Former Playboy Playmates Part 7: Alyssa’s Journey - Sex Stories

Former Playboy Playmates Part 7: Alyssa’s Journey

... Fernanda orchestrated everything. She put Crystal, Sandee, herself, and me in one group and we were all Ronnie’s date. I thought it was amusing, but again, went with it. We had dinner in a club first. We had a huge booth to ourselves. Some of the women were underneath the table sucking cock while we ate and chat – Fernanda being one of those women. I sat there, smiling, taking it all in, thinking of the idea I had earlier. Ronnie was the most entertaining and charismatic. He’d make jokes, flirt, and compliment us. The fact he smelled intoxicatingly good was an added bonus. “Mmm, mmm, mmm,” Ronnie said leading me to the dance floor after Sandee and Crystal encouraged me to dance. “So, Alyssa, I think you know where tonight is headed, right?” Ronnie said, pulling me into a dance by my waist. “Yeah,” I blushed, looking away. “Yeah. You and I are probably going to get it on,” Ronnie said, pretending to be sad about it. “You’re so gorgeous, I probably won’t last a minute,” he joked on himself. I couldn’t help by laugh, memories of Owen briefly entering my head. “I’ll do my best though!” He said, again making it seem like he would need to pep talk himself. I went first. The three black men and their four dates each took a bedroom. I rode and came all over Ronnie’s big cock for thirty minutes straight, before it was another girls’ turn. “You were amazing, Alyssa,” He said, kissing my lips, before I slid off his still erect cock. “A beautiful woman.” “Ok who’s next up for the most ...

... amazing 30 seconds of your life?” Ronnie again, poked fun at himself. He went all night, never cumming until morning. All three of the men did the same. We traded guys too. The four of us would go to another bedroom, another man, and do the same there. Tony was next and was good as always. Rodney was last on our group’s stop. Rodney was different than his older brother. He wasn’t as silly or outgoing. He didn’t talk as much. But when he fucked me, it was more intense. I saw something in his eyes that night more than just desire. I saw something like ownership. He wanted me to be his. I didn’t quite know what to think of it. Later on, Sandee and Crystal both said they never experienced that with Rodney. Just before dawn, all 12 of us were lined up, on our knees, naked, mouths open, awaiting our present. Ronnie and Tony jacked their cocks off, walking back and forth on the line, spraying cum on the women’s face. But Rodney didn’t. Instead he stayed right in front of me the entire time, spewing his load all over my face alone. He looked into my eyes, while he jacked that big black cock of his, unloading his balls on me. I lapped up his cum, wiped my face, licking my hands clean. Rodney picked me up, threw me on his bed, climbed on top, and sucked my tits as hard as he could. He was hard again several moments later, then he fucked me. It was so very hard, so very intense, and so very orgasmic. At that moment, I was getting the best cock I ever had. ******* “Ah, so it was this ...