The Gangbang Bundle (4 explicit double stuffed group sex stories) (2 page)

What the fuck was that?
I wondered to myself.

*****

“A
ncient One,” the leader’s voice boomed. His arms were raised as he spoke. “To show that our sacrifice is prepared to give all of herself completely, to show that she is eager to please you, Your Greatness, this virgin’s first orgasm will be brought about by her own hand.”

He turned to me, and I could tell that all eyes in the room were on me. Expectant.

My heart began to pound with a new fear. I had no idea that this was part of the plan!

If I was being totally honest, the idea of masturbating in a room by myself still made me a little bit uncomfortable. I hadn’t done it more than a handful of times, and I’d only brought myself to orgasm once.

But masturbating here? In a room full of a dozen or more people? My head was spinning at the thought.

A robed man placed a sturdy antique chair onto the platform, then slipped away.

I stood, motionless. After an extended moment, the leader put his hands on my shoulders and guided me to the chair. I sat down under his guidance, moving mechanically. His hands went to my knees, and he pushed my legs apart before stepping aside.

There I was, spread open for the entire room to see. My heart was pounding so loud that I was sure that everyone in the room could hear it.

The leader began to chant, his voice low and droning. I tried to make out the words, but I realized that he was using a language I’d never heard before.

Breathing heavily, I brought a hand to my lower abdomen. With a spinning head, I began to slowly massage myself, tracing light circles as I moved my fingers down.

Other people began to chant, joining the leader. Their hypnotizing voices filled my ears, drowning out the sound of my own heartbeat.

I moved my hand even lower, running a finger along my slit. I was surprised to find that I was already a little bit wet.

My fingers became slick with my juices as I rubbed myself. I slowly spread my folds, and let out a sharp gasp when I grazed my own clitoris.

My nipples began to go hard, springing to attention as a warmth began to spread through my body.

The feeling of arousal was still so unfamiliar to me, but coupled with the audience, the feel of all those eyes on me while I was so utterly exposed, was completely overwhelming.

I moved my fingers again, circling my clit, and a jolt of electricity shot through me.

These first tentative touches left me more turned on than I’d ever been before. Somewhere in the back of my mind, I wondered how that was possible. Before tonight, just the thought of touching myself in front of a room full of people would have left me mortified.

Yet here I was, not only doing it but
enjoying
it in some strange way. Knowing that everyone here had their eyes on me, wanted to see me get myself off, was intoxicating.

I dipped a finger inside of my tight, virgin hole, slicking it with my fluids. My wet finger moved back up to my clit, gliding smoothly.

A moan escaped my lips as I felt my body grow warmer. I spread my legs wider as my hips began writhing against the wooden chair, pressing my crotch against my fingers.

The atmosphere of the room mirrored how I felt. Excitement, arousal, anticipation all melted together in a heady mixture, and intensified more and more with every second, with every stroke of my fingers.

A tingling sensation began to creep through me. It radiated out from where my fingers were on my clit. I tossed my head back, breathing heavily as my fingers moved with more urgency.

I drove myself closer and closer to my second ever orgasm, the pressure building within my body and aching for release. I felt like the room was holding its collective breath, eagerly awaiting my impending ecstasy.

“
Oh my god
,” I panted in between heavy breaths, grinding my pussy against my hand. My toes were curling, bare feet pressing hard into the wooden platform. My free hand traveled to my breast, and I took my hard nipple between my fingers as my other hand urgently worked my clit.

And then I went over the edge.

A long, wordless cry escaped my lips as I was overwhelmed by a wave of pleasure more intense than I’d ever felt before. My fingers continued to glide against my slick pussy as my orgasm left me quivering.

Once I’d ridden the waves to their end, my breath shallow and my body still spasming slightly from the aftershocks of my powerful release, I looked up.

Every single eye in the room was on me, and the air was thick with carnal desire.

*****

"Y
ou wanted to see me, Mr. James?" I said, standing in the doorway of Nicholas's office. Eve had let me know that he’d requested my presence about an hour after our confusing and mildly uncomfortable chat in my cubicle.

"Ah, Jessica," He said, looking up from a stack of papers on his desk, giving me a dazzling smile. "Please come in, have a seat, and shut the door behind you."

I did as I was told, and Nicholas crossed the office to a bar by the window. He poured himself a glass of something clear, vodka or gin, I'd guess. He waved a glass at me, raising an eyebrow questioningly.

"Oh, no thank you. I don't drink." I said, and he chuckled.

"You don't drink? I love it!" He said, and took a long sip from his glass. He settled back at his desk, and studied me for a long moment. I felt beyond self conscious under his gaze.

"So, Eve tells me that you might be the girl for my task."

"Well, I'd certainly like to be. But she didn't really give me any details. What exactly are you looking for? What's the project?" I asked, still confused by my talk with Eve.

"I was looking for a virgin, plain and simple." He said, completely nonchalant, with a shrug of his perfectly muscled shoulder. "But for it to be you, well, that adds a whole new, interesting dimension to things."

"I'm sorry, what?" I asked. Confused didn't even begin to cover what I was feeling.

"Well, you're obviously smart, ambitious, and you've got potential galore." He said, and I felt a shock go through me. Nicholas thought all that about me? And here I thought that he didn't even know my name.

"When you add the virginity to all of that, you’ve got the total package. Do you have any idea how hard it is to find someone like you? You're like a unicorn!" He clapped his hands together, and gave me a hungry smile. "They're going to love you!"

"
They
?" I asked. "What exactly are you talking about, Mr. James?"

"Some people view their virginity as a gift, as something to be given away." He said, completely ignoring my questions. "But then what does that leave you with? The memory of some boyfriend clumsily pumping away inside of you for all of ninety seconds before leaving a sticky mess on your stomach?" He made a face, wrinkling his nose at the thought.

"I'm really uncomfortable with this conversation." I said, shifting in my chair.

"That's perfectly understandable. It's an uncomfortable conversation." He said simply. It was obvious that
he
wasn't particularly uncomfortable. "Anyway, why give something away for nothing when you can get something in return?" He continued, raising an elegant eyebrow at me.

"Are you-" I started, but stopped myself. I couldn't believe what I was hearing. I stared at him incredulously. "Are you
propositioning
me? I may be ambitious, but I draw my line there. I'm not a prostitute!" I said, and gathered myself up, storming to his office door. Even if I did find him attractive, and even if I did want to advance in my career, there was no way I was going to become a whore to do it.

"Would you like to know how I did it?" He asked, just as I was grabbing the door handle. I froze in place. There was no way he could mean how he saved Haute, could he? He'd never told anyone that, as far as I knew.

I slowly turned back around, my eyes wide. He gave me a smirk, he knew that he had me.

Nicholas nodded his head toward the chair I'd just vacated. I sat back down without question.

"I took a failing magazine, and I turned it into an empire. And I did it by sacrificing something." He said, giving me a very serious look, although I wasn't sure exactly what he meant. "Jessica, you have something to sacrifice, to offer up."

"My-" I began, my head spinning. "My virginity?" I asked. Nicholas gave a small nod.

"I'm a member of a very small, very elite group. We're meeting soon, and we've been looking for someone like you. Someone who has something to sacrifice, who is hungry for success."

"I don't understand. What would I have to do?"

"It's simple. You would exchange your virginity for more success than you can imagine. And you'd bring success to the other members of the group at the same time." His eyes studied me, and I had to admit that I was intrigued. If it was anything like the kind of success that Nicholas had, it would be hard to say no.

"It won't be easy, but it will be worth it. I can guarantee you that." He said, his green eyes sparkling.

"Okay,” I gulped, almost scared to hear what he had to say. But how could I resist? “Tell me more.”

*****

W
ithout a word, the leader extended a hand, helping me up from my chair. I felt a gush of my juices slide down my thighs when I stood up on my shaky legs.

He lead me to the intimidating large wooden frame with the leather straps. Gently, he raised one arm, securely fastening my wrist above my head, then the other. I gave a tentative movement, but it was useless. I could barely move my arms at all.

He leaned down, spreading my legs and fastening one ankle, then the other.

There I stood, spread out, naked and exposed, in a human X shape. I was totally restrained and couldn’t move at all, completely vulnerable and at the mercy of those around me.

And I knew that mercy was not something I was going to be shown. Not tonight.

These people were going to take my virginity, and each and every one of them was going to come up on this platform and have their way with me. I was going to be fucked until I was driven mad with pleasure, and then I was going to be fucked again. And again, and again, and
again
.

I was a ball of nerves and energy and fear and excitement. My head was spinning, my body was humming.

The leader beckoned to the crowd, and a man stepped up onto the platform, standing in front of me. He lowered the hood of his robe, and I couldn’t help but gasp.

My boss, Nicholas James, stood in front of me. A small smirk played on his perfect pouty lips.

After all the times I’d dreamed of Nicholas taking my virginity, I never thought it would actually happen. And certainly not like
this
. I’d always imagined sweet, gentle love making. A big, comfy bed, or maybe a warm bubble bath. Never in front of a room full of people. And certainly never tied up and sacrificed like this.

Nicholas untied his robe and let it fall to the ground. He was naked underneath, and I couldn’t help but check him out. God, he was gorgeous. Lean, sculpted muscles. Smooth, sun-kissed skin. And an erection that looked like it could belong to a porn star.

I know I’m not the most experienced when it comes to penises, but Nicholas’s definitely looked large. It was long and thick, standing rigidly at attention. I felt my vagina squeeze tightly at the thought of that thing entering me... Surely it would be too big.

Nicholas gave me a wink, his green eyes vivid, before he moved around the frame. I tried to twist around, to keep my eyes on him, but the restraints held me firmly in place.

I felt his hands go to my hips as he pressed his body against mine. I shivered at the physical contact, with that intimidatingly large penis pressing between my legs.

He moved his hips against me, and his cock slid between my legs and along my slit. My wetness acted as a lubricant, and I felt myself trying to move my hips against him, enjoying the feel of his dick against my clit.

Once he’d covered his erection with my fluids, he guided himself to my tight, virgin hole.

My heart was beating so loudly that I was sure he could hear it, sure everyone in the great room could hear it pounding. My eyes closed in anticipation as I felt the head of his penis press against my entrance.

He pushed forward, spreading me open as he eased himself inside of me. I groaned, squeezing my eyes tightly shut as my pussy was being forced open for the very first time. My fingers curled into fists, fingernails digging into my palms.

He moved slowly at first, inching himself in, little by little. Each advance left me gasping for air, sending an equal mix of pain and pleasure through my body.

And then, with no warning, he thrust himself completely inside.

I let out a loud, gasping cry. I was completely taken off guard as the flash of agonizing pleasure hit me. He broke past my hymen forcefully, burying the entirety of his impressive length deep inside of me. I felt more filled than I thought possible, and my tight pussy was screaming from being so stretched by Nicholas’s cock.

I tossed my head back, which was the only movement I could really manage while tied to the wooden frame. My eyes were trained on the vaulted ceiling as I tried to ignore the audience around me.

I felt Nicholas draw back, his penis retreating to my entrance. And then he thrusted his hard dick back into me, with even more force than the first time.

Another loud, wordless cry escaped my lips as my body was pushed by his momentum, limbs straining against the leather cuffs that were holding me in place.

After that, Nicholas fell into a steady rhythm, gliding his cock in and out of me. The pain lessened with each of his thrusts, and I found myself enjoying the feeling of being so completely filled.

It wasn’t long before I felt a fire spreading through me, tremors rolling through my body.

“Oh my god,” I gasped between shallow breaths, as Nicholas’s cock rubbed against a spot deep within me that sent shivers up and down my spine. I arched my back, pulling against the restraints. My body was begging for more.

He drove himself into me with more force, angling himself so he hit that spot
just right
. I felt myself tightening around his cock, my entire body pulsing with an intense electricity.