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I Had at Least One Cock Inside Me for 12 Consecutive Hours at a Fundraiser!
“Fuck The Easter Bunny” Event: 71 men donated to a charity for the right to penetrate me in front of everybody else [Sex Confession]
I write erotica novels & short stories. I also publish sex confessions as a spermivore, spermaholic, and teen slut. Yes, teen slut! And I’m proud of it! Sex is good. And girls who love sex shouldn’t have to hide and pretend to be “pure.” Sex is pure! And naked skin is natural.
Last month, a week after she gave me a brand new 4x4, my girlfriend Madison asked if I could make my three slutty holes (her words) available for 12 consecutive hours on the Saturday of Easter weekend for a fundraiser. I don’t have any family in South Florida and had nothing planned for Easter, so I accepted, not knowing exactly what she meant.
With everything I had already done with my girlfriend and her husband, I no longer asked what they wanted me to do before coming to their house. I told Madison she only had to tell me when, where, and for how long. Besides, we had a ‘safe word’ in place.
We regularly hear that men who are inclined to be submissive to women are “powerful men with influential positions who need to vent stress out.” And it’s OK. So why would it be wrong for me? I am relatively independent and proud of the work I do in my professional life. Then, in my fun time, I enjoy being used and shared. As I said a few times before, I particularly relish seeing how men are tickled when taking advantage of me. The best part of it is watching the facial expressions of these wannabe gorillas, especially older married men.
The only thing in the back of my mind was… Money. I always did everything for free — I mean, they gave me some expensive dresses and jewelry items. Yet, I was never paid for performing sex acts.
As a teenager, I received generous tips from clients, especially old men, during scuba diving courses and dive trips after they had seen part or all of my young female body. I also got paid well to work as a nude teenage waitress at a businessman’s private backyard BBQ. And stuff like that. Yes, I was wild, and my mom always encouraged me to push my limits to find what I love the most. But ‘tips’ for equipment malfunction, changing in public because there are no changing rooms at the dive site, or waitressing in the nude are not the same as being paid to perform sex, right?
Wait! I was also paid by one of my scuba students to be a naked waitress at barbecues with his business partners. I saw it as a well-paid summer job. So, I guess I am a stripper!
In any case, now that Madison had given me a top-of-the-line 4x4, I felt a bit like she had bought me. The funny thing, though, is… It actually added a level of thrill to our relationship. I became even more “the poor girl whose body was used by wealthy people to satisfy their deviant sexual appetite.” It thrilled me.
So, I chose to assume there was nothing wrong with people helping a naked, young blonde financially. That’s for being nude. But what about sex acts? Confusion! So, I chose to ignore that question altogether. For now, anyway.
For once, Madison didn’t have to pick me up, nor did I have to call an Uber. I drove the brand-new 4x4 she had given me the week before. Once I arrived at her lavish beach house around 11:30 AM, a valet took my keys. I’m not sure where they put all the cars because the parking lot at their beach mansion was already full of Ferraris and the like. My fancy 4x4 was not so fancy for the valet!
I walked in and looked around. It was full of people in casual clothes. I trotted to the back of the house. It was the same scene everywhere, including around the pool. I didn’t have a clue about what the fundraiser was, but it seemed of interest to many people. Except, I found out later that I was actually the principal attraction.
Eventually, I located Madison, who jumped into my arms, hugged me tenderly, and kissed me passionately.
“I’m so glad you came! They’re all expecting you!” she said while signaling all around the place with her head. She explained that many of these people had enjoyed seeing me performing lewd sex acts in front of them as entertainment at their holiday season party last December, and they wanted more!
I raised my eyebrows. I didn’t know what she was expecting of me, and I was shocked to hear that my December public sex performance had been so appreciated. She grabbed my hand and brought me to a mattress-like cushion on top of a low-level table by the pool. Eyeing me up and down, she asked that I wait. She left and came back with elements of a bunny costume. Following her was a naked guy with a giant, exposed cock.
“The theme is ‘Fuck the bunny!’ for Easter, you know?”
I didn’t even ask. That’s how comfortable I had become in my submissive fuck toy role. I assumed she wanted my holes exposed for ‘fuck’ to happen, so I wiggled my way out of my sundress and kicked my flip-flops away. Once again, my naked body was fully exposed to strangers at Madison and Darnell’s house. If you’ve never done it, I can tell you there’s a unique and exhilarating feeling that comes from being nude in a room crowded with fully dressed people. The more, the merrier! The more people, the more I feel nude and exposed.
I recognized some faces from the December holiday season party when many of these men had ejaculated over my naked body in the driveway.
With the big, naked cock next to me, I assumed it would be a repeat of that December party when we were asked to perform sex acts as entertainment to their guests at the end of the evening, but it turned out Madison and her husband, Darnell, were more creative than that. They had other plans — more extreme ones!
Madison decorated me (as she calls it) with bunny ears, wristbands, and a bow tie, then completed the decor with a belt holding a bunny tail. At first, I was surprised she didn’t put the bunny tail on a butt plug, as her husband always enjoyed my ass being made ready for his big black cock by being stretched with a fat butt plug.
Suddenly, I realized the noise level had gone down as people had turned their attention to me. Why is it that a naked woman attracts more attention from both men and women than a naked man?
Madison also gave me stiletto shoes and a pair of diamond earrings before summoning me to get on all four on the cushion. These items didn’t really match with a bunny costume, but I had learned in recent months that many men liked their naked women in high heels.
She used a whistle to request attention. People who were still inside the house joined the crowd on the oversized pool deck. Roughly, I estimated there were probably more than a hundred people and a good part of them seemed to have come as a couple.
“Here she is, back by popular demand! Your most favorite little cum bucket!” Madison announced, pointing at me.
The pieces of conversation are recalled from memory. They may not be 100% accurate, but the gist of it is in there.“Now, as you know, today is a fundraiser under the Easter-appropriate theme of ‘Fuck the bunny.’ So, instead of just covering her with your sperm like last time…”
She paused and looked around with a grin. I was not sure about her choice of words. Was “fuck the bunny” really “appropriate” for Easter?
“You get to sink your cocks in her — any hole you want! But here’s the catch. You must donate each time you peg her. And… No drum rolls? Well, imagine drum rolls. If — and only if — there has been at least one penis inside of the bimbo from noon to midnight, Darnell and I will match your donations 1 for 1.”
She wanted a cock to be inside of me for 12 consecutive hours. Holly fuck! And people were to pay for the privilege.
Her guests applauded and cheered. And what the fuck! I think the women cheered the most. As I had discovered before, this crowd of rich people certainly enjoyed public sex and watching degrading acts performed on the poor girl that I was to them.
“I’ve brought a spare cock,” she added, pointing toward the naked man next to me, “just in case. But it better not be used more than a couple of times. You have to get to work on that whore! Women, make your men work. Poor them! And men, how often will your wife let you fuck another pussy in front of her?”
She slapped my buttocks hard as she said “whore” and “another pussy.”
A woman asked if the men were allowed to ejaculate inside the bimbo’s body.
“Your man can come as much, as often, and anywhere you want him to!” Madison answered. “Then get them to eat some oysters, wait an hour, and bring them back to the cum bucket!”
People laughed as I stayed there, on all fours, my naked tits dangling toward the mattress and my ass exposed to people behind me. Once again, Madison had upped her game. I felt like a fuck toy, an object to be used, more than ever before, and nobody had even touched me yet. She knows what turns me on.
By the way, I’m keeping the name of the charity out of this sex confession because I’m not sure they endorse these types of fundraising activities.
“10 more minutes,” Madison announced, looking at her smartwatch.
“Wait!” Darnell said, showing up with the chain he had already used twice on me.
“Should we chain the slut down?” he asked, looking around.
Once again, these deviant people roared. So Darnell proceeded to tie the chain to my left leg and a nearby light post. It seems like men get turned on by a naked woman in chains. I have learned a lot about men’s sexuality and fantasies in the past few months. Rough sex, chained, and tied all have a direct impact on how hard the cock gets.
“Who’s first?” Madison asked.
A woman pushed her husband forward, and he didn’t object. Not even for a second. He walked to me and pushed his trunks down, exposing an already hard cock. I looked around, wondering how many of these men already had a hard-on thinking about banging me, the little tramp on display.
He pushed his cock into my pussy from behind slowly. I guess he was a gentleman and noticed I was barely lubricated. Imagine that! I’m calling such a guy a gentleman… A man ready to abuse my body in front of a crowd. Go figure!
“Now, you are stuck in there, buddy!” Madison declared. “Don’t unload your balls too fast because we need another cock in her mouth before you exit. Consecutively means all the time. A cock inside of her, all the time!”
Another man dropped his pants and shoved his cock in my mouth before she even had time to complete her sentence. She laughed, then whispered in my ears: “You’re OK, right?”
Damn! I already had two cocks fucking me. Wasn’t it a bit late to ask? But I nodded in agreement while continuing to twirl my tongue around the cock in my mouth. I knew she remembered my safe word since it was “Lotus”, the car she had used to pick me up so many times before.
Then I wondered about condoms. I had two raw cocks inside of me. I remembered that a little while ago, I had mentioned to Madison I would prefer if other men always had full, recent STD testings done before plunging their rods inside of me. She agreed, so I chose to believe it was the case.
“Deep-throat, ass slapping, and hair pulling… It’s all included. All-you-can-fuck buffet! Make it a day to remember! Fuck the Easter bunny! And make my dirty little blonde slut a real cum bucket! But… Wait! Let’s not go overboard, guys! We need her to last 12 hours. Keep the more macho stuff for the last hour, OK?”
Madison got the crowd to repeatedly cheer, “Fuck the bunny! Fuck the bunny!” before leaving me there, nude, exposed, with two cocks already inside of me and a few other men already getting ready to penetrate me.
For the first part of the afternoon, the spare cock was of no use. With such a large crowd, there was a constant flow of men dropping their pants and claiming possession of the young, submissive blonde gal available to them. They would swap the penis in my mouth, then swap the one penetrating me from behind. At the rear end, it was about 50/50 between my pussy and my ass. Strangely enough, the men pushing their rods in my ass were usually encouraged by their wives.
“You will never get to do that at home, babe, so go for it!”
Apparently, many rich wives don’t let their husbands bang their asses. Yet, some of these wives were younger than me, with husbands older than my dad! I’m thinking… Guys! When you pick a trophy wife, you should check sexual prowess, not just the size of her fake tits!
Every once in a while, Madison stopped by to check on me. Each time, she got the crowd to cheer, “Fuck the bunny! Fuck the bunny!” while pushing lubrication into my ass and pussy during cock swapping. I had never used lubrication in my pussy before, but I guess she knew what she was doing. Twelve hours of cocks going in and out of me would have taken its toll without adding lubrication.
She also fed me crackers during the swapping of the penis in my mouth. She said it was important to prevent nausea with all the sperm I was swallowing.
I guess it wasn’t her first rodeo! I was still learning how to best use my three holes to provide maximum pleasure for cocks.
At one point before dinner, I needed to pee and wondered what was the plan for that. From what I know, when somebody tries to do a Guinness record of any kind (like the longest underwater dive), that person gets “breaks” for food and other natural needs. I asked the naked man when two guys swapped cocks in my mouth. The so-called spare penis had done nothing but sit and yawn all day while I was getting used and shared, over and over, to satisfy the 12-hour challenge.
He left and came back with Darnell, who was carrying a pan he seemed to have grabbed in the kitchen. He placed it on the floor next to the cushion and waited for the guy in my pussy to be done unloading his balls inside of me. Darnell then told the guy whose cock was in my mouth to keep it there while I repositioned myself to pee in the pan.
He wanted me to pee in front of everybody while continuously keeping a cock in my mouth!!! They were serious about the 12 hours being continuous!
I slowly moved in harmony with the rod in my mouth until I could squat over the pan. I had an urge to pee, but it didn’t come out right away. This was a first for me — peeing in front of others, and I was, in fact, peeing in front of dozens and dozens of people. To make it worse, it became an attraction. People quickly gathered around me. They wanted to see pee coming out of me! People can be weird.
I had never been turned on by golden showers or any sex act involving pee, and yet, at that moment, I was asked to pee in front of about a hundred people. I eventually managed to do it.
There was no toilet paper to wipe my vulva, but at that point in time, it didn’t matter. I had gooey male jelly dripping all over me. I was a really dirty, dirty girl. Darnell told me to get back in position on the cushion for a cock to get inside of me from behind, as the one in my mouth had just unloaded his load of sperm. Getting his cock sucked by a peeing woman had turned him on. Men!
Seeing the excitement on these guys' faces while I peed had me wondering if one day Madison would have them unload their bladders on me instead of their balls. And strangely enough, I think I may have gotten excited by that prospect. After all, that sex mansion is in Golden Beach, so perhaps golden showers were in order!
A buffet was provided for dinner. The staff from the catering company didn’t seem to be surprised by what was happening to me next to the pool. That made me think that perhaps Madison and Darnell had used other fuck dolls before me.
Dinner time is when the line of men ready to penetrate me got the shortest. These men were in paradise. A blonde bimbo to fuck and plenty of food for their stomach. Men are simple creatures.
Meanwhile, the line of cocks never totally dried out, and the spare penis she had brought to the event never got used.
Madison brought me some finger food, which I ate while a guy stood still behind me with his hard cock up my ass. Once I was done munching, that guy felt like he deserved a reward for holding still, I guess, because he grabbed my hair and pulled on it as if his life depended on it.
The last stretch of the 12-hour challenge turned out to differ from what happened in the afternoon. People were drunk! And the level of roughness increased, although it was not entirely due to testosterone.
A woman pulled my hair and slapped my ass while her husband’s cock was inside of my ass, calling me names. Another woman pulled on my tits like I was a cow, and she wanted milk while her husband was fucking my pussy.
Men poured beer, scotch, and other drinks on my back and my belly, depending on which position I was in. Madison came a few times to check on me. I was fine. Name-calling and alcohol on my skin, that wasn’t gonna scare me. If anything, it further excited me. Being called all kinds of demeaning names always provided stimulus to me feeling used. I still remember how much I enjoyed, as a teenager, when 22 men stripped me naked and pinned me down on a dive boat, calling me names.
But back to the Easter Bunny. My holes were stretched and wide open for business. It didn’t really hurt. I don’t know if it was because I was numbed or if my brain had tuned it out, but… It didn’t hurt much. Most likely, it was because of the generous amount of lube, thanks to Madison.
Besides, there were so many men with small dicks that I often didn’t feel a thing.
My legs, knees, arms, and jaws were the sorest parts of my body on the following day. My buttocks hurt, too, from all the slapping in the last couple of hours.
I ended up with more deep-throating in the evening than I did in the afternoon. And once again, it was mainly because of men being encouraged by their women. Quite a few of these female beasts made it clear that their husband would never get deep-throat or ass-pounding at home. In fact, it seems like many of these men didn’t even get standard oral sex at home!
Am I actually an exception to craving sex so much and, especially, wanting to do stuff that really excites men?
I tried to count how many men had been inside of me, but I eventually lost count. The thing is that I wanted to know how many different men had been inside of me in this one single day, but since many of them unloaded their balls in me more than once, it was hard to keep count.
I had read on Quora a man saying that his wife had 44 different cocks in one day. At the time, I didn’t believe it. The funny thing is… The reason for my skepticism was that I couldn’t figure out how one could line up so many men willing to penetrate the same woman on the same day. But here I was! My estimate was that about 50 men put their rod inside of me on that day, and, of course, for the 12-hour challenge to work, they did it more than once.
Some of these men were good sports by putting their hard cock inside of me and moving it in and out just enough to keep it hard, but without really “banging” me. These guys are the ones that made it possible for me to last 12 hours.
I couldn’t have survived 12 hours with the beating I got in the last couple of hours.
Later on, Madison told me that the useless (my word) spare cock (her words) next to me had actually kept a count of men at her request. 71 different men pushed a hard rod inside of me. She didn’t have data on the number of times it happened, though.
As I am writing this, I am still stunned. It was possible! I need to find that question on Quora and explain that 71 is possible. Maybe that guy’s wife had been at a Madison & Darnell event!
Was I dumb to accept the challenge? Who cares! I did it, and I am thrilled. Imagine it… 71 different men got a hard-on looking at my naked body! 71 cocks stiffened because of my naked tits, my juicy pussy, my big mouth, and my tight ass. Seventy-one! And their excitement was certainly real because their erection came back for a second round, third round… I feel proud of myself. What can I say? You go, girl!
Now I want to know how many penises I have seen so far in my life, but that number is high and… I don’t know!
Addendum: One of you asked me how much money I raised. So I texted Madison to ask. She said they raised $248,500 with the “Fuck The Easter Bunny” event. There were 79 men, 71 of which put their cocks in me, most of them repeatedly. So that is an average of $1,750 in donations per man who fucked me, which she and her husband matched 1 for 1.
$248,500 for using my body for 12 hours. Wow! Fuck! That is the part that excites me the most, I think.
I am an expensive slut!!! That is 4 years of work for me as a social media marketing manager! Actually, after taxes, it’s almost 5 years of work. Wealthy men spent the equivalent of 5 years of my poor girl's salary for performing public sex acts on my body for 12 hours.
Me. My pussy. My ass. My mouth. What a thrill!
Why did these men do it? I had that discussion with Madison afterward, here!
Obviously, I couldn’t walk very well after 12 hours of cocks coming in and out of me. It didn’t hurt as these cocks penetrated me, but once it was time for me to walk, it was a different story.
Darnell carried me to the bath, where Madison cleaned the sperm from my body. Some of it had dried up hours earlier. Then I slept in Madison’s arms.
I got up a few times during the night with nausea. I can only imagine what it would have been without the crackers.
Besides the number of penises that had been inside of me, I wondered how much sperm I had swallowed. I guess I didn’t need to worry about my protein intake for a while! Otherwise, sperm dripped out of my ass and pussy all night.
The next morning, on Easter Sunday, both Darnell & Madison pampered me and invited me to rest at their place for as long as I wanted, which I did.
They gave me a cute black chocolate bunny for Easter. I much prefer black chocolate. They had made a hole in its ass and put a big banana in it. It came with a note: “You are our favorite bunny!” Nice sense of humor!
I alternated between the bed and a comfortable long chair by the pool, where the cushion-mattress on the low-level table was a reminder of the action of the night before, with traces of sperm still all over it.
When I drove home on Monday morning, I was still sore, but strangely enough, I felt electrified. I was having the time of my life with these guys! I ain’t gonna do that kind of stuff when I’m 80 years old, for sure!
I also realized that it satisfied my thrill with “the train.” As a teenager, I enjoyed being tied, naked, and vulnerable to a bed while men would come in and use me whenever they wanted. I had done it for my boyfriend’s buddies and my Dad’s buddies. But this version of the train happened in plain sight of more than a hundred people, and it was non-stop. The exhibitionist in me couldn’t be more thrilled, and I decided to call it the Train+.
Will I ever do it again? It was over the top! Right? Wait! Why not? Maybe next Easter. Why would I go to my grave with my personal record remaining at 71? I bet I can do 100.
P.S. Yes, I went for a full battery of STD tests afterward and again a few days later. It turned out I was fine. I still suggest you always use a condom. Do what I say, not what I do!
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