(This is the continuation of a story about two work associates travelling to Amsterdam on business. The primary characters are real, but the story is total fantasy. It's best to start at the beginning. Enjoy, and send me your comments. Don't forget to vote.)
Colleen and I had been dancing, where I had explained to her about the "cubes." I had just returned from the "cubes" where one of our tablemates, the blonde, and I had an exciting bout of oral sex. I had just commanded Colleen to give oral sex to all of our tablemates.
As we walked back to the table, I made sure that our tablemates saw me run my hand across her ass, slipping my hand between her legs. I could feel her pussy juices through her panties, and my cock stiffened even more. Her nipples were hard and she was breathing heavily as we joined our tablemates. Yet another joint was making the rounds, and both of us dutifully took a toke. I was sitting next to the dark haired girl, enjoying my toke, when I felt a hand on my crotch, lightly caressing my cock through my slacks. I finished my toke and handed her the joint.
She smiled at me, and took the joint, and then commented just loud enough for only me to hear, "Hmmmm, you have a nice cock, and your lady is really hot!"
I took advantage of her forwardness, and leaned over, whispering into her ear, "Do you think she is sexy?"
"Oh, yeah," she answered with absolutely no hesitation.
I whispered back, "Take her out on the dance floor, and she'll eat your pussy if you ask."
"Ooooh!" was her only response. She squeezed my cock and took another toke. But before she could make a move on Colleen, one of the guys asked Colleen to dance. Of course she accepted. I watched Colleen's delectable ass as they made their way to the dance floor. The song was a fast one, but Colleen took advantage of it to dance seductively in front of the poor guy, making sure that her boobs bounced a lot and that he got great views of her breasts and nipples. The next song was slow, and I watched them slide together. I was enjoying watching the intimacy between the two recent strangers, but lost my view of them as the dance floor became crowded with couples in all forms of intimate embraces.
Our dark haired lady, realizing that she would have to wait for Colleen, grabbed the other guy at the table and dragged him onto the dance floor, leaving the tall blonde and me alone at the table. We looked at each other and smiled, following the others onto the dance floor seconds later. As we approached the dance floor, I slipped my hand into my pocket and turned Colleen's egg up one more notch. I wanted to make sure that when I got her back to the hotel, that her pussy was soaking wet with her juices. The blonde and I quickly got into the groove of the song. Before I knew it the blonde had turned around facing away from me and was once again grinding her ass against my crotch.
At that point we found ourselves dancing next to Blackie and one of the guys. Before I knew it, the girls had swapped places, and Blackie was now imitating the blonde's actions, grinding her ass against my hardening cock. I slid my hands down her sides to her waist, where I subtly took control of our action. Intending to save what was left of my sexual energy for Colleen later that evening, I vowed not to go to the "cubes" with Blackie. But, my vow wasn't going to keep me from playing with her. Our gyrations had caused her t shirt to rise and I soon found that my hands were on skin. As we swayed to the music I slid my hands under her shirt are started to slide them upwards across her belly. She ground harder into my cock in appreciation. Emboldened by her actions, I continued the upward stroll of my hands until I felt the undersides of her delightful boobs through the thin material of her bra on the sides of my thumbs. I didn't stop there, slowly raising my hands even further, essentially encompassing her breasts. She responded with a low moan, and another hard grind against my crotch.
My fingers found her nipples through the bra, and I started tweaking them. The response was immediate as they quickly hardened and pressed out, trying to escape from the bra. As heavy as our activity was, a glance around the dance floor showed that we were relatively conservative in our behavior. A few feet away, a somewhat overweight woman was dancing topless as her pendulous boobs swayed erotically to the music. Her hand was busy inside the zipper of her partner's pants. Another girl was dancing in only a demi-bra and a thong. Her partner's tight slacks showed evidence of a large and hard cock. I had lost complete sight of Colleen, but I hoped that she had found her way to the cubes with her dance partner. Blackie and I continued our dirty dancing until the song ended. We then made our way back to the table. We sipped our drinks for several minutes when Colleen and her dancing partner returned. From the grins on their faces, I was pretty sure that they had made it to the "cubes."
Colleen gave me a wet kiss, and I was pretty sure that I tasted more than just her saliva. It was confirmed a few minutes later when her dance partner announced loudly to his twin, "You need to dance with the American girl. She will get you hot on the dance floor, and then take you to the "cubes."
But, before the twin could act, Blackie announced, "Nope, not yet. It is my turn." With that announcement, Blackie took Colleen by the hand, and headed straight towards the "cubes." We all grinned at each other, as our individual minds played out the scene that was about to happen. Blondie and one of the twins went out and danced while the other twin and I enjoyed our drinks. I relaxed and enjoyed the blatant eroticism being displayed by the many couples on the dance floor. Many couples danced continuously, but I did notice that there was now a regular flow of people going to and from the "cubes." After a couple of songs had finished I was pretty sure that Blackie had disappeared into the "cubes" with Colleen.
But I was wrong, as Colleen plopped down in my lap, having snuck up on me from behind. She leaned over and gave me a kiss, and then after that she whispered in my ear, "Blackie wants you to watch as I eat her pussy."
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I didn't need to be convinced. I got up and followed Colleen towards the "cubes." As we approached the deejay table, Blackie joined us out of the crowd. The next thing I knew both women were pawing at my body, sharing a hug, and to the greatest extent possible ensuring that the door guard would view as sufficiently sexually engaged to gain admittance. We were successful, as the beefy doorman opened the door for us, making sure to obtain as many different peeks into Colleen's dress as he could.
Colleen and I followed Blackie down the stairs to the cubes. As we descended, I turned Colleen's egg up a notch or two. I was rewarded with an instantaneous shudder. She stopped and stepped up a sep so that she could whisper in my ear, "Jeez, I am so horny and hot. My pussy is soaking wet. If you turn it up one more notch, I am going to have an instantaneous orgasm."
"That is good to know," I replied nonchalantly. I did turn the egg down a notch, so that she could finish descending the stairs without injury.
Blackie was ahead of a couple of doors, but apparently had found an interesting scene to watch, as she was glued to one of the windows. Colleen sidled up next to her and I took a position behind them but between them so that I could watch the action from between them. The scene was certainly worthy of our attention as a tall obviously enhanced Amazon woman was entertaining four guys simultaneously. Two white guys and two black guys were clearly enjoying her sexual skills. We could see one of the black dudes piercing in and out of her cunt with a cock of suitable size to star in pornos. She was sucking one of the white guys' dicks, and the other two were enjoying hand jobs. Blackie was already breathing heavily, and Colleen was nothing but adrenaline and horniness as she quivered next to me. As we watched the build up the bukkake scene, I slid my hands up and down the bodies of my "cube" mates, taking every advantage of their risquΓ© outfits to cop feels. Their groans and shudders only egged me on. I slipped my right hand off of Colleen's delicious body and into my pocket just long enough to turn up her egg.