Introduction:

Ted and I are going to have sex in this booth. You two girls are going to join us. People are goiing to watch us on the other side of that glass panel.

The Fourth Date

I went to Jill’s house the next day. It was early afternoon, a Sunday. The previous night’s threesome very much on my mind; I hope she didn’t have any more gay activity planned for me. Jill let me in and we went to her basement. I retrieved some soft drinks from the other room, the refrigerator in a jail cell. A jail cell, you ask? This part of the story is absolutely true. What it was doing there I have no idea; it was there when her parents bought the house. Holding two soft drinks in my hand, I turned to find Jill closing and locking the cell door. “What’s the joke. Come on, let me out.”

“Oh, I’ll let you out, but first you have to do something for me, and my friends.” She sent a quick text and immediately I heard the side door open and the clomping of shoes on the stairwell. Two women came into the room. “Ted, meet Jenn and Sally, good friends of mine.” I nodded suspiciously to them. “Girls, a few week ago, Ted stripped me in front of the bay window upstairs, exposing me to the world at large. He said two teenagers had walked by and seen me naked. Now I plan of returning the favor.” Oh great, I thought to myself. “Ted, in order for you to be freed of this cage you have to strip naked in front of us three women. So, do it now.” I asked her if she was sure she wanted me to do this demeaning act. “Positive, and I mean it. You’re not getting out until you do as I say.”

What choice did I have? Wait them out? Jill would keep me in here all damn day, of that I had little doubt. Her insatiable sexual appetite demanded it. So what the hell. I stripped down to my underwear, and turned my back on them and lowered them. My butt was exposed. I heard giggling from all of them. I turned slowly around and dropped my undershorts and stepped out of them. Jill looked triumphant. “Now,” she said, “give me your clothes.” I handed over my clothing through the bars. I felt so exposed, but I refused to cover up.

“Now, step closer to the bars. Come on, press your chest and belly to the bars.” I did as she asked, to end this humiliation as soon as possible. “Okay, girls, feel him up. Make him hard.” Jenn and Sally approached and began touching me all over, finally concentrating on my cock and balls and butt. I couldn’t help but to get hard though I certainly didn’t want to. But as is the way with the male organ, I was soon fully erect. “Take turns jacking him off. Each take a turn of twenty strokes each. I have a free restaurant lunch for whoever makes him come.”

The two girls alternately jacked my cock. I couldn’t help it; I began humping to their administrations. “Feel his lower back, where his butt crack starts. He always starts to sweat there right before he comes.” Talk about knowing every detail of my body. It was then that I saw Jill was filming them work my cock. About ten humiliating minutes later, Jenn was jacking me when I pronounced my impending orgasm. She giggled and stepped to the side so my seed didn’t soil her clothing. Then I came, with a loud moan. They watched my cock spit my cum out on the floor.
When they let me out, they all gave me a hug and a kiss on the cheek. To say I was embarrassed was a gross understatement. Jill hugged me and gave me my clothes. They watched me dress. “Okay, out to the car. We’ll be late.” The girls marched up the steps as I looked questioningly at Jill. “We’re going downtown to a great family pizza place. I’m starved; haven’t eaten yet today.” I shrugged. “You’re not mad at me are you?” her big puppy dog brown eyes flirting with my pride.

“I guess not.”

“Kiss.” She pointed to her mouth. I gave her a peck and she frenched my mouth. We joined the other two girls and we were off.

We ate heartily and drank beers in the loud, raucous pizza place, and when Jill was in deep conversation with Jenn, Sally, sitting next to me, whispered in my ear, “I hope we didn’t embarrass you too much. I for one think it was awesome of you to be such a good sport.” I told her I really didn’t want to do that again. She laughed. “If it’s any consolation, you have a great body. And, uh, I enjoyed toying with you.” She kissed my cheek. I was feeling better about that episode. We finished up and with a little buzz going, Jill drove us down a bunch of side streets, each looking seedier than the last. She parked in a paid lot, and we tumbled out. I thought maybe we were going to go to a strip bar or something. She seemed to be checking her phone for something, then looked around. She marched over to a rusty metal door at the side of a non-descript brick building across the street and knocked. It was opened immediately and a meaty looking guy looked us over and nodded for us to enter. We traversed some hallways and were led to an open door. We entered the small room that contained some chairs and hooks on the wall. Jill talked to the guy for a few minutes, with much nodding and gesturing to us. The guy closed the door leaving the four of us alone.
“What’s going on? I asked really puzzled.

Jill cleared her throat and pulled a black curtain back which was opposite the door. There was a fairly large open ledge with a dark glass panel forming the back wall. A comforter lay on several inches of foam rubber. “Okay, here’s the deal. Ted and I are going to have sex in this booth. You two girls are going to join us as sort of window dressing.”

“Window dressing for what or whom?” I asked.

“For the people watching on the other side of that glass.” I was stunned, and by the looks of it, so were Jenn and Sally. “You see, this is a very exclusive sex club. I’ve been trying for years to get in this place, ever since I heard about it in High School.”

“Oh my god,” was all I could think to say. “This is some kind of a sex club.”

“Please guys, please do this for me,” Jill pleaded. “We won’t be able to hear them; it’s sound proof. We’ll just pretend they’re not there. The glass on our side is dark, so even though they can observe us, we can’t make them out, just vague shapes. They do this for privacy.”

“Okay, okay,” I said, “how hard can this be? Let’s give them a thrill. I suppose it’s a give you and I will e naked. But what about Jenn and Sally?”
Jill responded, “They can keep their undies on, but they have to be topless. Jenn, you’ll be kissing me, Sally, you Ted. Just … look busy and improvise, that’s all. Now hurry, we’re on in a few minutes.”

I turned to Jenn and Sally. “You two up for this?” They nodded, shrugging.

We all stripped to our underwear; bras and underpants would be removed in due course. We climbed on stage, so to speak. Recessed lights went on in the booth’s ceiling. On our knees – you couldn’t stand with the four foot high ceiling – Jill and I embraced and frenched each other as a curtain was pulled aside from the outside of the glass. How many people were gathered to watch us, I had no idea. She stuck her hand in my underwear and fondled my cock. I did likewise with her, fingering her pussy. I removed Jill’s bra. I took turns kissing the girls and they in turn kissed Jill. Sally pulled my underwear down from behind, which was a nice touch, and Jenn pulled Jill’s down. We worked our underwear off. Sally fondled my cock to an erection and then went down on me, sucking my cock. Now that was good improvising, I thought. I was keenly aware many people were looking at me like a monkey in a cage. I undid Sally’s bra as she sucked me, and straightening up, looked at me. We locked eyes for a moment. Something passed between us, but I had no time to consider it. She took her bra all the way off, her large, luscious boobs swinging. She continued to keep my cock alive as I sucked on one of her meaty boobs. She massaged my balls as I did so. Meanwhile, Jenn took her bra off and let Jill suck on her tits as Jenn fingered Jill’s glistening pussy.

Then we got down to doing the deed. Jill lay down and spread her legs, and I entered her and began humping slowly. Sally ran her hands over my backside, spreading my butt cheeks and licking my butt crack. Jenn lay her head by Jill’s and I frenched kissed her as well, playing with her nice medium sized boobs as I did. We fucked like this for a while, and then Jill got on her knees and turned around, and I entered her from behind. Jenn took off her panties and sat in front of Jill. Her pubic hair was a nice, neat mustache. Jill muff-dived her friend, eagerly licking and sucking at Jenn’s pussy. Sally took to fondling my balls as I thrust my cock into Jill’s cunt. I frenched Sally some more and played with her nipples. We locked eyes again and she smiled. She whispered in my ear, “It’s fucking hot watching your hard cock sink into her pussy over and over.” She licked my ear and I locked lips wit her again for long minutes. I think about twenty minutes went by when Jill whispered, “Five more minutes and we’re off.” I rode her hard.

I was having a hard time getting my cum to rise. Damn Jill and her earlier game. Getting nowhere, I began to panic. Still kissing Sally, I said, “Please, jack me off. I can’t get it going.” She smiled as I withdrew my cock from Jill’s pussy. Sally took me in her hand and expertly jacked me. She whispered in my ear. “Does that feel good, big boy? Hmmm? You want to give me a good show, don’t you? Spurt you creamy cum for me, just me. Jill doesn’t need to know I’m jacking you off. I see pre-cum on your cock head. You naughty boy, showing all these people your raging hard-on.” A few minutes later, I looked Sally in the eyes again and then I felt it. I told her, “I’m coming. Thank you. I owe you.”

“Show ‘em what you got,” she said, smiling. I shot my cum on Jill’s butt cheek closest to the audience. Not a huge amount of semen, but enough I figured. “Good boy,” Sally purred in my ear. My cum cascaded down Jill’s flanks for all to see. I could hear muted clapping. I pictured the audience wearing evening clothes and sipping Champaign and eating cavier. Jill then collapsed onto Jenn’s naked body where they embraced and kissed. I was starting to wonder about them. Sally and I locked lips again as my cock shrank back to normal. I mashed her left tit one last time, whispering, “Thank you.” I was aware that Jill hadn’t had an orgasm and that Jenn was staring at us. Oh the games we play.

The curtain finally closed and we climbed out of the cage. The door opened; the beefy guy wanted his peek at the nude women. The guy handed Jill some folded bills and told us to get moving. The door was still open, and guys and girls were walking by looking in and smiling. Perhaps they were the next performers. I dressed hurriedly as did everyone. There was no place to wash up, so we hustled on out of that place. Once outside in the fresh air, Jill started giggling uncontrollably. “Did we really just do that?” She had us all laughing before we even got the car. I told her in no uncertain terms that we were never going to do that again. Jill said, “I just hope no one recognized us.” Now there was a worrisome thought. No one thought to ask Jill how much money she got, so I did. “A hundred bucks.” I shook my head in disgust.

Wednesday night, 9:00 pm.

I was just out of the shower and shaving when a knock came at my apartment door. “Now who can that be,” I wondered. Tommy, my only friend in the complex, usually never just came to my door; he texted or called. With hair still wet, I wrapped a towel around my waist and peeked through the spy hole in the door. My heart quickened.

Opening the door, Sally stood there, looking a little sheepish. “Did I catch you at a bad time? I hope I’m not interrupting anything.”

“No, no, come in. I was just shaving.” I went back to the bathroom and continued shaving. Sally joined me at the door after a minute or so, probably putting her purse down and checking for any female company. I don’t know who she thought would be here, as my name isn’t Alfie (a movie reference.)

She said, giggling, “You look hot draped in only a towel.” I laughed.

“So, what brings you here to my front door?” Leave it to me to be direct.

“A couple of things, actually.” She hesitated. “I don’t know how to say this,” she began. “Shit. Maybe it was a mistake coming here.” I dried my hair with another towel instead of the blow dryer, thinking it may just get messed up tonight anyway. But maybe I was reading the situation wrong.
“Whatever it is, don’t be afraid. I very non-judgmental.”

“Well, how close are you to Jill?”

Now that was a very good question. “Can I get you a beer or something?” She nodded and I went to the fridge and pulled two beers out. And we sat at the counter on two high chairs. “So, you want to know about me and Jill. Well, I don’t honestly know. I’ve known her for only a couple of weeks, and all we’ve done is have sex and, well, other things, as you are well aware.” She smiled. “Why do you ask?”

“I’ll get to that later. The other thing is I got an e-mail from an old friend. He, ah, saw us, me, at that horrible place Sunday.”

“Oh crap.” Concerned, I asked, “What did it say?”

“He’s blackmailing me into having sex with him, or he’s going to inform my friends and family.” Sally wrung her hands, obviously very worried.
“Have you written him back yet?” She shook her head, and tears brimmed in her eyes. “Good. Here’s what you’re going to say. Tell him to go ahead, tell whoever he wants to. But if he does, you will call the police and have him arrested for blackmail. Blackmail is a felony. Then you will tell his family and friends what he’s trying to do to you.”

“But what if he has pictures.”

I shook my head. “I doubt it. Places like that thrive on anonymity; Those perverts pay a lot of dues to belong to a sex club. They wouldn’t allow smart phones and cameras. Too many important people don’t want to be blackmailed either.”

“You think it will work?”

“Yes. You don’t want to get involved with a guy who has the goods on you. The blackmail would never end.” She let out a sob and reached over and hugged me. I felt hot tears on her cheeks. I held her until she was composed once again.

Sally took my hands in hers. “I have another confession to make,” she went on. “I wanted to know how serious you and Jill were because I want to have sex with you, now, tonight. Seeing you embarrassed and naked, allowing us to do that thing to you, and then us in that damn booth, well, that was hot, actually. Oh god, I can’t believe I just said that. Anyway, I think we shared something, with each other, besides, you know, the obvious.”

I reached over and lightly kissed her lips. She returned the kiss, but much more ardent. I was growing hard, and it must have been very evident under the towel I still wore. She felt for me as we kissed, and loosened the towel around my waist. She exposed my erection and held it in her hand as we kissed, stoking it softly. “I love your cock, and ass,” she breathed heavily. I teased her nipples through her shirt, rubbing my finger over her nipples, making them hard. She stood then and grabbed my hand and pulled me into the bedroom. The towel remained on the stool. “Lie down on the bed,” she directed. I lit the dim lights buried in the headboard and she turned off the overhead lights. She leaned over the bed and took my penis in her mouth. She ran her tongue over my cock head and bobbed up and down on my shaft. She only did it for a minute, and it felt great. She straightened and stripped for me. Her tits were amazing, but her ass was phenomenal. I am and always will be an ass man.

“You are one gorgeous girl,” I breathed heavily. She got on the bed and straddled my chest, and put her sex to my mouth. I licked her all over and worked her clit. She humped my face after a fashion, moaning. She leaned back, her tits pointing strait up at the ceiling, and humped my mouth.
“Fuck,” she exclaimed, and moved to all fours above me. I fingered her pussy as she humped. Then she came. Some of her female emissions dripped onto my stomach. “You make me so hot,” she breathed heavily. She produced a condom and wrapped my erection and sat down on me. As she rode my cock, I watched her amazing tits swing and bob. I had to relax and think of something else to keep from coming. “Get on top and fuck me.” We rolled over and I humped her some more, deep, slow thrusts. “God, you’re driving me crazy,” she moaned in pleasure. I got to my knees and picked her up to join me at my waist, my hands on her ass. I thrust deep and quicker. She reached between her legs and fingered herself to another orgasm. I felt her contractions. She was creaming herself but good.

I flipped her over, and brought her to her knees. Now I could fuck her and see her gorgeous ass. I knew I couldn’t last long now. I slammed my cock home over and over. I felt myself getting near. “I’m gonna come,” I moaned.

“Come in me. Take your rubber off and fill my pussy with your creamy cum.” I told her that would not be a very good idea. “I’m on the pill; do it.” That tidbit was interesting. Why was she here fucking me instead of her partner? Anyway, I withdrew my cock and discarded the rubber, and slammed it home again. God that felt good, her nice tight slippery pussy. “Okay, I did it. No rubber. Now! I’m coming, ohhh.” I squirt deep in her vagina, pump after pump. Then we collapsed to the bed, my cock still buried in her cunt.

I got off her and she straddled my chest so her ass was to my face. “69 me.” She stuck her sopping cunt in my face as she took my dick in her mouth. I licked up and swallowed my mess and her emissions. It was kinda erotic. Somehow she kept me hard, a first for me. It’s really sensory overload, trying to jack a cock once it’s come. But I did see a video once where the guy came twice without stopping to rest, though it might have been spliced. Anyway, she was working my cock but good. I concentrated on her clit, trying to make her orgasm again. I bucked my hips as she sucked and glided her lips over my cock head, driving me crazy. I fingered her and licked her pussy, and she humped my face madly. I played with her anus with my other hand, poking my finger in a little. “I’m coming,” she moaned loudly. She released more pussy cream in her passion.
She got off me and turned over. “Fuck my ass,” she said hotly. I got behind her and poked my shaft into her pooper. She masturbated as I worked my cock into her bowels. I wondered if Jill had bragged about us doing all her three holes. Maybe this was some kind of feminine competition. At any rate, I figured I was the winner.

“God your ass is so cute, so awesome,” I moaned.

“Come in my ass. Shoot your cum up my ass.” And I did, strong spasms gripping my cock. Exhausted, I flopped down next to her. We lay cuddling for about fifteen minutes until she got up to go to the bathroom. After we cleaned up, I asked her to stay the night. She readily agreed. I wanted to fuck her again in the morning, hell, all the next day. But it was a work day. We spooned as I fell asleep, my cock nestled in the crack of her nice ass.

Early the next morning, we had sex in a more leisurely manner. We kissed deeply as we fucked and engaged in sexy pillow talk also. Some people are aural, and Sally was one of them. I was too, actually. She said, “I loved watching you fuck Jill in front of those freaks. Your cute butt humping your hard cock deep into Jill, it was soooo hot. And you kissing me while you fucked Jill.” I told her the only reason I was able to have an orgasm was because of her. Then I told her I loved having sex with her. “Promise we can do this again.”

“Yes, yes,” she exclaimed as she achieved her orgasm. I withdrew and jacked off. She watched me come, my semen flowing out and plopping on her belly. We cleaned up for work. One her way out of the apartment, she asked me with a serious face, “Do you think I’m a slut?”
I shook my head kind of sadly. “No, I don’t think that at all. If anyone is a slut, it’s me.”

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