Georgia - S01 E43

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Georgia - S01 E43

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 43

The gist of what they were saying was they thought that I was a slut.

As I retreated from the edge I thought about what I’d heard and I had to agree with them. What’s more, I felt proud of that.

When the 2 men let me slide down to the floor my hands slid down and found 2 hard cocks. I looked up at the men and smiled. Then I started wanking them.

“This is what sluts do isn’t it?” I thought as my hands went up and down.

I looked up to the 2 men and saw that neither of them was unhappy about what I was doing so I got down onto my knees and licked the tip of first one, then the other cock. I felt both cocks twitch and maybe get a little harder.

Getting no objections, my mouth alternated between sucking the 2 cocks, taking them deep into my throat.

I was just getting really into doing that when I felt the third man lifting my hips so that I was on my legs but bent forwards to be able to suck the cocks.

Then I felt the third man’s cock pressing against my pussy. I shuffled my feet apart and felt the cock penetrate my hole.

Then I felt some pain and I heard the man behind me swear and withdraw.

I quickly realised what the source of the problem was and I put my right hand under me and to my pussy. Then I squeezed the egg out and into my hand.

Putting the egg onto the floor I was able to concentrate on the 2 cocks in front of me. I waggled my butt a little and soon felt the cock behind me ram hard into me.

It didn’t take long for all 3 cocks to erupt, one inside my vagina and the other 2 onto my face. As I felt them start to cum I’d backed off the one that I was sucking and looked up to both their faces. With my mouth open I was quickly rewarded with 2 lots of man cum shooting at my face.

When the cock inside my hole withdrew I stood up and licked up the man cum that my tongue could reach and swallowed it whilst still looking into the men’s faces.

I was just finishing that when I heard someone clapping. I turned my head to see the girl that had been in the changing room when I went in. She was still naked and grinning as she clapped her hands. In Spanish she said,

“That was quite some performance Georgia. I like the egg touch. How would you like to get paid for doing that?”

In Spanish, I asked her what she meant.

Changing to English, she told me that she worked at a club that put on live sex shows, and since I had done just that with 3 men that she doubted that I knew, she wondered if I would consider doing that professionally.

“Oh, I don’t know. It’s one thing having sex with strangers in a quiet place like this but in front of an audience is something completely different. I don’t think that I could.”

“Oh I think that you could Georgia, it’s not just in here, I watched you in the workout room and you were really enjoying being naked and cumming in front of all those men.”

“Well yes, I can’t deny that but …… I don’t know.”

I was verbally being a bit shy but my pussy was gushing and my brain was saying,

“Yes, yes, yes; when do I start?”

“Tell you what Georgia, have that shower that you haven’t finished yet then we’ll talk some more. Mind you don’t stand on your little toy; you definitely don’t want to damage that.”

I smiled, picked up my shampoo and turned the nearest shower on.

I looked round and saw the 3 men finishing their showers and I watched their cute butts as they walked out. The girl was still stood there watching me, and the 3 men.

When I’d finished showering and cleaning my egg I went to my locker and got dried. The girl was at the other side of the room getting dressed. I noted that she didn’t put any underwear on under her micro skirt and tank top. I was just slipping on my dress on when the girl turned and walked over to me.

“So Georgia, have you been thinking about it?”

“What sort of sex shows are they?”

“All sorts, we change them just about every night.”

“I mean, is it just fucking in front of an audience?”

“Tell you what Georgia, come and have a drink with me and I’ll tell you more. I’m Daniella by the way.”

I put my hand out to shake Daniella’s hand then said,

“Okay then, why not. This sounds interesting.

We walked out into reception where Pedro said goodbye and again said,

“Same routine next time Georgia; but more reps.”

“Okay.” I replied; then whispered to Daniella,

“I wonder if he means getting naked as well?”

“Probably.” Daniella replied.

As we walked down the street Daniella said,

“You are 18 aren’t you Georgia? It’s just that you don’t look it.”

“Yes, of course. Here, I’ve got my I.D. card in my purse.”

Daniella said that she was happy to take my word for it but by the time she’d finished talking I had the card in my hand.

“So you’re a dancer then?”

“No, but I applied for the card to save carrying my passport around with me.”

“I like the photos, not many girls are lucky enough to have nude photos on their I.D. cards.”

I smiled and thought a quick ‘thank you’ to Pau. Daniella took me to a quiet little bar that looked to be only used by the locals. As we walked in a couple of old men watched us. Daniella took me to a table where the 2 old men could watch us. As we sat down she said,

“I like to let the old men look at me so that they can dream about what they can’t have.”

“You big tease.” I replied as a young girl came over and asked us what we wanted.

“Cuatro tequila por favor.” Daniella replied.

“Right Georgia; the club has about 10 different themed sex show ranging from medieval torture to naughty school girls to fucking machines to outright humiliation to just dancing and fucking. How does that sound?”

“Do any of the girls actually get hurt?”

“No, not really, a few red marks but nothing that’s still visible the next night. If it were the girl wouldn’t be able to perform until she was healed. It’s all for show.”

“You included fucking machines; I’ve never been fucked by a machine before.”

Daniella smiled and said,

“Girl, you’ve never been fucked until you’ve been fucked by a good machine.”

“Sounds fun; there’s no drugs involved in any of this is there?”

“Absolutely not. Maybe the odd puff of a cigarette if you’re playing a naughty schoolgirl or the odd tequila or two. Oh, and getting fucked by the odd beer or wine bottle. Did I mention that all the men that work there are chosen because of the size of their cocks? All are bigger than those you took back at the gym.”

“Wow; so how many nights a week would I have to work?”

“That’s up to you; some girls only work one per week, others work 4 or even 5. I only work 2. Oh, the boss likes the girls to work at least a Friday or a Saturday each week. There’s a rota that you write your name on. It usually has the name of the theme on it so that you know what you’re going to be doing.”

“That sounds quite good; so how much does it pay then?”

I wasn’t really interested in the money but I didn’t want Daniella or the club management to know that.

“A thousand per performance; for the girls that is. The men only get half that. The boss says that it’s something to do with supply and demand.”

“I laughed and replied,

“Poor men.”

“Don’t feel sorry for them girl; they get their rocks off every time.”

“Are you saying that you don’t orgasm during performances Daniella?”

“Not always. I do fake it a few times. One of the girls says that she never cums and that she fakes it all the time.”

“Wow; I don’t think that I’d have that problem.”

We downed our second tequila then Daniella got some money out. I offered to pay but she insisted. It was only 4 Euros anyway.

“So Georgia; are you still interested?”

“Yes.”

“Right, we’ll go and see the boss and see what he thinks of you. I can’t see it being a problem; he likes girls that look very young. He’ll want to see you without the dress and probably want to fuck you; will that be a problem?”

“Not unless he’s big, fat and ugly.”

“No, he’s definitely not any of those; and he’s got a big cock.”

“None of the men performers have cocks that hang below their knees have they? Because if they have I don’t think that I could take one that long.”

“Don’t worry Georgia, you may only be small but you’ll be able to take every one of the guys.”

“Not all at the same time I hope.”

We both laughed then got into a taxi for the short ride to the club. As the taxi pulled up I made a note of the name of the club and the street. Both sounded vaguely familiar from the list that Pau had given me. I was feeling good; things were going the way that I wanted.