Ivey Wals Home

Ivey walked hurriedly home, clenching her bag tightly in her hand and staring directly forward. She knew walking alone this late was dangerous, but the high of the wine and weed had given her a false sense of bravery, and the cost of them had made her not want to pay for an Uber. She was only fifteen minutes from home. But as she rounded the corner tensed in apprehension. There were a group of about ten men on the street corner up ahead. They were drinking and smoking and she could hear the slightly too loud to prove they owned this street laughter and chatter already. Before she could make it barely a few steps down the street they shouted at her, "Hey sexy, how much for a suck?" She flushed red immediately and stared directly at the ground as she walked even faster.

The men were now all looking at her and as she got closer she felt their intense stares stripping her clothes. Why did she wear her "fuck me" skirt she groaned internally. "Oi, I asked you a question." Suddenly one of the men was in front of her, stepping sideways to block her as she tried to pass him. "We just want to be friendly, have a drink with us?" She meekly shook her head,

"I'm meeting a friend," she lied. The man shook his head and stepped even closer to her. He was heavy set, in his thirties and she could smell the lager on his breath.

"Aren't we your friends?" He chuckled and his hand moved to his crotch and stroked the slight bulge. As Ivey glanced at his movement he grabbed her chin with his other hand, "I'm not allowed to look at a pretty little thing like you but you can perv on my cock? If you wanted to see it you could have just asked." He tightened his grip on her and she whimpered. She noticed the men had encircled her and one had his phone under her skirt snapping photos. The leader was now fondling her lips, she couldn't move her head in his grip. Ivey was frozen in tipsy fear as he licked his lips and slowly undid his fly. Another man pulled her skirt up around her waist and slapped her bum so hard she yelped. and the leader forced a finger into her mouth. "That's a good girl," he said in a low voice, "isn't she a good sucker?" He grabbed her hand and put it in his boxers. His cock was fat and sweaty, and Ivey tried to pull away but he held her wrist so tightly it stung and made her rub her hand on him.

The man behind was now groping and squeezing her ass, while a few others had pulled her tits out of her top and yet another was pulling her panties down. As the cold outside air reached her cunt she shivered, but moments later a warm finger grabbed it and despite herself she groaned at the touch and contrast of heat. The leader noticed and smirked, pushing his finger deeper into her mouth and bringing her hand to his balls. Ivey was horrified to feel herself getting wet as the man expertly toyed with her and found her clit. The leader pulled his finger from her mouth and she was ashamed as spit dripped down her chin. He took a hold of her hair and pushed her head down. Almost without resistance Ivey dropped to her knees. The leaders cock was suddenly in front of her, it was even thicker than it had felt and Ivey kept stroking the balls under his guidance as he pulled her head forward. His cock pressed against her wet lips and slowly entered her mouth.

The leader moaned and thrust his hips forward into Ivey's mouth and she gagged. Only once before had she had a cock in her mouth and it hadn't been a good experience. This cock was smaller and not as thick, but the man's careless thrusts still filled her throat. Two fingers were now in her cunt and another man was relentlessly pinching and twisting her nipples. With a sudden shame she realised her wrist was released but she was still cupping and fondling the leaders balls. She immediately let go but before she could push against him her hands were taken to two other cocks and she was made to stroke them.

The two cocks she was holding were both smaller than the leaders -- one black and one white. These men were older again, at least forty and the grins on their faces as Ivey gagged and jerked them sickened her. But worse was happening behind her. A cock was being pushed inaccurately against her bum, crudely grinding against her and leaving precum across her inner thigh. The man occasionally reached her cunt or asshole but he didn't make it in. This was too much for Ivey and she spat angrily around the cock, "Nommph, please I mm I'll suck you mmgh just don't fuck me." The leader looked down and chuckled, pushing his cock even further into her throat and making her retch,

"Shut up slut, you suck nicely but you're ours now." She grunted and flailed in protest but the leader now savagely pushed her down his cock until her nose reached his belly. Ivey felt herself gag and panicked more but he just settled his cock deeper and deeper into her throat until she felt puke uncontrollably flood her mouth. She coughed and gagged around his cock and he moaned even louder, "That's it lovely, show me how badly you want to only suck us all." He thrust twice more and she felt his cock pulse and throb as strings of cum squirted down her throat. The feeling made her puke again and wet strings dripped from her mouth to her tits and what was left of her outfit. The leader was roughly jerking in her mouth and he came for what felt like minutes. Ivey had no choice but to swallow the cum and puke mixture. He finally slowed and pulled his cock from her mouth and Ivey gasped and collapsed forward.

She caught herself before she fell but the man behind her pushed her onto her stomach, nearly hitting her head on the ground, and mounted her. He spoke now, "Good blowjob bitch, but it's my turn now." Ivey felt the rough tarmac and turned her head to the side to avoid grazing it. Of course, the black cock she'd been jerking appeared and she found herself sucking his balls. The man behind was sitting on her thighs and spread her asscheeks, now with a better angle and visibility he easily found her embarrassingly wet cunt and Ivey could only moan into balls as he split her open. His cock easily filled her and yet again she burned with shame at how wet she was, and how much wetter she was getting.

The man was fucking her hard and between the rough ground and his careless pounding her masochistic streak was getting what it needed. In glimpses past the cock and balls she was now sucking she could see the rest of the men gathered around her, all stroking their cocks and waiting their turn. The man fucking her had barely been in for two minutes when he grunted and thrust his load inside her. Ivey nearly sobbed as his cum flooded her but before it could register another man took his place. Each man used her cunt slightly differently, and after a while she noticed that some of the cocks being pushed into her mouth tasted of her cunt, she was getting them hard to rape her again.

After at least five fucks and as many blowjobs, she was rolled onto her back. The view was horrifying--more than a dozen men now, all rock hard and staring at her exposed body. Below her a man old enough to be her grandfather was rutting at her cunt and she knew another cock would fill her mouth soon. But one face among the men stood out: Isiah. Isiah, her rapist. He had forced his cock into her mouth, her first and until now only blowjob. His cock was bigger than any she'd been raped by now, and he surely recognised her. As she stared at him in horror he made eye contact and she saw the sadistic recognition in his eye. She tried desperately to look away as the man using her pulled out, grunted, and sprayed cum across her cunt and stomach. Isiah smiled and slowly stroked his cock, waiting his turn.