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When Nothing Can Go Right (UseAlex & Noon_Shadow)

Jasmine gasped as you started convulsing, your pussy squirting out onto her face. She kept her mouth on your pussy, though, riding your bucking hips, feeling them jerking through your orgasm as you writhed and bucked in place, gripped by the girls, Ivy and Aliyah still holding your thighs as Aliyah strummed your hard clit. A drop even landed on Aliyah's face, and she smiled as her tongue licked it up.

The chant that had broken out now devolved into cheers at your degradation, as you've been pushed to an orgasm you didn't want and were helpless to prevent. Madison groaned, moaning and squirming as your lips had started sucking on her hard nipple, your tongue flicking over her nipple as your drool starts to coat over her breast. Eventually she squeals, her hips humping into your hand as more juices seep out of her pussy. "Omigod I'm cumming," she groaned, joining you in orgasm, as she just used your body as an elaborate and self-propelled sex toy for her own pleasure. As your head fell back when your orgasm ended, she let your head go, letting your loll out of your mouth for a moment.

But there was no respite for you, not yet. Jasmine slid out from between your legs, onto all fours, and began crawling up your body, her pet little B-cup breasts dangling, hard nipples pointing down at your skin, her face and her hair slick with the juices you'd just squirted all over her. Sandra and Piped moved aside to give her some space to slide up against you, Sandra grabbing your left arm and holding it in the meantime. Jasmine smiled down into your face as she looked down at you, her breasts sliding down against yours. Her hips rested next to yours, her hot, wet pussy so close to yours as she lay on you from above. "See? Nothing to be upset about here. Just a bunch of straight girls having fun, hot sex with each other." And then her lips lowered down to your mouth, her tongue sliding in to kiss you and making you taste your own juices from her lips as her arms wrapped around your head.

Madison slipped aside and then sat, recuperating, laying down on the bed next to you and enjoying her own post-orgasmic bliss.
 
Even if I was capable of speaking, I don't know what I would have said. I could only watch as Jasmine crawled over my exposed body. My mouth hung open as I tried to catch my breath, making it effortless for her to lock me in another passionate kiss. This time, however, it had an added violation, as I tasted my own pussy juice. I never in all my life thought I would taste this, let alone be forced to. My mind reeled at the knowledge that this was my taste! I had Madison's pussy juice staining my fingers, but at least that was far away from my mouth...

When she finally broke the kiss, I was going to spit to get the taste out of my mouth, but I stopped myself out of instinct. I just was not a sloppy kind of person, and I was still lying on my own bed after all. I was still panting with exhaustion, but I mustered up the strength to talk.

"Jasmine... get off... me..."

Every subtle movement of her body made her nipples rub against mine. The two points of hardness digging into my soft boobs, while I could feel her own breasts impressing as my own hard nipples pressed into her flesh. The sensation was unlike anything I had ever felt before and it... it aroused me so quickly. Once again I cursed my body as I found myself involuntarily getting turned on once again. I just wanted a break! My pussy was leaking a constant stream of juices, staining my bedsheets. Hopefully the girls don't notice...
 
Jasmine only giggled at your words, shaking her head. "No way, roomie, now that we've finally got you here, we're not going to let you go. Not until we're done with you." She glanced back at the backpacks that Ivy and Madison had carried into the room. "And we're not going to be done for a while yet." Her soft body squirmed on top of yours, nipples dragging against your skin, as she smiled down at your face. "Are you started to get wet again?" she asked, coyly.

Aliyah looked up at your pussy, with Jasmine's hips right above yours, her pussy showing just as much. "Oh, it looks like she is. Wow, Alex is a total slut, she's so into this," she said, laughing. Her hand ran up your thigh to stroke against your pussy, fingers moving against your sensitive lips. She smiled and looked around. "What should we make her do next?"

Piper smiled and squirmed a bit, rubbing up against your body. "I know what she should-she should eat Jasmine's pussy. It's only fair after all, after she came so hard." Ivy nodded her agreement, and the hands holding you down tightened.

Jasmine smiled as she looked down at you. "Yeah...that's a good idea. I want you to lick my pussy real good," she said, as she slid off of you, pulling her hips up. That was when Sandra grabbed Jasmine by the shoulder.

"Nope. If she's going to eat anybody out, it's me first. I'm the President of the Gamma Tau Epislons, after all." She pulled Jasmine away, sarting her down, her big breasts accidentally brushing against Jasmine's as she pulled away. Sandra crawled over toward you, grabbing you by the head as she sat down, straddling your chest, her pussy rubbing down against your breasts as she squirmed into place. Her fingers ran through your red hair gently as she inched close to you, her nearly rimmed pussy gleaming with arousal. "What do you say to that, Alex? You wanna eat me out like a good little slut?"
 
"I am not into this!"
I shouted with all my frustration and anger when they declare, incorrectly, that I am enjoying this treatment. It's so utterly humiliating and embarrassing, but they just will not listen to me. As the girls discuss what my next punishment would be, all I could do was sob. They were going to make me eat them out. Every last one of them. I would know what pussy tastes like, and what it feels like on my tongue, and I would have had my tongue inside every one of these depraved girls by the end of the evening. All these thoughts pinged around my head, making me feel more and more helpless by the second.

Sandra took the lead, and I looked up at her with scared eyes. She sat on my chest, and I could feel her soft pussy on my breasts as she lovingly stroked my beautiful, long hair. And then she asked me, matter of factly, if I wanted to eat her out.

"No! Absolutely not! I do not want to eat you out! Do you hear me?!"
It couldn't get any more clear than that. Would they ignore me? Could they possibly misunderstand me? Are they just pretending to misunderstand me? Or was I in some other reality where logic was just... different somehow. It was the first time I thought of this possible explanation, but I was just grasping at straws. I had no idea that as time went on, that this would slowly become the most reasonable explanation.
 
Sandra smiled sweetly, her pretty face showing sympathy and concern even as her eyes danced naughtily. "Aww, poor thing. It's okay, I know you're shy and nervous-you've never done this before. But it's fun, and you're going to have so much fun. You're a total slut after all, cuming like crazy. Aren't you?" The scent in the room was growing, the smell of feminine musk, the smell of foul nasty sex, with eight gorgeous young naked girls all piled up on a single bed. Soft naked flesh touch flesh everywhere, smooth, soft, warm bodies close. And all focused on you.

Sandra folded her long, tan legs underneath her, her knees pressed down into the mattress on either side of your shoulders, as her fingers continued to stroke your soft red hair. Four girls holding you body down while Sandra sits on you. Sandra starts slowly squirming forward, looking at the horror in your eyes as her pussy inches closer to your mouth, her hands holding your head. She pauses as she feels you resisting, trying to pull away. "Hmmm, I think the poor slut is scared," she said, thoughtfully.

Piper the smiled wickedly, freckles seeming to glow on her face as she got a naughty look in her eyes. "Well i have an idea, something we can do to warm her up." She let go of your right arm, which was quickly scooped up by Jasmine, still holding i tout, keeping your body helpless pinned down under the combined weight. Pipe moved then, sliding down, between your legs, before she laid down on her back, lifting up her hips. She slithered up against your left leg, sliding her hands against it, her chest with her little apple-sized breasts pressed against your thigh. "Lift her up," she suggested.

Aliyah and Ivy, holding your legs then, pulled them up slightly, lifting your hips slightly , bending your body backward, and then Piper slid forawrd, nearly on top of you...her legs wrapping around your legs...and then came down, legs scissoring, her pussy sliding across yours. "Ooooh, she feels so nice and greasy," she said, as her hips slid back and forth, her naked bald pussy sliding across yours, lips of her wet sex moving as she began to slowly grind. She panted softly, tilting her head.

Sandra nodded, smiling at the distraction, and then looked down at your poor face...before she slid slowly closer, holding your head...until grinding her own pussy right up against your mouth.
 
Every step of the way, I am consistently surprised. When I hear that Piper has a plan of some kind, my tired mind can barely even imagine what it might be. Limply, I feel my legs and hips manipulated, lifted, separated... presented.... And then I feel her own legs sliding across mine and I realize a moment too late what is about to happen. Our bodies fit together so... naturally. I hate it! This is the most twisted thing I can imagine, but her body fits on mine like a glove. Then, when our pussies finally come together, the biggest surprise is how immensely pleasurable it feels. It seems like it should be ineffective, but as our crotches come together, my hole pressed tightly against hers, and my clit snugly pressed into the soft, warm flesh of her own. The shock runs up my spine, making my legs lock and tremble and my head throw back.

Sandra take the opportunity to plant herself right on my mouth. I wish I had the strength to keep my mouth closed, but with what is happening between my legs, I simply cannot. And with her weight on me, there's no way I can close my mouth now. I instantly feel the wetness on my lips and the taste of her lust on my tongue. But this is just the beginning of this violation. Piper begins grinding on me, and my pussy just melts. Every time she thrusts, there is a moment when our clits collide, a single touch of hardness against my own hard clit among the waves of velvety soft. I... I... I feel my lower body react with a mind of its own and my hips begin grinding back against her. Horror fills my mind like never before as I struggle to remain still, but the pleasure tingling in my flesh overwhelms me. It's like trying to keep still with my hand on a hot stove. It is utterly impossible not to writhe under this kind of intense pleasure, even if it is unwanted.

I cannot focus on anything, and so I hardly even realize that I'm moaning right into Sandra's pussy. My lips move over her folds like I'm making out with it, and I can feel her reacting. The wetness increases and that horrible taste fills my mind. I am powerless to stop her pussy juice from hitting my taste buds and all I can do is swallow it. As Sandra begins to grind her pussy against my mouth, I feel like an object for her gratification, with Piper manipulating me so my mouth does what the girls want it to. Angrily, I fight back. Since she is grinding, her weight is off me a bit, and I try to snap my mouth shut. However, due to the position she is in, this essentially makes me close my lips around her clit. And, of course, with Piper on me, I can hardly keep my lips still. In fact, Piper really grinds in hard at this moment and a spike of pleasure makes me suck on Sandra's nub, as if kissing it against my will.
 
A bit of giggling, almost cruel laughter, begins filling the room as they see your hips jerking, writhing, grinding back up into Piper's in response. Aliyah and Ivy let go of your legs. "No need to hold her down now, she's doing it to herself," said Ivy. "Fucking like a good little slut." Piper kept her arm hooked around your left leg, holding it up, as your right leg fell to the mattress, using it for lever as she pulls and rocks her body down into yours, dropping and grinding her skinny ass down against yours. She slithers and bumps and rocks down into you, occasionally sliding the hard nub of her clit up against yours.

"Oh my god," Piper moaned, breath coming out hot and loud. "It's so weird, I've never done this before...but it's....mmm...so...soo good..." she grunts, rolling down into you, her pussy soaked, dripping down onto you, juices sliding over your abs and your ass. She keeps rocking back and forth. "Hard to believe...she's....a....a virgin," she said naughtily, before she starts moving faster, her body bouncing, making the bed shake and wriggle underneath you. Her soft legs slide against yours, her clit dragging against yours, her pussy slidng and bumping and rocking back and forth.

Sandra, meanwhile, is just holding your head, her fingers interlocked in your hair, holding up against her pussy. "I thought...thought you said...you were straight," she said, as your lips roll up and down her folds, feeling your tongue moving back and forth almost as reflex, licking her wetness. "You....you're a pro...ohmygod!!" she squealed as your tongue and lips wrapped around her hard clit, and her tanned thighs closed on either side of your face, feeling you sucking on it. Her juices flown down around your nose, your cheeks, your lip sand chin, getting your face wet and nasty as she grinds into you. "So...hott!!" She screams, her fingernails digging into your scalp before she jerks her hips away from your face and then slapss them back into your mouth, beginning to hump your face just the same way Piper humps your pussy.
 
I thought having my legs freed would give me more opportunity to escape this situation, but I'm too tired and overwhelmed to do anything with this newfound freedom. I just lay there limply, my insides burning up with passion as both girls essentially spit roast me. My lower body feels like it is soaked with sexual juices, like I'm lying in a puddle of disgusting cum. But my body does not care about that at all. It stings when Piper comments on my virginity. I was a virgin, but that's something these girls stripped away from me without regard.

I desperately wish I could stop pleasuring Sandra, but I'm not in control of my body anymore. Keeping myself from moaning is a pointless and doomed endeavor. Especially when I feel something building up within me again. I already know I'm going to cum again, but I try once again to fight it down. But my clit keeps on hitting Piper's and each time it is like an explosion of pleasure inside me. I clench my fists and my eyes, desperate not to cum, but it grows bigger and bigger inside me. Ultimately, fighting so hard only accomplished one thing: making the orgasm bigger. I actually was able to delay it a bit, but that had the opposite effect than I wanted. Even bigger than the previous orgasms, my hips thrust hard against Piper my muscles lock in this extended position as I convulse and shake. My pussy explodes and convulses over and over again, spraying my pussy juice all over the place and only adding to the mess that covers my bed. My tongue lolls out of my mouth, entering Sandra's pussy and occasionally squirming inside her as shocks hit my body again and again. The white hot pleasure courses through every part of me, as I lose control of myself in the full body orgasm. I squirt so hard, and with Piper's body right up against mine, it makes it shoot upward, coating both of us.
 
The universe seems not to care about your struggle not to cum. Nor do the girls with you, as Piper rides your pussy with her own, bouncing up and down on your cunt, hips rocking and twerking violently as she grinds her cunt down into you. Her words are lost at this point as she writhes and rolls, your pussies collectively getting oiled up and . Her legs softly intertwine with yours, keeping your legs from pulling away as her little ass jiggles on top of you, met with the wet, squishy, grindy sounds of tribadism. Your hips moving against hers makes her feel like she's on a sexy carnival ride, smiling and enjoying every second of it.

Sandra is getting greedy and insistent, not caring that you're close to cumming. "Faster, faster whore, suck my pussy, lick it, lick me good, come on," she growls, holding your head possesively in her grip. Every moan, ever gasp, every movement of your tongue makes her grind harder and harder into your captive face, her tits bouncing above you as you're trapped against her, between her tanned thighs.

When you cum, it makes Piper squeal in delight, the spraying of your squirting juices practically squirting up inside of her. She rocks violently on you, her arms wrapped around your leg leg, holding on for deal life as your orgasm starts driving Piper to orgasm as well. "Oh fuck, oh...oh sweet Jesus...yesyesyesYES!!" She grinds down into your pussy as your juices cover her stomach, spraying onto yourself, her own juices seeping out and sliding all over your stomach, pussy, ass, and thighs, a sexy wet, oily mess around your groin. She slows down in the aftermath of her orgasm, her hips still slowly rocking, riding it, as if slowing down like a wind-up toy until she slowly pulls away, her body almost sticking to yours from the juices. She smiles, standing up. "Mmm...I'm gonna go grab some towels from her bathroom and start wiping myself off."

Nobody offers a towel for you, though, as Aliyah and Ivy share a naughty look, both of them diving forward, beginning to lick up the reside of juices left all over your thighs and abs, a pair of tongues cleaning you up, lapping up your soft skin. Ivy dives in to lick at your pussy, cleaning it off, while Aliyah's mouth kisses and licks its way up to your belly button. Piper walks in a moment later, having stolen your bath towel to wipe herself off while she tosses a couple others on the floor to use for later.
 
Falling into climax was a grave mistake that started a chain reaction I desperately wished never to experience. My pussy exploding and squirting against Piper made her cum as well, and she was a squirter as well. Covering myself in pussy juice was bad enough, but the other girl's juices were disgusting against my skin. Worse, with our pussies pressed so tightly together, a great deal of her cum shot right into me. I could feel the spray hitting my inside and I could do nothing but groan in disgust.

I want to be clean, but having two girls licking me clean was hardly a gift. I tremble when Ivy's tongue touches my sensitive folds, and can't help but buck a few times. It was telegraphing to the girl that I was loving it, even though I hated every moment. Aliyah's tongue was less pleasurable, but just as sensual, as it ran over my smooth stomach. It was an act made even more defiling because my own mouth was still pressed into Sandra's sopping pussy. I was experiencing both sides of the act... The use of my personal towels was just the cruel cherry on top. Jasmine knew I never let her use my towels for normal uses, but wiping up mine and other's cum? I would never use them again. Why would Jasmine just sit there and not say anything about this? Even after everything, my pussy still buzzed with arousal. How am I even capable of cumming this much?! I never would have guessed in a million years that I could have so many orgasms, and I could tell that I could cum again if the girls kept going, which they most certainly would. I just hoped that the tribadism was done. That was the worst experience of my life and I shuddered just thinking about how my legs were wrapped around the hips of another girl, our pussies pressed together so intimately...
 
Ivy took her time cleaning up your pussy, noticing you were still dripping wet, and that every lash of her wicked, long tongue only made you more and more desperate. Your hips couldn't remain still, bucking into it, the pleasure shooting through your poor little body. Aliyah's hair was brushing against your abdomen, sliding against your skin, framing her face as she kissed and licked over your stomach. And meanwhile Madison and Jasmine were just holding your arms and pinning you down.

Sandra started grinding harder and harder into your face, her wet, dripping pussy moving over your mouth, her clit dragging against your tongue. "Yes...yes just like that," she said, encouraging you as her pussy moved over your mouth. "Be my bitch...you know you love being my bitch," she said, squealing softly...and then suddenly she came up against your mouth, fingers squeezing your poor head close as her juices began washing over your lips. This drew some applause as her body bounced and shimmied, her breasts bobbing up and down attractively, hard nipples out, her perfect body caught up in orgasm.

She took a moment to hold her wet cunt against your mouth before slowly pulling away. "mmmm...I've never cum for a girl before...and never that hard before," she said, pleasantly. But you barely hard time to catch your breath before Jasmine was diving onto your face. She'd been desperate to cum for several minutes without relief, and she leaped eagerly, planting her pussy against your face and preparing to ride you next.

That was when Rachel spoke up, softly-the cute redhead, a little bit plump in the waist but with nice round breasts, the shy girl with the boyfriend-and said, "Hey, can I ride her pussy next? It looked like so much fun when Piper did it." Ivy then nodded, moving out of the way. "Well, if you really want to."

Rachel smiled and nodded. "Yes....it feels good to rub my pussy, but it's not doing it for me. Too bad Eric isn't here," she said, as she prepared to move in, ready to slide her pussy against yours.
 
From down below Sandra's crotch, I was looking up at the girl, seeing her bouncing fast and faster, her face turning flush with pleasure. I knew she was about to have an orgasm. Since I had come down from my own climax, I had the strength and presence of mind to shake my head, to pull away, but her hand on the back of my head was too strong and easily held my lips against her pussy. All of a sudden, I felt her press against me hard and I felt wetness on my lips as she ejaculated on me. My lips were still parted slightly, unable to come together, so a few good squirts went right into my mouth and I was forced to taste pussy once again, but this time the taste was much more vivid and extreme. I recoiled from it, disgusted both by the taste itself and what it represented.

Finally she came to a stop, but not before holding herself against me for several long, humiliating moments, as if she really wanted to drive in the fact that my mouth was her play thing. And as soon as she was away, I drew in a breath to say, 'You're all done, so get the hell off me!', but before I could voice even a single word, Jasmine had her own pussy planted right against my mouth, lightning fast! I felt like a toy they were passing around the room, not even thinking about letting it rest. After all, it was just a toy... I looked up at my roommate with desperate eyes, but she had positioned herself so she was facing away from me. Her tan ass was right in my face, really completing the look of sitting on my face. I pouted once again; it was all I could do...

That is when I heard Rachel request permission, to the wrong person, to use my pussy next. She was so gentle, so uncertain, so docile, I wanted so badly to tell her not to. She might actually listen, but I couldn't get a word out with Jasmine on top of me like this, and my efforts only pleasured my roommate. As it was, my arms and legs were still pinned, so my dripping and trembling pussy was presented for her, perfectly accessible. I braced myself for the terrible pleasure to start back up again...
 
Jasmine had been so horny for so long, and now she was riding your face, her hips twerking as her ass bounced. Her pussy in your mouth. Your own roommate riding your face, when she'd been nothing but amiable and friendly with you until now, understanding of your shyness. No explanation why forcing you down and helping six other girls to have sex with you suddenly occurred to her, or why she kept insisting this wasn't rape. No explanation to how girls could protest how straight they were while toying with your breasts and licking out your pussy.

Jasmine's long dark hair swayed as she rode your face mercilessly, grinding her dripping wet pussy into your mouth. She reached forward and grabbed your firm breasts, squeezing them with her palms, almost using them as handlebars while she rode your face, juices dripping into your mouth. "Come on Alex, lick me. Lick me hard, lick me like a slut," she whined as she ground into you, feeling her clit occasionally sliding against your lips.

Rachel, meanwhile, was sliding forward, moving up toward you shyly as she laid down on her back, her butt inching closer. Her pussy had a cute little tuft of light-red hair above it and that was it, bare, wet pussy lips underneath, dripping and already swollen from her toying with herself with her fingers. She scooted up the bed, her foot moving against your stomach, grabbing your left and lifting it up slowly to wrap her leg against it. She felt extremely nervous; she was straight, and had a boyfriend, but this was just fun, right? "We're all having so much fun here," she said out loud, to reassure herself that this was what she wanted.

Aliyah nodded and then slipped bheind her to stroke her short hair. "That's right. Now have fun, Rachel." She gave the shorter girl a little push, and then her hips slid forward, her pussy bouncing up against yours. Rachel moaned softly. "oh..." she said, panting, feeling the excitement welling up. "She's got a hot cunt," she muttered, and then her hips moved forward again, her hands resting behind her, and then pushing, as her legs gripped you, moving forward, using her hands and hips to bounce her hips into you, while Jasmine continued to ride your face.
 
I had never felt lower than now. With Jasmine's pussy pressed tight against my mouth, there was exactly one thing I could do: enjoy this tiny moment of relief in between when Ivy's tongue last touched my crotch and when Rachel's own pussy made contact. That was it. I couldn't stop the pleasure that was overflowing inside me. I couldn't stop my hips from bucking or my legs from trembling. I couldn't stop the taste of pussy juice from flooding my mind, or the tingling in my breasts as they were continuously fondled, squeezed, and cupped to add to the pleasure. The tiniest amount of respite I had was that my exposed and utterly twitching pussy was only on display, rather than it being grinded on or eaten out. And even that small thing would only be temporary. The most timid of all these depraved and lustful girls was inching herself closer to me even as I pondered these miserable thoughts.

Obediently, I moved my lips over Sandra's hole and felt each and every tremble that passed through her sexual flesh. It kept my jaw from cramping up to move it, but that did mean that I would be pleasuring the rapist. I was long past what they must think of me at this point. Whether they truly believed all the horrible things they said or were just voicing them to make themselves feel better about their actions, I just didn't have the mental capacity to wonder any more. My mind was pleasure-wracked, and it wasn't over yet. With a small jump, all that my exhausted muscles could muster, I felt Rachel's pussy finally press up against mine tightly. I felt the heat coming off her aroused genitals, and heard her comment on my own heat. Or was she describing my pussy as especially attractive. For all my overworked mind could figure, it was probably some twisted joke. The words 'hot cunt' echoed in my mind as I tried not to think about our pussies starting to move together. Her position, with me slightly askew from her and my left leg raised, meant that my clit nestled into the folds of her pussy, like an intimate, warm, and wet embrace that massaged my incredibly sensitive nub. I felt a spark shoot through my body, making me arch my back and my tongue instinctively writhe against Jasmine's hole while my face pressed up against her even as she pressed back against me.
 
"Oooh," cooed Rachel, as she started rolling her hips back and forth, her pussy wetly bouncing against yours, feeling her own clit sliding up and down your lips, feeling your clit sliding against her hole. "Oooh, I like it," she moaned as she started moving her hips, your own hips already rocking instinctively into the pleasure, pushing up into her amidst this perversion. She wrapped her soft hands around your thigh, holding on as her hips bounced, rocking into the bed as it bounced.

The violation of your body continued, with Jasmine riding your face, her own juices seeping out of your mouth and her fingers digging into your tender breasts, her nails pressing in. She kneaded them in her hands as she felt your tongue sliding up and down. "Mmm, Alex, you're good at this," she moaned. "We should do this more often." The idea that there might be something wrong with this was completely absent in her tone, as was the fact that Madison and Ivy were holding your arms while Aliyah had one of your legs, as Sandra and Piper were recovering from their own messy orgasms on your body. Using your own towels to wipe themselves off, not caring about the mess on your sheets.

Rachel's hips began to rock faster and faster on you as she let herself get into the moment, the pleasure mounting. "Mmmm....fuckfuckfuck," she panted... "So w-wet..."
 
My body was so hot. My mind was filled with the taste of pussy and the unstoppable pleasure being pumped into me. I couldn't stop my hips from bucking, and every time I did, it pressed against Rachel, causing her to yelp with a mix of surprise and her own spiking pleasure. I just could not stop my hips from moving on their own, no matter how hard I tried. I was whimpering into Jasmine's crotch, but I couldn't stop it from transforming into erotic moans most of the time.

At this point, I would have settled for just trying to ignore what was happening. To stay in my own world and wait for it to end, but I couldn't even do that. My attention was constantly being wrenched away and placed on the point where my sopping pussy met Rachel's. Every time she brought her hips down on me, it became my world. I could feel the wetness and the heat coming off the shy girl, and I groaned internally at the thought. That was her intimate fluids touching me! Somehow it was so violating to think about. Suddenly, I felt a series of spasms run through my body, forcing me to jut my pussy forward and shake, as if grinding against her. I knew I would cum again, but I just didn't think I could handle that kind of embarrassment again. But my body was sailing ahead toward that inevitable end at full speed, and all I could do was despair.
 
Jasmine moaned then, rolling her hips into your face, bouncing up and down, her firm, perky ass bouncing as she grinds into yours face. She pinches your hard little nipples, forcing more pleasure into your poor, helpless, body, pinned down under a mass of naked female flesh. No escape...and nobody every feeling a twinge of thought that what they're doing to you might be wrong. Jasmine was close, she'd needed to cum so bad for so long, and now her pussy with her little dark tuft of hair was rolling desperately. "That's it Alex, lick me out, slut, like it, suck it whore," she whimpered and moaned.

Rachel's little body, with just a bit of chubbiness in her thighs, but with nice firm breasts, was bouncing and rolling against you below. As shy and retiring as she was, she was now pushing harder into you, taking control as she seeks her own pleasure, wanting to feel your pussy grinding against hers, making her cum. "Please...." she moaned. "Please more..." panting.

Even as she was rolling her hips into yours, Ivy's long fingers slid up your body, moving over your stomach, and then darting down between your thighs as she held your leg in place with her other hand. Her fingers slithered in between your two wet pussy sliding against each other, and she start flicking against your clit even as Rachel kept pumping her pussy down into yours, stimulating your body even more as Rachel slides down into you. Ivy smiles happily, enjoying seeing two sexy body sliding against each other so wickedly like this. "Yes...keep fucking her Rachel. Pound that pussy, work your hips," she encouraged, as she pinched down on your clit.
 
I was so desperate. With Jasmine's pussy pressed so tightly against my mouth, I couldn't voice a single word of objection, but in my mind I was screaming as I got closer and closer to climax.
'No! No! NO! I don't want to cum! Let me go! I can't take it! STOP! STOOOOOP!'
Ivy was just terrible. As she slithered her finger down between us, she had to feel me throbbing and trembling. I was so close, but hanging on desperately. But she was experienced enough to know exactly what to do to push me further. Her fingers sought out my clit with practiced movement. With our pussies grinding against each other and the added pinpoint attention on my clit layered on top, I was completely at her mercy. I arched my back once again, thrashing with the last of my pitiable strength, but Madison, Ivy, and Aliyah held me firm.

I could feel Jasmine getting wetter and wetter and I felt her pussy twitching as well. To my shame, I had started to recognize the signs and I knew Jasmine would be cumming into my mouth soon. Driven on by my mouth desperate movements, she lustfully and roughly played with my boobs and erect nipples while she sat on my face. Just like Ivy down below, Jasmine's fingers were so capable at stimulating me, even when she was in this state. Where it mattered, on my three most sensitive nubs, the experienced girl punched and tweaked and pulled like pros. And Rachel, in her own inexperience, grinded against me in sloppy, but vigorous movements. A micro-orgasm passed through me, and I felt a single shot of pussy juice escape me and a loud moan from my mouth went up into Jasmine's womanhood. A new wave of embarrassment passed over me as I involuntarily showed an outward sign of just how close I was to cumming for real, and I could tell it was going to be an unbearably big one.
 
Jasmine felt a tremor shooting through her, and then the electricity surged as she rode your mouth to an orgasm. "Fuck, yes yes yes!! YESSSS" she screamed, her hands squashing your breasts in her grip, pinching and holding tightly even as she continued grinding her hips into your face, as her juices flooded out and smothered over your mouth and nose. She panted for a few seconds, even as she came, trembling on top of your face, holding her weight down there, before she slowly began sliding off.

But Jasmine leaving your face did not leave you much respite. She paused to recover, and your head wasn't being held, but Piper slipped back over and started groping your firm breasts again, looking down at your body. Rachel was still vigorously sliding her hips back and forth against you, fucking you, her pussy drippigng wet. She closed her eyes and fell into the pleasure of the moment, her boyfriend forgotten int he thrills of sapphic pleasure for the moment. Ivy's manipulative fingers kept taunting your clit even as Rachel rode you more and more, enjoying the ride.

"Fuck her good, Rachel," Ivy encouraged, and Sandra, the tall tanned blond and unofficial ringleader, stood against the wall. "Whoo, you go girl," she cheered her own. The short girl blushed, but continued rubbing her hips, feeling her own pleasure mounting as she continued grinding with you.
 
I felt the explosion of Jasmine right above me, and her pussy juice floods my mouth. With her still putting all her weight on top of me, I can only swallow it. Her groping my boobs so hard makes me blush and buck. And then as the girls continue to hold me down and fuck my lowers intensely, Jasmine finally gets off of me. My face shows my absolute despair as I beg for this to stop one more time.

"Please... I can't c-c-cum agaAAAin! Get off me! I'll do anything!"

Of course, the intense arousal of the room is tangible. The energy passing through the girls, the excitement at my presented pussy for their enjoyment, there's nothing I could say to stop this now. Even the girls who aren't partaking are getting excited and encouraging those who are. I can only lie there and pout when I hear the humiliating and demeaning words of Ivy and Sandra. The way they talk about me, encouraging my raping, I'm just a piece of meat to fuck and they only care about making me and themselves cum as much as possible....
 
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