Chapter 3

“Wake up!” A voice urged me awake. A slap on my stomach jolted me out of my dream. In my groggy state, it felt like a teacher asking me a question in class. Instinctively, I sucked on my finger and thought about raising my hand. But then I realized that if I did raise it, my shirt was too short and would expose my breasts.

But instead of facing a teacher, I was looking into Mariam’s eyes. “Sorry, I thought I knew the answer,” I mumbled sleepily. Was she my teacher?

“What answer?” she asked, her fingers pressing against my pussy lips. Suddenly, I remembered where I was. She slapped my stomach again.

“I know you’re young and blonde and pretty,” Mariam said seriously. “But you need to participate in our activities just like everyone else.” She slapped my breasts.

“Ow!” I cried out. “That hurt.”

“No excuses,” Mariam said, taking in my 18-year-old body with her eyes. “You have the perfect body for it - lean and toned, tanned, with nice big breasts that probably drive your mother crazy. Now get up, honey, we’re having a competition!”

She allowed me to stretch before pulling me out of bed. As I passed a mirror, I ran my hand through my hair. But Mariam grabbed my hand and pulled me away.

“Can’t I at least freshen up?” I asked her.

“Why bother? You’ll just end up getting screwed again,” she chuckled. I walked hand in hand with her to the living room, still feeling full from Allan’s ejaculation. The room was dimly lit, with only the fireplace providing warmth and light as people huddled around it. As I got out of bed earlier, I had noticed a chill in the air, but now I realized that someone had turned off the heat and opened a window to let the cold night breeze in from the sea. In the distance, I could hear a boat sounding its horn - perhaps as a warning to other ships, but maybe also as a warning to me. After all, I didn’t know anyone here except for my unfaithful (yet attractive) boyfriend Allan.

As we joined the party guests by the fire, I suddenly heard moaning and groaning coming from upstairs. The sound of a whip cracking followed shortly after. It seemed that someone was still engaged in their sexual activities. Despite this, everyone around the fire was completely naked. In the warm glow of the flames, their skin looked youthful and healthy - even the older men appeared more like college students. A makeshift clothesline held our swimsuits above the fire - some were simply draped over it while others were carefully tied. I soon realized that the pole must have been put into place after the clothes were hung up, because now they were perilously close to the flames.

I panicked as I saw my own bra and panties hanging over the fire. “No! Those are mine!” I cried out. Heads turned to look at me and laughter filled the room. One girl grabbed a stick and tossed it onto the fire, causing it to grow higher and singe my underwear. Gasping, I watched as a hole burned through my panties before my bra caught fire as well. Just moments later, my beloved bikini was nothing but ashes. Another girl used her stick with a marshmallow on the end to toast it over my flaming panties, causing them to fall apart and sprinkle ashes onto her treat. Someone else used a hot dog on a stick to cook their food in the midst of the burning swimsuits.

A man stood up from his seat and I couldn’t help but notice the distinct lack of tension in his crotch area, compared to the other men in the room. His penis hung limply between his legs, and his balls dangled down like bells on ropes. As he made his way towards Mariam, I could see that he was completely satisfied and relaxed. He embraced her and boldly kissed her neck, as if he were eager to fulfill her desires. Mariam smiled at me and then turned her attention back to the man. Without hesitation, he pressed his hips against hers and rubbed himself against her pubic region. She responded by patting his buttocks, but suddenly I noticed a hint of embarrassment on her face. It didn’t take long for me to realize why - the man’s penis had become fully erect! Mariam delicately withdrew her hand from mine and casually introduced herself to the man as she lightly touched a finger to his lips. The man eagerly took her finger into his mouth, sucking on it as if he were trying to give it a blowjob.

“My name is Charles,” he replied.

“Do I arouse you, Charles?” Mariam asked with a blush on her cheeks as she looked down at his now prominent erection.

“I want...” Charles gruffly muttered, unable to finish his sentence. He returned to kissing Mariam’s neck while slowly leaving a love bite on her skin. She gasped as he moved down to her breasts and bit into her nipple.

“Please, Charles,” Mariam begged, but he continued biting until she couldn’t take it anymore and let out a scream. Realizing what he had done, Charles apologized and began suckling at her breast like it was a newborn baby. Mariam moaned in pleasure and begged him to take more of her breast into his mouth, while I gently pushed away Charles’s hand that was groping at her other breast. I took it into my mouth and sucked on her nipple, causing Mariam to let out a deep sigh. As she played with my body, I felt her stomach ripple beneath my fingers. She soon found my clitoris and began to pleasure me while I continued to suck on her nipple. Meanwhile, Charles thrust his hips back and forth, rubbing his penis against Mariam’s crotch without actually entering her. Reaching down, I grabbed onto his massive erection and realized he must be waiting for something.

Mariam suddenly stepped back from Charles’s grasp, but he didn’t try to stop her. Once she was safely out of reach, she looked at him with bright eyes full of desire.

“You’re quite the sailor,” she said to him with a playful smile.

“How did you know I’m in the Navy?” Charles asked in surprise.

“Why do you have an anchor tattooed on your penis?” I asked, unable to hide my surprise. He glanced down at himself and I saw it for myself - a small anchor with “USN” marked out. It was tattooed midway down his shaft, right next to the prominent vein that carried blood and nutrients to the tip of his member.

“Oh, that,” Charles shrugged nonchalantly. “We get bored at sea sometimes.”

“Well, just to be safe, I’m going to insist on using a condom,” Mariam said firmly. She took Charles’s hand and led him to the counter separating the living room from the kitchen. There sat a bowl filled with condoms, most of them already taken but someone had refilled it with pretzels. I grabbed one and squirted mustard on it before popping it into my mouth.

“I don’t have AIDS!” Charles protested. “They’d kick me out of the Navy if I did.”

“But you do have a girl in every port,” Mariam pointed out with a sly smile as she picked out a large-looking condom. “With a cock like that, don’t tell me you don’t.” Charles blushed slightly but grinned sheepishly.

“I’m not unpopular,” he defended himself. Mariam’s smile widened and she playfully batted his dick (now thoroughly covered in the condom) with her hand.

“Now where shall I put it?” Mariam teased, still blushing slightly. Then she turned to me with a mischievous look in her eye. “Will you lick me while he pumps my butt?”

My throat went dry and I coughed on my pretzel. Mariam gave my back a reassuring pat.

“Sure,” I croaked.

We moved to the center of the room, Mariam bringing the lube along with us because we all knew she would need plenty of it to accommodate Charles’s size. As she walked, Charles caressed her small and tight bottom, causing it to roll atop her legs like a balloon.

“Grab a sheet from the bed,” Mariam instructed me. “I don’t want to get rug burns.”

“Let’s do it!” I exclaimed before quickly leaving the room. My breasts bounced as I ran, and I couldn’t help but think that this was much more exciting than track practice in junior high. I rummaged through a hallway closet and found a stack of clean white sheets. Hurrying back to the room, I could feel the eyes of the guests on me, admiring my composure and energy.

“We should have her join in too,” a woman’s voice said. Two men stood up from the fire and began following me across the room while their penises grew larger with every step. Trying to ignore them, I laid out one of the sheets for Mariam and smoothed out any wrinkles before getting down on all fours on top of it. Mariam grinned at me and squirted lubricant onto Charles’s penis.

“I’m ready!” I cheerfully declared, looking up at Mariam who had also gotten on all fours. I paid no attention to the two men behind me, but I could see Mariam’s eyes flicker towards their erect penises before returning to mine. She swallowed nervously.

“Don’t let him hurt me,” she whispered to me. “Keep your hands free and if I scream too much, grab his penis and stop it from going into my hole.”

“He’ll be really slippery,” I warned her, my own eyes wide.

“Just do your best. You’ll be right there under me,” Mariam reassured me.

“Okay,” I responded, still feeling bewildered by the situation. Just a few hours ago, I had been curious about what a sex club was like. Now, I was being tasked with saving the hostess!

Mariam watched me with seductive eyes as I lay down on my back. She remained kneeling with her back straight and spread her legs wider so that I could fit underneath her. Once I was settled, I reached up and parted the lips of her vagina.

“Um, hello to your hole,” I said, feeling bold. She was wet and I couldn’t resist slipping a finger inside to feel what it was like. Mariam bit her lip but didn’t try to stop me. Then, in a playful mood, she bent forward and collapsed her legs so that her genitals were right above my mouth. At the same time, I felt her fingers and tongue explore me while I did the same to her.

“Oh!” I gasped in pleasure. Mariam used her hands to spread open my labia and used her tongue to tease me like a wet snake.

“Make each other wet,” Charles commanded from above us. I looked past the curve of Mariam’s buttocks and saw his erect penis hovering over us. Grateful for the condom that Mariam had insisted on, I watched as his veins throbbed in anticipation. Through the thin rubber, I could see every detail of his large member and knew he was ready to penetrate us both.

Mariam’s lips gently kissed my nether regions as I arched my back in pleasure. She pressed her own sex against my mouth and begged me, muffled by the sensation, to lick her with wild abandon. I could smell her scent and I knew she could smell me as well. Our tongues danced and intermingled as we sampled each other’s fluids. Soon, our bodies were writhing on the sheets, feasting on each other’s sweet juices like famished animals. The men above us stood, watching with anticipation. Charles seemed to grow even larger before my eyes, causing his condom to stretch and rise along his shaft. As he watched us, he reached down and began to play with Mariam’s anus while I rubbed lubricant onto it. She responded by diving deeper into me with her tongue, making me cry out in pleasure. In return, I pleaded for more lubricant from her mound. Charles happily obliged, squirting more onto Mariam’s back door while I used my fingers to spread it inside of her. Mariam bucked uncontrollably on top of me, signaling that she was ready for him. Charles positioned himself behind her and slowly inserted first the head of his penis and then his entire length as she cried out in ecstasy. Impaled on him, she no longer had the energy to continue pleasuring my pussy so she laid her cheek against it instead while he pumped away ferociously. My cunny became a refuge for her as she breathed heavily against my clit while he plunged deeper inside of her. He showed no mercy or concern for anyone but himself as he continued to penetrate deeper and deeper inside of her without ever fully withdrawing. She cried out like a sheep as he found new depths within her with each thrust. Meanwhile, the other two men who had followed us to the bed could no longer contain themselves in their excitement. Their large hands settled on my thighs and spread them apart. I felt one of them push his manhood into me. Mariam’s face was held to the side, unable to see or resist as she watched me being taken by a stranger in the darkness. And just like that, without even knowing his name or seeing his face, I felt him enter me with force and determination.