She didn’t hesitate, with her hands sprawled on his chest and her lips nibbling the softest spot on his forehead. His breathcoated her cleavage as he held himself back from inhaling her sweat and what perfume remained on her skin. “Yeah,” she whispered. “It’s quite the experience, having two men fuck you at the same time.”
Benson’s cock stirred beneath her. “I’m sure it is. And it’s quite the thing participating in that. I get off on being with a woman I like as much as I get off on seeing someone else enjoy her, too. I don’t know how else to explain it. It’s not quite a power exchange, and yet…”
“Maybe you like knowing that someone else shares your tastes.”
“Maybe I like the thought of my woman having the time of her life.”
“Yourwoman?” The only reason Eden laughed was because she was so overwhelmed by how those words made her feel.My whole body… needs that release.She hoped he wasn’t offended. “Since when am Iyourwoman, Ben?”
He pulled her down even closer to him, his mouth gunning for her ear. “From the first time I saw you at that pool, I thought,she’s mine.I set out to make youminethe whole weekend. The fact that I had to share with another man only annoyed me when I couldn’t have you. You could have been dicked down six ways to Sunday by a train of wild men, and I would just be mad that you didn’t invite me.”
“Oooh.” She shivered some more, wondering why the heat of his body and the closed-in warmth of the club corner kept her so cold. “The more the merrier.” She drew her lips across his, allowing them both to indulge in one closed-mouth kiss as her fingers curled into his shirt. “So, what are you thinking?” Her hips circled his again, stimulating not only his cock into further hardness, but also continuously turning herself on as well. “You want me right here? Or are we looking for some privacy? Or…” She glanced over her shoulder. Sure enough, someone watchedthem from another couch.Some lucky silver fox who thinks he can get in on this.Maybe he could. “Do we want to make a friend tonight?”
His growl against her cheek made her moan as his cock threatened to escape his pants and take her right there. “I wantboth.How do I getboth,sugar?”
“Maybe a little preview here?” Eden sat up, allowing her dress straps to continue falling down her arms until she had no choice – truly, no choice – but to shed the bust of her dress and reveal her lack of a bra beneath. Benson’s eyes further glazed over as he reached up and grabbed both of her breasts. Behind them, the club continued to churn with guests. Laughter. Kissing. Moans. More than one couple was up to something in the area of the club that allowed blatant exhibitionism. No doubt that some enjoyed the show Eden offered.I’m a little nervous, of course…But this wasn’t anything she hadn’t done before at La Mariposa. Besides. Benson was herboyfriend.They had sex now more times than she could count! What did she have to be shy about in asex clubwith him? Especially with how his fingers rolled over her nipples and inspired them to peak in his palms?
“What kind of preview?”
With a devilish smile, she pulled his hands off her and lowered her face toward his zipper. “I think you know.” She made a grand show of unzipping him and searching for his hardened cock within. Her mouth was practically on him already when she said, “Let’s see who we can attract from how good I blow you.” Her ass was in the air, her skirt halfway up, and showing off her thong beneath. No, she wouldn’t inviteanyoneto join in, but she knew what this looked like.Advertisement.
She took all of him into her mouth, his fingers tangling in her hair. He didn't move to guide her. No, the man was holding on to save his own sanity.
A shiver ran down Eden's spine. The room was a blur of dark clothes and black light adornments, but she could feel the other partiers behind her – their eyes on her skin, tracing every bob of her head and the flex of her shoulder. She was a performer on a dark stage, and this was her act. She imagined a man across the way, watching. His gaze was hot, heavy, and haughty. He saw the arch of her back, the swell of her ass presented so brazenly in the air. He saw the way she worshiped Benson's cock with her mouth.
And he wanted her.
The thought went straight to her core. He was imagining himself in Benson's place. Picturing her lips on him, her tongue swirling, the gentle scrape of her teeth. He was getting hard just watching, his own desire a mirror to the one she so expertly stroked.
Her movements grew more confident. Each slow, deliberate pull of her lips was for her audience of one. She wasn't just pleasing Benson. She was a display of pure, unadulterated sensuality. She was a prize to be won; a fantasy made real. To be wanted by one man was a pleasure. To be craved by two was power.
She moaned around Benson's shaft. She was the center of this universe, the star of her spectacle. And she was just getting started... here, tonight, and for the rest of their relationship.You think I won’t follow you down the rabbit hole, Ben?She hummed on his cock while thinking about it.I’ll try just about anything once.In these predicaments, she was the top slut in the room. Maybe what she got out of this wasn’t pleasing him as much as she required a handler to keep her in check.My tits are out, and my mouth is on his cock already.He wanted more.Shewanted more.
“I need to get fucked,” she told him when her mouth took a break for ten seconds. Meanwhile, her hand was on firm gripduty. “Your honors, Ben.” Eden fluttered her eyelashes. “Or find someone else to do it.”
He guided his cock back into her mouth. “Only if I get to watch.”
Her muffled acquiescence said everything, including,“I’ll even keep doing this while it happens.”They had already been down this road before. It truly felt no different from La Mariposa’s orgy. Even the part where she primarily belonged to him.
Eden pulled her skirt all the way up over her ass. Someone clapped behind her. A woman’s voice rang out that she,“Wouldn’t mind having an ass like that.”More laughter. Someone urged their friend to join in. Eden got wetter with anticipation by the second, and Benson was halfway to coming in her throat.
“You’ve got fans,” he said. It was enough of a distraction for her to lift her head, her own eyes drowsy and her overstimulated imagination dreaming up a million possibilities. “Come here.”
They kissed, her body wrapped around his as her knee expertly avoided his hard-on. “That was fun,” Eden said.
“I’ve got an idea.”
“Hm?”
His arm rubbed the length of the arm wrapped around him. “I’m going to get us a room. You go find us a friend and join me there.”
“You’re kidding…”
Benson cocked his head at her while putting his erection back in his pants. “I’m not. Unless you’d rather keep it a fantasy right now, in which case we’ll just get a room and fuck for the hour we have it.”
“Such a way with words.”
“Which do you prefer?”