“What the…?” I start, completely dumbfounded. The ropes behind me keep on going up and up, and they only stop when they’re at the same level of the ropes with the handcuffs.
“Trust me,” I hear Aidan say, and then the ropes start coming down until my whole body is level with Aidan’s cock. I’m in a superman pose, arms stretched in front of me, and it’s in this pose that Aidan positions himself between my legs, his hands sliding up from my ankles and going over to my ass.
“This is crazy,” I breathe out, looking ahead and realizing that the crowd right in front of me is far bigger than I thought. There must be a thousand people in here!
“No, this is Python,” Aidan replies, grabbing his cock and brushing its tip against my pussy. When his cock touches my drenched folds, he grabs me by the waist and just thrusts.
“Oh, fuck,” I cry out loud, looking straight at the crowd. The women closer to the stage are watching everything unfold with their mouths hanging open, an expression of desire on their faces. If I were the owner of Python, I think I’d open a laundry room; seriously, there are so many wet panties in this place that you’d make a killing.
Fucking me hard, Aidan derails my train of thought, and soon I’m screaming so loud that everyone can hear my voice. My screams are louder than the music, and they keep on getting louder as I feel another orgasm growing and growing inside of me.
“FUCK!” I shout, pleasure hitting every single cell in my body out of the blue. It’s like something snaps inside of me. My whole body spasms, and I do it so fiercely that the chains from which I’m hanging start to rattle with a metallic sound.
I close my eyes as pleasure devours my mind, my hands balled into fists. My fingernails are digging deep into the palm of my hands, but I don’t even feel the pain; by now every part of my body has been blanketed by a pleasant warmness.
Sliding his cock out of me, Aidan walks around my suspended body. Now in front of me, he goes down on one knee and leans forward, brushing his lips against mine.
“Having fun?” he asks me, his grin holding promises of much more.
“Fuck, yeah, I’m having fun,” I reply right away, the words coming out fast between breaths.
“Good, because things are about to get interesting now. Way more interesting…” he trails off, standing up in front of me. I almost crane my neck so that I reach for his cock with my mouth, but before I can do it, Aidan claps his hands and two more spotlights focus on the stage, the bright lights pointing right behind me. All the women make an oooh and aaah sound, an expression of pure awe on their faces, but I can’t turn around to see what’s there.
But then I see them.
Two tall men walk past me, and they head straight toward the edge of the stage. They’re both shirtless and barefoot, the only clothing on their bodies a pair of pants, which they quickly take care of; they go down on their knees right on the edge of the stage, and a lot of female hands dart straight to their crotches. Buttons popped open and zippers pulled down, the men go back up to their feet and allow the women to simply pull their pants down. A few daring women reach up and, grabbing at their boxers and cocks, pull their underwear down; the moment they’re completely naked, they finally turn on their heels to face me, their cocks already hard and pulsing with untamable hunger.
And that’s when I realize that they’re both wearing masks—one black mask, one white mask. Yin and Yang, I guess.
“That’s right,” Aidan tells me, noticing how my eyes widen with surprise. “They’re wearing masks because they don’t matter. They’re just instruments … Instruments I’ll use to bring you pleasure.”
Grinning, he tangles the fingers of one hand in my hair and, with the other one, he grabs his cock and points it at my mouth. He starts by brushing its tip over my lips, but then he feeds it into my mouth, his long inches rolling over my mouth.
As Aidan slides his cock inside my mouth, one of the tall muscled men walks around me and positions himself between my legs, just like Aidan did before. I tremble slightly as he places his cock against my pussy and then thrusts, but his shaft slides easily inside me; even though these men's cocks are huge by any standard, they’re not as big as Aidan’s. He’s on a whole different level.
Hanging from the ceiling, I just surrender to ecstasy as Aidan fucks my mouth and the man in the black mask ravages my pussy. The other man rolls under my body and, going to his knees, he presses his mouth against my clit. If there wasn’t a twelve-inch cock inside my mouth right now, I can guarantee you that I’d be screaming my head off.
“Fuck,” I finally breathe out as Aidan pulls out from my mouth. He still has his fingers in my hair, and so he pulls on it, forcing me to look into his eyes. I manage to keep my eyelids open, and a wide grin takes over my face. “This is unreal…” I say with a grimace, the pressure of his tongue on my clit intensifying as the other man starts thrusting harder.
“That’s it, Abby… Just let go,” Aidan tells me, looking into my eyes as I grimace. My pussy is tightening up around the man’s shaft, and I know it’s only a matter of seconds until I come again. Perhaps knowing that I’m that close to exploding, the guy licking me redoubles his pace, wrapping his lips so tightly around my clit that I can’t help but to scream.
I come just like that, a scream on my lips. Thunder and lightning fill my skull once more, the roiling of pleasure shaking me to the core. My body starts spasming so fiercely that I sway back and forth, dangling from the chains, and both men finally let go of me. That cock pops out of my pussy easily, and I hang there in emptiness on the stage, coming my brains out as hundreds of women grow purple with envy. Yeah, eat your heart out, girls.
The ropes tied around my ankles start coming down and my feet touch the floor in a matter of seconds. The moment I’m up on my feet, the masked men come to my side and, producing a key from God knows where, they open my handcuffs. I shake my arms a little bit, my muscles still numb, and take a step forward. I almost fall, my legs still weak from that mind-bending orgasm, but Aidan holds me in his arms.
“This was amazing…” I whisper, looking up at him.
“Was? Who told you this was over?” he shoots back, immediately grabbing my hips and forcing me to turn around. He makes me go down to my knees and then, his forearm across my shoulder blades, he positions me on all fours.
Kneeling behind me, Aidan starts brushing the tip of his cock against my inner lips, and then he sheaths it to the hilt. I gasp as I feel his cock sliding in and, at the same time, the two masked men position themselves in front of me, their thick masts hovering over my face.
Knowing what I have to do, I reach for one cock with one hand, and for the other with my mouth. Rolling my lips down one shaft, I start stroking the other as fast as I can, which is harder than it sounds: Aidan’s thrusting hard, and that means my body is swaying back and forth. I’m only using one hand for support so, really, it’s a miracle that I’m multi-tasking like that. I guess women really are the ultimate multi-taskers, uh? Get me a laptop and I think I can pen down a novel while I’m at it.
“Oh, fuck, I can’t --” I start to say, taking that one cock out of my mouth. I’m struggling for air, so I take a deep breath. My muscles are tensing up like a nocked arrow, and soon enough I’m going to—oh fuck!
I don’t know if it’s an orgasm or a tsunami, but I start to convulse like crazy, my whole body twitching and trembling as if I’m having a seizure. I forget about the two cocks in front of me, and I’m about to fall forward when Aidan laces me by the waist, keeping me in place.
“Where do you think you’re going?” he teases me, the sound of his voice making my insides burn up. He takes his cock out of my pussy and, not letting go of me, brushes its tip up and down the length of my ass crack.