New experience
I won't tell you how we decided to go to the club, but I went there with my boyfriend and a friend. At first everything seemed to go as it should, but after a few hours, I clearly began to feel like the third extra. Deciding that I was just overworked and it seemed to me, I went to the bar, ordered another drink and began to slowly pull it through the tube, looking somewhere at the shelves with alcohol. The only thing that kept me from going into a "trance" was the occasional looming body of the bartender, who walked across my field of vision, taking orders. Sometimes I noticed that he looked at me, but not with predatory interest, but with some bewilderment, because a few hours ago I and my companions had a fascinating conversation with him. Now I sit alone with lost eyes. After a few slanted glances, he came up to me and asked if everything was all right. Without even raising my eyes, I briefly replied that everything was fine. That was the end of the conversation.
Some more time passed until I finished my cocktail, gathered my thoughts and decided to leave the place. I got up from the chair, and though I wasn't really drunk, the dark room started to get darker, and the figures of the dancing people seemed to slow down. All I could do was catch the bartender's eye and nod gratefully. As soon as I did, two tall male figures suddenly appeared in front of me, so tall that I almost crashed into them. The one on the left spoke first:
- Good evening, young lady. My name is Sasha, and this is Artyom," he said, waving his hand at his friend.
- Hello, - said the second one affably.
- Good evening. Pleased to meet you, - I replied briefly, trying to put in my words unwillingness to get acquainted.
- And what's your name, don't tell me?" asked Sasha.
I started to leave, but the men blocked the way.
- Where are you going? We want to get acquainted, and you're leaving.
I rolled my eyes in apparent disgust, but for some reason I gave in and stopped:
- My name is Sasha, too," I replied, shifting my gaze from one interlocutor to the other.
Sasha's eyes sparkled and a surprisingly beautiful and graceful smile appeared on her face. In general, in the darkness of the club and under the influence of alcohol it was difficult to see anyone, but gradually I began to notice what statuesque and attractive men surrounded me. It was as if they had come out of a "man of the year" magazine.
- What a nice coincidence," Sasha said.
- Tell me, Alexandra, why is such an amazing girl in the club alone? - said Artem.
- I... I..., - while I was looking at the delicate features of Sasha's face, I didn't hear Artem's question at all, but coming to my senses, I quickly answered, - I'm not alone here.
- Really?" - fake surprise sparked from his grin, - that made it even more interesting. But I don't think it's appropriate for me to ask about that. I'm interested in something completely different," Artyom paused for a moment to see my reaction, but realizing that I wouldn't interrupt him, he continued, "would you, Alexandra, like to try something new? I can't say for sure, but I don't think you've had that experience yet," Artem's face became a little more serious, but there was a predatory interest in his eyes.
My facial expression made a questioning expression on its own, so I didn't have to say anything extra.
- Well, you, Sasha, - Sasha began to speak, and only now I noticed that his hand was already on my waist, - we want to open you some new world. Interesting. Don't you want to?
- What are you talking about? What new world? I don't understand," I voiced my question.
Sasha leaned towards me and through my hair whispered in my ear, - a threesome.
It was like an electric shock. I sharply removed his hand from my waist and, quickly finding with my eyes the nearest road to the exit, started to leave, but one of the men grabbed me by the forearm. From the outside, you could probably tell that two men were harassing a girl, but not in this case. They did everything so smoothly and carefully that somehow I felt neither hatred nor disgust towards them.
- Wait, Sasha," said Sasha in a gentle voice, whose strong hand grasped mine, "wait, calm down.
- If you don't want to, we'll understand you, and we'll leave quietly, only explain to us, please, why you refuse?
- Are you serious? - the answer to this question seemed too obvious to ask and it made me feel uncomfortable, as if I was in a crowd of idiots, which made me angry, - are you crazy? You offer me a threesome and ask me why I refuse? I'm sorry, but you must have me confused with someone else. I'm not here alone, I came here with my young man and..., - then I remembered that I'm not alone, but then why did I spend so much time alone and nobody even thought about me? I quickly ran my eyes over the tables along the wall, then looked at the dance floor, at the place next to the DJ, at the corridor leading to the toilet stalls and suddenly noticed a couple, merged in a passionate kiss. I was already angry at my interlocutors, and suddenly I felt my guts in my stomach knot up tight. It was my boyfriend and my girlfriend.
Sasha and Artyom, apparently having read in my dazed eyes all the indignation, slightly tensed and looked in the same direction .
- ... and he's sucking up to my girlfriend, great. Let's go, boys," I said confidently, looking directly into the eyes of one and the other. They both smiled and led me in the opposite direction of my ex-boyfriend and best friend.
- Where are we going?" I asked for some reason, even though I didn't really care.
- There are VIP rooms in the club, but they're so VIP that only we know about them," Sasha said with a touch of narcissism.
- Actually, you didn't know about them two days ago, asshole," Artyom said, and they both laughed. I smiled a little too, though it was more out of habit.
As soon as we entered the room, I realized that I was in a not-so-usual and classic bar. It was a small room with dim lighting, a couch in the middle and a small table right by the door. On the table were various sex toys. The men let me in, went in themselves and closed the door behind them. Artyom walked purposefully forward and sat down on the couch. Sasha looked at me and asked if I wanted any of it. I, not thinking long enough, said yes:
- Hmm...," I looked at Sasha with a flirtatious look, took the handcuffs in my hands and turned to the man. Inside I could already feel my lips swelling and my panties getting wet.
Sasha slowly approached me, pressing me against the table, so that my buns lay on the surface, carefully took the handcuffs and put them on my wrists, turned the key, and raised it to my face, touched my cheek, then gently went lower, down my neck, shoulders, skipping the fabric of my blouse. Then trailing the path of the key behind my back, holding my ass with his other hand, then reaching out a little, getting closer and closer to me, placing the key on the far edge of the table.
The return path of the hand lay the same way over my ass. Now he was using both hands to squeeze it tightly. I could feel his cock swelling, resting against my stomach. He kissed me so suddenly and with such force. He was so tall that I had to stand on my toes to kiss him. His hands slid down my back, reaching the back of my head and back to my ass. Each time he made a circle, his hands squeezed my butt hard. Suddenly I remembered that we weren't alone with Sasha, Artyom was watching every action we did. I thought it was strange, since they wanted a threesome, and now it's sitting idle. So I pushed Sasha away slightly and quickly headed towards Artyom. Without ceremony with him, I sat on him, having beforehand slightly pulled my skirt up, and kissed him with the same pace as Sasha kissed me. In addition, I started to move my hips vigorously, so that I could feel Artem's bump between my legs. It didn't take long, and after a few movements Artem's tight jeans were resting against my pussy. My hands, unused to handcuffs, tried to separate, but then I remembered that I was limited in movement and could only stroke the man's chest. Sasha sat down next to us and Artyom threw me from his lap to Sasha's lap with a light movement of his hands. While I repeated the ritual of arousal with him, Artyom undressed, leaving only his underwear, and sat down next to me again. When I pulled away from Sasha, he looked at me with the question "will you suck me off?" in his eyes, to which I honestly admitted that I had never done it before. This phrase really amused both guys, and I felt myself blushing with shame like a guilty kitten.
- We'll teach you to do it nicely, don't worry. If you want to, of course," Artyom said.
- Fuck it, go ahead, - I said.
As I remained sitting on Sasha's lap, I bent down to Artyom's underpants and pulled the fabric away. From there, a decent-sized cock emerged. I unskillfully, but fully confident in myself, took the cock in my mouth and started sucking it. Surprisingly it was easier than I had imagined, and Artem's quiet exclamations of "that's it, girl, keep going" confirmed the fact that I was not so inept. I sat like that, on top of Sasha, while he stroked my pussy through my pantyhose. When one leg began to unpleasantly respond with pain, I pulled my head away from the "lollipop" and Sasha, realizing my movements, helped me kneel in front of Artem, after which I continued sucking while Sasha stroked my ass from behind. Then he asked if he could rip my pantyhose, but I, busy with the case, only mumbled negatively. At the same moment, the pantyhose made a distinctive sound and Sasha's hand was on my bare legs.
- Oops, haha, too late," Sasha said with a grin. I pulled my head away from Artem's cock again to swear, but at that moment Sasha put his fingers in my wet hole and I could only let out a quiet cry, and Artem returned my head to his cock with a quick and strong movement. Some more time passed. Sasha had already pulled off my torn pantyhose and panties and had already put his cock to my pussy, slowly began to penetrate inside, and my vagina was hospitably enveloping the new object. I, unable to stand it, began to moan. With each thrust I felt an unprecedented high. I could feel every centimeter of his cock inside me and it brought me indescribable pleasure. Artyom, seeing how good I felt, no longer tried to shut my mouth, but only squeezed my breasts and looked at me with some curiosity.
After a while the guys switched places and now Artyom was entering me. He did it much more gently, but nevertheless, I also got high from his big cock, and he gradually began to insert his finger into my second hole, from which I was at a loss, but could not do anything. Sasha would occasionally fix my hair when I tried to suck him, and sometimes he would take my head away with the words "you fool, you'll choke".
Later, we changed positions a few more times and when I was on the verge of orgasm, the man abruptly came out of me, saying that it was too early. Suddenly Sasha jumped up and ran over to the table, taking something in his hands. I couldn't see what it was, for Artyom was pounding me too hard, everything was blurred in my eyes.
Once again I changed my position and found myself on top of Artyom, while Sasha came up behind me and started gently inserting something into my ass. From this turn of events, my muscles instantly tightened, and the men simultaneously began to soothe me and I gradually relaxed. This something gently entered my ass and although I felt some discomfort, I liked the feeling. I quickly got back into Artem's pace, riding him like it was the last time and feeling his cock touch that thing in my ass through the wall. The sensation was unforgettable. Sasha went around the back of the couch and I started sucking again. With (as it turned out later) the plug in my ass, I changed several positions again and only after I was on top of Artyom again, Sasha gently pulled out the toy, stimulating my clit. A few more seconds and instead of a cork, Sasha's cock began to penetrate my ass. At that moment I felt a sharp but short pain, and then only pleasure. It was my first experience with double penetration. Although my young man had offered me before to try to diversify our sex life, the variety did not go further than a gag in my mouth. And here I was just overflowing with emotions, riding on two big and elastic members of ahritically beautiful and sexy men. Their dicks were literally touching, moving in time, never once straying. They both moaned, which excited me more and more, and the highlight was the moment when Sasha took me by the neck and started squeezing it. I never dreamed that someone would know so exactly what made me flow like a bitch. But at that moment I felt like I was about to have an orgasm. I was literally screaming and begging to keep going. And that moment came. It was the best orgasm of my life. But in spite of that, the men kept pounding me. After two more orgasms in different positions, they put me down on the floor and simultaneously started cumming on my face. Hot cum was spreading all over my face, and the handcuffs were still restraining my hands. It wasn't until they had completely deflated their fuel that Sasha helped me come to my senses. There was a small shower stall in the fuck-room, so I cleaned myself up and left the club as if nothing had happened.
Did you think it was over?) but it wasn't. In the end it turned out that I was mistaken and it wasn't my young man and my friend. You-you-you-you-you-you-you-you-you-you-you-you-you-you-you-you!
Now we see Artem and Sasha all the time, if you know what I mean ????.