Teen girl celebrates her 18th birthday by getting used at a sex club
Amy sat in the plush leather chair. She sat with her hands folded neatly in her lap. Her long auburn hair draped over her shoulder hanging just below her small breasts. She stared with deep green eyes at her reflection in the back of a clock. It was on the large desk between her and the gorgeous woman hiring her. She couldn't help but think that the woman's light tan and curvy body made her pale, petite figure look unappealing. The office was elegant but impersonal—deep mahogany furniture. Dim lighting from a sleek overhead fixture, and a single window. Its heavy curtains were drawn just enough to let in the glow of the city skyline. The woman seated across from her was just as polished as the room. Her blonde hair pulled into a tight bun, a fitted navy suit accentuating her poised, no-nonsense demeanor. She appeared to be in her late 30s. Her ice-blue eyes seemed to look right through Amy. Her hourglass figure and ample chest made Amy feel small. She tapped a manicured nail against the contract before her, looking at Amy with a steady, unreadable expression.
The woman introduced herself as Angela with a brisk handshake as she pulled out a contract.
"Alright, Amy," Angela began, her voice smooth and professional. "Let’s go over everything one last time before you sign. First, you confirm that you will be eighteen at exactly midnight tonight. You also understand that you are being hired as a performer. While you can always say no to everything the guests expect that sex will be part of the performance?"
Amy nodded, her fingers curling slightly against her skirt. “Y-yes,” she said softly. The warmth in her cheeks was persistent, a mix of nerves and something more illicit curling in her stomach. She had learned about the Velvet Dust Club from her father's best friend Jackson. He had been bragging about the club where guys could have sex with women. She knew she wasn't supposed to overhear but she couldn't help but listen. She had heard that there were normally only a few women and they might have as many as 70 guys during the night. She couldn't get the idea out of her head. The idea of being one of those women sounded amazing to her. All those men wanted her. Needing her. Using her. She had gone to her room and rubbed her clit to the thought. She had a delicious and intense orgasm. After she finished she snuck back to listen to them. He said the name of the club trying to entice her single father into going. It took hours of internet sleuthing to find the place, and even longer to secure an interview.
Angela gave a single nod and marked something on the paper. "Good. You also understand that all guests and entertainers at this event have been fully screened for STDs?"
Amy shifted slightly in her seat trying to ignore the heat in her cheeks. The tingle between her legs caused her to press her thighs together. "Yes, I understand," she replied, her voice a little firmer this time. She had been screened last week. The idea that she would be permitted to go to her first event the night before she turned 18 never crossed her mind. But she couldn't think of a better way to start her birthday than having so many men servicing her. Even if they thought of it as using. To her, she was using them.
"You understand the men will be asked to score your performance at the end of the night? That a higher score means you are more likely to be invited back?" Amy nodded. "You will be required to keep your mask on at all times during the event," Angela continued, her gaze sharp. "This is a strict rule. There are no exceptions." She softened a bit, "Trust me. You don't want them to know who you are. It gets awkward if they see you in public."
Amy swallowed. "I—I understand."
"The guests will also remain masked," Angela added, flipping to the next page of the contract. "You are not to give your name or speak at any time."
A small shiver traced down Amy’s spine. Something was thrilling about the anonymity, the surrender to something unknown. She pressed her lips together before nodding. "Okay."
"If you agree to permit any actions taken by the guests. Provided they do not cause you pain," Angela said, her voice unwavering. "This may include touching, fondling, and any level of sexual contact they initiate. It's also likely that several men will use you at one time. Though you can deny that. You can also deny them the right to cum in your vagina, though we can't prevent accidents. There will be no condoms so make sure you take your birth control. Do you consent to that?"
Amy's breath hitched. Her fingers tightened around the edge of her skirt. She forced herself to meet the woman’s gaze. "Yes… I do." She was begging to get aroused. She tried to hide it. She didn't want to make a bad impression on this woman.
For the first time, Angela's lips curved into something resembling a smile. It was not warm, but satisfied. She leaned forward slightly. "Additionally, you are encouraged to respond naturally," she said. "If you are touched in a way that makes you moan, you should. Your reactions will heighten the experience for everyone involved. Also if there are exceptions to the no speaking rule. These include, no, yes, god yes, fuck me harder, and other such things. But do keep it short. We don't want them to be able to recognize your voice after."
A warmth bloomed deep in Amy’s core, unexpected and undeniable. Her tongue darted out to wet her lips, and when she spoke, her voice was breathy. "O-okay…"
The woman studied her for a moment before continuing. "One final point—are you a virgin?"
Amy’s breath caught. "I'm not sure." She admitted.
She thought back to her swimming coach. He had caught her secretly rubbing her clit in the deep end of the pool. He called her into the office for what she assumed to be her arrest. Instead, he had been kind. He told her that he would like to watch her if she didn't mind. She had been 16. He told her she could let him if she wanted. So she had.
She remembered pulling her one piece to the side and opening her legs so he could see. He had watched as she rubbed herself into one, then two orgasms. Then he had taken out his cock. She kept rubbing because one or two were never enough orgasms for her. She had kept rubbing and leaned close to his cock. She hadn't planned to suck him. She didn't even know how. She had only planned to get a better look. He had pushed against her lips and she took it in. Under his guidance, she had brought them both to orgasm fairly quickly. It wasn’t a question she hadn’t expected though. She had marked virgin on the application since they didn't have sex.
She explained it to Angela, and hearing it out loud sent a fresh wave of heat through her.
"Well, that doesn't change your virginity. Though it does make your night easier. You won't need to figure out how to suck as you go." Angela said with a grin.
She nodded, her voice barely above a whisper. "Then y-yes, I am…"
"I think it's important for you to know the structure of the event," she said. "You need to be here at 9 pm tonight. You will meet with Becky, she will get you cleaned up," Amy was about to speak but Angela waved her hand to silence her. "A deep cleaning and a shave. Trust me it's a pampering you will enjoy. After that, you will be given your mask and a sheer robe. It's to signify that you can't be touched. The robe is somewhat transparent. Be prepared for that. The other women will only have masks. A handler will collect you and bring you to the stage. He will make sure the rules are followed by you and the guests. He is your bodyguard for the night, trust him. Ten to midnight you are forbidden fruit. You will stay on the stage, flash the guests if you want, but stay there. No need to get anyone arrested when they can have you after midnight. The other girls will get a ten-minute break at the top of every hour and you will get your first at one am since you won't do much until midnight. 1150 is where you come in. Your first partner is already ***********ed as he paid extra for the privilege. He will remove your robe and you will sit in a special chair on stage. He will start at the stroke of midnight with a fun little countdown for the crowd."
Amy shifted trying to forget about the need rising in her. She decided she would need to visit the bathroom for a rub before she left.
Angela continued, "He will not be permitted to finish in you. It's part of the rules that we do not allow creampies until the last hour. Again you can refuse those. When he is finished your handler will clean off any cum on you and the next man will take his place. For that first hour, you will have single partners on stage. Also, be aware a camera will project you onto a big screen so people can see better. At one you will be given a ten-minute break with the other girls. At two group sessions will begin, personally, that's the part I enjoy the most."
Amy looked up at her, "You have performed?"
"Oh yes, I host the event, sometimes I play too. When everything is done your handler will take you back to Becky for another cleaning and a massage. This is an intense experience. Five hours of constant sex. Most women will not enjoy it. Nearly all newcomers struggle to stand at the end. Are you still sure you want to do this?"
"More than ever." Amy said with a little more force than she meant. She blushed hard. "I mean, it's only three hours this time. Right?"
Angela marked something else on the paper before sliding it across the desk with a knowing smile. "Understood. Your compensation will be provided as we previously discussed. If you have any concerns, now is the time to voice them."
Amy hesitated for only a second before shaking her head. A nervous, eager smile ghosted her lips. "No… I’m ready."
"Then sign here," the woman said, offering her a sleek black pen. "And we’ll take care of the rest. Also, call me Aphrodite during the event."
Amy exhaled, her heart pounding as she pressed the tip of the pen to paper. When she left the office she took a trip into the bathroom as planned. She lifted her skirt and slid her fingers into her waiting pussy. She was hot and wet before she even started and with attention to her clit and g-spot she quickly brought herself to orgasm. She moaned softly as she continued, her speed increasing. She was the 'good girl' but she wanted to be naughty. She pictured all the times she fingered herself in that pool. How she was positive she had been caught so many times. A louder moan as she orgasmed again. Then she pictured the need in her coach's eyes while he watched her. How she felt powerful knowing the effect she had on his body. Her whole body shook as she had a third orgasm.
She let herself cool down. Three was enough for now. She may have dozens tonight. She paused for a moment thinking. Wondering how many she could have before it would hurt. She resolved to find out. She needed to find out. She exited the stall and froze. Angela was washing her hands at the sink.
"Hope you don't mind," Angela said with a smile. Her cheeks were flushed. "I heard the first one and had to have one myself after my pee. You make lovely sounds. I think you will be very popular tonight."
Amy blushed from her face to her chest. Without meaning too, she had won Angela's approval.
**9 PM**
Amy parked outside the Velvet Dust in the employee section. She stepped out and approached the door trying to ignore the seedy feeling of the alley. It did give her the impression that she was a prostitute, even if Angela had insisted she was a performer. She had rubbed herself 4 times since the meeting earlier in the afternoon. She was still turned on. Even the stink of the alley couldn't change that right now. Not that it would hurt to be horny. Several other women were entering with her, she smiled at them and they at her. She stepped into a well-lit white hallway with a blue tile floor. A plump woman walked briskly up to her as she examined the cheery hallway from the back door. Her large breasts and bobcut bounced as she walked. Amy couldn't deny that her curvy full figure was attractive.
"Amy?" She asked.
Amy faltered for a moment, "I thought no names..." she trailed off.
"That's for the clients dearie." She smiled, her brown skin and brown eyes lighting up the room. "I'm Becky. Let's get you all prepared for the big event."
Becky led her into a soft pink room with a shower head mounted to one wall. There was a plastic table in the center and the floor was tiled with a drain in the corner. It smelled faintly of vanilla and mint. She ran her fingers along the table, noting that it was warm and soft.
"Please strip to your skin and you can put your things in that locker," Becky said, motioning to one near the door.
Amy was nervous about stripping for this woman. She felt silly given she would be naked in a room with dozens of people soon. A heat blossomed in her core as she thought about them fucking her too. Becky seemed to notice and with a quick flourish stepped out of her own clothing.
"There you go, dearie. Now we will be even." She smiled.
Amy stripped, expecting to be chill but found the room pleasantly warm. She smiled softly as she noticed the tyles were also warm. They took care of their girls here.
"Lay down please." Becky pointed at the table.
Amy laid down and Becky set to ensuring that every inch of Amy was properly shaved. She was gentle and efficient. They even had an amusing conversation on how to shape her pubic hair, Amy decided on clean-shaven after Becky showed her own bald pussy. It felt new and naughty as she ran her fingers over her smooth skin.
"Hey now," Becky said as she turned to her with the showerhead in hand, "The guys will take care of that for you. You don't need to be doing that yourself."
"Sorry," Amy said with a blush.
Becky then gave her a cleaning more thorough than she ever thought possible. Every crevice. Even her vagina and anus. Amy had tried not to show her arousal when Becky cleaned her vagina but failed. Becky only laughed and said it was normal. Once Becky was happy she was spotless she gave her the mask. It was plastic, deep red, and very light. It only covered the top half of her face and her cheeks.
"Um... why is the mouth open if I don't speak?" She asked.
"Cock sucking sweetie," Becky said nonchalantly as she put a robe around her.
Amy slid her arms into the surprisingly soft fabric and tied it closed. Becky took her to a full-length mirror to see how she looked. Amy gasped as she took in the sight. The mask looked distinctly feminine, which she liked, but the robe was what caught her attention. It was nearly transparent. Her nipples were fully visible and her vagina was only slightly hidden by the shadows it created.
"You look amazing. Now from here on no talking to anyone outside the break room. Also, remember that only I and Aphrodite know your name. Don't share it with anyone else. Keep your face hidden. I'll go get your handler. Got that?" Becky said.
Amy nodded.
Becky left and a man entered. He was in a dark red robe, his was not transparent and identified himself as her Handler. She stood like a deer in headlights, panic and arousal warring within her. He didn't give a name, but she knew him. Mid-40s. Salt-and-pepper hair. Slightly tanned, ruggedly handsome with a strong jawline. Jackson.
He smiled kindly, "It's always nerve-wracking the first time. But I'm here to keep you safe. If you need to leave the floor at any time I will get you to the back as quickly as I can. I know the point of the event is to make the men feel like they are in charge, but you are. No one does anything if you don't want them to."
She smiled and nodded as he took her hand and guided her through the hall into what he identified as the break room. Ten other people, the other five women, and their handlers, were just ahead stepping through a set of double doors. She was visibly nervous. Jackson smiled warmly at her.
"You look amazing. Don't be worried." He said.
They all stepped out onto a stage. The room was dim, bathed in pink light. The walls were black velvet and there was soft jazz music playing from speakers overhead. It was warm and smelled of must and hickory. Angela, Aphrodite, stood on stage in a crotchless thong and a bra that left her nipples bare. The other five women were completely naked aside from their masks.
"Welcome honored guests," Aphrodite said, "We have something special for you all tonight. A first timer and a virgin." The crowd cheered. "You will call her Flower and while you will all get a turn with her she is also underage." Silence. "Well until midnight." She said with relish. "At that time a lucky man already chosen will get the honor of being her first right here on stage." More cheering. "Then the rest of you will be able to line up for a turn."
Amy was experiencing a mix of terror and desire. The fact they were so eager to fuck her caused a blossom of heat to spread from her vagina into her stomach. She shifted trying to ignore the need to dig into her and decide to study the onlookers. It only made things worse. The men were all in robes like the handlers with masculine masks that covered their entire faces. However, there was one major difference. Their robes, though they went to the floor at the back, did not cover their cocks at all.
Aphrodite was going over the rules for the men, which Amy wasn't listening to at all. She really needed to touch herself, but she had been told she shouldn't by Becky. The men cheered again. Amy thought for one wild moment they could see her juices dripping but the other women descended the stage. She began to follow but Jackson put a hand on her shoulder. He smiled and shook his head.
An armchair was brought out and set near the edge. He nodded to it, indicating she should sit in it. She nearly stumbled with nerves but made it without incident.
"It's ok to be scared." He said softly. "Also don't forget you can still back out at any time."
Amy relaxed knowing she was in charge and only giving the guests the illusion that they were. She looked out at the crowd again, the other women were already being fucked, moaning sweetly for their partners, yet many eyes were still drinking her in. She settled back trying to relax and ignore how horny she was.
"You can give them a little show if you want," Jackson said. "They can't touch you but they can watch."
"I thought I wasn't supposed to pleasure myself." She replied.
"You decide that yourself. You should let them pleasure you when it's time, but you could spread your legs. Sit like a queen. This is your night. Let them worship your body. They are fucking the others because they can't fuck you. Even Aphrodite is taking men. She never does until near the end. She's trying to keep them satisfied."
"Alright," Amy said feeling more confident. She leaned back and put one leg over the arm, sitting like a carefree queen. She knew her nipples could be seen. With the way she was sitting most of her inner thigh could be as well. But the robe still covered her pussy. The reaction was instant, many hard dicks that were suddenly waiting their turn with the others, some just watching her as they jerked off. "You know Aphrodite well?" She asked, enjoying the power as she saw one man cum looking at her.
"I should, she's my wife."
Amy was shocked out of her arousal. She knew Jackson was married but never met her.
"And you don't mind that she is," She trailed off as she watched Aphrodite having an orgasm.
"Married her after knowing. Love it. Love her." Jackson smiled. "Seeing other women, like you and the others doesn't excite me much. But her body." He paused watching her suck a cock. "I love watching other men use it. Trust me. I am never as horny as when I can see her live and fucked."
Amy settled back down trying to suppress the arousal his confession had reignited and watched the others work. She tried not to look at Jackson's crotch. Even if it was covered by his robes. She noticed that every time a man finished he always pulled out first. Then the woman's handler would wipe her clean and she would take the next man. Aphrodite on the other hand was letting the cum build up and seemed to revel in it, continually making eye contact with Jackson every time she orgasmed. She loved it too it seemed.
Amy stole a glance at Jackson's crotch. He was hard and possibly massive. At eleven the women all disengaged from their partners as they finished and passed Amy to the break room with their handlers. Amy went to stand but Aphrodite waved her to keep seated.
"Time to put you on display. Keep them interested if you can. This is your moment to make them worship you." Jackson said as the lights on her got slightly brighter.
Blushing she hooked her other leg over the arms of the chair. The robe still covered her pussy, but barely. Jackson leaned over and gently pulled the robe off her shoulders. She got the idea and shifted so it fell away from her breasts. She always thought they were too small. But that didn't seem to bother the crowd. She blushed harder as he looked directly at her breasts. She looked out at all the men as they cheered. They were begging to see more. She was lost in arousal and hardly listened as Jackson explained how she had been inspected at the beginning of the night and was still a virgin. Her fingers drifted over her nipples. She toyed with them. The jolt of pleasure shocked her. It was much better than normal. She blushed harder as she made a decision. She pulled the robe away, fully exposing her wet pussy. The men gasped as she did. She let her fingers drift to it. She needed it touched. She wanted to cum for these men while they couldn't touch her. She wanted them to be beside themselves with the need for her.
She chanced a look at Jackson again. He had seen her pussy. She was shocked at how much she loved it. He was her father's best friend and he was seeing her pussy. He gave a little shrug as if to say he wouldn't stop her now. She pulled open her pussy. The men hushed as they watched. She let her fingers play a little deeper moving more towards her entrance torn between need and the request that she refrain from it. She could feel her fluids dripping down her butt as she went, nearly about to moan. Jackson cleared his throat just before she entered herself and the lights dimmed again. She put her legs down blushing bright red as the other women returned to their work. She covered herself again.
She looked up at Jackson slightly ashamed, "sorry" she said in a horse whisper.
"You didn't need to stop." He smiled "Though getting so close and refraining has made them go harder. Good thing the ladies will take more than one guy now."
"I thought that was after one," she said with trepidation.
"After the first hour. For you that'll be one." He said, eyes locked on his wife who was taking two dicks and sucking a third.
The rest of the hour seemed to fly by, some of the guys made requests to see her up close, Jackson remaining near, and some asked if they could see her slide a finger inside herself. Much as she wanted to. She had avoided it during the full display and wanted to keep holding back now. Not that she was any less horny. If anything it was worse. She watched the clock tick closer to her birthday she was begging to feel overly sensitive. Knowing what will happen at midnight was almost too much to handle.
She was lost in thought as she watched two guys jerk each other while they stared at her. Jackson motioned for her to stand. Her chair was carried away and another was brought out. While it was plush and designed for comfort. There was no mistaking it was intended to lay her back and hold her legs up and out of the way. It had two small cameras on adjustable arms mounted to it. The room was beginning to smell of sweat now.
A projector screen was lowered at the back of the stage and a projector in the ceiling hummed to life. It showed a top-down view of the chair as well as two close-ups from the cameras on the chair. She felt butterflies rise as she realized just how much of a main event she was to be. She would be fucked. Her virginity taken by someone she would never know. All while it was recorded in HD from three angles. One of the men followed the women up onto the stage, Aphrodite still shamelessly covered in cum. She stopped to kiss Jackson before standing to the side. The other women returned to the floor and were instantly taken to chairs close to the stage. Most of them had two guys fucking them. One was also giving a blowjob.
The man's cock was stiff. Amy tried not to think about where it was about to go, she was already so turned on it started to hurt. She smiled shyly at him, blushing furiously. His cock jumped in response. Aphrodite took the center of the stage and called for attention.
"We are getting close to the main event." Cheering. "It's only 5 minutes away now. So let's get rid of that silly robe." Aphrodite smiled at Amy as Jackson's arms reached around her waist and untied the robe. Jackson then gently pushed her to the eager man. The man took a moment to touch her breasts. Then he reached up and brushed the robe off her shoulders letting it fall to the floor. He took a moment to walk around Amy, his fingers slightly brushing the curve of her hips and ass.
"There she is gentlemen. Nearly legal and from what we have seen," she paused as they cheered "And can still see judging by the drip on her thigh. She is more than ready."
Amy flushed red all the way to her nipples. She had hoped they wouldn't notice that drip. She reasoned it didn't really matter. After all, she was naked and about to be fucked. Aphrodite led her to the chair. Amy's arousal was hitting a fever pitch as some of the cum brushed off Aphrodite's arm onto her. She sat back and Jackson guided her shoulders down as Aphrodite positioned her hips and legs. The cameras were adjusted so they had a clear view from the side and from below. She looked up at the screen to see her pussy in detail she never had before. They stepped back and Aphrodite let the crowd drink in the sight. Amy watched as she rubbed the man's cock a bit then led him between Amy's legs. Aphrodite took a wet wipe offered by Jackson and cleaned the man's penis.
"Shall we be naughty?" Aphrodite asked the crowd.
They screamed in approval as Aphrodite used one finger to touch Amy's clit. She moaned suddenly at the sensation. Any nearly broke at the jolt of pleasure from the touch, brief as it was. The crowd cheered at her sound.
"2 minutes to go" Aphrodite called as the man got into place. "Careful you don't let it touch in your excitement." she teased him. "Can't get her too early."
His cock jumped as the crowd cheered louder they didn't care if he went too early. Given how much her pussy ached with need neither did Amy. She glanced up at the screen. She put her fingers on the edges of her pussy and pulled it open. The crowd called out its approval. His cock was just an inch away from entering her. Her mind was a whirlwind of desire and panic. She couldn't wait for him to push into her. To take that space and claim it as his. Yet she was fearful of the new experience. She could smell his Colone, it only added to her need.
The countdown began at one minute. The crowd roared in anticipation. Fifty seconds. Amy looked away from the screen and was pleased to see every eye on her. In this moment she was a goddess and they were worshiping her. Even the women and the men they were currently having sex with. Forty seconds, the man leaned forward and whispered, "I'm gonna love this."
"Me too." She replied with no hesitation.
Thirty seconds. He rested his cock on her pussy. The crowd clearly got more excited by the forbidden touch. Aphrodite laughed and reminded him to wait. Twenty seconds. He increased the pressure, sending pleasure rocking through her as it rubbed slightly on her clit. Ten seconds. He let the head of his cock slide down to her entrance. Her body was white hot with need. She had never denied herself for so long before. She nearly grabbed him and pulled him in.
A hush fell over the crowd. The screen showed his cock clearly pressed against her entrance. The barest hint of his tip was nearly inside her. Nine seconds. Aphrodite joked about him putting his cock where it shouldn't be yet. Eight seconds. He gently increased the pressure and Amy had to stop herself from rocking forward to let him in too soon. He was already spreading her entrance. Seven. The crowd was counting down again at a hush. Six. The only sounds were the soft jazz music and the parties having sex moaning quietly. Five seconds. He pushed in hard.
He was in her, five seconds early, but her mind was racing trying to process this new feeling. He felt warm. Her pussy stretched around him. It felt like flexing a tired muscle but with accompanying pleasure. He hadn't waited to see if she could take him. She was happy she had spent the last two hours horny as fuck. Her wetness had softened his first thrust. She was amazed at the strange fullness. Yet she knew she had room for more. Even if he didn't have it to give. Wildly she wondered if his slightly smaller cock was why he was picked to be first. He held there as the crowd spent a moment in shocked silence. He pulled back just as quickly as he pushed in. The friction was sending waves of heat and need through her. Her mind and body seemed to shrink down to the single point between her legs. She began instinctively rocking her hips into him every time he pushed deep. His hands played across her nipples and breasts bringing a new realm of pleasure. She listened to the wet slapping sound they were making with joy at the feeling that came with it.
"Oh, he went too soon!" Aphrodite shouted with glee. "Guess his clock runs faster! Look at him go! No care that she's not legal until, NOW. She is loving it! Listen to her!" A microphone was placed near Amy's mouth and she noticed her ravenous moaning for the first time. Aphrodite went behind him and pushed on his ass every time he thrust in. It drove Amy wild as the pressure of an orgasm began to rise quickly. She was riding the edge of bliss and just before she broke he pulled out with a wet squelch. Aphrodite grabbed his cock and pointed it at Amy's belly. Two quick strokes and he came in thick ropes onto her. Aphrodite milked the last of it then pulled him away and lifted his hand in triumph.
"He took her before he should but he gave us a good show! Give him some applause!"
Amy was irate. She was almost there. She almost had the orgasm she had been needing all night. Jackson moved forward and wiped her belly clean. She had a little thrill as he also cleaned her pussy. She wondered how her dad would react if he knew Jackson had touched it. He smiled apologetically then nodded to the line of men gathering on the edge of the stage. She might have more than she bargained for soon. The man left the stage. Another took his place and pushed in slowly. Amy's mind was racing as she looked at his cock sliding into her. The feel was different. Yet the same intense pleasure came with its presence. He filled her far more than the other man had. She relished the sensation of his cock spreading her but had a moment of pain when he went too deep. He noticed and adjusted but it had prevented her from orgasming before he also covered her inner thighs with his cum.
She was cleaned again. Again she was filled. This man was uncircumcised. The extra skin on his cock created a ridge inside her as he fucked. She liked the new sensation and moaned loudly as he finally gave her the orgasm she had been needing. Seeing her like that had the effect of him pulling out suddenly and coating the outside of her pussy with cum. Aphrodite approached her.
"Shall we give an extra show?" She asked.
Amy nodded and Aphrodite kneeled and licked every drop of cum off of Amy. She then sucked at Amy's clit for a moment to the crowd's clear enjoyment. Aphrodite stepped away and another man took her place. He went far too hard and Amy cried out for him to take it easy. He didn't listen and Jackson jerked him away and pushed him to the stairs. Telling him to find a girl that wanted rough or get out. The next man was far gentler. His small cock surprised Amy as he used clear skill to bring her to another orgasm. He suddenly pushed in deep and came. Amy was shocked. Jackson was in the middle of giving him a stern talking too when he pointed out that he had a vasectomy and hadn't broken the no creampie rule.
Amy was lost in thought as the men cycled through her. She couldn't remember something important. She had another orgasm that raked through her with surprising force. She put it out of her mind. She had been with 14 different men now, counting the one that got stopped. Jackson helped her out of the chair.
"I love this." She said to him.
He smiled and took her to the break room. "Have a snack and drink some water. You'll need it."
She did so but also went to pee. Not taking time to speak with the other women. Though they seemed interested in the new girl. When the break was over Jackson took her by the hand and gently led her into the waiting men. They stared at her with what she imagined was a hunger. She felt pride in commanding that gaze. Even the men that had begun to fuck the others again were still watching her. Shit... even the women were watching her with desire. She was led to a couch, plush like the chair but made of a fabric that was intended to be easy to clean fluids from. A man smiled at her then took her by the hips, turned her, and sat her directly on his cock.
It rammed deep into, her she gasped and laid her body against his. He began to fuck her. He kept her legs together, which made her pussy clamp onto his slightly thinner cock with intense tightness. She moaned as other men began to touch her body, many hands brushing every inch. There was a cock placed in her hand, it pulled away quickly.
"Give her time to get used to it before she takes doubles," Jackson said firmly.
His protectiveness made her relax into the pleasure as she felt that sensation rise in her again. The burning need to climax. He was speeding up as she moaned out "H-harder!" He gave her what she wanted. His speed increased yet again. Her orgasm was just about to wash over her when he suddenly pushed her off and into a standing position, his cum splashing across her ass.
She was about to voice her frustration as Jackson wiped the cum off her when another guy pushed her onto the arm of the couch, spread her legs, and forced his way into her as he held her body against his. She screamed in pure bliss. He was much bigger than the others and the sudden stretch as he pushed in hurt slightly but also triggered that orgasm to hit harder than any she had ever experienced.
She pressed her face into his shoulder moaning as his continued fucking kept her orgasm going far longer than normal. Just as she was coming down from it and begging to relax into his attention he pulled out and came on her breasts. Jackson cleaned her again as another man bent her over and rubbed something on her anus. She realized it was lube as he squelched into her.
She had never tried anal stimulation, but it was as pleasurable as before. She was moaning and staring at two cocks at eye level to her, their owners rubbing them as they watched. She took hold of them both, pulling them closer. She looked to Jackson who nodded then she took turns sucking them, she wasn't skilled. But they loved it anyway.
After a moment the man behind her pulled out and she felt him splash his hot cum on her legs. One of the men she was sucking moved behind her without waiting for her to be cleaned and pushed slowly into her pussy. His fucking was the most gentle so far. She had another orgasm while he worked. The guy she was sucking came into her mouth as she moaned. Her first taste of cum was salty and, she had to admit, she liked it. The guy behind her pulled out, she felt his cum splash across her pussy.
She remained bent over as Jackson took care to clean it. She stood and he used another to wipe her mouth off. She expected the men to take their next turn but they were all sitting down and begging to talk about how good she looked. Jackson led her back to the stage and back into the break room. She realized that she had been fucking for two hours now. She was a little sad that she only had one remaining. He left her side for the first time and disappeared down a side door. The other ladies were sitting in chairs to the side. She noticed some of the handlers were standing behind a belly-high divider. She joined the ladies.
"Hey, Flower." one said, "Call me Apple." She smiled. She had dark auburn hair, tanned skin, hazel eyes, strong and sultry vibe. The others took turns introducing themselves.
Honey, Golden blonde hair, golden brown skin, honey-colored eyes, cheerful personality
Sugar, Light pink-dyed short hair, fair skin, bright blue eyes, playful and teasing.
Candy, Fiery red hair, pale skin, emerald green eyes, flirtatious and energetic
Creamy, Platinum blonde hair, porcelain skin, violet eyes, soft-spoken and the friendliest of the bunch.
Creamy handed her an energy bar, "You'll need it. One hour is easy. But five," she sighed, "a workout."
"She's only two so far," Honey said. "She's already getting into it. Did you see that double suck-off?"
They all giggled. Amy's eyes were drawn back to the handlers. They seemed to be struggling.
"They're jerking it." Sugar said showing her pussy to them, she had her pubes shaved into a heart.
"Really?" Amy asked watching with renewed interest.
"Yep, don't want to blue ball," Candy said cheerfully shaking her breasts at them as one of them started to cum.
"Why don't they take a turn then?" Amy asked.
"Rules," Apple said. "Even after the show they can't touch us and if we decided to date one then one of us would have to quit."
"That's how we lost Bambi." Said Honey. A second handler moaned and came.
"Where's J-um where's my handler?" Amy asked. She had nearly said his name.
"Oh he's fucking Aphrodite," Apple said. They all giggled as two more handlers came.
"OH, one to go! Help him out, girls!" Sugar said as she opened her legs and spread her pussy for him to see. Amy noticed the others doing the same so she joined them. Amy felt distinctly naughty joining them in the display. She loved it. He didn't last much longer and they all giggled.
Aphrodite and Jackson returned, she was fully naked now and clean. His hard-on that had been obvious all night was finally down. He held out his hand to Amy and guided her back out onto the floor. The clock read two am. Amy was excited. She would be expected to take multiple men now, something she was looking forward to. Jackson took her to a place closer to Aphrodite than before. The men were less needy now but no less interested in having them. Amy noticed Aphrodite was already settling onto a man while another placed himself in front of her. She watched in fascination as first one cock, then another slid into her pussy.
The heat in her was rising again as Aphrodite took hold of two more men to jack them off and turned to deep-throat a fifth. Amy wasn't sure she would be able to manage that as a man guided her into a position onto another man's cock. It slid easily into her anus and she moaned wickedly. The man who placed her there moved into place and pushed so slowly into her pussy that she could hardly stand it. Then the two began to pound her relentlessly. She moaned out even louder and locked eyes with the man in her pussy. She decided she could get used to double penetration.
Another man pushed up and offered his cock. She started to suck it aggressively and by accident bumped the mask of the man fucking her pussy. It fell and he stopped fucking for a moment to replace it. The man Amy was sucking took that moment to push into her throat as all three started to fuck her even more aggressively. Her mind was blank, awash with pleasure and terror. His face, she knew him.
Her brother had several friends, but only one he knew she had a crush on. His name was John. He had known her brother since their first day of school as children. His hair was dark brown, wavy, and often a bit tousled. Eyes, deep blue, always half-lidded like he knows something you don’t. His mahogany skin was smooth. Body, athletic and toned, not bulky but well-defined. She wanted him, but her brother forbade it.
And he was currently balls-deep in her pussy.
She moaned around the cock in her throat, trying to process the pleasure and the shock. Another orgasm ripped through her. The man she was sucking came deep in her throat and then pulled back. She choked for a moment then regained her composure. She stared at where John's cock was slamming into her as wave after wave of illicit pleasure coursed through her.
There was an announcement. "Creampies are now permitted with Flower." She froze mid-moan as the guy behind her started cumming in her ass. It felt warm. Right, somehow. John had said, "I'll fill you first." and sped up ramming into her so hard she thought she would fall off the other man who seemed to be cumming a second time. Her mind raced, she had planned to not permit cumming in her pussy. Not for any real reason, just to hold that back. But that wasn't why she was in a slight panic. The important thing she couldn't remember suddenly came to mind.
She couldn't remember taking her birth control. He paused, buried balls deep in her, and released.
The sensation of his lava cum splashing into her potentially fertile womb sent her orgasm into overdrive. Her whole body shook as she wrapped her arms and legs around him to steady herself. The guy under her took that moment to pull out and John settled her on the floor still fucking her. She buried her face into his chest. He smelled like old spice and sweat. She wanted him more than ever. She was wracked with a second earth-shattering orgasm. As she collapsed gasping for breath he pulled out, much to her displeasure, to cheers from the others around. Whether because he had clearly given her the most intense orgasm or because he was the first to fill her pussy she didn't have time to process.
She was lifted onto another man who slid into her cum filled pussy and began to fuck her. Another man moved between their legs, she hardly knew what was happening before her hot, dripping, flesh was stretched with a second cock. Her delighted moan led to another cock pushing into her throat. She lost herself to the pleasure, to the thought that John might have impregnated her. The man under her came along with the man in front. Their combined cum makes her feel overfilled. They moved away and she was pushed onto her hands and knees. Man after man took their turns with her throat and pussy, sometimes her anus. Every time they spilled their seed in her pussy she had another massively intense orgasm as she wondered if it was that man's baby she would have.
She lost track of how many men filled her. They seemed driven to fuck her as much as possible. She fucking loved it. She was a sex goddess and she gifted her body, her pussy, and her fertile belly to them. She would never know whose baby it was. She didn't care as long as she kept having orgasms when they filled her. Her thighs were sticky and soaked with their seed, Jackson hadn't cleaned her since the creampies were allowed. She saw John sitting next to her watching as two more men filled her in a double penetration. After they gave their tribute to their goddess's pussy she kissed John. She stood off of the man she sat on shakily and hungrily rammed herself onto John's cock. She had him in her pussy. Her back was too him and she kept her legs wide so her worshipers could see him claim his spot again. She laid her full length against him and pulled his hands to her breasts moaning as he fucked her. When he came she lost herself in the pleasure of it again.
She was pulled from him when he was done, though she wasn't done with him, and she felt a stubby thick cock push into her ass. Still feeling John's cum in her she orgasmed again at the sensation. Two more men moved between her legs, she glanced down, their cocks were kind of long. She expected one to move up for a blowjob but instead, they both crowed in and pushed into her pussy. She noted they were the men who pleasured each other while they watched her earlier. She moaned out loudly and her open mouth was soon filled. More cocks were put into her hands and she did her best to please all six men.
It must have worked because they all splashed her inside and out in rapid succession. They pulled back and she stood. She nearly fell and Jackson steadied her. She caught sight of John watching her. Something strange in the way he sat so still. She motioned for him to have her again and he stood. He stepped into her arms and they hugged as he slid his cock into her cum soaked pussy. He fucked her slowly, deliberately, intensely. He leaned over her shoulder curling into her over and over. Another man pushed into her anus and they both took that steady pace, holding her between them as she surrendered to the pleasure. John whispered into her ear as the man behind started filling her again and was replaced by another.
He whispered one word, one word that sent her heart racing and caused her to melt. "Amy."
She nodded, confirming it for him and him alone. He rammed into her, filling her with his wonderful, orgasm-causing, cum. She bit onto the fabric of his robe as she shook through the orgasm. The man behind was replaced again. Even though John had filled her again he kept going. Her orgasms only seemed to pause for moments at a time as he kept going. He finished again and finally stepped back. Jackson had to catch her. He helped her to a seat. Men had stopped crowding around.
John was still there. She watched as his cum and her pussy juice dripped from the tip of his still-hard cock. She thought about begging for him again. But she noticed the lights had gotten brighter and the men were leaving. She moaned a little. Need etched all over her. John leaned down and helped her to stand. She was ready for more but he handed her off to Jackson, who guided her back to the stage. She was in a daze and still horny. She wanted John again, any man. She was convinced she was pregnant now. But she didn't care. She wanted John's cum.
Jackson didn't stop at the break room even though the other women relaxed there. They cheered her on as she was nearly carried past them. She waved and giggled weakly at them. He took her to the washing room where Becky waited. She fell into a blissful sleep as Becky had her lay on the table and washed her with the warm water. Only waking enough to comply with her request to turn over.
She was a little more awake when Becky massaged her body. Easing the tension of the night out of her muscles. As Becky worked Amy had a small orgasm. Like an aftershock of the earthquake of the night. Becky laughed at Amy's surprise.
"It happens, dearie. If you want I'll give you a proper one before we are done," she said.
Becky worked more. Amy's body relaxed from the night. She had two more small orgasms when Becky worked her sore leg muscles. But they only served to relax her more. Becky didn't offer to finger her again. She also didn't do it. Amy was planning to ask. But when it came to it Becky just stopped and told her to take a nap while she waited for Jackson to be done with Aphrodite.
Some time later Jackson's steady voice woke her. He was still in his robe. She was still naked apart from the mask which Becky seemed to have put back after the cleaning.
"Only half the night and you took more men than the others." He said with a chuckle.
"Really," she asked dreamily.
"Yep," He said "I counted, we had 36 guests and you were with everyone. Most more than once."
"Wow," She said a bit hoarsely. "If you are my handler next time I'll bring a counter so you can keep track of every time. I wanna beat my record."
He laughed. "Already planning the next time? Guess you did enjoy it. I will be your handler whenever you are working."
"Yeah, I might be pregnant though. When they told the guys they could cum inside I realized I couldn't remember taking my pill."
He turned serious, "You know there's no chance of tracking who the father is if you are."
"Yeah, can I still work if I'm pregnant?"
He cleared his throat. "Well yes, up until you might give birth. Some guys will be turned on by a pregnant girl. But, how are you so calm about it?"
She sat up and shrugged. "The idea made my orgasm stronger."
"Ah, inseminations kink." He nodded.
She blushed, "Bad?"
"I like to watch my wife gangbang other men and then fuck her silly after. I won't judge."
"Thanks," She giggled. "guess I should get dressed."
"I'll stay long enough to be sure you are steady on your feet, Then I'll leave so you can take that mask off."
"What if I want you to know who I am?"
She stood, wobbled at first then steadied. She smiled at Jackson and he nodded and left. Guess he didn't want to know. She took off the mask and placed it on the table, then dressed, noting soreness... well everywhere. When she was ready she walked down the hall and back out of the doors, slowly got into her car, and drove home.
When she arrived she went in through the kitchen, it was seven am, her dad would be awake soon and she really wanted a bed. Her brother was standing at the refrigerator. The door blocked him from view. It was normal for her to be out all night on Saturday. Her dad and brother knew she wasn't sleeping around so never got upset with her for it. Well, she didn't use to sleep around. The thought made her giggle.
"In late again? You'll sleep through your birthday." He said closing the door and holding the milk.
"Just give me until nine ok?" She said.
"Nope. You'll sleep till noon and that's final," he said, making her giggle with appreciation for her caring brother. She would need that if he learned who she was with. "Dad's planning a dinner not a breakfast anyway."
"Why so late?" she asked.
"He went to Jackson's club."
She froze. Jackson's club. Jackson who told her she fucked them all. Every. Single. Guy. Had she just fucked her dad? Did he cum in her too?
"R-really?"
"Don't worry. He wasn't out being with them all. He got a job there. He said it's called 'handler'. Or something." he shrugged.
So she hadn't fucked her dad. She was more grateful than she could express for that. Though she did have an uneasy thought. He was one of the handlers. He will have seen her through the night fucking every cock she could. He will have seen her on stage. On that huge screen. Being wanted. Being worshiped. Being fucked.
"That's great. Maybe he will get a girlfriend from it." She said.
He left the fridge and sat down.
"I think I might go there. Play with the girls," he said passively.
"But if you did that Dad would watch you fucking them all."
"AAH... yeah... you're right." he shook "Never going there. Oh, by the way, John called a little bit ago."
Her heart raced. Did he tell?
He continued, "Told me that since you are an adult today you get to make your own choices." he stared at her blankly. She was convinced he knew. "Told me that you wanted to date him. Have since you were 12." He knew. She knew that he knew. "Told me that he was going to ask you out and I would have to live with any choice you make. I told him to fuck off. He told me to live with it." He leaned forward. Maybe he didn't know. He would lead with that right? He would care more that she was a newly made cum dumpster. Right? "I said fuck it. Marry her if you want. You're my bro anyway." He smiled at her.
"He only asked me out?"
"Yep"
"Through you"
"Yep"
"Like getting permission."
"Do you need me to get a tarp and a shovel? We'll take Dad's car. I don't think the body will fit in either of ours."
She laughed hard at his joke and hugged him.
"I'm gonna kick his ass. Then make him fuck mine."
"Hey now. That's not cool. This is why I asked him not to date you before. I don't care if you decide to fuck him. But don't tell me ok?" He was nearly pleading.
She giggled and went to her room. She closed the door and stripped. Her body smelled like mango from the soap Becky used. She never felt cleaner given how dirty she had been. She normally had baggy pajamas she slept in, but today she wanted to glory in her nudity. She was a fucking sex goddess tonight and any room deserved her nudity. She noticed her birth control sitting on her nightstand and a wave of arousal rocked through her. She sat on the edge of the bed. If she was pregnant she would have to talk to John about it. Either way, she was going to need to have a conversation with him about what happened.
Her brother would be pissed if he knew about the club. He would forgive her, faster if she were brave enough to tell him herself. He wanted her to date John. She sighed happily as she picked up the package. She already knew she wanted John to be her boyfriend, but only if he was as accepting of her being at the Velvet Dust as Jackson was with his wife. She hesitated to open the package, she loved the feeling of thinking she was being impregnated. But she had to know for sure. She opened it.
The pill for Saturday was gone, she had taken it, and she took the one for Sunday. She was safe. Well as safe as the pill can be. She placed it back on the nightstand and laid back. She was still aroused but felt no need other than sleep. She got fully into bed, not covering herself. She was going to have to figure out how to time a party with her cycle. That way she could fuck unprotected and feel the thrill of possible pregnancy again. She giggled and drifted off to sleep.