Sticky Silk

Sticky Silk Sticky Silk

Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

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Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

Summary

He's an average guy. Job, fiancé, the works. He knows his life and considered it ordinary. All until he got an invite to Silk. A private club that every man in the know is desperate to get into and he has an invite. A god send. Only what hides behind those secret doors shows him more about himself and his so called ordinary life than he ever imagined...

Summary

He's an average guy. Job, fiancé, the works. He knows his life and considered it ordinary. All until he got an invite to Silk. A private club that every man in the know is desperate to get into and he has an invite. A god send. Only what hides behind those secret doors shows him more about himself and his so called ordinary life than he ever imagined...

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Submitted: December 07, 2015

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Submitted: December 07, 2015

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He handed in the card feeling mostly excited, but it was tinged with dread. He would be lying if he didn't admit that to himself. 

He took one last look at the little white card as the bouncer tucked it away in his pocket. He found the invite in his car. Actually inside his locked car on the dash. That should have rang alarm bells but all it did was make him both curious and excited. Especially seeing the name of the infamous club "silk" scrawled in silver on the front and underneath were the words "special event". No number, no date, just that and it was so mysterious that he had to check it out. 

He swallowed hard as the bouncer opened a different door. One that looks almost hidden and gestured for him to go inside. For some reason he walked slowly as though he was walking to his doom. It occurred to him then that he just might be.  Especially if his fiancé finds out. She hates these places and out of respect for her, he's always swerved them. But this was not an opportunity to be missed. 

The club is infamous and boasts a bevy of women that would make angels envious, but it's closed to the public. No paying on the door, no tickets or promotion of any kind. Status is unimportant and not even the biggest names around can buy their way in. A fact that makes everyone want to try. It's strictly invite only and to turn it down would be like turning your back on God himself as far as he is concerned. So whilst he felt guilty about Abbey to an extent, he placated himself with the fact that he is only taking up a once in a lifetime opportunity. Plus she works nights anyway so he hasn't had to lie and won't need to either. 

"Ah Mr Grant welcome..." Said possibly the most beautiful girl he has ever seen. She spoke to him like she knew him, which made his situation easier. The outfit she was wearing did not and he had to adjust himself immediately as he copped an eyeful. Every stunning curve is on show but the mouth watering parts, those tits and her mound are covered in huge white feathers. He fought the massive urge to touch them. They look so soft, like a silky dove and gave her that angelic look, almost purity personified. 

"Please stand against that wall and I'll prepare you..." Feathers smiled sweetly as she started to remove his jacket and tie. He stood frozen. Dumbly allowing this woman to strip him. It was the lust in her eyes that captivated him. She undid his tie and pulled it off, licking her lips slightly. He wondered if those feathers would hold under damp conditions as his head started to play tricks on him. No way could he make a girl like this wet, but she certainly looked like she was enjoying her job. Modesty swept over him as she removed his work trousers and his boxers revealing his standing ovation. Still she said nothing and seemed nothing but professional. 

"Now Mr Grant would you like a drink before I take you through? You may not be allowed one once it begins..." She said with a hint of mischief in her eyes. He had a thousand questions running through his brain but all he could do was shake his head. He was speechless. Completely devoid of sense and mute with it. Even as she pulled a blue pill from a nearby container and placed it on her tongue, no words came out of his mouth. He watched her walk towards him with the pill resting on that delicious looking tongue and he was paralysed when she kissed him. Slipping that moist muscle into his mouth and seducing his own with a delicate wrestle. She pulled away and pushed his chin shut with a smile on her face. He swallowed hard. Shit there goes the pill!! Completely outdone and now about to venture on a pharmaceutical trip to Christ knows where, but he had a feeling that it would be needed. 

"Now we only provide the very best here at silk, so the effects will be instant. Not that you need any assistance in your current condition. But you will be glad of it later..." She said walking in front of him and dragging him by his hand. The words never made sense and seemed to bounce off his head. "Please sit and it will begin momentarily. Don't look so worried Mr Grant. It won't hurt unless it is necessary for maximum results" she winked sexily as she walked away, but her words struck this time. 

He sat panicking slightly in the darkened room. Looking around and feeling cold and alone, but it was just the dark. The room itself was comfortable. The cushioned chair, the temperature, the soft music, it would all be relaxing if not for the pitch black surrounding him. Suddenly he missed feathers. Fuck he missed his nightly routine of a meal for one and TV at this point. That made him shake his head and focus on the excitement whirling around his insides. As worried as he is, a small devilish side of him is enjoying this and especially the taste of feathers lingering on his tongue. Mint with a slight hint of vanilla. 

A spotlight flicked on suddenly making him wince as it blinded him before moving downwards. After blinking several times, he was left open mouthed at the sight in front of him. Another beauty, another fallen angel dancing seductively around a pole. She was painted green and covered in what looks like emeralds as her copper hair was slicked back off her face. He felt his mouth filling up with saliva as he admired her, every inch of that sweet body working the pole. Spinning, twirling and lifting her legs up over her head as though it was the easiest thing in the world. She split her legs open revealing the most beautiful pussy he has ever seen. Those pink lips seeping juices that he would give his left nut to taste. He even licked his lips in desperate need. She stayed in that position. Holding herself there with unbelievable strength. 

Another girl appeared next to the gymnast of the stars. She was in the same sort of costume but she was blue and resembled a cluster of precious crystals. She began stroking Emeralds thighs and he almost shot his load. It was lost on him how all of these women could possibly exist in the same place. It was heaven, no it was what heaven aspired to be and he felt like the luckiest bloke on earth. 

"Oh...my...God!" He gasped as yet another girl appeared. Except this one was right in front of him. He could easily have missed her as she is painted all in black, but covered in diamonds. He was mesmerised by the shining stars on her body. A gift from the gods. Those beautiful tits sparkling when the light hit them. 

 He squeezed the seat beneath him in utter shock as she started to devour his cock. He trembled in sheer delight as her mouth worshipped him. Those expert lips closing around him and the soft, wetness of her mouth enveloped him as her tongue lashed away. The sucks became more aggressive. This girl wants his cream and she's about to get a fucking bucketful. 

He closed his eyes and moaned with every breathtaking suck, but what he saw when he opened them was nothing short of a dream come true. Crystal's tongue swept right up Emerald's crease making the green glisten. She flicked her tongue over her bud before full on sucking it into her mouth. Emerald's moans grew louder taking the pressure off diamond's submission hold on his cock. He could easily burst at the sight alone. 

He squeezed the cushion beneath him as his environment consumed him. The sucking, the slurping, the sight of Crystal's tongue disappearing inside Emerald's sopping cunt as she strummed her clit, it was all becoming too much. Seconds later they changed up the position making him wonder how much more he could take. They both lay entwined on the floor as each lifted one of her legs to accommodate the other. It was like watching art for him. Mind blowing, but no gallery he's ever been to offered a blow job to go with the experience and he doubts any artist could capture such beauty. 

"Fuck!" He gasped as Diamond started massaging his balls as her mouth continued to milk him. Pleasure pumped through his veins like an undeniable rush. He knew he was close as the trembling intensified. Both his girls knew it too as both Emerald and Crystal began to stroke each other. He was like a man possessed as he watched their fingers disappear inside one another. They glistened as they pulled them out making him swallow hard wishing for a taste. It was torture and he doubted that he could take much more. As if reading his mind, the girls upped their game and taking their fingers, they parted their lips to reveal juicy smiles. Juicy, pink and delicious looking making him melt at the heavenly sight. It was when they started to rub them together that his brain almost blew out if his head. They moved in a slow grind as their buds caressed one another making a cocktail of that sweet nectar. 

"Sweet Jesus!" He moaned as he watched them rubbing together. Mound on mound. All of that combined with Diamond's overpowering assault on his cock made for his ending. He grunted loudly as he shot his load into Diamond's mouth. She never eased up and seemed to suck harder wanting every last drop of him. Draining him of his life. He could die happy now. 

"Please stand" Diamond said abruptly, but he couldn't. Both legs were like jelly. Obviously in no mood for delays, she pulled him up and walked him through the dark like she could see perfectly. He walked through sheet after sheet of soft silk and the material grazed his face like a soft wind. It was strangely relaxing. It didn't last. 

"What...what's that..." He started but was hushed by his tormentor. Clearly feathers and diamond didn't go to the same charm school, but he didn't care. This girl can do much better things with her mouth. 

"Get up there and kneel!" She almost snapped and naively he asked no more questions. He climbed up on what one would be stupid to think was just a table,  had it not been for the leather ropes hanging above it. Before he knew it, he was strapped in. Arms raised and wrists bound in leather above his head. She disappeared then. He was alone again in the dark. It was still creepy even though he knew that only good was going to come of this. 

"Sweetheart....honeypot...sweetie..." Random words started to fill the room. All sounding like cute nicknames for ones lover. It sounded sickening to him though as thoughts of his Abbey finally returned to him. The guilt was incredible, but the sounds became louder and each word took over the next making him want to scream. He did scream in surprise when he felt something oozing down his back. Then it started down his arms and neck. Trickling all the way down his chest. It felt odd. Felt cold, but the smell was intoxicating. Oranges. It was strange. It seeped down his face and despite his fears, he licked his lips and was stunned to taste honey. 

The names stopped and the room filled with silence for a few moments. He was left kneeling, slathered in honey in a continuous pour and still with no idea of why. 

The lights went up and he was wide eyed at the room around him. Huge sheets of silk draped over the ceiling and walls. All a golden yellow colour reminding him of the sun. Beautiful flowers covered the floor looking like an enchanted garden of sorts. 

Then she appeared and his heart damn near stopped. Much like the others she was covered but she was different somehow. The yellow paint on her skin sparkled without any need for jewels. Every curve glistened, her tits heaved in a natural, glistening perk. Long locks of golden blonde hair draped all around her, cloaking her like a silk far softer than any of their surroundings. She was breathtaking. She was the woman of his dreams and despite his stunned state, he smiled. He couldn't believe his eyes. "Abbey?" He had to ask even though he knew. 

"Hello sweetness, do you like it? I thought it was about time you got to see where I disappear off to each night. It's a dream isn't it?" She smiled making her face luminous with a beauty that brought tears to his eyes. Suddenly he felt awful, felt like he had betrayed her for coming here. He apologised but was hushed by her finger as she climbed up on the table in front of him. "Don't apologise lover, I invited you here. The card, the girls, this...." She stroked his cock with a smirk on her face "this is my world babe..." 

She started to lick up the honey from his chest. Running her perfect tongue up his abs and settling for a stern suck on each nipple. All the while stroking his cock and getting more rapid with her pace. The honey coating it making her grip it firmly and causing his head to spin. He closed his eyes as she wanked harder. He started to tremble again as he struggled against the restraints. "Oh fuck Abbey....abbey...ah..." He moaned as the sound of squelching honey and the friction of his cock made his insides melt. 

"That's it sweetness...come on baby give me that cream...coat these..." She said biting her lip as she used her other free hand to squeeze one of her tits. It was a done deal then and he shot out almost on command. Squirting his seed all over her chest. The sight of it dripping from her nipples made his lower lip tremble. She kissed him then and pressed that gorgeous body right up against his making his aching knees weaken even more. He would give anything to touch her. 

"You want some honey babe?" She asked as she pulled away and stood giving him a full view of her honey covered front. Even his cream had mixed in slightly. He never got the chance to answer before she pushed those glorious tits into his face and clutched the back of his head. He sucked up whatever drop he could find and even knowing he was licking his own seed didn't deter him. If it was on her, he would eat it, simple. She moaned and then giggled as she stood up in front of him and gave him a good look at that promising mound. 

"I don't mean that honey silly!" She smirked before grabbing both ropes and pulling herself upwards. It seems his girl is just as flexible as Emerald and he had no idea. Within seconds she had her legs wrapped around his head in a submission hold and his face was buried in her pussy. The smell alone was intoxicating, but the taste was out of this world and seemed brand new even though he's tasted her plenty of times before. 

He licked and sucked like a man possessed. He felt almost drunk on her. Feeling her thighs squeeze his head as she humped his face was causing his cock to impossibly come back to life. Suddenly the pill made sense. Feathers said he would need it. 

Abbey grabbed his head and fucked his face using every available feature to get her off. He wasn't even focused on breathing. He was all about the tasting as the honey mixed with her own sweet nectar. She upped the pace and his scalp ached as she rode him hard. Both his arms  pressed against her thighs putting immense pressure on his head, but he didn't care. Then it was like rain fall, a massive gush as her honeypot released. He guzzled up every drop as she filled his mouth and emptied onto his face. 

He went limp when she climbed down, his whole body giving up on him except for the semi that won't go away. Like a hungry animal she started sucking the tip. Licking the growing shaft and making his pulse race. He doubts he's got anything left to give, but doesn't doubt his girl's ability to get it. She licked his shaft before sucking each of his balls into her mouth and even went on to worship the skin underneath. It sent tingles up his spine as her tongue lashed between his legs. He couldn't keep his eyes off her body as she lay on her back and stuck her head between his kneeling legs. Those perfect curves making him ache to touch them. He eyed her mound and savoured the taste of it in his mouth. He bit his lip when she started licking his puckered hole. Devouring it as she kept his cheeks parted. He was solid now. Unbelievably to him, he was ready for more. One stroke of her hand made her get up again. 

"Mmmm you're ready for me aren't you baby? Ready for this cunt..." She teased as she stroked herself making him groan in frustration as his arms ached above him. 

She turned and leaned right over showing him that beautiful bottom end in all its glory. That perfect arse. That wet, juicy cunt that is throbbing in front of his very eyes. She turned and smiled with a devilish lust in her eyes. It was all his undoing. She is so beautiful. 

"Slide in sweetness, i wanna feel you for days..." She purred as she backed towards him. Pushing that juicy opening his way. He slid into her slowly as she teased, but he couldn't take it. He thrust hard making her gasp and she pushed against him when he did it again. She locked her legs with his to secure them as he pounded into her over and over again from behind. That sweet pussy tightening by the second. She clung to the wood beneath them and pushed harder into him taking him deeper. Swallowing him right to the hilt. 

Suddenly the table started to move and they were slowly spinning. It was like a wonderland, a dream as the yellow silk was replaced by mirrors all around them. He felt like he was high, like he was tripping as his girl pounded his cock and he could see her go. He watched her tits bouncing back and forth as her blonde hair swept to the side. The expression of a goddess in blissful agony and a sight he will never forget. 

He took a few more seconds to enjoy the feel of her tight walls holding him, squeezing him of everything he has left. Then he pounced. He clutched the leather ropes to steady himself as he started to pound into her like a jackhammer. Slamming their squelching, honey covered bodies together in a heavenly assault. She started to move forward from the force of him but he shimmied towards her, refusing to let it stop. She was soon melting. More of that honey gushing around his thrusting cock. Moments later he emptied everything he had left. He was dry, he was done and he made a mental note to get hold of more of those pills. Fucking magic! 

They both slumped in a sweaty, sticky stupor. Still he was mesmerised by her. He couldn't get over the Angel in the mirror, his girl, his sweet Abbey. Only now he knows just how sweet she really can be. 


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