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I have not been in town long. I moved out here from the Great Plains... Kansas... A very backwater place where the biggest thing that ever happens is a beer keg and cow-pie bingo. If you don't know what that is, you are better off not knowing. Any way, I moved here to the big city, and out of the great Midwest... Into sunny California. After being here for a while, I got my job at a collections agency, and made a few friends there. It's hard to make friends in a collections agency, I'll tell you, but I managed to make friends with this cute little temp named Sherry. She had been there only about a week longer than me, and felt a little closer to me, since I was new too. We talked at breaks and stuff, and I started to get kind of attracted to her. This was natural. She was pretty much the only person I was talking to in this new town. LA is a big place, and it's hard to fit in if you are from the sticks. I found out she was actually from Louisiana, out in the middle of nowhere, so that much we at least had in common.
Things went well for a while, with us calling one another from time to time, and talking at break, and I even took her out on a date, but she seemed very nervous during the date. I finally asked her, outright, what it was that she was nervous about. She finally mustered up the courage to tell me, and with me being from the Bible belt, I was almost unprepared for the answer. She told me, with sorrowful eyes, that she felt that I was getting close, only to a broken heart, because she felt that she was too wild for my tastes. Her tastes were something that I might hate her for. I immediately asked if she was gay. If this was the problem, then she need not worry! But she shook her head. She told me that the best way for her to explain this was to show me... And if I stayed after that... If I stayed and only then, would she continue to date me. I was cool with that. I asked her if this was going to involve blood, and she said no. I asked if it was going to involve pagan ritual, and she said no. So I agreed to let her show me.
The next week, she took me out to some kind of nightclub, with lots of loud techno-remix disco music, and people jumping around and smoke, and fire... Something was on fire... And then she led me through the bouncing, rubbing, writhing crowds, upstairs. I didn't know these places even had an upstairs. I thought the only place you could really go in a place like this was...Down. I followed her as she led me by the hand and she took me into this room, where there were like...forty other guys, standing around. Sitting down on couches along the walls, laughing, smoking cigarettes and anything else they could roll up in paper and set fire to. In the very center of the room was a bed, which was set on the floor, no legs. Just a box spring, and a mattress, with very nice blue satin sheets on it, but no pillow, and no blanket.
I felt that was an odd thing to place in here, but decided that some parties might have gotten wild enough in this place to demand such a thing. So then I looked beside me to ask Sherry what this place was, and she wasn't there! I looked around for a bit, and then moved over to one side of the room, where some of the guys were watching two other dudes play a sports game of some kind. Football. They were really into it. I then noticed that the lights in the outer perimeter of the room were dimmed. The two guys playing their game paused it, and then everyone headed to the middle of the room. The lined up in two rows, about twenty people each, between that door, and the bed, making a hallway of sorts. I moved over, not wanting to seem like an idiot, and got into line about the middle of one of the rows. I looked around for Sherry. Still nowhere to be found. Then the lights went even dimmer and I watched as Sherry appeared at the door on the other end of the double row of guys. She was wearing nothing but a black collar with a bell on it. My heart caught in my throat, as I watched her walk down this double row of guys, and they undressed as soon as she passed. She got to the middle of the line, and then gave me a smile, and a wink. “If you are gonna o on another date with me, don't get left out.” she said, sternly. The guy beside me stepped out of his jeans. I was mortified! Right up until she lay down on the bed took from under the mattress, between the box spring, a long, silver dildo, and got on her hands and knees, licking it slowly.
I decided that she was worth it, and since everyone else was comfortable about it, I should be too. I could not believe myself, as I took off my clothes, and watched as most of the men started really stroking themselves. This was a little... Eerie, and I would have held back, were it not for the fact that I proved a bit... Better endowed than most of them, which gave me an ego boost. I watched as Sherry pushed that silver dildo into her sex, laying on her back, and beginning to pump it slowly in and out. The two guys at the end of the line at the side of the bed hammered themselves eagerly, as Sherry began to stroke faster with her toy, making deep, sultry noises of pleasure and encouragement. I finally understood what she wanted, and almost tossed my seed right then and there at the thought.
This was what she was worried about me finding out. She enjoyed being... Jizzed on... A LOT. I stood there, watching as she pumped that toy faster, in and out of those tight lips. She was clean-shaven, making it easier to tell what she was doing, how deep the toy was, how wet she was. I started eagerly stroking my throbbing length again, my mind swimming. This was a far cry from what I thought I would see tonight, but I didn't care. I watched as the first jets of thick seed arced over Sherry's shoulder, and onto her breast, and almost immediately the other guy. They pumped their cocks harder, as they came all over her. I began to seriously look forward to my turn, trembling, finding it kinda hard to stand and do this. I had always been lying down before.
The next couple guys didn't last long at all as Sherry pumped that toy hard and fast, and wailed loudly, going all kinds of wet, as she appeared to have climaxed already. But she didn't stop. She looked a little tired, but she didn't stop. She kept right on going. I slowed down a bit, not wanting to waste it. She looked at me on occasion, and I gazed at her, making sure she knew from my expression that not only was I happy, I was eager to get my turn. The line moved along a little faster than I thought it would, which was a good thing. I wasn't used to this, and kept having to stop for fear of just coating the unsuspecting guy in front of me.
Finally, I arrived in front of Sherry, and she looked into my eyes, while she pounded that toy fast and hard. She told me to cum with her. She had been holding back the big one just for me. I almost shot off at those words alone, but held back, as she arched her back, and then, with a deep, fulfilled wail, climaxed. I almost fell forward, as I exploded over her. My thick masculine essence streaked down her breasts, over her cheek, and as far down as her tummy, as she bucked her hips, the guy beside me sending jets of white goo over her neck and shoulders, grunting as he trembled, as unstable as I was.
I watched her for a little longer, as she started to come down from her climax, before I felt a soft tug on my shoulder, moving me to the side, as the next guy got in front of her, just in time to spew thick cum all over her belly, bending his knees, sending those arcs high, and then standing again, shaking as he send every drop over her and the bed.
I backed up a bit, and watched, as the rest of these guys all did this, while she strummed her cunny with that toy, cumming one more time before all of the guys had coated her. She then proceeded to roll and writhe and coo against the soaking, slick satin sheets. And I sat down on one of the couches, beside another naked guy, and made it obvious to Sherry that I was still going to be there. Now more than ever.
Things went well for a while, with us calling one another from time to time, and talking at break, and I even took her out on a date, but she seemed very nervous during the date. I finally asked her, outright, what it was that she was nervous about. She finally mustered up the courage to tell me, and with me being from the Bible belt, I was almost unprepared for the answer. She told me, with sorrowful eyes, that she felt that I was getting close, only to a broken heart, because she felt that she was too wild for my tastes. Her tastes were something that I might hate her for. I immediately asked if she was gay. If this was the problem, then she need not worry! But she shook her head. She told me that the best way for her to explain this was to show me... And if I stayed after that... If I stayed and only then, would she continue to date me. I was cool with that. I asked her if this was going to involve blood, and she said no. I asked if it was going to involve pagan ritual, and she said no. So I agreed to let her show me.
The next week, she took me out to some kind of nightclub, with lots of loud techno-remix disco music, and people jumping around and smoke, and fire... Something was on fire... And then she led me through the bouncing, rubbing, writhing crowds, upstairs. I didn't know these places even had an upstairs. I thought the only place you could really go in a place like this was...Down. I followed her as she led me by the hand and she took me into this room, where there were like...forty other guys, standing around. Sitting down on couches along the walls, laughing, smoking cigarettes and anything else they could roll up in paper and set fire to. In the very center of the room was a bed, which was set on the floor, no legs. Just a box spring, and a mattress, with very nice blue satin sheets on it, but no pillow, and no blanket.
I felt that was an odd thing to place in here, but decided that some parties might have gotten wild enough in this place to demand such a thing. So then I looked beside me to ask Sherry what this place was, and she wasn't there! I looked around for a bit, and then moved over to one side of the room, where some of the guys were watching two other dudes play a sports game of some kind. Football. They were really into it. I then noticed that the lights in the outer perimeter of the room were dimmed. The two guys playing their game paused it, and then everyone headed to the middle of the room. The lined up in two rows, about twenty people each, between that door, and the bed, making a hallway of sorts. I moved over, not wanting to seem like an idiot, and got into line about the middle of one of the rows. I looked around for Sherry. Still nowhere to be found. Then the lights went even dimmer and I watched as Sherry appeared at the door on the other end of the double row of guys. She was wearing nothing but a black collar with a bell on it. My heart caught in my throat, as I watched her walk down this double row of guys, and they undressed as soon as she passed. She got to the middle of the line, and then gave me a smile, and a wink. “If you are gonna o on another date with me, don't get left out.” she said, sternly. The guy beside me stepped out of his jeans. I was mortified! Right up until she lay down on the bed took from under the mattress, between the box spring, a long, silver dildo, and got on her hands and knees, licking it slowly.
I decided that she was worth it, and since everyone else was comfortable about it, I should be too. I could not believe myself, as I took off my clothes, and watched as most of the men started really stroking themselves. This was a little... Eerie, and I would have held back, were it not for the fact that I proved a bit... Better endowed than most of them, which gave me an ego boost. I watched as Sherry pushed that silver dildo into her sex, laying on her back, and beginning to pump it slowly in and out. The two guys at the end of the line at the side of the bed hammered themselves eagerly, as Sherry began to stroke faster with her toy, making deep, sultry noises of pleasure and encouragement. I finally understood what she wanted, and almost tossed my seed right then and there at the thought.
This was what she was worried about me finding out. She enjoyed being... Jizzed on... A LOT. I stood there, watching as she pumped that toy faster, in and out of those tight lips. She was clean-shaven, making it easier to tell what she was doing, how deep the toy was, how wet she was. I started eagerly stroking my throbbing length again, my mind swimming. This was a far cry from what I thought I would see tonight, but I didn't care. I watched as the first jets of thick seed arced over Sherry's shoulder, and onto her breast, and almost immediately the other guy. They pumped their cocks harder, as they came all over her. I began to seriously look forward to my turn, trembling, finding it kinda hard to stand and do this. I had always been lying down before.
The next couple guys didn't last long at all as Sherry pumped that toy hard and fast, and wailed loudly, going all kinds of wet, as she appeared to have climaxed already. But she didn't stop. She looked a little tired, but she didn't stop. She kept right on going. I slowed down a bit, not wanting to waste it. She looked at me on occasion, and I gazed at her, making sure she knew from my expression that not only was I happy, I was eager to get my turn. The line moved along a little faster than I thought it would, which was a good thing. I wasn't used to this, and kept having to stop for fear of just coating the unsuspecting guy in front of me.
Finally, I arrived in front of Sherry, and she looked into my eyes, while she pounded that toy fast and hard. She told me to cum with her. She had been holding back the big one just for me. I almost shot off at those words alone, but held back, as she arched her back, and then, with a deep, fulfilled wail, climaxed. I almost fell forward, as I exploded over her. My thick masculine essence streaked down her breasts, over her cheek, and as far down as her tummy, as she bucked her hips, the guy beside me sending jets of white goo over her neck and shoulders, grunting as he trembled, as unstable as I was.
I watched her for a little longer, as she started to come down from her climax, before I felt a soft tug on my shoulder, moving me to the side, as the next guy got in front of her, just in time to spew thick cum all over her belly, bending his knees, sending those arcs high, and then standing again, shaking as he send every drop over her and the bed.
I backed up a bit, and watched, as the rest of these guys all did this, while she strummed her cunny with that toy, cumming one more time before all of the guys had coated her. She then proceeded to roll and writhe and coo against the soaking, slick satin sheets. And I sat down on one of the couches, beside another naked guy, and made it obvious to Sherry that I was still going to be there. Now more than ever.
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