At the Club

With her fantastic ass, long blonde hair, light-brown tanned skin and green eyes, Monica was undoubtedly a physical 10/10; but it wasn't this quality alone that set her apart from all the immature, inexperienced young sluts. She was well known throughout town for being a tease, a temptress, but most of all a three hole slut who was hungry to fuck any time, anywhere. Monica booked a cruise twice a year for a little variety, as she'd fucked most of the good lays in town. Everything tastes better on vacation.

That same eager, playful hunger drove her towards the wildest night of her life.

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Nancy leaned against a pylon on the wharf, unconsciously wiggling and grinding imperceptibly against the weather-bleached wood. Her uniform wasn't nearly as comfortable as her normal clothes and didn't show off her best asset to her advantage, but she made do.

She was slated to join the serving crew of the approaching cruise ship; not her first time, and she felt a thrill spark in her tummy as she waited patiently for a new passenger manifest full of potential fuck buddies. She eagerly boarded the ship and was immediately put to work waitressing in the ship's restaurant.

Her first table for the night was for a Diamond Obedience Master (DOM), the highest tier of luxury available on the specialty cruise ship. This meant the table was set in a dimly lighted, secluded area that could be closed off with heavy velvet drapes. The flatware was gold with obsidian plates and bowls. Whiskey, a decanted Pinot Noir, and a variety of designer drugs were displayed on a scintillating crystal tray.

It also meant that, no matter what the woman asked, Nancy would willingly comply. She gulped heavily, wondering what kind of passenger waited for her behind the partially drawn velvet.

Nancy almost dropped the amuse-bouche when she rounded the corner to see a gorgeous middle aged woman reaching the zenith between young beauty and sex-bunny milf. There was an aura and energy around her that made Nancy a little light-headed, giddy like she hadn't felt in years.

Luckily for Nancy, Monica was a woman full of initiative and much, much more experienced than the young waitress. The blonde noticed Nancy's reaction, almost a swoon, and smiled to herself internally and flashed a brilliant, heart-melting smile to ease Nancy's nervousness.

Nancy noticed the blonde's kind smile, so Nancy's hips swayed into a swinging strut as she approached with excitement. She was getting the feeling this was going to be an exciting night, unconsciously adjusting her short skirt and apron quickly which caught Monica's eye. Something about the pleating of the skirt and the dynamism of its movements planted a tiny seed of curiosity in the fertile ground of Monica's imagination.

"How can I serve you miss?" asked Nancy politely.

Monica lightly rested her palm and fingertips against the curve of Nancy's hip, shuddering and heaving like a racehorse's flank as Monica's hand descended toward the hidden cleft between her thighs. An even more brilliant smile split Monica's face as she felt the evidence of Nancy's excitement.

"Call me Monica darling...is all this on the menu as well tonight?"" said the blonde winking at the blushing young woman.

"As soon as you finish here go to the harbor and wait for me," continued Monica.

"Ahm...hmm..o-ok," babbled Nancy, slightly confused but tremendously aroused.

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And there she was, waiting for her date at the city's port at midnight on the dot. Nancy wasn't sure about Monica's intentions, so she decided for a sporty look, a black top that left her arms and abdomen visible,black leggings with white stripes on the sides, a pair of black sneakers, and a small waist bag for her essentials.

The same could not be said for her partner.

Nancy's jaw dropped as she saw Monica coming towards her from the cruise's exit like the sluttiest Cinderella.

The sexy blonde had her hair tied in a ponytail that swung with every step. She was wearing a short green camouflage bodycon mini-dress with shoulder pads, enhancing her slim hips and modest bust.

The lower side of her ensemble was the real deal. A set of pink garters, slightly visible through her dress, attached to a pair of sheer pink thigh-high stockings. The neon pink demi bra just visible through her dress was matched by a micro thong of the same color. A pair of bubblegum pink stilettos completed the outfit.

Nancy felt the warmth in her stomach spreading when the older woman approached her waving a hand and smiling. When she Monica's Glossy pink lipstick that warmth surged into waves of wildfire.

"Hiii sweetie!" Monica said, leaning on Nancy's waist and quickly kissing her on the cheek, leaving a pink mark.

"Whoa Monica you...you are gorgeous! You should have told me to dress elegantly," said Nancy with a bit of embarrassment. Elegant, but slutty, but comfortable, confident...she didn't know how Monica pulled it off so effortlessly.

"Oh don't worry baby, you need to be comfortable tonight" replied Monica, touching Nancy's abs and tracing her fingers downward "The cab I've called should be here in a moment, I'm gonna take you to a really special place...Oh here it is!"

Nancy turned towards the street and saw a yellow cab approaching them. Monica crawled into the back seat like a cat, perfect ass just barely covered by the hem of her dress. Monica smiled at the young woman, then gave the driver an address and slid shut the window sectioning the cab from the passenger compartment.

"Where are we going?" asked Nancy.

Monica enjoyed Nancy's earnest expression as she continued to tease and seduce the inexperienced young woman.

"I'm gonna take you to a special place, a nightclub to be precise," Monica said lasciviously, running her fingertips lightly along Nancy's exposed skin. "You're going to get to show me, and everyone else, just how special you are sweetie," she breathed the words in Nancy's ear, followed by a shower of nips and licks to her neck and earlobes.

Nancy thought about her date with Monica more like a "romantic" evening, meaning that she would be her only object of desire, but now the idea of a fuck fest was much more fascinating.

"Aah...mmh...yeees," Nancy was swept away by the passion and expertise in Monica's attentions that she could communicate only through soft moans. The smell of the blonde was intoxicating, irresistible; whiskey, woodsmoke, oud, bergamot, and patchouli. Dark, spicy, and dangerous, with a vein of fuck-slut pheromones running throughout.

Nancy leaned toward Monica and planted a kiss right on that glossy mouth, hesitantly probing at Monica's soft, inviting lips.

"MMH!" moaned Monica, taken by surprise, but she didn't give up the kiss. Instead, she straddled Nancy's lap and leaned in, framing the younger woman's face in her hands.

Nancy could go on forever, tasting that gorgeous mature woman. For her part, Monica lost herself in fantasies of the rare pleasure she knew she would receive. When they finally reached their destination Monica broke the kiss, smoothed both their hair and clothing, and applied a fresh coat of vibrant lipstick.

"Follow me" said Monica winking at Nancy. In a trance the girl obeyed, hypnotized by the blonde's rolling, swaying hips.

They ended up in a small dark alley, lightened only by a glowing pink and blue neon sign: DIONYSUS. Right under that script a thick black door was guarded by two figures: a tall, rather muscular woman and another girl who was clearly older but with a much more feminine body.

Nancy's heart immediately leapt into her throat. It seemed like a very exclusive place to Nancy, who lived a modest life with little room for extravagant expenditures like a fancy nightclub. Tears welled in the corners of her eyes as insecurity, rejection, and shame warred inside her.

Monica said nothing, simply glancing from the corner of her eye while a slight smile curved the right side of her lip.

Approaching the club's entrance Monica waved a hand to the girls and Nancy could give a closer look. The girls were clearly working for the club as their uniforms suggested. They both wore a white sporty top paired with black high-cut briefs matching with black thigh-high socks with three white horizontal stripes at the top.

The taller girl was a study in contrast with a barbie-like face on a Valkyrie's body. Clearly the bouncer of the club. Long black hair tied up in a ponytail highlighted her severe but beautiful face; aquamarine eyes and a strong square jaw were her most defining facial features. Her body was dense, lean, and strong, revealing her discipline and dedication to training.

It didn't take Nancy long to realize the girl was a futa, noticing the visible bulge in her crotch.

In total contrast with her partner in crime. The other girl was in her late 30s as some light wrinkle at the sides of her dark brown eyes suggested. Her light brown straight hair was loose on her back reaching just below the neck. Her oval face and pale complexion resembled a sixteenth-century painting but her fake boobs and slightly puffy lips showed what kind of slut she was.

Her body was slender and curvy in all the right places, the tight briefs revealed a juicy camel toe that must have been a torture for the futanari bouncer to stare at.

Just as Nancy was admiring the woman she came to Monica with a hysterical cry, hugging her like a longtime friend.

"Jenny! A bitch like you could only work here! How are you doinMMPHF...MMMMH" Monica said before Jenny shoved her tongue deep inside the blonde's mouth and started groping her butt.

It was probably normal for Monica that her friend greeted her like that, Nancy was surprised but certainly excited. She wouldn't mind becoming a friend of Monica on those terms.

After some moments of kissing and groping the two women finally broke away.

"You can't imagine how much I was hoping you would come here, you will drive everyone crazy with your super whore attitude," said Jenny as she walked the two girls to the black door. Jenny placed her fingertip on a small biometric pad. In response the black door slid aside, revealing the stainless steel interior of an elevator.

It only went down.

"Oh sorry, I didn't introduce myself, how rude, my name is Jenny and this thick slice of heaven over here is Kim," the brash young woman directly addressed Nancy for the first time. Nancy's head was spinning from the trip, breathless kisses with Monica, and coming face to face with a girl...with a dick?

Kim approached Monica and lustfully eyed her from head to toe.

"So you are the famous Monica huh?"

"Do you like what you see, baby?" teased Monica, showing off with a little twirl.

"You can bet on that," replied Kim while touching her crotch.

DING! The elevator was there. Monica, Nancy and Jenny went inside.

"Stay outside sweetie, I'll promise I'll deliver one of those slow and sloppy blowjobs you love once I'm back," winked Jenny to Kim who obediently, but reluctantly, stayed outside. The door closed and the girls went down.

"One of these nights I'm gonna fuck her ass so much she won't sit for a week!" thought Kim.

"We'll have to wait a bit, unfortunately the elevator is very slow these days...super annoying," said Jenny to the couple.

Being on a slow elevator with those two beauties was far from annoying for Nancy, it was a dream.

"Tonight's hosts are a group of South American dancers and they just finished their show! The club is full of hot Latinas," said Jenny winking at Nancy.

The girl was leaning on the elevator's wall and gave her a nervous smile back.

Jenny noted the tension of the girl and approached her calmly.

"I promise you've never been anywhere like this," she kneeled in front of Nancy lasciviously.

"But see you're special, baby. I knew it the first time I laid eyes on you," continued Jenny, eyes fixed on an excited Nancy. Another powerful wave of lust, desire, and belonging washed over Nancy as Jenny leaned forward, cupping her hand over Nancy's heat and wetness.

"Remember, since you are a special guest you have complete power over every girl here. You have the permission to kiss, grope, eat out and fuck every single woman in the club, including bartenders and bottle girls whenever, wherever and in every way you like," Jenny murmured seductively.

Each word felt like a weight falling away from Nancy. She'd never felt this way, been treated this way, but such sophisticated and beautiful women. Who were complete sluts. For her.

She felt Jenny's hand slip confidently between her taut stomach and shapewear. A brief smile brightened Jenny's face as her small, delicate fingers wrapped around and withdrew Nancy's straining cock from its prison.

"Mmm I knew it, I can't believe you've been hiding this from us!"

Jenny leaned forward, mouth open, and let a thin line of saliva drip over the head and shaft. Her warm hands stroked absentmindedly as she gazed at Nancy from her knees.

Nancy was speechless. She was receiving a handjob. Right there on an elevator. By a girl she just met. Friend of the sexiest woman on the planet.

She could easily believe this was a dream. But Jenny was there to remind her that this was damn real.

"Aww, you look so nervous sweetie. Let me ease the tension for you baby, just relax and enjoy".

And with that, Jenny lifted Nancy's cock and started lapping and kissing her balls.

"Ooh...oh so good," Nancy moaned from the good, unexpected attention her dick was having.

Monica, who was touching herself during the whole conversation moved near Nancy putting one hand on her shoulder and grabbed her dick with the other, removing Jenny's hand, stroking vigorously.

"We need to finish this before the elevator reaches the floor," said Monica.

Nancy's heart skipped the moment Monica's hand took control. Her perfect, manicured fingers barely couldn't meet around the girth of the shaft. Irritated that Jenny had jumped the gun, she used the young slut's mouth to lubricate Nancy's cock as punishment. Neither seemed to mind.

"Mmph...shit I think I'm already...aahn," Nancy moaned, leaning her face towards Monica's shoulder while squeezing her delicious butt. Jenny stopped her ministrations on Nancy's balls and just looked up at her with her tongue out, waiting for the inevitable.

Monica didn't stop stroking and squeezing while Nancy's first load of the night covered Jenny's lips, cheeks, nose, and forehead. In a matter of seconds, Nancy covered Jenny's face in a white, thick layer of cum.

"Goood girl!" cheered the blonde, "Let it all out...Mmmh...you'll have to do this many more times tonight!"

"Oh wow ahah!" giggled the brunette "You cum a lot!"

The hostess enjoyed every moment and started lapping up the last spurts of cum. Monica leaned down, kissing Nancy's cock briefly. She locked eyes with Jenny, but the brunette only giggled again and closed her eyes. Monica started licking and lapping the cum off Nancy's face, then deposited it back in her mouth with slow, deep kisses.

With a loud thump the elevator stopped. Bass beats pulsed from beyond the doors.

The bell dinged. The doors swept open.

Apparently, the DIONYSUS looked like an average disco club. It develops in length, on the left there was the counter with many bartenders and bottle girls, they were all dressed like Jenny and Kim.. Circular stools were fixed at the foot of the counter where clients could drink, chat and many other lascivious things. On the opposite wall, on the right side of the room, there were several semicircular sofas where guests could entertain each other in imaginative ways.

All the women were stunning, fit, and varied in stature and appearance from cultures across the world. Nancy's cock jumped when she noticed several other futas enjoying the attention of the beautiful women; it was practically an open-air fuck-fest.

And none of the women could hold a candle to Monica. Nancy's heart raced.

Beside this "normal" appearance it was instantly clear to Nancy what a futa club could offer and she couldn't believe she had never been to one before.

"Enjoy the night baby, this was just the beginning," Jenny winked at Nancy.

"Mmh you're such a slut," said Monica to her friend. And with that, she licked Nancy's cum off her face and kissed her passionately one last time.

Monica laced her fingers through Nancy's and gave her a quick kiss on the cheek; despite Nancy's eagerness, Monica knew she would be feeling equal parts nervous and excited. She couldn't help but feel a pang of genuine affection for the young dickgirl.

Monica confidently stepped out of the elevator still licking up the last traces of Nancy's cum. Nancy floated along beside her like Cinderella at the ball.

Right now, on the sofas, two bottle girls were taking turns slurping and gagging on the hard, veiny cock of a lucky guest. At the same time, right at the counter, one of the Latina dancers was getting double stuffed by two greedy futa clients. The music merged with the cries and moans of ecstasy.

"Sweetie, I need to adjust my make up after our little show on the lift," giggled Monica. "Why don't you wait for me and have a drink just to loosen up a bit. Everyone here knows you're with me, which means everything here is yours for the taking. No limits," the older woman winked at Nancy and left for the bathroom, catching more than one lustful glance as she strutted away.

Nancy sat and waited her turn to order something strong, just as Monica demanded. Despite Monica, Jenny, and her experience on the elevator, Nancy still didn't feel 100% secure. This was the first time she'd ever encountered anything like this. Maybe one drink would not be enough.

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In the bathroom, Monica was adjusting her makeup in the mirror just above the sink. Luckily for her the place was empty, so she could do her things without any dick flying around to distract her. Unfortunately, things were not going to be so easy for the slutty blonde.

Monica gasped when the door slammed open. Her eyes widened whenshe saw that huge girl that was Jenny's partner with a raging expression, looking around like a predator searching for its prey. "There you are!" growled Kim, noticing the blonde.

"Wait wait! What's the matter?" asked Monica alarmed by Kim's aggressive posture as she cornered her against the sink.

"Jenny won't give me my nightly blowjob! All because she already sucked off that friend of yours!" Kim was now pressing her into the blonde's rear, trapping her between her crotch and the sink. Monica felt a shock of alarm and arousal jolt through her when she felt the Amazon's hard cock pressing into her ass.

"Mmh...but I think we have the solution right at hand."

Monica began grinding backwards in slow circles, pushing her luck with the frustrated bouncer. "Ooh I see...mmh do you think I need to be punished?" said Monica in a sexy whisper.

"You can bet on that!" Kim answered with conviction. Her focus narrowed to punishing the woman that denied her Jenny's head. Without losing time, Kim released her cock from her constricting pants, thrusting it between the sexy thighs of the blonde.

"Aaw wow...well, we can both enjoy this kind of punishment" said Monica, shocked by how long and thick Kim's dick is;so in harmony with the girl's strong body, she thought absently. The bouncer slowly started thrusting between the woman's thighs, savoring the warm softness of her skin. Only a thin layer of pink fabric separatedher gigantic dick and Monica's pussy.

The blonde leaned back fully on Kim's body, eyes half closed, basking in the lustful sensation. "Mmh I want that glossy lipstick too" said Kim, while taking Monica by the chin, lifting her head up to better assault the slut's sexy, inviting mouth.

Monica raised her arm and put it behind Kim's head, delighted by the big girl who was now tongue-wrestling her, slobbering vigorously while lewd noises filled the room. All while Kim's hands keep the slut pinned against the sink, still pistoningin and out of her thighs.