Page 10 of Good Girl's Bad Lessons

That’s why I’m here.

Nico pressed a hand on her back, and her pussy tingled. Nico was enormous, his hand on her so strong and powerful. Would she ever become like him? This sexy, and capable of arousing someone else by the simplest touch? Doubtful. Just because someone took acting classes from Meryl Streep didn’t mean they’d become Oscar winners overnight, but hey, it had to freaking help.

A bald man impeccably dressed in all-black shirt and pants greeted her at the entrance. He opened the door for them, and Nico brought her closer to him still, wrapping an arm around her shoulder.

Clouds of smoke filled the air, and the blend of expensive fragrances, sex, and sweat pushed into her nostrils. She blinked once, then twice. A myriad of tents, varying in shades of pink, purple, and black occupied the immense space.

People walked around them, some of them fully dressed, a few women topless, and others completely nude. She swallowed the lump of confusion in her throat. What the fuck did he expect her to do?

“What’s the goal here?” she asked him.

A black mask with gold beads covered half his face. He flashed her the wolfish smile that weakened her knees. “Tonight’s second lesson: unleash your inhibitions.”

“This place is better suited for a graduation, not a beginner’s first day.”

“It’s an intensive course, piccola. If you don’t think you’re up to it, though, I understand. I’ll need you to complete your end of the bargain, of course, but I won’t judge you for changing your mind about your request.”

She snorted. Did he want to scare her away? Well played. “Not a chance. It’ll take more than a few naked, horny strangers to change my mind,” she said, happy to exude the confidence she certainly didn’t have. What if someone from her day job recognized her even with the mask? She dealt with various translation agencies and direct clients, and hoped she wouldn’t be running into any of them tonight.

“Good. Come,” he said, and lowered his hand on her back. Past her back.

Did he just touch my ass? A wave of warmth spread across her cheeks and neck. She’d always known her butt was larger than half the population unless you were a Kardashian. She’d tried working out, but instead of disappearing, her ass had only gotten bigger and more toned, like the creature from an Alien movie.

He squeezed her cheek, making it clear it hadn’t been a mistake. She cleared her throat, unsure if she should keep walking or slap him in the face. She glanced around them, and in the fuchsia tent, a lot worse was happening.

A woman was blindfolded, and two men screwed her, one from behind and the other from the front. Moans of pleasure filled the air, and one of the men spanked her ass. She yelped but rocked her hips into his penis, obviously enjoying the game. The crowd watched them, at all stages of undress. A woman removed her own clothes and reached for her partner’s pants, unzipping them.

A lot of those attendees wore green wristbands.

Nico planted a kiss on her bare shoulder, and she shivered. He brought his hands to her waist, enveloping her from behind, linking her in a cocoon of heat and hazy arousal. His hard-on poked her, and she sucked the air from her already constricted lungs. Holy crap. How the hell was she going to fit all that monstrosity inside her?

“You have a sexy ass, Emma. Round and so full,” he said in a growly voice so close to her ear only she could hear.

“A-are you serious?” she asked, because damn it she had to be sure. The women he’d dated, according to a quick social media search she’d done, had all been slim and tall. “I thought I wasn’t your type,” she said, remembering how she had to goad him into sleeping with her for a month.

He kissed her earlobe, provoking tingles on her flesh. “You’re any man-with-a-pulse’s type.”

His compliment made female pride swell in her chest. Maybe he said that to every girl he dated, but she didn’t care. She regarded the threesome in full swing several feet from them. The man screwing the woman in the ass produced a dildo twice as big as his dick, then thrust it in and out of her with gusto.

Sweat glistened on her naked body, the sheets around them rumpled. Even though a dozen people watched them, the dim lighting and soft colored fabric behind them still gave the ambience a tone of intimacy.

Nico cupped her breasts, and she leaned into his body, the circular movements of his fingers on her nipples driving her out of her mind. He caught her right nipple between his thumb and index finger, squeezing it, and she moaned louder than intended. She immediately looked around them, but thanks to the threesome’s live porn show, no one paid attention to her or Nico.

A third man joined the trio, wearing a red mask with black accents. He had pierced nipples and tattoos covering most of his abdomen. When he approached the woman, she gave him a rueful smile and whispered too low for the audience to hear.

He began playing with the man who used the dildo on her, and his cock hardened.

Whoa. One outing with Nico and he’d already introduced her to a modern-day Caligula live show. How would he top this lesson?

Chapter Four

Nico kissed her ear, played with her breasts, and she moaned. Restless, she rocked her hips in to him, incapable of staying still, aroused as fuck. His dick grew against her butt, and she chewed on her lower lip, suppressing a mewing sound.

“I feel pre-cum coating my cock, Emma. It’s all for you.”

Emma’s insides seared with a heat she had no idea how to extinguish. Well, she had some idea… Her chest rose and fell in quick, shallow breaths, and suddenly the orgy in front of her blurred, even though she looked in their direction. Desire, pure and simple, fogged her vision and pumped her bloodstream relentlessly.

“Nico…” she whispered.

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