Club Duo #3: Laura (BBW Interracial Menage)

Table of Contents

Title Page

Copyright Warning

Chapter One

Chapter Two

Chapter Three

Chapter Four

ABOUT THE AUTHOR

CLUB DUO:

LAURA

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Published By

Kitty Bush

Club Duo: Laura

Copyright © 2013 by Kitty Bush

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Chapter One

Laura skipped down the hall with excitement buzzing in her veins. She knew who she was looking for. Big, strong Kevin Knight—aka Mr. Personal Fitness—or in her universe, he was Mr. Muscles. He was also the biggest man she’d ever seen. Though at only five-foot-two, a whole bunch of people were a lot taller than her.

Laughter drifted from one of the rooms she passed. This was a place to have fun. She liked that. Her eighteenth birthday had been ignored by her family, and only her friends had been kind enough to help her celebrate.

She’d grown with some strange parents but also with an amazing grandmother who’d taught her to be whoever she wanted. It was her parents’ constant talk of right and wrong that managed to drive her crazy. No one in her family, other than her grandmother, would be caught dead at Club Duo—the hottest sex club in Red Woods aka small town nowhere. Oh well, more fun for her.

She wasn’t kidding herself. She’d come to the club on a mission. She knew Mr. Muscles hung out there. And damn it all to hell, she wanted him. He’d flirted with her every time she put on her booty shorts and wiggled her ass when they’d played dodge ball at gym class. It drove her nuts that he’d never done anything about the sexual tension between them.

She ran her fingers over the velvety wallpaper lining the hall. Large double doors stood at the end. Curiosity more than grew inside her with each step. Her heart raced. With a quick inhale she turned the knobs with sweaty hands.

A massive, two-story library filled the large room.

“Wow.” Laura’s heels clinked on the shiny wooden floor, bringing her closer and closer to the masses of books. A large painting—a threesome with a woman giving one man oral while getting fucked from behind by another—sat over a stone fireplace. She giggled. “Alrighty then. She’s having some fun.”

“Everyone is having fun here.”

She whipped around to find two men at the entrance. One shut the door while the other, whom she recognized as the man of her dreams, spoke.

He strode purposely toward her. “I don’t recall minors being allowed in this place.”

“I’m eighteen. So, no longer a minor.” She lifted her chin.

Mr. Muscles’ dark brown eyes caressed her body boldly, roaming down her strapless dress. Her breasts were almost hanging out of her dress. The moment his gaze latched on to the sight, his eyes darkened. Lust.

A slow smile lifted the side of his full lips. “You have the body of a woman.”

“I am a woman.”

“We’ll see.” His gaze traveled further, down her small waist to the flare of her large hips. “Your body’s perfect for sharing.”

She blinked. “Sharing?” She gulped. She’d never been shared before.

He moved closer. The other guy stood by the door, watching. Mr. Muscles’ lightly tanned skin glowed under the gold of the chandelier. Another step and he was crowding. His much larger body and the warmth he emanated drew her in.

Her gaze trailed up, over the tight, white T-shirt hugging those large muscles. Screw waiting. She lifted a hand to his abs. Rock hard muscle shifted under her fingertips.

“God, you’re hard.” She glanced up, meeting his gaze.

He grabbed her other hand, brought it up to his lips, placing a slow kiss at her palm. Then he moved it down to cup his erection. “Yes, I am. Real hard.”

She sucked air in. “What should we do about that?”

Arousal sparkled in his eyes. “Depends if you are willing to play with both of us.”

She glanced over to the man slowly walking toward them. A slimmer, yet still muscular, handsome guy headed for her. His smile lit up his entire face. If it were her choice she’d gladly play with both. Hell, he was just as hot as Mr. Muscles, but in a softer boy-next-door way.

“Is this about sharing your toys?” She grinned.

“No. It’s about sharing the pleasure.” Mr. Muscles replied.

“How do we know your friend likes girls like me?” She stared straight at the gorgeous man who she’d swear could be a model for any magazine. She’d already known Mr. Muscles wanted her. Now she had him here, and he and that other sexy guy appeared to want to lose all inhibitions.

“His friend,” Sexy guy answered, “loves women with curves. He likes to suck caramel skin and to lick on beautiful Latin pussy.”

Her throat went dry. She had caramel skin and was Latin. And if he was ready to play, then fuck it all, so was she.

Mr. Muscles pulled her closer to him, rubbing his body over her softer one. The bar of his cock poked at her belly. Her pussy quivered and wetness pooled at her panties.

“I’ve been wanting you for months, little one.” His voice was low, rough, and incredibly sexy.

“I’ve been wanting you all year.” She trailed her hands under his shirt, to feel the hot muscles under her palms.

He cupped her face and brought his head down to kiss her. Finally. Arousal grew with each breath. Their lips met and sparks flew. He took his time savoring her mouth. Like she was expensive wine and he wanted to enjoy every taste. Her tongue darted to meet his in a sensual exploration.

Sexy Man caressed her from behind. His hand slid down her back, gathering the material of her skirt and bunching it up at the waist. He moved lower to pull down her tiny panties, dragging them down her legs. Mr. Muscles continued drawing her to play with his tongue. Darting and retreating in her mouth, he became demanding with the oral assault.

Soft kisses rained on her backside from Sexy Man’s mouth. He squeezed her round ass and patted her cheeks.

“So hot.” He muttered.

His hand moved between her legs, rubbing between her slick pussy lips. “Fuck, and she’s wet. Really wet.” He pierced her cunt with a finger, slowly drawing circles around the entrance to her pussy and then delving further into her channel. Her muscles flexed around his digits.

“I want to fuck her,” he groaned. “Her pussy just tightened around my fingers. I bet she’s gonna feel nice and tight around my cock.”

She mewled. Her body heated with how excited he sounded at the prospect of being inside her. She raked her nails down Mr. Muscles’ chest, pinching his nipples in the process.

He jerked back and groaned. “Little one wants to play with the big boys.”

“I do. I want to get fucked by the big boys.” She sucked the finger he rubbed over her bottom lip into her mouth and curled her tongue over it.

Mr. Muscles pushed the top of her strapless dress down. Her breasts popped out of the restraint. Her nipples hardened instantly. His hot penetrating gaze made more moisture drip from her cunt.

He brought his head down and kissed her collarbone. Then he covered her tits with his palms.

“Perfect.” He filled his palms with her breasts, thumbing her nipples. Pleasure bloomed as he massaged her tits in his grasp.

Sexy Man kissed her ass multiple times. He squeezed hard at her cheeks, and then pulled them apart to lick at her pucker. “She tastes fucking sweet.”

Mr. Muscles sucked one of her tight nipples into his lips.

She shoved her chest out, pushing her tit further into his mouth. “
Yesss.
”

His sucks, combined with Sexy Man’s finger fucking and ass licking, heated her to the core. She rocked her hips over Sexy Man’s fingers, looking for deeper penetration.

Mr. Muscles bit down on her nipple. Her breath froze. She moaned and groaned as he moved on to lavish the same torture to her other one. He squeezed her breasts in his grasp. With each suck or bite, her pussy fluttered around Sexy Man’s digits.

“Yes, little one.” Mr. Muscles urged when she panted and rocked her hips harder on Sexy Man’s hands. “Let him fuck you with his fingers while I devour these tits. I’ve been wanting a taste of them and your pussy for a while.”

She twined her fingers into his hair and pulled his head back to her breast. Each suck felt like a direct pull on her clit.

“Oh god. Oh yes!”

Wild fire spread in her veins as tension tightened to a painful degree. Sexy Man wiggled a finger into her ass and added a third finger into her cunt.

He kissed her cheeks repeatedly. “Your pussy’s so slick and hot.”

She groaned.

“That’s right. Moan for me.” Mr. Muscles pulled back. He bit down on her nipple.

“Yes yes! Do it harder,” she ordered.

He bit down on the little nubs again. Harder this time. Pleasure blasted and cascaded through her.

“Oh my god!”

Her body shook with the force of her orgasm. Sexy Man was finger fucking her pussy with quick moves. Her pussy gripped his fingers and sucked them as tremors overtook her.

“Jesus, she’s a hot one.”

Mr. Muscles continued licking and sucking one nipple then the other while watching her come. Her lids lowered to half-mast. She was panting and trying to catch her breath. The men helped her stay upright.

They stripped her and sat her on top of a large oak desk. She couldn’t find it in her to feel bad fucking on the expensive looking wood. Her pussy didn’t care about that. Mr. Muscles and Sexy Man stripped as well. Then Mr. Muscles got on his knees on the desk next to her.

She watched his large cock bob by her face. A quick glance up and he was watching her tits bounce with each of her hard breaths.

“Suck my dick. My friend will eat your pussy while you do.”

She lifted his heavy cock in her grasp and jerked. His dark shaft went against the paleness of his skin. Pre-cum gathered at the head of his cock.

“Lick it,” he ordered.

She met his gaze and kept them connected while she swiped her tongue over his cock, slowly working his large steel shaft into her mouth.

“Mmm,” he moaned.

Sexy Man pulled up a chair and sat down in between her legs. His cool lips nuzzled her clit. He ran his wet tongue around her pussy lips and into her slick sex. “Fuck, I knew you’d taste good.”

His enthusiasm spiked her enjoyment.

Mr. Muscles ran his fingers into her hair. “You’re good at sucking dick. I bet you’ll be good at getting fucked too.”

She moaned. Sexy Man was driving his tongue in and out of her cunt. His quick lapping of her juices made her nipples tighten. He must have read her mind because he continued licking her pussy but reached up and started squeezing her nipples.

“Fuck, little one. Your mouth is so tight.” Mr. Muscles groaned. “I can’t help myself.”

He started thrusting harder and faster into her mouth. Keeping a tight grip on her hair to hold her in place, he drove his cock far into her mouth until he was hitting the back of her throat.

Chapter Two

Sexy Man’s fondling of her tits turned harsher. His pinching of her nipples turned rougher. Her belly quivered with each lick and suck of her cunt. She rocked her pussy closer to his face and her head continued to bob over Mr. Muscles’ large cock.

“Yeah, preciosa. Take me my cock. You’re so good.
Ahhh
.” He groaned and hit the back of her throat and her gag reflex. “Fuck baby. Yeah. Deep throat me.”

She couldn’t speak, but her body was on fire from the small bites on her clit. She started to jerk the closer she got to coming.

“I’m going to make you pussy come all over my mouth. And I’m going to lick up every ounce of cream you drop on my tongue,” Sexy Man said.

She whimpered around Mr. Muscles cock. Every lick and suck on her cunt pushed her closer to the edge.

“Oh baby. Oh yeah. Oh fuck.” Mr. Muscles tensed. “I’m coming, little one. Open your lips and jerk me.”

She pulled him out of her mouth and jerked his cock hard. Pain radiated in her skull from his tight grip on her hair. Streams of white hot cum landed on her lips and crawled down to her neck. She milked his cock over her tits, lifting a hand to pinch at her cum covered nipples.