Mia’s response was everything I’d wanted but hadn’t dared hope for.

She played me like an instrument tuned to every minute twitch of her fingers. Mia looked up at me with her eyes wide with false innocence. Her cherubic expression was hampered by the naughty smile which played peek-a-boo over her plump carmine-red lips.

I was hard as a fucking rock, and she made it worse with how her fingers cinched my cock and stroked me. Se made sure I made a mess of my boxers with the veritable river of pre-come leaking into them.

I slipped my hand through her sable hair, got a firm grip, and hauled her into a kiss, putting all my delight into the way I ransacked her mouth.

When I was done with her, she was breathless and clinging to me.

Part of me was surprised at how open she was open to my suggestion. But this just proved my theory that Mia was my missing piece; the one that would complete me.

“Shall we go over and introduce yourselves?”

Mia playfully pouted, but she removed her hands away from the bulge tenting my slacks. I’d dressed in black to match Mia, more to blend in than stand out. I didn’t want to catch anyone’s eye tonight but hers.

Mia stuffed her fingers into my back pocket, giving my ass a squeeze, and cozied into my side. “Yes, let's," she said with a giggle which was borderline shy.

It was fucking adorable. For all her experimentation in college, her words not mine, there was still a few tricks I could teach her.

We maneuvered through the crowd until we reached the three we had been looking at. The girl was green, and her two potential play partners were yellow.

The girl looked up at me as we approached. She was a pretty, but not nearly as gorgeous as Mia. Then again, I was unilaterally biased.

She’d paid a lot of attention to the details of how she presented herself. With her hair wound into that long braid and her body on display, she offered herself as a mare to any stud who wanted to mount her. I thought she might be submissive until her eyes grew bold and dragged all over my body. They swept down, and then back up before her attention locked on my bracelet. She realized she wouldn’t be getting anything but a look from me, and offered me a friendly smile.

“It looks like the three of you are going to have some fun," I said. I knew my voice didn’t reflect my nervousness, but damn was I. I was ushering Mia into the carnal underbelly I’d lived in without her for the past two years since I’d returned to Wisconsin and came to Madison. What if this was all too much for her?

Mia wiggled excitedly against me.

"Yes, if this little lady is up to the effort." The blonde-haired man ran his finger down the girl's naked arm and circled the green bracelet which glowed brightly beneath the lights.

She tossed her head, her thick braid flicking like an agitated filly. She’d found two studs, and the mating dance was beginning in earnest.

"I think it’s the two of you who need to decide if you can handle me.”

Her attention drifted back to Mia and me. "And just what are you two going to be doing?"

Mia answered, and I had to resist throwing her down and fucking her right there on the floor I was so aroused by it. "I want to see the two of them fuck you."

Jesus. Mia squeezed my ass through my pants, and I fell further in love with her.

The girl gave a surprised laugh. “I like how bold you are. It’s such a shame that I can’t touch either of you.”

I pulled Mia closer, and she laid her head possessively against my shoulder. "We’re not into sharing, but you have those two all to yourself.”

The girl’s babydoll blue eyes shifted back to the two men who were exchanging looks. Either they were a couple or just friends, but they’d obviously come together, and whatever decision they made would need to be unanimous. "What do you gentlemen think?"

The dark-haired one that had caught Mia's eyes earlier flashed a grin. "Why don't we go find a private room upstairs."

The girl uttered a delightedly purring laugh. “That is exactly what I hoped you would say."

Filly linked her arms through theirs, and the three of them led the way to the doors at the opposite end of the ballroom. She teetered on latex heels that rivaled Mia’s in height and altered her gait. Her hips swished with exaggerated movement.

Mia caught me looking, and pinched my ass. But I didn’t catch any jealousy in her gaze. We were here to window shop, and not buy.

Others had also paired off or were on their way to their own orgies, and attention was elsewhere than on the five of us.

We left the sensual music and darkness behind and headed up a spiraling staircase to another landing. A shorter staircase popped us onto a loft-style level. A lushly-carpeted hallway ran overtop a few other living spaces below, giving us a full 360-degree view of what others were doing in the not-so-private places.

I’d been up here before. But I’d never been to the private rooms. Mostly they were for the elite members of the club. I didn’t pay for my membership, mostly because I’d been vetted by a girl I’d casually hooked up with. Those who attended regularly, or wanted the extra perks, paid monthly dues. The larger the donation, the more you got out of it. There were a lot of rumors I’d heard from the lower tier members about what they might be.

Filly pulled out her membership card from a clever pocket-slit thing in her panties. It was different than mine. Elaborate scrollwork adorned the back of it, while the front was glossy and smooth. She tapped the the card on a reader latched to the front of the door. It reminded me of an upscale ultra-modern hotel room door. Filly had to be a member if her card looked like that.

"I tend to use this as my personal room when I'm here," she said with an impish look. Filly was completely in charge of her sexuality and didn’t have a mote of guilt or shame about her kinks. I heartily approved.

The door swished open, and she led us into a tastefully appointed bedroom. The focal point and the room itself was dominated by a California king bed. That motherfucker was huge, larger than a standard king-sized mattress, and could probably fit the whole Badger’s football team on it. A closed door led off into a private bathroom.

The bedroom was tastefully decorated with sumptuous carpeting and muted ruby-red walls. Scarves were thrown over the bedside table lamps, creating a hazy fantasy-like ambiance. I didn’t know how the hell they didn’t catch fire. But I wasn’t an interior decorator. Just a guy enjoying the effect.

Directly at the foot of the bed, raised to the same level as the mattress, was a brocade loveseat. Whoever sat there would have an eagle-eye view of everything and everyone on the bed.

Damn, this was an exhibitionist’s wet dream.

“Go ahead and make yourselves comfortable,” Filly said.

Her attention wasn't on us anymore. Mia and I were relegated to furniture, the peripheral part of her – their? – fantasy.

I led Mia over to the thickly-cushioned couch and sank down onto it.

Mia looked up at me, and then her attention went to the live porn show being enacted in front of us. But so much better, which was why I think I enjoyed being a voyeur. These were amateurs, flaws, passion, and all, letting us in and getting us off.

Filly crawled into the center of the bed and knelt there. She looked at her men, and slowly peeled the pasties off her breasts. She tossed the stickers aside and ran her fingers over the pert beads of her tits. Her breasts were a nice handful, but I enjoyed Mia’s abundant curves.

The taller of the men, Alpha, followed behind her. The blonde-haired one hung back, watching what was going on in front of him. Alpha wasn’t a first timer, but Beta seemed to be.

Alpha ran his palm down Filly’s back, and then hauled off and gave her ass a firm swipe. “Do you like it rough?”

She squealed and wiggled on the bed, arranging herself on all fours upon her elbows. She spread her thighs, giving Mia and I a perfect view of her panty-covered pussy. From the scant distance, I saw how soaked she was.

Filly quivered, and her ass and thighs shook. “Rough, please, fuck me like you hate me.”

Mia shifted beside me and crossed her legs. The subtle wiggle of her hips told me she was grinding her cunt down between her thighs. I stroked my fingers up and down her leg, shifting closer and closer to the apex between them.

Alpha hooked his fingers in his shirt and pulled it off. He'd obviously put some time into the gym. Mia uttered an appreciative murmur as he started stripping.

Filly spun around and sat on the bed, her thighs spread wide and knees dangling over the edge. Alpha walked between them, and her fingers ran over his lean hips. She dropped a kiss to his navel and then licked a path down to the front of the zipper.

Mia inhaled sharply, and my attention shifted from watching the three of them to focusing entirely on Mia.

I dipped my head and nuzzled her ear. "Does the thought of seeing her swallow his cock excite you, angel?"

She turned to look at me, but I caught her chin and urged her head back towards the bed. “Don’t look at me, look at them. Think of how thick and hard my cock would be between your lips right now."

Mia whimpered. Her lashes fluttered against her cheeks, almost shutting her eyes. But she listened like a good girl and watched as the girl unsnapped the man's pants. She slipped them and his boxers down.

Mia licked her lips, her voice merely a breath that was for my ears only. “Yes, but his cock isn’t as nice as yours.”

A brief flash of jealousy burned in my chest, and then quickly disappeared as she widened her thighs, and urged my hand up to the waist of her leggings.

I didn't need to be told twice, and I dipped my hand into the front of her pants and panties. Her smooth pussy was boiling hot and soaking wet.

She groaned as I rubbed her clit through her puffy pussy lips. I nuzzled her neck and looked towards the bed.

Beta had finally joined in and stripped out of his shirt. His pants were open, and he was fisting his cock as the girl went down on Alpha. He stepped up beside his friend, and Filly lifted her head and flashed him a smile.

"Don't be greedy, give me some that mouth too."

Mia gasped as the girl alternated between their shafts like some cock-sucking champion. She swallowed one man whole, and then popped up, connecting streamers of spit into the air like silver webs between their cocks before she sucked down the next one.

Each time she choked as they tested Filly’s gag reflex, I teased my finger against Mia’s slippery little hole. Her inner walls clenched around my finger, trying to drag me further.

I pulled my hand free and sucked the sweet taste of her honey off it.

Mia was flushed. Crimson color snapped in her cheeks. Her breathing was labored, and the game had only just begun. I was learning that watching her watch them was more of a turn on for me, then if I was watching them too.

"If you be good, I'll eat your pussy while you watch them, but if I see your eyes close I'll stop," I whispered against her ear.

"Please," Mia whimpered.

I slipped down to my knees on the carpet, and Mia lifted her hips.

The girl on the bed was lost in her own debauched world. But Alpha and Beta watched us over Filly’s braided head.

I flashed a wink as I peeled Mia's pants and panties off. She toed off her high-heels, and then she was naked from the waist down before me.

I cupped her ass and pulled her to the edge of the couch. She was lost in the hedonistic high, which was exactly what I wanted. I wanted her to stop thinking, and just live and feel. Her thick thighs spread, and her head dropped back, propped up by the couch cushion. But her eyes were open and focused as she watched Filly continue to blow the two guys before her.

My head dropped between her legs and I got my first taste of sweetness. It had been too long, and I tackled her cunt, starved for the taste of her.

Mia cried out. Her fingers clenched in my hair and pulled me closer.

This right here, between Mia’s soft thighs, was my version of heaven.