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She had come to the party on a last minute whim, not really sure if she wanted to but knowing she didn't want to sit at home alone on Saturday night again. She'd been doing that too much lately, ever since her and Tim had broken up a few months before and she'd found the singles bars an annoyance. So tonight, when her friend Becky had called and invited her to the party, she'd decided to go and try to have some fun. Hours later, as she bounced around, chatting with the people, she realized that she was enjoying herself and was happy that she had decided to come.

It wasn't a special party, no one's birthday or anything, just a party where the man who owned the house had decided to throw a bash and people had shown up. They were all drinking and laughing, everyone seemed to be enjoying themselves. In one part of the large living room people were dancing to the music while in other areas they were talking about things and telling jokes.

She was wearing a tight, one piece dress with a plunging vee neckline that displayed her cleavage, The hemline only went part way down her thigh, stopping inches below where her legs, tonight encased in dark, thigh high pantyhose, joined together. She was also wearing a pair of high heels which help to display her legs. She received many compliments from various people and caught more than one of the men present giving her a second and third once over. It made her feel good that she was attractive to so many of them and she didn't fail to flirt back whenever one of them would approach her.

During the course of the evening she had met several new people including Ken and Joe, two nice looking men who were paying her extra special attention. Them already being friends, she noticed that they seemed to be in a little competition with each other over her time and attention. They kept interrupting each other to take her to the dance area where they would chat her up and try to win the competition. She had not allowed any man to get near her in the time since Tim and her breakup and she found this situation both amusing and very flattering. She also found it stimulating.

A lot of the music was for slow dancing and she could feel the guys pressing their bodies into hers as each one led her through a swaying rhythm. At some point she removed her heels so that she could keep her balance easier. This had the effect of dropping her height slightly so that her head rested comfortably in their shoulders. Over the course of the hours she could feel their cocks growing inside their slacks, could feel them rubbing these stiffening members against her. She also felt their warm breaths blowing into her ears as they whispered different compliments to her, some of them on the verge of being lewd but never to the point of rudeness.

She was having such a good time with these two men, her mind trying to decide if she wanted to take one of them home and if so, which one, that she didn't notice the amount of time passing or the other guests leaving. That is, not until a lull in the music between songs when she noticed how quiet the place seemed to be. She pulled her head away from Ken's shoulder and looked around the room for a second before he pressed her back into place with the start of the next song. In that brief second she hadn't seen a third of the people she knew had been there before and she realized that it must be getting late. She decided to enjoy this one last dance then to make her exit also, still unsure of what she would do about the two men.

A few minutes later, as the song was ending, she started to panic because she still hadn't made up her mind. To her relief though she didn't have to as Joe was waiting right behind them and he pulled her into his arms with the beginning of another song. She told herself that she would decide during this dance as she felt her body melting into his. By the end of that song she was so enrapt with the feel of Joe's body pressing against hers, his warm embrace, his strong arms holding her close, that she simply stayed there while another song started.

Her body swayed with his to the rhythm of the music and she allowed herself to be pulled even closer into him. She felt his leg rubbing between her thighs as they moved, felt his hand gently laying on the side of her breast, the warmth of it reaching through her dress as he gently pressed it into her flesh. As her body responded to the stimulations of these things she snuggled her face deeper into the cleft of his shoulder and murmured dreamily. She felt herself being carried away on a velvety cloud, drifting off to some distant luxury land by the warm, comfortable feel of Joe and the soft relaxing music.

She wasn't sure how much time had passed when her mind cleared again, she only knew that a different song was now playing. She was still dancing with Joe but she noticed that some things other than just the song had changed.

The first thing she noticed was that his hand was no longer simply pressing at the side of her breast, instead it was now covering the very front of it and massaging it. Their bodies were still pressed tightly together but he had managed to slip his hand in between them. As he cupped and kneaded her breast, her nipples grew hard beneath her clothing and she could feel tremors of pleasure running through her body as she gently pressed herself into his hand. Next she noticed his other hand. It had slid down from where it'd been resting at the small of her back to cup her ass cheek. With this hand he was delicately squeezing at the fleshy orb while simultaneously pulling her into him tightly. This added him in the act of pressing his leg between the two of hers. How long it had been there she didn't know, but it was rubbing gently at her crotch and she could feel herself pressing into it slightly as the feel sent additional shivers through her. She could also tell that she had grown damp from all of these things, that her sex was growing aroused as they swayed and pressed against each other.

"Joe, I..." she whispered as she leaned her head back slightly, looking up at him.

She wanted to tell him it was time to leave, that she wanted him to come back to her place for the night. That's what she wanted to do and what she thought she was going to do, but something stopped her. Something inside of her didn't allow the words to come out. She struggled with this feeling, this blockage, trying to figure out why. She knew she had been hurt and she knew she was afraid, but that shouldn't stop her from having one night of bliss. Especially after having gone so long without. She so badly wanted it, needed it. It had been a while, had been oh-so-long. She wanted to feel a real cock inside of her, one that was more meaty than her own fingers and real flesh unlike her toys. So why couldn't she ask this man to take care of her needs?

Then she thought about Ken, her other amorous gentleman of the evening. Maybe she was waiting to take him home, maybe that's what she really wanted. She told herself that this was silly, that it was Joe who had her in her present state, and since she wasn't looking for any relationship, that she was only after one night of sexual ecstasy, it shouldn't matter which of them she took home. Besides, she told herself, if Ken could see her and Joe right now he had probably given up anyway.

With this thought she glanced around the room in search of Ken. She was surprised buy how empty the house was now, that it seemed to be all but empty. She only saw a few other men standing around and one of them was Ken. They were in a small group by the bar, their heads close as they carried on a quiet conversation. As she looked at that group she saw a couple of the men glance in the direction of the dance area, their eyes covering her as she swayed softly against Joe.

As they stared she slowly realized that her and Joe had their profile to this group and that the men could see where his hand was, the one covering her breast, from their vantage point. She started to wonder what she should do, if she should remove his hand, if she should make them turn so that the view wasn't available. She struggled with these thoughts for just a second before Joe pulled her attention back to him.

"Shhhh," he whispered. "Let's just finish this dance."

She looked back at his face and saw the softness of his eyes staring into hers. The hand that was on her tush came up and pressed gently on the back of her head, pushing her back into his shoulder. She felt his embrace swallow her and the warm glow of its comfort wrap around her. She forgot about the men, forgot about everything for a moment as she folded into that embrace and comfort.

As they swayed back and forth she felt his thigh rubbing into her crotch. Between that and his hand gently massaging her breast through her dress the warm glow she was already feeling in her loins steadily growing. She melded herself against his body, feeling the tenderness of his embrace, and murmured contently.

The music began to fade as the song was ending and she pressed into him hard for a second before pulling away to look up at him again.

"I wanna leave," she whispered, looking into his eyes. "Let's go."

There, she'd said it. She'd said she wanted to leave and in the same breath invited him to join her. With his hands groping her body in the present manner she figured there could be no misunderstanding.

For a long minute he only stared at her, his eyes sparkling with delight as they looked at her. His hand squeezing her breast made the bra material covering her nipple rub across the nub which was growing more sensitive with each passing moment. His other hand was filled by her dress covered ass cheek flesh and his thigh rubbed into her crotch as she pressed back into it.

"We're not going anywhere," he grinned down at her after a minute. "Least not for a while."

Surprised and confused by his reply she blinked rapidly several times as she tried to understand what he meant. His hand plied harder against her breast, shaping the mound of flesh it cupped.

"Wha- What do you mean?" She hesitantly asked.

At first his only answer was a smirk of a grin that his lips formed as he massaged her breast and squeezed harder at her ass. The look he was giving her and the feel of his hands started to make her uncomfortable as she tried to push away from him now.

"I mean, that you're gonna be our party girl tonight," he told her. "You're gonna be our little toy for a night of fun and games."

As he said this he tilted his head toward the group of men she'd seen a few minutes prior. Nervous now she followed his indication with her eyes. She saw the men advancing towards them, all four of them including Ken, with smirks on their faces. The look on those faces combined with Joe's words frightened her. She felt her dance partner pulling her tighter against him, grinding his thigh into her crotch now.

"Jo- Joe... I don... I don't think I like what your saying," she stammered, trying harder to push away from him.

His one arm held her tight against him though and she was unable to step away. His grinned widened as he saw her squirming in his grasp, her eyes lighting up with dread. Her mind raced as she tried to convince herself that this was not happening, that this man and his friends were not about to gang rape her right here in one of their living rooms.

"You might not think you do right now," he told her. "But in a little while you'll be so full of cock and cum you'll be glad we choose you. You're gonna love being our little party slut."

With those words he erased any hope she had of misunderstanding the situation.

As she stared incredulously up at him she watched his face lean into hers as the hand on her tit came up and around to hold the back of her head. She felt his lips brush against hers, felt the delicate sweep of them across the sensitive nerves of her lips then he was kissing her. He pressed his lips into hers and kissed her deeply, holding her head so that she couldn't back away. Reflexively she puckered her lips and kissed him back. Surprised, she felt tingles of desire race through her body as they pressed against each other.

His thigh continued to rub against her crotch and a moment later she felt his tongue slithering between their lips, licking at hers and prying between them. At first she struggled, fought the urge to open her mouth and accept it inside her but his thigh bone connected with her clit a second later and the jolt of passion which shot through her made her part her lips. She felt his tongue swirl across hers and raised her own to duel with it as their faces pushed into one another.

She felt his hand slip away from her head and run a trail of hot fingertips down across her neck and shoulder before cupping her breast once more.

"Mmmmm," she heard herself murmur as it squeezed at her mound.

Her brain raced with the sound of her own desire. Shocked at herself she couldn't believe she was growing aroused as this man now forcefully was mauling her body. Sure, a few minutes ago she had been wanting it this, but he wasn't doing it in the privacy of her apartment. He was doing it in the living room of his friend while four of those friends were standing nearby.

This made her slowly break the kiss. She dropped her head against his chest and looked around quickly. She saw that the four men were in fact standing nearby, they had formed a semi-circle around the couple and were grinning widely as they watched Joe massage her tit and ass.

As she was eyeing this group she felt a third hand lay on her shoulder. Joe released his grip on her and helped someone turn her around. She was spun and pulled into the arms of one of the other men, she believed his name was Tom. As he tugged her to him, his hands gripping her sides and pulling her into his body, she tried to resist but he was strong and easily ignored her feeble attempts. A second later she felt his hand groping her ass through her dress while he held her head and leaned in to kiss her.

She watched his face lean nearer, felt his lips press into hers. Stubbornly she fought the urge to pucker and kiss him back, her mind telling her that Joe had been alright, that she'd been lost in the feel of his arms and planning to take him home with her anyway, but this man didn't have a right to be doing the same thing. She dropped one of her hands from pressing into his chest and grabbed at the one filling itself with her ass mound. She tried to pull the hand away but he held firm.

While this was happening he managed to push her legs open enough to slip his thigh in between them, pressing and rubbing at her crotch. She felt her sex throb from the contact and her juices flow more than they had been, the idea of it made her mind reel with shock. This also had the effect of causing her lips to finally submit. She felt herself begin to kiss Tom back even as he slipped his tongue against them.

He was still gripping her hip with one hand and now he used it to pull her crotch harder into his thigh. It bumped against her clit, sending more jolts of fire to her loins, but she managed to avoid murmuring again like she felt the desire to. Eventually he did force his tongue into her mouth. Once this was done she no longer refused her own desires and they spent a few minutes tongue dueling each other.

When Tom pushed her away she could already feel a hand on her shoulder. Again she was turned and pulled into another set of arms, these ones belonging to a man named Frank. His hands gripped her hips and drug her against him, smashing her breasts into his chest. One hand came up and cupped her chin, tilting it upward so that she was forced to look up at him.

"You're so fuckin' hot," he whispered, his other hand sliding around to grip her ass cheek.

She stared back into his eyes and felt her own start to tear up as her fears once again filled her mind. She felt his leg pressing into the space between her legs, felt it forcing her legs open so that he could get his thigh in against her crotch. Struggling she tried to summon a sense of defiance to her expression and to glare back into his lust filled gaze.

His lips smiled more as he saw her attempt then he leaned in and pressed his lips against hers. She fought this by pulling her face back away but his hand on her chin gripped tightly and held her in place. She felt his tongue pushing at her tightly clenched lips, felt it prying between them. She placed her fisted hands against his shoulders and tried to pull away. The hand on her ass pushed her forward and rammed his thigh into her crotch. The sudden force of it, the mixture of pain and pleasure that it shot through her body, caused her mouth to open slightly and his tongue slipped inside. He kissed her hard, his leg cramming into her crotch with a fever. She struggled against him momentarily but the sensations in her loins and the rest of her body soon made her relax and she drove her tongue across his.

After Frank she was passed to Sam. Again she found herself being fondled and kissed and unable to stop it.

When Frank had finished she was led into Ken's arms. She looked up at him trying to plead with her eyes which were now dripping a couple of tears. She thought maybe, since he had been so nice to her earlier, he might be the one to save her from what was happening.

"Ple- Please Ken," she whimpered as his arms enfolded her.

"It's alright Honey," he whispered back. "We're gonna take real good care of ya."

With that his hands pulled her into him and he leaned in for his kiss. She felt her body melting into him, her chest pressing against his, as his hands delicately ran over her back. Unable to resist this man, her brain still confused by the events of earlier that evening, she kissed him back, driving her tongue against his when he pressed his against her lips.

While they kissed she felt his hands running all over her back, his thigh gently rubbing at her crotch which was hearting up despite her internal protests. After a minute she felt his hands sliding down over her ass and then she felt a coolness on the bottoms of her ass cheeks. With a start she realized that he was lifting the back of her dress, exposing her ass to the room. As he lifted the hem enough for her panties to be seen she heard several appreciative whistles come from the other men.

Although she had worn one of her sexiest sets of lingerie, black lace bra and panties set, she was embarrassed by all five of the men seeing them. Still kissing Ken she felt her tears begin to flow more freely and her bottom lip quiver.

Ken broke their embrace and stepped back slightly, his hands still on her dress hem.

"Let's see what she's got on under this," he smiled, pulling higher on the hem.

"No- No," she whimpered, her hands trying to grip the hem and pull it back down.

"Oh yea Baby," Ken nodded, brushing her hands away. "We wanna see what you got."

Someone stepped up to her and grabbed her arms, she turned and saw that it was Tom. He held her steady while Ken slowly raised the dress up past her thighs, past her hips and stomach. She was forced to stand there while one man held her arms and another lifted her dress, slowly unveiling her for the group of men. Her tears came more and more freer as the dress raised higher and higher.

After a long minute she was standing in the center of a circle made by the five men wearing nothing but her bra, panties and nylons. The men were staring and commenting on her body and the sexy lingerie that she wore. She felt her nipples, hard from the attention she'd been getting and the cool air, poking at the bra which did nothing to conceal this fact. Shamed and embarrassed she stood trying to cover herself up with her arms and hands, tears running down her cheeks.

"Ple- Please," she whispered, looking down at the floor. "Please let me go."

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