The Seduction Game

by Damien Dsoul

  She turned her head when Jenny called her name waved at her to come over which she did. She exchanged handshakes with the business men who rapaciously soaked their eyes upon her like they were restraining themselves from wanting to peel her out of her clothes. April found their stare somewhat appealing. What with their thickset frame she doubt either could take her on in bed for long. She discarded the notion that there were whom she and Jenny were here to fuck from listening to their conversation with Jenny.

  “I hope you’ll put on a terrific show for us,” one of the men said to her. April flashed a radiant smile at him.

  “I sure will. That’s what we’re both here for.”

  “Okay, you gents,” Jenny pulled April away from them. “It’s time we change up and give you hound dogs some raunchy entertainment you won’t be getting at home.”

  “Hey, my wife would object to that,” one of the men retorted which earned a round of laughter from his peers.

  Jenny went up the stage to an unmarked door by the side while April followed a step behind. The door opened into a narrow corridor with arrows stencilled on the wall indicating the way to the dressing area. April could still hear the men laughing amid the jukebox music.

  “They’re such insufferable darlings,” Jenny chuckled. “This is the best type of entertainment they can have when away from their boring wives. We’re the sluts they want to watch, but first we need to get into our sexy outfits to make things special, you hear?”

  “Whatever you said, Jen. I just can’t wait to be done here. You know where we’re going?”

  “Of course, I do, silly,” Jenny said as they took a left turn still following the arrows on the wall. “I’ve been here more times than ever. Now suck away your questions and put on your game face and let’s make these men’s peckers hard.”

  They came to the dressing room door marked LADIES; another door stood opposite with the word MEN stencilled on it. Jenny stopped to try out the set of keys the bouncer had given her into the door lock. At that moment the men’s door opened and a black man who had dreadlocks on his head stepped out and looked in their direction. He and April made eye contact while Jenny muttered swear words as each attempt to find the right key failed. April waved at the man who in turned waved back at her then disappeared back into the room.

  “There we go,” Jenny exclaimed when she unlocked the door and pulled April inside. “Let’s get changed.”

  In the brief period of Jenny and April leaving the suited gentlemen to go and change into their exotic outfits, other people had streamed into the joint, one of whom happened to be a distinguished-looking man with a mane of grey hair decked in an expensive suite who looked even more out of place in the establishment. He came and shook hands with the suited gents and shared their table with them. April could not have known who he was but had Howard been there he would have recognised Anthony Lamark and be just as shocked finding him in such a premise as this. Anthony might have looked out of place but he was just as comfortable been there as if he were in his home. At the table there was no talk of business or anything related to that. They drank their beer and checked their watch, all of them impatient for the performance to begin.

  It took time before that happened. Before it did, the disk jockey stopped the juke box music before entering his booth to play some electronic-type music more welcoming than the former. Almost every man in the establishment appeared to come alive then knowing the main show was about to get started. Even the guys playing pool dropped their cue sticks and went and sat an available table before it got taken.

  The curtains parted and four athletic black men strutted onto the stage carrying two separate beds. The men wore scruffy jeans with no shirt on, displaying their oily abs and muscles. Ceiling lights lit the stage and the crowd whooped a roaring cheer as they laid the beds side by side on the stage then stood waiting.

  Seconds later the curtains parted again to reveal April and Jenny and immediately the temperature in the room skyrocketed. Both women wore tight-fitting exotic cabaret outfits complete with thigh stockings, high heels and elbow-length gloves. Their cleavage almost wanted to pop out of the low-cum neckline of their blouse; their skirts rode up their thighs revealing their crotch.

  The excitement and uproar in the room was fever pitch. The men cheered and whistled at them as they strutted onto the stage. Jenny was all smiles and waved at the room like she was at a pageant. April did like her. She was expectantly nervous from the adulation but did a great job of seeming calm. The four black men divided themselves and led both women to the bed; the crowd hushed as the atmosphere in the room turned super-heated. Jenny and April dropped to their knees as they knew already what was expected of them. April turned to the man to her left and helped retrieve his half-erect penis out of his jeans and went to work on him. Out the corner of her eye she observed Jenny sucking on a thick fat cock while actively stroking the other.

  The music playing gave off an off-beat tempo that almost seemed to down the erratic noise of the crowd working themselves to a frenzy while they watched the live sex show.

  April barely heard their catcalls while switching back and forth as one black cock and then another got jammed down her throat. The men took turns stripping out of their jeans while their colleagues went on fucking the women’s mouths. April was lost to her pleasure once more as she knew Jenny was too. It was like been back at the motel where she serviced the group of unknown men alongside her. These men were straight and professional about their work. They took turns grabbing her head and thrusting their cock hard back and forth into her mouth. April could do nothing except sputter and gaggle and cough out a mouthful of spite before resuming her work. Her eyes was glazed with tears she could barely make out the face amongst the crowd aside from the glowing catcalls they produced.

  She took a moment to wipe her eyes and saw Jenny nearly stripped of her outfit and getting fucked from behind while the other went on shoving his cock into her mouth. One of April’s men positioned her on her back but sideways on the stage so the crowd won’t miss sight of the action. The man pushed up her skirt and spat on his prick before thrusting into her tight hole. April groaned from the intrusion. The man barely allowed her time to get appropriately wet enough to lubricate his cock, grunting as he thrust harder into her cunt, not stopping till he gained perfect entry.

  As the orgy progressed, so more people streamed into the establishment as if word had gotten out regarding what was happening. This was not unheard of at the Leather and Panties joint. Except it was usually a treat secluded for patrons willing to pay to watch like the suited gentlemen seated close to the stage; this time around it was open for anyone. The drinks flowed from the bar and a woman went around serving and worked hard getting the men to quit pawing her butt while captivated by the orgy ongoing on the stage. The suited men dug out their wallets and threw wads of money upon the stage; they were riled with excitement like they were enjoy a favourite ball game.

  The man who was fucking April slowed his pace and pulled out of her, opting to catch his breath while his buddy came over and took his place. April felt grateful for the brief respite of rubbing her pussy and slipped her fingers inside her cunt to see her stretched her pussy was when the other man grabbed her thighs and pulled her towards his erection. He was grunting like a feral bull as he shoved his prick into her cunt. April groaned in pain and grabbed hold of his shoulders as he jerked his hips down her crotch. His colleague knelt beside her and munched on her tits, squeezing both with his hands. April grabbed at his cock and did not stop stroking him till eventually he drew closer and brought it to her face for her to jam it into her mouth.

  Jenny’s sultry cries were as loud and prevalent as hers. She leaned backward resting on her arms riding one of the men in reverse. Her pelvis rocked back and forth on the man’s shaft; her feature remained curled with lust and her groaning cries served to rouse the c
rowd with excessive frenzy.

  Jenny was still jerking her hips even when the man she was riding slowed his pace and lifted her butt. His cock slipped out of her and he grabbed it and attempted finding the entrance to her anus. Jenny crouched forward and she did the work for him then leaned backwards once more and resumed working her hips and pelvis. The second man edged on his knees forward stroking his girth, nearly blocking the crowd from her view. She was just as horny for what was coming.

  “Go ahead and fuck my hole,” she hollered loud enough for the crowd to hear.

  The crowd went wild at her words and whooped for more action. The man rubbed the uncircumcised tip of his prick against her vulva which got Jenny squirting rampant all over the bed. Her head lolled on her shoulder and she groaned when he introducing his meat into her pussy. Jenny gasped and worked hard as both men jerked her back and forth. She did her best to keep with their rhythm even though she was climbing the wall in ecstatic delight.

  April straddled one of the men and was rocking hard on the hilt of his cock while choking on the other’s shaft. Her back was towards the crowd and she caught the wave of jubilant cheer even as she was lost to her sex.

  The man pulled out of her at the right moment and sprayed cum over her rump. She slide off him and he rolled off the bed while his colleague took over his former position and April mounted him in reverse. The man hooked his legs into an inverted V and pumped his hips harder, slamming her pussy harder. April gasped and yelped louder from each slamming jerk he gave her. The sight of her groaning from the hurt drove the crowd boisterous. She barely knew when the man slowed till he eventually stopped and let her climb down from him and he then stood before her and ejaculated copious cum-spray over her face. Cum covered her eyes and she breathed through her mouth while reaching for the man’s penis. She managed to suck him dry before cleaning his cum off her face. She licked his cum off her fingers and smiled at the crowd when they cheered at her action.

  Chapter 11

  Howard did get off from work at his expected time except today he did not get into his car and drive straight for home. He had called April before leaving his office letting her know how well his presentation to the senior partners had gone. He mentioned that he had plenty of stuff to clear off his desk and stop by somewhere and have a drink and would not be home for another hour or so. April had not sounded surprised by his words. If anything Howard found himself annoyed of just how cool the sound of her voice was when she told him not to stay out too long. He did enquire about how her day had gone after which he hurried with a quick goodbye to her then ended the call. His desk was cleared within five minutes. He grabbed his briefcase and switched off the lights before locking the door behind him.

  Becca’s desk was empty as she had left the office going a half hour earlier but not before furnishing him with details of where to find her. Howard made his way to his vehicle. He inserted his key into the door lock but it fell from his hand and he realised it was out of nervousness and excitement of what was coming. He picked up his keys and unlocked his door then got inside. He started his car and smiled at his reflection in the mirror before pulling out of the parking space.

  He located the apartment building from the address Becca had given him. The sun blazed a trail of deep orange across the sky as it slid from view over the city’s sky rise. Howard got out of his car, leaving his briefcase behind in the passenger seat, and adjusted his coat after slamming the door. The neighbourhood was quiet; there were few people sauntering about the street. The building she lived in was across from him and bore resemblance to the one Dave had taken him to meet Olu Shango. Howard felt a stir in his nerves as he conjured up the man’s name as if it were a talisman. Surprisingly he had gone through much of the day not thinking about him except now. His hands were no longer shaking from nervousness as before, but he perceived a tingle under his skin. It was followed by a nudge in his crotch as he imagined his secretary waiting in her apartment for him. He thought for a second what April might be up to with him not been home right now but dismissed her from his thoughts. She had been out having fun this whole time without him. Time to get some payback of his own.

  Howard checked his pockets to make sure he had not forgotten his keys before crossing the street; that action reminded him to switch off his phone which he did. This was one time he did not want to be interrupted by anything or anybody. He neglected taking the elevator and instead raced up the stairs and stopped when he got to the third floor. He stopped to catch his breath before getting to her door and appraised himself one last time before knocking. The door opened and there stood Becca in a chamois negligee that showed she had on nothing else underneath. Her perfume stirred warm lust in Howard as he inhaled its fragrance.

  “For a moment I thought you weren’t going to make it anymore,” she said.

  “In another life I probably wouldn’t,” he said as he crossed the threshold into her apartment. “But I’m here now.”

  He shut the door and pulled her into his arms lest she thought he was not being serious. They locked arms around each other seconds before their lips locked into a kiss. Becca drew him further into her apartment and they bumped against a sofa then fell on it. Becca grabbed at his crotch while caressing his back with her other arm. Howard pushed her negligee fabric aside to cup a feel of her breasts. The touch of her warm soft flesh was incredible and got his cock pressing harder in his pants for freedom.

  Becca got him to sit upright and unzipped his pants and lowered her face down on his cock. Howard gasped and surrendered himself to the overwhelming passion that was upon him. He threw his head backward and gazed wide-eyed at the ceiling fan. His ears caught the sound of Becca’s sucking, smacking and slurping on his cock. The sensation was part agony and part lust.

  “Aaahhhh,” he groaned with appreciation. “Fuck, don’t stop!”

  He caressed her hair as a wealth of vivid images flashed like strobe lights before his eyes. The pressing image he focused on was of April naked playing with herself in bed. Except she was not alone. Another figure emerged from beyond the room and Howard was not surprised to make out the nude form that was Olu Shango strolling towards the bed with his cock hanging down his legs like a dumbbell. Howard blinked rapidly a couple of times. He groaned from the exquisite feel of Becca’s lips tugging onto his turgid foreskin as well from what his mind was concocting. For some inexplicable reason could not shake the image from his mind. He saw Olu get onto the bed and April adjusted herself with her legs spread wide to welcome Olu’s bulky frame. Howard’s body grew taunt as if he was been electrocuted. The raw power of Becca’s mouth was all consuming.

  “Awwhh... shit... ahhh fuck! I’m gonna blow! I’M FUCKING GONNA BLOW! ”

  He gritted his teeth as he then let himself go. Becca had herself a mouthful of his testicles when he ejaculated his first torrent of cum. It sprayed over her hair seconds before she popped his cock back into her mouth. She grunted as each spurt of cum slammed into the back of her throat and she eagerly rolled the river of cum in her mouth before gulping it down as fast as she could.

  Howard was still a prisoner to the fantasy of Olu Shango fucking April in his head while his body tensed and convulsed as he continued ejaculating more and more semen. The feeling lasted only a minute and he felt depleted when it was over. He ran his hand over his brow and it came off with sweat, plus he was still panting. Becca remained on her knees stroking his flaccid penis and licking traces off cum her lips.

  “I hope that isn’t everything you have for me,” she said.

  She came to her feet and let her negligee fall from her body. Howard accepted her hand as she helped him up from the sofa. He tottered for a moment as his feet were still caught in his pants leg. Becca helped him out of his jacket while he kicked off his shoes and pants then led him to her bedroom and straight to her bed.

  The sheets were soggy from their sweat and rum
pled as they curdled in each other’s arms an hour later. A line of golden sunlight streaming on the wall while murky shadows formed in the room from encroaching darkness. Becca rested her head on Howard’s chest while her breath ruffled the sparse growth of hair that littered his torso.

  Howard hugged Becca in return and lay with his eyes closed while trying to imagine he was in another world. Once again he conjured up the image of Olu Shango banging April and it felt so immediate that it produced a sliver of worry on his mind. He reflected on the night Dave introduced him to Olu and wondered if by any chance Jenny was working towards introducing April to him... if she had not done so already. The premonition that they had met already grew fervent in his mind, threatening to drain him of the exquisite fun he had just enjoyed with his secretary. He made a note to subtly bring up Shango’s name when with April to see if she had mingled with him already. His raised his wrist to his face to read the time on his watch. Becca caught the gesture and raise her face from his chest.

  “What?”

  “It’s getting dark; my time here is almost over. Got to put on everything and head for home.”

  “I’d do anything to keep you here. If only for a day.”

  “You could try but we both know it won’t work.”

  “I won’t mind taking the risk if you will.”

  “It’d be embarrassing if word got out that you and I are doing this, you know that don’t you?”

  “Uh-huh. But I’m not the talking type if that’s what you’re worried about.”

  “I didn’t say you are. I’m just saying.”

  She slid off his chest and reclined her head on her arm. “I know I shouldn’t be asking this, and stop me if I’m out of line, but-”

  “You want to know how things are going with my wife,” Howard completed the question. The look in her eyes told him it was what she wanted to ask. “That’s tough to answer. We’re still good with each other though. We’re kinda cool, nothing looks like we’re falling apart.”