward when I felt the head of a
cock pushing against my ass, but Al used the hands on my hips to
keep me still.
    Variations of "take it, bitch" and "fuck that ass"
rang out as the cock pushed inside me. It was a slow process, maybe
because he was being careful, and maybe because of the awkward
position he had to be in behind me.
    When he'd finally pushed his dick most of the way
in, I was groaning with almost every breath. I'd never felt so
stretched or so full. Al slapped my hip as he thrust up, and at the
same time the cock in my ass pushed forward. They moved in sync,
withdrawing and filling me at the same time. The cock thrusting
into my mouth kept pace with them.
    Some of the men crouched around us, touching and
teasing me. Hands found my tits, because they were played with
non-stop. Every spot on my body that could give me pleasure was
fucked, pinched, kneaded or rubbed, and it was awesome.
    My clit didn't have the benefit of fingers, but the
way the man fucking my ass pushed me down ensured that my clit was
rubbed every time Al thrust up into me. And the incredible stretch
was also doing things to me. Once I come, it doesn't take nearly as
much to get me there a second time. And since I'd already had
several orgasms, all this stimulation was quickly pushing me there
again.
    The man I was sucking started jerking his cock out
of my mouth with a wet pop every few thrusts. I knew he was