by Ruby Madden
He was in heaven, pure male, lustful heaven.
Tamsin’s voluptuous tits swayed as she pulled him deeper into her mouth and throat. Seeing Kat naked, her lithe body peeking out from behind Tamsin and the fact that she was eating pussy made him as hard as he could get.
Fuck, fuck, fuck!
{ KATARINA }
Kat admitted to herself, the threesome was hotter than she’d expected. Experiencing Tamsin’s responses to their dual attention had Kat more turned on than she’d anticipated. The animal passion between Marty and Tamsin was intoxicating and a bit fascinating.
Seeing Tamsin so aroused and eager to enjoy them both only made Kat that much more in command of her element. Watching Tamsin envelope Marty’s well-endowed tool made Kat’s own pussy throb. She wasn’t so much aroused by the idea of his cock making contact with her pussy as she was at the idea of both her mouth and his cock servicing Tamsin, at the same time.
Kat licking, Marty penetrating.
Tamsin’s feminine scent pulled Kat deeper into her pussy. Licking and sucking on Tamsin’s plump, full, pink pussy lips – Kat reached down to arouse her own clit a bit, spreading her legs for easy access. Kat paused from her oral worship knowing that if she didn’t, Marty would come and his hard-on would be gone.
“Marty, Tamsin will suck you to completion. We need you hard, be a good boy and get behind my girl. Fuck her properly would you?”
“Yes, M’am…” He whimpered out, clearly enjoying the luscious blow-job Tamsin was providing him.
Kat knew Tamsin somewhat reluctantly let go of Marty, hearing his cock pop out of her mouth. Marty pulled away, walking around to the other side of the bed. When Marty positioned himself behind Tamsin, gloved and teasing her entrance with his firm tool, Kat accepted that she was thrilled to share her lover with him. Some of the jealousy she had anticipated with this encounter wasn’t rearing its ugly head as expected and she was able to relax and enjoy it more.
As Marty pushed his way into Tamsin, a gentle thrust at first, she heard and felt Tamsin exclaim in expectant need. It was luscious for Kat to hear Tamsin like that. Kat got a bit braver with her boundaries and allowed her tongue to lick and graze his shaft while suckling Tamsin’s clit. She couldn’t see Marty, but she heard him groan more whenever her tongue made its way to his firm member.
“Can I spank your girl, Kat?” Marty asked.
Tamsin let out a delightful sound, giggling a bit, waiting for Kat’s answer.
Kat managed to mumble yes amidst her pussy worship and Marty promptly laid down a few sensual smacks on Tamsin’s firm, round bottom. With each one, she squealed.
“Hot damn Marty, fuck me!” Tamsin exclaimed delightfully.
Marty soon found a faster and harder rhythm. Tamsin responded in kind, her need to be fucked matching his need to fuck her. Every pant, every twitch, her aroused scent – all of it was stirring. Her sweet moans ebbed them both on and she rose languorously to her orgasm.
“Oh. My. God… You guys…” Tamsin cried out as pleasure rippled through her.
Hungry for more and eager to reciprocate, Tamsin insisted Kat pull herself forward and spread her legs so that Tamsin could orally please her. Kat laid back, satisfied and at ease while Tamsin sucked and licked her pussy and clit. She watched Marty’s face intently, making eye contact while Marty pounded his way to a satisfying end.
Each of his thrusts buried Tamsin’s face and mouth deeper into Kat’s pussy momentarily. With Tamsin as a conduit, the connection between her and Marty, Kat felt herself dipping into something primal. An urge she hadn’t felt in a long time.
To connect with a man.
Their gazes locked, Kat pulled Marty in with her gaze while her lover worshipped her pussy. Soon, Kat and Marty came, in unison. Their mutual cries, the masculine woven with the feminine, sounded amazing.
Tamsin pulled up from Kat’s pussy and sighed… “Guys, that was just gorgeous. Hearing you both come at the same time.”
Kat winked at Marty. “I couldn’t agree more.”
Marty pulled out of Tamsin, discreetly disposing his condom in a wastebasket next to his bed and then laid down on his back.
Tamsin rolled towards him and snuggled up to him contentedly. Kat curled herself up against Tamsin who soon fell to sleep, exhausted from a long day of school, work, drinks and pleasure.
Kat drifted off to sleep, not noticing when Marty pulled a blanket over her and Tamsin before he made his way to the sofa where he would sleep for the night.
{ MARTY }
A couple of weeks had passed since the threesome with Kat and her girl, Tamsin. Although Tamsin was in contact with him frequently, exchanging naughty texts – Kat had been unusually quiet and was keeping a distance from him, even while working, at the club.
Why?
Marty genuinely worried that he’d overstepped some unspoken boundary. But how?
He’d given her ample space, but decided enough was enough. Time to get it out, whatever it was. He really wanted to have more play time with both of them. Hopefully it was still an option?
Kat was due in for her shift and Marty was also curious as to how things were proceeding with Xander’s inheritance. Was Kat going to accept it or not? Would she decide to sell? The murmurs flying around were getting a bit out of control and so Marty decided he’d use this to approach her. She did ask him to be her eyes and ears. That is what he would do.
Thankfully, Kat was in a bit earlier for her shift than usual and Marty was able to catch her just before she entered the dressing room.
“Kat, a moment please?” He asked, matter-of-factly. It was in his best interest to keep things direct and to the point. No one else in the club needed to know that their involvement had taken an intimate direction.
Kat’s emerald eyes smiled back warmly. “Sure Marty. What’s up?”
He looked around, gauging their level of privacy. People were coming and going but no one was especially paying attention as they were preparing for the evening ahead and their shifts.
“I thought I’d touch base with you. You asked me to be your eyes and ears?”
Kat shifted her stance and pulled him aside into the janitorial closet that was nearby, quietly closing the door. “Sure thing, what’s up?” She asked.
“Murmurs are starting to fly. Lots of speculation and gossip about what is going to happen to the club now that Xander is gone. Have you made a decision yet? What you’re going to do? I think it would be good to get something out in the open, ya know?”
Kat sighed. “Thanks Marty, I appreciate it. It’s been a crazy couple of weeks. I’m in mid-terms and it’s been challenging juggling school along with work and this unmade decision in the back of my mind too. Whether I can do this?”
Marty waited, listening patiently. He’d learned to let a woman express her concerns and not to speak to soon. Too often, men wanted to fix everything instead of just hearing them out. To be heard and listened to was often all that was needed. A form of silent, attentive support for the fairer sex. Marty was exceptionally good at this since he’d had plenty of practice with his Mother.
Kat sighed, taking a pause. She combed her hand through her hair and then continued. “I keep wanting to do it and accept it, to own and run, but I just don’t know how. I have to admit, I’m a bit terrified of taking on such an immense responsibility. I’ve been sitting on the fence. Do I sell or do I own and manage?”
Marty assessed Kat and saw that she was indeed pensive about the situation. He respected that she was being realistic and smart about it.
“Well, it’s certainly your decision to make but maybe you can give it a go, get some help and try at the very least? Give it some time and if you find you’re overwhelmed, consider selling it?”
Kat nodded, “That’s where I’m at for the most part. I think I’m just scared to make it official, ya know?”
“I do. Something about jumping down a rabbit hole. Never knowing what is gonna
happen. But if I have any idea of who I think you are, I believe you’ll rise to the occasion, Kat Lady. You just need to give yourself more credit and take the leap.”
Kat studied Marty’s face closely. She could tell he was being square with her. “Thanks Marty. I appreciate your input. I do.”
They stood there quietly, looking at one another for a moment. Finally Kat spoke up again, “We should hang out again soon, the three of us. I know Tamsin really wants to play soon. She’s got a crazy libido. I can barely keep up with her right now.”
Marty laughed, relieved by what Kat said. “I’m your man, Kat Lady. Here to service and please. At your command.”
Kat giggled and opened the door. “Let’s figure out a night that works for all of us. Thanks again for the chat, I needed to hear that.”
Kat peeked to see if anyone was anywhere close-by and gave Marty the all-clear sign. They stepped out and each went their separate ways. Marty started his shift feeling a bit better. He would send a naughty text to Tamsin and figure out another play-night that worked for all of them.
{ TAMSIN }
Later that night…
I was sitting in my car when Marty’s text popped up on my smartphone’s screen. I’d just parked.
‘Talked to Kat, she said we need to figure out another night soon that we can all play. You game?’
I giggled. Of course I was game. It had been a couple of weeks. Kat and I were buried by schoolwork for mid-terms. Tonight, I’d decided I needed a break from work and school. Decided to have a bit of fun and see my two favorite people currently. If he had any idea how close in proximity I was to him and Kat right now…
‘More than game. I have a pleasant surprise for you.’ I texted back.
‘You do?’
‘I do.’
I was in the parking lot at the club. The place where they both worked. The place Kat more-or-less owned, but seemed reluctant to accept ownership of and manage? It was my opinion that she hadn’t accepted the reality or the responsibility of yet.
But why?
My car was still running and my hand clutched at the keys in the ignition. Would I take the keys out and turn off my car? Go inside? I had to. I needed to do this. Understand what the club was about.
Did I want to help manage it?
Maybe if I told her I was hundred percent sure about helping her, it would motivate her to take the next step. Marty had said that Thursday was a good night to go. That the club was busy but not too busy. He said the weekend crowd brought in lots of newbies but that the rest of the week brought in the regular clientele, the bread and butter of the business.
Kat knew about my playful, lusty, and albeit insecure side. But she didn’t yet fully know my alter ego, my businesswoman persona that was confident, curious and brave. I trusted my gut when it came to business. My gut had told me to come here tonight. I didn’t know why, yet…
Turning it off, I willed myself out of my car and walked to the club entrance. Marty was working, so I knew there would be no issue at the door. He’d instructed me to ask for him if I ever visited, to let him know when I arrived. I giggled to myself, this was going to be fun.
My only other concern? That I looked classy and sexy enough in a place like this. I’d never been to a Gentleman’s Club and only had some idea of what to expect based on what Kat and Marty had shared.
I was wearing a snug tuxedo jacket and a purple bra that hoisted the girls ever so lovingly, showing off my plush cleavage. I had on a bowtie, a skimpy skirt and black stockings. I wore a pair of tap-shoe-like pumps. The tails of my tuxedo jacket played peek-a-boo over my ample ass.
I’d overdone my makeup a bit, playing on the paleness of it and making myself appear doll-like. Lastly, but perhaps most importantly, I wore a snug purple velvet mask that covered my eyes. I wanted to look the part. To belong. To blend in and be part ‘one of the girls’, part guest, part club co-manager.
I asked one of the muscle men, dressed in a first-rate suit, at the entrance for Marty. I told him my name and that Marty would know who I was. He spoke into his ear-bud, arms positioned across his body in his intimidating pose. He waited for a response I couldn’t hear and then a warm smile crossed his face. It turned me on to know that Marty was in charge of a man like this – at work.
“Marty will be right out Tamsin, step aside please, for just a moment.”
“Thank you,” I said, stepped aside to wait for Marty.
A limo pulled up while I was waiting. The valet was quick to open their door and two men stepped out of the limo. They were warmly greeted and escorted through the entrance. One of them peered lecherously at me, a small perverse smile on his face.
Ewwwwhhhh…
Some men just evoke the willies. Period.
When Marty stepped outside, he grinned with obvious delight and I noticed the fire of attraction lighting up in his eyes. “Hi Tamsin, what a surprise! You weren’t kidding about how close by you were.”
My heart skipped a beat when I saw how hot he looked in is security uniform. Damn he looks good in uniform! Wonder what he looks like as a Marine?
“Nope.” I flashed him a coy grin and stood on my tippy-toes to give his cheek a quick kiss before he could protest. I would have patted his ass too but decided against it. Didn’t want to make it too obvious.
“Awhhh, sweetheart. Welcome to the club. You look absolutely amazing. Please, come in.” He said while warmly pulling him to his side, giving me a snug embrace. He then escorted me in and I slowly took in my surroundings. We were in a genuine foyer area that led to the double-doors where entry was permitted.
Another set of security men dressed in first-rate tuxedos stood there, in the same pose as the ones outside the front door. Stern, serious, locked in place but respectful. Strong, silent and semi-invisible. A constant reminder to the gentleman guests who enjoyed the club. It worked, I understood now what Kat meant about needing body-guard types.
In the foyer, the clients would leave their coats and personal belongings under the watchful eye of the coat-check girl who was dressed provocatively. It was very sleek, clean and the place reeked of quality. Tasteful decorating and lighting. Even the smell of the place was musky but warm, sensual.
Marty led me into the opening area where there was a luxurious lounge complete with a variety of seating. Expensive leathers and lush bejeweled velvet chairs and loveseats mingled with dark cherry wood chairs that seemed shellacked.
Nearly topless servers who wore peek-a-boo halters or barely there bikini tops made in quality materials, tended to each client’s requests tentatively, adorably dressed in sexy maid attire below the waist, all balancing on high heels. Their asses peeked out from under the fluffy, short maid skirts. All wore black, silk stockings.
Adjacent and center, towards the back was the bar. Glass bottles of every color imaginable, collected from around the world and often given as gifts to Xander, lined the shelves. Some were decorative, others were the various liquors glinting like jewels in the dimmed club lighting. It made for a beautiful effect, eclectic in design. As if they were each treasures.
Like Xander’s dancers. Kat Lady’s dolls.
Marty slowly guided me back to the bar, his hand gently under my elbow. It was as if he knew I was entranced and needed to be led and guided. It felt good, to have him privately escorting me.
We moved unobtrusively, most clients engaged with their viewing pleasure or in discussion with one another. Although we were acknowledged by the staff with polite nods, no one talked or spoke unless it was part of their job, while working. I liked this, it kept the guests from having distractions. As the shows on the stage were mesmerizing and gorgeous. So erotic.
The music was just loud enough that one could talk over it without having to yell. The energy on the various stage areas was erotic and intense. The women dancing were indeed very talented and each was exotic in her own way.
The way the lighting worked was to solely focus o
n each stripper in a flattering way, including the hues and tones that seemed to complement her complexion and coloring. I noticed that the lights were hitched up high and off the stages. Kat had shared this with me once, explaining that the heat generated by lighting can drain a dancer fast, exhausting her. Xander bought quality lighting that could be placed up higher but still be just as effective without generating too much heat.
Marty knew I was absorbing the interior of the club and the dancers. He waited a bit, watching me, leaning against the bar counter.
“Ready for a drink?” He asked.
I pulled my gaze away from the performers, “Yes, that would be nice.”
“Each guest can have two alcoholic beverages and that’s it. We have a cap here and we’re strict about honoring it.” Marty shared. I liked that he was already explaining to me how the club worked, showing me around, and sharing the rules.
“What would you like to drink tonight Tamsin?” He asked while signaling the bartender over.
I looked at the bartender who was a smoking hot redhead that looked more like a movie starlet than a bartender. “A gin and tonic with lime. Bombay, please. Thank you.”
“Sure hon. Marty, I take it this is on the house?”
“Yes and will always be on the house.” He said matter-of-factly.
She raised an eyebrow in surprised curiosity but didn’t hesitate to make my drink as fast as she could. She slid it to me and winked. “My pleasure, M’am.”
Marty found a loveseat that was nicely situated in the back of the room. He motioned for me to sit and together, we watched the dancers. I was completely entranced.
He reached for his ear-bud, touching it lightly. “I’ll be right over.” He said to it, although it made him appear as if he was talking to himself.