Chapter 6: Everything Spread

My body was still trembling on the hood of the SUV when Tyler finally stepped back, his thick cock glistening with my cum. The empty parking lot felt even colder now, the night air biting at my skin like fingers. I was a mess—face, tits, hair, and every inch of my body painted white with their combined loads. Thick ropes of cum had dried on my cheeks, ran in sticky trails down my neck, pooled between my swollen tits, and leaked from my gaping pussy and ass in heavy, endless streams. My belly felt bloated, warm, and strangely full, like I was carrying the night’s entire load. I couldn’t stand. My legs shook so badly I had to clutch the car for support, but even then the weight of it all made me moan softly.

Tyler handed me my phone first, then Ethan’s. “Edit the video, slut. Make it the best one yet. We want him to see every second of you getting fucked like the campus whore you are.”

I nodded numbly, still in a daze. My fingers moved on autopilot, cutting, slowing, adding zooms, adding the wet sounds of our bodies slapping together. I made sure every angle was crystal clear—my face stretched around three cocks, my pussy and ass split open around two at a time, the way my eyes rolled back when they creampied me deep. I added my own moans, my own gasps, my own broken “please” when they choked me or slapped my tits. The final file was a 12-minute masterpiece of pure filth, and I knew the second it went out, Ethan would be watching it with his friends.

The message I sent was simple, but it carried everything.

Me: He’s going to watch this tonight. With his friends. He’s going to see what I really am now.

I hit send and handed the phone back to Tyler.

He smiled, slow and cruel. “Good girl. Now get dressed. We have front-row seats.”

I pulled my shorts and hoodie on with shaking hands, the fabric sticking to my cum-covered skin. The shorts rubbed against my swollen pussy and made me wince, but I couldn’t stop the trickle of fresh cum that leaked out with every step. Tyler’s hand on my lower back guided me like I was his property. The walk back to the dorm was a blur of risk—every lamp post, every distant car, every student walking the path felt like it could see me, naked under the hoodie, leaking their cum down my thighs.

When we reached the dorm, the hallway was empty. Tyler pushed me inside, locked the door, and shoved me down onto our bed. My legs spread automatically, and the boys took turns. Marcus was first—fucking my face while Tyler fucked my pussy. Jamal took my ass. Derek and Kyle double-penetrated me at the same time, one cock in each hole, while Tyler choked me and slapped my tits. I came again and again, sobbing around whoever’s cock was in my mouth, begging for more even though I knew Ethan was right down the hall.