A Creature Named Estelle: Chapter 4 - Sex Stories

A Creature Named Estelle: Chapter 4

... what seemed like a century before a man on the other side slid open the peep hole and his questioning eyes stared on through at us. “What’s your business here?” A rough and deep voice asked. Matthew spoke up before I even had a chance to part my lips. “Oh were just looking to get into some trouble…” He said sarcastically and then continued on, “Why do you think we’re here, mate?” The eyes peering through at us squinted in what I assumed was a vicious glare, and then finally the man said, “I’m gonna need some proof that you two know you’re in the right place.” This time I didn’t allow Matthew a chance to speak. I quickly untied my red trench coat and then pulled it apart and held it open, showing off my bare tits with taped nipples. “Is that proof enough for you?” I glared at those peering eyes for a moment but then I was struggling not to burst into laughter because this man’s eyes had gone completely wide before he finally slid the peep hole closed and yanked open the door to grant us entrance into the basement of the huge building. The steel plated door gave a shriek and then a dull thud as it opened and hit the brick exterior of the club. The man on the other side of the door appeared and I saw that he was an older gentleman, at least 6ft tall. Though the lines in his face and the streaks of gray in his hair gave away at his age, he was still strikingly handsome. I watched him closely as his eyes raked up and down my body. I saw his tongue flick out like a snake to ...

... moisten his lips, and a grin slowly spread across my own. I stepped into the dimly lit hallway and reached back to grasp Mathews hand; forcing him to follow behind me. I heard the man who guards the entrance of the underground club, close the heavy steel door once again and he locked it securely in place. There was no turning back now. I would make Mathew submit to me, and please him, until the pleasure itself became unbearable. We walked slowly down this hallway with white tile floors and white painted walls, the lights flickered in an ironically ominous way, as we approached the end and we were met by yet another flight of stairs leading down beneath the earth. I turned once again to glance at Mathew beside me and I saw that he was already watching me intently. My eyes began to water and I couldn’t help but embrace him and as my arms circled around his shoulders I felt a surge of electricity pass from his body into mine. I could feel his energy; I knew he was extremely nervous and tense. Yet, there was also the excitement and the lust for me in his entrancing eyes. I stood at his exact same height because of the absurd high heeled boots, and I stared him directly in the eyes. My right hand wandered up his shoulder to his face and caressed the warm skin of his cheek. I realized I had been holding my breath and though I did not need the oxygen I inhaled a huge gulp of air and finally said, “Tell me you’re mine, Mathew. “ I watched his expression and his bottom lip trembled only ...