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No Holes Barred

Hannah loses a bet.
It all started at Dean Hudson’s eighteenth birthday party. He was in the year above me at school and was the kind of guy all the girls fawned over. I guess he was quite attractive with his deep blue eyes, thick dark hair and athlete’s physique. Anyway, it was his party and as he was a popular guy, most of the school had turned up to celebrate with him.

I was quite flattered that he’d taken an interest in me as we played cards and drank beer long after everyone else had gone home. There were four of us left; Dean, myself, and two of his football team buddies, Ross and Elliot. We were playing poker on the deck in his backyard and it was dark, the only light coming from the windows of the house. I was losing pretty badly, mainly because I was spending most of my efforts flirting with Dean, my eyes flicking from his eyes to his sexy mouth each time he spoke.

All too soon I was out of money. We were all quite drunk by this point so the next thing Dean said didn’t shock me quite as much as it should have.

“So, Hannah, I’ll loan you a hundred but if you lose it, then you have to fuck one of us. While the other two watch.”

I stared at him, “What do you mean? Which one?”

“Any one. You choose.” he held up his hands, “But only if you’re up for it.”

“Okay,” I said a little breathlessly. “It’s a deal.”

“Cool.” Dean grinned at his friends, who, truth be told didn’t look as shocked as I would have expected. I wondered if they’d done this kind of thing before and if they’d been planning it. They definitely seemed to be in their element.

As luck would have it, I lost the money and it was only then that realisation struck. I’d practically hired myself out for the sake of a hundred pounds! Dean watched me with his cool blue eyes, anticipating my next move.

“So who do you pick?” he asked with a grin. “’Cause I’ll be pissed if it’s not me, you know.”

I stood up, “Look this was a stupid deal. I’ll get you the money by tomorrow okay? Then we’ll forget all about this and we’ll be square.”

Dean’s strong hand wrapped around my ankle as I made to walk off. “Nice try Hannah but a deal’s a deal. Now you can take your time deciding but by Friday I wanna know which one of us it’s gonna be, okay?”

He released me and I walked away from them backwards, on shaky legs. Three pairs of eyes watched me; one pair blue, one green and one brown. They all had the same look in them though. That undeniable look of hunger, the kind a lion would get when he’d caught up with the pretty little doe.

I turned and fled.

***

At school that week, I avoided Dean, Ross and Elliot like the plague. Since they were older than me, we didn’t have any classes together and when I saw them in corridors I would swiftly head in the opposite direction. Despite my anxiety though, I couldn’t help thinking of what it would be like to fuck them, each of them and all of them.

Now you can take you time deciding…

Dean’s words mocked me as I would sit at the back of a class thinking (figuratively, of course) which of them I would choose. Dean was my obvious choice but there was something about Elliot that was undeniably alluring too. He had dirty blonde hair and the most intense green eyes, the kind you could gaze at for hours on end. Ross too, was incredibly attractive and not the kind of guy I would ever dream of turning down.

I tried to ignore my carnal thoughts. I wasn’t going to fuck them, not any of them. It had just been a drunken joke, right? As far as I knew, the three of them might have already forgotten all about it. Maybe I was avoiding them for no reason.

I was wrong.

Friday afternoon came and with it, a gym lesson. I got changed with the other girls into my shorts and t-shirt and we headed up to the school fields for a game of hockey. Halfway through the lesson, I came down to use the toilet and it was only when I’d stepped out of the changing room that I came face to face with my worst nightmare.

Dean, Ross, and Elliot were standing outside the men’s locker room. They turned to look at me.

“Well, well, well,” Dean said with a grin, “Look what we have here.”

“Hi…” I said weakly and then all of a sudden I found myself being shouldered into the men’s changing rooms.

“What do you think you’re doing?!”

“Shut up, Hannah.” Dean walked up to me as the other two blocked the door, “Now; choose. Me, Ross, or Elliot.”

I shook my head, “I’m not choosing. I wasn’t thinking properly that night, okay?”

Dean’s mouth stretched into a lazy grin. “You mean you don’t want to fuck us? Not any of us?”

I hesitated for a second too long and a triumphant smirk landed on Dean’s face.

“I knew it,” he said, “Now choose, or I’ll choose for you.”

My eyes flicked from him to Ross and then to Elliot. My tongue came out and wet my lower lip. I chewed on it nervously. Dean. Ross. Elliot. My heart hammered inside my chest. I couldn’t decide.

“I can’t pick.”

Dean laughed, “Wow.” His hand came out and ran through his hair as his deep blue eyes looked into mine. “Then I guess it’ll have to be all three. What do you think?”

I stared at him, and he stared back, almost hypnotically. I thought briefly back to all the fantasies the last week had been fuelled by and then I said the words I never thought I would.

“Okay. All three.”

I reached down, crossed my hands and grasped the hem of my t-shirt, slowly pulling it up and off over my head. I shook my hair out and watched as the three guys gazed at me, their mouths hanging open.

Ross was the first to recover. He walked up behind me and slid his hand down my flat stomach and into my shorts, running his finger between my folds.

"Jesus, Hannah you're soaking wet.”

I ground my pussy against Ross's hand. His touch was turning me on and knowing that he wanted me fuelled my confidence. I reached for Elliot's hand, pulling him closer. Dean sank to his knees in front of me, pulling my tight shorts and panties down and leaning in to flick his tongue at my wet clit.

Parting my legs, he reached behind me to grab on to my firm ass as he placed his entire mouth on my cunt, lapping up my juices. Elliot and Ross both leaned down to take my erect nipples into their mouths. The sucking made me wetter as my body reacted to their attentions. My hand reached down to rub on Ross’ crotch. I could feel him getting hard and I blindly unzipped his pants.

Dean stood up and began to unfasten his trousers as Ross got behind me and licked from my pussy up to my asshole, making me shiver. Dean got his cock out and pressed it to my lips until I opened my mouth and began to suck. I took it deep in my mouth and sucked hard as it slid in and out. Ross's face was buried in my ass, sucking on my clit and I stroked Elliot's hard cock, loving the feel of it. Dean’s cock continued to move forcefully past my soft lips, his hands tangled in my hair as I gazed up at him submissively.

Intense waves of pleasure coursed through my sweating body. I’d never been with more than one man at a time before and having several hands and mouths exploring my body was almost enough to make me orgasm right there and then.

I felt Ross’ mouth detach from my cunt and a cool rush of air replaced it. I wanted to protest, but Dean’s cock was acting as a gag and I could only moan into it. Then I felt Ross behind me, his hands holding onto my hips as he teased my folds with the tip of his erection. Slowly, he manoeuvred the head of his cock into my opening and pushed into my tight wet pussy.

My eyes closed uncontrollably as I moaned into Dean’s cock, loving the sublime feel of being penetrated at both ends. Ross slid in and out of my warm cunt but then all too soon, Dean was pulling out of my mouth.

“What,”

Before I could complete my sentence though, Elliot was in front of me and his hard cock pushed deep into my mouth as he began fucking my throat. My eyes rolled back in my head as I let him use my mouth as he liked. It felt like we were all in some kind of strange rhythm; Elliot and Ross were keeping time – each time Elliot’s cock slipped almost all the way out of my mouth, Ross’ would bury deep into my aching cunt. Dean was standing next to me, one hand groping my tits and playing with my nipples while the other stroked his impressive length.

All of a sudden, Elliot took his dick fully out of my mouth, gripped my hair and walked me over to one of the benches. He sat down, pulling me into his lap and buried himself into my wet cunt. Dean walked up behind me and pulled my ass cheeks apart to reveal my forbidden star.

"What a nice tight little ass," he groaned. 

I moaned as he slipped two fingers into my mouth, coating them with saliva before he rubbed them on my asshole. They felt so alien but so tempting and I pushed back against them as they entered my tight hole. I felt my pussy gush around Elliot’s cock and my eyes closed as Dean fingered my asshole.

Without warning, Elliot stood up from the bench with his dick still buried inside me and moved to lie on the cold floor. I balanced my hands either side of him and he began to fuck me again, moving hard and fast. His reason for the position change soon became apparent as when I opened my eyes, Ross’s hard cock had appeared in front of me.

He thrust his thick cock into my waiting mouth, just as I felt Dean spit against my exposed asshole. His fingers lubricated my tight little star and then the head of his cock began to push in. I moaned loudly as I felt his cock slowly stretch my hole until I seemed to accept it and he slid the full way in.

"Uhhh..." I moaned, my lips still wrapped around Ross’ dick. I squeezed my eyes shut tight, sucking hard on Ross as Dean buried his cock as deep as it would go. All of my craziest fantasies had materialised and I felt like such a filthy whore. I was plugged by three hard cocks, one in my dripping pussy, another in my mouth and the third fucking my tight little ass, splitting me apart. I realised that I loved feeling this way, used, debased and dirty as hell.

Elliot's hands reached up to grope my breasts, tugging hard and mercilessly at my nipples, his palms massaging my flesh. There was always a cock inside me, filling me up and fucking whichever hole until it felt raw and unable to take any more. But still, we pressed on, my moans suffocated by hard, unrelenting cock, all three guys grunting and swearing alternately. Dean’s hand slapped down rhythmically against my flank as he fucked my ass and I could tell his teeth were clenched as he muttered filthy things under his breath.

Ross’ hand pressed to the back of my head, forcing his cock further as it began to pump warm cum down my throat. I forced myself to swallow as he filled my mouth before his dick began to soften. After a few seconds, he let go of me, pulled his cock out and slumped down onto the bench.

At the same time, Elliot’s hands gripped hard to my tits, his cock fucking my pussy hard and fast until he pushed fully in and came powerfully, deep inside me, filling me with his thick white cum.

Dean grabbed a fistful of my hair, pulling me up off the ground and off Elliot’s softening dick. The fresh cum dripped from my gaping pussy, and ran down my legs as Dean, his dick still in my ass, pushed me roughly against the wall. I leaned my hands against it, bending forward and pushing my ass out, presenting it to him.

My fingers moved between my legs, furiously rubbing at my hard clit as he began to fuck my ass again, much harder than before. It felt like he was tearing me apart but all too soon, the pleasure began to flood through my body as I teased my swollen clit, my ass feeling raw and violated. I slid my fingers into my swollen pussy, feeling the slippery cum there and I brought my hand up to my mouth to suck the cum and my own juices off.

Ross and Elliot watched me in awe as I repeated the motion, before my fingers tugged at one of my nipples. I pulled at it hard; twisting it painfully between my fingers, sending sparks of pleasure to my dripping pussy. Ross came beneath me, his mouth covering my small breast, sucking it and biting it while Elliot did the same to the other. I arched my back, pushing my tits further towards them as I reached down to play with my hard clit again.

Dean’s hands gripped tight to my hips as he gave me everything he had, fucking me mercilessly, telling me what a filthy slut I was and how he owned my ass. Just as my orgasm came rushing through my exhausted body, I felt him spurt his load deep into my ass, thrusting in a couple more times as he emptied his balls. Then he pulled out of me, slumping down onto the bench. A moment later, Ross and Elliot’s mouths detached from my sore nipples and they sank down next to him.

Dazed and satiated, I reached for my t-shirt but at that very moment the unthinkable happened. The locker room door swung open and Mr. Taylor and Mr. Kane, the gym teachers walked in. Everybody froze. Mr Taylor’s eyes looked around the room like he couldn’t believe what he was seeing. Three members of the senior football team, with their spent cocks in plain view and me, practically naked, with cum dribbling out of each and every well-fucked hole.

Nobody knew what to say, or even what to do. We all knew we were going to be in the craziest amount of shit. I wondered if I’d be expelled. And then an even scarier thought came to me; imagine if everyone knew the reason I’d been expelled. I had a feeling I would die of embarrassment.

“What the hell are you guys doing?” Mr. Taylor’s voice interrupted my train of thought and it was like he’d flicked a switch to put us all back in action. Ross, Dean, and Elliot began putting themselves back together and I hurriedly pulled my shirt back on. I didn’t dare look at the teachers and neither did the others until Mr. Kane spoke.

“Wait a sec, guys.”

As one, we all turned to look at him. Mr. Taylor stared too. 

Elliot spoke, “We’re real sorry, we just kind of got carried away…”

He trailed off as Mr. Kane held up a hand to silence him.

“You know the lot of you are probably going to get kicked out of school for this, right?”

We squirmed guiltily.

“Only… there could be a way we could stop that…” Mr. Kane said.

Ross, Dean, Elliot, and I stared at him, confused but hopeful. Mr. Taylor looked just as confused and then time seemed to stand still as Mr. Kane reached down to stroke the growing bulge in his shorts, his eyes zeroing in on my still naked pussy.

Mr Taylor’s face broke into a smile. “Good idea,” he said and I could only stare as he unzipped his pants.

Ross, Dean, and Elliot looked at me hopefully.

I backed up against the wall, “Oh, no way! That is not fair!”

Ross sighed, “This is your problem Hannah; you’re way too selfish.”

I glared at him, “Not funny.”

My eyes flicked back to Mr. Kane who had, by this point, kicked off his shorts and was stroking his thick cock to full erection. I felt fresh juices of arousal between my legs, and as much as I wanted to deny it, I was getting turned on. I looked back at Dean.

“Come on Hannah,” he pleaded, “We don’t want to get expelled.”

“Yeah,” Elliot chimed in. “If it was the other way round, we’d do the same. Take one for the team, huh?”

“Really?” I frowned at him, “You’d do the same?”

“Course we would!” they said. “If you were in trouble, we’d do anything to help you out!”

“Good,” Mr. Kane butted in as he reached my side and his hand dipped between my legs. “’Cause Mr. Taylor’s into studs like you, right John?”

“Right,” Mr. Taylor’s pants dropped as he walked towards the guys. “So, which one of you wants to be the first to give me a blowjob?”

My mouth dropped open but before I could speak, Mr. Kane pushed down on my shoulders so I was on my knees and his hard cock slipped past my lips. He began to fuck my mouth but all I could concentrate on was Ross, who was next to us and had dropped to his knees in front of Mr Taylor as Dean and Elliot watched in horror. Mr Taylor was gay and I couldn’t have been happier at the revelation.

That afternoon was the starting point of a year’s worth of gangbangs in that very same locker room. Over the course of the year, Mr Kane and Mr Taylor blackmailed the four of us into the hottest sex I’d ever experienced. Time after time, I would find myself being fucked in all three holes, whilst simultaneously giving hand jobs. Fingers, tongues and cocks would invade each of my orifices and more often than not I’d end up begging for more, like an insatiable whore.

Much to their dismay, Dean, Elliot, and Ross had to fuck Mr. Taylor as many times as he requested which was absolute torture for them.

“Just imagine it’s a girl’s ass,” I would say to them as we headed to the locker room, “Pretend he’s a girl.”

“Yeah,” Dean would say sarcastically, “And I’ll pretend it’s a girl’s cock in my mouth and then in my ass.”

I laughed at them but they always found a way to take it out on me. Generally in incredibly degrading and kinky ways. Not that I minded, I loved every single second.

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