Reporter Experiences Her Story Topic Pt 02

When Molly woke up, she was disoriented, and it took a few seconds to remember where she was and why she was there. Then she remembered that today was the day she'd be with the rest of the men. And then she felt the butt plug filling her bottom.

After a few minutes, the door opened. Latifa walked in with a breakfast tray. "Good morning, Molly. I'll be leaving soon, as will Jasmine. We'll be back tomorrow night and we'll drive you back to your car. I hope you enjoy today."

And with that, she turned and left. Molly ate her breakfast, her mind a jumble of thoughts and imaginations about what the day would bring.

There was a knock at the door and then it opened. The man who had brought her to the room the day before entered. Molly was a bit disappointed that he was wearing a pair of baggy gym shorts, but she could still see the outline of his limp cock against his thigh.

"Ready?" He smiled slightly and extended a hand -- not for her to take, but more as an invitation.

Molly stood up; her legs were a bit shaky, and she was nervous. The satin robe was tied tight around her middle. The man noticed two bumps of her nipples poking against the fabric.

The man walked ahead of her down a hallway and then into a room. There was a two-tiered, bed-like platform in the middle of the room with a few upholstered chairs scattered about.

The Boss was there along with four other men. Like her escort and The Boss, all were wearing masks over the top half of their faces. Her escort joined the four men standing apart.

"Latifa and Jasmine reported that you enjoyed your shower and female threesome," The Boss said.

Molly blushed.

"Oh, come, come dear. No reason to be embarrassed. Those two have had plenty of encounters with our clients and always been highly rated."

The Boss gestured toward the five men. In addition to her "escort," there was another black man. There was a man with close-cropped blonde hair who had the muscular frame of a body builder. There was a stocky dark-skinned man with a thick mat of chest hair, and the fifth male was a baldheaded man with a long, bushy beard.

"Molly, these gentlemen will spend the day with you," the Boss said. "They have great stamina. Our clients greatly enjoy these gangbangs. Your body is their sexual toy and they'll satisfy you for hours."

All five of the men smiled broadly.

The Boss left the room.

The men pushed their shorts down, their erections bobbing free. Molly's eyes went wide at the sight of five long, thick cocks. The man she thought of as her "escort" was equipped with a dick she estimated to be at least 12 inches. The others didn't quite match his length but were all bigger than any she had seen.

They surrounded Molly. Her sash was pulled loose, and the robe was removed. She shivered as her body was revealed. Various comments followed. "Nice tits... sexy bod... made for fuckin'... you're a fuckable babe..." Molly felt her face blush as the men complimented her.

Hands were all over her. They took turns with deep kisses as her breasts were squeezed and fondled, her ass slapped and grabbed. Fingers probed her pussy, which was responding to the five-man foreplay. Her hands were grabbed and placed on cocks and encouraged to stroke.

Molly was pushed to her knees and her head was held steady as each man took a turn pushing his erection inside her mouth. Each thick staff filled her mouth, and she gurgled and slurped to try and orally please her playmates. They encouraged her to spit on their dicks and she complied, using her hands to sloppily masturbate them.

She was pulled to her feet and led to the large bed. Two men climbed on it and grabbed her wrists while two grabbed her ankles to spread eagle her. Molly closed her eyes and whispered, "Please... be gentle."

The man she called her escort was between her splayed legs; her ass was on the edge of the bed. He leaned over and sucked each of her hard nipples. "Lady, we're gonna fuck you all day. I don't think 'gentle' is the right word."

He laid his cock on her lower body. One of the men holding her arm lifted her head up. "Take a look, babe." Her eyes widened. The long thick black shaft seemed to cover her lower torso. Its owner grinned. "Don't worry. It'll fit. We'll all be stretching your holes." Molly remembered the butt plug that was still inside her and the words of the two women in the shower. The idea of these long dicks up her ass seemed beyond reason.

The man fisted the base of his cock and rubbed the swollen knob up and down Molly's slick slit. He slapped it against her labia several times. She gasped as the cock head spread her labia and pushed against her sensitive clit. His precum added to the slickness. The other men watched, their hard rods twitching as they waited their turns.

He shifted his cock's position, so the tip nudged against the tight rubbery ring that guarded her pussy's entrance. Molly's head rolled back and forth at the sensation of the large invader. He slowly pushed forward until the knob popped inside her tunnel. The air whooshed out of Molly's lungs.

The man slowly pushed his cock inside. Molly raised her head, and her eyes narrowed as she watched inch after inch of his cock disappear inside her. Her slick walls gripped the staff of flesh as it finished its mission. She was amazed that it did indeed fit. She had never felt this filled.

"There now. See?" he said, grinning. "Now we're gonna fuck."

He withdrew his cock until on the knob remained embedded, then slowly pushed it back inside. Molly groaned at the sensation of the thick rod of flesh again filling her pussy. He continued to fuck her with strokes that started to increase as his excitement built. Her breasts were being fondled, her stiff nipples teased. One of the men rubbed her clit. Molly writhed, her lower body rocking to meet his quickening thrusts.

With a throaty growl, the man thrust his cock hard inside her and his body stiffened. Molly felt his cock twitch and then hot jets of his semen inside her. With an audible plop, he pulled his prick free and several spurts of jizz landed on Molly's pussy and lower stomach.

Molly's empty pussy pulsed and twitched. She was close to cumming, but now was left hanging. The men easily flipped her over, pushing her legs up so she was crouched on her knees. The man who had just fucked her settled in front of her face and offered his semi-hard cock. "Lick me clean." Her nostrils filled with the musky aroma of her juices and his semen.

She felt a cock knob nudging against her slick, quivering labia as her lips covered the head of the offered cock. Molly's sexual arousal was overtaking her mind.

As another long, thick cock pushed its way inside her pussy, its owner pulled the butt plug free. Her moan of pleasure was muffled by the cock in her mouth. "What a pretty pink asshole, all stretched and ready." His words hung in the air as he went about fucking her pussy. His crotch slammed against her ass, making her cheeks jiggle as he held her hips with his big hands.

Doggy had always been a favorite position and her situation of being in the middle of a gangbang was lifting her toward a climax. When his cock twitched and a second load of cream started to fill her, Molly crested, and she pulled her mouth free.

"AAAIEEEAAAAAAHHH YESSSSS FFFFUCCCCKKKK. SSOOOO GOOODDD."

Like the first man, after a few spurts inside her pussy, he pulled his cock free to finish. He aimed his spurts at Molly's pink star fish, unloading several globs on her hole. Feeling that hot jizz made her shiver with anticipation. The man rubbed his cream on her opening and slipped one thick finger inside her backside tunnel. She moaned.

Her next partner was an ass man and had the smallest cock of the group. Still, it was a good eight inches in length with a mushroom capped knob. He had grabbed a tube of lubricant and had greased up his pole. He squeezed some drops on Molly's star fish.

"OHHH GAAAWD." The reality of one of these cocks up her ass hit her. The man who had just fucked her was in front of her now and she proceeded with another clean up job.

The swollen cock knob pushed against her tight, rubbery anal ring. Molly wiggled her hips. Holding his cock shaft, the man rubbed and probed and then pushed. His cock head started to stretch the entrance to Molly's ass, and she held her breath. He kept pushing until his cock popped inside her rectum. She exhaled with a hiss around the cock in her mouth.

"There now," she heard the man's voice. "That's not so bad, is it?" Molly gave a slight nod.

He kept his cock where it was before slowly pushing inside her ass. He felt like the clinging walls were going to skin his prick. It had been years since he had fucked an ass this tight. He felt his balls tingle.

Many of the women who came to the club were older, pudgy, not very pretty. Molly was sexy young woman and the prospect of spending the day fucking her all day had all the men excited.

The man slowly stroked his cock in and out as her ass clutched his staff like a hand. His body stiffened as his climax boiled from his nuts and spurted into Molly's back side. The sensation of hot jizz inside her asshole made her pussy clench.

With cum dribbling out of her butt, there were two men left to take their first fuck. She was handled like a doll and positioned on the man with the bald head and long beard. He held his cock as she slid onto it cowgirl. His arms wrapped around her and pulled her flat against his chest, her breasts flattened and her nipples tickled by his chest hair. Her ass was open and vulnerable. The fifth man started pushing his cock inside her.

"Uhhhgggaaaahhhhh. Pleasssseee. GAAAWDDD."

In seconds, the cock was filling her ass. She was double stuffed. Taking two cocks -- long, thick cocks -- at once was not something she had ever thought possible or pleasurable. But feeling the throbbing heat of two staffs inside her made her feel like a complete slut. And she realized she liked that feeling.

Both men were experienced at double fucking, and they settled into a rhythm. Their hands controlled her body. She was lifted off the cock in her pussy, the man in her ass thrust home. When he pulled out, she was settled back on the other cock. The in-and-out coordinated fucking was driving Molly wild.

"YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS... YOU BASTARDS... FUCK MMMMMMEEE."

Molly's pussy and ass were tight fits for both men and the sensations were also driving their passion. They increased their pace and often lost their rhythm so that at times both cocks were withdrawn and then reinserted at the same time. One of those double thrusts pushed the right buttons and Molly climaxed with a primal scream, her pussy and ass tunnels clutching at the shafts. Both men orgasmed, their loads of hot jizz filling her.

Molly collapsed on top of the man below her as the cock in her ass pulled free. She rolled off the man, her hips quivering. Semen flowed from her ass and pussy.

As she was to learn during the day, these men were not averse to cum play. Fingers scooped up the jizz and offered it to Molly's mouth. In a daze, she greedily licked the spunk. Their hands rubbed the semen on her breasts and then licked them clean.

The day of sex continued. Molly was fucked however the men wanted. At one point, she was held between two of them, her body face down as one man fucked her, and she sucked the other man's cock.

She lost track of who and how. Several times she was double fucked and on at least two occasions that included sucking a cock while both her holes were drilled. The men rubbed their cocks on her tits and jizzed on them.

Molly also lost track of her orgasms. At one point, she felt like she was experiencing one long, single climax. Her hair was matted with sweat and semen, but she had never felt more desirable. The men were insatiable about possessing and using her body.

Eventually, though, balls were empty, and cocks were limp. Molly was between two of the men who were idly toying with her breasts as the other three lounged nearby.

"So, is this part of a typical 'treatment' for a woman who comes here," she asked, realizing that she was, after all, supposed to write a report.

"It depends," the escort answered. "The Boss wanted you to get the full experience. Some women just want to spend time with one of us. Some want two men. Some just want to be with Latifa or Jasmine. Some women want a threesome. Others have different kinks."

"Really? Like what?"

"You'll find out with the Boss... tomorrow."

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Molly slept the sleep of the dead. She woke up the next morning with Latifa shaking her shoulder and urging her to wake up. Again, she was initially disoriented but a quick glance around the stark walls reminded her.

"The guys really wore ya out, huh?" Latifa asked with a smile. The question needed no answer. "They all texted me about how much they enjoyed fucking a young hottie instead of having to fake it to make it with some of our older clients."

Latifa pulled the blanket and sheet away, admiring the body that was revealed. "I brought some breakfast. I'll be back in half an hour."

Molly was famished and made quick work of the food. She had no way to tell time, but Latifa returned soon after she swallowed her last bite and swallowed another sip of rich, delicious coffee. ("The food here is great," she thought.)

Latifa was dressed in sweats. Molly had slipped into her robe. "Your last day here," her host said. "Hope you enjoy it."

She led Molly into a large room that had equipment Molly had never seen. The boss was also in sweats and as usual was masked.

"Good morning, Molly," he said. "How have the first two days with us been for you?"

Molly felt a slight tingle up her spine when she flashed back to the previous day of endless orgasms. "Well... no complaints. Yesterday was... interesting. I don't know if I've ever had as many orgasms."

The Boss grinned. "We'll see if we can do better today. First, you'll be blindfolded and restrained, but understand you are in no danger. Latifa and I will only touch you with either gloves or instruments of pleasure. We have devices that will simulate cocks fucking you.

"Just so you understand, very few of our clients request the experience of this room. The idea is to stimulate your body as it has never been stimulated."

He glanced at Latifa. "We're very good at this." She grinned and nodded in agreement.

Latifa undid the sash on Molly's robe and slipped it off, then guided her to a St. Andrews cross, an x-like structure. Her wrists and ankles were bound in soft leather. The middle of the cross was padded and reached from her shoulders to just above her ass. She could feel her heartbeat and breathing quicken.

Latifa fitted the blindfold and Molly's world went black. "You'll be amazed how not being able to see adds to your other senses," Latifa whispered in her ear.

"The device you're strapped to can be adjusted to move your body and we can move it around the room as needed," the Boss explained.

He and Latifa slipped on mittens made of mink. They softly started stroking Molly's arms and legs, the luxurious fur softer than a breath of air. Molly sighed and groaned as four hands softly traveled over her skin. They intentionally avoided her breasts and groin area, teasingly touching everywhere else. Molly whimpered.

After a few minutes, the mittens moved to her breasts, teasing Molly's turgid nipples, lightly rubbing and molding her mounds. As the Boss' hands remained on her tits, Latifa's hands slid down Molly's torso and lightly teased the top of her pubic mound and her inner thighs.

"You're wet, dear," Latifa commented. Molly just nodded her head. The woman had been correct. Not being able to see greatly enhanced what she was feeling.

The Boss and Latifa then switched the mittens and put on surgical gloves. Molly smelled cinnamon.

"We're going to oil your body," the Boss said. "The cinnamon adds some spicy stimulus."

As they started covering Molly's skin with the warm, scented oil, she could feel it tingling. They started with her hands, feet, arms and legs then slickened her breasts.

"AAHHGGGHHH," Molly groaned as the oil was rubbed on her breast flesh, making her nipples into rock-hard nubs. Their fingers rubbed over her slickened buds, flicking them back and forth.

It was the Boss' turn to venture south. His gloved hand cupped Molly's mound, lightly massaging the oil on her labia. The squishy sound of the liquid combining with her juices illustrated her heightened arousal. He slipped one then two oiled fingers inside her, forcefully stroking and spreading the spiced oil inside her tunnel.

"YESSSSSSS," Molly hissed through clenched teeth. "SSSSOOOOO GGOOOODDDD."

The Boss' other hand rubbed the top of her mound, and his thumb pressed her clit bud like a doorbell, grinding it against her pubic bone as Molly's hips bucked.

Sensing she was reaching her apex; the Boss removed his hands. Molly exhaled, her body sexually tense.

She then felt a slapping on her stomach. The Boss had a riding crop and proceeded to lightly smack his way around her body -- her armpits, her breasts, the insides of her thighs, her breasts and nipples.

"Pleasure followed by just a bit of discomfit," he said. "It pulls you back from your orgasm. We don't want to get ahead of ourselves."

As the riding crop smacked, Latifa used a soft-bristled paint brush to spread more oil on Molly's breasts and pussy, painting her nipples and clit in teasing pleasure.

"Isn't the contrast wonderful," Latifa whispered.

Molly heard a buzzing sound. The Boss had a vibrator wand and proceeded to tease her tits and nipples, spreading the vibrations across that sensitive flesh. He then slowly, teasingly traced the vibe over her torso. He rubbed the buzzing knob over her pubic patch, slowly moving it lower and lower before pulling it away. Its next destination was her inner thighs.

Latifa was using the brush to maddeningly tease Molly's quivering nipples and then the Boss passed the wand's head lightly up her moist slit, parting her slick labia.

"OHHHH MYYYYY GAAAAWWWD." Molly writhed and twisted in her restraints as her tormentors teased her most erogenous zones. The tendons on her inner thighs were stretched taught as she thrust her mound, seeking her release.

The Boss shoved two fingers inside her clinging tunnel and twisted them upward in search of her g-spot. His other hand moved the vibe in slow circles over the sensitive flesh surrounding her pulsing clit. When he moved the device to that nervy bud, Molly's climax exploded.

Her body arched and she screeched in pleasure. The Boss's fingers found her g-spot, adding to the exquisite feelings pulsing through and around her pussy.

The Boss and Latifa made eye contact, and both disengaged. Molly's breasts heaved as she fought to get oxygen into her lungs. Her thighs quivered and twitched.

Molly felt herself being moved as the x device was rolled to another area. There was a slight whirring sound as the two lower parts expanded, stretching her legs farther apart.

The Boss then rolled a small table between Molly's legs. A Sybian was mounted on the table. It had a thick, six-inch dildo standing behind a smaller knob made of soft projections.

"This is the first of our helpful friends," the Boss explained. Molly's body was adjusted so she was leaning slightly forward and then she was lowered until the dildo made contact with her labia. Still coming down from her climax, the feeling of the knob pushing against her quivering lips caused her to gasp.

"Wh...what is this?" she croaked in a whisper.

"It's a Sybian," Latifa answered. "You ride it cowgirl and it's indescribable how it makes your cunny feel."

The Boss flipped a switch and picked up the Sybian's remote control. Latifa lowered the cross a few more inches and Molly wiggled as the thick fake dick pushed its way inside. She could feel it slightly vibrating.