"Gangbang S.L.U.T."

(M+F group oral anal toys)

The cool night wind felt good to Meri Dallas. It wafted under the hem of her short lycra dress and tickled the moist lips of her pussy as she sauntered up the walkway to the house. At the door she rang the bell and waited.

It was around eleven in the evening and most of Beverly Hills was quiet that Thursday night. She had passed only two other people, a young couple, on the short walk from her car to the doorway. Though they had seen her, they had made no comment upon her look and manner of dress. Meri had noted that lack of response, as her S.L.U.T. attire more often than not drew commentary, some critical, some approbational, from passersby.

Disappointment, though for only a fleeting moment, had caused a quizzical narrowing of her bright eyes and a small crease to appear upon her normally smooth brow. She knew, however, that the men inside the house would like her look. The thin, almost gossamer, fabric clearly showed the points of her small breasts and its shortness barely concealed her ass behind and pussy in front. That thought brought a smile to her face. She was at this house to get fucked; had been told to expect at least a dozen men. The more the Meri-er, she thought. It was going to be one hell of a night.

Brief formalities of introduction followed the opening of the door and her being led to a large, airy living room occupied by about fifteen men. They appeared to range in age from mid-thirties to late forties. A few of the men had seen her at the strip club where she danced and said so, but she recognized only one. A few hours before, he had been the one to invite her to this party.

Meri had been sitting at the bar after her six o'clock show. The man had sauntered over to her, said 'Hi' and thrust his hand between her legs, sending a long finger probing into her slippery slit. (That she had been sitting with legs open and had previously, on stage, fucked herself with an eighteen inch dildo may have impelled and emboldened his approach.) Meri had responded by raising herself off the bar stool a bit to give him better access to her cunt - a second finger went in - and then sat again, trapping his hand. The man told her his name, but she later forgot it, hadn't paid attention to it in the first place. What she had focused on was the prominent bulge in the man's pants. She stroked that bulge through his denim jeans. "Anymore at home like you, bigboy?" she had asked admiring the size and firmness of the cock. His response was to invite her to a party later that night. If she liked gangbangs, he had added. He, and a group of his friends, went out to various bars and clubs and liked to party together.

Meri had worked at the club until eight, given a quick blowjob to her assistant as she often did, went home to prepare.

As she soaked in a bubble filled tub, Meri spoke by phone with Lesiah Thrace, her mentor and leader of the S.L.U.T.s, the group of wanton women to which Meri belonged.

"Does this count?" Meri begin when Lesiah had answered. "I mean, as part of my education as a S.L.U.T. I'm supposed to push the limits. But does that mean if I fuck ten guys, the next time I should fuck eleven or maybe it's twenty? And after that, does it keep going up? 'Cause I had over a hundred partners as my initiation into GoddessSex, so doing a dozen guys, what kind of experience will that...?"

"Don't do it by the numbers, Meri, never by the numbers."

Lesiah was in her office in Hollywood. She had just wrapped production on her latest XXX epic and was celebrating with a few friends. Lacey Linden, Maria Torres and Sondra Holm were also members of the S.L.U.T.s, and they were doing what sluts do. After spending eight days shooting porn, Lesi needed real sex; non-scripted, anything goes sex. Lacey, Maria and Sondra were just the pussies to give it to her. Still she was able to concentrate on Meri's call. Meri was an important member of the group and quite possibly Lesi's successor. So while Lacey licked her pussy Lesi sat on her desk with legs spread and said to Meri: "How limiting that would be. By the numbers? Really, how absurd. Whatever the experience, whatever the number or the situation, take that to the limit and beyond, make it the most extreme it can be. Push yourself to go beyond. One, ten, one thousand, it doesn't matter. Take every experience to the extreme. Pursue pleasure and nothing else."

"Thanks, Lesi. I know that's the path for me. I just need to hear it sometimes."

"Would you like me to come with you?"

"I kinda want to fly solo on this one. But...."

"Well Lacey is here and she's eating out my pussy, really well. And Sondra is eating out her pussy..."

"Also really well," averred Lacey, smiling at the woman between her legs.

"And Maria is eating out Sondra..."

"Really, really well," chimed in Sondra.

"So I can be there if you want. All of us can."

"No. S'okay. Thanks." Meri didn't want to interrupt her friends' fun. She knew how exciting those woman-to-woman lick-fests could be.

"Remember the Goddess and the whore are one."

"I remember."

With that Meri hung up.

There was no jealousy among the women who comprised the membership of the S.L.U.T.s. Meri had not felt 'left out' of the activities, nor had she been. Lesi was fully aware that Meri worked at the strip club on Thursdays and Fridays so she usually wasn't free for fucking during those days. Meri had been with Lesi and Lacey just a few days before fucking a couple of dozen men in an alley behind a Hollywood porn shop. Also, she would be joining most, if not all, of the S.L.U.T.s for a swing party in Malibu on Saturday. So Meri did not feel left out, anymore than any of the others could feel left out of her impending gangbang.

In the celebration of sex each individual shared the joy of all.

Meri had finished her bath, eaten a small salad, selected her best S.L.U.T. outfit, applied just a touch of make-up, douched, and masturbated herself to two orgasms before heading to her rendezvous.

She had arrived just at the appointed time.

Now she said, "Hi, I'm Meri. You all ready to fuck?"

They were ready, if a bit surprised at her forwardness. Not even a drink first, though Meri did find, a few minutes later, after the gangfuck had begun, a bottle of beer being placed in her hand though she had been reaching for a cock that had just hardened to readiness. She took a long swig, put down the bottle and this time got hold of the cock. Her mouth went back to working on the cock in front of her and her other hand continued to stroke the cock to her right.

"Why don't we see what we've got here?" suggested one of the men. "I wasn't at the club where you found her."

"Yeah, Chris," retorted another, "you struck out at the club you went to."

The group laughed good-naturedly and Meri stood on a table set against one wall of the large living room to let the men see her. The men took seats on chairs and couches, and those who hadn't already took their dicks out of their pants and began to stroke them.

For Meri Dallas it was almost like being on stage at the club. With practiced ease she ran her hands over her body, squeezed her breasts, and cooed invitingly to her audience, "I'm Meri. I'll be your slut for this evening. Please feel free to make use of me in any way that pleases you. I'm sure it will please me." Then she turned away from them and slowly bent forward giving the men a good view of her pussy and ass hole. Several men gasped. Comments such as "Amazing!" and "Far out!" and "I've got to have me some of that!" were heard. Meri smiled as she looked at them from between her legs, knowing the impact she was having.

On the drive to the house, Meri had inserted a two-inch butt-plug into her rectum and had put a vibrating plastic egg into her pussy. She had felt pleasantly, sexually buzzed on the drive and had removed the plug and balls only reluctantly and only in anticipation of reaping greater thrills from her impending gangfuck. The plug and balls had done their trick. Meri's ass hole, as the men observed, was open as if it had just received a fucking from a salami and her pussy hole was clearly open as well, and dripping wet. There was no doubt that Meri Dallas was there to fuck. And that's just what ensued, a gangfuck that left all participants totally drained and completely satisfied.

Meri stepped down from the table. The men closed in around her. She sensed their strong sexual desire, smelled their musky sent, heard them breathing heavily.

She felt a warm body pressing close behind her and strong fingers finding their way unfalteringly into her cunt that was already slick with her love juices. The tall man needed little dexterity to slide the thin material of the dress out of the way though it required a bit of maneuvering to position his dick properly for entrance into tiny Meri's invitingly open ass hole.

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The man was not gentle, nor was Meri expecting him to be. This was a gangbang, not some romantic tryst. Though Meri enjoyed the softer aspects of lovemaking, she was equally happy with being the lustful attention of a room full of horny men. She did as she pleased, as her mood suited her. This was a night to fuck. So she was quite prepared to feel all seven inches of the man's cock slamming into her rectum with one stroke. Rapidly he pumped back and forth, and Meri Dallas would have screamed her pleasure had she not employed a different use of her mouth, that of sucking on one of the cocks in front of her. She did remove her mouth from that cock long enough to grunt "Uhnnnn, yes. Fuck me deep!" before resuming sucking.

Meri jerked the cocks of two other men with her skilled hands, felt the hands of still another man squeezing her breasts through her dress while at the same time trying to move the material out of the way. "Just rip it off me!" she cried in the few seconds between taking her mouth off one cock and placing it upon another. "It doesn't matter."

Several of the men pulled and the dress came up and over Meri's head. The dress did not tear and Meri would be able to wear it again, though one of the men did wrap a portion of it around his dick and began jerking off into it.

The action of removing Meri's dress had removed her contact with all the men except the one pummeling her ass. Now he reached down to grab the backs of Meri's thighs and lifted the tiny blonde into the air, exposing her pussy to the direct view of the men.

Grinning, another of the men approached and directed the bulbous head of his cock into Meri's dripping wet twat.

"Oh yeah, baby, stick that big thing in me."

It was big, much longer and thicker than the one pleasuring her rectum. It filled her fuck sheath fully.

"Morty and Marty are at it again!" shouted one man as he and the others cheered on the threesome.

Apparently Morty and Marty have done this before, Meri thought, noting the skill with which the two studs performed. They held her comfortably and managed to drive their shafts into her with the deepest possible penetration. In no time, all three were climaxing in an orgasmic fury and Meri got the first two of many loads of hot cum she would receive that night.

"Okay okay you guys," came the voice of a fortyish, balding fellow. "Time to share. Bring her over here." He was seated on one of the couches, but as he said 'Here' he pointed to his erect prick.

"Yes! Yes! Share me," panted Meri. "I love to be shared."

Morty, perhaps it was Marty, carried Meri across the room and as she slid off his dwindling erection she slid onto the erection of the couch man. Meri felt his hard fleshstick burrow into her fuck furrow and pressed herself close against his warm body. She began a rapid pumping up and down of her hips.

Hands, delicate but insistent, grasped her shoulders and directed her to bend backwards. Meri opened her mouth instinctively as she looked up and took hold of the cock she saw, guiding it into her mouth.

Meri did not lose contact with the couch man, and in fact this bending backward had thrust her pubic mound upward toward him revealing her distended clit to him. He began flicking his thumb against the engorged pleasure organ as he pumped cock into her. Meri was in a delirium of pleasure. And the evening had just begun.

The cock in her mouth came first, shooting wads of sizzling jizz down her throat. Meri gulped greedily. Then the man pulled free of her mouth.

"Here. Wash it down with this." Her host - she still didn't know his name - upended a bottle in her mouth and she chug-a-lugged half the beer before even realizing what it was. She continued swallowing and the empty bottle was taken away to be replaced by another cock driving its way down her throat.

Suddenly her attention was diverted back to her cunt as the couch man began spurting hot semen into her cervix. Meri almost orgasmed with him, almost but not quite. It was a delightful feeling nonetheless having a gush of hot cum pumped deep inside her, and though she had missed this orgasm she would catch the next she was sure.

That one came immediately as the cock in her throat spurted. The thrill of the hot sperm shooting down he throat set her off and Meri climaxed, the contractions of her cunt catching the couch man off guard as he was attempting to extricate himself from the slim slut at the time. He stayed inside her as she shook and shuddered and then he, and the man in her mouth, separated from her.

Meri rolled off the couch onto the floor. Her legs were as wide apart as she could get them. She finger fucked herself.

"Still thirsty?" inquired a man who moved to stand over her.

"Yes."

"Open wide. Your mouth."

Meri did and the man poured the contents of his bottle into her mouth. At lest he tried. Meri was writhing about as she fingered herself, and another man was working his fingers into her ass. Most of the beer splashed around her.

"Do it like this," a slender, oriental fellow suggested as he knelt behind Meri's head.

"Like what, Chan?"

Chan took a long drink from a bottle but held the beer in his mouth. He leaned over Meri and when his face was inches from hers, he opened his mouth letting the beer pour into her open mouth.

The blonde smacked her lips. "Mmmmm. Almost as good as cum."

Meri then felt herself guided into a hands-and-knees position on the couch and felt a new cock sliding into her ass. "Ohhhh, mmmmm!" She leaned forward, resting her weight on her chest and one arm. With the other she reached back and began rubbing her clit. "Ohhhhmmmm."

It took about an hour for Meri to carnally connect with all the men, and for each man to climax at least once, several of them twice, and Meri many, many times. In that time, the libidinous libertine had taken five loads in her pussy, three in her ass, three more down her throat, another three on her body while she lay on the couch holding her holes open, plus two directly on her face. The cumfest had ended when five of the men had cum while jerking off their dicks in her hair. That, Meri noted, had been especially kinky fun. And one of the men had cum jerking off into her dress early on.

Meri's orgasms had been mind blowing; nerve endings from cunt and anus and tits had sent supercharged signals of bliss throughout her whole being. She was supercharged with erotic energy, flying free on an incredible sexual high. Operating in slut mode she was nothing more than a bitch in heat, a wild, untamed creature of pure lust. Meri reveled in gangbang action. This was hardly her first and would most certainly not be her last.

A voice caught her attention. "You're a great host, Percy." So that was their host's name. He remarked as one the last of the men to cum in Meri's hair as he sank to the floor unable to stand. "A great host."

Sweaty, breath labored, heart pounding, cum leaking from every hole, Meri surveyed the room, looking at the fucked-out men.

Marty was semi-erect so she crawled over to him, cum dripping from every hole. She took his cock into her mouth and began sucking.

"Man! She still wants more," said Percy in amazement. "Do I know how to pick 'em, or what?"

"So let's give her more," said one of the men. "I sure can't get it up again right now I don' think, but I got something hard for her just the same." He held up an empty beer bottle.

Meri felt more than saw two or three men encircle her and Marty, though she was fairly sure it was Marty who rolled her onto her back. When she felt something hard pushing at the opening of her cunt her body moved without thinking to accommodate its entrance into her flesh. It was not a cock she quickly realized but a bottle. Well, it felt good, Meri thought, so she fucked back against the bottle and felt still another climax building within.

Fingers reached inside to pull her open. She felt the bottle beginning to enter her slick pussy sheath. Inch by inch it went into her, feeling cool and hard and thrilling. The man began twisting the bottle and Meri writhed and thrashed and screamed pleasure-filled screams.

"Hey, let me try." said Antonio. He had been the one who had jerked off in Meri's dress.

"Sure." The man released his hold on the neck of the bottle - he had inserted it by the base end - and stepped back to let Antonio closer.

"No," said Antonio, "I'll put my bottle in also." A moment later Meri felt a second beer bottle sliding into her alongside the first, stretching her fuck hole further, pushing the first even deeper, all the way to her cervix, producing no end of pleasure. Incredibly Meri's cunt had stretched to accommodate both bottles.

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"Well, women have kids, y'know, so. But this is fuckin' unbelievable!"

"She's fuckin' unbelievable!"

"Oh fuck yesssss!" cried Meri as Antonio fucked back and forth with both bottles. "Oh fuck yeeessss!"

"Man this chick loves everything!" averred Antonio.

"One in the ass?" suggested Percy. He knelt and guided Meri to a hands-and-knees position, prepared to penetrate her anal opening with another bottle.

Meri couldn't be alarmed and was quite beyond being alarmed at anything that might happen at this gangfuck. She was existing and functioning on another level. Though she sharply and distinctly recognized her identity as Meri Dallas she knew she was approaching something more. She could feel the total existence of what it meant to be woman, goddess and whore in one. As her mentor Lesiah Thrace had told her, her sexual capacity was endless. Meri Dallas - woman - goddess - whore- was the totality of all who had come before and was a guiding light into a new direction for all.

What Meri felt at that moment was a state of complete euphoria, a state of ebullience and elation. With the neural pathways of brain and nervous system overloading on pure pleasure, Meri could manage only a vigorous nod of her head and scream "YES!" as the bottles brought pleasure from her pussy.

Fingers pulled open her ass hole and two men spit into it. Percy lubricated the bottle by wiping it in Meri's cum-streaked hair. He added a finger to her ass himself and began pulling her anal orifice open even further. Adding more fingers he enlarged the opening until he was ready to begin working the bottle in.

Soon this third bottle was pumping in and out of her rectum and Meri was moaning and thrashing and cumming. Her climaxes were so powerful that the men had trouble keeping grips on her or the bottles.

They did manage to roll Meri face up for a time and delighted in watching the bottles pressing against her abdomen, distending it as they fucked them into her. It was amazing to watch. Meri was on an obvious 'fuck high', her vagina producing copious amounts of slippery lubricating fluid. "Oh fuck yes! Oh fuck yes!" she mantraed over and over again.

After a time all three bottles were removed. Meri's erotic apertures remained invitingly, obligingly open. "More?" Meri entreated, her voice soft, and arousing.

"Sure," said Percy. The interlude with the bottles had invigorated him and most of the others. His cock was at the ready.

"Let's...try...something." Meri spoke slowly, trying to stand.

Two of the men helped her up.

"Couch," she said, and they walked her over to the couch.

"Let go."

The two released their support and Meri fell forward onto the couch. She straightened her legs raising her ass to the view of those around her.

"Okay. Fuck...my ass. I'm sure my ass hole...is very big...and...open and...I'm sure you want...it. So fuck my ass hole. Each cock...like one minute each. Fuck...and cum...fuck...and cum...."

It was a great game, a wonderful idea. At least ten of the men were up for it. They began lining up to fuck Meri's ass. "But first...." Meri turned her head to look back at them. "Somebody get me a glass of water."

The group burst out laughing uproariously, though none could say why they had done so. Percy brought water for Meri and she drank. "Thanks. I needed that. But I need to get my slut ass fucked even more, so let's do it studs."

So saying, Meri resumed her 'ass high' position but brought her head to the floor so she could look up between her legs and watch the cocks fucking her. The ten men lined up and the first took his place behind her.

Two of the men who were AFOed (AFO - swinger's term for All Fucked Out) helped support Meri, one on either side as cock after cock reamed her rectum.

Man after man fucked her ass, each ramming and thrusting as hard as he could to climax quickly and shoot a load of hot cum into Meri's bowels. As soon as one came another replaced him, and then another and another. Despite the incredible ball-draining sex of earlier in the evening, the sheer sexuality of Meri Dallas was more than enough to keep the men going and four of them shot their loads in her ass twice, and all within the span of less than twenty minutes.

Meri loved every minute of it, reveling in the power and passion and pleasure. She came repeatedly and screamed until her throat was strained, her voice hoarse and she was only able to speak in whispers, but always calling for "More...more...."

Of course she got it. Cock after cock reaming her enlarged anus, cramming her cum-filled rectum, squirting in new sperm, squishing out old. From her inverted position, Meri, wide-eyed, mouth open, gobbled up all the juices that were forced out of her anal aperture by the shafts of hard, hot flesh. Droplets of hot sperm dripped frequently onto her face, tingling her erotically expanded senses. She tried to catch as many as she could in her mouth but enjoyed also those she didn't catch, those that splattered her face or neck or breasts.

In time it was over and everyone was drained and happy.

Most of the men left, a couple of them stayed to clean up the place, and Percy lead Meri to the bath. There he gently bathed her, shampooed her hair, dried her off and produced a dress of her size from a collection of women's garments in the bedroom closet.

"We tend to play rough," he explained, "so it pays to have some extras on hand. I'll have your dress cleaned and sent to you."

"Thank you."

"Y'know, and I'm not just saying this, you are the best we've ever had."

"I had fun too."

"That doesn't sound like too enthusiastic an appraisal."

"I'm one of the S.L.U.T.s. I get around." Meri put on sandals, put her pumps in a bag and slung the bag over her shoulder. "This is what I do. I love fucking. I can't get enough."

"You certainly...." He stopped. "Hold it! Did you say? You said 'S.L.U.T.' not 'slut'. The way you said it. Upper case S.L.U.T. Swinging...? Swingers...? Something?"

"Swinging Lifestylers United Together. You've heard of us?"

"Who hasn't? I'm honored that you would grace our little group with your presence."

"Interesting group. You do this only on Thursdays?"

"Tuesday's our bowling night." Meri laughed lightly, Percy smiled and took her hand.

Meri followed him into a small den that seemed part office, part retreat. She sat and he flicked a switch to boot up the computer on the desk. "Let me give you a file. Names and addresses, photos too, of just about every woman our group has experienced since we started six years ago. You might find some new recruits for your group."

"We're always looking for a few good sluts."

"Most of the women we picked were pretty good fucks." He tapped a few keys on the keyboard, waited a few seconds then handed her a disk.

"Thanks. How'd these little gangbangs get started?"

We picked up a woman at the bowling alley. Or she picked us up. She came over to us and asked us if we wanted to fuck."

"Sounds like my kind of woman."

"She is. You know her. Your group's leader, Lesiah Thrace."

"Small world. I'll ask her to pay you a return visit sometime."

Percy walked Meri to her car. They hugged and he slid his hand between her legs for a final feel before she entered her car. He stood on the sidewalk watching as she drove away down the quiet street.

As she drove away Meri used her cell phone to call Lesiah.

"Lesi? Hi. So what are you doing next Thursday night?"

As she told Lesi about her experience with the group Meri headed toward Hollywood. She knew a few after-hours bars where a slut could always find a stiff cock or two. Her ever-eager pussy was already hungering for more.

- The End -

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