Carnal Desires

Copyright ©ShazzaWazza

Club Revitalise

"Are you sure about this?" I asked my friend. God this felt wrong. Club Revitalise was for over 30's. My dear friend from Uni decided we should go and have some fun. Hah!

"Yes Kat stop fidgeting. We will be fine" She answered back. All I could do was glare at her. Here we were about to be approached by this big beef of a bouncer and if we got passed the elephant, we would enter a place thats not for over 18's but over 30's.

"Ok, ok its risky, but hey aren't you curious? I mean it was your moms friend that mentioned it to her the other day. Frankly that mature hotty seemed real excited. Like she found hidden treasure in a cave" She said.

"Oh! Screw it, fine." Just as I said that, the bouncer smilied looking at us. He actually let us. Damn it I was hoping he would say nope. Scarlet and I looked around. Ok the name was odd, it sounded more like a spa salon but as I looked around the setting was odd. Green walls dimmed lights. Ok not odd its a club kat! Hmmm. I had a weird feeling though.

Music creeped through the light fog rising from the floor. What the hell? I thought. It sent tingles through my body, I inhaled deeply and smelled clean, lime and coconut in the air. I smiled then the music got louder. I noticed men sitting at one end, women at the other and mixed sexes in the middle, how weird.

Suddenly doors opened. At one end four women walked out and at the other four men. Boy were they HOT. I licked my lips unconciously. Oh man was it hot in here?

"Ooh he is so mine!!" Scar shouted in my ear. She pointed at this fair skinned, blonde haired, toned hotty in a suit on the stage. Wow all four were Edible. I smiled, Edible was such a perfect word for these four hotties. But what were they doing on stage? I asked myself. Scarlet smiled and walked off, getting lost in the darkish room going towards the men. Oh man!!

The men and woman stood there on their sides of stages. They were eyeing the audiance, who were dressed in evening wear. Then they came down the stairs at the sides of the stage. Next thing I know the hot men's shirts were off. My mouth fell open as I saw the men. Oh my goodness me. A greek god, A latino god, A guy who looked like a jocky player and the fair british hotty. All Bare freaking chested. They were not the chipmunk types. They were the grabbing you, commanding, fucking you good and hard types. Just like me the woman were openly awed and mesmirised.

The men slowly walked around not touching, not dancing, they were just walking. They were like sleek Jaguars ready to pounce. Heat build up in me. My panties wetted hard and fast, making me fidget. My breath came out in bursts. Holy cows, all they had to do was go past the woman and some moaned in need. What kind of club was this.

I saw the british hotty go up to Scar. She was taken aback but tried her best not to show it. Damn I could not have done it. Suddenly his hand came out and stroked her breast. Infront of everyone! Her eyes widened yet she held her own. He whispered in her ear and then she replied. She turned around winked at me and sat herself down.

The men would touch a face or stroke a shoulder. Soft music whirrled in air. Mixing itself with the moans and whimpers. I knew I was about to moan just watch. Hell, this form of tease dance was such a turn on. The woman had lust and desire in their eyes. Knowing they could do so much but the men just teased. I had to go and sort my panties out. Ok, ok, I needed to get out of the heat.

I walked in a arch way only to collide with a someone and landed straight on to hard, wide and strong shoulders. I gasped as my face was against a warm skinned neck. A shiver creeped its way up my spine and shot through me. My breast that lay on his back throbbed and peaked. A moan was about to escape my mouth, I clamped it shut and quickly scooted up. My dress was clinging to my bodice like a glove. Crap I thought, if he turned around he would be able to see hard peaked breasts, proof of my instant arousal, damn the dress.

I was about to turn around when I heard him get up from the red carpeted floor. My heart thumped as I saw his naked back. Then he turned around, my mouth hung open. His chest was beautiful. A absolutely perfectly sculpted chest, tanned with abs counting at eight. My core pulsed to life. Needing attention, hard, long, fast attention. The damn attention seeker.