A month after my live-in girlfriend left me for a job in the United States, I was feeling sex starved and extremely horny. Tired of jacking off and watching porn every night, I decided to hang out in a few bars and try to pick up a slut for a one-night stand. My bachelor pad was a complete mess and I couldn't be bothered to tidy up so I was happy to pay for a hotel room if necessary.
The first bar I had a drink in seemed to be full of single guys, many of them gay, so I decided to move on. The second bar looked a lot more promising. Besides the usual hardened drinkers propping up the bar there were groups of loud, giggling girls having a good time and getting tipsy. Many of them were scantily dressed in crop tops and miniskirts and looked good prospects for a good one-night stand and fuck. When I'm this horny I'm not particularly choosy about the face but I do like a tight body with big, firm tits and a bubble butt.
As soon as I'd ordered a beer and settled in to scan the bar for a busty slut to home in on, I got lucky immediately. A girl who was there with her two mates kept giving me the eye and nudging and giggling with her slutty friends. I shot her a few cheeky grins and stared at her chest which was adorned with tasty looking tits barely concealed behind a very low-cut and very tight top. Her miniskirt occasionally rode up revealing suspenders holding up her sheer black nylon stockings. Suspenders and big boobs are some of my kinks so I didn't know where to look. After exchanging a few not so furtive glances, she sidled up to the bar and introduced herself as Mandy.
Being a gentleman, sic, I offered to buy her drink and she asked for a 'sex on the beach'. Taking this as a very good sign I moved closer and stared openly at her tits, which I estimated to be at least 34DDs. I could clearly see her nipples through the thin material and I must say they looked very tasty. Her face wasn't half bad in fact, all in all, she was quite a stunner. She had a tight body and seemed very confident. I thought "This is just what I'm looking for." And was very hopeful that, if I played my cards right, I would get the good fuck that I so sorely needed. My cock was hopeful too and I could feel it stiffening in my pants. Mandy noticed it too and, when she moved in closer and surreptitiously stroked it through the material of my pants, I knew that I had scored. We chatted for a while then I said: "It's hot in here, shall we go outside and get some air?"
She turned to her mates and gave them a cheeky wink then she took my hand and led me outside. We slipped into a dark alleyway next to the bar and made out. Our hands were all over each other. As I slipped down her tight strapless top to reveal her superb tits, she undid my belt and stuck her hand down the front of my pants. We groped each other getting more and more horny until she stuck her tongue in my ear and whispered: "I live just around the corner. Let's go back to my place."
I didn't need asking twice. This chick was HOT! This was just what I needed and it wasn't going to cost me the price of a hotel room. She unlocked a door on the street and we climbed the stairs to her apartment which was over a shop front. We collapsed onto a couch in the lounge room and continued where we left off in the alleyway. My cock was straining in my pants as she stroked it and I was getting more and more impatient to get into bed for a good solid fucking session. She seemed in no hurry though. She broke off the cock stroking and stood up. Wondering what would happen next, I watched in total awe as she put on some music and began to strip. This girl really knew what she was doing. She danced very smoothly and gracefully as she teased me with her slow striptease routine. It slowly dawned on me that she must be a professional stripper. I settled back on the couch as she revealed her body to me in an agonizingly slow and teasing routine. Once she had removed her top, she moved in to give me a better look at her gorgeous tits. They were naturally firm and round and sat high on her chest with no sign of any drooping. Her pert firm nipples were surrounded by pink puffy areolae that were just inviting me to suck. She moved in and straddled my leg with her thighs sliding her finger up and down her pussy to get us both aroused. She thrust her tits in my face and I suckled her nipples, taking each breast in turn in both hands. I couldn't get enough of her superb huge mammaries and she called me a greedy boy as I sucked hungrily on each nipple nipping and sucking and rotating my tongue around the hard, little nubs. She moaned and mewed and I could tell that she was as turned on as I was. As she moved away from me, I felt a pang disappointment which soon faded as she continued her slow strip routine. She shimmied out of the tight skirt revealing a black lace suspender belt holding up her sheer black nylons. She moved in close and indicated that I should unclip the suspenders. She looked me in the eye as she slowly and provocatively rolled down each stocking and tossed it over my shoulder. Standing before me in only her black lace panties she ran her hands up her sides to cup her heavy breasts to stick out her tongue in an attempt to lick each nipple in turn. Seeing that this was having the desired effect on me she moved in to shuck off my shirt. She ran her fingers over my chest tracing out my pecs and six-pack. I work out regularly to keep in shape and she was obviously appreciative. Her questing fingers found my sensitive nipples and the rubbing and pinching had an immediate effect on my already hard cock. To help out she unzipped my pants and stripped off my pants and underwear in one impatient movement. My rampant cock sprang out, released from the confines of my tight pants.
"Oh, you're a very big boy!" She gasped admiring the size and thickness of my rampant member. "I think we're going to have some fun." At that moment I had no idea what she had in mind, but I was up for anything. She stood up again and, as she turned around, I saw that her lace panties were in fact a tiny G-string at the back. At the centre of the narrow waist band there was a small triangle of black lace which descended as a string between her beautiful rounded arse cheeks. With her back to me she wriggled the waist band down to make it sit below her butt cheeks. Then she turned around to show me the front. I stared as she slowly moved the front lace down to reveal a narrow landing strip of pubic hair. Her lower section was still framed by the black suspender belt which she now unclipped and removed. She turned again and I was transfixed as she peeled down the tiny G-string. With her legs slightly apart, as the string rolled down between her cheeks, she bent forward and the string peeled down to reveal, first the tiny rosebud of her anus and then her full, puffy pussy lips. My dick was already dribbling pre-cum at the sight of this wanton display. When she turned back to me, she covered her vulva with one hand then slid a finger between the lips which I could see were dripping wet. For a few moments she teased me, then she moved in and grasped my throbbing cock with both hands. She saw my dribbling pre-cum and collected some on the end of her finger before delicately inserting it inside my foreskin to lubricate my swollen helmet. Job done, she grasped John Thomas in both hands and teased him slowly by moving her hands up and down pulling the foreskin back and forward repeatedly revealing and hiding the purple swollen head. I was in heaven and groaned as she continued her skillful manipulation of my throbbing organ.
Just then her phone rang and she excused herself for a moment as she had a very brief conversation in a language that I didn't understand. This done, she returned to me and, kneeling down before me she took my cock and aimed it at the vivid lipstick coated 'O' of her lips. As the big helmet slipped past her lips, I arched my back to move it forward but she continued the tease as she moved back too. She ran her tongue around the rim of my sensitive corona tantalizingly slowly. She stopped at the ultra-sensitive frenulum which she lapped and tormented with the pointy end of her talented tongue.
Just then I heard the door open and the two slutty friends from the bar came into the room. Mandy didn't seem at all fazed and I suddenly realized the purpose of the phone call. The girls took in the scene before them, their eyes lingering hungrily on my rampant cock and my toned body. One of them remarked: "Well what have we here? Mandy, you've done very well."
At this point I realized that this was a set up. Not that I was complaining. In my present horny state things were looking better and better. A trio of sexy sluts was even better than a single one and it really looked as though we would have some fun. The girls obviously thought so too. Mandy went off into the kitchen to "fix some drinks". The other two quickly slipped out of their clothes and, without a word completely naked, took over where Mandy had left off. One of them teased and sucked my cock, while the other one ran her hands appreciatively over my hard, muscled body. As she moved in to give me a smouldering kiss she pinched and teased my erect nipples with her fingers. Soon both of them were busy between my legs, sucking my balls and running their tongues up each side of my shaft.
Mandy returned with the drinks and announced "OK guys, let's take a little time out while we drink and get to know each other." At this, the girls quickly sculled down their drinks and I was treated to an enchanting display as the girls fondled each other's tits and went down on each other, eating out their shaved pussies and licking their clits. I found this highly arousing, but as I reached the end of my drink, I began to feel a little drowsy and my eyelids began to droop. I couldn't understand why I was feeling this way when I was in the sexiest and most arousing situation of my whole life. But before I fell asleep, I realized that I had been drugged. I was angry and tried to stand but I was powerless. The last thing I heard was the girls laughing and giggling.
When I woke, I was still feeling drowsy. I shook my head to try to shake off the feeling but I found that my head was firmly clamped in some kind of device. I tried to move to get away from this situation. My efforts were useless though, as my whole body was held in a frame. My wrists and ankles were cuffed and attached to the frame by short chains. As I emerged from my stupor, I realized that I was also restrained by a belt around my waist that was also attached to the frame. I felt trapped and vulnerable as I was still naked and I struggled to escape.
