Magnum Gold

Wild

 Austin has been thinking about sex for a very long time—since he was twelve years old—and he had never tried to do it. Even now, at twenty-five years old, he had never been with a woman before. He had never had a girlfriend and just wasn’t sure how to relate to the opposite sex.

He is handsome and has a good job with one of the big tech companies as a programmer. He earns good pay and lives in a nice flat with state-of-the-art architecture. He has a satisfying occupation, but his only regret is not having a girlfriend. He remembers the day he tried to pay a hooker, but he lost his nerve when he approached her and had to run. He just doesn’t know what is pushing him away from women. He loves women, but he doesn’t have the nerve to talk to them. It feels like he would die if he talked to a woman, and since he is afraid of death, that’s the trouble with women.

His friends don’t know about it. They think he has slept with lots of women. A rich, handsome young man—any woman would be glad to sleep with him. He just lets them talk and never tells them that he is still a virgin at twenty-five. Their mockery would be worse than what he is going through. He watches a lot of porn and wonders when he will be the one doing the thrusting.

One day, he was invited to a house party by one of his friends named Chan, a Chinese guy who was born and raised in New York. They were five close friends, and Chan had invited all of them, claiming it would be a wild party and there would be no objection to getting laid because all the ladies were available and paid for by his company.

“How can your company arrange such a party?” Eddy asked on the group video call they were all on.

“What’s wrong with having fun?” Brandon asked Eddy with a scowl.

“There’s nothing wrong, man,” Eddy said. “I’m just curious why the orgy party.”

“They say curiosity killed the cat,” Sunny mocked him. “If you don’t want to enter free pussy, say so and I’ll even collect your share of the hole.”

“No way am I sitting this out,” Eddy said, and they all laughed at him.

“Hey Austin, what do you think about having a free pass with a nice ass?”

“A good pounding is all it needs,” Austin said, and they hailed him as the man of the moment. He just waved them away, and they went on to plan how to make it lively.

“Guys,” Chan said after a while, “don’t forget your protection.”

“I always have my Durex with me wherever I go,” Sunny said, slapping his jacket to show the Durex was there at that very moment.

“Wow!” Eddy exclaimed. “Sunny, you still put your dick in every hole?”

“As long as it’s available and spread for me, no stress there,” Sunny said with a grin.

“Alright guys, tonight we bone them free, courtesy of Chan’s company,” Brandon said with a laugh. “And Sunny, try to bring more of your Durex please—I can’t be going to the store now, eh?”

“Don’t worry guys, I’ll be your supplier tonight. Mind you, this is like a junkie looking for his next shot.”

At the appointed time, Austin went to Chan’s company house for the party. He was so nervous seeing lots of girls in their skimpy outfits. His throat tightened and he swallowed hard. He wondered if he was making the biggest mistake of his life. He wondered what his friends would think if they knew he was a virgin and everything he’d been saying was just bragging to fit in with them.

He could already see people having fun without any shame. He saw a woman going at it with two men at once, and he blushed. He grabbed a drink and started looking for his friends. He spotted Chan whispering in a petite blonde’s ear, and she was giggling like her life depended on what he was saying. He stood there watching them, sweating, when a woman looked at him with sultry eyes. Someone bumped into him and muttered, “Sorry, son, I was just floating.”

“Brandon,” he called. “When did you get here? And you’re already plastered?”

“Am I, Brandon?” he asked with a giggle. “Wow, what a lovely name.”

“Hey! Chan,” he called.

Chan looked irritated, glanced up, and saw Austin beckoning him over. He made a lewd gesture to the woman, who laughed as he walked toward Austin. “I was busy, man. Why the distraction?”

“It’s Brandon,” Austin said, nodding at Brandon, who had flopped onto a sofa.

“So?” Chan asked with a questioning look.

“He doesn’t even know his own name.”

“Of course not. It’s a wild party. Everyone’s plastered and getting laid. Even Sunny’s here. He told me to send you upstairs to get your Magnum Gold from him.”

“I thought it was Durex?” Austin asked.

“Don’t care, man. I need to fuck that chick. They say she’s wild, and I need that energy.”

“What are you talking about?”

“Just go to Sunny. I can’t stand here talking while everyone’s getting laid. What’s wrong with you? You look nervous.”

“Nothing. Sunny’s upstairs, right?”

“Yeah,” Chan said, turning around. He couldn’t spot the blonde anymore, swore under his breath, and hurried off to find her.

Austin went upstairs looking for Sunny. He started opening doors. What he saw in the first room almost gave him a heart attack; he slammed it shut and moved to the next. There he found Sunny flat on his back while a woman rode him hard, the bed creaking with every thrust.

Sunny spotted him and grinned. “Wanna join?”

“No, man. The Magnum Golds?”

“Over there,” he said, pointing to the table by the door.

Austin snatched a pack and bolted out to Sunny’s laughter.

As he stepped into the hallway, he crashed into someone. “Sorry,” he said, steadying her, then froze when he realized it was the petite blonde Chan had been whispering to earlier.

“Don’t be,” she said with a playful grin. “I’ve been looking for you.”

“Me?” he stammered, trying to back away, palms already slick with sweat.

“Yes, you.”

“B-but why?”

“Because I know your type.”

“You’re… you’re mistaken.”

“Am I?” She leaned closer. “Should I shout it so everyone hears you’re a virgin?”

The blood drained from his face. “That’s bullshit,” he tried to sound brave.

“Hmmm.” She smirked, toying with him. “Let me shout it and we’ll see if you can prove me wrong.”

“Wait!” Sweat beaded on his forehead, eyes darting for escape.

“Wait for what?”

“What do you want?”

“Isn’t it obvious? Wild party. I want an untouched cock.”

She cut off his stammering by grabbing his wrist, dragging him into an empty room, and locking the door.

He started begging. “Please don’t do this. I’ll give you any amount, just—”

“That’s nice music,” she said, peeling off her clothes. His eyes bulged; he tried to look away.

“Never seen a woman naked before, have you?”

She stepped closer, grabbed his groin through his jeans, and laughed when she felt him already rock-hard.

“Are you really going to let your cock suffer like this?”

“N-no,” he mumbled, voice shaking.

“See? Easy.” She spread her legs, showing him everything. “Right after the clit, there’s a hole. You put your dick in there.” She squeezed him gently through the fabric; he moaned. “But first I need to make sure you’re ready to fuck me properly.”

She push him hard unto the bed and watch as he fell with a squeak, she laugh seeing him so nervous. Oh what a day to remember she taking a virgin and an handsome one at that, though she knew she has that killer look that men do a double take when they saw her just like that guy Chan has been trying to get into her pant with his wild exaggeration of what he would do to her, oh if only he knew what she is capable off. She crawl on her hand and knee as she prowl toward Austin, yes she had find out his name from Chan after he had found her and she had given excuse to slip away so she can get to this Austin it was a bonus to listen to him and Chan talk and for she to slip upstairs.

She reach for his belt, but he stop her with his hand, she raise an eye brow questioningly at him.

The door he mumble with a shaky voice.

What about it?

Lock it please.

Sure if you please me I will lock it as for now, she pull his belt away slowly while keep eye contact with him. He shiver as her hand brush him down there, she had deliberately done it and she enjoy the moan coming from his lips, she pull his zipper down and she was impress from the bulge showing. Now this is a real something she mutter with a sly grin. She ease his clothes lower and exclaimed holy angel this is a destroyer.

I don’t understand he mumble.

You dont need to man, just know it dangerous.

Is it bad? He asks her.

No, it is dangerous.

He started shaking with fright until she calm him with a hand on his chest, calm down now, we’re getting started.

She started stroking him with her left hand while she use her right hand to pinch his nipples while he was moaning loud, she give a sharp little slap down there and squeeze, he jack up with a start only to see her laughing with a lustful look on her face.

What..what is the matter? He ask as he try to endure the feeling.

Shut up and be calm she said and bend to tease him with her mouth, he swore and in no time he was about to lose control when she stop with a wicked look and give another sharp warning slap.

Don’t you dare finish now, I want you strong.

Do you have to do that?

Yes and more. She bring out soft silk ties and tie his hand and leg to the bed and he was shock when she trail a little leather strap across his chest.

Oh no he mutter I’m dead.

She flogged him across the chest, the leather whip cracking against his skin and leaving a bright red welt. He groaned in pain, but she only laughed—a low, wicked sound—and took his cock back into her mouth. The whip sang again, kissing his chest with fire while her tongue swirled around the head of his shaft, relentless.

Austin couldn’t tell where pain ended and pleasure began. Every stinging lash pushed him higher; every deep pull of her mouth dragged him closer to the edge. This stranger—whose name he still didn’t know—was breaking him apart and putting him back together all at once. The heat in his balls coiled tighter and tighter until he shattered.

He came with a hoarse cry, hips jerking helplessly as thick ropes of cum shot into her throat. She swallowed every drop, throat working around him, then pulled off slowly and licked her lips with a satisfied, predatory grin.

“How do you feel?” she purred, tracing a lazy finger along the fresh welts on his chest. “You know you’re still a virgin… until you’ve been inside here.” She spread her thighs and pointed to the slick, glistening folds of her cunt.

“That… that was blissful,” he managed, the burn on his skin already fading beneath the haze of afterglow.

She smiled, wicked and warm all at once. “I’m glad I could give you that. Stay right here. I’ll be back.”

“Where are you going?” he asked, voice hoarse.

She didn’t answer. Bare feet silent on the floor, she slipped out of the room and left him tied to the bed, heart still pounding, cock still half-hard, waiting for whatever she planned to take from him next.

Austin lay tied spread-eagle to the bed, heart hammering, wondering what fresh hell she had planned for him. He already knew it would be more pain than pleasure. While his mind replayed everything she’d done to him so far, a stray thought slipped in—what would it actually feel like to slide inside a woman? He’d read the descriptions: warm, soft, slick, a sweet clenching that made men lose their minds. The thought alone was enough to make his cock throb against the ropes.

The door banged open.

He damn near had a heart attack when Eddy stumbled in, drunk as a lord, one arm slung around a giggling brunette. Eddy was belting out some filthy drinking song Austin would’ve sworn his friend didn’t even know the words to.

“Someone’s tied to the bed!” the brunette crowed, eyes wide, staring straight at Austin’s rigid cock. “Jesus, look at the size of that thing. That could wreck a girl’s womb.”

“The fuck are you on about?” Eddy slurred, squinting blearily.

“There’s a guy tied to the bed, baby.”

“Ah, shit. Room’s taken.” Eddy grinned like a devil. “Or… maybe we all share?”

“Eddy!” Austin barked.

Eddy’s head snapped around. “Austin? That you?”

“Over here, you idiot,” Austin said, lifting his head as far as the ropes allowed.

Eddy shuffled closer, took one look, and burst out laughing. “Mate! Who the hell did this to you?”

Before Austin could answer, the brunette was already peeling off her top. “Can I ride him now?”

Eddy shrugged, still grinning. “Guess it doesn’t matter.”

The brunette climbed onto the bed, straddling Austin’s hips, knees wide, lowering herself slowly—

The door flew open again.

The blonde stormed in, eyes blazing. In one smooth motion she grabbed the brunette by the hair and yanked her clean off the bed. “Mine,” she snarled.

“Easy, blondie,” Eddy laughed, hands up. “It’s a free-for-all tonight. Everyone shares.”

“Not this one.” The blonde’s smile turned wicked as she lifted a bowl of ice cubes. “Look what I brought us, pet,” she said to Austin.

Eddy let out a low whistle. “Christ, Austin. You’re having way more fun than the rest of us.” He turned to the brunette, scooped a handful of ice from the bowl the blonde had set down, and tugged the girl toward the floor. “C’mon, love. Let’s get creative.”

Seconds later, wet noises and breathless cursing filled the room as the brunette took Eddy in her mouth with an ice cube, making him groan in languages that died out with the dinosaurs.

Austin couldn’t watch for long. The blonde climbed onto the bed, knelt between his thighs, and slid an ice cube between her lips. The first shock of cold on the head of his cock dragged a strangled moan out of him. She took him deep, the melting ice mixing with the heat of her mouth, and Austin forgot English, forgot every word he’d ever known.

Then the crop snapped lightly across his chest.

He gasped, a sharp, startled sound.

Before the sting could fade, she pressed another ice cube to the warm mark. The contrast of cold and heat collided inside his nerves. He groaned again, hips jerking against the soft ties that held him.

On the floor, Eddy didn’t even flinch at the noise; he was too busy lost in pleasure, muttering ancient, unrecognizable oaths while the brunette worked him over.

And the blonde just smiled, eyes glittering with pure mischief, already reaching for the next cube.

After he came again, hard enough that his vision blurred, the blonde finally untied him. His wrists and ankles tingled where the ropes had been, but he barely noticed. She pressed a single melting ice cube into his palm, lay back on the rumpled sheets, and opened her thighs.

“Show me what you learned,” she murmured, guiding his hand between her legs.

He dragged the ice over her clit first, slow circles, watching her back arch like a bow. Then up to her nipples, tracing the stiff peaks until they glistened and she shivered. Her breathing turned ragged; she squirmed like she was trying to crawl out of her own skin. Anyone watching would’ve sworn he’d been doing this for years.

“Inside me,” she begged, voice cracking. “Now.”

Austin didn’t need to be told twice. He pushed in—one long, slick slide—and groaned at the sensation: hot, wet, impossibly tight, like her body had been made for him alone. Every inch of him disappeared inside her, and the moan she let out went straight through him. She rolled her hips up to meet his thrusts, greedy, demanding more.

“Switch,” she gasped.

He rolled onto his back. She straddled him, sank down hard, and started riding him cowgirl—slow at first, then faster, head thrown back, blonde hair whipping. The slap of skin on skin filled the room.

On the floor, Eddy lifted his head from the brunette’s thigh and looked over. His eyes went wide.

“Holy hell,” he muttered, watching her suddenly tense, tremble, and then gush, soaking Austin’s stomach and the sheets beneath them. In under five minutes of serious rhythm she’d come completely undone. Eddy shook his head in defeat. He already knew the story he was going to tell the guys later: Austin was built different.

When it was over, both of them panting and half-laughing, Austin caught her wrist before she could slide off the bed.

“Wait—what’s your name?”

She turned, flashed that same wicked smile. “Rose.”

“That was…” He searched for a word big enough and came up empty. “I’d kill to do it again. Give me your number?”

“I’d be honored,” she said softly, grabbing his discarded shirt and scrawling her digits across the chest in black marker. Then she slipped out the door like smoke.

Eddy whistled low. “Austin, you smooth bastard.”

Austin just grinned, still catching his breath. They pulled on whatever clothes they could find and headed out to track down the rest of the crew—compare war stories, brag a little, maybe find the next adventure. The night was still young.

On their way downstairs, Eddy elbowed him. “You use the Magnum Gold, mate?”

Austin winced. “Completely forgot, bro. Got… distracted.”

“You can say that again,” Eddy muttered, staring off like a man who’d just seen something legendary.

Austin laughed and clapped him on the shoulder. “Come on. Let’s go find the boys.”