This story is fiction, but some events are real. Where we have drawn on our experience we have changed names and locations to protect the guilty. There is far more bareback than we would ever do, and remind you all to protect your health.

We were in London for a show, but our first night was free so we went to a club. We changed and walked in. There were a few couples, and a lot of men.

We were going to take a walk around, but was approached by a man in his late 30s.

“Will you join us?” He indicated a table.

The woman sat there was in her early 20s, her towel was around her waist leaving her tits exposed.

“What do you think?” He asked with an American accent.

I assumed he was asking for an opinion on her tits. “I would like to see more.”

“So would I, let's find a room.” Somehow it was not an invitation, more an instruction.

He found a room for us and we left the door open. Lisa pulled her towel off and Eric guided her to the bed.

I was happy she was OK and I dropped Sarah's towel. She was shaved and had a small tattoo ‘eat me, fuck me, hand me on’.

“Any order you like.” Eric commented.

Sarah sat on the big bed. She opened her legs. I went down on her. She had been fucked not long before. She was enjoying my tongue.

I heard Lisa enjoying something. I stood up and saw her sucking cock. I saw men starting to appear.

I slid my cock into Sarah. She was not tight. She lay there, with her legs locked around me. As I pulled my cock out, there was spunk on it and I pushed back in. Lisa was moving to ride him. I picked up speed as Lisa lowered herself on the American cock. She rolled her hips and pressed down on his chest. He reached up to squeeze her tits.

Sarah came once, but I needed more. She came again and I came, but was still hard. Lisa was still throwing her hips on his cock. Sarah came twice more and I filled her again.

Lisa had taken her pleasure and let the American burst in her.

Eric asked. “Shall we let them at the sluts.”

I looked around the 8 men, hungry men. I knew Lisa's type. “Fuck them guys.”

There was a pause before two men beat a third to the holes.

Lisa sat on the edge of the bed, ready to take cock after cock. The first one plugged in and three more lined up, one putting a condom on. He banged away, he was over excited and fell from her with a limp cock.

The condom man moved in to take her.

“A good slut.” Eric commented.

Both women were taking cocks without any names or pretence of affection.

“Do you let cocks in her ass?” Eric asked.

“Some, you want it?”

“Sure, fuck Sarah's.”

“I will.” I accepted, hoping my cock would be recovered.

The third cock had just finished his work in Sarah, he joined Lisa's queue.

“One cunt only.” I told him.

The fourth man finished and wiped his cock on his towel.

“I’m back Sarah, I'm going to fuck your ass.”

“Thank you sir.”

Cum was flooding between her legs, I lifted her legs. Cum was spread over her hole. My cock slid in, no hint of resistance. I was banging away by the time Eric started to fuck Lisa. It was a race and we both wanted to be last. I lost.

“You two are great, I have a card. Do you have a number?”

“I'll give you our profile.” I replied.

We were back in the bar. Eric introduced us to Doug and Clare.

“It was Doug that filled Sarah.” Eric told me.

I glanced at Lisa. “Want to fuck Lisa?”

“Let's get a room.” Eric said.

“You fuck her. I've had her tonight.” Eric offered Clare without asking her or Doug.

Clare put her arms around my neck and kissed me. I tugged at her towel and it fell. I pulled her to me and her tits crushed against me. They were warm. I dropped my towel and pulled her to my hard cock.

We stood there kissing, feeling each other's warmth, running hands over bodies. We knew it was time and moved to the bed.

Clare yielded to my embrace, allowing me to guide her to bed. Her body bent to my needs. Her legs parted as my hands moved over her body. I slipped into her. Her kisses were like velvet covering my neck, chest and face. Her body was soft. Her pussy was warm and her body pushed against me in pulsating heat. Her sighs were like a purring kitten. When I came she was in heaven she held me and I held her as she softly fell back to earth like a feather falling from a bird in flight.

“That was something.” Lisa declared.

“It was.” I replied.

Lisa pulled me to her and whispered. “We have to meet them again. I will take one for the team.”

“Was he that bad?”

“He was very good, but we do need to meet them again.”

We went back to the bar, had another bedtime and left with two new contacts. I will tell you more later.