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 ï>¿Gym Club by stripgnd

   Sophie discovers gym club.

   It was a secret club and I was not privy to the details of it.  My best
mate was in it, she disappeared to the "gym" most Thursday evenings leaving
me to guess what she was actually up to.  All of my previous lines of
questioning have either been diverted or just plain out ignored.  It used
to really annoy me as we shared everything, but I am now resigned to the
fact that I will never know.  It has almost gone to the stage now that I
almost don't want to know.  I even had a worried conversation with her at
one point as all of the signs pointed toward something illegal.  Be that
drugs or just general crime, she of course denied it and told me to "stop
being so ridiculous".  She would say that though wouldn't she?

   It was Wednesday night and as was the usual we were up in my room just
watching TV and listening to music.  We were both laying on my bed which is
located in an alcove of the room so the right side, as well as the head and
foot, were against a wall.  She was at the foot end and I was at the head
end, but our heads were next to each other in the centre of the bed.  To
achieve this position our feet were resting against the respective wall. 
It looks really uncomfortable, but it wasn't, it was actually quite
comfortable.  There was a tap at the door and Dad asked if we were decent.
Why wouldn't we be was my immediate reaction to that?  "Yep," I said
glancing at Jess to double-check she was actually decent, "What do you
want?"

   He came in and smiled at us in our weird position on the bed.  "I am
working late tomorrow so you will have to sort out your own dinner," he
said, "And your Mum is on nights, so don't be loud in the morning."

   "Of course," I said, "Are you leaving take-away money?" I asked.

   "Nope," he said smiling at me, "You will have to cook."

   I pulled a pouty sad face and looked at him.  "Worst...  dad...  ever,"
I said dramatically.

   "Night girls," he said just smiling at my statement, but not rising to
the bait.  "I assume you won't be up before I go out in the morning?"

   "Unlikely," I replied with a smile.

   "Definitely not," Jess said.

   "Sleep well," he said smiling and closing my door.

   "Need a wee," I said a few minutes later, "Wanna drink refill?" I asked
as I untangled myself and got off the bed.

   "Yeah sure," Jess said handing me her empty glass, "As long as it is
vodka and not piss."

   "Eww," I said screwing my nose up.  "Back in a sec."

   I left my door open as I went downstairs to refill the drinks via the
bathroom.  I hesitated for a second before heading downstairs as my brother
had had his mates around earlier and I wasn't sure if they had gone or not.
Jess was staying over and we were ready for bed which consisted of a barely
thigh-length t-shirt and not a lot else.  I was wearing panties, but no bra
and the t-shirt was thin and fitted enough to reveal the fact I didn't have
a bra on fairly definitively.  Not see-through, but my nipples were making
an impression.  Plus even though I was wearing panties they were fairly
tiny with no coverage from the back and only the absolute essentials
covered from the front.

   Laziness won out in the end though and I continued downstairs wearing
just the shirt.  No one was about so a hasty preparation of two drinks and
I headed back upstairs again.  I went back into my room and kicked the door
shut with my foot then reversed into it with my bum to click it shut
properly.  Jess was wearing the same as me and her position on the bed left
very little to the imagination.  I grinned at her.  "What?" she asked.

   "They are soooooo see-through," I giggled.

   "What are?" she asked sweeping her hand down the front of her t-shirt
then resting her arm across her chest.

   "Your panties," I said grinning at her.

   "Oh, yeah, probably," she said crossing her legs and using her hand to
cover herself down there.  Her panties weren't glass levels of see-through,
but I could make out her bare skin through the thin white material and
where you would expect I could make out her other hairstyle as well.

   It was then I remembered that my Dad had come in just before and would
have been presented with the same view.  "Oh my God," I said while still
giggling, "Dad soooo just saw your pussy."

   "Hardly," she said, but maintained her cross-legged position and
protective hand.  "I have panties on."

   "Barely," I said, "Fucking hell they are not 'that position' friendly
undies."

   "Probably not," she said with a shrug, "Oh well," she said removing her
hand, but twisting her legs together.

   "Awesome," I grinned.  I was hoping to revel in her embarrassment, but
she really wasn't bothered.  He is my Dad, he has seen me in every state of
undress possible, including fully naked.  Roles reversed though I would be
embarrassed if her Dad had just seen me in see-through undies, but she
wasn't arsed.

   "Has he ever seen you?" she asked after a few moments.

   "Naked?" I confirmed.

   "Yeah," she said nodding, "Or less than dressed anyway."

   "Less than dressed?" I quizzed, amused by her unusually indirect
question.  "Yeah, he has seen me naked.  I told you the story didn't I?"

   "I don't think so," she said shaking her head.

   "Sure I did, but whatever," I said.  "I was very drunk.  Like very very
drunk.  Came back from the bar and decided that I wanted a shower, so
stripped and being nice decided to use the downstairs one so I wouldn't
wake anyone up.  I didn't have a towel, but there are clean ones in the
downstairs bathroom, so just went downstairs nude.  Walking downstairs Dad
came out of the kitchen and saw me full frontal."

   "No way," she giggled, "Did he see?"

   "Oh fuck yes," I said nodding my head.  "Rabbit in the headlights, I
just stood in front of him fully uncovered and just staring at him for
ages. It was weird, I knew I was naked and knew that I shouldn't be, but my
brain never told me that it would maybe be a good idea to at least place a
hand over my pussy.  I just said I was going for a shower and he shook his
head and said that I wasn't, I was way too drunk and to go to bed.  He
shepherded me upstairs and offered to put me to bed, but I refused the
offer."

   "Awesome," she giggled, "Life lesson there for you.  Never walk around
your house naked, 100% guaranteed someone will see you."

   "Yep.  When I woke up the next morning, still naked, each stage of my
stupidity came back to me in regular revelations and I just quietly died of
embarrassment.  I apologised when I saw him later that day and he just
waved it off.  I think he was nearly as embarrassed as I was about it. 
What made it worse was it was during the time when I was experimenting with
shaving," I continued.

   "Oh, no way," she said giggling loudly, "Were you sporting the full
Hollywood?"

   "Oh yes, not a hair in sight from the neck down and he had front row
seats," I replied.

   "That is hilarious," she said laughing, "You defo never told me that, I
would have remembered."

   "Haven't you been caught before?" I asked her.

   "Not like that," she grinned.  "I have been walked in on when changing a
few times.  Probably seen my boobs and maybe a quick glimpse lower down,
but I have never offered them front row seats."

   "Funny," I said sarcastically, "Who has walked in on you?"

   "Probably everyone at some point," she said, "Mum is the worst for it.
Just barging on in without knocking," she said.

   "Ever been caught...  you know..." I grinned at her.

   "I am a lady, I don't do that sort of thing," she grinned knowingly at
me.  "You?"

   "Also a lady," I grinned back at her.

   "Yeah, I bet," she giggled.

   We are both 19 years old and full-time students.  We are lucky in that
our families are comfortable enough money-wise for us not to get a
part-time job.  I am racking up the student debts, but that is future
Sophie's problem.  We are both petite.  I am slightly shorter at 5 foot 3,
whereas Jess is 5 foot 6.  We both wear a UK dress size of 8 and boob size
she slightly edges me on that as well, but we are both A cup.  She claims
to be a B cup, but only in certain brands, and even then an A cup wouldn't
be too small.  Jess has long blonde hair that comes down to the middle of
her back if she leaves it loose and has blue eyes.  I am brunette and keep
it around shoulder blade length.  I have dark brown eyes.

   We finished our drinks and I went to the bathroom to do my teeth and get
sorted for bed.  When I got back I climbed into bed while Jess got sorted.
She came back, turned off the light and got in next to me.  I always slept
by the wall, so she had the other side of the bed.  It was a King size bed
so sleeping together was hardly an intimate affair.  I turned off the TV
when she was settled plunging us into pitch blackness.  The vodka meant
that we were both asleep quickly.

   I woke up first and climbed over her to go to the bathroom.  She
grumbled, but she didn't wake up, When I got back though she was awake and
I climbed over her again to get back into bed.  "Morning," I said.

   "Morning," she said, "Sleep well?" I asked

   "Yeah, thanks.  You?" I asked to which she just nodded.  "Are you at gym
club later?" I asked her.

   "Yeah," she said.

   "Drug delivery?" I teased.

   She laughed and looked at me.  "Yeah, drug delivery," she said with a
giggle.  "Wanna come along?" she asked.

   "Er...  what?  Really?" I asked.

   "Yep," she said, "There is a free place and I have reserved it for you
if you want it."

   "What actually is it?" I asked her.

   "Well, there are rules..." she said, "And the first rule is, we don't
talk about Gym Club."

   She paused for a while and I realised that she wasn't actually joking.
"What is it?" I giggled, "Fucking fight club?"

   "Fairly accurate description," she said smiling at me.

   "Seriously?" I asked, "You fight?"

   "Oh hell no," she said, "The fucking part of it."

   "What?" I said sounding genuinely surprised, "A sex club?"

   "It is a closed gym," she said, "If everyone turns up, which is rare,
there are 20 of us, or there will be if you join.  There are two modified
exercise bikes that are designed to pleasure the rider, but each one is
attached to the one opposite.  It is an orgasm race.  You don't want to cum
first."

   I perched up on my elbow and looked at her.  "Bullshit," I said, "Fuck
off that is what you do?"

   "Yep," she said.

   "Fuck off," said still not sure whether to believe her or not.  She was
a terrible liar, so when she didn't give herself away by giggling pretty
much straight away I assumed that she wasn't lying.  "You are serious
aren't you?" I asked.

   "Yep," she said, "It is hilarious fun.  Totally safe environment. 
Secret club, everything that happens in Gym Club never gets discussed
outside of the club.  So are you interested?"

   "Uh..." I said.  I wasn't sure.  I was fairly liberal when it came to
sexual exploration, but I have limits.  Well, I think I do anyway.

   "You can come along and try it," she said, "If it isn't for you, then
simply say so and no hard feelings."

   "So you basically ride a dildo bike controlled by someone else and the
goal is to make them orgasm before you do?  I asked.

   "Yep, pretty much," she said.

   "Girl vs guy?" I asked.

   "Usually yeah," she said, "But the bikes can be switched to male or
female so you can have same-sex battles."

   "What happens if you lose?" I asked her.

   "Well, you have a very public orgasm for starters," she grinned.

   "Well, yeah," I said, "Anything else?"

   "Yeah," she said grinning at me, "The guy who beat you still needs to
cum and you have to service them however they want."

   "Er...  what?" I said staring at her, "Like...  anything?"

   "Yep," she nodded, "As I said, don't lose."

   "That is nuts," I said.  "When you say 'however the want', I assume you
mean hand or mouth?"

   She nodded her head.  "Well, yeah, but let's be blunt here, if you lose
you are getting fucked," she said.  "With an audience," she added.

   "Woah with an audience?" I said looking at her.  "They watch?"

   "If they want yeah," she said.

   "Anything off-limits?" I asked.

   "Not really," she said shaking her head in reply, "Like they cant hurt
you or anything like that, but other than that the loser is free game."

   "Bum?" I asked tentatively.  Anal was one of those things that I will do
on occasion, but I would not say that I enjoy it.  It was my final
submission in any relationship and required a level of trust that I had
only reached with one guy.

   "Yeah, afraid so," she said smiling at me.  She knew my stance on anal
and she had a similar approach to it as well.  "You can safeword if you
really don't wanna do it and no one will hold that against you.  For a few
of the girls it is a definite no go."

   "That is insane," I said, "What the fuck."

   "It is awesome fun," she said, "It is proper filth and soooooooooooooo
fucking awesome."

   "Have you ever lost?" I asked her.

   "Oh fuck yeah," she said, "Third time I played.  I had been horny all
day thinking about it and the guy I was against absolutely destroyed me. 
He just went for it from the off, fast and deep which is a risky approach
as the depth is controlled by the resistance setting and the speed is
controlled by how fast you cycle.  I gasped with surprise within 2 seconds
of the battle starting.  I was in trouble before 10 seconds had passed and
I was cross-eyed within 30 seconds."

   "Oooo so you can pick the speed and the resistance?" I asked to which
she just nodded.  "How does that work for the guys then?"

   "Speed is how quickly the toy goes up and down and the resistance is how
long the stroke is," she said, "It is kind of like a Fleshlight device that
they use.  For the girls, it is a dildo and clit vibrator."

   "How big is the dildo?" I asked.

   "Your opponent can pick," she replied.

   "So massive then?" I giggled.

   "Not usually no," she said, "Male pride doesn't want to follow a monster
cock.  No fun if she is numb from the waist down by the time you get to
her. The girl vs girl ones tend to be the ones who go big as most of those
matches they just want to humiliate each other."

   "That is mental," I said, "If the girl wins does she get to have the guy
finish her off?" I asked.

   "If she wants yeah," she said, "The toy the guys use catches the semen
in a cup type thing and they have to drink it.  That is usually all the
girl makes the guy do, but some do request he goes down on them."

   "Do you play naked?" I asked.

   "No, the guys wear boxers and the girls usually just wear a dress. 
Panties get in the way so are best removed, although if you are battling
that night it is generally easier to just not bother wearing any," she
said, "Loser strips though."

   "Naked?" I clarified to which she nodded.

   "Yeah, naked," she confirmed, "For the rest of the night, but you aren't
locked in, you can leave whenever you want."

   "What is stopping you from losing and just safe wording it straight
away?" I asked.

   "You won't get invited back if you do it repeatedly," she said.  "Even
orgasm is an honour system.  Not for the guys, that is fairly obvious when
that happens, but if you can cum secretly then you could just carry on and
pretend you didn't have one."

   "Do girls do that?" I asked.

   "It is massively frowned upon and if you are suspected of doing it
repeatedly you will get kicked out," she said, "But I guess some could."

   "Have you?" I grinned at her.

   "Oh fuck no," she said laughing, "I am not quiet after a build-up like
that," she added.

   "Screamer?" I grinned.

   "Nooo," she said, "Fairly obvious I am cumming though."

   "Awesome," I replied.

   "So you in?" she asked.

   Was I in?  I don't know.  Was I intrigued?  Yes, I was.  Was I single?
Yes, I was.  Did it sound like fun?  God yes it did.  I wasn't sure if I
was too conservative though to actually do that.  Just discussing it though
and I could feel the warmth in my panties.  "I can just try it and I am not
committed to it?" I asked.

   "Yeah, not committed," she said, "Oh, new players have to play on their
first night."

   "Against who?" I asked.

   "One of the veterans," she said, "Usually Josh.  He is super hot, so all
is good," she added with a grin.

   "Does veteran mean that he is good and will kick my ass?" I asked.

   "Nar, he has just been there a long time," she said.  "He was the one
who played me when I first went."

   "And you won?" I asked.

   "Yep," she nodded enthusiastically, "Made him drink his cum too," she
added.

   "Ewww," I said screwing my nose up.

   "He wanted a rematch the week after and I beat him again as well," she
giggled.

   "Creamy shot again?" I giggled.

   "Ooo yeah," she laughed.  "Oh yeah, if you are 'on' you are not expected
to play, but you can still go and watch.  Again it is an honour system.  No
one is going to ask you to prove it, but if you are 'on' every week then
they will get suspicious," she said with a wry smile.

   "How many battles are there each week?" I asked.

   "It varies," she said, "Usually ten to fifteen people turn up and half
of them want a battle.  So four or five on average."

   "One battle a week?" I asked.

   "You can do as many as you want.  If you lose you can't play again until
next week though.  Rematches have to be honoured if requested and whoever
won the first battle can add extra perks to the battle as well."

   "Perks?  Like what?" I asked.

   "It varies.  No underwear allowed for the week.  Again, honour system,
no one checks.  Pizza dare is popular.  Flash your mum / dad / brother /
sister / postman.  Shit like that.  Oh and go home naked, is a popular
one," she said.

   "Go home naked?" I asked hearing the surprise in my own voice.

   "Yep," she said nodding, "You don't have to accept the perk and can just
do a regular rematch," she said.

   "So why would you accept the perk wager?" I asked.

   She shrugged.  "For a laugh," she said, "It is only valid for the one
who lost the first battle.  The winner is just regular forfeits."

   "Are you serious?" I asked, "Like, really?  This is what you do?" I
said. I was still not convinced she wasn't taking the piss out of me and
this was all a weird joke.

   "Yep, 100% serious," she said, "As I said, you can try it later today,
but you will have to play a battle.  You can safe word it though if you
lose or are about to lose, but of course, you won't get invited back if you
do that."

   "Will that look bad on you?" I asked.

   "No, it is the agreed approach for new players," she said, "No pressure
or obligation."

   "Okay," I said nodding, "Fuck it, I will give it a go."

   "Awesome," she said grinning, "I will let them know.  You aren't on are
you?"

   "Nope," I said, "Aren't we synced up on that?" I asked.

   "Yeah, I think so," she said, "But you never know.  And are you on the
pill still?"

   "Yeah I am," I said.  "If I lose...  will I...  uhm...  will Josh..." I
said nervously.

   "Fuck you?" Jess finished for me to which I nodded.  "Nar, not unless
you want it.  First loss is just for nudity and the embarrassment of a
public orgasm."

   "Come round to mine for half 6 ish later and we will go together," she
said.

   "What do I wear?" I asked.

   "Short dress is about the only requirement," she said.

   "Underwear?" I asked.

   "Up to you.  I don't bother if I am playing that night," she said
shrugging, "If you win, no one sees anyway.  If you lose you get naked."

   "Do I need to shave?" I asked.

   "Entirely up to you," she said, "I don't.  A few of the girls do and a
couple of the guys, but it is up to you.  Don't read too much into it.  It
is just a safe place for a laugh and some naughty games.  No one is judging
you.  Everyone is looking, but no one is judging."

   The rest of the day went quickly.  I was super nervous and excited at
the same time.  I told dad I was going to stay at Jess's.  I didn't say,
"Hey Dad, gonna go to a sex game party, see you tomorrow." I figured that
he wouldn't want to know.

   I picked out a sky blue dress that was mid-way between my knees and
hips. I assumed that that classed as a short dress.  I guess the
requirement is that I can sit on a seat and allow access to a dildo, which
I could.  Jess was wearing a mint green dress.  "Do you have undies on?"
she asked.

   "Yeah, you?" I asked.

   "Nar," she said.  "They are clumsy to remove.  Do you do it in the
bathroom?  Or just while waiting?  Do you place them like a trophy on the
side, or do you put them in your bag?  I just don't wear underwear.  Plus
guys are very visual when it comes to being turned on.  Being able to see
your nipples through the dress doesn't help their control.  Plus if it
starts to go really wrong you can offer up a quick flash by opening your
legs."

   "So you are naked underneath that dress?" I asked.  I was still not
convinced that this wasn't a weird trick and I was about to get pranked in
an epic sort of way.

   "Yeah," she said, "Totally commando under this."

   "Okay," I said looking at her.  She took the hint and turned away while
I removed my bra and panties.  I put them into the rucksack I had brought
with me and she turned around again.  "Ready?" she asked.

   "I don't think I will ever be ready," I replied, "But let's go."

   We arrived at the gym just before half 7 and Jess let us in with a key.
All of the blinds were closed.  We went in and there were a lot of people
around.  Jess introduced me to everyone, but I forgot everyone except for
Josh.  He was indeed very cute.  He was over 6 foot tall.  Dirty blonde
hair in a surfer style and a nice body from what I could see.  Definitely
the sort of guy I would be attracted to.

   We chatted for a while and everyone came over and said hi.  They all
seemed nice and it took me a few minutes to realise that some girls were
wearing dresses and some were wearing jeans.  I guess the ones in jeans
weren't playing tonight.  Including myself and Jess there were four girls
out of nine wearing dresses.  I was shown the bikes we would be using and
they were seriously impressive bits of kit.  Jess cycled the opposite one
and I watched the dildo thrust up and down for a few moments.  Jess smiled
at me.  "Feels really good," she said.  "Josh will try finding out what you
like.  Don't tell him.  For obvious reasons."

   "What I like?" I asked her, but I think I knew what she meant.

   "Yeah, what gets you off," she said, "They asked me, but even if I
wanted to tell them I honestly don't know."

   "And neither do you need to," I replied back with a smile.

   "Okay, riders and observers, let's get the evening started," a voice
boomed over the tannoy system.  "We have a new rider tonight.  Please
welcome Sophie Lloyd to the group," they said.

   "As is tradition," the voice continued, "She is battling tonight and she
is first up.  She is battling Josh and the standard 6-inch dildo will be
used.  Good luck to both of you."

   I went up to the front with Josh and we shook hands.  "Ready to go
cross-eyed?" he asked.

   "You wish," I replied.  I was pleased with how confident my reply came
across, inside I was terrified.

   He sat on the bike setup for males and my eyes nearly bugged out of my
head when I got a good look at his dick.  I couldn't help but smile as he
slowly inserted himself into the toy.  He was already erect and as was
required he had taken a Viagra to ensure his erection didn't fade
prematurely.  I was slightly wet just from the anticipation, but wasn't wet
enough, but Jess had said the bike will apply lube.

   I sat on the seat and pressed the prepare button.  I felt the bike buzz
beneath me and felt the dildo rise up and press against me.  It was slick
with lube and I adjusted my position to line it up and gasped as I felt it
slide inside me a few times.  "Ready?" Josh asked.

   "Yeah, ready," I said nodding and looking around the room.  18 people
were looking at me.  18 people were watching me sitting on a sex bike with
a 6-inch dildo up me.  It felt nice.  I was 19, and I am still very much at
the age where if you stick something in me and ram it in and out quick
enough I am not going to complain.  There are better and more effective
ways to get me off, but as a tried and tested method the simple approach of
'just fuck me' will get the job done.

   "Want a free tip?" one of the girls who I think was called Jenny asked
me.

   "Sure," I replied.

   "Don't cum," she grinned, "Good luck."

   We were counted down and I selected resistance 5 and settled into a
steady pace.  The max resistance was 10 and I expected to be able to manage
level 5 for a while at a steady pace.  I am not sure what setting he
selected, but damn, it felt nice.  I tried not to give anything away with
my reactions, but it is very off-putting having a dildo up you.

   Level 5 was tough, I am not sure if I was just out of shape, or what,
but my legs were aching already a bit.  I wouldn't be able to keep up this
pace and resistance for long so I dropped the resistance and picked up the
pace.  Experience has taught me that when a cock is in your hand just go
controlled and quick.  Length of stroke doesn't really matter.  That is
what I hoped anyway.

   "Tired already?" he asked.  "Am I allowed to use the clit vibrator?"

   He was answered with a several confirmations from the people watching
and he pressed something on his bike and I felt the clit vibrator turn on.
My eyes fluttered and he blurred for a second.  "Fuck," I said out loud
before I could censor myself.

   "Ooo she likes that," he said grinning at me.  "Cum for me," he said.

   "Not that good," I smiled back at him.  Luckily he had done like all
guys do and assume faster was better.  Not true.  Go deep, go slow.  I
picked up my pace and I could see him struggling.  I could feel that he was
using a high level and it would be tough and he was trying to maintain a
very fast speed while being masturbated.  After 10 seconds I felt the depth
reduce as well as the speed.  My nipples were rock hard and although I
could feel the lube being applied to me it wasn't required.  I was soaking
wet with my own excitement.  I turned off the lube as I had been shown
earlier.

   It was surreal.  I was getting masturbated in front of 18 people, 19 if
you include Josh and one of them was my best mate.  She was just standing
watching me.  I am not entirely sure who's corner she was in.  I would like
to think that she was in my corner, but I am not totally sure.  It felt so
nice, it was at the stage where I would start making requests that he
fingers me, rubs my clit, or just goes down me.  I was close enough to cum
if I got the correct stimulus, I was just hoping that he didn't up the
resistance so I was taking the full 6 inches.

   "Come on," I urged as I looked at him intently.  I was speeding up and
slowing down looking for a reaction.  I upped the resistance back to five
again and got the reaction I was looking for.  He didn't say anything, he
just moaned softly and the aching from my legs disappeared.  I could taste
victory and I picked up the pace again.  I upped the resistance to 6 to
give him longer strokes and stared at him.  "Cum for me," I grinned at him.

   "No way," he said shaking his head, but not sounding at all convinced.

   "You know you want to," I grinned at him.

   He shook his head, but I could feel the dildo in me changing speed
repeatedly as he began to lose control.  It stopped and I look at him
excitedly.  It started again and I could feel my legs burning.  I went for
it, the last push.  Do or die, he either had an orgasm or I would need 30
seconds to recover my legs, in which time he would most likely recover
enough to finish me off.  "Come on," I urged, "Cum for me.  Be a good boy,"
I said.

   "Fuck," he said and I felt the dildo stop moving again.  "Well played,"
he gasped seconds before his creamy liquid exploded into the clear plastic
cup at the top of the sex toy.

   "Haha!  Yes!" I said punching the air and speeding up as fast as I could
to make sure I milked every last drop.  "Nearly had me though," I said as
we switched off our machines.

   "Yeah, he went too quick and let you off the hook," Jenny said, "You
were soooo gonna squeal."

   I looked at her and smiled.  Surprised and yet impressed she had read me
so well.  Exactly that, if he hadn't gone quicker or had just gone deeper I
would have orgasmed.  "What do you want?" Josh asked.

   "Just drink the cum," I said.

   "Bitch," he said, but there was no malice in it and he smiled.  He
expected that I guess.

   He took the cup off the toy and swirled the contents.  It was a decent
load and not one I would fancy swallowing.  I do swallow and don't actually
mind the taste.  I am too selfish though, it feels soooo nice inside me, it
seems like a waste of it ending up in my mouth.  I did feel sorry for him
having to drink it cold, but not sorry enough to let him off the hook.  He
tipped it back and like a salty shot he downed it in one.

   He also took his boxers off and I had a good look at him.  Still, under
the effects of Viagra, he was hot.  Like really hot.  Awesome dick.  If it
wasn't for the audience, I would love to have a go on that.

   "The newbie wins," rang across the tannoy system, "Congratulations to
Sophie.  Next up.  Jessica vs Martin.  Six-inch dildo."

   "Ooo, my go," Jess said, "Wish me luck," she added finishing her drink.

   She went up and shook Martin's hand.  It was strange that I was about to
watch two people masturbate.  Except for boyfriends though I have never
actually watched anyone do it and I have certainly never watched a girl do
it.  I have known Jess for years.  We have seen each other naked a few
times when getting changed, but it is not a regular occurrence.  The most
it has happened was last year when on holiday, the air conditioning in the
room was next to useless and we both ended up sleeping in just panties
after the first couple of uncomfortably warm nights.

   I looked around the room, which was packed.  A fairly even mix of male
and female people was watching and the nonchalant nature that they were
watching was weird but in a cool sort of way.  It was like they were about
to watch two people arm wrestle or something equally unexciting.  In
reality, though they were about to watch two people try and win an orgasm
race.  Martin stripped to his boxers and grinned at Jess.  "Ready to lose?"
he asked her.

   "Always," she grinned back, "But more relevantly are you?" she asked.

   He sat on the bike and sorted out the toy around him.  I was staring, I
was hopeful for a glimpse of his penis, but none was offered.  Jess sat on
the bike opposite and using the manual controls she inserted the dildo
inside herself.  I watched her shift her weight around a few times as she
got comfortable.  It fully inserted and retracted a couple of times and she
pressed the ready button once she was happy she was in the correct position
and that she was wet enough.  Martin had also pressed his and they were
counted into the battle.

   She was smiling at him as the match began.  Her eyes sparkled as he
started pedalling and the toy started to penetrate her.  He was at level
four and cycling at a steady RPM.  He was staring at her trying to gauge
her reaction while she maintained her best poker face.  She was at level
three and cycling a little bit faster than he was.  "You like that?" he
asked her predatorily.

   "Nar, having a cock up me feels horrible," she replied sarcastically,
"Yeah it feels good," she added but maintained her poker face.

   "Are you gonna cum for me?" he asked her.

   "Probably...  eventually...  if you last long enough," she said sounding
disinterested, "You first though."

   "No no, ladies first," he grinned at her.

   "Such a gent," she replied smiling at him and picking up her a pace a
little bit.  He tilted his head back and let out a soft moan as she did so
and her smile grew wider on her face.

   Her nipples were rock hard and I could see them through her this dress.
I have seen her bare breasts a few times in the past, but it somehow did
feel naughtier when it was a voyeuristic glimpse like this was.  He kept
his pace steady and dropped the resistance which would have reduced the
depth of the toy thrusting in and out of her.  Most of the nerve endings
are in the first couple of inches of her vagina, so not a bad idea.  Her
eyes went glassy for a second, but she blinked them back into focus
quickly. His smile indicated that he noticed though and he maintained the
same pace.  After a few seconds, he upped the resistance to six to give her
a bit more depth.  She simultaneously increased her resistance to five and
maintained the same speed.

   Maintaining the same cycling speed when increasing the resistance did
speed up the thrusting as it was going deeper, but still keeping the same
thrusts per minute.  That went for both of the bikes, he was getting longer
faster strokes, while she was getting deeper faster thrusts.  They were
both starting to breathe heavily and I suspect not all of it was caused by
the physical exertion.k Her legs faltered first and she dropped the
resistance instead of slowing down.  "Tired?" he teased.

   "Nope," she replied shaking her head and using the reduced resistance to
increase her pace.

   It was like watching a very sexy game of chess.  Both of them were
tactically trying to get the upper hand.  It would be a domino effect if
one of them started to lose control.  Cycling with any sort of speed or
consistency while rapidly approaching orgasm is not an easy thing to do. 
Jess was now breathing through her mouth and there was a thin sheen of
sweat forming on her chest.  She closed her eyes a couple of times and
tilted her head back for a second or two each time.  Each time she did
Martin alternated between going a little bit faster and a little bit
slower. I couldn't tell if she was fighting inevitable orgasm, or if the
exertion was taking its toll on her legs.

   Martin was also breathing through his mouth in long deep breaths
although he looked more in control than she was.  The guys were cheering
him on with phrases like, "Go on, finish her off," while the girls were
encouraging Jess to not give up.  Jess tilted her head back and stared at
the ceiling for a couple of seconds.  "Fuck," she mouthed.  No sound came
out, but you didn't need to be a good lip reader to work that one out.

   "Be a good girl and cum," Martin said staring at her.  His eyes kept
flicking between her legs, but she was maintaining dignity even though she
was wearing a fairly short dress and nothing else.  She didn't reply, she
just shook her head, but I could see she was losing control.  I have never
watched a girl orgasm before, but I have made myself cum thousands of times
and I could recognise the road to orgasm when I saw it.  She was travelling
down that road pretty quickly.

   Jess changed the resistance on the bike again and she went back up to
five.  She slowed down slightly as her legs met the increased resistance,
but it did cause Martin to gasp in surprise.  She heard him and opened her
eyes to look at him.  She grinned and picked up the pace as Martin also
picked up the pace.  They were staring at each other and it was a test of
endurance.  Both of them were cycling as quickly as they could manage. 
Both of them stared at each other.  "Fuck," Jess moaned tilting her head
back again, "That feels so fucking good," she added and this time she
didn't just mouth the words.  They were softly spoken, but audible
nonetheless.  She knew that this was it, in the next few seconds if he
didn't cum she was going to.

   Both of them were panting hard as they pushed harder and harder.  Their
legs must have been screaming for mercy, but neither of them wanted to give
up.  Martin was staring at her with his eyes wide open and I could see his
legs slowing.  Jess felt the slow down of the toy inside her and she
grinned at him.  Encouraged by what she assumed to be an upper hand for her
she pushed even harder and increased the resistance again.  "Shit," Martin
gasped and stared at her wide-eyed.

   She grinned back at him and kept pedalling.  His legs stopped for a
second before restarting, but only for a second and when they stopped
again, it was at the same time as a loud moan from Martin.  "Fuuuuuuuck,"
he groaned.

   "There we go," Jess grinned at him, "Fucking cum for me," she giggled as
she stared at the toy that was milking his exploding cock.

   He hit the off button on his bike and just sat still as he recovered his
breath.  Jess switched her bike off and folded her legs together with her
feet still on the pedals.  "Jess.  Confirm you didn't orgasm," rang over
the tannoy system.

   "I didn't orgasm," Jess said as she caught her breath.

   "Defeat for Martin," the tannoy announced.

   "Wow," one of the girls watching said, "That was a close one that.  How
close were you Jess?" she asked.

   "Close," she grinned at her, "Really really fucking close.  Tingly
close."

   Once they had both recovered they got off the bikes and Martin stripped
naked.  He wasn't as cute as Josh, but he was okay looking.  I wouldn't
kick him out of bed.  He drank his semen and screwed up his face in the
process.  "Now you know how she feels when you spunk in her mouth," one of
the girls said to him.

   I thought that was it, but Jess was putting on a harness thing and it
took me a few seconds to realise that it was a strap on.  "Ready to find
out why girls tend to say no to anal?" Jess asked him.

   "Not really," he said with a coy smile.

   She grinned at him and pushed him to his knees.  She pushed the dildo
down his throat and gagged him a few times.  "Nice and wet, she said,
"Trust me, you want it really really wet."

   He licked and sucked at the cock as she pumped it in and out of his
mouth.  She was merciless.  It wasn't a blow job, it was a face fuck.  He
was gagging more than he was sucking and I watched on captivated by the
display.  He reached up her dress and she swatted his hand away
aggressively.  "You haven't earned that," she said as she grabbed the back
of his head and forced the dildo down his throat and held him for several
seconds.  As soon as she let him go he sprang back off the dildo gasping
for air.

   She pushed him around so he was knelt on all fours in front of her.  She
knelt behind him and placed the dildo against his ass.  "Relax," she cooed
calmly.

   She pushed forwards and I saw his toes curl as his ass got penetrated
"Oooooooo wow," he said.  His use of the word wow was more in surprise than
approval.  I know that feeling.  Surprise is always the initial reaction
when something goes up there.  Nothing prepares you for it.

   "Halfway," she said as she slowly slid it deeper into him.

   "Fuck," he said lowering his head as he searched for a more comfortable
angle.

   She grabbed his hair and pulled his head back up so his back was
horizontal.  "Keep your back straight," Jess said.

   "It is too big," Martin said trying to lower his head and back again.

   "It isn't," Jess said, "Trust me."

   "Yeah that isn't too big," one of the girls agreed, "Feels grim doesn't
it?" she giggled.

   "Feels too big," Martin protested.

   "Three quarters in," Jess said, "Safeword if you want.  No hard
feelings."

   He shook his head.  "No, I lost, fair is fair," he said.

   "Good boy," Jess grinned as she drove it into him the final couple of
inches.

   His eyes lit up and actually crossed as he took six inches up the ass.
It wasn't even a particularly thick or long dildo.  He was actually bigger
than it.  Not by much, but his cock was definitely bigger than the toy that
was buried in him.  I assume if Jess had lost she would be in a similar
position and he would have no concern over size or comfort.  "Fuck," he
whispered.

   "Will do," Jess said and she started to fuck his ass with the strap on.
He tried to pull himself off it, but she pulled him back with his hair.  I
felt for him, I have been in that position more than once and I know how
weird it feels.  To his credit though he took it.

   After a few minutes of Jess fucking his ass while spanking and generally
humiliating him she pulled out with no warning and slapped his bare bum as
hard as she could.  "That will do," she giggled as she stood up and removed
the strap-on.

   "That was...  brutal," I said when Jess came over to me.

   "Ha, you think that was brutal?  Wait for this battle," she replied,
"This is why everyone is here tonight."

   Two girls took centre stage and they were introduced as Alison and
Rebecca.  They were both over 6 foot tall, gorgeous long straight blonde
hair that was tied back into a ponytail.  They were both super cute as well
and they were both wearing a similar style vest and skirt.  They smiled at
each other as the announcer introduced them and laid out the agreed
forfeits for the upcoming battle.  I didn't really follow it, but from what
I could understand it was basically a no holds barred battle, the loser
would submit entirely.  It was implied that the submission would be total
and to everyone, but I assumed that I had interpreted that incorrectly.

   The two girls grinned at each other, their large blue eyes sparkling
with excitement.  "What size are we going with?" Alison asked, "You can
pick."

   "What do you like most?" Rebecca asked her with a grin.  "Depth or
girth?" she asked.

   "To be honest, either," she replied.  "If you are good enough I will cum
with either.  You?"

   "Yeah, same," Rebecca nodded in reply.  "Down the middle then?  The
sixes?" Rebecca asked to which Alison nodded in reply.

   "Wanna spice it up a little?" Alison asked.

   "Yeah, sure," Rebecca replied, "Coin flip?"

   "Uh hu," Alison said, "Flip two coins each.  Two heads, you do it
topless, two tails you do it bottomless, heads and a tails and you get
naked."

   "Deal," Rebecca said and shook Alison's hand.

   Neither of them had pockets and so neither of them had coins on them,
but after a few seconds, they were handed four quarters from people who
were watching.  They flipped the coins at the same time and let them land
on the floor.

   Rebecca got Tails and Tails.

   Alison got Tails and Heads

   "Fuck," Alison said.  "Oh well."

   Rebecca smiled at her.  "Saves time in a few minutes once you have
screamed some of your dignity away," she said with a mischievous grin. 
Rebecca slipped her skirt off and dropped it on the floor.  He made no
attempt at covering herself up and my eyes were drawn to her pussy.  She
was shaved totally hairless.  She looked awesome, slim hips and well-toned
legs combined with her hairless pussy.

   "You wish," Alison replied as she lifted her top off and slid her skirt
off.  She had good boobs.  Apple sized and perfectly formed.  Her nipples
were standing proudly off her chest as a few wolf whistles echoed around
the room.  She wasn't shaved, but she was very trimmed with just a thin
landing strip of blonde pubes between her legs.  "Ready to cum?" she asked
Rebecca who just grinned at her and sat on the bike that was closest to
her. Alison got on the other one and they positioned themselves and allowed
the machines to achieve full penetration.

   "What is the grudge?" I asked Jess.

   She just shrugged.  "Grudge match is just what these sort of battles are
called," she said, "There isn't an actual grudge.  The two of them have
never lost a battle, so they agreed to this.  One of them is going to
lose."

   "How long have they been in the club?" I asked.

   "Six months or so and eight or nine battles each I think it is," Jess
said, "They joined at the same time and have annihilated every guy who has
challenged them so far.  Emma challenged Alison a couple of weeks ago and
got equally destroyed."

   "Oh," I said not knowing what to say to that.  I hadn't even considered
that girls would challenge each other which was an odd oversight on my
behalf.  "What did Alison do to Emma?" I asked.

   Jess grinned at me with a wide toothy grin, her eyes twinkling.  "The
bikes don't just do front entrance," she said.

   "Oh," I said.  "Oh!" I said failing to hide my surprise as it registered
what that actually meant.

   "Yeah, she was merciless," Jess said, "The full nine-inch dildo as
well."

   "Ouch," I said looking at Emma in sympathy, although she wasn't
listening or even within earshot.

   Jess followed my eye line and smiled at me.  "She made her cum again as
well," she said.

   "Just from anal?" I asked to which Jess just nodded.  "Fuck," I said. 
More to myself than as a reply or statement.

   "Ready?" Alison asked Rebecca who just nodded in reply.  "Safeword
vanilla?" she asked.

   "Uh hu," Rebecca said nodding her head.  "Last chance to submit now and
I will go easy on you?" she said.

   "Ha, no chance," Alison grinned back at her, "No such offer for you.  I
am going to watch you turn into a human pincushion."

   "Well then," Rebecca said, "Let the best girl win."

   They were counted in and both of them went high resistance and fast.  In
unison, they both swore as they simultaneously took six inches plus clit
vibration.  Alison's foot slipped off the pedal and she stopped for a few
seconds as she sorted her feet out again.  "Cumming already?" Rebecca
teased.  Alison resumed pedalling and Rebecca's eyes rolled fully into the
back of her head.

   She pushed harder and within 10 seconds both of them were sweating and
their breathing was very laboured.  Alison had no secrets.  Being on the
bike naked and pedalling didn't offer any sort of dignity preservation. 
Her pussy was clear to see if you were at the right angle.  You could see
the toy thumping in and out of her and it was slick with lube and her
excitement.  "Fucking hell," Alison whispered as she looked down at her
feet to aid with her coordination.

   Rebecca grinned at her like a cat would grin at a mouse that it had by
the tail.  "Are you gonna cum?" she asked her.  Alison shook her head but
didn't speak a reply.  "Be a good girl, what do you want?  Faster?  Deeper?
Slower?" she asked her.

   Rebecca was toying with her.  Speeding up and slowing down her pedalling
as she stared at Alison.  She was looking for that uncontrolled reaction
that gave away what she enjoyed the most.  By the looks of it deep and fast
seemed to be doing the job.  Alison was in trouble and she was already
slowing down on the pedals.  She upped the resistance to ten and Alison's
head snapped back like she had been electrocuted.  "Oooo shit," she
whispered.

   Rebecca was going for it.  Urged on by her dominant position she
pedalled as quickly as she could and everyone could hear the punishment
that Alison's pussy was taking.  The thump thump thump of the toy pistoning
in and out of her was occasionally punctuated by a gasp, a moan, or a
squeal.  Alison stopped pedalling and opened her legs wider giving a fully
unrestricted view of her womanly charms.  She realised what she had done
and snapped her legs closed again, but she only pedalled one rotation
before stopping again.

   "Come on babe," Rebecca grinned at her, "Give it up.  What do you need?"

   "No," Alison said shaking her head and pedalling again.  Rebecca was
taking the full six inches as well as the clit vibration, but it was
nowhere near as quick as what Alison was taking and it seemed like speed
was what was winning the battle.  Alison's legs had clearly gone and she
was on the ropes.  Her body was fighting orgasm, but she was losing the
battle, and fairly quickly as well by the looks of it.

   Alison stopped pedalling again and opened her legs again.  She reached
between her legs but stopped herself.  "Go on, rub yourself off if you
want," Rebecca said smiling broadly at her.  She slowed her pedalling right
down so the dildo slowly thrust deep into her and then slowly withdrew
again.  The vibrator was still buzzing against her clit and everyone could
see that she was done.  She hadn't cum yet, but she was done.

   "Bitch," Alison mumbled under her breath.

   "Whore," Rebecca replied with a predatorial grin.  "Was that an orgasm?"
she asked.

   Alison shook her head.  "No," she said after a couple of seconds.  She
looked into Rebecca's eyes and Rebecca stared back at her.

   "What do you need sis?" Rebecca asked, "Come on...  squeal."

   "SIS?" I said sounding surprised and looking at Jess.

   "Oh yeah, they are sisters," Jess replied.

   "Fuck..  wow," I said staring at the two of them as Rebecca desperately
hunted for the killing blow.

   Alison's eyes were gone.  They were closed for the majority of the time
and when they did open it was just the whites of her eyes that were
visible. Her pupils were staring into the back of her head.  "Do you need
it up your ass?  Is that why you have never lost a battle?" Rebecca teased,
"Slut."

   Alison shook her head in reply.  "Dare ya," Rebecca said, "Can you cum
with a cock up your ass?"

   Alison didn't reply.  She opened her eyes and for a second we saw her
sparkling blue eyes, but they rolled upwards again after less than a
second. "Turn off the vibrator," Alison gasped, "And as fast as you can,"
she said.

   "Good girl," Rebecca giggled as she adjusted the machine settings.  She
pedalled as fast as she could and Alison spasmed instantly.

   "Fuck," Alison gasped.  "Fuck...  I am cumming." She moaned loudly as
she shuddered to orgasm.  She moaned and squealed and yelped as she
climaxed.  After a few seconds, she slapped at the machine and turned it
off.  She folded her legs together and sank into the seat gasping for air.

   The room was electric.  That was quite possibly the sexiest and most
awesome thing I haveever watched in my life.  The atmosphere was buzzing as
the two girls caught their breath.  Rebecca from exertion.  Alison from
what looked like an earth-shattering orgasm.  I shifted how I was standing
and it was then I realised that I was wet.  Wearing just a skirt that feels
weird and very exposed as the cool air licks up between your legs against
your excitement.  I crossed my legs while standing and looked at Jess. 
"That was quite something," I said.

   "Uh hu," Jess nodded in reply.  She scanned up and down my body and
grinned at me.  "Yeah, me too.  Wish I had panties on," she said with a
giggle.

   I blushed but didn't reply to her.  It was surreal, it still felt like a
dream.  Granted a dream I would usually wake up from and spend most of the
day in bed if possible.  Rebecca got up first and grinned at her sister who
was still crumpled in a heap on the other bike.  Her chest was still rising
and falling rapidly as she recovered herself.  Rebecca got dressed then
walked up to Alison and pinched her left nipple.  "Get off," Alison said
swatting her sister away with her hand.  Rebecca grinned at her and pulled
her to her feet

   It took a couple of attempts, the first one Alison's legs failed to work
and she just sat back down again.  The second time though she unfolded her
legs from around the pedals and stood up.  She lazily rested her right hand
to cover between her legs but made no attempt at covering up her breasts.
"That horse has bolted," Rebecca said as she pulled her hand out of the
way. "Ready?" she asked.

   "No," Alison said smiling at her, "But as ready as I will ever be."

   "Who wants a go?" Rebecca asked everyone in the room, "She is yours...
have fun."

   Rebecca pushed Alison to her knees on the floor and even before she had
gotten comfortable on the floor a cock was offered to her mouth.  She
glanced up at the owner before opening her mouth and letting him slide
inside.  She bobbed her head back and forth as she sucked him off.  After a
few seconds, she reached up and assisted her mouth by using her right hand
on his shaft.  She was being watched by 19 people.  Naked, on her knees
with a cock down her throat.  It was so sexy, degrading for her, but so
sexy to watch.  The guy in her mouth started to thrust slowly in time with
her bobbing head and he didn't last long.  "Gonna cum," he said staring
down at her.

   She reacted by deep throating him so the cum would go straight down her
throat to avoid the taste.  This was not her first rodeo as they say.  I
saw her swallow a couple of times when he ejaculated into her mouth. 
"Don't warn her," Rebecca said, "Just use her."

   Alison glanced a look of disapproval at her, but there was no protest. I
am not sure if that is because her mouth was full of cock and semen, or if
the forfeit had been pre-agreed and that had been part of the agreement. 
He pulled out of her and barely before she had finished swallowing a second
cock was offered to her lips.  She looked at the cock that was a couple of
inches from her lips for a second before opening her mouth.  Her tongue was
like a welcome mat as she accepted it.  A few of the guys had stripped from
the waist down and I felt a tingle between my legs.  I wouldn't have
swapped positions with Alison at that moment in time, but I would have
happily accepted sex.  All be it in privacy and behind a closed door. 
Ideally a locked and soundproof door.

   One of them knelt behind her and Rebecca handed him some lube.  "Anal
only until she cums again," she said.  Alison looked up at her sister with
pleading eyes, but there was no chance of mercy.  The only way she was
getting out of this was with the safe word.

   The guy applied a generous squirt of lube to her ass and stroked up and
down his cock coating it.  He wasn't massively long, but he was more than a
handful girth wise.  As I have said, I will do anal, but very much on my
terms and a position I select.  Usually on my side, with my hand holding
him and controlling depth and speed.  Certainly not from behind, on my
knees with him having full control.  She was still sucking the cock that
was in her mouth as she got taken from behind.  Her back arched and her
mouth fell open for a second.  She closed her eyes and after a deep breath,
she closed her mouth around him again.  She even pushed back onto the rod
that was slowly creeping into her ass.

   The guy in her bum pushed deeper and deeper until his balls rested
against her ass as he held himself in her.  The guy in her mouth pushed
right down her throat as well and for several seconds they held that
position.  She was speared between them, a proper spit roast and her eyes
were starting to get wider as she ran out of oxygen.  She tapped her hand a
few times on the guy's hip who was in her mouth.  After a second he pulled
it out of her mouth and she gasped in a deep breath.  "No," she said
shaking her head.  "Don't choke me."

   "Yeah, don't choke her," Rebecca said, "Just fuck her to oblivion."

   They did, the guy in her ass pulling out and starting a hard and fast
thrusting.  Her fingers curled against the carpeted floor as she got taken
up the wrong hole.  The two of them synchronised between themselves so they
were thrusting forward at the same time trapping her between them.  With
nowhere to go, she was entirely under their control as they screwed her. 
The guy in her ass came first.  He pulled out and moments later he was
replaced with a different cock.  Again, not massive, but bigger than I
would willingly take doggy style in that hole.  She was moaning softly as
the guy in her ass pushed into her.  She was enjoying it.  Dirty bitch was
actually enjoying it.  Judging by the noise she was making she was really
enjoying it.

   "Are you going to cum?" Rebecca asked the guy who was up her ass.

   "Not yet," he said shaking his head, "Why?" he asked.

   "Because she is," Rebecca grinned at him, "Steve, let her breathe for a
second.  Let's hear her orgasm again."

   Steve pulled out of her mouth and Alison moaned.  She was lost in the
moment.  Her breathing was laboured and the guy in her picked up the pace.
"Oh God," Alison said stretching her arms out in front of her and lowering
her chest to the floor.

   "Dirty little slut," Rebecca giggled.

   "Fuck...  you," Alison said between gasps and urgent breaths.

   "No no no...  fuck you," Rebecca replied with a grin.

   Alison's entire body twitched again.  Not as violently as when she had
been on the bike, but there was no mistaking that she was orgasming.  Her
eyes rolled into the back of her head and she was meeting the thrusts up
her ass with her own in the opposite direction.  She trembled as she
orgasmed and with her mouth still open Steve slid back into her again.  She
sucked obediently and again swallowed the cum that got fired into her
mouth. The guy up her ass also came and pulled out of her with a wet slurp.
"Next," he said slapping her ass as he stood up.

   There were a total of ten guys, and each one of them was going to have a
go.  Four had cum in her, I had beaten Josh and Martin so there were four
left.  "A couple of you cum on her, not in her," Rebecca said, "She is
going home unwashed and naked."

   They did.  The guy who was in her mouth pulled out and finished himself
off on her face and in her hair.  Creamy splatters covered her as he
offered himself to her mouth again.  She sucked the last bits out of him
and opened her mouth ready for the next one.  The guy in her pussy pulled
out and came on her bum and back.  She was rolled onto her back and the
remaining two guys, plus Josh and Martin who had recovered stood around
her. Taking themselves in their hand they masturbated above her and one by
one fired cum on her naked body.

   The passage of time seemed to warp.  I am not sure if I had been
watching for 1 minute or 60 minutes.  It must have been further towards the
hour though as the guys who had taken her first had recovered and took her
again.  On her back, they engaged in missionary sex with her, but she
seemed more than happy with that arrangement.  It was a wet dream, it was
pure fantasy and she was living it.  Put me in that situation and I am
fairly sure I would be squealing and cumming multiple times with no concern
of the audience who were watching me.

   They came in her again, none of them selecting the same location as the
first time around.  Nothing was off-limits, mouth, pussy and ass took cock
as they all went in for round two.  The only two who didn't were Martin and
Josh.  I guess two ejaculations within an hour was their limit without a
longer recovery time.  Alison sat up when she realised that it was over and
wiped her hand across her mouth leaving a smear of several different loads
of semen.  Rebecca stepped forward holding some handcuffs and cuffed
Alison's hands behind her back.  "I will order a taxi," she grinned at her
cum covered sister.

   "Do they live together?" I asked Jess.

   "Yep, with their brother," Jess replied.

   "No way?  Really?" I said staring at her in disbelief.

   "Yep," she nodded, "Humiliation."

   "Fucking hell," I said.  I was amazed and massively turned on.  If I had
panties on they would be soaked.

   Rebecca was almost a parody of smugness.  Alison was a cum covered mess.
Not much comes out individually, but cumulatively, she took a lot.  She
swallowed a lot as well, which was impressive.  Her hands cuffed behind her
back Rebecca helped her to her feet and I watched semen drip and dribble
down her legs.  Both from the front and the back.  Splatters and pools of
it that were on her face and body dribbled off her and onto the floor as
she looked around the room.  She blushed, she came back to reality with a
bump and now the distraction of pure pleasure had gone it was replaced with
reality.  And her reality was standing in the middle of a gym, naked,
handcuffed, leaking cum out of every entrance.

   The taxi arrived and Alison didn't protest.  She didn't even try to
wriggle her way out of the next stage of her humiliation.  She silently
walked out into the cool night air wearing just some trainers with her smug
sister following her.

   That was the end of the night and people started to go home.  We left in
time for the last bus back to Jess's house.  I tried to spark conversation
on the bus, but she shut me down by quoting the first rule.  We got back to
hers and she let us in.  She shouted to see if anyone was awake still and
her parents were in the living room.  We said a quick hello and then went
upstairs.  If either of us had any underwear on we would have maybe joined
them as they did have wine and they did offer us a glass.

   We went upstairs and for want of a better word we debriefed.  I was
buzzing, like stupidly excited.  My brain was running on overtime at times
two speed and I was just dumping thoughts as they entered my head.  Jess
just sat and grinned at me as I had verbal diarrhoea.  "Enjoyed that then?"
she asked.

   "Absolute fucking filth," I said in reply, "But yeah...  and I won."

   "You did, well done," Jess said.  "Were you close?"

   "Not really," I replied, "Felt awesome, but I wasn't going to cum."

   "I was sooo fucking close," she giggled, "If he didn't change the speed
at that point I was done."

   "Is it like that every week?" I asked her.

   "Nooo," she said shaking her head.  "The grudge battles are another
level.  It is the first time the loser has ever been used by everyone, so
that is out of the norm.  Most weeks it is a handful of 1 vs 1 and the most
you get to see is a bit of nudity."

   "Do you have to battle every week?" I asked.

   "Nar," she said, "If you are challenged you can only reject two before
you have to accept.  As I said earlier, we get a pass if we are on our
period.  I probably only battle once a month.  If that."

   "How many have you lost?" I asked her grinning.

   "A few," she replied returning my grin.  She knew I wanted more detail
but she was going to make me ask her for it.

   "What did you have to do?" I asked her.

   "Blowjob and sex," she said.

   "Everyone watching?" I asked.

   "Yeah, but not like it was tonight," she said, "Like most regular nights
most people there are signed up to a battle so although they are in the
room you don't feel like you are being watched."

   "Did you swallow?" I asked her.

   "Of course," she replied.  "I assume you are staying over?" she asked
changing

   the subject.

   "Yeah, if that is okay," I said, "Need a shower."

   "Yeah, me too," she said, "You go first."

   I showered and brushed my teeth using the toothbrush that I kept at her
house.  I put on my t-shirt and some panties and then went back to her
room. She showered while I got into bed and when she came back she joined
me.  We turned off the light and chatted.  I loved the shower cream she
used, it smelt so nice.  I was still horny and I wish that I had fingered
myself in the shower.  Even though she would have picked me up on it at
least it would have tamed my mind slightly and I wouldn't be laying in bed
with my best mate creaming my panties.

   I rolled onto my side and tried to sleep, but the night was cycling
around in my mind and I couldn't turn my brain off.  Jess's breathing never
settled either so she wasn't asleep yet.  I turned my head to look at her
and she looked back at me when she felt me move.  "Not tired?" she asked. I
just shrugged.  "Or horny?" she grinned at me.

   "Maybe," I replied after a moment's pause.  I wasn't sure if I wanted to
answer that honestly or not.  We are close and we know everything about
each other, I have lived her boyfriends as she has lived mine.  Descriptive
detail was never lacking so yeah...  very few secrets.  Admitting to being
horny though was a line that we have never crossed before.

   She giggled in reply.  "Me too," she said, "Fucking creaming myself."

   "It was awesome wasn't it?" I said, "I would never class myself as being
into voyeurism, but damn...  that was amazing."

   "Yeah," she said, "And I can't help but imagine how her journey home
went."

   "Or when she got back," I finished for her.  "Imagine walking into your
house in that state knowing your brother was going to see you."

   "Yeah," she nodded, "Like naked is bad enough.  But she was a mess.  A
cummy mess."

   "And the taxi driver as well," I said, "I hope he had seat covers."

   Our conversation died down.  The topic was not helping the dryness of my
underwear and I assume it was having a similar effect on her.  I am sure I
have shared a bed with her before when she has been horny.  I know I have
been horny when sleeping with her, but we have never shared such
revelations before.  "Do you need to cum?" she asked me.

   "Oh, uhm," I said not expecting that question at all.  "Do you?" I asked
in reply.

   She looked at me trying to gauge my reaction before she answered that
question.  She nodded first before answering.  "Yeah," she said, "Soooo
fucking bad."

   I grinned at her.  "Eww," I said giggling.  "But yeah, me too."

   "Go on then," she said.

   I rolled to face her as my neck was starting to ache being twisted
around to look at her.  She was grinning at me.  "What?  Here?" I asked. 
She nodded in reply.  "No way," I said wondering if she was joking or not.
I assumed that she was, but I knew she wasn't

   "I will if you will," she said.

   "Serious?" I asked her.

   "Yeah," she said, "Why not?"

   Good question.  I had no good reason to not do it.  If I was at home I
would have cum already.  Social acceptance was the only reason not to and
that argument loses a lot of weight when socially acceptable or not, we
both wanted to.  "You first..." I said.

   "Okay," she said and I felt her shift her weight in the bed.  I felt her
open her legs.  Not legs akimbo wide, but she definitely opened her legs. I
could feel her move her arm and hand and her eyes closed followed by an all
too familiar smile on her face.

   "Are you?" I asked her.

   "Maybe..." she grinned at me.

   I watched her for a second then rolled onto my back.  I opened my legs
and slid my hand down the front of my shirt and into my underwear.  I was
so wet so with no hesitation or teasing I pushed my index finger inside
myself.

   We watched each other as we played with ourselves.  Neither of us was
proper going for it.  I was so horny I would cum in seconds if I wanted to,
but I was masturbating in bed with my best mate.  I felt her lift her hips
off the bed and take off her panties.  "Oooo really?" I said grinning at
her.

   "Yep," she smiled back, "Top as well," she added as she sat up and
lifted her t-shirt up and over her head.

   She didn't readjust the duvet and I could see her breasts in the dim
light that the TV was emitting.  I glanced at them.  Each glance lingered a
little longer than the last as I began to pick up the pace between my legs.
I wriggled out of my t-shirt and then slid my panties down to my ankles. 
We stared at each other as we fingered ourselves.  I could feel the bed
moving as we played with ourselves.  She moved her leg and glanced her foot
against mine.  I thought it was an accident, but she didn't move it away.

   I smiled at her and gently stroked my bare foot against hers.  I closed
my eyes for a few seconds before opening them again.  I bent my leg at the
knee and touched it against her side.  She did the same as we intertwined
our legs together.  "How close are you?" I asked her.  I was controlling
myself.  I could cum whenever I wanted.

   "Very," she replied urgently.

   "Me too," I replied softly as I picked up the pace and added a second
finger inside myself.  "Let's cum."

   "Uh hu," she nodded and closed her eyes.  I stared at her as she
orgasmed next to me.  She opened her eyes and stared at me as my orgasm
washed over me.  Holding my breath and controlling my volume we stared into
each other's eyes.  "Sooooooooo good," she whispered tilting her head back
and closing her eyes.

   "Will you cum again?" I asked her.

   "Yeah," she nodded and almost right on cue she orgasmed again.  "You?"
she asked, her eyes dreamy and glassy as she kept herself on the edge of
orgasm.

   I shook my head.  "Not normally," I said.

   "Poor you," she said grinning at me.  I could hear her fingering herself
more than see anything.  I was just staring into her eyes.  I could hear
the rhythm that she was using and it was just so sexy.  A level of intimacy
that I have never achieved with a guy before.  If a guy isn't in you or
trying to get in you he doesn't seem to be able to stay engaged.  Maybe I
am just dating the wrong guys, or maybe a need to date girls.

   I glanced down her naked body, but the shallow angle meant that I
couldn't really see anything beyond her breasts.  I wanted to prop myself
up on my elbow and watch her, but I wasn't sure if that would be creepy or
a little too keen.  Looking back on it we were in bed with each other,
naked, we had both already orgasmed and she was edging towards a second
one, We were probably both a bit beyond the 'keen' stage.

   I was still playing with myself, but I wasn't likely to cum again.  I
could have a couple if I really chased it, but I usually just switched from
orgasm chasing to dreamy sleep before it happened.  She opened her eyes and
it almost looked like it surprised her that I was still watching her, She
was in her own world and that brief glimpse back into reality surprised her
a bit.  She smiled at me and then closed her eyes again.  She didn't say
anything as I lay next to my best mate who was currently two or three
knuckles deep in herself.

   I stopped playing with myself and she lifted her head up to look at me
as she confirmed I had actually stopped.  "Done?" she asked quizzically.

   "Uh-huh," I nodded, "I'll fall asleep."

   "Really?" she asked sounding genuinely surprised.  As I have said we are
very close and discuss nearly everything.  Masturbation though, is still a
taboo, we have hinted at it and without saying as much we both know that we
both do it, but detailed discussion has never been discussed.

   "Yeah," I said.

   She didn't reply, she closed her eyes and continued where she left off.
I wasn't sure if she was holding herself back from orgasm, or her body was
resisting a second.  I was going to roll onto my side to watch her, but I
felt a brush against the top of my thigh.  I thought it was an accidental
stroke as she shifted her position, but when I looked at her face she was
grinning at me.  Her eyes flicked down my body and I felt my legs opening
before I had even processed the thought of even considering such an action.

   We didn't say anything to each other, but I felt her fingers tickle the
top of my thigh.  Instead of pulling back or me closing my legs I opened
them further.  She walked her fingertips up the front of my thigh, but with
each step she took she edged further and further towards the inside of my
thigh.  I was fully exposed, I was on my back and my legs were wide open. I
felt her as high up my thigh as she could possibly get.  Her fingertips
were just about touching my pubes and I could feel the hair being affected
by her presence.  It took me a few seconds to realise that I was holding my
breath, I was expecting penetration, but at the same time, I was beyond
apprehension.

   I bit my lip playfully, the signal for 'I am not sure, but yeah, okay'.
"Fuck," I said way louder than I intended as she stroked her finger across
my pussy.

   "Probably quieter than that," she grinned at me.

   "Sorry," I replied.

   She teased her finger against me and again I was holding my breath.  She
gently pushed into me and my eyes rolled into the back of my head for a
second.  "Fuuuuuuck," I said, this time I managed to keep the volume down
to barely a whisper.

   I noticed that her legs were also open and I wandered my hand across to
her privates.  She was so hot and as my fingertips danced across her pussy
I felt her wetness.  I have felt my own wetness thousands of times, but
never another girls.  "Yes please," she whispered with a smile.  I hadn't
noticed that I had hesitated for longer than a tease and the delay was
creeping towards the 'yeah just finger me already' stage.

   I did, I slipped two fingers inside her and her reaction was similar to
my own.  "I am shit with my left hand, sorry," I said as I made my excuses
early.

   "Feels more than okay to me," she said looking into my eyes.  "We
working it out or are you telling me?" she asked with a dirty grin.

   It took me a few seconds until it dawned on me.  "Oh, that is good.  Two
fingers works," I said as I told her how to get me off.  "You?"

   "Yeah, just two fingers is good," she replied.

   I came first, shuddering and twitching to orgasm as she fingered me. 
When I had come down from my high I rolled onto my side so I could use my
right hand.  There was no hesitation this time and I pushed my middle and
index fingers into her.  "Oh fuck yes," she mumbled, "You are way better
with your right hand."

   "Told ya," I grinned at her.  I perched on my elbow and watched her as I
fingered her.  I can see why guys stare at my pussy when they are doing
similar to me.  It was addictive and so sexy.  Having such power in just
two fingers was addictive.

   "Slow down a bit," she said.

   "Sorry," I replied as I slowed down and switched her depth instead.

   "Not sorry," she said shaking her head, "I was gonna scream the house
down if you kept that up," she grinned at me.

   I felt her pussy pulse and squeeze my fingers and I switched my gaze up
to her face.  I watched her cum as I felt it on my fingers.  She was so
tight, like painfully tight when she was at the height of her pleasure.  I
slowed down and stopped playing with her.  "Needed that?" I asked her with
a smile.

   "God yes," she said as she caught her breath.

   We didn't say anything else, we didn't need to, there was nothing to say
really.  "Night," I said as I leaned in for our usual good night cheek
kiss. She moved her head though and our lips met along with an exploratory
tongue.  I tasted her for the first time and she tasted good.  Really good.
She grabbed the duvet and pulled it up over the both of us.

   We usually slept facing away from each other, we also didn't tend to
sleep naked either.  Not tonight though.  We shuffled into the centre of
the bed, our noses practically touching and I could feel the heat of her
naked body against my own.  I rested my hand on her thigh and she did the
same.  We kissed again and fell asleep.