Black Widow (15 page)

“The others?” I ask confused.

“Yeah, you know. Girls can be major bitches. I’ve been going to a few other clubs for a few years and lord I can tell you all kinds of drama.”

“Are you serious?”

She shakes her head, “Believe me, you don’t want to know. That’s why I was so on board with this place. I like the fact that it’s all anonymous. I’ve had girls stalking me at my work, waiting for me outside of clubs and don’t get me started on the guys.”

“I’m shocked. I guess I never thought about this side of these clubs.”

“Yeah, unfortunately, feelings always get involved and one person will think they have something going on with the other person and then that other person will be fucking someone else the next week and things just get messy. I actually had a girl walk up and slap me while I was riding who she said was her man. I had to laugh, I mean, we were in a fuck circle with I think eight people total. Talk about ruining your orgasm. It was like she waited until I was coming to slap me.”

“Holy schmoly!” I say completed shocked.

Her laugh rumbles throughout the room as she puts her hands down on the counter to brace herself. “You crack me up. ‘Holy schmoly.’ Do you cuss at all? Say it with me, holy fuck.”

“Yes I cuss,” I laugh, embarrassed by her remark.

“Say it, holy fuck,” she raised her arms like a conductor to a symphony.

“Holy fuck…” I say under my breath.

“Louder,” she eggs me on.

“Holy Fuck.”

“Louder.”

“HOLY FUCK” I scream making her laugh. “Are you happy now?”

She shakes her head sternly in confirmation, “Yes, that’s better. None of this schmoly shit. Say fuck like you mean it. Like you love it. Like every time you use the word your pussy tingles and you can’t wait to get
fucked
,” she says up close to my face before kissing my cheek. “Now let’s eat.”

After dinner, we get dressed for the night and when I see myself for the first time in the dress she picked out I can’t help but stare at the woman who is reflecting back at me. My hair is wavy, brown with the blonde highlights she put in and sits right on my shoulders. The dress is lace down the arms and comes up to a small button at my neck but leaving a big hole for my cleavage to show brightly against the all black material.

I’m still in shock of what I’ve become and that I’m the person looking back at me. Never in a million years did I ever think I could be this beautiful, this sexy, this womanly yet here I am. Tears fill my eyes as I glance at Becca who’s putting on her mascara next to me.

When our eyes catch she stops instantly, “Wait, whoa, why are you crying?”

“I just can’t believe it. I can’t believe this is me,” I point at the mirror.

“It’s you girl. I knew you were underneath there. We just needed to peel back the leaves to let the beautiful rose bloom.”

Wrapping my arms around her for a big hug, I thank her before running to the bathroom for a tissue to blot my eyes without smearing my makeup.

W
hen we arrive at the club we both grab a drink and scan the room looking for possibilities. I’m not sure how this is supposed to go. This is my third time here and though I know I am supposed to venture out to other people I’m not sure if I’m ready yet and to be honest, I’m not comfortable enough to do so.

Eros has been great to me and I think once I experience
everything
I’ll be ready to venture off some more.

Warmth covers my side as I feel a man’s hand grip around my waist and pull me close to him. Automatically, I drop my head to his chest but am slightly frightened when I hear a voice that isn’t Eros’ whisper in my ear, “Do I get to play with you tonight or are you with your friends?”

Turning around in a flash, I see a tall man with a slight five o’clock shadow covering his very strong jaw watching me from under his simple, black mask.

Butterflies fill my stomach as I think of the possibilities with this man. I can tell by the tight fitted Henley he has on that every muscle is perfectly sculpted. Imagining the feeling of his barely there beard between my legs brings tingles to places I’ve become very fond of recently.

Channeling my inner Becca again, I try to think of what she would say when I feel the warmth of another hand grab my waist from behind. I place my tiny hand over his large fingers, wrapping mine around his and knowing instantly that it’s Eros by the feeling of the calluses that just barely cover his hands. Thoughts of being with Eros and another man enlighten my desires as I lean back on Eros and tug on the pants of the man in front of me.

“Hello there Eros,” I say tilting my head slightly to see his face before leaning up to kiss his neck, keeping my hands on the man in front of me.

“Hello my beautiful Eurydice. Who’s your friend?”

I look to the man in front of me that has a slight smirk on his face as he stands there watching me with his mouth slightly parted. “Not sure yet. Should I even care?”

I feel Eros shrug, “Totally up to you, sweetheart.”

I haven’t taken my eyes or my hands off the man’s pants as I ask, “Do I care who you are?”

“No, ma’am,” he responds and I’m instantly turned on by his slight southern accent and the way he said ma’am.

I look to Becca who’s standing a few feet away, talking to another man but I don’t care, I want her to join me if I’m going to go through with this. “Hey Baubo…” I say as sweet as possible. “How about you join me and these two handsome men tonight?”

She pats the man’s chest in front of her before turning to walk toward us, “You don’t have to ask me twice.” She cozies up to the man that I still don’t know his name and smiles, “Hey sexy. You want to fuck me tonight?”

“Well, I’d like to fuck both of you if I can.”

My chest tightens from his words and I feel Eros tighten his grip around me in response, which is odd because I didn’t think I moved at all but he must have sensed it. Leaning down he whispers in my ear, “You don’t have to if you don’t want to.”

“No, it’s fine,” I say rubbing his hand that I still have a hold of. “I told you I want to try everything so this is the next step. I’d like for both you and Baubo to join us. I think I would feel better this way.”

“Of course my sweet Eurydice, there is no place or no one I’d rather be with.”

His lips meet the back of my neck and my head drops instantly from the heavy lust filling my insides just from the feeling of his tongue licking up behind my ear to my pulse spot.

“I can tell she likes what you’re doing by the way her eyes just fluttered back and her skin became a beautiful flush of rosy flesh. You are very responsive my lovely. I can’t wait to have my turn,” the man says.

With that, all four of us turn to claim a room. Eros leads us to a more private area of the club where there is both a bed and a small couch in the room.

I feel my pulse start to thud through my veins as we enter the room. Becca thankfully takes control and grabs me away from Eros, kissing me softly as she puts on a show for the two men.

Her hands run through my hair as I lightly feel up her waist and grab her breasts with both of my hands. It’s amazing how comfortable I’ve gotten with kissing my best friend but, to be honest, I’ve actually started to enjoy it, turned on by it even. It’s the fact that I know the two men are watching us. I could never imagine wanting to kiss her in any other setting but here, now, knowing what I’m doing is turning these two men into ravenous alphas turns me on more than I could ever explain.

Eros walks up to me as the other man comes to Becca from behind. His hands meet mine at her breasts but instead of rubbing her, his hands grasp mine and his fingers run in between mine like we’re holding hands.

My kiss with Becca breaks as my eyes meet his, making his fingers grip mine even more, rubbing softly over my fingers. This little act makes me feel more comfortable with him and what we’re about to do so I bravely reach over Becca’s shoulder and kiss him softly which instantly turns into a much more passionate kiss as Becca slides out of the way but Eros never lets go of my side, just moving with me as I move closer to the other man.

Our kiss breaks when I feel Eros reach between us to unbutton my dress in the front as he starts to slide it down my arms and off completely.

“Damn,” I hear the man whisper as he looks me up and down, appreciating my black lace bra and the fact that I had no panties on.

“Naughty girl tonight, I see,” Eros says from behind before he swings me around, staking his claim against my lips, tongue and body. I enjoyed the kiss of the other man but going from him to Eros is nothing but phenomenal. The way our mouths blend perfectly, the tingles that shoot through my body as his tongue brushes against mine feel one thousand times better than it did when I was kissing Becca or the other guy.

Totally lost, my arms wrap around his neck, needing to feel his body against mine. Two manly hands gripping my breast from behind take me out of my lust filled haze as I feel my bra straps fall down my arms and to the floor.

Leaning against him, I start to unbutton the shirt of Eros in front of me as Becca removes his pants from behind before dropping to her knees and taking Eros’ cock in her mouth.

The other man’s breath brushes against my neck, sending chills down my arms as he whispers, “I’d love to watch you suck on my cock like that.”

Without a word, I turn, drop to my knees and unbutton his pants, reaching in to free his already hard cock. My tongue works its way up and down his shaft while looking up to the mask of the man I have no clue who he is. The thought both turns me on and frightens the hell out of me.

His lips turn up to a sexy smile as I try to focus on how hot he is and not the fact that I don’t even know his name. Opening my mouth wide, I take his entire cock in deep, pulling back and forth, running my tongue over his tip every time I pull out. Strong hands grip my hair, yanking me roughly to and away from him as he starts to fuck my mouth.

Feelings of both shame and lust grip my chest and stomach, and I’m not sure which one I should focus on more.

Eros reaches around Becca, running his finger down my face, instantly calming my nerves and wanting all of my attention to go to him. I stand up, turning toward him, pulling his hand to the bed and pushing him to lie down before I straddle him, suddenly greedy for the feeling of his cock inside of me.

Becca throws me a condom from the basket and I rip it open as fast as I can, sliding it on and sinking down on him slowly, enjoying as he fills every inch of me inside.