by Lexi Hots
The feel of his lips, suckling at her earlobe and the brush of his teeth against her skin, while the breath he exhaled; hot, moist and heavy into her ear, was all encompassing.
Then, soon enough, she felt another man press his large, virile hands against her body and begin to rub his touch up and down against her. She moaned with excitement and fervor as her muscles tensed with the aching sense of want she was experiencing.
Soon enough, she felt the hands make their way up to her shirt and slowly, they began to unbutton her shirt. She felt her heart begin to pound ferociously as her chest heaved expectantly towards them.
She might not be able to see anything, but her lack of a visual enabled her to feel everything. Selena could now pick up on virtually every brush and every essence of contact, no matter how small it might be. Everything seemed possible and all of what she was experiencing was amazing. The pressure of Trayvon holding her shoulders in place and the intricacy of his tongue as it played with the softness of her earlobe caused her to quake with excitement, while the anticipation of what was going to happen after the other man succeeded in removing her blouse was almost too much to bear.
She could hear their breaths and even the slightest movements they made as they shuffled around her in an effort to make her head swim with emotion.
The man who was undressing her took great care, pressing firmly into her chest and stomach, each time he slowly and methodically released another button.
Then, soon enough, she felt a third pair of hands grasp at her feet, place them up, on some kind of stool and carefully began to rub her legs with precision and ease. His wandering hands moved up and down, before repeating the motion until finally, he stopped at her foot and removed her high heel.
“Don’t worry, you won’t be needing that,” Trayvon answered when she flinched slightly at the freeing of her foot, “The real fun isn’t going to start until you have all of your clothes off anyway.”
She gasped as though, just in time, she felt the man throw open her shirt. When he did this, she felt pressure be exerted to her feet, so that she could not move. She wriggled in the men’s grasp, but when she felt a rough hand pull itself up, she felt her breath get caught in her throat. She then felt the man who was in front of her snake his hand up her shoulders, around her neck, to her hair. He grasped it in his one hand, while he closed his other hand around her jawline.
Even though she could not see what he was doing, she could tell that he was pulling her face to look directly at his. He then suddenly tightened his grip on her hair, turned her head and pulled her closer to him. In an instant, she felt his lips against her own and she breathed eagerly into him. His taste was sweet, but powerful and Selena liked that he had absolutely no problem taking complete and utter control over her.
Considering she had no idea what she was doing, it was nice, not having to actually think about what they were doing. Instead, the men allowed her to simply feel the joy that her body was providing her, which they were supplying. This was a new concept for her and she could not help but like it.
Selena groaned as she felt the man slide his tongue between her lips, through her teeth and down her tongue, deepening the kiss almost immediately.
He moved over to the side though, which allowed the other man to come up and begin to unclasp her bra.
She then felt four hands, while the other two were focused solidly on willing her face to go exactly where he wanted it, grasping at her clothing and pulling it away.
Feeling every touch of each of their fingers, now completely flesh against her bare, aching skin, she felt her eyes roll back in her head as she tried to moan, but her voice did not get past the drugging nectar of the one man’s mouth or muting tongue.
Then, after a few moments more, she felt the first man release her hair and back away from her kiss which only caused her to want to throw herself towards him, in order to keep the passion they had built up.
However, her lips were immediately met by another mouth, which pressed hard against her, holding her head in a far more gingerly fashion. Naturally, she ducked her head to the side and pushed her own tongue out of her mouth, into his as she searched for more of him to enjoy.
As the man held her close, her tongue ran across the ribs of his mouth and traveled down the curve of his teeth before it jet back into his mouth, where it danced playfully with the man’s tongue. This was a far more careful, considerate kiss, but she liked it just the same. It came with no less skill than the first and still made her hungry for more as she felt her breath intensify.
While the second man was kissing her, she felt one begin to rub her arms, while the other one went back to caring for her legs. She could tell it was the same man, because of the pressure and the diligence he gave to her limbs. He rose up her legs and then allowed his touch to fall before rushing back up again, a little higher, which caused her pelvis to thrust towards him, before he pulled his hands back down.
When he reached her other foot, he eased off the high-heel that was still remaining and tossed it aside. She could hear the shoe as it tattered down, against the wood, but she was far too occupied with all of the glorious sensations that she was feeling, with absolutely no warning what was coming next, to fret much about where her shoe had landed.
Then, with a quick yank, she screamed with both pleasure and surprise as the man pulled her short skirt down her bodice and off her legs, underwear and all, leaving her completely naked, in front of these men and countless strangers.
However, even though she screamed louder and until now, he was gentler, this new man quickly forced his tongue past her mouth and down her throat, making sure that it was deep, so that her noise was quickly muted.
When her yell turned into a moan, however, the man pushed back, so that the third man could ease his way onto her lips.
Instead of taking the back of her head and pressing it towards him, like the other two do, he simply pressed his lips against her and touched his hand to her flushed cheek, easily guiding her mouth against his. His tongue was immediately curious though and easily slid its way through her teeth.
Feeling this delightful taste flow through her mouth, she continued to moan, while she brought her hands up to grasp his face in her hands.
Then, eventually, the man backed off and she felt the necktie be released from her eyes.
Once her eyes adjusted, Selena beheld three gorgeous men, with muscular builds, tight butts and alluring demeanors. She loved every single one of them, from their broad chests and washboard abs to the ropes of muscles that rippled beneath their skin with every small, likely involuntary move they made. Taking this all in, Selena knew right then and there that she would not be able to choose just one.
Thinking about that, and acting on it, helped her to forget her morality and the nagging sense of purity she wanted to maintain.
The bold, brilliant, excited, frisky woman that she had no idea was inside of her until now wanted nothing more than to show the world exactly who she was and what they could expect from her, but the Selena that she was comfortable with still shied away from allowing that; fighting hard to keep the control she had maintained all of this time.
Still, it was her actions that mattered and so, she decided that if she was lascivious enough, she might just be able to push the thoughts of her morality out, long enough so that she didn’t get up and run away, not even bothering to grab her clothing that was strewn across the studio, with the exception of the necktie that had fallen easily into her hands.
I guess it is all or nothing… She thought to herself.
***
“…Now, is the final test,” the announcer was saying, though Selena’s head felt so airy that she could hardly focus, “The visual. The virgin can ask any of these men to do whatever she wants them to do, to recreate any part of the blind encounter, in order for her to pick her man. It has all come down to this…”
Selena thought for a long moment before she raised her hand. The announcer looked confused
, but answered her and so, she asked, with the best frisky smile that she could muster, “Do I have to pick just one?”
At this the crowd went wild, even though the announcer appeared to be taken back.
After blubbering at the idea for a moment, he realized what a hit the idea seemed to be and promptly responded, “Of course!” He looked to the crowd and happily announced, “For the first time ever on ‘Who Would You Do?’...For your viewing pleasure, as well as for the virgin that is going to be turned tonight, all three men will have the pleasure of ravishing this fine woman!”
There was an explosion of applause, but that was almost immediately overshadowed by the three men who were now hovering around Selena’s completely naked body.
She gave a wicked smile in each of the men’s directions, positioning her eyes from theirs, down slowly to their long thick, masculine packages suggestively.
When she did this, Selena felt the hair on the back of her neck stand on end, just before the first of the men, who from his expression, she decided was Axel moved towards her, almost as though he could not stand to be apart from her for another moment. He made his way over to the chair that she was sitting in and moved toward the back of her. Immediately, she felt his hands ease themselves onto her breasts. As they began to massage her bosom, she leaned her head back to enjoy it, but when she saw the men coming closer to her, her eyes popped opened and she started to feel panicked.
As hot as they are, I think I did better when I couldn’t see… She thought to herself. Deniability, maybe? She thought, but knew that she liked the thought of, for once not being in control. She had already made the decision that put her at their mercy, so she figured the best thing that she could do for herself now was to give the reigns completely to the men who were supposedly going to show her the time of her life.
So, as the man she believed to be Heath came towards her, she held out the necktie to him and gave him a devilish grin.
The crowd began to scream with excitement and yell, almost as loud as they did at the announcement that she was going to be taking all on all four men.
After a moment of contemplation, he took it and eased it back over her eyes. Once again submerged in darkness as Axel tightened the blindfold, Selena felt a bolt of excitement flash through her and she wriggled a little.
However, due to the positions of the two men, she did not go very far. However, that was fine with her.
Once the necktie was securely placed against her eyes, she felt Heath’s hands along the edge of the material, his fingernails kissing her cheeks. Then, once his hands touched, she felt his fingertips easily slide down, her face as though they were drinking up the passion that was being expelled from her heated skin.
His careful touch then eagerly traced her full, luscious lips, which were made beautifully swollen by the attention they had received earlier. Eventually, his hands spread across her jawline and tugged her chin up, so that he could press his lips onto her own again. His taste was familiar, but his method was not. Heath immediately probed her mouth with his tongue, fiercely taking her for his own, ravishing her lips and ensuring that all moans that she expressed would become lost inside of him, before ever making it towards the intended party.
His kiss was possessive and almost jealous in nature, but Selena didn’t mind. She was just pleased to know that now, every inch of her was going to have the right to feel a sensation that she had denied herself for far too long.
Even though she was nervous about what was going to happen, she also knew that no matter what, she never wanted it to stop.
In addition to the seductive, lustful kiss, Selena also felt the constant tease of Axel’s talented hands against her breasts. He stroked them and kneaded them with appropriate, skillful measure which caused her already aching, rosy nipple to begin hardening, even before his touch paid it any mind. However, when it did, first with a slight flick of his thumb, just before it was grasped between his thumb and his finger, to be rolled lightly, until it protruded, she felt a wetness forming between her legs and a groan of ecstasy culminating in her throat.
The knowledge that even when she opened her eyes, she still had to rely on her other senses in order to help her figure out what was going on, which only elevated the experience she was being exposed to made the whole erotic theme better.
Her loins were so oiled and so enthralled, that by the time the man she assumed was Trayvon even grasped at her legs, she felt ready to squirt her love juices at him. She groaned as she felt his hands carefully raise up the crest of her thighs, only to curve down between them and pull her legs apart. She screamed when she felt the cool air tingle against her moist, womanly mound of curls, but just as she had thought, the sound was swallowed, almost entirely by Heath’s intoxicating tongue.
Her hands grasped at Heath, because she felt as though she needed to do something and they traveled down the bumpy terrain of his abdomen, before she finally reached his manhood. She grasped onto it carefully and now it was him, who moaned voicelessly.
When he did so, encouraged, she grasped him more fully and pressed herself closer to him, just before she felt her body be pulled back into the chair by the hands fondling her breasts, while hands grasped her legs and pulled them farther apart, holding them securely before she felt hair and a face stuff itself between them, just before another tongue breached her female cleft and began to search for her clitoris.
In a matter of moments, he found it and when he did, Selena screamed and writhed, almost violently, but the men were easy to subdue her, before she broke through any of the passion that caused the jolt.
As more emotion than she ever imagined she was capable of feeling encased her, she began to whine behind Heath’s touch and wriggle with excitement. Yet, the men knew how to apply just the right amount of pressure, to keep her enjoying herself, instead of flopping onto the floor.
Between the sensations her mouth and breasts were feeling, in addition to the swirling motion that was taking place around her clitoris, she felt that she might just implode.
Oh God… She thought. The body isn’t supposed to feel all of this at once…Oh God…Is this normal?
However, after a few more frantic thoughts, she decided that it didn’t really matter much and therefore, she was ready to enter into a world of excitement.
Just as though they could feel her body ask for more she felt Trayvon stop circling her clitoris carefully with his tongue and pulled himself back, while all three men started to pull her up, off of the chair.
When Heath pulled his lips back from her mouth, her body gasped for air that she had no idea she was missing, as she felt her body being lifted. Once again, an excited nervousness took hold of her, but it took a moment before she could speak.
Yet, even when she found that she could talk without gasping for any more air than was necessary, she opted to groan, realizing that the only touch she still had, which was making her feel excited was the hands that encased her breasts.
While she was still in the air, being carried with ease by the men, she heard her voice ask, “What are you doing?”
“Shhh….” She heard Trayvon’s voice say to her again, right before she felt her naked body be lowered into an upright position. She was then led to be bent over the desk that was in front of her. She felt her hands spread apart against the smooth, cool wood, right before she felt a hand swat her behind.
She yelled out, but then giggled when the slight amount of pain she felt ignited into a bolt of pure and unyielding pleasure.
Still blindfolded, she only heard the three of them behind her, which intensified the excitement, before another swat released it. This one, she could tell from her sensitivity to touch, was definitely a different hand. She then felt her legs be spread apart, as a hand began to massage her clitoris again.
She heaved a heavy breath, which was finished by a groan of passion, while another hand swatted her behind again.
Then, she felt herself be pulled back up by her shoulders, while an
other set of hands grasped her breasts and pulled her back, into their naked, throbbing bodies.
“Are you ready?” Axel asked of her, keeping her ear close to his mouth.
She moaned as she felt her body twitch with excitement as she nodded her head and Axel kissed her ear.
“Good…Good girl,” he answered in his gravelly voice, before he willed her back into a bent position, over the desk.
However, now, instead of feeling just the cool wood, her hands met a steaming hot body, sitting in front of her on the desk.
Just before her head was bent, enough to introduce her lips to the aching shaft that was standing erect, ready for her sexual consumption she heard the crowd scream, hoot and holler excitedly, but when the hard, yet gentle flesh drove its way past her lips and she opened her mouth to receive it, the men were once again, all-encompassing. She groaned as she felt the growing arousal fill her mouth and slide eagerly down her throat, before she pulled back out, only to ease it back into her mouth again, enjoying the fullness of him and the excitement that it was giving her.
