Maggie the Mastcot [Complete] (Patreon)

[Finally finished, all done, not sure if I'm going to continue this, I kind of want to do an ENF or dirty scifi version next what do you guys think? Also do you guys think this book needs chapters?]

Maggie the Mascot by Maggie Hill

Maggie had always been a bit of a risk-taker, but this was on a whole other level. The mere thought of what she was about to do sent shivers down her spine. It was daring, it was dangerous, and it was exactly what she needed.

She stood in the men's locker room at her college, surrounded by the earthy scent of sweaty gym clothes and the sound of distant laughter from the football field outside. Her heart pounded in her chest as she glanced around the room, ensuring that she was alone.

Maggie had always been curious about what went on behind closed doors in the locker rooms of male athletes. She imagined it was a place where masculinity ran wild, where inhibitions were left at the door along with their clothes. She wanted to be a part of it, if only for a moment.

Taking a deep breath, Maggie began to undress. Piece by piece, she shed her clothing until she stood completely naked in the center of the room. Goosebumps prickled her skin as cool air washed over her exposed body.

Next came the blindfold and handcuffs. She had purchased them specifically for this occasion and had spent countless hours practicing with them at home to ensure they would not fail her now.

With one final glance around the empty locker room, Maggie secured the blindfold over her eyes and fastened the handcuffs around her wrists before lying down on one of the benches near the entrance.

As she lay there in complete darkness, Maggie's pulse raced with anticipation. She could practically hear the thudding footsteps of muscular football players echoing through her imagination.

Suddenly, an unexpected surge of fear coursed through her veins. What if someone found her? What if they were angry or disgusted by what she was doing? Panic threatened to consume her as doubts crept into every corner of her mind.

But then she remembered why she was here – to live out a fantasy, to let go of control and surrender herself to the unknown. The fear melted away as desire took its place, and she braced herself for what was to come.

Time passed slowly, the minutes stretching into an eternity as Maggie lay there in the darkness. But just as she was starting to wonder if her plan had been a complete failure, she heard it – the sound of the locker room door swinging open.

Her heart leaped into her throat as she listened to the muffled voices of the football players echoing through the room. They were back from practice, and they had no idea that a naked, blindfolded woman lay waiting for them just a few feet away.

Maggie's body quivered with anticipation as she strained to make out their words. She could hear them joking and laughing, their boisterous energy filling every corner of the room. It was exactly as she had imagined.

Footsteps approached, growing louder and closer until they came to a stop just in front of her bench. Maggie's breath caught in her throat as she felt a rush of cool air waft over her naked body.

"Whoa, what do we have here?" one of the football players said with a low whistle.

"Looks like someone's been waiting for us," another voice chimed in with a hint of mischief.

Maggie's heart thundered in her chest as more footsteps approached. She could sense their eyes on her, drinking in every inch of her exposed body.

"We should probably... uh... get Coach," one of them said hesitantly.

"Nah, he's probably still on his phone," another voice replied dismissively. "Besides, I think our friend here needs some help."

Maggie gasped as she felt strong hands gently running over her bare skin. Fingers traced delicate patterns across her stomach and thighs before coming to rest between her legs, where she was already wet with anticipation.

"Mmm, I think she likes that," one of the football players said with a chuckle. "Mind if I give it a try?"

Without waiting for a response, another set of hands joined in, exploring her body with an eagerness that sent shivers of pleasure down her spine. She felt like putty in their hands, every touch setting her on fire with desire.

More and more hands joined in, caressing and teasing every inch of her naked body. They moved with such speed and precision that Maggie couldn't tell how many men were there or who was touching her where.

She moaned and writhed beneath their touch as they explored every erogenous zone she had to offer. Hands ran through her hair, across her breasts, and down to the sensitive skin between her thighs.

But it wasn't just their hands that touched her – she could feel hot breath on her neck as lips trailed kisses along the curve of her shoulder. Tongues danced across her skin, leaving a trail of heat in their wake.

Overwhelmed by sensation, Maggie surrendered herself completely to the football players' touch. She arched her back and let out a long, low moan as one particularly skilled tongue found its way to her clit and began to flick back and forth in rapid succession.

Her body quivered with pleasure as wave after wave of ecstasy washed over her. It was like nothing she had ever experienced before – so intense, so raw, so utterly uninhibited.

As she teetered on the edge of orgasm, Maggie felt a sudden emptiness between her legs as the tongue on her clit was replaced by something much larger and harder. She gasped in surprise as it slid inside of her without warning.

The football player's cock stretched Maggie's tight pussy to its limits as he thrust deeper and deeper inside of her. She cried out in both pain and pleasure as he filled her completely, overwhelming her with a sensation she had never felt before.

But then she felt it again – another cock pressing against her lips, seeking entrance to her mouth. She eagerly parted her lips and took him in, moaning around his shaft as he fucked her face with a desperate hunger.

Every sense was heightened as Maggie lost herself in the sea of anonymous bodies. She could hear the sound of flesh slapping against flesh, the rhythmic grunts and groans of men on the edge of release.

She could smell their musky scent, a heady mix of sweat and arousal that permeated every inch of the room. And she could taste them – salty and sweet, like a forbidden treat that she couldn't get enough of.

Orgasm washed over her in a violent wave as one football player after another thrust deep inside of her, overwhelming all of her senses until she could no longer tell where one man ended and another began. She was completely lost in the moment, lost in their touch.

Finally, after what felt like an eternity, Maggie felt the hot rush of cum flooding both her pussy and mouth. When she thought she was done as they both pulled out, new cocks took their place just as hard and just as large as the last ones.

And the cavalcade of debauchery continued. Maggie's body was a vessel for pleasure, engorged and ravaged by the relentless sexual energy of the football players. She could no longer keep track of who was doing what, and it didn't matter. All that mattered was the ceaseless onslaught of hands, tongues, and cocks bringing her to one mind-shattering orgasm after another.

Her cries and moans filled the room, blending with the primal grunts and groans of the men as they used her for their own delight. The air was thick with the scent of sex and sweat, an intoxicating cocktail that fueled their unrestrained lust.

Maggie's blindfold had slipped off at some point, but she barely noticed. Her eyes were glazed over with ecstasy as she surrendered herself completely to the unrelenting pleasure. She had become nothing more than a vessel for their desires, a fuck toy in their hands.

Cocks ravaged every hole of her body, pounding into her with an insatiable hunger. They stretched her pussy to its limits, thrusting in and out with a deliciously painful force. Meanwhile, others took turns fucking her mouth relentlessly until tears streamed down her face.

There were moments when she felt overwhelmed; when it felt like too much sensation to bear. But then a strong hand would caress her cheek or squeeze her breast just right, sending a surge of pleasure coursing through her body that erased any doubts or concerns.

And so it went on and on, this whirlwind of carnal bliss that transcended time and space. Maggie had lost all sense of herself; there was only the raw intensity of each moment as it unfolded.

Then suddenly everything stopped. The room fell silent except for heavy breathing; Maggie's breath came in ragged gasps as she tried to make sense of what was happening.

She felt strong hands gripping her hips as she was lifted effortlessly off the bench. The men carried her across the room, their footsteps echoing in the sudden stillness.

Finally, they set her down on what felt like a soft surface. Maggie's mind raced with anticipation as she wondered what they had planned next.

Then she felt it – the cool sensation of oil being poured over her body. It dripped and pooled, making her skin slippery and slick.

Strong hands rubbed and kneaded the oil into every inch of her flesh, massaging away any tension or fatigue. It was pure bliss, this sensual caress that brought her back from the edge of exhaustion.

But then the touch became more focused, more deliberate. The football players' hands moved with an expertise that left no doubt in Maggie's mind – they knew exactly how to please a woman.

Fingers danced across her clit, circling and teasing until she arched her back with a gasp. Others explored the sensitive skin on her inner thighs, leaving a trail of heat in their wake.

And then there were the hands that cupped and squeezed her breasts just right, sending waves of pleasure radiating through her body. She could feel herself getting wetter and wetter with each passing second.

It wasn't long before someone's mouth joined in on the fun, sucking and nibbling at one nipple while a hand continued to massage its twin. Maggie moaned and writhed beneath their touch, completely lost in the moment once again.

But even as their touch drove her closer to orgasm, there was something missing. Maggie couldn't quite put her finger on it until she felt a pair of lips against hers.

The football player kissed her passionately as his fingers worked their magic between her legs.

His tongue swept into her mouth, exploring every corner as he deepened the kiss.

Maggie melted into his embrace as their bodies pressed together; she could feel his hard cock against her stomach, eager and ready.

And then, without breaking the kiss, he positioned himself at her entrance and pushed inside. Maggie gasped into his mouth as he filled her completely, stretching her pussy to its limits.

He began to move with a slow, rhythmic thrust that sent waves of pleasure coursing through her body. His lips never left hers as they fucked in perfect synchronization.

Meanwhile, the other football players continued their ministrations, each one staking their claim on a different part of Maggie's body. She was completely surrounded by their touch, overwhelmed and yet insatiable for more.

Time lost all meaning as they fucked and kissed and caressed. It was pure ecstasy from head to toe, an immersion in pleasure that defied description.

And just when Maggie thought she couldn't take any more, the man fucking her with his deliciously hard cock changed his pace. He thrust faster and deeper until she could feel the pressure building inside of her once again.

Then finally he let go; a low growl escaped from his lips as he came inside of her, his hot cum flooding her pussy. The sensation was enough to push Maggie over the edge; she came with a cry of pure bliss that echoed through the room.

But there was no time to rest; even as she rode out her orgasm, another football player took his place between her legs. He slid into her wet pussy with ease and began to fuck her with an urgency that told Maggie he wouldn't last much longer.

And so, it went on and on until every man had had his turn. By the time they were done with her, Maggie's body was covered in a thin sheen of sweat and cum. She was utterly spent and yet completely satisfied.

The football players gathered around her one last time, she noticed a guy set up his phone and they took a photo with the whole team. She was in the middle covered in cum and sweat her legs held open exposing her fully and she realized for the first time her blindfold was gone and her body wasn't the only thing that was now exposed.

They soon all showered and left, leaving Maggie laying on the bench recovering both mentally and physically. She thought that would be the end of it, not thinking about the picture or that everyone saw her face, until the coach walked out of his office.

Maggie's heart raced as the coach approached her. She sat up on the bench, trying to compose herself and wipe away any remnants of cum that might still be on her body, putting her arms over her body to hide her nakedness. Her mind was a whirlwind of thoughts, wondering what the coach would say or do after witnessing her explicit encounter with the football team.

The coach walked over and whispered in Maggie's ear: "Congrats, you're the new team mascot."

Maggie's eyes widened in surprise. She had expected some kind of punishment or reprimand, not an offer to become a team mascot. She looked at the coach, searching his face for any sign of a joke or deception.

The coach smiled and said, "I'm serious. You've shown incredible dedication to our team tonight, going above and beyond anything we could have asked for. The boys loved having you here, and they think you'd make a great addition as our official team mascot."

Maggie's mind raced as she processed this unexpected turn of events. She never imagined that her wild sexual escapade would lead to such an opportunity. It was both thrilling and terrifying at the same time.

The coach continued, "Of course, being a team mascot is more than just cheering from the sidelines. It requires commitment and professionalism," he reached down his hand slipping under the arm hiding her breasts and began groping one, “You'll be representing our team at all games and events, so it's important to maintain a positive image."

Maggie nodded, understanding the responsibility that came with this role. She knew she would have to put aside any personal feelings or desires while on duty as the team mascot.

The coach added with a mischievous grin, his other hand slipping between her legs "But don't worry; there will still be plenty of perks for you," he said as he began circling her clit.

Maggie's mind began to fog again as she was slowly pleasured, "Enjoy VIP access to all football team activities."

A moan escaped her lips, she was paying attention to his hands rather than his mouth, "As the team mascot, you would have exclusive access to the players and their activities, getting a behind-the-scenes look at the world of football."

He pushed two thick fingers into her, "You'll be joining us for practice sessions, pre-game warm-ups, and team events. It's a unique opportunity to see what it takes to be part of a winning team."

Maggie felt herself quickly building to another orgasm. All she could do was moan and nod, she wasn't sure what she was agreeing to, she just knew what he was doing felt so good.

The coach concluded, pulling his fingers from her, "Get some rest tonight, and I'll see you at our next practice session. Welcome to the team," he pressed his fingers to her lips until she took them into her mouth.

The taste was overwhelming as what had to have been the cum of countless football players mixed inside of her with her own juices. With those words, he pulled his fingers from her mouth with a pop, walked back into his office, leaving Maggie sitting on the bench in a state of awe. She was left frustrated for some reason and completely confused at what had just happened.

She couldn't help but smile as she thought about how her life had taken such an unexpected turn. From a daring attempt to fulfill her darkest fantasy, she had stumbled upon an adventure that would change everything.

The next day after classes went by quickly, she was filled with contradicting and overwhelming emotions of arousal and fear. She was met outside the locker room by the coach, not sure of where she was supposed to go and he took her back in, but this time into his office.

"Ok, first things first, strip," he said with a professional and cold tone, she wasn't sure how to take it.

With a moment of hesitation, she began to undress, removing her shirt and shorts. Blushing she undid her bra, letting it fall to the ground, she wasn't sure why she was suddenly so shy, the man had seen her naked after getting taken by the football team and now was pristine again.

"Wait," he said as she hooked her fingers into her panties about to remove them, when he stood up and walked towards her, "if you don't mind."

He reached forward and hooker his fingers into her panties and slowly pulled them down her legs and off one foot at a time, then putting them into his pocket, "sit on the desk please."

Maggie did as she was told, and he sat in front of her spreading her legs, he scanned over her body in a way that made her blush and feel more exposed than she had ever in her life. He leaned forward and spread her lips wide, and gently pushed a finger inside than brought a boil deep inside of her.

She couldn't conceal the moan as he explored the inside of her pussy with his finger, that felt thicker and longer with each passing second. She gasped and moaned, her eyes closed trying to focus on nothing but the feeling, until it was suddenly pulled out and she heard the sound of a zipper undone.

She opened her eyes to see him sitting back in his chair, his cock out and his eyes burning into her's, "now prove to me how much you want to be here."

Maggie's breath hitched at the coach's command. She felt a surge of arousal rush through her body, obliterating any remaining shyness or hesitation. This was exactly what she had craved ever since that fateful night with the football team. A chance to embrace her deepest desires and prove herself worthy of being their team mascot.

Without a word, Maggie slid off the desk and knelt before the coach, her eyes fixed on his throbbing cock. It stood proudly before her, glistening with pre-cum at the tip. The sight of it sent a jolt of excitement coursing through her veins.

Her hands moved of their own accord, reaching out to grasp his shaft firmly. She could feel its heat and pulsating power in her palm as she stroked him from base to tip. The coach let out a low groan, encouraging her to continue.

Maggie leaned forward, running her tongue along the length of his shaft, savoring the taste of his salty essence. With each lick and kiss, she became more intoxicated by his masculine scent and flavor.

Eager to please him further, she took him into her mouth, inch by delicious inch. The coach moaned in approval as she enveloped him with her warm wetness. Maggie bobbed her head up and down rhythmically, using both hands to stroke the parts of him that couldn't fit inside her mouth.

Her tongue swirled around his sensitive tip as she sucked him eagerly. She lost herself in the act—her only focus was giving him pleasure and proving just how much she wanted to be their team mascot.

The coach's breathing grew heavier and his grip tightened on Maggie's hair as he neared his climax. Sensing this, she redoubled her efforts; taking him deeper into her mouth while fondling his balls with one hand.

It didn't take long for him to reach his peak. With a guttural moan, the coach released his hot, salty seed into Maggie's waiting mouth. She swallowed eagerly, relishing the way he tasted and the way it made her feel—like a submissive and insatiable slut.

As the coach's body relaxed from its state of ecstasy, Maggie withdrew her mouth from him with an audible pop. She looked up at him, her lips glistening with a mix of saliva and cum, a satisfied smile on her face.

The coach smiled back, his eyes filled with a mix of approval and lust. "You certainly know how to please, Maggie," he said in a low, husky voice. "I think you're going to be an excellent addition to the team."

Maggie's heart swelled with pride at his words. Being here, on her knees before the coach and having him acknowledge her talents was everything she had ever wanted. She couldn't wait to see what other surprises awaited her as the team mascot.

Maggie looked at the coach expectantly. "I'm ready for my first official team assignment," she said confidently. 

The coach smirked as he tucked his cock back into his pants and zipped them up. "That's what I like to hear," he replied. "Since you've already proven your dedication in such a... personal way, I think it's time for you to meet the rest of your teammates." 

A rush of excitement tingled through Maggie's body as she realized what the coach was suggesting. She followed his gaze to a framed photo on his desk depicting the entire football team. Each of their faces and bodies were very familiar to her, but she had never seen them all together in one place before.

The coach reached for the photo and handed it to Maggie, saying, "Study this. Memorize every name and face. You'll be spending a lot of time with these boys, both on and off the field." 

Maggie's eyes scanned over the photo, lingering on each player's face, trying to imagine what it would feel like to be intimately acquainted with all of them. She felt a surge of anticipation and couldn't help but wonder where this journey would lead as she prepared herself for the next chapter as the team mascot.

 "And Maggie, early tomorrow morning before classes you'll be meeting with Kim, she'll help you with the mascot costume, I think you'll enjoy it."

If waiting all day today wasn't hard enough, Maggie had no sleep that night, she tossed and turned in bed, her thoughts were nothing but the team taking her and the coach standing there proudly with cum dripping from the tip of his cock. She was a mess when she woke up, but she didn't think Kim would care as she met up with her at the gym.

"You must be Maggie, follow me," she walked to the closet her tone as professional and cold as the coach's had been at the start of their meeting.

"Strip please," again Maggie blushed and got shy, this was the first time in her life that she had stripped in front of another woman so blatantly, "well you can't try on the costume with your clothes on of course silly."

She's right she thought and took off her shirt and jeans and looked at Kim in her underwear.

"The underwear too, have to make sure it fits right and those will get in the way," Kim stretched out her hand towards her.

Maggie blushed deeper and removed her underwear and without thinking handed them over to her. Kim took her clothes and walked into the back of the closet and came back with the Knight's costume, like she had seen in so many games.

"Here it is, but first," she held out a small egg with an antenna attached to it, "let's make this fun."

Maggie's eyes widened as she looked at the small egg in Kim's hand. She recognized it immediately. It was a remote-controlled vibrator. A rush of excitement coursed through her body, replacing any residual shyness or nervousness she felt from being naked in front of Kim.

"Turn around and bend over," Kim commanded, her voice laced with authority.

Maggie obeyed without question, feeling a surge of submissive arousal at Kim's commanding tone. She presented herself, placing her hands on her knees and arching her back to give Kim full access to her most intimate parts.

She heard a soft click as the vibrator was turned on, followed by a gentle buzzing sound that sent shivers down her spine. Then, without warning, the tip of the vibrator pressed against her folds, parting them and slipping inside.

Maggie gasped at the sudden intrusion, feeling the cool smoothness of the vibrator as it nestled snugly within her warm wetness. She couldn't help but moan softly as it filled her, awakening a delicious ache between her thighs.

Kim's hand gripped Maggie's hip firmly as she slowly pushed the vibrator deeper, eliciting another moan from Maggie's lips. She kept pushing until the entire length of the vibrator was buried inside Maggie's tight heat.

Maggie squirmed with pleasure, feeling wonderfully stretched and full with the vibrator pulsating inside her. Every movement caused it to shift slightly, brushing against all the right places and sending waves of ecstasy through her body.

Kim stepped back and admired her handiwork. Maggie's ass was on full display, flushed pink with desire and glistening with a thin sheen of moisture. The knight costume lay forgotten on the floor; they were both too consumed by their newfound desires to care about anything else in that moment.

"You look so fucking sexy like this," Kim said huskily, drinking in the sight of Maggie's exposed and vulnerable form. "I could use that remote to make you come right here, but I have something else in mind. Put on the costume."

Maggie reached for the knight's costume, which consisted of a black Zenati suit and the pieces of the armor made out of foam, struggling slightly with the task of dressing herself while the vibrator hummed insistently inside her. The sensation was distracting, making it hard to focus on anything other than the building need between her legs.

Once she managed to get dressed, with the soft, tight suit against her sensitive skin and the knight's foam armor covering her body, Maggie couldn't help but revel in how erotic it felt. The cool air teased her bare skin where the pieces ended just above her thighs, and under her breasts heightening her awareness of every touch and movement.

"Now helmet up and walk out to the field and do some jumps," Kim instructed, a mischievous glint in her eyes as she held up the helmet and the remote control for the vibrator. "I want to make sure it doesn't ride up on you."

Maggie blushed at the thought of what would happen as soon as she started jumping around with a vibrator buried deep inside her. But she couldn't deny that she was eager for Kim's teasing touch through the remote control.

She walked slowly at first, feeling a pleasant weight pulling at her core with each step. Then she picked up the pace and began jumping, relishing in how it made her body jiggle and bounce ever so slightly. She imagined what a tantalizing sight it must be for Kim who was undoubtedly watching every move.

As she jumped higher and higher, lost in a whirlwind of delicious sensations and forbidden desires, Maggie suddenly felt an intense surge of pleasure radiating from her center. It was as if all the teasing touches and whispered promises from before were culminating into one glorious moment.

She gasped as a powerful orgasm washed over her like a tidal wave, making her knees buckle momentarily before she regained her balance. The knight's costume swirled around her as she rode the waves of ecstasy, the fabric caressing her sensitive skin and heightening every sensation.

Through it all, Kim stood at a distance, her eyes fixed on Maggie's figure as it contorted with pleasure. She held the remote control with a firm grip, relishing in the control she had over Maggie's pleasure. It was intoxicating to see how easily she could reduce Maggie to a quivering mess with just the press of a button.

When Maggie finally came down from her orgasmic high and caught her breath, she looked at Kim with a mixture of awe and desire. She couldn't remember ever feeling so alive or so connected to someone before.

"Come here," Kim said, her voice soft but commanding. "I think we're both in need of some mutual satisfaction."

Maggie dropped the helmet on the ground and practically ran towards Kim, eager to be close to her and to explore this newfound connection further. There was an undeniable chemistry between them, one that transcended friendship or lust. It was a meeting of like-minded souls who had found each other in the unlikeliest of circumstances.

As they came together in a passionate embrace, their lips met in a searing kiss that left no doubt about their intentions. They were hungry for each other, fueled by a potent combination of desire and curiosity.

Kim's hands roamed over Maggie's body possessively, tracing the contours of her hips and squeezing her ass under the knight's armor. Maggie moaned into Kim's mouth, reveling in the way their bodies fit together so perfectly.

With one swift motion, grabbed her hand and pulled her back into the empty gym. Kim pulled at the armor taking the top off and pulling the suit down to her waist, baring her breasts. The cool air kissed her hardened nipples as Kim leaned down to take one into her mouth, sucking and nibbling on it until it stood proudly at attention.

Maggie tangled her fingers in Kim's hair, pulling her closer and urging her on with soft moans of pleasure. She could feel the heat pooling between her thighs again, aching for Kim's touch and eager to return the favor.

With a shared understanding, they both sank to their knees on the gym floor, facing each other in a mirror image of submission and desire. Maggie's hands fumbled with the straps of Kim's sports bra, desperate to free her luscious breasts from their confines.

Once she succeeded, Maggie wasted no time in capturing one of Kim's nipples between her lips, tugging on it gently with her teeth before soothing the sting with her tongue. Kim let out a low growl of approval, encouraging Maggie to explore further.

Her hands trailed down Kim's toned stomach and slipped beneath the waistband of her leggings, marveling at how wet and ready she already was. Maggie couldn't resist teasing herself as well; feeling how soaked she was through the fabric only intensified her growing need for release.

Without any pretense or hesitation, Maggie pushed Kim's leggings and panties down in one swift motion until they pooled around her ankles. The sight before her was mesmerizing—a perfect blend of strength and vulnerability that begged to be worshipped.

Kim spread her legs willingly, exposing herself fully to Maggie's hungry gaze. Her smooth-shaven mound glistened with arousal; a sweet invitation that was impossible for Maggie to resist. She leaned forward, inhaling Kim's intoxicating scent as she pressed soft kisses along the inside of her thighs.

Maggie could feel the anticipation building as she drew closer to Kim's center, trailing feather-light touches along the sensitive skin near her inner labia. It was maddeningly slow torture for both of them but also an undeniable testament to their growing trust and connection.

When Maggie finally made contact with Kim's swollen clit, she flicked it gently with the tip of her tongue, earning a delicious gasp in response. Encouraged by this, she delved deeper, parting Kim's folds with her fingers and exploring the slick wetness within.

Kim's hips bucked instinctively at the first touch of Maggie's tongue on her sensitive bud. She moaned loudly, not caring who might hear them in that moment of pure uninhibited pleasure. All that mattered was the overwhelming need to be taken to the edge and beyond by Maggie's skilled mouth.

As Maggie continued to devour Kim with relentless enthusiasm, she felt her own need for release reaching its peak. The vibrator inside her was a constant reminder of the unfulfilled desire that burned within, urging her to seek completion and surrender fully to this intoxicating dance of pleasure and power.

With a sudden burst of confidence, Maggie pulled away from Kim and stood up, looking into her eyes with a mix of determination and need. She dropped the rest of the foam armor and peeled off the suit tossing it in a pile. Reaching down she pulled the vibrator out slowly, savoring every inch as it left her body with a tantalizing pop.

"Fuck me," Maggie whispered hoarsely, coating the vibrator with her juices before offering it to Kim like an offering. "Make me come for you."

Kim accepted the vibrator eagerly; its smooth surface still warm from being nestled between Maggie's thighs. She placed it at her own lips and tasted Maggie for the first time, licking it clean as Maggie laid on the ground in front of her, legs spread, ready and waiting.

Kim looked down at Maggie, her heart racing with a heady mix of desire and power. The roles had shifted, and now it was her turn to take the lead, to show Maggie just how good she could make her feel. And she knew exactly where to start.

Leaning forward, Kim captured one of Maggie's nipples between her lips, sucking and nibbling on it with a hunger that matched her own. She loved the way it felt against her tongue—hard and sensitive, just like the woman beneath her.

Maggie moaned loudly, arching her back and pressing herself closer to Kim's mouth. The sensations were overwhelming—a delicious combination of pleasure and slight pain that made every nerve ending in her body tingle with anticipation.

As Kim continued to lavish attention on Maggie's breasts, her hand trailed down between her thighs, exploring the wet heat that awaited her there. She could feel the slickness coating Maggie's folds, evidence of just how turned on she was.

Without any further hesitation, Kim slipped two fingers inside Maggie's tight entrance, eliciting a gasp of pleasure from deep within her. She began to move them in a slow rhythm, curling them slightly with each thrust to target that special spot that would send shockwaves of ecstasy through Maggie's body.

Maggie writhed beneath Kim's touch, lost in a sea of sensation. It was unlike anything she had ever experienced before—the way Kim knew exactly how to touch her, how to bring out the most intense reactions with such ease and confidence.

But Kim wasn't content with just using her fingers to drive Maggie wild. She wanted to push her over the edge, to make her come undone in the most glorious way possible. And she knew just the tool for the job.

With the vibrator still in her other hand, she placed it on Maggie's wet, waiting pussy. She slowly penetrated her, torturing her as every inch slowly entered her again, but this time at the control of Kim's skilled hand.

With a mischievous smile, Kim turned on the vibrator and shoved it in the rest of the way. The effect was immediate—Maggie's hips bucked off the ground, and a low moan escaped from deep within her throat.

"Yes," she gasped, her voice filled with need and desperation. "Just like that."

Kim continued to slowly pulled the vibrator out of Maggie and thrust it back in again as she moved her fingers over her sensitive clit, creating a deliciously torturous rhythm that brought her closer and closer to the edge of ecstasy with each passing second.

Maggie's body tensed with every wave of pleasure that washed over her. She could feel the heat building in the pit of her stomach, radiating outwards until every inch of her skin was on fire. She was teetering on the edge of release, just one touch away from completely losing herself in the sea of sensation.

Sensing that Maggie was on the verge of climaxing, Kim increased the speed of both her fingers and the vibrator, sending shockwaves of pleasure coursing through her body. The sensations were overwhelming—a relentless assault on all her senses that threatened to push her over into blissful oblivion.

And then it happened. With one final thrust of the long, thick vibrator and a well-placed flicker from her fingers against her clit, Maggie shattered into a million pieces. A powerful orgasm ripped through her body like a tidal wave, making all coherent thought impossible.

She cried out loudly as pleasure consumed every part of her being—her back arched off the ground, and her legs shook uncontrollably as aftershocks rippled through her body.

Kim watched in awe as Maggie came undone beneath her touch. It was a sight to behold—the way her body moved with such raw intensity, completely at the mercy of the pleasure coursing through her veins.

But Kim wasn't content with just watching. She wanted to be a part of this—to feel the same overwhelming ecstasy that had just claimed Maggie's body. And she knew exactly how to make that happen.

Removing the vibrator from Maggie's throbbing core, Kim turned off the vibrator and set it aside for now. She then positioned herself between Maggie's legs, her own pussy just inches away from where Maggie had found her release.

"Fuck me," Kim whispered hoarsely, coating Maggie's juices on her fingers before offering them to her like an invitation. "I need you inside me."

Maggie didn't need to be told twice. Taking Kim's fingers into her mouth one by one, she savored the taste of their combined arousal before capturing Kim's lips in a searing kiss.

As they kissed passionately, Maggie's hand trailed down between their bodies until it reached its destination. Kim was already dripping with anticipation, and the thought of plunging deep inside her made Maggie's head spin with desire.

Without any further hesitation, Maggie positioned two of her fingers at Kim's entrance and pushed them inside slowly but firmly. They were met with wet heat and silky tightness that threatened to drive her wild with need.

Kim moaned into their kiss as she felt herself being stretched and filled by Maggie's skilled fingers. The sensations were incredible—a perfect blend of pleasure and slight discomfort that only intensified the burning hunger within.

Maggie began to move her fingers in a slow rhythm, matching the pace of their desperate kisses. Each thrust brought them closer together, creating a delicious friction that set every nerve ending in their bodies on fire.

But they both craved more—a deeper connection that went beyond the physical. Breaking the kiss, Maggie looked into Kim's eyes, her gaze filled with a mix of tenderness and raw desire.

"Let me make you come," she whispered, her voice filled with a promise that sent shivers down Kim's spine. "I want to feel you unravel in my arms."

Kim nodded eagerly, surrendering herself completely to the woman before her. She could sense that something had shifted between them—a deepening of their connection that transcended the physical act they were about to engage in.

And then it happened. With one final thrust of Maggie's fingers and a well-placed flick of her thumb against Kim's swollen clit, she shattered like Maggie had. A powerful orgasm ripped through her body like a tidal wave, making all coherent thought impossible.

Kim cried out loudly as pleasure consumed every part of her being—her back arched off the ground, and her legs shook uncontrollably as aftershocks rippled through her body.

Maggie watched in awe as she came undone witnessing what Kim had. It was a sight to behold—the way her body moved with such raw intensity, completely at the mercy of the pleasure coursing through her veins.

Leaning forward, she captured Kim's lips in a passionate kiss and shared their deliciously intimate flavor between them before breaking away.

Kim looked down at Maggie, her heart racing with a heady mix of desire and power. The roles had shifted, and now it was her turn to take the lead, to show Maggie just how good she could make her feel. And she knew exactly where to start.

Leaning forward, Kim captured one of Maggie's nipples between her lips, sucking and nibbling on it with a hunger that matched her own. She loved the way it felt against her tongue—hard and sensitive, just like the woman beneath her.

Maggie moaned loudly, arching her back and pressing herself closer to Kim's mouth. The sensations were overwhelming—a delicious combination of pleasure and slight pain that made every nerve ending in her body tingle with anticipation.

As Kim continued to lavish attention on Maggie's breasts, her hand trailed down between her thighs, exploring the wet heat that awaited her there. She could feel the slickness coating Maggie's folds, evidence of just how turned on she was.

Without any further hesitation, Kim slipped two fingers inside Maggie's tight entrance, eliciting a gasp of pleasure from deep within her. She began to move them in a slow rhythm, curling them slightly with each thrust to target that special spot that would send shockwaves of ecstasy through Maggie's body.

Maggie writhed beneath Kim's touch, lost in a sea of sensation. It was unlike anything she had ever experienced before—the way Kim knew exactly how to touch her, how to bring out the most intense reactions with such ease and confidence.

But Kim wasn't content with just using her fingers to drive Maggie wild. She wanted to push her over the edge, to make her come undone in the most glorious way possible. And she knew just the tool for the job.

With the vibrator still in her other hand, she placed it an Maggie's wet, waiting pussy. She slowly penetrated her, torturing her as every inch slowly entered her again, but this time at the control of Kim's skilled hand.

With a mischievous smile, Kim turned on the vibrator and shoved it in the rest of the way. The effect was immediate—Maggie's hips bucked off the ground, and a low moan escaped from deep within her throat.

"Yes," she gasped, her voice filled with need and desperation. "Just like that."

Kim continued to slowly pulled the vibrator out of Maggie and thrust it back in again as she moved her fingers over her sensitive clit, creating a deliciously torturous rhythm that brought her closer and closer to the edge of ecstasy with each passing second.

Maggie's body tensed with every wave of pleasure that washed over her. She could feel the heat building in the pit of her stomach, radiating outwards until every inch of her skin was on fire. She was teetering on the edge of release, just one touch away from completely losing herself in the sea of sensation.

Sensing that Maggie was on the verge of climaxing, Kim increased the speed of both her fingers and the vibrator, sending shockwaves of pleasure coursing through her body. The sensations were overwhelming—a relentless assault on all her senses that threatened to push her over into blissful oblivion.

And then it happened. With one final thrust of the long, thick vibrator and a well-placed flicker from her fingers against her clit, Maggie shattered into a million pieces. A powerful orgasm ripped through her body like a tidal wave, making all coherent thought impossible.

She cried out loudly as pleasure consumed every part of her being—her back arched off the ground, and her legs shook uncontrollably as aftershocks rippled through her body.

Kim watched in awe as Maggie came undone beneath her touch. It was a sight to behold—the way her body moved with such raw intensity, completely at the mercy of the pleasure coursing through her veins.

But Kim wasn't content with just watching. She wanted to be a part of this—to feel the same overwhelming ecstasy that had just claimed Maggie's body. And she knew exactly how to make that happen.

Removing the vibrator from Maggie's throbbing core, Kim turned off the vibrator and set it aside for now. She then positioned herself between Maggie's legs, her own pussy just inches away from where Maggie had found her release.

"Fuck me," Kim whispered hoarsely, coating Maggie's juices on her fingers before offering them to her like an invitation. "I need you inside me."

Maggie didn't need to be told twice. Taking Kim's fingers into her mouth one by one, she savored the taste of their combined arousal before capturing Kim's lips in a searing kiss.

As they kissed passionately, Maggie's hand trailed down between their bodies until it reached its destination. Kim was already dripping with anticipation, and the thought of plunging deep inside her made Maggie's head spin with desire.

Without any further hesitation, Maggie positioned two of her fingers at Kim's entrance and pushed them inside slowly but firmly. They were met with wet heat and silky tightness that threatened to drive her wild with need.

Kim moaned into their kiss as she felt herself being stretched and filled by Maggie's skilled fingers. The sensations were incredible—a perfect blend of pleasure and slight discomfort that only intensified the burning hunger within.

Maggie began to move her fingers in a slow rhythm, matching the pace of their desperate kisses. Each thrust brought them closer together, creating a delicious friction that set every nerve ending in their bodies on fire.

But they both craved more—a deeper connection that went beyond the physical. Breaking the kiss, Maggie looked into Kim's eyes, her gaze filled with a mix of tenderness and raw desire.

"Let me make you come," she whispered, her voice filled with a promise that sent shivers down Kim's spine. "I want to feel you unravel in my arms."

Kim nodded eagerly, surrendering herself completely to the woman before her. She could sense that something had shifted between them—a deepening of their connection that transcended the physical act they were about to engage in.

And then it happened. With one final thrust of Maggie's fingers and a well-placed flick of her thumb against Kim's swollen clit, she shattered like Maggie had. A powerful orgasm ripped through her body like a tidal wave, making all coherent thought impossible.

Kim cried out loudly as pleasure consumed every part of her being—her back arched off the ground, and her legs shook uncontrollably as aftershocks rippled through her body.

Maggie watched in awe as she came undone witnessing what Kim had. It was a sight to behold—the way her body moved with such raw intensity, completely at the mercy of the pleasure coursing through her veins.

Leaning forward, she captured Kim's lips in a passionate kiss and shared their deliciously intimate flavor between them before breaking away.

"Woah, I think that's all for today tiger," Kim whispered hoarsely, her voice filled with need and desperation as she held Maggie at arm’s length. "let's hit the showers."

On wobbly legs, the two got up, not bothering to dress left their clothes and the mascot costume on the floor of the gym as they made their way to the women's locker. Known to Kim but unknown to Maggie, the coach had been watching them this whole time, filled with lust and waiting for his debrief with Maggie after the two cleaned up.

He walked over to the discarded clothes, picking up Kim's panties he gave them a deep sniff, her scent strong on the fabric, he put them into his pocket and went back to his office.

Maggie and Kim walked into the showers, giggling at the thought they didn't need to undress since they were both already naked. They tenderly soaped and cleaned another under the warm water, a new feeling for Maggie. Afterwards, drying off, Kim told Maggie to get dressed and see the coach before leaving to let him know how things went.

She gulped wondering exactly what she was going to tell the coach and just meekly told Kim, "ok?"

When she looked for her clothes, they were gone, replaced by a cheerleader uniform, "just a part of the hazing, enjoy!" Kim said as she was dressed in her normal clothes leaving the gym.

Maggie had no other choice at this point and dawned the outfit, definitely a new feeling as she felt naked with the sleeveless top, her midriff clearly showing and the skirt just barely at midthigh and even worse, there was no underwear or bloomers to be found, she wasn't sure if she was more embarrassed or aroused at the thought.

Pulling at the hem, to keep it down, she walked out of the women's locker and into the men's to see the coach, who was waiting with much anticipation to have a chance with his new mascot.

The coach's eyes lit up as Maggie stepped into his office, clad in the cheerleader uniform that hugged her curves and showcased her toned legs. He had been waiting for this moment ever since he laid eyes on her. There was an undeniable chemistry between them, and the way she had boldly propositioned him earlier only fueled his desire.

"Ah, there you are," the coach said with a predatory smile, beckoning her to come closer. "I must say, that uniform suits you very well."

Maggie blushed under his gaze, feeling a mixture of nervousness and excitement. She couldn't deny that there was something about the coach that drew her to him—his commanding presence and rugged good looks made it hard to resist.

"Thank you," she replied softly, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. "Um, Kim said I should see you for a debrief... and tell you how the fitting went."

The coach leaned back in his chair, his eyes never leaving Maggie's form. He could tell she was trying to play it cool, but he could also sense the underlying arousal lingering beneath the surface.

"Oh yes, the fitting," he said with a smirk. "how did the fitting go with our star cheerleader, did she hit all of the right spots?"

Maggie's cheeks flushed at his words as she shifted uncomfortably under his intense gaze. She wasn't sure how to respond or what exactly he meant by "right spots."

"It went well" she stammered, avoiding eye contact with him. "she had me run around and jump in the costume to make sure it fit well, I'm a little sore actually."

The coach stood up from his desk and walked over to Maggie slowly, closing the distance between them until there was barely any space left.

"As a matter of fact," he began in a low voice, "I was a physical therapist before I became a football coach here, I'd be more than happy to help you with some of that soreness."

Maggie looked up at him, her eyes filled with curiosity and a hint of apprehension.

"And how would you do that?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.

The coach's gaze turned smoldering as he reached out to tuck a loose strand of hair behind Maggie's ear, his touch sending shivers down her spine.

"Just a few stretches," he replied huskily, his fingers trailing along the curve of her jaw. "they're rather simple and easy, just need to learn them first."

Maggie's breath hitched at his words, her body responding to his touch in ways she couldn't ignore. She was torn between the thrill of this forbidden desire and the fear of exposing herself both literally and figuratively.

"Um—sure if it's not too much trouble," she murmured, her gaze flickering between his intense eyes and his lips.

The coach leaned in closer until their bodies were almost touching, his warm breath ghosting over her ear.

"I'd be happy to help," he whispered seductively. "It's no problem for our new star mascot."

"Thank you" she began but was cut off by the coach's hands on her shoulders. 

"Let's start with the arms, but first you need to stand," he had her lift her arms into the arm and pulled them slightly back to help with her shoulders, but it also caused her breasts to push outwards and upwards pressing against the material of her top.

Unknown to Maggie, the coach was getting a great glimpse down her v-cut top at her braless breasts, her nipples clearly hard and pronounced in the fabric. Next he had her bend over and touch her toes, Maggie could feel the material riding up and wondered just how much of her ass was being shown off.

As he pressed her down to go further, he could see most of her ass and her pussy lips peaking between her legs, he doubt she knew just how much she was showing. Next he had her sit with legs spread, he sat in front of her both facing one another and had her bend forward as far as she could go. The position not only pulled the front of her skirt up, had her pussy rub against the floor but also had her face inches away from his crotch.

He helped by pressing her down a bit further, until her forehead pressed against his hard cock and to her dismay she looked down to see her pussy exposed and her lips spread.

She hoped that her body was blocking his view, but even not seeing, he knew what was being exposed and his cock hardened as her forehead rubbed against it. All Maggie could do was look down and see how wet she was becoming.

When he finally let her up, her cheek rubbed against his hardness through his jogging pants. She felt herself dripping as she stood, her legs wobbly.

"Are you ok Maggie, I didn't push you too hard did I?"

"No, just a soreness in my...thigh," she quickly said, wishing she said calf or ankle instead.

"Here let me," he said as he sat her on his desk and got on one knee, massaging from her calf up till he was at her thigh, he had a clear view at her bare pussy.

"I can help with that too, there was no pretense, no subtle act," before she could say anything he leaned forward and licked from the bottom of her wet lips all the way to her clit.

A moan escaped and her mind had only one thing on it, "please fuck me," the words came out before she even realized she said it.

The coach stood up and pulled down his jogging pants and boxers, revealing his hard cock to Maggie. “You know what they say about physical therapy,” he grinned, pulling her legs up and her body towards him.

It was as if the words had hung in the air like a challenge. In that instant, Maggie felt a surge of lust so strong that it seemed to course through her veins like electricity. Her inhibitions crumbled away under the weight of her desire, leaving only an insatiable need for this man.

She watched as his hand encircled his thick shaft, stroking it slowly at first but then with increasing urgency. The sight of him pleasuring himself was undeniably arousing, and she could feel the wetness between her thighs grow with each passing second.

Maggie's eyes were drawn to every detail—the way his cock throbbed in his hand, how precum glistened on the tip, and the sheer size that made her mouth water. She licked her lips in anticipation, unable to tear her gaze away from him.

As she watched him stroke himself further, a thought suddenly occurred to Maggie: If he's showing me what he's capable of doing with just one hand...imagine what he could do with both hands...and his mouth...and...

The coach noticed the hunger in Maggie's eyes and couldn't help but grin. He knew exactly what was going through her mind—the forbidden fantasies that had taken root ever since their first encounter. It thrilled him to know that this young woman desired him just as much as he desired her.

With one swift motion, the coach pulled Maggie towards him until she was straddling his lap. His hands roamed eagerly over her body as he claimed her lips in a searing kiss. Their tongues danced together in a heated tango as their passion ignited like wildfire.

Maggie moaned into the kiss, her body melting against the coach's strong frame. She could feel his hands exploring every inch of her, igniting a trail of sparks in their wake. The way he touched her with such confidence and hunger made her head spin with lust.

As their lips continued to devour each other, the coach's hands found their way underneath Maggie's cheerleading uniform. He traced teasing circles on her bare skin, relishing in the way she shivered at his touch. Slowly, his hands crept higher until he was cupping her breasts through the fabric of her top.

Maggie arched into his touch, aching for more as waves of pleasure washed over her. She felt like a live wire, every nerve ending on fire with need. It was as if this man had uncovered a side of her that she never knew existed—a side that craved uninhibited passion and ecstasy.

Unable to wait any longer, the coach tore open Maggie's uniform, sending buttons flying in all directions. Her braless breasts spilled out into the open air, begging for his touch. He wasted no time in taking one hardened nipple between his fingers and teasing it mercilessly.

A gasp escaped Maggie's lips as pleasure surged through her like a tidal wave. She threw her head back and let out a low moan, completely surrendering herself to the intoxicating sensations coursing through her body.

Feeling emboldened by Maggie's response, the coach lowered his head and took one rosy peak into his mouth, swirling his tongue around it before giving it a gentle nip. The combination of hot suction and slight pressure made Maggie's toes curl in delight.

She ground herself against him shamelessly now, desperate for some kind of friction to relieve the ache between her legs. The flimsy material of their remaining clothes did little to hide the wet heat radiating from her core.

Sensing Maggie's urgency, the coach deftly removed what was left of her uniform and positioned her so that she was straddling him once more. She could feel the heat of his erection against her slick folds, and it took every ounce of self-control not to impale herself on him then and there.

With a mischievous glint in his eyes, the coach brought Maggie's hips down, causing her to sink onto his thick length. They both moaned in unison as he filled her completely, stretching her walls in the most delicious way imaginable.

Maggie's head fell back as she adjusted to the delicious fullness of him inside her. Every inch of his cock felt like pure bliss, and she couldn't help but rock her hips against him, creating a delicious friction that made them both groan with pleasure.

The coach's hands gripped Maggie's ass firmly as he guided her movements, setting an irresistible rhythm that had them moving together as if they were made for each other. It was an intoxicating dance—one that spoke volumes without a single word.

Their bodies moved in perfect synchrony, the room filled with the sounds of their passion—skin slapping against skin, breathless moans mingling in the air. It was a symphony of desire—a testament to the raw hunger between them.

As their pace quickened, Maggie found herself teetering on the edge of ecstasy. The coil in her lower belly tightened with each thrust until it became almost unbearable. She desperately needed release—she needed to come apart at this man's touch.

Sensing Maggie's impending climax, the coach leaned forward and captured one pebbled nipple between his teeth while simultaneously rolling the other between his fingers. It was all too much for Maggie to handle—the dual sensations sent shockwaves of pleasure radiating throughout every fiber of her being.

Her orgasm hit her like a freight train—blinding and intense. She cried out in pure ecstasy as her walls clenched around the coach's cock, milking him for all he was worth. It was the most powerful orgasm she had ever experienced, and it left her feeling boneless and utterly satisfied.

The coach groaned at the tightness of Maggie's pussy around his cock, and he knew he couldn't hold on much longer. With a few more well-placed thrusts, he spilled his seed deep inside her, claiming her as his own.

They remained like that for a few moments, their bodies intertwined in the aftermath of their shared release. Maggie could feel the steady thud of the coach's heart against hers, and it filled her with an inexplicable sense of contentment.

Finally, the coach leaned back in his chair with Maggie still straddling him. They were both breathless and sated—their hunger finally satiated, if only for a little while.

"That was quite the therapy session," the coach said with a smirk, tracing lazy circles on Maggie's flushed skin.

Maggie chuckled softly and rested her head against his shoulder.

"Yeah," she replied with a satisfied smile. "I think I'm gonna need these physical therapy sessions on a regular basis."

Maggie got up and left the coach's office not even bothering to pick up the cheerleading uniform, thankfully when she could think again she realized, she was naked with nothing to wear and no way of getting home. Thankfully her clothes were back where she left them in the women's locker room with a note from Kim, "hope you had fun, it sounded like it."

Maggie blushed not realizing she made that much noise and anyone else could hear her, she couldn't figure out if she was in the men's or women's locker room when she did. Maggie started to get dressed when she realized her bra and panties were missing, but looking at her phone realized it was too late to go home and she had to go right to class.

Another day of classes was just a blur as all she could think about was how the coach fucked her and Kim had given her one of the most intense orgasms of her life and excitement and fear filled her as she wondered what else she had in store for her.

After her final class she got a message from a phone number she didn't recognize.

"Hey mascot, the boys were wondering if you’d like to come out with us tonight, we're heading to a club downtown and thought you'd like to get to know some of the team better."

She had never really been asked to hang out with people before and the idea was really exciting, not to mention she had never gone clubbing before. She put on the only sexy outfit she had, a short denim skirt and an innocent white blouse with a matching white pair of bra and panties.

The guys came at 7 and picked her up from her place, they drove in a giant SUV that looked like a tank, the windows were tinted, the whole thing looked really expensive.

"A perk from the school, they love their football team," one of the guys said.

"The back is nice and wide, let me help you in another said," Maggie felt like a little girl in comparison to these giant athletes.

When she got inside, she was sat in the middle between two of the players, who she thought was the quarterback took the driver seat and another guy sat shotgun.

"So, girl, tell us about yourself," the guy to her left spoke.

"Um, I don't know there really isn't anything special about me," Maggie replied blushing, for being so brazen she was actually a shy girl socially.

"Hot little girl like you, that's not true, not to mention what kind of girl lays herself out for a football team."

Maggie blushed, she knew that was true, what kind of girl sluts herself out to a group of guys like she did, "um that's a good question."

"You know what the problem is, she's in the wrong state of mind, how about you help her with that boys," the quarterback talked back at them.

Maggie wondered what he meant by that, but then the guys on her sides took her legs and spread them so that they were over their legs, it made her skirt ride up and her panties came into view. Maggie watched as the guy on her left put a hand on her left thigh, kneading into her soft, tender skin. The other guy was much more forward and with a finger traced a line down her slit over her panties.

To Maggie's embarrassment, a damp line was formed by the path of his finger, a moan escaped her lips as it went back up and grazed her clit even through the material of her panties.

"How about now, tell us something about yourself."

"I really don't know, I'm kind of boring to me, mmm, honest," it wasn't that she wasn't trying now it was just hard as her mind began to melt into a fog of arousal.

Buttons of her blouse were undone and her plain bra came into view which was quickly pulled up exposing her breasts. She didn't know what to do, try to stop them, let them do what they wanted to, she was getting too turned on to want them to stop, deep down she wanted more.

Her panties were pulled down to her and roughly pulled off as they nearly tore from being stretched so far and a thick, rough finger penetrated her wet sex.

"Why did you cuff yourself naked in the locker room in the first place?"

Maggie gasped as the thick finger filled her, her pussy clenching around it as she tried to process what was happening. She was spread open in the back of an SUV, her bare breasts exposed and a rough finger deep inside her.

"I... I don't know," she stammered, her mind still reeling from the situation she had gotten herself in. She felt so exposed, so vulnerable, but at the same time, there was a thrill running through her veins. She'd never felt so desired, so wanted before.

"You don't know?" the quarterback asked, his voice low and seductive. He was turned towards her, his eyes dark with desire as he watched her body being explored by his teammates. "Well, let us help you figure it out."

His hand reached out, cupping her breast gently, his thumb brushing over her nipple. Maggie shivered, her pussy clenching around the finger inside her as she felt a surge of arousal. She couldn't believe what was happening, but she couldn't bring herself to stop it either.

"I... I wanted to feel... something," she whispered, her voice barely audible over the sound of the engine. "I wanted to feel... alive."

The quarterback smiled, his thumb continuing to tease her nipple as the finger inside her began to move in and out, faster and harder. Maggie moaned, her hips bucking, the pleasure was almost overwhelming.

"Well, you're definitely feeling something now," the quarterback said, his voice low and seductive. "And we're just getting started."

As the fingers continued to slowly pleasure her, Maggie couldn't help but feel a mixture of excitement and fear. Her blouse, bra and skirt were removed, she was completely exposed and vulnerable, with nothing covering her body except for her sandals hanging off her feet. And yet, there was something thrilling about being seen like this, about being at the mercy of these powerful men.

"Is it because you like being exposed and vulnerable, maybe you like being seen?" one of the guys asked, his finger still slowly fucking her pussy.

Maggie shook her head, denying it. "No, it's not that," she said, her voice trembling slightly. "It's... it's the fear that turns me on, the fear of being caught, being pushed to my limits, of people finding out the truth about me."

The guys exchanged a glance, a smirk playing at the corners of their mouths. They knew they had her right where they wanted her, completely under their control.

"Well, we can certainly work with that," the quarterback said, his voice low and seductive. "We can give you all the fear you could ever want, Maggie. And I have a feeling you're going to love every minute of it."

With that, the fingers began to move faster, delving deeper into her pussy and ass. Maggie moaned, her hips bucking as she felt herself getting closer and closer to another orgasm. She knew she should be scared, but instead, there was only pleasure, only ecstasy.

And as her orgasm began to build, she knew she was completely and utterly theirs, ready to do whatever they wanted, just to cum. She was their plaything, their toy, and she needed that release so badly.

An object was thrown back to one of the guys beside her, and before she could react her arms were pulled behind her back. Maggie's heart raced as she felt the metal cuffs close around her wrists, binding her hands behind her back. She was now completely at their mercy, unable to do anything as the fingers continued to probe and tease her most intimate places.

As they lifted her higher into the air, with her legs now completely draped over their legs, she couldn't help but feel a mixture of excitement and fear. She was exposed and vulnerable, with nothing to cover her naked body except for her sandals hanging off her feet. And yet, there was something thrilling about being seen like this, about being at the mercy of these powerful men.

She heard the sounds of the tinted windows opening, the cool whirling air entering the car. She felt a chill run down her spine, her nipples hardening into tight peaks as the air caressed her bare skin. She was on display for anyone to see, and she couldn't do anything to stop it.

"Please, don't do this," she whimpered, her voice trembling with fear. "I don't want anyone to see me like this."

But the guys just laughed, their fingers continuing to tease her pussy and ass. They knew they had her right where they wanted her, completely under their control.

"You should have thought about that before you decided to spread your legs for us," one of them said, a cruel smirk on his face. "Now, you're going to pay the price for your little slutty actions."

With that, they began to fuck her harder, their fingers delving deeper into her pussy and ass as they lifted her higher into the air. Maggie screamed, her body writhing and bucking as she felt herself being pushed to her limits.

Maggie felt a shiver run down her spine as the car came to a stop at a red light. She looked over to the car next to them and saw a man in his 30s, wearing glasses, looking over at them. She felt her heart rate quicken as she prayed the man wouldn't look, but her prayers went unanswered as he turned his gaze to the right, directly towards her their eyes locked, and she felt a mix of embarrassment and excitement wash over her.

The quarterback must have noticed the man looking, as Maggie felt herself being moved so that her chest and head were out the window. She couldn't believe what was happening, she was completely exposed and vulnerable, with nothing covering her but the cool night air. Her nipples hardened into tight peaks as the wind blew across her bare breasts.

As the man continued to look, Maggie felt the guys’ fingers working her holes even harder, their fingers thrusting and twisting in her wet pussy and tight ass. She moaned and gasped, her hips bucking as she felt herself getting closer and closer to much desired orgasm. She couldn't believe what was happening, but she couldn't stop it either.

She kept her eyes locked on the man in the car next to them, watching as his gaze lingered on her exposed chest and face. She could see the hunger and desire in his eyes, and she knew that he knew exactly what was happening in the back of the car. She couldn't believe how exposed and vulnerable she was, but she couldn't deny the thrill that was coursing through her veins.

As the light turned green and they drove off leaving the man so dazed and confused he sat there at the light, Maggie felt a mixture of embarrassment and relief wash over her. She couldn't believe what had just happened, but she also couldn't deny the excitement that was still burning inside her.

Maggie was left feeling sexually frustrated and on edge as the car came to a stop, and the fingers stopped their teasing movements. She was so close to cumming, but now she was left feeling unsatisfied and wanting more.

The guys handed her back her blouse and skirt, but kept her bra and panties. Maggie was grateful that they let her dress before getting out of the car, as she didn't want anyone to see her in such a state of undress.

As she got dressed, she couldn't help but feel a sense of disappointment. She had been so close to experiencing an intense orgasm, but now it was all taken away from her. She couldn't believe how she had let herself get so carried away, and how she had allowed herself to be so exposed and vulnerable.

Maggie followed the guys into the club, the bouncer nodding at them and not even checking their IDs. The music was loud, and the women were dressed in beautiful dresses that made Maggie feel like a redneck in comparison. She didn't realize how many people were looking at her until she saw her reflection in one of the mirrors.

The bright lights in the dark building made her white blouse practically transparent, and everyone could see a blurred glimpse of her bare breasts. The juices leaking from her pussy and her arousal didn't help things either, and she felt like the whole world could probably smell how turned on she was.

Maggie felt her face flush with embarrassment as she realized what was happening. She couldn't believe how exposed she was, and how she had let herself get carried away like this. She quickly covered her chest with her hands, trying to hide herself as best as she could.

But it was too late, the damage was already done. She had already been seen, and there was nothing she could do to take it back. She felt like she was the center of attention, and everyone was staring at her.

The guys seemed to notice her embarrassment, and they led her to a table in the corner of the club. Maggie sat down, trying to make herself as small as possible. She couldn't believe what had happened, and how she had let herself get so carried away.

But at the same time, there was a thrill running through her veins. She had never felt so exposed, so vulnerable, and so desired before. And she couldn't deny that it was exciting, even if it was also incredibly embarrassing.

"Don't worry," the quarterback said, "own it, you are hot after all, show some backbone."

Maggie smiled but the idea was new to her, "I'm nothing special, not compared to all the women here," she said meekly.

"You're wrong, how about a bet," the quarterback scribbled something on a paper, "here, take this to any guy here and if he does nothing you're right and we'll go and do whatever you want and i'll admit i'm wrong, but if i'm right, you're our slave for the night and do whatever we want without question, and by the way no peeking at the note."

Maggie was curious but decided why not, she walked up to one of the hottest guys there, a dark man in an expensive suit that she thought would have no interest in her whatsoever.

"Excuse me," she said, tapping his shoulder and handing him the note.

He unfolded it and looked at her up and down and smirked. He looked away for a second and thought she had won but then he turned back and grabbed her by the neck and kissed her deeply.

Maggie was in shock as the man grabbed her by the neck and kissed her. His hand reached down and up under her skirt and his finger immediately penetrated her wet pussy. Finger exploring her pussy, and she couldn't believe what was happening. She had never been kissed like that before, and she couldn't believe the intensity and outright violation of the moment.

As the man pulled away, he wrote something on the paper and put it down the front of her blouse. Maggie reached in and grabbed it, walking back to the guys who were all smiles and devious eyes.

The note said, "If you think I'm hot, seal it with a kiss and feel free to check how wet I am because I'm not wearing any panties. If you really turn me on, leave your number and I'll text you later."

Maggie couldn't believe what she had just read. She had never been so bold, so forward before. And yet, there was something thrilling about the idea. She had always been the quiet, shy girl, but now she felt like she was stepping out of her comfort zone.

The guys all cheered as she walked back to them, and the quarterback pulled her into a deep, passionate kiss. Maggie could feel his hands exploring her body, and she couldn't believe how turned on she was.

As the kiss broke, the quarterback reached down and felt the wetness between her legs. "Looks like you're a little turned on, Maggie," he said with a smirk.

Maggie blushed, but there was a thrill running through her veins. She had never felt so desired, so wanted before. And she couldn't wait to see what the night had in store for her.

The guys all cheered as the quarterback pulled out his phone and typed in a number. "Looks like we have a new slave for the night," he said with a grin.

Maggie wasn't sure what she had gotten herself into, but she couldn't deny the excitement that was building inside her, she was about to embark on a wild, crazy night.

The quarterback looked at her with a grin and to all the guys at the table said, “body shots,” the guys cheered around her.

He unbuttoned her blouse completely, she put her hands up for a moment but then realized it was no use fighting them at this point. She watched as the skin between her breasts, down to her navel were completely exposed and then the toy bottom corners of her shirt were tied together. Before she looked like an innocent country bumpkin, but now she looked like something out of a slutty redneck’s dream.

They left the booth with Maggie dragged with them back to the bar, the man that had she had given the note to looked at her with interest and she looked back with embarrassment. They lifted her onto the bar sitting and yelled out body shots to the bartender. Maggie blushed feeling like she was now the center of attention feeling practically naked hoping no one could see up her skirt and her breasts were well covered by the little material tied together she once considered an innocent blouse.

“Lay down,” the bartender said as the guys turned her, her legs now on the bar as she laid flat on the cold, hard surface.

The quarterback motioned the bartender over and whispered something in his ear and slipped him a bill, with a smile on both of their faces he pulled some things from the bar and laid them out by Maggie. A bottle was brought out, some lime wedges and a plate with salt poured onto it. She had heard of body shots before but never had done one herself or had someone do one on her.

“Let me show you how it’s done boys,” the quarterback took center stage in front of her.

His hand trailed from her bare knee up to her thigh, making Maggie confused and worried about what he was about to do. His hand slipped underneath the denim material and she felt his finger penetrate her deeply, wiggling around, setting her on fire in front of so many people. He pulled it out and dipped it into the plate of salt as a cold liquid was poured into her navel and a lime wedge was placed in her mouth.

He slipped the finger into his mouth and then bent over to suck the liquid out of her belly button, his tongue danced around for a second sending a ticklish yet thrilling feeling through her body and when she thought that wasn’t enough, he came up to her face taking the lime from her mouth, so close it felt like a kiss but their lips never met.

Maggie was in a daze, her body on fire and her mind reeling from the sensations that were coursing through her. She couldn't believe what was happening, and how she had let herself get so carried away. She was the center of attention, and all eyes were on her as the guys took turns doing body shots off of her.

The next guy followed his actions, he was rougher though as he reached between her legs, using two fingers he practically lifted her off of the bar, he plunged in his fingers a few times before dipping them into the salt. The bartender pressing a hand on her stomach to get her flat again and a lime in her mouth. She didn’t realize that her knees were up and her legs were spread as he took his shot and ripped the lime from her mouth with his teeth.

Anyone looking could now clearly see up her skirt and with her legs spread the scene was probably just as lewd as they believed with guys wetting their fingers with her pussy. The other guys took their turns, and then a second round, some were gentle, others were trying to get the most intense reactions they could by roughly handling her pussy.

The man from the bet walked up and asked, “mind if I have a shot?”

The quarterback just smiled and motioned him forward, “how about a pussy shot instead?”

They both smirked and I looked over in a daze of lust not understanding what he had just offered, but was sat up, as the man walked up his presence was intoxicating, his kiss still lingered in my mind as I saw his eyes devour me. It was almost as if he hypnotized me as I watched him undo the knot of my blouse and unzip my skirt and let it drop to the ground. I would have been so embarrassed as my pussy came into full view of everyone as he pushed the sides of the shirt aside to expose my bare breasts.

I watched as he got on his knees, his head between my legs as he gave my pussy a little lick, the bartender’s hand came into view as he slowly poured the liquid down my chest and it trickled down my body and between my legs being caught by this stranger’s mouth. It was the most erotic thing I had ever seen and sent my arousal into overdrive. His tongue danced over my pussy and clit as he drank and after the pour stopped, he found my clit with the tip of his tongue and gave it a hard suck with a loud sucking sound which made my eyes roll back into my head.

When I thought it was over, I felt his tongue follow the trail the liquor had made up my body, between my breasts and further to my neck finishing as he shoved his tongue into my mouth and kissed me deeply once again, the taste of tequila and pussy on his lips.

He leaned in close and whispered in my ear, “fucking delicious.”

He got up and without another word walked away, leaving me breathless and still pretty much naked. As my senses came back, I realized how exposed I still was and quickly stood or unsteady legs, putting my skirt back up and into place and tying my shirt back together the best I could. I didn’t even realize that the quarterback had his phone out and was recording the whole thing.

My arm instinctively went up over my chest even though I had my blouse back on, well back on for what it was worth, I felt exposed and naked. It was almost a sobering effect for the state of drunken lust I was in.

“Don’t worry little girl, it’s just for the memories,” he winked and put the phone back into his pocket.

The moment of mental sobriety passed quickly as my pussy tingled after the treatment it had just gotten. She was as the quarterback went over to the bartender, waving him over and whispering something into his ear again. For a second the bartender shook his head but with another word he looked over at me, smiled and grinned and shook his hand.

He walked back over to me and I was both excited and afraid at what he was about to say next, “how about a little game, we paid for the drinks and everything, we want you just to take care of the tip,” I looked shocked, it wasn’t like I had no money but I wasn’t sure how much of a tip he was talking about.

“Come on, follow me,” he walked me behind the bar and into the back, “trust me, you’ll like it, have I steered you wrong yet, you’re a part of the team, practically family, trust me.”

He pulled a piece of cloth from one of the shelves and blindfolded me with it.

“I don’t know about this, what exactly do you want me to, mmph,” I moaned as his fingers found their way under my skirt and slowly started teasing my frustrated pussy, circling gently around my clit.

It was like a switch that turned my brain off and just wanted to agree to anything he wanted as long as I could keep feeling this good.

“The bartender is going to come in, he’s been so good to us, we just want him to join in on the fun,” I felt him untie my top and take it off of me, followed by my skirt undone and slipping to the ground, “if you can make him cum, in under…5 minutes, we’ll give you all the pleasure you can handle, if not, well, let the games continue.”

He kept teasing my clit, keeping my mind in a fog as I heard the door open and the loudness of the club spill in. His finger slipped between my lips and vanished, finding my hand and guiding me blindly forward to what I would have guessed was the bartender. I bumped into some shelves and a new hand found my shoulder and guided me down onto my knees.

There was no mistaking as the soft, warm tip of a cock pressed against my lips and I knew time had started, 5 minutes to get him to cum. The music was loud, but my mind was focused on one thing, making him cum.

I opened my mouth and let him slide in, his taste was different than the quarterback's cock, but still intoxicating. I started to suck, using all the skills I had learned from my previous experiences. I could feel him getting harder in my mouth, his hand gripping the back of my head was the only way I could tell how good it felt for him because it was too loud to hear anything but the music and the cheering from the club.

I reached up and grabbed his hips, pulling him closer to me as I sucked harder, the tip touching the back of my throat, for the first time I purposely took a man past my normal limits. I could feel him getting close, his balls tightening up as he thrust deeper into my mouth. I reached up and cupped them, rolling them gently in my hand as I sucked even harder.

I could feel him on the edge, trying to take more of his cock down my throat, his thrusts getting erratic as he gripped my hair tighter. I sucked harder and pushing deeper, my tongue swirling around the bottom, determined to make him cum in the allotted time. And then, with a firm grip, he came, his cock pulsing, feeling his veins straining as my tongue could feel them.

As he pulled out, I swallowed it all, savoring the taste as I let him slip out of my mouth. I could feel the satisfaction radiating off of him as he patted me on the head and walked away. I sat there for a moment, my mind still reeling from the experience.

A strong hand grabbed my arm and stood me up and turned me around. The blindfold was pulled off and in shock I found myself behind the bar with all eyes on me. I put my arm over my bare breasts, my hand over my pussy, cum leaking from the corner of my mouth, the quarterback leaned in close to my ear to make sure I heard him, "looks like you won the bet," my mind still in complete shock at being in front of an audience, naked and realized that everyone had seen me sucking the bartender’s cock. At that moment a part of me broke inside not knowing how to feel or think about what had just happened.

"Time for your reward," I was bent over the bar, his hands on my hips and with a single thrust he was fully inside of me.

I must have been so wet and willing that he could just thrust his large cock so easily in me so far that it almost made me feel embarrassed. I wanted to look down, to pretend that this was all just a dream, but the pleasure kept me focused on his thrusts. And when I looked down, he would pull on the back of my hair so that I would see the crowd in front of us watching every moan escape my lips and every bounce of my body as he fucked me hard and fast.

The feeling of his cock sliding in and out of me was overwhelming, especially after all the teasing of the night without any release. The pleasure building up inside me as he hit my g-spot over and over again was driving me crazy. I could feel my orgasm building up, my legs shaking and my toes curling as I moaned louder and louder. And then, with one final thrust, he made me cum, my pussy tightening around his cock as I screamed out in pleasure.

He kept thrusting, even as I came, his cock still hard and ready to keep going. And I let him, my body still shaking from the orgasm as he fucked me harder and faster. The pleasure was too much to handle, but I didn't want it to stop. I wanted to keep feeling him inside of me, his cock filling me up and making me feel things I had never felt before.

But eventually, he came too, his cock pulsing inside of me as he grunted and groaned in pleasure. He pulled out, leaving me feeling empty and satisfied at the same time. I stood up, my legs still shaking as I looked around the club, the crowd still watching me with hungry eyes. I had never felt so exposed, so vulnerable, but also so alive. It was a feeling I never wanted to forget.

I was quickly swept up into strong arms, the quarterback picked me up and carried me out of the club, without even bothering to cover me. My exhaustion got the best of me as I nodded off in his arms not remembering anything else that had happened that night. I woke up in my own bed the next morning somehow, sore, sticky and still naked.

I was quickly swept up into strong arms, the quarterback picked me up and carried me out of the club, without even bothering to cover me. My exhaustion got the best of me as I nodded off in his arms, not remembering anything else that had happened that night.

I woke up in my own bed the next morning somehow, sore, sticky and still naked. I groggily sat up, my head pounding from the alcohol and my body aching from the rough sex. I looked around my room, trying to piece together what had happened.

And then it all came back to me, the bet, the club, the bartender and the quarterback. I felt a mix of emotions, shame, excitement, and confusion. I wasn't sure what to think or feel about what had happened.

I got up and went to the shower, trying to wash away the stickiness and the memories of the night before. As I stood under the hot water, I heard my phone had a new message and my stomach clenched but at the same time my pussy tingled.

Maggie looked down at her phone and smiled as she read the text from Kim. Her heart beat a little faster as she thought about the morning they had just shared. They had just met, but it was a meeting that she will never forget or want to.

"Coach told me you were pretty sore after your mascot fitting," the text read, "so come to the football field early. Me and a few of the cheerleaders are going to help you learn a few stretches and test your physical abilities to help you become a better mascot."

Maggie couldn't help but feel excited at the thought of spending more time with Kim. She quickly sent off a reply and got ready for bed, excited for the next morning.

When Maggie arrived at the locker room, she found a cheerleading outfit left for her with a note attached. The note simply said, "Can't wait to see you in this again ;)"

A blush rose on Maggie's cheeks as she quickly changed into the outfit. She stood in front of the mirror, adjusting her skirt and top until everything was just right.

Before Maggie could make her way out onto the football field, she saw Kim waiting for her near the door. Her heart skipped a beat when she saw how beautiful Kim looked in her cheerleading uniform.

Kim smiled when she saw Maggie approaching. "You look amazing," she said as she walked over to give Maggie a quick kiss.

Maggie blushed at the compliment and returned Kim's kiss eagerly. She felt a rush of excitement as their lips met, memories of their previous encounter flooding back to her.

Kim broke off the kiss with a mischievous smile and reached down under Maggie’s skirt hooked her thumbs into her bloomers. With one swift motion, she pulled them down around Maggie's ankles and off, leaving her naked under the cheerleading uniform.

Maggie gasped in surprise at Kim's bold move. Heat flooded her body as she stood there, exposed to Kim's gaze. She could feel her arousal building with each passing second.

Kim's mischievous smile turned into a look of hunger as she took in Maggie's aroused expression. "God, you're so fucking hot," she said, her voice filled with desire.

Before Maggie could respond, Kim grabbed her hand and led her out the door and over to where the other cheerleaders were gathered. Maggie's heart raced as she followed Kim across the football field, the cool breeze tickling her now uncovered sex.

The other cheerleaders looked up when they saw Kim approaching with Maggie in tow. They exchanged quick glances and sly smiles before turning their attention back to Kim.

"Hey girls," Kim said, a note of excitement in her voice. "This is Maggie. She's going to be our new mascot."

The girls greeted Maggie with friendly smiles and introductions. It was clear from the way they looked at her that they knew exactly what had just happened between her and Kim.

Maggie blushed under their gaze but quickly found herself relaxing as they chatted and laughed together. The other girls were just as friendly and welcoming as Kim had been, which put Maggie at ease.

Once everyone had been introduced, the girls got down to business. They began by showing Maggie a few basic cheers and dance moves, explaining how she could incorporate them into her mascot routine.

Maggie did her best to keep up with the other girls but couldn't help feeling a little self-conscious. She was still getting used to being in the cheerleading outfit and being surrounded by such confident, beautiful women, not to mention one move too far one kick too high and they would see how naked she was under her skirt.

“Come on Maggie, I know you can kick higher than that!” Kim yelled out, giving her a grin, Maggie returned it with an eyeroll because they both knew why she couldn’t and it wasn’t for a lack of trying/

After practicing a few cheers, one of the girls suggested that they do some warm-up stretches to help loosen up their muscles. The others agreed, and soon they were all lying on the ground, stretching their legs and arms.

Maggie joined in with the stretches, trying to copy the other girls' movements. As she stretched, she felt a pair of hands on her thighs, gently pushing them apart.

Maggie looked up in surprise and saw Jada, another one of the cheerleaders kneeling between her legs, a wicked grin on her face. Heat flared in Maggie's core as she realized worried that she may notice her predicament.

"Let us help you with your stretches," Jada said, her voice dripping with a coy helpful tone. The other girls looked on eagerly, their eyes filled with anticipation.

Jada’s hands moved up Maggie's, pulling her towards her and causing her to bend further with her legs wide open. She leaned in closer, her breath hot against Maggie's skin. "Just relax," she murmured, another girl came behind her and pressed gently on her shoulders to get her to bend further down, her skirt riding up as she did.

Maggie shivered with fear of exposure at the sensation of the air circling around her bare lips close to exposure. Her heart pounded in her chest as she wondered what the other girls would think if they found out.

As if sensing her hesitation, one of the other cheerleaders leaned over and whispered in Maggie's ear. "Don't worry, we're all friends here. We just want to help you, so you don’t get injured."

Maggie felt a surge of gratitude towards the girl for her reassuring words. She took a deep breath and let herself relax into the moment, ready to experience whatever lay ahead.

They stood Maggie up and she was thankful they did as her skirt fell back into place covering her once again. She hoped that no one had noticed or saw but that was quickly about to change.

“Let’s work that back out now, it’s a little trick we do for each other,” a girl stood behind Maggie back-to-back and hooked her arms through Maggie’s then started to lean forward.

“Hey, um, I’m not sure about this,” she could feel herself start to lift off of her feet, it wasn’t just she was shorter than the cheerleader behind her but the angle was taking her off of the ground and onto her back.

Her skirt was quickly on the rise as the girl was completely bent over, Maggie was up in the air, unable to reach her skirt to pull it down, the girl wiggled causing Maggie to try to balance, spreading her leg and putting her bare pussy on display to the girl in front of her.

“Oh god Maggie, you’re not wearing any bloomers,” she said coyly, “didn’t Kim give you a part with the uniform or did you just not want to wear them.”

Maggie blushed deeply, embarrassed, she was exposing herself to a new person who didn’t know the things she had done so far. It was like being newly exposed all over again and even worse, she had been getting wet since the moment things started with Kim’s kiss this morning. She was so embarrassed as the girl was staring at her bare pussy.

“Oh come on girls, don’t tease her so much,” Kim walked up, “she’s already been teased enough, I mean look how wet she is, she’s practically dripping.”

Maggie thinking Kim was coming to her rescue, just came to make the situation more intense, and even more embarrassing as she felt like her most intimate parts were on full display.

“Mmmph,” she couldn’t help but moan, she was so sensitive as she felt a finger dip into the folds of her pussy and slowly move its way from the bottom up to her clit.

“You’re all wet Maggie, what were you thinking about,” it was the other cheerleader and not Kim, in fact Kim had vanished and left her alone with the cheerleaders she said were going to help her, “Maggie, how about I show you what teamwork is all about.”

She looked down to see the girl kneeling before her, her head slowly going between her thighs, she didn’t need to see however feeling her breathe on her bare skin, and her gaze almost searing into her sensitive flesh. Her back arched as she felt the a soft, warm, wet tongue dip into her pussy, exploring every inch, she had become so sensitive and the pleasure borderline on pain from how intense it felt.

Maggie's moans filled the air as the cheerleader expertly licked and sucked at her exposed sex. The girl below her tightened her arms to make sure that Maggie couldn’t move or stop what was going on. Eventually that didn’t matter as the pleasure became so much that she came within mere minutes of being licked.

Recovering from her orgasm, she found herself on her knees, face in the grass and ass in the air as her mind was coming to from the intense release.

“Look what I found in your backpack little girl,” Kim’s voice came from behind her, she meekly looked back to see her holding a large, red dildo with grooves in it, “I’m not done with you yet.”

Those were the last words that Maggie heard before she felt the tip pushed against her wet pussy and thrusted in as far as it would go. She was already sensitive from before, even more so now from the cheerleader going down on her till she came, practically exploded in pleasure. That didn’t matter to Kim as she fucked her with the dildo, she could feel every ridge of it as it exited and entered her hole.

Kim kept thrusting away for a few minutes before pulling out of Maggie and flipping her onto her back. Looking up at Kim between spread legs all Maggie saw was lust and then the sky as she was fucked hard and fast by the fake cock and whens he thought she couldn’t take it any longer. Kim spun around, straddling her head, lowering herself onto Maggie’s moaning mouth she bent down lower as well and licked her clit as she continued to furiously fuck her while rubbing her hot, wet pussy all over Maggie’s mouth.

Maggie's moans filled the air once more, mingling with the sound of Kim's heavy breathing above her. The sensation of the dildo thrusting in and out of her sensitive pussy was almost too much to bear, but she reveled in the pleasure as Kim's wetness coated her face.

Kim ground her hips against Maggie's mouth, rubbing her clit against her nose as she continued to fuck her with the dildo. Maggie could feel every ridge on the fake cock as it slid in and out of her, the sensation almost overwhelming as Kim's pace increased.

“Fuck,” Kim said loudly out of nowhere, her thighs tightened around Maggie’s head and she stopped fucking her for a second and Maggie worried if she had hurt her or done something wrong.

Then sudden, with a tight grip, Kim pulled out the dildo and flipped her onto her stomach. She positioned herself behind her, pulling her hips up and back as she prepared to enter her once more.

But instead, she pressed the dildo against Maggie's tight asshole. Maggie gasped at the sensation, but Kim didn't hesitate. She pushed the fake cock inside Maggie's ass, causing her to cry out in pleasure and pain.

Kim fucked her ass just as hard and fast as she had her pussy, the sensation new and unbearable as she hitched Maggie's hips back even further. Eventually, she couldn't take it any longer. She came hard, her entire body shuddering with the force of her orgasm.

As she came down from her high, she felt Kim pull it out of her and collapse onto the grass beside her. They lay there for a moment, both panting and trying to catch their breath.

"Fuck, that was intense," Maggie said, her voice hoarse from the pleasure.

"I told you I wasn't done with you yet," Kim replied, a satisfied smile on her face.

Once everyone was able to move again, they left the field, Kim stopping Maggie at the place where it all started behind the door, gave her another deep kiss and shoved two fingers deep inside of her making her moan into her mouth.

“Get some rest, and I hope you have a good day,” she smiled and said almost awkwardly, there was something different when he spoke this time and Maggie wasn’t sure exactly what it was.

During the day Maggie received a text on her phone during class. She didn’t know any more if the sound of her phone buzzing made her more nervous or aroused, or maybe it was both. She didn’t recognize the number but she saw there was a text earlier that she didn’t remember sending.

“Hi there, thank you for the kiss at the bar, I’ll see you around sometime,” the text said from her to this random number.

“Hi there kitten, I didn’t think you’d actually text me; I still remember your taste on my lips from that night,” Maggie blushed knowing exactly who it was, it was the guy from the bar that she was dared to give the note to.

“Yeah, well, I said I would, didn’t I?” Maggie was really bad at socializing, she was nervous and not sure what he wanted or what she was supposed to do, or if it would get back to the football team guys that she didn’t follow through or was rude and she didn’t want that.

“Well, I have a little proposal for you,” Maggie grew nervous, did he think she was some kind of prostitute and she would show up for sex at a text, “I’m the owner of the club you guys went to the other night and, well, you made me a lot of money and I like your…personality, how would you like to talk about a part time job?”

Maggie thought about the possibilities, she wasn’t dying for money but it would help, especially not having to put the burden completely on her parents of paying for anything extra she wanted.

“I have school and I’m the team mascot, I don’t know how much I can work,” she texted back a little nervous that she just ended a good opportunity.

“That’s ok, we can work around your schedule, after the money you brought in, even one night a week would be worth it, any chance you can come in for a little interview tonight, I can even send a car to get you if you don’t have a car here.”

“Um, yeah sure that would be great.”

“Ms. Hill, I’m sorry if my class is interrupting your conversation, may we continue.”

Maggie looked up at the teacher blushing, she was so into the conversation that she didn’t even realize how long she’d been texting, “I’m sorry.”

There were giggles, even in a college class people still acted like they were in high school, “well now that Ms. Hill says we can continue our class, where were we.”

The class felt like it lasted an eternity and when she stood, she didn’t even realize how wet she was, she could feel herself trickling down the inside of her right thigh and worried that there was a wet stain on the back of her skirt. Unbeknownst to her, she didn’t realize she was giving a little show the guy sitting in front of her in the lecture hall. With the seats on an angle, every time he looked back, he was getting a view right up her skirt at her bare pussy. Being a typical tomboy, she didn’t even consider crossing her legs and keeping them firmly together rarely wearing such clothes in the past.

She looked down to see him staring at her legs and then he looked up as their eyes met, he smirked and she gave a meek smile not sure what he was looking at. That was another thing Maggie wasn’t used to, she grew up the wallflower and for a guy to pay her any attention at all confused her, turned her on, but confused her nonetheless.

Maggie couldn't focus on anything else but the thought of the stranger's eyes on her legs. She felt a warmth spreading through her body, her nipples hardening and her pussy growing wetter by the second. She could feel her juices trickling down her thigh and she wondered if he could smell her arousal.

As she walked out of the lecture hall, she couldn't help but feel self-conscious about the wetness down the inside of her leg. She quickly made her way to the bathroom, hoping to clean herself up before meeting the stranger.

But as she entered the bathroom, she found herself alone. She fiddled with the door lock and leaned against the cold tile wall. She closed her eyes and let out a sigh, her hand instinctively moving to her pussy.

She started to rub her clit, the sensation sending waves of pleasure through her body. She imagined the stranger's hands on her, his fingers exploring her wet folds. She let out a soft moan, her fingers moving faster and faster.

Suddenly, startled she heard the sound of the bathroom door opening thinking she locked it and quickly pulled her hand away, her heart racing as she turned to see who it was.

It was the guy from class, a smirk on his face as he looked her up and down. "I see you couldn't wait," he said, his eyes locked on her skirt.

Maggie felt a rush of excitement and fear wash over her. She didn't know what to do, but she couldn't deny the desire she felt, being interrupted as she was pleasuring herself

"I couldn't either," he said, stepping closer to her, his hand reached behind her hand and pulled her into a deep kiss. He reached down and touched her wet thigh, his fingers tracing a path up to her pussy as his lips locked onto hers.

Maggie gasped as he slid a finger inside her, her body trembling with pleasure. He pulled away and she looked up at him, her eyes filled with desire.

"I knew you'd be a dirty little slut," he said, his fingers moving faster and faster inside her.

Maggie couldn't help but moan, her body begging for more. She felt herself on the brink of orgasm, her pussy clenching around his fingers until he suddenly pulled them out, bringing them to his lips and tasting her juices.

"You taste so good, kitten," he said, his eyes filled with desire.

He put his hands on her shoulders, pushing her down onto her knees and then undoing his pants, pulled out his hard cock and offered it to her.

"You know you want it, slut," he said, his hand behind her head, guiding her forward.

She instinctively opened her mouth as he guided her, the tip penetrating her lips and moving slowly into her mouth.

Maggie couldn't believe what was happening. This guy she had never talked to, noticed or acknowledged her before was now shoving his cock into her mouth and she was taking it without question. She pulled back but he pulled her head forward shoving his cock deeper trying to penetrate her throat as he did.

"Teasing me with your pussy all through class," the guy said, now fucking her mouth ruthlessly, “you brought this on yourself.”

It didn’t take long before he shoved his cock fully into her mouth and a little down her throat and came, pulling out before he was done and leaving a hefty load in her mouth.

The sound of the bathroom knob being jiggled startled the both of them, thankfully this time the door was actually locked. It scared him enough to fix his pants, putting his still wet cock away and for Maggie to stand up as quickly as she could as he unlocked the door and walked out. She ran into the girl that was coming in who gave her a dirty look as she stumbled her way pass her back into the hallway.

As she tried to make some distance between her and the bathroom, her legs weak and her body now trembling with sexual frustration. She couldn't wait to see what was going to happen at the club for her interview.

Walking to her place she was thinking what she should wear, she didn’t really have anything that was professional or interview worthy, the need never arose till now. Though that train of thought was quickly derailed as she saw an expensive car waiting for her and a driver smiling at her as she got close.

“You must be the girl my boss was talking about, this way please,” he opened the door and directed her to get inside.

“But, I should, um probably change,” the man not even reacting to what she said and started closing the door almost forcing her to take a seat on the cold, expensive leather.

As Maggie was driven down to the club, she couldn't shake the thoughts of that her classmate’s cock in her mouth. She felt a mix of shame and excitement, her pussy still sensitive and wet with his neglect for her pleasure. Then she remembered she was still in the cheerleading outfit without any underwear.

When she arrived, she was greeted by the club owner, the same tall, handsome man with the same sinister smile he gave her that first night they met, "Ah, Maggie, I've been waiting for you," he said, his eyes roaming over her body, “just came from cheerleading practice?”

“Um, something like that,” with the cold of the club and his eyes, she felt a chill on her skin and felt practically naked as she followed him.

He led her to a private room in the back, where a group of men were already gathered. "These are the men you'll be interviewing with tonight," he said, gesturing to the group.

Maggie felt a wave of anxiety wash over her, but she tried to hide it with a confident smile. She took a deep breath and began her interview, answering their questions with ease.

“Have you ever worked at a club before? Bar?”

“Do you have an experience in the service industry?”

“Do you know how to make a Cosmo? Manhattan? Gin fizz?”

Maggie was a little worried that she had really no experience, the only jobs she ever had in her life was bagging groceries in high school and occasionally babysitting whenever her neighbors need a night away from the kids.

But as the interview went on, the questions became more and more explicit and so did their actions towards her. Sitting next to the owner his hand would tease the back of her thigh, eventually finding his way up under her skirt, causing both a shocked look on both of their faces as she knew he now knew that she had no underwear on under her skirt.

They asked her about her sexual experiences, her fantasies, and her limits. Her mind still sexually frustrated and reeling from the blowjob gave and now this handsome man’s expert fingers teasing her. Maggie felt herself growing more and more aroused, her body responding to their words and her mind in a haze answering without considering what she was saying.

Finally, one of the men asked her the question she had been waiting for. "Are you ready to show us what you're really made of, Maggie?"

She nodded, her heart racing with excitement. The man stood up and approached her, his eyes filled with desire. He reached out and touched her cheek, his thumb tracing a path down to her lips.

"Strip for us," he said, his voice low and commanding, “we have a strict policy of our employees look, don’t worry bra and panties is no different than being on the beach with your friends.

“Well, I’m not actually, um wearing any,” she blushed not sure of what to do, the finger slowly penetrated her and she stifled a moan as she waited for an answer.

“That’s perfectly fine kitten, it’s nothing none of us haven’t seen before,” the owner stated, driving his finger into her deep before pulling it out almost hitting a button deep inside of her forcing her to undress.

With a zip at the side of the top, she undid it and took it off over her head, not able to cover her breasts that were exposed to all. Unclasping and unzipping the skirt with unhand it quickly fell to the ground kicking it off along with her shoes now just leaving her in her innocent white socks.

“Socks too kitten,” the owner stated and she bent over without thinking pulling off one after another leaving them with her skirt and shoes, her ass and pussy on full display to the man behind her without realizing the show she had just put on.

His gaze that all could see but her was accompanied by a smirk and devious eyes, his fingers stroking his bottom jaw as he took in the site, he couldn’t tell if she was this slutty or naive at the what she had just done.

“How about you show us how hospital you can be while we continue your interview,” he gave her a little shove in the direction of the guy in front of her.

She walked over and he motioned her to sit on his lap, in her current mind she didn’t see anything wrong with that. They were all acting normal, why shouldn’t she and maybe this is exactly what girls did working at clubs and bars, this was the first one she went to after all and she ended up fingered and naked by the end of the night with no one complaining.

Sitting on his lap she immediately noticed his hard cock pressing against her ass, his left hand rested on her thigh as his right teased her hip, his fingers dancing along her ribs, and kneading into the soft flesh of her thigh. She leaned forward a little to try to get more comfortable but that just caused the bulge in his pants to rub right against her sensitive slit.

She felt a small shiver run down her spine as his hand moved up her thigh, his fingers tracing a slow path up towards her crotch. His other hand reached around to her stomach, pulling her even closer against him as she felt his hard cock throb against her ass.

"Mmm, you're so fucking tight," he whispered in her ear for too soft for anyone else to hear, his breath hot and heavy against her skin. She could feel the heat radiating off his body, the smell of his cologne mixing with the musky scent of his arousal.

His fingers continued to tease her hip, just barely brushing against the edge of her pussy as she squirmed in his lap. She could feel the heat starting to build between her legs, her pussy growing slick and swollen as his fingers explored her body.

"You like that, don't you?" he whispered, his voice low and dangerous. She could only nod, trying not to make what he was doing to her too obvious while still trying to listen to the question of the other men interviewing her. She suddenly grew silent unable to find the words to respond as his fingers delved further between her legs, brushing against the soft folds of her pussy.

She moaned softly as his fingers found her clit, rubbing slow circles around the sensitive nub as she felt herself growing more and more aroused. His cock pressed harder against her ass, the bulge in his pants growing larger as she unintentionally ground herself against him.

She could feel herself growing close to the edge, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps as he continued to tease her. She could feel the tension building inside her, her muscles growing tight as she felt herself on the brink of orgasm.

"That’s enough Eric, give James a try, he looks so lonely there" the owner said with a smile on his face. She gave a frustrated moan as his hands went back to the arm rests and she stood walking to the next man to her left.

On stumbly legs she made her way to the next man who wasted no time grabbing her by the waist and plopping her down on his lap. If it wasn’t for his pants feeling the hardness on her ass, he probably would have just penetrated her right then and there without a second though and with her wetness and willingness, it would have easily slid in.

There was less subtlety and pretense with this man, he groped her breasts as if he was almost appraising her like a new puppy. His left arm wrapped around her waist bring her closer as her back pressed up against his chest and her ass deeper into his crotch with his cock almost straining between her cheeks with how hard he was. He didn’t even both to tease her as he shoved a finger deep into her pussy, feeling her warmth and wetness.

“A bitch in heat, just like my wife used to be,” loud enough that she wondered if the rest of the room heard him.

The owners phone rang, “excuse me for one moment, I just need to take this,” he said before getting up and leaving the room.

The finger inside Maggie started to pull out and penetrate her slowly, a tease that was slowly burning the fires in her even stronger but not enough to build her to orgasm, it was just the sheer pleasure that was driving her wild. She leaned back against him, her head resting against his shoulder as she struggled to catch her breath. She could feel the wetness dripping down her ass, the slickness of her arousal coating her thighs as he continued to slowly finger her.

She knew she should stop him, should push him away and tell him to get his hands off her. But she couldn't find the strength to move, her body still shuddering from the pleasure he was giving her. She could feel herself slipping deeper and deeper into their grasp, her mind growing hazy with pleasure as he continued.

When she thought she was finally close to building to an orgasm, he stopped. She gasped as if she was holding her breath and looked behind her like a wild woman in heat. Her face was red, her breathing heavy and deep.

“I think it’s Jeremy’s turn now to experience your services,” he smiled and gave her a light tap on her thigh as she dizzily got up and walked the few steps to the next man.

Maggie’s brain felt like it was mush, she didn’t know if they were running their fingers over her body or scrambling her brain with each circle around her sensitive skin or thrust into her needy pussy, but when she got to Jeremy, she had to shuffle between him and the table in front of him when she felt his hands large, rough hands grab her waist and guide her down onto his lap.

“They really like my waist don’t…ummm…they,” she thought to herself, Maggie had joked that the last guy could have just slipped into her with hot wet and willing she was and Jeremy proved it.

“Mmmph!” was the moan that came out as she was sat onto his lap, his cock slipping right into her pussy so far as without knowing it, all her weight was brought onto his lap until the back of her legs were flat against the front of his and his cock was deep enough that she thought he had stabbed her right through to her stomach.

He reached around and began toying with her clit as the man before did, but the feeling was a thousand times more intense as his bare cock hit all the right places inside of her. He was so large that she felt like he was wearing her like a leather glove.

“God, she is a tight one,” Maggie tensed, her back arched from the pleasure, her mind no longer able to think properly, she was in a drunkin’ lust with her sexual instincts taking over her mind, “the bitch is milking me.”

He took my clit between his two fingers and started to rub it, even gently it was more intense than anything she had gone through yet, or maybe it was how teased she was today without even the satisfaction of an orgasm or the exposure and humiliation driving my arousal into overdrive. All she knew was she was on the verge of a massive orgasm and she didn’t want to lose this one.

“Oh, not yet sweetie,” he let go of my clit but without thinking she reached down and picked up where he left off.

She had never masturbated in front of anyone before, let alone a bunch of strange men old enough to be my father, but this was more than a need, she felt like I was going to die if she didn’t cum right here, right now. Her body took on a mind of its own, furiously rubbing my clit, my hips thrusting into the air as if wanting more contact. She couldn’t even imagine what the guy was feeling as her hips thrust back and forth on his cock and her pussy clenching and unclenching in the need for release.

“Yes, please, please,” she could feel in finally about to edge and with a silent scream she came.

Every muscle in her body tensed, every muscle and with a grunt behind her the man pulled down on her thighs to make sure every inch of his cock was in her as he let go load after load of cum inside of her pushing her orgasm even higher than before. If it wasn’t for the cock plugging her pussy she may have actually sprayed as intense as it felt.

Completely spent she sat there, laid back her head on the man’s shoulder and slowly felt his cock soften and slip out of her, the tip grazing her sensitive clit and making her twitch as it touched. She barely could see the other men looking at her mesmerized and filled with lust of their own, getting up and moving towards her.

In a daze Maggie felt herself picked up and laid onto a hard surface, her legs hung off one side and her head laid off the other as she felt hands grip her legs and hold them up into the air, another set gripped her shoulders. Simultaneously a cock entered her dripping pussy as another slipped into her lips and down her throat. She was now getting fucked again by two men at the same time.

“You can have her pussy, I’m not a sloppy second’s guy myself,” Maggie had no idea who was saying what, she was completely spent and now she was just being used for their pleasure.

“You don’t know what you’re missing, I haven’t had something this tight since I was a teenager.”

In and out each went, in and out, she almost felt numb to it and the men didn’t care. They took turns toying with her clit, groping her breasts, pulling on her nipples. They would try to see how far and deep they could plunge themselves into her, but at the moment none of it was registering, she was a sex doll and eventually they accepted her and figured she was just a slut looking for a job.

When they finally came and each made their deposit into Maggie, they left her there, draped over the table until strong arms picked her up and laid her on a towel covered couch close by. She looked up in a daze to see the driver that had driven her here in the first place.

“Take your time, the boss will see you once you are ready, rest for now,” there was a smirk on his face, or at least that’s what she thought as she passed out.

Maggie dreamed of a line of men all coming up to use her mouth, she was on her knees in restraints with her head firmly in place and a ring in her mouth for man after man to penetrate her fuck her face, cumming and leaving for the next one to take their place. It didn’t help that when she woke up her jaw and throat were sore and the taste of cum still lingered in her mouth. When she got up her thighs and pussy felt just as used and sore, but she felt a satisfaction that ran through her.

There was a note on her stomach and she picked it up not sure if the contents were good or bad, it simply just said, “please meet me in my office at your earliest convenience, it’s down the hall to your left at the end.”

She looked around for her clothes and found nothing, there was nothing to even cover her and at this point there was probably no need to. She opened the door thinking the hall was going to be empty, but servers walked past her, along with the bartender she met the first night that gave her a smile as she walked by. No one said anything or reacted, and if she didn’t know any better, to them, this was perfectly normal.

She knocked on the door to what she hoped was the office and a stern yell came through the door breaking the noise of the busy hallway, “come in!”

Maggie slowly opened the door and walked in to see the owner sitting at his desk.

“Please take a seat,” she motioned his hand to the seats in front of his desk.

She sat the best she could which felt a little awkward, she felt self-conscious about showing her nudity so nonchalantly and was also worried about leaking on such an expensive seat. Crossing, uncrossing her legs shifting from side to side, she wasn’t sure if she looked like a crazy person or she had to pee.

“Something wrong kitten,” her spoke up realizing her movements.

“Um,” Maggie blushed not sure how delicately to put it, “I just don’t want to ruin your chair.”

He laughed a hardy laugh, “kitten, far worse has sat in that chair, we clean it on the regs,” she watched her blush, “but if it bothers you so much how about you stand over here by me, I want to show you something anyways.”

Maggie stood up and walked over to his side, her legs were still on the wobbly side, but she was much more lucid than she had been moments ago. When she got to his side, she saw something that made her jaw drop, it wasn’t that he wasn’t wearing pants or underwear, it was the fact that his cock was the largest she had ever seen in her life, it looked like a small kid’s baseball bat. It had to have been nearly as long as her forearm and as thick as a soda can, she wasn’t sure how anyone could take something like that and survive to talk about it.

"Holy fuck, that's a fucking monster!" Maggie exclaimed, her eyes wide with shock and awe.

The owner just chuckled, "Yeah, it's a handful, alright. But I promise you, kitten, it's worth every inch."

Maggie couldn't help but feel a mix of fear and excitement. She had never seen anything like this before, and she couldn't help but wonder what it would feel like to have that massive cock inside her.

"Do you... do you want to touch it?" he asked, a hint of a smirk on his face.

Maggie hesitated for a moment, but then nodded slowly. She reached out tentatively, her fingers trembling slightly as she made contact with the hot, smooth skin of his shaft.

"Oh fuck," she moaned softly as she felt the weight of his cock in her hand. It was so heavy and thick, she could barely wrap her fingers around it.

The owner groaned as she started to stroke him, his cock growing even harder and bigger in her hand. Maggie couldn't believe how good it felt to touch him like this, it was like nothing she had ever experienced before.

"Fuck, kitten, you're so fucking good at this," he growled, his hips thrusting forward as he fucked her hand.

Maggie could feel her pussy getting wetter and wetter as she touched him, her body responding to the dirty, filthy things he was saying to her. She had never been so turned on in her life.

"I want to taste it," she whispered, her lips inches from his cock.

The owner grinned, "Be my guest, kitten. But don't say I didn't warn you."

Maggie didn't need any more encouragement. She leaned forward, her tongue darting out to lick the tip of his cock. It was salty and musky, the taste of pure, raw masculinity.

She took him in her mouth, her lips stretching wide as she sucked him deeper and deeper. She could feel his cock hitting the back of her throat, making her gag and choke. But she didn't care, she wanted more, she needed more.

The owner grabbed her head, his fingers tangled in her hair as he fucked her mouth, his cock sliding in and out of her lips with rough, brutal strokes. Maggie could feel her eyes watering, her nose running, but she didn't care, she loved every second of it.

When she looked up, she saw what was on his screen, it was a security feed to the room she had her interview in, he was watching the whole thing and was now playing it back.

He noticed that she saw, even while trying to take the full, massive whole of his cock in her mouth and down her throat, “that’s what I really wanted to show you kitten.”

He fast forwarded to the special parts, where you could clearly see her hand up the back of her skirt toying with her, where she had stripped for all of them, as she sat on every man’s lap and let them tease her until finally, she was fucked and then taken by the other two on the table.

She could taste his pre-cum in her mouth, it was turning him on and as she felt herself start to drip, both the cum of the men who took her being pushed out by her own arousal, she knew shamefully it was turning her on as well.

"Fuck, kitten, you're such a fucking slut," he growled, his hips bucking as he came hard in her mouth, his hot, sticky cum filling her throat and making her gag.

Maggie swallowed every drop, her body trembling with pleasure as she felt his cum slide down her throat. She had never felt so satisfied, so fulfilled in her life.

"Fuck, that was amazing," the owner gasped, his cock still hard and throbbing in her hand. "You're a fucking natural, kitten."

Maggie blushed, her cheeks burning with embarrassment. But she couldn't deny the truth in his words. She had never felt so alive, so turned on, so free in her life.

"Thank you," she whispered, her lips still wet with his cum.

She watched him reach down and pull up his pants and boxers, she felt a sense of disappointment and confusion wash over her. Maggie couldn't believe what was happening. She had been so sure that he was going to fuck her, that she had even started to getting thoroughly aroused again with anticipation.

"Wait, what's happening?" she asked, her voice trembling slightly.

The owner chuckled, "Sorry, kitten. I have some business to attend to. But don't worry, we'll pick this up again soon."

Maggie felt a mix of relief and frustration. On the one hand, she was glad that she hadn't been forced into something she wasn't ready for. But on the other hand, she couldn't help but feel a sense of disappointment that the encounter had been cut short.

"Okay," she said, trying to hide her feelings of disappointment as he walked out. "I'll see myself out."

She found the cheerleading uniform folded on a chair by the door she hadn’t noticed coming in. She got dressed and as she walked out of the office, she couldn't help but feel confused and unsure of what had just happened. She had never experienced anything like that before, and she wasn't sure if she should be excited or scared.

All she knew was that she wanted more, that she needed to feel that mixture of arousal, humiliation and exposure again. And she was determined to make it happen, no matter what it took, not to mention see if she could take the giant monster that he caged.

But for now, she would have to settle for the memories of their encounter, and the growing desire that was building inside her. She knew that it was only a matter of time before she got taken by the owner.

Walking out she saw the saw countless faces of the employees that worked there, some looked at her and smiled, others, especially the female servers looked at her with disgust, a feeling that that would have intensified if they truly knew what she had done and the mixture that was leaking out from under her cheerleading skirt. It didn’t occur to her till she got to the door wondering how she was going to get home but walking out she saw the driver and the car all ready for her.

“Um, thank you, for um, you know,” she didn’t know the words exactly to say, thank you for taking my slutty naked, used butt to the couch…

“You can thank me later if you’d like,” he smiled and winked, “but not today.”

A few days went by, she was actually somewhat able to focus on classes, did real training as a mascot, because she actually had to do it and had the occasional hook up with a member of the football team or cheerleader it was nothing crazy till Kim messaged her.

“Hey Maggie, the girls and I want to officially welcome you to the team, join us tomorrow morning, bright and early at the football field for your initiation,” the text message read.

When Maggie arrived the next morning, she was met by the whole cheerleading team standing in a line on the grass, Kim walked up to her with a big smile on her face, she wasn’t sure how she could be so happy so early in the morning. She walked up to her and whispered something in her ear.

Maggie pulled back, and looked at Kim, her heart pounding in her chest. "You want me to what?!?" she asked, incredulous.

Kim smirked at her. "You heard me, Maggie. I want you to strip down and run across campus to my dorm. It's the perfect way to initiate you into the squad, we all had to do it."

Maggie hesitated, her mind racing. She didn't know if she was ready for something like this. But she also didn't want to disappoint Kim or the rest of the cheerleading squad.

Finally, she nodded. "Okay, I'll do it."

Kim clapped her hands together excitedly. "Great! Let's get started, and it’s really early there is practically no one on campus or fully awake anyways."

Maggie followed Kim out to the field, her heart pounding harder with every step. Standing in front of all of the cheerleaders watching her, she thought she was about to faint.

"Okay, Maggie. It's time to strip."

Maggie's hands shook as she began to undress, she blushed as all the girls’ eyes were on her, her mind started racing with thoughts of what could happen if she was caught. But she pushed those thoughts aside, determined to follow Kim's instructions.

When she was completely naked, Kim took her clothes and shoved them into a small bag. "Here, are your clothes, which will be waiting for me at my dorm. And remember Maggie, no one can see you."

Maggie nodded, her heart racing even faster now, she waited to give Kim the head start she needed to beat her to her dorm. She then took a deep breath and began to run, the girls cheering her from behind, her bare feet pounding against the grass as she made her way into the campus.

She could feel the cool breeze against her skin, making her nipples harden and her pussy tingle. She tried to focus on her breathing, but it was difficult with the adrenaline coursing through her veins. As she approached the classroom buildings, she stopped to survey the area before mindlessly streaking through, she was told not to be seen.

From dark corner to dark corner she ran, behind bushes she ducked, the campus was silent but she couldn’t risk a single person seeing her or else the whole campus would find out. There would probably be pictures and video and her reputation would be forever ruined.

It wasn’t that far to the other side, she was almost there, ducking behind some bushes just in the nick of time when the door opened and a guy around her age stumbled out of the door nearly tripping onto the concrete ground. With a few steps he fell face first and wasn’t moving, Maggie didn’t know what to do, should she check on him or take the chance to run now.

She couldn’t just leave the guy there, she crawled over to him, looking around as to not be seen and gave him a nudge but he didn’t move, with another nudge he started to stir and she was afraid he was going to see her and if he turned around with her squatting would have had a great look right between her legs.

“Five more minutes, I don’t have class today,” he mumbled.

Now that she was sure he was ok she gave a quick look around and ran for the final distance before anyone else caught her. The guy opened his eyes and through the drunken fog swore he saw a naked girl running away from him. Looking down at the ground, pushed himself up and onto his feet nearly stumbling again, looking around, the girl was nowhere to be seen.

As Maggie approached Kim's dorm, she slowed down, looking around carefully to make sure no one was watching she slipped through the front door and decided on the stairs, there was less of a chance she would get caught on the stairs than the elevator. When she finally got to Kim’s floor her lungs felt like they were on fire and her legs sore from the steps, she slipped her way through the door closing it slowly as to not have it slam and made her way to her door.

She gave a light knock praying that Kim would hear it and let her in, every door around her felt like a possibility that she would get caught and find a naked girl who would be in a lot of trouble.

Kim came and opened the door slightly, a wicked grin on her face. "Well, Maggie? Did you make it without being seen?"

Maggie nodded, still trembling. "Yes, I did," wishing she would just let her in.

Kim's grin grew wider. "Good girl. Now, let's celebrate your initiation into the squad,” and with that, Kim let her in and gave her a passionate celebratory kiss, “the fun is just about to begin.”

She pushed Maggie onto her bed and quickly stripped off her uniform, to Maggie’s shock she wasn’t wearing a bra or bloomers and instantly thought back to the day she had been wearing the same exact outfit, her pussy twitched at all the images that sent overwhelmingly arousing emotions to course through her body. She hadn’t even noticed when Kim suddenly shackled her left hand and quickly her right before she was able to react.

“Kim what the hell are you doing?”

She put a finger to her mouth, “shhhh, it’ll be fun, I promise, don’t you trust me.”

Maggie smiled as she watched her kneel in front of her and with two quick clicks her ankles were shackled as well and her legs were spread open unable to close shut.

“One last thing,” she felt Kim on the bed and reaching for something under her pillow, it was a contoured sleep mask and she slipped it over Maggie’s head and tightened it so she couldn’t see and it wouldn’t move.

She heard the door open and with a giddy yell, “you can come in girls the real fun is about to begin.”

Footsteps, Maggie had no idea who or how many came in, but it was starting to feel like déjà vu.

“Here’s the fun game Maggie, I picked some random girls from the team and now, you’re going to pleasure every single one of them,” she heard Kim at a distance wondering how she was going to do that.

She wiggled her hands in the air, “kind of hard to do that with both hands nearly tied behind my back.”

The laughed, not at her objection to pleasing random girls she couldn’t see, but unable to use her hands, “god she really is a little slut,” one of the girls said before Kim quickly shushed her.

“No talking, you know the rules, or the game won’t be as fun.”

“There are six girls here not including myself, you’re going to have to please everyone, remember their sounds, their taste, anything you can because at the end of the season you have to identify who they are.”

“How am I going to do that?” Maggie seemed kind of frustrated at her predicament.

“How else, taste comparison,” the girls giggled and Maggie blushed, “time for contestant number one.”

Maggie felt a weight on the bed and then, legs moving over her shoulders and straddling her chest, the musky aroma of female arousal coursed through her nose and before she could sense what was about to happen, wet lips found their way grazing over her chin. She felt a small landing strip of hair tickle her nose.

“Come on girl, we don’t have all day,” Kim shouted out startling the both of them.

Maggie moved her and slowly explored the blind void with her tongue. She eventually found skin and moved in around until a strong sweet taste filled her senses. The wetness grew and low moans filled the room, a hand found the back of her head and drew her in closer. Her face pressed tightly against the girl’s lips her thighs now snug around her head.

Maggie licked around, at one point trying to push her tongue deep into the girl’s hole, she knew she hit a good spot as she felt her body shiver. She trailed up until she found her clit and made circles around it with the tip of her tongue.

She felt fingers spreading her lips and the girl moaning louder, “Kim that’s not fair, you can’t join in.”

“Hey no speaking and at this rate we’ll be here all morning and I have classes.”

What Maggie couldn’t see was Kim groping on the poor girl’s breasts, teasing and pulling on her nipples, a weakness that the cheerleader knew of, the cheerleader who somehow knew all of the bodily weaknesses of the other girls on the team.

Maggie felt her tense, her legs squeezed so tight she thought she was going to crush her head, her hands pulled her towards her so hard that her mouth and nose were pressed against her pussy filling her completely with her wetness and then with a squeak, she went limp.

“Contestant number two,” Kim yelled out, “come on, don’t be shy.”

She felt a weight on the bed again and prepared for more lips to be shoved into her face. This was different though, the lips were soft, warm and wet and when a tongue slipped into her mouth, she realized it wasn’t the lips she was expecting, it was a warm sensual kiss. One that made Maggie blush and smile at the same time, she really wanted to please this one the best she could now.

Although what happened next definitely confused her while she was blindfolded, the bed shifted a bit and she felt long hair on her legs followed by some pretty large breasts resting on her thighs and then suddenly a pussy at her mouth. She licked up and around and when she found where the girl’s clit was, she realized she must have been bent over with her ass in her face on all fours.

Maggie's confusion turned to excitement as she realized that the mystery cheerleader’s ass was in her face. She had never tried anything like this before, but she was eager to please her and explore a new sensation.

To everyone’s surprise she tentatively reached up and began to circle her tongue around the girl’s asshole, eliciting a gasp of pleasure from the mystery stranger. Maggie took this as a sign to continue, exploring the tight ring of muscle with her tongue.

She moaned louder, pushing her ass back against Maggie's face. She eagerly licked and probed, enjoying the new and taboo sensation. She could feel her own arousal building as she pleased her, feeling her body trembling with pleasure.

But just as she was about to cum, the girl pulled away, leaving Maggie panting and wanting more. She heard Kim's voice in the distance, announcing the next contestant, but she couldn't focus on anything but the taste of the girl’s ass still lingering on her tongue.

Maggie's body trembled with pleasure as Contestant three explored her wet pussy with her fingers. The slow circles around her nipples and the flick of her clit had Maggie on the brink of an orgasm.

But just as she was about to cum, Contestant three pulled away and ran her finger along Maggie's lips. The scent of the next girl's pussy on her finger was a tantalizing tease, leaving Maggie wanting more.

She moaned in frustration, her body still trembling with unfulfilled pleasure. Contestant three smiled wickedly, knowing exactly what she was doing to Maggie.

"I think it's time for you to pleasure the next girl," Contestant three said.

The only thing Maggie could think was, that was it? It was a strange feeling as she felt what she did was so much and yet not enough at the same time making her wanting for more, but frustrated that she wasn’t going to get it.

Maggie's mind raced with surprise as contestant four climbed onto the bed and took control. She didn't hesitate, grabbing Maggie's head by her hair and shoving it towards her pussy it almost felt like she was being manhandled. She could feel the rough stubble of the girl's pubic hair against her face and mouth.

But Maggie didn't mind, she was eager to please her and make her cum harder than she ever had before. She eagerly began to lick and suck on her clit, but in the end, it didn’t matter as she was used like a mindless toy rubbing her pussy all over her mouth.

The girl moaned in pleasure, her hips grinding against Maggie's face harder and more furiously. Maggie could feel the girl’s orgasm building, her body trembling with the force of it.

Just as began to cum, she grabbed Maggie’s head with both hands and pulled her against her crotch as hard as she could, leaving Maggie desperately gasping for air as she was almost drowned in the girl’s pussy juices. The girl immediately climbed off the bed without a word, leaving Maggie confused and covered.

Maggie could hear Kim's voice in the distance, announcing the next contestant. She didn’t know if she could give it her all for the next round almost spent from being used so hard and mercilessly, but she was determined to continue the competition and please every last contestant.

Contestant five approached her with a gentler touch, caressing her body and whispering sweet nothings in her ear. Maggie felt herself relax under her touch, her muscles unclenching and her mind clearing. The feeling of heat was radiating from her right thigh followed by a dampness as she realized the girl was rubbing her pussy on her thigh as she whispered into her ear.

The words quickly were replaced more and more by her moans as she was using Maggie’s leg to get off. There was something off about that for her but arousing at the same time, being used again for a girl’s pleasure without them pleasuring her in return, physically anyways. There was something about her gentle voice and sweet breath on her ear that send shivers of pleasure through her body. She could have stayed like that all day and not have had a single care in the world.

With a few hard and shuddering thrusts of the girl’s hips against her leg, her breathing quickened and she gently collapsed onto the bond and blindfolded girl, warmly almost lovingly until she slowly got up and vanished into the void that the blindfold created.

“Time for the final girl,” Kim said with a mischievous tone in her voice.

Maggie took a deep breath, trying to calm her racing heart and clear her mind. She couldn't believe how much pleasure she had derived from being used in such a way by fifth contestant. She had never experienced anything like it before, and it had left her craving more.

As Kim announced the final contestant, Maggie steeled herself for whatever was to come next. She was determined to give it her all and please every last contestant, no matter what they asked of her.

This time it felt very different from the other’s, it felt like the girl sat next to her not sure of what she was supposed to do, almost hesitating.

“Come on, give her a little kiss,” she could hear Kim quietly egging her on.

Gentle lips quickly pecked at Maggie’s lips, it felt like an awkward first date instead of the sexual rollercoaster she had been on so far. A hand gently cupped one of her breasts, her finger grazed against Maggie’s sensitive nipple which caused her to moan. The hand suddenly recoiled, almost as if it worried that it had hurt her instead of pleasured her. Maggie almost felt sorry for this girl, like she either didn’t know what she was doing or didn’t want to be a part of it, she couldn’t tell which.

She felt another motion on the bed then moans coming from someone close by. It was the girl she was with, she was moaning, but she wasn’t doing anything to cause it. Maggie felt her forehead pressed against another’s, she could feel the heat rising from her skin, the moans from her mouth.

A gasp, a moan, a sharp yelp, Maggie wasn’t sure what was going on but she knew it had to be intense. Suddenly their faces pressed against one another, their lips met and the once awkward kiss became a passionate lip lock that she wasn’t expecting. Tongues swirled and the girl continued to moan into Maggie’s mouth. For a moment she gasped stealing the air out of Maggie’s lungs leaving her breathless and lightheaded.

Maggie's mind raced with confusion as the final contestant's behavior shifted from hesitant to passionate. She couldn't understand what had caused the sudden change, but she found herself getting lost in the intensity of the girl's kiss.

The girl's hands roamed Maggie's bound and blindfolded body, cupping her breasts and digging her nails into her tender skin. Maggie moaned in pleasure and pain, as she could do nothing but take it.

The girl's moans grew louder, breaking the kiss, their foreheads once again pressed against one another, she could feel a slight sweat on her brow and could feel the girl's orgasm building, her body trembling with the force of it.

And just as the girl came, she pulled away, leaving Maggie breathless and wanting more. She climbed off the bed without a word, leaving her confused and aching with unfulfilled desire.

She hadn’t realized that there was still a weight on the bed other than her own that moved up her chest when lips suddenly touched her own. She knew this touch, these lips, she knew them pretty well by now but the taste was different. It was Kim, the taste was familiar but strange at the same time.

She felt her lean in, her hot breathe on her ear, and she whispered, “she was delicious, just needed a little motivation, she’s kind of new to all of this,” she nibbled on Maggie’s ear, driving her wild with desire that was already through the roof, “your turn now little girl.”

With that the room fell silent, a warmth suddenly appeared between her legs and before she realized what it was, a soft, silky tongue was licking and exploring her pussy. Was it Kim? Was it one of the other girls? Was there more there? Eventually the questions went away and all she did was focus on the feeling. When she heard a beeping sound, the tongue vanished in frustration but quickly was replaced by another.

Maggie's mind was a whirl of pleasure and confusion as someone’s lips and tongue explored her pussy. She couldn't believe what was happening, but she didn't care. She was too lost in the sensation to worry about anything else.

The tongue explored every inch of her, licking and sucking on her clit and labia. Maggie moaned in pleasure, her hips grinding against the mysterious tongue. She had no idea who was pleasuring her, but she didn't care. All that mattered was the feeling.

The beeping sounded again; each time replaced by a new tongue. Maggie couldn't believe how many girls were pleasuring her, but she didn't care. She was too lost in the pleasure to worry about anything else.

And when she finally came, she screamed in pleasure, her body trembling and shaking with the force of her orgasm. She collapsed onto the bed, spent and satisfied.

The beeping sounded again, “sorry little girl, you pleasured all the girls here and no one is leaving until everyone pays back the favor once and I do mean everyone.”

The onslaught continued as alarm after alarm, tongue after tongue, mouth after mouth took her. She lost track of the number of orgasms she had thinking with only 6 girls, 7 with Kim, that had to be more than enough, but as her brain melted in pleasure, she must have meant that each girl had to give her an orgasm and some were giving her multiple.

She didn’t know how much longer she was going to last until one girl finally roughly shoved her fingers into Maggie’s pussy, curling and twisting them, ruthlessly sucking on her clit she thought she was going to explode and in a way she did. Her body arched, pulling and tugging on the restraints until she finally collapsed after one orgasm that shadowed them all.

“I think that was everyone,” Maggie heard as she slowly drifted off, her body trembling and quivering from the orgasmic aftershocks.

When she woke up, she found her arms and legs were free, although sore and the blindfold was removed. She was however, cuddled up against Kim’s naked body that felt warm and smooth to the touch, she had never slept with someone before, as just slept and not fucked…although they did, you know what she means. It brought a smile to her face and she closed her eyes giving Kim a gentle squeeze and going back to sleep.

As Maggie walked into class that day, she felt a sense of excitement. Her friend Kim had picked out a sundress for her to wear, and she had decided to go along with it. The dress was light and airy, perfect for a summer day. And she had decided to go commando, not wanting any panty lines to show.

As she sat down in her seat, she could feel the cool air on her bare pussy. She bit her lip, trying to stifle any moans that might escape. She couldn't believe how turned on she was already, and how sensitive it was making her body just from wearing this dress.

As Maggie sat in her lecture, she couldn't help but feel a sense of nervousness. The guy from yesterday was sitting next to her, and she couldn't shake the feeling that he was watching her.

She had tried to forget about what had happened in the bathroom the previous day, but she couldn't get it out of her mind. He come into the bathroom just as she was pleasuring herself, fingered her to the brink of orgasm, but had stopped just before she could cum, and then he got her to suck his dick until he came down her throat, leaving right after because someone had knocked on the door.

Maggie had been left feeling humiliated and used, but she couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement at the thought of what might happen next. She couldn't believe that she had let him do those things to her, but she couldn't deny the way it had made her feel.

And now, as she sat in her lecture, she could feel his fingers gently grazing the skin of her knee. She bit her lip harder, trying not to make any sounds. She couldn't believe what was happening, and she couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement and anticipation.

The stranger's touch was light and teasing, causing Maggie to squirm in her seat. She could feel herself getting wetter by the second, and she couldn't help stifle her heavy breathing or her reddening face.

But to her relief, the teacher was too distracted, and everyone else seemed far too focused on today’s subject that no one else noticed what was happening either. She closed her eyes, letting herself get lost in the sensation of his touch on her skin.

She could feel her arousal taking over, making her lose all logic and reason. She couldn't help but want more, even though she knew she shouldn't. She let out a soft gasp as the stranger's fingers traced a path up her thigh, getting closer and closer to her pussy.

Maggie felt a shiver run down her spine as his hand reached under her dress, his fingers lightly brushing against her bare pussy lips. She bit her lip harder, trying not to moan out loud as he started to slowly trace the edges of her lips and then curling his finger to rub her clit in small circles.

"Oh god, fuck," she thought to herself, feeling herself getting wetter and wetter as his touch became more and more insistent. She could feel her heart racing as he slipped a finger inside her, fucking her slowly while also still stimulating her clit.

Maggie couldn't believe what was happening, and she couldn't help but feel a sense of shame and guilt at how much she was enjoying it. But at the same time, she couldn't deny the way it made her feel, the intense pleasure building inside her as he continued to slowly fuck her with his finger.

She could hear the teacher droning on in the background, muffled as all the blood was rushing to her head, and she tried to listen, but she couldn't focus on anything but the pleasure building inside her. She felt herself getting closer and closer to the edge, and she knew she wouldn't be able to hold back much longer.

"Oh fuck, oh fuck, I'm gonna cum," she thought to herself, feeling her whole body tensing up as the pleasure became almost unbearable. And with one final thrust of the stranger's finger, she came hard, clasping a hand tightly over her mouth to try to stifle the sound as her whole body shook as she let out a loud moan.

The stranger quickly pulled his finger out of her, giving her a sly smile as she tried to catch her breath. She couldn't believe what had just happened, and she couldn't help but feel a sense of embarrassment at how much she had enjoyed it. She tried to go back to focusing on the lecture when she felt a hand suddenly rest on her other leg.

She looked left to see the guy smiling at her and looking over to her right, she turned to see what he was looking at to see another guy with the same devilish smile looking back.

It was almost as if they were silently saying, “I told you so.”

The guy looking back at him and with an expression without a word responded, “ok, my turn now.”

His hand was larger, his skin was rougher and after cumming she felt even more sensitive now when the whole thing had happened. He didn’t even waste any time and shoved one of his thick fingers inside of her, curling it and touching spots that made her squirm in her seat. If that wasn’t enough the first guy joined in but reached back towards her ass, pulling the material out from under her causing her bare skin to touch the cold plastic of the chair.

Groping and kneading on her soft ass cheek, she did everything in her power to try to keep a straight face and not move as the two ruthlessly toyed with her. Her whole body, her whole world were the hands teasing pussy and ass. She didn’t think she could take much more when suddenly both guys turned it up on a notch.

A second finger was added inside of her, while the other slipped his hand between her butt and the seat and slowly pushed a finger up her asshole. The combined sensation was overwhelming and it was making nearly impossible to try to hide it. It felt like their fingers were poking at her brain rather than inside her most intimate parts. She looked at each of them with a pleading look in her face, a look that showed she couldn’t keep this secret much longer, a look that she was about to burst at the seams if they continued.

The guy to her right leaned in and whispered in her ear, “I want you to take a picture under your skirt and hand me your phone.”

Maggie blushed, “you can’t be serious,” she said sternly which elicited a shush from close by.

She got nervous that she just got someone’s attention, quickly getting her phone out and fumbling with it, she aimed it back under her skirt and took a pic and quickly handed it over. With his left hand she watched as he opened her messenger and put in some numbers and set the picture, his right hand still poking around in her ass while his friend was still slowly finger fucking her with his left until he pulled out his phone from his pocket and looked at it with a smile.

He leaned in once again and whispered in her ear, “smile for the camera,” before she could react, she looked right to see the guy holding his phone with all of them in the shot and felt their fingers jam into her as far as they would go.

Her body clenched and leaned forward trying to hold in the overwhelming feeling of what they had just done as he took the picture. She didn’t see the photo he took but she could only imagine what it looked like and what they were going to tell anyone that saw it. Maggie jumped when people started standing up, and gasped when their fingers pulled out of her suddenly. The class was over, they had been toying with her since the beginning during a three-hour class. They had been toying and teasing her for three hours, she thought to herself.

She opened her phone to look at the message she sent, the picture showed a lot more than she thought, a lot more… Her bare pussy being fingered under her dress and the angle was just right that you could make out part of her face as well, something she didn’t want showing.

Under the picture was a message saying, “see you after class between the buildings,” even worse there was more than just one number it was sent to, it was 4.”

As Maggie stepped out from between the buildings, she felt a rush of excitement and fear wash over her. She had not been expecting this and wasn’t given the time to comprehend what was going on till she got there, but now that it was actually happening, she couldn't help but feel a little hesitant.

She walked looked around to see the guy who started this all smirking at her and his new friend that just joined into the fun today. A third guy she recognized from class but also never talked or acknowledged her in the past was suddenly waiting around while a fourth she had never seen in her life finished the group.

The guy who started this all, stepped forward and pulled her into a deep, passionate kiss. Maggie melted into the kiss, but she couldn't shake the feeling of fear that was creeping up on her.

She didn’t even realize as the guy's hands began to work their way up the front of her dress, slowly undoing the buttons that held it together until she felt the edges brush up against her braless nipples, Maggie gasped and pulled away from the kiss. She looked down to see her dress hanging open, exposing her to the guys.

"What are you doing?" she asked, her voice trembling with fear.

But instead of answering, the guys just smiled at her, reaching out to touch and caress her bare skin. Maggie felt a new set of lips pressed against her own, she felt their hands on her breasts, her stomach, her thighs, and she couldn't help but moan with pleasure. She was their plaything, their toy, but she couldn't shake the feeling of fear that was still present.

Maggie's heart raced as the guys continued to touch her, their hands roaming over her exposed skin. She felt helpless, completely at their mercy as the dress was slowly pulled over her shoulders and down her arms.

Gravity took over, and the dress fell to the ground, leaving her standing there in nothing but her sneakers. She felt a rush of vulnerability wash over her, her body on display for the guys to see and touch.

Maggie's body was on fire as the guys continued to touch her, their hands roaming over her exposed skin. She felt a sense of excitement, but now she was also very afraid of getting caught. Being the only one naked, between four guys in such a provocative position, she couldn't help but feel a sense of vulnerability.

She tried to pull away, to cover herself up, but the guys were having none of it. They held her in place, their hands continuing to explore her body in more detail. She felt their fingers tracing the curves of her breasts, teasing her nipples until they were hard and sensitive. She felt their hands sliding down her stomach, tracing the lines of her hips before slipping their fingers between her thighs.

"Oh god, I can't believe this is happening," Maggie moaned as the guys touched her pussy, feeling herself growing wetter by the second. She was their toy, their plaything, but she couldn't shake the feeling of fear that was now present.

She looked around, trying to see if anyone was watching, but the area was deserted. She couldn't help but feel a sense of relief, but the fear was still present. She didn't want to get caught, didn't want anyone to see her like this.

The guys seemed to sense her fear, and they slowed down their touches, their hands moving more gently now. They kissed her, their lips finding hers as they whispered soothing words in her ear.

"Don't be afraid, we've got you," they said, their voices low and soothing.

Maggie's mind was racing as the guys continued to touch her, their hands roaming over her exposed skin. She felt a sense of excitement, but also exposed and very vulnerable. Being the only one naked, between four guys in such a provocative position, she couldn't help but feel a rush of fear.

But then she felt a hand on her shoulder and back, bending her over. She heard a zipper being undone in front of her face, and a familiar cock emerged. Before she could even object, the guy in front of her grabbed the back of her head and guided her forward until his cock slipped into her mouth.

At first, she resisted, trying to pull away, but his hands guided her forward. She couldn’t help but imagine some random student look around the corner and see her in her current state, but then she felt herself relaxing, giving in to the sensation of the cock in her mouth. She still couldn't believe this was happening, but she couldn't deny the arousal. She was their toy, their plaything, and a part of her told her that this is what she deserved and deep down what she truly wanted.

Hands gripped her hips tightly, and before she could even react, another cock slipped inside her. She gasped, but there was nothing she could do at this point, as she was bent over, sandwiched between two guys, their cocks filling her mouth and pussy. The guys started to move, their hips thrusting as they fucked her from both ends. Maggie couldn't help but moan, feeling her own pleasure beginning to grow.

She was so overwhelmed, between two guys taking her at once, the fact that she was doing it outside in a semi hidden place but still in public while naked and letting guys she barely knew use her like this, her brain only focused on the one thing it could understand, the pleasure.

Maggie's body trembled with pleasure as the guys continued to fuck her, their hips thrusting in a rhythm that drove her wild. She could feel every inch of their cocks, the sensation of them inside her sending shivers down her spine.

"Oh fuck, you guys feel so good," Maggie moaned, her voice muffled by the cock in her mouth. She could hardly believe what was happening, but the pleasure was so intense that she couldn't bring herself to care.

But just as she felt herself on the brink of orgasm, the guy fucking her throat suddenly tensed up and began to unload. Maggie tried to pull away, but his hands gripped her head tightly, forcing her to take every drop of his salty, bitter seed.

As the guy in her pussy also started to unload, Maggie was left feeling unfulfilled and disappointed. She had been so close to cumming, but the guys had denied her that pleasure, leaving her feeling frustrated and used.

The guys pulled out of her, leaving her bent over, naked and cum leaking out of her, but that didn’t last long as the other two took their place.

The she looked over just in time to see the fourth guy had a cock that was much more impressive than the others, but wondered if she could take it in her current state. That question was quickly answered when instead of going for pussy he placed the tip at her mouth and slowly penetrated her mouth not stopping when he hit her throat but continued to push forward until his balls rested on her chin.

Maggie barely registered the guy slipping into her pussy as all she could focus on was the cock stretching her throat. She could feel every inch of him in her mouth and down her throat, the sensation of him filling her so completely sending shivers down her spine as she imagined what she must have looked like to them.

The guy started to thrust, his hips moving in a steady rhythm as he fucked her face. Maggie could feel her eyes watering, but she didn't care. She was completely focused on how completely slutty it looked and how every lewd thought and image it produced fueled her arousal even more.

The guy in her pussy started to feel unnoticed, and decided to try to get her attention by taking his well lubed cock and thrusting it into her tight ass. Maggie moaned around the cock in her mouth, the feeling of suddenly being ass fucked sent another intoxicatingly arousing shock through her body and mind.

With twitches and groans she felt the guy in front of her begin to unload his cock, it was so deep in her she felt she could feel him shooting directly into her stomach. His hands gripped the back of her head tightly and pulled her so close that her nose pressed against his body. The guy in her ass didn’t last that much longer either, the thought of him fucking some random girl in his class in the ass didn’t mentally prepare him for lasting that long at all and he quickly filled her butt with his hot, thick cum. Both ejaculations finally pushed her over the edge and she came herself, leaking cum out of her pussy and onto the ground as she did.

Finally, the guy in her mouth pulled out, leaving Maggie gasping for breath. She looked up at him, her eyes glazed with pleasure as he smiled down at her.

"You're such a good little slut," he said, his voice low and husky. "I knew you could take my cock like that."

Maggie couldn't speak, still recovering from the intense pleasure they had given her. She could feel her body trembling, her legs weak as the guys helped her to straighten up.

"I think we're done here," one of them said, his voice still low and husky with arousal. "But we'll be back for more soon."

Maggie could only nod, still too overwhelmed to speak. She watched as the guys walked away, leaving her standing there, naked and leaking cum.

But despite the disappointment of only cumming once herself, Maggie couldn't deny the intense pleasure she had just experienced. She had let herself be used and taken by four guys she barely knew, and it had been an intense and satisfying sexual experience.

And as she pulled on her dress and walked away, she pondered whether or not to tell Kim what happened to her at class today.

The day finally came, with all the practices that Kim put her through, time with the team and escapades that led her to this moment, Maggie was the golden knight for the football teams very first home game.

Maggie nervously fidgeted as Kim carefully painted her body with black paint, covering every inch of her skin. It was Maggie’s first time as the knight mascot for the football team, and she couldn’t help but feel a mixture of excitement and anxiety.

The Zenati suit that she was supposed to wear had been somehow misplaced, leaving her with no other option than to be painted as Kim suggested. Kim, had offered to help out in any way she could. But now, as Maggie stood practically naked in front of Kim while she meticulously applied the paint, Maggie couldn’t help but feel incredibly exposed.

“There you go,” Kim said with a satisfied smile. “All done.”

Maggie looked down at herself. Her body was completely black, blending in with the darkness around her. The only things barely covering her were the foam pieces of armor and the helmet that concealed her identity.

She felt a shiver run down her spine as she realized just how vulnerable she was. She would be performing in front of a stadium full of people, all eyes on her as she cheered on the team. The thought made her pussy leak and her nipples harden.

“How am I going to make it through the game?” Maggie asked nervously.

Kim giggled. “Don’t worry,” she said reassuringly. “You’re going to do great.” She stepped closer and took Maggie’s hand in hers. “Just remember to breathe and take it one step at a time.”

Maggie nodded, feeling a little more reassured by Kim’s words. She knew that she could always count on Kim for support.

“Okay,” Kim said with an encouraging smile. “Let’s go out there and show them what you’re made of.”

Taking a deep breath, Maggie followed Kim out onto the field. The crowd erupted into cheers when they saw them, their excitement filling the air. Maggie felt a wave of nervousness wash over her, but she forced herself to push through it.

The game began and the players ran onto the field. Maggie took her place on the sideline, ready to cheer them on as the knight mascot. She watched as the players clashed, their bodies colliding with a force that made her wince.

But then she remembered Kim’s words. She took a deep breath and focused on one player at a time, shouting words of encouragement and support. The crowd cheered along with her, their energy fueling her own.

As the game went on, Maggie’s nerves began to fade away, replaced by a sense of exhilaration. She realized that she had nothing to be afraid of. The crowd couldn’t see her true identity, which gave her a sense of freedom she had never felt before.

She started to move with more confidence, dancing and twirling in between plays. The foam armor on her body bounced and jiggled with each movement, drawing cheers from the crowd. And underneath it all, she could feel the wetness between her legs growing with every passing second.

Maggie lost herself in the moment, letting go of all inhibitions. She danced and swayed, her body moving in ways she didn’t know it was capable of. The crowd ate it up, roaring with excitement and applause.

By the half-time of the game, Maggie was covered in sweat and out of breath. But she felt more alive than ever before. Being the knight mascot had awakened something inside her—a desire for attention and adoration that she never knew existed.

Little did she know that the paint was starting to come off because of her sweat, especially between her legs and around her breasts as the armor was wiping it off inside, the bottom of her milky white breasts were starting to peak every so often with every jump and her lips showed a glimpse of pink with every twerk.

The second half of the game began, and Maggie continued to pour her energy into her performance as the knight mascot. She danced and cheered, completely lost in the moment. The crowd's cheers fueled her adrenaline, making her movements even more enthusiastic.

As she jumped and twirled, the foam armor on her body shifted and rubbed against her skin. Unbeknownst to Maggie, this movement was gradually removing the paint that covered her. She was so caught up in the excitement of the game that she didn't notice the slight changes in her appearance.

The football players on the sideline had a clear view of Maggie's energetic performance, and they couldn't help but be distracted by the way she moved. Her jiggling breasts and shapely ass were tantalizingly visible beneath the armor especially as some of her pale skin started to shine through the contrasting dark paint.

One player in particular, the quarterback, found his attention drawn away from the game as he watched Maggie. He couldn't tear his eyes away from her seductive dance moves. His cock throbbed with desire inside his football pants.

"Hey guys," Jake said to his teammates, trying to keep his voice low so that no one else would hear. "Take a look at our knight mascot. I think she's losing some of that shine."

His teammates glanced over at Maggie and immediately noticed what he was talking about. The areas where Maggie's armor had been rubbing against her were now revealing patches of pale skin.

"Holy shit," one of Jake's teammates said with a smirk. "She's practically naked under there."

The other players chuckled at their teammate's comment, their attention now fully diverted from the football game.

Back on the field, Maggie continued to perform without a care in the world. She danced and spun around oblivious to how much paint had already been rubbed off by her enthusiastic moves.

With only a few minutes left on the clock, Jake decided to take matters into his own hands—or rather, his own mouth. He approached the coach and whispered something in his ear, a mischievous grin on his face.

The coach nodded and called for a timeout, much to the confusion of the other players. Jake quickly made his way over to Maggie, trying his best to contain his excitement.

"Maggie!" he called out as he approached her. "I think you need some adjustments to your armor."

Maggie turned toward him, slightly confused. "What do you mean?" she asked.

Jake gestured toward her chest. "Look," he said with a smirk.

Maggie looked down and gasped when she saw the patches of skin that were now visible on her body. She felt a rush of embarrassment as she hoped that the crowd hadn’t noticed as well.

"I-I didn't even notice," she stammered, feeling her cheeks flush with heat.

"It's okay," Jake said reassuringly. "I can help you fix it."

He reached out and adjusted the armor on Maggie's chest until it covered the exposed skin. His fingers brushed against her delicate flesh, sending a shiver down her spine, what she didn’t know was that he adjusted the straps that they were barely holding the armor on together.

"Th-thank you," Maggie stammered, trying to ignore the sudden surge of arousal that pulsed through her body at Jake's touch.

Jake grinned at her and then moved behind her to adjust the armor on her back. As he leaned in close to her, Maggie caught a whiff of his musky scent. Her pussy throbbed with need, and she couldn't help but wonder what it would be like to feel his strong hands exploring every inch of her naked body.

"Better?" Jake asked as he stepped back from her.

Maggie nodded, unable to form words as she fought against the overwhelming desire that consumed her. She never would have expected this kind of interaction with one of the football players—especially not during a game.

"Alright, let's get back in there," Jake said with a playful wink. "You're doing an awesome job."

Maggie smiled at him, gratitude and desire swirling within her. She was eager to finish the game and then find a way to properly thank Jake for his help.

As the game resumed, Maggie continued to dance and cheer with renewed enthusiasm. But now, in addition to the thrill of performing in front of the crowd, she was also consumed by fantasies of what might happen between her and Jake once the game was over.

The final minutes of the game flew by, and before she knew it, the clock had run out. The team celebrated their victory while Maggie made her way onto the field with the coach to congratulate the team and thank the other team for a well-played game.

Cheers erupted and before Maggie could realize what was going on, she saw the team about to douse the coach with a cooler full of Gatorade and her alongside him. With a heavy splash they both were drenched, her foam armor feeling heavy as it soaked up most of the liquid. As they were both helped up, the straps on the armor unraveled just like the quarterback had hoped and fell to the ground. Even worse the Gatorade had washed away most of the body paint on her chest and down to her knees.

Maggie was not just undone but completely exposed as well as her breasts down to her knees were unpainted and the whole crowd saw. Maggie covered herself the best she could and ran to the locker room, completely embarrassed and exposed, the only saving grace was that her helmet had stayed on and no one could see her face.

Maggie rushed into the locker room, her heart racing with a mixture of embarrassment and panic. She could still feel the eyes of the crowd on her as she desperately tried to cover up her naked body. The cool air in the locker room sent a shiver down Maggie's spine, making her acutely aware of her vulnerable state.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck," she muttered under her breath as she scanned the room for any sign of her teammate Kim.

She needed to find someone she could trust to help her, to shield her from any further humiliation. But as she looked around, Maggie's heart sank. She was the only person in the locker room and she wasn’t sure she was relived or worried.

"Where is everyone?" Maggie thought frantically. "Why aren't they here?"

Maggie thought at the very least she would get the rest of this paint off. She went into the showers and turned the hot water on. While she waited the images of all those faces watching her naked form sent emotions surging through her at lightning speed both good and bad, but whether good or bad seemed set her body on fire with arousal. They didn’t know it was her, no one knows she is the mascot except the guys on the team and the cheerleaders and they’ve all seen each other naked and then some.

Trying to steady herself, Maggie made a quick decision. She would wait in one of the shower stalls until everyone got in, she could get some clothes and maybe even a lift home and no one would be the wiser. With this plan in mind, Maggie got under the shower and began to wash herself, letting the warm water cascade over her naked body.

The water felt soothing against Maggie's skin as it washed away remnants of paint that still clung to her flesh. But even as she tried to relax, thoughts raced through her mind like wildfire.

"What am I going to do? How am I going to explain this? And where the hell is Kim?"

Maggie couldn't help but feel a pang of resentment towards her absent friend. If Kim had been there, maybe she could have stopped this from happening. But as much as Maggie wanted to blame someone else, she knew that ultimately it was her own mistake that had led to this predicament.

Maggie had a hard time thinking, what was worse than the event playing over and over again in her head was how horny she was getting. All she could think about was the itch between her legs and now she was waiting for the team, hoping that at least a few of the guys had enough energy to help her out.

She began touching herself under the water, rubbing her sensitive nipples that had been teased by her foam armor the whole game, feeling the water against her sensitive skin that so many had seen as she danced and now uncovered that probably aroused so many and equally disgusted others, both tantalizing thoughts to her.

She slipped a finger between her lips and began teasing her clit, she didn’t want to cum yet. She wanted the team to have the fun and her privilege to do that.

“Mmm, ohhh, mmph,” her moans filled the locker room, echoing off the tile walls.

She heard the sounds of the team finally coming back and couldn’t wait for things to start, the yells, cleats hitting the tiles, and talk suddenly came to a complete silence. She turned around to face the team, the water pushing her hair over her face. She brushed it off a smile on her face as she shook off the water to finally see.

She looked up to find a shocked bunch of boys she didn’t recognize and had a matching expression on her face when she realized what had happened, she ran into the wrong locker room, it was the away team’s and she was now standing completely naked not sure what to say or do.

"Oh, fuck," Maggie muttered, her cheeks burning with embarrassment as she realized her mistake. She quickly turned off the shower and covered herself with her arm and hand, frozen in her naked exposure.

The locker room was filled with the away team's players, all staring at her in shock and confusion. Maggie's heart raced as she tried to come up with an explanation for her nakedness, but her mind was blank.

"I-I'm so sorry," she stammered, her voice shaking. "I-I must have made a mistake. I was looking for the girls' locker room."

The players continued to stare at her, unsure of what to do or say. Maggie felt like she was going to burst into flames from the humiliation.

"Uh, yeah, you definitely took a wrong turn," one of the players finally said, a smirk on his face. "But don't worry, we won't tell anyone."

“Um, any chance you have something I could wear,” she smiled, thinking they seemed like nice, innocent guys who wouldn’t take advantage of an equally innocent girl.

“That’ll cost you though,” one of the guys said, a devilish smile on his face.

“I don’t have any money if that’s what you mean, I kind of have nothing with me at the moment,” she looked down, trying to emphasize the obvious.

“Prove it,” she heard another guy say.

“Um how?”

“Drop your hands, you may be hiding something.”

Maggie hesitated, but she knew she had no other choice. She slowly lowered her arms, exposing her naked body to the group of strange men. They stared at her, their eyes taking in every inch of her bare flesh. Maggie felt a shiver of vulnerability run down her spine, but she tried to push it aside.

"Alright, show us what you've got," one of the players said, a grin spreading across his face.

Maggie hesitated again, unsure of what to do. She had never been in a situation like this before, and she didn't know how to react.

"Come on, don't be shy," another player said, egging her on.

Maggie took a deep breath, trying to steady herself. She closed her eyes and let her hand drift down between her legs. She began to touch herself, her fingers exploring the slick folds of her pussy.

At first, she was hesitant and unsure, but as she continued to touch herself, she began to relax. She let out a soft moan, her hips beginning to move in time with her fingers.

The players watched in awe as she pleasured herself, their eyes glued to her naked form. Maggie could feel their gaze on her, and it only served to heighten her arousal.

She began to focus on her clit more urgently, her fingers moving faster and faster. She could feel the familiar tension building inside her, the pleasure starting to coil in her belly.

Maggie jumped, startled by the sudden touch on her shoulder. She opened her eyes, her heart pounding in her chest. Standing before her was one of the players, naked and aroused, his cock hard and bobbing in front of him.

Maggie's mind went blank, unsure of what to do. She pulled her hand away from her pussy, the orgasm that had been building suddenly gone.

"W-what are you doing?" Maggie stammered, her voice shaking.

He smirked, his eyes raking over her naked form. "I think you know what I'm doing," he said, taking a step closer to her.

Maggie backed away, trying to put some distance between them. But he followed her, his intent clear.

"Please, don't," Maggie pleaded, her voice barely above a whisper, she wasn’t worried about what he’d do, she was more worried about what she wanted him to do and that she would let him.

He ignored her, stepping even closer and reached out, his hand coming to rest on her hip.

"Just relax," he whispered, his breath hot on her ear. "I'll make you feel so good."

Maggie trembled under his touch, unsure of what to do. She wanted to push him away, to run and hide. But something deep inside her, some part of her that had been denied release for too long, craved the pleasure he was offering.

She closed her eyes, taking a deep breath. She let her inhibitions go, letting herself be swept away by the pleasure. She felt his hand on her breast, his fingers teasing her sensitive nipple.

“Mmmmmm,” she couldn’t hold it in as her hips began to move in time with his touch. She felt his cock brush against her thigh, the tip slick with precum.

His hand moved down between her legs, his fingers finding her clit and he began to stroke her, his touch driving her wild with desire.

“Oh god,” Maggie moaned louder, her hips bucking as the pleasure built inside her.

She felt the familiar tension coiling in her belly, the orgasm that had been denied building once again. She opened her eyes, looking up, he was smiling down at her, his cock hard and ready. She reached out, taking it in her hand, long and thick, soft and so hard at the same time, after experiencing so many in such a short time, she wondered if they were all like that or just the football players.

She began to stroke him, her fingers tight around his shaft. He moaned, his eyes locking on hers as she took him deeper into her hand. Hands found their way from behind her and gripping on her bare breasts, a hot wet kiss sent tingles down her spine as lips found the nape of her neck and another hard body and even harder cock pressed against her back.

She was way beyond questioning things now or denying that this was what she really wanted and her passion was contagious as the player in front of her leaned forward and kissed her deeply. She felt hands reach down to grip her legs and lifted her up and before she could understand what they were doing she was slowly lowered as one cock penetrated her needing pussy, another penetrated her not as experienced ass. She had never been taken by two guys like this before and the image sent her mind wild.

Maggie couldn't believe what was happening. She had never experienced anything like this before, and it was more intense than anything she could have ever imagined, even with all she had done so far.

In unison, the players thrust her up and down on their cocks, over and over again. The hot water of the shower cascaded over them, making the scene even more erotic.

Maggie tried to hold back, to enjoy the sensation as long as possible. But it was no use. She could feel her orgasm building and just as she thought she couldn't take it anymore, both players unloaded deep within her. Maggie couldn't hold back any longer and practically screamed as the orgasm exploded inside of her, along with their cocks.

Her entire body shook with pleasure as the players continued to fuck her, each thrust adding to the already overwhelming sensation. Maggie felt like she was in a daze, her mind blank as the players continued to fuck her until they were completely drained.

Finally, they slowed down, their breathing ragged and heavy. They gently pulled out of her, stood her and let Maggie slid to the floor of the shower, completely spent. As she looked up, through wet hair, she saw the rest of the team, naked and waiting for their turn.

Maggie had no idea how she got herself into it, even if she had mistakenly went into the wrong locker room, was caught naked in the shower and hooked up with one or even two of the players, she somehow was in the middle of the second all out gangbang of her life.

But as the players approached her, she realized that she was their plaything for the night, and she was going to have to do as they pleased.

As one of the players walked up to her spent body, sitting on the cold tile, he grabbed her by her hair and shoved his cock into her mouth. Maggie gagged at first, but she quickly adjusted to the size and began to suck him off. At the same time, another player lifted her and got her to straddle his waist as he lowered her onto his cock. Maggie moaned as he filled her up, his cock hitting all the right spots.

A third player couldn't wait, he always wanted to try anal, but his girlfriend would never let him do it saying that it was wrong and gross. So, he saw Maggie as his chance and before she could even protest, he penetrated her gaping ass, still open from the last guy that took it.

Even her hands couldn't rest as other impatient guys guided them to their cocks. Maggie was sucking one cock while riding another and as the third thrust in and out of her ass, she felt the overload of pleasure from dealing with five cocks at the same time.

The image was the definition of erotic as every part of her was pleasing a cock in some way. Maggie was so lost in the moment she didn't realize what was happening around her or how long it was happening for. At one point she thought she saw Kim and the coach watching the whole scene happen, smiling with the coach’s hand massaging Kim’s breasts with her top and skirt pulled up and his other hand teasing her pussy. Her hand was wrapped around his cock jacking it off, but as her attention was forced back to the guy in her mouth, she looked back to see they were out of sight and wondered if they were even there at all.

One by one, the guys finished, and the locker room slowly emptied as players left the shower to redress and head for the bus back to their school. Maggie stayed sitting on the floor, overwhelmed and exhausted. Her mouth was sore, and her pussy and ass throbbed from all the action. An old, dirty oversized training jersey was left on one of the benches and she wondered how she was going to get back home.

As she felt cum start to seep out of her ass and pussy and saw some sitting on her chest, her first thoughts were to shower first. A strange thing happened though as she looked at a glob on her bare breast, she scooped it up with a finger and brought it to her mouth, relishing the taste. Although bitter and salty the taste now turned her on more than anything than disgusting her and just made her hungry for more.

Maggie gathered her strength and slowly stood up, her legs shaking from the intense workout they had just given her. She looked around the locker room, but it was empty, the players all gone.

She spotted the dirty orange mesh jersey and grabbed it, quickly putting it on. She also grabbed the mascot helmet and used it to cover her face, hoping to go unnoticed as she snuck out of the locker room.

To her relief, she made it out of the stadium without being seen. She walked down the empty sidewalks, her mind still reeling from what had just happened.

She couldn't believe she had just been gangbanged by an entire football team. Again! And she wasn't sure how to feel about it.

As she walked, she felt a sense of shame and guilt wash over her. She couldn't believe she had let herself be used like that, and she wondered what her friends and family would think if they found out.

But at the same time, she couldn't deny the intense pleasure she had felt. She had never experienced orgasms like that before, and she couldn't help but crave more experiences just like that.

As she walked, she heard footsteps behind her. She turned around, her heart racing, but it was just Kim.

"Maggie, what the hell happened to you?" Kim asked, her eyes wide with shock.

"I-I don't know," Maggie stammered, still in shock from what had just happened.

"Come on, come over to my place and spend the night again," Kim said, putting an arm around Maggie's shoulders and leading her to her dorm.

As they walked, Maggie couldn't help but feel grateful for Kim's support. She didn't know what she would have done without her.

As they approached Kim’s dorm, she felt a sense of relief wash over her. She was finally safe, and she could try to forget about what had just happened.

But at the same time, she couldn't help but wonder if this was the new normal for her, would regular sex ever satisfy her like the experiences she had so far, or would this be the only way she’d ever truly experience pleasure.

Her dreams were a blur of cocks, hands and mouths all over her body and at one point she imagined herself tied to the bed, spread eagle and completely naked. She looked down with the feeling of a hot mouth with a skilled tongue slowly and methodically licking her pussy.

“Yes, mmm, like that, mmmm, please, just a little more,” she was mumbling in her sleep.

But then she got the startle of her life for when the head looked up at her, it was herself going down on her and almost with a sassy, sarcastic tone said, “don’t worry, I know what you like.”

Her eyes shot open, still groggy, Maggie moaned feeling like her pussy was still tingling with pleasure, thoughts of herself going down on herself both aroused and spread fear through her wondering what that meant.

“Oh god,” she felt herself getting close to an orgasm and didn’t understand why, until she looked under the covers to see Kim’s head between her legs eating her out for all she was worth.

Her phone started ringing on the night stand next to the bed and she tapped on Kim’s head to get her attention. She looked up and smiled at her and went back to eating her pussy.

She looked at her phone and it was the number of the owner of the club, “Uh, Kim, for fucks sake I need to get this.”

“Fine, I’m not stopping you,” then went back to work, her tongue slowly tracing the edges of her pussy.

Maggie accidentally hit the accept button, “hello? Uhh mmmm, hello?”

“Hello Kitten,” the voice answered.

“Hello, ummm, sir, how can I help you today?” she was already knee deep in arousal it was really hard to keep a straight voice, especially with Kim of all people pleasing her.

“Did I catch you at a bad time kitten?”

“No sir, just woke up actually.”

"Oh god, Kim, you're killing me," Maggie moaned, her hips bucking as Kim's tongue delved deeper inside her. She struggled to focus on the phone call, her mind reeling with pleasure.

"I hope I didn't wake you, kitten," the voice on the other end said, a hint of amusement in his tone.

"N-no, sir. Just, umm, got a bit of a surprise when I woke up," Maggie replied, biting her lip as Kim sucked on her clit.

"Oh? Do tell, kitten," the voice purred, clearly intrigued.

Maggie hesitated, her mind racing with thoughts of her own head between Kim's legs. She felt a blush rising to her cheeks, “so why are you calling Sir?” Maggie tried to change the subject.

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the line before the voice chuckled, "I was calling to see if you would be interested in working tonight. I could use a beautiful, talented kitten like you," the voice said, his words making Maggie's pussy clench with desire.

"Oh, yes, I'd love to," she replied, her thoughts already drifting back to the pleasure Kim was giving her.

"You sound a bit... distracted, kitten," the voice on the other end noted, a hint of amusement in his tone.

"Uh, no, sir, just, uh, getting ready for class," Maggie replied, trying to keep her voice steady.

"Excellent. I'll see you tonight, kitten, come an hour early so we can find you something to wear" the voice said with an awkward waiting pause afterwards.

Maggie's cheeks flushed, her heart racing as she realized he might have some idea of what was going on.

"Uh, yes, sir, I'm looking forward to it," she said, trying to keep her voice light.

"Excellent. I'll see you soon, kitten," the voice said before hanging up.

Maggie let out a deep, shuddering moan as Kim's fingers slid inside her, her mind lost in the haze of pleasure.

The phone slipped off of her shoulder onto the pillow, Maggie's breathing grew shallow as Kim continued to tease her, her tongue flicking over her clit. Her hands gripped the sheets, her back arching as her moans echoed through the room as her hidden pleasure was now set free.

Suddenly, Kim slipped a finger inside Maggie's ass, making her gasp. She began to thrust her finger in and out, each movement sending a wave of pleasure through Maggie's body.

Maggie's eyes fluttered closed, her mind focused solely on the sensation building between her legs. Kim's added another finger moving them faster and harder, her tongue swirling around her clit.

It wasn't long before Maggie felt herself reaching the edge, her breathing becoming ragged. She could feel the tension building, her muscles clenching as she neared the brink.

With one final flick of Kim's tongue and a thrust of her fingers, Maggie toppled over the edge. She let out a deep, throaty moan, her body shuddering as wave after wave of pleasure washed over her.

As she came down from her high, Kim slowly pulled her fingers out of Maggie's ass, leaving her breathless and spent. She looked up at Kim with a dazed expression, still reeling from the intense orgasm she'd just experienced.

"You looked like you needed that, babe," Kim said, a smirk playing on her lips. Maggie couldn't help but chuckle, feeling completely relaxed and satisfied. She snuggled up close to Kim, wrapping her arms around her and breathing in her scent. She couldn't believe she'd just been woken up to such an intense orgasm and with Kim of all people. Although as her brain woke up a little more, she wasn’t at all surprised, she probably would have been more surprised if something crazy hadn’t happened this morning. As they lay there together, Maggie suddenly remembered, she was going to work tonight.

Maggie's phone buzzed, she got a text from the football team's quarterback with a link and pictures. It was pictures of her from the previous night as the golden knight mascot. It showed her getting soaked with the Gatorade from the cooler and the armor falling off, the black paint that was hiding her nudity dripping off as well and the run back to the locker room. The link was to a Facebook group of all the talk going around about what happened and trying to figure out who the girl was under the helmet, Maggie was thankful her identity was still a secret but her body was out for the world to see.

Maggie felt a mix of emotions as she looked at the pictures. She was embarrassed that her body was on display for the world to see, but at the same time, she couldn't deny the fact that she was turned on by the attention. She had always fantasized about being an exhibitionist, and now the thought of all these people talking about her made her pussy wet.

The images were grainy, but there was no denying it was her. She flipped through the pictures looking at how she was soaked in Gatorade, her armor falling off and the black paint that covered her nudity dripping down her curves. Her full breasts and erect nipples were on display, and the curves of her hips and ass were impossible to hide.

Maggie's pussy dripped, thinking about the attention she was getting. She felt like a dirty little secret, and she loved it. She couldn't believe how turned on she was by the thought of the whole school talking about her.

The comments on the Facebook page were vile and vulgar, but she didn't care. They were all speculating on who the girl under the helmet was, but none of them had a clue. She felt like she was in on a secret, and she loved the thrill of it.

Maggie's phone buzzed again, this time a message from the quarterback. "You looked so fucking hot last night," he wrote. "Wish I could have gotten a closer look." Maggie felt her pussy get even wetter at the thought of him fucking her again

Looking at the time she knew she had to get ready for class, but she couldn't shake off the feeling of arousal. She looked over at Kim, who was now flipping through her phone at the bottom of the bed. She thought showing her the pictures, but something held her back.

Kim looked up from her phone feeling watched, and looking over at Maggie. "It’s about that time?" she said, putting her phone down. "You up for a shower together?"

Maggie felt a flush of heat spread across her cheeks. She knew Kim would be able to tell she was aroused and what was going to happen if they showered together. But at the same time, she couldn't deny the temptation.

"No funny business," Maggie said, trying to sound stern. "Or you’ll have to carry me because my legs won't be able to work."

Kim laughed, sitting up in bed. "I promise, no funny business," she said. "I just thought it would be nice to save some water."

Maggie hesitated for a moment, then nodded. She couldn't resist the temptation of showering with Kim. She liked Kim, but her whole body felt sore and like mush as it was, she definitely needed a little bit of rest between sexual escapades.

As they stepped into the shower together, Maggie couldn't shake off the feeling of not telling Kim just yet about the pictures and the talks going on in Facebook. The thought of keeping this little secret from Kim was kind of thrilling though, but at the same time, she couldn't deny the guilt. She closed her eyes, letting the hot water wash over her body, and tried to push the thoughts out of her mind.

Kim soaped up Maggie’s body, letting her hands trail over every curve and every inch of her skin. Even as “innocent” as it was, she knew she was just teasing her and trying to get her going. Little did she know she already was, but she worried how much more her body could take today before it just wanted to pass out in bed until work tonight.

Maggie went through her classes that day, trying to focus on her studies but finding it difficult. Every time she caught someone looking at her, she couldn't help but wonder if they knew. If they knew she was the golden knight mascot and they had all seen her naked, she couldn't help but feel a mix of excitement and embarrassment.

She could feel the heat spreading across her cheeks every time someone looked at her, and she couldn't shake off the feeling of arousal. Her pussy was constantly wet and on fire with desire, and she couldn't help but feel like a dirty little slut.

She tried to push the thoughts out of her mind, but they kept creeping back in. She couldn't help but imagine everyone in school talking about her, imagining them looking at her naked body and getting turned on. She knew it was wrong, but she couldn't help herself.

As she walked to her next class, she couldn't shake it off. She knew she needed to take care of herself, to release some of the tension that had been building up inside her all day and slipped into one of the women’s bathrooms.

Maggie went through her classes that day, trying to focus on her studies but finding it difficult. Every time she caught someone looking at her, she couldn't help but wonder if they knew. If they knew she was the golden knight mascot and they had all seen her naked, she couldn't help but feel a mix of excitement and embarrassment.

She could feel the heat spreading across her cheeks every time someone looked at her, and she couldn't shake off the feeling of arousal. Her pussy was constantly wet and on fire with desire, and she couldn't help but feel like a dirty little slut.

She tried to push the thoughts out of her mind, but they kept creeping back in. She couldn't help but imagine everyone in school talking about her, imagining them looking at her naked body and getting turned on. She knew it was wrong, but she couldn't help herself.

As she walked to her next class, she couldn't shake it off. She knew she needed to take care of herself, to release some of the tension that had been building up inside her all day and slipped into one of the women’s bathrooms and into the stall in the corner, locking the door behind her.

Maggie's heart raced as she heard the bathroom door open after, and two girls walked in. They were talking about last night, and Maggie couldn't help but feel a mix of embarrassment and arousal.

"Can you believe some slut is our mascot?" one of the girls said. "I bet she did that on purpose, our team isn't that popular and it was probably some stunt to get more people to start coming to the games."

"Yeah, but what girl in her right mind would let them expose her to the whole school like that just to get people to see those stupid jocks?" the other girl replied.

Maggie listened as they talked, feeling her face flush with embarrassment. She couldn't believe they were talking about her like that, but at the same time, she couldn't deny the fact that it was turning her on.

She reached up under her dress, rubbing her clit as she listened to the girls degrade her. She felt so dirty, so slutty, and her body loved every minute of it. She couldn't believe how turned on she was, how much she was enjoying the attention, the degradation from these two girls who didn’t even know her.

They continued to talk, and Maggie couldn't help but keep touching herself, even worse she unbuttoned a few buttons on the dress to expose her breasts, groping and tweaking her own nipples, biting her lip to get from making a sound. Her slow circles on her clit turned into fingering her wet pussy as her eyes rolled back into her head.

Finally, the girls left, and Maggie let out a silent scream as she came. She couldn't believe what had just happened, but at the same time, she couldn't deny the fact that it had turned her on.

Maggie walked out of the bathroom, her body still tingling with pleasure. Her pussy was still soaked and her nipples were painfully hard, poking through the fabric of the dress that Kim had let her borrow. She was relieved that the girls were long gone, and no one had noticed her state of arousal. She couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed knowing that they had talked about her like that, and that she got off on it.

As she walked to her last class of the day, her mind was still on what had happened just moments ago. She couldn't believe how turned on she had gotten, how she had let herself get off to the degradation of those two girls. She worried that she was losing her mind, and at the same time, she couldn't help but wonder if that was alright.

When she entered the class, she noticed that none of the guys from last time were there. The guy who had used her in the bathroom around the corner and the other two that had been part of the hidden gangbang between the buildings. She couldn't help but feel a little disappointed, a part of her had hoped to see them again and maybe even repeat what they had done last time, but at the same time, she couldn't deny the feeling of relief.

She took her seat and tried to focus on the lecture, but her mind kept was a whirl of sex and exposure, and the excitement and intense pleasure of it all. She couldn't help but feel like she was going down a dark and dirty path, but at the same time, she couldn't deny how good it all felt.

As class went on, Maggie could feel her body getting hotter and hotter. She could feel her nipples getting harder under the dress, and the wetness between her legs getting more and more obvious. She didn’t even realize that she had slightly spread her legs as she leaned over in a haze.

She struggled to keep her mind focused on the lecture, trying to ignore the feeling between her legs. But with every passing moment, her body was getting more and more aroused. She couldn't deny the fact that she needed to cum again, her body was screaming for release.

She sat there, her mind still preoccupied with thoughts of sex and pleasure. She was so caught up in her own thoughts that she didn't even notice that her professor was watching her. He had noticed her odd behavior the other day, but today as he delved into his secret interest of female legs, his eye was brought to Maggie and the view she was unknowingly giving him between her legs.

She had her legs slightly spread, giving him a clear view of her bare pussy. He couldn't believe what he was seeing, and he couldn't help but wonder if she was doing it on purpose. Was she teasing him, or was she just that much of an airhead that she didn't realize what she was exposing?

He tried to keep his eyes focused on the lecture, but it was difficult with Maggie sitting there, her legs spread wide open. He couldn't help but feel a twinge of arousal, and he couldn't deny the fact that he was getting turned on by the sight of her bare pussy.

He tried to shake off the feeling, but it was difficult.

He couldn't help but feel like he was being teased, and he couldn't deny the fact that he wanted to reach out and touch her. He wanted to feel her soft skin, to taste her sweet pussy. He couldn't believe what he was thinking, but he couldn't help it. He was a man, and he had needs. And Maggie was sitting there, exposing herself to him in such a blatant way. He couldn't help but feel like she was doing it on purpose, and he couldn't help but feel like he wanted to take advantage of the situation.

After the lecture was over, the professor called Maggie over to the front of the lecture hall. She walked up to him with a knot in her stomach, not knowing what to expect. She worried that he knew about her being the school mascot, or maybe he saw what the guys were doing to her during class, or maybe she saw them taking turns fucking her between the buildings where she thought they were hidden.

"Ms. Hill, your behavior in class has been quite... distracting," the professor said, looking at her with a stern expression. "I couldn't help but..."

Maggie's stomach dropped, and she instantly broke out into an apology. "Please sir, I'm so sorry," she said, her voice trembling. "Please just keep it between us, I'll do anything, please anything if you would keep my secret."

The professor looked at her for a moment, his expression softening. "I'm not going to report you, Ms. Hill," he said. "But maybe you’d like to discuss it so I won’t have to."

They walked to his office in the building, he closed and locked the door behind him, he didn’t want what was about to happen to be interrupted. Maggie took a seat and as the professor walked to his desk, he couldn’t help but catch a quick glimpse down the top of dress, realizing that she wasn’t wearing a bra either. He decided to stand in front of her rather than comfortably in his chair, hoping for another glimpse or just feeling as though he was towering over her with power.

“Ms. Hill, could you explain your recent behavior,” he said sternly.

Maggie’s cheeks flushed, her heart was racing, her skin felt like it was on fire, he said she wasn’t in trouble but she very much felt like she was, she wasn’t sure what to say, she wasn’t sure what he knew and she didn’t want to expose herself not knowing. Expose herself she thought, it felt like a trigger inside of her, oh my god to expose myself again she thought to herself.

“Is it about the boys in class sir?” she spoke softly, hoping she hadn’t given too much information away, the fear was like a drug intoxicating her.

The boys in class he thought to himself, what has this little slut been doing in his class during his lectures, or what was she doing out of class with the other students that he doesn’t know about. He decided to bluff and try to test his luck to see what information he could get.

“Yes, Ms. Hill, I have noticed a few things going on that seemed rather questionable,” he said as calmy and confidently as he could.

Oh my god he knows, “I’m so sorry sir, they were um touching me and I didn’t know what to do and I didn’t want to make a seen and have other people see or get caught and,” Maggie pulled on her top pulling it back and forth to let out some heat, “I’m sorry sir, is it hot in here, I’m feeling a little hot.”

He looked down in disbelief, every time she pulled on her top he had a clear view of her bare breasts, the size, the shape, the redness starting to form and especially her hardening nipples. He could see and sense the fear in her eyes and something else as her breath started to quicken and her eyes glazed as she could no longer look at him and just watched as she stared off into the distance almost as if she was going into a trance.

“It didn’t stop there, did it Ms. Hill,” he forced his voice to stay calm and collected, his arousal growing at the scene folding before him.

“I didn’t think anyone would see us between the buildings,” she meekly spoke.

Between the buildings he thought to himself, there had been rumors and emails said to teachers that students were sneaking off and hooking up in certain areas and that it was inappropriate and to keep their eyes out. He would always look during his lunch break but was never fortunate enough to catch anyone in the act and kicked himself for not witnessing whatever happened with her.

Maggie’s saw something out of the corner of her eye, she didn’t realize that she was eye level with her professor’s crotch and noticed a twitch in his pants. Is that his cock she thought to herself, and a train of thoughts both shameful and shameless came flooding through her brain. Is he getting hard? Am I making him hard? Why am I staring at his cock? Do I want his cock? If I suck his dick will this all just go away? Who cares I just want his cock right now? Oh god, I’m picturing it, I wonder how big it is, thick it is, hairy, how it smells and tastes?

Her nails scraped along the tops of her bare thighs until they reached the hem of her dress, “I just don’t know what came over me when I let them.”

Them he thought to herself, not just him, this little slut let more than one guy, do whatever to her, in broad daylight for anyone to fall upon and I missed it, he thought in frustration. He focused back on her and realize that something was off, he watched as her fingers reached the hem of her dress, that her breathing was heavy and shallow, that she was biting her lip and with a shock he realized that she was staring at his crotch.

He leaned over hoping to adjust his bulge without having to touch it literally in front of a female student. He masked the intention by placing a hand on her shoulder as if to calm her but elicited a gasp as he did that stirred his cock even more.

He was losing control of well and before he could think had asked, “tell me Ms. Hill what did you allow them to do to you.”

Maggie felt like she was being pulled towards the front of his pants by an invisible force, thoughts of them undressing her, bending her over, slipping their cocks into her mouth and pussy, “they had me do this,” she spoke.

Her hand reached up and pulled the zipper down before her and before he could protest, she reached in easily with her small slender hand and fished his hard cock out.

“Ms. Hill, I don’t think this is appro…,” his words were cut short as he felt the tip enter her, warm, wet mouth and immediately began sucking and stroking it.

As Maggie's lips enveloped the professor's cock, he couldn't help but groan in pleasure. His mind was reeling with shock and desire as he felt her tongue swirl around the tip, her mouth taking him deeper. He looked down at her, her cheeks hollowed as she sucked him, her eyes closed in ecstasy.

"Maggie, this isn't..." he began to say, but his words trailed off as she began to bob her head up and down, her lips creating a wet, suctioning sound that was driving him wild. He couldn't believe what was happening, but he couldn't bring himself to stop her either.

He reached down, running his fingers through her hair as she sucked him deeper, her moans growing louder. He could feel his orgasm building, his balls tightening as she worked her magic on his cock. He knew he couldn't hold back much longer.

"Maggie, I'm going to cum," he warned her, but she only sucked him harder, her fingers gripping his shaft as she worked him towards the edge. He couldn't take it any longer, and with a groan, he felt himself explode in her mouth, his hot seed filling her as she swallowed every drop.

As he caught his breath, he looked down at Maggie, her lips still wrapped around his now softening cock. He gently pulled out of her mouth, and took a step back as he watched her stand and start to unbutton the front of her dress letting it fall to the ground as she turned around and sat on top of his desk completely naked.

She pushed herself back a little, bringing her feet up onto the desk, knocking over some books he watched as she began to knead her breasts and reach down to start rubbing her pussy. He had no idea what she was thinking.

"Maggie, I think we need to talk about this," he said, trying to regain his composure.

"I know, professor," she replied, her cheeks still flushed with arousal. "I'm sorry, I can’t help myself."

He watched as one of his students sat naked on his desk pleasuring herself, writhing and moaning. The whole display was so overwhelming that he felt his cock start to harden again especially after she took her wet fingers and brought them to her mouth to taste herself.

He looked at her, seeing the guilt and desire in her eyes. He knew he needed to address this, but he couldn't deny the part of him that wanted to take her again, right there on his desk. He shook his head, trying to clear his thoughts but it was no use.

Maggie had lost all control; her mind was lost in a sea of lust pent up by a dam of reason. Everything that she had done, everything that had happened to her once innocent body was now a pressure that was about to destroy this dam and she needed to release the pressure before it was too late. She looked up into her professor’s eyes with a pleading look and then down to his reenergized cock biting her lip and he knew exactly what she wanted.

He stopped in front of her and watched as she spread her lips welcome his entry. A split second, the time of a heartbeat he felt a twinge of morale, that this was his student, a girl in need, that it was wrong and unprofessional, but in the instance that lasted no longer than a blink of an eye he thrust forward, fully inside of her.

Maggie’s body had never felt as sensitive as it had at this moment, and the sudden penetration made a moan so loud escape her lips that it was only matched by the sudden slap of her hand over her mouth to stifle it.

The professor started to move his hips, thrusting in and out of Maggie with a growing urgency. She wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him deeper inside of her. She could feel every inch of him, the way his cock filled her up, the way it hit all the right spots.

She could feel her orgasm building, the pressure growing stronger and stronger until it was almost unbearable. She bit her lip, trying to hold back the moans that threatened to escape her lips. But she couldn't hold back any longer, and with a loud cry, she came hard around his cock, her pussy clenching and pulsing as wave after wave of pleasure washed over her.

The professor couldn't hold back either, and with a grunt, he came inside of her, filling her up with his hot seed. He collapsed on top of her, both of them panting and sweating, their hearts racing as they came down from their high.

After a few moments, the professor pulled out of her, and they both sat there in silence, trying to process what had just happened. Maggie looked up at him, her cheeks still flushed with arousal, and he looked down at her, his expression a mix of guilt and satisfaction.

"Maggie, I'm so sorry," he said, his voice barely above a whisper. "This shouldn't have happened."

"I know, professor," she replied, her voice just as soft.

Maggie walked back to her dorm room, her mind still reeling from what had just happened. She couldn't believe what she had done, how she had let herself be consumed by her desires. She felt a mix of satisfaction and guilt, a strange cocktail of emotions that she couldn't quite make sense of.

As she walked, she couldn't help but think about her professor, about the way he had looked at her, about the way he had touched her. She felt a shiver run down her spine as she remembered the feeling of his cock inside of her, the way it had filled her up and made her feel so alive.

But at the same time, she couldn't shake the feeling of guilt, the knowledge that she had done something wrong. She knew that she shouldn't have let herself get carried away like that, that she shouldn't have let her desires cloud her judgment.

As she reached her dorm room, she collapsed onto her bed, her mind still racing. She didn't know what to think, what to feel. All she knew was that she had never felt so alive, so wanted, so desired. And at the same time, she had never felt so guilty, so ashamed.

She lay there for what felt like hours, her mind going in circles, trying to make sense of what had happened. But in the end, she knew that there was no making sense of it. She had let herself be consumed by her desires, and the more she allowed it she knew the less chance there was of going back now.

Her phone buzzed, a message from the club owner, “ready for your first night of work, car is waiting for you.”

“Ok, just let me take a quick shower and I’ll head down.”

“Don’t worry about it,” he responded, “you can use my private bathroom it has a shower and a bathtub in it, nothing but the best for my kitten.”

When they got there, the driver escorted her to the owner’s office, she knew where to go but for some reason he was told to escort her personally and keep an eye on her. Once in the bathroom he finally left her alone to her own devices. She stripped, placed the clothes on the counter and saw the most amazing shower and soaking tub she had ever seen in her life and decided to shower first.

It was like showering in a warm rain storm and the soaps were exotic and made her feel like a princess. They did get her there rather earlier than they requested and when she got out, she realized the bath was already full and ready, waiting for her to experience its perfectly warmed water and fragrant scents. She saw on the table next to the bath was a small black box, it was labeled Mystix London Natural Bath Salts and the scent was Aphrodisiacs.

Maggie eventually got out and dried herself off, her body felt warm and tingly after such a wonderful bath, she looked for her clothes but they were nowhere to be found, everything was taken, including her socks, shoes and underwear. She looked on the back of the door somewhat relieved to find a black dress and a note waiting for her.

“Here if your new uniform, couldn’t have you in anything less than the best, enjoy and have fun tonight,” it was signed the owner.

Maggie stood in front of the full-length mirror, her heart racing with a mix of excitement and nerves. The slinky halter cocktail dress clung to her curves, with a thin string that held the top up to cover her breasts, leaving little to the imagination. It was scandalously short, barely reaching mid-thigh, and every movement caused the soft fabric to sway and reveal more skin.

She took a deep breath, trying to steady herself. The owner of the nightclub had provided this dress for her to wear while she worked that night. It was far more revealing than anything she had anticipated wearing, but she couldn't say no, not after all the effort she put into being here.

As Maggie slipped on the matching black four-inch heels that were also part of the ensemble, she couldn't help but wonder why there was no underwear included. She searched through the bathroom again, hoping to find a thong or something to provide at least some coverage, but it was empty.

Maggie's face flushed with embarrassment as she realized it was probably intentional. The owner wanted her working completely exposed.

She considered calling him out on this blatant attempt at humiliation, but she didn’t want to seem ungrateful or accusing him of something that may had just been an oversight. After all, he had gone through all this trouble — providing a car service and even allowing her to use his private bathroom — so surely, he wanted her there.

With a sigh of resignation, Maggie looked herself over in the mirror one last time and then headed out onto the club floor.

The catcalls started almost immediately.

"Damn!"

"Look at those legs!"

"Hey baby! Can I buy you a drink?"

Maggie ignored them all as she made her way through the crowd toward the bar. She could feel eyes following her every move and heat rising in her cheeks as she became acutely aware of just how much skin was on display.

When she finally reached the bar and caught sight of herself in one of its mirrored panels, she gasped. The dress really left nothing to the imagination. Her nipples were clearly visible through the thin fabric, their hardness betraying her arousal.

She quickly turned away from her reflection and tried to focus on the task at hand. She was here to work, not get distracted by how horny this dress was making her feel.

As the night went on, Maggie grew more comfortable with the attention. She learned how to deflect advances and keep her focus on serving drinks and clearing tables. The catcalls and whistles remained a constant background noise as she navigated her way through the club.

But then it happened.

Maggie was carrying a tray full of empty glasses back to the bar when a particularly rowdy group of guys blocked her path. They leered at her, making crude comments about what they'd like to do with those legs and that ass.

"Excuse me," she said politely, trying to edge around them without spilling anything.

But one of them reached out and grabbed her wrist, preventing her from moving. "Where do you think you're going, sweetheart?"

"Yeah," another chimed in, his eyes raking over Maggie's body. "Don't leave before we've had a chance to take you for a spin."

The others laughed at his comment, their gaze hungry as they stared at Maggie's exposed skin.

Panic rose within her as she realized there was no way out of this. She glanced helplessly around the crowded room but saw no sign of any other staff members who could come to her rescue.

As Maggie struggled against the man's grip and tried once again to reason with him, she felt a shiver run down her spine. It was a mix of fear and arousal as she imagined what these men might do now that they had trapped her like this.

Her head spun with conflicting emotions — anger at these entitled assholes who thought they could treat women however they pleased, fear of what might happen to her if she defied them, and an inexplicable thrill at the thought of being their object of desire.

Maggie's arousal made no sense to her. She hated these men and everything they represented. But there was no denying the flutter between her legs or the slickness that coated her pussy with each passing second.

She had never felt so exposed — or so turned on.

And then, just as she was about to give in to whatever fate these men had in store for her, a voice cut through the noise.

"Is there a problem here, gentlemen?"

The man who had been holding Maggie's wrist let go and turned around to face whoever had interrupted their fun. "Mind your own business," he spat. But when he saw who it was, his eyes widened and his expression changed from one of defiance to deference.

Maggie followed his gaze and found herself looking into the owner's icy blue eyes. He stood tall and confident, his presence commanding attention as he surveyed the scene.

"I believe the lady here is trying to do her job," he said coolly. "Now, unless you want me to escort you out of my club personally, I suggest you let her pass."

The rowdy group exchanged nervous glances before muttering half-hearted apologies and stepping aside to let Maggie through. The owner watched them carefully for a moment longer, making it clear that any further trouble would not be tolerated, before turning his attention back to Maggie.

She shifted uncomfortably under his gaze, suddenly self-conscious about how much skin was on display. She wondered if this was all some elaborate game for him — getting off on watching women like her squirm while he rescued them.

But then she remembered how genuinely angry he'd seemed with those men and realized it wasn't an act. This wasn't just about power or control for him; it was personal.

"Are you alright?" he asked, his voice softer now as he stepped closer to her.

Maggie nodded, grateful for the way he had defended her. "Thank you," she said, her voice barely a whisper.

He studied her for a moment, his eyes traveling over every inch of exposed skin. Maggie felt a shiver run down her spine at the intensity of his gaze.

"You're welcome," he finally replied. "Don’t be afraid, I protect all my girls that work for me, especially you kitten."

Maggie's breath caught in her throat as his words washed over her. "Especially you kitten," he had said, his voice dripping with possessiveness. He had called her that since they first met, but for some reason, it set her body on fire at all it could mean.

Before she could gather her thoughts and respond, the owner turned and walked away, leaving Maggie standing there in a daze. She watched him make his way through the crowd, commanding attention with every step. There was an air of power and authority about him that was undeniably attractive.

As Maggie continued to process what had just happened, one of the other staff members approached her. It was Lisa, a fellow waitress who had been working at the club for a few months longer than Maggie.

"Well, well," Lisa said with a smirk. "Looks like you caught the boss's eye."

Maggie felt her cheeks flush at the implication behind Lisa's words. "I don't know what you're talking about," she replied defensively. "He was just...making sure I was okay."

Lisa raised an eyebrow skeptically. "Sure, whatever you say," she teased. "But trust me, girl, it's not every day that he comes to our rescue like that."

A mix of curiosity and apprehension welled up inside Maggie as she listened to Lisa's words. If she only knew the truth about her interview and everything that had happened up to this point, or maybe she did and that was the problem.

Before she could dwell on these thoughts any further, a new group of customers flagged down Maggie for another round of drinks. She pushed aside her questions and focused on doing her job, all the while aware of the owner's gaze lingering on her from across the room.

The night wore on, and Maggie found herself growing increasingly restless with each passing hour. The aphrodisiac bath oil that she had unknowingly used in the owner’s private bathroom was still working its magic on her body, intensifying every touch and making her crave more.

Every time she brushed up against a customer while squeezing through the crowded dance floor, a jolt of electricity shot through her. She could feel their eyes on her as they took in the smooth expanse of her bare back and the tantalizing glimpse of cleavage that the low-cut dress provided.

And then there were the deliberate touches — a hand grazing against her thigh as she set down a drink, fingers trailing lightly under the skirt of her dress along the curve of her ass as she reached over to clear a table. At first, Maggie had been taken aback by these advances, but now she was starting to welcome them.

The combination of the aphrodisiac coursing through her veins and the confidence that came with being desired had unleashed a newfound boldness within Maggie. She reveled in the attention, using every opportunity to tease and flirt with both customers and staff members alike.

By the time her shift was half way done, Maggie's body was humming with need. She longed for release — for someone to take control and give in to all those primal desires that had been bubbling beneath the surface throughout the night.

As she made her way towards the bar to grab some more drinks, Maggie felt a familiar presence behind her. She turned around, expecting to find one of the customers who had been eyeing her all night.

But instead, it was him — the owner. He stood just inches away from her, his gaze burning into hers. The noise and chaos of the club faded into the background as they locked eyes.

"Come with me," he said simply, his voice leaving no room for argument.

Maggie hesitated for a moment. She knew that going with him would be crossing a line — after all, she was just an employee at his club. But something about the way he looked at her, the way he commanded her attention, made it impossible to resist.

Wordlessly, Maggie nodded and followed him as he led her through a door marked "Employees Only" and into a dimly lit hallway. The scent of alcohol and sweat gave way to a musky cologne that surrounded him like an invisible barrier.

He walked with purpose, his long strides forcing Maggie to quicken her pace to keep up with him. She could feel the heat radiating between her thighs with every step she took, anticipation building with each passing second.

Finally, they reached a door at the end of the hallway. The owner pushed it open and gestured for Maggie to enter before following closely behind her. They were back in his office — an expansive space filled with leather furniture, framed photographs, and shelves lined with top-shelf liquor.

Maggie's eyes scanned the room, taking in all the details for the first time as she tried to steady her racing heart. But then she felt a strong hand on her waist, pulling her back against a solid chest.

"Did you think I didn't notice how you've been teasing all those guys tonight?" he whispered huskily in her ear.

Maggie shivered at the sensation of his warm breath against her skin. She had suspected that he had been watching her throughout the night, but hearing him confirm it sent a thrill coursing through her body.

Before she could respond, his other hand came around to cup one of her breasts. He squeezed it firmly through the thin fabric of her dress, causing her nipple to harden instantly in response and a gasp to escape her lips.

"So, fucking responsive," he growled possessively as his fingers toyed with the sensitive peak. "I can see how badly you want this."

The owner's words ignited a fire within Maggie that threatened to consume everything in its path. All thoughts of playing coy or maintaining a professional distance vanished as she gave in to her most primal desires.

With a newfound confidence, Maggie turned around to face him and pressed her body against his. She could feel the hard length of his cock straining against the fabric of his pants, mirroring the ache that pulsed between her legs. With a pull on the string holding her dress up, the front fell to reveal her bare breasts and then fell to the ground leaving her naked except for the black 4-inch heels he had given her to wear with it.

Their lips crashed together in a desperate kiss, all pent-up tension and raw need. Maggie moaned into his mouth as she felt his hands roam freely over her body. The dress that had garnered so much attention throughout the night was now discarded in a pile on the floor — every touch, every brush of his fingers against her bare skin sent shockwaves of pleasure coursing through her.

In one swift motion, the owner lifted Maggie onto his desk and spread her legs, stepping between them. He ran a hand up the inside of her thigh, causing goosebumps to erupt in its wake. Maggie arched into his touch, silently begging him for more.

When he reached the apex of her thighs and found how wet she was for him, he let out a low groan of approval. "So fucking wet." he rasped hotly against her ear. "You've been such a fucking tease all night."

Maggie gasped as she felt two fingers plunge deep inside her, filling her completely, then pulling them out to taste her sweet nectar. With a quick zip, he unleashed his massive cock and without a word slowly began penetrating her wet entrance. Her walls clenched around him instinctively as he fully filled her, driving her closer and closer to the edge.

Maggie gasped as she felt the tip of his cock press against her pussy lips, the sheer size of him taking her by surprise again. She had never seen anything as big as him before, and she couldn't help but feel a mix of fear and excitement as he slowly began to push himself inside her.

The owner took his time, letting Maggie adjust to his size as he slowly filled her up. She moaned softly as she felt him stretch her walls, the sensation both painful and incredibly pleasurable.

Once he completely filled her, the owner began to move with a slow, steady rhythm. Maggie shockingly realized his cock was only half way inside of her when she wrapped her legs around him, trying to pull him deeper and deeper as she met each of his thrusts with her own.

Their bodies moved together in perfect harmony, their moans and gasps of pleasure filling the room. Maggie could feel herself getting stretched as she took another inch after another as he slid in and out of her, the feeling both intense and incredibly satisfying.

The owner's fingers found her clit, rubbing it in slow circles as he continued to fuck her. Maggie's moans grew louder and more frantic as she felt the pleasure build inside her, her orgasm just out of reach.

With one final thrust he shoved himself fully inside of her, pushing her over the edge as she reached parts of her she didn’t know existed. Maggie's pussy clenched around him as she came, her orgasm ripping through her like a tidal wave. She screamed as she came, her body shuddering with pleasure.

The owner followed suit, groaning as he filled her pussy with his hot cum. He collapsed on top of her, their bodies slick with sweat and cum.

Maggie lay there, completely spent and satisfied. She had never felt anything like this before — the intensity, the pleasure, the fullness. She knew she would never forget this night, this moment, this man.

As they lay there, recovering from their intense lovemaking, the owner looked down at Maggie with a tender expression. "You're mine now," he whispered, brushing a stray lock of hair from her face.

Maggie was too lost in a fog of senses and emotions to hear what he said. They lay there, wrapped up in each other, for what felt like hours. The world outside their little bubble faded away as they basked in the afterglow of their raw, primal fucking.

But eventually, the owner pulled himself away from Maggie, reluctantly. "I have to get back to work," he said, regretfully.

Maggie nodded, understanding. She knew she had to get back to work as well and didn’t want to be gone for too long to let even more rumors start in the club.

He quickly fixed himself and walked out as she got dressed and prepared to leave the office. As she walked out a few moments after him all she could think about was that she had possibly just experienced the biggest cock of her life.

Maggie's pussy throbbed with pleasure as she felt the owner's cum drip out of her, leaving a sticky mess between her legs. She couldn't believe the size of his cock, the way it stretched her and filled her up completely. It was like nothing she had ever experienced before.

She felt like she was walking on cloud nine as she made her way back onto the floor. The aphrodisiac still coursed through her veins, making every inch of her skin more sensitive than ever before. She could feel the weight of her swollen pussy between her legs, and every step she took made her aware of the soreness that came from being filled to the brim by his huge cock.

For the first time, Maggie noticed that every man who caught her scent started to get hard. She couldn't believe it – as she would lean in and get close to them, she could hear them catching a whiff of her, and playfully smirk as she watched a bulge start to form in their pants. She felt a sense of power and confidence wash over her, knowing that she had this effect on men.

As she walked through the club, she couldn't help but feel her arousal build more and more. She was like a kid at a candy store, so horny and surrounded by dozens of men looking to quench her arousal with just a word or a glance. She felt her pussy clench at the thought of another cock inside her once again, filling her up and making her scream with pleasure.

But for now, she had to focus on her work. She couldn't let herself get too caught up in her wanton lust. She had a job to do, and she couldn't let her pussy get in the way of that.

Still, she couldn't help but steal glances at the men around her, noticing the way they looked at her with desire in their eyes. She felt a sense of power and confidence, knowing that she had this effect on them. It was a feeling she couldn't get enough of.

As the night went on, Maggie found herself becoming more and more aroused. She couldn't help it - the aphrodisiac in her system was still working its magic, making her sensitive to every touch and scent around her and so too was it having an effect on her customers who had become more and more brazen as time progressed.

She could feel her pussy growing wetter and wetter as the men around her became bolder and less subtle. She could feel their fingers brushing up against her through her dress, and she couldn't help but let out a gasp as each traced a line down her slit.

As Maggie would take orders and tend to guests, others had no remorse in slipping a hand up her skirt and touching her bare pussy. At one table one man toyed with her under her dress as the table asked her about school and what she was going for education wise. Seeing that she didn’t protest the action another man slipped his hand under as well and slowly shoved a finger into her vacant ass. It took everything she had not to turn into a quibbling mess and pull herself away from their hands.

As she somehow made her way back to the side station at the bar trying to catch her breath. A man walked up and stood right next to her. He was tall and muscular, with piercing blue eyes that seemed to see right through her. He leaned in close to her as she took his order, his breath hot on her neck. She could feel his hard cock pressing against her hip, and she couldn't help but let out a moan of desire.

Without warning, he reached down and slid his hand up her dress, his fingers finding her wet and ready pussy. She gasped as he began to rub her clit, the sensation almost too much to bear. She could feel herself growing closer and closer to orgasm, but before she could get there, he pulled his hand away.

"Not yet, beautiful," he whispered in her ear, before walking away.

Maggie could feel her frustration growing with every passing moment. She wanted nothing more than to cum, to release all of the built-up tension inside of her. But no matter how hard she tried, or how hard the customers tried she couldn't seem to get there. As the night went on, men would rub her pussy and ass under her dress, sometimes even slipping their fingers inside of her. But no matter what they did, Maggie couldn't seem to find release.

Her mind was a fog, lost in lust. eventually her boss found her.

“A VIP asked for her to personally cover their party in one of the private rooms.” he said leading her there as she walked like a mindless zombie.

Not sure of where she was going or what was about to happen, when she got there, she noticed that it was the tall man from before who had taken her at the side station but was not accompanied with for other men in the room.

He walked up to the owner, "she's everything you said and more," Maggie heard, but couldn't make sense of it.

As the owner left the room, she felt a slight tug at the tie around her neck and felt it loosen, followed by the dress slipping to the ground and a hand helping her to step out of it. Maggie stood there, completely naked and vulnerable in front of the group of men. She couldn't believe what was happening, but her mind was too foggy with lust to care. The tall man from before stepped forward, his eyes locked on hers as he slowly approached her.

"You're even more beautiful than I imagined," he said, his voice low and husky. Maggie couldn't help but feel a shiver run down her spine as he spoke.

Before she knew what was happening, the man had pulled her close, his lips pressing against hers in a passionate kiss. She moaned as she felt his tongue explore her mouth, her body melting against his.

As the kiss deepened, the man's hands began to wander over her body. He cupped her breasts, teasing her nipples with his fingers as he broke the kiss. Maggie gasped as she felt his fingers slide down her stomach, tracing a path to her wet and aching pussy.

Without warning, the man plunged two fingers inside of her again, making her cry out with pleasure. She could feel herself growing closer and closer to orgasm, but before she could get there, another man stepped forward and began to kiss her neck.

Soon, Maggie was lost in a sea of sensation, her body being touched and explored by multiple men at once. Her body had never felt this sensitive before, and she couldn't help but give herself over to the pleasure.

The men lifted her up as the men continued to touch and tease her, Maggie felt herself giving in completely to her lust and arousal. She could feel her orgasm building inside of her, ready to explode at any moment.

And then, it happened. Maggie got what she wanted, again, a hard cock slipping into her needy pussy. She gasped in surprise as a new sensation overtook her from behind as ands spread her ass cheeks, making way for something new and exciting. And before she could even begin to process what was about to happen, a wet, warm tongue found its way to her asshole.

Maggie had never felt anything like this before and she couldn't help but let out a deep, guttural moan as the sensation of the tongue on her hole sent shivers of pleasure down her spine. The man rimmed her hole, pressing his tongue inside of it and making her squirm in pleasure as she was fully impaled on the man in front of her, relishing her reactions he held her in place.

The tongue was soon replaced by a cock, and Maggie felt a familiar sensation of having two men taking her at once. The cock pressed against her asshole, and she couldn't help but feel a wave of pleasure wash over her as it pushed inside. She was now completely filled, and she could feel every inch of both men's cocks moving inside of her.

They began to thrust in and out of her in rhythm, and Maggie couldn't help but let out a deep, moan as they filled her to the brim. The men gripped her hips tightly as they pounded into her, and Maggie felt like she was in pure bliss, her eyes rolling into the back of head as her pleasure was taken to new heights. The feeling of being completely filled by two men was something she never wanted to end, and she could feel her orgasm building inside of her.

She could feel herself getting closer and closer, and she knew it was only a matter of time before she exploded. But she didn’t want the feeling to end and held off for as long as she could, that was until she felt them both suddenly unload inside of her and there was no holding back from that.

Maggie let out a loud, yet short scream as she came hard, her body shaking with pleasure as the men continued to thrust inside of her, filling her. She could feel the warmth of their cum coating every inch of her insides, and she couldn't help but let out a deep, satisfied sigh as the men continued to fill her up past her limits.

As the men finished, they didn't let Maggie rest for long. They slowly lowered her as one of the men laid on her floor, impaling her onto his upright pole, another grabbed her hair, pulling her head back as he thrust his cock into her mouth. She gagged as he filled her throat, but she could do nothing but comply as he used her for his own pleasure.

Another man positioned himself behind her, spreading her cheeks apart as he lined up his cock with her asshole. She moaned as he pushed inside of her, filling her up once again. She was now being used by all three men, and she couldn't help but feel completely dominated, and she couldn't help but feel completely powerless.

The men were rough and dominant, and they didn't care about her pleasure. This wasn't love, this was lust, and they were using her for their own needs. She could do nothing as they took turns using her body, and she could feel herself getting even more turned on and sensitive by the use.

As the men continued to use her, she became a writhing, moaning mess, completely lost in the sensation of being groped, pulled and fucked by multiple men.

And then, it happened they all came one by one into her body. She let out a loud, long moan muffled by the cock deep in her mouth and down her throat as she came hard, her body shaking with pleasure as the men continued to fill her. She could feel the warmth of their cum filling her up for the fourth time today, and she couldn't help but feeling a sense of satisfaction.

As the men finished, Maggie could feel herself collapsing in pure exhaustion. She had felt so used, exhausted, and for the first time today completely satisfied. She had a small smirk on her face as she slowly fell asleep on the floor.

As the men left, Maggie could do nothing but lay there, completely spent.

“Thank you for the pleasurable experience, I hope we meet again,” the man said, he dropped what felt like a stack of folded bills onto her stomach and walked out, leaving her naked with cum dripping out of her and her body still slightly trembling from the overwhelming pleasure they gave her.

Eventually Maggie got up and put her dress back on, the once beautiful dress now a wrinkled mess. She looked around the room, and saw the other men had already left as well, the night was done however. As she was about to leave, the owner handed her an envelope. She opened it to see more money than she could have ever imagined. She wondered if she had just gotten paid for sex.

The driver drove her back to her dorm, he handed her the clothes she came in and she walked back up on wobbly legs feeling like she really worked for her money tonight. She stumbled into her room, her mind still in a haze. She couldn't believe what had just happened. She had never felt so used, but also so satisfied. She took a long hot shower, trying to wash the sweat and cum off of her body.

Finally clean she lay in bed, falling asleep, her mind still in a haze. Her mind replayed a lot of tonight’s highlights, her boss taking her, the customers, touching her, fingering her, teasing her and finishing with complete strangers using her body over and over until she was completely exhausted and they were all satisfied. And the most shocking thing finally hit her out of everything that happened tonight, she still didn’t know the owner’s name.

That week spring break started and Maggie was eager to go home, she missed her town and her parents and really needed a break from everything going on at school. The drive wasn’t that long, she lived a little over an hour away from school, but it was far enough to feel like a whole different place and without a car it may as well have been another state.

As Maggie stepped through the front door, her family couldn't help but notice the transformation that had taken place during her time away at college. She had always been a bit of a tomboy, dressing casually and keeping her long hair in a simple ponytail. But now, she had let her hair down, allowing it to flow in loose waves down her back. She wore makeup, highlighting her bright blue eyes, and her clothes were more form-fitting and revealing.

"Wow, Maggie, you look... different," her mother said, trying to hide her surprise.

Maggie just smiled and shrugged. "I guess I've changed a bit," she said.

As she made her way up to her bedroom to change out of her travel clothes, she didn't notice that the door to her room was wide open. Her family friend, John, who was staying with them for the week, happened to be passing by and caught a glimpse of Maggie as she began to undress.

John's eyes widened as he took in the sight of Maggie's bare skin. He had always thought she was attractive, but he had never allowed himself to think of her in a sexual way. But now, as he watched her remove her bra and panties, he couldn't help but feel a surge of arousal.

Quickly, John ducked into the nearest bathroom and closed the door, trying to compose himself. But as he listened to Maggie's moans of pleasure as she touched herself, he found it impossible to resist the urge to watch.

Peering through a small crack in the bathroom door, John watched as Maggie's fingers moved between her legs, rubbing her clit and teasing her entrance. She was completely unaware that anyone was watching her, and John couldn't help but feel a twinge of guilt. But at the same time, he couldn't deny the fact that he was incredibly turned on by the sight of Maggie's naked body and the sounds of her pleasure.

As Maggie's moans grew louder and more intense, John found himself unable to control himself any longer. He reached down and began to stroke his own cock, matching Maggie's rhythm as he imagined himself joining her in her sexual escapade.

But just as John was about to reach his own climax, Maggie suddenly stopped moaning and sat up, her eyes wide as she realized that she had left her door open.

"Oh my god, I can't believe I did that," she said, her face flushing with embarrassment.

John quickly pulled his hand away from his cock and stepped out of the bathroom, trying to act casual.

"Uh, sorry Maggie, I didn't mean to intrude," he said, his voice shaky.

Maggie just stared at him for a moment, her eyes narrowing as she realized what he had just witnessed.

"You saw me, didn't you?" she said, her voice low and angry.

John swallowed hard, knowing that he was caught.

"I'm so sorry Maggie, I didn't mean to," he said, his eyes downcast.

Maggie's mind raced as she processed what had just happened. She could feel the heat rising to her cheeks, but at the same time, she felt a strange sense of excitement. The old Maggie would have been mortified and would have run to cover herself, but the new Maggie was different. She felt a sense of power and control that she had never experienced before.

Without saying a word, Maggie reached out and took John's hand, pulling him into her bedroom and shutting the door behind them. John's eyes widened as he realized what was happening, but he didn't resist.

Maggie stood before him, completely naked, her body glowing with arousal. She reached out and took John's belt, undoing it and pulling down his pants. John's cock sprang free, already hard and erect.

Maggie looked up at John, her eyes shining with desire. She leaned forward, taking John's cock into her mouth and beginning to suck him deep inside.

John watched, his eyes wide with amazement as he felt Maggie's lips around his cock, her tongue swirling and teasing him. He had never imagined that this would happen, but now that it was, he couldn't deny the fact that he was incredibly turned on.

Maggie sucked and licked John's cock, her head moving back and forth as she took him deeper and deeper inside her mouth. She could feel John's body trembling with pleasure, his hands gripping her hair as he thrust his hips forward.

John's orgasm hit him like a wave, his body shaking as he felt himself shooting his load deep into Maggie's throat. Maggie swallowed; her eyes locked on John's as she took every last drop of him.

Dinner was a strange and awkward affair, with John sitting across from Maggie at the table. What her parents didn't realize, however, was what was going on under the table.

Maggie couldn't keep her mind off of John and the intense sexual encounter they had just shared. She found herself constantly glancing over at him, her eyes lingering on his muscular chest and strong jawline.

She found herself unable to resist the urge to touch him, and as dinner went on, she began to quietly toy with John's cock with her feet. She could feel him growing hard beneath the table, and she couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement and arousal.

John, for his part, was doing his best to keep his composure. He could feel Maggie's feet moving against his cock, and he found it impossible to focus on anything else. He tried to keep his mind on the conversation at the table, but he couldn't deny the fact that he was incredibly turned on.

As dinner came to an end and Maggie's dad's eyes were glued to an email on his phone, she saw her chance. She quickly made sure the coast was clear, she slipped under the table and made her way over to John.

Without saying a word, she pulled his cock out from his pants and began to suck him deep into her mouth. John gasped with pleasure, his hands reaching down to grip the edge of the table as she brought him to the brink of climax once again.

She could feel John's body trembling with pleasure, his hips thrusting forward as he shot his load deep into her throat. She swallowed; her eyes locked on his as she took every last drop of him.

As she pulled back, she could feel her heart racing with excitement. She couldn't believe what she had just done, right there in front of her oblivious father.

As she made her way back to her seat, John couldn't help but feel a sense of amazement and gratitude. He couldn't believe what Maggie had just done, and he knew that this was a moment that he would never forget.

After dinner was done, Maggie changed into her some workout clothes, still “worked up” she decided she needed some more attention and was going to go out and find it.

Before leaving she looked at John, “feel like a run, I could use some fresh air and burn off some energy.”

“I don’t know where you find it,” he looked at her and smirked while also slightly blushing, “I’m honestly drained from today,” they both giggled at the comment that left her mother looking confused.

Maggie, feeling disappointed by John's lack of enthusiasm for the run, decided to take matters into her own hands. She made her way onto the sidewalk and had a steady jog downtown, while quickly scanning the area, she spotted a couple of guys from school she. They weren’t friends, to be honest Maggie didn’t really speak to anyone at school being the wallflower she was.

"Hey there! Want to join me?" she called out, flashing them a seductive smile.

The guys looked at each other, unsure of what to do. But Maggie's confident and flirtatious demeanor quickly won them over, and they agreed to join her, if anything their curiosity made them join her.

“Here, follow me,” as they started walking, Maggie couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement. She knew that she was about to have the encounter that she had been craving all evening.

Once she felt they were secluded enough, just enough, she stopped and turned to face the guys. Before they could even react, she walked really close to them, her body pressed up against theirs, her hands trailing down to find their cocks gripping them over the material.

The guys were taken aback at first, but they quickly found themselves getting lost in the moment. Maggie's confident and seductive demeanor was impossible to resist, and they couldn't help but feel a surge of desire as she explored their bodies.

As they broke apart, Maggie looked up at them with a wicked grin. "I hope you guys are ready for the ride of your lives," she whispered, before stripping off her clothes and leading them off the path and into the nearby bushes.

What happened next was a wild and intense encounter that neither the guys nor Maggie would ever forget. Maggie was insatiable, pushing them to their limits as she took control of the situation.

The first guy, unable to resist the temptation, quickly moved behind Maggie, grabbing her hips as he thrust himself deep inside her. Maggie gasped with pleasure, her body moving in time with his as he filled her up completely.

The second guy, meanwhile, couldn't resist the temptation of Maggie's perfect lips. He moved closer, kissing her deeply as he explored her mouth with his tongue. Then replacing it with his cock Maggie moaned with pleasure, her body writhing with desire as she took him in.

As they moved together, the guys couldn't believe what was happening. They had never experienced anything like this before, and they couldn't believe what a slut little Maggie Hill was. But despite their initial shock, they couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement and arousal as they explored every inch of her body.

As they finally emerged from the bushes, exhausted and satisfied, Maggie suddenly felt worried, school was one thing, but this is where she grew up and everyone knew her. She had taken control of the situation and had pushed herself to new heights of pleasure and excitement, but at the same time exposed her new found, sexual side and was a little worried where it was going to lead now.

Maggie's thoughts were a torrent of images and sensations as she walked home. The encounters of the evening had only served to stoke the fire that school had ignited within her. Her body thrummed with a desire that threatened to overwhelm her.

Her mind raced with the possibilities of what she could do to satiate the hunger that burned within her. She was consumed by the need for release, for the sensation of being desired and wanted. She craved the feeling of another's hands on her skin, their breath hot against her neck as they whispered filthy things into her ear.

The very thought of it sent a shiver down her spine, and she felt herself growing more aroused with each step.

As she approached her home, Maggie knew that she couldn't simply ignore the passion that consumed her. It was a hunger that needed to be fed, an itch that needed to be scratched. She couldn't resist the pull of her own desires, and she knew that she would do whatever it took to find her release.

Her thoughts were dark and wicked, full of the filthiest fantasies that her mind could conjure. She imagined herself in situations that she had never dared to dream of, her body writhing with pleasure as she succumbed to her most primal desires. She was lost in the haze of her own longing, and she knew that she would do anything to find the release that she so desperately craved.

The thought of finding a secluded spot to relieve the growing tension within her only served to heighten her desire. Maggie's mind raced with a wanton abandon as she pushed through the golf course. She craved the exhilaration of being so exposed, the thrill of knowing that at any moment, she could be caught.

Upon reaching the green of one of the holes, she hesitated for only a moment before stripping down once more. The taste of cum still lingering on her tongue, she sat back against the flag, letting it dig into her back as she began to pleasure herself.

As her fingers moved against her clit, she was lost in the sensations that coursed through her body. Her mind reeled with the filthy thoughts that had consumed her all evening. She fantasized about being fucked by strangers, their hard cocks driving into her again and again as she screamed out her pleasure for all to hear.

Her orgasm came quickly, a rush of ecstasy that pulsed through her body and left her breathless. She reveled in the sheer intensity of it, letting the waves of pleasure wash over her as she laid back against the cool grass.

As her breathing slowed, Maggie became aware of her surroundings. She was still exposed, her naked body on full display for anyone who happened by. The thought only served to heighten her arousal, and she felt the stirrings of a new desire within her.

She knew she couldn't stay here, but the thought of returning home without another taste of release was unbearable. She gathered her clothes, not bothering to dress and made her way quickly and quietly through the course, her thoughts filled with the wicked fantasies that had consumed her all evening and the exhilaration of now continuing still completely naked.

"I need more," Maggie panted as she made her way across the golf course. Her body still humming with the aftershocks of her recent orgasm, she couldn't help but crave more. The thrill of being caught, the thought of being taken right here in the open, was all she could think about.

She found a secluded spot behind a large tree, its thick foliage providing the perfect cover. Maggie's heart raced as she dropped her clothes next to her.

"Fuck, I'm so fucking horny," she moaned, her fingers already working their way between her slick labia. She was already wet, her pussy aching for more.

"Yes, baby, take that pussy," she imagined a stranger's voice whispering in her ear. "Fuck, you're so tight, so fucking wet."

Maggie's fingers moved faster, her thumb working circles around her clit as she imagined a hard cock driving into her. She could almost feel it, the stretch and burn as it filled her to the brim.

"Oh, fuck, yes," she cried out, her orgasm building quickly. She could feel it, the familiar wave of pleasure that threatened to consume her.

"Yes, baby, come for me. Come all over my cock," she imagined, her fingers working furiously as she rode the wave of her orgasm.

As the pleasure subsided, Maggie laid back against the cool grass, her body still humming with the aftershocks of her release. She knew she couldn't stay here, but the thought of returning home without another taste of release was unbearable.

"I need more," she whispered to herself, she stood once again making her way quickly and quietly through the course now taking her further from her home. Her thoughts filled with the wicked fantasies that had consumed her all evening.

Maggie's heart raced as she approached a house, its windows glowing with a warm light. She had never done anything like this before, but the thrill of the unknown only served to heighten her arousal. She found a secluded spot behind a large shrub, its thick foliage providing the perfect cover. Maggie's heart raced as she sat down, her legs spread wide as she began to touch herself. She could see the figures moving around inside the house, their shadows dancing on the walls. She imagined them finding her, their eyes widening in shock as they took in the sight of her naked body.

"Oh, fuck, yes," she moaned, her fingers working their way between her slick labia. She was already wet, her pussy aching for more.

"Do you see me?" she whispered, her fingers moving faster as she imagined one of the figures spotting her, "do you see what I'm doing?"

Her heart froze as she heard the backdoor of the house slide open, the sound of footsteps approaching her. She held her breath and put a hand over her mouth as her fingers were still buried between her slick lips as she tried to stay as quiet as possible. She could see the figure of a man approaching, his form illuminated by the light spilling out from the house.

Maggie couldn’t look away or even blink as he came closer, her mind racing with the thought of being caught. But to her surprise, the man didn't seem to notice her. He just stood there, mere feet away from her, his gaze fixed on something in the distance.

She watched the man suddenly pull out his cock, her eyes widening as she took in the size of it. She couldn't look away as he began to stroke it, his hand moving up and down the length of it. She could hear the sound of his moans, low and guttural as he lost himself in the pleasure of the moment. And then she turned around to see what had him so consumed and saw her, a woman, naked, pressed up against the window of the house in the distance she was being taken for anyone to see. Maggie's breath hitched as she took in the sight, her eyes locked on the woman as she began to touch herself again, looking back at the cock before her.

Maggie's felt her skin grow warm, flushed with excitement as she watched the man before her pleasuring himself, his hand stroking his hardness right there. She couldn't believe what she was seeing, the raw and unfiltered passion on display. She felt a sudden urge to join him, to be a part of the illicit encounter.

Slowly, she stood up, her legs shaky as she approached the man. She could see the surprise in his eyes as she came closer, but he didn't stop her. Instead, he reached out and touched her, his hand tracing a path down her body until it came to rest on her hip.

Maggie moaned as he pulled her closer, their bodies pressed together as they shared in the forbidden pleasure. She could feel his hard cock against her stomach, the heat of it radiating as it touched her skin.

"Fuck me," she whispered, her voice barely audible over the sound of their heavy breathing. The man didn't need any further encouragement. He pulled her closer, his hands gripping her hips as he lifted her up and guided her down onto his cock.

Maggie gasped as she felt him enter her, the sensation of him filling her up almost too much to bear. She began to ride him, her legs gripped around his waist, her hips moving in time with his as they lost themselves in the moment.

They looked back for a moment to see the woman in the window with the obvious signs of pleasure in her face, Maggie could now see the man behind her fucking her as well, his hand on her hips thrusting into her. Maggie could see the ecstasy in her eyes and gaping mouth, the desire to be sexually fulfilled.

As they moved together, Maggie felt herself building towards an explosive climax. She could feel the tension coiling inside her, the pressure building until it was almost unbearable. And then, with a final, desperate moan, she came, her orgasm crashing over her like a wave.

The man followed suit; his own climax triggered by Maggie's as he filled her. They stayed like that for a moment, their bodies still entwined as they caught their breath. A noise startled them both from close by, Maggie dropping to her feet, the man looking back to see what it was, but just as he turned back around, Maggie was gone.

“Everything ok out there Hun? Just having a little smoke before bed?” a voice called from the house.

“Yeah, just getting some air!” he answered as he put his cock away, still slick with Maggie’s juices.

Maggie returned to her hiding spot, her heart still racing as she tried to process what had just happened. She could still feel the echoes of her orgasm, the lingering pleasure still coursing through her veins. She looked at the window to see the light in the distant window was now off, the show was over.

After she caught her breath, it was now time to go home, she was satisfied enough and if not, maybe John would help her out a little more. She reached to her side and all she felt was grass. Looking around she came to a startling shock, her clothes weren’t there and she was going to have to make it back home, completely naked.

She stood, she felt a little dizzy and light headed, she felt her pussy leaking from both her arousal and the two loads that had been put into her tonight on her run. Maggie thought about making her way back the way she came to see if she could find her clothes but as it was getting very late, the darkness made her feel more vulnerable and worried than aroused.

Sexual adventures were one thing, but she didn’t want to be in the back of a cop car in jail calling her parents explaining what happened. She decided on speed over stealth, it was dark and she needed to get home now, she went the back ways, through the golf course and by the greens. There was a risk that someone in one of the houses framing the golf course would see her, but with it so dark and not seeing any lights on, she hoped for the best.

Every step was grueling, and when she finally got close enough to her community, she realized she had one more hurdle to pass. The only way to her house was through the street with very few places to hide and her legs felt like they were at their limit. She was two houses away when she heard a sound and her instincts made her dive into some bushes.

She was on her hands and knees as she looked through, she saw someone walking their dog. This was the worst thing that could happen, it wasn’t just she was home, in the area, now she was walking distance from her home and her parents. If someone found out, everyone would know and there would be no excuse in getting out of it.

Maggie held her breath, her body was exhausted, her legs were on fire and her heart raced. She thought she was going to pass out as she heard the dog walk by. She waited a full minute and all she could think about was getting home. She didn’t look back, didn’t make sure the coast was clear, with the last of her strength she made a mad dash for the front door and thanked god it was still unlocked.

She stumbled her way in, trying not to make any noise to wake her parents, the lights were off as she slowly walked into the living room.

Click…

The lights turned on and she thought she saw her life flash before her eyes, she pictured her parents sitting there on the couch waiting up for her and she covered her breasts and pussy with her hands about ready to plead for mercy when she saw John sitting there with a big smile on his face.

“You look like you just saw a ghost,” he whispered, sounded amused with himself, scanning over Maggie’s body with a glint in his eye, “you look like you had a fun night.”

Maggie smirked back relieved, she dropped her arms, not caring about her nude state and crossed them over her stomach instead, “you could say that,” she tilted her head trying to be defiant and nonchalant about her current nude state.

“Tell me about it?”

“After I take a shower,” she walked off and up the stairs, she knew his eyes were on her bare ass the whole time and she loved the feeling.

When she got to the bathroom, she turned the shower on, water running hot like she liked it, she took a seat with the toilet seat down and rested her legs. The fatigue hitting her again like a bag of bricks and she wondered how she was able to stand and face John for those few seconds.

The hot water felt amazing against her skin, she closed her eyes and visions of the night flooded her mind. How she had let John see her and take her, the boys from school who now knew her in a way that no one around here ever had. Spring break was 2 weeks that she would be home, after everything that happened in school and now followed her home, she wondered what was next in store for her.

Maggie dried herself off, brushed her teeth and only wrapped the towel around herself to go to her room. When she got back into her room, John was there waiting for her, this time he was the one naked on her bed and stroking his cock till it was nice and hard.

With a smile on his face and scanning over every inch of her body, he sat up and spoke, “one more for the night.”

Maggie bit her lip, now scanning his body, his hairy chest, the few muscles, his legs down to his feet and back up till she saw his cock twitching and throbbing in anticipation for what he hoped was coming. She felt herself renew with energy and even though she felt fairly satisfied for the night, she gripped the top of her towel and loosened it.

Dropping the towel to the floor, she made her way towards the bed, and as she straddled his lap, his cock lining up with her pussy, two words left Maggie’s mouth as she slowly lowered herself onto him, “why not?”

She lowered herself till her weight was completely on him and he was fully inside of her, this was only the beginning.