With my free hand, I traced the sticky path of cum on my face so Matt could imagine every sordid moment as I let my fingers fall away from his mouth that had been preventing him from speaking.
“So he came all over that pretty face, huh. And then what? You’re fucking filled with cum,” Matt said breathlessly, running his hands through my tangled cum-covered hair. His hand moved to my panties that were still holding back the flood of creamy juices in my pussy and ass. “How many times did this guy unload?”
I smiled wickedly. “Baby, are you assuming that he’s the only guy that fucked me tonight?”
I leaned back so that I could register the shock on his face in the dim lighting of the parking lot. I heard his tortured sigh as his disbelieving green eyes locked on mine.
“What?”
I nodded and smothered a throaty laugh. “When I said I was a cum-slut, I really was. After that guy had unloaded in my mouth and all over my face, he said he needed a bit of time to recover for the next round, but I was impatient. I needed to get fucked hard and long and I wasn’t about to wait. I stayed on my knees in that bathroom and told him to go back outside and send one of his friends in, and then to have the next one waiting after that. And I wasn’t going to let them stop until I had every hole filled and dripping.”
Matt was stunned by my filthy admission, clearly overwhelmed, and I saw the range of emotions go through him in what seemed like just a few moments. But his cock was still hard; harder than I’d ever seen it before. He pushed the soaked crotch of my thong aside, and the first little spill of cum began to quickly leak from my laden pussy, confirming every word of my confession. In a burst of adrenaline he seized my hips and pulled me onto his cock. I squealed and my hands used the ceiling of the SUV to brace myself as I felt my steaming hot cunt sink down over the entire length of his shaft, pushing the cum further inside me, while the remainder of it begin to furiously ooze and drip down his balls, leaking onto the leather seat.
“How many guys did you fuck?” he gasped, grabbing me roughly and forcing me up and down on his cock. I let out a strangled moan, momentarily distracted by the bliss of feeling his cock finally filling me up, slippery and wet, and yet I could still feel him pulsing with excitement.
Finally I smiled and leaned forward. I ran my dirty tongue over his lips before letting it slip briefly into his mouth, and then moved so that I was near his ear, so that he could feel my warm breath and hear the intensity of my next words up close. “I fucked every single last one of them. One after the next. All five of them took their turns walking into that bathroom and using me and filling me with cum. I was on my knees and bent over the bathroom sink and pushed up against the wall, reveling in every single filthy moment.”
My hands were against Matt’s chest and I feel his heart pounding in response to every word I spoke.
“And you know what turned me on the most?” I whispered hotly.
He shook his head wordlessly, unable to speak.
I ran my tongue along his ear. “Knowing that I was going to end the night with your cock buried inside every single abused little hole.”
That had done it and released the psychological dam. He held me tightly and renewed his assault on my sore little cunt, feeling the warm flood of juices dripping down his balls with every thrust. With each move of upward momentum, I pushed down onto his cock in a filthy reunion of our sexes. We were both breathing hard, and I was moaning with the intensity of the situation, as I held onto him, feeling like a rag doll on his lap as he unleashed the heady combination of lust and horror over my willful defilement earlier that night.
“Yes, that’s it… fuck me,” I sobbed into his ear. “Fuck that dirty little pussy nice and hard.”
He responded with renewed vigor, ramming his cock upward into my ravaged hole as my cunt clamped down over his shaft. I could feel my climax building as I felt my pussy go into uncontrollable spasms as I came hard all over cock. It easily sent him over the edge moments later as I felt his my pussy flood with his seed as he unloaded with an unbearable groan.
“Oh my god,” I gasped with a breathless sigh. “That was so good.”
“So good?” he gasped. “I’m so not done with you, Stacey. And you’re not done with that story either.”
I grinned and leaned back against the steering wheel, softly moving my hips to stir his softening cock, still inside my slick juices.
“This isn’t the only hole that they filled, is it?” he demanded.
I shook my head, smiling wickedly.
“I want to hear you say it.”
“I felt like such a dirty girl Matt… It was like something took over me. And all the while remembering all our fantasies and the way we talked about this moment. It made me want to act every single detail just the way we had described.”
He moaned, half tortured and half turned on by my confession.
Carefully I maneuvered in the cramped confines of the front seat of the SUV and turned around on his lap so that I was sitting on him facing the windshield. I leaned back against his chest, feeling the rise and fall of his every breathe as I curled my hand around the back of his neck so that my lips were near his ear again.
“I let them fuck my ass,” I whispered hotly, flicking his earlobe with my tongue. “Every one of them took their turn in my tight little hole.”
Matt had been the only one I’d ever let fuck my ass and I knew this was an intense admission for him.
“I blame you for turning me into such an eager little anal slut,” I murmured. “You made me love it so much. I wanted to know what it would feel like to get my ass filled by all that cock tonight. It was all so wrong, but it felt so good at the same time.”
“I’ll bet you were a good little whore for them in that bathroom,” he said in a low voice, his hands running over my body as it was arched back against his chest. He was still very obviously turned on. I could feel his cock beginning to come to life again beneath me and I slowly began grinding my ass against it.
“You loved getting ass fucked by them didn’t you,” he murmured urgently as he ran his hands along the edges of my soaked panties, now wet and loose around my hips as it was tugged and pulled aside.
“Uh huh… wanna see how sore my little hole is right now?”
“Yes.”
I moved forward on the seat so that I was leaning forward on the steering wheel. His hands immediately pushed my short black skirt up higher so it was bunched around my waist as I presented him with a perfect view of my luscious ass in those sheer red mesh panties. He groaned, obviously seeing the slick patch of cum pushing against the flimsy fabric as evidence of my filthy defilement. He pushed them to one side and I felt his finger probe my juicy ass, already well lubed as it slid inside me. He quickly proceeded to using two fingers, fucking me with them over and over.
“I can’t believe you were such a dirty little whore,” he gasped, still not quite believing how I could have proceeded to becoming such a slut for these five strangers in one single night.