“Hey,” Rowan nudges.
“Sorry, he is really good at his job,” I blink, trying to clear the spell he has put me under.
“Tonight, we want you to sit back, relax, and touch yourself. Or don’t. Touch your partner, or if you’re here alone, feel free to come touch me,” he purrs. “Just remember, you can’t leave this room until the show is over.”
“If they sell shirts, I’m buying one and never letting you live this down,” Rowan whispers into my ear.
“Ladies and gentlemen, please enjoy the show and welcome, Angela and Sebastian,” he draws out the man’s name.
I pull my legs under me to get more comfortable. The sensual music comes back on, and two people come out of the dark. The woman is lean and fit, with long brown hair, and big breasts. Her lips are painted red, and her outfit shows everything. The thong rides up her ass, showing her firm globes. Her belly is taut, and the little bikini top barely covers her nipples.
She lays on the bed, arching her back. Her body glitters against the light from the oil she has slathered all over her body, and she starts to roll around seductively, lifting her ass in the air and rubbing her tits against the bed.
While she is in that position, the man comes out next, wearing nothing.
I swallow and start to sweat. We can’t leave. It’s too late. No one is allowed to leave while the show is going on. Oh god, what did I get us into?
Every time the man takes a step, his very long cock slaps against his thighs. His balls are tight, pulled up to his body, and his erection gleams in the light, the slit winking at me, even from afar. This time Rowan’s hand comes and blocks my vision.
I giggle and lower his hand from my face. “Your cock is the best, baby.”
“Damn right. You better remember that,” he whispers, kissing my shoulder.
Sebastian gets on the bed next, and then it slowly starts to turn, letting everyone get a peek at what is going on. She rolls over and he kisses her. Plunging his tongue inside her mouth, as he settles between her legs.
My pussy starts to tingle. I wiggle around to try and get more comfortable, but it doesn’t make a difference. My clit is throbbing, and the show hasn’t even really started yet. Sebastian starts to kiss his way down her chest, grabbing Angelica’s breasts as he feasts on her pussy.
The woman’s moans echo throughout the room.
Other moans follow from others. I can’t see anyone. Not even our old neighbor. I can only hear the noises. Everyone is groaning, grunting, whimpering, and my throat gets dry. I reach for the mini-fridge next to the round bed and grab a bottle of water. I need something to wet my parched throat.
I down half the bottle, but it doesn’t work.
Sebastian flips around, still licking her pussy, yanking loud moans from her, but he shoves his cock down her throat. His thick, long cock doesn’t even go halfway into her mouth because he is so big.
I want Rowan to do that to me.
The thought makes my own moan echo.
And it grabs Rowan’s attention. “You like this?” he whispers, ghosting his lips over my sensitive skin. I’m hot and sweaty. Everything seems oversensitive right now. “If I touch your pussy, will you be wet?”
I nod, unable to say anything because all of my attention is focused on the two people putting on a show. Sebastian is sliding his cock inside Angelica’s pussy now, and she lets out a long, guttural groan from taking all of his cock. Sebastian’s back muscles flex as he starts a furious rhythm.
Suddenly, Rowan pushes me to the headboard, making sure I am still sitting up so I can see the show. He pushes my legs apart and dives in, lapping at my swollen clit. I never thought in a million years, I’d ever do this.
Here I am, though. Surrounded by people having sex because they are watching people have sex. It is kind of like live porn. I can see the appeal. Will I do this again? I don’t know, but right now, I’m really enjoying it.
Rowan sucks my bundle of nerves into his mouth, and I groan along with all the other women in the room. My eyes feast on where Angelica and Sebastian meet. His cock is shining with her juices, fucking her bare and raw.
My eyes roll to the back of my head when I think of Rowan fucking me raw like that. Will Sebastian come inside Angelica? Will that be the big finish?
I’m withering under Rowan, and he holds my stomach down to try and get me to stop moving. With every moan I make, Angelica answers with her own.
Sebastian grunts, cursing from how good it feels. His words, not mine.
My orgasm hits me fast. I have to slam a hand over my mouth to keep myself from screaming, but it seems like I’m not the only one enjoying myself. Other women—and men—are making very loud, sexual noises.
“Fuck, I need to be inside you,” Rowan growls.
I can’t even hear him unzipping his pants.
I’m dazed. Blitzed. All the sexual sounds are taking me to a higher place. My eyes drift toward the middle of the room again, and Angelica is on top, riding Sebastian’s shaft. I can see where they are connected from here, and a good three inches still doesn’t fit inside of her, but she doesn’t seem to care. Angelica bounces on his cock, twisting her nipples between her fingers as she fucks herself to completion.
Rowan doesn’t warn me. He slams himself home, and this time, I don’t hide my scream. I let it roar. I’m so wet; I’m dripping down my thighs. Rowan slides in and out so effortlessly, and he grunts from the feel of how soaking
