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“She’s loving this.” Ben dared me to take my shorts off and stay in just my panties. I slid them down slowly, turning so they could see my ass. “That ass is fucking criminal,” Noah said. “I’d commit several felonies for a piece of that.” The game kept escalating. “Take your panties off,” Chris dared me next. “Let us see that pussy.” I stood up, heart hammering, and slowly peeled my panties down my legs. I was completely naked now, smooth, shaved, and undeniably wet. The cool basement air kissed my soaked lips.

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Every question now felt like a weapon designed to expose and arouse. “Never have I ever had a gangbang fantasy,” Marcus said, his voice rough with desire. I drank without hesitation, my hand slightly shaking as I set the bottle down. All five of them stared at me with pure predatory hunger. Tyler delivered what felt like the final blow. “Never have I ever fucked more than one person in the same night.” I drank again. The stories that followed were extremely explicit, full of threesomes, watching friends fuck, and sharing partners. My nipples ached painfully. A visible wet spot had formed on the crotch of my shorts. I was dripping wet, my pussy throbbing with urgent need.

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They came at the same time—Liam roaring as he pumped rope after rope into Nina’s ass, Rita grinding the strap-on deep while the base stimulator made her squirt all over Nina’s back. Nina shattered between them—pissing herself in a hot, humiliating flood that soaked the mattress and her own thighs, body convulsing so hard the chains rattled. They didn’t stop. They swapped. Rita pulled out, silicone cock dripping, and took Nina’s ass while Liam claimed her cunt—knotting her for real this time, his thick base stretching her pussy obscenely wide as he ground deep and unloaded again. The camera zoomed in on her ruined holes when they finally pulled free: pussy gaping, ass prolapsing slightly, cum

“Walking up to a stranger at a party and practically begging for cock. Now look at you—blindfolded and dripping all over my bed like a desperate little whore.” The words made me even wetter and I moaned loudly, grinding my hips against the vibrator. Just as I felt the orgasm building again, he pulled the vibrator away completely and brought his hand down hard on my pussy. The slap echoed through the room and I screamed, the sting blooming into heat. He did it again. And again. Ten times total, mixing hard spanks with the vibrator pressed against my clit between them. By the tenth slap, I came so hard my vision went white behind the blindfold.

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Then I bent the nun over the desk and fucked her pussy raw while Father Elias recovered, watching. When I finally felt my own release building, I pulled both women to their knees in front of me and Father Elias. “Open your mouths. Tongues out.” They obeyed like good little sluts. I stroked my cock furiously until I exploded—thick, powerful ropes of cum painting their faces, tongues, and tits. Father Elias followed seconds later, adding his load to the mess. The two women kissed sloppily, sharing the mixed cum, licking it from each other’s skin while we watched.