Anita looked very proud of herself, each hand holding a thick, meaty cock near her face.

She turned toward the white cock with the pink-purple head and kissed it. Then she turned to the black one, opened wide and began sucking. Before long she was trying to jam both cocks into her mouth at once. Her lips stretched apart, but the cocks were too big.

Each guy started nudging his cock forward, trying to get it all the way into her mouth. She had to go quickly from cock to cock, sucking and jerking, sucking and jerking, and when one began spurting its hot, thick load, she opened wide to make sure all of it went down her throat. Her tongue missed some of the hot cream, though, and it dribbled down her chin.

She guided the other cock past her come-smeared lips and sucked it deep as a wad of the other guy’s jizz hung lewdly off her chin. Her eyes rolled up when the guy grabbed her head in his massive hands and began to fuck her face. The strand of come hanging from her chin fell to her right breast, and a moment later a gusher of milky semen exploded into her waiting mouth.

She grinned into the camera, the big limp cocks in her hands the loads of ejaculate hanging off her lips, and sang out, “Happy birthday to me!”

Louie hit the button on Anita’s iPod, saying, “Waddya do, watch these videos when you take the bus to work in the morning?”

“No,” Anita answered with a giggle, “I just transferred it off my computer so you could see it! That was my 18th birthday. I wanted to do something real special. My fantasy was to do two guys, and my boyfriend recorded the whole thing for me. Afterwards, we fucked all night!”

“Yeah? Well, we’ve fucked all night and day,” Louie said, in case she’d forgotten that he replaced that old boyfriend — or some other old boyfriend of hers — six months ago.

“You’re the best,” Anita said, nodding. “So I know you’re going to give me the best birthday ever. So, do you wanna hear what it is I want for my 21st birthday?”

“Twenty-one guys?”

Anita’s eyes glowed. “How’d you know? That’s fierce!”

Louie tried to keep his composure. He’d only been joking. He knew Anita was wild, so watching her suck off two guys while her then-boyfriend recorded it hadn’t shocked him, but this request definitely took him by surprise.

“A gang bang, Louie! I want to fuck 21 guys on my 21st birthday,” she said. “It’s not about us. You’re the only man I want. I wouldn’t change a thing about us. Being with you is magical!”

“And what? You think I can make 21 cocks magically appear?”

“You ever see one of those gang-bang movies? The girls in those videos look like they love it!”

“They’re actresses,” Louie said.

“Come on, there’s no acting in porn movies. What you see is what it is. It’s real sex,” Anita insisted. “Look, I didn’t ever suck off two guys at once again. I just wanted to do it and see what it was like. It was my birthday. And this year I want a gang bang.”

“I don’t know if I wanna be around for the big five-oh with you — ”

Louie stared at Anita. Was she really going to enjoy 21 guys fucking her, one right after the other? How long could she possibly spend fucking? And how would he put this show together? Obviously he’d have to record it for her, too —

The days leading up to the gang bang were tough. Anita couldn’t stop talking about it, her eyes getting wide and excited each time the thought crossed her mind. Louie couldn’t help dreading it. He tried to find guys he could trust, but no one he or his girlfriend knew. He was going to have to set up some ground rules. And all the guys had to agree to being recorded. There was a lot to do.

For the big night, Louie and Anita rented a room at a sleazy ranch house-style motel where anyone could come and knock on the door without having to pass through the lobby. Louie kept the door unlocked and taped up a small sign: “Knock before entering.”

“I’m a little bit nervous!” Anita said, climbing onto the bed. “This is gonna be great!”

The lights in the room were bright and shined on Anita’s naked body. Two guys arrived at the same time, then three more. “Okay, here’s the rules,” Louie called out, trying to sound like his favorite boxing referee, Joe Cortez. “You gotta use a condom, and there’s a five-minute limit. I got a timer!”

Anita had a strange look on her face, one of anticipation and lust, as she reached for the lube. She poured the lube in her hand and finger-fucked herself, getting it deep in her slit. Then the first guy joined her on the bed. He got into position and began to fuck her right away. None of the other guys said a word, silently stroking their dicks as they waited. A few guys had to beg off or swap places in line because they weren’t ready. But, for the most part, things were going smoothly, much to everyone’s delight.

“And that’s … five minutes,” Louie called out from behind the camcorder. “If you didn’t come, hang around and jerk off into the yellow bowl there on the nightstand. Watch her get fucked and jerk off into the bowl — ”

Caught in the moment, surrounded by men, the smell of sweat and come and cologne in the air, Anita was all of a sudden overcome by a wave of panic. Twenty-one guys? All strangers? She could see more and more men walking in, filling the room. Some looked horny, some looked evil, some looked plain creepy. She moaned softly and looked down to watch the guy fuck her, his body thrusting while her legs wrapped around him. She didn’t look at his face, and when he was done, she rolled over onto her belly.

She didn’t want to see their faces or their bodies. Same for the weird tattoos and ugly patterns of chest hair. So she lay facedown, her eyes closed, and let her other senses take over. She felt the next guy climb over her and start thrusting his fat log in and out of her sopping slit. And it felt good! She liked the feel of hands on her, dicks in her.

Louie focused on the pricks slamming into Anita’s pussy, but he also found himself moving around the bed, getting in her face, capturing the looks of agony and ecstasy. It was as if she was having one crazy-ass dream after another, her eyes shut tight and her mouth taut one minute, her lips going slack as she began to groan the next. At last she was experiencing the turn-on that had eluded her at the beginning of the gang bang. Louie smiled as he watched her through the camera’s viewfinder.

“Oh, yeah, baby! I could fuck you all night!” Anita cried. “Give me more!”

Louie watched as her fat butt shook each time some guy’s dick sank into her pussy. Her body was shiny with sweat, and Louie could hardly wait to finish her off. He wanted to hear her cry, “No mas! No mas!” and gasp as his load topped off her tank and made her juices leak onto the sheets.

The current stud froze for a minute, the filthy pleasure of his act making him squint and grimace. “Yeah,” he grunted. He pulled out, the condom he wore stretched out and filled with a huge load of come.

Louie pointed to the next guy. “See that gaper? Get right on in there! Up and in! Let’s go!”

Anita was breathing hard as she thrust back to meet the guy’s strokes. She got on her hands and knees next, her stiff nipples grazing the sheets as she was pummeled, her tits swinging back and forth. “How many is that, Louie? I lost count.”

“We got number nine!”

“I can take ‘em all!” she practically shrieked. “I can take ‘em all!”

Louie nodded. He felt proud of Anita, watching her get fucked like this. She was right, she could take them all. There was the big, fat, black cock stretching her cunt at the moment, and next she’d clamp her pussy around a long, tan pipe. Then her body rose up and her asshole seemed to wink at Louie as a bent white dick shimmied into her twat.

Whatever size or shape, Anita’s talented cunt sucked it in and gripped it and got it to shoot its load. A couple of guys kept circling the bed. They’d had their turns already, but their cocks were still hard. They pulled and tugged and then rushed to the yellow dog bowl to add more jizz to the jiggling mass that could be smelled from far across the crowded room.

“Keep the line moving, guys,” Louie called out. “When you’re done, just leave quietly.” He turned his attention back to the bed then. “Oh yeah, man, fuck her! Fuck her! Make her remember good old Number 17!”

Anita moaned as she worked up a rhythm for those fuckers to follow. The more she was fucked, the more she wanted it. She got into her groove like never before, rocking back and forth, locked in a rhythm with whichever cock was plugging her. Now that she felt like things were taking off, she didn’t want the gang bang to end. Every time Louie called out, “That’s it, your five minutes are up,” she begged for more. Every time there was a pause because she’d milked some guy’s cock and rendered him momentarily motionless, she’d let out a throaty chuckle and then shout, “Don’t make me stop!”

Finally, she heard Louie call it. “That’s it, babe. This is the last one.”

A wiry stud gave a contemptuous laugh as he looked down at the soggy sheets and Anita’s shimmering thighs, sweaty ass and glistening back. Like the others, he got off on the sleaze factor, and once inside her, he fucked her like jackhammer, wanting to make sure she remembered him. “We saved the best for last,” the guy joked as he pulled off his T-shirt, his throbbing cock jutting out from the open zipper of his pants. He fucked her as fast as he could, his hips moving at a swift pace.

The guy lasted a few minutes before suddenly straightening up and then staring down with a look of surprise, as if he couldn’t believe he was shooting his load into a twat that was still tight after being fucked by 20 guys. He eased out of her cunt, emptied his condom into the dish, and gave a fist-bump to Louie.

“She’s hot,” he said, zipping his pants and moving toward the exit. “Does the lady want more?”

“No thanks, pal. I’m gonna finish her off myself,” Louie said, waving the guy out of the room and locking the door behind him. Then he put the camcorder on the dresser and pointed it toward the bed.

Anita eased herself onto her back, her over-fucked pussy glimmering with lube. Her legs fell open easily and her thighs were slick with sweat. Louie stood in front of her, his cock harder and thicker than she’d ever seen it. She glanced up and saw that he was holding the dog dish. He tipped it slightly, spilling all 21 loads into Anita’s waiting mouth. She swallowed load after load, then looked up at Louie.

“You got fucked 21 times for your 21st birthday,” Louie said. “And now you got all the juice you could swallow. Now I have one last gift for you, the icing for your cake — or cream pie. No condom with me, baby!

You’ll feel my hot semen shoot into your cunt. But first, get your legs up. Get ‘em up high and spread ‘em wide — Wider — Keep those legs up!”

And then he slid his cock into her, giving her a slow, steady fuck. He knew that, even after all those guys, no one could fuck Anita like he could. She knew it, too. She looked into his eyes and felt her orgasm build.

Soon she gripped his cock with her pussy, feeling it spurt deep inside her as her muscles milked it dry. But he stayed hard, and he fucked her over and over, making her come so many times she lost count. If she had to guess, though, she’d have said she came 21 times —