“Is she ok?” a woman asked from the doorway.
“Still flying. She’ll be mostly functional in a few minutes,” I said. I was settling into the weirdness because I was talking with a naked woman in her 40s wearing only heels while I was standing naked except for a bundled pile of clothes and my cane.
“She’s quite something. I don’t suppose you’re playing with others this evening?” she asked.
I shook my head. “Afraid not. We’re not much for sharing the other. But she does like it when people watch.”
“Well, you had a lot of people watching. And I noticed you’re still ready for action. Plenty of space in one of the larger rooms if you’re interested,” she said with a smile and a wave.
“Daddy?” I heard from behind me. I turned and sat on the bed next to her and ran my hands through her hair.
“How are you doing?” I asked. She was more focused, but there was still a glaze in her eyes.
“I’m ok. It’s been a while since I went flying like that,” she said, slowly trying to sit up. “How are you? Are you weirded out?”
Such a good girl. Then again, we agreed to keep checking in with each other to make sure we were ok. If one of us found it to be too much, they had the right to pull the plug, no questions asked.
“I’m over my initial shock, so we’re all good, Kitten,” I said. She smiled at me. Had a feeling she was going to want more. “There are lockers for stashing clothing. As loath as I am to see you lose that spectacular bra, hand it over and I’ll stash this and we’ll take a wander around.”
Kitten unzipped her bra, releasing her breasts, and handed it over to me. I was sorry to see the bra and cleavage go, but getting to see those tits was never going to be a hardship. She leveraged herself off the bed, wobbled a bit from the heels and the aftereffects of the orgasm, and we headed out.
Oddly enough, we were both more popular with the people upstairs. That Kitten drew attention was no surprise; she was a 22-year-old redhead and hot as fuck. She was probably the youngest person here. But to my surprise, several women were chatting with me. Getting Kitten to cum as hard as she did earned me some admirers.
We were friendly, but anytime we were asked if we were open to playing with others, we politely declined. Fortunately, no one made a big deal out of it. We wandered into the main room, where there was an area to grab some water. We did and found a love seat to crash on. I sat down; Kitten got on my lap. And for the next half hour we chatted and watched what was happening.
The orgy continued on the large bed, but with new players. There was some obvious couple swapping happening on other beds. Rachelle made an appearance, wearing only heels, and checked in to make sure we were ok. She then led a young couple over to another bed, and they promptly began worshipping her. There was no other word to describe it.
I’d remained hard, courtesy of drugs, Kitten, and everything going on around us. Kitten had started off behaving, sitting on my lap with her legs off to one side. Then she got fidgety and straddled my lap, facing away from me. Then she slowly started to grind on my cock, being a tease. She managed to do this while watching what was going on and briefly chatting with a few people who came over to say how amazing she looked earlier.
Eventually, she leaned back against me, resting her head on my shoulder.
“Your willpower is inhuman. How are you not fucking me yet? I’m not sure I’ve ever felt you harder,” she whispered.
I reached up and cupped her breasts, giving her nipples a hard tweak. She groaned and pushed her ass down harder on my cock.
“You didn’t ask, Kitten,” I said, nipping at her ear.
I could hear the huff of frustration so she began rubbing against my cock more, trying to provoke me. That led to me playing with her nipples.
“Please, Daddy,” she whined, shifting around in the hopes that maybe my cock would just slip into her.
“Please what?” I asked.
“Please fuck me with your big cock, Daddy,” she said loud enough to get a few looks. Once a brat, always a brat. I gave her nipples an extra hard pinch causing her to squeak and jump up for a moment. I took the opportunity to adjust my cock. Kitten didn’t hesitate, grabbing it, pointing at her pussy and quickly sinking down on it before I changed my mind.
We both issued loud groans.
“Oh fuck, Daddy. How are you bigger?” she said, grinding her ass on my lap, causing my brain to lose focus so much I barely understood what she was saying. I thought she was saying that to play up to the crowd, but her pussy felt tighter. Maybe it was the drugs. Perhaps she was so worked up that her pussy was tighter.
Maybe I was thinking too damn much. I grabbed her hips and started bouncing her on my lap. She took the hint and stopped grinding, planted her feet and helped out.
“Oh God, oh fuck, just like that Daddy. Yes, fuck me, keeping fucking me,” she babbled. She noticed a few people watching, and began pinching her nipples as I continued to bounce her on my lap.
I was beyond caring who was watching or what kind of show we were putting on, but Kitten clearly loved the attention. I was focused on not cumming; she was enjoying the people watching her. After a couple more minutes, I could tell she was getting close again.
“Please, Daddy. Please can I….” she started.
“Go ahead, Kitten,” I said. And to put on my own show, I took my hands off her body and put them behind my head. She leaned forward and put her hands on my knees, using it as leverage, and began bouncing harder on my cock.
“Oh fuck, oh fuck, so close Daddy, I’m so close. Almost! Almost!” she cried, before slamming her pussy down on me one last time and screamed “Cumming!”
I grabbed her hips to ensure she didn’t slide off, and let her finish cumming. It was also when I noticed something interesting. While there were people in the room obviously watching and enjoying us fuck, others were simply busy in their own sexual bliss. It was nice that someone had a really good orgasm, but they were a little too busy to pay attention right now.
Kitten straightened up, and looked over her shoulder with a confused, dazed look.
“How have you not cum yet?” she asked.
“Waiting for the right moment, little girl,” I said. “Get up and then bend over the arm of this chair, ass up,” I told her.
I’d wondered before coming here how… aggressive you could be at the club with your partner. I wasn’t expecting dungeons, whips and lots of bdsm. But I was hoping Kitten calling me Daddy and perhaps me spanking her would be ok.
Fortunately, I’d seen some of that throughout the evening. People wearing collars, nipple clamps, one poor bastard was wearing a cock cage – although he looked thrilled as his wife got fucked by three or four men.
So as Kitten positioned herself, I examined her spectacular ass that was at just the right angle, courtesy of her boots and the height of the love seat. I gave her ass a light swat and she jumped. I took my cock and teased the entrance of her pussy with it.
“Ready Kitten?” I asked. She nodded her head vigorously and pushed her ass backwards, forcing my cock back into her pussy.
For most of the evening I’d been content for us to be equals or let her play. But now I wanted to assert some authority. I grabbed Kitten’s hair, pulled back on it and growled that she better start fucking me. Her hips slammed back into me, forcing my cock further into her pussy.
I gave each ass cheek a few more slaps, turning her skin a lovely shade of red, and producing more groans for Kitten. She kept pushing back her ass, sometimes grinding it on me for some added contact. Finally, something snapped in me. It had been a long evening and my fiance had been one hell of a tease. I grabbed her hips, and began fucking her…. hard.
I was grunting as I slammed into her. Kitten began babbling, but saying all the right words to get me off.
“Fuck your little girl Daddy. Come on, give it to me! My shot has worn off so maybe this is the time you knock me up. Fuck me, Daddy! Breed your little girl in this sex club!” she cried out.
“Oh Fuck!” I cried out, burying myself in her and cumming so hard I saw stars. I was aware Kitten was cumming too and could feel her pussy pulse around my cock, milking all of my cum out of me.
I was dimly aware she was right. Her appointment to get her next birth control shot was earlier this week. She didn’t bother to go. Every time now could be the time she got pregnant. It actually made my cock twitch, and caused Kitten to groan.
“I think I’m done, Daddy,” she said, slumping forward. I stepped backwards, my cock sliding out of her. There were plenty of tissues and wipes around to help with messes. Kitten did a quick clean and then went to the bathroom to freshen up further.
I slumped back in the loveseat in a daze. I looked around and saw there were fewer people in the room now. A glance at my watch showed it was after 1 am. I guess people had to get ready for work in the morning after their orgy.
Still, there was at least one familiar face. Rachelle came over, leaving her toys passed out on a bed. She sat next to me, which is pretty intimate, but somehow managed to not touch me, despite us both being naked.
“Well, you were both spectacular,” she said.
“Were we too loud? Did we annoy people?” I asked, thinking that it was so utterly Canadian to be worried about upsetting the patrons of sex club by being too noisy. Rachelle laughed, finding it funny as well.
“I don’t think you need to worry about that. We’re not the quiet sort here,” she said. Then she gently placed her hand on my scarred knee. I was very aware that I was still mostly hard and a beautiful woman, who was not my fiance, was touching me.
“Will you be back?” she asked
Kitten took that moment to make a reappearance. It was hard to read the look on her face. She was still dazed from the evening’s activities, plus she admired Rachelle. But she wasn’t entirely happy with where she was sitting or her touching my knee.
“We’ll have to talk about it,” Kitten said. “It was a lot of fun, and I really enjoyed it. But it’s going to be a busy few months for us, with finishing school, work, getting married and hopefully starting a family. I’m not sure.”
Rachelle took the hint and gracefully stood up, and Kitten quickly occupied the space where she had been sitting and cuddled into me. I found it cute to see her being a little possessive. Rachelle took it in stride.
“Well, I hope you do. People like you. And if you come here pregnant, well, they’ll be lined up down the hall to watch you. Trust me.”
I felt Kitten twitch when hearing that. I’ll give Rachelle credit. She knew what to say to get my little girl’s attention.
***
During the cab ride back to the hotel Kitten crashed hard, which was hardly surprising. I had my arm wrapped around her shoulder and didn’t try to engage her in conversation. I figured it would be 50/50 if I had to carry her up to the hotel room.
Then she surprised me.
“Did you have fun tonight, Daddy?” she asked in a dreamy voice.
“I always have fun when I’m with you, Kitten.”
“I’m pretty out of it, but I’m not so far gone to know you didn’t answer my question,” she said.
Clever girl. I gave her question a bit more thought.
“I never would have done something like that without you. I don’t think I would have been that brave. So I’m grateful I got to experience that because of you,” I said. “I had fun this evening because I always do have fun with you. Do I want to go again? Only if you want to. And I’m serious when I say that.”
She didn’t say anything, and for a moment I thought she might have drifted off. Then she spoke so quietly I could barely hear her.
“Rachelle would like us to come back. I think she wants to play with us. With you,” she said.
I thought I would have to fight off being jealous of everyone paying attention to Kitten and wanting to play with her. But Kitten had made it easy not to feel that way. She established early she wasn’t interested in anyone other than me and why would I be interested in anyone else when I had her.
But Rachelle was a blind spot. A beautiful, successful, sexually confident woman who is closer to my own age. I didn’t think it would be possible that Kitten might feel insecure and maybe jealous. I kissed her head.
“All I ever want, and all I ever need is right here with me at this moment. And I will take vows to that effect in a few months. I have no interest in any other woman, my love,” I said.
She looked up at me and her eyes were a little watery. I knew a lot was bouncing through her brain. It had been an intense evening, after all.
“Ok, Daddy. Me too,” she said. Then adding in a quieter voice, “I love you so much.”
I felt my breath stop for a moment and was reminded again that I had no idea how on earth I was so lucky.
“I love you too, Kitten,” I said. But her breath had shifted and she was already asleep.