James

She has come along better than I could have hoped. This was going great. I can't wait to see her at the entertainment I have arranged. The other girls know part of what I have planned but not all of it.

I know they will love it since I have programmed them to. They love kinky sex now. Can't get enough, at least on their vacations together.

Who would have believed these three had been such prudes before I helped loosen them up. I would never do anything to harm them. Hell, Pam is my wife. But I will have some fun.

It was so much fun watching Pam and Maggie strip in front of all guys the last time. It must be some subconscious reaction. All a man's life is spent feeling like women have been teasing them.

I smile at Pam as she gets off her sister. Reaching down, I pick Anita up and carry her over to the bed where Maggie is just laying there grinning. Anita's big boobs are in my face and I can't resist nibbling on her nipples as I lay her down.

Helping Pam off the floor, I lead her over to the bed. Grabbing my camera, I snap a few pictures of them just lying there, spent. "You three really are pussy sluts," I grin at them.

Pam and Maggie respond by spreading their legs for me and dipping their fingers into their pussies. They finish this move by sucking their fingers clean and smiling for the camera.

"I'll give you an hour, then we need to get ready for tonight," I tell them. Your costumes are in the green suitcase. I need to go over and finish some of the setup." I had had a couple of crates delivered to the club. Some modified fun they can enjoy, as well as the crowd.

PAM

Jake is so good, arranging entertainment for us. I know Anita will like it. Maggie and I did the last time.

Wow, I still can't believe how good Anita looks. I am tweaking her nipples as she groans and awakens.

"Having fun?" I asked her.

"And how," she grins.

"Wait until tonight," I grin at her.

"What's tonight?"

"You'll see."

"Where is Jake?" she asks looking around.

"Getting some fun together for us."

"We better get moving," grins Maggie. "It has been over an hour now." I watch as she goes over to the suitcase and pulls out her costume. First she pulls out a leather cap like the type worn by cat woman. Then comes the knee high black leather boots, black stockings with matching garter belt, a black leather miniskirt, a red thong with black lace trim and bikini ties, a red shelf bra with black lace trim, a semi-shear top with the "SPS" written on it in 'Superman' like letters.

"What the hell is that?" asked Anita.

"Just some costumes for a party tonight," assured Maggie.

"But it is not even Halloween," giggle Anita as she looks at the cat costumes. "And what is the 'SPS' for?"

"Super Pussy Sisters," Maggie responds with flair.

"Come on, lets get ready before James returns," I continue. At least Anita hasn't balked yet. Don't want to give her too much time to think about it. As Maggie and I tie up our thong panties and wrap around mini skirts. Anita just watches. "James picked out these outfits."

"What the hell," she mutters getting up to put her outfit on. "If James likes them, why not. At least no one will recognize me in this," she continues with a grin as she holds the cat mask in front of her face.

Anita

This has sure gotten weirder by the moment. Though I have to admit, it somehow gets my juices going.

The masks have built in wigs that hang out the back of the mask and come midway down out backs. The eye slots cover my eyebrows and the wig turns me into a brunette. Tucking any loose strands under the mask, the only place that might give me away my hair color, my pussy, is shaved clean.

I look over to Pam as she puts her mask on. My blonde sister is now a red head. And it looks good on her.

Maggie, always the dark one, is now the blonde of the family. I can't help but giggle with excitement.

Just then, James returns. "Everything is set," he smiles at us. "And you three look scrumptious."

I almost cream my pants from his compliment.

"Let's go. I have the car around back. You'll have to take the masks off until we get in the car. And put these on over your costumes," James hands us some stylish overcoats.

As we go out the door James hollers to us, "Don't forget your tails now." Maggie grabs a bag with three three-foot cat tails in it, one black, red, and one blonde. "How will those fit on these costumes?" I wonder.

James

This should be fun. I can't wait until Anita realizes what this is all about. Good thing I placed some heavy suggestions on her that she does not want to be outdone by her older sisters in the last CD I sent her. A little competitive spirit goes a long way.

I watch in my mirror as the put their masks back on. Then Maggie hands out the tails.

A look of horror creeps over Anita as she sees the dildo attached to the end of the tail.

"These straps are new," comments Pam. I had added thin flesh colored straps that form a crotch less panties. The straps come together in a semi clear two-inch diameter clip with colorful circular patterns on them. These harnesses will help keep the dildos in tight even if the girls forget.

"Just thought they would help," I told them.

"You mean you have worn these before?" asks a horrified Anita.

"Once," smiled Pam. "Here, Maggie, turn this way and I will help you."

I watch Maggie turn her ass toward Pam. Pam lubricates the dildo up in her own pussy and before she shoves it up her sister's ass. She gives it a few twists and pumps for fun.

"Umm. That feels good. Your turn," Maggie grins as she turns around. "Ummm... Who would have ever thought I could enjoy an ass dildo like this."

Pam turned her ass toward Maggie and Maggie repeats the procedure with Pam.

Then they both looked at Anita. I can tell by her face in the mirror that she is struggling with the idea. But not to be outdone by her older sisters, she puts on a brave face and turns her ass towards them.

Pam takes the pleasure. After lubricating the dildo, she kisses Anita's ass cheeks and slowly shoved the dildo up her ass. I have to look at the road lest we draw attention to us by our erratic driving.

Next the girls make sure their tail harnesses are secure and rewrap their mini-skirts so that the tails stuck up through the waste bands.

I purposely look for potholes on the way to the club. With every bounce little squeals emanate from the three of them.

"Keep in mind, no passing out tonight," I tell them. "Double Pleasure... Double Endurance." I speak out the trigger phrases that will increase their sex drive but keep them conscious.

Anita

Maggie is right; somehow this ass dildos does feel great. The fun part is only the four of us will even know how these tails are attached. It'll be our little secret.

As James brings us to the back of a large building, I see a lot of men entering the building's front door, but no woman. That is strange. Well less competition for their eyes, I smile to myself.

"Why are we going in the back?" I ask James.

"You'll see silly," grins Maggie. I know I am missing something but the excitement from my sister starts to get me going.

James holds open the door for us as we get out. Another gentleman comes and parks the car.

As we go in I can hear some chanting. ".. SSY .IST..S P...Y ....ERS" Then a clear chant of "PUSSY SISTERS ... PUSSY SISTERS ... PUSSY SISTERS ..." Looking down at my shirt, the letters "PSP" stand out. What the fuck is going on.

"This is our surprise for you," grins Pam. "You know how you wrote me about those fantasies of stripping in front of lots of men. Tonight you get to fulfill it."

Is she crazy? Those were just fantasies. I never wanted... I never wanted...

"PUSSY SISTERS ... PUSSY SISTERS ... PUSSY SISTERS ..."

Somehow that chant is getting to me.

"I... I... I don't know if I can do this."

"Sure you can," smiled Maggie. "We will be right there with you."

"Last Spring, Maggie and I were able to fulfill our fantasy. It was the most fun," Pam assures me.

"You've done this before?" I ask in disbelief. Who are these women, what has happened to my sister? I catch a reflection of myself in one of the backstage mirrors. Who am I? Not the country bumpkin I had always thought of myself as. And do I look hot or what? I can't let them think of I'm a 'pussy'... Ha ha.

"Well let's go," I put on an air of bravado I did not feel.

The two girls smile at me and we go on stage.

There must be a hundred guys out there. Several of them were wearing hats shaped like... vaginas... I mean pussies.

I let Pam and Maggie go to the front as I hang slightly back. As the music begins, I just follow their lead. As the guys cheer, I can't help but get turned on. All these men are lusting for me, well for my sisters and me.

When Pam and Maggie reaches around back and tear off their shirts, I followed suit. These must have been made as tear-away shirts as the buttons snap off easily.

What the hell was that, I wonder as I feel a jolt through my ass. The ass dildo is vibrating and the plastic clip on my harness is lighting up. I looked into the crowd in confusion and see three men holding up signs. Each holds a colored remote control, which they lease out to the crowd. The controls were red, black, and white.

As I looked to the man holding the black control, I can see him jerk the control forward and then back. Each time he throttles it forward, I could feel my ass dildo go wild and the tail on my costume start waving. The man looks me right in the eye as he continues to jerk it to full and then off. Soon I can feel my first orgasm of the evening coming on.

I look over to Maggie and Pam and I noticed the lights on their clips spin in sync with her tail wagging. It was easy to figure out, those remotes are attached to vibrators in our asses. The swirling lights on the clips as well as the wagging of the tail allow the men to see how intense they are vibrating.

It was driving me wild. Somehow just knowing I was at the mercy of these men and their desire caused me to reach new heights. I know I have never danced as I was dancing for these guys. Lights sparkled before my eyes as I crest my first orgasm of the night... God it feels good. The pleasure only slightly decreases as I feel myself start to climb again. Somehow I stay on my feet.

Pam and Maggie walk to the edge and wave their shirts at the men. Again I follow.

Tossing the shirts to the crowd, they let men shove bill between their tits. When I do this, I couldn't believe the amount of cash they shoved between mine.

Going to the three poles on the stage, we swing around and hug the poles like enormous cocks. Damn this is hot.

Soon we lose our skirts. When Pam waves hers at me like a matador, it was easy to charge like a bull. Instead of moving out of the way, she lifts one leg her parallel to the top of the skirt so that as pass under her as I go between her legs. Her hot smooth bare thighs on my back feel so good.

I hold my skirt out for Maggie to charge through. As she goes under my leg she grabs my leg and twirled around. She wraps her other arm around my waste cupping by right breast as she snuggles up behind me. I can feel her hot wet pussy steaming on my ass cheek as her body forces the dildo deeper into me. I can imagine Maggie was getting secondary vibes off my ass vibrator as her pussy pushes against it.

Before I can figure what is happening, Pam runs and slides on her knees between my legs. Untying her thong, she hands it to Maggie who shoves the cum soaked clothe in my mouth. Pam is now naked, except for her boots, stockings, garter belt and mask. She quickly unties my thong. Smelling it she throes it to the hungry crowd. I watch as several men fight for my panties. God, what a turn on.

I must be turning crimson red as Pam starts tonguing my clit in front of all those men. I would have bolted except for Maggie's hold on my leg and her arms wrapped around me. Soon I am reaching another climax with Pam's tongue shoved deep within my cunt.

As I recover, Maggie removes her thong. Her and Pam approach the men on the sides of the stage. Offering their pussies, the men hungrily shoved bills up their love canal.

I stagger to follow. God I wanted to hump those bills. What kind of whore am I? A hungry whore.

James comes over and grabs Maggie, pulling her to one side where four guys have brought out a glass cage. Pam and I continue with the show as we wait. What next?

James comes back and brings Pam and me to two other cages the stagehands have brought out.

Each cage has a theme. Mine is the 'Weight Lifter'. It has a bar running from the top to the bottom of it with a padded backrest that slides along the bar, like a nautilus weight machine. The padded backrest starts at my shoulders and stops at the small of the back. It has an arch in it that thrusts my chest forward. A barbell is fastened to the backrest about shoulder high. The barbell extends outside the cage and has a jug like baskets on either end. As I get in, James buckles the belt on the backrest across my waste, securing me in place. When I put my hands on the bar, he clasps my black bracelets from my costume to the barbell. Similarly, he clipped both my ankles to the floor of the cage with clips that snap on to eyeholes that are on each boot ankle. Finally he straps my head into a headrest that is attached to the backrest. Except my knees and elbows, I was totally immobile.

Then he removes my tale, which he clipped in place next to me. I was amazed at how empty and neglected my ass is feeling.

Feeling the barbell, I am glad they are pretty light. I do one quick squat for the crowd. It is then I notice that the backrest forces to go down until I am sitting completely on a levered seat on the bottom of the cage. I have to press the levered seat down about two feet before the backrest allows me to go up. After clearing the levered seat about three inches, the backrest actually springs me back to a standing position. I guess I will only have to exert myself on the downward squat and fifteen inches on the upward squat. This should be easy.

I also noticed that when I am at a complete squat that there was a monitor attached about eye level. A camera at the bottom back of the cage allows me to watch my ass as it sits on the lever. I imagine the monitor facing the crowd must contain a similar display. How erotic to watch my ass cheeks flex and split around the levered seat as others watch me.

The cage moves with a jerk as the four men bring it out into the audience. Stepladders are set up next to each basket that was attached to the barbell. Looks like they might add weight. No problem, I thought, as I was in pretty good shape right now.

A seat is placed in front of the cage, which had a throttle like handle built into it. A heavy cable runs from the chair to the back of the cage. James opens the back of the cage and moves the seat lever out. I can't see what he is doing but I can tell when he has put it back in place.

James waves at me as he mouths he has to go check on the other girls. A line forms at the chair where a man collects money. Two similar lines form at the stepladders, except it looked like those lines are free. I can't believe men would pay to watch me do squats in the nude. Especially since I was in a glass cage, anyone can watch for free.

Two men ascend the ladder. First they put two big weights on end of the bar. Right away I can feel the difference. Then to my shock, they whip out their peckers and piss into the jugs. After they are done, two more guys mount the ladder and relieve themselves. Then guy collecting the money gives me the signal to do a squat.

I am not sure what weight they put on the bar but it is a strain on my legs as I start descending. I am glad of the spring action that will help me lift it.

I notice the guy in front of me is grinning madly as he pushes the handle forward and backwards. I was wondering what he was up to when I feel something brush my ass cheeks. I strain against my head strap, trying to catch a glimpse of what is underneath me. I try standing up but backrest will only let me to descend.

A steady stream of men are climbing the ladder and pissing in the jugs to relieve themselves. I can feel the weight get heavier and my legs get weaker. I am being forced down and I can feel a cylindrical object parting my ass cheeks and then withdrawing. The object is going up and down in timing of the man pushing the handle on the chair forwards and backwards.

Then it dawns on me that it must be a dildo beneath me. Some of my fear evaporates yet I still am not sure how large a dildo it is. Is it lubricated?

Knowing I don't want the dildo to ram into my crotch in any random spot and realizing there was no way for it to miss me or for me to direct it into my pussy, I try timing it on the man's upstroke and aim it in my asshole. Yes.... OH..... I can feel the head of the dildo as it stretches my sphincter and I slide down with him on his down stroke. I was amazed that his three-inch hand movement brought at least a five-inch dildo movement.

Luckily I am already stretched out from the ass dildo on the tail as the next up stroke loads my ass with the biggest dildo it has ever felt. It is lubricated! And it is vibrating... It pumps up and down in a separate motion from the seat lever. It continues going into me about eight inches. On the backwards pump motion, all but three inches withdraws. Even as I push the lever down, it keeps up its in and out and twisting movement.

I am now level with the monitor and can see the two-inch diameter dildo penetrating and withdrawing from my ass. The lubricant that came out of the end of the dildo is now dripping from my asshole. I still have a foot left to go on the two-foot downward journey before the backrest will allow me to go up.

The man in front of me grins all the wider as he jerks the handle faster and faster. Something about looking the man right in the eyes as my ass was being fucked pushed me over the edge. As my pussy spasms and cum leaked from my crack, I finally reach the bottom and am able to start up. I need to get off that dildo long enough to recover.

I inch my way up as the dildo continues pumping away at my ass. I am finally able to clear the twenty-seven inches and I am sprung to a standing position.

I watch as the first man gets up and another man comes forward and pays for my asshole. A single click and the weights are released, slowly driving me down again.

Each squat seems to last an hour to me. For the first five men I am able to climb back high enough for the spring to stand me back up. But the weight only gets heavier and my legs more tired. On the sixth ass squirming mind reeling orgasms, I can only manage to get high enough for the seat to clear my ass, though not the dildo. I remain in this half squat position for a minute or two as the dildo continues to pump may ass and another orgasm grips my body. Then I collapsed back down. At this point they just keep changing men as I try to get up high enough for the machine to spring me up. During the next four men I am in a constant orgasm, even as I keep trying to clear the dildo.

Ten men and one hour later... One hour? It seemed like a day... The man collecting the money stopped the show. Somehow, I managed to stay conscious through it all though all. In my mind I can still see the dildo ramming my ass and the grins of pleasure on the men's faces. Damn, how could that make me so hot? The same four men who had delivered me to the audience now carry my cage back up to the stage where Pam and Maggie wait. Stepping out and looking back, I realized they had pulled the dildo back out of the seat, hoping to surprise the next occupant.

One of the men hands me my tail back, which I gently put back up my ass. It felt so small after what I had gone through. It is barely in there a minute before some guy starts flicking the control. I hop a step when I feel it come back on. It still feels so good. I wonder if I will ever again be able to go around without something shoved up my ass.

I give Pam a sympathetic look as she walks to my cage. She has no idea what... what... pleasure, ummm. What pleasure she is in for. I am led to the cage Maggie has just left. I notice as they lead Maggie to the cage Pam has left, that she was wiping something sticky from her face and she licking her breasts.

Maggie

Wow! That was great. I never...

As they set me up in a new cage, one of the gentlemen puts a tiara and short semi-transparent bale skirt on me. The theme of this cage is 'Dance'.

The cage is opened on the bottom exposing my legs. The men strap my legs securely to two clear posts using clips on the boots. Next they strap my thighs to the same two posts. The posts come up my back but are curved in such a way as to not block the view of my ass.

"Strike a pose," James encouraged me, showing a neutral pose with his hands together at waste level.

Smiling at him, I do. Then one of the guys straps my hands in place, just below my tits. Looking down I notice a monitor mounted between my legs and slightly behind me, facing toward the back of the cage. What an odd place for that, I think as they strap my waste in place with a padded belt. Closing the door, I notice this cage is quite narrow as my face is only an inch from the glass and my tits are pressed firm against it. There is a slot in the back, which my squirming tail fits out.

I am amazed that these guys are still getting pleasure playing with my tail control. I am equally amazed at how much pleasure I am still getting out of it. Already my body is climbing towards another climax.

They bring me into the crowd and the lines are already being formed. Asking for two volunteers, several men step forward. Using numbered tickets, two of these men are chosen.

To the cheers of the men around them, they are given two large steel wheels. When they attach these to two axes on either side of my cage, I realized these are crank handles.

I watch as the men started spinning them as fast as they can.

'Fuck... What is happening...'

I can feel my legs being drawn open in a scissor like fashion. Unable to do anything to stop it, my legs slowly spread open and upward.

'How far would they go?' I want to scream.

A jet of air shoots up at my pussy from below, causing me to momentarily forget my predicament.

Slowly, inch be inch, my legs are spread. My ass is held firmly in place by my tail dildo sticking out and the padded belt around my waste. I can feel the straps on my thighs press into the soft flesh.

Soon I am doing a complete split, my flimsy gauze tiara doing little to hide my blushing pussy. And then the world tilts. I try to grab on to something but by hands are held firmly in place. The post that holds my legs spread has become an axis. The man in charge of my cage comes over and spins me upside down. I fall forward as my cage tilts. Soon my head is where my legs used to be and the useless monitor on the bottom of the cage is at perfect height for me to see.

And what I see was my pussy, spread and exposed for all these men. One more spin, this time the whole cage spins horizontally, and I am facing the crowd again.

The head guy comes over and places a plastic cover over my exposed pussy. This is molded to fit perfectly over my cunt and upper thighs, stopping four inches on either side of my crotch. He snaps it in place to the outer edge of my cage.

I watch as he pulls out a two and a half inch diameter red studded dildo that is at least twelve inches long, encased in a clear cylinder. On the top is a handle with a bike grip. A red button flashes from the top. As the man shows the crowd, he pushes the button and I see the whole cylinder shake and the dildo spin back and forth about a quarter of a turn each direction.

Approaching me, his hands descend towards my crotch. Watching the monitor, I see him open a circular door directly over my pussy. Pulling backwards on the handle about ten inches, he attaches the cylinder to the opening. The tip of dildo spreads my lips. As it sites there, I notice a second vibration as at the base of the cylinder separate from the dildo, a clitoris stimulator tweaks me.

No way could that dildo could fit in me. The man lets go of the handle and a spring action in the device starts it downward, forcing itself into me.

GODD!!! I am already creaming myself as I can feel the studs on the dildo rub the inner walls of my canal. It feels like it will split me in two but what a way to go.

Next they open a second hole, this one level with my hands. Another apparatus was attached to this hole. It was basically a rubber with a tube on the end. The tube circles back through a device labeled as a sterilizer before popping back out near my chest.

Several men paw my spread legs; some kissing me midway up my inner thighs. To feel twenty hands and several men's lips on my legs is so stimulating.

I watch as the first man pays and approaches. Unfastening his pants, he whips out his cock and inserts it into the rubber. I know what I am required. I wrapped his cock with both hands and started giving him the best hand job he has ever had.

God his cock feels good in my hands. It was an interesting perspective to look up at the guy from underneath. I watch his balls bounce as he pumps into my hands.

That is when I first feel him hit the button. A strange but erotic sensation goes through me as I feel it twist and vibrate. The clitoris stimulator never moves from its spot, keeping me on a constant high. The man slowly pulls up on the dildo, getting all ten inches of travel before plunging it wildly back down my canal. It isn't long for the first orgasm rips through me.

My own juices are being sucked in and out of the cylinder like a milking machine milking a cow. Soon juice is flowing from my crotch drooling down my stomach and collecting on my tits.

I can feel the man's first spasm as he loses it. I can hear a sucking sound in the tube as the cum is sucked into the tube. I watch in fascination as the jism travels through the clear tube to the sterilizer. A few second later I feel a hot shoot of cum hit my tits, coating the undersides. Soon the collection of sperm and my own juices have found its way through my tits and down my neck. I strain trying to maneuver it onto my face where I can lick it off.

I still find it hard to believe what a cum hound I have become.

A second guy takes the first guys place and continues fucking me with the dildo. I couldn't believe how large a cock this man has. He must be bigger around than the dildo he is using. Even just holding it sends me to higher heights as another orgasm picky backs on the first.

Soon I loose count of the number of guys and time as they rotate through. I slurp up as much sperm (and pussy juice) as I can get. I no longer feel the strain of having my legs spread as I try to push back against the dildo for more.

Even my tits rubbing against the glass wall sends me reeling, as the never-ending orgasm continues to climb to new heights. It seems like a sea of men coming at me as the pillage my cunt.

Every nerve in my body seems to be firing. The taste of cum seems more like a state than a sense. Just when I think I can take no more, it comes to and end. The leader comes over and withdraws the thick pole from my pussy. A last gush of hot juice squirts out with it and rushes down my front. Tonight my juice seems especially tasty.

As I am up righted the world goes black for a moment as blood rushes from my head. Two volunteers crank my legs closed.

I catch a glimpse of pity on one of the topless waitresses as she goes by. Though I understand her look, I am not sure who deserved the pity as I have reached new heights of pleasure this evening.

How far have I come? My sisters have always thought of me as the wild one but I was a prude in comparison to now. How much have I missed? To feel the pleasure of pleasing men. To be the center of their attention. To have a hundred grown men lust for me. Even as I contemplate this, I can feel yet another orgasm grips my body. Eeee... AAAHHHHH... F.UU...CC...K YEEESSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!!!!

PAM

My world comes back in focus as the man in control removes the weights and I am able to stand again. One last orgasm goes through me as the head of the dildo leaves my ass. I have survived the ass splitting squat cage.

As I am carried back on stage, I contemplate the next cage. I thought I had survived the worst with the dance/split cage. Well the worst and the best, I grin to myself. I definitely wouldn't mind experiencing that again although I need more time to recover.

The squat cage had taken me to new anal sex pleasures. I would never have thought I would so love having my ass full. Yet even now, I feel empty without that ass dildo shoved up there. As I am released, one of the men hands me my tail, which I am only too happy to put on.

I notice the cage they are leading me to is to be the smallest cage yet. As I get closer I see the kneepads on the floor. The base is contoured with a wedge in the middle, which comes most of the way up my crotch as I kneel. A glass dildo on the top of the wedge parts my lips but only about one inch of its eight inches enters my canal. I can tell my sisters have already moistened this, yet surprisingly it is cool to my hole.

My elbows rest on shelves so my hands are at eye level.

The top of the cage is molded to keep my head in one place. Overall, the cage leaves little movement except forward and backwards movement of my hips. As the front of the cage is shut I notice a large glass dildo approaching my mouth. I have to quickly open my mouth lest it bash some teeth in. I stops about two inches into my mouth but allows enough forward motion that I could swallow all eight inches if I wanted to.

It is with some relief and some disappointment that I realized I am not going to be asked to blow all these men. I still have the taste of cum in my mouth from the dance booth I will have to cherish.

I had been so engrossed with the dildo coming at my mouth that I did not notice the fur clothe at nipple level until it rubs against me.

As they carry me down into the crowd of men, I noticed a monitor like on the other cages except this one aimed at my face. In this monitor I could see over a dozen holes with what looks something like condoms attached to them. On the end of the condoms I saw tubes that went through a sterilizer and then into the dildo in my mouth.

Remembering a single device like this on the dance cage sends a thrill and a little apprehension over me. The glass dildo in my pussy starts to hum.

As soon I they set me down the men come eagerly forward. I grab two of the nearest cocks that entered the holes. It feels so good to hold their meat in my hands. I can feel a vibration coming from the base of the holes. Looking closer at the monitor I can see each hole has a vibrating cock ring to help the men get off. These guys were not going to need my help loosing it but I was surely going to give it to them.

Movement from the side of my cage catches my attention. As I feel the fur clothes maul my boobs, I realize they are actually fur mittens that men on either side of me started can squeeze and need my tits.

Soon I was reaching an orgasm and started humping the glass dildo between my legs for all it was worth. I could not believe how good that cold dildo felt inside of me. I could not have stopped humping it if I had wanted to. God, it felt so good.

YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!

As before, the orgasm lets up but did not abate as I start climbing again. I want to reach and grab as many cocks as I can, giving cock some attention before moving to the next. Then the first man loses it, then a second man. Moving them out of the way, the lead man fits the holes with fresh cocks. Hot jism fills the tube and starts squirting from the mouth dildo filling me with a heavenly taste and sending me into yet another orgasm.

Soon the supply of cum is constant as men let loose their loads. It was all I can do to try and keep up with them as it escaped down my lips and drooled down my chin. Soon I feel the hot cum drip between my breasts.

By now the orgasms I am having are like one giant wave. I am afraid I was going to break the glass dildo as I hump it. I feel my juice drip down my inner thighs and puddle at my knees. How humiliating. I am just a 'fucking' machine. Like a dog in heat, even as I swallowed their cum, I needed that cool dildo shoved deep within me. I just needed more and more, sucking the mouth dildo deeper down my throat and then withdrawing it to better taste the cum.

Exhausted and fulfilled, the hour comes to an end. Back on stage, the men literally have to pull me off the dildo. It has been three hours of constant orgasm.

Just trying to estimate how much cum I have swallowed is mind-boggling. Looking back at the cage, I can now count fourteen milking holes. So fourteen men, none who seemed to last more than five minutes in the vibrating holes, for one hour is over 70 men. If each supplied from one to three ounces of cum, that averages to over 250 ounces. That means I have drank from a gallon and a half to two gallons of strange men's cum.

Wobbly on my heels, I go over to join my sisters.

"The men would like some signatures," James informs us. The men buying picture from several booths in the audience. On the booths are poster size pictures of Maggie, Anita, and me both in the cages and on the dance floor.

As the men chose poses, poster size pictures of us are printed out. Some of the men are already holding up pictures of us, asking for our signatures My God is that me? I am amazed at the wanton look of lust on my larger than life face as I chug down all that cum.

Each of us takes a side of the stage where we line up to give our autographs. Even as I sign the first one "Wet Pussy" I wonder how Anita is doing.

Anita

My God, I reek of sex!

Reaching for a picture to sign, I am struck by the surreal ness of the picture of me spread wide open and taking the dildo up my cunt. I still tingle just at the memory.

I still miss the tail action, as they must have shut off the vibrators. I guess it would have been near impossible to sign our names with those still going. Signing my nickname 'Luscious Pussy' on the edge of lips of a blowup of my pussy is actually very stimulating. Resisting the urge to finger myself I reach for another picture.

God, how my life has changed in the past six months. Shit, in the last few hours.

As apprehensive as I had been, I now couldn't wait for James to set up another encounter.