Jodie had been horny for days. She needed to cum, and not by herself. She needed cock - in her mouth, in her ass, in her screaming pussy. The five-foot-two blonde eighteen-year-old had had a regular diet of cum and cunt for months since school ended, and this dry spell sucked. She had texted her BFF Jess who was busy with her stupid sister's birthday.
"Sorry, J! Love one on one with toys and tongues but can't get out. I'm leaving in two days! Tomorrow?"
Jodie sighed in frustration. "Not yr fault, J. I know. I leave tomorrow afternoon! Can't go to nursing school without a decent fuck." A flame emoji followed a sweaty face emoji. "You know how I get!"
Jessica laughed on the other end of the text. Indeed, she did know how Jodie got. She was the biggest slut nympho Jessica had ever known and for their small Wisconsin town, that was saying a lot. She herself had just been fucked by one of her boyfriend's three hours ago. But she would never tell Jodie that. She went on to text: "Trevor? Always down 4 it. And his cock is gorge!"
Jodie had already thought about Trevor. He was her go to FWB, and did have a gorgeous eight-inch cock, but was out of town with his parents tonight.
Despondent, the horny teen clicked off her phone.
On top of those two dead ends, her parents had insisted on early bed so the five-hour drive to college would be "drama free" as her Daddy put it; his sexist way of avoiding saying he hated girly emotions. Jodie loved him yet hated how he still treated her like a child. She was eighteen and had been "dating" for over a year now. He knew she was not a virgin (a word she hated as it was a male construct). Yet he would have a heart attack if he knew she had had multiple sexual partners both male and female.
He would also be mortified to know she had no idea how many! She, however, loved that.
Mom was not so unaware. She had taken Jodie for birth control years ago. She had brought her condoms. She had even walked in on her with two guys once and rather than interrupt and confront, she winked at Jodie and backed out quietly. Mom rocked.
Jodie had orgasmed today. Her trusty two-headed buzzy friend had made sure of that. But it was not enough. She needed wet hot skin, and thrusting, and fluids. Moans and screams and nails on backs. She needed to be used and hard! And she needed cum in her holes!
It was now past eleven, and Mom and Dad were in bed. Jodie's room was over the garage and allowed her a perfect sneaking out pathway: across the roof to the gutter and a short three-foot drop to the garbage can. She had done it dozens of times, often for this very thing: to meet partners for outdoor fucks.
A lightbulb went off and she sprung up! A quick text and she would have her night! Paul was not her first choice. He was thin and his cock was thin. But he was close and reliable. It helped he had a huge crush on Jodie and knew everybody in their graduating class!
A text: "Fuck now park."
In less than ten seconds, a text back, "Solo or many?"
"As many as you can get." A thumbs up followed and Jodie's already wet pussy gushed some.
She was soon in a tank top and booty shorts. No underwear needed. Her C-cup tits were snug and excited. Her ass was round and tight in the shorts. Her hair was up and out of the way. No tie casual walking shoes on and she was ready. She dropped her phone in her cleavage and slipped herself out the window. A quick climb and three minutes later she was jogging the two blocks down the open field behind her house toward the park.
The August weather this Wisconsin night was just right. Not too hot to be uncomfortable but not too cool that nudity would be a drag. Not that that ever stopped her before. Her mind went to the famous ski orgy she and three of her girlfriends had last November with those older men. It had been her first real "daddy" fuck and she loved that it was in the snow in a pine forest.
When she arrived at the picnic pavilion near the baseball field she went for the light box on the west end. Dennis, the thirty-something grounds dude had given her the passcode in exchange for a quick doggy fuck and a promise to watch her next blow bang. She tapped it in, and the pavilion was plunged into a soft shadowy darkness, amber streams from the parking lot lights a hundred yards away bouncing off the stone walls.
She walked over to the fire pit and pickled up a loose stone. Behind it a large Ziploc Mom used for vacation packing was holding a blanket, a bottle of lube and a towel. She arranged the items on the nearest picnic table and her eyes and nose flared. The towel had not been cleaned after her last party ten days ago and it was raw! She chuckled at the memory of the bukkake she had received and smiled at how much worse the thing would feel after tonight.
She took off her shoes, lowered her tight shorts, and pulled her top up and off. Now naked, she sat on the table top, her toes on the bench, her knees spread, and her fingers lubing her hot asshole. Her other hand was pulling on her clit, and she was moments away from a glorious amuse cooch when a voice stopped her.
"Started without us, as usual!" Tall, brown-haired Paul was there, stripping his tee shirt off. Three other male bodies were just behind him. In her sex stupor, Jodie could not make out the faces. The lack of light didn't help.
A tall, muscular body stepped around to her right, and there was the BBC of Jerod, a lineman for the football team and Jodie's first non-white fuck. He was dropping his pants as he approached.
"Now that's what I'm talking about, slut. Get on that thing!"
Jodie laughed! "Oh, god I'm so glad you - mmmFF!" Her mouth was instantly full of deliciousness, and she was over the moon happy. Finally, a cock! She slurped and stroked it, working toward her first throat gag of the night. Jerod groaned and grabbed her head. That was it! She shook and shuddered as her body wracked with pleasure. She nearly lost Jerod's dick as she gasped around it for air!
"Fuck Jerod, " a fully naked Paul mock protested, "I wanted the first one!" He was now at Jodie's front and took her ankles in hand. They were soon on his shoulders, and his Slim Jim was plunging into her spicy meat without mercy! He knew this pussy well; Jodie had been her first. In fact, hers was the first hand to ever touch his dick that wasn't his own.
She pulled her mouth off Jerod's cock, still stroking her saliva and his precum up and down. She grabbed the back of Paul's neck and yanked him toward her, her own feet now touching her ears. "Fuck me, Paulie - Fuck me hard! Give me that cum!" She almost yelled the last as she nearly bit his mouth in a passionate sex snarl.
Jerod was closer now, and she spun her head roughly as he shoved down her throat. She did indeed gag and she laughed and gurgled out saliva by the pint. It dripped all over her smashed tits and the blanket below.
It was now a race to see which load would arrive first. True to form, Jerod's boner bloated and blew. The nineteen-year-old grunted loudly as he held her head tight, his eight inches blocking her airway. The load was enormous as he hadn't cum in three days. Jodie was wide-eyed, tears flowing freely. He pulled her back and filled her mouth. When he was finished, the fuck doll's mouth fell open and cum ran out and down her neck. This was not her first nasty BJ. She smiled and licked some off her chin before breathily saying, "Thanks Big J!" Her body was shaking with Paul's hard thrusts.
The tall kid's bounty was moments away! "I, am, gonna, fill, that Pussy! FUUUck!" He stiffened and stood back; his hips locked in. Jodie's feet were out in the air, her body shaking again as old reliable Paul pumped her full. Finally, her cunt runneth over. She was in the zone now. Two down and dozens more to go. She was surprised when Paul pulled out and someone had hold of her ankles.
The two others were naked as well and ready for their number to be called. Jodie recognized Carlos from her PE class, The short wrestler was cute as hell and had fucked her friend Jessica in the bathroom at Prom; along with four of his friends. "A train for the queen" as it turned out! Jodie had set it up as a present for her BFF being crowned. She had even helped clean up by eating three cream pies. Her poor dress was nearly ruined, but she didn't care.
Carlos and a guy she didn't recognize were turning her by her feet until she was parallel to the length of the table. Carlos was between her legs in a flash and was inside her sloppy pussy before even saying hello. She loved it.
The new guy was at her head and was positioning her to hang off. A proper throat fuck in order.
She was grasping an impressive grower with red pubic hair when Paul chimed in. "This is my cousin, Mac. He's visiting from Ohio. He's twenty-three. Enjoy!"
Jodie smiled a "hey" between grunts from Carlos' aggressive plunges, "Nice to meet - fuhhh! - you, Mac. Fuck my face, baby!"
The handsome, quiet young man smiled a sexy smile and pushed forward. His impressive pole had an upturn and Jodie truly gagged trying to get it in her throat. This was going to be a challenge.
Not idle, Jerod had sat down at the picnic table for a meal. His mouth was on one of the luscious tits wobbling about this slutty marvel. The first suck made him moan and Jodie to arch up, pressing her flesh into his mouth. The whole time he was stroking his cock to prepare for round two - he would have that ass, the only Jodie hole he had not visited.
Meanwhile, Carlos was driving his short but super fat cock into Jodie's aching aperture with firm slow drives. Each time his pubis hit her vulva, she shook from the harshness. Poor Jerod popped off her nipple several times from the severity of the slamming. Carlos was nearing his destination like a bulldozer rather than a Camaro. He loved this tight little blonde's suburban delight, yet could not wait to have her suck him off. He hoped she was as good as her slut prom queen BFF.
Mac was in heaven. His girlfriend in Canton was a good cocksucker but this Wisconsin girl? She was in a class of sexperts the likes he had only read about on Lush Stories or seen on Pornhub. He had always laughed at his cousin's stories of orgies and gangbangs in his town. Very similar to the classic "I have a girlfriend, but she lives in Canada" tale so many boys had told for the last several decades. Guess he was wrong to doubt.
With each pullback, Jodie was sucking and running her tongue around his shaft, making it grow bigger than it ever had.
As he watched Carlos near his climactic bombing, he could not help but imagine dumping a load in that well-stretched cunt. He had no idea the night was just beginning.
Carlos was close. He was grunting louder as he sped up his spear. Jodie felt the change and pulled off of Mac in order to issue instructions!
"On my face, Carlos! Paint me, baby, cover me with spunk!" The mere thought of it sent her back to Climaxville, population two. Her head went back, her mouth open in pure bliss, and Mac seized the moment and shoved his cock back in taking her breath. Carlos pulled out, grabbed his shaft and while jerking, climbed up so he was over the center of attention. With a string of Spanish cursing, he blasted his batter all over Jodie's tits and neck. Hot white splatters were everywhere! She squirmed away from Mac's thrusts, and gasping red-faced, lifted herself up just in time to get several royal rips of Carlos’ semen. It landed on eyes, nose, lips and forehead. It was hot and heavy and hearty.
A little landed on Jerod's arm as he had not pulled away fast enough. He scooped it up with a finger and tossed it in her open mouth.
Mac was almost there but was a bit concerned for Jodie. She was obviously in good shape, but she was petite, and her mouth was really straining around his cock. He looked to his cousin, and Paul read his mind. He smiled around his phone as he recorded the entire bang while stroking his thin thing.
“She can take it, Mac. She loves it! Give her a good gagging and just see how much you cum!”
Mac nodded, and with both hands on her head, he fucked forward, the outline of his fat dick seen on her throat. Paul was right, this new energy sent Jodie into a frenzy. She was sucking him in with her tongue sticking out. His balls were hitting her forehead with wet slaps. The sound was sexy and nasty, and it sent her once again into an orgasm.
This one shook less, but felt more intense. It was a burner that spread over her like she was a dry field in July. It also helped put another cock over the edge. The vibrations in her body resonated most fully in her throat. The sensation was out of this world, and Mac pulled back to pump his spunk into her puffed-out mouth.
“FUUUCK! God – Amazing! Nghhh! Holy fuck, take it all, Jodie! It’s not stopping!”
Jodie took what she could, swallowing what she wanted. The rest spewed out like she was spitting up a gallon of milk. It was everywhere; on her, the table, and Mac’s balls and thighs.
“Goddamn, girl. You are a nasty beast!” Jerod was up and ready now, stepping between her open, not yet exhausted, legs.
“Fuck yes, I am,” the gold-medal blonde sex fiend breathed, more of Mac’s delicious cum drooling out of her mouth. She sat up and turned back smiling, her entire face and much of her hair now dripping with young fertile fuel. She smiled at Mac and pulled his head to her. She was inches away and he felt a bit intimidated by the fire he saw in her lust-filled, cum-covered eyes. “That was yummy, Cousin Mac.” She shocked him by kissing him fully open-mouthed and shoving some of his own cum into his mouth.
He grunted, eyes wide, but soon acquiesced as the flavor and texture was not the turn-off he expected. It was the first time he had tasted semen, and as they made out, he wondered why he had waited.
Jodie pulled back and winked, Mac’s essence forming little droplets on her long eyelashes. She reached up and swiped it off and licked her fingers. “Good thing I didn’t wear any mascara!” The boys all laughed with her.
“Okay, Miss Freak, time to get some Jerod love.” The larger teen was rotating the young blonde around so she would be on all fours. “I hope you lubed, baby, because this ass is mine!”
Jodie moaned and dropped her dripping head to look between her legs. Jerod’s pulser was heading for her hole, and she was shaking in anticipation. Paul’s voice stopped the coupling.
“Hold up, J. How about we make this hotty airtight? I know she loves it, don’t you Jode?!”
His phone was inches from her slutty face, and she laughed. “Let’s do it. Carlos, pussy, Paul, mouth!” Her orders were sharp and obeyed with a flash.
She lifted up and the hot Latino laid down, his fat pecker ready for round two. She lowered herself and was surprised to find Paul guiding the brown round to her splayed and dripping tunnel. Soon she was on him to the root and grinding with ecstatic joy. Carlos had latched onto her left nipple and was suckling like she was his mama.
Jerod had stepped forward and held her grinding hip tight. She knew to wait. She also knew how to move to get him into her asshole without too much trouble. This was not her first DP by a long shot. Jerod pushed forward and his head easily slipped past her sphincter. He groaned loudly as the carnal delight and watched with fascination as this perfect little pink butt took him to the base.