The 'Back to Basics' series of stories is my way of getting back to better quality by going back to where I started: Ashley, Becca and myself. Recently, I burned myself out trying to write stories for specific people and I think my quality suffered for it. I will continue to write other things, but for now, it's Back to Basics.
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I sat at the bar, nursing my soda. I looked at myself in the bar mirror and sighed. Suddenly, I got that feeling that I was being watched. I looked around, but couldn't see anyone who had taken an interest in me. I started to turn around when I felt it again. I paused and looked again, but still couldn't see anyone. I shook my head and turned back to my drink. I started to take a sip but I put it down when I felt their presence. I looked up, but not at the mirror, because I knew that would be pointless with so many people in the club. I slowly turned on my barstool and looked across the dance floor.
It took a moment to find them, but find them I did. There were two of them, total opposites of each other. One, taller and athletic, the other shorter and curvy. One dressed in a dark green shirt and dark blue jeans, the other in all black, tight shirt and very tight pants. One with red hair, the other dark. The only thing they shared was the color of their skin: pale. They looked at me as if I were their next meal. The redhead smirked and the brunette grinned as they moved onto the dance floor.
The next song, whatever it was, was bass heavy like they all had been and I could feel the thumping in my chest, though I didn't know if it was from the song or from watching these two start dancing with each other. Now, I don't mean the dancing two girls would do in high school where they were about two feet apart and talking to each other. I mean these two were dancing about four inches apart, hands brushing each other's shoulders, waists and each other's hands. Their things touched occasionally. Their lips were moving, but I couldn't tell what they were saying. Whatever it was, they were definitely drawing the notice of people around them, mostly from the men, but there was the occasional woman who looked their way.
As the song went on, obviously an extended remix of some kind, clusters of men made their way tentatively to the pair, though the mysterious twosome ignored everyone except each other. If someone spoke to them, they received the barest of glimpses, then the eyes of these two phenomenal beauties returned to each other. The hint was gradually received and a small space was created around these two. The stares from the surrounded throng did not cease, though the pair either didn't notice or didn't care.
The brunette began moving her fingers up the redhead's side. She caressed the arms of the redhead and traced her fingers up the side of her face. With a sudden swiftness, the redhead jerked her face around and, looking straight at me, captured her partner's finger in her mouth. Needless to say, this caused a major shift in the blood. I could feel my penis trying to harden inside my pants. My underwear was restraining it, something I would dearly loved to have fixed if it weren't for all the people around. So, being very nonchalant, I only showed half the people around me the outline of my cock as I stood up to adjust myself. I got a couple of raised eyebrows from some of the nearby female patrons, not to mention some hopeful smiles. I smiled back but then made enemies as I returned my attention to the pair on the dance floor.
The redhead still had the brunette's finger in her mouth and her eyes locked on me, but now she was moving her head slightly back and forth, giving her partner a finger blowjob. The brunette pulled her finger out and began trailing it down the redhead's chin and down across her throat. She even went so far as to drag it under the low cut collar of the shirt the redhead was wearing. The redhead closed her eyes and pulled the brunette closer, their bodies moving together in some dance unknown to the rest of the club. The brunette, for her part, began nuzzling the redhead's neck.
She turned her head and she was looking right at me as she placed small kisses on her mate's throat. I gulped and felt myself put some effort into getting a full erection. It was really starting to hurt. The song suddenly ended and there was half a second of silence between that song and the next. In that small gap, and maybe it was my imagination, I thought I heard the redhead gasp as the brunette pushed her leg between the redhead's thighs.
The next song started, again with the super thumping bass and I turned to take a drink to relieve my suddenly dry throat. As I gulped the rest of my drink, I felt someone move into my personal space. You know, there's that area that you're aware of people in without even needing to see them. This was one of those times, but it was different. This time, there was a presence, a power, if you will. Whoever was there was definitely trying to make their presence known. I swallowed the liquid that I had in my mouth and turned slowly, a feeling of anticipation building in my stomach.
I turned and there they were, staring at me. The eyes of both women seemed to shine in the dim light of the nightclub. The redhead reached out and touched my knee as the brunette beckoned me with a 'come hither' motion of her finger. I needed no more invitation than that. I turned and dropped a twenty on the bar, which more than covered my tab. I checked myself quickly in the mirror as I stood up and then turned. Apparently, my moment's hesitation caused the pair to rediscover the need to kiss each other again, as they were locking lips with each other and letting their hands roam each others bodies, oblivious to the people around them. I let this go on for a few seconds and then cleared my throat, which could barely be heard over the thumping of the next song.
The girls didn't even have the decency to look ashamed. They released each other and smiled at me, a smile that is usually found on the faces of predators about to eat their prey. They each grabbed a hand and led me through the club, off to one of the smaller dance floors. Before I knew what was happening, they surrounded me by looping their arms around me and dancing extremely close to me, the redhead in front and the brunette in the back. The redhead was grinding herself into my crotch, moving against my already hard member. The brunette was reaching across the distance between the redhead and me, grabbing the redhead's breast and pinching her nipple. The redhead never took her eyes off of mine, staring at me, almost daring me to say anything. There was nothing I could say, so I wrapped my arms around her and pulled her even closer than she was before.
The brunette was obviously not happy with the way things were working, so she pushed the redhead back and took her place in front of me with her back to me. The redhead raised an eyebrow, but kept her mouth shut. The brunette began grinding her gorgeously round behind against my crotch. The redhead stepped up directly in front of her and cupped both large breasts in her hands along with a powerful kiss. I glanced around and noticed that we were attracting a crowd. I managed to get the redhead's attention and motion the maybe we should take this elsewhere.
She smiled and whispered in the brunette's ear, who nodded her head. We all held hands as we walked out of the club. I'm sure I smirked as I noticed all of the jealous stares as we passed. As we hit the sidewalk, I put my arms around them. I felt both of their hands on my butt as we walked to my car. We barely made it to my car before they attacked each other again. I watched as the redhead pinned the smaller brunette against the side of the car, thinking that if I didn't do something soon, they would lose any interest in me they had.
Without really paying attention to what I was doing, I leaned into the redhead, catching her off guard. I pushed her against the driver's side door of the car and ground myself into her, kissing her hard on the mouth. She gripped my shoulders and squeezed. Hard. It took a moment for the signal to get to my brain, but it got there and I released my hold on her and stepped back away from her. She leaned away from the car door and bit my ear and then whispered that it wasn't my turn yet and didn't I have somewhere to take them when it WAS my turn?