by Desiree Holt
“Too much for you?” Cody asked.
“N…no.” She gripped his leg with her thighs. “Not at all.”
“Good.” His voice dropped. “I want to follow your signals, Lanie. I want this to be more than one night at a party for us, so you just tell me if you don’t like something, okay?”
She could hardly believe what she was hearing. She searched his face for some kind of clue that it was all blue smoke, but the heat and desire in his eyes told her differently.
He lifted her up. “Come on, then. The next act will start in a minute.”
“Next act?”
“You’ll see.”
* * * *
Even in his most erotic dreams, Cody hadn’t imagined how good Lanie would feel in his hands. Her skin was like the finest silk, her pussy like wet, expensive satin. He’d told himself to go slowly easing her out of her clothes, but once he’d had her in his lap, he couldn’t wait to touch her naked flesh. He’d been as casual about it as he could, watching her reaction to what was taking place, looking for signals that she was turned off or uncomfortable.
His heart had kicked into overdrive and his cock had hardened like steel when he’d seen how fascinated she was. And when she didn’t object to anything he did, he had to beat back the urge to fuck her right there in the chair.
Oh, he was ready for her, already wearing a condom he’d rolled on before she arrived. But this wasn’t a woman he could rush. Or wanted to. The minute he slid his fingers inside her wet, tight cunt he’d known he was lost. Sex with her would be better than anything he’d ever experienced. If he made it that good for her, he could bind her to him, tempt her with sex to explore other facets of a relationship. Maybe even…
No! Don’t go there! At least not yet.
But however he dressed it up, he wanted this woman badly and not just for tonight. It would be up to him to convince her to take the chance.
He wondered how she’d react to the next activity she’d be watching. Turned off or turned on? Shucking his shorts and kicking them to the side, he took her hand and led her to the pool area.
Chapter Three
They were in Cody’s enormous pool. The familiar raucous music blared from the outdoor speakers and everyone—every single person—was completely naked. Somewhere between the house and the deck, Cody had stripped off his shorts. Now he stood behind Lanie in the shallow end of the pool, his large hands cupping her breasts and his thick erection prodding at her backside insistently. The orgasm on his lap, rather than relieving her, had aroused her even more. She leaned back against him, still amazed she was here. With him. And that he actually wanted to be with her.
It’s just one night. Don’t start pulling out all those romantic dreams.
Still, if tonight was her best chance to start something with him, she was definitely taking it. A shiver of anticipation skated through her.
Watching everyone, she felt as if she’d been dropped into the middle of an erotic house party. Oh, wait. That’s exactly what this was. Everywhere people engaged in various sexual activities, in couples or threesomes. But what really drew her attention was the scene in front of her on the pool deck. Two women were lying back on pool cushions, feet settled flat on the fabric and knees wide apart. A man stood before each woman, planted between her thighs, each holding a thick dildo over his head. Steve, apparently refreshed from his recent coupling, stood naked between them holding what looked like a timer over his head. His cock stood straight out like a lance ready to pierce a shield.
Lanie partially turned her head to look at Cody. “What’s going on?”
His laugh was soft and deep. “One of the regular contests we have each time. When everyone gets here they drop a hundred dollar bill into a bowl. Then they have three chances to win part of the prize money.”
Lanie wrinkled her forehead. “For what? What kind of contest?”
He nodded his head towards the end of the pool. “Just listen, Steve’s getting ready to make the announcement.”
“Okay, everyone,” Steve shouted. “Your attention, please. Our first contest tonight is called Race to the Orgasm, vibrator style. Our couples are Mark and Sheila and Hal and Brandy. Each man has a brand new vibrator. They will use only the toy—and I repeat, only the toy. The prize goes to the first man to bring his partner to orgasm.” Grinning, he added, “And of course, he splits it with the lucky woman. Everyone set? Okay? Here we go.”
He turned on the timer and the two men began using the vibrators on the women, each with his own style. Lanie stared at first one couple then the other. The sight caused tiny quivers in her vaginal walls, but she wondered…
“I don’t think I could do that,” she told Cody in a low voice. If he wanted everything from her, including that, better he find out now what she could and couldn’t do.
“Maybe not now,” he answered. “And maybe never. But that’s what’s great here. Everyone participates in what makes them feel good. Besides, I think I’ll have enough trouble sharing you when the time comes without putting you on a display I don’t control. I told you. I want more than this one night with you.”
Again his words sent shivers skittering over her spine, and her heart gave a little hitch.
Sliding her eyes back to the two couples, she watched as Mark immediately applied the vibrator to Sheila’s clit, moving it in a circular motion then slid it down to rim the opening to her vagina over and over again. When he dipped the end below to the very sensitive area leading to her anus Lanie saw Sheila’s hips jerk. Mark’s arm moved as he slid the vibrator up and down the area, then back to her slit and up to her clit again.
Hal went immediately for Brandy’s cunt, rimming the opening, then sliding the tip of the vibrator inside and inserting it in increments. Brandy’s hips thrust at him, a motion she kept repeating as if she were fucking the vibrator—which, Lanie figured, she actually was. Hal’s arm moved as he slid the vibrator in and out faster and faster. Apparently he knew exactly what his partner wanted.
People clapped and cheered, almost as if they were at a baseball game. Lanie had to stop herself from shouting as the images made her body quiver and her cunt pulse.
“Like watching that?” Cody whispered in her ear.
She could only nod, mesmerised by the sight and so aroused she was ready to reach between her legs and pull his cock into her. Nothing she had experienced, nothing she had ever read in her erotic romances, had ever made her as hot as she was now. As Mark went to work on Sheila’s clit again, Lanie rocked back and forth against Cody’s cock and his strong thighs. When his fingers rubbed and pinched her hardened nipples, she moaned as loudly as the women in the contest.
“Hold tight a minute, sugar,” Cody whispered in her ear, as he bent his knees and dropped lower in the water.
In a moment, his fingers were rubbing her labia then opening them and the head of his penis probed at her opening. She was startled to realise he was wearing a condom. When had he put it on?
“Before you even got here.” Again he read her thoughts. “I wanted to be ready for you. Push down, Lanie,” he murmured at her ear.
When she did, his cock slipped in. She was so slick with the juices of her arousal, that even with the latex covering him—and even as thick as he was—he seated himself to the hilt with no problem. He slipped his hands beneath her thighs, lifting her legs and supporting her weight, and stood up, holding her impaled on his shaft.
“Play with you clit,” he told her, “and keep watching. Come on, sugar. Make yourself feel good while I’m inside you. No one can see you in the water. Anyway, they’re all watching the show.”
Lanie felt the strength of Cody’s arms as he held her, his cock stretching her and completely filling her. Eyes drawn back to the couples on the deck, she dropped her hand between her legs and stroked her clit. Tiny spikes of pleasure lashed through her.
If the moans and screams she heard were any indication, both women were close to climax now. Hal was still fucking Brandy’s cunt wi
th the vibrator, and from the twitching of her body, Lanie figured he’d turned it on high. But then she heard, “Yes! Yes! Yes!” and saw Mark pull the cheeks of Sheila’s ass apart with the fingers of one hand and insert the vibrator with the other. He held it there as a loud scream rose from her throat and her hips hunched on the tiled deck like she was riding a wild horse.
“Done!” Steve yelled over the din.
Seconds later, Brandy followed with her own climax, but it was clear who the winners were.
“No fair,” Brandy called in a hoarse voice, when she could finally speak. Hal was still between her legs, lapping at her pussy. “Mark knows fucking her ass always gets her off.”
“Maybe Hal should have figured out what to do,” someone in the pool called.
“I was just getting ready,” he pouted. Then he laughed. “But wait until next time.”
The two men pulled the women into the pool, hugging them then planting open-mouthed kisses on them.
Lanie barely realised how fast her fingers were moving on her hot, swollen bud until the walls of her cunt fluttered and clenched around Cody’s cock. His hands tightened on her thighs and he pressed her tighter against his body. As the flutters turned into full blown spasms, he blew in her ear then licked it with the tip of his tongue. His muscular arms supported her as the small climax washed over her.
She was surprised when he lowered her back into the water and slid out of the tight grip of her vaginal walls. She turned to look at him.
“But you didn’t…”
“Not yet.” He winked. “I’m saving it for the right moment.”
“And what’s that?” she couldn’t help asking.
“That depends on you, sugar, and what you’re ready for.”
Not sure she was ready for further explanation, Lanie shifted her gaze back to the end of the pool. Sheila still sat on the pool deck, dangling her feet in the water while Mark toyed with her nipples. Brandy and Hal had moved to one of the lounges. She was curled up against him, spoon fashion, and from the movement of his hips, Lanie was sure he had his cock inside her and was slow-fucking her.
Where the two couples had been, two women knelt in front of two men, fingers wrapped around cocks that were sliding in and out of mouths. But something else had been added. Behind each man stood another man, his penis obviously buried in the front man’s ass, his hands gripping the man’s hips.
Cody slid his hands around to her breasts again, well aware of what she was looking at.
“This is a twofer,” he told her and laughed at her startled expression.
“A what?”
“Both men have to climax at the same time in order to win,” he explained. “Whichever pair gets off first wins that prize. But both men have to climax.”
“What about the women? It doesn’t seem fair that they don’t get anything out of it.”
Cody laughed, a rich deep sound. “Worried, are you? They get to put on a show while everyone else rests. They bring each other off orally.”
Another shiver raced over Lanie’s body. She was in the middle of an erotic soup, and it was coming to full boil. In her wildest dreams, she’d never imagined herself not only participating in anything like this but actually beginning to crave it.
“There’s a hot little body under that proper exterior, isn’t there?” Cody joked, and pinched her nipples.
”Mmm.” She leaned her head back against his chest. “I think you may be right.”
Is he right? My god, what’s happening to me? Is it just curiosity, or is there really a wanton hiding inside me? I’m enjoying it now, but how will I feel tomorrow?
Then she stopped thinking, as the threesomes on the deck moved in a perfected cadence, as if they’d done this many times.
And they probably have.
Lanie had never seen men fuck before. She’d never watched anyone fuck before, until tonight. When Cody explained what was happening, she was sure she’d be turned off, but instead she found herself wishing she was one of the women performing.
Behind her, Cody held her against his rock-hard body, his thick cock once against prodding the cleft of her buttocks. Her eyes glazed over as he massaged her nipples in cadence with the movement of the people in front of her. The men all had the same taut expression on their faces, cheekbones flushed, chests heaving as their breathing deepened. The women were fondling the men’s balls as they sucked harder and harder on the stiff penises. Lanie couldn’t see their faces, but the men looking down at them appeared to have their gazes locked on them.
“Would you like to do that, Lanie?” Cody asked in a husky voice. “Just like that?”
“I…I don’t know.” She hardly knew anything by this time. The feel of Cody’s cock probing her buttocks drove her wild.
“I don’t mean suck a stranger’s cock. I mean suck mine.” His fingers drew circles around her nipples, barely touching them and sending little jolts of electricity through them just the same. “Suck my cock.”
Oh, my god! Oh, my god!
“Yes.” She didn’t stammer this time. If someone had asked her this morning if she’d be having this conversation with Cody Hawkins, she would have told them they were out of their minds. Now her mouth craved the feel of his shaft sliding over her lips and into her mouth, down her throat, filling it with his hot semen.
She squeezed her thighs together in the water, the pulse in her vagina throbbing so hard she thought she might come just from the force of it.
One of Cody’s hands drifted from her breasts and slid along her hip to her ass, his fingers trailing into the tight cleft.
“What about this, Lanie? Would you like me to fuck your ass? I’ll bet it’s never been touched, has it?” He licked at the drops of water on her shoulder. “’Fess up, sugar.”
“No.” She licked her lips. “I mean, no, no one ever has. And I think maybe…maybe I would. I don’t know. Would it hurt?”
“Not if I did it right. But we can work up to it.” He paused. “One more question while we’re at it. Satisfy my curiosity. Have you ever wanted to be fucked by two men at the same time?”
Even in the water, her body turned hot all over. She’d just been reading about a ménage in the last book she’d reviewed, and she hadn’t been able to stop dreaming about it. But could she tell him that? She took so long to answer he chuckled, that warm deep sound.
“Never mind. That’s answer enough. Maybe we’ll tuck that away for a future time. Tonight, I’m going to take very good care of you, Lanie. Very good care.”
At that moment, two of the men in one threesome climaxed, hips jerking, heads thrown back, necks corded with tension. And Lanie wished Cody would get on with whatever he had planned.
Chapter Four
Half the people at the party were still in the pool area, the others drifting back inside to the huge great room. They were arranged in a variety of groups. Lanie had heard the doorbell ring two or three times in the past hour which meant more people had arrived. But it hadn’t taken them long to get into the swing of things. People she didn’t recognise were already in groups of three or more, taking their pleasure. One woman knelt over a male stretched out on his back, his cock buried in her pussy. Behind her, a man held her hips in a firm grasp and slowly worked his shaft in and out of her ass. A third man was on his knees behind the man on the floor, leaning forward so his dick could slide into the woman’s mouth. Her groans of pleasure could be heard all over the room.
Cody hadn’t put his shorts on when they came out of the water, just dried off both of them with big beach towels he’d plucked from a pile on a table. Lanie could hardly tear her eyes away from his magnificent cock, rising like a stone structure from the thick nest of curls at his groin. The head was a luscious purple, framed by a thick furl of skin, and a wide ropy vein wound around the shaft itself, pulsing as the blood flowed through it.
“Like the view?” Cody grinned, rubbing his chest with a towel then dropping it on a table. “Never mind. I can tell. I like that l
ook in your eyes, Lanie.”
Standing naked in this group of strangers, she had an automatic inclination to cover herself with her arms, but she made herself hold them at her sides. All the way in, she thought. I didn’t come here just to test the waters, did I? No. I’m either jumping in with both feet or going home. And home has no appeal right now. “What happens next?”
He took her arm and guided her into the living room and down a short hallway. “The way it usually works, whoever brought a guest gets to fuck them in front of the group, and anyone who wants to join in can do it. Kind of an initiation.”
“Oh.” She could barely get the word out.
“But I’m going to do things a little differently with you. My club, my rules.”
“What does that mean?”
They were at the end of the hallway. Cody opened a door and ushered her into a huge bedroom dominated by the largest bed she’d ever seen.
“That means that, tonight, I get to fuck you without an audience. That despite how much I told myself I was being stupid, I feel things for you that make me operate contrary to the rules.” He turned her to face him. “I guess this is where I take a chance on making a fool of myself and ask you if you feel something, too.”
She lifted her face so she could read his eyes. Encouraged by what she saw, she told him, “I can’t believe that someone like you—good looking, sexy, rich, someone who can have his pick of any woman in the world—would want someone as boring as me. As unsophisticated. Do I feel something?” She let out a slow breath. “You bet I do. But…” She bit her lower lip.
“But just like me, you don’t want to get your hand slapped.” He brushed a kiss over her forehead. “We aren’t so very different, Lanie. And while it will probably be a long time before I want to give up this club, I’m looking at my future, too. And the person I see in it is you. I’ve been watching you since that day we met at the real estate office. Couldn’t get you out of my mind. But I had to know if you could get past your inhibitions and share this life with me.”
