She’s gone

“Fuck!” You exclaim. You were so busy fucking Natalie that you didn’t even notice. That doesn’t exactly count as coming to your girlfriend’s defense. “Where is she?”

“Who cares?” Natalie replies. “Now you have no excuse not to come with me to the VIP room.” She puts her hands on your chest. “Don’t you want to find out if Margot Robbie barks like a dog when you fuck her?”

You’re barely paying attention. You’ve already made your choice. Becca over Natalie and although you’ve done a poor job sticking to it, it’s never to late to start.

“Where is she? What happened?” You demand

Natalie rolls her eyes. “Some people took her. Probably to the Pleasure Room, considering how bad she looked.”

You try to process this. People took her? Did they drag her off? Did she go willingly? “Where is it?” You demand, but Natalie is already walking away, pulling her dress down over her plump ass in the distance.

Fuck. Now what?

You start to wander through the hall. Ever few feet there’s a group of 2-5 people fucking in one way or another. Should you disturb them? Doesn’t seem like a good way to get help.

Three naked people scurry past you.

“Wait!” You shout “where’s the Pleasure Room?” And suddenly like a crazy person, you’re just shouting in the hallway to anyone who will listen. “Can anyone tell me where the Pleasure Room is? Can anyone help?”

“I can help you.” A voice responds from a dark corner. “If you help me.” You step toward it and see a girl there who you hadn’t even noticed before. She’s naked, sweaty, legs spread, fingers between her thighs. You recognize. Rosario Dawson.

“Lick my fingers.” She says, holding up two glistening fingers in your direction. Ok. You squat down next to her and lick her fingers. As expected, they taste like like pussy. “Thank you.” She says and slides them back between her thighs.

“Now will you tell me...”

“Mmmm lick my nipples.” Rosario demands. There’s no reason not to. If it helps. And it’s not like it won’t be pleasant anyway. You lean in to Rosario’s body, part your lips, and press your tongue against her sizable hard right nipple.

She moans. Her body vibrates as she rubs herself to the sensation of your tongue on her flesh.

Her nipple is salty, sweaty, tasty. When you’re done, you ask again. “Now can you let me know where...”

“Lick your own fingers.” It’s as if she’s not even listening. But you’re going to give it one more try.

You glaze your tongue over your right index and middle finger, not sure what the point of...”

“Now put them inside me.”

You have to admit, this whole episode is making you hard again. You want to find Becca. You need to find Becca. And Rosario will help you do just that as long as you have a little more fun.

You slide your fingers inside of her warm, wet slit and curl them up into her. Her hand is still there, rubbing furiously at her clit.

“Mmm... mmmm... yes...” she’s enjoying this. So are you. She starts slapping at the wall behind her. You decide it couldn’t hurt to lean in and give her nipple another lick.

You feel the squirt douse your whole hand and wrist. Your cock is thick again. You wonder if she’d mind if you just shoved it into her. But you’re going to be good. You’re going to find Becca.

You pull your messy hand back. “Now will you tell me where the Pleasure Room is?”

Rosario smiles. “Look around. It’s everywhere”

Damn, you think. That was a waste of time... well maybe not entirely.

You hear another voice. This time behind you. “I can actually help you.”

Still squatting, you turn and your eyes behold and slowly look up at a naked body, a clean shaved snatch, a tattoo of handcuffs on one hip, pierced nipples and finally a cum-covered face. Not at all a face you would expect to see attached to this display of naughtiness.