Clara, a young girl, is a waitress in a bar. She is slim, pretty, and good-tempered. She is at home on her day off when her phone rings. She sees the caller's name and lights up.

"Hello? Hey, Jake, what's up? Sure, what's on your mind? What? Break up? Why?!! Some space? You're sorry? That's all you have to say? After six months of dating, you dump me over the phone?!! Someone better? Like who? Like that blonde cheerleader you flirted with in high school?!! No, I'm not paranoid! I'm not stupid either! I know what you're doing. You're cheating on me. You're a liar and an idiot!"

She throws her phone on the sofa and growls, "I'm going to make you regret what you lost!" and collapses near the phone, crying.

Ten minutes later, she stands up and wipes away her tears. With grim determination, she repeats: "I'll make you regret it!", takes off all her clothes, pulls her most revealing dress over her naked body, grabs a portable video camera from the shelf, and rushes outside.

It is a hot summer day outside, but Clara feels hotter than the asphalt under her bare feet, and her mood is blacker than her soles.

***

She bursts into her bar like a little fury. It is crowded, cozy, and familiar as usual. A blues is playing, and big TV screens are silently showing some soccer game. People have beers and have conversations. Clara relaxes a little as she sees many familiar faces. Some of them smile and wave at her, a little confused because they have never seen her so angry or so exposed.

"Hi, Clara," the bartender raises his eyebrows. "What happened? It's not your shift today."

"I know," she sighs, "but something terrible happened. My boyfriend just dumped me!"

Clutching the video camera, she walks to the center of the pub and raises her voice.

"Hey guys! Listen up! I have an announcement. My boyfriend just dumped me!"

The pub falls silent. People look at her with sympathy and curiosity, then begin to murmur. "Who, Jake? That's terrible! What a jerk! He doesn't deserve you, girl!"

"Thank you for your support, but I don't need your pity," Clara continues. "I need revenge! I will make him jealous! I will show him that I don't need him either. I will make him regret it! I will show him that I can have fun with other men!"

She raises the video camera.

"I need your help, guys! Let's make a video he'll never forget! Who wants to get starred with me?"

The pub falls silent for a moment, then bursts into applause, cheers, and laughter. "That's the spirit! You are the coolest, girl! Finish him off! I'm with you! Me too! And me! Just tell us what to do in the frame!"

Clara grins mischievously and hands the camera to a tall, smiling black woman at the next table. "You know how to work this thing, sis? Great! Just keep me in the frame and alternate between full-body and face close-ups. I want him to see every detail!"

"You got it, sista," the black woman points at the camera. "Three, two, one. Rolling!"

Clara resolutely goes to the bar, embraces a bearded man drinking his beer, and kisses him on the lips. Surprised by the speed of the action, he manages to return the kiss. He smells of beer and tobacco, and she likes that smell. She puts her foot on the barstool, and the hem of her dress slides down, exposing her whole long leg and revealing that she has no underwear.

Another man presses against her back, grabbing her buttocks. She purrs, closes her eyes, and leans against him. Then she gives the first man another kiss and unzips his pants, exposing his powerful cock. Accompanied by whistles and shouts of "Wow! Bravo!" from the audience, Clara quickly kneels before him. Her dress remains in the hands of the man behind her. He pulls it up over her head, leaving her completely naked. The man and Clara exchange uncertain glances, and then she grins and nods enthusiastically. He tosses her dress over the counter while she returns to the cock in front of her.

She sucks like a professional (she actually has a lot of experience), deep and fast so that the man quickly reaches his climax. Clara smiles at the camera, cum dripping from her lips (the camerawoman gives her a thumbs up), and turns to the second man.

After he finishes too, Clara stands up, stretches, exposing all her private details to the camera, and lies down on the table, face up. "Now, everyone, it's a free night! Come on!" And a man pushes his cock into her pussy. At first, Clara is playing on the cam, moaning loudly, squeezing her breasts, and moving her hips, but very soon she does not need to pretend anymore as she gets extremely horny from the big strong cock pumping her.

As soon as the first man cums in her, a second takes his place, then a third... Clara moans and screams during her first orgasm, then a second... When the fourth man comes to her, the cum is already running down from her pussy between her buttocks, so he presses the tip of his cock to her anus and looks at her. "Welcome..." Clara breathes out and he starts fucking her ass.

From that point on, it's all straightforward. The men take turns on all of Clara's holes. From time to time one of them gives her a sip of beer to clear her throat. In the middle of the action, the black camerawoman gets so horny herself that she passes the camera to other hands and lies down on a nearby table. Soon they are both moaning and being fucked by men and sometimes women.

After a while, the action is over. Clara looks into the camera, gives a finger, grins, and says: "Look, Jake, what you lost forever!" And the shot stops.

Clara slowly stands up, her legs shaking. The whole bar cheers and welcomes her loudly. Someone hands her a pitcher of beer and she drinks it in three big gulps. "Wow, what a mess we made..." she says, looking at the puddles of cum on the two tables and the floor below. "Wait, Barbie," she says to today's waitress, "I'll help you clean up now."

So she quickly washes up in the restroom, then comes back and cleans everything up. Then she gets dressed.

"Uh... do you need a day off after this?" Barbara asks her.

"We could swap shifts."

"Why? Oh, no!" Clara laughs and hugs Barbara. "I feel better than ever. I'll work my shift tomorrow, no problem."

Barbara blushes. "You were so hot... I almost want to do the same after you... Maybe tomorrow..."

"No, no, girls!" the bartender turns in. "It was a fantastic performance, thanks, Clara, but they will revoke our license if you start doing this regularly. But if you are interested..." he looks under the bar, "here are business cards for a good sex club nearby. You can get as wild as you dare."

"Oh, thank you!"

"Sure, give me one too..."

"Hey, we want some too!" someone shouts, and soon the pack of business cards disappears into the hands of the visitors.

Clara waves goodbye and leaves, followed by a chorus of admiration.

At home she quickly watches the recording, it's an almost perfect recording of the amateur gangbang, no editing needed, so she uploads it to the top three porn sites, titling it "Hey, Jake, look what you've lost!" Then she grins, sends the links to Jake, and blocks him everywhere.

She is no longer interested in that jerk.

***

The next night she leaves the pub after her shift. This time she is dressed more formally and decently, though still barefoot and without underwear. "Hey, Clara!" she hears and turns around.

There are the two bearded men who got the first blowjobs yesterday.

She smiles, hugs, and kisses them. "Oh guys, you were fantastic! Thank you!"

"Those were our words," laughs the first man.

"That you were just amazing!"

"Just unforgettable!" adds the second.

"So we have a proposition for you..."

"Yes?" Clara is already excited.

"We are roommates..."

"You two?"

"Three, actually. The third one is also a good man, you'd like him."

"And we thought you would be a perfect woman to live with us and have lots of sex with the three of us. If you want to, of course. Do you?"

"Wow..." Clara thinks for a moment, then giggles. "Let's try it out for a week! And then we'll decide."

"Fair enough." - "Deal!"

And she goes with them.

After a week, she moves in with them.