Tonya is hot, wet, and ready to get kinky. She convinces a shy friend to go to a fetish club for her birthday, and it seems like the perfect place to let her wild side run free.
Liam likes to watch, but when he sees the raven-haired beauty, he follows her through the club, ready to oblige her lustful needs. She is sure that a man like him is not the foreplay type. Boy, is she wrong. |
The room was solid black carpet. Walls, floors, all covered in soft carpeting. In the center of the room a solitary light lit a stage. A stunning blonde stood there. Two attractive men flanked her. She ran a hand over both of their well-muscled chests at once, then moved her fingertips down to wrap around their hard cocks. Both men stared intently at her naked breasts, their fingers at work between her spread thighs. Tonya bit her lip as the dark-haired man kissed the blonde then lowered her to the ground. The blond man crouched down next to them, his gaze finding Tonya's in the darkened room. His chin lifted an inch, his lips pursed. The men kissed and licked the blonde. One man on the floor and one man kneeling behind her, they positioned her on her hands and knees between them. Tonya swallowed hard. Swollen cocks positioned, they entered her, and the blonde threw her head back, eyes closed. Bodies writhing, they moved together, moaning their ecstasy.
She bit her lip, her fingertips rubbing lightly across the flesh of her thigh. Masculine hands slid over her waist and down the undersides of her palms to play at the skin her fingers caressed.
"Caught ya, lass."
A thrill jolted through her, shooting straight to the little nub between her legs.
"Right sexy ta watch, isn't it, love?"
She squirmed to relieve the throbbing ache that formed between her thighs and licked her lips. The club; the nude, writhing group; the man behind her, touching her—it was everything she craved. She stood on the precipice of desire as she had always wanted. Perhaps now she could go wild and let herself be…kinky. The word brought a smile to her lips. Instead of turning, she pressed back into the muscular chest behind her, feeling the hard erection through his jeans.
"Ya see how excited the lass is?" His fingers played across her thigh, inching closer and closer to her panties. |
