Pandora's Box

[mytasteislikecandy]

Kyla

IC:

I looked myself over once again, nervousness causing my hands to shake as I smoothed my black dress over my hips. My black hair was twisted up in an elegant french twist, and my makeup was exact--my eyes dark and smoky, lips natural and glossy. The little dress I had on was strapless, and my C cup breasts were pushed up and out by the gorgeous lace bra I had on. The dress hugged my small waist and then draped down over my full hips, clinging to my ass before stopping just above my knees. I had on ankle strap heels, my burgundy-painted toenails just peeking out of the front of the sexy stilettos.

I couldn't believe I was going to go through with this. I'd found the little business card quite by accident at my office, after a rather important client had left a few days before. The card was bright red and had the words "Pandora's Box" embossed on it in white letters. On the back of the card was only an address and a phone number. Someone, my client perhaps, had scrawled the word "Temptation" underneath the typing. I'd tucked the card into my purse and forgotten about it, until tonight that was. As I was pulling my wallet out, the card had slipped from my bag and onto the table. Picking it up, I'd turned it over and over in my hands, contemplating. Finally, I'd grabbed my phone and dialed. A woman's husky voice had answered, and I'd nervously asked her about the card I held in my hand. She'd told me it was a private club, and that in order to learn more, I would have to come down. I'd only need the password. Then she hung up.

Staring at the shiny red rectangle, I'd decided what the hell. I could use some excitement. And if I didn't like the place, well, I could just leave. I was 26, single, and lived alone in New York City. It wasn't that I wasn't a pretty girl. Hell, being Puerto Rican definitely had it's advantages. I was just too picky. Men were bastards, and I'd given up on them a long time ago. Now it was me, my thriving design business, and my trusty vibrator. Who needed a man, right? But sometimes, late at night, I felt something was missing. And, now, holding the card in my palm, I thought maybe, just maybe, whatever was missing was at this club....Pandora's Box.

OOC:

Ok...Now I need some players...patrons of the bar, managers, bartenders...and the client that "accidentally" left the card for Kyla to find.

 

[calamityskald]

melissa

i sit in the corner nursing my first drink, watching and waiting for someone interesting to walk in and make it worth coming. so far it's been pretty dead here tonight. though when i'm here, there's usually something to keep me entertained.

not like i come in here all the time, even though one of my girlfriends from college owns the place. every now and then i pop in when i'm bored. and naturally, i'm always on the guest list. it's no wonder when you consider how stunning i am.

soft, perfectly black hair falls past my milky-white shoulders and ends draped languidly in my cleavage. my c-cup breasts pressed neatly together in my tight, low-cut, short sleeve shirt, the same bright, inviting red as my lipstick, and, unbeknownst to everyone but myself, my panties. the lower half of my almost-plump curvaceous thighs shows pure white between my skimpy black vinyl skirt and the tops of my knee-high boots.

i own this place every time i do come. most of these people, male and female, want me right now, i can tell, though tonight i could care less, strangely enough. my brilliant green eyes scan the room blithely. noone interests me tonight, yet anyway...

 

[patrick1]

The grey-haired man looks up briefly from his book. He smiles, though he has melancholy eyes. Melissa, along the bar, has been trying to peek at the title of the book he's reading, but the cover is swathed in crinkled brown paper. Yet he seems to lack shame about whatever it is he's poring over, between sips of some rich fruity drink.

'Same again,' he says to the barman, in a slightly faded English accent, marking his place in the book with a small rectangular piece of card as he turns to squint at the faces in the half-light of the bar...

 

[calamityskald]

melissa

i notice a discrete older chap down the bar reading a book. succumbing to a nosy habit, i crane my long gorgeous neck quizzically, trying to see the cover. i see him look up quickly, but we don't make eye contact. heheh, he thinks i'm looking at him, poor thing. i smile and lean back, stretching my legs. i must admit i can be a bit of a tease sometimes. hmm, no i'm a big fucking tease, and why not? i'm teasing the whole bar right now with my sleek, cat-like form and daunting half-smile, smoldering with supreme confidence at the center of my charming, shapely features. but i remain still until i spot the prey. that's me. i keep waiting, cause i know i can get the best, and that's usually at least pretty good at this exclusive venue.

 

[mytasteislikecandy]

Kyla:

I stare at the nondescript front of the bar from the window of the cab. I don't know how long I sat there, but the driver eventually asked, "Is this the right place, miss? Or...?"

I just nod and hand him the fare plus a nice tip. Opening the door, I step out onto the street, and up onto the sidewalk. When I hear the cab leave, I know that there's no turning back. Glancing at the card one more time, I go to the door and press the red button, and wait.

The door swings open to admit me, and nervously, I enter. The hall is dark and I can smell incense and some other odd scent that I cannot identify. As my eyes adjust to the dim room, I see a table sat up and two burly men guarding it. Tentatively, I approached it.

When I was within their sight, the man on the left looked up at me. Our eyes locked and I was speechless. He was about 6'4, and very well built. He was black, and his hair was braided back tightly against his head. However, his eyes were grey, and very piercing.

"Password?" he asked, looking me up and down.

"Ummm," I faltered, but my eyes found the red card and the word scrawled there, "ummm, temptation."

He nods and the man on the right lifted a box from the table. Opening it, I see three items. A silver flask, a small, silver ring box, and a silver vial with a black lid and a tiny spoon hanging from it.

"In order to continue, you must choose." The black man said, motioning to the open box. I looked at him, and he just pointed to the three items again. I weighed my options and picked the flask. The other man lifted the bottle from the red-satin lined box and unscrewed the top. Offering it to me, I hesitantly placed it on my lips, and then said, "Well, here goes nothing." I tossed my head back, and the liquid burned as it filled my mouth and trickled down my throat. I gasped, and dropped the flask, my breath ragged as I tried to gain control of my breathing. The men just watched as I struggled to get my composure back. Once I straightened up, they both smiled at me.

"Enjoy your night, and remember "temptation". It's the whole basis of Pandora's Box." The black man took my hand and kissed it, before guiding me out of the hall and into the first room of the club.

 

[calamityskald]

melissa

it doesn't take long for things to get going, as i shortly spy the doorman coming through the big double doors from the main hall with quite a nice specimen in tow. a new face, hmh, and quite a lovely one. this chick has deep tender dark eyes i wanna catch. i linger for a sweet moment, then my eyes fall to her fit and curvaceous, soft brown legs and stiletto heels. mmm, nice. i hope she's into girls, but that's irrellevant. i know temptation will provide.

i'm going to make her aquaintance pretty soon, but i'm still waiting for the right opportunity. i yawn and shift deceptively.

 

[mytasteislikecandy]

Kyla:

I stand in the first room of the club and gaze around. It's painted all black, with animal prints and red being the accents. Low couches in leopard spots and tiger stripes are situated in a circular shape in the middle of the room. A small dance floor is in the middle of the couches, and I can see people sitting there, some alone, others with a partner. A long bar runs the length of the whole room, and men dressed only in tight boxer briefs and lots of oil serve drinks to the few patrons milling around the bar area. Waitresses, females dressed only in negligees or other lingerie work their way around the room, offering drinks to all the other customers.

The music is a sensual R & B, lots of sexual lyrics, and a slow grinding beat. I walk to the bar, and when one of the barmen notice me, I ask for a Tanqueray and tonic. He smiles and slides me my drink quickly, the glass already cold and filled to the top.

"First timers get drinks for free," he says, eyeing me up and down.

"How'd you know?" I ask, nervously wiping my palms on my dress.

He grins and just winks at me, before turning away to help the next guest.

I make my way to the area of couches and spot one with only one person on it. It's another woman, and feeling relatively safe, I approach her.

"May I sit here?" I ask, looking the gorgeous woman in the eyes.

 

[calamityskald]

melissa

the sexy newcomer struts over to the bar, full hips swaying. ooh, i want her next to me. she's coming my way, free drink in hand. wow, already? i don't know my own strength. yes, she's definitely headed toward me, there's no one else near me. a sweet chill of pure anticipatory pleasure runs through me. my mouth waters, i'm ready to pounce.

as she approaches, i'm surprised at how young she looks. ooh, yes, she looks better and better as i see more. i'm impressed at her courage, no one else has dared approach me yet. she seems strangely innocent and aggressive at the same time. is she about to pounce on *me*? my pulse quickens, this is it.

she looks me right in the eyes and casually inquires "may i sit here?" it takes me a second to respond because her eyes have caught me. i reply, still looking straight in her gorgeous, dark almost black eyes, "sure" and smile sultrily.

incredible pleasure and strange new fear are coursing through me. i've never felt like this before, is this what love is like? i fight to stay cool and in control. i look away for a second and pretend to be scanning the room again. then back. now i'm ready to go "my name's melissa" i say and offer my hand and return to her eyes. they're so beautiful.

 

[mytasteislikecandy]

Kyla:

"Hi, I'm Kyla." I say, taking her hand in mine. I sit down beside her, crossing my legs. I tug at the hem of my skirt as it slides up my thighs, exposing more than I want. I sip my drink and look around the room again, then my gaze wanders back to her. She seems so at ease, and I'm more nervous than I've ever been before.

I sense movement on the dance floor, and I look up to see that a couple has begun to dance there. At first, I think it'll be just a normal dance, then I realize there's more to this than I think. The couple is touching and stroking and kissing, right there in front of everyone. His hands cup her breasts, and she arches her back, baring her cleavage for him. He nuzzles his face between her huge breasts and then tugs her dress down so that she is naked on the top. I gasp as he begins suckling her nipples. Looking over at Melissa, I see she's watching as if nothing unusual is happening in front of us.

I feel myself getting aroused as the couple's sex begins to grow more and more intimate. She now has one leg wrapped around his waist, and you can see where his hand disappears under her skirt. I shift nervously and glance at Melissa again. Wow, she was really pretty. I'd never noticed women like this before, but something about the atmosphere and possibly the strange concoction I'd swallowed earlier was making me more aware of everything around me. Casually, I stroked my thigh, making myself grow a bit damper between my legs. I didn't know what I needed, but I knew I needed something.

 

[calamityskald]

melissa

kyla and i sit silently for a while, i'm stealing glances at my lovely new friend when she looks away. suddenly she seems shocked and lets out an immeasureably cute little gasp. i'm confused for a moment, then i follow her gaze to a couple on the dance floor. ohh, she's never seen this before, i conclude, satisfied. she really is innocent. i want her so bad. what's this? her little hand is stroking the inside of her soft brown thigh. i sense she won't fight the charms of temptation for long. i scoot in closer to her.

i attempt to redirect her attention."it's your first time here?" i ask, inviting the answer, ever so obvious.

 

[mytasteislikecandy]

Kyla:

"Yes, it is," I stammer, moving my hand quickly away from my leg. I grip my drink in both hands and then take a long sip, needing something to get my mind off my now soaked panties. "I found this card, and here I am. I don't know what to expect." My eyes flicker back to the couple. She now has both legs around his waist, and her skirt is up around her waist. I can see his cock is out and about to penetrate her. I'm so schocked that I splash a little of my drink on my chest. I jump at the cold liquid and laugh nervously as I use my napkin to dab the spill up a bit.

"I'm really nervous, and have no idea what to expect." I say to Melissa. Is it my imagination, or has she moved closer to me?

 

[calamityskald]

melissa

as she spills her drink and the clear liquid runs down between her heavenly tits, i know it's time, i lean in close and whisper stickily into her ear, "did you expect this?" and add a little breathy laugh on the end. then, my heart pounding and my pussy sopping through my panties, i lean down and softly lick the drink off her left tit, slowly turning my eyes up to hers. i pause, "mmm, gin and tonic" then i suck the last droplet still sitting on top of her glorious breast. i lay my head on her shoulder, sighing dreamily and wait for her reaction.

 

[patrick1]

mister grey

The book trembles in my hands. I still affect the reading of it, even though...even though...

I lean across to the bartender: 'What is that perfume I can smell?'

He looks at me without answering. A kind of a sneer in the wrinkling of his nose. I thought I sensed some scent lingering from the woman who leant towards me. But now, in the flicker of his glance, I see the reply to my own question: it's desire that I can smell. Women's desire.

I glance briefly at them, along the bar, then my eyes return to my book. Is their desire truly for each other? Or simply to be the centre of attention in the quiet spectacle of this stage of the evening?

I hope they ask Herman for the key to a room. He will have set up the hidden cameras for later viewing. I love to watch women together. Perhaps one will bind the other in some way: that would be perfect. A box worth opening. I permit myself a smile, as the red-lipped one glances in my direction. Or maybe her gaze is misty-eyed, inward. That smell again. The words dance on the page that I pretend to return my attention to.

 

[mytasteislikecandy]

Kyla:

I gasp as I feel her warm tongue run over my breasts. When she rests her head on my shoulder, I hesitantly lift my hand and stroke her cheek. Her face turns toward me, and unable to help myself, I lean in to kiss her lips. Having never done this before, my body trembles, and I feel her responding to my soft kiss. I trace her lips with my tongue, growing bolder by the minute, and when I feel her lips part slightly, my tongue slips in between.

Her breast is in my hand, and I'm squeezing it gently, feeling the nipple hardening beneath my fingers. I feel her moan into my mouth, and my pussy becomes instantly soaked. My hand moves to her thigh, caressing it beneath the vinyl of her skirt.

"I didn't expect this at all," I murmur, lifting my mouth from hers for only a second. "Not at all." And I press my lips back to hers, my fingers slowly drifting higher on her leg.

 

[calamityskald]

melissa

i take kyla's hand and guide it slowly up my skirt, as slowly as i can, and reach up to touch her face softly with my other as we kiss. i caress her tongue expertly with mine, sighing and moaning in ecstasy. her kiss is so sweet, her lips so divinely soft.

all eyes are on us, even the couple on the dance floor turns to watch these two perfect beauties begin their dance.

i move down to her neck, kissing, licking, and biting as i set her hand down on my drenched panties, pillowed slightly by the scant hair beneath. then i'm sliding my hand up the gooseflesh of her inner thigh and biting her earlobe. our musky smell mingles and fills the room.

she is so lovely.

 

[Scuttle Buttin']

Patrick

Patrick Johnson

He paused to look at himself in the mirror before he left his house, and nodded at his reflection. He was dressed to the nine's, expensive suit, dark blue tie, comfortable black shoes. The suit hung nicely from his toned, tall frame, and his long legs carried him to the door.

He arrived at the club a few minutes later, parking his sporty BMW on the side, in the guarded parking lot. He locked the car, and walked to the front entrance, where the bouncers stood.

"Mr. Johnson." They both said in unison, with a nod, and then the one on the right reached over, opening the door for him. Inclining his head in a pseudo-bow, and he passed through the doors and into the club. For a moment he was in darkness, between the doorway and the main part of the club, and he all but disappeared, his black skin making him blend into the darkness. He saw Kyla then, at the bar with the other woman, and he grinned, pausing just inside the darkness to watch. My large cock begins to stir a bit as I watch the two, and I wonder if this night could turn more interesting than I had originally planned... but I am glad to see Kyla took me up on the offer.

Stepping from the darkness finally, I move to the end of the bar and lower my tall body onto a bar stool, resting my forearms on the bar top as I watch the pair, their arousal quite evident to anyone withing eyesight.

 

[calamityskald]

melissa

my fingers move silkily between kyla's legs, toward her crotch, following the incredible heat i feel coming from her pussy. she's still fondling my tit and i occasionally lean back in and thrust my serpentine tongue back into her mouth, wrestling and caressing hers. i barely even notice, over her smooth shoulder, the hot black tom cat stroll in and sit down at the bar. and i'm so lost in my lovely kyla, i barely notice his buff upper body and the sizeable bulge between his legs. hmm, he looks kind of familiar... oh well, who gives a fuck, i have kyla. i join my mouth to hers again and resume my trip to the paradise of her cunt.

 

[mytasteislikecandy]

Kyla:

As I feel Melissa's hands moving under my skirt, my eyes close as I begin to lose myself in the feeling. I moan into her ear, kissing the lobe softly as I spread my legs a bit more to offer her better access. My eyes flicker open, and that's when I see Patrick at the bar behind us. His eyes are glued to us, and I jump when I see him. I can still feel Melissa's fingers teasing my clit, and I squeeze my thighs around her hands. Patrick raises his drink in my direction, a sly smirk on his full lips.

He was my most recent client, and for some reason I'd been thinking about him a lot outside of work. He was black, and I'd never had that experience before. I hadn't even thought he'd noticed me like that before, but apparently he'd lost the card on purpose. Now, here he was at the club, and watching me with this woman.

I debated for a moment, and then smiled his direction. With my eyes on him, I kissed Melissa's neck and then lifted my hand to motion him over to us. I hoped he took me up on the offer.

 

[calamityskald]

melissa

i'm just starting to stroke her clit when kyla motions to someone across the room. i pull my hand away slowly and suck my fingers while i wait to see who it is. maybe it's that moderately sexy specimen at the bar, he might make a nice playmate for us.

mmmm, her juice is sweet. i hope to get a better taste at the inevitable main course later.

 

[Scuttle Buttin']

Patrick

A grin touches on his lips as he makes eye contact with Kyla, and he watches them openly now. He'd hoped to end up giving Kyla a night she'd only dreamed about before, but the other woman was completely unexpected... although not unwanted. He'd been with two women a few times before, and knew that it only doubled the fun, if both women weren't too uptight. And neither of these two certaintly seemed to be.

He rose from the stool when motioned over, and closed the distance between himself and the pair. Sliding onto the stool behind Kyla, he grinned at the woman cleaning Kyla's juices off her fingers, then leaned close to Kyla, noting as he had many times before the contrast of her skin and his own, and he whispered in her ear.

"It looks like you've found a playmate... I hope this doesn't mean I'm too late."

 

[calamityskald]

melissa

ooh, it was him. he looks even better up close. pretty nice, i'd like to share this chocolate treat with my lady friend. wait- that's who he is. this is one of my old girlfriend's bedmates, at least used to be. makes sense he would come to her club. for a few weeks they were pretty hot: whenever i'd be at her place they'd excuse themselves to the next room and make some pretty enthusiastic noises. i never followed, he didn't really interest me back then, but now...maybe.

he whispers something to kyla. i actually feel pretty jealous: very unusual for me. then again i never felt this way about a girl before. i interrupt, "hey there, haven't seen you in a while. you still talk to alex?"

 

[Scuttle Buttin']

Patrick

His brows rose as Melissa spoke to him, and his gaze flickered in her direction.. and it was then that he realized who she was. He chuckled quietly and nodded his head to her, in greeting.

"Hey, Melissa. I haven't seen you in a while. I still talk to Alex occasionally.. we're still friends."

He glanced to Kyla, then back to Melissa, his cock still half-hard from watching them a few moments ago.

"I see you've met Kyla here... you two getting acquainted, hm?"

 

[calamityskald]

melissa

"mmm, you could say that," i lick the side of kyla's face lasciviously for emphasis, "you two know each other?" i arch my back, displaying my perfect tits for his approval, and give him a hungry look.

 

[Scuttle Buttin']

((Heh.. we probably shouldn't go too far in this until MTILcandy has a chance to post again, fun though it could be. ))


His eyes glanced down to her tits, and he nodded his approval, his pink tongue wetting his lips as his eyes met hers again. He'd been wanting Kyla for a while, but he never expected to get Melissa, a girl he would've been happy to fuck back when he was doing Alex, in the deal too. He would've loved if she would've joined them before, but now, with Kyla, he was nearly ravenous for them both. He knew, without either of them having to say so, that they'd learn tonight what it was like to be pleased by a big, black cock.

"Mmhm.. I'm a client of hers. And you two?"

 

[calamityskald]

melissa

ooc: don't worry sweetie, i just wanna get everything ready for her

ic: hmm, clients? nahh, couldn't be that kind of clients, though kyla would certainly be successful at attracting them. "we just met," i look at her fondly, playing with her hair. ooh, he wants to play too. i appraise his package up closer now. the slightly rising bulge is big enough to set off a stirring deep in my belly, i wonder just how big... he seems pretty confident, and alex certainly seemed to like him. i'm starting to crave his hidden black cock and can't wait to share it with kyla.

"clients? what business are you in honey?" i ask my sweet kyla.