Jia
The Dark Odyssey is massive.
When people come to the club and step onto the dance floor, they think it’s just that. Most only ever make it as far as that section because it’s enough. The masquerade parties are fun, and then there are the side cubicles for sex.
Once you get past those parts, though, there’s the rest of the place to explore. The fantasy and theme rooms, the orgy and tasting rooms, the sex dungeon. It’s all amazing, and if you’re lucky enough, you spend the night in one of the suites, like what Paul and I have been doing.
What gets me, though, are the other attractions you get to enjoy as a couple. Paul and I did a lot, and we probably overdid it on most things, but one thing we definitely enjoyed was those attractions.
Tonight, we’re heading toward one amazing, fascinating one that literally looks like it was pulled from a dream.
Set to replicate the waterfall in Italy, the Fall of Desire is beautiful. The owners only open it up for the summer when it’s super-hot. It’s outside and built into the ground, going down about forty feet. It has alcoves in each grove of the cliff, and the water falling down into the stream has a mixture of glitter to make it sparkle like the water in the halls of Fantasium.
Paul holds my hand as we make our way down the jagged rock formation and lifts me over a bolder. We’re both dressed in swimwear. Me in my little red bikini and him in a pair of trunks that garner far too much attention.
In the past, I couldn’t stand women looking at him. He didn’t have the muscle he’s packing now, or the tats.
Now, he’s literally like a hunk from Hollywood who looks like he stepped off the cover of a magazine, and I can’t begin to count the amount of eyes that were on him as we made our way down here.
There are several couples all along the waterfall, all having sex. This will be the first time we have sex out in the open—although where we’re going, no one will really be able to see us.
“You okay?” Paul asks, slipping his arm around me.
“I am. I love this. It’s so beautiful,” I bubble. This attraction is new. I’m excited to get the chance to explore it with him.
“You’re beautiful,” he says, scooping me up and kissing me. I love how he just lifts me like I’m weightless.
He carries me across the way, and I’m glad because the water is deeper and catches him at his waist.
It’s a little cold, so I wouldn’t have really liked that even though I’m hot. I can tolerate cool water running over me, but not immersing myself into it.
We continue to kiss until we get to the little rock formation jutting out of the cave. This is ours for the night. The alcoves in the caves are like rooms, and the water showers down like a wall.
There’s a threesome happening across from us, and they’re fucking right there in the flow of water. It’s daring and I’ll admit exciting to watch sex like that, but I like a little privacy. This is perhaps as close as I’ll get to being so open.
Paul carries me through the wall of water. It drenches us, and we start to laugh.
He sets me down, and my feet connect with the stone floor. I feel like I’m in Italy. I had the pleasure of going many times. It’s absolutely one of my favorite places to visit. There’s so much to do and see. The fact that this place has that feel about it is all the more exciting because I always wanted to go with Paul, always imagined him when I went because I knew he’d be the only person to appreciate the magic.
Just like he is now.
He looks around the area just like me, taking it all in. It’s our own personal little cave. The water flows down the walls, coursing over the groove formations in the rocks, then cascading back outside the flow into the waterfall.
It’s all so beautiful.
Warm hands reach for me, and I turn my attention to the godlike man before me.
“You and water look good together, baby,” he says, his voice a husking rumble. “Take this off.” He tugs on the straps of my bikini top.
“Hey, I think I get to make the requests first tonight as compensation.” I giggle.
He narrows his eyes. “Why’s that, baby?”
“Too many eyes on you for my liking.”
He smiles. “I just saw the one pair, and I’m still looking at them. Plus, you failed to see the dirty looks I had to give to fend off all the guys with their eyes on my girl.”
“Your girl? Where is she? I’m not sharing, so she’ll have to wait somewhere until I’m finished with you.” I back away playfully, and he follows.