Ganged

Brooke giddily bounced up the stairs and knocked on the front door of a large two-story home.
It was a hot Friday night, and she was ready to get high and drunk while having fun with her friends. She had a long day at work and was ready to have some fun.
The door swung open, and Brooke’s skin immediately grew hot as she met the intense gaze of the person who opened the door. On the other side, King, a guy that she had known back in high school. He was on the football team with her brother, so he had been around fairly often back then. These days, he had been dating her friend Kay, and Brooke couldn’t help but feel jealous of her friend at times.
King was a tall black guy with mahogany colored skin that she had dreamt of licking sweat from since back in high school. He had exchanged the short dread locs that he had in high school for a faded cut.
His face was always free if any facial hair except for the thin mustache that graced his top lip. He was especially handsome in the black t-shirt and jeans combo that he wore.
A thick Cuban link chain hung down his chest. He flashed her a big smile showing the gold teeth that were in his mouth.
One look at him, and she knew that he was no good at all. Kay had told her stories about him being involved in the guns and weapons business, and that only Broke more curious about her friend’s boyfriend.
“Wassup Brooke?” He opened the door wider for her and stepped to the side to let her walk through.
“Hey, King” She stepped inside then proceeded to his living room where they usually hung out when they all got together.
When she walked into the living room, she saw Isaiah and Eli, two of King’s best friends.
“Hey, y’all.” She greeted them and sat in the unoccupied space on the love seat next to Eli.
“What’s good, Brookie Brooke.” He grinned and reached out, tugged on one of her dark coils.
She looked down and smiled timidly at him. Eli was a sexy dark man. His pretty onyx colored skin was beautiful. Her heart raced in her chest every time he smiled at her because his smile was so bright, and white. His teeth were perfect and beautifully straight. Eli was the pretty boy of the three, but she also knew him to be a flirt and a sweet-talker.
Brooke normally avoided being alone in a room with him because he had always made it known that he was interested, but again. Like King, he was a bad boy and nothing but trouble. He did business with King, so she was sure he was involved in some kind of illegal activity.
“Damn, I been waiting on your fine ass to show up all night.” Isaiah smirked at her, bringing the blunt he had rolled to his lips and inhaling deeply before blowing the smoke out into the air, in her direction.
Isaiah was a handsome guy, even with the few tattoos on his face. Tattoos covered his neck, chest, arms, torso, and pretty much all over his body. His light skin almost looked dirty with all of the ink on his skin, but Brooke still found him attractive all the same. She knew that he was the sweetest of the bunch despite looking the “hardest.”
A light sweat broke out on Brooke’s forehead. She wasn’t used to having so much attention on her at one time, especially the attention of men that she found extremely attractive, and where she knew at least two of the three men were attracted to her too.
She turned to look at King who had grabbed himself a beer and was sitting in the large oversized recliner chair of his living room. “Where’s Kay and Leslie?” She asked.
He shrugged. “I dunno, she called and said that she couldn’t make it. Said something about her dad needed her to stop by for some bullshit and that Les was going to go with her.” He took a swig of his beer, “she probably lyin’ and ‘bout to meet up with her other nigga.”
Brooklyn’s eyes widened at his nonchalant tone as he turned the channel on the large flat screen TV that he had mounted to the wall. Brooke shrugged in response then looked around the apartment. His place was the typical bachelor style apartment.
He surprisingly kept it nice and clean which was the complete opposite of what Kay’s normally messy ass was. She didn’t understand why they were even together; they were complete opposites.
It has to be the dick. She thought to herself.
Brooke’s face grew hot again as her mind drifted to places, they should have never gone in the first place. Guilt crept up on her at the fact that she was fantasizing about what her best friend’s boyfriends dick looked like and what positions she’d like for him to take her in.
“In that case, I guess I’ll head back on out then.” She began standing to her feet and then Eli angled his large body towards her.
“Why so quick to dip off, Brookie?” A smirk was on his lips.
“Yeah, I thought we were friends, but you only like to kick it when the girls are around.” Isaiah pointed in her direction; his blunt still clenched firmly between two fingers.
King chimed in right after. “You scared of us, B?”
Brooklyn’s heart thudded hard in her chest. Her eyes darted to each one of the men.
King remained in his chair, with his elbows on his knees, leaning forward and intently watching her. Isaiah, was leaning back in his chair, blowing o’s in the air, his eyes never leaving her. And Eli had somehow managed to slide closer to her, and was playing with the ends of her hair.
“I-I just fi-figured that you guys would want to be left alone since the other girls didn’t come. We are friends, one I’m not scared of y’all at all. I’m really just not all that fun, so I don’t wanna be a burden.”
“A burden? Never that. Chill for a minute, you’re safe with us.” Eli tugged on a coil of her hair gently.
The seductive smile on his face alone should have been an indicator that she would be anything but, but his pretty smile and handsome features had her guard down and she sat back against the couch cushions.
Isaiah clapped his hands and then stood up from the couch that he had been sitting on. “Aight, imma grab the liquor.”
Her eyes followed the tatted and sexy young man and she couldn’t help the thumping of her clit against the seat of her panties.
Eli sitting so close to her and his intoxicating scent didn’t help the wetness that was coating the lips of her pussy. Brooke also did her best to ignore the painful beading of her nipples underneath the thin fabric of her sundress. She had been in a rush to get to work that morning, so she had forgot to put a bra on.
She was regretting it at that point.
“You need anything, B?” When she looked up to make eye contact with Eli, his were on her erect nipples.
Looking down, Brooklyn timidly crossed her arms over her chest, and shook her head. “No, I’m good. Thank you.”
“You sure about that?” Isaiah asked rounding the corner from the kitchen with a cocky smirk tugging at his lips. A bottle of Patron was in his hand as he tipped it to those perfectly full lips she often imagined wrapped around her clit as she rode his face.
She blushed harder.
“Uh, yeah, I guess.” She nervously ran her fingers through her hair.
What the hell am I gonna do? On one hand she was nervous, but then again, she was completely comfortable at the same time. The problem was not the men, but her extreme attraction to them.
Brooklyn’s body had a mind of its own and would often betray her when in situations like the one that she was currently in. And the fact that liquor was going to be added to the mix, she was sure that the night would only get far more interesting as it went on.
Isaiah passed the bottle to King who took a few gulps of the drink and then it was passed off to Eli, who was still sitting with his body pressed into her side.
“Relax, Brooke. Why are you so wound up?” Isaiah asked, rounding the love seat that she and Eli were on and coming to a stop behind her.
His big meaty hands on her shoulders caught her off guard, but in a pleasant way. She couldn’t remember the last time she had let a man touch her and she actually enjoyed it.
He began firmly kneading her shoulders and neck so good, that she had to bite her lip to keep from moaning out loud. She hadn’t realized that her eyes had even closed until she opened them and met the heated eyes of King.
His eyes were low, probably from all of the weed he had smoked before she had arrived, but they were intense as he watched her every facial expression as Isaiah rubbed her down.
She was caught off guard yet again when Eli angled himself in her direction yet again, but this time he used two fingers to tip her chin up in a silent demand as he brought the liquor bottle to her pretty pouty lips and poured a generous amount of the liquid into her mouth.
When she swallowed the liquor without so much as making a face, Eli’s dick immediately swelled in response. He loved a bitch that knew how to handle her liquor. It made him wonder what else she was used to swallowing.
The two held each other’s eyes as continued to feed her sips of the of the alcohol. “Good, girl.” He praised her with a satisfied and seductive smile.
A thin layer of sweat coated her forehead, she was already feeling the liquor kicking in and making her hot.
“You’re getting warm. You should take that sweater off, and I’ll go get you some water.” King chimed in, standing to his feet.
Before she could even open her mouth to protest, Isaiah was already peeling the thin cardigan that she was wearing off of her shoulders. They were bare under her dress thanks to the strapless dress that she was wearing.
“Do you mind me touching you, Brooke?” Isaiah’s lips were at her ear, low and sexy.
She tightened her thighs in response, needing some type of friction to stop the pulsing of her clit in between her legs. “No.” She replied in a breathy whisper.
His hands slid across the exposed flesh of her cleavage, and a shiver shook her spine. The rough skin of his hands felt delicious against her skin. Her breath hitched in response.
“Good to know.” He placed a gentle kiss to her shoulder, and her breath caught in her chest.
Her head begun to get a little cloudy thanks to the alcohol. And if he kept it up, Brooke was more than sure that she was going to be on her knees and sucking his dick in no time.
King returned from the kitchen with a bottle of water and stopped in his tracks when he saw Isaiah peppering kisses along Brooke’s neck and shoulder.
Isaiah knowingly looked up and met his friend’s eyes, his own shining with humor. King narrowed his eyes at him and sent him a warning look.
Chuckling, Isaiah removed his hands and lips from Brooke and went back to where he had been sitting on the couch.
It was clear to the men that she was hot and bothered by the way that her nipples protruded through the thin fabric of her shirt that covered her perky tits, aroused she was, and how low her eyes had gotten.
Her large chest rose and fell rapidly as she fought to keep herself under control. King handed her the water bottle, and she thanked him and took a sip from the cold drink. The coolness of the water cooled her down a bit and was enough of a distraction to get some of her clouded thoughts together.
She could feel the heat of all three men’s eyes on her, and it was a little more than she could bare in that moment. “Okay, bathroom break, I’ll be back.”
Before any of they could say anything, she was on her feet and making her way to the bathroom while she fanned herself from the sudden heat in the room. She was well aware of the fact that they had all been watching her ass intently as it jiggled with every step that she took.
When she was finally out of their eyesight, and was hidden behind the bathroom door, she took a deep breath and went over to the sink and splashed cool water on her face.
Bracing her hands against the granite counter tops of the fancy bathroom, she looked at herself in the large bathroom mirror and began giving herself a pep talk. “Okay, B. You’ve got this. You will make it out of here without sucking and fucking any one of these niggas.” She bit her lip as she imagined herself on her knees with all three men standing around her with their dicks out waiting for her to service them.
She jumped at the sound of the bathroom door opening and whipped around to see King walking in. Her eyes widened as he casually strolled in as if he didn’t know she was in there.
“Umm? Excuse you?”
King locked eyes with her as he walked over to the toilet and pulled his dick out to take a piss.
“What? I have to pee.” His tone was innocent, but the wicked glint in his eyes told her that he was everything but.
Brooke couldn’t help when her eyes drifted to his third leg. It was so long and thick. The juicy veins that protruded from it had her clit aching and made her pussy impossibly more wet than it had already been.
Bitch, stop looking at your friend’s boyfriend’s dick! She mentally scolded herself, but couldn’t tear her eyes away from it. From her line of vision, she wasn’t sure if he was erect or not, but if he wasn’t she couldn’t help but want to find out for herself. She stood mesmerized as King pissed, completely and utterly intrigued with the man’s dick.
“You want some, B?” His tone was low and tantalizing as he shook his fat black dick and then turned to face her.
He flushed the toilet then looked Brooke in the eyes as he began slowly stroking his shaft.
A yes fell from her lips before she could even realize that she had been saying it. “I mean no.” She shook her head, still unable to break her gaze from the piece of heaven between the King’s legs.
He took a step toward her and took her hand in his, and wrapped it around his hardened dick. “You sure about that?”
The way that her lips were parted, King fought the urge to lean in and kiss those pretty pouty lips of hers, but he didn’t want to scare her off by moving too quickly. And especially not before he got what he wanted.
Brooke pulled her lip between her teeth and allowed herself to slowly and firmly stroke King’s big dick.
A low groan left his lips and he took a step closer to her. He leaned down and pressed his forehead against hers and watched her pretty manicured fingers wrap around his stiffness.
“What about Kay?” She asked in a whisper.
“We both know I’m the last person on her mind right now. She’s probably sucking another nigga’s dick as we speak.” His lips brushed softly against hers with every word he spoke.
She could smell the alcohol on his breath, and it mixed with his expensive smelling cologne clouded her mind all over again. She wasn’t thinking straight. She was being blinded by lust and she was sure that she was going to make some decisions that she was going to regret in the morning.
“It’s still wrong.” She tried to reason for the both of their sakes.
King tipped her head back and gave her a full-on kiss. A kiss so hot and needy that it left her feeling hot, bothered, and dripping for more. It was almost more than she could bare.
Brooke stroked his throbbing dick faster, making him release soft grunts with every pump of her hand.
Their tongues fought diligently as she stroked him, only making their need for one another even stronger.
He pulled away and looked her in the eyes. “Me and my friends want to fuck you.”
Her heart nearly stopped at his words.
“Can we fuck you, Brooke?” His hands had drifted to her round ass and were kneading her flesh in the most seductive way.
No. “Yes.” Her mouth betrayed her for the second time. She knew that morally she should have said no. It would be one thing if King wasn’t her best friend's boyfriend, but he was and that alone should have been reason enough why she should have said no.
Brooke was a good friend but going there with King would make her the worst kind of friend. It didn’t matter that Kay was also seeing other men in the side, it was still a fucked-up thing to do, but she was in a tough spot.
Before she could change her mind, King was tugging on her hand, and leading her to his bedroom. Her heart pounded hard in her chest as he pulled her into the room and flipped on the light switch.
After closing the door, he turned and pulled Brooke in close, allowing his hands to freely roam and grope her body as he pleased.
His hands went to the top of her strapless dress and tugged at the front of it until he had freed her perky tits. King groaned at the sight of her caramel mounds that were the size of cantaloups, with small pointy light brown nipples. Her areolas were medium sized, and he couldn’t help but take one of her nipples into his mouth.
“Mmm.” Brooke’s head fell back and her eyes fluttered shut in pleasure. At that point, she decided to throw caution to the wind, they had already crossed one too many lines. There was no going back from that point.
“Fuck, I been thinking about sucking on these titties all night.” He moaned against her flesh as he switched his mouth to her other breast.
His hands were busy pushing the rest of her dress down her torso and off of her hips. When the dress was pooled around her feet, King took a step back and took in Brooke’s shapely body.
She wasn’t small and petite like her friend was, she was actually bordering being overweight due to her thick body type.
One thing that most people knew about Brooke was that she was intentional about her workout regime and diet. She was on a weight loss journey but didn’t even know that her bigger size is what made her stand out from the rest of her friends, and in a good way on top of that.
King looked at her with heated eyes. “No panties, huh? You wanted to be fucked tonight, didn’t you?”
She blushed under his gaze and looked down at the floor, embarrassed. “I don’t like wearing them.” She admitted, looking back up at him from under her lashes.
He pushed her back onto his large bed. “Good to know.”
Sitting up on her elbows, she watched him drop to his knees in front of her and spread her thick thighs apart. He hungrily licked his lips and eyed her pussy before leaning in and snaking his tongue up her wet slit.
“Ahhh.” A loud moan escaped her and caused her to lay back across his bed. She bit her lip to keep from moaning too loud as he used his tongue to stroke her to euphoria.

“Oh my God, King. Your tongue feels so fucking good.” She moaned, putting a hand on the back of his head and pushing his face even further into her pussy as he devoured her.

King moaned against her pussy, never stopping as he sucked on her clit. The sound of her cries, the way her thick thighs trembled and his name falling from her lips had his dick hard and throbbing as he feasted upon her. He was sure that his friends had figured out that he had gotten to their prey first and would be walking through his bedroom door any second. Being the selfish bastard that he was, when he saw the opportunity, he seized the moment to have a little fun with Brooke by himself. He had been wanting her for a long time.

Right on cue, his bedroom door flew open, and in came Eli and Isaiah.

“I just knew yo ass was up here plottin’.” Eli said with a shake of his head as he stroked his hard dick through his jeans. I should have known this nigga was gonna be back here being stingy with the pussy. He thought to himself, watching as King continued licking and sucking on Brooke’s pretty bare pussy.

Isaiah didn’t hesitate to walk into the room, unbuckling his pants and pulling his dick out as he made his way to the bedside. He stood on his knees as he came to Brooke’s side. He bit his lip as he looked down at the moaning slut and shook it at her. “We been wantin’ yo fine ass for a minute. Now, suck this muthafuckin’ dick, bitch.” He demanded. He was horny as fuck and needed to feel her mouth on his dick.
Brooke sat up on her elbows again and eagerly took Isiah into her mouth, moaning loudly at the taste of him on her tongue. She gently sucked on the head of his dick, doing her best not to let King eating her pussy cause her to hurt Isaiah.

“Mmm, yeah, I been waiting to feel them pretty ass lips wrapped around my shit.” Isaiah groaned and put his hand on the back of her head, guiding his dick deeper and deeper down her throat. “Goddamn.” He moaned, gripping a handful of her titty.

Brooke moaned around Isaiah’s dick when she felt a hand pick up her free one and wrapped it around a thick, rock, hard dick. Eli’s dick was the shortest of them all, maybe seven inches, but he was the thickest of them all. Her pussy began to leak as she stroked his length. She couldn’t even fully wrap her hand around him.

She couldn’t wait to feel him inside of her tight walls.

No longer able to contain himself, King stood from between Brooke’s thighs and stripped out of his clothes. He watched as she switched from sucking Isaiah and stroking Eli, to stroking sucking Eli and stroking Isaiah.

His dick jumped as he watched the pretty bitch suck and stroke his niggas. He loved a bitch that would let him slut her out to him and his homies. Getting back on the bed, King lined himself up with her pussy and slapped his hard dick against her clit.

The sound of her choking on Eli’s fat dick while he and Isaiah praised her for her efforts. “Mmm, good bitch. Suck that the fuck outta that dick.” Isaiah said, licking his lips as his stomach lurched. Her soft hands firmly stroking his dick felt good as fuck. He couldn’t wait to see what the pussy felt like.

King lined up his raw dick with her pussy and slowly began to slid inside of her tight pussy. He groaned when he began slipping in with ease, her wet pussy immediately sucking his thickness. “Oh, shit.” He moaned. He hadn’t been expecting her pussy to hit the way it was.

He bit his lip and pushed her thighs back and into her chest as he began to dig deeper and deeper into her gushy pussy. King was digging so deep in her pussy that the head of his dick was hitting the back of her pussy.

Brooke cried loudly as Isaiah and Eli took turns fucking her face, dropping their dicks down her throat as she laid on the bed and got her pussy pounded by King. She was in complete bliss as she got her pussy dug out and her throat fucked. She was being used by three fine ass men and she was loving every second of it.

“Oh, bitch, you got some good ass pussy, I’m ‘bout to cum.” King groaned, doing his best to hold back his nut. He didn’t wanna cum yet, but her pussy was tight, wet, and was inviting as fuck. Her lil pussy was milking his dick and it was hands down the best pussy that he had ever had. It was a million times better than her loose pussy best friend.

King didn’t even bother pulling out, choosing instead to cum deep inside of Brooke’s good fat coochie. Filling her up with a huge load of his seed. He was out of breath when he pulled out of her, her pussy immediately leaking with his cum.
Getting off the bed, King traded places with Isaiah and immediately stuck his cum covered dick into her Brooke’s mouth, making her suck his semi-hard dick clean. His eyes rolled into the back of his head as her warm mouth sucked him back to a full erection.

“Turn around and toot that ass up.” Isaiah demanded as he stroked his dick, waiting for her to get into position.

She released King’s dick from her mouth and rolled over. The moment that she was on her hands and knees, hands were all over her. Eli settled himself on the bed underneath her so that he could lay on his back and suck on her hard nipples while King gripped her by the back of her head and pulled it back, making her look up at her while he roughly slapped his dick across her face, repeatedly.
A gasp left her lips when she felt her ass cheeks being spread wide and Isaiah spitting into her asshole before licking it and fucking her tight hole with his tongue. She moaned uncontrollably, trying her best to throw her ass back against his face, but he slapped her hard on the ass. “Don’t chu fuckin’ move.” He demanded, then went back to fucking her asshole with his tongue.
“You a nasty ass bitch lettin’ me and my niggas slut yo ass out.” King said and firmly slapped her across the face. His dick jumped when she moaned in pleasure. He liked that she was liking being used and abused. We gonna have a good ass time with this bitch. King thought as he slapped his dick against her lips and then roughly shoved it into her mouth again.
He couldn’t count how many times he had tried to get Kay to let him gang her with his boys. He had a thing for hoes and sharing his bitches with his nigga, but for some odd ass reason, she would always make an excuse about why she wasn’t with having a train ran on her. It made no sense to him since her knew that her slut ass was fuckin’ other niggas. But he wasn’t worried about it. What one bitch wouldn’t do, another would do that and so much more.
Truthfully it turned him on to know that the bitch that he had managed to replace her with was her very best friend… That would teach Kay’s hoe ass to not neglect him or his needs ever again. Now her ass was about to be replaced. He didn’t even want her ass anymore. Her best friend was proving that she would more than suffice.
“Mmm, I wanna get in that ass. Open up for me.” Isaiah said as he sat up and pressed the head of his dick to her asshole and began applying pressure.
Brooke winced in pain as his thickness began stretching her tight asshole open. Eli noticed her pain and reached a hand between her thighs and began toying with her sensitive clit, giving her a subtle distraction from the pain of her ass.
“Good girl.” Isaiah cooed, jiggling her fat ass on his dick. “Ooou, this ass so mufuckin’ tight.” He feed her his dick inch by inch, spitting in it when necessary.
Brooke groaned, her eyes rolling into the back of her head as her body went into sensory overload. There was so much going on and so many different sensations going on at once that it sent her over the edge as she came hard that she passed out.
When she came to, she was sandwiched between two of the men. She lay straddling Eli as he laid beneath her, his fat dick stretching her pussy wide as she creamed all over it. King was behind her, his dick deep in her ass. He had her gripped by her hair, using to pull her hard onto his and Eli’s dicks.
Brooke whimpered in pleasure when she was realized that she was still being fucked by her best friend’s man and his home boys. It was a dream come true. Isaiah stood off to the side and had his dick in his hand, jacking it as he filmed his boys fucking the shit out of Brooke’s fine ass.
“Goddamn, you so fuckin’ nasty.” King said in her ear before pulling her head back, wrapping his hand around her neck and sticking his tongue into her mouth in a sloppy wet ass kiss. His dick throbbed hard. He was about to fucking cum.
He pounded into her ass even faster. Eli’s groans and the way he thrusted wildly in and out of her from below let him know that his friend was just as close. A few pumps later, and they both let out loud groans as they both erupted, filling the lil bitch up with nut. Moments later, Isaiah had his dick in her face and was nutting all over it.
Brooke bit her lip, loving the feel of hot cum dripping out of her ass and pussy, and dripping down her pretty caramel face. She had been deliciously fucked and she was happy as fuck that her girls had flaked on them.
After dressing, everyone silently made their way back to the living room as they prepared to send Brooke off and on her way home. They walked her to their car and each gave her a hug, a kiss, and a slap on the ass before helping her into the car.
“Aight, Brookie Brooke. Don’t forget about us. Don’t let this be the last time we kick it, baby. We had a lot of fun.” Eli said, leaning on the roof of the car when she rolled her window down.
King and Isaiah chuckled in agreement.
Brooke smirked and nodded, putting her car in drive. “Y’all know how to find me. Hit me when y’all wanna see me.” She gave them the offer and then pulled away with a final wave of her fingers.
I can’t believe I just let four niggas slut me out…
The end.

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