The waiting game

Sarah didn’t know if it had been 3 minutes or 30 minutes but with sound nor sight to guide her she started to calm her nerves and her excitement again was on the rise. The smell seemed to intensify when all of a sudden a hand caressed her left nipple. Startled by the sensation she screamed. To be quickly silenced by a hand over her mouth. A feminine voice close to her ear, “there, there, such and eager kitty cat. Don’t be afraid. We’ll be VERY good to you.” The strap behind her head was lifted. “Now hold your head back, I’ve got a delicious pussy for you to eat.”

Sarah did as instructed and the mystery woman stepped forward offering her pussy to Sarah’s waiting tongue. As soon as she started numerous hands started touching her body all over. Caressing her, pinching, scratching. They all seemed to be priming her for the main event. Both her hands were taken and directed each to a woman’s private parts, and Sarah knew to do, what came natural.

As she was distracted by working her hands and mouth she felt a presence between het legs, before she really realized what was happening his cock found itself deeply embedded within her. With quick rough strokes it worked itself to a climax. Only to pull out before it peaked. It was quickly replaced with a thinner one, doing the same. One after another the cocks worked themselves up to a frenzy in her only to step out as they got close. Like they were edging themselves. The constant distractions made sure she couldn’t reach her own peak either.

As the men were tag-teaming Sarah the women were working a carousel on her as well. She’d eaten two to climax and brought another one of by hand. Each time one finished she was replaced by another woman. The constant attention, distraction and frantic nature of the men made Sarah red hot in the harness. By the time she had eaten the last woman to orgasm, she was ready to blow. If only one of the men would stay in her long enough.

Her legs were shaking from the tension, her arms were tired and her tongue felt like it could fall out at any moment, when all of a sudden everything stopped. All the other people stepped away from Sarah, and calmed their breaths. All she could hear was her own heartbeat and laboured breathing. Once she had calmed a little she felt three hands on her pussy and the inside of her legs. Another two hands were working her nipples and boobs. Once she was red hot again all but one of the hands stopped, the lone hand focussing on her clit. This allowed Sarah to focus on her own building climax, but she became aware of several men breathing heavily close to her. The first one started groaning and before she knew what was happening she felt something warm and sticky landing on her stomach and pussy. Closely followed by more men groaning, and from the feeling depositing their load on and over her.

With all the edging they had done, the sizeable loads covered a good portion of her body. The moment the first load hit her, with the fingers still working her clit she exploded with a geyser of fluids into a rolling orgasm. Only to stop after all the loads were delivered and the fingers stopped manipulating her. She heard vague sounds of people shuffling further away from her, leaving her behind, limp like a dish towel on the ropes.

“Thank you ladies and gentlemen for participating in our first round. I trust that was enjoyable.” A new voice told the people gathered in the room. “If you’ll follow me downstairs we’ll start with a bit to eat before we get you rolling on round two.”

Sarah could hear a door open, and the sound of feet shuffling out the room. With the door closing, things were silent and she, again, had the feeling of being alone. She felt tired, cold and her muscles started to feel stiff.