Giandro's Gentlemen Club

— — — Celebration — — —

“To say business has been booming, would be an understatement. We are bringing in so much money that you could expand and establish more chains across the country, if you wished to, mate.”

Giandro had an imposing black hulk of a man with a waxed dome, pure muscle, six foot six. A voice so deep, Jonathan guaranteed he could sell audiobooks. Felix, almost just as tall, projected an air of elegance. Even now, standing at Giandro’s side, the man looked like he could be a butler at a private estate.

The room was dark and smelled of expensive cigar smoke. Giandro lit up, having only just finished one before. “Indeed. But we will cross that bridge when we come to it, Jonathan. I think, to celebrate the club’s success, it’s time to throw a party.”

Jonathan smiled, glanced at Felix, and then back at Giandro and took a sip of his half-empty wine glass. “What do you have in mind?”

“Do you remember the act that Lisa did a few months ago?”

Felix answered, noticing Jonathan’s blank expression. “She sang on stage with a mouthful of sperm.”

Giandro grinned, “Yes. That was a big hit. The clientele loved it, they still talk about it, and Lisa is our most-requested worker.”

“So, what are you thinking, mate?” Jonathan asked.

Giandro hit his cigar a few times and puffed out thick, white rings of smoke that faded off into the dimly lit room. “Cum Garglers Special. We make it a theme. Have the women dress in playboy style bunny suits. Men will pay big money to have their dicks sucked and watch whores gargle their sperm. There’s just something so deliciously empowering about watching a woman gargle your cum after she’s drained you dry.”

The lewd comment had Giandro and Jonathan laughing, and even Felix smiled.

“Do you have anyone in mind, Sir?” Felix asked, a stoic professionalism in his voice.

The cigar was ashed into the ashtray in the centre of the table, stationed between the three men sitting on expensive one-man couches. “I have a couple of buddies from the early days that would love to join in.”

“Would you mind sitting down?” Jonathan asked, looking up at Felix.

“I’d prefer to stand.”

“What about Tomaso?” Jonathan asked, turning his attention back to the matter at hand. Giandro gave Jonathan a look that suggested confusion, so he elaborated. “The old bloke that threatened to beat me up. He’s the one who came into Lisa's mouth.”

“He threatened to beat you?” Giandro laughed, another puff on the cigar. “Why?”

Jonathan shifted uncomfortably. “He thought we were trying to scam him.”

Giandro laughed again, “Well, I’m sure he had one of the best nights of his life. Yeah, invite him as well. Come to think of it, he never came back after that time.”

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— — — Are You Coming, Too? — — —

The blowjob was slow and sensual. Natalie kept the head of Ando’s cock between her lips, gently massaging the crown with her tongue. Her lips purse back and forth and she loves the feeling of his cock peeking out of his foreskin. It feels so intimate and special to her, like she’s making out with his dick.

When he gives her a sign, she takes his dick deeper, allowing her to feel every wrinkle and bump and vein along his cock until the head presses against the entrance to her throat.

“Uuurghk,” she gags lightly, and feels Ando resting his hand on the back of her head. She knows that’s not a sign to go deeper, though, but to just hold him there. To let him enjoy the sensation of her uvula flexing and dancing around the head of his cock. Precum gushes out and she gags harder around it, but she keeps it quiet and muffled. His precum overflows when she struggles to swallow it all and it leaks from the corners of her mouth, but they both agree that Ando’s pleasure is more important than her comfort right now. In fact, Natalie loves putting him first. She loves the thought of Ando enjoying himself because of her, and those sweet moans in his deep bassy voice is enough to drive her deeper into submission.

And then, his hand released from the top of her head. Natalie can hear the way he’s breathing, it’s faster, like he’s anticipating something. Taking the cock back between her lips, she finishes him off with a tongue lashing and soon, hot cum shoots onto the roof of her mouth and along the back of her tongue.

Ando shivered as he climaxed. “Mmmh… Good, as always.”

The eager jizzrag smiled at the man after swallowing his load, and then kissed his cock as if to say thank you. “You certainly are,” she giggled.

“Before you go, rag, I have an offer for you.”

“Oh?” Natalie’s interest peaked, as she started kissing the old man’s balls. “You have more money for me?” That was their relationship. He could speak to her however he wanted, and violate her throat and body and limits in any way he pleased, as long as he paid her.

“Greedy girl. Yes, you could say that. An old friend of mine invited me to a party of a sexual nature. I want you to come along as well.”

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— — —A Favour for a Cum-loving and Diligent Worker — — —

“How many loads of cum have you swallowed today, sweetheart?” Mike asked Emily, after pulling her into the bathroom. The office was about to close and everyone was heading home for the day, their shifts over.

The question made Emily smile and her chest swelled with pride. “Fifteen, Mister Garceu.”

“Aw, look at you, all proud of yourself. You’re so adorable!” The old man began to squeeze the woman’s breast through her black suit. “I was invited to a little get-together and I think it’s something you might be interested in.”

Ever the nymphomaniac, Emily’s cheeks reddened and she bit her lip. She was rarely ever treated with respect in the office, and yet she felt loved all the same. The way Garceu could casually feel her up mid conversation had her shivering in excitement. “Mmmh… W-what is it, Sir?”

“A friend of mine, an old war mate, invited me to a party. Says it’s a Gentleman’s Club, lots of other little cockhungry minxes like you will be there. Said I should bring along someone who loves being used by men, and youuuu, my sweet, fit the bill, don’t you agree?” While continuing to grope her tit, Garceu’s other hand reached under Emily’s skirt and began to rub his fingers along the soft lining of her panties - gently feeling her the softness of her supple ass. The warmth greeting his fingers, the silky material of her panties.

His groping makes her blush deeply. It’s the possessiveness of his touch that gets her excited and she can’t help but want to submit to him.

Mike continued for a while, lightly pressing his fingers into the centre of her panties to explore the gap between her ass cheeks. But just when he was about to touch her somewhere that would have made her squirm, he brought his hand to her other cheek instead. And finally, a smack. “Such a good, sweet girl. You’ll come along with me, won’t you?”

“Yes! Yes sir, I’d love to!”

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— — — A Special Invite — — —

A knock.

“Who’s there?” A gruff voice called beyond the door.

Another knock.

“Piss off!”

Again, the knock repeated - three soft knuckle taps on the wooden door.

Tomaso opened it, rage in his eyes, ready to tear the salesman a new one. Or, at least, he thought it was a salesman. But he recognised the man standing before him. “What the hell do you want?”

“I wanted to make you an offer.”

“What, you want me to come back to that place, is that it? You lot are shifty, I don’t wanna be involved with you anymore.”

“Oh come on, mate, you know you had fun. Just lemme in and I’ll tell you all about it.”

It took a bit more convincing, but Jonathan was able to at least have the conversation in the comfort of Tomaso’s home.

Tomaso was looking through Jonathan’s phone - it was offered to him, with instructions to look through the photos on there.

“What do you think? Gorgeous, aren’t they?”

There were photos of naked women, posing proudly in an area Tomaso recognised very well. The women were dancing on stripper poles in Giandro’s Gentlemen's Club. “Mmm…” He hummed thoughtfully.

“The boss is hosting a party, and he wanted to invite you.”

“Me? Why? I’ve only been there once.”

Jonathan smiled, “That’s true, but you remember Lisa, don’t you? She made it big because of you. Granted, it could have been anyone in your shoes, but it was you. So, as a treat to Lisa, the boss wants you to come back for the party. He thinks it will make his top girl very happy!”

While idly scrolling through the pictures, and just as they were talking about Lisa, she appeared on the phone. The sight of her made Tomaso’s cock swell in his slacks and he stared longingly at her form. That long, tight, silky black dress that hugged her curvaceous body so snugly. Her breasts, looking like they were about to spill out of the top, yet seemed magically confined and safely contained - breasts he had seen, that one would only see if Lisa wanted them to. His focus turned to her lips and before he knew it, his dick was rock hard. He swallowed and handed the phone back to Jonathan. “How much is it?”

“It’s a special invitation, so… for you, half price, mate.”

“Alright, I’ll be there. For Lisa. Can’t say I’m too interested in the other girls.”

Jonathan clapped his hands together, pleased with himself that he was able to get the man to agree. Although, he did wonder about Tomaso’s motives. Not that he could blame him for wanting to see Lisa again; the woman’s beauty is out of this world. He hadn’t noticed her much before, but ever since she became Giandro’s number one gal, she’s had this glow about her that makes her light up an entire room.

“Well, just for you mate, I’ll let her know you’re coming. I’m sure she’ll be happy to see ya!” He told the older gentleman, not actually knowing if that was true.

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— — — A Girl Like You Would Love This Party! — — —

Jessica was busy working the tables during rush hour at the Coffee Pot. The restaurant's popularity has grown in the past month due to a weekly special that allows customers to have unlimited, free drinks with their food for two hours, making it a mainstay for teenagers and people who work on their computers. She couldn’t imagine anyone working on her computer in such a busy environment, but to each their own.

She looked at the time on her phone, knowing her break was coming up. Relieved, she headed for the break room and sat down to check her messages. Emails? Discord? FaceBook? No, she didn’t care about any of those right now. Her loins tightened in anticipation of the amount of messages she must have received on the Suck-It app while she was busy working. There was not enough time for her to check her phone, there never is on Saturdays.

Five new messages, two from accounts she has never interacted with before, and three from familiar profile pictures. She checked the messages from people she knew, feeling her excitement grow to see that some of her ‘friends’ wanted their dicks sucked. The cock-hungry whore told them she would be over once work was finished.

Then, she checked the new messages. The first of two, was someone asking if she really sucked strangers’ dicks for free. Jessica loved that. Men who met her on the app always thought she was a catfish, or someone trying to scam them. It’s so exciting when they see her in person, and even more exciting when they dump their cum down her throat. She told him, too, that she will see him after work. A selfie, with her pulling her collar down to show off some of her cleavage, just to keep the man curious and wanting her.

Onto the second message. An anonymous profile, created today.

“Hello, Jessica, my name is Felix. I work as a member of Giandro’s Gentlemen’s Club. I’d like to make you an offer, and I think you’ll be very interested.”

Okay, not the first time someone from a club has reached out to her.

“Hello, Felix, what do you have in mind?”

She didn’t speak so formally with people on the Suck-It app, but sometimes she entertained the professionalism people had. It was fun. Especially considering how often those men who put on an air of professionalism usually drop the act when they’re seconds away from cumming in her mouth.

“We are having a party at the club next Saturday, and we want women who enjoy being used by men to join us. You will be provided a playboy-style bunny suit custom-fitted to your body, and you will get to perform as much fellatio as you want, on as many men as you want.”

Jessica didn’t know how to respond, and paranoia crept up on her and she began to wonder if the police were trying to trap her again. She decided to Google search the club, but there were no relevant results. Very suspicious!

“Why can’t I find anything about your club on the internet?”

“Because we have team members actively making sure our activities are kept off any public records. And that is what brings me to your payment, Jessica. If you attend the party and do everything you are told, we can provide the same security networking firewall services for you as well.”

“What are you talking about? Why do you think that’s something I need?” Jessica’s heart was racing, now she felt even more alarmed than before, but for different reasons. This man, or at least the organisation he works for, seems to know a lot about her.

“We are aware that you’re the creator of the Suck-It app, Jessica. My boss finds your dedication to pleasing men to be very impressive, in that you would create an app that allows you to meet horny men and service them without anything in return. That is why we have reached out to you. I guarantee you will have the time of your life at this party.”

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— — — Kate and the Cuckold — — —

“Yes! Y-yessss, don’t swallow it! Keep it in your mouth!” Dominik groaned as he came into Kate's mouth, keeping a tight grip on her hair as he rode his orgasm. “Uunnggh, fuckkk yessss, nnnnhh, take it. Nnn, don’t swallow…”

A few seconds later, he was looking down at her, a proud expression on his face as he saw how much cum he had just blown in her mouth. “Gargle it.”

As the woman obeyed, the sounds of sperm bubbling over her tongue reached his ears, and Dominik’s cock already began swelling in anticipation of another blowjob. “Nnggh, so fucking hotttt! Look what you’re doing to me, slut, making my dick rock hard again. Yeah, gargle that jizz, you fucking whore!”

“Uunnnggg gggllrrgggll ggglllrrgggglllrgggl!” Kate loved the way he spoke to her. He always put his own needs before hers, which was such a breath of fresh air.

She should be happy to have such a patient, loving and caring husband waiting for her at home. It was Liam’s kindness that made her fall in love with him in the first place. And while she does love him, he isn’t able to satisfy her. He never could. She thought his dedication and love for her was enough to make up for his small penis and lack of stamina. He tried to make up for it by spending hours with his head between her legs, and that did help for a while, but she got bored of that eventually as well.

Kate began flirting with men on dating sites, or at taverns in other towns, while telling her husband she was going away on business. Like a good little cuck, he believed her, told her he loved her, and promised to keep the house clean. Meanwhile, she was getting fucked - plowed by men with cocks so big, she at first doubt it was even possible to take them.

Her latest man, however, wasn’t just a one-night stand, or an occasional pump and dump friends-with-benefits kind of guy. He was the most selfish person she had ever met. The total opposite of her husband. Dominik actually got turned off when she showed any vulnerability or talked about her needs. A very straight forward mindset of ‘Just shut the fuck up and suck my dick, then fuck off.’

And now, she gargled his sperm. His cum spilled over her mouth and drenched her neck, then leaked between her tits.

“God yes, just like that, this is what whores like you do best!”

She smiled up at him as he started jerking himself off again, paying more attention to the way she gargled his cum, rather than Kate herself.

“Yeeeahhh, gonna cum again, fucking bitch. Swallow, then get ready to gargle another load, cumbreath!”

Dominik had been obsessed with cum gargling ever since he saw it happen at that club. That songstress, who sang with a mouthful of jizz, and then gargled it on stage. A big screen in the background showed her face, zoomed in, and all the bubbles of cum popping and dribbling down her chin.

“Fuucccckk!” Was Lisa her name? Yeah! Thinking about her pushed Dominik over the edge, and he blew another load into Kate’s mouth. “Hhnnnggghhh bitches like you are toilets for my cum!”

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Later that night, when Kate got home, she was greeted by her husband who had prepared a fancy, romantic dinner for her. A vase full of beautiful roses in the centre of a table with a pure-white cloth draped over it. Candles, dimly lighting the living room. Rose petals all over the floor around the table.

“Welcome home, my love,” Liam said, pulling a chair out for her.

Her husband’s display of affection, his love for her, the fact that he would do things like this every other night - it seemed almost desperate. The gesture didn’t sweep her off her feet, it actually gave her a cruel idea. Instead of sitting down, she pulled her man in for a kiss and locked her arms around his neck as she pushed her tongue into his mouth. He seemed taken aback at first, melting in her arms. But then, something changed, and he hesitated for a moment. Kate didn’t allow it, though, and kissed him harder.

The excitement she felt was unlike anything she’d ever experienced. The thought of making her husband taste the remaining scent of Dominik’s cum made her feel powerful and devious. She wonders if he knows what that salty, bitter taste on his tongue is.

Once the kiss broke, she looked at him and smiled. “Mmmh, I missed you.”

“I … I missed you, too, honey.”

She could tell he wanted to ask her about it. “What’s wrong, my sweet?”

“Mm… It’s just… have you been drinking again?”

That caught Kate off guard, she wasn’t expecting that. She doesn’t know what to say, so she just looks at him in confusion.

“You’ve been drinking Margaritas again, haven’t you?”

Understanding dawns on her face, and Kate recalls when she went on a margarita binge - it was all she would drink. That saltiness mixed with the sweetness of the drink itself was so addicting. But, no. She hasn’t had one of those in a long time. Kate has found a new favourite drink.

She smiles, “It was just one. Heh, I don’t look drunk, right?”

“Erm, well, I guess not.” He smiles at her, and kisses her again. Deeper this time, pushing his tongue into her mouth to soak up that flavour. “Maybe next time I’ll have one with you.”

The sincerity in his offer makes a single laugh escape her lips, but she catches it. He frowns at that reaction, so she kisses him again. “I’d love that.”

Moments later, her husband was on his knees, his head between her legs. She recalled Dominik’s offer about a party and decided it sounded fun.

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