We had been watching Deadpool for twenty-seven minutes when there was a knock at the front door. Kayla pressed the pause button and I dragged myself from the couch. I opened the door to find H’s driver. He passed me a small square box. It was silver with a black ribbon.
“Mr. Carter asked that I wait outside for you for the next thirty minutes after you opened the box. I will leave it with you.” He walked away and headed down the steps.
I closed the door and walked back into the living room, taking a seat back on the couch.
“What is it?” Kayla asked.
“It’s from H.”
I untied the ribbon and removed the box lid. Inside the box was padded with black satin and on it laid a silver key with a black S on it. There was a card.
Can’t have you left wanting.
Come, see for yourself.
Matthew will drive you. Dress to impress.
Kayla read the message over my shoulder and squealed. “Yes! Sorry Ryan Reynolds, you’re hot and all but we’re going clubbing.”
She dragged me off the couch. “Come on, we need to get ready.”
I let her drag me towards my room. I couldn’t help but be intrigued now. I had heard of private members clubs before. Places only celebrities and the filthy rich attended. I wondered if this was one of them? They had to have somewhere to go where they wouldn’t be annoyed by normal people didn’t they? Kayla was right. I wasn’t the slightest bit tired. Though I was annoyed with her for what she had done, but it was a night out. I looked through my closet. Dress to impress, right? I changed into a plain black silky bra that left no trace of lines and wriggled into a short glittery silver dress. I left panties out of the equation as they would cause a visible line in the dress. The dress had cap sleeves and a v-neck that showed a small amount of my large boobs. The tightness of the dress helped to hold my ample assets in place, though it did nothing to hide them. I had bought the dress in a moment of madness, egged on by Kayla to stop hiding what I had. Tonight it was screaming at me to be worn. I wrapped a black pashmina around my shoulders just in case I found it too uncomfortable being under the gaze of others. I finished with black ankle boots that laced up my calves slightly. They had a four inch heel.
I fixed my hair so that it was half up in a messy bun with the rest of it hanging around my face. I would usually wear darker make up in the evening and I stuck to a darker eye shadow, but kept the same pink gloss that H smeared on my face. I realized he wasn’t forced to be there but despite the sentence he left me with, I couldn’t help but hope I saw him again tonight. I picked up my purse and headed back to the living room to wait for Kayla.
A few minutes later she joined me. Her red hair was curled in ringlets and she wore a green shift dress with fishnet tights and black five inch heels, which made her just a fraction taller than me.
“Ready? Let’s go and have some fun.” She winked.
I locked the door behind us.
**
As we walked down the stairs to head towards Matthew’s limo, Brandon got out of a Hyundai Elantra. He whistled. “Ladies, you look mighty fine.” He came around and bowed in front of us. “Where are you off to?”
“We’re going to a VIP Members Club. Ssh. It’s top secret. We’ll explode if we give you any details. Don’t wait up.” Kayla winked and carried on walking to the limo.
“Well, have a nice evening.” Brandon said.
“Thank you. I have no idea what to expect, but as long as there’s music and alcohol, we should be fine.” I smiled.
“Well, if it’s not up to your standards, I have wine in my apartment.” He said smiling playfully. “Gorgeous women always welcome.”
I laughed. “What a charmer. I’ll see you around.”
“You sure will.”
I walked to the limo and nodded to Matthew and thanked him for waiting. I let him open the door to let me inside.
It took approximately twenty minutes to drive into Manhattan. Matthew turned onto East 57th Street and pulled up outside what looked like a residential building. There was some expensive real estate around here, with the skyscraper at 252 in high demand. The area was named ‘Billionaires row’ for a reason. Matthew handed the keys to an approaching valet and opened our doors. “Please, follow me.”
He escorted us through double doors, opened by doormen dressed in smart grey suits. A very glamorous looking willowy brunette in a loose royal blue shift dress approached us.
Matthew spoke to her, “Could we have another silver key please, Ashley, and two chains.”
“Of course.”
She went into a locked drawer underneath her desk and lifted out a key identical to the one I had. She threaded it onto a chain and then seeing the key in my hand, she passed it to Kayla.
Kayla got the idea and fixed it around her neck.
“May I?” Ashley took my key and repeated her actions. I placed the chain around my neck. The key fitted within the swell of my breasts, feeling cold against the heat from my body.
“I will leave you here,” Matthew said. “When you are ready to leave, please let Ashley know you need transportation and she will take care of it.”
“That’s okay, we’ll call a cab.” I told him.
He shook his head. “Mr. Carter would want to make sure you were home safe. Please let Ashley phone one of our drivers to take you home.”
“Okay.” I agreed.
“Please go up in the elevator to the twenty-fourth floor. You will need to hold a key against the pad in the elevator.” Ashley replied.
We thanked her and moved towards it.
The elevator doors opened. The space was large and had a black satin covered ceiling dotted with silver stars, like a beautiful night sky. I pressed the button for the twenty-fourth floor.
“I’m so excited I could piss my pants.” Kayla squealed in delight.
I wished I felt the same. Instead I felt a sense of trepidation, like everyone here was going to be from money and we were going to look like fish out of water.
We walked across the lobby. The floor had the same pattern, black with silver stars, and doormen greeted us in front of two huge silver double doors. We had to remove our chains so they could hold the keys up to a screen.
“First time?” One of the doormen asked. I assumed it showed up on his screen.
“Yes.”
“Enjoy, and don’t leave before midnight.” I swore I saw a hint of a smirk at the edge of his mouth.
As we walked through the doors we gasped. The splendour of the place was incredible. There were bars at each edge of the room. A large dancefloor was in the centre of the room and there was a stage at one end where bands must play. Each black gloss table had a silver star in the centre of it. The place was buzzing. Bottles of expensive champagne and wine were everywhere. All the men were in black tie and all the women dressed in the latest hot designers. I felt shabby in my silver dress. It looked good enough but these women would know I wasn’t dressed in designer clothes.
We headed to the bar where we both asked for a glass of white wine.
The barman--who Kayla was already flirting with--tilted his head at us. “First time here?”
“Yes,” I stated, quite abruptly. “Is it really that obvious?”
He smiled, “Yes, because you asked for white wine when you have a silver key. No one likes asking for champagne on their first visit.”
“I can’t afford champagne.” I told him. “I don’t know if I’ll be able to afford the wine yet.”
Now the bartender’s face was marred with confusion. “You have a silver key membership. All drinks are included.”
“Whoop,” Kayla hollered. “In that case we’ll have a bottle of Moet and two glasses, darling.”
“Kayla!”
“What?” She gave a faux look of guilt. “We’re here to enjoy ourselves. By the way have you seen stud muffin yet?”
“No.” I had looked for H ever since we walked in the building, but he didn’t seem to be here. I
couldn’t help but feel a little disappointed, but it was time to drink, dance and enjoy ourselves as this membership was probably a one-time only thing and we needed a night to remember.
**
A siren went off at ten minutes to midnight and made us jump. The other members wore faces filled with emotions like trepidation and excitement. They passed knowing smiles and looks amongst each other. Kayla and I were totally confused. The atmosphere in the place had changed. Something was about to happen and I guessed that the siren was the precursor.
An older gentleman with salt and pepper hair climbed the stairs to the stage and switched on the microphone. People started to move closer to him, standing on the dancefloor.
“What’s happening?” Kayla asked.
I shrugged not knowing myself. “Maybe there’s a band coming on.”
The man spoke into the microphone. “Good evening ladies and gentlemen. It’s now time for the auction. Please welcome onto the stage William and Jesse.”
“Auction?” I whispered at Kayla. “God damn rich people. Bet they’re selling paintings or jewellery.”
But when William and Jesse walked onto the stage I realised I couldn’t have been more wrong…
Chapter 5
Tiffany
They were naked. Completely and utterly stark naked. Kayla almost choked on her drink. William was short and muscular with sleeves of tattoos and a buzz cut. His dick was soft. It looked average sized but quite thick. Jesse was tall and leaner, though still ripped. His cock stood erect at about eight inches and appeared to have a small bend to it. They stood either side of the suited gentleman, who didn’t blink at the fact he was flanked by two naked men.
“Please gather your paddles. The auction is about to commence.”
I realised that some people had paddles in their hands. They were silver stars on a stick with numbers across the star.
“What the hell is going on?” I asked Kayla.
“Fucked if I know. How do I get one of those paddle things? I want to bid.”
We watched spellbound as people bidded on the men until a woman won the auction with a bid of twenty thousand dollars.
“Thank you.” The man said on the microphone. “The rooms will now open and the main act will be on stage at one am.”
“Well, well, well,” Kayla said with a smirk on her face. “Looks like your Mr. Carter owns a sex club.”
The lights came up and doormen opened several doors around the room. The doors had looked like the rest of the panelling on the walls which is why we hadn’t noticed them before. People started to disappear through the doors.
“Oh my God.” I said.
Kayla laughed. “I was so not expecting this. Shall we go look?”
“No.” I clutched her arm. “What if they want us to join in? We don’t know the rules here.”
She sighed. “Yeah you’re right. Let’s get another bottle of champagne and get ready for the main act at one.”
A curtain had been drawn across the stage. At ten to one the siren had gone off again and some people made their way back from the rooms into the main bar area. It didn’t take a genius to figure out that the messed up hair, reddened faces and dishevelled clothes meant that they had more than likely just fucked or at least screwed around. At one am some soft music began to play and the curtain drew back to reveal a bed.
The woman who had won the auction, a slim woman who looked in her mid-forties, was lying on the bed. She was, like the men before her, completely naked. Her pert breasts were small and she was displaying a completely shaved pussy. She was propped up on a pillow and pretending to read a book.
The music stopped and William and Jesse walked onto the stage.
William took the book from the woman’s hand and placed it on the floor. Then he took the hand that had clutched the book and placed it on his cock. She stroked it until it grew. Jesse had been sitting at the end of the bed. He walked over, stood beside William, and getting the woman to sit up and perch on the side of the bed he took her other hand and placed it on his cock.
I couldn’t believe my eyes.
And for once in her life I think Kayla was speechless too.
The woman pumped both cocks at the same time, looking to the guys for direction. They got her to lie back on the bed with her legs slightly apart. William sat at her head and made her take his cock in her mouth while Jesse held her ankles and plunged his mouth onto her clit. I watched as the woman bucked up off the bed in pleasure. As the cock left her mouth loud moans began to escape from her. After coming through tongue fucking, she was positioned on her knees on the bed. Jesse got behind her and unravelling a condom onto his cock. He held her by the hips and pushed his hard cock into her pussy. She screamed with pleasure. At the front of her, William sucked on one breast, then another, while his fingers played with her clit. The woman’s head was back, lips apart and she was moaning and wailing like a teenage girl.
“This is so fucking hot.” Kayla said, licking her lips.
To be honest I had been so engrossed I had forgotten she was there.
Both guys took turns fucking her and the performance ended with her swallowing Jesse’s cum while William sprayed his across her tits.
The curtains closed and the audience broke into an ecstatic applause.
Coming back to my surroundings, I realised that I was soaking wet. Soaking wet and wearing no panties. I excused myself to go to the bathroom.
“There’ll be more than you in there playing with yourself.” Kayla said laughing.
“I’m not going to do that. Jesus girl. I need a pee.” I told her.
She took a sip of her champagne and winked at me.
As I made my way over to the bathroom my phone vibrated in my purse. I picked it up but waited until I had the light from the bathroom to help me read the message.
Mr. Carter: So, is the thought of two men still offensive to you now?
Oh my God! He must be here!
I texted him back.
Tiffany: I guess that’s for me to know and you to find out. But it’s way past my bedtime now and I’m leaving. Thank you for my key.
A moment later another beep indicated another text message.
Mr. Carter: Well you gave me a brand new key today, it seemed only fair to return the favour. By the way, that’s a lifetime membership at the highest level for you and your friend. Let me know if Haley wishes to join.
Jesus. He knew the names of my friends. What else did he know about me?
I sat on the toilet seat and changed his name on my phone over to H. It fit better. After today’s events I don’t think the formality of Mr. Carter suited anymore.
Leaving the bathroom I grabbed Kayla and we called it a night, accepting H’s transport to take us home.
**
I got in bed but I couldn’t sleep. Thoughts of the day and the night whirled around my mind. When H had mentioned two men I had been appalled and yet watching that woman tonight on the stage, I couldn’t deny that I had been completely turned on. I pictured how one had fucked her pussy while another fucked her mouth. I assumed she wasn’t into anal as they hadn’t fucked her ass and pussy together. Between my legs I started to feel wet with my daydreaming (or should that be nightdreaming?) and I grabbed one of my breasts as I remembered how one of the guys had took her breast in his mouth. In my imagination the scene changed to me lying on that bed and the man sucking on my breasts became H. Where the woman’s breasts had been small and pert, H grabbed mine roughly, pushing and pulling on them and biting on my nipples. I pinched my nipples as I imagined his bite, remembering that one of my breasts had a love-bite on it from earlier that day.
Dream H moved his fingers down my body and trailed his middle finger to plunge in my wet pussy. I drenched his finger with my juices and moaned. Coming back to myself I blushed as I realized I was in my room. I figured Kayla would be fast asleep by now and Haley was asleep in her room when we got back, but I didn’t want anyone hearing my moans and masturbation. I
closed my eyes, mindful to keep as quiet as I could and I plunged my fingers back into myself pretending it was H. My fingers just weren’t enough for this fantasy. I switched on my bedside light and opened one of the drawers in my nightstand I took out my dildo. It was purple and a close match to a real penis, although harder. It was seven inches so nowhere near H’s massive cock but it would do. I made a mental note to go to a sex store and buy a larger one. He had spoilt me with his large cock--average sized vibrators and dildos were not going to cut it now!
I turned off the light and got back under my duvet. With the dildo in my hand I let my mind take me back to where I had left my fantasy. Now H was asking me to take his cock in my mouth. I shoved the dildo between my lips and tongued it, pretending he was begging me to fuck it. To get my fantasy to play out as the woman’s scene had however I needed another man. I had not found Jesse or William very attractive so I didn’t want them in my dream. I tried to imagine a mystery man but my thoughts wouldn’t play ball. Then he snuck in--Brandon. I felt my cheeks flush as thoughts of him joining us came into my mind and wouldn’t leave. In my mind Brandon had appeared from the edge of the room. He stalked over to me. He was dressed in a tee shirt and board shorts. His huge dick tented in his shorts. He came up to me and demanded that I pull them down. As I did his cock sprang next to my face. He looked at H and communicating with their eyes, H removed his cock from my mouth and Brandon thrust his in.
“Suck me hard, bitch.”
In reality, in my room, I felt my cum run down my leg I was so turned on.
H moved himself between my legs and growled, “I’m going to fuck your pussy, while Brandon fucks your mouth and you’re going to love it.”
I removed the dildo from my mouth and positioned it at my entrance. Oh how I wished I had two dildos! I pistoned three fingers of my left hand and stuck them in my mouth, while I held my dildo at the entrance of my cunt. Then I shoved the dildo hard inside myself, thrusting it in and out. It was hard to coordinate but I tried to thrust my fingers in my mouth at the same time, imagining that both Brandon and H were fucking each hole at once. I came hard and I couldn’t help but let out a cry as my body bucked. My orgasm had shaken my body, the force of it so intense. I had never come like that alone before. What had H unleashed in me? I laid back, the dildo abandoned at the side of me. Aftershocks shook my body and my heart thudded in my chest. I felt dizzy; that’s how hard my orgasm had taken me. When I calmed down I put my fingers to my pussy. I was soaked and used my shorts to mop between my legs. Then another thought came to me. I gathered some of the wetness from between my legs and smeared it over and in my asshole. Then I grabbed the dildo and nudged it at my entrance. I was an anal sex virgin and other than a past boyfriend sticking a digit in it once or twice, nothing had breached my puckered hole. Relaxing, I nudged the dildo letting it push in a little, but it was no good. Though I was intrigued, my ass wasn’t playing along. It stayed tight and unyielding. I could feel my eyes start to close so I gave up and let sleep overtake my body. My alarm was set for six-thirty and it was four am now. I was sure going to need that coffee in a couple of hours, but with a last sigh, I decided it had been totally worth it.
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