The Diamond Club (11 page)

“So I saw the DVD you hid in your office.”

His eyes go blank and I can see his heart rate go through the roof. As he starts to turn his head and confess his innocence, I put one hand on his thigh and place a finger on his lips.

“Jim, you said screws were included with each purchase but what about the screwdriver? You want to be my screwdriver?” The words reverberate off the store’s immense walls as I rise, seeing the small moist pool my vigina has left behind on the cushion. I bend over the Karlstad’s arm, slowly revealing to him my lace underwear. I guide his hand and place it on my hip as he starts to stand. I arch my back and feel his powerful hands gripping my hips ever tighter. All my inhibitions have disappeared and my mission is almost complete. Jim the Ikea manager is packing a huge load of cargo that’s about to arrive at my warehouse’s back door, and my back door is wide open ready for delivery.

“Konka…” he whispers.

“Call me Brianna,” I whisper back, our eyes joining. “I told you I’d let you know my name if tonight went well.” Just then I put my hand on his crotch and feel a gigantic throbbing mass about to burst out from behind a jail cell of cloth and stitches. “Jim DeGrace, just fuck me. Fuck me everywhere you wish in your big, big IKEA.” Time stands still and in my orgasmic trance I only remember bits and pieces of the holy fuckimony Jim lays upon me…

…speed bumping atop a Birkeland…

…receiving the shocker while on a pink Stuva…

…69ing within a Busa play tunnel…

…anal fucking in a shopping cart while Jim pushes me around the lighting section…

…erotically asphyxiating each other with a Vännerna Läppar…

…having a fistfull of frozen hot dogs pumped in and out of my throbbing pussy as Jim loudly exclaims how some of tomorrow’s customers will be finding themselves the recipients of some very special treats…

It’s 8 am when my alarm wakes me. I’m in bed pantiless and wearing Jim’s IKEA shirt. It’s three sizes too large but his scent is still strong and brings back the memories of last night. I don’t think he’ll be needing his porn DVD for the next month; I gave him plenty to remember the next time he’s alone in his office and decides to whip out his dick.

I should thank Roman. Without him and his wonderchild of a website, I’d still be thinking of IKEA as a simple furniture store, not the lusty humid forest of animal fornication paradise I now know it to be.

I then imagine Roman and his slut entering through IKEA’s sliding glass doors, planning to buy a nice rug for their new apartment. As Roman is about to step onto the escalator, his other half convinces him she is in need of a famous IKEA hot dog. They wonder over, pay their 50 cents, and stare into each other’s eyes as they each take a bite. Enjoy the hot dog Roman - Jim and I made it specially for you.

The Basement

I walked up the steps and before knocking on the door I looked around thinking to myself, this isn’t the type of house you would expect a wealthy man in his mid-30’s to live in. The man I was visiting was Steven Tudor an investor who made all his money by creating a site for wine connoisseurs. He had created a site where users could buy, sell and discuss their priceless wine collections and eventually sold the site off for several million dollars. He was a very stingy investor, with an eye for a deal. He was going to be a challenge and that made me wet with excitement.

I knocked on the door and was greeted by a woman in her late 50’s who had way too much cleavage showing and all the hallmarks of having been a mother for most of her adult life. She greeted me with a very surprised hello and asked what she could do for me today.

“Is this where Mr. Steven Tudor lives?” I asked.

“Yes, he’s my boy. Would you like to speak with him?” She said, still looking like she had no idea why a hot young girl like me would be visiting.

She pointed to the basement door and told me that I could go down and see him in his office. This was all very surreal at this point; I had never met with an investor in his basement before. I figured money was money I pulled up my bra and walked down the stairs. I looked around; he had dozens of framed discs on the wall, a couch, a TV and a desk with a few computers, all very simple really. There he was, sitting at his desk shirtless. He looked up at me and took his glasses off. I introduced myself and he told me to sit down on the couch. I obliged him and sat down; he quickly rushed over and sat beside me. We talked about the investment and how much money I was going to need from him.

“Sure, I would love to invest in your little project, I’m a very lonely man myself and have been rejected by every other dating site out there, and your site may just be the right one for me.” Steven said

“I’m sorry to hear that and thank you for the money, we have a great idea and I’m glad others see that as well” I said, hoping that it was really going to be this easy.

“It’s also been 15 years since I last had sex with a girl, and if there are two things I love its wine and loose women. You’re hot and I wanna fuck you.” He grinned and slid his sweatpants off so that he was just sitting there in his briefs.

“I’m not sure I’m supposed to do that with clients and besides I’m not that kind of girl…I’m…a…virgin.” I knew not even he would believe that lie, but I knew if we were going to have sex, he was going to have to work for it.

“Bullshit” he said putting my hand on his package

It felt so big, surely he had to have stuffed a sock down there or something, having slept with many nerds I knew they were always less than impressive. I slid his briefs off and was stunned to see that he was fully erect, standing tall and proud like the Washington monument. What little reservations I had went away, I knew this was going to be fun. I bobbed up and down on his meat mountain, like kids at Halloween bobbing for apples. I stood up and asked him if he wanted to undress me but he said he was too tired and that I could do it myself. I took off my clothes and looked at him.

I rushed over and sat down on his throbbing cock and before I could tell him what I wanted he had filled me full of man meat, pounding so hard it knocked the wind out of me. I was gasping for air trying to get off but he had his hands firmly around my waist bucking me up and down.

“You like it, don’t you? This is the best sex you have ever….” He trailed off, not finishing his sentence, something had caught his attention. While that was happening I felt him finish inside me, what had started out so promising had ended prematurely. I looked around trying to see what it was that had made him finish early when something caught my eye. Standing at the foot of the steps was his mother, she had a big grin.

“You’re just like your father Steven” she said laughing.

“Mom, I told you not to come down here when I have people over!”

“Now, now, I had come down here to offer you and your lady friend something to snack on but I decided to stay for the show.”

“Well shows over thanks to you” He said as he slid his sweatpants on”

I stood up, put my clothes on and gave him a kiss on the cheek. I thanked him for investing in me and gave him a card with the address to the Diamond Club on it. Right before I left I whispered in his ear that I wanted another shot at him and his king sized cock and to not be a stranger. I walked over to the stairs and his mom lead me up and showed me the door, thanking me for making both her and her son happy.

Vodka Cranberry with a Twist of Passion

I ventured back to The Diamond Club and looked for who my next conquest would be. There was a decent sized crowd that night and some promising talent, but no one really caught my eye. That was until I saw the ginger beauty serving drinks behind the bar. She had a long slender figure, a Keira Knightley type. Short hair with the bangs swept to the right, pale skin covered in freckles, and the greenest eyes imaginable; she was truly magnificent. I made a beeline to the bar through the sea of people. I just knew it was going to be a fun night.

“What can I do you for?” asked the girl.

“For you, free of charge” I answered.

The girl just looked at me, not understanding the joke.

“That was a joke. I’ll take a vodka cranberry.” I said.

“Coming right up” she said, reaching down to get the glass. I could tell by the way that she held the bottle that she did not have much experience at bar tending.

“I haven’t seen you here before, are you new?” I inquired.

“Yes I am. Do I come off that way?” she replied while handing the drink to me.

“No you’re doing fine” I reassured her, taking the glass from her. “Thanks, and keep the change” I said handing her a $20.

“No, thank you” she replied earnestly. I guess she hadn’t been doing too well in the tip department that night.

I walked across the club to my usual table and started to formulate my plan. The vibe that I got off her made me feel like this might be even easier than I had hoped. She had a youthful innocence about her. I knew I could exploit this to get what I wanted. Polishing off my vodka cranberry I returned to the bar.

“That vodka cranberry was great” I told her. “How about another?”

“Sure thing miss.”

“Miss Young. Miss Brianna Young. And you are?” I asked.

“Charlotte Swift. Charlie for short”

“Well Charlie, it’s a pleasure to meet you. I love your eyes, they are really beautiful. In fact all of you is really beautiful.”

“Thank you” she said, blushing.

“I’d buy you a drink, but I’m guessing you aren’t allowed to drink on the job.”

“That’s right, but I get off in an hour so how about then.”

“An hour? I’m getting off right now.” I said with a smile.

“Oh really?” Charlie replied. “Well maybe I can help with that. I’ll see if Merle can cover me for a little bit.” she said as she turned to walk toward the mixologist, whose name I assume is Merle, at the other end of the bar. After a short conversation Charlie walked back toward me. She grabbed my arm and started leading me toward the manager’s office. There was a small room next to the manager’s office where the employees could store their belongings while they worked. I had only just entered the room when I heard the click of the door lock behind me. Before I could even turn around completely Charlie was on top of me.

I had misjudged her, but that didn’t mean I was going to give her control of the situation. I rolled the both of us over so that I was on top instead on her. I undid her belt, opened her jeans, and rested on palm on her panty clad crotch. I could feel the heat radiating from her like a bitch in heat. I pushed the crotch of her panties to the side to expose her tight little slit. I slowly slide my middle and ring fingers up into her wet snatch, causing her to bite her lower lip and let out a moan of pleasure.

I quickly pulled my fingers out of her and looked her in the face.
“If you want any more of that you are going to have to do whatever I tell you, is that clear?”

“Crystal,” she answered immediately. I could she how desperate she was for me continue, she was dripping wet.

“Good. Now off with those clothes of yours.”

As Charlie stripped off her clothes and finally got a good look at her body. Her tits were small, A-cups, but they were as perky as they come and her nipples the perfect size and as hard as the diamonds the Diamond Club is named after. I gestured for her to turn around, and saw her firm little ass. I knew she was going to be good as soon as I set eyes on her, but I had no idea a treat this delicious lay under the wrapper.

I stripped out of my own clothes and told her to get onto her back.

“Lift up your legs” I instructed her. And she did exactly that. I grabbed her two little feet and ran my tongue across the soles. I could feel her whole body tremble with each stroke of my tongue. I guess I wasn’t the only one in the break room that had a foot fetish.

After a minute of liking her perfect little feet I sat down onto that pretty face of hers. I immediately let out a shriek of pleasure. She was a like a maestro directing an orchestra with that tongue of hers. I could feel something that felt like metal brush against my clit, she had a tongue stud. I knew that I’d cum long before her if I didn’t get to work immediately.

I lowered my head, put my mouth to her vagina, and put my tongue to work as quickly as I could. Her sweet delicious juices flowed into my mouth. It wasn’t long before I realized that my tongue work wouldn’t be enough to keep up with what she was doing to me, so I decided to bring my hands into play. Taking it from her ankles where it had been resting I brought my right hand to her vagina and plunged my middle and ring fingers into it. I hoped that my tongue wagging along her clit and my fingers wiggling around inside her as deep as I could get them would be enough to push her over the edge. They weren’t.

As soon as I had done that she decided to do something even more extreme. She took her hands, grabbed my ass cheeks and spread them wide. Then she plunged her tongue into my tight hole. Tongue in butt, TIB, ass eating, analigus – whatever you want to call it, it is my weakness. As I felt her tongue entering me I couldn’t help but climax. I burst like a geyser all over her face.

She pushed me off of her and stood up. I looked up in time to see her running her tongue along the perimeter of her mouth in order to get as much of my juices as she could.

“I’m glad you got yours, but what about mine?” She said looking at me.

Without answering I pushed my face to her crotch and brought both hands into play. The right hand went back to work on her pussy while the left hand put two fingers up her tight ass. I was determined to make her cum harder than I had. After a minute of working my tongue and hands as well as I knew how I was able to accomplish just that.

Charlie let out a scream of pleasure and squirted more than any girl I had ever seen, or any girl that I have seen since. She collapsed onto the floor and shuttered as waves of orgasmic pleasure traveled over her body. I was able to slide closer to her face because of all the juices pooled on the floor. I leaned in and gave her a kiss. She then pulled me closer to her as we continued to kiss. As I felt my rock hard nipples rubbing against hers I knew that this tryst was not over.