My First Nightclub [18F] [FFM] (Part 2 of 2)

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The music was heavy with bass and dark beats. I was more turned on than I ever had been in my entire life with both of their hands on me. I’d only ever had sex with my ex-boyfriend, though it got kinky a few times, and a rebound with one of his teammates, which was really hot. But, I had never imagined doing something quite like this. Being so intimate with a woman was shocking to my body, but it quickly took to the sensations. My body had more than an idea of what it wanted right then, and I knew I was not letting that feeling go until there was cum running down my thighs.

“Wait, what about Sayesha and Jess, they’re goin-” I had started to say they would wonder where we’d gone and might worry, but just then I looked over at them. Sayesha and Jessica were locked in a rather passionate dance. I could see them in the flashes of light, their hands roaming both over and under clothes, and a man was grinding behind each of them. They looked rather occupied themselves, and it quickly stole away any worry I might have had. “Never mind.”

We’d scrambled all at once after that. Ally was holding one hand while the man whose name I didn’t even know held the other and led the way to a quieter corner of the club. Something about not knowing his name made it even more hot. With only a few seats around the back area, it looked like most of the occupants were too drunk to notice much of anything. It was a little easier to hear my own breath, not being so near the speakers.

Once there, he immediately pinned me up against the wall and leaned in. It was still dark, but I got a better look at him then. His hair was dark, slightly curled at the ends as if grown out a little too long. He stood at least five or six inches taller than me, and I was pretty tall with heels on. His eyes looked dark, maybe more brown, I thought. Small laugh lines at the corners. I still wasn’t sure about his age, though.

His moved in closer, hands braced against the wall behind me. When I tipped my head back to look into his eyes, he immediately pressed his lips to mine. It sent electricity through me. I wasn’t expecting it, and my mouth actually whimpered with how much I enjoyed his strong lips on mine, gently probing into my mouth and teasing me with his tongue as I kissed and licked in return. When he finally pulled back, I took in a long overdue breath. I was too stunned to react. I just stood there blinking like a drunken idiot, mouth still half open and wet from that passionate kiss.

“You want this, don’t you, baby? You’re so wet for it.” He was close again, his lips hovering over my ear. I felt myself nod.

“Fuck yes.” I did. So much. “And I’m on the pill,” I blurted out after, just wanting him to know I was safe and hoping for the same. I winced then tried to half-smile it off as just a typical sexy quip when he pulled back and looked at me again. He seemed to know what I meant.

He laughed while nodding, and it was a smooth velvety sound that made my skin tingle even more. Then, he maneuvered behind me again, his big hands hiking up the last of my skirt, closing around the round bubbles of my panty-covered ass and squeezing hard. He released and I felt my cheeks jiggle, then he slapped me, twice, and I jumped each time. It heated my skin like a hot iron had just branded me. I heard Ally giggle then and I turned to see her watching from two steps away to the side. She’d moved one of the lounge chairs away from the wall so there was a wide space behind it.

“Why don’t you lean over here by me,” she said sweetly, climbing onto the seat cushion on her knees and tapping the top of the back seat with her pink fingernails. It would offer us a little bit of cover.

I moved. Leaning down towards her, my back at an angle and my ass perched out, he stepped in close behind. Ally kissed me again. Her soft lips were warm, still sweet, and moist. I felt him tugging my panties down and I moaned with anticipation and wiggled my hips a little as they fell down my legs. He slapped my ass again and it made me moan louder into Ally’s mouth and over her tongue.

She leaned back and I saw her look around us, making sure no one was watching, or caring what we were doing. Her hands slid up and under my shirt again, over my bra, finding the front clasp and releasing it, allowing the weight of my breasts to break past the satin material and fall free under my shirt. Her fingers found a hard nipple and squeezed, making me arch further, just as I felt the tip of his hard cock on my ass.

I turned back to him with how desperate I was, also maybe how drunk, but that was no matter. I wasn’t drunk enough that I didn’t know how much I wanted this, how much this was all affecting me. “Fuck me,” was all I said.

He didn’t waste any time. His fat tip slid up and down a few times, spreading my wet juices all around my labia and swiping at my clit, making my pussy clench with the need for him to drive it inside me. Then, he did. His tip found my entrance and thrust inside, not with heavy force but enough to move my body forward into Ally’s mouth.

I was moaning as she kissed me and rubbed my hard nipples with her fingers, lightly squeezing harder every now and then. I broke the kiss and looked back again, the stimulation of feeling him fill me drawing my every nerve’s attention. He was significant in size, enough to make me feel even more full than I ever had with my boyfriend and fling, pressed so close and feeling him deep in to his balls. My body was screaming, and my mouth was open like I was screaming, though I was silent. Every move felt like a flaming sword inside, stirring every pleasureful nerve.

As he continued, he moved his hips in ways that caused sensations I had never known to rush through me. I felt his thrusts get more amplified. I pushed my ass back against his cock, feeling his hands grip my cheeks. No one was looking, but I wouldn’t have even cared if they did. Part of me wished they would. I even allowed my moans to get louder and louder when his finger found my clit and as his slams inside me went into a rage. I was going to cum, and I started squeezing my pussy.

Ally was caressing my breasts in juxtaposition then, and it all combined made me climb so much higher when I reached the moment. The feather brushes over my sensitive nipples, clit teased, and a hard thick cock slamming into my cunt. I came hard, convulsively hard, but not fast. The shaking started in my pussy and climbed its way up my body and lasted. Into my stomach and spreading out into my extremities, toes curling inside my black pumps braced on the cold cement floor.

It spun through me for what felt like forever. Ally gave me a few soft kisses and an approving moan of her own, my hand falling to her breasts and squeezing them over her soft chenille top. He hadn’t cum yet, still stretching me, still thrusting, just a little more casually as I came to grips with consciousness beyond the peak of my pleasure. He leaned down as he slowed and spoke over my ear.

“So hot. It’s so hot fucking you. Mmm, and I’m not done yet. Are you ready for more, baby?”

“Oh my, fuck, mmm-hmm,” I mumbled with the drunkenness of the trailing orgasmic pleasure and post however many kamikaze shots.

“Your hot little friend here looks like she could use some pleasure too. Maybe you should help her out with that.”

I smiled a little shyly, and a lot knowingly, while sliding my hand under Ally’s skirt then. I slowly moved my fingers beneath her thong in tease, back and forth, then slid inside the entrance of her soft, wet pussy. He watched over my shoulder as he thrust inside me in shorter lengths. She moaned and leaned in, taking my head in her hands like she was wild with the need of what I was doing, moving my finger strategically in and out. Not having done this before, I still certainly knew how I liked it. It all made me so hot again. He began to fuck me harder once again, making my walls squeeze, even nudging into my cervix and nearly making me scream with the burst of pleasure.

I was lost to it. The music faded. Hands were electrified. Breaths were raging from lungs and moans rolled over swollen lips. We were all so far beyond aroused and climax bound. I think we all came at the same time. Ally with my hands up her skirt, two fingers curled and pulsing in her pleasure spot and one brushing her clit as she leaned into me with her hands wrapped tightly around my neck. Me with my pussy already soaked from my first orgasm and clenching over his thick cock into my second, just as I felt his orgasm, and his cum begin to spill. He pulled out, perhaps instinctively or just to be sure, but not before I felt it start to explode inside, causing my orgasm to pinnacle like never before. As I felt his warm cum continue, I cried out loudly with my orgasm being even greater than the last. I was sure a few people nearby had looked over, but I didn’t care.

The bass still rumbled, but it still felt silent in my mind, the rush of blood deafening me to only my wildly beating heart. We all stayed close without moving for a few minutes as we rode out the incredible experience that just was. Contemplating exactly what it was that we just did. At least, I did. Maybe they just stayed with the numb of *holy fuck* and nothing else. I, however, had somehow become so much more sober. With every drop of cum now on my ass, pussy and lower thighs, dripping down between my legs, and my fingers soaked from being between Ally’s legs, it was all very clear. It was so dirty, so naughty.

We parted soon after as some of the sobriety settled. He was nice, offered us both another drink, asked if I needed a ride home later. But, I just thanked him and said it was a girl’s night. I clasped my bra, lifted my panties over my pleasure-soaked cunt, straightened my skirt, and shared another passionate kiss with him. It was a little less lustful as the last but still electric, and I typed my number into his phone, only then sharing my name. I didn’t bother to ask him his. I’d find out if he ever called me. Ally kissed his cheek and offered a wink which he returned, like they’d shared some secret master plan and saw it to satisfaction, and then we sauntered back to Sayesha and Jessica.

Still dancing, they both looked like they were starting to get as heated as we had just been. Jessica’s head back on Sayesha’s shoulder just behind. They turned to face each other and kiss periodically as they dipped and swayed, with a hand somewhere below the waistband of Jessica’s short shorts.

Ally and I shared a similar smile as we joined them on the dance floor once again. The night wasn’t over yet. We were young and wild and full of sexual energy. Anything could happen, and it did.

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