A friend of mine thought this might fit here. So I hope she was not incorrect. First time posting over here.
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Amy sighed again as the line to the front entrance moved again, but only slightly. She had heard from her friends that this was the place to be if you wanted to have a good time. It was completely different than normal clubs, and they had run into multiple celebrities while hanging out here. She looked up to the bright neon pink sign that proudly stated that this was the place. Club Arcadia.
A touch on her wrist causes her to pull it in tight, looking around to who could have done it, when she sees her friend, Arielle. Amy smiles and hugs her, glad to see a familiar face in this sea of strangers, when the girl pulls her from the line that she had been waiting in for over an hour.
“Hey!” She protested, but her friend only smiled and began dragging her to the front of the line, walking up to the large bouncer standing at the front, and giving him a kiss on the cheek. “Hey Cruise, this is Amy, she’s a friend of mine, and she wants to experience the club. What do you say?” The large man looks the new arrival over, and Amy can feel him sizing her up, staring at her breasts, at her ass, at her legs. Finally he nods, and pulls the rope aside, letting the two girls enter into the dark foyer before them, the entrance to the rest of their night.
She hears the dull thump of the bass in the music as they approach the door, and then her friend opens the blacked out entrance and she is assaulted by the loud music as it drives itself into her entire body. She is surrounded in darkness, only her friends touch upon her wrist guiding her along, until a second door is opened and in there is still almost total darkness, but the flashing of the red, blue, green, and yellow lights come on over and over, giving the perception that you could see something. All she can see around the room is writhing bodies, but the only thing Amy can hear is the music as it assaults her ears, and makes her bones vibrate beneath her skin. And then the touch on her wrist is gone, and she is calling out for her friend, looking around frantically, but it is no use. Her friend has disappeared into the strobing darkness, becoming just another body writhing in the horde of all around her.
She pauses a moment, trying to let her eyes adjust when she feels someone grab her ass. She squeaks and turns around, but there is no one to be seen, only empty space, but there are people moving all around. Could someone have just copped a feel as they walked by? She decides to keep moving, that was the safest bet. She pushes her way through the crowd, until she finds what she thinks is the bar, leaning into an open space to see that the bartender is a blonde ponytailed woman, but at the moment she was full on giving a guy head behind the bar. The lights strobe again, and she loses sight of the x-rated action, and she begins to wonder just what type of club this is.
And then the music stops, and the lights all redirect to the stage, catching her attention, and making her watch as a beautiful raven haired girl walks onto the stage, dressed in nothing but a leather strap. Behind her is five men, as they follow along, all attached to a leash, and when she stops they all fall to their knees and begin to kiss her legs, their hands exploring her all over, and Megali feels a bit of envy in her heart. The men were all supreme looking, handsome and well built, and they began to explore her, kissing every inch, hands exploring everywhere. Around her, without the music, she realized that there were moans and gasps, but with the lights on the stage, she couldn’t see what was going on.
Her eyes are glued to the raven haired girl on stage, as she is picked up, by two of the men, while a third walks behind her, kneeling down and feasting upon what Amy has to assume is her womanhood. The woman’s face contorts in a gasp, as she revels in ecstasy, the fourth and fifth stud now underneath her, ravishing her breasts with their mouth.
Amy feels the first bit of wetness between her legs as she watches the display. It was incredible, yet wrong at the same time. Who enjoys being taken in front of a crowd of strangers? But her hand is now sliding down her stomach, her thighs pressed together as she watches the display.
And then the man on stage behind her stands, and positions himself, a moment later thrusting into her as the raven headed girl screams, “Oh God yes!”
Amy turns away, looks around for anything else to concentrate on, but the only visible thing in the darkness is the stage. And then she feels a hand on her ass. She doesn’t dare look around, afraid of what whoever it is might be thinking with such a display going on, but that hand is massaging her ass, gripping it and pulling at it. She bites her bottom lip to keep from moaning as her eyes watch the stage, this mysterious hand roaming over her ass. And then it slips around to the front of her, she can feel the strong arm of whoever it was resting against her side. She needs to call out for him or her to stop, to leave her alone, but the moaning around her let’s her know that others are partaking now. She keeps her eyes on the stage, watching the raven haired beauty take another stud into her mouth as the hand on her stomach slides down, dipping into the waistband of her panties, lower until it is massaging her labia, a finger on each side as it moves back and forth.
Almost against her will, her hips are thrusting down into the fingers, wishing for them to go farther as another hand envelopes her breast over her shirt. She feels a gust of hot breath on her neck, and almost unconsciously she tilts her head to the side, allowing her would be assailant access to the flesh and tender skin, and is rewarded with his teeth contacting the nape of her neck. The mystery hand slides a finger between her folds, slipping inside of her, and she can no longer hold back a small whimper. *This is wrong. I need to stop them!* She thinks to herself, but her wetness betrays her as the finger slides inside of her, and her knees go weak as she falls back against her mystery partner. She feels the strong muscles against her back as the finger begins to move in and out of her, the other hand slipping inside of her shirt to pinch at her hardening nipple. On stage the raven haired woman is in the throes of her first orgasm, as Amy moans enjoying the ministrations of this stranger. She reaches her hand back, finding a leg, sliding up that leg to feel a ready erection behind her. Her fingers work at it, sliding up and down as another finger slides inside of her, a thumb now pressing her clit. Her legs are all but jello as the man finger fucks her. Her eyes lose focus on the stage as she loses herself in the strange hands making her feel so good. She feels her orgasm start deep inside of her, the fingers making sure she rushes forth to meet it.
And then it hits like a freight train, her legs buckling, her body shuddering as the fingers are relentless. The hand on her breast goes to her stomach, holding her upright as she cums. One leg raises, pressing against the hand to try and slow it, but it continues until finally, she screams. Her voice carrying out as she can no longer contain it.
And then the stage goes dark, and the hands withdraw. She leans against the bar, trying to find some purchase there as the music begins again and the lights begin to strobe. She looks around for her mysterious partner, but no one is nearby. Her breathing is heavy as she falls into an open seat, trying to straighten her shirt.
What sort of place was this?
And why hadn’t she come here before now?
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