Elizabeth woke up and the first words out of her mouth were “sexy comfortable dress”.
She looked at the clock and thought, 8 pm, I can do that.
She took a quick shower, washing her vitals, washing what was left of Mr. Copeland down the drain.
She went to a couple of the local stores, but none of them screamed sexy or comfortable.
She drove about an hour and found a nice looking dress shop, a little pricey, but she’ll give it a try.
She looked at some of the dresses, when a lady who worked there approached her and said “Let me know if I can help you with anything”. She started to turn, when Elizabeth said “Do you have any sexy comfortable dresses”. The lady turned and looked at her as if she knew what that expression meant.
“What’s the occasion for”, she said. “I’m going to a fancy party tonight, members only I think”. The lady smirked as if her assumption was correct. She said ”follow me please” and led me to the back.
We went into a private room and she closed the door behind me. I saw some real nice sexy dresses, that looked like they showed a lot of skin. The lady measured my shoulders, breast, waist, and leg length, then took a step back and looked me up and down. She turned and walked towards the dresses.
She picked one up, then put it back, picked another one and put it back, picked one more and said “Perfect”. She turned and showed me this amazing semi see thru red dress. I went behind the curtain dressing room and put it on. I walked out and she said “Oh my god, that screams sexy comfortable dress.”
When I turned towards the mirror she said “This dress was fashioned from Jennifer Lopez’s famous green Versace dress, that she wore to the Grammy’s.” She said ”This color and material is part of a new line, so you won’t run into other people wearing it at this members only party.” Did she know more than me, I thought.
I looked at the price tag and looked in the mirror. My neck from my navel was totally exposed and my breast looked like they would fall out, with hints of my nipples being shown. They came with matching underwear, that was not see thru and designed to be shown thru the dress. I turned around and thought, this is a sexy dress, that is comfortable. “I’ll take it”
I ate a light dinner, jumped in the shower, and shaved, silky smooth I thought. I didn’t want to put the dress on until he was about to get here, I was too afraid of ruining it. I was really nervous and realized I had no idea what this “Exclusive party for members only” means. I wonder if I will see his boss or members of the board there. Maybe he wanted to show me off because of the Zimmerman account.
My hair was already made, and I put the dress on, with a light jacket, and minutes to spare. A car pulled up at 8pm and I walked out, closed my door, and walked towards the car thinking “leave it to Mr. Copeland to be precise.”
He stepped out of the driver side, walked around the car, and over to me. He was wearing a new grey jacket, that was made with a smoother looking material. He had a black button down shirt and black pants. When I looked at his belt, I felt a tingle on my ass. He was about to open the passenger door when he finally got a good look at me. “Amazing” he said. For a split second I thought he was going to cancel the trip, pick me up and take me back to bed. I hope not, I don’t think I can return this dress.
He opened the passenger door and helped me in his Mercedes, this car was nice and not his usual BMW he drove to work. This is definitely a car a director like Mr. Copeland drives. He had soft music on and we talked about small things, here and there, but nothing about where we were going.
We were on the highway for 30 minutes and then we were driving down the country side for another 30 minutes. The further away we got from the highway, the farther apart the houses were. Where is this place that we’re going, I thought.
When we turned down a driveway, it was 9pm on the dot. Did he know the exact time to get here and that’s why he chose 8pm, I thought. We pulled up to a large gate, with what looked like two armed guards. Mr. Copeland rolled his window down.
“Can I help you sir”, said the security guard. “Yes, Mr. C. and one guest”. The guard looked at his clip board, “Yes, sir. Thank you for coming, please enjoy.” The gates separated and we drove thru. He parked the car next to other fancy looking exotic cars.
“Mr. C.” I said. He turned to me and said “This club has a strict naming guideline that’s given to members” “What about me” I said. He said “Guest can have any name they want”. “What would you like to call me” I said. He looked at me and said “We shall call you, Mrs. E”. I liked that name and smiled, it sounded like Missy.
He was a little nervous, was he embarrassed to show me to his boss or the board. He turned to me and said “Before we go in there, I need to tell you something. This place is a private party for important people that need to get away and escape reality, please open the glove compartment.”
I opened it and pulled out two black little masks. He took them from me and said “These masks are required when we enter, it’s suppose to portray a sense of privacy for the members and guest.”
I was a little nervous and said “What goes on in there”. He looked forward, then looked back at me and said ”What I’m about to show you is a taste of what Alice felt going down the rabbit hole. What you will see shall never be discussed outside those walls. If you think you recognize someone here or anywhere else, we act like it’s the first time we met.”
I said “what is this a swinger club or something”, he said “My dear Mrs. Elizabeth, this is more than a swinger club, thru those doors lie something that may change your life forever. After this night, if you never want to come back, I understand, but if you chose to, you and I can see how far down the rabbit hole we can go.” I was now intrigued. He said “Are you ready” and I said “Yes”.
We put the masks on and walked up to the door, the house resembled a small mansion, white all over and everything was well kept. There were windows, but you couldn’t see anything thru them. The doors automatically opened, most likely from the sensors above the door, and we heard some music, very nice I thought. When we stepped thru the door, it closed behind me.
There were no sensors on this side, just a pushbutton on the side of the door. The entrance was large, with emerald green flooring and a wood staircase that went to a second floor. There was an entrance to my left and right, with large, closed doors. A naked gorgeous lady walked up to us with a mask and said, can I take your jackets. Mr. C. helped me out of mine and then took his off and handed her both, she handed him a ticket.
We went to the check-in booth and there was a shirtless man with ripped muscles. “Mr. C. with a guest”. The man started typing and said “Yes how was your drive”. They exchanged pleasantries and Mr. C. came up to me and said “Let’s get a drink”. I said “Malibu Bay Breeze”.
There were two naked bartenders, opposite sex, and Mr. C said “One dirty martini, extra dirty and a Malibu Bay Breeze”. God that drink sounds childish compared to his, I thought.
We were greeted at the bar by a well-dressed man with a mask. “Hi Mr. C, welcome back, its been awhile. I heard you bought a guest, should we give her the tour”. He said “Yes Please” and the man said “right this way.”
Mr C. looked at me and said “Remember to keep and open mind, and we can stop the tour or leave anytime”. We walked behind the man and went to the door on the right, which automatically opened up as well. When the door opened there was naked people and semi dressed people walking around the hall ways, there were people standing at entry ways and there was the sound of moaning, like pure animalistic sex.
When we walked in I could smell the smell of sex, and sweat, smells I knew to well with Mr. C. The first door we past had a bunch of glass cubicles, there were people having sex in those cubicles and people just watching people have sex in those cubicles. My heart was beating a million miles a minute and I didn’t know if I was wet or if that was sweat.
The next room had a giant pool table, with a couple fucking right in the square box in the middle of the pool table. There was another couple waiting their turn to shoot and another waiting their turn to fuck. People were actually playing pool around their bodies and I thought “How good do you have to be to be able play pool with that distraction”.
The third and final room down this hallway had a separate room in it, with a door. There were five ladies standing on one side and I saw guys going inside the door, then closing it. All of a sudden five penises popped out of the holes and the women looked at them all. They talked amongst themselves and chose a cock to suck.
I watched this room intensely from the hallway entrance and Mr. C. slid his hand down the center of my dress. I watched and wondered if these women really knew which cock belong to their man. He slid a finger under my dress and put a finger inside of me.
Two women stayed on their knees, deep throating those cocks. The other three women put a condom on the cock, turned around and backed into them. “They must not fully know” I thought to myself, or they wouldn’t have put the condom on.
I spread my legs a little so Mr. C. could reach deeper in me. He wiggled his finger, applying pressure behind my clit, and moving up and down. I couldn’t take my eyes of them though. The women either looked down, or at their neighbors fucking, and at the angle I was at, I can see all the cocks going in and out. This room was fucking hot, I thought.
The two cocks getting sucked came in the women’s mouth and they swallowed, erasing any evidence of cum that dripped on their face. The guys with condoms started cumming one by one, until every cock came and pulled them back into the hole.
After a few minutes, the door opened and the men came out like nothing, in what looked like a random order. They met their women, some kissing them in the mouth, and left the room. I could feel my heart beating out of my chest and Mr. C took his finger out of me and sucked it clean.
We were about to leave this hallway when I said “I think I’ve seen enough, Mr. C, your needed in my office.” The man said “Very well, have a good night”. I pulled Mr. C. into one of the cubicles and saw that a women was getting fucked from behind next to us.
I turned around, unzipped his pants, and pulled out his cock. I got on my knees and sucked his cock and balls. I looked up and saw him looking at me and looking at the people fucking around us.
I was only down there for a second when he pulled me up and turned me around, he pulled my dress to the side, exposing my tits and pushed me up against the glass. My cheek and tits were cold at first, but quickly warmed up.
Mr. C. Pulled my panties to my ankles and didn’t have to work that hard in me because I was a river at this point. He was thrusting hard, pushing my back so my tits were squished on the window. He leaned near my head and said “Look”.
I looked and saw a mirror, with me pressed on the glass, tits smooshed and his cock going in and out of me. The sight of both of us made me wetter. Then he turned my head and there was a girl riding her man in the next cubicle. I watched as his cock disappeared in her and reappeared. Her white cream was leaking down his cock and gathering on his balls.
He made me look straight and I saw couples watching us. Some men were playing with their cocks, or their ladies were playing with their cocks, or the ladies were just sucking their cocks, while their man watched me.
He let go of my head and it moved on its own, like it was on a swivel. I looked at us fuck in the mirror, made my tits squish on the glass more, looked over at the men’s eyes fixated on my tits or his cock going in me and looked over at the couple. I watched as she rode him and his balls twitched and pulsated, then I saw cum leaking out of her pussy, mixing with her cream, as she kept riding. I couldn’t take it anymore and came hard, trying so hard to keep my eyes fixated on the creamy cum dripping on our neighbors cock, feeling Mr. C. unload in me at the same time, not stopping, until Mr. C. wants to stop.
I don’t know how he stays hard after he cums, but he doesn’t stop thrusting his cock until he’s done with the moment.
The couple looked over and I met their eyes and smiled. She gave him a couple of extra strokes on his cock and looked at me the whole time. She got off watching me and I got off watching them.
Mr. C. helped me fix my dress and we walked out of the cubicle with him saying “Thank you for that Mrs. E”. I smiled, I forgot my code name.
We stayed in this hall, watched the rest of the pool game, and watched the couples that took turns on it. They let me shoot a couple of balls, but I had to give Mr. C the stick because I couldn’t take my eyes off the sex, being that close to another couples pussy, cock and balls, was overwhelming.
We stayed for about two hours and walked in the hallway where it was quiet. He said “What do you think about the rabbit hole?” I said “those three rooms were amazing and next time I want to play guess which penis is yours, I think I could figure it out”. He smiled and said “Just so you know, there’s three more rooms on the other side and the whole upstairs.”
He then said “You’re not ready yet for those rooms, but I have another month to change that.” My mouth opened a little to say something about his “not ready” comment, but closed them and thought maybe he was right.
We got our stuff and drove back. I looked over to him and saw a satisfied look on his face, he had a small smirk and I could tell that even though his eyes were on the road, he was replaying tonight in his head.
If he was going to replay tonight in his head, let me help. I took off my seat belt, unzipped his pants, he looked at me, then the road, pulled his cock out and started sucking on it. I said “fuck my mouth like you fucked me tonight”, then put his cock in my mouth. He was moving his hips up and down as I was devouring his cock. I think he was really replaying tonight in his head now.
After about 20 minutes of sucking he grabbed my head and made me thrust down faster, every time I lifted, he helped me suck faster, until finally unloading in my mouth, letting go of my head, both hands on the wheel, making sure he doesn’t kill us. He grunted and moaned so loud and I realized, that I was now in control of his cock.
I begin to sucking and stroking harder, getting him to give me more squirts, until finally his hands came of the steering wheel and he made me stop sucking. Hmmm I thought, I hope next time there’s a way to tie his hands.
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