Later that same night, after his intense session with Natalie, Serena, and the others, Clyde wandered through the luxurious estate to get some air and a drink. The party had spread out — couples and small groups enjoying the multiple themed rooms, the infinity pool deck, and the softly lit gardens.
As he stepped into a large, open lounge area with mirrored walls and plush seating, Clyde stopped in his tracks.
In the center of the room, on a large circular platform bed bathed in warm golden light, was a man in action that left even Clyde impressed.
They called him “LeFemme Mekanic” — the legendary male fantasy massage therapist from Fantasy Massages Brisbane. He was a tall, lean-muscled, highly skilled performer known in exclusive circles for his incredible stamina, technique, and ability to completely overwhelm women with pleasure.
Right now, the Mekanic was pleasuring four women at once, and doing it with masterful precision.
- An elegant blonde was on her back beneath him, legs wrapped around his waist as he thrust into her with deep, rhythmic strokes.
- A curvy redhead straddled his face, grinding against his talented tongue while moaning loudly.
- A petite Asian beauty was kneeling beside them, sucking on the blonde’s nipples while the Mekanic fingered her deeply with two thick fingers.
- The fourth woman — a stunning brunette — was stroking his cock whenever he pulled out, then taking him back inside the next woman with eager hands.
The Mekanic moved between them seamlessly — never breaking rhythm, always attentive. He switched positions fluidly, using his hands, mouth, and cock in perfect coordination. The women were lost in ecstasy, bodies trembling, voices echoing through the room as they came one after another under his expert touch.
Clyde stood near the entrance, arms crossed over his massive chest, watching with genuine awe and respect.
“Damn…” he muttered under his breath, a rare smile of admiration crossing his face. The man’s technique was something else — pure control, endurance, and focus on female pleasure. Clyde had never seen anyone work four women so effectively at the same time.
One of the women — the redhead — noticed Clyde watching and beckoned him over with a dazed, lust-filled smile.
“Come join us, Stallion… he’s incredible, but we’ve heard you’re in a league of your own.”
LeFemme Mekanic looked up mid-thrust, locking eyes with Clyde. He gave a respectful nod and a cocky grin, not breaking his rhythm for a second.
“Big man,” he called out, voice smooth and confident. “Heard a lot about you tonight. Care to show me how a real cowboy handles the reins?”
The energy in the room shifted instantly.
Clyde stepped forward, shedding his shirt to reveal his god-like physique. The women’s eyes lit up with fresh hunger. Soon, the Mekanic and Clyde were working together — two powerful men focused entirely on the four women’s pleasure.
They took turns and teamed up. Clyde’s enormous 12-inch thickness stretched the women in ways that made them scream, while the Mekanic’s skilled hands and tongue pushed them even further. The women were passed between them, kissed, fingered, eaten out, and fucked senseless in every combination.
At one point, Clyde had two women riding him while the Mekanic pleasured the other two right beside them. The room was filled with the sounds of pure bliss.
In the end, both men stood side by side as the four exhausted, glowing women knelt before them, eagerly sucking and stroking. Clyde and the Mekanic finished almost simultaneously — painting the women’s faces, breasts, and tongues with heavy loads.
Afterward, Clyde shook the Mekanic’s hand with genuine respect.
“You’ve got serious skills, mate,” Clyde said, his deep voice sincere. “That was impressive to watch.”
LeFemme Mekanic laughed, wiping sweat from his brow. “Coming from you? That’s high praise, Stallion. We should team up again sometime.”
The women cuddled against both men, completely blissed out, as the party continued around them.
Clyde’s legend at the estate had just grown even larger.