The week of the party had finally arrived, and her body was humming with anticipation. She had been teasing her OnlyFans subscribers all week, sending them tantalizing glimpses of her lingerie-clad body, her red hair cascading over her shoulders. But she had been a good girl, saving her pussy for the party, no collaborations, just live shows online. On Wednesday, Zoe sat at her vanity, her makeup brushes poised in her hands, her mind racing with excitement as she waited for Jasmine to answer her call. It had been a long week of anticipation, and she needed to vent, to share her enthusiasm with someone who understood.
“Jasmine, it’s Zoe,” she said as soon as her friend picked up the phone. “I can’t sit here another minute without talking to you. I’m going crazy with anticipation. Are you all set for Saturday
Jasmine’s voice on the other end of the line was quick to respond, equally eager.
“Oh, God, yes, I’ve been counting down the days. My week has been fucking boring as hell, but I’ve been so horny I started bringing toys to work. I’ve been sneaking off to the bathroom to get myself off just to make it through the day.”
Zoe laughed, her voice a low rumble of amusement. “You naughty little slut, using the office bathroom to get yourself off? That’s fucking hot. I bet your boss wouldn’t mind if he knew.” Zoe sighed, her voice thick with desire. But we’ve talked about it before. The anticipation is making it all that much sweeter. I can’t wait to finally let loose and just fuck like there’s no tomorrow.” Jasmine’s excitement was palpable through the phone, and Zoe found herself grinning.
“So, are you ready to get everything sorted for the big night? We’ve got to look our best for our little orgy,” Zoe teased, her voice low and sultry.
Jasmine laughed, a wicked sound that made Zoe’s pussy throb. “Hell yes, I’m ready. So, what’s the plan? Should we meet Friday and get all our pampering done? Manicures, waxing, the works. Then maybe hit the town for some cocktails to celebrate?”
Zoe nodded, even though Jasmine couldn’t see her. “Sounds like a plan to me, babe. Let’s meet at that fancy spa on Bond Street, the one with the gold-plated everything.
We’ll treat ourselves like the queens we are before our little gangbang,” Zoe said, her voice bubbling with excitement.
Goodbye, Jaz. Looking forward to seeing you tomorrow,” Zoe said before she hung up the phone, her heart still racing with anticipation. She took a deep breath, her eyes scanning the room as she considered what was to come.
She set the phone down and quickly picked it up again, her thumbs eagerly typing out a message to Tom.
“Hey, Tom. Any updates on the gangbang? How are the guys looking? And are we good to go for Saturday?”
As she hit send, Zoe couldn’t help but let out a giggle, her body tingling with excitement. She loved the thrill of the unknown, the exhilaration of planning something so daring and taboo. She knew Mark was right; twenty hard cocks were a lot, but she and Jasmine were up for the challenge. They had been practicing, after all, and the thought of being surrounded by so many eager men sent shivers down her spine.
Her phone buzzed almost immediately with a response from Tom. She eagerly unlocked it, her eyes scanning the message.
“Hey, Zoe. Everything’s going great.
The guys are all confirmed, and they couldn’t be more excited. We’re all set for Saturday. Can’t wait to see you both there. Let’s make it a night to remember. Tom’s message filled Zoe with a surge of excitement, her heart pounding in her chest. She quickly typed out a response, her fingers dancing over the screen.
“Fuck yeah, I can’t wait either. Jasmine and I are going to look fucking incredible. We’ll be the sluttiest queens at the party. Can’t wait to see all those hard cocks waiting for us.
As she hit send, she couldn’t help but let out a moan, her body already aching with desire.
Tom texted back “The apartment is booked, and it’s a beauty. A penthouse in Kensington, with stunning views of the city. It’s got a huge open space for the party, and a separate room with a king-sized bed that’ll be perfect for you two queens to rule over. And a little extra detail: all the guys will be wearing masks. It’ll add to the anonymity and secrecy of the night. Let’s make it a night to remember.”
“Thanks, Tom. Roll on Saturday. I can’t wait to see all those hard cocks waiting for Jasmine and me.” She hit send and smiled at her reflection, her heart pounding with excitement. She couldn’t wait to feel those twenty hard cocks, to be surrounded by so much raw, animalistic desire
She had dreamt of this moment for weeks, and now it was finally here. It was Saturday afternoon, and Zoe stood in front of the penthouse apartment’s grand double doors, her heart pounding with anticipation. She could hear the faint sound of deep house music playing from inside, and she knew Jasmine must have already arrived. Tom had texted her earlier, confirming that everything was set up and ready to go. She took a deep breath, her hand hovering over the doorbell, and then pressed it firmly.
The door creaked open, revealing Tom, dressed in a sharp suit and a smirk. “Welcome, welcome, Zoe” he said, waving them inside. Zoe stepped in, her heels clicking against the polished marble floor, her eyes widening as she took in the opulent space.
Jasmine was already there, sipping on a glass of champagne, her eyes scanning the room as she admired the high ceilings, plush velvet furniture, and the grand chandelier that hung from the center. She turned to Zoe, a wicked grin spreading across her face, her eyes sparkling with excitement.
“Zoe, you made it!” Jasmine exclaimed, setting her glass down on a nearby table and rushing over to embrace her friend. “Tom’s been keeping the champagne flowing, and the place looks fucking incredible. I can’t even imagine what it’s going to be like once all the guys get here.”
Zoe grinned, her eyes taking in the spacious living room, the chic furniture, and the hint of the bedroom beyond, where a king-sized bed dominated the space.
“This place is incredible, Tom. You’ve outdone yourself.”
Tom nodded, a satisfied smile on his face. “Glad you like it. The guys will be here in a few hours, so I wanted to run through some ground rules for the night.” He paused, his eyes scanning the room to ensure he had both Zoe and Jasmine’s attention. “First, everyone will be masked. Anonymity is key to making this a night to remember. Second, consent is paramount. If at any time either of you, or any of the guys, isn’t comfortable, we stop. No questions asked.” He looked at each of them in turn, his gaze steady and serious. “And finally, no cameras. This is a private event, and we want to keep it that way.
I’ve had all the guys tested, so we’re clear there. Are you two still up for no condoms?” Tom’s voice was serious, his eyes searching theirs for any hint of hesitation. Zoe met his gaze steadily, her voice confident and sure. “Yes, we’re still up for it, we want to be filled up and covered with spunk. Jasmine nodded in agreement, her eyes gleaming with anticipation. “OK, says Tom. Are you up for anal sex? I need to ask. And if so, are you up for DP?”
Zoe’s breath hitched slightly at the thought, her heart pounding with anticipation. She had dabbled in anal play before, but never with multiple partners at once. She turned to Jasmine, her eyes searching her friend’s face for any hesitation. Jasmine’s smile was steady, her eyes reflecting the same excitement that Zoe felt. “We’re game,” Zoe said, her voice barely above a whisper, her body already tingling with the thought of what was to come. Tom’s smile widened, his eyes flicking between the two women. “Perfect , I will brief the guys .
The masks are right here,” Tom said, stepping aside to reveal a table adorned with a selection of elegant, venetian-style masks in various colors and designs. He picked up two black masks with delicate golden filigree and held them out to Zoe and Jasmine. “These will add a touch of mystery and anonymity to the night. Please, help yourselves.” Zoe and Jasmine exchanged excited glances before eagerly taking the masks from Tom. They slipped them on, the silky material cool against their skin, and turned to face each other, their eyes meeting through the ornate holes. “We look like naughty debutantes at a masquerade ball,” Jasmine giggled, twirling around and admiring her reflection in the ornate mirror that hung on the wall. Zoe laughed, her eyes sparkling with amusement and anticipation. “Indeed, we do.
We’ll call you if we need anything,” Zoe said, her voice filled with determination as she adjusted her mask. Tom nodded, his gaze flicking between the two women. “And don’t worry, I’ve known all these guys for years. They’re all here for the same reason: to have a good time and make sure you two are taken care of. But just in case anything does happen, I’ll be here all night, so don’t hesitate to call me. I’ll deal with any issues immediately.” With those reassuring words, Tom stepped back, his hands lifted in a gesture of finality. “Well, I’ll let you two get ready. The guys will start arriving in about an hour. Make yourselves comfortable and enjoy the preparations.” Tom turned and walked away, leaving Zoe and Jasmine alone in the sumptuous penthouse.
Jasmine immediately turned to the ornate mirror that hung on the wall, her eyes scanning her reflection as she adjusted her mask. “You don’t think this mask makes my nose look too big, do you?” Jasmine asked, her eyes darting to Zoe for reassurance. Zoe chuckled, her gaze following her friend’s in the mirror. “Not at all, Jaz. You look gorgeous, like a dark, seductive angel ready to sin. Besides, who cares what they think? We’re here to have fun and be fucked senseless, not win a beauty pageant.”
Jasmine’s eyes sparkled with mischief as she turned to face Zoe, her hands resting on her hips. “That’s the spirit, sister. You know, I’ve been thinking—we should start the night off right.
Let’s have some drinks to loosen up,” Zoe suggested, her eyes twinkling with excitement as she turned to the elegant bar cart in the corner of the room. She sauntered over to it, her hips swaying provocatively, and began rummaging through the selection of liquors.
Jasmine laughed, her voice laced with amusement as she watched her friend’s playful antics. “Sounds like an excellent plan to me. I could use a little liquid courage before we dive into this gangbang,” she said, joining Zoe at the bar cart and pouring them each a generous glass of champagne. Zoe clinked glasses with Jasmine, her eyes sparkling with anticipation.
“Let’s get changed and shower, darling. We’ve got some pre-party prep to do.”
The apartment was a luxurious haven, with sleek, modern furniture and soft, ambient lighting that cast an intimate glow over the space. The scent of expensive candles filled the air, mingling with the faint, sweet smell of the orchids that adorned the surfaces. Zoe led Jasmine past the marble-clad kitchen, where an energy station was set up, complete with a variety of energy drinks, protein bars, and fresh fruit to refuel the guys once they have cum. She gestured to the spread with a grin, “Tom’s thought of everything, hasn’t he? A veritable smorgasbord of dick-refueling delights.” Jasmine chuckled.
“Damn, he’s not kidding. We’ll make sure to save room for some of those energy drinks later. Now, let’s go get undressed and cleaned up together.” She winked at Zoe, taking her hand and leading her towards the bedroom.
As they entered the lavishly decorated room, Zoe felt a thrill of excitement. The king-sized bed dominated the space, its pristine white sheets inviting and luxurious. She turned to Jasmine, her smile widening. “You know what? We should make this night all the more memorable by showering together. It’ll help get us in the mood and remind us why we’re here.” Jasmine’s eyes sparkled with mischief, her grin mirroring Zoe’s excitement. “I couldn’t agree more.
Let’s make a night to remember,” Zoe said, her voice laced with excitement as she began to unzip the back of her tight, black dress. Jasmine grinned, her fingers already working on the buttons of her blouse, her eager eyes not leaving Zoe’s for a moment. The two women moved in sync, their clothes falling away in a tangle of fabric on the plush bedroom carpet. As Zoe stepped out of her dress, she felt a thrill of anticipation, her body already tingling with desire. She turned to Jasmine, her eyes scanning her friend’s slim figure, clad only in a lace bra and matching thong.
“Damn, Jaz, you look incredible,” Zoe breathed, her voice thick with admiration.
Jasmine returned the compliment, her eyes roaming over Zoe’s perfectly proportioned body clad in nothing but a black lace thong. Zoe smiled, her heart pounding with excitement, and reached out her hand to Jasmine. “Come on, let’s make this night even more unforgettable. They stepped into the shower together, the warm water cascading over their bare skin, sending shivers of anticipation down their spines.
They paused for a moment, their eyes locking, a silent shared understanding passing between them. They were in this together, ready to take on the night and the men who were about to arrive.
As they were putting the final touches on their makeup, the bedroom door creaked open, and Mark poked his head in. “The guys are starting to arrive,” he said, his eyes dancing with excitement. “I’ll get them set up in the living area. You two stay in here until they’re all settled. We want to make a dramatic entrance.” He winked at them, and with a final nod, he closed the door, leaving the women to their final preparations.
Zoe and Jasmine exchanged eager glances, their hearts pounding with anticipation. They knew that this was it—the moment they had been waiting for. They quickly finished their makeup, their hands steadying as they applied the final touches of lipstick. It was time to become the seductive queens they had always wanted to be.
As they slipped into their skimpiest lingerie, Zoe and Jasmine couldn’t help but admire their reflections in the mirror. Zoe’s red hair cascaded over her shoulders, framing her pale skin and the black lace bra and thong that hugged her curves. Jasmine’s dark locks tumbled down her back, accentuating her sultry beauty in a matching set of deep purple. They raised their half-empty champagne flutes to each other, a bubbly toast to the night ahead.
“To new adventures, my dear,” Jasmine said, her voice sultry and excited. Zoe clinked her glass against Jasmine’s, a wicked grin spreading across her face. “To fucking the night away,” she added, her heart pounding with anticipation.
With a final glance at their reflections, they slipped on their masks, the silky material sliding into place, the ornate filigree framing their faces. Their eyes met in the mirror, sparkling with shared excitement and determination. Zoe raised an eyebrow, a wicked grin spreading across her face. “Ready to make this night one for the history books?”
They made their way into the living area, their heels clicking against the polished floor, their eyes wide with anticipation. The room was filled with men, their masks already in place, their eyes gleaming with excitement and desire. All the furniture had been removed or pushed back to create a vast, open space, with two large, flat couches—more like beds—positioned in the center of the room. Mark had thought of everything, ensuring that the layout was perfect for the debauchery that was about to unfold.
He clapped his hands together, drawing the attention of the masked men who stood scattered around the room. “Gentlemen, meet Zoe and Jasmine,” he announced, his voice laced with excitement. “They’re greedy, horny babes who don’t want to know your names or your star signs. They just want your cocks. So, let’s give them what they want, shall we?”
The room erupted in a chorus of cheers and catcalls, the air suddenly thick with palpable desire. Zoe and Jasmine stood side by side, their hearts pounding with anticipation as they took in the scene before them. The men were a mix of ages and builds, their masks adding an air of mystery and anonymity that only heightened the excitement.
Among them were a few black men, their muscles bulging under their suits, their eyes gleaming with desire. Zoe and Jasmine exchanged a quick glance, their bodies tingling with anticipation at the sight of the mixed group. They had talked about their fantasies, and the idea of being taken by men of different races only added to the thrill of the night.
Zoe stepped forward, her voice steady and confident, commanding the attention of the room. “Gentlemen,” she began, her eyes scanning the eager faces, “I’m Zoe, and this is my friend Jasmine. We’re here tonight to have some fun, and we hope you are too.” She paused, her gaze sweeping over the crowd, a wicked grin spreading across her face. “You see, we’re cum sluts. We love cock, and we love cum. We want it all, and we want it now.”
The room erupted into a chorus of cheers and whoops, the men’s excitement palpable. Zoe raised her hand, silencing the crowd, and continued. “So, if you’re ready to give us what we want, let’s get this party started. But first, we want to see what we’re working with.
So, gentlemen, let’s see those hard cocks,” Zoe demanded, her voice laced with a commanding authority that both surprised and excited her. The room fell silent for a moment, the air thick with anticipation, before the men began to comply, their hands eagerly unfastening their belts and unzipping their pants. Zoe and Jasmine stood side by side, their eyes wide with anticipation as they watched the parade of cocks spring free, each one different in size and shape, all glistening with desire.
Jasmine let out a low whistle, her eyes scanning the room with appreciation. “Damn, that’s a lot of dick,” she murmured, her voice filled with awe and lust. Zoe grinned, her eyes sparkling with excitement as she surveyed the eager men before her.
She took a deep breath, her heart pounding with anticipation and desire. “Let’s do this,” she murmured, her voice steady and confident.
