Claire walks uneasily, her long skirt brushing against her knees, she rubs her elbows underneath her pink shirt. She can’t believe she is actually going through with, it’s so stupid. She runs her finger through her long blonde hair.

“Nervous are we?” Blair says sarcastically

Claire whips her head around, glaring at Blair with intense anger. Blair defensively puts up her hands and backs off, metal studded boots clinking against the ground. Blair, of course was wearing an outfit primed to get her looks and hook ups, fishnet leggings, short shorts, a black blazer with a transparent black top showing off her bra and tits.

They both entered the venue, a pitch black building with no logo or other signifiers. They past the bouncer and into the secretary room. Blair signed some papers, explaining that both of them were volunteering, whatever that meant. Claire new what this places deal was, kinda, it was a sex house. You pay and fuck whoever they wanted, and apparently you can “volunteer” to specific sections. A worker escorted them to a private room, though it didn’t muffle the sounds of flesh and indulged lust emanating from the walls.

Claire’s face blushes nervously, her pussy every so slightly wetter. She really wishes Blair hadn’t bullied her into to doing this, and that she didn’t make a bet with Blair in the first place, that’s was a stupid idea. She breathes in heavily, it’s only for an hour, whatever sex junkie stuff Blair wants her to do! As Claire contemplates and justifies the very poor decisions she made, they finally enter the room they volunteered to be in.

It is a small sizeable corridor, space for at least five people to walk through, with part of the side walls sectioned off by curtains. The shadow piercing the curtains reveal the dozen or women, sucking and fucking cock and dick with various techniques. Claire’s face went from a soft pink, to beat red, not just out of the lust and embarrassment that flamed throughout her, but the pure anger also swelling in her. Blaire new, absolutely knew that blowjobs are what Claire is worst at, or at more accurately least experienced at. And Blair also knew that Claire was extremely turned on by blowjobs.

“Blair” Claire speaks with utter venom dripping through her words “I just want to let you know, go FUCK yourself”

“You shouldn’t have been drunk and horny that one night” Blair says unfazed

Unlike Blair, the employee escorting them takes a step back, frightened by the seething annoyance coming off Claire. He coughs, the two girls turn their attention to him as he gestures to the wipes and condoms.

“Please come back the way you came to sign out, and go to any of the new by employees if something troubles you” he said with practised calm.

Claire reluctantly went to an open curtain, checked to see if anyone else was going in, stepped in, closed the curtain and locked it. Their were spare wipes inside, but they had all been used and the space had the distinct smell of cum. And of course the hole in the wall for cocks to come through, with a small pillow to sit or kneel on for comfort. She knelt on the pillow, her mouth inches away from the hole.

Claire, slowly slide her panties down her thighs, as her hands danced around her body in attempt to sexually hype herself up. Her hands squeezing her breast gently, rubbing her hips and belly, allowing her lust to drip out of pussy. As if summoned by her, a throbbing cock pushes its way through the hole, already hard and thick. She gently touched the cock with her fingers, lightly rubbing them over it.

Her finger gracefully grip the thick cock, as the muffled sounds of pleasure and teasing from beside her grow louder. Claire can tell it is Blair in the neighbouring booth. Her soft lips kiss the tip of the strangers cock, her tongue playing around the tip, his moans echo into the room. She licks from taint to tip again and again, her hand touching every inch of her body she can. She retreats back, takes a deep breath and plunges her mouth on his cock. She gags immediately as the cock hits the back of her throat, forcing its way down. Her tongue flails against it, worming around the thick cock, the Claire notices the black glove attached to the wall.

A firm leathery gripe hold the back of her head. A second gripe her pony tail, his cock starts thrusting into her mouth as she gags and chokes on it. His grip moves her head to one side, forcing the cock to ram into her cheek, them to the other. She feels the remain air in her lungs slipping, her head becoming fuzzy as the joy starts overwhelming her.

“Hhmmffff!” She mumbles through the cock

He instantly pulls her off his cock, now slobbered in saliva and pre-cum. She take a deep breath, her saliva making strings from her lips too the glorious cock. Her shirt, now stained with saliva, she lifts it up to reveal her breats, squeezed by her bra. She vigorously kisses the cock over and over in loving appreciation. Her dripping pussy staining her panties, which slip closer and closer off her legs. The firm hands grip her hair again and thrust the cock into her inviting lips.

His hands pull her head back and forth, as the strangers cock thrusts in tandem, the soaked cock sliding down her throat. She gag and chokes as he thrust harder and harder, his moans of pleasure fully audible as her moans are muffled. She feels the cock getting harder and harder with each thrust, more and more pre-cum dripping into her throat. Her eyes go back into her head as the ecstasy completely overwhelming her, his hands force one final thrust as his cock cums into her mouth. A long spurt of cum sliding down her throat as she gags, before pulling back. A final spurt of cum splashes her lips.

She breathes heavily, panting in exhaustion. She feels hand slip under her skirt, as lips kiss her exposed back. Blair’s heads sits besides her’s, a sultry smile on her lips, now stained with cum. Claire feels Blair’s exposed boobs against her back, as fingers slip into her pussy. Before Blair has time to make a snarky comment, Claire’s fingers grip her hair and pull her into a sloppy cumfilled kiss.