Donning his trendiest outfit one Friday night, Marshall plucked up the courage to visit the hot singles bar he had been reading about in the papers. After paying the outrageous cover charge he was immediately assaulted by the bright lights, pulsating music and the somehow intoxicating scent of intermixed cologne and perfume emanating from the masses of sweaty bodies writhing on the dance floor. Marshall nearly turned on his heel to retreat from the cacophony but then remembered his resolution. âTonight I am getting laidâ he repeated to himself over and over. It was to become his mantra for the evening.Marshall couldnât face the dance floor so he went to the quieter bar and managed to find a seat. He ordered a drink and turned around to survey the place. It was wild. He had never seen so many low-cut dresses, short skirts and bare midriffs. After a while Marshall turned his attention back to the bar. Seated two stools down was a cute woman. Not a fashion model knockout by any stretch of the imagination, but very pretty. She was about 5â4â tall and well proportioned, with brown hair and blue eyes. Sneaking several glances her way Marshall also decided she had very nice tits beneath her v-neck sweater. Plucking up his courage, Marshall walked over and said: âdid it hurt?ââWhat?ââDid it hurt when you fell from heaven?â (page 46)The woman laughed, which made Marshall blush. Now what do I say he thought. Luckily the woman broke the ice.âThat was very cute. My nameâs Brandi.ââIâve never said such a thing before. Iâm MMMarshall.â (Oh my god, did I just stutter?!)âI bet notâ said Brandi with a wink. âThatâs what made it cute. Usually I just shoot down the guys who try that old crap.ââWell, Iâm kind of new at this but I really wanted to check this place out tonight.â Wow, thought Marshall, this woman is easy to talk to. The book was right.Brandi and Marshall chatted for about an hour. It turned out that Brandi was in town for a reunion with old classmates. They hadnât wanted to go out that night so she was by herself. Brandi leaned into Marshall and said âI can tell this isnât really your scene. Would you like to walk me back to my hotel?âMarshall remembered his mantra from earlier and thought things were going just like the book said they would. âSure, letâs goâ.Once at Brandiâs door she stood on her tiptoes and kissed Marshall on the mouth. âWould you like to come in?â she said in a husky voice.âSure!âOnce inside things moved at a rapid pace. In fact, Marshall was a bit shocked at how quickly Brandi was coming on to him. But he wasnât about to complain! The room was a suite and Brandi led him through the living area into the bedroom. She quickly started taking off Marshallâs belt and unbuttoning his designer jeans. He was rapidly getting excited. Brandi was pleasantly surprised as she removed Marshallâs shirt, then boxer shorts. âMy, my, my I can see Iâve made a good choiceâ she said. âYouâve got to be at least 9â long! And I canât even get my hand around the shaft!â Marshall blushed at such compliments about his manhood.
He knew he was bigger than average but had never really thought of that as an advantage. Brandi knelt and quickly took him in her mouth. Marshall was in ecstasy! In almost no time he felt his balls contract and cock twitch as he shot his load into Brandiâs more than willing mouth.âSssorryâ Marshall mumbled at his lack of control.âDonât worry sweetieâ Brandi purred. âYou just need a little more practice, thatâs all. How would you like to try something a bit kinky?âA little embarrassed by his performance so far, Marshall agreed. Laying him down on the bed Brandi grabbed a couple of fur-lined straps from the nightstand. âWhoa, you werenât kidding were you?â said Marshall with a little trepidation. This was completely unexpected, and he didnât remember seeing a chapter on bondage in his book.Slowly tracing her tongue around Marshallâs nipples Brandi said: âI can tell you are up for something new. What do you say?ââWelllll, okay. But not too tight.âOnce tying his hands securely she leaned over and whispered in his ear âhave I got a surprise for you stud.â Marshall was curious as Brandi put a blindfold over his eyes and wordlessly left the room. In the silence that followed Marshall began to get a little nervous. Then he heard several voices in the other room. What was going on and how had he gotten himself in this predicament he wondered to himself. Stupid book! The voices were all female, and they were coming into the bedroom! How embarrassing to be seen like this.âLadiesâ said Brandi, âhere is the newest initiate to our âfuckedâ club. What do you think?â âOohhhâ said one. âHeâs much bigger than the last two. Looks like fun.â âYeah, but do you think he can keep up with us?â said another. Brandi said she had brought some supplements to help out in that department.Marshall was shocked to say the least. He thought about screaming for help but a sharp point against his neck convinced him otherwise. Though Marshall couldnât see through the blindfold, he heard the sounds of several sets of clothing falling to the floor.Forcing him to swallow a handful of vitamins (and probably Viagra); the women were relentless through the night and well into the next day. One at a time they would take his hard cock in their hands and guide its head into their wet pussies, sliding slowly up and down its great length. Then they would move faster and faster, harder and harder, until Marshall felt like he was bouncing on the bed like a trampoline. Sometime during the night they tied his legs and put a pillow under his ass for greater sensation. Each rider would end with a wild orgasm before climbing off to let the next have a turn. Time and time again Marshall would think the ordeal was over, only to be teased, sucked and stroked to yet another colossal hard-on. Marshall wasnât sure but thought it must have been at least six different pussies he was forced to service. When he would lose his erection they would straddle his face and command him to use his tongue to part their labia and caress their swollen clits. Then they would return their attentions to his giant cock, taking turns sliding their pussies up and down its length again. Every once in a while one of them would put an erect nipple to his lips and tell him to suck. The tits came in all shapes and sizes. Marshall just came, again and again and again.
His balls had to be empty after so many ejaculations but still he managed to spurt load after load. This went on for hours, with only a few catnaps to recuperate. And each time, Marshall would be awakened by one of the women licking his balls or sucking his member to attention. At one point during the next day they shaved his cock and balls and rubbed in some strange smelling lotion. This caused his tired prick to once again rise to the occasion â and this time it stayed up long enough for three of the women to get off. After what seemed an eternity, Marshall could no longer get it up â despite the expert attentions of the âclub membersâ. âWell ladies, Iâve think weâve finally worn this one out. Youâve been the best weâve ever chosenâ said Brandi. The others had to agree.One by one his captors left, each kissing his sore, limp cock as she departed. Brandi was the last to go. She removed his blindfold and roughly twisted Marshallâs nipples, causing him to yelp in surprise and pain.âHope you enjoyed yourself Marshall. Youâve got a great tool and it sure seems like you know how to use it now!â She gave him a drink of water then put a piece of tape over his mouth. Then she let out a wicked little laugh and walked out of the room. As she reached the door she said over her shoulder, âhousekeeping will be here in the morning. Have a good rest.â And with that she was gone, leaving Marshall to ponder all that had happened in the past 24 hours. One thing for certain, that horrible book was going in the trash first thing when he got home! Woman of his dreams, hah! More like a nightmare Marshall thought.Once Brandi left Marshall took stock of himself. Other than a few bruises and some fingernail marks in sensitive areas, his only injuries were to his pride. For that at least he was thankful. Even after his ordeal, or perhaps because of it Marshall was able to fall asleep while still tied to the bed. In the morning he was elated when he heard the key in the lock and the familiar cry - âhousekeepingâ. âCome inâ Marshall croaked in a dry voice after managing to push the tape off his lips. âGet me out of here!âThe two young maids let out a gasp as they walked into the bedroom. They took in the sight of Marshallâs naked form strapped to the bed and rushed to his side. âYou poor thingâ one said, you look like you could use some help.â She reached over to untie his hands and as she did so her long hair brushed across Marshallâs chest, inexplicably causing his cock to jump. Both housekeepers noticed its impressive march upward and glanced at each other. Then the one hesitated at the straps. Marshall could only groan as; with a gleam in their eyes and a look at Marshallâs mammoth cock, one maid began to disrobe and the other started to trace her tongue down his chest and belly towards his once again stiffening dick . . . .
