Choose Your Shot: An Interactive Erotic Adventure

by Christine d'Abo

  Tegan goes over to the rope bondage room.

  Tegan goes over to a sex swing.

  Please Go Back and Make a Selection.

  Searching for Eli

  Go Back

  Tegan came back into the main floor of the club and immediately went looking for Eli. A part of her wondered why she hadn’t chosen him right away. They’d always had a connection whenever they were playing, one that she’d always taken comfort in. Perhaps it was time to see if there was something else, something more between them.

  The crowd had thinned out a bit from earlier, making it easier to locate the object of her current desire. Eli was standing over by the bar, a beer in his hand and a grin on his face. She’d really missed spending time with him. Shit, she wasn’t completely certain why she hadn’t hooked up with him outside of the club. It would have been such an easy thing to do. Comfortable.

  Whether he sensed he was being watched, or if it was nothing more than dumb luck, Eli turned and met her gaze instantly. The grin changed into something else, something that seemed to have more weight behind it, more meaning. It was sexy and full of promise, something she was looking forward to exploring.

  Tegan crossed her arms and kicked her hip out to the side. Cocking her eyebrow, she gave him a smirk of her own. She was as good at playing this game as he was. And apparently she was completely transparent. Eli chuckled and mouthed the words, time to play? If they were standing side by side, she’d give him some sort of smart-assed response. Instead she pretended to think about it before finally nodding. Sure.

  He pointed around the main floor and shot her a look that said, what now? That was a good question. There were so many things they could do together here tonight. She didn’t necessarily want to go to the dungeon with him. The upstairs rooms had some promise, and yet that wasn’t what she wanted either. Tonight with Eli, she wanted a chance to see if that connection was something real, or if it was simply her trying to latch on to an attractive man who liked the same sexual variety in his life that she did.

  That meant she needed a plan.

  Scanning the room, she saw they had several options available to them, all of which had amazing potential. Two things in particular tweaked her interest, both of which would be perfect. Grinning, Tegan made a come with me motion with her finger and walked over to the one thing she thought would start their time off perfectly.

  Tegan goes over to the rope bondage room.

  Tegan goes over to a sex swing.

  Please Go Back and Make a Selection.

  Searching for Eli

  Go Back

  Tegan came back into the main floor of the club and immediately went looking for Eli. A part of her wondered why she hadn’t chosen him right away. They’d always had a connection whenever they were playing, one that she’d always taken comfort in. Perhaps it was time to see if there was something else, something more between them.

  The crowd had thinned out a bit from earlier, making it easier to locate the object of her current desire. Eli was standing over by the bar, a beer in his hand and a grin on his face. She’d really missed spending time with him. Shit, she wasn’t completely certain why she hadn’t hooked up with him outside of the club. It would have been such an easy thing to do. Comfortable.

  Whether he sensed he was being watched, or if it was nothing more than dumb luck, Eli turned and met her gaze instantly. The grin changed into something else, something that seemed to have more weight behind it, more meaning. It was sexy and full of promise, something she was looking forward to exploring.

  Tegan crossed her arms and kicked her hip out to the side. Cocking her eyebrow, she gave him a smirk of her own. She was as good at playing this game as he was. And apparently she was completely transparent. Eli chuckled and mouthed the words, time to play? If they were standing side by side, she’d give him some sort of smart-assed response. Instead she pretended to think about it before finally nodding. Sure.

  He pointed around the main floor and shot her a look that said, what now? That was a good question. There were so many things they could do together here tonight. She didn’t necessarily want to go to the dungeon with him. The upstairs rooms had some promise, and yet that wasn’t what she wanted either. Tonight with Eli, she wanted a chance to see if that connection was something real, or if it was simply her trying to latch on to an attractive man who liked the same sexual variety in his life that she did.

  That meant she needed a plan.

  Scanning the room, she saw they had several options available to them, all of which had amazing potential. Two things in particular tweaked her interest, both of which would be perfect. Grinning, Tegan made a come with me motion with her finger and walked over to the one thing she thought would start their time off perfectly.

  Tegan goes over to the rope bondage room.

  Tegan goes over to a sex swing.

  Please Go Back and Make a Selection.

  Sexy Swinging

  Go Back

  The sex swing was surprisingly unused, giving her many ideas of the fun they could have. She’d been on a swing in the past, as well as the one tormenting the swinger. It was fun, sexy and something she would love to do with Eli.

  Tegan walked around the side, tugging on the chains and examining the harness. It would easily hold either of their weights, which meant she’d have to make a decision as to what role she wanted to play with Eli. Maybe it was better if they didn’t force a decision between being Dom and sub tonight. They were both flexible, going with where the mood would take them. She’d just go with the flow and see where they both ended up.

  “Oh, this will be fun.” He came up behind her and circled her waist. “I was wondering what you were going to pick.”

  “Now I just need to decide if I want to be giving or receiving.” There were benefits to both, and Tegan wasn’t entirely sure what she was in the mood for.

  “Well, I have a preference, if I’m allowed to express an opinion.” Leaning in, he pressed his lips to the side of her throat. “I would love to see you secured to that swing, spread out for me so I can eat you out.”

  She swallowed hard, as her nipples tightened and a tingle started low in her belly. “That might be acceptable.”

  “Acceptable? Hmm, you’re not sounding convinced. Is there anything I can do to sway you around to my way of thinking?”

  Eli’s hot breath tickled her neck and down across the tops of her breasts. She hated that she was so easy to manipulate, that her body responded without her even realizing. And yet, that reaction alone told her as much as she needed to hear. She wanted him in any way she could get him. “Maybe.”

  “Maybe? How about if I tell you that I want to devour you. Taste what I only teased before. Would that work?”

  Without speaking, she turned around and stepped back against the swing harness. “Devour, you say?”

  There was that damnable smile of his. She loved and loathed it at the same time, typically because it meant he was up to no good. “I promise you won’t regret a single moment.”

  “I have no doubt you’ll do your best.”

  Getting into a sex swing can go one of two ways. The Gods of Horniness will smile upon you as you sit down and shift into position. You get the straps where they need to be, your feet in the stirrups without problem and your legs spread perfectly. Or you slip and land flat on your ass. That had only happened to her once, but that was more than enough to teach her the lesson she needed to learn.

  The black bars holding the swing were two large, upside-down Us, only slightly reminiscent of their far more innocent backyard cousins. They were diagonally across each other, making an X above the head of the person on the swing. The swing itself was held up by a metal unit that connected the straps to the spring, giving the spring its bounce.

  She backed up until she felt th
e straps that would hold her in place. A little prep work before she could take the next step. Keeping her gaze on Eli, she unzipped the back of her leather skirt and let it fall to the floor. Next went her corset, though she stumbled a bit pulling the eye hooks free while keeping her gaze on the object of her desire. It didn’t appear to distract from his viewing pleasure, so she simply gave him a smile and continued.

  For his part, he’d given her his undivided attention. His gaze traveled across her body as each inch of bare skin was exposed. Her nipples were hard and her breath came out in gasps as the corset fell to the floor and she was left in nothing but her panties. She was about to pull them free as well when he held up his hand, stopping her.

  “Let me.”

  Heat rolled off his body and across her skin as he reached out and tugged the thin fabric down her legs. She couldn’t stop from gasping as she finally stood bared to him, the evidence of his desire pressing out in the front of his leather pants.

  “I’d forgotten how beautiful you are.” He cupped her cheek for a moment before sliding his hand across her neck and shoulder. “Your skin is perfect.”

  She could have stayed like that for a while, but if she did they wouldn’t get to experience the fun of the swing.

  “If I land on my ass you’re not allowed to laugh.”

  Instead of promising, he laughed. “No way. I’d lose my shit if that happened.”

  “I better be careful then. I wouldn’t want you to lose your shit.”

  She sat down on the double straps of the swing before she pulled the second one up and leaned back. The straps were now across the backs of her thighs and the middle of her back. It gave her the freedom to move around, but also the support she needed. The swing bounced as she shifted into place, testing out the straps and the various positions she’d be able to move her legs.

  “There was a time when I was quite flexible.” Grabbing hold of the top of the back of the swing, she lifted her legs and wrapped them around the straps, exposing her bare pussy to Eli. “Yup, still got it.” And she had every intention of using it to torment him tonight.

  “Fuck me.” He dropped to his knees between her legs and cupped the backs of her thighs. “Don’t move for a minute.”

  “While I can’t stay here all night, I’ll give you some time to play. Just make sure not to dally too long.”

  This was fantastic, the easy banter between them. Most of the men at the club wanted to take on a definite role—Doms wanted to be Doms and subs were expecting you to tell them what was what. With Eli, she could relax and do whatever struck her fancy. It was awesome and freeing, especially when she knew he was amazing in bed.

  She couldn’t stop a moan when he ran his tongue along the back of her thigh, from the base of her ass, all the way up to the back of her knee. She had to grab hold of the swing’s straps even harder to keep from moving too much.

  For his part, Eli seemed to enjoy his exploration of her body. His moans were only undercut by the sound of him licking and sucking on her skin, her pussy, biting the sides of her thighs. She could barely think, her own debauched sounds joining his. She opened her eyes long enough to see that they were drawing a bit of a crowd. Several men and more than a few women were openly staring at her exposed cunt, wet from her arousal and Eli’s mouth.

  “I’m going to make you come. Just like this.” He got higher up on his knees and began to pump her pussy with his fingers.

  Initially he set a pace that was slow, even and not something that would easily bring Tegan to climax. He’d occasionally twist his hand, running his fingertip along the top and sides of her vagina. When he added a second finger, he also started fanning them out, stretching her pussy and teasing every sensitive spot she had.

  Keeping her gaze locked on him, she started to rock the swing so the momentum forced her body to slam into his hand harder and harder. It wasn’t quite the same as being fucked hard, but she wasn’t going to say no to it either.

  He grinned, his blue eyes sparkling as he began to rub the top of her clit with his free hand. “You want this bad. Don’t you, baby?”

  “You better make me come, or I’m going to kick your ass.”

  “I plan on it. More than once. This will just get you ready for the main attraction.”

  She didn’t normally mind an audience, but tonight with Eli a part of her wanted to be alone with him, pushing each other’s boundaries in private. She was greedy for his attention, which wasn’t normal for her.

  Shit, she wasn’t focusing.

  Closing her eyes once more, she let her body relax back into the swing and focused on the sensations running through her body. His fingers were long and thick, filling her body. He’d returned to licking her skin, sucking on the insides of her thighs as he rubbed her clit with his thumb. Yeah, that was better. Her nipples had grown sensitive as the breeze generated by the rocking of the swing prickled at them. Her breasts felt alive, and the shooting pleasure warmed the rest of her body.

  “That’s it.” Eli encouraged her with more pressure to her clit. “You’re so fucking wet. I can feel your muscles squeezing my fingers.”

  “Close.” And she was. In the space of a few minutes, she’d gone from not sure if she’d be able to come, to standing on the precipice. Her body began to shake, suddenly hot from the rush of approaching pleasure.

  When he leaned over and sucked her clit into his mouth she reached the breaking point. She squeezed the straps, let her head fall back and screamed. Trapped in the position that she was, it was impossible for her to do anything but let her orgasm take control.

  Before the final wave of pleasure finished rolling through her, Eli was on his feet and undoing his pants. The spark of humor that she’d always associated with him had faded, replaced with one of lustful desire. In that moment, she saw what he’d been hiding.

  Eli had that same look of focused infatuation that she’d seen on many other men in the club. The one that told her that the sex meant a whole lot more to them than they were letting on. She tried to suck in a breath, overwhelmed more by that realization than her orgasm, but the air was hard in coming.

  “Put your legs down,” he said as he rolled on the condom. “I want to feel them around me while I fuck you.”

  Gravity did most of the work for her as she unhooked her feet and let them fall. Not that they were down for long, as he stepped into position and slid his condom-covered cock into her pussy. He was so big, filling every bit of her as he pushed his way forward. The swing swayed with the motion and she had no choice but to wrap her legs around him.

  “I’m going to fuck you so hard.”

  Using the momentum of the swing, he set a punishing pace. He was bent over her, using the swing’s legs as leverage, so he could connect his pubic bone with her clit. Tegan’s breasts swayed with the movement, sending shivers of pleasure through her body, down to her pussy. It felt as if she was floating, riding a wave of pleasure as she soared through the air.

  “You’re all flushed and sweaty.” He licked across her nipple. “Your cunt is squeezing my cock. You want to come again, don’t you?”

  Tegan swallowed. “Yeah.”

  “You want me to make you come?”

  “Fuck yeah.”

  He pulled up, grabbed her by the hips and began to fuck her in earnest. She couldn’t look away from the expression on his face. The overwhelming desire, the intense focus directed solely at her—it was stunning to see.

  A man came up behind Eli and leaned against the swing. “Jesus, man. She’s panting for you.”

  Eli grinned, but this time it didn’t quite reach his eyes. “She’s amazing.”

  “Need any help, bro? I’m more than happy to tease those tits of hers.”

  For a second, she thought he was going to say yes. Not that she had any issues with participating in a threesome, but
that wasn’t what she’d wanted tonight. She’d been searching for something, someone who she’d be able to spend more time with. She needed to know if Eli was that man.

  Something must have shown on her face, because he slowed his thrusts and shook his head. “Not tonight, man. She’s all mine.”

  The other guy chuckled. “Normally I’d call you a selfish asshole. But I don’t blame you.” Giving her leg a squeeze, he stepped back. “Another time, maybe.”

  “Thanks,” she managed to get out before another wave of pleasure shot through her. “I’m so close again.”

  “Wait for me.” Eli closed his eyes and started pounding into her. “I’m almost there.”

  It was harder than she would have thought possible to hold her orgasm back, but she somehow managed. His naked chest was flushed and his nipples were hard. A sheen of sweat covered his skin and his blond hair was plastered to the side of his face. She could tell the moment before he opened his eyes that he was about to come.

  Finally.

  She held his gaze as long as she was able before her climax hit and she moaned. Her body couldn’t take too much more tonight, as the orgasm seemed to tear her body apart before it reassembled into a quivering mass. His cries of pleasure mixed with hers until she wasn’t sure who was making the sounds. And as quickly as they’d started, their bodies seemed to give out at once.

  She relaxed back against the swing straps, not even a little concerned that it wouldn’t support her. He wasn’t as fortunate, having to maintain his feet while pulling off the condom. Then he helped her to her feet, supporting her body as they moved over to a chair.

  “I love that the club has so many of these now.” He sat first, then pulled her into his lap. “It makes post-fucking cuddles so much easier.”