Author's note: This is a story of reluctant submission. While there is no noncon, or serious dubcon in this story going forward, there are aspects of cheating some people won't like. My stories are not for everyone, though if you can beleive it I plan on giving this one a happy ending. Reader discretion is advised.
Grace wasn't sure she could handle any other awful surprises. Still, as she turned, Jay surprised her with a kiss, pinning her to the wall with the force of the thing. His tongue forced its way into her mouth with almost no resistance on her part, and they danced there for a long moment until her knees went weak. That was when he finally released her, letting her stagger away with a dazed look on her face.
"I-- Uhm... What was that for?" she asked, brushing some stray hairs behind one ear as she blushed slightly. Kissing had not been part of her plan for today. Sucking and fucking, yes, but kissing. It was one more betrayal, but she couldn't even be mad about it.
"Well, later, you'll taste like dick, so there will be no kissing, but just now, I thought I would let you know how much I appreciate you being here..." Jay answered. He stood there for a moment, like he was going to say something else, but then turned on his heel and walked off without another word.
"I, uhm, you're welcome..." she called after him.
She stood there by herself at the back door for another minute to collect herself, then she put on the black mask and stepped outside to join the other partygoers.
When she walked out the back door and onto the deck, most of the guys didn't even notice, but a few of them did, and a cheer went up from the small group. "Fresh meat!" one of them called out. That made her blush, but surprisingly, it didn't send her running away in fear like she thought she would.
She also didn't run toward the keg like she feared she would. She couldn't. She was driving home. You do this sober or not at all, she told herself. She meant to, too, still, when Steven offered her a joint, she flexed on that a little and took a rather large hit before she handed it back.
It will wear off in a couple of hours, she promised herself.
She told her parents that she wouldn't be home until after ten anyway. Her mother didn't have any problem with that. She just winked at her and told her to be safe. That was par for the course. She really liked Ryan and hoped that the two of them settled down and had half a dozen grandbabies in short order.
No matter how many times she told her that wasn't happening until well after school, though, nothing could shake the older woman's desire for it. This might, Grace decided, as she looked over the crowd and did a little shimmy in her dress to attract some wolf whistles. She told herself she was just waiting to get more eyes on her before the big reveal, but truthfully, she was terrified.
I've never done anything less safe, she reminded herself as she felt the eyes of more than a dozen boys from her school devouring her. That was what finally pushed her over the edge. In a teasing way that she hoped was seductive, she slid one shoulder strap off and then the other, covering her breasts with her hands even as the flimsy cloth fell away, denying them the view they'd all been hoping for.
There was a quick cheer followed by a groan. When she turned around and bent to retrieve it, showing off her ass for everyone, there were a few more vulgar compliments shouted toward her. Still, when she rose again, her dress covered her tits once more, leading to a few shouts of "Cock tease!" and a promise that she'd pay if she didn't show them what they wanted to see.
Of course, Grace did exactly that next. After she'd folded up her dress and put it with her purse on a table near the door, with her heart in her throat, she turned and showed all of them her nearly naked body. It was a moment that was as terrifying as it was powerful, and she basked in the feeling of wide eyes and lewd compliments.
Every one of these men is going to use me, she thought to herself, feeling the magnitude of those words, even as she felt the weed starting to dull her fears around the edges. All of them are going to cum on me or in me.
A shiver went through her at that moment, but that didn't stop her from taking Thomas's hand when he held it out to her and eased her down into the lower patio, where all the fucking was taking place. "Alright, everyone, be sure to thank our mystery beauty for paying us a visit and joining us in today's festivities. She mentioned to me at the door that actions mean more to her than words, so the best way you can thank her is by stretching her open and filling her up with hot, thick loads."
Grace might have commented on that, but words failed her then. Even if they hadn't, though, she wouldn't have been heard over the sound of all the jeers and the wet, meaty sounds of sex that were taking place so close by her.
Grace had never seen another person fuck before in real life, and she found it very difficult not to stare. Hands had already started to roam her ass and her breasts, cautiously feeling her, but that just told her what she already knew. She was just a piece of meat here, like the women that were already getting fucking into oblivion.
As the seconds ticked by, more and more hands joined the first brave few. Soon, every exposed part of her body was being stroked, groped, or pinched, but still, she didn't fight it. She basked in it. She felt like a whore and a goddess simultaneously, as her desire soon burned as brightly as any of the men around her.
Her panties protected her pussy, but only for a moment. Once the first thick fingers slipped beneath her waistband and found out how wet she was, they were pulled down immediately. Soon, she was being guided down toward the mat where the other women, eighteen- and nineteen-year-olds she went to school with, were already being used roughly.
"Have fun with her boys," Jay called out from the balcony. "You can fuck any hole you want except her ass. That one's one cherry I ain't popped yet. I'm saving it for a special occasion, but feel free to stretch out her pussy as much as you want. It's tight enough that it's barely been used."
A wave of outrage passed through Grace then, but she was being forced to her knees, so she said nothing. At least, that's what she wanted to believe the reason was. Really, it was because she couldn't figure out if she was angry that he planned to fuck her in the ass or if it was because he wasn't the one that was about to fuck her.
Truthfully, she didn't know who it was. It was hard to figure these things out when she was surrounded by men, and most of them had their dicks out. Her last glimpse of Jay was sitting on an easy chair with a drink in one hand and his phone in the other while he recorded the scene with his feet kicked up on the balcony rail. Then Dalton Bremerson from her homeroom whipped out his thick cock and shoved it in her face.
