It is late in the evening at an obscure club downtown. The room is hot and full of lights as the music pounds to our favorite songs. The dancers in the room are full of electricity and the dancing is getting fairly sexy. We sit in the corner VIP booth sharing vodka service with those that are interested. We are feeling the effects of the alcohol and our inhibitions are falling as we kiss more aggressively as the night goes on.
You get up from the table to blow me a kiss and you tell me you will be right back. As you walk towards the bathrooms, you run into two men with their shirts mostly unbuttoned. I see you run your hands around their firm muscular stomachs while you turn to me and blow another kiss. This causes a bit of jealousy to build in me but you meant to do that. You leave them behind and continue on your journey. Soon after I see them leave in different directions.
As you return to the table, you throw your hot red panties at my face and have a seat near me.
You lean forward, bite my earlobe and whisper, "I want you to eat my pussy under the table, right now."
I give you a look of surprise, but slide under the table anyway. I move your dress up around your waist to reveal your soaked pussy, which is slightly red from you already stimulating it. I begin to lick your labia and taste the juices that are flowing from between your legs. As I move my tongue deeper inside you, I realize that your taste has changed slightly. I thought about whether you have had another man inside you already this evening. Was this why you are already slightly red and swollen?
I begin to lick harder as the thoughts continued through my mind. Who was it? Did it happen here? Did you just have sex?
Since the taste was quite fresh, I began to speculate that your bathroom trip involved more than just the usual trip to the bathroom. With my tongue work intensifying, you begin to feel the pressure of your first orgasm waving through you. Soon after, you let out a small shriek that draws some attention nearby and you orgasm on my tongue violently.
I slide up from under the table and give you a passionate kiss while my hands begin to explore your breasts. I pinch your nipples through the fabric covering them and this begins to make your heart beat faster. I stop and ask the VIP staff for the curtains to be drawn around our area.
For the most part we are secluded from everyone seeing, but we want enough space to see the action on the dance floor and the bar. Soon after the curtains are drawn, I see the two men arrive back at the bar and to your delight, their eyes lock onto yours. I see you squirm slightly and wonder what is going on.
I ask, "Are you interested in their cocks?"
Without thinking about it you respond with, "I am so horny that I want to feel another man's cock in my mouth. I want to suck it until it cums in my mouth."
With this answer, I begin to squirm myself.
"I will be right back," I respond.
I get up and go over to the bar. As I approach the two men, they try to look away. Instead I ask them if they would like to join you for a drink. They looked surprised and I told them to please go join you while I watch from the bar.
As the two men approach you, you can now see that they are about 6 feet tall, olive skin tone, fit and muscular. They are in their early thirties and introduce themselves as Brad and Jim. At this point you could care less what their names were! Jim reaches for the vodka and pours 3 shots for all of you to enjoy. As he leans over, you run your hands around the curves of his muscular ass and moan slightly. He looks at you with a twinkle in his eye and hands you your shot. With a quick clink of the glasses, each of you drink the vodka and put your glasses down.
With a smile on your face, you ask Jim if he has a large cock.
"Why don't you find out," he replies.