1. Marcy's Playground 12 by loyalsock


    Date: 8/27/2015, Categories: First Time, Author: loyalsock, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    I said good-bye again. Except then he was distracted by a phone call and when his back was turned I walked through the double doors with the other girls. I hadn't even really meant to do it. I just sort of...went with the flow. Which in this case was following the person in front of me. Into a sex club. Oh shit. The front room was hopping. There was a pulsing burgundy-red light strobing from the ceiling. The music was loud, the lyrics, 'marry her anyway', blasted over me, coming out slightly distorted from the multiple speakers around the room. The bass thumped up through my feet. People were dancing and swaying. The lights turned slightly bluish, suddenly accenting everyone's outfits. It wasn't quite wall-to-wall people, but it felt like it to me. The crush of bodies moving. The sounds of people talking and laughing. A bubble of space around me closed, and suddenly I was staring at a mountain of backs and shoulders. God, I hated being short. I pushed through, heading toward the bar, when I recognized what the song was: Rude, by Magic. I got near the back bar and I saw a stairway and ducked down and headed down the stairs, more to get away from the throng than anything. The music faded away completely and I found myself in a wide hallway. If upstairs was nightclub this was more...expensive fancy restaurant lounge. There were couches on each side of the hallway and people were sitting on them, sipping their drinks, and apparently listening intently to each other if their body ...
    language was anything to go by. Someone bumped into me. I turned around. Linda. &#034Oh, hey Marcy,&#034 she said. &#034Hey.&#034 She took my arm and moved us out of the way so we weren't standing in the middle of the hallway right at the bottom of the stairs, blocking the way if someone else wanted to come down. I looked at Linda. She reminded me a little of my mom, if my mom were also someone super cool who I could talk to. &#034I've never been down here,&#034 I said. I just wanted to know what went on. Really want to know. Even if it was just a little bit. Could I talk to her? &#034I'm feeling a little overwhelmed,&#034 I said. &#034I work here and I don't even know much about well...&#034 She smiled at me. I let my facial expression look like I was questioning, because I didn't quite know what to say. &#034You know what I like about this place?&#034 she asked. &#034What?&#034 &#034I feel...liked, and...cared for. I'm safe here. I can be myself here. And I can feel sexy again. Even though I'm not twenty-five anymore.&#034 &#034Huh.&#034 &#034You know fifty percent of our membership fee goes to charity right?&#034 &#034Ut-uh.&#034 &#034Yeah. It goes to **** crisis help and sexual disease prevention education.&#034 &#034Oh, wow.&#034 &#034Yeah. The point is, the place is someplace special and...&#034 she trailed off. &#034And what?&#034 &#034If there's somewhere not to feel overwhelmed, it's here. Everybody is about having a real connection. Where else do you get that?&#034 ...
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