“Yes.” I nod enthusiastically, so deep in the scene that I feel like I’m having a blissful out-of-body experience.
A blindfold is handed to Henry and placed around my eyes, and I’m spread even wider, his long arms holding me open for the men.
“As a special treat, you’re all the first to know that we’re expecting a baby.”
A chorus of congratulations sounds throughout the room.
“Which means, friends, you’re all welcome to fuck her raw and come inside my wife as much as you’d like. Especially if you plan to stuff her completely full, we’ll need the lube.”
I gasp as the room laughs, and Henry calls for Jackson since he won our match.
I can’t see anything, but the room is quiet as he steps forward, and I feel the head of a sheathed cock toying with my entrance. His pants rub against my thighs, and it seems he’s still completely clothed, just like earlier.Why is it so hot that he only pulled his pants down to fuck me?
Henry’s mouth is hot at my ear as he holds me open. “Is that what you want, sweetheart? You want Jackson to fill you up? Mix all his cum inside you with mine and make a mess of you?”
I whine as Jackson slides in an inch, then stops as he waits for my answer, which I give immediately.
“Yes, please, Sir. Please let them fuck me.” My answer becomes a scream as Jackson slides inside in a long, brutal thrust. Not as thick but long. He starts chasing his own pleasure as Henry’s fingers find my clit. My thighs shake as the stimulation becomes too much, and I scream my release.
“Mmm, that’s my girl. Tell him thank you for fucking you so good, darling.”
“Thank you for fucking me so good, Jackson,” I whine, and he muffles a curse, stilling deep with a groan. I can feel him pulsing, but he fills the condom instead, and I find myself wishing he had actually come inside me.Good thing we set all our rules ahead of time.
“Next!” Henry says, and immediately, there’s another cock in me and a hand on my clit. It’s too much, and I try to squirm away, but Henry moves both hands to my throat to hold me in place. My legs are still being held back, though, so two other guys must have stepped forward so that Henry could keep me still.
“Nope, don’t even try it. You’re not going anywhere. If you can think about trying to get away, we’re not doing enough. Boys!”
I’m swarmed, with Henry’s hands holding my throat, but everyone else rotating as best as I can tell. My breasts are pinched and slapped, my legs are caressed and squeezed, and every time I feel a man grunt and still, pulsing inside me, he’s immediately replaced.
I stop fighting and relax back into Henry’s chest, focusing on all the different points of pleasure across my body.
“Yes, baby, just relax. You were made for this. I know you can take it. My perfect little whore, servicing all my friends. What a good girl you are.”
He keeps cooing sweet nothings in my ear, and I let myself fully go, riding the gentle waves of my pleasure out into the deep.
Chapter twenty-one
Watching my friends and colleagues from Rendezvous fuck Lucy one after the other is a more erotic experience than I could ever imagine. She’s come at least five times, and we’re maybe halfway through the scene. The constant stimulation from so many hands on her body, coupled with the sensory deprivation of the blindfold, has allowed her to let go of anything except feeling the pleasure of the moment.
Blanche gets my attention with her hand waving above her head and mimes talking, bringing me back to the point of the scene. Acting like Henry Sinclair. Not simply enjoying this for my own sake. Another man finishes and swaps places with the next in line, his condom-sheathed cock coated in lube to simulate as if everyone was actually filling Lucy with cum. We considered it when we were talking about this scene, but ultimately decided against it. I’m not sure if that would have been even hotter, or if I’m glad I’m still the only one to ever come inside her.
“You’re almost halfway done, sweetheart,” I say into her ear, then kiss her temple. “What a perfect slut you’re being for me. My best girl.”
She’s mindless with pleasure at this point, turning her head to capture my lips in a lazy kiss as we both rock back and forth with the force of the thrusts of James, who’s currently inside her.
“Do you know how many cocks you’ve taken today? Hmm? Seven so far, baby. You’ve let seven strangers fill you up so I could watch. You stretch around them so beautifully, darling. Such a perfect hostess for my friends, giving them the perfect nightcap after our party.”
Whining and writhing against me, she tries to close her legs against her next orgasm, but the two men holding her legs back only tighten their grip and pull her wider. She screams her release, with James grunting and following close behind. As he pulls out, he motions that he thinks she needs more lube, so I decide it’s a reasonable time to enter act two.
“Alright, darling, let’s flip you over. There’s a good girl. That’s it, nice and easy.”
Closing her legs, I shift her until she’s straddling me chest to chest, and making sure nobody is in her field of vision, I take her blindfold off. She blinks into the dim room, eyes red from her tears of pain and pleasure and glassy, like she’s been in a dream world.
“Hi,” I whisper, and she gives me a beautiful, dazed smile.
“Hi.”
“How are you? Good to continue?” Someone hands me a water bottle, and I give her small sips before tossing it to the floor.
