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“You’re so slick,” she says. “I love it.”
I say nothing.
“I loved licking your pussy,” she says.
I gasp.
“I want to suck on your nipples.”
I nod. She sucks on one after the other as she starts to grunt, and I think I might pass out because this is too much. She feels so good. I notice it then – she’s wet. She’s fucking wet. I can feel her wetness mixing with mine, and that’s it; that’s all it takes. I go over the edge, and it’s much too fast, but I can’t stop it. And I wouldn’t if I could anyway. My head rolls back. Her hand still tucked into mine over my head squeezes, and her rocks become a little more erratic, but I can’t ask her if she’s coming too because I can’t form words. She rocks and breathes hard against my neck. I breathe hard into her ear. Our breathing slows at the same time, and she lifts up. She lets go of my hand, and I lower both of mine to my sides.
“You like to watch, too,” she says.
“What?” I ask.
“Do you want to watch too tonight?” She kneels between my legs and rubs her hands up and down my thighs slowly.
“Oh,” I say, still trying to get oxygen back into my brain. “I guess.”
“We don’t have to.”
We, I think to myself? She wants to watch with me?
As a member, I’m free to enjoy myself however I please tonight. I can have as many people as I want in as many ways as I want, but I know that I only want her tonight. She has the right to refuse anything and anyone, and if a member makes even one mistake or gets one complaint, they’re out. There are no second chances. I’m not worried about myself in that regard, but I know that she can technically leave me to be with another member tonight if she wants.
“Yes,” I say.
She nods and climbs off the bed. I almost tell her to wait because I thought we could watch later – I want more of her right now – but she reaches for my dress and holds it out to me to slip into so reverently, that I can’t. I stand and make no move to get into my corset or my thong. She slips into her pants, leaving her own underwear on the floor, and buttons her shirt up to her breasts, leaving her jacket on the dresser. She picks up the remainder of my clothes and tucks them into her jacket and then the jacket into an empty dresser drawer. I watch as she puts on her shoes, and I slip into mine. Then, she takes my hand, and we leave the room. We walk down and pass two closed doors. Then, we approach an open one. She looks inside, smiles back at me, and then we walk in.
“Sofa,” she says.
I’m too busy watching the women on the bed to hear what she says. It’s the two women from before. The one that had worn the strap-on the first time was also wearing it now, and she was behind the other woman who was on all fours. She was going slow with her thrusts, playing with her partner’s breasts as her partner rocked back into her. I’ve been pulled over to a small sofa – a loveseat, really – but I don’t mind. I’m sat down on the sofa, and I can’t stop staring at the women who are clearly enjoying themselves.
My partner kneels in front of me, and I look down at her. Then, she spreads my legs, and I remember I’m not wearing any underwear.
“Don’t close your eyes, okay?” she says.
I watch her head lower, and then I feel her. I close my eyes for a second, but I open them right back when I remember what she said. I keep watching the two women on the bed as she slides her tongue through my wetness. I slouch down and sink into her mouth, giving her better access. Then, I hear it. It’s a soft buzzing sound, and I don’t know where it’s coming from. I assume it’s someone’s cell phone for a second before I realize that it’s a vibrator. It must be inside the harness or the dildo. I look at that woman’s face closer, and I can see it there – the intense pleasure. She’s going to come. I stare at her and rock my hips against my own partner’s mouth as the woman wearing the strap-on begins to thrust harder into the woman on all fours.
“Yes, baby. Fuck me,” that woman says.
“God,” I whisper.
I spread my legs farther apart. Her tongue slips down and inside just enough to drive me crazy, and I have to hang on because I want to watch these women come before I do. Her hands move to my breasts, and I know I can’t unzip my dress from this angle, so I press her hands harder to my chest, encouraging her to squeeze as hard as she wants. She sucks on my clit as the woman wearing the strap-on starts to moan and grunt louder. I feel my nipples twist between a thumb and a forefinger. God, I feel everything. I feel like I’m high on a drug I never want to come down from.
They come. The woman being fucked comes first. Her partner is right behind her, and I’m closing my eyes because it’s all too good. I press the head between my legs farther into me, and I rock against her face, lifting and lowering my hips quickly until I’m coming in her mouth and hear her moan loudly.
“Yes,” I say, taking my pleasure from her and feeling totally unrestrained for the first time in my entire life.
When I finally open my eyes, I see she’s kissing my inner thigh. I look up and see the two women on the bed are now lying on their sides, one behind the other, and they’re both facing me. The woman who had just been thoroughly fucked is behind her partner. Her hand is under the harness, and the sound of the vibrator is gone; she’s stroking her. Their eyes are all on me as their bodies rock together.
“What’s next?” the woman on the bed doing the stroking asks, and I realize she’s asking me.
“Don’t leave again.”
I look down at the woman still kissing my thigh – she’d said that. Her eyes were imploring me to stay, and I can’t figure out why, but I don’t think to ask.
“Can I watch again?” I ask the woman on the bed.
