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Absolute Power | whitenight | 7

 

Nothing against Sonya, but you'd rather see how your new global changes affected the singles scene. "It's not that I'd mind filling your luscious pussy, Sonya," you explain. "How about a rain check? I'm going out to a club tonight and I'd love to take the three of you with me." The cook draws her face into an exaggerated frown, but nods. She straddles Liz's face, and the exhausted blonde begins gently licking. "Meet me here, and wear something slutty," you command your new escorts.

Closing your eyes deeply, you ripple time forward several hours until evening is just beginning. Sunset is warmly lighting the horizon through the window when you open them again - you're not sure where the intervening time went, but you don't seem any worse for the traveling. The bar is now in full swing, from the high school kids drinking at the bar (Did you lower the drinking age? You don't remember that) to a girl quite obviously giving the man next to her a handjob to the man quite obviously watching her and masturbating under his table.

Fun though it might be to stay, you've got a party to start. "I'm here to pick up the girls," you tell the newly-arrived male bartender.

He grins at you. "They're very excited. Dani! Liz! Sonya! Your ride is here," he calls into the back.

The three ladies enter, dressed to the nines. Petite Liz is wearing a matching white string bikini top and micro skirt. Danielle's nipples are obvious through her black cocktail dress that ends mid-thigh. Almost conservative by comparison, the neckline of Sonya's evening gown exposes both the inner curves of her breasts and her flat stomach to well past her navel. You grin and open the door for them, lasciviously eying each as she walks past you.

Outside, a moment's wish on your part calls a limousine to park in front of you. The driver, a smartly dressed brunette, bounces out to open the door and help the ladies. You get a glimpse of Liz as she climbs in - even hours later, there's still a rivulet of come sliding down her thigh. Inside you seat yourself on the couch with arms around Sonya and Liz. Without any prompting Danielle winks at you, sinks to her knees, and removes your cock from your pants. Her lips wake your erection slowly, massaging you on the drive over. Sonya sucks on your earlobe while Liz pours herself a drink from the vehicle's bar.

The chauffeur delivers you to the newest, most exclusive nightclub in town. Only a week ago you read about it in the paper, never realizing you'd have the opportunity to roll up in style today. The chauffeur again gets the door for you, and as you stand you pinch her ass. She fakes a scandalized gasp, then smiles. You nod to the bouncer who opens the velvet rope for you, but pause and walk a short distance down the line of hopefuls waiting for their chance to enter. You tap several more women to join you on the way in, each of whom expresses her thanks by kissing you deeply and grabbing your cock through your pants.

Inside, the room is clearly divided between the bar and the sunken dance floor by a railing. One third of the room is on the floor, either grinding or overtly fucking to the beat. Apparently your global edits also removed strictures against public orgies. The ladies kiss you goodbye and head for a table at the bar while you prowl.

A young woman is leaning over the railing, talking on her cell phone over the din. She's a dirty blonde in a skintight silver dress. You step up to the railing next to her and rest your hand on her ass. She turns toward you, and you gesture by making a circle with one hand and sliding a finger through it with the other. She lights up and nods enthusiastically, planting her feet apart as you step behind her and release your hard-on. You hike her dress up just enough to reveal the lips of her pussy just barely spread by her stance. She continues talking on the phone while you rub your precum on her, lubricating her entrance.

"Yeah. Yeah I know. Pretty slow really, but it's fun to watch." She gasps and twitches as your head presses against her lips, but you hold her hips and gently but steadily thrust forward. She continues, "Oh, just some guy fucking me. I don't know! He's cute though." Craning around to look at you she asks, "Hey, what's your name?" You shake your head, smiling, and firmly push your cock into her depths. She draws another sharp breath and turns back to bend over the railing. "He doesn't want to tell me and, oh, I don't care. He's filling me right now. No, bigger than that guy. Oh God, it's so thick! He's being gentle, don't worry. Mmhmm... No, we're not in the bathroom! That's gross. Oh, he's warm in me. Inside, looking over the dance floor. What? They're all doing it too." You speed up, turned on by the running commentary. "It's faster now...oh, I can't keep this up...what? Okay..." She blindly hands the phone back. "She wants to talk to you."

You take the phone. "Hello?"

"Talk to me," says a tense female voice on the other end. "How does she feel?"

You punctuate each syllable with a thrust into the blonde as she breathes faster. "I. Love. Fucking. This. Hot. Wet. Pussy."

"Yes, yes," says the rising voice. "Are you fucking her hard? Do you love her little cunny? Are you going to fill her up with your come?"

"Yes. Yes. And yes," you respond. The voice goes into orgasmic cries that start to fade into a whimper as you pass the phone back.

She takes the phone without looking. "Call me back right now," she says urgently, "a lot." The blonde snaps the phone closed and you can feel her press it against her pussy and your shaft. In a moment the phone starts to vibrate for the incoming call, buzzing her clit and your cock at the same time. You feel the blonde's body tense up, then quake in waves as she comes. Without any further control, you unleash your seed in her spasming pussy. The energy drains out of you as you spurt repeatedly inside her. After a minute you extricate yourself and lean back against the handrail next to her. She turns her back to the rail as well and runs her finger up her thigh chasing stray dribbles of your cum mixed with hers.

"Sorry about that," she says as she licks her finger clean. "I just have a really good relationship with my mom. That was the first time we've shared a guy though. So, buy a girl a drink?"

 

Stay in the club or find another party?

 
 
 

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