Chapter 5 - Mike
Lita puts her hand on my face, turning me to look at her and breaking my eye contact with the cop girl.
“Fuck, that was good,” she sighs, before kissing me hard. My cock is still inside her and I’m gently rocking, sending shivers of pleasure through her body as my cock fills her up. I can feel her pussy clenching me and for a moment I think about just fucking her, slamming into her until I explode.
But now I have someone else who I want to fill with my cum.
I lower Lita back down and help her steady herself. I can see the orgasm has taken it out of her and know she needs a little aftercare.
“Stay here a moment,” I say as I slide from her, removing the condom and tucking myself away.
She nods and leans against the wall, eyes shut and a happy, spaced-out look on her face.
I walk down the corridor to reception and grab one of the many bottles of water they provide for the guests, then take it back to Lita. Cracking the lid, I hold the bottle to her mouth.
“I never drink… water,” she says in a deep voice.
I recognize that she’s referencing the old Bela Lugosi Dracula movie where he said the same thing about wine.
“You do tonight.”
She takes the bottle and knocks it back, drinking about a third of it in one long gulp.
“I’m okay,” she says, standing up straight and smoothing down her outfit. “You should go find that pretty young cop you had your eyes on. If you don’t, someone else will.”
“Are you sure you’re okay?” I ask.
A burly guy in a hockey mask walks up to us and, without saying anything, lifts her up over his shoulder, and starts walking towards the stairs.
“I think I’m going to be fine,” she calls back to me. “Looks like I’ve already found my next playmate. Go get her, and don’t worry about me.”
She’s right, I want to find the cop girl. Something about her resonated inside me as soon as we locked eyes. I could tell she was going to be very popular at the party and I had a sudden urge to claim her for myself.
The house is pretty full, guests arriving all the time and spreading out through the rooms. She could be anywhere by now, so my only choice is searching the rooms one by one.
I walk into the living space at the front of the house and try to push my way through the crowd.
A couple are fucking on the couch just inside and I recognize the woman as Cherry, our host. Her body is painted red, and she’s wearing demon horns.
She catches my eye as I pass and she flashes me a smile before pulling down the head of the man she is riding, pressing it to her breasts as she bucks up and down on him.
Cherry has a thing about being watched and always knows how to create a spectacle to get people gathered around. Unfortunately, that just makes it harder for me to get through the room.
I remember seeing a bar earlier, so I head in that direction, figuring that maybe she had gone to get a drink. As I get near, there’s a small circle of people watching something, and I push my way over to see.
The cop girl is on her knees, getting her mouth fucked by a Viking. Since I last saw her, she has taken her hair down, framing her face. It makes her look even sexier and my cock throbs in anticipation of using her.
The Viking has his hands on the side of her face and is rocking her back and forth on his cock. I can see her eyes and recognize that faraway look in them. She’s a sub, dazed from the feeling of submission and eager to please.
I almost growl with need.
“Oh fuck,” says the Viking as he thrusts into her mouth.
One hand moves from her face to the top of her head and I can tell he’s about to come.
The girl keeps bobbing her head, lost in her own pleasure.
When he explodes in her mouth, she savors his cock and cleans it with her tongue, her hand coming up to milk the last drops out onto her outstretched tongue.
Behind the Viking, there’s a guy dressed as a priest. Maybe he’s supposed to be Rasputin?
He’s stroking his cock and I can see he’s planning to take the Viking’s place.
I step forward out of the crowd as soon as the Viking moves away.
Sliding between the girl and the priest, I pull her up from the floor.
“Hey man, it’s my turn. You can’t just…”
I turn to him with an icy, penetrating stare. “There are no turns. If you want something, you take it. And I want her. So unless you want to take her from me…?”
He pales and backs away, pulling his robes over his cock. I’m sure he’ll find someone else to fuck, but it’s not going to be my cop girl.
I turn back to her and see that she’s coming back around, blinking as she looks at me.
“Oh, it’s you,” she gasps.
I crouch down and grab her shorts, pulling them to the floor. Her little red panties follow.
Standing back up, I look at the people gathered and see the excited expectancy on their faces.
“I know some of you were hoping to use her, but I’m sure she won’t mind showing what a wet little slut she is.”
I feel her slip one arm around my waist and hold on to my side.
“Are you going to be a good sub?” I ask her.
When she nods, I sense nervousness in her. She may be at a freeuse party, but I have a feeling that she’s not very experienced. She seems to be a natural submissive and I’m looking forward to bringing that out more.
I command, “Spread your legs so that everyone can see your pussy.”
Her eyes go wide, but she obeys, spreading her legs for the gathered crowd.
“Good girl.”
I slip my hand between her legs and dip my fingers into her wetness.
She’s soaked and I think how easy it will be to fuck her.
But not now. First, I’m going to put on a show.
My fingers brush her clit and she lets out a low moan, closing her mouth to try to keep it in.
She tries even harder when I rub in a circular motion.
“Oh no, none of that,” I say. “Mouth open so all the ladies and gentlemen can hear how much you like being used. Look at how many of them are touching while watching you. I bet that turns you on, all these people getting to see what a good slut you are.”
She mumbles something, and I give her pussy a little slap. “Use your words.”
Her head falls back and I can see she has closed her eyes. I have an overwhelming desire to kiss her, but my dom side is far too busy enjoying showing her off.
“So good,” she moans. “Want to be a good obedient slut, have people watch.”
I move my fingers faster on her clit in little tight circles.
From the noises she’s making and how hard her legs are shaking, I know she’s loving everything I’m doing.
But I don’t want her to come yet. I have all night to play with her and this is all about getting her feeling even more submissive and owned.
I hear a groan and look over. The priest has his eyes firmly fixed on us, but a woman in a pixie outfit has her hand in his robes, stroking vigorously. Her other hand is squeezing her own breast, and she seems as enchanted with our display as the priest is.
“Now then, be a good little toy,” I say, “and show the ladies and gentlemen what a slutty little freeuse toy you are. Maybe if you’re good, some of them might even come while watching you.”
I give her pussy another slap and her low moaning changes to a loud cry.
“Oh fuck. Oh fuck yes,” she shouts, grinding herself on my hand, trying to give herself more pleasure. I’m still not ready for her to come, so I pull my hand away.
From the corner of my eye, I see the priest coming in the pixie’s hand as my cop girl falls into my embrace.
I scoop her up into my arms, and the crowd parts for us as I carry her across the room.
Someone has already claimed the pixie, and she gets down on her knees to take on everyone who wants her.
As much fun as it is to watch people play, I want some privacy so I can ravish this enchanting woman who is now all mine.
There are private rooms for people to use upstairs, so I grab her discarded clothes and carry her up there. I close the door behind me with my foot and the thickness of the wood drowns out the sounds from the party. We’re alone now, just the two of us.
I lay her down on the center of the bed and then walk to the end. Her eyes follow me as I pull off my costume, and I smirk at how her eyes widen again as I take out my cock and stroke it to its full size.
“You know what I am going to do to you?” I ask.
Her voice is quiet. “You’re going to fuck me.”
“Do you consent to me fucking you?”
She nods.
“I need to hear you say it.”
She pushes herself up onto her elbows, and her eyes go to my cock.
“Please fuck me. I want to feel your cock inside me.”
There is a desperation in her voice that makes my cock pulse and bounce in the air, getting a giggle from her.
“Take your top off,” I tell her as I bend down and take a new condom from my trousers and roll it down my shaft.
She complies quickly, eager to get ready for me. Underneath her top, she is wearing a red bra and I stop her before she removes it.
“Leave it on for now.”
I crawl onto the bed on top of her, kissing her softly. Her mouth opens for me and her hands come up to hold my face.
I break the kiss and slide my hands over her wrists, pinning her down to the bed. I press the tip of my cock to her pussy and I am just about to thrust into her when she gasps.
“Wait! I have to tell you something first.”