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Night at the Club

By: WillSeeking



Talking with you the past couple days at work and always admiring the clothes you wear have had you in my mind more often then not. Admiring the way your long, curly, strawberry hair frames your angelic face. Wanting to kiss you soft lips while looking deep into your blue eyes. The scent of your sweet perfume as you walk by my desk. I always find myself shying away from asking you out.

One night I go out with some friends to a club. I get myself a drink and walk towards the dance floor. To my surprise I see you out with your friends dancing. I watch you out on the dance floor. Seeing you move and sway to the music with your friends. Admiring you, simply dressed in a sexy black clingy dress. No back to the dress as it falls down just to your lower back. As my eyes travel further down your short dress, I can't help but notice your lovely smooth thighs. I let my eyes look down you seeing you feet wrapped in sexy strappy stilettos.

I start by looking at how those sexy strappy stilettos that you are wearing wrap around your ankles. As I slowly follow those nice smooth legs back up. Imagining what you are wearing under your dress. Seeing how the black dress clings to your finely chiseled body. Leaving very little to the imagination as I admire the contour of your bare back. 

I finally muster the courage to go out and dance with you. I easily make a fool out of myself dancing with you. Hearing you giggle at me. Lucky for me a slow song comes on and you nestle up to me. Feeling your arms wrapped around me as my hands rest on your hips. Slowly swaying with you as I smell your sweet intoxicating perfume as your head rests on my chest. I find myself letting my hand slowly stroke up and down the soft skin of your bare back. As you look up at me and I can't help but kiss your soft inviting lips. I whisper to you to go talk somewhere a little quieter and you quickly agree with me. 

You follow me to a dark corner on the dance floor where we find an empty table. Sitting down at it as we face the floor, to my surprise I find you sitting on my lap. You lean back talking in my ear I can't help but kiss and nibble along your tender neck. As I do this, I feel your hand running along my outer thigh. Taking your lead I let my hand wander slowly up and down your bare thigh. From the slight purring I hear in my ear I can tell you don't mind this at all. With that I let my hand wander even further under your dress. Wandering up to the black lace G-string that you are wearing and from the nibbling and heavy breathing in my ear I take it you don't disapprove. At the same time you can feel my hardness grow as you slightly grind into me as you sit on my lap. The whole time I can just feel the dry lace G-string grow more and more damp as I lightly tease your lips beneath as we sit on the edge of dance floor. As I feel you still kissing on my ear lobe just driving me crazy I ask you if that's your friend heading this way. 

You look up to see your friend walking by us. She hadn't seen you until you looked up, reverses course and sits down to talk with you. Introducing her-self to me and continuing to talk non-stop with you. You lean up and on the table to better hear her. The whole time my hand is still slowly stroking along your inner thigh. She keeps asking you something and you're trying to get rid of her. You lean up even further as my hand slips to the side as she now has you fully engaged in a conversation. 

Finally you sit back down in my lap again still leaned over talking to your friend. I pick right back up where I left off letting my hand again slowly run up your inner thigh. This time however I adventure even further letting my hand slide your G-string aside. I slowly massage your clit sending tremors through you as you desperately try to concentrate talking to her. You try to get her to leave you lean up again. As you lean up you find something unexpected as you feel the head of my cock slowly pulsing along your moist velvet lips. 

With this discovery you lean back into me and easily slide me up inside in you. Your friend is looking at the dance floor leaning back talking to you. Not even looking at us as I grab your hips and slowly start slipping in and out of you. Totally unnoticed by your friend, I can feel you clenching my cock with your pussy Bree. Fucking me right out in front of everybody, right next to your friend. You can feel me fuck you to the rhythm of the song fast and slow, your friend the whole time talking to you oblivious to it all. What she is saying you have no idea, you are just enjoying the feel of my throbbing cock sliding through your pulsating lips. I slowly lift your dress up, admiring that fine tight ass nicely framed by your black G-string. Watching as it slowly slips up and down on my cock as you grind on me. You feel me let your dress slip back down. 

Your friend stands up and I barely hear her say she is going to help me out as she walks off towards the crowd. You don't hesitate, with my cock deep inside you still; you lean back against my chest. Grabbing my hair with your hands, you run your fingers through it. We feel the bass from the music pulse through our bodies as we fuck right in front of everyone unnoticed. You feel my hands run up your sides Bree. Running up to your full firm breast as I fondle and squeeze your breast through your dress. You feel my thumbs pinching at your hard erect nipples. As we hear the DJ play Closer. 

You reach down between your thighs, Bree, grinding your clit. The whole time I fondle your tits as you lean back kissing my lips. We are both in our own little world. You feel me start to tense up as you nibble on my neck. You reach down even further. Feeling my cock slide in and out of you, you don't stop. You start teasing my balls, driving me insane. Pushing me over the edge, you feel my whole body shutter as you feel a deep explosion deep inside your throbbing wetness. You feel your wet warm velvet lips start drawing my cock deeper inside you. I feel you milking my cock even more. I feel you climax with me buried deep inside you. Oh my God Bree. You feel so fucking good. I feel you slowly seeping your warm sweet honey over my balls. 

With this we both relax as you kiss on my lips with yours. We hear your friend come back as you are still sitting on my lap. She leans over and tells me to feed you a couple of these and I might get lucky with you tonight. She says something that you are quite the "Vanilla" gal. With that she drops off a couple shots of Patron and goes walking back off into the crowd....... 

Night at the Club



She was restless. For three weekends in a row she sat at home alone, again. What she would give to be out on the town, having drinks and just dancing the night away. Her mind could always take her away to that one faithful night several years ago, when she was approached by a wonderful stranger.

The club was crowded. Her friends had told her to meet them at 8 which of course meant that she was right on time, and they wouldn't be there until 9. She had chosen to wear her red dress and matching heels. If by chance she got lucky well the lace from her red corset was barely peeking out of the top of her dress.... She liked to give a little tease to the boys in the room... Give them something to think about. As she walked to the bar the garter rubbing on her thighs was almost enough to make her wet. She so desperately needed to get laid. As she ordered her drink, he caught her eye.

He was sitting at the right side of the bar. Closest to the door. She supposed that was in case he might need to leave in a hurry. She could feel his eyes roaming over her body. She shifted slightly to give him a view of her breasts. She loved the feeling it gave her when a man appreciated a body that was not completely perfect, but sexy none the less. Looking at him, she smiled at him and walked to the table making it so she would have to walk beside him. 

Taking her seat and crossing her legs, she so hoped he would come to her soon. The music was loud and right now her friends were the furthest thing from her mind. Focusing her attention to the music she waited. And so after two songs and the last sip of her drink, he sat down at her table, handing her a drink. 

Conversation really was not needed. It was almost as if a mutual agreement had been made the moment they made eye contact at the bar. Taking her hand he led her to the dance floor. The music had slowed. He pulled her close and moved to the music. She let her hands roam his broad shoulders. He smelled so good. He leaned in to her and kissed the spot where her shoulder met her neck and she moaned... Using his teeth, nipping at her skin, pulling her close. Looking up at him, she winked and let her hands slide down his shoulders and grasp his ass...thrusting against him... her lips begging to be kissed.

As his lips touched hers, and his tongue plundered her mouth, she felt the stirring of his arousal and the dampness beginning to seep into her red panties. After taking away her breath with his wonderful kisses she was thankful for the darkness in the club as his hands grazed her breasts. Taking them both in his hands and teasing the budding nipples through the material. She wanted to feel his hands on her bare skin.

He must have read her mind. Pulling away from her and taking her hand, he made his way through the crowd to the door of the club. Just outside, he ravished her mouth again with his killer kiss. Deep and passionate as his hands grasped her ass and pulled her tight against his hard cock. And in that moment he spoke and told her that he was dying to get her naked. She told him that he had better hurry as she wanted to die naked his arms. 

They barely made it to his truck. A king cab with dark tinted windows. The perfect size for playing in and the windows would give them privacy. 

He opened the door and helped her in. His hands sliding under her dress, touching her garter and slipping inside her thigh to tease the hot wet center he so desired to kiss and lick and of course to fuck. Turning, she looked at him and lowered herself down on the seat of that truck and told him to lick that pussy. He thought at that moment she was beautiful, her short brown hair messy, her lips swollen from his kisses and her dress riding up her thighs. Looking around the parking lot, he noticed they were alone and really if anyone else came along they would be preoccupied by their own conquest to bother them. 

He pushed her dress up exposing the red lace panties and the damp spot so brazenly calling his name. Leaning down running his tongue up the inside of her thigh, snapping her garter with his teeth, he reaches that drenched lace, her musky scent teasing him.... Grasping her hips asking her to lift, he slides them down and off her heels...sticking them into the pocket of his jeans. She can tell that he is hungry. And she knows that by his kisses his tongue will work wonders on her pussy. 

And she is right. The touch of his tongue on her smooth mound was almost enough to make her cum then and there. He was sucking at her clit, while running those fingers down the lips of her hot pussy... she couldn't help but thrust against his mouth, wanting those glorious fingers insider her. Nipping at her clit with his teeth she felt the first thrust of his finger into her hot body. Clamping tight to his finger she begins to cum and she hoped that would be the first of many to come tonight. Oh he felt so good.

It took so much strength to push him away from her but she needed to wrap her lips around this hard, hot cock. Shifting so that he was laying on the seat, she straddled him, her hot pussy grinding against that hard ridge of flesh just beneath the denim. She heard him telling her to suck his hard cock... Her fingers reaching the button on his jeans and finally to her surprise his hard naked cock was freed to her gaze and her touches. Taking him into her hands, stroking him, watching him as his eyes were closed, she loved the power a woman has when she has a hard cock in her hands. Just knowing she can make a man feel pleasure is a turn on. 

As she continued to stroke him, she teased the head of his shaft with her tongue. Licking him, tasting him. He tasted wonderful. Taking him all in her mouth, working him with her tongue, running her hands to his balls and holding them softly in her hands, rubbing them. Sucking him, the feel of him thrusting into her mouth was awesome. Taking him deep into her mouth and throat then to go back to short shallow thrusts, popping his cock out of her mouth and tonguing his balls. She loved sucking on those jewels. Applying pressure ever so slightly with her mouth, rolling them with her tongue. It must have been way too much for him to handle as without warning he grabbed her, lifted her up and thrust that hard cock into her.

She fell forward onto him, rocking her hips against him. She felt so very filled. His cock rubbing deeply against her. His hands were upon her hips helping her, lifting her to thrust her harder on that cock. "Ride me baby" he kept repeating as he rocked her. 

Sliding her dress down and undoing her corset, he feasts upon her breasts. Sucking her nipples deep into his mouth as she rides him. Moaning, groaning, thrusting deep fucking her thoroughly. He feels her body quivering and knowing she is close, slows the pace wanting to make her beg. And beg she does... she wants to feel that hot cum in her body. She tells him over and over "fuck me please, I need it please:..

As he looks up at her, breasts free and dress up her head thrown back he thrusts up against her, rubbing her clit between his fingers, thrusting, and her pussy milking him. She screams out as the hard orgasm hits her... grasping his shoulders and quivering all over, she feels him thrusting still against her. 

Rising up off him, she takes that wonderful cock into her mouth and lovingly sucks his wonderful cum down. The taste of herself on him and mixed with his cum was the best drink of the night. Smiling she straightens her dress and leaves him lying on the seat of his truck. 

Now that was the best night she ever had at the club. She never saw her sexy stranger again. But sometimes she could almost feel him thrusting inside her and she so hoped to find him again someday. 



Night at the Club



I took one last look in the mirror before leaving my apartment for the night. My white low-cut camisole was tight against my 34D breasts and the short black skirt showed just enough of my legs to get the attention I wanted. My medium length brown hair waved perfectly framing my face. I had on my tall black sandals so I wouldn't look as short as I really am. After all, height doesn't really matter in bed, and I was going out just to find someone to hookup with for the night. 

I drove across town to a night club that had a reputation for it's VIP room being an orgy room. I wasn't sure if that's exactly what I wanted, but I was horny as hell and needed some release that involved another human being instead of my vibrator and preferably no emotions attached. I parked my Charger and locked it, sliding my keys into a small black purse I had pulled over my head and across my chest so that my hands would be free to do whatever they wanted.

A bouncer stood in front of the night club entrance, so I got my ID out to hand it to him. He looked straight at my cleavage and motioned for me to go inside. Nice. No cover or ID check. I must have looked even better than I thought I did! It was pretty dark when I walked into the club, so my eyes had to adjust slightly. Once they did, I saw a gorgeous cocktail waitress smiling right at me! 

Her eyes were bright blue and accentuated by her black eye makeup. Her blonde hair was in loose braided pigtails which coupled with her short school uniform type skirt made her look like every man's fantasy. I was speechless and instantly wet. The way her white wife-beater shirt revealed dark, erect nipples underneath the fabric was stunning. 

"Hi there, darlin', what are you drinkin' tonight?" Her Texas accent was super sexy! I composed myself as much as possible while this bombshell was within groping distance. Self-control has not ever been a virtue of mine. 

"Long Island Iced Tea please," I said with a smile. She winked at me before walking away to get my drink. My eyes dropped to her round ass that was peeking out of the bottom of her skirt. "Damn, what I could do with that!" I said to myself as I found a seat adjacent the bar. I was in a corner, so I had a good view of everyone in the main room. I spotted another bouncer blocking the entrance to what I assumed was the VIP room in the back corner. I had to admit my curiosity was piqued. Along the side wall, there was a row of booths with couples and groups of people making out and rubbing each other everywhere. A tingle made its way to my pussy and stayed there. Maybe the rumors were true about the VIP room after all! 

"Here you go, darlin'! Long Island Iced Tea." My cocktail waitress set my drink down on the small table and stuck her first two fingers in it before bringing them to her lips and sucking the liquid off of them. "Mmm it tastes gooood." She said as she suggestively licked her fingers as if she were giving oral sex. I know my eyes were as wide as they could be as I watched this sexy minx lick every drop of my drink off of her fingers. "My name's Molly, what's yours?"

"Leah. Very nice to meet you, Molly." We each extended a hand to the other. When her hand touched mine, I felt the tingle in my pussy grow to a jolt. I gasped and had to take a deep breath so that I wouldn't attack her. 

She leaned over towards my ear and said, "Leah, you're so sexy! I'd love to give you a private tour of the VIP room! My shift's over in a half hour. You int'rested?" Her hot breath in my ear was such a turn on! I pulled her chin to my face and kissed her on the lips. Our tongues met and began to dance inside our mouths. My right hand found her hip and pulled her closer to me. I spread my legs and let her body find my hot spot under my skirt. She reached between us to touch my pussy through my white thong. I couldn't help but moan as my pussy exploded with sensation!

"Molly, you've got other customers hon'," a man said from behind the bar. Molly broke our kiss to look at him. 

"Sorry Billy...got carried away." Molly said as she pulled her hand away from my wet pussy. 

"I don't blame you. She's hot!" Billy said winking at me. I smiled back at him. He was covered in tattoos and obviously worked out. His shirtless, washboard abs were like something out of a magazine. His dark eyes matched his hair perfectly. I subconsciously licked my lips as my eyes followed his body down to his jeans. I could see very clearly the outline of his obviously erect cock. The tingle in my pussy was back. I wondered if his erection was from watching us or the people in the booths. He saw me staring at his cock and ran his hand from the top to the bottom then back up. He grabbed his cock and readjusted which let me see that his underwear covered dick was poking up over the top of his jeans now. 

"Damn." I said as Molly kissed my neck.

"He'll join us if I ask him to." Molly said before walking away. I could not believe my night so far! I'd been in the club maybe 20 minutes or so, and had not one but two possibilities! Molly greeted her other customers while I watched. She really was incredible looking. I looked back to the bar and saw Billy talking to a couple. He was right up next to the bar discreetly stroking his bulge. They had no idea. He looked my way as he unbuttoned his jeans and rubbed himself through his black underwear. He continued the conversation with the couple as he jerked harder on his cock. I wanted to be there behind the bar to finish him and lick him dry, but I was glued to my chair. My hand traveled between my legs and moved my thong to the side for better access. I opened my legs to show Billy what I was doing. After a minute, the couple got up and left the bar to dance. 

Billy walked towards me but stayed behind the bar. The side of the bar that was facing me was about a foot lower than the main part, so when he reached the edge, I had a perfect view of his manhood. He was stroking it again. "Your pussy is making me so hard, baby." Since he was giving me a show, and making me even hotter, I decided to make it better for him. I reached under my skirt and yanked my thong down and off. I walked over and shoved them under his nose. His eyes closed, and he pulled his cock out of his underwear. He licked my thong until his cum was all over the counter in front of me. I couldn't wait for my "tour" with him and Molly. I pulled my thong out of his mouth and reached over the bar to kiss him. His large tongue was amazing and moved aggressively inside my mouth. I wanted it on my clit so badly! 

I almost jumped out of my skin when I felt hands go up my shirt. It was from behind, so I was assuming they were Molly's. I moved my ass back to rub it against her, but felt a very hard erection instead of her soft curves. I was dying to know who it was, but I didn't want to end the amazing kiss with Billy. The cock behind me was very slightly moving against me while his hands were squeezing the shit out of sensitive nipples. I began to moan into Billy's mouth softly at first, then a little louder. I was cumming from the man squeezing my nipples! They've always been sensitive, but I had never had an actual orgasm from someone touching them. Billy's mouth muffled my orgasm as my body went limp. I felt the hands and cock pull away from me, but Billy continued to kiss me until a woman at the bar cleared her throat rather loudly, indicating that she was needing some of Billy's attention too. We reluctantly pulled away from each other. He walked towards the woman, stuffing his cock back inside his pants as he did so. 

I looked around the bar to see who might have been the one touching me, but no one stood out. Everyone was otherwise engaged. I decided that it didn't really matter anyway. I got off, and he obviously didn't need me to return the favor. I went back to my table and sat down with my wet thong in my hand. I slurped my entire drink down while I waited for Molly. A few minutes later, she came walking out of the VIP room towards me. She smiled and met me at the bar. 

"Do you want Billy to join us?" Molly asked. I could tell by her face that she would be satisfied either way.

"Yes, if it's possible. You two are so sexy! I want you both!"

"Dave! Come 'ere!" Molly yelled to a very young Asian guy towards the other side of the bar near the booths. He came over immediately.

"What's up, Moll?" He said grinning at me while ogling my tits.

"I need you to take over the bar for Billy, so we can show this young lady the VIP room."

Dave's eyes got wide, and he said, "Cool, for how long?"

"As long as it takes," Billy said firmly as he jumped the counter. Dave did the same and watched us walk towards the VIP room with that same silly grin. I wondered if it was his hands on me before. 

We walked up to the door, and the bouncer let us in without a word. Inside, there was rock music playing instead of the dance music from the main room. We walked past several groups of people doing all manners of sexual activities. There was a BDSM group with dog collars, blindfolds, whips and lots of leather. There was a group of three women in a circle all eating each other's pussies. There was a group of about five or six guys all giving each other hand jobs, blow jobs or just plain fucking. Finally, there was an empty corner that was blocked off with a rope. Billy lifted the rope for us to go under. There was a large bed with a table on each side. One of the tables was covered with lube and dildos; the other table was empty. Once we were all inside the roped off area, Billy pulled a curtain from the wall that wrapped all the way around to the other wall. 

Molly didn't waste any time as she pulled off her top and kissed me hard. I kissed her back and our hands were all over each other. We stripped each other of every single piece of clothing before she straddled me on the bed. I could feel the moisture from her pussy touching mine. She ground herself into me. Her hard clit felt so good inside and all over my pussy. A few minutes later, Molly had thrown her head back and was screaming in orgasm! I felt my orgasm looming, but before I got to cum, Billy pulled Molly off of me and rammed his cock inside me. I was extremely wet, but he was so huge, I screamed from the impact! This only slowed him down for a few seconds, until he realized I was fine. My pussy walls stretched out around him and the sensation was intense. I had never fucked such a big cock before! As my body was getting used to Billy's size, my eyes roamed over to Molly, who was sitting on the edge of the bed pumping her fingers in and out of her pussy. I grabbed her hand and pulled her towards me. I licked my lips as I looked at her waxed cunt. 

She understood without words and climbed onto my mouth facing Billy. I reached up to grab her tits and found Billy's perfectly talented tongue on her nipple. As Billy and I assaulted her breasts, I wrapped my mouth around her enlarged clit and sucked hard. She immediately bucked against my face. I let my tongue dart inside of her to give her clit a break every once in a while. Then, I felt my pussy tighten up around Billy. 

"Mmmmmmmm! Oh God yes! Fuck! Fuck! Billy, I'm gonna cum! Go harder!" Billy listened to me and lifted my legs over his shoulders. He was using his incredible tongue on Molly's tits still, and it was so hot! He pounded my pussy as hard as he could, and I was screaming out loud as my orgasm began to wash over me. My whole body had sexual electricity pumping through it. Every single nerve ending was on fire! The taste of Molly's pussy juices in my mouth and the feel of Billy's massive dick in my hole were enough to send me over the edge like I had never been before! It was insane to be fucked by a hot guy at the same time my tongue was fucking an insatiable pussy. My thoughts were scattered all over the place as my vision went dark and my pussy clenched tighter around Billy. The icing on the cake was when I heard Molly start to cum! I shoved two fingers inside her pussy as I sucked her clit. Her moans were so loud and her pussy started dripping cum down my face. I was swallowing what I could, but the angle allowed some to escape. By the time she started coming down from her orgasm, my pussy was intensely sensitive. Every single thrust from Billy had me screaming into Molly's pussy. We all began to slow down and catch our breath. I took my pruned fingers out of Molly and Billy pulled out of me. Molly climbed off of my face and lay next to me. Billy was standing next to the bed, his cock still hard since he hadn't cum yet. I looked at it, then at Molly. We both grinned and went towards Billy. He cracked a smile too once he realized what we were doing.

I flicked my tongue over the head of his dick and tasted my cum on it. Billy and I both moaned in unison. Molly positioned herself under us and wrapped her right hand around the base of his cock while she sucked his balls into her mouth. I sucked hard on the top, sliding my hot mouth up and down his shaft. Having Molly underneath me was getting me excited all over again! Her nipples were rubbing against mine. I moaned as I felt Molly's left hand on my wet clit. Billy was slightly pumping his dick into my mouth as I sucked on it. From the sounds he was making, he was really enjoying having two women's mouths on him at once. Suddenly, he grabbed my head and shoved it down on his cock, "Unnnnnnnnngh! Ahhhhhhhhh! Mmmmmmmmmm yeah baby! Suck me dry! Ahhhhhhhhhmmmmm!" He fucked my mouth, pumping load after load of his hot cum into my throat. There was so much that some dripped down my chin, but Molly licked it up quickly. 

Billy pulled out of my mouth and bent down to kiss me on the lips. His tongue was not as urgent as before, but still so perfect in every movement. He definitely had skills! 

"You were incredible, babe! Your pussy and your mouth!" He said while smoothing down my wild hair.

"I agree! I haven't cum that hard in a long time! I think I'm in love!" Molly said laughing.

"Thanks guys! I'm really busy all the time with work and school, so I don't have time for the relationship drama. I came here tonight looking for someone to fuck, and I found two! I can't wait until next time!" Molly kissed me on the lips after that.

"I'm here every weekend. I'll give you my cell phone number, and you can call or text anytime!" 

I grabbed my little black purse from the floor and pulled out my cell. I keyed both of their numbers in and made sure they had mine. I couldn't believe my luck! I was already planning what we might do next time...



Night at the Club



Author's note: I hope you will enjoy this story. Please don't forget to vote and leave feedback after you finish it. Happy reading. :)

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This is a story of the night we had a most unexpected encounter. By 'we' I mean me and my cousin Rashmi. Both of us are 23 years old and live together. This works out great because Rashmi and I are truly the best of friends and we love to spend time with each other, whether it is shopping or clubbing or spending a night in and watching movies. We also love sleeping with each other. When I say 'sleep' I don't mean just sleep -- Rashmi and I discovered the pleasure we could give each other as teenagers and love to bring each other to frequent orgasms. This doesn't mean that we have any issues with going out with boys. We are not jealous and being conscious of the Indian society we live in, we try to behave like good Indian girls who are interested in boys. And we are definitely interested in boys, they have something else they bring to sex, but it is nothing like being with a girl, and we enjoy both the feelings. 

Rashmi is the elder one, but I am more assertive most of the time so usually she follows my lead. She is a little shorter than me and her figure is more rounded. She has the most awesome curves and the best breasts anyone could hope for. They always spill out from my hands when I try to squeeze them. Her hips are also broader than mine and she can fill out a tight jeans like no one else. Every time I see her in her favourite pair of jeans, I can't help but touch her round butt.

I am a little bit taller than Rashmi and leaner. Even though my breasts are a little smaller, they are still a satisfying size and Rashmi says they are exactly right for sucking. My best feature I feel is my flat abdomen. I love to wear clothes where I can show it off to its best advantage. 

We are modern girls even though we come from a smaller town, but after being allowed to go to college in big cities and then getting jobs and staying there, we can come and go as we please with no one to tell us what to do. As long as we meet one of our relatives who lives in the city for festivals and other holidays and keep calling back home every few days, we get to do as we like. And we take full advantage of this. We go out often and usually we get male 'bodyguards' to accompany us when we want with carefully cultivated close few 'boyfriends' that we have, though sometimes we like to go out alone and we are always careful in these days of being girls out alone. 

This is the story of one such night, where after we both came home from work, we decided to go out clubbing as we usually do, but without our male friends this time. We wanted a true girl's night out where we could party and abandon ourselves to drinking and dancing and then we had planned to come back and have an 'after party' with just the two of us. We both knew and looked forward to how the night was going to end.

We started getting into the mood as soon as we had our showers and were getting ready. We naturally walked naked in front of each other all the time instead of being shy and covering ourselves. So after the shower, as I came out, I saw Rashmi in front of her wardrobe, thinking about what to wear. She had her hair wrapped in a towel just like I had, but otherwise there was nothing else covering her body. As soon as I rubbed myself dry, I also discarded my towel and sneaked up behind her. I put my arms around her and cupped her gorgeous tits. 

"What are you going to wear?" I asked.

"I don't know," she replied, "how about the black top and my tight jeans?"

"Hmmm..." I considered it. "Wear the silver satin one," I commanded, "It drapes over your tits quite nicely, and with so much of your back bare, I am going to just love brushing you casually."

I moved my mouth over the nape of her neck and gave her a warm open-mouthed kiss. My hands gently massed her big boobs.

She giggled. "Keep that on and we will just end up staying at home," she cautioned. "I just showered and I will again start flowing with pussy juices if you don't stop. Wait until the night when we come back and then you can play with them as much as you want."

"Promise?" I asked.

"Babli, when have I ever stopped you from touching my body?' she asked as a reply.

"Never," I said. "That's why I love you so much, my sexy cousin."

With a parting squeeze to her gorgeous tits, I moved away to my own wardrobe. We dressed for the nightclub very carefully, just a little sexy without appearing like sluts. I wore my new low rise jeans and a tank top with high heels, showing my bare stomach, while Rashmi put on her tight jeans and the silver top I suggested, also wearing high heels. We added perfect make up, took our time with our hair and we were ready.

Rashmi and I decided to go to our usual hangout, The Tin Roof. We reached there at 8 p.m. and the night was already going full swing. The music was loud and throbbing, and the dance floor was packed. The atmosphere in the club was the way I liked it, all warm and moist with sweaty bodies gyrating and rubbing up against each other in the form of dance. Rashmi and I stopped for just a couple of shots courtesy of the free ladies night before getting on to the floor.

The dancing was enjoyable; we danced with whoever was on the floor, nothing serious. Most of the time, Rashmi and I danced together, just having fun and letting ourselves go with the music. Both of us were good dancers and had good bodies, so before long we were surrounded by males who were dancing with us. It was just casual dancing, no one was troubling us or trying to get undue attention. This was the way I liked it. 

My attention was on my beautiful cousin though, not on any of the guys there. She danced with abandon, her boobs obviously jiggling and swaying even though confined with her tight bra as her body moved to the dance music. I couldn't get my eyes away from her beautiful form, her lovely boobs. I started getting in the mood as I watched her dance and noticed the hungry eyes of the males surrounding her also watching her ripe young body. Most of the boys around us were concentrating on her tits by now. And instead of being jealous, I was enjoying showing off my sexy cousin to them.

After an hour of dancing nonstop, I was tired but also aroused a bit and pulled Rashmi to the bar to get more drinks. She came willingly as both of us needed a rest for round two. The air in the club was getting a bit heavy also, so I suggested to Rashmi that we go out into the parking lot to our car to smoke there for a while before coming back in. She agreed.

Outside, we got into our car's back seat and lit up. It was a cool, breezy night, so we got most of the windows of the car up to shield us from the cold in our small tops. With our cigarettes almost done, I moved my hand over to Rashmi's boobs and started caressing her. She was lying back on the seat and sighed when my hands brushed over her boobs. I pressed and massaged her lightly, just getting her into the mood as we finished the last few puffs of our cigarette. My hand moved lazily over her body, moving down to dip under her top to stroke her naked stomach or coming back our and moving up to touch her boobs through her top. They were tightly contained in her bra but it both the top and the bra were thin. I wanted to arouse her so that her nipples stood out and were visible through her top. It would send the guys into a frenzy and maybe they would get bolder and start touching her a little or brushing her as we danced. Both of us enjoyed the occasional sexy touches we got while dancing and I was hoping that the display of the obviously hard nipples of my hot cousin would get some inhibitions down and give the boys the signal that we were free to a little playing. 

As I squeezed her ample breasts, I could feel myself getting hot too. My pussy lips swelled and I could feel them brushing against my jeans through my thin panties. I wanted to rub myself there but also wanted to take it slowly. It was still early and our slow arousal would lead to that much better sex between us that night. But Rashmi was moaning with the attention of my hands on her body by now and I felt that a few kisses would be ok.

I wound up the tinted windows fully and started kissing her. Rashmi is a fantastic kisser. She makes it wet and hot and can do extremely sexy things with her mouth and tongue. She was the one who had taught me the art of kissing by telling me to go slow in the early years of our relationship when all I could think of was to get her naked and get my hands and mouth on her delicious boobs and pussy. She had always been the one to enjoy kissing.

It was the same now. Rashmi almost melted in my arms as I kissed her deeply. My fingers played with her erect nipples through her top and got her moaning and writhing right there on the back seat. She even spread her legs in an unconscious plea to touch her pussy. I didn't disappoint her. I moved my hands between her wide open legs and rubbed her hard over her jeans. She lifted her hips up and ground herself against my firm hand. Her hands were now on my boobs and she was kneading them while letting out deep moans and squirming in a really aroused state. Seeing her response, I wondered if the drinks we had had made her a little drunk already, but as I was liking what was happening, I didn't put a stop to it.

I kept rubbing her over her jeans and kissing her hot, wet mouth and she kept squeezing and pressing my breasts through mine. I finally undid her jeans button and slipped my hand inside. She was already wet but I was not surprised. I used my hand to cup and squeeze her pussy while dipping into her slippery slit and frisking her pussy lightly. Maybe I would give her one orgasm. It would serve to stimulate her more if all her pussy juices were wetting her and making her conscious of her aroused state as she danced later when we went back in. Yes, one orgasm was definitely in store for my hot cousin.

With that thought in mind, I moved my mouth off hers and moved away, but my hand remained buried in her jeans. She whimpered as our kiss broke.

"Wait, Rashmi, let me open your top too," I said in a soothing voice.

She stopped struggling for me to come back to kissing as I fussed with her top. 

"Help me with this," I said.

She lifted the front of her top with both her hands until it rested above her bra clad tits. Her sexy curves were all open to my hungry eyes. I took a moment to admire her splayed against the back seat, open to whatever I would choose to do with her. I lifted her hands back to my boobs and taking her gorgeous titties out of her bra, bent my mouth down to latch on to them. 

I was sucking on her nipples with my finger in her wet cunt and she was moaning while pinching and squeezing my tits when suddenly there was a knock on the window. Both of us froze. I hurriedly stuffed her boobs back into her bra and pulled down her top while she buttoned her jeans up. Both of us ran our fingers through our hair while looking at each other. The knock was repeated. 

Who could it be? I was scared it was either the police or someone from the local fanatical Hindu political group that protested against girls being out in pubs swayed by what they claimed was 'western influence' and against Indian culture. Well, there was only one way to find out.

I leaned over Rashmi and pressed the button to lower the window the tiniest bit. 

Two pairs of eyes looked in at us.

"Hello, ladies," we heard. The voice was smooth and sexy.

"Who are you?" I burst out.

"Sorry, we are not some sleazy guys... don't be scared. We were dancing with you and saw you leave. We thought we would leave also but when we came out here, we saw you go into the car for a smoke. We waited, but since you have been in there for quite a while, we wondered if we could entice you back into the club? It is not the same without you two beautiful girls in there."

"Oh," I managed. We were not in trouble after all. It was just a couple of guys asking if we would go back.

"Yes. We came out for a smoke and a breather," I said. 

"Can we join you?" the same voice asked.

I looked over at Rashmi. She turned and put finger over mine on the controls and moved the window a little bit lower. I immediately understood. She wanted to check them out.

As the window lowered a bit, more of their faces came into view. The one on the right was fair, lean-jawed and sexy, with an unshaven look and hair that flopped into his forehead. The one on the left was a little darker in complexion but with piercing eyes and an engaging smile, her was not bad looking either. 

"Hi, I am Ashmit," the one on the left said, in that sexy voice.

"And I am Neeraj," the other one introduced himself.

Rashmi moved the window down a little more again, evidently taken in by the guys' good looks.

"Hi, I am Rashmi and this is Babli," she said, smiling prettily.

"So, can we join you for a smoke?" Ashmit asked again.

Rashmi looked over to me. She was apparently fine with it, but I knew she would defer to me when it came to such things. I didn't see anything wrong with it. There were other people in the parking lot and the guys couldn't do anything untoward if I kept the keys in my purse and the doors of the car open. I bent over and popped the locks on the two front seats. The guys joined us and we all opened our doors to the night air, lighting up our cigarettes. The guys turned back to us and looked at us between the front seats.

"So do you come here often?" Ashmit asked.

"Yes," I replied. "It's our favourite club. You?"

"We are only here for two days on business," Ashmit replied. "We are flying back tomorrow afternoon."

We made idle chit chat after that, exchanging work stories and engaging in social talk. A nice laid back kind of feeling enveloped us as we talked and laughed. Ashmit was the talker but Neeraj also joined in from time to time as we talked. The same way, I talked more than Rashmi as I was naturally more dominant than her between us and Rashmi I think was a little tipsy.

After a few minutes, I saw both the guys' gaze flitting to Rashmi's breasts when they thought we weren't looking. Rashmi had a happy buzz going and I doubt whether she noticed, but I did, as occasionally my eyes were also drawn to my cousin's chest. Her rigid nipples were plainly visible in the light falling into the car from outside and the smooth satin top draped over her just enhanced the shadows that fell on the on the dark side. 

I didn't mind the boys looking. I loved to show off Rashmi's assets and a lot of times we had deliberately been in situations where we had walked around malls or other public places with skimpy clothing, showing off our sexy bodies to people. The exhibitionism aroused both of us and made our nipples hard and our pussies flow, making the whole act even more pleasurable. It was our frequent method of foreplay, as afterwards we went home and gave each other powerful orgasms. Once I had even convinced Rashmi to 'accidentally' pop out her breast near the fitting room of one of the bigger malls just as one man came to use it. The look on his face and the sudden tent in his pants gave us quite a few giggles as we apologised and ran away. Whenever we showed our bodies off, it always led to our sex being even more intense, so I didn't put a stop to it when I saw the boys looking at her aroused nipples.

The talk turned to the guys' visit to the city and they were talking about how the girls here were all hot and good-looking when I decided to make the air in the car hotter.

"So have you sampled any?" I asked.

There was a bit of a silence but Ashmit recovered quickly and laughed.

"No," he replied.

"Really?" I said, blatant disbelief in my voice. "I thought that's what guys usually do when they go on 'business trips' to different cities."

Ashmit chuckled again. "We just didn't get lucky," he replied, his voice dipping to an even sexier tone.

"Too bad," I said, taking a last deep drag on my cigarette and then flicking the butt out of the car. 

My eyes didn't leave his face and his were locked on mine.

"Perhaps tonight we will," he purred. 

I raised an eyebrow at his forward comment. Even though I had started the sexy talk, he was raising the stakes and taking it a bit further. I liked his spirit!

"Perhaps," I said and turned away, dismissing him.

The conversation moved to other topics and we continued even after our cigarettes were done. The guys were enjoying the view of two sexily dressed girls and I was enjoying their eyes rove over us. I thought it was all very inconspicuous, with them being unaware that I knew what was going on, but after a couple of minutes I sensed a change in the atmosphere. 

I looked over at Neeraj and then Ashmit. It was there I found what I was looking for. He was looking directly at me with a keen look and as he met my eyes, he held my gaze for a minute before dropping it obviously to my cleavage and then raising it back to my eyes. I was surprised with his obvious behaviour and maybe that was the reason I didn't move my eyes from his gaze. He looked at me directly for a moment longer, then again, just as obviously, moved his gaze to the front of Rashmi's top and let it linger there for a couple of seconds before bring it back to meet mine. This time I saw confidence in his eyes, like he had confirmed something. 

"So Babli," he suddenly said in that low sexy voice. "What do you think our chances are?"

There was no doubt in my mind what he was talking about.

"Chances?" I asked. "For what?"

"For us getting lucky today."

There was a brief silence after he said this. 

"It depends," I answered him.

"On what?" he asked immediately.

Rashmi looked at me, trying to follow our conversation. Neeraj also looked a little sceptical, trying to understand what was going on. He didn't want to lose our company and was probably cursing Ashmit's daring behaviour in his mind.

"On whether you can be trusted," I replied.

"Trusted? What do you mean?" he asked.

"You know, trusted, so that girls will come with you -- two strange young men."

He understood what I was trying to tell him. He had to convince us we would be safe. The light in his eyes also told me that I had gone farther than him by insinuating that we might go with them. He probably just had a make out session in the car in his mind when he talked about 'getting lucky'. 

"We are staying at the Golden Orchid," he said, naming one of the best hotels in the city. 

It was a high profile and respectable place. If they took us there and we wanted to leave, we probably could, he was trying to tell me. 

Then he shifted and reached a hand behind him, coming out with his wallet. He offered it to me.

"Do you want to see my driver's license?" he asked with a quirk of his lips.

I shrugged. There was no harm in it though I knew that their names or identities couldn't be held as tokens of trust. They could have fake ids and even if they were true, knowing their names and other details would hardly matter if things got sticky. As all these thoughts ran through my mind, I still wanted to see his license as it was just a step in this game and I wanted to see where it would take us.

He flipped it out and handed it to me. 'Ashmit Verma' it said. He was 27 years old and could legally drive two wheelers and lightweight four wheelers. He had a mole on his right cheek and one behind his left ear. 

I looked up to locate the mole on his right cheek.

He knew what I was doing. He turned his cheek towards me and pointed.

"Here?" he asked, pointing to a little area below where the mole was located.

"Move your hand up a little," I said, laughing.

He did and it came to rest on his mole. 




Night at the Club



He looked at me questioningly. 

I nodded, grinning.

"And behind the left ear?" I asked.

He obligingly turned his head the other way and turned the top of the ear back so that the black mark came into view. 

I gave him back his license and he tucked it back into his wallet.

"So?" he asked.

I looked at Neeraj and then at Rashmi. Neeraj was looking half angry and half anticipated. It was like he hated Ashmit being so bold and was also hoping that his strategy worked. Rashmi just looked like she was enjoying the proceedings. She raised her eyebrows when I turned to look at her.

"I have to talk to my cousin," I said to the guys.

"Sure," Ashmit said and immediately started climbing out of the car. It took Neeraj a second to figure out what was going on and then he too hastened to follow his friend out.

As soon as the guys were out and had closed the doors, we closed our own doors and drew up the windows. Rashmi looked at me with amusement in her eyes.

"Babli, why are you leading them on?" she asked.

"What do you think?" I asked her in return.

A little frown played on her forehead and then recognition dawned. "Wow, you're serious," she breathed.

I nodded.

"Are you mad?" she asked. "You are going to go to the hotel of two strangers?"

"Well, unless you absolutely have a problem with it," I said.

"What do you mean if I have a problem with it? You don't? What if they rape us? Kill us? What's come into you?"

I looked into her incredulous eyes and started stating my case. "Nothing has come into me. I have thought about it and with all of the things that they said and did, I think we can take the risk," I said calmly. "They look to be from good families..."

She interrupted me. "Oh, it was listed on his driver's license I suppose," she said sarcastically.

"Rashmi, think about it," I said. "The way they talked and behaved was proper, until the time Ashmit started talking about his proposition, and that was because I led him on. They are staying at one of the most expensive and respectable hotels in the city. That means that they are from rich and decent families. And it's not like we cannot defend ourselves in the case of any problem. We can shout our heads off and fight them if there is any problem. The hotel guests and staff will definitely come and see what the commotion is in a place like the Golden Orchid. And they have no need to rape us if we go with them willingly, is there?" I asked. 

I looked at her. The surprise was gone from her face and was now replaced with a thoughtful frown.

"Rashmi, I saw how you were looking at Neeraj. Wouldn't you like his hard cock in you tonight instead of just my fingers or the vibrator? Wouldn't you like him pumping into you and slamming his dick inside you until you cum?" I asked, tempting her.

She licked her lips and I could feel her liking the concept but her gaze was still troubled.

"You trust me, don't you?" I asked her finally.

She nodded.

"Then do you honestly think I will put us in any great danger?" I asked. "There is no doubt there is a little bit of risk, but that's what is so hot about this. The very fact that they are strangers and that I can have one of their hard cocks in my pussy in a few minutes is making me so wet! You know it's one of my deepest fantasies to be fucked by someone I don't know well, who is not one of our friends. This is perfect because they will go away tomorrow and they won't bother us ever again. It is truly a onetime fuck!"

I could see she was aroused now by my words and was almost convinced.

"Please, Rashmi, do this for me," I pleaded. 

She yielded to my appeal even as she hadn't to my reasoned arguments and tempting words a few minutes earlier. Her eyes softened.

"Okay. If you want it that much," she said and smiled at me.

I hurriedly moved the car's window down and beckoned the guys over. They were standing a distance away and talking in low voices but as soon as I called them, they broke off and walked over. I looked at their faces looking in the windows. 

"There are a few rules," I started off.

Neeraj looked confused, but as always, Ashmit was right on the ball.

"Tell us," he requested.

"First, we can leave whenever we want and you won't stop us," I said.

"Of course," Ashmit agreed. Neeraj nodded.

"You will not do anything we are not comfortable with, and will let us decide if there is any difference of opinion."

"Agreed," Ashmit said and Neeraj nodded his agreement.

"We will be in command at all times."

"Understood."

"If we stay stop, you stop and let us leave."

They both nodded.

"We know the place you are staying at... it's a nice, respectable place. There will be lots of trouble if we shout or call for help. We could have you arrested and jailed if you do anything beyond what we are ok with."

I saw a flicker of apprehension pass over Neeraj's face, but Ashmit nodded. 

"I know it's a respectable place and I also know it could be bad for us if you girls decide to scream. We are from decent families and we don't want any problems either. We just want to have a good time," he assured us.

"Then..." I trailed off, looking towards Rashmi.

"There is one more thing," Ashmit said.

I looked at him questioningly.

"You both have had several drinks," he said. "I don't think Rashmi is in any position to drive, and I also think you are a little tipsy yourself...."

I bristled at this. "I am more than capable of driving back. How do you think we planned to get home?" I asked him.

He inclined his head in partial agreement but continued, "It's just safer for Neeraj to drive. He hasn't had anything but club soda yet."

I considered. Was this a ploy? 

"I am going to call one of my friends and have him on the phone until we reach the hotel," I said to him.

He nodded. "Sure."

With that, Neeraj opened the driver's side door and Ashmit started to go over to the other side to sit in front.

"Call Seema and tell her to be on the phone until we get to the hotel," I instructed Rashmi as I threw open my door. 

"Ashmit, come over with us into the back," I called out. "There's lots of space."

He stopped and looked at me then started to come over.

"Call Seema?" Rashmi whispered frantically. "Didn't you tell him we'd call a guy?"

"It doesn't matter, he won't know," I whispered back hurriedly. "Seema just won't ask any questions." 

I was right. Seema was one of our friends who knew about our sexy natures. She had even joined us on some of our exploits and was a regular addition whenever we wanted a third in our naughty girls' games. She wouldn't question too much and would also be willing to be on the phone and protect us if there was a problem.

Rashmi understood and started dialling as Neeraj and Ashmit climbed into the car, Neeraj in the driver's seat, and Ashmit in the back. I moved over to give him space as he came in and closed the door.

Neeraj adjusted the seat and the rear view mirror. Then he turned and looked back at us. "Keys?" he asked.

"Oh, sorry," I said, digging into my purse. I had completely forgotten the keys were with me.

I handed them to him and he started the car and drove out of the parking lot.

"You will have to guide me," he said. "I am not familiar with the roads."

"Of course," I said. "Just take a right and then a left on the next intersection. Then it's a long stretch of road without any turns until we come to a big mall."

Neeraj started driving according to my directions and the three of us sat back to enjoy the ride. Our friend Seema was already on the phone that Rashmi was holding loosely to her ear. She had explained the situation and all was set. There was a sense of anticipation in the car, all of us intensely aware of the situation and where it was leading. The sexual tension made us disinterested in small talk.

After a couple of minutes, I moved my left hand, the one on Rashmi's side, onto her leg, casually resting it on her thigh. It was an innocent movement and Rashmi didn't pay it any attention and neither did Ashmit. A few seconds later, I moved my hand to cup the inside of her thigh. 

That got Rashmi's attention. She turned her face a little and looked at me. I winked at her and smiled, telling her my action was deliberate and to go with it. 

She smiled back and moved a little in her seat, opening her legs a bit more.

I moved my hand a little further up and squeezed her a little. Then I started moving my hand a little starting with small brushes and gradually moved on to sliding my hand up and down slowly on her thigh.

Ashmit became aware of what I was doing. I could feel his body tense by my side, even as his face was turned to the front. He was probably looking at our display from the corner of his eyes.

I got bolder and moved my hand over the Rashmi's shoulders, draping it so that it came to rest on the top of her left boob. I started moving my hand to and fro on her breast with my palm flat against her nipple, which responded and stood up stiffly under my ministrations. 

Ashmit was definitely aware of what was going on. One glance at his lap confirmed it. The bulge was unmistakable. 

I caught her engorged nipple between my fingers and rolled it lightly. Rashmi sighed. And Ashmit squirmed beside me. He tried to find a more comfortable position, trying to either hide his hard arousal or trying to adjust it so it wasn't tight in his pants. 

I cupped Rashmi's breast and gave it a squeeze. She laid her head down on my shoulder and turned partly towards me, trying to fit more of her breast into my hand. This had the effect of getting our performance directly into the viewing pleasure of Ashmit. He knew something was going on, and if he turned his head, he could see my hand playing with my cousin's tit.

I kept kneading the soft flesh slowly and Rashmi's soft sighs fell like explosions in the silent car. Ashmit finally turned his head a fraction and looked. Even though I was looking more towards Rashmi, I felt him turn and knew he was now fully watching. I kept my hand moving, kneading, squeezing and even taking her nipples between the tips of my fingers and rolling them. 

I heard Ashmit's breathing becoming heavier. I didn't look into his lap, but I was sure he was harder than when he could only suspect but not see what I was up to. Now I knew his gaze was fixed on my hand as I took hold of her nipple and pinched.

Rashmi moaned. Ashmit drew in a startled breath. Neeraj was probably unaware of what was going on in the back seat.

I again took hold of Rashmi's nipple and pulled it out, holding it away from her body and shaking her boob slightly. It was then that I suddenly whipped my head around and looked at Ashmit and caught him watching. He immediately averted his gaze but I kept looking at him and finally he turned back to me. I smiled lazily.

I saw him swallow and his breathing was fast. 

"Like?" I whispered, only loud enough for him to hear.

He nodded slowly. 

I moved my other hand to my right breast, the one on Ashmit's side, and started touching it. Squeezing and kneading myself. My one hand worked on Rashmi's breast and my other one duplicated the same movements on mine. All the time my eyes were riveted on Ashmit's face, his eyes moving back and forth between my hands. His gaze flitted to look at me a couple of times but he couldn't keep it from moving back to the obvious show I was giving him.

Suddenly I wanted him to be touching, not just looking. 

"Join in," I whispered, moving my right hand from my breast to his thigh. 

He needed no more invitation. Immediately his hand took up the vacated spot on my breast, first hesitantly, then more firmly as I provided no objection. I started caressing his thigh, moving my hand further and further into his groin, pressing lightly and squeezing him. He moved to give me access, adjusting so I could move freely. I took advantage of the situation and lightly flitted my hand across his bulge. He drew in a long breath, while squeezing my breast and then tried to lift his hips to get a more solid touch on his hard cock. I immediately withdrew my hand to my lap.

He got the message. It was going to be the way I wanted and to the extent I wanted.

"Sorry," he whispered.

I inched my hand back to his thigh and started all over again.

By this time, Rashmi was letting out little moans, the phone lying forgotten in her lap. Her body was straining, trying to push her breast into my hand, even though I was kneading it quite forcefully by now. By contrast, Ashmit was just squeezing my breast lightly and my hand on his thigh was nowhere near as active as my other hand on my cousin's breast. Nevertheless, whether it was the drink or the situation that drove her on, Rashmi was definitely demanding that night.

I am sure Neeraj had caught on to what was going in the back seat by now. There was no way he was misinterpreting Rashmi's soft moans. He was still driving calmly and quietly though, not turning to look back around or ask what was going on. That gave me the confidence to step it up a bit. 

I moved my hand to rest it directly on Ashmit's hump in his crotch. He stayed perfectly still this time. I smiled to myself and pressed a bit. He didn't move. Good boy, I thought and started rubbing him lightly. 

It was like that, my hands on Ashmit's cock and Rashmi's breast, and his on my breast, when we came to the mall I had told Neeraj about. 

"The mall is here," he said. The first words in the car since we had started out. "Where from here?"

"The next right and then another right at the next traffic lights," I guided him. My voice was a little breathless, but I was sure it was definitely more in control than if the other two on my either side had tried to say anything. "Then go straight for a while until you see a large banyan tree on the side of the road. The hotel is a little further up the road to your right after you pass it," I directed.

"Got it," Neeraj said and kept driving.

It was going to be just a few minutes till we reached the hotel. I abandoned Ashmit and turned to Rashmi. I tipped her face to mine and started kissing her. Ashmit faltered for a second as I moved out of his hand on my breast, but he followed me and inserted his hand from behind, cupping me again. His assault on my breast this time was harder. He started kneaded and squeezing it hard and also pinching my nipple between his fingers as he had seen me do to Rashmi. I was doing the same with her while kissing her. 

Finally, as the car turned the last stretch, I moved my right hand down to Rashmi's lap and started pressing it down. 

"Unhhh... Babli," she moaned, spreading her legs immediately and giving me better contact with her pussy.

I started rubbing her pussy with one hand while taking hold of her nipple in the other and pinching her hard. Ashmit now had both my breasts in his hands and he was assaulting my boobs in the same manner. 

At last, as the car turned into the gates of the hotel and started up the driveway, I cupped Rashmi's cunt and squeezed hard, biting on her lip and pulling at her nipple. She bucked her hips once and shuddered in my arms, then went limp. 

I turned away from her partly and peeled Ashmit's hands off my body just as we drove into the portico. The Golden Orchid was a beautiful hotel with all the amenities for the people who could afford them and I was looking forward to going in there.

"The valet can take care of the parking," I said as we all exited the car. 

Neeraj nodded and handed the keys to one of the young boys at the door. The boy handed him a ticket that he gave to me and I put it in my purse. We all moved into the lobby and here I hesitated a bit. I didn't know what kind of room they had. I took Ashmit's lead as he started walking towards the reception. 

"Hi," he greeted the man at the desk. "The key for 904 please?" As the man turned to get the key hanging on a hook behind us, Ashmit turned to me and muttered, "We have a double."

I was relieved. I was hoping they had a double room. If the room was smaller it would still have worked but this was what I wanted. It would be more comfortable and spacious. We moved to the lift and went up, all of us silent. Down the corridor we walked and as we approached the room, I realised Seema was still on the line. We had never hung up on her. Well, let's see the room, I decided, then we could let her go.

Ashmit swiped the key card and opened the door, switching on the lights as he entered. The room was certainly big, but I had expected that. What I really liked that it was clean. There were no clothes lying around or no beer bottles or other signs of anything suspicious. I decided to look around anyway. I went to the bedside tables and started pulling out drawers, peeking into them one by one.

"What are you doing?" Rashmi asked.

"She's just checking, it's okay," Ashmit answered her.

Then Rashmi also started looking around. She pulled open the wardrobes while I stepped into the attached bathroom and pulled open the cabinets. We also looked under the mattress, the bed and even behind the curtains. At the end of it, we didn't find anything out of place or anything that would put us on our guard. 

I took the phone from Rashmi and spoke into it. "Hi. We're ok. Call back in two hours to check please," I told Seema.

"Babli? What's happening?" she asked. Her voice was excited, not worried.

"Will tell you tomorrow," I replied, hoping she wouldn't ask any more questions and just do as I say.

"Okay," she said.

"Call back in two hours," I repeated.

"I will," she replied.

"Thanks. And bye," I said before hanging up.

I looked up to see three pairs of eyes on me. Apparently they were waiting for my instruction as I had seemingly become the one who was going direct the action. 

"Is there a mini-bar?" I asked.

Ashmit nodded and the guys immediately moved towards a corner of the room and opened a cabinet.

"What will you have?" Neeraj asked.

"A little rum with lots of coke," I requested.

"Same for me," Rashmi added.

Neeraj made our drinks while Ashmit pulled out a scotch and mixed a drink for himself, turning to Neeraj and waiting for his nod before making one for his friend too. They both walked towards us with a drink in each hand and handed ours to us. I moved to the seating area, pulling Rashmi with me. We settled down on a two seater sofa and started sipping our drinks. The guys also came with us and settled on sofas on either side of us. No one could think of what to talk about.

Ashmit commented on the décor of the room, then complimented us on our car and then tried to take up where we had left off in our conversation in the parking lot before all of this started. He started commenting about the city and the night life and the good-looking girls.

"Isn't it bad manners to talk of other girls when you are in the company of two of them?" I chided, cutting him off in mid-sentence.

He was startled, but nodded gamely. 

I had had enough of this. I got up from the sofa and put my half-finished drink on the table. 

"Rashmi, would you like to lie down on the bed?" I asked her. "It looks like you're a little sloshed."

"I'm not," she said, slurring her words just slightly. 

She didn't resist though as I took her arm and pulled her up and led her to the bed. I laid her down and straightened her legs. Moving to her feet, I took her heels off and dropped them on the floor. Then I sat on the edge of the bed to remove my own heels. It felt so good to finally get the shoes off. I lay down next to Rashmi and rolled towards her. As I came up to her, I didn't stop, but rolled on top of her body and lay on top of her. Rashmi's hands came up to encircle me and we just lay there for a moment, me on top of her, my legs on either side of her legs and my hands under the pillow.




Night at the Club



Comfortably resting my whole body on top of my cousin's, I raised my head and looked back to the seating area. 

Both of them were staring at us. Neeraj averted his gaze but Ashmit met mine and kept staring. I felt Rashmi turn her head under me and look too. I looked down at her and wondered how to start. Her soft lips beckoned to me so I turned her towards me and started kissing her. We just lay with our bodies touching and kissed, nothing more. 

The situation was so electrified with tension though that I could almost hear the air crackling. My cousin's body underneath me was hot and lush. I knew her breasts were begging to be set free after being played with unmercifully in the car and her pussy was definitely flowing over. She was a bitch in heat and needed her itch scratched. She started moaning and writhing on the bed under me. When I kept my hands under the pillow and didn't touch her as I knew she wanted, she grabbed them and started the pull them to her body. I broke the kiss and looked down at her.

"Wow, you're really drunk," I murmured to her and rolled off, deciding that the hot kiss had been enough for the guys to ogle at. They could join in if they wanted the fun.

Ashmit got up and came towards the bed.

"Do you want water or should I order tea or coffee for her?" he asked, considerately. 

I sat up on the side of the bed, raised my eyebrows and gave him a look. 

"We didn't come here for coffee," I said, my meaning clear.

He offered me a hand and as I clasped his, he pulled me up and towards him. I went. It was like we had arrived at an unspoken agreement that Ashmit was mine while Rashmi would take Neeraj. I had seen her admiring the better looking guy earlier and had played so that she got him while I was more than happy with the bolder of the two. I settled my arms around Ashmit's waist and rested my forehead against his shoulder as I came up against him. His hand rested at the back of my waist and he started stroking me. I pressed my hips against him and settled my hands in the small of his back. We swayed like that for a minute before I broke off and taking his hand, walked him to the seating area. 

"Will you see to Rashmi?" I asked Neeraj.

He leapt up to oblige and I pulled Ashmit down with me on the two seater. There was little space left when I turned towards him so my legs were almost in his lap. I offered my lips up to him and he closed the distance between us, taking my lips into a serious kiss and gradually opening my mouth to his and inserting his tongue. 

There was no way we could take this slowly. I had fanned the flames too long and the circumstances itself were adding to our passionate exploration of each other. Soon his hands were roving all over my body, coming to rest on my breast and massaging and pressing them, pulling at my nipples that had hardened to almost painful extremes. It was like a rush that had gone to my head and I could think of nothing but my hot body being touched by Ashmit. In return, my hands were massaging his hard member. 

We were still dressed and with my arousal heightening by the second, I desperately started to want my clothes off my hot body. I started pulling my top up without breaking his kiss. Ashmit caught on to what was going on, and started helping me. Taking hold of the top, he pulled it up and off me, breaking contact between our mouths for just an instant. We were back to kissing each other like depraved beings and I was just in my bra, then that was also gone in a minute as Ashmit fumbled behind me and worked the clasp open. My breasts fell into the open as I snatched my bra off and threw it somewhere on the floor below us. 

Ashmit's hands were on my naked breasts as he moulded and squeezed them unmercifully. His hands were hard and rough on my soft flesh, and stoked the fire already building up within me. I scrabbled at the waist of his shirt, trying to get it off as he had done with mine. Again, he helped me, wrenching it off in one smooth movement before coming back to meet my mouth in the hot kisses we couldn't seem to get enough of. Then his hands were between my legs and I spread them wide so he could touch and rub me. I was grinding my hips against his hard hand. 

Suddenly he stood, putting an arm around my waist and pulling me with him. His hands started fumbling at the button of my jeans.

I broke off and breathlessly ordered, "You take off your pants." 

I hurriedly shucked off my jeans and underwear and saw him do the same. But after discarding them like I had, he froze for a moment and then dove back to get them from the floor. He rummaged around in a pocket, pulling out his wallet. He pulled out a few plastic squares and threw his wallet away.

I tried peering at what he held in his hand. I was confused by this behaviour, then it dawned on me... condoms. I hadn't even thought of it. Thank God he had!

He tore open one of the packs and hurriedly extracted one and rolled it down on his member. This was my first opportunity to really look at his cock. It was nice and hard, maybe 6 inches in length, but it was fat and looked like it would fill me up quite nicely. When he was ready, we looked around, wondering where to go. Both of us were in urgent need of fucking. 

The bed was occupied with Rashmi and Neeraj. They were still only kissing and touching each other. They hadn't even undressed yet. 

The bed occupied, I took matters into my own hand. I took Ashmit's hand and pulled him a little distance away from the sofas and the coffee table, then sank down on the carpet with him beside me. Luckily, with the hotel being so luxurious, the carpet was also soft. Ashmit seemed a little reluctant to fuck me on the floor but I didn't give him a chance to say anything, lying down and pulling him on top of me. He needed no further urging. 

We resumed kissing and his hands again sought my breasts. I opened my legs and felt his hard cock between them, pushing against my thigh and then butting against my freshly shaven cunt. I had prepared my pussy for tonight with Rashmi earlier and it was totally shaved. I was thoroughly wet and dripping by then, more than ready for his cock to enter. He started humping me lightly, moving his hips and bumping his cock against my lips, but not moving it in. 

"Fuck me," I said, breaking away from his kisses. "I want your hard cock inside me."

He raised himself up on one arm and adjusted his rod to the entrance of my cunt. With one hard thrust, he pushed it almost half way in.

"Yes, God, yes!" I moaned, my pussy stretching to take him in. He felt nice and solid inside me.

I slid my arms under his and locked them on his shoulders and reared up against him, wanting deeper penetration, and he obliged, pulling out just a little and ramming his hard meat back into my sopping cunt. Both of us started bucking against each other urgently, like wild rutting beasts. My mind was completely taken over and I was more aroused than I had ever been in my life. A hot sweet haze of passion had taken me over and all I wanted, all I could feel was the hardness and filling sensation of his hot cock fucking my cunt. 

Both of us were making uninhibited animal noises, moaning and grunting and rumbling while our bodies thrashed against each other. His hips battered into mine, making a wet sound when he smashed into me and sloshing when our bodies separated. It was like a soundtrack of sex playing in that room and anybody only listening to us could make out the desperate way we were getting at each other.

"Harder, faster," I demanded as he pumped into me, and his actions got more frenzied. He was smacking into my cunt like someone possessed, sweat running down his face and dripping on to me. I was drenched too with the effort of keeping up with him and driving my hips up into his punishing member. He was fucking me like I had never been fucked before, like he could tear me apart with his hard cock and bury into me more deeply than anyone ever had. And I was taking him in with equal urgency. I needed him to rip me apart, keep filling my pussy with his hard cock again and again. 

It was his body getting tense more than anything that warned me of his impending orgasm. He was still pumping crazily but the shoulders under my hand were now bunched with effort. I clenched my teeth together, closed my eyes tightly and started growling at him to go on, to fuck me harder, to take me there on the floor, fuck my brains out. 

My voice and dirty words fuelled both our passions and I felt something deep within me coil and get ready to give too as his thrusts became even wilder. He was now pounding into me so hard that my hips were being slammed into the carpet with each drive. His cock was slicing through my wet pussy, in and out, faster and harder and I could take it no more. I felt the familiar feelings inside me that signalled my orgasm and when I came, it was better and more powerful than I had in a long time. 

My pussy started clenching around his cock that was still fucking me hard. I wrapped my legs around him and pressed, feeling wild and wanton like I had never before. My arms on his shoulders tightened and dug into his shoulders and my cunt jerked around his cock, tightening and letting go while he pumped into me. In the middle of my powerful orgasm, he gave a large grunt and climaxed too, rearing and thrusting his cock deep into my hot cunt as he spent his seed. He plunged into me a couple of times half-heartedly as his cum poured out, and then he fell off on to the carpet beside me.

Both of us were drenched completely with sweat and now my pussy juices that were everywhere from my stomach to the bottom of my thighs. I could almost feel sloshing as I moved my legs after a minute to close them and not lie like a slut with my pussy gaping open still. We lay like that for a while together, getting our breathing and strength back, quiet. 

Abruptly I wondered what was going on with Rashmi and Neeraj. I raised myself up on an elbow and tried to peek, but couldn't see them on the bed from my point on the floor. I could hear Rashmi moaning so obviously though that I knew whatever Neeraj was doing was pleasing her. 

I decided that I wanted to go see what they were up to. In some part of my mind, I told myself I was just looking out for my drunken cousin but was lying to myself. I just wanted to see her ripe body being fucked so I got up and tottered over to the bed.

Neeraj was between her wide open legs and he was going down on her shaven cunt. I was pleased, I knew Rashmi loved being sucked and nibbled on any and every part of her body. Most of the times she came even when I was working on her with my mouth and hands only. And by the sounds and frequency of her moans, I knew she was enjoying herself thoroughly and would likely cum in a few minutes if Neeraj kept it up. 

I had no intention of stopping him. I crept up and situated myself on the bed, with my mouth on her attractive breast that was finally out of the constraints and facing straight up. I couldn't resist her breasts in the best of times, I loved their juicy ripeness. I started sucking on one and kneading the other with my hand. She blearily acknowledged me and clasped a hand to the back of my head, pressing her soft tit into my mouth. I opened wide to take it in and bit, nibbled and sucked on her full boobs and I was sure Neeraj was doing the same with her juicy cunt. 

I wanted to see his dark head lowered and lapping at my cousin's pussy so I raised myself and looked down. Both my hands went to work on Rashmi's breasts and I had a good view of the top of Neeraj's head between her legs, but I couldn't really see him licking or sucking at her. So I extended my hand and pushed it down, over her mound and towards her pussy. 

Neeraj felt me reaching and raised his head for a moment, looking at me quizzically. 

"I just want to join in," I murmured.

His fingers were buried in her cunt already and he had probably been busy sucking her clit when I disturbed him. I greedily spread her lips and saw him fucking her with his fingers inside her. He had the two middle fingers in and was pumping in and out in a relaxing rhythm. 

"Put one more in and thrust harder," I commanded him.

He obeyed, manoeuvring his index finger into her soft cunt and plunging them harder into her. She moaned and opened her legs wider, giving him more access. My fingers were around his plunging ones holding Rashmi's pink pussy open to him. She had a beautiful cunt. It was just that little bit plump with full and heavy pussy lips and was warm and moist from the excitement I had been putting it through the whole night. 

Rashmi started making little pleading noises then, and I got my fingers over to her clitoris that was protruding out of its hood. It was slick and so hard. I took it between my fingers and rolled it, making Rashmi cry out and move her head from side to side on the pillow. My ministrations didn't cease, I just squeezed her clit and kept rolling it and she thrust her perfect boobs into the air with the effort it took for her to take in the sensations. 

A minute of this and I felt her orgasm shatter through her. Her hips lunged up into the air she moaned and gave little sighs as her whole body tensed. I started just rubbing her clit slowly, trying to prolong her orgasms to the last minute possible. 

Neeraj was also still pumping her pussy but his actions had also gotten slower. Finally, Rashmi whimpered and went limp on the bed and I removed my hand from between her legs. It was wet from her juices and I brought it to my hand to lick it off. 

Neeraj was still at the foot of the bed and now I turned to him.

"Fuck her," I said.

"Now?" he asked. "Doesn't she need to...?"

"No, no." I cut him off. "She doesn't need to rest. By the time you get ready, she will be fine and her pussy is already wet."

He had just taken his shirt off while sucking her so now he discarded his jeans and briefs and started walking back. His hard cock bobbed when he moved. 

"Condom?" I asked him, my eyes glued to his rod.

He stopped and looked around. 

Ashmit rose up from the floor and reached for the foil wrapped condoms he had pulled out of his wallet. He threw one towards us and Neeraj opened it and rolled it onto his cock expertly. Then he came back to us.

By then I had positioned Rashmi so I was sitting up with her head was in my lap. Her body was lying across the bed, with her bottom just by the side of the bed. I wanted to see her fucked. Neeraj came up to the bed and positioned her legs, bent at the knee, on either side of her, pushing them open. He then took his cock in his hand and touched the tip to her dripping cunt. He rubbed himself up and down her slit, spreading her juices and lubricating her and then with a shove of his hips, he was sliding into her. 

Rashmi let out a little grunt and opened her eyes to look deeply into mine. "Oh, that feels good," she moaned and smiled lazily at me. 

I smiled back at my hot cousin and then flicked my eyes back to her pussy being fucked by Neeraj's cock. I could see him going in and out of her, holding her knees apart, his gaze fixed like mine on their fucking. 

My eyes roved along his body. It was a nice one; his chest was furred with a light pelt of hair and he had only a little fat on around his stomach, not enough to make him flabby or unattractive. A gold chain was around his neck, bouncing against his chest with every thrust he made into Rashmi. His nipples were dark and tight with arousal, peering from between his chest hair. He was a nice male specimen.

Rashmi captured my attention back to her. "Touch my boobs, Babli," she moaned. 

I indulged her and moved my hands to her tits. "Does that feel good?" I asked her, kneading and massaging them.

"Mmm... yes," she murmured, closing her eyes. "Pinch the nipples too," she said.

I did that, pulling at her nipples. They were probably already hurting a little, the way I had been playing with them throughout the night. 

She moaned long and deep and bucked her hips.

"Does the cock feel good in you?" I asked her, dipping my head and whispering to her.

"God, yes," she replied. "It feels so good."

I could feel Neeraj's eyes on us and I knew he could listen to us talking, being so close. I wanted him to hear every bit of my naughty talk with Rashmi. 

"Is it hard and solid?" I asked her.

"Mhmm," she replied, obviously drugged with the sensations of my hands on her and a cock in her pussy.

"Does it fill your cunt up?" I asked her. 

Rashmi was aware of my need to talk dirty during sex, so made an effort to reply to me.

"It's a nice big cock," she murmured. "It feels so much better than when his fingers were sliding into me. Fills me up so good."

I could feel Neeraj's thrusts getting harder and harder. We would tip him over to cum if we kept going on like this, which was what I wanted. 

I looked up at him, meeting his gaze directly.

"And is my cousin's cunt hot and wet?" I asked him.

His mouth dropped open and he let out an astonished breath before he bit out a curt, "Yes."

He was thrusting into her fast now. When he plunged his cock into her, she moved up against me and I felt her body relaxing as he pulled out. I could literally feel her getting fucked by him.

"Does it feel good... plunging your cock into her warm wet cunt?" I kept on.

Before I could even say the last word of my dirty question, I saw him grimace and he let out a huge groan, increasing his pace and fucking her hard. A couple of solid thrusts like that and I saw him shudder and falter in his rhythm. I knew he was coming. A harsh guttural sound ripped from his throat and he buried his cock deep into Rashmi and trembled for a few seconds before pulling out his semi-hard cock and collapsing on the floor beside the bed, with his face buried into the mattress. 

I moved and bent down to give Rashmi a warm wet kiss. She was hot and eager and clasped my face between her hands as she assaulted my mouth.

"Mmm... that was really great," she sighed, when we broke off.

But my calculating mind was not done. I wanted her to be fucked by Ashmit now. His fucking had been much more intense and much more powerful and I wanted my cousin's pussy pounded like mine had been.

I looked for him and he was still lying where I had left him. He was looking at me though and I beckoned him over. He got up and walked over to the bed. I checked out his cock as he was walking and it was semi-rigid again. I knew he could be ready to fuck in a couple of minutes.

"Do you have more condoms?" I asked him.

He nodded and opened his hand to show me the little packet.

I reached over and took his cock in my hand. Wrapping my palm around him, I started to slowly move it up and down. I was willing to get him hard by using my hands so that he could put that amazing piece of meat to use in my cousin's cunt. I jerked him with a practiced hand, running my thumb up and over his cockhead, pushing his foreskin back occasionally. 

As predicted, in a couple of minutes, he was rock hard. 

I let him go and looked down at Rashmi, who was following my hand on his cock with a hungry look in her eyes.

"You want that, do you?" I asked her with a smirk.

She swallowed but didn't reply. I think she felt he was mine and didn't want to cross any limits. I was having none of that though and briskly ordered her to rearrange herself.

"Come. Move up a bit here," I directed. "Lie with your head on the pillow." 

I helped her lie down straight on the length of the bed and beckoned Ashmit to climb up too. He sheathed his cock in the condom he already had out and scrambled up.

"Open your legs, Rashmi," I said, and she obeyed, spreading them a bit.

Ashmit moved in between them. He was kneeling on one knee and trying to position himself so that he could fuck her without lying down on top of her. 




Night at the Club



The club is dark, we meet that night at the bar. You are in a sexy little black dress, very tight and figure hugging, and we settle in for a few drinks to get to know each other.

"So I hear this place is a bit of a strip club after midnight, and it's 11.50 pm," I say looking down at my watch.

"I heard that, to be honest I just wanted one night, to see what it is like. I heard everyone just kinda lets go," you reply coyly.

We both raise a glass and toast to the night. The club is a busy mix, of guys and girls, with lots of tables and corridors. All leading into the back, where we are sure rooms await. We order another large drink and take a sip, a girl comes over. She whispers something to you, and looks up and smiles, before walking off.

"What happened?", I ask. You smile, "She said she wants to lick my tits, while her boyfriend fucks her."

I laugh nervously, "Really?"

"Really," you say calmly, "I'm thinking it might be fun. Do you want to watch?"

I take a big gulp of the tequila, "Well a chance to see your tits is something I can't imagine missing."

You smile and then stand, reaching out a hand and telling me, "Come on then, room 3."

We walk together to a room at the side with the number 3 on the door. You knock, and the door opens a little, the girl is there smiling.

"Come on in," she says opening the door.

"Do you mind if my friend joins us?" you ask, she giggles.

"Oh not at all," she beams back.

The room is quite dark, with a bed in the middle and a couple of chairs. The girl's boyfriend is in one chair, pouring champagne into a set of glasses on a small coffee table. He sees me and then pulls out a fourth to fill.

"Oh great, you made it!" he says.

"Oh you are happy I made it then?" you say cheekily.

"Very happy, you heard what I want?" he replies.

Your kinky smile appears. "Why don't you bring that champagne to me and whisper in my ear what you want?" you say in such a sexy voice.

He comes up next to you, hands you the glass, and I can just make out his voice, low in your ear.

"Well my darling, I want to have you sit on a chair and watch my girlfriend suck my cock while you enjoy this champagne. Then I'm hoping you'll let her bend over and pull that dress down enough to suck on your lovely looking tits, and nipples while I fuck her and watching your tits glistening will no doubt make me cum nice and hard in her pussy".

While he describes it you are smiling, biting your lip. You turn and whisper back, "Sounds lovely lets do it."

You turn and sit on the chair. I move over to the other one, and pick up my champagne. In the middle of the chairs, the guys stands, his eyes fixed on you.

The view is impressive. Your tight dress showing your pert tits and its high hem showing off your silky smooth legs. His girlfriend is kissing his neck, her hand running up and down his chest, unbuttoning his shirt and running over his naked skin underneath. You are watching her moving over him as she is bending closer and licking his nipples, her hand now rubbing on his jeans over the bulge that is slowly growing. You can feel his eyes running over your tits and body, watching you, and you can't help but tease a little. Running your fingers over the material covering your tits and your tummy, then running a finger up and down your thigh. You can hear the kissing running over his tummy, his girlfriend unbuttons his jeans. She is wearing a red dress, tight over her body but long over her legs. You can see her stockings over her tights. You watch her bend over, her dress lifting up as she pulls down her boyfriends jeans and boxers. He steps out of them and then you see his big cock, at least 11″ and very hard. His girlfriend's hand is running over it. She spits on it to make it wet, stroking it slowly.

"Now that is a nice cock, you are a lucky girl," you tell the her.

She turns to you smiling, "Oh I like that you like it!"

"Tell me how it tastes," you tell her.

Without a pause, she kneels and pulls his cock close sucking it slowly and pushing it deep in her mouth. Her boyfriend starts moaning with pleasure.

"Oh babe, that's good!" he says, his voice low.

You smile watching his face, his eyes closed for a moment, then looking down to see his cock deep in his girlfriends mouth.

"That mouth must be good?" you ask.

Your hands now running slowly in circles over your breasts through the material of your dress.

"Oh it is so fucking good, and I love fucking it!" he replies opening his eyes fixing them on your breasts.

"You want to see my tits while you fuck her mouth?" you ask in a low and sexy voice.

He flinches with excitement.

"Oh yes, been thinking about them since I saw you in the bar," he replies excitedly.

You lean back on the chair, your hands cupping your tits through the dress then slowly move over to pull down a strap. As you move you are watching his cock sliding in and out of his girlfriend's mouth and feeling his eyes on you. She pulls his cock out and starts sucking his balls, pumping his cock with her hand. You can see it glistening wet and hard in her hand. You slowly lick two fingers and then run them down your neck, pausing as they reach corner of material over your breasts. Then you slowly lower it. Teasing him, and watching his eyes fixed, excited to see more of your beautiful breasts. You watch as he waits to see your nipple, which you can already feel it hard under the material.

"So you have been thinking about my tits in the bar, and now thinking about them while you fuck your girlfriend's mouth," you tease.

The material now level with the edge of your nipple.

"Oh yes!" he moans.

His girlfriend returns his rock hard cock to her mouth and sucks him, the noise of her mouth trying to pull the cum from his cock filling your ears.

"You want your girlfriend to suck on them for me," you ask as you pull the edge of material down enough to show you hard nipple.

He responds by pushing his cock harder into her mouth.

"You want her to make them nice and wet for me, while you fuck her pussy," you tease.

"I want to hear her pussy squelching with juices while you fuck her. And then you can watch my tits get wet with her spit. She can suck them, make me nice and turned on for the next room", you continue.

He is shaking a little with excitement as you pull the other strap off, and then pull the material down exposing both your pert tits to him.

"Bend her over for me, I want her spit all over them, and I want to see her panties around her ankles and your lovely cock fucking her!" you order him.

Without a pause she is pulled around to face you, her spit and his precum all over her cheek and chin. He lifts her dress over her ass, pulling her g-string down. You see it fall to her ankles and she bends forward.

She puts her hands on the arms of the chair you are in, and you see her boyfriend kneel behind her, his tongue now buried in her ass, licking and sucking. Her legs apart and him stroking his cock, his spit and her juices trickling down her leg. Facing you her eyes are closed, moaning as she leans over you. You feel a drip of her spit fall onto your bare breasts and slowly circle the moistness to your nipple. Her eyes open and you can see how excited she is with her pussy and ass being licked. Finally you feel her tongue licking the side of your breast, her breath heavy and warm on your skin.

You moan as her tongue reaches your tits and you feel the warmth of her spit and smell his cock on her breath.

"Suck them for me, lick them and bite the nipples," you moan.

You look up to see her boyfriend standing now watching excitedly and then you feel her moan and suck your whole right nipple in her mouth as he pushes his cock into her pussy. You feel her pushed against you as he builds up his pace. She moves her head to the side, laying a little on you, her tongue flicking up and down on your nipple and letting her boyfriend get a full view while he pounds her pussy, pushing her face against you in waves.

You look down, your hand now squeezing your breast and order her to spit on both your nipples as you let her lick and suck one, you rub the spit into the other.

Looking up you smile, enjoying his gaze fixed on your erect nipples. The noise of her pussy, dripping wet and being fucked, fills the room, you cup and squeeze your breasts watching him fuck her and feeling her mouth all over your tits. Your tits are now glistening and pert, and you can see the guy is getting close to losing control as he enjoys his girlfriend's pussy and the view of you.

"Fill up her pussy, fuck your girlfriend really good for me!", you command. "I want to hear you cum hard in her."

The girl is sucking hard and you can't help but reach under and pull her tits free, cupping and stroking them while she sucks on yours.

"I'm going to cum in her pussy for you," the guy moans.

You look up, you can feel your own pussy soaking now, your nipples hard.

"Do it for me babe, fuck her hard and fill her up with cum, I want to watch it drip out of her," you say.

Talking dirty brings him to new heights, as he drives his cock in hard. The girl yelps and his body shakes as his thick white cum squirts inside her. The girl moans and buries her face in your tits, you cup them around her as the guy moans and jerks before arching his back and then stepping back from her. She straightens up, shaking and sits on the corner of the bed.

"Oh god, thank you!" she moans.

Her boyfriend falls on the bed next to her.

"Oh he did you good then?" you ask smiling, pulling your dress over your still erect nipples. She leans back, opening her legs, and you see the thick white of his cum drip from her pussy.

"Oh so good," she says pushing a finger between the lips of her pussy and rubbing the cum over her clit.

She lifts her finger up and licks the white goo off.

"Mmmm I can't wait for more of that later", she moans and falls back on the bed.

You pick up your glass and turn to me, "Enjoy that?" you ask.

You can see that I had been rubbing my cock throughout.

"Oh god yes!" I reply as you pick up your glass.

"Let's find another room," you say excitedly.

You kiss the girl on the cheek as she lays there and we head back to the bar. We order two tequila shots -- and down them quickly.

"That was amazing," I say, still spinning a little from the events in the room.

"I liked that," you reply, ordering another shot.

"Her mouth was so nice and wet and warm and I loved that cock, such a nice size," you tell me giggling.

"God I love hearing you talk like that," I say, suddenly blushing as I realize what I'm saying.

You laugh, "You like me talking about cock then?" you ask, "Dont be shy its OK," you add as we pick up the drinks.

"Cheers," I say and we down the shot then return to sipping the champagne.

"You liked watching that girl getting fucked I bet," you say after a moment.

"You bet," I reply.

"I liked seeing his cock fuck her mouth as well," you add.

I laugh, "Me too".

"She looked like she knows how to suck cock," I add excitedly.

You giggle, "Yeah I thought that too. She was taking it deep, spitting on it and it was so wet. I bet her mouth felt amazing and I'm sure he tasted fucking good too," you continue.

"Well he fucked her really well, loved that cum running down her thigh," I added.

You smile then lick your lips, looking around the room.

"I think I want some cum after all that," you say.

"Really?", I asked, "Do tell."

"Well I think I want to have a nice big cock in my mouth, and I want you to watch me take it all and you can ask the guy if I'm good?", you giggle cheekily.

"Damn you are just teasing now?" I say.

"No I'm not. Take me to the men's bathroom. I want to get on my knees and suck a cock while you watch me. I want to be a slut with a stranger and get a mouthful of his cum." you tell me in a low voice with a sexy smile.

You pick up your glass and take my hand and lead me to the men's bathroom. Pushing the door open we see an older guy washing his hands. Without a pause you walk up to the sink and sit up on them looking at him up and down.

"My friend here wants to watch me get a mouthful of cum and I was wondering if you would mind feeding this dirty mouth with your cock", you say straight to him.

The guy laughs, "Oh fuck yes!" he says.

"But you need to tell him how I feel as I suck you, ok?" you add.

He nods smiling, and you jump down. He lifts himself onto the counter by the sink and you pull down his pants and boxers, revealing his semi hard cock.

You look up at him licking your lips and reaching down wrapping your fingers around his cock, then you slowly dribble spit onto the tip of his cock and start rubbing it up and down.

"You like that?" you ask. He moans a little.

"You know I like older men's cocks," you add.

"Oh you do?" he asks, his voice quivering a little.

"Oh yes. They taste better and feel better to ride and fuck. And I love that thick cum in my mouth. Do you think you can unload some in my mouth? You think you can feed me?" Your dirty talking making him harder and harder in your hand.

You move closer, and then start slowly licking the tip of his cock, while I stand behind you rubbing my cock through my pants. Watching you in the bathroom mirror. Your tongue licks over his tip, and then slowly you lower your mouth over his cock. You look up in the mirror seeing me and wink. Then you slowly lift your dress up over your ass, I can see your black g-string and your beautiful smooth ass.

The guy is moaning as you start sucking him a little harder, then you slow a little.

"I don't hear all that dirty talking that is earning you a world class blowjob. Tell me how it feels. You behind me. I want a tongue on my ass and then you can tell me how my pussy tastes!" you order us.

Then as your mouth lands back around that thick cock in your hand the guy starts moaning.

"Fuck she is so good -- warm wet and tight".

I move up and pull your g-string down and I start licking your ass cheeks then bury my tongue into your ass, licking and sucking around it.

"Fuck that mouth, I want to fuck it hard slut," he continues.

I look up to see his hands on your head, holding it while he pushes his cock in and out of your mouth harder and faster. I reach down spitting on your ass and pussy and licking it, tasting how wet and strong the flavor of your pussy is, feeling how excited you are getting from that strangers cock in your mouth.

I reach down and pull my cock out, I can't help myself but push it into your soaking wet pussy. You moan as it slides into you and the guy looks up at me fucking you.

"Yes that's it mate, fuck her pussy," he starts.

I hear you moaning more as you feel my hard cock in your pussy and his big cock in your mouth. The slurping sounds fill the bathroom, the slapping of my balls on you. You look up in the mirror, looking at me in the mirror my jeans around my ankles and fucking you, slapping you ass.

"How's that mouth?" I ask.

The guy smiles, "Oh so fucking good, world-class blowjob."

You pull the cock out of your mouth and spit on it, pumping it hard. The guy starts shaking.

"Well then if this is my night I better make sure I empty his balls into my mouth, and then the two guys behind you can unload on my tits and face. You can have my pussy all to yourself," you tell me.

You look in the mirror and wink at me again, and I turn to see two other guys behind me, trousers down stroking their cocks. I turn back and say, "I want to see you make the most of those cocks then."

Slapping you ass and pulling your cheeks apart as I push my cock in, you cup and squeeze the old guy's balls, sucking him so hard.

"Get ready for a nice hot load of cum you slut!" he moans as you suck harder.

I push myself deep as I watch in the mirror. Your eyes open and you look up at the guy , he starts to shake, then I watch him push his cock into your mouth and jerk. Like a pro your mouth stays wrapped around his cock, taking every drop.

"Look at that, lovely little slut takes it all," one of the guys behind me says impressed.

You slowly lift your mouth off his cock, careful not to spill any and then while my cock slides in and out of your pussy, you look up at him. Opening your mouth in front of him, positioning it so everyone in the room can see all the thick cum in your mouth. You hold your tongue out with showing the cream coating and lean back while, I'm still fucking you and pull the straps of your dress off letting it fall before pulling them down over your tits.

Looking at the guy in front of you and cupping your tits you swallow slowly then open your mouth to him to show it is all gone.

"That tasted lovely," you say licking your lips.

"I love a mouthful of cum. Now I want to be on my back so put some of your clothes on the floor. Then I want those two fresh cocks in my mouth while I get fucked nice and slow," you say, then turn to the first guy again.

"You can start getting yourself hard again. I want three fresh loads on me, my friend here can add his load and I'll be happy knowing I got my night in!"

Quickly we all strip throwing our clothes on the floor then you strip and lay down. I get between your legs and start eating your pussy where my cock had just been. The two new guys sit either side of your head, I watch you take one cock after another, sucking and licking them in turns while they play with your tits.

The guy who just came stands at the side and already his cock is getting harder.

Your pussy tastes amazing, fresh and hot, spicy from the excitement. All we hear is the noise of you sucking hard cocks, and guys moaning over you. The guy who was standing is suddenly on his knees, sucking and licking your tits. I sit up and push my cock back in your pussy. It is so hot, your nipples are hard and tits getting wetter,as he sucks and licks them. Your hand on the back of his head egging him on to lick and suck you more. Your other hand guiding one cock then the other into your mouth.

Your eyes open from time to time to look at each of the cocks. Licking your lips and watching the guys tongue on your tits, and then looking up to me seeing me moaning with each push into your pussy.

After a few minutes of sucking one of the guys starts to moan harder and louder, you take his cock in your mouth, sucking it as only you know how.

"Fuck that is so good, fucking suck me you are the best," he moans.

Then you pull his cock out at the perfect moment, pushing the tip against your lips and pumpingthe length of it. A thick white stream of cum flashes over your lips and your cheek before dribbling over down your neck.

"Oh good boy, you taste so yummy," you tell him.

Then you start sucking him gently and lick his cock clean while we all watch.

"Damn that was so nice, now I want more cum on me," you say turning to the cock next to you, pulling it deep into your mouth.

I rock my cock in and out of your pussy as I watch you suck greedily on the second cock. The cum still trickling down your cheek and chin. The guy sucking your tits suddenly sits up and starts rubbing his cock faster and faster leaning over your chest.

You pull the cock out of your mouth, holding it with one hand and pumping it. You reach to the guy jerking over your chest and cup his balls.

"That's it babe!" you say looking up and him.

Stroking his balls while he pumps his cock.

"Let me have it, you want to, don't you?" you continue.

"You want to smother my tits with your second load, your first one tasted so nice babe, so nice. I'll have that taste with me when I'm getting a third load. You cum all over my tits, rub it in while you watch me take another one in my mouth," you tease.

He starts shaking and then a stream of cum splashes over your tits. You squeeze his balls to empty them over your tits.




Night at the Club



"Oh that's perfect babe, make my tits nice and sticky," you moan.

The cock in your hand is getting harder from all the talking. You turn to that guy, "Oh babe, you want to give me some too?" you ask.

Your hand now rubbing the thick cum all over your tits. "You want to let me taste it?" you continue.

Scooping up the cum from your tits and then rubbing it over your lips, then looking up at the guy.

"See babe, I have three loads so far and they all taste so good. See that cock in my pussy? Watch it fuck me, cum in my mouth on my face. I love it!" you tell us.

With that the guy pushes his cock on your cheek stroking it and you feel his cum splash all over your cheek. You turn and take the load in the mouth, licking and sucking on his cock before rubbing it all over your face and lips. The guy falls back, exhausted and you look up at me. Cum is glistening on your tits and face, all over your chin.

"Oh babe, your turn" you moan.

"I'm going to cum and then you unload in my pussy!" you tell me.

I start fucking you harder and harder as you moan.

"Oh babe! All I taste is fucking lovely hot cum and I'm so sticky," you cry.

You fingers are covering in cum and now between your legs rubbing your clit while I pound in and out of your pussy. Your other hand rubbing cum over your tits and chin and into your mouth.

"Oh babe, I'm going to cum," you say as you start to shake and moan.

As you reach your climax, and as you clench on my cock I feel myself release in your pussy and unload hot cum inside you. Your orgasm comes as you feel it explode in your pussy in hot waves and it seems to last as we shake and moan. I collapse onto you and after you catch your breath you whisper to me, "I think you'll have to bring me here again."



Night at The Club



Really, pink!? The theme had to be Pretty in Pink. I spend the next 2 hours searching for something pink in my sea of black clothes. Maybe Cassandra has something. I send a quick text to my roommate. 

"Go ahead and look. You can borrow anything I have." Her reply read. 

Nothing seems right. I start to leave her room slightly annoyed. I look down and see a flash of hot pink. It's a mini skirt, super short and super pink. Perfect! 

I head back to my room to get ready. You will be here in 2 hours and I still have to take a bath. It has been so long since I saw you. 5 weeks! I miss my sexy man so much. You are taking me to 'The Club', the swingers/sex club where you work. I am so excited. This will be my second time there, my first time with you. 

I sink into a hot bubble bath, trying to relax. I shave my legs and my pussy, just the way you like me. I lie back and let the warm water wash over me. I close my eyes and let my mind drift to tonight. You said that you have plans for me but wants it to be a surprise. I let my hands slide down my body. I caress my breast think about you. My mind wanders to the last time we were together. 

My hand slides across my flat stomach to my smooth pussy. I play with my clit. It feels amazing. My hand moves faster and faster as I get closer to an orgasm. The water starts to splash on the side of the tub. I bite my lip as I cum. Oh, God! I am going to be in trouble. I am not supposed to cum without Sir's permission. I could not help it. Just the thought of tonight is making me wet. The anticipation is killing me. 

I get out and quickly rub lotion on and get dressed. I dry my hair and curl it. I am not sure how my Sexy Sir wants me to wear it. I will ask you when you get here. I find my heels. I am all ready. 

"I will be there soon. I want you to wear your collar tonight." I have a message from you. 

I quickly reply. "I finally found something pink. I hope you approve. I will be ready when you get here. Just come on up."

I sit down in the loveseat in the corner of my room and wait. I have my collar on the bed waiting for you to put it on me. I hear you coming up the stairs and my heart starts to race. You open the door. You are a striking picture in a charcoal grey suit and tie. A smile spreads across your face as you see me. I am wearing the short hot pink mini skirt, black strapless shirt and 3 inch black heels. 

"I approve." You say as you walk to me. You hold out your hand and help me stand. You pull me in close for a hug and hold me tight. You kiss me deep and hard. You take my hands and steps back to admire my choice for tonight's theme. "You look beautiful as always." 

You spin me around to get a good look. I must admit, I do look pretty good. At 5'7, legs for days, long auburn hair down with a gentle curl, with my green eyes and ready smile I can still turn heads. You playfully smack my ass. I squeal, not expecting it. "Later, I promise." 

Once again you pull me close and rub your nose back and forth against mine, then kiss the tip. "Are you ready my Princess?" 

"I was not sure how you wanted my hair tonight. Up or down?" I ask as I lower my head to your chest. You reach up and gather my hair in a ponytail, wrapping it around your fist and pull my head back. 

"I do like your hair up, but tonight I want it down. You look beautiful just the way you are." You say and kiss me one last time. "Where is your collar?" You ask and wrap your hand around my throat. I gasp. You lift me by my throat until I am on my tip toes and my heels are off the floor. I close my eyes, I lift my hands to grab your shoulders then let them fall to my sides. You place your thumb on my jaw and turn my head from side to side. I can feel your eyes on me. You kiss the soft spot below my ear. I am just enjoying the sensation, the complete lack of power as I surrender it all to you. You lower me so my heels are back on the floor but you never release my neck. "Princess, where is your collar? I want it on you."

I open my eyes and look toward the bed. You follow my gaze and smile. "Good girl." 

You walk me over to the bed, never letting go of my throat. You turn me and sit me on the bed. I feel lost when you move your hand from my neck to grab the collar. It is a simple braided black leather collar with a beautiful silver medallion. You gave it to me months ago before you left on vacation. I wear it whenever I go out. It makes me think of my Sweet Sir. Tonight I wanted you to put it on me. 

I lift my hair as you put it on me. My body starts to tingle and I feel myself getting wet as you lock the collar in place. The pressure on my neck is a constant reminder that I am yours and yours alone. I look into your amazing green eyes and smile, you smile back. Making my heart skip a beat. 

"Mine." You whisper. 

"Your's." I whisper back, completely out of breath. 

"Let's go, Princess." You take my hand and lead me down stairs and to the truck. 

We go over the rules on the ride to the club. Tonight is for us. We are going to the club to enjoy the atmosphere and to have a drink or two. We are not there to find a couple or a woman to enjoy. This will be a kind of foreplay. I am nervous and excited as we pull up. You walk around the truck and help me out of the truck. You put out your arm for me to hold for support as we walk up. 

Now it's time to register. You told me that to get into the club I would have to register. I have my money and ID all ready to pay my membership fee as well. You greet everyone and start the paperwork. I am in shock when you add me to your membership. 

"Is she the only woman you are going to bring with you?" The woman behind the desk asks you. I look over at you, holding my breath, waiting for your response. 

"Yes. Go ahead and register us as a couple." You smile over at me. I was not expecting this. My heart stops and I can't stop smiling. 

We walk in hand in hand. There are people everywhere. I can't believe how crowded it is. We go get a drink and try to find a table. Nothing. We go outside, crowded there as well. I look into the room on the other side of the patio where the pool table is. It is completely empty. I grab your hand and lead you in. 

"Want to play a game?" I ask, starting the put the balls on the table. 

"Sure, why not." You grab a couple sticks and we start a quick game. 

Out of the corner of my eye I see a couple enter the room. He is an attractive, tall and very muscular black man, she is an equally attractive black woman. They introduce themselves. 

"Hi, I'm Kerry and this is Patrice." He starts, looking me up and down with a smile. "Aren't you beautiful. I have a great idea. Us against you two. Loser flashes." 

I look over at you and you just smile. Why not I think. We are in a sex club. I nod yes to you giving you all the control to say yes or no. 

"Why not." You say shaking his hand. I just laugh and turn a nice shade of red. 

He is good and it does not take long before we lose. The whole time we are playing I am talking to them both, making new friends. I am always friendly and love meeting new people. Once the 8 ball sinks into the corner pocket, all eyes turn to me. I grab the top of my shirt and pull it down showing my breasts. They are small but round topped with perfect nipples, or so I have been told. You walk up behind me and start to play with my nipples. It does not take long before they are rock hard. You lean down and give me a little bite, making me jump. 

Kerry comes over and asks if we would like to swap. You look at him and tell him tonight, I am yours. He is understanding and thanks me for the peak. He tells us that he looks forward to playing someday. I give him and Patrice a tight hug and kiss before they leave. 

"Well that was fun." I say as you wrap me in your arms and gently lift me. 

"There is lots more to see." You push me against the wall and lean down to kiss my still exposed breasts. I gasp as you bite and suck until I have a beautiful bruise starting on my left breast. You run your finger tip across the mark and smile. You take my top and pull it up, grab my hand and pull me back out to the patio. I am breathless and have no idea where you are taking me. 

You lead me back into the club and back to the "Playrooms" where all the couples are enjoying each other. I hear moaning before I even see her. A woman on a sex swing enjoying a powerful orgasm as her partner swings her back and forth. You lead me past them to the "Dungeon". Oh my, I feel a tingle spread across my skin. You push me against the padded X in the corner. You lift first one hand then the other and attach them to the cuffs at the corners of the X. You push me forward until my body is against the padding. You kick my legs apart. I feel your body against me. I feel your hard cock against my ass and shake slightly. You lean down and attach my ankles to the X as well. I hold my breath as you run your hand up my thigh to my pussy. Your hand is blocked by my panties. 

You jerk my skirt up over my ass, showing you the thong I have on. I feel your finger slip under the waist band. 

"What is this Princess?" You growl in my ear. "You know better than to wear underwear. You know I can't let you go unpunished."

I feel you move away from me as you go to the "Wall of Punishment", there you find an assortment of whips and paddles. I close my eyes and wonder what you will pick. I hear you take things off the wall and put them back a few times. My heart pounds with anticipation. You must have made your choice because you are back at my side again. 

"10 swats, you will count every one and thank me after each one. Do you understand?" You whisper in my ear. I am instantly dripping wet. 

"Yes." I whisper, breathless. You grab my hair and pull my head back. 

"Yes, what?"

"Yes, Sir. I understand."

"Good girl."

You release my hair and move back. I feel the paddle as you caress my ass with it. I hold my breath as it leaves my flesh. Just waiting for the first strike. It comes hard and fast. 

"One. Thank you Sir." I whimper. I feel the heat of the hit spread across my right cheek. 

"Two. Thank you Sir." I gasp. The second comes before I am ready. You strike my left cheek. 

"Three. Thank you Sir."

"Four. Thank you Sir." 

"Five. Thank you Sir." 

You hit me in rapid succession. I am breathless. Tears sliding down my face. My ass is on fire. You reach out with your hand and caress my sore cheeks. You rest your hand against my hot flesh feeling the heat. People have now gathered at the window to the dungeon to watch the show. I close my eyes so I don't have to see the faces. Yet the thought that people are getting turned on by watching is making me even wetter. You caress my back and lean in to whisper in my ear. 

"You are being such a good girl, taking your punishment so well." Your hand slides down my body to rest between my legs. My panties are soaking wet. You push them aside and slide a finger inside me. I gasp and let my head fall against the padding of the X. 

"My Princess is enjoying her punishment." You kiss the soft spot below my ear. You start to finger my dripping wet pussy. I cry out. My nails dig into the padding in the X. You slide a second finger into me. You play with me until I am about to cum. You suddenly stop and slap my pussy with your hand. I scream out and cum. I am so wet, my cum dipping down my thigh. 

"We will talk about that later tonight." You growl in my ear, knowing that you now have another reason to punish me later. "Princess, you didn't get permission."

"I am sorry Sir." I can't breathe, my heart is pounding and my knees are weak. If I was not strapped to the X I would have fallen by now. 

"Now let's finish so we can have some fun upstairs. Remember to count and thank me."

"Yes, Sir." I close my eyes and wait for the next hit. My body still tingling from my orgasm. All I can hear is the pounding of my heart. 

"Six. Thank you Sir." I yell out. This one hurt. I jump as it lands. 

"Seven. Thank you Sir." 

"Eight. Thank you Sir."

"Nine. Thank you Sir." You stop to caress my enflamed skin with the paddle. Rubbing it slowly in a circle. You draw out that last one. Making me wait for it. Making me shake and my knees go weak. 

"Ten. Thank you Sir." My body falls against the X. I am spent. My ass is on fire. 

"Good girl, my Princess." You put the paddle back onto the wall and walk over to me. I feel your body pressed against me, your hard cock through your pants. Your hands push my hair off my neck as you kiss below my ear. Your hands reach around to my breasts, pulling my shirt down to my waist. You grab each hard nipple and pinch. I scream out and stand up on my tip toes. You know I love it though. You reach one hand up and wrap it around my throat. You lift me, taking my breath from me. I feel my feet leave the floor and the cuffs at my ankles pull tight. You push yourself against my ass hard. I try to scream out but I can't. I see stars. "I can't wait to get you home tonight. First, I want you upstairs." 

You let go and I gasp for breath. I lay my head on the padding, my body hanging by the my wrists. I can barely hold myself up. My legs are rubber. You kneel behind me and uncuff my ankles. You then release one hand then the other. You turn me around and hold me close. You rub each wrist and kiss my marks. You pull my shirt up covering my breast. You take off my panties and put them in your pocket before you smooth down my skirt. 

You hold me close and hug me tight. You kiss my head. 

"You are so beautiful my Princess. Time for a drink." You take my hand and lead me out of the dungeon and out of the playrooms. There is a nice crowd gathered by the windows watching our little scene. 

You lead me to the bar and find me a place to sit. I wince as my hot ass hits the cold leather stool. You lean over a give me a quick kiss and go get me a drink. 

to be continued...



Night at the Club with Mystery Man



'You are taking too long! I'm going to wait outside.' Kim called to her friend in the restroom.

"Ok," she heard her friend say as she opened the restroom door to the club. If her friend said anything else, she couldn't hear it over the sound of the music.

The restrooms were on the second floor and the middle of the floor was cut out to see down on the dance floor on the first floor. A railing wrapped around the rectangular cut out and Kim leaned against the railing as she waited. She watched the club-goers as they danced or talked along the edge of the dance floor and called against the bar trying to get service. She sighed in impatience.

She looked up for moment to assess the activity on the second floor and as her eyes scanned the room, she jumped in surprise as her eyes made direct eye contact with a young man who was standing at the railing perpendicular to her. 

He leaned coolly with his left side against the railing, his left elbow and arm resting on the railing and his right hand relaxed, holding a clear plastic cup that she couldn't hear, but she knew ice cubes clinked innocently as he swirled the cup.

Unprepared for his stare, Kim quickly looked away. She couldn't help but look his direction again, trying to take a look at his physique and to determine if he was confident or a creeper. She glanced at him with her head slanted inconspicuously down, starting at the floor and slowly making her way up, checking him out from head to...shoulder. She dared to look at his face but again sucked in a bit of air upon realizing he was still looking directly at her.

Kim flashed a quick smile before turning around so that her back was against the railing facing him and she was facing the restroom door.

A moment later, her friend emerged from the bathroom. Her friend walked to her with the intent of continuing past her and Kim following to make their way back to the dance floor. 

'Wait," Kim said, nor wanting to turn around.

"Wait for what?" Her friend asked. Her friend was standing with her side to the railing facing Kim and in prime position to be able to see the guy while still being able to talk to her without looking out of place.

"Dont look obvious, but is there a guy standing behind me, looking in this direction?"

Her friend casually glanced over and quickly turned back. "He's not looking in this direction, Kim, he's staring at you." 

Kim smiled and blushed and the two shared a school girl giggle.

"I need another drink," her friend said after turning her cup upside down and shaking the last few drops into her mouth.

Kim turned around as they started to head toward the stairs. The handsome stranger was standing directly in the path between them and the bar. Kim purposefully looked him right in the eyes as she walked closer to him. If he locked eyes with her, then she would know he was into her. If he looked away, well, then, it wasn't a sure thing either way, but went her way, so she didn't have to think of what the other part was. His eyes met her with as much purpose as she had, and they followed her as she moved. His body also turned to keep in contact with her and she smiled a mischievous yet playful smile. He returned with warm and charming smile that left Kim aflutter as she descended down to the bar and dance area.

Throughout the rest of the night, Kim constantly glanced through the crowd hoping to make eye contact again with the devilishly handsome man. Every time she approached the bar, she stood a few extra lingering moment longer, hoping it would be the in he was looking for to get close to her, to make his introduction. She saw him every now in then, on the dance floor, looking down from the second floor, standing off in the corner. It seemed he was there with friends, as he was talking to people and dancing with people and certainly not a sulky creepy shadowy guy, but even when he was around other people, he looked up once in a while, almost as if he was looking out for her too. Whenever she caught his eye, which wasn't as often as she wanted, she felt a warm tingling sensation that stayed with her long after.

He never did introduce himself and as the night became early morning, Kim couldn't wait any longer and her friend certainly couldn't either.

"Kim, you either need to go up and talk to him yourself, or we need to call it a night. My feet are killing me and I am soooo hungry." Her friend whined, leaning against the wall and rubbing her heel.

"Ok, ok, I guess we can get going. I don't see him anymore anyway." Kim said begrudgingly. She scanned the club one more time before sighing and collecting her purse. They made their way out of the building and tightened their bodies as the cold air hit them as they embarked outside. 

"It got cold," her friend said, hugging herself as they turned down the sidewalk.

"Anything would feel cold after that club," Kim laughed. "The car's a few blocks away, let's walk faster."

They continued on their way down the street. It was about two city blocks of night clubs, the sidewalk crowded with people either lounging around or emptying out from the clubs. They made their way past the busier area and were just about to turn down onto another street when Kim lost her footing.

"What the hell?" Kim said as she reached out to her friend for stability. She looked down to see what the problem was and was disappointed to see the heel of her shoe dangling from a couple stands of fabric. "Perfect. We still have awhile to go and I either have to walk barefoot or hobble."

"Just take off you shoes," her friend said. "I'm about to take mine off- they are killing me. I'm trying to just make it to the car."

They were standing there only a moment longer when a taxi cab pulled up to them. Kim motioned to shoo them away to let them know they weren't interested, but instead, the back window rolled down and who was it but her sexy stranger.

He peered over the window edge down at her pathetically clad foot and shook his head.

"That's unfortunate," he said before flashing a smile of perfect teeth. 

Kim didn't know what to say and just stared at him. She sort of laughed, but wasn't sure if he was trying to be funny, so it came out as something sounding more like a cough. 

The stranger cocked his head questioningly before opening the taxi door, getting out and holding it open for them.

"I'll give you a lift...wherever you want to go."

"It's actually quicker to walk to our car, too many one way streets-" Kim started to say before her friend slapped her shoulder.

"My feet are killing me! We're only a few blocks away, but I would love to get a lift there." 

Her friend shook free from Kim's hand that had been leaning on her, and she climbed eagerly into the cab.

The stranger smiled, please, and waved his hand in front of the door, welcoming her in. Kim sighed before following her friend in. Her hesitation was not a lack of interest, in fact she was immensely interesting in what was going to be playing out in the next few moments. But, she was also anxious to learn his intentions, and a bit concerned about his excellent timing. But regardless, she couldn't help but be soothed by his deep dark hypnotically beautiful green eyes.

The man sat down next to her and closed the door, a grin on his face. 

"Franklin and West Tupper," Kim advised the driver as his eyes were peering at them from the rear view mirror. The taxi pushed off and slowly eased into the street.

"I'm sorry about your shoe. You looked really good in them, it's a shame." The man said, looking down her exposed thigh, over her knee, and down the curve of her calf.

"I'm James, by the way," he said, holding out his hand.

"Kim," she reciprocated.

Kim turned to her friend who was quickly looking on from the other side of the seat. Kim knew that a few minutes in a moving vehicle and her friend would be dead to the world for the rest of the night. She just preferred that happening in her own car.

"Can I see your shoe?" He asked, stretching out his hand. "I'm pretty handy."

Kim leaned down to ease the shoe off her foot. She handed it to him and smiled as he spent way too much time looking at the point where it was still attached and spending way too much time on a lost cause, no doubt in the interest of impressing her. While he was busy, she started rubbing her bare foot and running the palm of her hand down the side. James's eyes caught her movement and suddenly he wasn't as interested in the shoe anymore.

"It's really much better for your foot if someone else does that for you," he said, his voice sounding sincere, but his eyes twinkling with hidden thoughts.