History_16_My first GANGBANG ⇐ General

[Anonymous]

In this Story, all the events are also confused in time, and I will again “jump” from class to class, from summer to summer. The things I’m telling you about didn’t happen “immediately” or “suddenly”; they seemed to accumulate, “increase”, and became overgrown with new events and all sorts of rumors. All this led to the fact that it became more and more difficult to keep my “games” secret, and eventually they “found out” about me, and with recognition, my “popularity” began to grow. Let's take Irka too. She began to “show” me more and more often, and not only to Lida. And one day it turned out that 2 girls from Irka’s class became witnesses to our fun. And as they say, everything would have been fine if it weren’t for Lida, who was simply obsessed with her tickles, and Irka, who liked playing “in front of witnesses” more and more.
To save time, I won’t tell you how much it costs and how I ended up completely naked, I’ll go straight to the main thing - tickling, because they didn’t do anything else with me. You may ask, what is the “piquant moment” here? And the fact is that I got tired of that “wild” tickling. I peed myself right in front of everyone and did it right on the floor of Irka’s room.
Moreover, the girls did not immediately understand that I was peeing. By “inertia,” they tickled me for some time, and I continued to write and squirm under their hands. As a result, I got dirty in my own urine and pretty much “flooded” the floor in the room. And everything would probably have been fine, I almost managed to reduce everything “to a joke,” when Irka suddenly became very angry with me. Although why suddenly, you can just understand it.
Firstly, a “smell” immediately spread throughout the room, and the smell was so strong that even I didn’t like it. Secondly, I really messed up my friend’s room. After all, I peed even when the girls tickled me, and continued to urinate when they all “bounced” away from me. Moreover, trying to “save myself”, I “ran” out of the room on all fours, but no matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t hold the “juice” in myself, and left a wet “footprint” on the floor, literally across the entire room. Moreover, I never “crawled out” of the door and left a decent part of the puddle right at the threshold... Irka screamed very loudly, calling me and her friends names. “Fools. Finished. Stinking idiots..." And although it was only me who stank now, I was not the only one who was silent. Lida and those two classmates were silent, allowing her friend to speak out, waiting for her to calm down.
Irka’s stream of curses dried up after about 10 minutes. But the puddle didn’t go away from me, and my friend unexpectedly came up with a punishment for me. She made me clean up after herself in her room. Moreover, she did not ask me to get out, but rather ordered me to do it. But the most important thing was that I cleaned her room naked. At first, Lida still tried to help me, but then she returned to the other girls and “from the shore” watched how I did everything. Now I won’t tell you all the details of the cleaning, I’ll just say that for some reason everything that was happening excited me very much. I was also very worried that I was still completely naked in front of my friends, who no longer “played” with me, but I, naked, did ordinary, “everyday” things. I lean over the bucket to wet and then wring out the rag. “Doggystyle” to wash the floor, because Irka did not provide me with any mop. I go out into the yard naked and pour out the dirty water, and then I get fresh water from the water pump, and I come back to continue cleaning... And I do all this naked. Looking ahead, or vice versa, going back, I myself was already confused, I will only say that now I started playing like this very often. Only not “indoors”, but in the fresh air, namely on the beach. This sneaky Lida, and Irka herself, used every opportunity to somehow “play” with me. Rumors spread about me, and absolutely “left-wing” girls began to come to the beach, who wanted to make sure with their own eyes that everything they were told about me was not fiction, and that I really was like that. And if in the summer, after finishing 9th grade, the “new kids” only looked, then the next summer, the matter did not end with just “showing”. Very often, especially when my “retinue” was not around, and I was alone on the river, without Svetka and Irka, “strange” girls gave themselves free rein, and I could no longer refuse anything. Of course, they weren’t particularly impudent, but they could easily “ask” me to go with them to the rocks to wring out their wet swimsuits. It got to the point where, almost at the snap of my fingers, I jumped to my feet and obediently walked to the rocks, accompanied by a “new” girl, and often there was more than one of them. Moreover, the “new girl” no longer even pretended that we had come to press our swimsuits. Usually I either immediately stripped naked, or still expected a direct order from the girl, but as soon as I found myself naked, the “new girl” immediately began the “inspection.” Moreover, the girls themselves almost never undressed, but I did everything naked in front of them. “Walk forward…. Go back… Turn around…. Spread your legs... Bend over... Put your hands behind your back... Raise your hands behind your head and behind the back of your head... Get on all fours... Stand on your knees". Now I won’t tell you in detail how I felt when I heard such orders from the “new girl”. I will only say that in principle I liked to obey, and I followed commands almost immediately, because I understood that after everything that had already happened, I simply did NOT have the RIGHT to refuse. Also, the “new girl” almost always touched me. She didn’t paw, although that happened, but she touched. One could just run her fingertips over my body. Well, she likes to draw patterns” on my chest and stomach, so that I can cover myself or pull her hands away. Another could simply “pok” me with her fingers. In the same stomach, and in my chest. She could turn my back to her and “poke” me under my shoulder blades or in my bare butt. The third one liked to just feel my breasts and butt, because she was “caught” by my “bulges”. With a girl like this, I was already starting to get turned on, feeling her hands on my chest, on my butt and between my legs. It's a pity I never finished with them, but it was still very nice. This “game” even had a name – “Pick Up”. Those. the girls “took” me to the rocks and played with me there. Even my “girl mafia” started using this term. Svetka, or Irka, on those days when they didn’t show up on the beach, they always asked me “Who PICKED you up today?”, and I honestly told about everything. Although I didn’t need to tell, because the “new kids” almost always, at the first opportunity, told me what they did to me on the rocks. But the most “fat” always happened when only “dedicated” girls gathered on the shore. For example, Lida started tickling me, Irka immediately supported her, then another girl joined or even more than one, depending on who was nearby at the time, and they tickled me in a “crowd” until I peed right there, as they say, under myself.
And soon, my friends generally stopped “worrying” about such a trifle as other girls “know” about me, or seeing such games for the first time. Moreover, they began to take me much further from our place, and the tickling game, or any other game, was already taking place there. Moreover, the girls really liked to undress me “on the way.” As soon as we moved a decent distance away from people, they immediately ordered me to undress, and then I walked along the shore, completely naked. Moreover, my friends even took my swimsuit out of my hands, so that I wouldn’t even think about disobeying them. Damn, I didn't even mean to. In general, I could put my hands behind my back, and walked along the shore just like that, imagining that I was a captive who was completely at the mercy of my conquerors. But captive or captive, I always fought back with fury. Well, who wouldn’t fight back when two, three, or even four pairs of hands tickle you? I myself no longer wanted to “rock the boat,” but my instincts were stronger, and my body itself reacted to the tickling.
Therefore, in order to immobilize me, the girls very often tied me up. In the place where we played like that, scanty trees grew, almost right next to the shore, so they tied me to these “bushes”. Most often just legs. They laid me on my back, and lifted my legs a little and tied me by the ankles in the thickest branch. My hands might not even be tied. They just stretched me out on the sand, and one, but usually two girls held my wrists very tightly. And even if they tied my hands, it was not from behind, but from the front. And only then, they lifted my hands behind my head, thus crucifying me on the sand. Firstly, it was easier to hold me this way, and secondly, in a stretched form, my armpits, sides, and my ribs remained completely open, and the tickling in this case was the most severe. Having completely immobilized me, the girls began the game. Someone was tickling my bare feet. Because my legs, by the ankles, were tied to a tree, I could not escape, but only began to kick harder, and then the “tormentor” could sit on my bare thighs, not stopping the torture for a second. Other girls tickled my stomach, sides, and of course my armpits. Such “caresses” could last for five minutes or 10 minutes. They left me alone only when I began to write for myself, or when I was attacked by hiccups. Moreover, I could hiccup for a very long time, sometimes almost to the point of spasms. Really, this is a “bug” in my body. You really have to give your friends credit. If they saw that my hiccups were not going away, then the tickling immediately stopped, and they quickly gave me mineral water to drink from a bottle...

We also played tickling in the yard, especially in the evenings, but such games happened very, very rare. The fact is that in the yard, the whole point of the game was that in exchange for stopping the “torture,” I would agree to completely undress and sit naked on the bench. But very often, there were either boys or “left-wing people” in general, and in front of them, thank God, my friends didn’t play like that.
I also got a new nickname, or nickname. "Small." That’s what absolutely all the girls called me now. You ask “So what?” And the fact that both my peers and girls who were younger than me called me that, and “much” younger. It’s one thing when my classmate says “Little” to me, and quite another when a girl from the 9th or even the 8th grade addresses me like that. Damn, even a summer ago, I would have smeared that “small fry” on the wall for such “liberty”, but now... And now I was even excited by the fact that younger girls said “Little” to me, thereby immediately increasing their status, and before I even started the conversation, I was already “submitting” to them. It especially turned me on when a “dedicated” girl said “Little” to me in front of her friends who were “out of business.” I really liked looking at their muzzles stretched out in surprise when their classmate turned to me with the words “Little girl, will you come for a walk with us today?” And I, a high school student, not only wasn’t indignant at this “small fry” approach to me, but obediently said that I would come, or refused, explaining the reason.
I also want to clarify that I didn’t have much sex as such with girls. More precisely, there is a lot of sex, but I can count the girls with whom I “was” on my fingers. Lida, her peer Yana, and several of Irka’s girlfriends, that’s basically all the girls with whom I had sex as such. There was plenty of sex with them, but the rest “watched” more, and humiliated me during “general” games. And one day, an incident happened that completely changed the attitude towards me.
It all started with the fact that I lost a wish to Svetka and she ordered me to “push” my swimsuit on the rocks until she told me that’s enough . Damn, I remember very well the surprise and misunderstanding of the “strange” girls when they watched me come up with “excuses” for why I was still standing naked in front of them and not getting dressed.
That time there were a lot of us. No less than 7-8 people. I myself, my friends, Svetka, Irka, and even Tanya, there was Lida with her classmate, and three or four other “stranger” girls, all of completely different ages. There weren’t any particularly “small” ones. We never took anyone like that with us, but that time we had with us those three strange girls, for whom everything that was happening was new. But the most important thing is that Christina was among the “strangers”. She just came to visit someone yesterday, and today she was on the beach with us for the first time. For this “leftist” girl, who, in principle, happened to be next to us that day, the “swimsuit push-up ritual” was new and incomprehensible, and she reacted to everything completely unexpectedly.
The fact is that all the girls had already put on swimsuits a long time ago, and only I, remembering my friend’s order, still remained naked. A minute passed, then another... five minutes passed, and I was still standing naked in front of everyone and didn’t even try to put on a swimsuit. The girls, who were aware of the unwritten rules, grinned in unison and silently examined me, waiting for me to continue. But the “strangers” simply could not hide their amazement and lack of understanding of what was happening now. They couldn’t understand why the older girl didn’t get dressed and didn’t go anywhere, but just stood there and waited for what would happen next.
Seeing the confusion of the new girls, and in order to further enhance the “effect,” Irka began to comment on everything that was happening. And she did it in such a way that I became even more the center of attention. My friend started making remarks that simply provoked all the girls to talk only about me. “Is it true that our Dombazova’s boobs and butt have grown compared to last summer?”, “Is it true that Dombazova has grown a lot and her legs have become even longer?”...
Questions and remarks from Irka rained down non-stop, and suddenly , absolutely unexpectedly for everyone, this Christina asked
- “Can I watch it?”.
Continuing the game, Ira immediately said a “meaningless” phrase
- “Of course! Why is Dombazova here!”
But Christina understood this phrase in her own way. She came close to me and began to brazenly examine me.
“Turn around!” She briefly ordered me, and I immediately obeyed her order.
I don’t know why, but I turned around several times in front of her around her so that she could properly examine me from both front and back.
Christina was very pleased, and immediately asked the next question
- “Is she your “Chick”?
Irka again , automatically, answered “Yes,” and Christina didn’t ask anything else, but only communicated with me through short orders. This girl came from the village and was a village girl in literally everything. From its appearance to its rustic simplicity, or arrogance. I will never again hear anyone put into the word “Chick” exactly the meaning that Christina understood by it. For her, “Chick” meant an “available” girl who agreed to everything. I think that it was precisely these girls in their village that they called this word.
- “Don’t mess around anymore!” - Christina stopped me and immediately added. - “I want to look at you!” I stopped, and she immediately grabbed my bare chest with her hands. Out of surprise, I jerked on instincts alone. After all, until this moment, none of the “strange” girls had openly groped me in front of everyone, and then suddenly this happened.
- “You took your hands off!” - Christina slapped me several times on the hands with which I tried cover my nipples, and forcing me to obey, she continued to spank me, hitting my bare chest at the same time. Now I can’t say exactly why I stood in front of her then and allowed her to do such things to me. She didn't beat me or threaten me with violence. But I did not resist, did not leave, but voluntarily began to obey the “stranger” and arrogant girl. I can only add that I was then overwhelmed with such a range of feelings that it simply cannot be expressed in words. Shame, even disgrace for everything that is happening, for the fact that everything is happening literally before the eyes of my friends and girls I just know. I understood how I looked now, I understood that I was consciously submitting and humiliating myself now. But I couldn’t do anything with myself, because excitement and lust overpowered all the other “pros and cons”... Well, also, the way Christina gave me her orders also played a role. She didn’t “little” me, didn’t convince me, didn’t give any arguments. She simply ordered, using force, and not physical force. She completely suppressed me psychologically and behaved with me as if she had every right to do so. And most likely, she already had some experience of communicating with “chicks” in her village.. When I finally removed my hands, Christina ordered me to jump on the spot. I think she wanted to see how my tits would jiggle while doing this. But then I had small breasts. I still have it very neat, but then... The only decoration of my tits were the nipples sticking out forward, and it was by the nipples that Christina grabbed me, “forcibly” squeezing them with her fingers.
On instincts, I again wanted to grab her hands, but received a humiliating slap from her, only this time not on my bare chest, but on my cheeks and muzzle. One slap, then another, a third... - “Hands at your sides! Hands down!” Christina commanded and I had no choice but to carry out her order. I stretched out “in line” in front of her, keeping my hands at my sides.
As if showing the other girls her superiority over me, showing what a “Chick” I am, Christina immediately began to twist my nipples. Thank you for at least doing it without hurting me, but only to humiliate me even more in front of my friends. - “What, do you like it this way? Do you like it when it’s rude? - Christina had a special accent and she very strongly O (kala) in words where this letter was
- “Well, I don’t hear?! Do you like it or not?”, seeking recognition from me, Christina twisted my nipples a little harder and I immediately agreed.
- “I like it. I like it very much,” I whispered
“Then get on your knees now!” Come on, don't pretend to be decent! Get down on your knees in front of everyone!” Damn... From her commanding voice with an accent, from her commands, I was in some kind of euphoria. And the fact that I was forced to carry out her biting and categorical orders in front of the audience simply excited me to the limit.
In front of everyone, I knelt down in front of Christina and she silently reveled in her triumph for about a minute. She even moved a little to the side so that the other girls could enjoy the “picture” and see with their own eyes how naked I am now on my knees.
Only 5 minutes later, Christina again came close to me and took me by the hair , pulled my face to her pubis. With my face buried between her legs, I did nothing “there.” I didn’t kiss her, I didn’t taste her with my tongue, and she was in a swimsuit. I just knelt in front of her and buried my face in her pussy, inhaling her smell. The smell of the girl mixed with the smell of river water and for some reason, “mud”... After a couple of minutes, Christina pushed me away from her, and so that I could not turn away, she grabbed my chin with her hand.
- “Who are you? Speak loudly so everyone can hear! Who are you? Well!”, Christina strictly demanded of me and I obeyed again
- “I am a “Chick.” “I’m your “Chick,” - although quietly, I said very clearly, but Christina made me clarify
- “Only mine, or everyone? Are you mine, or are you common?”
Damn, after these words, I was no longer aware of what I was doing. Excitement and lust completely drowned out the remnants of common sense in me.
- “I’m common!”, I said loudly, and even clarified, “I’m a common Chick and belong to everyone!”
- “Paw!” “,” Christina said, not addressing anyone in particular, and the girls’ hands immediately reached out to me. Moreover, not only “strangers” began to touch me, but also “our own” people, who, like me, were at the peak of excitement. Having gotten used to the fact that my friends usually start tickling me, I tried to move their hands away from me, but immediately received a shout from Christine.
- “Don’t shut yourself up! Hands off! Hands behind your head!”
Continuing to kneel, I raised my hands and put them behind my head.
Christina was very pleased with my obedience. She came up to me again and patted my cheek with her hand, and I didn’t even try to move away from her.
- “Good Chick! Look how he listens!” Christina stated the obvious with a grin and again told everyone – “Paw!” Damn, what started here. 8 pairs of girls’ hands immediately reached out to me, touching me for absolutely everything they wanted. My face and my lips, my neck and shoulders, my breasts and nipples, my stomach and bare thighs…. There probably isn’t a single centimeter left on my body that girls haven’t groped. Some of them touched me carefully, even carefully, some touched me brazenly, “with force”... I was simply not able to “remember” everyone, and understand who exactly, and most importantly, what part of the body, me now paws. Yes, it didn’t matter to me. I stood in the most shameful position possible. Naked, on her knees in front of everyone, with her hands behind her head.
But I didn’t have time to finish right away. Because one of the girls suddenly shouted, “Someone is coming here!”, and all the girls immediately left me alone. For some time everyone waited for the vacationers to pass by, I was even able to get to my feet, but as soon as the danger had passed, everyone turned their attention to me again. - “What kind of arbitrariness?! Who gave you permission to stand up, TelOchka?! Back in position! Quickly!” Christina shouted at me.
I didn’t need to ask twice, and I again knelt down in front of everyone and put my hands behind my head. The girl came close to me and unexpectedly slapped me on my bare chest. The slap was not very strong, rather offensive. But out of surprise, I grabbed her hand.
- “Take your hands away!” - Christina immediately demanded of me and I obeyed
- Just stop!” - I received the following order from her , and her blows immediately fell on me. Not even blows. And the spankings. And not very strong. But there were a lot of them, and Christina spanked me non-stop. Most of all, she spanked me on my bare chest: from above, from below, from the side... The girl kept delivering new blows and the sound of the spankings turned almost into a “melody.” - “Does anyone else want to try?” she suddenly asked, and a line immediately lined up for me.
Damn, everyone spanked me then. And even my “mafia”, Tanya, Sveta and Irka, did this.
At some point, one of the girls suggested that I kiss their hands after each spank, but now I can’t say who ordered me to do this, “my” girls or those two “strangers”, but what was this offer not from Christina, that's for sure. But the girls couldn’t immediately implement offer, so another “naughty thing” happened again and everyone I had to wait until the danger passed. And for some reason the niggle this time was longer. I myself did not see what was happening there on the path under the rocks; I was “pushed” deeper into the crevice so that strangers could not see. And I waited out the danger naked. But as soon as the “nix” ended, everyone turned their attention to me again. - “Do you want to cum?” - Christina suddenly asked me
- “I want,” I whispered quietly, but Christina didn’t like it
- “What are you whispering there?! Speak louder so everyone can hear you! Do you want to cum, TelOchka?”
- “I want to!” I want to cum!”, I shouted in one breath
But Christina continued to humiliate me
- “Are you going to cum yourself, or should we help you?”
- “It’s up to you all to decide,” - unexpectedly for everyone, I answered... Damn, what started here. One of the girls “screamed” that I definitely needed help, and that I couldn’t handle it on my own. Others said that I should “masturbate” myself, and they would look at all this...
They would probably argue for a long time, but I myself sat with my bare butt right on the small stones, and spreading my legs as wide as possible to the sides, I began to caress myself . For some time there was complete silence in the “crevice”, and then the girls began to order me around during the interruption, or, well, direct my hands. And after some time, I no longer paid attention to their orders, and soon, or maybe it didn’t happen too quickly, because I completely lost track of time, not only did I seem to fall out of reality. But be that as it may, I began to cum, and as always happens to me at the moment of “extreme”, for some time I simply “lost consciousness”...
When I finally woke up and opened my eyes, I saw that the girls they stand around me and look at me “stupidly”.
- “Become a cancer!” came a new order from Christina and I again had to obey.
Given my condition, I quickly got on all fours in front of everyone. I expected that Christina, or one of the girls, would start caressing me again, touching me between my legs, spanking my butt in front of everyone... But Christina, absolutely unexpectedly, took it and gave me a “shit.” Not strong. She, as if spanking my bare bottom with her foot, showed everyone the full extent of my “fall.” But on instinct, I immediately tried to jump to my feet. I even managed to escape “from the circle,” but Christina’s imperious shout made me stop.
- “Where did you run! Back on all fours! Become a cancer and let's get back into position!”
I turned to face everyone, sank to my knees, then got on all fours and, like a dog, returned to the place from which I had just run away. And as soon as I “crawled” past Christina, she told me to stop and hit me again. Only this time the “asshole” was both stronger and more painful. In total, she managed to hit me exactly three times, and then invited the others to do the same. Christina took a couple of steps away from me, and then beckoned me with her finger
- “Come here!” - the girl spread her legs to the sides, and again ordered, “Put your head between my thighs!” Well, do it!
Christina “opened” her thighs even wider, but as soon as I stuck my head between them, she suddenly squeezed her legs, and did it so hard that my face was simply in a “vice.”
-“Don’t rock the boat! Do you understand?!” - Christina stood facing the other girls, and I was facing the other girls, so I just didn’t see to whom she dropped the next phrase
- “Come on, you’re the first! Hit her asshole!”.., without unclenching her hips and holding me in the doggy style position, Christina bent over and patted my bare butt several times with her palm. But as soon as she straightened up, one of the girls immediately kicked me in the place where her hands had spanked me just a second ago... No one else hit me. Unexpectedly, one of the girls again shouted “Nice! Someone is coming here!”... and literally all the girls immediately ran back to the shore. Yes, everyone ran away, and I stood up and started looking for my swimsuit with my eyes. When I went down to the river, Christina and the two “stranger” girls were no longer on the shore... Something like this….