Anna is used by six forum members in a hotel room.
ChocolateyGoodness: Great news for Anna's friends and fans. You've seen her beautiful body and watched her fuck. Have you fantasised that it was your cock and not her husband's plunging into her wet pussy? Now's your chance to have her for real. Anna and I have Skyped and I am delighted to reveal that this hot slut has agreed to take on six of us in a hotel next month. Would you like to take part in this exciting event? PM me your location, age and sexual preferences and I will select the combination of men I think will make for the best show. You need to be able to get to the Midlands on the afternoon/evening of the 23rd. The judge's decision is his alone and is final. If you don't like the terms, don't apply. By agreeing to take part you also agree that photos and video of you (masked so you cannot be identified) fucking Anna will be posted on this thread. Applications must be submitted by midnight (GMT) tomorrow.
Half an hour after posting, Raf PMed Anna: "Already received 243 applications, babe. It's going to take a while to trawl through these. Some guys are saying they will fly in from Germany and the Netherlands!"
During the week that followed, Anna received numerous PMs featuring body shots of men of all shapes, sizes and races, begging her to choose them. She forwarded them all to Raf who sent a template response saying further canvassing would result in instant disqualification. Anna barely glanced at them. All she could think about was finally meeting and fucking Raf in the flesh.
Elliott was home for several days while Raf was deliberating over applications. She persuaded him to cuff her hands behind her back, blindfold her and then film her sucking his cock and balls. After he came in her mouth she opened wide for the camera, displaying a mouth full of semen, before swallowing it all down and then opening her empty mouth again for inspection. This video found its way onto the forum before he had even gone away with the caption, "Whose spunk will be filling my belly next month?" The only sure answer, Anna thought as she typed, was Raf's.
ChocolateyGoodness: I have reached a decision. The winners, who will be joining Anna and me in a hotel room next month, are : Dirtyoldman, TItMan77, Pussylicker, Pheremonal and NorthCountryBoy. Congratulations, guys. Further instructions are on their way to your inbox.
The instructions consisted of directions to the hotel and access arrangements, time of arrival, reminders about use of photographic equipment and the final statement: "Pretty much anything goes, but ChocolateyGoodness is ringmaster. If he tells you to do something, you do it, and nobody fucks her arse before he has had it."
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Anna checked in to the hotel suite at 1pm. She was more nervous and more excited than at any time in her life.
Today she would be used by six strangers who already knew her name and every inch of her body and had watched her submit to half a dozen orgasms. Other than Raf, she knew neither what they looked like nor anything about them. In the preceding days she had received from five of them lengthy, graphic messages describing how they planned to fuck her. The sixth, and the one who mattered, had Skyped with her once, fully clothed in a work suit while she, on his instructions, knelt naked on a hardwood floor, forbidden to touch herself. He had brought her to a drooling, shuddering orgasm simply by instructing her on what she should do on arrival.
"After you check into the hotel room you will go to the bathroom, pee and administer an anal douche. You will shower very thoroughly, use the antiperspirant, body lotion and perfume supplied and apply your own make up. Smoky eye, glossy red lip. Laid out on the bed you will find the clothes you are to put on: strapless half cup bra, crotchless knickers, lace top hold ups and shoes. Once these are on you will tie the black satin blindfold around your eyes, position yourself on the bed and wait for me. If you do not do exactly as I say I will not touch you."
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Anna could imagine no worse fate and on the afternoon of the 23rd, terrified of making a mistake, followed his instructions to the letter. She arranged herself in a pretty sprawl on the bed and listened, trembling, for his arrival.
Around fifteen minutes later, highly attuned to the slightest sound, she almost jumped out of her skin as she heard the soft click of the hotel room door opening. Her pussy moistened instantly and her hands flew to her blindfold. "Don't touch it!" Raf's familiar voice snapped. She heard the soles of his shoes slapping the floor as he approached the bed. He leaned over her - she felt his breath against her face - and snapped metal cuffs around each wrist. Pulling and crying out softly, she discovered she had been handcuffed to the bedhead.
"Your body is even more beautiful in the flesh," he said in her ear.
The bed creaked slightly as he knelt between her legs. He lifted her upper body and reached behind her to unclip the strapless bra she wore. She could feel the fabric of his suit trousers brushing her thighs as he leaned over her and blew on her nipples. Her goose-bumped flesh rippled as a shudder ran through her, and her nipples puckered. He groaned very softly and licked her cheek with the flat of his tongue. Then he took her face in his hands and kissed her, long and sensuous, his tongue pushing between her lips and exploring the soft flesh inside her mouth. She murmured and wriggled, wrapping her long legs around him.
"Guys!" he said, and hands prised her legs apart and he was gone.
Bewildered, she whipped her head from side to side but could see nothing through the dense black fabric. She whimpered, "Raf?" but he didn't reply.
Her legs were being held apart. A mouth was sucking on each of her hard nipples. She heard the snap of camera shutters and tried to visualise how she must look: naked and cuffed, different men holding each ankle, two more latched onto her breasts. She trembled in arousal and felt juices begin to ooze from her pussy as a tongue lightly touched her tingling clitoris. She cried out in ecstasy and a mouth closed on hers, stifling her cry. It was simply indescribable. The loss of vision heightened all her other senses and she came, bucking and thrashing, her ankles pulling against the hands holding them. The mouth on hers withdrew and the blindfold was pulled from her eyes. Raf, still fully clothed, stood over her while five other men manipulated her body with hands or tongues. He smiled at her and she smiled back. She was just thinking, not for the first time, how fucking gorgeous he was when he spoke, his words an echo of her thoughts.
"She is fucking gorgeous, isn't she? I know this is the first time you've seen her unmasked. Her face is even more beautiful than her body, right?"
There were murmurs of assent from the men surrounding her, as mouths released her nipples and clit and they all stared at her.
"Take as many photos and videos as you wish. You can keep them and show them to friends, but remember when sharing to the forum or forwarding on you must block out her eyes so she can't be easily identified.
"Anna, let me introduce you. On your left breast, TitMan77. Holding your left ankle, Dirtyoldman. Pussylicker, naturally, made a beeline for your clitoris. Your right ankle is being ably supported by NorthCountryBoy and last but not least, Pheremonal has been sucking your right nipple."
Anna looked round at the men. She couldn't help giggling at the sight. Raf had supplied them all with Batman masks so - while leaving their eyes and mouths uncovered - their identities too would be obscured on camera without the need for additional picture editing. It was a necessary precaution since all but the youngest (NorthCountryBoy, who she knew was only nineteen) were married or cohabiting, but it made for a comical tableau: five naked superheroes with jutting erections.
Once she'd got past her giggles, it was also intensely erotic not being able to see the faces of the men who would be fucking her while they could see hers. She could encounter them on the street at any time in the future and while they would recognise her she would have absolutely no idea that they had had her.
From their skin and physiques she judged that there was a good range of ages. Raf was apparently the only other who, at 29, was younger than she herself. The oldest was the aptly-named Dirtyoldman, who must have been pushing 70. She wondered how many times they would each cum inside her or over her before morning and her abdomen churned in anticipation.
"OK, boys. Introductions complete. As you were."
"Thanks, CG," Dirtyoldman said. "Can you uncuff her now?"
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The events of the evening unfolded in real time in photographic form on the "Ask Anna Anything" thread.
