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Apparently not. For in the very next sequence, she was sandwiched between the two men. One had his cock up her pussy, the other had his buried up her ass. She was humping the two of them, letting two horny studs double-stump her. Both cocks disappeared completely up her fuck-holes and she writhed about as if she'd never felt anything so good in her whole life.

And she was begging them for more. "Fuck me! Split me in half! Cram me full of cock!" she pleaded. Don felt his stomach churn over weirdly.

But he also felt something else and this made him blush with shame. His cock began to twitch inside his pants and to his amazement, it started rising, growing stiff in his crotch. He couldn't believe it. How could he get a hard-on at a time like this? Was he some kind of animal? The girl he cared about most in the world was getting gang-banged on the TV screen and he was getting a hard-on!

"Look at her go! What a fucking slut!" someone grunted.

"This little tramp really craves her cock," someone else put in. The voices were hoarse and tense, as if the men in the room were having a hard time keeping control of themselves.

Then there were more deep moans and groans as a third big cock was thrust into Val's face and she began to suck it eagerly. A few of the men began fondling their cocks through their pants. They all shifted uncomfortably in their chairs. Don felt his prick rise higher and higher in his slacks.

Three cocks, he muttered softly to himself, his eyes locked on the screen. Val, who he wanted for his girlfriend, writhing about on the screen with three big ugly cocks embedded inside her. How could he ever face her after seeing this? What would he ever say to her? She was like a person he didn't even know. She was a stranger to him.

He continued watching, in a daze, as all the cocks were pulled from her fuck-holes at last. Then he stared in amazement along with the others as her face filled the entire screen with the three bloated cocks thrusting and jerking inches from it. He stopped listening to the dirty comments all the men were making and simply waited for what he knew would come next.

And when it did, when all the silvery white spurts of cum splattered into her face, he was amazed that he didn't feel miserable any more. He didn't feel angry either. He simply watched the screen in silence, his cock a towering column of flesh in his pants. He watched as jet after jet of steaming silver spunk bounced and jumped about on her face like mercury over glass.

It went on for so long. He was stunned at the huge amounts of cum each man seemed to have. And he was fascinated at the way every last jet seemed to splat straight into her face without a miss. He watched her mouth fill up, studied the streaks and globs splattering her cheeks and nose and forehead. It was a wild, unusual scene, and he'd never seen anything like it.

Sid had moved over to the video machine, and every so often now he stopped it, froze the frame on the screen. For seconds that seemed like hours, to Don, Val's lovely splattered face filled the screen. Gobs and streamers of silver cum gleamed on her face drooled down her cheeks like hot wax ribbons of white cream were caught in mid-spurt before splashing down onto her. Don gazed at the TV in amazement.

"What a cum-bath! This little slut really loves her jizz!" a hoarse voice put in.

"Look at her suck it! Watch her gulp it down!" someone else added.

Don stared at the screen while his cock throbbed in his pants. Two of the cocks had just spurted jets of cum which hung frozen in the air while Sid stopped the video machine yet again. Val waited patiently, her face crisscrossed with strings of silver, her eyes and mouth clogged full of cream. Sid started the machine once more and the jizz ropes snapped and cascaded down into her face.

"Look at the little tramp! She's fucking covered in cum!" someone yelled.

"What a slut! What a hot, sleazy little cocksucker!" another voice added.

All at once Don couldn't stand still. Just as before he couldn't move, now he couldn't bear to stay. He turned on his heel, blundered out the door and down the hall. He heard more lewd comments as he stumbled through the living room and on out the front door. Even when he was in his car spinning down the road their voices kept echoing through his head. He couldn't stop them.

"Slut, cock-sucker, sleazy bitch," he repeated to himself, driving wildly. "Cunt, pussy, cock-sucking tramp."

He wasn't aware of heading anywhere, but soon he was pulling up in front of Val's apartment building. He parked clumsily, just missing the fender of a sports car sitting at the curb. Then he was dashing up the walkway, striding down the ball, pounding on Val's door with his fist. A neighbor two doors down stuck his head out into the hall and glared angrily at him.

Then Val was standing there on the threshold, holding the door open and staring at him with her wide blue eyes. Don gasped and gripped the door jamb. For she was standing there wearing nothing but her black garter belt and dark stockings, decked out for all the world to see like some whore or porno star. Her big tits jutting on her chest like melons, their nipples jutting up high to the ceiling.

"Don! I was just getting dressed to go out. Come on in. How good to see you." She ushered him inside and closed the door behind them. She followed him through to the living room, her ass cheeks flexing.

"Is that the way you always answer the fucking door?" he snapped. "You always… dress like a whore and open the door to strangers?"

She looked at him quickly. "But, Don, you're not a stranger."

"I might have been. You didn't know who the fuck it was. I guess it didn't matter, did it? One cock's as good as another to a cocksucking slut like you, isn't it?"

"Don, why are you being so mean? What's the matter with you?" she purred.

"And where the fuck were you planning on going tonight? Were you going downtown to pick up guys in bars, or were you going to make another porno movie for your asshole friend Sid?"

"You saw…" she began. So that was it. Don had seen the dirty tape Sid had made of her. She watched him pace around the room.

"Fucking right I saw. And about a dozen other guys besides. You're going to be real popular in school after this. You're going to have more cocks offered you than you can handle. What are you going to do about them? How will you handle them all?"

"Don…" she murmured, suddenly wishing she weren't all dressed up in black garter belt and stockings. She wished she was wasting a virginal white dress and no make-up. "What a jerk I've been! I thought we had something special. I thought you really liked me!"

"I do! I do really like you! But you said I could do what I wanted! You said you wanted me to have my freedom!"

"I didn't think you'd go off fucking and sucking three guys at the same time! I didn't think you'd let them make dirty movies with you! Jesus Christ!"

"Don, this is silly. Why don't we be friends?" she said.

She suddenly saw only one way out of this. There was only one way to stop him yelling at her and get her off the hook. She dropped to her knees on the carpet. She began fumbling with his belt and, fly.

"What the fuck are you doing? What is this?" he grunted.

He knew he should stop her. He wouldn't be able to argue with her with his pants to his knees and his cock in her mouth. But he did nothing.

"Let me suck you off," she whispered. "I don't want you to be upset. I'll suck you off and everything will be all right, you'll see."

His pants were open and she was shoving them down to his ankles. His shorts soon followed and she gripped his still half-hard cock and shucked it up and down in her fist. She gazed up at him with her big blue eyes, licked her lips, smiled at him. She had just applied make-up, and her bright red lips shone in a sexy oval.