Irresistible (4 page)

"Hell ya!" The group approved. Yvette quickly tied
Melissa’s hair into pigtails and loosened the tie enough to give the overall outfit a cute but sexy look. Yvette nodded with approval at the four girls dressed and ready to party. Carina swallowed hard as she watched the fifth girl exit her dressing room.

This girl
wore a pink and black corset top that pushed up her breasts so high they damn near reached her chin. The black tulle material underneath represented the "skirt". Carina rolled her eyes as the girl turned around and bent down just enough for viewers to get an eyeful of her thong and tiny rabbit tail. The stilettos were also pink and black. The finishing touches included matching bunny ears and a bowtie choker around her neck.

"Sexy but not too skanky" Carina voiced. The group agreed as the girl beamed with excitement.

"What about the Mrs. Clause costume?" Melissa asked Playboy bunny girl. Yvette didn’t have to do much to complete her outfit.

The girl shrugged. "Totally cute but I think I would've won the 'most awkward' award if I went with it." The others
chuckled in agreement.

"Carina is it?" Yvette asked as she turned to Desirae and Carina.

"Yes ma'am" Carina replied. Yvette looked at her for a moment before motioning for them to follow. She grabbed a few scraps of material with furry boots and handed them to Carina. "Try this on and come out."

Carina nodded and shuffled into the fitting room. There wasn't much to the costume; it was all soft fur. Carina took off her clothes and looked at the top. She couldn't even wear a bra! She exposed her bare cleavage to the piece of fur meant to cover her heavy breasts. It attached over one shoulder, leaving her arms, torso and other shoulder bare. Carina then shimmied on the fur micro skirt and slipped on the soft boots. The boots covered her calves
. They felt so good on her feet. The fur had to be real, it was so soft. Carina bit her lip as she looked at her reflection. She barely had anything on but the costume gave a great overall effect. She didn't look like those lame cave girls with the Flintstone print and giant club in her hand.

Carina stepped out and watched as the girls' jaws dropped. "THAT will definitely count as historically accurate if you don't tack on an effin' club or something stupid like that." Desirae proclaimed as she approached. "Yvette is this real fur?"

"Yes" Yvette answered approaching Carina. She held a hair thing made of leather and bones. She tied up Carina's hair with it and removed her earrings. "You wear nothing else with this, understand?"

Carina nodded
at Yvette before turning towards the group. "How can you make something so simple look so extraordinary?" Andrea breathed. Her eyes glazed over as she stared at Carina.

"Because it's Carina" Desirae taunted. She gave two thumbs up
. Desirae circled Carina. "Fur panties too?" She scoffed in disbelief. Carina waggled her eyebrows up and down as the girls pealed with laughter.

"Two more" Yvette yelled. "Let's move!" Yvette grabbed the remaining girls and walked around them. "Any requests?"

"Something naughty but original" One requested.

"Follow me naughty girl." Yvette commanded. She grabbed something from a rack and flung it at her. "Put this on and come out."

"But I haven't seen it." She protested.

"Neither did Carina and Yvette did her justice!" Andrea called out. Carina nodded in agreement. The girl stormed off
unhappy with her lack of input regarding her costume. Yvette looked at the last victim.

"I can belly dance" she offered. Yvette
beamed with excitement as she ran to another rack. She pushed the last girl into a fitting room before looking the group over one last time. She made a few adjustments to the mermaid's hair before waiting for the remaining girls to exit the fitting room.

"That is effin awesome" Desirae shrieked. The girl
confidently sauntered out of the dressing room. Carina hooted with approval. This was no ordinary nun. She was every church's wet dream.... errr nightmare. She wore the traditional black veil and white coif; a white silky material that only went around her neck just above her collarbone. But the propriety ended there. In place of the traditional habit or tunic was a tight black sleeveless "pleather" mini dress that pushed up her breasts and provided peek-a-boo access through the lacey front. The dress ended just below her butt and had white cross garters that attached to thigh-high fishnet stockings. She wore stilettos and had a rosary necklace wrapped around one wrist.

"You're going to hell" Melissa
solemnly declared.

"Isn't it great?!" The naughty nun be
amed. Yvette generously applied makeup onto her face making her even more sinfully beautiful.

Finally the last girl stepped out. She had on Yvette's rendition of a belly dancer's costume. She wore a red and gold veil that covered half her face. The
red bra with gold straps had sewn-in gold coins that jingled every time she moved. In place of a long skirt or pants, she wore a scarf wrapped around her hips. The silky material was also red and gold with coins strategically placed along her hips. A gold chain rested above the scarf-skirt and she wore gloves that attached at her middle fingers. She even had red and gold armbands at her biceps to simultaneously conceal and reveal skin in just the right places.

"Belly dance for us" Carina
playfully suggested. She wanted to see if this girl could do the costume justice. The girl swiveled her hips and moved her arms. The group watched in fascination as the costume came to life. "We have a winner here" Carina proudly stated. The girls nodded in agreement.

Yvette beamed with pride as she
applied heavy makeup around her eyes. It made her eyes stand out against her already half-hidden face. She looked absolutely exotic. Each girl paid for her costume and exited the store to gawking onlookers. Carina felt the most exposed but knew that others in their party were revealing a hell of a lot more than she was.

"Let the bouncer at the
rope know you're Yvette's party and they'll immediately seat you." Yvette called from the door. The girls called out their thanks. Andrea followed the other two cars as they drove towards Club 69. Everyone bounced in their seats with anticipation.

"Everyone's going to be there" Naughty Nun girl chanted as she texted more of her friends.

Desirae noticed Carina’s scowl. "There's no guarantee that jackass will be there. Let's just enjoy ourselves."

Carina nodded grateful that her roommate understood her concern. She loo
ked at the packed parking lot; the line to get into the club wrapped around the building.

"What happens to those who can't get in?" Carina
inquired.

Andrea responded, "They go to the next best party. Many places are going all out tomorrow night so that they don't have to compete with Club 69."

Carina nodded. She didn't see any cars she recognized but that didn’t mean much. Their party of eight traveled in several cars.

"Are the guys coming tonight?" Fabien and Emile were almost always wherever Andrea was.
Carina was surprised by their absence.

Andrea shrugged. "This isn't usually their thing. They'll probably be at one of the on-campus parties."

Cars pulled up to valet a
s characters waltzed to the velvet rope. Valentino DeLuca watched from the entrance as he noticed groups bravely approach his bouncer, Brody, only to slump in defeat and head to the back of the line. He peered into the club ensuring that everything still ran like a well-oiled machine. He had no doubt that his best friend and general manager, Marco, could manage the evening without him but it was so much fun to be at the helm and watch the fruits of his labor unfold.

Valentino rolled his eye
s as a group of barely dressed vamps approach the rope. They rubbed their perky tits all over Brody's massive chest. Valentino put his hands in his pockets waiting to see if they'd gain admittance. For the most part it was his final say on who was permitted to attend the annual event but Brody had great taste and instincts with letting the right people in. It had been years since they'd had an ugly brawl or had to close the place down because of something major happening.

Valentino shrugged at the pleading girls as they were directed to stand at the end of the line. The place was almost at capacity as it was and competition was fierce. Valentino only felt satisfaction as he watched small groups exit the line and walk down the road to another club. There was a reason why his place was high demand - only the best.

"What you thought cause its Club 69 that this is a sex club?" Brody's voice boomed through the parking lot. "Get the fuck out of here." The dejected girls wearing only pasties and crotch-less panties covered themselves back with their satin robes and got back into their cars. Valentino waved at valet not to charge them. They may've looked sexy but there was no way in hell they were gaining admittance dressed like that. It only spelled disaster in his mind.

Brody looked back at Valentino silently communicating
— WTF? There were all kinds out tonight. Valentino smirked as three cars pulled in back-to-back. This was a large party. Brody rolled his eyes prepared to turn them right around. The club barely had room for small parties, much less for a group that required numerous cars. Valentino watched as his valet team scurried to open doors. He chuckled in amusement as some of the guys froze in awe while the more seasoned staff members reacted with practiced indifference.

Valentino had to admit; the group of young women were spectacular. He counted eight in all and prayed that this was Yvette's group. He'd been waiting for them for almost an hour now. He had two tables ready for the group depending on their attire. Good enough got them the second best table of the club and free drinks till midnight. But by the looks of the ladies clustering together and marching confidently toward Brody
, they looked like they intended to land the biggest prize of the night.

Valentino's dick twitched as he watched the group saunter over to the velvet rope. It'd been a while since anyone had g
otten his attention in this manner. The dynamic of the group was interesting from afar. They seemed to have two leaders - one who was marching straight to Brody with a flogger in her hand and the other one who was speaking to the rest of the girls. Valentino sighed with relief as he heard Yvette's name. His phone buzzed confirming his thoughts. The group had arrived.

Good job,
Valentino texted the two-word response to his friend Yvette. She'd managed to come up with creative costume ideas for the group. Valentino watched enraptured as the nun brought Brody to his knees. This group was confident and clever. People in line watched in awe and envy. Valentino's gaze continued to steer back to the dark-haired beauty in fur. She had a body to die for with soft curves, generous breasts and a gorgeous face. She exuded sensuality while other members of her group tried to tastelessly, and unsuccessfully, accomplish the same thing. Valentino admired their on-the-spot performances. They were obviously not shy.

Valentino's blood heated as he watched the dark-haired beauty look his way. She was aware of their surroundings and their audience. Valentino shifted his weight in hopes to tame his stiffening cock. He needed to be presentable when the last girl crossed the rope.

Valentino sucked in a sharp breath as the raven beauty gracefully dropped to the ground. Brody looked around confused. Valentino chuckled as the little dominatrix put him in his place. His feet moved of their own accord. In moments Valentino found himself standing over the stunning cave girl fighting like hell to keep his eager body still and professional.

As she stood and passed him, Valentino's eyes roved over every bit of her olive skin and generous curves. Just by eyeing them he knew her breasts were real and more than a handful. The night was young; his appetite insatiable; and his stamina enduring. This group was absolutely irresistible. This might be his best Halloween event ever...

* * *

Carina looked forward, avoiding the hostile glares from the hopeful club goers standing in line. With no admission to pay everyone was trying to get in but the massive bouncer was being extremely particular with who they admitted.

"Ladies" he purred in appreciation.

"Hello big guy" Desirae cooed as she did her best dominatrix pose. "Party of 8; Yvette's girls."

The bouncer smirked as he looked at the party. "Have to admit you in one at a time. Let me see each of you."

Desirae confidently approached him first and flicked her flogger at Carina's thighs. Carina jumped but bit back a yelp. She was not going to let Des win this round. The bouncer eagerly opened his vest and allowed Desirae to flog him before entering. The line of spectators roared their approval as Desirae was permitted access.

"Next" the bouncer barked. Naughty Nun Girl strutted to the front. She leaned forward for the bouncer to get a view of her perky breasts.

"I need you to get on your knees and ask forgiveness for your sinful ways."

The bouncer's eyes lit up with surprise as Desirae crowed in the background. "Fucking brilliant Chelsea!"

The bouncer got on his knees and bowed his head. After a moment he looked up to Chelsea. "If you're done praying you can kiss each of my crosses and be forgiven for your sins." The bouncer swallowed loudly as he eyed the cross on her rosary and then followed to the white crosses on her thighs.

"Forgive me" he whispered as he kissed each cross. Chelsea bent down, kissed his forehead and proceeded behind the velvet rope to stand beside Desirae.

"Fuck me" Andrea muttered. "How the hell are we supposed to compete with that?"

Carina swallowed the building lump in her throat. She looked at the line of spectators. A magnificent specimen of a man in a black Armani suit stood at the club entrance watching everything.

"Sati,
please
go last" Andrea begged the exotic belly dancer. Sati nodded her acquiesce as the mermaid approached the now standing bouncer. She belted out Ariel's theme song from
The Little Mermaid.

"In tune, well done little mermaid.... Proceed." The bouncer allowed the beaming mermaid behind the line.

Carina shuffled forward. She kept her head down and swallowed. She decided to take a different approach since she was the "most" historically accurate of the group. She approached the bouncer and collapsed into herself on the ground. Carina folded her legs beneath her and placed her head on her hands. She waited for his reaction.

"What the fuck is she doing?" The puzzled bouncer demanded.

"Cave women are not permitted to speak to the men without acknowledgment.
Obviously
she's asking you for permission without saying a word." Desirae scoffed. Carina thanked the heavens for her friend. Andrea chuckled in the background.

Black dress shoes stopped in front of Carina. Carina held her breath as she realized the guy dressed in the Armani suit had approached. The suit bent down and tapped her shoulder. Carina squatted, keeping her head down, and used one hand for balance as she touched her chest with her hand and pointed to Desirae and the group behind the velvet rope. She was very aware of the fact that her breasts were practically spilling out of the costume. Squatting in the presence of such a large group made Carina very self-conscious. She felt every inch of her exposed skin. Carina prayed the costume covered her ass and girl bits. Armani suit had prime view of her open thighs and what lay hidden between.

The bouncer looked to the suit as the crowd held their breath. The suit said nothing, he merely nodded his head. Carina almost missed his consent because she'd kept her head down. She remained hunched over and scurried over to the group.

Andrea marched right up to the suit and confidently looked him in the eye. Carina could tell she was about to say something but he beat her to it.

"Forgive me Goddess, your table awaits." He bowed low to her and looked at the bouncer who did the same as they made way for her. The girls beamed with excitement as only three were left.

Playboy bunny approached the men and began to sing
Big Spender
as she danced. The suit merely looked at her and said nothing; encouraging her to dance more provocatively. She stroked the bouncer's massive chest. Carina muffled her laughter as she watched the bouncer's black pants tent with her attention. The suit chuckled and permitted her access.

"I thought I was going to have to give a lap dance" the bunny hissed.

"At least your lady bits weren't showing like mine did when I was squatting." Carina whispered. Andrea and Desirae laughed. They nodded in agreement.

The suit looked to the belly dancer but Sati shook her head. "Saving the best for last?" He teased. She merely wiggled her eyebrows as Melissa approached the men.

"Mr. Valentino, I've been a good girl. Please let me in. I'll stay afterwards and earn extra credit." Melissa said in her most sultry voice. She rubbed against the suit and waved her ass at the bouncer. The guys in line hooted with approval as the suit raised his eyebrows. He motioned for Melissa to proceed while he gave the belly dancer, Sati, his undivided attention.

Sati
performed a similar dance to the men as she had with the girls in the costume shop. The crowd roared with approval as Sati danced around the suit. She rubbed her body against his designer suit. He caught her in his arms and pulled her behind the velvet rope. "Well earned ladies. Your VIP table awaits you. Yvette never disappoints me."

The girls cheered
and high-fived each other as a hostess led them to their table. The owner followed but walked amongst the other club goers. The girls scooted into a round oversized booth. "You earned this table ladies.... Not just anyone can sit here." The hostess sternly stated. She handed out menus and took drink orders. "Mr. Valentino says everything is on the house for you ladies tonight. Enjoy!"

The group's jaws dropped. "Hot damn" Melissa crowed as Desirae hugged Carina.

"See! Beating you with the flogger was worth it!" Desirae stated.

"I think the bouncer would let you be his Dom" Carina joked. "Or Chelsea!" The girls
giggled nodding with agreement. Carina looked around. Club 69 certainly was being picky.

"Look a naughty nurse!" Chelsea cried out.

"Competition for you" Andrea teased as they watched the nurse in a skimpy white outfit and fishnet stockings strut her stuff across the dance floor.

"Damn Cleopatra and Pocahontas showed up tonight." Desirae yelled at a couple of girls pass
ing their table.

"Of course the skanks had to show up too" Andrea
snickered. She pointed to a group of girls that were supposedly wearing costumes. Andrea curled her lip at the pirate, the Queen of Hearts, a cop, and an angel. "To say they're
wearing
clothes would be a grave understatement."

"Excuse me!" Playboy Bunny yelled to the group.

"What the fuck Beatriz?" Sati, the belly dancer, shrieked.

Beatriz waved her off. The group approached the VIP table just as their waitress dropped off drinks and appetizers. The girls looked at the table with envy. Beatriz looked at each of the girls. "What did you all have to do to get in?"

"We flashed the bouncer" pirate girl proudly responded. "Y'all worked too hard."

Desirae smirked at the group. "We got everything free of charge tonight. How about you girls?"

The barely clad vixens pouted with obvious disappointment. Carina and the group may have had to perform for everyone but it was well worth their efforts.

"At least the one with the big titties got a drink band!" Desirae cheerfully
replied. Melissa and Beatriz spit out their drinks choking with laughter.

"Be nice" Carina scolded Desirae. "Enjoy your night ladies."

The group of misfits sneered at the VIP table and stormed off.

"We are VIP guests tonight ladies. Don't fuck this up with some catty bullshit." Andrea snapped.
She pointed her finger at every girl sitting at the table.

"Here! Here!" Carina joyfully agreed h
olding her drink up. The table toasted their agreement and quietly ate their appetizers. After their second round of drinks they rose from the table and walked around. The group pointed at the couples dressed in themes. Guys confidently walked around dressed as gladiators and underwear models. Carina marched up to a guy in a business suit with a vest.