by Tania Sparks
I slip my dress off my shoulders and let it slowly fall to the floor. I’m standing here wearing just stockings, a garter belt and my stilettos. I hear Cody take a deep inward breath as he realizes I didn’t wear any panties tonight, he rumbles, “You’re a very, very naughty girl Kitty.”
I start to step towards him, but he shakes his head in warning, “Nah, ah darlin’, to the table.” He lifts his chin towards the pool table, indicating for me to move in that direction rather than towards him. This game is hot and I’m loving the build up to what I’m absolutely sure will be a completely mind-blowing experience.
I turn my back and stroll casually towards the table. I can hear him following closely behind me. When I get to the table I turn around and rest my ass on the edge. Cody is now very close to me so I reach out to place my hand on his chest, but he takes a slow step backwards. He twirls his fingers in the air as he rumbles, “Turn around sweetheart.”
I turn around so that I am now facing the pool table; I place my hands on the velvet. I feel him step up behind me as he presses his body against mine. I can feel his muscled torso against my back but most of all I can feel his hard erection pressing into my lower back.
He clasps my left hand in his and secures it to the pool table with a leather strap that’s fastened to the edge. He then does the same to my other hand and pushes my body down so I’m resting my chest and face on the table. He leans over me so his body is pressed against mine. He pulls my hair way from my neck and kisses me gently then whispers, “Hell Kit, please tell me this is okay because you look so freaking hot.”
I whisper back, “This is perfect.”
I hear him mutter, “Thank Christ for that.”
He stands back up and steps away from me. The instant loss of contact makes me crave him even more. I rest my cheek on the velvet just as I feel his finger trace a long line right from my neck as he slowly traces it down my spine, between my shoulder blades and down my lower back until he reaches my ass. I think he’s going to stop but his finger continues right the way down and over my pussy until a single finger dips inside. I clench in pure yearning. A hear a low growl rumble in Cody’s chest before he removes his fingers completely. I plead, “Cody please.”
He replies simply, “Patience.”
His hands move back to my body as he gently massages my shoulders then moves his attention slowly down my back, softly rubbing my muscles and tracing my spine lower and lower. He massages and squeezes my ass cheeks and then his finger unexpectedly goes further and he slips a couple of fingers inside my pussy again. He moves slowly back and forth, stroking my inside walls. I clamp myself around his fingers as I try to pull him inside even further. I need more. Just when I think he’s going to give me exactly what my body is craving, he removes his fingers again and surprises me with a slap on my ass. It’s a reasonably hard slap and although it shocks me at first, as the adrenaline surges through my veins, I realize that it’s turned me on even more. My breathing has become more rapid and the sensations inside me are sending me into a frenzy of lust. Just as I decide that I really like this sensation, there’s another slap and a jolt of desire annihilates all my thoughts as pleasure pulsates over every inch of me. I can hear Cody breathing heavily behind me. This is obviously turning him on too.
The next sensation I feel is Cody rubbing me soothingly. He leans over me, his hot breath flowing over my neck and asks caringly, “Was that okay? I didn’t take this too far?”
I chuckle at his reluctance but reply, “No, that was good, really, really good. Who would know that a good slap on my ass could make me feel so freaking good.”
Cody chuckles and says, “I need to see your face and I need to see those amazing tits, how about we turn you over?”
He undoes the restraints on my wrists, and I’m quickly turned over and lifted so I’m lying completely on the top of the table. He once again secures my hands to the table with the leather restraints. Then to my surprise he walks away towards the bar which is located to the side of the pool table.
I watch him as he calmly pours himself some whisky into one of the crystal glasses. He picks it up and takes a sip then strolls back towards me. He places the glass down on the edge of the table. He then walks back to the bar and grabs the bottle of champagne. He strolls back to the pool table and places it on the table beside my hip.
He dips two fingers into the amber liquid and then holds it over my breasts allowing the warm whisky to drip over me. He dips his fingers back into the whisky and continues to drip the liquor all over my body while taking a few sips from the glass. I can smell the sweet alcohol surrounding me and although this feels really sensual, I need his hands on me. “Cody, please touch me.”
He just repeats the same word as before, “Patience.”
After a few more drips of the whisky are strategically dripped over me he starts to massage it into my skin. It feels nice. His hands slowly move over me, not leaving a single inch of skin untouched. His touch feels so good, I start to writhe on the table, wanting more, needing more. This temptation seems to be having the same effect on Cody as I hear a tortured rumble in his chest.
He then picks up the champagne bottle and holds the bottle up to his lips and drinks what must be at least a quarter of the bottle. He then holds the bottle above my body and lets it slowly trickle over me. The champagne is cold and is in stark contrast to the warm whisky. It causes my already hard nipples to harden even more. Cody places the bottle on the table and then leans down and licks the drips of champagne and whisky from my breasts.
His eyes are scorching with desire then he mutters the words, “Fuck it.” He picks up the bottle of champagne and proceeds to pour it freely all over my body. The next thing I know he’s crawling up onto the table between my legs. He pushes my thighs apart and settles himself between my knees. Then his mouth lowers to my pussy as he sucks and licks the champagne from me. We’re both moaning at the sensations. Cody groans, “Fuck you taste amazing.” His tongue dips inside me and I raise my hips to give him easier access. His hands are underneath me and are lifting me up so he can lick and suck me in the most intimate way. After a few minutes and nearly reaching orgasm a number of times Cody removes his mouth and replaces it with his fingers. It only takes a few pumps before my whole body explodes. All my thought processes disintegrate and I feel like I’m surrounded in nothing but electrical currents pulsating in waves over my body. They start at my core but radiate outwards so that even my fingers are tingling with pleasure.
I slowly start to come back to reality after my amazing orgasm when I notice that Cody is now standing beside the table and is undoing the restraints on one of my wrists. He walks around to the other side and undoes my other wrist. I feel boneless and completely satiated. Sensing my complete loss of ability to move, he lifts me off the table and carries me over to the sex swing. He tells me, “I know you’re completely exhausted, but if I put you in this chair, I can do all the work, all as you need to do is lie here.” He puts me down and ensures that I’m able to stand before he starts securing the straps around my body. He encourages me to lean back into the chair and my legs are immediately lifted from the ground. This feels surprisingly comfortable. I’m supported in all the right places. Cody tugs on a chain that’s hanging from the ceiling and I’m lifted higher away from the floor. I’m lifted until I’m at the exact height so that my pussy lines up at the right height so that when Cody is standing his cock could simply slide inside me.
But to my surprise instead of sinking himself into me he lowers his fingers and starts to rub my pussy slowly. Even though I have only just come, I can already feel the sensations building again. His fingers slip inside me and he starts to slowly stroke as I start to pulsate around him. The look on his face is one of admiration as he watches me take pleasure in his touch. His strokes become more rapid and I know I’m getting really, really close. Then his fingers are removed but he quickly repositions me so that he is standing between my legs, his hands are firmly grasping my
hips. He moves one of his hands and grasps his cock firmly, he adeptly rolls on a condom and after a few slow sensual strokes with his hand he lines himself up and pulls my hips towards him, thrusting himself inside me. We both growl in appreciation. Both of his hands clasp onto my hips and this feeling of weightlessness coupled with him plunging back and forth feels incredible. We both groan and moan uncontrollably as the sensations flood us. I climax slightly before Cody. Just as my climax is abating, he thrusts one more time and then holds himself still. I feel him explode as he pulsates and empties himself.
Once we’ve both finished he helps me to get out of the chair then we collapse onto the floor, limbs entangled and bodies satiated as we try to regain some vitality. After a few minutes I suggest, “Perhaps we should get up and get cleaned up, I’m sort of sticky.”
“I like you sticky.” He chuckles but then stands up and holds out his hand to pull me up. We walk across to a side door which hides a lavish bathroom. It is in complete contrast to the main room. This room is all white marble tiles, clean lines and polished chrome. Cody turns on the shower and the warm steam quickly fills the room. We both step inside. There’s some perfumed bath wash that we lather into each other’s skin. It smells like vanilla and makes me feel fresh and clean again. Once we’re washed we turn off the water and step out, using the fluffy white towels to dry ourselves. Cody leaves the bathroom and returns with our clothes which we slip back on. Once I’ve tidied myself up in the mirror, smoothed down my hair and have refreshed my lip gloss and mascara, we make our way out of the room, along the corridor and back into the club. As we pass the security guy Cody explains that we may have had a bit of an accident with the champagne on the pool table and to charge any clean-up costs to his bill. The security guy discretely nods his head and assures Cody that it will be no problem, that the charge for the room covers any clean-up required.
We stroll back to the VIP private booth. When we get there, with a big smile on her face Trixie asks coyly, “Where have you two been?” Before either of us can think up some lie to explain our absence for the last forty five minutes, Nikki interrupts us by holding up his hands and shrieking, “Fuck no, don’t say it, I really don’t want that image in my mind.”
We all laugh at Nikki’s reaction. Ash raises his eyebrows in question and Cody responds by holding up four fingers, indicating which room we used. Ash smiles knowingly and holds up his hand to give Cody a high five, which Cody happily slaps. I shake my head incredulously at their ability to over-share as I frown at Cody. He just grins at me cheekily and slaps me on the ass encouraging me to sit down, which I do so thankfully. In fact I’m actually feeling rather exhausted so I’m grateful for the seat.
After another hour or so of relaxing, drinking and watching the show, we all stumble out of the club and into the waiting limo. Hansen never showed back up so I guess he’ll be making his own way back to the hotel. The rest of us are all exhausted, we’ve drunk too much, had too much fun and now just want to crash. As soon as we get back to the hotel, there’s no more socializing as we all make our way straight to our bedrooms to sleep.
Chapter 13
The next week on tour is incredible. Cody and I are getting along exceptionally well, it’s like we’ve been together for much longer than we actually have, but I guess I have known him for most of my life. Our relationship feels comfortable but exhilarating at the same time. Of course the sex is mind-blowingly amazing. That chemical attraction that sizzles between us certainly makes for many blazing encounters between the sheets. In fact it’s not just between the sheets, the reality is that most times we have sex it’s anywhere but in a bed – it’s actually in bathrooms, against walls, bent over couches, in the back of the tour bus, squeezed together in a closet, in a hotel elevator and even once under the stage while the crew were doing sound check! Cody’s imagination and sex drive never ceases to astonish and excite me.
He’s also doing really well at spurning the attention he gets from the multitude of groupies. He simply doesn’t seem to be interested and I get the impression that he’s now finding their unrelenting interest rather annoying. He’s constantly being very attentive towards me. The best thing is that he doesn’t seem to mind at all, I’m pretty sure he’s enjoying my company as much as I’m enjoying his. I feel happy, at peace and contented. It’s a great sensation and I can’t keep the smile off my face.
All the Oblivion shows have been absolutely awesome and I’ve been enjoying myself so much. They’re incredible performers and every time I watch either one of their sound checks or one of their shows I feel elated and spend the whole time dancing and singing along. I’ve started to bring my trusty camera with me and I’ve managed to get some really cool shots of the guys in action. I especially like the ones I’ve got of Cody in the middle of his drum solo on his raised platform at the front of the stage. The look on his face is one of complete euphoria. It’s easy to capture his and the other guy’s enthusiasm and passion in a simple snapshot and I’m starting to build up quite a collection of really cool pictures.
It’s Sunday morning and we’re just about ready to ship out to the next city. Trixie left a little earlier this morning and has headed back home. She has a busy nightclub to manage back in LA and has reluctantly had to return to do some work.
We’re all lounging around the sitting area of the suite chatting and figuring out who has dibs on the back bedroom of the tour bus for this next stint. Because there are a number of couples nowadays, we have to take turns and we always make sure the bus is stocked with plenty of clean sheets!
We’re making plans for the next few days when Nikki’s mobile phone rings. He lifts it out of his pocket and looks at the screen. He smiles warmly and presses the button to answer the call, he cheerily rumbles, “Hey Dad, what’s up?”
Nikki frowns then stands up and moves a few steps away from us. He’s motionless as he listens concertedly to what Dad’s telling him, then the smile on his face suddenly evaporates and he turns as white as a ghost. He nods his head and listens intently with a very troubled look on his face. He growls, “We’re on our way. We’ll be there as quickly as we can get there Dad. Hang in there, we’ll see you soon.”
He presses the end call button on his phone, looks around the room anxiously and then announces in a croaky voice, “Sorry guys but Kitty and I have to go home. You’ll just have to carry on the tour without me.”
Everyone jumps up and gathers around Nikki, we’re all disturbed by his announcement and are wondering what the hell’s going on. He appears very solemn and doesn’t look well at all. In fact he looks positively nauseated. What Dad had said must be really, really bad. For Nikki to tell the guys to continue the tour without him, well that’s just absurd. Oblivion have never in their entire history performed without all of the guys being on stage together. And if both me and Nikki have to go home, Dad’s news must be family related. I’m really apprehensive about what’s going on, my heart’s hammering rapidly while I wait for Nikki to give us some more information.
“What are you talking about?” Hansen queries.
Nikki’s eyes start to swell with moisture as he gravely announces, “It’s Mom.”
He inhales deeply as he tries to control his emotions, but he’s shaking uncontrollably, “She’s been in a car accident and it doesn’t sound good…Fuck, she might not even make it. Kitty and I have to get back to Oklahoma, like now.”
I feel my knees collapse beneath me as I slump towards the ground. Cody catches me and supports me steadfastly in his arms. In this one instant, this one phone call, this one moment in time everything has instantly transformed from being perfect and happy to a situation where my whole world has shattered. Trepidation consumes every inch of me. Not Mom, surely this is a mistake! I can feel myself shaking and my breathing is panicked.
Nikki is just standing there, still in shock; his hands are draped at his side. His shoulders are hunched in grief. The room is silent as we all try to take in this devastating news.
He quickly grabs his phone and starts making some calls. Everyone else shuffles around frantically gathering their belongings. I’m in total shock, I can’t even move. Cody lifts me up, carries me to my room and places me gently down on our bed. He pats me affectionately on my shoulder, kisses the top of my head and calmly tells me, “Don’t worry Kitty sweetheart, you just sit here, I’ll pack up all your stuff. We’ll get through this, I’m sure your Mom will be okay. We just need to get back home and see for ourselves.”
Frantic organization ensues around me as everyone packs up their gear. Everything is whirling around in the background, but my head is in such a state that I can’t take anything in properly. It feels like I’m sleepwalking, not really taking part in what’s going on around me, just observing, day-dreaming my way through the minutes. I see the guys packing up all their stuff hurriedly and I hear Scott arguing with someone, it must be the band’s management company. He’s yelling angrily into the phone and hollers, “That’s not my fucking problem Bruce, that’s why we pay you the big bucks. You figure this shit out. Look, we’re all going back to Oklahoma whether you fucking like it or not. There is no show without us, so just sort it out, God damn it!”
