Lara put on makeup in front of the mirror under the curious glances of two women who were in the bathroom. She touched up her lipstick and fixed her hair.
"What was that? My goodness!"
Still on wobbly legs, she left the bathroom and walked through the outside area of the club, which looked like a garden sparsely lit by spotlights. A few couples were chatting, drinking, or kissing among the bushes. Maybe later someone would be fucking there too, behind the bushes.
Lara's mind whirled between the present and what had just happened. She still couldn't believe the experience she had lived through. Only her soaking wet sex and shaking legs proved that it had not been a delirium.
She went into the club, got another whiskey, and resumed her dancing. This time, even more sensually than before. It was as if her orgasm exuded sexuality all around her. It was impossible to be indifferent to her. The music flowed into Lara and transformed itself into movement. Only the sensuality was not in explicit poses. It was in the details. It was a sexuality seen in the hand gestures, the fluidity of the hips, and the eyes.
Lara felt that the lgiht blue shirt man had arrived before she could even see him. She then turned around and noticed him standing there, coming towards her.
Without a word, just a nod of her head, she asked him to dance.
Through the music, they interacted for a few minutes. With her body she said that she wanted him.
"What's your name? - she whispered in his ear.
"Klaus. And yours?"
"Lara."
"Beautiful name, Lara..."
"You've been staring at me all night Klaus"
"I haven't been able to take my eyes off you since I saw you"
Lara pressed her body to his and Klaus's perfume overwhelmed her senses. That cologne was Lara's favorite.
"Now that I'm here, what do you want?"
Klaus didn't answer, he just kissed Lara with all the passion he had. They moved to the sound of the music and kissed each other. Tongues and lips mixing. He pressed her against his body and she fit his thigh between her legs.
Lara's heart beat faster with the kiss. At her waist she felt the volume inside Klaus' pants increase and she pressed herself against him. If he had tasted Gloria and Mia's pussy in Lara's mouth, he had not mentioned it. Maybe he did. Had he realized that she had gone to the bathroom with Gloria? Lara had no way of knowing.
Klaus hugged Lara and kissed her on the lips, ear and neck. Lara moaned and gasped each time he pressed the volume against her sex.
"Come to my table," Klaus said.
He pulled her by the hand to the table where she had been all night, situated in the far corner of the bar, under dim light, almost in the dark. The table was flanked by U-shaped sofas. Each of the tables in that corner was separate from the others, and there was some privacy, since from one table you could not see what was happening at the next.
"Do you want anything?" - Klaus asked.
"I do..." - answered Lara with a dirty expression on her face.
Lara walked over to Klaus and kissed him, as she reached down and unzipped his pants. She stared into Klaus' eyes as she pulled his cock out. The warmth of that hard member in her hand excited her.
She squeezed lightly on Klaus' member and he let out a restrained moan. Again she kissed him. With light movements she jerked him off while kissing him. The member throbbed in Lara's hand.
Then she stopped and looked at him again. Klaus understood what she wanted.
Lara reached down and put her tongue on the head of Klaus' member. He groaned. The smell of sex, of cum, coming from that member excited Lara even more, and she quickly put the whole thing in her mouth. She sucked eagerly, and that hot member slid in and out of her mouth. Her saliva covered all of that cock and this made her pussy soaking wet. All she could think of was that the tastes of Gloria's and Mia's pussies were now mixing with Klaus's cock. She was having a slutty whore's night.
Lara was so engrossed in sucking his cock and thinking about what a slut she was that she didn't notice the arrival of a waitress, who apparently hadn't realized what was happening.
"Do you want anything?" - the waitress asked Klaus.
Lara was startled and stopped. She stood motionless with Klaus's penis in her mouth. Maybe the waitress hadn't seen her.
But a second after asking Klaus if he wanted anything, the waitress realized that there was a woman there, sucking this guy's cock.
"Sorry. I didn't mean to interrupt."
"It's okay. I don't want anything."
"Sir, unfortunately, you can't... ahm... I'm going to have to ask you not to do that here... It's house rules..."
Embarrassed, Lara stood up. She gave the waitress a sad little smile.
"Do you want anything?" - asked the girl as she watched Lara wiping her mouth and Klaus zipping up.
"No, thank you. You can go now."
The waitress left.
"Let's go to a hotel," said Klaus."
"No! Let's dance!" - replied Lara.
Klaus' eyes betrayed that he was disappointed in just dancing. But he would follow Lara wherever she would go.
They went to the dance floor and Lara once again danced sensually, but this time always close to Klaus. He was glazed over by the movement of her loose breasts under her blouse and the smell she exuded. He probably didn't know it, but it was the aroma of perfume with sex, with orgasm.
After a while of dancing, Lara pulled Klaus to the corner of the dance floor, a dark place. She put his back to the wall, began kissing him voluptuously, and put her hand inside his pants. His cock was as hard as before, and now already moist with Lara's saliva. She heard him gasp in her ear.
Klaus slipped his hand up Lara's skirt and felt her soft ass.
"Are you without panties, you filthy little slut?
She just moaned naughtily in his ear.
"You're the second person to notice that today..."
Then he knew that she had kissed another woman that night. Maybe even more than that. Immediately, she felt his member grow harder in her hand.
Klaus looked quickly to the sides. No one seemed to care about them. The corner seemed dark enough. He then briefly lifted Lara's blouse and sucked on her breasts for a few moments. Just long enough to taste those hard nipples.
Then Klaus turned her around and put her on her back and kissed her on the neck, ear and mouth. The bulk on Klaus's waist pressed against Lara's ass and she rolled over. Klaus reached down with his right hand and slid it up her skirt until he reached Lara's smooth pussy, who moaned and spread her legs a little wider.
