Online Discovery

Halloween was the first opportunity for a real party away from home for a lot of people. The student union was putting on a large event, with each of the clubs organising their own pre or post event functions. Some clubs were going for a theme but swim had decided on a lucky dip. Ideas for the boys would be put until a hat by the girls and vice versa; we were encouraged to be a bit daring with our costumes but we're

explicitly told (with a pointed glare at me) that they had to be reasonably publicly decent.

The boys drew first and unsurprisingly there were a lot of uniforms involved. Mr big dick drew the short straw in pulling "vampire" but

there weren't any real standout options.

The girls didn't get off quite so easily; The girl who caught me with my tits out had to wear her swimsuit, there was a naughty nurse, a pussy cat, a demon, a playboy bunny, a witch and finally me... a schoolgirl.

So that's how when Halloween came I left my room with my hair in pigtails a barbie pink bow at the end of each to stand out against my platinum hair. My bra was bright red and both a band and cupsize too

small beneath a white blouse tied tight around me to push my tits almost into my chin and leave my midriff bare. I adjusted to make sure that most of the cups and over top spillage was obvious, noting that if you

played really close attention a hint of areola was peeking out on one side. Around my neck I threw my actual school tie, dark blue with a solitary red stripe and yellow logo that was intended to sit just below the collar on the few times I wore it. Instead I now wore it loose in a 'slut knot' the logo dangling into the cleavage between my breasts.

A red thong pulled high over my hips and paired with a short box pleat tartan blue skirt covered me and pair of white ruffled socks tucked into a cheap pair of black Mary Janes completed the look. I was out on the hunt and I didn't intend on coming home alone tonight.

The premeet event was held in a small chain owned place that liked to style itself as a microbrewery. Drinks were expensive enough that I'd have been annoyed if I had actually bought any without being able to

complain too much. A central horseshoe bar took up most of the space with tables dotted around. We took one just under the main staircase and began drinking. My costume it turned out was rather tame compared to the

others so I didn't get too much side eye from the other girls. The bunny and the swimsuit were nearly identical save for the colour and inclusion of the fluffy tail and ears. Though the swimsuit was significantly thinner and outside of its designed environment did a fantastic job of indicating the temperature of the room. She grumpily sat with her knees

firmly together after someone spotted her camel toe and asked if she was doing a "Sarah impression". There isn't much else to say about this part except that we moved on to the union bar after a number of drinks mainly centered on the girls

The SU was packed, most every society and club was attending for the first real party of the academic year. There were costumes of all sizes. Some groups were all in masks, one was entirely dressed as smurfs. Even

our swimsuit clad member was not the most exposed as there were some girls in little more than bikinis and paint, there was going to be some competition it seemed.

I did have to buy myself a couple of drinks here to keep my buzz going. I also bought one for swimsuit girl because frankly she needed it. She hadn't been too bad to me all told since the chance meeting and her

boyfriend knew about me but hadn't involved himself. The night progressed well and after being bought a few more drinks I found myself on the dance floor shaking my ass and tits to whatever song was being played. I quickly had a club partner behind me, looping his fingers into the straps of my thong and pulling them tight as if trying to puppet me by my vulva. My ass found his crotch and I began grinding on him, working the back of my skirt higher and higher until I could feel the bulge in his jeans rubbing on my bare cheek. Mr big dick had seen me too

and was stood infront of me, hands on my waist and matching my tempo as we kissed, his tongue pushing his way into my mouth. I let his hands wander and they worked the knot of fabric under my breasts, untying my

shirt and exposing my bra completely. His hands cupped me as we continued to kiss and the two men steered me back to the sofas we had claimed earlier in the night. Sitting between them I found myself opposite swimsuit girl who was by this point very drunk and would likely have to be helped home. She bleary seemed to recognise me and gave both a smile and a wave as the men next to me began their attack on my neck.

Turning to kiss one I placed my hand on the bulge of his jeans I had been grinding against a few moments before and began rubbing my cupped hand over it. The other had pulled the front of my bra down on his side and exposed my breast. He sucked my nipple into his mouth and began running his tongue all over it the noise lost in the backdrop of the music.

Looking across the way I was amused to see swimsuit watching with interest her mouth open and her tongue playing over her lips. More surprising was her legs also parted just enough for her hand to fit between them as she rubbed herself through her suit. I waited until our eyes met and then opened my own thighs for her. I guided the men's hands to my bare legs and watched her lean forward to get a better view as my thong was pulled aside and two fingers plunged into my cunt.

Unfortunately at this point the bouncers arrived and made it clear that this behaviour was unacceptable and we had to leave immediately.

Swimsuit got taken home by some of the other girls who had survived this long and the sudden cold air had taken the party out of a few others. But being caught had only driven my need harder. I was desperate and

continued pressing my luck until it was agreed that the drinking would continue at a flat nearby with a stop for more alcohol on the way.

The flat was small, with barely enough seats for each of us, Seven guys and myself were all that made it from the initial nearly fourty members. Now to be fair a lot of them lasted until the bar we just got kicked out

of but that's beside the point.

Drinking recommenced, I'd been bought an entire bottle of vodka under the agreement that I would do as I was told. By a third of the way through the bottle I had fallen off the armchair I had been perched on and was sat half propped up, half splayed on the floor, there was conversation happening around me but most eyes kept swinging back to me,

focusing on my barely contained tits or the scrap of damp red fabric covering my on display crotch. There was only one ending to this night and we all knew it but they were waiting for someone to make the first move. For permission to be granted.

"You OK down there Bike?" The use of the nickname confirmed beyond any shadow of doubt what I was here for. I took another swig of neat vodka while giving a thumbs up.

"Of course shes not, she's still dressed" said one of the blurry men.

"You should fix that Bike, why don't you strip for us? Put on a little

show?"

"Alright" I nodded while struggling to my feet. My legs felt like

they were attached to someone else as I began to sway my hips to a beat

only I could hear.

"Dude are you recording her?"

"Fuck yeah, Bike loves to watch herself don't you slut?"

"I fucking love it!" I groaned, bending with my ass towards the camera while I fumbled with my shoes eventually just kicking them off in frustration. "Take all the pictures and videos you want boys" I confirmed as I reached through my legs and pulled down my thong

under my skirt, keeping myself off of show for now but tossing the sodden fabric to the middle of the group. Leaving it on may have only delayed them for a fraction of a second if they had decided to use me. But now there was nothing to hamper them if they decided to. I'd sealed my fate for the night and we all knew it.

As more of them began fumbling with their phones I shimmied up to the original cameraman. I placed my right foot on his shoulder, letting his camera have an unobstructed view up my skirt to my bare twat.

"Can you help me with my sock?" was all the invitation he needed to peel it off and toss

it away behind him. The process was repeated with the man next to him who's camera flash illuminated my hairless crotch for all to see. I purred as if the light had actually caressed me. Swanning back to the

center the voices of the men swirled around me.

"Did you see how wet she was?"

"I told you, she loves it"

I tossed my tie off, retrieved my bottle and swallowed another couple of mouthfulls.

"You love being seen don't you Bike? Bet you do this all the time?"

I coughed down the second mouthful, unprepared to answer.

"I really do, but this is my first time showing a group" I admitted, my words only a might slurred.

"Well we'll make sure to show lots of people then?"

The shirt, though unbuttoned and loose was trickier to shrug off my shoulders than it should have been.

"Yes, show me to everyone, I need it!"

"Maybe we should post you online then Bike? Let the world see you as a slut?"

"Yes!" I screamed, grabbing the center of my bra and hauling it up over my head. My tits screamed in discomfort and pain as the were roughly smooshed and then popped into

view of the seven men around me. I threw it into a corner of the room and would never see it again.

"Let the world see!" I screamed throwing my hands into the air to give an unspoiled view of my pale udders. I held position for a beat to let photos be taken before flicking up the front of my skirt momentarily, too fast to give a clear view, but a tease, a taste of what was to come. Working the line of men i began shaking my tits infront of each of them. Slapping away hands that attempted to grope. I was in charge for the moment though I knew it wouldn't last long. I flashed my ass as i moved between them and kissed the last man in line, straddling him so as i sat my naked crotch pressed onto his bulge. Pressing myself down I ground my puss over him. The only thing denying him access to me was his own trousers. I pressed his face between my boobs as I stood and returned to the middle of the room. I turned a few times, fast enough for my skirt to spin up and give more hints. I was running out of things to delay the inevitable.

"Leave the skirt on" I was commanded as I hooked my thumbs into the top ready to expose the last of me.

"Why don't you lie down and show us how

much you want it?"

Unthinking I lay down, raising my knees and lifting my skirt onto my stomach to expose my cunt to these men and their cameras.

"Fuck, she's dripping"

"Let me zoom in on that hole"

I raised my ass slightly, putting my hands underneath me to grab a handful of flesh each and pull myself apart, I wanted them to see every inch of me, I wanted them to record my shameful display.

"Look at that desperate ruined slut, you really love this don't you Bike?"

"Mmmmm" I moaned in the affirmative, moving my hands from under me to my

clit and nipple, I wanted to cum so badly.

"Look at you, wanking yourself on camera, I bet you want everyone to see"

"Yes, yes, yes" I wasn't going to be able to stop.

The men were crowding round me, filling their screens with me. Some focused their attention on my tits, some on my face. One was holding his phone between my legs,

camera flipped to the front so when I looked down I stared into my own eyes.

My face and cunt being immortalised in permanent digitality. I was close, so close but I couldn't reach the orgasm.

"That's right", said the man holding the phone. "Why don't you tell everyone what you are?"

"I'm a slut, I'm a slut" My fingers moved desperately fast chasing release but it wouldn't come, the alcohol was dulling me and keeping it frustratingly close but out of grasp. Some of the men above me had freed their dicks and began stroking themselves over me,

I needed them in me.

I needed something to put me over the edge. I stared into my own eyes, pleading for release

"Tell everyone who you are Bike"

"My name is Sarah Wright, my nickname is Bike because everyone gets a ride and I'm a dirty slut who craves attention!" I nearly shouted into the camera.

"I bet someone will recognise you now whore." whispered once of the men jacking off above me.

That did it.

The orgasm rocked my entire body with a violent spasm that arched me off the floor. All the pent-up pleasure from the last few

hours of teasing and alcohol flooded me as I bit down on my lip hard enough to taste blood. I collapsed in a sweaty mess my limbs too heavy to move for the moment.

"Get her on the table" someone said and many hands grabbed me lifting me

into the air like a side of meat.

My head overhung the edge and I could offer no resistance when grabbing my pigtails my throat became someone's fleshlight.

I was dimly aware of pressure opening my legs and a cock splitting my cunt. Pressing into me in a single brutal thrust that sent after quakes through my body. All while cameras recorded my willing abuse from every angle.

It was at least 10 min and another two orgasms before I would consider myself compos mentis again. The first man had flooded my womb and had brought his member to my face to be cleaned off. I could feel his cum being fucked out of me around the cock of the second man and the sound

that accompanied it echoed in my ears as I idly tugged at the dick that had been pushed into my right hand.

"You're a good little cocksucker aren't you Bike? You like tasting yourself on me?"

I took the penis out of my mouth with my free hand "My favourite fucking flavour" I said before kissing the shrinking member as it was withdrawn.

I felt the man between my legs increase his tempo and I clamped down on him, wrapping my legs behind him to draw him as deep as I could into me before he came adding his seed to my sullied fuck-hole. A brief respite was given while the men changed positions and the cock I'd been jerking to attention was the next into me. He didn't last long, only a dozen thrusts or so before I felt him tighten and spurt into me too, he withdrew to jeers and protest but his turn with my body was unequivocally over.

The fourth man took his time to approach, the one who had recorded me first. He prodded at my pussy lips with a finger and then spread them.

"Look at this slut, she's filled to the brim and leaking cum all over the table. She should be ashamed of her self."

He took a second zooming his camera in on my gaped quim before stepping back again.

"Lift her head" he added and someone grabbed a handful of hair from the back of my head lifting my face into view. I was being presented like a hunting

trophy, stuffed and mounted.

"What do you have to say for yourself

Bike?" With every breath I could feel more leaking out of me, more shame pooling infront of the camera.

"Please, I need more" was all I could muster. The alcohol had removed any inhibitions there might have othewise been.

"Silly slut, I'm not touching that its disgusting, get on your knees cow."

All I could do was obey, I scrambled to sit up noting for the first time that my skirt had been removed at some point. As I did I felt more cum slide out of me to a chuckle from the men.

I turned and bent over to bring my face to the puddle, lapping up the spilled sperm and grool while staring directly at the men still to use me. I fell to my knees and ran a pair of fingers along my snatch, scopping out as much errant cum as I could in one movement and cleaning my fingers in my mouth, twisting my tongue around them to get every drop I could into my desperate drunk body, licking my lips to signal I was

done and ready for my next use.

The film maker was on me almost instantly. Ramming his cock into my mouth hard enough to make me choke. He kept my hair tightly gripped in his hand forcing my eyes up to his as he fucked my throat harder than

any man had ever used my cunt. My eyes were streaming and my lungs burned for air but I chose cock over breathing and pushed my neck to accommodate his length and bring my nose to his stomach. I held as long

as I could my body staring to convulse and sputter. I couldn't take any more and tried to pull off but his hand held me firm. Tears fell down my face and I tried to breathe around him but it was no use. He filled me completely, perfectly, like I was designed for him, designed for this. I stopped struggling and looked up to him. Squeezing my throat as best I could to satisfy him and his needs, this was my place, this was my purpose. With a twitch he suddenly pulled free. Air rushed into my lungs as I gasped and spat, his hand still tight in my hair as his cock twitched freely infront of me, covering my face in a load that must have hurt carrying around. He dropped my head and I collapsed still sucking as much air as I could.

"That's how you properly use a slut" He said,

waving to the other men to continue.

The next was thankfully a bit more gentle despite the example set, he let me set the pace and didn't pull or thrust too much giving my jaw a break. He too finished by wanking over my face setting what would become a pattern.

The last 2 men were much more shy. One had been quietly wanking himself and the other had taken a few photos but that was all. He didn't seem to want to be too heavily involved so I was happy to leave him. The one who had blown his nut early however had worked himself back up and was ready for round 2.

I grabbed the pair of offered cocks and began working them towards my

soiled face.

"You boys want to cum for me?" I asked, strands of cum hanging from my lips

"You want to cover me? Claim me as yours? Mark me as your Slut?"

The camera appeared between the men's shoulders, looking down at me on my knees, face front and center, dripping with multiple

loads of cum down onto my bare chest as I wanked 2 men I hardly knew to completion.

"You're everyones slut now Bike." one of them said.

"Yes I am." I proudly admitted.

"Your going to be famous."

"Oh fuck I hope so." I said, putting the speakers cock into my mouth, he deserved a reward.

"Your not going to be able to go anywhere without being recognised." The other added.

I switched cocks, I didn't want this to end. "Maybe we should have livestreamed this? Could have got more people to see her?"

I let the cock fall out of my mouth, they were both close, I could feel it.

"Oh fuck we should have, she would have loved the attention wouldn't you Bike?"

I nodded, working the pair as fast as I could, my face turned up ready for their use.

"Can you imagine the first time she'll be recognised in the street? I hope I'm there for it, She'll probably suck the guy off as a reward and... oooh"

The last part of the sentence was lost as a thick stream of jizz hit me in the face closely followed by the second. I grinned and half closed my eyes as they landed on me.

Blinking my eyes clear I looked up to the camera still between them and tried to wink.

That brings us to where the story started. A tired trope I know, but an effective introduction to my exploits. The guys had kept their word and uploaded the video to a porn site that night. We woke up very hungover and were surprised to see views in the thousands after only a few hours.

I'd fallen asleep almost immediately and been covered up on the sofa to deal with in the morning so had to shower stale cum off and borrow some clothes to get home in a reasonable state. But the man staring at me

from behind the desk probably didn't care about that bit. This wasn't the original, it was reposted though still had 5-digit views.