Big City Quest Pt 03

5

After a wonderful, fun afternoon lazing in the park, we dine at an exclusive restaurant.

Returning to the penthouse I find my new clothes have been delivered, Rachel is helping me unbox and hang them.

{'This newfound city life is getting easier to like.'}

"I've not been able to stop thinking about sex." I turn to Rachel after twirling with a really sexy lace body suit.

"Something has awakened; an escalating lust; I can't get enough; I know it's only been a couple days, but such wild, unique encounters have hyper activated my libido."

I flop back on the bed, my arms out, staring at the ceiling.

"I'm searching porn sites, ogling everyone, fantasizing various sex scenarios; I'm incessantly horny." I sit up, peer at Rachel, suspiciously.

"You didn't seduce me; you bewitched me, did you cast some spell over me, are you a sorceress, a witch Rachel?"

She sits beside me on the bed.

"Oh, naive Kansas girl; Bridgette." She brushes the hair from my face, putting it behind my ear, her thumb lingers on my cheek, her fingers on my neck, those sultry blue eyes, a genuine warm smile.

"No, I'm not a witch." She chuckles, putting her arm around my shoulders. Holding my chin she gives me a gentle kiss on the lips.

"Most girls test the water by dipping their toes, you know, high school kids, hands exploring in the back seat. Sometimes getting involved in what, to a child, seems like a serious relationship, and a little sex happens."

She kisses me tenderly on the lips, her delicate fingers graze across my cheek to my earlobe.

"Bridgette, you skipped the testing the water part, the early learning process, you dabbled a bit in college; sure, but you didn't get any experience. Unbeknownst to me, you were nearly a virgin, I guess I dropped you in the deep end, a sink or swim scenario. This extreme exposure needs time to simmer, you need time to adjust; meantime, enjoy the journey. I didn't cast a spell."

She kisses me, passionately, intimately, my arm went around her, we fell back on the bed, continuing our tongue waltz.

{My gawd; I want her between my legs, why does she tease me so?}

"I gradually waded into the pool, to where I'm comfortable with many genres of sex activities; with multiple partners."

She tenderly roamed her fingers to my boob.

"It appears you've chosen to swim, you're a natural. Bridgette, pace yourself, enjoy the journey. This insatiable desire will likely diminish, or balance out, plateau so to speak. Your newfound lust, can be assimilated to a young child being introduced to candy or ice cream, then getting Gramma's permission to buy whatever you want, and she hands you her credit card."

She sits up, steps off the bed.

{'Damn, I thought this was going to be our coupling, she did it again, built me to the brink, and stops.'}

"I need more to satiate my raging libido. Yes, Rachel, I want more; please show me more." I sit up, grasp her fingers, hoping, wishing she'll fuck me.

She raises her eyebrows looks at me with a mischievous grin. Walks back to the bed, holds both my shoulders.

"You should cum." She accentuates the 'cum.'

My heart beats faster, I gaze at her.

{Yes, she's going to push me back on the bed and do me.'}

I part my legs waiting for her to dive.

Then she speaks very slowly.

"Cum... to... the... party; you're in the big city Bridgette. spread your wings." Rachel chuckles.

"Or, in this case, spread your legs, tee hee. It's orgy night, bet you'll get more than enough desired satisfaction there."

"You'll be the center of attention, fresh meat, so to speak, you'll get your fill. Yes pun intended." She giggled

{'I am very horny, everything she's introduced me to so far has been mind blowing; what the hell, sure.'}

"Ok, let's go."

Rachel embraces me gives me a tight hug and we kiss passionately.

"Awesome, let's find something really risqué for you; something to make a provocative statement upon your entrance."

She convinces me to wear a large man's black suitcoat, and a red tie, nothing else. We debated on a garter and fishnets, or not; we decided less is more. Sexy enough without and who needs something else to be removed.

Rachel is going in an open crotch, shiny blue, satin teddy, dark silk stockings, a red garter, with a full-length red lace wrap.

As we step off the elevator, the air is strong with the aroma of marijuana, a slight haze.

"There will be other drugs available, a few in the group use them, it's acceptable, no one judges them; please say no, or I will need to ask you to move out."

Rachel slides her hand under the suitcoat, momentarily resting on my stomach, then slides to my hip, we share a sensuous kiss, her fingers caress up squeezes my boob, getting both our nipples hard before pressing the doorbell. We enter arm in arm, a sexy, seductive couple.

I get a surge of excitement as all eyes peruse us.

"Everyone; this is Bridgette, she's a fresh farmgirl from Kansas, newly hired lawyer to our city, currently living with me."

We begin the traditional round of introductions. First couple, totally nude. Darcy, tall, dark hair, handsome, well-groomed, muscular, dad bod, endowed with a 7-8" flaccid phallus, manscaped. His wife Sarah, barely 5-foot, short red hair, voluptuous figure; slightly bigger boobs than one would expect for her tiny frame. The carpet matches the drapes, a seductive, provocative, neatly trimmed, heart shaped, crimson pubes. Sarah radiates a frolicsome, perky, fun-loving vibe. The type of person everyone wants to hang with. She opens her arms and with a sparkle in her green eyes.

"Welcome Bridgette."

As we hug, she whispers.

"Wow, you really turn me on; so sexy, stunning. My hearts pounding, my pussy is quivering, my mind is racing with so many thoughts of things I imagine us doing together." She kisses me lightly on the lips; her tiny fingers slip inside the coat, explore my very aroused boobs, ever so gently twisting my nipples.

"Thank-you, mmm, that sounds exciting, I look forward to it also, your gorgeous."

She pinches a taut nub, and winks, another peck on the lips. Darcy gives me a simple hug; he kisses my neck; his hands cup my bum, and he whispers.

"Love your ass, hope I fit." He slides his finger to my star and wiggles it as he steps back and winks.

{Oh, my gawd, that was arousing, but he'll rip me open.'}

Next was Bernie and Gloria, both 30ish blondes, both wearing white togas, not revealing their body types. Then Grant and Rhonda, wearing local hockey jerseys. Rhonda aggressively fingers Rachel's pussy as they hug, whispering something, Rachel nods, grasping Grant's dick, they hug. I get a tight hug and warm greeting from them, Rhonda's fingers check my labia rather briefly, I'm wet, she makes an issue of smelling her finger before sensuously licking it, wiggling her eyebrows in an appreciative manner.

Vibrant, boisterous redhead Linda, topless, massive mammaries, carrying a bottle of tequila wandering around in a black thong. Requesting everyone suck up tequila as she dribbles it down her voluptuous teats. Her husband Devon, in a muscle shirt and sweatpants; short, muscular, quiet, looking shy, sitting alone, nursing a drink on the end of the sofa, lifts his drink, when introduced.

Emmet (Bear) Molly's husband, 6'2' 240 lb. an imposing massive structure. Scraggly, uncombed, brown hair, full, untrimmed beard, unbuttoned shirt, showing full coverage of brown hair; obvious why he's called bear.

He grabs me, wraps his muscular large arms around me, squeezing tightly. Lifting me off the floor, like I'm his long-lost daughter returning home, spins me before letting my feet back to the floor.

"Roooaaarrr, you look like 'Goldilocks' poppa bear's gonna eat you up, nyum, nyum." He laughs.

Wow, I've never felt such power, and yet he gives me the impression he's a softy, a mushy teddy bear.

"Gorgeous girl, my coat looks way better on you, than it ever did on me." His large fingers undo the button.

"But I'm sure everyone will agree you look much better without it." He pushes it off my shoulders, letting it fall to the floor.

"Wow, Bridgette, what a bodacious bod." He gives me an excited once over.

He begins inspecting me, his calloused working man's hands gingerly examine my breast's. The rough skin of his hands is titillating, arousing, as expected he's very gentle; slowly exploring my entire body, his beard tickles as he nibbles my neck and ear.

I'm frozen, entranced, unable to move, his fingertips have me quivering, I was horny as fuck before arriving, the sexy, bodies, the anticipation of wild sex; this huge wooly animal inspecting me; I'm covered with goosebumps, tingling, it's so different from Liyang's massage, but the effect is identical; I'm nearing an orgasm.

{'Oh, finger me, let me feel those huge fingers in my cunt.'}

"You smell terrific." He scoops me up like a rag doll, walks over placing me on the arm of the sofa.

{'I expect he's about to hold my legs and ram his cock into me.'}

I'm on the arm of the sofa watching him remove his clothes; his body is covered in brown fur. His cock isn't yet fully hard, but it's at least 7" maybe 8", his arms go under my thighs, his bulky hands in my armpits, effortlessly lifts me to his face, my legs fall over his shoulders, his beard tickles my thighs as his tongue runs up my slit.

I moan loudly as his oral talent and raw power is extremely exhilarating. I am rapidly approaching a sensational climax. My fingers clutch his hair, my hips squirm to his face. I'm going to have a climax, the first of many, I am sure. My thighs tighten around his ears.

"Easy there, lassie, pace yourself." He lifts me off and stands me beside the couch; turns me to face Devon.

{'Geezus, I was right there, so close. Damn.'}

Devon sits forward and cups my boobs, his tongue lingers on my nipple, flicks my erect tip, swirls around the perimeter, as he tenderly fondles the other.

Molly lays on the sofa, behind him, places small amounts of white powder on each nipple and around her belly button. I watch as Bernie and Gloria drop their togas, as if this was the signal they were waiting for, they snort from her tits. Grant was next, he removes the powder from her belly.

Bears burly fingers squeeze my buns, the rough thumbs separate my cheeks, his fuzzy face buries in my butt, his tongue rimming me.

Cute little Sarah straddles Molly and they begin a noisy slurping 69. I look around for Rachel, I don't see her.

Gloria kneels in front of me and separates my legs; her tongue, tantalizingly licks up my inner thigh, nearly touching Bear's then sucks my soft labia lips into her mouth.

Bernie arrives, helping Devon suckling and fondling my tits.

{MY gawd these combined sensations; I'm not going to be able to prolong this, its extraordinarily stimulating, and I was already close with bears tongue in my cunt.'}

I look around, trying to think of a way to prolong the inevitable orgasm. I spot Grant ramming Rachel's ass while she's 69ing Rhonda. That's not helping, it promotes the intensity.

Bernie leaves my tits; kneels behind and plunges into Sarah's cute bottom. Bear probes my butt with a massive finger. That did it, the atmosphere, the aroma of sex, the pornographic action surrounding me, I can't hold off; I relinquish my first orgasm; with a deep exhaling sigh.

Gloria is deepthroating Devon, and Bear's powerful hand squeezes my boobs. He turns me, grabbing my tie, pulls me to him and makes me kneel.

{'Everything from these last couple days has affected me; I'm craving sex. I'm salacious, ruttish, lust driven, I've lost all inhibitions. My libido has shifted from overdrive into hyperdrive.'}

I greedily engulf his limp member, I've never done this before, this is the first cock in my mouth; but it seems natural.

{'I've watched enough porn; I can do this.'}

My fingers wrap around and assist in the tugging motion of my mouth, my other hand cups, lightly squeezes, teases his balls. He promptly enlarges, a decent 8" firm cock with ample girth and a bulbous head. His coarse curly pubic hair tickles my face as I attempt to deepthroat him.

He places his hands in my armpits and picks me up. With his arms above his head, he lightly bites my nipple.

"Guide me in, sweetie." He lowers me, I use my right fingers on his dickhead, he easily slides in, I wrap my legs around his torso. He bounces me, walks around the room. One arm easily holds me, his digits separate my bum cheeks, tease my anus he lubes my rectum with pussy juice, and I believe it's his middle finger that invades my arse. A few twists and wiggles and a second large finger enters my ass, stretching my virgin canal. Another wave of ecstasy washes over me as a 3rd finger attempts injecting into my backside.

"Arrghhh,, uuhhh, uuuhh." I groan, another climax, burying my face into the nape of his neck.

"She's ready Devon," Devon presses against my back, I feel pressure on my anus, knowing it's Devon's dick; I shudder, anxious as to whether it will hurt.

"Easy baby girl, relax, you're ready; it'll fit fine, you'll love it." Bear's comforting voice, like he knows what I'm thinking. I do relax, snuggle into Bears fuzzy neck, trusting him.

{'Yes, a fucking I've fantasized about, but only experienced with cucumbers on the farm.}

Devon pops his knob past the sphincter; he allows me time to adjust, before he unhurriedly presses deeper, his arms around me, holding my boobs. I tremble with another tiny orgasm.

{'Oh, my gawd I'm so full, this is great, this is going to be so spectacular.'}

They both wait as my muscles adjust. My body is quivering, I'm on the cusp of a mind-blowing experience, my climax is on pause, my nerve endings on high alert, anticipating the sensory pleasures I'm about to receive. Devon squishes me tight against Bear's furry body.

"My gawwwd, I'm so full, I'm in heaven." I coo softly kissing Bear's neck my arms tighten around him.

They begin a slow rhythm, fucking my bottom from both sides. It's thrilling, exhilarating, intoxicating. My entire body is tingling with sensational pleasure; my breathing changes, my heart beats faster, my mind racing, struggling to maintain rational thinking. I feel my tits being twisted and my clit pinched. Their cocks increase tempo, no longer in rhythm, each plunging greedily, seeking their own gratification. My ass cheeks clinch, my body stiffens; I'm trembling, twitching from the intensity of the debaucherous double fornication.

"OOOHHHH FUUUUUUUUUUCK, SOOOOO GUUUUUUUUD." I shiver and convulse another vehement orgasm.

"UUHHHHHHHNNGGG, UUUHHHHNNNGG," they continue to pursue their own climaxes; Devon's first, his jerking sends me into another frenzied shiver.

"Mmnuuhhhnng, uuuunnnnnnnnghhh." I lose recollection after that. When I regain my consciousness, Bear is lying beside me, in the middle of the floor. Molly is cleaning her hubby's sperm from my cunny; Grant is sucking a nipple.

Over the next hour or so, everyone in the room lays with me, some fucking me, some eating.

The most memorable, is little Sarah tribbing me, scissoring me furiously, mashing our clits against making squishing noises, our clits rubbing each other until we both climax. I'm confident everyone in attendance had at least one go with me. I know Bear had more than two. Darcy did fit in my ass, in a doggy style fuck.

However, I don't recall Rachel having a turn with me.

My body's telling me I had a four-hour orgasm; I'm weak. Bear and Rachel assist me home, sticky sperm not just in all my orifices, on my boobs, face, in my hair, and several other parts of my anatomy. I struggle to stand in the shower, weak kneed, tired, totally fucked, I didn't dry off very well as I shuffle to my bed, collapsing, satiated from the sexual binge. Rachel's there she tucks me in.

"See you tomorrow." A tender, intimate kiss, complete with a cheek rub and a wink.