Second Chance Interview

[polecat 247]

I wasn’t expecting it… not even remotely. But I knew what it was. I had seen it exactly once before in my life. An envelope like one that would hold a greeting card or the like. It was constructed of fine linen, not what you would get in a drug store. The real clincher was the watermark - a faint rendering of a fountain and it covered the entire front of the envelope. I knew this well and it excited me.

I hastily pushed my other mail aside and tore into this. It read: “Good day. We hope life finds you well and happy. We are the hosts of the Masked Tournament you attended and we have a second proposition for you.”

“We are hosting another interview of sorts to fill a number of very interesting positions. Because of your enthusiasm at our Masked Tournament we invite you to participate in this ‘second chance’ interview in hopes of acquiring one of the available positions.”

“The venue this time is quite remote and so we will provide air as well as ground transportation. The interview will last one entire day and you are invited to remain for a second day as our guest to relax and enjoy the venue, which is quite extraordinary. There is neither costume nor mask for this interview. We will provide all the clothing required for each event and will have it tailored specifically for you. So pack light and dress comfortable for the trip. This, of course if you decide to accept. Reply by email to the address below.”  

Oh yes! Fuck fuck YES! I WILL accept. I WILL attend. I emailed. I put in for time off. I packed. I dreamt and fantasized and imagined and wondered… Finally I found myself being picked up by a limousine and whisked to an airport and onto a plane – all in a surreal trance.

Some hours later I exited another limo with 3 others. We stepped out to face an opulent stone building nestled in front of a beach dotted with palm trees and lush green mountains to the left and right. The beach was surrounded by a few large stone building and a number of small cottages. There was a dock with a few immodest size yachts but the one thing missing was people. It was devoid of the people one would expect to see at a glamorous resort-like spread such as this.

As we entered we each were taken singly by concierges who gave us room keys and instructions. I was told to relax and refresh then meet our hosts on the large pool / patio area behind the main entrance building. In my vast, beautifully appointed suite of a room, I plopped down on the bed and tried to relax but the excitement of the yet unknown events to come overwhelmed me. At the appointed time I made my way to the large patio, which was no less than a grandly appointed outdoor entertainment area to rival the finest indoor version I have seen.

Standing among a crowd of 40 or 50 others, we were greeted by our host couple and with them was another couple. The host man from the original Tournament spoke to us, “Good afternoon and welcome. We hope you find the accommodations to your liking.” “Actually”, he quipped, “If you don’t, please keep it to yourself as we and our friends here, own it.”

He went on as the crowd was frozen with anticipation of his words, “We own a few resorts in different corners of the globe, with different themes and features, and a few times a year we shut them to public use and host private parties. Believe me. Our resorts are by no means normally vacant. But today, we have evicted the guests to interview help for parties to entertain our personal guests.”

He continued “I will be brief. This contest will start tomorrow morning and will help us locate the most suitable helpers to give extreme pleasure to our private party guests. You in particular have been chosen for your interest and talented participation in, shall we say, wet games. It happens that we four are moved by this type of activity.”

“Tonight, enjoy a succulent dinner on us and make use of all that is available here. We think you will find it most pleasant. Tomorrow you will be given instructions on dress for each of the day’s events and where they will take place. There will be a number of participants selected for positions. It is not limited to one couple. Enjoy yourselves tonight and tomorrow, each other. And good luck.” With that the two couples left.

Dinner was excellent and the evening at the open bar, in the pool, dancing, drinking and enjoying our surroundings, was very nice. My fellow competitors were a handsome lot, comprised of all types from all different places. We partied then turned in to our own suites.

As morning broke, I awoke and saw a note that had been pushed under my door. It read “Good morning. Our interview will start with breakfast. Please put on the clothing laid out on the dresser and meet in the dining room at 8:00. Coffee and light pastries will be provided but your main course is one another, in any way you see fit. And please keep in mind that we hosts are drawn to wet games and these activities pay special dividends in our selection.”

I turned to the dresser and saw that someone had laid something on it as I was asleep. It was a terry cloth towel – as big as a face towel. The only other pieces of ‘clothing’ were a large safety pin and a pair of slippers. I pinned the towel around my waist as it was the only possibility I could think of.
   
I arrived to find many guests already there and some engaged in licking or sucking their breakfasts. Ladies and men were dressed the same – all in small towels tied around their waists and slippers. All the ladies sported exposed breasts of various sizes and shapes.

I spared no time in finding my first recipient. I chose a very pretty brunette with smallish but pert breasts, lovely deer-like legs and a cute rounded ass. I approached the table where she sat and asked if I could join her for breakfast. She said she would love the company.

I crawled under her table like a dog and nosed my way up her short towel straight to her mound. My tongue immediately found its way to her clit and I nibbled and kneaded it between my lips. I reached up and removed a cereal bowl from the table and placed it between her thighs. As I went back to licking the insides of her warm, soft pussy lips, she obliged me by peeing gently into the bowl, filling it halfway.

I dipped my tongue in her pee, tasting her wonderfulness then went back into her pussy, burrowing my eager tongue as deep inside as I could get it. She came in waves, nearly crushing my head with her shivering thighs and that made me come, from eating and tasting her to an orgasm.  

As she sat panting and I knelt on all fours panting like a dog, I felt a soft tongue on the tip of my cock. I looked down to find a petite blond lady had laid on her back underneath my dangling half-hard-on and was sucking and licking what was left of the come on the tip of my cock.

After letting her make me tingly and semi stiff again, I crawled out, pulled her up and sat on a chair. I pulled her on top of me so she straddled my thighs, facing me. I wedged her legs far apart with my own legs. This gave me a perfect angle to slide my index and middle fingers up between her thighs and straight into her slippery, hot pussy hole.

I fucked her slowly at first, then furiously with my fingers and she thanked me by exploding a long steady stream of come or pee all over my most happy hand. I did not know which she graced me with and I did not care. It felt hot and wonderfully sensuous and it made my once-spent cock stand at attention for want of more.

I stood and spun her around onto my chair then knelt and drove my hungry cock into her – again and again and again until we both melted in wild orgasm. The three of us at the table kissed each other volleying between each of the other two like crazy puppies in love. As I finally was able to stand, the blond removed her slipper, held it in one hand and with the other, guided my cock in the opening. I knew what she wanted and I peed generously in her slipper as she watched with great interest. She poured it out, lapped the fuzzy top then put it back on her foot. She smiled at me and I smiled back.

A voice on a loudspeaker asked us to return to our suites and change for the next event. I entered my room to see a note on the dresser and no clothing. The note said that the event would be in the garden and that no attire would be necessary. We were to find our favorite spot and mark it as any animal in a garden would mark it. If there was a conflict over any one spot we were to settle it with a sexual conquest.

As I strolled through the garden I spotted a lovely bronze-skinned woman hanging from arms and legs from a large branch of a tree. As I grew near, she jerked her head toward me then started peeing on the ground below. I froze and stroked my rapidly hardening dick as I watched her gracefully mark her spot in the garden.

When the last of the trickles ended, she relaxed her grip and dropped to the ground, landing in a sitting position. I took my cock in my hand and being just before the point of having an erection that could not pee, I aimed my weapon between her legs and started soaking the ground. I guided the stream on to her thigh and ended with it hitting her tummy and streaming down to her pussy.

Let the battles begin! The brown woman took my cock quickly in her mouth to prevent any further pee from claiming what she felt to be her territory and I pushed as hard as I could, sending a torrent of my fluid down her gullet. She did not seem phased by this assault and countered by pressing one finger firmly against my asshole, sending a shiver through me.

We wrestled on the ground, rolling this way and that. She eventually gained power over me and straddled my face with her pussy. I gave in and drove my tongue deep in her hole, lapping her to a frenzy as she stroked my cock to shoot straight up in the air. I’m not sure who won this round but I think we both got good marks.

I approached the pond to see a small, long-haired Asian girl with large round breasts. She was sitting on the third tier of a fountain and she was peeing her own fountain down on the lips of a slender man who was trying to keep any of her pee from reaching the garden below and scoring its mark. He was feverishly trying to catch all her pee in his cupped hands and pour it into his own mouth as to not lose this territory.

I witnessed an extremely pretty red haired lady squat to mark a spot in the flower garden and a young man threw himself under her with mouth wide open to receive rather than forfeit valuable property. His counter was to piss straight vertically in the air which forced the redhead, in a defensive move to dive onto his squirting cock. They took each other in their mouths and licked and sucked each other to Nirvana, each swaying and bucking at their perfectly timed orgasms.

I rounded the corner by a low wall only to be ambushed by a little elf of a thing, pointy a-cups and short bobbed black hair. The imp was sitting on the edge of the wall, aiming her calculated piss toward me. I defended by yanking her off the wall and furiously rubbing my somewhat erect cock against her still pissing pussy until I corked her up with it and made her stop.

Afterwards, as I rested on the wall, a youngish lass strolled by but blindsided me by hopping up on my lap facing away and peeing a small torrent down to tickle my cock. I ended her siege by ramming my cock in her and fucking her as we sat on that soaking wet wall.

The loudspeaker announced the end of the garden game and summoned us back to prepare for lunch. I arrived at my suite to find white trousers, a white polo shirt, boat shoes and a curiously modified pair of ‘handcuffs’. More precisely it was one handcuff with a large Velcro loop attached. A knock on the door came from a man who had come to assist me to get ready. He fastened my right hand in the cuff and secured the loop snugly to my right thigh. When I inquired the reason his hint was that “we would all need to help one another.”

Arriving on the yacht for lunch, I saw the ladies were dressed similarly, though they donned short pleated white skirts. We started with cocktails, served as we mingled in the large-for-a-boat lounge area. We learned to help each other by holding hors d’oeuvre plate so the other could eat. As nature took its predictable course, we had to help each other pee. We were not allowed to leave the room so the first lady who needed ‘a hand’ got a teacup, expertly held under her skirt as she filled it. Another unzipped my trousers and helped aim my cock into a water glass. I found this quite erotic and offered my services to as many as I could.

Seated for lunch we were challenged with pleasuring our neighbor as they pleasured us simultaneously. This part of lunch turned into a virtual smorgasbord of hands, toes, fingers, tongues, dicks and vaginas – in no particular order but all there left satisfied. I tongued a delightful lady to orgasm as another stroked by throbbing cock while yet another sucked the toes of the lady I tongued. I sucked breasts while entertaining a pussy bouncing on my busy cock. I helped drain pee from 5 different pussies – one on my lap and two on my very content tongue.

As all great things must come to an end, so did our lunch and once again we were directed back to our suites for a brief rest and to change for the next phase of this most delightful interview.

The next event was a pet show and our attire was a choker collar with a 6 foot leash. We met in the grand ballroom which had its long array of glass doors open to the adjacent patio. Our task was to choose a pet by making that pet want us to become their master. We were to tether them, show them the love of a pet owner, to pet them pleasurably and to tend to any of their needs. We were encouraged to be both master and pet – to as many as we chose in the allotted time.

I was almost instantly made a pet to a cute little blond lady with a face a pet would instinctively want to lick. She had other attributes well worth a tongue lashing as well. She befriended me by kneeling with her face at my crotch and lovingly cupping my balls in her hand as she kissed my lower belly. She took my dick skillfully and gently stroked it into hardness, showing no rushing or urgency. Her touch was so erotic it gave me feelings that I may ejaculate before my member was even fully erect.

I took the end of her leash and submissively hooked it to my collar. I got on hands and knees and kissed her lower belly, slowly licking my way lower and lower. When I reached her clit she gasped softly and parted her creamy legs to give me better access to her bare slit. As I lapped she dribbled some of her sweet pee on my tongue and I dug my claws into her thighs and pulled her pussy tightly against my thankful lips.

I made her come hard with the skills of my tongue then told her I needed to pee. She guided me with the leash onto the patio then cupped her hand tightly over the head of my cock and told me it was OK to pee. I peed and the pressure of her hand made my pee spray out to the sides and make a little mess. Neither of us minded as it was the sexiest feeling I had ever felt while peeing.

I next became master of a tall slender lady with a tattoo of a vine running from her ankle to the nape of her neck. It beautifully accentuated her tower-like figure and was highlighted with a pair of leaves delving down her pelvis to tickle either side of the hood of her clit.

I petted her all over and made her coo and purr. I gave her butterfly kisses on her soft cheek and she whispered in my ear that she needed to pee. I took her by the waist and turned her away from me then gently pushed her forward so she was leaning over. I slide my hand between the smooth cheeks of her ass (stopping with a finger just barely pushed inside) then parted her pussy lips with my middle and index fingers. She peed while pushing herself backward against me. I tickled her lips and played in her stream with my fingers. When she had finished I placed my two fingers in my mouth and sucked her pee off them.

One pet, a curly brown haired girl, laid down on her back with her legs up for me to rub her tummy. After obliging her wish, I laid between her legs and sucked her clit as she peed a 45 second stream into my mouth. I later knelt upright and let her suck my excited cock until I oozed cum deep down her throat.

I fucked one pet doggy style but not til after we mutually peed on each others sex in our doggy position. That was super hot and was one of my highlights. The round ended with the announcement, like the rounds before.

The afternoon event at the pool had us dress in sort of normal swimwear with one caveat. Mens’ suits and ladies’ bikini bottoms were crotchless. We were instructed to attend a pool party where our goal was to make certain that no guest remained dry. I approached a well endowed lady sitting on the concrete edge of the pool and hung my cock over her shoulder so I could pee down the front of her bikini top and into her quite present cleavage. She showed her approval by taking my cock as the stream subsided and rubbing it back and forth against the side of her neck, drying the drops from my peehole with the tip of her tongue.

As I lay on a beach chair a playful little thing scampered up on top of me, not stopping until she reached my neck, pinning my shoulder down with her knees. She leaned back and gleefully peed onto my neck and chin as I watched her gorgeous little pissing pussy. We rolled into the water and I rammed my cock deep in her and fucked her while enjoying the buoyant feeling the cool water gave. This was by far the most memorable pool party I had the pleasure of attending and I DO emphasize the word ‘pleasure.’

We returned to our suites to find semi-formal dress. That is… formal but semi complete. The men wore tuxedo jackets and bow ties over top of white linen dress shirts but no trousers or undershorts. We had shiny leather shoes and black silk socks. The ladies had beautiful gowns… that is at least from the neck all the way down to tufts of their mounds. Then nothing until the tops of their thigh high dark sheer stockings and dress shoes.
 
The cocktail party was our challenge to mingle, dance, eat and drink and do everything in our power to give each other orgasms. Dancing was so much better with our particular outfits. I danced a handful of times with my hardened cock sandwiched between the thighs of a beautiful lady as we glided around the room, causing friction between my cock and her pussy.

I satisfied some with my finger, some with my tongue. I bent one shapely lady over the bar and slipped my erect cock slowly in her ass while she clutched the bar so hard I was wondering if she made indentations. After both cumming she begged me to pee in her ass and being the gentleman and appreciative guest that I am, I gladly obliged.

I encouraged two different wonderful ladies to pee on my hand as I fingered them under their abbreviated ball gowns.

As I was making my way to the bar, a lady approached from behind and grabbed me authoritatively by the wrist. I reeled around to see it was my lady host. All five foot, seven inches of her stunning beauty. I just took in her beauty inch by inch… her silky raven colored hair, pale white porcelain face, perky breasts poking little points in her gown and a slim wait. I looked lower to see the cutest, flat tummy overlooking a glass smooth mound and pouty little pussy with the tip of a clit protruding. Her legs were absolutely perfect. I nearly drooled while taking in her loveliness.

She leaned against my cheek and whispered “I have been watching you. Might I impose upon you to allow me to pee in your mouth and let me lick my pee off your chin while you fuck me here on the dance floor?” I answered by dropping to my knees and kissing her tummy, thighs, pussy - in waves of passion.
 
She hooked one leg over my shoulder and pulling me tightly against her with my other shoulder, peed in abbreviated but strong little spurts. She thrust her hot pussy against my face with each squirt. I responded with licking more and more feverishly for each thrust and shot of her hot pee. Our little ‘dance’ lasted over two minutes and almost made me lose control twice as she shook and peed and swayed and pressed against me. When finished I arose and guided my missile in her hot slippery pussy. Deeper and deeper… we swayed to and fro, toward then away from each other while staring at each other wide eyed with mouths open.

Suddenly, a man approached her from the rear. It was not her husband but the other host! He commandingly grabbed her waist with both hands and pressed himself tightly against her bottom, driving his cock deep inside it. Her mouth went wide open and her eyes rolled. We synchronized our thrust to almost pick this goddess of a lady up off the floor each time we drove our cocks deep in her. We came, all crying out a loud gasp. As we froze in the subsiding spasms, the crowd had become frozen and all watched us. Or at least that’s when I noticed they were watching. They could have been there for minutes.

My lady’s husband the host appeared and took her in his arms, kissing her madly. The other host lady walked up to me and pulled my cock against her belly, rubbing my cum and my last partners pussy goo all over herself.

As this last event wound down the host announced that most who attended would be given offers of positions. I wondered if I was one. But then… my raven haired hostess came up and took a pair of red sheer panties from her purse. She thoroughly and deliberately wiped her pussy clean with them. Then she lowered the panties about 2 inches and peed 3 or 4 drops of her wonderful nectar into them. She stepped up, almost touching me and removed the handkerchief from my tux breast pocket, replacing it with her sweet panties. I believe I had passed this interview.

 

[spywareonya 37,961]

@polecat

Completed now

Holy fuck beside the Eyes wide shut situations which I ADORE but accepted I'll never find anymore, this story has the spirit of the kind of night I could sell my soul to achieve (too bad the devil doesn't exist, that's why there are employement interviews to get His job, and that's what I'm training for ahahahah)

 

Polecat AMAZING

Slightly longer than many Others, I would not be a proper friend to keep this to myself, my eyes crossed at some point (around the pissy short raven haired girl on the wall) but believe me, it's amazing

I would be delighted to be part of that… just in a position of dominance...

[polecat 247]

On 4/29/2019 at 9:58 AM, spywareonya said:I would be delighted to be part of that… just in a position of dominance...

 

Fantasies... that’s what it’s all about. And if I brought out any in you or any other readers, I am delighted.

[spywareonya 37,961]

42 minutes ago, polecat said:

Fantasies... that’s what it’s all about. And if I brought out any in you or any other readers, I am delighted.

 

"Lies… and you fill their souls… with all the oppressions of this world… and all the glory you receive… so what makes you supreme?

Lies… they make your crown to fall...

I OFFER FANTASIES...

and you, "Creator", are blinded, by envy…"

[Brutus 2,206]

Relentlessly hot story all the way through, not a word wasted! Loved it.