“Thanks, but seriously, I’m going to fall on my ass.”
She rolls her eyes.
“You’re going to be fine, Renee,” she says, taking me by the elbow and guiding me out to the parking lot like I’m an old lady who needs help walking. “Loosen up! At least try to have a good time, will you?”
I pout while getting into her car.
“I won’t promise anything.”
Kaci merely grins before pulling out of the lot.
“Fine, but I think you’re going to have a fabulous time, sweetie. You’ll be dying for Bridge by the time we’re done because the things you’re going to see will have you hot and panting for a hunk of beefcake to sink your teeth into.”
I giggle at that description but then catch myself and cross my arms petulantly. Yet the drive is peaceful and we chat idly about nothing and everything at once. To my surprise, after about half an hour, Kaci pulls her car to a stop in a normal-looking suburban neighborhood. The houses are modest but well-kept, with small patches of lawn and groomed hedges. As I get out, I look at our destination with confusion.
“This is it?” I ask, eyeing a beige ranch home with surprise. “This is the den of sin?”
She shrugs.
“Yep. You’ll see. Anything can go on behind closed doors,” she says with a wink. I nod because as we approach, I see that the curtains are drawn, although there’s obviously activity going on inside, and a shiver runs down my spine. OMG, I’m not sure I can pretend to enjoy this party because to be honest, super-raunch is Kaci’s scene, and not mine. I bite my lip.
“I know I did some X-rated things with Bridge, but I’m not sure I’m ready for this,” I hesitate.
My pretty friend merely loops her arm through mine. “I told you I’d show you my world, and now you’re going to see it, Renee. It’s too late to back out, and again, you’ll be missing Bridge so hard by the end of this that you go flying back into his arms.”
With that, she raps on the front door, and after a few seconds, a middle-aged woman answers. The lady looks normal, and she’s dressed in one of those nap dresses that covers her figure from neck to toe. Of course, the woman has bright red lipstick on, but it looks more Dolly Parton than Elvira.
“Do you have an invitation?” she inquires.
“Pineapple,” Kaci chirps, her face straight. I give her a confused look. What is this about? But I guess pineapple is the password because the woman nods and steps aside, allowing us to enter. Again, nothing about the house stands out after we cross the threshold. The foyer is totally nondescript with a vase on a table to the left, and to the right, there’s a living room filled with bland furniture.
“Are you sure we have the right place?” I whisper as Kaci drags me down a hall.
She nods. “Relax, Renee. I had the right password, so we’redefinitelyin the right place.”
I’m not sure if that’s a good or bad thing, but then, Kaci throws open a door on the left, revealing what look like steps to the basement. It’s dark, which freaks me out, and resembles a gaping maw leading to a dungeon.
“Seriously, we don’t have to do this,” I whisper.
Kaci merely rolls her eyes again, already pulling me down the stairs.
“It’s fine, Renee. Relax!”
With hesitant steps, I follow my friend into a dark basement. Once we get inside, my eyes adjust to the gloom, and it looks pretty normal again with lots unused furniture and piles and piles of sports equipment cluttering the space. But then, Kaci pulls open a door to the right, and that’s when the noise of a party hits us. There’s music, lights, and when I step into the large room, my eyes practically fall out of their sockets because this isdefinitelya sex party.
Kaci giggles before turning to me.
“Welcome to Dildomania!” she purrs with a gleam in her eye. “That’s the theme tonight. Seeing how you got started with Bridge, I figured you’d enjoy it.”
I gasp.
“OMG, are you serious?Dildomania?”
My eyes look around as my brain sputters because I can hardly believe what I’m seeing. Next to us is a man stark naked, crouched on a couch. Behind him is a woman, also totally nude, who’s giggling as she slowly works a giant toy into his rectum. His face is scrunched up in a mix of pleasure and pain, even as his moans begin to ring out in the room.
But that’s not it. All around us, couples, threesomes, and even more, are using all sorts of dirty toys on one another. I watch as a woman’s tied to a bench with leather straps as a whirring noise begins. Then, I realize that there’s a machine situated just a few feet away, and as I watch, a mechanical arm extends with a huge plastic toy attached to it. It reaches forward, inch by inch, until it nuzzles her asshole, and the woman gasps, jerking at the light brush against her bottom. But the machine doesn’t pause. Instead, it begins to push, and she squeals again as the huge toy drills into her dark star, the flesh-covered cylinder disappearing inch by inch between her big white cheeks.
OMG, what is this? This is totally insane! But I admit that I’m starting to feel hot inside. I love the depravity and Kaci merely winks as a handsome man approaches before taking her hand and leading her off. They literally don’t say a word to one another, although he’s incredibly appealing with chiseled features and a broad chest.