Katie's Breakaway Night [Ackesia & Azecreth]

It took a few minutes or so for Marcus to recover, his body poised over Katie as he came inside of her. It was certainly one of the better experiences that he had had with a girl, though there was just something about her lack of experience and the fact that she was drugged that diminished the experience. The fact that he had been her first time more than made up for it, it just wasn't the best he had ever been through. Ah well, you couldn't win them all, and he was satisfied as he recovered.

"Looking good," he said with a grin as he reached down to brush her cheek before at last getting off of her. If she thought that was the end she would be sorely mistaken, as a cell phone came into his grip and Marcus took a picture of the prone girl in front of him. "So we can remember the times like this," he explained without any shame evident in his tone. Well, that and other things, but right now that didn't matter.

Before he could do anything more he heard a whistle from the side, and looked over to see some of the guys that he hung out with wearing grins and waving at him. "Nice catch man," Phillip called with obvious jealousy. "Hope you weren't planning on keeping her all for yourself."

Marcus shook his head as he got himself off the bed, setting himself back into some semblance of order. "Nah. I just had to have the first go at her, since I got dibs. You know?" it was hard to tell whether he was actually telling them the truth, but it probably didn't matter in the end. "Help me out will you?"

With that the small group entered the room as Marcus began to lift her up, and soon Katie would find herself out of the bed and being walked downstairs to where the rest of the party was. It might seem like salvation for her, if it hadn't been for the fact that so many people were gone enough that they frankly didn't care about her situation anymore. But she would find that for herself as they arrived downstairs and moved through the partying crowds.

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In this case it was likely that Katie's mind was exaggerating things out of her own fear and dismay, but whether she was or not really didn't matter too much. She had the attention of more than a few people, and that was what mattered as she was led through the downstairs in the nude, even as the evidence of what she had just done began to make itself known. She stumbled but was otherwise mobile to a limited extent, though not enough to escape. And one could only wonder where her friends had gone, either nowhere to be found or simply unwilling to save her from the embarrassment.

Eventually they arrived at where they were aiming for, and she would hear the sound of stuff being tossed onto the ground, the thud of glass and the whump of cardboard, before she herself was laid down against the table, cool wood against her skin as she was bent over with her back laid to rest there. "Well go ahead," Marcus said with and grin and obvious disregard for her. "Your turn."

Almost immediately she would find herself as the unwanted focus, and it was what felt like mere moments before another cock would be rubbing at her slit, people practically surrounding her. It seemed she was going to be in for quite the experience, as she was made the life of the party.

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Katie would find her pleads falling on deaf ears once again, if her pleas could even be heard above the noise of the music that practically thudded through the house. The crowd knew what it wanted, and against a bunch of drunken college students she didn't stand a chance. All she could do was roll with it and hope that it didn't end up too bad for her, whatever this night might have left for her to suffer through.

The rubbing would be brief as the mix of fluids that leaked from her sex were felt, before the new cock pressed inside of her once again. It was a bit different compared to the previous one, a different length and girth, but it would fill her nonetheless with a rough motion that didn't take her own pleasure into account. There was just the tight grip on her legs as the guy took her with grunts of exertion but also happiness.

If she thought that would be all then she was mistaken. "Come on, don't keep her all to yourself man," someone in the crowd protested, and Katie would find herself unable to protect her modesty anymore as soon one hand and then the other were grabbed and wrestled away from her top. Instead they were forced to hold two cocks on each side, with mocking encouragement from those nearby. She was not going to get off that easily.