The Guessing Game - Part II - Sex Stories

The Guessing Game - Part II

Kayla hastily tried to rearrange her clothes and comb her fingers through her hair to tame the “just fucked” tangle. Someone released her feet from their buckles and she brought her legs back together, realizing for the first time how stiff she had become. “Can I take off this blindfold yet?” Kayla asked. “Just hold on a minute,” Melina ordered. Kayla heard the jingle of a belt buckle and the zip of a zipper, and then the slam of the limo door as someone exited the vehicle. “ Now you can take off your blindfold.” Kayla pulled the cloth away from her face and examined her surroundings for the first time. It looked like a normal limo, aside from several buckles fixed to the floor and seats that resembled the ones used to restrain her own feet. Melina and Daphne were seated across from her, looking immaculate once more in their dresses and heels. Kayla shyly met the eyes of her friends and blushed, but they only grinned. “We knew you would never agree if we told you what our plans were,” Daphne said sheepishly. “And there is still more to our plan,” Melina added with a wink. “Now let’s get out of this limo and have some fun ladies!” She whooped and threw the door open, stepping out onto the pavement. The other two girls followed, Kayla on legs that still trembled slightly beneath her. The girls walked arm-in-arm toward the entrance of an expensive looking club. With a wink from Melina, the bouncer nodded and held the door open for the girls, allowing the lively beat of music ...

... to spill out onto the pavement. With excitement dancing in her eyes, Melina led them inside and straight into the press of bodies on the dancefloor. The girls danced and ground against each other, gaining attention and admiration from all of the guys around them. Just when Kayla felt the night was starting to heat up again, a tall stranger came up behind Melina and tapped her on the shoulder. When she saw him, her eyes lit up again, this time with a more feral sort of excitement. “Follow me,” she mouthed at the other two girls, and then started to weave through the dancefloor after the stranger. They were led off the dancefloor, through the people mingling around the bar, and into a small, dimly lit room. The door was closed behind him, muffling the sounds from the room beyond. They were alone except for three men who stood in a line along the back of the room, hands clasped behind their backs. Kayla raised an eyebrow at Melina. The other girl took a moment to allow her eyes to travel across the sleek physique of each of the men in the room before turning back to answer her friend’s unasked question. “In this room you will have your second main form of entertainment for the evening. These men are Lucas, Scott and Ian.” She indicated each of the three men in turn. Each flashed Kayla with a brilliant smile that made her cheeks flash pink again. “Consider this part of the evening to be a sort of challenge,” Melina continued. “One of these men was the one that was riding the limo ...