Chloe was the cumdump of the friend group. In her mind, sex was just another game, and she played by her own rules. When her friends suggested another wild night, she was all in. But when it came time for video games, they knew to watch out.

“Alright, losers, get ready to get wrecked!” Chloe yelled, grabbing her controller with a grin.

The dim light of the living room flickered as the game booted up, casting playful shadows on the walls. Her friends gathered around, each one fighting for a spot on the couch. Jake plopped down next to her, nudging her shoulder.

“You think you can handle my skills this time?” Jake challenged, a cocky smirk on his face.

Chloe rolled her eyes, adjusting her grip on the controller.

“Please. I’ve wiped the floor with you too many times to count.” She could feel the familiar rush of adrenaline as they selected their characters, the competition igniting the atmosphere.

Max, another friend, sat on the couch beside her, his legs stretched out as he leaned back into the cushions. His messy brown hair fell into his eyes as he watched the screen.

“Hey, Chloe,” Max said.

“Hm?”

“You up for a bet?”

Chloe glanced over, intrigued.

“Go on.”

“What do you think? I bet you can’t win while riding me. Jake’s probably going to need all the help he can get.”

The room erupted in laughter, and Chloe raised an eyebrow, her competitive spirit ignited.

“What are the rules?”

“Simple. Get on my lap, and bounce away. But if you stop, or even pause for more than a second, you lose and have to strip.”

“And what do I get if I win?”

“Bragging rights,” Max shrugged.

“Alright, challenge accepted!” Chloe exclaimed as she stood up.

The guys cheered as Max pulled his cock out of his sweat pants and Chloe pulled her leggings down enough to expose her pussy. She knelt down over his lap as he positioned his cock at her entrance. She slowly sunk down, a quiet moan escaping her lips as his shaft parted her slit. As soon as she felt his balls pressed against her, she started bouncing, trying to ignore the way his cock stretched her pussy.

Jake was clearly struggling to concentrate as he listened to Chloe’s soft whimpers. She was enjoying the challenge, determined to win. She knew it would be difficult, but not impossible. The game continued, and Jake was losing badly. Chloe grinned, the sound of her ass slapping against Max’s lap filled the room.

“Come on, Jake! Get your head in the game!” Chloe laughed.

“Hey, focus on the task at hand, Chlo. No need to talk shit, just yet,” Jake fired back, a blush spreading across his cheeks.

“Oh, you want me to focus, huh? Well, watch this!” Chloe said as she bounced harder, her ass slapping harder against Max’s thighs.

Her pussy clenched around his cock as she rode him. She could feel his precum dribbling out and soaking her inner walls. Max groaned, gripping the couch cushion as she slammed down onto him. He was holding on by a thread, his cock throbbing with every movement. Chloe smirked, knowing that she was winning both games.

“Fuck ... Chlo, you’re gonna make me cum,” Max grunted.

“You’ll be fine,” Chloe purred, as looked back and continued to ride him.

But that split second of distraction was all Jake needed. His character rushed forward and sliced through hers with a swift strike. Chloe gasped, her mouth dropping open as Jake jumped up and did a victory dance.

“I did it! Suck on that, Chlo!” Jake cheered.

Chloe scoffed and sat down on Max’s lap, crossing her arms.

Max gripped the couch cushion tighter, his eyes squeezing shut. His cock twitched inside of her, and Chloe knew she had at least won one of the games. His cum shot deep inside of her, filling her womb with his warm seed. It was the sweet release he had been longing for, and his body trembled as he pumped her full.

As Chloe felt him finish, she stood up and pulled up her pants to hide Max’s cum dripping down her legs.

“It was a fluke. I could’ve still won,” Chloe pouted while looking at Jake.

“Nope. It’s over, Chlo. Better start stripping,” Jake smirked.

“Ugh, all right.” She grumbled.

She was pissed she lost, but she didn’t mind being naked in front of her friends.

She grabbed the hem of her top and slowly pulled her shirt up over her head, revealing her bare chest. A rush of cool air hit her skin, and her small, perky breasts were exposed to her friends. The absence of a bra was immediately obvious to them, but they were used to it. It was something she had never felt the need for. With her petite frame, her tits were barely there anyway.

“Happy?” she asked, as she tossed her shirt on the floor.

“Very,” Jake grinned.

“You’re not getting away that easily. You still have to strip all the way,” Max pointed out as he tucked his cock away.

“Whatever,” Chloe mumbled, as she bent over and pulled her leggings off.

The guys watched with hungry eyes as she revealed her creamy white thighs and tight ass. She kicked the leggings away and stood before her friends, her hands on her hips.

“Happy now?” She teased.

“Come on, Chlo,” Max said.

“Fine,” Chloe sighed, as she turned around and bent over.

She wiggled her ass and hooked her thumbs in the waistband of her panties, slowly pulling them down as the five guys watched. Her pink slit glistened in the dim light as the fabric slid down her thighs and revealed her bare pussy. The guys leaned forward, their eyes fixed on the gap between her thighs.

“Are you satisfied?” Chloe asked, looking over her shoulder.

Chloe remained bent over, her hands on her knees, and her pussy dripping with her friend’s cum. Her pale skin glowed in the lamplight, and her brown hair fell down around her face. She glanced up at her friends, her blue eyes sparkling.

“Well?” she prompted.

“Very,” one of the guys said, and the others nodded in agreement.

Chloe stood up and stretched, her petite body on full display. She turned back to face her friends and put her hands on her hips.

--------------- chapter 2

The nudity had all started at a LAN party a year ago. She was shocked that she was invited, and had worn her favorite jeans and t-shirt. As the night wore on, the one room became the hotbox and the boys were sweating buckets. They started shedding their shirts to cool off. In a playful spirit, Chloe decided to join in, taking her shirt off as well.

Even though her tiny breasts were now on display, none of the guys even gave her a second glance. They just shrugged and went back to their gaming, completely unfazed. Chloe felt a wave of relief wash over her. She wasn’t ashamed of her body, but it was nice to feel accepted by her new friends. In that moment, she realized that this group of guys didn’t define her by her looks or body; they saw her as one of them, a tomboy, a fellow gamer.

That night marked a turning point for her. As the weeks turned into months, Chloe found herself becoming more comfortable with the nudity that had begun at that first LAN party. Soon, she was regularly wearing nothing more than a pair of socks and her underwear. It didn’t take long for her panties to join the growing pile of clothes on the floor, and before she knew it, she was casually hanging out in the nude with her friends.

Chloe didn’t care if they saw her naked. In her eyes, she was flat-chested, had a boyish figure, and her hair was always a mess. What was there to see? And besides, it’s not like they were ever really paying attention. To them, she was just one of the group, a fellow gamer who happened to be comfortable enough around them to ditch her clothes.

As time passed, the casual nudity became part of the norm, just another detail in their laid-back hangouts. They would marathon video games, order pizza, and crack jokes late into the night, completely unbothered by the fact that Chloe was often the only one in the room without a stitch of clothing. It was never weird to them, and that made her feel even more at ease.

But eventually, the dynamic began to shift. Playful teasing and jokes led to flirtation, harmless at first, but with an edge that hadn’t been there before. Comments about her body became more frequent, though never cruel or objectifying, just observations from guys who had spent a lot of time around her. Chloe would laugh it off, treating it as part of the friendly banter. But underneath the surface, something was changing.

Chloe noticed the subtle changes. The way their glances lingered just a little too long or how their jokes carried a different weight now. It wasn’t that anyone had crossed a line, but there was tension in the air that hadn’t been there before.

One evening, after another round of teasing during their gaming session, Chloe sat back and sighed dramatically.

“Alright, you know what?” she said looking around at her friends. “If you guys are all getting weird about it, why don’t I just fuck each of you and get it out of your systems?”

A wave of awkward silence descended over the room. No one dared say anything, not sure if she was joking or not. They all knew Chloe as one of the boys. Always hanging out, gaming for hours, and teasing each other like any group of friends would. But this was different.

Finally, Max spoke up.

“I’m game.”

Chloe smirked and raised an eyebrow.

“Yeah?”

“Yeah, why not? It’s just sex. It doesn’t have to be a big deal.”

“Exactly,” Chloe said, the smirk still on her lips.

She leaned back in her chair, acting like it was the most natural thing in the world. And for her, it was. She’d never been one to care about traditional boundaries, and in her mind, this was just another way to connect with the friends who treated her like one of them. There was no awkward tension, no big emotional weight behind it.

To them, Chloe wasn’t some girl they had to treat differently. She was a tomboy, a gamer, someone who’d been in their circle for years. The lines were blurred because she never made a big deal out of anything. Whether it was being naked around them or playing along with their sexual banter, Chloe didn’t act like any of it mattered. And because of that, it didn’t. The casual vibe of their friendship meant that, to her, this suggestion wasn’t shocking.

But deep down, she also understood that even though she was one of the boys, her body had something to offer them. Chloe had a lithe frame and small, perky breasts, and most importantly, she had a tight little pussy between her thin thighs. She had all of the qualities that a guy would love a young girl to have. So, while she was still just a gamer chick, a tomboy, a friend who loved the same things they did, She knew there was no denying that her body was extremely fuckable.

But she had no real care for sex or her own pleasure. She wasn’t the type of girl to masturbate or touch herself, so when she made the joke about fucking her friends, it was a genuine suggestion. To her, sex was just a game. A fun activity that she could do with her friends with no strings attached. To her, the idea of letting her friends use her body for their own pleasure was just a kind thing to do, a way to bond with her friends and keep the group dynamic relaxed, and comfortable.

And that’s exactly what happened. That night, she had sex with each one of her friends, letting them use her body as they pleased. It wasn’t anything special, and no one tried to make a big deal out of it. Each of them would take turns with her in the bathroom, using her as their own personal cum dump. Her pussy was a mess by the time they finished with her. Her small, tight slit filled to the brim with their thick, gooey seed.

After she walked out of the bathroom, covered in cum and still completely naked, the guys all agreed that it had been fun and that it wasn’t going to change their friendship. And true to their word, the dynamic didn’t change. They were all still friends, and their nights of gaming together were just as relaxed and fun as they always were.

But now, Chloe would occasionally offer herself up as their personal cumdump, trying to help her friends get off while they hung out. Her body was theirs to use, because she didn’t really care. It wasn’t a big deal. She had a small, cute body, a tight pussy, and she loved her friends. Sex was a gift she could give them, and that’s how she saw it.

They didn’t hesitate using her either, and her body became a regular part of their hangouts. After a few hours of gaming, one or two of the guys would call her for a bathroom break, and Chloe would go with them. Once the door was closed, she’d bend over and let them have their way with her. They’d take turns using her, pumping her full of their cum before challenging her to another video game.

And as the days went by, the dynamic continued to evolve. Eventually, they’d ask her to play with their cocks while they played games. She didn’t mind, and she would sit on the couch with them, giving their dicks a slow, sensual handjob while they played.

And sometimes, if one of them was struggling to focus, she’d give him a quick blowjob to help him get the edge he needed. She didn’t enjoy giving blow jobs but learned to get through it by trying to make them cum as quickly as possible.

But no matter what they did with her body, her friendship with the group never changed. They were all still just a bunch of guys who loved gaming. And for Chloe, it didn’t change her image either. In her mind, her friends just happened to fuck her. That’s all.

But despite her carefree attitude towards her own body, she still had boundaries, and she was clear about them. When her friends would ask her for sexual favors, she made it clear that she would only do what she was comfortable with. She would suck their dicks, let them use her pussy, and even swallow their loads, but there were certain things she wasn’t willing to do.

She had no interest in anal, and she hated the idea of sharing herself with multiple guys. If more than one of her friends wanted a turn, she’d just tell them to take a number. But other than that, she was pretty open. And because of that, the dynamic never got complicated.

The guys were always respectful, and they knew how important it was to her that their friendship remain casual and carefree. So, as long as Chloe was cool, they were too.

But this also opened the door, metaphorically and physically. They moved the exclusivity of sex away from the bathroom and brought it to the living room where everyone hung out and played games. She would ride their dicks and jerk them off in the same place where they played video games and laughed. And because they were all cool, it wasn’t a big deal. They could all be themselves and have their needs taken care of while maintaining a healthy respect and appreciation for Chloe.

Chloe was still seen as a gamer chick, a friend who loved video games, and nothing more. Sure, they could use her body, but that didn’t change who she was to them. She was still their buddy, their gaming partner, and someone they could count on to be there for them.