The Study Group Slut

Disclaimer: This story is fiction. I do not condone these actions against anyone, BDSM and role playing should always be safe, sane, and consensual.

All depicted are 20-21.

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It was the end of a veeery long semester, and I was so glad to be done with finals. I had planned a party exactly one hour after my last finals, and I knew I was going to get absolutely and beautifully sloshed. And everyone was coming! Aaron, Justin, Zach, Brian, Mary, and Sara. Over the last year I had been in my toughest classes with them, and they were some of my best friends. Aaron helped me get through my rough breakup, I got lunch with Mary every Wednesday, Justin would always give me me fashion advice and we go shopping together. I knew so much about all of them, they were almost family. In short, the night was going to be incredible.

Around 9 people started trickling in, and the first round of shots was poured. I passed around margaritas and we settled in for the evening.

"So Zach," Started Sara. "I heard you had a big date the other night."

He looked at her mischievously and said "Yeah, what about it?" Scoffing, she asked him what he had to smile about. He deterred her by turning to Zach and asking "Didn't you say you got laid this last weekend?"

"I gotta tell you, this girl is on another level," Zach said, biting his lip a little. She is alllll sorts of kinky and I've never had head so good." He looked over at me on this last line, goading me for a response.

I roll my eyes and say "You slut. What's that, the 3rd one this month?" Zach had been feeding the group juicy tidbits of information about his hookups. The thing was, he was sleeping with me.

He loved to see me get riled up, calling me a whore in public. He would tell the others it was some Lindsay or Melissa from the bars or Tinder, when he was fucking my brains out every other night after study group. By the time he had finished talking, I was soaking wet and cursing him silently. We didn't mind if the group knew, but the hiding made it hotter than hell. I wasn't going to argue with a good thing, but I knew he was bating me, trying to get me to cave and tell the group. It was a game we liked to play - to see how close we could get without anyone figuring it out. Well, he would pay for it later.

I run into the kitchen to grab a refill, and Brian followed me. "Hey," he said, opening the whiskey I kept in the house. "I was thinking, since finals have let up, and we have a few free weeks before you leave...do you wanna go get dinner?"

Fuck. He was asking me out? Now? Brian was the biggest sweetheart I knew. Would do anything for his friends at the drop of a hat, frequently brought cookies that he baked to study group, and had a jawline that went on for days. I always had a low-key crush on him, but thought he was out of my league. And tonight? With Zach here?

"Wow. Um. Can I think on it? My minds a little fuzzy right now," I stammered, holding up my drink as evidence.

He smiled at me and said "take all the time you need, let me know." He walked out and I caught my breath. While I recovered, Zach walked in and pulled me up to him by my waist.

He grabbed a fistful of my ass and bit my neck while I pulled his hair and wrapped one leg around him. "Fuck, Zach." I said, pushing him off of me. "First that stunt about your 'tinder date' and now this? You're just trying to frustrate me, aren't you?" I bit my lip and smirked at him.

He leaned close and whispered "You love it," nipping my ear before pulling away. He grabbed a beer and I rejoined the group, sitting on the couch. I needed girl advice. I suggested we step outside for a smoke break, offering to light a fire and bring out blankets. Aaron and Justin were immediately excited and started to usher us out into the back yard.

Those two were the dynamic duo. Double dated, work out buddies, same major. They could read each other's minds and their banter was endlessly entertaining. I heard that for a while they even dated twins. That's about as close as you get to a guy without dating him - but they swear they aren't gay.

As the crew slips out I pull Mary and Sara back, offering to refill their drinks. As I'm pouring I say "Hey, I need some boy advice," The two of them weren't as experienced as me, but they'd been around the block once or twice and never steered me wrong. "So, the thing is, I'm fucking Zach."

Silent shock filled their faces until Sara grabbed my arm and said "WHAT?!? For how long?" I shushed her and explained how we ended up at a waffle house around 1 AM a month or so back, trying to relax before mid-terms.

I invited him back for a drink, and he practically pinned me to the couch. "He fucks like an animal," I went on. "Best sex I've ever had."

"So what's the problem?" Mary asked. I told them about Brian and they looked equally as shocked. "Wow," Mary said. "That's hard."

Sara rolled her eyes and said "No it's not. Just fuck Zach one more time to see if you want to keep him, or try for Brian. Survey your options, and sleep on it," I thought, then nodded. Made sense - and he was staying over anyway. No reason not to take advantage.

We made s'mores, we talked, we drank. We drank a little too much - by 2 AM no one could drive and I offered to make up beds on the couches and the floor. Everyone was too sleepy to argue and I made sure everyone was settled in before shutting off the lights. I get off to my room, and minutes later get a text from Zach.

Zach: They're out light light bulbs, you ready for me?

Me: I dare you to make me scream ;)

It wasn't my best sext, but he crept in seconds later, already grinding on me and stripping off my shirt. I pulled him so I could feel his rock hard cock through his chinos. He kissed me deeply, twining his fingers into my hair. Then he forced my neck to the side and began nipping and kissing my neck until I was worried I'd get hickeys.

"Careful boy, you know the rules. No marks above the collar bone." I admonished.

He slapped me and said "I'll do what I please with you, whore. Now strip off those pants so I can tear you apart." He flashed me a crooked smile with that. So rough, yet so boyishy cute - gets me every time. I could feel myself shiver with excitement as the sting of the slap subsided. I kissed him, biting his lip as I pulled away. Then I stood up and began shimmying out of my skinny jeans, bending in front of him so he could see my ass wiggle to get free of the tight fabric. He gave me a few light swats, encouraging me to hurry up. As we slept together more and more, he learned more about my kinks...and I liked it all. Especially dirty talk, and the way he'd punish me for being a tease.

I climbed on top of him, and as I ground against him he unclasped my bra, twisting my nipples sharply. I cried out and he put a hand over my mouth. "Keep it quiet, slut. We don't want anyone waking and walking in on us, now do we?" I nodded but he punctuated his words with a final twist that made me moan. His eyes were full of lust as he looked at me, and grabbed my hair into a messy ponytail. "If you can't shut up, I'll have to muffle you with something," He whispered, pushing me down as he pulled his pants and boxer briefs down. He shoved me down onto all 7 inches of him, and I gagged and clawed his thighs and arm. I slobbered as he choked me with his cock, keeping me down until I was nearly crying. He yanked me up so I was to his side, ripping off my panties with one fluid movement. Pushing my head down into the mattress, he lined himself up at my dripping entrance.

He began to tease me, rubbing my clit while pushing in ever so slightly, then pulling back. He had me writhing under him, but his other hand was pinning my arms behind me. All I could do was beg him to fuck me, and he knew it. I turned my head to the side enough to say "...please," quietly. He leaned in and said "What was that?"

"...please, sir" I replied, and he kissed my neck before whispering "Speak louder if you want something." I took the momentary distraction to pull myself backwards, finally getting him inside of me. At least, halfway.

He slapped my ass and snarled "If that's what you wanted so badly, why couldn't you just ask me? Now I'm going to make you beg me to stop." With that he grabbed my hips and plunged into me, causing a yelp to escape me before he pushed my head back down, pounding into me so hard I couldn't think straight. The angles he could hit in me...total bliss. My mind was blank, I could focus on nothing but holding on to the bed and his cock hammering into me. Suddenly the door opens, and Aaron and Justin are in the doorway.

Aaron's saying "Hey, Jess are you alright? We heard a...oh...um...Zach?" His sentence faltered and came to an end.

Justin was first to jump on the situation. "I told you Aaron, I fucking told you! Zach's sluts are Jess! All the dirty looks he flashes her? The way she blushes? No way they haven't been going at it like animals. How the fuck did you get her into bed?"

Aaron took a step forward and said, "She has scratches all over her back, and her arms are pinned. Fuck, Zach even has her head pushed into the blankets." I muffled something but Zach didn't budge.

Justin started tracing my ass and gave one a light squeeze. "MMMMF" I said, and Zach finally let up so I could tell Justin to get his hands off me.

"Look, you're cute and all, but I'm a little occupied right now so..." I joked, trying to salvage this nightmare of a situation.

Aaron came over too, cupping the other side of my ass. "What was that you said earlier? Best blowjob you ever had, I've got to see this."

With that, Aaron pushed off a slightly confused Zach and grabbed my hair, pulling me around and dropping his sweatpants to reveal the thickest cock I had ever seen. He looked me in the eyes and said "Take a deep breath" and shoved it into my mouth. I hit him as he fucked my mouth, trying to figure out what the fuck was happening.

I was clawing at him, trying to get him off when he said "Fuuuuck, she has a golden throat - if she can take me she can take anything." But she's scratching me. Justin, come hold her arms.

Zach watched as Aaron fucked my throat and Justin held my arms above my head. He was still rock hard, and I could see Justin was getting there. "What the fuck, guys?" He says, finally stepping in to be the voice of reason.

Zach and I had always talked about having a threesome - girls, guys, it didn't matter. The idea of getting pounded from all sides? My mouth watered at the thought. But like this? I was a little uneasy. Thank god he was stepping in to help.

Zach continued, "I was fucking her first, so you're going to have to share."

He pulled me over to him, forcing me down on his cock before I had a chance to breathe. Tears were streaming down my face and I started struggling against the three men, trying to figure out what I was going to do.

"No no Jess," Justin said. "You don't get it. Zach invited us - said you were the biggest slut he's ever seen. We assumed he was kidding, and were coming to check on you after you called out...but if the invitation stands, Zach, we're in."

Zach responded by shoving me in his direction, and he stood me up with a hand on my throat. It wasn't so tight I couldn't breathe, I could barely whisper.

"Be gentle?" I said. Justin spit on me and said "You have been prancing around like a whore for weeks, bending over and pushing out your chest. You think we didn't notice? We've been arguing over which of us would be able to get you first, were gonna compete to see who could get you into bed. But this way, nobody has to lose." He laid back on the bed, making me kneel in front of him to lick his full length. "And because we've been listening to Zach brag for weeks, we know just what you like." He pulled me up over his lap, with my ass pushed up towards him. He started caressing my ass as he talked. "You like to be a good little slut, right?"

"Not for you." I said, obstinate. I squirmed but Aaron was pinning my legs at the knees, and Justin had his arm over my back to keep me from getting up. He made a clicking sound with his tongue and gave me a small swat, just enough to make me remember who was in charge here. Aaron reached down with his free hand and started teasing my slit with his fingers.

"Fuck Justin, she's sopping wet." He said, bringing up two dripping fingers to prove it. He pushed his hand into my face and forced his fingers into my mouth, saying "Why don't you taste how hot I get you, cumslut." And he was right, I was a livewire. Much as I didn't want to admit it, the idea of taking all three men at once had me dripping onto the bed. It was taking all of my willpower not to beg them to take me right there.

Justin started speaking again. "You like being a slut, and tonight you're going to be the perfect fucktoy for your friends. Isn't that right?" He punctuated this question with a hard slap to my ass, and Aaron shoved two fingers inside of me. Damn they were good at tag-teaming.

"Fuck you," I said, trying to bite what I could reach of his legs. I blurted, forgetting where I was.

He tsked and said "I don't think you heard me, whore. YOU are going to be a good whore, or we're going to gag you and take you anyway. I'm certain we can find ways to make you behave." I don't know who taught this boy to dirty talk, but I need to thank them personally. He continued "So, are you going to be a good little girl, or do I need to make you scream?" With that, he slapped my ass hard enough to leave a handprint.

"Fuck YES" I blurted, unable to hold back.

Justin smirked and said "That's what I thought. Aaron, would you fuck the whore for me? I'm going to see how much use I can get out of her mouth.

Aaron stepped up behind me, kneeling so he was just knocking at my door. I squirmed to get away, pulling and trying to say something - but Justin cut me off when he shoved his cock into my mouth, and Aaron plunged in to my pussy before I could recover. I was stuck between the two of them, with one fucking me while the other pulled back. They were masterful - I could tell they'd done it before. Justin reached down to tweak with my nipples while Aaron played at fingering my asshole. It made me feel so dirty, and I felt myself moving with him so he could hit me deeper. It was a fucked up situation - but it felt too damn good to stop. Zach stood where I could see him, stroking his cock.

"You look like such a good little toy. I knew you'd like this, you little bitch. Hey, Aaron? You know what she really likes?" He asked.

"What?" Aaron answered.

"She loves it when I cum inside of her. But I usually have a condom on..." He trailed off, looking me dead in the eye as he continued to jerk off. "That's not a problem for me," Justin said. He sped up, and I sped to match pace. At this point I had to taste him, needed to feel him lose it when I pushed him over the edge. He pulled me down hard, pushing himself to the back of my throat as he pulsed. I could taste salt and swallowed, cleaning him off before he pulled out of my mouth.

Justin was breathing raggedly. "Fuck Zach, you weren't kidding."

Zach said, "Pass her here. I want her to ride me." Justin yanked me up as Aaron pulled out, and he pushed me roughly to Zach. He gave my already bright red ass a hard slap as a parting gift. Zach put a hand on my throat and got me into a rhythm, getting deeper with every thrust.

I growled at him, digging my nails into his back to pull him further into me. He slapped me. "Don't be so needy, whore. Sir is trying to let you be in control. Is that any way to say thank you?" I flushed as I realized that Aaron and Justin were watching. "Apologize." He said.

"Get the fuck out of me, this instant." I replied. "APOLOGIZE." He commanded, slapping me hard enough to turn my face a brighter shade of red. I panted.

"Sorry." I mumbled. He held up one threatening hand and I hastily said, "Sorry sir. I'm so sorry sir. Thank you sir." Aaron was drooling, and started stroking his rock hard member again. Zach laughed to himself and looked at me.

"She apologized, but I don't think she learned her lesson. If she isn't going to appreciate being in control, then I guess she won't be." He looked at me with a glint I didn't trust. "Justin, take her ass."

I froze, and started to shake my head. I'd always wanted double penetration, but could never manage... I was just too tight back there. I looked down at Zach and started to beg him. "Please Zach, you know I've barely ever been able to. It hurts too much and I can barely handle you..."

Zach slapped me so hard I could see stars, and gripped my throat harder. "Justin. Take the whore's ass. She's forgotten who she belongs to." I wanted to say something, but the rush of being so completely owned took over. I wanted him. I wanted both of them. I wanted all of them, anywhere they wanted to be. I started to push out my ass as Justin was moving over to me, when the door creaked open a crack. It was Brian.

He was silent for a long moment, then in a small voice asked, "Guys, what are you doing? Jess, are you crying?"

Aaron jumped into action. "Brian, Jess is Zach's slut. they've been fucking for weeks, and she is better than he says. Do you want to fuck her?"

Brian looks at Aaron and said, "What?"

Aaron looks at him as if he were and idiot and repeated; "Do. You. Want. To. Fuck. Her. She's soaking wet, she can't seem to get enough cock in her. And let's be real, she was never going to go out with you. This could be your only chance." Zach still had his hand on my throat, and I couldn't say anything. He pushed me off of him, dragging me over in front of Brian. Brian's eyes went wide, and I saw him harden in seconds. Sweet, lovable Brian disappeared when he saw my tits. His eyes had the same glint I'd seen in Zach's, but he gripped Zach's arm, forcing him to release his hold on my throat. Brian stepped up to me, and cupped my face as he kissed me. It was long, deep, gentle. I melted into the kiss, tasting him on my lips when he pulled away, trailing his hand down my neck.

That was when he grabbed my throat. I looked at him and tried to pull away but he was already pushing me on to the bed, and Justin and Zach moved to pin my legs. Brian kissed my nipples, sucking each one long enough to get them to harden, then pinched them. He started to kiss upwards, sucking the breath from me before biting my neck ever so slightly. We locked eyes, and he whispered "I've always wanted you."

He slid into me so slowly I could feel every inch of him. He pushed Justin and Zach back and I wrapped my legs around him. He held me close as he slowly pushed in and pulled back. He looked me in the eyes, and I smiled at him. And then he started fucking me.

He brought his hand back up to my throat for leverage and started pushing deeper than I knew I could be hit. He never let up, and only seemed to get further into me as I struggled for breath under his heavy hand. My pussy was sore in minutes and my side was starting to hurt from where he was gripping me with his other hand, forcing my body to meet him at the perfect angle. I screamed with pleasure as he drove me over the edge, and bucked as my orgasm tore through my body, making my toes curl and the hair stand up on the back of my neck. It had only just started to subside when I felt him tense.

No, not there, please not there. I wasn't on birth control, I couldn't have him finishing in me. I shook my head at him, but he only leaned down and kissed my neck, whispering "This is all for you," before thrusting in as far as he could go. I leaked on to the bed when he pulled out. I knew I was fucked, but I had never had anything like that.

And I had been a good girl. Sir wanted me to fuck Brian, and I was a good fucktoy.