The Pleasure Patch Chapter 4
This story is 100% science fiction. Enjoy!
"Welcome to the erotic capital of the world; this is where we have our sex parties usually once or twice a month." said Lana.
"Who comes to these parties? asked Ryan.
"Well, the owner has sex parties of his own, but I host members of my own team from work - five guys and seven girls. They all are just like Blair, Victoria, Ryan and me - young and extremely good looking. In fact, the porn on that screen over there is a recording of an orgy of all thirteen of us that we had on Labor Day weekend. We're lucky to have such an open-minded owner; you know he is from Europe - the Netherlands. Things are a lot more liberal over there." said Lana.
Ryan could see that Kirk was going have another fun orgasmic evening, and all he could do was watch.
"OK, everybody go over to the big bed with the stripper pole. Kirk, you and Ryan get naked and lie down and watch. Kirk, keep your hands off your junk just like Ryan has to. We're gonna fuck your brains out later anyway." said Lana.
Lana signaled to Blair, and she moved to the stripper pole. Lana manipulated her smart phone, and the strip club music began. Blair began twisting around the pole showcasing her best dance moves. The three and half minute song ended with Blair still fully clothed. Lana's playlist's second song began and within a minute or so Blair began her striptease slowly unbuttoning her blouse and stepping out of her skirt. The second song ended with her now half-nude wearing only a teal green bra, teal green panties and white open toed high heel strip club shoes. Over six minutes had passed, and her prime assets were still hidden from view. The third song started with her tossing the bra on the floor - about a minute into the song. Soon afterward, Blair lay on the floor in front of her Kirk and Ryan and slipped off the panties before opening her pussy wide. She lay spread eagled on the floor for almost a minute occasionally grasping her clit. From start to finish, her outstanding performance lasted almost twelve minutes.
Victoria then took the stage appropriately decked out in a winter outfit (December was only four days away). She was wearing a white zippered winter jacket, tight black leather pants and almost knee-high black boots. As the first song played on, she would unzip the jacket halfway and zip it back up. Her dance moves were not as erotic as Blair's as she moved more slowly with the black boots. The first song ended with absolutely zero skin unveiled - except for her gorgeous face and some of her neck. Soon into the second song, she unzipped the winter jacket and threw it on the other side of the 150 square foot bed. Her melons were concealed beneath a satiny jet-black bra. She slowly moved around the pole before sitting down in front of Ryan.
"Take off my boots." Victoria asked Ryan.
The boots were zippered as was the white jacket. Ryan complied and unzipped both boots before she placed her now bare feet on Ryan's chest. His pecker was growing and throbbing.
"Take off my pants." said Victoria.
Ryan then began unpeeling as best he could the tight leather pants. The process was slightly cumbersome as the pants almost seemed to be glued to her long sexy legs. A black thong concealed the promised land. She rose from the floor and continued twisting around the pole until the second song ended. As the third song began, she soon unsnapped the satiny bra and let it drop to the floor. Like Blair's final dance moves, she lay spread eagled on the floor in front of Ryan.
"Take off my thong."
With his cock almost rock hard, Ryan wiggled her thong down her legs and ankles. She stood up from the floor and finished the third song totally nude. She again showcased her gymnastic talent by lifting her left leg high on the pole completely exposing her pussy to everyone.
Lana was up next; she began her music playlist on her smartphone and began her seductive dance. Lana's outfit consisted of a short tight dark blue dress with straps. The dress had a small oblong opening on her lower back; it was a unique feature - nothing particularly sexual but more exposed skin, nonetheless. About a 1/3
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of her ample cleavage was visible. Her shoes were gold platform high heels with open toes. Lana's 5-foot 7 frame now towered to 5 foot 11. She pranced around the pole to the tune of Madonna's "Open Your Heart" song. Victoria, a virtual encyclopedia of song lyrics, mouthed all the words clearly enjoying the song and dance. It had amazed Ryan over the past several weeks that Victoria as well as Blair and Lana had an uncanny remembrance of songs from forty or fifty years ago.
Lana finished her first song without shedding any of her clothes. That appeared to be the plan for all the girls - all of the sexy outfits would stay on first for the first song while the second song gets them half-naked, and the third song unveils total nudity. As the second song moved along, she dropped the straps of her blue dress down to her waist revealing a pink bra. She then unsnapped the bra and tossed it to Ryan and told him that he can keep it as another souvenir. The dress was too tight to fall off on its own. She spent the next minute squeezing, shaking and slapping the bottom of her tits upward. Lana then stopped the music.
So, Ryan, what do me, Victoria and Blair have in common, and I don't mean that we all work at the same company. I'll give ya a hint - what physical characteristic do we have in common?"
Ryan knew the answer to this one, but he wasn't quite ready to reveal to the group his obsession with big breasts.
"An extra $200 tonight if you have the correct answer."
"All of you have a 34E bra size."
"Ding, ding, ding, Ryan passes go and collects $200. Blair remind me later to give him the extra $200. So how do you know this?"
Now Ryan had to fess up and confess that he had inspected the bra that Lana gave him last week.
"Well, you gave me your bra last week and Blair and Victoria had already told me their size." said Ryan.
Lana continued: "I worked one summer for a cosmetic plastic surgeon in Phoenix, and you know what he called 34Es. He called them 850 ccs. That's because the average 34E breast has a volume of 850 cubic centimeters. The vast majority of thin young girls in this country are no bigger than 480 ccs. That's equivalent to about 34C. If the girl is slender, most guys would describe those tits as spectacular, and here we are with 850cc - all three of us. Almost twice as big."
"That means all your boobs are super spectacular." said Kirk.
Lana re-cranked her smart phone for the third song. She danced around awhile with her dress hanging loosely at her waist.
She walked over to Ryan and asked him to peel the dress off. It was tight, so this was almost as challenging as removing Victoria's leather pants earlier, but he somehow managed. Lana returned to the pole spinning around it and cupping her tits and winking at Ryan. She finished by simply stepping out of her only remaining garment - a pink thong. Everyone was fully nude after Lana flipped off her gold platform shoes. The entire group retreated to a corner of the spacious dungeon where a sybian was surrounded by three leather sofas.
"I'll go first." said Lana.
She adjusted the vibration level and climbed upon a small vibrator/penis shaped dildo. She rocked the machine back and forth and left and right. She moaned lightly as she enjoyed the good vibrations. The other four sit on the sofas with Ryan being flanked by Victoria and Blair. They intentionally placed one of their hands on his far upper thighs occasionally twirling his pubic hair between their fingers.
Each girl took about a ten-minute ride on the sybian. When Ryan was flanked on the sofa by Lana and Victoria, they devoted the entire time to sucking, kissing and massaging his nipples. His pecker advanced from half-erect to fully erect to almost deflated back to fully erect; he was on an erection roller coaster and no way out - other than to sever this relationship with the group.
Lana guided the group over to the queening seat.
"We're gonna wear Kirk out on this one." said Victoria.
Kirk lay down and placed his head under the commode-like piece of furniture. His hands were cuffed on the perimeter of the seat. Victoria sat her backside down on the seat. The seat allows her pussy to lower further down just inches above Kirk's face. As instructed, Kirk began licking and sucking on Victoria's snatch. Lana played with Kirk's junk until it was hard enough for her to climb on cowgirl style. Lana began bouncing up and down on his dick and Victoria was screaming for him to lick and suck her harder. Lana leveraged her hands on Kirk's chest and continued slamming her pussy down on his crotch. Victoria, who apparently was not receiving enough stimulation from Kirk, reached down to her honey pot and began to intensely rub her clit until she was moaning and then screaming. Kirk was licking the best he could, but without the use of his hands, his efforts were somewhat limited. Soon, Victoria exploded with her squirting orgasm covering Kirk's face with her pussy juice.
"Can I have a wet wipe, a wet wipe please." asked Kirk.
Lana quickly retrieved a wet wipe from the hygiene products wall and reached under the seat and wiped his face clean. Over the next thirty minutes, each girl "queened" Kirk and also took a ride on his missile - Blair choosing reverse cowgirl and Victoria preferring cowgirl.
After queening time concluded, they ventured over to the St Andrews Cross. Lana strapped Blair to the cross and cuffed Ryan's wrists with plastic zip ties.
"OK, Ryan sit down or your knees or Indian style or whatever and suck on her clit." If you have an itch anywhere, let us know we will scratch it." said Lana.
Ryan followed her directions while the others sat down on bean bags as observers. Blair was soon replaced by Victoria and then eventually by Lana. No orgasms were forthcoming; Ryan could only do so much - like Kirk's "no hands" problem earlier. Nonetheless, one of the girls was filming all the action on Lana's smartphone during the entertaining cunnilingus show.
"Ryan, we're gonna keep your zip ties on and Victoria go ahead and cuff up Kirk as well. If either of you have an itch anywhere, let us know and we will scratch it." said Lana.
They walked to the other side of the room where the spanking bench was located.
"This is the part of the night that we get into some serious hardcore BDSM."
Lana walked over to the computer and queued up a specific video. It showed a slightly chubby middle-aged man who was completely nude, and zip tied here in this same room - standing beside the spanking table. At the same time (in real time), Victoria brought over a huge spanking paddle and handed it to Lana. As the video rolled, the man was bent over the spanking bench and apparently with all the strength that she could muster, Lana slammed the paddle on his ass. Not just once or twice but a total of ten times. He let out a piercing yell after each smack; one could see that she was not holding back. After the ninth lick, he was screaming no, and the camera caught tears flowing down both of his cheeks after the tenth and final smack had landed. Both of his butt cheeks were shaded somewhere between a bright pink and a red color. As a large man, he was somewhat embarrassed to be caught crying, but he could not wipe his tears with the cuffs still on.
