I'll Have The Usual - Sex Stories

I'll Have The Usual

... ride, Simone," one wiseguy explained as he showed me the back of the van; made up with a mattress and plush blankets.

Of course I got to know Keith, John and Michael, quite intimately as one would drive the van, while the other two entertained themselves with my body. It was a two hour drive, but it felt like 30 minutes, as they drove into me, eliciting moans and murmurs, thanks to their eager tongues and lips and fingers. They prudently stayed away from my bum, but my pussy was certainly sparking by the time we got to the love shack.

"Why don't you freshen up, Simone," Keith suggested, when we finally arrived. "Washrooms on the right."

It felt strange to walk around naked, but the nature of this party made it ridiculous for me to get dressed, only to be stripped in ten minutes. Everyone would know who I was and why I was there. I stepped onto the wrap around porch and continued into the cabin. There were two toilets, one marked 'Men' and the other had a piece of tape on which someone had written, 'unisex'. Right away I felt rebellious, so I walked into the men's room.

"She sucks cock in real life, just like in the porno movies." Michael was explaining to another fellow as they drained their bladders. "No condom, either. She just sucked it all back!"

They both chuckled at my sluttiness.

I stepped up behind Michael and pressed my naked body into his back side. One hand went around his waist to hug him, but the other went for his cock, which was busy with its ...

... secondary function.

"Let me give you a hand, lover." I whispered, but the other guy heard me too.

I slid my hand under his hand and liberated his penis. Now, I could actually feel the pressure of the urine as it pumped into the wall commode.

"I was told that it wouldn't plump up if the guy is peeing," I remarked.

The cock quickly cut off the flow, as if to prove my point.

"Oh, god! I came four times in the last two hours, Simone! If you make me blast again so soon, it's going to hurt!" Michael cried, like a sniveling kid.

My thought was that he should have taken it like a man but... I left him with his semi-hard cock, and went looking for more energetic types.

"Oh, sorry Palo, I didn't tell you what the contract was for!" I interrupted my self reflection to explain the back story.

"They were a Motorcycle Club, having a bachelor party, and they didn't want to use their own sluts, so they had to pay a thousand for every male, even if they came late to the cabin."

During the ride out there, I had lots of time to use my phone to confirm that I had been paid, and to update my security people that the 'contract' was initiated a bit early, but all was fine.

"Where is the Groom," I announced as I proudly stepped out on the large back deck.

I saw the club president working the grill. The sausages were being flipped by the guy who had set the terms of my recent job: One thousand a head, but the girls are free. Twelve k was guaranteed, so it seemed like ...