So, this is kind of a sequel to one of the first fantasies I shared here. For those who didn't read it, I fantasised about a homeless guy coming into my room at night. At first I pretend to be asleep, then can't hide it anymore as he touches me and eventually has sex with me.
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This one is usually standalone when I think about it, but works better as a sequel just because it makes more sense that way.
Since the repulsive old homeless guy came into my house the first time, I've started leaving the back door of the house unlocked whenever my parents are out, and letting him come into my house and use me every wednesday when my parents are out. But tonight he has a surprise.
I'm alone at home, looking at reddit and touching myself a little wearing nothing but a loose top and panties. I'm torn between guilt at my slutty actions and arousal at just how forbidden it is. I think of David, a friend of mine who has a huge crush on me, and wonder how hurt he'd be if he knew that I've been letting a dirty hobo 3 times our age have me instead of him. But that just makes it hotter.
I hear a sound at the back door and smile to myself. He's unusually loud this time, and I hear what sounds like him mumbling to himself as he moves towards my room.
The bedroom door opens, and I smile up at him, the filthy old man with his wild hair. Then another homeless man enters, and my eyes go wide. Then another, and another. A group of six men, all far older than me, all unwashed and dirty.
The men talk excitedly among themselves as they see my shock, calling me a sexy little slut. They're obviously surprised, as if they thought my hobo had been lying to them. He grins at them, then pulls his filthy cock from his pants.
I slide off the bed and get down on my knees, wrapping my hand around the base of his dick as I wrap my lips around it, gagging from the unwashed taste and smell. The men cheer as I begin sucking, their own pants coming down as they crowd around me. Eager to please, I suck my hobo eagerly as my hands pleasure the surrounding man, doing my best to stroke each man as best as I can.
Unknown to me, this is the day David has decided to try winning me over. I don't even hear him knocking on the door as I pleasure these strange old men. He's comfortable here, we've been friends for years and he's been to my house a lot. He knows he can walk up the side garden and tap my window for attention.
As my hands slide over the filthy cocks surrounding me, moaning like the slut I am around the one in my mouth, I have no idea David is peering in the bedroom window through the crack in my curtains.
My hobo, no longer content with my mouth, roughly grabs a handful of my hair and pulls me to my feet. He pulls my shirt off over my head, and the men touch my boobs, squeezing them roughly, pinching my nipples. He shoves me backwards onto my bed, tearing away my panties, pulling my legs around him, and roughly shoves himself into me.
David can only watch through the window in shock and horror as the homeless men crowd around the small bed, jerking off as they stand over me, their rough hands roaming my body and squeezing my boobs as their leader starts fucking me roughly. I moan loudly as he pistons his cock into my pussy, stretching me with his size.
Another homeless man grabs my hair and guides my mouth to his cock, his movements in perfect timing with the main one as my body bounces back and forth between them. One of the men cums on my chest. Then another, then another. The leader grabs my hips and shoves deeper inside me, his big thick dick twitching inside me as he fills me with hot sticky cum. The one fucking my mouth follows, making me gag as it spurts down my throat.
Gasping for breath, I notice David at the window, clutching flowers in his hand forgotten, tears running down his face.
I ignore him, and get on my hands and knees, inviting more of the dirty men to use me.
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