by Mia Moore
Thank God, a slow song was playing. Her first erotic dance wouldn’t have her tits flying out of the holster as her ass jiggled.
At the center of the dance floor, Sherri turned, and reached out, putting her hands around Erica’s waist and pulled their groins together. They locked eyes and their hands cupped each other’s asses as they danced, slowly grinding their pelvis’ against each other. She had been wet before, almost to the point of orgasm. Now, moving against Sherri, her clit throbbed. Her hand rose to Sherri’s bra and squeezed her breast before pulling it from the bra and playing with her nipple. What would that feel like in her mouth?
She leaned close to Sherri and kissed her lips, then her chin, neck and yes…finally that hard nipple in her fingers. Her tongue swirled over the pebbly surface and across the tip. Sherri’s hands were in her hair, holding her head to her breast for a few moments.
Fingers pulled her head up and her lips once more met Sherri’s in a long, deep, sensuous kiss. Sherri’s hands were on her breasts and she broke off the kiss. Did she just wink at her? What was she up to?
Sherri’s body slid gracefully downward, rubbing along hers, until she was kneeling on the floor in front of Erica, her face level with her crotch. When Sherri’s finger’s slid the G string fabric to the side and she leaned forward to kiss Erica’s pussy lips, she gasped and looked at the ceiling. The music was a primal beat in tune with her heart and Sherri’s tongue. It was the first time a woman had ever licked her pussy and it was heaven.
She sensed the presence of people gathered at the periphery of the dance floor, watching Sherri kiss and adore her pussy. She opened her legs wider, arching her pelvis, opening herself to Sherri’s tongue. The sensation on her clit was perfect--a vibrator wouldn’t be able to match it. Her breathing had become a pant as her head fell forward watching Sherri. She was clutching Sherri’s head. Pulling her mouth harder to her pussy, her hips pumping into her.
A woman’s going down on me! On a dance floor! With a crowd watching! The wanton depravity of it all pushed her over the edge.
“Oh…oh…yes, right there.” She moaned as Sherri brought her to orgasm with her tongue. There was nothing but her tongue licking and sucking her clit for what seemed like an eternity as she closed her eyes. Her legs quivered as jolts of pleasure shot through her. A few final thrusts and Sherri drew back and looked up at her, licking her lips.
Her legs had turned to jelly, weak now from standing while she came. It was a good thing Richard appeared and put his arm around her. She opened her eyes to see about a dozen people standing around the dance floor, smiling silently. They had as good a time watching as she had having this experience.
Chapter 6
Erica looked into Sherri’s smiling blue eyes just before their lips met with a touch as soft as down. Richard’s arm circled Sherri’s shoulder, holding the two women in his embrace. It struck Erica as a loving, tender moment between people who had just shared an intimate act. Whatever animosity she had felt earlier towards Sherri was washed away. It was the first time she had experienced an orgasm from a woman’s touch and it was awesome. Yes, having sex with Richard would be great but Sherri would definitely have to be part of that.
“Why don’t we go back to the table and have a drink to give you a chance to catch your breath.” Sherri’s voice was low, her breath warm on Erica’s ear.
Her stomach dropped as she realized that they wouldn’t be continuing, but she smiled. Of course she was right. As horny as she was for more, it would be better to take a break. “That was fantastic. Yeah, I could use a drink but we HAVE to do this again, except it’s my turn with you.” She let herself be led back to the table by the attractive older couple. Oh shit! I’m going to go down on a woman! Double shit! I can’t wait!
“Absolutely. Richard loves watching that.” Sherri sat down and patted the chair beside her, inviting Erica to sit next to her while Richard made his way to the bar.
“You two were sexy.”
Erica turned her head and smiled at Carol who was grinning like a Cheshire cat. Beside her, Carol’s husband was smiling, his eyes roaming from Sherri to Erica.
“Tim, you look like you didn’t mind watching either. Guys are so ga-ga when two women make out. Why is that?” Once more Sherri had come to the rescue. Now she knew the names of two of the people at the table.
“That’s a good question. Why is that, Hal?” The attractive red haired woman with the short bobbed hair turned to look at her husband, her eyebrows high on her forehead.
The dark haired, man looked around the table before he answered. “I don’t know…maybe it’s all those woman curves and seeing their faces when they get so aroused.” He looked at Tim and then Richard who appeared with fresh drinks. “Help me out here, guys. I’m drowning.”
Tim jumped in to help his buddy out. “It’s watching women do to each other what they really like. Seeing their bodies get so aroused…it’s mesmerizing. I never get tired of seeing it.”
“But does that turn you on more than watching a guy and a woman fucking?” Erica spoke up, glancing from one man to the other.
“Speaking for myself, I’d have to say it’s close, but girl on girl is better to watch. Especially if one of them is my wife.” Richard took a seat across from her and grinned.
“Yes, I’d agree, especially if it’s me.” Sherri laughed and patted Richard’s hand. “Do you mind if others watch when we go to the next room to play, my dear?” She turned her head to face Erica.
“Not at all. It was great on the dance floor.” She looked at Carol and the red haired woman. “It’s my first time here. I’m not sure about being with more than one couple tonight. Maybe next time…”
“As long as we can watch, we’re good. We’ll get adjoining areas and if you change your mind, that’s cool too.” Carol spoke up for the other couples.
Erica took a long sip of the gin and tonic. These people were actually pretty nice to be with. What was really different about being here as opposed to a regular bar was the acceptance and agreement that the evening would end with sex—without the jealousy and drama. These women could share their husbands with her and be in no way threatened by that. And yet, these same women in a regular bar would probably hate their husbands even looking at a single woman. Well, maybe not these women, but still… The paradox was compelling.
The other two couples rose to their feet.
“We’ll see if there are two adjoining areas and save one for you. See you over there.” Carol gave a flutter of her fingers and smiled.
The gin was having the effect that it was well known for, warming the spot between her legs despite the mind blowing orgasm Sherri had given her. She looked at Richard. The orgasm with Sherri had been great but there was nothing better than having a man inside you when it happened.
“I can see you two are as anxious to go to the next room as I am. Let’s go.” Sherri stood up and gestured for Erica and Richard to follow her.
Chapter 7
They went through a thick door into the second area of the club, muting the dance floor’s music. The play area was quiet and dimly lit after being in the bar area. There were only the sounds of soft moans, and breathing as Erica followed Sherri. When her eyes adjusted to the soft, rosy lighting, there was a young couple in the centre of the room on a round bed. She was straddling his hips, rocking back and forth on his cock. His hands were grasping her breasts and her head was thrown back, lips parted. Erica smiled—that would be HER soon enough!
Along the sides of the room were curtained areas, some parted to reveal couples inside, in various lovemaking positions. One was tiered with six people inside. Stroking and fondling, fucking, sucking—they were doing it all.
Sherri stopped in front of one curtain and Erica could see Carol’s head for a moment before she disappeared into the bed area next to theirs. This was it. Sherri was already removing her bra and panties while the jingle of Richard’s belt buckle and swish of clothing could be heard behind her. Sherri’s
hands were now on her shoulders pulling her forward and then undoing her bra and pushing at the string of her panties.
She watched Sherri take her bra and slip behind the curtain onto the bed. When she parted the light fabric to join her, Sherri was leaning back against the far wall, her legs spread, smiling a naked invitation. Erica knee-walked towards her and kissed her, running her long fingers through Sherri’s blond hair. With her large breasts topped by hard button nipples and smooth tummy, Sherri looked like a sex goddess. Erica’s hands cupped her breasts and played with her nipples as she kissed her, relishing Sherri’s sigh and intake of breath at her touch.
The mattress depressed at the foot of the bed as Richard joined them.
Her mouth trailed kisses over Sherri’s neck and down to her tits. God, Sherri was scraping her fingernail along her own nipples causing a flutter in her clit. Her mouth closed on the rouged nipple and her tongue flicked quickly over the pebbly surface. Hands clutched her head, holding her mouth tight against Sherri’s nipple.
Erica slid her hand over the slightly rounded mound of Sherri’s tummy and then lower, to her mons. The only other pussy she had ever touched was her own. Would she be able to make Sherri come? Her index finger ran softly over Sherri’s pussy lips and lower to her wet opening. She pushed it in a little, wetting her finger and separating Sherri’s lips. Her skin was satiny and moist as Erica’s finger slid slowly up, between the swollen folds to the bud of Sherri’s clit. Sherri gasped and pushed her pelvis harder onto Erica’s finger.
Slowly with a light pressure, her finger rubbed and circled Sherri’s clit, causing her to moan with pleasure. If she kept this up, she could make Sherri orgasm just with her finger. But that wasn’t what she wanted. What would another woman taste and smell like?
Her mouth left Sherri’s nipple and trailed over her tummy, lower and lower. She moved to the side and down so that she was kneeling between her legs, her mouth a couple of inches from Sherri’s clit. From the corner of her eyes, she could see Richard watching her as he slowly stroked his cock. Oh God. It was a nice big juicy cock that made her wet at the thought of it deep inside her.
She bent her head lower and placed the tip of her tongue on Sherri’s clit. She was sweet tasting with a hint of perfumed musk—delicious. Her mouth closed on the firm clit, sucking it in like a miniature dick for her tongue to lick. When she touched the underside Sherri moaned and squirmed. Ahh…that was the spot. She licked Sherri with passion, increasing the speed. Sherri was close. Her hands were pressing Erica’s head into her as her pelvis humped upward against the twirling tongue.
Erica slid her fingers inside Sherri’s opening and pumped in and out, catching the rhythm of Sherri’s gyrations. There was a long hiss and Sherri’s legs began to quiver.
“Yes…there. Keep licking…” Sherri groaned and fell limp against the bed.
Erica’s cheeks and mouth were wet from Sherri’s orgasm. Before she had a chance to dry her mouth with her hand, Richard had moved and was now kissing her. His hands were on her breasts, tweaking her nipple between his thumb and forefinger, sending a thrill to her wet pussy
Erica slid her hands down his back and across his hip. Oh God, yes, he was big and drizzling pre-cum from the large bulbous head of his cock. Slowly she massaged it, pulling him towards her until the tip rested against her pussy. Sherri sat up and eased over on the bed to make room for them.
His arm circled her body and he lifted her while maneuvering her to lie back on the bed. Her eyes glanced to the bed area next to them. Tim and the red haired woman were watching her as their partners pleasured them.
Now Richard was above her, holding his weight on his elbow as his knee pushed her legs apart. Erica reached down and held his rock hard cock, guiding it to her opening. With delicious slowness Richard pressed into her until his smooth shaven groin was against her pussy. When he pushed deeper, the movement against her clit left her craving more. It had been too long since she’d felt this fullness in her cunt and a man pressed against her clit.
He pulled all the way out leaving emptiness, before pumping into her once more. She was so wet there was no resistance. He was driving her crazy pulling all of the way out like that. The coolness of his wet cock when it entered her was a new sensation. She could feel every centimeter of his cock from the thick head to the even thicker base as he entered her with a sweet, agonizing slowness.
Sherri moved to lie next to her, kissing her while her hand slid down, her finger inserting itself between Richard and Erica. Richard’s movements quickened, his breathing was faster now, like hers. Sherri’s finger rubbing her clit as Richard drove into her, was making her hips pump up to meet his thrusts. Oh God, for this to last forever, the sensation was so good. The only thing in her mind and body was this man’s cock fucking her like a jackhammer, his eyes half closed in pleasure watching her. She broke off from Sherri’s mouth and moaned. Waves of pleasure overcame her body which had become taut, quivering, clutching his cock with her muscles.
Sherri lifted her hand from between her legs and touched Richard’s tummy. This must have been some sort of signal between them because he withdrew from her and moved closer to Sherri. Erica watched as Sherri rolled onto her side and raised her foot to Richard’s shoulder, opening herself for him. Holding his turgid cock in his hand he knelt, straddling her other leg between his knees and guiding himself to her pussy.
This was a position that Erica had never tried before, even with Mike and they had done some crazy positions. From the look on Sherri’s face when he entered her, it must have been intense. She watched them for a few moments and then rose on her knees to kiss Richard. She cupped his balls with her hand and touched the base of his cock as it drove into Sherri. Breaking off the kiss, she looked at Sherri being fucked by this gorgeous man. Sherri’s large breasts shimmered each time Richard slammed himself into her.
From the way Sherri was breathing, she looked like she was about to come. Erica put her other hand on Sherri’s pussy, her finger seeking the hard little clit. When Sherri had played with her pussy while Richard fucked her, it had been really hot. She’d do the same for Sherri. Her finger rubbed Sherri’s clit with a soft intensity, determined to make her come. Richard’s balls in her other hand had tightened, so it wouldn’t be long before he exploded in orgasm.
Sherri was moaning unintelligible words, her eyes closed and hips rocking into Erica’s hand – or was it Richard pounding her harder into her finger? She smiled, watching the two people come almost at the same time. It was hard to believe that she’d just met them tonight and was so happy to see their ecstasy.
Chapter 8
Now it was their turn to watch the other bed area. Richard sat next to Sherri, his hands stroking along her leg absently while Erica sat on the other side of her.
“I’ve only ever seen Tim come when he’s getting a blowjob. He could fuck all night and never come. But when someone sucks him, he can hardly control himself.” Sherri turned her head and whispered in Erica’s ear.
Erica smiled, looking at the red haired woman giving Tim head. “What IS her name? I’m sorry, I’m not great with names but I never forget a face.” She murmured softly to Sherri.
“Tanya. She’s insatiable, the lucky slut. I have to take a few minutes until I can orgasm a second time. Not her. She’s like the Energizer Bunny, just keeps coming and coming and coming.”
Carol was on her hands and knees while Hal fucked her doggy style, his fingers clutching her ass to hold her still. His thighs hitting the back of hers made a fast slapping sound as he pumped quickly into her pussy. Watching the other two couples was making her horny again. Maybe she shouldn’t have been so quick to turn down the chance to play with them.
As if he read her mind, Richard got to his knees and climbed past Sherri, to kneel in front of her. He smiled at her and gently pushed her shoulders so that she lay on the bed. His hands went under her ass and lifted her to his mouth. He guided her legs onto his shoulders and planted soft kisses on her
pussy lips before his tongue licked between them.
“Ahhh…” Erica sighed when his tongue teased and circled her clit. His whiskers were scratchy on the soft flesh of her inner thighs, but that only made her want more.
Sherri had moved and was stroking Richard’s cock as he licked Erica. Erica lifted her torso, holding her weight on her elbows. She could watch Richard go down on her, Sherri fondling his cock and the other two couples as she was being pleasured. His fingers slid inside her, pressing up towards her pubic bone. This was embarrassing but it felt like she had to pee.
“Richard….” Her voice was a whisper.
As if he hadn’t heard her, he drew her clit into his mouth and flicked it with his tongue alternating with sucking it.
Erica squirmed away from his touch and once more whispered his name.
Sherri moved to kneel next to her and played with her nipple. “Have you ever had a G spot orgasm?” Her eyes sparkled as she asked this.
“I don’t think so. What’s it like?” She would just have to wait to go to the ladies room, even though the pressure was building.
“At first it feels like you have to pee. The trick is to relax and let go. Close your eyes. You’re going to be really wet but it’s not pee. It’s your ejaculate and you may even squirt.” Sherri now had both hands on her tits, playing with the nipples.
Erica closed her eyes. Richard had the fingers of one hand inside her, filling her and continuing the upward pressure. The sensation inside her was intense and his mouth on her clit was driving her wild. The bed was covered with vinyl so if anything came out, it wouldn’t matter, and Richard seemed intent on giving her this experience. She squeezed her muscles tight on his fingers and then let go of the tension.
