A Second Trip to the Back Bar

A Second Trip to the Back Bar

Maggie and I were having a casual drink, chatting about our previous visit to The Back Bar. She was trying to get me to confess that I wanted to return. "And you?" I countered.

Maggie feigned surprise, making it a dare for her to get fucked by strangers. "You can go there alone," she retorted with a playful smile, reminiscing about my previous experience of watching her while she was the one getting fucked.

"But it wouldn't be as much fun alone," I responded with a wink. I wasn't trying to beg, though.

"I know what you want," she teased, moving on her seat suggestively, conscious of how close she was to her bottom and what I'd like to do to it.

"The Back Bar attracted people who knew the purpose of the establishment. The men with black wristbands knew they could fuck the consenting women in the ass, those who wanted it and received free entry. And there were the men and women with white wristbands who paid to observe.

We both realized that my return to The Back Bar wouldn't just be to watch this time.

On a Friday night, Maggie and I made our way to the back of The Wild Duck. At the unassuming door, I knocked, and the same stern-faced security guard quickly opened it for us. There was no sign of recognition in his face. Why should there be? We'd only been there once before, and his job was not to engage with customers. This was Josie's area. Dressed in a black net top highlighting her black bra, which supported her generous chest, she met us at a table in front of a green door. A group of three were lined up for her, waiting to be verified for entry. Their youth worried me, and she seemed to echo my sentiment, taking her time to authenticate their IDs. They were let in after she felt satisfied they were over 18.

Josie greeted us with a welcome smile, possibly glad to interact with adults. She was wearing stockings, hinting at no underwear below. She crossed her legs, giving me a chance to explore her shaved, wet center. When I stroked her plump labia, she closed her legs, forcing me to stop. "Wet enough for you?" she teased.

"Seems so," I replied.

"Excellent," Josie decided, "now for the transaction." I paid for myself and my friend. With the appropriate wristbands in hand, we entered through the green door. This time, I wondered what awaited me on the other side, what the experience would be like.

Maggie breezed past me into the bar, her short red dress flaunting her bare thighs. She waved to Josie before the door closed. "She might let you fuck her later," she told me with a smile.

I shrugged. "Perhaps she did that last time to taunt me," I thought.

Maggie's smile widened as she considered my hypothesis. "We'll find out soon," she told me, taking my hand and browsing the crowd.

The DJ played a mambo, and a few couples danced, their skirts lifting to reveal appetizing butts. A third couple joined them, dancing in sync. I admired their choreography, and Maggie shared my amusement. I began to look for Willow and Chantal. They were absent.

"Are you hoping to see Willow and Chantal again?" Maggie asked, sensing my thoughts. Of course, I longed to close the loop, but any ass I took would be a stranger's. Who would it be?

We explored the area for a brief time. The DJ introduced a more leisurely jazzy tune, causing the three women on the dance floor who had been grooving to the rapid beats to fall down on their knees to let their partners get involved. The men coupled with the women according to the music's rhythm, it looked a little bit romantic. All the women had calm, absent-minded expressions on their faces while the men chuckled with contentment as they fucked the women. After observing them for a while, Maggie took my hand to continue in our explorations.

We came across an empty seating arrangement, positioned perpendicular to each other. We met Roxanna and Bruno, who were standing behind us in line, and introduced ourselves to them. They confessed that it was their first time, and they wanted to meet and inquire about our expertise because we gave the impression of being proficient. We determined that Roxanna and Bruno were an actual couple. I informed them that Maggie and I were simply friends here to hang out. Roxanna's ease was evident, which intrigued me.

"How many girls do you intend to sleep with?" she inquired of me.

"I haven't given it any thought," I answered. "I suppose at most two or three, depending on how many are interested." I questioned her, maintaining direct eye contact.

Roxanna ran a hand through her slightly shorter skirt, which still displayed her bare knees and a significant portion of her thighs. "I'd say three or four," she claimed. She gave Bruno a gentle kiss on the cheek. "We agreed," she stated. "He's only capable of managing two, maybe three, thus I plan to go one higher to show a point."

"To demonstrate your superiority?" Maggie queried.

"No," she refused. "Simply because." It seemed that Bruno was okay with it. Or was I seeing a fleeting hint of concern? Nah, he appeared to be fine.

We considered it for a moment. "Two or three seems reasonable," I agreed. I anticipated that would be my limit. I inspected Roxanna again. She smiled back at me, indicating her willingness. However, something about her dissuaded me. The four of us conversed, diverting away from any sexual talk. Perhaps I was being overly selective, as Roxanna was certainly attractive and friendly. But I felt no allure, no attraction. I glanced at Bruno to see what he was up to. He was perusing the crowd and clearly spotted Maggie with her dress exposing her thighs. And she had sought his gaze intentionally. Well, one couldn't really fault him for looking after what Roxanna had said.

Maggie winked at me, promising "You'll see." She then approached Bruno and hooked him on her arm. Bruno looked to Roxanna, who appeared content with the arrangement. He was pulled out of sight by Maggie, leaving Roxanna and me unsupervised.

Roxanna grinned at me, indicating that she was available. I knew the regulations of the establishment; underneath her skirt, Roxanna was bare, prepared to be fucked. And she would not reject me if I asked. But some warning sense still stopped me. We continued chatting, avoiding any intimacy, simply engaging in friendly conversation. And we played it safe as Bruno was most likely having sex, and we were witnesses to it.

As our discussion started to subside, I mentioned to Roxanna, "Maggie is a shrewd organizer. She must have something planned." Fortunately, Roxanna appeared unperturbed.

Indeed, it didn't take long for Maggie to present us with an attractive companion and a curvy older woman. "Check these out!" she exclaimed, holding them both in front of us. The busty woman trailed her finger around my collar, gushed about how much she liked me, and revealed her name was Xena.

I responded, "You're not off by much."

She reacted with a wide smile. "Warrior," she gushed in a European accent. "I'm originally from the Czech Republic," she shared. "And I see why you're here," she added so that there was no need for me to inquire. "And I touch your wristband."

"You can typically tell when a guy wants to have sex with you here," she replied, pointing to her crotch area. "In a place it's not supposed to be," she added with a playful smirk towards me. Then she traced her fingers over the bulge in my pants with a soft moan of approval. She shifted her position on the couch from sitting next to me to kneeling on it, facing away from me. To show she was ready for me, she raised her skirt up over her hips. It was an open invitation for my first public anal sex. I looked over to Maggie who was standing nearby, nodding her head.

What could I do? I caressed Xena's wet vagina and then eased my finger inside her ass. The hole felt welcoming and tight, and Xena pushed back against my probing digit, obviously enjoying it. I wiggled the finger around to increase her pleasure.

"Yes, right there," she moaned, "Mmmmnn," indicating she enjoyed it.

I paused, still with my finger inside Xena, and leaned over her. "So, where else would I be putting it?" I teased in her ear. We both laughed and I resumed stretching her out.

"Have you taken it out yet?" she asked after a moment.

Maggie stepped closer to us, holding both our faces. "You're really taking your time, Michael," she jokingly remarked.

I didn't think I was, I believed I was playing the gentlemen. But with both their encouragement, I relented and undid my pants, revealing my already hard cock. I pushed it against Xena's naked thigh so she knew it was there.

"Come on," she encouraged. "I'm ready."

So I did, pushing the head of my penis against her anus and then sliding it in. Approvingly, Xena pushed back once she sensed it was at the right angle, which happened very quickly. Within seconds, I was completely inside her.

"Yes!" she gasped. "Ughgh..."

"Yes," I replied to her gasp as I found my rhythm. Xena's butt felt warm, welcoming, and stimulating.

Maggie had moved to the other side of the couch so she could face both of us. Xena was kneeling on the seat, resting her elbows on the back of the couch, and I was fucking her from behind. The setup seemed to suit us both. Xena's grunts increased my arousal.

"That looks fun," Maggie suggested to Xena.

"Are you really not his girlfriend?" Xena asked.

"Nope, just on the same volleyball team," Maggie answered while maintaining her serious expression.

"That's a shame," Xena commented, "I think the two of you would make a good couple." Fully in her anus, I paused momentarily, my balls pressing against her pussy. Both women were still chatting.

"Maybe the partnership of sex and friendship can be successful," Xena pondered, shifting her body to adjust her stimulation.

"Hmm." Maggie considered but was interrupted by Xena.

"Michael, keep doing that, I'm about to cum," she instructed me. I continued to fuck her at a steady pace. It was easy to maintain my rhythm. I glanced at Roxanna, who seemed to have taken off her skirt, as the tall young man was now fucking her in the missionary position. The bouncer checked on them, making sure they were following the rules, but they received nothing more than a cursory look at their genitals. I realized I was maintaining my stable rhythm and Xena was having another orgasm.

"He's good at this," she said to Maggie after her grunts and spasms stopped.

"Why do you think that?" Maggie questioned. "As far as I'm aware, you're not a regular partner to him."

"I don't know," I responded. "It's just hard for me to find the right woman."

"Am I the right woman?" Xena asked me, turning around.

"I guess," I answered, wondering how much longer I'd have to keep going.

"Maybe you can successfully combine the two things," Xena contemplated, emphasizing her movement on my cock. "I know it'll take some effort, but..."

"Hmm." Maggie considered again, but Xena's pleasure interrupted.

"Michael, don't stop," she implored. My rhythm was steady, and it seemed all I had to do was not mess it up or get too complicated in that moment. I looked over to the bouncer, who was now checking on Roxanna and the tall guy, giving a brief look at Xena and me. Xena was still cumming when I noticed the bouncer return to their position.

"I'll take that as a yes," Xena said, giving me a hard push on the butt to remind me what we were doing. "If you keep going like that, I'll have a real treat."

"Can you see the issue here?" Maggie questioned Xena.

Suddenly, Bruno appeared, dressed and alone. His eyes showed disapproval as he looked past Xena and me. Roxanna had her knees wrapped around Bruno, and she was holding onto his shoulders tightly, as if trying to push him into her butt as deeply as possible. This action didn't seem to be something Bruno enjoyed.

"I think that's enough," he stated simply, stepping closer to Xena and me.

"Just one more minute," Roxanna pleaded, "please?" Bruno grunted, giving her a furtive look and then focusing his gaze on something beyond her. I returned to focusing on Xena while Maggie seemed to wander towards the service bar. But due to Bruno's outburst, Xena clasped my arm.

"I think we're done," Xena whispered. I nodded and slipped out of her grasp. We moved to gather Maggie, who was apologizing to Bruno for her excitement. Xena and I made our way to catch up with Maggie.

"Guys are so possessive," Maggie complained.

Xena looked thoughtful, then asked me, "Are you possessive, Michael?" I shook my head. "Too bad," she replied, giving Maggie a knowing stare. I looked from one to the other. What was that about? I didn't ask.

We talked about how great The Back Bar was, praising the wristbands and their consent regulations, trying not to look where Xena had left off. But as our conversation with Xena dwindled, she gave us an excuse to go back to her friends. I didn't recommend following her, and Maggie showed no interest in doing so. She bought me another drink and then made her way to the bathroom, claiming she'd return soon. And just like that, I had some time to myself.

I spent a few moments at the bar alone, looking around the room. Two slender, attractive young women joined me. I walked over to greet them and they held up their white wristbands, indicating they were off-limits. I held up my black one and shrugged to suggest I was content with their restrictions. They introduced themselves as Phaedra and Shirley.

Phaedra smiled at Shirley and turned her attention to me. "Have you had sex?" she asked, casually scanning the area.

"Oh yes," I replied with a grin, carefully observing their reactions. I decided that they both wanted to know what it felt like to have a cock up their butts. I waited for them to share their thoughts.

"What was it like?" Shirley inquired, her face full of curiosity.

I grinned. "It's different, but enjoyable with a unique pleasure." I gave each of them a glance, trying to read their reactions.

Phaedra narrowed her eyes. "She doesn't believe you that it's fun." She grinned maliciously at Shirley.

"Maybe if you just... go back to the boss lady and tell her..." I suggested, attempting to seem helpful.

"I know," Shirley stated, even though it looked like she wasn't sold on the idea.

"If you want to..." Phaedra trailed off, watching Shirley.

"Maybe if we just watch some others, you know, to get the idea."

Phaedra grinned menacingly at Shirley.

Shirley wasn't unnerved though. "Look, there's someone else having sex over there."

We turned our gazes towards Maggie, who was still bent over a table with an energetic man fucking her from behind. Elbows propped on the table, her eyes closed, Maggie appeared to be completely focused on the man thrashing into her butt. When he saw us, Maggie greeted us as if we were just pals passing by. And he, in turn, said something to her that reinvigorated his own enjoyment of their sexual display. I suspect he was informed that I was there. [end]

I nudged my two excited friends. "You can tell she's really into it," commenting on the obvious and they agreed as they watched the captivating Maggie walk towards us. Shirley squeezed my hand tightly.

However, it had to end. The man thrust into her forcefully for a moment then quickly withdrew. Maggie stood up and gave him a thankful kiss on the cheek as she smoothed down her dress. She gracefully walked towards us. I watched every move she made, observing the people's reactions. A few even gave compliments to her, which she responded to warmly. But the last one made her look surprisingly startled.

"Hi," she greeted my companions and then looked at me.

"What happened with that guy?" I asked, referring to the bizarre interaction she had just witnessed.

"He asked if he could have anal sex with me," she stated in a surprised tone.

"Did he cum inside you?" I questioned, keeping my tone light, like asking her whether she wanted a drink. "The one you let..."

Maggie shook her head. "No, but I had two intense orgasms. He said he had a good time, he was fine." She mused for a moment. "Maybe he's saving himself for someone special." Maggie glanced at me with a knowing smirk, like someone else was setting aside something special for me.

Phaedra nudged me. "I think she's talking about you," she said, as if I hadn't realized it already.

"And who are you?" Maggie asked formally. We finished the introductory formalities. "So you two virgins just want to watch this time?" Maggie queried as if she couldn't believe it. She looked at me. "Do you want to show them anything?" Our playful remarks were moving beyond subtlety.

I examined Maggie for a moment, acting like I had to deliberate over this big choice. "I think you should take off your dress," I told her with some conviction.

Maggie pondered this for a second. "All of it?" she asked.

I stared at her in amazement. "All of it," I answered, as if she could possibly have another way to remove it.

Maggie considered her surroundings for a brief moment, but no one seemed to mind. Then she playfully lifted her dress over her head. Naturally she wasn't wearing any panties. She would have given them to Josie at the wristband change. She raised her dress higher, revealing her sensibly bra-clad chest. Shirley quickly added, "The bra has to come off too," and Maggie looked to me for approval. I just nodded at her and encouraged her.

She shrugged her shoulders and skillfully unclasped her bra, removing it, folding her dress, placing it on the bar. She balanced her bra on top. Nude, she looked back at me. I didn't move.

A bouncer approached. "I don't think you can do that," he warned firmly. "It's not a nudist bar. Doesn't anyone else do this?" Maggie gave him a defiant look, gesturing to her lack of obstructions to easy anal access.

"I was told I have to be ready for anal sex, nothing can be in the way." She confidently said this as if she was just following orders. "So I'm as prepared as possible," she added, displaying her open hands against her body.

The bouncer responded into his radio. "I'll be right back," he said ominously. Maggie beamed back at me, delighted to cause a disruption. She seemed to enjoy this kind of attention. Other bystanders even stared at us. After taking a moment to converse, the bouncer returned more authoritatively.

"You can't do that here," he proclaimed sternly.

Maggie confronted the bouncer head-on. "Why not?"

"It's not a nudist bar. Can you see anyone else doing that?" he requested.

Maggie took the opportunity to check. "No?" she pointed out, looking around the room. "Then what's the problem?" she demanded, saying it as if it were the most reasonable question in the world.

The bouncer radioed in. "Management says they're surprised we hadn't thought of it before." Maggie smiled at me, sensing that she had victory in her grasp. "Enjoy the remaining part of your evening," he dismissed, moving to monitor the area around us.

"Do you want to fuck me?" Maggie asked me directly.

I smirk at her slightly. "I'll get around to it eventually. For now, let's just have some fun." Maggie gives me a curious glance that I choose to ignore. Instead, I ask her if she'd like a drink. When she tells me what she wants, I smile and lightly touch her arm. "I'll leave you in the company of these lovely ladies," I say, feeling a bit naughty for using the old cliche. Why not? So, I head down the other end of the bar to get served.

I return with the drinks and find Maggie still standing with Phaedra and Shirley. Our new friends seem a bit uncomfortable. "Were you trying to persuade them into some anal sex?" I ask Maggie, handing her the drink she wanted.

Maggie sighs. "It's so normal to do it," she reveals, making sure the other two are part of our conversation. "I actually don't know what their problem is."

"It's fear of the unknown," I argued with Maggie while I put an arm around the nearest one, Shirley, holding my drink in the other hand. "I bet you were apprehensive before your first time."

Maggie laughs. "Not me! I just wanted to do it. I almost felt sorry for the poor guy. He wanted to be gentle with me, which was a big mistake!" She laughs more as Shirley and Phaedra giggle in mutual embarrassment. They tighten up a bit. Maggie and I stare at them, but they don't make any confessions. Shirley tries to distance herself from our conversation, looking around and avoiding eye contact with those watching us.

Maggie becomes a bit more flirtatious. She pushes herself against me, knowing exactly what she's doing. She presses her crotch against my leg and even grabs my erection through my pants, telling the other two how hard it is. "Please," she asks.

"Soon...," I tease.

"Look, here I am with my ass out and ready for some action. And nothing's happening!" She looks meaningfully at Phaedra. While Shirley is trying to be distant, she's still watching us intently.

"Something will happen," Phaedra stammers.

"There's that guy you said no to," Shirley mentions, trying to nudge Maggie to look at the direction she's pointing.

"Oh, yeah, him," Maggie confirms with a little hesitation. Maybe she's a little embarrassed about how she treated him.

"Bring him over here," I instruct her. She quickly goes over to his group, making sure to wriggle her ass suggestively at me as she does so, even glancing over her shoulder to make sure I'm still watching. She points out the guy to him, and he turns around to see who it is, smiling when he recognizes her. She explains what I suggested, and he follows her back to us when she takes him by the hand to lead him up. There's no complaint from him, no hesitation when he sees me with the naked Maggie standing beside him. However, he does seem a bit bewildered.

I smile and shake his hand when he introduces himself as Trevor. "Do you want to fuck Maggie?" I ask him as she presses herself against him like they're old lovers. He smiles down at her delighted face. Apparently, he doesn't object to the idea. His hands are now free, and after gently caressing the cheeks of Maggie's ass for a moment, he inserts a finger into her.

Maggie wiggles around the intruding finger to get it deeper inside her. "I like that," she moans, "but I really want a big cock in there." She runs her hand across the front of his pants as if what she said wasn't clear enough.

I smirk evilly. "I think not," I announce. "She's saving herself for something special, isn't she, Maggie?"

She seems surprised for a moment and then resigned to my idea. "That's right," she replies, not exactly convincing.

Trevor hastily removes his finger. "I understand," he replies. He understands consent and realizes what he needs to do. "A shame," he adds.

"Hey, thanks anyways," Maggie murmured softly to him as she carefully picked up his hand that had just been inserted into her mouth to clean it. Her eyes met mine, bearing a hint of hope that I'd change my mind. I grin and shook my head. Maggie held Trevor's hand for a bit longer before letting go. "Perhaps next time," she said, casting a sharp glare in my direction. Trevor then rejoined his friends who had observed the entire ordeal. It seemed they were awaiting our next move.

"Might as well, huh?" Maggie requested of me. I glanced over at the two others who had quietly watched as Trevor had his turn with Maggie.

"She deserves it." Shirley declared. And Phaedra nodded.

"Guess so." I acknowledge. I knew that I couldn't continue the game for much longer. Both Maggie and I had been begging for it, and now my friend was literally pleading with me. And I was pretty damn hard. As well as having a captive audience. Surprisingly, Phaedra undid my pants, pulled down my underwear and grasped my erect cock, presumably to prevent further delays.

"Timing's right," Shirley alerted Phaedra as she played with my penis a bit more. Maggie switched position to present her butt to me. It was simply mesmerizing - soft and tight. Shirley presumably had the same thought as she grabbed my hips and pulled Maggie's cheeks apart to make things more accessible for me. Phaedra then guided my penis into Maggie's anus. I stopped for a small moment to appreciate the view. This was the first time Maggie and I had ever kissed, fucked, or done anything sexual. We had cuddled after another bar experience, but that was it. And then my cock's tip found her backdoor entrance. Maggie grabbed Shirley's shoulders for support as I penetrated her.

"Aaaghh, yes! Finally!" Maggie cried out as I started properly fucking her. "Urggghh!" Then she tensed. "Slow down," she begged as I felt the sudden urgency to push deeper into her. Being on the edge of orgasm, it was unlikely I could last long with this much pleasure, the shared intimacy of this new experience, finally entering my good friend's body, not to mention the enhancement from being restrained by the collar. It seemed Shirley sensed that what was necessary. She wiped Maggie's hair gently from her face while closely observing her reaction to the tongue-in-cheek intercourse.

Phaedra pressed her body against mine from behind and nibbled my ear to be included in the action as intimately as possible, further stimulating me. Despite all the stimulation, I tried to last as long as I could in the midst of this chaos. It crossed my mind that quite a few of the spectators had moved closer to watch the show.

"You about to cum, man?" Shirley asked Maggie, who was moaning with delight.

All Maggie could do was make noise. "Gaaaaaghhh... OMPMHHHHFF... AAGHKKKAAAAAA... OOMMPPFF." At this point, I felt Maggie suddenly force her rear end against me, intensifying her pleasure as she had her spasms. I held still, letting her ride it out. Shirley gently smoothed Maggie's face as she came back to her senses.

After returning to her normal state, Maggie detached herself from me. She stood up and turned towards me, finding me standing with my cock visibly exposed. "Poor thing," she teased, now fully in control of herself, "what are you gonna do about that?" She eyed the group that had gathered to watch, noting the obvious desire in many of their eyes. "I'm sure you'll find someone." She chuckled and moved to another person who appeared ready for more fun.

I tossed my bathroom-clad self back into my pants, seeing no other option. And I headed off to get a drink at the bar, realizing that our previous companions must've left and it's over for the night. However, who knows what might happen in the future?

As I strolled through the room, I couldn't help but feel like an observer, just like during my initial visit. I watched Bruno intensely as he was engaging with Roxanna, who was seemingly more excited than even Maggie was. It intrigued me to see that the people watching them kept their distance, possibly fearful that Bruno would explode again. It was gratifying to see how comfortable strangers were when observing me and Maggie. Just thinking about what we had just experienced and what was likely still happening to Maggie in another area of the room had my cock stirring anew. Even though it hadn't fully settled after Maggie's sudden interruption.

Suddenly, there was commotion coming from near the green door. I scanned the crowd that had formed and was unable to see what was going on at first. The crowd parted just enough for me to see Phaedra and Shirley standing near the doorway, both with beaming grins. They were completely naked. Their companions seemed excited and encouraged them, but once they spotted me, their attentions shifted.

"Hey!" they shouted, both widening their grins. They held up their left wrists to show off their new black wristbands.

"You look fantastic!" one man yelled out, "I'm ready whenever you guys are!"

However, their enthusiasm was quickly squashed when both women saw me. Shirley turned to her suitor and apologised lovingly while grinning. "Sorry," she declared, "but we want him!" She walked towards me, and Phaedra followed suit. They wrapped their arms around me, both whispering something I couldn't understand. Finally, Phaedra spoke more clearly. "We're ready," she told me smugly. Then they led me over to the couches, where Maggie was still going at it with her muscular partner. Phaedra and Shirley knelt down, barely covering their enticing bottoms. They both spread their legs, presenting their wet holes for my pleasure.

"Do I need to pick someone?" I asked nervously.

They glanced at each other, then Phaedra erupted into laughter. "We don't know!" she expedition. "You choose!"

It was hard not to admire Phaedra's enthusiastic demeanor and the seductive looks on Shirley's face. I felt confident as I gazed at their lovely backsides, their curves peaking at the waists, leading into well-shaped legs. I stood there, perfectly ready for any of them.

But then, the party started getting louder, so I had to focus. Then, I saw Phaedra and Shirley talk to their suitor and he reluctantly stepped back. The two women smiled at me, knowingly. I could tell that the two of them were determined. Without a moment's hesitation, I knelt down and began to run my tongue over Shirley's bottom. It was so tempting, and naturally, Maggie's constant moaning did nothing to help matters. I licked and teased until I felt the gentle touch on my back.

"Let's go!" Phaedra demanded. I stood back up to see them on their knees with their buttocks and vaginas available. I thought about it for a second but then I made my choice and put my cock in Phaedra. She pushed back, demonstrating that her enthusiasm matched my own. Eventually, Maggie's moans inspired Phaedra to call out.

"Did you come, Phae?"

"Mh, hm, yess!" she responded, grinding her body around my cock.

"Ok, my turn," Phaedra said. "Leann ell'a way," she said as she stared at my cock. I complied as she moved over to Shirley and positioned her body next to Phaedra. I grasped Phaedra's hips to withdraw and then slipped into Shirley. Phaedra was smiling at me; it was her turn to talk to Maggie, "Maggie, he's mine now!"

Maggie seemed to submit. So, we started our act while Phaedra enjoyed herself, moaning loudly. She eventually finished.

"Ok, my turn," Phaedra announced. Without hesitation, I pulled out. Shirley spread her legs a little wider, making room in case of errors, while giving a welcoming look as I approached. I slotted back in and we went at it. They moaned in sync, each exaggerating the other's expression. Their bodies dripped with sweat and I felt the tension build, their pleasure escalating. Every moment was exciting and unforgettable.

"I'm all set," Phaedra breathed, as I had penetrated her as far as I could go earlier, making contact with her entrance. It was evident that Phaedra wouldn't take long to reach her climax either. I pondered if she'd want several more. However, Phaedra positioned her hands first on my testicles and then on my rear end, indicating she sought both a swift, strong orgasm of hers and also desired me to climax within her. And the actions Phaedra was doing to me led me to believe it was impending shortly. And all of a sudden, while one of her fingers was in my backside, I reached my climax inside of hers, spurt after spurt as my build-up and repression from earlier finally allowed for release. I toppled onto her, still ejaculating inside her, but now less forcefully. Nonetheless, she continued to push back, relishing it just as much as me.

Following that, there were loud grunts from the pair on the couch. Maggie's partner erupted within her, making an audible ruckus as Phaedra and I lay there, connected. And then surprisingly, as her partner remained within her, Maggie leaned over to plant a passionate kiss on me, even though I was still within Phaedra. Shirley gazed down at the four of us and shook her head in dissent.

*

Maggie and I were sipping on beverages silently at the bar, not engaging in a lot of conversation except for "check out them over there" and "I don't know how they manage to keep going," which was my response when she directed my attention to Bruno and Roxanna, either still engaging in sexual activities or momentarily abstaining from it.

I failed to notice that Josie had crept up to us from the entrance. She tapped me on the arm. "How about it?" she smirked.

Recollecting past interactions, I started, then apologized, shaking my head. "I don't believe I can maintain an erection again, sorry." I was fatigued and wanted to avoid any subpar performances, although I didn't mention that.

Josie shrugged. "Oh well, maybe next time."

I smiled at her. "What makes you think there's be a next time?" I inquired.

Josie opted to look at Maggie and offered her a knowing wink which I could see as well. "Oh, there will be," Josie swore. Maggie grinned, as large as she could.

Phaedra and Shirley approached us, back in their clothing. "Thanks," Phaedra declared in the name of both, "we're leaving now." Each offered me a passionate farewell kiss. Then they both kissed Maggie innocently on the lips. Their embraces exhibited a different level of seduction, the three women I had partaken in intercourse with, while the audience included. It was peculiar. As we were now fully clothed, saying goodbyes casually, effortlessly, it felt normal.

However, the evening had ended. Much like the previous time, I walked Maggie home, conversing like always as we turned into my road and went indoors, communicating as we removed most of our clothing in my room, until Maggie, wearing only her bra and underwear, gripped my wrist to halt me from removing my underwear.

"I don't think so," Maggie declared decisively, just as she had on our first time in my bedroom. She smiled though. "I believe you've fulfilled your obligations for the night's doings," she reprimanded me as she grasped my wristband. Yes, we still had our black wristbands on. Then she held my semi-hard penis through my underwear. "You paid for a certain activity," she claimed as she gripped my penis through the fabric. She looked me in the eyes semi-seriously. "And I think we've had plenty of that for one night," she murmured as she got into my bed.

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