Paint the Town Red

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All Three Holes

Continued from: Quid Pro Quo

A Sarah Jane story

As I mentioned in the last post, I told all of you that I would just fast-forward to the party that Daddy let me attend. He didn't join me *pout*. He likes watching me with other women, but I suspect he's not too keen on seeing me taking down multiple cocks. In his absence, Mistress Andrea was to be my guide and controller for this particular evening. She looked stunning as usual, it was actually nice to see her again. Bella was there too, but this time it would be her as the more passive observer while I get to indulge. 

Mistress introduced me to a few of the men. My instructions were simple and a ritual I was very used to: Kneel directly in front of the men with my head down and palms on my thighs, then politely ask for permission to suck their dicks. If they say yes, find and expose the bare penis, kiss the tip and say, "thank you Sir," then directly into my mouth with it. 

If they cum on my face or into my mouth, again, a "thank you, Sir," after I have swallowed, and I kiss the tip of the penis. Easy peasy. Daddy has the same rules for me, when it comes to my oral worship of him. 

It mustn't have been more than an hour into the party and I had already sucked three cocks, ending with one facial and two full swallows. I felt like such a dirty whore and I was loving it. Mistress even made me wear the strange man's cum on my face as the evening continued. 

This was around the time that "SHE" came in. This tanned and stunning woman with dyed, blazing-red hair and the most adorable bangs. She was in heels and a collar only...nothing more. She just quietly sat at the feet of the man she was with. 

I had moved on to cock number four which was now in my mouth, only this time, I was shockingly aware that the red-head was watching me. The old me would have been super embarrassed and self-conscious but there was something about the setting, my attire and my sexpertise that actually had me showing off for her, for this random, naked female. I would look her way and arch my back just a little deeper, moan a little louder and allow my tits to flop about with the motion of being railed. 

I ended up being spit-roasted by two of the men, before this symphony of an evening reached the ultimate crescendo. I actually couldn't believe it was happening to me. All three of my holes were stuffed with hard dicks. I was so full and so turned on! "Red" continued to watch, occasionally smiling in my direction, as the man she arrived with fucked my asshole. 

Drool, slobber and cum were everywhere. This was such a hot mess but I was absolutely loving how degraded and abused I felt. All three of these stallions eventually came, but not at the same time. I'm pretty sure the gentleman underneath me came first, into my cunt, followed by a load for my throat from the second man and finally, a hot, squishy feeling, filled the inside my bum from the man behind me. 

I was spent. The men drained the last few droplets from their balls, onto my face and tits and I lay there panting. 

When I finally got to my feet on shaky legs and wobbly heels, I was permitted to go clean myself up and fix my smeared makeup and mascara runs. Bella was freed from her cage to begin sexually serving the guests and upon my return, I was gagged and bound and placed on display to wait to be used again. 

This was the moment that "Red" approached me for the first time. 

"I enjoyed watching you. You're very good at this." She said to me in her broken English. I think she was speaking in a German or Nordic-sounding accent. 

Then, without warning, she used her fingers to lasso a rope of drool that was hanging from my bottom lip, and glistened her pussy with it.

I was so embarrassed...

But that was probably the hottest fuckin' move I have EVER seen a woman do! I wanted to go down on her so badly, this mysterious European vixen. 

As she towered over me in her heels, in that moment, I actually didn't know if she was a top or a bottom. She had the confidence and control reminiscent of Mistress Andrea in that very moment.  

What she said next cleared this up for me, but boy was I ever confused as to what was going on. She leaned right in and whispered into my ear, scanning the room to ensure no one else would hear her. 

"Bid on me tonight...I'm begging you! Please help me!

Then she hastily clicked away from me in a clandestine manner. 

What in the actual fuck...was going on?!

Sarah Jane 

xoxo

Continued in: Paint the Town Red