Well, the party had gone well, little sis had gone to bed happy, he had heard her and her sleepover friends laughing until after he himself came to be....He looked at the clock, after one, at least he had not got to get up early for anything, so he could enjoy a nice lie-in. He felt himself waking to the sound of muffled giggling. He wanted to just turn over and go back to sleep, but little alarm bells were ringing in his head. Giggling?He opened one eye, to see little sis, at the side of his. Some of these bastards even inserted their long fingers into her nicely shaven pussy and probed her tight anus.She suddenly stood up and asked who was the new divorced guy.A huge smiling black guy stood up and slowly walked out to her.Anita then dropped to her knees before him and unzipped his pants and pulling them down to his ankles.A massive erect dark cock sprung free and swayed before her face. Taking it in both hands, Anita announced that she would make him glad he was now divorced. So. I found that to be mild interest, surprised that such lewd behavior was tolerated at our high school. It was like things were ... changing. People were not acting the way they should. And yet ... somehow it felt right.My forehead furrowed as the baying pack of guys swarmed Pearline and grabbed her. They ripped at her clothes. She let out a moan of wanton delight, gasping, “Yes, yes, you can fuck me too, boys! I’m a slut!”I shook my head. It was definitely odd. Like Justin’s parents showing up. I made myself cum four times with sloshy orgasms until I finally went to bed exhausted.The next day I woke up and wondered what I should wear. It was a warm day, and I was still horny from the previous day, so I decided to wear something slutty. I wore a tight white skirt, which went down to just above my knees, and a black lace bra under a black jacket with no shirt. I considered wearing matching panties, but realized that I'd rather go commando. I looked at myself in the mirror and thought.