Choose Your Shot: An Interactive Erotic Adventure

by Christine d'Abo

  No, this wasn’t the time for life-altering decisions. Now was the time for pleasure.

  He reached up and grabbed her by the hips and began to thrust up in time with her body. Sure, it wasn’t exactly a submissive thing to do, but that was Adam. He was more interested in making her come any way he could. She knew without him saying. And those powerful thrusts put his body in contact with her clit on each move, driving her dangerously close to the edge.

  “You’re a naughty boy.” She chuckled. “You’re going to make me come.”

  “Please, Mistress. Please let me see you. You’re so beautiful and I want to see you come again.”

  “Since you’ve been such a good boy.” She closed her eyes and ignored everything except the need to chase her orgasm.

  Her pussy squeezed around his shaft and her nipples began to throb as her body inched closer to what she needed. It was too fast, and yet her release couldn’t get there fast enough. She ground down on him as hard as she could manage, until she knew she was close.

  “Suck my nipples.”

  He pulled his body up and captured her right nipple in his mouth as he pinched the left with his fingers. It was the push her body needed. One final thrust down and her orgasm exploded. She cried out, not caring who saw or heard her. The only thing that mattered was Adam and their mutual pleasure.

  Her body was still in the throes of being overrun with pleasure, when she forced her eyes open to look into his gaze. “Come for me.”

  His grip on her hips tightened and he began to fuck up into her hard. Within a matter of seconds, he cried out. His body shook as he pounded into her, a flush covering his face and chest. Finally, he collapsed against the floor, gasping.

  “Thank...you, Ma’am.”

  Tegan leaned down so her body rested against his chest. She knew his back and ass must be on fire after the abuse she’d given him, and yet he hadn’t said a word about it. Still, she needed to check him over and rub some cream into the skin to make sure there wasn’t any lasting damage.

  But first...

  She sat up and carefully got off his body. She made short work of the condom, using some baby wipes to clean up the come and lube from his cock. Helping him up, she guided him over to one of the couches along the perimeter. She helped him stretch out and set to work rubbing some cream into his back, taking time to caress the spaces that hadn’t been touched as well.

  “You did a number on me.” His voice had a dreamlike quality to it.

  Shit. It had been a while since she’d been in her Domme role. Maybe she’d pushed him harder than she thought. “Are you okay? I don’t think anything is going to leave a mark. A few welts on your ass.”

  He chuckled. “I’ll live. Besides, it was me who asked you for a second round.”

  “Yes, it was.” She needed to do this more often if she was that concerned about crossing a line. More practice would make things better for everyone. “I hope you won’t find it hard to sit down at work tomorrow.”

  “Are you kidding? I hope it hurts for days.” He smiled. “That way I’ll have pleasant memories to help get me through the week.”

  She kissed his forehead. “Good.”

  “I know we said we’d talk about this tomorrow, but I can’t remember the last time things felt this right with someone else.” Ignoring her protests, he sat up and took her hand. “Do you think you might be up for getting a coffee tonight?”

  Dammit, she wanted to say yes. But she knew things were moving too quickly, even for her impulsive nature.

  “I’m not saying we need to rush into things.” He pushed himself up and twisted around to meet her gaze evenly. “I think it might be worth discussing the possibility of us getting together again. Even if sex isn’t on the table. I feel this...connection with you. Like I know what you want and need. I’d like to see if there’s something to it.”

  She needed time to think this over. She’d come to Mavericks tonight looking for some fun and a bit of sexual release. And while she’d grown tired of being alone, of coming night after night to a club trying to find someone she connected with, she still hesitated. It would be nice to start something up with a man who not only got the whole BDSM thing, but was willing to let her play. But was he the right man?

  Adam sat up, ignoring her protests. “Look, I didn’t mean to freak you out. If you want to say no to coffee, I’m cool with that. But I hope you’ll say yes.”

  Tegan says good-night to Adam and goes upstairs.

  Tegan leaves with Adam.

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  “While the idea of visiting an actual dungeon is tempting, I’m curious to see how you were able to clean up the damage to the private rooms. That’s where most of the fire damage was, right?” Tegan put her hands on her hips and narrowed her gaze at Paul. “You didn’t change things too much, did you? ’Cause that would suck.”

  Paul laughed. “Of course not. I’m pretty sure Josh would fly back from Vancouver just to kick my ass if I screwed up his club in any permanent manner.”

  “Good.” She looked over to see a group of people going up the stairs. They were pressed together so tightly, nothing would have been able to get between them. “I think there might be some fun to be had up there, then. At the very least it’ll get me primed for going down to the dungeon later.”

  “Here’s the key that will get you past the club monitor at the top of the stairs. Take your time and have fun.” Paul hugged his wife to him while pointing in the direction Tegan had to go. “I think you’ll find everything will meet to your satisfaction.”

  “Thank you so much!” She gave her friends each a kiss on the cheek before leaving them to wander around the main floor.

  Making a sharp turn on her heel, she bolted for the stairs and the fun that lay beyond. The idea of the unknown was exciting, giving her a thrill she hadn’t felt in ages. Taking the stairs as quickly as her high heels would allow, she showed the key to the monitor at the top.

  “Welcome to the loft.” The woman was shorter than Tegan by quite a bit, though she had pleasant curves that filled out her PVC dress beautifully. “I see you’ve been given a key. Please hold on to that for the duration of your time here. You’ll need to turn it in when you are done.”

  She tucked the key into her cleavage. “Will do.”

  The woman nodded in the direction of the corridor. “You’ll find that many of the rooms are still the same, but management has added a few new surprises within them for members. If a door is locked, that means there is a private session in play and you’ll have to wait until they’re finished.”

  The idea of being locked in one of those rooms with someone had her pussy growing damp. “I think I’ll just look around for now and see what I can find.”

  The woman smiled and stepped aside. “That’s what they all say. The next thing you know, they’re playing naked hide-and-seek. Have fun.”

  There’d been some cosmetic changes to the hallway from what she remembered before. The black paint was gone, replaced with rich reds and golds. The corridor itself felt the same as she walked down its length, pausing here and there to peek into the windows. It wasn’t until she was halfway down that something caught her attention.

  “Now we’re talking.” She stepped up to the glass, her eyes widening.

  Tegan sees an orgy.

  Tegan sees racks of clothing.

  Tegan sees a fucking machine.

  Tegan sees a wax play room.

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  While Tegan had been a club member for quite some time now, the sight of a group of naked bodies writhing around on the floor was something she’d never gotten tired of. In the past, the orgy room ha
d been down at the end of the hall, the last stop for most people who’d spent the better part of an evening being teased and tormented sexually. It was the spot where you could simply walk in, no questions asked, and get laid. Or if you weren’t in the mood, you could certainly watch the goings-on.

  She’d always been fond of that room.

  In the restructuring of the club, Paul had chosen to move the room closer to the front of the hallway. Large windows lined the wall, giving anyone who walked by a look into what was going on. Currently there were nine people in various states of undress, playing together. She didn’t recognize any of them, though that wasn’t normally a deterrent for her when going into the orgy room. Tonight though, she wanted something a bit more intimate. Wanted to feel a connection to her eventual partner, even though the form of that connection was still open for discussion.

  That didn’t mean she was above watching the fun.

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  While Tegan had been a club member for quite some time now, the sight of a group of naked bodies writhing around on the floor was something she’d never gotten tired of. In the past, the orgy room had been down at the end of the hall, the last stop for most people who’d spent the better part of an evening being teased and tormented sexually. It was the spot where you could simply walk in, no questions asked, and get laid. Or if you weren’t in the mood, you could certainly watch the goings-on.

  She’d always been fond of that room.

  In the restructuring of the club, Paul had chosen to move the room closer to the front of the hallway. Large windows lined the wall, giving anyone who walked by a look into what was going on. Currently there were nine people in various states of undress, playing together. She didn’t recognize any of them, though that wasn’t normally a deterrent for her when going into the orgy room. Tonight though, she wanted something a bit more intimate. Wanted to feel a connection to her eventual partner, even though the form of that connection was still open for discussion.

  That didn’t mean she was above watching the fun.

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  Tegan stepped into the orgy room and made her way to the back wall and a series of lounging chairs. There was an unwritten rule in this room that anyone sitting in a chair was off-limits. That way anyone who wanted to watch without feeling the pressure to participate could do so. More often than not, that person would find themselves pulled into the action at one point or another. But it was their decision to make, not the group’s.

  That wasn’t her intention, not at this point at least. She wanted to watch, allow her body and mind to absorb the bombarding sensations, tease herself into a state when she might want to do something to alleviate the tension. Or not. Sometimes she liked to push herself to the edge, force her body to wait until the right man came along to ease the burning between her legs.

  Of the nine people on the floor, there looked to be at least two couples. An older pair, at least in their mid-to late-forties, were currently standing naked in the center of the room kissing. They would have put the horniest teenagers to shame with the way they were devouring each other with their mouths, the clutch and slide of their hands against each other’s bodies. Tegan found she couldn’t look away from them.

  The woman’s long brown hair was highlighted with gray. Tegan admired the way it enhanced her beauty rather than making her look old. The woman wasn’t paper-thin, either. Her stomach had the soft swell of a mother’s, her hips were rounded and her ass no longer as firm as Tegan imagined it once was. The man didn’t seem to care about any of it. If anything, the way he ran his hands along her curves, squeezed and spread her ass cheeks and ground his hard cock against her belly, he seemed turned on by every inch of her. There was a whole lot of love packed behind the obvious lust.

  The other couple was a stark contrast. The woman seemed to be Tegan’s age, if not a bit younger. Her breasts were tiny and she lacked many of the curves that the older woman wore so well. Still, her partner didn’t seem to mind. Especially when she dropped to her knees and sucked his cock. She grinned up at him before swallowing him down halfway.

  The young man bucked his hips forward as he grabbed her face. “So fucking hot.”

  The remaining people might have been together, but more likely than not, they’d joined up once they’d entered this room. Two women and three men were mashed together on the floor, sliding and grinding against one another. One man fought one of the girls for a taste of another guy’s cock, moaning and laughing at the gasps and groans coming from the recipient of the suction. The other girl was pulled up onto her hands and knees while the third man slipped on a condom and began to fuck her pussy. The remaining man positioned his cock by her mouth, allowing her to suck him off while she got fucked.

  The noise levels jumped up another level, making it a bit harder for Tegan to remain detached from the show in front of her. Her fingers itched to reach beneath her leather skirt and press against her clit. She could scratch at the swollen nub through her panties, pressing and flicking the sensitive flesh through the barrier. No, shit, that wasn’t why she was here. This was about them, letting them find their joy with each other while she witnessed their coupling. Though porn had nothing on what this live show was doing to her body.

  The older couple had moved on from kissing and were now lying on the floor. The man was flat on his back while his wife—yes, Tegan was certain they were a happily married couple—climbed on top of him. When she turned around into the 69 position, Tegan’s breath caught in her throat. That position was one of Tegan’s favorites, so getting to watch someone else was a huge turn-on.

  The wife spread her legs wide on either side of her husband’s head, giving her ass a little shake as she kissed the tip of his cock. Her husband groaned before he reached up, hooked his hands around his wife’s ass and pulled her pussy down to his mouth. The woman gasped and Tegan watched as a look of ecstasy crossed her face. It didn’t take the woman long to come back to her senses, lean forward and begin to suck her husband off in earnest.

  The young man had also taken an interest in what the older couple was doing. He pulled his girlfriend’s mouth from his cock, bent over and whispered in her ear. The young girl sighed, nodded as she stared at the older couple. Tegan’s breath caught and she had to force her legs farther apart when the young girl crawled over to the older couple, pulled the woman’s ass cheeks apart and joined the husband in eating out his wife.

  Fuck. That was the hottest thing she’d seen in years.

  The younger man looked over at Tegan, his cock hard and leaking, pressed against his belly, and cocked an eyebrow. The invitation to join them was clear. Hell, she was almost ready to jump out of her chair, strip naked and join in the muff-licking of the older woman. But that wasn’t what she wanted right now. Tegan gave him a smile, but shook her head. You’re not going to be able to resist them for long.

  He didn’t seem to care, giving her a shrug before moving around to the older woman’s face, lifting her chin and encouraged her to suck his cock.

  The second group had also moved on to the next stage of their fucking. One of the young women was on top of one of the guys, riding his cock. A second man was moving into position behind her, fingering her ass in preparation. Tegan had only been double penetrated once in her life, and the experience had been one of the most intense things she’d ever lived through. This girl had either done it more than Tegan, or she was so far gone with lust she would have done anything.

  The man quickly moved on from fingering her ass to sliding his condom-covered cock into her. In a surprisingly short time, the two men began to work together to fuck her. The soft moans quickly m
orphed into loud shouts as the girl came hard. The sound of her orgasm sent a shiver through Tegan, and Tegan’s panties were now truly soaked. The other man and woman who’d been a part of the group of five were moving around the trio, licking and kissing any skin they could find.

  Unsure of where to look, Tegan’s gaze bounced from group to group as they fucked and writhed. The two couples had moved on from the 69 position to fucking side by side on the floor. The two women, young and old, were kissing each other as their partners pounded into them. The younger man was straining, his eyes squeezed shut in concentration as he slammed into his girlfriend over and over. The older man didn’t seem to have the same control issues, swiveling his hips on each thrust forward and pinching his wife’s nipples as he withdrew.

  Tegan would have preferred the experienced man. There was something amazing about being with a person who knew exactly what they wanted, knew how to pull the appropriate sensations from their partner, and did it with a sense of style. Not that she’d say no to a man with a well-hung cock. The young guy certainly had that going for him.

  The group of five had switched again. One of the guys was now on all fours and was being fucked by the man whose cock he’d sucked earlier. One of the girls was now beneath him, sucking his cock, while the other was licking her pussy. The final man was fucking the second girl and watching the action in front of him. Their bodies were all glistening with sweat and lube, flushed with arousal as they continued to chase their orgasms.

  A loud moan snapped Tegan’s attention back to the couples group. The younger man hadn’t been able to hold out. He pulled out of his girlfriend, ripped off his condom and came across her stomach. Tegan could see the drops of come across the woman’s skin, a contrast to the red flush and brown pubic hair. The man didn’t seem done, and moved between her legs to lick her pussy. The young woman grabbed at his hair, holding him in place as she squeezed her eyes shut and cried out. God, there was nothing more beautiful to Tegan than to see someone in the throes of pleasure.