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You always jump to conclusions when what I have in my amazing mind could quite simply sort out your money problems, and social life,” she quipped before laughing. The client can’t touch and it’s the rules, agreed upon before the meeting even takes place. Trust me, Tee, I’m a part of that world and know it like the back of my hand. All you have to do is sit and watch.” Mona said, already stepping from her seat to embrace her client. I gawked at her and she just laughed, little did she know her client was the star of my wet dream and the reason I looked like crap.
When Edie and Janine finally found their way into the dingy kitchen, at the back of the house, where all the alcohol was and where they could drop off the bottle they’d brought with them, what waiting for them was a real disappointment after the quite decent skank. Janine smiled conspiratorially, as Edie took her metal-bangled wrist in her hand and dragged her out of the kitchen, past the temptations of another roving joint, into the main room where the music was coming from. Janine took Edie’s face in her hands and pushed it to her lips, her tongue slotted into Edie’s mouth, and for a few ecstatic, liquid moments, the two of them kissed fully and slobberily, as the beat pushed up and up into the pit of their stomachs, finally, building up enough tension to push the two girls apart.
Slowly I start to move the swing back and forth when she breaks the kiss running her lips along my jawline and to my ear nipping the lobe and grabs my hair digging her nails into my scalp. Her hand moves back up, pushing my now soaked hair out of my face sliding back around grabbing a fist full, pulling my head back whispering in my ear, "Remember how they taught us to pump our legs?" I swing up watching her face against the stormy background; she bites her lip as her hand reaches for my shirt grabbing the fabric and skin as she digs her nails in.
As Ronnie was swaying around I could not help but stare at the way her tight blue dress was clinging to the curves on her body and how her high heels made her legs look like they were a mile long. I pushed Ronnie up against the door; we just stared into each other’s eyes, breathing deeply. Her hands gripped my hair, my hands running all over her body, feeling her breasts and tight stomach. When I opened the door and was about to walk out of the bathroom Ronnie pulled me back slightly and whispered in my ear, “Just so you know, when we get the club, it’s your turn.”
I’m going to take you next week but we will wear loose fitting clothes!) While we were waiting for the waiter, Jennie asks me if I had done anything wild on a date before. I was trying to think how I would even manage to do that in that dress, when Jennie sat back and started to wiggle her hips. After doing our business, we were standing at the sink, checking our makeup and talking about how having no panties on was kind of liberating, when Jennie walks over to the stalls and starts to push on the doors. I let out soft moans as she started to softly kiss my chest and then down to my left breast.
You smiled lightly, your hand deftly sneaking up over her barely clad tummy, the silky material slipping over her brown skin with ease, her muscles rippling as she lowered her body to the floor in time with the beat, gracefully rising. You strode forward, and clasped your hands possessively around her waist, your bodies moving together, your crotch thrusting frantically at the curve of her ass as it bumped against you, her head craning back to meet your impassioned kiss, your tongues meeting. I simply stepped forward and kissed her again, hissing slightly as I felt her hands creep over my skin, surrounding my breasts, her thumbs working my nipples over, her fingers caressing lightly.
Christy listened to Gloria's soft voice, as she explained that in some cultures the tribes would praise the gods through dance and song, and the women's undulating bodies, stomping feet, and ululating cries, were all a prayer to the tribe's ancestor gods. "People dance, I dance," commented Gloria, "in honor of my spirit ancestors." Christy shivered as she watched her friend's eyes look her up and down, appraising her. "My people celebrate with song, and with dances," Gloria said, quietly, watching Christy's reactions, reading her body language, sensing her excitement. Riveted, Christy watched as her friend danced in the center of the room, Gloria flung her head forward and backward, and her long black braids lashed against the smooth, dark, skin on her back, exposed shoulders, and breasts.
Chloe danced facing them as I dropped low in front of her, slowly winding my way back up her body to wrap my arms around her neck and pull her close to me. When I started dancing with her I was just having a laugh, but as my leg touched her, I felt her g-sting move to one side by accident, letting her soft pussy lips brush along my thigh. She bit my bottom lip gently and I felt a throbbing in my pussy, which by now was wet enough that I thought it might start running down my legs. Moaning out loud at how hot she looked, I slid one finger half way into her opening, twisting as I pulled it almost all the way back out again before pushing it hard all the way in.
The ladies are kissing and sexy dancing to the funky tunes, Simone tugs at Naomi's top and the whips it over her head. The girls dance some more, Naomi is behind my beautiful girlfriend, her hands are around Simone's waist. I move onto the bed between Simone's legs, pulling her wet sexy black knickers to one side, She's wetter than I even seen her a this stage, I take no time in tasting a nights worth of flirting, wow she tastes awesome! I can hear both girls moaning, Naomi is louder and more often, I realise that she is close, so I stop and allow Simone to concentrate.
I was expecting that they would stay together after dancing like that – her partner was an attractive young woman – bur instead Cindy said something to her, she smiled and nodded, and the two hugged briefly, exchanged kisses on the cheek, and then Cindy turned away from her towards me, with a smile that melted me instantly. I had just about recovered my breath, and Ro had put her saxophone down and was singing the reprise of “Blue Moon”, when I felt Cindy’s hands grip my buttocks tight, pulling my hips towards her and pressing my right thigh against her sex, and heard her whisper quietly but urgently: “Hold me tight, please, Laura, I’m close, oh god I’m so close, oh darling, I’m going to cum – hold me!
The music changed to a reggae dancehall groove and Lynn saw Mona melt into the crowd, her body glued to smartly dressed guy with short dreads and a cleanly trimmed goatee, grooving in a sensual wind. The deejay must have mixed reggae dancehall for a good hour and Lynn enjoyed every single minute of it pressed against her mystery dancer, never turning, never allowing him to turn, keeping him a faceless stranger, nothing more than a grinding, undulating body with a nice, hard dick for her to manipulate at her discretion. Soon enough, the bar was quiet and Lynn was sitting alone chair dancing to the music and sipping on bottled Poland Spring when Mandy came over.
Christy gave me a disapproving look, "Em" she started, "what do you make right now?" Then she said "Look-you want to know how I do it? By the third time she stopped my hands from wandering I felt like I was about to scream with frustration when suddenly she stopped and said, "What's wrong Emily?" Straddling her, I pushed both of her arms to the side and ran my fingers up through her hair and started grinding to the beat of the next song that came on, this one a little kinkier, "I'm a Slave for You" by Britney Spears. Right there." I could feel her smile against my folds and she went all in, kissing and sucking and fingering me with a renewed energy.
I put my hand on her waist and took her shirt to pull over her head; I did not want anything to cover her beautiful body. They began to dance on the pole as they had practiced so many times; the two girls - as well as Jake - loving every minute of it! Then slowly they began to move to the bed where Jake had been watching so intensely, and saw that he was rubbing his hard, swollen cock, enjoying every minute of it! Candy then moved on top of Jake, sliding down slowly on his rock hard shaft, and started to ride him as Katie sucked Candy's breasts. And as if in a dream, Katie started cumming right as Jake came!
Jessie's hands had quickly wrapped around the woman, sliding briefly over the rounded bottom inside the jeans and back up to just beneath the short cotton top, tugging the fabric away from the wet skin to run her fingers along it. Liz groaned and hiked the girl's thigh up her side again as the other hand dove deeper into the pants, the tip of her middle finger sliding along the silky, sodden folds and down to circle over her entrance before pushing the tip inside. Jessie tore her lips away for a cry out and Liz's free hand swept up her back to grab onto the sweaty matted hair and pull it back.
I asked who and they said a little blonde that went by and before they could finish, I said, "Tex"- they looked at me puzzled and said yes. She told me that I was in for a good night, and then asked me what I thought of Billy. I walked out laughing and then went to the stage where Billy was dancing. As we got in the open, I saw all the girls on stage in black; Billy was trailed me and worked the remote. I said not again Billy, but it wasn't her, it was Tex. She asked if I was interested in having a threesome and maybe a foursome if Trinity would play too.
Vera proved especially chameleon-like in her transitions, one minute gushing with old world enthusiasm over baby pictures of someone's nephew ("Look, B, isn't he adorable!"), and the next arguing, through a haze of smoke and over the din of XTC, about the shifting balance of power portrayed in Wertmuller's Swept Away ("It's not misogynistic!"). Vera was beautiful in heart, soul, and body; I loved her like a dearest sister and never questioned her sincerity. The volume was high, so it wasn't long before Vera's mother, Nada, showed up to complain. Vera stood and swayed her way onto the dance floor, her arms raised, the red glow of her cigarette making traces above her head in the dark bar.
"Hey?" I lifted her chin between my finger and thumb, making her look at me with her gorgeous eyes that have quickly turned an electric green blue. When I finally placed my hot mouth around her nipples and gently sucked while I swirled my tongue around the tip, she gasped, "Emmi!" I let my hands roam up and down her body expertly bringing her to chills. I kissed her sweet lips once more before making my way down, and removing her pants. She brought me to the edge multiple times but made me wait until I was about to burst, then pushed me over with a little suck and nibble on my clit, and a firm finger rubbing circles on my g spot.
Right now the beast is fucking alive and thinks it will live forever…just like a 23-year-old girl who’s got a cold beverage, shaved pussy and a hand between her thighs on a Friday night. I bet you need your nipples touched don’t you…tell me about it… yeah I wish you were nude so I could bite your hard little nipples while I’m fucking your sweet cunt with my fingers. Suddenly she’s at my clit with rapid strokes…I cum almost before I know it…ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh shit oh yes ohh yes…I have my head on the table, my hands over my face…oooooooooooooooo…I shiver, tremble, sweating now more than when I was dancing…ahhh sweet.
With Troya kissing and Sonya fingering her Lisa thought she was going to go out of her mind if she didn’t cum soon. Soon women began coming up to ask Sonya for permission to dance with Lisa. Lisa looked over at Lydia’s massive black cock and her lust filled mind could not make sense of it unless Lydia was a......... Spun Lisa around on the bed, got between her legs and thrusting 5 or 6 times filled poor Lisa’s little pussy with 8 inches of thick black hard cock. Lydia could feel her own thumb on her cock through Lisa’s body and she started to cum hard.
I had spent the last several months haunting the website of the one bar in the city that had an exclusively lesbian night once a week. In groups or in couples, everyone had someone to talk to, dance with, and generally not feel like a loser with. It was like she saw all my insecurities and doubts about being gay and being loveable, not only in spite of, but because of that part of me which I had been unable to share with a soul until I set foot in that bar, that night. It was better that way, in fact, because I got to keep the memory of that night as a pure moment in time, untainted by future interactions.
To top it off she was wearing a short skirt that showed a set of legs, that at the time, looked like they were longer than my 5' nothing height. Later that night I got a call from the girl organizing the league team from my dorm. I liked boys (men?) and still do but for some reason I kept thinking about Claire. The league games started and I learned a bit more about Claire. As I stood Claire said, "Nice work Grace." As we started to head off Clair said to know one in particular, "Do you think she's wearing the whole outfit? Claire grabbed the guy by the collar, got her leg behind him and pushed him to the floor.
Kelly on the hand preferred to spend most of her time in the less raucous lounges Kelly wound up spending the majority of her time in her preferred lounge chatting up the bartender, an early twenties Then pointing down toward her crotch, Kelly responded "You better hope I do bitch or your sweet little ass is going to I intended it to be just a quick little peck but Kelly placed her hand on the back of neck and held my lips against hers in a long passionate kiss. When our lips finally separated Kelly picked up her drink and headed I increased the pace of my tongue and she began to moan louder "FUCK ME CHRISSIE!!
Amanda kept moving her fingers in and out of Katie's pussy until Katie tiled her head back, lifted her butt off the sofa and stopped breathing for a second, then she let go with a huge orgasm that left her totally spent. Amanda moved her hands over the length of Katie's nude quivering body as she sucked out her pussy, caressing her hips, her buttocks, her stockings, her bare thighs and her kinky boots. Katie let out a loud gasp as Amanda began suckling on her clitoris again, this time moving her fingers inside, and around, teasing her labia. Katie groaned loudly as Amanda sucked and licked her clitoris while slowly sliding her fingers in and out of her anus and pussy.
"I'm going out dancing at one of the nearby bars after work, do you want to come?" Suddenly Sarah grabbed my face in her hands and kissed me on the lips. "You have a nice apartment," I said, barely getting the words out before she muffled them with her mouth. "I know you want this." She quickly ripped down the top of my dress exposing my breasts and flicked her tongue over one of my nipples. Sarah pulled her damp fingers out of my pussy and lay back next to me on the sofa. She let go of my hand and I kept the rhythym going, tentatively bening my face closer to her clit.