Anonymous Encounters(3)

By: Cassandra Dee

So why the fuck was I doing on-line? Why the fuck was I surfing sites, looking for hot chicks to finger anonymously? If I wanted to fondle hot twat and walk away, I could do it right here. I could buy a girl. Or shit, I could summon one of the ladies who serves drinks to do my bidding, to bend over right now and pull her panties down, giving me access to a steaming pussy. And no one would blink an eye. Even if I did it in the middle of the bar area, even if I did it in the pool, in our sauna, in the middle of our ballroom, no one would give a shit. Pussy at the Billionaires Club is here to be fucked and used, it’s an anything goes atmosphere.

So yeah, what the hell is wrong with me? Why was I going out nightly, petting girls at random venues, letting them explode all over me and then walking away? Sure, strange twat is sexy, it’s exciting, but at the same time, I wasn’t so aroused by it. Naw, it’s more of a clinical exercise if anything. I caress those wet folds, watching with precision as the girl gets amped, playing her like a fine instrument. I love seeing nips get hard, her hips twisting with lust as I bring her to the next level. And when the female bursts, folds trembling, breathy moans escaping as jolts shoot through her cunt? Fuck yeah, it’s the ultimate validation for an alpha male, I don’t know any guy who doesn’t live for this.

But after a screaming orgasm, the exercise loses its allure. Because I pull out right away, palm wet, interest gone. There’s no after care, no petting, no breathy whispers, no reassurances. It’s like I’m a doctor and the surgery’s over. Striding off, her name already forgotten, I’m wiping my hands on a napkin, erasing the smell of her pussy. And shit, that napkin’s balled-up right away and pitched into the trash. I don’t need any memories, it’s not like I’m gonna lay awake nights and re-live our casual encounter. Because tomorrow is another day, another twat, another finger-fucking, and that’s what I like. Take it or leave it, that’s what I’m looking for.

So when the alpha billionaire walked up, my face was coolly unconcerned. No need to let Jared in on what I was doing.

“What’s up?” I asked. “What’s going on?”

“Naw, nothing,” he replied, lowering himself into the club chair across from me.

“How’s that little filly you got?” I asked, more as a courtesy than anything. “You know, the one that went up?”

Abby was his wife now, and she’d practically shorted out an entire virgin auction, forcing the show to be aborted. But Jared merely grunted.

“Yeah Abby’s good,” he said shortly. “Real good.”

I raised an eyebrow at him. His wife was the reason the sun rose and set for this dude, but at the same time, the female was a barrel of trouble. The brunette had practically gotten him excommunicated from the Club, and they’d only come back recently to test the waters, to try out some of the Club’s many rooms. Because oh yeah, this place is a myriad of fun. There are a shit ton of sex rooms filled with all sorts of machines, toys, and other depravities that you can’t even imagine.

Well, I can imagine, I’m that kind of guy. But for the R-rated, it’s not a place you want to go. For the NC-17 rated, it’s not a place you want to go. For the Triple-X, now we’re in the ballpark, but not quite there yet. Like I said, we’re an underground lair engaged in the unspeakable, and there’s a reason why this place is a fortress and not some palace in the sky.

So I raised an eyebrow at Jared.

“Good to hear,” I said smoothly. “Good to hear.”

If Abby was riding him hard, all the better. A hot twat on dick is the best kind of life to live, the best kind of mental and physical exercise.

But Jared grunted.

“So what’s up with you? What’s up with all these trips upstairs?”

I looked at him blandly. Upstairs meant up to the surface of the earth, into the normal world.

“What do you mean? Isn’t that what people do?”

He grunted again.

“Yo dude, you know it’s not. Most guys who come here don’t leave the complex for weeks. It’s got everything, pool, sauna, spa, bar, girls. So why are you going up all the time?”

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