Naked Day – part 18 Bacchanalia Act 2 by NCfan
Cindy takes over , After 15 minutes the music became more dramatic, the curtain parted. Nikki walked up to me.
“I just talked to Angel. Apparently Cindy told her she’s ‘not just laying there letting these old fucks dump cum in her anymore’. She’s taking over the show. Expect a performance.”
The platform was rolled about, but no longer was there a nervous sacrifice being presented for anyone’s pleasure. We were now getting the Goddess of Love come down from the heavens.
Standing at the center of the raised platform was Cindy in full rock star pose. Legs apart for balance, but also showing off the tone of her muscles, the firmness of her young body. Hands on hips,
naked as the day she was born. Exposed to all eyes, but confident. In control.
“Honored guests, God Bacchus, servers, mortals, the sacrifice is over. I have joined the Gods. And now I descend from the heavens to walk among the mortals. The Goddess of Love sanctifies this Bacchanalia.”
Peter hurried over to us. “What is she doing? This is all different.”
“Peter, dear. Just watch. I have the feeling your Bacchanalia is going from famous, to legendary. That girl is going to make your party something never to be forgotten.”
Cindy surveyed the crowd, seeming to make mental notes, then dramatically picked up a piece of silky cloth, similar in size to what we were wearing. She then leapt from the platform, landing in a crouch, as if she was looking for prey. Rising she walked the room using the wrap to spin around her following her moves, showing then hiding, then giving another glimpse of her refreshed body. There was just a peek of her sex, a breast, then no, she turns from you and the garment lays across her butt accentuating her movements. The guests were in awe. No one could guess what would happen next, this was all new. Cindy approached the 40 year old ad exec, circled him, appraised him. He had been first to take her in act one. Now she looked at him as if to see if he was worthy. Facing him Cindy pulled his body to hers, kissed him full on the mouth and with her left hand grasped his balls, felt their weight. It had the desired effect. Cindy slithered down his body, to her knees. Reaching his now hard cock, she took it between her lips and in one motion slipped the whole length into her mouth, into her throat. Purring, moaning, she massaged his cock head with her throat. Faster than he would have wanted he exploded. Standing Cindy kissed him again on the lips leaving just a drop of his cum, then she moved on.
“Nikki, this is incredible. This is performance. What will she do next?”
“Wait and see Peter. Look she’s approaching Helen and George Bernsten.” Turning to me Nikki explained that Helen, who was about 53, was one of the few women running an ad agency at the time. A very powerful woman in the business. Cindy approached the couple, they were both in good shape for later middle age, Cindy again circled them, then moved in close to George. She kissed him, but then rather than checking his equipment she reached with her right hand and cupped Helen’s mound. Massaging the older woman’s pussy, Cindy inserted a finger and smiled. Turning to her new target, she dropped to her knees and put her face between Helen’s legs and plunged her tongue into the shocked woman’s pussy, licking bottom to top. Cindy lifted one leg over her shoulder for better access and continued her licking and sucking. George, always the gentleman, actually got behind his wife to help hold her in place. Cindy found her clit and worked her tongue over it, kissing, licking, rubbing. Helen was now moaning in pleasure. Without stopping her attack, Cindy reached out her left hand and received an object from Angel.
“Is that what I think it is?”, a shocked Nikki asked. “It is, that’s my favorite vibrating dildo!”
With hardly a pause Cindy spread Helen’s vagina wide open and pushed the dildo deep into her. With the vibrations and Cindy’s clitoral attention, Helen melted into a wave of orgasm.
She collapsed into her husband’s arms, but already Cindy had moved on.
“Nikki, tell me she didn’t just leave Helen Bernsten with a dildo up her cunt.”
“You saw it Peter. Fucking epic.”
Cindy continued prowling the room looking carefully at each man, repeating the blowjob routine on three more. “I see what she’s doing Tim. She’s looking for guys holding tickets.
She’s sucking them dry so they don’t have anything left to fuck her. Brilliant. They get a memorable experience, and she lessens the load on her pussy.” I just shook my head. Here I was ‘happy’
that my wife was only blowing a bunch of guys. I had no count on how much semen was already inside her. And now apparently we were getting to the highlights.
“Mortals, I need a challenge. You men who serve the gods have brought me many strong hard penises. But the Goddess of Love requires something more. Is there no one to challenge the Goddess?” Several guests, called for “Peter, Peter”. He actually took a step forward. But Cindy cut him off.
“Now is not the time for the God Bacchus. I am looking for a mortal.”
Then from the back of the room, the lead guitarist stepped up and said “we call our bass player horse cock.” For the first time Cindy had a moment where she was unsure. I think she had already surveyed the room and had noted no oversize cocks. But her bluff had been called. “Bring him forward. Servers remove his pants.” They did and we were rewarded with a nice cock alright. The best de***********ion is a combination of her brother Johnny’s length and my girth. It wasn’t extremely wide like Peter’s but not skinny. One difference, even when hard, it curved downward. The bass player was brought to the middle of the floor, his impressive erection glistening from Angel and Phoebe, preparing him by licking up and down his length. Cindy knelt and took his cock in her hands. “A penis worthy of a Love Goddess.” Then she took the cock into her mouth. First testing the fit and the curve. Closing her eye and inhaling she paused dramatically then began feeding the cock inch by inch, steady, never stopping. Deeper, deeper. You could see where the cock was stretching her throat. Then like a sword swallower, with about an inch remaining, she put her arms straight out to the side and pushed her face right against his body. None of his cock was showing. The musician, howled to the moon and held Cindy’s head in place. She removed his hands and pulled back for a breath. Sucking hard on his engorged meat she coaxed several jets of cum into her throat. The small crowd erupted in applause. But Cindy was up, prowling, twirling, gliding through the audience. She found Greg standing back out of the way. Sensuously she approached, removed her silky covering held both ends and threw the middle over Greg’s head. With it now behind his neck she pulled him to her. Quietly, she said to him, “Come with me. I’ll make your first time your best time. Ever.”
“I’m not a virg…”
“I know you are. Earlier you were entertained by a mortal. Now you will fuck a Goddess. Follow my lead, I’ll take care of you.”