Seventy Seven
Ayden
Getting out of town seemed like a good idea this weekend. The area was overrun with tourists. Both Sasha and I missed visiting the bars in the city. So when I suggested we get a hotel room for the night Sasha was ecstatic.
Selecting a rooftop club in the heart of the city, we arrived to pulsating music. I ordered us a few drinks as we sat at the bar observing the tangled sweaty bodies on the dance floor.
Our attention along with everyone else’s was immediately drawn to an absolutely mesmerizing woman. The way she moved her body was incredible. Her hips sashayed in time to the music seemingly oblivious to the effect she was having on everyone in the room.
Looking over at Sasha, I noticed she was watching the dark haired woman too. I noticed her hand straying to her lap running her fingers up her thighs. I’d never seen her this turned on by a woman. “Princess, you like her?” I nodded towards the woman dancing.
Sasha nodded enthusiastically. “Very much, Daddy.” She licked her lips.
“Go dance with her then.” I ordered.
Eagerly, she slipped off the barstool and walked over to the woman. She whispered something to her making the dark haired woman smile. Then, they began to move together their hips undulating.
My cock stiffened as they touched each other running their hands lightly over each other’s breasts and ass as they continued moving to the music.
The bright lights flashed back and forth as the music sped up. Together the two girls ground their bodies together. Sasha’s tits pressed against the sexy woman’s firm breasts.
I watched entranced by their movements. The woman’s hand flashed as she slowly slid her hand up Sasha’s skirt.
I couldn’t believe what I was seeing! Right there in the middle of the dance floor, this woman was getting Sasha off. Her head fell back as they continued to move in time with the music.
The music ended and the two women walked back to our table. My cock was so hard I couldn’t stand it. I sipped my beer. “Who’s your new friend?”
Sasha giggled. “Ask her, Daddy.”
The woman laughed. Her eyes were a startling shade of blue. She was even more beautiful up close. “Daddy?” She arched her brows.
I nodded grinning at her. She was incredibly sexy. There was something oddly familiar about her though…“Daddy to her. I’m Ayden.” I reached my hand out. She took it and immediately I felt a jolt between us. Startled, I nearly jumped back.
Laughing, she wrapped an arm about Sasha’s waist.
“I’m Lena. Pleased to meet you.” She purred. Her voice was so smooth.
Looking her up and down, I noted she was a taller woman than I was used to. She was nearly as tall as me in her 5 inch heels, so I figured without them she’d easily be 5’8 at least. Her legs were long and luscious. Her dress was tight with a plunging neckline revealing her deep cleavage.
“Is this lovely lady your girlfriend, Ayden? Or just your ‘pet’?”
Smirking, I kept my gaze upon her. “Definitely not a pet. More like a—”
“—princess.” Sasha filled in.
“Princess, I like that.” Lena smiled still boldly running her hands over Sasha. The obvious chemistry between the two was arousing.
“So, Lena, would you like to have a drink with us?” I pushed a barstool towards her.
“Of course. Macallan 25.” She smiled with a wink.
Taken aback by her request, I opened my mouth to tell her she was in the wrong place.
Lena waved her hand. I was distracted by the elaborate and strange ring she wore. It was in the shape of a spider with red ruby in the middle. She had a strange tattoo of a spider on her left hand.
She touched my lips with her red tipped finger.
“Shhh. I know there’s no Macallan 25 here. A club like this will only have Jameson or maybe a Macallan 12.”
“So, Jameson it is,” I laughed signaling the waitress.
Keeping my eyes on Lena, I admired how she moved and how she touched Sasha.
Sasha couldn’t keep her eyes off of Lena. I’d never seen her act like this around a woman.
“So, Ayden, what brings you here tonight?”
I shrugged. “Just looking for some fun.”
Lena eyed Sasha up and down licking her lips. “Why? Looks like you already have something fun to play with right here.”
“Well, you know what they say-two’s company—”
“Three’s a fuckload of fun.” She finished reaching across the table to brush my hand. As soon as she touched it, I felt shockwaves shoot through my body.
For several hours, we chatted with Lena. As we talked, I couldn’t help but notice a nagging sensation in my stomach. There was something about her I couldn’t shake. Something in her eyes….they were such a shocking shade of blue. I couldn’t help but think I’d seen her somewhere before.
But where?
“It’s been nice chatting with you two. If you’ll excuse me, I’ll have to be going.” Lena stood to leave. She began fishing through her purse. I assumed she was looking for money.
“No need. Drinks were on me.”
“Really? I would hope that’s not the only thing on you.” She winked.
Sasha stood up to give Lena a hug.
Seeing the two of them in a passionate embrace was too hot to pass up. “Come back to the hotel with us, Lena.”
She smiled as she moved her hand to Sasha’s ass. “Sure, why not?”
Sasha was trembling with excitement.
Moments later, we were back in our hotel suite.
Lena removed her black leather jacket and tossed it aside. She stripped off her tight dress revealing a red and black lacy bra and skimpy panties.
With her long black hair swinging behind her, she looked incredible. Her tits were firm and high though not nearly as large as Sasha’s.
Sasha nearly drooled as Lena grabbed her, passionately kissing her.
A soft moan escaped my lips as I sank down into a chair to watch the two of them.
Their lips met over and over again. Their kissing became more intense as Lena’s hands roamed to Sasha’s tits. “My God, Ayden, I bet you have fun with these tits.” She marveled at their size as she stripped Sasha’s bra off.
“Of course I do,” I whispered keeping my eyes upon them.
“Mmmm,” Sasha moaned as Lena’s lips found her hard nipples.
She sucked on them as her hand traveled to her tight ass gripping it. “So what turns you on, Ayden?” Lena shook her head, her long hair swaying.
“Watching the two of you fuck,” I replied.
“I can get a bit rough. I hope that’s okay.” Her eyes remained riveted on me as she spoke to Sasha.
“Please do,” Sasha murmured as Lena tugged on her nipples.
Lena stripped her own bra off as she pushed Sasha forward onto the bed. Taking her bra, she tied her hands behind her back.
My cock surged as I watched Lena dominate her.
“Do you like that?” She slapped Sasha on her ass.
“Yes!” She cried.
Lena ran her hands over Sasha’s tanned ass. Slowly, she peeled her panties off and tossed them aside. Tracing a finger between Sasha’s legs, she held it to her lips. Deliberately as she stared into my eyes, she brought it to her own mouth. “Tastes good.”
Lena pulled Sasha’s ass cheeks wide open as she brought her face down between her legs. I leaned forward to watch as Lena’s tongue rolled out touching Sasha’s dripping wet pussy. “So sweet,” she murmured as her tongue circled Sasha’s swelling clit.
Sasha moaned loudly into the mattress as Lena continued to lick her hot pussy.
With expertise forged from what must have been countless hours of licking pussy, Lena quickly brought Sasha to orgasm. I watched with intense pleasure as Sasha drenched Lena’s face with her juices.
But Lena was far from finished. She whipped off her own panties and dipped her own fingers inside herself. Bringing them back to Sasha, she shoved two fingers in Sasha’s tight cunt and one up her ass. She finger fucked her hard as Sasha’s body shook the whole bed.
“Damn.”
As if she’d forgotten I was in the room, Lena turned to me.
Lena laid back on the bed and pulled Sasha to her. Sasha fell upon her and the two began sliding together.
I sat back observing the two of them lick and suck each other. Lena’s hands ran the length of Sasha’s body her long nails digging into Sasha’s ass. Sasha began kissing her way down Lena’s body slowly relishing her every curve. Her tongue traced a line from one nipple to the other. Her hand slipped up Lena’s firm thighs to her hungry pussy. She began to rub her pussy lightly at first then as Lena arched her back Sasha brought her head between Lena’s legs.
Lena’s eyes flew open. She winked at me as Sasha’s tongue lashed her cunt. Lena moaned loudly as she kept her eyes open looking at me. I couldn’t figure her out. She acted as though she wanted me at first and now, she wouldn’t let me touch her.
Maybe she was a lesbian.
Or perhaps I wasn’t as irresistible as I thought I was.
Sasha’s tongue plunged deep into Lena’s core as her hands tangled in Sasha’s hair. She rolled her head from side to side with pleasure. Finally, her legs drew up she came pounding the mattress with her hands.
Lena sat up and pulled me to her. “Fuck her,” she whispered in my ear.
My cock was so hard I thought I’d come as soon as I thrust myself into Sasha’s waiting pussy. She was so wet and tight and felt as smooth as velvet on the inside. I fisted her long hair and wound it up tight pulling her back as I pumped my cock inside her.
“Oh my God,” she cried out.
Lena slipped beneath us. Her tongue snaked upward to lap Sasha’s pussy as I fucked her. Sasha squealed with pleasure as Lena sucked her clit.
“Come on her tits,” she directed.
As I continued to pound Sasha from behind, Lena kept her mouth firmly on Sasha’s sweet pussy.
My climax thundered down upon me. Quickly, I pulled out and drenching Sasha’s tits.
Turning to Lena, I tried to pull her over to me. She jerked away citing an ‘early meeting’ in the morning.
I watched her quickly dress, wondering why she was hesitant to touch me. “Leaving so soon, Lena?” I asked.
“I’ve had my fun. So have you two. Don’t worry, I’ll catch up with you again sometime.” She winked as she sashayed out the door.
After the night ended, I laid back with my arms behind my head. I thought about the mysterious Lena. There was something magnetic about her drawing me to her.
But she’d rejected me.
Rejection from women wasn’t a feeling I was very familiar with. Usually, it was quite easy to get them in my bed.
Looking over at Sasha, I watched her sleep contentedly. All of a sudden, I was consumed with the feeling of bugs crawling all over me. I leapt up from the bed and raced to the bathroom. Flipping on the light and looking down, I expected to see dozens of bugs covering my arms.
Nothing.
Scratching desperately, I searched for cortisone cream to alleviate my itching. Rummaging through my bag, I tossed things out desperate to find anything that would help when my hand closed in on my old ‘junk’ bag.
Throwing it aside, I sank to the floor pulling my knees to my chest. I started to rock back and forth. The itching had subsided, but I kept staring at that bag. Its’ contents were calling to me.
Ayden….Ayden…
I slapped my hands over my ears shaking my head back and forth as if to eradicate their voices.
Ayden…
Fuck! I couldn’t stand it any longer. I scooted across the floor and snatched the bag. Furiously, I opened it up and dumped it out.
Several syringes, spoon, and lighter clattered to the floor. A small piece of rubber tubing and a black balloon fell out as well.
Shit.
I hadn’t remembered packing that damn bag. Why would I have held onto that balloon for so long?
Then it hit me.
Sinister.
He’d been so helpful to us when we were leaving. He’d even helped load our bags into the trunk.
That’s when he slipped my old bag into my suitcase.
I clenched my fists so tightly I felt my fingernails dig into my flesh. I bit my lips so hard it bled.
I will not use. I will not use.
I can overcome this. The need to use was so strong I fell to the floor curling my legs to my chest. I rocked back and forth, as the perspiration dripped into my eyes stinging them. I stared at the balloon sitting next to me on the floor. My entire body throbbed with need.
Finally, I could take it no longer. I emptied the balloon on the counter. Scooping the powder into the spoon, I sat about mixing it and heating up the spoon. I loaded the syringe and stared at it for a moment. I listened for sounds that Sasha may be waking up.
Silence.
God help me, I pleaded as I drew the plunger back. Most of the veins in my arms were in poor shape. I located a vein on my foot which appeared to be good.
As the needle pierced my skin, I silently called out to God to help me. I didn’t want to be this person crawling on the bathroom floor of a sleazy motel shooting up.
Just like the good old days.
Sweat poured off my face dripping onto my arms as I struggled not to shoot the mixture into my foot. As I sat holding the needle inside my vein, I heard Sasha stir in the bed.
Shit. I couldn’t let her see me like this. I pulled the needle out and replaced the cap. Taking the rest of the balloon, I dumped the contents into the toilet and flushed it.
Feeling proud of myself for overcoming my urges, I slid back into the bed beside her.