Myke walks up to me and inserts his finger into my pussy. "I remember this tight little fuck hole. Felt good around my cock." He pumps his fingers into me until my back is arching and I have to work to keep my ass on the couch.
"Fuck, this one is so wet too," murmurs Blake as he fingers Natasha.
"We'll have these sluts get you off in just a bit. I'm hoping to see how the new jewelry looks first," Aman tells Myke and Blake.
"All right ladies, get your hot asses on the tables," Myke directs us.
Natasha and I stand up to move over to the table. "Sluts, take your new clothes off first. But we'll leave the collars on. Aman and I like seeing our property clearly marked."
We strip off our new outfits. Johnny collects them and lays them neatly over the back of the couch. Hoisting ourselves up on the tables, Natasha and I immediately spread our legs.
"Your girls just can't keep their legs closed, can they?" smirks Blake.
"We like our sluts with their legs spread and accepting of any cock pushing into them," nods Aman.
"Alright ladies. This little gift is from Johnny. It seems he's quite the piercing aficionado," Myke announces as he starts cleaning my labia. Johnny stands in front of me, phone out, recording Myke giving me my second set of labia piercings. I barely notice the needle entering me and am quick to lean forward and watch Myke insert a matching pair of rings.
"Fuck, that's hot looking," I exclaim.
"Bitch, look at my pussy," Natasha tells me. We both turn and face each other with our legs spread.
"We're always the hottest sluts around," I tell Natasha.
"Come sit next to me so Johnny can take a picture of us with our legs spread," orders Natasha.
"Hold on, sluts. Myke and Blake aren't done yet," Aman interrupts.
"Just lay back down, girl, so I can replace the jewelry in your nips," Myke directs me.
Laying back down, I watch as Myke pulls out two long bars from a plastic carrier case. A fine chain hangs in triangle patterns off each bar. At the end of each chain hangs a single handcuff. Myke holds the new jewelry up for me and says, "Read the top of each cuff."
On top of one cuff, the word "Fuck" is written and on top of the other cuff, the word "Slut" is written. "That's hot," I say.
"And accurate," adds Myke.
In no time, Natasha and I are posing for pictures. Our legs spread wide, close up of our nipples, new labia piercings, and pictures that clearly show our collars.
The photo shoot ends with Johnny recording Natasha and I sucking Myke and Blake off. Once the two piercing artists leave, Johnny quickly forgets about recording anything. I find myself slung back over the couch and Johnny fucking me hard. He pulls out and circles around to finish in my mouth. I swallow his cum as I feel Aarav enter me.
****
Friday arrived quickly. Aarav, Aman, Johnny, and Natasha were all waiting for me when I got home from work. My collar is quickly locked on to my neck. My nerves twist my stomach a bit at the thought of wearing my collar in public.
"Won't TSA just make you take the collars off us?" I ask Aarav.
"Private jet, babe."
A private jet was awesome. I joined the mile high club at least three times with Aarav, Johnny, and Natasha. Once we finally land, I struggle to find all my clothing. Not that I was wearing much. I had taken to wearing what I considered my exhibitionist uniform. My typical short cotton skirt and thin t-shirt with plenty of midriff showing. I had been wearing a thong, but it looks like it had become a souvenir for the stewardess.
Walking through the airport, Aman grabs my arm, and looks at Aarav. "Don't mind me while I fuck your slut in the bathroom stall."
"Go for it. My slut knows what her pussy is good for."
Aman pulls me into a bathroom stall, closes the door, and bends me over. He flips up my skirt and enters me. The idea of being caught in the bathroom is thrilling. I struggle to remain quiet as Aman fucks me hard. He moves his hands up my too short shirt and pinches my nipples, forcing me to bite my bottom lip to keep from crying out. I hear the bathroom door open, but I can't contain all my mewling noises. I hear a man peeing, the sink water running, but don't hear the bathroom door open back up.
Aman grunts and releases his load into me. Quickly, I stand myself over the toilet and watch Aman's load fall out of me. Using a bit of toilet paper, I clean myself up.
Walking out of the stall behind Aman, I found out why the man had not left the bathroom. He is quickly trying to shove his hard cock back in his pants in apparent embarrassment.
"Slut, look what you did to that man. What's your mouth good for?"
"Sucking cocks," I respond and make my way over to the man.
Aman follows behind me. Before I can squat down to take the man's cock into my mouth, Aman stops me. "Don't be rude, slut. Let the nice man fondle your tits. Show him what a slut you truly are," Aman says this as he lifts my short shirt.
"Go on man, feel her tits. She loves it," Aman prods the stranger.
The man's shaky hands come up and he grabs hold of my tits, hard. I gasp and moan.
"Told you. This slut loves being used," Aman continues to encourage the stranger.
"These nipple piercings are hot," notes the stranger.
"Suck 'em. Get this slut moaning," Aman responds.
The man, feeling more emboldened, leans forward and sucks on one nipple hard while pinching my other nipple. I moan, loving that anyone could walk in on us at any moment and catch me getting my tits sucked and fondled by a complete stranger. The door opens then and Aarav walks in.
"I see my slut can barely keep her clothes on," notes Aarav.
"This guy heard me fucking her and now he needs to get off too," Aman responds nonchalantly.
Aarav leans his head out the door and gestures for Johnny and Natasha to come in. Johnny assesses the situation and leans against the door to block entry. I watch my boyfriend look down, see a yellow cone, and place it outside the door.
"It's your lucky day," Aman tells the stranger as he pulls Natasha to him. In short order, he pulls her shirt off of her. She's like me and isn't wearing a bra. "Go on slut, help your slut friend over there suck the man off."
Natasha moves beside me and we make out in front of the stranger, our breasts pressing together.
"Fuck," comments the stranger in a strained voice.
Natasha presses her body against the stranger, stroking his dick as she does. "I'm a good slut too. Feel my tits. I like them grabbed and sucked," Natasha tells the stranger. Her tone has gone sultry and the stranger, falling under her spell, starts grabbing her tits and sucking her nipples.
Aarav comes up behind me and pulls my shirt off. I squat down on my haunches and take the stranger's hard dick into my mouth, swallowing him whole. He immediately groans. His nob is a bright red, and I know he's ready to burst soon.
Natasha slides down the stranger's body until she is at cock level. I pass the stranger's cock off to her and she takes it all the way into her mouth.
"Fuck, can you take a picture of this?" the stranger asks as he fishes his phone from his pocket. "The guys in the office will never believe this happened to me without a photo."
Aman accepts the phone and says, "I'll record so you'll have a hot video to show all your friends." He turns the phone sideways and hits the red record button.
Natasha and I slide our mouths up and down the stranger's rigid member. We kiss each other and take turns licking the man's nob.
"Fuck, damn this is good," garbles the stranger.
Natasha and I take turns deep throating the man, bobbing our heads up and down furiously.
"I'm going to cum," the man says in a strained voice.
Natasha pumps the man furiously until his load shoots all over our tits, dripping from our nipples.
I take the stranger's cock into my mouth, causing him to gasp, and suck him clean.
"Alright, sluts," Aman directs, "lose the skirts and sit naked on the counter with your legs spread. Let's end this video the right way for the nice man."
Both Natasha and I strip off our final article of clothing and hop on the counter with our legs spread.
"Our friend here," narrates Aman while panning the phone to the stranger's face, "says you won't believe him that he got a blowjob from these two sluts. What do you have to say to the nice man's friends?" asks Aman as he directs the phone back at Natasha and me.
Natasha runs her finger through a string of cum on her breast and licks it clean, "Thanks for the cum," she says with a smile.
Aman focuses the phone on me and I do the same as Natasha, while adding, "It's so tasty."
"Sluts spread those pussies for the camera."
Both Natasha and I spread our pussies as Aman does a close up of them.
There is a loud banging on the door and a muffled voice on the other side demands to know, "How much longer?"
"Just a minute more," Johnny yells through the door.
Aman ends the recording and hands the phone back to the man. Natasha and I get wet paper towels and wash our breasts off. We quickly pull on our shirts and skirts and head for the door.
The man banging on the other side of the door, watches our parade leave the bathroom, his eyes narrowing as he watches Natasha and I exit the mens bathroom.
"What the hell were you doing in there?" he demands.
"Having a good time," I respond, blow him a kiss, and then smile.
***
Saturday during the day went by in a blur. Aarav and Aman gave of us a full spa day. Johnny stayed with us the whole time. Natasha and I made sure to suck him off in the afternoon. We had to be quick to prevent spa staff from walking in on us. The idea of being caught only spurred me on even more.
When Saturday evening came, Natasha and I got ready in our new outfits. We had to put tops over our outline bras in order to make it through the hotel lobby. Aarav and Aman hadn't taken our collars off since Friday afternoon. The stares and eyebrow raises that other hotel patrons gave Natasha and me only got me wetter.
***
"Sluts, let's go have a good time tonight," Aarav says to Natasha and me as he helps me out of the car.
Standing outside an old warehouse that has been completely redone, I see the main dance portion of the club is called Rodeo and under the dance club's name, it says "Featuring Club Thrall."
Johnny guides our group up a back stairway, attached to the outside of the building. He knocks and the door is opened by a security guard. They exchange a few words and we're let in. We enter a lounge area that looks pretty normal. On one side there is a bar, and on the other side is a sitting area with red couches, antique looking tables, and even a faux fireplace. Aarav immediately pulls my shirt off and tosses it into a nearby trash can. Aman does the same to Natasha.
A few patrons look up at us. They're eyes narrow in on us and then go wide. A few people even point at Natasha and me. They begin whispering among themselves, drawing even more patrons' attention. This was a sex club. These people really couldn't be surprised by topless women, I thought to myself. I was missing something and I was sure I was going to find out what that was very soon.
Aarav stands behind me and gropes my breasts. In my ear, he whispers, "You and Natasha are going to be quite popular tonight."
I turn to look at him, raising my eyebrows in question. He only smiles at me and walks me to the bar. Johnny hands Natasha and I a glass of wine each.
"Drink them slowly," Johnny directs us, "because you're in for quite a night."
Natasha takes a drink and then leans close to me and whispers, "I feel like we're missing something."
I nod in response and take my own drink of wine.
"Sluts, let's go find Jeremy and Ivan. Those two might want to bend you over for a good fuck," smirks Aman.
Johnny walks our group through a different doorway and the room is completely transformed. There is a large, raised platform in the middle of the room with several pieces of sex equipment. X-crosses, sex benches, swings, and various other straps. To me it looked like a stage where many public sex acts were going to be performed.
The raised platform certainly catches my attention, but what's more eye catching is the series of TVs on the wall all playing porn videos. They aren't normal porn videos. All the videos only featured Natasha and I having sex with all different men. There are videos of us being office sluts for the day, me fucking Myke, Natasha and I using dildos to get us off, both of us fooling around in the workout room, and so many other slutty moments. Pictures of our various sex acts are interspersed among the videos. The sound is on mute, but it was easy enough to imagine the sounds we were making.
"Fuck, we really are porn stars," Natasha says to no one in particular and then takes a large gulp of wine.
"Look how fucking hot we look," I add, taking an equally large drink of wine.
"Told you you're in for quite a night," Johnny says as he wraps his arms around me and kisses my neck. "Don't you and Natasha wander off on me this evening. I'm your security. There aren't many people here yet, but when more show up, I know you two will be quite popular."
I look up at Johnny, smile and give him a kiss. "Watch me closely, Johnny. I'm getting turned on and quickly heading to that place in my mind where I say no to nothing."
Johnny squeezes my tits and nods his agreement.
Natasha's hand shoots out and grabs my arm. "Tanvi, look at Jeremy." She tugs my arm, turning me toward the bar on the other side of the room. Some of my wine sloshes over my glasses.
I see Ivan is behind the bar and Jeremy is in front of the bar. He has a Black woman bent over a bar stool, her breasts exposed and jiggling with every one of Jeremy's thrusts. The woman's shirt is on the floor next to her and her short skirt is flipped up. It looks like Jeremy has slid her thong to the side.
"Damn, she's hot," I say to the group. The woman has full breasts, natural hair, a thin waist, and round hips. She's mewling, moaning, and telling Jeremy to fuck her harder. "Can we keep her?" I turn and direct my question to Aarav.
"Jeremy certainly seems very interested in her," notes Aarav.
"She's fucking out in the open, even with Ivan watching. She may just fit with us," comments Natasha as she finishes off the last of her wine and hands the glass to Johnny.
"I wonder if she is into girls?" I muse.
"Let's go find out," Natasha says, grabbing my hand, and heading toward Jeremy.
We make our way over to the bar, behind Jeremy so as not to disturb the couple. Natasha pulls herself up onto the bar with Ivan's help. Ivan plucks the wine glass from my hand with a smile.
I wrap my arms around Jeremy's front side, just under his extended arms holding the girl's hips. In his ear, I whisper, "It's good to see you know how to fuck pussy." Jeremy only smirks in response.
Natasha leans over and whispers something into Jeremy's ear. He nods in response.
I whisper into Jeremy's ear, "Do you want to keep her?"
"Yes," Jeremy hisses.
"Cum in her and we'll take her to the bathroom to get her cleaned up. Natasha and I will get to know her then."
Jeremy nods his agreement and picks up the pace, fucking the new woman hard. He reaches around and rubs the woman's clit, making her moan loudly. I watch her legs shake and her hands grip the stool hard. Soon after she orgasms, Jeremy does too. He pulls out of her and rubs her back and ass almost tenderly. He has it bad for this woman.
Moving around Jeremy to squat down in front of the woman, I say, "Hi there. That was really hot."
The woman looks up, her eyes showing her surprise.
"Don't worry. We're definitely not judging," Natasha adds as she slings her legs over the edge of the bar and lets her feet dangle. The woman hoists her body up and gets a look at Natasha.
"Nope, no judgement here. We intend to do everything you did and so much more this evening," I say resting my hand on the woman's shoulder.
Johnny appears next to me with bar napkins. I take them and hand them to the woman. "I'm Tanvi and that's my friend Natasha," I say as I point to my blond friend sitting on the edge of the bar.
"Hey there," Natasha greets the woman, "what's your name?"
"Daphne."
"It's nice to meet you," I say as I pick up the woman's shirt and hand it back to her. "Let's take you to the bathroom and get you cleaned up."
"This way, ladies," Johnny directs.
Daphne looks at Johnny, clearly questioning why he was directing us.
"That's Johnny. He's my boyfriend and also Natasha and my security for the night."
Natasha hops down from the bar and links her arm with Daphne's. "In case you didn't know, that was Jeremy fucking you. And that's Ivan standing behind the bar enjoying the show."
"You two know everyone," Daphne comments while following willingly along with Natasha.
"Not everyone, just the important people," I say with a smile. "Jeremy and Ivan are co-owners of this club."
"Shit, I was fucking one owner while the other watched," laughs Daphne.
"Welcome to our lives," Natasha says with a smirk.
I watch Johnny push open the bathroom door and direct us in. He stands on the inside of the bathroom, watching and listening to everything going on.
"He's going to wait in here with us?" Daphne questions.
In response, Natasha sidles up next to Johnny and rubs her hand over his cock. Johnny wraps his arm around her and feels up her tits.
"We live with Johnny, Jeremy, Ivan, Aarav and Aman," explains Natasha. "Johnny is Amanada's boyfriend and Aarav is her fiance. Aman is my boyfriend. But, as you can see, monogamy is not a thing in our household. If I chose to fuck Johnny right now, Tanvi would just cheer me on."
"Wait," Daphne says, a thought suddenly popping into her head. "You two are the girls in all the porn videos playing on the TVs."
"That's us," I smile and nod.
"Damn, you two open your legs for everyone," notes Daphne.
I walk up to Daphne and ask, "Does it bother you?"
"I really don't know. You two live crazy lives."
Natasha approaches Daphne. "To be really blunt, we love being called sluts."
"Don't you find it degrading?"
"Not really," I respond. "It's actually very freeing. I've sucked at monogamy for as long as I've been having sex. Natasha dragged me into this wild life with exhibitionism, non-monogamy, and a fair amount of submission. I honestly couldn't imagine living any other way. I'm cared for, protected, and loved. Best of all I don't worry about Aarav and Johnny cheating on me because cheating just isn't a thing in our relationship."
"But where's the line? Like how much is too much fucking of random guys?"
"We prioritize our significant others. Like Tanvi only sleeps, I mean like actually sleeps in a bed, with Aarav. I do the same with Aman. To keep us safe, one of the guys is usually around, picking out men they think are safer for us to fuck. Of course, we can fuck any guy in the household without question."
"Wait, the men say who you can fuck?" Daphne asks.
"Most of the time, but not always," I explain. "That's the submission piece. It's something you have to be really into, really turned on by. I get where it might not be for everyone."
Natasha looks directly at Daphne and says, "Let me ask you this, did you have fun being fucked by Jeremy where everyone could see?"
Daphne turns her head slightly away from Natasha and looks down, seemingly embarrassed.
"Nope," admonishes Natasha, "don't get embarrassed. There's no need for it. If you liked what just happened between Jeremy and you, just admit, own it, enjoy it. There is no shaming or judgement from us. Not from Johnny and definitely not from Jeremy."
"Jeremy really likes you," I add, "so we really want to know if you had a good time fucking him out in the open?"
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