Kayden: The Past (11 page)

I had polished off my drink and needed another. The bartender made her way down to our side of the bar and started to place the clean glasses on the shelf above the liquors. I watched her trying to take my mind off Danielle. She had a tight ass, and the tramp stamp on her back was black and tribal. I waited patiently for her to turn around, not wanting to be a dick. “Can I get another drink, please?”

“The same?” she asked with a beautiful smile, but it was ruined by the large piercing in her nose. I preferred my women to have piercings that only I could enjoy and that weren’t the most noticeable thing on their face.

I shook my head and watched as she grabbed the bottles and started to pour. “Finish those off and let’s get out of here,” Ron said nudging me in the arm. “We’ll have another round here, too, Miss.”

“Where are we going?” I asked lifting my eyebrows.

“My place, some place more quiet, and we can sample the perfect shit Kyle gave me,” he patted his jacket and grinned.

“I didn’t know you and Kyle were friends. Do you guys hang out often?” I asked.

“I see him at the clubs all the time. He does a lot of business down here.” Ron grabbed his beer and took a sip, “He’s dating a girl that works with Danielle, and her stage name is Sunshine.”

Sunshine is a stripper who had the same body shape as a Barbie doll. She has big tits, long legs, tiny waist, and long blond hair. She had plastic surgery to get the look of societal perfection; no one is that perfect naturally. “I don’t think I’ve seen him there.”

“Oh, he’s always in the VIP room or in the back. He doesn’t sit out in the audience. He does a lot of business from there, supplies the girls and owner, so he gets special treatment,” Ron said.

Drugs are a part of the stripper life that is often over looked and happens in the shadows. Not all the girls are hooked, but many of them are a train wreck. “I’m sure he makes a bundle there.”

Danielle rubbed Ron’s thigh but kept her eyes on me while Ron and I spoke about Kyle and his business venture. We all took different paths in life, but we were all looking to make a buck, who am I to judge someone on how they make a living. Ron started to talk about his current business and never stopped. He loved to talk about his latest scheme. I pretended to be listening but couldn’t help but watch Danielle as she stroked his thigh and squeezed his knee; I was mesmerized.

“Hey baby, can we get out of here?” Danielle interrupted.

He snapped out of his business mode turning towards her, “Sorry about that. I get so caught up when I start talking about work. You need to stop me when I get on a roll. Ready to hit it, Kayden?”

If he only knew how fuckin’ true his words were. “Yeah, I could use a little something extra,” I replied. “I got the bill since you took care of the after party.”

Ron and Danielle stood up as I threw a fifty down on the bar. I needed to get the fuck out of here; I needed air and separation from Danielle. I started to feel like the biggest asshole in the world, she’s Ron’s. I followed them out the door breathing in the cool evening air. I inhaled deeply holding it in for a moment before blowing it out slowly. “You want to drive with us or meet us at my place?” Ron asked as we approached his car.

“Nah, man, I’ll meet you there. It’ll be easier later.” I headed down the street to find my car and cursed myself during the walk.
Why the fuck are you going to his place? I’m such a fucking moron, a stupid ass mother fucker.
I had to go to Ron’s or else he’d know something was wrong. He knew I liked to party and would never turn down an invitation.

Three’s Company ~ Ron & Danielle

“The shit Kyle sells is the best on the streets,” Ron said as he cut the coke. I sat on the couch and watched as he made plump lines on the glass coffee table. Danielle
kneeled at his side with a look of hunger in her eyes.  I sipped my beer and watched them closely. They seemed happy in the most beautifully fucked up way.

“Baby,” Ron said as he handed the straw to Danielle. She smiled and looked like a little girl at Christmas. I watched her inhale, and the change in her facial expression was a sight to behold. Danielle is a stunningly beautiful woman. The change in her face and the euphoric look made me wonder what she looked like while coming.

Ron quickly grabbed the straw and snorted two lines holding his nose after each one and pausing. The entire situation was surreal. “Kayden?” Ron asked holding the straw out for me. I climbed off the couch and knelt on the opposite side of the table and looked at them both while they touched their noses and made sure not to miss a drop. I leaned forward pausing for a moment. I didn’t pause because I didn’t want the cocaine splayed out before me, but more because I didn’t know where this would lead.

Ron and I had a past – one that I rarely mention. Sophia knows about it, and it’s something I can’t escape or leave out. When we started talking online, I told her about it briefly. Naturally, she had more questions over time, but I never went into details about us and the girls we’ve been with.  We’d shared woman in our past, mainly in high school. One girl, her name escapes me now, was a regular for us.

Looking back now, it just wasn’t right, but when you’re a horny teenager, you don’t think about it. She wanted it, and we gave it to her, plain as that. She wasn’t the only girl who we shared. There were more after high school, and I don’t know why or how they even happened. Ron wasn’t well endowed and that may have factored into the equation, but I know if I wasn’t hung, I sure as fuck wouldn’t want a guy with a bigger cock fucking the girl I’m trying to nail.

Ron walked down the hallway, leaving Danielle and I alone. I looked at her, and as she did another line, and watched as her tongue darted out licking her lips. We were both sitting on the floor with a table full of coke between us. She looked at me and smiled before scooting a little closer.

“We want to know if you want to have a threesome, Kayden,” Danielle asked with a hopeful look in her eyes.

The words shocked me coming from her mouth, and I almost choked on my drink. “He’s having you ask me?”

“Yes, he said I should ask you. We talked about it, and he felt it was the right thing to do. He said you’ve done it in the past.”

“In the past, yes, and all with girls who meant nothing to either of us… We’ve never shared a woman we’ve been dating.” I shook my head not believing the words that came out of her mouth.

I would NEVER share Sophia with anyone, ever. She’s mine and only mine. When I told her the story of Ron and Danielle and the other girls we’d shared, I told her it would never happen with her. I love her too deeply, and the jealousy would kill me.

“You piqued my curiosity with Candy. Ron knows you aren’t looking for a relationship, so he feels you’re safe with you, with us.” She moved closer, almost crawling to me around the coffee table. “Don’t you find me attractive?”

I swallowed hard and licked my lips, my mouth salivating at the thought of tasting her. “I find you extremely attractive, maybe too attractive. It’s dangerous.”

She laughed at my words. “I thought you liked a little danger in your life,” she said moving close enough I could smell the scent of her perfume – a sweet flowery scent. “Ron won’t trust me with anyone else, please.”

My cock answered the question for me, growing harder in my pants and straining against the material. I sat there and didn’t move. I didn’t want to make the first move or give an answer. I didn’t know what the right thing to do in this moment would be. Ron’s one of my best friends, but he did give his blessing. It’s not like he wouldn’t be there or this would occur behind his back – it was purely consensual.

Danielle leaned forward and stopped a breath away from me and stared into my eyes. I could feel her waiting for a protest, but I didn’t give one. She placed her hands on my knees; I could feel the warmth of her skin as she kissed me. Her lips were warm and soft, and she tasted like strawberry lip gloss. I didn’t touch her back. I needed to know Ron was okay with this, that he sanctioned it.

I heard Ron in the room and opened my eyes to see what he was doing. He touched Danielle’s shoulders and started to kneel down next to her. He looked at me and nodded his head, giving me the sign of approval before kissing her on the sweet spot where her neck meets her shoulder. Her body shook, almost convulsing, from the sensation. Her hands slid across my pants and stopped at my thighs. She squeezed my legs, gripping tightly as her kiss grew more intense. I no longer wanted to be a passive participant; I wanted to be the aggressor. I wanted her since the moment I saw her.

I ran my hands across the skin of her arms towards her shoulders and placed my hand against the back of her neck. Kissing her was too intimate and personal, and all I wanted was to be buried inside of her. She wasn’t mine to kiss or linger but to use enjoy and leave. I lightly pulled her hair downward breaking the kiss and exposing her neck to me. I kissed her perfume infused skin and could feel her pulse vibrating beneath my lips - it felt like the vibration of music coursing through her veins.

Her hand touched my cock and palmed me through the cloth. I moaned wanting to feel her skin against mine. Her shirt hit my chin as I licked her throat. Ron pulled her shirt, and I moved, allowing him to remove it. He unhooked her bra, and I slid the tiny straps down her arms exposing her breasts. She didn’t have large ones but small beautiful tits. I ignored Ron and whatever he was doing from behind. I wanted to see her face and look into her eyes. She was too pretty not to look at.

I returned to my pursuit of her flesh needing to work my way down to her breasts. I placed my hands against her ribs and moved them slowly up her skin, stopping just below her breast, and grazed her nipple with my thumbs. She shuddered and moaned, squeezing my cock in her hand. I leaned forward licking a trail with my tongue down to her nipple and sucked it into my mouth. I flicked it with my tongue before dragging my teeth across it.

Her body shifted as she rose slightly, and my mouth instantly felt the loss. Ron pulled off her skirt while she adjusted to make the transition easier. She didn’t have panties on underneath, and her mound was completely bare. Ron pulled her backwards and leaned over her face, kissing her deeply and filled with passion. She stretched out her legs granting me full access to her body.

I ran my fingertips over her skin from her shoulders down to her knees. I could see tiny goose bumps form as she reached up and grabbed Ron’s face, holding him to her like a lifeline. I leaned forward and laid my tongue against her flesh moving it slowly. I could taste her, and the sweet tang of her pussy danced across my tongue. I laved her flesh with my flat tongue, soaking up every drop. I grabbed her ass and tipped her hips wanting to get deeper. I could feel her wetness dripping down her ass and onto my fingers.

I sucked her into my mouth running my tongue across her swollen clit. She pushed herself on my lips, grinding against my face. I squeezed her ass and dug my fingers into her skin. I sucked and licked until I felt her body shake from pleasure.

I couldn’t wait any longer – my cock ached, and I needed to be inside her. I let go of her skin as she bucked not wanting me to stop. She sat up slowly and moved to face Ron as I unzipped my pants and pulled off my shirt. Ron laid her down on the floor and unzipped his pants releasing his cock. He held her legs in the air, and he pushed himself into her already lubed pussy. She reached up in search of me. I pushed my cock forward giving her something to hold on to. She eyed my cock, surprised by the size. She was used to Ron’s size, but I knew she had to see plenty of cocks in her twenty something years.

I leaned forward wanting to feel her soft tongue and warm mouth on my cock. Her lips parted, and she sucked me in, taking all of me. My cock hit the back of her throat, and she didn’t even gag. She cradled my balls, and she worked my shaft in and out of her mouth. I pumped my hips forward and back, controlling the speed and the depth. I didn’t want to come, not yet at least. I watched as Ron’s cock disappeared inside of her wet core. Her mouth did amazing things, but I wanted to feel her insides.

I waited patiently, watching the scene before me, trying to hold out for my turn. It felt like an eternity waiting for Ron to switch and give me my just reward. We never did sloppy seconds. He liked blow jobs more than pussy, and I knew that’s how he’d finish. He didn’t want her to swallow my come and claim her mouth in that way.