When I was at school I got into a group of girls that enjoyed each other's pleasures; with the guidance of our tutor, Miss Glen, we all found that our bodies could be used to excite ourselves as well as the pubescent boys in our year.
When not under the instruction of Miss Glen we often would laze around, playing with each other, sometimes in couples and sometimes in groups. As time goes by you forget how much fun you had when you were young; after meeting some of my old class mates recently at a wedding, I started to remember how we as girls would abandon our undergarments and tease each other across classes without the knowledge of other students that were sat around.
We all had a bit to drink sat around our table and it was then that I felt someone's foot working its way up my thigh. I tried not to show any of the others that there was anything happening, but when the foot found its goal I did gasp slightly; that, I thought, had given the game away.
No one seemed to pay any attention to my gasp but as the mischievous foot worked its way into my sexual crevice, I felt an air of tension wash over me and I gripped the edge of the table, bracing my self against the onslaught of its attention. I tried to see if I could tell who of the five other women that were sat around the table was teasing me in this way, but none of them showed any sign that it was them, so I parted my legs to allow whoever it was full access to my sexual folds.
The wedding party left for their hotel at about 10:30 pm, and soon after the six of us girls decided to go to a nightclub that Lucy knew, assuring us all that it was a ladies night and the only men in the club would be there for our entertainment.
Most of you have heard about "ladies' night out" parties, usually with some guys with good bodies who shake it up and don't have a lot in the way of inhibitions. Well, I had the feeling that this night was going to end up as just one of those nights. I know we were at an old friend's wedding but most of the men were married, or were so pissed by 10 o'clock they would not have been able to get it up even with a pair of crutches. As usual I got my share of come-ons from the men that were able to stand up straight, but while I was trying to be discreet the memory of the foot under the table had me thinking of the feminine sex, so telling each man that it was my time of the month soon sent them running.
After a short walk we were at the club door; at first the bouncers were not going to let us in as it was supposed to be a ticket only night, but after a bit of coaxing the head bouncer told us that as it was quieter than normal he would let us in, as long as we paid the ticket cover charge. We joked around telling him that if he let us in one of us would give him a blow job and he could choose who, but he declined saying that he couldn't do that but if the offer was still good he wouldn't say no after work. He was joking I think, but I know he went off with another girl towards 1 am and did not return for a good half hour, so he might have got his cock sucked after all.
