Experience Chaptor Ten: Free to Utilize
Gazing at the face of a gorgeous lady, Chen's manhood nestled between her puffed lips, filled him with satisfaction about the state of his week.
He wasn't completely new to the perks of the flesh, having expended significant time with those prepared to spend their time with anyone who could afford to support their desired lifestyle.
Although prostitution was unlawful within China, over the past five years, he'd spent a great deal of his family's money in nations such as Singapore and Thailand, where he wholeheartedly indulged in this extravagance. His father being a powerful member of the Chinese Communist Party, Chen had access to substantial funds, especially if they were overlooked. This enabled him to spend an extended period in Foshan, a Chinese city where 'erotic massages' were lawful. Nonetheless, this wouldn't be his sole 'happy ending'!
The chance to visit America, a nation he'd long yearned to explore but had thus far been unable to persuade his father is a waste of money. Considering it was for research purposes resolved the predicament, although the precise nature of the investigation was left an enigma.
At present, Chen had utilized several ten women. Being fucked, sucked, or just made to climax, he relished it all. Unlike some others, Chen took the 'free-use' part of the investigation more metaphorically, selecting those ladies he found appealing rather than looking for any mutual affection.
That indelible encounter occurred when, awaiting everybody else at the bar for the introductory gathering, a captivatingly shaven-headed Divinity had approached him, yanked down his trousers, and eagerly engaged him, entirely disregarding the arrival of all the others. This was one of the most visceral encounters he'd ever experienced and one of the few moments when he hadn't had to pay for it.
Harkening back to that blazing memory, Chen's testicles began to constrict. He didn't give Fake Lips any warning... fuck, what was her name? Regardless, he didn't give her a heads-up that he was nearly to cum, instead just released a clamor as he endured his discharge.
To his credit, she took it without any protest, engulfing it as if she'd devoured it before his climax, only halting once he commenced diminishing.
"I hope you appreciated the experience, honey," Fake Lips uttered in an American accent replete with broad vowels, "I'm just thrilled you're done."
"Oh, do not fret 'sweetheart,'" Chen teased, "I had a terrific time. You can go now and maintain your poise."
Rising to full height, Fake Lips assumed a fiery pose, indicating she wanted to quarrel but decided against it, instead just exiting with a sinewy strut, wiggling her implanted buttocks for all they're worth.
Unsurprisingly, he didn't stare after her. He'd obtained what he craved, so why would he regard someone when they were no more required? He found the exaggerated 'fake' appearance enticing. The more artificial the better, the less genuine the better, but once his balls were empty, he didn't care.
Leaving the sofa in reception that he'd obtained head on, he bequeathed the stares of those behind the counter as well as anyone passing by, striding towards the arcade room like it was a typical day for him.
Playing a handful of bouts of 'Street Fighter II', Chen was captivated by a group of chums playing 'Dance Dance Revolution', laughing and chortling over each achievement and failure, their camaraderie was striking, and even half an hour post climax, he found their closeness gut-wrenchingly sexual, their body language gradually becoming more suggestive and lascivious, the assembly comprising an assortment of sizes and ethnicities. It was like a fetishistic dream.
At first, engrossed in his game, Chen minimized his admiration, attributing it to friends being drunk and merry, but when multiple members ventured beneath someone else's skirt, his opinion transformed from them simply being friends to a cluster of lesbians.
To his regret, the moment he spied a hand underneath someone else's skirt, they abruptly vacated the arcade. Having half-completed a tournament, whipping street fighters with Chun-Li against the CPU characters, he reminisced about it fascinating but opted to pursue them. If they headed back to a room, he'd simply remember the number and come back when his balls were again full. Instead, what he'd encountered unexpectedly was much more alluring than he'd presumed.
Following them discreetly from a distance, he was delighted to see them use the stairs, allowing him to follow covertly than if he'd hopped into the same elevator they'd utilized. He knew he could force them to divulge their chambre, but following them was more exhilarating.
He couldn't believe his eyes when he stepped into the hotel room on the fourth floor. Assuming it was meant only for men, he was quite surprised to find women there. However, it made sense as the hotel had twelve suites and only eleven men. Chen had never thought about the possibility of a spare suite.
Watching one woman remove her shirt before entering the room excited him. He had assumed they would be performing girl-on-girl acts. So, he decided to peek through the door, only to find what seemed like a porn scene unfolding before him. The room was filled with women, more than the ones he had seen earlier. Most of them were either eating pussy or having it eaten, while the others were staring intently into each other's eyes, scissoring. As soon as the new arrivals showed up, they joined the others without hesitation. Some pairs also brought their own toys. One couple was using a double-ended dildo, with a blonde haired woman and an ebony woman sharing it. This gave Chen an instant erection.
While observing the scene, he found a group of around five to six women sitting in a circle, each giving and receiving oral sex. Some were lying on their backs, others on their sides, and one woman was kneeling, her big booty on full display. Overwhelmed by the sight, Chen pushed away from the door and leaned against the wall. Unable to comprehend what he saw, he found himself standing in the midst of a room full of women engaging in sex. It felt like heaven.
Although not all the women were attractive, he didn't mind in a group setting. He would have been picky in a one-on-one situation but in a group, quantity mattered more than quality. It didn't matter if they were hairy, hairless, or something in between. All he wanted was to see and experience the various types of pussy.
Unsure of how to interfere without disturbing their activities, he suddenly heard a female voice calling him in.
"Com'on in, pervert," she called out, "but don't you fucking try anything!"
Chen approached with nervous anticipation but was quickly met with stares from all the women. They all seemed to have narrowed their eyes at him, looking at him as if he were a bad person doing something wrong. Standing confidently at the center of the room was a beautiful woman.
"Cobber, we knew you'd find us. And since Pervert Number 2 was with someone, you needed your diversity, right?" she said with a mocking tone, not seeming concerned about Chen's gaze. He could tell this was the same woman who had invited him in.
Blushing and unable to deny the allegations, Chen simply remained silent. He could have told them to carry on, but it wouldn't be the same. Realizing that they had him figured out, he decided to accept the situation.
"You think you've outsmarted us, don't you?" she asked sarcastically, having noticed his eyes shifting towards the cameras in the room. "We've been informed about the cameras. Don't even think about stealing the footage, we've instructed the staff not to share it with anyone."
Shocked by their awareness of the situation, Chen couldn't make a blameless expression. He was confused and trying to make sense of how his thoughts had been so easily read.
"It doesn't take a genius to figure it out," she mocked, smirking at Chen. "You're a pervert, and if you can't push your dick inside anything, you'll just jerk to it!"
The entire group of women found the situation hilarious and all started pointing at Chen. They were completely unfazed by the fact that they were naked, continuing their activities undisturbed.
"Ozzie shared our plans if we were ever to catch you," stating her words while looking directly at me, "with several options to consider. First, we could ignore you and continue with our leisure time, not revealing what we do here. This would grant us an hour or two each day of pleasure before having to fear being forced into male-female sex. The next option is to spill everything to others and ruin our peace," she tilted her head, "or," she added bluntly, "you could witness us and potentially have sex with any or all of us. Currently, we plan to work for a day longer, but we might relocate if we feel uneasy." She burst into laughter, a hearty, guttural chuckle.
"The ladies here collectively decided to adhere to these conditions. Many of them, including Anna and Mae, are ready to satisfy your every need, but only after they fulfill their own desires. However, if everyone is done with them, you may take your turn." She roared with laughter, "We strongly advise against forcing anyone, as this would prompt us to uproot and leave in a flash. It wouldn't be in our best interest to be constantly looked after by someone like you. As a result, we have a proposal."
With a smirk, Ozzie walked closer, showing off her breasts as they swayed back and forth to the beat, and her belly dancing in accordance with her strides. I found my eyes fixated on her milky skin, my stomach tightening with a mix of emotions. I wasn't pleased with being dictated to, wanting to maintain control within my fantasy, yet who's to say it wouldn't be hotter for the women to willingly fuck each other out of their desire rather than coercion?
In the past, I'd never been concerned whether the girls wanted it or not, even regarding a previous single-use blowjob earlier. But observing these performers who visibly pleased their partners was a far cry from that. If my current scenario was any indication, the more willing they were, the better.
"Agreed," I announced, accepting the deal.
"We've all consented way before you even arrived," Ozzie expressed contently, unaffected by my late joining, "Given that we want to enjoy ourselves freely, out forgetful lady and her friend continued screwing unabated. Not bothering to question me, their enjoyment outweighed any suspense over my potential unruliness. Lust overwhelmed these women, their pleasure apparent.
As I debated whether to move around or not, one couple got so carried away by the moment they continued screwing oblivious of any outsiders. I felt a twinge of jealousy from not dominating those hot girls, but their passion and enjoyment radiated throughout the room. It dawned on me that I'd probably never get to witness this range of women together like this ever again.
"Okay," I declared, "I'll follow your rules."
"Best decision," Ozzie congratulated, "not that we'd have any other choice," she joked. "I personally intend to have loads of fun with the busty bombshell. Now, I'll help her fulfill her desires."
While fascinated by this transparent display of affection, I opted to stay put so I could quickly react to any opportunistic cravings.
The tension slowly receded as Ozzie made progress on her mission, and the others once again took their positions on their padded mat. A conglomeration of seven women, including Anna and Mae, exhibited their exultation as they indulged themselves. The two lovers previously barely kept apart, now both content, offered themselves up for my potential desire.
Approaching these women, I gradually built up the courage to move anywhere and engage. Just in case, however, every woman at our weekend escapade were prepared to immediately vanish at the first sign of discomfort, their safety was essential. Finally, after 15 minutes, one blonde met with an epic climax as every orifice she possessed received thorough stimulation. This left the sweet cream from her pussy and breasts across several of the women, assaulting their bodies with a mixture of juices. Devoid of any self-restraint, I remained stoic, captivated by Ozzie's devotion to her desires.
Delighted that I didn't immediately pounce on their fine asses to inflict my own desires, Ozzie and the gang can now semi-relax. Wrapped up in a luscious foursome, the ladies rejoiced in their lovemaking, despite an occasional clash over a preferred partner. Ozzie persisted in bemoaning Mae's reluctance to switch to other tongues, tongue-fucking the black woman who'd previously straddled the counter.
My urge to assert influence faltered as I watched these women enjoy their freedom. They displayed an immense appetite for pleasure; yet this new scenario was both thrilling and tiring. The prospect of wielding my power no longer seemed appealing. These ladies have figured out how to create an escape between their liaisons, one I mirrored with my own intentions. Should I seize control towards the end to fulfill my fantasy, or allow them to enjoy their momentary freedom?
Quickly, Chen reached a point of great arousal, freeing his erection from his trousers. He stroked himself softly while watching the action unfolding. Suddenly, a strong pair of hands gripped him from behind.
"You'll need to take off your clothes if you want to fully experience this," a voice whispered in his ear, and the hands immediately released their hold.
Eagerly, Chen obeyed and disrobed. He was average in height and slim, without much muscle definition – more like wiry.
As he turned to face the owner of the strong arms, he was glad to see the blonde from the countertop appreciating his appearance.
"Not bad," she complimented, her unknown accent likely from Eastern Europe. Her pale skin and light blonde hair gave her an almost ethereal look. Taller than Chen, her frame was slim with small, pointed breasts.
"Turn around again," she ordered, and Chen obeyed, feeling her arms wrap around him, but she didn't touch his penis immediately. Instead, she held his small, hairy testicles in her hands as he marveled at Ozzie, sandwiched between Anna and Mae – the latter sitting on Ozzie's face while Anna used a double-ended dildo to stimulate both their vaginas, concentrating intently and experiencing waves of pleasure.
Chen had never cared much about climaxing quickly during sex; his primary focus was on his own satisfaction. But in this moment, he tried everything he could to delay his orgasm. It was slow, sensual, and he relished being under someone else's control.
"You seem to be enjoying yourself," she calmly commented, one hand starting to jack him off while the other stroked his body.
"No, I want to last… I want to…"
Elaina smiled behind him.
"If you think you can, I'm sure I can find a suitable reward for you," she teased, her lips brushing against his neck.
With large, lazy movements, she stroked him, driving him to a state of extreme pleasure mixed with pain, as he held back his climax at great effort.
As Chen neared the brink of climax, the hand suddenly stopped touching his penis.
"Good boy," she cooed, maneuvering in front of him, splaying her legs wide to reveal her open, wet slit. "Go ahead," she instructed, and he drove his length into her without delay.
Desperate to hold back his ejaculation, Chen was able to last only a moment longer and then released his sperm into her.
"Mmm, you're a good boy," she remarked, turning her head, "I've been looking for someone like this."
Breathing heavily, Chen reluctantly withdrew his penis.
To his joy, Elaina reached down, using her fingers to collect as much of the spilled semen as she could before placing them in her mouth.
"Mmm, that's delicious," she moaned as she swallowed it, and the emotional overload rendered Chen speechless.
"May I wash up and stick around for a while?" he asked, completely overwhelmed.
Surprised at his reaction, Elaina smiled.
"Sure..." she said coyly, "I'm Elaina."
Chen kissed the offered hand and turned around, dumbfounded that he had suddenly felt the desire and gumption to stay a bit longer.
As he washed his penis, the sounds of his companions hardly registering, he desperately tried to suppress his excitement. In the span of this encounter, he even entertained the thought of joining the threesome more often, perhaps even persuading one of the lesbians to sleep with him.
This was just what he'd been searching for. It felt as if his experiment had finally paid off.
Unaware of, or unbothered by, Chen's presence, the other couple didn't seem to notice his arrival in the bathroom. So he washed his penis, drying it with a hand towel and returning to the living area to continue watching what could only be described as paradise.
Comfortably seated, Chen smiled widely as Elaina reached climax via Ozzie's touch, her voice screamed out in ecstasy while her gaze fixated on him.
Clearly, he'd succeeded in his goal. [:]
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