Spread (Club Deep #2)

I look to the stage to the right of us where a woman is bound to a table with belts, completely naked. Her partner is massaging her body erotically, and she looks totally blissed out. To the left is a woman with her hands suspended above her head, her back and ass pink as her lover uses a flogger on her, gently and then harder. My own lover wraps his arms around me. “In or out, little dancer?”

All these people around me are here, completely in the open, not letting anyone stop them from getting what they want. They seem fearless to me. And if they can do it, then so can I. “In,” I say, my stomach a ball of both nerves and anticipation.

Julian strips down first, and I can see that he’s already hard, excited. He’s not an exhibitionist, but he’s wanted to see how I’ll react to this for so long that he’s beyond excited. He points to me. “Your turn. Everything except that,” he points to my ring. “I want everyone to see that.”

I just smirk at him. Like I would ever take off my engagement right while having sex. I would never. He opens the door to the glass box, while I take my clothes off, and I feel weird. This isn’t usually the way it goes. When Julian and I are together, our clothes usually just disappear and we find them wherever we tossed them in the morning. It feels strange to be so deliberate with them. But then I’m naked, and I’m walking into the box with him. I can hear the echoes of our breaths, and the music of the club being pumped in through speakers in the floor.

Julian shuts the door behind us, and I look at him. “This is so weird, we just do it and hope someone sees us?”

He holds up a finger, telling me to wait, and I do. Suddenly, the box is filled with light. Spotlights trained on us in the box. I hadn’t even realized that they did that, but now I can only see the club in silhouette, the chairs around the stage filling up with dark blank faces. Watching.

A familiar thrill rolls through my body, and I realize that I’m growing wet. People are staring at me and my fiancé totally naked, and I’m aroused. Julian wraps his arms around me from behind, kissing my neck. I melt into him. My body never fails to react to his, and now, the way I’m suddenly aware of the many pairs of eyes on me, the feeling of his skin on mine is breathtaking.

I turn to face him. “Fuck me.”

His smirk is arrogant and victorious. “I knew you would like this.”

“Yeah, yeah, you win. Just fuck me.” I place my hands on his shoulders, jumping up and wrapping my legs around his waist. He catches me easily, a sparkle in his eye. Supporting me with one hand, he uses the other to push a finger inside me. “So eager,” he says. “So wet.”

I push my lips onto his. “Please, Julian.”

Fitting himself against my entrance, he doesn’t make me wait any longer. He pushes inside me, and I gasp. I feel electric right now. High and bright and I’m so aroused that it’s not going to take me long to come. And outside these glass walls I have an audience. They’re watching as Julian pushes his cock into me, deeper and deeper, and knowing that they’ll never be able to have me. That is so fucking hot.

“You love this, don’t you?” Julian asks. “You love that everyone in this club can see me fucking you. Can see how you’re going to come on my cock.”

His words shiver through me and I get goosebumps. “Yes, I love it.”

“Then let’s put on a show.” Julian leans forward, so far that I think I’m going to fall off him. “I’ve got you. Lean back. Brace your arms on the floor.”

I do, stretching and arching my back to reach. As soon as my hands are planted, Julian stands, his cock never leaving me. And now I’m stretched, upside down while he fucks me. This position—this crazy position—renders me completely helpless and open. I can’t let go of the floor or I’ll fall. I can’t let go of Julian or I’ll fall. I have to trust him to keep me upright while he fucks me, and people watch me, my breasts bouncing up and down from the force of his thrusts. Sharp, sweet heat courses through me. I can see the silhouettes of the audience through the glass, and I love that they’re focused on me. I hope that I’m arousing some of them with this little performance.