Invite Your Friends for This One
written by:
Kay

"Ooh Wee! I 'bout to fuck that tight little pussy, Red!"

Ron was hovering over me wearing nothing but tight, black briefs. All smooth muscles. A completely shaved head. A big grin and a twinkle in his eye that would make any woman wet. A true black Adonis.

A chill went over me.

We were in a dimly lit basement room. The music was turned up. The place stank of weed and liquor. I was sprawled out with my legs spread on a dark leather ottoman. Leaning back and resting my elbows on the matching char.

On the floor my silky white blouse lay torn. I could barely make out some of the buttons that used to be on the front. They were half buried in the cheap, gold shag carpeting. My red black panties weren't far away. Also torn.

My skirt was bunched up around my waist. My strappy black heels were still on. So was my red bra. At least partially. The lace cups were pushed down so my titties were sticking out into the air.

"You shouldn't," I said nervously. "You can stop."

Ron pulled down his tight briefs. He took his meaty black cock in hand and slapped it against my clit three times. Sticky pre-cum drizzled into my thick red bush.

"Now why should I stop, Red?" he demanded.

"What about your friends?" I asked. I hadn't heard any noise upstairs at all.

"What about them?" he asked.

"What if they catch you?" I asked.

"They'll be jealous."

"Do you really want that?" I said.

"I don't really give a damn," he said.

He was taking that thick pole and rubbing it around my pussy lips.

"Why?" he said. "You think I should care?"

"Definitely," I responded. "You should definitely care."

He appeared to think about it for a second. But he was still rubbing that baseball bat all around my cunt.

"You should care for sure what your friends think. It's my job to not give a damn," I said.

He gave me a curious look.

"I don't want to wait. I want you try you out right now!"

Ron didn't need more encouragement. With that, he buried his big shaft inside my dripping wet hole. Grinning the whole time.

I was gasping. It had been a while since I'd taken on a real giant. It was like getting stuffed by a 20 oz. soda bottle. He was taking it slow, but I knew it wasn't his style. He'd been aggressive since we'd gotten to the basement. Before that, really.

A few hours ago I'd met Ron at a bar. He'd loved my round ass. My short skirt. My kinky red hair. My tits. And he'd told me so. Many times. Using those words. Even before the drinks started flowing. I was with a friend and we were at a table of guys playing poker and getting wild. Ron had been right next to me. All night long he was running side bets with my friend and I. Picking high cards with the loser having to buy a shot and so forth.

After a couple of hours, things had reached the next level. He'd wanted to see my bra. I was wearing a bright red one beneath a thin white blouse--almost everyone in the place could already see it, so I saw no harm in taking the bet. And when he lost, that was just an extra drink for my friend and I. And she was already have tanked.

Things kept escalating. He eventually pulled out a pair of dice.

"If you win," he said, "You get anything you want. You can everything in my pockets if want."

"You probably don't have a thing in those pockets," I joked.

He looked around seriously and then emptied the contents. He had some pot, a handful of change, a cellphone, and a money clip that was absolutely stuffed.

"Alright," I said. "And what do you get if you win?"

"If I win?" he said. "Then whatever number comes up, that's how many of my friends I get to invite over to watch us fuck tonight."

I laughed. I blushed. And then I took the bet. He let me choose between the dice. When he rolled a two I was feeling pretty good about my chances. But, of course, I threw a one.

And that's how we'd ended up at his place. His friends were on the way. We'd started drinking liquor and smoking up while we waited, but Ron couldn't wait. Or maybe it was me who started it. Either way, my clothes got ripped, his ended up on the floor, and then he started fucking me with that thick rod.

He was giving it to me like he meant it.

"You like that, Red?" he kept saying. "You like my big dick in you, Kay?"

Sometimes I'm not all that vocal when I fuck, but he was brining it out in me.

"Fuck me harder, baby."

I was grunting. It hurt so good.

"Fuck me like a whore."

My tits were bouncing back and forth and he slammed into me. I could here his sack slapping against my ass. I grabbed each of my nipples and pinched them and said it again.

"Fuck me like your whore!"

I heard someone call out from the steps.

"Did somebody say 'whore?'"

A good looking guy in a black leather jacket, baggy jeans, and a Kangol came in. He looked a lot like Method Man. He was carrying a Heineken and had already fired up a joint. He just went by Ant.

Behind him was another guy who looked mostly white, but with something else in him. Hispanic. Or maybe he was just Italian. They just called him Tee. He was wiry and wearing a striped t-shirt and jeans.

"Looks like you started the show without the audience," he said out loud.

Ron barely noticed them.

"You like to be fucked like a whore?" he asked me. He emphasized each word with a hard thrust into my pussy. I was about to cum.

"Yes. Yes!" I screamed between gasps.

He started slowing down. Pulled it out. He cock slapped my clit again. It sent tingles through my body and I let go with a mini-orgasm.

"Well," he said. "I don't fuck no whore from the front."

"Or on the good furniture," Tee called out.

There was a rickety looking foosball table in the room. One of the guys pulled it over. I stood up, still in my heels and assumed the position, using it to supper my weight. Ron unzipped my skirt and it fell around my ankles. I stepped out when he got behind me.

He slapped my ass and I yelped a bit. Then he gave it a harder lick and I let out a real squeal. He rubbed the head of his cock against my asshole and I held my breath.

"Nah," he said. "Don't you worry, Kay. That's for later."

With both hands on my hips he started fucking the shit out of my pussy from behind. The little table was rattling. My breasts were bouncing violently. I came almost immediately, but Ron didn't even slow up.

I thought the table would break. I guess his friends did, too. Ant got him to stop a minute. He pulled a hair up close and replaced the table with his shoulders. My face was inches from his.

"Give me that vodka," he said to Tee.

He took some in his mouth, then leaned in to kiss me. I took the liquor in my own. Then he put his joint into his mouth backwards and blew me a shotgun.

Ron was just watching while this happened, but soon enough he was ready to fuck some more.

Ant just smiled. He reached up and took a tit in his hands. Started thumbing the nipple.

"Mind if I do that?" he asked.

I just smiled. Tossed my head towards the vodka. She got another shot in his mouth for me.

While we kissed, Ron started tearing up my pussy again. I felt so stuffed. Ant kept giving me chills by playing with my tits.

I was ready to blow again and Ron new it.

"Cum like a whore," he said.

This time he pulled out as I came. I could feel his dick slapping my ass and then I got splashed by his hot jizz.

I dropped down to my knees when I was through cumming. The bet had been that his friends could watch, but I was into how things were going. I went straight for Ant's zipper.

His cock was already stiff. It was long and thin compared to his buddy. It was easy to fit the whole knob in my head, but I knew I'd never take all the length. He didn't seem to mind.

Apparently feeling left out, now Tee was playing with my tits. He took off my bra and rubbed on them.

"I've never had redheaded pussy in my mouth," he said.

I pulled back from Ant. His cock made a popping sound when it was sprung from my mouth.

"It tastes like cherry pie," I said with a wink.

Tee didn't need more encouragement. He was on all fours and licking my slit in no time. He slid his tongue up and back. He attacked my clit. Then he went to rim me.

I was so excited I almost gagged on Ant's bone. It tickled and felt great at the same time. I felt a finger creep into my pussy while he kept eating my ass.

I was rocking my hips and ass back and forth. Trying to get more. At the same time I was stroking and sucking on Ant. His hips were bucking. Without warning he unloaded into my mouth. He pumped all I could take and then some. It started running out and down my chin.

I was going to blow Tee next, but he wanted more than that. I straddled him reverse cowgirl style. His dick was smaller than the other guys, but still not bad. He pointed it at my asshole and I sat down on it.

I started groaning like crazy while he ass fucked me.

Ron was standing by his and brought his semi-erect cock to my lips. I did my best to blow him while his friend kept impaling me.

Tee was rubbing my clit and pinching at my tits while he fucked.

Amazingly, Ant was stroking and looked ready to go again.

When Tee blew, Ant was next in line to fuck.

I was on my back on the floor when he took my pussy.

Ron told me to open wide and went for my mouth.

They started fucking me in rhythm. One in my mouth, one in my cunt.

Tee straddled my bare waist. One friend was behind him fucking me. He was face to face with the other, who was getting blown. He poured something like oil over my tits and then flopped his cock between them and started titty fucking me.

Everyone was fucking and grunting and breathing heavy. Especially me. The smell of sweat and my musk was added to the weed and booze.

I think Ant went first. He spewed inside my pussy. After that, he moved off and Ron went down to get some more. Tee stayed on my chest. I could see his cock head coming up between my tits. He splooged right into my face.

And then it was just Ron again. His friends sat around naked. Drinking and smoking. Half watching. Half the time watching some basketball game they'd turned on.

But Ron was only watching me. We kept fucking missionary for a while. Then went back to doggie. I was riding him in the end. Screaming like I was out of control. Pinching my own titties and saying stuff like "I'm your slut, Ron."

I came at least 2 more times until Ron came hard. He pulled out, stood up, and let it go on my tits.

With my fingers I cleaned up every drop and put it in my mouth.

We just chilled for a while after that. His friends fondled me while we drank and watched TV. I gave Tee another blow job.

After they left, Ron took me to his bed and we fucked again.

"I'm sure glad," he said.

"Of what?"

"Glad I won. That was a lot better than you taking my money."

"I wouldn't have," I responded. "You said I could have anything I wanted if I won."

"Oh yeah? And what did you want?" he asked.

"To go home with you and fuck 2 of your friends," I said with a wicked smile.

And I meant it, too.