Maggie's Blackmail Begins Ch. 8 (Patreon)

There I was, eye to eye with stripper Naomi, I honestly didn’t know if I was impressed that I could actually look kind of sexy or that I was about to cry that I could hit such rock bottom like this. I know I had urges, dark desires that I honestly thought I was never going to live out. Maybe I’d streak around town late at night hoping not to get caught, masturbate in the public jacuzzi with people around, give my boyfriend road-head once I got one, a boyfriend that is, and maybe even have sex in the backseat of his car. Stripper, never really crossed my list of fantasies to be honest.

Cheers came from outside the door as a naked woman came walking back into the dressing room hugging more money then I’d ever seen in with a huge smile on her face as she dumped it onto one of the tables and putting it all into nice little stacks, slapping another girls hand as it came close to her cash.

“Ok, next up, Amber!” a hot busty brunette dressed as a slutty naval girl made her way to the door.

John slapped her ass as she walked pass and instead of slapping him or looking angry, she gave him a big smile, “ouch,” she looked at him biting her lip, “thanks for the warmup boss.”

I couldn’t help giggling to myself at what I had just seen. But I guess that was just the type of place this was. Any other workplace that would be sexual harassment and he would have had a lawsuit, or at the very least a slap to the face, here I’m assuming it was only par for the course. As I was still watching Johnny through the reflection in the mirror, I saw that he noticed and his eyes met mine. I know I should have looked away, but for some reason, I just kept starring back. Maybe I was just seeing if I could stare him down and he would leave me alone, but I feel it made the opposite just happen as he began to walk over to me.

As he slowly bridged the gap between us, many of the girls walked pass him, brushing their hands over his chest, trying to gain his attention, one was even bold enough to run her hand over his crotch as she walked pass making me notice the large bulge in his pants. My eyes opened wide in shock only imagining how big it could be and before I knew it, he was standing behind me. I turned around nearly bumping face-first right into his chest.

“Sorry girly, thought you knew I was right behind you; I mean you were staring right at me weren’t you,” he looked down at me his eyes slowly moving up and down as it looked like he was scanning every inch of my body, “I even like the shoes, innocent, but maybe a little too innocent.”

He reached his hands forward untying the front of my shirt gaping it open showing the tiny bikini top underneath. I tried looking straight forward, trying not to react, but when I looked up, I could see him looking at my chest and licking his lips again.

“Nice young perky tits, but they aren’t pointy enough, guys want to see them pointy like an invitation to come suck on them,” he wrapped his huge hands around my chest, his thumbs over my nipples and began rubbing them slowly until he was satisfied.

“Thank, mmmm, you, mmmm, sir,” was all I managed to say, gasping between each word as he roughly rubbed my nipples.

He reached down for the bottom of the shirt, “don’t call me sir, we aren’t so formal around here,” he began tying the shirt together again, “call me Johnny, everyone does,” the way he tied it causing my breasts to bunch together more, making them look bigger and showing off more cleavage than I had before, “or I guess a little girl like you,” he got in real close bending over next to my ear, “can call me daddy.”

He backed off now face to face with me, I saw his hand reach under my skirt and I tried to close my legs together but his strong hand was already between them, “would you like that little girl,” his finger slipped under the small patch of fabric covering my pussy and he slipped his finger up my sensitive slit causing me to gasp and eyes to squint, “daddy would take real good care of you,” his finger coming back out and to his mouth, as he licked his pussy coated finger right in front of my face.

The music stopped again and more cheers louder than before came roaring from the club and caught John’s attention, he stood back up and called out, “Candace! You’re up! Then Chelsea after her and then our new girl Naomi! Tina, let’s settle up, shall we! My office! Now!”

He looked back down at me, seeing that I was now breathing hard, “maybe later,” was all he said as he walked off, Tina following behind him.

I sat back down feeling like all the energy had just drained out of my legs and all the blood out of my face. You know that overwhelming feeling you get when you know you’ve been caught and you were in huge trouble. That feeling like someone is reaching inside of you and grabbing your gut, your skin feels cold and you can feel your heart thumping, that’s exactly how I felt. The next dances felt like it went by in a blink and as the next dancer walked to the stage it hit me that I was next. That’s when Tina and John came walking back into the dressing room, both with huge smiles on their faces.

Tina walked up to me stumbling a bit as she did, causing her to fall to her knees in front of me, “are you ok girly, you look white as a ghost!”

“I’m, well, I’m,” the words wouldn’t come out of my mouth.

“It’s ok,” she put her hands on mine and held them tight, “we all got stage fright our first time, I threw up before my first dance,” her hand moved to my chin raising it so that I’d look her in the eyes, “just be you, forget about all the guys out there and just have fun your first time,” she smiles and nodded at me looking that I heard her, “if you are having fun, they will have fun and before you know it, it’ll be raining money.”

She reached around me giving me a warm, loving hug which made me feel so much better, and then she nuzzled her nose into my neck before standing up and walking away, leaving a whiff of something familiar as her face passed mine. Loud cheers came again, snapping me back to reality as the last dancer before me came skipping through the door. John walked to the door and looking back at me motioned for me to come to him. I got up on wobbly legs, put on my mask, and made my way over to John, thankful that Tina didn’t bring me heels or else I would have fallen on my face. 

John put a hand on my shoulder, “since you’re special, I’ll come on with you to introduce you and after I do, let the show begin.”

He put his hand on my bare back, stroking the exposed skin and walked me to the stage, the lights weren’t as bright as I thought they would be and I could see all the men out there watching me, I was still clothed and already felt so exposed, this wasn’t like anything I had experienced so far.

“One and all!” he yelled out to the audience causing them to cheer, “I would like to introduce you to some new…talent,” his fingers rubbing into the small of my back and traveling down to my butt, “the young! The innocent! Naomi Onacock!” he echoed and slapped my butt before walking back off of the stage as the music started.

The music was slow, almost gentle, not fast or dance worthy, it was for a slow, sensual strip. All I could think of was what Tina had taught me in John’s office as I awkwardly swayed my body to the music. I spun around running my hands from my exposed hips slowly up over my breasts looking from face to face in the audience as each guy was watching every move I made, one guy winking at me as I made my way pass him on the stage. I slowly undid the knot to my shirt letting it slip loose, but holding it closed to cover myself. I then slowly pulled it apart letting it fall off of my shoulders and down my arms to the stage.

“Look at the tits on her!” I heard a guy call out.

I brought my hands back up my chest and then let them move down over my body, over my hips as I bent down letting them make their way all the way down to my ankles, or at least as far as I could with my flexibility, I was a runner, not a cheerleader. Once down I reached to my side undoing the clip on the skirt, and like I had done with my shorts before, pulled it back and let it slip down my legs exposing my ass to the crowd behind me causing loud cheers as it hit the ground. I stepped out of my shoes and stood on the surprisingly warm stage with my socks.

“Come here sweetie, I got something for you,” a guy waved his hand down at the end of the walkway.

I strutted or at least in my head I did, the sexiest I could as I stood in front of him. He held out a bill and looked at me like I was a complete idiot. Oh, right I thought to myself, they put it in the thong. I slowly squatted to my knees and sat right in front of him.

“I’ll give you $100 for your socks.”

I began to remove them before he put his hand up, “no, to let me take them off,”

I looked at him confused, not sure if that was allowed or not, if people could touch the dancers, but since it seemed no one was protesting, I moved closer and sat on the edge of the stage, he threw the hundred dollar bill onto the stage as he bent over in front of me and began removing my left sock, his fingers trailing along my calf and under the bottom of my foot as he took it off, bringing the sock to his nose and sniffing it. He did the same with the right, this time with his face closer to my leg as he did and as he exposed the top of my foot he gave it a kiss and when he removed it he took my toes and sucked on them, running his tongue between my toes causing me to laugh and move back trying to get away. He let me go and then stood holding my socks up for all to see, like he had just won a prize, causing everyone to cheer and applaud.

I stood back up, looked around the room and untied the back of the tiny bikini, holding the strings, trying to keep the tiny bit of fabric on them taut against my nipples which were even harder and more sensitive then when John had played with them. I raised my hands up still holding the strings over my head exposing my nipples to everyone, holding them up so high that my chest was in full view of everyone. Slowly turning as to show off their prize, the view causing people to throw dollars onto the stage which actually made me feel good about myself.

I pulled the top completely off and threw it to the back of the stage and brought my hand to my breasts, cupping them, massaging them in front of everyone, bunching them together like I was offering them to everyone in the room. My nipples felt so good, so sensitive in my hands, although I couldn’t stop picturing John rubbing them in the dressing room, his big hands cupping my chest with ease and rubbing them with his fingers like he was playing me like a game controller. 

I didn’t even notice that I was rubbing my nipples with the tips of my fingers and biting my lip until someone yelled out, “not so innocent after all!”

I opened my eyes embarrassed, hoping the music was loud enough to drown out the chance that I may have moaned while stimulating my breasts. I looked up trying to play it off like I was just being a tease and brought my finger to my mouth and licked it. The money kept coming like I had won a game show. I made my way to the end of the stage, a circle with a pole in the center. I put my back up against the pole and lowered myself, squatting to the floor, leg’s spread, and looked straight ahead. To my surprise, the man sitting there was my Uber driver, holding a bunch of singles with his friends all around him.

“See didn’t I tell you!” I heard him yell to his friends, “I told you she’d be here and that she was freaking hot.”

I blushed, feeling like this guy who saw me when I was completely normal was now seeing the slutty side of me as well. I couldn’t help but look him in the eye as he watched me intently, his eyes roaming down my body until they landed between my legs. I knew what I had to do now, what I had to take off, but I felt hesitant, and yet I could feel myself getting wet. I put my hands to the strings on the sides holding them, his eyes moving back to mine.

He mouthed, “show me,” and smiled looking back down between my legs at my pussy, the pussy that had just taken a monstrous dildo fucking, that Tina teased with fingers, that John tasted before I got onto the stage.

My hands began pulling and I prepared myself for what was to come next as the tension got to the knot at the end and I knew that one last hard tug was going to expose me.

“Only sluts do things like this,” a voice in my head, “only sluts, squat, with their legs spread, about to show their wet, dirty, pussy in front of a complete stranger, a nice guy that gave you a ride here and treated you with respect,” I pulled hard and I’d like to say it came free, but the wetness caused it to stick to me and as I lifted my hands it slid slowly over my mound revealing my pussy. Men were watching intently in front of me and with my legs spread out as they were, didn’t realize how my pussy had been gaping open, open so wide that they could see the pink between my legs. I was naked, exposed, more exposed than just being naked, they could see inside of me.

I put my hands on my knees, my skin was on fire and more sensitive than ever before. Even just the touch of my finger tips on my knees sent shivers of pleasure up my body. My legs were getting weak in this position, my butt now on the floor, my legs bent, spread wide open, dollars flying all around me, I closed my eyes. My hands moving from my knees down, making me gasp as they touch my inner thighs, my soft, sensitive smooth thighs. I couldn’t help it, I couldn’t stop my hands, as they reached my pussy and spread my lips even further apart. I could feel myself leaking onto the stage like a faucet. I could hear movement as I could only assume people were moving to get a better view.

My hands moved up my stomach towards my breasts, causing my back to involuntarily arch the second my nipples were touched again; they were even more sensitive if that were at all possible. It was almost torture touching them, making them strain so hard I thought they were going to pop right off of my chest. My left hand decided to be more devious and continue kneading into my tits, rubbing and tweaking them as my right hand made its way down, knowing exactly what my body needed and began rubbing my clit. Circling around and rubbing over it until my fingers made their way inside of me, first one then two as I pulled them out and sucked on them then brought them right back down fingering me again, harder and faster than before.  Plunging in and out, hand painfully torturing my nipples, pinching and pulling on them.

“Oh god, oh my god,” I started moaning, finger fucking my pussy, eyes closed, feeling myself getting closer, “mmmm, yess, mmm, god that’s so good,” I could feel the wetness sloshing between my legs.

My toes began curling on the plastic floor, my back arching again, I brought my finger from my breasts up to my face as I began sucking on them imagining a cock in my mouth.

“Oh god, I’m cumming!”

I wasn’t sure how much time had passed after my earth-shattering orgasm, but once I came back to my senses I realized that the music wasn’t playing anymore in fact I didn’t even notice for how long it had stopped, the room had gone completely silent, the stage was covered in money and in front of me was my Uber driver with a giant grin on his face and his friends patting him on the back. I grabbed onto the pole to stand up and like a final awe-inspiring touchdown to win the game all the people in the club stood up and cheered. I was so embarrassed that I didn’t even bother picking up the money and quickly made my way back to the dressing room.

As I made my way to dressing room door, I heard the DJ on the microphone, “That was Naomi on a cock and what a dance everyone, you know girls their first time in here, they just lose control, and we love it!”

The loudest cheers of the night filled the club as I finally made it back into the dressing room.

“We just need a moment to clean up the stage, and our next dancer will be on soon, get some drinks at the bar, get some more singles if you already tossed your load on Naomi, and wait for some more great tits, ass, and pussy because the night is young and so are our dancers.”

When I entered the dressing room, I didn’t know what to expect, cheers, dirty looks, insults…slow clapping. Instead, no one even noticed I got back in, other dancers were still getting ready doing their makeup and hair, others were chatting, some checking their phones and one woman was actually reading a book and sipping some coffee. I took a seat, the adrenaline leaving my system causing my hands to shake. So, I closed my eyes trying to catch my breath as it felt like my heart was about to beat out of my chest. Eventually, I was able to calm myself down and clear my head, until John and Tina walked back in.

“Hey! There’s the new girl,” John said causing me to open my eyes and see him walking in with a big paper bag, “this is yours by the way.”

He handed me the bag and when I looked in it, it was full of cash, so much money it looked like someone had just robbed a bank or at least a very nice grocery store. I didn’t know what to say looking at it, thank you maybe, or I couldn’t possibly, I was too overwhelmed to speak words.

“Ok sweetie, now you have some interested people out there asking for some private dances,” Tina chimed in.

“Private dances, I don’t understand.”

“You saw the door with the curtain coming in right Hun?” Tina looked at me with hands on her hips, “People get some more, well, personal time with the girls they like and they give even more money for your time, and a group of guys has already offered a big sum to spend some time with your cute little booty.”

“Personal time?” I was still very confused, either from my ignorance or mind still coming around from the on stage orgasm overloaded.

“Just give them a little dance, a little strip, a little rub and make sure they’re happy,” John said smiling at me.

I had completely forgotten that I was still naked and closed my legs realizing exactly what he was looking at.

“I don’t know if I can do that, I don’t think this is right for me, maybe I should just go.”

John handed Tina a bottle and gave her a nod, “Talk to the girl Tina and get her ready, they’ll be in the booth in the far back waiting for her.”

Tina opened the bottle and handed it to me, “drink this, you’re just dehydrated and a little shocked over your first time, it’ll pass, I promise.”

Taking the bottle, I took a few sips a little too fast for my throats liking causing me to almost cough it back up. She was right though; I was starting to feel a little better. Tina handed me a bag that I didn’t notice was next to the chair and told me to put on what was inside and head to the door with the curtain once I was dressed. She walked out and left me with the bag in my arms. When I opened it up, I saw a green sleeveless shirt, green shorts and the underwear I had coming in, along with some socks and running shoes, it looked exactly like my school uniform when I was on the cross-country team, but figured that was just a coincidence and that some customers just liked the fitness type, which I was.

I got quickly dressed not wanting to keep Tina waiting, she had been really nice to me this whole time but I still remembered John warning me of not wanting to get on her bad side. At least it felt like I was wearing actual clothing again and to be honest it was really comfortable as well. I grabbed the water bottle drinking it as I made my way out into the club. I got a few cheers and claps walking through to where Tina was causing me to blush remembering the “show” that I had just put on for them. She clapped her hands in an attempt to show that I should pick up the pace and made into a jog to get to her faster, on the way one customer grabbed my ass, but I just ignored it, not wanting to stop and make Tina wait any longer.

When I finally made it to her and the curtain, I quickly finished off the rest of the bottle as she led me inside, I was half expecting it to be a dungeon but just saw a bunch of walls with twists and turns, closed curtains and big circular couches with a pole in the middle of each area. Tina grabbed my hand and let me all the way to the back to a closed curtain and gave me a little shove inside. To my surprise, it was my Uber driver along with 3 of his friends and this area didn’t have a pole, just a carpet in the middle.

“Thank god, I see you lost that stupid mask you were wearing before,” one of the guys said pointing at my face.

I touched my face and realized I wasn’t wearing it anymore. How long had I not been wearing it, where did it go, did everyone see my face? Before I could think about it anymore Tina gave me a hard shove through the curtain sending me flying forward into the arms and lap of Uber driver. His big muscular arms wrapped around me as he looked me in the eye, a look of intense lust and desire, and I could feel his long hard cock under me as I sat on his lap, twitching as my ass rubbed up against it.

I started feeling a little weird, I felt a calmness spread over me and my whole body began to feel warm, I didn’t know if it was me or just being so close to four large, strong, black men, in such a small area, “you smell really good,” I said biting my lip, not even thinking before I talked.

“Thank you, I’m Sam, by the way, these are the friends I told you about, he pointed back behind me from my left to right, that’s Jason, Eric, and Chris,” I looked around as they all gave little waves, not taking their eyes off of my body.

“Hi, I’m Maggie,” I said without hesitation.

“I thought your name was Naomi?” Jason responded.

“No, that’s just my stripper name, my real name is Maggie Hill,” my skin was starting to feel tingly and I could feel Sam stroking my exposed shoulder which felt so, incredibly, good.

“Awe, your last name is really not Onacock, I was hoping to see if it had some hidden meaning,” Chris looked playfully disappointed.

“Well I’m already, on a cock,” I wiggled my ass on Sam’s lap feeling his cock jump again and I leaned in close to nuzzle his neck with my nose, giving him small little kisses up his neck to the side of his jaw until I made my way to his ear, “I’m all yours,” I whispered in licking his ear lobe with the tip of my tongue.

“So how about you start by removing your clothes first,” Sam whispered back into my ear and then helping me up onto my feet.

Sam and his friends all sat back onto the couch, getting comfortable while I became the center of attention. I put my left foot up on the couch between Sam’s legs and bent over to untie my shoe. He decided to lend a hand by removing it from my foot and smelling it before dropping it on the ground in front of him. Taking my bare foot off of the couch I trailed the inside of his leg with my toes feeling his hard cock as I did and nudging his leg to try to make him spread his legs wider but with no luck. I did the same with my right shoe, untying it and letting Sam remove it, but instead of smelling it himself, he handed it to Eric who gave it a nice big whiff making him smile but kept it next to him on the couch instead of putting it on the floor.

I reached under my shirt and behind my back to undo my bra, pulling it out one armhole of my shirt and slipping it down my arm then reaching through the other doing the same and letting it slowly slip down under my shirt and to the floor. The feeling of the material was stimulating every inch of my skin as it made its way down. My skin felt so sensitive like it was being touched for the very first time. I turned around and bent over, my butt facing Sam slowly peeling the shorts off of my hips, moaning as my fingers grazed my skin.

“Aww, little girl panties, so cute,” I looked back to see Sam rubbing his cock through his jeans, biting my lip as I stared at it and he noticed.

I stood up strolled over to Jason, not taking my eyes off Sam’s hand and bent down with my hands on my knees and started rubbing my ass into his lap, feeling an equally satisfying bulge already hard in his pants and bit my lip. I leaned back, my back on his chest, his hot breath on my skin, I reached down to start lifting up my shirt pausing at it stopped over my bare breasts looking over at Eric and smiling as I could see him watching intently. I pulled it up over my head and off, leaving it on Jason’s head as I got down on my knees and crawled to Eric like an animal, the feeling of the shaggy carpet under me feeling like thousands of little fingers stroking my skin. I couldn’t help myself and lowered my chest letting my nipples and face rub across it, feeling so good. My skin had never felt like this before, I just wanted to be touched all over and it was driving me crazy.

My body was so warm, my mind felt so clear and my skin was more sensitive than ever, “here girl, my turn now,” Eric said like I was a little dog needing commands.

I crawled the rest of the way to him as he watched me and like a needy cat rubbed my cheek up his denim covered left leg and back down then doing the same on his right till I felt the bulge of his cock along his right inner thigh poking my cheek and making him gasp when I did. I wanted to make him gasp even louder and put my mouth on it, blowing hot air through his jeans and I swear I could already taste precum coming out of the head seeping through the fabric, giving him a little suck to guarantee the reaction I wanted. It felt and tasted so good and for some reason, I needed something in my mouth badly, something to suck. I didn’t even realize I was still sucking the head of his cock through his jeans till I felt his hand running through my hair, grabbing it and pulling me off of him. I looked back over to see Eric’s face and he was breathing really heavily. I licked my lips the sensation feeling so good as I felt my wet tongue run across my mouth.

I stood up once Eric let go of my hair and faced Sam once again, and with one swift motion I pushed my panties down and let them fall to the ground kicking them behind me, this wasn’t a tease anymore. I knew what I wanted and they all knew it too. I straddled Sam’s lap naked and put my arms around his neck, tits in face, his arms embracing me.

“Mmmm, yes, touch me, touch my skin, rub your hands all over me” I moaned holding him tighter pressing my chest against his face.

I could feel his lip trail across my tits, the smooth hardness of his teeth, taking my nipple into his mouth as he sucked and licked it, making me nearly gush from that feeling alone.

“Mmmmm, oh god, yes,” my hips bucked and my hands stroked his shaved head and I stood back off of his lap rather suddenly to everyone’s surprise.

Sam looked at me like he had done something wrong, but concern turned to shock when I bent over undoing his jeans and pulling his cock out in front of all of his friends and before I could let him protest, I quickly put his hard, long, thick, black cock into my mouth and sucked on it for all I was worth. Remembering the dildo, I had just sucked earlier today, I relaxed my jaw the best I could although it felt a little stiff, yawned, and slowly started shoving it as far down my throat as I could, looking up at Sam’s eyes while I did. To both of our surprises, my nose poked his stomach and his cock had disappeared out of view since it was now all inside of me.

“Holy shit, she took the whole thing!” one of the guys yelled out, not knowing who.

I slowly lifted my head back up grabbing the base of his cock, running my tongue along the bottom of it as it left my mouth, and as I finally got a good look at it, hard, standing up with my tiny pale white hand holding it. It wasn’t as big as the dildo Tina gave me, maybe a couple of inches smaller and a little less thick, but oh still so good. I kept stroking his hard shaft as I looked around to the other boys, “are you boys just going to watch, or join in.”

Sam leaned forward whispering, “what do you want us to do Maggie?”

“I want you all to ravage my slutty little body, fuck me in every hole and fill me up with all your cum.”

Those were all the words they needed to hear as they all stood up and started undressing around me. Shirts came flying off, the sounds of zippers pulled down, shoes kicked off, they were all at least a foot taller than me and their cocks all equally as impressive. Sam lifted me up by my waist like I was a doll till I was face to face with him and kissed me deeply, he wrapped his big left arm around me as I felt him reach down lining up his cock with my pussy and started to lower me onto it. The tip popped into me rather easily sending shocks of pleasure thousands of times more intense than ever before through my body. My whole body was going crazy, hot, sensitive, and I was feeling so thirsty.

“Your slut mouth took me so easily, let’s see what your slut pussy can do now,” Sam whispered again in my ear.

He had wrapped my arms around his neck, “hold on tight little girl,” and let go of my waist, my weight now lowering me onto his steel rod without mercy.

“Oh god, oh my god, it feels so, so good,” every inch sending waves and waves of pleasure through my body, my legs wrapped around his waist, not to stop it from going deeper but to help push me down harder.

When it hit the back of my pussy, I realized it wasn’t even fully in yet and I forced myself down harder on it, stretching to my limits and once I felt his pubic hair against my clit, it sent me over the edge as I came on his cock.

“I’m cumming, I screamed, burying my face into his chest,” I came from his cock just fully entering me, I didn’t know what came over me, but I didn’t care.

Sam lowered us both to the ground, with him on his back and me laying on top of him, his cock still inside, it wasn’t long before someone got behind me and started to press their cock to my asshole, which was well lubricated from all the juices leaking out of my pussy. Once it entered, the next orgasm exploded causing my back to arch, my eyes to practically roll back into my head and my pussy to spasm on Sam’s cock.

“I think the little bitch is cumming again,” Sam laughed from under me.

The cock behind me filled my ass completely, pushing in deeper than anything had ever before, “oh my god!”

Sam clamped his hand over my mouth to stop me from screaming and made a motion with his other hand causing one of the guys to come over, who grabbed me by the hair and led his cock in my mouth, gagging me with it before anything else could come out, pushing its way down my throat. I felt like I was in some kind of sex torture trap as all three cocks started to push their way fully into me. I saw Jason stand next to me and felt him take my right hand bringing it up to wrap around his cock. Then the brutal sex machine I was now in the middle of started, like an engine being turned on, the pistons began to pump. Each cock one after another began pulling out then shoving back in. Sam’s cock entering and exiting as he moved his hips up and down, the cock behind me pulling back and forth fucking my ass and the third in my mouth destroying my throat. I felt bad for Jason unable to focus on jacking off his cock but felt his hand on mine as he motioned it back and forth, using it like a masturbation toy.

I felt like I was in a never-ending orgasm, not multiple, just one orgasm that wouldn’t stop and kept going as each cock pushed and pulled out of my body for god knows how long. Riding, banging, thrusting, Sam was the first to cum as his hot seed shot into me, sending me even deeper into ecstasy. I felt myself being lifted up, Sam’s cock leaving me and cum dripping out as I felt Jason move to get under me and lowering me onto his hard shaft, which felt even thicker, making me shake as I bottomed out on his cock.

My moaning must have been too much for whoever was in my mouth because I felt the veins start to pulse and his shaft start to throb as he started to cum down my throat straight into my stomach, pumping me with hot cum over and over again. I sucked as hard as I could trying to drain every last drop out, but he pulled it out of my mouth with a pop and as the head came out, he shot his final load on my face causing everyone to laugh, the taste of his cum, salty and bitter on my tongue dripping on my lips and chin. 

Sam bent over next to me whispering in my ear, “do you like it?”

“I love it.”

“What do you love?”

“I love these big hard black cocks fucking me, I love the taste of cum in my mouth, I love the feeling of your seed deep inside of me.”

“What are you Maggie Hill,” Sam said nibbling on my ear, driving me crazy with lust.

“I’m, mmm, a, mmmm, slut,” I said the cocks thrusting in me even harder than before.

“What are you, I couldn’t hear over your moaning?”

“I’m a dirty, cum craving, slut and I want you to fuck me more.”

That’s when I felt the two cocks left in me began to throb and knew what was coming and I didn’t know if I could handle what was about to happen next, they both were going to fill me at the same time. The image in my head was just too much for my mind to handle and like a new level of orgasm, I exploded along with them as they filled my pussy and ass with hot sticky sperm just as the curtain flew open and Tina stood there, her face turning from a smile to a look of shock and disgust. She grabbed me by the arm and pulled me to my feet, the two cocks that were inside me ripped out of my holes and I was dragged out to the main area, naked, looking like a complete whore as cum dripped from my face, pussy, and ass.

“What a slut!” someone yelled as we walked by.

“What’s on her face?” another person said.

“New services in the private room?” another guy laughed.

“Looks like someone sprung a leak!” the comment making me blush as I realized people could see the loads dripping off and out of me.

Tina pulled me into the dressing room and threw me against the makeup counter, she tossed the paper bag at me that hit me and fell to the floor.

“Get your fucking things and leave, we don’t do shit like that here, you can strip, you can fuck your slutty pussy with whatever crap you bring in here, but you do not fuck customers, if you do, they’ll expect us all too.”

A circle of women started gathering around me to either show their signs of disapproval or just to see what was going on. Most looked shocked or surprised to see the cum still on my face still fresh enough to look wet rather than dry and leaking out from between my legs down my thighs as well.

“Your clothes are in the bag, now get dressed and get the fuck out before I throw you out naked.”

I reached into the bag and remembered my underwear wasn’t in there, it was still in the private room, “my underwear is back in the.”

Before I could finish Tina raised a finger, waving it in the air as she started scolding me more, “I don’t give a fuck about your damn little girl underwear, you have 1 minute and then I’m throwing your little whore ass out on the street.”

I put on my shirt, fumbling with it as it was inside out and I was too scared for my hands to work right. I got my shorts barely on my hips when Tina grabbed the bag and pulled me out to the club floor, my shorts falling to my thighs, giving everyone in the club one last good look at my ass and pussy on the way out. The door flung open; it was raining outside as Tina pushed me out the door and into the parking lot pass a group of men coming in. I quickly pulled up my shorts, closing the button and zipping the zipper, while getting wet from the rain.

“If I ever see you in here again, I swear to god, you will regret it.”

I turned around holding the bag over my head to maybe protect me from the rain, trying to clear my head and think of what I was going to do to get home now. Derek hadn’t said anything about how I was getting home. That’s when Sam and his friends came walking out of the club and saw me.

“Come on, we’ll give you a ride.”

Words that I didn’t realize I was probably going to regret.