Savvy
Dear Diary
Club Drei, means Club Three in German. Interesting. I asked Stacy what happens at Club Drei. She said prepare for an adventure, oh and bring lube. I took Nicole's advice, and after talking to Garrett, who said he’d be happy to help me prepare, I bought anal plugs. Garrett’s been helping me level up all week in size. We don’t really have s*x anymore, but we’ve helped each other get off a couple of times. He’s a good friend.
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“Mazy, thank you again for letting me pick an outfit out in your boutique,” I said to her, as I looked at what she had out on the store floor.
“Anytime friend. I even brought back some dresses from Paris after my runway show. The designer there let Garrett and I keep everything we showed and a couple of other outfits. Do you want to see?”
“ I do!” Stacy yelled.
“Where’s Garrett?” I asked.
“He has a date tonight, so he’s skipping out. Just us girls tonight. I hope I meet someone freaky tonight. I am in the mood for DPV.”
“What’s DPV?”
Stacy looked at me in shock. “Um, double penetration.”
“Wait, what? You mean like in your vagina? Two?”
Stacy smiled mischievously and nodded.
“It doesn’t hurt?”
“I mean, it does but in a good way. You need a lot of lube, and I mean a lot. Plus, I need to be super turned on and wet. I prefer two average size c*cks, but I’ll take one big one and a smaller one too. The stretch is delicious. I’ve even squirted when I get DP.”
“Oh, I have no trouble doing that. If I get hit in the right spot, I’m like Niagra falls.”
Peels of Stacy’s laughter caught Mazy’s attention when she came out from the back. Stacy told her what I said and she burst out laughing. I didn’t know I was such a comedian.
“Oh, girl. You say the funniest things sometimes,”Mazy said.
Mazy started showing off what she got from Paris. I snagged a red twenties style dress from her hands.
“This is gorgeous and so light. I didn’t think it would be with the beading on the bodice.”
“Go try it on.”
I looked at myself in the mirror. The dress was tight and molded my body like a second skin. It was kind of a body suit with an open back with a fringe skirt and sheer lace on the bodice with sparkling beading. I moved my lower body and watched the fringe swish. I giggled. It made me feel pretty. I walked back to the front of the store.
“Ohhh, you look so pretty. That dress is perfect,” Mazy said.
“I really love it.”
“Good it’s yours. Also it’ll go good with those silver sparkly heels over there.”
I looked where she pointed and put them on. The heels did go well with the dress. She got behind the glass counter and opened the back and took out a silver clip shaped in a circle of crystals. She came to me and quickly put my hair in a twisted bun. She used the clip to keep in place. Then she got some dangling silver earrings and put them on me.
“I was going to put a necklace on you but I think a choker would be better. I have one just in mind.”
She left me for a minute and came back with a long rectangular box. She opened it. Inside was a silver chain choker. The links were extremely tiny. She clasped it around my neck, the long chain in the back went down my spine to my mid back. I touched the front and went to look in the mirror by the glass counter. There was a circle of diamonds against my throat.
“It’s beautiful, Mazy.”
“Thanks, I designed it.”
“Jeez, you are a jack of all trades fashionista,” I said.
She blushed with pleasure.
“Where’s your mask?” Stacy asked.
“In my bag.”
I ran over and pulled out a velvet square box. I opened it and took the mask out. It was silver with crystals around the eyes that kept going down the sides of the nose. It tied in the back and Stacy helped me put it on.
“You look gorgeous. Silver and red really look good on you,” Stacy said.
“Will you take a picture of me, I promised Mac I’d send him a picture.”
“Ohhh, Mac. That’s one s*xy man.” Mazy said.
“I didn’t know you knew him,” I said, as I posed for Stacy.
“ I don’t really. But I’ve seen him around the condo pool when I’ve visited Stacy. He has this friend, who is just as fine as he is. Tall, extremely built, with tattoos. He has black hair and green eyes. The first time I saw him I think I had a mini orgasm.”
“Oh, you mean Jack. Oh yeah. That man is F.I.N.E.. I’ve often wondered if he and Mac had a thing you know. They seem pretty intimate with each other. They’re super close,” Stacy said.
“He didn’t mention a Jack on our date,” I said. I was trying to rack my brain. We talked about a lot of things, but I don’t think we ever mentioned friends. Huh.
“Wait, you had a date with Mac?” Mazy asked.
“Oh, that’s right. It was the night you, Stacy and Garrett had that food threesome,” I said, with a little grimace. I couldn’t imagine having s*x with food. How does that work? I’d have to ask.
“Hey, don’t knock it. Sucking whip cream off of Garrett’s d*ck is one of my favorite things to do,” Mazy said. I giggled.
“I guess I could see that. I just don’t know how that all works with a v*gina’s delicate balance, you know?”
“We try not to put anything in the v*gina food wise. But the rest of the body is free for all. And we make sure Garrett is sufficiently clean before he sticks his rod anywhere.” We all erupted into laughter.
“Anyway, back to the date,” Mazy said.
“Right. So I cooked dinner for us, we talked a lot. I swear it was so easy to open up to him. I liked it.”
“That’s it, that’s all that happened?” Stacy asked.
“Well, no. Let’s just say, Garrett is big, but Mac is..” I looked around and saw Stacy’s twenty ounce pepsi bottle and pointed at it.
“No, fucking way.”
“Okay, maybe not that big, but close. It stretched me good. I’ve never been d*ckmatized like I was after he and I finished. I was utterly destroyed by him.”
“Sounds like you really like him,” Mazy said.
“I mean, he’s great. But, we hardly know each other. We’ve been texting every night since our date. He’s really funny. I’d like to get to know him better. But, if what you say is true about this Jack person, he didn’t tell me and now I’m wondering if he’s taken. He didn’t say he was Bi. Not that I’d have a problem with that. But I would think that would be something one would bring up, right?”
“Maybe. It was a first date. Maybe he didn’t want to overwhelm you. Have you told him about us? About Garrett?”
“Well, no. I guess you’re right. Maybe our next date, cuz I know there will be one.”
“That’s right girl, manifest that sh*t,” Mazy yelled. Stacy and I broke out in a fit of giggles. I took my phone from Stacy and picked the best picture and sent it to Mac.
Miss seeing you... Here's the picture I promised.
Macalicious: F*cking gorgeous.
I smiled. I conteplating sending him another but restrained myself. I didn't want to seem too desperate.
I waited for Mazy and Stacy to get ready. I walked around the store and picked out a couple of outfits I liked. Mazy gave me a fifty percent discount on anything I wanted in her store for life. I have the best friends. Nicole, Stacy, Mazy and Garrett. They are the best. I am hoping to add Mac to that list. I really did like him. I’d have to ask him about Jack, if what Mazy says is true.
We pulled up to the club. The building was black. Black rook, black walls, blacked out windows and two stories. Club Drei was in cursive in a giant sign with black and blue neon.
We were let in after flashing our cards. The music was a slow sensual beat. There was lots of base and I could feel it. There were moans in the music. The space we walked into was dark with black light everywhere. I was actually surprised how clean everything looked. Because in my experience with black lights, it shows everything. People were making out, I saw couples, threesome foursomes. All were on round beds, or plush couches. No one was on the floor. There was a long bar on one side of the room. I saw the bartender getting f*cked from behind by a big guy as she served drinks. It was kind of funny to see.
Mazy, Stacy, and I stood in a corner watching the scenes around us. I found I really liked to watch others have s*x. I was feeling really wet, and my cl*t was pulsing. I felt Mazy’s hands start to caress my shoulders lightly, her lips started to kiss my neck. I moaned. It felt good. I’ve never been with a woman, but I wasn’t opposed to it. She stood behind me and brought her hands under my arms and cupped my br*asts. I heard her moan and looked behind me. Stacy was behind her on her knees, her head under Mazy’s dress. Mazy had her legs spread and I could only imagine what Stacy was doing. I brought my right hand to my covered p*ssy and pressed. F*ck I was so horny. I turned my head back to the room and saw two men standing across from me. They were side by side as they watched Mazy squeeze my t*ts and I basically touch myself over my clothes. One of the guys said something to the other. They were both in black sheer short sleeved shirts and had black slacks on. Their masks covered their whole face except their lips. Both of them were black and silver. Like they were twins. Except one guy was slightly taller and more muscular than the other. And he had tattoos covering his chest and upper arms.
I tilted my neck as Mazy started to suck. Then she whispered in my ear.
“They’re watching you. They look delicious. You should walk over there and have some fun.”
“Just walk over there? What would I do?”
“Have you ever had a threesome?”
“No.”
“Well, you’re about to. It’s a good thing you had Garrett help you stretch you out this week. Now go. Have some fun,” she said, as she gave me a pat on my a*s and a little shove.
Here goes nothing. With a fast beating heart I made my way over to the two men.