by Thomas Henry
Once again, I had a vision of Karen on her hands and knees, with one of the “bulls” taking her from behind while the others stroked themselves and waited their turns. I wasn’t so sure I wanted to help Ted…but I heard myself say, “I’ll give it a shot.”
“Great! Karen and I are really excited about trying something like that.”
I wondered if he really didn’t know how Karen felt. Or maybe he knew, but just didn’t care.
“Just one thing, though,” he continued. “Karen doesn’t want to go there alone. I mean, she’ll be with me, of course, but she wants another woman she knows to…you know…go and participate too. So she was wondering if maybe you and Mai would come with us.”
The idea had some appeal. There was no question in my mind that, if Karen went, I was going to have to find a way to be there, too. The 20% would compel me. And taking another woman there myself would make that possible. But I wasn’t sure Mai was the right woman.
“Well,” I said, “I’m up for it, but I’m not sure about Mai. I mean, she’s no prude, as you well know, but I have my doubts that she’ll be willing to go to a club like that…you know, where she’s expected to have sex with strangers.”
“Well…maybe you could bring someone else instead of her. Got anybody else?”
I had Crystal, of course. And given my arrangement with her, I didn’t think she would balk at going. But I wasn’t sure how that would play with Mai…or with Karen, for that matter. “Let me see what I can come up with,” I said. “I’ll get back to you.”
A little while later, as Mai and I were having dinner, I casually mentioned why Ted had called.
At first she gave me a big smile and nodded. “We go! Bill say Karen kit-kit very good. I like see how she kit-kit ‘nother guy.”
“Yeah…but I don’t think you can just watch. Karen is looking for another woman to do the same thing along with her.”
Mai shook her head. “No, no. I don’t think so, I can do like that.” She studied me for a few moments. “But I know you. You like go. You like see Karen kit-kit.”
“You know me.”
Mai ate in silence for a few minutes. I knew she was scheming about something. Finally, she said, “I have idea. Crystal the one talk about that place. Maybe she go with you. Let you watch while she lit-kit somebody, too. I know you like that. She very sexy young girl. Huge titty.”
I couldn’t help but wonder if Mai had an agenda I didn’t know about.
“Hmmm…I suppose Crystal might be a possibility,” I said. “Wonder how Bill would feel about that.”
“No worry about Bill. I know he like me more than Crystal. He be very jealous if I go sex club and kit-kit ‘nother guy. So I tell him let Crystal go with you instead. I think he happy to do that. Maybe I spend time with him while Crystal go with you.”
I was a bit uneasy that Mai was suggesting the very thing I had been thinking about. It seemed too good to be true…and you know what they say about things that seem too good to be true. But I didn’t have a better idea, so I decided to go ahead and take Crystal to the club…assuming we could find out how to get in.
* * * *
The next day, I called Bill and brought him up to speed on the whole sex-club thing. Neither of us was very happy about Karen’s willingness to let Ted take her there, but we agreed that there wasn’t much we could do about it.
When I told him how Karen wanted another woman she knew to be there, and about Mai’s idea of having Crystal go with me, he hesitated, but then agreed it was a good idea. He said he would feel better if one of us was there to look after Karen, and he figured it would be awkward for him to be the one. I told him that Mai probably would be offering to spend some time with him so he would be willing to “lend” Crystal to me. He was excited about that idea and agreed to play along.
When Friday came, Mai went to spend the weekend with Bill. She was under the impression that she was keeping him busy so I could spend some time with Crystal to get her to tell me about the sex club and to try to get her to go with me.
In the past, when I spent time with Crystal, I took her to my man-cave in Halawa, given that my house is Mai’s territory. But since Mai knew that I was going to be with Crystal, and since Mai didn’t know about my place in Halawa, I decided to bring Crystal up to the house. I figured that Mai would be expecting me to do that, so she wouldn’t be upset that I brought another woman into “her” home.
Friday evening, Crystal and I were in the spa, eating pizza, drinking beer, and admiring a spectacular orange-and-blue sunset. “So tell me about this private sex club…the one you were telling Ted about.”
“Why? You like go?”
“I don’t know…but Ted got all excited about the idea, and he thinks he wants to take Karen there. And she said she might do it.”
“Oh-oh. You jealous?” She slid her hand up my thigh and wrapped her fingers around my swollen cock. “Oh! Maybe you like watch Karen fuck?”
“Well, maybe. But that’s not why I’m asking about it. First, I just want to find out where it is and how it works. And then, if Karen agrees to go, she wants me to come too…with another woman. Someone she knows. For moral support, I suppose.”
“Mai go with you?”
“Said she wouldn’t go. Said she’d like to watch Karen, but she didn’t want to have to do what Karen was going to do. So, believe it or not, she actually suggested that I ask you to come with me.”
Crystal nodded. “Yeah, I know Mai think maybe I hooker. I know she not believe I Bill girlfriend. Maybe she know I was stripper and think I go with Bill for money.”
“I haven’t heard Mai say anything like that. Not in English, anyway. Did she say something to you in Vietnamese?”
“She no say nothing, but I can tell.”
“I don’t know. She didn’t give me that impression. But anyway, if I can find out about the sex club, and if Karen decides to go there, maybe you can go with me?”
“You know we have deal. You take care me, so I do what you say.”
“Well, I appreciate that, but I meant what I said before. I don’t want to push you to do anything you really don’t want to do.”
“It okay. I do for you, no problem.”
“Okay. So tell me about the sex club. You said you’ve never been there?”
“No.”
“So how do you know about it?”
“You know what ‘bull’ is…in sex club?”
“Yes.”
“You know what ‘fluffer’ is?”
“You mean like when they’re shooting porn? Yeah, I know.”
“Okay, same thing. So, one time when I was working stripper, two men come in bar. Say they bull in private sex club and looking for woman to work fluffer.”
“Wonder why they’d need a fluffer.”
“I ask same thing. They say some woman at club so ugly they cannot get hard. So they need fluffer help out…help they get hard before they fuck ugly woman.”
“I see. Must be some ugly women. So did they find anybody?”
“Not me. I no like do like that. But I think maybe Thuy work fluffer for them for while.”
“Ohhh. So she knows where the club is and how it works?”
“I think so.”
“Good. I’ll give her a call…but I guess it’s a little late now. She’s probably at work.”
“She have cell phone.”
“I know, but it’ll be hard for her to talk discreetly. You know, above all the noise in the bar. So I think I’ll wait and call her tomorrow afternoon…before she goes to work.”
Crystal took a big swig of her beer and set the bottle down. She squeezed my cock. “So how about tonight? You need me be fluffer for you?”
“Oh, baby…I’m already fluffed.”
Crystal giggled and stroked my turgid cock. “Mmmm…feel like bull. You like be my bull tonight?”
I put my arm around her and pulled her tight against me. “Maybe. You know what bulls do?”
Crystal wriggle
d out of my grasp and straddled my lap. As she guided me into her, she put her lips next to my ear and whispered, “They fuck and make baby.”
My stomach churned…and my cock throbbed…at the thought of some anonymous bull impregnating Karen. Crystal must have felt me throb inside her.
“Oh, you like that! You like be my bull and give me your baby?”
I didn’t say anything, but my look must have conveyed what I was thinking. Crystal kissed my lips and said, “No worry. I only joking. I not get pregnant… But you be my bull tonight anyway.”
I was struggling not to lose control…not to cum in her right then and there. Then I got an inspiration. “Let’s go upstairs,” I said. I lifted her off of me and hopped out of the spa. I pulled her out and held her hand as we dripped our way up to the master bedroom.
I gave her a little smack on the butt and said, “Get up on the bed on your hands and knees. I’ll be right back.”
I ducked into the closet and grabbed one of my ties. I used it to bind Crystal’s wrists to the headboard. She played right along, arching her back and presenting her sex to me as I climbed onto the bed behind her.
I grabbed my cock and rubbed the head between her folds. She was unbelievably creamy. I grasped her hips and pushed into her. She grunted as my balls slapped against her clit.
“Fuck me, Daddy…fuck me. You my bull.”
I looked at our reflection in the wall-to-wall mirror. I always told people I’d had the mirror installed so I could lie in bed and enjoy the reflected view of Diamond Head and Waikiki, but I don’t think anyone was fooled.
Crystal’s head was hanging, her bushy hair hiding her face. Her heavy breasts were swinging with each thrust, her nipples just grazing the bed. The sight made my cock throb and my balls ache.
For a moment, our reflection morphed into Karen and a huge, dark animal…half man and half bull. She was on her hands and knees. He was pumping her with a massive cock, his great balls swinging with each thrust. The image made my stomach churn. But it also drove me wild. I pulled at Crystal’s hips and rammed her with my cock just as the bull in the mirror was ramming Karen with his massive tool. I shook my head, and the image morphed back into Crystal and me.
I reached under her belly and found her clit. She was slimy with her own lubrication. I pressed my fingertips against her slick bud and rubbed in a tight circle. Almost immediately, she bucked against me and started to shake. My fingertips felt my semen coursing through my cock as I filled her.
I looked back at the mirror. The dark man/bull was easing his glistening cock out of Karen. Just as the head popped free, his cock throbbed and a jet of semen splashed onto her ass. I looked down at Crystal. A glob of my semen was oozing down her crack.
My cock was still standing at attention. Somewhere in the misty recesses of my mind I remembered Crystal saying that she would let me do anything to her. I positioned the head of my cock against her anus and pushed. She squealed and said, “Easy, Daddy! Go slow!”
I took a deep breath and looked in the mirror. Crystal was straining against the tie around her wrists. Her caramel skin glistened with perspiration.
“Sorry, Baby. I didn’t mean to hurt you.”
“It okay. Surprise me, that all.”
I looked at my cock, half buried in her back door. It was slimy with our juices, so it was plenty lubricated. I pushed into her a little more, and she took me without complaint. I pushed in all the way and held still while her sphincter spasmed around the base of my cock. I waited for her to relax and then began slowly stroking her.
“Oh, Daddy! Feel so good!”
I figured she was lying to me, but at that particular moment, a lie was as good as the truth. I reached under her belly again and ran my fingers through her folds. A rope of my cum was oozing out of her. I caught a goodly amount on my fingertips and massaged it into her clit. She moaned and wriggled her butt against my groin.
I kept massaging her as I slowly stroked her. After a while, she started to tremble, and I knew she was close.
“Cum with me, Baby,” I said. “I’m gonna fill your ass. Cum with me.”
Crystal groaned and pushed back against my thrust. I felt her start to tremble. “Oh, Daddy! Ohhh…Daddy! Bull cannot make baby this way!”
“Sure he can,” I replied as my sperm began to spill into her. “We call ‘em lawyers.”
Crystal stopped moving. Her sphincter gripped me as she started to giggle. “Oh, Daddy! That not funny! I was so close…so close, but you make joke and I lose it!”
I pulled my rapidly-deflating cock out of her ass and rolled her onto her back. Her wrists twisted against the tie that bound her to the headboard. I pushed her legs apart and buried my face in her sopping pussy. I licked and sucked her clit for a couple of minutes until she had a shuddering, breast-heaving orgasm.
I scooped up some of my cum with my tongue and slid up her body, my chest pressed against her plump, slippery breasts. The tip of my nose rubbed against hers. In the mirror, the dark man/bull did the same with Karen. He touched his sperm-slathered tongue to her lips. She parted them and hungrily sucked him clean. It was a few seconds before the image transformed back into Crystal gently sucking my tongue.
I untied Crystal’s restraints with shaky hands. She wrapped her arms around me and kissed me, pushing her tongue between my lips as if she were hungry for more of my sperm. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see Karen passionately kissing the dark man/bull.
I rolled onto my back next to Crystal. We both lay there silently panting for several minutes. Then Crystal rolled into my arms and whispered, “Oh, Daddy…”
I kissed her forehead and looked over at the mirror to see what Karen was doing. But Karen and the dark man/bull were gone, and all I saw was Crystal’s beautiful backside, with a trickle of my semen running down the back of her thigh.
* * * *
I called Thuy the next afternoon. She was as bubbly as always and asked me all about how things were going between Crystal and me. Apparently, Crystal had told her a bit about our arrangement to explain why she had quit stripping.
I eventually managed to tell Thuy why I had called, and she gladly told me about the sex club. She said it was owned by a mahu who once had been a popular nightclub performer, but who had gotten tired of that and needed a new way to make a living.
I wasn’t sure what Thuy meant by “mahu.” Over the many years I’ve lived in Hawaii, I’ve heard that term used to describe an assortment of people ranging from gay men to drag queens to transsexual women. So, I wasn’t quite sure which Thuy was talking about, but I let it go. I figured I would find out in time.
Thuy told me the sex club was in Kaimuki, in a building that once had been a large Chinese restaurant. She said it had a special showroom where the bulls acted out sex scenes with the women while all the husbands and boyfriends watched. She said it also had some private rooms for use by randy couples after the woman had been with her bull…or bulls.
She said some of the men masturbated while they watched their wives with the bulls. But most of them took their wives to the private rooms after the bulls were done with them. I could see that. I wondered if I could find a way to be with Karen after her bull…or bulls…had finished with her. Probably not. If I knew Ted, he’d be all over her.
Thuy said that the club was very exclusive and expensive. But she said she thought I would have no trouble joining, and she offered to put me in touch with the owner. She wasn’t allowed to give out the owner’s number, but she would ask the owner to call me.
About half an hour after I finished talking with Thuy, my cell phone rang. The caller ID was blocked. I usually don’t answer blocked calls, but I had a feeling it might be the sex club owner, so I answered.
The voice on the phone was…well…odd, but strangely seductive. It was a throaty woman’s voice with subtle masculine overtones. I imagined Kathleen Turner’s “Joan Wilder” character with a five o’clock shadow.
The voice on the phone said that �
��her” name was Salacious, “but everyone just calls me Sally.” She said that Thuy had recommended me to her, and after an uncomfortable pause, she said, “So, tell me what you’re looking for.”
I trusted Thuy and figured there was no point in beating around the bush with “Sally,” so I told her about Ted and Karen and Crystal and explained the situation as concisely as I could. She said that we sounded like the kind of people who would appreciate her place. She suggested that she likely would approve us as members, but that we had to pass an interview and health screening first.
She said that she usually interviewed each couple separately, but given my existing intimate relationship with Ted and Karen, she’d interview both couples together. But first, we all were to go to Diagnostic Labs for blood tests and such. She gave me the name of a doctor who would order the tests and receive the results.
* * * *
There was an air of tension between Karen and Crystal as we drove to the sex-club interview. Crystal was sitting up front with me, and Karen was in the back with Ted. Every time I glanced at Karen in the rear-view mirror, she was looking at me with an expression I just couldn’t read. I wondered if she was as unhappy about me being with Crystal as I was about her being with Ted.
I pulled over to the curb in front of a commonplace two-story building with a coffee shop on the ground floor. I’m not sure exactly what I had been expecting, but this wasn’t it. I double-checked the address. We were at the right location.
For a moment, I suspected someone was playing a joke on us. But then I saw the nondescript door next to the coffee shop. I guessed it provided direct access to the second floor. I was pretty sure I could see some kind of doorbell or intercom button next to it. Maybe it was the right place after all.
I parked the car just down the street, and the four of us strolled back up to the door. Sure enough, there was a button…and a small camera lens. I pressed the button, but heard nothing for a few seconds. Then the door latch buzzed. I pushed it open.
The door led to a small vestibule…and another door and another camera. This time, there was a speaker next to the camera, but no button to push. The first door automatically closed behind us. I heard a loud click as the electronic deadbolt engaged.
