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If anyone had any fantasies or stories they want written or to read, hmu at StoryTellerxxx2 or you can message here.  

If anyone had any fantasies or stories they want written or to read, hmu at StoryTellerxxx or you can message here.

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Straight-edge then proceed to tug at your shirt and a rip, rings behind you. The cold then comes to touch your skin as he rips down the rest of your back. What you believe are beard-mans brawny hands on your now bare sides. The pulses behind continue to flood into you in a torrent of thunderclaps. Her hair begins to be curled up into a long rope and is pulled. You hear Straight-edge say, Theres more coming. Your dirty mind immediately just thinks Oh I know more are Cumming, just imagining more cocks, all varying sizes, shapes and shades of moonlit black or grey. But for now, you only have the three cocks on you, one skinny in your throat, the thick one striking your rear and the straight-edge mans. You feel the cloth of your shirt slip down from your sides. A cool breeze, dances against your breasts as they suspend. You feel your nipples harden in the cold, you fight the urge to wrap an arm under them to keep them warm. However Straight-edge comes to your rescue cupping a palm of them and bouncing it as if weighing up whether it was a worthy toy to play with. His comfort does not last long as he gives one a small tap to watch them sway before lurching back. You then hear him say, Lets turn this bitch over. You notice beard-man halt his thrusts but leaves his cock buried. His mighty hands over each buttock. You hear him reply, Mate, lets toss her onto the grass over there. The other cunts will still be able to find us there.  You were in no position to comment, either in caring of the outcome or moving position. You were still rolling a thin dick along your tongue with skinny guy heading your roped hair as if playing with a puppet. You also enjoyed these detached conversations of what to do with you. Simply playing the role of common whore that just takes it…seamlessly. Beard-man withdraw his cock out from you, leaving you self-conscious of a loose gap he bored into you. Skinny guy also pulls his dick out from you and drops your hair onto your back. You stand up as now 5 pairs of eyes glare at you [Noticing 2 more than expected], each pair shining towards you in the dim light. They seemed to encircle you like pack of hungry wolves preparing to pounce at a deer. A wide pain cracks at your left ass cheek. Beard-mans big hand trying to get you move. You hastily move towards a field of grass down the slope you assumed they were referencing. As you strain your legs, the sharp pain of beard-mans strike echoes along your thigh and hip. So much so you cant help but shed a tear. Your bare nakedness too suddenly feels apparent as your breasts hustle unrestrained and the cold breeze licks your aching thighs. However, you know the pain will subside into a soft ache and five cocks are lined for you. The motto Leave no park cum dry? plays in your head. You jiggle down the hill and undo the patch of dew layered grass. You see beard man following not far behind. He grabs you by the hips and back and raise your arms to let him lower you to the floor. He quickly spreads your legs to each side as if swatting trash away from a workbench. He leans over you and a rashly jams his cock into and starts pounding away as before. There was no effort to adore you, excite you or even give you a mention. The bearded man just had a job to do, his own job. You were merely a tool he was using. His weight pushes you into the ground. Your back, grazing dirt and wet grass. The other men toddle down the hill, kicking rocks, all seeming to be laughing. Once down, you hear the zippers crunching and belts clattered onto the floor. They then all loom over you, as if the pack has finally pinned down their prey. The lead already taking in the feast. You look up at the beard-man face, seeming furious and red. Only looking down at your body, he takes a grab at one of your breasts, pinning it from its leaps of joy. You reach up to touch his beard and get a few fingers scrap along the grizzle. He violently slaps it down, and pins it into the dirt.

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A crack of rocks being kicked echoed to your right and you stood hastily, like a meercat on sentry. You peered down at your chest and adjust your shirt, making sure a line of cleavage is visible. Two dark figures loom closer. You stood waiting patiently, an irrepressible grin leaping from your face, a glow of a smile peered back at you. At 15 metres away from you, you let out “Hello there, looking to fuck someone?”, both figures smile now.
“I wouldn’t say no to that” a burly voice replies. You take a step towards from and they then there in front of you. One bears a visible full-on beard the other clean cut. The bearded man slides his hand against your arm, his hand is warm extending a good width of your forearm. “So what do you like, doing” he asks, the glow of one eye appearing to blink.
You softly place both hands on each of their crotches and whisper, “Anything with cock”.
They both immediately reach down to their pants and begin to undo their pants. You take a small step back as their pants drop and cock hang bare. You stand and stare, seeming too long for the straight edge man who grunted, “Get down and suck them like a good slut?”
You obey and lower yourself to your knees, the rocks hard against your knees. You take both cocks in each hand, the bearded man’s feels thicker and longer, not that you would treated them any differently. You pressed your lips against the straight-edge man’s cock, he immediately takes your head and ram it into himself, your lips tense to close, only as reflex to smile.
He grips your head by either side and pulls and pushes you with limited resistance. Meanwhile in your hand you bear the bearded man cock, the only thing you have control of. His warm cock pulsates in your palm as you draw your hand to his body. You continue the perpetual stroke, knowing a good slut doesn’t stop a handy. Another cracking of rocks echoes along the track, you peek your head to the side to see another figure walking towards you. Straight-Edge then uses your lopsided head to grind his cock against the inside of your cheek.
“You like that you dirty slut?” Straight-edge grunts. You moan a muffled, “Eaah”. His dick flicks out on pull too far out, but the job’s not done so you immediately fumble his dick into your mouth and mimic the rapid motions he’d just showed. You hear him laugh, “I love this hoe”, taking his hands off from you and letting you to do your thing. Beard-man takes your hand away from his cock and seems to walk behind you. You feel his fingers claw their way underneath the waist and begin to drag them down. Wearing the loose-fitting shorts paid-off. Initially you feel the cool air against your rear, but to softly you feel large warm palms against you’re your skin. Only to be replaced a sharp pain and clap. Tickling your pussy his cock wavers as he’s distracted by moon lit your ass. Abruptly you feel it, his cock burst inside you. You too then notice another figure to your side, cock straddling from slightly lowered pants. You instantly grasp it.
Straight-edge once again, grasps hold of your head. Beard-Man begins strafing round after round of heavy thrusts into your behind. His big fat cock grinds away into like a jackhammer into dense dirt. You groan uncontrollably, only to expel muffled slushes of noise as drool spills from your lips. A warm taste of salt grows in your mouth. You then smile only to have a flow of drool and other fluids pour from the side of your mouth. Straight-edge then pulls out and the new guy tries to take up the plate. The new guy is scrawny with a thin beard, even his dick, although long remains quite thin. However, the lanky man gestures to you by flopping his dick on your nose. Without consideration, you touch your tongue against the underside of his dick and glide it up its length before shooting the length back down your throat.

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A car’s hooting echoes through the alleyway, along with far shouts and distant laughter. Liam’s heart races faster with every with whiz of cars going past. Ellie on the contrary remains calm, her heart pace thumbs with harsh thumbs. She stares at the eye of his cock, gripped firmly in her hand. As the firm flesh pulsates, a bead of liquid forms from it like syrup seeping from a tree log. She peeks up to Liam, her smirk thickening into a smile. She softly licks at the underneath of its head and runs her thumb over the eye. The slick glimmers on top of the pink flesh. Although, it is soon enveloped by Ellie’s lips.     
Ellie presses her tongue up against the ridges of Liam’s cock. She tightens her thumb and hand like a pincer to the base of his shaft. She then starts that perpetual motion she has ole so many times before. Stroking the base of the shaft, she swoops her mouth and tongue against his cock. The tip grazing against the roof of her mouth or inner cheek. She moans she moves, each head pop making her underwear a drip wetter than before. The warmth of his flesh drifting to the other regions of her body, namely her groin. Ever as always, the bumps of a cock echoes with tingles through her body, prickling the hair on the back of her neck and arms.     
Liam leaves her to her job, taking pleasure with each soft abrasion. He peers down at her as she gurgles and groans, taking sight of the long shadow of cleavage slicing between her breasts. He lowers his hand and is disappointed when he can only reach her shoulder. He decides to rest his hand between her shoulder and neck, softly rubbing her collarbone with his thumb whilst firmly pressing his fingers against her shoulder, reminding her of his bearing.   
Shadows crawl behind Ellie as she kneels. Liam peeks to the alleyway to see a group of men. Seemingly all in some regard, they are quietly drifting towards them. Liam feels a stiff cold envelope him, half afraid of what they are going to do, half curious of Ellie will do. Her tongue seems to make a movement around the base his head, he decides they’ll probably keep moving along, or at least hopes they do. He drags her by the shoulder to envelope him whole, her nose brushing against his waist. The group leers at them as they stumble forward. They’re an assortment of four men: one small in height, another medium; 2 of them were tall, at least half a foot taller than Liam, one of which hosting a thick gut. As the men approach the two of them, the small one tips his flat cap to Liam and gives him a wink. Liam merely smiles and winks in return. The small one shares expressions with other men and slowly they all encircle Ellie and Liam.     
Ellie with a mouth full of Liam’s cock slowly withdraws and stares up, aiming to invoke a response from Liam. To her surprise she finds an audience surrounding her.                                 

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