Preparing for the Finals

I sat tied to the chair, Lena’s wet, cum-stinking panties over my face, and could only watch helplessly as my girlfriend was impaled one after another by two strangers’ cocks on the giant screen.

The first—the muscle guy from Bad Hönningen

His thick, downward-curving cock slowly disappeared into Lena’s pussy. The camera below showed every detail: how her labia stretched white, how her dripping opening stretched around that thick shaft, how she was taken in inch by inch until her ass was pressed flat against the wall. Lena moaned loudly and deeply as he filled her completely. Then she began thrusting hard backward. Her ass slapped rhythmically against the partition, her tits swinging wildly beneath her hiked-up dress. You could see exactly how her own mixture of cum was squeezed out with every thrust and dripped onto the floor in long strands.

She came violently—shaking, her eyes rolled back—while he continued to pound into her. Then he filled her up. You could see the pulsations of his cock, see how even more cum was being shot into her.

The second one—the curly-haired guy

No sooner was the first one gone than the long, straight cock pushed through the hole. Lena turned around immediately and literally impaled herself on it. This time it went even deeper. Her moans grew louder, almost animalistic. She pushed herself back so hard that her ass cheeks were flattened. The long cock disappeared completely inside her, thrusting all the way in. She rode him like crazy, circling her hips, rubbing her clit with her hand. Her face was contorted with pleasure; cum from the previous guys ran down her chin and dripped onto her bouncing tits.

He, too, came deep inside her. When he pulled out, Lena’s pussy remained gaping open for seconds—a red, swollen hole from which a thick, creamy mixture of several loads oozed and splattered onto the floor in long, heavy strands.

The entire lecture hall cheered.

Standing next to me was the blonde—Anna. Lena’s former best friend from her first semester. The two had really fallen out back then, almost to the point of hatred. Anna grinned widely, her eyes gleaming with malicious glee.

“Finally…,” she whispered softly, more to herself. “Finally, the little princess is getting properly destroyed. And she has no idea.”

She kept stroking my cock while she spoke to the group.

“If we untie him now, he’ll freak out and warn her. Then all the fun will be over. We’ll leave him sitting here for now until he’s calmed down. We’ll continue tomorrow.”

The group agreed. Anna leaned down toward me, her lips very close to my ear:

“We have a plan for tomorrow. There’s a beautiful, guarded lake with a nude area, about 40 minutes out of town. Nude swimming is officially allowed. Lena will come there tomorrow—in your name. And anyone who feels like it can watch… or in.”

She took my phone, opened the chat with Lena, and typed on my behalf:

Peter:

Honey, I need to process all this first. I’m so turned on right now that I can barely think straight. If I go home now, I won’t be able to study—and I have that important exam tomorrow.

Do me a favor and wait for me tomorrow at 12 p.m. at these coordinates.

It’s a beautiful lake. We’ll celebrate a little, have fun, and enjoy the day. Just follow the instructions I’ll send you later.

I love you. See you tomorrow ❤

Anna sent the message and smiled contentedly.

On the screen, I saw Lena reading the message. She smiled happily, still with cum on her face and between her legs, and typed back:

Lena:

All right, my dear. I’ll be there tomorrow at 12 p.m. Can’t wait…

Anna laughed softly and stroked my cheek.

“Tomorrow, your Lena will be standing naked by a public lake—and a lot of people will be watching what happens to her. And you’ll be there too, Peter. But not as her boyfriend… but as a silent spectator.”

She squeezed my cock tightly once and whispered:

“And now… you can finally come.” He started moaning and shot his load all over her face and tits.

The two burly guys—the muscular one and the curly-haired one—grabbed me after the demonstration, cut through the zip ties, and dragged me out of the lecture hall. I fought back as best I could, but they were much stronger and hauled me through endless basement corridors until they shoved me into a small, windowless room.

The room was sparse: an old sink in the corner, two wobbly tables, a thin, stained blanket on the floor—nothing else. “If you have to pee, do it in the sink,” the curly-haired guy grinned before they slammed the heavy metal door shut and locked it.

Anna, the blonde, was the last to stand in the doorway, my cell phone still in her hand. She smiled coldly and said quietly, “You know, Peter… Lena and I used to be best friends. Until she stole the guy from me in our first semester—the one I thought I’d marry. Ever since then, I’ve been waiting for the day when I can humiliate her just as she humiliated me back then. Tomorrow at the lake, it really starts.”

Then she closed the door and left me alone in the darkness.