The Curtain of Inhibition Drawn

Amber introduced Treasure Pills to the world, with Mel standing by her side, after partnering up couples to continue her experiment on its effects. Little do they know that she is adding a second product of her own creation to the mix, one that through careful engineering would strip them of all inhibitions towards all things sexual.

Donnie and Mel partnered with Jillian and Max, and the two couples swapped wives and then partnered up the other way, Donnie getting secluded with cucking expert Max while Jillian preyed on new, and carnally lesbian, Mel.

The rest of the groups play around with their sexuality and relationships in a variety of ways fueled by Amber's vapes. All while Amber connects business partners, lays the foundation for Treasure Pills future and her testing her new THC product.

Enjoy the moments of homoerotic change ups and many sexual dalliances that has been edited by my good friend JacobRiley49

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Donnie and Max

"OHH GOHDD!!!!! OHHH!!" Donnie's voice could be heard by the women next door, Max pushing the large head of his cock into Donnie's tiny lubed up hole; he took the head almost destroying him.

"MAX!!! AHHHH!!!"

The short but powerful man drove into Donnie, pushing with leverage gained by pulling on Donnie's hips.

"Take all of it," Max grunted, driving forward, the shaft inching deeper.

"AHHH!!!" Donnie screamed and wondered why he wanted this, never having had a desire before. His cock was still very hard from the Treasure Pills, poking down to the mattress.

"GOHHDDD!! DAMMNN!!!"

"Mmmm..." Max moaned, his desire to fuck a man was low before tonight, though sharing Jillian and Mel, then watching them together got his juices flowing for anything.

"FUhhhkkk"

The drizzle of milky fluid flowed from Donnie's cock, Max pulled back and rammed back in a little faster, then again twice as fast as that.

"OHHH! OHHH! AHHH! AHHHHHH!!!"

"Your ass, Ohhhh.... is sweeter than Jill's... Ohhh..." Max continued to fuck Donnie, the men pushing and pulling in rhythm together, hips and ass colliding.

"Ohhh... fuhkkk..."

"MAXXX!! OHHH!!!" The drizzle turned to a shot of cum, Donnie busting a semi-load. It was different, felt good, but different. "YESSSS!!!!"

"Come on Boi, push back!" Max said slamming into him again and again. The door opened.

"Shit! They are!" Jillian cried out. "Come here, Lover, your Man's getting it from behind!"

"Fuck Yeah!" Mel cried out. They'd been on a rocky path of discovery, mistresses and lovers. She had the taste for the same sex and now Donnie was getting ridden by the thickest cock Me had ever had.

"Baby... it's so sexy!" Mel giggled.

The two ladies jumped onto the bed, Mel opened her legs, the bounces of the boys next to her rattling Jill some, but she climbed up and went down on Mel for the first time.

"Fuck, why not!" she said before smelling Mel's excitement and diving into her cunt with no remorse.

"Mffttt! Ohhh.... OHhh... YESSS! OHH! YESSSS!"

Max pushed forward and unloaded into Donnie, his cock spasming and spurting into Donnie's cavern. "Fuhhhkkk...."

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Reggie, Sue, Kathy & Charlie

Kathy had left the ballroom first; her card was private and even her husband Charlie couldn't see what Amber had written. They took the pills there.

Kathy and Amber had spent an amazing evening together a month ago at the hands of a dominatrix friend of Amber. At the end, she admitted to loving the experience and wanted to train to be one, leading Amber and anyone of Amber's choosing through a dungeon experience.

Standing alone in the bedroom, Sue, Reggie and Charlie were enjoying getting to know each other, Kathy had stripped and put on the tailor-made dominatrix outfit that Amber had commissioned for the evening.

Kathy was radiant, her dark Indian skin glowing, curves showing in all the right places, restrained and covered perfectly for effect. Amber had confidence in her ability after Kathy sent her a "training" video where she had three men and two ladies obeying her every command.

"Call me Mistress Fantasy!" she exclaimed, her cunt getting wet as she spoke her persona coming to life. The leather covered her cheeks, but was open, her pink slit showing, long over the knee boots, a bustier with mesh panels, her breasts barely held back, black leather horns, and out of the chaps around her hips, a devil's tail.

The others had just been given a card that read - "Go to room 657 and submit."

She stood waiting, knowing the plan, knowing the agenda and order of things. There were no more cards for this group, just commands to obey, each one perfectly crafted by Amber to escalate and time each of them out. They went in order of experienced fantasy, desired fantasy and taboo fantasy.

The door opened.

"Susan... such a delight, come stand by me, Twat." Mistress Fantasy said; the long-legged former model, her dress slit down the front, breasts waggling against the cloth. She played it up standing by her Mistress, hands on her bare arms, resting her head on the Domme's shoulder.

"You two ragged dogs, please strip and lay at my feet," Mistress said, turning to Susan and inviting a kiss, her mouth open, eyes on the slender woman's face. They locked lips and gently pecked, tongues coming out to play.

The men fumbled out of their clothes; Reggie at her feet first, then Charlie. Mistress Fantasy had them wait there a time, while the two women made out, kissing and fondling, Susan's dress being stripped off her by Mistress, standing there in just panties, when her attention went back to the men.

"Sue, be a dear and attach that cage to your husbands tiny, pathetic cock before it expands too much." Pointing to the dresser which had a selection of things laid out.

Still in heels, she walked elegantly over and found the cage, taking it towards her husband. They had wanted some type of humiliation play forever, and Mistress was about to deliver it big time.

"Stand, you retched creature," Mistress commanded, Reggie shooting to his feet.

Susan lowered, his cock was rising and really wasn't that small, she stuffed it in the cage, quickly closing it and turned the lock with the tiny key. She walked it back to Mistress.

"Sit! SWINE!" Mistress bellowed. "You! Stand!"

Charlie stood up, his beautiful long and skinny cock straight out, it bent nicely to the left as he stood. Reggie had squatted and then sat back on his feet.

"My Dear Twat, why don't you have a taste," Mistress motioned to Charlie, Susan smiled and did a curtsey.

"Mmfggt!" she gurgled, the skinniness allowing some access to the back of her mouth, pulling back up and popping the head over her lips. "Delicious. Mistress would it please you to watch your husband deposit his cream into my stomach?"

"Certainly, just be sure to have some to share with me when finished." Mistress said. "Then you can feast on me!"

"It will be my pleasure... gmmftt!" Susan spit on the cock and pushed down upon it, cupping his balls, looking up, pulling back and getting it all on the third push.

"Arrghh!" Reggie moaned, his cock expanding against the restrictive metal.

"Awww, poor baby, Mommy's getting cock from another man," Mistress ridiculed Susan's husband. "She's everyone's fuck toy tonight."

"Gmmfttt! Gmmft!"

Charlie's eyes were rolling back, he stood letting Susan's long, gothic fingers slide underneath, brushing against his taint and hole.

"Ohh... mmm.... Sussssannn".

"Gmmfttt! Gmmft!"

Mistress watched the face of her husband; she had never delivered this type of present to him, allowing him to live out his fantasies with other couples or women alone. This was the maiden voyage of a swap together, and she was leading the pleasure for both of them.

Whilst loving with Amber, Sue had admitted to small affairs, while she suspected and got confessions most weekends from Charlie that he was fucking someone somewhere. They had a semi-open relationship since deciding they weren't the couple for kids, meaning they knew each were messing around, but just didn't want to know the details.

"Gmmfttt! Gmmft!" Susan continued to work the long cock, slipping it deeper and deeper into her throat, the soft ball sack pressing into her chin.

Mistress stood next to her slave boy, Reggie, and pushed him down by placing her heel lightly on his back, forcing him forward then applying light pressure.

"Ah!" he exclaimed; the heel was pointed, quickly marking his bare back.

"Gmmfttt! Gmmft!"

"Ohhh.. Susan, baby... Ohhh! YES!!! YESS!"

"Gmfullppft!! SSmmhhft!"

She sucked and swallowed his whole load, pushing into her throat, the never-ending hardness after the first ejaculation.

"Reggie, Are you ready to see you wife get FUCKED now!" Mistress screamed into his ear, leaning down, a knee in his back. "You are so weak and feeble, she's never going to want you again!"

"Sssmmft! Mmm... so tasty," Susan said, her breasts perky and nipples hard, long and pointed; Charlie wanted them in his hands. She rose and kissed him with himself in her mouth, his hands slid off her panties, the shaven skin bare, pink pussy lips layered nicely.

He leant over her, hands on the bed, cock wet with her mouth and his cock's secretions, pushed in forward and slipped it in the internationally acclaimed models tight cunt.

"CHARLIE! OHHH!" she cried out, Mistress laughing above Reggie, enjoying her female counterpart taking part in the humiliation.

"OH GOD! IT'S SOOOO LONG! OHHHH!"

"Worthless turd," Mistress said above him, letting her knee raise, them pressing down again.

"Watch slave, watch her face." Susan's eyes were closed, her hands pushing up and back into Charlie as he drew back and thrust forward again

"OHHH! BABY!" Susan wailed, her mouth open. She opened her eyes and looked at her husband, his cock folded and contorted in the cage, Mistress was sure it would be filled by him, but would not hurt him too much.

"AH! AH! OH! OH! FUCK! OHH!"

Charlie fucked her hard, the skinny long dick driving into the slender woman, her pearl necklace bouncing with each thrust.

"AH! OHH! OHH! AHHH!"

Susan had been devoted to Reggie for so many years. She fell for his decisiveness, his money and the promise of kids. When she found out she was barren, Reggie in turn had a vasectomy, he said to join her. In reality, it was something else.  

"OHH! OHH! OHHH!" She moaned, smiling while Mistress stood over him, taking the well-deserved long and delicious cock again and again.

"OHH! CHARLIE!! OHHH!"

On the ground, heel buried into his back, Reggie fumed. The prudish couple, as far as people knew, had an argument after Reggie was involved in the testing of the Treasure Pill with Amber. He had fooled his wife using semantics to justify the full experience with the young entrepreneur and now he was paying for the experience.

"AHH!" Reggie exclaimed, Mistress took her heel off his back only to give his balls and cock a nudge with the point of her foot.

"Turn over, Slime!" She cackled, getting Susan's attention.  Susan hadn't orgasmed in five years; about the time Reggie started having trouble getting hard.

"Susan, I'm going to smother your husband with my cunt in a moment," Mistress Fantasy said walking around his body, looking over at the pair, still standing and fucking.

"Ohh! Mmm... Please put ME out of my misery!" Susan said; her smallish breasts waggling in the air.

Mistress grabbed a vape, moved to Charlie, placing a hand on his shoulder.  

"Give our lady a break, both of you take three pulls on this while playing around on the bed, then let her be on top of you," Mistress kissed him on the cheek and got a bit of a pullback from Susan when Mistress did the same for her.

"Oh, Dear, you'll like me later," Mistress Fantasy said, her hand sliding down Susan's arm, to her hand, clasping it and leading her to the bed. "Enjoy him now..."

Susan looked puzzled, Amber had promised another man "cucking" her husband, Mistress was sweet, but she didn't go that way. As a model she was "the straight one" never letting the pressures of beautiful people around her push her to any lesbian act of affection.

"Here, Love." Charlie took a hit, gave her the vape, his hand felt reassuring cupping

her breast, his legs starting to rub hers. "You were divine there; I was ready to unload again."

"Take your time," Susan said, kissing him, taking a second hit from the vape, watching Mistress lower her pussy to her husband. "We have all night."

Charlie smiled, the vape almost immediately taking some effect, he looked at Susan with affection and desire, reaching out and playfully pinching her nipple.

"Oww! You Twit!" Susan giggled, then backhanded his dick, hard and swaying in the air. "These pills are amazing."

She then held it taking her second hit from the vape, feeling its presence in her head, both calming yet stirring some animal needs deep inside. She took her third pull and handed it to him, pulling on his cock, lining it up and straddling him, hovering above the long, hard meat.

"Make me scream," she said and, with the head pressing her opening, dropped down with all her weight. "AHHHH! OHHHHH!"

He smiled, took his third hit and laid it down.

"FUCKKKK!!!"

"Mmfmftt!" Reggie moaned into Mistress's cunt.

"OHHH!" Susan moaned bouncing on the long, slender cock, her body felt alive, different.

"OHH! YES! OHHH!"

A tiny quiver from her gut, something she hadn't felt in a long time rose up then faded, she bounced and rode the magnificent gift from Amber through Charlie, leaning forward, kissing him now.

"OHH! OHH! OHH! OHH!" she breathed into his ear, Charlie's hands on her breasts, down her back to her arse, pulling on it while she fucked him.

"Mgmfft!" Reggie surrendered under Mistress' thighs, squeezing his head while her pussy ground on his nose, mouth, chin and back, letting him breath just enough. She had done this with Charlie, nearly killing him, but ultimately drenching his face with her sweet fluid.

"FUCK CHARLIE! YESSSSS!" Susan wailed, her orgasm built up violently and cascaded through her muscles and skin. She fell backwards onto her hands, the amazing cock still deep in her cunt, juices flowing for the first time that fast in years.

"OHH! YOU'RE A GOD!!!!"

"Mgmfft!"

Mistress Fantasy was grinding on Reggie's face while his wife was getting busted by Charlie, orgasming for the first time in a couple of years, the man pushing upwards into her body while she rode him like a boss.

"OhhhH!" she moaned, his cock still hard and deep, his seed in her stomach and now she wanted it coating her inner pussy. "COME on BABY! Fill me!"

Mistress let up on Reggie. "Stand and watch your wife get bred." Mistress ordered her slave, his cock pulsing in the cage, wanting out, wanting satisfaction.

"OH GOD! CHARLIE!" Susan moaned, the pearls bouncing around her neck, her body bouncing up and down on the long cock, she orgasmed a 2nd time shortly after the first. "Fill me Baby! FILL ME!!!"

Charlie sat up, his abs strong and folded his body to Susan, then pushed her onto her back, thrusting inside with all his weight, her legs split and in the air.

"OHHH! GOD! YESSS!!!!" the orgasm still rippling across her. She tossed her head back and forth then arched her back as his cock pushed inside.

"FEEL IT!" He shouted and burst his second load, filling her second orifice with his creamy prize.

"YESSS! OH, FUCK YES!"

SMACK!

"AHHH!!!" Reggie cried out, Mistress's open hand met his ass cheek with full force.

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

"AHHHH!"

Mistress completed two more hard spanks on his backside, then grabbed his neck, handed him a vape and ordered him to take two long draws.

He obeyed, watching his wife still getting cock slowly, the two kissing now, hands on each other's faces, Reggie saw his place, the visions slowly appearing in his head.

"You're her servant now and forever, you pathetic Cuck!" Mistress said into his ear. "You love it, watching another man fulfil her like you can't."

The vapor was in his lungs, spiking into his blood stream. He watched as the long, hard cock slid out of his wife, mesmerized by the wetness it held, the string of cum that stretched from her pussy to the head while it hovered outside of her body.

Charlie pushed into Susan one more time.

"Ohh... you could live there," Susan cooed, her legs spread wide, her flexibility had them almost straight out from her hips.

Charlie pulled out and retreated to the side of the bed and then off.

"Go clean your wife's pussy, slave!" Mistress commanded.

Reggie froze for a moment.

He'd never consumed his own cum, much less the spunk from someone else. The cloud that his consciousness now resided within pushed him forward, and before he could think his mouth was covering her pussy, and his tongue extracting the man's seed into his mouth and swallowed.

"Good cuck, boi!" Mistress said. "Bring that hardness over to me, Dear."

Mistress set up at the end of the bed, beside Susan, who was moaning and enjoying the wet warm mouth on her aching pussy.

"Mmft!" Susan moaned in surprise when Mistress pressed her lips forward to hers before submitting fully. "Mmmmmm"

Two warm mouths paid tribute to her, giving her body; Susan with her husband Reggie were crossing into taboo waters without much thought.

"Ohhh..." Susan cooed, Reggie's mouth loving her.

"Ohhhhh!" Mistress exclaimed when Charlie pushed into her pussy.

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Heather and Cyrus

They had visited three rooms. In the first Cyrus simply fucked three women, two who were dating that had no desire for cock, the third an exploration share. Heather played with two while Cyrus took turns riding them, giving them his monstrous dick in a variety of ways.

Room #2 featured two couples doing a soft share, he just walked in, stripped, both he and Heather sat naked between the two queen beds. Slowly the women turned to Cyrus, pleasing him with their mouths, never having had a black man, then taking turns riding him in the chair. The men put Heather between themselves, fucking her on each end, their cocks nice, but average.

The third door opened and it was one Master dressed in all leather with three bound women; one on a chair, one on the bed and one standing. The Master immediately submitted Heather with cuffs, and forcibly entered her mouth while Cyrus plunged his cock into the other three women's asses.

Cyrus didn't cum in any of the three rooms, and he and Heather had 30 minutes before their next room.

"That last fucker came in buckets down my throat," Heather said, working her jaw and still tasting the discharge. "Luckily he didn't have much of a size."

Cyrus smiled, his cock was still hard in his sweats, they had changed into comfortable clothes since they had so many people to visit.

"I'm not close to busting a nut yet," He said, kissing Heather, assuring her he wasn't put out by her acts this evening. "You rode me too hard last week."

"Read the description of the next," Heather said.

Cyrus read - 'A true cuckhold needs a true Master. Go to Room 345 and show them what submitting to another man is like, then demand the other follow your lead.'

He had no bones about taking men. In college his roommate, upon seeing his large endowment, asked for it often.

"These are people who supposedly do not want these things to happen, correct?" Cyrus asked Heather, who slept with Amber quite often.

"Yes... the vape was supposed to have THC designed to strip down inhibitions more than normal." she responded to her hulking lover.

"Let's go then."

"Holy fuck!" Charlie yelped seeing Cyrus walk into the room. He was still holding Susan, the offering to his cucking of Reggie at the direction of Kathy, their Domme.

Reggie was bound with his hands over his head on the bed, ball gag in his mouth, Kathy had been striking his cock that she had allowed out of the cage.

"Oh, my Dear Boi! Your present from Mistress has arrived," Kathy smiled broad, watching Cyrus slide off his sweats, they twanged his cock making it bounce in the air.

Heather slipped off her dress and moved to Susan, the tall model's mouth agape, staring at Cyrus's cock.

"Is he ready?" Heather asked, slipping her hand into Susan's, who looked at the young woman, eyes darting everywhere on her body, then up at Cyrus who walked towards the bed.

"He'd better be..." she said and kissed Heather deeply.

Their online survey indicated Reggie was 80% into cucking, watching his wife get plowed by another man, just 20% into having himself be humiliated and taken, being an 'ultimate' cuckhold.

Amber's THC was designed to erase boundaries and inhibitions; Susan only had a 30% desire to see her husband taken, yet here they were. Susan had already been fucked by Reggie and now she was about to watch her man become another's bitch.

"GMFFT!" Reggie forced air into the gag reacting to seeing Cyrus's cock bouncing while he crawled onto the bed. "GMMFTTT!!!"

"That a 'Yes' Boi??" Kathy asked, feigning consent, looking over at Susan who nodded. "Very well."

Kathy pushed a pillow under her new sub's ass, lifting his hips while at the same time Cyrus took his legs and spread them.

Reggie's eyes were closed, feeling the strong hands of the former professional athlete ready him and press the head of his cock to the man's hole.

"Gmmfft!!!" Reggie gasped into the gag feeling the strength at his entrance.

"Wait.." Kathy said moving abruptly onto the bed, reaching out to hold the large meat, "Let's not ruin him forever."

Susan looked up annoyed, Heather was suckling on her breast, Susan's hands in her hair.

Charlie was sitting in the corner stroking his long cock, trying to get the women's attention, Heather saw him and smiled.

"I think, Love, you'd better sit on that while your husband gets his..." Heather grinned at Susan, who looked over at the hardness she'd taken once, having an orgasm for the first time in ages. "I'll help you while you ride it."

Susan smiled and cupped Heather's chin.

Kathy was over Cyrus's cock, spitting and rubbing the mighty sword, Cyrus taking over for her when she went to Reggie's hole, getting it ready with her mouth. A few minutes of preparation continued, Reggie sighing and moaning.

"There." Kathy said sliding off the bed. "Take him now."

The big man slathered one more deposit of spit on his cock and lined it up to Reggie's hole. Heather guided Susan to Charlie, she couldn't take her eyes off of the large spear Reggie was about to take.

"NO!" she yelled. "He doesn't want it..."

"I do!"

"AHHHH!!!!" Susan screamed, taking Cyrus and watching her husband Reggie get it in the ass.

"MfffttKKKK!!" Cuck Reggie screamed into the ball gag still bound to the bed.

"MMmm... Ohhh... Ahhhh!!!" Heather moaned, Kathy's strap on sliding into her ass, lubed up, the women looking over at Cyrus fucking Susan and Charlie completely cucking Reggie on top of him sliding in and out of the man's ass.

"AHHH! OHH! FUHHKK!!  AHHH!!!" Susan's face was wide with terror, the size of Cyrus's cock expanding her, changing her physically and mentally, the sound of her husband getting his first cock, and her getting it from a man even bigger than Charlie, the wetness she worried wasn't just her fluids.

"Mmmgfft! Mmmgfft! Mmmgfft! Mmmgfft! Mmmgfft!"

Reggie moaned, his eyes closed. Charlie liked the feel inside himself and the cock between them rock hard with the Treasure Pills.

"OHhh! MISTRESS!! YESSS!!!" Heather orgasmed, looking back at her new Indian friend, dark skin with the dark leather. "YESSSSS!!!!"

"Fuhk.. fuhkk... fuhkk... FUHK!!!!" Susan settled in with Cyrus pumping away, the sounds were magnificent, the aroma of hard sex, thick.

Charlie reached down and began stroking and pulling Reggie's cock, it's 5 inches cute and fun, alternating his hand movements with his thrusts inside.

"Mmmft! Mmmft! Mmmft! Mmmft!" Reggie voiced into the ball gag, his eyes straining, getting wide with each push forward, settling with the insertion.

"JESUS, YESSS! CYRUS! OH, FUCK YESSSSS!!!"

Susan came again, the dam burst sending a gush of fluid over the big man's cock, making her easier to side within, he picked up his pace.

"YESSSSS!! OHHH!!! GOD! YESSSS!!!!"

She hadn't cum in over a year and tonight had done so twice, the second undoing years of pent -up release mentally and physically, her arms over his neck pulling up, her legs wrapping around his hips.

Cyrus pushed inside, the smell, wetness and eagerness in Susan bringing him to the brink.

"Fuck, Woman! OHHH! FHKKK!!!" Cyrus rocked forward and shot his load deep into the skinny woman's body.

"OH YES! CYRUS!!!" Susan kicked her legs out, hitting Charlie on one side and Heather on the other, getting it from Kathy.

"MISTRESSS!!! YESSSS!!!" Heather's orgasm cascaded over her.

"Fhk!!!" Charlie moaned pushing inside and releasing inside of Reggie just after the cum from his cuck shot over his hand, between them; warm on his stomach.

"OHHH! Christ!!!!"

Kathy pulled out of Heather, walked over to her husband tapping him on the shoulder.

"My turn" she said with her dildo swinging in the air above Reggie.

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Amber, Pamala and Branch 6 a. m.

(Amber 1st Person)

I kissed Pamala on the forehead after I'd showered. She was smiling at me with a satisfied grin, getting up to go there herself.

"You were lovely last night," I said stroking her hair, one breast was outside the covers, so inviting but I had things to send out. A final test so to speak.

I leant in and kissed her, she as eager as I was, tongues dancing slightly, before I pulled back and smiled again.

"You have forever changed me, Amber," she said, our hands sliding on each other's arms until our hands clasped together.

"Fuck him when he awakens or awaken him when you're ready with your mouth."

"Yes, Lover." she said to me, I released her and moved to the door.

I closed it and leant back against the cool metal. I pulled out the vape, I'd not taken a hit, wanting to be more "present" with Pamala and Branch. He fucked us both three times, only cumming twice in total; I noted it in my app.

Having thought of a final test, extending the effects of both the pills and the vape out past theoretical system presence, wondering what "psychological" effects it would have the next morning. I had a scheduled text/email lined up with the survey ready for each to fill out. I quickly went upstairs to my room to edit what was being sent in an hour.

I stripped naked, found a t-shirt and shorts, slid them on quickly and opened the email/text messenger I had set up with them at check-in.

It read: "Dear Participants:

You all did amazingly well last night. Here's a link to the survey for data I need to finalize and keep tracking your pill's performance. Please think carefully about your answers.

The vape pen contained an experimental THC substance that I hope you enjoyed. Please match your survey number (on your registration sheet) with your responses and match up your number with the responses.

Adding: Select from one of the two things you had low percentages on your kink survey that you performed last night and turn to your partner, or group and please perform one of those before coming down to breakfast at 10 a. m. Also, fill out the second survey on your morning activity.

I provided a second link for the second request on the message.

I had a moment to breathe. I didn't hit on the vape pen because there were few that I would try. I looked at it and wondered what effect it might have on a bi/pan/hetero/homosexual, like me.

I liked the slight cherry flavour taking a long drag holding it in and exhaling, repeating it two more times and putting the vape away.

I was planning on changing clothes, I mean I was wearing a t-shirt, no bra and shorts with no panties. I got up off the bed, went the mirror, seeing my nipples indenting my shirt, I turned to the door (not to the bathroom) and walked out into the hall.

I felt calm -- good - and went to the elevator. I had fucked hair, no underwear, my natural make-up from the night before was still intact since there wasn't much. I made it to the lobby, looked around and headed out of the front door.

It was sunny and warm for the season, still the cooler air hardened my nipples and got a few leering glances from those walking by. I was cold and turned to go back inside.

"Can I offer you my coat?" A tall, slender black man asked pulling his off his sleeve.

"Um... sure." I said, noticing he was walking a miniature schnauzer. I looked back at him and gave him an out if he wanted it. "Um, are you walking your girlfriend's dog?"

He handed me the coat and I put it over my arms and body.

"Yeah..."

"Oh..."

"Good thing she moved out without it," His eyes were on me, his body smelled amazing from cologne and a fresh shower. "What about a cup of coffee?"

"Sure... Starbucks?"

"No. My apartment," his head nodded upwards to the gothic looking building just by the Hilton.

I ultimately gave the THC some credit, getting me in the street with minimal clothes and preparation, not being self-conscious about my looks and going upstairs with a total stranger (the least surprising).

He offered my arm and we walked to his building, not talking, just taking turns looking at each other. He was tall, about 6'5", long fingers, deep eyes and full hairline. I guessed him being in his late 30s or early 40s, successful judging from his clothes and where his apartment was.

We made it to the elevator, then the doors closed. His mouth was on mine and his hands under his coat; fingers pressed into my breasts.

The door opened, we kissed until it closed and he hit the open button with his right hand and pulled me (and his dog) into the hall towards his apartment. It was exhilarating, stumbling a little, but I was keeping up.

He got to the door, it wasn't locked and we poured into the room.

"Forget the fucking coffee," I said, sliding his coat off. The dog got a treat and scampered off while the man reached for my shirt and had it off in a second.

"Love those breasts," he said, moving his mouth to my nipple.

"Ohhh... mmm..." and in one motion he picked me up and pulled me to his bedroom that was off the kitchen, kissing me.

"Ohhh..." I said as he laid me down, pulled off my shorts and then stood at the end of the bed slowly taking off his tie, shirt, pants, boxers stepping out of his shoes.

"My, you're a looker," I said opening my legs, his cock nice, decent size, but he was a gorgeous man head to toe.

"Mmm..." he mouthed and climbed up onto the bed, is cock hanging down hard. "I'm Walter by the way."

"Nice to meet you, Walter," I said. "Amber...."

"I like that," he said leaning in, kissing me as his cock parted my pussy, sliding inside me.

"Ohhhh...." I moaned, the slow gentle glide, smooth as his skin and personality.

"Siri, play 'lover mix'," Walter voiced and the sexiest saxophone began to play from speakers in the ceiling.

"Mmmm..." I moaned, feeling every inch of him inside me; he was hard in a natural way, I'd been hit by too many of my inflated dicks lately.

"Ohhhh... Walter...."

He kissed me differently. Full lips that lingered with each seal, a tongue that explored gently, turning mine over, sliding past and with it gently.

I pulled my legs up and pressed them around his hips, he drove in and pulled back just a few inches, not quickening, soft and meaningful strokes in... out... in... out.

"Ohhh.... so Nieecceee.... Ohhh..." I moaned, my eyes open while kissing him, his black hair pulled tight to his skull.

We were going to be here a while.

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Donnie, Mel, Jillian and Max

Third Person POV

Jillian slid over and pressed again Mel, whispering into her ear and giggling. She had read Ambers text and opened the letter on the table.

"And you, Donnie dearest, need to go read the letter," Jillian said, not disturbing Max who was naked on the edge of the bed.

Donnie was aware of what he got into last night with everyone, Max especially busting his 'ass cherry'. The tall fit, younger investment banker whispered into his ear the second time he rode the older Donnie.

Jillian had turned Mel over and was eagerly positioning her before covering Mel's tiny hole with her mouth.

"Ooo... Jillian," Mel said, letting the Barbie-like blonde devour her hole, and lick her taint.

A stop at the bathroom, looking in the mirror, Donnie concluded he didn't feel any different having been with a man, his 'fuck toy', something else Max said in the throughs of his second orgasm inside Donnie.

Picking up the paper, he saw how truly beautiful not only Jillian was, but his wife taking oral pleasure first thing in the morning.

Donnie read: "Dear Participants:

You all did amazingly last night. Here's a link to the survey for data I need to finalize and keep tracking your pill's performance. Please think carefully about your answers.

The vape pen contained an experimental THC substance I hope you enjoyed. Please match your survey number (on your registration sheet) with your responses and match up your number with the responses.

Adding: Select from one of the two things you had low percentages on your kink survey that you performed last night and turn to your partner, or group and please perform one of those before coming down to breakfast at 10 a. m. Also, fill out the second survey on your morning activity.

"OH GOD, JILLIAN!!!!" Mel moaned.

Donnie's eyes lifted from the paper, and saw Max's cock laying on the mattress, the man burned hot and four people in the king bed was a lot.

He set it down, and surprised by his lack of hesitation, he moved forward. His mind saying "you're in this deep, might was well taste that..."

Donnie knelt at the side of the bed, moved his head forward and with his lips circled the flaccid member laying on the sheet, slurping it up. He was concerned; Max was very aggressive last night, getting Donnie prepared but then ripping through whatever was in his way, parting the virgin muscle, a pop or two was 'heard" by Donnie vibrating through his soft tissues.

Max opened his eyes; Donnie was looking at him sucking and pulling the flesh into his mouth. Max's smile was sleepy but grew, his hand went to Donnie's hair fingering the surprisingly present hair on his entire scalp. Max's dark hair was pulling back at the top of his head, considering some plugs or something.

"Mmmm..." Max cooed and Donnie felt the flesh begin to inflate in his mouth.

"JESUS, OHH!!! YESSSS! JILLIANNN!!! YESSS!!!!" Mel moaned orgasming into Jillian's mouth. She had turned Mel over, propped up her ass, and was working both holes with her mouth and fingers.

"Come on up, Lover," Max said gently, rotating to his back, Donnie moving with him not giving up the growing cock in his mouth.

"Mfgft!" Donnie positioned himself between Max's long, hairy legs, his hand around his thighs pulling his face closer.

"Ohhh...." Max moaned, his cock pulling out of Donnie's mouth, it was thick and the head was large.

Donnie marvelled at the strength and softness all at once of having a cock in his mouth. It' pushed forward, finding resistance, and in an effort to want to please, he began letting his mouth over salivate, then like the women recently who took him deep, he pulled from the cock.

"That's it, spit on it, Donnie." Max said while he watched Donnie produce a pool of clingy spit, dropping in on it, rubbing it into the flesh.

"It's amazing..." Donnie said, leaning back down letting it push inside.

He felt some give, the head slipping past where it was held up, but then it got stuck again. His observational powers watching when he was getting swallowed and now feeling it, he pulled back up, gathering phlegm with his spit and reapplied.

"Ohhh... that's it.... Ohhh.. you're a naturahhhhllll" Max moaned on the fourth application. It slid past all of the resistance of his virgin mouth, was now pressing his lips on Max's balls.

"Mfgft! MFGFT!"

"Ohhh... Mel! OHHH!" Jillian moaned, the two women had switched positions, Mel rimming the tall blonde, lapping from down to up, cunt to tiny hole, fingers exploring.

"Mfgft! MFGFT! MFGFT! MFGFT!" Donnie was moving a couple of inches back and slamming down on the massive cock, his mind racing, loving the pungent smell of last night's sex between Max's legs.

"JESUS! OHHH!!! FUCK!!!" Max was surprised he could be so restrained, not just fucking Donnie's face, letting the man drive it, turned on by his approach, Max figured maybe he'd ruined Donnie in a one-night experience.

"GOHHDD!!! Don't STOP!!! OHHH!!"

"OHH! YESS!!! YESSSS!!!" Jillian screamed, Mel finger banging her with expert accuracy on her 'spots', having spent a lot of the night pleasing the beautiful blonde, Jillian's body quaking against the pressure.

Max's eye opened wide and tried to hold it back. He couldn't and blew his load down Donnie's throat.

"MFGFT!" Donnie's eyes closed and he took it, the throbbing member pumping a few spurts, whatever Max's body could produce in a few hours, into Donnie's stomach.

"OHhh... gmfft... mmft! oh!!!"

Donnie swallowed the load and began licking the head while the remnants drizzled out as the cock fell flaccid again.

"Fuck her, Donnie," Mel said, sensing her husband hadn't gotten off, the amazing blonde turning over her shoulder and nodding vigorously. "Get off fast; she's still shaking from an orgasm. I know you're close."

Donnie bounced over, the smell of cum on his breath kissing Mel quickly, she smiled broadly at witnessing her husband's transformation.

"Ohhh..." Jillian moaned, Donnie's cock replacing the sensations of Mel's finger, thicker, pushing over her 'spots'. "Mmmm..."

Donnie began pulling at Jill's waist and was quickly pumping away. Mel slid over and Max held her, kissing her and petting her hair.

"Ohhh... Jeezuss! Damn... I'm close," Donnie said, then pulsed inside her. "YESSSSS!!!!!"

The four fell together and slept.

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Kathy, Reggie, Susan and Charlie

Susan read the letter first, bringing it to the bed where the four had slept together. Reggie was in the shower, and Charlie read it looking in towards him, then taking Susan's hand and bringing her with him.

Kathy smiled, her dominance all night was enough and she laid on the bed, pressing her fingers into her pussy watching the three of them go under the water together.

Both Reggie and Susan knelt and kissed, trading off sucking on Charlie's cock, one going on the head and upper shaft, the other on his balls and lower, water running down between them.

Kathy pushed deep seeing the two holding hands as they pleased him. She didn't often masturbate, especially in view of others, but watching these three please each other, she felt a part of it sliding her fingers over her clit, the other hand rubbing her own nipples.

(Laughing from Susan and Reggie)

Charlie surprised them when his cock exploded hitting both Susan and Reggie, the two standing up out of the water, licking and tasting the cum on each other before Reggie pushed Susan to the opposite side of the walk-in shower, turned her and entered her from behind.

"OHhh..." Kathy heard Susan moan, Charlie rinsing and exiting, drying off watching his wife masturbate, her eyes soft watching his naked body get towelled off before entering the room.

"OHHH REGGIE! OHHH! YESSSS!!! YESSS!!!" Susan's first big orgasm from her husband in months, spurred something inside of Charlie, his cock semi-hard when Kathy stood and held it in her hands, kissing him.

"You are a prize, my Dear," she said, then kissed him. "Now, fuck me!"

Charlie was full on hard, but laid his wife down on the mattress, standing on the floor, then inserted what he could into her primed and ready pussy.

"Mmmmm." Kathy closed her eyes and let him make love to her, something she rarely allowed.

"YESSS! FUCKKK!! REGGIE!!!" Susan came again, his stamina and girth fuelled by their lovemaking to Charlie, getting him to cum.

It was a bit, the two couples slapping bodies, entering and sliding out of their spouses, eagerly in a soft, loving way. Charlie came again before Reggie, laying down beside Kathy, then Reggie in the shower.

Susan dried her husband off gently and they made their way into the room, laying down both couples holding each other and drifting off to sleep.

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Heather, Cyrus, Branch and Pamala

Branch and Pamala were reading the letter from Amber about 30 minutes after Amber showered and left them. Amber had also given them a key and told them to just walk in and be sure everyone was satisfied when they were done.

Cyrus snuck another hit from the vape pen; it's effects were delightful for him as he was a bit tired, putting it back into the front of his shorts.

Heather opened the door, somewhat hesitant walking into a room unannounced in the morning, in such a gun-filled city. Her fears were immediately stifled seeing Pamala on her knees, obeying Amber by swallowing Branch's cock, it's size was enormous pushing deep into her throat.

"Oooo... fun!" Heather said bounding into the room, Branch looked at the young woman, hair messed up, camisole with no bra, tight spandex borrowed shorts. He held Pamala's head while she went up and down on the enormity of Branch's cock.

Pamala was so focused on the task, she was startled for a moment, rising up but Branch forced her back down when Heather kissed her neck and ran her hands over Pamala's enormous breasts.

"GMmmft!" she grunted, eyes straining to see who was fondling her body.

Cyrus slid his shorts and t-shirt off, cock semi-hard rising seeing that bulge in the woman's throat. He positioned behind Pamala and placed his cock on her crease, letting her sense he was there.

Pamala spread her legs a little more, sensing an entry, Heather immediately went behind him, sucking on Cyrus's balls for a moment then attacking the woman's fine tiny hole and cunt.

"Gmmfft!!!"

Cyrus nuzzled his cock against Heather's cheek; the young woman took it in her hand and guided it into Pamala's cunt.

"GMMFTT!!!" she groaned, still going up and down on her Sugar Daddy's appendage.

It was an easy slide for Cyrus, easier than most because Pamala had Branch's over and over. Cyrus grew harder, pushing in and getting eye contact with Branch.

"Gmmft! Gmmft! Gmmftt!"

Pamala took a back and forth from Cyrus easily, Heather now wrapped along Pamala's body, playing with her breasts, stroking her clit while the big black cock slid in and out.

Heather then went beside Pamala, kissing her cheek, still fondling Pamala's breasts, getting inside Branch's left leg and pushing his balls as he scooted to the edge of the mattress so they hung down.

"OHhh... young lady...." Branch moaned.

"I'm no lady," Heather said looking up. "I'm Heather."

She went back to taking the sack and testicles in and out of her mouth.

"OHhh... Heather.... sooo..... ohhh... good to meehhtt youhhh..."

"Gmmft! Gmmft! GMMFT!!" Pamala kept working the cock in her throat, Cyrus working her cunt from behind.

They had been joined for almost 20 minutes, Pamala seeing the young woman below, her newly acquired affinity for women heightened by working this cock so long.

She pulled off, fighting through Branch's hand. She swiftly rocked forward, pulling off Cyrus's cock and smiled at Heather, reaching for the young woman's hand.

"I need a shower," Pamala said pulling Heather up and towards the bathroom.

The two men watched the women disappear into the bathroom, then turned back to

each other.

It would be fair to say neither had occupied a room where there was question as to who's cock was bigger. Branch looked Cyrus up and down and in a quick second Cyrus moved to the bed.

Branch slid to the middle, away from the approaching man, Cyrus's eyes on Branches cock, hard and glistening with Pamala's spit. He set one knee up on the bed, the second swinging his legs up and over Branch.

Both men were staring at each other's enormous dicks, Cyrus's hovering above Branch, who held the shaft.

"Oohh..." Cyrus moaned, not a position he'd entered into with a man before, he let the soft tip of Branches brush his cheek, reaching up to feel it and stroke it slowly.

"Mmmm..." Branch moaned.

In the shower, Heather was behind Pamala cupping both breasts, the taller woman's ass felt good pushing back into Heather. Pamala spun around and kissed Heather, literally the first time she was the aggressor with another woman, finding Heather's smallish breasts, pinching the nipples drawing a giggly squeal.

The water coated them, mouths tenderly joined, exploring with tongues, Pamala seeking Heather's pussy with her hand.

"Ohhh...." Heather moaned, Pamala's finger slipping inside.

On the bed, Cyrus began to put his lips around Branch's expansive tip, not a full mushroom head, but wide and the edges were expansive.

Branch had more experience with men.

"Ohhh..." Cyrus moaned, Branch working his spit into the large black cock, Branch motivated to take as much as he could. "FUhhhkkk.... man.... ohhh..."

"OHHH!!!" Heather reacted to three fingers inserted suddenly, Pamala's aggression moving forward. Heather reached behind Pamala and shut off the water, covering the big breasted woman's hand, keeping it inside, sliding the shower door open, walking her out of the bathroom still deep in Heather's pussy.

"Fuck me," Heather said looking up at her while wet and dripping, laying down to the floor, Pamala keeping her fingers inside. "Ohhh..."

"Gmmft!" Branch's throat gurgled trying to take Cyrus. The big black man mostly stroking the white cock before him, not as eager to swallow Branch's meat.

"Jesus," Pamala said, seeing the two mammoth cocks getting eaten by the men. Heather was more shocked having never see Cyrus in a 69 with another man.

Pamala crawled forward with one hand, the other moving in and out of Heather.

"Baby, what's your name?" Heather asked.

"Pamala..." she breathed, Heather feeling the three fingers inside, now comfortable; the dainty hands of Pamala had long narrow fingers. "Slip the pinkie, IN! OH! YESSS!! THAT'S IT!"

Curling her hand, Pamala got the fourth inside, and Heather never thought she'd utter the words that came out next.

"OHHhhh! Turn it slowly and push!" she moaned, having seen this done, never to herself. "OHH, I THINK! YES!!! OH FUCK!!!"

Pamala's bottom knuckle slipped inside the top and rolled upwards, inside, tucking the thumb in as well.

"PUSH!! OHHH! YESSS!" Heather screamed as Pamala began fisting Heather, a first for both women. "GOHHD!!! FUHHKKK!!!"

"Gmmft! Gmmft! Gmmft! Gmmft!" Cyrus began dropping his weight into Branch's face, fucking his throat, the cock only getting 3/4's inside each thrust, Branch pulling on the big black man's naked ass. "Gmmft! Gmmft! Gmmft! Gmmft! "

Cyrus was sucking the side of Branch's cock, down to the base, and to his balls. Wetting and stroking, he was hesitant to try to push too far in his mouth, jacking it now. Cyrus concluded it was longer than his own cock, but not as thick.

"JESUSUS!! FUHK PAMALA! YESSS! YESSS!!!" Heather screamed orgasming, the fluid squirting out around Pamala's hand.

She pulled it out of Heather and dived in for a taste, having been force fed Amber's cunt, she willing went to feast on young Heather's pretty pussy. The wetness poured over Pamala' lips, her tongue trenching out flavours and a bounty of climax.

"Ohh... fuhk... ohhh... Pamala."

Branch pulled on the big black man's ass, forcing him deeper and deeper until his lips met Cyrus's balls.

"GMMFTT!!!"

"Oh fuck.. that's hot man... OHhhh!!!" Cyrus released down Branch's throat, pumping cum into him, whatever was left, balls constricting and emptying.

"GURFTTLEFFT!!!" Branch held him in, then released Cyrus, looking over at Pamala's ass in the air, sliding out from under Cyrus he bounded over to the white fleshy meat.

"ohh... mmmmm" Heather was moaning softly while Pamala munched down on her pussy, post orgasm.

"SHIT! BRANCH!!!" Pamala rose up from Heather and cried out.

Heather scurried over to Cyrus, taking his spent cock into her mouth, suckling on the remnants of the spunk Branch had swallowed.

"OHH!! OHH!! AHHH!! OHHAA!" Pamala screamed, her excitement peaked from fucking and sucking Heather, seeing her man please Cyrus; now aggressively fucking her.

"OH BABY! YESSS! YESSSS!!!"

She came smelling everything that filled the room from the previous night's and this mornings sex, the moans of everyone, he pushed forward and released inside Pamala.

"OHHH! PAM! BABY!"

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10 a. m. breakfast

"Everyone's here but Branch and Pamala," Amber said standing at the circular table passing out iPads, knowing no one got up and did the survey on their phone or other device. Also, Cyrus and Heather texted they'd do it in their room but were going to sleep right afterwards having not slept at all.

"Log in and it should pop up to the survey without logging into to anything," Amber continued. "I'll give you five minutes and step over and make sure breakfast is on its way."

She smiled and turned, her hair was freshly washed, she had shaved and done a little make-up. Quickly heading to the bar area where a slender, black man was waiting, his smile wide as she quickened her pace and moved into his arms.

"Did you miss me?" Walter said devilishly.

"Yes, Love... I did."

The two had spent an hour joined, neither wanting to get off, to separate, to just let flesh melt into flesh, until he changed angles, sped his thrusts up and the moment transported them both into an ethereal plane of sexual climax.

"Lunch then?" he asked. She had hinted she'd be done around noon.

"Yes... yes..." Amber said, eagerly and feeling submissive to a man for the first time in her life.

"I'll pick you up in the lobby, I've got a special place in mind." Walter leaned in and kissed her gently, cupping a breast.

"Yes... yes..." she pouted pulling away. "I have to go back to work now."

He laughed and pointed at her, dismissing her with a fun wave of his hand.

"Who's that?" Mel said feeling Amber up. "You look sexy this morning, Lover."

"That's Walter... I dunno, a chance meeting... I'm smitten!"

"I'd say so. I can smell you," Mel said with a wicked smile. "I've not seen that distant look in your eyes before."

Amber checked in on everyone, making sure they were getting through the online survey, announcing to all, "Be very descriptive in your answers."

She'd called Heather and made sure she and Cyrus completed the surveys, wanting every bit of information, she logged in and was very pleased with the early results. Amber wanted to tell someone, however her partners on this side of the survey were not there, and everyone here thought they were contributing to the final Treasure Pills data.

"This is 'off the charts' good stuff," Donnie said thinking he was in the clear with the aggression he'd showed back at home.

Amber almost forgot!

She pulled Donnie over with Max, the two smiling and very friendly, their morning and evening a mashing of flesh and roles.

"Max, this is the business manager for that investment proposal I sold you on last week," Amber said rubbing his strong arm, knowing he liked to be lead, before turning and talking to Donnie. "He's your investor."

"Very well!" Donnie said, moving Amber out of the way and sinking into Max's dominant stare. "We'll have to do 'face to face' monthly prospectus meetings."

"Literally, face to face," Max smiled, slapped Donnie on the ass and moved away.

Amber met with everyone, then received back the iPads and there were kisses, hugs and plans being made all around.

"Hey, before you leave," Susan, who hadn't orgasmed to an actual cock for several years and had four in the last 24 hours, said.

She was in a plush day dress, her cleavage neck to waist, hair up, but perfect makeup. "I propose we meet twice a year, this group, and I'll organize it, find a mutual date, get your travel options because I can get cut rates."

"Sound's fantastic," Kathy said. "I'll help setting activities for the group and get input from everyone."

There was an actual cheer to this news.

Amber sat back and smiled, looking at the vape in her purse, then looking at Donnie. She knew she had a monster of an earner, and if it tested like this for the next month, she'd need somewhere to launder the money.

"Donnie! Come over for a moment," she said seeing him leaving.

"Yeah, Amber?" He said looking back, watching Jill and Max leave, Mel was already gone. "Do you need something."

"I apologize that I wasn't professional and didn't sit you and Max down formally about the investment," Amber said, pulling him into the love seat with her, kissing his cheek. "I will send you the paperwork and full information that I had my secretaries write up."

"Okay, that's cool," Donnie said watching Max leave. "That it?"

"Look at you! You're watching your first walk away," Amber said leaking out some of the details Donnie had written in his survey. "Such a long face you have."

"Shut up!" Donnie said forcefully with a smile.

"He's got a one-of-a-kind dick, don't expect them all to be like that," Amber said in a coy tone.

"I'm not planning on exploring, much."

"Mmm Hmm..." Amber said knowing the cat was out of the bag. "I misspoke that I wasn't going to invest."

"Seriously?" Donnie said with excitement. "Is your proposal the same?"

"It will be," Amber said pulling he chequebook out of her purse. "It won't kick in monthly for a while, so let me do this now and I'll send a contract that outlines the rest."

She wrote a check out quickly and handed it to Donnie.

"$100,000??" Donnie said. "Amber... that's... thank you!"

He hugged her and looked hard into her face.

"Get it going now, all of it, and I promise we'll be able to make you financially viable for a long time."

This time Donnie kissed her, she surprisingly pulling back.

"Oh yeah, Mel said you met someone," Donnie broke his embrace. "I'm happy for you."

"We'll see."

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Lunch with Walter

First person Amber POV

I hadn't been giddy about a date for several years. The third in a string of broken hearts built my reckless, go fuck anyone attitude and turned it up to high gear.

Initiated by a high I'd engineered myself; I was nervous and had butterflies in my stomach. Walter was a character out of Disney, everything about him perfect and everything he did to me amazing, sending physical shockwaves, and engaging my sexual/mental being every moment in the troughs and beyond.

He sent me a series of emoji's that felt personal and connecting me to the lunch date, it was impossible to explain, easy to feel.

"You look amazing," he said, eying me up and down. I should; I had gone back to the room and rinsed off again, leaving my make-up and hair, retouching them up after being sure everything about my physical self was perfect. I'd even trimmed my slight growth to a heart outline.

My dress was floral, matching my bra and panty, putting them on, he made me feel elegant even while I was alone.

"You are stunning yourself, Walter," I took his hand in mine and filled his eyes with my open gaze.

We didn't talk for the moment, taking in each other, I leant into his body, he was in a suit obviously working, or just that formal.

He looked at a concierge passing by, "Would you mind taking our picture?" 

"Yes Sir." The man said, Walter slipping the camera out of his vest pocket in one motion handing it to the man. Everything he did was amazing and smooth.

"I want our first date recorded so we can look back at it fondly."

I melted.

It took just a moment, one click and after looking at it, he handed the camera back to Walter and said. "So much love there."

I was momentarily pissed at the man, then looked at the picture.

"Oh my God." I said. I'd never seen a more natural look on my face and Walter's was genuinely in the moment.

Walter smiled. "Come on, our ride is outside."

Of course. A 2026 Chevy Corvette, decked out in chrome on the jet-black exterior, black wheels. My Dad collected cars and I'd always had an affinity for Corvettes old and new.

Opening the door for me, I stepped into it and watched him swing around. My God! He was masculine and gentle all at once, the music was a soft jazz, and he looked at me.

"You ready for the ride of your life?"

"It's already started, Walter. Yes, I've been ready a while." I said holding his hand which was on the stick shift. We put it in drive and he sped away.

He didn't drive recklessly, Walter knew when to accelerate, how to pass without being a total dick. My stomach was nervous to begin with and his driving worked that nervousness down to between my legs.

We didn't talk while we were on the different beltways around Lake Michigan and North. I knew Chicago enough to know when he got around the Wrigley Field area he headed west, then south back towards downtown.

We exchanged sexy looks, his hand going into mine, releasing the overdrive button on the automatic transmission. Made me think of my Father who hated all automatic transmissions claiming he was better and more efficient with a clutch.

He exited finally, somewhere south towards the zoo, and we headed directly into the downtown area.

"What city is your favourite city?" Walter asked, knowing very little about me, sharing only relationship statuses, the most recent, music tastes, workout regimens and hometowns.

"I love New York, Prague and Chicago," Amber said. Having grown up in Colorado, I prefer the mountains but find the cities electrifying with their night life."

We got onto Michigan Ave and Walter pushed a button on the dash and the sunroof peeled back to a convertible at one of the first stoplights. The city was alive with people, noise, music, runners, all the things that make a city electrifying.

"I've lived here all my life," Walter said looking around and then at me.

"I'm moving here." I said boldly.

"Hmm... I like that," Walter smiled and pulled up to a building on south Michigan.

A man opened my door, and Walter's. He handed the keys to the valet and Walter offered me his arm which I took leaning into his shoulder as we continued inside. There was an elevator to the side that read "To Cindy's Rooftop."

"I've read about this place," I said to Walter as the doors closed and he leant down and kissed me gently. "Mmmmm..."

"A friend of mine manages it and I reserved one of their private dining rooms for us, overlooking Chicago."

I snuggled into his chest, never feeling this relaxed on a first date, well any date for that matter. He'd already been inside my body, loving me in a different, sensual way, one that made me feel special and hit all the right spots. I always thought I could fall in love with a man who liked the simple things, but I knew I could fall in love with a man like Walter who enjoyed lavishness.

The door opened and we walked out. An elegant looking woman, in her 50s, met us and directed us towards the private dining rooftop area.

"Walter, your space is ready," she said with a grin and opened the door.

The view immediately hit you in the face. Lake Michigan in the background, Navy Pier to the north, all the buildings tall and short, rooftop gardens and the fresh breeze. It's why I had chosen Chicago for my next move in life and somehow, it felt, in that moment, that Chicago had chosen me.

"If I wasn't already moving here this would have swayed me away from Colorado," I said, leaning up his body, kissing him before we sat down. A waiter came forward, outlining the lunch specials, Walter brushing them away, ordering my choice of wine just $100 more than I would spend.

He didn't focus on me moving here, just asking in general where I was moving to; I said I had a nice brownstone apartment near Lincoln Park. I sat close to him, we faced out looking at the amazing view, hands together under the table, sipping the wine with the other hand.

We each took turns running down our immediate families, talking about siblings, parents, grandparents. I don't remember ordering, a large salad we split and eventually a small fillet, "proteins and greens" Walter said "are the secret to life."

I took a selfie with us facing the city and immediately posted it to IG and Snap. He was so comfortable with me and I with him. I spent much of my "listening" lost in his face, eyes, trimmed goatee, perfectly cared for teeth, strong hairline, dark skin.

Just before the entree I placed my hand on his thigh, feeling the semi-hard member slanted to that side. I smiled, and ran my hand up and back slowly, just listening to him talk about the nieces and nephews that one of his sisters had that he was close to, when he stopped and said the most romantic thing to me......

"You can always mention former loves, love affair, fetishes, to me without fear of changing my opinion of you, or how I feel about you right now in this moment."

His cock was hard now, we just looked at each other with reverence and dare I say an early form of Love, until the server broke the spell. My hand slowly kept stroking him until he took his first bite of steak, and I turned to mine.

"I've only been in love twice," I said halfway into the piece of meat, the side of roasted, fresh vegetables.

Walter's smile and refrained from immediately responding; so perfect. I smiled back with a bite of steak in my mouth, both chewing and enjoying the meal, the words gone, but not forgotten.

The waiter pulled the empty plates from in front of us, Walter informed him we wouldn't be interested in dessert, and picked up the bottle of wine, stood in front of me, and offered me his hand.

I placed mine in his, he gently pulled me up and motioned to my wine glass, filling it when I presented it to him. We each had a full glass now that he emptied the bottle and we went to the railing, leaning against it, our eyes surveying each other and the view.

"Love is interesting," Walter said drawing closer to me, his hips against my hips, his hardness pressing into my waistline. "Once shared between two people I believe it cannot be destroyed."

"Hmm..." I said; no real counter to that, his face showed he was thinking of a follow up.

"We can paint over it, throw mud and emotion on it to tarnish, hide, make it unrecognizable, but underneath it is Love in its purest sense, always ready to bring two people together."

"Profound" I said, leaning into him, looking up into his face, begging for him to kiss me, my breasts against his lower chest. "We are all beautiful in our best moments."

"Agreed," He said, covering my lips with his, our glasses still in our hands, face and tongues driving the physical contact.

We pulled away, took a hearty drink, and he took my glass and set both down on the table. The space was partitioned off, 90% secluded several balconies in an adjacent building could see the private dining area.

Walter wrapped his arms around me, facing me out and pushing me to the balcony, his hardness placed against the back of my ass, near the crease. I pulled my skirt up just enough to push the edges of my panties down through the fabric, to my thighs where I wiggled until they slid down to my bare knees.

"Mmmm," Walter breathed into my ear, kissing my neck, his hand sliding between my ass and his pants unzipping, and through his boxers and pants yanked out his hard cock, lifting my dress and poking me until he entered.

"Ohhhh...." I moaned, my head leaning down, my eyes closing, hands on the rail pushing back into him, his length sliding easily into my wet pussy.

"Our love will forever live in this moment, defined by these feelings" He said into my ear, pulling back and thrusting inside completely, holding my hips there.

"Yes, Walter... ohhh..." I moaned and smiled at the word 'love' pushing back into him while he held me there.

Pulling back, he held himself barely inside me, pausing, hovering then after a half-minute, unannounced, slammed into me hard.

"OHH, GOD!!!" I exclaimed, cock buried deep holding it inside, wiggling, getting every millimetre inside me.

Each thrust afterward involved a moment of hover, a couple of minutes once, followed by a hard entry, his hands pulling us together.

"Walter!"

"OHHHH!"

"FUCK!!!"

"MMMM! OHH!!"

"FASTER, BABY!!!"

I finally asked him. My nerves wanted more and wanted it hard and fast. He didn't deviate from his formula.

"SHIT!" I moaned 30 seconds later, again mixing it up, slamming inside me after 10 seconds, a minute, a couple of minutes, holding it in and then pumping me.

"GOD! OH!"

"MMM! FUCK!"

"WALTER! CHRIST!"

The slight change, coming out and slamming fast after a hold, like an energy bar in a video game climbed upwards, losing some in between, still raising my threshold for climax.

"OH! WALTER!"

"MMM! YESSS!"

The water trickled over the damn, my body shook for a second, I pushed back into him wanting it again, he held firm waiting the longest this time, at least three minutes.

He pulled back and thrust inside me twice in a row.

"OH! FUCK! OHH!! YESSSSSS!!!"

My body trembled, I released more, but I was fading fast, was going to lose the wave of pleasure I was sure of that.

"GOD! PLEASE! MORE!!!"

He saw my head kick forward, the feeling was fading, I whimpered, sad to lose this when he pulled back and began fucking me hard.

"OHH! OHH! OHH! YESS!! OHH!! YESSSYESSSSYESSSYESSS!!!!!!"

The earth disappeared under me and I felt I was in a free fall looking out over Chicago, my mouth wide open, my fluid running down my legs, coating his cock.

"MAGNIFICENT!!!" My voice trembled, followed by syllables and noises I'd never produced before that moment, For a moment I thought I would pass out.

Walter pushed inside me and I felt his climax, surging into my wet pussy, soaked with my orgasm and now his, pumping and spurting inside.

"Baby.... ohh... Lover..." I said softly. He turned and kissed me, his cock still dangling between us, my dress falling back into place, the panties stretched and unusable, breaking our kiss I reached down and pulled them up.

Walter pushed himself back in his pants, zipped up and reached for the wine glasses. There was a wicker love seat with a small table on an elevated platform set back from the rail.  

My legs were cooling, my wetness evaporating off my flesh.

"I love the intimacy of sharing fluids," I said kissing him, the scent of what we just did hanging in the air, even outdoors.

Walter's left arm held me close. We sipped and enjoyed the warmth of the sunshine, the endorphins we just released in each other, the euphoric ethereal journey our bodies and souls had embarked upon.

The server stepped out and let Walter know he'd run the check on his account. He told me he had a preset tip of 30% and we had the space for another hour if we wanted to hang out.

"I have a 3 p. m. meeting," I said with a sorrowful look.

"We have forever," Walter said, kissing me, his hand cupping my breast.

"Mmm.... hmmm..." I agreed and he took my hand.

I had the hotel room for one more night, looking at my phone for the first time in a couple hours, it read 2 p. m.

"Can I entice you to come by my suite?" I asked, wanting some more time with this beautiful man. "I will back up my meeting to 4 p. m."

Walter nodded, smiled and we headed to the elevator, I was at his arm, leaning in, the dried results of our rooftop lovemaking still on my skin. Looking up again, his face studying mine then kissing me.

He handed the valet his tag and, in a few minutes, they had his car ready for us. The top was off and we zipped around to the Hilton, again giving the keys to the valet and hustling up in the elevator.

I was in a carnal mood, the lovely lunch was amazing, but I wanted to feel taken, and ridden, sex that was more like a workout.

"Fuck me, Walter," I said, hitting the door with the key card and pushing the door open, rushing in and sitting on the bed waiting.

Walter glided into the room, a hand at his neck loosening his tie, I was bouncing pulling my panties off, and pushing my dress past my ass, pulling it over my head. I unsnapped my bra as his shirt hit the floor.

Naked, spreading my legs, I licked my lips watching his pants slide down his legs, he was standing there, cock pushing his boxers. I bounded forward.

"I want to taste you first," I said, recalling his philosophy that a woman has to want to suck his cock, that he wouldn't demand it be done.

Walter stepped forward, I put my hands to his waist and peeled off his boxers. I was waiting, watching his bulge pressing into the thin fabric. He paused, teasing me I looked up, mouth open, tongue sliding out slowly.

"Ohhh." Walter moaned, holding out his magnificent member getting it greeted by my soft tongue lapping under the head, over the tip and swirling around the shaft.

I giggled when his eyes rolled back and closed, I moved under, licking the underneath down to his balls, holding his thighs while going under, licking his taint.

"Fuhhkkk..."

My mouth took in his balls, tongue rubbing the sack sucking each testicle, alternating, loving the sexual aroma, new and old.

"Bahhbbby"

I released the sack, sliding my tongue up the shaft and was gently teething it with a smile on my face, then covering my lips around him.

"Gmmft!"

I didn't push inside too deep, wanting a taste, getting him going so he can take that hard cock and turn me out.

"Mmmm... tasty, Baby," I said crawling up his body for a kiss, then laying back on the bed, opening my legs wide, showing off my flexibility, giving him a good look at my heart shaped trimmed bush.

He knelt on the bed, still upright looking down at me, and my wanton eyes staring up at him, my pussy already filled with him, wanting more, wanting raw sex.

It was like he was lowering for a burpee, his hands landed beside me, his body cocked back and rocked forward, cock hitting my open and wet hole, sliding inside me going from a low to high angle.

"OH! You're MAGNIFICENT!"

My legs wrapped around him, holding him there for just a moment. He knew the assignment, he heard me say "fuck me". For the next 30 minutes, he did just that, fucked me hard.

Every thrust landed with a vibration.

He filled me over and over, driving and pushing me to the headboard, my breasts jiggling with his motion; the sounds of sex heightened, my screams and moans outnumbered my sighs; He pushed my legs up, hammering at a different angle; Walter turned me over, propping my ass up and drove into me that way.

I orgasmed. Once, twice, three times with the movement, seeing his stamina, feeling the rock hardness of his cock deliver time and time again.

He turned me again, this time pulling me to the edge, holding each leg while he stood on the floor, slamming inside me again and again. I felt my fourth orgasm brewing and dug my elbows into the bed.

This whole time I didn't utter his name, just let the noises of pleasure and discomfort echo in the room. If anyone was outside, and definitely next door to the bed side, they heard me.

He turned me over again, now we were at 45 minutes, grabbing my legs, a wheelbarrow position, pulling at my legs sliding me on the bed.

"OH GOD! WALTER!!! YESSSS!!! YESSS!"

My wetness, gushed, I looked over my shoulder at him the same moment he pushed in, fell forward, my legs wrapped around him from reverse and he unloaded.

"Gohhdd!! OHHH!" He uttered expelling while laying on my back, my legs releasing him and dangling over the edge of the bed.

His cock would pulse after 10 seconds or so, releasing a little more each time, the build-up, the long punishing of my pussy.

Walter crawled up, I scrambled to lay on his nakedness, no words needed, our breathing was slowing.

I nodded off.

"Amber, it's 3:30," he said gently kissing my cheek.

"It's just downstairs," I said not moving. "I'll call you afterwards?"

"Yes, Love. Please." Walter said, knowing I needed to get ready sliding me off his body, sitting up on the mattress.

"Aww..." I said in disappointment.

I hopped up, cum leaking out, my body electrified and bubbling with the leftover processing of an amazing hour of sex.

We hugged and I watched him dress, still naked, cross-legged on the chair, my pussy red, lips protruding and emanating our aromas.

Walking to the door, hug, kiss and away he went.

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It's a Pleasure Doing Business With You

A quick rinse, leaving my hair for a brief touch up, new dress and underwear and I was ready for Pamala, Branch and his team.

High on the endorphins of sex and possibly a new relationship, I ran the meeting to perfection, keeping everyone's attention and getting a lot done in the scheduled hour.

Treasure Pills were out, the advertising by Branch's firm, the leads by Mel's marketing team were being well received and new orders were coming in after one day. We'd revisit in a week on a zoom meeting, but full steam ahead.

I called Walter soon afterwards and he reminded me about his dinner with his sister and nieces. He so fit the doting Uncle, it endeared him more to me not being able to see him for that reason.

"Dinner?" Branch asked, Pamala on his arm, looking at me hungrily.

"Of course," my outlook on business partners not changed, though I hadn't anticipated my response when he asked:

"Can you stay with us tonight?"

I could have used the excuse it was a high-volume weekend and my poor pussy needed a break, but instead I answered:

"I met somebody this weekend, Branch," His smile, assuming I was always a yes, diminished. "We just spent the most wonderful day."

"I understand," he said, turning to Pamala.

"Can a girlfriend have a sleep over and we talk boys?" Pamala said in a coyishly girly tone.

"Of course, girlfriend!" I said eagerly.

Branch was miffed though dinner as we started our girl talk in between business chatter.

I bought dinner since I had shut poor Branch out for the night, Pamala on my arm going upstairs. Having brought her into the sisterhood of Lesbian sex, I felt proud at her lack of inhibition after the initial THC, lowering, her behaviour was out clearly in the open.

She went up and got a night bag, then came to my room.

We kissed a little, fondled a little, stripped each other naked and crawled into bed. We found a channel playing old 80s and 90s romcoms, held each other and slept until morning.

I was awakened by her suckling my nipple and pressing a finger to my clit, splitting my pussy lips, and eagerly kissing me when my eyes opened. I kissed her back, my hands on her head, letting her drive, she was obviously wanting to experiment with her newfound desire.

We kissed, she pushed inside me. I dug into her hand until she let up and moved downwards under the covers.

"Oh Pamala...." I moaned softly, the amazing feeling of her tongue and lips exploring me, tasting me, it was soothing and she was eager.

She was down here a while, then pulled up pushing the covers back, her big, beautiful breasts hanging low, then upright as she positioned her own pussy between my legs, pushing forward. I noticed the clock read 5:14 am - way before we needed to be awake.

We touched parts, red swollen cunts grinding, the wetness glorious.

"Ohh Pam..."

"MMmm... Amber.'

It was gentle, slow, the feeling erotic and stimulating. My first Lesbian girlfriend and I would lay together after climaxing and describe the feelings we had in this position. I heard her voice in my head narrating what was happening, Pamala's eyes showing me she was traveling down that path towards climax.

"OH... Amber... Ohhh... Ohhh... YESS!! YES! YES!"

The wetness flowed out of her, I bucked against her hard, riding and grinding until my waves hit the pleasure beach.

"Oh YES! PAM! YESSSS!!!"

Euphoric we fell into each other's arms kissing and playing with each other's breasts, falling back to sleep.

The alarm woke us at 7:00 a. m., we showered together, applying soap, body wash and shampoo into each other's hair and body.

"I swear this is what tuned me onto women," I said drying off Pamala and then helping brush through her thick, long hair naked standing in the bathroom.

She turned and kissed me.

"Thank you," Pamala said. "It's been a pleasure like I'd never imagined."

"It's been a literal pleasure doing business and now pleasure with you," I said and we hugged.

We were ready for the day; we kissed goodbye and out of the door she went. I picked up the phone and called Walter, putting him on speaker while I finished doing my hair.

"Are you naked?" he asked me.

"Nope, just showered and got ready with the most intelligent, beautiful, blonde woman, Pamala." I chose to say it like that.

"I would love to meet her someday," Walter responded.

"I'd like that," I said.

We spent a half hour chatting about his day with his nieces and I filled him in on my business venture and what it was.

"Judging by yesterday, you do not need my product," I giggled.

"Oh, it couldn't hurt to try it out," Walter said.

"I'll be back in town next weekend setting up my new flat," I said with a goofy English accent.

"It's a date then," he said, we laughed, said goodbye and I headed back to Cedar Rapids to address my third business venture - "The Dungeon."

To Be Continued