The Diamond Club (19 page)

“Well, I guess that just leaves the honeymoon. You might want to stay for that, Brianna.” Les closed the door behind him, and I heard it lock. I ran to the door and pulled at the knob anxiously.

“Relax, Brianna,” Craig assured me, calmly. “Me and Madame have an… open relationship. We would be honored if you joined our honeymoon celebrations. Sit, sit.” He sat back down on the couch with Madame sitting upright in his lap.

I let go of the door and stared at the two. The way Craig manipulated Madame’s body was interesting, to say the least. Her little puppet hand rubbed the growing bulge in Craig’s pants. Madame turned her head towards me and said, “Come join us, Brianna. You’re looking ravishing tonight, darling.”

Reluctantly, I sat down. Madame looked at my body up and down. She leaned over and began to fondle my breast. I stared into Madame’s eyes, and I could see it. I could see what Craig saw in her. “Kiss me, darling,” Madame said.

I leaned in, slowly, and pressed my lips to her wooden mouth. My hands crept to her chest and stroked her knotted titty. “Do you like this?” I asked her.

“I want to watch you two play together,” Craig said. He handed Madame over to me, while he stood up. He stripped down nude, his chest covered in a carpet of salt and pepper hair, but his body was still toned and matured nicely. He sat on the stool across the room, and began to stroke his hardening cock, letting it smack against his thicket.

Never before had I operated a puppet, much less a dummy. But I took a chance and shoved my hand inside her gaping hole. After some experimentation, I figured out how to move the mouth. In the meantime, I had taken off my sweats and panties, dumping them on the floor.

“You smell like you need a bath, darling,” Madame said.

“Shut up and eat me,” I said. I rubbed her dummy face into my pussy, manipulating her mouth to eat my box.

“Easy now, Brianna,” Craig warned me. “You don’t want to get splinters.”

I didn’t care. I wanted her to pleasure me. I moaned as she munched down, plucking out hairs like an old-timey trimmer. My free hand pulled at her semen-matted hair. Madame’s moans and slurping were muffled as she ate me out.

In my ecstasy, I hadn’t noticed Craig greasing up his hand. “Bend over,” he told me.

I turned, concerned. “Excuse me,” I said.

“Bend over,” he repeated.

Madame pulled her face out of my crotch. “Do what he says, Brianna darling.”

Gently I placed Madame onto the couch, stroking the cheek of my lover. I faced the wall and propped myself doggy style for Craig. “Please be gentle.”

Craig grabbed hold of my tight ass and inserted two fingers into my anus. It felt strange, but I felt filled with life. He slid in some more fingers, and it began to hurt, but I trusted Craig. He was a master of puppetry. After about fifteen minutes, he could fit his entire hand in my ass, and I began to babble in pleasure as he puppeteered my body, my limbs flailing as he pulled my strings of hair with his other hand.

“Madame’s getting lonely, Brianna,” Craig said to me. “I want to see you eat her.”

I reached over and picked up Madame and dragged her to me, Craig’s hand still shoved in my ass. I lifted the train of her dress and buried my face in her moldy, gaping hole, rimming her worn out cavity.

Craig pulled his hand out of me, and I felt empty again. Stroking his meat, he yanked Madame out of my face and began thrusting his cock inside her, passionately making love to her. And within moments, he collapsed on her, streams of cum filling her insides. I watched on in wonder.

“I love you, Madame,” Craig said, deep love in his gaze.

“I love you, too, darling,” Madame said, embracing his body, his hand inside her, his semen pouring down his arm.

As I slid my sweats back on, I could hear the door unlock. As I headed out, Craig and Madame still making out, Les stopped me in the dark.

“Expect your check in the mail.”

I went to the post office to see if the check arrived for two weeks after this experience. But no check ever arrived. Not even a wedding invitation. Nothing. I had been had. The entire ordeal was bizarre, and I would never look at Les or Craig or Dia Monde or Madame Carollo the same again. I may have had sex with a dummy, but I was the puppet in their sick games.

Downward Dog

It had been some time since I started meeting up with people at The Diamond Club. Fucking away the betrayal I felt from Roman. It had become like a drug to me. I was, and am insatiable. Going as far as using our very own website Fullydateable.com to locate my trysts, flings, flirts, and fucks.

I have been attending yoga classes for some time even before starting my tenure at Fullydateable.com. Though older than that asshole Roman I like keeping my body in shape, and in tune. I have had my eye on a young laotian/vietnamese girl that has the cutest little tight ass you have ever seen. I had never even been with another woman when I started attending class were the girl was already working over her oh so tight glutes.

Attending the class 3 times a week I would Try to soak up as much of a view of my favorite little asian beauty. This became more, and more prevalent after becoming a card carrying member of The Diamond Club. After Having my first taste of another woman…

Normally I would show up to class at the Bakrim Yoga Center right near The Diamond Club after her. I would try not to be much longer after her to try to get prime positioning directly behind her. Argh, the undulation of her sleek toned ass, and thighs was enough to make me moist in my even increasingly non modest tights. I would sometimes go home from yoga class, forego getting nude, stick my hand down my sweatpants, and explode in seconds.

Eventually after slipping into my more predatory post Diamond Club induction I starting floating flirtatious smiles her way, and some small talk. I learned her name was Aelan Nguyen, “Aelan” which she informed me meant flower in Lao. Not only was her posterior delectable, but her front was exquisite as well. She had a great not too dark tan. Full luscious lips, bright brown eyes. And perfectly shaped breasts. It was hard paying attention to the words coming out of her mouth as I was imagining cumming into hers… This one needed a little easing into as I wanted have some repeat action, not just a one time fling. My flirtation took shape quickly, as needed her badly. Quickly hatching a plan of attack, I thought of a plan. Approaching her after class as had become custom as of late I approached her…

“Excuse me, Aelan?”

“Yes?”

“I don’t want to seem rude, being that we don’t know each other that great, but I was wondering if you could assist me?” (Which a mind shattering orgasm I was hoping..)

“Not at all, how can I help you?” (Oh, how could she help me indeed..)

“Well, I know you have been taking these classes much longer than I.. I was wondering if you would be able to help me out with some poses outside of class sometime?” (Beneath me. On top of me..)

“I can’t see why not. How about later this afternoon?” She said with what I was hoping was a flirtatious smile..

I was more than a little bit excited, and even more so aroused. I was excited to get her alone in my apartment, but I didn’t want to be too hasty regardless of how damp I was becoming in my loins. So much so it was probably visible. I only that if that was the case that she may think it was just sweat. We quickly made plans to freshen up first at our respective abodes, and arranged to meet in an hour at The Diamond Club… I Sent a message in advance to inform Dia that I would be by with a “friend”.. Not taking time to masturbate as was my ritual after returning home from Bakrim I quickly showered, and prepared for our meeting.

I arrived first. Being greeted by Dia, and being lead to my table. On the way I gave her a description of my delicious soon to be companion. She purred out her approval of Aelan before seeing her giving me a knowing wink before turning around, and heading back to her perch near the door to greet Aelan herself only moments later.

“Hello, I hope I didn’t keep you waiting long” Aelan said smiling walking up to my table.

“Not at all. I just arrived myself”

We made small talk for a short time. She mostly told me of the Vietnamese themed food truck she recently took over running for her father. She told me of the various noodle, soup, and dumpling dishes she serves along with the other people that run the truck. She said that it was a temporary gig as her father was had been ill. Her true job was a web designer. Aren’t they all around here? She worked for a site called cubespace.com. I was barely paying attention to the details of her background but enough to not get called out. I concentrated on staying flirtatious with her.. Smiling brushing hand across hers, and possibly lingering slightly too long while licking the my lips, after sucking on my drink oh so suggestively.

When I felt the timing was right to steer things towards the next part of the early evening, I brought up the issues I was having.

“What kinds of poses were you having difficulties with Brianna?”

“Mostly Inversion, and Backbend. Plow, and Bridge mostly.”

“Oh, I think I can help you with those.. I think I can have you Plowing with the best of them in no time at all…”

“I bet you will” I said. It seemed that the game was afoot as they say. We were heading out the door moments later enroute to my apartment. I could hardly contain my excitement, and arousal. By the time we reached my apparent door I was beginning to tremble with need. Fumbling with my keys, and nearly dropping them before getting the door unlocked.

“I have some spare workout clothes you can use” I let her know before heading down the hall to the closet I kept my various workout accoutrements stored. She seemed like she was about to say something, and cut herself off slightly biting her lip deciding against whatever she was about to say. Looking almost let down. I was hoping to put much more enticing looks on her face very shortly…

I came back moments later wearing the most revealing workout outfit I owned, and another that was ever so slightly too small for myself, and nearly as revealing… When I reentered the room she was looking the opposite direction looking around my modestly decorated living room.

She must have felt my presence as I approached her. She turned around quickly. I could tell that she had been slightly startled by my sudden appearance, but I think she was more surprised even from my revealing outfit. My normal yoga shorts extended to nearly half down my nicely toned thighs, and a modest tank top/bra. However my current outfit showed off my assets to a much fuller extent. Whereas my my normal tank covered most of my chest this one was extremely low cut showing off my ample bosom sans bra… The yoga shorts I wore were also so short they showed the beginning of my ass cheeks, and were so tight they looked painted on, and nothing underneath. One could see the shape of my needing vulva right through them.

Her expression changed from shock to awe. Her eyes did not leave my chest as I came closer, and handed her her outfit. She extended her arm taking the garments. She stood still just staring at me. Mouth slightly agape. I was just about to tell her where she dropped the clothing to the floor. A second after she outthrust her hands grabbing me by my shoulders, and pulling me close to her, and firmly planting her lips to mine.

This was far easier than I imagined, but who am I to complain? She pushed me back to my plush sofa. I collapsed onto hit, and her with me. Our mouths became as one as we exchanged saliva, tongues, and caresses over each other’s bodies. I was enjoying having this firm, but lithe creature that was writhing on top of me. She snaked a hand in between our bodies, and grabbed a strap of my top pulling it down from my shoulder. She swiftly freed my left breast. She removed her mouth from mine, and raised her body to look at my exposed breast. She started to reach for the other strap, but I stopped her, and smiled. I swiftly raised myself from the sofa, and disposed of my top. She pushed me back into the sofa, and planted her lips around the extended nipple of the same left breast she had previously exposed before I interrupted her exploration of my body. Practically inhaling into her mouth with a force that brought slight pain, and so much more pleasure. She began mauling at my shorts to remove them, and I was more than willing to comply. She wasted no time dropping to a kneeling position on the floor, and climbing in between my thighs.

I lifted my feet from the floor, and positioned them on the edge of the sofa cushion giving her full access. I assumed by this point her mouth would be on the seemingly boiling hot center of my existence at that point, but she suddenly slowed down her attack on my body deciding to stoke my fires even further. She began kissing, and licking up and down my thighs from just behind my knees to aching pussy. As soon as I thought she would start bringing me sweet release, but she would back away again, and go back up the opposing thigh. Then she broke the pattern, and began her oral ministrations on my lower abdomen. Raising up to my navel, and then down to just the very top of my mons.

My eyes had long since closed by this point, and I had been trembling with desire with ever increasing intensity. Just when my shaking was getting to the point of all out convulsions she clamped her mouth my clit, and I exploded instantly. I thrashed around with one of the most powerful orgasms I have had in my entire life. This girl sure knew how to turn a girl on before making her cum her head off. She kept her mouth glued to my clit, and kelp sucking, and licking as I rode wave after wave of orgasm. Eventually I blacked out. After coming to she was there beside me on the couch she was close to be, and smiling. gently caressing my thigh. She leaned in, and kissed my welcoming lips. A softer more subdued kiss than before. I was slightly embarrassed of blacking out, and I apologized to her.

She seemed more than fine with it as she stood, and taking me by the hand led me to my bedroom where she must have located in my short leave of absence from this plain of existence. She herself was shortly joining me in being nude. She took her turn being subservient as she stood still, and I disrobed her. I was not as restrained as her in taking my time, and teasing. I had been wanting to devour her for weeks now, and I was going to do just that. Wasting no time I had my mouth, and hands all over her body. Tits, pussy, and even the ass I had admired for some time now. I didn’t let up until she as well passed out while screaming with pleasure.