The World of Cherry (7 page)

“
I'm married, happily, for many years
.
” Marina gives a nervous confession to scantily clad Nixie
.“
My girlfriends are very bad women. I love them, don't get me wrong, but this lesbo thing is way out of hand
.
”

“
You never got it on with them
?
” Nixie shudders to think.

“
Me? No! I think they both need an intervention, some type of therapy
.
” Marina is buzzed, confiding
,“
Between you and me, Nixie, I think they are sex addicts
.
”

“
Really
?
” Nixie curls her lips, listening to the rant of a sexually deprived woman
.“
And that's bad, being addicted to sex
?
”

“
Yes! Sex has its place, but not here in a club
.
”

“
Where and how is sex okay
?
” Nixie leans back, enjoying Marina's nervousness. The attraction between them is palpable.

The closet case rambles on
,“
At home, in private, between a man and a woman
.
”

“
Does that mean you won't fuck me
?
” For a moment, Nixie pretends to be serious. She knows damn well Marina will have her thighs spread wide before the evening is done
.“
You won't let me have you because I'm female
?
”

“
I won't let you have me because I'm
married
. Are we on the same page? Speaking the same language
?
”

“
Perfectly. What should we do then? I'm your birthday gift but it seems you are sending me back. Is that the case
?
”

“
Please don't take offense. I truly don't want to be rude
.
”

“
Marina, there's nothing wrong with talking with me. We can enjoy each othe
r’
s company with our clothes on
.
”

“
We can? I mean, yes, we can. I like talking with you, Nixie
.
”

Nixie pours the last drops of the champagne bottle in Marina's glass saying
,“
I'm glad. How did you like watching me on stage
?
”

Marina's nervous twitch takes hold
.“
That was, you know, you're a very good dancer. You've obviously taken ballet
.
”

“
No, not a day of ballet training. I've taken instruction on the pole and the chair, but that's it. Must be the Latin genes. My hips move and I can't stop them once they start
.
”

One gulp and the champagne is history. Marina searches for more topics, but can only come out with
,“
Do you eat meat? With your perfect figure I thought maybe you're a vegetarian
.
”

“
Oh, I eat plenty of meat. Never spent a day in my life as a veg head and don't plan on it either
.
” Nixie moves closer to Marina, letting her plump, red lips softly wisp on her earlobe
.“
Will you do me a favor, Marina
?
” Nixie turns Marina's seat to face hers, and gazes into her avoidance
.“
I want you to close your eyes
.
”

“
Here? Now? No, no, not comfortable with that. A little dizzy from all the drink
.
”

“
Marina, shhh, relax. Close your eyes. I want to tell you a story
.
”

“
A story? About what
?
” Marina realizes her tight dress is revealing her panties. She grabs the hem to regain her decency but Nixie stops her
.“
A story about a woman who gets locked inside a nightclub, only it's really hell because there's one person stuck inside there with her, and it's a chick, a super-hot chick, wh
o’
s horny
.
”

“
Interesting. Is this an autobiographical tale
?
”

“
It could be
.
” Nixie casually drops her hands on Marina's knees, before they are politely removed
.“
So, this super-hot chick, all she wants to do is dance naked from the stage, just for her, and only her
.
”

Surprisingly, Marina has interest
.“
So why is that hell
?
”

“
Because she knows she'll eventually give in, and let the dancer have her. She's afraid of what she might feel
.
”

“
Nonsense. She's afraid because it's not normal to want to do that
.
”

“
Do what? Dance
?
”

“
To do naked things in front of strangers
,
” Marina clarifies.

“
If you want to hear the story you need to close your eyes, like I asked
.
” Nixie has her, and Marina closes her eyes
.“
Imagine being alone in here with me, the crowd around us gone. The room is dark with a soft spotlight on the stage, where I am dancing, only wearing panties and heels. Want me to continue
?
”
“
Sure
,
” is Marina's simple reply.

“
I'm down on my knees, reaching out for you with a simple request. Come up on the stage for one dance, just one, but you can't fight me. You must let yourself dance hip to hip and let me hold your ass in my hands, and press my breasts on yours. You can't push me away for kissing your neck, your chest, your face. For one dance you have to agree to let me touch you anywhere I want and all you have to do is go with it. Do you see yourself ascending the stairs? Can you feel my hands on your shoulders, moving down your arms, holding your hands
?
” Nixie lays her hands on the married woman's knees once again and this time they are not removed.

I know Veronica well. She started at Diamond level and has never downgraded, just like me. She's been married many times and I admire how she deals with being in the close
t—
she's never been into men, and for personal reasons can't come out fully and dismiss them from her life completely. She's good at being the wife, the mature woman of stature, a mother to her spoiled children and stepchildren. Veronica is a master at being the family anchor to a power player, handling her side of the marital contract like a pro as the one who sends seasonal cards in a timely fashion, attends both business and school events, donates large funds to different organizations and manages a household staff. She's the perfect wife to a CEO because she doesn't care how many mistresses he has, as long as she is allowed to have hers. Since I only service the Diamond members, Veronica and I have made love with each other more than a dozen times, but tonight she is changing the situation quite a bit. Her new stepdaughter, a pretty little redhead named Allison, is her guest celebrating her 18
th
birthday. Veronica sent me a note when she arrived stating only thi
s—
Allison is a virgin. I almost creamed down my thighs reading this, as I love being the first to take a young woman almost as much as I love inaugurating older ladies into lesbian sex. I can't wait to be the first to penetrate her virgin hole with my little finger. I'll be good to her as I am with all the members, but this one will get rocked in my arms and petted and soothed with kisses and soft touches before I show her what it means to be a sexual young woman.

I wait for Veronica and Allison to enter. Wearing my thigh high boots, stockings and diamond studded leather thong and bra, I perch on the edge of the red velvet couch, legs closed for now. 

Veronica comes in first, holding her step-daughter's hand
,“
This is Eternity, Allison
.
”

“
Hi, yes, we kind of already met while you were dancing
,
” Allison says shyly. An hour ago I danced for them, flirting with the teen birthday girl, which is when Veronica surprised Allison with the news of her gift. Of course, Allison was the typical eighteen year old, blushing, laughing, telling her stepmother she's crazy and weird, disbelieving she was telling the truth. When Allison first got wind of Veronica's plans to take her here, she really had no idea what she was going to see or experience. How could she? Veronica has brought only a few of her long list of stepdaughters, the ones she especially liked, and the ones she thought would appreciate it. She's never brought her own daughter here, as she doesn't see it as appropriate. Veronica's sexual needs are hers alone and she has no interest in meddling in the physical desires of her kids. She has a feeling about Allison, that this is what she wants
.“
Allison has been curiously chatting with her girlfriends about sex with boys, older men and wondering what it would be like to make out with a girl, yet sh
e’
s too afraid to experiment
,
” Veronica whispered to me earlier in the ladies room. I told her to tell Allison it is fine if she and I simply talk and do nothing more. Allison probably thinks we're going to have Shirley Temples and giggle over silly topics. Veronica takes a seat near the couch and prepares to watch what will inevitably be a wonderful experience for us all. Allison is awkward, blushing at the sight of me.

“
Hi Allison. How are you? You look gorgeous and edible. Did your step-mother give you that dress for your birthday? It looks sensational on you
.
”

“
Thanks. This was the gown from my senior winter formal. It's six months old already
.
”

“
How nice you're getting a second use out of it
.
” I extend a hand to Allison, wanting her next to me
.“
Most gowns only get worn once before being tossed out
.
”

“
It's amazing she's so thrifty, considering the money her father has. I love how conscientious she is
.
”

“
Adorable, really
,
” I agree with Veronica while seating Allison at my side.

“
You two are too much
,
” Allison rolls her eyes
.“
Who cares about this dress anyway
?
”

“
Good question, Allison, because honestly, I'd prefer you not be in the dress at all
.
” I knew this would cause a moment of tension and surprise but it had to be said.

“
Really? What should I be wearing
?
”

“
Let me see your pretty face
,
” I tell her, caressing her shoulders and arms as she looks at me. Her smile is natural and her skin is flawless, but what melts me the most is her sincere shyness.  She's not looking to run out or clawing away from me like a terrified cat.  This girl is open to touch, but it's still too soon to kiss.  She quivers under my gaze, glancing at my hands on her arms, tracing her fingers, palms, wrists. Her
dé
colle
t
é is pristine with youth, and I spend time there before daring to move onto her cleavage
.“
How does this feel
?
” I ask, her eyes darting from me to Veronica.

“
It feels okay. Why are you doing this to me, though? Mom? Why do you want me to do this
?
” Allison makes me pause.

“
I'm not doing anything, honey. Eternity is the one with the gift. As my new and beautiful stepdaughter, I want you to experience the greatest thing in the world, and that is the affections of a woman
.
” Veronica crosses and uncrosses her legs, wanting to keep things moving forward
.“
And it doesn't get any better than this, I promise you. Do you not feel right about it
?
”

“
Uh, no, I mean, a few of my girlfriends have fooled around with each other, mostly in drunken threesomes with a guy. We talk about it
.
”

“
Oh, I know. I've heard. You don't just talk, you fantasize
,
” she reminds her
.“
I'd hate for that to be the way you experience female sex for the first time. I'd rather you set your standards high from the start, which will also reduce the risk of sloppy, drunk, meaningless romps
.
”

“
Mother, I wouldn't do that. I'm too young to drink anyway
.
”

“
Yes, you are my good girl
.
” Veronica offers the wink of a proud mother
.“
Do you want her to continue
?
” Mother always knows best how to lead in the right direction
.“
If not, it's perfectly okay, baby girl. We can hang out at our table and watch the rest of the performances. We'll have a great time either way
.
”

Allison is silent, unsure, so I speak up
,“
Allison, what's your favorite body part to be touched
?
”

She points to her neck
.“
That's my favorite, too
.
” I caress her with my long fingernails, trailing back and forth between her bare shoulders. She likes this, closing her eyes to feel my caresses.

She's receptive when I sense she wants tiny kisses on her neck, too, and my heart flutters. Licking my lips, I sample her skin with my mouth and it is delicious, so soft and young. What gets me off more is she'll always remember this, and what female flesh feels like. I want every touch to be meaningfu
l—
trusting me is essential for her to be present in both body and mind
.“
Allison, how old were you when you had your first orgasm
?
”

“
Twelve. Maybe thirteen, I don't remember
.
”

“
By your own hand or something else
?
”

“
My own hand. Sorry, mom, you probably shouldn't listen to this
,
” Allison confesses.

“
Please, baby, I still masturbate on occasion to the memory of my first solo time. Under a bathtub faucet with fast running, warm water. My whole body shook for what felt like an hour afterward
,
” Veronica reveals, getting restless in her chair
.“
Feel free to share more
.
”

“
Were you in the shower, too
?
” I inquire.

“
No, in my bed. It was the first time I let myself go all the way. I was so scared and had no idea what to expect
.
”

“
Of course not. How could you
?
” I continue to kiss her neck, carefully adding in more areas of her bod
y—
shoulders, arms, the curve of her spine.

“
I often think I'm crazy for liking certain things, and I shouldn't be fantasizing either
.
”

“
Why do you say that? There's nothing wrong with fantasy and erotic imaginings
,
” I confirm, this time my hands have made their way to her cupcake-sized breasts, perfect to hold.

“
I was fantasizing about being in a gang bang
.
”

This reveal garners a gasp and then applause from Veronica
.“
Good for you, baby girl. I admire your boldness
.
”

“
It didn't feel bold, though, it was just totally forbidden. It was only women, too, and no one knew each other before being naked on a Persian rug
.
”

“
Nice
,
” I purr, getting her nipples placed between my fingers
,“
and were they older or younger
?
”

“
A mix of both and some were kissing, or giving massages. A few women were fucking on the floor
.
”

“
Wow, honey, sounds like my fantasies, too
.
” Veronica is overheating, not being able to touch herself at the moment. She was not expecting to be turned on and I know her to be too decent of a person to go for it now. This isn't about her, well, not completely. She can masturbate to the memory later.

“
It was hot watching these women. Their desire for each other was intense. One woman was eating another woman's pussy like it was five star dining
.
”

“
Well, it is gourmet, if you have the right chemistry
.
” Allison squirms at the tickle and sensation of my nipple pinching play.

“
I can feel that all the way down to my clit
.
” Allison lays her head back on my chest. Finally, a sign I'm free to do what I want.

The room gets very silent and that's precisely the type of tension I do my best work in.  She lets me roll the top of her dress down off her shoulders, and I take it even further, past her breasts. Without a bra her peach blossom tits perk up, nipples erecting. I journey to them, offering kisses and flutter licks from her neck, down her chest to her bosom. She responds favorably to the warmth of my mouth on her nipples as well as my hands teasing her belly, threatening to move lower to her nearly hairless patch. She is breathless with anticipation so I ease up, ever so lovingly, bringing her beautiful back onto my stomach, legs wrapping around her hips from behind. Hands continuing to tease the flatness of her belly, I reach the ultimate destination. She's small and I assume very, very tight. I proceed with the utmost care, and her hand only tries to stop my progress once before her sweet young, red-haired pussy lips are landed upon.

Veronica is pleased, giving me the nod of approval. A few more delicious moments are spent tracing Allison's body before I lay her down. Her skin is mine and I slather it with light kissing, getting more involved as I get closer to her jewel. I want to penetrate the shit out of it, but there is no way she can handle that. Being slow and gentle is my only choice, and I play softly until I hear her excited moans as I fully suck on her breasts. Her body moves with every twirl of my tongue, back arching as I give little bites to the nipple
s
’ tips. I'm not asking any more questions, because I'm in charge of her destiny now. Keeping her breasts in my hands, I start the descent, hungrier and hungrier. She responds strongly to my kissing between her hip bones, and likes it even more when I continue down the path to her clit.