A Meat Train

"Whoa..." Lillian jumped back in surprised when she stepped out into the hallway. She came face to face with a naked time-stopped man. The man was not the only naked man, he was just the first one in a long line that ran down the hall along the wall leading to Lillian's room. The floor was littered with clothing and other items. It was a mess. Lillian looked at the mess on the floor and then at the naked men. It was clear who the clothing and items belonged to. She only vaguely remembered what she was thinking. Lillian had wanted all the men lined up and ready to go. She had planned to fuck them all. Of course, she passed out before she could get to it. The sight of the line aroused her. She could feel herself get warm. Lillian smirked to herself as her eyes wandered down the line of men. It was a meat train of sorts.

The first man in the line was the chubby bearded man she had encountered first when leaving her room. He she stood posed with a meaty hand in his beard and the other on his hip. Out of his clothing, he was covered in hair and looked a bit bigger than chubby. He was well-hung and looking down the line of men; he was the most impressive in that department. They all stood in various poses, and most of them had been from the party. She did not know most of their names and was only sure that about half of them actually lived on her floor. Some looked better than others, but Lillian concluded they all looked great in the buff.

There was a blonde that had a cute smile that had said hi to her a few times. She forgot where he lived, but it was on her floor. He was skinny and had toned arms. His eyes were currently hooded, giving him a drunken expression. That smile that had drawn her attention to him in the first place was on his lips. He stood with his arms behind his head and his hips thrust forward. His cock, which was average and buried in a thick mass of pubes, was erect. Lillian gave his member a hard jerk and leaned in, and kissed him on the cheek. "I always wanted to do that to you..." she cooed. She gave the blonde a pat on the shoulder before she moved down the line.

A Latino that was thin but well muscled was a couple down from the blonde. He stood with a hand on his hip while the other hand was held up at shoulder level with his index finger raised as if requesting something. His face bore a wink and a smirk. Lillian was curious if she gave him that face or found him that way. She grew hot as she looked at the expression and imagine herself stripping the man. Lillian ran her hand down his defined chest and looked down at his sex. It was on the smaller side, but thick. She thought it looked cute and flicked at the tip.

Mason Wilson was in the middle of the line, wedged between a tall black man and a pudgy dark haired man. Mason was Alan's roommate, so Lillian knew him by name through Alan. He had sandy brown hair, was moderately cute in that boy next door look. His nose was a bit too big for her tastes and every time she talked to him it felt like he was showing off. Mason really did not have that much to show off for, he was cocky and did not seem very smart. Like his roommate, Lillian figured he only talked to her because he was trying to hook up with Valarie. Mason was slender, Lillian had seen him in workout clothes before he looked fit, but was not that impressive. In the buff, his arms, chest and legs were toned, but he sported a gut the stuck out too much for his slender build. Lillian had posed him to stand at attention. His eyes were closed and his mouth was open, giving him a sex-doll look. His cock, like the others in the line, stood erect. It was average, but Lillian had to admit that she kind of wanted to suck it. Shrugging, she rotated Mason to face her. She smiled at his sex-doll-like face before kneeling and taking his cock.

Lillian was never good at oral sex, she really did not like it. She did not like the **** feeling or the taste of cum. Both had her gagging. Not a very good look for her to her date. She tended to avoid it when she could, though she was told she was not bad at it. With time frozen, though, Lillian did not mind. She was in full control of it. Mason's cock in her mouth was a pleasant feeling. As she slid her lips up and down his time-paused shaft, she also fingered her clit to complete the experience. So far, the only downside she saw while having sex in this new world, she would have to do all the work. Lillian did not mind it too much, albeit it tended to tire her out faster. She was good at pleasuring herself. Having a sex-doll with real parts took the pleasuring to a whole new level.

Mason's cock glistened with Lillian's saliva when she decided to stand and turn around. She got down on a three-point stance and bunched up the polo around her neck before she slowly backed up. She reached behind her, guided Mason's slick cock into her wet snatch. Lillian closed her eyes and let out a loud moan as Mason's cock pressed against her spot. She started to work her hips, moving Mason's manhood in and out of her. She kept one hand out in front of her to prevent herself from falling over while her other hand played with her tits. Her nipples were rock hard and pointed like bullets.

She went a few rounds with Mason until her back burned from the bent over position. Lillian came a few times, so it was good to stop. Her heart rate was racing. She stood and massaged her lower back before she pulled the polo back over herself. Mason was then posed to be bent over at the waist, his arms hanging before him. He looked like a powered down robot. "Out of order until later..." Lillian breathed and ran her hand down Mason's now exposed back, her fingertips dancing at the small of his back right above his bare ass. "You're so much better frozen and naked..." she added before running her hand through his hair.

Leaving Mason behind, Lillian made out with a broad shouldered black man with dreads that was a couple cocks behind Mason. She bent over a skinny tan-skinned man to admire his ass and gave it a smack before moving on to the next man and jerking their erect manhood just because she could. At the end the end of the line, Lillian was a little grossed out, seeing that she had even moved the men that she had found in the shower room earlier. One man had been urinating barefoot, and the other had been taking a dump. She gagged a little as the memory of her moving them came back to her. **** made you do things, she concluded. She glanced up and down the hall and noted it was just her and her meat train. It looked like she had gathered all the available men on her floor to form the train. Where were all the women?