Thanking the Patrons (now with story!) (Patreon)

“F-fuck!”

With a final thrust the 41st patreon supporter buried his bloated member deep into Krispy’s gaping pussy and unloaded, hot sticky semen shooting into her womb and mixing with the dozens upon dozens of other loads that had been left inside of her. On the other side of the partition that separated her ass from her upper body, she let out an exhausted moan, trembling inner muscles spasming from the multiple orgasms that had ripped through her body that night. 

It was an idea born out of the desperate and horny mind of a recently turned 20 year old artist, an artist who specialized in helping others in their quest for lust. Everyday she would pick up the pen and her well used tablet and get to work, churning out drawings of people being violated in the most depraved ways possible. Sometimes it was random characters she would think up to put to the paper. But more often than not it was depictions of herself that ended up in her lewd galleries. 

Every night afterwards she would log online to read her supporters praises and compliments. But more than just compliments drew Krispy to her server though. Some nights she would ask about what each patron feels about her art, what compels them to take their hands to their engorged flesh and stroke rapidly to her artwork until they spilled their seed. Each answer would make her blush, and her insides flutter. Fingers would find their way down to her most private of places, stroking, teasing, penetrating, covering themselves in her juices until great spasms of pleasure would wrack her body. This continued for quite some time. 

As the 42nd patron lined up to take his fill, her mind wandered back to the time she received that email notifying her of the millionth dollar reached on the patreon fund. Flush with excitement and cash, drunk with happiness, she decided right then and there to schedule her very first orgy, for what better way to thank her most loyal of supporters by offering up her own body? Her hands trembled with anticipation as she sent out and received health reports from the participants, and on the bus as she rode out to her rented hotel room.

“Hnnnnnnn!” She bit her lip as the thick member slid roughly into her sticky cum soaked opening, easily pushing all the way into her cervix. She heard a loud cry of pleasure emanating from the patron.

“Oh fuck Krispy, your pussy feels just as good as I’d imagined!” 

She responds, a slight huffing underpinning her sentences as she is rocked back and forth as the patron begins rapidly pounding her ass.

“I’d bet you fantasized about fucking me for a loooong time. I certainly did.”

“Hell yeah! Mmmm I know your loving this you fucking whore. All these men cumming inside you.”

“Y-yes, please cum in me tooooo!”

When the first patron had arrived, they helped her set up the partition, and helped her get undressed too. Krispy attempted an awkward seductive stripping at first but ended up fumbling it, tripping over her panty. The pure innocence of the moment endeared to the patrons and they all gently laughed with her as they helped her into the partition. There was plenty of foreplay to put her into the right mood, hands roaming all over her body, twisting nipples and kneading small breasts, tongues darting into her lower lips as her lithe body is locked in place. When the first dick slowly slid itself into her, Krispy had all but been begging to be taken. The pace was steady and manageable at first, but as more and more men showed up it quickly sped up, men cumming into her pussy and anus one after another until her holes were stretched out wide and loose, hot sticky semen drooling out in a stream of wet love. 

The final patron shuddered as he gripped Krispy’s ass and began rapidly fucking her in a blur of motion. On the other side a low keening wail emanated from beyond her lips, face contorted and tongue lolling out as her entire body vibrates in sheer pleasure. Finally the 42nd patron cums, slamming deep into her one last time before pulling out. Krispy’s pussy and ass are caked in sticky ejaculate, cum dribbling out of her gaping and abused holes. She sighs in exhaustion as she is helped out. One naked patron hands her a towel to dry off.

“Thank you.” She says.

“Well, how was it?” He asks as she wipes away the drying cum.

A low smile crawls across her face.

“Just like a fantasy.”