Cinder Sex

Keith and I slowly entered The Sweet Inn and I examined the interior of the place. It looked like decadent Rocco with modern perversion. Silver, gold, and bronze chains were hanging on the ceilings. Crystal chandeliers lit up the club. Walls were either black tiled or painted flesh pink. Everyone in the club wore costumes and all forms of underwear.
There were erotic pictures on the walls. They spanned from the Japanese wood etchings from ancient times to photographs of today. I stared at one in particular. It was called 'The Crinoline' by Gerda Wegener and it was a 17th century dressed woman lying on a couch while another woman is giving her oral sex.
I'll admit, I did feel a stir in my lower regions. Keith saw me looking at the picture and said, "You know, if you decided to do that with another girl...I won't say no."
I think he meant to say that as a joke but I rolled my eyes at him.
I nearly jumped out of my skin when I heard a woman's voice coming from behind me, "Lovely, isn't it?"
We turned around and saw an extremely attractive woman smiling at us. She has choppy black hair, blue eyes, crimson lips, and wearing a hooded black crystal bodysuit with matching stilettos.
"Hi, I'm Cherry Juliet. Pleased to make your acquaintance," she introduced herself and she kissed Keith's and my hand.
"I'm Carys and this is Keith," I said.
"Newbies, huh?" Cherry Juliet guessed. "First rule, darlings: NEVER use your real names around members. We all have aliases here. My real name is Patricia on the outside but here it's Cherry Juliet. Get it?"
We nodded and Keith asked her, "Is there a rule for getting aliases?"
"Nope," said Cherry Juliet. "Any name will do". She pointed at one nearby couple, "They're known here as Sexy Boo Bear and Morganna Belladonna."
Just then, two giggling girls approached Keith. One was a tanned blonde in white lace lingerie and the other was an African American with silky black hair and wearing a waist thigh chain lingerie.
The blonde asked Keith, "Do you wanna Lame Fox with us?" "Lame what?" I questioned them.
"Lame Fox," Cherry Juliet explained to me. "It's when a cute guy lies completely still and two women takes turns screwing him. He doesn't have to do a thing." Keith smiled his pearly whites at them, "Sure! I'm Jeremy Michael!"
"Hey!" I hissed and grabbed his arm. "We're here to save our relationship!"
He turns his head to me and took back his arm as the two girls pull him towards them, "This is the best way to start! We go with other people for tonight! Go on! Have fun!"
I watch those two bitches take my boyfriend away and felt betrayed. He never said we would have sex with other people. He said we would only watch and learn so we can be better.
Cherry Juliet placed a hand on my shoulder in sympathy, "Oh sweetie, are you really here to save your relationship with your boyfriend?"
I nodded slowly and she smiled as she escorted me to the bar.
We sat down on bar stools and she orders a couple of martinis. She turns to me, "Has he always been like that? Go with other girls?"
I shook my head, "No. I mean, he kidded my sister a couple of times, but that's it. He's always faithful to me."
"If he's faithful, he should've showed more resistance towards those girls," said Cherry Juliet as the bartender served our drinks.
I turned to her, "What's that suppose to mean?"
She took a drink, "All I'm saying is that a fully committed boyfriend shouldn't even want to go with another girl. Even in a sex club. But at least you two would be even if you take his advice."
"You mean, sleep with another guy?"
She shrugged, "Why not? He's doing it with two girls. Why shouldn't you with another guy? There's just three phrases to know while you hunt around: Yes, No Thank You, and Can I Touch You Here. And remember to use a fake name."
"Like what?" I asked her. "I can't think of a good name."
"Sure you can," Cherry Juliet reassured me. "Here's a trick I used to pick out my name. I picked my favorite fruit and my favorite character in a play. Maybe you can pick a favorite place, real or fictional, or a favorite type of weather."
I thought about it for a few minutes. Paris Snow? Nah. London Warm? Hrmm...maybe. Eden Rain? Quite possibly.
"Eden Rain?" I suggested.
Cherry Juliet smirked, "Add an 'e' to the end of 'Rain' and it's a perfect fake name. Eden Raine."
A man dressed as a lumberjack came over to us and grinned at Cherry Juliet, "A little time with you, Gorgeous?"
She whispers "Good luck" to me and turns to him with a sexy smile, "Yes." She gets up and leaves with him.
I get up and walk around the crowded room. Okay. Look for a potential lover for tonight. A woman in black leather full body suit tapped my shoulder, "Interested in a three-some, honey?"
I shake my head and smiled, "No, thank you."
She smiled, "Okay. Have a good night. Find me if you change your mind."
I continue to work the room and I see public acts of sex. At one corner, there is a woman in a bunny outfit grinding on a man in a devil mask. At another, there's a man in a dress sucking off another in a biker's outfit.
I was too busy looking around and I bumped into another person. "Sorry!" I said, backing up a little to see the person I was apologizing to.
Now I wish I haven't because I see a overweight adult baby, giant diaper and all. He smiled at me.
Creepy. "Sorry," I said again and was about to walk by him but he grabbed my wrist.
"It's time for Baby's feeding," he said.
He doesn't mean...oh hell no! "No, thank you!" I said, trying to pull away from him.
He tightens his grip, "Don't be mean, Mommy."
Mommy?! Ewww! "I'm looking for a sexy mature man!" I told him.
He then attempts to yank down my top and yelling "Num-num! Num-num!"
I'm about to scream for help until I felt myself being pulled back by a pair of arms.
"These breasts are made for better use," a male's voice said behind me. It sounded so sexy and sensual to me.
"Who are you?" I asked my unseen rescuer.
"I'm the one you're looking for," he said. He moves one hand down my thigh, "Can I touch you here?"
I nodded slowly, "Uh-huh."
"Can I touch you here?" He asked as he kissed the nape of my neck. Oohh... "Yeah..." I said.
"How about here?" He asked and I felt both of his hands cover and gently squeezed my breasts. Ohh...even through the cloth of my shirt, I feel the warmth of his hands.
I turn my head and I see him. He has gelled and styled blonde hair, hazel-green eyes, and pale skin. "Hey! Leave my Mommy alone!" The diaper guy yelled.
My rescuer lets me go and steps in front of the diaper guy. I see him from the back. He's shirtless with leather pants and boots. He's also has rope wrapped around his torso. He definitely looks sexy.
"She said no, man. Rules state that if someone says no, it means no," he said to the creep. Now Diaper Guy was mad, "GIVE ME MOMMY!!" He lunged for him but his fist flew at him like a lightening flash and was punched out. Diaper guy fell to the ground with a bloody and swelling lip. My rescuer grabbed my hand and we went into a nearby alcove. There was a hallway and he lead me down.
"Where are we going?" I ask.
He turned to me and smiled, "A private place where you can give me your thanks."

Notes

A/N: We get to the sexy stuff in the next chapter