Club Shaer

You can feel the bass of the clubs speakers shaking your bones. Your vision swims, the heavy handed bartender flirting with you as he poured you a double, on the house. Your dress moves with you as you dance in the swell of bodies, bathed in neon light, a spectral mass of body heat and bared skin.

You didn't come alone but your friends are gone, retreating into dark corners with newly found lovers. You dance alone in the crowd, feeling it's many eyes on you roving over your body as it sways with the rhythm. You feel your life burning within you as you move, uncaring for the first time in weeks, truly cut loose for the first time years.

Your fiery passion does not go unnoticed. A man approaches you, tall, athletic handsome. No words over the music of the club so he gestures, asking to dance with you. You don't bother nodding, you grab his hand and pull him to you. Your bodies collide, but quickly move in tandem to the music, you pull him close, press your head into his muscular chest and hear his heartbeat. It's fast. His hands slip down your body. It feels good.

Then a second man, this one with sharp features, dark eyes, and a killer suit finds his way to you. At first he lingers nearby, unable to tear his sight from you. You look over your shoulder and use your eyes to pull him in behind you.

There's a breath of hesitation as the men size each other up, but neither of them can be distracted from you for long. The three of you move together to drums, you pressed between them. Eyes, then hands, find your every curve, a mouth on your neck, fingers on your thigh. The men touch you all over, just as you want to be, You feel high, they are hungry for you.

Beat slows, the song ends, as another spins up you find the moment to speak into their ears, your breath intoxicating. You whisper an invitation, a temptation. The men look at each other, then at you. They nod their assent, unable to resist.

You lead them up the stairs away from the dance floor. The three of you can't resist falling into kisses, caresses, lips and teeth meeting on the stairs even as you ascend them, desire pours off the men. They're yours.

You enter the private room, bed, table, chairs, desk. Thick pillowy curtains, luxurious sheets, champagne already waiting. You collide with the men, once again pressed between them, the smell of their skin and soap overwhelms you. The man behind you kisses your neck, his hand finds your breast over your dress. The one in front drops to his knees, head pressed to your chest inhaling you, his hands run up your legs.

You arch your back, your butt pressed against the man behind you. You feel him there, like iron. You run your hands down the other man's back, feel his sinewy muscles writhe, electrified under your touch. You pull his chin up and your tongues meet.

You turn away from the kiss leaving him wanting. The sharp dressed man behind you now almost crumpling under your fiery gaze. You pull his tie off and push him backward, and he lets you, falling onto the bed. You follow after, climbing on top of him. As you kiss him you feel the athletic man, now behind you, kissing his way up your perfect legs, ankles, calves, thighs. His hands find your dress. With your tongue in the other mans mouth, you wiggle your assent, and he pushes your dress up, exposing your lacy underwear.

You begin undressing the man beneath you, undoing his buttons, your hand drawing his smooth, muscular chest to his belt line, you unclasp it, and pull the belt away. You lean your head on his chest, unzipping him, you can feel his heartbeat speed up, his cock growing seemingly endlessly. The man behind kisses his way to the small of your back. He hooks his fingers around your underwear and pulls. You kick your legs out, one at a time to help him shed your underwear. You're fully exposed to him. At the same time you pull the tug the pants of the man under you down to his hips, exposing the tip of his cock, thick and hard for you.

The man behind runs his hands over you kissing your thighs and ass, his thumb brushes against your wetness and you shiver, goosebumps up and down your spine. You pull your dress off and both of them inhale, drinking in your naked body. You've never felt hotter. The man under you pulls off what's left of his clothes, joining you in the nude.

You kiss down his chest, then his abs, as he massages your neck and breasts. Then, just to tease him, you kiss the tip of his cock lightly, a faerie kiss, just barely contact, but the results are instant. He shudders in pleasure. The man behind you presses his thumb against your sensitive spot, and pushes it in tiny circles. You gasp onto the others cock, your ass pushed into the air. Behind you, sensing your pleasure, his tongue finds your opening, probing, kissing. You moan in pleasure. The man under you moves to kiss you, stifling your moan, your tongues meet and your hand wraps around his member. You slowly move your hand up and down the shaft and you and he breath heavily into each other, both enjoying the pleasure.

The man behind you pushes a finger inside you and a wave of pleasure shivers through your body. His wandering tongue accentuates the feeling, as his free hand runs over your back. You kiss the neck of the other man and his back arches, mouth open, your hand runs over his cock one last time, then back up to his chest pushing him down. He grips you around the thighs and pulls you up his body in one smooth motion. The man behind you uses the opportunity to remove his clothes.

You hover on your knees over the mans face, running a hand through his hair. He pulls you down onto him, his warm tongue slips inside you, a moan escapes him at your sweet taste, intoxicating, addictive, he can't get enough. He pushes your hips into motion, and moments later you're riding his face. You look over your shoulder at the other man, now nude, and beckon him with your eyes. In two quick steps, he's standing up on the bed, he knows what you want. His hands find your hair and gently guides your mouth onto the head of his cock.

Your lips stretch over the head and your hand grips the shaft. You slowly pump as you slide your mouth over the top. He exhales deeply, his hands fall through your hair, lost in bliss. Meanwhile your own pleasure builds as the man beneath you cups your ass and pulls you, gliding you over his face again and again. The repetition is natural, easy, sexy.

You look up at the man whose cock is in your mouth, making eye contact. He struggles to hold it, his hand brushes your cheek, his head rolling back in pleasure at the sight of you working him. You love the way his hardness feels in your mouth, you want it inside of you.

You push off of the man underneath you, and crawl down his body, kissing him all the way. He inhales at each brush of your lips on his body as you get lower. You're on all fours now, one man behind you, one man in front of you. You take the other mans shaft into your mouth, balancing on one hand, the other lightly caressing his balls as he fondles your breasts, gently plucking at your nipples. The man behind runs his hands over your ass and the small of your back. He flicks a finger across your clit, sending a shiver down your spine. You're wetness arouses him, and he can't resist, he lines himself up with your entrance, and slowly pushes into you, his thick cock stretching your tight pussy, sending waves of pleasure through your body. You moan around the cock in your mouth sending slight vibrations through it, causing it's owner's eyes to flick into the back of his head.

The man behind you begins to saw in and out of you slowly, pushing deeper each time. He speeds up a bit, easily sliding in and out of soaking wetness. You do your best to devote attention to the dick in your mouth, sucking it as both men run their hands along your body, cherishing it. Breathing hard as they feel your every feminine curve, your beautiful peaks and valleys. Your satisfaction at their naked lust for you builds the pleasure in your core. The man behind you pumps in and out of you, moaning for you as your tightness squeezes him mercilessly. The man in your mouth gasps as you work him, and a smile creeps into the corners of your mouth, a feeling of being carnally desired overwhelms you, pleases you.

You feel a thumb, slick from your own wetness slide between the cheeks of your ass, dragged into a subtle circle on your little rosebud. A satisfying, dirty feeling hits you as you push back on it. The digit slips inside you and you're instantly smashed by a wall of pleasure, you nearly cum on the spot. You want more. You need more.

You lean back, giving the man in front of you a momentary respite. You whisper your desire over your shoulder to the man behind you. He inhales your scent from your neck, and his teeth gently close on your shoulder. He'll do anything for you. You beckon the man in front of you forward until he sits on the edge of the bed. You straddle him, kissing him, your tongues intertwining. You sink onto his dick, which feels huge at this angle. He moans in pleasure and you silence him with your mouth. The man behind you lines up with your ass, already slick from your own wetness. He slowly begins to put pressure on your back entrance until the head of his dick manages to push inside of you. Instantly your eyelids flutter, the pleasure is almost overwhelming. He keeps up the pressure sinking further into you, stretching you out, inch by inch. You've never felt fuller, more satisfied. Moments pass, as you passionately make out with both men, flashes of tongues, teeth, and lips pressed together, and pressed between. Finally you feel his balls brush against you, both men completely inside you.

The thrill of having sex with two men at once lights your brain up, and although you can hardly move, pressed between the two men, they move enough for you. In and out of both of your holes, you bounce between them, kissing intermittently, constantly, squeezed between their muscular bodies. Their hands rove over you, caressing every inch of your body between them. Your breathing speeds up, the pleasure building within you. Both men sense it, and the feeling is mutual, the closeness of the climax. You can feel their heartbeats quicken, their breathing becoming heavier as they ravish you between them. Your eyes blow open, you're close now, the sweat is pouring off your three bodies, intermixing as you all move as one.

You feel like you're going to explode, and then finally, release. You cum hard, shaking, shivering, between the men, your breath torn from your body. They respond in kind simultaneously, spilling rope after rope deep into you. The feeling of them twitching inside of you sends you crashing into a second orgasm. You cry out as they press in, embracing you, crushing you between them. That triggers a third wave. this time your cries are silenced by a deep kiss. You collapse between them, utterly spent, and tingling all over. The three of you stay together for a while the men still inside you, breathing hard made one by your body. You caress each other, deep into the night, and make plans for another time that never comes.