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Subject: {ASSM} At The Club  Chapter 3: Act 3
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Theis is fiction. No resemblance to anyone alive or dead is intended. 
Or to any zombie, for that matter.

By now the sexual tension in the room was palpable. The scent of sweat 
and sex saturated the atmosphere and I could almost hear the other men 
in the room breathing that little bit harder. I myself was, by now, 
feeling the effects of a rock-hard erection on my heart-rate and 
breathing. "Hope you're having a great night, gentlemen" came the voice 
across the tannoy. "It's not over yet. Next up, for 'In Through The 
Back Door' is someone new to our club. Please gasp in appreciation for 
the stunning Arezu". Onto the platform walked a young woman of 
Middle-Eastern origin and she was, indeed, stunning. Her breasts were 
high and pert, beautifully curved with dark brown aureoles. Her skin 
was that dusky bronze that is typical of her part of the world and her 
eyes were large and deep, deep brown. "Hi" she said. "I'm Arezu. I'm 
twenty-three. I'm engaged to be married but I want to experience things 
before my wedding day".

"Well' guys, you should have the routine by now so here we go: three 
two one and GO!" Without a moment's thought I pressed the button on my 
handset and after what seemed an eternity the result came through. "You 
can put your handsets down gentlemen. Closest to the random time was 
Number Seventeen. Congratulations Number Seventeen! Arezu's delectable 
arse is yours for the taking."

It's hard to describe my state of mind as I walked toward the dais and 
the beautiful young woman who was making her way down the steps from 
the platform. I could say I was in a daze, but that would miss how 
keenly aware I was of her body and its effect on mine. On the other 
hand it would describe exactly the way my mind excluded everything else 
- the other nineteen men in the room and the gaudy lighting - and let 
it all swim by me as I pulled off my shirt and my trousers. All I knew 
was that I was now standing in front of a gorgeous young lady who was 
now sitting on the dais, her face level with my crotch.

She took my rigid shaft in her cool hand. "I think you're already 
ready", she said, rolling her moist warm tongue over its head. I 
shivered with pleasure. "What about you?" I asked. In reply she handed 
me a bottle of lube and turned on all fours at the edge of the dais. 
Although I had seen two women fucked on the stage and had seen three 
men approach it with a degree of confidence, I felt very unsure as to 
how I should proceed. Marilyn had tried anal a couple of times, but she 
had never really enjoyed it. I tried to remember what we had done on 
those occasions. I gently parted her delectably round and smooth 
arse-cheeks to reveal the tiny wrinkled hole that lay between them. 
Moving my face close to her beautifully puckered knot-hole I put out my 
tongue and began to lick. A soft gasp escaped her lips and I slipped a 
finger between the folds of her pussy. She was already moist with 
excitement and my digit slipped easily inside her. She was definitely 
ready.

Taking my finger, slick with her lubricating juiced, I probed gently 
into Arezu's anus, easing it open. Then I poured some cold lube between 
her cheeks and thoroughly coated her exquisite rear entry. She gasped 
loudly. Yes..." she whispered. "Fuck my arse". I don't think anything 
had ever made my cock so hard. I  coated it liberally in lube, held its 
tip in place and pushed forward gently but firmly. Arezu whimpered a 
little, but the head slipped, with little resistance, inside her.

I paused for a moment to allow her sphincter to relax, then I began to 
fuck her with long rhythmic thrusts deep into her arse. It felt 
amazing. After a minute or so I became aware that Arezu was rocking in 
response and impaling herself on my shaft. She was clearly taking 
pleasure from what was happening. Soft moans of pleasure encouraged me 
to keep going and I picked up the pace a little.

After a few minutes I began to feel that she was not getting as much 
out of all this as I would have liked. I withdrew from her and, placing 
my hands on her lithe, soft waist, encouraged her onto her back. She 
looked at me, uncomprehending, for a moment then smiled as I raised her 
ankles high, lifting her arse off the dais, took my place between her 
spread thighs and pushed my cock inside her again, and started to grind 
into her rear, my groin grinding against her pussy. A flush of pleasure 
flashed across her dusky cheeks and her eyes widened. As my pace 
increased, and I drove deeper into her, she began to pant ever louder. 
At last her eyes grew almost luminous and a broad smile of brilliant 
white teeth spoke of waves of pleasure filling her body. She began to 
cry out and I felt her sphincter spasming around my shaft. I couldn't 
take that for long and I came like I had never cum before, pumping my 
seed into her waiting arse.

I slumped across the young woman's body, feeling its warmth and its 
sweat - our sweat. I felt the warmth of her breath and  I felt 
wonderful. After a few moments I withdrew. She gave me a swift parting 
kiss before we both nodded to the applauding onlookers. I got up and 
retrieved my clothes. I did not turn to watch as she walked back up the 
steps to the platform was gone. I dressed and took my seat. How could I 
judge Marilyn now? I had been so turned on while she had had sex with 
another man. Now I had had sex with a beautiful young woman. How did I 
feel about that?

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