You know you are chattering nervously on the way to the club. Your girlfriend sits in the back seat, giggling at you. He just smiles. It takes all you have, not to back out, to say you are not ready. But you want this, have had fantasy after fantasy about it..came to it with them. And tonight..its yours..
You get there, and greet all your friends. You look about, checking out the people in attendance, wondering who they will pick for you. You know if you ask them about it, they will just tell you to hush. You let your gaze linger on a few that you find attractive, hoping they will notice. As the night wears on, you find yourself soaking wet, waiting. You kiss her, running your hands through her hair. She pushes you back against the couch, and pulls down your top, roughly, exposing your breasts. She takes a nipple into her mouth, and rolls her tongue around it, making you moan. He sits down beside you, and starts licking the other one. They tease you, gathering a group of admirers, until you beg them to take you into a room and fuck you. The look at each other, mouths still playing with your nipples,a nd you see something pass between them. You can't help but shiver, knowing its time. The both sit up, and take your hands, standing you up. Your nipples are hard and pink, from where they were sucking on them, but they won't release your hands to allow you to redress yourself.
They lead you into the mirror room. You see the look of lust, and fear on your face, reflected a dozen times. And you see the black leather sex swing hanging there. Your knees almost buckle, looking at it, knowing whats in store. They start to undress you, kissing your skin as they go. Their hands work fast, and in a heart beat you stand naked. She leads you to the swing, and guides you into it. Your ass is supported by leather, and your ankles slip into the stirrups. You lean back and look at him, standing at your head. He is watching your face, and you know this is your last out. You smile at him, and he slips the blindfold over your eyes.
As soon as your sight is taken away from you, it begins. You feel her hot breath on your thighs, kissing her way inward. His hands start to slide along your shoulders, then over your breasts. You gasp as he pinches your nipples, then cry out as her tongue enters your pussy. You can hear other people in the room, but its fuzzy, as waves of pleasure flow over you. Her tongue knows you well, first slipping inside you, then lapping at your clit, as two of her fingers fill you up.
You lose track of time as the tease you, never quite letting you cum, but getting you close enough that your pussy aches. Abruptly they are gone, and you are hanging there, hands gripping the leather and chain lines that attach the swing to the ceiling. Then, hands are running up and down your thighs, unfamiliar hands. Your heart leaps, and you whimper. The hands slide up further, and start to explore your pussy. You pull at the straps and moan as the fingers slip inside of you. You hear a deep voice comment about how wet you are. The fingers stroke you, making your back arch off the leather that supports you. You hear the rip of foil, and seconds later a hard cock, wrapped in latex presses against your pussy. He grabs the straps and pulls you onto his cock, and as wet as you are he slides in easily.
You cum almost instantly, your muscles rippling in waves. Your moans and cries fill your ears, and it takes you a moment to get your senses back. The man inside you is shorter than your lover, but thick. He is rough, fucking you hard, using the straps to pull you on and off is cock. You hear the leather creak, and the spring rattles as he bounces you back and forth. He his leaning over you, his chest brushing your nipples, slamming his cock into you. He stiffens, moans, and you feel him shoot into the condom. He slowly slides out of you, and you hang there, gasping in pleasure, and within seconds another set of hands are spreading your thighs.