Full Family Exposure

I see the lights turn on, and I find myself standing before his family (aside from Lance, of course). Both of his parents were there, along with an uncle and aunt or two, plus a few cousins, and likely his sister. I gasp out loud, but for the most part, I manage to keep from trying to cover my own nakedness with my hands.

"When they heard I had found an affordable place to stay, and in the same building no less, they insisted on meeting you. I even made a wager on the side I could get you down here so they could *really* get to see you. Looks like I won on both fronts." He turns to his family members, a confident smile clearly radiating on his face. As I watch, several family members hand him money, while making congratulatory comments or berating respect. "Good Job finding a place Lance", "she's a Looker!", and "Don't think you'd pull it off, but ya managed." At least one of the group, a man in his forties or fifties, simply stood there, his mouth agape as he stared at me.

It was then a woman, about his age, walked next to me. I was so distracted by the family staring and talking before me I had not noticed her there until I felt a hand grabbing my ass. She squeezed it hard in her hand, and I let out a quick gasp in surprise. Her hand continued to roam across my ass cheek, rubbing her palm across it slowly. Clearly, she was confident she had a large amount of latitude when it came to me.

They chuckled in response, and as I turn my head slightly to see her, and a reddish pallor of embarrassment began to cloud my cheeks, her right hand swiftly moved and cupped my breast, slapping it decently hard, before she grabbed it. I heard myself gasp, followed by a quiet moan, as she started to kneed my breast in her hand. She slapped my ass hard once, and then again, and I audibly moaned loudly. My body responded with pleasure, despite myself.

As I returned my gaze straight forward, she became all the bold. I felt her hand slapping my ass hard several times, before returning to rubbing it. She continued to knead my breast, before reaching beyond to my left breast, grabbing it, and repeating the same action. I orgasmed then, and could not resist moaning loudly as pleasure flushed through me. She giggled, before moving her right hand down and between my legs.

My back arched softly then, as I orgasmed again the moment her fingers moved between my legs. She moved them up my inner thigh, clearly playing with me. It seemed to take forever before I felt the pleasure of her fingers rubbing across my shaved mound. I moaned loudly then, despite the crowd, as her fingers penetrated into me.

The fingers glided in and out, moving deeper and deeper into my folds, rubbing intently and in all the right places. I moaned again and again, and my legs shook slightly as pleasure wrapped itself tightly in my now self-consciousness. I moaned loudly, as her fingers moved deep into me. I felt pleasure rushing through me again and again, like waves on the beach, as she so confidently played with me. My orgasmic cries became louder, and more regular, as she groped, slapped, and thrust herself upon me. I was helpless before her, too captivated by the pleasure to even think of moving now.

I felt her pull back on my hair then, her right hand still pounding me with three fingers. My head blew back, and my moans became that much louder. She turned to the collected family gathering, and called slyly, "You got a rather playable whore on your hands, and I for one plan on taking full advantage of that fact." They chuckled in response, and I moaned again, even as my mind raced to comprehend what she had in mind.