No, you want to stick around

So you stay and watch Anya some more. It seems like an endless sea of men piling in to take their turn cumming on her. Several follow your lead and douse her big eyes. Through it all she writhes and moans with pleasure.

10 minutes pass. Then 20. Then 30. It seems like it will never end. She’s almost unrecognizable now, lying there drenched in white like a half-melted snowman. And the men just don’t stop coming. It’s not surprising that you feel yourself getting hard again.

“Everyone behaving themselves?” The voice behind you asks. You turn to see Amanda Seyfried, in a thong and nothing more. Well she sports a load of jizz across her face, but compared to Anya, a single load is barely noticeable. You assume she got that in a different room. After all, this orgy has been going on, how long now? Most people are probably on their second or third sexual adventure.

“Behaving themselves?” You ask, not knowing what she means.

“This room can get pretty wild pretty fast. You know, guys deciding they’re just gonna fuck her. Or girls jumping on top of her demanding they be the cum covered star. One year, let’s see... I think it was Kaley Cuoco’s year, a girl came in her, declared her unworthy, then dropped to her knees and tried to suck off all the guys herself. She must how downed at least 50 loads before they dragged her out.”

“Wow” you say, unsure what else to say.

“Well...” Amanda adds with a little blush, “she was unworthy.” And a wink.

And your cock goes from getting hard to being hard. Amanda looks down at it. You can tell that she likes it. She steps toward you and wraps her fingers around it.

“Wanna cause some trouble?”

You feel hot and flustered. “What did you have in mind?”

“Well, you know how last year’s girl is supposed to clean up this years?” Amanda asks and your happy to indicate that you do know that. Suddenly you don’t feel like a total rookie here. You nod. “Well... I happen to know that Ana de Armas is a little too tied up at the moment to do so.”

“Really?” You ask. Her soft fingers pumping your cock feels amazing.

“Uh huh. I was just in the Bondage Room. And since that’s the case, I wanna be the one to lick Anya clean.”

You look over at Anya Taylor Joy again, barely visible beneath a ton of cum. “Why?” You ask.

Amanda gives your cock a yank and pulls you close. She whispers in your ear. “Because I fucking love cum.” Then she relents back, bites her lip, smiles, and looks around the room. “And some of these guys might not like that I’m breaking the rules and I need you to hold them back.”

That sounds pretty arduous to be honest. And thought it’s hard to ask this of the celebrity who is currently jerking you, “what’s in it for me?”

Amanda smiles bigger. “When I’m done with her she’s going to be complete sexual jell-o. I mean, she already is, but she’s going to be my jell-o. And when I’m grateful, I like to share.” You’re still not sure. There are a lot of guys here and while you’re not sure why any of them would object to watching what Amanda is suggesting, you don’t want tonight to turn into a brawl. “Don’t worry too much. Once they see the show I put on, the objections will stop. Trust me.” You’re still dubious, so for good measure she adds “don’t you want to help out a girl who’s wearing your cum?” And she drops to her knees, begins to pump your cock fast, and surely within a few seconds your splooge is squirting out across her face.

Dang it, now you can’t say no. Can you?