Vignette: Elation

In high school they were collectively known as the 'A-List'. They were that group of over-achievers who were going to rule their world. Scholarships and titles and several athletic achievements were the established norm for the group.

In the years following graduation they went their separate ways. Colleges and universities were their first stop. Then came career and then, for a few of them like Christy, came marriage and kids.

Christy loved her husband. She had met Tom at the university and romance followed. Marriage and two boys also followed. They were doing well professionally and financially and their two boys were surely on track to follow their parent's success.

Not everything was perfect, though. The stresses of keeping up appearances wore on Christy and Tom. The stress of being young professionals paying for a new home and providing for two kids was also wearing on them. The prospect of a third child seemed unlikely.

In short they needed some time away.

Their first chance to get away for a serious vacation turned out to be Christy's tenth anniversary high school reunion.

The venue for the reunion was to be a former resort in the Nevada desert that one of Christy's classmates had purchased when it the prior owners went bankrupt. It had been completely renovated and would open a few weeks after the reunion. It featured a huge pool fed by a local hot spring and the promise of relaxation came with it.

The boys stayed with Tom's parents while Tom and Christy flew off to Nevada.

The couple arrived early on a Thursday and met their host Ricki at the front gate.

In high school Ricki had been one of the girls on the fringe of the A-List. And she turned out to be the most successful of them all. She had been one of the artsy types in school and she was into making movies. Immediately after graduating from film school Ricki made a film on a relative shoestring budget of just eight hundred thousand dollars. The film was a surprise smash hit at Cannes and from there it made over a billion dollars, two billion when merchandise rights were included.

Ricki indulged some of her resulting fortune on the Nevada resort.

Christy and Tom were deeply impressed with their room. It was definitely five star levels of luxury. The rooms of the resort ringed the main pool and each room had its own sizable hot tub.

The resort also featured what Ricki called her 'Pillow Room'. The Pillow Room had been a fictional idea in her hit movie and now she had made it real.

And it was just what one would think it was. It was one huge room under a roof and the floor was rubbery and soft and deeply padded and the whole thing was full of rubbery pillows both small and mattress size. Weird but cushy.

After touring around the place for a couple hours Christy and Tom retired to their room for the evening. They watched a bit of TV news before calling it a night and didn't quite catch the whole story about the rave drug 'Elation' starting to show up around the country.

The next day Christy and Tom followed the recommended dress code and they got into bathing suits for the day. More attendees showed up and by dinner time there was close to eighty people present. Some single, some married, and some coupled. Many were spouses and partners of the A-List.

After dinner there were drinks served out at the pool and a party started that went well into the night. Thumping music and happy conversations followed. Lots of hugs and back slapping also celebrated old friends coming together again.

The next day after lunch Ricki called everyone into the Pillow Room for the afternoon festivities. Everyone was wearing bathing suits and nothing more just as they had been told to do.

There was a big bowl of punch which Ricki laughingly announced was 'spiked' and everyone was invited to fill a red cup with it. A toast to their past was made and the crowd happily chugged their drinks with a big 'whoop!' More punch was consumed as more toasts were made.

Then the video of their glory days in high school was played. Laughter erupted as certain people were seen and various events were remembered.

For some reason Ricki had included in the video a scene of the other kids when they had mercilessly ridiculed her for making a silly high school movie. The hurt on Ricki's face in that moment was evident. Christy felt a pang of regret for having been one of the girls to taunt Ricki over her silly movie.

Somewhere into halfway through the movie Christy started to feel a little odd. She wrote it off to the vodka that had been used in the punch.

When the movie ended the lights came up and Christy could see that everyone was acting odd and not just herself. Lots of eyes were glazed over. One of the men was idly stroking his own cock without a care in the world. One of the women was fingering herself.

Christy went to say something to Tom and saw him staring off into space. She also noticed that she couldn't say anything. It bothered her that she wasn't bothered about this.

"Hi guys!" said Ricki at the front of the room. Most eyes turned to her.

"Yeah so you're all feeling a little weird right now and I wanted you to know you're all okay. It's just a little Elation that I tossed in the punch for you."

She looked around with a smile.

"Okay, maybe not just a little!"

"Anyway I see some of you trying to say something and you can't. That's normal. Elation makes you nonverbal, it removes a lot of your inhibitions, and you might just feel a little itchy for sex right about now. That part's going to get worse before it gets better."

Ricki giggled, "It should also blank you out and some of you look like you're already there!"

Ricki smiled again as knowing looks were cast her way.

"Right. I'm going to step out now and let you folks play. In a few hours you'll all have a nice night's sleep and I'll come to see you in the morning. Enjoy humiliating yourselves like you humiliated me!"

The thumping music came on again but not terribly loud.

Christy watched as Ricki left the room and closed the door.

She wanted to say something to Tom and could not. It wouldn't have mattered because he was busy pawing at some blonde woman Christy had never seen before. She wanted to be upset about Tom's behavior but she wasn't.

The blonde woman didn't care when Tom got her bikini top loose and he started suckling her tits. Christy shocked herself thinking it was kind of hot.

She heard something hissing above her head and a mist came down on everyone for a minute or so. The scent was familiar to Christy.

'Baby oil'. she thought to herself.

The skin of the entire A-List and their companions was now glistening with the lavender scented oil. Christy stood up and looked across the room and saw people starting to kiss and hold each other.

Looking down at Tom she saw him pulling at the blonde woman's bikini bottoms.

She didn't care.

A hand grabbed her ankle. She looked down and saw one of the former football players looking at her with a dull expression. She tried to pull herself free but instead lost her balance when her foot slipped on the oil-covered rubbery floor. She fell face down onto a big slippery pillow.

The big blonde man whose name she did not recall clumsily crawled up on her.

Christy tried to fight back the dazed sensation she was feeling.

And then she felt the big blonde man rub her pussy through her bikini bottom. The powerful arousal hit her like a bus. She wanted to find Tom and fuck him but then let that idea go when she saw him busily fucking the blonde woman.

She felt a bare cock slide on her oil soaked ass. The heavy man almost smothered her into the pillow. She knew this was all wrong.

But it felt good.

Christy felt her top come loose and then big hands seized her ample tits.

He struggled to get her bikini bottom off and then it came free.

Christy felt relief for a moment as he lifted his bulk off of her body.

She was trying to think what she should do next when she felt something prodding at her pussy.

And that was when she checked out from being herself.

The things that made Christy herself were set aside as her powerful arousal took over and became a powerful lust.

Her hips rose in response to the prodding and she sighed as the blonde man rammed his cock into her body. It felt so fucking good! His arms were wrapped around her and she could feel their oil-slickened bodies sliding against each other.

Christy's entire universe collapsed and all she could think about was the cock sliding in and out of her pussy. It just felt so fucking good!

She had no idea how much time had gone by when her powerful lust culminated in the most powerful orgasm of her entire life! She saw stars as her body convulsed with joy! Colors washed across her sight and then exploded as yet another powerful outburst of sexual release blasted through her body.

Then she felt the blonde man pounding at her and then she swore she felt him cumming in her! She hadn't felt that since before her first baby!

'Tap-tap-tap-tap!' she felt deep inside of her as the blonde man unloaded himself into her pussy.

He clung to her for a while with his cock spurting cum in her pussy and then he suddenly pulled out.

Looking up from her pillow she saw him on his back trying to catch his breath. His eyes locked on hers and they exchanged a lustful glance.

For some reason Christy suddenly wanted to move away and she stood up. She could see the room was a writhing mass of bodies all in various stages of coitus and other sexual acts. She hesitated for a moment. Something told her she wanted this. Something else reminded her to move.

She made a few wobbly steps before a tall dark haired man came up to her.

He was naked and she didn't care. She was only vaguely aware of her own nudity.

Christy was barely aware of his face as he grabbed her and laid her on her back. There were bodies and pillows and bodies on pillows around her.

The dark haired man didn't have to part her legs because they were already parted.

She felt his body lay down on hers and then he slipped into her. It felt glorious.

Again she lost track of time as her mind and soul focused on the cock pumping in and out of her pussy.

In and out. In and out. In and out. In and out. In and out. In and out. In and out. In and out. In and out. In and out. In and out. In and out.

He bit her shoulder just enough to draw blood. She saw him lick it. She didn't care.

In and out. In and out. In and out. In and out. In and out. In and out. In and out. In and out. In and out. In and out. In and out. In and out.

A paroxysm of erotic energy unleashed itself on her and she was practically convulsing with physical pleasure. It was so intense she never noticed when the dark haired man emptied himself into her and then left her body.

What was left of her senses came back and again she tried to move.

A red haired woman grabbed her and kissed her. Christy kissed her back. And then she felt the woman's tits.

The woman pulled back from Christy and Christy wondered why. Some other man was now grabbing the red haired woman and Christy watched as he mounted the red haired woman and started lustily fucking her. The red haired woman wasn't complaining about it.

'The door' was something that vaguely crossed Christy's mind. She turned around to find it and when she did she tried to move towards it. It was important that she get there.

She made a few steps through the mass of bodies before she felt a hand on the back of her neck. Another hand felt for her ass. Yet another went for her tits.

She fell down onto a pile of oily pillows and found herself sandwiched between two competing men. The three were on their sides with Christy in the middle.

The man behind her won the competition when his cock slid into her body and he started humping her for all he was worth. The man in front of her futilely tried to fuck her and had to settle for molesting her tits and kissing her. She liked the attention.

In and out. In and out. In and out. In and out. In and out. In and out. In and out. In and out. In and out. In and out. In and out. In and out.

Christy was almost afraid when she felt the surge of erotic release rising in her. It rose and rose and rose until finally it shattered, her mind being shut off as wave after wave of pleasure smashed itself into her body.

She never even knew when the man behind her was done because he was immediately replaced by the man in front of her and her orgasm went on while the second man fucked her.

Christy was barely cognizant of being alone some time after the second man finished.

The sound of bodies smacking and slapping could be heard as the music was between tracks. The thumping music resumed and it reminded Christy of something. She was supposed to go somewhere. But why?

She looked at the door but this time it didn't register with her.

The itch in her pussy called out to her. She idly touched herself and felt sticky fluids between her thighs. It meant something. She could not recall what it meant.

A fat man she almost recognized approached her. His face was blank but he was clearly intent on getting to her.

Christy laid down on one of the mattress-sized pillows and spread her legs. The fat man had a good sized cock and she liked this.

Her hips were crushed into the huge pillow when he mounted her.

In and out. In and out. In and out. In and out. In and out. In and out. In and out. In and out. In and out. In and out. In and out. In and out. In and out. In and out. In and out. In and out. In and out. In and out. In and out. In and out. In and out. In and out. In and out. In and out.

Now she was relieved when the orgasm rose up and blasted her with pleasure. She had needed it so bad! It had been too long since she'd last felt this!

The fat man kissed her and she kissed him back.

In and out. In and out. In and out. In and out. In and out. In and out. In and out. In and out. In and out. In and out. In and out. In and out.

And then she felt him cumming. It felt good. His cock spurting and throbbing and pulsing inside of her.

She passed out for a while. Perhaps she slept.

The lights were dim when she woke up. The music wasn't thumping anymore.

Christy tried to move and couldn't. Something was holding her down. Something warm and soft and heavy.

'Uhhh..." she heard the man on top of her groan.

Christy trembled as the cock still inside of her body moved a little. She felt the fat man explore around her body with one of his big hands. He felt one of her tits and withdrew his cock from her just a little.

And then started fucking her.

In and out. In and out. In and out. In and out. In and out. In and out. In and out. In and out. In and out. In and out. In and out. In and out.

It didn't feel as good as before but it didn't feel bad either.

Christy held on to him while he fucked her and when he was done he rolled off of her. His weight and warmth being gone from her she actually felt a little chill.

Sleep now overcame her.

When Christy woke up in the morning there were a few people stirring. She saw Tom on the other side of the room with a brunette. The brunette was Penny-something. She realized she remembered this!

"For fuck's sake, stop!" said this one woman near to Christy. The big blonde football player was fucking her and she was no longer into it.

Christy went over and shoved him off of the woman. He didn't seem to care.

"Thanks!" said the woman.

"Sure." said Christy.

Christy looked across the room at Tom and he looked back at her and gave a feeble wave.

The lights came up and the door opened.

Ricki was up in the DJ booth. "Hey kids, good morning!"

Her voice was saccharine sweet and dripping with contempt.

"There's a nice breakfast and plenty of water waiting for you all by the pool. Grab a robe on your way out or don't. That's up to you."

"Fuck you, Ricki!" came a male voice from the back.

She laughed, "No, Dave, I'm pretty sure you fucked everyone else! I'll have to check the video."

There was a murmur in the room.

"That's right, your little orgy last night is all on video. There's over a hundred video cameras in here that recorded all of this and if any of you dumb shits goes to the cops or a lawyer then the video goes on the net and it goes to everyone you know."

Now there was silence.

"That's right bitches. If you complain then your perfect little A-List lives will be over. Everyone you know will see you at your absolute worst."

Ricki cast a glance at the blonde football player who was now fucking a less than cooperative red haired woman. Ricki shook her head and smiled.

"Okay, so I imagine some of you will want to check out today and you're welcome to. The rest of you who can take your medicine are welcome to stay through tomorrow. Again, that's all up to you."

And with that Ricki walked out.

Tom and Christy soon linked up and made their way back to their room to clean up and talk.

The talking wasn't bad. Although they'd been through something the Elation was also an inhibitor for PTSD so neither of them felt any shame or trauma from the experience. Nor did any of the other attendees.

Surprisingly, only a few people left that day. Most of them stayed the night and left on Sunday.

Ricki was more or less fine with everyone courtesy of the effects of the Elation.

A few people even asked her for a personal supply of the party drug.

When Christy and Tom finally got home they were happily received by their boys.

That particular night when the couple went to bed Tom looked at Christy and asked, "Can we?"

She replied by getting up and taking off her nightgown.

The lingering effects of Elation resulted in two very powerful orgasms.

It was several months later when Christy and Tom were at the hospital together.

A nurse handed Christy a baby wrapped up like a burrito. It was a little girl.

With a familiar shade of blonde hair.