You are looking good tonight and you know it. Nothing subtle. Portland class, looking a little sassy with your cherry red lipstick, your winter coat hides your soft skin from prying eyes. The dress you have on underneath is nothing short of scandalous; the black elastic fabric hugs your ass, just barely covering it standing up and you don't even want to think of how exposed you will be if you have to bend over to pick something up.
The top of your dress hugs your body equally tight, and your bra has your perky mounds pressed tightly together showing off a lovely V of cleavage. A thin silver necklace hangs from your neck and dangles the pendant just at the top of the V, intentionally drawing anyone's eyes from your sexy neck downwards. Everything about you beckons to the men around.
We have arranged to meet several men tonight. One says he likes to dance, so we are headed to a club downtown to see if he is what he says he is. Being a bit early, I get the both of us shots at the bar then drag you to the dance floor until we recognize one of them. It quickly feels like the DJ is playing directly to the two of us with a deep, bass-filled house beat.
My hands are on your hips, you ass against my groin, we grind and sway, engrossed with each other's incredible sexuality, ignoring everything else around. My hand slides forward and brushes your inner thigh as I pull your head back for a deep kiss of your red lips and then exposed, upturned neck.
The tempo then turns up a bit and we separate slightly to dance more freely. That is when I realize we are being watched by someone who looks like he knows us. Eyes closed, you are too engrossed with the music to notice, so I nod to him and motion for him to come over. He slips in next to me and without a word I slide away from you and let him become the target of your arousing dance.
It doesn't take you long to realize there is a new set of hands behind you exploring your waist and, timidly, your barely covered ass. I sit at the bar, lean back, and analyze the gentleman over a freshly poured beer. He has as long as it takes me to drink my beer to impress. After several minutes of broken on and off chatting while dancing I see you begin to relax and open up to his hands as they guide you side to side. Your back arches slightly and I can tell you are teasing his cock with your ass as we lock eyes from across the room. I can't help but need to adjust my growing erection as you smile slyly at me. Ok, if he has you smiling, he has me smiling. As I watch he looks to me once more briefly, checking if all is well.
I raise my glass to both of you and nod. He doesn't look back again and becomes completely engrossed with your sinful dancing. I love watching you grind into him. I love watching him slow down and enjoy the tease as you clearly push your ass into him. I love watching his hands slide up and down you as rock back and forth. His hands guide yours up into the air, exposing your beautiful body to all who wish to look, then his hands trickle down your sides, agonizingly close to your breasts. With a slight turn, you push a breast into his hand and as you turn back away from me I see his fingers wrap around it, massaging it for the first time. Feeling your exposed flesh for the first time.
I can't sit back anymore; my arousal is too great. With one long pull I throw back the remaining beer in my glass and walk over to you both, intent on getting in on the action, intent on you. Stepping onto the dance floor I mingle and slowly make my way through the now crowded group of dancing people. I dance near by you, unnoticed for a bit and watch the almost imperceptible sexual cues you both throw back and forth at each other while dancing. A slight brush of your ass by his hand elicits a push back into his hardon. A flip of your hair towards him causes him to lean into your neck. A knee spreads your legs slightly and you drop low to rub the fabric of your panties on his leg flashing a quick view of your brightly colored panties in the process. You turn to facing him which allows him to grab your ass firmly and pull you into his thigh providing you yet again with something to grind on. In this moment you see me eyeing you from a few people away and motion me over with a "come hither" finger.
I smile to both of you and take up a position dancing behind you. He backs off slightly and you are now mine again. Over the next several minutes we are nearly fucking on the dance floor. Your leg lifts as my fingers slide up your thigh, exposing your soaked neon orange panties. "Good choice," I think to myself as my fingers brush your mound. You shudder at the touch and immediately push my withdrawing hand back down under your skirt as it rides high up your ass. As my hand cups your entire sex I feel your skirt fabric stretched slightly and realize that his hands are also on your ass, kneading and prying your cheeks apart. Both of us vie for position with you over the next several minutes. The competition for you is slowly driving me mad with lust.
The DJ's hour is up quickly and the next one does not have as pleasant of a sound so we leave the dance floor and head back to the bar. You leave us briefly to use the ladies room and as you walk away I hand him a note and something else you can't quite make out. Once you are gone He reads it, smiles, and leaves without another word. Upon your return the moment has dissolved and we both relax for a little bit once you see he has left. We caress and laugh at the bar at how surreal the moment was. You say you would have let him fuck you if he had stayed around. After another drink and some more time sharing fantasies about other attractive bar patrons we head back to the hotel room.
After a short walk you open the door and walk inside with me close on your heels. As you take your coat off I slide up behind you and kiss your neck softly and say, "I have a surprise for you." He steps out from the next room and smiles. His eyes catch yours and your breath is sharply taken in as the excitement, panic, and arousal all hit you at once. I ask you if you are ok, you nod. You get your first good look at this handsome stranger in real light as he walks to one side of you as I kiss you deeply and then relax my hands from your back and round ass.
Immediately both of our hands are pawing at you. We start by running our hands all over your body, bunching up your shirt, rolling your bra strap off your shoulder, caressing your erect nipples through the thin fabric and lightly pinching them. Then with one man tucked in behind you and one in front, we slowly undress you, kissing, caressing, and sucking on every inch of newly exposed, soft, skin. One set of hands helps slide your shirt off your head, while the other takes advantage of your temporarily bound, up-stretched arms to pull the cups of your bra to one side and aggressively grab your supple breasts in each hand, sucking your exposed nipples into his mouth. I hold your hands, tangled in your shirt, above your head so you are at the mercy of the tongue and strong fingers exploring you from the front, my kisses down your neck, and my growing hard-on pressing into your begging hips.
He sucks hard in your nipples, eliciting a slight groan from you encouraging him on. After several minutes of frozen bliss as we explore you, you squirm, I let go, and we escort you to the couch in the hotel room where you kneel on the seat cushion and lean forward over the backrest which presents your round, barely covered ass to us both. You smile a very wicked smile at me as the stranger walks around ahead of you, and kisses you deeply, probing your mouth with his tongue, while you hear him unzipping his pants and fumbling with his belt. I kneel down behind you, and take a moment to savor your upturned ass and arched back before running my hands slowly up your inner thighs barely brushing the smooth skin. My fingers find warmth and wetness when they contact the edge of your panties. They slowly slip under the edge, pulling aside the thin, bright, underwear and you feel the cool air on your wetness as you are exposed for the first time tonight.