Parisian Night Life (Patreon)

I seem to have a love/hate relationship with doing orgy and group sex stuff. Some days I can't think of a single way to describe it without feeling like I cheated and others I can't stop writing even when I tried. This time around I think I found a nice middle ground between the two. I had an idea similar to the one below back when I first played Bioshock Infinite but I could never quite find the motivation to write it. Guess it took Patreon to finally get that fire lit!

Night had fallen over Columbia, bringing with it an unusual amount of restlessness and boredom for Elizabeth. Nothing she did satisfied her wanderlust and nowhere in the floating city sounded appealing to her. She knew it was a bad idea, that the dangers far outstripped the rewards. But in the heat of the moment none of that sense mattered to her. As long as she just watched there wasn't any real harm in it after all. With a thought she opened a tear in reality and immediately gasped, covering her mouth with both hands.

“Oh my God . . .”

Dozens of people were sprawled across an enormous, elegant mansion. Every single one of them was wearing an ornate mask that covered the top part of their face but left their nose, lips, and chins revealed. Men and women alike made up the crowd in almost equal numbers and not a single one of them was wearing anything but their fancy masks. Every last person was wrapped in passionate embrace with another and many were involved with more than that. Women were bent over tables, couches, ottomans, while men were behind, underneath or on top of them groaning and thrusting. The sounds of colliding flesh and passionate moans filled the air, spilling out from the portal into Elizabeth's quiet little spot in a cacophony of noise. But somehow the smell was what really made her head spin. The unmistakable odor of sex, sweat, and perfume that so efficiently clouded her mind and filled her body it was a wonder she remained on her feet. Already a warmth was spreading between her legs and every slightest breath made it ache even harder. 

She was so overcome by the sudden assault on her senses she didn't even realize she was moving closer until she was almost through the opening. Elizabeth regained control of herself before she could fall in but a red headed woman pressed between two men suddenly noticed her. She smiled, giggled and reached out without any hesitation. Her fingers closed around the front of the innocent young girl's dress and cheerfully pulled her into the orgy before she could make a single peep. In a flash more than five pairs of hands were upon her body and she hadn't even adjusted to the sudden shift from library to palatial manor. Elizabeth gasped and tried to fight off the amorous men and women but her protests were of little use. Her dress was torn from her body along with her panties, bra, socks, and anything else that might get in the way of their fun. In just a few moments every inch of pale young body was left exposed in the soft amber light. She tried to cover her small, perky tits and the embarrassingly unshaven thicket of curly black pubic hair atop her virginal pussy but her admirers had no time for such modesty. They pullsed her arms aside and even gave her small but firm buttocks a quick spank of approval.

Elizabeth let out a noise somewhere between a moan and a whimper as the sudden shockwave sent ripples of pleasure throughout her body. All but one pair of hands suddenly left her frame, the undeniably feminine fingers moving up to her shoulders. With a surprising strength she was pushed onto the ground while a man stepped forward. As her knees hit the soft carpet a cock abruptly filled her vision. It throbbed madly before her eyes and was already coated in glistening juices. She couldn't help but look at it in awe and let out the smallest of whimpers. Elizabeth had never been so close to a real human dick in her entire life and suddenly finding herself mere centimeters from one was too much for her to handle. She was swiftly given a chance to get even close when her paramour grabbed the sides of her head and pulled her forward. Her first reaction was to close her mouth and deny the stranger entrance but by the time she was able to enact that plac his prick was pushing into the back of her throat. She gagged and struggled against the oddly sweet tasting dick to no avail. He pushed every last inch into her throat until his balls were gently pulsing against her chin.

Like all the men in the romance novels she read he started moving with a slow, gentle pace. Either out of concern for her or because of his own needs it was impossible to tell. Regardless his dick slid from her mouth with just enough temperance to let Elizabeth keep her wits. It was because of this she managed to notice the naked woman saunter up and slide behind her with a delighted grin. Her hands moved to either side of the young girls hips and guided her back to her feet. Seemingly spurred on by what was happening the man thrusted back into her throat a little harder. He pulled back almost immediately with a clear tempo in mind. As Elizabeth was lifted up the woman knelt down until her face was exactly level with her shamefully aroused pussy. Quicker than the innocent young lady could follow the French woman buried her face between those glistening folds.

Elizabeth screamed as loudly as she could around the man's cock, her eyes trying and failing to look back at the source of her sudden pleasure. If getting her throat stuffed full of dick had been strangely enjoyable having her pussy licked while it was happening was just about perfect. Her entire body involuntarily tightened, making both her partners gasp and move with a little more gusto. If Elizabeth had known her lady friend was just getting her wet for another man she might not have enjoyed the wild tonguing she was receiving. But that information didn't come until a few minutes after she was so engrossed in the surreality of her situation that she barely registered anything around her. The tongue that had been so efficiently playing with her sensitive little cunt vanished and before the last ripple of pleasure could evaporate a throbbing prick took it's place. The swollen head pushed against her entrance with just enough insistence to make her tense yet still soft enough to keep her body from rejecting it completely. He guided his dick into her one little bit at a time, the walls of her thoroughly pleasured hole gently spreading wide to accept him, until all at once Elizabeth was no longer a virgin.

There was almost no pain and once he started moving the little she had experienced was gone in a flash. Both men seemed to know exactly what they were doing as they thrusted into her with the most complimentary rhythm she could imagine. One was always balls deep while the other pulled back and they traded off like it was a well rehearsed act. The man who'd just taken her innocence grabbed Elizabeth's wrist and pulled her arms back while the one who'd entered her first retained his grip on her hair. They subtly increased the speed with every trade off and their shafts twitched noticeably harder whenever they pulled back. Surprisingly they didn't last very long at all, neither one managing to build up much momentum before letting out a groan and burying their shafts inside her at just about the same time. Suddenly she was experiencing the first cumshots of her life in two completely different holes. The spunk flooding her throat completely bypassed her tastebuds and simply drained into her belly where it sat, filling her up better and more completely than any meal. Conversely the jizz pumped into her slit managed to bathe every solitary centimeter of her inner walls as it was released from his sack. And despite it happening in two separate places it felt as though their swirling spunk was meeting directly in the middle of her body, swirling around within her like a storm about to break. 

When the two of them had their fill, and she was overflowing because of it, both men pulled out and wandered off without so much as word. Each one found a new partner or partners to enjoy as other did the same with her. It quickly became clear that Elizabeth's sudden, unorthodox appearance, and likely her lack of a mask, made her not only an oddity but a focus among the other participants. The moment any part of her was free for even a second a new person quickly filled the void. A cock was always buried in at least one of her holes, someone was always using her hands, and her face was ever being shoved into somebody's loins. Dicks of every conceivable shape and size passed between both sets of lips and her fingers like she was little more than a toy. The taste of cum and pussy was never out of her mouth and her vision was eternally filled with writhing flesh. She tried to keep a running tally of just how many people used her but it didn't take long for the unending haze to cloud all but her most basic thoughts and urges. Before long she was guided only by the amount of cum, male and female, that should could acquire. And luckily for Elizabeth there was more than enough to go around.

At some point she was flipped onto her back for easier access and though they kindly put a pillow beneath her head she barely even noticed the added comfort. She merely opened her mouth and smiled up at the shaft being furiously pumped above her face. A curvaceous young woman had immediately moved between Elizabeth's legs, their cunts pressed together as she grinded and gyrated  like mad. She worked their clits with one hand while the other kept the Columbian girl's leg propped up against her chest. The man above her let out a groan and suddenly knelt down to shove his prick between Elizabeth's petite breasts. Two hands pushed them together so they formed a nice, squishy seal around his throbbing member. He resumed thrusting without missing a beat and she was left to stare up at his surprisingly hairless asshole. Recalling what she'd seen other women do Elizabeth closed her eyes and stuck out her tongue. It brushed against his hole and when the taste wasn't as bad as she thought she licked him again. A little smile spread across her face as she started matching his motions and getting more and more into it by the second. 

The response to her ministrations was almost comical in it's immediacy: cum exploded out of his balls like burst water pipe. It sprayed across Elizabeth's stomach to splash all across her untrimmed pubic hair and woman currently interlocked with her. The stranger gasped and started grinding even harder, her movements ensuring thick rivulets of spunk joined the sticky mess already forming between their pussies. Her kinky paramour drained what felt like gallons of semen onto her body before finally reaching the end and all the while he made sure to ride Elizabeth's tongue. Even when he was finished he continued to enjoy her inexperienced rimjob for another few seconds. He only pulled away when his dick started to go soft between her tits and the woman she was tribbing with reached a climax of her own. It was almost as fast as her male cohort's and just as messy, spunk and pussy juice exploded out from between them in a strangely graceful shower. The torrid mixture coated their already dripping bodies in another gooey layer. And just like the man the woman vanished mere moments after finishing, only to replaced my another group of lusty males.

After that notable burst of oddness Elizabeth quickly sank back into the miasma of lust that enveloped the entire room. Her holes were stuffed and her fingers filled with cock in short order. She quickly lost track of how long each man used her still tight little body but none of them seemed to last more than a few minutes before blowing their wad. But rather than dump it inside her like she secretly wanted the trio, and all the others afterwards, emptied their balls on her beautiful young body. Loads arced across, her face, tits, and pussy in a nearly constant stream and the new guys who always seemed to appear for another round didn't bat an eye. In fact the only ones who cared at all were the woman who jealously bent over her and licked the jizz from her skin like it was their only meal. Nearly as fast as the men could produce it the woman would suck it down with increasingly vulgar noises. Mouths closed around her pert nipples and sucked them clean, pressed against her trembling lips to give her a taste, or were buried inside her silky folds to get a fresh helping almost from the source. Elizabeth trembled a little harder and moaned a little louder with every new person that focused solely on her until she was almost hoarse from pleasured screams.

She didn't even realize they were starting to taper off until, for the first time since she arrived, nobody was feasting or fucking between her legs. She lay against the sodden carpet with a foolish grin plastered across her sticky face, feeling oddly content and even a little proud of herself.Elizabeth was roused from sex fueled stupor by the heaviest footsteps she'd ever heard. Each one sounded like someone driving a nail through solid wood and they were only getting louder as the cause drew near. With a monumental effort she lifted her weary head to look at the source of the noise, cum and pussy juice squishing loudly in protest at her every movement, and immediately regretted ever leaving Columbia. Standing above her was a man almost twice her size and brimming with muscles. He was completely naked and his cock was throbbing mightily between his legs. It reached well past his knees and at its thickest point was nearly as thick as her waist. His intentions were clear from the way he eyed her supple young body and slowly knelt down with a small on his admittedly handsome features. Elizabeth swallowed several times, letting out a ragged gasp as she stared from his swaying prick and the rest of his impossibly huge body. He was going to utterly destroy her!

“I-I-I think it's time for me to leave!” She stammered, her eyes following his pendulous cock, “S-sorry!”

A portal opened up behind her and she threw herself backwards into it without a thought. Suddenly she was staring up at a starry night sky with the feel of grass and dirt against her naked body. Voices talking in a language she didn't understand filled her ears and flickering, orange light threw shadows across her surroundings. Propping herself up on one elbow Elizabeth looked at the collection of huts around her with wonder and uncertainty. A dozen tall, ebony skinned men dressed in brightly colored clothes and holding spears slowly surrounded her. They were talking rapidly to one another in their own language and eyeing her supple form in the same manner as the man she'd just fled from. After a few seconds they dropped their weapons and reached beneath their clothes.

“Oh no . . .”