Reality Need Not Apply Ch. 01

Dear Reader,

My husband and I play a game where we tell each other our fantasies. Then we decide if they are just fun to talk about or if we can actually act on them. Below is a story that compiles all the fantasies I've had that wouldn't be safe to act on due to STIs, social media, and maintaining a career in my profession.

In the story below, my character isn't worried about losing her job/career because of compromising pictures on social media. She also isn't worried about pregnancy or getting an STI.

While I am all about promoting safe sex and maintaining a career, this is a compilation of my fantasies. And that's the beauty of fantasies - reality need not apply.

On a final note, I will caution any reader who takes offense to a woman being called a slut and used as a sex object. Know that every sex scene is consensual in this story. No matter what, there is nothing sexy about rape nor doing any sexual acts against someone who says no.

Please enjoy my story that is a combination of submission and exhibition. Feel free to leave a comment or contact me via email.

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I had just graduated from college with a teaching degree in one hand and a lot of debt in the other. Finding a job was no problem, but keeping up with loan payments while making sure I ate and paid rent proved to be difficult. I had to find a roommate in order to help pay the bills.

The day Sabina became my roommate was the day my life changed.

"Where do you get all your money from?" I half asked and half demanded of Sabina. I had never once seen her go to work, but I had seen her wear nice new clothes, drive a sporty car, and she always paid for her half of everything using cash. Her only "work" was going out every night.

"Amanda, relax. It's nothing illegal."

"But I never see you go to work and you party every night."

"Wait until summer break, and I'll show you. Come on, let's get to the gym before we're late for our class."

Working out regularly was something Sabina had gotten me into from almost the day she moved in. I was just shy of 23 and used to a slender form with a cute ass and perky breasts. Now that I worked out daily, my body was tight all over. I had to give Sabina credit for pushing me to get my body in such good shape.

It was fun to go out with such a tight body. The men loved it and I always had my choice of guys and a few ladies to dance and grind on. Sabina had gotten me a few short dresses to "celebrate" my hot body. On weekends, she took me to all the best clubs.

One Friday, just before summer break, Sabina said to me, "After the gym, I'm taking you out, girl. We're gonna look so sexy AND we're going without panties," grinned Sabina.

"What? No!" I all but yelled at her.

Sabina smiled, but said nothing. Later we did go out to a new dance club. She got us in right away. Sabina could always do that.

Sabina ordered us drinks. I drank mine too quickly, and hadn't had enough to eat. The alcohol hit me hard. Sabina ordered me another drink.

"Come on, Amanda, bottoms up."

I drank the other one just as quickly and felt the alcohol almost immediately.

She hooked arms with me. "Come with me," Sabina whispered into my ear. I thought she wanted to dance, but Sabina brought me to side hallway and pushed me against a wall. She leaned in and kissed me. I was surprised at first and my body went stiff.

"Just go with this. Kiss me back. Let me touch you," Sabina whispered in my ear.

It was probably the combination of alcohol and the fact that I hadn't gotten any in awhile, but I kissed back with gusto. My hands were all over Sabina and hers were all over me. Sabina pulled away and squatted down in front of me.

"Ok, girl. We gotta get rid of these panties and get to dancing."

I felt Sabina's hands snake up my now too short skirt and pull down the waist band of my thong. Soon the thong was sliding down my legs.

"Put them back up," I hissed.

Sabina ignored me as she gave my thong a strong pull. I heard the fabric rip.

"Oops, guess you can't wear your thong anymore."

Sabina helped me step out of the thong and then flung the wisp of fabric down the hallway.

She stood up and got close to me, grabbing my hand. I felt her guide it under her skirt to her bare pussy lips.

In my ear, she whispered, "Play along because this is how you're gonna make so much money. They're watching now."

"Who," I demanded in a whisper as I felt Sabina's hand slide under my skirt and plunge into my opening. I was becoming so turned on. My labia were swollen and wet.

"Rich men," Sabina whispered and then nibbled on my earlobe while rubbing my clit.

I groaned and let my head rest against the wall. My hand began sliding up and down Sabina's pussy, plunging my fingers into her.

Sabina leaned hard against me while I got her off. With a strangled cry, I felt her squeeze around my fingers as she came.

"Damn, girl, that was good," she purred while extracting my soaked fingers from her pussy. She pulled them up to her mouth and slowly sucked one finger at a time. Her red lips puckering around each finger as she did.

Sabina's face became serious for a moment as she leaned forward so her mouth was to my ear. "Act like I'm kissing your neck. Smile and moan a bit."

I did my best to comply. Sabina grabbed my breasts and began massaging them through the fabric. My nipples became hard and I moaned for real.

She continued to whisper in my ear. "We're going out on the dance floor. A group of rich men will approach us. Refuse them nothing and I mean nothing. Once we step out on the dance floor, your body will be theirs for as long as they want it. It'll be fun and so worth it. I promise."

I didn't fully understand what she was telling me. I just knew I was so turned on that my pussy's wetness was sliding down my inner thigh. Could I really do this? I put that thought out of my head, looked at Sabina, kissed her, and then grabbed her hand to lead her out to the dance floor.

The bass hit my body immediately and I began to move. I held Sabina's hand and began to grind on her. Sabina had gotten off and I felt like I was starting to burn up with a need to get off myself.

Suddenly a masculine arm was wrapped around my waist and pulling me toward a muscular body. I tried to resist at first, but Sabina shook her head no.

"That's a good girl," the man whispered in my ear. He sucked my ear lobe for a few seconds and then whispered, "Your body is mine now."

I mutely nodded as I felt his hand slide up and down me. He grabbed my breast and pinched my nipple hard. I let out a soft moan.

"The little minx likes her tits grabbed," the man whispered in my ear as he slid his hand under my dress to grab my bare nipple.

My head rested on his shoulder and I again nodded mutely.

I watched another man approach. He was tall, muscular, brown hair, blue eyes, and so fucking hot. His white button up shirt and black slacks fit him perfectly and were clearly expensive.

"Jeremy, who is this enticing piece of ass?" the man asked.

"Hey Dylan," Jeremy greeted, "I never asked her name. She came with Sabina. But her ass and tits have made me so hard."

Dylan leaned forward, put his hands on my waist, and asked, "Hey, pretty girl, what's your name?"

"Amanda," I answered.

Dylan looked up, gave Jeremy a smile that made him look even more handsome, and said, "I like this one. So obedient."

Jeremy chuckled, his hands still groping my breasts. "Fuck, she has some hot tits. You gotta feel them."

Dylan reached out a hand and began feeling my breasts over my dress. "Damn, they are nice," agreed Dylan. "Jeremy, let's get a look under the hood. Is she wearing panties?"

Jeremy slid my dress up, exposing my pussy. I knew I shouldn't let him do it. Anyone could see my pussy. I felt Jeremy's knee between my legs, pushing them open. "Be a good girl. Let Dylan see that pussy of yours." I complied, spreading my legs further.

This was so crazy. I stood in front of two strange men, in the middle of a busy club, naked from the waist down, and my pussy was glistening with how wet I was.

Dylan stepped closer to me and said into my ear, "Don't worry, Amanda. We've claimed you and that wet pussy of yours. We promise to take good care of you."

I nodded again. I felt Dylan's hands slide between my pussy lips. It felt so fucking good. I moaned and opened my legs wider.

"You're such a good slut, aren't you Amanda," Jeremy whispered in my ear. I nodded, while feeling Dylan's fingers enter me. I was so close, just a few more strokes and I would be crying out loudly on the dance floor.

"She's close. Don't let the little minx come yet. The others will want to see her pretty pussy," Jeremy said while pulling my dress down and forcing me to shut my legs.

I gave a whimper of protest. Both men laughed. Dylan added, "This little slut is on fire. Her pussy is dripping. Sabina did a good job warming her up for us."

I should have been offended. The two men talked about me like I was just there for their amusement. That thought only turned me on more.

Dylan grabbed hold of me, tucking me under his arm. He smelled good and I leaned into him. Jeremy came up next to me and grabbed my ass.

"Fuck, she's hot. Look at those blue eyes, fuckable lips, and long brown hair," Jeremy exclaimed.

Dylan nodded and added, "She's a good contrast to Sabina with Sabina's blond hair. They'll look good together at private parties."

"Hey there, baby girl, you want to come to our private parties, right?" Jeremy asked. It was the first time I had gotten a look at him. He had black hair, olive skin, and dark brown eyes. He was so handsome.

I nodded, and said, "Yes."

"That's a good girl," Jeremy said as he squeezed my ass again. "Come on, I'm getting you a glass of wine."

Both Dylan and Jeremy guided me to the bar. As we approached the bar, Dylan whispered into my ear, "Rest your elbows on the bar and stick your ass out as you bend forward."

Once at the bar, Jeremy pulled my dress down so almost all of my breasts were showing. "Be a good girl and lean forward so the bar tender can get a good look."

I leaned forward over the bar, with my ass sticking out. I noticed one of my breasts was completely exposed. Dylan leaned next to me, grinning.

A tall bar tender with skin the color of dark chocolate approached us. "Hey Dylan," the bar tender nodded. The bar tender's voice was a sexy bass that sent shivers down my spine. I stared at his deep brown eyes and full lips, wondering what they'd be like to kiss.

"Hey, Derek. Get this lady a glass of wine."

Derek leaned forward and grabbed my exposed breast. "This new one has some hot tits," Derek commented as he pinched my nipple.

Dylan leaned into my ear and whispered, "Don't be rude Amanda. Pull out your other tit and let Derek get a feel."

I quickly exposed my other breast letting both rest on the bar.

"Damn, she's fucking obedient," Derek rumbled as he grabbed both my breasts and pinched my nipples. Derek looked at me, and with his sexy bass voice, said, "I'm gonna need you to keep your tits out for me while I go and get your drink."

I nodded, feeling exposed as my breasts rested on the bar. A man sitting aways down openly stared at my breasts. One hand was around a whiskey while the other was under the bar working in a rhythmic pattern.

Jeremy came up to the other side of me and followed my eyes down the bar. He saw the man jerking off.

"Look at how enticing this little slut is. She's got some random guy jerking off under the bar."

Dylan turned his head and saw the guy. "You're are a good slut, aren't you Amanda. Look at that man down there, wishing he could fill your tight pussy with his cum. Tell me, Amanda, who owns that pussy of yours."

"You do."

"Who else owns your pussy?" asked Jeremy.

"You do too."

"Such an obedient slut. Isn't that right?" whispered Jeremy.

I nodded, feeling my wetness dripping down my leg, while watching the stranger move his arm more quickly. Dylan reached over and fondled my breast, giving the man even more of a show.

Derek returned with my wine. He casually fondled my nipples. While doing so, he saw the direction Dylan and Jeremy were looking. He turned too and looked at the man jacking off. He summoned the man closer with his finger.

"Sit her on the bar stool and spread her legs. Make sure she's giving a good show," ordered Derek.

I felt two sets of hands turn me around. Dylan hiked up my skirt while Jeremy forced my bare ass on the stool. Then Dylan opened my legs wide. I looked around frantically trying to see who else was watching. I noticed then that three large club security guards had formed a wall around me. Their backs were to me and they watched the patrons in club carefully. Sabina hung off a security guard standing at the end. He held her around the waist. She was smiling at me and even blew me a kiss.

"Relax, little slut. We control who gets to see and touch you," Jeremy said into my ear. "Don't worry, just turn control of that wet pussy over to us."

I should have been fighting to get up, closing my legs, covering my breasts, but I did none of it. Jeremy's words were strangely soothing, protective almost.

The man who had been wanking at a distance approach cautiously. There was a noticeable bulge in his pants.

"Have a seat, next to our slut, but don't touch her. Give the slut a good show," instructed Dylan.

The man nodded and pulled his dick out. It was long and slender. Dylan's head bent down and he sucked my left nipple. Derek reached over the bar and began pinching my other nipple. Jeremy lightly dragged his fingers up and down my open pussy, spreading my wetness.

"Shit, she's hot. Her pussy is literally dripping," Jeremy said.

The man with the slender dick croaked out, "I'm coming soon."

I was stood up instantly. Jeremy lifted my hands above my head and pulled my dress over my body. I felt so exposed standing naked in the middle of a busy club.

"Come on her tits," Jeremy ordered.

The man approached, stroking hard. Suddenly, he gave a groan and jets of cum landed on my breasts and flat belly.

"Put your dick away and move along," Dylan ordered.

With a grimace, the man shoved his too sensitive cock in his pants and quickly walked away.

Derek passed me a set of bar napkins and a glass of water.

"Clean the cum off you, slut," Derek ordered.

I quickly dipped a stack of napkins into the glass of water and washed the stranger's cum away. I looked around for my dress and saw it had been slung over a security guard's shoulder.

"Not so fast little slut," warned Derek. "Lift her up on the bar. I want a taste of that pussy."

Jeremy and Dylan grabbed me under each arm and leg. I felt myself being hoisted up on top of the bar, spread eagle. Derek's hands were on my inner thighs immediately and he wasted no time tasting me.

"Fuck, she tastes good."

I moaned in pleasure. I knew the security guards were providing a barrier, but I was beyond caring who saw me anymore. I just needed to cum and hard.

From the distance, I heard a new voice.

"Who's the new slut?"

"Hey Philip. This is Amanda. Sabina brought her." I let out a moan as Derek worked my clit with his tongue. My head flung back and I caught a glimpse of Philip's blond hair before Derek's tongue dragged me back to bliss.

I heard Philip order Sabina to come to him. Then all I felt was Derek's fingers delve into my pussy as his tongue worked my clit. That was it. I couldn't hold back any more and let out a loud keening noise as I came.

Taking a calming breath, I looked up to see Derek with my wetness all over his full lips. He grabbed head and pulled me into a kiss, letting me taste myself all over him.

Then I felt two sets of hands lift me off a the bar. Dylan handed me back my dress and I slid it over my body.

"You looked so hot, little slut. Did Derek do a good job taking care of you?" Jeremy whispered into my ear as he handed me a glass of wine.

I nodded yes and then took a huge drink of my wine. I turned my head to my left and saw Sabina hanging on Philip. Their blond hair and blue eyes painting a pretty portrait.

"Hey there Amanda," Philip greeted me.

"Hello," I responded, nervously taking another drink of my wine.

"You're one hot slut. I was really turned on by Derek and you," Philip continued. "I hope to see more of you at other events."

I nodded my affirmation and quickly downed the rest of my wine. The wine glass was whisked away and replaced with a glass of water.

"Drink this," Derek ordered as he slid a lime on to the glass. "We can't have you dehydrating on us now."

I gratefully accept the cold glass of water. As I drink from the glass of water, I watch Philip bring Sabina around so her ass is backed up against his cock.

"Babe, you're new friend has got me all hot and bothered. I'm gonna need you take care of it."

Sabina smiled broadly, got down on her knees and undid Philip's pants. Philip's long and thick cocks popped out proudly. Sabina squealed with delight and immediately put Philip's cock in her mouth.

"That's a good slut," cooed Philip. "That's it, take my big cock deep." Philip turned to Jeremy and asked, "How's the Dallas account."

Jeremy smiled and responded, "I nailed it as well you nail pussy."

Philip chuckled and then stood up. He turned Sabina around so her arms rested on the bar. He hiked her skirt up and plowed his cock into Sabina's pussy. Sabina moaned softly, clearly enjoying the giant cock filling her up.

Philip turned his attention to Dylan. "How's the Karis deal?" Philip asked.

Dylan looped and arm around me and absently pulled down my dress to play with my breasts. "I think it will be a done deal after our private party next weekend."

Philip grunted as he came and then pulled his cock out. Sabina immediately turned around, squatted down and licked Philip's cock clean before he put it back in his pants. Philip's cum pooled on the floor where it had slid out of Sabina when she squatted to clean his cock.

"You two ladies, run to the bathroom and get cleaned up," Philip ordered.

Sabina grabbed my hand and pulled me off the stool. Once my feet touched the floor, a security guard's arm snaked around my waist. "Follow me this way, please."

Instead of heading for the bathrooms on the main floor, the security guard escorted us up the stairs. He opened the door and I was brought into a luxurious bathroom with showers, a change of clothing, make up selection, and anything else I could want.

Sabina immediately stripped off her dress and left it on the floor. The security guard retrieved and tossed it in a hamper. He came back and looked expectantly at me.

I stared dumbly for a few seconds.

"Amanda, just give the man your dress. Quit wasting time."

I let my dress fall off my shoulders and slide down my body. I leaned to step out of it and lost my balance. The security guard's hand shot out and grabbed me by the elbow to stabilize me.

"Thanks," I said quietly. He nodded and then scooped up my dress. I kicked my heals off and he scooped them up as well.

I heard a shower start and followed the sound. Sabina's hand came out from behind the shower curtain and pulled me in.

She had a shower cap on to keep her hair from getting wet. Sabina quickly twisted my long hair into a messy bun and tossed a shower cap on my head.

"We have to hurry. The men will expect us back quickly. Don't get your face wet."

I quickly rinsed off my body and used some rose scented soap to scrub my body. Sabina did the same.

"What do you think?" gushed Sabina. "Isn't this fucking hot? Being used and protected by hot and powerful men?"

"How did you ever find these men?" I asked as I quickly dried my body off.

"Oh, they found me on my eighteenth birthday. I was at a club and Philip picked me up. They've been my job for three years now. My sex life is awesome and I have all the money I need."