Loading...We arrive right on time. The hostess welcomes us and escorts us inside as the valet drives off in our vehicle. She leads us into the private waiting area and offers us drinks. After pouring the drinks, she explains that our driver will arrive shortly and then excuses herself. Just as we finish our drinks, the limo arrives at the dimly lit rear entrance. Our journey into the dark, mysterious world of blind eroticism has begun.
The windows of the limo are dark, so dark that we cannot see out, nor can we see the driver. We are not supposed to know the location of our destination. From the amount of turns made, it seems as though the driver is not taking a direct route. After another round of drinks, we finally come to a stop. The door opens, seemingly by itself. The area outside of the limo is darkened, a path lined by a faint blue glow leads to an open door.
As we make our way through the doorway, we can see that the illuminated path continues. We follow the path down an otherwise unlit hallway and thru another open door into a room. We enter the room and the door closes behind us. A soft light begins a slow, subtle illumination of the room, just enough light to make out the surroundings. There is another door on the opposite wall. A neoclassical divan is on one side of the room, a dressing area with closet on the other, and a bar is adjacent to the far door. The same type of drinks we had at the arrival station are already prepared and waiting for us on the bar.
I bring the drinks over to a low table in front of the divan and sit next to Marie. She looks wonderful sitting here. Before we venture in, I want to take in her entire beauty, as if I making a mental note for later. Her one hundred sixty pounds is distributed exquisitely over her six-foot frame. Jet black, curly hair provides the perfect frame for her large dark eyes. As beautiful as they are, both are mere accents to her captivating smile.
After we finish the drinks, we smile at each other in anticipation. I rise and begin to remove my clothes, starting with my jacket and tie. Marie rushes to me and says, “Please, let me.”
I unbutton his shirt and peel it back over his shoulders slowly. As the departing material reveals skin, my lips welcome it delicately. As I stare directly into his eyes, my hands deftly unbuckle and unzip his trousers, letting them fall to the floor about his ankles. I slip my fingers gracefully into the band of his shorts and trace around to the back. Prying them off and down his legs is hindered only by his rigid cock. I bend to assist while he steps out of the pile of clothing at his feet, deviously avoiding any touching of his cock the entire time.
She turns around and whispers “Unzip me.” I reach out and gently pull the zipper the short distance from her lower back to the middle of her shapely ass. The backless black evening dress drops easily from her as I nudge the straps off her shoulders. She is wearing neither bra nor panties. As she turns to face me, her perfectly shaped breasts proudly present stiffened nipples. It took a conscious effort to follow her lead and not let myself touch them. Soon enough we will be satisfying our desires.
She stands there completely nude except for the diamond ankle bracelet that she “earned” from me in Belgium. The faint blue glow of the solitary light source illuminates her bodily sensuously. If we stay here and make love all night, I could be a happy man. But this has been a dream of hers, and through much effort and money, I have arranged a membership. We have been through the orientation and are about to embark on our first participation in an actual session.
I ask Marie if she is ready, and she smiles me a “Yes.” We pick up our custom fitted earpieces from the bar and put them in, one in each ear as labeled: left and right. Immediately, a vacuum sound, with a slight pain and tingle indicate that the earpieces have attached themselves correctly. A quick test is successful: we are online with Aphrodite, our electronic host and guide. I tell Aphrodite that we are ready and the far door opens. Once we pass through, the door closes again, leaving us in complete darkness.
From this point on, we will have virtually no visual input. Our other senses, particularly sound and touch, will be depended upon to guide us. The lack of sight not only provides a level of anonymity, it also calls upon the other senses to become heightened. Aphrodite’s hi-tech audio allows us to function with the sudden loss of sight.
We quickly adjust to Aphrodite. She provides audio instructions, directions, personal messages, and music. In fact, the only audio we receive is through Aphrodite’s sound system. In return, Aphrodite can hear us, as well as monitor our biometrics, such as heart rate and temperature. She also knows exactly where we are at all times, and our exact orientation.
Marie and I chat as we proceed down the hallway before us. The feel of the floor on our bare feet coordinates with audio feedback from Aphrodite to guide us about. As we enter near the main hub, I recall the layout. The hallway we enter through ends at a circular hallway known as the roundabout, reminiscent of European traffic circles with its one-way traffic. Inside of the roundabout is the water room. Outward from the roundabout are various rooms. Each provides a different experience and only certain activities are allowed in some. Each room is ovoid, with one entrance. Inside, the rooms vary, depending on the theme for that room.
Aphrodite suggests we start with the game room as a good way to be acclimated. We agree and ask her to guide us there. As we enter, she tells us that there is a game for couples being organized on the far side. We indicate our interest and permit her to include us in that audio channel. A new voice, a man, welcomes us and introduces the participants. When he has finished, we are asked to introduce ourselves using our pseudonyms: real names are not encouraged. The game begins.
The object of this game is to identify your partner. All of the women are lined up side by side, and, starting at one end, each man is to feel his way from one woman to the next. The woman’s body can only be touched between the shoulders and the knees. When the game commences, each man is aligned to the front of a female, who he proceeds to feel for twenty seconds. At the sound of a tone, he must move on to the next female to the right. When the end of the line is reached, he is to move behind the female and work his way back through the line. The men are responsible to count positions and keep track of their choice.
At the start tone, I reach gently forward, searching for a body. When I find her, I start to caress her body, quickly locating tits. They are firm, but not as large as Marie’s. The nipples are sticking out quite far, and I give them a tweak. I move my hands down her sides and along her hips. Bending down slightly, I slide my hands around the back to her ass. Like her tits, it is small and firm. Suddenly I am reminded of how short twenty seconds is.
As I move to my right and begin to grope for the next girl, I detect the strong smell of cinnamon. It is being blown on us from above to hinder the use of smell to identify the partner. With this girl, I try not to spend too much time in one spot. A quick check of the tits reveals that they are about the right size, but a little too saggy. They are nice and full, just the kind you could play with for hours. I don’t have that long, but I do use the time I have on them, forgoing the rest of her body.
The next woman has very small breasts with very sensitive nipples. They are a bit slippery. I give them a squeeze between my thumb and finger, then move around to check out her ass. Squeezing a cheek with one hand, I run my finger down her crack with the other. I locate her assbud and probe it a bit. The tone moves me on. I decide that I will focus on the asses, thinking that tits may be better explored from behind.
This chick has oil on her body. This is evidently not the first room she has visited. I go directly for the ass, oil and all. It has good shape and tone. As I rub the oil into her cheeks, she pushes back. My finger finds its way to the crack and runs the oil up and down its length. This isn’t Marie, but I wouldn’t mind spending more time with her oily ass.
At the tone, it takes me a moment to realize that I was at the end of the line, and need to work back. I feel robbed, wasting time feeling the air, but I quickly decide that it’s the same girl again, anyway. I grab quickly for her tits. They are quite large, much larger than Marie’s, and quite firm. As I am holding her tits, I get an urge to slide my rock hard cock into her oily ass. I tell Aphrodite to tag this girl for me; I want to get back to her later.
As I approach the next girl, I try to remember where I was and where I had started. I know this one isn’t Marie, but when I do find her, I will need to be able to determine where she is in line. My hands reach around to her pussy, which already seems to be oily. Of course: I am not the first one here. Each guy in line has transferred oil from the last girl. Thinking about how many fingers she’s had feeling her cunt, it suddenly occurs to me that Marie has been getting groped and poked and prodded, just as the girls that I have visited. She must be ready to explode. I give her a quick rub of the clit and move on.
After a few more women, I feel a set of tits that is very familiar. I have found her. My hand moves quickly down to her cunt, almost as if I expect to find a set of fingerprints. She is definitely wet and worked up. I am tempted to pull her out of the line and fuck her right here. But I compose myself and move on, noting her position. As it turns out, she is the other end of the line, so I get her again right away. I put my hands on her ass and massage vigorously. At the tone, I reach up and pinch her nipples sharply: it’s not as if she knows it’s me.
A couple of turns later the game ends. It’s not surprising that everyone has guessed correctly. Each woman was so different that you would need to be a complete moron not to get it right. It was fun nonetheless. It’s one of those times where the journey is more important than the destination.
Anton instructs Aphrodite to isolate our audio. As the noise of the party subsides, I grab for him, almost shaking.
“Fuck me now,” I say.
“If you can find me,” he says playfully.
He moves away from me and isolates his audio. Bastard.
It takes me a moment to orient myself, and I make my way through to the roundabout, waiting for Anton. I ask Aphrodite to locate him for me, but she offers no help. As I contemplate my next move, Anton’s voice is suddenly in my ear teasing.
“I am just to the right of the doorway,” he says.
“But which room?” I plead.
I hear him start singing a familiar song and take that as a hint. I deduce that he is in the mat room. Each room plays its own music; many with a particular genre intended to highlight the activity of that room. The mat room is one that is completely covered in padded mats, with nothing else in the room. Hard rock is played for some hard fucking.
Aphrodite directs me to the mat room. As I make my way inside I pick up on Anton’s tracking ping. I give the command that opens my tracking ping to Anton, and as I approach, I hear a tone that increases in pitch and frequency.
“You’re getting warm,” he says.
“Warm!” I say, “I’m so fucking hot from that game I can’t believe it.”
We grab each other at about the same time and drop to the padded floor. Our lips lock together and we roll over and over. When he is positioned over me, he pins my arms next to my head.
“I’m going to fuck you,” he declares assertively.
He places his cock at my cunt and drives in. I moan ecstatically as he gives me the entire length in one thrust. My legs wrap around his ass and attempt to push him in farther.
“You slut, how many guys did it take to warm you up?” he asks.
“Only a few to warm me up, but they kept coming” I say. “Just about every one of them stuck a finger in my pussy, they all played with my tits, and a couple probed my ass. And one guy pinched my nipples so hard a thought I would go insane if I didn’t cum soon.”
I hear him laugh deviously.
“You shit, it was you!” I yell.
He claims that he doesn’t know what I’m talking about. I struggle to throw him off. We wrestle for a bit, and then I slip away, audio and all.
I decide to let her go and wait for her to surface.
In the meantime, I tell Aphrodite that I need a companion. “Where is the oily girl from the game room?” I ask. She tells me that she will see if she will accept an invitation. A few moments later, a sexy voice whispers in my ear.
“What ya’ looking for, sweetie?” she asks.
I tell her that I was intrigued with her oily ass in the game room a few minutes ago.
“We were just heading for the shower. Will soap do, instead?” she asks.
Sure, I guess.
She tells me her name is Donna. We each direct Aphrodite to enable a ping locator and I head for the water room. Several openings provide access in and out of the water room. As you pass through the opening, a stiff blast of hot, dry air blows downward. Inside is a round pool that is almost as large as the entire room. The pool is no more than a meter deep, with a seat/step around the entire edge. An inner ring serves as a hot tub. The submerged wall between the hot and cooler water is also a seat/step. Adjacent to the hot tub ring is a sauna island.
The water in the pool and hot tub glows a very subtle, deep green. It does not give off light, but a faint silhouette can be seen against it. The perimeter of the water room is lined with showerheads, toilets, and bidet. As I near Donna, I bump into another body. It is soapy and female. I stop to give her a quick back scrub. Before I can finish, Donna grabs my arm.
“Hey, wrong girl!” she teases.
She turns me around, wraps her arms around my neck, and kisses me. As she breaks away, she reaches for my cock.
“Let’s see what we have here,” she says, “Circumcised, not shaven, probably about six inches.”
“Wow,” I say, “You’re a regular Sherlock Holmes with the dicks.”
She laughs and starts to rub soap onto me, moving slowly to the back. As she lathers me up, she reaches around the front to my quickly hardening cock.
“So, you want to put this in my oily ass, huh?” she asks.
“It was a thought,” I said.
“It’s a good thought,” she says, “but I’m not oily right now. I’ve been at this for some hours, and I need a break. I’ll send a message later when I’m ready.”
“Sounds like a plan” I tell her. “I’m gonna hold you to it.”
I take a handful of soap from the dispenser and apply it to her body. Then I move behind her and put her hands upward to the showerhead.
“Hold on to this,” I instruct.
I rub soap over her body, starting high at her elbows, gliding under her outstretched arms down to her hips. I work back and forth a few times, then start moving in to wash her huge tits. Given their ample size, I get more soap and spend much time exploring them completely. Her nipples stiffen nicely, and she responds well to any and all stimulation applied to them.
With a slight step to the side, I can reach down to her ass with one hand and to her pussy with the other. Both are scrubbed thoroughly. After a few more rinses and new soap, I am at her feet, kneeling, with my face conveniently at the level of her ass. As I lift each foot and wash it, I kiss across her ass, working my way toward her ass crack. When I reach it, I trace along it with my tongue.
When she arches her back inward, her ass pushes into my face and my tongue reaches in to find her assbud. After a few flicks she moans and tells me that she may call me sooner than later. I let her foot down and stand. As she rinses, I place her hand on my cock and tell her that I will be back so that she can take care of this. I kiss her, and then leave.
While I am waiting to hear from Marie, I decide to check out the pool. As I stand at the edge, I can’t decide if the glow is eerie or sensuous. Seeing the silhouettes of many people tends to make it more sensuous. I step into the water and wade across to the hot tub. There are more people in the hot water than the cool. Since I am on somewhat of an exploration, I continue on to the sauna.
As I approach, Aphrodite informs me that if I wish to enter the sauna, I need to request assistance. I tell her that I would, in fact, like to use the sauna. A young, female voice enters my ear as a gentle hand grips my arm.
“Follow me, sir,” says my escort.
She leads me through the door and onto a bench.
“When you would like to leave, let Aphrodite know and someone will assist you” she says, “Would you care to join the public conversation?”
“No, thank you” I reply.
Within a few minutes I feel a searching pat on my leg, followed by a mouth on my dick. With all of the activity that I have had, without cumming, I rise quickly. Sitting there enjoying the sensation, I wonder who this may be. I don’t even know if it is a female. I ask Aphrodite to invite the person in front of me to an audio. After some moments, Aphrodite informs me that the person did not accept, which prompts me to have Aphrodite ask the person to leave me. The mouth disappears quickly. Being left wanting once again, I decide to take matters into my own hands. Within a few minutes, I feel a presence next to me and Aphrodite is issuing an invitation from the person to my right. I accept, and it is a female voice.
“With everything going on around here, that seems like a terrible waste,” she says.
I laugh and tell her an abbreviated version of my short history. She adjusts her body slightly before I feel her hand join mine on my cock.
“Let me,” she says.
After a several very nice strokes, she moves to the floor and takes me in her mouth. It is obvious she is no novice, and she swallows my cock completely. As she bobs up and down the entire length, her hand augments the stimulation. To add to my pleasure, she uses her other hand to rub the base of my cock between my balls and my asshole.
After a while, I am wanting more, so I reach down and grab her by the shoulders. I guide her up onto my lap, where she straddles me by placing her feet flat on the bench along side of me. She quickly squats and lowers her cunt down onto my cock, sliding it in easily. I place my hands on her hips as she moves up and down. Before too long I am ready to explode inside her. As I start to shudder, she moves faster and slams down hard onto me, driving my cock deep inside of her. After accepting all of my jism she jumps off, tells me she needs to find someone else, then disappears, audio and all.
The warmth of the sauna relaxes me thoroughly. After many minutes, I have an escort lead me out so that I can cool off in the pool with a fresh drink. Once refreshed, I ask Aphrodite to locate Marie for me. As her audio fades in, I can hear her breathing rapidly.
She gasps into my ear, “You shit, I thought you forgot about me.”
I tell her that I was distracted by an oily ass.
“See how you are…,” she says.
I laugh. Not wanting to disrupt, I tell her to enjoy herself and contact me when she’s done. Before she can answer, I hear her scream out an orgasm. I don’t know what’s being done to her, but I can tell that she likes it.
After she collects herself, we arrange to meet here in the water room. When I find her, she is at the bidet, washing away whomever it was she was with. She tells me about the two guys she had while she was gone. Aphrodite hooked her up with a hard-slamming, well-hung man that was the slam-bam, thank you-ma’am type: just what she wanted. Then she found another that took his time and worked her up slowly, then took her over the edge just when she needed it.
I tell her my sad story, which elicits no sympathy whatsoever. Then she tells me that while I’m waiting for Donna’s oily ass, we should go find something to do. We wander about for a while, finally coming upon a room known as the “Swing” room. It is full of hammocks, slings and swings suspended from above.
Marie decides she would like to try out a sling, so we begin a search for one that is available. My first encounter is with an occupied sling. I make out the form of a gal, with long hair hanging down as her head hangs back. She is well into it. I grab a handful of hair, pull her head back gently and plant a kiss full on her mouth. With my other hand, I reach for a tit. She responds with a moan of approval.
I inform Marie of my actions and she joins me by approaching the girl from the other side. She kisses the girl as well, and then helps me with the nipples. We take turns kissing her lips and nipples, with an occasional break to kiss each other. After she cums, we move on. As we depart, I tell Marie that I thought she tasted like a redhead. She slaps me on the arm and fires a derogatory label in my direction.
The next sling we find is occupied as well. After a bit of groping, we determine that there is a small man in the sling, getting his ass pounded by a much larger man. Marie wants to check this out a little more, so we continue our exploration. She reaches down to the small guy’s dick, which is also quite small, and starts to stroke it. We receive and accept an audio invitation.
The small guy is Steve, the other is Louie. Steve’s hands find their way to Marie’s tits, and she leans in and kisses him.
“He tastes like a redhead, too,” she jokes.
I tell her that I will just take her word for that.
“Not into this?” Steve asks.
“Not the kissing part,” I respond. “Nothing wrong with a good ass-fuck, though, no matter who’s ass.”
They both chuckle. Louie asks if I would like a turn at Steve’s ass. I decline, telling him that I was looking forward to scrumping with Marie in a sling. Marie has other ideas, however.
“I’m not done here, yet,” she says. “No offense Steve, but with the size of your cock, I’ll bet you get a lot of ass: literally.”
“Actually yes,” Steve answers. “Most women are apprehensive about anal sex, particularly at the thought of a large dick in their ass. Because of my small size, many will let me ass fuck them. It’s a curse and a blessing”
“I want to try it,” Marie says.
Louie helps me climb into the sling and lower my ass onto Steve’s slender cock. It slides in easily, and I am able to quickly work up to a full in and out motion, taking him all the way in. It feels strangely good, like a large finger, only somehow better. I clench my ass as Steve pushes in, and, with Louie still fucking his ass, it doesn’t take him long to fill me with jism.
Then Louie grabs my ankles and lifts them high into the air. He comments to me “Try this on for size.” He pulls his cock out of Steve’s ass and positions it against mine. Still not sure if I want this, I ask Anton to check it out. He moves in behind Louie and reaches around for his cock.
“It’s huge,” he says. “You’d love this in your pussy, but I’m not sure about the ass.”
His tone is one of concern, but also has a bit of a challenge to it. I decide that we are here for new experiences, so I tell Anton that I’m going for it. Louie pushes forward and eases the head past the ring of my ass. I gasp and squeal as he begins to push. Steve’s hands find their way to my tits, and my own hand finds its way to my clit.
With all this assplay going on, I decide I want in on it. I lube up my cock and place it against Louie’s ass, which prompts him to lean forward over Marie a bit. As he moves his hips back and forth, his cock works further into Marie’s ass, and mine starts to penetrate his.
The sounds she emits seem to be a combination of moans and grimaces, but her rapid breathing indicates that this is working for her. After several minutes, a good rhythm is established by Louie that moves his cock in and out of Marie’s ass, and mine likewise to his. I enjoy hearing Marie approach climax, which she announces loudly upon arrival.
After her spasms subside, Louie picks up his pace and stroke. I need to start moving with him as he plunges deeper. He is much longer than I am, and he is shoving it all into Marie. After a few more strokes, he clenches his ass cheeks and grunts as he spurts his cum deep into her bowels. I tell her that I just remembered that she has an appointment next week to have her teeth cleaned.
“No shit,” she says. We all laugh.
I pull out of Louie’s ass without cumming, explaining to Marie that I know a much nicer ass that I would rather fill.
“Mine, or Donna’s?” she asks teasingly.
“Donna’s” I reply. “Yours is gonna be useless for a while after all of that.” I know that if she could reach me, she would slap me again.
We excuse ourselves from Steve and Louie, and head for the showers. She spends an inordinate amount of time at the bidet, then sets the shower temperature quite hot. As we lave each other in lather, she tells me I should try Steve. She explains that the feel of a small, slender cock in her ass had a peculiar feel to it, and she wants to know what I think. I tell her I’ll keep it in mind. As we are talking, she works a soapy finger into my ass.
When we finish rinsing, we head to the hot tub to rest and relax. Once we have settled, we ask Aphrodite to include us in the public conversation. The channel is surprisingly quiet. It seems that most people are here to rest, like us. We disconnect from the public audio and ask Aphrodite to order a snack.
Marie orders a crab salad with avocado and greens, and I order a cheese and sausage platter with grapes. Aphrodite can order just about any food that you can imagine, as long as you can eat it with your hands in the dark. We had practiced this at home, and spent more time laughing than eating at first. Drinks come in plastic tumblers with spill-proof lids and/or straws. If we could see each other walking around with drinks it would be quite humorous: naked adults drinking from toddler “sippy cups.”
At the appropriate time, we get out of the pool, hesitate under the blow dryers in the doorway, and then head to the diner. An escort leads us to the table where our meal awaits us. She sounds young, and I wonder if she is nude, as well. I reach to find out, and she moves toward me at my touch.
“Yes, we are naked, too,” she informs me as if reading my mind. “And, if you would like, I can assist you with your meal.”
“What do you think, Marie?” I ask.
“Sure, sounds interesting,” she replies.
The escort asks Marie if she would like her to service us both, or would she prefer her own escort. Marie replies that she would like her own.
“Male of female?” the escort asks.
“Female, I think. Blonde, over easy” Marie says.
The escort informs Marie that her escort will be with her shortly, and isolates our audio channels. She tells me her name is Chantrice, and leads me over to a divan.
“Lay here” she says, “and I will get your food.”
Shortly after Anton and his escort leave, I am joined by my own escort. Her name is Elaine. She assists me in getting comfortable and soon is lying next to me. As she begins to feed me, I ask her to tell me about herself. She tells me that she has worked for many years as a waitress at a diner for her brother-in-law. On the weekends, she works here, trying to catch up on a lot of missed adventure.
The wisdom and subtlety of a mature woman are welcome. As she feeds me, her fingers gently stroke my hair. Her soothing voice and delicate touch are matronly, and I am feeling very relaxed and cared for. When I begin to get my fill of food, she starts to caress my breasts. I lie there and let her dote over me. Her soft fingers make circles around my areolas, delicately nudging the nipples.
After many minutes of attention to my breasts, she traces her fingers down to my pussy. Very gently, she guides my thighs apart and strokes the outside of my pussy, easing slowly between the lips and spreading the moisture that has formed there as lubricant up and down the entire length. Her finger continues to rub up and down, working further and further in, eventually touching my clit as it passes.
As she passes over my opening, her finger pushes in a bit at a time. My breathing picks up and I am becoming quite aroused. She leans up and places her lips gently on my mouth. Her kisses accentuate what she is doing to my pussy quite nicely. She has soft lips and a delicate tongue. Soon my hips start to rock, begging for her touch. In a very coordinated way, she inserts a couple fingers into my pussy, while massaging my clit with her thumb.
While all this is going on, her little finger starts to smear juices downward toward my anus. As she gets nearer, the anticipation, along with all the other stimulation, is enough to trigger my orgasm. I wrap my arms around her and pull her close as I enjoy my trip through ecstasy. When my tremors settle, she lies back and pulls me to her, cuddling me gently.
Chantrice returns with my food and sits astride me. As she begins to feed me bits of cheese and sausage, she slides her ass along my quickly growing cock. Her hairless pussy becomes well lubricated, and it feels wonderful sliding along the outside of my shaft. On the upstroke, she leans in and pushes a breast into my mouth. As I suck, I can taste chocolate; some type of mousse. Each cycle brings the smooth pleasure along the length of my cock, and ends with a luscious mousse-coated treat.
After some time she asks if I am ready for grapes. She stands, moves upward, pauses, and straddles my face. As I enjoy the sweet taste of her pussy with my tongue, I realize a grape is being expelled from her cunt and offered up to my mouth. I eagerly accept and another is produced. Wait ’til Marie hears about this talent. Chantrice continues to feed me grapes with her pussy, pausing from time to time to reload. I privately enjoy the thought of getting cherries with the next meal.
Once I have had my fill of grapes, Chantrice slides back down and guides my cock into her cunt. When she starts to move up and down, I inform her that I was saving this load for a special ass. She teases that I should have ordered the oysters and continues her motion. Her particularly tight pussy, all shaven and well lubricated, entice me to go on. Before long, I am filling her with the load that I had earmarked for Donna. I feign disappointment, and Chantrice feigns an apology, and giggles. After a cozy respite, she tells me that she will escort me to Marie, who is waiting.
As Marie and I proceed through the roundabout, we pass a room with a techno beat. The harsh sounds intrigue us, so we enter. Once inside, I hear Marie gasp as she is grabbed by several hands and pulled. Hoots, hollers, and other expressions of surprise spew from her as it sounds as if she is being manhandled.
I have been bent over a cushioned bar of some sort at the waist, and am being restrained face down. My legs have been tied at the ankles, with my feet flat on the floor and spread wide. The bar crosses my body at the hips, and another bar tee’s off that and extends up my body between my tits and ends in a cradle at the neck, where a collar has been placed and fastened, leaving me immobile. My arms are pulled behind my back and bound together at the wrist.
Anton and I had played now and then with restraints. Anywhere from simply being tied to the bed, to handcuffs and gags. However, this level of BDSM is something that had only been a fantasy of ours. When we talked about joining Aphrodite, this aspect was intriguing.
Now that I am here, I am scared and excited all at once. I feel utterly vulnerable. Part of me wants to cry and hide, the other is so damned excited I could burst. The only audio I am receiving is the driving beat of the music. I think my heart is attempting to keep pace with it.
With my restraint seemingly complete, I can only lie here and wait. The anticipation is almost unbearable. For long moments, there is no sense of anyone near me. Fear starts to creep in, and I suddenly have an urge to pee.
As Maries is prepared, I lose her audio. A woman with a very commanding voice comes online, directing activity around the apparatus. There seems to be several people acting as her aides. She is very verbose in her instruction, evidently for the benefit of those of us who are “observing.” Her minions are just as descriptive while carrying out her orders. Apparently, Marie cannot hear us.
The suspense is agonizing. My mind darts in many directions wondering what will happen next. Then it hits. A gush of cold water pours down upon my head, making me gasp for air. At the same time, my ass is slapped sharply several times. Hands grab up my wet hair and pull it tightly into a tail high at the back of my head, where it is bound.
As quickly as it had struck, the onslaught stops. I am left to wonder what will come next. After a seemingly long period, I feel a slick, slender probe being inserted slowly into my ass. Reality strikes me as I feel my bowels being filled with warm liquid. I start to panic when I think of the ramifications of a public enema.
During her initiation, I wonder what Marie thinks of all of this. I cannot communicate with her, but I know that if she were uncomfortable, a simple request to Aphrodite would end it all immediately. I decide to proceed under the assumption that this is what she wants.
Holding the vast amount of liquid inside me soon becomes a problem and, as I wonder what I am to do, the device that I am affixed to starts to rise up and tip me backward. Once I reach sitting position, Aphrodite politely tells me that I may “purge” myself. Not in a position to do anything but, I follow her suggestion, also allowing myself to relieve my bladder.
After the device returns me to a prone position, a deluge of water jets hits me from the shoulders on down. The temperature is quite cool, and the force of the spray stings my skin. A particularly heavy volume of water seems to be focused on my ass. I feel like the poster child for “clean as a whistle.” The water stops, and my body is throbbing. Once again, I am left in solitude.
I find myself tensing up in anticipation of another attack. But the next sensation is quite the opposite. I feel a warm thick liquid, probably an oil, being poured over me. Many hands, too many to count, proceed to gently rub the oil over my body. My entire body is massaged sensuously and I am soon to become aroused. Each time a hand touches a breast, which is hanging down invitingly, my arousal increases considerably. The fingers on my backside are deftly working the oil into my ass, deviously touching my assbud with quick gentle passes. The oil eases the sting of the earlier slaps and sprays.
I discretely ask Aphrodite to locate Donna for me, wondering if this is how she got her ass oiled earlier. Donna responds quickly and accepts my invitation to join me.
Soon I feel a pair of hands on my hips and a cock at my pussy. As the hands pull, the cock slides in smoothly. An easy rhythm is established. After several minutes of this, I feel him cum inside me. The cock is withdrawn, quickly replaced by another.
My hair tail is grabbed and pulled up to raise my head. A cock is presented to my lips, so I open my mouth to accept. The man behind the cock is aggressive with his thrusts and I am soon taking his entire length. He continues to fuck my throat, and his cock grows larger and soon spews its charge. As with the action at my backside, the spent cock is replaced with a fresh one.
Hands grab and squeeze my tits. Gently at first, then increasingly harsh. A cord is attached, like a shoestring being tightened around the nipple. It is pulled continuously, as if a weight were dangling from my tits.
Donna arrives and locates me. She informs me that she has, in fact, been the center of attention in this room, but not today. She leads me to the perimeter and describes how to enjoy the other “pleasures” of the room. The floor around the central apparatus is firm and screen-like to let the oil and water pass thru, but is not slippery.
The floor around the perimeter is spongy, and oozes oil as it is stepped on. Every so often, there is a latex-lined “pool” that is very slippery. Donna takes my hand and leads me down to the floor. We embrace, kiss, and begin to roll around in the spongy oil. Soon we are covered with oil.
There is a continuous chain of cocks plunging in and out of me at both ends. After a few, I feel something being inserted into my ass. It is a vibrating butt plug, large enough to allow me to feel the cock rub against it inside of me.
Then I feel someone sit on top of me, as if I were a horse. Not much weight is put on me, but I can feel legs and ass. He grabs my bound hand and wraps my fingers around his cock. As I grip the best I can, he starts to move his hips, fucking my hand. My other hand is directed to his balls, which I fondle.
Each time a spent cock is withdrawn from my cunt I feel abandoned. As of yet, no one has touched my clit. This is becoming a problem. I need stimulation that will allow me a release. But that is not to be. Instead, my pussy is douched, and a new series of cocks is presented.
As a particularly large cock is driving me, the plug is removed. He withdraws his cock and places it at my anus. As he plunges into my ass, my feet and ribs are tickled. I wriggle and jerk uncontrollably, which evidently produces the desired effect, because he soon fills my ass with cum. The tickling subsides and he pulls out. As soon as another cock invades my ass, the tickling resumes. I start to feel like a carnival ride.
Rubbing against Donna, my cock grows quickly. Legs and arms wrap around each other’s slick bodies as we try to maintain a grip. She grinds her crotch sensuously into my thigh. I maneuver into position behind her, lining up for the much-awaited ass fucking. My arms wrap around her chest to enjoy her large breasts. The sponge-like surface allows me to lie on top of her, propped up on my elbows, and still play with her tits.
As my cock starts to probe at her ass, I can sense how difficult this could be. She is so slippery that I keep sliding up or down her crack. After a few attempts, she reaches back and offers assistance, placing the head against her assbud. I nudge in gently at first, trying to savor the moment. It only takes a couple probes to pop the head past her sphincter. I pull out and pop back in a couple times, enjoying the sensation each time.
After some time I start to push a little farther in on each plunge. Eventually I am in her ass up to my balls. Thinking I wish I could do this for hours, I pace myself, relishing every stroke. Judging by her rapid breathing, I assume she is using her hands on herself. Eventually she breaks me from my self-indulgence and asks me to roll her over. I oblige.
This new position allows me better access to her tits, which I take full advantage of, but limits my ability to slide in and out of her ass. Just as I think about rolling her back over, I feel someone between my legs. A man is positioning himself to fuck her cunt while I am in her ass. The sensation of our cocks in her at the same time is wonderful, and her squeals and screams indicate that she agrees. She quickly erupts into an orgasm.
I tell them both that I would like to roll this party over and finish my ass fantasy on top. They both agree, and, with some difficulty, we manage to upend the pile, eventually maneuvering so that Donna is straddling the man on the bottom, and I am on my feet, leaning in to slam at her ass. With my hands on her hips, I balance my self as best I can. She juts her ass upward for better access. After a few deep thrusts in, I’m finally ready, and I fill her ass with my jism.
After we peel apart, I tell Donna that I know just where to put this next. We laugh at the thought of revealing to Marie afterward that she cleaned Donna’s ass from my dick. I take up position at Marie’s head, and Donna heads for the other end.
At last, I feel stimulation on my clit. Judging by the soft touch, I guess it is a woman. Within moments, I reach a shuddering orgasm. After a brief pause, the fingers resume, and I am quickly brought to climax again. This time, she continues without pausing. It is almost painful, yet somehow she manages to bring me to the brink again.
As my arousal escalates, it appears that the events are being turned to my favor, and for my pleasure. The butt plug is replaced, the tickling ceases, and a good old-fashioned fucking is being administered to my pussy. Attentive fingers continue their ministrations to my clit. The rider on my back is gone, and a flaccid cock is placed gently in my mouth. When the binds are removed from my nipples, a gentle massage applies some type of soothing ointment. Enough pressure is maintained to provide good stimulation.
Once I reach my final orgasm, all of the external stimulation is withdrawn. After I catch my breath and start to relax, hot, soapy water is poured gently over my body. Soft, strong hands release my restraints, lift me from the apparatus, and carry me to the water room. After a thorough cleansing, I am led to a room, placed on a soft bed and covered with a duvet. Exhaustion combines with comfort to lure me into slumber.