“The thing is,” Belinda took over, “we were always having the same cock in our pussies and the same other cock in our mouths. So, at one point, I suggested they changed sides and that when I discovered something incredible.”
“And what’s that?” Sachita asked, finishing her drink and depositing her glass on the counter behind her.
“The two cocks,” Cassie answered for her, “were both more or less the same length and girth but what was peculiar was that one curved upwards and the other downwards.”
“Both cocks were curved?” Gaëlle asked incredulous. While not a rarity as such, it was not common to find two men at the same time with that peculiar feature.
“Yes, both,” Belinda answered, “and it did things to us, to me at least, touching spots that don’t get touched with straight cocks.”
“It was quite a sight to see them both side by side at the end,” Cassie commented. “As they went bareback, we didn’t want them to finish in our pussies, so we had them stand next to each other, one looking to the ceiling, the other at us and we finished them with hands and mouths.”
“Not going for ass, Cassie?” Gaëlle asked.
“No, not yet,” the latter answered, showing her blue band. “Keeping that for the afterparty. It’s never good to abuse of a good thing.”
“Didn’t know you indulged in philosophy,” Sachita chuckled.
Just then, there was a crowd movement as the organising members descended the stairs, nine couples all magnificently dressed in their different costumes. They all stopped at the foot of the stairs, the men on one side, the women on the other, extending their hands towards the top of the stairs. Then a Zombie figure emerged, moving down two steps before stopping and turning round to stretch his hand in the direction he came from. All eyes looked there. A feminine figure appeared, applauded by the people gathered beneath, so dazzling that the details of her clothing could hardly be discerned. She slowly came down the steps, past the male Zombie, one hand lifted, as a Queen saluting her people, and stopped on the midway landing. It was then that Sachita started to discern some details of her costume and she realised that either her garments were tight fitting latex or else the woman was naked under paint or makeup.
The Queen of the Night resumed descending the remaining steps followed two steps behind by the Zombie, and as she reached the foot of the stairs, the other members gathered in a semi-circle behind her and the whole group moved forward in the middle of the assembled guests, greeting and saluting.
“Now the real fun starts,” rejoiced Sachita.
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The parents’ party,
Miranda, 10.45 p.m.
The Queen of the Night was receiving the homage due to her rank. She had been positioned on a special throne seat, that had her reclining with her neck resting against a cushioned support while her pelvis was lifted up and her legs open and resting on higher supports like a gynaeco-examining chair. Her hands were also on two arm-rests that opened to a slight angle from the chair’s main body. In this position, all her holes were available at the same time as were also her hands. It was the third year in a row that the club members had voted her Queen. Despite the sacrosanct rule that suffered no derogation, that said everything should be done with consent and without constraint, she considered it her duty as Queen to provide to the needs of her subjects. In this position, she would be able to satisfy five of them at the same time.