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The moon is up in the night sky, showing to be shining brightly signifying the orgy party has started at 6 pm in the night. There was a guy who had a party going on from 6 until 4 am in the morning, Anyone who loved bimbos, himbos, bitches, whores, sluts, and many other were welcomed to come on over. He lived at a mega mansion which had a massive sized home, with a big lawn at the front and a back yard which expanded to his own lake. All of the front lawn was cared for by his maids and butlers, he had sex with any of the maids who happen to want to unwind, while letting the butlers join in the fun. Having hired human, monster men and women, cyborgs and even alien men and women, he was ready to enjoy the night time orgy with people who he invited. The number of people that were invited were up to 500 people. His mansion in question is able to handle more than 500, he figured the ones he invited would bring their friends. Jake was looking forward to having an orgy of sexy women, he himself was a demon that people knew was the case. The home in question has five floors with an attic and basement, many rooms for his quests to enjoy having sex, eating and doing whatever. Jake planned to make sure enough of the rooms will have the smell of after sex. The mansion was one he bought and had modified in order to handle more guests than it could handle before the changes. The main floor had the size of three to five house living room, the main foyer was the size of a fantasy style living room. Which had three set of staircases marking up toward the the third floor.

Andrew thought about it for a while, after chatting with the family, he brought up how he was feeling weird although during the topic being discussed. He chose to agree with it even if a moment of hesitation passed though his mind, how might people out of the family judge. Knowing the saying 'blood is thicker than water' it should come to reason this is a good thing, although with the negative side effects Andrew wasn't so sure. Knowing how good looking his mother, sister, aunt and grandma, he was told it stays in the family. Knowing how his family is, there is a good chance their good genes will prevail for the next few generations. He walked into the living room, it was time to see who will be his first choice. Andrew did find his mother to be a fine and sexy woman, while thinking of going at it with his Aunt instead. The young adult thought about any female cousins who were visiting, he chose to go with his mother and or aunt. Stretching his arms he saw Alex, waves at him "Hey Alex, how have you been? Feeling anything about what we're going to do?" The young adult asked his brother unless they were cousins.

Topic about Donnie for DMs. Tags I use will specify what I am looking, while any OoC posts will have tags that explain things. This was posted after the first one that takes place in the amazon Rainforest, Donnie is the main guy I use in all the Hit it and quit it interactions. He aims to have many encounters, expert level numbers. Now I understand to make the posts count, brackets will be used that show para, semi, multiple. One para for now in the descriptions, reading the rules for reminders when it is a good time. The rules are important, may the fun times for the long haul. Cheers to all who read this. We are here to enjoy ourselves and do what is fun in writing. Best wishes to you all, and lets keep good times rolling for a long time, to all who has read this post. I look forward to one night stand fun with the owner and all members. See you in the 'this is where you post' section in my first post.

I am currently having gone to a village, somewhere in the rainforest, it was an odd situation, a although the thoughts of wanting to have fun with Amazonian women had been coursing through the mind. This was thanks to a friend who knew a secret village, that isn't publicly known Also it was his go to for healing any issues of the body, mind and soul Riding the bike from the air point in order to save money, and not damage the environment, I ended up at the village and removing the clothes, I packed them up letting the dick hang freely, and started to explore the women all looked to see who the new man to meet was.

The anger made them sick. The sheer unfairness of it all, the revolting conditions the population was forced to endure, the humiliation. That corrupted government wanted them on their knees, treated them like cattle. WE ARE NOT CATTLE! Tom wanted to screen, but getting caught meant torture and death, which was probably the fate of so many of his friends, or so he assumed after they just disappeared. Tonight, it should had been about planning and revenge. About pay back and taking control of what belonged to them, have they not been betrayed. Someone sold them out, surely, and in the middle of their secret meeting, the building was suddenly swarmed by drones. They all knew the risk and they all knew the drill: Each man for himself. Separated, each had a better chance. Tom and Tim, however, were inseparable. All the brothers had was each other. So they ran, jumped, climbed, hid. It was over two hours ago, and Tom, the oldest, was still not sure if it was safe. Anyway, they were so far from home by now that going back was the worst thing they could do. Better to hide in the narrow alleys and wait for dawn. During the day, they were just citizens. At night, they were the enemy of the state. They were rebels. Tom was strong, fit, short brown hair, dominant personality. A leader. Tim was thin and joyful, long black hair and beard, a funny extrovert who just wanted to be free and live and easy life. And they were both perverts, of course. When they hid in this silent, dark alley, trying to figure out what to do for the next few hours or where to go, they were suddenly surprised to see another person. No one was supposed to be outside. No one, but the rebels. No one, but the outcast, the defiant, the thieves and prostitutes. It was a girl. The brothers carefully walked towards her, in silence, staring at her feminine shape and her exposed legs. Tom took off his shirt, exposing his muscular torso. “We have no money or place to go … so … either turn around and disappear, or strip.” He whispered. Tim started to unbutton his jeans.

The shadows had lengthened as the sun dipped low in the west, making the castle on the hill surrounded by the forest look even more forbidding. This late in the year the sun set early and although there was yet no snow on the ground, it was just a matter of time. Cold winds whipped down over the mountains and through the narrow passes that separated this tiny fiefdom from the neighboring realms. The castle had seen better days. Grass and weeds choked the pathways and thick vines climbed the walls. Parts of the building were crumbling and uninhabitable, but light shone through a scant few of the windows proving that the place was occupied. Belle had listened to her father plead his case from the hallway behind him, had heard the man with the bass rumble for a voice deny his request for an extension and discuss the terms of his service, the service that would pay off his debt. Her father bowed his head, meek, clearly terrified of this man's wrath. He didn't know she was there. She didn't think either of them knew. But she was about to let them both know. Belle stepped out into the firelight and stood just behind and off to one side of her father, straight-backed and defiant, chin thrust out, eyes afire. In doing so she also thrust out her breasts and arched her back in such a way as to make her body even more enticing, but she hadn't thought of that. The blue and white peasant dress she wore was not designed to accentuate her curves, though it did not hide them. The skirts ended just below her knee, exposing a length of her toned calf. Both men looked at her, but it was the eyes of the man in the shadows that she felt the strongest. Before her father could protest, she spoke. "My father owes you a debt, but I am here to make you and offer. Let him go, and allow me to work off his debt for you." "Belle, no!" Her father turned to her, his tired body energized with the need to defend his daughter. "Father, I insist. I cannot maintain the household alone, but you can. Let me stay here and pay your debt for you, while you keep our home safe and wait for my return." She turned back to the lord of this manor. "Let my father go, and I shall remain as your humble servant. What say you, my lord?" Belle's eyes searched his as she made him an offer, her heart fluttering nervously, although she did her best to hide it.

She sat on the edge of her bed wearing just panties and a loose top with no bra, and squeezed her thighs together, but it only made the ache between her legs worse. She was so god damned horny right now and with this stupid curfew due to the riots, she wasn't supposed to leave her house. Hell, people were being detained for gathering together in groups with others. Potential insurrectionists, they said. Secret meetings. The government order was to stay home, stay safe. All she wanted was to be with someone. Anyone. She wanted to feel someone's body, to have the sensation of skin against skin, to be filled with someone's' anatomy. She wanted lips on hers, the feel of a tongue on her own, on her flesh, between her legs. She wanted to taste someone, fill her mouth with a huge cock or run her tongue over an engorged clit, or anything, anything even remotely sexual involving another human being. She slid her fingers between her legs and touched herself. It sent an electric thrill through her nervous system, arousal blooming even wider, her entire body alive and begging for the touch of another. She rubbed herself slowly, then more vigorously, then felt her body spasm, clench, her eyelids squeezed shut as she made herself orgasm again. She pinched one nipple hard as she rode out the orgasm for a moment, then collapsed back onto her bed. It wasn't enough. She had masturbated more times than she could count, but the need kept coming back. It was already coming back now. God, she needed a body. She needed human contact. She needed to fuck. She straightened her damp panties, pulled on a short skirt and the small white sneakers, then pulled on a hoodie. She looked goofy, with that big bulky hoodie and those long, bare legs, but she was only going out for one thing. Someone out there would fuck her. She was sure of it. She left her phone behind. The service had been spotty at best, anyway. She hadn't had a signal in three days. She took only her key on an elastic band around her wrist. Anything else would be more than she needed. She was out the door and into the narrow alley, looking for someone, anyone.

Alex took a deep breath as the time came, turning things off. Standing, this had been planned, but it was still hard to believe. The family had discussed this earlier. They all agreed. They were going to gather in the living room. Have sex with each other...try to have children with each other. It still felt weird, wrong...but at the same time maybe that made it more appealing. He was ready as he could be for this. It still felt wrong to go down naked. He wore a simple t-shirt and jeans. Who would he start with? His mother? Sister? He did not have a plan, it might depend on who was there first, or who was free, if it had already started. He walked down towards the living room. The women of his family, perhaps the ones he loved the most. Maybe they should be the ones for him to have sex with. He was willing to do all of them before the night was over, though he would have to share with the men of the family. He was just steps away, from finding out who else might already be there. or if he was first, wait for the first woman of the family, start with her.

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The family decides to all get together in the living room and breed each other to no end. Then years later, they bring their inbred kids and breed with them too! And so on and so forth until the family tree is a complex mess.

the door opens slowly with a creek, and like playing gold fish the clientele seemingly matched the delivery boy. while be delivery boy; Pinapple met the client with his dick out likely expecting a "TIP" the clientele before him was a exposed individual fully nude with no more then a towel. not even to cover themselves either just being used to dry the last remnants of water from there ears. the cliental was notable tall yet feminine, though perhaps the delivery boy could take pride in the fact that his rode was clearly bigger then the clientele's own cock at least at the moment... in the same prospect however it seemed the clientele had him beat in the ass department. " I did not, but perhaps that's not what you meant" the client answered. he looked down gazing at Pineapple's lengthy cock before quickly squatting down and caressing it's length. when he had originally ordered from the place, his curiosity was in discovering the joint's gimmick. every place needs to have something to stand out above the rest, to gage the gape. though he could never expect public indecency to be a valid option, he was surprised that this delivery boy hadn't been arrested just getting here. " so this is how you hope to stand out... not a bad plan...." rising from the floor he soon pulled the delivery boy by the shirt pulling him in before closing the door behind them. leading pineapple to the living room he tossed him onto the couch. the pizza's placed on a nearby counter top before the client got between the delivery boys legs. " allow me to give you a TIP of appreciation for your hard word and trouble should i passout feel free to help yourself to my boy pussy, i will not mind" inquiring that the client might choke and sufficate one the delivery boys cock. soon after the client opened there mouth wise exposing the lucrutive strands of siliva coating the roof of there mouth before drizzling onto there tongue and down to the tip of it before it dripped down again onto the floor...the client began there descent down the delivery boys shaft. no kisses, or tongue trails just straight deep throating. though at first it started shallow each thust quickly went deeper and deeper, the clients throat tightening and constricting onto the delivery boys rod with each thrust. tears streamed heavily down the clients face as the eyes rolled upward in trying not to passout from the cock that seemed to deprive the client of oxygen with each thrust... as drool accumulated from this slopy blowjob it began drilling down the clients chin and eventally onto the floor. it seemed like a blissful thing being serviced by the clients throat and then knowing he would get back door treatment once finished and with such good cock sucking experiance no less eventally the client would reach the base of the delivery boys cock, the clients tongue kissing there scrotum with each full thrust. as they soon began speeding up with the hope to eventally recieve there seed and move on to being plowed by the delievery boy where he would hopefully recieve more of his seed planted into his boy pussy... the clients cock flopped around in gleeful excitement awaiting to be face raped by the delivery boys baby batter.

So here I am, a brown male horse anthro, lying on the beach. And as I feel free, alone and unobserved, I start... well... having a sweet quality me-time. I doubt there is nobody watching.... or IS THERE?!? [dun dun dunnnn] (sorry, that is not a beach. but that is my fursona ^^ )

Sounds compelling… I don’t normally sub but I could for you~

A new pizza place opened up downtown. ‘Pizza Thot’ was its name and it was advertising itself as not just a nifty new pizza place, but a brand new pizza experience. Yeah, whatever, it was just some pizza place, at least… you believed it was just some pizza place. It’s late, and here you are, sitting at your couch feeling hungry. You’re not feeling energetic enough to make yourself food and you could really go for some pizza… why not try out that new pizza place? You open their website, put in your order, put in your credit card and send, but it won’t let you. You forgot to fill out a required box. “Who do you want to be your delivery person?” The drop down box only gives you three options: Tips, Chef, and Pineapple. You pick Pineapple. 15 minutes later your door bell rings and you of course answer. Standing there is a very attractive delivery boy, the thing is… his dick is out. “Hello! My name is Pineapple, heard you ordered extra sausage~” No scat, pee, vomit, smegma or growth We can discuss or you can just immediately send a starter. Oh, and I don’t care what gender you are, as long as I can pound you~

mitsuru was the new exchange student from japan. a petite and beautiful young woman, who was majoring in law back in her country. with tedious studying and alot of effort, she managed to get into this program, in order to escape her family for a little while. her father was a drunk and her mother was mentally ill, so she was absent for the most part. and when she was present, it didn't make a difference. mitsuru was thrilled to be in the united states. she was fluent in english, but had a heavily foreign accent, which guys seemed to find charming. she had always been the ugly duckling back in high school. bushy brows, thick glasses, braces. it was as if she had a label on her back that read " BULLY ME, I WON'T FIGHT BACK. " and everyone took advantage of her shy personality and quiet nature. upon entering university, she had made some decisions. she wouldn't be bullied no more. she worked during the summer, after school and gradually improved her appearance to make herself beautiful. makeup helped as well. big brown eyes, long ebony hair and a slim physique. she had become the dream of any man. upon being introduced to her classmates, mitsuru had been bombarded by welcoming hand shakes and invitations to parties that she was certain weren't within the university's rules. nevertheless, this one handsome and popular senior invited her to his house for drinks and movies. and mitsuru was quick to attend. she was in front of his door at eight sharp, but when she entered, she realised this party wasn't at all what she thought it would be. there were three other males in the living room. entirely naked and stroking their hard meats, their eyes fixated upon her. mitsuru had never been intimate before. she had always been the good girl who saved herself. but upon seeing those meaty and veiny cocks, she felt her underwear grow wet and a strange heat between her legs. the guy who had invited her was also naked, his cock hanging out. mitsuru took a deep breath and entered the house, walking to the living room. she was modestly dressed, but she was quick to remove her top and bra, letting her perky tits hang out. she climbed on the sofa and spread her legs. her panties were soaked and the outline of her pussy was clear as daylight. she wasn't sure what to say to the boys, so she allowed them to take the lead with whatever they were planning on doing.

My towel dropped, immediately filling the sauna room with my presence, both physical and aromatic. I was a decent size, a decent 6'3", with a fairly large bust and a fat, hanging pair of balls with a thick cock to match. All of me exposed as I stepped further into the chamber, to the back of the room, plopping myself down on the bench. I spread myself out, making myself comfortable as the room worked its magic. After all, it wasn't like there was currently anyone else in here, at least not anyone that could handle my smell. That was the thing, my cock and balls emanated a musk so powerful it could be felt at least a few feet outside of the room. The sauna only accentuated this, making me, quite literally, sweat my balls off. Dripping down along my calves, my arms, my tits, my whole body was sweat. I sweat a lot normally, but in here I almost looked like I'd been dunked in a pool. I leaned back, spreading my arms besides my head, and letting my legs spread as far and as comfortably as I could. It was my own time to let my girlcock hang, well, it was getting a little hard. Of course the whole idea always excited me, but it wasn't like I could share this with anyone. Nobody could handle my girl stink, and even then, its not like I could find someone who'd be turned on by it. All the sweat and musk accumulating on my body would turn most away. If only...if only...ah its whatever. The saunas' pretty good on its own. Maybe I'll just jerk off a little bit, while no one's here. Not like anyone could walk in...

A powerful lord named Robin has been traveling through kingdom to kingdom in sorting diplomacy and tactics to aid each kingdoms. However he has been rather pent up and it is making him unable to focus on what’s important for his kingdom. His secretary decides to hire some maids who volunteered to be his sex slaves. 5 maids: Mary, Elizabeth, Lilith, Ariel, and Beatrix. Each one takes a day to please him in whatever he desires, sometimes two of them just for fun (optional). It then becomes a competition for whoever pleases him the best can sire his heir and become queen. Lord Robin now waits in his chambers with a shirt off (he’s well toned and buff), for whichever maid wants to be his satisfaction. Limits: The extremes. Ntr, rape, cheating, beastality, scat, piss, etc. This intended to be romantic consensual fun.

Liam, Marcus, and I had been friends since we were in 1st grade, but for the longest time I had a crush on both of you, and I knew both of you liked me as well. I had moments where I made out with y'all, but it had never exceeded that. Tonight Liam and I were staying with Marcus, I was wearing Liam's shirt and shorts, it being obvious I wasn't wearing a bra as I was sitting between the 2 men on my phone, while a movie no one was paying attention to played. (Please simply reply and continue where I have left off, or message me privately if you are more comfortable with that)

I didn't know this would happen. That's a lie. I knew full well, went there knowing: wanted it, needed it - the erotic thrill, the real fear, the uncertainty - I knew what went on here. I tell myself I didn't: didn't think it would go this far, didn't think they would use me do hard, fill me so full of creamy cum. I didn't think they would leave me like this: helpless, exposed - pornographic, a whore, a slut to be used. When they have finished with me they will let me go: I know that too. And I know I will come back...

She is led to an open area, blindfolded by the last guy who used her. The man guides her onto an old mattress and pulls her arms above her head, cuffing them to a fence. Her slim body is positioned in the middle as her legs are spread and bent at the knees over a pole to keep them open. Her smooth pussy is fully exposed to any and all who walk by, already leaking loads of cum from being used. She feels a marker glide across her skin before being left on her stomach. Left to be used non stop.

We both face each other fully naked. I expected a sexual contest when you suddenly pull me into a tight bearhug.

[Staff cleaned] A second year junior at Our Lady of Peace high, he had always been cruel kid, and was now about to become a cruel man. This trip to the club is a present for his 18th birthday. But he is man enough for the large cock that hangs, exposed by his open robe. And now, finally, he is about to get a chance to use it. But who would be his first? He walks to the booth, seeing the picture, it is obvious. She looked so much like the youngest nun at the school, who teaches biology of all things. Not much older then him, truth be told, but he had imagined doing so many things to her in the middle of the night, now he can do them for real. With heavy foot steps he plods over to the rack of toys. His eyes wander over the collection of dildos, of every shape and color, floggers and whips. These will not do. He turns to the other rack, containing more improvised toys. He pulls a rattan cane, and gives it a few test swings, but it is somehow not right. Then, he sees it, the perfect thing to punish a nun: A wooden ruler. He draws it from the rack, bending it in his hand to test it, perfect. Time to begin. There are so many spots he could hit, where to start. Seeing the soles of her feet exposed, he decides to do the obvious: start at the bottom. He bends the ruler back, taking aim, letting it go, stored tension releasing sending the hard wood against her bare feet. Seeing her reaction, and filled with joy from the sound, he knows he has picked the right tool for the job. He bends back the ruler, and with a quick flick of the risk brings it down against her calf with a satisfying smacking sound. The red mark left on olive skin, leaves a smug smile across his face. He moves his hand higher, bending the ruler again. He inhales, holding the deep breath as he takes aim. Letting go he exhales, the wooden ruler impacting the soft flesh of her inner thigh. He steps closer. He thinks about biology, Sister Mary-Catherine explaining human female reproductive anatomy, while he day dreamed of her reproductive anatomy. With thick, fumbling fingers he pulls apart her labia, exposing the soft exposed flesh with in. Experimenting, he shoves one of his fingers in, and then the other, jabbing them back and forth, the movements clumsy. Feeling the warmth and wetness on his fingers, he imagines how good it will feel on his cock. But first, there is one more thing he needs to do. He lines the ruler up with her slit, slapping it with a quick hard flick of the wrist, allowing the end to wrap around her contour. He watches her reaction, the red mark left across the whole of her exposed pussy. Grabbing the table with one hand, using it for leverage, he forces himself inside, pushing past the redness he just created. His whole body shudders at the feeling of her warmth embracing him. Hard rhythmic thrusts, shove her against her restraints. As the rhythm increases, he lets out a series of low, guttural grunts. With each, he raises the ruler down, striking wildly at what ever flesh on her back her sides is unfortunate to be exposed. The table is secure, but it rattles against his weight. His labored breathing increases, mixing with the thumping of the table. Lost in the moment, he discards the ruler, pushing hard, and faster. Both hands now grip the table, white knuckled, sweat rolling down his brow as he pulls his whole weight into each forward stroke. He raises his head, looking eye to eye with the picture of the young woman beneath him. It's more then he can take, and he let's out a loud, long moan, exploding insider her, wave after wave of pent up cum pulsing into her. Spent, he frees his now deflated cock from her. He looks at the mess he made, the fading red marks, the thick cum dripping from the swollen lips of her pussy, and feels the pride of a job well done. He ties closed his robe, and leaves.

Amy was slowly growing impatient, its been several minutes allready and she even had started hearing someone walk in behind her... so as soon as she felt a hand on her ass she let out a delighted little coo, she started to talk but at that exact moment a staff opened the door to her stall , seeing her restrained they went to leave only to catch a little detail the other staff forgot... a moment later a red fist sized ball was firmly between her teeth as the black strap of the ball gag was buckled into place... speaking was indeed forbidden here. You let your body do the talking. And so it did, jumping at the rough smack, wiggling a tad as her supple round ass was roughly groped. A muffled groan of pleasure making its way to the mans ears as her other cheek was slapped, visibly arching her back to present her pretty pink little pussy as it leaked down her spread theighs. She couldn't talk, but her body was speaking for her... and it only had good things to say about what was being done to it~<3 As she felt something thin and dextrose test the waters prodding barely as her snatch and simply stroking it at surface level sent a shiver of anticipation down her spine, and the thicker meaty length that slapped against her ass promised that anticipation was going to be sated soon~<3... Or... so she thought? He pulled away, she felt nothing for a long few moments... what was probably only a minute or two dragged on for what felt like hours for the squirming wall slut... she wasn't sure what happened... did he leave? What the hell.. She barely noticed his cockhead lining up before he smacked her ass and sank deep into her hot twitching clenched little pssu as she screamed in a mix of surprise and ecstasy, sounds of flesh on flesh as his hips clapped against her ass, sounds of flesh on wood as the rough deep fucking thrusts shook her entire body and slammed her theighs against the wood over and over, sounds of metal and plastic shaking and shuddering as the stockade shook with her neck and wrists firmly held in place. There was a cacophony of sounds filling the little space around them... but the sweet moans of amys bliss had to be one of the best even through her gag. But the dick behind her wouldn't care for any of that, that thick throbbing rod of cock seemed to only care for the molten hot pulsing walls of fuckflesh wrapped around it, for the slick dripping drool her pussy was coating his length with every deep indifferent thrust, for the pulsing twitching clenching of the textured folds gripping and grinding along every inch of veiny, throbbing, fucking cockmeat that used it And as it did one last deep thrust before pulling out and plunging into her tighter then tight puckered little ass. All of a sudden she was grateful for the staffs insistance on lube and the effort they had in making sure it would be fun for all. Her clean little pucker was anabsolute furnace wrappes around his length, slick a lubed with a heated pink jell that coated his cock quickly with every deep rectum ravaging thrust. But no matter how much lube she had it didn't make it any less tight,her puckered starfish visibly getting dragged up and down his shaft with every thrust, even having a little pink of her assholes lining visible for a moment as that cock was borderline ravaging her ass. Those last few deep frenzied thrusts that fucked a thick wad of cum into her clenched little pucker made amy shudder as she felt him do his last ball draining, asshole painting, cum splattering thrust... As he pulled out her pussy was soaked and twitching with unfulfilled need. Well her cum leaking ass was slightly gaped, the faint little prolapse of her ass was quick to slide back into place... the gape? Was far slower as the dripping cum drooled down her taint. With that last little smack amy was left waiting for her next visitor during this long... long night~ (Note for whos next, staff can clean things up if you want to avoid fucking another mans sloppy seconds, that said this is completely optional but should be noted as "staff cleaned" at the start of your post so i can keep track)

Its amazing what you can find if you look hard enough. some people may look for a seedy club where they can pick up a partner, go back home and have a nice evening fucking each other into a cum covered mess. others are a little more daring, looking for places aimed at a little anonymous fun, be it glory holes where you never see your partner as they suck your cock dry through a wall or maybe where you get to suck and fuck a fella without ever putting a face to that fat throbbing prick of theirs? others still want something a little more... forced... but still dont want to know whoever is the one giving them all this sweet sweet relief~ one of them might get off on the idea of finding a place, with a lot of guys coming and going, where they can lock themselves in a stockade their upper body in one room well their lower body was on full display, legs spread apart in their own restraints as any Man who wanted to could enter the room, fuck her tight wet little pussy full of cum with that hard throbbing cock of theirs before moving on to the next girl, well the next guy gets a go at either of her holes. Amy fell into that last category. her nerves where alight, her body tingling with anticipation... looking at the big backlit sign reading "Stock Broken" in front of a conspicuous little sex club... it was not exactly the most popular place, but it was the only one in town that catered to her specific... "goals". if she went in their, signed a waver, and willingly let herself get set in the stocks... she wouldn't be let out till tomarrow morning... no matter how many guys fucked her, no matter how filled with cum she got, no matter how much she begged for the pleasure to stop... short of an actual medical emergency, once she was in there... she was there for the night. ....and the ache of need between her theighs and the slowly soaking spot down there to match made it all the more obvious to amy that she wanted this. getting set up was... astonishingly easy, as soon as she worked up the nerve to do it and walked in, she was quickly able to find where the stocks where set up, signed the waver and walked right in to where she would spend the next several hours... she came early... this section of the club only opened up when they had atleast one girl willing to get set up... it seemed like... she was the first of the night... walking into this empty wooden floored room, she eyed around... spotting several holes in the walls set up at several heights probably for different types of bodies and positions... even spotting a couple fuzzy cuffs that could have been used to hold her legs up well getting her cunt stuffed missionary. but then she saw it she didn't want to know who was fucking her, but she wanted them to know what she looked like. taking the option the staff had offered she walked up to the little hole in the wall that had her picture freshly printed out taped above it. her olive skin making a lovely pairing with her dark straight hair and grassy green eyes, not that any guy she was seeing tonight would get to see more then her ass, theighs, and slick little snatch tonight... she was here to get used~ and she was loving that idea. stripping down to nothing but her bare body, she quickly folded up her belonging and poked her head through the hole, setting her stuff off to the side... there was a little cushioned bench for her to rest her belly and breasts on. there was a staff waiting for her, along with the stockade that would keep her here for the forseeable future. she felt that needy ache in her belly again as she bit her lips, feeling a little of her own pussy juice trickling down her thigh as the staffmember was adjusting the stocks to her height. with just a moment of hesitation amy put her neck and wrists in the cushioned black stockade, feeling it clamp down on the back of her neck as her body was locked in place, and with the click of the timed lock, she was stuck here for the next 8 hours. not even the staff who locked her in could let her out before then even if they wanted to, only the manager had the release key and they only used it if something was physically wrong. she was stuck here for the night, exposed from her waist down, her belly resting on the little cushioned edge of the hole, she felt her ankles getting cuffed, a metal spreader holding her legs apart, exposing her slick pink quivering pussy for all too see, along with her puckered little starfish of an asshole. her body felt like it was burning with anticipation as the staff walked away out of this little side room, she was alone now... her breathing heavy, her desire building, her ears straining to hear the sounds of footsteps... for the little signs that her first partner for this wonderfully long, erotic night would be arriving... a few minutes pass... and she thinks she hears someone coming? (BONUS RULES: Hey there! I want to keep this to what i understand as the spirit of the club so im taking on a little note here on how im planning this to go! 1. You get exactly 1 Post by this I mean you will probably start your post by starting to fuck amy, maybe after a little foreplay or spanking, and you will end with you cumming/pulling out and leaving so the next club member can have a go. 2. I will try and reply to Amy getting fucked after each club members post Do Not reply unless "Dreamsnthings" is the most recent reply I want to keep this a somewhat ongoing scene with multiple different partners, to facilitate this I need a chance to respond after every time i have been fucked 3. length is not my main concern, content is its fine if you cant write the longest reply to whatever was the most recent reply from me, that said if you give me more interesting material to work with I will probably have a nice kinky reply for you to read later on~<3 4. If you have gone once, wait for other dreamers to have a shot before going in for round 2 I hope im fun enough for some people to want more, but if thats the case let others have turns in the spirit of this club... actually not even 100% if you can join back in later on here... 5. Have fun this is a cheep shot as a number 5, but seriously, dont force a reply if your not feeling my most recent post, skip it, i plan to reply to this often so you can just come play with me when your really feeling whatever just happend~<3 If you read all that, then im looking forward to having you inside me~ whoever you are~<3 )