Life And Times Of Sultry Savannah

The club was dark and smoke filled, the patrons varied...an old woman in the corner...two husky guys at the bar...a bevy of beautiful nympho girls (including Savannah) gathered at several tables in the middle...and all around men sat in cushioned chairs and sofas.. They all had one thing in common...they were naked...in all their glory (some weren't so glorious) they sat there...nothing hidden from view as the tables were glass-topped.

The clientele was, for the most part, average in appearance...but most didn't care about such things. They were here for one reason only...to look...to observe...and maybe...if they were lucky...to touch and to be touched. And on even more rare occasions, a sex show would take place on stage...consisting of the clientele gathered there. But for now, they watched each other as they masturbated.

Savannah was currently eyeing a man directly across from her. He seemed to be in his early thirties, wavy dark hair, and his eyes appeared to glow in their sockets as he in turn watched her. His big fist was wrapped around his cock, his tongue traced patterns along his lips as he watched Savannah squeeze her bouncing tits, and her fingers play at her clit. It was apparent to the man that she was soaking wet, her pussy juices marking a trail on her inner thigh. Her hips rotated ever so slightly, and she moaned.

Around her she could hear the heavy breathing and moans of the other patrons, but she only had eyes for the man across from her. She became entranced watching his dick grow bigger and bigger with every stroke, and she imagined he was deeply embedded in her pussy. Oh how she yearned for that cock to fill her. At that moment the man stood up and approached her. He whispered in her ear...a wicked suggestion it was but Savannah was all about new experiences and being as wicked as she could. She nodded her compliance and stood up. Grabbing her hand he guided her up onto the stage...carefully he lay her on the raised, cushioned dais. A hush descended over the club as the patrons turned to look upon Savannah, stretched naked on the cushions...and her soon-to-be partner for the evening.

The man straddled her, and leaned down to kiss her. Their tongues lashed each other wildly, and Savannah moaned. It was wicked, what they were about to do. Fucking up there on stage, the lights on them, as all those people watched them. The thought excited her more than she though possible. With quick, frantic hands she stroked his body, running them over his arms and chest, feeling the hairs there curling between her fingers. She felt his hands playing at her tits, squeezing and pinching, rolling the nipples between his fingers. Excited murmurs and moans echoed through the club.

His fingers now played between her thighs, teasingly, along her pussy lips. She bit his shoulder, demanding more. What Savannah didn't realize was that she was about to get a whole lot more than she bargained for. Go, girl!

Savannah was breathing heavily now. All her attention focused on the tormenting fingers between her legs, making her so hot, so wet, it was all she could do not to scream. The man above her seemed to know it too as his rich chuckle rolled along her nerve endings, the wicked man! Then she felt his tongue lapping at her as his fingers drove deeply into her tight little cunt. She grabbed his head between her hands and pulled him harder against her, and her head thrashed about wildly as her first orgasm hit. It drove through her in great waves, and she heard herself begging him not to stop, and then begging him to fuck her. The watching audience seemed to agree with that sentiment as their groans escalated in volume.

Before she knew what was happening, she lay on her belly, a pillow under her hips, and her firm ass rose upward for everyone to view. Slowly, tortuously, he thrust his pulsing cock into her quivering pussy. They moaned simultaneously as he went deeper and deeper, stretching her to take all of him. She rocked back at him with every thrust, his hands grabbed onto her full, tight ass. Faster and faster he pumped into her, and Savannah hoped it would never end. Savannah looked out toward the audience, and saw many of the people there masturbating, and some of them began to pair off. She moaned as she watched two of her friends begin kissing and touching each other.

Out of the crowd a tall, rangy man approached the stage. Savannah thought he only wished to get a better view of what they were doing, but gasped as he jumped up onto the stage. He walked boldly over to her, and got on his knees in front of her. He thrust his dick near her face, and suddenly she couldn't catch her breath. He wanted her to suck him while the other man fucked her! Eagerly she engulfed him in her mouth, stroking him with her free hand (as the other one was working on her clit). The man behind her groaned loudly at the vision of that pouty mouth wrapped around cock. Savannah could feel her inner muscles clenching, a sign she was about to cum. She pushed harder against the man behind her, as she continued to devour dick. Her tongue made quick jabs and slid across the head of his cock.

The man in front of her began to grunt, and he thrust faster into her mouth, forcing Savannah to deep throat him. He shot his load deep into her mouth, and there was so much of it Savannah could not possibly swallow all of it. It dribbled down her chin and neck as she valiantly tried to eat it all up. "Mmmmm, yeah taste sooooooo good," she moaned. The man above her groaned his pleasure, his head thrown back as Savannah continued to suck on him.

It was then that Savannah felt the man behind her pound wildly into her, his "oh damn" echoing through the room. He jerked wildly, his cock going even deeper and deeper into her tight channel.

Sensation exploded through her, and she felt his cum gushing inside her. "Yes, yes...oh yes", she screamed. Her body quivered with her pleasure, and sighing contentedly she rolled over onto her back. The two men lay on either side of her, their hands roaming over her hot flesh.

Already Savannah could feel herself readying again, her nipples peaked, and her legs began moving restlessly. The tall rangy man pulled her on top of him, pushing deeply inside, and it seemed his cock was even thicker than the other man's. She rose up and rode him, and the other man stood in front of her. Licking her lips in anticipation, Savannah thought to herself...wicked, wicked, wicked. And that's when things got REALLY interesting.

Savannah grabbed his cock and guided it to her eager mouth, firmly sucking the head of it, and grinned wickedly as she heard him moan. Under her she felt the other man bucking wildly, thrusting upwards into her tight channel, and she closed here eyes, enraptured. The club became musky with the scent of sweaty, sex-slicked bodies. The odor further aroused her. She felt gentle hands on her breasts. Opening her eyes she was surprised to see the hands of a woman she did not know.

She was pettite, with dark hair, almost black, and deep green eyes. Startled and unmoving at first, she stared as the woman began licking around her nipples, sucking them first gently, then hard, then gently again. Savannah felt a simultaneous tugging in her stomach with every suckling motion. She arched forward toward the brunette, moaning deeply now at the pleasure of it. The woman then raised up and softly kissed Savannah, licking her lips, asking to be let in.

Savannah opened her mouth and their tongues intertwined, rubbing against each other. The man, feeling left out, thrust his dick between their mouths, and they started licking his shaft together, pausing now and then to kiss one another. She could feel herself begin to shake with pleasure, her pussy tightening more and more around the cock buried there; her breasts tingled and seemed to vibrate. Out of the corner of her eye she saw the woman fingering herself furiously. It was too much for Savannah...she threw her head back and howled as she came. The man under her thrust one more time, his grunt of satisfaction vibrating through her.

She watched as the brunette sucked down the other man's cum, some of it escaping at the corners. Savannah leaned over and licked at it, and they kissed once again. Smiling into the woman's eyes, Savannah was curious as to what it would be like having this woman to herself for an hour...well...a day. The thought alone turned her on. Sighing...

Savannah woke up in her apartment, the untouched milk cold in her hand. Disoriented, she looked around her, and realized it had all been a dream. She sat there in the dark, disbelieving of what she knew to be the truth. She was still a virgin!

Awwwwwwwwwwwww! Tough Luck, Savannah!

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