The Amusement Par

Hi there beloved readers! This is the third chapter of this story, and while it is certainly able to be enjoyed by itself, the context of the previous chapters will make for a better reading experience :) enjoy <3

When she walked into the Rave House, finally stepping foot into The Amusement Park that day, Alyssa had long since made up her mind. She loved a few things about raves. Pounding, deep kick drums, bouncing crowds with their brains synchronized through intoxication, sweaty bodies, tight outfits, exposed skin--at first it was hard for her to admit, but nothing made Alyssa's brain run haywire more than a room of shiny, beautiful figures moving in time.

She had gotten plenty horny at raves before. The first time her friends convinced her to take molly she had to escape to the bathroom to quench her urges. 'The people there had just been sooo beautiful!' she always remembered to herself.

Despite the lust, she had never been bold enough to make a move on another raver, be that kiss or touch. The one time she danced with someone she had backed out after only a moment, frightened by her own lust. That was two weeks ago, and she had toiled through the days since trying to forget the experience.

'It was for her own good' Alyssa thought, doing her best to convince herself that lust was simply a negative temptation. Perhaps unsurprisingly, it was these half-hearted countermeasures that led her here today; she unfortunately (fortunately) found herself turned on further by the prospect of disobeying her better judgement.

For tonight's occasion she dressed the part. It was something she bought into immediately after her first rave experience, but also something she was too nervous to take beyond her bedroom mirror: rave gear. Slutwear, party clothes, whatever you want to call it, she knew that it called to her. Tonight she wore a white thong strapped high overtop fishnet leggings, somewhat hidden underneath a red leather miniskirt.

On her torso was a white tank-top, hand painted with the phrase "SLUT" across the chest in a deep red. Connecting its bottom to her skirt was a set of blood-red straps which hugged the curve of her figure.

While Alyssa drew plenty arousal from being exposed, she even further lusted for the pleasure of *becoming* exposed, and therefore slipped into a form hugging, shiny black latex dress. All that could be seen from the exposed calves and thigh slit were the fishnets pulling into her soft thighs.

After getting dressed in her locker, Alyssa soaked her lips in gloss, blushed her cheeks, and pressed her small orange Orgasm Control Sticker onto the side of her neck.

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Making her way through the Park grounds towards the Rave House, Alyssa couldn't help but observe the sex all around her. To her right a woman was riding a man right on the grassy edge of the brick path. Stepping past them she looked to her left, watching a pair of woman enraptured in passionate oral sex.

The latex wrapped around her tight body shone in the sunlight, catching more than an eye or two as she strode. As she made her way over a short hill, the famed Rave House became visible only a short distance away.

At the door stood more than a few park-goers immersed in each other, most likely seeking fresh air after a fun time inside. She moved forward, determined to make this rave the rave of her dreams.

Approaching the entrance, she reached her long false-nails into her cleavage and pulled out a small ziplock bag. Pulling it open, she removed the pill inside and placed it onto her tongue. A full-figured, completely naked woman held the door open for her, and Alyssa's eyes stuck to her sweaty body as she walked past. The pill in her mouth left her tongue as she swallowed hard and allowed her body to take in the oncoming wave of sound.

Surveying the inside of the Rave House, a vast crowd presented itself to her; mostly naked bodies soaked by colorful lights which flooded the dancefloor. In front of her stood the threshold of opportunity. Tonight at The Amusement Park she was allowed to make her dream come true - it was only up to her.

Alyssa's body began to move as she approached the wall of glowing figures, their bodies swept by stage lights. With her arms draped by her sides, her fingers tapped the edges of her hips slowly to the rhythm. An overwhelming kick drum rang out in constant repeat, intertwining with her body as the drugs kicked in. As she began to roll, she slipped between two bodies, their sweat rubbing onto her shiny latex dress.

Pushing into the crowd, she became filled with drive as the music swelled. She told herself she had already committed - she had repeated this to herself constantly throughout the preparation for this night. She was determined to finally crack the final barrier, slip past her inhibitions and indulge.

"Mmh-" Alyssa let out a soft breath as she was bumped by a body in the crowd. Her brain whipped towards thoughts of the firm muscle it just pressed against, commanding Alyssa's body to turn and face the man dancing next to her.

She gazed at the specimen - the sweat dripping bicep, toned and strong - and reached out with both hands. Clasping either side of the thick arm, she slid her fingers and palms up the muscle, drawing her face up and in towards the shimmering shoulder of the man next to her. He turned, looking down to face Alyssa, and met her eyes. His broad hand took the small of her back as the music sent waves through her body.

She surged with warmth, buzzing as the drugs worked into her. The sensation of his wet skin against her hands and the gentle grip on her back made her brain twitch, excitement coursing through her body.

Tonight was the night. She exchanged no words with the man before reaching into her dress, retrieving a pair of small mints, and dragging her hand up the shirt covering his chest. She moved her hand to the side of his head, taking him in for a final moment before she used her thumb to pull down his lower lip, slip the pills underneath, and pull her face to his.

Alyssa's hands sifted through the man's sweaty hair as her plump lips pressed into his, coating them in gloss. She slid her tongue into his mouth and stole one of the mints before she pulled slightly away, closing his mouth with her hand. Pulled close to him, the breath from his nose brushed against hers. Channeling all of herself, she gazed into his eyes and spoke.

"Don't worry, it's safe. It's just a saliva mint" she spoke into his ear. Her mouth began to water as she said it - they were dissolving to immediate effect. The feeling of wetness electrified her brain, and she opened her mouth against his, their saliva mixing as their tongues spun together.

The feeling made her whole body blink, and she could feel wetness beginning to mix with the sweat between her legs. She had yearned for this feeling, and she finally had a man in her grasp. As she began to suck on his tongue, the man removed his hand from its gentle perch on the small of her back and reached up to her shoulder.

In a sudden motion Alyssa was pulled from his mouth, their mixed saliva drooling down from her chin to her neck as the man spun her around. The man's left hand clutched her left waist as she completed her turn. He pulled her ass firm against his crotch, the bulging hardness tucked up into his waistband pressing against her body. His right hand drew up her chest to a gentle hold on her neck and pulled her head to his chest. She tilted her head back to meet his gaze, her brain igniting with pleasure as control was snatched away from her, the snowball of her repressed dreams officially gaining size.

With the bass in the music pounding and lasers sweeping the air, Alyssa tilted forward, pushing back against his hardness and twisting her upper half to face him. The man reached down and dragged his hand up the length of her leg, gently catching her fishnets as he went. He drew his hand up the slit in the side of her dress, and as he reached her waist where the slit ended, his other hand slipped off a shoulder strap of her dress.

The liberation of her shoulder felt like a weight lifted from her body. The man read this message on her mind and dropped the other strap, fully exposing her shoulders and allowing the top of the latex to slide ever so slightly lower, revealing a slight cleavage between her small breasts.

She turned completely to face him, puffing her chest into the man's muscular upper body. He reached down and around, his hands finding a firm grip on her ass held tight by latex. As he squeezed what he could, the dress acting as a barrier, Alyssa kissed the man all over, allowing her soaked lips to slide across the cords of his neck and bumps of his collarbone.

His sweat merged with her lip gloss in a shiny wetness which drove her intoxicated brain crazy. As the man looked down to kiss her again, Alyssa reached up and grabbed the top of her dress. Their tongues danced as Alyssa began to pull down her latex, revealing the top half of her *real* outfit and letting the dress hang around her waist.

Already soaked in sweat, the barbell piercings in her nipples pressed hard into her now semi-see-through tank-top. The waistband of her fishnets was visible wrapped around her sweat-shined tight stomach. Reading the paint on her chest, the man pulled her back into the embrace of his mouth.

Alyssa was charged now, the drugs coursing through her body and mind. Her nipples tingled as her chest pressed into his, convincing herself to push her hands down and step out of the remainder of her dress. She kicked the latex to the side and took a step back, unable to ditch her smile as she stood beaming in the light. She felt purely amazing letting herself be admired by the mystery body she was communing with.

She held his gaze, sliding her hands over her breasts, down her slippery stomach, over the skirt covering her hips, and around her back as she felt her plump ass through her skirt fabric. A couple surrounding bodies in the crowd took a break from their own indulgences to take note of her magnificent figure.

She let the music take her as she spun around, teasing the man with the sight of the crease of her soft cheeks, just barely visible below her skirt line. She slipped false-nails under the thong straps poking out from the top of her skirt and gave them a tug. Diving back in, the man drew towards her as she let her straps snap into the soft flesh of her waist.

As the two embraced again Alyssa dropped her arm and faced her palm forward, cupping her hand over the bulge in the man's crotch. He twitched as she pressed into his jeans, sliding her hand up and down the fabric. The pair's saliva filled mouths drooled down her chin, a thick bead of spit sliding down the valley in her neck and into her cleavage.

The man reached his arms around Alyssa to find the bubble of her butt, no longer stashed away by her discarded latex. His fingers were gorged in her plump softness as took her in his hands, mingling with her fishnets. Alyssa moaned into his mouth as the edges of his fingers drifted near the glowing warmth between her legs. She gripped his head hard with her false nails as their mouths splashed in pleasure.

Alyssa could feel the man's bulge growing even stronger against the massaging force of her hand. She pictured what warmth could lie beneath the zipper she was rubbing, and began to hear a faint buzzing tone in her ears underneath the booming music. White stage lights flashed on and off with every beat, and her head was growing fuzzy with euphoria with each passing wave of bass.

As if magnetized, Alyssa's unoccupied hand shot to the waistband of the man's pants. She unbuttoned and unzipped them in a flash and drew her hand to the top of his now exposed boxers, dragging the nail of her pointer finger back and forth. The man's breath shuddered and he looked down at Alyssa, her mind racing with lust. Her mouth hung partially open, her eyes peering up towards her looming partner. She was panting slowly and saliva was running down the side of her face, dripping off of her chin.

Spinning further into the molly, Alyssa couldn't resist feeling without seeing. She moved her teasing hands to the sides of the man's waist before dropping into a squat, pulling down his jeans as she went. Face to face with it, the print of his bulge was extra-visible in his boxers. Alyssa was enamored at the sight. She continued to drool as the crowd played around her.

She slid her right hand up the front of the man's thigh, pulling her face close to the mass of anticipation. She tilted her head up to hold his gaze as she took in the warmth emanating against her cheek. Slipping her thumbs under his waistband, the man's bulging head almost poked through the top. She teased him, sliding her thumbs around the circumference of his waist without actually lowering them.

When she finally brought them down she did it slowly, taking in his length inch by inch as it was unveiled. She pulled his boxers down to his ankles, her mouth drooling onto the bulging shaft. Tt shone with sweat and saliva, colorfully lit by the stage lighting. She wrapped her right hand around the base of his cock, her crimson nails twisting in a circle, and dragged her tongue across the bottom of his tip. With the man's shaft swelling in her hand she moved her head forward, engulfing his warm cock in her wet mouth.

Immediately she almost couldn't take the pleasure. Feeling the gaze of sweaty strangers around her she pushed him further into her throat, swirling her tongue around his tip each time she pulled away. Her over-salivating mouth bubbled as she breathed, slobbering on her own face and dripping down the man's legs. She pulled off and let out a carnal groan, looking up at the man panting.

Her long-nailed fingers clutched and tugged at his slippery length as the man reached down, cupping her chin in his hand and slipping his thumb into her wet mouth. She tongued and sucked on his finger while jerking his cock up and down, using the dripping spit as lube.

The man took control once again by moving his hand from Alyssa's mouth to the back of her head, pushing her mouth to the base of his thick cock. Gagging her as he reached the depths of her throat, Alyssa looked up at him with wide eyes, tears of pleasure running down her face. Between the effects of the molly and the sheer excitement of living out her kings, her mouth had become a source of extreme pleasure.

Yearning for more, with shaky but eager hands she pulled the bottom of her tank-top above her chest, exposing her perky B-cup tits and pierced nipples to her newfound partner while he pressed her throat up and down his shaft. The hot air in the room ran across her freshly revealed skin, driving light pleasure through her chest and into her brain. As the man gripped her head from both sides, she continued to take his length, spilling drool onto her sweat shined breasts with each thrust.

Out of nowhere a brand-new third hand slipped around her right breast, kneading and tugging at her nipple. Alyssa let out a gurgled moan onto the man's cock as a mystery stranger from the crowd groped at her body. She was devilishly pleased that her enticing outfit had lured in another actor. The hand fondled her chest some more before slipping under her skirt and squeezing the soft corner of hip created by her squat. It got a full grip on one of her pillowy cheeks before delivering a firm slap.

Her mind racing from the free-use interaction, Alyssa was hornier than ever. She pulled away from the man's cock, spilling saliva onto her chest and his shaft. She stood up facing the man once again and grabbed his hands, guiding one to her bare breast and the other underneath her skirt. Fingers slid across her nipple and inner thigh, driving Alyssa's hips to buck as he brushed against her most sensitive area.

Another anonymous hand spanked her soft ass while her main man fondled her tits and fishnetted thighs. The pair continued to swap spit as his fingers drew ever closer to the slit behind her thong. When the pads of his pointer and middle finger felt the small fabric it was already soaked with sweat and sex. The light pressure rang like a bell through Alyssa's entire body, her voice moaning hard into the man's mouth.

Her nails dug into his back as he drew circles on the oozing fabric of her thong. While her mouth drooled and her face slid against that of her dance partner, her hand moved itself to the man's still-exposed cock. Still slippery from her throat, saliva dripped off his shaft and onto her leg. She pressed the cock flat against the man's firm stomach and rubbed her palm and fingers up and down the throbbing length.

The two danced in ecstasy, massaging the other's purest pleasure points, bumping into the surrounding sweaty bodies as their legs shook. By now the tiny triangle of fabric covering her folds had moved to the side, and the subtle roughness of the man's fingers were making acquaintance with her wetness. Alyssa growled into his mouth as her pleasure mounted, squeezing the man's fingers between her soft, sweat-soaked thighs. She shuddered as his fingertip graced the threshold of her hole, pushed in by the vice of her legs.

In response to her pleasure, the man suddenly spun her around once again, bringing her cute ass to his waist and leaving his dick resting atop her skirt. He bent her over with force so strong that she had to grab on to the waist and shoulders of the body in front of her. She tried her best to get a grip on the newfound slippery skin when she suddenly felt her fishnets tear, and she was met with a wave of pleasure so immense that her tongue forced itself out of her mouth with a loud, uncontrollable moan.

She had long imagined the feeling of her pussy being opened slowly by the warm head of a raver cock, but never expected the immense pleasure she would derive from such sudden penetration. With his shaft already shined by her throat and her thighs already sticky from her juices, there was no need for a careful insertion. His thighs slammed into her ass, sending ripples through her thighs and fishnets and knocking her chest into the back of the body she had grabbed onto. She found one of her hands gorged in the soft meat of an enormous pair of breasts, her other arm wrapped around a wide pair of hips.

The temporary source of balance in the form of a gorgeously plump woman slipped out of Alyssa's grasp, leaving her to fall to the floor. The man's cock slipped out of her and left a rope of moisture from his tip to her crotch. Turning around to face the pair, the woman's eyes immediately locked on the man's cock soaked with Alyssa's bodily fluids, before looking up at his saliva and sweat covered body.

Alyssa rolled to her side and found her vision filled by a pair of completely free-hanging breasts covered with nothing but tiny "x" shaped pasties. To Alyssa's surprise, the woman stepped over her and made her way into the embrace of her now former partner, taking his soaking cock in her hands. While she laid there, eyes mesmerized by the movement of the newfound couple, two nearby men knelt down to Alyssa's level and began to explore her body.

One man pinched both of her nipples at the same time while the other drove his hands across her shapely body, guided by the straps on her torso. She laid in pleasure and shock as the men admired her tight body and the outfit that barely covered it. She felt so thrilled to be here, reduced by the pleasure of becoming a toy for these men to play with. Her pussy leaked out of the large hole in her fishnets, and she was drooling on her own face, unable to close her mouth through the pleasure.

Much to her surprise, her body began to rise off of the ground and float towards the ceiling, or so she thought until she realized she had been picked up by her two newest friends. She was lifted to her feet and brought in close, face to face with a brand new muscular, firm, glistening body, already shirtless and ready for Alyssa's touch. Her hands grasped firm onto his shoulders as he brought her in for a kiss, his mouth ready to accept her flowing saliva.