1. Welcome to The Den


    Date: 3/6/2016, Categories: Straight Sex, Author: thatguy625, Rating: 12, Source: LushStories

    expression. She was playing it cool despite being pissed at me for not knowing these rules. “Yes,” we said in unison. “Good, now for one last thing before I allow you to enter,” the woman said, “We have had issues with non-couples trying to sneak in. To combat this, we have instituted a test. You two will follow my instructions without question if you wish to enter. Remember - at this point, there is no refund.” We looked at her and nodded. “Remove each others’ clothing.” I looked at Chelsea, who appeared calm, and stepped towards her. She spun away from me to let me at the zipper on her dress. I unzipped her, seeing the black strapless bra as the zipper went past her mid-back. It was sleeveless so the removal was easy. I peeled it away from her and slid it down, revealing her black, lace thong underneath. Christ, she really was hot. Next, I reached for her bra, unhooking it and pulling it away, slowly. She now stood with her back to me, completely nude, except for the thing piece of material covering her genitals. She spun around, seemingly unfazed by her nakedness, and approached me. She knew she was hot and was going to torture me. She got a little too close and maintained eye contact as she unbuttoned my shirt. “Is this what you wanted?” She said, sexily with a wink, as if to say Don’t worry, I’ll play my part but you fucking owe me. She finished unbuttoning my shirt and untucked it, then slid it off my shoulders and tugged it off me. This was having unintended ...
    consequences. I was getting hard. It was impossible not to. It was all wrong - this stranger was in the room, Chelsea was a sister to me, and this was supposed to be work - but I was powerless. She fiddled with my belt and pulled it through the loops. Next she unsnapped my pants and unzipped my fly. Slowly, she lowered my pants to the ground where they gathered at my shoes. Chelsea then got on her knees and untied my shoes. I swear she was doing this on purpose - the agonizingly slow undressing. She pulled my shoes and socks off one at a time and I stepped out of my pants for her, leaving me in just my boxer briefs. Still on her knees, she looked up at my groin, then shot a surprised look up at me and mouthed “What the fuck?” when she noticed the sizable lump in front of her. She took a deep breath and peeled down my tight underwear. My cock sprang out, now hard as a rock. Chelsea just kind of stared at it with a confused look for a few seconds before standing back up. At this point, the older women approached us and stood between us. She reached down with her right hand and placed it on my cock, squeezing and stroking while looking Chelsea in the eye. Her left hand then found its way down to Chelsea’s vagina and began to caress it, while switching her gaze to me. Chelsea, god bless her, kept cool as ice through all this. “She’s soaking wet, you know.” She told me, “Come see.” With that turned us to face each other. “Now,” she continued, “touch each other's bodies. Feel each other’s ...
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