In the year 1920, the words jazz and sex were almost always used in the same sentence. For Scarlett Veniti however, it had become a lifestyle. With her short, pixie blonde hair, perfect cupid face and waif thin frame, she was every mans fantasy. But it wasn't until she sang, that the true, raw, sexual energy flowed out of her like water. When she sang it was like a sirens song, luring you into the cold and dangerous water. But I didn't care. She was my drug and my obsession. I would watch her perform in the Rose theatre. Every night I would go, ordering my usual, Jack Daniels on ice. To me, the drink represented the taste of her flesh against my tongue. The very thought of it made my loins churn with excitement. But why would she ever want me. I wasn't a part of the fancy sex filled world that she belonged to. I would forever remain in the audience....watching my sweet heart pass me by, never knowing that I was on her mind all along.
But on September 15th 1920, this would all change. The Rose theatre was packed with spectators, waiting to see the glorious Scarlett Veniti perform her now infamous routine. As usual I went. I ordered my Jack Daniels and sat down, waiting for the show to begin. From the moment the curtains parted, I knew that the show would be slightly different that night. The lighting was a different hue, and even the instruments had a sexier tune to them. It wasn't until she stepped out however, that I knew just how different this night would be. She was dressed in a crimson red satin dress. The design looked Parisian. It wasn't her usual flapper look...no this was something special. " Hello and welcome, to all you night owls!!" Scarlett said in the same sultry voice she had always used on the audience. "Tonight, I would like to shake things up a bit. You know me, but I want to know you." She said. " This is why I would like every cat in the audience to come up here and join me on the stage. Let me discover you!" she cried. "Whoever I like the most will win the rest of the evening with me." She said. When she spoke these crucial words, the entire theatre went wild. The sounds of feet scrambling were consuming my ears. But the whole time, through the madness, I wondered if I should join the audience. Was I ready to look into her eyes face to face? With my soul, exposed in her cold stare? But what I did know, was if i didn't try I would spend the rest of my life wandering what would of happened if I had just had the courage to step into the unknown.
I walked up on the stage with the other admirers. She looked at us; a sly grin creeping up on her face. It was innocent yet mischievous all at the same time, mesmerizing us. She had that power over men and she knew it. She walked by us....and then she looked at me. Her eyes sparkled with curiosity and I knew at that moment that I had somehow caught her attention. "What your name sugar?" she said. "Alec." I responded shakily. " Well Alec I do believe that your the winner of this competition." She answered sexily. When she said this I could hear and feel the disappointment in the others faces. But I didn't care. I had just bought myself time with the sexiest women in the world. I had just gotten an endless amount of the most intoxicating drug....I felt alive. "Sorry boys....better luck next time." She said. "But Alec, you'll have to follow me." She reached out for my hand; and I gave it to her.
As everyone was leaving, Scarlett led me to her change room. I had never seen it before then and it felt like I was entering a Sultans brothel. The walls were draped with red satin sheets and in every corner there were erotic paintings and sculptures that had been imported from India. In the middle of the room there was a giant bed that had been ornamented with giant, Indian pillows. What kind of fun had she had in store? As I looked around she sat on her bed and lit a cigarette. " so what do you think?" she looked at me through her long, thick eyelashes. I can still see her now. The red queen, sitting on her throne. She was stunning and I had a loss for words. "Cats caught your tongue?" she asked, smiling connivingly. "well come here," she patted her hand on the bed, "let me help." I walked over and sat there beside her. "So how can I help you get your voice back?" she asked me through a cloud of smoke. But I didn't answer. How could I when I was so dumbstruck by her beauty. "Perhaps like this?" she whispered. At that moment she leaned in and kissed me. It was the most tender kiss of my life. Her lips tasted of cigarettes and whiskey. At first I couldn't move. I was like a deer caught in the headlights; unable to think, unable to move. But her lips became more and more urgent for my kiss and I was finally cured. I let her tongue discover my ever-willing mouth, letting her taste my soul. "mmm.....your delicious." She moaned. "would you like to go further?" she asked. I kissed her back, giving her the wordless response. As we kissed I stroked her hair and body. Each stroke I gave her, felt as if I was stroking myself. I could feel the blood rushing from my head down to my member. It grew with every waking moment, wanting to break free from its confinement. As I was thinking this it was like she was reading my thoughts. She grabbed my trousers and unbuttoned them. Underneath my hardness was showing. Ashamed, I tried to cover it up. But I stopped when I realized that the sight of my ever-growing cock made her wet with anticipation. She exposed me, looking at me with a sly smile on her face. At that moment she laid her perfectly crimson mouth on my member. She moved up and down, licking up all of my juices, seeming to enjoy the taste. She stroked my shaft and engulfed my balls with her mouth, swallowing me whole. At that moment I experienced the greatest pleasure of my life. But I wanted to taste her. I wanted to taste her sweet juices on my mouth. I looked down at her. Watching her head bob up and down as she pleasured me. Her lipstick leaving trails of crimson red all over my shaft. I removed her head from my cock and made her look deep into my eyes. "Now its your turn." I whispered. I picked her up and laid her on the sheets. She looked taken aback as if she didn't know what to expect. I kissed her on the forehead then worked my way down her face. Soon I was at her neck and before I knew it I had made it down to her toes. The red dress that she had on, was still covering her body and I wanted to release her like she had released me. I parted her legs and looked up her dress, looking at her pantyhose and the garter that was holding them up. But just past that, I could see her ,opening at my touch. I could see her tight pink pussy glistening with anticipation. It called to me, making my want to kiss it as if it needed healing. I parted her legs even more, and dived straight into her. I stroked her hard pink clit with my tongue, tasting her most intimate part. "Yeah, that's it." She moaned. I could hear her moans getting louder and louder as I worked my magic. Soon I could feel her writhing underneath me. But then...she stopped. "I want you to fuck me!" she screamed. " I want to feel you inside of me." "Your wish is my command." I replied. I took off her dress revealing her dainty, white body. It was a sight to appreciate and behold. The beauty of her paleness was exaggerated by the sharp contrast of the red sheets to her skin. Her beautiful breasts were round and perky, bouncing whenever she moved. Her small mound of pubic hair was as fair as her hair, confirming that she was indeed a natural blonde. She looked up at me and invited me to lie with her, joining her in a night of pleasure. I took off my remaining clothes and laid on top of her. "Come into me." She whispered in my ear. She glided my stiff cock into her wetness. As I went into her, I could feel every contour inside of her. She moaned as I thrusted into her. As I did this I kissed her and laid my hand on her clit. I rubbed her until the point of orgasm. But just before she was about to explode, she changed positions and went on top. She rode me like a horse. She was panting and squealing with excitement. Her face was glistening with sweat, making her even more irresistible to me. I couldn't help but flip her on her hands and knees. Her taut ,white ass facing me. I took her small waist in my hands and started fucking her from behind. At this point I could do nothing but moan. Her body responded to my cries and started writhing to my rhythm. Soon our moans became one and we felt every sensation at the same time. "I'm going to explode!" she cried. At the same time, I could feel the build-up ready to explode out of me as well. I let out a cry, and all the warm liquids gushed out of me and into her. My cum aroused her even more and she also let out a cry of pleasure. I slumped down on top of her, exhausted and thrilled at the turn of events. She turned to me and smiled. "That was amazing." She gleamed. I smiled and lay there next to her, holding her in my arms. "And this is just the beginning." she said. But what we both didn't know, at that wonderful moment in time, was that this was really the beginning of the end.
To be continued.......
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