A Good London Party

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A Good London PartyThis was last year, so before the lockdown.I woke up gradually. As I came to my senses I felt sore everywhere, in places I didn’t know I could be sore. My damp shirt still clung to my back, tight around the tops of my arms where they were rolled up and tight against my biceps. The front was still wide open and my collar was up tickling my cheeks but I was wearing nothing else and I realised my big cock was still hard, and it twitched in the air as I started to remember.I’d gone to London where I’d been invited to a party. It was in a big town house in a suburb and as soon as I arrived there were people everywhere around me. I was told it was fancy dress and to go dressed for action so I went as Indiana Jones in Khaki shirt and cargo trousers. A few rubber snakes in my pocket and a plastic knife in my belt, along with a rope and a whip. I later found out it was the snake inside my trousers that would get the most attention.I was soon drinking freely and mixing with all the other people, liking the sluts dressed as cowgirls and secretly eyeing up the cowboys too in their check shirts, denim jeans and their boots. I don’t know what was in the drink but I was soon completely off my head and enjoying mixing with everybody there without any inhibitions. There were lesbian cowgirls eating each other’s pussies and tough looking bikers sucking cowboy cocks, along with yalova escort bayan dozens of boy girl sessions and gangbangs.My rope had disappeared and I lost my snakes, and my whip was being used in the next room. I was encouraged to go upstairs to a dungeon which is odd because I thought dungeons were down in the cellar. As I entered the room I was ambushed by some guys who had been hiding there in wait. They had my boots and trousers off instantly, cooing their appreciation that I didn’t wear any underpants and my cock was already waving in the air at the sudden assault.The men then threw me onto a bed and tied my wrists to the bedposts. I dimly wondered if I were being tied with my own ropes when they started to whip my front with what could have been my own whip. I started to protest but the drink had dulled my senses to the point I really didn’t care and I decided it was easier to just let them do whatever they wanted. A sexy blonde girl pushed through to the front, partially dressed, and I could see she was at the party as a chav with big hooped earrings an unzipped hoodie and little else. She looked so fucking horny my cock instantly hardened to it’s full nine inches as she grabbed it and began to suck greedily. Somebody else had started to finger my arse and I lifted my bum enough so they could get their whole hand in. A cock appeared by my face and was escort yalova instantly in my mouth, it would be rude not to give a little head when I was receiving it myself. The smelly cock tasted delicious and hardened as I sucked, and then started to thrust deeper until I was gagging. The cock guy had grabbed the collar of my shirt to pull my face closer and make sure he got his full length serviced.Meanwhile the girl sucking my cock had gone away and somebody else was sitting on me to make use of my sex. A bit of shoving and I realised it was a chick with a dick sitting on me and I was fucking her sweet ass. Her cock was up in front of her and a cop in a torn uniform was sucking her cock with vigour. Much grunting and pushing ensued and I could see many people around the bed having sex and some guys jerking off over me. I must have looked a bit of a slut with just my shirt on, now damp with sweat, a cock in my mouth, a fist up my backside and my cock inside the tranny. Somebody shot their load and I was splattered in cum, on my shirt and my face. I managed to get the cock out of my gob just long enough to lick the cum off my cheek when the guy I’d been sucking off came over my face so I had to swallow that too. Somebody else stepped forward and pissed on me, soaking my shirt on the left side. I turned to look and saw that it was a schoolgirl slut with a bloke fucking yalova escort her ass, so the juice was a result of her sudden climax.The excitement was all getting a bit too much and I felt myself tense up ready to explode when a fight broke out beside me between a skinhead and a mod who had cum in his parka. The mod had knocked the skinhead onto the bed and his elbow crashed into my face causing my nose to start bleeding. He got up to continue the fight and punched the mod in his face before they locked in an embrace, wrestling each other to the ground where they started to fuck each other instead.My blood had started to run down my face, mixing with the piss and the cum already there and soiling my khaki shirt to the point where it was a dark damp rag hanging on my back and held in place only by the tops of my arms. As I got pulled about I heard my shirt tear and I could see it was ripped in a few other places too. I didn’t have any other clothes with me so I knew I was gonna be wearing this outfit when I went home on the train later. The thought turned me on even more and as I was punched up the arse I cried out and came inside the chick with a dick. Her eyes glazed over and she looked up as she shot her load into the guy sucking her off.As things started to quieten down somebody brought more drinks into the dungeon but my wrists were still tied so I couldn’t get up and take one. Somebody laughed and poured drink over me and I don’t remember much else before waking up.Now, with my hands still tied and my cock erect again I could see a girl in a sexy short black skirt and fishnets taking an interest. What should I do?

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