The continuing adventures of Pam and Zach. I guess I'm obligated to state that all characters are 21 years of age or older. While embellished for literary purposes, events strikingly similar to these did actually happen.
I Want You To Do What I Tell You...
It was just before Krystal's birthday when she announced to me after work one day, when we were the only ones in the salon, what she wanted to do to celebrate.
"For my birthday this year, I'd like for the three of us, (meaning her, I and Zach), to first, get kinda dressed up and go out to dinner and do a little dancing. Then return to your place and have a night full of sex and debauchery," was how she opened.
I could see the seriousness in her eyes. "If that's what you want then that's what we'll do. Sounds like fun," I responded, feeling myself getting wet just thinking about it. "Did you have anything particular in mind?"
"I do, in fact. If you think Zack would be up for it, I'd like to try some CFNM kinda stuff. Only it would be NFNM, you know, naked females, naked male. But no humiliation. Just us telling him what we'd like him to do and him obediently agreeing. Whatta ya think?"
"Oh, I think I might be able to convince Zach to do that," I replied, smirking sarcastically, knowing full well he would absolutely and eagerly be okay with that.
We made plans for the following Saturday night, with Krystal choosing her favorite restaurant that had great food, a dance floor and live music. We both decided to go naked under our dresses. After telling Zack and getting him to agree with our plans for the night, I made sure that he went commando as well, knowing that before we got home there'd be some fooling around under the table and possibly on the dance floor.
We picked Krystal up at her place, and I must admit, she looked stunning. She had on the ultimate little black dress. It came to just above her knees with spaghetti straps and a neckline cut down just enough to contain her marvelous breasts. Without a bra on her plump nipples were also quite evident. She accented it with a silver pendant necklace that hung beautifully in her cleavage and a pair of silver fuck-me high heels. I was wearing my favorite green satin slinky dress. It came down just below my knees and had a slit on the right side that was about eight inches shy of my hip. It had a plunging open back down to my waist and a high neckline, but the top was fitted enough that the perky nipples on my tiny breasts were always on display. I was also wearing a black studded choker collar and my pair of green knee-high boots. I picked out Zach's attire for the night, which consisted of a fitted white long sleeve shirt that nicely showed off his upper physique and a pair of light looser fitting tan belted slacks that showed off his tight little ass and, if you looked close enough, you could see he was truly sans underwear. He even left his socks behind, wearing just a dark brown pair of casual loafers.
Since Krystal was a regular at the restaurant and one of her friends was the daughter of the owner, when we arrived we were escorted immediately to a quiet booth in a back corner of the establishment away from the music and the dance floor, as she had requested. Zach sat between us, of course, giving us both the ability to let our hands wander over him, if we so desired. And we both did so desire.
We placed our drink and appetizer orders and even before the waiter had taken three steps away, Krystal had Zach's zipper down and her hand inside his pants. He looked at me quizzically and all I could say was,
"It's her birthday. She gets to do whatever she wants. And besides, you agreed to the rules going in tonight. You have to do whatever we want." I also know he knew that he'd be enjoying the night ahead.
Luckily, the only light provided was by the candles on the table, allowing me to lean up against Zach's shoulder, kinda cuddling with him, and undo a button on his shirt and slip my hand in and onto his nipple.
"Ohhh....That's like a magic button," Krystal remarked. "His dick got instantly harder the moment you touched him there. Thank you."
"My pleasure," I responded.
Just then the drinks and apps showed up, so I took my hand away, but Krystal kept hers on Zach's cock, all while she made small talk with the server. I could see the anxiety on his face, so I kissed his cheek and whispered assuredly,
"Just go with it. They've all good friends of hers and it won't be a problem. Just relax and enjoy."
Zach exhaled deeply before muttering, "I trust you, so okay. But you know how I am, I just get nervous, in public and all."
Krystal leaned in and whispered to him, "We know. Hopefully this will help you be less nervous the next time." That said, she gave him a wink and I imagine a squeeze in his pants as well, seeing how he suddenly tensed and quickly took a long sip of his drink. I then saw her bring her hand up from under the table and give her finger a long slow suck, obviously cleaning off the pre-cum she had created.
As we were eating our apps, I took Zach's left hand and slid in through the slit of my dress and rested it on my freshly shaven getting wetter pussy. He instantly slid a finger between my folds.
I gently chided him. "I'll allow that for now, but remember, you can't do anything unless we tell you to. Okay?"
He just shook his head acknowledging, leaving his finger there, but not moving it.
After we finished our apps and placed our dinner order, Krystal returned to playing with Zach's dick. Over my dress, I took my hand and pushed on his hand, sliding his finger into my pussy.
"Now, finger me slowly," I instructed.
Zach complied, gently stroking his finger and pressing his palm hard against my mons.
"Now use two fingers," I instructed.
Zach slid another finger in and began finger-fucking me.
Krystal looked over at me and saw what I was up to and smiled. Not to be outdone, she removed her hand from Zach's pants and turned in place, so that her back was to the others in the restaurant. Then she slipped one of the spaghetti straps over her shoulder, lowered the top of her dress so that her right breast was exposed and pulled Zach's face into it, whispering seductively,
"Lick my nipple and suck my tit."
Zach most willingly complied, repeatedly flicking his tongue around and over her nipple before finally taking her tit into his mouth. Krystal then reached down, undid his belt and button and splayed open the top of his pants, fully exposing his cock and balls. She reached down and cupped his balls, playfully squeezing and pulling on them. I could barely hear Zach's moans, what with Krystal's tit filling his mouth.
I watched as the two of them pleasured each other, until finally I had to warn them that our dinners were approaching. Zach immediately pulled back, plopping Krystal's tit from his mouth. Krystal covered it up, placed the dress strap back up and turned around. As Zack went to zip up, she took his hand away, mildly scolding,
"Did I tell you to to that? I didn't think so. Leave it so I can see it."
I watched as Zach slumped a bit, attempting to make sure his junk wasn't seen by the server. I removed his hand from between my thighs.
"Lick my juices off your fingers," I commanded.
Zack did as I asked.
As we ate, we suspended the fooling around. What, with the price of the meals, they were too costly and delicious to not fully savor. When we were finished and the busboys had cleared the table, Krystal got up and declared,
"Now I want to dance. C'mon Pam," she got up and came around the table and took my hand. "Join me. And I want you to make and keep yourself hard for us. And you cannot cum," she instructed Zack as we turned and moved to the dance floor.
With the bass line pumping, the music pulsing and the packed crowd gyrating with their hands above their heads, Krystal and I acted out our sluttiest fantasies. We rubbed our bodies together, chest to chest. She turned and I spooned her into me, my hands on her breasts and my crotch against her ass. Then we exchanged places and I could feel her hardened nipples against my bare back. She let one hand slip into the slit of my dress and her fingers rubbed across my pussy, causing me to grit my teeth and stifle a moan. Because the dance floor was so crowded, I doubt anyone really noticed, much to my chagrin. But, I wanted someone to see us touching each other, to see us in our state of sexual arousal, so I turned and pulled her tight against me and kissed her hard on the mouth. Krystal returned in kind, opening her mouth and pushing her tongue inside mine as her hand again slid inside my dress and touched my pussy. God! I love how long club versions of songs last.
We stayed as we were until the music started dying down and the crowd began to walk off. We broke our embrace and I took her hand as we slinked back to our table.
The first thing Krystal did when we got back to the table was to sit facing Zach, looked down to see his hand around his still hard cock, smile and give him a long passionate kiss.
"That's for being so cooperative. I promise, there'll be more rewards later." Then she bent down, licked the pre-cum off the tip of his dick and planted a kiss on it.
Just then, a set of slow songs started to play, so I told Zach to zip up and meet me on the dance floor. As I watched him approach, I could plainly see the erection bulging in his pants. I pulled him close to me, undid another button on his shirt. Wrapped my arms around his neck and pressed my diamond hard nipples against his almost bare chest. He instinctively placed his hands on my ass and pressed his erection into my crotch as we began swaying and slowly moving to the intoxicating music. I uttered one of our pet sayings,
"Remember, slow dancing always leads to sex," and I gently bit his ear lobe. Then I took one arm down and placed it between us, rubbing his cock with my palm. He looked around nervously, but I don't think anyone noticed. As the set ended we kissed and went back to our table.
"Let's settle up and get to your house," Krystal coaxed.
When Zach left to pay our bill, Krystal took her fingers and placed them under my nose then against my lips. I licked and sucked them clean, smelling and tasting the results of her playing with herself as she watch Zach and I dancing.