Sara's Feeling Slutty

Sara had a rough week. Work was stressful. Her parents were asking yet again about when she was going to get married. Her hot water had been out for three days and the dishes were piled up. Nothing was going her way. She was frustrated and grumpy and needed to blow off some steam.

One of her favorite ways of blowing off steam was to head down to the local sex club. She loved to play hard and fuck harder, so it worked for everyone involved. Today she slid on her favorite “fuck me” black leather skirt and a tight fitting black cotton tank top that showed every last curve of her breasts and nipples. She gently parted her long, curly red hair and put the carefully formed ringlets up in a set of perfectly formed pigtails. A tiny bit of makeup and some lip gloss to seal the deal, and she was ready.

As she stepped into the Uber, she wondered what she was in the mood for tonight. She didn’t really know, but she liked not knowing. She is just going to see where the night takes her. They pulled up to the discretely located club and she tipped the driver before stepping out in the reasonably comfortable wedge-heeled boots she had chosen. She knew that the rest of her outfit was enough that she could choose comfortable shoes.

She walked into the club and stopped off at the booth beside the door to get a pink glow necklace. They meant “anything goes” and she was absolutely down for an anything goes type of night. She headed to the dance floor. Once she started moving, there were not many eyes that were not pulled in he direction. Her dance said “fuck me” in no uncertain terms. She swayed her hips back and forth like a belly dancer making her hips and ass gyrate in a motion that left very little to the imagination. Then the chorus hit and she did this little hop up and down thing. She was wearing no bra and that shirt was clinging to every single curve. Her breasts bouncing was accentuated by her very erect nipples moving up and down, up and down, up and down. The trance was broken for more than one person when a man slid up behind her, moving his hands over her gyrating body.

Everyone watched his hips come up behind hers, moving with her ass, against her ass. Then his hands wandered up to the front of her body. He nibbled on her neck gently, still moving with the music, when he grasped her breasts suddenly and forcefully with both hands. He brought the thumb and forefinger of both hands to her nipples simultaneously and started rubbing them. You could tell that nothing about his touch was gentle, and Sara liked it. She was pushing her ass up against him now as they swayed to the music. She was rubbing against his growing erection. She loved feeling it, loved feeling it grow harder. She couldn’t see his face but was still wanting him. She wanted to feel that cock inside of her.

The fingers that were rubbing her nipples through her shirt started to pinch them. Each time he did a shock ran through her body. She would throw her head back and open her mouth just a little bit. The whole room was watching her get aroused.

As the next verse started you could tell that Sara was getting more and more into the man groping her, and less and less into the song. He was teasing and pinching her nipples pretty relentlessly at this point, and she was humping him with her ass in turn. The entire room felt her need. It was as if the crowd was rooting for her, wanting that cock with her.

Sara was losing herself in the music and the touch when she felt the man pull her shirt down, letting her breasts swing free. He gave them both a good squeeze before letting one hand caress her thigh upwards until he had moved her skirt up enough so that he could cup her sex in his hands. The crowd watched as he started to stroke her clit gently, teasingly. She was really moving her hips now. You could tell that she wanted more, and he obliged first by slipping one, then two fingers into her. They danced like this for another whole verse. One hand teasing and pinching her nipple, while the other teased her clit and pussy. Her arousal grew and grew until she was completely unaware of the rest of the room watching them. She had slipped her hands behind her now, working the mans pants open and getting his rock-hard cock out so that she could play with it before he hopefully gave her what she needed.

Once Sara had the man’s cock out, he wasted no time with it. He grabbed both of her breasts again, pinching the nipples now as if they were all he had to hold on to. She virtually forced her slick, hungry pussy onto his cock as he expertly sent a pain through her nipples that she now knew she would be chasing for the rest of her life. It made her crazy, fervorous, to cum. She worked herself against the cock inside her. She grinded against it to the music, moving herself up and down, around and around on top of that cock. She wanted to feel it everywhere. She needed to feel it, well, right there specifically, she thought, as she was getting closer and closer to orgasm. Sara let out a moan that resonated with, well, everyone, since everyone was watching at this point. Just a little bit more and…. When it hit her, she screamed. The man played her nipples as she came, stretching out her orgasm for what seemed like forever. He stoically lasted until she was coming down before his climax exploded into her willing depths. He slipped out of her, zipped himself up, and tugged her clothes back into place before slipping off into the darkness of the dance floor once again.

Sara took a few seconds to catch her breath before deciding to head off to the bar to grab a drink, unaware that the entire establishment had just watched her encounter on the dance floor. She ordered a Moscow Mule and took a seat in a nearby booth with her cold copper mug and cocktail napkin.

She hadn’t been sitting long before an attractive bearded man slid in beside her. “Hey there! I’m Will”

“Nice to meet you Will,” Sara chimed. “What can I do for you?” she asked with a wink.

Will decided not to beat around the bush. “You put on quite a show on the dance floor, and I’m sure I’m not the only one who would love to make use of your lovely, pink-necklaced little body. Perhaps you will consider spending some time as a featured guest in the Play Room this evening?”

The Play Room was a specially outfitted room in the club designed for people who wanted to get busy. She had been in there before, but not as a featured guest. There was a variety of furniture equipped for erotic use, including some tables equipped with restraints. She had been fantasizing about being tied up lately. It might be a good time to take the jump.

Will could see her mind wandering. “Is there something specific you had in mind?”

Sara blushed. She had been caught red handed. She couldn’t deny she was thinking something, and she wasn’t sure that she even wanted to. “I’ve been thinking about being tied down a lot lately. I know there are some tables in there. Maybe I could be tied down and people could do anything they want to me?”

“Yes. That could be easily arranged. Do you want to be able to see?”

“I think so, yes.” Sara thought out loud.

“Then it will be a very fun night! Head over when you’re ready. I’ll be waiting.” Will promised.

Sara slowly finished her drink. Wait, everyone was watching? The realization hit her. She didn’t feel embarrassed though, only more turned on. Her nipples were still a little sore from the encounter, but now they tingled in a way that made them stand at full attention. She realized the eyes that were on her and had to close her mouth a little bit.

Her walk to the Play Room did have her blushing a little bit. She noticed the eyes that followed her there. It was a lot of eyes. Her nipples were poking through her shirt. She couldn’t help but be hyper aware of them. Everyone was looking. She had never been so glad to open a door in her life as when she reached the one to the Play Room.

“Let’s get you settled in for a fun night!” Will exclaimed as he led her over to a table with a bunch of straps and buckles on it. He helped her hop up with a little stool, then made sure she was comfortable as he strapped her arms in, then buckled a wide strap around her hips, tightening it so that she could barely wiggle them. He then took one leg and then the other, strapping them down so that her knees were bent and her legs stretched wide. This pushed her skirt up to where everything was exposed. Her hips were right at the edge of the table so that anyone could step right up and just slide into her. There was nothing she could do to stop it (besides the accepted “Red,” of course). There was certainly nothing about her body that would stop it. She was wet and dripping. In fact, she realized, she was dripping slowly onto the floor. A puddle was beginning to form under her that would only grow as the night wore on.

“It looks like we might need a mop.” Will commented. Now that did make Sara blush. “It’s okay dear, we all like a juicy one.” He quipped, sending the red flush on Sara’s face even deeper. Will did, in fact, grab a mob they kept in the corner for such instances. It was always the sign of a good night.

As it got quiet in the room Sara realized just how little she could move and how exposed she was. Someone could come up to her and do almost anything. She was helpless. She kind of loved that. She felt even more wetness slip from herself as the loudspeaker came to life with an announcement.

Will’s voice echoed through the club “Welcome! We hope you are enjoying your evening! We all know that Sara is after what we all witnessed earlier on the dance floor. I would like to announce that Sara is all tied up, willing, waiting and dripping for you in our very own Play Room. Please step right up and take your turn. It’s a mop night folks! Let’s make this little hottie rain!”

Sara was definitely blushing now. She was the night’s entertainment, and what exactly did “making her rain” mean? She heard the door open and voices laughing in the background. Wait, these weren’t even men. The three women came into view, still giggling. What were they even going to do?

Her question was quickly answered as the women went to work. One went to work on her breasts, quickly freeing them from the thin black fabric that was so perfect at outlining what was underneath by slipping the shirt underneath them. This made them jut out above the curve of the shirt’s neckline, making them appear somehow even more full and perky. She felt the woman’s mouth close over her left nipple, wrapping her tongue around the sore skin and gently sucking. Sara’s eyes drifted shut and a moan escaped her lips. That felt so good. The woman continued to gently suck her nipple as Sara heard a buzzing coming from her right side. She opened her eyes just in time to see another one of the women with a phallic shaped vibrator. It was a pretty normal size vibe, and it felt cool and smooth as the woman slipped it into her wet pussy and started sliding it slowly in and out. She was teasing her gently, over and over as the other woman worked her nipple, gently tonguing and sucking her, over and over. This must have gone on for five minutes before Sara heard the third woman flip a switch and the other buzzing started.

“Now let’s see if we can turn that drip into a waterfall” the third woman said slyly with a hint of evil in her voice.

Sara had never before in her life felt anything like the force that vibrator exerted on her clitoris. The entire world ceased to exist for the next three minutes as an eternity elapsed that changed Sara at her very core. The orgasm that ripped through her body was stronger than anything she had ever felt before. It was like her clit was jumping out of her body as every muscle joined into the spasm that overtook her body. The woman cackled as a rush of fluid fell onto the floor.

“There you go! That’s the way to do it.” The evil woman laughed as she gently rubbed every lingering spasm out of Sara’s clit. Just as she was coming down, the woman wrapped her lips around Sara’s sensitive nub and kissed it gently before flicking it over and over again with her tongue. Sara was oversensitive now, and the climax that hit her was not pleasant. She squealed as her body shook. The woman liked this though and kept going until the tears started to flow down Sara’s face and the two other women called her off.

“Don’t worry. She’s just getting started. I think we showed her what an orgasm can be.”

By the time the three women let her be, a long line of eager men had formed. They had imagined themselves earlier, and each and every one of them were about to have that fantasy fulfilled.

Sara was not exactly eager when the first man stepped up to her and slid inside. She was completely over sensitized, causing every singe sensation to be magnified over and over again. As he slid his cock inside, she couldn’t stop the muscles inside of her from reacting to the intrusion. He was a little bigger than the vibe the woman had inside of her, and she tightened around him as he pushed inside her. The climax came quickly, sending her into ecstasy before he could get started. He felt the fluid gush as she came, covering him in her juices. It fueled his arousal even further as he thrust into her over and over. Sara was slipping into a different place as she felt him stiffen and fill her. She felt good, floaty, high even. It was like her body was an instrument they were playing, and she was just along for the beautiful ride.

The second man came, and then the third. The fourth wanted to play with her over sensitized clit as he hit her g spot over and over and over again. She felt this one rising and then washing over her with wave after wave after wave. By the time he was done, someone had to grab that mop. Sara hadn’t known that she was a squirter, but boy did she discover that tonight.

She was tired by the time the 27th man had pleasured himself within her. She thought she was done when Will walked up. “Having fun?” he asked.

“Uh huh,” Sara managed to reply through her sleepy, delirious state. She was smiling and nodding her head. She had obviously enjoyed herself. He moved to mount her as he looked into her sleepy eyes.

“Just one more man to pleasure.” He told her as he slid himself inside her hot, dripping pussy. She was swollen and tight at this point. He wasn’t sure if she still had an orgasm in her, but he was going to try and had a rather devious plan.

Sara heard that switch flip and the familiar buzzing start again as Will was filling her over and over. He gently pressed it to her clit as he moved himself so that it was pushed into her pubic bone with every single thrust. The rhythm was too much, and her final orgasm rippled through her exhausted body with a force that they were both surprised she could muster. Her pelvic muscles contracted over and over, squeezing Will over the edge. He had been waiting for this all night, watching her, knowing that he would take her last.

As he gently undid her restraints and opened the bottle of water for her, Sara thanked him. It had been a good night. Will helped her fix her clothes back and walked her to the Uber. “I hope to see you again soon?” He winked.

“Absolutely,” Sara smiled. This was fun!

As Sara snuggled into her bed after her shower she realized that she enjoyed this life. A night like tonight could make up for a lot of frustration. She might just have to make it a regular thing. She was also going to have to get herself one of those buzzy things with the switch, she thought as she drifted off to sleep. It would been nothing but good dreams tonight, she was sure.