All Used Up! (New fiction)

All Used Up!
Fun Fiction by John. Written during April of 2009.

Your inadequate 'boyfriend' sits in the other room watching TV and pretending he doesn't know what is going on only a few yards away in the next room. I know that no matter how loud he turns the volume up on his tv set, he can hear your moans of orgasmic pleasure as I pound my thick cock into your tight pussy. My own grunts of naturalistic fury are no less apparent as my hips pump to and fro in rough rhythm. If nothing else, the frustrated little prick can DAMN sure hear the sound of your bed's loose headboard striking the wall with every carnal thrust!
I emit an especially loud declaration of, "Oooohhh....FUCK....here it cummmmmmmmmmmms........!!!!" as I unload my hot cream deep inside of your womb. Your pussy grips my shaft and milks every last drop of jizz from deep within my scrotum as I kiss your face and neck passionately. We lay in your marital bed for several minutes snuggling up, cooling down and laughing at each other's derogatory remarks concerning your 'boyfriend.'
We then get dressed and leave for our pre arranged appointment. As you pass through your living room, you glance over casually at your 'boyfriend.' He is seated in his usual chair with the baseball game blaring loudly from his 1980's era television. "I'll be back later, so don't wait up. John ate the 2 hamburgers that were in the fridge so you'll have to feed yourself tonight." We exit without so much as a nod of recognition from the prick. Nonetheless, we have the satisfaction of knowing that he is fully aware of what will transpire over the next 30 minutes or so. The event has been in the planning stages for several weeks and is now about to take place. Exactly 53 men have paid me $20.00 each to have their way with you in a group setting tonight. The circumstances that have happened and will yet happen today make me feel like the luckiest man in the world. Not only have I been given an intense private fuck (and a filling free meal) from a girl as lovely as you, but I have also made over $1,000.00 pimping your ass out to any man with a spare 20 in his pocket!
We arrive at the local 'no tell motel' at exactly 8:06 pm. The lot which normally has 5-6 cars parked within it on a good night is filled to capacity on this wonderful evening. I glance over at the side street to my left and notice several additional cars along the curb. As we park and exit, we FEEL the eyes of the men seated in their cars zero in on us. From the looks of it, more than a few of them are masturbating as they leer at you. Being the quintessential slut that you are, you came dressed for the occasion. A black stretch halter top adorned in tacky silver sequins (barely) covers your braless tits. Your cute little bottom is hugged by a skin tight satiny-silver skirt. The hem line of this item actually rests at the spot where the backs of your thighs morph into your ass cheeks. As you have chosen to wear no panties, the lower portion of your butt comes into view with every step you take. More over, the 5" heels you have worn tonight make it impossible NOT to jiggle seductively with every step. As you fumble with the door key, I make a sweeping motion with my right arm to indicate, "C'mon in, boys! The show is ready to begin!"
The room is barely 9' x 15' including the bed, night table, sink and commode. If anything, the term 'large walk in closet' might be more appropriate. Nonetheless, it will serve our needs this fine night. The men begin swarming into the room like hungry locust. First 3, then 4 more, then 2 more file in. Before a full 90 seconds have passed, there are 20 men plus the two of us crowded into that cramped little hell hole of a 'room' ! The remainder of the player's in tonight drama are either still in their cars or hanging out in the warm air of this April evening. The crush is only slightly eased when 4 of them climb onto the king sized to join us. The smell of sweet leaf floats through the air as someone sparks up a joint. By the time I concluded a 15 second conversation with the chap to my left, you were stripped completely naked for all to see.
The rough, hairy hands of the guy behind you knead your soft tits as my own cock slides into your hungry mouth. The biker dude in front of you pulls your legs apart and onto his shoulders as the head of his penis rubs against your soaking wet slit. As if on queue, he and I both slide into your respective holes simultaneously. My grunt of satisfaction is echoed by your own gulping sound as your tongue, lips and cheeks work over my throbbing pole. A young, muscular fellow with a shaved head manages to slide underneath our mass of conjoined, writhing flesh. He spreads your supple ass cheeks with his strong hands and aims his lubricated dick at your puckered, pink asshole. We slow our sexual pace down just a bit to give him a chance to work his man meat into your backside, inch by inch, until it is buried inside of your rectum clear up to his cum-swollen ball sack. We then resume our multi partner tryst with your tits being fondled by 'player #1', your throat being fucked by 'player #2' (myself), your cunt being banged by 'player #3' and your butt hole being boffed by 'player #4.'
After 12 or so minutes of this intense, shared action, the biker dude hollers in ecstasy while emptying several strong loads of man cum into your sweet love box. Within seconds, another cock takes its place. Just like the fucker before, this man is not wearing a rubber or using protection of any kind. I groan and tremble as my own orgasm takes place. You purr in erotic satisfaction as my semen coats your tongue and tonsils. You swirl it around and lick your lips seductively before swallowing my salty load with a smile on your face. I climb off the bed to allow another to take my place. A tall, slender young blonde lad slides his thin but long member into your waiting mouth. Just as you begin to bob your head up and down on his manhood, the man penetrating your ass cums deep inside of your bowels.
As the night wears on, one man after the other has his way with your body. You are mounted in every conceivable position known to humanity including (but not limited to) missionary, doggy style, female superior, sitting up, laying on your left (and right) side(s) and even standing position sex. During the latter part of the night, you simply lay on your stomach with both pillows beneath your mid section. With your ass in that slightly raised position, the men are able to fuck you one after the other in your cunt or ass. You have become so excited by weed, cuckold water and orgasmic rushes that you no longer even bother to look at the men as they use your holes for their carnal pleasures. I gave up even counting how many men passed through the sleazy motel room that night as it seems that every one of the original 53 men told at least 4 of their friends about you. Having blown my own load all I care to this night, I sit on the small night table and film the action as man after man, guys of all ages, sizes and stature take advantage of your takesen and stoned stupor.
That I can recall, not a single male has even bothered to wear a 'raincoat' the entire night. A stain has formed underneath your pelvic region as the unsafe and untested sperm of over 200 men leaks and drips from your dilated pussy and asshole. Your orifices have been stretched and pulled out of shape and your jaw feels as though it has become unhinged from all of the face fucking you have been through.
By 5:47 am, only you, myself and one last straggler remain in the room. At 5:55, the last man fucking bellows as your ass accepts the final load of semen for the night. In a gesture that some may consider bizarre, he then stands over you prone form, takes his now softening cock into his right hand and sprays a jet stream of golden piss onto your hair, back, ass cheeks and legs. His flow continues for over 60 seconds before it at last ebbs to a dribble, then a slow drip. A small pool of his urine forms around your face. Laughing, he then climbs down from the bed, pulls on his shorts and t shirt and leaves the room while giving me a satisfied wink on his way out.
I get up and take the two steps over to your now utterly exhausted and used up body. You are completely covered from head to toe in sweat (your own as well as samples from your 200+ lovers), urine, semen, grime, drooled spit, stale beer and hand prints. There are red marks across your buttocks and legs where some of the rougher johns whipped you with belts and smacked you with their open hands. As you roll onto your back and slowly gaze up at me with glassy and unfocused eyes, you spread your legs and give me a full view of your pussy. Your hole has been expanded to the size of a silver dollar coin, and remainders of the yellowish/white jizz of all of those men sits inside of your hole(s) like a small, festering pool. There are dried cum stains across your entire face, throughout your long hair and down your hickey-riddled neck. Both breasts are also sperm splashed and clearly bruised and reddened from the ongoing squeezing, milking and tugging that went on all night. As you slowly get to your feet, you look down to see what must have been a full cup (or more!) worth of spent man cum ooze out from between your legs and onto the dirty carpet of the motel room. You bend over to retrieve your clothing and I see that your asshole has also been stretched out to at least 4 times its normal size by the marauding men of the night. As with your pussy, the sperm drips freely and obscenely from this used and used hole. As you lazily put on your flimsy clothing, I wonder how many diseases both great and small you have picked up this fine night. You step out barefoot into the early morning air with your head hung low and your high heels in your hand. After laying a protective plastic drop cloth across the seat of my van, I allow you to climb in. I then take you home in this disheveled and unshowered state. I park in front of your house to let you out just as the first rays of morning sun begin to rise on this Spring morning. I glance at my watch as the porch light to your trailer comes on. It is 6:28 am. I chuckle out loud as I view the expression of frustration and embarrassment on the face of your 'boyfriend' as he beholds his 'queen' for what she has now become: A used up, stretched out, sweat/piss/cum/holy water/cigarette ash covered, almost certainly diseased, most likely pregnant slut of the lowest kind.
(Epilogue: You call me just over 6 weeks later with a rather funny conclusion to the unforgettable night: After you got in that night, but before you took your shower, you insisted on receiving oral sex from your 'boyfriend.' Being the submissive and degraded loser that he is, he willingly complied. As if to add insult to injury, you laughingly said that he was the only man for you even as he lapped up the remaining sperm from 200+ men out of your enlarged, foul tasting and smelling cunt. You also informed me that you were pregnant by God-knows-who and that your 'boyfriend' would be raising it as though it were his own young. The punch line that makes me laugh out loud follows: Me: "So, you had sex with him sometime during those few days so he would think it is his own baby ?" You: "No, EVEN! John, I never let this loser fuck me at all, ever, during our entire 2 years as a 'couple', so he KNOWS it ain't his baby!")