Bang Gang

Lorraine was riding Jimmy O, her big fucking tits bouncing around as he thrust up into her asshole. She had a vibe against her clit, and he was jamming his fingers in her cunt, stretching her over his knuckles.

Jesus fucking Christ.

A couple of other women I recognised from the garage. Mary Roberts, who’d dropped her car in three times this last month for stupid shit, and her neighbour Donna who kept flashing me slutty looks in the village shop. They giggled and spread their legs, pussies fucking glistening.

I knew before Lorraine said it. I just fucking knew.

“They’re waiting for your gorgeous dick, Trent,” she said. “Be a good boy and give it to them good and hard, won’t you?”

I stepped backwards. “Where’s Jodie?”

She pulled herself from Jimmy’s cock with a squelch, and the prick looked at me like a fucking dullard, not the faintest fucking clue what was going down here.

I saw Buck look my way, but waved him to carry on, no point this shit turning into a bigger fucking mess than it was already.

Lorraine came over, swinging her naked hips like a wanton fucking whore.

“Jodie’s not coming, Trent. Do you really think I’d let her come to a fucking Bang Gang? If she was here I wouldn’t get a look in. I told her it was cancelled. You can relax now.” She ran her hand up my chest. I took her wrist, held it still.

“No,” I said. “I’m not fucking playing.”

“I can pay well. I’ll pay whatever you want. One final blowout. What harm would it do?”

“No,” I said. “No fucking way. We’re done.”

She giggled, pretended to be drunk, and I saw all the empty bottles around the place. Seven-fifteen start my fucking ass.

Hugh shot his load all over Debbie’s slutty face, and she groaned and grunted, flicked her clit as she licked it up.

Mandy was squealing like a pig. Stretch me! Oh fucking stretch me! Make me fucking take it!

I could hear the noise her cunt was making all the way across the fucking room.

Petey pulled from her ass and slid into her pussy alongside Buck, and I cringed. Lorraine hadn’t been teaching him that fucking well.

She raised an eyebrow. “Lad’s coming along, isn’t he? Remember how wet behind the ears you were when you first came to my door?”

“Shut up,” I said. “Just shut the fuck up, Lorraine.”

She pulled a face. “Don’t pretend you didn’t love it, Trent. Remember when I made you eat my cunt all night long? Remember when I kept you on edge for five hours straight? Remember how hard you came?” She squeezed my dick through my jeans, grabbed hard. “You remember that, Darren, I know you do.”

I stepped away from her but she followed. “Fuck off,” I said. “I mean it. I was here for Jodie.”

“Does she know how dirty I made you? Does she know all the filthy things we did together, you and me?” She laughed. “Does she know how you made me gush all over your cock, drench you and lick it all up again? Does she know how rough you got? Does she know you’ve still got scars from my nails, Darren? Has she seen them?”

I made my way to the door, my eyes burning hers, not fucking trusting her enough to turn my back.

She cupped her big tits, starting tweaking her nipples. “Does she know you let me tie you up? Does she know what I did to you?”

“Stop,” I said. “I fucking mean it.”

“Does she know how you loved my tongue up your ass? Does she, Trent?”

“Just shut the fuck up!”

“Does she know how you cried like a baby in my arms?”

“You’re a bitch,” I said. “A scheming fucking bitch.”

She beckoned the girls up from the floor. “Take him.” She laughed. “This is what you’ve been waiting for, ladies, he’s only being coy.”

Two giggling drunks leapt into action, and Lorraine rushed me before I could brush them off. She caught me off balance and jammed me into the wall, her hands on my belt before I could stop her.

I pushed Mary off me, but Donna was already laughing in my ear, her tits pressing against me. Her hands were under my t-shirt, she giggled as she tried to pull it off me.

I heard Buck’s voice. “Eh, Lorraine. Knock it fucking off, yeah?”

I felt a flash of humiliation, like I needed the guys to get me out of this fucking shit. I pushed Donna away, but Mary was back, she took up what Donna started and her mouth was on my skin, licking up my belly. It made my skin crawl.

“Stop,” I said. “Just fucking stop it.”

I pushed her away, but Lorraine dug her nails into my wrist. My eyes were fucking fierce, it took everything I had not to give her a backhander right across her filthy fucking mouth.