Chapter 0 - Girls' Night Out

Girls’ Night Out

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"Okay girls," said Mimi to Sora and Hikari. "We're here!" The trio stood outside an unfamiliar nightclub, the sun disappearing in the distance as night crept up on them.

"...and where exactly are we?" asked Sora. "I don't recognize this club."

"Neither do I," said Hikari.

"I promise, it'll be good. In fact, I guarantee that the three of us will have the time of our lives tonight."

"why does that make me nervous," said Sora, under her breath.

"Oh, that reminds me!" Mimi said, pulling three small, opaque velvet bags, their contents unknown. She passed one to Hikari, one to Sora, and the third she kept for herself. "These are your care packages for the night. Don't open them yet, you'll know when you need them."

Confused, Sora and Hikari put the bags into their respective purses. That business taken care of, the three of them walked into the club.

As they walked in, they were hit with a wall of sound. Not overwhelming, but powerful. The sounds of music and conversation and glasses clinking poured out of the club onto the street, and the trio stepped inside. The door shut behind them, and they were absorbed by the sound.

The place was deceptively large - it seemed much smaller from the outside, but inside it was downright cavernous.

Most of the club was taken up by the dance floor, the bar, and the surrounding tables. Around the edges, however, were private rooms and leather couches and even pool tables.

The three women looked at each other and nodded. Mimi had promised them a fun night, and Mimi kept her promises. They each checked their clothing, making sure everything was in order.

Mimi, of course, wore the loudest outfit. She had on a tight white tank-top, orange low-rise skinny jeans, and a visible black thong.

The others had dressed for a night of clubbing as well, however. Sora wore a red dress with one shoulder, which was incredibly racy for her, and low heels. Hikari, in the middle ground, wore a white blouse, a skirt that was not so much "short" as "tiny," and knee-high socks with black mary janes.

"To the bar," said Mimi, who had to shout the words to cut through the noise.

The trio walked over to the bar, making their way through crowds of people, drawing the eyes of many men - and some women.

As luck would have it, there were three unoccupied stools next to each other at the bar. The bartender came up to them and asked what she could get them.

"Three martinis," said Mimi. "And you had better start a tab."

And so the drinking began.

Sora and Hikari had intended to only have a couple drinks before hitting the dance floor, but Mimi had other plans. She kept convincing them to have one more drink, promising to pay more than her share of the tab, and so Hikari and Sora kept drinking.

Before long they were rather drunk, and Mimi finally dragged them over to the dance floor, where the three began to dance with varying levels of expertise.

Sora and Hikari had planned to stay close to each other and Mimi, but the press of the crowd and the slight drunken disorientation worked to separate them. After perhaps ten minutes of dancing, Hikari and Sora managed to find each other again.

"Have you seen Mimi?" asked Sora, worried about where her friend had gotten to.

"No, I haven't," said Hikari. The two had to shout over the noise on the dance floor.

"I'm going to check the restroom," said Sora.

"Okay," replied Hikari. "I'll stick to the edges of the crowd."

Sora went to check the restroom, but she would not find Mimi there. Mimi had actually ditched the dance floor, seeking out her real source of entertainment for the night.

Mimi quickly found a perfect spot, a small corner alcove with leather sofas and - more importantly - a bunch of attractive-enough men.

Once she had claimed a spot on the couch and adjusted her shirt to show a little more cleavage, it was a matter of moments between the seats beside her were filled by hopeful-looking young men. It wasn't much longer before a small crowd had formed around the corner, blocking it off from the majority of the club.

Everything was going according to plan.

The man on her left was the first to try to chat her up, but she stopped him by putting her forefinger over his lips. The man shut up halfway through his clumsy pick-up line, stunned, and the men around her began to murmur at each other.

"Okay boys, here's the deal."

This brought the remaining chatter round her to a complete stop, ears pricking up to see what the pretty lady with the low-cut jeans and large tits had to say.

Mimi pulled the velvet bag out, saying "This bag contains a shitton of condoms, Plan B, and a bottle of lube. Use the condoms, and use the lube if you want my ass, and you can do whatever you want to me that won't leave a mark."

"You mean..." said the guy on her right, sounding hopeful.

"That's right. I want you boys to fuck me, and I want you to fuck me as hard as you can, any way you like. That sound good to you?"

The answer was a unanimous "yes," and they wasted no time getting started. Mimi was beginning to wriggle out of her jeans when one man pulled them down, exposing her legs and her barely-covered crotch, which was waxed or shaved bare.

Giggling at their enthusiasm, Mimi kicked off her shoes and allowed her jeans to be pulled the rest of the way off, wriggling out of her shirt as it happened.

Her bra covered about as much as her thong, and after a moment it covered nothing as the men on either side of her popped her tits free of the tiny bra, letting them jiggle in the open air. The two on her sides began groping her breasts, and Mimi moaned.

"Yeah, that's it," she said, pulling off her thong. "Now, everybody take a condom and let's get this party started."

The men surrounding her didn't need to be told twice, and before she knew it there was an army of hard cocks around her. She licked her lips in anticipation, awash in self-satisfaction and anticipation of a fun night.

She set the bag on a nearby table and the first man, a fairly-attractive dude in his mid-twenties, pulled out a condom and approached Mimi, putting on the rubber with practiced ease.

The two young men on either side of her, meanwhile, were continuing to grope and play with her ample tits. Acting on instinct, the two simultaneously lowered their heads to her breasts and began to kiss and lick her hardened nipples. Mimi let out an appreciative moan, and spread her legs for the man in front of her.

The man, who wore a confident smile and a magnificent cock, stepped in and grabbed her by the hips. Mimi let out a giggle, enjoying how the man was taking charge from the start.

The giggle turned into a moan, however, as the man plunged his latex-sheathed cock inside her waiting, wet pussy.

The man filled her up nicely, and as he began to move his hips she could tell that he knew what he was doing. This was by no means Mimi's first rodeo, and she appreciated a guy who brought his A-game to the party. All told, it was a perfect start to what would hopefully be a perfect night.

Mimi gasped and moaned, partially on instinct and partially for show as the man fucked her harder and harder, savoring the tightness and pliability of Mimi's experienced pussy. She began to buck her hips in time with the man's thrusts, and he started to gasp and grunt.

"God," he groaned. "You're the best fuck I've had in a long time."

"Mmm, happy to be of service," said Mimi, biting her lower lip and wiggling her hips as he plowed her into the couch.

The man on her right, who had been playing with her tits, had evidently decided that he wanted some service too. He retreated, grabbing a condom, and undid his pants to put it on. He positioned his long, hard cock by Mimi's cheek, and without a second thought Mimi took it into her mouth, moaning around the cock while her hands found the pants of the man on her left.

She fished out his cock, rock-hard from the sight of what was happening, and began to jerk him off with the ease of someone who's done it many, many times before. She didn't go easy on the young man, and after a quick buildup she was pumping her hand up and down his shaft rapidly, faster than the man had ever experienced. He moaned and groaned, and Mimi basked in the sensation as she was fucked by one cock, sucked another, and jerked off yet one more.

And this was only the beginning.

The man she was jerking off was the first to cum, and in a fit of playfulness, when Mimi noticed he was about to climax, she pointed his cock upwards at the man's own chest. His cum landed on his grey button-down shirt in spurts, trails of white glowing in the club lights against his dark shirt.

The man didn't seem to mind being made to cum on himself as he slumped backwards, blissfully satisfied for the moment.

The man who was fucking her was the next to cum, and she felt his cock pulsing inside her, the reservoir tip filling up with hot semen. The man knew what he was doing, and the final few thrusts he gave Mimi pushed the woman over the edge into an orgasm of her own. She pulled her head free of the cock she had been sucking, moaning gratefully as the first orgasm of the night rumbled through her. She finished off the man she had been blowing with a handjob, hearing the man groan and watching the tip of his condom fill up with white fluid.

The three men retreated, satisfied for the moment, and Mimi chewed her lip in anticipation.

"Okay boys," she purred. "Who's next?"

The trio was replaced by several more men, and Mimi let out a groan of anticipation.

She found herself pulled off of the couch, while one of the condom-wearing men sat down and ushered her into his lap.

Mimi gleefully climbed onto the man's lap, wasting no time in enveloping his cock with her tight, hot pussy. She felt a sudden cold sensation against her asshole, and realized that somebody was lubing up her ass. Another latex-wrapped cock slipped into her ass, which she had relaxed in preparation for penetration.

The men started to fuck her in both holes without hesitation, and Mimi let out encouraging moans and cries. "Yeah, fuck my slutty ass and pussy!" she cried out. "I want each and every one of you to cum inside of me!"

The words were mainly to get the guys going, but as Mimi said them she found herself growing hornier and hornier, more sensitive with each thrust into her holes.

Her moans became completely honest as the minutes went on, and she arched her back and curled her toes as she felt another orgasm building inside her. Her hands reached back and to the sides and each hand found another cock and began stroking.

After a blissful session of double-penetration, the two men inside her came and, cocks twitching, let out the final thrusts that pushed Mimi over the edge once more.

This continued, and continued.

It seemed that her little performance was drawing more and more men in, because there seemed to be a neverending supply of cocks to stuff her.

In fact, her plan appeared to have worked too well, because eventually she was fishing around in the bag and realized that she had run out of condoms. The guys surrounding her began to look for rubbers in their wallets, but Mimi waved her hands and said "Fuck it, forget about the condoms. I want to feel your cum splashing all over and inside me, and I want it now.

The men, presented with the opportunity to fuck a beautiful woman bareback, did not hesitate for a moment. Before she knew it she was stuffed in all three holes with hot, hard dicks, her hands jerking off the ones that weren't lucky enough to be fucking her onto her body. Shot after shot of cum exploded inside her and outside, and she rode the wave of orgasm after orgasm as she was filled and stuffed in every way imaginable.

-

Sora did not find Mimi in the restroom, and she began to make a circuit around the club to look for her friend. She worried about Hikari too, who she had left alone on the dance floor, but finding Mimi was the priority.

Eventually she found Mimi in the alcove, getting fucked every way imaginable by a crowd of guys. Sora was shocked, and horrified, and ready to run in there or call the police when she realized that Mimi was moaning and egging them on. She appeared to want everything that was happening to her and more.

Sora, shaken beyond belief, ran away from the shocking sight. She didn't stop until she reached the pool tables on the other side of the club, crashing into one of the tables in use and scattering the balls everywhere.

"Hey!" said a man, one of the players. "What do you think you're doing? You just fucked up our game."

"Um, I'm so, so sorry," Sora said, blushing and looking around frantically. Her actions had caught the attention of a bunch of nearby men, and she felt their gaze upon her. "I'll make it up to you. Maybe I can buy you a drink?"

"I've had plenty," said the man, raising an eyebrow as he appraised the nervous, panicky redhead in front of him. "But there is something you can do to make it up to us..."

"Great!" said Sora, too surprised by everything that was happening to catch the subtext. "What do you need?"

"I think you know what I want, girlie," said the man, who picked her up and, despite her struggling, placed her on the pool table among the scattered collection of balls.

"Hey, what do you think you're doing?" shouted Sora.

"That should be obvious by now," replied the man, who had placed her so that her head hung over the end of the end of the table and was now fishing his long, still-floppy cock out of his pants.

Sora paled. "No! I can't-I've never-"

"Never what?" said the other player, who was standing on her other side. "Never gotten throatfucked before?"

"What? No, I-I've never even been kissed. You can't-"

"Oh wow," said the man who had his cock out, which was rapidly stiffening. "We've got ourselves a complete virgin here."

"I've been saving myself for Taichi..." Sora whimpered, then snarled "So back off!"

"What, is Taichi your boyfriend or something?"

Sora stammered. The drink had loosened her tongue far too much, as had her total shock at what was happening to Mimi across the room, and she said "Of a week."

It was true, too. She had been waiting for him to confess to her for years, and last week she had finally lost her patience and resolve, asking him out herself. And he had said yes!

"So you've got yourself a boyfriend," the man said, "but no experience?"

"No! Like I said, I've saved myself for-"

"You know, most guys don't like a girl who has no experience," said the man.

"W-what?" said Sora.

"It's true," said one of the other men. "If you want this guy to like you, you should know how to pleasure him."

"You said you've never been kissed?" asked the first man.

"Y-yeah," replied Sora, blushing.

"Well then," he said. "Let's start there." He then bent down and kissed her.

Sora struggled at first, but the drink and the confusion and the thoughts that maybe these guys were right, that Taichi would prefer it if she knew how to pleasure him, all came together and she relaxed into the kiss.

The man was good at it, as far as she could tell, and it felt weirdly good when he slipped his tongue inside her mouth. From there, it was only natural that his hand would wander up to her chest, giving her breasts a nice squeeze..."

"Wait!" said Sora, breaking off the kiss. She opened her purse, which was on the table beside her, and she pulled out the bag Mimi had given her. Maybe, she thought, the would be something of help in there.

She opened it, revealing the condoms, Plan B, and lube.

"Oh, Mimi," she said. "You knew this was going to happen..."

The man pulled the bag out of her hands, examining the contents. "I'll say she did," he said, pulling out the condoms and tossing them aside. "But we won't need those."

"W-wait," said Sora, but it was too late. The crowd that had formed around the table converged on her, and suddenly there were hands on every inch of her body. Hands groping her, hands stroking her, hands hiking up her dress and slipping the shoulder off...

And Sora gave in. "Taichi..." she said under her breath, staring up at the ceiling lights while she was grabbed by what felt like a thousand hands at once.

And then something hit her face, blocking the light and making a soft, fleshy thwap against her face. A strange odor hit her nose, and she realized that it was the man's erect penis. She tried to shy away from it, but everything from the neck down was immobilied by groping hands. They had pulled up her dress, exposing her panties, and pulled it down to reveal her bra. The undergarments were quick to go, and suddenly she felt hands on her bare breasts and virgin pussy, as well as on every other inch of her flesh.

"Okay," she said, gulping slightly. "This is happening."

"Damn right it is," said the man, who pushed Sora's head down and placed his cock on her lips. She took it into her mouth, surprising herself, and began to lick it with her tongue.

"That's good," he said, "but you need to suck it more."

Sora did what she was told, sucking on the dick as the man eased it further and further into Sora's mouth.

"And now, for messing up the game..." he said, and he took hold of her head and shoved the rest of his cock into her mouth and down her throat, the totally inexperienced woman gagging on the thick cock.

He began to throatfuck her, using her mouth like an onahole, and Sora took it as well as she could. She felt fingers entering her pussy, and she moaned around the cock, her eyes watering and her muscles spasming.

What's more... it felt good.

No, it didn't feel good, it felt amazing. Sora had hardly experienced sexual pleasure before, even at her own hands, and this was sensory overload but in a good way. Her mind became clouded, and suddenly she was no longer mad at Mimi for what she had done.

The man's thrusts became faster and faster, and soon she heard him grunt "I'm cumming," and then an explosion of sensation.

She felt the cock twitch and pulse in her throat, and then suddenly a shot of something hot and gooey and sticky rushed down her throat. This was followed by another, and another, and the semen coated the inside of her throat as it traveled deeper and deeper into her.

The man finally pulled out, and Sora gasped for air. She tried to speak, but it took a few attempts consisting of gasping, heaving breaths before she could get the words out.

Finally, she was able to speak again, and the words flowed out of her mouth, "Fuck me." She felt ashamed at the words, but also knew that she wanted it. Needed it. A fire had been kindling inside her for years, and the events of the night was like introducing the fire to gasoline.

It was a matter of moments before somebody obliged her, climbing on top of her on the pool table and slamming his cock into her aching, needy pussy. Sora let out a cry, both of delight at the sensation of being taken, and shame that it wasn't Taichi shattering her virginity but instead some nameless man fucking her on top of a pool table.

All regrets vanished as the man began to thrust however, and after having become so thoroughly worked up Sora reached a quick and toe-curlingly, mind-shatteringly strong orgasm on this stranger's cock.

The sensation of such a wonderfully tight, virgin pussy clamping down on his dick drew an orgasm out of the man, who pumped shot after shot of his seed directly into her womb.

"M-more," she said, and the crowd of men obliged her. The night became a blur as she was fucked every way imaginable, all her firsts being taken in one wild gangbang. Somebody found the bottle of lube, and suddenly her ass was stuffed with cock alongside her pussy and her mouth and her fists. She was showered and sprayed with cum all over and inside her, and even as she begged for more she thought about Taichi, and how she would use what she was learning to make him feel as good as she was feeling now.

-

Hikari, tired of dancing and wondering about Mimi and Sora, eventually found her friend in the thick of things and her heart quickened.

She saw what was happening over by the pool tables, and she knew that this was a golden opportunity, a dream come true.

She looked in her bag, suddenly suspicious, and dug out the bag Mimi had given her.

“Oh, Mimi,” she said. “You clever girl.”

She went back to the bar, stripping off her clothes and leaving them on the floor just as she had fantasized about so many nights. She had never had sex before, like Sora, but she had lost her virginity to a dildo long ago and she had found her sexual appetite to be insatiable, with things eventually progressing to her current nightly routine of masturbating to the point of exhaustion with a wide variety of toys.

The events on the other sides of the room had not failed to catch the attention of the men at the bar, and when they saw Hikari moving towards them with a smile, a determined look in her eye, and a trail of clothes behind her, they knew exactly what to do.

Hikari, seizing the opportunity, went straight for the gold. She hopped up onto the low bartop, wriggling out of her panties and spreading her legs, now wearing nothing but her knee high socks and black mary-janes.

"Come on boys," she said excitedly. "I want you to ruin me."

The men surrounding her didn't need to be told twice, and within moments there was a wonderful selection of erect cocks sticking out of pants. She selected the largest one she could see, telling the man to step forward. He did so, a look of anticipation in his eyes.

"Come on," she said once more. "Fuck me."

The man nodded, smiling, and climbed up onto the bar with her. He sat on his knees and grabbed Hikari's legs, turning her and pulling her dripping pussy towards his twitching cock. Hikari swept the drinks behind her aside and lay down, letting the man take it from there. He plunged inside her pussy in one go, sinking every inch of his cock into her needy hole.

"Oh yeah, that's it!" Hikari moaned loudly. "Fuck me as hard as you can!" The man began to do just that, thrusting in and out with all the force he could muster.

"Mmm, yeah, that's the stuff," Hikari gasped. Then she looked around, seeing the onlookers stroking their cocks, and said "Well, what are you waiting for?" I have a mouth, and you can do whatever the hell you want to me. All of you, preferably at once."

A cock appeared beside her mouth, and she began to suck it hard. This may have been her first time, but she was already more than hooked on the sensation, and what she lacked in skill she more than made up for in energy and enthusiasm.

Somebody else approached her and began to grope her breasts roughly, causing Hikari to moan even louder. Another man came up, this one still holding his drink, and he pulled out an ice cube and began to rub it on Hikari's rock-hard nipples. The sudden cold shocked her into her first orgasm of the night, and she pulled her mouth free of the cock she had been sucking, moaning and using her hand to finish him onto her face. Meanwhile the pulsing tightness of Hikari's pussy drew an orgasm out of the man who was fucking her and he came inside, shooting wave after wave of hot cum directly inside her.

The man who had pressed the ice cube on her skin offered her his drink, and she sucked it down as greedily as she had the cock she had been servicing. Booze spilled all over her face as she drank, mixing with cum, which she scooped up with her hands and began shoving into her mouth.

This was better than she could have possibly imagined. Toys were great, but they didn't have the real, pulsing life that she was experiencing. She was suddenly very grateful to Mimi for this chance, and as several of the men lifted her off the bar to get easier access to her holes she let out a contented sigh.

From there, the men began to use her like a living fuckdoll, taking her mouth and pussy in turns, Kari enjoying orgasm after orgasm as so many men used her all at once. She was being fucked constantly, and every inch of her body groped by the men who weren't currently fucking her.

Some came inside Hikari, most came outside, quickly covering the woman in sticky seed. Whenever her mouth was free she would scoop up what she could and stick it in her mouth, and aside from the cum she was also being showered with drinks. Her body was becoming a sticky, ruined mess, and she loved every damned moment of it. Somebody offered her a bottle of vodka and she took a long pull straight from the bottle as she rode yet another nameless man.

This was the happiest Hikari had felt in a long, long time, and she realized there was no coming back from this. She was addicted to getting fucked, and she owed Mimi bigtime for the chance. She also realized that this was what she wanted to do, nothing but this all the time, and she couldn't wait to start whoring herself out for real.

-

Eventually Mimi had exhausted the supply of men in her corner, and she wandered off, fully nude, covered in and dripping cum, to see what sorts of trouble her friends had gotten into. She saw the two crowds surrounding some sort of commotions at the bar and around the pool tables, and Mimi smiled. Everything was going according to plan. She dove into the mass of people, pulling the attention of man after man as she rushed through, collecting Hikari and Sora. The two fuck-drunk women were very confused but also thanking Mimi profusely as she dragged them to the now-clear dance floor, a trail of fresh and excited men following in their wake.

The night wasn't over yet, and Mimi had promised them the time of their lives, after all.
