At the sex club, where my boyfriend and I are members, they’re having a big toga party. Instead of tying a sheet around my body, I bought a short white fluttery wrap dress toga costume held together by gold cords. It barely covered my butt, had a plunging neckline which showed plenty of cleavage and didn’t allow the use of a bra. One wrong move and my boobs will spill out. With my blonde hair pinned up on my head and well-placed tendrils tumbled messily around my face and neck, I looked like a Roman woman ready to play. I had long lost my friend with benefits that I came with and after fucking a gladiator, I decided to look for him in the Caligula room down in the club’s sex dungeon. I made my way through the toga dressed crowd doing outrageous things in the finished basement sex room and ended up at the bar to get a drink. It was then that my eyes locked onto the eyes of a tall tanned woman with cascading brunette hair. Our eyes stayed locked upon each other. She was exquisitely beautiful in her toga made from a wrapped sheet draped over one shoulder. She began to walk towards me in a cat like prowl. Our eyes remained locked upon each other and I stood there until she was right in front of me.
“Hi,” she said.
“Hi.”
“Can I buy you a drink?”
“Sure.”
The bartender stopped before us.
My new friend said, “I’ll have a tequila and a water. And you?”
“Vodka soda with a twist of lime.
As she set about getting us drinks, my new friend said, “I’m Lydia.”
“Nikki.”
“Very nice to meet you, Nikki.” She gazed at me and purred, “You have gorgeous eyes.”
“You have gorgeous everything,” I replied looking her up and down.
Her eyes were so green and pretty, as green as a summer pond.
“Are you here alone?” she asked.
“No. I came with a guy but we got separated and I haven’t seen him since.”
“He’s probably upstairs fucking.”
“Probably. And you? Are you alone?”
“No. My husband is here. He’s the emperor.” My mouth dropped open. One of the rules tonight was that you had to do whatever the crowned Emperor or Empress said. He’d propositioned me after making me fetch him some wine. He chose some other girl suck his dick as he sat on a throne watching the gladiators fight.
I asked, “Your husband is the emperor?”
She nodded before sipping from her bottled water. “His ego is going to be out of control for days. He’s going to be hell to live with.”
“He, uh, asked me to join you two upstairs.”
Her eyebrows flew up in surprise. “He did?”
“Yeah.”
“Well, we do have the same taste in women.”
So I wasn’t misreading her. She wants to be more than friends. I’ve never had sex with a woman but there’s always a first time and I wanted to her.
It’s like she read my mind when she said, “Why don’t we find a seat.”
“Okay,” I lamely replied.
Her soft hand took mine again and she led me as we weaved through the crowd, past a girl getting banged on the pool table until we found a cozy couch for two in a dark corner with a view of everything. We had a seat and upon nudging aside the basket of condoms, lube and a vibrator beside a bowl of grapes on a coffee table, we set down our drinks and settled back. I was comfortable with Lydia, no longer nervous or timid. Tonight, I am a debauched Roman woman, fucked by both man and beast. Lydia reached for a bunch of grapes and hung it over my mouth. I opened my mouth and crunched down on a few as she smiled. Juice ran from my mouth as I chewed them and she watched me with lusty eyes as I swallowed. It was then that a guy sit across from us. He pulled up his sheet toga to expose his junk. He leered and started to masturbate. Normally, I’d be grossed out and want to kick him in the balls, but here and now, I didn’t care. He was just indulging his kink. My eyes returned to Lydia’s sultry eyes. Her lips slowly leaned towards me. I leaned in and we met in a tender kiss. It turned into another and another, each one hotter and longer than the last. Her lips were so much softer than a man’s; her tongue smaller and delicate as it slurped over mine. My clit jerked with each hot kiss. Her toga pulled open to expose her pretty titty; full, tanned with pale tan lines, upturned and topped with nipples which had hardened into little buds.
She murmured in my ear, “You can put your fingers anywhere.”
Still kissing, I pulled aside her loosely slung sheet and groped her tit, hypnotized by feeling of another woman’s breast. Her skin felt so soft. Her tit was so supple. Having just fucked, I was fully aroused. My breathing had become ragged by the time her arm wrapped around my waist where she pulled me closer to her. I scooted over until our knees mashed against each other. She untied the cord around my waist and flung open my costume. My tits were now out for the whole world to see but I didn’t care. I felt free in the basement warmed by the human heat in this hedonistic orgy of flesh. I leaned back against the plush couch. She gazed at my breasts, taking in my nipples now erect in my coin sized pink areolas. She bent to grab one which she put in her mouth and began sucking. She climbed on top of me and I opened my legs for her to lie between my thighs. My hands ploughed into her lush hair as she suckled me. It all felt so good and I couldn’t imagine it feeling any better, until her hand travelled down and cupped my hot pussy through my wet thong before a finger slid down into my slit to rub inside the goo.
She cooed in my ear, “You’re so wet.”
“You make me that way,” I whispered back.
She made her way on top of me, pushing me back into the plush leather couch. I arched my back and lifted my butt as she pulled my panties down my thighs and off from my legs. She rubbed pussy lips before pushing her fingers further in and rocked them in and out of me. I moaned with unadulterated pleasure, closed my eyes as I gave into her fingering. I had never been diddled by anyone before and it felt amazing. Her fingertips pushed at my now gushy clit until they moved down where she pushed two fingers inside of me and fucked me really fast. I opened my eyes to watch her. Her creamy pointed tits rubbed against my moist chest. She was breathing as heavily as I.
“I want to make you cum,” she breathed in my ear.
Her words made my clit jump. I extended my own hand between our writhing bodies to my clit. Our fingers mingled as I pressed them onto my now fat clit. After only a minute, I could feel a tingling warmth spread in my groin. My legs rubbed against her long legs and I spread my thighs even further as she humped me. I was lost in a dark curtain of her hair, my eyes locked on hers. Little whimpers rolled from my mouth as I ground my pussy against our hands. Damp hair stuck to my forehead and I felt like I couldn’t breathe. Then it happened. I climaxed right there on the couch in a party full of people. I squealed as my pussy shook uncontrollably, twitched and clasped at our fingers within its folds with a sloppy sucking.
“Oh, Ohhhhh!” I groaned aloud as I squeezed my eyes shut.
My back arched as my hips bucked up against her and she held on for the ride. I heard the guy across from us groan loudly. I glanced over to see cum spurting from his cock in his fist. We both smiled at each other and kissed, making out on the couch as a small crowd of men watched, stroking their hard dicks to the girl-on-girl action.
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