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A large man stands next to it, and I almost think he’s going to block me from entering, but all he does is quirk an eyebrow at me. There’s no mask covering his face, so I can see the sharp angles of his entire face. He must see my unspoken question because he actually speaks to me, “Free to enter all you want. I’m just stationed here so I can see more of the room and be close by if it’s needed. Nothing to be concerned about, but everyone in here always feels safer when one of us is nearby. Safety is paramount here, but I’ll tell you right now, pretty girl, not a damn soul is going to stop you from going anywhere you want.”
I don’t know what to say to that so instead I tell him, “I’m Grace and yea, I can see how they’d feel safer with you around.”
“You definitely ain’t Grace. More like Lilith, but sure, we can call you Grace. I’m Carlo. Come find me if you need anything, and I do mean anything.” Jesus, it feels like it just got twenty degrees hotter in here. I lift one side of my mouth up at this man. Carlo. Maybe I’ll take him up on it, but maybe I won’t. For right now I want to watch, so I walk past him, dragging the tips of my left hand across his bicep before disappearing into what is a longer hallway with various doorways dotted alongside it.
I ease my way along, stopping and peering into each doorway to see what’s happening. Mostly just hoping I don’t stumble across Justina and Daya.
It’s not until I hear Lana’s“Lust for Life”coming from a room at the end of the hall that I finally stop at a large open room where no wall is attached, not even a window like some of the other rooms have. The crowd is large, and I elbow my way into a good spot but slightly off to the corner as not to draw any extra attention to myself.
A blonde woman and man both kneel in front of a tall man with broad shoulders covered in a black dress shirt done all the way up. An all-black mask covers almost his entire face, and the only thing undone about him is the black dress pants that hang off his hips. His hair is darker in color, but it’s hard to see much of it as it blends in with the mask. His pants are just low enough for his cock to be out, standing thick and tall. It’s jutting out from the material, and I’m mesmerized as I watch him stroke it over and over, teasing the two in front of him.
“Like daughter, like father. I know it’s the other way around, but since Jaime here has already proven to me what a dirty little lamb she can be, I think she’s leading you down into temptation. Isn’t that right, Derek?” The man’s voice is deep and gruff. Oddly familiar, but I can’t pinpoint from where. It sounds like he’s been smoking with the way it rasps. Regardless, the voice alone has my core clenching and already the small panties I put on are slick with want.
I can’t hear what the two on their knees are saying, but I watch as the man in black slaps the both of them across the face with his cock. The pair close their eyes behind their plain gold masks and stick out their tongues in unison. I don’t know how old they are, but definitely older than me. The man has to be around my dad’s age and the woman at least a couple of years older than me.
“Do you need my permission? Is that what holds you back, Derek? She’s young enough to be your daughter, but old enough to make her own choices and take your dick. Let me tell you Derek, dads with hot daughters, well we fantasize about fucking them just as much as you do.” I gulp harshly at the statement. I know this is just role-play, but the things it’s eliciting in me are almost too much to bear.
My nipples are hard and barely being contained in the top of my dress, and I wonder if anyone would notice if I just slipped my fingers up under the hem. I just need something to take the ache away for a little bit.
“Suck and do a decent job, or both of you are leaving here with no orgasm, and I’ll make you lick the shoes of every person watching right now.” How fucking degrading, but part of me wants to see it, and by the way the man called Derek’s cock bobs up, he’s wishing for it as well.
I’m all for degradation, but I never thought it’d be hot to force someone to lick shoes.
The blondes battle on whose mouth is sucking him down, but they take turns licking and choking on it before the woman, Jaime I think he called her, pulls back letting Derek’s throat swallow him down, and she moves to the mystery man’s balls. She starts her own rhythm of licking and sucking each side, and we watch as she tries to shove both into her mouth at the same time.
Her cheeks puff up large and round like a chipmunk, and she can’t even get every bit in, let alone move her tongue. She moves her hands in a jacking motion as if his sac is a shaft as well, and I don’t know what she’s trying to do, but the dueling sensations must feel good because the man groans before pulling out of both of them.
Throwing a condom at Derek, he commands him, “Put it on me.”
Looking at the woman, he says, “Up on the table, little lamb. You’re about to get fucked like never before.”
She scrambles up on the plush table as he rolls the condom on the man in black, as I keep calling him in my head.
Something about his voice is tickling my brain, but there’s so much going on I tell myself I’m just being weird.
“Look at her. Spread out like an all-you-can-eat buffet and you want to gorge yourself on her. She’ll gladly take all you have to offer. That pretty red blush is spreading across her pale skin and her thighs quake. Can you smell it? Smell her arousal and how much she’s turned on right now, Derek. How badly she wants to feel your dick driving into her, splitting her pretty little pussy in two. Do you want it though? Do you even deserve it?” Derek shakes his head, but finally speaks loud enough for me to hear him.
“I want it so bad, but we both know I don’t deserve it.” He sounds so pained, and I guess I would also if I had a throbbing dick and not a single touch to it.
I watch as my man in black bends Derek over Jaime, but doesn’t let him touch her. I can’t see fully what he’s doing as he’s turned somewhat, giving me his back, but the sharp intake of breath followed by a groan lets me know it’s something good. Turning slightly back, I see he’s buried himself to the hilt into Derek’s ass, a firm grip on the blonde man’s hips as he thrusts in and out.
“Like my own life-sized cock sleeve. It’s all you’re good for, Derek, so now I’m gonna fuck your pride and joy below you using your own dick as my instrument. Be a good boy and put my toy in her wet cunt.” He directs the show and I press my thighs tighter together, but they’re so slick not even the pressure of them together can help. I either need to touch myself here or find someone else to and soon.
CHAPTER6
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Fuck. I grip the firm hips below me as I keep sinking my dick in him and feel his body tighten around me as my forceful thrusts force him into the woman spread out below.
His groans and her whimpers spur me on, coupled with everyone who’s watching us. Watching me essentially fuck a man who could be my blonde twin. Watching as we fuck his sweet and not so innocent daughter.
Gripping his hair, I pull him back snarling, “You like when I make you fuck your babygirl? It feel good, Derek? Her tight cunt wrapped around your cock as mine destroys this tight little asshole of yours. I can’t wait to come all over you and let all my friends watch.” Fuck, his ass feels good, but the last low on the reason I’m so turned on right now. Playing into this fantasy with these two little Opal degenerates is what really turns me on.
My entire reason for this club is to indulge in these things, and I’m all too happy to provide my assistance. I’m a lot of things, but when two gorgeous people want me to fuck them, there’s no way I’m turning them down.
My breaths are harsh, but even, as I keep pounding a steady rhythm into Derek, trying to take my pleasure and dump all of my tension. My mask keeps part of my face hidden, just like everyone else here, but my mouth is left uncovered as I sneer down at them. There’s no need for it except for the simple fact it gives off an air of opulence that we like to indulge in. Everyone here knows who I am. At least they do if they’ve been coming here for any amount of time.
I’ve been struggling the last couple of days, and I can’t pinpoint what is causing it, but I have businesses to run, so if this father-daughter fantasy duo can’t shake me out of my funk, then I’m fucked. The need to play into this is hopefully enough to quell the thirst I’ve felt building in me.