The Seduction Game

by Damien Dsoul

  The black man continued stretching Jenny’s pussy while another stud propped her head with both hands and got her to choke on his meat. They changed places and Jenny then got to mount one of them in reverse while the other grabbed her face and had her slobbering on his shaft.

  Some husbands in the room masturbated to the sight and sound of their wives and mistresses getting fucked. They splattered semen over their pants and shoes. Neither appeared embarrassment by their actions. This sort of get together was made specifically for them not to be burdened by their cuckold instincts. Some of them preferred attending such occasions with their mistresses as opposed to their wives whom they considered too decorous or obstinate to venture willingly into such lifestyle. For those fortunate to have their wives involved, their happiness knew no bounds watching them in sexual action.

  Jenny gasped repeatedly while rolling her tongue and lips around the prick steadily fucking her mouth till it spurted cum down her throat. The stud ejaculated some of his cum across her face before pulling away from her. Jenny’s wealthy client/sponsor trundled towards her and licked some of the goo from her face. He shared a kiss with her before returning to his previous stance.

  Jenny went on rocking her hips, groaning from the powerful thrust of the stud’s cock she was riding and it was not long before he emptied his ball-sac inside her womb. She slid off him and gestured at her wealthy sponsor to come to her. Jenny laid on her back and spread her legs for him as he hurried to the bed with such eagerness that bellied his age. She caressed his bald plate while he slurped cum out of her pussy; this was what he enjoyed paying top dollar for.

  Other husbands too waited for the other studs to quit the bed before going to perform similar treat on their women.

  Her sponsor helped Jenny to her feet when he was done. Her body as well her hair was a wet canvass of sweat and semen and saliva.

  “You were marvellous tonight,” he unfurled his handkerchief and used it to wipe the grim off her face.

  “Thank you, Claude. Boy, I can sure use a drink.”

  They came out of the room and went down the hallway back into the ball room. Claude fetched two glasses of champagne and she sipped hers while glancing about the room, admiring the faces behind their masks. She ran a finger across her breasts and it came off sticky with cum and sweat.

  “How long can you stay out tonight? My limo is waiting in the garage.”

  “Sorry, but this won’t be one of those nights. I have a husband to go back home to, you know that. I doubt your wife will be happy if ever she hears about me.”

  “My wife has no care for what I do with myself or whomever I’m with, you know that,” he whined plaintively. “Won’t you at least consider my offer? You know I can take care of you however you want.”

  “Almost every time you’ve made that offer and I’m still gonna say no. I’m a married gal and that’s the way it is.”

  “I’d be lying if I said I was not madly in love with you, Jenny,” he persisted. “You’re a goddess to the eyes. Of all the women that get to entertain me, you know how to please whenever I get to watch you play. All right, that aside, won’t you at least do me the honour of spending the night with me?”

  “Now isn’t a good time for me, Claude. Believe me, I wanted to say no to you when you called me today, but I remember how stubborn you get sometimes, and anyway, it was worth it. Let’s see about doing more some other time. I’m expecting a friend here and I can’t tell if she’s around or not. Come let’s go see if we can find her.”

  She drained her glass and taking Claude’s arm returned to the sex hallway.

  They passed other couples who too were coming from the direction of the ball room. Jenny took a while looking in the first room she encountered. Not finding her target there, she moved on to other successive rooms.

  April came out of the room she had been the entire time and to her amazement bumped into Jenny. Her face mask was askance on her face, but it was enough for Jenny to recognise her, whipping off her own mask for April to see who she was. They hugged each other then Jenny excused herself from Claude and led the way a nearby shower room to clean themselves up. They retrieved their clothes and items from the coat room when they were done.

  “How come you never told me about this place before?” asked April as she wore her bra and panties.

  “Sorry it escaped my mind. I know plenty of places like this and it’s even been months since I attended one of these. I get invited now and then, but it’s too much hassle hosting one, so I often stay away.”

  More naked women poured into the room which soon became a gaggle of chatter and nude bodies of all shapes and sizes, hustling to wash the grim of sex from their flesh. Everyone appeared accustomed to each other; some were even friends. April and Jenny exchanged pleasantries now and as they hurried with cleaning up.

  “Howard’s going to wonder where I’ve been all this time.”

  “Is he still bitching again? I thought by now you’ve turned him into a good puppy not to be bothering you too much anymore.”

  “We promised to stop keeping secrets between ourselves. He’s still got his reservations though, mainly about how far I’m taking this.”

  “You know what they say, you’re never gonna find out how far you’ve come till you stretch yourself. But I’m happy you two are working things out together. Makes me thing back about my own hard times when I first started doing this.”

  April looked at her. “What were some of the hard times for you?”

  “Once was three guys I hooked up with on Craigslist.” Jenny pulled out a lotion bottle from her handbag, squirted some in her palm and rubbed it on her legs. “I was naive; we both were at the time, Dave and I. Dave dropped me off at the motel that I was to meet the guys and said he’d be back to get me later. It wasn’t any fun, I can tell you. The guys were pretty rough on me. I had bruises and bite marks on my arms and shoulders and down to my ankles.”

  “What did Dave do when he came for you?”

  “We didn’t make it to the hospital if that’s what you’re thinking. No broken bones, but I did hurt all over. Dave took me home and cleaned me up. It’s not something we like to talk about. Shit happens sometimes.”

  “And you still went on even after that.”

  “No harm done to my pride. You get the good and the bad in life, mix them together and you’ve got yourself a glass of lemonade,” she chuckled. “But I’ve been lucky since then not to suffer a repeat of that anymore.”

  “I’m so sorry.”

  “Aw-shucks, nothing to be sorry about. I just hope you don’t get to experience something like that. Here, want put some of this on you?”

  Chapter 30

  Howard wore jogging pants and a NY Raiders hat on his head when he stepped out of his house. It was 06:12 pm. He carried a gym bag slung over his shoulder which supposedly contained a towel, water flask, a bar of soap, and everything he might need when heading to the gym. Today, unbeknownst to April, Howard had other things in mind.

  Howard strolled in the direction of the gym with a leisure bounce to his steps. He waited till he had gone a distance before making a call and got a response that made him smile as he continued his stroll. He arrived at the gym but did not walk inside. A car honked its horn from across the street that caught his attention. Howard recognised the car and approached it.

  The passenger window slid down to reveal Charmaine smiling from behind the wheel. He was decked in a typical outlandish female outfit with a different hairdo this time; it was almost impossible from afar for anyone not to identify him for a woman.

  “Hiya Howie. I got here way before you called.”

  Howie shook his manicured hand, taking care not to ruin his painted nails.

  “I figured you would be. I just wanted to make sure.”

 
“So, this where you come to get those cute muscles on you?” he gestured at the gym. “How nice. Are you ready?”

  “Yeah, let’s do this.” Howard slipped into the passenger seat and threw his bag in the back after slamming the door shut. “Whatever we do, we’d best hurry. I’ve got two hours’ worth of freedom time before April might get worried and start calling.” He took off his Raider’s hat and into the backseat it went as well.

  “Sounds just about as much time we will need.” Charmaine put the car into gear and drove off from the vicinity.

  Charmaine lit a cigarette while he drove. He glanced at Howard and smiled charmingly while focusing on his driving as they cruised out of the neighbourhood.

  “I thought you might have told her by now,” Charmaine enquired.

  “I know I should. Don’t feel right letting her know right away, not when I’m just getting started. But let’s see how things go. If it’ll be something I’ll want to try more often.”

  “You ought to quit kidding yourself thinking that hasn’t already happened.” Charmaine blew smoke out his window. “I already told you before that you’re hooked. Only thing is be careful what you wish for.”

  Howard turned to him but did not say anything. He ruminated on his statement. Neither of them said anything for a while.

  The drive was a long one going beyond the city limits. They pulled into a gas station two miles beyond the city for Charmaine to fill his tank before continuing. They made conversation along the way. Charmaine explained several lessons he had imbibed from serving Ms. Jenn and of the disciplinary tactics she employed when it came to setting her slaves in order.

  “Is she always strict?” Howard asked.

  “Whenever she wants to be, yes. But as a loyal servant, we all love her for it. If you watch her getting fucked you’d think she’d been a whore her whole life. I found out it was not until four years ago that she got her first Black cock taste. She was not what she was now back then.”

  “What was she then?”

  “More of a society-type woman is what I know. She was married to hedge-fund guy but there was some scandal and things went bust. She disappeared for a while and then came back to what she is now. Not much to go on, I know, but you’d have to ask her yourself. If she’s willing to tell.”

  “How did you get to know about her?”

  “I was at some cosplay party and I heard some guys talking about her and the stuff she does. I hooked up with them to see what it’s about and since then I’ve been a devoted servant.”

  “How many followers does she have?”

  “Too many for me to even count. Some come and go and don’t return for a while, but that’s few in-between. You won’t believe how many white boys out there that would do anything to worship a Mistress like her. They’d drink her piss if she demands it.”

  Charmaine drove off the interstate onto an exit that took them into what appeared to be a sleepy hamlet. The roads were wet with what was possibly rain showers. Howard had not asked where they were going, opting to trust that as long as it had to do with Ms. Jenn then he was fine with that. Charmaine drove like someone versatile with the area. They took a couple of turns before pulling into the parking lot of a shopping mall lot. Charmaine drove towards the east section of the lot and stopped near what appeared to be an adult shop. Other areas of the parking lot were empty except that facing the shop. They got out of the car and Howard noticed several vehicles bearing out of state license plates; he picked out a few that were from his city.

  “Wow, Jeffery’s here,” Charmaine indicated a blue Chevy parked in front of them. “Jeff’s a friend of mine. If he’s here then that means it’s going to be a great night today.”

  Howard got a better look at Charmaine’s get-up which consisted of a sequined evening blouse, skirt and high heels with straps that wound all the way to his knees. He wrapped a shawl around his shoulders as they approached the adult shop.

  People were milling aimlessly about the entrance; some gawked shamelessly at the shop’s eccentric patrons. Charmaine looked just as happy to be there. Even as people gawked at what he wore, he appeared not to notice or care. He waved at a few bystanders and went and exchanged hugs and kisses with other trannies and cross-dressers strolling about the shop’s walkway. He introduced Howard to several of them. They said their goodbyes then went up the short flight of stairs into the shop.

  The shop was big but the size was surprisingly inconspicuous from outside. They entered a central lobby that had branching hallways leading to other outlets. Charmaine led Howard into one that was a porn shop.

  Howard gawked at aisles upon aisles of adult DVDs and cassette tapes stacked and arranged based on their sexual variety; their exotic covers screamed at Howard to come take a peek. The walls were adorned by adult movie posters, racks housing adult magazines, an assortment of sex toys and sex dolls of whatever make and type. Howard had visited porn shops before but that was back in his college days. Being in one now felt like a novel experience for him. He slowed his steps to sample a collection of high-prices sex toys hanging on a rack. He admired an anal dildo, the looks of which scared him just imagining using it on April. Other people in the shop admired the various contraptions hanging off a wall like they were art exhibits.

  “Oh shit, I just remembered I need to buy one of these for Lisa,” Charmaine tapped his arm before grabbing a sex device off a rack that was a co-joined dildo and anal butt plug. “Her last one fizzled out a week ago and I keep forgetting to get her a new one. Would be damn cheaper ordering it online, but might as well get it while we’re here before I forget again. You see anything you like for yourself, Howie? Or maybe get something for April while you can.”

  Howard shook his head in dismay as he continued viewing the racks around him. “There’s so many stuff I can’t decide what. I’m supposed to be at the gym, remember? Anyway, shouldn’t we be hurrying about what we came here for?”

  “We arrived early; we still have little time. Look, why not pick her up a dildo. I’ll get one I think is right for you. You can pay me back later.”

  Charmaine went perusing around the aisle that was the dildo section; Howard did not make any attempt to stop him. Charmaine came back holding a package in his other arm which he presented to Howard. It was a smooth black twelve-inch dildo.

  “Charmaine, you shouldn’t.”

  “I know, but it’s my gift to you and April, so shut up and take it. You can always sneak it on her and tell her it’s you bought days before. Trust me, she won’t know the difference.”

  Charmaine took both items to the cashier counter. Howard continued perusing the DVD section as other people too were doing. He stopped at the aisle designated for interracial and picked a case that showed a buxom white woman in a skimpy outfit leaning against a black man who looked just as happy to have his arms around her. He returned the DVD and looked over at Charmaine still dealing with the cashier. Howard grumbled and continued checking out the movies while wishing for him to hurry the fuck up.

  “Okay, Jo. See ya later,” Charmaine waved goodbye to the cashier and came to Howard with both packages in his arm.

  They left the porn shop and returned to the hallway. Howard saw one of the trannies Charmaine had conversed with earlier hurrying into a doorway down the hall. Howard noticed other men joining him as well. Charmaine tapped his arm and they followed in the same direction.

  “Looks like things are about to get started,” Charmaine said. “Come on, let’s fall in line. Ms. Jenn usually doesn’t like anyone coming a minute later or minute early,” he added.

  They joined the influx of the crowd pushing into the room.

  Howard had heard about Glory Hole booths before. He had glimpsed what they looked like in porn clips showing women venturing into enclosed spaces strictly to blow whichever penis they saw sticking out of
holes in the walls. Though never did he reckon a day would come when he would find himself in one.

  There was Ms. Jenn sitting like a regal authority on a high stool in a latex leather outfit glaring at them; she wielded her infamous riding crop in her hand. Charmaine and the numerous trannies there including other seemingly heterosexual males like Howard in the room aligned themselves against each other’s shoulder as they stopped a few feet from her awaiting her command with eager attention. Howard looked behind his shoulder and saw the door was shut behind them. They might as well be cut off from the world.

  “Welcome my pathetic pieces of amphibian shits,” Ms. Jenn addressed her slaves. “Are you all ready for your Glory Hole exercise?”

  “Yes, we are,” they responded in near unison. Howard remained quiet and watchful.

  “All first-timers, fall out right now.”

  Howard watched as several men stepped away from the crowd to stand at a separate corner; there was no any fuss about it. Charmaine tapped his arm and gestured at him to make like them. Howard pushed past the men blocking his view and went and stood with the first-timers. Ms. Jenn looked at him as he walked by but gave no instance of recognition. Howard almost expected her to utter a word and felt somewhat disappointed when she returned her gaze to her other slaves.