My slave becomes a public fuck slut on night of the sperm vampires while my boyfriend and me share some barely legal twins - Sex Stories

My slave becomes a public fuck slut on night of the sperm vampires while my boyfriend and me share some barely legal twins

During the years I've known Martina, we've shared many of our hottest, darkest and most secret fantasies, and so I wasn't particularly surprised when she started talking about wanting to try an orgy. Now, she didn't exactly call it that, her idea was more along the line of "getting used as a public fuck slut by anyone for anything", so I think "orgy" fits it quite well. I don't think there is a woman who does not dream about getting fucked by a horde of anonymous, strange men who would use and abuse her in any way possible, so it didn't take me long to find an opportunity to make her dream come true. Because our local bordello would organize little orgy nights once a month or so, where all the girls and guys with gangbang fantasies would come together for a night of free-for-all fucking. And to make things a little more interesting, these events were typically themed, and so when she found an opportunity to come down and live out her fantasy, the theme was labeled "night of the sperm vampires". Since I didn't care so much about random guys fucking me, I asked my boyfriend Triss to accompany us. Him and Martina had already bonded intimately, so she was comfortable having him around, and he didn't seem too adverse. Only the topic put him off slightly, since he "wasn't gonna do that Twilight shit," as he put it. I asked him what he thought a vampire should look like, and he showed up in his long, old, ragged leather coat and some impossible wide-brimmed musketeer hat he got ...

... from god-knows-where. Martina didn't have any costume at hand, so we went through my wardrobe to find something fitting for her. Never one for skirts, she put on a bordeaux coloured silk blouse that she couldn't close over her impressive breasts and a pair of leather pants, that were slightly too large for her, and a copious amount of black lipstick, mascara and eyeliner. I braided her dark brunette hair down her back but left a few strands on her sides, framing her face. Myself, I wore a tight corset my friend Stefania had given me once, along with fishnet stockings and the shortest, skimpiest leather skirt I could find, cutting little slits into it to make it even more revealing while it was already barely covering my buttocks. I put on makeup as well, using deep reds for my lips and eyeshadow and purples for eyeliner and squiggly lines around my eyes. For a vampire I looked entirely too playful, but it felt just too cool. When we arrived, the party had already started. The bordello collected a small entrance fee, but made most of the money off drinks and of course all the prostitutes hoped that some of the guys were into a little one-on-one time. The bar area was decorated with black and red drapes, and the Sisters of Mercy were playing on the audio system to some moody lighting. We had barely entered when Martina already went off into the crowd while me and Triss steered towards a half-round sofa in the corner. The room was packed with people, as usual more guys than girls, ...