The lights in the auditorium go down and the lights on the stage go up. The audience quiets in anticipation.Eight men dressed in evening wear file sil...ently in, four from each side. Faces expressionless, they take up positions along the outside of the railing. Each man stands motionless between a pair of the railing’s stainless steel supports.Eight young women file in, four from each side. They look almost identical. Same height. Same slim bodies with unlikely large breasts. Same dark hair tied. She was waiting for the right guy.”“Are you messing with me, Lily?”“No, Master,” she teased, emphasizing the last word.Ella came out of the bathroom, and I froze. She always looked good, but then… my jaw dropped to the floor and I stared at her.“You like?” she teased, knowing full well the answer.I regained my composure somehow, and asked, “So Lily tells me you’ve shot down every guy for prom. Is this true?”Ella turned to Lily. “You told him?”“Yes she did El, and I’d like an answer,” I said in. I guessed that my feelings for dominating a man weren’t coming because I was desperate to have sex.That was the first time when I became frustrated because I wanted to find a penis. I even thought about calling one or two of the college boys living in my building. They would otherwise check my body out and fantasize about fucking me every day anyway.Luckily, I received a call from my lover. I was so happy to hear his voice that I sounded a bit needy.Lover: What’s up, slut?! Seems like you need. It mingled with the musky scent of our sweat, as we were all dripping by now in the heat, and the bitter tang of ass-crack as I churned Jill’s fundament with my boner. Soon I could feel it: the tightening in my nuts, the rising sensation within. My toes curled and my ass clenched.“Here it comes!” I bellowed, frantically pistoning into the woman below me. “I’m coming!”One long screech erupted from Jill as she felt the hot jets of my semen enter her. Sharon let out her own frantic cry as her.