by Lisa G Riley
Oh boy. Shaun was making it so difficult for her to say no. Yes, they had a strong sexual attraction but that was all there was between them. What would happen after the sex wore off? She already knew the answer to that question. He would break her heart just like Cedric had.
Needing to put some distance between them, Simone finally slid off the desk. “Fine,” she said between breaths. She was just going to have to show him. “You think you want me, yet you don’t know anything about me. So why don’t we find out what’s what? Let’s go out tomorrow night. My pick.”
“You’re on,” he said with a lopsided grin.
4
Shaun pulled into the parking lot and glanced up at the flashing neon sign. EXXXTASY. No way. Their first date and Simone had taken him to a strip club.
Giggling, Simone climbed out of his Lexus. She was getting a kick out of coming here. I can tell, he thought with a deep, uneasy breath. Watching a bunch of sweaty, naked women dance across a stage had never been his thing, but if a strip club was what Simone wanted, then a strip club was what she would get. After all, he had agreed to let her pick the place.
Shaun turned the car off and got out just as she was coming around to her side.
“Come on, slowpoke,” she said, voice bubbling with energy. “Tonight’s swingers’ night.”
Was that bit of information supposed to have made a difference? Leaning against the hood of his car, he watched Simone sway toward the door. When she realized he wasn’t following, she paused midstride and looked back at him. “Don’t tell me you’re scared.”
His eyes lowered to the T-shirt that strained against her round breasts and left her midriff open for the appreciative eye. He knew for certain she was not wearing a bra because her chocolate nipples were hard and visible. The short blue jean skirt she wore barely covered her assets and showed long, shapely caramel legs that traveled all the way down to a pair of red stilettos. She looked sexy as hell and knew it. In that outfit she could have easily climbed onto any stage and…No, that couldn’t be the case. Simone wasn’t a stripper. She had too much class.
Swinger? He swallowed a heavy lump in his throat. She didn’t honestly expect him to fuck some stranger, or even worse, sit back and let some man slide his dick inside her while he watched. Studying Simone’s face, he noticed the devious smirk. She was trying to intimidate the hell out of him. He chuckled inwardly. Well, she was in for a surprise because that was not going to happen.
“If you’re scared, we don’t have to go in,” he heard her say.
Shaun swiftly moved over to where she was standing, leaned forward and kissed her neck. “I’m not scared of anything.”
“Good,” she purred. “Then step into my world.”
He followed the sway of her big spankable ass toward the door. Together they stepped inside and his eyes immediately traveled around the large nightclub. Topless women were on platform stages, dancing suggestively. Below, couples were bumping and grinding on the dance floor. As they maneuvered their way through the thick crowd, Shaun couldn’t believe what he saw. Without ceremony, a man bent a woman over the banister, surrounding the dance floor, and after lifting her skirt, thrust his meat inside of her. Another woman had a man pumping her from behind while at the same moment she took another man’s dick into her mouth. To his right, two women were eating each other out. Others were in corners fucking. Lesbians, bisexual and even married couples thronged the club. Moans and cries echoes around him and the distinct scent of sex filled the air. Watching the group stroking and licking each other to orgasms, he realized this place was one big orgy.
Simone moved across the room, waving and saying hello. A few even called her personally by name. What the hell…he’d been to strip clubs before but never anything like this. And definitely not one where anyone knew him by name.
“Are you a regular?” he finally asked over the loud pop music blaring from a nearby speaker.
Simone gave him a wicked smile and nodded. Before he could ask her if she ever participated, she took him by the hand and led him over to the bar where a topless waitress with round pink nipples brought them both a Corona with lime.
“You want to dance?” Simone asked him, after she lifted the waitress’s skirt and slipped three dollars in her G-string.
Shaun brought the bottle to his lips, then gazed over at the crowd of half-naked people dancing and doing each other, and shook his head.
“Then have a seat and watch the show,” she cooed.
Carrying both bottles, Shaun found an empty table close to the dance floor and took a seat. He watched as Simone rolled her hips to the beat of the music. Her moves were sexy and seductive and he couldn’t take his eyes off of her. Leaning back in his chair, he sipped his beer, and watched the show, getting even more turned on by the minute.
Simone gave him a come-fuck-me look as she caressed her body, sliding her hands down across her breasts to her belly button and hips. She was definitely enticing. Turning her back to him, she bent over and touched her knees while bobbing her round ass. Her hands slowly came around to lift the back of her skirt and Shaun almost came out the chair when he noticed her bare ass in a red thong. Holy shit! He was tempted to move onto the dance floor and show her exactly where she could back that thing up, but decided to hold his horses and enjoy some more of the show.
Two gorgeous blondes swayed over to where Simone was dancing and made a sandwich. One in the front. The other in the back. They rocked their hips and rubbed on each other. The blonde from behind ran a hand down Simone’s belly. The other’s mouth hovered naughtily behind her ear. The entire time Simone kept her eyes fixed on his face, gauging his reaction. Oh boy, he was definitely reacting. His dick had sprung to life. Watching the three of them together was better than a damn video.
“Take your shirt off!” Shaun yelled across the stage.
Simone took her time toying with her T-shirt, then slowly lifted the material just long enough for him to see she wasn’t wearing a bra. His mouth hung open at the sight of her succulent breasts. They were full. Ripe. Dark chocolate nipples sitting high. They were beautiful and belonged in his mouth.
As if the blonde in front had read his mind, she lifted the shirt over Simone’s head and tossed it over onto his lap. Shaun caught it without his eyes leaving the trio. When he had asked her to take off her shirt, he never expected her to go through with it. Damn, he was turned on by her bold behavior. It turned him on even more knowing she had a naughty side.
The blonde in front reached up and cupped Simone’s breast. She rolled the nipple between her fingers, tweaking it until Simone’s eyelids fluttered shut with pleasure. The other woman moved around and took a nipple in her mouth. Simone tossed her head back in heaven. Shaun gripped the edge of the chair and had to force himself to sit still. He released a low groan of appreciation. He wanted those big sweet breasts over here where he could touch them.
Taste them.
He unzipped his fly and freed his dick through the opening in his boxers and began to stroke it. Simone’s eyes were fixed on him again. When she noticed what he was doing, a wicked smiled curled her succulent lips.
Being here, watching the three of them, was so un-fucking-believable. It reminded him of his wild high school days and ménage à trois fantasies. But now he couldn’t dream of sharing his woman with anyone. Man or woman.
“Come here,” he demanded while still holding his dick firmly in his hand. He wanted her on his lap, straddling him.
After saying goodbye to the two blondes, Simone swayed her hips in his direction and stopped barely a foot in front of him. “What can I do for you, boo?”
Shaun was so hard, he was ready to explode, but he would allow the moment to build a little longer before he’d plunged into her deep, warm pussy. Gazing up hungrily at her breasts, he shifted uncomfortably on the chair, and wonderful how far she was willing to go. “For starters, how about a lap dance?” he said.
“Coming right up.”
Slowly, s
he swayed her hips in front of him while squeezing her breasts together. His breathing quickened as his eyes traveled from her face down to the stilettos that made her legs look a mile long. He released his dick and it stood up straight. Glancing up, he found Simone staring down at his meat while running her tongue slowly across her bottom lip. His dick pulsed. He had never been so sexually excited in his life.
Simone straddled him. She slid her way down his body and glided her bare breasts across his chest in a tortuously slow motion that was killing him softly. At the same time, her tongue trailed along his face.
Damn, she had skills. The look in her eyes said she knew what she was doing. She rocked against him. Her breasts bounced with every move and Shaun had to clench his teeth. Her big ass was doing wicked things against his groin. It had been too long. His balls were swollen, begging for release.
In time with a slow jam, Simone rocked against his erection. Her breasts were only inches from his face. Leaning forward, Shaun drew a dark nipple into his mouth, then suckled hungrily. She moaned. Oh, man, they tasted as good as they looked. He gently bit down and she arched her back and leaned closer. Finally, he moved to the other breast and nibbled some more while Simone rubbed her pussy against his rock-hard dick. Her seductive lap dance was driving him crazy.
“Take off your skirt,” he said as he struggled for air.
Simone rose, lowered the zipper and allowed the skirt to hit the floor, then kicked it away. Shaun gazed at the thong, which left very little to the imagination, and drew in a sharp intake of air.
“You like this?”
Her question inflamed him. His breath caught in his throat, cutting off his ability to think straight. “Like it? Hell, I love it.” He reached up and squeezed her breasts, one in each hand. “And I’m going to love something else even more.”
She gave a small laugh, then began dancing seductively again. His dick twitched, causing him to shift uncomfortably on the chair. She was doing an amazing job of teasing him. Hell, her moves were as good as any one of the strippers on the platform stage.
“You seem to be enjoying yourself. You been here before?”
Shaun shook his head. “Nope. But there’s a first time for everything. Although you could have danced for me at your place.”
Playfully, she wagged a finger, replying in a scolding voice, “Shame on you. The purpose of swinging is for us to meet other people.”
To hell with that idea. “The only person in this place I’m interested in is you. What about you? You swing before?”
While still gyrating her hips, she winked and said, “I’ll never tell.”
Leaning forward, Shaun pulled her closer and slid the thong down over her hips. She tried to stop him, but he brushed her hands aside. Soon she was naked. “Come here, babe. It’s been too long. I need to be inside you, now.”
Simone took his hand and led him over to a private booth at the corner of the room. He didn’t care who saw his dick hanging out of his pants because in a few minutes he was going to bury it inside her hot, wet pussy.
“Sit,” she ordered.
Obediently, he lowered onto the chair. He then tried to pull her down onto his lap, but she stopped him with a hand to his shoulder and a firm, “I’m running this.”
Simone let her hand drift down along his chest to the head of his dick, and he jerked under her touch. “Careful,” he warned. “Otherwise it’s going to be over before we get started.”
She smiled and slowly slid her thumb across the head again and released a little pre-cum. “Don’t worry, boo. I’ve got you covered.”
She gave him a firm squeeze and he came off the seat. When he thought he couldn’t take any more, she wrapped her fingers around his dick. He exhaled sharply. Oh, shit. He would explode with just the right touch.
“How long has it been?” she asked.
“Too long.”
He raised his hips off the chair and Simone slid his pants down to his knees. His boxers went along with them, and every muscle in his body went rigid. “Take your shirt off,” she said. He grabbed the T-shirt, pulled it over his head, and sent it flying. Where? He didn’t care. When he tried to reach for her, she caught his hands and placed them against the sides of the chair.
He shook his head. “Simone, you can’t expect me not to touch you.”
“Yes I can,” she whispered.
With a groan, he dropped his head back against the wall. He wasn’t in the mood for teasing. He was ready to fuck. His dick stood upright like a flagpole. When Simone finally touched him again, his hips bucked off the chair. He could anticipate what would happen next. She cradled the base of his dick and slid her fist from the bottom to the throbbing red tip. Shaun dipped his head back and groaned.
“Straddle me,” he commanded in a rough voice. But instead of granting his wish, Simone dropped to her knees in front of him. He spread his legs and she crawled closer with her gaze fixed on his pulsing dick. Her tongue slid over her bottom lip as if imagining how he would taste. His breath hissed through his teeth.
She took him in her hand again, her fingers teasing the tip, eliciting drops of pre-cum. His dick throbbed against her fingers and she continued to tease him. His need to be inside her was raging out of control. She gave him a smug half-smile, then slowly lowered her head. His hands left the chair and his fingers sank into her honey-brown curls, pushing her gently downward.
“I want to feel your lips wrapped around my dick.”
She dipped her head then glanced up at him, her eyes shining with passion. “I’ve been waiting all night to do this.” Before he could reply, she took him in her mouth. She teased the head, never taking in his fullness. Her tongue rolled around the tip, gathering droplets of pre-cum.
“Oh yeah. That’s it,” he said. It was even better than in his dreams.
She hesitated, then she let her tongue glide across his dick until she reached the head. She licked him, and he delved his hands into her hair. This was like a dream. Here he was in front of dozens of people, getting head from the most beautiful woman in the building.
His woman.
Simone opened her mouth and suckled up one side and then the other like he was a Popsicle on a hot summer afternoon.
“Damn, you got skills.” The pleasure was so intense. Both of his hands grabbed on to her hair, and he again came off the chair. He fought the urge to pump his hips skyward, driving himself even deeper into that luscious mouth. Cries of passion filled the room around him and all he cared about was the woman kneeling before him. He didn’t take his eyes off her. Finally when he didn’t think he could take a second more of the torture, Simone took him completely in her mouth to the back of her throat while her fingers squeezed his balls. Shaun had to hold on to the chair again to keep from collapsing from pleasure.
The sucking intensified. Up and down, then almost all the way out before she swallowed all of him again. Her head bobbed. His hips pumped. Having his dick sucked felt good, but he’d rather cum inside some hot pussy.
“Grab that condom out of my wallet.”
She released him and fumbled around in his pockets before finding the green foil wrapper. “Now what?” she asked, gazing up at him with innocent eyes.
“Slide it on.”
Simone tore open the package and Shaun ground his teeth and tried to restrain himself while she rolled it over his swollen dick. Once the condom was on, he reached down and pulled her onto the chair. She spread her legs wide to straddle his hips.
“Do you want me, Simone?” he asked.
“Yes,” she groaned. Her lips were moist. Her eyes glazed.
“How do you want me?”
“Inside me,” she whispered. “Deep inside me.”
Moving a hand between them, he slid a finger across her clit. “Here?”
“Oh yes! Right there,” she cried and rubbed her wet pussy against the palm of his hand.
“Tell me you never danced for another man like that,” Shaun growled as he lifted her hips and positio
ned her over him. “Tell me!”
“You were my first,” she panted.
No sooner than the words were out of her mouth, he plunged inside her.
“Shaun!” she gasped.
“I’m right here, baby.”
Her body clenched around him each time he drove upward. Her legs were spread wide to accommodate every throbbing inch. Leaning forward, he kissed her deeply. She pushed her fingers through his hair and fisted the thick dark strands. As he plunged, Shaun felt her juices coating him. She was so wet. The pressure inside him was nearly overwhelming.
Simone’s brown eyes were dazed with passion. “You feel soooooo good,” she panted. She took over and rode him with her heavy breasts jiggling. She caught the chair behind his head and pumped harder. All the time, he held her steady by her hips.
“Fuck!” he hissed. Thrusting upward, he met each stroke, loving the way she looked as she took him in her body. Shaun knew their lovemaking could be seen from around the room, but he didn’t give a damn. He was with Simone Thomas, and she was his.
While she rode faster, he reached down, slipped his thumb over her clit and rubbed. She screamed. Two more pushes, and her body quivered. Shaun met her eyes as he pounded inside her heat and took her over the edge. She cried out. Her pussy squeezed him tightly, and he called out her name as he came. With an expulsion of air, they collapsed in exhaustion on the chair. With a groan, Shaun waited for the room to stop spinning.
“Damn, baby,” he finally said. “Anytime you want to come back, just let me know.”
Simone laughed, then pulled back slightly and looked him in the eyes. “That wasn’t the reaction I had expected. I was trying to scare you away.”
“I know.” He then captured her lips in a passionate slow kiss.
An hour later, Shaun pulled in front of Simone’s condo and walked her to the door. As soon as the key was in the lock, she turned around.
