Club Eroticus

[Mistress Jorja]

Jorja

“Rough night?” Jorja asked, noting Nicole’s uncharacteristic look of anger. She smiled slightly and realized Nicole was unsure if Jorja was talking about the jam-packed room brimming with energy or Mr. E’s disappearance and their presumed tryst. It seemed to be a touchy subject, so instead of embellishing on it, she slid the waitress another Coke, turning to catch Vince’s parting comment.

“Treat her like a lady, Vince, she looks in sore need of a gentleman’s touch. And if she's too fragile for you, you know where to find me.”

Jorja laughingly chided him as she passed over the pair of drinks, settling back to people-watch and sipping at her ever-present seltzer as the bar hit a lull.

 

[Sweetp4u]

Nicole

She served Mr E and his guest their drinks and headed back to the bar. She looked up at Jorja, "Yeah, well not so bad. Shit happens, right?" She sat back and thanked her for the coke. Relaxing tonight was not going to be possible. She still wanted to bitch out her boss for his rude behavior. Best way to get even though was ignore his butt.
"Anything exciting going on? I am bored shitless. I think I've made 10 rounds this whole bar in the past 30 minutes." She sipped her coke and fell silent. She couldn't have a conversation with Jorja if she kept blabbing. She smiled a little, she was a chatter box sometimes.
"And who is the new guy that just left the bar? He looks familiar."

 

[Silverluna]

Irralya blushes shyly....she hasnt been away from her small town much but she still always knew this was the place to go for a good time. She nervously tucks a straind of her brown hair behind her ear.

 

[Mistress Jorja]

Jorja

“Vince Amado. Haven’t you seen the articles from the Inquirer about him? From what I here, he’s supposed to be good…and in more way than one. He seems to be a favorite topic for juicy gossip among the money-waving regulars here. A lot riding on his match against Johnson in a couple weeks, and I wouldn’t be surprised if more than a few had invested in him.”

Smiling coyly at Vince and speaking just low enough so he couldn’t overhear their conversation, Jorja turned her gaze to the owner, who seemed to be getting rather cozy with his latest acquisition. Rolling her eyes at his advances, she pulled the cash register tape off, looked over it, and rummaged for a pen.

“Mr. E’s his usual charming self this evening, I see.”

 

[Sweetp4u]

Nicole

"Oh.. I see. I guess I should have recognized him from all the television advertisements lately. Its been one of those nights. And as for Mr E. well I would say he is being his normal self. Charming the pants off of every female in sight." She laughed a little. "This wouldn't be the same if he wasn't charming them all. After all the club moto is, "Make them feel important" and we do that don't we?" She looked around the room, making sure no one was looking for a waitress. She sighed, her eyes narrowing on Mr E in the corner once again.
"When's the next break? These damned shoes are killing me tonight." She blushed a little, her heels were rather high, and after the wild fuck-fest in the bathroom, her legs weren't up to snuff now. "I heard about the earlier exchange with you and Clay, How did that go? Doesnt look like either of you are bleeding anywhere?" She smiled and did a once over on Clay by the door. Exagerating her look, everyone knew Jorja could hold her own, poor guy must have gotten it good too. To be hiding over on the other side of the room gave her an assumed idea on how it went.

 

[darrenfate]

CLAY

At the moment Clay was free to mingle. Spotting Jorja and Nicole at the bar Clay headed there to touch base. Besides, Clay was in the mood for some verbal jousting right about now. Between Jorja's acerbic tongue and Nicole's take no prisoners style he would get everything he could wish for in the "repartee" department, for sure.

Getting close to Nicole he noticed her change of dress since her shift started. Clay didn't know all the details yet, although he had heard some patrons referring to what had happened. Nicole certainly did not look the worse for wear though. In fact, she looked ~very~ nice. Nicole was eyeing him strangely, as if looking for a sign of weakness from his adventure with Jorja before. Better to be bold then.

"Jorja, I'm going to hold you to your promise for later. "(Clay just omitted the fact that it was just for a dance, but hey it sounded like more ....)

"Nicole, so whos paired off with who? You never miss anything. Catch me up!"

 

[mya]

Mya returns...alone

5’2", 110 lbs, 35 years old
I had dressed with care earlier this evening, wearing a red mini skirt that hugged my slim hips to perfection. The skirt was rather short, and my sheer thigh high stockings just managed to skim beneath them. I wore just my white cotton tank top, tucked into my skirt. I had neglected to wear a bra this evening, so my B cups floated freely against the fabric…I loved how liberating it felt to go braless. I wore my long hair up, held by a few pins. Several wisps of my dirty blonde hair had escaped and now dangled and bounced around my face. The lights caught the lighter blonde highlights that were natural for me. My 3" red heels were starting to pinch my toes...it had been a long night already.

*******************

I push my way through the doors of Club Eroticus one more time. Keeping my head held high, a little embarrassed at my hurried departure earlier, I none the less walk confidently into the Club and head toward the table now occupied by the muscular man and the woman in red.

I provided a delectable view of my cleavage through the low rounded neckline of my tank top as I bent over slightly to intrude into their conversation. "Ummmm, excuse me...sorry to interrupt, but I think I may have left my purse here earlier. It's a red leather purse...have either of you two seen it? Perhaps you wouldn't mind if I checked under the table?"

 

[Sweetp4u]

Nicole

She smiled a greeting at Clay. "Hi there, how goes the night for you?" She turned her eyes to Jorja, there was a hidden meaning in his words, but she wouldnt pry. She grinned a little as Jorja's dark look at Clay. This was amusing, as much as her anger with Mr E.
"Oh, well Clay, I haven't really been watching anyone to know who is with who tonight. I did notice Mr E. has a new conquest, there is a boxer over there with an attractive female. Art left pissed off. And well Jake vanished, leaving Eve to handle the bar longer than she should be... Other than that me and Jorja are just shootin the breeze. Anything exicting at the door?"
She sipped her coke again, and eyed the two staring at each other. Man oh man, the heat just jumped alot! Those two needed to be in a dark room, tearing each other's clothes off... Get it over with already! She winked at Jorja.

 

[Mistress Jorja]

Jorja

Speak of the devil. Jorja glanced up at Clay as he walked over to them, looking like a man on a mission.

“Come to join our girl talk?”

She reached across the bar, smoothing down the rumpled edge of his collar, letting her hands linger as she replied to his tease.

“You better hold me to my promises, I need something to spice up my night right now. Can I getcha anything…drink-wise, that is?”

 

[bombast]

Greg

I must have been lost in throught for a long time. The evening was not going as I had wanted it to, but then again, I had no idea what I wanted until I walked into this place. After brooding for a bit, I snapped out of it. Fuck this. I know who I am, and for now, that's all that really matters. I am not going to let some insignificant encounters effect the course of my evening. And if my assistant, Sara, wants to get a new job, she may find soon that she needs one.

So many people have come in, I noticed. There's whats-his-name ... the boxer. I saw him fight in Vegas a few weekends ago. And I did see Art come and go. I've noticed him a few times hanging around the movie sets, talking to Sara. But he's gone. And where did Sara go? Oh, there's Nicole ... oh my god, what happened to her? I looks like she was just fucked very hard. I guess my kiss wasn't the force she was looking for, but it seems she has found it. And the bouncer and that fabulous redhead... what's up with them... I see all this, and think I clearly need to stop thinking so much and just act.

In the middle of this stream of unhappy bitter thoughts, I looked up and my mood changed instantly. There she was.

Candy. Oh Candy. I had not seen nearly enough of her since her husband died. She was always a bright spot in my life, convincing her husband to help me out, even if it was meagerly at first, standing by me when I was just starting, and even now, continuing to support my company, my projects.

Not to mention that part of her brightness to me was my desire, whenever I saw her, to rip off her dress and fuck her. Tonight, though, it was no dress, it was a nice lavender suit and a short skirt ... hmmm, easy access ... well, she looked a little unkempt, like she had ... No, not her.

And here she was, standing at my table. I see what's going on all around me, and I see her. Maybe the course of the evening is going to chance? Who knows. But nothing will change unless I ask her to sit down...

"Candy, darling. I'm as suprised to see you as you are to see me. Please, sit down."

As she sits, I know I have so much to talk to her about. I was always able to open up to her, and I was there to listen to her when her husband died. I also know that I don't just want to talk to her. I slide over to meet her as she sits.

"Can I get you a drink? You look like you need something ... strong." I saw Nicole, not sure if she saw me, and tried to get her attention. We needed something here, anything.

 

[ariosto]

"Doll you are welcome at my table any time!"
He smiled at the woman and pushed out a chair for her.

"Iralya this is an old friend of mine."
To illustrate the fact he gave her a much more than friendly kiss as she maneuvered her tight ass into the offered chair.

"Mya, meet Iralya."
Vince threw his arms over the other girls shoulders and gave her a hug.
"Iralya just invited me to her table...ain't she a knockout.?"

"Oh you bet she is Vince..."
Mya appraised the girl openly.
"how long you gonna leave me thirsty?"

He stood up leaving his big hands on each of the womens shoulders.
"Hey Jorja! Can you send us some refills...and one of whatever mya was drinkin'... OK?"

He winked at the bartender and grinned.
"Things are lookin' up."

The sexy gal leveled her gaze right at his crotch.
"Yeah it looks that way Champ...it sure does."

 

[Sweetp4u]

Nicole

She saw Greg motioning to her. She turned to Clay and Jorja, "Excuse me a moment, I'll be right back." She got up and walked over. She smiled at Greg and Candy.
"Can I get you something?" She held her pad in her hand, waiting for an order. Her eyes slowly roamed up and down Greg, taking in all of him in a glance. She was turning into a bad bad girl. She smiled, and got their order. She turned to go, but stopped. Turning back around she leaned down by Greg's ear.
"Perhaps later you would like to dance with me? We never did get a chance to really talk much." She moved back up, ready to go. "Think about it, I'll be right back with your drinks."
She moved back to the bar and asked Jorja for their order, "This place is very busy tonight, everytime I turn around there is more and more people pouring into here." She sipped her coke, and smiled at Clay. She was weary, but trying not to let it show. She watched Jorja and Clay a little more, smiling to herlself. They acted rather well, they deserved an Oscar in her book. Both were held back by a little tiny thread of decentcy, but it appeared it could break at anytime. She wondered if Mr E allowed sex behind the bar?

 

[LipstickKitten]

Candace

"Why, Greg, thank you. I'd love a glass of champagne."

Heavens, why did I say that? Candy, you know what that does to you. Just think back 20 minutes or more.

"How have you been? And where in the world is your entourage? I didn't know you could go out alone."

His face contorted briefly and she laughed aloud, putting her hand on his thigh. "Oh, Greg, you know I'm just teasing you. Relax. It's me after all."

Her hand rested on his thigh and his face softened back to the handsome man she had always admired. Much too young for her, of course, but after the evening's activities with a younger man, she was beginning to realize she needn't feel that way, at least not always. A warmth started in her loins and her breasts began to harden.

No -- he's attractive, sexy, an intelligent conversationalist, yes, but . . . No, you shouldn't. But her eyes gazed into his.

He summoned a cocktail waitress over and ordered their drinks. Nicole, as it turns out is her name, leans over and whispers in his ear. The green-eyed monster named jealousy reared its ugly head and coursed through her body like a jolt causing her to squirm uncomfortably. Maybe there was something already going on between them and she should bow out gracefully.

Nicole left to fill their order and she offered, "If you're already otherwise engaged" --

But he put his hand on the hand that was still on his thigh and squeezed it, turning to gaze at her. Her heart flipflopped.

 

[Sweetp4u]

Nicole

She got their champagne and took it back to their booth. Smiling she put the glasses down carefully, and stepped back. Then she thought a moment, she leaned forward on the table and winked at them. "There is private 'rooms' down the hallway behind the DJ, if you wish to converse in private." She smiled, and turned back to the bar. She had seen Candy blush faintly, but hey this place was for fun, as Mr E said. And fun is what she was going to encourage in everyone she came across tonight.
Teach her sassy boss who exactly cant do their job right, and who can. She caught his eye in the corner once again, and gave him another heated look. She winked at him, a small smile curving the corner of her lips. And off she went, back to Clay and Jorja.

 

[bombast]

Greg

I thought champagne might be nice for Candy. To celebrate ... what, I don't know, but it looked like she wanted to celebrate. And as my mood was changing quickly for the better, I too wanted to celebrate. And with the thought of a dance with Nicole later ... no no no, back to the moment.

Just to be sure Candy knew it was she I wanted, I put my hand on hers, and moved it up to my crotch, which was getting harder by the moment, thinking about the possibilities of using one of the downstairs rooms.

I looked at her, into her eyes, and without saying a word, I leaned in and kissed her, hard, jamming my tongue in her mouth. I had wanted her for the longest time, and even though I'm younger by a few years, she hasn't lost a step with her looks.

I lifted my hand and moved it from her hand on my thigh to her thigh. I slid it slowly up her leg until I got to her panties. Silky, small, nice. I could feel the heat from between her legs. The warmth made me harder. I knew tonight was the night I was going to slip from the shackles of propriety that always held me back in my line of work and socializing. Tonight I wanted to express to Candy exactly what she has meant to me over the years. Tonight I was going to act out all the fantasies I had of her over the years, watching her with her husband, thinking how she must work him out.... But he's not here. I am.

With my lips still on hers, her hand on my hard-on, my hand laying flat against her silky covered pussy ... I wanted all that I could get.

I broke the kiss --

"Nicole told me of a room downstairs. Shall we?"

 

[LipstickKitten]

Candace

My breath quickened and my eyes widened as he deliberately moved my hand to the bulge in his pants. I knew that my body was betraying my hesitation as my nipples poked through my jacket. As he read me, he suddenly drew me to him in a fiery kiss, tongue probing. I at first resisted but soon melted, responding in my desire.

As our passion built, I felt his hand leave mine and begin travelling up my silk stockings, under my skirt, inching ever so close to the silk-covered heat that was my pussy. The trail left delicious pinpricks of sensation as he drew closer, causing my heart to beat faster. My tongue probed deeper, expressing my encouragement.

His hand touched the silky covering causing my hand to press down on his rapidly growing cock, so hot and vibrant. I squeezed it and was rewarded with a squeezing of my cunt.

Suddenly he pulled away, hands still in place and looked into my eyes, probing into my soul.

"Nicole told me of a room downstairs. Shall we?"

"Oh, Greg, I've wanted... but...should...we?" I felt breathless, giddy. His eyes would not leave mine and I found myself nodding.

 

[bombast]

Greg

We stood up, she first. I followed quickly, and grabbed her elbow to lead her downstairs. I know she was hesitant, but something about her kiss and her eyes told me that she wanted the same thing I did.

I led her across the dance floor, through the hallway, past the employee lounge and downstairs ... there were many rooms, some closed with curtains, others with doors. I felt adventurous. I chose an empty room -- really a big booth without a table -- with only curtains seperating it from the hallway. I could hear moans and grunts from the others, so it was no secret what was going on down here.

I parted the curtain with my left hand, and led her in with my right.

"I know this seems very sudden to you. And you've been part of my, well, family, I guess, for ages. I know you loved your husband, and that your marriage was good. We all miss him. But I must tell you this: I have always wanted to make love, no scratch that -- I have always wanted to fuck you. Hard. To put my cock in your pussy, in your mouth, in your ass -- wherever and however. And tonight I have the chance, and you are so lovely, and you look so ... ready for me, I couldn't resist."

With that, I pushed her onto the booth seat and stood in front of her, her mouth at the level of my hard prick. She reached to undo my pants, and I pulled her hands away.

"Tonight, I'm going to lead." I held her hand on my jeans-covered cock. "Soon."

Then I took hold of her hands in mine, and knelt in front of her. I spread her legs and the skirt just rode up her silk-covered thighs. Her aroma filled the room, and without even a beat, I put my mouth on her panty-covered cunt, sucking the heat and moisture through the fabric. I looked up at her, and she was staring at me.

"Tonight you are mine, at least for the moments we are together."

I let go of her hands, and she immediately put them on her tits, pulling the nipples through the thin fabric.

I pulled the silk away from her pussy, and took her her clit into my mouth. I put my hands on her ass and pulled her toward me and held on tightly. I would not let her move away as I tickled her clit, sucked on it, blew on it, and tried to drive her crazy. I was in no hurry. I had waited for this for a long time.

 

[Mistress Jorja]

Jorja returned to Vince’s table with the drinks stacked in the tradition of the waitress she had once been, a balancing act that would cause even the circus’s finest juggler to burst into a fit of jealousy.

“Gin and Tonic…Bloody Mary…and a bottle of Burgundy on the house.”

She set the drinks down, tempted yet restraining herself from sitting in Vince’s lap to reach over to the far side of the table, instead walking around and placing the red wine in the center with three empty glasses. Turning to Mya, she spoke to the blonde without a hint of the former sarcasm that had accompanied Jorja’s disgust at Art.

“And what can I get for you tonight, Miss?”

She went to fill the order quickly, briefly eyeing Nicole and Clay still leaning on the bar and watching her.

 

[LipstickKitten]

Candace

For the second time in one evening, I found myself in a dream state, and with a younger man. I was seeing through a haze as Greg led me through the Club. We passed by people who look curiously at us, whispering behind their hands.

As we entered the area where the private rooms were, I began getting nervous. The area was filled with the aroma of sex, exciting, disturbing, filled with the sounds of sex, grunting, moaning, shrieks of ecstacy. Nervous as I was, my cunt was sopping, my nipples painfully erect.

Greg parted a partially opened curtain revealing a large room, and led me across to the couchlike seat. He talked of feeling like we were family, how I'd had a good marriage with Barnie, who was missed, but how he'd always wanted to fuck me. Me! who was so naive in my marriage, in my dealings with men in general. He detailed the things he wanted to do to me, with me, and I gasped, yet my passion flared.

He suddenly pushed me down into the booth, eye level with his belt buckle. As I'd been in a similar position that evening, I thought I knew what was expected of me and reached for him. But he pushed my hands away. I looked up at him, confused.

"Tonight, I'm going to lead." Then he pressed my hands on his bulge. "Soon." It was a promise.

He imprisoned my hands and knelt in front of me, parting my legs, lifting my skirt indecently, immediately lowering his mouth to my drenched panties, sucking at the heat and juices through the fabric. I involuntarily bucked up to meet him, staring down at him.

He looked up. "Tonight you are mine, at least for the moments we are together."

He released my hands and as my breasts were yearning for some attention, I began massaging them through my jacket, pulling, pinching the nipples, further arousing my body.

Then I felt the silk pulled from my cunt as his mouth sought my clit. He engulfed it with his lips, then reached his hands behind me, grabbing my cheeks and pulling me into his demanding mouth. His tongue and teeth were everywhere, sucking, probing, stimulating. I bucked and writhed as he pleasured me. I was in such exquisite agony. I knew my juices were flowing into him but I didn't care. I wanted more. I tried to lift off of him but he yanked me back again savagely attacking my cunt. I thrilled at the sensations as his mouth once more probed deeply into me, my fingers viciously working at my breasts, one hand now inside my jacket.

I place one hand on his head and pushed him in deeper, my moans now quite audible. My legs were thrashing over his back, one high-heel kicked across the room as I bucked and gyrated.

"Oh, gawd, Greg, yes!!!!" I screamed. "Don't stop. Don't ever stop!"

 

[Silverluna]

maw hah...^.^;

Irralya smiled at mya, " Nice to meet you...looks like you two know each other.."
Irralya sips the drink before her and says thanks to Jorja.
Jorja has now zipped past us to wait on other tables.

Irralya sees Vince and mya laugh and smile like old friends and feels rather out of place...but this is soon eliminated as she feels Vince's hand slide up Irralya's thigh. Her hazel eyes seem to sparkle a bit in the dim lights of the club as her hand reaches down to give Vince's crotch a little tickle.
The conversation between the three at the table continues even with the sensual exploration under the table....

 

[Eroticus]

"So Jessica, my dear, you want a job? Now that puts a whole new perspective on things. Is it money you want? If so I would encourage you to go elsewhere. Working at Club Eroticus is more like an adventure. You have to want it. You have to feel that the people here are guests in your own home. Your job is to please them, to entertain them, to give them what they need. Beauty? Yes, I require my hosts to posess beauty, but not the kind you can buy in a Doctor's office."

I let that last comment sink in before continuing, then smiled at her and raised my glass in a toast. She was drinking a special liquere an archeologist friend of mine had brought back from Mexico. It was of Mayan origin and was said to put the one who drinks it at peace with themselves, and to allow their true beings to emerge.

"No, sweet Jessica, the kind of beauty that I am describing only resides within the soul. Take Nicole over there, one of our newer employees... hosts."

I saw Nicole wink and nodded to her, lifting my glass in a toast.

"I took a chance with her, but I sensed that she had everything I was looking for in a hostess, it would just take a little time to bring it out. Tonight she showed me, beyond my wildest expectation, that she is truely worthy of the trust I placed in her. So tell, me Jessica, again, why do you want to work here? What is it that you have to offer?"

I put my arm on the back of the booth behind her and moved closer, looking deep into her eyes. My hand touched her cheek as I waited for her response.

 

[ariosto]

Vince slides his hand along the silky smooth skin of Iralya's thigh almost...almost...
At the same time he throws his arm around mya's shoulders and draws her to him. They kiss passionately for a full minute and Iralya feels Vince's cock growing hard inside his trousers. When they break the embrace both of them look at the girl in the red dress with more than friendly interest.

"Mya thinks your beautiful doll. So do I.
Do you want to play?"

 

[Silverluna]

Irralya moans softly and looks at them both...."Yes my pretties I would like to play...That is if you want me ....You seem more caught up in each other than on me..."
She winks playfully and continues to feel Vince's hard cock but this time a bit more advenurous...she gently squeezes it just enough so she can feel his breath catch as he and Mya talk.
Irralya hasn't been with a man since Eric left .....she reflects with just a little bit of pain....but hopefully this will be just fun and nothing too serious...
Nor has she been with a woman since her senior year of highschool....ah those were the days...slumber parties....she smiles warmly and misses Elen....ah well enough with the day dreaming!!

Why doesn't he kiss me like he kisses mya? ....am i that repulsive? They say I am beautiful...yet...Irralya's mind is clouded by uncertainties and stops rubbing Vince's cock but still lets him stroke her thigh.

 

[_precious_1__]

Jessica

(Eroticus)"So tell, me Jessica, again, why do you want to work here? What is it that you have to offer?"

I nearly sprayed him with the drink I had just sipped. I swallowed, coming up somewhere between a cough and a laugh.

"Job?!?" Laughing heartily this time. "It's not a JOB I'm looking for." She looked at him with a smirk on her face. "I'm not quite ready to become one of your entourage yet."

I wasn’t ready to give up the search for a Sugar Daddy just yet. I should have known better, and stuck to someone a little more low key. After all the bigger they are the harder they fall, and that was awfully tall pedestal.

I slid out of the booth and stood up. “Thank you for the drink. I think I’ll explore a little more of the club now.” I turned and blew a kiss as I walked away. The look on his face was absolutely incredulous.

 

[Eroticus]

I have to admit that Jessica caught me by surprise, getting up and leaving so promptly. The night was turning out to be full of surprises. First Nicole and now Jessica. Of course there was passionate Candy, but she was much more predictable.

I watched her walk away contemplating my next move. She was looking for a man to keep her, not a man to make love to her, and her looks said just that. But being Eroticus, I wasn't ready to let her get away so quickly. A little humility sometimes works. I ran after her and caught her by the arm.

"Forgive me, Jessica. I can see you are a woman who knows what she wants and desrves to have. Of course we would be flattered to have you even consider a position here, but I can see that you are really much better suited as a patron... as one of our honored guests. Please, consider this Club home. If there is anything I can do to make your stay more enjoyable I will attend to it personally."