The Alcove: Part 5

Voices. Lots of them. All voices were male, although it seemed like I did hear one or two women in the mix. I wondered if all fifty men had shown up at once or if my anxiety made the number of voices seem larger than was reality. Still, they were there. They were all going to see my naked ass and pussy hanging outside the glory hole and my picture hanging above my ass. I bit my fingernails anxiously. I didn’t know if I wanted all of them to fuck me or none of them. I was a nervous wreck. I drank another glass of wine.

I heard a male voice moan and glanced at the screen to find Leah and Katy already busy sucking cocks. I figured this was to help get the men started since they too were probably a bit anxious. Getting hard while anxious was not easy, according to Kale, who had described how this was common at swinger parties during dinner earlier that evening.  Katy and Leah were hungrily taking cocks down their throat. As soon as they got one man hard, they disappeared, and then another semi-flaccid cock reappeared.  I felt my pussy swell and get wet. Watching them get guys ready to come fuck me was thrilling. My nerves were on point with anticipation versus uncertainty. I was getting hungry for some cock too.

“Oh my god look at that ass!” I heard a man say from behind me. His thick hand squeezed my ass cheek and I jumped. I started to laugh and said, “why thank you!”  He rubbed my ass a little more and then slowly ran a finger down my wet pussy.”

“If this is your picture, you’re so fucking beautiful,” he said.

“It’s me,” I said fighting a moan. It was strange not to be able to see his face and only rely totally on the sensation of his finger moving up and down on my pussy. I had to fight the urge to say fuck me already!  The sensation was surreal. I suppose it was like being blindfolded where you have to rely on your imagination of what’s going on with your body. But mostly it was total sensation of touch and a bit of vulnerability that the man on the other side of the wall had complete control. All I had to do was, well, enjoy everything. The visual stimulation added to the fun. I could see my girls all in various stages of anxiousness, ecstasy, and exhaustion as the night unfolded.

“I’m going to go say hello to the other girls,” he said. “But when I come back, I’m going to fuck that sexy pussy hard. How does that sound?”

“You’d better,” I said, disappointed he wasn’t going to do that right that very moment.

More voices filled the room. I seriously had no idea how many were in there. Fifty could actually have been six, for all I knew. But it was clear that they were loving The Alcove’s concept and were just getting warmed up. That’s when I heard Stacia laugh, moan and then squeal, “holy fuck I’m going to come!” Through the TV monitor I saw her eyes get glassy and she bit her lip. She grabbed at the wall, pressed her hands flat bracing herself from the hardcore hand-banging she was getting. Her head flopped back and forth and she wiggled on the bench as her orgasm fired inside her. I giggled watching my roommate come. It represented the first of many orgasms that night.

I was lost in Stacia’s moment and was shocked awake with the feel of a cock tip rubbing my ass cheeks. My nerves boiled up again and I was so anxious that my legs started to tremble. It felt big and it was so hot on my naked, exposed ass. I started to shake in anticipation. I didn’t know if I would be able to do this but as soon as I felt the tip of his cock on my pussy, I nearly came. I knew then that not only could I do this, I wanted to do this. I could be totally selfish and just enjoy every sensation offered freely to me. No commitment. No expectations other than to enjoy myself.

I wrapped my hands around the bench and waited, feeling the man’s cock rub all over my ass, and along my wet pussy. It was almost painful waiting for him to fuck me. Sort of like holding your breath under water until the very last second. It was probably only moments but it felt an eternity. I tried to calm myself with slow breathing. And then…he started.

“Fuck yes,” I said to myself. “Yes!” I then said out loud.

“That’s is the sexiest ass I’ve ever seen,” the man said, his voice deep and raspy. He put the tip of his cock on my pussy. I was so wet that he started his entry easily, but nice and slow. My pussy expanded and stretched. His shaft was thick and so amazingly long. I swear he filled my entire pussy. I was shaking and on the verge of coming. The waves had started as soon as his cock tip was on me. His thick, calloused hands wrapped around my naked waist and he said, “Ready, baby?”

“Oh my god, fuck me already!” I said. He pulled back and thrust deep and hard. I squealed and pushed back against him. My pussy exploded to life and goosebumps prickled all over my body. The man’s thrusts were fast and hard. I felt his cock pulling my orgasm closer. My legs shook even more. I tried to catch my breathes between thrusts and I grabbed the side of the bench, squeezing for leverage. The butterflies disappeared and were replaced by the ecstasy waves that result from an orgasm. I came fast with the waves moving quickly throughout my body and I felt a scream escape my lips.

“Oh my god!” I squealed. “Oh my god!!!” I buried my head on the bench and released myself to the orgasm erupting inside while the man’s thrusts maintained a steady rhythm. He was so fucking big and I could barely catch my breath before my next orgasm started. I think I squealed or even screamed. I’m not sure. It was total release. Total focus on the sensation of his cock working its magic inside me. He thrust faster and with each stroke I felt him squeeze my waist harder.  I could hear his breathing getting ragged and I knew I was about to make him come. “Come on big boy,” I said bucking back to him. I tried to imagine his face contorting with that look I love seeing in a man’s eyes just before he loses control. I could only sort of imagine it, but it still was effective as my body trembled another orgasm thinking about and feeling the moment.

“Holy shit!” he said. “Damn, girl, damn!” He pumped even faster and I felt him pull out. I raised my hips wishing he hadn’t left. I felt the heat of his come fall on my ass cheek. His warm cock rubbed against my ass and I could feel him convulse against me while his orgasm racked his body. My ears were ringing but I could hear moans throughout The Alcove now. My girlfriends were all getting some action. The smell of incense seemed sharper now and the music had been turned up just above the roar of the voices. My body trembled with sensory overload, and the man, my first lover of the night, disappeared.

I did glance at the TV screens briefly to see all of my girlfriend’s bodies moving. Leah and Katy were actively giving head through their holes. Stacia was wiggling and moaning again. Heather, Gillen, and Mindy were all swaying back and forth from someone on the other side of their glory holes fucking them. Soon, the TV screens were irrelevant. I no longer watched them. I couldn’t. Each time I even thought about the TVs, I was interrupted by a new cock and a hard orgasm. I would have to find out about each of their stories the next day. There was nothing for me to do but to lose myself in the experience and remember what I could, although it was a blur after a while.

Come-covered, numb, and exhausted, I thought maybe the night was coming to a close. Fewer voices and fewer men filling me meant that surely the night was nearly over. I thought about leaving my glory hole and calling it a night when I heard the man from the beginning of the night behind me.

“I’m back,” he said.

“Sure took you long enough,” I said.

“Well, it was an easy decision,” he said. “I saved the best for last.”

“Last?” I asked.

“I’m soon to be the last man here and even though I’ve had a little bit of fun with your friends, baby, I wanted to come with nobody but you.” Somehow this flattery triggered new life in me. I mean the thought that after getting his cock sucked by both Leah and Katy, after tongue-fucking Stacia, and maybe even after fucking Heather, Gillen, and Mindy, he saved his climax for me was sort of endearing. Weird, I know. But it was about a strange attraction to me that he did this. Even though I wanted the other men who fucked me that night to come, I was mostly just using them for my pleasure. But in this man’s case, I actually wanted to please him.

“Well, sexy man, I cannot wait any longer! I need you for my final fuck tonight.” Not knowing him it was hard to figure out a compliment that would be meaningful to him.

“I’m a bit of an ass man,” he said. “How do you feel about that?” I wasn’t sure what he meant until his cock tip nudged at my asshole. I suddenly realized that not a single man had gone backdoor on me all night. My pussy was sore so the thought of a backdoor orgasm, which I had only accomplished a few times, sounded like the perfect end to the evening.

I squeezed the tube of lube beside my bench and reached back through my glory hole. Our fingers lingered with each other, petting, feeling, intimately fondling as he took the gel from my fingertips. I spread my legs a little wider for him. He gently fingered the gel inside my ass and he rubbed the lube all over with the tip of his cock . He was gentle. Slow. His fat cock held still for me to adjust. My pussy flexed and I could feel my anal orgasm already trying to trigger inside. I slowly got accustomed to his cock and he slid in a little further, then waited for me to be comfortable. His gentleness was welcomed and it teased me just enough to make me anticipate a good fucking from him. “My god you feel so good,” I said readying myself for his cock to move.  I heard him sigh and stay perfectly still. For a moment I wondered if he was coming, but I then realized that he as fighting back an orgasm. He wanted to fuck me but all the other action he already had that night made it difficult to maintain control.

“No promises on how long I can last,” he said. “You feel so amazing and your ass is just so perfect.” He squeezed my hips.

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Fuck me!” I said. “Make me come.” In a flash his cock pulled back and then thrust forward. I squealed and bucked. His hands were firm around my waist and I had to admit that he was fucking me harder than maybe any man had that entire night. A few had come within a few thrusts while others took longer and really worked me out. But none had pressed so hard and deep. I felt my eyes pop open each time he thrust forward and I moaned uncontrollably as he did so. He reached through the glory hole and reached for the crook of my elbows. He wrapped his thick, muscular hands around them and pulled my arms towards him. The leverage allowed deeper and harder thrusts. My sphincter flexed and the waves of my orgasm crashed through me. I yelled, “fucking hell! Yes! Oh fuck, I’m coming!” I felt my body seize and let my body rage inside. I heard the man groan loudly but he didn’t say anything. He didn’t have to. I felt his come fill me and he groaned with each thrust and reflex of his climax. My arms felt bruised from how hard his grasp had been during his orgasm. I started to giggle, part in complete disbelief at the insanity of the night and part in complete sexual satiation.

 

“Damn, girl, that was truly amazing!” the man said.

“You were exactly what I needed to end this night,” I said with complete honesty. It was the perfect ending. His hands released my elbows and the tenderly rubbed my ass cheeks and my lower back.

“I’m going to leave Kale my number,” the man said. “You call me when you’re back in town.”

“Sounds like I better plan for a long weekend,” I said. He slapped my ass gently and thrust one more time inside me for good measure before disappearing. I laid down on the bench and trembled. Exhausted. Satisfied. I heard the music quiet and the voices had all disappeared. I heard my girlfriends giggling and talking to each other through the walls. I couldn’t concentrate on what they were saying but I could tell they were as satisfied as I was.

I exited my glory hole and found everyone but Stacia had already exited their respective glory holes. Kale was helping her down the ladder, her legs wobbly and her face alit with a bright but tired smile. All of us had that same look. We embraced each other. Our bodies were sweaty, sex-soaked, and exhausted. But the pact was fulfilled. In the morning I would find out how the other’s night had gone. But for now, I needed a hot shower and a bed.