Promiscuous (Tease 2)

“I guess you could say that.” He chuckled as he opened the front door. “Are you ready?” He asked, his voice husky. I nodded, pushing aside my uneasiness. The last time I’d felt this nervous, things had gone badly.

I scanned the room, unsure of where to look first. People stood in clusters, chatting, laughing and drinking. There would’ve only been forty people, max. All were dressed elegantly in cocktail dresses and suits. This place had much more class than I was expecting. There were no strippers dancing on poles, or naked women serving alcohol. Just every day people. People like me. I glanced at Roman, who squeezed my hand.

“I wont leave you, and the second you feel uncomfortable, we’re out of here.” He spoke in a soft voice, his eyes searching mine for reassaurance that I was okay.

I nodded, not wanting to let on just how exciting I found all of this. Not yet, anyway.

Roman led me over to the bar. His arm slipped around my back, holding m

e close. I took the opportunity to take in my surroundings. The place was huge, with a large space that at first glance could be mistaken for a dance floor. The walls were lined with plush red sofas where people sat, nursing drinks and interacting.

“So everyone here is a participant?” I was still having trouble grasping the concept. It wasn’t a brothel…but people had sex?

“Not the staff. The staff can participate, but not while they are working. Everyone is here willingly, and we have plenty of measures in place to ensure nothing gets out of hand.” He pointed behind us. “See over there?”

I looked at what appeared to be giant glass boxes. Roman laughed.

“They are the private rooms.”

“They don’t look very private,” I muttered. He chuckled and took my hand, leading me in that direction.

“Sit down here,” he said as we stopped outside one of the “rooms.” I gawked at him.

“But there is a couple in there! I’m sure they don’t want us watching them…” He sat down, pulling me onto his lap. I gasped and glared at him. He was hard!

“Beth, people come here to be watched. Look at them.” I did as he said and turned my attention to the couple. The chick was stunning. She leaned naked against the bed, her knee bent and her foot resting on her partners shoulder. He kneeled between her legs, his tongue buried deep inside her.

This is so naughty.

As if she heard me, she opened her eyes and stared directly at me as she gripped the back of his head. Her chin tilted up as her body began to convulse, her eyes still on mine.

Holy fuck.

I heard the sound of Romans zipper as he guided my hand behind my back and curled my fingers around his hard cock. I worked my fingers into a rythym, moving up and down his shaft.

He expertly manovered my panties down and flipped up the back of my dress. I gasped, closing my eyes as he lifted me onto his tip. Slowly, he thrust inside me, his hands on my hips.

Glancing back at the couple, he stood behind as he drove himself inside her. She bit her lip and groaned, making eye contact with me. Her eyes narrowed and her lips lifted into a smile.

Roman’s hand moved down the top of my dress as he massaged my breast. I couldn’t believe how turned on I was right now. This was unlike anything I’d ever experienced.

Reaching to the side of my strapless dress, I shrugged it down, exposing my breasts. Roman groaned and kissed my neck, his hands moving rapidly over my breasts as he began to ride me faster.

“Oh god,” I whispered, tweaking my nipple. I lowered my hand between my legs and began to rub myself. Oh shit, yes, fuck!

“I’m nearly there babe,” He whispered in my ear, his tongue swirling behind my ear. “Fuck, you feel so good,” he groaned, pumping his hips into mine. “Yeahhh….”

My fingers worked inside me as I began to climax. Both the man and the woman were watching me now, obviously enjoying the show. I cried out, falling back against Roman, as his fingers trailed down to my wetness, easing the last few moments of my climax from me.

“Wow.” I exhaled, exahusted. And hot. I wiped away the moisture from the back of my neck, and repositioned my dress. As I stood up, Roman eased himself out of me and tucked himself back in.

“I’m surprised, Beth” He murmured as we walked back over to the bar. “I didn’t expect that.”

Neither had I. Being watched…and watching…wow, I couldn’t string words together to give the pleasure I was feeling justice. I glanced around the room and smiled. How this place had stayed such a secret was beyond me. But if there was one thing I knew better than anyone, it was that secrets don’t stay secrets for long.

And sometimes when they broke, they became scandalous.