With thanks to Howard and Linda for their help in writing/editing this story.
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Jayne was laid back in the large marble bath eyes closed and moaning. She had two fingers in her pussy ravaging her clit and one working its way into her arse under the water. Her partner Howard was straddling her body, his hard cock between her 38E tits, which he was pushing together as he fucked them. The soapy water was excellent lubrication and the feeling of very little resistance between her tits was bringing him to the edge. Jayne suddenly opened her eyes and looked at Howard, she gasped "Oh God, I'm cumming..." and promptly orgasmed against her fingers, her arse tightening and squeezing the finger inserted up there.
Howard lost control and started to spunk in massive thick spurts out the top of her cleavage and into Jayne’s waiting mouth and over her face.
As usual there was an incredible amount of cum and Jayne savoured it all, pulling his cock from its place between her tits and wanking the last few spurts directly onto her large brown nipples. She then used the head of his cock to rub it into her nipples smiling and finally pulling her finger from her arse....
They cleaned up and finished getting ready for the night out. It was Jayne's birthday and Howard had got tickets to the Ministry Of Sound in London. Jayne had bought some clothes from an internet site and was dying to wear them, the MoS was the ideal place. It was also an ideal place for them to complete the final part of Jayne's birthday outing. They were going out with the intention of finding a girl to bring back to the hotel that evening. It had worked a couple of times before but some of the women that they had picked did not really live up to their expectations. One wouldn't go down on Jayne, another didn't want Howard to touch her. They were hoping to meet someone quite special who would be as open as they were.
Howard watched as Jayne dressed herself in the long black dress and black boots. He was quite sure that she would draw interest from some people; it would be just a matter of making sure they picked the right one. Wrapping herself in a long black coat Jayne made for the door. "Come on!" she pleaded to Howard who was making sure the room was tidy and inviting to whoever they may return with, "We'll get a quick drink in the bar downstairs then go straight there." ordered Jayne. Always the organiser....
The Kensington Hilton was their hotel of choice, the most expensive room of course. They had indulged themselves in the Japanese restaurant downstairs following a days shopping in Knightsbridge.
They sat in the bar drawing admiring glances in Jayne’s direction, mostly men, which she wasn't interested in tonight. A few women looked over but none that Howard thought he would want to see in the flesh!
"As it's my birthday I should get to choose who we fuck with" said Jayne in her usual direct manner. Looking over at his dominatrix themed girlfriend Howard didn't feel in any position to argue. "No problem, I'll simply point them out and ask for your opinion on them...ok?" Jayne just smiled and finished her drink.
The taxi ride consisted of the usual leering London taxi driver who spent more time looking in the rear-view mirror than the road. They arrived at the MoS. A short queue had formed and the couple joined it.
Howard had a look at the other people going in. A good mix of people tonight. Various ages and choices of clothing. As they were approaching the door a taxi pulled up and a woman got out. She waved to some people who were at the head of the queue and joined them. Howard nudged Jayne and pointed out the newcomer. "Patience dear" she whispered, "Yes, she's very sexy but lets see what's on offer inside first."
Howard looked over at the girl and heard a member of her group say "Thought you were never going to get here Adele." She saw Howard looking at her and smiled before replying to her friend "I was engrossed in a story my friend Rachel was telling me about a recent date she went on...sorry I'm late."
5 minutes later they were all in the club.....
Adele's head was still spinning with the details of what had happened to her friend Rachel. She couldn't resist opening her legs and playing with her clitoris whilst she read the story off the screen.
Her mind was full of the lovely sex scenes that Rachel had described and she decided to put on a very sexy outfit herself that night. She got out her very sexy short leather mini dress. She had previously only worn in the previous hot summer holiday to Ibiza. It had got very approving looks from everyone she met that night... she decided to be even more daring tonight and wore it with stocking and suspenders, but as the dress was so short they would be on view all the time. She finished off her outfit by fitting her delicate size 5 feet in to a pair of four inch high heels that just said 'Cum Fuck Me' Underneath her dress she wore a pair of black silk thongs which felt lovely against her smooth shaved pussy.
For make up she choose her favourite deep red lip stick to accentuate her full lips and a small splash of her perfume....'Obsession'
She looked at herself in the full length mirror and gave a twirl, which bought her dress up and showed off her arse cheeks delightfully.....
Adele realised she better get a move on and jumped in to her Mini Cooper, which she loved driving and was always getting admiring looks from others, especially when she wore short skirts. She drove quickly to her friend's house and got there in time to get their taxi into London
She got to the Ministry of Sound just before it opened and joined her friends at the head of the queue. Adele knew that she wouldn't have any trouble getting in t the club in her outfit.
She loved seeing what other people wore to MoS, it was definitely the place to be seen and she loved it. She spotted a similarly aged woman in the room who looked very striking in her long PVC dress. The dress had a lovely cross-over lacing back to it. Adele was taken in by her long hair and striking looks. There was something about her she couldn't quite make out, but what ever it was, Adele felt her self becoming aroused.
She watched the woman and her partner find a table and sat down with their drinks. She initially put her to the back of her mind and chatted to her friends...
Having found a table and obtained a drink Howard and Jayne spent a few minutes looking around at the other people in the club. Across from them was a couple of men, obviously gay, dressed only in shorts and body paint, next to them was a women in a white lace negligee and thigh length white leather boots. Between the top of the boots and her negligee Howard could see the unmistakable criss/cross of white fish net stockings. "Wow", he thought "Why wasn't I behind her in the queue, would of made the wait some what more pleasant..."
Jayne had moved one of booted feet over to Howard's inner thigh under the table and was stroking up and down slowly. "We must pick the best fuck in the room" she whispered to him, "We've had some fantastic sex since being together but tonight must exceed even those nights....and I mean exceed them 100 times over."
Howard was glad he was sitting down. When Jayne got serious about sex it meant that everybody involved was about to learn something about themselves. She was voracious and he loved nothing more than being on the receiving end of her when she was in full blown nymphomaniac mood. She was in that mood tonight and it would take some real dirty sex to bring her down to earth.
Jayne suddenly kicked him under the table and indicated with her eyes to look to the left. Howard did so and saw the girl who had jumped the queue earlier. She was walking between the tables and would pass them any moment. He turned back to the table and waited for her to pass before taking a long hard look at her as she walked past with a casual grace that said "Look at me and despair because you know you're not good enough to have me."
She was wearing a very short black leather dress which came out at the bottom in an attempt at a skirt. The dress was so short however that the skirt part was decorative only. The bottom of her tight perfectly shaped arse cheeks were clearly on display as was the fact she was wearing a thong. She had on a suspender belt and black stockings, the tops of that were also clearly visible, arranged in perfect symmetry around her thighs. He followed the stockings down her long slim legs to her feet. Black 4 inch heels. Howard considered how she managed to stay on those heels when she was drunk. However this thought was immediately driven from his mind by a far more likely scenario, this wasn't a girl who got drunk in order to have a good time. Her idea of a night out was obviously something that involved very little alcohol.