The Key Club

by Victoria Calaway

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  This work is entirely fiction and bears no resemblance whatsoever to any person or persons, now living or dead in content or cover art, nor to any actual place known, or is purely coincidental upon such an occurrence. This work is solely from the author’s vivid imagination.

  The Key Club

  By

  Victoria Calaway

  United States of America

  Chapter One Lina Sommerson moved into a new apartment complex, glad to be in a better area with less crime. Her new job as a legal secretary allowed her to afford the new place without a roommate, and she smiled as she retrieved the mail from her new mailbox. She’d only been in the apartment for three days and hadn’t expected mail so soon. One letter lay in the box, addressed to her, printed neatly by hand, with a return address of an apartment in the complex.

  Eagerly, she tore open the envelope, expecting a welcome letter, but was surprised to see an invitation instead.

  You are cordially invited to attend our Key Club Party, Friday evening, at 7:00 PM - Apartment C-12. Confidential. Come unaccompanied.

  A Key Club Party? What’s that? she wondered. She hoped that didn’t mean handing over her apartment keys to strangers, then shrugged off the notion. She would simply take some sort of old key and fake it. On her way back to her apartment, she located the apartment for the party, not far from her own, and decided to go to the party and get to know her neighbors, maybe make a friend or two. A party would be a fun way to break the ice, making her smile as she went in and lay the invitation on the counter in the kitchen.

  Friday after work, Lina took her time getting dressed, wearing a clingy silk dress, low cut to show cleavage, and short enough to show a little thigh. Her three-inch heels made her shapely legs look longer, giving her the desired effect. Perhaps she’d capture the attention of a sexy man who would ask her out.

  With her make-up perfect, her long brown hair in a French twist, and dainty gold jewelry, she stood back to look at her reflection in the mirror. She liked what she saw, reached over and grabbed a bottle of exotic perfume, and spritzed a little on. Ready at last, she went to the kitchen to retrieve the invitation, then went out the door.

  Lina saw people going into the apartment as she approached. Some couples, some alone in the mix, seeming to be as many men as women, causing her to become nervous.

  She rang the bell, and a young woman near her own age answered the door. Lina presented her invitation and introduced herself.

  “Come in! Grab a drink and make yourself comfortable. Almost everyone is here, so mingle and introduce yourself! I’m Barb,” the woman said.

  Lina walked in, found the bar, and requested white wine. She didn’t want to drink and get ditzy among people she didn’t know. She took a small sip of the wine, and walked around among people, smiling a hello now and then.

  A few moments later, Barb roamed around with a large silver bowl, holding it out to the men. They dropped keys into the bowl. At first, Lina was going to get out the key she had brought, but Barb passed her by, and Lina finally noticed it was only the men dropping in keys.

  Puzzled, she watched as Barb finished collecting keys, then she went to the bar and set the bowl down.

  “OK, everybody!” she shouted to get everyone’s attention. “Who wants to go first?”

  Lina, not sure what the rules were, kept quiet. A striking blonde swished her shapely butt as she raised her hand and moved forward. The men whooped and whistled. The blonde closed her eyes, reached into the bowl, and pulled out a set of keys. She held them into the air for all to see, and a man stepped forward, looking all too happy and eager. He wrapped his arms around the blonde, and they went out the front door.

  Lina blinked stupidly, her lips pursed. What are they doing? she wondered, and watched as another woman went forward and drew a set of keys from the bowl. A man moved through the maze, gave the woman a passionate kiss, then they, too, left.

  Assuming this must be some kind of dating club, where a woman would go out with the man whose keys she pulled from the bowl, she found it fascinating to watch.

  “Lina is a newcomer to our little get-together, so let’s have her come up next!” Barb called out.

  Very unsure, and feeling embarrassingly put on the spot, she reluctantly moved forward and heard some wolf whistles, some appreciative groans, and a few whoops, causing her face to go scarlet. She made it to the bar, looked at the jumble of keys, and reached in.

  Holding her hand up, she revealed a set of three keys on a ring and a small flat penlight. Several men groaned in obvious disappointment, but a man made his way through the maze of people, his dark eyes locked on her.

  Lina had never seen such an intense look on a man’s face as she saw on his. His hair was long and wavy, hanging about his shoulders, and he had a neatly trimmed beard and mustache that was very appealing on him. He was tall, over six feet, muscular, and moved with an air of confidence that mesmerized her.

  When he reached her at the bar, he took his keys, then wrapped an arm about her waist and pulled her to him. The next moment, his lips claimed hers, and Lina couldn’t move. So enraptured by the warm, sensual kiss, even breathing became difficult.

  Lina thought the kiss ended all too soon. Before she realized it, they were going out the door.

  “Where’s your apartment?” he asked.

  Lina looked up at him, meeting those hypnotizing dark eyes, his deep voice sending a delightful shiver down her spine. Without thinking, she pointed across the parking lot.

  With his arm around her, they walked over, and Lina fumbled in her purse for the keys. When she found them, he took them from her and opened the door.

  Immediately inside, he pulled her into his strong arms, his lips claimed hers, and Lina could not think to resist. She’d never met a man like him, and she sensed that he definitely wanted her. His tongue invaded her mouth, tasting, teasing, exploring, and Lina became lost. His hands moved over her, pulled her close, then cupped her breasts.

  Lina felt an ache between her legs, burning deep in her belly, and she knew she wanted him. Without reservation, she reached for the buttons of his shirt, and as she fumbled with them, he seemed impatient and jerked it off over his head. He then reached for the back zipper of her dress, slid it down, then pulled it off her shoulders. As it slid to the floor, he unsnapped her bra and let it fall. Lina stepped out of her heels and the dress, standing before him in only a tiny thong. He stood back to look at her.

  “You’re incredible,” he told her as his eyes moved over her. “Just beautiful.”

  Lina lowered her head to hide her embarrassment. She’d never had a man see her naked before, and to have a total stranger doing so in her apartment was a bit unsettling, yet exciting at the same time.

  Liking his muscular build, she told him just above a whisper, “You look awesome.”

  He lifted her chin so that she looked at him, then he lowered his head and kissed her. His arms went around her, and she was crushed against his chest. Feeling his chest hair against her nipples caused them to harden, and a small little sound escaped her.

  When he broke the kiss, it was to trail to her neck, where he gently nibbled her skin. Lina had a sharp intake of breath, and t
he heat between her legs became an inferno. She felt moisture, and as he moved down to take a nipple into his hot mouth, she knew there was no turning back. Whatever he wanted from her, she would give.

  He slid her tiny thong over her hips, then his lips moved down her flat stomach to her mound. Her clit protruded from the folds, and when his mouth closed over it, Lina’s legs almost buckled. She let out a small cry, and her hands went into his hair. His hands pushed her legs apart, then his thumbs parted her folds. He pressed his mouth to her, and sucked harder on her clit.

  Lina’s legs shook, and she wasn’t sure she could stand much longer. Her breathing came hard and ragged, and she was sure she’d faint if he continued. She thought he must have sensed her weakness, for he eased his mouth from her and straightened. He then scooped her into his arms.

  “Where’s the bedroom?”

  Breathless, she pointed the way, and then wrapped her arms about his neck as he carried her. He let her feet touch the floor by the bed, then he whipped back the comforter and top sheet. He then urged her onto the bed, and as she lay down, he stripped off the rest of his clothes.

  Lina gasped at the size of his cock. Although sexually innocent, she’d seen pictures, but never anything so huge. It looked at least a foot long, and as big around as her wrist. The head alone was tremendous, and she had sudden serious doubts she could take that into her.

  As he advanced toward her, Lina’s eyes were glued to his massive cock, and she scooted back on the bed in a defensive manner. She tore her eyes away and looked up at him.

  “I…I don’t even know who you are,” she said, her voice shaky.

  He stopped and sat on the bed facing her. “I’m Ryan Silver. I live in Apartment D-6. I’m single, a law enforcement officer, and I think you are by far the most beautiful woman I have ever seen.”

  Lina turned a delicate shade of pink. “I’m Lina Sommerson, single, a legal secretary, and I’ve never done this before. I didn’t realize what a key party was…”

  Ryan smiled. “The woman sleeps with the man whose keys she draws.”

  “I realize that now, but…” Her voice trailed, not sure she wanted him to know she was still a virgin, still naive about the world of men and sex.

  “You can change your mind, if you want. I’m not going to force you, but I have to admit, I would love to finish what we started.”

  Her face went scarlet. “No one ever did what you were doing.”

  Ryan put a finger under her chin, forcing her head up until she looked at him. He smiled warmly. “I’d very much like to continue. I can promise you that you won’t regret it.”

  Lina had no doubts of that, just from what little she’d experienced with him already. She had the distinct notion that he could and would ruin it for any other man.

  Having wanted a husband for her first and only lover seemed like a silly notion now, especially in this day and age, and knowing a small taste of the excitement that awaited her, she finally nodded.

  Ryan leaned forward and captured her lips with his own, and as his hands moved to cup her breasts, his fingers and thumbs tweaked her nipples. Lina moaned and arched toward him, and Ryan slid his arms around her to pull her down onto the bed. When her arms eased up his chest to circle about his neck, one hand slid low, down her back to her butt, then around to her flat stomach and to her soft mound.

  Lina automatically parted her legs, allowing him access to her most feminine places. She moaned when his finger slid inside her folds and rubbed her clit. Nothing could have prepared her for the sensations that coursed through her. Blood rushed through her veins, her heart doubled its pace, and all thoughts vanished. She arched her hips toward his hand, and when he slid a finger into her tight opening, a small cry escaped, captured by his mouth.

  For several long moments, his finger thrust in and out of her, rubbing her clit with each stroke. Lina’s arms slid around to his back and pulled him closer as her body arched.

  Ryan tore his lips from hers. “Ahh, Lina, you’re so responsive. I want you to cum for me.”

  Not sure what that meant, but sensing that it could only be a good thing with him, she moaned again as he kissed down her stomach. He removed his fingers from inside her. She became aware that he scooted down the bed, and when he pushed her legs wide, she had no thoughts of resistance.

  His hands smoothed up the insides of her thighs, then his fingers spread her folds. “Beautiful,” he breathed, his voice husky. Then his mouth clamped around her large clit, and he sucked it into his mouth, his tongue bathing over it.

  “Oooohhh,” Lina moaned, her fingers curling into the sheet. Her legs shook, and her hips came off the bed. “Please…”

  The tip of his tongue found the center bud, and he flicked over it in lightning fast strokes. He pushed up on her folds, exposing the bud from its hood, and then he sucked the little protrusion hard as his tongue vibrated it.

  Lina’s mind swirled with lust. Nothing mattered but the feel of Ryan’s mouth and tongue, and she didn’t want him to stop.

  Ryan knew she was close to an orgasm. Her legs shook, her hips writhed, and she whimpered almost non-stop.

  He inserted two fingers into her again, curled them upwards, and stroked in and out. Her clit swelled in his mouth, and he continued his onslaught.

  Lina was sure she would go mad. “Ryan…Ryan!” She felt something powerful happening, she couldn’t breathe, and then something inside her exploded, convulsed, bringing a hoarse, low scream from her. Juices spurted, captured by Ryan’s eager mouth.

  Shaking, limp, and breathless, Lina could not move. She felt Ryan move over her, position himself between her parted legs, and then he pushed the massive head of his cock into her wet opening.

  Lina cried out as pain shot through her. Ryan stopped, began massaging her clit as he gently rocked against her, then with one hard thrust, he buried his cock to the hilt inside her. He felt the tear, heard her scream as she buried her face into his shoulder, and her nails dug into his skin. She shook violently with shock.

  Ryan stopped, knowing he’d hurt her. “Lina…” His tone was incredulous. “I didn’t know…”

  Lina sobbed with the pain, her body shook, and she clutched Ryan to her, wanting him to comfort her in some way. He slid his arms under her and held her tightly, planting gentle kisses on her face. Too late now, all he could do was try to make it better. He hoped he hadn’t torn her too badly.

  When Lina relaxed a bit, her sobs lessening, Ryan lifted his head and looked down at her. “I didn’t mean to hurt you. I swear…I didn’t know.”

  “I know you didn’t,” she managed. “I should have told you.”

  “I’m so sorry I hurt you.” He kissed her face, then settled on her lips for a long moment. He reached between them and let his finger tickle her clit, and when Lina moaned and her body relaxed, he started to pull out of her.

  Her hands went to his hips and pulled him back to her. “Don’t stop,” she said softly,

  Ryan eased back into her, and as her fluids made him slick, he began a slow rhythm in and out of her. Gently, he made long, slow thrusts, and only when her breathing became ragged and uneven, did he quicken his thrusts.

  The pain became a pleasurable torture, which Lina could not seem to get enough of. She arched off the bed, meeting his thrusts, and soon, Ryan pounded against her, driving himself into her. Harder and faster he moved, and Lina thrashed her head, writhing beneath him, lost in a lust crazed state of mind.

  “I’m going to cum, Lina,” Ryan said on a ragged breath. “Cum with me, baby girl.”

  Lina felt that sensation building inside her again, and as she screamed his name, her body convulsed around him, her inner muscles tightened and milked his massive cock. Ryan slammed into her a final time, and exploded. He filled her with his hot cum, and Lina writhed and bucked beneath him.

  Chapter Two Finding himself coated with blood, Ryan scooped Lina into his arms and carried her to the bathroom. He turned on the shower, and took her with him
as he got in. Gently, he bathed her and then himself. He wrapped her in a towel, dried himself quickly, then carried her back to the bed. He spread her legs to see how much more blood there was. He wasn’t comfortable with the amount.

  “You need a doctor,” he told her, reaching for his clothes. “I’m taking you to the emergency room.”

  Shaking, Lina sat up, finally looking at him. “I’ll be okay. You don’t have to do that.”

  Continuing to get dressed, he looked at her. “You’re bleeding too much. I’d feel better if you were looked at. You might need stitches.”

  “You didn’t rape me,” she told him. “It’ll be okay.”

  He leaned over and put his face close to hers. “I might not have raped you, but I tore you up as if I did. I didn’t mean to, Lina. Let me make sure you’re all right.”

  Sensing she was not going to win, she nodded. She eased from the bed, then noticed the blood stains. She went to the dresser, found some underwear, then went to the bathroom, applied a pad, then came back to finish getting dressed. Nothing could be more embarrassing and humiliating as to have a man rush her over to the hospital after sex. When this was over, she never wanted to see him again.

  Thankfully, the emergency room wasn’t crowded, and they took her back to an exam room almost immediately. To her further embarrassment, Ryan went with her, even explained what happened, and took full blame. She felt guilty that he would take it upon himself, when she hadn’t said no in the first place.

  When the doctor came in, Ryan again explained, and Lina couldn’t look at either of them. The doctor asked Ryan to step out while he did his examination, and Lina closed her eyes, trying to think of something a lot more pleasant.

  “Miss Sommerson, if he raped you, we need to know,” the doctor told her. “He didn’t. I consented. He didn’t know I was a virgin, and I didn’t realize he was so big,” she confessed. “He didn’t mean to hurt me.”

  “All right.” He proceeded with the exam, careful not to hurt her any more than necessary. “You do have a tear that needs a few stitches. It won’t be comfortable.”