Part 2
Double boned isn't double fun
I woke up sore as sin. And had no idea how many horny guys screwed me that night. But I remember getting fucked in my pussy and ass at the same time.
And my Fitbit read five miles. Shit, I'd fucked five miles of hard dick!
Then I noticed some guy in my bed. He climbed up, rubbing his prick on my pussy. I made him bring me coffee first. I'd always fuck for coffee.
After the morning screw, I walked around the passed out guys, trying to find my clothes. I found a football jersey, slipped it on, and called my mom for a ride.
As soon as I got in the car Mom yelled, "Ginger, where are your clothes and shoes? And young lady, are you even wearing a bra or panties?" I shook my head.
"Dammit Ginger, sex is more than Stick goes in Hole."
"No mom it's... Stick goes in HoleโStick fucks HoleโThen Stick tells the other Sticks, that Hole is a Whore."
I laughed. "Then all the Sticks fuck my Hole!" Mom threw me out of the car.
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For the next few days, my pussy was sore as fuck! My tits had hickeys, and my throat ached. So did my fucking ass. OUCH! Who in the fuck reamed out my asshole!?
Slowly I recalled Anton bending me over during my double-boning. BUT it was Dwayne and his foot-long dong who really reamed me out. Shit.
At college, everyone saw the cell video and thought I was the campus slut. Maybe I was, but I had plenty of competition from the fucking cheerleaders. Literally.
All the guys wanted to date me. But with my reputation, they weren't really datesโthey were hook-ups. I was like the high school slut who had her name and number written in every men's toilet stall.
"For a Good Time call Ginger." That was me, Good Time Ginger.
I became an easy lay. No date. No dinner. Just drop-your-panties-and-fuck. And I got screwed daily. Sometimes two guys at once. Not a gangbang, just the normal, pussy and ass double-boning.
I had so many cocks in me I felt like a gas station urinal.