A Tease - A Castle O Quickie Read Free Page B

statue on invisible strings.
    Everyone gasped, followed by a breath of silence. Alyssa’s stomach clenched in fear and panic. The bubbles of the champagne she had drunk threatened to make a spectacular appearance on the stage. The quick, quiet moment echoed on in her mind. Her body stiffened, suddenly sure everyone hated it.
    But then the crowd went crazy with a deafening level of sound. Whistling, laughing, clapping. Music added to the noise level, providing a beat for the celebration. People began dancing around the sculpture, her sculpture. Their movements were a worshiping, undulating giving of thanks like some ancient, divine blessing ceremony.
    Alyssa threw up her arms, grabbing Kali’s still upheld arm. Turning they faced each other, Alyssa felt like she could fly, her smile stretching so wide her face started to hurt. Kali pulled her into a hug. A giggly, happy hug, “I told you! They love it!”
    Still holding Kali’s hand, Alyssa turned so she could lean against Kali’s side, arms entwined around each other’s waists, as they both studied the sculpture.
    The sculpture stood over twelve feet tall and almost eight feet across. Walker had had to give her his largest studio for over six months so she had the space she needed to work. The technical term for the work was figurative abstract. The swooping forms of human bodies, breasts thrust out, backs arched, cocks hard, figures interlocked, melding into one another. The effect was stunning, with each angle telling a different story of passion, desire, hedonism, and lust.
    Alyssa thought back to the long sessions with half a dozen willing Castle O patrons who volunteered as models. They spent their time caressing, touching, writhing together. Alyssa had captured their passionate cries in the central figure of a woman rising out of the other forms, nipples hard, thrust up to the sky, her head thrown back in a silent, passionate cry as hands reached up her body.
    She had never done anything like the models had so thoroughly enjoyed during the modeling session. In fact, she had only ever been with Walker. He had been the first person to ever make her feel beautiful, cherished.
    Secretly she wished she had the confidence to do what the people of Castle O did, she knew she just had to ask. Before she and Walker became a couple, Walker had attended some Castle O events with a previous girlfriend, but out of respect for Alyssa he had left it up to her whether she wanted to attend an event. They had discussed it, a lot. The statue had been her first step, but tonight she was feeling ready to experience more of Castle O. She just hoped it wasn’t the bubbly going to her brain.
    With a flush of heat she realized her panties felt wet and sticky against her pussy. Just thinking about what happened at Castle O was having an effect on her, even on stage in front of hundreds of people. Who, thankfully, were still dancing and focused on the sculpture. Alyssa wriggled, pulling at the hem of her dress, her face hot in her discomfort. Here she was, standing on a stage, the center of attention in front of over a hundred people, and she was getting all wet and horny. Turning away from Kali as she wriggled her legs trying to unstick things, she came face to face with the Adonis. He nodded, giving her an appreciative look, his eyes dark and intense, sending lightning bolts of need through her.
    What was with this man, he was like sex on legs!
    Breaking away from his magnetic stare, she turned back to the crowd, her eyes seeking out Walker. Needing his reassurance, his anchoring in all the chaos, especially the chaos inside her. She found him, standing by himself, leaning against the edge of the stage. His body was at ease, but, wow, his eyes. What was it with the way all these men were looking at her? She watched as Walker pointedly looked at her pussy, as if he knew what was happening down there. Slowly he dragged his eyes up to her breasts, her nipples happily joined in the fun,