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05/02/2020
Next Chapter - Naughty Bar Fun
After a week recouping physically and mentally from the Vegas gang bang, I decided to forget it happened and continue being a good girl. I figured being used like a sperm receptacle, was met to be a valuable lesson. It was to show me how bad being sexually active could be.
Then Ken called me on the weekend to see how I was doing. He was very concerned about my feelings and finally told me that 14 guys had their way with me with some fucking me twice. I should have been shocked, but just laughed it off. I had accepted the fact that my sexual desires made me a naughty slut that night. We then talked for hours about the event. I told him how very sore I still was and now worried that I might have caught something. He suggested going to get checked for STD, because a lot of guys didn’t use condoms. Fortunately, I already had a doctor’s appointment scheduled for Tuesday, as my annual normal female checkup. I also told him that I was regretful about being such a horny slut and allowing a bunch of strangers to fuck me. I’m really not that promiscuous and do not want to continue my quest for sexual experiences.
That’s when he said, “Kathryn, my gorgeous naïve lady, this is all part of your sexual growth and to embrace it. You should be very happy about the event because you had so much fun. That was just your first step to enjoy your new sexuality. Watching you in action, I know you found your true calling. Stop worrying about the consequences of Vegas and welcome a new persona. Quitting should not be an option. You need to continue expressing yourself through your womanly wilds and use your God giving beauty to attract men. Your youth won’t last forever. I hate to see this opportunity pass such an attractive Lady by. Sex is a good thing not something evil. Acknowledge your cravings as normal behavior. Please don’t quit, when you’re just finding yourself.”
I was a little dumbfounded by his comments and answered, “But Ken, I’m still having second thoughts about continuing. What if my work or my family finds out about my actions? What if all those photos get put up on the internet? I’m so worried that someone will see how naughty I’ve been or will be. I shouldn’t continue……”
Before I could finish he interrupted me and quickly replied, “Now Kathryn! Stop worry about what could happen, but get out there and have some more fun. If you quit now, you’ll regret it. I know you not only want the loving but need it. Do yourself a favor and enjoy all that an active sexual life will give you.”
Laughing he continued with some Western analogy. “What you need is to get right back up on the saddle. Go to a bar, pick up some guys, and ride them to ecstasy. Dress sexy, flirt and have fun teasing while making guys horny. With your looks you have the power to enjoy all the sex you want. Stop complaining about things that will never happen.”
I knew he was right and as we continued discussing sex and my attributes, I became very amorous. Being brought up in a very strict religious family, has distorted my view about sex. I was being my usual overly cautious conservative self. I just had all of those nice guys giving me multiple orgasms and now I was becoming a prude again. I decided to take his advice and stop worrying. I told him I would continue looking for love, after I get my test results back.
He laughed and told me to keep him informed of all of my conquest and text him weekly. I answered, “Ken you will definitely be a part of my tutelage and I am counting on you for continual guidance. You are a great friend. When can I see you again? I want you.”
“Well I can drive down in a month. Okay Kathryn? Then you can tell me all about your dates with every little detail. You can call or text me anytime. I just love everything about you my horny Lady. I want you too.” He chuckled and hung up.
Afterward, I realized how naïve concerning sex I really am. Going to a bar to pick up guys, has never been my forte. I’ve always been scared of meeting a bad person who would rape me, so I rarely went. Because of Ken I had to conquer my fears. But I was still apprehensive about going alone.
Tuesday morning I had my checkup. My doctor saw that my vulva was bruised and tender, but said my pain was from having a vaginal infection. So he gave me a prescription for antibiotics and a vagina cream. He said I had to abstain from sex for a few weeks and use the cream inside my vagina. Also, when the STD test came back, it was completely negative. At least that was good news. But now I had to put off my sexual quest for a while.
So I texted Ken and told him I had to wait a few weeks before I could become sexually activity again. He was concerned for me and when I got home from work, there were a dozen pink roses waiting for me. The card simply said, “To the loveliest, most attractive, sexiest woman I know. Stay positive and horny. Get well soon because there are a lot of fun adventures waiting for you. Love always Ken!”
I immediately texted and told him what a nice surprise the flowers were. He replied that I was a special woman and the flowers he hoped would brighten my day. They did make me happy, having a nice guy telling me everything is going to be okay and loving me.
The next day, he sent me photos from my gang bang to remind me of how much fun I had. At first I was horrified by the photos. As I looked at them, I remembered how I felt making all of those guys spew their sperm all over and in me. The last photo of me kneeling with semen covering me, made me horny. I started to touch myself remembering all of the fantastic orgasms I experienced. I guess in three weeks I would find out how slutty I am or will become.
The weeks went by fast, as work was a nice distraction from my daily sexual desires. Ken kept in touch and I would become horny reading his naughty texts. I seemed to be craving what I couldn’t have. I even started looking at guys as sex objects, wondering if he had big cocks. I read that the fingers show the size of a guy’s penis. I have never really found out if that is true.
After my little infection finally healed, I was very happy and felt like celebrating. So when my friend Geri called and asked if I wanted to go out to a bar on Saturday night, I exuberantly said yes. I immediately texted Ken and he told me to let myself go and have fun. He wrote 'LOL' when he told me not to restrain my desires. I said I wouldn’t.
So I picked Geri up at her apartment and we drove to a bar on Main Street in Santa Ana. When we got there around 9 pm, it was somewhat crowded. Since it was in the Hispanic part of town with a bad reputation, I asked if she thought we would be safe. She laughed and told me that the cute delivery guy was meeting us at this bar. So we had nothing to worry about. Well I was somewhat relieved that we had dates, but was still a little uneasy from where we were and wearing such reveling outfits.
I had on my new short white haltered top dress with big black designs, no bra, black stockings and a tight black thong. Not dressing like this normally, I was uncomfortable about wearing it. I have a 5’4” slim figure, red hair, blue eyes, and long legs for my petite size. After I took a selfie, I sent it to Ken. His comment back of ‘Wow’ made me feel energized. I now felt very eager to get going.
Geri, a tall slim blonde with small breast but had legs to die for, dressed a little more conservative. She was in black skirt not too short and sheer pink blouse with a black bra on under it. Her small breasts were completely hidden. We also both had on stilettos. Mine wasn’t as high as Geri’s because I was afraid I couldn’t walk in them.
As we were going inside this bar/dance club and being a Saturday night, there was a $10 cover fee for guys. Girls were free. Once inside, we looked around the dimly lit club and noticed that the girls were dressed as slutty or sluttier. Seedy looking tattooed guys seemed to stand around watching the girls dancing, although there still were nice looking guys dancing with girls. There were booths around the walls and tables near the dance floor. It had a bar off to the left with the restrooms located behind it.
We noticed two empty bar stools. Quickly we walk over and sat down. The bartender asked us if we were in the right place and Geri said she was meeting someone. He smiled and asked us what we wanted to drink. So we ordered 2 Margarita’s. As we sipped the drinks, we turned around to see if she could find her friend.
Looking around, I noticed some sleazy guys were staring at us. I thought about teasing them, so I smiled and they smiled back. I even crossed my legs, which hiked up my skirt. There was a big black guy in a maroon polo shirt that I’m guessing was the bouncer. He looked right at me with a serious nasty expression. I felt very uneasy by his glare.
After Geri scanned the room, she turned to me and said, “Kat I don’t see him. He said he would meet me at 9 and it’s already past that. What should we do?”
I sipped my drink, as we discussed leaving if he doesn’t show. I was becoming nervous, because the tattooed Latino guys weren’t exactly my type. I figured to quickly drink and go back to the Newport where I could meet some nice hunk to have sex with. Having sex, was my goal this night. I couldn’t imagine having sex with any of these Mexicans. So I drank my Margarita faster than Geri. After Geri finally finished her drink, we decided to go. Suddenly, her friend walked in with another Hispanic guy. To my dismay, he saw Geri and went straight to her. When she saw him, she jumped off her stool and gave him a big hug.
He was leering at her while saying, “Wow! I didn’t really expect to see you here, but am very happy you came. You look fabulous. I love your outfit; very sexy.” Then turning to me he asked, “Who’s your beautiful friend?”
She introduced me to Juan and his friend Javier. Juan was a nice looking fair skinned Latino wearing a nice shirt and pants. His friend Javier was scruffy looking in jeans a black t-shirt with a white cartoon of a guy and girl. He was definitely not my type. Both were around 6 feet tall. Juan had nice muscles, while Javier was skinny. I wasn’t happy and wanted to go, but Geri was infatuated by Juan. So we made small talk as we were searching for a table. When we went toward the back, two guys in a booth yelled, “Juan, Javier, join us!” I saw these guys checking us out earlier.
Walking back to these 2 Hispanic scary looking guys wearing white tank tops with shaved heads and tattoos on their arms and necks, made me very uneasy. So the 6 of us tightly squeezed into this booth made for 4. We were introduced to the other guys as Angel and Tito. I sat snugly with my thighs touch up against the two men, Tito and Javier. Geri was squeezed next to Juan and Angel. As we chatted getting to know one another, I caught the guys starring down at my legs. When I tried to pull my dress down, Tito grabbed my hand and stopped me.
Turning toward me, he kissed my hand and in a heavy Spanish accent whispered, “Now Kat, you are a very attractive puta. Don’t be so shy. You have such beautiful legs. No need to cover them up. I don’t bite!”
Knowing that the Mexican word puta means slut, I immediately became uncomfortable. But instead of sneering, I decided to tease him knowing that nothing would come from it. I crossed my legs and allowed my dress to be higher up my thighs. His eyes were full of lust looking down them. Javier put his hand on my stocking covered knee.
Smiling, I quickly took it and held it. Javier smirked, “Pretty puta, you know we’ll eventually going to get to touch.”
Knowing I was just flirting I giggled, “Maybe, but you’ll have to be real good gentlemen for that to happen. Just become patient.”
He was about to respond, when waitress brought over shots of tequila. Javier was being nice and showed me how to drink them with limes. We each had one and it was hot going down my throat. It had a bitter flavor that stayed in my mouth. But after my second shot, it began to taste great. After the third shot, I felt a little tipsy and silly. I think that was about the time my slutty side started to fully emerge. I didn’t care how short my dress was or what I was showing the guys. I was becoming very agreeable with Javier and Tito taking liberties by fondling my legs. I even uncrossed them and slightly spread them apart. As they began to grope farther up my thighs, is when I wanted to dance.
Tito was more than happy to get me on the dance floor to continue fondling me. I watched the other girls dance the Salsa and I tried it with Tito. I was standing with my back to him with my hands in the air and swaying to the music, as I rubbed my ass against the bulge brewing in his pants. As I did, he had his hands around my waist pulling me tightly against his bulge. Then he pulled up my dress to expose my thong. I didn’t care. I was having so much fun teasing him and anyone else who was watching. I figured after I finished dancing, I would go to the restroom and sneak out. There was no way I was going let these disgusting guys have sex with me.
After many songs of me rubbing up against Tito, Javier cut in. So my wild side just exploded with him and I danced a few more songs with Javier. Afterwards, he took my hand we went back to sit down, only Geri and Juan weren’t there. I thought they were dancing, so I wasn’t worried, but it thwarted my plan to leave. I couldn’t leave my friend here with these guys.
Tito had another two shots of tequila waiting for me and I guzzled the now yummy tasting drink down. As I sat between Tito and Javier, they continued fondling my legs while gently spreading them apart. Angel was sitting alone watching the groping. When I looked at his lusty stare, I just smiled at him. As their groping was making me very amorous, I sighed in the pleasure they were creating. Tito turned to kiss me and as he did, his hand roamed up my inner thigh toward my pussy. When we broke, Javier turned me to him and I passionately kissed him with my tongue interacting with his. As they pulled my legs wider apart, I was quickly becoming responsive.
Tito was now rubbing my pussy over my panty, making me softly moan in pleasure. As he pushed a finger under my thong to rub my vagina, he murmured, “You like that Kat, don’t you? So why don’t you come back to our house and we can give you a lot more enjoyment?”
Boy was I really wasted. The desire for sex was overpowering, but I had to resist. My little voice was telling me to get out of there! But instead I giggled, “I can’t. I have to drive Geri home.” I figured that would suffice in stopping them. Then I could find her and sneak out.
He was now fingering inside my pussy and I was moving my hips in delight. It felt really satisfying. That’s’ when Angel bellowed a loud laugh, “Puta, your friend already left with Juan a long time ago. I don’t think you’ll be driving her home any time soon. Just come back to our house. We’ll take very good care of you there.”
‘Oh my god, she left me here with these sordid gang banger types,’ is what I screamed to myself.
Suddenly for some reason I had to pee real badly! So I uttered, “Okay let me think about it. But I really have to pee and I’ll tell you when I return.” I wasn’t lying either, but I also was not going back to that booth.
Tito got up to let me out and I began staggering to the area behind the bar. Too many shots of tequila were finally taking its toll. I had a hard time staggering. I guess Tito noticed that I wasn’t walking very well or he was worried that I wouldn’t return. Maybe he could read my mind, because I did think of leaving. He startled me, when I felt his hand grabbing my arm and then my waist to hold me up. As he helped me to the Ladies room, there was a long line waiting. So Tito suggested we go to the men’s room instead. He looked in and said there was no one there. I giggled thanking him because I couldn’t wait.
We walked in and before he let me go, he turned me around and kissed me again while saying, “Kat, you are such a hot little puta and you made us all very horny. I know you’ll enjoy coming back to our house. I’m sure Geri is having the time of her life already. Juan has been looking forward to fucking her all week.”
In my state I didn’t really get what he said. But I kissed him back and giggled, “But I really have to pee.” He let me go and I went into the handicap stall at the end of the room.
The stall had no door, so he watched me pull down my thong to my ankles and relieve myself. I was giggling, as I looked up at him watching me. Besides my ex, I’ve never had a guy watch me pee before. I could see a tent in his pants building. He smiled at me and told me how gorgeous my pussy looked.
When I finished and wiped, I began pulling up my panty. He stopped me with his hand and said, “Oh why don’t you just take them off and spread your lovely legs apart. I want to see that hot little cunt of yours!”
Laughing, I raised my legs so he could pull them off me. He then took my knees, helped me spread my legs apart over the sides of the toilet seat, and pull up my dress to my waist.
Looking at my pussy he commented, “Oh I see you shave, which means you like a lot of attention in your concha (cunt). So how about getting to know más joven?” I’m guessing he meant his cock!
By this time my wild slutty side was in full control and all of my resistance completely disappeared. I no longer thought about leaving and it wasn’t flirting any more. I instantly knew this bad boy disgusting man was going to fuck me right there in the men’s bathroom and strangely I wanted him to.
He quickly unzipped his pants and moved closer to me. As his cock popped out, he told me to touch it and get him nice and hard. I took his cock and rubbed his shaft and flicked my tongue over his tip. It instantly stood erect. While I was doing this, he moved the material off my breast and began roughly playing with the nipples. When I went down on his small cock (I’m guessing 5” or less), he groaned in delight.
Then he said with his Spanish accent, “I knew you were a hot little folla puta (meaning fucking slut) by the way you Salsa. I’m going to enjoy fucking you.”
He pulled me off the toilet, helped me off with my dress, and hung it over the side rail in the stall. Then he admired my semi-nude body for a moment. I still had on my stockings and shoes. He sat down on the toilet and had me facing out. As he pulled me down on top of him, I guided his small cock into my very wet wanting opening. Slowly it eased into my tight hole and felt fantastic. Soon he was all the way in and I was grinding on top of him. He had his hands around my boobs yanking on my nipples, as I bounced in pure pleasure. Tito was pumping up in me, trying to get as deep as possible. The feeling of finally having sex again after three week abstinence, was making me very orgasmic and ready to cum. As I bounced and bounced, I began to shake with a huge climax even with such a small cock in me. It felt amazing, but I didn’t want it to stop and I know Tito didn’t either. I had my eyes closed and was loudly moaning that I didn’t hear anyone else come in.
Suddenly, I heard Javier say, “Oh this is where you two went too. You dog Tito! I thought we were going to take her back to the house so we all could fuck her!”
Tito pumped up in me and answered, “Bros’ she wanted it now.”
I opened my eyes and saw Javier with Angel staring at me with huge lusty smirks. So I took my hands off Tito’s knees, sat straight up and put my hands in my hair, as I ground on Tito’s tiny cock. I kept moaning how good it felt, while looking into those guys’ eyes. I could tell they were going to have turn with me too by the look on their faces. Suddenly my mind went back to Vegas and how those guys watched me having sex. It was the same expressions. 'Oh my god; is it going to happen again?' Were thoughts running through my brain!
As hard as Tito was pumping in me, he finally began to grunt and I felt his warm cum spewing inside. I just sat tightly down on his cock and allowed him to blow squirt after squirt of semen into my hot body. I get such a thrill, when a guy blasts a load of cum in me. After he finished, he pushed me off and I began dripping his cum in a puddle in front of the toilet.
Then he said, “Sorry bros, I couldn’t help myself. She was so hot and I had to fuck her while she was agreeable. I bet her hot little concha isn’t done yet. Isn’t that right Kathryn? You’ll do my bros too?”
Tito stood up, pulled up his pants and walked out of the stall. Javier followed him to argue. As I was now sitting on the toilet dripping the last of Tito’s huge load out of me, Angel was watching.
“It’s now my turn fuck you and I don’t care if you enjoy it,” he barked. “You have a perfect body for fucking and pleasing me.”
The place was now spinning with me being drunk and out of control. It now felt desirable having a cock throbbing inside me. The thoughts of Vegas gang bang ran through my head and I sensually answered, “If you want too!”
He began unzipping his pants as Tito before him. I was now sucking on his cock, as he played with my nipples. His much larger cock was now becoming nice and hard. When he was ready, I stood up expecting the same position, but instead he had me turn facing the wall. Putting my hands on the wall, I bent forward so my ass was right in front of Angel’s throbbing cock. I reached back and guided him into my pulsating pud of wetness. When he pushed into me, he was wearing a condom. It felt arousing as he drove deeper into me. He was bigger than Tito and felt wonderful as he plowed in and out of me. Even though he stimulated my inner sanctum, I prefer a bare piece of throbbing manhood when having sex.
I guess my loud moaning made Javier come over to look and he blurted, “Oh I see! So we decided to fuck her here. Now I get sloppy thirds.”
Angel was loudly groaning by then and answered, “I’m wearing protection, so stop complaining.”
All I could hear were whispers in the back ground, because my loud moans of bliss. Angel sure was enjoying his plunder of my pussy, as much as I was enjoying being plundered. It felt so good being a puta, because that was what Angel kept calling me. Anyway, Angel gave me two nice orgasms until he began to groan and grunt. Instead of cumming in his condom, he pulled it off, had me turn and open my mouth. I only slightly opened it, as he blasted his goo on my face with some making it in my mouth. Some of his huge load dripped down my chin onto my breast. I giggled and said his sperm was tasty.
When I went to stand up, I was immediately pushed back against the wall with Javier pushing his bare cock into me with one forceful hard thrust. “OK it’s finally my turn to fuck you and I’m going to make you scream like cum swallowing puta that you are,” he bellowed.
He sounded angry and I felt something being marked on my ass cheeks. Both sides of my ass were scribbled. Again I didn’t care. I quickly forgot about it as I was loudly moaning in elation. He held my hips while ramming his hard throbbing tool in me. It felt so satisfying to finally having a bigger cock ravishing me and he knew exactly how to use it. I was now in uncontrollable sexual euphoria, enjoying the frenzy that I didn’t again notice anything outside of the stall. My mind was focused on having wonderful orgasms and nothing else mattered. I had 2 more amazing climaxes and was in total ecstasy. I did hear others talking in Spanish and laughing, but thought it was just Tito and Angel.
Javier satisfied me for a very long time, until I felt him beginning squirting his goo in me. When he did, the first blast was so hard and felt exhilarating, it put me in complete ecstasy. I think he had at least a dozen squirts in me and lots of cum dripping, when he pulled out. As I turned around and to my surprise, there were more guys watching. They had their hands in their pants rubbing themselves hard.
‘Oh no, not Vegas again,’ was what I was thinking.
I immediately grabbed for my dress and attempted to leave, but was stopped by Tito. He nastily said, “So my bros’ aren’t good enough for you to fuck too. You came to our bar advertising your assets, getting us all horny with your teasing and now only want to fuck just a few of us. We are all going to have a turn dumping our seed in you puta, just like your ass says. We wrote it on your ass so everyone will know what a fucking whore you are.”
I didn’t know what to say? I was so worried about being gang banged again, that the writing on my ass didn’t even register until much later. The thoughts of Vegas became entrenched my conscious. I didn’t know what to do. I guess if I was going to be gang banged again, I should just enjoy it like I did in Vegas.
By this time the room was spiraling and I giggled, “Okay, but be nice.”
I saw a devious smile engulfed Tito’s and he turned to the others and said something in Spanish. Tito dragged me out of the stall and had me kneel on the dirty floor. The group of guys surrounded me as I began reaching for their cocks that was still in their pants. I guess I was going to be sucking on them first.
When two guys finally had their cocks out, I began rubbing their shafts. As I tasted the first two, Tito blurted, “That’s it puta get them all hard. After you let everyone have a turn, you won’t be going to your home, but ours. You are very attractive puta with a great follable (fuckable) body. Such a hot little puta shouldn’t be wasted on just one night. You’ll be with us for a few days.” He gave out such an evil laugh.
But suddenly the big black bouncer I saw earlier came in and shouted, “What the hell! What’s going on in here Tito? All of you get out! You’ve done enough damage to her already.”
Tito nastily answered, “Mo, she just a rich white horny puta. She’s already loved fucking some of us. Just look at her. Does she look unhappy or forced? And she agreed to have the rest of my bros fuck her too. I don’t know what your problem is, when she’s such an easy willing whore?”
There I was kneeling naked with Javier’s cum dripping down my stockings. I had my hands holding two cocks, but immediately let them go and covered my boobs. I wasn’t sure if I was disappointed not to be gang banged or just relieved that it is over. But actually there was no way I wanted to get gang banged by these discourteous Mexicans. But then suddenly I began to feel sick to my stomach.
Mo turned to me and asked if I was a willing participant with them. I sheepish said, “I made a huge mistake. I let Tito have sex with me. I didn’t know what was happening and others came in and took me too. I guess I drank too much.”
Then he turned to Tito and bellowed, “I saw you giving her shots to get her drunk enough so you could fuck her. It’s not the first time you’ve done this Tito, but it will be the last time you do that here. So leave and take your gang with you. You’re not welcome at my bar anymore.”
Tito barked back, “Come on Mo, you know you can just walk away. You can even have the next piece of her nice fucking ass. We already tagged her with writing on it. She’s so hot for fucking and probably won’t remember anything as sloshed as she is. So what do you say? The rich bitch deserves what she gets. You know that. If you want, we’ll just take her with us as we leave.”
At that time I stopped paying attention to their conversation because a lot of it was now in Spanish. The place was spinning so fast and I felt really sick. I began crawling back to the toilet. When I reached it, I threw up and vomited for a little while. When finished, I flushed the toilet. I went to stand up, but was pushed back down.
“Not so fast lovely puta,” a guy whispered.
Then I felt him pushing his cock into me, while I knelt over the toilet. I was now having sex again and it felt great. As he speedily pumped me, I heard Tito say, “Look Mo! She’s already fucking again. I told you she wanted it. Just walk away and let us continue our fun. When Hector’s done, we’ll get her out of your hair.”
Suddenly Mo walked over and pulled the guy off me, just as I was about to climax. I didn’t want it to stop, but after a few minutes glad it did. Then Mo put his arm around me, helped me up, and on with my dress. As we walked out of the bathroom, Tito was yelling stuff in Spanish. I looked at the girls waiting for the women bath. They gave me nasty looks with a couple of girls yelling obscenities. As we walked or should I say I staggered, he asked if I could drive and I slurred that I was too drunk. He helped me up the back stairs to a room. He told me no one would bother me up here and to sleep it off. I curled up on a couch and he put a blanket over me. He gave me a bucket and told me to use it, if I got sick again. Then he left and I instantly fell asleep.
The next morning, Mo was sitting next to me trying to wake me up. When I opened my eyes and saw him, I panicked and asked where I was. Mo told me it was alright. He explained that I got drunk and was with the wrong guys. They were going to gang banged me with a dozen or so guys, but he stopped it. Then he handed me a cup of coffee. As I was sipping it, I began to remember the night and having sex with a few guys. When I got my sense back, I asked him where the rest room was.
He escorted me down to the empty bar and to the Ladies room. I looked at myself in the mirror and saw those Spanish words on my ass. Mo came in to see how I was and I pulled up my dress to show him. He chuckled as he said, “Well it’s in Spanish. It basically translates ‘Cum Swallowing Whore Fucks for Free’. It’s in all caps written with a dark black marker and is across your ass in two lines from here to here.” He tapped my ass as he talked.
I asked him how to wash it off. He chuckled and answered, “Well I have some stuff that will help, but usually this type of marker will just wear off in time.”
We went back upstairs to his office. He took a bottle of some solvent and began dabbing it over the writing. After some time he said, “Well that’s the best I can do Kathryn. Go home and soak in a tub and then try to scrub it off. You won’t be able to get it all, but should lighten it. It will eventually wear off.”
He walked me to my car, gave me my purse and his business card. In a stern voice he said, “You seem like a nice girl who got way over her head with those guys. They are very bad dudes. If they ever bother you again, please call me. Or if you just want someone to talk to about last night, I’ll be happy to answer any questions. You should be more careful or something bad is going to happen to you. Don’t worry about the writing. It will eventually disappear. If you keep your clothes on, no one will ever see it.”
I turned and kissed him on the cheek, before getting in my car to drive home. Once I got home, I took a long soothing bath and tried to wash off those words. I had to stop because I was scrubbing my skin raw.
Out of the blue Ken called me. He knew I was going to a bar and wanted to know how it went. I vented about the evening for a long time. He scolded me for getting drunk. He said if they would have taken me back to their house, who knows what would have happened to me. He suggested an alternative way to explore my sexuality. He said I should advertise on line for sex dates and not go for unsafe sex, when I’m drunk. He gave me a few sites to check out. So I found one that was free and signed up later in the week, but that will lead to another story.
As for Geri leaving me in that situation in the first place, I texted and called her throughout the day, but never received an answer. All the calls went straight to voice mail. I thought she was avoiding me, because she was afraid I would be scolding her for abandoning me. I was already in my night shirt getting ready to sleep, when she called me around 10 pm.
“Kathryn,” she said as I could hear panic in her voice. “Please come get me. I’m at that bar in Santa Ana. Please hurry. I really need you. Please!”
“What” I answered. “After what you did, you want me to pick you up? Can’t Juan take you home?”
“Oh Kathryn don’t be angry,” she squealed. “I’ll tell you everything that happened, but you are the only one that can help now. Juan was a complete jerk. I really need your help. Please get here.” Then she hung up.
I got dressed putting on a pair of work-out tights and t-shirt. I didn’t have a bra on and rushed out the door. It took me almost 30 minutes to get to the dreaded bar. It was still open. I drove around the block looking for her. Not seeing her I parked in the almost empty lot next to it. There were three cars to the side and an old beat-up white van in back. I thought she was in the bar and got out of my Benz to check.
Just as I passed the last car, a guy that was sitting in it yelled, “Kathryn over here.”
I stopped, turn back, and saw Tito smoking a cigarette. I instantly became terrified. With a lusty grin and checking me out with his eyes, he chuckled and said, “I see you came for Geri. She said you would. You look hot even dressed casual. I love how your tits are peeking out. And you ass is nice and tight. But we still have unfinished business to attend too.”
I became panicky took out my phone and nastily said, “We have nothing unfinished Tito. I’m calling the police, if you come closer. I’m not drunk now and know what happened. Where’s Geri? Or is this just a way to get me out here.”
His expression changed and he sarcastically answered “No need for threats Kathryn. She’s being a good puta and will be finished shortly. Then you can take her home. You could have joined her and been rewarded with unbelievable skills. Those skills would make lots of money and I bet you would become proficient in no time. Geri sure has. But that fucker Mo had to interrupt the process. Maybe you’ll be more obliging the next time. You were very willing puta last night. I did enjoy fucking you. ”
As he puffed his cigarette, I heard a door open that sounded like it was coming from the van in back. I looked up and saw a girl, who looked like Geri, getting out. She was naked except shoes and someone inside the van threw out her clothes. She almost fell down putting on the very short skirt and sheer blouse. As she began walking toward me or was it Tito, the van pulled up and this fat Mexican yelled, “She’ll do just fine Tito. Friday night for sure and it will be for all night! I’ll have the dinero then.”
Once Geri got to Tito’s car, she saw me. Smiling, she rushed to give me a hug. When she did, I could smell the aroma of semen on her. My mind instantly went to question mode. What happened to her? Did she just have sex with that guy? Why is she still here?
As I was about to say something, Tito began ridiculing her. “You better do better puta. Guys have complained about your enthusiasm.” He then laughed, “Make sure you get here after work on Friday night. I’ll pick you up here not the house. Oh and bring Kathryn with you. If she doesn’t show, I’ll punish you. You know what I mean.” Then he handed her an envelope and drove off.
‘Oh my God; what’s happening,’ is what I thought.
As Geri was looking in the envelope, I looked at her. The skirt she had on looked like the black one she wore Saturday; except someone took scissors and cut the length so it barely covered her body. Her ass cheeks could be seen and her vulva was scarcely covered. Her sheer blouse had no buttons, like someone tore them off. Without a bra her nipples were nicely exposed. Then I noticed that her small breast had bars running through her nipples like someone pierced them. I could see some writing on her stomach, but being in Spanish didn’t know what it said. With her hair all tattered, she looked like a street whore. Then it hit me. As she pulled out a wad of twenties from the envelope, I realized that she had sex for money.
As I drove her home, I tried to get what happened to her and why she left me alone, but she didn’t want to talk about any of it. She did ask me if I got home okay and I said I did. I didn’t tell her about the sex at the bar and almost being gang banged. By her appearance my abuse was tame compared to what happened to her.
When I dropped her off she softly spoke. “I’m sorry Kathryn that I took you to that bar. Could you come up with me; I need to talk.”
She gingerly walked up the flight of stairs. Once inside her apartment, we went to the bathroom, she knelt down and started the water running. I could see what looked like an anal plug in her ass and letters spelling whore, cum slut, puta, and some other words in Spanish. But on the small of her back were three letters, ‘KPC’. Under those letters was the word ‘Owned’. Turning back to me she began to cry.
“Oh Kathryn,” she started. “I’m so sorry. They kept fucking me all night long and hit me if I didn’t cooperate. They told me that I’m their new whore and will be punished if I don’t come over every weekend starting on Friday night. But Kathryn they really want you and made me call you. You have to come Friday too or it will be really bad for me. Can you?”
Taking off her blouse, I saw both nipples had been pierced with gold bars in each nipple. Once she took off her skirt, ‘Fuck Here’ was written on her pussy mound in black ink. Her inner thighs and pussy were all bruised like she was well used. I began to cry with her. We held each other and then I whimpered, “We got to go to the police. You can’t go back to them. Let me call them now.”
She yelled, “You can’t Kathryn. They took video of me having sex and agreeing to let them all fuck me. I was even videoed agreeing to be farmed out. And I did get paid. If the police get involved, everyone will know what happened. I’ll be arrested for soliciting sex. Please no police.”
Before she got in the tub, I tried to yank the anal plug out. It was pushed deep in her. Once I got it out, a huge flow of white stuff that looked like semen, came gushing out like a hole in a dam. She whined about all of them fucking her ass in the morning and dumping a lot of semen in her. She had to keep the plug inside her all day.
But before I left I pleaded, “Geri we need to tell the police. You were basically kidnapped and made to do those things. There are laws against trafficking like you were. At least let me call Sid to see what we can do.” She begged me not too.
I left but when I got home, I called Sid, who is a friend of my older brother and now a Sheriff. I won’t go into anything further. I was lucky. If I would have gone to their house, the same thing would have happened to me. But what should I to do about Friday night? I just hope Sid has the answers.
After a week recouping physically and mentally from the Vegas gang bang, I decided to forget it happened and continue being a good girl. I figured being used like a sperm receptacle, was met to be a valuable lesson. It was to show me how bad being sexually active could be.
Then Ken called me on the weekend to see how I was doing. He was very concerned about my feelings and finally told me that 14 guys had their way with me with some fucking me twice. I should have been shocked, but just laughed it off. I had accepted the fact that my sexual desires made me a naughty slut that night. We then talked for hours about the event. I told him how very sore I still was and now worried that I might have caught something. He suggested going to get checked for STD, because a lot of guys didn’t use condoms. Fortunately, I already had a doctor’s appointment scheduled for Tuesday, as my annual normal female checkup. I also told him that I was regretful about being such a horny slut and allowing a bunch of strangers to fuck me. I’m really not that promiscuous and do not want to continue my quest for sexual experiences.
That’s when he said, “Kathryn, my gorgeous naïve lady, this is all part of your sexual growth and to embrace it. You should be very happy about the event because you had so much fun. That was just your first step to enjoy your new sexuality. Watching you in action, I know you found your true calling. Stop worrying about the consequences of Vegas and welcome a new persona. Quitting should not be an option. You need to continue expressing yourself through your womanly wilds and use your God giving beauty to attract men. Your youth won’t last forever. I hate to see this opportunity pass such an attractive Lady by. Sex is a good thing not something evil. Acknowledge your cravings as normal behavior. Please don’t quit, when you’re just finding yourself.”
I was a little dumbfounded by his comments and answered, “But Ken, I’m still having second thoughts about continuing. What if my work or my family finds out about my actions? What if all those photos get put up on the internet? I’m so worried that someone will see how naughty I’ve been or will be. I shouldn’t continue……”
Before I could finish he interrupted me and quickly replied, “Now Kathryn! Stop worry about what could happen, but get out there and have some more fun. If you quit now, you’ll regret it. I know you not only want the loving but need it. Do yourself a favor and enjoy all that an active sexual life will give you.”
Laughing he continued with some Western analogy. “What you need is to get right back up on the saddle. Go to a bar, pick up some guys, and ride them to ecstasy. Dress sexy, flirt and have fun teasing while making guys horny. With your looks you have the power to enjoy all the sex you want. Stop complaining about things that will never happen.”
I knew he was right and as we continued discussing sex and my attributes, I became very amorous. Being brought up in a very strict religious family, has distorted my view about sex. I was being my usual overly cautious conservative self. I just had all of those nice guys giving me multiple orgasms and now I was becoming a prude again. I decided to take his advice and stop worrying. I told him I would continue looking for love, after I get my test results back.
He laughed and told me to keep him informed of all of my conquest and text him weekly. I answered, “Ken you will definitely be a part of my tutelage and I am counting on you for continual guidance. You are a great friend. When can I see you again? I want you.”
“Well I can drive down in a month. Okay Kathryn? Then you can tell me all about your dates with every little detail. You can call or text me anytime. I just love everything about you my horny Lady. I want you too.” He chuckled and hung up.
Afterward, I realized how naïve concerning sex I really am. Going to a bar to pick up guys, has never been my forte. I’ve always been scared of meeting a bad person who would rape me, so I rarely went. Because of Ken I had to conquer my fears. But I was still apprehensive about going alone.
Tuesday morning I had my checkup. My doctor saw that my vulva was bruised and tender, but said my pain was from having a vaginal infection. So he gave me a prescription for antibiotics and a vagina cream. He said I had to abstain from sex for a few weeks and use the cream inside my vagina. Also, when the STD test came back, it was completely negative. At least that was good news. But now I had to put off my sexual quest for a while.
So I texted Ken and told him I had to wait a few weeks before I could become sexually activity again. He was concerned for me and when I got home from work, there were a dozen pink roses waiting for me. The card simply said, “To the loveliest, most attractive, sexiest woman I know. Stay positive and horny. Get well soon because there are a lot of fun adventures waiting for you. Love always Ken!”
I immediately texted and told him what a nice surprise the flowers were. He replied that I was a special woman and the flowers he hoped would brighten my day. They did make me happy, having a nice guy telling me everything is going to be okay and loving me.
The next day, he sent me photos from my gang bang to remind me of how much fun I had. At first I was horrified by the photos. As I looked at them, I remembered how I felt making all of those guys spew their sperm all over and in me. The last photo of me kneeling with semen covering me, made me horny. I started to touch myself remembering all of the fantastic orgasms I experienced. I guess in three weeks I would find out how slutty I am or will become.
The weeks went by fast, as work was a nice distraction from my daily sexual desires. Ken kept in touch and I would become horny reading his naughty texts. I seemed to be craving what I couldn’t have. I even started looking at guys as sex objects, wondering if he had big cocks. I read that the fingers show the size of a guy’s penis. I have never really found out if that is true.
After my little infection finally healed, I was very happy and felt like celebrating. So when my friend Geri called and asked if I wanted to go out to a bar on Saturday night, I exuberantly said yes. I immediately texted Ken and he told me to let myself go and have fun. He wrote 'LOL' when he told me not to restrain my desires. I said I wouldn’t.
So I picked Geri up at her apartment and we drove to a bar on Main Street in Santa Ana. When we got there around 9 pm, it was somewhat crowded. Since it was in the Hispanic part of town with a bad reputation, I asked if she thought we would be safe. She laughed and told me that the cute delivery guy was meeting us at this bar. So we had nothing to worry about. Well I was somewhat relieved that we had dates, but was still a little uneasy from where we were and wearing such reveling outfits.
I had on my new short white haltered top dress with big black designs, no bra, black stockings and a tight black thong. Not dressing like this normally, I was uncomfortable about wearing it. I have a 5’4” slim figure, red hair, blue eyes, and long legs for my petite size. After I took a selfie, I sent it to Ken. His comment back of ‘Wow’ made me feel energized. I now felt very eager to get going.
Geri, a tall slim blonde with small breast but had legs to die for, dressed a little more conservative. She was in black skirt not too short and sheer pink blouse with a black bra on under it. Her small breasts were completely hidden. We also both had on stilettos. Mine wasn’t as high as Geri’s because I was afraid I couldn’t walk in them.
As we were going inside this bar/dance club and being a Saturday night, there was a $10 cover fee for guys. Girls were free. Once inside, we looked around the dimly lit club and noticed that the girls were dressed as slutty or sluttier. Seedy looking tattooed guys seemed to stand around watching the girls dancing, although there still were nice looking guys dancing with girls. There were booths around the walls and tables near the dance floor. It had a bar off to the left with the restrooms located behind it.
We noticed two empty bar stools. Quickly we walk over and sat down. The bartender asked us if we were in the right place and Geri said she was meeting someone. He smiled and asked us what we wanted to drink. So we ordered 2 Margarita’s. As we sipped the drinks, we turned around to see if she could find her friend.
Looking around, I noticed some sleazy guys were staring at us. I thought about teasing them, so I smiled and they smiled back. I even crossed my legs, which hiked up my skirt. There was a big black guy in a maroon polo shirt that I’m guessing was the bouncer. He looked right at me with a serious nasty expression. I felt very uneasy by his glare.
After Geri scanned the room, she turned to me and said, “Kat I don’t see him. He said he would meet me at 9 and it’s already past that. What should we do?”
I sipped my drink, as we discussed leaving if he doesn’t show. I was becoming nervous, because the tattooed Latino guys weren’t exactly my type. I figured to quickly drink and go back to the Newport where I could meet some nice hunk to have sex with. Having sex, was my goal this night. I couldn’t imagine having sex with any of these Mexicans. So I drank my Margarita faster than Geri. After Geri finally finished her drink, we decided to go. Suddenly, her friend walked in with another Hispanic guy. To my dismay, he saw Geri and went straight to her. When she saw him, she jumped off her stool and gave him a big hug.
He was leering at her while saying, “Wow! I didn’t really expect to see you here, but am very happy you came. You look fabulous. I love your outfit; very sexy.” Then turning to me he asked, “Who’s your beautiful friend?”
She introduced me to Juan and his friend Javier. Juan was a nice looking fair skinned Latino wearing a nice shirt and pants. His friend Javier was scruffy looking in jeans a black t-shirt with a white cartoon of a guy and girl. He was definitely not my type. Both were around 6 feet tall. Juan had nice muscles, while Javier was skinny. I wasn’t happy and wanted to go, but Geri was infatuated by Juan. So we made small talk as we were searching for a table. When we went toward the back, two guys in a booth yelled, “Juan, Javier, join us!” I saw these guys checking us out earlier.
Walking back to these 2 Hispanic scary looking guys wearing white tank tops with shaved heads and tattoos on their arms and necks, made me very uneasy. So the 6 of us tightly squeezed into this booth made for 4. We were introduced to the other guys as Angel and Tito. I sat snugly with my thighs touch up against the two men, Tito and Javier. Geri was squeezed next to Juan and Angel. As we chatted getting to know one another, I caught the guys starring down at my legs. When I tried to pull my dress down, Tito grabbed my hand and stopped me.
Turning toward me, he kissed my hand and in a heavy Spanish accent whispered, “Now Kat, you are a very attractive puta. Don’t be so shy. You have such beautiful legs. No need to cover them up. I don’t bite!”
Knowing that the Mexican word puta means slut, I immediately became uncomfortable. But instead of sneering, I decided to tease him knowing that nothing would come from it. I crossed my legs and allowed my dress to be higher up my thighs. His eyes were full of lust looking down them. Javier put his hand on my stocking covered knee.
Smiling, I quickly took it and held it. Javier smirked, “Pretty puta, you know we’ll eventually going to get to touch.”
Knowing I was just flirting I giggled, “Maybe, but you’ll have to be real good gentlemen for that to happen. Just become patient.”
He was about to respond, when waitress brought over shots of tequila. Javier was being nice and showed me how to drink them with limes. We each had one and it was hot going down my throat. It had a bitter flavor that stayed in my mouth. But after my second shot, it began to taste great. After the third shot, I felt a little tipsy and silly. I think that was about the time my slutty side started to fully emerge. I didn’t care how short my dress was or what I was showing the guys. I was becoming very agreeable with Javier and Tito taking liberties by fondling my legs. I even uncrossed them and slightly spread them apart. As they began to grope farther up my thighs, is when I wanted to dance.
Tito was more than happy to get me on the dance floor to continue fondling me. I watched the other girls dance the Salsa and I tried it with Tito. I was standing with my back to him with my hands in the air and swaying to the music, as I rubbed my ass against the bulge brewing in his pants. As I did, he had his hands around my waist pulling me tightly against his bulge. Then he pulled up my dress to expose my thong. I didn’t care. I was having so much fun teasing him and anyone else who was watching. I figured after I finished dancing, I would go to the restroom and sneak out. There was no way I was going let these disgusting guys have sex with me.
After many songs of me rubbing up against Tito, Javier cut in. So my wild side just exploded with him and I danced a few more songs with Javier. Afterwards, he took my hand we went back to sit down, only Geri and Juan weren’t there. I thought they were dancing, so I wasn’t worried, but it thwarted my plan to leave. I couldn’t leave my friend here with these guys.
Tito had another two shots of tequila waiting for me and I guzzled the now yummy tasting drink down. As I sat between Tito and Javier, they continued fondling my legs while gently spreading them apart. Angel was sitting alone watching the groping. When I looked at his lusty stare, I just smiled at him. As their groping was making me very amorous, I sighed in the pleasure they were creating. Tito turned to kiss me and as he did, his hand roamed up my inner thigh toward my pussy. When we broke, Javier turned me to him and I passionately kissed him with my tongue interacting with his. As they pulled my legs wider apart, I was quickly becoming responsive.
Tito was now rubbing my pussy over my panty, making me softly moan in pleasure. As he pushed a finger under my thong to rub my vagina, he murmured, “You like that Kat, don’t you? So why don’t you come back to our house and we can give you a lot more enjoyment?”
Boy was I really wasted. The desire for sex was overpowering, but I had to resist. My little voice was telling me to get out of there! But instead I giggled, “I can’t. I have to drive Geri home.” I figured that would suffice in stopping them. Then I could find her and sneak out.
He was now fingering inside my pussy and I was moving my hips in delight. It felt really satisfying. That’s’ when Angel bellowed a loud laugh, “Puta, your friend already left with Juan a long time ago. I don’t think you’ll be driving her home any time soon. Just come back to our house. We’ll take very good care of you there.”
‘Oh my god, she left me here with these sordid gang banger types,’ is what I screamed to myself.
Suddenly for some reason I had to pee real badly! So I uttered, “Okay let me think about it. But I really have to pee and I’ll tell you when I return.” I wasn’t lying either, but I also was not going back to that booth.
Tito got up to let me out and I began staggering to the area behind the bar. Too many shots of tequila were finally taking its toll. I had a hard time staggering. I guess Tito noticed that I wasn’t walking very well or he was worried that I wouldn’t return. Maybe he could read my mind, because I did think of leaving. He startled me, when I felt his hand grabbing my arm and then my waist to hold me up. As he helped me to the Ladies room, there was a long line waiting. So Tito suggested we go to the men’s room instead. He looked in and said there was no one there. I giggled thanking him because I couldn’t wait.
We walked in and before he let me go, he turned me around and kissed me again while saying, “Kat, you are such a hot little puta and you made us all very horny. I know you’ll enjoy coming back to our house. I’m sure Geri is having the time of her life already. Juan has been looking forward to fucking her all week.”
In my state I didn’t really get what he said. But I kissed him back and giggled, “But I really have to pee.” He let me go and I went into the handicap stall at the end of the room.
The stall had no door, so he watched me pull down my thong to my ankles and relieve myself. I was giggling, as I looked up at him watching me. Besides my ex, I’ve never had a guy watch me pee before. I could see a tent in his pants building. He smiled at me and told me how gorgeous my pussy looked.
When I finished and wiped, I began pulling up my panty. He stopped me with his hand and said, “Oh why don’t you just take them off and spread your lovely legs apart. I want to see that hot little cunt of yours!”
Laughing, I raised my legs so he could pull them off me. He then took my knees, helped me spread my legs apart over the sides of the toilet seat, and pull up my dress to my waist.
Looking at my pussy he commented, “Oh I see you shave, which means you like a lot of attention in your concha (cunt). So how about getting to know más joven?” I’m guessing he meant his cock!
By this time my wild slutty side was in full control and all of my resistance completely disappeared. I no longer thought about leaving and it wasn’t flirting any more. I instantly knew this bad boy disgusting man was going to fuck me right there in the men’s bathroom and strangely I wanted him to.
He quickly unzipped his pants and moved closer to me. As his cock popped out, he told me to touch it and get him nice and hard. I took his cock and rubbed his shaft and flicked my tongue over his tip. It instantly stood erect. While I was doing this, he moved the material off my breast and began roughly playing with the nipples. When I went down on his small cock (I’m guessing 5” or less), he groaned in delight.
Then he said with his Spanish accent, “I knew you were a hot little folla puta (meaning fucking slut) by the way you Salsa. I’m going to enjoy fucking you.”
He pulled me off the toilet, helped me off with my dress, and hung it over the side rail in the stall. Then he admired my semi-nude body for a moment. I still had on my stockings and shoes. He sat down on the toilet and had me facing out. As he pulled me down on top of him, I guided his small cock into my very wet wanting opening. Slowly it eased into my tight hole and felt fantastic. Soon he was all the way in and I was grinding on top of him. He had his hands around my boobs yanking on my nipples, as I bounced in pure pleasure. Tito was pumping up in me, trying to get as deep as possible. The feeling of finally having sex again after three week abstinence, was making me very orgasmic and ready to cum. As I bounced and bounced, I began to shake with a huge climax even with such a small cock in me. It felt amazing, but I didn’t want it to stop and I know Tito didn’t either. I had my eyes closed and was loudly moaning that I didn’t hear anyone else come in.
Suddenly, I heard Javier say, “Oh this is where you two went too. You dog Tito! I thought we were going to take her back to the house so we all could fuck her!”
Tito pumped up in me and answered, “Bros’ she wanted it now.”
I opened my eyes and saw Javier with Angel staring at me with huge lusty smirks. So I took my hands off Tito’s knees, sat straight up and put my hands in my hair, as I ground on Tito’s tiny cock. I kept moaning how good it felt, while looking into those guys’ eyes. I could tell they were going to have turn with me too by the look on their faces. Suddenly my mind went back to Vegas and how those guys watched me having sex. It was the same expressions. 'Oh my god; is it going to happen again?' Were thoughts running through my brain!
As hard as Tito was pumping in me, he finally began to grunt and I felt his warm cum spewing inside. I just sat tightly down on his cock and allowed him to blow squirt after squirt of semen into my hot body. I get such a thrill, when a guy blasts a load of cum in me. After he finished, he pushed me off and I began dripping his cum in a puddle in front of the toilet.
Then he said, “Sorry bros, I couldn’t help myself. She was so hot and I had to fuck her while she was agreeable. I bet her hot little concha isn’t done yet. Isn’t that right Kathryn? You’ll do my bros too?”
Tito stood up, pulled up his pants and walked out of the stall. Javier followed him to argue. As I was now sitting on the toilet dripping the last of Tito’s huge load out of me, Angel was watching.
“It’s now my turn fuck you and I don’t care if you enjoy it,” he barked. “You have a perfect body for fucking and pleasing me.”
The place was now spinning with me being drunk and out of control. It now felt desirable having a cock throbbing inside me. The thoughts of Vegas gang bang ran through my head and I sensually answered, “If you want too!”
He began unzipping his pants as Tito before him. I was now sucking on his cock, as he played with my nipples. His much larger cock was now becoming nice and hard. When he was ready, I stood up expecting the same position, but instead he had me turn facing the wall. Putting my hands on the wall, I bent forward so my ass was right in front of Angel’s throbbing cock. I reached back and guided him into my pulsating pud of wetness. When he pushed into me, he was wearing a condom. It felt arousing as he drove deeper into me. He was bigger than Tito and felt wonderful as he plowed in and out of me. Even though he stimulated my inner sanctum, I prefer a bare piece of throbbing manhood when having sex.
I guess my loud moaning made Javier come over to look and he blurted, “Oh I see! So we decided to fuck her here. Now I get sloppy thirds.”
Angel was loudly groaning by then and answered, “I’m wearing protection, so stop complaining.”
All I could hear were whispers in the back ground, because my loud moans of bliss. Angel sure was enjoying his plunder of my pussy, as much as I was enjoying being plundered. It felt so good being a puta, because that was what Angel kept calling me. Anyway, Angel gave me two nice orgasms until he began to groan and grunt. Instead of cumming in his condom, he pulled it off, had me turn and open my mouth. I only slightly opened it, as he blasted his goo on my face with some making it in my mouth. Some of his huge load dripped down my chin onto my breast. I giggled and said his sperm was tasty.
When I went to stand up, I was immediately pushed back against the wall with Javier pushing his bare cock into me with one forceful hard thrust. “OK it’s finally my turn to fuck you and I’m going to make you scream like cum swallowing puta that you are,” he bellowed.
He sounded angry and I felt something being marked on my ass cheeks. Both sides of my ass were scribbled. Again I didn’t care. I quickly forgot about it as I was loudly moaning in elation. He held my hips while ramming his hard throbbing tool in me. It felt so satisfying to finally having a bigger cock ravishing me and he knew exactly how to use it. I was now in uncontrollable sexual euphoria, enjoying the frenzy that I didn’t again notice anything outside of the stall. My mind was focused on having wonderful orgasms and nothing else mattered. I had 2 more amazing climaxes and was in total ecstasy. I did hear others talking in Spanish and laughing, but thought it was just Tito and Angel.
Javier satisfied me for a very long time, until I felt him beginning squirting his goo in me. When he did, the first blast was so hard and felt exhilarating, it put me in complete ecstasy. I think he had at least a dozen squirts in me and lots of cum dripping, when he pulled out. As I turned around and to my surprise, there were more guys watching. They had their hands in their pants rubbing themselves hard.
‘Oh no, not Vegas again,’ was what I was thinking.
I immediately grabbed for my dress and attempted to leave, but was stopped by Tito. He nastily said, “So my bros’ aren’t good enough for you to fuck too. You came to our bar advertising your assets, getting us all horny with your teasing and now only want to fuck just a few of us. We are all going to have a turn dumping our seed in you puta, just like your ass says. We wrote it on your ass so everyone will know what a fucking whore you are.”
I didn’t know what to say? I was so worried about being gang banged again, that the writing on my ass didn’t even register until much later. The thoughts of Vegas became entrenched my conscious. I didn’t know what to do. I guess if I was going to be gang banged again, I should just enjoy it like I did in Vegas.
By this time the room was spiraling and I giggled, “Okay, but be nice.”
I saw a devious smile engulfed Tito’s and he turned to the others and said something in Spanish. Tito dragged me out of the stall and had me kneel on the dirty floor. The group of guys surrounded me as I began reaching for their cocks that was still in their pants. I guess I was going to be sucking on them first.
When two guys finally had their cocks out, I began rubbing their shafts. As I tasted the first two, Tito blurted, “That’s it puta get them all hard. After you let everyone have a turn, you won’t be going to your home, but ours. You are very attractive puta with a great follable (fuckable) body. Such a hot little puta shouldn’t be wasted on just one night. You’ll be with us for a few days.” He gave out such an evil laugh.
But suddenly the big black bouncer I saw earlier came in and shouted, “What the hell! What’s going on in here Tito? All of you get out! You’ve done enough damage to her already.”
Tito nastily answered, “Mo, she just a rich white horny puta. She’s already loved fucking some of us. Just look at her. Does she look unhappy or forced? And she agreed to have the rest of my bros fuck her too. I don’t know what your problem is, when she’s such an easy willing whore?”
There I was kneeling naked with Javier’s cum dripping down my stockings. I had my hands holding two cocks, but immediately let them go and covered my boobs. I wasn’t sure if I was disappointed not to be gang banged or just relieved that it is over. But actually there was no way I wanted to get gang banged by these discourteous Mexicans. But then suddenly I began to feel sick to my stomach.
Mo turned to me and asked if I was a willing participant with them. I sheepish said, “I made a huge mistake. I let Tito have sex with me. I didn’t know what was happening and others came in and took me too. I guess I drank too much.”
Then he turned to Tito and bellowed, “I saw you giving her shots to get her drunk enough so you could fuck her. It’s not the first time you’ve done this Tito, but it will be the last time you do that here. So leave and take your gang with you. You’re not welcome at my bar anymore.”
Tito barked back, “Come on Mo, you know you can just walk away. You can even have the next piece of her nice fucking ass. We already tagged her with writing on it. She’s so hot for fucking and probably won’t remember anything as sloshed as she is. So what do you say? The rich bitch deserves what she gets. You know that. If you want, we’ll just take her with us as we leave.”
At that time I stopped paying attention to their conversation because a lot of it was now in Spanish. The place was spinning so fast and I felt really sick. I began crawling back to the toilet. When I reached it, I threw up and vomited for a little while. When finished, I flushed the toilet. I went to stand up, but was pushed back down.
“Not so fast lovely puta,” a guy whispered.
Then I felt him pushing his cock into me, while I knelt over the toilet. I was now having sex again and it felt great. As he speedily pumped me, I heard Tito say, “Look Mo! She’s already fucking again. I told you she wanted it. Just walk away and let us continue our fun. When Hector’s done, we’ll get her out of your hair.”
Suddenly Mo walked over and pulled the guy off me, just as I was about to climax. I didn’t want it to stop, but after a few minutes glad it did. Then Mo put his arm around me, helped me up, and on with my dress. As we walked out of the bathroom, Tito was yelling stuff in Spanish. I looked at the girls waiting for the women bath. They gave me nasty looks with a couple of girls yelling obscenities. As we walked or should I say I staggered, he asked if I could drive and I slurred that I was too drunk. He helped me up the back stairs to a room. He told me no one would bother me up here and to sleep it off. I curled up on a couch and he put a blanket over me. He gave me a bucket and told me to use it, if I got sick again. Then he left and I instantly fell asleep.
The next morning, Mo was sitting next to me trying to wake me up. When I opened my eyes and saw him, I panicked and asked where I was. Mo told me it was alright. He explained that I got drunk and was with the wrong guys. They were going to gang banged me with a dozen or so guys, but he stopped it. Then he handed me a cup of coffee. As I was sipping it, I began to remember the night and having sex with a few guys. When I got my sense back, I asked him where the rest room was.
He escorted me down to the empty bar and to the Ladies room. I looked at myself in the mirror and saw those Spanish words on my ass. Mo came in to see how I was and I pulled up my dress to show him. He chuckled as he said, “Well it’s in Spanish. It basically translates ‘Cum Swallowing Whore Fucks for Free’. It’s in all caps written with a dark black marker and is across your ass in two lines from here to here.” He tapped my ass as he talked.
I asked him how to wash it off. He chuckled and answered, “Well I have some stuff that will help, but usually this type of marker will just wear off in time.”
We went back upstairs to his office. He took a bottle of some solvent and began dabbing it over the writing. After some time he said, “Well that’s the best I can do Kathryn. Go home and soak in a tub and then try to scrub it off. You won’t be able to get it all, but should lighten it. It will eventually wear off.”
He walked me to my car, gave me my purse and his business card. In a stern voice he said, “You seem like a nice girl who got way over her head with those guys. They are very bad dudes. If they ever bother you again, please call me. Or if you just want someone to talk to about last night, I’ll be happy to answer any questions. You should be more careful or something bad is going to happen to you. Don’t worry about the writing. It will eventually disappear. If you keep your clothes on, no one will ever see it.”
I turned and kissed him on the cheek, before getting in my car to drive home. Once I got home, I took a long soothing bath and tried to wash off those words. I had to stop because I was scrubbing my skin raw.
Out of the blue Ken called me. He knew I was going to a bar and wanted to know how it went. I vented about the evening for a long time. He scolded me for getting drunk. He said if they would have taken me back to their house, who knows what would have happened to me. He suggested an alternative way to explore my sexuality. He said I should advertise on line for sex dates and not go for unsafe sex, when I’m drunk. He gave me a few sites to check out. So I found one that was free and signed up later in the week, but that will lead to another story.
As for Geri leaving me in that situation in the first place, I texted and called her throughout the day, but never received an answer. All the calls went straight to voice mail. I thought she was avoiding me, because she was afraid I would be scolding her for abandoning me. I was already in my night shirt getting ready to sleep, when she called me around 10 pm.
“Kathryn,” she said as I could hear panic in her voice. “Please come get me. I’m at that bar in Santa Ana. Please hurry. I really need you. Please!”
“What” I answered. “After what you did, you want me to pick you up? Can’t Juan take you home?”
“Oh Kathryn don’t be angry,” she squealed. “I’ll tell you everything that happened, but you are the only one that can help now. Juan was a complete jerk. I really need your help. Please get here.” Then she hung up.
I got dressed putting on a pair of work-out tights and t-shirt. I didn’t have a bra on and rushed out the door. It took me almost 30 minutes to get to the dreaded bar. It was still open. I drove around the block looking for her. Not seeing her I parked in the almost empty lot next to it. There were three cars to the side and an old beat-up white van in back. I thought she was in the bar and got out of my Benz to check.
Just as I passed the last car, a guy that was sitting in it yelled, “Kathryn over here.”
I stopped, turn back, and saw Tito smoking a cigarette. I instantly became terrified. With a lusty grin and checking me out with his eyes, he chuckled and said, “I see you came for Geri. She said you would. You look hot even dressed casual. I love how your tits are peeking out. And you ass is nice and tight. But we still have unfinished business to attend too.”
I became panicky took out my phone and nastily said, “We have nothing unfinished Tito. I’m calling the police, if you come closer. I’m not drunk now and know what happened. Where’s Geri? Or is this just a way to get me out here.”
His expression changed and he sarcastically answered “No need for threats Kathryn. She’s being a good puta and will be finished shortly. Then you can take her home. You could have joined her and been rewarded with unbelievable skills. Those skills would make lots of money and I bet you would become proficient in no time. Geri sure has. But that fucker Mo had to interrupt the process. Maybe you’ll be more obliging the next time. You were very willing puta last night. I did enjoy fucking you. ”
As he puffed his cigarette, I heard a door open that sounded like it was coming from the van in back. I looked up and saw a girl, who looked like Geri, getting out. She was naked except shoes and someone inside the van threw out her clothes. She almost fell down putting on the very short skirt and sheer blouse. As she began walking toward me or was it Tito, the van pulled up and this fat Mexican yelled, “She’ll do just fine Tito. Friday night for sure and it will be for all night! I’ll have the dinero then.”
Once Geri got to Tito’s car, she saw me. Smiling, she rushed to give me a hug. When she did, I could smell the aroma of semen on her. My mind instantly went to question mode. What happened to her? Did she just have sex with that guy? Why is she still here?
As I was about to say something, Tito began ridiculing her. “You better do better puta. Guys have complained about your enthusiasm.” He then laughed, “Make sure you get here after work on Friday night. I’ll pick you up here not the house. Oh and bring Kathryn with you. If she doesn’t show, I’ll punish you. You know what I mean.” Then he handed her an envelope and drove off.
‘Oh my God; what’s happening,’ is what I thought.
As Geri was looking in the envelope, I looked at her. The skirt she had on looked like the black one she wore Saturday; except someone took scissors and cut the length so it barely covered her body. Her ass cheeks could be seen and her vulva was scarcely covered. Her sheer blouse had no buttons, like someone tore them off. Without a bra her nipples were nicely exposed. Then I noticed that her small breast had bars running through her nipples like someone pierced them. I could see some writing on her stomach, but being in Spanish didn’t know what it said. With her hair all tattered, she looked like a street whore. Then it hit me. As she pulled out a wad of twenties from the envelope, I realized that she had sex for money.
As I drove her home, I tried to get what happened to her and why she left me alone, but she didn’t want to talk about any of it. She did ask me if I got home okay and I said I did. I didn’t tell her about the sex at the bar and almost being gang banged. By her appearance my abuse was tame compared to what happened to her.
When I dropped her off she softly spoke. “I’m sorry Kathryn that I took you to that bar. Could you come up with me; I need to talk.”
She gingerly walked up the flight of stairs. Once inside her apartment, we went to the bathroom, she knelt down and started the water running. I could see what looked like an anal plug in her ass and letters spelling whore, cum slut, puta, and some other words in Spanish. But on the small of her back were three letters, ‘KPC’. Under those letters was the word ‘Owned’. Turning back to me she began to cry.
“Oh Kathryn,” she started. “I’m so sorry. They kept fucking me all night long and hit me if I didn’t cooperate. They told me that I’m their new whore and will be punished if I don’t come over every weekend starting on Friday night. But Kathryn they really want you and made me call you. You have to come Friday too or it will be really bad for me. Can you?”
Taking off her blouse, I saw both nipples had been pierced with gold bars in each nipple. Once she took off her skirt, ‘Fuck Here’ was written on her pussy mound in black ink. Her inner thighs and pussy were all bruised like she was well used. I began to cry with her. We held each other and then I whimpered, “We got to go to the police. You can’t go back to them. Let me call them now.”
She yelled, “You can’t Kathryn. They took video of me having sex and agreeing to let them all fuck me. I was even videoed agreeing to be farmed out. And I did get paid. If the police get involved, everyone will know what happened. I’ll be arrested for soliciting sex. Please no police.”
Before she got in the tub, I tried to yank the anal plug out. It was pushed deep in her. Once I got it out, a huge flow of white stuff that looked like semen, came gushing out like a hole in a dam. She whined about all of them fucking her ass in the morning and dumping a lot of semen in her. She had to keep the plug inside her all day.
But before I left I pleaded, “Geri we need to tell the police. You were basically kidnapped and made to do those things. There are laws against trafficking like you were. At least let me call Sid to see what we can do.” She begged me not too.
I left but when I got home, I called Sid, who is a friend of my older brother and now a Sheriff. I won’t go into anything further. I was lucky. If I would have gone to their house, the same thing would have happened to me. But what should I to do about Friday night? I just hope Sid has the answers.
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