The Secret Workshop

They stood above the women, and their organs were so handsome, the women began 
to squirm in delight, several fingered themselves while two of them had 
implements that seemed to have been designed from fruits and fabric, and were 
stroking their slits in appreciation. It was obvious that in this workshop, the 
men had the power to entice and stimulate: what a welcome change, Francesca 
thought. Each man bent over, and the women encouraged their intimacy. One held 
onto the golden cock and balls of one of the blondes and expertly stroked it as 
she caressed his buttocks. Another got on her knees and welcomed the long thick 
delightful member into her rounded lips, slowly engulfing it until it 
disappeared entirely down her mouth. Francesca turned to her young companion to 
inquire of this ritual, but to her surprise, he had left. The men arose as 
though this preliminary action was but part of a longer enactment. The women 
leaned against the men, running their hands over their muscular legs, playing 
languidly at will with their cocks. 
"Welcome," Francesca, one of the dark men said. "I am Alfredo. A model for our workshop leader.” Francesca nodded and smiled. The other dark man introduced himself, even as he was fondled by the woman kneeling beside him. "I am Alonzo," he said and took a short bow." Francesca tried to keep her eyes at eye level but this was difficult; the visual pleasure of their bodies was too seductive. The other two seemed more focused on the delight their women were bestowing on them. "You seem like a lost girl," Alfredo said. You seem to have left some place that while comfortable was not at all inspiring and invigorating. Francesca, again amazed that these people of the workshop could read her so well, nodded in agreement. "Well, Alfredo said. We shall make up for that.” He and the dark Alonzo approached her. Alfredo stood in front of her pressing his full lips on hers, exploring the curves of her body, sliding his fingers, dripping from the accumulated steam in and around her pussy, finding her sweet spot, and using a finger to open her lips, which willingly to part. Alonzo meanwhile was kissing the back of her neck, running his hands along her back and massaging her shoulder. 

"Hmm, the view from here is enticing," he said, appreciating the fair-skinned Francesca who began to breath heavier until she was nearly breathless. she 
slid her arm down between Alfredo’s thighs and found his delicious cock. Its silky smoothness was so easy to stroke owing to the steam that coated it. With her other hand, she groped behind and found an equally delicious member, stroking it slowly to get a sense of its delightful shape and texture. Then, as though this ritual had been enacted before, the two blonde women walked over with a wide golden fabric and lay it on the floor. One of the women kissed Francesca, and the ran her hand from her breast to her pussy. 
"Mmm...the woman said." I think she is worthy of the activities in the workshop." Francesca looked a bit perplexed. 

"Activities?" she thought. The woman, seeing her curiosity continued, "you see, 
the master sculptor is embarking on a new series of creations. to depict the 
human body in the heights of sexual ecstasy--a new aesthetic that he predicts 
will one day be known throughout the world. And since you answered the call, so 
to speak, you are one of the selected ones. Don't worry, dear, you shall enjoy 
every moment. With that, Alonzo, his hard body and firm cock, lay down on the 
fabric. The two blonde women, one on either side of Francesca, held her arms. 
Now, you appreciate the magnificent size of Alonzo’s cock; impressive in 
dimension as it is in proportion." Francesca observed and noted the truth of the statement. To be filled with such a prize would--if she could manage 
it--definitely would be an experience she had never enjoyed before. 

"So," the other blonde woman said. "To assure that you fully rise to the ecstasy our artist requires, we must be certain you are ready." Francesca, feeling the waves and pangs of pleasure and the anticipation of the wonderful cock that 
could--properly place--fill her fully--certainly felt ready. 

"While you are well moistened and heated, we must be sure you are fully prepared." With that, they called the blonde men over. One of the woman got behind Francesca along with the first blonde man; the other stood before Francesca with the other fair one. Soon, each woman stroked and fondled their cocks and balls, smiling to see the men being reciprocated for what the pleasure they had administered only a short time before. Francesca saw the pleasure mount in face of the handsome man before her. Suddenly as his cock was stroked and encouraged by the woman, he shook and exploded. This come, shot out and coated Francesca' pussy. The texture and color of his cum was different from what she had expected. It was thick and syrupy. 

The woman, seeing Francesca' surprise said, "With our special diet of sweets and 
nectar and a special blend of ambrosia, you will find that you are covered with 
something more resembling bee honey than the usual human cum. And with that 
said, ran her forefinger along Francesca's thigh and took a small droplet and 
licked it. "Like honey," she said. Francesca was mystified and about to ask 
something, when she heard the moanings of the man behind her as his honey load
shot in equal strength and amount, creating a thick rope of golden cum along 
the crack of her ass. "Quick," the woman said. "This is nearly too much for 
such an inexperienced one to bear. Alonzo, patiently waiting on the fabric, 
help out his arms as the women lowered Francesca down carefully so that her now 
fully lubricated lips were easily opened by Alonzo's impressive organ. 

Francesca moaned in delight as Alonzo thrust his cock into the novitiate's delightfully sweet pussy. Francesca, though, had more strength than the more experienced members anticipated because she was able to assist the coupling with movements of her thighs. But needing to rest, she released her arms and felt Alonzo's cock fill her to its capacity. Francesca felt well protected and appreciated now. 

A fully sexual creature--far beyond anything she would have expected. Perhaps 
five minutes went by or was it ten. But she suddenly awoke as if from a nap, 
and looked down to see the root of Alonzo's cock and his ample balls between her 
legs. This reinvigorated her passion and just as she was about to continue 
their coupling, she felt the firm body and cock of the other dark man among the 
others: Alfredo. Alfredo massaged her back and shoulders, and kissed her buttocks. He lowered his tongue and slid it between her cheeks, causing Alonzo's cock to become even more engorged. Now, Alfredo rose a bit and slowly slid his ample cock into her ass, slowly at first. but she was surprised to feel how easily it had entered her. The special honey must have been doing its work for soon she felt Alfredo’s cock slide deeper into her ass. The sensations were overwhelming. Francesca was not only having sexual pleasure beyond her wildest dreams, she seemed to be the essence of sex. But it appeared to be nearly too much. At least, one of the women observed this. 

"Wait, she said. "our dear novitiate may pass out and that would defeat our purpose to raise the level of her sexual desire. Intuitively sensing the necessary step, Alonzo slipped out of Francesca quite slowly. With his cock still rock hard, he lay against the pool where one of the women followed, and proceeded to relieve him of the powerful need he had to explode. And covering his cock with her mouth, he soon relinquished his load. 

Meanwhile, Alfredo managed to place Francesca on all fours. She became more alert, and, as Alfredo entered her pussy from behind, his hands firmly grasping her waist, thrust his sweet cock into her. Two of the women brought in a large round mirror. Francesca looked into it, and seeing her skin now aglow with desire and a thin film of honey and sweat, dreamily watched as Alfredo fucked her with deep thrusts, coming forcefully as she did as well. The look of satisfaction on her face was evidence she had joined the inner circle of the workshop.