I examined my makeup and hair in the full-length mirror, then turned and checked that my black stockings were straight. I didn’t need to lift my skirt for this, since I wasn’t wearing one. In fact, apart from the stockings, I was naked. I slipped on my black patent leather heels, then walked through to the mansion’s large kitchen, my heels clicking on the wooden floor. I picked up the small white “French Maid” style apron that was folded on the counter, and tied it around my slender waist, only just covering my shaved pussy. Next, I took two ice cubes from the freezer and rubbed them on my nipples until they stood to attention, then picked up a silver tray of champagne flutes and headed out into the spacious reception hall where the guests were waiting.

Most of the guests for this evening’s gathering at the exclusive sex club were already there, casually mingling, chatting and drinking champagne. They were all in just their underwear. I recognized most of them, but there were a few new faces.

I’m Gabby, the Hostess, and my job was to put everyone at ease and help them enjoy their evening. My job, but also my pleasure.

I walked among them, my high, pert breasts and heart-shaped ass atop perfect, long legs drawing admiring glances as I went. I needn’t have bothered with the ice cubes - the looks I was getting made my nipples and clit tingle without any outside help. I noticed one man sliding lower in his armchair in the hope of getting a glimpse of my pussy under my apron - “all in good time, my friend,” I thought to myself.

I greeted each member with a smile, making sure they had a drink, and handed each of them a small card I took from pockets in my apron.

Bronze and silver level members received cards which could be redeemed respectively for thirty seconds of manual or oral pleasure from me. Gold members relieved “mystery” cards, with a small sticker covering the description of what they were entitled to. They were not to peel it until they were ready to redeem it with me. In reality, there was no mystery - I was careful to give each of them exactly what I knew they would want, and I had the cards discreetly marked so I knew who to give them to.

First time visitors who had purchased a trial membership also got a gold card, but, since I didn’t know their preferences, under the sticker was simply printed “member’s choice.” There were three new trial members. A husband and wife, and a young man accompanying a woman in her mid twenties who was a regular bronze member. I felt for sure the two men’s “choice” would be to fuck me, but I was less sure about what the woman might like. She didn’t look at all happy to be there, and I mentally challenged myself to make her want a full, gold membership before the night was done.

A large grandfather clock standing against the dark, wood paneled wall struck eight. Guests began to disperse in different directions, some up the grand staircase to the bedrooms, some to the large sitting rooms, library or games rooms on the ground floor. A few took a short cut though the kitchen out to the back of the building where they knew the hot tub to be.

Soon, I was alone in the large entrance hall. I gathered up empty glasses onto my tray and headed back to the kitchen. Mentally, I once again checked off everything I had already seen to earlier in the evening - the locker rooms, showers, bedrooms and hot tub all had plenty of towels, the lube dispensers in each room were filled, there were tubs of sex toys conveniently located around the mansion, and the dozen or so drinks cabinets were all stocked. “Ready for a successful night,” I thought, smiling to myself in the mirror as I once again checked my look.

After busying myself in the kitchen for about thirty minutes, I headed out on my rounds of the house, to check in on all the guests to make sure they were having a good time, help if they weren’t, and see who wanted to redeem their cards with me.

I headed upstairs first, picking up a few items of discarded underwear on the way. The doors of the first two rooms were closed. Some guests wanted to fuck in private, but most left their doors open - after all, the whole point of being at a sex club was to interact with lots of other people. The third room was open. On the bed lay the young man who was a first-timer, with his member girlfriend. Astride his face, sucking his cock vigorously, was a full-figured woman of about thirty-five. He had a firm grip on her ass, and had his face buried between her cheeks.

His girlfriend was on her knees beside them, egging the woman on.

“Suck that beautiful cock!” she was saying, “squeeze it as hard as you can, that’s how he likes it!”

She looked up and grinned at me. “I think I’d like to redeem my ‘Gabby Card’,” she said.

“Sure thing, Anna,” I replied, “right here?”

Anna replied by shuffling up to the edge of the bed and turning my back on me.

I came up behind my, pressing my breasts against Anna’s back. I slid my hands around the slim brunette’s chest and began fondling her firm boobs, then let one hand slide down over her belly to her neatly-trimmed pussy. I brushed my fingers over Anna’s clit and down, stroking the lips, and then slipping a finger up into her pussy. Anna groaned with pleasure, and I pulled my now wet finger back out and up to her clit. I began a slow circling motion, and Anna’s body shuddered with delight, small, strangled squeaks emanating from her throat.

Suddenly, I stepped back, dropping my hands away from Anna’s body.

“Time’s up.” I said.

“Aww, come on!” complained the frustrated girl.

“Well, you know what you could do to have that all the way?” I asked, smiling.

“I know, I know,” sighed Anna, “upgrade to Gold.”

“Exactly,” I said, “later!”

And I was gone, off to the next room.

By the time I had reached the end of the hallway, I had taught one couple a new position, given two thirty second blow-jobs (unfinished,) and licked one pussy for thirty seconds. I absolutely love giving head, so it was really difficult to stop, but I elicited three promises to upgrade to Gold status, so one day I’ll get to go all the way with each of them.

After this, I headed downstairs to check on the larger rooms where the group activities usually happened.

The first room off the entrance hall had been the music room a hundred years ago, but now held a large television. In front of it, on a massive couch, sat three naked men watching a basketball game. Lying across their laps on her back was an equally naked redhead. One man was massaging her feet, one her boobs, and the guy in the middle had one hand buried between her legs, the other absent-mindedly rubbing her clit. All four looked up and greeted me as I entered.

“Hi guys,” I said, “all good, any cards?”

They were all silver members, and all wanted to redeem their cards. The woman stood up, and I got to my knees in front of the first man. I rested my tits on his knees and began to rub my nipples. His cock rose quickly, so I parted his legs and leaned forward to kiss the tip. I cupped his balls, then took his hard length into my mouth and began to fellate him, up and down, circling the head with my tongue, relishing his delicious precum.

After half a minute, I pulled back, leaving him groaning and begging for more. It was tempting to finish him off, but there were two other cocks waiting for my attention. I gave them the same treatment, again convincing each man that he needed urgently to upgrade his membership.

Once I let go of the last frustrated penis, I turned to the woman.

“Want to sit and spread for me, Mary?” I asked.

“Actually,” said Mary, “I was wondering if it would be ok if I licked you instead?”

“I suppose so,” I considered, “it’s not strictly within the rules, but I think I’d like that.”

I squeezed onto the couch between two of the guys, then lay back and lifted my legs. The two men obligingly held my feet, spreading me wide. Mary sank to her knees and lifted my apron.

“My God, you have such a perfect little pussy,” she said, and plunged her face into it. she ran her tongue all the way up from my asshole to my clit, then pushed it as far into my pussy as she could, hungrily lapping up the juices. It felt so good that I let her have almost a full minute before pushing her head away and saying “that’s your lot - you should finish these guys off!”

I headed on to the next room, my clit on fire, leaving Mary on her knees with her mouth and hands full of cock.

*

The next room was the billiard room. A young blonde woman was lying on the table, her legs spread wide. Two men seemed to be playing pool in the remaining area of the table.

“Hi Lisa,” I said, trailing my fingers softly across the woman’s breasts, “what’s happening?”

“Hi Babe,” replied the woman, “Mark and Ian here just finished playing for my pussy. Mark won. Hey Mark!” Here she lifted her head to look at him. “Ready to fuck me?”

I knew they were both bronze members, so I said “want you use your cards and I’ll get you ready?”

“That’s a great idea,” said Mark, and climbed up on the table and got between Lisa’s legs.

I took his cock in one hand and began to stroke it, and with the other I started fingering Lisa. Within the thirty seconds, Mark was rock hard, and Lisa’s pussy was wet and ready for entry. I pulled Mark forward and placed the tip of his cock between Lisa’s lips.

“Off you go!” I said, and Mark plunged in.

“Ian, want to use your card?” I asked the other man.

“You bet,” he replied, and peeled the sticker off his gold card to reveal 'Watch the hostess pee’ written underneath. I could tell from the look on his face that I’d hit my target by writing that card for him - he looked delighted. At the last gathering I’d overheard him asking a couple of other women if he could watch them, but he’d been turned down, so I decided to make his dream come true this month. I’d been holding it in all evening.

“Let’s go,” I said, taking him by the hand.

I led him down the hallway to a bathroom, and closed the door.

I pointed to the toilet and told him to kneel in front of it. Then I sat down, spread my legs wide and lifted my little apron so he had a perfect view of my shaved pussy. I closed my eyes and tried to relax - I didn’t find it easy to pee with a naked man, stroking his cock, staring intently at my cunt, but eventually I felt it begin to flow. The warm, golden liquid gushed out of me, splashing loudly into the water. I heard Ian groan with delight and pant as he jacked himself off. My stream seemed to go on forever, but finally slowed to a trickle, I forced out a few last drops, and it stopped. He was still going, so I decided to give him an extra treat. I slid forward on the seat and leaned back.

“Clean me up with your tongue,” I ordered.

Ian didn’t need to be told twice, and was quickly sucking the last golden drops off my labia. His hungry tongue lapping up and down my pussy felt incredible.

“Lick my cunt, drink my hot piss!” I moaned, and he licked up and down, pushing his tongue in and out of me. I strained and managed to push a couple more drops into his mouth, and that was all he could take - with a loud grunt he came, spraying his semen on the porcelain and the tile floor.

I wiped myself with some toilet paper and stood up.

“Oh God, thank you, Gabby,” he said, looking up at me in adoration, “that was what I’ve always dreamed of!”

I smiled and left him to clean up. It felt amazing to give someone so much happiness with such a simple act.

I did another round of the house, picking up empty glasses, more discarded underwear and a sticky dildo. It was nice to have my bladder empty too…

I headed over to the south side of the building. In a grandly furnished sitting room, I found a loudly cheering group of men and women standing in a circle. The crowd parted to make room for me, and I saw that in the middle were two women, on their backs on the floor, one woman’s feet pressing against those of the other. A tight piece of string joined their pussies. The blonde woman had a clamp on one nipple, and the brunette had one on each nipple. As they pushed themselves apart, a single, large bead began to emerge on the string from the brunette’s vagina. There was more cheering from the audience, and encouragements to clench harder. Another bead emerged, and then the final one dropped out and the string went slack. The crowd applauded the winner, and a woman handed her another nipple clamp. Since the loser already had one on each nipple, the blonde woman got to attach this one to her pussy lips. She grimaced with the pain, but took her punishment bravely.

“What are the stakes?” I asked of the man next to me.

“Loser gets a clamp on her, then when she has all four, she has to eat the winner’s pussy.”

“Sounds like fun,” I said.

The brunette looked up. “Hi Gabby, want to take my place and be my champion?”

“Sure,” I replied, “I do my kegels!”

With the other contestant’s consent, I took my place on the floor. I untied my apron and tossed it aside. Someone handed me my end of the string with three beads on, and I spread my legs and carefully pushed them into my pussy. The blonde and I then lay on our backs, and the referee took our feet and placed them against each other. “Go!” she yelled.

I pressed my feet against the other woman’s, pushing my body away from her. I immediately felt the tug of the string on my pussy, the first bead straining to escape. I clenched my cunt as tight as I could. There were shouts of encouragement, and cheers as the blonde woman’s pussy gave up each bead. Finally, I felt the string go limp and sat up, a triumphant grin on my face.

The referee handed me a nipple clamp. I shuffled up to my opponent, who offered her un-clamped breast. I squeezed it, then took the nipple between my thumb and forefinger, rolling and pinching it until it was hard. Then I carefully placed the clamp over it.

I also won the next round, and got to apply a clamp to one of the blonde woman’s labia.

Then the tables turned. Fingering the blonde woman’s pussy like that had got me turned on, and my increasingly wet snatch wasn’t able to grip the balls so well. I lost the next round quickly, and had to submit to having my nipple clamped. It hurt, but in such a delicious way that I quickly lost the next round too, and then the next, which meant that I had to let the other woman apply a clamp to one of my pussy lips. She took her time about it, teasing my pussy with her fingers while she found the best spot to apply the clamp, I had to work really hard not to orgasm at the sensation.

However, getting to fondle my perfect titties and cunt and place the clamps had also had an effect on the blonde’s pussy, so they were both at a disadvantage, and it was now the final round.

We each inserted our beads and lay back. For some reason, the woman who had appointed herself referee decided to finger each of us 'to check bead position’, then she gave the start command.

I pushed back, desperately squeezing my pussy shut, but the first bead almost immediately popped out. I quickly felt the same thing happen at the other end of the string and took heart that my opponent’s cunt was just as sopping wet as my own. Both of us were down to two beads, then quickly one.

The audience were beside themselves, cheering and encouraging the contestants. One woman had the hard cocks of the men on each side of her in her hands and was jerking them furiously as she cheered.

This had to be the final push - we were neck and neck at the final turn!

I went for it - I clenched my cunt as tight as I could, and gave an almighty push with my feet. I felt the string go slack as the final bead slopped out of the blonde, and I leaped to my feet, punching my fists in the air. I had won!

The blonde woman and I hugged tightly, then she reached down and grabbed the string and pulled the final bead out of me. She put it to her mouth and lasciviously licked it.

“Yum, a taste of things to come,” she said. She gestured to the couch. “Well, you want to lay back there and spread to receive your prize?”

“No, no,” I said, “I was acting as her champion.” I indicated the brunette woman. “She’s the one who gets to have you lick her.”

The brunette smiled and mouthed “thank you”, and laid back on the couch. The blonde took her place between her legs, and the rest of the members gathered to watch.

I took the clamps off my sore nipples and labia and carefully tied my apron back in place, grabbing a wet wipe on the way out of the room. Once outside, with no-one in sight, I wiped between my legs and continued my hostess duties.

*

I had barely taken ten steps down the hallway, my sexy heels clicking on the polished wooden floor, when a man’s head poked around a door.

“Hi Gabby,” he said, “I though it was you. If you’re free, I’d love to redeem my card.”

“Sure, Gary,” I smiled, “let’s see what it says.”

I already knew of course, since he was a gold member.

I stepped inside the room, a small office with a large mahogany desk. In the leather chair behind the desk sat a small, plump woman, whom I recognized as Gary’s wife.

“Hi Amy,” I said.

“Hi Gabby,” replied the woman, “can’t wait to see what Gary gets from you - I’ve been wanting to watch you make him come for weeks.”

Gary peeled the sticker off his gold card. 'Blow job finishing on hostess’ breasts’.

He grinned at me. “Fuckin’ ay!” he exclaimed.

I laughed. I pressed my firm body against his and kissed him full on the mouth. His cock immediately began to stiffen, and I slid my hands down his chest as I knelt before him. I looked up at him and licked my lips, just an inch from the tip of his cock, then stuck out my tongue and flicked it across the head. I ran my hands up his thighs and took his scrotum in one hand. I rolled the balls around between my fingers, gently probing between and around them, and scraped my nails across his taint.

He groaned in pleasure. I closed my other hand around the base of his cock and squeezed and pulled the skin firmly towards his body and he gasped. His wife came in for a close look at my expert technique.

I closed my fingers above Gary’s balls and pulled gently downward and at the same time pressed my thumb into the underside of the shaft and rolled it forward, milking it. A large drop of precum formed at the tip. I stuck out my tongue and pressed up under the head, tasting his delicious juice, then closed my full lips around it. He moaned as a wave of bliss washed over him. I sucked hard and pulled him in all the way to the back of my throat, then back out until just my lips were around the head, massaging it. I twisted my head from side to side, pressing my tongue all over his cock, probing the hole, flicking the string.

I stroked up and down with my hand and lips, sucking and licking. My other hand squeezed and tugged on his balls, and my fingers pressed firmly up on his taint. His knees were beginning to quiver. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see that Amy had her hands between her legs, fingering herself and rubbing her clit, making soft moaning noises.

I sped up my sucking and stroking. I loved the feeling of power as I felt the tension building in his balls. He began spasming. I pressed my thumb firmly under the base of his cock to momentarily hold him back, then pulled him out of my mouth and pointed him at my boobs. I released the pressure, and his cum splashed copiously over my chest, in stringy, sticky ropes. I kept stroking until it seemed like every last drop was out, and then took him back in my mouth and sucked out some more, not releasing him until he begged me to stop.

My tits were covered in cum, it ran down my smooth slopes and dripped off the nipples.

Amy said breathlessly, “I don’t care what my gold card says, please just let me lick that off you!”

I turned to her, squeezing my tits together, and Amy plunged her head in between them, licking and sucking, lapping up every drop. I pushed my hand up between her legs, pushing two fingers up inside to rub her g-spot, whilst pressing the knuckle of my thumb against her clitoris. Within seconds Amy’s body was shuddering in orgasm, her loud cries muffled by my boobs. I held her tight to me, cupping her cunt in my hand, until she stopped shaking.

Finally, she pulled back, exhausted. Her husband was lying on his back beside her, his breathing starting to subside to normal. He looked up at me.

“That was fucking incredible,” he said, and to his wife, “and watching you lick her tits was the icing on the cake.”

Amy turned her cum-smeared face to him, smiling. “And I learned a lot from watching Gabby - you’ll be getting a lot better blow jobs from now on.”

I smiled - it was nice to be appreciated. I headed out of the room, and made my way directly to my private bathroom, where I finished cleaning up my tits, and touched up my makeup and hair.

Then, it was back into the fun.

*

I made my way out the back to the hot tub area, where two men and two women were relaxing with drinks. The women were busy making out, kissing passionately, and groping each other under the water.

The men were both gold members, and asked me to pass over their cards, which were lying on a bench. I did so, and they both peeled the stickers off. I knew the men would be hanging out together, as the couples were close friends, and had planned the cards accordingly: 'double-team the hostess’. I knew they would love this, but it was also a little treat I’d planned for myself.

They climbed excitedly out of the tub, and I handed them towels. There was a large wicker couch with thick padding nearby, and I headed over to it, swinging my bare ass seductively, and casting my apron aside. The men played a quick game of rock, paper, scissors to decide who got the pleasure of my ass. Eric won, so Mike settled himself back on the couch.

I climbed astride him, reaching down and stroking him hard. I worked quickly, because I was getting desperate to get a cock in my cunt. Eric handed me a tube of lube. I rubbed a little between my legs, then guided Mike’s cock inside me. I leaned forward to allow him to suck my nipples and slowly slid up and down him. It felt like heaven.

Over at the hot tub, the two women had stopped making out, and were watching us, their dripping breasts resting on the side of the tub.

Eric got to his knees behind me, and parted my firm cheeks with his hands. He began to probe my little asshole with his tongue, moving up and down in time with me. Using a little lube, he gently pressed one finger inside and wiggled it around.

“Try two,” I suggested. He pushed another finger inside.

“Oh, that’s nice,” I murmured, “and that too,” I added to Mike, who was gently biting my nipple.

I had my hands on his shoulders, and rose and fell rhythmically on his cock, reveling in the sensation, and looking forward to having my ass filled.

“I think I’m ready,” I said, over my shoulder, stopping my up and down movement on Mike, “use plenty of lube.”

Eric stood and squirted some lube into my ass crack, then used the head of his cock to rub it up and down me. He placed the tip against my hole and began to push.

I grunted as he stretched me, and pushed back against him.

“Slowly, slowly, yes, that’s it,” I moaned, “oh yes!”

He pushed until he was all the way in, and I had two cocks inside me. He started slowly fucking me, and I resumed riding Mike’s shaft in time with him. It had been a long time since I’d been double-penetrated like this, which was why I’d made the guys those cards, and I was glad I had - it felt as good as I remembered.

Eric fucked my ass smoothly, and gripped my hips, while Mike thrust his hips up at my and kept sucking my delicious titties.

“I can’t believe I’m getting fucked by two such gorgeous cocks,” I moaned, “fuck me hard, boys, squirt your hot cum into me, fuck my tight little holes!”

“Oh god, you’ve got such a tight ass,” grunted Eric, “I don’t think I can last much longer.”

“Your cunt feels so good,” murmured Mike, into my cleavage, “and I love your perfect tits so much.”

I clenched my pussy and ass as hard as I could, and doubled my speed riding Mike’s cock.

“Oh god, I’m cumming!” cried both men at once.

I felt both cocks burst inside my, filling me with cum. I pushed my full weight down on Mike and milked him as hard as I could, and Eric managed a couple more thrusts before having to stop and hold himself still inside me, panting.

Finally, Eric pulled out and slumped onto the couch next to his buddy. I climbed off Mike, and immediately felt cum seeping out of both of my orifices. I grabbed some kleenex off the table and wiped myself.

I left the guys high-fiving each other and headed back to the bathroom, stopping only to grab my apron. Once in the bathroom I took off my shoes and stockings and crouched down in the tub and used the hose to spray my pussy and ass, pushing my fingers inside to scoop out as much semen as possible. As I washed my pussy, I nearly got carried away, but I pulled myself together and dried myself, then pulled on new stockings, tied on my lacy apron, reapplied my makeup, fixed my hair, put my shoes back on, and headed back out to indulge my passions.

*

I came out into the main reception hall of the mansion, then turned into the library. Kneeling on a rug in the middle of the room was a slim redhead whom I recognized as Jane. Jane always came to the club alone. She was blindfolded and had her hands tied behind her back. On her chest, above her perky little breasts was written in lipstick: 'FUCK MY MOUTH’. Standing in front of her, doing just that, was a tall, well built man with a shaved head.

I watched silently until he finished, grunting, spraying his cum onto the woman’s face and tits.

He noticed me, but I put a finger to my lips before he could greet me, and he grinned, nodded and padded out of the room in silence, his large cock swinging.

I walked up to Jane, and circled her a couple of times. Jane held her mouth open, expectantly, semen dripping off her chin.

I stopped in front of her, then lifted my foot and rubbed the toe of my stiletto up and down the her pussy, pushing the tip inside. Jane gave a little shudder. I lifted my foot up to the woman’s mouth and pushed the wet, pointed toe between her lips. Jane quickly licked her juices off it.

I walked back behind her and knelt down, pressing my tits against Jane’s back. I slid my hands up Jane’s waist onto her tits, and began rubbing the semen in.

Jane sniffed the air.

“Hi Gabby,” she said, “I’d recognize that perfume anywhere.”

I grabbed her nipples and gave them a cruel twist.

“What did you call me?” I snarled.

“I’m sorry, I meant Mistress Gabrielle!” squealed Jane.

“That’s right,” I hissed, “and what are you?”

“I’m just a filthy cum slut,” said Jane, “just here for men to use.”

I brought my right hand up and then swung it down hard between her legs, slapping her shaved cunt.

“Right again,” I said, “you’re a dirty whore that needs to be punished!”

I slapped Jane’s pussy again and again, sometimes hard, and sometimes even harder. Jane yelped in pain each time, but managed to always say “thank you mistress.”

As I administered the pussy-spanking, I dug my nails viciously into her left breast.

Over and over I slapped, sometimes diverting to the side to spank Jane’s inner thighs, sometimes higher to punish her clit, but mostly delivering the stinging slaps directly to her tender pussy lips. She began to whimper, but never used the safe word.

Finally, I stopped, my stinging hand firmly cupping the sobbing woman’s cunt. My left hand released its grip on her tit and I slid it around her ass and up between her legs, pushing three fingers hard up into her wet pussy.

Jane gasped. “Please punish my slutty cunt, Mistress,” she begged.

I twisted my hand and pushed up harder, causing Jane to try to rise up on her knees, but I dug the nails of my right hand into Jane’s soft labia.

“Push yourself down, bitch,” I snarled into her ear, and she complied, letting her weight force her pussy to accept more of my hand.

I gave her pussy one more hard slap, then slowly began to rub her clit. I felt its hard nub with my fingertips as I expertly circled it. I pulled my hand out of her cunt and slid it around to the front, leaving a thin trail of feminine secretions, then more gently inserted two fingers, swirling them around to brush the g-spot, then starting to finger-fuck her in time with rubbing her clit.

Jane let her head sink forward on her chest, and her hands, still secured behind her back, began to grope around on my body, tugging at my apron. I stroked my breasts and belly up and down Jane’s back a few times, so that the apron rode up, then positioned myself higher to allow her fingers to find my bare pussy and slip inside. In this position, I was no longer able to reach between Jane’s legs, so I took some time to caress her firm little tits, softly stroking the nipples to make up for the harsh way I had treated them earlier. Her fingers explored my snatch, tugging at my lips, and spreading my juices up and down and across my throbbing clit.

After a while, I lowered myself down again, dragging Jane’s fingers out of my cunt, and resumed fingering her with both hands. Jane started to focus on her own pleasure, and began rolling her hips to press her clit harder against my rubbing. I curled the fingers of my left hard around to apply rhythmic pressure to her g-spot, whilst rubbing her clit from the other side. I also began to gently bite her tender neck.

Jane groaned in ecstasy, and I gradually sped up the stimulation. With my naked breasts pressed hard against the bound woman’s back, I was easily able to feel the change in breathing as Jane approached her orgasm, and as I sensed it getting closer, I slowed down.

“Oh god, Gabby, please don’t stop!” she begged.

I lifted my hands up and brought them down, palms open, with a hard, stinging slap on her tits.

“You will remember your place, you dirty little bitch!” I exclaimed.

I grabbed the nipples and pulled them hard, and Jane cried out in pain.

“I’m sorry, Mistress Gabrielle,” she panted, “I’m sorry, please fuck my whore cunt again!”

I let my hands slide back down. I pinched Jane’s wet pussy lips with my finger nails and pulled them apart, then pushed two fingers of my left hand inside again, and resumed rubbing the clit with my other hand. Once again, her breathing indicated that she was heading towards her orgasm, and again I backed off enough to bring her back down, but this time she had the sense not to complain.

Three times I brought the bound woman to the edge, and each time left her groaning with frustration, her entire body shaking.

Finally, I decided to show mercy. I brought my fingers inside her cunt up against her g-spot, softly rubbing against the rough texture. On the outside, I squeezed her clit, and began to stroke it like a tiny cock, faster and faster. Then I let my fingers press against it, rotating faster and faster.

Jane’s body quivered, and she threw her head back onto my shoulder and let out a strangled, animalistic howl. She arched her back, and every muscle in her body tensed as the massive orgasm slammed through her. I felt her pussy spasm around my fingers, and slowly withdrew them, sticky with pussy juice. I gently cupped her mound as she slowly slumped forward, panting hard, and she clamped her legs tightly around my hand.

I slowly guided Jane sideways down onto the floor, my right arm under her head. I deftly untied her bound hands, pulled the blindfold off, and lay down behind her, spooning her, gently cupping her breasts.

Gradually, Jane’s breathing slowed to normal, and after a few more minutes she began to snore softly. I carefully extricated myself and slid a small cushion under her head.

As I silently tiptoed from the room I heard Jane murmur, “you’re the best, Gabby.”

I smiled to myself as I went on my way to see how the rest of my guests were doing, closing the door silently.

*

I headed back upstairs, pausing only to check my hair and makeup and take care of the wetness between my legs that had developed during my last encounter.

As I walked down the main hallway I heard the sound of a man and woman vigorously fucking. I looked in through the open door of the bedroom it was coming from, and saw one of the new members on his knees on the bed, facing away from me, enthusiastically pounding, doggy-style, a middle-aged woman with very large breasts.

I was about to move on, when I spotted the man’s wife sitting on a small couch on the other side of the room, looking just as unhappy as she had at the reception. She was still wearing her underwear - probably the only person in the entire house still doing so.

I slipped quietly into the room, and perched myself on the edge of the couch, facing her.

“It’s Sammy, right?” I asked.

The woman gave a slight nod.

“Are you ok, Sammy?” I asked.

“I’m fine,” said the woman quietly, looking away.

“Do you wish this wasn’t happening?” I asked, nodding towards the bed.

“No,” replied Sammy, “it’s not that, I don’t begrudge him a bit of fun, and I’d much rather he do it here than have an affair, it’s just that, well, I don’t really feel like joining in.”

“There are lots of men here who would love to be with a woman as attractive as you,” I said , “none of them take your fancy?”

Sammy shook her head.

“How about women?” I asked, softly.

Sammy blushed.

“I’ve noticed you looking at my breasts,” I whispered, “do you like them?”

She nodded, shyly.

I reached up my hand and softly brushed some of Sammy’s honey-blonde hair from her face. She didn’t recoil, so I leaned forward and placed a gentle kiss on her lips.

Sammy froze, but didn’t pull back. I pressed a little more firmly, then opened my lips and touched Sammy’s with my tongue.

After a brief hesitation, Sammy responded, opening her lips a tiny amount to let the tip of my tongue in. I pressed my advantage. I slipped my arm around her waist and pulled her towards myself. She yielded, and slipped her own arms around my neck.

Our kisses were slow and sensual. Sometimes our tongues were exploring each other’s mouths, sometimes we were gently biting and sucking each other’s lips.

I unsnapped Sammy’s bra, and she lowered her arms for just enough time to let it slip to the floor, then our naked breasts were pressed together, and I felt her erect nipples pressing into my flesh.

I looked over at the bed. The fucking couple had not noticed my entrance, so I quietly stood up. Taking Sammy’s hand, I led her out of the room.

Once in the hallway, Sammy became shy again, and covered her bare breasts with her free arm as she saw a naked man further down, but I quickly pulled her into an empty bedroom and locked the door. I pulled her into my arms again, and slipped one hand into the back of her panties, squeezing her firm bottom.

We kissed for a few more seconds, then I maneuvered her towards the bed until she fell backwards onto it. Sammy shuffled upwards until she was all the way on, and I fell on top of her, kissing her some more. I moved my kisses downward, over her chin and down her slender neck. I kissed her shoulders, then her upper chest, then down onto her small, but beautifully formed breasts. I kissed around each, gently nipping at the skin with my lips, then found one dusty pink nipple. I softly sucked it into my mouth, flicking my tongue across it and relishing its hardness. Sammy moaned softly, and I cupped the other breast with my hand, gently kneading the firm, but yielding flesh and stroked the nipple, teasing, twisting and pinching it until it was as hard as the one I was sucking.

I moved my kissing down, over her taut belly, circling ,then probing her belly button with my tongue. I kissed and licked my way over her hips, passing the waistband of her panties, and moved onto her smooth, shapely right thigh.

My hand drifted down until my fingers softly brushed her public mound, through her sheer white panties. Through the thin fabric, I could see close-cropped blonde pubes, and by now I could smell her arousal, the heavy, musky scent filling the air around me.

I rose up onto my knees, and lifted her right leg, placing the ankle on my shoulder.

I kissed my way along the calf until I was holding her dainty foot in front of my face. I closed my lips around the big toe, sucking it like I would the head of a cock, teasing it with my tongue. I moved down the toes, sucking and licking between them, my thumbs massaging the sole. I lifted her other foot, and put both big toes in my mouth together.

I put Sammy’s ankles onto my shoulders, and slid forward, kissing my way up each leg, until I found myself facing the crotch of her panties, her legs high in the air. I pressed my mouth hard against it, feeling the outline of her labia with my lips. As I pulled back, I saw a dark stain of moisture appearing. I hooked my fingers under the waistband of the panties and slowly peeled them off. I tossed them behind me, took her ankles and lifted them until her legs were pointing straight up, then slowly parted them, revealing her pretty pussy, topped with short public hair. Her clit was swollen with arousal, and her prominent, fleshy lips were shaved, and parted to reveal her glistening hole, which pulsed in anticipation.

I leaned forward again to kiss her mouth. I worked my way back down, but this time I stopped when I reached the belly. Instead of moving further, I pressed one of my tits between her legs, rubbing the nipple up and down her slit, and tickling her vagina with it.

By now, Sammy’s breath was heavy. She moaned and writhed under my caresses. I began to stroke and tease my own nipples. I let my breast slide down the her thigh, leaving a trail of pussy juice, until my mouth was just a few inches away from the delicious wetness.

I put my hands behind Sammy’s knees and pushed them up, until the perfect little puckered asshole was before my mouth. I flicked my tongue across it, and she let out a little gasp. I circled the tight, pink hole and delved a little inside, as it twitched around my tongue. I ran my tongue upward, carefully avoiding the vagina for now, and began to suck on Sammy’s pussy lips. Her moans took on a new volume.

I ran my tongue up the middle, then briefly closed my lips around her clit, then back down and plunged it into her wet hole.

“Oh God! ” exclaimed Sammy, and grabbed my head, “Oh God, yes!”

I slurped hungrily at the hot cunt, pushing in as far as I could, then smearing the juices around the lips and clit, and down into the asshole.

Sammy writhed and moaned in ecstasy, her fingers clamped around my hair, her feet now resting on my back.

I moved back up to focus on her swollen little clit. My tongue pushed the little hood further back, and I sucked on it as hard as I could, then I pushed two fingers up into the tight pussy. I curled them up to find the g-spot, causing Sammy to give her loudest yell yet. I began to finger-fuck her tight little hole, and with my tongue formed firm, tight circles right above her clit.

Sammy started to make little noises in her throat in time to the fingering, and I knew she was close to coming. On the next thrust of my hand, I used my little finger instead of the first two, wetting it, then, with the next up stroke, I pushed it into her asshole.

That was the final straw. Sammy’s entire body shuddered as the orgasm slammed through her. She clamped her thighs tightly around my head and pulled my face into her cunt as hard as she could, lifting her back off the bed. I sucked her clit like my life depended on it, and my fingers became a blur inside her.

Finally, spent, Sammy slumped backward onto the bed, her chest heaving, panting for breath.

I gave her clit one last flick of my tongue, then slid my body up hers until we were face-to-face and breast-to-breast, my thigh pressed against her still-throbbing pussy. We kissed slowly, sensuously. She ran her tongue across my lips.

“Mmm…” she murmured, “is that the taste of my pussy?”

“Mmmhmm,” I smiled, “delicious, huh?”

She kissed me again in reply.

“One day, I’ll let you taste mine,” I whispered, “but right now, I think you need a cock…”

“Oh God, yes,” groaned Sammy, “would you find me one?”

I quickly climbed off the bed and went to the door. A young man was just walking by. I grabbed him by the arm and dragged him into the room.

I indicated Sammy, lying on the bed, her arms and legs spread wide.

“She needs a cock in her, right now - think you’re up to it?” I asked him.

“Oh hell, yes, ” he replied, grinning.

“Sammy, meet Paul,” I said, “and Paul, fuck Sammy!”

He climbed between Sammy’s legs and quickly stroked his already semi-hard penis fully erect, then plunged it into her.

I quietly headed for a bathroom. This time, it took more than a simple wet wipe to clean up what was oozing from between my legs…

*

Back in the billiard room, I encountered Carl. He was just finishing licking the pussy of the young blonde woman who had been the prize in the pool game earlier, and she was cumming loudly. I leaned in the doorway, my arms folded under my breasts, and waited until he stood up and wiped his mouth.

“God, she tastes good,” he said.

“I bet,” I smiled, “It’s after one, want to use your card?”

He picked his gold card up from the mantelpiece and peeled the sticker off. 'Foot job from the Hostess’

“Oh God,” he groaned turning to me with an amazed look, “really? How did you know that’s my fantasy?”

“Now, now,” I winked, “you know the cards are random.”

I indicated a leather couch at the far end of the room.

“How about here?”

He readily agreed, and settled himself at one end, his back resting against the arm. I untied my apron, then sat down opposite him, and lifted my knees to my chest and spread them, exposing my pussy to him.

I dipped one finger inside myself, then licked it, making eye contact with him the whole while, then I lifted one stocking-clad leg and pushed my shiny leather stiletto between his knees. I pushed first one knee aside, then the other, then stretched out my leg and tapped his erect penis with my foot. It bobbed from side to side, and I tapped it a few more times, then I slid the toe under his balls, and he moaned softly.

I carefully rolled his balls around a little, then lifted my foot and placed it on his chest, digging the sharp heel into his skin.

“Take my shoe off.” I commanded.

With shaking hands, he took hold of my ankle and slipped the shoe off.

“Kiss my toes.”

He did so, then I pulled my foot back and presented the other one.

“Now this one.”

He removed my second shoe and kissed that foot also. I stroked up and down his chest with my stockinged feet, then the inside of his thighs. In this position, he had a spectacular view of my cunt, but he had only eyes for my feet.

I probed his balls with my toes, and pushed one foot deep under him, so it pressed up on his taint.

I shuffled forward, and put one foot up on his shoulder.

“Stroke my thigh.” I ordered.

He leaned forward and did as he was told, running his hands up and down my smooth skin, from my pussy to my stocking top.

“Now pull down my stocking. ”

His fingers caught the lacy top and tugged the flimsy fabric down my leg. I offered the other and he did the same. Now I was completely naked before him, my bare feet in his hands. He stroked the skin, rubbing my slender ankles, massaging the heels, kissing the toes. He ran his tongue between each toe, then sucked each one individually.

I love having my toes sucked as part of lovemaking, and it turned me on immensely. I found myself softly stroking my clit when I remembered that this was about his pleasure, not mine.

I moved my feet back down between his legs. My bare skin against his ballsack made his whole body quiver. I gently pinched and tugged on the skin with my toes but when he went to stroke his cock, I kicked his hand away.

“No, no, naughty,” I said, “you just wait.”

I teased him some more, stroking his chest and legs with my feet, and pressing my toes into his mouth with instructions to suck them, which he happily did.

Then I leaned forward and squirted some lube onto his cock from a little tube, and I placed the soles of my feet around the base. I squeezed hard, and began to stroke up and down. He watched intently as my pretty little feet rubbed up and down his shaft. I stroked the underside of his penis with one foot, whilst rubbing my big toe around the head, smearing the emerging precum around. He fondled my calves and ankles while I did this, enjoying the feeling of my toned muscles flexing themselves.

I adjusted my feet so that I was holding the head of his cock between the toes, and stroked as fast as I could, a real workout for my abs and thighs. Suddenly, almost without warning, he came, his cum arcing across the space between them, splashing on my tits and stomach, and dripping of his cock onto the dark red leather. He leaned back against the arm of the couch.

“Oh, my God, Gabby, that was incredible,” he said, “thank you!”

I smiled and leaned towards him. I gave his balls a gentle squeeze, and milked a few more drops of cum out of his cock, causing his whole body to spasm, then gathered up my apron and headed back out, once again needing to clean cum off myself.

*

I visited every area of the mansion, reminding all the guests that it was almost two AM, and would soon be time to gather in the main lounge downstairs for their traditional send-off.

I gave them time to make their way down, then headed there myself.

There were six couples still present, many having already left. They sat around, some still naked, some with towels or sheets wrapped around themselves.

I approached each couple, confirming that they’d had a good time, and listening to excited stories about their sexual adventures that night.

Finally I stood in the center of the room, naked except for my white apron.

“Ladies and gentlemen,” I said loudly. Conversation quickly tapered off, and everyone turned to pay listen.

“It seems that everyone had a good time this evening.” I gave a quick, knowing smile to Sammy. “However, there is still one Gold card unaccounted for.”

The young woman, Anna, who had brought her boyfriend for his first time spoke up.

“Yes, it’s Paul,” she said, “Paul, what’s on you card?”

He peeled the sticker off. “It says 'Members Choice’,” he said, “what does that mean?”

“You get to have me any way you’d like,” I smiled.

“You can fuck her pussy, ass or mouth,” Anna told him, “or you can just let her lead the way.”

Paul hesitated.

“Gabby, you take control,” she said, “he likes a strong woman.”

I pushed Paul forward, and he stepped uncertainly into the center of the room.

I immediately put my hands on the sides of his face and kissed him, firmly forcing his lips apart with my tongue. I pressed my tits and hips against him, and felt his cock spring up against me. I slipped my hand down between them and gripped his shaft.

“Nice…” I murmured into his mouth.

I pulled back.

“Now get on your knees,” I said, with a soft, but decisive voice.

As he did so, I gestured his girlfriend to bring a chair and put it behind him.

He was on his knees before me. I moved forward so that the fabric of my apron brushed his face.

I reached behind my waist and untied the apron, letting it drop between us. My bare, shaved pussy was now just an inch from his face.

“Lick my pussy,” I commanded.

He pressed his face against me and pushed his tongue between my delicate labia, relishing the tangy taste of my juices and spreading them up to my clit. I stroked the back of his head, running my fingers through his hair, pressing his mouth harder against me.

Then I let go and turned around. I spread my legs about twenty-four inches apart, and bent deep at the waist, pushing my ass into his face.

“Kiss my cheeks,” I said.

His hands on my thighs, he kissed each buttock.

“Now lick my asshole.”

He spread my cheeks with his hands, circled my little pucker with his tongue, then pressed it inside.

“Mmm, that’s nice,” I said, “now fuck my cunt with your tongue.”

He pulled my hips to him and shoved his tongue inside my as far as he could, only coming up to breathe when he had to. I reached down and took hold of his cock, giving it a few firm tugs.

He ran his tongue up and down, into my ass and pussy, sucking on my lips, pressing against my clit, smearing my juices all over his face.

I stood and directed him to sit on the chair behind him, then I backed up and sat on his knees. I slid myself back, pushing his rock hard cock against his belly.

I took his hands and placed them on my tits. He squeezed and groped, rolling my nipples between between his fingers, pinching and tugging on them.

“Pinch my nipples really hard,” I directed, “oh yes, like that, harder! Yes, now pull them. No, harder!” I moaned in pleasure as he tortured my perky little nipples.

I grabbed his hands and made them squeeze my breasts harder. I felt his hard cock against my back, his hot breath on my neck.

I spread my legs wide and pulled one of his hands between them, rubbing it up and down, and guiding his fingers inside me. His other hand joined in. He pinched and pulled my lips, and fucked me with his fingers.

I rolled my hips, using my ass crack to rub his cock against him, and he gripped my cunt tighter, fingers probing inside me, spreading me open, feeling my wetness.

One hand groped up to my tits again, spreading the juice around my nipples and between them.

I rose to my feet, then turned and bent over to kiss him. I pushed his knees apart and sank down between them. I firmly stroked my hands up his thighs, and slipped the fingers of my right hand under his balls, cupping them in my palm while pressing up on his taint. My left hand squeezed the base of his shaft, and I milked upward. A large drop of precum emerged from the tip, and I slowly licked it off, running my tongue around the head of his engorged cock. I licked up and down, flicking the string, probing gently into the hole, then closed my lips around it. I sucked hard, and drew his length into the back of my throat, almost all the way to his balls.

“Oh sweet Jesus,” he muttered.

My mouth worked up and down his cock, my hand stroking in time, and my other hand rolled his balls around, fingers probing and pinching, teasing and tugging on his sack.

His fingers gripped my long, dark hair as I sucked him, up and down.

I felt him approaching orgasm, so stood and straddled him. I grabbed his head and pulled it into my chest, pressing my tits around his face. He licked and sucked my nipples, tasting the pussy juice he had just smeared there.

His hands found my luscious ass, and he squeezed it and dug his fingers into my firm flesh. He fingered my crack, brushing the tips across my asshole, then into my pussy, first two fingers, then three, fucking my hole as hard as he could, still licking, sucking and biting my nipples.

I pushed my tits together, so he could get both nipples into his mouth together, and he sucked voraciously.

I reached down and took hold of his cock. I lowered herself a little, and rubbed the head against my pussy. I smeared it around me, mingling my pussy juices with his precum and my saliva, stroking up and down the full length of my crack, even pressing it briefly against my asshole.

Then I placed the tip into my cunt. I let go of the shaft and took his face into my hands. I kissed him hungrily, pushing my tongue into his mouth, rubbing my tits against his chest, and slowly impaled myself on his cock.

He let out a deep groan as my hot pussy took his length and I began to ride him. I started slow, lifting my curvy hips until he was almost out of me, then sliding back down, over and over.

Then I stopped at the top, and held his tip between my lips for what seemed like an eternity, my eyes locked on his, until he couldn’t take it any more, and thrust himself up into me. I grunted loudly, and dropped myself onto him, then began to ride him faster and harder. I put my hands on his shoulders and leaned back so he could see my tits frantically bouncing in time to our fucking. He leaned forward and caught a nipple between his teeth and held it, letting my motion tug on it almost painfully, but I didn’t let up.

I grabbed one of his hands and brought it up to my mouth. I could taste myself on his fingers. I wet his index finger with my saliva.

“Finger my ass.” I said, breathlessly.

He groped at my butt, spreading the cheeks and finding my hole, then he slid his wet finger inside.

“Oh yes, fuck my tight ass!” I exclaimed.

He thrust his finger in and out frantically.

“Two fingers!” I commanded, panting hard.

He forced another finger inside, and I gripped his cock harder with my pussy, sliding up and down.

I slowed a little, once again teasing his cock at the brink of popping out of me, then plunging back down on him. For a while I bobbed gently, letting my pussy lips stroke his tip, then dropped on him again.

I could feel his fingers digging deeper into my cheeks, and knew he was close. I started long slow strokes with my cunt, and panted into his ear.

“Spray your hot cum into my tight cunt, I want to feel it, make me yours, fill me till it drips out of me, I want to feel it running down my legs, I want to push my fingers inside my snatch then lick your cum off them.”

With a huge groan, he came. I lifted my feet off the ground to put my full weight on him, forcing his cock further into me, and clenched my cunt tightly, milking him. His face pressed into my neck, and he grunted incoherently as his balls pushed his load out of his cock and into my hot tightness.

He started to relax, but I kept squeezing his cock with my pussy muscles until he begged me to stop, and I lifted myself off him.

I stood up, breathing heavily, perspiration glistening on my pert breasts.

I looked around at the other members who had been watching. All the men were stroking their hard cocks, and most of the women had one hand between their legs, fingering themselves.

Anna had slid a large leather ottoman into the middle of the room, and, dizzy with passion, I allowed her to guide me onto my back on it. She dropped to her knees and spread my legs wide. Before I knew what was happening, Anna was lapping the cum out of my pussy.

This was clearly not Anna’s first time - she expertly probed and licked, sucked and whorled, until I was almost meowing with pleasure. I closed my eyes and reached out my arms, and almost instantly had a cock in each hand, which I started to stroke. I felt hands on my body, stroking my breasts, my thighs, my feet.

I felt something bump against my cheek, and quickly turned my head toward it, parting my lips. A cock was slipped into my mouth, and I sucked hungrily on it, eagerly tasting mingled cum and pussy juices.

I heard one man grunt in orgasm, and felt hot cum splash on my tits, closely followed by a warm mouth licking it off and sucking on my nipples. One of the cocks I was stroking began to jerk, and I pulled it toward me, directing more cum onto my chest and belly. The man on the other side of me came, and added to the hot mess on my breasts, and the soft cocks in my hands were quickly replaced by hard ones.

I suddenly felt a jet of semen in my throat, and struggled to swallow it all. The cock pulled away, and I felt the soft warm lips of one of the women, kissing me, tasting the cum in my mouth, sucking on my tongue and nibbling my lips.

My entire body was in ecstasy, hands and lips and tongues all over me, hot cum running down my boobs, hard cocks in my sticky hands.

Anna’s tongue licked up and down me, now thrusting deep into my cunt, now sucking my clit, then pushing into my asshole.

Then Anna began to focus on my clit, and multiple fingers began to probe me, darting around in my pussy, slipping in and out of my ass, spreading me, teasing my lips, rubbing my g-spot.

I felt the orgasm building. I dropped the cocks in my hands and clutched Anna’s hair, pulling her face hard into my pussy. Anna kept up her pace licking my clit, and I came, hard, oh so hard, my body arching and twisting, a long, low gasp coming from my throat.

I let go of Anna’s hair, and felt my ankles grabbed and lifted. A hard cock pushed my pussy lips aside and thrust deep into me. The man pushed my legs way back until my knees were pressed against my tits, and put his weight behind fucking me. Soon, I was cumming again, and my clenching cunt quickly brought him to orgasm.

Another man took his place in my sopping wet pussy and pumped his semen into me, and then another. I felt cum being forced out of me by the fucking, and running down my crack and across my asshole, and I came again.

Once all the men’s balls were emptied, two of the women got back between my legs and took turns licking me clean, giving me one last, massive orgasm.

Later, after all the guests had left, I took a long hot shower and smiled to myself as I tried to count just how many cocks I’d had in me, how many orgasms I’d given, how many people I’d made happy that evening.

It had been a good night…

