I've known Kelly quite a long time. She appears to be a normal girl, training to be a full time vet nurse and comes from a decent upbringing, but I know her like no one else does, and I know what goes on inside her head.
Kelly's family are proud of her, but have certain rules. There is no way that this conservative family would allow for any poor behaviour, or seeing their daughter in the wrong crowd.
The reason I know Kelly though, is because she loves to be on the wrong side of the beaten track. Kelly loves bad boys, she loves being manipulated and above all, loves fucking, sucking and cock generally. Kelly's addiction is so bad she dresses like a complete slut to go out. She is a size 10 but squeezes her 34Ds into size 8 dresses so she deliberately spills out for attention. Kelly Mather loves it, the stares she gets from jealous bitchy girlfriends, and the lustful stares of guys as she walks past, deliberately brushing her tits over people's chests, and her ample ass over crotches. She squeezes through gaps.
It got her into a situation last night. Dressed in a tiny pink dress she was working the dance floor as usual, hitching down her dress every other minute as it rode up her orange ass exposing her thong. A circle formed around her cheering her on and getting closer and closer. The group of black guys jeered and groped, but where any normal girl would get scared and try and escape, Kelly loved it and started showing them what she could do. Slut dropping down them... Later, as she made to leave, she waited outside, ready to hitch a cab when a blacked out range rover pulled up alongside and wound down the window. 4 of the guys from the clubs faces looked into her, and the door opened. Kelly looked around nervously but encouraged by them, and slightly threatened by them, she stepped into the car. The car screeched around the corner, heading out of town and took the back roads through the country towards her village. Not a word had been spoken inside, but Kelly topped up her makeup and made sure her hair looked amazing, adding extra thick lipstick. The car stopped. Without a word a phone camera went on, lighting up the inside and filming her. Loving a pose and pout, Kelly played up for it, and from behind the camera a dark face asked Kelly if she liked to try new things...
Seconds after nodding her head yes, she was pulled out of the car by the 2 guys in the back, bent over the bonnet and her legs pushed apart. Kelly felt her dress being pulled high over her ass and a finger trailing a line in between her legs. She tensed, but tried to relax. The sound of a zip being undone was familiar to Kelly, and she straightened her legs in her heels and pressed her tits into the bonnet. The guys, thinking she would resist we're surprised at her openness, and as she caught them off guard, she simply said... In this position I can only take one at a time... Come on now boys...
Each of the guys hands shot to their belts, undid them and let Kelly drop to her favourite squat. Hungrily she pulled out a monster cock, something she had never seen on a white guy and tried to stretch her young mouth around its head. Without warning her head was pushed deeper onto it and the camera recorded the muffled gags and moans of her stuffed mouth. In each hand fell 2 more massive dicks and behind her she could sense another guy tugging on his own dick. As her mouth was stuffed and hands urged to stroke them, Kelly felt the build up of sour tasting cum building up in her mouth. The first guy grunted, grabbed her hair and came in thick yellows pools down her throat, not letting Kelly breathe. Pulling out, he wiped the end of his dirty dick over her chin, before her head was pulled backwards to see a stream of cum jet out of the guy behind her, leaving a trail in her hair, and coating her make up covered face in thick gooey cum. Fucking bukkake slut, they hollered, 2 more dicks being lined up either side of Kelly's breathless face, they counted each other down from 5,4,3,2... Before jointly hitting and splashing Kelly's now ruined face. Laughing loudly, Kelly remembered the camera and tried to regain composure, licking up what she could.
The 4 guys backed at towards the car, telling Kelly to pose and stay as she was for the camera, before jumping into the car, shutting the doors and screeching off. Humiliated, painted and ruined, Kelly seemed unusually proud of herself as she rang me. Mark, you little bitch, I need you to come and pick me up. It's happened again...
