Kythe's Romp at the Blue Voile by Kythe Larsen
Marilyn parked her car next to a towering snowbank that was colored red and blue by the neon lights of the club across the street. The Blue Voile appeared from the outside to be yet another trendy night club capitalizing on the current interest in the American forties and fifties. The exterior of the club was done in sheets of corrugated steel hung vertically beneath the pitched roofline covered with hummocks of snow and ice. Long slightly phallic icicles formed from the water dripping off the warm neon letters that spelled out the club's name in pulsing tones of red and blue.
Marilyn and I ran across the street, clutching our wraps, and doing our best to dodge the slushy puddles in the icy street. Passing through the door was like passing through a portal into another world. The sting of the outside cold was instantly gone, replaced by the bright hip hop atmosphere of the Blue Voile's warm and energetic interior. Everywhere I looked there were throngs of people scattered in small groups sitting in booths, at low tables and along two huge drinking bars. I felt a bit like a country yokel let loose in the big city. Most of the patrons appeared to be women, however in a place such as the Blue Voile that would be an unwise assumption to make.
Marilyn steered me toward a booth near the center of the room, next to a large hardwood dance floor. Sitting in the booth were a pair of attractive women, a blond dressed in a black lycra dress, and a redhead squeezed in a very tight black halter top which left nothing and everything to the imagination. "Kythe, this is Patty and Jennifer, they are good friends of mine" Marilyn said as she ushered me to the booth. "Here, let me take your wrap to the closet, lets let the world get a look at you!" I resisted Marilyn's pull at the shoulders of my wrap for an instant, not really wanting to loose the security the coat provided me from the crowded club. Marilyn gave me an understanding look, and I let the wrap fall from my shoulders, revealing myself as a woman for the first time in public. I sat down in the booth opposite Patty, next to Jennifer. I could feel their eyes following my movement from floor to seat. Feeling naked before the world, Patty remarked to me, "Kythe, the description that Marilyn gave us on the phone did not do you justice at all"! Jennifer, stirring the ice in her drink with one hand and rubbing my thigh with the other , nodded in agreement.
Patty leaned across the table, giving me a wink, and asked in hushed tones, "Marilyn tells us that you are a willing participant in this evenings fun and games." As Patty was speaking, Jennifer's right hand became quite busy, caressing the hem of my skirt, with her long fingers making forays underneath the fabric, playfully touching the rising mass in my silky black panties. Marilyn smiled and remarked that the night was young and all manner of things were bound to happen. Straining against the lace of my panties and the pressure of Jennifer's hand my cock began to throb. My cock head was tender and sensitive to the deliberate movements of Jennifer's the fingernails as they pulled and scraped across the rounded dome. Jennifer moved her hand lower, grabbing my balls, grinding them in the rough fabric. She then pulled up sharply on the ribbon Marilyn had tied tightly around the base of my cock to prevent me from coming to full orgasm. As the ribbon tightened and my cock rubbed against the grain of the lace, I could not help but let loose a small moan, which was returned with an icy stare from Marilyn. Jennifer brought her hand once more across my head where just the tiniest of a wet spot was growing and with her index finger she wiped the cum off the tip and placing it to her lips, she licked her finger with great relish and showmanship. "Mmmm, with Marilyn's permission, I think I will want to taste more of that later." Quipped Jennifer through tongue moistened lips. "We will see JenniferÉ. Kythe is under my stewardship this evening, if she performs well in what I have planned, then I might let you receive her pearly joy. Then again I might have to punish her tooÉ" Marilyn gave me a toothy smile that was both encouraging and menacing at the same time.
We ordered our first round of drinks from the waitress, and settled into the comfortable dialog of three kindred spirits getting to know one another for the first time.
Shortly after our drinks arrived, Patty stood and smoothed the front of her black spandex mini skirt and gave me a quick little wink. "Kythe, I have to go to the ladies room, would you be a dear and keep me company, we can continue our conversation on the way" As I stood , Patty grabbed my arm and began to propel me toward the back of the club. I am sure it was just my imagination, but I swear that I could feel the stares of the people in the bar judging me as I walked by. I remarked about this to Patty, and she just laughed "sure they are judging you, they only wish they could be as cute as you are, after all most of the women you see here are T-Girls, and many do not carry off the illusion of femininity as wells as you do!" I pondered this as we made our way down a long corridor, past the kitchen and through a maze of beer kegs. "Gee this is a long way to go to get to the Bathroom" I remarked as we turned down yet another hallway. "Oh, we aren't going to the restroom dear, that was just polite table conversation. We are going someplace entirely different". At the end of the hallway was a brown door with an emergency exit sign just above, Patty pulled the door open wide, and escorted me inside. We were in a small stairwell that appeared to go to the roof, I could see streetlight and snow through the window in the door at the top of the short flight of stairs. Patty closed the door and bared it shut with a grunt. "There, anyone else interested in using this space will know that they just have to come back later" I was starting up the stairs, when Patty pulled me down to her, "No Kythe, not up there, here is where the action is, and honey you are it!" Patty was standing with her legs wide apart as she pushed my gently yet forcefully to the stairs. When my face was even with her waist she stopped pushing. I looked up into her green eyes and she smiled, nodded then pushed my head down once more. I began by running my hands softly along the backs of Patties calves, feeling the smooth texture of her nylons, tracing the lines of her muscles from the ankle to the thigh. Patty shifted her weight so that she was leaning against the wall. She slowly lifted her foot toward my face. The Black pump with the 4" heel was exquisite, and I was sure that the foot inside the shoe would be equally enthralling. I took the shoe in my hand, and began to caress the area where the shoe and stocking met at the top of the foot. I kissed Patties' ankle and the inside of her Achilles tendon. My tongue ran along the line of her shoe. Slipping the shoe off as I kissed her foot I moved Patty from the wall to the step so that she was sitting with her foot in my lap. Lifting her foot to my mouth once more, I kissed her instep, working my way to her toes. I found that sucking her toes through the nylons was unrewarding for either of us, so I asked Patty if she would remove her stockings "No" she said in a low voice, "Be Creative". With one of my long fingernails I cut open the stockings at the toes, and began to rip the nylon until her whole front foot was exposed. I started with the big toe, sucking and caressing each toe in turn with my tongue and mouth. Patty moaned as I worked, sucking each toe in turn and paying special attention to the fleshy area between the toes. Patty's toes and feet were immaculate, clean and odor free, with just a hint of the smell of baby powder. As I licked her toes I massaged her ankles lightly, digging my fingers into the flesh below the ankle bone. I slipped my tongue under the nylon of her ripped stockings and caressed the top of her foot with kisses, then followed the nylon around her foot so that I was licking the instep with long slow strokes, resting lightly with a deep wet kiss on the balls of her foot before moving back to the instep. "Oh Kythe", Patty moaned, such a tongue should not be wasted on a mere foot"! "Eat me Kythe, come higher and taste the real me, taste meÉ taste me Étaste me, make me cum in your mouth" Patty spread her legs, I moved up her legs, kissing and licking my way up her calves, inner knees and thighs until I reached the hem of her skirt. Taking my time, not wanting to spoil the mood, I ran my hands round the firmness of Patty's ass, lifting her toward me as I moved my head beneath her skirt. pulling her panties down with my teeth, my warm breath on her skin. I had expected to see the long firm hardness of a T-Girls cock, what I found was the smooth pussy of a real woman, moist and fragrant. With Patty's legs spread wide and her back arched up to meet me, I ran my tongue deeply along her valley, starting with a playful flick of the tongue in her ass and running all of the way to the sweet knob of her clit. I fully immersed my face in her loins, licking and sucking gently on her clit and fishing deeply into her vagina. Patty began to moan in long drawn out sighs, her body rocking back and forth, to and fro. Patty began to push in short little bursts, pushing my head away with her thighs, groaning loudly. I pushed back determined to keep my tongue moving in random circles over and around her clit. Suddenly she pushed up and out with a scream that I was sure carried to the main room of the nightclub. "Oh, no more Kythe, Oh god that was fine!" Looking at me with a lazy smile on her face, Patty said in a low sultry voice, "Marilyn said you were good with your mouth, and inventive too, but I had no idea!" I held my hand out to Patty, and we both stood up. While smoothing the front of my skirt down, Patty began to rummage around in her purse for a moist towelette for me to clean my face with. As I re-applied my make up using a small mirror, Patty pulled from her purse a short squat rubber device shaped somewhat like a cock, cut in half and rounded smooth. "Kythe the real reason that I brought you back here was to give you this, from Marilyn." While Patty was moving to bend me over to insert the dildo in my ass, she was explaining that "This is a special training dildo, which you will wear for the entire evening, except when your ass is otherwise disposed." "There is a small remote controlled vibrator inside the shaft of this "toy" that will be activated by Marilyn when she thinks it's appropriate." Patty pulled down my panties, and placed a licked finger in my ass moving it in and out, first with one then two, then three fingers, widening the hole to accept the dildo. "Dam, you are tight and I don't have any jellyÉ" "Mmmm I know what we will doÉ" she said. I watched with interest as she lifted her skirt and pulled her panties down, it was exciting when she began rubbing the dildo against her still moist pussy lips, then shoving the dildo up her vagina. With a groan, she pulled the dildo out, now glistening with her juices. Bending me over once more she ran the dildo along my ass valley stopping at the hole and began to insert the dildo into my rectum. Though lubricated with her cum and pussy juices, the dildo was still not very well lubricated. I tried to relax the muscles of my ass like I would if I were letting out a turd, trying not to clamp down on the "foreign" object going in instead of out. I was only partially successful, it hurt a lot going in, but once in place the pain subsided and the pressure of the dildo felt very nice indeed. However, being suddenly filled with that much plastic made me need to pee. Patty agreed that it would be a good idea to adjourn to the ladies room to freshen up, as well as pee. Patty grabbed my hand once more, unbolted the door and said while escorting me through "Marilyn and Jennifer will be missing us, don't you think?"
Outside of the restrooms, we ran into Marilyn and Jennifer, who were looking for us, or more to the point were looking for me. "I was wondering where you two girls had gone off too." Marilyn remarked dryly as Patty explained weakly that she needed to find a private place and time to give me the "special" package from Marilyn.. It was obvious that Marilyn suspected that we had done much more than stuffing the dildo up my ass, and was not happy about it. "Kythe, did Patty give you the dildo?" Marilyn asked as she fingered a small remote control. I nodded, and all of a sudden it felt as if my ass exploded! Something was alive and squirming in my hole, the random movements produced alternating waves of both pleasure and pain. Holding up the remote, Marilyn said "Kythe, there is a small "S" shaped rotating bar inside the dildo in your ass, with this I can make it go faster, slower, or move in and out." Remember, you are mine for the night, to do as I bid, with whom I bid, without question." With a flourish Marilyn pressed her long red fingernail across a switch on the remote, and my ass stopped dancing. Marilyn asked Patty if I had been entertaining enough for her. Patty smiled at Marilyn and responded that I had been quite the "lady" and acted in the manner she required of me. "In other words, Kythe fucked you silly!" chortled Jennifer. "Oh, quite the contrary" said Marilyn "Kythe's balls are tightly tied, and she will not cum until I let her. Isn't that right Kythe?" I nodded again, chastened.
The ladies room was occupied by only a few people as we entered the room en-masse. Marilyn pointed me towards the large stall on the end, the one with the handicapped wheelchair on the door. "Kythe, I will be right outside the door here if you run into a problem. Just relax and you will be fine" This statement struck me as kind of odd, after all I have been taking a pee by myself for a very long time. Marilyn continued as I closed the stall door, "Kythe, if someone knocks softly on the wall, just go right ahead and knock back".
While sitting on the commode, I watched as Marilyn's black shoes moved away from the door, and listened as a hushed conversation began at the other end of the restroom. While pulling up my panties and smoothing the front of my dress, someone entered the stall next to me. No sooner had the door closed then I heard a faint rap on the joining wall. Heeding Marilyn's instructions I rapped back, not sure what was going on. Glancing at the wall next to me, I noticed for the first time a pair of red high heel spike pumps with cream colored hose facing me from under the stall. I could hear the sounds of fabric rustling and watched as a pair of purple panties were slipped down the long legs to rest atop those red shoes in the stall next to me.
There was another scrapping sound as the person with the purple panties and the red shoes began to remove a Styrofoam cup that had been lodged in a large hole in the wall of the stall. This hole was surrounded by black electricians tape, which I had not given a second thought when I first sat down. I watched with interest as the red shoes rose to their tippy toes and in horror as a huge cock slipped it's way through the hole. Like a Cobra from inside a basket, that cock pulsed back and forth in the hole, growing larger and harder with each thrust. Suddenly, I knew that this was a much fabled glory hole, and I was expected to suck that cock until the end. I was pondering the situation when I heard a polite clearing of Marilyn's throat, and felt the sharp whirl of the dildo as Marilyn activated it briefly in my ass.
Taking hold of the cock with my fingers, I could hear the sharp intake of breath from the other side of the wall. I began to stroke the meat, pulling the head toward me, coaxing it to get harder and longer. With my long fingernails I caressed the underside of the shaft, probing through the hole for the unseen ball sacks. With freshly applied lipstick, I kissed the pulsing purple cock head, ringing it with a red wreath of lipstick. I began to tongue the shaft, moistening the whole cock with my lips and tongue. I moved my lips over the head, pushing my tongue around and around the shaft as it moved in and out of my waiting mouth. My balls began to ache as I did this, my shaft straining against the ribbon Marilyn had tied around it. The cock in my mouth came alive as the person on the other side began to push against the hole in the wall. Glancing upwards I saw two sets of long red fingernails curl over the top of the stall, they too were flexing with the motion of the wall and my mouth. The taste of pre-cum suddenly was in my mouth, I pulled off of the cock, and began to lick slowly around the head, low moaning coming from the other side guided me in my efforts. When fingernails on the top of the stall began to rap insistently, I once again took the long shaft into my mouth and began to pump the head quickly in and out. I knew what was coming when the shaft seemed to spasm, I clamped down hard with my lips and took the whole load in my mouth, nearly gagging in the process, so as not to spoil the makeup on my face. This cum tasted very different from Marilyn's, more pungent, more earthy, more masculine. I quickly spit the cum into the toilet, and moved back to clean the cock further, but it was gone, and the cup was once again being placed in the hole. I waited until I heard the bathroom door swing shut before leaving the stall. Marilyn was waiting for me as promised, holding a moist towel and my cosmetic bag. The whole episode from the time I had gone into the stall to pee until the mystery person had cum in my mouth was only seven minutes, though it seemed much longer to me.
Walking back to the booth, Marilyn asked if I enjoyed my experience through the wall, and I had to admit that I did, though not knowing who is on the other side was quite unnerving. "ThatÕs the spice that makes visiting the "Tea Room" so exciting for some." Marilyn responded.
Crossing into the main room from the hallway leading to the restrooms, Patty remarked that it was getting late, and that the "Blue Voile" would be closing soon. "Why don't you all come over to my house for a night cap" she asked our group with a glint in her eye and a smirk on her lips. It was shortly agreed upon then that we would all ride in Patty's car, leaving Marilyn's car in the Blue Voile's parking lot, for the short ride to Patty's loft.
The cold night air was like a slap in the face after the warm glow I was feeling from my activities inside the "Blue Voile". We all piled into Patty's new Red Volkswagen Beetle, a tight fit in any case, but with our large coats and wraps we were quite cozy. Jennifer and I were pressed close together in the back seat, while Patty and Marilyn enjoyed the two front seats. With tires crunching over the road ice, Patty backed her little car onto the main road and proceeded down the empty street toward the four way orgy that I was convinced was to be my next adventure.
to be continued in the next Kythe series