Charlotte's Conversion (closed for Iwasagoodgirl)

Claude

Oh my! I would certainly have to seek out more nurses in the future, if Pat was an indication of what women in that profession offered. Up to this point, I had favored engineers, whose ardor reminded me of Vulcans in Pon Farr. The way you gave yourself to the moment, and the subtle chemistry that set my body on fire, was breathtaking.

We lay gasping from our efforts, as I withdrew from you. The sudden coolness of the air on my cock was accentuated by the tiny amount of residual oil upon the shaft. I smiled as I turned you on your side and spooned behind you. I think you might have thought we were done and settling in for a cuddle, as you started as I brought the tip of my cock to your freshly fucked sex. You arched your back, pressing your booty back towards me. I shifted and slid back into you. We both experimented for a minute, until we established a lazy, sensual rhythm. My hand shifted from your hip, sliding down to your sex. Your moan must have woken our neighbors when my fingertips brushed your engorged clit. The accumulated contact with the oil was having its effect. My touch was light but you gasped and shuddered, telling me it was too intense. I continued lightly and slowly, telling you to be strong. I could see your hands clench the sheets in a death grip as you trembled. But a few minutes later, your breath ragged, you let out a scream and came violently. I rode you throughout, only allowing myself release as you were quieting. My explosion set off further tremors within you. We both gasped and shook as the waves of pleasure washed over us and receded. It took us some time to come down again. There was no compelling reason to move, so we remained joined as unconsciousness took us.
 
John Lumb

After a good rest during my vacation it was time to address life after the church. Chris had asked me to baptize Grace on my return and despite my fall out with Charlotte and Chris I now wanted to build bridges.

I sent a text "Hi Chris. I'm back in England and really want to see my daughter and granddaughter and begin making peace moves. I no longer have a church so if you still want me to baptize Grace it will have to be at your home or maybe somewhere else. In the meantime I've got some gifts for you all. John."

I had deposited £5,000 in a trust fund for Grace giving Chris & Charlie joint custody of the funds until Grace reached the age of 18. I was also going to deposit £250 a calandra month. I hoped I could soon hand this over.
 
Rose Tyler

I agreed to this trip hoping I could get more information out of Edward with which I could complete my mission. The shift seemed as though it would never end but when it did I rushed home to gather my thoughts. After grabbing a microwave meal from my freezer I showered and went to bed.

At 0500 hours my alarm went off and I grabbed a quick shower, breakfast and then made my way to the police station. I was dressed in my denim shirt and jeans as well as my blue denim cap. There was a new girl there named Elspeth about eighteen years old lovely blonde hair which was bunched into a bun. Her uniform showed she was a new entrant. I hoped to get know her better, maybe even add to her education.

But first things first. I reported that so far there was little evidence of anything illegal going on at the club and that the complainant could even be described as wasting police time. I explained I had got to know the head bartender well and I was planning to have a day with him to get as much information as I could.

My Commander advised me to keep my knickers on but then added “But I doubt any man will ever get into your pants.”

I winked “You never know sir, if my Queen and country want me to get laid I’ll have to grin and bear it.” We both laughed.

The commander added “Keep your eyes off Elspeth. She’s an innocent.”

“Maybe not for much longer Sir!” I smiled, saluted and left.

On the way out I approached Elspeth “If you need any advice on anything you only have to ask.” I think I saw her blush as I walked out. Maybe? Who knows?

I undid the top two buttons of my shirt before driving to Edward. Climbing out of my car I locked it and rang his intercom. The door buzzed and I ran upstairs. Making sure my cleavage was on view I entered “Ready for our trip?”
 
Sam

I felt like the cat who had found the pot of cream! You were employed as the chief masseur and you were very good at your job. Every day women came to you with desire and lust in their minds to enjoy their little bit of excitement at your hands. No doubt many of them went back to their husbands or lovers charged up for the night and imagining they were being ravaged by you. But when they had gone home it was me who you took to bed.

This particular night had been long but at last it ended and by the time the bar staff had left and the horny Frenchman had gone off with the naughty nurse it was just you and me. We ensured the beds were cleaned and the lotions were charged ready for the next day.

When the time came to leave I noticed the bar staff had gone and it was all in darkness. Grabbing you hand I said “I was hoping to buy you a drink but we’ll have to settle for something back home. I grabbed you right hand in my left and as we left one of the women who came for treatment was getting into her car. She climbed out and approached us.

“I thought you two were an item” she said with a smile and I braced myself for trouble thinking she was about to kick off. Instead she said slowly “You represent all of us, every woman who gets wet thinking about him. You go girl!” She winked and left.

Turning to you I smiled “You heard the customer” you grinned as I added “I represent every woman!” Again you grinned as I looked at your already swelling manhood 2You have a duty to perform tonight!” I licked my lips and ensured you saw my thighs as I climbed into the car.
 
Pat Roberts

All good things come to an end and that includes off duty periods. I had to go back to the hospital and soon my patients became the most important people in my life. But when I went for coffee my friend Sally came up to me and said “I see you had a very enjoyable leave.” I felt myself blush but had to stay cool but before I could answer she said “I see your badge of honour” and pointed to the back of my neck.

With her help we positioned some mirrors and then I saw it – a fucking great big love bite! How did I miss that? I tried getting out of it by saying “I … I went to the beauty parlour, face waxing. They must have bruised me!”

“Yes, yes” Sally giggled “I thought you were a good girl!”

“I am!” I challenged back

“You were!” She smiled back then asked “What was it like?” The bell went indicating the end of our break and she said with a smile “Saved by the bell!”

The day seemed to drag and I was sure every doctor, nurse, porter, patient and visitor knew how I had spent my time off. Yet it was also a challenge – I had enjoyed it and I wanted more! I broke the rules by going straight to the club in my uniform but I felt at home there. I ordered a burger and chips and sat there to enjoy it.

Suddenly the door opened and in walked Claude who immediately came and sat beside me. “En uniforme, tu es mon ange. Qui ne sera pas longue!” I knew what he meant and I knew he would soon be taking it off. And I couldn’t wait!
 
OOC - Forgive me. Lit had not been sending me new posts as they arrived, as it had faithfully done up until a couple weeks ago. So, I had just assumed my co-writers were busy. Going to catch up while they are on vacation. If any of you would like to see something, please PM me.

IC - Edward

Punting on the Thames. Sounded like a good idea. A chance to talk without the distractions of music or dance or work, or sex for that matter. I had fucked Rose, but really didn't know much about you.

I was finishing packing a basket with food and wine, when I heard the door. I buzzed you in and was greeted by your smile and a lovely cleavage display when I opened the door. I gave you an appreciative kiss, shaking my head inwardly at your blatant display. Did you think the sight of breasts would reduce me to a priapic drooling fool? Close!

I managed to finish packing. You were all curious, but I told you it was a surprise. As we walked to my car, I could not help but admire the way your jeans hugged your ass. Mmm mmm mmm!

It wasn't too long a drive to the dock. It seemed rather busy when we arrived. There was a constable directing traffic. When we pulled alongside him, he looked into the car and exclaimed, "Rose! How are you?"

You looked at him and returned hus greeting. He leaned closer to the window, clearly glad to have someone to talk to, "it's good to see you. How long has it been? Hey, did you hear? Tommy finally made Sargeant!"

A horn sounding brought him back to his duty. He waved us through and I parked, commenting, "old friend?"

You nodded, but didn't offer more. The next 20 minutes were taken paying the fee, getting our boat and pushing off. Not long after that, we were on a quiet spot on the river. It was a lovely day, and we both started to relax. I thought of our drive here and the speeding incident the other day, and asked casually, "so how do you know so many police officers?""
 
Claude

What a treat to see my angel of mercy so soon! We had not made a date yet, as my schedule was always in flux. I had not even thought I would visit the Club today, but our stars were clearly aligned.

I leaned closer to Pat for a kiss and mischievously stole one of your chips. You giggled at me as I popped it in my mouth, commenting about me taking liberties.

"I intend to," I replied, looking you in your dark eyes.

I settled back, smiling, "So, are you planning on staying for the party this evening?"

"Party?" you enquired.

From where you were sitting, the rest of the was not immediately visible. You were pretty much done with dinner, so I took your hand and set it on my arm. We walked out of the small dining area onto the main floor. Various staff members were moving about rearranging and decorating. The bar had been set up like a Tiki temple. The dance floor had been transformed into a beach. Lawn chairs abounded and fake palm trees had sprouted everywhere. A banner hung near to stage, with floral lettering, "Surf, Sun, Sand and SEX"

We saw Julian walking by, bare chested, wearing breezy tropical white pants and a shell necklace. His adoring girlfriend was dressed only in a sarong, clinging to her slender body.

I pulled you closer, whispering in your ear about a change of uniform. The owner certainly saw to everything, as there was a room set up with various island clothes for sale and rent. We parted for a time, as each of considered our options. I went native, a loin cloth, an elaborate collar and cuffs, and a feather crown. You had gone with a sarong and flowers in your hair, and laughed at me when you first saw me. I laughed back, "Where else could I possibly get to wear this?"

You giggled unrestrainedly as I took your hand and walked toward the bar, feeling the sudden need for a Mai Tai...
 
Rose Tyler

'How do you know so many police officers?'

My stomach turned with that question because I was now straddling two worlds. In the first I was an ex soldier turned professional under cover police officer. In the second I was an assertive lesbian who had a string of lovers but was now, dare I even think this? Yes now I was actually falling in love with you. Those two worlds were about to collide with catastrophic results.

I took a deep breath to get oxygen to my brain as I tried to give a logical answer. Before I could reply events took on another turn which would take the decision from me. Coming towards us was a small motor boat with three men on board. We both turned to ensure we were in the right position. I noticed they were travelling quite fast so I shouted a warning "SERIOUS BEND AHEAD!"

Suddenly speeding towards them was a police motorised yacht. The men shouted something and started shooting. I immediately pushed you to the deck, laid on top of you and drew my Glock 17 and shouted "ARMED POLICE! DROP YOUR WEAPONS!" One of the men turned to aim at me and I shot him in his forearm causing him to drop his weapon into the water. By now the motor yacht was alongside and they immediately disarmed the other two suspects.

One of the police officers turned to me and was about to say something when he recognised me "Are you ok? ... Sorry ... Ma'm! I thought you were assigned to Vice!"

I climbed off you and whispered "You were asking?"
 
Edward

What the FUCK?!!!

One minute, I am quietly punting up river, enjoying a quiet moment with Rose. The next, I am lying on my back, my head smarting where it smacked the bottom of the boat, my ears ringing from the sound of a gun being fired up close and personal.

I was, for once, glad when you got off me, as my back was arched over something in the boat. I looked up at you as you rose and put your Gun! back in your purse. I really had no clue as to what to say.

Perhaps fortunately, there was no time to talk. The officers in the motorboat wanted statements from both of us, and towed our boat back to the dock. When we got out, it was clear that we would be separated. I looked over at you, trying to wrap my mind around your secret identity, "well... uh, thanks for a truly memorable morning..."

I held up the basket a little, cracking a grin, "I think lunch emerged unscathed, if you have time later... if you're not on duty or something."

You told me you would see, then walked off with a couple officers. As I was escorted to a police car to make a statement, my mind started pondering, "was what we had shared genuine, or just part of the job for you?"
 
Chris

It had taken a little persuading. Carol agreeing to baby sit for a few hours closed the deal. But Charlie agreed to come to the Club this evening, for a few hours, for the Fantasy Island party. You had never been to one before, and they were such fun. Like every other themed party, it allowed people to dress up and loosen up. Even my staff enjoyed them.

I had spent a good part of the afternoon overseeing preparations. I was walking towards the entrance when I saw Edward come in, looking tentatively about. I hailed him, commenting I thought he had the day off. He joked that he couldn't miss the party, but part of me wondered if something else was up. But I didn't have time to think about it. Lots to be done.

A few hour later, I changed into my finest Ricardo Montalban white suit, and went out to play genial host. I kept my eye on the entrance though. As always, the person I wanted to see most was my wife.
 
Charlie

Doctor Helen Moss was the specialist on child birth recommended to me by most of my friends. My father wanted to try to make amends for his past so he paid for me to have a private consultation with her. Sadly you couldn't come because you were working at the club on this 'Fantasy Island Night'.

The good doctor examined me and Grace and then told me I could 'resume bedroom adventures' as long as you and I took it gently. "For the first few times tell him to treat you as though you are a virgin" she advised.

Grace and I arrived home to find Mum there ready to baby sit. You told me we were going to the club and there would be no argument. I decided then to give you my news when the party was in full swing.

We arrived to see an agitated Edward there even though it was his day off. Rose was missing so I assumed they had fallen out. But I didn't have much time to think about things. The Frenchman Claude was there with the nurse Pat Roberts who offered to help me pick an outfit. In the changing room she asked me about Grace and how I was. I whispered to her that I was now allowed to get back to the bedroom as long as Chris was gentle. Pat immediately advised I dress as tribal princess looking for her first man.

The coconut bra and grass skirt fitted well and enhanced my figure. Coming out to the dance floor I found you in your suite and got into character "Sir" I said in a seductive Pacific accent "I need your help Sir! My father wants to marry me off to a man I've never met. If you could save me I'd be ... I'd be very grateful!"

"How grateful?" You asked

"VERY!" I responded. Then I whispered "The doctor said we can be naughty. As long as you are gentle. Treat me like I'm a virgin." Then back in character I added "I'd do anything to escape this marriage. ANYTHING!"
 
Rose Tyler

I felt so sorry for you. You had such good plans for our day out and now they were ruined because there was a small party of villains who were trying to transport drugs on the canal. But what could I do? I'm a serving police officer and these criminals were shooting at my colleagues.

Once at the station I told my senior officers you had nothing to do with the incident and had become a personal friend. No one would believe I was sleeping with you because I was known as being a total lesbian. After you were released I filled out my report and headed home.

In the evening I decided to go to the club and resign my position. There was a party taking place and as soon as I arrived I saw you. I walked up to and whispered "We need to talk. I know you won't believe me but I really did ... I mean I still do have feelings for you." Then I added "If the basket is still intact and the wine is in the fridge" I smiled "I'm hungry." The ball was back in your court but it was obvious you had not blown my cover. "Shall we go?" I asked as I licked my lips seductively.
 
Pat Roberts

My night with the Frenchman was going to be amazing but first I needed to get changed. I chose a female sailor's uniform with a short navy blue skirt and a 'whiting' that emphasised my cleavage.

Charlie turned up with Chris and he asked me if I was enjoying my membership of the club. I'm sure he could see by my smile that I was. Charlie was a little worried about leaving Grace but I'm sure no one could ask for a better sitter than Carol.

I took her into the changing room where she told me she get back to gentle sex. We laughed when I said she needed something virginaland we settled for island native costume. She showed me camera shots of Grace and she looked beautiful.

When we returned I saw not only had Edward come in but this Rose Tyler woman too. Where did I remember her from? But any queries were taken from me when Claude took me in a hold and danced close to me. "I can feel something hard against my leg" I giggled as purposely ground against it "remember I'm a sailor girl, on the Queen's business!" I knew where we would end up tonight. And what we would be doing!
 
Edward

What a difference a minute can make. I had been feeling kinda bitter, all these people around me flirting and teasing, on their way to sensual pleasures. Me? Wondering if I would ever see the woman I had taken a shine to again. I didn't even have a bartender I could go pour out my troubles to. So I made drinks and smiled the neutral smile bartenders have.

Until I saw you. You walked in and I could see the intent in your step. You strove straight up to me, stopped, and whispered in my ear. I looked at you, wanting very much to believe you, and grinned, "One condition, you let me make us a drink."

You smiled back at me and took a seat, opposite me. As I started pouring a scorpion bowl, I looked at you with new eyes.

Setting the bowl down between us, I grinned again, "Is dating a police officer always that exciting?"
 
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Chris

Hallelujah! My role was momentarily set aside as I pulled Charlie close. Despite the coconuts pressing rather painfully onto my chest, I wanted to feel your body against mine. "I have missed you," I admitted softly, "and I remember your first time as well."

We kissed, a joyful casual kiss, followed by one deeper and more sensual. Remembering my role, I took your hand and led you to the 'beach.' "Dance with me," I told you, "Let everyone see you belong to another man, to me."

The DJ was playing a medley of calypso and other music I had not heard before. People were dancing merrily none the less. Charlie and I tried our best to blend in, but many patrons were glad to see us back and watched us expectantly. After the third time of getting whacked with one of your coconuts, I spun you around and held you still, as I untied the dangerous husks. You turned towards me again, your hands covering your breasts. I reached for your hands, took them and wrapped them around my neck. Now I pulled you close, your soft breasts pressing against me, as our hips sashayed rhythmically. You eased my white jacket off, and our slow dance of disrobing began. Granted, I had far more garments to remove, and you enjoyed divesting me of them. I settled for methodically removing fistfulls of grass from your skirt. We ended up near naked, still dancing, a circle opened round us on the beach. Other couples, threesomes, and more somes, had followed our lead. The DJ, from his perch, put on something low and rhythmic. I pulled you down onto the soft fabric covering the dance floor, showering you with kisses. You laid back, resting your arms above your head, giving yourself to me...
 
Rose Tyler

'Is dating a Police Officer always this exciting?'

"O sometimes it's far worse!" I joked before becoming serious "I've been taken off this case so I won't be here again. But I would like to keep whatever we had going. You're a good man Eddie!" I raised my drink to my lips "The police have very strict rules about who it's officers date, rather like the army do. I had to check you out and you're whiter than white ... Well you were done for speeding back in 2014 and you parked on a red line in 2013 but apart from that ..." I held your gaze and added "What I'm trying to say is ... I can date you ...if you want me!"

We both smiled and I added "I had no choice about what I did today. The police is like the army, we're family and any one of us would take a bullet for their colleagues, it's the way we're built. Those bastards have been running drugs from South America for years. The Drug Squad were on to them and they were about to make an arrest when they were fired upon. Although I'm with the Vice Squad I had to defend my colleagues. You know the rest."

As we spoke we saw Charlie grinding against Chris and both laughed. "I need to give my notice to Chris. But something tells me he'll have something else on his mind tonight." We both smiled then I asked "Maybe you'll have something else on your mind too!" And I winked before asking "Got any of that wine left?"
 
Claude

The atmosphere at the Club was like Rio at Carnival. Costumes, liquor, and great music had everyone whooping and dancing in various states of undress. And of course, sex in abundance. You could not look any direction without seeing someone engaged.

My sailor girl was wide eyed and delirious at the scene around her. Pat was watching the owner and his lovely wife moving feverishly together. It is always curious to see people you know in one context naked and playing.

We were still dancing when you gave me a desperately horny kiss. I laughed softly as I sat down on the fabric covered dance floor. I reached for the ties of your sailor pants and undid them. I slid the garment down your legs to reveal you were naked beneath. As you stepped out of them, you smiled naughtily at me. I smiled back as I reached for your hips and pulled them towards my face. You teetered for a second, then stepped forward, straddling my legs. I kept my eyes on yours as I kissed your mons. I shifted and tilted my chin, as my lips sought your sex. Your lips parted as mine brushed your wetness. I extended my tongue and teased your opening... so delicious...

Your hands reached down into my hair, petting my head softly, until I began to run my tongue up and down your furrow, brushing your clit with each stroke. Your grip on my head tightened a bit as your body trembled. My hands firmly stroked the cheeks of your derriere. I had originally started this just to tease you, but as your arousal mounted, I decided to see how far we could take this. I paused and sucked your clit gently, feeling your hands grasp my head and your hips grind against my face. I responded with quick, soft licks, and soon was rewarded your cry of love and the powerful trembling of your body.

I all but held you up for a moment, as you regained your composure. You looked down at me and pulled off your top aggressively. I busied myself for a moment, pulling aside the loincloth. You lowered yourself down, taking my face in one hand and my cock in the other. You locked eyes with me as you guided my cock into place and then sank down on it. I purred as my tiger took hold of my shoulders and started to fuck me.
 
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Edward

"As a matter of fact, I do," I replied to my new police girlfriend, "but I did volunteer to work this evening, and people are drinking like fish."

Your lips pouted so cutely, but you understood duty and being part of a team. I smiled as you stepped behind the bar with me, commenting, "one last time."

We settled into a familiar rhythm. I knew this wasn't your profession. Far too dull. But I was going to miss you.

My thoughts were interrupted by the rhythmic pounding of drums and a small procession weaving its way through the main floor. Rose looked at me with raised eyebrows. "Virgin sacrifice, " I explained.
 
Timothy

I had been really hesitant about shelling over the kind a coin they wanted for a trial membership and the security guy scared the crap out of me, but now that I was inside the Club... Jeesus! It was fucking amazing in here!

Everywhere I looked, there were people drinking and dancing in next to nothing. Everybody was having sex, close to having sex, flirting, teasing... I don't think I blinked once. Even the staff was into it. I had to wait at the bar for the bartenders to take their eyes off each other to get a drink. The woman looked at me like she wanted to card me, before smiling and filling a coconut with something tropical and strong. I was admiring her cleavage and taking my first sip, when I heard a commotion and the other bartender mention something about virgin sacrifice. My expression must have been priceless as he grinned and commented that he thought she had been sacrificed at least once before.

Indeed, the woman being carried in by six guys did not look particularly innocent. A curvy Eurasian in her mid 20's, sparsely dressed in a white sarong, the victim held one arm to her forehead, wailing dramatically. A massage table, covered with a stone colored cloth, had been set up in front of a large tiki idol. Four drummers beat a slow steady rhythm as she was brought forth and laid upon the 'altar.'

Hands from all sides descended on her, making short work of her sarong. She was held to the table by four sets of hands, spreading her wide. And while she protested, the flush of her skin and hardness of her nipples spoke of her arousal. A man came forward and began to drizzle oil up and down the length of her body. Hands followed, as a half dozen guys spread the oil over every inch of her skin, taking time to tease whichever erogenous zone was in their reach.

I had been with a few women, but I had to admit that I had never seen any woman so aroused before. She writhed on the table as though she was being electrically shocked, her muscles straining against the hands that held her wrists and ankles. It seemed as though she was trying to press her body against each of the hands that anointed her. The guy whose hands were teasing between her thighs seemed pretty savvy, just brushing her labia every so often, smiling as a ripple would pass up her body each time.

Pretty soon, the lustful expression on her face was changed to one of trembling frustration and want. She began to beg him incoherently. I heard my bartender moan behind me as our 'virgin' suddenly screamed as fingers began stroking her clit. Her body nearly lifted off the table as she came violently.

There were loud hoots and applause as she did, and the drums began a new beat. One of the men in the procession stepped up, his erection proceeding him. The 'virgin's' ass was moved to the edge of the table to meet him. The sacrifice's head tilted up and looked at him, their eyes locking in hunger, as he guided his cock into her waiting channel.

I was panting just watching, my own cock throbbing in my pants. I heard another guttural moan behind me, and turned to see my bartender's hands on the bar, her body tilted forward, her cleavage gloriously displayed. The other bartender stood behind her, right behind her, his hips moving slowly.
 
Timothy

Ohhh mannn! I was going to burst a blood vessel if I didn't get some soon. I looked at my bartender for a moment, just a foot from me. Her eyes were wide, but unfocused, her lips open slightly, an look of erotic 'agony' on her face. The other bartender had clasped her hips, and was grinding more forcefully against her. His cock must have been buried deep, not pulling out much with each stroke, but continually stuffing her channel. I ached to reach out and touch her, but... it was just too intimate. They were into each other. I could feel it.

I eased away from the bar, almost feeling as though I was intruding. I looked again at the stage, and was struck by the difference. That was sex, pure animal sex. A guy had just dismounted the 'sacrifice,' a gush of semen pouring from her to join the small pool at the base of the 'altar.' She looked up and focussed on several of the guys standing near her feet. She reached a foot out and began to stroke one guy's bobbing erection. He must have had a real foot fetish, as he started to tremble and suddenly came violently all over her foot and leg.

She laughed merrily, then focussed on one of the other guys, crooking her finger at him. He moved forward, bending over first to kiss her. She wrapped her feet around his ass and pulled him closer, ordering, "No, fuck me, NOW!"

"Yessss," she hissed as he guided his cock into her sopping cunt. He slid deep and held himself for a moment, closing his eyes. She began pulling him with her legs, again ordering, "No, don't stop, fuck me, give it to me, hard and fast and NOW!"

He did, and he didn't last long. She arched her back as he began to gasp, and purred as she felt his hot splash inside her. He ground against her for a moment, his face coloring at having cum so quickly. But no one, but him perhaps, cared. She and those watching roared anyway, another sacrifice taken.

She eased back on the table, turning her head from side to side, and by chance looked at me. I must have looked suitable, because she blew me a kiss and gestured with her head. With a determined look on my face, I was shucking clothes as I walked to the base of the altar.
 
Chris

The party, like most big events at the Club, had a life of its own. The staff and I could nudge things one way or the other, but once it picked up steam...

Like a sexual hurricane, it roared around us now, Charlie and I, as we kissed and touched each other feverishly. I was so damn hard, that kind of erection you could hang a hat on or hammer nails. It had been far too long...

I knew I had to be careful, as I eased the tip of my cock up and down your furrow, brushing repeatedly over your clit and your opening. The look on your face, as pleasure took you, was entrancing. I continued to tease you, until you brought your hands to my hips and pulled me hard. I entered you and we both trembled hard. I paused until the moment passed, then began to move, slowly. It was a delicious sensation as the ridge of the head played over the textures of your channel. I paused again, fighting the rising impulse to cum. You took my face in your hands, kissing me, begging me to cum with you.
 
Claude

A part of me laughed heartily. My sailor girl/nurse/angel should have been wearing leather chaps and a western US hat, the way you bucked and rode me cowgirl. My hips would surely be bruised in the morning, given your vigorous assault. You leaned your head back at one point to moan loudly and I nearly shouted, "yee ha!"

Your moan signaled your second climax, your rhythm becoming erratic as your sex pulsed around my cock. You finally settled down again, sitting with my manhood fully sheathed inside you as you opened your eyes and kissed me. "My turn," I said with a grin.

I helped you dismount me, then turned you to face the table. I eased you forward, until you were leaning on your elbows on the table, your delicious derriere facing me. The sacrifice was in full swing in front of us, and I could see it had captured your attention.

My fingertips brushed over your wet sex as you watched various men caressing the ex-virgin. I waited until one of them mounted the girl before entering you again. You moaned a loud Yes as your hands gripped the edge of the table. I could feel your pussy tightening as your arousal mounted.

Your moans turned to a frustrated, "noooo... more..." as the fellow we were watching came and withdrew suddenly. You looked back at me with eyes wide, until I entered you again. Looking forward, you saw another guy had mounted the sacrifice. He was going at it hammer and tongs (as you say,) so I matched his intensity, clasping the curve of your hips and fucking you hard.
 
Pat Roberts

So much was happening so fast it was difficult to imagine what life was like before Chris and Charlotte had come into the hospital for the birth of little Grace. Here I was in a club being fucked by a Frenchman while all around me couples were in various states of orgasmic explosion.

On the stage a table had been transformed into an altar on which an innocent looking girl was pretended ng to be a virgin. There was a strong sex smell in the air and she was crying out as man after man was destroying her innocence.

At the bar that familiar looking woman was positioned to allow Edward access to her sex and I could see the look of excitement on both their faces. I found myself on my back on a table as you placed your cock at my entrance and lunged forward. I felt my walls tighten round your shaft as we both groaned and I thought I was going to die of pleasure.

I moaned the words "No more!" But I was already lost as I held on to claim every last drop of your seed. Our orgasms were simultaneous as I came hard on your shaft as you shot wave after wave into me.

Time seemed to slow down or even stop but eventually we came to a halt and I knew I had been well and truly totally fucked. And I loved every minute.
 
Edward

People lost control at the Club, and had the time of their lives. That was by design, Chris's design. He spoke of it often, and as I watched it play out around me, I could see his genius. At this moment, it was my control that was ebbing, and my animal being rising. Rose had been teasing me for some time, and I had finally given in, flipping up your short skirt and entering you. I had wanted to go slow, savoring the feel of you, the textures of your channel, as my cock eased in and out, in and out.

Your hands were on the bar top, clasping the edge. Even with the noise, I could hear you purring. Perhaps it was seeing the easy tension in your hands or the dampness of your blouse, but I set my hand on your shoulder and pushed you down, until your breasts were pressed against the bar. I thrust harder, pinning your hips to the inside of the bar. I sank deeper and we both growled in pleasure.

I started to fuck you hard, my cock entering you fully with each stroke. You started to push yourself off the bar, and I grit my teeth. I pushed you back down with one hand, while the other grabbed a handful of your hair and pulled your head back. People were watching us now as guttural cried escaped both of us. I pounded you, held you down and pounded you. It was not long before I felt your cunt squeeze my cock like a vise. I continued to ram it into you and came violently inside you. riding your thrashing body.

I continued to hold you as our pleasure ebbed. When my gripped loosened, you relaxed and looked back at me, your expression dazed. I slid out of you and your immediately moved to embrace me, our lips meeting as we shivered.
 
Charlie

This had been an eternity, way way too long. I felt like a virgin again. We were dancing and watching and mixing and you felt so hard, so loving. I held your gaze and began to tease you "Please Sir, you take too many liberties. I'm a married woman, I have a young baby, you're taking advantage of my vulnerability!"

I surrendered to your kiss and guided your hands to my breasts as I felt something like an electric shock shoot through me. Your hard cock teased me as you brushed against me "No Sir!" I teased again as you entered and I groaned feeling you take position of me.

The club was crowded, couples straight and gay, male & female, guy on guy, girl on girl were making love as gasps of orgasmic fulfillment flooded the air. But to us the place was empty, we were the only people there.

I always knew when you were ready to cum, your manhood seemed to expand a fraction, the tip became even more rigid and you seemed to spasm and jump twice in quick fire. Your eyes told me you were fighting it and that very thought pushed me over the edge. "I want you to cum in me. Do it now!"

As I spoke I felt my whole being shake as my orgasm began to send wave after wave of lust juice flooding from me to bathe you in its sweetness. I called you name, I threw my head back and screamed "I LOVE YOU!"

And I waited my conquest.
 
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