Spanking Parties – part 2

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Spanking Parties – part 2A gooey loud fart escaped my ass hole when Peter had removed his rod from my body. I could feel his cum oozing out of me. I moved as gingerly as I could to get up and walked briskly to the dormitory bathroom. I held my ass cheeks together with my hands as fluids were running down my legs. I tippy-toed in the hallway naked. I plunged down and excavated the remnants with thundering fart sounds. I wiped the back of my legs while I relieved myself. I felt tired and weak. One of my legs shook uncontrollably as I recalled what I just had done……..”I had just let a guy cum in my ass and I didn’t even know his last name!” I had thrown caution to the wind and as crazy as it sounded…. I liked it ….a little too much.When I scampered back to my dorm room. Peter was fully dressed and he was packing up his camera. I had hoped he would stay but it was not going to happen. My whole body was aching but nothing compared to my ass. It hurt to bend over and standing on my toes seemed to lessen the pain. Peter confessed what I had been thinking, “I can’t believe you just let me bareback you!” His tone was one of nervous excitement….. I could only blush. He gave me a small business shaped card. It was the address of the spanking party and time. I had been approved! As Peter left he warned me that I wasn’t to tell anyone about it. He also said to take strong pain medication since the parties could get a little rough. Not knowing how to leave me, we shook hands and he vanished down the stairwell quickly. I grabbed a towel and hobbled to the showers. I took a very long hot shower, dried off and fell onto my bed already half asleep.I awoke the next day and barely made it down for lunch. My whole body was stiff with pain. I moved like a much older person and eased myself down slowly just to sit. While physically I moved at a snail’s pace, my mind was racing. I had my last final coming up and the spanking party was that evening afterwards. The only kicker was the dormitory would be closed and I knew there was no way I could drive for hours after the spanking party. I thought about my options and concluded that I’d try and steal a key from the RA on the second floor. Her name was Rita. We were somewhat friends, meaning we had hung out in groups before but never just the two of us. Rita was a short, stocky, busty, little blonde who happened to be quite a competitive athlete. She had played several sports in highschool but in college she was doing intermural sports. We had won sand volleyball and a softball tournament together. I found her very attractive but she didn’t see me that way. She liked taller more beefier men. I had tried a pathetic attempt to ask her out without actually asking and failed. Rita was kind enough to turn me down gently but she did seem to enjoy the attempt. She had a boyfriend now and he had already gone back home for break. I knocked on her open door softly…Rita was packing up some stuff to take home. I walked in awkwardly and asked what was going on….even though it was obvious. Rita looked stressed and a little put off with my unexpected presence. She kept moving around as I attempted some small talk. It felt like an eternity as I looked at her nice thick ass in those jeans bent over stuffing too many clothes into an already fully packed suitcase. Rita broke me out of trance and asked me if I’d grab her huge bag of laundry and carry to her car for her. She grabbed the suitcase and another bag in her hands as we headed into the elevator. In the elevator, we talked about out plans for break. She had her ataşehir escort car keys and the building key on the same ring wrapped around her pinky finger. As we were about to step out into the lobby, I quickly suggested she hand me her keys since her hands were full. Rita didn’t even think about it and gave me the keys. I followed her out into the parking lot. Fortunately, it was a long walk to her car. I fumbled around on her key chain and was able to remove the key just before we got to her car. I unlocked her trunk and threw her laundry in. I helped Rita put the large suitcase in the back seat. I handed Rita her keys. I bunched them up and put them into her hand. I was very anxious. She stared at me and I couldn’t look at her cute face too long. Then Rita asked ,” You alright? Do you have something to say?” My mind was racing, I was starting to sweat ….did she know?? I knew I had to get her off the keys…so I said something very inappropriate to her. “You want to burn off some stress?”Rita slapped me across the face. She hit me hard and fast. Her face got red and steam was coming out of her ears. I was just as shocked by my stupid revelation. I turned and walked away…..Rita just stood by her car. I walk quickly to the lobby elevator and hit the button profusely… The doors opened, I stepped in, the doors were about to close…then Rita’s hand appeared between them. Her chest was heaving, her face was flush and pale, her blue eyes were larger than normal. Straight faced she confronted me, “did you really mean that?” Before I could answer Rita spoke, “That was very inappropriate.” I felt ashamed. “You know I have a boyfriend.” I was feeling worse. I looked down. Rita stepped right in front of me…since she was a good five inches shorter than me ….she looked up at me. “Why now? Why didn’t you ask sooner?”A questioning look appeared on my face. I was about to say something but Rita was too quick.She said in tears, “I liked you from the first time we met but you didn’t see me the way I saw you. I thought you only saw me as a friend. When you did ask me out…..kind of…I told you that you weren’t my type. That was me just playing hard to get. Why didn’t you pursue?” Tears were running down her chubby little cheeks. Rita looked so cute. She let me wipe the tears from her face with both my hands gently touching her. Rita was about to tell me something when the elevator dinged on her floor. I thought we might kiss.Rita shook her head and pushed off of me and said “No!” The doors shut and that was how it ended. I could of probably gotten the keys from Rita if I had just asked but I was a jackass!Fast forward to me finishing my last final. I felt relief to just be done with it….even though I totally bombed it. I packed up my stuff and loaded my car just in case I couldn’t get back to my dorm room. I shaved my body, took fifteen ibuprofen, and injected my ass with an enema. The address was within walking distance from the campus parking garage so I walked there a little after 7:30. I admit that when I got there, I almost chickened out but found myself ringing the doorbell. I wasn’t expecting so many people there. What was more shocking…was there were a few women there too! I was hoping to see Peter but was ushered inside by a Matt. He escorted me back to a bedroom at the back of the house. He unlocked the door with a key and we walked inside. There were two other boys, around my age, one was wearing just a jock, the other was completely nude. Matt said hastily,”Strip, the show is about to start!” He left and locked escort ataşehir the door.I took off my clothes. The fully naked boy seemed to be experienced, he was strutting a little. The other boy, looked as nervous as I felt. He had he hands over his cock area. I felt to do the same. I was about to ask if either had done anything like this before when the door opened. We were rushed out into a large room where eleven men and three women were sitting around fully clothed. I looked for Peter but didn’t see him anywhere. The three of us stood in front of a large window. Some of the men where shouting extremely vulgar things. I was thinking I had made a huge mistake….Matt had us do a small modeling session. We took turns walking back and forth in front of the increasingly heated mob. A guy walked up to the boy in a jock and cut them off him and threw them away. The boy looked as if he would cry. I was extremely nervous, I’m sure my body was shaking but seeing him struggle to keep it together actually made me realize I best keep my mouth shut. Then the bidding began on the confident boy, his long thick cock was erect and he seemed to enjoy the fanatical bidding for him. Once it had finished, a man and I’m assuming his wife had won. The man paid Matt and his wife took hold of the boy’s cock and led them away to another room in the house. A few men followed them. Then it was the scared boy, not me, the bidding was less intense and much less was bid. He was taken away by a man and one other. Then it was my turn. Except the room was quiet. There would be no bidding. Instead, this older man ….guessing late fifties told me to follow him downstairs. I followed him down into this poorly lit room with a single lightbulb was hanging. There was a carpet square I had to stand on. He told me to stick out my hands and cuffed them in steel. Then he chained me to a wall. I faced the wall with my front in the darkness. I heard the wisp of a small whip. I started tensing up. The whip just kept wispping around. I’m sure he saw my ass cheeks clinched tightly. A set of footsteps came down the stairs. It sounded like a woman but it was a very thin man. He was the most shredded man I’d ever seen! He had no fat on his entire body. He had no hair on his body like me. His cock was dangling long between his legs. Even soft his was much longer than my short thick cock. He began touching me all over. He quickly discovered my erect nipples. I jumped and quivered by his touching me. This seemed to stimulate him more. He kissed my abdomen, he sucked my nipple while playing with my balls. He bit down hard on my nipple…..then *crack!* A hard stiff strike across both my ass cheeks. I yelped loudly and jumped high. I was completely taken off guard. The man touching my rubbed my backside. I clinched my cheeks, it tickled and stung. *Swat, swat* two softer strikes this time. The man moved around me and was looking up at me while he cupped my balls and pulled my cock outwards. I was getting hard. The sound was almost as terrifying as the strike. My left ass cheek was throbbing from the intense belt blow it had just taken. Tears filled my eyes, I fought back an uncontrollably sob. My body jerked away. “Keep your ass in the light boy!” Boomed from the older man. “You’re ass is my property now!” This statement struck fear and an odd exhilaration feeling in me. My body felt a warm surge. I was staying hard and the thin man was now sucking on me. When he stopped, I’d get one or two licks on my backside. It was pain and extasy. The strikes would get my blood boiling ataşehir escort bayan but this thin man would touch me softly, kiss me on my body, and rub himself up against me to cool me off. Even though the thin man was putting his long thick rod on me, I still felt the seering pain on my ass. I had tears running down my face and I couldn’t control that but outside of my yelps after ever hit….I remained quiet. I focused on the thin man’s thick log. It was so huge! The older man moved to hand strikes. He’d rub my ass, grab, and spank me hard. The thin man noticed my focus and moved away from me. The hand strikes were increasingly harder. The older man started telling what a bad boy I was. This got me erect! He uncuffed me and had me bend over his knees. He spanked me over and over. I fell into his game and told him all the bad things I had done. The thin man was now on a couch rubbing himself. Two other men were on the couch with their cocks out slowly playing with themselves. The audience, the roleplaying, the spanking, the masturbation was overloading my senses. I was really getting into it. Then I shouted out …”Fuck me!”The old man stopped spanking me. He pushed me off his legs. I lay there at his feet. I attempted to unzip his pants but he stopped me quickly. He smiled at me weakly and said that he couldn’t do that. The thin man with the long thick uncut cock came over. He doing his meat in my face and offered me a taste. My mouth could barely wrap around his girth. I began thinking he might tear my ass apart if he fucked me. The older man went upstairs, the thin man got behind me as I was on all fours. Three men and two women came down. They watched as I bent over, face down on the carpet square, reaching back and pulling my ass open just so the thin man could stuff his enormous sausage into me. He pushed really hard. I pulled myself apart as much as I thought I could. My hole stretched. It felt like he was pushing up into my throat from behind. I thought he was a good way inside me……I was wrong.It became a struggle as I moved away from the thin man’s thrusts. He grabbed my skinny hips so hard, his fingertips would be imprinted on me for two weeks. My ass up wasn’t working. The couch pillows were used to flip me over, legs up and apart as the thin man bore a newly formed tunnel inside me. My terrified screams as he inched deeper in me only excited the crowd more and the thin man. He smiled at me. His pleasure was my pain. He maneuvered more of himself into my man pussy. Another man came over and pinned my shoulders so I couldn’t slide away from the thin man. He slapped my sweaty face with his cock and balls. Another guy stood over to one side and secreted cum droplets on my body. Another man on the other side jerked me off as the thin man tortured my ass burrowing deeper, harder, and faster. The pain was extreme. I felt I was going to pass out. My breathing erratic. Sweating profusely. My legs were up on the thin man’s shoulders as he leaned over me more. Pushing straight down inside my pale, frail body. I was about to black out. I had screamed myself hoarse and only a weak little cries was the best I could do. A huge cheer from the crowd as the thin man had reached his max depth. The full strokes in and out continued. My legs had gone numb. My ass was on fire. The pain had exceeded my limits. I lost consciousness.I awoke on the couch. A woman held an ice pack on my head . My torso was covered with a towel. A mixture of dried cum and sweat covered my lower abdomen and chest. The woman smiled and seemed vaguely familiar. I don’t know if I blacked out again or fell asleep. When I came to. My cock was fully erect, the towel was no longer covered. The woman who had the ice pack was rubbing my little cock in her strong chubby fingers. She saw me and just smiled ….rubbing my cock.

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