6.

They were still in their room at the Brothel. Blue 18 had gotten her some water and both men had cleaned themselves up, but they weren't ready to leave yet so they had gotten into bed. Black 9 was in the middle and both men were admiring her body once again.

"Does anyone know you're into this stuff?" Black 3 asked her.

She shook her head.

"Nobody from my real life knows, and I want to keep it that way."

"Same here," Blue 18 said. "They wouldn't understand."

"Exactly."

She looked at the tall man, who seemed smaller now that he was lying next to her on his side and was just looking at her.

"So do you think you'll be coming back here?" she asked him.

"Will you be back?" he asked her in return.

They stared at each other for a few long moments until Black 3 broke the spell between them and told them,

"You both gotta come back. You two were made for this place."

They all agreed to that and finally got up to leave the room, and make room for new customers.

"How did the new girl do?" the Madam inquired when they emerged from behind the white lace, as if she hadn't been able to see and hear everything.

"She's a keeper, Ma'am," Black 3 said with a wink.

The Madam slapped him on the ass and they were all still laughing when they left the playroom. They went to get a drink and Black 9 decided she was ready for a real, strong drink. The threesome toasted to a long, hot night and then downed their scotch together. The liquor burned her throat but she liked the feeling. She wasn't planning on getting drunk, which would be against the rules of the mansion anyway, but she didn't refuse a second drink and was pleasantly buzzed when all three of them split up to find their next adventure. She wanted one last fuck before she'd call it a night.

All the naked bodies around her looked amazing - not because they met some kind of societal standard, but because they were real. The members came in all shapes and sizes and every body was made to give and experience pleasure.

She wasn't sure yet which room she would visit next, so she decided to stroll around a bit, just watching other people. It wasn't against the rules to just watch. The only room she was banned from was the Men's Room, just like the Ladies Room was banned for men, but all the other rooms were open to everyone. She walked upstairs, remembering that the Guides had mentioned a Gallery on her first night. They hadn't walked the length of it but she wanted to now.

The Gallery was a transparent corridor along the perimeter of the entire second floor of the house. The floor was transparent as well and since the outer part of the ceilings of the downstairs rooms were made of mirror glass, the corridor provided a view into all of the rooms. The people inside the rooms knew they were being watched of course, but they could not see the people in the corridor.

Black 9 strolled along and found a spot to look into the Joiners Room. In that room, people could join in with other people's activities at any moment. Only people who were fine with that would go into the room, so there was no risk of being denied or of making someone else uncomfortable. She was interested in that room for obvious reasons, but she was also a bit apprehensive about it. While the club was big on affirmative consent and members were allowed to say no to someone, how did that work in the Joiners Room? Wasn't it implied that, since anyone could join in at any moment, there was no room there to refuse anyone?

A black couple caught her eye who had just started feeling each other up in one of the huge beds in the room, and she leaned against the railing to watch them for a while, waiting to see if more people would join them. The woman had amazing curves that the man was clearly enjoying. He was paying a lot of attention to her big breasts and was sporting an impressive erection. The man was rather skinny himself but he had a huge cock and a set of balls to match.

Another woman approached the couple then, and crawled onto the bed on her hands and knees. The couple made room for her between them and when the woman lay down on her back, Black 9 recognized her as Red 7, the redhead she and Maroon 1 had been with on her first night. She watched as both women began to kiss each other passionately, while the man now had four breasts to enjoy - which he did.

Then a second man joined the group and gradually, the foursome went from kissing and fondling to performing actual sex acts. The second man began fucking the first woman from behind while Red 7 begged the first guy to do the same to her while the women kissed and touched each other.

Black 9 couldn't help touching herself while she watched, coating her fingers with her own juices within minutes. The foursome changed positions a few times, switching from vaginal to oral and back and Black 9 felt her own arousal growing by the second.

And then a warm body pressed up against her from behind and a low voice whispered in her ear,

"Why don't I help you with that?"

She wanted to look behind her to see who the man was who had approached her but when he cupped her breasts from behind and she felt his cock slide between her ass cheeks, she decided that she didn't need to see who it was. He was masked anyway.

"Is that allowed here in the Gallery?" she asked, glancing to their left and right.

"Absolutely," the man rumbled.

He grabbed her hips then and pulled her back a little.

"Hold on to the rail," he instructed and she complied willingly, moving her lower half further back until she was bent over in front of the man.

She still had a great view of the fucking couples below her and all her senses went into overdrive when her new mate began to push into her from behind. She had already been horny and soaking wet and he knew it, so there was no need for any further foreplay.

"Fuck, you feel good!" the man hissed as he pushed in further.

She held on tightly to the railing and pushed into the man a bit to spur him on.

"You feel great too," she responded, hoping it would make him get on with it.

She could hardly believe she was ready to be fucked again already. But watching the people in the Joiners Room had made her horny all over again. She heard moaning coming from her left and she knew that there were more people just around the corner in the Gallery that were having sex.

The man behind her pulled back and then slammed into her again and she grunted her approval.

"Good?" he asked.

"Yeah. Keep going," she urged.

"Yes ma'am," the man growled and then he began to set a pace.

Meanwhile, the redhead below her had come, and she was now sucking the big cock of her partner. Black 9's mouth hung open and she imagined being down there with them, sucking a dick while another man was fucking her from behind. The couple to her left was orgasming and she felt her body begin to tingle all over. Her breasts were bouncing as the man fucked her harder and she dropped her head to focus on meeting his thrusts. She saw his bare feet behind her own and bit her lip. This was surreal. She was letting someone fuck her that she hadn't even looked at beforehand. But it was so, so hot.

He hit a particularly sensitive spot and she gasped.

"Ah fuck," the man grunted. "You feel so good! I'm not gonna last!"

"Just let it go," she grunted back. "I'm getting close."

She tilted her hips so he'd hit that one spot again, and heat coursed through her lower half when it worked. He was hitting her g spot, over and over and over again.

"Gah!" she screamed. "Oh yes! Yes! Yeeees!"

She squeezed her eyes shut when her orgasm overtook her, her body shaking with pleasure. The man had an iron grip on her hips now, pulling her into him as he approached his own climax gradually. She panted, gasping for breath as he finally came as well, and she braced herself against the railing so he wouldn't crush her with his final thrusts.

As soon as he was done, he pulled out and they both sank to the ground, unable to stand anymore. She finally looked at the man who had fucked her. He was wearing a green mask and he had a gorgeous smile.

"Hi," he said, still catching his breath. "Nice to meet you."

She grinned.

"The pleasure was all mine," she said with a smirk.

The man shook his head.

"No, it wasn't."

They laughed together and once again she thought, she was definitely coming back here again.