Part 20 of The Unpaid Ransom
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Part 20 of The Unpaid Ransom
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I am sure by then you will all have hardons and I expect you will want to penetrate us. I wasn't aware of what they were doing to Roberta as I lay back with my arms behind my head. One boy leant over me, one lay on my other side with the other sitting by my legs. Suddenly there were hands all over me, stroking and gently rubbing everywhere. I enjoyed this as a hot stab of wanting speared my belly. I was so wet by now I felt my juices running down between the cheeks of my arse, my nipples harden and swell and I couldn't stand it any longer. I lifted my knees and opened wide my legs I felt fingers part my lips rubbing each side until I had to raise my buttocks to try to get them inside. When they did they moved up and down and stopped at my clitoris then rubbed it until I felt it rise from its hood. This had never happened to me before and with the rubbing of the now exposed hardened bud I gave a series of high-pitched cries. As it continued I had orgasm after orgasm, clutched the sheets cried out and climaxed.
While I was still in this very aroused state I felt something larger than fingers enter me. My hips rose to meet every thrust, each time it touched against that hardened bud I could do nothing but have another orgasm. I felt him come inside me and withdraw, but when another boy entered it was as if the first hadn't left. With my arms thrashing all over the place, my hips thrusting to meet his strokes and my body running with sweat, I had forgotten all my inhibitions and acted like the whore I had become. I had a much quicker climax this time and my frantic thrusting and twisting made him come at the same time. I lay like a limp rag, still moaning and running with sweat, when it started again. The fingers inside me eased the bud from it's hood while another was exciting my other hole, I pulled my legs back to my shoulders and in this position the next shaft went further in giving a longer rub over my hard and fully erect bud. There was no life in me, my vagina could no longer squeeze him, and it was one long and continuing orgasm then a climax a pause and another climax. At last he spurted inside me and as he pulled out my legs fell forward and I lay exhausted, I had no idea how many more went in me. When they had finished with me I rested for a while, not knowing how many of them had been in me, in my passion I had lost count and glancing across at Roberta saw she also lay quiet and looked worn out. The boys were now fully dressed, sitting and talking, but when they saw I was getting up they said it is late now and would have to go. I didn't realise how sore I was and had to cry out as I swung my legs off the bed, then going to Roberta suggested we should wash ourselves so we went to the bathroom. We run a bath and sitting in it together washed off all the sticky muck between our legs. Roberta said we were not the first girls they have had; none of the others that had been inside her made her climax like each of those boys. I told her I had lost count, but all mine had given me multiple climaxes. We were a little late for breakfast and missed Pam, but she was in the surgery as we waited to be swabbed. After removing my panties I turned and bent over for my swab to be inserted the doctor told me to sit in the chair. With my legs in the stirrups all the girls could see me as he called Pam over saying this girl is very swollen, she should not have another man for several days or she will be of no use to us. Pam never answered but when Roberta was also told to sit in the chair I knew how I must have looked when I saw how swollen her labia was. This girl should also be excused, how did this happen asked the doctor. When Roberta told him that last night we had been used by at least six boys, he said to Pam, didn't you know they are still nearly virgins and not stretched enough for six in one night? Pam replied no, she thought that since we were sent as of no further use we had been used so much they were tired of us, and she would speak to the Boss. Pam saw us at lunch telling us we were excused until the doctor was happy to let us start again.
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