This story will be the same concept I used for:
Alphabet girls (Dean Ambrose)
Colour girls (Braun Strowman)
Element girls (AJ Styles)
Deadly sins girls (Drew McIntyre)
Day girls (Baron Corbin)
Season girls (Jeff Hardy)
Month girls (Roman Reigns)
Scandinavian girls (Buddy Murphy)
Egg girls (Seth Rollins)
Sense girls (Finn Balor)
Eye girls (Damian Priest)
Coffee girls (Aleister Black)
Horror movie girls (Randy Orton)
Citrus fruit girls (Elias)
Weather girls (Edge)
Sun girls (The Miz)
Moon girls (Jimmy Uso)
Wine girls (Jey Uso)
Coin girls (Dolph Ziggler)
Cardinal directions girls (Kevin Owens)
Planet girls (Bray Wyatt)
Crow girls (Sheamus)
Transportation girls (Shinsuke Nakamura)
Hot beverage girls (Grayson Waller)
Salt and pepper girls (Corey Graves)
Continent girls (Luke Gallows)
Bell pepper girls (Karl Anderson)
Only with the vowels instead. One story/girl per color. I hope you'll enjoy.
As always, thanks to everyone that reads, follows, favorites and reviews. It means so much to me. You guys make me smile everytime. Thank you so much.
LA entered the room and nodded a greeting to the bartender. Ever since finding this sex club, he went there to get his needs taken care of whenever he was home and didn't feel like using his hand.
He looked around with a smile on his face. There were already a great deal of people there. It was always a mix of old and new faces. So far he hadn't been with the same woman twice and that was what he liked most about this place. Fresh meat everytime with no strings attached.
He moved forward and looked into several of the rooms he passed. Plenty of people to watch or maybe even have fun with. He wasn't sure what he was in the mood for tonight. He would know it when he saw it.
He stopped in front of a door and looked in at the naked woman with long, black hair dancing. He had seen her and her husband many times. As always the husband sat on a chair in his leather shorts, waiting for someone to stop by and fuck his wife. That was their deal. She fucked while he watched. She opened her dark blue eyes and smiled when she saw LA.
"Ayane," LA smirked at her and looked at her husband. "And Reyes."
"Are you up for some fun?" Ayane asked.
"That depends," LA said. "What does he say?"
Reyes never spoke. His way of giving the green light was to pull his dick out and start stroking it slowly which was exactly what he did in that moment. LA grinned and stepped into the room. Ayane spun around herself while giggling before walking over to LA. She unzipped his pants and pulled them down to his knees.
"Sit!" She demanded.
He sat down on the chair behind him and watched as she did a few moves again. He wouldn't be surprised if she had been a dancer in her younger days with how she moved her naked body around. She was a sight to behold. His dick rose without anyone touching it. Seeing her dance was enough. She stopped dancing and stepped up to him. She leaned over him and rolled a condom down his dick.
"It's big," she smirked. "Are you ready for me, big boy?"
"I'm always ready," he said.
She straddled him and sank down on him. He grabbed her hips and pressed his nails into her skin. She rode him like he was the most important person ever. Her focus was solely on him. Not her silent husband watching. LA looked over her shoulder and saw Reyes' hand moving fast. He was clearly enjoying watching his wife have her way with LA.
"Fuck, yeah!" LA moaned. "Ride me, Ayane. Fucking ride me, you dirty devil."
LA kept watching Reyes. He deserved to get whatever he got out of watching his wife fuck other men. Reyes started moaning louder and that made Ayane roll her hips faster. The couple came at the same time, and LA followed just a few seconds later.
"Was it good enough, big boy?" Ayane asked.
"Yeah!" LA grinned.
She giggled and got off him. He stood up, disposed of the condom, and pulled his pants up while watching Ayane cuddle up with Reyes in his lap. They only had eyes for each other. They were giggling, smiling and kissing. It was LA's cue to leave so he quietly walked out of the room and up to the bar. He needed a shot of something before walking home again in the cold night.