Natasha walks through the living room naked, her pussy looking a bit swollen and wet. Aman emerges from their bedroom behind her, adjusting himself in his jeans.
"Let's go out," demands Natasha.
"Where do you want to go?" inquires Ivan.
"I don't even care. I just want to be slutty in public."
"I'm in," I say excitedly.
"Babe, go put on something that says you're easy and available," Aarav directs me.
Natasha grabs my hand and pulls me up, "Let's go slutty ourselves up."
Ivan smacks her ass and says, "You don't have to work on that, you know."
"Probably not, but always fun to up our game. Speaking of games, I have an idea."
Ivan raises his eyes in question. Jeremy looks up from the computer screen.
"Tonight, Tanvi and I and I are going to participate in a series of challenges set by you men. For every new challenge you set, you need to up the slut factor. The challenges need to draw a crowd and get us groped a lot. What do you think?"
"Hell yes, totally in," I agree.
Aarav smirks and nods his head in agreement. The other men quickly agree as well.
Natasha drags me into my bedroom and starts raiding my closet. This wasn't uncommon for either of us. Aarav and Aman bought us so much clubwear that we barely knew which outfit belonged to who.
I selected an outfit with a skinny tube top that barely covered my breasts. In the middle of the tube top, between my breasts, a large hole was cut out and black, stretchy strings of the material went across the hole. The mini skirt was split up the sides all the way to the waist. The same black, stretchy strings attached the two halves of the skirt together, except for the top of the skirt where a thicker waist band was used to keep the skirt up.
"Bitch, totally not slutty enough. Here let me help," Natasha admonishes.
Taking a scissors, Natasha cuts away all the stretchy string on the tube top and the side of the skirt. I examine myself in the mirror, loving how my nipple piercings are clearly visible through the thin stretchy material. Putting on a pair of high heels, I again examine myself in the mirror. When I raise my hands above my head, the bottom of my tits are even more visible. When I lean forward, like I would at a bar, the front of my skirt flap falls forward, revealing my shaved mons, framed by my thighs. Bending over at the waist and grabbing my ankles, the dress reveals my pussy lips. Perfect, I think to myself.
I look over and see Natasha slide on a red dress. The top part of the dress is a stretchy material and ties around her neck. When the dress is fully pulled down, there is a massive split down the front that reaches down past her belly button. Natasha tucks each of her breasts under the sides of the stretchy material. Her nipple piercings are as obvious as mine. Starting at mid-waist, Natasha's dress splits into two separate rectangular pieces of cloth that fall just below her ass, like she is wearing a loincloth. Her front hip bones and the sides of her ass cheeks are exposed.
Standing in front of the mirror with me, Natasha says, "Fuck, we are some hot bitches."
Quickly we help each other with make up, being sure to go heavy on the eyes. As we emerge from the bedroom, we find the guys all dressed in jeans and nice tops.
"Damn, our sluts are looking fuckable," Ivan smiles.
He approaches me and gropes my tits over the tube top. He then moves to Natasha and pulls her tits out from under the stretchy material. He squeezes them and lightly pinches the nipples. Aman walks behind me and lifts the back flap of my skirt up and then forces me to bend over.
"Spread your legs, slut," Aman orders. I do so and he starts finger fucking my pussy.
"Fuck, this slut is wet," he says to everyone.
Aarav walks over and smacks my ass, "That's because this slut wants a cock driving itself deep in her twat. Don't you, slut?"
"I'm your good little slut. I'll spread my legs for whoever you tell me to."
Aarav speaks a bit louder so the whole room can hear him, "Let's make sure these sluts are thoroughly used tonight."
Johnny walks behind me and runs his finger down my wet slit. Slowly he eases his finger into me and pumps. My legs shake at the sensation of him driving his fingers into me.
"Darlin' I am not going to be able to resist this pussy of yours tonight."
"Johnny, pull her ass cheeks apart so I can shove her metal butt plug in her," Jeremy orders.
Johnny spreads my cheeks. I feel the cold lube squirted on my puckered hole. Jeremy slowly works his fingers into me, stretching me as he does. Then he eases my jeweled butt plug into my ass.
"There you go, that'll draw some attention."
****
Aarav ordered a company SUV to drive us around. We pull up to the first bar and Aarav helps me out of the car. There was no way of getting out of the tall vehicle without showing what's under my skirt. A few men walking by the bar whistle and catcall at me. Aarav wraps his arm around my exposed waist and walks me toward the entrance. Aman and Natasha follow behind us. The three men remain in the car until we are well inside the building. We had decided for the first challenge, we'd pretend to meet Ivan, Jeremy, and Johnny at the bar for the first time.
When we enter, Aman pushes Natasha toward me. Aarav releases me so Natasha and I can stand together, close enough that our tits touch.
Aarav whispers into my ear, "Take Natasha to the bar and order a drink. Make sure you are bent over enough to expose the bottoms of your ass cheeks."
I nod, grab Natasha's hands, and head to the bar. Natasha tugs me to a place where there are mostly men sitting and standing together. We make our way through the group of men to the edge of the bar. Leaning over, we rest our elbows on the wooden surface, forcing men to move their elbows. I feel hands brush against my tits and ass. Some random guy fingers run along the butt plug shoved in my ass, causing me to shiver a bit. Other men reach under my skirt and squeeze my ass cheeks. One brazen finger slides over my wet slit. I spread my legs wider for his fingers. Neither Natasha nor I say a thing to the men. The point was to be groped.
While waiting a few minutes for the bartender, I feel someone bump up against my ass.
Turning my head, I see Jeremy. Ivan is behind Natasha.
"Hey pretty ladies," greets Jeremy. "You two here by yourself?"
"No," Natasha says, "our boyfriends are around here somewhere."
"With bodies as fine as yours, not sure I'd leave you alone," Ivan says.
Natasha turns around, a coy smile on her face, and runs her hand up and down Ivan's chest and abs. "You're not so bad yourself."
Ivan gives a boyish grin and places his hands on Natasha's hips. "Why don't you let us buy you some drinks."
"It'll definitely be our treat," Jeremy adds.
I lean into Jeremy and he wraps his arm around my waist and settles one of his hands on my ass. "Thanks, we just go here. We'd love something to drink."
A few minutes later, Ivan and Jeremy ensured we already drank three shots. Natasha and I dance to the music, grinding on the men close by after downing our last shot. The men around us are groping us, mostly over the clothes. My tits are being grabbed while I feel a stranger's hard cock grind against my ass. With each grinding motion of the stranger behind me, I feel my dress inch up a bit more.
"Let's make this interesting," Jeremy says.
"What do you have in mind?" asks Natasha. A man is blatantly groping her tits as she asks.
"See that guy sitting at the bar just a little ways down? He's in a white shirt."
Natasha and I both nod as we see Johnny. Aarav and Aman sit near Johnny at a table watching the show.
"I think he wants to see your tits. How about we get you each three more shots if you show that guy your tits. I don't want to see any quick flashes either. You have to leave your tits out for at least a good minute."
"Three shots?" Natasha pretends to negotiate.
"Come on, let's just do it. I want some more drinks," I say as I grab Natasha's hand and pull her toward Johnny.
"Hey there," I greet Johnny.
Johnny smiles, and responds, "Hello ladies. You're looking good tonight."
"Thanks. We're wondering if you could help us with something?" I ask.
"What's that?"
"Our new friends over there said if Natasha and I show you our tits, they'd buy us our next round of shots."
Natasha moves to stand so her tits are pressed against Johnny, "You don't mind helping us out, right?"
Johnny smiles at Natasha and wraps his arm around her. "Tell you what, I'll do it if I can have a picture. Ask your friends to come over so they can take the picture and get you your shots right away."
I frantically wave over Jeremy and Ivan. The group of men who had been groping us has subtly migrated toward Natasha and me. A few pull their phones out in anticipation of the show.
Jeremy and Ivan make their way over to stand by us.
"Hey there, these hot ladies said you would buy their next round if they showed me their tits."
"Yup, that's right," nods Ivan.
"It's your lucky day, man. You going to help these ladies out?" asks Jeremy.
"Absolutely." Johnny rises up a bit on his chair and pulls his phone from his pocket. "Do me a favor, take a picture of me between these hot tits."
"You got it, man," Jeremy nods and accepts the phone.
We stand next to Johnny and he wraps his arms around both of us. Natasha pulls out one breast and then the other. I pull my tube top down, letting my breasts pop out.
There is hooting and hollering in front of us as the group of men encourage our performance. We smile and hold up our tits for the best shot. Johnny leans over and pretends to lick our tits. In another pose, Johnny gets behind me and lifts my tits up. Then Johnny moves to Natasha and motorboats her tits. Jeremy snaps a picture of everything. A solid three minutes passes before we put our tits away. By then every guy paying attention had multiple photos and videos of our tit show. We down another three shots and are feeling more than a bit buzzed.
Aman and Aarav approach us. Aarav wraps his arm around me, and whispers into my ear, "You're such a good little slut. Is that tight little pussy of yours all wet?" I nod and grind into his crotch.
Natasha has her ass backed up against Aarav, grinding on him, while he gropes her now covered tits.
"I take it, these are your boyfriends?" Ivan asks.
"Yup," Natasha nods while grinding her ass harder into Aman. One of his hands is under her dress where he is not so discreetly fingering her.
"You've got some wild girlfriends," Jeremy says while eyeing up Natasha.
"Yup, we like them slutty," Aarav responds.
Phones are back out as men record Natasha getting fingered under her dress. Aman is being careful not to expose Natasha's bits much to the mens' chagrin.
"Hey Aman, let's take the girls to a dance club."
"Oh can our new friends come too?" I beg.
"Do your new friends have names?"
I shrug and respond, "Guys Who Buy Us Shots?"
Aman laughs, and says, "Okay, Guys Who Buy Our Girls Shots, want to come party with us?"
Ivan, Jeremy, and Johnny obviously agree to come with us to a dance club.
In the SUV, Aarav has me drink a bottle of water. Aman makes Natasha do the same. In no time, the driver pulls up to a dance club co-owned by Jeremy and Ivan.
Aarav pulls me to his side and says, "Pull your dress up, slut. Make sure everyone can see that wet pussy of yours when you get out of the vehicle."
I hiked my dress up and spread my legs wide. Jeremy reaches over and runs his finger over my folds.
"Slut, move your ass all the way to the edge of the seat and keep your legs spread," Jeremy demands. I comply and he reaches for the butt plug. Jeremy pumps it in and out of my ass a few times. His other hand begins rubbing my clit, causing me to groan. "This slut's wet enough to fuck."
Aarav chuckles, and asks, "You like being fucked, don't you, slut? You like that wet, little pussy of yours used by multiple cocks, don't you? Look at that pussy of yours gushing at the thought of being fucked by so many cocks."
I am moaning and writhing at the edge of the seat, unable to form any words. The driver opens the door and watches as Jeremy rubs my clit, but says nothing. Eventually Jeremy stops playing with me, leaving me just on the edge. I take a calming breath, hold my skirt up, and slide out of the vehicle. A line of people waiting to get in the club get an eyeful. I hear some women whisper, "Slut" like that's an insult.
Aarav wraps his arm around me and cuts to the front of the line where he and everyone else with us are let in without question. I hear even more grumbling from the line of people, but ignore them.
"Okay sluts, next challenge. Since Ivan and I own this club, we decided it's okay for you to walk around with your tits out. No putting them away unless we leave the club and probably not then either," declares Jeremy.
I pull my tube top off while Natasha pulls her tits from the sides of her dress top. After a quick pit stop for Natasha and me, the men send us to the dance floor. Natasha and I start dancing and making out. Men surround us and grind against our asses. A stranger's hands grab hold of my tits while his hard cock moves up and down my ass. The same stranger shoves the back flap of my skirt up, exposing my ass, and pulls my hips toward him. He starts dry humping me while clinging to my breasts. Eventually the man pulls his dick out and rubs it on my ass cheek. Soon I feel the warm wetness of the man's cum on my ass. The man drops my skirt flap and walks away. His cum drips down the back leg. I smile happily and go back to making out with Natasha.
While groping Natasha's tits, I watch two men walk up the short flight of stairs to the VIP area and approach Ivan. One looks to be in his 40s, good looking with dark brown hair, and a very animated speaker. He continually points to Natasha and me with a smile on his face. The other man, slightly younger, and equally good looking with dark black hair and Asian features, stands near the animated speaker. He's barely taken his eyes off of us.
Ivan does a lot of smiling and nodding at the animated speaker. Then he gestures for both men to follow him on to the dance floor. All three men approach us. Ivan's two friends have their eyes glued to Natasha's and my chest.
We move to Ivan's sides and he wraps his arms around Natasha and me. "Natasha and Tanvi, this is Jack Barteau and Sam Wu. They're investors in our Dallas nightclub. Adding the sex club was actually their idea." Ivan gives us a light push towards the men. Jack wraps his arm around me and Sam grasps Natasha's hand and pulls her towards him.
"You have one gorgeous, fuckable body," Jack says. "Ivan assures me that you are quite willing." I feel Jack's hand snake under my skirt. He rubs his fingers across my slit, tugs on the cuffs, and then inserts two fingers into me. I moan and grip Jack's shoulder.
Jack chuckles and then reaches up to grope my breasts. Over Jack's shoulder, I can see Aarav give me a slight nod of approval. He walks on to the dance floor to watch what happens next. I look over and see Natasha standing on one leg with her other leg being held up by Sam. He is furiously pumping into her. Aman moves out of the VIP area with his phone out to record the action.
"Alright slut, kneel down and suck my cock," Jack orders.
I go to my knees and remove Jack's stiffening cock from his pants. Strangers bump and grind around us, some taking pictures. Jack does not believe in being gentle. He grabs me by my ponytail and fucks my open mouth hard. After a minute or so, he pulls his dick out of my mouth and slaps it on my face repeatedly, getting my cheeks wet with my own saliva. He shoves his dick back into my mouth and I feel it hit the back of my throat with each hard thrust. It takes less than five minutes before Jack is coming so hard, his cum is dribbling out of my mouth and falling on to my tits. Tons of phones are out recording the cum slide down to my tits.
Aarav approaches me and helps me stand up. I watch as Jack tucks his dick back into his pants with a smile on his face. "Ivan said this slut was good at giving head. Fuck, that was good."
Aarav reaches out and shakes hands with Jack. "My fiance is well trained in being an obedient slut. Slut, tell this nice man thank you."
"Thank you for letting me suck your cock," I say as I lick the cum off my bottom lip and then scoop the drops off my breasts. One by one I lick my fingers clean.
Jack watches intently as I do this. Without making eye contact, he says to Aarav,"I assume you will be bringing these two sluts to opening night of the sex club."
"Of course," Aarav nods. "We don't waste any opportunity to show off our sluts."
"Excellent," Jack smiles. "Next time, I'll fuck your slut fiance until she screams."
"Just say the word, and my slut will spread her legs for you," Aarav agrees.
Jack nods with a smile and takes his leave. Sam follows after him. Just beyond the departing men, I see Aman and Ivan pull Natasha into the crowd of dancing club goers. The top part of her dress is untied and hangs at her sides. If I had to guess, she had cum running down her legs.
Aarav slides his hand under my skirt and grabs my ass. He pauses a minute over the cum spot on my ass cheek and then pulls his hand out. Oops, forgot about that mess.
Grabbing my arm, with his clean hand, he pulls me against his body and asks, "Was my little slut fucking strangers on the dance floor?"
"No. Some guy rubbed his cock on my ass until he came all over it."
Aarav holds up his hand with cum on it and shoves it toward my mouth. I stick out my tongue and lick his hand clean. With both his hands now clean, Aarav reaches down and tugs hard on the waistband of my skirt causing it to rip apart. It falls off me fluttering to the ground. I am standing naked on the edge of the dance floor for all to see. Aarav backs me up against the railing sectioning off the VIP area from the rest of the dance floor. Two security guards scramble out of the way to make room for me.
Aarav kisses me deeply, his hands prowling all over my nude body. He grabs my tits hard, shoves his fingers into my waiting pussy, tugs my handcuff charm, and finally flicks my clit. Pulling himself back from me, Aarav turns me around, forcing me to grab on tight to the railing as he pulls my hips outward. In just a few seconds he enters me. I am lost in the moment with the thumping music beating through my body and the hard thrusts of Aarav's shaft filling my pussy.
There are people around us. I see them in my periphery and their presence only turns me on that much more. I want them to watch as Aarav fucks me, as he uses my body for all to see. He squeezes my tits hard and I yell out in a pleasurable pain.
"Who do you belong to, slut?" Aarav says into my ear.
"I'm yours. You own me," I yell out. I would say anything to keep feeling his hard cock pounding into me.
"No matter how many cocks use you, you're mine."
"Yes," I groan.
Aarav rubs my clit, building my orgasm until my body starts to tighten in anticipation. His fingers leave my clit and I groan at their sudden loss on my nub. His hands slide up my body, grabbing handfuls of my breasts, and tugging my nipples. His cock angle changes and now I feel it rubbing more on the thin membrane separating his cock from the metal butt plug. I'm whimpering at the pleasure of feeling so stuffed.
Aarav again works my clit, bringing me to the edge but not letting me drop off.
"Please," I beg, "please..."
"What do you want, slut?" Aarav's voice is strangled and harsh sounding in my ear.
"Please let me cum."
"Who owns your pussy, slut?"
"You do."
"Who decides how this pussy is used?"
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