The Vassal Academy Private Club – Welcome to Paradise!

laughing as she asked if I came here often, pulling her closer into my arms, "No, can't say I do, well, not until now"

Slowly swaying to the music, closing my eyes, and I inhale an take in her scent.

Feeling totally relaxed in her arms, something about her, made him feel comfortable, perhaps it is the flirting, and chatting they have done before, and apart from what she said about her looks, it was all true, so, feeling like I know her, it as easier to trust her, and allow my feelings to be free, rather than have the wall of defense on full alert.

"So, how long have you had this place" the song playing softly, so that any conversation could be had , without having to raise our voices
 
I giggle at his response to my playful banter melding into the hard virile length of him. I had worried so about our very first meeting, who would he be, could I truly trust his intent.

At our first eye contact I had relaxed knowing I had chosen wisely. His eyes, truly windows to the soul had reassured me more than any mere words could ever have...

" I have had this place like what seems forever, after supper would you like a tour? It has many uniquely designed places I think you might well like."

I cross my fingers blushing as I tell him this, wondering if he might well be shocked by some of what my club really has to offer to a prospective member.
 
"I'd like that very much" hearing her say this, peaked an interest, not sure what to expect.

"So, what do I have to do to become a member? That is if I like the place" I tease

With the end of the first song, I hold her, hoping the next would be slow too, so we could get to know each other a little better, in a comfortable way.

Every turn, I look at the decor, and am amazed, its elegant, so far, the place is a true reflection on her, and what I know about her so far
 
As if on cue the next song slows down even more allowing our bodies to flow in perfect unison. Ummmmmm I love the feel of the man in whose arms are guiding me expertly across the dance floor.

I smile as he asked the question about membership. "Perhaps you simply have to impress its owner, so far Sir I think you have." I smile and blush as I make my confession, my small frame blending effortlessly with his.
 
"Hmmmm, I like the sound of that" thinking to myself, impress the owner, but the word, the one word she used, "Sir" it had been a while since being called "sir" I wonder if she meant it in that context, Only time will tell, I think to myself.

Dipping her, I look deep into her eyes, not moving my lips towards her, however, I wait to see if she wants to share a kiss. In that moment, the world stood still, as we look deep into each others eyes
 
My world went helter skelter as he dipped me, his eyes seeming to impale me with their intensity...it has been such a long long while since.

My stomach did a multitude of somersaults, would he kiss me?

He seemed to be waiting.

Without conscious thought I raised my head and gently pressed my lips to his, a tentatively whispered caress, quickly withdrawn...I was afraid he would think me forward.
 
When our lips touch, the electricity between us was immense, but unfortunately she withdrew far too soon, pulling her closer, lowering my head, our lips lock, this time, instigated by me, and, full of passion, I wanted more, needed more, and was going to take it now.

Sensing the presence I pull away, and look up, and see the butler. Lifting Yeishia so she could address him, I lick my lips, to taste what she left on my lips, smiling, at the hint of berry flavor, or was it my imagination, it didn't matter, the butler told them that dinner was ready
 
As quickly as I pulled back he filled the void and I was lost on a sea of pure sensation as he deepened the kiss he tasted simply divine...

I sighed as James invaded my sensual bliss...our dinner was served. I resented his intrusion but on occasion his interference was spot on.

"Grant I hope you are hungry, my chef prepares a mean steak!" Smiling still pink from our embrace I led him to our secluded table.
 
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"Sound delicious" I smile at her, then look at the butler, maybe, the intervention was right on time, I didn't want to overstep the boundaries, just yet, the night still early.

Pulling the seat for Yeishia to sit, I push it forward, then take my own seat opposite her, reaching across the table to hold her hand, until the food arrived, asking for another drink, looking to see if she wanted a drink for herself, not sure if she had a preference or, well they must know what she likes, I smile across to er
 
The platinum Lounge boasted a dance floor, a huge sunken hot tub and a small intimate dinning space, I am smiling as I lead him to our secluded table and he pulls out a chair for me. I watch him from beneath my lowered lashes as he eased his tall frame into the seat opposite me blushing as he takes my hand in his. It engulfs my small one easily sending small tremors of sensation up my arm and into the pit of my tummy.

Oh how I wish I did not blush as much, I giggle slightly and whisper."Grant I am glad you finally joined me here in my special place."

I decline a drink opting for water as I know that the waiter will be bringing wine with our meal. His touch was intoxicating enough I certainly did not require additional alcohol.

The waiter soon arrived and placed a plate of medium rare steak and fries in front of Grant and a huge salad before me, he opened and poured our wine and silently withdrew, he would not disturb us again; if I had the nerve I had something else planned for our desert which would not require his services.

Nervously I picked up my fork and began to eat wondering if I dared feed him pieces of his steak, I know I wanted to...

"Bon appétit," I hope it is to your liking?"
 
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Smiling, "Well Yeishia, I am glad you finally invited me here" everything was perfect. Looking across from me, sat a wonderful woman, beautiful, and I wanted to know everything about her, her likes, and dislikes.

The food was prepared perfectly, and I eat the steak slowly, savouring every bite, declining the wine, but sipping my coke.

As I sit and look at her, I wonder what she is thinking, putting my knife and fork down, I lick my lips, and smile, "That was perfect" washing it down with the remainder of my coke. I lean back to relax, but want to move closer to her, as close as she would allow me, but with great restraint, I don't, instead, I wait for her to finish her salad
 
I take a small sip of my wine and leave the rest untouched I rarely drink and am happy to see that he has declined his wine this night.

The salad as always is sublime I adore the raw cheese that the chef had added. We eat in companionable silence with me taking in his small movements as he eats his food.

As he leans back relaxing I move to the chair next to him picking up a napkin as I do do,

Gently I dab it to the corner of his mouth "You missed a spot ," I tell him smiling wishing I had the courage to clean it for him with my lips.

"Would you like desert now I have it set out in another room. ?"
 
"Mmmmm that sounds delicious" I smile, allowing her to wipe my mouth, it felt strange, but, for tonight, I would allow it.

Looking around, wondering why desert would be set out in another room, I stand, and hold my hand out for her, so she could lead the way. "So what do you have planned for desert, then" I ask, as we walk towards the other room
 
I place my hand in his smiling shyly as I lead him to another part of the club, my private rooms.

I had thought long and hard of whether I should invite him there so soon, memories of another dinner long ago when I had dared to hope making me hesitate.

This evening was however about getting to know this delightful man as if this was the very first day of my adult life...I would trust my instincts.

Opening the door I lead him inside it was a suit of two rooms, a bedroom in which the huge old fashioned four poster bed took up almost every inch of floor space opening onto small cozy living room.. The living room boasted a huge old fashioned fire place, in front of which was a soft faux fur bearskin rug, taking up most of the floor space.

I loved to lie there watching the flames, dreaming my dreams.

The only other furniture was a very masculine looking fireside chair and foot stool , and a low round table off to one side and away from the heat of the fire. This table was laden with all manner of exotic fruits, tubs of real whipped cream and chocolate sauce sitting in a blanket of crushed ice.

I stopped just inside the door watching for his reactions very carefully from beneath my soft lashes. The room was a sensual blend of polished mahogany wood, muted and reds dark gold’s. It was a place which whispered of erotic pleasure and simmering passions, a place to love and be loved, not quite the fairytale room he might have expected.

Finally I raised my eyes to his and whispered softly.

“I thought perhaps we could have our desert here, if it pleases you I should like to feed it to you ... if this...I may?”

My voice trailed off as I waited expectantly for his reaction worrying on my lower lips

This was my personal space which I used for when the club was in fill swing; of course it was private and by invitation only as was my bedroom proper.
 
Walking through the club, well to say it was opulent was an understatement. Looking around, trying to take everything in, I stop as we enter the next room, a large bed, it was impossible to hide the smile, after all this time, chatting and getting to know each other online, one meeting, and she brings me to a bedroom.

Seeing what was in the other room, and hearing what she intended to do with the fruit, I nod, "Sounds wonderful"

Taking a seat on the large rug, all my senses were now focussed on Yeishia, and nothing else, the world could come to a standstill, but it didn't matter, right now, he was with who he wanted to be with, and that's all that mattered.

Taking her cheek in my hand, I lifted her gaze up to meet my own, my thumb gently holding her mouth closed, as I caress her cheek. Just as I am about to pull my hand away, I put my thumb in her mouth, pressing her lips down, and pulling her towards me, I remain still, making her come closer, and closer, tilting my head sideways, I remove my hand, and replace it with my mouth, kissing her on the lips
 
I joined him on the rug suddenly shy having him this close to me was very different to our whispered conversations we have never even…I know I am blushing at the turn my thoughts are taking.

My eyes might have hidden forever beneath my long lashes had he not gently lifted my face to his, preventing me from speaking by the pressure of his thumb across my sensitive lips; he knows what I am thinking and how to calm my inner fears that is how close we have become over the months.

I wait in anticipation as he closes the gap the air between us shimmering in anticipation of what may happen, he gently but most certainly in total in control of the girl kneeling beside him on the soft bearskin rug.

As his lips taste mine for the very first time gone are thought of strawberries or whipped cream gone are my fears of the right or wrong of this.

There is only him and I in front of a cracking fire, only us in this single perfect moment in time…
 
This was an intense, and very intimate moment, tasting her kiss for the first time, pulling away, just a little, "Mmmm, you taste good" I stroke her cheek, my eyes looking deep into hers.

Laying her down on the rug, I join her, kissing her again, this time, my mouth opening, tongue probing, seeking hers. My heart racing, nothing we said was anything like this. Holding her in my arms, as we kissed, my hands ran up and down her soft gentle skin, a chill runs down my spine.
 
I am captured by his gaze it stirs my soul and offer no resistance as his lips once again find mine and he deepens our kiss. Tentatively at first my tongue entwines with his soon becoming bolder as I relax in the circle of his strong arms as they caress my softness, I moan slightly arching closer wanting more of this...

Of him.

My fingers play in the small hairs at the base of his neck I am drowning in the sinful sensation.
 
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Breaking the kiss to breath, I take the chance to look her deep in the eyes, breathing deep, my eyes burning with desire and need. Wanting her so bad.

My hand trailing down, cupping her breast, squeezing it, gently at first, unable to control the desire and passion I have for her
 
My eyes never leave his its almost as if......

I trace his lower lip gently with a fingertip mesmerized by the intensity of his heated gaze. Missing the path his hand has taken until I feel it cup my breast.

My eyes widen for a single second before my head falls back and I moan deep within my throat.

It is as if he poured liquid fire to consume my breast already my nipple has hardened in response and a small fire is building between my quivering thighs.

I should stop him....but I cannot I want this man!

"Grant please!:
 
Hearing her words, making me smile, "Yes my dear, what is it you want, you want me to stop, or you want me to keep going?"

holding her breast in his hand, not wanting to rush anything, loving every second with her, her skin, her touch, even her breathing. "I want you so bad, I need you so much, I'm shaking" my heart racing, my hand, usually so steady, now shaking, every nerve in my body, needing her touch, your touch, I want this so bad.

"Tell me what it is you want?" I ask
 
I raise my eyes once again to his my head feels heavy and as I hear his question, I grow flustered, does he expect an answer, truly?

"I.."

I know I am blushing, that my heart is racing, I doubt that I can force another syllable beyond my suddenly paralyzed vocal cords.

This is when I would normally panic run and hide

Show him, take a chance ...trust.


With shaking fingers I start to unbutton his shirt, 4 buttons only. Placing my warm lips to the skin I have revealed as if in worship before looking shyly up once more.

"I want ...to touch and be touched please." I tell him firmly in a soft sensual whisper.
 
"Yes?" her words asking for something

Then taken by surprise that she took the initiative, opening his shirt, placing her lips against my skin, it felt good, warm, and loving.

Then she asked for what she wanted, and I smile, "Oh you do" I look her deep in the eyes, she asked so lovingly, yet, sweet and tender, I am ready to give her everything.

My hand opening her top, slipping under her bra, lifting it up and off her breast, gently exploring her body, like she asked, moving to the next breast, exposing it, taking her top off, I lower my head and kiss each breast, my desire and need getting the better of me, as I rip the bra off her body.
 
"Oh you do"

I am trembling as he searches my very soul with his piercing gaze growing shy as I feel his hand heating my soft skin as it travels under my blouse under my bra exposing me to his eyes lowering my eyes as he does so.

My breathing has accelerated as I vacillate between fear and pure excitement.

With this gorgeous man like what he has revealed? He lowers his lips to kiss my breasts then surprises me by literally ripping off my flimsy bra, suddenly my fears take a back seat as I struggle to remove his shirt small buttons flying every which way in my haste.

Realizing what I have done I freeze staring at the half naked man before me my hazel eyes turning greener as I watch him.

"I b.broke your shirt." is all I can stammer out before once more I am am in his arms raining small kisses over the hard chest I have exposed, my fears at least for now forgotten...
 
I look at her, then down at my shirt, buttons ripped off, I grab a handful of hair, and pull her towards my lips, biting her bottom lip, teasing it with my tongue. Without drawing blood, before releasing her lip, I smile and kiss her, "That will teach you to be more careful" I smile, knowing full well it was not intentional.

Rolling her over, on her back, I straddle her, looking down at her, cup her face, then trail my hand down cupping her breast, then the other with my free hand, she looked stunningly beautiful.

Lowering my upper half, inches away from her face, I smile, my eyes fixed on her hazel eyes, "Kiss me" I demand of her, making her have to strain her neck to comply
 
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