Cindy's First Bukkake Gang Bang Party Part 2 - Sex Stories

Cindy's First Bukkake Gang Bang Party Part 2

We walked to a nearby parking area. John used a remote to wake up his Cadillac Escalade. I saw the lights flash and heard the beeps, signaling where we were going. At the SUV, Jack embraced me, then asked, "Get in the back seat with me, OK?" Jack and I entered the back, John got in the driver's position. As the big vehicle left the parking lot, Jack pulled me to him, we began kissing. We entwined tongues as I pressed my breasts against his wide chest. His hands explored me, I couldn't help but grasp the erection in his pants, making appreciative noises about its size. "We'll be there in five," John said, but our back seat action just got more passionate. The big Escalade gave us plenty of room. I was unzipping Jack's pants to get his cock out. His hands were up under my top fondling me, then in my crotch where his fingers checked my wetness again. I got his dick in my hand. I was bending over to suck him, eager to lick the pre-cum from his rod. We were both making the sounds of lovers going at it, breathless panting, deep moaning, happy to be together in this way. But time ran out. John announced, "Here we are, love birds." I looked out the window, but couldn't make out where we were. There was some kind of nondescript commercial building in a block of similar structures. I gave Jack's cock a quick lick and kiss, all we had time for, put myself together, and got out, followed by Jack who was re-fastening his pants. John commented, "Cindy, you don't waste any time, do you?" ...

... I just smiled. Both guys put their arms around me again, as we walked toward one of the doors, illuminated by a dirty, dim bulb. The paint was peeling, the only sign said, "Private Property / Propiedad Privada." There was an oily smell. "What's this place?" I asked with a dismissive tone. "Don't judge a book by its cover," John answered as he pressed a button. We heard ringing deep inside. Shortly the door opened, partially. Another man peered out at us, recognized John and Jack, motioned us in. "How's our timing, James?" John asked. James filled us in, "Most of the members are here, expecting you any time." "Members?" I asked again, "What is this place?" John said, "You'll see soon enough. Come on." I was escorted down a long, carpeted hall, still with minimal light. I could hear crowd sounds now, like a vibrant cocktail party. We came to double frosted glass doors, James opened one side and motioned us in. A different world, the large room was like a luxury suite in Las Vegas. Everything in the well decorated space was big, stylish, comfortable. There were couches and large, soft chairs. A bed had its head on one wall. There was a bar area, and an arc of seating facing a large flatscreen media center. Lighting and accessories were perfect for the purpose. People had glasses and beer bottles, trays of snacks were available on the tables. John, Jack and I were offered food and drinks. People saw us enter, came up to us for introductions, everyone very friendly. I noticed a ...