Siren's Call

by LittL' MinX

She's the modern-day siren, but he's no sailor. Their serinum scopuli? Washington DC.

10. Give you what you like

Title:A Siren's Call
Seminary: She's the contemporary siren, but he's no sailor. Their serinum scopuli? Washington DC.
Disclamer: I don't own Gossip Girl or Avril Lavigne's 'Give you what you like'. This storyline however is completely original and therefore completely mine... Ow yeah! Hahaha. Enjoy!

Please wrap your drunken arms around me
And I'll let you call me yours tonight
'Cause slightly broken's just what I need
And if you give me what I want
Then I'll give you what you like

I grew up in a conservative family and since my parents had a marriage of financial convenience, I'm pretty sure there was no intercourse ever after I was conceived. Thinking back on it, my parents only had sex, due to the need of an heir. I had my 'talk' with my nanny Isabella. Around high-school I was known as the ice-queen. I was Queen-B. I ruled the school with an iron hand and most guys were convinced I wore a chastity belt. I only showed those boys the cold exterior. Back then, the fire below was exclusively for one person and one person alone: Carter Baizen. He was my first love, my first time and my first heartbreak. I had set my mind on being Mrs. Baizen, because there was only one family that ruled the city at that time. I was in love with the glamour, the glitter and the family name, rather than with their son. He slept with half the upper east and west side, but carried me on his arm to all the important dinners. At that time only the latter mattered. Once my family name got ruined that fairytale was sooner over that it had ever had a chance to start, but that is an entirely different story. What I never expected was to meet him again…

My first evening after my time spend with Chuck, Diana tells me to meet my client at the bar of his new hotel, the one he purchased from Mr. Simmons. Karma's a bitch right? Or maybe Diana is doing this on purpose, but I'm not sure she has knowledge of this purchase yet. I enter the lobby and I spot a man, same built, same height and he moves around with a similar flair in his step. For a split second my heart jumps and my breath get's caught in my throat, when he turns to face me. At the realization that it's not him, I wonder. What if it were he. He left me with the excuses of business awaiting, while he isn't obligated to tell me the truth, and yet I sigh a breath of relieve. What if it were him. Would I feel jealous? Would I be angry for lying? I know that this should not even be an issue, but I can't help wondering. With my mind obviously elsewhere, I literally walk into Mr. Andrews: "Miss Waldorf. What a pleasant surprise."

"Mr. Andrews." I smile at him. "How are you?"

"I'm well. Thank you." He nods politely. The man wouldn't dare to say otherwise. After all this is nothing more than the exchange of pleasantries as we run into each other. I'm sure he doesn't know all the guest by name, but I do wonder if he knows all of Chuck's ladyfriends by name.

"Mr. Bass isn't here right now." Andrews informs me. "Shall I tell him you stopped by?"

"I'm not here to see Mr. Bass. I'm meeting someone here. Work-related unfortunately. I'm heading into a long business meeting." I try to make my job sound as professional as I can.

"Then I won't hold you up any longer, Miss Waldorf." Andrews smiles: "Have a nice day."

"Thank you. The same to you, Mr. Andrews.

As I walk away, I wonder, would he know Chuck pays me to sleep with him? My outfit doesn't give it away. I look like a businesswoman who could be here for another kind of business meeting than a sexual one. Maybe Mr. Andrews doesn't know, but maybe Mr. Martinez does. He runs the nightshift after all.

I take a seat at the bar as I was told by Diana. She told me to wear a red suit, black shoes, gloves and purse and to wait. Diana informed me he's the player type, so he'll likely go out of his way to seduce me. He would announce his presence himself by ordering me a glass of champagne. I was told he's around 6 ft, brown eyes, brown hair and only a bit older than me.

"Miss." The bartender interrupts my strain of thoughts. "A gentleman offered you a glass of champagne. Would you like to accept it?"

"Yes I would. Thank you." I tell him. I don't look around. I accept the glass and take a sip.

"He asked me if you would wait for him in the booth in the corner."

"Can you show me where?" I wonder and the bartender leads the way.

I take a seat in the corner booth of the hotel bar and wait. I hope he's good-looking. Instantly Chuck comes to mind. I look down at the glass of champagne and know that he would never offer me this. He knows my preference for scotch.

"Hello, gorgeous." A man says as he slips into the booth.

I look up from my glass at him and realize it's Carter Baizen: my old high school boyfriend. For a split second I try to figure out what to do. There's no time to flight, my only option left is to fight. He looks at me as I respond: "Hello Carter. How's the wife?"

"Blair?" Is the first response I get. "I must have mistaken you with someone else."

"No. You didn't."

"Do you mean…" He's at loss for words.

"Yes, you paid a few thousand bucks to have sex with me."

"You are Diana Pain's new asset?" He wonders.

"Yes." I smile. "I'm Audrey."

"I don't understand." He stutters.

"It's like the saying: 'you need a good girl to blow your mind.' And apparently everyone likes a 'good' girl around here." I smile smugly at my own comment.

"You're no 'good' girl." Carter counters, slipping his hand up my skirt.

"I'm dam good at playing one." I narrow my eyes at him, giving him a 'not here' look as I push his hand away. "You of all people should know that." I smile.

"I've forgotten what a bitch you could be." Carter bites, forcing his hand up my skirt again. I let him, even giving him some time and room to put his hand between my inner thighs.

"Thank you. I'll take that as a compliment." I smirk, trapping his hand in place as is push my legs together.

"You shouldn't." I feel the tip of his index finger brush against my panties and see a smug smile on his face.

"You appear to be the same old man-whore you were back then."

"As if you changed." Carter counters. "I bet you still like it just as heavy and dirty as you did back then…"

"You don't talk of a lady in that way."

"You're no lady."

"I am and I still know my way around the high circles."

"Especially the male side, I imagine." Carter mocks me.

"Are you still humping half the upper class?"

"Hush it!" Carter snarls. "Not like I used to. I use services now, to get by."

"Do you now…" I smirk.

"Yes. They have something like no disclosure agreement. I hear all employees must sign one. So I think I'm pretty save."

"Don't worry. I don't kiss and tell." I inform him: "I did sign one, so yes I am sworn to secrecy, but Diana isn't."

"Also," I continue: "I know you can't tell either, without raising suspicion on your part. If you kiss and tell, you go down with me."

"Don't worry I won't tell. All the world knows, is that we have a business meeting here."

"Perfect." I smile, taking a sip. "If you don't want to go through with his, I understand, but you know Diana doesn't refund."

"Oh, darling. Don't worry. I won't ask for one." He says, moving closer: " I tend to use what I have paid for and I'm going to enjoy you till tomorrow morning." He smiles: "Besides I cannot wait to see what you have learned since I last had you in my bed."

"I'm still me."

"I think I'll be the judge of that." Carter says as he slides the room key over to me. His phone starts to ring. "Go on up, so you can start freshening yourself a bit. I'll be there in five."

"Hello, gorgeous." Carter says into the phone as he walks away. I take another sip and leave the remainder of the glass on the table. If only Mrs. Baizen knew how many girls he gave that name throughout his life, it would make her cringe.

I wake up alone the next morning. I'm used to it, by now. They all disappear like thieves in the night and leave me behind in rumpled sheets. I have to admit, that I don't mind that. The morning after is always such an awkward moment. Even when I hear them getting up and getting ready I pretend to be asleep. Also, I prevents me from getting caught up in a morning after number, I'm so not in the mood for. Some men pretend I'm not even there as they get ready, while others don't even dare to put on a light, scared they'll wake me, end up searching the room for their clothes with the flashlight installed on their phone's. Carter appeared to care at least a bit. He dimmed the table lamp, so he could see and assumed that it wouldn't wake me.

The headache I woke up with, isn't something I'm used to. The next time I'm meeting Carter, I'll have a proper meal before we get together. I won't be surprised if I do see him again. I had forgotten that the man has a thing for drunken sex. I must admit: I had a fun night. I haven't had so much fun or such a satisfying night since I last saw Mr. Bass and our last encounter was a few weeks back. The general memory of last night is a blur, but I remember some toe-curling moments. The amount of used condoms and level of soreness in my muscles confirm we had a busy night. I order myself a breakfast through room service and enjoy a bath, before check-out time comes around.

Emotions aren't that hard to borrow
When was the word you never learned
And in a room of empty bottles
If you don't give me what I want
Then you'll get what you deserve

My evening freed up after Mr. Symons canceled our meet-up in the early afternoon, due to the flu. Thank god! The headache Carter Baizen left me with is still far from over. I believe Mrs. Symons announced her return from her latest spa-treatment earlier than planned. I'm not complaining. Diana has the contracts with the John's set up that if they cancel within the 24h window prior to the appointment they are obligated to pay half my fee, minus 25% because that's what Diana gets as the lady of the house. So that's a well paid for an evening I'm planning to spend in my pj's.

A few weeks have passed since I first started this 'job', I've gathered a pretty full client book and a rather unsatisfying need for sex. Georgina's trick lingers in my mind and my inner goddess is tempting me to take the two things Georgina left the batteries in from the nightstand drawer, just to see if it's true: does an orgasm beats an aspirin in a cure for my headache. She was in a frantic need for batteries earlier today. I didn't ask. She didn't tell. I pop an aspirin turn in for the evening.

"Oh…"

"Mmmm"

"yes Yes YES!…"

"Ooow Yeahhhhh"

I jolt awake. My retro clock radio on my nightstand tells me it's 22.56 pm. I must have been dreaming. I turn and close my eyes again, trying to get back to sleep.

"Please give me more…" I hear a few seconds later. "Don't stop…"

"I'm telling you you've had enough…" I hear a male voice reply rather stern. "… for now…"

"Sexy… Please…" I hear Georgina beg. I have no idea what I have woken up to. I though Georgina was out with a client tonight. What is she doing home then? My inner goddesses her curiosity is spiked and I realize that my headache is over.
I step out of bed and walk over to the living room quietly. I stick my head out and spot no-one. I just stand there for a few seconds, listening. The light in the living and kitchen area are on. Georgina's room's ajar. I make the mental note not to disturb her, so I tip-toe over to the fridge. I open the fridge and look for the last can of Appletise. I know there was one left.

"Well Well, look at you…"

All the hairs on my back stand up straight. I turn around in one swift movement and face my intruder: Robin Huntzbergher. The sight of him makes me relive my first encounter with him.

A town car picked me up around 3 pm and drove for about 2 hours to a destination unknown. The car pulls up the driveway of a beautiful estate in the suburbs of Washington D.C. It's size reminds me of the Archibald Estate, once inside I can tell the mansion is fairly new. A butler greets me and shows me into the study. I find Robin hidden behind a very large iMac computer.

"Mr. Huntzberger?"

"Miss Audrey." He gives me a genuine smile. The name sounds unfamiliar from time to time, almost as if it leaves an unpleasant feeling in the pit of my stomach. "You are here earlier than expected."

"There wasn't any traffic." I give him a coy smile, just to return his.

"Can I offer you anything to drink?"

"Yes please."

"Gin?" He wonders.

"Scotch?" I answer.

He raises any eyebrow at me: "No problem."

"I asked the chef to prepare us a meal later on. Steak with a truffle sauce, some season vegetables and French fries. I hope you like that?"

"I do. That sounds delicious."

He offers me my glass and he sits down in one of the chairs in his office.
"You are very pretty, Audrey." He compliments me before he gestures me to take a seat as well.

"Thank you." I smile: "You're not so bad yourself." I answer coy.

He smiles and changes the subject: "Let's talk for a moment shall we?"

"Sure. No problem." I say before taking a sip. "Tell me about yourself Robin. What do you do?" I wonder.

"I'm CEO of my own company. I do in mechanical engineering. We develop anything the client wants us to."

"Anything?" He smiles, as I catch the naughty undertone

"Yes. Anything." He answers, "The client brings me and my team an idea and we create it. I also do a few personal projects."

"Sound very interesting. What are you working on now?"

"I'll show you later." He smiles.

I cross my legs and take a sip. His eyes are drawn to the exposed skin of my thigh. I play with the hem of my pencil-skirt and he swallows.

"You have a beautiful home." I continue.

"Thank you. It's been in the family for ages."

"It looks so modern. Almost new." I stand up and walk around the study.

"A lot was lost in a recent fire." The contractor was able to recover the exterior, but the interior was completely destroyed. I asked him to recreate it."

"He did a fine job." I say as I stand right in front of him.

"I agree."

"You seem different from the other girls, Audrey."

"Different?" I wonder: "I have the same physical qualities like any other woman."

"I had no intention to offend you." Robin apologizes. "I was trying to compliment you. You are so pure, so fresh."

"I'll be whatever you want me to be…" I play with his tie.

He swallows: "Anything?"

For a moment I hesitate. It feels like a trap, but taking the leap is part of my job. "I can be sweet and innocent." I muse while I play with a string of hair. "Or naughty." I say, tracing my finger over the obvious bulge in his pants.

"Would you change into a cheerleader-outfit for me?" He wonders all shy and sweet.

"Sure." I have to agree to anything that's within my comfort zone. Even if a client would want to do me in a monkey-costume I would have to oblige. "Do you want me to cheer for you?" The moment the words leave my mouth I realize the consequence of what I just proposed.

"No. I wanted to ask you to join me in the gym." The gentle look he had in his eyes moments ago, just vanished.

'Gym?' I wonder. The combination is odd. "Why?"

He smiles. "I always enjoy a good physical work out before intercourse. Makes it so much more satisfying."

I'm taken a bit by surprise. Robin places his hand on my lower back and leads me up the stairs. "I'll change while u do." He informs me. "Meet me in the hallway in five?" He wonders before he closes the bedroom door.

I nod, grab my phone and call Georgina. Have I accidently ended up with someone who's out to get some pervert sex from me. My mind races on as I listen to the dial tone. I start to take of my shoes one by one. I end up with her voicemail and it looks like I'm on my own. I undress fully and pick up the uniform he left for me in the bathroom. 'Didn't cheerleaders always wear matching panties underneath their skirts?' My mind wonders.

"Audrey?" I hear him wondering, as Georgina informs me he'll be watching me the entire work-out session.

"What?!" I respond.

"Are you ready?"

"Almost."

He opens the door as I am tying my hair in a ponytail. He stands there in his bare chest, wearing nothing more than knee-length sweatpants. His muscles flex with every movement he makes.

"I forgot to give you these." He places a pair of white sneakers on the floor in front of the mirror. I follow him around the room through the mirror. I bend down and put them on. I catch him looking at me, well not really at me. He's looking at a new part that's freshly exposed to him.

He opens a drawer, takes something out and he makes it disappear into the pocket of his trousers. For the first time since I've been in the room, I notice how many drawers there are places against the wall. The dark wooden bed with its tall pillars stand out in the odd white room. One wall is an entire mirror. Robin grabs my attention back, before I can make a further observation of the room.

"Come on." He says as he leads me towards the gym.

The private gym in this house is fully equipped. There are mirrors all around the room. The man has a thing for cheerleaders and mirrors?

"Why don't you start by stretching a bit." He suggest. I take my place on the mat, facing him. At first I can shield my private parts from him, but at a certain point I have to show my full colors and open my legs.
His demeanor changes, eyeing my body intently as I stretch. He comes closer.

"Bend down further." He orders me. Placing one hand on my thigh and pushing my upper body all the way to the floor. "Beautiful. Very beautiful" I hear him murmur. I am now 180° exposed to him. "Do you feel that muscle tension?" He wonders as his fingers trace my skin.

"Yes."

He moves his hand over my buttock, brushing past my folds with his fingers as his hand passes from one cheek to another. "Did you do gymnastics as a child?" He wonders, pointing out my flexibility.

"I practiced Ballet until I was 17."

"I can tell darling. I can tell." He licks his lips, as he eyes me in my full glory down there. "Just relax." He says before pushing the tip of his finger past my fold as he teases me by staying at my entrance, barely inside of me. He continues until my insides are soaked and relieves me out of my position by asking me to take another position: "Stand up please and now bend down…" he whispers "Hold your ankles for me."

Once I do as I'm told he whispers again the cheek of my butt: "Baby, you look gorgeous." I feel a flow of cold air softly being blown against my pussy. Giving the fact that my folds are completely soaked, it gives a whole new sensation. Soft kisses follow next and he rounds up by tantalizing me with the tip of his tongue.

"Place your upper body in between your legs, as far as you can and hold on tight. Whatever you do, don't move, under any circumstances…"

His words freak me out. What is he going to do?

He continues his previous ministrations: blow – kiss – lick over and over again. The mix in sensations is torture and making me crave for more at the same time. I feel something cold against my entrance and it startles me.

"Shhh…" Robin muses as he pushes the item inside me. The cold material adapts to my body temperature, rather quickly and I receive a new task. "Cling your inner muscles together to hold it inside you." How tighter you cling the more pleasure you'll receive." I hear the mechanical sound a split second before I feel the item inside me beginning to vibrate. It shakes slowly at first, but speeds up along with the sound.

"Try to keep yourself up. I don't want you to fall over and hurt yourself."

I nod. He grabs something from a drawer in the corner and rolls over a gym ball. He places the new toy on my nub and says: "Hold the egg in place." The vibrations of the toy inside me slow down as the one I'm holding goes up. He leaves me to adapt for a moment, before he enters another vibrating item into my body. The new toy inside me is longer and wider than the first one, stretching me. This too slowly begins to vibrate as he moves it in and out of me. My eyes roll into the back of my head: "OH. MY. GOD!" The sensation make it hard for me to keep myself from falling to my knees. Slowly both items speed up, making me fall down on my knees. Robin doesn't stop penetrating me with the toy. I drop the egg, it's too much, but Robin turns me onto my back and holds it in the right spot. I'm squirming and my body is shaking like I've never have before. I feel as if my mind is going to launch itself like a missile into space. I come screaming out to god in relieve and release, while my inner muscles keeps contracting and I start squirting fluid all over the toys that aide me to this mind-blowing release. I lay panting on the floor, my legs feel numb still enjoying my mechanically induced ride to heaven. I can understand why some woman enjoy masturbating this way. It's so much more satisfying then the showerhead. Why Robin uses toys to penetrate me instead of him penetrating me instead, is still a mystery.

"You're a delight, Audrey." Robin complements me, I think. "Don't move. I'm just going to fetch something."

"I won't." I reassure him. I'm pretty sure my legs are still too weak to stand on. Thank god for the floor heating.

"I came up with a new development. I want to see how you respond to it."

I lift myself up on my elbows. "What?"

"I came up with a new concept." Robin explains as he shows me something U-shaped.

"You want to test this on me?" I wonder.

"Yes."

"You respond very well to what I designed this for." He explains. "It stimulates both the clitoris and your g-spot at once. I integrated the use of two toys into one, so woman can enjoy a clitoral-induced orgasm at the same time as a g-spot-induced orgasm. Both at the same time are mind-blowing as you just experienced."

"You design sex-toys?" I wonder.

"That's all you remembered out of my explanation?" Robin smiles.

"No, I also captured that you want to use me as your guinea pig."

"I want to give you one mind-blowing orgasm after the other." Robin explains. "The battery is designed to work up to an hour at full speed. I want to test that."

"An hour?" I swallow.

"Also, I'd like to try out if this design could work as a couples stimulator."

"Oh…"

"Yes. The design should allow me to penetrate you while it's inside you and give joy to the both of us."

My mouth drops. My inner goddess is leaving too many mental pictures at once in my mind, that I can't wrap my head around any of them. As I watch him walk over to another corner of the room.

"Come lay here darling and open you legs."

I wonder for a second if I can walk away from this. My inner goddess scowls at me for even considering that option. She's jumping with joy, while my mind isn't. The prospect of my body being tested for the mass production of a new sex-toy doesn't really push the right buttons. This would be right something Georgina would be excited about I assume. My inner goddess has managed to raise some questions about the item, making me intrigued enough so I walk over and obey him. I lay down on the thin mattress in front of the climbing frame.

"I'm want to see how you respond." He informs me as he places a leather handcuffs around my ankles. "So I'm going to restrain your legs." Robin places something like a broomstick between my ankles, making it physically impossible for me to close my legs and a few seconds later it's impossible for me to even lift my feet off the ground. "You are free to grab onto the lowest bars or anything else as you please."

I feel his finger inside of me. "You are still soaked. Perfect." He uses some of my own fluids as lubricant for the toy on my clitoris. He enters it inside me and once in place he takes the remote control and turns it on.

"I designed it to have 7 different vibrating patterns." Robin explains to me. "It should help you in your build-up towards an orgasm." I close my eyes as it starts to buzz and a delightful feeling begins to build up in the pit of my stomach after a few seconds and grows as the toy changes in vibration levels. I try to press my knees together when it switches into another level of vibrations, but the attributes stop me from doing so.

"Your muscles contract in the most delightful way." Robin complements me after my first orgasm, but that doesn't make him stop testing his invention on me. "You have 5 more intensity levels to go, buckle up for a delightful ride." Robin muses. I grab onto one of the pillars when I feel another orgasm announcing itself. He watches me come 6 times and each time the orgasm was more intense than the previous one. As the intensity increases, so does my need for penetration. At one point I begged him to fuck me. It didn't matter to me what he used at that point to penetrate me. Another toy, his fingers or his penis. He turns me on my knees, the broomstick still in place and enters me doggy style. My inner muscles are so tight from the orgasms that him stretching me again while my body is trying to contract around the toy is mind-blowing. He pulls out and waits a moment before re-entering me, giving my muscles time to tighten again. Robin enters me in one swift movement and starts riding me like a pro to my last and final orgasm for that moment. I come twice before he reaches his tripping point.

"Well hello..." Robin says, while standing there perfectly comfortable in his underwear. "I'm glad we meet again."

"I didn't mean to interrupt." I apologize.

"You didn't." He says with a smile eyeing me from head to toe. "I did not know you and Georgina were roommates."

"We are." I say, grabbing the first best thing from the fridge. I have forgotten all about that Appletise now.

"You are a very demanded woman." He blocks my way out with his arm. "I've tried to book you again since our last encounter, but you've been booked every single time."

"Actually Diana, told me you were booked tonight." Robin comments, "And yet, here you stand in your pj's."

"My John cancelled on me." I answer, while opening the can of soda.

"Can I convince you to join us?"

I give him a smile and no answer.

"I brought a new arsenal of toys." Robin tries to bribe me with a smug smile.

My mind says 'No', but my inner goddess isn't happy with that.

"Do I need to aid you in refreshing you memory on how much you enjoyed our encounter?" He steps closer, trapping me between his hot body and the kitchen furniture.

My breath hitches in my throat. "I remember quite well." I respond.

"Do you…" Robin smiles, "I wouldn't mind seeing you contract so delightfully around something I designed."

"I bet you would."

"Actually I do." Robin concludes "I'm calling Diana."

"No, please don't."

"Why not darling." Robin wonders all sweet: "Don't you like me?"

I have to choose my battles carefully. I don't think I want to fight this one: "I do." I smile just as sweet: "You're a delight to be around." I'll kiss some ass to get out of this one. Works every time. "I just don't want to hurt Georgina's feelings. You're fascination with me, could cause some jealousy with her. I'm new, you see, and I don't want Georgina as my enemy. I actually like her as a friend. So I suggest that you go back to her and I go back to my room and we both pretend this encounter never happened."

He stays silent for a moment.

"Hey guys," Georgina chirps behind us all of a sudden. "Blair, have you met Mr. Robin Huntzberger yet?"

I realize I'm doomed and my inner goddess starts her victory dance. I scowl that it's not really her victory, but that all credit will go to Georgina for this one. Unfortunately.

"I've met Audrey." Robin smiles. "Not Blair."

"What are you doing here?" Georgina wonders.

"My John cancelled. You?"

"I'm having fun with Robin here, I thought you were out."

"Georgina, would you mind if Blair joined us?"

"I don't know Robin. You promised me some very wicked things tonight… Blair isn't a fan of wicked."

"That's true…" I agree.

"But the other time?"

"Audrey likes anything a date wants her to like, Blair doesn't have to."

"Blair here isn't a fan of toys." Georgina informs Robin.

"Your body told me otherwise, Blair." Robin counters: "I'll make it my mission to teach you. Why don't you ladies get settled. I'll make a phone call first."

"I…"

Georgina pulls me back: "Don't object."

"I don't want this."

"Well then Audrey will have to."

"He's odd." I whisper.

"And Chuck isn't?"

"No. He never pushed anything beside his cock inside of me."

"Suck it up then. Enjoy your ride to heaven…"

"He'll make us do weird things…"

"No. We'll be three adults having sex together.

"I've never had sex with more than one person before…"

For a moment Georgina is silent. "You'll learn then…"

When you turn off the lights
I get stars in my eyes
Is this love?
Maybe someday
So don't turn on the lights
I'll give you what you like

I was right. Mr. Huntzbergher made us do all sorts of things, that felt odd and new to me. I never had sex with a woman before last night. Afterwards it's probably for the best that Georgina had a heads up. She did almost all of the things Robin wanted to do to me, obviously taking the lead.

Like any date I took a shower first, Georgina decided to join me, getting the awkwardness, that I would have by seeing her naked for the first time, out of the way. She soaped me and asked me to do the same. In the shower of our shared apartment I shared my first tong-tied kiss with a girl. I have to admit that it doesn't feel that much different than kissing a guy and that's how I discover that Georgina is actually a really good kisser.

Once outside of the shower, we continued to make out. I tried to focus on Georgina instead of Huntzbergher, whom kept a very close eye on us. Georgina kissed me on my lips, my neck, my breasts and in between my legs. Another first. It's clear she's experienced and likes to be in control. At a certain point, Robin wants us to switch, so for the first time in my life did I not only kiss a girl, but I also went down on her. Georgina's moans and chants build up my confidence. I do the things to her that I like being done to me. I suck on het nub gently and switch between slow and gentle touches of my tongue to fast. At one point I even stuck my tongue inside of her and then my fingers, persistent to make her cum.

It was Georgina whom included a toy and created the switch to battery-induced stimulation. "Set your imagination free." She whispers as she hand me the toy. I mimicked her placement and movement with the egg at first, but soon found my own rhythm and vibration speed. I must admit, that the sensation is more than pleasurable. I trust her enough to follow her lead. She knows my personal boundaries and won't push those. She's just planned on deflowering me on a whole new level. "Give it to me." She says, as she too takes a hold of the egg, only to push it inside me. She places hers on my nob.

"Oh…" I whisper. The sensation inside me was divine and it didn't took long for me to reach my first orgasm like this. That's when Robin joined us. He handed Georgina a double dildo and he asked her to put the smaller end inside of her and to penetrate me missionary-style. The dildo felt unnatural at first, but with some imagination this could be the real thing.

"Move out completely and re-enter her. Fill her up completely, Georgina." Robin ordered and she did. Georgina pushed the dildo inside me, inch by inch until all of the 10 inches disappeared inside of me.

"Mmm. What a delicious sight." Robin licks his lips before he kisses Georgina full on the mouth. "Do you like that sight?" He wonders.

"Yes." Georgina says, biting her lip.

"Do you want to see and feel?" He wonders.

"Yes." Georgina smiles, earning a satisfied smile from Robin. He hands her a strap on, which she puts on. "Now, do to her what I do to you." Robin says, driving Georgina wild. At first I didn't realize what he meant, but soon everything became very clear. Georgina is the only one who moves. Robin put his dick inside her and when she moves to penetrate me with the strap on, she automaticly moves his dick inside her.

I close my eyes and try to zone myself out, a difficult task to do while hearing Georgina moan her ass off, begging Robin to give it to her hard and deep. I know the figure of speech is a bit off now, but it's true. The faster she penetrates me, the faster she gets penetrated. "Deeper… Faster… Harder… More…" I feel like she's chanting her way through the dictionary.

"Do you like it even more now?" He wonders, clearly to Georgina and moments later the strap on dildo starts to vibrate.

"Oh yes…" Georgina agrees, while continuing. She keeps going until she rides Robin until she comes hard. On the inside of the strap on there's a nob, that's stimulating her bundle of nerves just as hard as my insides. I climax, but it wasn't mindblowing and I make the mental note that I don't like this particular toy.

Robin hands me a double dildo: "Blair, put the small side inside of you and aim the long side up so Georgina can lower herself onto it."

I do as I am told and once I'm ready I hear Robin say: "Now ride the both of us, baby." Georgina does as she's told, simultaneously entering his cock and the dildo inside her, riding herself to what I witness to be an amazing orgasm. At a certain point she stops and Robin takes over. I'm left to play with myself and watch how he takes her hard, rough and deep. I hear Georgina begging him to stop, say that she can't take it anymore, that it's too much, but Robin ignores her. An animalistic loud scream follows next and I see Georgina's body going limb after. She's lying there with a satisfied smile on her face.

"And now," Robin faces me "it's your turn."

He enters himself inside of me and I buckle up for a rough ride, but instead he's rather gentle. He fucks me fast, but he doesn't handle me a roughly as he does Georgina. He makes me lie down on my back. I've turned around just in time to have him come all over my pussy, belly and breasts.

"Georgie, can you help her please?" Robin wonders.

"Sure." Georgina says. I imagined her handing me a towel or a tissue, instead she starts licking me clean of his cum. Robin watches her completely mesmerized. Neither of us had expected his. The man is instantly turned on once more. He hands each of us one of those u-vibrators he tested on me and plays with the vibration levels of both of them while he watches Georgina lick me clean. She licks me everywhere, where she finds his cum. Once done, I find myself lying on the floor, face up, with Georgina sitting on my face, while I'm giving her oral pleasure. Robin has her sucking him dry and he keeps controlling the remote. I'm curling around on the floor, while the item inside me is buzzing intensely and stimulating me into back-to-back orgasms. The harder she sucks him off, the higher the level of vibrations go. Georgina continues until we both come, moaning aloud. Worn out from the many mechanically induced orgasms I doze off into a peaceful slumber…

I'll give you what you like
I'll give you one last chance to hold me
If you give me one last cigarette
By now it's only in the morning
Now that I gave you what you want
All I want is to forget

AN: HI everyone. I know it's been long since I've updated this story. What can I say? Life got in the way…?!
I am sorry to have kept you all hanging for so long. Recently I have been finding the time, energy and inspiration to write again. I look forward to reading your comments on this chapter… I have the next chapter in mind already, so I hope to be updating soon!

XOXO, D.