“I don’t know about this, Vic….” Mandy said a couple hours later as Vic led her through the twisting back halls of the GSC towards The Orgy Room.
“You’re just getting cold feet, babe,” Vic said with a light and casual tone,”Once you see what that body can do you’ll be wondering why you waited so long!”
“Well yeah but I mean what if something goes wrong?”
“You can’t live your life like that, Mands,” Vic said as they approached the door to the auditorium,”Just go with the flow and enjoy yourself and you’ll be fine no matter what happens!”
“Viiiiicccc…..” Mandy whined in fear,
“Vic nothing! OK, I’ll be joining shortly but I got some club shit to get worked out first. Get in there and find what makes you wet!” Vic said and slapped her hard on the ass to spur her through the door.
“Ow!” Mandy said holding her reddened cheek as she looked around the auditorium.
It was incredible. Cushions and pads and seats of all shapes and sizes covered seemingly every square foot of the spacious room and nearly every bit of it was occupied by a naked body of some description, or two, or more.
Mandy gasped in shock as she felt a tickle on one leg and looked down to see she was standing practically in the middle of a fourway between three girls and a futa, one of the girls being the one caressing her leg and inviting her to join.
Mandy politely declined and stepped away, almost tripping over a writhing pile of mixed ebony and vanilla flesh that was a three way.
“Holy shit!” Mandy gasped. Where does one begin when one has seemingly every option?