The shop fronts streamed past while our taxi made its way through the streets of Paris. We were on our way to what Emily described as an adult circus. She had a friend who was involved with the event and was able to get us prime tickets and it was all very hush hush.
Emily gave me a cheeky smile as our eyes met.
“Don’t worry, this is going to great!” she reassured me with a wicked smile.
My eyes strayed down her long neck to where her breasts turned into an elegant cocktail dress. A surge of anticipation ran through me which seemed to gather around my clit. I was pulled out of my trance by a knowing giggle from Emily when she noticed me staring. I shuffled around in my seat in a poor attempt to hide my embarrassment.
I had only met Emily a few days prior at a Backpackers in Paris. We were checked into the same room and hit it off right away. We were both about the same age and out looking for adventure. I never considered myself a lesbian but there was something intoxicating about Emily which I couldn’t shake. She exuded a sexual energy which was hard to escape.
The taxi pulled up alongside an old beaten up industrial building. I looked over at Emily in disbelief as she flung the door open and jumped out. She looked back at me to give me another wicked smile before slamming the door shut.
'Well here goes,' I thought to myself as I pulled myself awkwardly out the Taxi trying to keep my dress under control.
We walked up to a heavy steel door. Emily peered up at the security camera above and offered a toothy smile and a wave. To my surprise, the door swung slowly open and we were welcomed inside by a fierce looking bouncer.
The bouncer helped us out of our coats, revealing our carefully picked outfits.
“You look amazing,” Emily quipped and my cheeks flushed.
“Aha, Emily! I’m so glad you made it!” a good looking Frenchman pronounced from the end of the passage. He pulled Emily into a big hug as they said there hellos.
“Abel, this is Melissa.” I was pulled into an equally warm hug and made my acquaintances with Abel.
“Come, let me get you ladies a drink.”
Abel led us through the passage into the foyer. What I saw next is difficult to describe. The room was full of an eclectic mix of people of all shapes and sizes in various stages of undress, lazily chatting and sipping their drinks. The room was filled with steady sci trance just loud enough to be heard over the busy chatter. Masked waiters and waitresses were carrying their trays around wearing nothing but heels and boots while delivering a steady stream of drinks to the fascinating crowd. They were in exceptional shape and I caught myself staring as a waiter walked past with his massive cock swinging between his legs.
Abel ushered us up onto a pair of bar stools as a waitress with raven black hair and a neatly trimmed bush approached to take our drinks orders. We placed our orders and watched as her perfectly shaped cheeks bounced away to fetch our drinks.
“We have a very special show prepared this year and I have no doubt that you ladies are going to enjoy yourselves. I must be off as I have to prepare for the show. I will see you soon,” announced Abel and he left with a friendly wink in Emily’s direction.
“What on earth is going on here?” I exclaimed with a massive smile on my face.
Emily laughed out loud and took my hands in hers.
“This is going to be awesome!” she said as she leant into me and landed a kiss on my cheek.
We spent the next fifteen minutes finishing our drinks and watching the antics unfold before us. There was a couple in the corner which seemed to have been overcome by the whole experience. They were now completely naked. The women had her legs spread wide with her partner on his knees and his head between her legs. He lapped furiously at her mound while rubbing his erect cock.
The base sexuality we were witnessing began to have an effect on me. I felt moisture gathering in my knickers and squirmed around on my bar stool doing all I could not to reach down and rub my aching clit.
A voice from above interrupted the madness: “Ladies and Gentlemen. Welcome to Madame Ines’s Circus. Please make your way to your seats as the show will be starting in five minutes”.
We shuffled into the theatre and were met with another curious room. It was a large, square and open in the centre surrounded by two rows of hard plastic fold out chairs. There was a strange contraption in the centre with all manner of straps and bars like a twisted jungle gym from a mad max movie. It had no particular shape but it was clearly designed for a specific purpose. My imagination began to fill in the gaps.
We took our seats front and centre.
“Best seats in the house!” Emily announced with another wicked grin.
Once everyone had found their seats, the up lights dimmed and the room fell silent. The lighting softened and smoke began to creep along the ground. A group of women dressed as nymphs flowed onto the stage to soft EBM. They were wearing sheer cloaks and you could plainly see the shape of their naked bodies pressing against the soft fabric. They flowed over each other like water. Their hands exploring their own and each other's bodies. They gracefully amassed in a writhing pile of sex right in front of us.