by Rowe, Jordan
Lori said to her bouncer, “If you people wanted us to be sober, then this place really needs to have less booze and more orgies.”
Kady broke away from her bouncer just before they arrived at the exit. She said to a guy that had his arm around a woman, “Attach a vibrator to your tongue. That’s the way to a woman’s heart.” She snorted and began laughing.
“Let’s go, sweetheart,” the bouncer said, taking her arm.
Outside, the four of them crawled into the limo. Lori opened the roof, stood up, and yelled at the crowd waiting outside the club, “Hey everyone! I’m going to have sex with my three girlfriends!” She giggled and fell back down into the limo.
Jordan leaned toward Lori and slurred, “I am…fucking wasted.” She kissed Lori on her sweaty neck and asked, “So, you’re having sex with your three girlfriends?”
Lori pointed to Vanessa and Kady who had already stripped off their clothes and were kissing. “Um…yes I am.”
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Kady was on the bottom of the sixty-nine, Vanessa on top. Both licked and sucked with pure drunken hunger. They fingered each other, licked up the wetness, then fingered some more.
Jordan had become infatuated with Lori’s plump breasts. They both had stripped completely naked. Lori sat on the leather seat and Jordan climbed on top of her so that their pussies rubbed together. Jordan lifted Lori’s right breast and they both licked the nipple with the tips of their tongues. Jordan then grabbed both of Lori’s tits, smashed them together and sucked as much as she could take in her mouth.
Jordan turned around, grabbed Lori by the thighs, and rubbed her ass along Lori’s chest, down her stomach, and aggressively rubbed their pussies together. Lori dipped her finger inside Jordan’s ass and fucked the hole. Jordan squeezed Lori’s thighs while having a fierce orgasm.
Lori removed her finger, shoved Jordan forward so that she was on her knees and facedown on the other seat. Lori then placed her mouth on Jordan’s pussy and tongue-fucked her from behind.
Vanessa and Kady crawled behind Lori. Vanessa put three fingers into Lori’s pussy, while Kady put a finger into Lori’s ass. Lori continued tongue-fucking Jordan. Both of them had one orgasm after another.
Kady and Lori then sprawled out on the leather seats, facing each other. Jordan and Vanessa did the same on the other seat. Vanessa whispered, “So, did you have fun tonight?”
Jordan melded her body close to her best friend. “I had a fucking blast,” she said, kissing Vanessa.
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On Monday, Jordan decided to leave the condo early and walk to the 4th & Commerce Parking Garage. Her cell phone rang with the caller ID saying, IDIOT II. “Did you sell your restaurant yet?” Jordan asked, crossing the street. The air turned a bitter cold. She had on a long blue wool coat, boots, and blue wool cap, but she was still shivering.
“The paperwork will go through at the end of the month,” Jeremy said. “Actually, it will be on your birthday.”
“Your restaurant has nothing to do with me, or my birthday.”
“Whatever. I did not call you to discuss my business.”
Jordan walked by Flavour and saw Vanessa through the window, but she looked busy. Jordan continued forward, knowing that she had to meet Zizi anyway. “Then why did you call?”
“I know that you are getting married.”
Jordan stopped in her tracks. A man had been walking behind her and slammed into her back. He gave her a dirty look then scurried away.
“What the hell are you talking about?” Jordan asked.
“One of my buddies saw you in the Mai club. He took some nice pictures of you wearing a veil and then pictures of your drunk ass friends making fools out of themselves.”
Jordan smiled and continued walking. “Well, I thought maybe I’d give marriage another try.”
“Who is he?”
“What do you mean?”
“The guy you are marrying?”
“Does it matter?”
“I don’t know…yes…it matters!”
“Well, I learned a lot from my last two marriages.”
“Don’t be a bitch. Just tell me his name and what he does for a living.”
“It’s not a man.”
“What?”
“I’m marrying Vanessa.” Jordan held the phone away from her mouth so she could laugh.
“Are you fucking shitting me?”
“No. We are in love. I should have married her in the first place.”
Jordan arrived at 4th & Commerce Parking Garage, attempting to contain her giggling. She could hear Jeremy’s breathing through the phone. He finally said, “Well, same-sex marriage is banned in Tennessee.”
“That’s okay,” Jordan said in a pleasant voice. “Vanessa and I don’t really care about the marriage. We just like the same-sex.”
Jordan hung up with a smile on her face.
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Zizi was dressed in her usual tight white blouse, snug black skirt, black stockings, and black tennis shoes. For the first time, Jordan wondered what Zizi would look like in other clothes.
Zizi opened the limousine door as Jordan approached. “Welcome back.”
“Aren’t you cold?” Jordan asked.
“I like the cold. It makes my nipples hard.” Zizi smiled and pointed inside the limo. “Get in.”
Jordan laughed and crawled inside. Two tumblers of Dark Ice were on the tiny fridge. She sucked one of them down before Zizi had pulled the limo out of the garage. Jordan licked her lips and leaned back in the leather seat, thinking about her last few limo experiences and all the sex she had in the past week.
Jordan noticed Zizi’s sharp eyes in the review mirror. “Can you please raise the partition? I want a little privacy.”
“No problem.”
After the partition was all the way up, Jordan opened her coat, unzipped her jeans, and lowered them to her thighs. She leaned forward and took a sip from the other tumbler of Dark Ice.
She pulled her panties to the side and began rubbing the edge of her clit. The Dark Ice surged through her body, taking away every care in the world.
Jordan continued rubbing the top of her clit, feeling the wetness increase. She could not wait to arrive at Dark. She kept her fingers firm on her pussy while using her other hand to scoop up the tumbler and drink down the rest of the Dark Ice. She placed the tumbler back on the fridge and continued rubbing the top of her clit.
She had a trivial orgasm that was like a tease to her sexual emotions. She continued rubbing the edge of her clit while using her other hand to rub the rest of her pussy. She dipped one finger in, then a second, followed by a third. A surge of wetness provided a mind blowing orgasm. She shoved a fourth finger inside and continued rubbing with her other hand.
Jordan grunted much louder than intended, feeling a sense of relief.
It took a few moments before she was able to pull up her jeans and zip them. She then opened the fridge and put on the black silk mask.
Jordan was plenty warmed up for her Dark experience.
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Inside the small room at Dark, Jordan took off her coat and placed it on the back of the leather chair. She noticed two more shot glasses of Dark Ice on the small iron table.
The television screen popped on. “Hello everyone, this is Becket. First, I would like to welcome all of you back to your third session of Dark.”
Jordan took off her sweater, shirt, and bra, then did a shot of Dark Ice while listening to Becket.
“In a few minutes, we will lower the lights and you can go inside. Last week, two people knocked their heads together. They are okay, but once again, we encourage you to move slowly throughout the room. I know it can be difficult at times, but a cracked skull won’t do much for your sexual pleasures.” He let out a cheesy laugh.
Jordan rolled her eye
s, kicked off her boots, slid off each sock, then lowered her jeans and underwear.
“Another person had dropped out this week, so we are down to seventeen people. We ask that you do not discuss anything personal with the other clients while inside Dark.”
Jordan looked up at the screen. She already knew which person supposedly dropped out. It was the same person that warned her not to drink the Dark Ice and never return to this place.
The lights began to dim.
“Well,” Becket said, “Enjoy your Dark experience.” The screen went black.
Jordan eyed her clothes and considered redressing. She then gazed at the second shot of Dark Ice.
She scooped up the shot, drank it down, placed the shot glass on the table, then lowered to her knees. The room turned pitch black, followed by the sound of the wall opening. Jordan crawled forward and entered the massive room, looking around at the lit numbers located high above. Number six was not lit.
Neither was number nineteen.
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This chapter is dedicated to an unsurpassed oral sexual position…sixty-nine.
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The Dark Ice consumed Jordan’s mind and body. Her veins felt warm, skin moist, eyes watered as if she were stoned.
The numbered lights around the room became blurry. Jordan continued crawling forward, noticing a tiny light floating in the middle of the room. She crawled closer, wondering if her mind had been playing tricks with her vision.
Someone brushed by someone on the right. Another person bumped into her on the left. The tiny light must have been real, drawing in the seventeen guests to the center.
Perhaps, it was time that everyone meets at once.
Suddenly, the tiny light disappeared. However, it must have done its job, because Jordan could sense warm bodies all around her. The seventeen guests joined together in a massive orgy.
Jordan felt a woman with curvy breasts. Another woman joined them. Her breasts were a bit smaller, but still ample in size. Jordan felt hands all over her body. Lips kissing her in random spots. Pussies and cocks rubbing against her.
She reached out, touching a different person in each direction. Soft moans, grunts, and whimpers floated in the darkness. A large cock eased inside of her while her arms were spread and she stroked a cock and fingered a pussy. Meanwhile, a man and woman took turns kissing her neck, lips, and sliding their tongues in her mouth.
The cock inside of her seemed to increase in size. He lifted her leg and pressed fingers in her ass while he continued to drive his cock in and out of her.
A woman must have stumbled into the group, falling on Jordan’s stomach. It was more shocking than painful. The woman kissed Jordan’s ribs, bellybutton, and worked her way down to where the cock was sliding into her. The woman licked the top of Jordan’s clit. Then, the woman began to move back and forth while her tongue slid sideways along Jordan’s pussy.
Someone must have been fucking her from behind.
A spurt of cum oozed between Jordan’s fingers. She had actually forgotten that she was jerking someone off.
The man and woman by Jordan’s head were either laying beside her, or replaced by another two people. Jordan could not tell. She was lost in a world of fascination and pleasure. She had lost count on how many orgasms she actually had, but it was one after another.
The large cock finally spewed cum inside of her as he released his fingers from her ass. It was replaced by a longer cock, but much thinner. The woman licking Jordan’s pussy had not stopped. Two more cocks pressed against Jordan; one by her mouth and one on her right breast. With her left hand, Jordan grabbed the cock by her mouth and began sucking. At the same time, she grabbed the other cock with her right hand and jerked it off while pressing the head of his cock against her nipple.
Another mouth joined the woman below. The tongue was thick and strong. Jordan realized it was a man.
The long, thin cock inside of her came with a tiny spurt of fluids. Meanwhile, the man and woman below must have decided to fuck each other.
The cock in her mouth exploded with warm cum, followed by the cock in her right hand, which came on her tit.
Jordan barely taken a breath when two more women arrived, followed by another man.
Hours passed by like minutes. Jordan’s body shook as the orgasms increased in strength. The sex was endless.
She ended up in a sixty-nine with a woman while someone fucked Jordan and someone else fucked the woman.
Later, Jordan rode a cock that never came, but remained hard.
Then, Jordan and another woman sucked on a guy’s cock, then found a woman to please. While doing that, a cock entered Jordan from behind. She was pretty sure that someone was fucking the woman next to her as well.
Her skin became sticky with a mixture of sweat and cum, but she could not stop. The Dark Ice kept her in its world and would not release her.
She collapsed on the floor, only to be fucked and eaten out at the same time, while two women chose a breast and began sucking. Jordan actually fell unconscious for a few seconds, or a few minutes; she really did not know.
But the people fucking and sucking her did not realize that she had passed out. They continued with unyielding pleasure.
The moaning and bursts of screams around her were hypnotic. The orgasms were each unique, yet satisfying. Jordan gazed into the darkness, feeling a warm mouth reach her pussy. She sensed it was a woman by the size of her tongue. Another woman touched Jordan’s breasts, then aggressively began sucking on the nipples. The woman let out a soft groan as her body shifted, being fucked from behind.
How much more could Jordan take of this?
A cock brushed up against her chin. Jordan turned her head and began sucking, while the woman below lifted Jordan’s legs and pushed her knees back toward Jordan’s head. The woman drove her tongue deep into Jordan’s pussy while someone else began licking Jordan’s ass. Meanwhile, the woman sucking on Jordan’s nipples had moved away, only to be replaced by another woman that kissed Jordan’s neck and ran her tongue along Jordan’s cheek, finding the shaft of the cock Jordan had been sucking on. Immediately, the man came, but with a small amount of cum.
Another hour passed. Jordan fell unconscious again, only to be awakened by a cock gently sliding in and out of her, followed by a woman cuddling next to Jordan and pressing their bodies together.
Jordan’s eyes opened and closed, as she felt the world slip away…
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“How are you doing sweetie?” a female voice said.
Jordan rolled her head back and forth, then slowly forced her eyes open. She realized that she was on the floor with a towel over her. “What happened?” she asked. Her voice was cracked with exhaustion.
Zizi was kneeling close to her. “You passed out. But that tends to happen when you are getting fucked for eight hours.”
Jordan still could not move, attempting to get her mind to work. “Eight hours?”
“Actually, eight hours and twenty-seven minutes.” Zizi reached behind Jordan’s head and lifted her up. She then handed Jordan a large glass with a pink colored liquid. “Drink this. It will make you feel better.”
Jordan took a small sip. The liquid slid into her mouth and down her throat, bringing her senses back to life. She chugged down the rest and handed the glass to Zizi. “Is there more?”
“Yeah, I can get you more. But let’s see if you can stand.” Zizi helped Jordan to her feet as the towel slipped off her body and remained on the floor. “Do you need help getting into the shower?”
Jordan did not feel like taking a shower. “Can I just get dressed?”
“No.” Zizi smiled. “You smell like sex. I think you’ll feel better if you showered.”
“Okay. But get me more of that pink stuff.”
“Will do.”
Jordan took each step with gre
at care and entered the small shower. The hot water hit her skin and she instantly began to regain her strength.
Afterwards, Jordan dried off and chugged down another glass of the pink stuff. Zizi waited by the limo as Jordan dressed and put on her coat and boots. She looked around the room as if something was wrong, or misplaced. Jordan then placed her hands in her coat pockets. She found her iPhone and key to her apartment in the left pocket.
The strange thing was, she always put them in her right pocket.
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Zizi parked on the fourth level of the garage, shut off the engine, and climbed out. Jordan got out before Zizi could open the door.
“So,” Zizi said. “I’ll see you here tomorrow. Don’t forget to bring something from Flavour.”
“I will,” Jordan said. “Did my condo key and iPhone spill out of my coat pocket at Dark?”
“I don’t know,” Zizi said with a hard tone. “Why, is something missing?”
“No. It’s just…” Jordan kissed Zizi on the cheek. “I’ll see you tomorrow.”
Jordan hurried down the four levels of the parking garage, feeling much better than she did at Dark. When she arrived outside, the brisk air revived her sanity.
She began to think about the man who was number nineteen. He mentioned having a brother named Allen who was a chemistry professor at the University of Memphis. Jordan used her iPhone to Google what information she had. Under the heading of Department of Chemistry at University of Memphis, Jordan found twenty-one factually members, including an Allen Webster with the title, Associate Professor.
In the headshot photo, Allen had reddish-brown hair, light beard, and wore a blue dress shirt with a mossy-green tie. Under his name and title were an office phone number with an extension and an email address.
Jordan found a park bench and sat down while studying the photo. Should she call him? Email him?