One man

Kayla stood still, stunned, her mouth a bit open.

"Well?" said Stephanie. "We haven't got all night." She sat down at one end of the banquette seating, ready to watch a performance. "Actually, we do have all night! But you know, get moving with the show!" She waved her hands at Kayla, encouraging her to perform.

Kayla looked at Stephanie, and then at the three men.

"What should I ... I mean ..." Kayla was stammering, unsure how to proceed. She swallowed, nervous about what to ask and how she would respond. "What do you want to see?"

"How about you pick a boy and see what happens?" Stephanie suggested.

Kayla surveyed the men. Her eyes kept returning to one of them, the shortest of the three. He was about 5'9", had light brown hair and a smattering of freckles. He looked kind, pleasant. She approached him, and as she did, the other two men politely stepped back to give them space.

"Hello," Kayla said to him quietly.

"Hi," he replied. His voice was lower than Kayla expected it to be. "I'm Adam."

"Kayla."

He smiled at her. She became freshly aware of the imbalance of clothing -- she was completely nude, he was completely dressed. He took a deep breath, and slowly exhaled, smiling.

"I've never been here before," Kayla said, struggling to maintain eye contact.

"Me neither," said Adam. He reached a hand out and ran his fingers through Kayla's hair. She gasped slightly as he touched her, and after a moment of shyly looking away, she lifted her head and looked at Adam. "You've got beautiful eyes," he said.

Kayla blinked. She did have beautiful eyes, and she knew it. She looked at Adam, allowing him to stare into her big blue eyes. She smiled at him.

Perhaps it was the compliment, perhaps it was the gaze, perhaps it was just that Kayla had finally found some comfort in the reality of what was going on. But as Adam looked into her eyes, she found herself naturally moving closer to him. Closer, closer, until her body was pressed up against his.

He put one hand around behind her, holding her back. He ran his fingers up and down her naked back, touching her shoulders gently, stroking her skin, running his finger along the thin and firm muscle along her spine. As his hand moved down, he felt the part of her body where the flesh of her ass became plumper, the undefined place where her back became her butt. Adam loved that spot, that shift to the more intimate and taboo touch of a woman's naked ass.

He continued to move his hand across Kayla's skin, now holding her ass fully in his hands, squeezing and caressing her. Kayla's ass was round, soft, and full. As he groped her, Kayla began to breathe more heavily. Her eyelids fluttered closed, and so she didn't see as Adam leaned his face closer to hers. But she felt his presence, felt the warmth of his breath, and as he pulled her tighter to him, suddenly felt his lips on hers.

Kayla found herself welcoming his kiss. She parted her lips, her tongue moving toward him. The kiss was sweet, hot, and tender. As they made out, he continued to pull her tight to him, gripping her ass in one hand. His other hand moved between their bodies, and Kayla thought she felt him fumbling with something, but all she could feel was the movement of his hand against her torso.

When they separated, Kayla discovered what she had felt -- Adam had unbuckled his pants, and now that he had more space, was pulling them off. As he lowered his clothes, his cock bounced up and out, almost completely hard, very thick, and it became clear to Kayla that Adam was ready for more.

Kayla looked at Adam, and found him staring down at her, smiling. This time, however, there was a difference in his smile, an intensity, maybe even a darkness. As he stepped toward her, he took hold of his dick, stroking it. Kayla glanced down, impressed by what she saw -- but simultaneously shocked at the brazen openness of it all. Was this real? Was she really staring at a complete stranger, naked, erect, advancing on her sexually?

"Are you ready?" he asked her.

Kayla looked back at the banquette. Stephanie had one hand on her own breast, clearly enjoying the show. She smirked, but Kayla couldn't tell if it was for her or for Adam (or if it mattered). Kayla turned back to Adam, took a deep breath, and nodded. She lowered herself to her knees, and Adam approached, his hard dick sticking out in front of him.

She ran her hands up along his legs, then around to the front. With no further hesitation, she opened her mouth and pulled his cock forward, allowing him to slide his dick in. She was surprised by the warmth of his dick against her tongue, and found the stiffness and firmness of it quite appealing and arousing.

Kayla lowered one hand between her legs and poked at her pussy, which she found to be extremely wet. She began to bob her head back and forth on Adam's cock, sucking it firmly, and simultaneously driving two of her fingers into her cunt, fingering herself gently at first, gradually getting rougher.

"That's right, Kayla." Stephanie's voice was sultry as it floated across the room. "Suck his dick, show him what a good girl you can be."

Kayla moaned slightly as she worked her mouth against Adam's penis. She tightened her lips and sucked hard on the tip of Adam's cock, tonguing the underside and the hole at the tip. She pulled her head back and licked the edges and sides of the shaft.

She darted her eyes upward, looking at Adam, hoping for validation, for some kind of confirmation that he was enjoying this. His eyes were closed, and he was breathing heavily. Kayla could feel him thrusting his hips, fucking her face, her mouth, her tongue.

As Kayla tightened her grip on his thigh, Adam opened his eyes and looked down at her. Seeing his dick sliding in and out of her mouth as her big blue eyes stared up at him -- Adam almost climaxed right there. He took a sharp breath and tightened his body, working hard to avoid coming early. Kayla may not yet have known it, but Adam was confident that things had only just begun.