“This house is huge,” Olivia exclaims as they walk through the front door, to be greeted by loud music and people partying, and having fun.
“Yeah, it’s one of the company bosses, he’s gone wild since he got divorced, so I hear,” one of her work colleagues tells her. “Let’s go find the bar,” she suggests, and soon disappears into the crowd, leaving Olivia stood on her own.
Olivia is secretly glad that her face is masked so no one can see her embarrassment. She decides that she will also try to find the bar. A drink might help her to feel braver at such a large party. None of her work mates are as close as Sara is to her, and they’ve all gone off in their little cliquey groups. She’ll search for them, once she’s got a drink.
As she turns around she bumps right into a guy who’s carrying a large plastic cup full of beer. Luckily it didn’t spill it on her or him, but some of it does go over the floor.
“Whoops, I’m so sorry,” she says, loudly, trying to apologize over the noise.
“Do you know the punishment for spilling a man’s beer?” he asks her, laughing. “It means that I have to get you a drink and you have to spend at least an hour of your time with me,” he tells her.
“That’s good, ‘cos I was just trying to find the bar,” she admits to him.
Olivia feels an exciting tremor in her stomach, she only just got here and already a guy is hitting on her. She can’t see what he looks like or even if she already knows him, because of his disguise, but that just adds to the excitement. He has a black mask over his eyes and is dressed in a tight black shirt and even tighter black pant. A sword, probably plastic, hang son a belt at his side.
“I like your sword,” she tells him, laughing lightly.
“I am Zorro, swashbuckling adventurer and savior of damsels in distress” he says with an exaggerated tone to his voice, like a movie narrator. “And, you lady, in white, look like a maiden in distress,” he charmingly explains to her.
Olivia is dressed in complete contrast to him, where he is all in black, she is completely in white. Short skirt that just conceals her panties, white nylons and a white, very tight and almost see-through, top. She would never have dressed so provocatively, but Sara had chosen her outfit. Her only concession that Sara allowed was the bra, though she almost insisted she went without it. A white feathery mask covers her eyes and fits across the bridge of her nose. She may have had doubts about dressing so risqué, but it seems to have worked, as she already has an admirer.
“What’ll it be, the bar is on the house all evening?” he tells her.
“I’m going to go straight on to the liquor tonight,” she says, wine was usually her drink of choice but tonight she decided to live a little dangerously.
“Tell you what, I’ll get you a cocktail so it lasts longer and you don’t have to keep going back to the bar, then we can spend more time together,” he laughs.
A man of his word, he returns in a few minutes holding two glasses, one full of an exotic looking liquid. It tastes exquisite as she sips on the cool drink. She was so glad that Sara had talked her into coming, she felt that it was going to be a great night.
He led her up a large stairway, where they stood at the top and peered over some railings, watching the party people mulling around below, in the huge hallway. They settled to chat while she sipped on her delicious cocktail drink.
“You’re not here alone are you?” he asks.
“I came with work colleagues, the sort that like to have lots of fun, so as soon as we were in the doorway, they all headed off in their own direction. Some for the dance floor, others for the bar, and others I have no idea, I’ve lost them all,” she explains.
“Indeed, I am your rescuer then,” he says, in his deep tone, moving closer to her to make himself heard above the loud music. His arm brushes against her breasts causing her to quiver involuntarily. She can feel her nipples stiffen at the contact.
“I’ve got a friend here somewhere,” he tells her, “he’s dressed as a gladiator but I haven't seen him for a while. He’s probably already found himself an attractive young maiden.”
They had to stand close together to make themselves heard above the loud music, his body pressing lightly to hers, and his face close to her ear. She turns her head slightly and their lips brush together. Sensing his opportunity, he presses his lips to hers and kisses her passionately. Livvy doesn't pull away, instead she returns his kiss and their lips mash together.
“Look at you,” he said pulling away from their passionate embrace. “You’ve drunk that already. I’m gonna go get you another, you stay right here so I don’t lose you,” he suggests.
She quite likes the idea of staying with this tall, muscular guy all night, as much as she likes the idea of having another drink. Nodding at his suggestion, she watches as he makes his way back down the stairway, towards the room with the bar. Half way down, he stops to chat to another guy. As she studies the other man, she realizes he must be the gladiator friend. They both look up at her and wave, so she politely waves back, smiling. They go off together, heading towards the bar.
Her swashbuckling amour arrives back, but this time he isn't alone, with him is his friend, the gladiator.
“I got you the same one,” he says as he hands Livvy her drink. “You seem to be enjoying it so much. This is my friend I told you about earlier, he’s jealous that I’m with a female and he isn’t, I hope you don't mind him joining us?”
She felt a little displeased that it wasn't going to be just the two of them. Things were just getting interesting and heaven only knows where it might have led to. Still, she was courteous, not showing her displeasure and instead smiling at his friend and offering him her hand in greeting. Perhaps she should be relieved that her virtue is intact, but she can’t help the feeling of disappointment.
To her surprise his friend takes her hand and turns it over, brushing his lips across the back of it on her bare skin. For the second time tonight an involuntary shiver of desire rushes through her. Perhaps the would be gladiator felt her shiver, or maybe he’s just bold, but while still holding her hand, he pulls her towards him and instantly kisses her full on the lips. She is shocked by his boldness but doesn't resist, opening her mouth in response to his tongue probing her lips, welcoming it and pressing her tongue against his. The kiss is intoxicating and she can feel her inhibitions slowly slipping away.
“Hey man,” Zorro cries out, “I saw her first.”
Olivia feels him pulling her away from the gladiator as he turns her to face his and replaces the gladiator’s lips with his own. Her lips are still wet from her clinch with his friend and they slip and slide on each others easily with their tongues dancing together in their passion. She feels her arousal levels rising as she is passed from one to the other strong male arms, each kissing her deeply and passionately as their juices mix together in a heady cocktail of lust and desire.
She simply can't get enough as she is passed back and forth between the two handsome young men. She has never felt so hot in her life as the heat in her panties spreads to the rest of her body, causing every nerve ending to tingle in a lustful pleasure. She’s intoxicated with passion. Without her even realizing, they manage to maneuver her into a quiet corner, away from seeing eyes. Sshe surrenders completely to them as she feels hands roaming over her body. Someone, she isn't sure who, cups her breasts and squeezes them firmly, causing her to moan quietly into the mouth of whoever is kissing her at the time. She doesn't know who is doing what, and she really doesn't care.
Another pair of hands land on her ass, squeezing fingers dig into the soft flesh. Livvy pulls away from the hot lips kissing her, moaning lightly and gulping in air as she tries to clear her head. The hands lift up her skirt and slip under the elastic of her panties, fondling the bare skin of her ass, before slipping further down her crack and searching out that wet pussy. Livvy is drowning in lust and her legs weaken, causing them to open slightly as a finger slips into the folds of her wet labia. As the finger probes her wetness, h
er legs nearly give way. Luckily she has her hands firmly clasped around someone’s neck, otherwise she might simply slip to the floor, overcome by her wanton passions.
She can’t believe how quickly she’s been manipulated and made into a quivering mess by these two guys. She is definitely no prude and lost her virginity years ago, but still, she isn't an easy lay either. Whilst the alcohol lowers her inhibitions, she is still in complete control of her senses. Fighting her inner battle, she steps away from the two guys and straightens her clothes, time to stop this she thinks to herself. If I’m not careful I’ll end up having sex with them both, right here and now on the hallway floor in front of everyone. A sudden image springs into her mind of writhing naked between these two hunky men. Her panties moisten even more. Both the guys look slightly perturbed by how events have developed, clearly they too had become carried away in the heat of the moment, but as Olivia notices, by the bulges in front of their pants, they too are fully aroused.
“Sorry,” Zorro says, “we didn't mean no disrespect, but you've made us both so horny.”
She is taken aback by his words, she never really considered herself a sexy woman, always believing she was a plain Jane, not like Sara who is beautiful. Sure she has a good figure, but as her mum is always telling her, she has her dad’s nose which is too big for her face.
“You really think I’m sexy?” she asks them, tentatively.
“You bet,” the gladiator speaks for the first time. “We haven't been able to keep our hands off you since we met.”
There’s something familiar about his voice, but she simply can't place it, what with all the noise.
Zorro moves closer until he’s almost touching her again.
“Look, why don't we find somewhere quieter, more private?” he suggests.
Olivia looks between the two, the gladiator nods in agreement and Zorro has such a hopeful look in his face that she doesn’t feel like she wants to refuse them. Besides, she’s come here tonight determined to let her hair down, and whilst she didn't imagine a ménage à trois would happen, she is so aroused by it that she might just do anything they ask of her.
Chapter 3 Electrifying Shudders
They lead her deeper into the house and well away from the noise. At first she hesitates, when they enter a room and she realizes it’s a bedroom. Could she go into a bedroom with two complete strangers? Olivia didn't even know their names, apparently that is the rules of these parties. Why not? she thinks to herself, it’s time she learned to have fun, and this party is supposed to be about exactly that, Sara will be proud of her.
They enter the room hand in hand, both Zorro and the gladiator have a firm grip, as if they’ve detected her reluctance and wish to stop her escape. Olivia likes them taking the lead and being in control, she’s always preferred her boyfriends to be dominant and confident. Realizing that she’s probably gone past the point of no return, only increases her levels of arousal to a new high. They have her now, she’s completely at their mercy
The room is in semi darkness with curtains closed and a dim light glowing. There’s only one place to sit, and that’s on the enormous bed. They lead her to it and she sits submissively, awaiting their next move.
Zorro is the first to make a move by kissing Olivia on her delicious lips, pushing his tongue between hers and into her mouth. Olivia loves the taste of him and she presses her tongue against his, closing her eyes and savoring his taste.
Gladiator has no intention of missing out after seeing his friend make the first move. Lying at the other side of Olivia, he kisses her neck, moving across her cheek and leaving a wet trail from his lips, then moves towards her mouth. She’s enjoying the sensation of two men kissing her at once, luxuriating in their attention. It felt disappointing when Zorro pulls away from her lips. Hoping they might be replaced by his friends, she awaits the next kiss. When it doesn’t come, she opens her eyes and is shocked to see that Zorro, the masked bandit, is deeply engrossed in a kiss with the valiant gladiator. She can see they are kissing each other just as passionately as they’ve kissed her, mouths open, tongues entwining together. Uncertain of what to do next, she’s never even been with two men together, never mind two men who are into each other, she simply watches them, fascinated and aroused.
The two friends break their oral embrace and Gladiator turns his attentions back to Livvy, his lips pressing on to hers and kissing her deeply with his tongue once again probing in to her mouth. That tongue that only moments earlier was in Zorro’s mouth. The thought excites her even more. The sensations tingling her nerves are electrifying.
Zorro buries his face in Olivia’s cleavage, biting and licking at the soft voluptuous flesh, before suckling one of her nipples, his teeth pulling at the erect bud. Olivia pulls away from his friend’s kiss and moans out loudly as the new sensation ripples through her. Even though she’s lost in a sea of lust, Olivia can tell that these two men are clearly experienced at bedding damsels in distress, and she can't help but wonder as to how many have fallen for their act.
Gladiator suddenly stands at the side of the bed and starts to strip off his costume. It only consists of a few items and he’s soon naked, expect for his mask. His erection is stiff and throbbing and sticks out from his body like a huge lever. Olivia stares at it, transfixed, it looks huge to her with its shaft thick in girth and traces of blue veins spiraling around it, leading up to an angry looking tip, purple and dome shaped with a slit across the middle. She shudders at its size, surely it will never fit inside her.
Zorro starts to kiss his way down her body, moving down from her breasts, he plants wet kisses in a wet trail across her naked stomach, dipping his tongue in her navel before continuing down to her dark haired mound. As she spreads her legs, he ducks his head down and clamps his lips to her labia, sucking the tender folds of skin into his mouth.
“Ohh, fuck, fuck, fuck,” Olivia cries out as he licks and probes at her pussy with his tongue.
The pleasure is immeasurable, unlike anything she has experienced before. She spreads her legs as wide as possible to allow him complete access.
As if by some mutual arrangement, the men work together and in unison. Zorro climbs on to the bed and lays next to her, in the ’69’ position. His huge erection points directly at her face and close up it looks even larger than it had earlier. Olivia has never seen a cock up this close before, and one had certainly never been anywhere near her mouth, but her lust is so overpowering that she doesn’t think twice as she flicks out her tongue and laps the purple dome at the end. The taste isn't so bad and the naughtiness of her actions sends a thrill through her body, so much so that she leans forward and engulfs the tip into her mouth. She’s instantly rewarded by a groan of pleasure from Zorro, which encourages her further as she tries to fit as much of the shaft into her mouth as possible. She can feel lips probing at her own pussy and she forces her legs apart obligingly. Looking down she is surprised to see it isn't Zorro who now has his face between her legs, but his friend. Glancing further down she’s further stunned to see that Zorro has his lips clamped around his friend’s erection, the shaft slipping in and out of his mouth. The exoticness of the situation, this chain of oral depravity, causes her pussy to flood, and her mouth to suck more veraciously on the hot pulsating flesh between her lips.
Olivia can't believe how aroused she is, her entire body and soul have surrendered to such lust and passion. She’s loving every single moment. Her mouth, wet and hot, teases and her tongue laps at the erection pounding between her lips. Her legs spread as wide as possible for Gladiator to devour her pussy. Knowing that his friend is also pleasuring him orally, only makes her feel more naughty. The noises of their sexual activity fill the room.
Then, the erection in her mouth is gone, her lips still in an “O” shape for a few lingering seconds as she continues to suck. The mouth at her pussy is also gone, and Olivia feels bereft of attention. Strong hands grip her by the waist and effortlessly turn her over, pulling her up until she’s on all
fours with her ass raised up invitingly. Someone moves behind her and his cock probes at her moist pussy, the tip brushing against her labia. Unable to control her passion, Olivia pushes back, engulfing the cock in her wetness and not stopping until the stiff member is buried deep inside of her. Olivia can hear her own cries of passion, she’s intoxicated by desire once again, entranced by lust, crying out for more as she bucks her lower body up and down, riding the stiff cock inside her.
Looking back at her sexual benefactor, she sees it’s Zorro, but directly behind him is gladiator, both looking slightly comical in their masks. The way gladiator’s face is contorted with lust, she realizes, in her shock, that he must have entered his friend from the rear, similar to how his friend has entered her. This is such a strange and deprived coupling.
Each deep thrust inside her is enhanced further by the thrusting of gladiator into his friend’s ass, forcing Zorro’s cock deeper and deeper into her. It is a little painful, but in a good way, a pain that enhances her sexual pleasure so much so, that she can feel a sensation deep inside that is starting to grow. She realizes that she won't be able to last much longer. Zorro’s thrusting becomes more urgent and his moans of passion louder, as suddenly, the shaft of his erection swells to a new thickness with its tip banging against her cervix as he cums deep inside her. The increased sensation from his orgasm pushes her over the edge as she feels her own climax thundering through her body, causing her to cry out. She feels the electrifying shudders of ecstasy and her pussy squeezes the thick cock as her orgasm relays through her. She screams out in ecstasy. All three seem to have timed their orgasms to perfection, as gladiator cries out his passion and pumps his seed into his friend’s ass.
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