Beth Visits gangbang party

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“Let the games begin!” Jason finished.

He whispered into my ear. “Start with a strip, then go with the flow.”

Right away two men lifted me onto the bar, then stood back. The music changed to a stripper track. A gangbang scene from a porno movie took over the big screen.

On the bar, the spotlight followed me as I began by shimmying and gyrating in an energetic dance. The top of my dress was so open that my boobs were out half the time, and each bend and dip rode my skirt up to my waist, perfect for the occasion. I wasn’t a practiced stripper, but I managed to kick off my heels and untie my top while turning rapidly around. I held the front parts of the dress against my tits as I spun a few more times, then lifted my arms straight up, letting go of the dress.

The skirt part stayed on, clinging to my waist while my bare breasts were celebrated by the men. I was continuously twirling, bending, and dipping to the music, wearing only tiny panties under the dress, as everyone knew by then. When I finally took off the the skirt, the crowd cheered happily.

A little more dancing topless, then I slowly removed my panties, leaving nothing at all.

With the panties held to my face, I did an exaggerated inhale, then lowered them, smiled and licked my lips. I wiped the lacy cloth across my pussy, front to back, slowly pulling them between the tops of my thighs. The crowd nosily acknowledged my slutty moves, very approving.

I spun around and flung the damp panties out to the crowd, dropped down in a split, then onto my back with my legs spread wide, making sure they saw everything my nude body had to offer. Those actions actually made me feel more confident. I put it all out there and the crowd was cheering wildly.

All the heat I had been feeling in anticipation was now exceeded by how I felt in the actual event. I was amazingly hot, my pussy sopping, nipples permanently erect. Every exhibitionist and sexually explosive idea that flashed through my head excited me more. Every lewd suggestion shouted to me from the crowd sounded delicious, made me smile. Nothing was off limits, there were no limits.

I wanted to do everything with every man. Looking at them eagerly watching me, I think they knew that.

One of the closest men was sipping a long neck beer. I motioned to him to hand it over.

I strutted the bar, took a small drink, then began to suck on the bottle, then lick it.

Turning around, making eye contact, pointing and smiling, I walked up and down the bar while I orally pleasured the bottle and used one hand to finger myself. After enough foreplay, I squatted down and inserted the bottle into my pussy. I pumped it in and out, noisily confirming my delight, gasping and panting, as the men whistled and cheered loudly. I took it out and licked it off, tasting my pungent slime.

“Did I give you some ideas? Who wants what the bottle got?” The response was pretty rowdy.

I sat on the bar as one man got up there with me, standing. He approached and I reached for his hips, hugging him and burying my face in his crotch. I felt his erection pushing back. He was still dressed so I had to unzip his trousers and pull everything down to expose his cock. He was larger than average and eager to get off.

With the cheering section in full roar, I cupped his balls while working his cock with my lips and tongue. When I could taste his pre-cum, I called out to the crowd, “Where do you want it?”

Suggestions were shouted, but there was a clear preference.

“Okay, on my face,” I announced, setting off more shouts.

I told him, smiling and happy, “Go ahead. Come on my face.”

I tilted my head back, mouth open, tongue out.

With an intense look, he supplied the final few strokes to generate a big splash across my forehead. I rubbed it all over my face, then moved closer, taking his cock in my mouth to get every drop.

“Who’s next?” I asked, licking my fingers daintily.

Everyone wanted something as I sat there, dripping cum.

“Okay, let’s do it,” was all I had to say.

Two men helped me down off the bar and carried me over to one of the couches where they placed me on my back. A line formed to spray me, bukkake style. I coaxed the men by playing with my tits and pussy, displaying every whorish act I could think of while welcoming them to do anything they wanted.

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