Page 75 of Hardcore Vanilla
This room - and he needed to stop thinking of it as the Orgy Room, because that was not what he was there for - had a massive bed right in the center. Like, big enough for twenty people with a little bit of space left over. The window into the hallway was three times the size of the windows into the other rooms and there were no curtains.
Jake grinned at the looks he received as he came into the room. It wasn't particularly full tonight - only two other couples and one man with two women. Interest lit up their eyes as they recognized him. The man with the two women looked particularly interested. Right now, he was propped up against the massive headboard and the ladies were making out with each other, kneeling on either side of his body and kissing above him while one of them stroked his cock, allowing him to watch everything else that was going on in the room.
One of the two couples was on the edge of the bed, the woman on her back while the man held her legs draped over his arms, thrusting into her from a standing position. His thrusts slowed, causing his partner to turn and see what he was looking at. The other couple were up by the headboard on the opposite side of the bed from the ménage, the woman riding the man in reverse cowgirl position.
He didn't know any of them by name, but he liked that even better. There was something sexy about anonymity while engaging in an intimate act - as long as the woman he was engaging in it with wasn't totally anonymous to him.
Speaking of.
Pulling Sharon back over his shoulder, he enjoyed his brief glimpse of her flushed face, eyes bright with excitement, before spinning her around. Because he kept her back pressed up against him, his cock digging into the sweet curve of her ass, he could feel her suck in a breath of hot excitement as she saw everyone's eyes on her. They'd drawn the attention of everyone in the room.
He was sure that if he looked over his shoulder there would be more people at the window. Maybe even some of their friends.
And even more people watching in the movie room next door.
Although he didn't need the extra titillation to make his cock hard, not with Sharon pressed up against him, he was still enjoying it. The thrill of almost getting caught was different than the thrill of knowing people were watching.
******
Oh, Captain Caveman was a dirty fucker.
Sharon found herself staring back at several sets of eyes, although her eyes were immediately drawn to the two women making out. It wasn't really her thing, but no one could deny the hot sensuality between the two of them, and it was a lot more comfortable than meeting someone else's eyes while Jake's hands were moving over her stomach and up to her breasts.
She'd played publicly in the club before, but she had never played where the point was to be watched. People watched scenes. They came and went. It was hot.
This was somehow different. Maybe because this wasn't a scene? No set-up, no spankings, no bondage... Just her, and Jake, and all the people watching.
Heat flushed through her body, from her blushing cheeks all the way down to her clenching pussy. Her nipples were hard little buds pressing against the front of her dress, but they felt even more swollen as Jake's hands came up from below to cup her breasts. Sharon moaned, leaning back against him, her eyelashes fluttering.
The wet sounds of sex filled her ears as everyone started moving again, pleasuring themselves while watching her and Jake. Or maybe watching each other. Sharon's eyes opened again.
Nope. Definitely watching her and Jake.
Excitement tingled along her skin.
There was a low moan across the room and she looked over to see that the two women had stopped kissing each other and were now bent over the man's cock, which they were both enthusiastically licking. He had one hand resting on each of their heads but was watching the newcomers avidly. Sharon whimpered a little, wriggling as she pressed her legs together.
They were hot together.
"What do you like better?" Jake whispered in her ear, his lips moving over the curved shell and sending tingles of sensation down her spine. His hands caressed her breasts, pushing them upwards so that they almost spilled out the front of her dress. "Watching or being watched?"
She was practically panting as he pinched her nipples, the tiny buds throbbing against his fingertips. He rolled them between his fingers, tugging when she didn't answer, and adding a little bite of pain to the pleasure.
"I don't know," she whispered back, turning her head so she could catch his lips with hers.
Jake rocked his hips against her ass as he kissed her. The position wasn't entirely comfortable for her, but he released one breast, his right hand coming up to curve around her throat, so she didn't have much of a choice. Shuddering, Sharon whimpered again as he wrapped her hair around his hand and used it to direct her movements.
Her head was tipped back, ending the kiss and giving him access to her throat. As he kissed his way down her sensitive skin, Jake's other hand pulled the straps of her dress down, baring her breasts to the room.
She could feel people's eyes on her. Not just the people in the room, but she imagined all the people in the room next door, watching the live feed screen. Watching Jake tug her dress down over her hips and leaving her completely exposed. Her dress was a puddle of fabric around her feet, her garters, stockings, and heels offered no real coverage. He rocked against her again, the bulge of his cock right against the seam of her ass.
A moment later he was pushing her upper body forward, bending her over the bed, and Sharon put her hands out in front of her to keep from totally collapsing on it. The bed was soft, but she could feel the rubber just beneath the high-quality sheet and bed cover. Thanks to Patrick and Lexie, she knew the layers were washed every single night, so she didn't worry about the cleanliness of it.
She let out a small shriek, drawing the attention of everyone in the room again, when Jake's hand smacked against her ass. It wasn't very hard, but it still startled her... and stung a little. Sharon wiggled her ass, lifting it slightly, to ask for more.
Jake wasn't the only one who chuckled.
Slap! Slap! Slap!
