Liv had sat up from her bitter pouting that Kayla had abandoned us after just a single round. She kissed me as the strap from her bra dropped off her shoulder, playing her tongue along mine, giggling as my stiff cock grazed her stomach.
"You're already hard again," She leaned over kissing my neck, "Let's go find another slut for you." She panted into my skin.
"I just fucked a total stranger; I want to fuck you now." I panted back, running my hands across her ass.
"Come on, when's the next time we'll be in paradise with a club at the resort?" Her pleading eyes sparkled up at me, her soft hand was stroking me, trying to massage me into agreement. I didn't relish the thought of spending our whole honeymoon engaging in my new wife's relentless depravity, but the look in her eyes told me resisting would be pointless.
"Do you really want to spend our honeymoon watching me bang skanks the whole time?" I asked smirking.
She rolled her eyes sheepishly, "Not the whole time, just... you know... at night... maybe sometimes at the beach." She leaned up and put her nose to mine playfully, "If you don't want to, you and I can see how much thick batter you can pump into me, but I just thought, once we graduate and get out into the real world it'll so much harder for me to do this with you. I just wanted one more nasty little get away."
I sighed and touched her face, "You're the weirdest wife."
"That's not a no." She giggled, her nose scrunching up.
"It's not, but when we're done," I reached down and put my hand between her legs, my finger rubbing the slick, mess that saturated her panties. She jolted and groaned, grabbing my neck, "You and I are going to do some gross baby making."
She bounced in place, "I'm going to go get into something wing-man-y. You dress your cutest."
She bounded off the bed and to the bags in the corner, rifling through her belongings for something to wear, pulling out a blue dress that she hastily put on over the soiled underwear she was wearing. It was cute and short, but not provocative, with spaghetti straps and white stripes.
I put on slacks and a white button up. I wanted to wear jeans but was roundly scolded until I picked something that would allow more feeling when dancing. Once dressed, and freshened up, I was dragged from the room across the resort facility to a long line that waited to get into the dance club. Liv was feeling playful and danced to the music that boomed through the wall, teasing me, grinding, and laughing until we were admitted.
Once in the club she grabbed my hand and pulled the gold wedding band off, dropping it into her purse, "I'm getting drinks, you go play." She winked and headed towards the bar.
Out on the dance floor I face planted almost literally. I danced with some cute girls who quickly moved on to either their friends or dates and eventually made my way back to Liv at the bar who, being the pickup artist she is, had two cute girls sitting with her.
I picked up the Jack and Coke she had ordered for me, which had now sweated a small pool of condensation onto the bar and sipped it through the straw, "Who are your friends?" I asked casually looking them over. Liv is incredible. "Josie," introduced herself, a flat, doll sized, blonde with the world's most innocent face. Her big eyes looked out at everything like she was afraid of being eaten. She wore a cute purple dress that hugged her petite waist. "Ava," was a long, evenly tanned beauty with blue eyes and long black hair. She was wearing a black, pinstripe, cocktail dress that advertised her butt and long slender legs.
I introduced myself and Ava looked me over, "How do you know each other?"
Liv leaned in and spoke loudly over the music, "I'm his wingman to these things, poor guy has no game." Ava laughed and Josie smiled.
"Do you mind if I take your friend out to dance?" Ava asked, Liv gestured to the dance floor and Ava grabbed my wrist pulling me into the crowd of people gyrating to the thumping music. Ava was not messing around, as soon as we reached a comfortable spot, she set to work rocking her hips against the seat of my pants, her butt pushed into me as she rolled her body to the music.
She was anxious to feel my hands on her, pulling them to her hips so I could feel her body move and sway. She leaned back, putting her arms around my neck as she leaned her backside into me, craning her head with a sweet smile and yelled over the music, "Are you as into me as it feels?"
I was confused by the question until the swaying of her hips altered me to my cock throbbing against her through my slacks. I answered the question by pulling her face to mine in a soft kiss. She kissed back, but it wasn't soft. She was hungry, the dress and tan had been lures. Her tongue slithered against mine and I felt the cheeks of her butt pushing apart against me as she ground her hips up and down through the kiss.
We parted the kiss and her eyes bored into me, but looked away when she saw I wasn't looking back, Liv walked up smiling and got close to Ava, who blushed, "Sorry for stealing your date!" Ava yelled.
"I can share!" Liv yelled back. Liv leaned into Ava, putting her arms over Ava's shoulders and onto mine leaning in. Ava welcomed the kiss from her new, ginger friend. They embraced in a sapphic kiss, Ava putting her hands around Liv who locked her lips and tongue with Ava's in a delicate embrace. They pulled apart slowly, their noses touching, and Ava leaned into Liv's ear. Liv gave a big smile and nodded pointing as I felt Ava's hand grab mine.
She led me from the dance floor as I looked over my shoulder at Liv who had gone back to the bar. Ava pulled me to a corner booth in the darkest part of the club and pushed me into the cushioned seat. She climbed into the seat, straddling me, the hem of her dress sliding up her fit, tan, legs as she leaned over, beginning to kiss me.
I could hear her panting and gasping as she rocked her hips into my lap as we kissed. I could feel her panties gliding against me and feel her voice through our intense kiss. She pulled back in annoyance and barked, "Touch me."
I put my hand on her flat stomach and slid it upward between her breasts to her neck and pulled her back into the kiss, my other hand slid down her side and back resting on her ass which was still grinding into my stiff, tented, lap. I felt the cushion shift as someone climbed into the booth but when I turned to look, Ava held my head firm to continue feeling my tongue with hers, dragging her ass against my lap and hand.
I heard Liv's voice over the music, "Save some for the rest of us."
Ava smiled and leaned back, looking over at my wife, "I was about to ask him to come back to our room."
Liv gave her a pleading look, "Can I come?"
Ava laughed looking at me and then at Liv, "Alright, yeah."