The AORsome Spirits launch party (postshow) - You’ve got to dance with the one who brought you.

Aware that I’ve got Sophie’s waist in my hands and holding her body tight to mine, I let go and take a step back.

“Sorry Sophie, but this is Aor and my special night,” I say.

The beautiful model is a little wild-eyed as she looks from me to Aor and back again before nodding. “Of course. Of course,” she murmurs softly before turning away and busying herself with her change bag to her utmost attention.

I step out of the band room and Aor springs a tight hug on me, a radiant-looking smile on her face.

“Want to get out of here?” I ask Aor.

“Don’t you have to stay for drinks with the staff now?” Aor asks her own question in return.

“It was an open invitation for you too. Holly was quite insistent you came.”

“Maybe just one,” Aor agrees cheerily.

Having never been to one of the “staff meetings” before, I have to lead the way for Aor through the club to the back accessway that contains the stairs that lead to The Loft’s roof. Stepping out through the heavy security door onto the open roof Aor surveys the scene. It looks like a mini continuation of the launch party downstairs. At least fifty people are present having worked at The Loft tonight or been invited up to stay back to celebrate. A large speaker is playing the latest Pink Pilates Princess Catwalk Pop tunes. A decent crowd of merrymakers gathered in the centre of the roof dancing underneath the strung-up coloured rope lights.

We are soon noticed by Holly who hops down from the building's side wall along the roof's edge and comes towards us.

“You made it! I didn’t think I’d see you up here.”

“It would be good for Aor to see this side of the place but I don’t think we’ll be staying long. Aor’s been on her feet all day and they are killing her,” I offer as I put my hand on the small of Aor’s back.

“You here what’s good for that?” Holly asks Aor.

“No,” she says shaking her head.

“****!” Holly says with a big whoop that is soon echoed by the rest of The Loft’s rambunctious staff.

Aor laughs at Holly and the rest of them and I see her start to relax and unwind.

“Jess is over there. Go and say hello and I’ll bring you something to drink. We have a big left-over tub of frozen daiquiri that we’ve got to get through.”

We make our way to Jessica and she gives Aor a big congratulatory hug when we arrive.

“Well done on your launch! Tonight was incredible,” Jess says.

“Thank you! But your staff did incredible,” Aor says humbly.

“As did the promo girls,” Jessica adds raising her glass in a solo salute.

I look about the roof and take in how everyone has seamlessly blended in together. The Loft staff, club security and the Sunset Model girls are all intermingled. Friendships and several potential romances are just around the corner it seems. I find Sophie in her wet look black singlet and tights surrounded by no less than 3 barmen, 2 bouncers and the club manager Derrick.

Holly returns quickly with two glasses and a large pitcher of frozen yellow slushie, pouring the concoction into Aor and my glass before topping up Jessica and her own. We raise another toast to our success and fall into general talk about how the night went. Aor and I stand next to each other as we chat, our elbows touching frequently.

Jessica has been watching us for long enough before she’s seen enough.

“My God, would you two just relax and hug each other in public already,” she says as she takes my arm and pulls me so that I’m standing with Aor in front of me. Aor latching onto my arms as Jessica brings them around her.

“Jess!” I go to complain.

“Look around you! Everyone who matters already knows you two are fucking or they don’t care in the slightest either.”

I do as Jessica says and easily see that no one cares in the slightest about anyone else’s business. More and more couples pair up as the drinks flow freely amongst the staff.

“A little P.D.A. never killed anyone,” Holly adds.

I look down into Aor’s eyes and she looks bashfully back at me for just a moment, her gaze dropping to the floor before turning her chin up towards me and closing her eyes. Leaning in over her shoulder I kiss Aor deeply, our mouths opening as our tongues embrace too.

“That’s the stuff,” Jessica says nodding her head in encouragement. “We’ll have to find you a lounger if you get too into it.”

I break the kiss as I can’t help but laugh. I dip the tips of my fingers into my frozen drink and flick the icy slush towards Jessica. She playfully shrieks as it catches her around the throat. The crystals not having time to start to drip at all before Holly’s mouth is on Jessica’s neck, sucking at it. The two lovers quickly embrace passionately and devour each other soon after.

Following suit, Aor turns in my embrace and presses her body to mine as we begin to caress hotly. Her hand goes to the bulge in my pants as I swiftly get hard. I can’t help but cup her tight arse and press myself against her lustily.

“Want to get out of here?” It’s Aor’s turn to ask as she stroker palm along the full length of my shaft through my trousers telling me exactly what she has in store.

We’re out of the club and dashing to Aor’s car in less than three minutes.

I’d never actually been to Aor’s house before that night. Any time we’d met before had either been at my apartment, the office or a hotel. I feel like I am being invited into Aor’s inner world as she gives me directions on the drive to her home. Aor preferred to take her shoes off and settle down in the passenger’s seat as I drove her car. Her house is in one of the better suburbs of our city along a quiet tree-lined street. An open and detached carport is out the front showing that the house must have been built around the sixties. I park Aor’s car in its spot and go to help her out of the car. In a sign of just how tired she must be; Aor, with my assistance, walks barefoot towards the front door and lets us inside. The house has that lovely warm and lived-in touch that I’d expect anywhere to do with Aor. Nuk’s baby toys are scattered throughout.

“Sorry it’s such a mess,” Aor says. I’m sure she would have started trying to tidy up right then if she hadn’t been so tired.

“It’s fine,” I tell her looking around a little closer. “Your home is lovely.”

Looking about I can see how the wallpaper has begun to fall down in places, the cornices cracking where they are attached to the walls and the ceiling is a stained yellowish colour.

“It needs a bunch of work but it’s hard to do on my own now,” Aor admits.

I try not to register that I notice Aor must be feeling a small amount of embarrassment at her house's state of upkeep. I get a sense that this is another thing that is driving Aor’s determination for our business to survive and grow.

“Perhaps we should check out the master bedroom,” I say as a reason for Aor to take me somewhere I hope she will feel more comfortable in.

“Men!” Aor chides me merrily but the suggestion ignites a spark back in her as she kisses me firmly before she begins to undo my Hawaiian-styled shirt.

Discarding my clothes as we go, I’m down to just my trousers by the time Aor has brought me to her bedroom. She pulls me towards a large Queen-sized bed.

She strips me of my pants leaving me to stand hard and proud in my boxers before Aor says, “Help me out of this dress. I’m not sure how I would have managed it without you here.”

“So that was your cunning plan all along.”

“Oh, shut up!”

In between hot passionate kisses, I help Aor in removing her skin-tight golden sequined dress. A trio of incredibly tight zips help to mould the skirt to Aor’s hips and a series of hooks and even more zips keep the top half heavenly body hugging. Pulling the top half forward, Aor leans back against the bed’s mattress as I knee to slide the bottom half down her tanned and toned thighs. I take a step back holding the now superfluous dress in my hand and look at the Goddess before me.

“Holy… Wow!” I breathe.

Aor is standing in the most stunning lingerie I've ever seen. Her bra is a complimentary matching gold colour to her now-removed dress. The cups are nothing but completely see-through gauze. The underwires are a threaded strain of white sea pearls. The panties, if you could call them that, are the same string of purest white pearls running around her hips. They meet in the front where a golden butterfly sits, the pearls again then dipping between her legs in a double strand that sits snug tight against Aor’s pussy lips.

“I didn’t know they would rub as I walk,” Aor tells me. “I’ve been on edge all night.”

I step in and feel what Aor just said. I run my fingertips gently along her pearled g-string and they all roll on their thread string. At her pussy my fingers part between the two lines and I come in contact with Aor’s wet and slippery pussy. The precious beads are coated in her own slime and I have no idea how long she has been aroused like this before.

“I want you so bad,” I tell Aor as I slide my middle finger all the way inside her welcoming pussy to the base of my palm.

“I’m all your Daddy.”

It’s too much for either of us. I slide my hand back out and lift Aor swifty up and onto the bed. She falls back into the centre as I climb up onto her. We kiss frantically for a few moments before I start to kiss my entire way down her body. Aor unhooks her bra from behind her back and I get to suck on her hard nipples. Each one is like a delicious round pearl also as she moans in a deep approval. I rub Aor’s tits all over my face before I break off and start to kiss my way over her flat stomach. Not an ounce of fat is there as I feel strong sinewy muscles underneath her skin.

I can smell Aor’s arousal before I get there. Heady and rich her aromas draw my nostrils towards her centre. I take ahold of the pearl strands by Aor’s hips and she lifts her bum off the bed so that I can remove the very last piece of her clothing. The stones come away from her pussy glistening in thick jelly. I drop my boxers and lie flat on the bed, my face resting between Aor’s closing legs.

She cries in pleasure as I graze my tongue along the full length of Aor’s sticky slit. Her flower is open and dripping with nectar. I have but to slide the full width of my tongue into her pussy and Aor is screaming with orgasm for the first time.

“Yes! Yes! Oh God! I’m cumming!” she wails at her full volume.

I don’t stop lapping at her greasy cunny all the while she thrashes about beneath my face. Each flick of my tongue against her clit sends Aor shuddering. Her second climax comes when I seal my lips over her clit and suck on her hard bud. Two more when I start to rock her pussy with three fingers of my right hand.

“Please stop! No more! No more! Ooohhhhhoooo!” Aor screams again when I start to tongue my way around the entrance of her asshole at the same time, I strum her pussy and clit with my left hand like a guitar.

I may have pushed Aor too far with my unrelenting oral sex when I try and crawl up on top of her to fuck her and she pushes me away. “Too much. Too much. I’m way too sensitive,” Aor protests as she pushes my hips away from her thighs and curls up in a ball for a brief minute.

Seeing her tucked up in a ball like that I can’t help myself but pick her up by the hips. Aor’s arms and legs unfurl into an arse-up kneeling position as I lick her asshole from behind this time.

“Not there. Not today,” Aor goes to tell me but I’ve already risen up on my knees and am beginning to slide my cock inside her hungry pussy.

Aor moans and begins pushing back on my dick hard. Backing herself up just as fast as I begin to fuck her. Her pussy is so unbelievably tight from my earlier attentions that it makes my head swim.

“Ohh fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me!” Aor demands as I grab her small waist and ram her doggy style to the best of my abilities.

I can’t last anywhere near as long as her and would probably have cum in our very first position if Aor didn’t pull her hips away and dropped onto the bed on her side.

“On your back,” she tells me.

I do as instructed and Aor is straddling me just as quickly as she can. She climbed her hips over my oily pole and slid all the way down to the base a second later. She works her hips hard and with incredible determination as she presses her tits to my chest and then twerks up and down on my cock savagely. Aor is searching hard for the exact angle she needs to make herself explode as she spins 180 degrees with my cock still inside her and starts to fuck me reverse cowgirls. She comes up onto her heels on the bed and bucks her pussy hard against my cock. It seems to be working as she quickly starts to grunt before she shudders and a hard stream of liquid gushes out from between her pussy lips and covers my legs in her juices.

“Holy shit! Did you just?” I want to ask if Aor just squirted but she has collapsed onto her back beside me.

She nods in agreement but her mind is on other things than that incredible occurance. “Get on top of me. I want you to cum all inside me,” Aor pants as she lifts her legs up and brings her knees around her ears.

I roll over and bury my cock in Aor’s cunt for what will be the final time. We both moan in rapture as I start to slap my hips against her pussy with every hard drive of my cock. Her pussy is a mess of excretions as I whip it into a frothy white butter. She curls my face down to hers kissing me rapaciously.

“Fill me up Daddy,” Aor moans hotly into my ear and I lose it instantly.

Almost crying with relief, I rock my hips hard against Aor’s accepting body as I expel my seed in hard blasts from my cock. I imagine I can almost hear it as the blast of cum jet out and splash up against the walls of Aor’s cervix painting it a complete shade of me. Aor’s head is thrown back and her eyes are closed in rapture as she lives every sensation of my throbbing cock within her. Her legs are locked tight around my lower back as I cream her insides. No fight would have been needed to keep me there as I never was going to pull out.

A very long time later I am still embedded with Aor’s hot and now even drippier pussy. Aftershocks send pulses of electricity down my spine as Aor's womanhood flexes tight around me milking me of every last little pulse.

Aor seemed to go into a post-coital coma as she is barely conscious anymore when I slide my shrinking cock out of her and nestle in behind her sweating body. I reach down to pull the blankets up around us worried she may catch a chill during the night as we cool down.

“Good night Aor,” I whisper in her ear as I kiss her cheek from behind.

“Good night. I love you,” Aor murmurs back.

She is asleep before she has a chance to hear my reply.