By: Miss F
Strangers in High Heels
I got her text and I thought she would be here tonight. It reads and I quote, “Meet me at Oasis Tuesday night at midnight. I’ll be waiting for you.” It’s now 1:30am and I am alone and horny and a little tipsy; it’s a danger combination, especially for a nymph like me. I attract trouble like a bee to sticky, sweet honey and I’ve been known to stick my entire hand inside the hive, so to speak.
Frustrated and disappointed, I emptied my locker and made my way to the bar to clear my tab. The cute bartender asked me if I had a good time and I managed to muster a smile; “Yea, it was great,” I chirped. It was great. I met some sexy women and swam naked under the warm, starry night. I locked lips and caressed tongues with the softest of mouths and feasted my eyes on gorgeous, supple bodies. Overall, it was a pleasant evening and I tried to shake off my hurt feelings of being stood up by my date.
While shoving my credit card in my wallet, I felt you standing beside me. I glanced sideways at you and noticed your tough, leather jacket and the broadness of your shoulders. I watched you pull out a $20 bill with long, lean fingers and notice your solid jawline. You turned your head to look me dead in the eye, piercing me with cold blue eyes.
“Leaving so soon, gorgeous?”
“Um…well, yea, I guess so. I was stood up, so…,” I trailed off, embarrassed. My face reddened and I felt myself shrinking in size. The last think I wanted to do was present myself as a lonely loser! I quickly started to gather my belongings.
You put your strong hand firmly on my forearm and gave me a carnivorous smile. “Well…let me buy you one more drink. You look too sweet to be alone and I could use some company upstairs.” You licked your lips and check me out from root to tip. My stomach fluttered and my cunt started to tingle. I slowly smiled and blushed again. “Okay, let’s go.”
We didn’t say much as we walked up the staircase and into the semi-private playroom. There was electricity between us–a hot and eager wanting that makes conversation irrelevant. We wanted to fuck another, to mash our mouths together and swallow each other’s tongues. I didn’t get a name and I didn’t want one. I don’t think the Leather Queen did either.
I backed up against the couch, my legs slightly apart. You slowly came towards me and your large frame seemed to eclipse the room. Shoving a denim leg in between mine and pulling me towards you, you kissed me deeply and slowly. I grinded my moist panties against your thigh and returned your passionate energy. You shoved two of those long and graceful fingers past my underwear and deep into my pussy. I arched my back and sprawled spread eagle on the hood of my car. With my skirt hiked up and panties to my knees, I surrendered to your hand, which by now, was in the form of a fist.
I rocked against you and rode waves of ecstasy as you pounded and wiggled my g-spot. Although you wouldn’t let me remove your leather jacket, you somehow managed to pull the top of my dress down, exposing my pink nipples, which you delighted in kissing and sucking. Reaching under my neck and pulling firmly on my hair, I opened my eyes and saw stars.
Here cums trouble! I thought…
Strangers In High Heels
By: Miss F
Strangers in High Heels
I got her text and I thought she would be here tonight. It reads and I quote, “Meet me at Oasis Tuesday night at midnight. I’ll be waiting for you.” It’s now 1:30am and I am alone and horny and a little tipsy; it’s a danger combination, especially for a nymph like me. I attract trouble like a bee to sticky, sweet honey and I’ve been known to stick my entire hand inside the hive, so to speak.
Frustrated and disappointed, I emptied my locker and made my way to the bar to clear my tab. The cute bartender asked me if I had a good time and I managed to muster a smile; “Yea, it was great,” I chirped. It was great. I met some sexy women and swam naked under the warm, starry night. I locked lips and caressed tongues with the softest of mouths and feasted my eyes on gorgeous, supple bodies. Overall, it was a pleasant evening and I tried to shake off my hurt feelings of being stood up by my date.
While shoving my credit card in my wallet, I felt you standing beside me. I glanced sideways at you and noticed your tough, leather jacket and the broadness of your shoulders. I watched you pull out a $20 bill with long, lean fingers and notice your solid jawline. You turned your head to look me dead in the eye, piercing me with cold blue eyes.
“Leaving so soon, gorgeous?”
“Um…well, yea, I guess so. I was stood up, so…,” I trailed off, embarrassed. My face reddened and I felt myself shrinking in size. The last think I wanted to do was present myself as a lonely loser! I quickly started to gather my belongings.
You put your strong hand firmly on my forearm and gave me a carnivorous smile. “Well…let me buy you one more drink. You look too sweet to be alone and I could use some company upstairs.” You licked your lips and check me out from root to tip. My stomach fluttered and my cunt started to tingle. I slowly smiled and blushed again. “Okay, let’s go.”
We didn’t say much as we walked up the staircase and into the semi-private playroom. There was electricity between us–a hot and eager wanting that makes conversation irrelevant. We wanted to fuck another, to mash our mouths together and swallow each other’s tongues. I didn’t get a name and I didn’t want one. I don’t think the Leather Queen did either.
I backed up against the couch, my legs slightly apart. You slowly came towards me and your large frame seemed to eclipse the room. Shoving a denim leg in between mine and pulling me towards you, you kissed me deeply and slowly. I grinded my moist panties against your thigh and returned your passionate energy. You shoved two of those long and graceful fingers past my underwear and deep into my pussy. I arched my back and sprawled spread eagle on the hood of my car. With my skirt hiked up and panties to my knees, I surrendered to your hand, which by now, was in the form of a fist.
I rocked against you and rode waves of ecstasy as you pounded and wiggled my g-spot. Although you wouldn’t let me remove your leather jacket, you somehow managed to pull the top of my dress down, exposing my pink nipples, which you delighted in kissing and sucking. Reaching under my neck and pulling firmly on my hair, I opened my eyes and saw stars.
Here cums trouble! I thought…
Red Hot ‘n Spicy & All Fired Up
The dance floor was packed with guests as the burlesque show started on Saturday night. Things certainly heated up as the smoking hot burly gals ladies graced the ‘stage.’ Miss Cadence strutted her stuff in a classic red fringe costume and got the crowd cheering as she revealed her pasties and twirled her tassels so fast that you would’ve sworn you saw smoke coming off them…talk about hot! The ever so seductive Esther De Ville put on another stellar performance, her stocking peel had everyone’s jaw dropped. Tanya Cheex headlined the show with a red hot ‘n spicynumber to “I Put a Spell On You.” Word has it that Tanya will be returning for a future show at the club, this time with fire tassels!
Special thanks goes out to Minnie da Moocha from NYC, this lovely burlesque lady got everyone at the club all fired up last weekend. This sassy songstress gave it her all and the crowd loved her.
Porn & Popcorn
The sweet smell of popcorn lingered throughout Oasis luring guests upstairs to the red bar lounge, where our makeshift movie theatre was set up showing vintage burlesque footage and short films prior the the main movie screening. Esther De Ville picked some great adult cartoons and various porn to play in the ‘porn’ room as well, which was happily received.
Our special guest and co-host for the evening Darryl Gold from the Hard Liquor and Porn Festival made a compilation of a few short films specifically for this event that were featured at last year’s festival. After Darryl delivered an insightful introduction of the films, the lights dimmed and the magic began! Everyone had a good laugh watching the flicks as they munched on popcorn, it certainly was a fun vibe. Even a few of the film makers were among the crowd, it was great to meet and congratulate them on their work.
After the movie many guests made their way out to the pool (it was such a beautiful night) while others filtered into the play rooms to either watch or join in the fun! Special thanks to Darryl and to the film makers for sharing their magic with us. Another thank you goes out to Esther, Vince, Janus and the “popcorn making staff” for making it all come together!