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CLUB SPUNK

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CLUB SPUNK by AnonFiction Angie had always been an ardent cock-stroker, but tonight, Greg sensed something different in her technique. Her hands felt abnormally cold, but Greg felt that this only added to the feelings of intense pleasure she was causing. Angie ran her delicate fingers along the length of his shaft with urgency, as if her very survival depended upon how much of his seed she could harvest. Greg moaned her name senselessly as her small fist slid from root to tip with unparalled speed. Tiny bullets of pre-come flew off in every direction from the tip of his pulsating prick. Greg could not tell if this fantastic hand job was making him delirious or if he had just completely lost his mind. He shuddered as he watched Angies head moved with preternatural quickness to catch every flying drop of his pre-ejaculate. Greg was a little scared now. He wanted to tell his girlfriend to let go of his penis, but she drove the thought out of his head as she began to tenderly massage his aching his balls with her left hand. Gregs testicles ached, indeed. It had been nearly two hours since Angie had pushed him up against the back wall of the dance club, unzipped his fly and buried her pretty little head in his groin. He protested, at first, not wanting her to expose his privates in such a public place. Gregs inhibitions quickly melted away as he looked out at the rest of the people dancing at the club. All of the women in the club were vigorously grabbing the packages of the men around him; some lucky guys were serviced by not one, not two, but three lusty vixens at a time. Gregs eyes widened as one of the female patrons literally tore the crotch out of her dance partners pants and stroke his penis to full erection. The display of public lust that surrounded him shocked Greg; it excited him. His prick grew to new proportions in Angies warm, wet mouth. After what seemed like an eternity, Angies head ceased bobbing. She released Gregs rock-hard member from her mouth with a wet popping sound as the mushroom head slid out from between the tight hold her lips had on it. Angie did not miss a beat, however. She grasped his dick with both hands and pumped like a madwoman. Greg thought that he had actually heard her growl. Greg noticed something strange about his lovers saliva. It was abnormally thick; the transparent glop added almost an inch of thickness to his throbbing erection. It was a perfect lube, too. Angies tight fists slipped up and down his pole with ease. Even with the blaring dance music ringing in his ears, Greg could still hear the moist sounds her hands made as she beat his meat. The sound effects turned him on even more. All around him, men were coming. Greg gasped as he witnessed the mass ejaculations. Come spouted out as though their peckers were fountains. The women everything at their disposal to bring the lucky fucks off. They used their mouths, their hands, their toes and their breasts. Many of the women used their drinking glasses to catch the sticky white fluid. They drank and licked it up every glob of spunk. Greg could not believe his eyes. What kind of dance club was this? He ceased caring as Angie brought him closer to his own orgasm. Angie let go of his penis for a moment or two to undo the straps of her dress. Gregs prick stood out from his body at a perfect ninety-degree angle, with the swollen purple head resting on Angies outstretched tongue. Strangely, even as Angie used her hands to pull down the top of dress, exposing her perfect breasts, Greg could still feel her fingers wrapped around his cock. Greg cried out as the invisible hands brought him to the point of no return. Semen fired out of penis in long ropes, plastering the porcelain white face of his girlfriend. Angie moaned loudly as volley after volley of sperm splattered across her cheeks, forehead and chin. The sheer volume of his own ejaculation shocked Greg. He had never come so much in his entire life. Angie continued to stroke and pull his penis for the entire duration of her boyfriends three-minute long orgasm. Greg collapsed onto the sticky floor of the dance club. He was thoroughly spent. As he looked over at his girlfriend, he hoped that exhaustion was causing his to hallucinate. Angie was sitting on the floor with him, a few feet away. Her skirt was hiked up around thighs and he could see that her panties were soaking wet. She wiped the semen off of her face onto her hands. She feverishly licked his come off of her hands like a cat cleaning itself. That did not disturb Greg, however; Angie had always been a glutton for spunk. It was her eyes that bothered him. Her eyes were glowing. Her fucking eyes were glowing bright fucking red. Then Greg noticed the fangs. His prick still flopping around outside of his pants, Greg got up to leave. Angie stopped his escape. She quickly leapt to her feet and grabbed the frightened man by the throat and slammed him hard up against the wall. Angie, p-please, dont h-hurt me, Greg whispered like a child frightened of the dark. Baby, you know that I would never hurt you, she said, her voice shaking. Im so sorry, Greg. Im sorry. They got to me two nights ago. They turned me into this. They turned me into a succubus. I have no choice. I NEED your come. WE need your come. As much as you can give. Tears streaming down her face, she leaned in closer to her boyfriend, still grasping him by the throat. She gently kissed his chest. You will never feel any pain, never again, only pleasure, my love. But you can never leave here again. Youre our prisoner. Despite his intense fear, he felt a pleasurable stirring in his groin. His penis had swelled to full erection and the tip was now pressing hard against Angies taut bely, spreading sticky pre-ejaculate all over it. Two other succubi had strolled over and grabbed him by the shoulders and effortlessly lifted him higher up into the air. His prick was now bobbing in Angies face. Angie reached out and grabbed his member gently. Im sorry, babe. I NEED it, she said as she began to jerk him off. Greg cocked his head back and moaned in ecstasy. He ceased to care. He ceased to care about his job, his car payments, and his family. He ceased caring about whether or not he would see the outside world again. He only cared about feeling Angies soft fingers wrapped around his throbbing penis and coming for her for whatever remained of his life.