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| My friend Jane is pretty wild! |
By
Tustin
My friend Jane is pretty wild. We’ve shared a few boys, and played around with each other, but I always felt she had a far kinkier side. Last night, after a few drinks, she asked me to go with her to her special private club. Wow, what a night!
Jane made a call, and within a few minutes a car arrived to pick us up. We left our purses at home, as she told me everything was paid for by the guys we would meet later. We jumped into th e backseat, and the car sped away.
“The windows are so dark I can’t see anything,” I said.
“Yeah, I’ve been going to this place for a couple years, and I still don’t know where it is. That’s why we can’t bring our phones along, as they don’t want anyone to track position with GPS.”
“Is what they do illegal?” I asked. “Is that why it’s so secretive?”
“Probably not illegal,” she responded. “Most of these people are just regular people, but happen to like to do some things that others may not approve of. So, they do it very privately. I am one of them.”
There was chilled champagne and crystal glasses, so we poured some and tried to relax during the 20 minute ride. The car stopped, and the door clicked as it unlocked.
Immediately, the door opened from the outside, and a hand reached in to help us out. He was a nice looking man, well dressed, and very charming. “Good to see you again, Jane,” he said. “Who is your stunning friend?”
“Hey Frank, this is Andrea,” Jane replied. “This is her first time, so she can just hang out with me tonight to get a feel if she likes this.
“Fantastic!” he said with enthusiasm. “You guys will do great tonight. Good crowd, too. Have fun.”
My friend Jane is pretty wild. We’ve shared a few boys, and played around with each other, but I always felt she had a far kinkier side. Last night, after a few drinks, she asked me to go with her to her special private club. Wow, what a night!
Jane made a call, and within a few minutes a car arrived to pick us up. We left our purses at home, as she told me everything was paid for by the guys we would meet later. We jumped into th e backseat, and the car sped away.
“The windows are so dark I can’t see anything,” I said.
“Yeah, I’ve been going to this place for a couple years, and I still don’t know where it is. That’s why we can’t bring our phones along, as they don’t want anyone to track position with GPS.”
“Is what they do illegal?” I asked. “Is that why it’s so secretive?”
“Probably not illegal,” she responded. “Most of these people are just regular people, but happen to like to do some things that others may not approve of. So, they do it very privately. I am one of them.”
There was chilled champagne and crystal glasses, so we poured some and tried to relax during the 20 minute ride. The car stopped, and the door clicked as it unlocked.
Immediately, the door opened from the outside, and a hand reached in to help us out. He was a nice looking man, well dressed, and very charming. “Good to see you again, Jane,” he said. “Who is your stunning friend?”
“Hey Frank, this is Andrea,” Jane replied. “This is her first time, so she can just hang out with me tonight to get a feel if she likes this.
“Fantastic!” he said with enthusiasm. “You guys will do great tonight. Good crowd, too. Have fun.”
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Muscular, lean, tall, and powerful.
Jane put her hand under my short skirt, and pushed a finger towards my pussy |
We walked down a short flight of stairs, and stopped in front of a thick wooden door with the sign “Preview Entrance” over the top. A large bouncer looking guy stood in front. “You girls ready?” he asked.
Jane said, “Yes, and we are here together.” Jane then looked to me. “Just follow my lead. You'll be fine.”
The bouncer opened the door, and we were hit with the roar of bar noise. The bouncer picked up a microphone. “May I have your attention?”
Instantly the music stopped, and the bar was pin-drop silent. “Here is Jane teaming up with a friend!”
The bouncer stepped out of the way. Jane stepped into the room, and I followed. The room was very dim, but as we stepped in, a spotlight hit us. Jane and I were on a runway that completely circled the room. Tables were set about in the middle of the room, and guys - all guys - were sitting.
There was a closed curtain along one wall that appeared to be covering up a stage. As we walked, many of the men stood, and the sounds of “beautiful” and “gorgeous” resounded. We walked slowly, and like Jane, I turned slightly and posed so they got to see my body from all angles, and made eye contact with as many guys as I could. Then, as fast it had begun, we were out of the room and with the bouncer. He lead us through another door, and we were on the stage, just behind the curtain. He lead us to two comfortable chairs, and left.
“What is going on?” I asked.
“The guys in the other room are bidding for us right now. The top two will come here on stage and fight for the right to have us.”
We could hear the bidding start, and from the sound of it, lots of guys wanted in on the action. Finally, the bidding slowed, and it was down to just a handful. And then silence.
The curtain opened, and two men walked up the stairs to the cage. Both were beautiful hunks of men. Muscular, lean, tall, and powerful. As they moved toward us, Jane put her hand under my short skirt, and pushed a finger towards my pussy. I looked at her in surprise, but let my knees spread so she could get better access. First one, then two, and finally three fingers began moving in and out of me.
Instinctively I moved my fingers into her, and soon we were both moaning with our enjoyment. We sat, legs wide, fingering each other while the two fighters watched us, building their resolve to win.
“No cumming,” Jane said, as she pulled out from me, and I did the same. “I just wanted to warm us up for the winner.”
The room grew quiet again as the men stepped onto the elevated platform. They kicked off their shoes and stripped their shirts off as they walked, looking even hotter.
The bouncer grabbed the mic again, “You know the rules: no biting and no eye gouging, but anything else goes. The fight only ends at submission or a knockout. Ready... FIGHT!”
...to be continued!
Instantly the music stopped, and the bar was pin-drop silent. “Here is Jane teaming up with a friend!”
The bouncer stepped out of the way. Jane stepped into the room, and I followed. The room was very dim, but as we stepped in, a spotlight hit us. Jane and I were on a runway that completely circled the room. Tables were set about in the middle of the room, and guys - all guys - were sitting.
There was a closed curtain along one wall that appeared to be covering up a stage. As we walked, many of the men stood, and the sounds of “beautiful” and “gorgeous” resounded. We walked slowly, and like Jane, I turned slightly and posed so they got to see my body from all angles, and made eye contact with as many guys as I could. Then, as fast it had begun, we were out of the room and with the bouncer. He lead us through another door, and we were on the stage, just behind the curtain. He lead us to two comfortable chairs, and left.
“What is going on?” I asked.
“The guys in the other room are bidding for us right now. The top two will come here on stage and fight for the right to have us.”
We could hear the bidding start, and from the sound of it, lots of guys wanted in on the action. Finally, the bidding slowed, and it was down to just a handful. And then silence.
The curtain opened, and two men walked up the stairs to the cage. Both were beautiful hunks of men. Muscular, lean, tall, and powerful. As they moved toward us, Jane put her hand under my short skirt, and pushed a finger towards my pussy. I looked at her in surprise, but let my knees spread so she could get better access. First one, then two, and finally three fingers began moving in and out of me.
Instinctively I moved my fingers into her, and soon we were both moaning with our enjoyment. We sat, legs wide, fingering each other while the two fighters watched us, building their resolve to win.
“No cumming,” Jane said, as she pulled out from me, and I did the same. “I just wanted to warm us up for the winner.”
The room grew quiet again as the men stepped onto the elevated platform. They kicked off their shoes and stripped their shirts off as they walked, looking even hotter.
The bouncer grabbed the mic again, “You know the rules: no biting and no eye gouging, but anything else goes. The fight only ends at submission or a knockout. Ready... FIGHT!”
...to be continued!
good start .. hope you will finish the story
Reply DeleteYes! The story is done, and its in the que for publishing!! I really like to hear what works and what doesn't. I am not intentionally replying as "anonymous", but just having a tough time getting the blog to recognize me!!! I registered as "tustin."
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