The Pact

It was a big thing that started out small like most big things do. We were half joking about a suicide pact, but half serious too; most of us had tried at least once. It was safe to say we'd all pretty much had it with our shit lives. Three of us were pregnant, one of us had Chlamydia, another was bipolar, I was always jonesing for hard sex and was always disappointed. And all of us were bulimic. Not just the binge/purge kind, but the sicking-up was orgasmic kind. We met in group therapy to 'cure' us of our perversion.

It was Malory who found the video of the suicide girls on some dank little site online and what they did turned all of us on. Girls like us who completely committed to going out in a brutal sexual way.

Some of the vid was sharp and clear, and some looked like it was filmed with a potato. But all showed girls our age and some older, were willingly being impaled; run through from crotch to mouth as they struggled and squirmed.

It looked like a house party because some girls still had their tops on, but they'd bared their bums so a boy could push a long, sharp pole up their vags or asses through their bellies and up their throats. Some done on floors, some in bedrooms, some in bathrooms, a couple on a balcony, and one in the backseat of a car. But all of the girls were horny and had orgasms and all of them died puking their guts out.

The video was visceral and intense and I felt a creeping hunger in my core, watching these girls get skewered tightened and loosened my vag and seeing them sicking-up everything they had made my stomach quiver.

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We learned that the pole was called a spit, and we all agreed that out of every way to suicide we could think of, an intense one like that was the best. It would be like getting the fuck of your life and once it started too frantic and intense to stop.

We all knew Sherri had hanged herself in the church bathroom and masturbated to orgasm while she did it, cumming, pissing, and shitting herself. Based on the mess it must have been an overwhelming way to go. But taking a spit would be even more overwhelming, and instead of a quick drop and strangling you'd be able to feel it coming; feeling creeping deeper; the deepest fuck of your life. Throw in a regurgitating orgasm or two and oh god, it would be so worth the ride.

I was horny to go out that way and as we talked about it, turned out most of us were. The few who didn't quietly left.

We knew boys who would probably do it for us and knew other girls who were kinky enough to help. Then Ginny got the brilliant idea to make it a competition; the goal would be near the end to push your fingers down your own throat and touch the tip of the spit in there as you got your total body spit fuck. We laughed and took turns sticking our fingers down our own throats pretending to touch the spit and urping up.

I liked gagging on cock and giving dirty throat jobs, so I was all for it and told the other girls that if you just relaxed and let a boy throat fuck you it felt amazing.

"It turns your stomach and throat into sex organs." I told them, "And if you're already on the edge it makes you cum so hard."

Ginny agreed; her brother had been throat fucking her for years while he ate her vag.

"Extra points if you live long enough to let someone else touch it!" Ginny laughed, and just like that, out of a silly conversation it became a thing.

A boy we knew named Kevin, who was into violent kinky shit loved the idea after watching the video. He told us about an abandoned school we could use.

"You can be like those girls." he told us, "Fucking legends."

Kevin said he had friends who would help and that they'd make the spits where one of them worked. We asked him how soon? and he said just a few days so we could do it the next Saturday night. And in those few days he spread word about what we planned and told us he invited a few kinky girls he knew who wanted to tagalong, saying they wanted to help rev us up.

"Any of them into eating girl ass?" I asked him, "I love me a good ass eater."

It was exciting to walk past a bunch of boys and girls sitting on the front steps of row houses and have them whistle and say they'd see us Saturday. One girl looked at me as she wriggled her tongue between her fingers and god I hoped she'd be there.

On the day, Kevin took us all crammed in his van to the old school that teens and junkies used as a flop house and for sex. It was grungy and stunk of pee, sweat, and crotch, but we knew that wouldn't matter once we got started.

My belly was primed with a 2 ltr bottle of Sprite that I chugged before Kevin picked us up. I felt it heavy in my stomach and was nervous as we walked into the basement. So many boys and girls were already there to watch us. But when they all started stripping down I relaxed and peeled off my jeans and underpants. kicked off my shoes.

Even the tagalong girls who showed up were getting into it, and all us suicide pact girls started masturbating to warm ourselves up, and people started playing with us to help us along.

The girl who wriggled her tongue at me came and laid me down on my belly on a dirty mattress and parted my bum cheeks and ate my ass until I came. It was sweet and relaxing and got my body loose and ready for what I was about to do.

I was still on the mattress when Malory laid down beside me and was the first to take a spit. As Kevin carefully worked it through her vag, cervix, and into her uterus I could tell the sensations were strong inside her and she was scared. But she started making desperate sexy sounds and as I watched I felt hollow and empty, wet and oozing, craving what Kevin was doing to her. Ginny knelt beside her and masturbated while she gagged herself to get used to fingering her throat for what was to come. I was pinching and twisting my nipples under my top as I watched Malory take it.

Malory jerked and squirmed when the spit broke through into her belly, then got a faraway look in her eyes, and started to curl her pelvis and shudder as Kevin slow fucked it deeper and deeper and there was no doubt she was cumming as she strained and grunted.

Suddenly she turned her head and emptied her stomach in long gurgling heaves so we know the spit had punctured it. Kevin kept fucking her relentlessly and when Malory started dry heaving we knew it was in her gullet. She fingered her throat and touched the tip. No one else had time to touch her spit because she was squirming and twisting in orgasm on the mattress and spent the last minutes of her life convulsing and heaving.

The basement was soon loud with girls taking their spits.

Casey got started while Malory was still squirming. She wanted to be tied down with her bum in the air, taking her spit.

Kelli took it on all fours, fingering her throat and puking as she was being fucked right up to the back of her gullet.

Trina took it belly down on a table, moaning and puking as she got the fuck of her life. She didn't even try to touch it, she just seemed lost in how overwhelming it felt moving inside her.

Ginny laid down on the floor in the corner and her boy buried it deep in her as a couple tagalong girls played with her tits. Her boy really went to work on her when it punctured her stomach and she puked up like a fountain.

With all this going around me and other girls and boys getting sexed up while they watched, I wanted it.

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I wanted it so bad.

That hollow, empty place inside me was a quivering tube from my vag to my throat and I wanted it filled and fucked like I've never wanted anything before.

"Kevin. I need you." I said and was annoyed at how whiney my voice was.

Kevin slid the spit out of Malory as she was still staring at the ceiling and trembling, I still on the mattress, curled on my side and lifted my right leg to bare myself for him and as soon as it slid inside me my then became my now.

I'm getting it now, like the other girls are getting it now, even a couple tagalong girls who didn't come here to suicide are getting done.

I'm amped and nervous but so horny as he works it inside me. It's still warm and slick from Malory's body.

Everyone in the basement is sexed up now and I can still hear Casey and Trina puking up as they get spit fucked. It's officially a snuff orgy and we're making a godawful mess. I can already see the headlines.

The basement is humid from all the sweaty bodies and it reeks of sex and puke. The girl who ate my ass is standing above me, masturbating as she watches, her vag dripping and spattering down wetting my hair.

Feeling the tip slide through my vag and penetrate my cervix is like heaven to my hungry belly, and when Kevin starts fucking it deeper I start losing my shit. It's sending electric quivers right up my core, making me clench and shudder. It feels like my long belly is one empty hole from my vag to my gullet that I need filled and fucked.

He fucks me slow and deep and my whole belly comes alive like the spit is pure orgasm penetrating me. The deeper into my uterus he strokes it the more my belly churns and my vag cramps to grip the shaft as it slides in and out. Soon my uterus is throbbing in time to my fucking as the spit bites the top of it and stretches it deep up inside my belly.

This is the most intrusive thing I've ever felt and it's making me quiver and shake, but I know more is coming. A lot more; it's not even in my guts yet.

I strain and cry out against the pain as Kevin fucks a hole in the top of my uterus, pushing and holding before he pulls back and pushes deeper again and again. The intense knot of sex pain in my belly makes me squirm and I roll onto my back, spreading my legs wide for him.

The pain is sharp and feels like electric orgasms pulsing under my belly button and I feel my stomach and gullet quivering in anticipation because I know where it's going. It's all so overwhelming all I can do is make animal noises and squirm.

I hear a boy say "I've got her hair." and see he's holding Trina's long hair in a ponytail as she moans and gurgles up everything in her stomach.

"Keep going." he tells the boy fucking her with her spit, "Keep going."

On the mattress beside me, Malory's belly is swollen from internal bleeding and some is leaking out of her vag. I feel a wash of love for my bloated dead girlfriend knowing that soon I'll join her and feeling her near is comforting.

Then I squeal as I feel the spit rip through the top of my uterus into my guts and this rises to a whole new level of gut fucking.

I can feel the spit sliding up and down through the coils of my intestines and they too come alive and start squirming and writhing around it like a bag of snakes. I discover that if I push my belly outward the fucking sensation gets stronger, and when I tighten my belly and push out, a deep throbbing orgasm curls my toes. So that's what I do as Kevin gives me my final ultimate fuck; bloating my belly to make me feel more vulnerable, then clenching and pushing to cum over and over and over.

I love this spit fucking my body, and start rubbing my clit like a mad thing wanting the feelings to keep getting stronger. I love this invasive intensity and I understand why none of the girls in the video wanted it to stop.

I want to cry out like the girls in the video, to beg Kevin to keep fucking me through these rolling orgasms, but I can't. I'm too overwhelmed by the perverse ecstasy he's giving me to encourage him. I don't have to tell him; he isn't going to stop, or even slow down and I love him for that,

Then I feel the spit poke my stomach and I heave a little, and it feels so good. I passively let my body react to my impalement and let myself sink into the experience.

I turn my head to gag and hurl but the spit punctures my stomach and starts fucking me there. My belly convulses with an intense orgasmic wave and I spew my foamy Sprite violently across the floor in one explosive ejaculation, and the world dims and blurs.

It's still fucking my stomach and making me dry-heave as I come back to full awareness. I find myself looking up at the girl who ate my ass finger-banging herself like a mad thing, her drippings spattering on my face.

Then the spit is stroking through my gullet and I reach up and grip my throat. Feeling it moving in there as the root of my tongue reacts and my mouth waters like crazy. The girl above me is cumming and squirting piss as I slide three fingers down my throat and I can feel the tip prodding the root of my tongue.

I'm lost in a rolling orgasm as I gag and gurgle, then feel a change in the rhythm of the spit fucking me. At first I don't understand, but Kevin suddenly appears beside me and cradles my head in his lap. He's let someone else finish me as he pulls my fingers out of my throat and slides his in deep.

He presses down on the root of my tongue making me gurgle, then plays with the tip as it slithers up and down my gullet, moving it around and around as it keeps thrusting and I realize I've won the game; I've lived long enough to let someone else finger my throat while I'm still heaving and cumming.

I've been spit-roasted before with a guy in my vag and one in my throat, but this is that on steroids. This is a complete full body orgasm with a rigid spit moving inside me from vag to throat and Kevin's fingers digging deep.

Oh fuck, this is ecstasy.

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I fade slowly; still being fucked by the spit; still having my throat fucked by Kevin's fingers; still cumming and cumming and cumming.

The best suicide pact ever.