I examined my makeup and hair in the full-length mirror, then turned and checked that my black stockings were straight. I didn't need to lift my skirt for this, since I wasn't wearing one. In fact, apart from the stockings, I was naked. I slipped on my black patent leather heels, then walked through to the mansion's large kitchen, my heels clicking on the wooden floor.
I picked up the small white 'French Maid' style apron that was folded on the counter, and tied it around my slender waist, only just covering my shaved pussy. Next, I took two ice cubes from the freezer and rubbed them on my nipples until they stood to attention, then picked up a silver tray of champagne flutes and headed out into the spacious reception hall where the guests were waiting.
Most of the guests for this evening's gathering at the exclusive sex club were already there, casually mingling, chatting and drinking champagne. They were all in just their underwear. I recognized most of them, but there were a few new faces.
I'm Gabby, the Hostess, and my job was to put everyone at ease and help them enjoy their evening. My job, but also my pleasure.
I walked among them, my high, pert breasts and heart-shaped ass atop my perfect, long legs drawing admiring glances as I went. I needn't have bothered with the ice cubes - the looks I was getting made my nipples and clit tingle without any outside help. I noticed one man sliding lower in his armchair in the hope of getting a glimpse of my pussy under my apron - 'all in good time, my friend,' I thought to myself.
I greeted each member with a smile, making sure they had a drink, and handed each of them a small card I took from pockets in my apron.
Bronze and silver level members received cards which could be redeemed respectively for thirty seconds of manual or oral pleasure from me. Gold members received 'mystery' cards, with a small sticker covering the description of what they were entitled to. They were not to peel it until they were ready to redeem it with me. In reality, there was no mystery - I was careful to give each of them exactly what I knew they would want, and I had the cards discreetly marked so I knew who to give them to.
First time visitors who had purchased a trial membership also got a gold card, but, since I didn't know their preferences, under the sticker was simply printed 'member's choice.' There were three new trial members. A husband and wife, and a young man accompanying a woman in her mid twenties who was a regular bronze member. I felt for sure the two men's 'choice' would be to fuck me, but I was less sure about what the woman might like. She didn't look at all happy to be there, and I mentally challenged myself to make her want a full, gold membership before the night was done.
A large grandfather clock standing against the dark, wood paneled wall struck eight. Guests began to disperse in different directions, some up the grand staircase to the bedrooms, some to the large sitting rooms, the library or games rooms on the ground floor. A few took a short cut though the kitchen out to the back of the building where they knew the hot tub to be.
Soon, I was alone in the large entrance hall. I gathered up empty glasses onto my tray and headed back to the kitchen. Mentally, I once again checked off everything I had already seen to earlier in the evening - the locker rooms, showers, bedrooms and hot tub all had plenty of towels, the lube dispensers in each room were filled, there were tubs of sex toys conveniently located around the mansion, and the dozen or so drinks cabinets were all stocked. 'Ready for a successful night,' I thought, smiling to myself in the mirror as I once again checked my look.
After busying myself in the kitchen for about thirty minutes, I headed out on my rounds of the house, to check in on all the guests to make sure they were having a good time, help if they weren't, and see who wanted to redeem their cards with me.
I headed upstairs first, picking up a few items of discarded underwear on the way. The doors of the first two rooms were closed. Some guests wanted to fuck in private, but most left their doors open - after all, the whole point of being at a sex club was to interact with lots of other people. The third room was open. On the bed lay the young man who was a first-timer, with his member girlfriend. Astride his face, sucking his cock vigorously, was a full-figured woman of about thirty-five. He had a firm grip on her ass, and had his face buried between her cheeks.
His girlfriend was on her knees beside them, egging the woman on.
"Suck that beautiful cock!" she was saying, "squeeze it as hard as you can, that's how he likes it!"
She looked up and grinned at me. "I think I'd like to redeem my 'Gabby Card'," she said.
"Sure thing, Anna," I replied, "right here?"
Anna replied by shuffling up to the edge of the bed and turning my back on me.
I came up behind my, pressing my breasts against Anna's back. I slid my hands around the slim brunette's chest and began fondling her firm boobs, then let one hand slide down over her belly to her neatly-trimmed pussy. I brushed my fingers over Anna's clit and down, stroking the lips, and then slipping a finger up into her pussy. Anna groaned with pleasure, and I pulled my now wet finger back out and up to her clit. I began a slow circling motion, and Anna's body shuddered with delight, small, strangled squeaks emanating from her throat.
Suddenly, I stepped back, dropping my hands away from Anna's body.
"Time's up." I said.
"Aww, come on!" Complained the frustrated girl.
"Well, you know what you could do to have that all the way?" I asked, smiling.
"I know, I know," sighed Anna, "upgrade to Gold."
"Exactly," I said, "later!"
And I was gone, off to the next room.
By the time I had reached the end of the hallway, I had taught one couple a new position, given two unfinished thirty second blow-jobs, and licked one pussy for thirty seconds. I absolutely love giving head, so it was really difficult to stop, but I elicited three promises to upgrade to Gold status, so one day I'll get to go all the way with each of them.
After this, I headed downstairs to check on the larger rooms where the group activities usually happened.
The first room off the entrance hall had been the music room a hundred years ago, but now held a large television. In front of it, on a massive couch, sat three naked men watching a basketball game. Lying across their laps on her back was an equally naked redhead. One man was massaging her feet, one her boobs, and the guy in the middle had one hand buried between her legs, the other hand absent-mindedly rubbing her clit. All four looked up and greeted me as I entered.
"Hi guys," I said, "all good, any cards?"
They were all silver members, and all wanted to redeem their cards. The woman stood up, and I got to my knees in front of the first man. I rested my tits on his knees and began to rub my nipples. His cock rose quickly, so I parted his legs and leaned forward to kiss the tip. I cupped his balls, then took his hard length into my mouth and began to fellate him, up and down, circling the head with my tongue, relishing his delicious precum.
After half a minute, I pulled back, leaving him groaning and begging for more. It was tempting to finish him off, but there were two other cocks waiting for my attention. I gave them the same treatment, again convincing each man that he needed urgently to upgrade his membership.
Once I let go of the last frustrated penis, I turned to the woman.
"Want to sit and spread for me, Mary?" I asked.
"Actually," said Mary, "I was wondering if it would be ok if I licked you instead?"
"I suppose so," I considered, "it's not strictly within the rules, but I think I'd like that."
I squeezed onto the couch between two of the guys, then lay back and lifted my legs. The two men obligingly held my feet, spreading me wide. Mary sank to her knees and lifted my apron.
"My God, you have such a perfect little pussy," she said, and plunged her face into it. She ran her tongue all the way up from my asshole to my clit, then pushed it as far into my pussy as she could, hungrily lapping up the juices. It felt so good that I let her have almost a full minute before pushing her head away and saying, "that's your lot - you should finish these guys off!"
I headed on to the next room, my clit on fire, leaving Mary on her knees, with her mouth and hands full of cock.
*
The next room was the billiard room. A young blonde woman was lying on the table, her legs spread wide. Two men seemed to be playing pool in the remaining area of the table.
"Hi Lisa," I said, trailing my fingers softly across the woman's breasts, "what's happening?"
"Hi babe," replied the woman, "Mark and Ian here just finished playing for my pussy. Mark won. Hey Mark!" Here she lifted her head to look at him. "Ready to fuck me?"
I knew they were both bronze members, so I said, "want you use your cards, and I'll get you ready?"
"That's a great idea," said Mark, and climbed up on the table and got between Lisa's legs.
I took his cock in one hand and began to stroke it, and with the other I started fingering Lisa. Within the thirty seconds, Mark was rock hard, and Lisa's pussy was wet and ready for entry. I pulled Mark forward and placed the tip of his cock between Lisa's lips.
"Off you go!" I said, and Mark plunged in.
"Ian, want to use your card?" I asked the other man.
"You bet," he replied, and peeled the sticker off his gold card to reveal 'Watch the hostess pee', written underneath. I could tell from the look on his face that I'd hit my target by writing that card for him - he looked delighted. At the last gathering I'd overheard him asking a couple of other women if he could watch them, but he'd been turned down, so I decided to make his dream come true this month. I'd been holding it in all evening.
"Let's go," I said, taking him by the hand.
I led him down the hallway to a bathroom, and closed the door.
I pointed to the toilet and told him to kneel in front of it. Then I sat down, spread my legs wide and lifted my little apron so he had a perfect view of my shaved pussy. I closed my eyes and tried to relax - I didn't find it easy to pee with a naked man, stroking his cock, staring intently at my cunt, but eventually I felt it begin to flow. The warm, golden liquid gushed out of me, splashing loudly into the water. I heard Ian groan with delight and pant as he jacked himself off. My stream seemed to go on forever, but finally slowed to a trickle, I forced out a few last drops, and it stopped. He was still going, so I decided to give him an extra treat. I slid forward on the seat and leaned back.
"Clean me up with your tongue," I ordered.
Ian didn't need to be told twice, and was quickly sucking the last golden drops off my labia. His hungry tongue lapping up and down my pussy felt incredible.
"Lick my cunt, drink my hot piss!" I moaned, and he licked up and down, pushing his tongue in and out of me. I strained and managed to push a couple more drops into his mouth, and that was all he could take - with a loud grunt he came, spraying his semen on the porcelain and the tile floor.
I wiped myself with some toilet paper and stood up.
"Oh God, thank you, Gabby," he said, looking up at me in adoration, "that was what I've always dreamed of!"
I smiled and left him to clean up. It felt amazing to give someone so much happiness with such a simple act.
I did another round of the house, picking up empty glasses, more discarded underwear and a sticky dildo. It was nice to have my bladder empty too...
I headed over to the south side of the building. In a grandly furnished sitting room, I found a loudly cheering group of men and women standing in a circle. The crowd parted to make room for me, and I saw that in the middle were two women, on their backs on the floor, one woman's feet pressing against those of the other. A tight piece of string joined their pussies. The blonde woman had a clamp on one nipple, and the brunette had one on each nipple. As they pushed themselves apart, a single, large bead began to emerge on the string from the brunette's vagina. There was more cheering from the audience, and encouragements to clench harder. Another bead emerged, and then the final one dropped out and the string went slack. The crowd applauded the winner, and a woman handed her another nipple clamp. Since the loser already had one on each nipple, the blonde woman got to attach this one to her pussy lips. She grimaced with the pain, but took her punishment bravely.
"What are the stakes?" I asked of the man next to me.
"Loser gets a clamp on her, then when she has all four, she has to eat the winner's pussy."
"Sounds like fun," I said.
The brunette looked up.