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I lost count of how many times I came, squirting messily across the gym floor while they rotated through my mouth, pussy, and ass. “Fuck, she’s creaming so hard,” Jax groaned, slamming into my ass while Kai fucked my pussy in a deep double penetration. I was completely lost, sobbing and begging like their personal toy. “Please… fill me. Use me. I’m your slut. I’m your fitness whore.” Kai came first, flooding my pussy with thick, hot cum. Jax followed right after, burying himself deep in my ass and pumping me full. They pulled out and stood over me, stroking themselves until they painted my face, tits, and stomach with the last ropes of cum.

We had begged for this dirty secret, and now we were living it. Some days he would call us to his office between lectures. I’d drop to my knees while Brian bent over the desk, Garvin fucking the rugby captain’s tight ass hard and fast as I sucked Garvin’s balls from below. Other times he’d make me ride Brian’s cock on the floor while Garvin fucked my ass at the same time, turning me into a dripping, moaning mess between them. We learned every filthy style, me sucking both cocks until they painted my face, Brian getting fucked while he ate my pussy, Garvin using my throat while Brian pounded me from behind. The risk of getting caught only made us hornier.

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She sat on Jax’s lap, pushing her round, soft ass against his hard dick, while Marcus and Leo pushed in from the sides. She was sandwiched between them, feeling their hot breath and strong hands all over her. Marcus grabbed one of her heavy breasts and started to suck on the hard tip, while Leo bit her neck and Jax gripped her thick thighs. Layla was soaking wet, her pussy dripping juice onto Jax’s pants. Jax didn't wait; he pulled her dress up, guided his thick, hot dick to her opening, and shoved inside her from behind. Layla let out a loud, raw scream as he stretched her tight walls, filling her up completely. While Jax slammed into her from behind with a loud, wet thud, Marcus unzipped h

She reached for me and we kissed again, moaning into each other’s mouths while the men used us. “Ride his face,” he commanded. “Grind that greedy cunt on him.” I did. I rocked my hips, smearing all my juices all over Ryan’s mouth and chin. He sucked my clit hard, two fingers pushing into my ass, opening me up. The pressure was insane. Then they switched to me. Her dad pulled me onto him. His massive cock pressed against my tight asshole and slowly forced its way in. The burn was intense and overwhelming. I whimpered, but Lena was there, kissing me, whispering. “You can take it baby, let him stretch you.”

Listening to other patients — wealthy executives who had destroyed marriages through sex addiction, celebrities who had lost everything to escorts and orgies, normal people whose lives had spiraled out of control — made me see my own story with horrifying clarity. When it was my turn to share, I spoke for nearly forty minutes, voice trembling, about how I had started as Liam’s curious girlfriend exploring fantasies and ended up as the Gangbang Princess who threw away the love of her life for the thrill of being used by dozens of men. One older man in the group looked at me with kind but firm eyes and said,

One in my pussy, one in my ass, one in my mouth, the fourth slapping my clit and tits while I came over and over. Cum dripped from every hole. My legs shook. My voice grew hoarse from screaming. My tied ex watched the entire time. His cock stayed rock-hard but untouched. Tears ran down his face. He was broken, humiliated, leaking precum, begging us to stop. “Please… Amy… I’m sorry…” I laughed breathlessly, riding another cock while cum leaked from my ass. “You’re not sorry yet,” I whispered. “But you will be.” The men kept fucking me until the tied man was a sobbing, trembling mess — cock purple and aching, completely destroyed by the sight of his “good girl” getting gang-fucked into oblivio

He leaned down, biting my bottom lip hard enough to sting, then sucking it into his mouth before pulling back. "Say it louder," he growled, adding a third finger, stretching me wide, the wet sounds loud in the room as he fucked me with them fast. "Tell me you love my cum inside you." "I love it," I moaned, voice breaking, hips bucking up to meet his hand. "Fuck, Haiden, I love your cum leaking out of me, I love feeling you all day." It was embarrassing how true it was, how my body craved it, pussy soaking his fingers, clit throbbing every time he brushed it with his thumb.

My husband would make me spread my legs, hand trembling, asking me to finger myself while he brought in another whore and fucked her right in front of me. “You’re so old, Olivia,” he sneered one night, dipping the girl’s head to take his cock in her mouth. She gagged around him, moaning and choking, and I couldn’t stop imagining it was me. My hands ached to take him, to feel him inside me again, but I was forced to watch. “Can you even ride a cock now?” he taunted, eyes on me. “Or have you gotten so lazy you can’t even spread those legs wide enough?”