Roberta Slut

"Uhh, take it bitch, take that cock. I'm gonna cum in your fucking ass."

"God yes, please cum in me." I panted, so ready to take my first load of hot spunk into my deflowered ass.

The only thing I didn't like was that I wanted to kiss him, wanted to see his face as he took me, and I told him so.

"Alright... I'm a gentleman after all." He joked, letting me turn over, but then he paused. "In fact, why not go to your bed?"

We collected our clothes and moved to my room, it was an unwelcome interruption maybe, but when we began again on my bed I was glad. He put my legs on his shoulders and entered me from above, folding me over like Hayden had my mother, and kissing me as he slowly resumed the pace, building back up. I put my arms around his neck and kissed him deeply, his fingers digging into my hips. It made me feel very feminine, I imagined I was taking him in a pussy, myself a virgin bride on our wedding night, ah yes, I wanted to dress up for him in a wedding dress, to get fucked all in white.

The more reasonable part of my brain stopped me from vocalizing this since it would have weirded him out. Instead I told him, "You feel so good, Mark."

"Uhggh, you... too, Roberta..."

"You like my ass?"

"I love it, I could fuck you every day."

"Ohhh please doooouhhh."

"It's time, I gonna cum..." he told me.

"Please yes, fill me up!"

I beat him to it, the thought of a man cumming inside me was too much after all this fucking, and my ass was sending me nothing but pure bliss at this point, loving every thrust and twitch of his huge cock. My little dick started spurting, and because he had me bent in half my skirt had fallen back, so that my exposed dick shot all over my own tits and face, the hot strands feeling fabulous on my skin.

I think Mark appreciated the sight as well, because his whole body tensed at that moment and I felt him pulse inside me, warm jizz erupting into my bowels.

We both held onto each other tightly as we came down, and Mark was so sensitive he stayed in me for several minutes while he went soft, without complaint from me. When he pulled out I lay my head on his chest, such a girly motion I thought, but accepted. He put his arm around me and held me to his strong chest while I explored him with my hands.

"When does your mom get home?" He asked.

"Not for hours." I said, lowering my face down to his cock. I cleaned him with my tongue, not caring that he'd been in my ass. I lovingly covered every inch of his cock and balls in my spit. He was hard again in a few minutes.

"Lay facedown." He ordered me.

* * *

The last week of high school came with some frustration. Mark had taken my anal cherry but a dedicated team of FBI agents could be forgiven for not knowing it. He acted, completely normal, which made sense, I guess. I mean we aren't 'out,' as they say, and he had his girlfriend, Stacy. I knew they were having problems, high school was ending, they were more than likely going their separate ways. They would probably be over before long, and we'd be going to the same college so hypothetically I should have him available. My real concern was this, was he regretting it? Was he imagining all the pussy he could get in college? I didn't know where we stood because he'd turned down every offer I made to get us together in private again.

Over the last mouth I had gone from complete virgin to having sucked off two guys and been fucked by one. I had thought the floodgates were open, I'd been ready to service Mark every day, and maybe more on the side, instead I'd had nothing.

God I was horny. My mother came home last Friday night a total mess, she was so drunk she just discarded her clothes around the room, collapsing naked on top her covers. I saw through the open door, her panties were soiled badly. I stepped quietly inside and picked them up, admiring my mother's petite but sexy body as I did. I smelled the underwear to confirm what I had and rushed back to my room.

I'd found a new habit. Fresh was better but I liked this too. The smell of cum excited me, I sucked the soft, wet fabric and tasted semen from God knows how many men alongside my mother's juices. I jerked myself and got some relief, keeping the black panties in one of my drawers, a dirty secret.

I felt a bit naughty, hanging out with my mother having stolen her panties, yet our relationship was still so easygoing, I could tell her things. As we sat on the loveseat watching TV on Thursday night I confided in her that I'd gone down on Mark on the same couch we were sitting on. Her eyes lit up, "Your friend Mark? Oh honey, that's close to home. How is he reacting?"

"Well, after I made out with his cock for a bit he put me on the floor here and fucked me."

She made an exaggerated gasp, "My little girl had her cherry popped? Oh, how are you? Was it okay for you?"

"It was great... but now it seems like he doesn't want to mention it."

She put her arm around me, "Some guys... they do things when they're horny that they regret later. If he does it isn't anything about you, okay?"

I put my head on her chest and she held me, her small tit felt nice on my cheek. "I know." I said, although from my voice it didn't sound like I did.

"I know what'll cheer you up." She said.

"Can we?" I asked.

"Yeah, tomorrow."

When I bathed the next morning I made sure all hair was gone from my body, even my lower legs and forearms, which I typically left alone so other kids at school wouldn't realize I was shaving my body. As I got out and looked in the mirror though I knew I'd been wasting my time feigning masculinity. The fog distorted my image but, the long black hair, my thin frame, my ass bizarrely the only thing with fat on it, it could have been a woman on the other side of foggy glass. 'Faggot' they'd always said, even from middle school, and I'd sometimes wondered why, now I knew, now I saw it too.

"Hhhmmm, you look sexy baby." My mother said as she saw me emerge in short skirt and tube top. It was much more revealing than what I'd worn before, more in synch with what my mother wore. She helped me with my make up after dinner and we headed out. "This time," She whispered in my ear as the uber took us to the bar, "Let's tell some guys about you so you don't have to worry about your little secret."

If she meant for this to keep me from worrying it had the opposite effect. She wanted us to tell dudes in the bar that I had a dick! How would they respond? Would anyone be interested in me then? This was not a gay bar you understand, these were just average joe's drinking in a seedy bar with a dance floor. Would word start getting around town?

The bouncer didn't give me a stamp this time, he just smiled at us and welcomed me back. This was also a bit unsettling, the normal rules of the world were bent here, and they figured I was on board, that I belonged here enough to warrant it.

My mom loves dancing, whereas I had only fumblingly attempted to dance at one prom and our last visit, when Henry guided me. I looked around for Henry but didn't see him, a familiar face wouldn't have hurt.

We sat at a table, just waiting. As my mother foretold, men were soon checking us out. I saw them stare openly. "All you have to do is pick some and stare back." My mom said. "It's just that easy."

She did this and was invited to a table with two guys, "You try without me once." She challenged me.

Oh no. I thought.

It wasn't long before a drink came to my table, orange and fruity, followed by two guys. I smiled at them, extremely nervous.

"What brings you here sweet thing, you look too good for this bar." The first one said and introduced himself as Peter.

"Is that your sister? You two are so cute!" The second guy, George, said. These two are close to my age, which I can already tell is unusual for the bar.

"She's my... aunt." I just manage to correct myself, remembering that my mom had introduced me as her niece on our last visit.

Peter and George are very friendly, in fact they're extremely excited, I see my mom going up to the second floor and my heart kind of sinks, I had to fend for myself. The bar has a door in the back that leads to a second floor. The only thing there is a collection of private rooms people use to hook up.

Peter's getting real close, and I learn that these guys are attending the same college I will be next year, as juniors. We actually have some things in common, as locals we knew about a lot of the same places. I'm flattered, because they are complimenting me and treating me like a girl, but also when the question comes...

"So sexy, you wanna go upstairs?"

I hesitate, "I will, but I have to warn you..." They both look at me, I have their full attention. I'm nervous about how to say it, "I'm a, I mean I have a... my name is Robert."

George looks intrigued, actually, smiling at me, but when we both look at Peter he's furious. I shrink back, scared, but he just storms off, cursing and dragging George away. George looks back at me, and I wish Peter hadn't been around, because George is very handsome.

I see my mom has gone back to dancing, and I remember her soiled panties. I wonder how many times she repeats this cycle on a normal visit, would there be another trip upstairs?

Another man comes over, much older than me but, fuck it he brings with him another drink, and I ask him for a blue hurricane. We chat and I watch my mom laugh and joke with a group of guys, all very sporty looking, young and athletic. It isn't long before she comes over and taps my shoulder, just as I think guy #3 is about to make me reveal my secret to him, would this be a string of embarrassments?

"Hey!" She says. "Roberta, these guys asked me to bring you up with us. Do you want to?"

"Do they... know?" I asked. She nodded.

I smiled real big, hardly believing. There was a half dozen guys over there, a whole group smiling and waving at me. My stomach churned, my heart fluttered, my mother knew without me speaking.

I yelled at guy #3 as I left, "I'm a guy!" and followed mom over to her table, the guys cheered and we filed to the dark stairwell, heading upstairs. It was quieter up there, but the drum of the music could be heard and felt through the floor. The guys had a room all picked out, and one of their friends waiting for us was there already, making seven.

Jesus seven guys! My initial excitement was turning to nervousness, without the little buzz I'd gotten from the drinks I might have run out in terror. I was so used to being insulted and demeaned for being... what I am, but these guys were excited by me, and they gathered around, almost crowding me, eager to get my attention.

One guy introduced himself to me, Ben, who was close friends with a tall young man named Tom. He told me he'd been the first to ask my mom to come invite me, and there'd been no pushback from the group when mom told them I had something extra. He and Tom really wanted the first crack at me.

"Let me get you started," He said, frank in his desires, "I want to go down on you."

"Oh, okay..." I said, nervous. For the shy boy from the back of class, this was a lot. I'd serviced Mr. Fisher and Henry, and taken Mark's cock, as basically a tool for their pleasure, this was the first time anyone was going to 'service' me.

It started with kissing, and very heavy fondling. Ben was swapping spit with me eagerly, touching my sides, but two other guys were feeling me up as well, they especially liked my ass, the short skirt not impeding their exploration of my body. I was hard in my panties immediately, nervous and trembling. The guys chuckled at my reaction, but not cruelly. Ben checked on me, whispering assurances. I told him to go ahead and he laid me back, God that room must have been covered with cum stains! I imagined how many people had fucked each other on the floor, on the bed, or the chairs of that dirty room, thousands probably.

My mom is on her knees already, her mouth stuffed with one guy's cock, her hands on two others. She strokes the ones in her hands slowly, no attempt to bring them off, just to excite them, keep them happy until their turn for more intense stimulation.

The guys put me on the bed, I'm practically carried there. I'm laid diagonally on the bed, my head off the side. Ben is between my legs, kissing me through my panties. "Oh shit..." I mutter.

Tom is next to me, he's kissing my face, then my lips, two guys are just watching, this is going to be a lot I realized, these men were about to be taking turns on us. "Oh, man." I whisper as Tom stands up, pulling his cock out of his pants. I began to lick the underside of his shaft, reaching up to stroke the head as I do. I like this, his nuts are hot on my forehead and I can just close my eyes and lay back, licking around as I enjoy the sensations Ben is giving me. I hope I don't cum too soon, but I don't think I'm going to be allowed to only cum once.

The one downside of this position is I cannot see my mother. I hear her grunts, which tell me someone is inside her, but she isn't vocal... someone's in her mouth as well. That's going to be me shortly, and I shuddered in anticipation.

My panties are coming off, I feel Ben's lips on me. It's nuts, I mean it's crazy good. My hips buck but Ben has no problem, he's swallowed my cock whole and I moan into Tom's balls, turning that moan into a kiss as I refocus my efforts.

Tom starts trying to shove his cock in my mouth, I lick and kiss it, but push it aside, making him miss me repeatedly, we both laugh, but I don't delay him too much, soon taking the head between my lips. This is a very different angle, and counterintuitively it's easier, I feel less urge to gag as he pushes forward, my tongue working the bottom of his shaft.

"Fuuuckk, bitch that's hot." Tom whispers, mostly to himself. I'm learning that sucking cock isn't hard, put it in your mouth, suck, lick. Simple. Delicious. I want to slurp on these men all night, and I will be.

Now the sucking is easy but, taking it in your throat... has some complications. I'd immediately found this position easier than kneeling or having him over my chest but the cockhead hits my throat and I choke. Tom backs off and gives me a moment, but then pushes again. He wants this to happen, and I want it to, but getting there is rough. I choke and gag, he doesn't mind, even when I almost puke.

My discomfort is no skin off his back of course, so I guess that's another thing about blowjobs, the man can take his pleasure with force if not the giver's skill. I push him back for a minute, gasping for air, then give an upside down nod and open my mouth, he resumes ravaging my oral orifice. I moan, despite the abuse, because coupled with Ben's insistent mouth it's making my legs shake, I want to tell Ben how much I like it, so I groan and gurgle on Tom's cock to express my pleasure, but I don't know if he gets the message.

I'm attempting to swallow desperately, wanting to get him in before he comes, to give up my throat to this stranger, and it finally works, the cock pushing satisfyingly past my gag which finally eases and he's able to fuck my face roughly, to both of our delight. Ben is about to be drinking my seed, and the only way I can communicate this to the first man to do so for me is to grab the back of head, pulling him into me.

Tom cums first and I'm thankful, because I get to enjoy the feel of his pulsing cock as I erupt into Ben, who doesn't break his pace at all, gulping my seed down. I only get the aftertaste of Tom's cum as he pulls back, some leaking into my mouth as I clean him.

"That counts Ben, I'm up!" One of the men on standby jokingly says, and him and Ben playfully push at each other but the interloper backs off, leaving me to Ben, who motions for me to turn over. His opponent approaches my front, presenting me his cock. I start with only kisses on it, needing to catch my breath.

Ben isn't waiting though, he's licking the soft globes of my ass, fondling and kissing my nuts. I sigh into my new partners crotch as Ben licks my asshole, making me drool on my new suck toy. Ben's tongue circles my hole, he licks and spits on it. I feel a finger enter me. There'll be no lube tonight I realize, thank God for Ben because he's experienced and gentle. He works into me, licking, kissing, fingering. First one, then two, he's not only stretching me, but feeling for the way my body is, how I respond, what angle he should insert at.

There's little pain as he does this, unlike my first time, but there is that strange sensation of abnormality at first, the body's confusion about what's happening. There's a lot going on though, so I don't focus on it. The other man has come off the bench, he introduces himself as Ryan, and friend is Diego, whose cock is already in my mouth. They crowd my face, and I alternate slurping on them. It seems to turn them on to make the whole thing a mess, because they insist I switch rapidly, and smear their spit covered cocks around my lips and face when they aren't in my mouth.

"Come on guhhhhgg..." They laugh as they cut me off, continuing the mild play. Spit drips off my chin, precum fills my nostrils and covers my lips. I pant into their crotches, make-up smeared across my face.

It's actually a surprise to me when Ben's cock pushes into me, I huff on Diego's shaft as Ben works his cockhead deeper. He's opened me pretty well, and my ass receives him smoothly, but it feels very snug on my end.

Ben feels it too, "Holy shit, you are fucking tight!" My ass is clenching on his cock, he groans loudly despite having just entered me.

Having three men enjoying me is an incredible experience, I feel so sexy, despite the mess they're making on me. They're excited, and horny as fuck, enjoying my body, it's a huge turn on, my cock is hard again despite only cumming minutes ago.

Ben starts fucking me, which Ryan and Diego approve of. They use the motion of his thrust to enhance their own pleasure, fucking my face as I bounce my ass against Ben.

It isn't long before Ryan groans, and when Diego tries to take his turn Ryan says, "No, back... off. I'm..." He grabs my head and fucks my face quickly. I suck hard for him, looking up into his eyes and expecting him to feed me his cum, but he doesn't. At the last moment he pulls out, jerking himself. We lock eyes as he sprays across my face, coating my lips and nose in rope after rope of jizz. I smile and lick some from my lips.

"Damn you got her all messy." Diego complains.

"I'll clean her up." My mother steps in front of me, kneeling down and kissing me. Much like with Henry and James we share the cum, my mother licking it up and feeding it to me.

"Lay her next to me." She tells the guys, who turn me to be length wise with the bed, my mother next to me. She gets on all fours and two me take their places, fucking her face and pussy. We're holding hands as I slurp on Diego and continue taking Ben's cock. God he has stamina, my ass is loving it too, pleasure just rippling through me.

I can now watch my mother as I service Diego. The way she goes down on a man is so hot, kissing and teasing him, keeping her eyes on him, taking it very slow when he is in her mouth. Making him cum is not her goal, rather she's exciting him, prepping him to fuck her as hard as he can.

Ben is pounding me quite hard at this point, he is rapidly approaching climax, and I'm speared from both ends brutally as the men use me. Ben's balls are slapping mine as my dick swings under us and I can't believe it as I cum again. I groan and shudder as I take their loads in both my holes. Ben turns, me over, kissing me. I wonder if I'll be getting his number, if Mark doesn't want me this this virile and attentive man would be more than acceptable!

Tom is back, turning me on my side, another man gets behind my mom and she turns, so that we are facing each other. The man asks my mother if he can fuck her ass.