Queen of Hearts - Sex Stories

Queen of Hearts

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Monika stood and nervously bowed several times. All the while wondering, "Le Cirque du Érotique?" "The Erotic Circus?" She thought, remembering just enough French. "What's an Erotic Circus?" As they sat down, the gong sounded again and the general lighting in the room began to brighten until Monika could finally make out the space clearly, though even at its brightest the lighting was still dim.

The floor, about four feet below the floor of their platform, was a round pit, about thirty feet in diameter. There were several levels of platforms, she could not tell how many since beyond the fourth level the lighting was too dim, and the height of the ceiling was entirely indiscernible. Directly across from their platform the symmetry was broken by a wide stairway leading into the pit. The audience was arrayed in several wide circular tiers. Monika remarked to herself that it resembled the Senate chamber from the Star Wars prequel films. Nearly a hundred men and women, a few singly, most in groups of two or three, sometimes more, were lounging around on the platforms, all of which were equipped with sofas like her own. Everyone's eyes were on her and Mark. When she looked around at the platforms closest to her, several people bowed or curtsied to her before moving onto their own places.

The gong sounded three times, and everyone settled down quickly. Monika looked at Mark, who nodded toward the center of the pit, where she saw a large round bed had ...

... appeared.

Jacque and Clarisse

Monika watched as two people walked slowly down the stairway opposite their platform. They paused several times to greet people on the platforms. When they reached the bottom and walked up to either side of the bed, she realized they were the couple from the restaurant.

"Are they going to do what I think they are going to do?" She leaned over and whispered to Mark, feeling strangely excited and slightly nervous, "Are we really going to watch them?"

"You bet!" he replied, "Look."

Monika turned and the couple were undressing and handing their clothing to attendants standing close by.

Once they had disrobed, they walked forward, stopping about halfway between the bed and Monika and Mark's platform.

"We hope you enjoyed our little show at the King's Arms, my Lady." the man began, "My name is Jacque, and this is Clarisse. It is our immense pleasure to welcome you to Le Cirque du Érotique. I hope you enjoy your experiences tonight."

While Jacque spoke, Monika found her eyes running up and down his firm body, finally stopping and staring at his monstrous flaccid cock. It hung nearly to his knees, and Clarisse's hand, which rested lightly upon it looked like a child's hand in comparison.

"Babe!" She heard Mark saying, breaking her out of her trance, snapping his fingers in front of her eyes with a laugh. "Close your mouth and stop drooling. Jacque has that effect on lots of people the first time they see him like this."

She shook herself ...