I am Yours for Free Use

Free Use for My Best Guy Friends I've always been the type of girl to hang out with nothing but guys. Slightly older guys who didn't mind having a younger girl around. But on my nineteenth birthday, I got a lesson in why those guys might have been so happy to have me around... "Happy birthday, Kara," James said as he kissed my cheek, and gave me a tight hug. "Thanks, man," I replied. "Did you get me anything?" He laughed. "Of course! I got you a night at the Sybaris." Now it was my turn to laugh. "I heard they have to clean the walls off everyday, because people c*m all over the walls." "I wouldn't know," he said. "Never been." "I'd like to go sometime for real though, when I'm married, ya know..." Even though I did nothing but hang out with guys, I was a good girl who was saving herself for the right man. I wasn't just going to f**k all my friends or something. James let go of me, and we walked together to our friend Ben's house. Ben's parents had died and left him this three story house in Chicago, so Ben's place was where all the parties were, obviously. Outside Ben's, our other friends Kyle and Jordan were hanging out. Now, this group of guys weren't the most handsome or muscular men on the planet. In fact, all of them except for Jordan looked like they could use some exercise, and a little less drinking. But they were cool guys, and I loved them. Especially Jordan, who was over six feet, pure muscle, and creamy dark black skin. "Look who's here," said Kyle. "The birthday girl. Happy birthday, sweetheart!" He gave me a tight hug, and then stepped back to admire me. He looked at Jordan who also looked at me. "She's nineteen now, so I guess we can tell her she's gotten super hot in the last year," said Jordan. I laughed and punched Jordan in his steel arm. "f**k you. You could have told me I was hot before." "Wasn't legal," he replied. "I was eighteen for the past year!" I exclaimed. "I was totally legal!" "Not to us you weren't. But now you are. What a difference one day makes," Kyle said, causing our whole crew to burst into laughter. We all went out to Ben's huge fenced in backyard, and I took off my t-shirt because it was super hot out. I was wearing a pink bikini top that made all the guys stare at me. "Yep, definitely hot," Kyle said. "Shut up already!" I exclaimed. I looked away from them, sure my face was turning red. I couldn't handle my best friends telling me I was hot. It just seemed too weird and unnatural. Ben came out with a pitcher of lemonade, and a platter of deli meats and cheese. He set it on a table. "Ben's such a good housewife," Jordan said. "f**k you, Jordan," Ben replied. "I just figured it's Kara's birthday, so I might as well make an actual effort at throwing her a decent party." "And I appreciate it, Benny," I replied. "Thank you," he said as he came and gave me my birthday hug. It was an extra tight squeeze. I wriggled free, and sat down in the grass. "So, what now? Just drink some lemonade, eat some meat, and stare adoringly at each other for a few hours?" "If that's how you want to spend your birthday," Ben replied. "Not particularly," I said. "Then come inside for your surprise," Jordan said. I got up and Jordan grabbed me from behind. He flipped me over his shoulder and I screamed as he carried me into the house. "I can walk, ya know!" "I'd rather carry you," he said. Ben opened the basement door, and Jordan carried me down the rickety old steps into Ben's party room basement. It smelled like a den of old hippies, and it looked liked one too. There was a couch that Ben said his parents had bought in the late nineties when they were a young couple. It looked like it too -- kinda beat up and covered in odd stains. Ben loved it too much to get rid of it. I suppose it reminded him of his parents, even if he didnt' take very good care of it. Jordan threw me on the couch. The basement door slammed shut, and I heard a click like a lock... "So, wait, you're gonna keep me locked up in here for the rest of the night?" Someone turned on a dim, flickering light. Then the guys all turned to me. "It's your nineteenth birthday, and we've all decided you're gonna be our free use slut now, Kara," Jordan said in a voice even lower than his normal tone. "What?" I asked as I looked at each one of them. "Free use what?" "Slut," said Kyle. "You're nineteen now. We didn't do it last year, because Ben said we should wait a year." "But we're done waiting," said James. All the guys started pulling their shorts down, and I just stared at them like they'd gone nuts. My heart was pounding, and I should have gotten up and tried to break the lock on the basement door or something. Were my best friends serious? Were they really going to take me by force? Because there was no way I was going to do this willingly. No way at all. "f**k you guys," I growled. "Let me out of this basement right f*****g now." The guys laughed. They dropped their shorts, and one by one, they pulled out their c***s. I looked away and closed my eyes. "Put your pants back on," I hissed. "No," said James. "Get down on the floor and suck our fat f*****g c***s, Kara. We know you're a little slut. Ben broke into your phone once and saw all your p**n. You're a nasty little slut who likes gangbangs." "I like to watch them," I whispered, a flush of the worst embarrassment going through, causing me to shiver. "But I'm never going to do one." I couldn't believe Ben violated my privacy by breaking into my phone like that. And now here they all were, about to force me into something they all knew I didn't want to do. Or did I? Butterflies whirled around my stomach, and I felt so dizzy all of a sudden. Did I think it would feel good for these guys to f**k me, knowing I didn't want it? Yes, but only in some twisted, dirty way. It would be better if it wasn't with them though... Jordan grabbed me by my ponytail and swung my head back towards them. "Look at us when we talk to you, slut," he growled. The basement felt like it was a hundred and twenty degrees. It was normally cooler down there, but today it felt like I was going to melt. Even though Ben had the air conditioning on. Jordan let go of my hair, and I whimpered as I looked around at my best friends. I couldn't believe what was about to happen...what they were about to make me do. But I knew that four guys vs one girl meant they were definitely going to win. If they were determined to f**k me, there was no way I was getting out of this without being f****d. "We're gonna use your holes all night, you little b***h," said Jordan. "You're gonna be our slut, and you're gonna take all our loads." "Please," I said as I looked at each one of them. "Please, don't do this." Ben stepped forward. He grabbed my hair and pulled it back, causing me to cry out. "Look at me, Kara," he said in a low, dangerous tone. "You will suck our c***s, and you will take our loads. Or we'll make you wish you didn't resist." Ben's face came closer to mine. He was looking at me in a way I'd never seen him look at me before. He didn't look like my best friend. He was looking at me like he was sizing me up, like he was ready to take what he knew he could take. Jordan pulled my hand towards him, and put it on his c**k. I was trembling as I felt his hard pole in my hand. I started to slowly stroke it as fear gripped me. "See? She's already into it," Jordan said with a satisfied groan as I twisted my hand up and down his fat black c**k. His c**k pulsed and twitched in my hand, making me feel both sick and excited over what was happening. This wasn't how I was supposed to lose my virginity. I screamed as I was dragged onto the floor and forced onto my knees. Immediately, Jordan grabbed the back of my head and pushed my lips toward his c**k. I opened my mouth out of fear that if I didn't, something worse than this might happen. Jordan shoved his c**k into my mouth and I gagged as I felt it slide to the back of my throat. One of his hands grabbed my hair and yanked my head back. "Gag on my c**k, you little b***h," Jordan snarled. I gagged, and tears ran down my cheeks as he f****d my throat. My p***y was gushing as Jordan skull f****d me, and I couldn't control my body's reaction to it. Jordan's roughness turned me on, making me crave his big black c**k even more than I secretly already did. I found myself moaning around his c**k. Which caused him to throb and groan as he pounded his c**k harder against the back of my throat. I gagged and gagged, and Jordan did not slow down or have any mercy on me whatsoever. But this just made my p***y wetter, and made my whole body tremble with a need I had never known. I moaned and moaned, and my eyes rolled back in my head as Jordan's c**k was in my throat and I felt the salty taste of his pre-c*m on my tongue. He groaned and thrust even harder, making me choke on his c**k. Jordan pulled his c**k out of my mouth, and I gasped for breath, hardly able to breathe as my spit fell from my mouth. I looked up at him and I saw it. I saw the same look that I had seen on Ben's face. This was a look of pure determination, of pure male hunger. Jordan grabbed my hair and pulled me up to my feet. He pushed me back, and I hit the couch. He put his hand on my throat and pushed me back so I was laying on the cushions. Fuck. I couldn't believe what was happening. My p***y was so wet. I didn't know what was wrong with me. I should have been fighting them. I should have been a good girl, and I should have fought like hell to get them to stop. But I wasn't doing any of those things. All I was doing was letting them take me. I was letting them make me a slut. "Ready to take my big black c**k, little white slut?" Jordan asked. "Yes," I whimpered. So horrible that I was such a willing victim... Jordan yanked my shorts and bikini bottoms down to my ankles. Then he pushed his c**k up against my wet slit. I breathed heavily and cried out in pain as he forced himself inside of me. But I had said yes. I had given him permission for this. So he took it. He grunted as he f****d me, and I felt his long c**k touch my cervix. My body shook from overwhelming pain and hideous lust. Jordan pounded me harder, and I moaned and moaned. Fuck. I had never felt anything like it. He f****d me so hard, and it hurt so much, but it felt so good. Jordan's c**k was so big, and I never wanted him to stop. I loved feeling him inside of me. I loved the feeling of his large thick c**k pushing in and out of my tight wet p***y. I cried and screamed as he rammed into me, his balls slapping against my ass with a satisfying thwack. My eyes rolled up once again, and I couldn't contain the moans that came out of me. I shook and cried hot tears of pain and joy as my o****m struck me. Jordan had made me into a slut, and it was delicious... I squirted hot p***y juices all over Jordan's c**k, and this set him off. "She's a f*****g squirter, dude!" Jordan exclaimed as he exploded inside of me. "Fuuuuuuck." His hot c*m sprayed my insides, and I couldn't stop quivering as I took it. He pulled out, and Ben spun me around to face him. He laid me down on the couch and climbed on top of me, wrapping his arms around my body tight as he kissed my chest. "I need you so f*****g bad, Kara," he growled. "Go ahead...use me..." I whimpered. Ben's c**k pressed against my wet slit as he kissed me. I moaned into his mouth and ran my hand through his hair. He pulled away and grabbed my legs, wrapping them around his waist. I knew what was going to happen. I knew what he was going to do. Ben pressed his thick c**k against my tight little p***y, and I gasped as he forced himself inside of me. My eyes rolled back in my head as I felt my tight little p***y stretch around his thick shaft. He gave me an inch at a time. I felt my p***y stretch and stretch, and I knew there was no way I could take his c**k, but I wanted to. Jordan's c**k had been huge, but I was sure Ben's was even bigger... And Ben gripped me tight as he slammed the full force of his body against mine. I cried out with each thrust, and dug my fingernails into his back. I scratched them down, drawing blood. But it didn't stop Ben. He just kept pounding into me. And I loved it. I was a slut now. I was a w***e. I was a nasty girl who loved getting f****d by huge c***s. And the more I thought about it, the more I knew it was true. "Oh f**k me, Ben. f**k my tight little p***y!" I cried out, unable to stop the words from coming out of me. Ben groaned and f****d me harder, and I came again, squirting hot c*m all over his c**k. He groaned, and I knew he was close too. He pounded me harder than ever, and then he exploded inside of me. His hot c*m filled me up, and I moaned in pain and pleasure as he pulled out and came all over my p***y. He rubbed his c*m all over my slit, and I felt my body shudder. I was a total mess, but I didn't care. I loved it. I was ashamed, but I loved it. I had fallen into the dark side, and I liked it too much. I lay there, with my p***y throbbing and my body aching from the abuse. And I knew that my innocence was lost forever. Ben got off me, and I looked over at James who was sitting in a chair with his c**k sticking straight up. "Get over here now, slut," he commanded. I got up and went to him, and without needing another command, I lowered myself onto his c**k. I was so wet and stretched now, that it was easy to slide down on James' c**k. I moaned and groaned as he f****d me, and I felt Ben's c*m drip out of my sore little p***y. My whole body shook, and I could feel my p***y clenching on James' c**k. He gripped my hips tight as he pounded upwards into me, and I screamed in pleasure. James wrapped his hand around my throat and squeezed as he sped up. "I'm gonna c*m," James growled. I moaned and clamped my p***y around him as his hot c*m spurted deep into my womb. Kyle grabbed me by the shoulders and lifted me off James' d**k. He threw me onto the floor roughly, and the rough treatment made me even hotter with desire. The basement carpet was old, and shaggy, so I had something to grab onto as Kyle got behind me and forced his c**k into my cunt. James got in front of me, and yanked my head up towards his c**k and slammed it into my mouth. The two of them pounded me so hard that I bounced between them, getting thrashed back and forth. I was their toy, and I was going to take everything they could give me. They thrashed me back and forth, and I loved it. I was their toy, and I was going to take everything they could give me. Kyle gave me a few final hard thrusts, and then I felt him explode inside of me, filling me up with so much hot c*m. James pulled out of my mouth and came all over my face, and I licked my lips, enjoying the taste of his c*m. Kyle got up, and Ben rolled me over onto my back, and lifted my legs up. He pushed his c**k into my already c*m-filled p***y, and pounded me hard. "I'm gonna f**k you all night long, slut," Ben growled. I moaned and panted as Ben f****d me. For the rest of the day, the guys took turns f*****g me, leaving me a c*m soaked mess by the end of the night. I slept for a few hours in Ben's bed, and then I was woken up by Kyle's c**k inside of my p***y. I had become their free use slut, just as they said I would. I wanted to be a slut. I wanted to be their toy. I wanted them to use me, and I wanted to take the abuse. I wanted to be their c*m dumpster. Happy birthday to me! THE END