Jade's Erotic Adventures Box Set

by Victoria Rush

"Pretty hot, huh?" she said, in a soft, sexy voice.

  "Yeah," was all I could manage to pant.

  "Are you going in?" she asked, matter-of-factly.

  "Definitely," I said.

  "Perhaps I'll see you in a few minutes then. I'm going to watch for a little longer to get my nerve up."

  "Enjoy," I said, returning her smile. I imagined her getting turned on just as I did watching the action in the cube. Sara was right—it was almost as much fun watching the action as participating in it. But I was eager to feel the touch of another woman and experience the hypnotic light effects first hand.

  Those aren't the only body parts I'll be using, I thought, as I headed toward the examining room.

  5

  Into The Light

  The gyno exam wasn't as bad as I anticipated, though it was pretty embarrassing walking into the examining room with a big wet patch in the crotch of my jeans. The doctor didn't bat an eyelash and simply asked me to disrobe and lie down on the examining table. The whole thing was over in a couple of minutes.

  She examined me for any sign of open sores then reviewed my lab test and checked my driver's license to verify the report. Fortunately, I'd made a recent visit to my aesthetician to clean things up down there. My smooth pussy was bald and spotless, which made the examination all the faster and easier.

  When she was done, she handed me a note with a number and a key code then directed me through a door leading into the women's change room. As with the other public sections of the lower level, a soft strobe light permeated the change room. In between the flashes, I could see a few women in various stages of undress going about their business in the locker room, but I paid them no attention. Part of me wanted to search for the pretty woman who I'd chatted with briefly outside the women's dark room, but I decided it was best to respect everyone's privacy. There'd be plenty of opportunity to engage more directly once I got inside the actual dark rooms.

  I located a bank of lockers with combination locks and pulled out the slip of paper the doctor had handed me. I matched the number on the slip with the corresponding locker and entered the code on the tumblers to undo the lock. Inside the locker, there was a freshly-laundered terrycloth robe and towel. I removed my clothes and placed my belongings inside the locker, then put the robe on and carried the towel to one of the shower stalls. I could still feel the vestiges of dried-up lubrication coating my inner thighs and I wanted to be as clean and fresh as I could be going in to the dark rooms.

  As I turned on the shower and stepped under its gentle spray, I reflected back to the video with the rain drop effect. I imagined myself dancing in the dark room as the light streaks flowed over my body, turning and bending my figure to reveal every sensuous curve. I opened a fresh bar of soap and rubbed the silky pod across my breasts, under my arms, and between my legs. My body felt electrified, and for a moment I was tempted to rub another one out, but I decided to save myself for the real thing. I didn't want anything tempering the pleasure that awaited me. I finished the shower, then dried myself off and returned my towel to my locker. I hesitated for a moment, deciding whether to hang my robe in my locker too, or wear it out into the open spaces of the lower level.

  Screw it, I said, placing it on the hook. This whole experience is about letting myself go and losing myself in the moment. Besides, between the strobe lights outside the dark rooms and the light show inside the rooms, no one will be able to recognize me anyhow.

  I closed the locker and scrambled the tumblers, making a mental note of my locker number and combination code. Then I walked out of change room into the open space of the lower cavern and looked around. It felt liberating to be stark naked in the cool air of the lower level under the pulsating strobe lights.

  Each of the three dark rooms were bathed with different colored and patterned light effects. On each side of the cubes, illuminated gender symbols clearly indicated who was inside. The glass cubes looked from a distance like some kind of holographic dance show, with three different 'theaters' to choose from. I walked toward the cube displaying two familiar circle-and-cross symbols, knowing the all-girl show was what had initially attracted me to the program.

  When I got closer to the cube, I noticed the light patterns inside had changed from when I viewed it earlier. This time, the patterns were in the form of orange and black spots, making the figures inside the room look like strange human-shaped leopards. I could make out four distinct figures inside the enclosure. Two of the women were quite slim, with tight ballerina figures. The other two were more voluptuous, with full breasts and wide, curving hips. But they all looked mouth-watering, bathed in pretty feline leopard spots.

  I was transfixed watching the women circle one another like prowling cats in the dark. It didn't take long for the figures to blend together and begin rubbing against one another. I stood spellbound as they huddled their bodies together like a group of leopards feasting over prey.

  I want to be their prey, I thought, as I swayed my body in synchronization with the women.

  I looked around the enclosure and didn't see anyone else standing in the flashing light, so I decided it was time to join the action inside the room. I saw a sign on one side of the cube marked Open. I ran my hand over the glass near the sign and felt a handle and pulled the glass door toward me. For a moment, the outside strobe light intermixed with the flowing orange spots inside the room, and I was conscious of how chaotic it suddenly appeared. I immediately closed the door and the one-way glass blocked out the outside light, returning the room to its flowing orange and black leopard motif.

  By now, the four women in the room had paired off and seemed preoccupied with their partners, so I stood to the side and swayed my hips to the music as I watched the hypnotic movement of their bodies. The women circled around each other, as if stalking one another. It was exciting to watch them play-act to the theme of the light show. But the acting soon turned more serious, as the couples faced one another and began rubbing their bodies together. Soon, their lips locked together also, and I could see them kissing passionately as the light and dark spots flowed over their faces.

  I was dying to get in on the action, but I didn't want to interrupt their connection. As I watched their hands slide down each other's bodies, my hands mimicked their movement. When their hips briefly separated and their hands moved between each other's legs, so did mine. I was the odd woman out, but somehow I didn't mind. I could feel the juices flowing down my thighs as my pussy watered in sympathy with the gyrating couples.

  I began circling my clit and was just about to push my fingers into my box, when suddenly the light in the room was interrupted once again by someone opening the door. The shape of the body in the flashing light looked familiar, and I recognized the shoulder-length hair of the woman who'd stood beside me earlier. She closed the door, then paused for a moment as she looked around the room. Before long, she began walking in my direction then stopped about two feet in front of me. She smiled as the leopard spots flowed over her face and I suddenly felt weak at the knees once again.

  Her naked body was even more beautiful in the buff than in her tight blouse and jeans. Her breasts were a full C-size, firm and erect with a gentle ski-jump slope on the top. These were no fake balloon-shaped artificial tits—these were the real thing. I glanced further down and watched the leopard spots flowing over her hips as my mouth watered unconsciously. There was just enough light flowing over her pubic area to show that she was shaved bald like me. As she danced sensuously in front of me in the dark, her bare mound swayed slowly from side to side.

  "My name's Emma," she said in a familiar soft voice.

  "Jade," was all I could reply, hypnotized by her beauty.

  "Beautiful, isn't it?" she said, turning her face toward one of the couples locked in a passionate embrace.

  "Stunning," I said, happy the music was playing softly enough to engage in quiet conversation.

  "You look like quite a tasty feline yourself," Emma said.

  "You
too," I replied lamely.

  Emma inched closer toward me, until we were about six inches apart. I could see her looking directly into my eyes as she smiled sexily at me.

  "May I?" she asked.

  I wasn't sure exactly what she had in mind, but whatever she wanted to do with me, I was game.

  "Please," I panted.

  She closed the remaining distance and I could feel her breasts push against mine as she locked lips with me. A jolt shot through my body as if I'd been lit on fire. I could feel the heat of her body and the perspiration on our chests as our breasts slid sensuously over one another. She slipped her tongue between my lips and I sucked on hers, then we swirled our tongues together. Our hips met and we gently ground our mounds together. When she moaned in my mouth, I practically came from the passion of the moment.

  There was something electrifying about being in the dark with a perfect stranger, our bodies pressed together, with these mysterious and beautiful light effects highlighting the curves and shadows of our bodies. I could feel my nipples hardening, and we separated for a moment as we tweaked them together, watching the orange spots highlighting our swollen areolae.

  I was hypnotized by the sights and sounds, and I could feel the juices in my pussy building by the moment as they began to run down the inside of my thighs toward my knees. As if reading my thoughts, Emma's right hand began tracing a line down the side of my waist and curved over my hips toward my love box. I quivered as her hand got closer to my pussy. When she finally slipped her fingers partly into my slit and traced them slowly up toward my clit, I gasped out loud.

  "Yes," I exhaled onto her bare shoulder, as I slumped my body against hers. I wanted her to plunge her fingers deep into me and bring me to a quick orgasm. There would be plenty of time to experiment with other things and for me to return the favor in a moment. Right now, I desperately needed to get off.

  She inserted two fingers further inside me and stroked my G-spot, and our mouths joined together once again. Our tongues swirled and sucked one another while she caressed my insides. But her palm remained stubbornly fixed in place over my mound. I wanted her to move her hand over my aching clit, and I lifted my hips in a vain attempt to create more friction. But Emma seemed to be holding back, savoring the moment, as if intentionally denying my pleasure.

  "Let's move to the sofa," she said, and she took her hand out of my pussy and wove her fingers between mine, leading me to the neon-outlined rectangle at the far edge of the cube. I hardly even noticed the other women as we walked straight by them, my head was so swimming in anticipation of what Emma wanted to do with me on the sofa.

  When we got to the neon lines marking the perimeter of the sofa, she held my hand and gently pushed me down onto its surface. When my buttocks rested on the cushion, she kneeled down beside me and kissed me hard on the lips while lowering me slowly onto the couch. Emma lay on her side beside me while she ran her left hand over my tits and stomach, then she leaned in and sucked my tender nipples. It felt incredible, and I hoped she'd soon move lower and administer the same kind of action on my aching clit.

  But she seemed content with running her hands over me, as she explored every curve and crevasse of my body. When her hand passed over my bare mound, I lifted one of my legs to permit freer access to my pulsating cavern. Instead, she swept her arm under my knee and pulled my other leg up until both legs were pointed straight up in the air. Then she stopped kissing me and lowered her face closer to my hips.

  Finally! I thought. She's going to give me attention where I most needed it—in my aching pussy.

  She positioned herself behind my exposed ass, then spread my legs apart until they formed a bent V-shape, with my thighs resting against my chest. My entire vulva was now exposed to her and I could feel my wetness trickling down my perineum toward my anus.

  Now, please Emma, I screamed inside. Suck my aching twat, I begged. Take me into your mouth and lick my clit like you were playing with my tongue earlier. Slip your fingers inside me and fuck my cunt like there's no tomorrow. Because right now, time is standing still and I'm not sure there's going to be another tomorrow.

  Emma paused, and I lifted my head to look in her direction. She looked up at me and smiled with a mischievous grin as the leopard spots flowed over her pretty face. She lifted herself up and positioned her hips over top of mine. Then she rested her thighs on top of mine and slowly lowered her vulva until it touched mine. The feeling when our pussies first touched was indescribable.

  We were both aflame in passion and soaked through and through between our legs. I could feel her labia interlacing with mine in a different kind of lip lock, and I threw my head back against the sofa cushion in utter ecstasy. I began rubbing my pussy furiously against hers, listening to the sound of our juices commingling as they slurped and sloshed in glorious union. It was dirty and raunchy and sexy—and something I'd been longing to try ever since my last lesbian encounter at the Dinner Party.

  Just when I thought it couldn't get any more intense, Emma shifted forward a few inches and our clits touched.

  "Fuck, yes!" I cried out loud, as our eyes locked in the strange orange and while shifting lightness.

  Her face looked beautiful as we began to grind our pussies together and she fucked me harder. I could feel the hardness of her clit as it flicked and over mine, and I moaned in blissful abandon. I could feel the ache deep in my core beginning to build, but I didn't want to cum yet. I wanted to savor this moment and play with Emma on the precipice of pleasure as long as I could make it last.

  Emma leaned forward and began to kiss me passionately as she began fucking my gaping pussy more intently. We both moaned into each other's mouths as we savored the union of our most private parts in the soft orange light. Suddenly, Emma lifted her face above mine and moaned an otherworldly sound. I felt a gush of liquid spraying against my open pussy, filling me with her exquisite sauces. Emma was squirting her juices against me while she came hard between my legs. Any chance of holding back my orgasm any longer immediately evaporated, and I fell over the cliff, spasming a long serious of hard contractions against Emma's pussy. We watched each other gasp and moan in the swirling lightscape, as our bodies jerked and spasmed at the height of pleasure.

  When our climactic contractions finally subsided, Emma collapsed onto my body and kissed me softly on my lips. For the longest time, we simply lay on our sides with our legs intertwined, kissing and giggling like two little girls.

  "That was incredible," Emma whispered in my ear.

  "We're not done yet," I said, smiling into her eyes. "This cat still has a lot more fight left in her."

  6

  Over the Rainbow

  Emma and I played for another hour or so in the dark room, experimenting with different positions and techniques, and we both came many more times. I was tempted to engage with some of the other women in the room, but I wanted to save myself for something else. I exchanged email addresses with Emma and we promised to stay in touch, then I exited the women's dark room.

  When I stepped back into the flashing light of the lower level, I glanced over at the men's room. There was something intriguing about watching men have sex with one another, and I was drawn to their shapes moving under a new light effect. As I got nearer to the cube, the light looked like little white tadpoles, swimming over the men's bodies as they moved about the room. Just as in the other rooms, it was beautiful and hypnotic to watch.

  I noticed three men facing each other near the front of the glass, grinding their hips together in a triangle formation. As they swayed their bodies, I could see they all had erections and were rubbing their cocks together in a coordinated frotting action. It was fun watching them slap their swords together as if they were Three Musketeers in a playful fight.

  Suddenly, the man nearest the glass knelt down and began licking the other two men's penises. It was incredibly erotic to watch him lovingly lick and caress their joysticks with his tongue and lips. It was hard to tell how worked up the m
en on the receiving end of his ministrations were, but the little white tadpoles racing across their stomachs simulated the effect of sperm shooting out of their cocks.

  The kneeling man then moved up to the heads of their cocks and took both penises into his mouth. I'd heard of double penetration before, but this was an entirely different version I'd never seen. The two men humped their hips slowly together, fucking the kneeling man's mouth as they kissed passionately. I was surprised how turned on I was getting watching the action, but I was ready to experience some cock of my own in the mixed room. As much as I loved making love to Emma, sometimes I just wanted a hard, throbbing cock pounding my pussy to its limits.

  I could feel my cunny beginning to tingle again as I walked toward the cube housing the mixed-gender participants. This time, the light effects stretched and curved around the figures in beautiful rainbow-colored stripes. I saw three figures in the cube—one woman and two men. I stood entranced, watching the colored stripes stretch and bend around their curves as they danced and rubbed their bodies together, much like the three men were doing. But this time, the woman was sandwiched between the men as they bucked their hips against her from two sides.

  I had to look closely to see the men's erections under the bands of light, but they were quite noticeable—and large. The man facing the woman's front side has his cock pressed up against her belly, while she stroked it sensuously with both hands. The man behind her had his phallus between her legs and every time he swung his hips forward, I could see its head poke in and out under her mound. With her other hand, she caressed the underside of his cock and pressed it toward her opening. She turned her head and kissed the man behind her, as the three engaged in an erotic tribal dance.

  Not wanting to interrupt their concentration, my own hand fell to my love box, and I began massaging my clit while my other hand cupped and squeezed my breasts. My mind raced ahead, thinking about all the different positions and permutations I could engage in with these three partners. After a few minutes of this erotic play, the man on the woman's backside angled his hips upward and the woman tilted her ass back to receive him. Their mouths opened in a silent moan as he slid his cock inside her. The man in front continued to hump the woman's belly, but now the woman had two hands free to clasp his cock and give him a proper handjob. As she and the man behind her rocked their hips together, the rainbow stripes slid over the other man's large cock, making it look like a writhing anaconda.