Spread & Buttered Up

I felt a hand wrapping around me tightly, and I **** myself to relax into them, melting into his touch. I let out a moan, smiling as I turn to see who it is. My smile grows as I notice it's Zack. I moan again as he kisses my neck, my legs feeling weak underneath me, and I feel my arousal rising higher.

My arms resting on the table before me, I soon felt someone else rubbing their hands across me, and I gasp, feeling them caressing and grasping at me. Still naked, I do my best to remain casual, even as I find myself in a rather adult-themed bar with complete strangers. I let out a gasp, swallowing hard as I find myself being made to lean forward. They chuckle, my body, with the lighting seemingly highlighting every inch of my exposure to everyone nearby.

My legs spread easily, even as my breasts press against the table. I moan, falling myself being grasped and groped by Zack, along with his friends. As if caught in a trance, I simply moan, playing along, and find myself enjoying being so openly played with. I felt a mug of something cold and heavy being suddenly planted onto my back, though I don't have time to find out way, as only moments later, someone smacks my ass hard with the palm of his hand. Feeling pleasure and displeasure mixing into one as I submit to them, and find myself feeling oddly excited by the sensations. At the same time, I felt a hand rubbing along my left side, even as another hand moved around my right shoulder and down my arm. Unsure where to even look now, I simply submit to them, enjoying the experience and not daring to even speak up, as if I'd ruin the experience.

His buddy to my left took a swig of something, even as he scrutinises me closely, a smug expression plastering his face. "Glad we got a new plaything... wonder how long you plan on keeping this one, hmm?", to which his friends smile back, some chuckling at the comment."

The guy on my right, slowly running his fingers along my arm, slyly comments, "Don't let her off so easy. We saw how you let Anna slip away on the bus", to which they laugh once more, and all the while, my nakedness is being pawed at. I felt, feeling Zack's right hand move to my neck, softly moving to the sides of my neck as I moan. Meanwhile, his left hand moves to my shaved mound, rubbing his fingers along my intimate folds. I orgasm easily at his touch, feeling my pleasure heighten further as the trio grasps, gropes and pinches me openly. I notice smickas from others nearby, just as enamoured as my new companions are.

"Oh, Anna played the same game before, and will be along in her own time. Besides, we have a new naughty little thing with us now. One we can be sure won't want to leave anytime soon, insint that right, my dear playslut?", to which I moan, feeling his grip on me, and I nod, my mind's only desire was to play along and submit to them, Still unwilling to speak, I find myself rather playable before them, and I rub my ass againat him,, and find myself enjoying playing the role they desire, and expect, of me.

I hear a zipper on his pants open up, and I moan again as he rubs his rock-hard member along my mound. I smile at that, doing my best to remain relaxed. I wiper, more to myself than anyone, "Don't threaten me with a good time. If you really want to claim me, claim me."

With that, they burst forth in laughter, even as I wonder if I was joking, playing the submissive role, or being simply honest, even as I notice my quiet words were still heard over the din of the gentleman's club and the dancers on stage.