Chapter 5: The Pick Up Bar
Warning: This is a sexually explicit story intended for mature audiences. If you are offended by stories of such nature, do not read it. All characters are fictional and not intended to resemble any real people.
We walked into the club together. I politely opened the door for Lori, allowed her to pass, and then quickly leapt up to join her. We walked side-by-side into the room.
"Wow!" She spoke with merriment as soon as her eyes caught sight of the pleasant scene that awaited her. "Nice! I think I'm going to like this place."
It was similar to any normal, run-of-the-mill club on the mainland. A bar stood along one wall, tables and booths positioned against the others, and a dance floor stood in the middle. I looked for a band but saw only a DJ with stacks of CDs up against the wall behind her. Loud, raucous music played from overhead speakers. A hundred shouting voices sounded in my ear all at once.
The club was filled with a lot of people, perhaps a hundred in all, but it was still far from capacity. Only three couples occupied the dance floor. Half the booths stood empty.
The time was early evening. People still talked more than partied. I suspected they talked about the same things normal people talked about in the night clubs back home: sport teams, friends, or maybe about a particularly hard time they had at work that day. The compliment of men and women looked to be roughly equal. Most sat. Only a few stood around.
All seemed perfectly normal, except for one important difference common to all public facilities on the island of Femdom. The difference was in the men, for they all lacked clothing. Not a single stitch of clothing lay on any man in the room. They were clothed, but clothed naked.
I, likewise, stood naked, waiting beside Lori at the entrance of the bar as she looked around. It felt awkward being naked in a public place, but I was gradually becoming accustomed to the nude status of all the men on the island.
Lori showed off. She wore little in the way of clothing, electing instead to wear the sexy little outfit she had picked out the day before in the clothing store. We had returned to the store early that morning so Lori could keep her word and pay what she owed. It didn't take long for me to find myself in the back storeroom where the young Yuka taught my girlfriend a couple of new and interesting techniques.
If not for Yuka's earlier milking, I certainly would have been erect at the mere sight of the big-breasted Lori. She had tit sticking out all over. Not only down the center of her chest, but I caught sight of her tits from the side too. And not just her tits, but she also wore the added benefit of a panty-like bottom with a g-string running up the center of her ass. She looked hot and sexy, like she wore an invitation for any man to come up and fuck her. Little did I know that's exactly what she wanted.
Men turned their heads to express brief looks of interest. Women more brazenly looked at me to express a more devious interest. It was like walking through a pick-up bar back home, but here the women were free to check out every detail I had to offer. As best I could, I tried to follow close beside to Lori to block my exposure from their sight. I was getting accustomed to the island, but not that accustomed!
We sat down and Lori ordered drinks for the both of us. She had to pay, naturally, because she was the only one who carried any money. The bartender was male, which meant Lori had to be served by a naked man, but she didn't seem to mind in the least. Like me, she was getting used to the place. She seemed to enjoy being served by naked men.
"Rather nice place, don't you think?" She had to lean over close and almost yell into my ear to be heard.
"Very nice," I yelled back.
"Sort-of an interesting take-off on a meat market back on the mainland," Lori continued. "But where the ladies are allowed to check out the details."
She giggled as she said this, and then looked around to the rest of the room as if to demonstrate. A smile formed on her lips as she took a hard stare at one of the booths in particular. Two naked men sat together. I wondered if she was contemplating doing it with both of them at once.
"Most of the ladies don't look too bad either," She gave me a slight nudge into the ribs. "It looks like a lot of them are dressed in order to get the men excited and check them out in their fullest extension."
The giggling went on, and I understood what she meant. In fact, I noticed it as soon as we walked in. Lori's outfit looked to be the most risqué in the room, but I noticed many of the women followed only a slight distance behind. Some wore small tops. Others bikinis. A few looked like they were dressed in the equivalent of negligées. Several asses came into view when I looked around. They all looked sexy, as though they were trying to get a rise out of the men - quite literally. I suspected some of the men sitting at the tables had already risen to the occasion.
Lori was one of the sexiest women in the bar not so much because of what she wore, but because of her trim figure and oversized tits. The fact that I knew her probably added to my own excitement. I couldn't wait to finally get a close-up look at her big tits in the bare. I had already seen so much, yet hadn't seen her topless.
"Feel free to excite yourself, if you want," She leaned up close a second time to yell into my ear. "I don't mind, really! You have my permission if you wish."
"I'm not exactly in the mood right now," I expressed calm. "Not after what Yuka all did to me!"
"Oh yes," Lori smiled, pretending like she had forgotten about it. "She certainly was a creative little saleslady, wasn't she?"
She referred, of course, to my earlier ejaculation administered by the young Yuka. She took the two of us into a back room, back in a storeroom. It took almost two hours in all because she kept getting interrupted by customers coming into the store. Between customers she spent her time masturbating me, but she never masturbated me enough to make me cumm. Instead, she waited until Lori returned at the end.
"I personally liked it best when she played doctor," Lori pressed her body up close to mine as the music died down between songs. "I really liked it when she gave you that cock and ball exam."
Our thighs touched. She slid almost onto my barstool. I recalled the earlier episode where the two of them stepped into the storeroom wearing white doctor gowns and nothing else.
"And then when she checked out your sperming quantity," She continued. "You sure looked like you had a good time."
I turned back around to the bar out of embarrassment. She didn't need to say any more. I took a deep breath. Yes, it was a lot of fun, I had to admit. I enjoyed it when Lori offered up my cock for others to use. She offered me up as though she owned my cock, as if it was her property to do with as she pleased. Thoughts of Yuka and the storage room made me want to get hard, yet the earlier abuse of her hand kept me mostly soft.
Lori turned back around along with me. Our bodies separated. Our drinks arrived. She talked about possibly again meeting up with Yuka later in the week, which only made me that much more excited. I feared the encounter, yet at the same time looked forward to it!
And then she started talking about another fantasy she wanted to try with me. It had something to do with being in a prison, but I had a hard time hearing over the next song. I think she was shy about admitting her sexual fantasies to a man, even if it was only me. The music became louder. Her voice naturally turned soft. It was as though she didn't want others to hear.
We drake most of our drinks and talked for a few minutes more. Lori did most of the talking. She stopped only when interrupted in mid-sentence by a fellow patron standing up at the bar along side her ordering a drink.
"Hello beautiful," I heard him yell into her ear. "I saw you sitting up here and just had to come up and compliment you on a terrific ass."
Lori immediately looked away and went red with embarrassment. She had apparently forgotten about the g-string that barely covered her backside. As we faced the bar, I realized her ass stood out. It was elevated up on the barstool and on full display for everyone to see.
"I'm sorry," He apologized. "I didn't realize you were taken."
He started to turn away, but then Lori quickly stopped him from going. "That's all right," She spoke. "It was just the alcohol. Thank you for the compliment."
He didn't leave. "My name is Jason," He introduced himself.
"Hi, I'm Lori," She introduced back, and then did the same for me. "Don't worry, John is just a friend of mine."
He took turns shaking each of our hands.
"And now that I see the rest of you," Jason complimented as he boldly looked down at Lori's chest without any apparent shame. "You have a very pretty face and I must say, and a rather sizeable set of tits."
I think Lori turned red again, although this time I couldn't see because her face was turned away. She was looking at him, and she had a lot to look at. He was a muscular man with a handsome face and long blond hair that came down just past his shoulders. He was also naked, of course, which Lori seemed to relish. She didn't seem disturbed in the least about talking to a naked man.
They proceeded to engage in small talk as he waited for his drink. I heard them first ask were the other was from, and then if they came to the club often. After that, I'm not sure what they said. The next song turned the music louder. I saw lips move but heard little of what came out.
