Meeet and Greet Follow Up – John and His Green Door Fantasy ..

Meeet and Greet Follow Up – John and His Green Door Fantasy Pt. 2 Another cock slid into the slot the other guy who came pulled out of. I stroked Mr. C’s cock with my cum stained hand while licking the other cock before I put him in my mouth and sucked him. I quickly pulled down my top to expose my breasts while John was now behind me in the opening of the glory hole station slowly stroking his cock. I briefly looked at him and he smiled as if he could read my mind. The guy started to cum, and I pushed my breasts close to him and let him cum all over my tits. When he was done, I went back to Mr. C and put him in my mouth without warning and sucked him good. He didn’t last 30 seconds as he filled my mouth with his hot semen and sperm. I waited until he was done and then remembering the cum on the bench, carefully stood up and showed John the cum on my chest and then opened my mouth with Mr. C’s cum in my mouth. John surprised me and pulled me towards him and kissed me deeply while I tried to swallow Mr. C’s cum. I was so wet, and I was hoping I was going to get fucked and I needed both John’s and Mr. C’s cock. I wondered if John had figured out who Mr. C was since he hadn’t officially met him yet and that question was answered immediately after we kissed and he asked me, “Was that Mr. C’s cock”? I shook my head up and down and then he looked down at my exposed cum covered breasts and asked me if I wanted to go get cleaned up a little. I smiled again and nodded my head yes. We stepped out of the glory hole station much to the chagrin to the guys who had occupied the available slots and the rest stroking themselves while I came out with my breasts exposed and cum all over them. I saw Mr. C and he had a big grin and came over and told John that he had an amazing wife and looked at me and said, “You are sexy as fuck and fuck you can suck a mean dick.”, making sure everyone overheard that. John and I both thanked him, and I was even wetter between my legs if that was possible and I felt a sense of pride too. We headed to the bathroom, and I got undressed in the bathroom and put on one of my hot pink see through dresses that hugged every curve of my body and showed lots of cleavage and was very short. When I came out of the bathroom, John was shocked and speechless while I put my clothes and big purse into the locker. I carried a small clutch purse that had lube and condoms in there for just in case. He smiled and liked the change of clothes and I looked at him and said, “Now let’s go do what we came here to do”. I grabbed him by the hand and led him towards the front of the place and there was a line of couples and solo males that immediately locked their gazes upon me. The sharks in the water realizing I had changed now in tow following and hoping for an opportunity, any opportunity with me. Call me shallow, but it felt good and very empowering. I was owning my sluttiness and everyone was about to see it on display. I overheard a couple asking someone if we were paid entertainers and someone immediately responded and said, “No, the entertainers are upstairs already. They came here a short bit ago”. I heard a “Damn!”, after that. We went upstairs and John was trying to lead me straight into the couple’s area at the top of the stairs, but I led him to the right because I wanted to check the rest of the areas first before letting him have me to himself. We saw the paid entertainers. I remembered them before since they do a lot of pain and BDSM. He was lying on the stage, and she was in spiked stilettoes jumping up and down on his chest. He was so hard but also in pain. Something I can’t comprehend, but they love it. Last year Mr. C and I saw them, and he was abusing her nipples which made me squirm. Anyway, we headed down the hall along with our entourage and a few more joined that were watching the couple on the stage. We went through the rooms and then at the end where the stripper pole, swing, BDSM stuff and stirrup chair was. There were various couples and things going on and then I let John lead me back through the long crowd following us back to the couple’s area and again I could hear some groans of disappointment from the single guys. We passed Mr. C along the way, and I reached out and grabbed his cock which made him jump in surprise. John took me into the couples’ area and a bunch of couples followed us in and right before that, I saw the entertainers on the stage, and she was stepping on his balls. I can’t tell you how many times I have told my own slaves I would do that to them, but seeing it actually happen was a little shocking and the guy was eating it up. His cock so hard too. He was not small either. We went into the couple’s area and John made me sit on the big round bed and told me to pull his pants down. I did as told, and he looked at me and smiled. I pulled his hard cock out and I started to run my tongue on his balls as the couple’s room started to fill. I knew the couples wanted us to turn sideways so they could see because all they could see was the backside of John which meant if Mr. C was looking through the viewing glass that he had the same view unless he made it to the side where he might be able to see more. All I knew was to put my hands on John’s ass while I bobbed my head up and down on his cock. This went on for awhile and when John pulled his cock out of my mouth and helped me stand up, I could see all the couples crowded into the area and some were touching each other while watching us. Others just watched holding each other. The quiet and intensity in the room always blows my mind. Every now and then you could hear the guy scream in pain on the stage, but other than that, it was dead silence there except whenever John spoke. He brought me around so he could stand behind me and my front facing the crowd. He reached down and started to pull my dress up and I pushed his hands down and started to pull my dress down because it’s easier to take off that way and immediately, he stopped me and told me he would undress me in front of everyone. So, I grabbed his hands while leaning back and saying into his ear to start from the top and work down since it was easier. He caressed my breasts first and then pulled my top down for everyone to see including all the solo males I couldn’t see through the windows behind the crowd and the side that had like these white strips crisscrossing with holes in them. I don’t know the proper way to describe it or what it’s called. Anyway, he slowly pulled my dress down exposing my breasts and then down to my tight belly while pausing for a moment and then pushing it down across my hips exposing my shaved coochie for all to see. Once he got past that, my dress finally dropped to the floor, and I used one of my legs to kick it up and I accidentally flicked it onto a couple where the wife was stroking her man’s hard cock. It landed on her and she paused for a moment and held my dress. She asked if it was okay for her to let her husband to smell my dress and John answered for me and said, “Yes. In fact, you can wrap that dress around his cock and jerk him with it”. As if the room could get quieter, the couple smiled while I heard someone say, “Fuck that’s hot”! She smelled it first and then held it for her man to smell it before wrapping my dress around his glistening cock and stroking it again. John took his clothes off and sat on the bed behind him and physically turned me around to face him and his stiff cock. He made me lift a leg and put one of my feet on the bed next to him so he could get his tongue under me and lick me. My reaction was immediate, I grabbed his head and started moaning. Fuck he could eat some pussy and it always surprises me when a cocky arrogant guy who treats women like me as their personal fuck meat are good at eating pussy. He wasn’t just good; he was exceptional and did not disappoint. God he was making me squirm in a good way and I only wished I was lying down on the bed so I could enjoy it even further. It’s hard to cum in this position trying to stand on heels and having your whole lower body tremble in pleasure. I held onto his head and humped his face and that silence again knowing every eye in the room and beyond locked on what we were doing. I thought briefly how much Mr. C had to be jealous and yet at the same time sexually frustrated. I knew he was going to punish my pussy later that night. There was no way around it and I mentally prepared for the inevitable although I had a feeling that John was going to prepare me too.