Stricken Desire
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James is by my side all the way to the blue carpet leading into the club. She was right this is a huge deal. There are ropes lining the walkway and hundreds of cameras and fans are lined along it taking pictures as the guests arrive. I have no idea why Stacy didn’t tell me about this to begin with. I would have dressed better. That’s why. Duh! He knew this would happen! What an asshole! I will be sure to castrate him once this is over.
“Just hold onto my hand and smile into the camera. Don’t be nervous.” She whispers to me again. Her voice is live heaven.
I nod nervously, to let her know I understand.
The whole way into the club it’s a madhouse. Hundreds of people are yelling her name and my name and asking us to pose for them. To look there way or this way or that way. We just smile and stand close together. My hand in hers and pose for the cameras. She leans over once and fingers my hair away from my face combing it back. It feels nice. Like something only a lover would do. Her blue eyes shine so beautifully in this light. I wish my eyes were that perfect. Why doesn’t this woman have a girlfriend? This seems crazy that she doesn’t. After about ten minutes of all this crap we are finally able to go into Toutolgous.
“Wow that was crazy.” I say still holding her hand. James is walking behind us.
“I told you.” She says guiding us over to an open table close to the bar. I get up on the tall high back stool and she comes over to my side standing right in front of me. My legs are wide open and she pushes her way between them her bodies close to mine. Her stomach is nestled against my throbbing core.
“Do you want anything to drink beautiful?” she asks running her hands up my thighs. Jesus, she’s as bad as Johnathan, flirty and is smooth as smooth can be.
I smile and lean in, my cheek grazing the side of hers. “No thanks Claire I don’t drink alcohol but I’d love a class of ice water.” I whisper sweetly into her ear, letting my naughty core control me. It’s hard to fight her. She wins a lot of the time. At least this morning I was able to walk away from Johnathan. Claire poses no emotional or physical threat, so I can’t help but love the attention.
“Okay sweetness.” She says and pulls her hands off my thighs and goes to get us something to drink. Wow, she looks and talks like the fem in a lesbian relationship. But the way she just handled me shows me she’s the total butch. A hot butch at that.
It doesn’t take long and the bar starts to get loud and the people start piling in more in more through the front door. This bar isn’t much different than most you see. It’s dark, hardwood floored, high quality décor and good mix of music. I keep my eye out to see if I can catch Stacy. I so want to introduce him to Claire. He’d love her.
“Here.” She slides me over a cup of ice water with a lemon wedge on the rim and props herself up on the stool next to mine.
“Thanks. So where do you work? Stacy said something about you’re an ad executive. But I’m not familiar with many.” I ask her leaning over and talking loud enough so she can hear me. My breasts are plunging out of my top.
She takes a drink of her Sam Adams. “I’m the Kennedy, in the Kennedy in Waits ad agency based out of LA. But we just opened up a new office in New York so I’m out here helping move things along.” She says her voice is still sweet but I can tell this is her business voice.
“That’s great. Well congrats.” I sat and hold up my glass for a celebratory clink and she follows my lead.
Not sure what to say next I scan the massive room full of warm bodies and minimal clothes to find anyone I know. James is parked in the corner by a giant wooden pillar looking all badass in his black cargo pants and shit kickers. But no one else is to be found. I catch his gaze and I shrug with my elbows bent, my palms up mouthing ‘Where?’ to him. He gives me the same gesture in return and mouths ‘I don’t know.’
“So how do you like working for Stricken?” she asks trying to carrying on a polite conversation. She’s really sweet!
“Honestly? It has its up and downs. I love it because I get to work hand in hand with my best friend Stacy. But I don’t because it’s hard to work with a bunch of horny, rude, mouthy men all the time. Although I must say I am adjusting fine.” I shoot her an over-the-top smile. It can’t hold a tenth to the beauty hers has but I have to try to appear attractive. She did ask me here and I’m flattered.
“Yes, I hear Johnathan is a hand full. But I’m glad you’re adjusting well. It’s hardworking for celebrities. I know I do it all the time and some of them are so arrogant.”
I nod. “You got that right girlfriend.” I add with sass. She laughs.
“You’re gorgeous and you have a sense of humor. What a combination.” She says in her perfect voice. It sends a chill down my spine.
“Thanks.” I blush. She reaches over and brushes the side of my face with her soft delicate hand and it tingles on contact. The throbbing in my clit just got worse.
“Would you like to dance? I saw you on the stage tonight you have some moves.”
I blush again. “Sure.” I offer her my hand and hop down off the stool. This one is much shorter than other’s I’ve sat on.
The bar all of a sudden gets extra loud and the doors to the outside blast open. In comes the men. I’ve wondered where they’ve been. I can see D, and Stacy and then comes Price and Keith and Johnathan comes in last in front of two bodyguards I’ve yet to meet.
“The entourage has arrived.” She says tugging me to the dance floor. I glance back to see hordes of woman dressed like me or sluttier flocking to the sexy men.
Wobble baby flicks on over the speakers and the entire dance floor is abruptly crowded with dance enthusiasts. Nothing like line dances to make you feel like a part of a dance crowd. I take my place next to Claire and lines form to get down. I jump forward shake my ass, jump back shake my ass. To the right swirl my hips to the left swirl my hips. It’s easy to get lost in this song and break into your own sexy version of the dance and that’s exactly what I am doing. I hear her whistle at me. I look at her and she’s eyeing me like I’m a lollypop she wants to suck on. I blush and keep doing what I am doing.
Unexpectedly I am bumped from behind and a hand attaches itself to my butt. I turn around to kick my offender’s ass and find Stacy laughing and he falls in line and dances alongside us. I shove him playfully in the shoulder with a smile.
Once the song ends the crowd on the dance floor dissipates and Stacy grabs me up into a giant hug lifting me off the floor. He sets me back down and I turn to find Claire who is standing right behind me her hands are on her hip and she’s not looking too happy.
“Hey Claire I have someone I’d like you to meet.” I wave her over. Her face turns back into his beautiful soft form and she joins me and my best friend. “Stacy this is Claire. Claire this is Stacy my best friend.” I say.
“Hi Claire.” He offers his hand with a genuine smile that only Stacy could produce. She places hers into his and he bends forward and places a gentle kiss on top of her hand. A shy smile forms at the corners of her pouty mouth and I know instantly she’s hooked. It’s impossible not to love Stacy he’s larger than life and so damn sweet.
“Hi.” She giggles like a schoolgirl. “I’m going to go get another beer real quick and I’ll rejoin you two in a min. K.” she says and heads off to fetch herself some more alcohol.
“Where’d you meet her? She’s delicious.” Stacy asks loud enough so I can hear over Crazy Bitch.
I smile wide. I know he’s going to love this!
“She’s my date. The ad executive that asked to bring me here. That’s her.” I say eyeing her snatching a beer from the bartender.
“A woman? She’s gay?” he sounds surprised
What? He’s basically gay too and he thinks he wants me. What’s so wrong about a woman digging what I got? Even though I don’t think it’s much. She likes it for whatever crazy reason.
I bob my head twice.
“Well she’s fine!” he says watching her make her way back over to us. I punch him in th
e shoulder.
“Leave her alone. She doesn’t like the cock.” I scold.
He throws his hands up admitting defeat.
“Hey beautiful.” She says snatching my hand up and bringing it to her lips with a gentle sultry kiss.
I clear my throat. “Hi.” I smile shyly. Stacy is eyeing me like I’ve grown two heads. What? I can’t have a woman like me? I can have a fucked up rock star knock me up, a bi best friend tell me he wants to be with me although that’ll never happen and I can’t have a woman hit on me? Get a grip. At least she’s hot and she’s sweet and she’s a woman I could probably see myself being good friends with. I have no idea what the fuck it is with me and gays but I must attract them. Look at Stacy, I’ve had him for ten years, granted I didn’t know he liked cock. But I couldn’t change him even if I could. Same goes for Claire. She likes pussy and who am I to judge? I’m in a bar, dressed like a rocker slut, pregnant with Johnathan Strikers twins, who I refuse to tell him about. I’m got enough baggage of my own. So I have no right to judge anyone else. Even if I wanted to. Which I don’t.
“Would you like to dance some more?” she asks lacing her fingers with mine and using her free hand to play with a strand of my hair. She’s sweet and smooth and I know by the end of the night she’s probably going to try to have sex with me. However it is a woman has sex with other woman. Which won’t happen. Although I can enjoy the attention while it lasts because by this time tomorrow I will be back to pregnant Emily, popping prenatal vitamins and fish oil supplements. Not drinking coffee and watching a bunch of very male, very sexy rockers fuck hot chicks. Oh the joys of my job.
I don’t say yes I just pull her to me and press my breasts up against hers. She takes that as an open invitation and let’s go of my hand and puts both of them on my ass cheeks. Stacy is still watching it all play out and I give him the get-on-board-or-go-somewhere-else look. He nods like he gets it and leaves the floor blowing me a kiss. Which I catch like a fool, blushing. He is seriously the best guy friend ever!
Red light Special rolls over the speakers. I love this song! It’s sexy and sensual and hot as hell. Claire tightens her grip on my butt cheeks and I straddle her left leg our legs tucked together. I can’t decide where I want my hands to go so I finger my own hair tossing my head back and slowly roll my hips on her leg grinding my clit against her thigh. It’s begging for release. We’re the perfect height to dance like this. I close my eyes savoring the contact with my clit. I’m burning inside. My heart is pounding. She tucks her head down and finds my collarbone with her tongue. Licking my sweaty sensitive skin. She’s purring, kneading my ass with her hands her breasts pressed firmly against mine. Oh, god this feels so good. Her hot wet tongue and soft lips making love to my neck and collarbone. I press my pussy harder on her leg. I think she knows what I’m doing because I’m panting and I can hear her moaning between her lips close to my ear. I’m so fucking horny. I need to come. I need this so bad. Oh fuck! My clit. Oh yeah!
“It’s okay sweetie. It’s okay.” She purrs into my ear urging me forward. I let a soft moan leave my lips.
This is so fucking hot! I am about to come in the middle of a club, rubbing my clit on a lesbians leg. How hot is that! So fucking hot! Oh god. I’m…. I’m…. oh yeah! She nips my neck with her teeth. OH FUCK! I explode into a thousand of needy little pieces and wrap my hands around her neck pulling her into a tight hug. My bodies shaking with orgasm tremors. I can’t stop. She lets go of my ass and holds me close caressing my back. My body trembles.
“It’s alright. I got you.” She whispers into my ear and my pussy thumps to be released again. I knew my core was a needy whore but I never realized she was this bad.
“Thanks.” I huff catching my breath coming down from an amazing orgasmic high.
She tucks her face in my neck and sucks gently. I press the back of her head inviting her into my neck more and savor the closeness. It’s been weeks since I’ve had anything like this and she feels so good and silky soft. I caress her hair and she’s breathing heavy at my neck. The warm of her breath is so hot.
“You’re beautiful Emily. So very beautiful.” She says licking me with a soft moan.
“You’re the more beautiful one.” I comment my voice hoarse with need.
She grabs my ass and pulls me close. “I want you to follow me to the bathroom in the very back.” She whispers next to my ear nibbling the lobe with her teeth. A burst of craving swallows up my insides.
“What? Why?” I sigh through the pleasure. I can’t believe we are doing this on a dance floor. I’m sure half of the band guys are watching but I am too engrossed to care. This feels so wonderful. I’m a single adult I can enjoy a lesbian if I want.
“I’ll show you when we get there. I promise I won’t make you do anything you’re not already thinking of doing.” She whispers in that angelic voice and she’s hooked me.
“Okay.” I moan between my teeth.
She snatches up my hand and pulls me through the crowd rather fast. I see Johnathan out of the corner of my eyes. He has three woman all over him. I think I just saw one licking his neck. Must be the going thing tonight.
She pulls me through some back doors and into an office area. This isn’t the normal part of the club anymore.
“What? Why are we here? This isn’t the club part anymore.” I stop and she tries to keep pulling me.
“I know Manny the owner. I do his promotions. This is the offices there’s a women’s bathroom right around the corner.” She tugs and I start moving again. And into a three-stall rather fancy bathroom we go. It smells like vanilla and it’s impeccably clean.
I stop in front of the sinks not sure what I am supposed to do. Her eyes are on fire and I know she’s as hot as I am.
“I know you’ve never been with a woman.” She says.
Well is it that obvious? It can’t be that hard can it? Do I want to do it? Yes. I do. I’m fucking horny and I want it. I want her.
“Yeah.” I frown.
She comes closer and slides her silky hand down my arm.
“No, Emily it’s okay. I was just saying I know you haven’t and that’s okay. I’ve never been with a man if that helps. But I don’t want you to do anything you don’t want. Just let me steer and if you want to join in do. If not I will do it all. I don’t mind.” She says softly in her heavenly voice. She’s so sweet and sexy and I have no idea why a woman this hot would want me. But apparently she does.
“Okay.” I exhale scared.
“Here.” She says grasping my hips.
“Get up on the sink.” I jump and she lifts and my butt lands on the chilly swirled marble counter.
“I’m going to take off your shoes.” She reaches down and slides them off slowly and drops them off onto the floor. Kissing my instep and running her finger from my heel to my knee and up to the thin fabric covering my core. I squirm. Oh she’s so soft and so gentle. So unlike a man.
She steps up between my legs and I lift my butt and help her glide my fishnets and panties off. Claire brushes my hair away from my face and nuzzles my ear.
“I promise to go slow and tell you everything I am doing. I don’t want you to be scared.” She purrs into my ear in a hot steamy whisper that ignites my passion more. If that’s possible.
I nod and take a deep cleansing breath. I am so nervous. I’ve never been this nervous before. Not that I have much experience or anything.
“Would you like me to touch your breasts Emily? Or do you want me to leave them alone.” She asks sweetly kissing my neck. Her body tucked between my legs. I wrap my legs around her and pull her to me. My core is screaming to be touched.
“Whatever you’d prefer.” I make out. It’s choppy with nerves.
“I would love to suck your nipples. Your breasts are so beautiful.” She moves from my neck and stands peering down at my cleavage out of the top of my corset. Running a finger across my breast she ignites the burning in my stomach and my heart thuds in my chest. I lick my lips.
I nod. Suddenly I can feel the saliva pooling in my mouth. I do want to touch her nipples. I bet there just as hot as she is.
She slowly unbuttons her blouse and drops it off her shoulders. It’s so erotic and sensual to watch her do that. Her bra is white like her shirt and lacy. With expert only like a woman has she flicks her wrist and unclasps the back letting it full forward exposing the softest heavy breasts I’ve ever seen in my life. Her nipples are big hard and pink. After tossing the rest of her bra away she unbuckles her pants and lets them fall to the ground kicking them and her shoes off leaving her in only a pair of sexy black thong underwear. God she’s beautiful. Curvy and perfect and flawless. I’m jealous of all she has to offer. Without a word Claire and her perfect dainty hands make their way down the front of my corset unlatching the whole way down. Once it’s open I can breathe ten times better and she hugs me close our bare breasts smashing into the other. It feels so wonderful and sexy and soft. I never thought being with a woman would turn me on this much. But I love it.
“I’m going to taste you now. Go ahead and touch if you’d like.” She cups her own breast and offers it to me.
She bends her neck down and sucks my nipple into her mouth I let out a loud gasp at the contact. Her mouth is warm, sultry and perfect. Swirling her tongue and nibbling on my nipple I moan a reach out to touch her. I need to touch her. Her skin on mine is like heaven on earth.
I caress the side of her breast it’s like a big fluffy sexy pillow. “It’s okay touch the nipple. It wants you to touch it.” She says with a moan my nipple between her teeth. She bites down and I gasp pressing her face into my chest. My core is wanton. It wants her touch. I need to come again. I can feel it building and pounding between my legs. My juices are pooling between my hot needy slit.