Oh my god. What a night. What a fucking amazing night!

Hey guys! Nina here with another update. If you’ve been following my posts, you would know that after my separation, I recently moved into an apartment building in a rough neighbourhood in Toronto and made some interesting friends - guys that I’ve been told have had run-ins with the law and are known to cause trouble. Of course, this didn’t stop me from finding myself naked in their apartment as they took turns using my body while taking pictures and videos of me. I later found out that they had shared these pictures and videos amongst their group of friends, nearly 20 guys, most of whom I had never met.

The second time they had their way with me was with a different group of guys from one of the nearby buildings. Again, they used my body with reckless abandon and I lay there and took it, enjoying every moment of the pain laced pleasure. Before we got down to it though, one of the guys had offered me what I assumed to be molly, which I had refused to take. I had never done hard drugs before so this was a big no for me at the time.

But, this all changed in our latest encounter. I put on a white tube top and denim mini skirt with a white thong under and made my way across the hall to hang out with my new friends. The 4 guys from my building were all there. By now, I knew what to expect. Things started off light; they got me a drink, we ordered some food and sat around and made good conversation. While we chatted, the guys would often touch my body, my naked shoulders, my back, my legs. I had already had a few drinks and was feeling very tipsy. Shortly after, one of the guys offered me something. It was a pill/tablet looking item, similar to what I was offered last time. I asked him what it was and he just said that it was something that would make me feel a lot better. I thought long and hard about this. I had only done recreational drugs like pot before, but never anything like this. Maybe it was the alcohol talking or my increased trust in my newfound friends, but against my better judgement, I took the pill.

Nothing happened. I didn’t feel any different. It took some time for me to start feeling the effects. And when I felt it, oh boy, did I feel it. I felt relaxed, I felt happy, I felt comfortable, and I felt energetic. The guys must have noticed the effects kicking in as they started to help me strip. Their touch felt electric, my senses felt alive, and all I wanted was them to put their hands all over my body, feeling every inch. I found myself on my knees as I took a cock in my mouth. Rather than trying to suck all of them off at once, I gave my undivided attention to each guy, one at a time, using both hands to hold their cock and sucking with my eyes closed. It felt so nice to have a cock in my mouth. I didn’t want to stop sucking him off. One of the other guys had to pull me off and put my mouth on his cock. I shifted my attention to him and sucked him with just as much love as I gave to the first guy.

They picked me up and bent me over the side of the couch. I sucked off one of the guys sitting, while I felt another guy pound his cock in my pussy. And so they all took turns on me, fucking my pussy, my ass, and my mouth together and turning me into their cum slut.

Once they were all done with me, I found myself laying down on the coffee table in the centre of the room, completely naked and used. I was satisfied and loving the experience. But I wanted more. The guys continued to touch and caress my naked body, pulling on my tits and rubbing my clit. They started to do body shots off of my naked body, as one of the boys poured tequila into my belly button and sucked out the alcohol. That felt amazing. Another guy shoved a wedge of lime into my mouth and poured salt on my tit. He licked the salt clean off my tit, drank the shot and took the lime out from my mouth with his. I was totally out of it at this point, the effects getting stronger and stronger, and I was down for anything.

My emotions were mixed. I was mainly happy and excited, but at the same time felt a sort of anxious anger inside me. What was it? What was causing this anger. I searched and searched within my mind and realized what it was. It was everything that had been going on. My life had turned completely upside down over the past year and a half. I knew I was largely to blame for this. I’ve made mistakes. But there was something else that turned me into this. Someone else. And then it clicked: my soon to be ex-husband. He was the culprit. The reason I was lying naked on a coffee table, completely high and out of my mind, and letting strange men use my body. Not that I wasn’t enjoying myself, but deep down I knew this wasn’t how things were supposed to turn out. And so I had an idea. An evil idea, something that would piss him off.