Filthy nabour turned me into money making machine

Welcome to another fake and short story

My name is Chrissy, and People say I look like a film star, but that made some friends jealous. My best friend was Isabel. We grew up together, shared secrets, and laughed a lot. She had average face, short hair, and was a bit plump.

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After my huge gangbang my first night booked by my best friend isabel .

That night, it was dark outside, around 10 PM. I got call- It was Isabel. Chrissy, come out now. Meet me at the colony gate,she said in a sharp voice or I will tell everyone in the colony .My heart stopped.I begged her not to. Please Isabel, don't do this. We are friends.' She laughed coldly. 'Friends? You always show off your beauty. Now come, or see what happens.I was scared. My parents were sleeping. And I would lose my respect. Helpless, I wore a simple jeans and top.

The colony gate was empty, street lights flickering. Isabel was there, but not alone. Two other girls from our colony stood with her – miya and mariya. They were also my age, but not close friends. Miya was thin with oily hair, always staring at me in jealousy. Mariya had pimples and wore old clothes. They both looked at me with mean smiles. 'What is this? Why are they here?' I asked Isabel. She came close, grabbed my arm hard. 'They are my new friends. You think you are so beautiful, Chrissy? We will show you what happens to girls like you.' miya and mariya giggled. I tried to pull away, but Isabel showed her phone And she warned me.

I stood still, tears in my eyes. 'Please, let me go home.' But Isabel pushed me towards a old car parked nearby. It was her uncle's car, I think. 'Get in,' she ordered. Miya opened the back door, and they shoved me inside. Isabel sat in front with mariya driving. Miya sat next to me in the back, holding my hand tight. The car started, and we drove out of the colony into the dark roads. The city was quiet at night, only some street lamps and far away lights. 'Where are we going?' I whispered, my voice shaking. Isabel turned back. 'To teach you a lesson. You always walk like a queen. Now, you will show you

As the car moved on the empty road, mariya drove slow. Isabel said, 'Start now, Chrissy. Remove your top' I shook my head. 'No, please.' miya pinched my arm hard, making me cry out. 'Do it, Helpless, I removed my too my hair falling loose. They laughed. 'Good girl. Now, open your jeans buttons.' I begged, 'Isabel, don't make me do this.' But she ignored. Miya pulled at my bra, tearing hook and I covered myself with hands. 'Hands down!' Isabel shouted. I obeyed, sitting there with boobs exposed.'Look at her big boobs. No wonder boys stare.'

The car turned into a darker lane, away from main road. Mariya stopped near a empty plot. 'More,' Isabel said. 'Remove the fully. Tears flowed down my face. I was shaking. But the blackmail was strong. I removed my jeans .Miya touched my shoulder, making me flinch. 'So soft. You use all those creams, haan?' i covered my boobs again mariya slapped my hand. 'No hiding. Then they remove my panty ,Nice ass,' she said.

The car went towards the outskirts, where roads are bad and poor people live. Beggars sleep on footpaths at night. My heart pounded. What next? Isabel turned, her eyes full of hate. 'You stole all attention, Chrissy. Now, we will make you pay.' They stopped the car near a busy roadside food corner, but it was closed. No, further, near a bridge where many beggars gather under the flyover. It was dark, but I saw shadows dirty men sleeping on newspapers, some awake, smoking .

Mariya parked the car a bit away, but visible. 'Get out,' Isabel said. But didn't moved so they opened door, and throw me out, The ground was rough, stones hurting my feet. The two girls pulled me towards the beggars' spot. There were about five or six men, ragged clothes, unwashed, staring as we came. Their eyes lit up seeing me. 'what a whore,' one muttered. Isabel smiled. 'She is yours tonight. Do what you want.

The beggars gathered, circling us. One old man with beard grinned, showing yellow teeth. Another young one, maybe 20, licked his lips.

Hands reached rough, dirty hands on my skin. One beggar grabbed my ass, squeezing hard. 'Soft like butter,' he said . Another inched my boobs ,i screamed, but Isabel covered my mouth. 'Quiet' They made me turn, bend, show everything. I stood there, body trembling, while they circled, touching, pinching. Isabel and girls watched, laughing. 'See, Chrissy, this is what your beauty gets you.

I begged them to stop, but no one listened. Then, Isabel said the worst. 'Now, the fun part. Let them fuck you. Gangbang for the pretty girl.' My eyes widened. 'No! Please, Isabel, don't.' But she pushed me to the ground. The dirt was cold, hurting my knees.

The first beggar was the young one. He dropped his pants his cock hard and dirty, unwashed smell hitting me. 'Suck it first,' Isabel ordered. I shook head, but miya held my hair, forcing my mouth open. The cock pushed in, salty and rough on tongue. I gagged, tears flowing, but he thrust deep, fucking my mouth. 'Good slut,' he grunted. Others waited, stroking their cocks. Some were thin, some thick, all erect seeing my naked body. After some sucks, he pulled out, spit on my face. Then, he pushed me on back, legs spread. His cock head at my pussy entrance. 'No.

He didn't care. One hard push, and he entered, tearing a bit. Pain shot through me. 'Ahh!' I cried. He fucked rough, no mercy, his dirty body on mine. Hands squeezed my breasts, pinching nipples hard. The other beggars watched, some jerking off. Isabel said, 'Louder, make her scream.' He pounded faster, grunting, until he came inside, hot cum filling my pussy. He pulled out, cum dripping on ground. Next was the old man. His cock was wrinkled but hard. He made me on all fours, like dog. 'Ass up,' mariya said, slapping my butt. He entered from back, fucking my pussy again. His hands pulled my hair, making me arch. 'Tight hole,' he said. I felt humiliated, body used like toy.

One by one, they took turns. Third was fat one, heavy on me, suffocating. His cock thick, stretching me. He fucked slow but deep, making wet sounds. Cum from first mixed, making it slippery. He bit my shoulder, leaving marks. Fourth beggar was tall, with scars. He made me sit on him, riding. My body betrayed, getting wet against will. He sucked my nipples, hard bites. Then he flipped me, fucked missionary, kissing my neck with stinky mouth. Cum shot again, on my stomach this time.

Fifth one wanted ass. 'No, please not there,' I begged. But he pushed his cock head in. Burning pain, I screamed loud. He forced in, inch by inch, my ass tight. 'Relax, bitch,' he said. Slow thrusts, then faster. The girls cheered. Mariya fingered my pussy while he fucked ass, making me moan unwillingly. Double pain and pleasure confused me. He came in ass, pulling out . Last one was small man, but eager. He fucked my mouth and pussy together, switching. Finally, came on my face, sticky white on cheeks and lips.

But it didn't end. Some wanted more. The young one again, now in my ass. They rotated, gangbang full. Hands everywhere – fingering, slapping, pulling. My body was covered in sweat, cum, dirt. Pussy swollen, ass sore, mouth tasting salt. I lay there, helpless, as they used me. Hours passed, night deep. Finally, when beggars tired, they left me on ground, naked, cum leaking from holes.

The girls threw my clothes at me. Wear and get in car.' I could barely move, legs weak, body aching. Dressed roughly, salwar stained. They drove back to colony, dropped me at gate. 'Don't tell anyone,Isabel warned. I stumbled home, showered long, crying. But the pain inside remained. Jealousy destroyed me that night. I was helpless, broken.

After that horrible night with the beggars, i, was still shaking inside. My body felt dirty all the time, no matter how many times I washed. Pussy and ass hurt . Then one evening, phone rang. It was Isabel. 'Chrissy, come out for drive. Just us, no trouble.' Her voice sweet, but I knew better. 'No, please.' I whispered. She laughed soft. I had to go.

I wore simple sexy skirt and top fancy because she ordered to wear this. Slipped out ,Isabel waited in her small car near gate, alone this time. No other girls. 'Get in.' She said, eyes sharp. I sat front, hands tight on lap. Car started, drove slow through colony roads. Evening light fading, people walking home from work. 'Where going?' I asked small voice. She smiled mirror. 'Just drive, relax. You need fun after last time.' Fun? I wanted to scream. But stayed quiet.

Roads got busier, shops closing. Then she turned to quieter street, near old market area. Parked far from lights. 'Now, task for you.' My stomach twisted. 'What?' Isabel leaned close, perfume strong. 'See that van there? Black one, man sitting inside.' I looked. Van parked alone, man in driver seat, maybe 40s, familiar face. Wait, uncle type who comes home sometimes. Father's friend from office, visits for talks. He knows me since small. 'Him?' I gasped. Isabel nodded. 'Yes. Seduce him. Make him fuck you. All holes. Eyes wide. 'No! He knows dad. If he tells.She grabbed arm hard. 'Do it, slut. Go now. Act like you want.

Isabel knew that man and she plotted this all.

I stepped out, legs heavy. Walked slow to van, heart beating loud. Man looked up, saw me. 'Chrissy? What you doing here alone?' His voice surprised. I forced smile, leaned window. 'Uncle, hi. Just walking. You waiting?' He nodded. 'Yes, for friends. Oh no. More coming. But Isabel from car waved small, like go on. I swallowed. 'Can I sit? Bored.' He opened door. 'Sure, come.' Inside van, back empty, seats front. Smell of smoke and old leather. I sat close, thigh touch his. 'You grown up now, Chrissy. Beautiful.' He said, eyes on my top.

Task burned in mind. Seduce. I put hand on his leg, light. 'Thanks, uncle. You always nice.' He shifted, but didn't move away. 'What this?' Soft laugh. I leaned more, lips near ear. 'Want to play? No one knows.' His breath fast. 'Chrissy, you serious? Your father...' I kissed neck quick. 'Shh. Just us.' Hand up thigh, felt hardness grow. He groaned. 'Okay, but quick.' Pulled me back seat. Van dark inside, windows tinted. He unzipped pants, cock out thick, already hard. 'Suck it.' Ordered rough. I bent, mouth open. Took head in, tongue lick. Salty taste. He pushed head down, deeper. 'Good girl.' Fucked mouth slow, hands in hair.

Saliva dripped, throat gag. But kept going, eyes up to see him enjoy. 'You slutty today.' He said, surprised. Thought I want, but force inside. Isabel task. After minutes, he pulled out. 'Pants off.' I stood awkward, pulled jeans down with panty. Bare below. He stared pussy. 'Wet already.' Finger touched, slid in easy. Body betray, juice from fear or what. 'Bend over seat.' I did, ass up. He behind, cock at pussy. Pushed in one go. Filled full, stretch. 'Ah!' I cried soft. He thrust hard, hands on hips. 'Tight pussy.' Slap slap sound in van. Deep hits, balls on ass.

Fucked fast, sweat on back. Then pulled out, wet cock to ass. 'Now here.' No lube, just spit. Head pushed, burned. 'Slow!' But he didn't, inch by inch in. Ass tight, pain sharp. 'Take it.' Gripped waist, started pump. Both holes now, first pussy then ass switch. Mouth again when I turned. Triple use, body his toy. 'Cum in mouth.' He said last, pulled to face. Shot hot, thick ropes on tongue. Swallow bitter, cough. He zipped up, breathing heavy. 'That was wild, Chrissy. You changed.' Smiled like secret.

But not end. Outside, cars came. Two more men, father's friends I knew. One tall, one short, office colleagues. They knocked window. 'Ready for meet?' Tall one asked. He inside laughed. 'Wait, special guest.' Opened door. 'Come see.' They climbed in, saw me half naked, cum on lips. Eyes wide. 'What? Chrissy?' Short one shocked. Tall grinned. 'Looks like fun.' My uncle type explained. 'She came wanting. Slut now.' Lie, but they believed. No ask why. Isabel far, in her car, watching from dark corn enjoying show.

They excited quick. 'My turn.' Tall one first. Pulled me to lap, facing him. Cock out, big long. 'Ride.' I lowered on pussy, slow. Deep inside, hit spots. He sucked boobs through top, bit nipples. Bounced me up down, hands on ass. 'Good fuck.' Short one behind, fingered ass. 'Me next there.' Waited till tall close, then switched. Tall came on belly, sticky. Short entered ass, small but fast. Pumped quick, slapped cheeks. 'Red ass.' Pulled hair, made arch back. Mouth free, but uncle type hard again, filled it. Suck while ass fucked.

Van rocked light, but parked safe. More joined? Wait, third man came late. Father's close colleague, balding, heavy. Knocked, entered. Saw scene, joined no question. 'Share?' They nodded. He took pussy, heavy weight press. Cock average, but thrust strong. Made me legs wide on seat. 'Squeeze tight.' Fingers on clit, rubbed till body shake. Unwanted pleasure, moan escape. They laughed. 'She loves.' Rotated now. Each hole per man. Tall in mouth, deep throat. Short in pussy, fast in out. Heavy in ass, grind slow. Uncle type hands, jerk two cocks wait.

Cum started. Short first, pulled from pussy, shot on thighs. White lines down legs. Heavy in ass, flooded inside, leak out. Tall face, covered eyes almost. Uncle swallowed by me again. But they not done. Hard quick, viagra maybe. Switched positions. Me on floor van, doggy. One behind pussy, another under suck boobs. Third mouth. Full use. Bodies sweat, mix smells. Grunts, moans fill space. 'Turn her.' Lifted me, sandwich. Tall front pussy, heavy back ass. Double fill, stretch both. Moved sync, cock rub through wall. Pain pleasure blur. Short face fuck, balls on chin.

Isabel watched far, smile on face. Her plan, make me slut to own people. They think I want, chase them. But task, blackmail hold. Hours? Time lost in dark. More cum loads. Inside pussy two, ass three, mouth four. Body slick, hair messy. Holes sore, red. Begged small. 'Enough.' But 'More, slut.' They said. Finally, around 10 PM, tired. Zipped up, warned. 'Keep quiet, or tell dad you seduced us.' Laughed out. Left van one by one, meeting over like nothing.

I dressed slow, skirt sticky. Cum dripped still. Walked to Isabel car, legs weak. She drove back, giggling. 'Good job. Father's friends? If they talk, family ruin.

Now I’m free from Isabel, and in the evening Sam’s mother came to our house to give sweets to my mom. She said that her son Sam got a job at a big company, and they gave him a huge advance, and that he works from home online. She was very happy, and my mom looked happy too. But I was angry, because I knew where that money really came from and how Sam had used my body to get it. What happens next?

And my father's friends also calling me for one more round.