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So heres a little bit of backstory: I’m not usually the type of girl who goes out looking for a good time. In fact, I’m pretty shy and tend to keep to myself most of the time. But my friends invited me out for a night on the town, since I had been studying pretty hard, I decided it was okay to go out.

As we were getting ready in our apartment, I couldn’t help but feel nervous about the prospect of going out and meeting new people. I’m not very good at small talk, and I tend to get anxious around strangers. But my friends were all so excited, and I didn’t want to let them down.

When we arrived at the bar, I was immediately overwhelmed by the noise and the crowds. My friends were all chatting and laughing, but I felt like I was drowning in a sea of people. I tried to keep a smile on my face and act like I was having a good time, but inside I was feeling more and more anxious.

That’s when I saw them. The university rugby team. They were all gathered around a table, laughing and joking with each other. I had all the time had a bit of a crush on rugby players, and these guys were no exception. But I never would have had the courage to approach them on my own.

Luckily, my friends were feeling brave. They went over to the table and struck up a conversation with the guys. I hung back, feeling awkward and out of place. But then one of the rugby players turned to me and asked me if I wanted to join them.

I couldn’t believe it. Me, the shy girl who never talks to anyone, was being invited to hang out with the hottest guys in the bar. I felt a surge of excitement and nervousness all at once.

We talked and laughed with them for a little while. They were kind and gentlemanly.

As we talked and laughed with the rugby team, I couldn’t believe that I was actually having a conversation with them. I had all the time been a shy girl, never really stepping out of my comfort zone. But something about being around these guys made me feel different. I felt confident and alive.

When they suggested we go back to their place, I was hesitant at first. I didn’t want my friends to think I was easy or that I was doing something I would regret. But the wondered of being with these rugby players was too tempting to pass up. So, I agreed to go back with them.

As we arrived at their place, I couldn’t help but feel nervous. I had never done anything like this before. But as soon as things started to heat up, my nerves turned into excitement. I was finally living out a fantasy that I had all the time dreamed of.

But then things started to get out of hand. The other members of the rugby team started to show up and before I knew it, I was surrounded by them. I felt like I was in a daze as they all took turns with me. I couldn’t even keep track of how many there were.

As it went on, i got more and more turned on, it was thrillng and exciting. They were spanking me, pulling my hair, gagging me…You name it, it happened.

I was getting fucked so hard, it almost felt like rape. except I was loving it.

At one point I even remember being spitroasted, I was gagging on one guys cock whilst another was pumping his load into me. Load after load I was taking, and I was creaming all over their dicks.

By the time it had finished, I had been completely used, my vagina was gaping open, it gave me a new meaning to the word “fucktoy”.

I didn’t stay the night, it went on till the hours of the early morning and ended up with me just fucking one guy called jake, eventually when he was finished I gave him a kiss on the cheek, got dressed & ordered a taxi home.

Haven’t gone out in town since, but I’m dying for another experience with multiple men, I just feel so dirty to admit it

NSFW: yes

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