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(Her Secret Fantasy, continued by ClamDaddy...)

You quickly grab your keys from inside, and start rushing to your car, activating ‘find my device’ for Rachel’s Smart Watch along the way. As you race along the suburban streets before you, you can’t help but let your mind wander to what must be happening to your girlfriend at this very moment. The thought of her completely nude in a car full of strangers immediately gets you hard.

Your cock starts to strain against the front of your jeans just thinking about two guys in the back copping a feel of your girlfriend, whilst you’re completely unable to do anything about it. You’re also aware of the fact that she’s unable to react negatively to anything they plan on doing with her. Despite how distracted you are, you’re suddenly snapped back to reality when you notice the tracker on Rachel’s watch has suddenly stopped moving.

Racing as quickly as you can to the location of the tracker, you start to get the feeling that this maybe wasn’t the best idea. You pass the house where Rachel is currently located, stripped completely bare, as you rush to find somewhere to park close by. As soon as you walk up to the house you realize immediately that ‘something’ has come through here. The front yard is completely deserted, save a single party goer passed out in his own vomit; you do, however, notice the signs of a several people moving hastily inside. Half-finished drinks littering the lawn and entranceway, forgetten belongings left strewn and abandoned, and conveniently for you, the front door left wide open. From the sounds of yelling and cheering you hear coming from inside, you can guess what caused this sudden upheaval of people.

Grabbing one of the half finished drinks, you quickly head inside. Heading towards the sounds you heard earlier, you notice that they definitely seem to be getting more erratic in nature. As you enter a room near the back of the house, you immediately notice a crowd of around fifty people, guys and girls all huddled inside a massive open lounge area. You can assume, considering the tables and seating around, that this must’ve been where the majority of people had been located, before your girlfriend arrived. Now you can see clearly that every person present at this party must now be inside this room.

Trying to blend in as much as possible, you push your way nearer to the front of the crowd, desperately trying to get a closer look at what’s caught everyone’s attention so boldly. Finally getting close enough to catch a glimpse what’s happening, but not close enough Rachel to notice your presence, you’re greeted by a sight you never imagined you’d see.

There your girlfriend is, sitting stark naked in a room full of complete strangers, one hand tweaking her left nipple and the other planted resolutely around the cock of the guy who invited her into the car initially. The strangest part being the look of complete nonchalance on Rachel’s face as she continues chatting with random party guests, all of whom are doing their best to hold back their looks of astonishment. Pushing your way a bit closer to the front to catch a better view, you can’t help but overhear the whispered conversation of the man whose cock is currently getting pumped by your girlfriend’s delicate hand.

“…you wouldn’t believe it man, it’s like everything you ask her, she has to obey,” says the man, an athletic, blonde haired guy, quite tall by the looks of it, and probably in his mid to late twenties.

“You’re right, I don’t believe it” says one of the guys he’s talking to.

“Yeah. You gotta back that shit up with proof,” says another.

“Just watch this” he says with a smirk before quickly turning to Rachel. “Hey, I think my cock is getting a little lonely, won’t you give him a kiss for me?”

Without hesitation, Rachel leans down, her previous conversation completely forgotten, and plants a kiss directly on the tip of the stranger’s cock. The stranger groans loudly. “My god that feels good, definitely don’t stop doing that till I cum.”

Having now heard her orders and being the obedient slut she is, your girlfriend immediately complies. You watch as she resumes peppering kisses on the tip of this stranger’s cock, and now you can’t help but notices the strands of pre-cum now connecting said cock to her perfect lips. This sight alone would normally be enough to shoot you over the edge, but right now you’re desperate to hold on as long as you can… you don’t want to miss a single thing that’s about happen.

With another groan from the man that Rachel is currently, passionately preoccupied with, your mind begins to refocus. You notice the man start to address her again. “God I hope you enjoy swallowing, as much as you do acting like such a slut.”

Hearing this, Rachel begins to pull her head away for the first time in minutes. “I usually do,” she says, pausing for a second, “but I guess that’s usually with my boyfriend…” She begins to shake her head, as though your hypnotism isn’t quite enough for her to make sense of the situation that’s unfolding.

Desperately, you go to make a move, ready to intervene before Rachel realizes what’s happening, but the stranger makes his move faster. “If it’s going to worry you thinking about him, you should just push your boyfriend out of your mind for tonight. Forget about him till tomorrow, and try your best to enjoy yourself a little.”

Rachel is immediately perked by those words and can’t help but resume going to town on the stranger’s dick. Barely another minute passes before the stranger looks her in the eyes and tells her he’s going to cum. Without a word or an order, Rachel wraps her mouth tightly around the tip of his cock; something she always used to do for you when she was desperate not to lose a drop of your cum.

Before long you see his cock begin to pump his seed directly into Rachel’s perfect mouth hole. As with you, she manages to maintain eye contact the entire time, and true to form she manages to swallow the entirety of his heavy load. She even smiles up at him after she’s finished savoring the taste, clear that she’s exceptionally proud of her handiwork.

You sit there amazed, not quite sure what to do next. Joining in would be fun, considering you’re pretty sure Rachel isn’t aware of who you are at the moment, but the thought of watching or recording what happens next also flits through your mind.