That night I was able to show Jim my new piercings. We had dinner, then I said I needed to show him something. As soon as he saw them he made a grab for me. As much as I needed a good fucking, I told him he'd have to wait till Saturday, but I did give him one hell of a blow job. Not a quickie, but a slow and sensual one. Bringing him right to the edge before backing off till he calmed down. By the end I had Jim begging me to make him cum. And boy did he cum. There was so much I couldn't swallow it down my throat. He ended up finishing off over my face and I loved it.
The rest of the week seemed to drag by. I booked a nice room at the hotel for Saturday night and decided what I'd wear. I was desperate to be fucked. I needed to cum. Four days without either had me climbing the walls, but I knew it would be worth it and my new piercings needed time to heel. Even being unable to masturbate had me on a high.
When Saturday arrived I spent a long time in the bathroom preparing myself for what I hoped would be a mega experience for all of us. I shaved my legs and my pussy, nice and smooth. Did my hair and makeup, and packed my bag. Jim of course being a bloke, just chucked a couple of things in his overnight bag and then made yet another grab for me. Something he'd been doing all week since I'd shown him my new additions. Not that he got anywhere.
We'd decided to make a day of it. So we set off late morning to do some retail therapy and had booked a restaurant for dinner before the evening session. Jim was still unaware of what I had planned, but I'd made an effort for him in what I was wearing. A short cotton summer dress, with thin spaghetti straps. The top of which had a bit of a plunging neckline, so when I leaned forward he could see my newly pierced nipples. I also decided no panties this trip too, but he hadn't found that bit out yet.
We parked up at the hotel and left the car there, as we headed in to the shopping area. It's a nice town with some great shops, so I was soon able to drag him in to one to kick things off. We mooched around and Jim pointed out a couple of items he liked the look of. Taking the items we went to he changing cubicles at the rear of the store. A row of about six, with curtains covering each entrance. I selected one in the centre and went in, but left the curtain open a good six inches so Jim could watch as I changed. Imagine his surprise when he noticed I was only wearing the dress. No underwear!
Reaching in, Jim began to rub his hand over my back and arse. I didn't move. I just let his hand roam over my soft skin, down the crack of my arse and between my legs. I was soon very damp down there, as he rubbed my pussy lips and flicked my piercing. Pulling away I turned and slipped the first dress on. I said it was too big and asked him to fetch a smaller size. As he left he pulled the curtain closed, but I reached over and slid it back open, slightly further than before.
I returned to face inwards and removed the dress. As I did so I looked in the large wall mirror and could see another guy watching me through the gap. I wiggled my arse as I stood there and then turned back towards the gap, but pretended to look down and not notice him or make eye contact. I was enjoying this new experience of exhibitionism and didn't want to spoil it by scaring him off. I made a note to myself that this was something I was going to be trying more often.
Eventually Jim returned and told me they didn't have any smaller sizes in stock. He hadn't noticed the guy stood there, but as soon as Jim had returned, he'd turned away. Never mind, I said, there's plenty more shops to try. And that's what we did until dinner time. By the third shop Jim had cottoned on to what I was doing. When he returned with an alternate article he commented on the fact that the curtain seemed to be open more than he'd left it. I grinned at him and asked, so?
He reached in and found my cunt extremely wet this time. I guess we can try this some more, he suggested, the bulge in his trousers a clear give-away. He even began to encourage me more. He'd pull the curtain back far more than was necessary when talking to me and would leave it there when he went off. He even stood on the other side of the shop watching, while I stood naked in the cubicle waiting for his return. This way he could watch the reactions of other guys as they saw me and how they would hang around pretending to look at rails whilst letching at me.
By dinner time we were both exceedingly horny. I'd only bought two or three things and they were all raunchy underwear. During dinner and over a bottle of red wine, Jim kept his hand on my leg for as long as he could. Each time trying to slid his hand up my leg to my damp crotch. Only once did I allow him access and he took full advantage by managing to get a finger inside me.
Afterwards we returned to the hotel and booked in to our room. It was much better than I'd hoped for, with two double beds and a large bathroom with walk-in shower. We both took quick showers and began to get ready. Jim watched as I applied my makeup and then selected my outfit. Again I'd chosen a short wrap-around silky skirt, this time with a cerise coloured loose fitting blouse.
I asked him if he wanted me to wear any underwear, or if he preferred the easy access style. Eagerly he selected the latter option, with a huge grin on his face. I'd also decided, to tease the guys a bit more, I'd wear a pair of thigh high flesh coloured stockings. I sat on the edge of the bed and slowly rolled each one up my leg, as Jim stood there enthralled in the view up to my soft, smooth, shaved pussy.
Finally ready, we set of to the next door venue. It was much bigger than I'd expected and even had a dance floor in front of where the band would be playing. Around the edge were a range of tables and chairs and some semi-circular booths. I went and grabbed a booth while Jim went and got us some drinks. Sliding in next to me he handed me some sort of cocktail. Wow, I said, have I been a good girl? Not as good as I hope you're going to be, he replied.
About twenty minutes later Pete and Tony arrived. I stood as best I could and waved them over. Jim had met them a couple of times before, but never in a social way. Pete offered to get some more drinks and went off to the bar, returning with another cocktail for each of us. Tony had already slid in to the booth next to me, so I now had Jim one side and Tony the other. Pete sat next to Tony at this point.
As agreed, Pete then told us that our colleague who should have been in the band wasn't coming tonight as he was ill. That got rid of the issue about which one was he. Another twenty minutes went by in idle chit-chat when the band appeared and started to tune up. Tony offered to get some more drinks so off he went to the bar. Again returning with more cocktails. This was getting to be fun. Half a bottle of wine and three cocktails were starting to take effect.
Whilst Tony was gone I excused myself to find the ladies. After rechecking my makeup and applying some more perfume I left to find Pete standing outside in the corridor. He quickly moved in and embraced me in his arms, which wasn't easy as I said he's over six feet tall. As we kissed the cheeky bastard even managed to work his hand down and under my skirt to cop a quick grope of my arse. Lovely, he said, no knickers ready for easy access.
We didn't stay long as we'd be missed. I went back first, Pete following a minute or so behind. Back in the booth, drinks in hand the band started. To be honest they weren't as bad as some I'd heard. Too loud really to be able to talk without shouting, so we mainly sat there and listened. Halfway through the first set, Jim got up to get us all more drinks. This left me in the booth with Tony and Pete either side of me. As soon as he was gone they both turned towards me, each placing a hand on one of my stockings and thighs. As I turned to Tony, I could feel Pete's hand creep up and under my skirt again. His hand reached the top of my holdup and was soon feeling my flesh. With little resistance he soon reached his goal. Easing my legs apart he had direct access to my wet pussy.
Peanut butter thighs, Jim sometimes calls me. Easily spread! The bloody cheek, but of late so true.
With his hand stimulating me I began to moan in to Tony's mouth. That's when he realised what was happening. Not to be outdone he slid his hand up my other leg and soon found Pete's fingers buried inside my wet slit. Watching his face I saw his eyes shoot open when he encountered my clit ring. Pulling his face away from mine a huge grin appeared across it. I turned and paid Pete some attention then. Gluing my face to his as Tony continued playing with my ring and then working one or more of his fingers in to me along side Pete's.
We didn't have long, knowing Jim would soon be back. I gave each of them a quick grope of their now very firms cocks then sat back round and straightened myself up. That's when I noticed Stewart standing a short way off watching me and what was going on. I don't know if he was shocked or not, but he certainly looked happy enough. I guess after what happened between him and me in a public car park, he shouldn't have been too surprised at my antics.
Jim returned then with another round of cocktails. Things were really buzzing now. Feeling no pain I gulped mine down then dragged Jim up on to the dance floor. We moved through the crowd away from our table and I draped myself around him, beginning some sort of boogie to the tune. I'm having a wonderful time, I told him, how about you? Dropping his hands to my arse, he leaned down and kissed me quite passionately. Kneading my buttocks he said it was great and that he loved seeing me this happy. He also told me he liked my work colleagues. They seem good guys, he said.
Oh they are, I replied as I slid my hand between us gripping his firm dick. I wonder if they'd get hard like you if I danced with them?, I teased. Knowing you, it won't be long till you try and found out I guess, he smirked.
I looked at him and asked if he'd mind if I did? As long as you're still mine, I guess a little fooling around wouldn't hurt, he said smiling. At that he sneaked a hand between us and fondled my newly pierced nipple through my thin blouse. As I smiled back, he squeezed my nipple and pulled me closer with it, sending a jolt of pain through my body, but one that was mixed with intense pleasure.
The song ended and we made our way back to the table. Jim scooted in and as I went to follow Tony stood up and asked for a dance. Just at that point Stewart came over and said hi. I pretended to all the others that I knew him and greeted him like an old friend. He asked if he could join us and then offered to get another round of drinks for us all.
