Closing Time

Thanks to TraxAgenda, both for starting this branch, and for giving me permission to follow up on it.

I’ve been fucking Miranda for about 10 seconds when I realize that if we keep going, we’ll knock stuff off the table, or maybe even break the DJ table under us.

I don’t wanna find out what’ll happen to my power if any of my equipment breaks, so I pull out of her and motion for her to get down on the floor. She does, then spreads her legs wide and I climb on, and we fuck, kissing desperately and sucking each others’ tongues, her tits jiggling wildly, her pussy squeezing at me, she’s gasping and yelping and begging me to fuck her, and I paint her insides white.

It’s getting late, though.

I’ve had a really, really great time, and I’m feeling generous, and none of this would have been possible without Grace and Bruce, and I’m getting nine hundred dollars for being the DJ here, so I figure I’ll give them something nice.

I’ve never tried something like this, but this will probably work as long as I keep the music going while I say it.

I crossfade into my extended mix of “Closing Time” and lower it to background level, and then grab the mic.

“People, it’s been a wonderful evening,” I say, “but everything has to end eventually.”

There’s a general “Aww.”

“They need the room for another wedding party tomorrow!” I say, and everyone laughs. “So, this is Bruce and Grace’s special day! Isn’t that great?”

Everyone nods, smiling. I look out at the crowd. “Ladies – raise your hand if you’ve never had sex with another girl?”

Several women do; I count… 33.

“Just to be a bit more clear – raise your hand if you’ve never had sex with another girl before tonight?”

More hands go up. Total... 48.

“Okay. So, because it’s Grace and Bruce’s special day: all forty-eight of you, you’re going to line up and each of you is going to eat Grace out until she cums. Grace, you should probably be nude for this!”

Everyone laughs, and she starts undressing. Someone whistles, and Bruce shakes his fist with a fake glare and says “Grrr! Mine!”

I continue. “Ladies in line, masturbate while you wait your turn, because it’s important that you be super turned on! And make sure you’re nude too, so Bruce can fuck you!”

Bruce perks up when I say this.

“Bruce, you can fuck whoever is eating Grace’s pussy – ”

I look at the women lining up in front of Grace, and realize that this’ll lead to Bruce fucking most of the women in his family, and in Grace’s family too. Eh, I’ll give him a choice.

“ – and you’re allowed to cum in her, but I realize you might not have the energy to cum in FORTY-EIGHT HOT WET CUNTS – ”

there’s laughter from his buddies –

“so feel free to skip any you’re not up for. And Grace, because Bruce’s cum belongs to you, you’re gonna lick it out of every woman he dumps it into!”

Grace waves her fist in the air. “Grr! Mine, all mine!” she says, giggling.

“Can we go twice?” says Bruce’s sister Lila.

I grin. “You can go again after Grace has licked you clean, but you have to go to the back of the line, and it’s max two turns per person, because if we stay too long, the hotel will start charging extra!”

More laughter.

“The rest of you – if you have had sex with another girl before tonight, go find someone new and have sex with her right here! Men, feel free to watch, and even jack off onto them, but don’t touch unless she’s your wife or girlfriend. Ladies in line – if you don’t want a second turn with Grace and Bruce, find a pair of girls – or a threesome, or someone else who already had a turn in line, or whatever – and join in! Everyone keeps going until Grace and Bruce are finished, and then you can leave like you normally would – back to your hotels or houses or whatever. And remember – nobody gets pregnant from anything that happened here, nobody gets any STDs, nobody has any hard feelings. So, one last time, give it up for GRACE AND BRUCE MITCHELL!!!”

Everyone cheers, and then women start pairing off and making out with each other. Grace is laying on the floor nude with her legs open, and there’s a line forming. At the front of the line is Grace’s sister Abby; she’s nude too, and as I watch, she gets on her hands and knees with her ass in the air and starts licking Grace’s cunt, and then Bruce moves into place behind Abby and starts fucking her.

I crossfade from the extended “Closing Time” into “Harder Faster Better Stronger”, and feel hot wetness on my cock. I look down, and Miranda is sucking me. She looks up at me and winks.

I’d usually last longer, but it’s late, and I’ve already cum a whole bunch of times tonight, and her tongue is going around and around my shaft, and I spurt into her mouth barely a minute into the song. She swallows, then smiles at me. I smile back.

I crossfade into the normal version of “Closing Time” and let the song finish, and then shut down the sound system.

I hold my breath… and the fucking continues. On the floor a few feet away from me, there’s a skinny black girl and a chubby blonde kissing and fingering each other. Bruce’s dad is watching them and stroking his cock, and after a moment he spurts all over the black girl’s face. Then he takes a step back so as to not touch them. The blonde licks the black girl’s face clean, and then they adjust themselves into a 69. Okay, good.

I start disassembling my equipment. There’s still at least forty women waiting in line to eat the bride’s pussy and get fucked by the groom and then eaten out by the bride, so I figure this’ll be going on for a while. There’s an Asian girl sitting on Grace’s face; she spasms, and screams “yes yes yes yes yes!”, then takes a moment to catch her breath before climbing off and running to the back of the line for her second turn. From where I’m standing, I can’t quite see who’s the current filling in the Grace-Bruce sandwich.

“Hey,” Miranda says. “Can I help you carry your equipment?” She’s put her shirt back on, but she’s carrying her jeans and panties instead of wearing them. My cum is trickling down her thighs.

“Sure!” I say, surprised. I load my electronics onto a cart, and she gathers up all my power cables and winds them up into a tight little bundle.

I look in the direction of Grace and Bruce. Now he’s fucking Grace’s mom while she eats Grace’s pussy, and the woman sitting on Grace’s face is… Bruce’s mom, which means Bruce just fucked her and came in her. Well, I gave him a choice, and he took it.

Miranda’s waiting for me, so I lead her out of the reception room and into a little hallway.

As I pull my cart down the hallway, something feels weird, but I can’t quite figure out what. It’s nice that Miranda came with me, though.

She pushes the exit door open for me, and I wheel my cart out into the night air, and then she follows me out and the door CLICKs shut behind us.

As I open the trunk of my car and start loading my equipment in, I realize what was bothering me:

either Miranda’s never had lesbian sex, in which case she should be waiting in line to eat Grace’s pussy while Bruce fucks her, or she has, in which case she should have found some other girl and be fucking her right now.

And instead, she came with me.

She passes me my power cables and her jeans; I toss them in and close the trunk.

I realize that she’s watching me.

I pull out my car key and press the UNLOCK button, and she stands in front of the driver door so I can’t get in.

“Uh, can I –”, I say, and she shakes her head.

“But –”, I try, and she grabs me by my shirt collar.

“First,” she says, “you’re gonna tell me WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON.”