Mo's Adventures - Pushing the Boundaries
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Saturday Night
True Sex Story: Saturday Night - Exploring group sex and interracial relationships with some coercion. Starting with a school dance.
Caution: This True Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including mt/ft Mult Teenagers Coercion Consensual Heterosexual True Story Gang Bang Group Sex Interracial Black Male White Male White Female
“Be there Saturday night at 6 pm!”
Do you think I’m stupid?
It was a warm evening but moonless and starless and I hovered somewhat indecisively outside the Community Centre.
I had peeked in and seen a number of young teenagers sitting around or engaged in one of several activities. I continued to hover.
“Well are you going in or not?” said a female voice behind me.
I turned to see a tall black girl smiling at me.
Someone inside opened the door and she “shushed” me inside.
I looked around and was immediately astounded ... The community centre looked normal on the outside but the “back wall” didn’t exist but opened out into what had probable been some sort of warehouse.
It was well equipped At the far end I could see a basket ball court while on one side there was a boxing ring and a collection of gym equipment A girl was practising handstands on a pommel horse and two boys in karate suits were circling each other nearby.
“Good. Isn’t it?
I turned to see a grinning Marlon.
“I wondered if you would come.” His grin widened.
“You will be welcome to come here any time; with your girl friends, if you want but there is a “club initiation first.”
I looked at him suspiciously and he laughed.
“It’s a bit of fun really” he grinned; “and I won’t touch you”
“Come and see.”
He took my arm and led me to a closed box shaped section with what looked like folding doors from ceiling to floor decorated with children’s themes and opened a door, It was dark inside but I could see piles of cushions soft toys, plastic balls and other shapes of various sizes and it made perfect sense when he told me it was opened during the day as a children’s soft play area, I looked puzzled.
He laughed. “It is an initiation test. “You go inside in the dark and you must find the door in the far corner, avoiding any “hindrances” on the way. Easy!”
I laughed. “It sounds OK”
“You’ll enjoy it.” He said with a big grin but there is one condition; no clothes!”
I paused. “Are you staying out here?”
“Yes!” he replied, making a cross over his heart. Behind him, sitting on a large settee, I could see the rest of his park accomplices.
He pulled a chair across to him and said “You can put your clothes on here.”
I hesitated but quickly shed my clothe and folding them, placed them neatly on the chair.
I had a hand over my pussy and another across my breasts when he gently propelled me into the darkness and closed the door behind me with the words “ “Turn around three times and count to ten before you move. If you don’t come out in an hour or so; we’ll come in and get you.”
I thought “Why would I take so long to cross a room, even a large room?”
Unknown to me a large screen slid down from the ceiling and his club members pulled up chairs or sat on the floor.
They watched as I turned and even heard the whispered count.
I was slowly edging forward on a spongy floor and suddenly realised the test might be a little more difficult than I thought as the blackness was almost physical and my plan to follow the wall would only work if I found the wall.