Chapter 9
All day Sunday Ashley slept. Her head and body felt completely hung over, although she had drunk very little at the party. She supposed that all the weird sex had taken its toll on her. She spent the entire day dozing and dreaming of cocks. Her dazed mind simply couldn't think of anything else.
One dream in particular she couldn't get rid of. In it she was down on her knees in some stark room, completely naked, but for her black stockings and garter belt. In front of her, and as far to the right and left as she could see, were large naked men, their great hefty cocks dangling down between their thighs like snakes. And she was sucking them all off, one by one, working her way down the line and draining each prick.
Ashley wondered if she should make an appointment with her doctor. She seemed to be losing control of her thoughts. Sex was all she could think of. But was there really any harm in it, as long as she was enjoying herself? For she couldn't deny that she was having a hell of a good time. Maybe it was best to get all this craziness out of her system.
Monday she felt much better. She still thought of little else but sex-especially the wild session with the two men at the party- but she wasn't as concerned about what she had done. It had been fun, that's all, something she'd wanted to do for a while. There was no need to feel guilty or self-conscious about it.
She breezed through her afternoon gym classes, and toward the end of the day something very interesting occurred. Right in the middle of one of her dance-exercise routines with the girls, she noticed she was again being watched through the glass door by Roger Conway and his two friends. It was just like the previous such occasion, which had been only last week but which seemed to be months back.
There was one major difference. Instead of feeling flustered and self-conscious, Ashley felt completely relaxed and proud. She danced up and down with complete physical pleasure, letting her tits bounce and splitting her legs wide, smiling that the rough boys should find her so appealing. She was very, very happy.
She was humming loudly to herself as she made her way back to her cramped little office. She showered, made herself up, and dressed again. She'd worn her sexy underwear to work, and she slipped back into her garter belt and stockings with a lewd little thrill. She waited for half an hour, until the last of the girls had gone, then she calmly strolled over to the boys' locker room.
Mr. Thomas, the football coach, didn't seem to be around, but some kind of practice was just over and the locker room and showers were full of noisy, joking young men. They were all either half-dressed or completely naked and steam from the showers drifted through the crowded area like mist.
Silence fell as Ashley entered, and all the young men watched her closely, not sure what she was up to. A few of them made moves to cover their cocks and balls with clothes or towels, but most of them didn't. She moved among them slowly, examining each nude body as she passed. Finally she came up to Roger Conway, who stood there completely naked, his thick cock hanging halfway to his knees.
"Well, well, what's all this about, Miss Twaites?" he sneered, his hands on his hips. He smiled at her oddly.
Ashley didn't answer. Instead, she dropped to her knees on the cold concrete, floor and took his fat cock in her long slender fingers. She hefted it up till it pointed at her, then slipped her mouth down over its head and further, till her lips were sealed around the thick hunk of prick. "Wow!"
"Holy shit!"
"Fuck!"
The young men murmured and gradually formed a circle around Conway and the sucking teacher. There were calls to the showers and while the hot water still splashed down several naked wet boys stepped into the locker room with towels around them. There must have been near twenty young men in the room now, all watching the weird scene in silence.
Conway's cock had begun to inflate in Ashley's mouth, and she was able to pump it in her fist while she bobbed her head up and down on him. In a matter of seconds, it seemed, his prick stuck out from his crotch like the branch of a tree. Apart from the rattle of shower water in the next room, the only sounds were of sucking.
Without taking her mouth off Conway, Ashley reached up and searched for more cocks. Two boys stepped obligingly closer and let her wrap her long fingers around their slowly thickening pricks. She began to pump them steadily, urging them to stiffness. In seconds both cocks were soaring up high in her fists.
Several other cocks were growing, even without her touching them. A couple of boys started jerking off, their eyes glued to the lewd scene in front of them. Most simply watched, and cock after cock began slowly to rise. From small shriveled little creatures of two and three inches, the pricks tilted upwards and grew to thick shafts of six, seven and eight inches. A few were even nine and ten inches long and very thick.
With a deep, contented sigh, Ashley lifted her mouth off Conway's cock. He glared down at her tensely, aware that she intended to move on to somebody else. She smiled up at him dreamily, knowing what he was thinking. He had no more power over her here in this room. He couldn't force her to suck his cock and his cock alone. She was free to suck whoever she wanted to.
She moved over to one of the cocks she had been pumping, slipping it into her mouth without so much as a glance at its owner. Down into her throat she forced it, tickling the cock's underside with her tongue. Her hands flailed about and clutched at two new cocks, which she started shucking expertly.
The young men were forming themselves into a rough sort of line, each patiently waiting his turn for a quick blow-job. All clothes and towels had been cast aside now and everyone was totally naked, each cock stuck out like a staff from a thick growth of pubic hair. There were odd murmurs or grunts as the men grew more excited.
"Talk to me. Call me dirty names," Ashley moaned suddenly, slipping her mouth off one cock and preparing to suck in another. "I love to be called filthy names. Please do it."
The young men seemed to hesitate, glancing at one another. But Roger Conway, who had been edged to one side against some lockers, started things off. He yanked his cock in frustration and almost spat out the words, like some sex-crazed male cheerleader.
"Cock-sucker. Dirty, cum-eating cock-sucker," he began, craning his neck to see all that was going on.
"Slut. Cock-sucking slut," someone muttered. He was the lucky one with his cock deep in Ashley's mouth at that moment.
"Whore. Bitch. Cock-sucking cunt," someone else put in helpfully. His cock was clutched in Ashley's wanking hand.
A strange low murmur of dirty words began to fill the room. They grew louder as the cocks became bigger. Before long most of the young men in the room were calling Ashley slut and cunt and cock-sucker. She smiled up at them in gratitude as she moved from cock to cock. Her sucking became faster, harsher. She was deter- mined to suck everyone in the room at least once.
She'd sucked eight or ten cocks before someone suggested that they strip her. There was a murmur of assent and rough hands quickly tugged at her dress, hauling it off her shoulders and pulling it down her body. She paused in her sucking long enough to let them tug the dress off her completely. Then she went back to work while the men gasped and gulped at her underwear.
"Garter belt and stockings! Shit, what a horny cunt," one young man said.
"We should be filming this. It would make a great porno movie," added another.
"Get a load of those tits. What a slut," someone else put in. "And she's not wearing any panties! The little cunt really came prepared."
Hands were all over her, feeling her, mauling her. Her tits were squeezed and the nipples were thumbed roughly. Someone grew impatient and rubbed his cockhead against her cheek while she still had a cock in her mouth. They were all growing restless and impatient.
"This is gonna take too long. Let's fuck her," someone suggested.
"Yeah, let's stuff her with cock," another agreed.
Strong hands grabbed at Ashley and lifted her up off her knees. She felt three, four, five cocks being rubbed against her skin. And then she was being draped across a hard bench in the center of the room. Rough fingers were mauling her golden belly, her tits, her thighs in their sheer stockings. She lay her head back on the bench and waited for what she knew would happen next.
The men who still hadn't been sucked hung around in a thick circle about her head in order to wait their turn. She gripped a cock in each hand and immediately tugged one toward her mouth. She began to suck contentedly. Two men got close enough to rest their cocks on her forehead as they jerked off. Two more prodded and poked her tits with their cocks, smearing the stiff nipples with pre-cum juice.
The men who had been sucked lined up behind the lucky fellow who had moved between her outspread legs. He had a huge horse-cock in his fist and he nudged its head about on Ashley's cunt and slid forward, burying the thick monster in one motion. He began to fuck Ashley with strong, steady lunges.
"Eat that cock. Eat it, slut," a voice grunted.
"Look at the bitch suck!" croaked another.
Ashley moaned deeply, forcing her mouth all the way down on a swollen cock. Then just as quickly she spat it out and turned her head to yet another prick. She stuffed this one between her lips and forced it deep into the back of her throat. Her roving free hand settled on a new cock and began to jerk it up and down expertly.
The young man humping away between her legs was suddenly pulled back by strong hands and his thick cock snapped free of her cunt and bounced up in the air. It was gleaming wet and damn near steaming, an angry red color except for the swollen blue veins in its side.
"Hey, I didn't come," he complained as he was hustled to the back of the line-up.
Already his place had been taken by a husky blond fellow who had shoved his hard-on into Ashley with one quick movement. "Too fucking bad, Al. We all got to have a turn here. If you can't blow your nuts in a couple of minutes banging this babe, you'll have to wait for another turn."
And that's the way it worked. Each young man stepped between Ashley's legs for a short fuck. His ass would pump crazily for a minute or so, and he would be forced to withdraw and move to the back of the line. Or he would step into the line around her face and wait his turn for a quick blow-job.
And this way Ashley worked her way slowly but steadily through the twenty or so horny, naked young men who stood around in the steamy locker room. Each and every one got to fuck her, and each one got his cock sucked, and maybe his balls licked if he was lucky. Some got an extra long hand-job, or a moment of relief rubbing his cock against her tits.
Finally the crazy scene got to be too much for several of the lusty young men, and the first of them started coming. One fellow had barely shoved his prick into Ashley's cunt before his balls exploded and he was pumping strong jets of steaming spunk up into her belly. He began moaning and grunting and there were cheers of encouragement. He was allowed extra time to spurt out every last drop of jism.
Shortly after that someone climaxed in her mouth, and strings of silver cum exploded from her cock-crammed lips. She gulped and gurgled and swallowed the heavy draft of slime. But a great deal slithered from her mouth and drooled in glittering white lines down her cheeks and chin.
"I wanna fuck her up the ass!" someone shouted.
"Me too!"
"Let's fill her with cock! A hard prick up every hole!" a third suggested.
This met with more approval and Ashley was lifted and mauled some more so that the men might come at her from a greater variety of angles. But not before someone else had shot off his greasy wad of cum up her cunt and another young man had blasted his steaming spunk deep into her throat.
Ashley was very, very busy.