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When Max had asked me to go with him to The Den, I admit I was a little apprehensive. He’s always been a really good friend and has helped me through some tough times. So even though it seemed a little creepy, I decided to go along so he could get in. I’d never had any kind of sexual feelings towards him in the past, aside from the rare fleeting thought of “what if” that everyone has about friends of the opposite sex.
From the moment we walked in the door, something had changed in me. The woman calling us out and challenging us caused me to double down on my commitment to the role. I hadn’t been laid in a while and fucking Max was a two-birds-one-stone situation: I got off and we convinced the woman we were a real couple.
“Alright, that was quite the scene. You’re in.” The woman told us, “Max, you can follow me this way. Chelsea, you wait here. Sandra will be in soon to escort you.”
With that the woman took Max by the hand and led him through a door on the far side of the room. I tried to see what was beyond but all I could see was darkness and not much else. I didn't have to wait long for Sandra to show up. Had she just been waiting outside the door the whole time?
“Chelsea? I’m Sandra,” she said. “That was quite the performance you and your boyfriend just put on. This room has a camera that broadcasts live to some TVs throughout The Den. He barely lasted two minutes! Your pussy must be incredible.”
I was stunned and a little embarrassed that an unknown number of people had just watched me suck and fuck Max. But she was right about my pussy. I don’t know about ‘incredible’ but I do have a very tight vagina. I haven't been with many guys but none have been able to last more than a few minutes. It’s a blessing and a curse, I suppose because even a guy with an average-sized dick, like Max can feel huge.
Sandra was much nicer than the woman and I instantly liked her. She was my height - about 5’5 or so - with platinum blonde hair. Her body was similar to mine, slim and tone but her breasts were a bit smaller. Since she had entered from inside The Den, she was already naked and I couldn't help but check her out from head to toe.
“Yes, I’m Chelsea,” I responded, a little sheepishly. “What’s next?”
“We separate first timers to discourage them from clinging to each other or getting too protective when they see others approach their partner. So that means you'll be on the other side of the house from Max and there will be nothing to hold you back from releasing your inhibitions,” Chelsea informed me.
She walked across the room and opened another door and motioned for me to follow her. I did as I was told and stepped through the door behind her. We walked down a long, dimly lit hallway that opened into an equally dimly lit bar area.
“Thomas, will you please make Chelsea here a…” Sandra said to the bartender, trailing off as a cue for me to place my order.
“Um… vodka and soda. A double. Please!” I told Thomas.
“Coming right up, Ma’am,” Thomas politely replied to Sandra.
Thomas handed me my drink and I took as sip. It was delicious and exactly what I needed to calm my nerves.
“Well, Chelsea, you heard the rules when you entered but let me remind you just in case anything slipped your mind in all the excitement. No speaking from this point forward. By being here, you are consenting - so no saying ‘no’. And you’re already naked so no need to worry about remembering the last rule,” Sandra reminded me. “Have fun, pretty girl.”
I nodded my understanding, not wanting to break rule number one. My plan from here on was to blend into the scenery and avoid eye contact. The second rule worried me since my plan was not to fuck any strangers tonight. This was a favor for Max, not a gang bang for me.
I took a seat in the bar area and enjoyed my drink - letting the vodka do some magic in bringing me back down after cumming all over Max’s cock and everything else that happened before and after. I finished it rather quickly and headed back to get another from Thomas the bartender. I pointed to my glass and gave the international signal for “another one of these, please!”
Thomas got to work on my drink and I took a look around the room. There were a few other ladies in the room and a few men sitting around the lounge, seemingly recovering from recent activities or getting ready to join in.
No sooner than Thomas setting my drink on the bar in front of me did I feel a hand lightly caress my exposed ass. I turned suddenly, startled, and came face to face with an average-looking man in his mid-40s. He wasn’t ugly but he certainly was not what I would consider attractive compared to the guys I was used to hitting on me. Realizing that we were both naked, I tried to play it cool and not look down at the rest of his body. The problem with this move was that by keeping eye-contact, I seemed more interested than I was. Rule two flashed through my mind.
His hand grabbed mine and he gave me a head nod as if to say “follow me.” He lead me out of the bar area and into a huge ball room. The ball room was covered with expensive-looking furniture of all kinds - couches, ottomans, plush chairs, benches. The furniture was not the shocking part of the scene before me. About two-thirds of the furniture was covered with people in various states of love-making. No matter where I looked, someone was getting sucked, licked, or fucked by one, two, or three different partners.
As we walked, I stole a glance at the nameless man leading the way. He was short and a bit pudgy. I couldn’t believe this was about to happen. We walked over to a large chair in a darker corner of the room. He turned to face me and sat down. This was the first time that I had the courage to look down at his dick. He was already rock hard, yet only about four inches long. He motioned for me to get down on my knees. He was treating me like a whore and I was not too happy about it but rules are rules and I couldn’t blow my cover. I knew what I agreed to.
I figured if he was going to treat this like a business transaction, then I would too. I sank to my knees, set my drink on the floor, and went right to work. I sucked his small erection into my mouth, covering him with saliva. I jerked him off quickly while keeping the head in my mouth. After a few minutes, he stood and pulled me to my feet.
Next he bent me over the arm of the chair and slid his dick into my cunt. Luckily, I was still full of Max’s cum so he slid right in. I wasn’t exactly lubricated from sucking this guy’s cock. Wanting this to end soon, I squeezed my pussy muscles tightly around him as he pumped in and out. No more than a minute later, he pulled out and shot his load all over my ass and back.
As quickly as he had cum, he was gone. A sat back on the chair, picked up my drink, and took another hit off it. As unpleasant as that was, it wasn’t like it was completely disgusting or gross. It just left me completely unsatisfied. I sat for about twenty more minutes until my drink was gone. I decided I would head back to the bar for a glass of water - two double vodka and sodas had me feeling a nice buzz.
When I walked back into the bar, I noticed a man standing at the bar. I quietly grabbed a bottle of water off the bar top, hoping this man would not notice. I was unsuccessful and as I began walking away, he turned to face me and locked eyes with me. He was much more attractive than the first guy I had been approached by. Mystery man number two was older, probably 50 or so but in fantastic shape. I instantly judged that he was probably a swimmer. Again I tried hard not to look away from his eyes but my gaze couldn’t help but wander down to his groin.
Holy shit, I thought. Hanging between this man’s legs was the largest cock I’d ever seen. It was soft but hung down about six inches and looked like it had some girth to it. I looked back up and my face must have betrayed my shock. He smiled gently and gave me a “shall we?” look. I nodded and headed back to the ball room.
With number two leading the way, I followed him to an ottoman in the dead center of the room. It was better lit than the rest of the room so it felt like we were on display in a way. He laid me on my back on top of the ottoman and knelt down in front of me. One thing I noticed was that there was no bullshit when all the expectations were laid out at the beginning of the night. There was no need to kiss and cuddle and pretend “I’m not normally like this.” You met a stranger and you got to business.
My thought was interrupted when I felt his tongue snake its way into my already-wet pussy. I was immediately thrown into a world of pleasure as this man instinctively found all the right spots with his tongue. He licked and sucked my sensitive clit while he inserted a thick finger into my dripping cunt. His come-hither motion paired with his tongue brought me to the verge of orgasm rather quickly. He knew it too. He intensified everything he was doing as he felt me tense, causing me to absolutely explode. As I came, I convulsed and moaned loudly. I normally don’t get that vocal even in the privacy of my own bedroom and here I was, acting like a whore in a room full of people.
As I recovered, he climbed on top of me and began kissing me with my cum coving his lips. I tasted good and it added to my desires. I reached down to grab his dick and what I found caused me to panic slightly. While he was eating me, I had almost forgotten the big soft cock I had seen before. The penis I was now holding onto was unfathomable to me. I broke the kiss and looked down to see what I had in my hand. It looked like my forearm - about eleven inches long, thick, with a big, violent-looking, purple head.
I looked back up at him and I think he saw the fear in my eyes. He pulled me close and rolled us over so I was on top of him.
“Don’t worry. I know what I’m doing,” he whispered very softly to me.
I suddenly felt better, motivated even. I kissed my way down his body until I was face to dick with this monster. I got the head in my mouth and began stroking the rest up and down. I wasn't going to get much more than that. I was almost in awe and felt like I had to prove myself worthy of this man’s phallus. Just as I felt I was getting a rhythm and figuring out how to handle such a large dick with my mouth, he gave me a tap on the head and motioned for me to come back up.
He pulled me on top of him and kissed me deeply. No man has ever kissed me after I had their cock in my mouth. It turned me on even more so much, just knowing he was so aroused and in the moment, he didn’t mind tasting his own cock on my lips.
I knew what time it was and reached between us to line up his dick with my dripping pussy. I held it at the entrance and began to grind down on him. I felt the head trying to push into me without much luck. I was determined and pushed down harder. The head begin to enter me and felt myself being stretched like never before. I wasn’t even sure my tight, little pussy would be able to handle it. I kept at it and kept a constant downward pressure. I already felt full and looked down to see how much I had left - I still had another seven inches or so to go!
Again, he pulled me close and rolled on top of me, keeping that first third of his cock buried in me the whole time. He began pulling out and pushing back in slowly. He was building a rhythm though. All I could do was look down in wonder as I watched this massive cock disappear inside me, inch by inch. As he continued working his way inside me, I felt the tidal wave of another orgasm building. With about an inch left of cock to go, he locked eyes with me and slammed into me. It was like detonating TNT. I exploded and came all over this massive invader. I couldn't stop cumming and felt like I was going to lose consciousness.
I was sweating and panting. He just left his dick fully inserted until my orgasm subsided. It was then that he again rolled onto his back, leaving me impaled on his cock. A sudden aggressiveness took over and he slapped my ass, hard. It was my signal to start riding. Like I said, I felt like I had to prove myself to this man. I began riding him as hard as I could. I had cum the second he entered me fully and now it was my turn to show him I could make him cum quickly too.
I gyrated my hips and bounced up and down like a mad woman. I could see in his face that this was getting to be too much. I leaned down and whispered very quietly.
“Give me that fucking cum”
With that he grabbed my hips and began meeting my strokes with powerful pumps of his own. I wasn't expecting this and it shocked my body into another series of strong orgasms. My orgasms caused me to clamp down on his big cock and milk him. My orgasm triggered his and I felt him tense and explode inside me. I never stopped riding as he came.
As we both came down, I slid off of him. His cock popped out of me and a stream of cum followed. Three different men had cum in me within the last ninety minutes, I guess it had to come out at some point!
I leaned down to kiss him and he turned away. I suddenly remembered this was not a romantic love-making session. I had just fucked a big docked stranger in a room full of people. There was no time for feelings or romance. Fuck and move on.
He got up, gave me a slap on the ass, and was gone. I didn’t move for about twenty minutes. I was worn out and starting to wonder if this would end. I certainly could keep fucking at this pace all night.
And where was Max? I wondered how he was doing on his half of the house.
From the moment we walked in the door, something had changed in me. The woman calling us out and challenging us caused me to double down on my commitment to the role. I hadn’t been laid in a while and fucking Max was a two-birds-one-stone situation: I got off and we convinced the woman we were a real couple.
“Alright, that was quite the scene. You’re in.” The woman told us, “Max, you can follow me this way. Chelsea, you wait here. Sandra will be in soon to escort you.”
With that the woman took Max by the hand and led him through a door on the far side of the room. I tried to see what was beyond but all I could see was darkness and not much else. I didn't have to wait long for Sandra to show up. Had she just been waiting outside the door the whole time?
“Chelsea? I’m Sandra,” she said. “That was quite the performance you and your boyfriend just put on. This room has a camera that broadcasts live to some TVs throughout The Den. He barely lasted two minutes! Your pussy must be incredible.”
I was stunned and a little embarrassed that an unknown number of people had just watched me suck and fuck Max. But she was right about my pussy. I don’t know about ‘incredible’ but I do have a very tight vagina. I haven't been with many guys but none have been able to last more than a few minutes. It’s a blessing and a curse, I suppose because even a guy with an average-sized dick, like Max can feel huge.
Sandra was much nicer than the woman and I instantly liked her. She was my height - about 5’5 or so - with platinum blonde hair. Her body was similar to mine, slim and tone but her breasts were a bit smaller. Since she had entered from inside The Den, she was already naked and I couldn't help but check her out from head to toe.
“Yes, I’m Chelsea,” I responded, a little sheepishly. “What’s next?”
“We separate first timers to discourage them from clinging to each other or getting too protective when they see others approach their partner. So that means you'll be on the other side of the house from Max and there will be nothing to hold you back from releasing your inhibitions,” Chelsea informed me.
She walked across the room and opened another door and motioned for me to follow her. I did as I was told and stepped through the door behind her. We walked down a long, dimly lit hallway that opened into an equally dimly lit bar area.
“Thomas, will you please make Chelsea here a…” Sandra said to the bartender, trailing off as a cue for me to place my order.
“Um… vodka and soda. A double. Please!” I told Thomas.
“Coming right up, Ma’am,” Thomas politely replied to Sandra.
Thomas handed me my drink and I took as sip. It was delicious and exactly what I needed to calm my nerves.
“Well, Chelsea, you heard the rules when you entered but let me remind you just in case anything slipped your mind in all the excitement. No speaking from this point forward. By being here, you are consenting - so no saying ‘no’. And you’re already naked so no need to worry about remembering the last rule,” Sandra reminded me. “Have fun, pretty girl.”
I nodded my understanding, not wanting to break rule number one. My plan from here on was to blend into the scenery and avoid eye contact. The second rule worried me since my plan was not to fuck any strangers tonight. This was a favor for Max, not a gang bang for me.
I took a seat in the bar area and enjoyed my drink - letting the vodka do some magic in bringing me back down after cumming all over Max’s cock and everything else that happened before and after. I finished it rather quickly and headed back to get another from Thomas the bartender. I pointed to my glass and gave the international signal for “another one of these, please!”
Thomas got to work on my drink and I took a look around the room. There were a few other ladies in the room and a few men sitting around the lounge, seemingly recovering from recent activities or getting ready to join in.
No sooner than Thomas setting my drink on the bar in front of me did I feel a hand lightly caress my exposed ass. I turned suddenly, startled, and came face to face with an average-looking man in his mid-40s. He wasn’t ugly but he certainly was not what I would consider attractive compared to the guys I was used to hitting on me. Realizing that we were both naked, I tried to play it cool and not look down at the rest of his body. The problem with this move was that by keeping eye-contact, I seemed more interested than I was. Rule two flashed through my mind.
His hand grabbed mine and he gave me a head nod as if to say “follow me.” He lead me out of the bar area and into a huge ball room. The ball room was covered with expensive-looking furniture of all kinds - couches, ottomans, plush chairs, benches. The furniture was not the shocking part of the scene before me. About two-thirds of the furniture was covered with people in various states of love-making. No matter where I looked, someone was getting sucked, licked, or fucked by one, two, or three different partners.
As we walked, I stole a glance at the nameless man leading the way. He was short and a bit pudgy. I couldn’t believe this was about to happen. We walked over to a large chair in a darker corner of the room. He turned to face me and sat down. This was the first time that I had the courage to look down at his dick. He was already rock hard, yet only about four inches long. He motioned for me to get down on my knees. He was treating me like a whore and I was not too happy about it but rules are rules and I couldn’t blow my cover. I knew what I agreed to.
I figured if he was going to treat this like a business transaction, then I would too. I sank to my knees, set my drink on the floor, and went right to work. I sucked his small erection into my mouth, covering him with saliva. I jerked him off quickly while keeping the head in my mouth. After a few minutes, he stood and pulled me to my feet.
Next he bent me over the arm of the chair and slid his dick into my cunt. Luckily, I was still full of Max’s cum so he slid right in. I wasn’t exactly lubricated from sucking this guy’s cock. Wanting this to end soon, I squeezed my pussy muscles tightly around him as he pumped in and out. No more than a minute later, he pulled out and shot his load all over my ass and back.
As quickly as he had cum, he was gone. A sat back on the chair, picked up my drink, and took another hit off it. As unpleasant as that was, it wasn’t like it was completely disgusting or gross. It just left me completely unsatisfied. I sat for about twenty more minutes until my drink was gone. I decided I would head back to the bar for a glass of water - two double vodka and sodas had me feeling a nice buzz.
When I walked back into the bar, I noticed a man standing at the bar. I quietly grabbed a bottle of water off the bar top, hoping this man would not notice. I was unsuccessful and as I began walking away, he turned to face me and locked eyes with me. He was much more attractive than the first guy I had been approached by. Mystery man number two was older, probably 50 or so but in fantastic shape. I instantly judged that he was probably a swimmer. Again I tried hard not to look away from his eyes but my gaze couldn’t help but wander down to his groin.
Holy shit, I thought. Hanging between this man’s legs was the largest cock I’d ever seen. It was soft but hung down about six inches and looked like it had some girth to it. I looked back up and my face must have betrayed my shock. He smiled gently and gave me a “shall we?” look. I nodded and headed back to the ball room.
With number two leading the way, I followed him to an ottoman in the dead center of the room. It was better lit than the rest of the room so it felt like we were on display in a way. He laid me on my back on top of the ottoman and knelt down in front of me. One thing I noticed was that there was no bullshit when all the expectations were laid out at the beginning of the night. There was no need to kiss and cuddle and pretend “I’m not normally like this.” You met a stranger and you got to business.
My thought was interrupted when I felt his tongue snake its way into my already-wet pussy. I was immediately thrown into a world of pleasure as this man instinctively found all the right spots with his tongue. He licked and sucked my sensitive clit while he inserted a thick finger into my dripping cunt. His come-hither motion paired with his tongue brought me to the verge of orgasm rather quickly. He knew it too. He intensified everything he was doing as he felt me tense, causing me to absolutely explode. As I came, I convulsed and moaned loudly. I normally don’t get that vocal even in the privacy of my own bedroom and here I was, acting like a whore in a room full of people.
As I recovered, he climbed on top of me and began kissing me with my cum coving his lips. I tasted good and it added to my desires. I reached down to grab his dick and what I found caused me to panic slightly. While he was eating me, I had almost forgotten the big soft cock I had seen before. The penis I was now holding onto was unfathomable to me. I broke the kiss and looked down to see what I had in my hand. It looked like my forearm - about eleven inches long, thick, with a big, violent-looking, purple head.
I looked back up at him and I think he saw the fear in my eyes. He pulled me close and rolled us over so I was on top of him.
“Don’t worry. I know what I’m doing,” he whispered very softly to me.
I suddenly felt better, motivated even. I kissed my way down his body until I was face to dick with this monster. I got the head in my mouth and began stroking the rest up and down. I wasn't going to get much more than that. I was almost in awe and felt like I had to prove myself worthy of this man’s phallus. Just as I felt I was getting a rhythm and figuring out how to handle such a large dick with my mouth, he gave me a tap on the head and motioned for me to come back up.
He pulled me on top of him and kissed me deeply. No man has ever kissed me after I had their cock in my mouth. It turned me on even more so much, just knowing he was so aroused and in the moment, he didn’t mind tasting his own cock on my lips.
I knew what time it was and reached between us to line up his dick with my dripping pussy. I held it at the entrance and began to grind down on him. I felt the head trying to push into me without much luck. I was determined and pushed down harder. The head begin to enter me and felt myself being stretched like never before. I wasn’t even sure my tight, little pussy would be able to handle it. I kept at it and kept a constant downward pressure. I already felt full and looked down to see how much I had left - I still had another seven inches or so to go!
Again, he pulled me close and rolled on top of me, keeping that first third of his cock buried in me the whole time. He began pulling out and pushing back in slowly. He was building a rhythm though. All I could do was look down in wonder as I watched this massive cock disappear inside me, inch by inch. As he continued working his way inside me, I felt the tidal wave of another orgasm building. With about an inch left of cock to go, he locked eyes with me and slammed into me. It was like detonating TNT. I exploded and came all over this massive invader. I couldn't stop cumming and felt like I was going to lose consciousness.
I was sweating and panting. He just left his dick fully inserted until my orgasm subsided. It was then that he again rolled onto his back, leaving me impaled on his cock. A sudden aggressiveness took over and he slapped my ass, hard. It was my signal to start riding. Like I said, I felt like I had to prove myself to this man. I began riding him as hard as I could. I had cum the second he entered me fully and now it was my turn to show him I could make him cum quickly too.
I gyrated my hips and bounced up and down like a mad woman. I could see in his face that this was getting to be too much. I leaned down and whispered very quietly.
“Give me that fucking cum”
With that he grabbed my hips and began meeting my strokes with powerful pumps of his own. I wasn't expecting this and it shocked my body into another series of strong orgasms. My orgasms caused me to clamp down on his big cock and milk him. My orgasm triggered his and I felt him tense and explode inside me. I never stopped riding as he came.
As we both came down, I slid off of him. His cock popped out of me and a stream of cum followed. Three different men had cum in me within the last ninety minutes, I guess it had to come out at some point!
I leaned down to kiss him and he turned away. I suddenly remembered this was not a romantic love-making session. I had just fucked a big docked stranger in a room full of people. There was no time for feelings or romance. Fuck and move on.
He got up, gave me a slap on the ass, and was gone. I didn’t move for about twenty minutes. I was worn out and starting to wonder if this would end. I certainly could keep fucking at this pace all night.
And where was Max? I wondered how he was doing on his half of the house.
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