his cock towards Becky’s opened mouth. His dick hovered teasingly close to her mouth, not allowing her to taste him yet. She lurched forward in her restraints and reached her tongue out. A deep moan echoed under his mask as her tongue lightly grazed the crown of his cock.
A jolt of electricity shook my leg as Lucy twirled a wet finger around my sensitive clit before sliding down my folds and entering my opening with a forceful push. I didn’t care that she was a complete stranger. I didn’t care that I didn’t know her. All I cared about was the uncontrollable lust coursing through my veins.
Most of the audience had become wrapped up in their own sexual encounters and paid little attention to the stage. I had attended my share of wild hormone fueled parties in college, but nothing that could compare to this. A woman to my right forcefully bobbed her head up and down on a man’s dick. On the other side of the stage I watched a man press his face into a woman’s wet slit, her nails scraped against the black leather couch as his tongue flicked up and down.
Lucy let her other hand slid up the side of my ribs and into the top opening of my dress, her fingers rolling over my budding nipple.
I forgot about everyone else and became wrapped around her fingers. She teased me, I wanted more yet this wasn’t like getting finger fucked by my high school girlfriend in the backseat of his car.
This was erotic, each movement of her fingers perfectly calculated to elevate my heart rate and feeling of pleasure. I wanted to give into my animalistic desires, bend over, and present her with my pussy.
I didn’t normally have thoughts like this, but I couldn’t control them. The sexually charged atmosphere had completely taken over my better judgments.
And I didn’t care.
I reached behind and clutched at her leg as her fingers danced around my clit. Even with the music, I knew the people around us could hear my whimpered moans.
She held me close as I smelt a hint of her perfume, a scent with a flowery blend. I loved it. It wasn’t like the cheap perfume the girls my age doused all over themselves. Her kisses found their way to my ear, teasingly biting at me. The feeling and sound of her hot breath sent chills up the back of my neck.
All of sudden she thrust two fingers deep inside me, almost too far. The suddenness surprised me. It was overwhelming and the orgasm that was growing inside me teetered on the edge of an explosion. I would’ve fallen to my knees if she hadn’t been holding me upright, pressing my waist against her.
I looked back at her and smiled as she shot a warm smile back. She made me feel comfortable even though we were in one heck of a crazy situation. She seemed so normal, why was she here?
“Are you ready for more?” She asked as her warm smile turned devilish.
“Yes,” I said softly. I knew I shouldn’t have been there. I shouldn’t have let her touch me, but I didn’t want anything else.
I wanted her to take me—“some place more private?”
“Certainly.” She said with a wink as she grabbed my hand and headed towards the door.
I was thinking back to her place, where I could get away from this unreal environment and digest what I had just seen before she fucked my brains out. Instead, she led me to a room across the hallway. I turned to say something to her, but she had that warm, friendly smile. I don’t know why I didn’t say take me home, but I didn’t.
She led me through the empty room, to the stage with an identical bench in the middle of it. My heart thundered in my chest, this bench was waiting for me. The pounding in my chest grew harder and harder the closer we got to it.
I wanted to turn and run away, but my feet carried me forward despite the screaming voice inside my head. Lucy led me to the edge of the bench. I looked down at the red velvety cushion and imagined it would feel good against my naked