Chapter 1: Turning hot

Mila POV

"Please... oh god... Please... Fuck!!" I can't even describe what I was feeling anymore. I felt my climax approaching but it was more like a rushing river. My thigh kept shaking from his assaults but he never reduced no stops. Sometimes I will feel like he was eating my pussy but wasn't really eating it. I sometimes feel like he is draining the very blood out of me but he wasn't doing that.

When I thought it was already the end one of his hands moved upward and cupped my left breast and squeezed tight. "My mouth widened but no sound came out. I felt both my outside and inside shuddering. It was as if my life was changing but I know it's not. His fingers started to pinch, rub and pull my nipples whilst his mouth played with my pussy as if it was his toy. After a while a strong and intense climax that I'm not sure I have ever experienced before hit me hard and I felt my body tremble as all of the shot out. My breath was cut in my throat whilst my mouth was wide open.

I was still reeling over the release and failed to notice that the bartender had already pulled off his pants and was currently standing in his glory fully naked. Sweat was dripping down his body and his charming face was looking at me in total desire. He stuffed his hand inside his pants pocket and took out two protections, drew one on the bed, and tore the other one open wearing it. If I had seen his monster that moment I might have screamed as it was like a mini snake or rod. He stepped closer to me and kissed my stomach whilst trailing his tongue all over my body heading up. If I don't know any better I would have called him a tongue beast because the way he made use of his tongue can drive anyone crazy and insane at the same time. When the tongue reached my neck I couldn't help but roll my eyes to the back of my head because of how I felt.

But I was shocked when I felt like a rod was stretching my pussy whilst entering, but the difficult thing about my situation is that I can't move, I have lost every strength or ability to move after he rocked my world to the last pieces, I couldn't even moan anymore as the world he took me to do my climax I have not yet returned from. I knew it was clearly his dick but it was so big that I can't help but want to confirm. Even though he hasn't entered me yet just a little over the tip have entered and...

*Flashback*

'Bum Bum Bum Bum' the night party background songs was playing while the music bass was reverberating all over the building. Everyone was enjoying themselves, lovers' bodies rubbing on each other, hook-up fucks humping on their partner. Some males were smoking hot while some girls were gorgeously beautiful, the fact that most of them were already shirtless was an addition to the wonderful sight.

But guess what? I'm not happy, not at all. I should have been one of these people down there enjoying my life, enjoying the night all horny and 'tasty' but here I am in a white office shirt and black expensive skirt, putting on a black half-high-hill shoe looking innocently-sexy instead of sweaty-sexy in a night party that's supposed to be "Urgh..." I groaned as I made my way to the restroom. I felt eyes on me and some of them were licking their lips as if they had just seen their favorite meal but I paid them no might. Even though I'm a horny girl I still get standards, and trust me they are pretty high.

I'm in my current predicament because my business partners thought it would be nice to have our once in every month meeting this time at 'Passion' which they clearly know would be impossible and 'difficult' Passion is what anyone will call rich, expensive and everyone's fantasy. Not only was it built for the rich but even amongst the rich, not every rich person can enter. And luckily all my business partners have access to Passion so they thought it would be the best place this time. But here we are all horny and wanting to be anywhere else but in that hall, we choose to have our meeting.

All of us were so horny in there to the extent that even the speaker for this meeting can't speak properly anymore as anyone can literally hear the arousal from his voice. They manage to continue going and pretending to feel nothing even though I know three of the guys have started squeezing their cocks under the large table. I tried to remain still and keep my cool until the end of the meeting but I couldn't. My body was practically turning hot and I can feel my pussy already awake, if not because of how I was seating I would have been dripping already.

But regardless, I couldn't even move, shift, or change positions because any slight movement from me would be like a caress on my body, and squirming or whimpering at this meeting was a very big embarrassment to me that I didn't even dare to imagine how I will appear to them later on which each of them remembering how I was whimpering in that corrupt head of theirs, and the fact that I know they will be thinking that but said nothing even though they are thinking it is one of the most embarrassing and awkward things that can ever happen to anyone. So here I was, with the excuse of heading to the restroom to attend to myself, I instead had something else in mind.

When they suggested hosting the meeting here I already knew it would be like this. The worst part is that every room, no matter how secretive it is have a big scream that shows clearly everything that happens downstairs which means every single hump, boner bumper, naked chest grinding, breast squeezing, every fucking damn thing can be clearly seen by anyone in any fucking damn room, so why won't we get horny? Practically everything that there that are humans is a turn-on and it became so when the building doesn't accept everyone so those that ended up getting accepted, you should know what will be special about them.

Immediately the restroom comes into view, I rush into it, splash water on my face, and look at the mirror. A very pretty girl with a sexy body was looking at me. Not to brag but I know I'm gorgeous. You know that moment when someone is so good-looking that even when they don't want to acknowledge it they have no option because it's obvious and no matter what they wear or do they are still drop-dead gorgeous? Yeah, that's me. But I don't let it get into my head though and that adds another charm to me. But I have one flaw, a fatal flaw. And the flaw is my very high sex drive, it's so high that it's crazy, just like how everyone is aroused in that meeting but only I can't take it anymore.

I was still looking at myself that I don't even know when I pulled my black office skirt up and grazed my fingers on my panties-covered pussy but I still shuddered from the sensation "Nghhh..." I groaned as I rubbed it once more 'Gosh, I feel so good...' I said, almost screaming inwardly. My grazing soon turn to full-time rubbing and it was "Fuck!" I moaned whilst pulling down my skirt and dragging my panties with with. I stuck a finger inside my cunt but it wasn't enough 'Gosh, it wasn't' I wanted to touch, squeezed, and massage my breasts at the same time but there's a limited work two hands can do at a time. But before that I have to remove the hindrance first, and before I know it my shirt and bra are off. Soon I'm standing in front of the mirror like a gorgeous angel, the only difference is that the angel knows exactly what she's doing.

She is nothing innocent. One of my hands took hold of my right breast nipple pinching, pulling, and rubbing while my other hand was busy with my pussy, two of my fingers already inside my cunt. "Oh god..." my lips were already parted whilst my eyes kept rolling back once in a while. I felt so good as if I just returned home, my pleasure paradise. What I have wanted to do in those excruciating hours I spent inside that hall horny.