"Hey beautiful." Blake greeted in a smooth and alluring tone. "Can I buy you a drink?" He asked, sliding beside her at the bar, his dark penetrating blue eyes fixed on her flustered form.

"No thanks." Leah refused, shifting uncomfortably under the intensity of his dark eyes. She looked away from the weight of his gaze, fidgeting with the hem of her too short dress her friend lent her. Her mom jeans and frilly blouse deemed unsuitable.

"Whisky please." He ordered, prompting her to dare another glance in his direction while he was distracted. His profile was all masculine angles, his Adam's apple bobbing delectably as he spoke with the bartender. She averted her pale hazel eyes before she was caught, gnawing on her plump lower hip in apprehension.

He regarded her, drink in hand, taking in her haphazard mass of brown waves and ill fitting little black dress. She looked like what she was, a woman out of place. Her natural beauty unaccentuated, masked in the dim lighting of the club, a siren call that had Blake idling by despite her initial rejection.

Leah peered up again, her large eyes widening comically when they caught his before she quickly averted them, her cheeks flushing deeper.

Blake sipped his whisky with a smirk, eyeing the lush fleshy mounds of her sensual body prominently on display in the tight thin material.

Leah cursed herself for her awkwardness then cursed her friend for convincing her to come out tonight only to ditch her at the first good offer.

She pulled on her skirt nervously, shifting her ass, making the plumpness of it more prominent to Blake. "If you're not drinking, would you like to dance?" He asked boldly, coming slightly closer to her so his lower half was in her view.

Her eyes shot up to meet his, her pink lips slightly parted in surprise. "O-o-okay." She stammered.

He tipped back the rest of his whiskey, holding out his hand to assist her off the stool. He indulged in the site of her breast and soft abdomen jiggling as her flats hit the floor.

Her eyes met his chest, gawking at the obvious chiseled perfection of it under his well-fitting button up.

Blake led her the few feet to the dance floor, pulling her into his chest. It was as firm as it looked. She had to fight herself not to nuzzle it. He rested his large strong hands on her hips, pulling her even closer so his pelvis was flush with her abdomen. He moved their bodies to the bass of the music, enjoying the feeling of her supple body in his hands. He rubbed up her back reveling in the soft curve of her waist.

Leah let her hands find his back pleasantly surprised at the strength of it. It wasn't long until she was nuzzling his chest, smelling his subtle cologne under the delicious potency of his musk.

"You smell like chocolate." He murmured huskily, needing her ass over the soft material of her dress, smelling her coco butter moisturizer.

She braved a look at his face, her breath catching at the dark intensity of his gaze. He brought his lips to her plump ones, kissing them lightly. Leah deepened the kiss, running her fingers through his dark medium length curls.

He brought a hand to her breast, the other finding the crevice of her ass, drawing a moan from her.

"We should stop." She breathed, pushing on his chest lightly.

Blake grabbed hold of her soft brown waves, forcing their lips back together, his hand migrating lower between her cheeks teasing her opening.

The club was a wash of grinding bodies, flashing lights and shadows. A disorienting other world where her protests were lost in the deep bass of the never-ending assault of sound frequency.

She pushed on him harder, but he only tightened his grip, bruising her lips with the violence of his kiss. His hand was up her skirt from behind, pushing past her panties and into her opening. She whimpered into his mouth and he groaned, his throbbing hard cock pressed into her soft abdomen, grinding for release.

"You're so wet." He hummed, moving his finger in and out of her dripping pussy. Pressure was building in her center, her release flooding her body while she fought for release from his hold. She panted needily, her hips grinding desperately despite herself, even as red-hot shame burned her body. Fear of who might see her vulnerability mixed strangely with the pleasure of her climax.

He removed his hand only to wrap his arm around her waist firmly. They began to move across the floor, her still pressed flush to him.

"Let me go." She begged weakly, wriggling in an attempt to get free from him, her arms pushing uselessly.

"I will. After I've filled your fat pussy." He replied in a deep husky tone, gripping her hair more roughly, causing her to yelp in pain.

He found a booth facing the dance floor. Turning her around, he held her down on his lap, her skirt up around her waist. His fingers immediately found her clit. Leah gasped, a wet pant leaving her throat as blistering pleasure licked between her legs, causing her further embarrassment. She casted her gaze down, ashamed of who might see her pathetic state.

He wrapped an arm around her, quickly releasing his long throbbing cock from his slacks, moving it between her legs drawing more sounds of pleasure from her.

"Please let me go." She begged lamely, shifting on his lap trying to slide off and away.

"I'll let you go, if you beg me to fuck you," He smirked into her neck, "Loudly." He teased her opening with the tip of his cock.

The idea filled her with red hot embarrassment, clenching her center. "Please fuck me." She whimpered, tears stinging her eyes.

"I said loudly." He replied, his smile obvious in his voice.

"Please." She answered louder this time, her frustration peeking.

"Please what?" He asked in a smarmy way, running his head over her clit.

She moved her mouth to speak but couldn't bring herself to say it. The idea of someone hearing her filling her with paralyzing shame.

"No." He asked in mock surprise. In one rough thrust he sunk into her soaking tight walls, groaning in pleasure, grabbing fist full of her yielding fleshy hips. He used the flesh of her hips to still her while he thrust in and out of her pussy.

Leah moaned, her head lolling back as her arousal built, the fullness of her pussy inescapable. He sucked and kissed her neck, his hardness growing as he thrust faster pushing her over the precipice of another climax just before he reached his own. His hot cum filled her walls, dripping from her pussy over his balls. His softening dick popped from her pussy, her walls clenching from the loss.

He slid her off him kissing her love slack lips roughly. "Clean me up." He ordered gently, moving her face toward his cum soaked cock.

Leah did as instructed, taking his soft member in her mouth, sucking it clean before lapping his balls to a pristine squeaky state. He had to push her off before returning himself to his pants.

Apprehensively, she raised her eyes, scanning the dance floor, her heart racing. She let out a sigh at the sight of club goers engrossed in their own debauchery. She squealed in surprise as she was moved back into his lap, her hair nuzzled and combed by strong fingers.

"That was beautiful." A man with short blond hair and glinting green eyes admired, slipping into the booth beside them, causing Leah to pale and flush all at once.

Blake regarded the man in a calculating manner. His dark blue eyes evaluated the other man's attractive strong features, recognizing the turn of his full lips and glint of his green eyes.

"Would you like a taste?" He offered spreading Leah's legs toward the new man.

He eyed her panty clad pussy hungrily. "I would." He answered with a hint of caution.

Blake tore away Leah's thin panties easily, revealing her cum filled cunt.

Green eyes licked his lips on reflex, sliding closer.

Leah's vision swam as the new man lowered his soft full lips to her aching center. She gasped, Blake grabbing hold of her tits as Green Eyes dove his tongue into her cream pie tasting Blake and Leah's cum, letting out a moan of his own that vibrated through her sex. He wrapped his lips around her cunt sucking her clean, slurping up erotic juices. His tongue tasted her lips thoroughly, drawing moans from Leah. His hands found her ass as his tongue began circling her clit.

She ground desperately, coming explosively on his face, offering more cum for his enjoyment.

"Thank you." He said with a cattish grin, looking from one to the other.

"Do you want to fuck her, or do you want me to fuck you?" Blake asked, his breath fanning Leah's neck sending chills of exhilaration through her body.

Logan considered Blake's question, his emerald eyes falling on her pussy causing her walls to clench. "Both." He answered, meeting Blake's gaze with heated intensity.

Blake took Leah by her hips, holding her to his side as the three made their way out of the club to a waiting car.

***

Leah wobbled on her feet, clutching Blake to steady herself as he walked briskly through the lobby of a nearby hotel. "One room." Blake ordered producing his card.

"Of course, sir. Queen or king?" The clerk asked.

"King." Blake answered, his eyes alternating burning into Leah then Logan.

***

"Strip." Blake orders, dropping Leah on the edge of the king size bed once in the room.

He turned his attention to Logan, stalking toward him so aggressively the other man faltered back a few steps before steadying himself. Their lips met, hands exploring one another's bodies.

Leah watched, entranced by the stunning site of possibly the most beautiful men she had ever seen locked in a romantic embrace. She looked away ashamed of her perverted gawking at their intimate moment.

"I said strip." Blake growled, breaking their kiss.

Leah gasped, meeting his commanding blue eyes. She blinked stupidly a few times before pulling up the skirt of her dress only to pull it back down hurriedly upon catching site of her own dripping wet pussy. Her cheeks burned as she bunched the skirt between her legs.

"Strip her." Blake ordered Logan, who looked nervously between the two before sliding on the bed beside Leah, pulling the material from her hands. He brought his full lips to hers, offering a sweet sensual kiss.

She wove her hands into his short blond locks, enjoying the softness of his lips. He pulled the dress over her head breaking their kiss. She drew her legs together tight, covering herself.

Blake inserted himself between Logan's legs, reinitiating their kiss as he nimbly undid the buttons of his shirt. Blake pulled it off revealing the lean muscles of Logan's torso and a tantalizing trail of blond hair that disappeared into his pants.

Logan removed Blakes shirt hungrily, needing the bulging muscles of his chest, trailing his fingers down his abdomen and into the band of his slacks.

Blake groaned, straitening to allow the other man to free his long cock. He watched intently as Logan slipped his full lips over his tip, groaning as he disappeared inside his mouth and down his slick tight throat. Blake took a fist full of blond hair, face fucking Logan, enjoying his muffled gags and the way his tears made his green eyes sparkle.

"Take of your bra and touch yourself or I'll only let him fuck your asshole." Blake threatened, Logan still sucking him off.

Leah considered his words a moment before unclasping her bra and exposing her large round pendulous breast and their puffy pink nipples.

"Suck on those fat tits while you rub your clit." He ordered, thrusting into Logan's throat violently then slowly.

Leah took her nipple in her mouth, applying her index finger to the bead between her legs, while moaning at the sight of Logan choking on Blake's beautiful cock.

Blake pulled Logan off him by his hair, forcing him to his feet. He turned him around, bending him over the bed before ripping down his pants unleashing his thick throbbing cock.

"Eat his ass." Blake orders Leah.

Leah scooted off the bed to her knees behind Logan. She placed a palm on each supple cheek, spreading them slightly before applying her pink tongue to his rosebud. Logan groaned, touching his cock. She lapped his hole, pressing the tip of her tongue in tentatively.

"Finger your pussy." Blake added, stepping back to survey the scene he'd created.

Leah's middle digit slipped into her pussy as she moaned into Logan's ass. The bead of precum at Logan's tip grew as Leah's tongue invaded him deeper.

"Now finger his ass with your pussy juices." Blake instructed, his cock twitching with excitement.

Leah removed her finger from her pussy, slowly inserting it into Logan's tight hole, drawing moans from his beautiful plump lips.

"Get on your back, legs spread. He's going to fuck you but you're not going to cum until I say you can." Blake ordered, lifting her off her knees by her arm, pushing her toward the bed.

She climbed up, her ass jiggling deliciously as she did.

Logan settled between her legs, his tip at her opening.

"Please don't fuck me." She pled, unable to meet his gaze.

Logan stiffened conflicted by her words. Her pussy glistened with need her legs spread wide, yet she denied her desire.

Blake watched Logan closely. Logan began to move away, but Blake stopped him with a hand at his back.

"Demand he fill you with his fat cock if you want him to stop." Blake instructed Leah, tweaking her large pink nipple harshly, making her squirm and moan.

Her face burned red and silent as she stared at Logan's lips. Blake took Logan's thick cock in his hand guiding it into Leah's sopping walls. Tip in, Logan moved on his own to sheath the entirety of him into her tight slippery walls, grunting appreciatively.

Blake ran his precum over his dick, spitting on his cock and hand, testing Logan's readiness for him. He slipped a finger into his moistened hole quickly adding another. Logan cried out, overwhelmed with sensation, driving deeper and harder into Leah's pussy. Blake applied a third finger working his digits in and out rhythmically.

Blake wasn't satisfied with the lubrication of his dick.

"Make it sloppy." He commanded, prodding his member into Leah's mouth.

She sucked him, drooling down his length.

Blake pulled free of her mouth, moving back to Logan's ass he pressed his tip into his hole tentatively.

Logan forgot his thrust into Leah, grinding his ass over Blake's cock. Blake filled Logan, pausing with the entirety of him inside, his balls flush with Logan's tant. Logan ground into Blake, thrusting into Leah, his body screaming with pleasure. Leah felt her climax building in her, whimpering as she fought not to cum. Blake began moving In and out of Logan's tight hole.

Blake pulled out of Logan. "Lay on your back." Blake instructed the other man, who obeyed desperate for Blake's cock to refill his ass.

"Ride him." Blake ordered Leah's panting wet form.

"No." She refused, moving to get off the bed.

He grabbed her, holding her against his chest while lowering her cunt over Logan's fat cock. She squirmed and bucked away futilely.

"Behave or you won't get to cum." Blake threatened, smacking her ass cheek. She stayed in place as Blake raised Logan's legs, driving his dick into the man's ass.

Logan groaned, biting into Leah's breast a little to hard as he emptied his load into her aching pussy.

"Raise your ass." Blake ordered in a snarl, pumping in and out of Logan like a jack hammer.

Leah lifted herself off Logan slightly, his spent dick slipping from her walls.

Blake replaced it violently, filling her clenching pussy to the hilt.

She cried out in desperate need of release.

"Cum." Blake ordered, driving into her with as much speed and force as he could muster. Leah climaxed on his dick, her pussy walls clenching around him violently. She cried out, digging her nails into Logan's chest, who proceeded to pinch and suck her nipples. Her vision swam, her body collapsing, Blake still pounded her sticky, sloppy pussy. Cum gushed from her stretched opening as she was once again filled.

Blake sagged over them, rolling off to the side, he looked over at them admiringly. He helped them into the large jacuzzi, bathing each respectively before cleansing himself. Tucked in, Blake nuzzled Leah's soft bosom while resting a hand on Logans firm chest, they slept linked together.

***

"You were so sexy last night." Blake murmured into Leah's neck, his erection pressing into her lower back.

Leah rolled over to face him, grabbing a fist full of his wild black hair. "Yeah, we should roll play more often. I really liked that domineering side of you." She answered, nipping at his neck.

"I wanna be the dom next time and fuck you in the ass." Logan whined, resting his chin on Leah's hip, while pouting over at Blake, his green eyes sparkling adorably.

"Okay, Baby. You and I will be a couple and we'll find Blake at the bar." Leah agreed, running her fingers through his soft blond locks.

"And the twits is I'm straight." Blake added with a sneer, his deep blue eyes glimmering.