Suzanne gets a birthday surprise

My birthday is in mid May, which happens to coincide with graduations and finals and all kinds of fun college things. I historically kept it pretty low key and maybe had a small party with friends. Kait asked if I had anything in mind.
"Not really..." I responded absentmindedly. "I never do much. It's just another day, honestly."
"Well what if it wasn't?" She asked.
"What do you mean? It's just..." I started.
"I mean, what if it wasn't just another day? What if we made it a day to remember for you? I mean, you only turn 21 once, right?"
I thought I saw where she was going with it. " I'm not big on the bars, Kait. Not really my thing..." I said
"But fucking is." She responded bluntly.
I must've given her an odd look, because her smile widened and she said:"Just you wait. I've got a surprise planned for you...."

The day finally came around, and good to her word, Kait unveiled her surprise.
"So I lined up a little party for you tonight..." She led in.
"Okayyyy...." I said. "What's the catch?"
She was practically shaking she was smiling so hard.
"The catch..... Is that it's the Suzanne show tonight." She said, somewhat anticlimactically.
"Huh?" I said bewildered.
"It's all you. Not me, or Jin, or anyone else. You're going to get dicked down by 42 horny dudes all by yourself." She smiled.
"I'm...." I started to say.
"You're going to be a cock juggling, fuck pig cum dumpster as long as you want tonight." She sounded almost proud of saying it. "You should get dressed..." She smiled as she left me standing in my room, my head spinning with a thousand different thoughts.
I must have tried on a dozen different outfits, and couldn't come to any decision. Finally Kait came in to see what was taking me so long.
"So just wear that..." She said as she gestured in my general direction.
I turned to look at the pillow of clothes and lace and stockings on my bed. "Wear what?" I asked aloud.
She came up behind me, cupped my tits and pinched my nipples. I felt a warm trickle of jizz run down my naked thigh.
"What you've got on," she whispered in my ear.
I turned to face her.
"You don't need to cover anything up. I want to watch them fuck you into a puddle."
I smiled wide at the thought. "Ok." I said as I made for the door. "Let's go..."
She started to say something about wearing "literally anything" but I was already down the stairs and headed for her car.

Which is how, 15 minutes later, we pulled up to the house at state college and I walked to and through the front door. Completely naked. A few guys were in the foyer and looked at me, jaws agape.
"So I heard someone got me a train for my birthday?" I said to them. "Any of you want to show me how it's run?"
A fingertip in my mouth and a practiced innocent look was all it took.
"Jesus Christ, Suzanne...." Kait said.
In no time flat one of them had his thick cock pounding my juicy cunt as I worked another with my mouth and throat. They both finished and we moved to the large central room where a larger crowd had gathered. I saw a few familiar faces, James and Mitts among them. There was the large, low ottoman in the center of the room, and I made my way toward it. As I turned to face the assembled throng I couldn't help smiling in excitement. James said to me: "Well, it's your birthday, you tell us what you want."
I thought this might be coming, so I had something I thought would throw them: "How about tie me up and make me a cum filled fuck pig?" I said completely confident.
James didn't flinch. "Ok." He motioned to two guys nearby and within a heartbeat it seemed they were back with rope, restraints, gags, toys... You name it.
First, my arms were pulled behind my back and lashed wrist to elbow. Next, they frogtied my legs; ankles were tied to my thighs, and then that was tied off snugly to my arm restraints. The end result was a complete inability to close my legs or move my arms, and my chest was forced out to prominently display my massive tits and hard nipples.
I gave a devious smile and said to the room: "First one to make me cum gets to do it again!"
And they began my night of debauchery.
Wasting no time, the first guy put me back on the ottoman and sent his thick shaft deep into my asshole (thankfully I lubed it good before we'd left).
"Oh, fuck that's good.." I murmured.
My face was suddenly filled with another massive, half hard cock being slowly brought to life in it's owners hand. As I made to lick his shaft, he deposited his balls in my mouth. I hummed lightly on them as he continued stroking his b**st awake. By the time he buried himself in my throat a minute later, I felt the stud in my ass pull out and finish on my stomach. He quickly made room for the next guy who grabbed me by the thighs for leverage. He ran his dick up and down my juicy slit before finally shoving himself inside me. His thrusts were deep as he pulled himself into me and in short order he finished as well.
The stud in my throat exploded his salty sweet treat in my mouth and withdrew. In all it had been maybe ten minutes.
I swallowed and said to the room: "I'm glad you boys are enjoying yourselves, but does anyone want to try making me cum on my birthday?"
"I got you, Ma." Was all I heard. And then Mitts came into view. "Just like last time, or you want it harder?" He smiled wryly.
I smiled back. "Harder." I said sweetly.
He did not disappoint.
I've never been a **********, but Mitts tossed me around like a toy. And his cock was absolutely massive. Easily a foot long, it was as thick as my wrist, at least. He rolled me face down on the ottoman and shoved his girth inside me. Working my pussy slowly, he grabbed me by the ropes around my arms and pulled me back against him, forcing himself deep inside my cunt.
"Oh fuck yesss..." I whispered.
His free hand grabbed one of my nipples, hard and stretched as he forced my chest out. I felt myself loose a torrent as I squirted.
"That's my shit, right there, Ma." He said.
His other hand came around and did the same to my other tit as he began to slowly work himself in and out of my now dripping pussy.
After a few minutes, he put me face down in the ottoman again, fucking my ever widening hole all the while. As I felt the first of his fingers begin to probe my asshole, I began to beg for it.
"Oh, fuck yes, Daddy. Please, Daddy." It was almost pathetic. Taking his time he slowly fit three then four fingers into my asshole; he was using it as a handle now to pull me against the thrusts of his cock. He was waiting for me to beg for the whole thing. So I obliged him.
"PLEASE!" I shouted.
"Please what?" I could hear the smile on his face.
I couldn't stop myself. I needed this. "PLEASE PUT IT IN ME!"
"Put what in you, Ma?"
I searched for the words but all I could say... shout, actually was:"FUCKING FIST ME! PLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASE...."
I felt his thumb knuckle get swallowed up by my asshole; his fist balled inside me and he began to use it to pull my full weight against his cock as he fucked me. Until it pulled free. And he buried it again. And again and again.
His load exploded in my pussy, and I could feel it running out and down my thighs as he pulled free. He rolled me onto my back and positioned himself so that I could swallow his thick, meaty, cum covered black cock as he bent over and proceeded to begin pummeling my gaping, cum leaking pussy with his fist. As I milked him with my mouth and throat, he worked his magic of punch fucking both my holes that were quickly becoming ruined craters. My legs shook uncontrollably, and as he pulled one of his massive paws free I heard him say :"looks like I get to fuck her again when y'all's done. Someone come fuck this girl summore."
With no delay, someone was right there to fill me up, cocks pounding thunderously at my holes and hands mauling my tits.
After another half hour or so, they unbound me so I could be used a little more freely; riding one cock while getting ridden by another. I was covered in sweat and literally drenched in cum; my tits and face must have looked like glazed donuts, and I could feel jism, cum and lube running freely out of my fuckholes and down my thighs.
Kait sat and watched the whole time; switching between filming me in clips on her phone and fits of sitting on James' cock, she looked like she was enjoying herself almost as much as I was.
Mitts made his way forward again and gave me a smile, letting me know he was ready for round two. There was another guy standing just behind him, and Mitts turned to him and motioned to me. He was markedly different from the rest of the house, in that he was ******* for tall, maybe 150 pounds and white. None of that bothered me any, just seemed funny how out of place he appeared.
"Got one more wants to know if you mind, Ma. He cool." Mitts said.
"Only if he does whatever he wants to me..." I said jokingly.
"Really?" The guy asked. "Anything?"
"Haven't you been watching, cutie?" I asked. "Yes, anything."
He looked at Mitts. "Hey, man, do y'all's thing. I ain't gonna stop you." He said.
He looked back to me. "Can you..err.. Would you..."
"Just say it, man." Mitts was getting short.
He took a deep breath. "Sit on my face and suck my dick while he fucks you in the ass."
Wasn't expecting that. Not even a little.
But I tried not to miss a beat. "Can I fuck you when he's done with me again?" I asked coyly.
"You can fuck me for the rest of time if you want!" He beamed. His enthusiasm was adorable.
He laid back on the ottoman and as I got my legs astride his head, his hands spread my ass cheeks wide as he pulled me down to bury his face in my ruined, gaping, cum filled cunt. Mitts wasted no time shoving his shaft up my asshole and pummeling away from every angle he could. I set to work sucking a surprisingly big cock for such an average sized guy.
Everything started to happen all at once; just as I started to vigorously throat fuck myself on this guy, Mitts thrust himself deep as he grabbed my tits and squeezed. I felt him dump another hot load into my ass at the same time my pussy gushed a literal flood of jizz and cum all over this poor guy and presumably down his throat. He had found my clit with his mouth and tongue and was working it vigorously. I felt Mitts slide out of me as he stood up, and his cock was quickly replaced by a fist.
In a heartbeat, I was rolled onto my back. All I could see was this guys rock hard shaft and balls in my face, so I swallowed his marbles as I worked his slick shaft with my hand. He continued to work my fuckholes with both his fist and mouth; sucking, licking and plunging in and out of the mess that my gaping holes had become.
As I continued to work his shaft, I could feel the eruption of cum as it shot out of his cock. He sat up and moaned as he emptied himself on my heaving chest. As he stood up, I assumed he was finished. I rubbed his load all over my tits and squeezed my nipples, forcing another torrent to gush from my pussy.
"Oh, good, you're not finished, either..." He said, matter of factly. He positioned himself to grab my by the thighs and proceeded to bury himself fast and furiously in my fuckholes. Full, deep strokes. It felt like each one pulled clear of whatever hole he had been in before plunging into another. I grasped to hold myself to the ottoman as he pounded me mercilessly and without rest for what felt like an eternity.
Realistically, it was probably closer to five minutes, but it felt like I'd just run a marathon in that time. Everything about me shook and leaked and ached in the best possible way. He had exhausted himself and rested atop of me, his cock still rock hard and buried inside me, one hand lazily rubbing a tit and playing with my nipple.
Out of nowhere he said:"I'm Ryan, by the way. Mitts said you don't sleep with guys you don't know."
Shakily, breathlessly I said: "Is that so?"
I couldn't help chiding him:"And why would he tell you such a thing?"
Without hesitation he said :"So you can stay with me and we can do this again tomorrow morning."
I couldn't suppress a laugh. "Is that what we're doing then, Ryan?"
"I mean... Only if you...uh..." He stammered.
I cut him off. "If you can fuck me like that again tomorrow morning, I'll marry you." I said. I was only half joking.

We got cleaned up and spent the night in a borrowed room. I woke up the next morning and found myself curled up next to him. He was still asleep, but his cock wasn't. It was at full attention and I thought it could use some. As gently as I could, I rolled him onto his back. I worked his tip for a little bit with my tongue, and when it didn't seem like he was going to wake up for it, I swallowed his shaft to the balls. After a few bobs of my head, he finally woke up, saying: "You've got a nice way of waking a guy up..."
Letting his cock slide from my mouth into my hand, I kept stroking him as I tried my best to purr:"Well you're pretty good at getting a girl to bed..."
"So you still want that fucking?" He asked, lazily.
"If you think you can manage..." I replied with a hint of snark.
He did more than manage. He started by fucking my pussy to a sloppy wet hole all over again, and once that was sufficiently gaped, he proceeded to pound me in my asshole from every conceivable angle, until it to was also a sloppy, wide maw. I'd cum three or four times before he finally loosed a puddle of sticky white mess on my chest. He rearranged himself so that we were in position to 69, and as I swallowed his shaft to milk him, I felt his hands, hands plural slide inside me, one in my pussy and one in my ass.
I couldn't contain a gasp at the surprise, which only grew as he began to punch fuck each hole separately. His hands pulling free of me only to plunge right back in, ball up, take a few pumps and pull free again. My pleasure was so complete, so thorough, that I was reduced to an incoherent, shaking mess for hours.
Eventually, he brought me home later in the afternoon wearing a borrowed bathrobe since I'd bothered to show up completely naked. It only stayed on long enough to get to my room, where he fucked me another three times before we both fell asleep in a puddle of our own sweat and cum.
That was almost ten years ago, and we've been together ever since.