House Slut - S01 E77

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House Slut - S01 E77

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 77

The distribution completed Karen picked up her tablet again as the door to the outside open and a man swaggered in. All eyes turned to him in surprise at the intrusion and Tegan felt slightly vulnerable at this latecomer strolling in off the street while she stood naked in a strange house, but there was no apparent concern.

“Stan. How nice of you to join us.”

“Thanks.” He dropped his bag and saluted, openly scanning the ladies in the room with a grin, openly ogling each of them in turn as he began to pull off his shirt and slip out of his jeans. Jennifer tried pointedly to ignore him and half turned away with her hands folded in front of her crotch, apparently irritated that he was in this space. Tegan was not concerned, she figured a whole bunch of people were going to see her nude shortly. The other ladies seemed similarly not to care and Tegan wondered if they’d worked with Stan before. As he undressed Tegan couldn’t help but be impressed. He wasn’t the biggest guy she’d ever seen but his muscles were extraordinarily well defined. He reminded her somewhat of Brad Pitt in Fight Club, which had been a guilty pleasure movie for her in high school. His pants came off to reveal an impressive cock, not quite to the degree of Trevor but somewhere above Sam. He cleared his throat and she snapped out of her daze, realising she’d been staring.

Karen returned her attention to her tablet.

“We are expecting a dozen guests. Five couples and two single men. We assume as usual that the single men will most likely want the attention of our red choker, while the couples will likely to take an interest in the black chokers. Of course, ultimately that decision lies with the guests.” She finished typing something on her tablet. “The guests should begin arriving in the next twenty minutes. Please use that time for any last minute bathroom visits and any other hygiene needs.”

Tegan didn’t need to go to the bathroom and had freshly showered before driving over so she didn’t feel the need to attend to anything and took a seat to settle her mind with some music from her phone. As she was untangling her supposedly anti-tangle headphones, Stan’s lower half moseyed into her field of view, his half-erect cock bobbing indecently in her general direction. She glanced up at him, trying to ignore it.

“Can I help you?”

“Stan.” He offered her hand.

“Tegan.” She said curtly. She assumed Stan was hitting on her and it seemed improper for him to be doing so while they were all naked and, not to put a fine point on it, about to become sex workers.

“First time?”

“Yes.” Tegan signed giving up the fight with her headphones and allowing herself to be distracted.

“Thought so.” Stan said, taking the fact Tegan was no longer trying to use her phone as an invitation to sit by her. “Saw you checking me out earlier.”

“So?” Tegan said defensively. “It’s not like you weren’t ogling all of us when you walked in.”

“Just an observation.” He said. “I see you have the black choker.”

“Another astute observation.” Tegan replied sardonically. He was obviously being suggestive, she knew there was no question he was thinking about her performing fellatio, most likely on him. “Are you going somewhere with this?”

“Well…”

“No.” Tegan pointedly turned away from him and resumed disentangling her headphones.

“Aw, how come?”

“Because I don’t want to. Besides, shouldn’t you be saving that for the show.”

“Honey, I can go all night. Don’t you worry about me.”

“Oh, I won’t.” She finally got her earbuds in her ear and pointedly hit the play button on her phone as pop music drowned out Stan’s retort. Defeated he walked away and started to veer towards Jennifer who shot him down with a savage glare, before heading over to Madison and Kuniko, presumably to break the ice before the show.

What a shame Tegan thought. Stan had the body and looks but his personality was a huge turnoff. She felt bad for Madison and Kuniko and wondered if Stan’s professional side would make it tolerable to work with him.



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The doors opened into a large dining hall. Classical music was playing and the room was lit with soft lighting. There was a large but low dining table in the centre of the room adorned with blankets and cushions, and she assumed this was where the main performance would take place. Masks on, the main performers entered the room first, Stan with Madison on his left arm and Kuniko on his right. Behind them Jennifer and Tegan flanked Tracey before they each broke off to disperse themselves through the room. The guests were all wearing hooded cloaks with masks, and from what she could see, were all nude underneath them. She supposed the cloaks made it easier to distinguish guests versus workers. The dozen guests were standing in small clumps, apparently having been making polite conversation over glasses of sparkling wine, but they all turned to watch the performers enter, watching impassively behind their masks. Tegan noticed the men all wore full masks while the women wore half masks, presumably because they were more likely to have need of their mouths in this setting. It was hard to tell but in most cases the men seemed significantly older than their female companions and she assumed that the companions mostly fell on the ‘mistress’ side of the table. The two single men were standing on the far side of the room and Tracey made a beeline to set herself up nearby, assuming as per Karen’s housekeeping speech that they would be her most likely candidates. Jennifer headed towards the group of two couples standing together, while Tegan broke off towards the other three couples.

Stan led his partners to the table/stage and helped them up with the assistance of a footstool, and they then turned to help him up together, making it look at graceful as possible. Watching from across the room Tegan assumed that the guests were all either familiar with, or had been briefed on the proceedings, as there was no further ado. Madison and Kuniko slowly sank onto the cushions together and began kissing and touching, taking their time as Stan sat nearby, just watching. One of the couples near Tegan drew closer to the table for a better view as Kuniko kissed her way down Madison’s chest and delved between her legs, Madison arching her back and moaning softly as Kuniko went to work, using her tongue to explore between the blonde’s lower lips. Stan reached out and started gently caressing Madison’s breasts, lazily dragging his fingers across her skin and playing with her nipples.

As more of the couples drew closer one of the masked men near Jennifer drew his partner closer and slipped his hand inside her cloak, beginning to discreetly masturbate her. The woman beckoned Jennifer closer with a small wave and began to touch her small breasts as she approached. Jennifer moved hesitantly, keeping her arms by her sides seemingly wondering if she should be reciprocating in some way. Abruptly the woman pulled Jennifer into a kiss and slid her hand between her thighs. From Jennifer’s footing it seemed clear to Tegan that she had at least one finger inside her, and she gently rested her hands on the woman’s face as they kissed.

Distracted by the main performance and watching Jennifer from across the room Tegan had not noticed one of the couples approach her from behind and she felt a semi-hard cock pressing against her ass as the man groped her small chest. Why she did not personally have any objection, she reminded herself she wore a black choker and hoped the man would not try to take things too far, lest there be some discord with Tracey who so far seemed to be getting no attention from the two single men just yet. She slid a hand between their bodies and gently took the man in her hand, slowly stroking him as he pinched her nipples. She sensed a movement in front of her and glanced down to find the man’s partner kneeling in front of her an instant before she ran her hands up the insides of Tegan’s thighs, coaxing her feet apart before sliding a finger inside her and bringing her mouth to Tegan’s slit, her soft tongue parting and exploring her folds.