Skin Deep

by Alicia White

  “They’re staring because they’re jealous. You’re the most beautiful woman here,” Nicholas said, taking the lead. He started walking toward the entrance of the building.

  Damon took a deep breath and tried to prepare himself for the night. It didn’t matter though. He already knew a little bit about The Club. Now he just needed to see her reaction.

  Chapter 8

  Selene tightened her grip on both their arms. There was so much to see, and she felt a little scared as they walked in the building. They walked down a long, dark hallway to a check-in desk. The walls were painted black, and the lights were dim. There was a huge sitting area with overstuffed black, leather couches. They stood in a short line until it was their turn.

  “Mr. Elias, it’s nice to see you again. Are these your guests?” The woman at the front counter looked at her clipboard, highlighted their names, and looked back at them.

  “Yes. Thank you, Judy. This is Selene and Damon.” He made a quick introduction, and Selene could only nod her head and smile. She felt nervous and naughty, almost as if she was doing something she shouldn’t be doing.

  “Go on in and have some fun. There is a seminar starting in the main room.” She sent her a wicked smile and winked. “Everything anal.” Selene coughed and cleared her throat. What had she gotten herself into?

  “Sounds fun.” Nicholas laughed, and the three of them walked past the entryway and into a very large room.

  “This is the main room. How about a tour before we watch the seminar,” Nicholas said.

  “Sure. What do you think, Selene? Do you want to check this place out a little?” Damon looked at her. He always took the protector role whenever he was around, and she loved that about him.

  “Lead the way.” She had to admit that she was curious, especially after seeing the other people. Most of the men wore all black and most of the women wore close to nothing at all. She had heard this place was considered a BDSM club, and as she looked around more, she realized that rumor was true. They walked down some hallways and peeked into various rooms. There were cages, ropes, chains, medical exam tables, benches, chairs, sawhorses with padding, and so many more things that she had never seen before. Each room was a different theme, and some people were already playing with the equipment.

  Selene stopped dead in her tracks when they reached a room decked out in black and red. There was a woman standing in the middle of the room, naked. Her wrists were attached to chains that were bolted to the ceiling. She had her back to them and Selene swallowed, wondering if they should be watching the scene that played out. Her heart beat rapidly, and she wanted to look away, but she couldn’t.

  One man stood behind the woman, rubbing his hands up and down her back. Another man was kneeling in front of her. The woman moaned deep and tried to move her hips, but the man kneeling stopped her with a quick slap on her bottom. Selene knew what he was doing without having a front-row seat. The man that was at her back touched her once more then moved away from her. He walked to the wall and picked up some sort of tool.

  “It’s a flogger.” Nicholas’s words surprised her, and she jumped but stayed focused on the scene. She couldn’t leave. She was too excited. She needed to know what would happen next.

  The man walked back to the woman and ran the tail of the flogger down her back, letting her feel it on her skin. She shivered and moaned loudly, and Selene knew that she was scared. In fact, she wiggled around more. He started off slow and gently, hitting her back, her bottom, and the backs of her legs. The man that had been kneeling stood up and leaned his body against hers. He moved up and down her body, and Selene knew he was playing with her breasts and pussy. The flogging became harder, the sound echoing through the small room along with the woman’s groans of pleasure.

  “He’s not hurting her. It sounds loud, but he wouldn’t cause her pain,” Nicholas whispered in her ear. She turned her head and came face-to-face with him. She licked her lips, and he winked at her. He moved toward her slowly, giving her enough time to move her head. She didn’t, she craved his lips against hers. She moved the last millimeter, planting her lips against his. The kiss started out sweet, but soon she was moving, licking at his lips, begging more.

  Nicholas opened his mouth and swept his tongue into her mouth. He tasted good, like mint and coffee. He moved his leg in between hers, and she moved her hips, riding his large thigh. Her dress rode up, and she remembered she wasn’t wearing any panties. Her clit was rubbing against his pants, and she was soaking wet. She pulled back quickly and looked down, wondering for a minute if she left the evidence of her arousal on him.

  “Mmmm…you’re wet.” Nicholas growled and took possession of her mouth once more. She threw her arms around his shoulders, pulling him closer to her. She couldn’t get enough and moved her hips over his thigh. She was close, and the only thing she was focused on was the climax that loomed in the distance.

  Nicholas pulled away slowly, and she stared at him, wondering why he stopped. She was panting. “Not here, beautiful.” His words rushed her back to reality, and she moved back, straightening her dress before she looked around. Damon was leaning against the doorframe, half watching her and half watching the scene play out in the room. She was shocked by her behavior, had never even thought about what she was doing.

  Damon walked to her and pulled her into his arms. He must’ve noticed how horrible she felt. She didn’t deserve his compassion, not after what she had just done in the hallway. “It’s okay. There is nothing for you to be ashamed of,” he whispered to her, and she relaxed, enjoying his strong arms wrapped around her.

  “The seminar should be starting soon. Do you still want to go?” Nicholas asked, and she nodded against Damon’s chest. She couldn’t help her curiosity. A workshop dedicated to everything anal. What would that entail? She laughed a little to herself and dropped her arms, ready for her next adventure here at The Club.

  * * * *

  Nicholas was on cloud nine. Everything seemed to be falling into place perfectly. Damon made the offer to join him at The Club, and now they were all here together. He loved showing Selene around. Her facial expressions were easy to read, and he loved seeing things from her perspective. He had been a member since the beginning and was used to watching various scenes play out. Everything was so new to her, and when she stopped to watch the ménage couple play, he was overjoyed. Her eyes widened, her breath came out in little pants, and she squirmed around. He could tell she became more excited as the minutes ticked by.

  He didn’t want her to be scared, especially when the man with the flogger, Ian, started hitting his wife harder. Her response surprised him. She turned in his arms and rode his thigh. He could still see and smell her arousal on him. He loved being able to see the evidence on his pant leg. He hoped that everyone could see it as well.

  Selene gave him a bright smile, stood between both him and Damon, grabbed their arms and headed toward the main room. He knew the couple that was giving the seminar, and they had different classes every week to help show people the proper way to do things. There had been tons of amazing classes from spanking to flogging, and even a class for oral sex.

  They walked into the main room, and Selene stopped and looked at him, waiting for him to show them where to sit, to make a decision. She looked so innocent and sweet, and he couldn’t wait to show her more. He wanted this to turn into a relationship. He knew this was just the beginning, but he was going to be optimistic. The seats were filling up, and it was great to see all the other members. It was even better that he was finally here with Damon and Selene, instead of alone.

  His cousins smiled at him and waved them over. Nicholas headed toward them, excited to introduce Selene and to see her reaction. “Eli, Ashton, Blair…I’d like you to meet Selene and Damon.” He moved out of the way, ushering them forward so everyone could shake hands.

  “Blair…How did the news about the tattoo go over?” Selene asked, and Nicholas realized that the small setup was probably not the best
idea he’d ever had.

  Blair giggled and snuggled in between both his cousins. “They loved it. Thanks.”

  “These are the two husbands, huh?” He was surprised that Selene even asked. He sat down, as did Damon, and kept his eyes focused on her, wondering what might be said.

  “Yeah… These are my guys, Eli and Ashton. This is the amazing tattoo artist I told you about,” Blair said.

  “Blair was really excited when she got home. She’s not good at keeping secrets,” Eli added. The three of them laughed. It was nice seeing his cousins so happy, and instead of feeling jealous, he felt like he was going to get what he always wanted.

  “She didn’t complain once.” Selene smiled and moved to sit down as the lights dimmed and the presenters took the stage.

  “Hello, and welcome to another kinky night! I’m your fabulous hostess, Miss Andrea. We have a new seminar topic every week and tonight…everything anal. Tonight we have two wonderful demonstrators, since we want to give all the information we can for both men and women. I’m sure you think you know everything, but trust me when I say…you don’t shit.” The crowd started laughing, and Selene looked at him and made a face. He laughed harder.

  “That’s as good as the jokes get, folks. Thanks for laughing. Okay…without further delay, let me introduce you to our wonderful demonstrators.” Three people stepped out from around the black curtain, and Nicholas smiled, knowing who the demonstrators were.

  “I’m sure most of you know this ménage, Max, Steven, and Ellen,” Miss Andrea continued. “If everyone could wait until end to ask any questions that would be great. Here is Max.” She handed the microphone over to Max, and Nicholas sat back in his seat, ready for the seminar to begin.

  “There are three things every person should know about anal sex, and I’m going to share that information with you. One, lubrication, anticipation, and protection are all essential precursors to anal sex. Two, though it can feel great and a little naughty, anal can hurt and may be messy. Third, the most important tip for pleasurable anal is that all the partners are comfortable.” Max was always very vocal, so doing this seminar didn’t surprise Nicholas. He looked over at Selene and watched her squirm in her seat. He wondered what she was thinking.

  “I’m going to pass the microphone to my beautiful wife. She has a few things to add before the demonstration.” Max passed the microphone over to his wife, Ellen. Nicholas watched as both Max and Steven pulled open the black suede curtain. They rolled a tall table onto the stage and started setting up different items that they would need.

  “In my experience, unless it’s combined with clitoral stimulation, most girls don’t like it. Trust me, I’ve taken a survey. Men are lucky. They have a prostate that is pleasured. Women, we don’t have prostates, so there is no bonus. There is one thing that is good. We have nerve endings in our anus’s that are sensitive to the touch, so we can feel a sensation. Men also like the sensation. It’s a narrower channel for their cocks. They like being held tighter.” Ellen giggled and looked from Max to Steven. “My men also love being with me at the same time, which makes it tighter. I feel full, and it’s the best feeling as I’m sure most of you out in the audience already know.

  “Before the demonstration, which my men are both eager for…I have a few words of wisdom. Relax. Seriously…no clenching. You have to trust your men or man and relax. They need to loosen you up, literally. Just like your vagina, your anus needs some sweet pregaming before it’s ready to party. Your rectum can expand to accommodate a huge amount. Trust me, my men are huge. What needs to open up are your two sphincters, the internal one is located at the top of your rectum and the external one at the bottom. They’re the only parts that truly feel pain.

  “Bear in mind, as the penis enters, the internal sphincter contracts naturally. So, give yourself thirty seconds to a minute to ease in. You’ll know when you’re good to go because you’ll feel yourself start to relax back there. Do not start until you’re feeling cozy and your booty feels extra loosey-goosey. Your man should use lots of lube.”

  Ellen handed the mic off to Steven, and Max took her hand and helped her up on the table. The Club had always done some serious demonstrations and at times, he found himself squirming in his seat or even feeling a little embarrassed for watching an intimate situation. He had watched the three of them before, though. They loved being watched. It turned Ellen on more knowing that people were watching her with her men.

  “As you all know, we are going to do a demo. We are exhibitionists, so if anyone thinks they might feel uncomfortable, it’s okay with us if you leave.” Nicholas looked over at Selene and made eye contact with Damon. He shrugged his shoulders, unsure if he should take her hand and leave the main room or if he should just sit back and watch. He wrapped his arm around her shoulders and leaned in, “Are you okay with watching or would you like to leave? I can finish my tour.”

  Selene bit her lip and looked at him, she looked unsure, and the last thing he wanted to do was make her feel uncomfortable. “Let’s go,” he whispered and started to stand up. Selene surprised him. She pulled him back down into his chair and shook her head rapidly.

  “No. I don’t want to leave,” she said in a hushed tone. She held his hand tightly and turned her focus back to the stage.

  Max and Steven were both kissing Ellen, slowly removing her clothing. The lights went out, making the room black around the audience. The only lights on were on stage. The scene was very intimate, and Max, Steven, and Ellen didn’t even seem to notice that there was an audience. They were so focused on each other, and Nicholas realized that this was exactly what he always wanted. Selene was the right woman, and Damon was the perfect third, since he loved her as much as he did.

  * * * *

  Selene sat transfixed on the scene in front of her. She wasn’t sure what to do. Normally she would feel horrible for watching, but she couldn’t seem to look away. Nicholas had obviously seen her uneasiness and was giving her an out, but she realized that she didn’t want to leave.

  Ellen was on a table, and Selene wondered how uncomfortable she was on her hands and knees in front of a group of people. She knew that she would never be able to do anything like this. Max was standing behind her and Steven was standing in front of her. They were both rubbing their hands on her, kissing her, and she moaned softly. A spotlight turned on and Selene turned her attention toward a table that was covered in various toys, some she recognized and others she didn’t.

  Max moved to the table and picked up one of the plastic plugs and a tube of what she assumed was lube. He went back to the table, he leaned down, and started kissing and licking Ellen’s bottom. He used both hands to spread her cheeks a part and dove in, licking her hole. She spread her legs farther, giving him better access, and he moved his mouth down to her pussy.

  Selene sat straight in her chair, and she realized that one had gripped Nicholas and the other Damon. She looked down at her lap, admiring their strong hands compared to hers. The moaning escalated to begging, and Selene looked at Damon. He wasn’t watching the show on stage, instead he stared at her. Her lips felt dry, and she licked her lips. He took that as an invitation and moved in to kiss her. She tried to get closer to him and in doing so, let go of their hands. He pulled her into his lap and she pushed her tongue into his mouth. She grabbed his shirt collar and held him tight against her, not letting him pull away.

  Damon’s arms were banded tight around her waist, and she could feel another set of hands on her legs, stroking up her thigh, past her dress. “Let’s take her to another room.” She knew Nicholas was talking to Damon, so she enjoyed Damon’s tongue in her mouth, licking against hers. He tasted great, a mixture of mint and chocolate. Damon held her tight, and she felt him stand up. She threw her arms around her shoulders, afraid she might fall. They were both breathing heavily, and she could feel her blood pumping through her veins.

  She couldn’t think. She needed him, and she didn’t want to wait another minute.

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bsp; Chapter 9

  Damon pulled back. He was breathing hard. “Wrap your legs around my waist.” She did what he said immediately, and he gripped her ass. He walked faster, and she bounced against his hardening shaft. She moved her hips, wanting to rub against him, needing the friction on his cock. Her heart was pounding quickly in her chest as she moved against Damon. She was close. Her clit was tingling, and her climax was within reach.

  Selene heard a door shut and almost immediately felt her back hit something soft. She assumed it was a bed, moved her leg to plant them firmly on the mattress, and shifted her hips. Letting her pussy rub against the length of his pant-covered cock. Damon moved his lips down, kissing every exposed inch of skin on his way down.

  Once between her legs, he pressed his palms to her inner thighs and his tongue went right to work. She balled her fist, clenching the bed sheets. Damon blew a steady stream of hot air over her clit, flicking the hard button with a fluttering tongue. “Mmmm, you taste so good. You’re so hot and wet,” he whispered dragging his finger through her folds.

  “So good, Damon. Don’t stop.” She shifted, trying to shove her pussy into his mouth. Damon smacked her pussy repetitively.

  “Damon!” She cried out, moving under the sting. The slaps felt amazing, and her heart hammered in her chest. Her body burned, her pussy was on fire, and small tingles ran across her mound.

  Damon stopped, and Selene wanted to cry. He used one finger and slowly pumped it in and out of her pussy. “Who’s in charge?” She knew what he wanted to hear. He wanted to own her, to be charge of her.

  “You are. Damon, you’re in charge.” She moaned and shifted, rocking her hips up needing more than just his finger. Damon leaned down. He flicked her clit with his tongue and added another finger. He used his hand and slapped down on her mound a few more times. Her body jerked as his tongue and hand took her closer to orgasm.