There were no rules about appropriate dress or actions; I could do anything or wear anything. I had no idea if anyone I knew would be there.

I only knew that the dress code was “anything goes.” I also knew that I would be expected to have a great time with whoever I chose to spend it with.

I got out of my Uber and walked towards the industrial warehouse-looking building. It was so non-descript that I thought I was getting played. Two rather large bouncer-looking men at an entrance were my only assurance that this was indeed the place. I tightened up my long coat as I approached. Neither man reacted to me other than to open the door and let me in.

The inside was a huge open space with tables, chairs, and couches spread throughout the room. There was one table that looked like it could seat 20 people.

There was a single rack with hooks for coats. I had second thoughts but finally relented and took my coat off. I had chosen a black ensemble—a black garter belt clipped to black thigh highs, a black lace thong, and a matching black lace bra. The black flats on my feet were the only unsexy piece. I wanted to be a little comfortable.

The black contrasted with my pale white skin, but it made me feel sexy. I was what you might call an average 19-year-old girl, maybe a 6 or a 7. I knew that at a sex party like this, I would either stand out or fade into a room full of gorgeous women.

I walked onto the floor proper. It was dark enough that it was hard to see where I was going. Not knowing anyone who would be here, I decided to find a chair and sit down. I spotted a group of empty chairs and started to make my way towards them.

I was so focused on walking in the dark room that I didn’t notice when a much older man crossed my path and stopped in front of me.

He was tall, very thin, and dressed impeccably. His hair was gray and combed neatly back. He was wearing a nice suit, and I assumed he was a lawyer.

He smiled at me and said, “Hello.” I tried to smile back, but my face must have been a little confused because he continued, “You’re new here, aren’t you?” I nodded yes.

“Well, then, let me give you a proper welcome.” He reached out a hand; I thought he meant me to shake it. I was wrong as his hand went lower, slipping into my panties as his hand cupped my pussy lips and gave me a little rub. “Welcome.”

He said again and left me standing there with my mouth hanging open. I sat down in the empty chair next to me. It wasn’t long before another man came over and offered me a drink.

He looked at me again for a moment. “Are you even 21?” I shook my head no and said, “19.” He smiled a little too wickedly for my tastes. “Well, I can’t buy you a drink, but I can provide it to you another way.” He said.

I looked at him warily and asked, “How?”

“What drink do you want?” He asked. I told him some fruity drink that I had only tried once or twice. He returned and sat down in a seat. “Come, go ahead and get on all fours and put your head by my lap.”

I did as instructed, and he held the test tube-shaped glass near my head. “So, technically, I’m not supposed to give alcohol to someone who is only 19 ... However,” he paused, reaching down to his pants and pulling out an already erect cock. “If let’s say you were there with your mouth open and my cock sitting on your stuck-out tongue, no rule says I can’t pour alcohol on myself.” He said, grinning as though he had this planned out.

I laughed nervously. He pulled my head closer to his lap, and I opened my mouth wide, allowing him to slide his cock inside. He poured the liquid from the test tube into my mouth. I swallowed it quickly.

It was a little surreal as the alcohol flowed around and over his cock before splashing into my own mouth. When the glass was empty, I was just starting to pull back when he said, “I think a thank you is in order.”

His meaning was clear. His cock was already basically in my mouth; he just wanted to remove the basically part. I was about to rectify that situation when he suddenly said, “You know, I would love to see your breasts while you thank me for the drink.”

I nodded to him. Who was I to complain? He did get me a drink. Considering that the consent rules of this club were “You’re here, so you consent,” I should be thankful he’s asking instead of just taking my mouth. I reached back and unhooked my black lace bra, revealing my almost medium-sized breasts to the man. He smiled, nodded, and motioned down. I bent over and took his cock into my mouth fully.

I started bobbing my head up and down his shaft as he moaned and squeezed my tits. He let me blow him, not forcing himself on me.

I was a little taken aback when he placed his hand on the back of my head, though he didn’t apply any pressure. “I’m gonna need you to just keep sucking and not pull back,” he said.

I continued to suckle on his cock, but I soon understood his meaning. Rough hands reached under the band of my thong and slid it down my ass, exposing me completely to a new stranger behind me. It was only a few seconds later when one fat finger slid into my pussy.

I gasped at the intrusion but kept my mouth working on the cock in front of me. My pussy was dripping wet, and I was sure it was obvious to anyone looking. The man in front of me groaned loudly.

A second fat digit soon joined the first in stretching out my pussy. It slid in easily with how wet I already was. It was making it a challenge to concentrate on the cock in my mouth while I was getting finger-fucked.

I felt the cock twitch in my mouth and knew he was close to cumming. I redoubled my efforts to suck and lick the cock in front of me.

I was rewarded with another groan and a shot of hot cum hitting the back of my throat. I swallowed what I could, but some leaked out of the corners of my mouth and dripped onto my chest.

Behind me, the man’s fingers slid out of my pussy; he ran them up and down my slit, spreading my juices all over. His fingers slid a little further up my crack before I was suddenly feeling some pressure against my tender little pucker of an anus.

I moaned around the cock in my mouth. He pushed hard against my hole, and I cried out as he forced his way past my sphincter. I gagged around the cock in my mouth as the man began fucking my ass with his fingers.

I felt like I was going to throw up. It hurt, but it also felt good. It was strange because it wasn’t just the pain that made me feel weird; it was the fact that I was enjoying it. I had never had anything in my ass before, but I knew that it would probably happen tonight—I just didn’t expect it so early. The man who just came into my mouth smiled down at me but held my head onto his softening cock.

He withdrew the finger from my ass, and I waited. I just looked up at the man who I was still softly sucking, when I felt something much more turgid start rubbing along my pussy lips.

I whimpered around the cock in my mouth. I swear I saw a small nod from the man, after which I slowly felt the stranger’s cock slide into my dripping pussy. I let out a deep moan.

The man behind me sped up his pace. This was so dirty, someone who I’ve never even seen was fucking me from behind. And damn, was it making me hot.

I was practically drooling around the cock in my mouth. I tried to focus on the cock in my mouth, but I couldn’t help but notice the man behind me had slowed down. He must have been close to cumming.

I tried to ignore him and focus on the cock in my mouth. I sucked and licked and nibbled on the cock in my mouth. I felt the man behind me begin to withdraw his cock from my pussy.

I sighed. That was not what I wanted right now. I wanted him to keep fucking me. I wanted him to fuck me harder. I needed him to make me cum. I whimpered around the cock in my mouth.

He grabbed my hips once more, but when his cock returned, it didn’t slide through the folds of my pussy. Instead, it was knocking at the back door.

I felt the tip of his cock rub against my asshole, then a sudden push. I screamed around the cock in my mouth. The man behind me laughed. Then I felt the head of his cock enter my virgin asshole.

I cried out again. I was too tight for him to get his entire cock inside me. I felt him try again, pushing harder this time. I felt myself tearing open; I was so stretched out by now.

Finally, he got his entire cock inside me. I let out a long, low moan. I was so full it was almost painful. The man behind me began to thrust in and out of my rectum.

I felt so full, so stretched, so used. I was being fucked from both ends, and it felt amazing. I wanted more. I wanted to be filled with cum. I wanted to feel my insides coated in warm, sticky fluid.

The pleasure and the pain in my ass was almost overwhelming. The little moans and grunts were making the man who I was sucking start to stiffen again.

I redoubled my efforts, sucking and licking and nibbling on the cock in my mouth. I heard the man behind me groan, and I knew he was about to cum.

I let out a loud moan around the cock in my mouth as I felt the man behind me release his load deep within my bowels. I felt his cock twitch, and then I felt another stream of cum hit the back of my throat.

I swallowed every drop of his cum that was in my mouth. I swallowed his cum and moaned around the cock in my mouth. I felt the man behind me pull out of me. I felt empty. I felt used. I felt like a whore.

The man who had now cum twice in my mouth still held my head there for another very long minute. When he seemed satisfied, he finally let me go. I turned around to look at the man who had just taken my anal virginity and was shocked to find him gone.

“What the hell?” I said aloud. “Where did he go?” I stood up and looked around the room. My first man just shook his head. “he’s gone. I’m guessing that was the first time you ever got buttfucked?” he asked.

I nodded to him. “I’m sorry to say then that you’ll never know who took your anal cherry. But as long as you’re not leaving just yet, I’m sure many guys will want to make sure you know who buttfucked you.” He stood up. “Good luck,” he said as he bent down, collected my bra and thong, and walked off with them.

I stood there naked, my legs weak. My body still tingled all over. I could feel the cum leaking from my asshole. I looked down at my tits. They were covered in cum. I looked down at my cunt. It was swollen and red.

I had to find a bathroom and try to clean myself up a little, especially if I was going to try to find someone else that would make me cum.

I found a bathroom and went in. I washed my face and hands. I cleaned my tits and pussy. I took some paper towels and wiped away the cum that was still leaking from my asshole.

I was a little surprised when a man walked into the restroom while I was wiping the last of the cum from my ass. I wanted to yell at him to “get out,” but then I realized that “no rules” probably apply to the bathroom.

He was just standing there looking at me. I realized that he was naked. I couldn’t help but notice how much bigger he was than the other men that I had been with. His cock was also longer and thicker than any of them. He looked like he was ready for some fun.

I didn’t say anything. He made his way straight toward me and grabbed me, pushing me up against the nearest wall. He used his feet to kick out my legs a little bit and bent me slightly forward. Without so much as a “hello,” he thrust his very large cock into my pussy from behind.

I gasped as it entered me. I tried to push myself away from him, but he kept me pressed against the wall. He started fucking me hard. I couldn’t believe this guy. He fucked me harder than anyone before.

And he wasn’t even close to being done. He kept pounding away at my pussy. I was moaning and screaming. I was getting louder and louder. I was loving every second of this. Then I heard a voice.

“I think she’s enjoying herself.” I looked over my shoulder and saw another man standing there watching us. He had his cock in his hand and was stroking it slowly. I looked back at the man fucking me.

“Mhmm, how old are you, girlie?” The new man asked while I was getting railed from behind. I was able to say, “19”, but just barely as my orgasm was approaching.

“Hey buddy, I haven’t had nineteen-year-old lips around my cock in a long time. Mind if we share?” The new guy asked. To my disappointment, the guy fucking me stopped and pulled out. I was so close. “Sure, let’s bend her over that counter there.” The larger man pulled me away from the wall and took me to the counter, bending me down over it.

The new guy stepped forward and slid his cock into my mouth while my larger guy slowly entered my pussy again, fucking me just a little bit slower.

I was moaning around the cock in my mouth. I was starting to enjoy this. The new guy was fucking my mouth hard. I was gagging on his cock and slobbering all over it. I felt the cock in my pussy start to throb.

I was desperate. I tried to concentrate on the feeling of the cock in my pussy. The guy in my mouth just took that as an invitation to face fuck me. Finally, I felt the pressure building up inside of me, and I quickly found myself cumming all over the cock in my pussy.

The guy fucking my pussy came, too, shooting a load deep inside me. The throbbing of his cock felt so powerful. Meanwhile, the man in my mouth continued to facefuck me.

I could feel his balls tighten up. I knew what was coming. I tried to pull away from him, but he held me firmly in place. My head was spinning. I was so close to having both my holes filled.

I was about to be double stuffed. I felt the first shot of cum hit the back of my throat. I gagged and swallowed it. I felt the next shot hit my throat. I gagged again. This time, I felt the man pulling out.

The rest of his cumshots landed on my face. I closed my eyes while the sticky fluid was sprayed on me. When he was done, he laughed. I hadn’t opened my eyes when I felt something weird on my face. The man had a sharpie, and he just marked my cheek. “How many times have guys cum in that pretty mouth of yours tonight?”

“3,” I replied. He took his Sharpie and drew two more lines on my face. He then grabbed my hair and forcefully pulled me up. “What about your pussy?” He asked while he wrote something on my chest. “1,” I replied. He made a mark on my hairless pubic mound. “And your ass?” “1.” He turned me around and drew a mark on my ass. He laughed and said, “Maybe I’ll add to some other scores later. With that, he walked out of the bathroom.

I looked in the mirror. Three tally marks adorned my face (along with some sticky cum) and the one above my pussy. On my chest, the guy wrote, “19 y.o.” I knew that would get me some attention. I cleaned myself up again, this time uninterrupted, and made my way out of the bathroom.