On cue, three male heads swung around and focused on my vagina. Roxy gave the guys a minute to stare. "I think she's been punished enough, though, so here's what we're going to do. We're going to play a few hands of poker. Four, to be exact. And the winner of each hand gets to remove one of Susie's buttons--"
"NO!" I screamed. "No way is that going to happen!"
Roxy slowly rolled her eyes in my direction. "Ex-CUSE me?"
It dawned on me I wasn't in the greatest bargaining position. I'd made some progress loosening Steve's knot, but I was still totally at her mercy. That was scary.
"I'm looking at that juicy little cunt of yours," she said, "and you know what I see?"
Nobody answered. I felt my vagina clench.
"I see plenty of room for more stuff, even with all those buttons. Joe--go in the kitchen and get me a couple of--"
"Wait." I could only imagine what she was about to shove up me. "OK. OK. Go ahead."
Roxy smiled wickedly. "Now that's my good little slut." She dealt four sets of cards. Oh my god. Gross--she's playing, too!
As it turned out, I didn't have to deal with the nightmare of Roxy winning--only the nightmare of DJ winning. He sat on the end of the chaise-longue and took a long look at what used to be my most private place. I was breathing hard and sweating profusely, and my cunt felt like it was gushing.
DJ stuck out his index finger and inched it towards my helpless pussy. I closed my eyes. I was so lubricated his finger slipped right in. I should have been furious, but it felt so good. So good that I let out a little gasp, and the first button almost popped out on its own. My heart was pounding in my chest as I opened my eyes.
DJ tossed the button onto the grass and sat down for the second round. Five minutes later Joe whooped because he'd apparently won with some really big hand. Oh great. With an evil grin he squatted with his face a foot from my crotch and inhaled deeply. "Mmm--mmm--how I do love that smell."
"Fuck you!"
"You first," he said, ramming his finger inside me. I gasped. Oh god. I could feel his finger moving around inside me and his knuckle kept bumping my clit. Oh god oh god. Then he moved so nobody at the table could see what he was doing. I gasped as he slipped in a second finger.
He looked over his shoulder towards Roxy. "She sure has one big wet pussy," he said.
"It's certainly been well used," she sneered. "High mileage, know what I mean?"
"Fuck you both," I snapped back.
"Looks to me like you're in no position to do that," Joe answered.
I felt his thumb push at my anus. "Don't even think about it," I said, but he just grinned and pushed harder.
After an eternity he fished out a button and threw it away. He made a big point of smelling his finger.
Two more to go. While Joe dealt the cards I was able to loosen the knot by pushing against it with my wrists. I almost slipped my left hand out. Getting close.
Joe dealt the third round. I could tell by the look on Roxy's face that she had a good hand. Please god. That would be too weird. She looked right at me for the longest time with the nastiest smile on her face. And then she threw away three cards.
Teeny Steve came up with three kings. This could be even worse--instead of Roxy's fingers up my cunt, the neighborhood hunk's fingers would be--while the whole world watched.
He sat on the edge of my chair but wouldn't look at my face. Only at my crotch. I heard him take a couple of big gulps and say, "Here goes." His finger went in. Oh god. "I--I can't get it." He pushed in deeper. Oh god. He twisted. Oh god. I closed my eyes tight and when I did the visions came. The penis visions. All the guys were naked and their cocks were hard and huge and throbbing. Just out of my reach. If I could only get my hands free I could--
Roxy's horrid drawl. "You'll have to use two fingers, hon. There's been a lot of traffic in that tunnel, believe me--you might even need three!"
Screw you, you little sorority whore.
Steve slipped in a second finger, and his knuckle bumped my clit. He twisted his fingers and bumped it again. Oh god. I'm going to come. Penis. Take a breath. Penis. Teeny Steve's--big--red--thrusting--penis. If I can only untie these cords I can reach his penis. And I can--
He pulled out the third button and stood up. I could breathe. Sort of. As he walked away I could see the big luscious swelling on the front of his pants and that was all I could think about. That and how much my pussy ached and throbbed and begged for relief.
My mind was in a complete fog again, but I heard them start another hand. Just as I heard Joe let out a whoop, I got my left hand out of the rope. But now what? My mind was still in a fog--a big horny pussy-induced haze. I couldn't think of a plan, so I just kept my hands where they were.
Joe jumped out of his chair and squatted down again by my crotch. "Come see how fuckin' puffy she is down here. Her cunt looks like it's ready to explode!"
I closed my eyes again as they all came over, stood around me, and leaned in close. A hand clamped firmly on my left boob.
"OK, team," Joe said, "I'm going in." Two fingers slammed into my pussy. Whoa. I desperately hyperventilated, but I knew it wouldn't work. I was going to come any second.
"I--I can feel it but I can't quite reach it."
"Try a third finger," Roxy said. "She can take it."
I opened my mouth but nothing came out.
"I've got a better idea," Joe answered. It felt like he was wiggling his thumb somewhere around the bottom of my vagina, then suddenly he shoved it way up my anus.
I screamed. Both my holes clamped down on him and my pelvis bucked against his knuckles. I came. In front of four people. My sick little brain knew it too, and that made me come even harder.
My spasms slowed enough for me to catch a breath. Joe managed to pop the last button out of me and another jolt shot right through my middle and fried what little brain I had left.
Penises. Oh god--the visions were coming back--dicks--Joe's fingers were still inside me and--cocks--I realized I wasn't done yet.
Dicks. I had to see them. Pricks. Touch them. Cocks. Taste them. I pulled my hands completely free.
Somebody's hand was still on my boob. I reached over, grabbed at a belt, and pulled it in close. It was DJ. I swung my other hand around, whipped his belt and fly open, and pulled his cock free before he could even react. My legs were still tied down (and Joe was still between them), but I twisted and lunged and got him into my mouth.
DJ tried to back away but I grabbed his hips and pulled him in closer. "Wh--what are you doing?" he whined.
I heard Joe's voice. "Shut up you idiot! Can't you see she's completely out of control?"
Once he recovered from the shock, DJ totally got into having his dick sucked by a chick tied to a lawn chair, and with a loud moan he came in my mouth.
He stepped away and zipped up. Joe still had his fingers in my pussy and his thumb in my anus and I was starting to tingle again. I looked to my right and saw Steve with a huge hard-on tenting his pants. That's what I needed. Give it to me, Steve. Now.
I grabbed the bottom of Steve's shirt. He stepped towards me and a second later his big stiff prick was at my lips. I put my hands on his ass (I'd been wanting to do that for a while now!), pulled him in close, and wrapped my tongue and lips around his erection.
He came quickly, and as I swallowed I thought about how I now had a mouthful of two guys' sperm. Was that bad--or was that so very, very good? Before I could decide, Joe pumped his fingers inside me one last time.
I panted. I started to heave. My god--I was going to come again! This was even bigger than the first one--now I was riding this huge rushing crashing wave. I screamed. I fainted.
When I opened my eyes and caught a breath I felt Joe pull his fingers out of me. I looked down to see him unzipping his pants. I realized I was smiling at him! Was it that obvious--how bad I wanted to suck another dick? What was I thinking? Of course it was! My lips and my tongue were sore as hell but I didn't care. I was a possessed woman. I HAD to have that cock. Joe's cock. No--make that MY cock.
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