slut-problems: My boyfriend had a gambling problem, and he lost the bet. Unfortunately for me he had
slut-problems: My boyfriend had a gambling problem, and he lost the bet. Unfortunately for me he had bet my face in his latest bet. “Lorraine will give you a blow job if you win,” he said to Gregory. “HEY! You can’t bet my mouth like that!” I’d screamed. “Oh come on, babe! Look at my hand! I can’t lose!” I took a look at his hand, and it did look pretty good and so I had agreed. “I’ll take that bet,” Gregory had said as the other men who had already folded looked on with interest, unable to believe that my boyfriend had actually bet a blow job from me. “But she has to do it here, in front of everyone! And she has to take her top off!” he said. It was dawn and we’d all been up all night. There had been alcohol and drugs and we all were a bit out of our minds. “Fine, my boyfriend said. You can do that, right Lorraine?” he asked me. “Yeah. Sure. But you’re going to win, right?” “Of course I am,” he smiled at me and grabbed my hand. He gave it a squeeze and I was lulled into complacency. They laid their cards down on the table and I looked at them, so high that I wasn’t certain if I was seeing them right. My boyfriend had lost! Hadn’t he? I looked again and the cards told the story of my fate. I was going to have to give Gregory a blow job in front of all the rest of these men. I could feel tears springing up in my eyes. “I WIN! I WIN!” Gregory exclaimed as he took the pile of money from the center of the table and shoved it into his satchel. “And now I get a blow job from Lorraine!”“You’re not really going to make me give you a blow job? Are you?” I asked him with tears in my eyes. “Of course I am. A bet is a bet, Lorraine.” I looked to my boyfriend and he shrugged. “Go on, Lorraine,” he said and so I walked over to Greg and waited for him to tell me what to do. He took off his clothes and presented his cock to me. “You have to take off your top, Lorraine,” he reminded me and so I pulled my shirt and my bra off and all the men stared at my tits. If I hadn’t have been so high I probably wouldn’t have been able to do it, but as it was I was horny as I bent down and took Greg’s cock in my mouth. He grabbed me by the head and held it in place as he fucked my face with his cock. The other guys had their cameras out and were taking videos. Even my boyfriend was taking a video of my humiliation. Gregory was fucking my face harder, pushing his cock deeper and deeper into my throat. I felt so humiliated. I’d been a bet and here I was delivering the goods, letting this guy fuck my face in exchange for a win in a card game. This was my all time low. Tears threatened to fall from my eyes as I realized that now I was basically a whore. I was basically my boyfriend’s whore that he had used as collateral in a card game. “You suck cock so well, Lorraine,” Greg encouraged me. “Hold on,” he warned me and thats when he really began to pound my face. He hammered my face as hard as he could and somehow I took it all. I looked at the faces of my boyfriend and all of his friends and I could see that they were all shocked at how well I was taking the face pounding. I could see their cocks all getting hard inside of their pants as they thought about fucking my face just like Gregory was doing. “You’re a lucky man,” one of the guys said to my boyfriend. “I really am,” my boyfriend replied back. Gregory pulled his cock from my mouth and he stood up.“Look up at me,” he said and as I did I could feel the warmth of his cum hitting me in the face. He spewed thick ropes of cum all over my cheeks, some of it hitting my in the eye. Now, the tears were starting to spill over. I began to cry because I was being so demeaned. “That’s a good girl. Way to take my cock, Lorraine. Thank you for holding up your end of the bargain,” Gregory said as he began to put his clothes back on. I looked at my boyfriend and saw that his cock was hard as a rock. He had it in his hand. The rest of his friends all had their cocks out, too. “Hey, Lorraine? Do you think you could help us out too?” one of his friends asked. “I have money,” He held up a stack of bills. I was insulted. I wasn’t some hooker they could just pay to give them blowjobs. “Lorraine. You should do it,” my boyfriend told me. “You give the best blow jobs. You should share that gift with the world. Starting with me. Come here, baby.” He held his arms open for me and I moved to him. He pushed my head down to his crotch and he took his cock and spread Gregory’s cum all over my face before he shoved his cock into my mouth. From that point on, all hell broke loose. My boyfriend and his friends descended on me. Next thing I knew they were using my body, fucking my face, ass and mouth with their cocks. I tried to say no, but I couldn’t get a single word out. They were too busy stuffing my holes with their cocks to listen to a word I said and I found myself being used as their 3-hole fuck doll for the rest of the night. -- source link
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