Bella Erotica

“Hurry up, babe. We’re gonna be late!”

He shook his head. It’s not like there’s a set time to arrive, he thought. It’s just a damned club.
“Yes dear.”

He glanced in the mirror once more, making sure his hair was in place. Out in the living room he found her in the cutest, sexiest little getup. Glitter everywhere, lots of jewelry, tight pink tank top and a little white skirt. She didn’t hear him coming.

“Let’s see – anything on underneath?” he asked as he slid his hand under her skirt. His fingers met her smooth lips and he smiled. So it was going to be THAT kind of night.

“Stop!” she pleaded poutingly. “We have to go. Everyone’s going to be there already.”
“Well, we’re already late” he purred as he started rubbing her clit. “What’s another half-hour?”
“Noooooo” she cooed, even as her body responded to his touch. “We need to go.” The edge in her voice indicated she was serious.
“Alright. Alright. But I’ll get you later” he said tauntingly.
“Not if I get you first!”

This time it was a large club with lots of dance space and some cozy areas with couches. The music was already going. She ran ahead searching for their friends. He took his time, checking out the crowd. “Not quite the usual” he thought with a shrug.

He found her sitting with their friends – well, mostly her friends tonight. He didn’t mind most of them, but there were a few that left him uncomfortable. Stares that lingered a little too long, eyes that were hungry.
He sat next to her on the couch, forcing restraint upon himself so as not to violate her so early.

Pleasantries and chitchat ensued, with a round of drinks appearing quickly.
“Ooh – gimmie his” she cooed.
“What’s the poison tonight, babe?” he asked with raised eyebrow. She liked to ply him with drugs on occasion. Seemed like tonight was one of those nights, indeed.
“Oh – it’s a surprise. It’ll be fun!”
He sat back and relented to her recreational pharmacology. He marked the time and waited. “Probably about 30 minutes and I’ll figure out what it is.”

She dragged him and a few others out to the dance floor. He didn’t mind dancing. He actually enjoyed it when the setting was appropriate for ‘distasteful’ behavior. They formed a chain, her sandwiched between him and Steve, one of the most dynamic of the group. His mind raced at the possibility; she’d done anal before, so it could happen. He started to get hard at the thought of it – both of them fucking her rotten. She looked up at him with a wondering but glassy gaze. He checked his watch – three quarters of an hour had passed. Clearing his mind, he tried to figure out what she had given him. His body tingled pleasantly. He stretched his arms out and inhaled. Releasing his breath, he felt waves of warmth pass through him. He wasn’t overly excited or jumpy, but wasn’t ‘seeing’ things either. The music was filling the room; pulsing and growing with each beat.

“Ecstasy” he thought with a sigh. “That one always gets me into trouble.”

He wanted to see how far into it she was. He ran his fingers slowly up her inner thigh. She closed her eyes and purred. He figured she was getting pretty into it, since normally that would elicit a shiver.

She snapped out of her reverie and grabbed his and Steve’s hands.
“Come with me! I’ve got another surprise.”
He looked over at Steve and got the impression that it was no surprise to him.

She led them past their group, through a door he hadn’t noticed. It was a sparse room with a cot/bed thing and some chairs. She set down a bag on one of the chairs and rifled through it.
“Take off your clothes, babe,” she said nonchalantly.

He was under the influence, but not THAT fucked up.
“Excuse me?” he inquired curtly.

“Oh, come on baby. It’s just Steve. It’s all good” she assured him. “Besides – I have a treat for you that’ll feel really, really good.”

He removed his shirt and sat at the edge of the bed. She came over to him with a small white tube.
“Close your eyes and relax.”
He complied, though hesitant.

He heard a low whirring sound and then felt powerful waves of icy cold caress his body. She was right – it felt wonderful. She continued for a little while longer while he let his body relax further.

“Now let’s get these off,” she murmured.
He was starting to peak and forgot the world around him, so he offered no protest.
He lost himself in the drug as she continued the icy caress along the rest of his body. He laid back and felt like he was melting into the bed. She stuffed his cock in her mouth, then turned it to ice. He shivered and moaned at once, marveling at the mix of sensations. Now fully erect, a hand gripped him firmly.
“Damn that’s good!” he murmured dreamily. Up and down his shaft it moved – slowly but firmly. He began to thrust in rhythm with it.

”Not yet, baby. Not yet” she giggled.

He was pushed over onto his face. Hands caressed his back and legs. Waves of pleasure and warmth radiated across his body. It wasn’t quite right – it seemed like there were more than two hands. She nibbled at his earlobe. “Relax baby. Enjoy it” she whispered.
Powerless to object, he surrendered.
He knew somewhere in his mind that someone else was in the room, and that those were probably their hands, but he wasn’t bothered by it. It felt so damned good that he didn’t care.

They started massaging him, kneading his muscles. He started to drool. He felt like a puddle of half-melted jello.

He struggled and propped himself onto his side. She gripped his cock and kissed him, all fierce and messy. He saw the other pair of hands emerge from behind and grab her breasts. Steve began nibbling at her neck. She pushed her ass back and ground into his crotch. She lifted her arms and her top was lifted off. She bent down and shoved her breasts in his face. He started sucking and licking. He looked past her and saw Steve burying his fingers in her cunt. His cock throbbed as she moaned.

She pushed him back on the bed and straddled his face. Her pussy was wet and pulsing. Her scent filled his nostrils as he sucked up her juices and lapped at her clit.

Someone shoved his cock in their mouth. He let out a groan. It felt so good; he could have that all night. He backed off for a minute and saw Steve buried in his crotch. His eyes followed the line of his body and he saw Steve plunge his dick into her mouth over and over, making her eyes water. He felt like he was going to come.

Steve backed off. “Oh no you don’t – not yet.”

He was putty in their hands as they rearranged. He was beyond any objections. He just wanted someone, something on his cock.

She lay on the bed and put her ankles on his shoulders. He plunged deep but slowly into her hot pussy. Steve’s hands grabbed his hips and moved him closer. A wet finger moved slowly into his ass. This was familiar; she had done that before while sucking him off. He fought the urge to clench up. It was always a little weird to get used to, but once he surrendered it felt amazing. He kept thrusting into her and another finger was added. Steve was purring in his ear and kissing his neck. The feeling of fucking her and being fingered was overwhelming. He lost himself in it, trying only not to come so soon.

Steve turned his head to the side kissed him. He returned the kiss and felt Steve’s wet hard cock ease into him. He fought and defeated any resistance. They began to work into a rhythm; him thrusting into her, and then moving back onto Steve’s dick, filling him.

The feeling was indescribable; this was something she never could have given him. He grabbed her hips and slammed into her. Steve did the same to him. Over and over they collided, moving deeper and deeper. The rhythm escalated. Steve dug his nails into his flesh. Her face began to contort as if she was going to come.

“Faster baby. Faster!” she cried.
Steve cupped his sack with one hand and wrapped his arm around him, pulling him closer. He plunged deeper and deeper into him, increasing the speed like she wanted. Realizing he was helpless, sandwiched between them, he surrendered to Steve’s force and just held onto her hips. Her pussy started to get tighter and tighter as she squeezed. His cock was about to burst.

“Fuck him Steve. Fuck him harder!” she yelled.

Her pussy started quivering as she yelled. The feeling of it sent him reeling. A low growl came from behind him. Steve’s cock grew amazingly stiff.

“Fuck yes! Fuck yes!” she cried over and over in her climax. Growling and moaning Steve pushed down on his shoulders, burying his cock forcefully into him as it erupted. The power of it made him arch his back and plunge further into her cunt. He lost himself and came achingly into her pussy. It seemed to last forever.

They collapsed in a sweaty heap on the bed, panting. He lapsed into exhaustion, all thoughts of the club fading. He curled up to them, still sandwiched, and plummeted into sleep.