This is a story about consenting adults, so if you are under 18 or have a problem with what adults do to stimulate the sex organ between their ears, get out of my world.
A friend of mine Richard and I decide to have a guy's night out; see a few clubs and hear some good music in the South Bay area of L.A. We wind up at the Forum in Torrance around ten, a great place for 30's guys like us that has a terrific resident retro country-rock band and not a lot of teeny-boppers.
Just inside the door we meet a couple of ladies Richard knows. They're unaccompanied so he invites them to sit with us and we find a table at the back where we can watch the band playing up a storm. We order drinks.
The lady closest to me is Maria, maybe twenty eight, part Hispanic from her complexion, a bigger woman but in a very attractive way and with a very pretty face. She is wearing a thigh length black dress with a little crepe in it, quite a lot of makeup and is sitting close enough on my left side I can tell the scent she's wearing is Pandora.
Soon Richard and the other lady want to dance so they leave the table. Maria and I don't say anything, just have a couple of drinks and listen to the music, which is quite loud. Then without preamble she leans close and says "Are you shy?"
I'm surprised and turn and look at her. Her face is still close to mine and she has a half smile. This should be good. I lean in quickly and kiss her. She doesn't pull away or put anything into it, just tilts her head for comfort. She has a nice soft mouth and it tastes good. Then I pull back and say "No."
She looks at me a second with a wider smile then pulls me back by my shirt and gives me a wet kiss. I can feel her tongue. She says "Nor am I."
I say "That so? Prove it."
"I would if we weren't here."
"Prove it here. Go in the bathroom and take off your panties and come back and give them to me."
"What if I'm not wearing any?"
"Oooo why would that be?"
"In case a guy wants to finger fuck me while we're out."
"Nice."
"Very."
"But you are aren't you?"
"Maybe."
"Then do it."
She looks at me a long second and gets up. Before she can walk away I catch her by the dress and she leans back down. "Before you come back I want you to finger fuck yourself a little while."
She sways away and I watch her go the ladies room. She has an ample ass but it's proportionate to her great tits. In five minutes she comes back and sits down. I feel her brush my hand with hers and then silky fabric in my palm.
"No over the table."
She hesitates then her hand comes up from under and puts a pair of black silk panties into my hand. I pocket them with my right hand and catch her wrist in my left. I bring it to my face and smell sex. The fingers are straight and I put the tips of the first two in my mouth and taste her.
She's grinning wickedly and says "You really know how to play this game don't you?"
"Maybe."
"I like to play too."
"Ooo with?"
"Whatever comes to hand. Or mouth."
"And what would that be?"
"Myself. Guy's cocks."
"What part of yourself?"
She looks at me a moment gauging how far she wants this to go and leans in. "I like to play with my cunt. That's when there isn't a guys cock up it, and sometimes then too."
"Mmmmmm I like that."
"Do you want to go somewhere?"
"No I'm happy here for now."
"Okay."
We order a third drink and when the waitress turns her back I slide my hand up Maria's thigh under the dress until I touch short trimmed hair. She widens her legs to let me get further and I feel moisture.
"You're very wet."
"I'm horny as hell. I nearly came in the bathroom."
"Good. Stay that way."
"Bastard." But she's smiling.
My fingers find the gap between her folds and I wiggle them up and down over her clit. She writhes in her seat and grabs my wrist. "Easy."
"You don't want to play anymore?"
"Fuck yes I do. Just... easy."
"I thought you weren't shy?"
"I'm not, it's just..."
Richard and the other girl come for their drinks so I take my hand away, but they don't stay. When they're gone I say "I'll play the game with you but two rules."
"What are those?"
"No limits and if you refuse to do anything I say we stop."
"What do you mean no limits?"
"You do anything I ask, I do the same."
"Within what limits?"
"No limits remember?"
"You mean if you tell me to strip and walk around in here naked I have to do it? Or get down and suck you off right now I have to do that?"
"Yes but then we'd get arrested and the game would stop so that's not likely to happen. You can have a safe word if you like."
The band has launched into a pretty good cover of the Eagles' 'Lying Eyes'. We sip our drinks and listen and when it ends she says "Okay. Just till one am though because I have to get home. And the safe word is 'footwear'."
"I accept."