"A clamour of "me, me, me" erupted from other cubicles.
Cathy or should I say Titania moved along the line of cocks 'magically' tapping each one with her wand. She didn't show me any preference and treated me the same as all the others. There were cocks of all sizes, large and small, thick and thin, White, black and brown. I think Cathy had been hoping to see the monster black cock of last time but at least there were two cocks of about eight inches, one white and one black.
She held the wand alongside the largest white cock. "Getting closer." She said. "Let's see if we can improve on that," and began to slide her claw up and down the shaft, gripping lightly at first gradually increasing the pressure until she was obviously gripping with all her might, louder and louder groans coming from behind the glass. She let go of the shaft and encircled his glans from the end, with her sharp red fingernails, and pressing gently into the flesh while turning a quarter circle, first one way then the other. The man was groaning and shouting loudly clearly on the verge of cumming. "Not yet my pretty" she said as she let go, moving on.
She stopped at my cubicle, tapping gently with the dildo wand. "This cock isn't nearly hard enough. Don't you think I am sexy enough for you?" as she then began to run her red painted clawed forefinger talon along the underside. The sensation was exquisite and I groaned involuntarily.
She leaned in close to my cock and sensuously flicked out her tongue almost contacting my bulbous knob end. Her warm breath sensuous and thrilling, I could feel the pressure rising.
Extending her tongue to an extraordinary length (an impressive talent of hers) still within licking distance, she slowly retracted her tongue to say "Perhaps I should lick it into shape."
"Oh, yes please." I groaned.
"If I do that everyone will expect me to do the same."
She caught me by surprise by touching the tip of her tongue to the end of my cock, eliciting a startled yelp from, me together with a murmur of anticipation from everyone else.
Moving further around the arena of patrons, she pulled the bottom part of the dildo wand away leaving a tubular dildo of around nine inches long, which she promptly slipped over a modest cock of about 5 inches long.
"Now that's what I call a cock!
She grabbed it near the base, out came her long tongue again, sliding along the underside of the dildo until the head entered her open mouth. She vigorously began to plunge her head back and forward onto the dildo. After a few strokes she pulled back from the dildo and to my surprise ejaculated a stream of white sperm looking liquid on her face. It was very realistic but realized it must be fake. I was puzzled how she did this and resolved to ask her later.
"Oh" she exclaimed, stepping away from his cubicle still holding her dildo, before going from cubicle to cubicle showing the sticky sperm dripping down her face and hanging in dribbles from her nose and chin. "Would anyone else like to do this to me?" A clamour from the audience followed, all wanting to do the same. "I think my dress is ruined; I shall have to take it off." Backing up to one of the cubicles and leaning against the incumbent cock she ordered, "Unzip my dress!" There was some small movement behind her but not unzipping her. He was busily rubbing his cock up and down her back between her shoulder blades. She turned and faced him and gripped his cock, wanking him hard and quick for 10 or 12 strokes, before sliding the dildo over his cock and repeating the blow job act. Again, the fake cock squirted a stream of white cum all over her cleavage and dress. She walked from cubicle to cubicle rubbing her sperm covered cleavage against each cock, including mine.
Stopping at another cubicle with her back to the hole, she again ordered "Unzip me." A hand came through the hole and unzipped her dress or rather just held the zip whilst she stood up slowly and completed the unzipping action. "You may rub your cock against my bare skin." He did for a while until it was evident from the noises he made that he was about to shoot his load, and she stood and walked away turning towards the audience. She slowly peeled the clinging dress away first from one shoulder then the other, revealing more cleavage and the edges of a flimsy bra. Noises of encouragement uttered from many cubicles as she continued to peel the dress slowly down her body. She stopped when the dress was at her hips and pretended it was stuck. "Oh dear, it appears I won't be able to remove my dress completely!" This elicited howls of anguish, together with some very lewd comments. "Perhaps if I jiggled a little." She began to hop up and down causing her boobs to swing up and down and looking very likely to burst free of her flimsy bra. "Will someone help me?"
A chorus of "Me. Me, Me!" rang around the arena.
She backed up to an opening, and placing a stool there to raise her arse to the same height, a hand immediately extended, pulling at her dress, and copping a feel at the same time but dropping her dress which slid to her ankles, revealing her slender exquisite legs.
"Thank you kind sir, how can I pay your kindness?"
I didn't hear clearly what his reply was but his cock now protruding through the gap showing his fingers at the base left no uncertainty of what he wanted.
While still standing on the stool, she bent low and positioned her arse directly over where his cock was protruding hiding it from everyone's view. She lurched and jerked up and gasped loudly, leaving no doubt on what this action meant. Had she left him stick it in? I had no idea until I saw his cock pressed into the top edge of the hole by her arse. The thought of a stranger putting his dick into my girlfriend's arse or pussy turned me on enormously. My cock was almost bursting.
Stepping down from the stool she turned to look at the man's cock. "Poor darling." Grasping his cock she started to slowly slide her hand up and down the length her face inches away from the bulbous end. "I think you would like to come on my face wouldn't you?" Judging by the noises he was making; he was just about to. Cathy wanked him vigorously and pointing his cock at a steeper angle, he spurted a thick stream of cum high into her bouffant style black wig where it lay in ropes, highly visible white on black.
"I have a surprise gentlemen, I am going to throw a pair of dice and whoever's number is thrown will win a tit fuck!"
I presumed she would engineer this so it would be me, but was surprised when she said it was "lucky number seven!" I was number eight leaving me a little confused (and disappointed).
Cathy stood before number seven, and taking his cock, pushed it under her bra and between her tits. Increasing the pressure on his cock by pushing her tits together, it wasn't long before he too shot a load up towards her chin, landing on the underside of her jaw and throat. The milky white fluid reflecting brightly in the artificial lights as she strutted around displaying the mess like a badge of honour.
"I am feeling so good I'm going to roll the dice again" to loud cheers. This time she did announce my cubicle number. She smiled at me before reaching behind her and unfastening her bra, slipping it off and discarding it unabashedly. Her magnificent tits stood proudly, her dark nipples erect and proud.
Expecting her to push her tits around my cock, I was taken aback when she grasped my cock and bent at the waist and engulfed my cock taking it deep forcing it deeper and deeper until she gagged. Pulling back and gasping a quick breath, she immediately plunged back on it taking it deeper still. She had never been able to deepthroat me fully before, but now with a final thrust she took it all holding it for a couple of seconds before drawing back. As she did, I came with a tremendous rush, the floodgates opening as my cock twitched shooting what felt like an enormous amount of cum all over her face, the first stream on her forehead the second over her nostril and eye socket, the third over her upper lip and chin. She opened her good eye and smiled in a lewd way at me.
Cathy walked the perimeter slowly showing her cum covered face to all. Walking back to the centre of the arena, she lay on her back and peeled off her thong, splaying her legs wide. "Who wants to stick their cock in this?" The uproar was almost deafening.
Twirling the dice in her hand, she cast them on the floor next to her, to far away from me to see the number. She pushed them away from her and rose slowly towards cubicle number 2, the eight inch black cock. Using her stool as before, she backed up to this black cock, almost diametrically opposite me so I had a good view of her. She looked directly at me and smiled. I could see the mans cock and balls between her open legs, still smiling at me she bent slightly at the waist as she lowered her vaginal opening closer to the tip off his cock. My view was slightly obstructed by her body so I couldn't see the tip actually penetrate her but I could tell by the look on her face as she took his cock deep. She was taking him deeper with each stroke, and I could tell he was battering her with massive thrusts though she was returning the motion with her enthusiastic body lurches. I saw her tits swinging vigorously with each thrust, the scene mesmerising me and I was completely lost in my surroundings as if there were only the three of us in the room.
Too soon it was all over. They both grunted in a guttural roar as they achieved climaxes together. He flopped out of her, and I could see his black snake shiny with her juices, hanging between her still open legs. She was slick with sweat, and breathing heavily. Turning towards me again she gave me that lascivious smile, and reaching to her left grasped the cock there. Stroking it quickly, she positioned herself and engulfed this cock, sucking it noisily, only pausing to say "Cum on my face." Sucking again noisily she drew back, and judged him to be on the verge of discharging his load, so grasping his cock tightly, directed the flow directly into the middle of her eyes letting it stream down her face. Moving to the next and the next she repeated her actions on every man there including those who had already spit.
Her face was a mask of cum dripping down off her nose and chin. "Time for this slut to leave guys" she said eliciting murmurs of displeasure and she disappeared through her exit door.
I waited in the bar with a drink ready for her while she cleaned up and dressed. It was at least fifteen minutes before she appeared. "I thought perhaps you could use a drink" I grinned sheepishly.
"How do you like your slut now?"
"I love my slut" and kissed her on the mouth.
"Then take me home and fuck me tenderly please."
