I got into a lot of scrapes during my first, hedonistic, year at university and this is just one of the sticky situations (quite literally) I got myself into that year.
After our first fuck Edward and I carried on seeing one another. What had begun as a very dirty fuck on the first night we met turned into a lot of very dirty fucks and we actually continued going out for my whole first year at uni.
As anyone who's read my story 'Nurse Suzy' knows, Edward's big thing was getting me to fuck another guy first so that he could lick the spunk from my pussy. Wonderfully twisted. But he basically just enjoyed any situation where I tempted other men with my curves and turned them on. That turned him on. It also turned me on and meant that I got to have sex with a lot of different guys, so I was very happy with his arrangement.
This was a Wednesday night, which at my uni was party night and as usual we were all out. There were 15 or so of us, all out at the drunken end of a regular Wednesday in a bar called 'Alice's Place'. The bar was a bit of a dive but cocktails were 2 for 1 and we were having a grand old time of it, dancing and messing around. Edward was especially horny and all night had been taking any opportunity to kiss and grope me. I was wearing a short, tight green dress which showed my big boobs and long legs off well. I wasn't wearing any knickers and as we danced close on the light-up dance floor he whispered hotly about what he was going to do to me when we got back to my room. Unable to control my desires, I pulled him over to a dark corner and we carried on kissing and groping in a dark booth on the wall. It was the perfect make-out space, as it was so dark that I could barely see Edward's handsome face, and as he groped my bra-less tits I undid his fly and proceeded to take a throat full of cock in our perfect hiding place. Edward must have been really getting into it and I was clearly in a cock-suckers haze, because neither of us noticed the bouncer until it was too late.
"Right you two," he said in a gravelly, Essex accent, "Up you get." My head shot up, guiltily and simultaneously Edward stuffed his still hard cock back into his jeans.
"I can explain...." Edward began.
"No need, mate." The bouncer chuckled, beckoning us towards the fire exit. "Out you come." He lead us out of the fire escape to the back of the club. We followed, shame faced. I looked ashamedly at the floor and Edward followed me.
"Really, come on. Are you chucking us out?" Edward stuttered, incredulous, it seemed, that getting a blow-job in a club was apparently grounds for barring.
"You know what you were doing is illegal?" the bouncer asked, neither answering Edward's question with a yes or a no.
"Oh come on," my boyfriend said in a now quite pissed-off tone, "What, that's the first time you've ever seen a girl giving her boyfriend a blow-job in a dark corner?" The bouncer chucked.
"Of course not, son." He said condescendingly. "But I always do the same thing to the people in question." I sighed.
"Look fine," I said, "chuck us out, that's fair enough. But my handbag is in there and so are our coats. Can we at least get those?" The bouncer laughed again.
"Love," he began, "I don't think you understand." Edward and I looked at one another, puzzled. "I ain't chucking you out of the bar." Edward smiled, relieved. "On one condition." And with that he unzipped his fly.
"I want you to suck my cock whilst your boyfriend watches." The bouncer explained, pulling an already hard penis from his black trousers. "You do that and I'll say no more about it. You can go back in and I won't alert the manager." I looked at Edward and smiled. This was his wet-dream. If I didn't know better I would think Edward had put this man up to it. I composed my features. I wanted this guy to think that I wasn't so keen.
"Er," I said, mock-nervously, "I don't know...." But Edward, playing along said in an equally mock-nervous voice,
"You better had Suze. Otherwise we're going to be in a lot of trouble." I worked hard to repress a smile.
