LA stepped inside one of the rooms and watched a naked, blindfolded woman spinning around. There were men around her but that was not his focus. He knew her. He recognized that split dyed hair. One side pink, the other side purple. He knew there was a pair of beautiful, light green eyes under that blindfold. Her name was Yorja and he had been with her several times when traveling through her town. She might be a wrestling fan but she was not with him because of that. She was with him because she genuinely wanted him.
"Who's it gonna be?" She singsonged.
He walked up and placed himself between two of the other men in the circle. He knew there was only a small chance that she would pick him while being blindfolded but he had to try. She took a few steps around and then stopped in front of him.
"Someone smells really good here," she said.
She moved towards him and placed her hands on his chest.
"We got a winner!" She giggled.
She took off her blindfold and was clearly surprised by seeing him.
"LA," she whispered.
"Hi, Yorja," he said.
Her smile grew even wider.
"What are you doing here?" She asked.
"I live here and this is my favorite club to unwind," he said.
"I just moved here," she said.
It was his turn to smile. Her having moved there meant he could see her more often.
"Well, you were the lucky pick so it's only fair you get to collect your prize," she said.
She took his hand and pulled him towards a chair. She dropped down in front of him, opened his pants, and pulled them down. He stepped out of them and sat down on the chair. She ran her hands up his thighs and leaned in to take his dick in his mouth.
"Fuck, Yorja!" He moaned. "No one does it as good as you."
He grabbed a fistful of her hair and pulled her head up.
"Not yet. I don't wanna cum like this," he said.
She smirked and stood up. She turned around so her back was towards him, straddled him, and sank down on him. He moved a hand in front of her and down between her legs so he could play with her clit while she rode him. It didn't take long for her to cry out in pleasure.
"I need one more," he said. "Let me fuck your ass. I know how much you love that."
"About as much as you love it," she said.
"I won't lie about that," he chuckled.
She moved up and then sank down on him again. He felt her tight hole embrace him fully and he moaned loudly into her ear.
"Oh my fucking god, Yorja!" He moaned. "Make me cum!"
She started riding him again and he once again moved his hand in between her legs. He moved it further down so three of his fingers could slide in and out of her wet pussy while the palm of his hand grinded against her clit. She came a minute later and he didn't hold back himself. He cried out into her ear and she held still. She turned her head to smile at him and he gave her a kiss. He never kissed anyone in this club but she was different. He always kissed her when he was alone with her in his hotel rooms.
"Can I take you out for a coffee one day?" He asked.
"That depends," she said.
"Depends on what?" He asked.
"I like having a fun sex life. If we end up falling in love, can we still come here as a couple and have fun with others?" She asked.
"Yeah!" He laughed. "We're gonna turn everyone in this place into our personal sex slaves."
She laughed too and stood up. She turned around and straddled him again. She placed her hands on his shoulders and kissed him deeply.
"I would love to go out with you," she said.
"Tomorrow?" He asked.
"Meet me downtown at the local coffee shop around 11 AM," she said. "That way we can go home if it isn't working, or we can find a place to have lunch afterwards if it is working.
"It's a date," he grinned. "And lunch is on me."