Patrick's Treat

I blushed delicately and once I'd been introduced to their friend Melanie, we headed off, enjoying the hollers and honking of horns we received from red-blooded guys. We reached a sports complex after fifteen minutes and Maria led us into a room in one of the buildings. "This is our changing room," she told me.

"We're already changed," I commented.

"Well, we could practise, or maybe you'd like to lean over that bench and show Ella how your skirt rides up your ass."

I smiled and did as suggested.

"Lie down on the bench, baby," Ella cajoled as she ran her fingers across my smooth ass, gently probing between the cheeks.

I lay on the bench, facing down, my ass hanging over the end. As Ella fingered my ass and then began to push her cock into me, I realised that Maria was pulling a couple of silk belts tight around my waist and had tied me to the bench.

"I know how you like to be tied down and dominated, baby," Maria whispered into my ear.

I did not reply, instead concentrating on pushing my ass back as far as the belts would allow so that I could take as much of Ella as I could. As I did so, Melanie sat on the bench in front of me, her legs astride it so that her pussy was tantalising close to my face. She pulled her lace panties aside and began to finger herself. I watched her push her finger into her and then she offered me her finger to taste her juices. I licked and sucked on her finger, the rhythm of my sucking dictated by how hard Ella was pumping my ass.

"Make me cum," Melanie muttered, pushing her wet pussy against my face. I flicked my tongue inside her and was about to run it inside her pussy lips when the door opened and I could hear guys' voices.

"Make way, ladies. Looks like we have a willing volunteer."

Melanie vacated her position in front of me and I could feel Ella withdraw from my ass. I watched as eight or nine guys came into the room, a few of them pulling down their shorts almost at once.