The apartment was small and cramped, filled with the smell of stale beer and testosterone. Nastya, a towering blonde with a penchant for indecision, stumbled through the front door, greeted by her buddy and four other guys she had only met in passing.
"Nastya, you made it!" her buddy exclaimed, handing her a shot of vodka. She downed it with a grimace, the burn of the alcohol warming her chest.
"Hey, guys," she said, her words slightly slurred. "You all look like you're having a good time."
The guys, all of them dressed in various stages of undress, grinned at her. "We are now," one of them said, eyeing her up and down.
Nastya was dressed in a form-fitting turtleneck, skinny jeans so tight they could cut off circulation, and light blue panties that matched her eyes. She had always been self-conscious about her body, but the guys didn't seem to mind.
"You're looking good, Nastya," her buddy said, winking at her.
She rolled her eyes, playfully insulting their lack of fashion sense. "At least I didn't show up in a stained t-shirt and basketball shorts."
The guys laughed, teasing her about her small chest and large ass. Nastya held her own, bantering back and forth with them. She was surprised at how comfortable she felt around them, despite only knowing them for a short time.
As the night wore on, Nastya found herself getting increasingly drunk. She stumbled to the couch, her head spinning. Her buddy, noticing her state, offered to let her sleep it off in his room.
"Thanks, I think I need it," Nastya said, allowing him to help her to her feet.
As they made their way to his room, Nastya's vision blurred. She felt herself being lifted off the ground and carried.
"Hey, I can walk," she protested, but her words were muffled by the hand clamped down on the back of her head, forcing it to the floor.
Nastya woke up on all fours, completely naked. She tried to protest, but it was too late. She felt a thick, hard cock pressing against her asshole. She tried to wriggle away, but it was no use. The cock entered her, filling her up.
Nastya howled with resentment and impotence as she felt cum pouring into her asshole. She tried to push herself up, but another cock took its place, filling her mouth.
She felt used and betrayed, but also strangely exhilarated. She never thought she'd be the type to be gangbanged, but here she was, taking it like a champ.
The guys took turns fucking her, each of them ending up in her ass. Nastya felt like a rag doll, being passed around and used for their pleasure.
As the night wears on, Nastya begins to lose track of time. She's not sure how many times she's been fucked, but she knows she's been well and truly used.
She feels a sense of shame, but also a strange sense of pride. She never thought she had it in her, but she proved herself wrong.
As the sun begins to rise, the guys finally finish. Nastya, exhausted and covered in cum, stumbles back to her buddy's room.
She collapses on the bed, feeling defiled and betrayed, but also strangely satisfied. She knows she'll never be able to look at her buddy the same way again, but she can't help but wonder if this is the start of a new, wild chapter in her life.
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