"The Artifact" Chapter 3
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...continues from "The Artifact (ch.2)" - click here to start there...
Having made several obscene voyages using my strange alien object, I
became highly addicted to the wonderfully nasty sex trips and found
myself once again lying on my bed ready to begin another adventure.
I sped to the hallway entrance...the artifact knew that I craved
something very raunchy, and I walked slowly down the endless corridor
reading doors and stroking my pecker, which I had pulled out of my
trousers for use while selecting the area of enjoyment.
I stopped at a door reading, 'Paid jerkoff for college sorority party'.
This sounded quite interesting and I opened the door to look inside.
There were two very pretty young women there who sat in chairs grinning
at me. I stepped inside and looked at them as they stared at my dick,
sticking out of the front of my pants. I'd forgotten that little
detail momentarily and tried to zip up, but one of them quickly stopped
me..."Leave it alone dork, we're all gonna see it anyway."
My ten inch pecker stood out dripping cum as I looked at them
awkwardly. I specified my time interval as two hours and closed the
door.
One of them handed me a thousand dollars in cash. "Here's your fucking
money jerkoff, don't spend it all in one place." They got up and left
the room and we went into a large hallway with a huge set of stairs
leading to the second floor.
In a large front room to the right sat about fifty young women,
grinning at me and talking among themselves as I entered. They all
stared at my huge rock hard peter bodding up and down.
There was an open area surrounded by the many women, and a comfy chair
for my use. I stood and stared at them, the money still in my hand.
"Ladies may I present our entertainment for tonight, Mr. Jerkoff."
They all applauded and cheered as I stuffed the money in my pocket.
She crossed her arms and grinned slyly at me..."Do your fucking thing
jackboy, strip off and give me all your clothes."
I did so, looking apprehensibly at the large leering crowd of college
coeds, first my wristwatch, shoes, then socks, then shirt, and finally
pants and shorts . My long pecker flipped when I pulled my shorts off
and the coeds cheered again, making me blush a bit.
I stood there bare naked and the woman grabbed my clothes and locked
them in a nearby wallsafe.
"You get them back when you give us what we want jackoff!", she grinned
wickedly. "You better fucking earn your money or we'll shove your ass
outside and call the cops...you get what I mean?" I nodded shyly in
acceptance and stroked my long dick.
She handed me a shotglass of clear liquid. "Spanishfly boy, you gonna
have a good time tonight!"
I gulped down the bitter liquid and scrunched up my face at the taste.
They all waited and grinned, looking at each other. Almost immediately
my balls became hot as fire and my poor dick got even harder, if that
was possible. I sat in the chair which was good for this purpose since
I could put my feet up on the side rails opening my peter and balls to
the crowd while I entertained them.
I began to breathe very heavily and I was so fucking horny I couldn't
stand it. I sat and flipped my dong back and forth and then flipped it
upward and made it bounce up and down a few times.
I looked at the jeering ladies, with my eyes glazed over in pleasure,
and jacked off, flogging my pecker rapidly.
The crowd was yelling obscene comments at me as I stroked off and this
seemed to make me even hornier.
"Fucking jack your dick off sleazebag, jerk your fucking dong for us!"
The girls were going crazy now and looked closely as my face distorted
in pleasure from my masterbation.
I massaged my large balls and swung them back and forth several times
as I peeled back my foreskin. My peter was dripping cum constantly now
and I could feel the huge amount of dickwad in my nuts waiting to be
released.
I was getting every kind of obscene and humiliating comment now from
the nasty crowd, and there were multiple flashes from the many cameras
trained on me.
They looked on me now as a filthy sex toy and were reveling in my
embarrassment. I jacked my dick harder looking from one to the other
of the many coeds, and I began to drool slightly as I neared orgasm.
New spectators were gathering as the lewd show progressed, and I was in
a frezy now hotter than I'd ever been.
This level of arousal was unknown to me and I was grunting like a pig
nearing my absolute limit.
"Eat your fucking cum you son-of-a-bitch", they began to chant...I was
so fucking hot now I didn't care about anything, even the many video
cameras I could see capturing the action.
My huge dick was primed for ejaculation and suddenly my face went
blank, and I jerked involuntarily upward squirting a thick stream of
hot scum two feet in the air as the women screamed.
They were clapping and cheering, as many of them stuck their fingers in
their mouths, indicating the retching reflex to my disgusting actions.
I was so humiliated and overwhelmed by lust that I just couldn't stop,
and ate a large amount of salty slime as it continued to pump from my
prong.
I ate all I could and finally took my finger and sopped up globs of cum
from my pisshole and ate it as the last drops of goo oozed out.
I retrieved all of the cum I could from my lower area and devoured
it...and finally licked my fingers clean, finishing my incredibly
degrading ordeal.
I collapsed in a heap in the chair as they screwed up their noses at me
and began to leave. The spokeslady looked at me with true revulsion in
her eyes and opened the safe, removing my clothes. She dropped them on
me like they were contaminated..."I hope you know what you just did
asshole...you disgusting dick jacking fuck..and we got it all on tape."
She sneered sarcastically ..."Get your fucking ass out of here and go
spend your money...that thousand is nothing to me...but as this tape is
watched over time it will be to you!"
She left me sitting there, my limp pecker still draining semen. I
dressed and left...pulling the money out of my pocket.
To my amazement and shame I discovered that the money was fake...all of
it. It was authentic looking play money. I knew I would not go back
to protest...I'd been had. I'd wanted something very raunchy and got
far more than I ever bargained for.
The object knew exactly what I wanted, even better than I did!
As I waited for the session to end I sat in the anteroom smiling...this
whole thing was getting more and more fantastic with each voyage!
I waited for my session time to end, to be sent back to real time so I
could take a long nap.
...continues in "The Artifact (ch.4)" - click here to continue...
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