A teenage girl is taking on the summer hitchhiking challenge. Armed with only her sundress and her phone, she is ready to face whatever encounters await her.
Chapter 4: The gang queen
“Bye-bye! Thaaaank youuuu!”
Sel waved to the car that had brought her to the town central square, and looked around. The warm coffee in her stomach, the warm sperm in her pussy, both generously shared with her by the driver, a nice middle-aged family man whose face she will never see again – made her feel like a princess in this new, unfamiliar realm.
“Wow…” She raised her arm with her phone. “Hi, Sel’s here! It’s the seventh day of my journey. You saw me driving here – and my OnlyFans subscribers saw the best part of it, haha! But just look where I’ve got! Never saw such a beautiful place!” She slowly circled, recording the panorama.
The main square looked like a painting by a talented artist. The ancient cobblestones shone, worn smooth by centuries of footsteps. The buildings, painted in ochre and terracotta, leaned companionably toward each other, their wrought-iron balconies overflowing with cascades of pink and red geraniums. In the center of the square, a magnificent old oak tree spread its gnarled branches, providing a welcome patch of shade. And the sounds of the market! The cheerful chatter of the vendors, the clinking of coins, the rumble of a delivery cart, the cry of a child asking for a pastry. The cloudy sky suggested heavy rain.
“If it pours, I’ll probably take off my dress and walk naked, haha! The world deserves a bit more of this, I think!” Sel giggled. “Or find someone nice to shelter me…”
Sel found a quiet bench under the sprawling oak tree to sit on, letting her bare soles press into the smooth, uneven surface of the cobblestones, massaging her arches. The cool, damp stone was a grounding sensation, a reminder of the real, solid earth beneath her feet. A street performer began playing a melancholic tune on a violin nearby.
She heard a whistle and laughter. She raised her eyes and saw a group of teenagers about her age approaching her, six boys and one girl. Sel grinned to herself. With her revealing clothes and easygoing attitude, she was harassed by horny boys all the time. And she loved every moment of it!
“Look who’s here! Another cheap slut to sell her used goods!” The leader of the pack swaggered, a big boy who tried to look like a tough guy.
“I bet she has nothing under that dress! Show us your goods, whore!”
“You should not be walking barefoot; you’ll get something nasty stuck inside you,” their lone girl sneered.
“Maybe she already has something nasty inside her!”
Their voices grew louder, more confident. Sel sat up straighter, a flicker of something other than her usual easy amusement sparking in her eyes. This wasn’t a harmless, playful tease from the road. This was a territorial challenge. She saw it in their postures, the way they fanned out, trying to corner her with their presence. Especially the girl.
Sel slowly rose to her feet and stretched, her nipples poking through the thin fabric. She and the girl sized each other up. Sel knew what the girl saw: her tanned skin, dirty bare feet, easy confidence, and lack of fear in her hazel eyes. Sel saw a pretty girl her own age with dark, perfectly braided hair and narrowed eyes. The girl was prettier than Sel, but her fashion sense was conventional and boring, just jeans, a T-shirt, and sneakers. Sel knew the type; she had seen it thousands of times: the gang’s pick-me cockteaser, always flirting and teasing, bathing in their hungry attention, never giving anything in return. Always dreaming about wild gangbangs with them during her frantic solo masturbations, but never daring to make her dreams come true. Sel had shown dozens of them the way to light.
The boys quieted in anticipation, encircling the girls and waiting for the catfight to begin. They wanted the blood and pulled hair.
Sel stepped closer to the girl, her stance relaxed and a smirk on her lips, still swollen from giving the driver a good blowjob.
“Hi, I’m Sel!” she said. “I’m on my summer hitchhiking trip, making my travel notes on TikTok and OnlyFans, haha! Such a beautiful place you are living in, I never been here! And what’s your name?”
The girl looked taken aback. She expected fear, anger, or at least a snarky comeback, but not this confident greeting.
“I’m Elara,” she said in a smaller voice than she intended.
“Elara. HI!” Sel smiled wider, stepped closer, and took the girl’s hand. She flinched, but did not pull it off. “Don’t be mad at me, please! I’m not about taking your place. I’m a free spirit, haha! Today’s here, tomorrow’s out, never coming back! You know,” Sel lowered her voice to a whisper, “you look so lovely… I bet these handsome boys would love to see our two bodies tangled in hot, passionate action, you and I.”
She could feel the combined tension and smell the strong tang of testosterone and young precum from the boys surrounding them. It wasn’t the kind of fight they expected, but something much better!
Elara’s blush was instant. Her gaze dropped from Sel’s piercing eyes to the dirty cobblestones. The pack’s tough guys looked from one girl to another, their minds reeling. Their collective imagination, previously limited to the intruder being forced to fuck, was set aflame. Sel could practically hear their brains working, their hearts starting to beat with a different, more exciting rhythm.
“Are… are you insane?” Elara stammered.
“Maybe a little, haha! I mean, look at them; they are all dying to get a good taste of me. Or of you.” She said in the same warm whisper, gesturing at the now speechless boys. “I saw that many times. But you… You have a special place for them, right? They are more to you, I bet.”
“They are my friends,” Elara shot back, but without any venom in her voice.
“Lucky friends.” Sel turned her head to the boys. “Look at me, boys! You are right, I am a slut! But not a cheap slut, as your leader has pointed out. I’m a free slut! I LOVE to fuck, any hole, any time! You are welcome! But…” She glanced at the heavily blushing Elara. “It won’t be fair to your gang queen. I don’t want to leave bad memories behind. All of you dream of fucking her, but nobody has so far, am I guessing right?” She took a step closer to her. “But what if I break her ice? What if I will teach her how to take you all in one fun gangbang? Us both? And she will love it as I do?”
“You are totally crazy.” Elara shook her head. She couldn’t say, You are exactly right! I want it so much! And I’m so scared you will do this, and then I really become the center of their world… I’m scared I’ll like it too much… She wanted to say so, but she couldn’t.
“I’m only offering a friendly help, sweetie! And a good fuck for them!” Sel’s grin was disarming, honest. Her hazel eyes were deep and open, and saw so much, yet weren’t judgmental at all. She put a gentle arm over Elara’s shoulder. Elara flinched but did not resist. “They will love you more for that. Trust me.”
“You… you…” The big leader boy seemed to be the most flabbergasted. “You really would… you know… make out… with…”
“With my tongue in her cunt and my nose in her butthole, haha! And I could take your suggestions!”
“You are crazy!” another boy blurted, the bulge in front of his jeans betraying his arousal. “You might be a slut, but Elara’s not like that! She makes us beg even for a kiss on her cheek! She doesn’t even let you touch her!”
“I am a whore, haha! That’s okay, I like it! But maybe we should ask her what she wants?” Sel turned to Elara. “What do you want, sweetie?” Her tone was soft and gentle, like a mother talking to a frightened child. “I’ll lead you. I’ll show you how it’s done. And you’ll like every moment!”
And in this moment, Sel made her magic. She gently kissed her on the cheek, lingering a second more than necessary. Then she whispered into her ear: “Wouldn’t it feel wonderful, for the first time in your life, to be the center of their attention for real, not just for cock teasing? Don’t you dream of having all of their hands, all their cocks on you, their adoring gazes, all that glorious male desire, all for you?”
Elara swallowed hard, her throat dry. The world seemed to shrink to the space between their two bodies. The laughter of her friends, the music of the market, the feel of the cobblestones under her feet—it all faded into a dull hum. All she could feel was the warmth of Sel’s arm on her shoulder, the tickle of her breath on her ear, and the overwhelming truth of her words.
The desire was terrifying, the unleashed beast she had always kept under tight locks, was struggling out. Her body was answering for her. She felt a sudden, sharp pull in her lower belly, and warmth spreading between her legs, dampening the fabric of her panties. Her nipples, too, hardened into tight, aching points, a secret declaration to the world of her hidden needs.
“She wants it!” one of the boys breathed, his eyes wide with wonder.
“She wants it, she wants it! She wants it…” the pack took up the chant. Their initial aggression dissolved, replaced by an almost reverent awe.
Elara took a shaky breath. She looked around at her boys, the boys she had bossed around, the boys whose desire she had fueled and starved for months. She saw the hope and raw need etched on their faces. And then she looked at Sel, the dirty barefooted wanderer in a short sundress, the girl who had walked right into their territory and shattered her control with a few simple, devastatingly honest words. Sel wasn’t a rival; she was a key. A guide. A liberation.
She finally nodded, a small, almost imperceptible movement. Then, to everyone’s surprise, especially her own, she reached out and tangled her fingers in Sel’s hair.
“Okay,” she whispered, “but let it be really good!”
“It will be, I promise!” Sel looked at the boys eating them with hungry eyes. “We need a quiet place, I think. The one where nobody would stop us even when Elara and I start screaming, haha!” She winked, turning the heat up. “A room would be the best! With a bed for two!”
Sel liked being directed. Letting the boys lead and then surrendering to their will was a thrill that never got old. But really she was the director here.
The big leader, who now looked less like a tough guy and more like an eager puppy, spoke up. “My place. My folks aren’t home. Won’t be until late.”
His house was just a few blocks away, in a quiet neighborhood of identical brick townhouses. The walk was a strange, silent procession. Sel held Elara’s hand, a comforting, steady pressure. The boys followed behind, a pack of wolves trailing their two willing she-wolves. Every few steps, Sel would flash her phone’s camera back at them, capturing their awestruck, excited faces.
“What’s with this phone?” A bulky boy frowned at her. “Don’t even think about selling us to the police!”
“Of course not, you idiot! I’m just recording everything for my OnlyFans! My subscribers will love you, guys, fucking me!” Sel giggled. “Will you help record me? And Elara is going to be a real star! Unless you chicken out, my dear?” She winked at the girl.
Elara’s grip on her hand tightened. She walked in a daze, her mind a whirlwind. She glanced at her boys, their faces etched with a raw need she’d never seen before, a look they normally reserved for the latest video game or a plate of hot wings. She had always held the leash, but now… Sel wasn’t taking the leash. She was just leading them all to the kennel, where all were free. A tiny, rebellious thrill went through her. She simply could not back off at this point, not without losing everything she won from these boys. She bit her lip and nodded sharply.
She walked for a minute in silence.
“Um… How’s it, walking barefoot?” Elara asked. “I bet it’s painful!”
“Ah, it’s nothing!” Sel waved it off. “Right, my first month without shoes was a little feet torture. But once you are past it, you’ll never want any shoes back! Try it someday! Your feet get so much stronger! The feeling of grass, or sand, or warm pavement is incredible!”
“You walk all the… like that? All over the country?”
Sel beamed. “Yes! Only a dress, barefoot, with my phone! I travel, I have fun, I have amazing sex… and I film it all!”
“You’re incredible.” At first, it looked like the girl had started to admire her. Maybe even to envy her. Maybe… to want her.
“The more incredible thing, honey, is how I’m going to get your boys to worship you,” Sel said quietly. “You’re going to be so good at this.”
They reached the leader’s house – a slightly more shabby version of the other townhouses – and he fumbled with his keys, his hands clumsy with anticipation. The door swung open into a dimly lit hallway that smelled of teen boy and laundry. He led them through a neat living room and into a medium-sized bedroom at the back of the house. The bed wasn’t made, and the room was filled with a scattered collection of band posters, schoolbooks, food leftovers, and a couple of gaming consoles.
A nervous energy filled the room as the six boys crowded in, leaving Sel and Elara in the center. They all watched tons of porn, of course, including wild gangbang porn, but, in truth, nobody had the experience, so nobody knew how to start. Sel grinned. They’ll get all the experience today!
“Okay,” she began directing confidently. “You, er, what’s your name?” She looked at the leader.
“Dick.”
“Great name, haha! I’m sure you’ll be the biggest one! Dick, when you finish with us, your bed will be a total cum-sticky mess, are you okay with that?”
He swallowed at the picture his imagination painted to the word “cum-sticky”. The boys giggled. He nodded. “Okay, I have spare sheets; I’ll just pull the pillow and blanket off…”
“Great! What’s that, a tripod? Perfect!” Sel mounted her phone and looked at the boys. “You all are free to record us, too! If you drop me your videos for the combined recording afterwards, I’ll grant you free premium access to my OnlyFans! But make sure to hide your faces if you don’t want to be world-known pornstars! Your name, by the way, is Dick. And your name, and your name…”
“Mitch,” said a lanky boy with a band T-shirt.
“Jake,” a short but sturdy one with an impressive scar across his nose answered.
“Frank,” said the second big guy, a bit slimmer and smaller than Dick.
“Alex,” a quiet, smaller boy with a sweet face and messy hair said, blushing. He, for some reason, didn’t look away shyly, unlike many other boys she met.
“And me! Me!” The last one, an energetic, almost hyperactive kid who looked younger than the rest, said. “I’m Leo!”
“And I’m Sel, this is a porn scene 101!” She grinned, turning to address the girl. “And this gorgeous, blushing virgin guest star queen is… your name, queen?”
Elara flinched at the word virgin, but did not correct her.
“Elara,” she said, a little breathless.
“Excellent! Okay, pause! Elara and I are going for a quick shower, and you follow after us. I don’t care if your cocks are clean, but Elara could!”
They gasped as she threw her sundress on the floor – “Wow, she really has no undies!” – and pulled Elara’s T-shirt over her head.
“What, right now?” Elara grabbed her budding breasts, trying to hide them. “I’m… not ready…”
Sel kissed her neck. “There won’t be a better time than now. Trust me.” And she unbuttoned Elara’s jeans.
Elara, trembling, did not resist. Her jeans fell down her slender legs, revealing white cotton panties with small pink flowers. Sel pulled them down with a firm, swift tug, exposing her trimmed, brown-haired pussy. The boys held their collective breath. None of them had ever seen it in person. For a second, they saw the shy look in her dark, beautiful eyes – then she turned and rushed to the bathroom.
Sel made it quick and purposeful, rubbing her own and Elara’s bodies as if they were preparing them for a sacred ceremony. In the tight, steamy space of the shower stall, she held the slightly smaller girl from behind. “Just watch yourself in the mirror for a moment,” Sel whispered into her ear, as she gently tweaked the girl’s wet nipples. “This is what they all want, what they’ve all been dreaming about. Their little cocktease queen! In all your naked, shining beauty! They will die for a chance with you!”
Elara’s eyes, wide and dark, met Sel’s in the foggy mirror. The shy, blushing girl was gone, replaced by a hesitant, awakening power. She was beautiful, and trembling in a mix of anxiety and excitement.
“Are you a virgin?” Sel asked.
“Mmm… I never had sex, but, um, I had toys…”
“Perfect. So no pain for you, just the pleasure from the very beginning!”
“Sel…” Elara turned toward her sharply. “Shit! Condoms! I don’t know if they have them!”
“Don’t worry!” Sel grinned. “Cathynore. Did you hear this name? A long-term injection contraception. One shot, and you are safe for three months! I got my shot before starting my journey! The modern chemistry is a miracle! You just go to a drug store after this fuck, and buy one!” She winked. “Let’s go! Your adoring crowd is waiting!”
Elara emerged from the bathroom with Sel, a small, towel-wrapped nymph. The boys stood around the bed, a circle of half-naked, expectant young gods, their hard cocks standing at attention. Their collective gaze, no longer lewd and aggressive, was pure adoration.
“Don’t start without me!” Dick rushed to the shower.
“You can shower in couples; it will be faster!” Sel proposed innocently.
“What? No way!”
They all laughed.
“Okay, while they are preparing, we can start our warm-up…” Sel purred. She glanced at her phone – it was recording, the angle was perfect – and pulled the towel off Elara’s hips. Without clothes, both girls’ bodies looked quite similar; just Sel was tanned, and Elara was pale. A nice palette match!
“What? I…” Elara squeaked when Sel pushed her to the sheets.
“Did you do it with a girl before? No? No problem!” Sel almost forcefully spread Elara’s knees. “Enjoy the ride, and try to remember! You’ll do the same to me afterwards!”
And she leaned towards the girl’s half-spread pussy. A delicate musk rose, mingled with the fresh scent of soap. There was no trace of fear left in Sel’s actions, only confident joy.
Elara flinched at the initial contact, her whole body tensing. She had imagined this, in the darkness of her room, her fingers buried between her legs. But the reality was a different beast. It was too much, too intimate, too public. Dick, Mitch, Frank, Alex, and Leo. (Jake was out in the shower.) Their breaths were a tangible wave of heat against her skin, their dicks saluted her, and their collective stare was a physical weight pressing down on her, pinning her to the mattress.
Sel’s tongue was another matter entirely. It wasn’t a rough, insistent thing like in some of the more aggressive videos they’d all secretly watched. It was a delicate, exploratory flicker, a question asked in a language Elara’s body understood instinctively, even if her mind was still struggling.
“Oh!” A small, surprised gasp escaped her lips. It was involuntary. She squeezed her eyes shut, as if by not seeing the seven pairs of eyes fixed upon her, she could make them disappear. She couldn’t. But as Sel’s tongue began to trace patterns on her sensitive flesh, and her two experienced fingers slid into Elara’s gripping hole, the shame started to melt away, dissolving under a rising tide of the first pleasure. She moaned softly.
One of the boys – perhaps it was quiet, shy Alex – whispered a choked “Fuck…” as Jake, having returned fresh and clean from the shower, knelt on the other side, now also stroking his massive, hard cock.
“She likes it…” a deep, gravelly sound from Frank. “Ha, she likes it!”
This was what Sel wanted to hear. She wanted to orchestrate this symphony. She pulled Elara’s legs over her shoulders, granting herself better access and giving the boys a clearer view, an open invitation. She redoubled her efforts, her lips nibbling and tongue circling the now-swollen bud of Elara’s clit while she gently probed deeper with her fingers. It was a calculated assault, designed to overwhelm the girl’s senses, to bring her to the first, quick and violent orgasm, to erase the last vestiges of her hesitation with a tidal wave of sensation.
Elara’s hands, which had been clenching the sheets, flew to Sel’s hair. But she didn’t push her away. She tangled her fingers in the short, red strands, holding on as if for dear life. She tensed; her breath became erratic.
“What are you… what… Ohhh… oh oh ohhh…”
Elara gasped, her body arching off the bed in a sudden, spastic movement. Her thighs clamped around Sel’s head, and a string of incoherent, high-pitched sounds poured from her throat. It wasn’t a silent, practiced porn movie moan. It was raw amateur. A startled animal’s cry at the first overwhelming joy.
Her climax rippled through her, a visible shudder that ran from her curling toes to the crown of her head. Sel held on, lapping up the sweet gush of fluid that answered her efforts. When Elara finally went limp, panting heavily, Sel slowly released her. She crawled up the bed and lay beside her, pulling the trembling girl into a gentle embrace.
“See?” Sel whispered, her lips brushing against Elara’s ear. “That wasn’t so bad, was it? Your public debut is a wild success!” She smiled. Elara just panted for breath. Then she kissed Sel’s lips.
There was a moment of near-unison of drawn breaths from the watching circle. And then a simultaneous shudder as, prompted by the silent communication passing between them in a single glance, four boys moved at once. Leo, the hyperactive youngest, a bundle of muscles, was the first to climb onto the bed.
Sel laughed and separated from Elara. She lay by her side and spread her legs invitingly.
“Boys, we are all yours! Take me any hole, but she’s inexperienced, so be careful with her ass and mouth, okay?” She giggled. “For the first few times!” Sel winked at the gaping-mouthed Elara. “And don’t forget to switch after some minutes, we want everybody everywhere!”
She had to give them instructions, but their raw, youthful eagerness was an incredible turn-on in itself. They weren’t hardened porn stars; they were a jumble of hormones, excitement, and fumbling courage, exactly the kind of experience she craved.
Leo, not surprisingly, went straight for Elara’s now-glistening pussy. He positioned himself between her legs, his face flushed with a mixture of awe and aggressive desire. Elara’s eyes widened again, her brief confidence from her orgasm instantly evaporating. She looked at him. He looked back and plunged in.
Elara cried out, a sharp, surprised sound. Not in pain, but the shock of penetration, the sudden, full feeling that was no longer a solitary secret. Leo started moving, his hips driving with an inexperienced, relentless rhythm. He was inside her. Inside his queen.
While that was happening, Jake, with his impressive nose-scar, moved behind Sel. He pressed the tip of his cock, already slick with precum, against her tight asshole. Sel took a deep breath and pushed back, helping him enter. It always burned a little at first, but she liked it. She turned her head and welcomed Dick’s dick – mmm, a really big one! – into her mouth. Elara gagged behind her, tasting her first one, too.
It all quickly turned into a hot, moaning, sweaty and sticky mess. Sel enjoyed the familiar mix of smells and tastes, the hands and lips all over her, the eager thrusting cocks in all her holes; she floated in this glowing orgasmic ocean, letting the waves of pleasure wash over her and carry her away. Her mind was in a happy, contented place. This was good. This was what she needed.
On her other side, the sounds of the action with Elara were less practiced. There were clumsy collisions, muttered apologies, and more and more demanding moans and orgasmic cries. Elara was catching up with her teacher pretty fast! Her fear was completely gone, replaced by a wild, uninhibited eagerness. “I’m coming! Oh god, I’m coming AGAIN! Fuck! Yes! Yes!” Her screams were loud, genuine, and full of joy, even when they’d triple-penetrated her.
The boys were young and seemingly insatiable, but even they eventually got spent. The last fucks were really long, driving both girls, already overloaded with pleasure, to several more convulsing orgasms. The whole gangbang took a full hour and a half. Then, after the last cumshots, the boys stood up around the bed, breathing hard, and watching the field of their glory.
Sel and Elara lay on the cum-soaked sheets, their trembling bodies smeared with cum, their holes swollen, reddened, and dripping the white liquid, their faces and chests painted with it. Both girls had the most satisfied look.
“Now this is what I’ve been talking about!” Mitch’s voice was a hoarse whisper, full of reverence.
The phone, a silent witness on its tripod, captured the entire aftermath: the slow, sticky drip from Sel’s thigh, the flushed, blissed-out expression on Elara’s face, the reverent, exhausted awe in the boys’ eyes.
Elara tried to sit up and immediately winced. “Oh my god, I’m not walking for a week.”
“Best workout of your life, haha!” Sel rolled over onto her belly, propping her chin up on her hands. “Good work, queen. You took them all like a pro.”
Elara’s blush returned, but this time it was less about shame and more about pride. She looked at each of her boys – Dick, Mitch, Jake, Frank, Alex, and Leo. They weren’t just her friends anymore. They were her initiates, her devotees. A new, powerful energy crackled between them all, a sacred secret shared and a new hierarchy established. They all knew they would fuck her often from now on, every day, all of them. And she craved it!
“That was…” Elara started, then couldn’t find the words.
Sel came to her rescue. “Incredible, haha! Let me show you the last trick. Let us show them how we girls are cleaning after such hot fucks!”
And she pulled Elara closer and placed the first long lick on her face, cleaning it of the cum.
“Ummm… Hehe! It tickles!” Elara wrapped her arms around Sel’s neck. “What, to lick it all off?”
“Yeah!” Sel’s tongue was already working on Elara’s neck. “No cum should be wasted! And just wait until we get to our bottom holes…”
Elara laughed and followed her. The boys, who had just started to get relaxed after the gangbang, stared again, their hungry gazes glued to the two girls intertwined, licking and eating their sperm from each other’s bodies in a lewd, beautiful show, sucking it out of each other’s ass and pussy. The phone shone its LED, recording every lewd and sweet detail.
Once they were reasonably clean, Sel flopped back onto the sheets, her legs still wide open, presenting her glistening, cum-filled cunt to the world. “So, my dear friends! Our performance is not yet concluded! Boys, you were a-ma-zing! I did not expect such good fuck! There is the editing and uploading! But I’m dead! I propose that we order a ton of pizza and coke, have a little rest, watch what we have recorded, and then we can discuss what we should upload!”
The boys’ stomachs collectively rumbled.
“My fridge and my wallet are all yours,” Dick declared magnanimously. “But no anchovies! That stuff is nasty!”
The pizza and coke arrived, as well as beer. They changed the sheets and sat on the bed, cross-legged, all of them still naked; Elara stretched on Dick’s and Jake’s lap, and Sel took Leo and Mitch. There was no shame anymore. Boys’ hands wandered over the girls’ legs and bodies, not as a teasing prelude to the next wild round but as a warm, reassuring contact, a sign of a new intimacy.
“And… Now let’s get to the business!” Sel announced, connecting her phone to the big game monitor Dick had in his room, and gesturing for the boys to send her the videos they shot on their phones. “Time to see the results of our collective creative effort!”
“Cut off the stupid beginning where you two talk! Just the hot fuck!” Frank shouted.
“Patience! The story builds up the tension, you’ll see! Don’t worry, we can upload an abridged fifteen-minute version for the fast watchers, and the full, edited version for the lovers of realism and slow builds! That’s my channel style!”
She started copying and editing. Dick, surprisingly, turned out to be a good camera operator. He had a decent steady hand and a good eye for interesting angles, catching close-ups of the girls’ ecstatic faces, the slickness of their skin, the desperate clench of their hands on the bed sheets, the moment of the cock sliding deep into a pussy or an ass.
They all watched, mesmerized, on the large screen, reliving their passionate act, but now from the outside. The girls got their heads turned, watching themselves and each other.
“Oh my… I have such a stupid face when I come!” Sel giggled.
“And my… oh my…” Elara covered her face with both hands, blushing heavily.
“You two have the best fuck faces I’ve ever seen!” Alex objected. “No porn star comes even close!” He was watching it so attentively, and had a dreamy expression on his face. Sel liked him, with all the intensity that he had inside. Then Sel saw him starting to masturbate slowly. So cute!
The pizza was gradually eaten piece by piece, their eyes still glued to the screen. The boys – and Elara, of course! – who’d sent their footage were given full credit in the opening titles as co-directors and guest stars.
“I say we post the whole thing. On your OnlyFans. The Full Cut. Unabridged. Uncensored.” Mitch declared.
“No! My parents will kill me!”
“Only if they see it – and then you’ll ask them where they watched it!” Sel giggled. They joined her laughter.
“Okay…”
Finally, Sel took her phone, kissed everyone – especially Elara – and whispered to her: “Cathynore! Don’t forget! Take it today!” – pulled on her sundress, and waved goodbye.
“Will we see you again?” Alex asked with a strange longing in his eyes. She was a real fucking fairy who flew into their world and turned it upside down.
“Who knows! But your cumslut queen will definitely see you very soon!” Sel winked. “If your parents are not too strict, you could start your own OnlyFans, Elara! I think you’ll get a thousand subscribers just this afternoon! Bye, watch my channels!”
Elara blushed, and then laughed, kissing Alex.
Then Sel left, heading toward the town’s center. A light but consistent drizzle began to fall, and she considered taking off her dress and continuing nude on the streets. Maybe a bit later.
🔞 Candy.AI 🔥 AI Sex Chat – Roleplay, Erotic Stories, Try for Free 🕹️