The door behind her banged shut. Sharon whirled around to see…

Karen ran into the room, her pudgy face red with exertion. Where was… Shestopped in her tracks as her eyes lit on the mattress where some asshole waslying between Ashley’s spread legs, pumping his cock in and out while the tallbrunette cried and struggled beneath him.

Sharon reached towards her, but Karen shook off her hand.

"Get off of her, you asshole," she screeched, running towards the mattress.Shocked, the guy looked up from where he was fucking Ashley just in time to seeKaren come barrelling across the room towards him. He only had time to throw uphis hands as the fat teenager slammed into him with enough force to make himthink he was back on the football field. With a shout, he fell back, his cocksliding out of Ashley’s sopping cunt just as he came. A wad of sperm flew upand sailed across the room, splattering against the back wall.

"K-Karen?" Ashley looked up at her rescuer from where she was cringing on themattress, confused and frightened.

"It’s OK honey," Karen said soothingly, bending down to help the naked girl toher feet. "I’ve got you now."

The room fell silent as Karen helped the crying brunette to her feet and thenled her towards the door.

"What the fuck?" It was the guy she had knocked off of Ashley. Karen looked upat him. For a moment, it seemed like he was going to go after her, but hequickly backed down. He cock still dripped sperm as it dangled, limp and wet,before him.

Karen led the trembling Ashley out through the front door and into the openair.

The door slammed shut behind them.

Sharon, along with everyone else in the room, stood in stunned silence. Theonly sound to be heard was a quiet slurping from where Stacy continued to suckon the cock of the guy sitting in front of her.

"Hey!" It was the guy Karen had knocked over; Hawker, or something like that."What the fuck was that all about?" He had wrapped a towel around his waist."We paid for two whores tonight, not just one."

Sharon felt a moment of panic as the guys in the room turned their attentiontowards her. She thought quickly.

"OK," she cried, "Fair enough. I’ll return half the money…" 'Karen’s share,she thought grimly. "…and the video will be free." She looked around,experiencing a tense moment. Would they go for it?

Then the silence was broken as the guy Stacy was sucking finally came, groaningloudly as he pumped his warm sperm into her rapidly convulsing throat. Anotherguy cheered, and then the tension broke as the guys converged on Stacy. The guypulled his now limp cock out of her mouth, and moved away.

He was quickly replaced by another player.

Karen helped Ashley into the back seat, slid in beside her and shut the cardoor. She had draped her coat over the other girl’s shoulders, but, despite thewarmth of the evening, the tall brunette could not stop shivering. Besides thelight coat, Ashley wore only the fish-net stockings (now ripped) and thelocked-on pumps. Her upper body and thighs were covered with bruises from whereshe had been roughly handled; her face and tits were covered withrapidly-congealing sperm.

Karen felt like crying.

The heavy teenager reached up and put her arm around the taller girl’sshoulder. To her surprise, the brunette stopped trembling and leaned into her.Ashley lay her head on Karen’s shoulder.

"H-honey… Ashley," Karen felt strangely tongue-tied. Her throat had gone dry,and she had to swallow before continuing. "I… I just want you to know that…uhm; I’m, like, s-sorry about what - what happened in… in there." A tearbegan to trickle down her face. "I d-didn’t mean…"

She was interrupted by the soft touch of Ashley’s finger on her cheek, brushingaway the tear. She looked over at the other girl; she was so beautiful! Eventhrough the tears and the bruises and the dried sperm. She looked so…

"Karen…"

Ashley’s voice was soft and hoarse.

"Karen…"

Stacy moaned and bucked as yet another of the football players came in herpussy. The cock in front of her had exploded in her face a few moments earlier,and she was still licking the sperm off her lips. It had been over an hoursince her last orgasm, and the guys were at last beginning to slow down. Shemust have fucked all of them at least three times. At least, it felt like it.Her pussy had gone numb any number of fucks ago, and the members of thefootball team had neither the skill nor the inclination to give her clit theattention it needed to give her pleasure. As a result, she was slowly comingout of the pleasure-induced fog that had enveloped her mind earlier in theevening.

The cock slid out of her pussy, leaving her cock-free for the first time inhours. Almost immediately, she felt a hand at grab ahold of her hair and dragher painfully to her feet. Dimly, she opened her eyes to see what washappening.

It was Sharon.

Stacy winced, but didn’t offer any resistance as she was pulled across the roomand forced to kneel on top of the coffee table. Her balance, always precariouson the four inch heels, failed her and she slipped backwards. Sharon, however,caught her and shoved her back upright. Quickly, she turned the blonde teenageraround and positioned her so that she was leaning back on her heels with herthighs spread wide. Her sopping red cunt glistened in the light.

Sharon pulled the thermos out and handed it to the naked girl. Anxious torecapture the pleasure she had felt earlier in the evening, Stacy suckedhungrily at it, finishing what was left. She burped slightly as Sharon tookback the empty thermos.

"Now listen," Sharon muttered to her. "You’re going to put on a bit of a showfor the guys. They’re getting a bit worn down. Do you understand?"

Stacy felt the now-familiar rush of the alcohol and drugs. Confused, she shookher head as her well-used cunt began to tingle.

"I’m going to ask you some questions," Sharon explained, "You’re going toanswer to the camera. If you don’t get them excited again, and quickly, I’llsee that this tape gets spread around a bit. Is that clear?"

Stacy choked back the tears and nodded her head. She was doing everything theytold her to do; why the threats? She was a good girl!

One hand reached down and began rubbing her pussy. Sharon slapped it away.

"Not yet," she ordered. Obediently, Stacy let her hand fall limply at her side.Sharon would tell her what to do.

Sharon stepped back and surveyed the scene. The football players were all linedup against the walls, out of sight of the camera, watching Stacy as she perchedon the coffee table. Perfect. The video camera had been set up to cover theshot from the front, framing Stacy directly in the screen. Now,just one morething and they would be set up…

"Anyone ready for a blowjob?"

One of the big guys - the one who had been knocked over earlier by Karen -stepped forward. His cock jutted out in front of him, ready for action. Sharonnodded him towards Stacy and watched as he moved forward to stand in front ofher. Stacy, once again trembling with lust, took the cock in her mouth andbegan slurping away on it. The slut’s hand wandered down to her cunt and begansliding up and down.

Sharon moved in and whispered in Stacy’s ear as she sucked.

"Two things, bitch." Stacy’s eyes rolled towards Sharon as she continued towork on the cock.

"First, you can play with yourself all you like, but don’t come until I say. Doyou understand?" Stacy moaned an acknowledgement.

"Second, when this guy comes, don’t swallow. Hold it in your mouth until I sayotherwise." Stacy’s eyes widened, but she once again grunted in theaffirmative.

Satisfied, Sharon backed away and watched as the blonde teenager brought theguy to an orgasm and sucked his sperm into her mouth. By the time he wasfinished, her cheeks were bulging with the thick, white fluid.