Lucky Springs 4: Training Party

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times. Ang smiled and turned to Dane. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to ruin your performance. I just didn’t like seeing you like a sex object. I didn’t want you to be humiliated.”
    “I wasn’t. No one groped me. They all have plenty of men to screw them after the party.”
    Dane kissed her. “Relax, and don’t go screaming and throwing things at Tucker.”
    Reality clicked in, and Angie backed away. “I’m sorry. I didn’t think.”
    Tucker whispered to Landon who disappeared into the back bedroom.
    “It’s okay. You were worried about Dane. We want you to be attached to us, but you don’t have to protect and care for everyone. We share the job, and I’m in charge.” Tucker pulled her wrap off and tossed it aside.
    Landon returned with a pot of body glitter and handed it to Angie.
    “What’s this for?” she asked.
    “You’re going to learn what it feels like. Strip for us.” Tucker sat back on the couch and nodded to Dane.

    The music pumped, and she froze. The men sat there on the couch encouraging her. She wasn’t naked, yet all their eyes focused on her made it feel sexy. Wiggling out of her tank top, she tossed it aside and turned to wag her ass at them as she unzipped the cream skirt and let it fall.
    The obnoxious and very male sounds they made actually turned her on. She fought it, but they were her men. It’d be different with other men watching. Right? Turning to face them, she grabbed the body glitter and coated the men’s hands in it. She danced a little and badly. Shaking her ass and her boobs was about as all she could do to impress them. When she leaned in chest-first to Dane, he cupped her breasts, leaving glittery handprints on them.
    Then Landon stroked up her thighs and rubbed her outer pussy lips. Finally, Tucker smacked her ass with both hands, leaving two big glitter prints as he pressed and pressed.
    Ang reached for the iPod on the end table and turned it off. “Please.”
    “Please what? Done so soon? Guess you don’t like it?” Tucker rubbed the excess glitter on her back.
    “No, I do. For you guys, I like it. I get it. Being the center of attention is sexy. The truth is I was the good daughter all my life. My mother fussed and insisted on that. I like the group, the mix. Guilt kicks in at times. I loved giving blowjobs in college, but the sorority girls said you don’t do that until you get a ring. I’m overcoming a lot of weird ideas. But thank you, Dane. I do get why you love showing off your body. Those women couldn’t take their eyes off you. Your form is amazing. I don’t know how I’ll do at a sex party. If people stare at me, I might freeze.”
    Ang sat on the coffee table.
    “You’re wet as hell. I could feel it, but I wasn’t smearing glitter in your pussy.” Landon smiled.
    “Let’s work off the desire before we tackle the issues.” Tucker walked into the bedroom and everyone followed. Angie tagged at the end. She wanted the sex, but she didn’t want to ruin the parties for them. It had felt so natural, but maybe, she wasn’t good for them. Maybe they were better off without her.
    Ang crawled onto the bed, glittered up and feeling kinky. When the wooden paddle landed on her ass, she yelped. It wasn’t too hard. It was just unexpected. She arched her back for more. “Please, I need it.”
    “You don’t want the party?” he asked.

    “I do. I don’t want to embarrass you.” She moaned as he landed another strong smack.
    “Then just focus on us.” Dane had stripped down to nothing and moved close. He kissed her, and her tears well up.
    “I’m sorry. I want to make all your fantasies come true. Someone might talk about the bachelorette stuff tonight. We kissed. And the sex parties. I’m worried.” She pressed her face to his chest.
    “Trust us.” Landon rubbed her glittered breasts.
    The friction felt so good she pressed for more. Tucker landed the paddle twice more, and her ass stung. Her hips trembled, and he dropped the paddle before

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