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Chapter Sixty-Six
Her breath caught in her throat for a quick second as she glanced around the table at all the naked men ready to fuck her. Her honey dripped as she gripped the edge of the table, the taste of Keith’s cum still on her tongue.
“Since it’s my turn to be in control, I think I’ll take the first turn at that pussy of hers,” Nick said as he walked around the table to where Valerie’s legs dangled over the side.
Miles reached out, massaging her tit, his callused hands grazing her sensitive nipples, causing shivers of pleasure to ripple through her. “Then I’ll take that mouth of hers.” He slid his hand up her chest to her neck and then to her hair, gripping a fistful of her dark locks and dragging her over to where he stood.
She felt her body slide across the table, chips and cards falling to the floor. Reaching out, she took his cock in her hand and pulled him closer to her, if only to stop him from pulling her by her
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She cried out as her body rocked against Damien, her tits bouncing in his face as Scott took her ass. She felt his fingers digging into her waist as she bent over Damien, his cock buried deep in her cunt. Between the two men who had her pinned, she felt them see-sawing her slick channel, felt their hardness stretching her as Scott drove into her from behind. She kept crying out, but she couldn’t move. She could only sit there, stuck between two powerful men as they fucked her. Never had she been so full, stuffed with their cocks as they assaulted her holes. Miles’s cum still coated her mouth, and it wasn’t long before she felt Scott’s fingers stiffen against her, pinning her ass against him as he emptied himself into her back door. She groaned, pushing back and wiggling her ass against him. Opening her eyes, she stared down at Damien as he grinned up at her. She knew he mocked her, knew he was thinking about what an eager slut she had turned into, and he was right. She never would ha
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Morning came way too early for Valerie. Her pussy still throbbed from the many cocks that shoved their way into her last night, as did her ass. Hell, if she were honest with herself, she’d admit that her mouth still felt sore and stretched from the many blow jobs she gave. Yet, as much as she felt the aftermath of being the prize for the poker players last night, she wouldn’t have changed a thing, and that admission shamed her more than she wanted to admit as well. Of course, there was no denying the tremor of excitement that rippled through her, either.She stretched, covering a yawn with the back of her hand. She didn’t want to get up. It was Friday, and she didn’t feel like facing a classroom of college kids that didn’t even want to be there. They were already working on their plans for the weekend, an itch in their pants to get there. She had an itch in her pants as well. She wanted to know what Damien’s next plans were for her, eager to be used again in so many ways.And then her
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Valerie closed the door, but by the time she reached her desk, she heard it open once more. There was no need to look to see who it was. The nerves twirling in her stomach told her that piece of information. Moving to the backside of her desk, she set her purse down on top and finally glanced up to see Dean sauntering his way towards her. “Once I get settled, I’ll call you in to tell you what your responsibilities are. Until then, you can entertain yourself at your desk.” She pointed to her closed office door. “Out there.” “Now, now,” he said, a smug grin spreading across his face. “Damien told me to make sure I did a good job. He said it would thrill you to no end that I was here to help take the load off your desk. He even said you’d be exceptionally friendly and rewarding. You know, making me feel welcome to the new position and all.” She clasped her hands together in front of her and did her best to look indifferent to his innuendos. “Well, you’ve said hello, and I already told
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Her day flowed by quietly, and she never again saw Dean, which frustrated her to no end. He even skipped her class. The young man was to be her aide, and she had taken the time to create a list of responsibilities for him to carry out for her. Yet, if he never appeared to do the job Damien volunteered him for, how in the hell would she be able to hand it to him? It was fucking ridiculous! The good part of the whole miserable thing was that she didn’t have to look at him, remembering how he had groped her ass and almost demanded that she perform for him. The little bastard could go to hell for all she was concerned. If he never showed his face again, she would consider herself lucky. At least, that is, until she walked into her apartment and saw Damien sitting in his normal recliner, glaring at her as he tapped his fingers on the arms of the chair. A tremor of fear rippled through her, and without him even saying a word to her, she knew Dean had told her the truth. Damien had given the
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Valerie shoved thoughts of Dean out of her mind, hoping to enjoy her weekend without having her stomach in knots the entire time. Luckily, her neighbor—and now her teacher’s aide—kept his distance for the rest of the day Friday and all day Saturday. By the time Damien called her up to his apartment, she had forgotten all about what could happen Monday morning at the school. When she opened the door to Damien’s apartment, he was sitting in his recliner and Nick, Keith, and Miles were taking up the sofa and the other recliner. Her pussy immediately throbbed at the sight of them, knowing full well why Damien had called her. They were bored, and she was to be their entertainment. “This looks interesting,” she said as she smiled at each of them. “Where’s Holly?” “Oh, I’m right here,” the other woman said as she stepped out of the hallway, sashaying her way over to the arm of Damien’s chair, where she sat down. “The boys here were just telling me about their poker game the other night. Se
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Valerie moved over to Damien first, her pussy dripping. “Would you like to see how wet I am, sir?” She felt the shame color her cheeks as she asked, a fluttering in her stomach at the humiliation.He grinned at her as he motioned for her to step closer. As soon as she did, he shoved two fingers into her cunt, twirling them around inside of her as she moaned. “You are wet as hell,” he said, chuckling. “You love getting your ass spanked, don’t you?”She felt her knees almost give out on her as she reached out to grip the arm of his chair to keep herself from toppling over as she gasped. “Yes, sir,” she groaned. “I love being punished. I need it. Deserve it.”He yanked his fingers from her wetness, wiping them on her leg before motioning her to move to the next one.Her breathing grew heavier as she nodded and slowly moved over to where Nick sat. “Would you like to see how wet I am?”A lascivious grin crossed his face as he reached out without comment and stuffed a finger into her slick
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“Get up and kneel in front of me,” Holly ordered her. As Valerie rolled over to her knees, she noticed Holly standing and stripping out of her pants, something she never expected the woman to do in front of the others. To the best of Valerie’s knowledge, this would be the first time any of them saw the redhead even partially naked. A quick glance at Damien revealed Holly’s actions surprised him as well. Something had changed, but Valerie had no time to think about it. Moving over to where Holly stood, she watched as the woman took her seat once more, and then spread her legs, the dark red curls of her happy patch sitting on top of her slick channel. Valerie could see how wet the other woman was, and suddenly realized a new experience headed her way. With a crook of her finger, Holly motioned for her to come closer. “Now, you’re going to keep eating me out while these men take turns fucking that slutty twat of yours. You won’t stop until the last one has dumped their load into you, a
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She stared out at the morning, the sun peeking over the horizon, as she sipped her second cup of coffee of the day. Valerie loved Sundays. They were relaxing, without pressure. And she needed that after last night and before what she feared she would face tomorrow with Dean Foster as her teacher’s aide. She still wasn’t sure what happened at the end of the night. Holly seemed in a perfect mood all night, right up until the end, and then she merely turned. It was almost as if the woman tried to torture Damien, and it must have worked with the way he sent everyone home, including her. She worried about what happened between him and Holly after they left but had been too afraid to knock on their door or text him. She also worried about what Holly’s mood change meant for her future with Damien. Lifting the cup to her lips, she took a slow sip of her coffee just as a starling drifted across the sky. As she lowered it once more, she heard the door behind her open and close. It could only b
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