Chapter 1: Introduction
I look at the pussy in front of me and lick from taint to clit as I feel yet another man cum down my back. I roll as I feel another woman begin scissoring me. I’m so wet and as I lick this pussy, I look up out the glass ceiling of the warehouse and admire the full moon.
The other women seem just as lost in a sea of sexual pleasure, as they continue to scissor and grind away on each other. I don’t remember how I got here, but the party was in full swing by the time I arrived. I close my eyes and wonder about how all of this is happening.
One of the men grabs my hair and cums into my mouth, I smile up at him, Christian, he’s a great guy. Once he’s done cumming in my pussy, I spit it all into some girl’s pussy.
Lucy, a friend of mine from college, also seems to be having a lot of fun as we are now surrounded by at least eight guys wacking off and cumming all over us. I smile and ask in between breaths, “Lucy, how did we end up here?”
She just kisses me and her mouth is full of cum. I love the way all the cum in her mouth tastes while we make out. Another guy sees us kissing and cums on our faces.
Lucy licks cum off my face and then spits it all over her own massive tits. Her fingers find my pussy, coming between my pussy and the one I’m scissoring, but I get even wetter as Lucy keeps fingering me.
I see Christian getting his cock sucked by a girl who is riding another girl’s face and I find myself incredibly jealous. I’ve never sucked Christian off, but I would in a heart beat. I watch her suck him and then moan when Lucy twists her fingers in my cunt.
Then everything goes dark, once the moon passes finishing its course, no longer visible through the glass ceiling. And I fall asleep.
When I wake up, I find myself in a massive bed, Lucy is asleep next to me and I’m covered in cum. I touch my fingers to my pussy and realize I’m not sore at all, I should be but I feel great. My head is throbbing barely, my pussy is sore, but not as much as it should be, and there’s no embarrassment even though I remember certain events from last night. I get out of bed wearing nothing. More girls begin waking and none of us can quite remember what happened last night. But all of us are drenched in cum and the taste of each other’s pussy’s is on our tongues. “Where are our clothes,” I ask to nobody in particular. “I don’t know what the fuck happened, but we had fun, I think,” another girl says. I’m one of twenty five girls without any clothes in a warehouse and covered in hours old cum.
Some of it has dried and turned crusty, while other patches are still quite wet. ***
One month later.
I scream to orgasm as I ride Lucy’s face. As I O face some guy cums in my face and gets it into my mouth. I lick my lips enjoying the flavor of his cum. There are so many of us girls fucking each other while these men just cum on us.
I look up and admire the moon.
More cum spills onto my tits and one of the other girls licks it up.
“You’re gorgeous,” Christian says to me then slips his beautiful cock past my lips. I suck him gently while Lucy keeps eating me and some other girl licks cum off of me.
I'm enjoying the sex more than I ever have before, yet there's still a lingering feeling of confusion in the back of my head. I can't remember how I got here, and I can't remember what happens after the moon passes out of sight. All I know is that every full moon, I find myself in the same situation: surrounded by my closest friends (and a few strangers), engaging in mind-blowing group sex, but with no recollection of how it all began.
I watch as the moon leaves our site and I fall asleep as Christian cums down my throat.
I awake with my head on the wooden table in the warehouse warped by the dim light. I rub my eyes, sit up and notice Lucy and some other girls are scattered around the floor, covered in sticky cum with worn out looks on their faces.
The memories of the night before are murky and I struggle to make sense of them. I remember the nasty orgy that took place and all of the people around me, but I can't quite grasp how it all started or why I was there in the first place. And I definitely don’t remember any men being involved, which is strange, because we’re all cum drenched and I’m 100% and completely straight. I would never choose to sleep with another woman, let alone have an orgy with so many.
“I need to figure out what’s happening,” I say to Lucy.
She just groggily nods and gets to her feet. We make our way to the back of the warehouse where the showers are. The rancid smell of sex and cum permeating the air. We turn the water on, making sure it’s hot, as we step inside and begin washing each other up.
“I don’t know what’s happening either. I just remember a lot of fucking and that’s it,” Lucy says.
“There has to be a reason for this. I never even thought about being with a woman romantically or sexually before these strange occurrences,” I say to Lucy, feeling a mix of confusion and frustration as I wash myself clean.
Lucy nods in agreement, “I know, me neither. I’m straight as an arrow, but every full moon, I find myself here, surrounded by women, covered in cum and with no recollection of how it happened. It’s just so strange and bizarre.”
As we finish washing up and get dressed, I can’t help but feel a sense of unease.