by D. L. Savage
“Don’t wait up now!” Jill teased, leaning in to give Stephen a final quick kiss on the lips before we headed out the door, our taxi already idling in the street outside their apartment.
As Stephen grabbed her waist and kissed her right back, his big strong hands slipping up and down her toned frame, his mouth urgently pressing against Jill’s, his fingers beginning to cup her smooth round buttocks, so visible beneath her flimsy outfit, I wrestled once more with my envy, forcing myself to look away.
“Okay, let’s go!” Jill said, breathily, once they were finally finished smooching. I could tell from the tremble in her voice that the kiss had really turned her on. Truth was, it had got me wet, and I’d only been on the sidelines!
And then, with a final wave goodbye to Stephen, we began our girly night out on the town …
* * *
The first place Jill took me to was a busy, bustling cocktail bar right in the heart of the city; that was where she’d arranged to meet Nancy, the birthday girl, and all her other friends, too – an interesting mixture of old college buddies and work colleagues, all female, all done up to the nines in sexy alluring make up and incredibly tight, revealing clothing, just like me.
As we laughed and giggled, sipping away from a selection of big sticky blue cocktails, snuggled away at a plush corner booth in the heaving bar, I savored the feeling of finally belonging somewhere, here amongst this incredibly glitzy and sexy set of hot young women. I looked around me at their beautiful faces, their immaculately applied make up, their shiny glossy hair and perfect toned figures, and I just couldn’t quite believe that I was now one of them, too!
Jill had introduced me to the group as an ‘old school friend’, shooting me a cheeky little wink when she was sure no one else was looking at us.
The girls all asked me friendly, inquisitive questions, about my current life, my job, and most importantly whether or not I had a boyfriend.
I shook my head, feeling myself blush a little.
“Come on, there must be someone you like,” Nancy teased, when she could see I was squirming a little in my seat.
“Leave me alone,” I giggled back, feeling the warm blush increase across my cheeks, hoping to God that Jill didn’t suspect it was her boyfriend I was crushing so hard on …
But luckily, the conversation soon turned to more general matters, although it remained on the subject of ‘men’.
First Nancy began complaining about the size of her previous boyfriend’s package — it had been absolutely tiny, she said.
At this, I wondered just what ‘tiny’ was; was it like my old dick, perhaps? Five inches or so? Or even smaller still?
“I could barely even feel it in my pussy!” she continued, and all the other girls laughed and giggled, myself included.
The thought of the one dick I’d had any experience with — that big old cock from the gloryhole — once more flashed through my mind, and with it came another sweet pang of lusty regret that I hadn’t at least sucked on it a little before it squirted its load …
“Well, I certainly don’t have that trouble!” Jill proclaimed proudly. “Stephen’s pretty … well endowed, if you girls know what I mean!”
“Jill!” Nancy giggled, slapping her gently on the arm. “I’m not gonna be able to look at him without blushing now, the next time I meet him!”
The thought of Stephen’s dick caused another intense shiver of horniness to run right through me. I could feel my pussy throbbing and tingling beneath my tight little panties as I tried to get the image of it out of my head.
“Man, with my bad luck, I’m thinking of turning to girls!” another voice at the table, Louise, proclaimed. “You ever done anything with a girl, Jill?”
At this, I noticed Jill’s eyes flit quickly across to mine, catching me sharply in her gaze for a moment, a naughty half-smile flickering across her full lips. She was obviously remembering our little moment in the fitting rooms, I realized; the frisson that had occurred between us, just a few short days ago.
“Not really …” she murmured, still keeping me locked in her sultry, sexy gaze. “But I wouldn’t rule the possibility out completely ... If the opportunity ever arose.”
“You’re such a slut!” Louise chimed.
“Hey!” Jill giggled back. “That’s not true! I’ve been completely faithful to Stephen so far, you know!”
I took another big gulp of my cocktail, once more fighting back my own private jealousies.
“Say,” said Nancy, finishing the last few inches of her drink, “there’s a ladies’ night on at Rio’s. I hear they’ve got a male stripper and everything. You girls fancy it? It’s been quite a while since I’ve had a nice big juicy cock swinging around near my face!”
At this, the whole table erupted in cackles of bawdy laughter and I didn’t know whether Nancy was only joking or not. Secretly, deep down, I felt my stomach twist up in a knot of excitement and anticipation, hoping that perhaps she was actually being serious for once.
“That actually sounds good to me!” I chipped in, feeling another shy blush creep across my cheeks as the whole table turned to look at me in open-mouthed astonishment.
“Lucy!” Jill said, gob-smacked.
“I was only joking …” Nancy said, “but I guess we could go, if you ladies wanted to. Shall we take a vote on it? All those that actually want to go to Rio’s, raise your hands.”
Nervously I raised my hand, hoping beyond hope that I wasn’t the only one with dick on her mind.
I looked timidly around the group.
Slowly but surely, cheeky, naughty smiles spread across their pretty faces one by one, as every last one of them — even Jill — raised their hands, too …
* * *
Rio’s was thick with dry ice and noisy with the screams and laughter of the many other groups of women, even wilder and drunker than our little party. The music was ear-splittingly loud and the disco lights flashed and strobed in a neon rainbow of colors.
After we’d checked in our coats and took a seat at our table, we looked around at each other, and I could tell that a few of the other girls were wondering if perhaps we’d made the a mistake in coming here. But Nancy – the birthday girl after all – seemed to be enjoying herself, laughing and singing along to the music and slamming her hand on the table, demanding that the handsome young server bring us a cocktail menu, and that was the main thing: that she was having a good time. And I for one, was also glad we’d come!
We all ordered the biggest, strongest cocktails on the menu, and just as they arrived, the music fell silent and a deep male voice came crackling over the speaker system.
“Good evening, ladies!” the corny, radio-announcer style voice said, and the groups of girls all around us squealed and cheered and clapped, then fell silent in anticipation. “I hope you’re in the mood for some flesh?”
Again the room erupted in anticipatory screams.
“Because have we got some guys for you this evening! I’d like you to welcome to the stage, our first guys of the evening. He’s ready to put out any fire … That’s right, give a big, hot, Rio’s welcome to … Lucas!”
A dazzling spotlight lit the center of the stage in front of us, and into the bright white beam stepped a guy dressed in head-to-toe firefighter’s gear, including a shiny yellow helmet and braces.
A pumping dance track blared out from the stereo and the girls all began clapping along as Lucas began to dance, thrusting his hips lustily at the sea of screaming, squealing girls in front of him. He plucked off his firefighter’s helmet, and as the spotlight hit his face, I noticed with a jolt of surprise that he was incredibly handsome: dark and chiseled and tanned, his big brown eyes burning with an animal intensity as he began popping open the buttons of his jacket to reveal the taught, tanned, sculpted flesh of his shoulders and chest beneath.
I felt a tingle, deep in my panties. I looked around at our group for a moment and they all had their eyes fixed on the stage, their mouths hanging open in a
mixture of shock, excitement and pure lust, even Jill.
I felt my own heart drumming hard in my chest as I too turned my gaze back to the stage, wondering just how far Lucas’s little show would really go. Was Nancy only joking about his dick swinging in her face? Already he’d taken off his jacket and flung it to one side, his bronzed upper body huge and muscular, glittering with beads of sweat as he danced sexily, running his own hands over his perfectly toned pecs and six-pack abs.
I felt my stomach flip with a silly, girly excitement as, up on stage, Lucas unhooked his braces and kicked off his big fireman’s boots, and as if I was hypnotized, I felt myself begin to clap along with the beat as he teased us further, letting his pants drop a little way then pulling them back up again, giving us the briefest flash of his bulging package suspended in his briefs. He was just as hot as Stephen, I thought … perhaps even more so ... and I felt myself squealing along with each new inch of flesh he revealed.
Finally he whipped his pants off completely, uncovering his sculpted, muscular legs and, most importantly, the tightest, skimpiest pair of shiny red briefs that left absolutely nothing to the imagination. As he continued to dance, the bulge of his large cock and balls swung enticingly between his muscular legs, and I felt another jolt of excitement in my stomach. I could feel my breath getting heavy now, his dancing causing my nipples to stiffen and press at the flimsy fabric of my dress as I kept my eyes fixed firmly on his perfect young body.
And then he did something that caused a fresh shiver to run through me, so intense it was almost like a mini orgasm: he ran hand down his rock hard abs, slipped it into his tight red briefs, then scooped out his thick cock and balls, tugging at his already stiffening dick, waving it and swinging it deliciously at the screaming crowd.
And on our own table, Nancy and Jill and the rest of the girls all screamed and cheered too, like this was just a normal, everyday occurrence! I screamed too, the anticipation building in my tummy as I wondered just how much further this little show could possibly go.
I just couldn’t take my eyes off him.
He stepped out of his briefs - he was completely nude now - and then picked up a bottle of lotion from the side of the stage and began pouring it over his athletic, godlike body. He shone and sparkled beneath the stage lights, his full, thick cock now rock hard and jutting away from his body, a slight upward curve to the shaft, the balls tight and hairless beneath, his pubic hair cropped and trimmed into a dark little triangular patch above.
“Okay, ladies!” the announcer’s voice cut in again, “Who wants a little taste of our firefighter, Lucas?”
And as the girls in the club erupted in a fresh wave of screams, Lucas stepped off the stage, and began walking around the tables, offering his perfect body up to the cheering, clapping groups.
At first, I couldn’t quite work out what was happening. Our table was right near the back and I found myself rising up and lifting myself out of my chair to see what was going on. Then I realized. There was Lucas, standing in front of a group of eager girls, all running their hands up and down his glistening body, any way they wanted, and while all this was happening, I saw the bobbing blonde head of a girl, down there by his cock.
She was actually sucking it, I realized, right in front of everyone!
My stomach flipped with a mixture of shock and excitement. I just couldn’t get over what I was seeing. My heart was absolutely pounding now and I watched, transfixed, as Lucas began making his way round all the tables in the club, at each one stopping for a few minutes, letting the eager groups of women explore his body with their hands ... and their mouths.
Wow, okay, I thought. Was this what really happened behind closed doors on ladies’ nights then? All those bachelorette parties, all those groups of drunk giggling girls that I used to see passing me on the sidewalk, back when I was just a guy, was this how they really behaved when there were no men around?
As he began to approach our table, I took another big gulp of my strong blue cocktail. Then he stepped up to our table, his beautiful, toned body only inches away from me, his thick cock still rock-hard and glistening. It was almost as big as the one from the gloryhole; but it seemed even prettier, even more perfectly formed. I just couldn’t keep my eyes off it. I have to say, it looked absolutely delicious.
With surprise I watched Nancy begin to run her hands eagerly over his body, exploring his pecs and biceps and abs. He danced sensuously in front of us, thrusting his cock so it swung in enticing little circles, the lotion shiny on his lightly tanned skin, his nipples two small dark perfect circles on his chest, his brown eyes burning down at us as he moved his body.
And then suddenly, just like that, Nancy was out of her seat, leaning forward, grasping the shaft of his cock with her hand and bringing her hungry mouth towards it. As she outstretched her tongue and slapped the head of his cock roughly against it, miming the kind of actions a pornstar might do, our group all erupted in squeals of laughter. Well, everyone except me that was.
I was still dumbstruck with shock.
Was this really okay?
Was this allowed?
Nancy had her eyes shut in ecstasy now as she devoured his cock, bobbing her head eagerly in time to the pumping beat of the music. Then Lucas pulled himself away and turned his hips, taking a few steps over to my end of the table. He stopped in front of Jill, offering his rock-hard swollen dick first to her, but she smiled and shook her head, licking her lips as she looked at it, obviously wanting to take a taste of his cock, but knowing that she had to stay faithful to Stephen, especially in front of all these witnesses.
And then, just like that, he moved in front of me, his beautiful body just inches my face, right near his abs.
“Go on!” Nancy screamed, “Do it! Suck him!”
Jill nudged me in the ribs too, and I felt her firm hand pushing my head forwards and down, until my nervous lips were brushing nervously against his stomach, and the hot head of his cock was touching lightly against my cleavage. I pulled myself away from him, looking up for a moment at his face. He smiled down at me, his eyes still burning and then, like someone hypnotized, I felt my hand moving towards his body.
His chest, when I touched it, was hot and slick and rock solid. I ran my trembling fingers down his muscles, feeling the beautiful definition of his abs, then the course roughness of his trimmed pubic hair. The group erupted in screams of laughter as my hand finally clasped firmly around his cock, feeling its tremendous, silky girth as I began to softly jerk it.
I couldn’t believe I was really doing this; being so brazen and slutty, in front of a whole room full of giggling screaming girls, clapping and egging me on.
Lucas thrust himself towards me, and for a moment I lost complete control of myself. It was like the whole noise of the club melted away, and I was just left alone with this perfect hunk, in my own, secret, private fantasy world. I was unable to keep my lusty desires in check any longer …
I leant forward, closing my eyes, and took his hot thick cock fully into my eager mouth.
I felt the head of it pulse softly against my tongue as I pumped my hand up and down his thick, curved shaft, and I could feel my own pussy throbbing beneath my tiny g-string, too, as I spread my legs wide, my silky dress riding up around the tops of my thighs as I leant forward in my seat, lost in the moment, sucking this beautiful cock and wanting nothing more than to feel it swell and pulse and spurt in my mouth.
Then, just like that, I came crashing back to reality.
I had absolutely no idea how long I’d been sucking on him — it could have been a second; it could have been a minute or two — but all of a sudden I realized with pang of shock exactly what I was up to. I was sucking off a complete stranger, in front of a whole crowded nightclub of people!
“Holy shit!” Nancy screamed as I pulled myself away, embarrassed, feeling my cheeks flush and burn with shame, wondering what in the world my new girly friends might think of me now.
Before he left, Lucas lean
t down like he was going to kiss me on the cheek. It caught me by surprise when he whispered in my ear, “That was hot, baby. If you wanna take things further, I’ll be in my dressing room … Third door on the left past the johns.”
Then like that he was gone, running back up to the stage, the sweat and oil glittering on his body.
“Okay, girls, give him a big round of applause!” the announcer shouted. “Lucas!”
And he bowed and grinned before wrapping a towel around his waist, his cock still hard beneath it as he bounded off the stage in the direction of the toilets and dressing rooms behind us.
“Holy shit, Lucy!” Jill screamed, grinning at me. “I wasn’t expecting that!”
I laughed nervously, unable to meet her eye, feeling my cheeks burning. I could feel the whole group staring at me in disbelief. To them, I’d seemed so shy and conservative up until now, and what I’d done was so completely out of character.
“I need the bathroom, I’ll be back in a moment,” I said, pushing myself up out of my seat.
“Want me to come too?” Jill asked, but I shook my head firmly.
“I just need a moment to myself,” I mumbled as I walked unsteadily away from the table, my head still spinning, my whirling mind playing back over what had just happen, the memory of that perfect cock throbbing in my mouth now burnt into my horny brain, the delicious feel of my throbbing pussy, so wet and slick between my legs.
I passed the door to the ladies’ toilets and carried on, further down the dark smoky corridor, towards his dressing room ...
* * *
I timidly knocked on the door and when there was no answer, I wondered for a moment if I was making a huge mistake — if I was somehow embarrassing myself further. Had I perhaps imagined our little exchange? Was my horniness getting the better of me, clouding my mind? But even with all these doubts and hesitations swirling around my mind, I felt myself reaching out for the handle to the dressing room with a trembling hand and the door came open.
