Tru Potential - Sex Stories

Tru Potential

... this massive orgasm that she just couldn't avoid having. Her legs spread apart on their own, and she found herself reaching down and trying to rub her swollen pussy through the soft green material of the shorts and the supple leather of the chastity belt. Her other hand cupped one soft, heavy breast, lifting it up towards her chin and her long fingers fluttered against the material above her tortured nipple, making it even harder which she didn't think was possible.

She tried not to moan, but she heard commotion around her as she realized she was not the only one - every single woman in the row of chairs was going through their own personal experience, whether it was vibrating pussies, asses or heated nipples or whatever else had been chosen for them. Jess had leaned all the way forward, forcing her ass into the air as she placed both hands on the floor in front of her to steady herself as she moaned loudly. Neytiri squealed suddenly and slithered out of the chair to lie on the floor, one hand pushed inside her tunic as her orgasm bloomed inside her. It looked like she had forgotten how to breathe. The bunny was actually bouncing in her chair ("the bunny hop", Angie thought distractedly) and she heard ragged breathing next to her and turned her head just in time to see that the tall Nurse hadn't moved - not an inch - but there was a sudden exhalation of breath through her mask and a watery splash with a deep moan as the tall woman had an intense orgasm and squirted, ...

... splashing her juices all over the padded chair, her lower legs and the floor beneath her. Watching that happen sent Angie over the edge, and she pinched her own nipple tight against the metal disc as her own intense orgasm came to a blinding crescendo, her own juices spilling out and puddling under her ass cheeks, soaking her shorts. Her vision started to blacken around the edges, and she realized she was about to pass out. The pressure in her pussy subsided slowly as the thrusting slowed to a stop and her vision cleared. Neytiri made her way back to her chair shakily, as Jess pushed herself back to her upright position like an airplane tray table.

Lots of ragged breathing. Lots of flushed faces. The Nurse even moved, standing up to move to one of the empty chairs and sit back down in a dry seat. The clock on the wall said 12:10 and the lights dimmed a bit, making everyone take notice and pay attention to the front of the room where the table was, still unoccupied but obviously the focal point of the afternoon.

A door in the back of the room opened, and men and women started filing out into the room to line up across from the cosplayers. Ten people, all dressed in regular clothes, moved to stand directly in front of each costumed woman, including the man who now stood opposite from Angie. Her jaw dropped. Her eyes got wide and her breath seemed to stop in her chest. How? Why? What? Her mind spun and the image of her opening her hotel room door clarified in her mind's eye, and ...