Club Eroticus

Nicole

She gave him a look, confused for a moment. But he was right.
"Yes, I stayed because I wanted to."
She was silent a moment, sipping more wine. She glanced around, Mr. E. was dancing again with the female he was sitting with earlier.
"I work here Nate. This place is my job in a way. Giving pleasure is something I've always enjoyed too. I get paid to assist now, and I get to do something I enjoy."
She was defending herself? How odd, she never did that before. But he did seem a little upset with her.
"Why did you go Nate?"
 
Nate

"Funny, I thought you said you didn't work here anymore."

He took a long drink of coffee.

"Why did I go? I went because I didn't feel comfortable there anymore. Because all night I had been with you... and I was jealous. Alright? I was jealous. It didn't really help when I knew you weren't going to follow. But I'll get over it. And you have your job. Life will go on."
 
Nicole

"I was hired back as assistant, not a waitress any longer. Why were you jealous Nate?" She kept her eyes on him, trying to read his expression, understand this concept of jealous.
"Jealous over what? I can understand uncomfortable, since you hadn't done that before. But Jealous?"
 
Nate

"I don't know I just was.... seeing you like that, and the look of rapture on your face. You just seemed to LIKE him more."

He looked down at his mug, looking at his reflection.
 
Nicole

She chuckled at his statement.
"You dont understand the sexual urges yet. Perhaps given time you will. But it doesnt matter who you care about and who you dont. Good sex is good sex, and the fact is Eroticus is aptly named. He is a master at erotica. There is no feelings there, other than pure lust. He doesn't care for me, He doesn't love me, Nate. It was purely physical."
She sipped more of her wine and sat back.
"I can't explain it to you, its just a feeling that you get when you know someone well enough to know they can pleasure you in ways even you cant imagine. There is no need to be jealous. Jealousy would be if there was something more there than just fucking."
She leaned forward and looked at his profile.
"Nate, I've known you awhile, and we have been friends for a long time.. And I care for you as a friend. What we did earlier was a little different than acting on lust. Do you understand yet? Watch Eroticus for awhile. He will soon be in the bed of another female, pleasuring her as he did me. As he did with another female earlier. Its his passion. His drive in life. He lives to please others."
She sat back once more and looked at him.
"It drives me too Nate. Giving pleasure and getting it in return is a heady feeling. An addictive one."
 
"I always believed Sex was a natural progression of Love. Maybe I was wrong. Who knows. Not me, because as you say, I don't understand sexual urges yet."

There was a touch of sarcasm in his voice with that last statement. After all, Sexual prime for a man peaks at 18. He may not have acted out on his urges, but he's had them, for a lot of years now.
 
Nicole

"There is love and there is lust. There is a difference in the feelings. I cant explain my thinking to you. Only you can believe what you believe and I will keep my own thoughts on it."
She moved to stand up.
"I will let you go now, I have a feeling what happened earlier caused some problems between you and me, and how you react to me now. I will leave you in peace. But there is a difference." She picked up her wine and walked towards the dance floor.
 
"Wait! Nicole....I'm sorry. I was rude. It's just....I wanted you all to myself. And when I was going to say something, you had already....accepted him....so I backed down..."

He swallowed hard, trying to tell her how he really felt.

"I.....I think I love you."
 
Nicole

She stopped when she heard him call out to her.
"Wait! Nicole....I'm sorry. I was rude. It's just....I wanted you all to myself. And when I was going to say something, you had already....accepted him....so I backed down..."

She turned around, looking at him. She started to speak, but he added quickly, "I.....I think I love you."
She felt her wine glass slip from her hand, landing and breaking on the floor. He couldnt have shocked her any worse than he just did with those few words.

Her face showed her shock, she shook a little. Then trying to recover she laughed lightly.

"No Nate.. you couldn't possibly.." She couldnt say it. She sat down in the nearest chair.


"Love me?" She had her eyes on him, totally confused. She did not know what to say, think, feel or even how to react to this news.
 
Nate

"Tonight just brought it all back. I thought I was over you, thought I had resigned myself to the fact that nothing would ever come of it... But seeing you here tonight brought it all back."

He looked at her, and smiled sheepishly.

"And you were so patient and caring...you honestly tried to help me get over my problems with women. Nobody else has ever tried to do that."
 
Nicole

She glanced up at Nate helplessly. Not knowing what to do or how to respond. She rubbed her hand sup and down her thighs a moment, trying to calm her nerves.
"Nate.... I need a bit to think about this, and what I really feel and want to say. I..... I am a little stunned and well.. confused at the moment." She glanced around the bar, not knowing what to do?

"I need a few moments to myself and think about this. I'll be back, just. dont leave ok?" She stood up and walked down the hallway to an empty room. She went inside and sat down, trying to think about what she wanted.
 
Her sharp intake of breath was all the invitation she need make.

Clay’s lips and tongue painted patterns on aching nipples and, moving lower, his fingers deftly parted her.

Kirsten felt her hips buck forwards in motion beyond her control and she yearned to feel him deeper within.

But why still too afraid to speak? Mute with desire?

Gradually, Clay’s fingers, with an eloquence of motion, explored her velvet lips.

Kirsten rocked her body against his hand encouraging his movement.
She was slick and ready, more so than she had ever been.

Kirsten could hardly believe herself. She felt shame if she touched herself in privacy and yet now she had opened herself to this stranger.

Her own fear was now her greatest source of frustration, she wanted to scream, to cry, to tell him how she felt… but her only sounds were involuntary moans caused by Clay’s exquisite touch.

And soon rational thought was lost in an ocean of sensation…
 
"Let's move to the back. It's much darker, much more crowded. You can feel the heat all around you... just let yourself go."

We wormed our way into the pack. It was too dark to really see anything but the vague outlines of our faces and other bodies. We pressed together and began a slow sway to the heavy beat. Bodies all around us bumped and pressed into us almost in a ritual dance of passion.

"Feel the beat. Let your body find its rhythm. Move with it. Let your passions surge."

My hand slipped under her skirt to her thighs and up to her rounded cheeks. Her pussy was pressed against my growing hardness. We gyrated to the music grinding against each other. My hand slipped between her legs and pressed into the damp crotch of her panties.
 
Nicole

She sat and thought for awhile. Nothing coming to mind on what to do. She didn't know how she felt. She was pretty sure it wasn't as deeply felt as he seemed to care for her. She stood up. It was time.

She walked out of the private room and across the dance floor. She smiled at a few patrons who said hello to her and walked up to Nate.

"I have thought about it Nate. really thought it over. And the truth is... I dont feel the same what about you as you feel for me." She waited to see how he would handle this news. She was sure it wasn't going to be pretty, or even nice. but it was the truth and she wouldnt give him false hopes or lead him along. She was older than he was, settled into her life. And she didnt see herself falling in love with anyone anytime soon.
"I am sorry Nate. I never meant to hurt you, Only show you passion. There is friendship between us. Maybe a little more? I am not sure. But I dont feel that intense feeling like love." She turned to go, and stopped.
"It's best if I leave you in peace for awhile. I have a few things to do, involving work. This is my job, and Its what I will do Nate. And I am sorry if it hurts you." She walked away, walking to the bar and asking for a white wine.
 
He nodded, expected that to happen actually. But at least he told her. He can look back, and say to himself that he did everything he could, but she just wasn't interested. In a flip of the coin, you're bound to lose sometimes. And this was one such a loss. He finished his coffee and walked out.

OOC: Nate may make a reappearance sometime in the future, but I don't know.
 
Irralya

As we begin to sway to the erotic beat Eroticus' hand slips under her skirt and slowly feels the firm curves of her thighs and tight ass. The light is so fant here that she can only see his brief sillouette as he holds her close to his firm body. Slowly they kiss, his lips seem to take tiny sips of her lips as his hand feels her moist heat throbbing against her panties.
The kiss deepens as her tounge slowly touches his lower lip. Her hands wrap around his back and she lightly runs her nails briefly over the nape of his neck.
"Like this?", she whispers against his lips.
"Exactly."

The music is forgotten, the warm bodies around us are forgotten as well as we explore the art of dancing.


OC: sorry if that was a bit weird...i thought i would go for a more...."sensual" response? *shrug*
 
Her body responds to my touch. Our lips meet, out tongues mingle. My fingers push the thin material between her legs to the side. I touch the searing flesh of her womanhood. It is already moist with anticipation. Her petals part. My fingers slip into her heated oven.

"Yes, like this," I reply.

I push my fingers deeper. She tilts her ass back. I pump them in and out. Her slick juices coat my fingers.

"Dancing can be an erotic experience. You just need to find your rhythm."
 
Irralya silently moans ....using all her will power and self control not to cry out her need for this man she only met a few moments ago. Her eyes flutter closed and slowly rocks against his thrusting hand.
 
I spin her around so her back is to me. My hardness presses between her cheeks. I kiss her neck as my hands slide up and cup her breasts. She presses back into me. My hand goes inside her blouse and finds her nipples. She moans and starts to squirm. I kiss her ear. My tongue probes inside. My other hand slides underneath her skirt and inside her panties. My fingers disappear back inside her steamy chamber.

"And now you shall learn the ultimate dance, the dance of lust, of desire, of passion."
 
Nicole

She watched a few minutes as Eroticus seduced the young female, her smile a little cocky. He had a knack for this didn't he? She moved across the dance floor. She stopped right before the girl and looked over her shoulder at Eroticus.
"Are we having fun here?" Her voice was soft, subtle too. A hint of curiousity in it. She moved closer, pinning the girl between her and Mr. E.
 
"Glad to see you join us, Nicole. I think our friend could use a little instruction in this particular form of dance."

I moved my hand from Irralya's tits to Nicole's hip, pulling her closer.
 
Nicole

She stepped closer, her body now pressing into the female before her.
"Yes, she needs a lesson in the art of dancing in groups doesn't she?" Her hands ran down the woman's hips and back to gently move over Eroticus's thighs. Her tits brushed up against the woman's and Nicole smiled at her.
"Are you ready my dear to dance?" Her hands left his thighs and roamed down over the woman's ass, pulling her even tighter against herself.
"Hello, I am Nicole. Nice to meet you Miss..?"
 
Irralya gasps and clings to Eroticus and bites his neck tenderly as he slowly teases her sultry heat.
Nicole walks up and smirks...Eroticus touches Irralya's nipple...and gives Nicole's hip a squeeze. ohh....i dont think i can keep standing....
 
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