orgy room III

"Well hello there." I say to the shadowy female figure lurking in the doorway of one of the side rooms. "Enjoying the show?"
 
I stop cold in my tracks at the deep voice. Whipping around nervously, I glance at the man who was only just moments earlier, cock buried ass deep in a woman. He was still fully naked, his errection showing no signs of abating.
 
I take tentative steps towards him, mesmerized by his voice and seemingly unable, unwilling to make a run. I smooth my long black hair with shaky hands as he casts a slow, thorough look over my petite body. And I shiver in my tight blue jeans, my chest feeling even tighter in my white top.

"I'm sorry for peeping... I'm... I'm Champagne."
 
'That's quite all right. As long as you were enjoying yourself. That' a pretty name. Do you taste like champagne?" I walk around you, looking you over from head to toe as I speak.
 
"Only one way to find out... " oh no, I didn't mean to say that out loud. There's no denying the sexual attraction I'm feeling towards this stranger. Talking about scents, I can still smell the going-on from earlier...
 
"Yes there is. And I intend to." I stand in front of you now. a few feet away, still looking you over. "Get undressed."
 
Peeks slowly through the door, I hear voices, but I'm not quite sure who and where they're coming from. I peer in, the scene before me as I draw breath, my first instinct to close the door again, so not to be seen, yet I can't resist watching this unfold. I stay a moment.
 
I lock eyes with him, as my hands obey almost subconsciously. I tug my fitted tee up and over my head, exposing my small breasts encased in a simple lace bra. My hands move on to my waist, and I hook my fingers into the waistband. With a shimmy, the jeans slide down to my ankles.
Feeling suddenly embarrassed, I cover the crotch of my lace knickers.
 
I lock eyes with him, as my hands obey almost subconsciously. I tug my fitted tee up and over my head, exposing my small breasts encased in a simple lace bra. My hands move on to my waist, and I hook my fingers into the waistband. With a shimmy, the jeans slide down to my ankles.
Feeling suddenly embarrassed, I cover the crotch of my lace knickers.

Don't be shy, come closer
 
I lock eyes with him, as my hands obey almost subconsciously. I tug my fitted tee up and over my head, exposing my small breasts encased in a simple lace bra. My hands move on to my waist, and I hook my fingers into the waistband. With a shimmy, the jeans slide down to my ankles.
Feeling suddenly embarrassed, I cover the crotch of my lace knickers.

I keep you locked in my gaze, never taking my eyes from yours. My peripheril vision takes in the features and curves of your tight little body as you nervously remove your clothes. I see the dark shadowy outline of your nipples through your bra, and the V of your panties. I see your embarassment at being forced to expose yourself to a stranger, your hand covering your sex. I wonder if your pussy is smooth or natural, or something in between.

"Everything off." I say simply, then wait for you to comply.
 
(I gotta go... I'd try to come back another time!)

Suddenly my phone rings and jolts me out of my lusty haze. I can't give in to my primal desires, I must resist! With the sudden impetus, I grab my clothes off the floor and run out of the Orgy room.

Again, the Orgy room is ready, for the next guests.
 
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walking in with my towel and smiling at the ladies. watching Kiss slide her pants down. " mmmmm "
 
"Good morning Mona. Did you get fucked last night?" I ask looking you over.
 
"Seems like the sort of question that would have an answer though."
 
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