CHAPTER NINE #2
I finally reached the point in the song where I twirled upside down again, artfully unhooking my top and letting my breasts free.
I made it look as if my top had just magically come off on its own.
As I looked around, I realized there were lots of couples having sex right out in the open.
Many of the men were watching me while they were inside another woman.
I wondered if the women would be upset, but they didn’t seem to be.
I’d never been in a sex club. At least not an upscale one.
And I didn’t count the VIP room at Gray Bones as a sex club.
I guessed it kind of had been one, but nothing like this.
This was sexy to watch. I could barely take my eyes off some of the couples as I continued my routine.
The song was very long and strung together to keep going for a while.
I repeated my routine a couple of times, but I knew the crowd wouldn’t be able to tell.
Nico had wanted my ‘show’ to last for at least a half hour. I was glad I had so many years of working my muscles out, so it didn’t seem like too much for me. Pole dancing was hard, but I secretly loved it. It required some real athletic skill, and I liked that.
I twirled around and caught sight of Joaquin again.
The woman had gotten on her knees and was giving him head.
I caught sight of something flashing, something that looked like metal.
I sucked in a breath when I realized he had a Jacob’s Ladder piercing on his dick.
Wow. I couldn’t imagine how much that must’ve hurt.
But I bet it felt good when it was inside you.
He caught my eyes and started fucking the woman’s mouth harder.
My heart pounded as his intent became very clear.
He was telling me with his eyes that in his mind he was fucking me.
I finally had to look away. It was turning me on too much.
Then I looked away and caught sight of something even more enticing.
Byron was watching me with a single-mindedness that was flattering.
His eyes never moved off me. He took in every spin, every dip, every bounce of my tits.
And I could see the huge erection tenting his suit pants.
It looked almost painful, and without thinking I licked my lip and bit it.
I could practically hear him groan. He closed his eyes, and I knew he was remembering, like I was, when I sucked him off right before he rescued me.
Before long, the beat wound down. I slowed my routine until I was just dancing smoothly against the pole and then stopped altogether. I threw my head back, my hair flowing down my back, and pushed my chest out as far as I could. I knew it was an ending that would leave an impression.
Everything was quiet for a moment, and I could hear the sounds of people getting off here and there.
Then there was a burst of applause. I stood with my back against the pole and reached up to hold it high above my head.
It was a move that made my waist look tiny and my hips and breasts huge in comparison.
It was calculated to be as sexy as possible.
I heard more groans as men came into the mouths or pussies of whatever woman they were with.
I saw Joaquin coming all over the naked breasts of some woman.
She was different than the one who’d sucked him off earlier.
I had the sense that Joaquin fucked around a lot.
Then I saw him and Leo ushering a large chested blonde into a room, and my eyes widened.
They shared, I realized. That was… kind of a turn on.
Suddenly there was a hand reaching up for me.
I looked down to see Byron offering to help me down off the stage.
I smiled at him, and he changed his mind.
He put his large hands on either side of my waist and lifted me down instead, taking one of my nipples into his mouth and sucking as he did.
I threw back my head and cried out. I’d never been more turned on in my life.
The combination of watching other people getting off to my performance and Byron putting his hands and mouth on me was too much.
I started gasping with need. I was worried I was going to come right there in front of everyone just from Byron sucking my nipples.
And then I did. I screamed out in ecstasy, coming almost as hard as I had with him in the VIP room at Gray Bones. I unintentionally timed my cry right to a lull in conversation, music, everything. It was quiet except for my continued mewls and cries of lust as I came.
“Well,” Nico said into the microphone, “I think that was a success.
There was even louder applause this time, and Byron cradled me in his arms. He carried me off, and before I knew it, he was opening a door to a room.
It was empty except for a wide leather couch and a few chairs.
Just as he turned around with me to pull the door closed, I happened to look up.
I caught Carmen staring at us as she held a glass of whiskey. She didn’t look happy. At all.
I didn’t care for long, though, because Byron was setting up my body how he wanted it on the couch.
He spread my legs and reached up to snap the thong, ripping it right off me.
He pulled me roughly to the edge, until my ass was about to fall off.
Then he got between my legs and began to eat me out like I was his last meal.
“Oh God,” I cried, almost unable to stand it because it felt so good. I had my hands on his head and was rocking my hips in his face as he tongue fucked me, putting my thighs over his big, broad shoulders.
“Spread those legs, baby. I know you can open wider for me.”
He stuffed three of his big fingers inside me, crooking them and rubbing against my G-spot, while he moved his mouth to my clit and sucked it, hard.
I screamed his name, gasping and begging and trying to decide between pushing him away and pulling him closer. It felt so good, but I’d come twice already and was oversensitive. He didn’t care. He kept going, licking up everything I gave him and working my clit until I came again. And then again.
I was begging him to stop by then, and finally he pulled his head up. He licked his lips and smiled at me. I’d never seen a better-looking man in my life. He was so gorgeous, and I was dazed as I stared at him.
“You have the best fucking body I’ve ever seen,” he murmured as he put as much of my tits in his large hands as would fit.
I’d always been self-conscious of how big my breasts were.
I’d even thought I’d probably get breast reduction surgery whenever I could afford it.
But I’d learned that I fell in a gray area.
My breasts were much larger than average, but they were a good bit smaller than the average cup size of someone who had the reduction surgery.
Now? With the way Byron was staring at them and flicking my hard nipples with his thumbs? I didn’t think I’d ever consider it again.
“You are beautiful,” he said reverently.
They were words I’d heard often in my life. This time, though, they really meant something to me. I really felt it in my heart. He said it in a loving, worshipful way as his light brown eyes stared up at me.
I think I was already halfway in love with him. But that? The way he looked at me and the way he stared at me made me feel like the most special, most treasured person on Earth. And I fell hard right then.
“I’ll give you whatever you want,” I whispered. “How do you want me? I’m yours.”
He stood up and stripped off his clothes, unveiling his muscles to me. His arms and chest were… perfect. And I’d never seen an eight pack of abs in person. His ass was muscular and so beautiful I wanted to bite it.
And his cock. I thought maybe I’d dreamed how big it was, but I hadn’t. It stood there, long, thick, and wide. Pre-cum dripped over his crown, and I licked my lips. He stared at me. “At that awful place, I fucked you hard. I used your body like it was made to take me. Was I too rough on you?”
I shook my head. “I loved it.”
“Jesus,” he breathed. “Then I’m going to flip you over that couch and fuck you until you scream. You’re going to take this fucking cock until I say you’re done.”
I nodded, so wet I was dripping. I could almost feel him inside me, and I ached for him. “Yes. Do that. Please,” I moaned.
He grabbed me and walked me around the couch.
He held me against him, cupping my breasts.
He pinched my nipples before pushing me over the back of the couch.
He pushed my legs open as wide as could get them, then grabbed my hips roughly and thrust inside me to the hilt.
I couldn’t even scream. I just opened my mouth in shocked pain and pleasure.
He stayed there, letting me get used to him for just a moment.
Then he started pounding into me. He went faster and faster, rougher and harder until I could barely take it. But it felt so damn good, I didn’t want him to stop.
“Fuck me harder!” I cried like a fool. I could barely take what he was giving me now. But then he did go harder, gasping out his pleasure as I took every bit of him over and over again. Finally, I came again, even harder. I made noises that I’d never heard come out of me before.
“My God, it’s never been like this before,” he managed to say. Then he erupted inside me, filling the condom as he stilled for a moment, then thrust a couple of more times before collapsing over me.
Soon, he carried me around the couch and laid down with me there, stroking my hair and back until we both dozed off.
“I think I’m falling in love with you,” I heard myself whisper right as we drifted into sleep.