Page 41 of Enigma
“I guess they told your ass,” Dana cracked, causing Ajaih to throw a grape at her.
“This is just all so new to me, I don’t want to do anything to ruin it,” Ajaih added.
“The only way to mess this up is by not being true to yourself. Feel free to explore openly because this is a safe space for you to do so. Get familiar with what makes you feel good mentally, emotionally, and physically without fear of being mistreated. You don’t have to label yourself or the journey, enjoy it, and allow yourself to be loved and adored, you deserve that.” I added to the convo.
As the day gave way to night, we set the mood for a night at Secrète, playing my favorite sensual R&B playlist as we got ready and enjoyed some wine. The men kept it casual but very sexy as Caleb donned black slacks and a Versace sheer silk shirt that he wore open with his chiseled chest on display, medusa velvet slides, and gold jewelry, including his bottom grill with the diamond and yellow gold fangs. Ahmir, on the other hand, opted for a pop of color in a blue silk short set from Dolce & Gabbana, paired with a black and white bandana print, and finished off with black leather slippers. Ahmir also opted to show off his work in the gym, leaving his shirt open, his black titanium David Yurman jewels made a statement, and the black titanium fangs on the top and bottom made my nipples hard. His locs freshly re-twisted and hanging free, this man was fine as fuck, and he was mine.
I knew by the whistles I heard that Ajaih had stepped in the living room in the Versace leather dress I’d gotten her and the shoes and accessories Dana, Caleb, and Ahmir had gotten her to match, her sandy brown hair was styled in a gorgeous pin curl up do with with leather floral accessories pinned in to add flare. Dana was wearing a fire-red sheer lace mini dress with no bra and a red thong, paired with multi-colored ballerina tie-up Louboutins, her blond pixie cut finger-waved to perfection. I was the last one ready because I had been helping Dana and JaJa but as I stepped into the living room, I could tell my bold and brazen mood had delivered the impact I was hoping for as I settled on a black mesh mini dress with a pink latex bra and thong with silver hardware emulating nipple and clit piercings, classic black patent leather So Kate’s and silver accessories. My makeup said, “come fuck me,” and the big wavy curls in my hair only added to the allure. Mouths were hanging open as lustful stares heated my body.
“I’m ready,” I stated simply as I headed to the door, Dana stopping me in my tracks as she gently grabbed my arm.
“I need to taste you,” her voice needy and submissive, letting me know the mood she was in tonight.
“Soon,” I promised as I kissed her soft, glossy lips that curved into a pout.
Secréte was very sexy; the decor gave the feeling of a dark, stormy night in the tropics. Dark shades of grey and navy, accented by hints of gold, the lighting illuminated certain areas of the club’s first level and provided privacy to others. It was no secret that the five of us had turned heads when we entered, as men began to instantly clamor for our attention, hoping to get just a moment of our time. The women were no different, as looks of desire painted their faces as they looked over Ahmir and Caleb. Dana couldn’t keep her hands off of me, rubbing, stroking, and kissing some part of my body every chance she could. I’d be lying if I said I didn’t relish in the feel of her adoration.
Ajaih was patiently waiting for me to tell her that she could touch me, even unintentionally. She was a good girl, deciding to put an end to her misery. I grabbed her throat, asking, “You wanna touch me, baby?”
Nodding her head yes, I bit her lip, “Use your words with me,” as I stepped back to look at her flushed face.
She licked her lips, savoring where I’d just bitten her, causing my clit to thump. She was so sexy and didn’t even fully recognize it yet. It was her naïveté that added to her sex appeal, her desire to submit to me, and tonight I was going to completely turn her out as a reward for her patience and complete submission.
Out of the corner of my eye, I could see Ahmir and Caleb talking to a beautiful, dark skin woman. She was curvy with a small waist, a beautifully full afro, and dressed in a white lace panty and bra set that looked magnificent against her beautiful, dark skin. She moved so fluidly, her hands dancing all over them, hoping to entice them to fulfill her needs. Ajaih, Dana, and I sat there watching, unable to look away from the scene of seduction. I was aroused, my hardened clitoris rubbing against my latex panties, creating a puddle, I’m sure. Dana was fidgeting, squeezing her thighs together as I leaned over to tongue her down. She happily accepted my tongue and sucked it like she planned to do my pussy.
“You still need to taste me?” I asked, pulling back from her mouth.
“Yes,” fell from her thoroughly kissed lips as she grabbed a pillow from the couch and sank to her knees in front of me.
Looking over at Ajaih, whose eyeswere low with lust, “You need to taste me, too?” I asked.
“Yes, teach me to please you,” her voice raw with a need causing my pussy to skip past leaking as I felt my juices pouring out.
Dana and Ajaih were on opposite ends of the sexual spectrum. Dana was a switch; however, her submission had its limits, whereas her dominance knew no bounds. According to Ahmir, I brought out a level of submission in Dana that no other woman ever had, so I was sure to tap into that part of her and bring us both pleasure. Ajaih, on the other hand, was soft, delicate, eager to please and be pleased. I believe that through her self-exploration, she would discover that she was a complete submissive in and out of the bedroom, only exerting dominance in professional settings. In due time, I also felt she would again unlock her romantic desires for men when they demonstrated by actions that they could love and honor her, versus the mistreatment and abuse she’d been accustomed to.
Looking back down, they were both on their knees, anxious, aroused, and greedy for me. I stood, sliding my dress up and my thong down, leaving a trail of my arousal with them.
“Open,” I demanded, looking at Dana. Doing as she was told, I held the seat of my thong to her lips and watched her snake her tongue up and down, moaning in pleasure at the taste.
“Nasty bitch,” I moaned as I sat back down and spread my thick thighs. All eyes were now on us, staff, patrons, men and women, they were entranced, and I would make sure they enjoyed the show.
Looking at Ajaih’s pretty face, I only had one simple instruction for her: “Eat my pussy the same way you love yours to be eaten.”
She simply nodded as she hooked her arms around my thighs and slid her flattened tongue between my wet, puffy lips and licked my clit before sliding her tongue down my pussy to my drenched hole. Stiffening her tongue and easing it inside me, slowly twisting it right to left, trying to lick my inside out.
“Ohhhhh mmmmm,” I moaned out as she continued to tongue fuck me with reckless abandon.
“Good girl, eat that pussy like a nasty bitch,” Dana instructed her as she leaned forward, her tongue licking all over my clit, causing my body to jerk from the dual stimulation and my eyes to close from the bliss as moans and screams tumbled from my lips.
Rotating my pussy on their lips, a firm hand wrapped around my throat, Caleb’s voice in my ear, “You look so fucking good feeding them my pussy, baby.”
Managing to peel my eyes open, Cal was staring down at me, adulation in his eyes as he leaned down to kiss me slowly and sensually. Looking down, Ahmir was whispering in Dana and Ajaih’s ears, causing them to moan and eat my pussy with even more tenacity. My body was already experiencing an erotic overload, but when I watched Ajaih move her head lower, feeling her tongue on my asshole, I screamed out my release.
“FUCK! I’m cumming, please don’t stop, pleaseeeee,” my climax pouring out of me and their tongues racing to catch every drop as their tongues licked me from my ass to my clit all while Caleb continued to apply pressure to my neck, kissing my lips.
As my orgasm subsided and my body calmed, I knew I was ready to continue this party back at our bungalow. We attracted the same attention at Provocateur, so I wasn’t shocked that we’d done it here as well. Sitting up, I leaned forward to kiss Dana and Ajaih, whispering, “We’re not done yet, I’m ready to head to the playroom at the bungalow.” Nodding our heads in agreement, we grabbed our men and left.
On the ride back to the bungalow, we couldn’t keep our hands off one another. I’d even noticed Ajaih moaning as Cal and Ahmir caressed her soft thighs, giving credence to my earlier thoughts: good men made her pussy wet. I planned to use that to my advantage tonight.
