Club Candy

(Author's Note: I do not have any connection to World Wrestling Entertainment or any of its superstars. Please read the first story as it will explain the events earlier in the day. As with any of my stories all are a product of my imagination/fantasies. If you like these stories and want me to keep writing them, please leave your support in a feedback message to me. Thank you again for reading my stories.)

I made it back to my hotel room at about two o'clock that day. I was completely stuffed from having lunch with the guys. I showered and put on a long tee shirt afterwards figuring that I wouldn't be going anywhere else that day. Not meaning too I fell asleep on my bed, dreaming of what had occurred earlier. I awoke to the room phone ringing. I answered it sleep still holding onto my voice.

"Were you asleep? " A male voice asked.

"Yes. I was so full that I fell asleep after my shower," I explained smiling as I recognized Jeff's voice. "What time is it?"

"Seven thirty" Jeff replied. I could hear the slight amusement in his voice.

"Oh man. I so didn't mean to sleep this long." I said as I stretched my body over the bed.

"Well I'm glad you did, you are going to need that extra energy later tonight."

"I am? Why is that?" I questioned.

"Me and the guys want to go to this club we heard about. We all agreed that we want you to come with us since we enjoyed your company so much earlier. That is if you want to come with us," Jeff asked with a teasing lilt.

I heard Paul in the background, "Say please! Women can't resist that."

Chris not to be out done said, "Tell her she can go willingly or we will come and get her!"

"Well it doesn't seem like I have a choice" I giggled. "When do I have to be ready?"

"Let's say Nine o'clock. Is that ok?" Jeff asked.

"Sure. You guys going to just meet me here or am I to make my way up to your rooms?"

"We will meet you at your room."

"Ok. I have an hour and a half to get ready...I need to go or else I won't be ready in time!" I said.

Jeff chuckled as he said, "Ok. I'll let you go so you can get ready. Bye for now."

"Bye for now," I repeated.

At first panic surrounded me as I hung up the phone. What was I going to wear! Aggravation quickly set in as I passed the mirror. I had not dried my hair completely before falling asleep and now it just looked like a mess. Damn! Now I have to get another shower just so I can fix my hair. I began my search for an appropriate clubbing outfit and was debating between two outfits when there was a knock on the door. I put my hair up in a clip that I grabbed from the dresser as I passed by it on the way to the door. I opened it up only to find Jeff standing there smiling at me.

"Hi," he said.

I had to lick my lips as I perused his body from head to toe. His trademark red and blue dyed hair was neatly pulled back into a ponytail. He was dressed all in black. The long sleeved shirt had a design of a dragon covering the back and fit his upper body very snugly. The black jeans he wore were a little baggy around the legs and were held around his hips by a black belt that had equally spaced small raised square shaped metal studs decorating it. I smiled as I realized that even his shoes were black. No matter the color he looked freaking hot!

I smiled and said, "Hi."

I caught his eyes roaming over my semi state of dress or undress however you want to look at it. I moved aside so he could come in. As he passed me I could smell the sweet subtle hint of cologne that graced his body. I closed the door; silently reprimanding myself for not drying my hair like I should have. I turned to find him standing at the foot of my bed staring at the two outfits I had laid out. I walked over to stand beside him, mimicking his folded arm pose.

"You are early, but I could use your help to finally decide between these outfits so I can get my shower and get ready."

"I like this one here," he said.

"Good! Now that that is settled I can get my shower now."

I turned to walk to the bathroom and his hand quickly grabbed my arm and pulled me back towards him. His other arm found its way around my waist in order to hold me close to his body. Before I could object to the gesture his lips brushed mine very lightly. The hand that had grabbed me, smoothed up my arm and over my shoulder to cradle my neck as he lightly licked my bottom lip asking permission to further the kiss without ever saying a word. I took control of the situation by submitting to his request and kissing him gently, a long slow wet kiss that fanned the heated passion flaring between us. My hands slid down his back, fingernails lightly trailing over the muscles there, only to end up on his ass which I pulled even closer to my body leaving no room between us now. He deepened the kiss between us, our tongues sliding around each other, reveling in the sweet taste of each other's mouth.

I broke the kiss first. My hands slid around to his belt, my fingers working with precision as I unbuckled the belt and slid it off from around his waist. Tossing it aside I went back to work on the button and zipper. Flipping the button open and pulling the two sides apart sliding the zipper down as they opened. My hands slipped slowly inside to rub and caress him. I looked up to see his expression. His eyes were closed and lips just slightly parted, a peaceful look of pleasure smoothing over his face. I could feel his body reacting to my touches, growing long and hard. I slid my hands out gently causing him to open his eyes, I stepped back just a bit and slipping my hands under my long tee shirt I eased it up and pulled it up over my head exposing my body to him. I pushed the clothes off of the bed and onto the floor as I sat down on the edge of the bed. I pulled him closer and again slipping my hands inside the red pair of boy shorts he had on pulled them out a bit so as not to catch them on the head as I pulled down at the same time. As I revealed his body I couldn't help but smile and think to myself...all here for my pleasure.

My hands slid up his thighs to resume the caresses. Gently wrapping my hand around the base of his cock, I licked the head and slid my mouth just over the tip. My tongue traced the rim of his cock before slowly moving further down. As with Chris earlier I was not able to make it all the way down, but Jeff never forced the issue and I was allowed to work my magic at my own pace. The little sharp intakes of breath followed by low moans told me that I was doing everything right. As I continued my worship, he removed the clip from my hair and tossed it onto the chair, running his fingers through my hair giving the moment that extra touch of intimacy. I pulled back and holding him up gave a long slow lick up the underside of his shaft while rolling my eyes up to look at him. That brought forth a growl and he gently pushed me away.

He slipped his shoes and socks off and the pants and underwear quickly followed as did the shirt. His tattooed body stood before me all hard and in need of release. He kneeled before me, sliding his hands up my legs. I opened them for him. He caressed and kissed the insides of my thighs pulling my ass towards the edge of the bed until I almost fell off. He draped my legs over his shoulders causing me to lean back onto my elbows. I felt his fingers lightly stroking my lips moving in a little more each time to caress the folds of my pussy. He quickly found my clit, his thumb making small slow circles over it, teasing it out from under its hood. His mouth taking the place of his thumb, he began to lick and suck on my clit to the point that there was no way I could be quiet. His mouth dished out sweet torture at the same time that I felt his fingers slide easily inside of me. He moved them in and out slowly at first, quickly increasing their pace, causing me to gasp and moan loudly. I could no longer hold myself up, I lay back on the bed enjoying the sensations that he was creating, building my body up for the wave of pleasure that was about to crash over me. He played my body like it was his favorite instrument, bringing me up and over the wall not once but twice.

The moment he pulled away I opened my eyes and watched him as he licked his lips for the life of me looking like a leopard that had just finished dinner. I slid my legs down from his shoulders to let him up. I moved up further onto the bed, again the leopard image came to mind as he crawled up onto the bed after me looking like he was stalking his prey, that look sent heat bursting through my body, I couldn't wait for him to touch me, much less fuck me. He positioned himself between my legs, so that his cock lay just out of reach of my body. He kissed me again and this time I could taste my release on his tongue as it mixed with his sweet taste. One of his hands came up to knead and caress my breast, thumb and forefinger rolling the nipple between them. I wiggled my hips beneath him a silent plea for him to take me. He broke the kiss this time and closed that last little bit to slide his cock all the way into my pussy.

He watched my face as he entered me, watched as I closed my eyes, as I inhaled a deep breath and slowly let it out, arching my back, and turning my head to the side as I did so. He began with teasingly slow movements, pulling out and easing back in. Our moans filled the silence each time he re-entered my body. My hands smoothed over his arms and back. I didn't resist the urge to reach behind his head and remove the band that was holding his hair. I delighted in watching his gorgeous hair fall forward. Immediately I had to run my fingers through it. Feeling the softness of it gave me an even greater pleasure. He switched position so that he was holding himself up, his arms fully extended, there he quickened his thrusts, pounding into me as hard and fast as he could, making both of us cry out. I turned my head back to watch him now. His eyes were closed again I knew that he was concentrating on the pleasure, the feel, the taste, and the smell, everything combining to create and build the tension in our bodies. He slowed his thrusts eliciting a groan as he did so.

As much as I enjoyed the slow teasing I wanted his surrender now, wanted to see the look in his eyes as he filled my body with his seed. I ran my hands over his chest causing him to open his eyes and look at me all the while still continuing his slow assault. I pulled him to me and kissed him passionately; breaking the kiss I whispered in his ear that I wanted him to fuck me, to make me cum hard on his cock. He smiled and delivered exactly what I had asked for. He sat up just enough to once again drape my legs over his shoulders then leaning forward again his arms extended as before but now my knees were pressed against my chest.

He resumed his claiming of my body, by giving two slow thrusts then with a show of complete dominance he pounded into my pussy fast and hard quickly giving me a small release his body pausing for a moment to feel the contracting of my muscles. He didn't even let that one subside before he was driving into me again. He continued this bringing me over and over until at one point I was sure I couldn't even have told someone my own name. It was on the last mind numbing orgasm that I felt his body tense and with a groan he shot his hot cum deep into me. We slid into the pleasure that surrounded us, sweaty, and breathing hard as he pulled out, moved from between my legs and lay down next to me on the bed. We lay facing each other for several minutes, lightly petting each other and sampling small sweet kisses.

I looked over at the bedside clock, damn; we had forty minutes to get ready. I moved to get out of bed, my body somewhat sore from what we had just done. He watched me grab my clothes and head for the bathroom. I was testing the water to see if it was warm enough yet when he walked into the bathroom. It took us about twenty minutes to shower, hurrying only because we knew that Paul and Chris would be here soon. He was just putting his pants back on when we heard a knock on the door. He pulled his pants up not bothering to button or zip them as he walked out to open the door. I heard the whistles and lurid comments from Paul and Chris as they took in his current state of being half dressed as they entered the room. Naked, I brazenly walked out of the bathroom walking past them all to get my boots and calmly walked back past them smiling the whole time. I looked back at them as they stared at me.

"You guys are just jealous that you didn't get here one hour ago!" And I walked back into the bathroom leaving them to tease Jeff without mercy.

I quickly dressed and fixed my hair. I opened the door to go back out and grab my make up bag. When the guys saw my outfit they all gave whistles of appreciation. I was wearing a deep red halter top that displayed the tops of my breasts quite nicely. The front was solid while the back had thin straps in a criss cross pattern. The skirt was black and came to about mid thigh. I had added black lace boy shorts and thigh high stockings to the outfit. The boots came up to my knees and had three inch heels on them. As for accessories, I was wearing a black leather choker collar with diamonds equally spaced apart on it; I also had the leather wrist bands that matched it exactly. The conversation came to an abrupt halt as I moved further into the room. All eyes watching me as I retrieved my make up bag and searching through it found my lip gloss. I sat the bag down on the dresser and hopped up beside of it crossing my legs as I did so. They all watched as I carefully applied the gloss.

"Are we ready to go now gentlemen?"

I asked as I slid back off of the dresser and slowly walked towards the door, grabbing my purse on the way. The boots added a decent sway to my hips as I walked now. I didn't even have to turn around to know that they were close behind me. We all had our cell phones with us this time, but all put on silent as we only had them for an emergency. Luckily, this time the elevator worked perfectly. The memories of what had occurred in this very same elevator swirled around us. Paul gave in to his urge to rub my ass, gently squeezing every so often. Chris and Jeff just stood to the sides watching the scene unfold. Knowing the reaction I would get I bent over and pretended to wipe something off of my boots. Paul slid his hands up my back as he stepped closer to me. Leaning his upper body over me and grasping a shoulder he pulled me back up calling me a tease as he pressed our bodies together. He let me go just as the elevator doors opened. As we stepped out into the lobby, Chris and Jeff each took an arm as Paul stayed behind us most likely to watch my ass. Again we turned heads as we crossed the lobby to the doors leading out into the semi cool Phoenix night.

We arrived at Shades of Red; a nightclub that also serves up delicious grilled entrée's and offers pretty much anything that you could ever want to drink. We all got out of the limousine and made our way into the club. Thankfully, we were able to get a private booth for special guests only...you just got to love superstar status sometimes. We were shown to our booth by the first available waiter. Now by booth I mean that he showed us to a very spacious room carpeted in what looked like thick black fur and painted a deep red color. There was a glass table with four chairs at the back of the room and a cream colored wraparound couch with recliners at each end. The lighting system inside the room could be turned up or down depending on where the occupants wanted it. The entrance to it consisted of two panes of completely frosted glass at least two inches thick with the door matching the glass panes. The lock on the door could only be locked from the inside but opened at anytime by the manager on duty.

The guys just kind of breezed past me and made their selves comfortable as I stood in amazement of our own personal hide away with in the madness of the club. The waiter left menus on the table and told us to press the call button when we were ready to order, then quickly vanished out into the club again letting the door slowly shut behind him and we were left in almost complete silence. We could hear the music though it seemed far away instead of right outside our door. The first thing I had to do was squat down and run my hands through the carpet only to find that it was soft like the fur of a long haired Persian cat. The softness of the carpet gave the room a pretentious feel of sensuality, even though the colors were dark. I closed my eyes to better appreciate the illustrious feel flowing between my fingers a complete contrast to the men who sat watching me. Their bodies were all male, hard and sculpted and each with a unique scent. Paul smelled warm like musk, Chris had a fierce woodsy scent, and Jeff smelled sweet almost like a lollipop that was begging to be licked.

With the culmination of that thought I had to open my eyes and take in the sight of the men, who were watching me like lions watch their prey. I smiled confidently which broke their gaze. I stood and took in the sight of them all relaxed and hogging all of the space. Paul and Chris had claimed the recliners like they had never seen one before while Jeff had pretty much draped his body over the entire length of the couch.

Paul looked like a tanned god with his arms folded beneath his head showcasing the expanse of his chest and the flat plains of his abdomen that lay under his tee shirt. His jeans fit perfectly in all of the right places, the sight of him making me think of quiet power and that Stephanie was one lucky woman. My gaze shifted over to Chris who looked like a lion resting peacefully. His dark blonde hair made brighter by the highlighted tips with eyes that reminded you of bright blue flame. He didn't have the wide chest like Paul, Chris had more of the smooth compact muscle giving him the stalk and ambush type of body. The word dangerous sprang into my mind when taking in the sight of him. Last but certainly not least was Jeff. He lay on his stomach one arm folded under his head and the other hanging gracefully off of the couch, his feet crossed at the ankles. He looked like a dark knight that had just fought and won a major battle. His body was all length, long arms and legs, and a long torso that breathed passion, intensity, and power, all of which I had gotten a taste of earlier. It was the rich brown of his eyes that caught my attention and pulled me in the most. The shade reminding me of chocolate, a comforting and sinful pleasure to get lost in if you weren't careful. How did I get so lucky as to be here now with them? I must have pleased fate somehow because here I was.

"I think you broke her Jeff" Paul said as a grin spread across his face.

"She looks like she is in shock" said Chris.

I quirked an eyebrow at them and told them my thoughts...well some of my thoughts.

"For one thing gentlemen I am well and truly satisfied not in shock. Second, I am fascinated by this room. I am always one of the people out there" and I motioned to the main club area. "Third, I couldn't help but take in such gorgeous views. Each of you slipped into your own pose as soon as your bodies touched the recliner or couch. I was admiring something different in each of you as well as equating each of you with the first word that came to mind as I studied you."

They looked at each other and then back at me; I knew what they were thinking...I just wanted to see who would be the first one to ask the question. It was no surprise when Chris cleared his throat and brought his hands together so that only the fingertips touched as his elbows rested on the arms of the recliner.

"Are you going to tell us what word each of us inspires in you?" he asked.

I smiled sweetly and said, "No. That is for me to know and each of you to try to find out...if you can."