NOTE: This story follows immediately after the events of Chapter 6. In fact, the first part of this one probably should have appeared at the end of that one. Sorry about that.
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After the amateur contest was over, Amber was surrounded by enthusiastic admirers, all offering to buy her drinks at the very least. She reported that one fairly inebriated guy proposed marriage. After a little bit of this, though, Amber's new friend, the staggering and statuesque Sable, took her by the arm and cleared a way through the throng. The two women made their way over to where I was sitting, watching everything. As soon as she laid eyes on me, Amber leapt into my lap, throwing her arms around my neck and kissing my face and neck enthusiastically.
"I won!" she crowed, grinning from ear to ear.
"Did you have any doubt?" I laughed.
Amber grabbed my face in her hands and kissed me hard and deep. "Thank you so much!" she said intently.
Sable leaned in close to us, her face only an inch from Amber's, and said, "I have to work for another half hour. You two don't go anywhere!"
Amber's eyes were alight with passion and lust as she replied, "Don't dawdle!"
Sable kissed Amber on the cheek and gave me a wink, then turned away and stalked off toward one of the stages. I watched her muscular ass go.
Amber snuggled up against me and said, "She's so fucking hot, isn't she?"
"She's pretty amazing, but you're the one who just got this whole place worked up," I smiled, kissing her neck.
"Including you," she grinned as her hand groped my hard cock through my slacks.
"Well, that goes without saying," I laughed.
Sable took the stage and we watched her lithe, ebony form seduce the crowd. Her long, taut limbs and phenomenal ass were the object of veritable worship for all the hormone crazed men in the audience, of which I was in no way excepted! Amber and I watched as Sable's haughty gaze swept the audience, only rarely favoring some lucky penitent with a dazzling smile.
All the while, Amber's hand continued to make mischief in my lap. I returned the favor by running my hand up the inside of her thigh, where I began to play with her through the thin fabric of her thong. After a very short bit of this, Amber sprang up out of my lap and grabbed my hand. Without a word of explanation she dragged me out of my seat, and pulled me toward the door.
"Sable said..." I protested weakly.
"We'll be right back!" she snapped. Then, passing the guy at the door, she told him, "Tell Sable we'll be right back."
I think he was laughing as I was jerked past him out into the parking lot.
Amber stopped then and looked around for a moment. Then I was being pulled off to the right, toward the rear corner of the club. Here, at the back of the club, beyond a not-terribly-imposing bush, was a picnic table – top smoothed by several thick coats of paint – where the club staff apparently took occasional breaks. There was a small section of the parking lot back there as well, with about 20 cars parked in it. A light towered over the area, bathing it in a blue-white light. There were a few guys hanging out and talking over by the cars. Amber paid no attention to most of these details. Instead, she dragged me over toward the picnic table, and pulled me to her for a savage kiss.
Her tongue was in my mouth, her teeth were biting my lower lip, and her hands were undoing my pants – all at once. Of course, it wasn't like I was resisting. I was actually squeezing her ass and backing her against the picnic table. I was vaguely aware that we were in plain view of the men in the parking lot, but by then Amber had my cock out and was pulling and twisting it.
I took Amber by the waist, lifted her up and sat her down on the edge of the table. I thought I would take the time to remove her g-string, but she wasn't that patient. Without breaking our fervent kissing, Amber reached down and pulled the thin strip of fabric to the side, and then pressed my stiff, horny cock against her very wet pussy. Not needing any further encouragement, I pushed myself into her. She was as hot and tight as I had ever known her.
Knowing she was in no mood for teasing, I shoved hard up into her, impaling her on my thick shaft and grinding my lower body against her enflamed clit. Her hands squeezed my ass, and her whimper escaped between our lips. I drew back and drove forward again. Somehow I was aware that the talking in the parking lot had stopped and the men were edging closer.
I pulled back from Amber enough that I could look into her face as I fucked her roughly on that now creaking picnic table. She bit her own lip and looked back at me with feral lust blazing in her eyes. My body was slamming up against hers and she was nodding with each thrust, silently saying, "Yes, fuck me just like that."
She fell back, leaning back on the table with her arms behind her. I held on to her narrow, muscular waist as I thrust in and out of her pussy. Her legs were wrapped around me, her ankles crossed at the small of my back. I saw her glance to the side where there were now at least a dozen dumb-struck guys watching, and then she closed her eyes as her orgasm hit. She threw her head back and let out an inarticulate moan. I felt her pussy clenching and pulling at my cock and her entire body was shaking.
"God, I needed that!" she breathed. Then she looked at the guys in the "audience," before looking back at me and saying in a much louder voice, "But what I really need is for you to fill my pussy with your cum."
