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It was all the rage and Aiden couldn’t ignore it any longer. Pan’s Labyrinth had opened up in the Meatpacking District and it was receiving rave reviews from the bisexual community; a club dedicated to bisexuals and pansexuals alike. If you went there, it was assumed that you liked men, women and anyone lovely in between. Despite its cute logo and demure entrance, the venue was really a sex club.Aiden loved sex but she hesitated on going to the club because of her incessant shyness and rampant social anxiety. But on this particular night, she forced herself to go to the club. She felt more masculine today, so she decided to wear her black custom tailored suit, white collared long sleeve dress shirt and black Aldo menswear-inspired shoes to Pan’s Labyrinth. With her slick backed dapper dyed blonde hair that was buzzed on the sides and her Acqua di Parma cologne on, she felt and looked amazing, which was rare for her.Any ounce of insecurity or fear faded away the moment she stepped into the club, which was illuminated by an ample amount of candles carefully designated on the tables, bar and sconces on the walls. The smell of nagchampa was thick in the air and infiltrated Aiden’s lungs, reinvigorating her with a deep sense of calm. Instead of the shy, awkward girl that the rest of the world had known previously as Alyssa, she was now the sexy, handsome and dapper Aiden. A man that was turning heads left and right the further she moved toward the bar.I can’t believe that this is happening, she thought to herself as she carefully chose a barstool in the middle of the bar and ordered a whiskey sour. She scanned the room as she patiently waited for her drink and sure enough, a few people were still staring at her, clearly intrigued. Both handsome men and beautiful women were gazing at her, drinking in her masculine, dapper image and sensual, erotic aura. Her intention at this club was to not participate in any sexual play; instead, she had come as a voyeur, to enjoy the succulent image of two or more people lavishing each other in sweet, erotic bliss. There was nothing sexier to Aiden than watching a group of people fuck deliriously and connect in such a raw, visceral way, completely letting go of any trace of inhibition or shame, only to replace it with coalescing shimmering lust.She felt his presence before she even saw him. His aura was beautiful, intense and otherworldly. Instead of feeling intimidated isvecbahis and scared by his ethereal, sensually dominant presence, she felt calm and reassured. He was wearing a black face mask that covered the top half of his face; with his slick-backed raven hair, luxurious three-piece blue suit and sexy brown double monk dress shoes, he looked like Aiden’s wet dream come true. His mere presence next to her at the bar was making her so fucking wet from imminent desire.“How does it feel being the most coveted creature in this room right now?” The rich, deep voice whispered huskily to Aiden. “My name is Damien. It’s not every day that someone demands my attention in this place. I suspect it’s your first time here?”Aiden nodded and gulped. “I’m a little intimidated, I won’t lie.”“I can sense it.” Damien nodded. “Well, good thing I just wanted to make out tonight. Nothing more. I feel like most people just rush into sex now. You know? It’s very off-putting.”Aiden relaxed and smiled. “I completely agree. I have the same issue, too.”Damien grinned, highlighting his sexy, dimpled smile. “Excellent. Shall we find a couch? Or would you rather request a room?”Aiden felt her heart accelerate and a fresh wave of adrenaline burst throughout her tightly coiled system. Should she be trusting a male so quickly? What had propelled her to visit this sex club in the first place? She was starting to doubt all of this when Damien suddenly placed his large, lovely hand on her knee and gently caressed it, sending a wave of comfort through Aiden’s disconcerted body.“It’s okay,” Damien demurely whispered. “If you don’t want to do anything, I completely understand. I will let you go. No means no. I will not force myself on anyone.”Aiden felt her throat constrict as she thought of how she had been living her life in replete fear. Fear of fulfilling her dreams, goals and in this case, her sexual fantasies. Propelled by this sudden self-directed anger, she was about to reply to Aiden’s proposal when the bartender set down her whiskey sour. After quickly chugging it in less than one minute, Aiden placed her small hand on his firm, toned thigh and gazed deeply into his intoxicating hazel eyes.“I want to fuck you with our clothes on,” she whispered lowly. “For as long as you want.”Damien shivered and quickly stood up. “Very well. Shall we go to the couch in the corner?”Aiden smiled. “Yes, sir.”He seemed to genuinely enjoy isveçbahis giriş being addressed as sir because his sexy smile grew into a smirk. “Good boy. Let’s go.”Aiden expected to feel primal fear as he took Damien’s outstretched hand and followed him to the large, plush red sofa that was conveniently tucked away in the corner next to the bar; instead, he felt nothing but sheer excitement and raw, visceral lust. It was so discreet and dark here that nobody was even glancing their way. They were one with the shadows, free to explore their delicious desires with no one to judge or castigate them. But the reality of the situation struck Aiden as soon as he sat on the plush couch; Damien desired him because he was a handsome, dapper male. Which meant that he was expecting Aiden to have a penis, which was something that he definitely didn’t have…“I’ve been dying to kiss a sexy pair of lips like yours for months now,” Damien cooed as he sat down next to Aiden. “Get on top of me and kiss me as hard as you fucking want.”Aiden hesitated at first, but he quickly did as he was told. He carefully straddled Damien and felt his heart palpitate as Damien slowly brought his beautiful, masculine hands down Damien’s thin body. When Damien’s hands reached his belt, though, she couldn’t sustain it any longer and she placed her hands on his own, preventing him from going any further.“I’m sorry,” Aiden dismally whispered. “I’m…I’m not a man. I started life as a woman…I’ve been treated as such all my life, but I know that it isn’t me. I’m not a man, either. I’m a combination of both. Sometimes neither.”Now it was his cue to run away. Aiden had found it impossible to find someone who was understanding of her complex gender. She didn’t blame them, though; her own gender confused the hell out of her, too. So she was legitimately shocked when this beautiful, otherworldly man framed her soft face with his sexy hands and brought his decadent lips to her right ear.“That’s what I was hoping for,” he whispered huskily into her ear. “Now, I just need to know. What pronouns should I use and how do you refer downstairs as?”Aiden shivered in pure excitement before she replied. “I don’t have a preference with pronouns. When I feel more masculine, you can address me as a guy. And vice versa when I feel more feminine. And I have no problem with you addressing her as my pussy, my cunt.”“Mm. Perfect.” Damien growled into isveçbahis yeni giriş her ear. “Straddle me and kiss me to your heart’s content, my sweet.”Aiden immediately did as she was told. She carefully straddled Damien and didn’t hesitate to sensually grind against him as she slowly brought her pink, soft lips to his own. Kissing him was divine; she felt every ounce of passion and lust contained in the urgent flickering of his warm, wet tongue and the way his beautiful hands roamed the small of her back, all the way down to her tight, perky ass. Aiden could feel his large, thick cock straining underneath his slacks and the sudden image of her kneeling before him with his firm, toned legs spread apart for her cock hungry mouth implanted itself in her mind and a visceral moan escaped her. She broke the sexy, passionate kiss with Damien to bring her mouth to his right ear to whisper exactly what she wanted from him.“How would you like a sloppy, passionate blowjob right here?”Damien shuddered. “Oh, God. I’d love that. That’s been one of my fantasies for the longest time.”“With lots of warm spit that spills down to your heavy balls, all the way down to your asshole. I’ll worship every inch of you.”“I think I just came a little hearing that. There is pre-cum dripping from my cock. You know me so well.”“Make me your cock whore, sir. Your little gag slut that happily chokes on your cock and eagerly swallows every drop of your sweet cum.”“Fuck, yes. Kneel down before me and I will feed you my cock.”Aiden trembled in anticipation of wrapping her soft, pink lips around Damien’s throbbing, hard cock. It had been so long since she worshipped a man this way, and every cell in her body vibrated with primal lust. Damien quickly unbuckled his belt and unbuttoned his slacks before he slipped his throbbing, huge cock that had a thick bead of pre-cum on the slit. His cock was so beautiful; he was completely shaved so Aiden could see the veins popping right underneath the smooth, pale white skin.“Your cock is so beautiful, sir,” Aiden tautly whispered. “I’d love to worship you all night long if you permitted me to.”“I would love that.”Aiden moaned as she brought her soft, pink lips to the throbbing, velvety mushroom head. She eagerly licked up the thick drop of pre-cum on the slit of his cock and wrapped her lips around the pronounced head, lavishing the sensitive skin with her adoring tongue. Damien growled deliciously as he ran his long fingers through her short, styled hair and gently pulled on several of the strands. Aiden popped him out of her mouth and smiled up at him.“You can pull my hair harder if you want,” she whispered.
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