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“I’m gonna fuck your ass tonight. Remember not to tense up, baby,” I whisper in her ear to let her know what I have planned. I’ve fucked her here a few times, but I always like to remind her to fucking relax. She gets stuck in her head sometimes.

She nuzzles my hand, reminiscent of a cat rubbing up against its owner, and I bask in the feeling it gives me. Stroking each strand of hair and touching softly along her hairline. There is no convention label upon us in this community because no one would understand. We’re triangles and I quite enjoy only her and I knowing what that means.

“Ready?” I ask her, holding her gaze until I see her steadiness. Yea, she’s ready.

I spin her around so her eyesight is filled with all the watchers pressing up against the window. All of their pupils blown out watching what we’re doing, and it spurns me on. I love feeling the caress of them as I’m watched. I get high off it, being watched knowing that I control their desire.

This club? I control desire.

My scenes? I control desire.

Her? I control desire.

My body and mind were created for it like a Bacchanalian party of old come back to life.

“They both want to be you and want to be me. Forever their own desires dueling between which. They want to be you, my dirty little whore wildcat crawling around, drinking come from a bowl. They want to be me, playing your body like the instrument it is until you exhale your last note before drifting off into the ether.” She shudders at the words I’m painting. A vivid picture plays at each thought, and all of it is true.

I've been fielding countless comments about this. Men and women alike have approached me about October since I made myself off-limits.

The need to have something now explicitly forbidden amping up their carnal urges to experience just one single taste.

Denied.

No one will ever be able to claim that, save for one.

Lincoln Ashford. I see him fidgeting as he looks at us. He’s transported to the one and only time I let him enjoy us together. He’ll never cross the line, but if I gave him one small indication, he would cross the threshold without a thought and join us right now.

I crowd the space behind her, resting my chin on her shoulder as I cup her breasts, letting the heavy weight settle on my palms, and I squeeze them gently before tweaking her large, darkened nipples until they are hard. I pinch one hard enough. She gasps, and her legs move together, trying to alleviate the ache between them.

Letting her squirm for a few moments, I finally cup her belly and she doesn’t even flinch. I’ll never get tired of her, no longer shying away from her body, from the extra meat here and along her sides, hips, and thighs. It makes me happy that all the work I’ve put in has paid off because this is one of the sexiest things about her.

The tops of my fingers play in the pubic hair she has, and I know she’s getting impatient. Her hands are gripping my legs and she’s digging her fingers in to try to stop herself from acting out.

Unable to hold out any longer, I don’t even ease her into it and thrust three fingers into her cunt, feeling her walls try to stretch to accommodate the intrusion.

“Ow.” Her words indicate pain, but her tone lets all of us know she fucking likes it. Her body adjusts quickly, swallowing up my fingers and tightening down on them as I thrust in and out, making sure to push against the little spongy button on her upper wall.

“Look at them as you come all over my hand and make a mess, baby.” Her orgasm washes over her and just like I commanded, she drips down my hand as she shakes. Pulling the digits out, I hold them out to the crowd before wiping them across her chest and turning her around.

Pushing all of my love into the kiss, I give her strength and desire as well until she’s mewling again.

“Love you,” I whisper against her lips before bending her over the chaise.

I grab the lube from the table, popping it open and letting it fall onto my cock, which has once again hardened to the point of it being damn near painful. I stroke it all over my shaft, twirling my fist at the head before rubbing some of it into my sac until everything glistens like it just took a bath in her pussy.

Pouring some on her ass, I rub it into both large cheeks, letting myself grip each bouncy muscle before gripping one to pull it apart and rubbing the lube along her crack and pushing more into her hole with my finger.

“Relax.” I stroke my other hand up and down her back to get her body to loosen up and finally it does, and I add another finger, scissoring the two in order to get her ready for my dick. I’m not monster-cock sized, but seven inches is still gonna require a little prep.

When she’s loosened up enough, I grip both cheeks, fully exposing her to me as I rest the head of my cock at her entrance and slowly push. Her body naturally resists me, but I am persistent and with a few more gentle pushes, it pops in, clamping down hard at the tip.

Feeding another inch into her before pulling back has me shallowly fucking her body until I slam into the hilt until my balls slap against her pussy, and I groan at being encased by her.

Indiscernible words mixed with moans are muffled by her head into the soft fabric of the lounger. I hold myself still as I reach into the table drawer and grab the item I stashed there earlier.

A purple g-spot vibrator with fluttering cat ears to rest right alongside her clit. I reach down, sliding the device between her slit until it slips right in before I tilt it down, so it rests right where I want it to.

“This is the only way you’ll feel two cocks in you, baby. En-fucking-joy it,” I say before flicking the switch and turning on the vibration. I can feel it through the thin wall that separates us, and the way my hand is resting to hold it allows my balls to rest right on the base of the toy as well.

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