A Study in Red
-one woman's account of a CLUB.CAKE adventure-
text by: Georgia

It was Valentine's Day when J. decided that L. was ready for his first CAKE party. They planned to get dressed at his place, and when J. walked in the door to L.'s apartment that night, she could hear the shower running. She gleefully stripped off her clothes in a mad dash to the bathroom, leaving her various articles in a trail behind her through the bedroom. J. slipped into the shower in front of L. as he was washing his hair.

"Hey gorgeous," L. greeted her, and the two of them embraced and began a slow, wet kiss. J. moved her hands down L.'s back to cup his ass.

"Wait! Wait!" he pulled away and reached for something on the shelf outside the shower.

"Happy Valentine's baby," he said, and presented her with a ten inch, candy apple red, waterproof vibrator. The thing glistened as water ran off of it and J. giggled with delight.

"Oh sweetie," she cooed, "how thoughtful, but do we have time now to break it in?"

"We'll make time." He smirked, and pulled her towards him. He began to kiss J.'s neck as the hot water ran over her face and she soon grabbed for his cock and pressed it against her.

L. turned the vibrator to the highest setting and ran it over J.'s nipples and she watched as they quickly became hard. L. then moved his mouth down her body and crouched to his knees as he licked and kissed her stomach and then moved the vibrator down to her clit.

J. moaned and looked down at him and he reached for her hand and then the two of them moved to the shower floor. J. got on top of L. as he positioned the vibrator against her clit, and she felt the hot water pouring against her back and her skin begin to pulsate.

L. then flipped her over so her back was against his front as he bent his knees and leaned against the shower wall, pulling her in between his legs. He then spread her thighs with his hands and pushed her hips forward, so that her crotch was perfectly aligned with the pouring rush of hot water.

L. held the vibrator just barely against the lips of J.'s cunt as she easily rocked her clit against the pounding of the water, resulting in a delicious, hands-free orgasm within moments.

After the shower, J. and L. began to get dressed. J. decided to go all out that night, and wore her black fishnets with no underwear and some very short red hot pants. On top she wore a backless halter top and her hair up in loose curls.

L. looked incredibly sexy himself in a pair of black leather pants and a close-fitting red t-shirt. The two of them were ready to rock The Red Party in style.

There was a game room ahead of them, a tarot card reader to their left, and upstairs they could see burlesque dancers readying themselves to begin their performance. J. was excited and she could tell that L. was as well as he felt his hand rest in the small of her back.

They decided to start with a game of strip blackjack. J. kept winning and winning and as the rest of the people at the table began to lose their clothes and J. continued to laugh. She could feel L. behind her and his hands begin to wander over her body. She leaned her head back and they kissed briefly, L. pushing his tongue into her mouth and J. feeling the beginnings of an erection pressing into her ass.

After the game they headed back to the bar to order another round of drinks. As they sat, L. stared into J.'s eyes. "You look incredibly hot tonight," L. told her. "If I didn't already know that I'm going to get to fuck you later I'd be trying to hit on you right now."

"Hey," J. stopped him, "I'd watch your language." She spun herself off her barstool. "The last thing I am is a forgone conclusion." And with that, J. made her way to the dance floor.

She stepped into the middle of the room under the lights and began to move to the music. She closed her eyes and felt the rhythms of the music in her body. She moved her hips and ran her fingers through her hair and suddenly she felt a pair of hands grab her hips and a man's body moving in time with hers.

She turned around expecting L., but it was instead a super-sexy dark haired man with sparking light eyes and a brilliant smile.

He held J.'s hips and began to move his own in time with hers, pressing his crotch against hers and bending his knees deeply.

J. looked around for L. and saw him on the edge of the dance floor. She smiled at him and he winked back and took a seat at one of the banquettes right in front of her. He leaned back leisurely and sipped his cocktail, watching every move that her body made.

Meanwhile back on the dance floor, this man was quite a dancer. He twisted J. around and spun her out and back into him. He pressed her back against his front and undulated his hips with hers, and then he twirled her backwards and forwards again. J. was having a blast and had begun to lightly perspire. She was about to excuse herself from the man when he leaned down to whisper in her ear, "you're a phenomenal dancer," he told her.

"Thank you," J. replied, "you're actually quite wonderful yourself."

"Are you here with anyone special?" the man asked.

"Actually, yes," J. said, "my boyfriend, who, you'll have to excuse me, I am going to go take a break with at the moment. Thank you for the dance."

"Too bad," he said, "now would have been the perfect time for me to kiss you." And with that, he reached for her hand and brought it to his lips and J. was off.

She plopped down on the banquette next to L., who at this point was a bit flushed and grinning at her.

"Did that guy want to fuck you?," L. asked in a mock-innocent voice.

"I don't know," J. responded coyly. "What if he had?"

"Then I'd say he's not the only one," L. answered while leaning over to bite her on the neck gently.

"I want to take you home now," L. said very seriously.

"But why," J. asked, "we still haven't even been upstairs." "Because" L. moved to whisper in her ear, "I have some things in mind for later tonight and I'm getting a bit impatient."

"And what might those things be," J. questioned sweetly.

L. took his hand and ran it along the length of J.'s inner thigh, stopping just short of her crotch. He took his other hand and held her face, staring into her eyes. All of a sudden he moved the side of his hand into her crotch and began to rub it against her.

J. instantly felt a wave of heat move through her body.

"I want to take you home to my bed," L. began. "and I want to slowly peel off all of your clothes, and your slutty tights I'm going to rip off with my teeth." L. continued to move his hand against J. under the table, and J. had begun to angle her hips to accept him.

"Then I'm going to take them and use them to bind your wrists together. You're going to scream but you're going to like it. Then I'm going to lick your entire body, starting with your pink little toes. I'm going to take each one in my mouth and run my tongue in between them."

J. began to breathe more heavily, and she had almost forgotten that she was in a public place. The sound of L.'s words in her ear were all that her body could accept.