“I was brought into this room where there was a harness hanging from the middle of the ceiling, chairs all around it, like a circle. I was so turned on, the wetness of my juices were already sliding down my legs. When I dropped the robe I was wearing the men cheered and whistled. It was one of those moments you felt like a movie star.”

“I don't even need to hear anymore to know I want to try this. Holy damn!” Jane interrupts Susie, she bites her lip, the look of lust burning in her eyes. “I'm sorry, keep going. I want to hear more.”

It is a few days before the annual over-the-top event. It seems that whatever you wish, can be possible, which seems shocking to me. There are some weird fetishes out there, but from what we've been told, everyone who has wanted something, has gotten their wish.

“Yes, please do go on, Susie,” Edward pipes in.

“Okay. Two of the guys helped me up into the harness. It was so it could help keep my legs spread, you know? I was unsure if it was going to be comfortable, but it was. Once I was up there, a few of the guys lined up. Every man in the room was hard and already stroking themselves at this point. I remember the first guy had this chubby fucking cock. I knew he was going to be fun. He wasted no time, he teased my pussy enough to wet his cock and began to fuck me. His hands held so tight on my hips it hurt, but in the best possible way. He fucked me like no one else was in the room.”

As I'm listening to Susie talk about her tale, I can't help but feel that all too familiar tingle building deep in my core. The idea of a room full of men fucking me and only me. One right after another, again and again. How incredibly sexy is that?

“Some lasted a long time, some only a few minutes. But they all felt great. The rules were set beforehand. It was only a pussy fucking. They were able to kiss, bite and suck elsewhere, but weren't allowed to enter other holes. That isn't what I think of when I'm masturbating to this idea, so I wanted it to go just like my fantasy goes, you know? I had so many teeth marks all over my body by the time they were done. All of them were a great fuck.”

“How many in total were there by the time they were done? Surely you counted,” Jane asks the question that we are all wondering.

“Twenty three total. The most cock I've ever taken in a single day. It happened in about a four hour span. No breaks were taken for me. I didn't want any. I was in such a state of need for all those cocks I didn't care. But let me tell you, I didn't need or even think of sex for like a month after that.” The smile that spreads across her face turns into a longing to do it again.

“What are some other things other people have done in the past?” Edward asks, snapping Susie out of her day dream.

The silky, deep voice of Grayson speaks before Susie has a chance to answer. “Good evening my pretty dolls. Are you talking about the annual party we're coming up on?” He takes a seat, leaning back in his chair and smiles a coy grin that reaches his eyes. “Ah, let's see, we've had someone want to join the mile high club. Which turned on two others, so three people got their membership that one weekend a few years back. A few wanted to be fucked in front of as many people as we could gather. Susie isn't the only one who has wanted a train run on her. Though the way she did it was different.”

“You know me, I like to be different. That was probably the best night I've ever had sexually, you know? Just don't tell my husband that.”

“Your secret is safe with me Susie Q. I'm glad to see you're back though. Are you just here to tease our other dolls with past events or are you here for a good time?”

“I'm here to help, but I won't join. I know how much help you need when it comes to these events. You were so wonderful to me all those years, I figured I owe you. Besides, watching can be just as fun, depending on the situation,” she winks at Grayson.

“Indeed, my pretty! Now, if you'd excuse me, I need to get back to it. You dolls play nicely. I'll be around if you need me.” He flashes his million dollar pearly white smile at us, before taking his leave.

***

After talking with the others about the upcoming events, I go back up to my room, knowing one of my clients will be up shortly. He is someone I've been blowing for a few months now. He never wants anything else, just for me to suck his cock. Which is just fine by me. I like pleasing him. He also pays nicely for it. He tells me his marriage is right out of the fairy tales, except for one minor detail, his wife won't suck his cock. She thinks it is wrong and refuses to even try it.

He told me once he went many years without it, until he got drunk one night at the bar, ended up meeting a girl who blew him in the back alley. He'd go out and look for women who would be willing to, but it started to become too hard to find someone willing to just suck his cock. Until he found the club, of course. Now I do the job and I'm happy to do so.

Jensen comes in, wearing that pearly white smile of his, his cock visibly hard through his trousers. I move to my knees, looking up at him with a devilish look, knowing what I'm going to do to him.

“I love when you greet me like that, Charlie,” undoing his trousers, he pulls out his cock.

“This I know, hence me doing it, darling. I aim to please.”

“Oh, you please so well.”

I wrap my mouth around the head of his cock, flicking my tongue against him, as I slowly work my way down his shaft, soaking him enough with saliva to give him a nice sleekness to work him with. His hands instantly find my hair, holding me in place, he softly begins to thrust into my mouth, taking me a little at a time, until he hits the back of my throat. Gagging softly, we work together, as I suck him.

My teeth graze along his shaft, which is long and thin, but the head of his cock is thick like a mushroom. Each time I reach his head, I let out a deep moan, his body jerks slightly each time, pulling a moan from him. He begins to fuck my mouth a little faster, taking control of the situation. My own excitement increasing, I reach down with one hand and begin to play with my clit. The wetness of my juices soak my fingers quickly. Thrumming gently I please us both.

“Oh fuck yes, baby, that's it. You know how I like it.”

With my free hand I gently massage his balls, feeling them tighten up from the pleasure. I know he is growing closer to orgasm and I begin to moan a little deeper, feeling him thicken in my mouth. I let my jaw slack a little, allowing him to fuck me a little faster now. My moans tickling, my teeth grazing, my soft tongue caressing, my lips slurping, he jerks and begins to come.

The ropes of come fill my mouth, I suck still, as I swallow, wanting to milk him dry. His breathing is heavy, whimpering slightly. I shiver and begin to come myself. Once I'm done, I offer him a taste and he does, sucking my fingers clean.

Jensen stays for only a short while afterwards. He is always worried about making me feel used, but knowing his wife blows up his phone, if he is gone too long. He tells me about his kids and how much their growing up so quickly. He kisses my forehead and leaves with a smile.

After he leaves, it makes me think of Scott. It reminds me in why I can't be with him. Though we were never officially together, we couldn't have been, even if I wanted. Not while living this kind of life style. I'm not willing to give it up, not yet. There are so many things I want to try and of course I can't deny it, the money is addicting too. I knew, and even know I could be happy with Scott, in a relationship sense, but my sexual appetite wouldn't be satisfied with just one partner.

He would talk about serious things. He was looking to settle down, get married, have a family. None of those things are things I want any time soon. I wasn't and isn't fair of me to ask him to wait on something he knows he wants. I even quit my job at the doctor's office, making enough working here for Grayson to live comfortably. I'm able to do so much more and not have to worry about anyone from the office possibly finding out. The scandal would be horrifying.

Scott was hurt because of the break up. I was honest and told him we're not looking for the same things in life right now. But he did not fight it, he understood, nor did he question what it is I actually wanted. Which I was grateful for. I hope that one day, if and when I'm ready, I find a man like Scott.

***

“Come on Charlie, do tell me what you want. I am dying to know,” Jane whines at me. She uses her little girl voice she does so well, when she wants something.

“Honestly, Jane, I really don't know. My whole fantasy is to do what I'm doing now. When I found the website to this place. I thought 'finally, I'll have it all.' And I do. You know?”

“Sure, I suppose that makes sense, but you don't have anything else you want to do. You're telling me in the less than year you've been here, you've done all you wanted?”

“Um, well no. There is one thing I have always wanted to try, but never been sure of doing.” I can feel the heat rise into my cheeks, the burn of a blush taking over me.

“Tell me! Tell me! I want to know!” Jane's voice rises loudly enough for a few heads to turn, staring at us.

“Shh! Jane, you're making people stare at us. You can get so hyper sometimes, I swear. But, I will tell you. I have always wondered what it would be like to be in the man's position. You know, I want to wear a strap on and fuck a man. It just isn't the same when you do it with a girl. Which I have done lots of times. That is a lot of fun, but the idea of having that kind of control over a man. Oh, it just makes me so horny.”

“When you put it that way, it does sound really hot! I've never done that either. Being the submissive type, I could never even begin to think of having that kind of control over a man. But that is what you need! You need a submissive male, who is open minded and is willing to let you do all of that. It sounds like a lot of fun. You should talk to Grayson!”

“Did I hear my name?” The humour in his voice, mixed with the silky darkness makes my skin shiver. I can't deny that Grayson is a man I could do a lot of naughty things with.

“Jane was just pestering me about what I would want to do, if I decided to do the annual thing. I finally figured it out and now she thinks I should go for it.”

“Let's hear it. I'm sure it is doable.”

“I have no doubt that it is. It really isn't that big of a deal. I just want to know what it is like to be in the man's position. The idea of a man submitting to me, me doing as I pleased with him. It turns me on just thinking about it.”

“You'd be surprised at how many men like that. But, I have this one in mind who would work well. Though he loves to be watched. You should do it in front of others, he loves to be dominated by women. What do you think?”

“I say sign me up, because that sounds really hot! I hope he'll be able to make it, since it is only two days away.”

“He always attends the annual party, he is a loyal client. Loves his sex, just as much as the rest of them.”

***

The next few days seem to run into one very long day. Many of the dolls are getting ready to be sent out, to do their one wish. A few people, including Susie seem to be in their glory, loving the setting up of each event. Susie is a clear leader, I'm surprised that Grayson hasn't asked her to work here like so many others on his staff, she would be a great fit.

Thinking of his staff, it makes me think of Heather.

The receptionist, that I've gotten to know in my time here. One of the clients has taken a real fancy to her. Though she isn't a doll, he has requested for his one wish, to have her. Grayson explained to him that she isn't a doll, that if she choose to be with him, it would be totally up to her.

I can't blame the lad, Heather is good looking, a total fox. When Ian (the client) approaches her about the idea of being with him, she blushes such a scarlet red I think she could set the whole place on fire. Though after a little convincing, she agrees. As long as he takes her on an actual date. She wants him to wine and dine her, not treat her like a doll. He gladly accepts.

With the rest of us all ready for the actual day, I feel my nerves getting the best of me. I ask a few of my friends their advice on having sex with a man using a strap-on. Edward is the most help, of course.

***

Edward and I are sitting together, watching as a group of men ravish Jane. It is something she has done a few times since joining the club, but she loves to be watched. Looking at her, she is very plain Jane. But when she lets her freak flag fly, she is a whole other person.

Right now she is on a make-shift table, her head hanging from one end, as a man, with a rather large cock, throat fucks her. On the other end, a man with far too much back hair, fucks her ass. A few others fondling and touching her, awaiting their turns to find a hole to fill. I have become much more into watching others being fucked, now that I'm always seeing someone being fucked. It really turns me on! How could it not, right?

“So, are you nervous?” Edward's voice is a hushed whisper, not wanting to take away from Jane's spot light.

“I wouldn't say nervous. Anxious, maybe. I'm excited, it isn't something I've done with a man before. You know? I want him to enjoy it and I hope I don't find it a turn off once I've started. How horrible would that be? Not to mention I'm doing it in front of a group of people. What a mess that would be.”

“You're over thinking it. It isn't like this is his first rodeo. Grayson said he's done it before, right?”

“Not with a virgin,” I say, with a smile.

“Stop Charlie girl. You've done it with women. It is the same thing, baby. I've had it done by both, let me tell you, it just feels amazing. You'll fuck that man into bliss. I'm a little jealous. Maybe I'll hire you.” He pulls me into a cuddle, stroking my hair.

“Maybe for your birthday, big boy. Calm yourself. I may suck.”

“We all know you suck, Charlie girl. Best sucker around.”

“Eat me!” I growl into his ear, before playfully smacking his arm.

“You wish, honey.”

An hour later, Grayson introduces me to Marcus, who is extremely handsome, but I can tell he is on the shy side. He is quiet and waits to be spoken to, but when he does speak he speaks with respect. It reminds me a lot of how Jane talks to her clients. A true submissive, maybe? Once the introductions are finished, I head upstairs. Now that I've talked to Edward and met Marcus, I feel a lot more relaxed. I have nothing to worry about. This will be fun and it is something I've wanted to do for a while.

Last night I went out and bought my own strap-on. The employee was helpful and really nice. She showed me all kinds of sizes and helped me find the perfect one for me and what I'm looking for. I went for a cock that is seven inches, with a nice width for size. The perk of this toy, is on the part that goes against my pussy, is a small vibrator. It's kind of like a bullet. This is the biggest reason I picked the toy. It t itillates me at the idea of using this on someone.

Now standing here with it strapped on me, with nothing else on but heels. I can't help but think I look hot as hell. The thrilling feeling of emotions coursing through my body have me on fire. Tying my belt to my robe, I head downstairs where I'm to preform for about a dozen or so people.

When I open the doors, Marcus is on his knees, already naked and waiting. The soft click of my heels make contact with the wooden floor, all eyes on me, but mine are locked on Marcus. Who looks at me with respect, full submission. The burning desire to fuck this man grows tenfold.

I let everything fall around us, it is only Marcus and I in the room. I want to give him my full attention, as if we're behind closed doors. This is for he and I, no one else.

I reach down and stroke his cheek, running my thumb over his lips. “Well don't you have a pretty mouth,” cooing at him, I smile gently. “Open for me.”

Marcus opens his mouth slowly, almost teasingly. I take a step forward more, before I slide the tip of my cock into his mouth, my fingers tangling in his hair. It already feels strangely good to me. Marcus closes his mouth around my cock and I begin to slowly thrust into his mouth. After a few strokes, I turn the vibrator part on low, it tickles against my clit, causing me to let out a long groan. Between the vibrations and the thrusting motion, I'm extraordinary turned on. My breathing has increased, my nipples rock hard, my pussy becoming wetter with each passing moment, goose bumps race over my flesh, the warmth in the room growing.

I'm gentle at first, allowing him to get used to my cock. But I want to do what men do, and I truly begin to fuck his mouth. He takes all of it, a true cock sucker. The gleam of his saliva on my cock shines against the light in the room. The slurping noise of how wet he has made my dick is heard loud and clear.

My fingers grip his hair tighter, my thrusting moves a little faster, which cause the bullet to bump on and off my clit, giving it such a teasingly delight. Not slowing down, I begin to come hard. My orgasm strong, my body shaking, as I try to remain on my feet. Marcus doesn't slow down either, even though I'm not filling his throat. He is as into it, as I am.

I turn my vibrator off and I help him stand once I finish, I grip his chin and pull him forward, kissing him deeply. Plunging my tongue into his mouth, I feel the whimper of his moan against my lips, tickling me slightly. The hardness of his cock pressing against my tummy. Reaching down with my other hand, I stroke him with a firm grip. He is dripping with pre-cum, clearly the excitement of sucking my fake cock turned him on as much as it did me.

“Did you like that, Marcus, do you enjoy sucking on my cock?”

“Oh yes, Miss Charlie. It is wonderful. You have a beautiful cock.”

Smiling, I pull him towards the oversized bed not far from us. When no events are going on, the bed is not here. It almost looks awkward, since we've used this room many times before for dances, and other parties. However, I wanted it as comfortable for both of us as possible. I push him down, so he is flat on his back, looking up at me, I move between his legs, as I grab the bottle of lube.

Squirting a fair amount into the palm of my hand, I massage it over his cock, working down towards his balls, until I reach his ass. Slicking him up, I gently push a single finger in, playing with him, exploring for the first time. The tightness around my finger, the cushiony feeling turns me on. Marcus looks at me with red hot lust, waiting, wanting, needing me to fuck him.

Making sure there is enough, I lube up my toy also, before I probe his hole with the tip of my cock, pressing gently into him. I watch it slowly entering him, his anal hole widening for me, taking me, watching his cock twitch with arousal. With just a little more than the head in, I pull out gently, working back in. I focus on all the times a man has ever fucked me for the first time, working their way in, taking it easy, allowing me to adjust to their size, I do the same for Marcus.

After a couple of strokes of the head, I begin to move in a little further. Marcus' groans out, pulling his legs up slightly allowing me to move in more, truly feeling like I'm in the man's position, watching him do all the things I've ever done when being fucked by a man.

“Do you want more, sweet darling?” I move down, dropping a kiss against his lips, asking in a hushed whisper.

“Oh God yes, please, Miss Charlie. I beg you, fuck me.”

With that, I sink down completely, filling his ass with the entire length of my toy. I grind a little, feeling it press against my own pussy, letting out a soft moan. I've yet to turn the vibrator part back on, but just this has me hot. I begin to stroke in and out of him, picking up the pace after a few moments. Marcus sighs out moans, with each inward movement, shaking in a yearning need for more.

He reaches up, cupping my breasts and pinches my nipples between his fingers. I reach down, flipping the switch to the vibrations on, I gasp out, moving a little faster now. His cock dripping pre-cum all over his belly, I grip his shaft in my hands, stroking him with each pounding thrust, I stroke him.

The faster I fuck him, the quicker my hand moves over his cock. Each time I slow down, I tug on him a little harder, his balls bouncing as I jerk him. The erotic sounds of our moans and the sounds of our bodies fill the air around us. The vibrations seemingly growing stronger as I near another orgasm. My heart skips a beat, catching in my throat as I cry out, fucking him faster as I tremble hard. I do my best not to slow down, jerking him still, as I thrust my hips, coming hard.

My walls clench, pulling tightly, grasping at what sound be a cock inside me. The trembling of the bullet beats against my clit still, leaving me in a ecstasy frenzy.

“I want you to come with me, Marcus. You will come hard, spraying your chest and stomach with your seed.” I demand of him, giving him long, deep strokes.

“Yes Ma'am. As you wish.”

The slickness of his pre-cum gives me enough give to stroke him quickly, fucking him with determination. I had no idea I'd like fucking a man like this, as much as I do, it was completely worth it and it isn't even over yet.

“Mmm, fuck, that's so good,” I tell him, moving quicker.

Our bodies colliding together as we fuck one another, needing and wanting to explode as one. I can feel the sensation rise inside me again, catching my heart beating faster once more. I use my free hand, rubbing the slit of his head with my thumb, causing him to throw his head back and growl a moan. The way he does rocks through me like a force field, urging me to pounding harder, until I begin to come, Marcus joining me seconds later.

I feel his cock stiffen in my hand, his seed spraying upwards and landing down on his chest and stomach, as I knew it would. My own orgasm coursing through me hard and strong. I collapse on top of him, feeling light headed, high on erotic drugs, I can't help but giggle slightly.

“Holy shit, I hope that was as good for you as it was for me,” I breath, lifting my hips slightly, as I move away from him, to sit up.

The people in the room clap and cheer, Edward being the loudest, to simply embarrass me. I blush deeply, wanting to hide my face.

“That was amazing for me. You sure you've never done that before?”

“Not with a guy!” I smile at him.

***

The rest of the evening goes without a hitch. Everyone who participated leaves happily. Which doesn't surprise me, because Grayson and the team put so much effort into everyone, dolls and clients alike. Susie is extremely happy to have helped with the events. She refuses any form of payment from Grayson, which seems to be a hard thing for him to agree on.

Edward tells me how wonderful of a job I did with Marcus, and is really going to look me up next time he fancies a good fucking by a girl. I tease him, telling him he can't afford me, but I know he can. I also know I'm not opposed from doing it again, it was a lot of fun.

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