Darling Readers,
Technically this is Chapter 2, Part 2, but don't let that worry you. It follows on just fine from before.
Sorry it took so long to get to you - please, I adore receiving your comments, and ideas, and I respond to many.
All the usual things apply..please don't read if you are too young - and don't do drugs. These are just impossibly decadent hotties!
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With that, Danielle led Bethany purposefully to the ladies' restroom, the pair of them joined hand-in-hand, but with Danielle driving them. On entering the restroom, they met three of the attractive young birthdaying girls who were just leaving in a giggling blonde bunch.
When Danielle and Bethany looked around inside the ladies' room, there were only a couple of women in there, a few individuals at the basins counter tending to their faces. Along one wall was a black sideboard with white marble sinks depressed into it and sparkling gold taps. Continuing the gaudy decor of the room, the walls, ceilings and tiled floor were also gleaming obsidian, and the light fittings were in a gothic gold style too. Above the sinks sideboard, and covering most of the back wall there were several enormous mirrors reaching to the ceiling. This was one of the club's smaller restrooms, and besides the counter there were only four toilet stalls against the opposite side, with the door to one of the middle ones shut and seemingly occupied.
Without a further look, Dani and Beth headed straight to one of the neighbouring stalls, and as they did so, locking the stall door behind them, they immediately heard some distinctive sounds coming from the occupied cubicle next to their's. The noises being produced 'next door' involved some low moaning that unmistakably indicated somebody's growing sexual pleasure, and a rhythmic kind of wet squelching sound that was highly suggestive of a blow job. The groaning of building passion was growing steadily louder, but there was something about it that puzzled Danielle, even if she couldn't put her finger on it, and anyway, Danielle's mind was firmly fixed on the pleasure she was about to receive herself.
The floor of their stall had the typical residue of nightclub toilets as a Friday night progresses, and this was the VIP rooms. There were bits of toilet paper strewn around the floor, some wet patches, a few crushed cigarette ends and even two obviously used condoms oozing in one corner. Bethany wondered why it was always the most exclusive nightclubs that had toilets that became the filthiest (in more ways than one).
"Perfect." said Danielle as she surveyed the scene though. She then moved right to the back of the cubicle and stood facing the wall, effectively straddling the toilet bowl as she lent forward with her hands on the wall.
"God, I need your tongue now, bitch," she whispered between clenched teeth as she looked over her shoulder in pure lust at Bethany standing expectantly behind her. By way of a response, Beth lent in to Danielle and holding her round her to-die-for waist, she very quickly planted a kiss direct on her girlfriend's lips, making very sure she pushed and rubbed her large breasts hard into Dani's back as she did so.
Breaking the kiss just as immediately as she had started it, Bethany started to slide her hands down her lover's body, feeling the whole way down, the sides of Dani's shapely waist, to the top of her wonderfully curved hips, smoothing her hands round these, so that her hands arrived on Danielle's ass cheeks. When her hands settled happily there, Bethany dropped into a squatting position behind Dani, positioned in such a way that her head was level with Dani's ass.
"Oh baby, make love to me in your very special and perverted way..." Danielle whined in a voice that it was impossible to deny. Not that Bethany would ever even dream of turning down THIS type of plea. This was because Bethany had a quite depraved and submissive ass fetish, and Dani really brought it out in her.
Bethany had discovered in her late teens that she possessed an all-powerful desire, a need even, to perform 'anallingus' on pretty girls. Beth had pleasured many women in that deviant way, but as her relationship with Danielle had budded, she learnt that Dani really accepted Bethany and her extreme fetish, and the consequence was that Danielle had got to enjoy its benefits again and again. In fact, the girls' special understanding and the very intimate give-take of this kinky arrangement was one of the blocks of their amazing relationship. Having serviced many female anuses with her mouth, and never tiring of it, Bethany had developed a most incredible talent for her specialty sex act too. It was her sheer enjoyment of performing anallingus that helped make her so skilled. Crouching down on her platformed high heels, her own butt resting on the back of her legs, Bethany began. At first, she slid her hands back up her lover's ass, moving the seat of the tiny white skirt up and away as she did so, exposing the peach of Dani's perfectly-shaped behind. Shifted up to above her hips, the lycra mix in the tight skirt's material held the garment there around her waist, and as there were no panties, so Bethany had uninhibited access to Danielle's derriere and the treasure of her tightest hole.
Behind her, Danielle could feel her partner's warm breath quickened on the skin of her cheeks, and she knew she was only lovely moments away from a very depraved orgasmic heaven. She couldn't prevent a shudder as she dreamt of the imminent tide of anal pleasure that was soon to wash over her courtesy of her devoted and hopelessly filthy girlfriend. Like always, she marveled in excitement too of how an act so twisted could release so many butterflies of pleasure into her tummy and brain?
Bethany then moved her hands so that each cupped one of Dani's ass cheeks, getting the lovely buns ready to be parted. She always adored the feeling of sliding her exquisitely manicured fingernails into a girl's asscrack, with the delicate moisture and intimate warmth in there. She adored the odour that was only found deep in that crack, and in life, she dearly loved this special musk of Dani's to be secretly on her fingers through the day. That way, wherever she was, Bethany could always discreetly smell her fingers and be transported back to where she longed to be.