The sun was setting on a hot summer day in Los Angeles, California. The young seventeen-year-old Disney star Olivia Holt had just finished a workout at the new gym near her house. The session had lasted for around an hour and she felt like she had done enough work for the day.
The perky blonde toweled off the equipment she was using before grabbing her bag and heading towards the showers. The girl entered the locker room and quickly stripped herself of the sweat-stained clothes that clang to her slender body. Off came the pink tank top and the short black shorts that only went about an inch past the under-curve of her ass. The cotton panties and athletic bra went into the bag as well before she pulled out a clean white towel.
Olivia walked into the shower area and hung the towel up. She was confused as to why there was no curtain to cover her area like in other gyms but she figured that it was simply the "new thing" in gyms. Without a second thought, she turned the faucet on and let the warm water rain down on her energized body. She held her head under and massaged her scalp delicately with her fingers, washing any residue that may have been still present in her long blonde locks.
As she ran her hands down her stomach, she heard a splashing behind her. She turned her head to find a tall, completely naked black man with wide eyes staring at her. She was stunned at first but simply flashed the man a smile while making no effort to hide her body.
"Hi," she said with a smile.
"Uh, hey," the man said. "Any reason you're in the dudes shower?"
"Oh this is the men's showers?" she asked as she felt embarrassed that she failed to check before entering. "Oh well, you don't seem too bothered by it."
The man noticed the young blonde's eyes focused on his lower body. The sight of her beautiful nude form had gotten his ten inch cock rock solid. He looked down and saw his massive rod pointing towards her.
"I can't say I am," he said as he walked towards her. "You look young, how old are you?"
"Seventeen," she said with a smile. "I'm Olivia, what's your name?" she asked, her eyes still on his massive cock.
"Marcus."
"Marcus, can I touch your penis?" she asked with a sparkle in her eyes. "I won't tell…and I'll scream 'rape' if you say no."
Marcus looked her glistening body up and down, feeling more of his blood rush to his love pole. He took more steps towards the girl until his six-pack abs were pressing against her flat stomach. He bent down, since he was at least a foot taller than Olivia, and pressed his lips to hers. They kissed as the warm water continued to rain down on them.
Olivia's hand left his hand and grasped onto his large cock. She started to stroke it as she felt his tongue slide between her tonsils and press down her throat. He hesitated for a second, worrying that she might gag but she kept her composure and massaged his tongue with hers. Marcus pulled out of her mouth with a smile on his face.
"Most girls I tongue start gagging," he said as he felt her fingers tickle the head of his cock.
"I don't have a gag reflex," she responded coyly before biting on her lower lip.
"Prove it."
Olivia giggled as she slowly dropped to her knees without letting go of his throbbing cock. She took no time in allowing his dick to slip between her lips. The blonde cooed as she felt the warm head slide against the taste buds of her tongue.
Marcus grabbed her by the head and slowly guided her back and forth against his dick, slowly shoving more inside until the head of his cock slipped into her throat. Her eyes shot a happy look up at him as more of his cock went inside of her. Tears were forming in her eyes as his pubic hair pressed itself against her nose.
Olivia grasped his ass cheeks tight, holding him close for several seconds. She proved that she was not lying about not having a gag reflex. With slobber racing out of the corners of her mouth, she held him deep in her throat for about thirty seconds before quickly pulling away. She wiped the drool off of her face and softly kissed his cock on the head.
"Did I prove it enough?" she asked as he stroked his cock slowly.
"No doubt," he said. "I almost blew my load during that."
"Don't finish quite yet, I'm not ready to stop," she said before rubbing his cock against her lips. "This nigger cock is too good to waste so quickly. I hope you don't mind me calling it that."
"Hot bitch like you can call me a nigger anytime," he said as he patted the top of her wet hair.
Olivia pulled her hands behind her back, interlacing her fingers, while her head started bobbing back and forth against his messy cock. Her cheeks were sucked in as her bright eyes stared straight up at him. It took everything in Marcus's being to avoid giving her an immediate feeding. He had never seen such a sexy sight before. She continued doing this for about two minutes before she popped him out of her. The blonde teen stood up and gave him a kiss.
"I've always wanted to feel a big, dark nigger cock in my little pussy," she whispered before turning around.
Olivia planted her hands against the tile wall and bent forward, presenting her pussy for a needed fucking. Marcus knelt down a bit and placed the head of his cock at her moist opening.
"You a virgin?" he asked.
Olivia looked back and snickered.
"Come on Marcus, I'm in L.A. and I have tits…of course I'm not a virgin," she said before facing the wall again. "Just put it in me already."
Marcus slid his ten inch chocolate cock into her hot pink pussy with ease. The girl had gotten too turned on by orally pleasing him to not have every cell in her vagina soaked to excess. He grabbed her by the waist and easily fit all ten inches inside her. He could see her flinch at the invasion and worried that he hurt her until she let out a deep, sexy purr.
Olivia turned her head towards him and gave him a sultry smile as he started to fuck her hard. The blonde was too hot for a slow fucking and Marcus took no hesitation in slamming into the young girl. She moaned and groaned loudly with each forward thrust into her cunt.
"Oh fuck!" she yelled. "More!"
Marcus's hands slid down until they were over her soft ass cheeks. He dugs his fingers in spread them far as he fucked her. She arched her back and pressed her petite breasts against the cold wet wall. Hanging her head back as far as possible, she locked eyes with him again and bit down on her lip.
"More!" she screamed again.
The horny man pulled her away from the wall, not letting his hands release its grip on her ass and turned her around so she was facing the entrance to the shower room. He pulled his cock out of her pussy and pressed his soaking wet cock against her tight asshole.
"Careful what you ask for," he said. "You gonna get it."
"If 'it' is nigger dick in my ass, then I want it," she exclaimed as she bent forward, placing her hands on the floor. She looked back at his cock and balls, watching as the black rod disappeared into her ass. She took a sharp breath as her ass was invaded by the thick member.
"Oh my fucking god," she whispered.
"Fuck right," he responded as he inched his way inside her.
To Marcus's surprise, he was able to get his entire cock into her puckered hole without any problems. As his body pressed against her ass cheeks, she moved her hands to her knees and pushed herself into a ninety degree angle. Before she could set in place, he grabbed her wrists and pulled them back. He pulled his body back and started to fuck her in the ass while pulling at her arms.
Olivia laughed as he gave her a violent anal pounding. She had never experienced any sex like the sex she was having now. For about a minute and thirty seconds, he kept his grip tight on her and made sure that she felt every bit of his ten inches. The two were locked in such a passionate fucking but were rocked when they heard a voice.
"Whoa," a naked black man at the doorway said. "Damn! I'm sorry."
"Wait!" Olivia said as Marcus froze inside of her. "You have a nice cock."
"Uh…thanks," the man said as he stared at the cute teenager. "I'm Ron."
"Olivia," she said, not moving up from her position or fighting for control of her hands back. "Can I suck it?"
Ron looked at Marcus who just looked back down at Olivia and started fucking her again.
"You don't mind, do you bro?" Ron asked.
"She's too sweet not to share," Marcus answered. "She ain't got no gag reflex."
Ron's eyes lit up as he heard those words. He walked over to Olivia, who opened her mouth and closed her eyes. The new man grabbed her by the head and drew her close to his nine inch cock. With no restraint from her, he shoved his cock violently into her throat. He could feel her giggles vibrating through his meat.
"Oh damn," he said as all nine inches easily slid down her throat.
"I stretched her out for you," Marcus said as he let go of Olivia's arms, letting her grasp the new man's ass and forcing his pubic hair up her nostrils.
The men rhythmically knocked Olivia back and forth between their cocks. Her long, wet blonde hair swung around, spraying water on their bodies. She opened her eyes again and stared up at Ron, giving him a small wink.
Marcus grabbed both of her legs up and lifted her off of the ground. She grasped Ron's ass tighter to keep herself from dropping to the ground. Marcus started to fuck her suspended body harder, wanting to fill her bowels with his thick cum. It only took about a minute or two before he felt himself close to finishing.
"You want me to cum in your ass?" he asked her.
"No, my pussy," she said, muffled. "On the pill, don't worry."
Marcus pulled her down as he lay on the cold, wet floor. Olivia lifted herself off of him and put his cock into her pussy. She rode him, still with Ron's cock shoved firmly in her throat. It only took a few seconds before Marcus erupted inside of her cunt and filled her womb with his potent seed. She pulled Ron out of her and let out a loud scream.
"Oh my fucking god!" she screamed as she felt herself being injected with baby batter.
Olivia quickly took Ron back in her mouth as she remained on Marcus's lap, his pulsating cock still buried deep and pushing against her cervix. She took both hands and stroked Ron while her tongue swirled around his head.
Ron took a handful of her blonde hair and pulled it back, making her look up at him. She pulled his cock out of her and smiled.
"I want your fucking nigger dick to give me a facial!" she squealed before taking him back in her mouth.
Olivia rapidly jetted her head back and forth, loving the feeling of his cock bumping against the back of her throat while remaining on top of Marcus. It only took about a minute before he felt his balls beginning to tighten up. He pulled his cock out of her warm mouth and started stroking himself. Olivia shut her eyes and opened her mouth wide, sticking her tongue out.
"Here it comes bitch," he softly said before it was time.
Ron's cock shot giant loads of cum all over her tongue and lips. She quickly closed her mouth and let the rest of his cum paint her tanned cheeks in the thick, white paint. A big smile came to her face as some cum shot up her nose. Once he was finished, she opened her eyes and grabbed his cock. Slowly, she rubbed the slick head all over her lips before letting it slip between them. She gave it a quick suck before pulling out and standing up.
"That was amazing," she said as she turned the shower on again. "I need to fuck nigger cock more often."
"Yeah, about that word…," Ron said.
"Sorry babe, I'm from Tennessee. I keep forgetting I can't use that word," she said as she kissed him on the cock.
"No problem," he said before leaving the shower room.
"Later girl," Marcus said before leaving as well.
"Bye bye," she waved before cleaning the cum off of her face.
Olivia remained in the shower for a few minutes, rubbing herself and finally achieving the orgasm she was unable to reach during the fuck session. The orgasm was so massive, she had to sit down on the floor and moan loudly. Her hand kept rubbing for several minutes after the large explosion of lust. With wobbly knees, she stood up and shut the shower off before heading back to the locker area. She threw on a blue tank top and pulled a black skirt up, without underwear.
As Olivia left the gym, she spotted the men staring at her. She intentionally dropped her bag and bent over, giving the men one last view of her abused pussy.
It had been over a year since Olivia Holt went into the wrong shower at the nearest gym to her house. Dressed in a tight yellow tank top and black shorts so small they could be classified as panties, the woman walked back into the gym and began her regular workout. She had avoided the gym for so long, afraid of seeing the men she had sex with on that day. While she had fun, she did feel a bit ashamed of herself. Now, she had no worries.
Olivia did her regular workout that she had done elsewhere for the previous year, building up a lot of sweat. She used seven different machines in her hour and a half there. Once she was done, she walked towards the showers. Unlike last time, she looked at the arrows. To the left was the women's locker room, to the right was the men's. Olivia gripped her duffle bag and hung a right.
The twenty year old walked past the lockers, stripping as she approached the shower area. Off came the shorts and the tank top, resting on the bench closest to the shower. The sports bra and panties fell to the floor below and the completely nude Olivia went into the open shower stall with her bag. She pulled out a bar of soap and a washcloth, tossed the bag out towards the bench and turned on the hot water.
Olivia stood under the shower head, warm water spraying down her long blonde locks, dripping onto her smooth-as-silk skin. Her slender fingers following the water, giving herself a layer of moisture from head to toe. She shined under the florescent lights of the gym. The girl had a huge smile on her face, one that grew when she heard the heavy door from yards away open and three deep voices that had an urban flavor to them. Quickly, she soaped herself up and waited.
"These don't look like no guy clothes," one of the men said.
Olivia's heart raced as the footsteps got closer and closer. She was so glad the shower stalls had no doors and she would be on display for the men. The first one came around the corner and saw the happy blonde smiling at him.
"Oh damn," he said as he looked at her wet, naked body up and down. "What's up girl?"
"I'm just taking a little shower," she said in a sultry tone.
The other two men, all black, came around and saw the five foot, two inch tall girl rubbing the washcloth across her hairy pussy. All six eyes could not believe what they were seeing.
"You know this is the men's shower right?" the second man said.
Olivia simply smiled and shrugged, continuing to wipe herself off with the washcloth.
"So what are your names?" she asked, turning around the show the men her soapy ass, nearly giving them all heart attacks.
"What a fucking ass!" the first man said.
"That's a silly name," Olivia said.
"I'm George, that's DeShawn and Rod," he said. "How old are you?"
"Twenty," she said. "Nice and legal."
"You really aren't hiding what you want," DeShawn said.
"A year and a half ago, I stood in this shower and got screwed by two large black cocks," she said, making the guys eyes grow even wider. "I'm just a girl that likes big, thick, meaty choco-cock. Now take those shorts off and let me see what you're bringing or get the fuck out," she said with a sadistically sexy look in her eyes.
Rod stepped forward and pushed the girl against the tile wall. He put his hand under her chin, lifting it up and kissing her on the lips as she fondled the massive bulge in his basketball shorts. He tore his shirt away and tossed it back to the other guys who quickly stripped down to nothing.
DeShawn and George walked up to Olivia as fell, fondling her perky, soapy breasts and firm, wet ass. She moaned loudly as her special areas were used as nothing more than the pieces of meat they were. Rod's rod was pulled out by the girl, felt up and down and measuring at nearly ten inches.
Olivia ducked her head down and took the massive piece of black meat in her mouth, instantly letting it fall to the back of her throat. The man grabbed her wet hair like handlebars and pulled her back and forth, choking her with every inch of his cock sliding down her tight throat.
DeShawn sat down on the floor and pulled her by the hips down onto his thick nine inch cock. She started to laugh around Rod's cock as she took all nine inches with ease, fitting like a warm, slippery glove. The girl started to bounce up and down on the pole while the man lay still, his hands gripping her hips, leaving red fingerprints embedded on her skin.
Feeling left out, George grabbed the girl by the hair, pulling her away from Rod's cock. The man held her mouth open and repeatedly spit in it, calling her a different name with each shot.
"Bitch! Slut! Whore! Cunt!" he yelled as his thick saliva landed on her tongue.
Olivia continued to laugh and moan as she was treated like a worthless whore, which was something she had greatly enjoyed since the day she lost her virginity. Eventually, George stopped and bent down, trying to wedge his cock into her cunt, joining DeShawn. The girl's eyes went wide as the biggest cock, eleven inches, joined in on the party. She took a deep breath and looked up at Rod, taking he cock in her hand and shaking it like her life depended on it. Within seconds, the pain on her face was replaced by a look of extreme arousal. The feeling of her cunt being split apart by two massive black members was making her wetter than the shower floor.
"I fucking love nigger dick," she said as she swallowed Rod's cock and bobbed her head up and down on him.
Rod grabbed her by the hair and pulled at it.
"You shouldn't say that word," he warned her. "We might have to punish you more."
A huge, devilish smile fell upon the blonde girl's face.
"Nigger, nigger, nigger," she said with each inward double-thrust into her pussy.
Rod and George each slapped the girl's perky breasts as hard as they could, causing her to laugh and shake them.
"Harder, you fucking nigger!" she screamed. "You hit like a little white man!"
Rod took her nipple between his thumb and index finger and pulled it back as far as it could go. Olivia took his cock down her throat, screaming around it as tears started to stream from her eyes. He let go and she groaned deeply. With a slobbery pop, she pulled his cock from her mouth and looked down at her pussy being destroyed by the two cocks. She could see the shine on them from her waterfall of a cunt before finally hitting the wall.
Olivia threw her head back and screamed as an intense orgasm flooded the men's cocks. She lay back against DeShawn, turning her head and kissing him as her body continued to be willingly abused under the running shower. Rod maneuvered his way between his friends and somehow wedged his cock into her tunnel of a cunt. She bit down lightly on DeShawn's tongue as her body accepted its third invasion.
"Fucking hell," she said as she lay perfectly still, allowing the men to do all of the work.
For almost three minutes, the men rhythmically fucked the young whore while her high-pitched squeals echoed through the empty locker room. Soon after, Rod pulled out of her and held his cock to her forehead. With a closed-mouth smile on her face, she allowed the man to coat her face in a thick, creamy mask of cum. Most of the semen followed the curving of her nose while a thin stream ran down the middle of it, a small droplet dangling for dear life. Rod used her wet hair to wipe himself off, using her as a towel.
The other two men pulled out of her and stood up. With the cum starting to dry a bit on her face, George grabbed her face and shoved his cock down her throat after she stood up and bent over. DeShawn lifted her up by the hip, assisting in holding her horizontally above the ground, completely under the control of her two chocolate lovers while the third stood at her side, rubbing his still-hard cock against her dangling breasts.
DeShawn forced his wet cock up her ass instead of going for her loose cunt. She groaned again around a cock as the men started to rhythmically fuck her like a ragdoll at both ends. It only took a minute before Rod, standing at her side, slid his long cock under her levitated body and rubbed at her clitoris before sliding the head between her abused lips. He was not in a position to fully fuck her but was still able to get an inch or two in.
Olivia held her eyes open as all three of her holes were being used as cock gloves. The one in her ass fit easily as she was very experienced with backdoor sex. Not wanting to risk pregnancy but also hating the idea of condoms, the majority of her very active sexual life was done from behind.
Slobber was starting to rush out of the corners of her mouth, dripping down on Rod's feet. She looked over at the man with happy eyes, causing him to go away from her cunt and begin to slap her chin with his massive member. She began to choke as the laughter overtook her emotions.
The massive load of cum on Olivia's face was starting to turn into glue as the sweat forming had mixed with the dying sperm. George gripped her hair and pulled his cock out of her mouth, holding her up as her arms dangled below. With his free hand, he shook his cock very fast until more semen was added to her gooey mask. She laughed again as a fresh coat of warm batter sprayed onto her mess of a face.
DeShawn lifted Olivia up until he was holding her up by her ass, the girl facing away from her. Rod walked up and slammed his cock up her still-gushing cunt. The men sandwiched the girl between them as their sweaty bodies, DeShawn's still under the showerhead, slid across each other.
"Make me cum again, nigger!" she exclaimed as she pushed her breasts into Rod's face.
The man bit down on her nipple and gently nibbled on it, eliciting a squeal from the girl.
"You like being punished, don't you?" he asked her, biting down on the other hard nipple.
"I'm a bad, bad little white girl," she said as she came around Rod's rod, her second orgasm of the session.
It only took a few more seconds before DeShawn was ready to cum as well. He pulled out of Olivia's hot ass and pulled her off of Rod. He forced her to her knees and gave her face a third coat of cum, glazing it in a bigger load than the two already present on her. Once he was done, he turned to Rod.
"You got her last, make it count!" he yelled.
Rod looked down at the kneeling whore covered in cum and got an idea.
"Lay on your back and lift yourself up on your hands and feet," he commanded.
Olivia followed orders and lifted herself up.
"Bend as far as you can," he added.
On the wet tile, it was hard but Olivia got her hands and feet as close together under her body, lifting her torso up high and making her pussy the easiest to access. Rod bent down and shoved his cock into her waiting pussy. Even after taking three massive cocks in it not that long ago, the teenager was still fairly tight and very pleasurable to the man. It felt like she was still getting fucked for the first time.
With her head positioned upside down, cum began to drip into Olivia's nose, which she snorted and tasted in the back of her throat. She giggled as she repeatedly snorted the cum, gathering enough in her mouth for her to close her lips and try to force it all out, leaving it to drip from the corners of her mouth, down past her eyes. In her peripheral vision line, she could see the waves passing by to reach her forehead and hair.
Rod continued to fuck her in this position for several minutes until he was ready to have his second orgasm. He pulled out of the girl, who needed no direction to get on her knees. She closed her mouth and eyes, a heavenly smile on her face as she felt her fourth and final coating of fresh cum spurting from a long, chocolate cock.
When Rod was finished, Olivia opened her eyes and laughed as she scooped her bukkake leftover in her fingers and traced it down the front of her body, using it as shampoo when she reached her trimmed cunt hair. She continued to use the cum as body wash for several minutes as the men watched on. Eventually, she had made a one-piece bathing suit of light glaze across the front of her torso.
"You niggers know how to fuck a bitch," she said as she stood up and kissed each of them on the head of their cocks. "I wish I could take each of you home but my boyfriend wouldn't like that."
"You cheatin'?" George asked.
"Is it cheating if his pencil dick never gets me off?" she asked. "When he fucks my ass, I feel nothing. 'Nothing' is the last word I'd use to describe this."
Olivia stood under the shower and cleaned herself off while the men continued to watch. They were all still stroking their cocks. They grabbed her duffle bag and all unloaded one final gift all over her (formerly) clean clothes. She watched them as they did this and started to laugh hysterically.
"I'll be sleeping in those tonight," she commented as she turned the shower off and grabbed a towel.
Once she was dry, Olivia got dressed in her workout clothes while the men all got dressed as well.
"That was fun," Olivia said as she grabbed her bag full of cummy clothes and started for the exit. "I'll be here every Wednesday at this time."
Olivia pushed the door open and headed out of the gym, to continue her day and count down until her next visit.