Just after I turned sixteen, I set up a get-together with several of my guy friends. I wanted some party favors for it since it was going to be a ritual group, outside event on the back of my dad’s property, right by the fishing dam. I had a girlfriend who knew a guy she could get stuff from, and she mentioned he’d give her a break on the price if she sucked his cock. I figured, hell, I’d suck his dick for free favors!

We hopped on our bikes and met him at a park just outside of town. After my friend introduced me, so he knew I was okay, he was more than happy to give me a bag in exchange for the favor. The three of us walked down a path and found a spot off the trail where we wouldn’t be seen.

I knelt down on the ground, and he pulled out his black cock, holding it up in front of my face. I took a second to really look at it—it was pretty big. My friend stayed nearby to keep a lookout, watching me work my magic on her supplier as I leaned in and took him into my mouth.

He slowly grew longer and harder the more I sucked. I kept working his cock, trying to take as much as I could into my mouth. At sixteen, I still had to be careful; I was still learning how to work a cock deep into my throat without gagging like crazy. With each passing minute, I managed to take a little more of him. Because of his size, I couldn't get him all the way down, but I was getting a lot of it.

We were about fifteen minutes into the blowjob, and I was honestly starting to wonder if he was ever going to cum. Then, out of the blue, he stood up on his toes. I felt him go rock hard in my mouth as he reached down and grabbed the back of my head.

He pulled me on tight, holding me there as he started to pump a massive load into my mouth. I remember thinking, holy shit, how much can this guy shoot! It felt like it was never going to end.

When he was finally finished shooting that massive load, he didn't let go of my head right away. "You better swallow it," he said, before finally releasing his grip.

I pulled back, though I hadn't had any intention of spitting it anyway. I swallowed it all in one big gulp and then opened my mouth wide to show him it was completely gone.

"God damn, white girl," he said, looking down at me. "You really know how to suck some mutha fucking dick."

I wiped my mouth and looked up at him. "We all have to be good at something," I told him.

We walked back to the parking area, he gave me the shrooms, and we went our separate ways. Two days later, the party out back was amazing, but that story is for another day.

A few weeks later, I wanted some other favors, so I sent him a text and asked if he could help me out with what I was looking for. He told me he had some of the stuff and could get the rest. We set up a time for me to drive into the city and pick it up from him.

The next afternoon, I drove into the city and found the house where I was supposed to meet him. I texted him to let him know I was there, and he texted back telling me to just come inside and that he’d be waiting. I went into the house as he said. It was him and a few other guys hanging out, and the whole place stunk of weed.

He told me I could have the same deal as before, but he wanted more than just a blowjob this time since I was getting so many different things.

"Um, okay," I said. "Where do you want to go to do this?"

"We can do it right here," he told me.

I looked around at the other guys. "Are they going to leave or what?"

"No," he said, leaning back. "They can watch. Doesn't bother me."

He stood up from the couch and pulled down his shorts, stepping right in front of me as I knelt on the floor. Before I could even reach for him, he told me to take off my shirt and bra. I didn't hesitate; I just pulled them off and tossed them onto the chair behind me.

A couple of the other guys started making comments about my boobs as I took his cock into my mouth and went to work. Just like before, he slowly grew hard as I worked him as deep as I could take.

As I was focused on him, one of the other guys walked over. He didn't just watch; he started playing with my boobs and tugging on my nipples. That was the moment the light went on in my head—this was definitely about to turn into something more than just a quick trade.

As I continued to suck the dealer's cock, the other guy's hands were everywhere. He was reaching into the back of my shorts, then the front, groping anything he could get his hands on.

After about ten minutes of working on the first guy, he told me to get up and drop my shorts. He had me get onto the couch where he’d been sitting, positioning me on my hands and knees facing away from him. Moving in behind me, he rubbed the head of his cock over and then through my pussy lips before he began to push inside.

It took all of thirty seconds for the guy who had been groping me to get undressed and take up his position right in front of me. He rubbed his cock against my face until I opened up, and I began sucking him just as the other guy settled into a rhythm behind me. The spitroasting had officially begun.

The two of them went at me for a while, keeping a steady rhythm. At one point, the guy behind me wiggled a thumb inside my ass—they call it "the shocker" for a reason, and it definitely got my attention. After a good bit of that, he asked if I would take him in my ass. It wasn't exactly what I had in mind when I showed up, but I told him, "Sure, I can do that if you have lube and go slow."

"Alright," he said, standing up and heading down the hallway, his cock swinging back and forth. The guy I had been sucking didn't waste any time; he moved behind me, slid into my pussy, and got about ten good pumps in before the first guy returned carrying a gigantic bottle of lube.

"Jesus," I muttered, eyeing the size of the bottle.

The guy who had been behind me had me move so he could lie down on the couch, wanting me to get on top of him. I could feel the other guys in the room watching us like we were the main event—which, at this point, I clearly was. I threw one leg up on the couch, positioned myself, and slid down onto his cock. Once I was settled and leaning forward, a glob of cold lube hit me between the cheeks, followed by a finger working its way into my ass. He waited for a second before adding a second finger, twisting them back and forth to open me up.

After about thirty seconds, he pulled his fingers out, and I felt the head of his cock press against me. He started to push, and I actually opened up pretty quickly. With one mighty thrust, he slid all the way in.

"OHHH FUCCCKKK," I let out, the air leaving my lungs.

The two of them began to pump at a steady pace. I looked over at the three guys still sitting in the room; they hadn't moved an inch, just taking it all in. We went at it for a fair amount of time until the guy in my ass buried himself deep and unloaded. As soon as he slipped out, the guy under me decided he wanted a turn in my ass, too.

With a quick adjustment, he mounted me from the rear and rammed himself in, causing me to snap a few choice words at him. One of the guys watching suddenly spoke up, telling him to "knock that shit off." The guy behind me barked something back, but the observer wasn't having it. He stood up, walked over, and it looked like a fight was about to break out right there.

The guy who walked over told the one fucking me to get the fuck out of the house. There was a brief protest, but he lost the argument and ended up grabbing his clothes and leaving the house bitching.

"Sorry about that," the guy said to me. "He’s always an asshole. I don't know why we let him hang around here anymore." He asked if I was okay, and I told him I was fine. "You want to keep going with us, or...?"

"I hadn't intended to be in a gangbang when I came here," I said, "but since you got rid of that guy, I can take care of you."

He told me he’d be right back and disappeared down the hall. Meanwhile, the other two guys came over, asked my name, and started undressing. I knelt on the floor again, taking turns going back and forth, sucking one and then the other. A few minutes later, the guy who had kicked the asshole out returned. He suggested we move to his bedroom to get out of the living room.

The bedroom was a mess, which was no surprise. I got on the bed and continued taking turns on the two guys' cocks. We rearranged until I was back on my hands and knees, getting roasted again. They had me spin around a couple of times before one of them asked about the DP again. I just nodded. When one of them lay down, I climbed up and slid onto him.

Again, a glob of lube hit my cheeks, followed shortly by the other guy’s cock pressing against my asshole. I let out a groan and held on for the ride. The guy whose room we were in was standing off to the side, fully undressed now. I had to do a double-take at what was hanging between his legs.

I looked at him, my eyes wide. "How many people have you clubbed to death with that thing?" I asked. It was huge, and it wasn’t even hard yet.

"He gets a lot bigger," the guy under me muttered, his voice strained. "That’s why we’re going now—to help open you up before he gets to you."

Dear lord, I thought to myself.

The guy with the "club" moved up onto the bed next to me. I reached over, my fingers wrapping around him, and the sheer weight of it was staggering. I started to stroke him slowly as he shifted closer, my eyes fixed on just how much skin there was to cover. I leaned in and opened my mouth, taking in as much of the head as I could manage. I couldn't get far, but I did what I could while the other two continued to bang away at me.

I liked what I was feeling—the rhythm from the two behind and below me, combined with the massive cock in my hand. My breathing was getting heavier with every thrust, and I could feel myself nearing an orgasm. I shifted my focus to mostly stroking him, my grip tightening as the tension in my body started to build.

It wasn’t long before my body shook, a very nice orgasm ripping through me. "Fuck yeah," I breathed out, the sensation washing over me as the two of them kept at it for a while longer. The guy fucking my ass finally shot his load, followed shortly by the guy in my pussy.

When they were both finished, I rolled off of them and lay on the bed, trying to catch my breath. The two guys climbed off the mattress, glancing at the guy with the giant cock.

"We'll come back later," one of them joked, "if he doesn't split you in two!"

I watched them leave the room, then looked back at the guy still sitting there with that massive club. I gave him a small smile, my heart still hammering against my ribs.

"How do you want me?" I asked him.

"How about you just lay back and spread those legs wide," he said.

Without saying a word, I flopped onto my back, raising my knees and opening as wide as I could. He took his cock in his hand, positioned the head, and began to apply steady pressure. As he started making his way inside of me, it became hard to even breathe. The stretch was unreal. Every inch that forced its way in had me right on the edge of tapping out.

After a bit, he was buried so deep that the head of his cock was firm against my wall, pressing hard against my cervix. He laid his chest flat against mine, letting his full weight bear down on me. His hips started to rock, pumping that massive cock in and out of my stretched vagina.

I wrapped my arms around him, my fingers dragging across his skin as he kept up the rhythm. I tried not to be too loud, but I couldn't help the whimpers and moans that escaped me with every thrust.

We stayed like that for a long time. Along with an incredibly large cock, his stamina was just as big. I remember thinking at one point about how bruised my insides were going to be after this was over, but he just continued punishing my pussy with those incredible thrusts.

Out of the blue, he moved off the top of me and told me to get up on my hands and knees. He moved in behind me, burying his cock into my pussy again, and began to bang away. I tried to position myself so he wouldn't hit the bottom as hard as he had been, but once in a while, one of those thrusts would still hit deep, causing me to let out a sharp yip.

The sound of his hips slapping against me, my whimpers filled the messy bedroom, and I could feel how tight I was stretched around his cock.

His pace began to pick up, each thrust more punishing than the last, jarring my entire body. He kept pounding into me, going faster and faster, until he finally buried his cock deep and stayed there. I could feel him shooting rope after rope of his black seed inside of me, filling me up completely.

When he was finally done, he collapsed onto my back, his weight forcing me flat against the mattress. His cock stayed inside me for a few more minutes while we both came down from the high. Finally, he rolled off, and I just stayed exactly where I was.

I lay there trying to catch my breath, feeling the ache and the slickness, wondering if my pussy would ever actually be the same again.

As I lay there trying to collect myself, I caught a glimpse of the clock. Damn. I needed to get moving or I was going to be late getting supper started for my father.

I told the guy I had to head out, but I made sure to let him know that was one of the most incredible and scary things I had ever experienced.

"Most girls won't come back after what you and I just did," he said, watching me. "I hope I wasn't too hard on you."

"It wasn't that you were too hard on me," I countered, "it's that your cock is HUGE. God damn!"

He gave me a look. "So, am I safe to assume you don't want to do this again?"

I looked him straight in the eyes. "I can say with one hundred percent certainty that I want to experience that again."

We walked out into the living room, and I started pulling my clothes back on. One of the other guys asked me what I thought about everything that had just gone down. I didn't say a word—I just smiled, finished getting dressed, and picked up my bag. I walked out to my vehicle feeling a lot different than when I had arrived.