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Pg 2 The Room With The Name

Page 2 (continued from The Room with the Name 10/19)

Leaning across others, I found a place to join her. She introduced herself with a gentle stroke of my hair and face. Her name is “Isabella”. She then brought my lips to hers and kissed me. I felt a charge deep inside me. An excitement growing, anticipating what may happen next. We enveloped each other. My pussy was wet, sticky and ready. She reach deep inside me with her fingers. She played with my ass and ran her finger around my hole. She used my wetness to moisten her finger and enter my ass. All the while kissing passionately, pinching nipples and watching them become more and more erect. I looked to her side and saw some toys she must have brought. I took a lifelike rubber cock and started sucking her clit. Her clit was hot and erect. Very pronounced and not hard to find. Her head fell back as she whispered to me to fuck her. I took the dildo and started to play. We touched and caressed every inch of the others body. The sex was fantastic, like no other time I have had before. I asked her when I could see her again and she replied that “everyone and nobody comes to these rooms, it’s where all can be open and receiving, I’m certain our paths will cross again”. And with that, she swept up her cover, and exited the room.

I was recovering my breath, my sex was throbbing wanting more. I wanted a man, a cock to relieve me of this built orgaism that was held with Isabella and never fully released. I looked about and found many men looking me over. As if they were all inviting me to join them. I lifted my sexed body and went to a bed offset to the left of the room.

One man, had lust in his eyes. Anyone could tell he was an experienced lover. His cock was rock hard and thick. The tip of his cock glistening with his juices. His finger drops to his tool and he tastes himself for my pleasure. What a sight. My eyes were locked on him. Wanting to find out what else he may do.

He stands and turns around taking his toys off the couch were he had been. Then walked very deliberately to me. I was leaning across the bed. Joining me by the edge I took his tool in my mouth. The taste of him and his thick cock were welcomed inside my mouth and down my throat. I reached around him and manipulated his balls with my hands. He let out a sigh. Then I knew I was going to enjoy his penetration.

He tells me to be quiet. Not to utter a word. He pushed my shoulder back, allowing me to lay, looking up at him. He takes a scarf and wraps it around one wrist and ties it off to some eye bolts attached to the wall that until now were invisible. Another scarf was quickly realized and the other wrist was tied to the wall as well. He told me his name is “Chance”. Not giving his name another thought, he reached behind me and pull my head up, placing a blindfold over my eyes, and resting my head back down to the bed we shared. I now am his, his to do as he pleases. I could not stop him if I wanted to. I felt my legs being separated, but knew Chance was still near my face. Another person had joined us and I heard whispering between Chance and another man.

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