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Andrea never believed how that evening would turn out when she agreed to step out with Sebastian that day. She never imagined feeling so out of her depth and alive.
Usually, her comfort zone included hosting her friends from the safety of the apartment on la Rue Anselma. However, Sebastian had promised that this experience would change her perception of what her new dynamic could become.
“Just follow me,” he had said and smiled, “You’ll like it. I promise.”
Andrea could not forget the way Sebastian smiled as he led her down the winding back streets of Paris. There was something about the man that made her always trust him implicitly.
Andrea had known Sebastian her whole life. She had introduced him to his current wife. Their families had even holidayed together. He was firmly and truly one of her closest friends and confidants. He was one of the very few people with whom she had shared every detail of her secret life. And Seb had supported and encouraged her through every turn on her road of discovery.
Sebastian took her to an exclusive and discreet club in an unassuming building. It had all the trappings of a high-class restaurant. A doorman in a hat greeted them as they arrived and opened the door to a plush foyer. Inside, a concierge greeted them and showed them to a small circular desk. There was a waiting area with two comfortable leather sofas. Andrea could hear the chattering of people chatting and the shaking of cocktails in the distance.
“Seb, this looks expensive.” I didn’t have anything like this in mind. “Are you sure you are okay with this?” she protested.
Sebastian waved her off and assured her he had thought of everything.
“I’m going to show you another side of sex. This is something I enjoy, and I think you will enjoy, too,” he said. “Just go along with it and enjoy yourself. That’s why we are here.”
A pretty brunette hostess approached and greeted them. Her Alabaster skin was punctuated by black eyeliner and lipstick. She wore a tight black dress that clung to her petite body. As Andrea noticed her, she could see every curve of the girl’s body and felt instant arousal. Her breasts were small and firm. The outlines of her nipples were evident under the tight black material.
“Welcome again, Monsieur Neveux.”
She leaned in to kiss Seb on each cheek, greeting him like an old friend. Then she turned to Andrea and greeted her in the same way.
“Welcome, Madame.”
“Zara, this is my dear friend, Andrea,” Sebastian introduced.
The girl’s lips were soft and moist. Andrea could smell her perfume. She intoxicated her. The girl’s hand rested on her hip, pulling her close as they greeted each other. Andrea felt her heart skip a beat, and her breathing was heavy and shallow.
“I’m delighted to have you join us today Andrea.”
Zara nodded and beckoned them to follow her through the doors and into a long hall. The walls were wallpapered in soft gold pastel, lit by ornate wall lights as they curled towards the left.
“I’m sure you will enjoy tonight’s entertainment. He is one of my favourites,” she said as they followed her down the corridor.
“Zara, don’t ruin the surprise. Andrea doesn’t know the details for tonight.”
“Of course, Mr. Neveux.” My apologies.
They approached a door at the end of the hall. It was heavy and wooden. A plaque with the number 10 and a console of three lights was on the wall next to the door. The green illuminated light turned red as Zara opened the door and flicked the switch.
“So that you won’t disturb you Madame,” she said.
Sebastian had explained how the club worked on the way there. Each room was soundproof. There was no CCTV in the room. The hallway had a camera that the staff would observe. They knew the patrons needed more refreshments if they saw an amber light.
Andrea entered the large room. It was furnished with two comfortable-looking leather armchairs facing a frosted window. To one side was a matching sofa, and on the back wall was a high table with a bucket of ice, water, and glasses.
“Mr. Neveux, is there anything else you need right now?” Zara asked.
“The sommelier Zara, please,” Sebastian said with a smile.
“No problem; I will leave you to settle in and then send him right in,” she said.
As Zara left, the door closed behind her. The click of the door closing was deafening in the quiet room.
Andrea sat down; her fingers fidgeted nervously. Sebastian was about to sit down when there was a knock on the door. He smiled and walked over, opening the door.
A sommelier stood there with a bottle, “I took the liberty of bringing your usual vintage Mr. Neveux,” he said.
The waiter held up a bottle of red and displayed it to Seb.
“A bottle of Fleurie 2018 Monsieur?”
“Oui,” Sebastian said, nodding. The sommelier opened the wine and poured two glasses before graciously bowing his head and backing out the door. Again, with an audible clasp from the door.
“To your good health,” Sebastian toasted as they clinked glasses.
The escort bayan Beaujolais helped Andrea relax, and the pair small-talked, avoiding the topic of tonight’s adventure. Andrea honestly had no idea what to expect.
The wine was halfway gone, and Andrea’s mind had begun to race. She wondered how often Sebastian must have come here to have a usual bottle of wine.
She finally gave in to her curiosity, and Andrea asked. “So, how often do you come here Seb?”
He grinned, and his eyes sparkled. “Fortnightly,” he said. “I’m a member.”
“That explains everything”. “What time does it all start?” she asked.
“It won’t be long now, I am sure,” he said, looking at his watch.
Andrea half stood and rearranged her dress, making herself a little more comfortable. She had dressed up for the occasion, wearing a square-neck dress with a shirred waist and a ruffled hem. The square collar accentuated her breasts, nestled in a black bra.
She was nervous, excited, and afraid of what was to come.
“How does this all work Seb?” she asked.
“Don’t worry Andrea. You’ll see.”
“But I don’t even know what is going to happen.”
“I think you have some idea,” he laughed.
At that moment, the lights in their room flashed and then dimmed to a low glow. As they sat, Andrea noticed that the large window had unfrosted. As she stared into the void, she noticed a spotlight appeared on the other side of the window.
Andrea peered in. She was surprised she could not see the lights in any other room. Andrea was conscious that other windows looked into a central area.
They all looked in on a small, raised stage upon which sat a young girl in her early twenties. She had blonde hair tied back in a bun, and her eye shadow lips, matching bra, and panties were all turquoise.
Andrea felt her breathing quicken. Her palms felt sweaty, and she was unsure if it was nerves or the moment’s thrill.
She reached over and touched Sebastian’s arm.
“You enjoy watching, don’t you?” she asked.
“Yes, it is quite exciting to watch. And this is the best part.”
The girl began to remove her bra slowly. Her breasts were big and full. Her nipples sat high and proud on her chest. She was a beautiful, ordinary woman whose taut skin seemed to ripple like waves as she moved.
The girl then moved her hand down to her panties and slowly teased the edge of them. Andrea’s breathing slowed, and she found herself enthralled. She felt the faithful twinge between her legs. She had not touched herself for some days. Sebastian insisted she should not play with herself, which drove her mad.
She watched as the girl ran her hands over the mound between her legs. Her fingernails moved along the centre of her labia. Andrea could feel her touches. Like an extrasensory perception, Andrea recognised the girl’s touches on her skin. Andrea could feel the girl rubbing her hands over her breasts and nipples as if she were being touched.
Her hand instinctively drifted down to her thigh and between her legs over her dress. She surreptitiously looked over at Sebastian, who had placed his hand over his crotch.
Andrea could see his excitement rising, the hardness evident.
She wondered what was happening in the other rooms, were they enjoying the same feelings.
“Andrea, it’s perfectly okay if you want to pleasure yourself. You ask me why I came here. this is why.” Sebastian said, never letting his gaze leave the girl’s performance.
The girl was now naked, having removed her panties. Her pubic hair was neatly trimmed, and her pink lips glistened in the spotlights. Her fingers moved down between her legs and found her clitoris.
“I’m going to masturbate, Andrea. I hope you join me,” he said as his hand moved inside his pants.
Andrea did not need to be told twice and moved her hand under her dress and over the mound of her vagina. She was shocked at how wet she had become. The performer was now using both hands. One scrunched her breast, and the other fingered her clitoris.
The girl moaned and writhed on the platform. Her legs opened and closed. She rubbed her clitoris furiously, and her face and body reddened.
Andrea lifted her hips and slipped her panties off. She then pulled her dress up and spread her legs. Andrea let her fingertips move between her labia, the folds of wet skin between her fingertips. She could feel the excitement building as she began to circle her clitoris in time with the girl on the stage.
The girl was moaning, and her legs were wide open as she strummed her clitoris. Andreas’s fingers moved quicker and quicker.
She looked over and saw Sebastian moving his hand up and down his shaft. His eyes fixed on her rather than the performer on the stage.
“Do you like that Andrea? Does it feel good?” Seb asked.
“Yes Sebastian. Yes,” she whispered.
Andrea’s excitement rose as she rubbed harder and faster.
“Don’t stop Andrea,” Seb said, his breathing becoming shallower.
The girl on the stage began to moan louder and bursa eskort bayan louder. Her body convulsed, and her legs jerked and trembled. She was coming.
“Oh my God,” Andrea shouted as the orgasm rocketed through her body. She shuddered as her legs tightened around her fingers and her digits pressed hard onto her clit.
She looked over at Sebastian, who had tightened his grip around his cock, holding his cum. As She watched him, he released his grip, and his seed spurted out from the end of his cock onto the floor. Sebastian moaned, then opened his eyes and looked at Andrea. The pair smiled at each other as they enjoyed the last touches of their orgasms surging through them.
On stage, the girl lay back on a long padded bench, her legs and arms draped over the sides. Her head rocked back and forth and then stopped nestled to one side. She looked towards their window, and Andrea could see how flushed she looked. She thought her orgasm looked convincingly lifelike rather than forced or fake.
A door opened on the far side of the performance area, and a handsome ebony man walked into the room. He was tall and muscular, with a broad chest and a chiselled torso. He was oiled and shiny in the light, and he wore a pair of tight briefs. Andrea could see the bulge in the front was prominent. Once more, there was a familiar tingle between her legs again.
The man approached the stage and ran his fingers from the girl’s bent knee along her thigh. His fingers dipped and moved over her labia, onto her tummy and up over her tits. His fingertips grasped her nipple, and he pulled it skyward upwards. She winced as her nipples stretched upward, carrying the weight of her tit.
He continued his caress. His hands moved back down her body until his fingers once more slid along her labia.
His fingers poked her vagina, dipping his fingertip in and out of her. Andrea could see the glistening juices on his fingers as he held them up for the audience.
He circled the stage like a caged tiger before bending at the waist. He slid his briefs off and discarded them to one side. Andrea thought he had the most tremendous-looking bum. Looking over at Sebastian, it was apparent he did, too. As he played with his cock his eyes were transfixed on the man.
The man was kneeling between the girl’s legs and rubbing his shaft up and down the length of her pussy. His head was thrown back, and his eyes were closed.
He looked magnificent. His muscles rippled, and his biceps bulged as he supported himself on his arms.
Andrea could see his forearms and thought how attractive the man’s arms could be.
Andrea looked over at Sebastian. His trousers were now ruffled down by his ankles, and his hand was wrapped around his cock. He was pulling and stroking his hands loosely up and down.
The man had moved and was now licking the girl’s pussy. Her head pressed back against the bench, her back was arched, and her legs raised. Andrea could hear her moan as he pleasured her.
“Can she see us?” Andrea asked.
“Not unless we want them to,” Seb said.
“Really? Can we let them see us?”
“Oui,” he said.
Sebastian smiled, stood, and walked over to a panel of switches by the door.
“Are you sure you want them to see us?”
“Oui,” she replied excitedly.
Andrea lifted the dress over her head, slid her panties off and raised her feet on the seat. She loved the idea of exposing herself to the performers on the stage. Seb’s hand hovered over the button before flicking it with a click. The lights in the room went green, and Andrea saw the girl open her eyes and look directly into their room.
The girl’s face broke into a huge grin, and she winked at them.
“Can anyone else see us?” she asked.
“No they can’t, only the performers,” he smiled.
Andrea moved her hand back down her body and stroked her pussy, her eyes fixed on the girl.
The man was now kneeling between the girl’s legs. His cock was in his hand, guiding the tip along the girl’s lips.
Andrea’s fingers moved over her pussy and labia and found her clitoris. She strummed the hardening nub as she watched.
The man was now pushing his shaft inside the girl, and Andrea could see her eyes widen and mouth open. His cock was hard and long. Andrea wished it was her who was getting the attention of the cock. She fluttered her clitoris harder and faster as she saw him penetrate the young girl.
The man’s body began to undulate, moving back and forth. Andrea could see his shaft sliding in and out of the girl. He threw his head around, and his eyes closed. His body glistened as it moved in the light.
Andrea moved her hips, pushing her pelvis towards her fingers.
“Oh, fuck, oh my God,” she moaned,
Sebastian could not help but smile as he watched Andrea’s excitement rise. He ran his hand over his cock faster and faster as he watched his friend begin to frig her pussy. She rammed two fingers into her vagina as the other rubbed her nub. She could feel how wet she escort bursa was. Her fingers slid easily between her lips.
Her hips bucked, and she began to cry out as the orgasm grew. Her eyes connected with the girl as Andrea saw her body begin to twitch and shudder. Her face glowed with perspiration as he lifted her legs and fucked her harder.
“Oh my God, fuck, I’m going to cum,” Andrea cried.
His muscles tensed as his body stiffened and his face contorted. He pushed his cock deep into the girl and held it there.
“FUCK,” Andrea screamed as her orgasm erupted. She could feel her pussy pulsing around her fingers.
Sebastian watched Andrea as her head rocked back and her hips bucked and gyrated. Seb released his orgasm in a loud moan as Andrea’s orgasm shuddered her into a subspace. On the stage, the girl cried out as she orgasmed, and her assailant pulled out his cock and ejected his cum over her tummy.
Andrea opened her eyes to see Sebastian’s and the guy’s cocks gushing cum. The girl was looking transfixed at Andrea as her chest heaved. Andrea could do nothing more than look into her eyes and smile back.
“That was so fucking hot,” Sebastian said, looking at Andrea” You look beautiful when you orgasm.”
Andrea felt spent; her head lolled back, and her body sank into the chair. She struggled to say thank you as she closed her eyes.
“I had no idea Seb. I don’t think I’ve ever been so turned on in my life,” Andrea said as she leaned forward.
“And this is just the beginning darling,” Sebastian said with a smile. “Would you like to see if we can meet them?” he said.
“Oui Sebastian. I would love that.”
They dressed quickly, and Sebastian pressed the call button. Within moments, Zara was knocking at the door.
“Monsieur Neveux, may I assist you?”
“Yes Zara. Andrea would like to meet tonight’s performers. Is that possible?” he said, almost supplicating her.
“I am not sure Monsieur. You see, Koji is a performer; however, his partner tonight is not,” she said, almost embarrassed.
“I don’t understand,” Andrea said.
“Koji is one of our regular performers, but tonight’s lady is a patron. She requested the possibility of being part of the live experience. We have a few regulars who occasionally like to be part of the show.” She said, looking down at the floor nervously.
“I’m sorry Zara, but I don’t understand what you mean by a patron,” Andrea said.
“What Zara means is the lady is a club member. She is a client who wants to experience the thrill of being in the show,” Sebastian said.
“Oh, I see. So, one could do that?”
“Yes, Madame.” Zara said, “For some clients, anything is possible.”
“How thrilling, could I join a show?” she asked, looking at Sebastian.
“Monsieur Neveux is a significant patron in the club, Madame. I can ask Koji if you may take part. If Monsieur has no objections?”
“I have no objections Zara,” he said almost too quickly for Andreas’s liking. “Can you make it happen?” he asked.
“Oui Monsieur,” Zara said as she smiled and stepped backwards to the door.
“As a special accommodation for you.”
“Merci Zara, please ask Koji if he can accommodate Andrea tonight?” Sebastian said.
Zara smiled. “immédiatement.”
It wasn’t long before Zara returned, “Koji would be pleased for you to join him on stage in 20 minutes. Is this, okay?”
“Perfect.”
“Very good. Madame, Koji would like me to ask if you had a particular scene, you would like him to create for you?”
“Yes I do, thank you Zara.”
“Madame, if you would come with me, please,” Zara said as she escorted her out of the room.
Sebastian was acutely aware he was now on his own. So, he poured himself another glass of Fleurie, sat back in his chair and loosened his belt once.
When the window was unfrosted, Sebastian could see the lights on the stage glow and turn on. Andrea stood in the middle of the circular platform, naked and blindfolded.
Seb thought she looked breathtakingly beautiful. He couldn’t help but admire her body’s appearance in the bright lights.
His erection grew, and he took it in his hands.
Sebastian watched Andrea move her arms before her and gently swayed her hips. He could see her labia glistening in the spotlights. His erection twitched.
Andrea’s heart was racing. She knew they were all out there, watching her, and the thrill was electrifying. Her body tingled, and she felt warmth building between her legs.
Koji moved behind her. He gently ran his fingertips over her arms and down the sides of her body. She gasped. The touch of his skin on hers was electric. His hands moved around her hips, over her flat stomach and breasts.
Andrea could feel his body behind her. It felt good to be held, to feel the heat of his skin on hers. He caressed her breast, squeezing her nipples. He bent his head and kissed her neck and shoulder. Andrea wondered if she had aroused her viewers. She wondered if they were playing with themselves already.
She could feel Koji’s hardening cock through his underpants on the cheeks of her bum, and it felt good. His hands continued to run over her body. She could feel the wetness between her legs. His hands were firm yet gentle as they cupped her breasts. His breathing was deep and ragged.
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