1920s Fun (unfinished)

Vivendi was walking along side the sidewalk of New York as he listened to the city's noises around him. He was thinking about this week's events and  how they made him stressed. It was all too much for him but there was nothing he could do about it. He wishes he was back home as he was far from France. His thoughts suddenly stopped when he heard a female's singing coming from the nearby theatre. He felt himself walk through the doors. The blissful singing grew as he followed it and found himself looking upon rows of people watching the lady on the stage. His eyes focused on her, joining the audience as they listened to her angelic singing.

"When I die, bury me in my straight-leg britches
Put on a box back- coat and a Stetson hat
Put a twenty-dollar gold piece on my watch chain
So you can let all the boys know I died standing pat."

As grieving as the song was, her voice made the words beautiful. The classy flapper dancer had saw Vivendi in the crowd and he could have sworn the flirty kiss and wink she gave might have been directed at him. His heart skipped two beats while she continued hitting those notes.


After she was done performing, everyone had walked out and disappearing into the city night. Vivendi waited out the crowd then got up to leave. Before he stepped out of the rows of seats,  a woman had passed by him, stopped then gave him a small slip of paper. He took the paper as he watched her walk to the backstage of the stage. He noticed it was that flapper lady.

He slowly open the paper and it read, "Meet me outside my dressing room in 10 minutes." Vivendi felt his face heat up and made his way backstage.


He knocked on the door of the dressing room and was immediately met with a lustful kiss on his lips. As she pulled away, she had saw his face full of shock and that made her form a smirk on her lips.

She chuckled when she said to him, "You're cute for someone your age." Vivendi didn't know whether or not as to take that as a complement or not.

"My name is Fleischer. I don't suppose you have a name, honey?"

"Oh, sorry, how rude of me. I'm Vivendi."

She cocked her eyebrows, she seems impressed. "Vivendi? I've heard of your name before. You're known around these parts. You're a long way from home."

Great. He was reminded of that. "Yes, I do suppose I am."

"You looking for some fun in New York?" She said with a purr and she tugged lightly at his coat.

Well, this would make him take his mind off of his problems. "Perhaps." He said as he placed his hands on her hips. Her eyes watched his hands and she smiled up at him.

"Would you like to make a little deal with me?" Her face inches far from his.

"Like what?"

"Just some things that make you-" Her hands pulled at his shirt to get him back into a deep kiss but only to be pulled away once more, "-work, for the prize."

He had paused for a moment before saying, "Alright." Then he got pulled into the room.


At first Vivendi was confused on what she had meant by that until he was pulled into her private dressing room. It was bigger on the inside than from what is shown on the outside. His attention on the room was brought away when he heard her throat clear, she pulled him over to her lounge couch on the side of the room.

"You're all for women getting the same rights as men, I hope?" That was an interesting question to ask at this time Vivendi had thought to himself.

"Of course." She gave a small grin across her face.

"Hm, then.. you don't mind a bit of 'worshipping' right? Maybe a little something afterwards before I let you ravish me.
Of course I'll tell you before we start it."

"Who am I to deny a woman's request?"

They proceeded to have a really heated session on the couch. Fleisch had her hands all over the front of his body and Vivendi had his hands all over the back of her's. Their tongues fighting for dominance, Fleischer's hand had snaked up to the back of his neck and Vivendi felt something come around his neck. He pulled away, panting and looked down at what was put around his neck. It was some sort of collar with a silver loop in the center and black leather around it. He was confused and was going to question it until Fleischer put her finger in the loop and tugged him forward to meet her face. He saw her give a sly smirk while he gave back a wide eyed stare.

He was already down on his knees and in between her legs. She had pulled the edge of her dress upwards while he brought his hands up her thighs to her hips to pull at the hem of her laced white panties down slowly. Fleischer was of course giddy since it's rare whenever she would get a man to agree to do this. She thought her breath would be taken away when she felt his mouth was so close to it as he was kissing her inner thighs and leading upwards.

He slipped the undergarments fully off, spread her legs carefully apart wider and gave it a small lick. Fleischer's hand gripped at the couch under her slightly as she gave a soft groan,  she moves her hips forward so he is able to get better access and he gives another lick to her already quivering clit. Vivendi's hand that was on her thigh moves so his fingers come forward to spread her warm folds, his tongue runs along it and he hears Fleisch moan above him. He felt her hand on the back of his head, threading her fingers in his hair and gripping at it as he was licking at her wetness. He trailed his tongue back to her clit, started to suck at the little bud and Fleischer had let out a sharp gasp then biting hard onto her bottom lip.

"Oh my god, Vivendi.." She strained out then picking her legs up to put over his shoulders to wrap her legs against his back and bringing him closer to her. He pulled away from her throbbing clit, catching his breath before dipped her tongue her soaking pussy. Fleischer brought up her other hand that was gripping at the couch to her mouth to bite down on a finger to keep herself from moaning so loud. She needed to avoid this knowing there's still people backstage getting ready for the next show. But she still made a very audible moan that encouraged Vivendi to keep going. His thumb had moved up to play with her clit while his tongue was still in her. Fleischer threw her head back, push his head even closer with her legs and she moaned loud enough to be heard outside her dressing room.

Vivendi had broke away with panting and with Fleischer's wetness dripping off his chin. She let him go out of her hold on him afterwards, he came up from the floor to go at her neck, licking and biting at it. He pulled at the already falling straps of her dress to reveal her breasts. His hand was on one of them, playing around with the soft pink nipple as he left red marks on her neck that will definitely show at her next performance. Fleisch was riding out the aftershock, slowly coming back to her senses as she did she sighed at the loving she was gettting at her neck.


After minutes of teasing, Vivendi needed to catch his breath a little. Fleischer had left the room for a second to get something. He then saw her come back with something in her hand but is unable to see it because of the dimness of the room. The lights that were only lighting the room being the ones on top of her vanity. She gave him a smirk as her other hand came up to him and made a twirling motion. Vivendi had thought of this motion meaning two things and he it hits him fast when he realized it was the second thing. His face turned red when he saw her bring out the item to where he can see it. He knew it, it was a strap on. She chuckled at his reaction with her smirk never leaving her face.

"Aww, I hope this isn't your first time doing this.." He got up from the couch and gulped, then he turned around while his shaky hands were slowly removing his clothes.

"With a man, no. With a woman, yes." He shed off his coat, putting it to the side and was working on his pants.

"Nice to know I'm your first, honey." Fleischer had laughed to herself as she was setting the strap on around her waist and it hugged her thighs and hips. She had stepped over to him when he had took his pants and boxers off, leaving his shirt, his round edged glasses and the collar on.

"Bend over." Vivendi had shivered at hearing those words behind him. God, what those words did to his already hard erection. He bent forward, his chest on the edge of the couch, back arched, his legs slightly spread and his ass up. She had nudged his legs farther apart and he understood as he spread them wider. He heard a small sound of a lid opening, following a slicking noise and then he felt her hand grope at one of his cheeks as she spread it to lather the cool lube onto his tight hole. Fleischer had moved to let the tip of the strap on tease at it, leaning forward to plant a kiss on the center of his back and leaving a lipstick mark on it.

"Don't worry darling, you do this for me and I'll finally let you fuck me." Vivendi took a deep breath and said,

"Do it." She had moved her hips and the strap on slipped into him.

"God." He gasped out when he already felt it almost all the way in. He heard the smack of her hips against his ass when it was all inside of him. It really has been a while he had thought and he felt her slowly move her hips back just to thrust forward quick. He couldn't help moving his hips back with the thrust, he felt her pull on the back of his collar and she gave him a small peck on the cheek.

"You're taking it so well for me." Her other hand getting a good grip on his hips so she can thrust harder into him. His let out a groan, Vivendi was already panting with a few hard thrusts in him and his cheeks were red. He will be honest when he says he's embarrassed about a sweet woman dominating him but he couldn't help loving it.  He gasps when she tugged in his collar right when she adjusted on that sweet spot she was looking for. He had let out a wanton moan as he backed up against her into her thrust and she had loved his vunerability.  Her hand had grabbed his hair and pulled on it roughly.


-This work is unfinished until otherwise.-