by JA Low
Wow, that makes total sense.
“So, if you want to try anything, and I mean anything, being behind these walls is the best and safest place to try everything your heart desires. And when you step out of those front doors, know that no one, and I mean no one, will ever talk about it.”
The tension in my body relaxes, I didn’t know that was exactly what I needed to hear. “I was worried that you know…people can’t know I am here, my family they would…” Stacey puts a hand on my shoulder and gives it a squeeze, her touch sending tingles over my body, a feeling I am not used to from a woman.
“You are safe here, okay.” I nod in agreement. “So tonight Axel and Oscar have agreed to not be their normal domineering selves. Tonight things will happen a little more organically, just until you feel comfortable with these new experiences.” She is saying everything I need to hear; every fear that is running through my head she is calming. “Just remember to have fun. I know we spoke about the life you are returning to in England a little at Ness’, so honestly if this is the only weekend in your life that you can be free then do it. I promise you won’t regret it.”
Before Stacey realizes it, I wrap my arms around her and give her a hug. “Thank you, thank you so much.” I pull away from her but notice her cheeks are a little flushed. “I’m glad it’s you here with me.” She gives me a smile.
“Come on, let’s rock these boys’ world.”
I take in a deep breath and soak up Stacey’s confidence. I can do this.
“Ladies?” Axel questions.
Axel is standing before me in just his tuxedo trousers and bare feet, I can really take him all in. The tattoos that cover his body are all blue Japanese style patterns, pretty interesting. His body is lean yet muscular; he has the standard six pack that all hot men have. I don’t think I have been with a man with a six pack before. Then I notice the other people in the room. Oscar, his bandmate, is standing there dressed in just his tuxedo trousers as well. The man looks like a damn Viking, he is huge, all muscle and brawn plus he towers over everyone in the room, he’s quite intimidating. His blond hair is pulled back in a man bun and I notice the tattoos that decorate his body as well, I’m guessing that is standard rocker attire. I notice his ice blue eyes looking over me hungrily, he licks his lips. A shiver courses over my body. Does he find me attractive?
I can feel Stacey beside me, she takes my hand and laces it with hers. There is a knock at the door, Axel turns and opens it, muffled conversation happens and Jackson, their head of security and Finn’s brother, enters the room still dressed in his tuxedo. He turns and looks at me, a small smile laces his face as his bright green eyes rove over my body.
“Liv,” Axel calls my name. “This is all who will be present in the room.” His words are slow and articulate. “I thought it might relax you to know who was here first, then we could work up to your top fantasy.” The look Axel gives me, asking me if that was the right thing to do. I give him a smile. “Good. Are you okay with who I have chosen?” I look over at Oscar and Jackson; who the hell would say no to those two men? They are stunning, and hot and male, and I’ve run out of words, but there’s too many rushing through my head to describe them. “And are you okay with Stacey?” Axel asks. I nod, not daring to look at her just yet.
“I think we should start with this, for nerves.” Oscar produces a bottle of tequila; it is a welcome site. He walks toward me slowly, his eyes never leaving mine. Stacey has moved behind me and my heart begins to race.
“Open up,” Oscar instructs, the slightest German lilt to his accent coming through. I obey and the cool, acrid liquid hits my mouth. I swallow it down, the heat warming my belly. “It will help you relax.” Oscar smiles at me as he takes a sip from the same bottle. My eyes flick behind Oscar’s large frame to see Axel standing there, his whiskey eyes focused on me. I feel Stacey move behind me, the tips of her fingers running up my arms, making me shiver; it makes Oscar smile at her. “Open,” he commands, pressing the glass bottle to my lips again. I feel the warmth from the tequila run through my body, but then I feel the softest lips on my neck, lightly kissing me. Oscar licks his lips at the display in front of him. Stacey’s hands move along my body, over the curve of my bottom, along my hips, across my breast which makes me squeak. Axel has moved forward now and takes a swig from the tequila bottle, his eyes never leaving mine. My body feels like it’s on fire, my mind is blank from so much stimuli.
Jackson now moves to the other side of Oscar and takes a sip from the bottle of tequila. “Would you like one more?” Jackson asks, shaking the bottle in front of me. I nod, of course I do. A woman is touching me and I think I am kind of turned on. There are three of the world’s most stunning men looking at me like they are ready to devour me. Me, little old me. I damn well need the tequila to give me the confidence to keep going with this fantasy because I kind of don’t want to stop.
“Yes, please.” Jackson grins and moves closer, placing the bottle against my mouth once again; the liquid not burning so much. Jackson places the bottle on the table beside him and now I have three men’s undivided attention. What do I do next? Maybe it’s the three shots of tequila or maybe it’s the fact that three men are looking at me with hunger in their eyes that I do what I do next. Turning my back to them, I grab Stacey’s face and plant a kiss on her lips, she lets out a little surprised yelp. I touch her soft lips; it is different to kissing a man but yet, still the same. The men let out a groan as we continue kissing each other. Stacey is a very good kisser, and all I can think about is that damn Katy Perry song ‘I Kissed A Girl.’ The thought makes me giggle and I break our kiss.
“You okay?” Stacey asks, her pink lips plump from our kiss.
“Tequila makes me giggly.”
Stacey smiles at me. “Follow me,” she says, taking my hand, leading me toward the large four-poster bed. My heart is thumping. What is going to happen next? She touches a panel on the wall and I watch as the bed disappears into the wall. Wow, that is kind of cool. She then pulls down what looks like a padded table from underneath the bed. Slight panic fills me. “Do you trust me?” she asks. I nod because I do. I trust them all to give me the experience that I am asking for. She leans in and takes my lips again, her fingers find the thin straps of the black slip I am wearing and starts pulling it down. I hesitate and she stops. “Are you okay?”
“Sorry just surprised, that’s all.”
Stacey smiles then looks behind me. “Axel, maybe you would like to do the honors.” Her fingers trail down over my peaked nipples as she walks away.
“You okay?” Axel whispers behind me, his hard body pressed against my back.
“Yes,” I reply breathlessly.
“Good. I promise you, Liv, nothing bad will happen to you. I will make sure of it.” I relax again, his words soothing me. “Now put your hands on the table.” I follow his instruction, placing my hands onto the soft leather of the table. He kicks my legs wider, the slip rides up and exposes my bottom.
“Perfect.” I hear Jackson mumble behind me.
“That ass would look amazing with a shade of pink to it,” Oscar adds.
“Do not move, Liv,” Axel commands. “No matter what, do not move. Nothing but pleasure is about to happen, even if there is a tiny bit of pain with it.” This makes me flinch at the word pain. A hand rests on my back, I can only assume it’s Axel’s as I dare not move. “Stacey,” Axel calls out. “She will need this.” I hear Stacey’s heels coming toward me. She stands beside me, I tilt my head and she has a black sash in her hands.
“What’s that?”
“A blindfold,” she replies.
“Oh,” is all I can muster. Blimey, I am about to be blindfolded. It is what I asked, but now I don’t know.
“Shh, relax, Liv. I promise being blindfolded will heighten the experience, you won’t know who is touching you. It could be Stacey, it could be Oscar, or it could be Jackson, and it most certainly will be me,” he whispers into me ear. “I promise to make your fanta
sy all that you have ever dreamed about.”
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Axel
Holy shit, she looks so beautiful standing there all pink and wet. Oscar started out lightly on her perfect, creamy ass. Light hits with the riding crop, picking the perfect spots for maximum pleasure. He worked his way toward her pussy, each hit against it made Liv moan, but she never moved a muscle. She’s such a good girl. Watching her and Stacey kiss, fuck me, that is going to keep recurring in my spank bank. I know Stacey was going easy on her, which was good, just a little taste of her desires because she is succumbing to a lot tonight, especially someone with limited experience.
I called upon my friends to help out with Olivia. For starters, I could trust them. Secondly, I knew there would be no feelings involved, and lastly, I knew they understood how The Paradise Club works.
Oscar and Stacey are pretty tight in the club, and Jackson, well he’s a lone wolf, he keeps to himself most of the time, but he has played with Oscar and Stacey before so he understands the rules. I have shared plenty of girls before while at The Paradise Club, but never one that has affected me so quickly. I watch as Oscar murmurs things to Liv as he spanks her. Her teeth have been firmly planted into her bottom lip since he started. I wonder what she is thinking. Does she like it? I know her body does. I can see her arousal glistening underneath the lights. But is it something she would like to do again? That stabbing pain of thinking about her leaving here and experiencing these things with another is back. Maybe I need an antacid; must be all that French food I ate tonight. I turn and notice that Stacey is on her knees, sucking Jackson off. Maybe we need to be moving this along a little more, everyone is turned on. I place my hand onto Oscar’s shoulder, letting him know that Olivia has had enough. He takes a step back and I can see he is turned on too, the tenting in his trousers tells me everything I need to know. I let my hand run over Liv’s pink ass, she flinches at the sudden touch, but I see her relax again. Slowly, I soothe the heat that is radiating off her with my hand. I get closer to her glistening pussy and let my finger slip between her folds. She lets out a heavenly groan. She has no idea whose finger it is inside of her and I am not going to let her know either. I pull my fingers away and unzip my trousers, my dick is ready to burst. I kick them to the side, along with my briefs. I touch Liv’s back and silently move her to stand. I turn her in my arms and I notice her chest moving quickly with the unknown. She still has the black slip on, I pull the straps down her creamy shoulders, the flimsy material falls to the floor. She is naked in front of me, her beauty flaws me. I can’t help myself, taking a step forward I kiss her. Her soft lips open for me, her tongue tastes like tequila, it dances with mine. She is practically purring with excitement. I pick her up under the arms, which makes her squeal, and place her back onto the padded table. Her chest is heaving with excitement and probably uncertainty. I let my fingers run over her naked body, she shivers at my touch. I pull out arm and leg restraints from the sides of the table. Olivia flinches at the sound. I soothe her skin and whisper to let her know it is going to be okay, that her arms will not be restrained but her legs will be. I ask her if that is okay. The room is quiet waiting for her answer.
“Yes,” Olivia whispers.
“Good. I promise you will like everything that is about to happen to you.” Her head nods quickly as she lets her body relax. I pull her legs apart, making her gasp and place her ankles in the restraints. I don’t tie them too tight, just enough that she can move. “Test them.” I watch as she tries to lift her feet and they move just an inch. She smiles but stays quiet. I step away from her. Oscar is in the process of kicking off his trousers and briefs, while Jackson is undressing as Stacey keeps his dick occupied. Once naked, Oscar turns to me, inclines his head, asking if it is okay to sample Olivia. I give him the go ahead, and just hope this unease in my stomach disappears.
Oscar steps between Olivia’s legs, his thick fingers trailing over her skin, I watch as she arches a little against his touch. Stacey has moved away from Jackson and joins Oscar at his side, her fingers link with Olivia’s for support. Jackson moves to the other side of Olivia, his wet dick standing to attention. He takes Olivia’s other hand and wraps it around him. Olivia lets out a startled gasp at the first touch of another naked man. I move now and take my position at Olivia’s head. Stacey is moving Olivia’s hand all over her body while her other hand jerks off Jackson. Oscar is taking his time, getting her ready. I know when he hits the spot with his fingers as Olivia screams out a moan. I watch as Oscar’s fingers move in and out of her wetness, coating his finger in her desire, the unease I was feeling is passing. I don’t need to be jealous of my friends, not when Olivia is making the most beautiful purrs of ecstasy below me. Tonight we are just enjoying a night of wicked fantasies coming to life. Fuck, I need to get out of my fucking head. It’s not Olivia’s fault I’m going through some extensional crisis, she has come to me asking for help and instead I am lost in my own thoughts. Shaking my head, I flick the switch in my mind and push down the swirling thoughts that I have and remind myself tonight is not about me, it is about Olivia and I am going to give her what she wants and needs. Tomorrow when I am alone in my bed, perfectly sated from an amazing night, I can worry about whatever is troubling me, but until then, enjoy life.
And so I do.
Placing my dick against her lips, she flinches for a moment but opens wide, such a good girl. Her creamy fingers are still wrapped tightly around Jackson’s cock, his hand tweaking her perky nipples. Stacey is beginning to moan as I notice Olivia’s fingers have dipped between her thighs. I reach out, catching her attention. I tell her to take off her black slip; I want to see Olivia’s fingers inside of her. All of a sudden Olivia arches her back as Oscar’s thumb flicks over her clit.
“Yes, oh God, yes,” Olivia mumbles around my dick as she orgasms. Oscar slips his fingers out of her then offers them to Stacey to lick clean, which she does while his face is buried between Olivia’s thighs. This makes Olivia hum against my dick. Shit, that feels amazing. Moments later Stacey is coming around Olivia’s fingers. It’s so fucking hot that I could blow my load down her throat. Jackson grabs Olivia’s fingers and sucks Stacey off of them. Olivia starts wriggling again, her back arching off the table, her moans humming against my cock until she screams, this time letting go of my dick in the process. Oscar lifts up from between her legs, his beard wet with Olivia. Stacey looks over at Oscar, the desire for him is written all over her face. She slowly walks toward him, grabs his face and kisses him. Oscar growls in appreciation. The room smells of sex and it is the biggest fucking turn on.
Olivia is panting, I lean down and whisper in her ear. “How are you doing, darlin’?”
She moans a little, licking her lips. “I want the blindfold off.” The room stills at her request.
“But I thought…?”
Olivia chews on her lip for a couple of moments. “I want to watch; I want to watch all of us.” That bottom lip dipping between her teeth and yet she still remains motionless. I lean down and slowly take off the blindfold; she blinks a couple of times, her eyes adjusting to the light. The foggy haze of lust slips from her eyes and she quickly tries and hides her naked self. My hand comes out to stop her.
“No, no, no. There is no hiding, you wanted the blindfold off.” She takes in a deep breath and nods. “Good girl, now let me unbuckle you.” I walk down to her ankles and start to set her free. I’m impressed that she is willing to try so many things; maybe she isn't as inexperienced as she has led us to believe or maybe she needed to meet the right people. Once she is free, I help her sit up and move her off the bench.
“Maybe we should make it a little more comfortable then,” Jackson smirks as I realize Stacey is jerking Oscar off while he surveys the room.
“Good idea,” I reply as Jackson lifts up the bench securing it back underneath the bed. We move back and he presses the button again and the bed comes back down. Once in place I tap the duvet for Olivia to get on. I join her, pulling h
er back against my front, her plush little ass nestled against my raging cock. My hand runs down over her goose pimpled skin, down her legs and back up between her thighs. I skim the edge of her pussy which makes her gasp. “Sweetheart, concentrate and watch the show.”
Jackson joins the other two. Stacey is now bent in half, legs wide open for us to see her gorgeous, wet pussy as she sucks on Oscar. Jackson drops to his knees and buries his face between her legs. She lets out a moan on contact. Olivia squirms in my arms. “Do you like watching?” My lips touch her earlobe.
“Yes,” she replies, breathlessly.
“Do you wish two men were worshipping you like that?”
“Yes,” she replies again with the faintest of whispers. My hand moves from her thigh to her cunt, my fingers finding her soaked. I tease her throbbing slit as my fingers push in and out of her tight little pussy. Oscar has Stacey’s hair wrapped around his hand as he fucks her face, saliva drips down Stacey’s chin. Jackson moves from between her legs, he walks over to one of the draws and pulls out the condom. I know Olivia is watching him, her breathing has increased. Jackson rips open the wrapper and sheaths himself. Returning his hands to Stacey’s hips he turns his face and his eyes lock with Olivia’s as he thrusts into Stacey. She lets out a feral moan at his intrusion. His grip tightens as he continues fucking her.
“Do you like that darlin’? The way Jackson is looking at you while he is fucking Stacey? Watching the way my fingers work inside of you while his cock works inside of her? The way his thrusts are in time with my fingers, do you like that?” Olivia is panting now. “Look at her, I bet you are fucking jealous of her, aren’t you?” She nods in agreement. “Being sandwiched between two men, her body filled with two hot cocks. You want to be filled like her, don’t you?” Olivia moans again, her body is starting to tremble, another orgasm is coming. “Look at the way she is sucking Oscar’s dick, she loves it. Do you love sucking cock?” My fingers continue working inside of her, my movements easy with the slickness. She is so close, so very close. Jackson continues his steady thrusts into Stacey.
