Annabelle was so excited. She had been invited to watch the Ravens game with her new boyfriend James. She couldn’t wait to snuggle up alone with him and watch some football, maybe enjoy a few beers together. It would be such a fun date, just the two of them.

Annabelle arrived at James’ house, her heart racing with anticipation. She rang the doorbell, shifting her weight from foot to foot in her cute little cheerleader outfit he had told her to wear. The door opened and James stood there, a beer in hand, smiling at her. “Hey babe, come on in.”

Annabelle stepped inside, her eyes widening as she saw the living room was full of James’ friends. They were all sprawled out on the couches, beers in hand, loud and boisterous as they watched the pre-game show. “Hi everyone!” Annabelle said sweetly. The men barely acknowledged her, grunting their greetings.

“Um, James, I thought it would just be us?” Annabelle asked quietly.

James smirked. “What, did you think this was a date? Nice try, babe. You’re the entertainment tonight. You do what we say and maybe we’ll let you stay. Otherwise, you can hit the road now.”

Annabelle’s mouth dropped open, shocked and a little hurt. “I…um…”

“Take off that stupid outfit before I rip it off you,” James commanded.

Annabelle’s cheeks flushed but she knew better than to disobey him. With shaking hands, she slowly stripped, revealing her petite body to the leering men. “On the coffee table,” James ordered. “Face down, ass up, spread those holes.”

Shame burned through Annabelle but she crawled onto the table and assumed the humiliating position, her tits pushing against the wood, her ass raised, pussy and asshole on display. The men whistled and laughed. “Damn Jim, you were right, she is a filthy little cock slut,” one of them said. “Took you long enough to train her right.”

“Mmm not yet,” James said. “She still forgets her place. Let’s remind her.”

They circled the table, touching her, prodding at her holes, making lewd jokes. “Hey whore, catch!” A peanut sailed through the air and Annabelle tried to dodge but it hit her pussy with a thunk. They all guffawed. “Spread it wider, show us how bad you want our dicks.”

Trembling, Annabelle reached back to hold herself open. More peanuts and playing cards rained down, poking her entrance. “Beg for it bitch, beg to be used like a fuck toy.”

“Please…please use me,” Annabelle whispered, tears pricking her eyes. “I need your cocks so bad, I’ll do anything!”

“That’s more like it. Flip over.”

Annabelle complied, splaying herself out, presenting her dripping cunt. The men laughed and drew all over her body with sharpies, writing whore, slut, cumdump. They grabbed her tits and ass, pinching and tweaking.

When half time came, they made her dance, taunting her as she shook her ass and tits, calling her a dirty cumslut. Then with no warning, they flipped her over the table and started fucking her, stretching her pussy and ass, taking turns pounding her holes.

When James saw her tight little asshole bobbing as she rode his friend, he couldn’t resist. He pushed into her ass alongside the thick cock in her pussy. Annabelle gasped, back arching at the intense fullness. “Fuck, your ass is tight! Take it whore!”

A third cock pushed into her mouth, muffling her moans as they pounded her in unison. She was so full, stuffed to the brim, their balls slapping obscenely. They called her airtight and a cumslut as they used her holes.

Before long they came, spunking her face and tits, filling her with their hot loads. Annabelle was a debauched mess, cum dripping from every hole. “Now, don’t clean up. Go make us dinner and maybe we’ll keep you around,” James said.

Annabelle crawled off the table, cum still seeping out, and staggered to the kitchen. She felt used, filthy, claimed. And yet, knowing she had pleased them, that she had found her place as a cock slut for men, made her pussy clench with need. This was her purpose

xoxoxo! – Annabelle

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