Page 18 of The Perfect Bargain

Without warning, a long, thick shaft was placed in my mouth. It filled my senses with its size and weight, and I eagerly took it all in, running my tongue over the velvety texture and tracing every vein and ridge. I playfully gave tiny, teasing bites that caused the whole thing to shudder in delight. As I pleasured this stranger’s body part with my mouth, hands were still roaming all over me, sending sparks of pleasure and anticipation through my body. Suddenly, a warm, wet tongue joined in on the fun, stroking my flesh as I continued to stroke Ben’s cock. A wicked grin spread across my face as I realized we were either doing sixty-nine or someone else had joined in, but I couldn’t say anything while my mouth was stuffed. The moans of pleasure grew louder as the dick in my mouth was stroked harder and faster, driving deep into my throat. And just then, as if in perfect synchronization, an orgasm ripped through me. To top it off, the warm rush of sperm flowing down my throat tasted sweet and delicious- an intoxicating mixture of pleasure and satisfaction.

Ben’s heavy and deep voice filled my ear like a warm embrace. I could feel his weight over me, grounding me to the bed. He asked if I was ready for them, his words sending shivers down my spine. And then, without warning, I felt someone else join in. My body instinctively tensed at the sudden intrusion. I felt him enter me, stretching me beyond belief. The sensation was overwhelming, and I couldn’t help but cry out. My hands searched for something to hold onto as he began thrusting into me with a force that left me breathless. His technique wasskilled, and I found myself lost in a haze of pleasure. With each thrust, the coil of desire within me tightened until it was almost unbearable. And then it happened - the explosion of pleasure that radiated from my core and crashed through every inch of my body. It was like my head would explode from the intensity of it all. And in that moment, as I clung onto him, begging for release, he let out a hiss as my tightness caused him to lose control and find his release

He moved and pressed himself against my bare skin, his heated breath fanning across my neck. With a gentle touch, he inserted his finger inside of me, stroking and exploring as I gasped and arched my back in pleasure. Another digit joined the first, stretching me further and preparing me for what was to come.

“Please,” I begged, desperate for more. He teased me, placing his dick at the entrance of my ass before finally pushing in just a little. The sensation sent shivers down my spine and I pushed back onto him, craving more. As he continued to ease into me, I felt the stranger enter my already sensitive pussy. His dick was thick and hard, the same one that had been in my mouth just moments before, I assumed. The dual sensations overwhelmed me, causing me to scream out in ecstasy until my voice was hoarse.

I wanted it all; the intense pleasure coursing through my body only made me crave more. And with each powerful thrust of his hips, Ben delivered exactly that. His cock filled me completely as he fucked my ass while the stranger inside of my pussy matched his rhythm perfectly. My senses were overloaded as waves of pleasure crashed over me. I couldn’t tell where one sensation ended and the other began. And when Ben’s dick tightened inside of me and he shot hot ropes of pleasure deep within, it was like molten lava flowing through my veins.

Suddenly, I exploded around the dick inside of my pussy, crying out in pure bliss. In the midst of it all, I heard a sigh - but it wasn’t from me or Ben. It was from the stranger, who had just experienced the same intense release as I had. I couldn’t help but feel excitement and curiosity by whoever this was. I knew it was better not to ask, but the fact that he chose to remain a mystery made me all the more curious.

A sudden jolt ran through my body as my hands were untied and the blindfold was removed. I blinked rapidly, trying to adjust my eyes to the bright light in the room. Ben’s face came into focus as he straddled me, his gaze locked on mine with a hungry intensity. In one swift motion, he flipped me over and tied my hands behind my back. I could feel the anticipation building within me as he raised my hips up so that I was on my knees, exposing myself to him completely.

“Just you and me now, sweetheart,” he growled before plunging into me with undeniable force. My senses were overwhelmed as waves of pleasure washed over me, transporting me to another world. I couldn’t resist thrusting back against him, matching his every stroke with equal fervor. He smacked my ass and pulled my head back by my hair, driving deeper into me with each powerful thrust. The sensation was almost unbearable, but I craved more. I wanted to be consumed by this moment, to lose myself in the raw passion between us.

“More,” I begged breathlessly, unable to remember the last time I had wanted something so desperately. At this moment, there was no guilt about my job, my real life, and whatever this identity I assumed at night was — all I cared about was the pleasure, the one that consumed me and, although I hated admitting it, the one I craved.

He gripped my hips tightly and slammed me back onto him, his movements becoming even more urgent and primal. “Take it like you were meant to, Diana,” he grunted, each wordpunctuated by a deep thrust. I could feel him swelling inside of me, his rhythm becoming erratic as we both approached our climax. With a loud cry, we exploded together in a frenzy of ecstasy.

As my body collapsed onto the bed, exhausted and covered in sweat, I couldn’t help but revel in the small pains that radiated throughout my body. For in that moment, they were reminders of the intense pleasure that Ben had just unleashed upon me.

Ben leaned over me, his warm breath tickling my skin as he untied my bound hands with gentle fingers. The faint scent of cologne and sweat lingered in the air as he pressed a soft kiss to my forehead, his lips lingering for a moment before pulling away. His words were like a lullaby, soft and comforting as he whispered, “Sleep now, Diana, you were everything I knew you would be; we so enjoyed you.” I couldn’t help but wonder about the mysterious stranger who had joined us earlier; his identity remained hidden beneath my blindfold and the shadows. But Ben’s deliberate silence on the matter told me it was better not to ask questions, something I learned was common long ago in this line of work. I drifted into a deep slumber as the sun cast its golden rays through the windows, knowing that tomorrow, this would all feel like a dream, and I would be back in my own bed.

Chapter Twelve

Ava

“I’m sorry,” I blurted out, my expression betraying my panic. You’ve mistaken me for someone else.” Sometimes, I truly despise parties. I prefer one-on-one client interactions simply because recognition is a hazard at gatherings like this.

“Oh, give over, love; I know it was you!” He hesitated momentarily before his voice softened, adopting a more friendly tone. “Look, I’m not going to make a fuss about it. I was hoping we could meet up later, that’s all. You can even bring your man if that makes you more comfortable. I don’t mind.”

Despite his reassurance, I maintained my facade. “You’ve got the wrong person,” I insisted, clinging to my denial with a forced sense of indignity. Turning away, I tried to shield my growing embarrassment from view.

As I retreated, his voice followed, tinged with amusement and disappointment: “Oh well! It’s your loss!” His words floated back to me as he returned to his circle of friends.

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The sole reason I found myself at this bachelor party was sheer necessity. Every other girl was booked solid for the night, andif I harbored any hopes of landing a position at a prestigious law firm, that law degree wouldn’t earn itself. I needed a way to finance my education and make some valuable connections along the way. Fortunately, the intellect required for law school was something I had in spades.

Santiago made quick introductions to his companions, Josh and Henry. They were all roommates, he explained, along with another fellow, Jonathan, who was out for the night. Both guys were in their early to mid-twenties, easy on the eyes, and carried themselves with an effortless charm.

After I had settled in, Santiago excused himself to fetch drinks for the group, leaving me in the company of Josh and Henry. Josh, without much preamble, guided me to a chair and sat me on his lap. His actions were swift as he began to kiss my neck and trace the neckline of my dress with eager lips.

Henry, eager to join in, tapped Josh’s shoulder and gestured towards the sofa. With a nod from Josh, Henry lifted me effortlessly and carried me over, setting me down gently between them as they took their seats, flanking me. The situation was clear; they knew exactly who I was and what I was about, no doubt briefed by Santiago based on what he had learned from watching me months earlier at a swinger’s party. I remember catching his gaze that night, persistent and curious, though he never made a move. Now, under the dim lights of this bachelor party, the unspoken history hung heavily in the air.

There were four men in total tonight, each vying for my attention. While Santiago was the honored bachelor of the evening, I couldn’t help but wonder if I would be sleeping with all of them before the night ended. Briefly, I made a mental note to charge extra if that happened. In my work, I had been with larger groups before, but never in such an intimate setting. Usually, these parties were spread out at night or even on weekends, allowing for breaks and distractions. But this wasdifferent. The four men would focus solely on me, one after the other, without a moment’s rest.

As Henry leaned in for a kiss on my left, his hand slipping inside the top of my dress to cup my breasts, Josh began working his way up my thigh on the right. Every touch sent shivers down my spine as I braced myself for what would come. This would be a night unlike any other, and I couldn’t wait to surrender myself to their desires fully.

The overwhelming wave of arousal consumed me, and I couldn’t resist giving in to it. My body quivered with anticipation as Josh and Henry continued to explore every inch of my skin, their touches evoking moans and shivers. My legs willingly parted, granting Josh easy access to my already wet and throbbing core while Henry’s tongue danced with mine in a heated kiss. My breasts were not left untouched as Henry’s hand squeezed and kneaded them, adding to the growing pleasure. With a slight wiggle, I signaled to Josh that I wanted more, and he eagerly obliged by sliding his fingers inside me. The sensation was electric as he pumped them in and out, sending waves of ecstasy through my body.

The last flicker of doubt in my mind was swiftly snuffed out, leaving only a burning desire to give in completely. My body had a mind of its own, and when it yearned for something, my willpower was futile against it. I surrendered myself willingly, knowing that they could do whatever they pleased with me and I would not resist. Every nerve in my body hummed with anticipation, eager to be at their mercy.

After approximately ten minutes of passionate kisses and fumbling hands, Henry stood up to undress. My eyes quickly darted to Santiago and another figure, who I assumed was Jonathan, as Josh prepared to take Henry’s place at my mouth. To my surprise, both men had stripped down to their naked forms. Jonathan sat in an armchair, his hand stroking hisbeautifully large and hard cock while Santiago stood beside him, his toned muscles bulging and ready for action. The air was charged with anticipation as these two Adonis-like men stood before me, leaving me breathless and wanting more.

Santiago’s physique was impossible to ignore. Every inch of his body was chiseled and defined, with not a trace of fat to be found. His bare chest was like a mountain range of muscle, causing my core to clench involuntarily at the thought of his touch. Even his cock was a work of art, thick and veiny with a swollen glans peeking out from underneath his foreskin. Although not as long as Jonathan’s, it radiated power and strength that left me breathless. I couldn’t help but wonder what he would do to me with such a formidable weapon between his legs.

Josh’s mouth crashed against mine, his lips insistent as they sought out every inch of my own. With a hungry intensity, he forced his tongue between my teeth, dominating the kiss and leaving me breathless. I closed my eyes and surrendered to the rush of sensations as his fingers pushed into me, igniting sparks of pleasure throughout my body. Each movement was deliberate and skilled, heightening the pleasure and building an undeniable craving for more.

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