All Of Me (Camren G!P)

Chapter 1

Camila's POV

"Hello?" I answer when my phone rings. I'm half asleep on my couch, dozing off while watching Grey's Anatomy.

"It's recess time," a deep baritone voice says to me. Lauren.

"Is that so?" I turn onto my back, stretching on the couch. We've been meeting up on a fairly regular basis for just about three months.

"It is. There's a new swing at The Playground you have to try," she tells me.

"Who's to say I haven't tried it already?" I haven't.

"Have you, Karla? That would be disappointing."

A chill runs down my spine when she says my name like that...

"I haven't, I just wanted to see what you'd say," I reply.

"I see. Well, you don't have to come out and play. I'm sure I can find someone else," she says.

"I'll come out," I tell her. "I just need to freshen up. I can be down there in forty-five minutes." I never pass up a chance to play with Lauren. She's amazing in bed, I trust her and most importantly she is a girl with a dick,no big deal. It's kinda like a bonus.

"I'll be waiting." She hangs up.

I get up from the couch to go to my room. I have a decent sized two bedroom house that I bought two years ago. It felt like home when I walked in. It was move-in ready, but I've made a few minor adjustments, like painting the whole house. It was all that bland beige color that got real popular in the mid-2000s. It's a lot cozier now.

When I get to my room I take a few minutes to brush my teeth and apply some makeup. I curl my hair and then head to the walk-in closet to find some slinky black lingerie. I have the perfect black dress to wear. It's newer, and I haven't worn it to The Playground yet.

I joined the club about six months ago. It's a converted airplane hangar out in the middle of nowhere, where adults can go to play. There's something for everyone at The Playground. At first it looks like any other bar or nightclub – if you ignore the couples fucking in public – but there are private rooms and theme rooms too, dedicated to different fetishes and kinks.

When I show up I park next to a big black SUV. I have a newer model 4 Runner that's a calm champagne color. I hop out and head into the club. Pam is at the door when I walk up. She leers at me, looking me up and down.

"Hello," I smile as I walk up.

"No kiss?" She's only half kidding.

I lean in to give her a peck on the lips. Hailee has full, kissable lips. She's a beautiful woman; very statuesque.

"That's better," she purrs and licks my bottom lip. "Someday you'll let me try your other lips too. You won't regret it."

"Maybe," I smile. I haven't been with any women other than yet. It makes me nervous. I know what I like; I just don't know I'd be any good at fucking or going down on a woman.

"Where is Lauren?" I ask. I don't know which room the swing is in.

"Last I saw she was in the dungeon with Amanda," she smirks. "She's got good hands, that one."

"Indeed she does," I agree. "I'll see you around." I turn to walk away, heading for the dungeon room.

The walk is a fairly short one. As I go through the door to the hallway I start getting turned on seeing all the writhing bodies. I'm going to be very wet by the time Lauren gets those amazing hands on me.

I knock softly to let her know I'm here, waiting for Lauren to answer the door.

"Come in," she says from the other side. I hear the unmistakable sound of a paddle landing on skin and then Amanda crying out.