She turned to look at Pierre and with a bright smile lighting her eyes said, “I guess it's settled then, let's light the fire and ignite desire.”
* * * *
Almost on cue the music changed tempo. Earlier it was soft, soothing, and low, background music. Now it changed. The volume increased and the rhythm was sensual. Dance music. Jason looked at Victoria sitting next to him, so many questions swimming in his head, all of which he wanted to ask over the next few days. He started with, “How did you ever get the idea for this club?”
“It just sort of came to me in a dream.”
“I think I'd like to be in your dreams.”
She laughed, “Well you just might be sweetheart; however, for now you're here with me in the flesh. Shall we dance?”
“My pleasure,” Jason said as he took her hand and led them to the dance floor. The soft strains of Il Mistero Dell´Amore filled the air; the passionate sound of Andrea Bocelli's voice weaving a cocoon of love's mysteries around them. Taking her in his arms Jason pulled her body close to his. He was a very good dancer and his body moved perfectly in time to the music.
His scent filled her nostrils, woodsy, seductive, and bold; this was the essence of Jason Hunter. His arms were strong, and he led her around the dance floor, speaking of nonsense things or at least she hoped they were nonsense, because the last thing she could do at the moment was concentrate on his words.
Her hands rested on his shoulders, fingers playing with the ends of his hair, stroking slowly over his neck. Moving her face closer to his neck, her lips planted soft kisses below his ear. She could feel the muscles in his back ripple as her lips played with his flesh. His hands moved slowly down the center of her back and rested briefly on her ass, as he pulled gently bringing her hips tight against his.
They moved around the dance floor, lost in the warm feeling of two bodies joined together, the music flowing around them softly. His hands, like a flash fire moving everywhere, first her ass, then up her back, softly coming to rest on her waist, then trailing slowly down her sides. Jason bent his head low to whisper in her ear, “I'd like to taste more of you.” They spun around. “I'd like to take your nipples in my mouth and suck until you cum.”
She wanted to tell him to keep talking and it might happen sooner then he planned, but she seemed to be tongue-tied. She continued to mold into his body, feeling the swell of his cock on her hip, her lips trailing kisses along his neck, her hands resting softly on his shoulders, the deep strains of Bocelli's voice dancing along her spine.
“I want to drink of you Victoria,” he stated, his voice deep and passionate. Taking her chin in his hand he moved his lips to connect with hers. Her lips parted to allow his tongue entry and his taste overwhelmed her. Sweet, warm, wet, his tongue dancing with hers, mingling as he explored as deeply as his tongue would reach. His lips pressed tight, his hands started moving again. Down her back and up, his left arm coming to rest on the hem of her skirt and she felt him lifting it up, his fingers trailing over exposed flesh and the kiss deepened. He held her ass cheek in one hand and his other hand was resting on her waist. His tongue continued to dance within her mouth and she could feel him slowly start to suck, tasting her juice and kneading her ass, all the while spinning them across the floor.
She moved to break the seal of their lips, looking up into his face, head tilting back until their eyes met. She could see the raging lust written there and yet his body was in complete control.
“You taste so very good, I could drink from your body all night.” His seductive voice washed over her as his lips locked once more to start the dance of tongues again.
She had no time to talk let alone think. He was making her body ache with need, the heat building. She didn't believe a kiss could get any deeper than the one they exchanged moments before, and yet he had found new areas of her mouth to explore and with each probing thrust of his tongue the heat climbed. She could feel the wetness between her legs, her nipples becoming hard as rocks.
His hand was moving again, the front of her skirt lifting, his warm fingers coming to rest on the flesh of her outer thigh. He wrapped his left arm around her waist, his right moved to the front of her hip, as he turned her slightly away from his body to gain more access. She could feel his fingers glide down her belly, coming to rest on her mound.
The kiss exploded, the sucking increased as her tongue was pulled in and out, softly enough not to hurt, but strong enough to send shivers rippling through her. His right hand was poised on her clit, and he had her locked into position. He released her tongue, and in that instant his fingers plunged into her pussy, moving up and outward to hit her g-spot, his lips left hers at the same moment to lock on the soft flesh below her ear. He held her quivering on his fingers as he pressed against the inside wall. Rolling left to right he strummed her g-spot in rhythm to the music. The heat was intense, as her hips pushed up into his hand, increasing the pressure against the knot.
“I'm going to make you cum in ways you've never imagined,” he whispered in her ear. His fingers moved back away from her nub then quickly pushed up and forward again, forcing a soft sensual moan from deep within.
“I'm going to explore every inch of your delicate body, lick you from head to toe, and revel in the luscious taste of you.” Again, his fingers moved up, hard, pushing, swirling the nub around his fingertips.
She could feel hot cum coating the walls of her pussy. Waves of heat washed from deep inside, her entire body consumed in flames. His expert fingers kept the pressure building, his words sending chills down her spine.
“You're going to beg for more, day after day, with each new experience, I'm going to take you to the edge of ecstasy and beyond.” His voice was seductive, passionate. His fingers continued to move up and over the knot of her sweet spot. His thumb began a slow dance against her clit. Wet from the honey now flowing in rivers from deep within, the muscles of her pussy contracted hard, sucking his fingers tight as the wave of orgasm began to shake her body. Her lips parted as a series of low rumbling moans escaped from deep within her throat.
“Your cum will flow day and night, my beautiful lady. Your naked body my inspiration, your pussy a temple for my cock.” His voice was deep, commanding as his words rolled over her.
Jason felt her body respond to him as a scream escaped her lips and filled the air around them. The orgasm exploded! Her passionate release beyond anything he had ever felt before. The fire deep within him was burning and he wanted to make this moment last forever. “Scream Victoria, soar over the edge of sensation, let the heat take you up and over.”
Her muscles tightened; his fingers probed up on her g-spot, releasing a stream of white-hot cum which he massaged back against the nub.
“Fly high on the wings of passion, let it consume you, let it flow free, and scream baby scream”
As her body shook, his fingers kept the pressure on her swollen honey pot, gripped tight by pulsing muscles deep inside. Her screams of ecstasy filled the room.
“Your eyes are smoldering, your body glistens with pearls of perspiration, and the sweet smell of sex surrounds you. Take a breath Victoria because I'm not done with you yet,” his body moved slightly, as his fingers slid out from between her legs, cum coated fingers, which left a trail of wetness along her hip.
* * * *
Suddenly free, her body swayed, knees weak. Before she had moved more than an inch, he bent her backward over his arm and his mouth connected with the soft flesh of her shoulder. Legs slightly parted, shudders still racking her body, his free hand moved to release her breasts from the silk cups holding them. Warm wet fingers united with nipple and he applied pressure. His lips became fire on her skin as the pressure of his thumb and finger increased on her tit.
Bent back with eyes closed, she did not see the couples sitting quietly now, watching this masterful seduction. She could only feel what they could see. Cupping her breast and still holding her safely in his left arm, his lips parted from her shoulder and hi
s tongue trailed down to her breast. Taking the nipple softly in his lips, he sucked. His hand cupping below to push her breast to his face and he slowly increased the pressure of his lips.
Harder he sucked until a moan rose from deep within her belly, “Jase,” she moaned.
Harder he sucked, pulling nipple taunt, releasing, then sucking in more of her breast, releasing. Again and again he pulled. “Ohhh Jase,” her voice became deeper, more sensual.
His tongue licked over the tip, rolling around the outside edge, then opening his mouth wide and engulfing her breast, he suckled. “JASE,” she screamed.
The heat exploded, starting deep within the center of her being, pushing upward over her clit. Hot cum moving toward the surface like lava, throbbing, pulsing, until it broke free. His fingers rammed hard between her legs finding their mark and pushing up and forward again. Slamming her nub tight against the outer wall and holding it there.
“Oh god yes, Jaseeeee I'm cumming. Suck hard, take me to the edge.”
And he did, her nipple sliding in and out of his hot mouth, rolling it on his tongue, pulling hard one second, then sucking in more and more of her breast. All the time his fingers pressed up and down against her g-spot, massaging cum into the knot he created. Press. Release. Press. Release. Over and over his mouth and fingers worked in unison, until her whole body was jolted with the vibrations of orgasm.
Slowly he released the suction on her nipple, lifting her back against his body and holding tightly. She lay there in his arms, body racked with tremors, breath shallow, skin tingling and soft sensual moans of pleasure coming from deep within, vibrating off his chest as he held her in his embrace.
The music had stopped. She couldn't say when, nor did she know how long they had been the center of attention. As she became aware of the room again, she realized they were the only couple on the dance floor. The others had all taken seats around the room, watching the show. With a smile lighting his eyes, Jason bowed ever so slightly to the crowd, turned them around and walked slowly toward the bar.
And standing there behind the bar was Pierre, a smug look of satisfaction lighting his eyes.
* * * *
Arriving back at their seats, Jason was careful not to touch Victoria's skin, as he knew her body was still twitching from the exquisite climax he had expertly wrought from deep within her. Experience told him her muscles were still contracting, and her clit pulsed with blood rushing in and out of her veins. She needed time to let her body relax, to digest the sensations currently overwhelming her nerves.
As he waited for her body to settle back to normal, he scanned the main salon and observed the activities taking place in various locations throughout the room. Several couples were involved with swings, toys, and bondage gear and it appeared some had sought the comfort of guest rooms in the east wing. While any or all of these scenes were captivating, his eyes were drawn to a stage area, set about two feet above the level of the dance floor. A kaleidoscope of lights shone down from above, casting an interesting pattern on nine naked bodies standing a little to the left of a raised platform at center stage.
Two men emerged from the wings, leading a beautiful young woman, dressed in white lace, and blindfolded. Stopping in the center of the stage, waiting a moment for everyone to look in their direction, they slowly removed the lace covering her voluptuous body. Taking the woman by the arms they each grabbed a leg and with defined grace swept her off her feet, holding her body in mid-air. Moving to the raised area, they laid her down, her brilliant red hair hanging over one edge and her legs hanging over the opposite side.
Each man then proceeded to strap her in place. Handcuffs for her wrists were mounted to rings on the floor. Each cuff had adjustable chain links attached near the base of the platform, to allow her arms to be locked into position. Moving to the other side each man in turn strapped an ankle tightly to the bottom corner of the wooden frame, successfully pinning her spread-eagled and available for whatever pleasure they had planned.
Once the woman was in place, flesh exposed, and eyes unable to see what was coming, the men moved into position. The first man straddled her face, reaching forward and taking her breasts into his hands, he pushed them together creating a nest for his cock, which he slid in and out between her tightly-held mounds, his hands pushing hard to keep her tits formed into a deep recess for his rod.
The second man moved to stand between her spread legs and using his fingers to spread her lips wide, he began thrusting his shaft in and out of her dripping wet pussy, his body slamming hard against her body, which was unable to move because of the restraints holding her in place. The two men worked as a team, sliding their cocks in, then out in rhythm.
Breaking away from the nine naked bodies standing on the left and moving into position behind the second man was a woman, who bent at the waist and took hold of his ankles, pushing her ass up with her legs slightly parted. Her nipples were hard and she moved her hips in time to the motion of the man in front of her. A second woman broke from the line of naked bodies waiting their turn and kneeling beside her, took the tit hanging freely down and sucked it into her mouth. Holding the breast in place, she began an up and down motion with her body, sucking harder and harder with each thrust. Five bodies all moving together as one.
Joining this dance next was another man, who took a position behind the woman bent at the waist. His cock erect and hard, he spread the cheeks of her ass, and guiding his shaft forward, rammed his rod deep. The woman's body shuddered from the all-out assault on her hole, unable to move much because her tit was being sucked toward the floor by the woman kneeling at her side. It took a moment for the rhythm of his rod, hitting deep in her anus, to catch up with those in front of him. Soon everyone was moving in time again, cocks thrusting in and out, pussies, asses, and tits being sucked and fucked from one end of the line to the other.
The next player, a woman, moved into position behind the man. Also bent at the waist, she began running her hands up and down his inner thighs. Her back was straight as another woman moved from the few remaining in line and using a rather large dong, laid down between the slightly spread legs of the bent over woman, pushing the dong slowly, ever so slowly deep into the pussy framed above her. The dong, about eight inches long and three inches wide disappeared inside, as it was slowly and methodically pulled in and out. Eight bodies now pulsed together as sweat started glistening on skin, each link in the chain working to deliver climax to the body connected to theirs.
Two of the four remaining men walked toward this sea of bodies and knelt on the floor, one on each side of the woman expertly ramming the dong against the forward g-spot of the woman above. With their knees spread, cocks and balls hanging exposed, each took hold of a tit and started massaging, rolling the now hard nubs between fingers and thumbs. While holding her huge breast in one hand, the first man shoved four fingers between her legs and buried them into her pussy, pumping in and out as the other moved to play his fingers swiftly over her clit. Within moments they had hands moving as one, squeezing nipples, holding tight, as fingers pumped hard up against the knot growing deep inside her.
The last two women in line moved into positions under these men, sliding forward until their mouths were centered under the cocks above. Taking rock hard rods into their hands each started sucking deeply in and out with their mouths. Their hands rubbed balls as each attempted to engulf a cock within their throat; sucking deeply with tongues rolling around the crown, then using their hands to feed the cock back deeply into their throats. Both ladies had their legs spread in anticipation of the last remaining men in line.
These two moved between the outspread legs and with vibrators in hand, began a circling movement over clits glistening with dew. Two humming vibes danced against clits, sliding between wet lips to delve in and out of wet, pink folds of pleasure. Penis shaped vibes pushed deep inside, then up, sliding out and circling the clitoris before plunging inside again.
And rising from this group of bodies wa
s the sound of flesh hitting flesh, as cocks and balls, slapped against asses. Slurping as women sucked tits and dicks, trying to keep a combination of saliva and cum from spilling out of their mouths. Deep rumbling moans of pleasure escaped from those whose mouths were full and screams of climax arose from deep inside the throats those whose mouths were not.
Several people sat quietly, eyes transfixed on twelve bodies moving in perfect unison, none breaking the combined suction of bodies entwined. This orgy was a sea of bodies, a conga line of dicks, pussies, and tits; each sucking, plunging, pumping, twisting, until you could not distinguish where one body ended and the next began. A dance, choreographed by the god of sexual pleasure, was weaving a spell on those involved and those watching.
Jason felt a fire ignite deep within his belly, his muscle swelling to push against the bonds of his tailored pants. Shifting slightly to relieve the pressure, his eyes still locked on the writhing mass of flesh before him, he failed to notice Victoria turn to follow his gaze.
Chapter 5
Victoria leaned over to place her lips close to Jason's ear. Without even trying, her voice came out in a seductive hush. “Poetry in motion.”
“Dance of the gods.”
“Again we have a difference of opinion.”
“Our opinions can differ all they like, as long as our bodies mold together in perfect harmony. Speaking of which, how is your beautiful body doing?”
“Relaxed, pleasured, and feeling very satisfied at the moment.”
“I plan to keep you hovering between exquisite need, and delightful satisfaction from now until the end of time, angel.”
No one had ever called her angel before, and coming from him; it was liquid velvet to her ears. His voice had a commanding tone, as if she dare not question him, but at the same time held a hesitant note, giving her an opportunity to dispute his claim. Her mind was incapable of grasping the thought for long, with his hands so near, his scent wafting around, making the knot in the pit of her stomach grow hot with desire.
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