Things start ramping up

When Thora eventually came out a third time, wetness sliding down one of her legs, she tried to find her groper in the crowd, to no avail. It didn’t help that she never saw his face, of course. She heard the host calling her name from the sofa, where he was still talking to the first few guests that had arrived. She came over to him, and out of habit held the drinks tray out to the group. Thora should have expected what she heard next, but the past half hour of being treated like she didn’t exist had made her forget why she was there in the first place:

“Get on your knees and suck my cock”Ordered the host, coldly. The command came like a whip, and her instincts kicked in with her reply before she had even registered it.

“Yes sir” came her voice, barely above a whisper. The tray of drinks she left on a nearby coffee table, and the her knees were hitting the polished wood of the floor, and shuffling between the lean man’s legs. Her mouth went dry, her heart pounded in her chest and the surrounding sounds seemed to fade out as her hands worked automatically, undoing his belt, his flies, and pulling down his trousers enough to free his semi-hard cock. The sight of it brought the saliva back to her mouth, and helped calm her down. Here, at least, was something familiar. She pulled herself forward, licked her way up the shaft once, and proceeded to kiss each of the two large, hairy balls hanging beneath it. She made sure to sway her head from side to side, as she ran her tongue over them, displaying as much eagerness in her worship as she could. A few seconds was all it took to get his shaft fully rigid and twitching, and she confidently drove her mouth down over it. The head hit the back of her throat about two thirds of the way down, and she brought herself back up, using suction in her mouth to wrap her lips as tightly round the shaft as she could. She was gratified to hear a groan above her, and when she looked up, she saw not one but three men looking down on her, the two friends of the man she was serving with incredulous faces. She was doing it! She was sucking cock in plain view of a room full of men without a care in the world, and a delicious feeling of objectification rushed through her. Happily, she started bobbing her head down in earnest, letting the cock head brush her throat without deepthroating it. Her hands went to the man’s hips as she brought out her famed skills as a cocksucker. She was aware of the stares of the other two men, and started to feel that burning instinct behind the back of her head that told her others were watching too. She felt her pussy get wetter at the thought, and kept sucking. A hand went to the back of her head but didn’t **** her down, though his hips started bucking the shaft further into her mouth. It wasn’t long till the host made a quiet satisfied groan, and filled her mouth with his cum. Thora already knew he wasn’t a loud cummer, but she was a little disappointed at the ease with which she swallowed everything. Still, she sat back on her heels, panting, and, with a smile, displayed her empty mouth to the three men on the sofa. She knew she’d done a good job, and she was proud of it. The host opened his mouth to speak, slightly out of breath.

“Good girl Thora, well done. You lads want a go on her? She won’t bite.”

The other two looked at each other in disbelief, and hesitated. Eventually, one of them cleared his throat, and replied:

“Err…sure, why not? She really into this though?”

“Trust me, you have no idea. She’s not even getting paid for this shit. Anyway you boys enjoy yourselves, I’d better go and do the rounds.” And with that, the man pulled his trousers up as he stood, and walked off into the crowd, leaving Thora kneeling in front of his two friends.