Nordlys: The Northern Lights Orgy Club

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The Overlord checks his phone and then looks up to speak to the driver in Norwegian, issuing what sounds like a command. The driver acknowledges him with a grunt, and quickly flicks the turn signal to change lanes. The color orange radiates off of the driver, in varying shades, and the security man in the front seat too, they both look perpetually alert.

"We're not going back home?" I ask curiously.

"We have another stop to make" the Overlord tells me, and I am fascinated to see color creeping into the black that surrounds him.

"Oh?" I prompt him, finally remembering that we were conversing.

"It's a surprise" he answers.

"Another surprise?" I exclaim, my fingers automatically moving to the diamonds at my neck.

He raises one eyebrow, subtly smirking. "Come here" he crooks one finger in my direction, and a dark rich maroon invades and overtakes the black. Lust.

"Why?" I ask, dry swallowing.

"I know what diamonds do to a woman, let's take care of that now" he proposes.

I gasp as his hand slides up my thigh, under my skirt. My skin is absurdly sensitive, and the moisture between my legs has dampened my panties.

"There's no divider" I whisper, my gaze flicking towards the men in the front seat of the car.

"Then you had better not make any noise, or you will draw attention to yourself" the Overlord whispers back, before kissing my neck.

I can feel his fingers push aside the wet fabric of my panties, and I let out a small squeak when they dig into the folds of flesh there. Suddenly he reaches the moisture contained between the lips, and his fingers easily slide in, and then out, lubricated by my fluids.

I try to stop myself from moaning by biting my lips together, but his mouth covers mine, and his tongue pushes his way inside, forcing my mouth open. My moans are devoured by him, his tongue thrusting inside my mouth in a rhythm that matches his thrusting fingers. His other hand cradles the back of my head, holding me in place. I cannot escape this double assault, and I have no wish to. When my shuddering moans reach a crescendo, his kiss relents, and I gasp as he lets me take a breath.

"Not time yet" he comments, looking out the window.

His mouth quickly covers mine again, his head blocking me from seeing any of our surroundings, and he renews his twin assault, his fingers squelching inside me while his tongue robs me of breath.

It always takes longer for me to cum a second time. The pressure on my shoulders is almost unbearable as I get close to climax. I wince and groan into his mouth, and then I feel his thumb force its way to the tip of my clitoris, rubbing insistently. I almost scream, trying hard to be quiet, his tongue muffling most of the sounds I make. My whole body is rocked by violent shuddering before he lets me go.

"We're here" he murmurs softly.

I open my eyes, and look around, feeling dazed.

"The airport?" I query.

"Mmhmmmm" he answers mysteriously.

"Ankomst..." I read the sign as we pass it. "Arrival!" I exclaim, remembering that word from the last time I flew.

The driver pulls over to the curb, ignoring the honk of the car behind us, and the Overlord opens the door to get out, waving at me to follow him. As soon as we are out, the car drives off, headed towards the short term parking.

All of the people on the sidewalk around us are a blur of color, hazily outlined by radiating rainbows. If I can focus on one person, I can make sense of it, but the Overlord is dragging me by the hand through the sliding glass doors, into the large open lobby filled with many more people.