Caught In The Act Of Time

The lights hanging from the ceiling spun in circles, projecting a mix of blues and reds across the room. The colors were not quite opposite wavelengths but did dim as they crossed, giving the room an almost strobe effect. Colors that were normal out in daylight were singular and distorted in here.

I was particularly noticing how the dark skin of the woman on stage seemed to absorb these colors and radiate them out with the shimmering intensity of glitter on velvet.

She had the advantage being darker skinned. The paler girls just seemed a little pastier in reds and blues but this woman in front of me was rich and vibrant.

She crawled across the stage to where I was sitting and proceeded to give me a little show as she took off her top and sat on her heels. No words were spoken but it was clear she had hooked me. She smiled and winked before collecting the bills I had laid out, turned to crawl away, and let me drool over her ass in its tiny thong.

After looping around the stage, she came back my way to lay on her back and pull her thong off. She then waved her legs in my direction to lay her ankles on my shoulders. She scooted closer to the rail so my face was getting closer and closer to her pussy. I'd never been in this position, if I had been this close to a bare pussy, I was usually on my way to eating it out. But I expected that would going to get me kicked out her faster than a mysterious device to change time could.

I watched transfixed as she let her knees drop sideways and her fingers ran down her belly to spread her pussy open. It was like one of those time lapse videos of a flower blossoming with the pink skin appearing between her fingers. She then gave three quick gently taps on her clit before pulling her legs back and sitting back up on her heels in one smooth practiced motion. I managed a grin and wished I could have taken a little taste.

I beckoned to her with my finger and she leaned back forward to me while collecting another handful of bills.

I managed to whisper, "can I get a private dance when you get off stage?"

She purred a "sure baby" into my ear. And then crawled off to her next victim, tossing her long straightened hair over her shoulder as I stared at her swaying ass. Time did seem to slow as I watched her pussy appear between her thighs as she crawled.

I needed a drink.

I walked carefully to the bar, trying to clandestinely adjust my pants to get my cock from pointing painfully forward in my pants.

I signaled to the woman behind the bar.

"Do you want to open a tab?"

"Uhhh sure I guess." I handed her my card and she clipped it to a receipt and placed it in a holder. I could have just paid cash but the throbbing in my pants was not letting me think clearly.

Shoot, my hornyness was going to get me found out if I wasn't careful. I took my beer and went back to the couches away from the stage and waiting to see if that woman would remember to come my way.

It felt like forever but may have been two songs. She appeared from the back wearing a sequeined micro dress that stopped in the middle of the curve of her ass so I could see a hint of white panties as she moved. She now had glasses on and seemed much shorter that she had when she was on stage. She slide behind the table onto the couch next to me and kissed my cheek.

"Hi," she purred.

"Hey."

"My name is V, what's yours baby?"

I took a deep breath. "I don't have a name tonight V."

She smiled as if she got that a lot. "Ahhh ok."

I met her gaze as she paused.

"You won't get caught in the act here baby, we are all friends." She winked.

"I'm definitely trying not to get caught."

She snuggled closer and her hand rested on my thigh. "Sooo, anything you do want to do?"

I took a long tug on my beer. "Well, is there a menu?" I winked.

She gestured down her dress. "Baby, this is the menu."

I allowed myself to admire her form. Curvy breasts but not oversized for her frame. Her legs were toned, and her dark skin and features continued to magically reflect the lights.

"That's a beautiful menu." I took another drink.

She then turned to my ear and whispered, "there is a secret menu too."

"Oh?"

She straightened up and said in a normal voice, "it's not written down--like those coffee shops with the specials--so you have to know what you're asking for." Her hand on my thigh had slid up and was brushing my cock.

I smiled, "let's start with that dance then."

"Good choice." She said. "And by the way, the answer is blueberries."

I was puzzled. "Blueberries?"

"The question you wanted to ask me before."

"I'm sorry, I'm not following."

"You wanted to know what it tasted like. I've always thought my pussy tasted a little like blueberries."

I coughed and looked around. Even Ashley wasn't that good at reading my mind.

V stood up and took my hand to lead me back to were they gave the lap dances. My cock was near exploding already. I had barely tried to do anything and I seemed to have found the stripper who knew just how to get me revved up.

She directed me to soft large leather chair and put her glasses on a table next to where I had placed my beer. Her dress dropped to the floor and she settled into my lap, one leg pressed against my cock as she offered her nipple to me.

"It's ok, you can touch me anywhere." She seemed to sense my hesitancy. Her soft velvet body rubbed against me warming up to the rhythm of the music.

I kissed her nipple and she purred before turning around and laying her head on my shoulder. She pressed her ass into my cock and took my hands to guide them down her front. She let go right when my hands got to her belly button but I took the hint and continued my hand down to cup her pussy.

She purred again, breathing right into my ear making the skin on my neck turn to goosebumps. Her pussy was warm under my hand and her small bit of fur was soft against the palm of my hand. Her grinding was getting my cock close to losing control.

"That secret menu..." I whispered back into her ear.

"Mmmm. It's more of a chef's choice sort of thing." She whispered.

"Sounds good to me." As she pushed her hips forward to press her pussy against my hand.

My hand drifted up to the amulet necklace, I was wondering if I should activate it and lick her pussy to get her nice and wet but as she pressed against me, I could feel her damp heat in my hands and let go of the amulet. It wouldn't be needed yet.

She stood up and bent over me and I took the chance to slide my pants down. My cock sprang out and she calmly took it into her hand.

"The secret menu isn't cheap." She purred.

"I didn't think it was." I moaned under her touch and she put a finger to my lips and gave a subtle nodded back the door to the private area where we had passed the bouncer.

I took the hint and would try not to vocalize any signals back to her. My hands rested on her hips but I wanted her to take the lead so I didn't direct her. She brought her knees up onto the chair and pressed her belly to my chest before sliding down and engulfing my aching cock. I kissed her breast to stifle a happy moan.

V was so wet and open for me it defied any sense that she might be doing this just for money. Or at least she was an amazing method actor. I didn't care, she was gorgeous and making the perfect movements on me. Slow, sensuous, and making me feel every inch of her body around me.

She slid back and turned around letting me slide all the way out, bent over all the way to the floor and then reached through her legs to grab my cock. Her ass spread wide in the dark room, I thought for a split second she was going to try to slide me into her ass but she just tapped my cock against her crack before guiding me back into her slick pussy.

I had nothing to stifle my moan this time, it was that good. She slapped my knee to remind me to shut up.

"Sorry." I whispered.

The tension on my cock was totally different at this angle which did manage to slow down my inevitable climb towards orgasm. I grabbed her above her hips and pulled her hard onto me. She was breathing hard and a little ragged which just spurred me on.

V straightened up and laid her back against me, dropping her head onto my shoulder. She whispered, "cum inside me please."

"I don't... think..."

"Please."

My hands cupped her tits as she began to speed up. She took one of my hands and directed it down to her clit and just held it there to provide a little extra pressure. I started to rub it and she stopped me.

"No, just like that. Just... there."

It was the way she said that, it sounded nearly desperate. I felt that electric trigger deep inside my balls that meant I was going to come and I pushed hard while biting her shoulder to maintain silence. V pushed back into me, drawing my orgasm out of me and I felt the waves of pleasure ripple down my hamstrings.

As my cock pulsed its way to completion, I felt her rumble and she pressed my hand down harder. It was a very quiet and sensual orgasm but fitting the purring demeanor in which she had fucked me.

After a minute she slid off me and took her panties to wipe up her inner thigh. It was somehow the sexiest thing she had done yet.

I pulled my pants up quietly, making sure to not let the buckle hit anything to make a sound. I reached into my pocket and took out a roll of cash and handed the whole thing to her.

She gave me a hug. "Thank you baby."

"Thank you. And maybe I'll come back to see if you were telling the truth."

"Truth?"

"Blueberries."

She turned the cash roll over in her hand and said. "I'm looking forward to that."

"Me too."

She peeled off a few bills, hid the rest of the roll in her clothing, and winked at me. V walked away and handed the bills to the bouncer before disappearing around the corner.

I headed outside and stood in the parking lot for a few minutes. The sun was far enough out of sight behind the coastal range to provide a warm purple glow into the sky. The wind was whipping down the valley and stirring the still hot air.

The parking lot was unpaved so there was some grit in the air from the wind. It probably could hold three times as many cars as it had in it but I thought if it had been packed I might not have had fun with V.

I had been moving a bit aimlessly around the valley after I had bolted from Ashley. I decided I needed to find my brother to help figure out this amulet thing. But he was still deployed and wasn't due back for a few more weeks. He was notoriously non communicative when he was at sea. I didn't press nor did anyone else in the family--it was just they way things were.

"Michael?"

I froze like time stopped.

"Sir?"

When I heard the sir, I turned around. It was the bartender waving my credit card. Fucking hell.

"Shit, forgot about that."

She had a mobile reader in her hand and held it out. "Just sign please."

I did, she handed me the card, and turned on her heel to go back inside. She must be used to idiots like me forgetting.

Still. I was being careless. I certainly had no experience trying to be unseen but clearly I was doing it wrong. I had cash but kept forgetting to use it. I'm sure I had a spotty trail all over the valley.

For a short period, things were great with Ashley. While she had promised never to use her amulet on me again. It didn't mean we didn't use it.

One night we went to a cool little gourmet pizza place in the neighborhood next to ours. Very modern decor, not a typical pizza joint. It seemed very upscale. We were enjoying an amazing pizza and salad when two very striking ladies came and sat down at the table next to ours. The one in my direct line of sight was dark tan, probably with ancestry from down south, long black hair, and dressed in a short white tennis skirt and athletic top. Then she had a matching unzipped hoodie draped causally over her so it had slid off one shoulder.

Pretty much nothing was left to my imagination--her nipples making pleasant bumps through the material. She had beautiful makeup which just made her eyes and lips electric and her cleavage was on full display.

Ashley had noticed me trying not to look.

"Hey buddy."

I turned to look at her and when I saw her look sideways and back to me I knew I was caught and felt the heat rising in my cheeks.

"Sorry."

She laughed. "I mean, you've got taste." She got that glint in her eye that I noticed when she was winding me up. I felt her foot rubbing on my calf and while I wasn't sure what she was thinking--she should be mad after-all--I could feel my cock twitching.

"What are you up to?" I whispered.

She pulled the necklace out from under her shirt and playfully twirled it around her finger while she took a bite of the salad. Her eyes sparkled and they bore into me.

"Baby? What are you thinking?" I asked again. Thinking that she might be implying what I think she was but wasn't going to assume, I wanted her to be clear.

She leaned across the table and whispered really low, "shaved?" And she did the sideways look again.

"What do you mean...." My voice trailed off. "Ashley!"

"You were wondering weren't you?" She beamed.

"Okay okay. I hadn't gotten that far yet in my head," I was so red I felt my head sweating. "Damn baby. You really know how to make me feel silly."

"No no no, I want you to find out." She was now speaking in a full voice, no one in earshot could possibly understand now what she was going on about. When she said this, her foot slid up to my thigh and I knew she was serious.

"Okay okay, just so we are clear. You want to use that thing," I looked at her amulet, "and answer that question? That's not ok is it?"

"Just inspect. Nothing more." I could tell she was getting really turned on. I took a thoughtful bite of the pizza.

"Both of us, together, right?"

"Oh for sure. A, not giving this up and B, don't want you to go too too far." Although she might have been picturing what too far was.

I just raised my eyebrows at her and stole another look at the women next to us. The other across from her I hadn't paid much attention to, beautiful but super tall and slender, not really my speed. The first woman was curvy and intriguing. She had crossed her legs and her short tennis skirt was riding up so I could see she had sports shorts underneath. Answering the 'question' would require taking all of that off.

Turning back to Ashley, "it's not going to be that easy to answer, baby."

"There is time." And she winked as if proud of her pun while she twirled the necklace around her finger.

I sighed, "this is bad... isn't it?"

"Let's just try, we can always back off." And she held out her hand to me.

I took her hand and she grasped the amulet. The room snapped through my head and everything froze. Looking around, the woman I had been staring at was in mid-laugh at something her friend must have been saying. If you are going to be frozen, this might be the most attractive way to be.

"Baby?" I said carefully.

Ashley grinned and whispered, "be gentle Mike."

This felt as taboo as it was. But fuck it, it was happening. I slowly stood up and took the few steps over to the next table. The tables were laid out so they ran along a wall which meant the woman I was interested in was on a bench seat that ran the length of that side of the restaurant with her friend on a single seat across from her. I slowly pushed the table sideways so I could be kneel directly in front of the woman.

"Just pay attention to what you are moving. Small things people don't notice but big things they will." Ashley instructed.

I gently put my hands on her thighs and fully expected her to wake up and hit me. She was gorgeous up close. She spent a lot on herself--probably had a Rover or a G-wagon too. I realized I could smell her lotion and perfume.

"I thought since I can't hear anything I wouldn't be able to smell anything?"

Ashley shrugged and shifted in her seat, "like I've said, I have no way knowing how any of a this works." She sounded a little too nonchalant.

My hands slid up the woman's thighs to the waistband of the tennis skirt, and nervously began to work them down. I had to rock the woman side to side a little just to get them out from under her and as the material of the attached shorts underneath rolled up, I started to see the top of a very trim patch of fur. I stopped.

"Baby, all the way." Ashley said huskily.

I looked at her and then tugged them down past her knees. She was like a doll, I could move her but she seemed to stay in whatever position I moved her. I placed my hands under her knees, pulled her a little forward on the bench, and then lifted her knees up to spread them.

Her pussy was beautiful. So well groomed into a little triangular strip that effectively pointed at her lips and her inner labia were puffy, sticking out begging for attention. I could barely make out a little faint stubble along the sides which indicated that she wasn't lasered but worked to achieve this look on a regular basis.

A whistle escaped my lips. Looking at Ashley, she wasn't looking at the woman but was watching me intently. She finally whispered.

"Seeing you get turned on is making me so hot."

"Yeah?"

"Yeah."

"I probably should stop here right?"

"Do you like what you see?"

"Her skin is so so soft, like velvet. And..." My voice trialed off as I looked at those pussy lips again and my hands felt her thighs.

"Go on."

I looked at Ashley to make sure I heard and turned back to the view in front of me. Lowering my face until I was like an inch from this woman's pussy, I absorbed the view and then breathed in deeply. Her perfume was strong, overpowering any natural scent she might have had.

"Touch her."

I pulled back. "I don't know baby, I feel like I've gone too far."

"I want to see you do to her what you do to me." Ashley's tone was dripping with lust and her pupils were fully dilated.

"You want to watch me lick her?"

She nodded like she had lost her voice, staring at the woman spread open before me.

"Ok. Just a kiss." My cock was straining against my pants.

I leaned back down and... morals be damned. I kissed a few times up her thigh--even tho she was in stasis, I still had the natural inclination to get her used to my touch. Then I gently nuzzled her large pussy lips. I still expected a reaction but none was coming. She felt warm and soft at least.

I extended my tongue and probed down deep and I heard Ashley squeak. This woman tasted beautifully like she just got out of the shower, maybe she had come from her gym or club, so despite any natural scent being undetectable to me, this was amazing. I stroked up with the flat of my tongue and found her little nub before tracing back down again.

Ashley blurted faintly, "I need you to take me home now."

I looked at her and saw her hand was deep under her skirt and her eyes dark with lust. Getting a devilish grin, I slid over to her and pushed her back into the bench in a similar fashion to this woman and dove past her panties she had pulled down. No gentle warm up like with the seated woman, just going for it all to devour her with my tongue.

She squealed. "Oh fuck Mike!!!"

She was dripping wet and the scent of her arousal was making my mind fog over. After continuing to lap her up for a few minutes, I dropped my pants and plowed my cock into her wetness, knocking a plate off the table and shattering it. It didn't take long for either of us, she was clutching and grabbing at my back before I grabbed her wrists and pinned them over her head to hold her still as I emptied my balls inside her.

"Fuuuuck!" She screamed at the top of her lungs as she rode out her spasms.

"Now let's go home." I said as I stood up and wiped my cock on her cloth napkin, catching my breath.

Ashley watched me with some fading lust in her eyes, then looked at the woman still spread wide open next to me. "Need to put her back," she panted.