One Hell of an After Party (Patreon)

It's time for another commission about a real life person acting in a way they never would in reality lol. I was gonna post this when it was first finished a month ago but never got around to it. Now it's a perfect compliment to the Elastigirl story I just wrote so I might as well slap it up here!

On any given night McGinley's pub saw it's fair share of customers. While not a hot spot of any sort it did well enough to survive comfortably. But whenever Comic Con rolled around its proximity to the internationally popular convention temporarily made it the go to spot for post con drinking. During the second to last night the entire place had been reserved for a sort of after party by one of the companies, all but ensuring it was filled wall to wall with eager attendees looking to get drunk and socialize. Once such reveler had been invited personally by the host of event and was quickly learning just how popular she was among the cosplay enthusiasts present. Meg Turney wasn't much of a drinker and certainly hadn't been eager to spend more money after the convention. Luckily for her drop dead gorgeous women were in short supply at the predominantly male party so she was practically overwhelmed with drinks the moment she stepped inside. Not to mention all the men eager to flirt with her, seemingly oblivious to the fact that she had a boyfriend. Still, there wasn't any reason she couldn't enjoy some of the more fruity beverages the savvier men sent her way. It certainly beat paying for them herself!

Even just sipping the drinks metaphorically pouring in was enough to get her tipsy within the first twenty minutes or so. When a group of tall, athletic men stepped into the party and noticed her things near instantly ramped up to eleven. The group of slightly intimidating and muscular as hell men instantly closed in around her with a confidence that was both alluring and disarming. They started offering her a selection of harder liquors mostly neat or occasionally on the rocks. Meg tried to refuse them but the combination of their overpowering presence and her own steadily lowering inhibitions proved to be her downfall. Little by little she started flirting back with them, enjoying the surprisingly witty back and forth. There really wasn't any harm in a bit of lighthearted teasing. Especially not when the guys gave as good as they got. She did her best to keep her wits about her throughout but that proved more difficult with every mouthful of gin, whiskey, or vodka she had. Events ever so subtly shifted from casual flirtation conversation into far heavier, barely contained passions. Much of it was instigated by her though the seeds had been planted by the jocks since the moment they started plying her with alcohol. Meg didn't even realize things had changed until the neck of her shirt was sliding past her face and her bra was being unclasped. By then it was far too late for anything to be done.

In the blink of an eye she was completely topless, her perky tits free to be ogled by everyone in at the party. Naturally getting her shirt off was merely the first step and one of the guys didn't waste any time grabbing her breasts from behind. As he fondled and groped her chest two others wrapped their lips around her puffy, pink nipples. They both started sucking and biting at her hard enough to make her wince and moan at the same time. The man suckling on her left pulled and stretched her nipple while the fellow on the right pushed in as he nibbled on her entire areola. Not quite able to understand how she'd gotten to that point and too tipsy to do much about it Meg could only whimper at the stimulation and blush furiously with embarrassment. More and more people were watching her get tits get sucked, many of the moving in for a closer look. All of a sudden she realized the detriment to being the only hot chick at an all male party. But it was that exact disparity in genders the athlete's were planning on taking advantage of. They remained focused on her tits far longer than she expected. To the point that her panties were almost completely soaked through and the rest of her body was quivering uncontrollably by the time they pulled away. Meg tried to move away from them in a final attempt to spare her modesty. She might as well have been attempting to push over a brick wall.

The hands that had been roughly playing with her breasts leapt to her shoulders and pushed her to the floor. Her knees had barely connected with the wood and already four enormous cocks were suddenly in her face. Each one by itself was the biggest she'd ever seen and when they all sat side by side it was nothing short of overwhelming. The smell of sweat and precum alone was enough to overwhelm her senses. Not to mention how each one was too big to stand up right and could only throb sluggishly mere inches from her face. More than a little intimidated by their sheer size Meg didn't react fast enough for the athlete's liking. So the man directly in front of her took matters into his own hands. He grabbed his dick and the back of her head in one sudden motion. Both met an instant later as she was unceremoniously shoved onto his dick. Several inches slid into her mouth faster than she could comprehend and it wasn't until it was nearly halfway down her throat that her body caught up. Meg started gagging and convulsing around the huge shaft choking the air out of her to little avail. He didn't stop or even slow down despite her wild spasms until his balls were resting against her chin. Her eyes slowly rolled back in her head while her throat bulged and strained with the effort of merely having his prick inside her. That struggle was made even harder when he started thrusting.

Spit and precum trickled from the corners of her overstuffed mouth as the athlete fucked her face in earnest. It didn't matter how hard it was for her to breath or how tightly her throat contracted his dick always plunged balls deep inside of her mouth at the peak of every thrust. The more she tried to pull away for even a second's pause the harder he seemed to slam forward. Both he and everyone else watching were clearly loving every second of the forced, sticky blowjob she was giving to him. Meg didn't have any idea how long he planned to go for or how close he was to cumming. The only thing she could truly be certain of was just how little air was reaching her frazzled brain. It was getting more difficult to see by the second, not the the sight of tanned skin and abs ever changed much. She was all but certain even if she did pass out they would continue on without her. And she didn't want to miss whatever they had planned next. The circumstances certainly weren't ideal or the kind she'd have sought out but in the heat of the moment Meg couldn't deny a sort of animalistic pleasure coming from the whole affair. Or perhaps that was simply the uncharacteristically powerful ache in her, as of yet, untouched pussy.

Just as she was teetering dangerously close to passing out on his dick the jock pulled out and Meg took her first proper breath in almost a full minute. She gasped and sputtered as fluids dripped from her open mouth. The fat, wet cock she'd been sucking on was still pressed against her face like a constant reminder of what she still had to do. It vanished after she'd recovered enough to look up at all the men waiting to use her. Two fresh cock filled her vision and it was obvious the men they belonged to had no interest in waiting their turn. The swollen heads of both dicks were pushed into her mouth with an almost rehearsed ease. Since she could barely fit one all the way into her throat both of them barely made it past Meg's tongue but they used every centimeter of purchase they could. She tried to stymie the flow of spit that trickled from her awkwardly stretched and open lips but only succeeded in sucking down more of the precum they were pumping into her. Neither of them could thrust very much with the other one also stuffing her face yet they still managed to find a way to assert control. Clutching a fistful of her hair one of the athletes started bobbing her up and down their members in small, jerky movements. The result was as comical as it was successful, both men groaning with mutual pleasure.

They probably would have continued like that until climax if one of the jocks had spoken up. Meg couldn't hear what he said but she certainly noticed the result. All of a sudden the two cocks she was inexpertly blowing vanished and her entire body was being lifted into the air. She was planted on the bar nearby and her jeans, panties, shoes, socks, and any other remaining clothing was torn away by several different hands. The men took a moment to admire her sopping wet pussy, her perfectly shaved little cunt practically glittering in the dim light thanks to all the juices still seeping out from between her tight little lips. As soon as they were done yet another guy stepped forward and slid three fingers into her cunt like it was nothing. Meg was so turned on from everything else his digits slid in without the slightest bit of trouble. Even the fourth had little difficulty wriggling inside. She squealed and panted like a bitch in head as he started pumping them in and out, subtly curling his fingers towards his palm while they were inside her pussy. Several other hands gripped her legs and arms, keeping her from moving too much or even falling off the bar entirely. 

So natural were his movements she almost didn't notice his thumb coyly join in the fun, his entire fist suddenly pressing against her stretched and quivering opening. Meg whimpered louder than ever, alternating between sitting up and lying flat against the polished wood while he steadily pushed his hand against her slit. Bit by bit it found its way into her sex, the greedy walls of her cunt slowly sucking him deeper. The hardest part ot fit was his broad, slightly calloused knuckles. They strained against her tight snatch more than anything else. Luckily her partner was nothing if not persistent and after nearly fifteen seconds of continuous motion it finally disappeared into her pussy. With that finally barrier surpassed the rest of his fist vanished in an instant, sliding up to the wrist within her cunt before it finally stopped. Letting out her loudest moan yet Meg bucked her hips against him and quivered from head to toe. None of them could possibly know being fisted had been one of her longest running fantasies. Having that particular dream fulfilled in a room full of men all eagerly jerking off to the sight of her naked body was almost the perfect compliment to the pleasure she was feeling. It was certainly too much for her overloaded brain to properly handle. In the midst of her frantic gasping she sat up to stare down at the hand buried inside her pussy as if to confirm it was really happening. The moment her eyes actually saw a stranger's wrist leading into her filled cunt it was all over.

Falling back against the bar in a heap Meg screamed loud enough to make several people wince. Her body went into a frenzy of uncontrollable, instinctual movements as ecstasy washed over her. At the peak of her pleasure a jet of crystal clear, sweet smelling juices erupted from her pussy like water from a broken pipe. It sprayed straight up into the air, the twitching of her hips angling it back just enough to cause much of her squirt to come splashing down across her naked body. Somehow most of it seemed to land squarely across her naked tits and crimson face, only a smattering touching the rest of her or the surrounding furniture. Another, much smaller spray joined the first but it barely reached her belly. A third trickle emerged a few seconds later, forced out by the continued twitching of her slit. His fist remained inside her for the duration of her orgasm but was swiftly and roughly pulled out as soon as she stopped shaking. To her delight it was replaced by one of their massive cocks, the gaping mess that was her vagina easily stretched wide enough for such a heavy member. Meg propped herself up as best she could to watch it happen for as long as she was able. Once again she was caught off guard by their plans. Instead of grabbing her legs and thrusting inside he pulled her bodily off the bar and dropped her onto his dick like she was toy. She moaned wildly as it plunged up into the very deepest parts of her body, her arms closing around his broad shoulders in a weak attempt to slow her rapid descent. His prick slid all the way to the entrance of her womb and stopped only because of her cervix. The impact of it against such a sensitive area nearly made her faint. When he grabbed her waist and pushed her down anyways she actually started to pass out.

For a moment her cervix managed to repel his cock and keep at least one part of Meg's body untouched by their dicks. But like the rest of her it simply couldn't hold out forever. His dick blasted through the resistance and slid into her womb only a few seconds after it first entered her. After piercing her cervix and burying his entire shaft inside her pussy the jock quickly started fucking her in earnest, smartly realizing there was no need to start anywhere else after all that fun. Still overcome by the experience of it all Meg went limp and collapsed backwards. She probably would have slumped against the bar if not for another athlete standing behind her. He was more interested in the lower half of her body than the upper so she still collided with him quite hard, of course she was the only one to show it. His focus was on her tight buttocks and the second hole hidden between them. The tip of his cock pressed against her asshole for maybe a second before he too pushed the entire length of his dick inside her. With nothing to stop it his shaft was able to slide balls deep in one mighty push. Meg's quiet preference for assplay was quickly and loudly revealed to everyone watching just from how easily he was able to enter her backdoor. Once she started moaning they knew for certain how much of an anal slut she really was. A haze of sexual bliss enveloped her mind as they both fucked her in unison. They weren't strangers to double teaming a girl and it showed with every thrust of their cocks. Neither the first two nor any of the others that replaced them actually came in the beginning. It seemed like the were more intent on trying out both of her holes for themselves and passing her around like a bong than actually blowing their loads. Soon the rest of the bar joined in and she was treated to a proper cumshot from many of the less controlled patrons.

As the night marched on Meg was given the chance to become intimately acquainted with every cock in the bar again and again and again. She was bent over, thrown across, or poured into every piece of furniture that could aid in fucking her. By the end of the night there wasn't surface inside McGinley's that hadn't felt her naked, writhing body. Or a man who hadn't enjoyed several rough, grunting rounds with her. Every hole was stuffed full of cock and no part of her went unused for more than a few minutes. Once or twice an enterprising stranger had even used her feet to get off. Though most of their attention as focused on more conventional places for a man to shove his cock. Like any party the fervor died down slowly but surely as the night wore on. Perhaps it was because of her role as a cocksleeve for that evening or simply her own undeniable enjoyment of that role but it seemed to take much much longer than it should've for the party to wind to a close. Staring around the dimly lit pub through her cum drenched hair, when her face wasn't being violated, she could see the crowd thinning out. And yet still her body was fucked, spanked, gaped, and glazed with a frequency that seemed to defy any logic or reason.

Gradually a kind of sex crazed stupor descended over her mind. The pure carnal pleasure continued while any other rational thought faded into oblivion. The men using her had been looking for an obedient slut to satisfy them and after several hours of unrelenting sex they were finally starting to get one. Too bad it was just a bit too late for the majority of the patrons in attendance. Getting the chance to abuse a famous cosplayer was one none of them had wanted to pass up. Eventually a point came where the throbbing dick buried inside her ass blew it's load and retreated but nothing replaced it anywhere on her body. Mumbling something past the copious amounts of jizz still flooding her mouth Meg tried to lift herself off the table she was sprawled over. Her efforts failed almost instantly and she fell back against the wood with a wet splat. It looked like all of them were finally done with her, macho grunts of approval and disparaging remarks replacing the perverted catcalls from earlier. Consciousness quickly started to fade as the thrill and surreality of the situation died down a little. Her eyes shut completely a few seconds later as she drifted off into the peaceful sleep of utter satisfaction.

Had she any lucidity left before she passed out Meg might have tried to cover her nude, sweat drenched body or close her spread open legs. Thick streams of cum from dozens of different men bubbled out of her asshole and cunt, pooling on the once immaculate wood supporting her. Even with the gooey mess of her own juices and all the jizz smeared across her holes anyone could plainly see the damage that had been done to them by all the different cocks. Neither one looked like the tight, perfect little spots they'd started out as. They didn't even look like the deliberately messy aftermath seen during a porn shoot. Her stretched, gaping orifices appeared straight out of the extreme side of hentai and hand drawn erotica. When coupled with the fine glaze of semen across her tits, the liberal coating almost serving as makeup on her face, or the strands soaking into her ruined auburn hair she made for the perfect embodiment of the party's success in a single picture. Although the men still left in the bar certainly took more than one picture as a memento. Meg would certainly have plenty to deal with after she woke up, first and foremost being figuring out the paternity of the baby undoubtedly growing inside her at that very moment.