Trisha blushed as she said, "Thank you."
Just then, Allen returned. "Sorry guys...hey, what's going on?"
Trisha's dad was watching quite closely the way his daughter interacted with the two men. He could see from the body language and their expressions that they have moved beyond small talk and pleasantries. He realized Trisha was a little nervous earlier. He was about to come to her rescue when he saw the confidence return to her face. He watched intensely as he could feel that something interesting was about to unfold.
"Is everything okay?" Allen asked, noticing the slight tension in the air.
"Everything is great. Trisha, do you want to update Allen on what we were discussing?" Dan asked, putting Trisha on the spot.
"Well...err...I'm not wearing panty...and I guess I accidentally showed it to Dan," said Trisha, almost apologetically.
"Wow...That's pretty cool. I sometimes don't wear underwear myself...he's lucky to have seen it."
"Trisha...maybe you should show...what I saw...to Allen too. It's only fair."
"Guys...you are kidding, right?" Trisha asked, trying to buy time before deciding what to do.
"No, we're not. It's a genuine request. Of course, it's up to you. Both of us would love to see it," said Dan.
"I don't know guys...we're talking about my privates here."
"Come on. I've already seen it. This is for Allen. No way I can describe to him how beautiful your pussy is," Dan pleaded.
"Please say yes, Trisha. I want to see what the hype is all about," pressured Allen.
Trisha thought for a while. She looked in the direction of her dad and noticed that he was watching with keen interest.
"Okay, let's do this...My dress is short enough that you could see when I lift my hands up...I'll pretend to adjust my hair, and you guys would be able to get a good view," suggested Trisha.
"That's sounds like a plan," said Allen excitedly.
"You guys will need to shield me though...so that others can't see," Trisha said. She couldn't believe she was giving in so easily to their request.
Allen positioned himself close to Trisha, obstructing her dad's line of view. In addition to that, Trisha, Dan and the bar itself would keep her privates from prying eyes.
"By the way...love your dress. Your bra is so exposed and visible...not to mention very accessible too," Allen gave his compliments.
"Thank you...I had some help dressing up today."
Trisha arched her body, chest forward, ass back, raised both her hands to untie her high pony tail, freed her blonde hair for a brief moment before gathering her hair again, and retying the pony tail with her elbows raised high above her head. When she did that, the hem of her dress was lifted a few inches baring her pussy. Dan quickly made the move to hold on to the hem of the dress so that her pussy remain exposed.
Trisha's dad watched and smiled. He could see what his teen daughter was doing.
"Wow, that's a beautiful young pussy...so soft, smooth...and look at those long slender thighs, Dan," Allen remarked.
"She's a beauty alright. Trisha, part your legs wider, please," Dan requested politely.
Trisha parted her legs knowing that the guys would see her wet folds.
"She's wet...I so want to touch her...Is it okay to touch you, Trisha?" Dan asked.
Before she could answer him, the DJ took to the microphone again and announced that it was time for "Dancing in the Dark".
"Shall we dance?" Trisha asked, slowly getting off the stool. "Allen...care to join us?"
"If three's not a crowd..."
"Sure. Join us...It will be fun," said Dan, giving Allen a wink.
Trisha's dad watched as his lanky framed daughter move to the dance floor with the two older men. He saw three of them on the dance floor with at least ten other couples. There were a few people who had no partners. He wished he had night vision goggles so that he could see what was about to unfold.
Trisha noticed Dan whispering into Allen's ears. She had a feeling they were planning something naughty.
"Trisha...are we just dancing...or more?" Dan asked with a sinister smile on his face.
"The song is only about four minutes long...you can't do much in that period, guys."
"Well, we have to make the most of the time we have then, don't we?" said Allen while nudging Dan with his elbow.
"What do you guys have in mind?" asked Trisha, sounding a little nervous.
"We'll dance for about 30 seconds, and after that...," replied Dan before being interrupted by the DJ again.
"We're going to turn off all the lights in a few seconds. Only the lights at the bar will be switched on but they will be super dimmed. For safety reasons, we would advise you to stay at your seats until the song is over. So, are we ready to dance in the dark?"
The crowd cheered in agreement.
The DJ continued, "Okay, the song will come on as soon as the lights are off. Let's go to darkness mode in 3...2...1!!"
The Boss' hit song blasted through the speakers as soon as the lights were switched off. Trisha started dancing and knew her two new friends were close by. She could hear them moving to the music and talking too, although she couldn't make out what they were saying. Trisha knew thirty seconds would pass by very quickly and the two guys were up to something that will involve her. She tried not to think about it, raised her hands high up in the air and swayed sexily to the music. Trisha knew the hem of her dress was raised above her pussy but she didn't care as no one could see.
It didn't take too long for someone to whisper into her ears. It was Allen.
"Trisha...you keep on dancing...I'm going to remove your bra."
Trisha was startled but she kept on dancing, most of the time with her hands high up in the air. She knew the dress she was wearing had her bra mostly exposed and it wouldn't be too much effort to remove it.
Trisha felt Allen's hand feeling her mostly bare back for the bra hook. He found it and swiftly unhooked it. She felt the bra cups lose some contact with her skin. Allen then lowered her right hand and slid one bra strap off. He then lowered the other hand and did the same. Allen then slowly pulled the bra off her. Trisha felt the material brush against her now erect nipples before completely losing contact with her body.
She then felt a different pair of hands on her shoulders. It was Dan.
"Trisha...do you trust us?" Dan whispered into her ears.
"I...I don't know...why...why do you ask?"
"Allen removed your bra...I think we should remove your dress too."
"What???!"
"Don't worry...we'll give it to you in time for you to put it back on before the song finishes...you've got to trust us."
As Trisha was thinking about it, Dan was slowly slipping the straps of her dress off her shoulders. It was happening too quickly and she couldn't decide. Both straps were off her shoulders and only her breasts were preventing the dress from dropping to the floor. As Trisha had average sized breasts, all it needed was a little tug for gravity to play its part in bringing her dress down.
"Here we go...," said Dan, as he provided the extra pull. Trisha felt her dress slide down her naked body and form a ring around her feet. She was naked except for the thigh high stockings and the 5-inch heels she wore. Trisha could hear her heart racing and feel the juices soaking her pussy. She was clearly nervous and excited at the same time for the huge risk she was taking. Trisha carefully stepped out of her dress, and waited.
She need not wait too long as her naked back made contact with the front of a man whom she knew was Dan. Trisha could feel the excitement in him as he pressed himself against her ass. He held her wrists and slowly brought her hands up to wrap them around his neck. This made her chest to be thrusted forward. He then used his large hands to fully cup her breasts. Her pointed nipples were nestled safely in his palms. Trisha tilted her head back and rested it on his shoulder with her face turned towards his ear. Dan gently massaged, squeezed and kneaded her soft but taut breasts, and he was rewarded with her soft sounds of pleasure escaping Trisha's mouth and directly into his ear.
Trisha then felt someone else feeling his way to locate her body. It had to be Allen. Having found her, Allen put his hands on either side of her hips. She could tell that he was kneeling in front of her. Trisha could anticipate what Allen was going to do. She waited and felt a warm kiss just above her pussy. Knowing that he missed the target, Allen used his sense of smell to lead him to the center of her sex. He hungrily licked and ate her, slurping on her sweet juices. Trisha unconsciously parted her legs to give him better access. She was moaning pretty loudly now and her nails were digging into Dan's neck. Allen took her right heel-clad foot and placed it carefully on his shoulder to spread her more. He was now darting his long tongue in and out of her well lubricated fuck hole.
Trisha was gasping and moaning quite loudly now, and this forced Dan to let go of one of her breasts to use the free hand to cover her mouth. He knew she was about to cum. Dan turned her around and guided her to bend her body at the waist. He went on his knees to cup her breasts which were now hanging freely downwards. To muffle her loud moans, he found and kissed her soft lips.
Allen had to halt his onslaught of Trisha's pussy when Dan turned her around. He could feel her body bent with her ass facing him. He cupped each ass cheek to spread her open and ran his tongue along the valley. When he found her anus, he rimmed her ass hole.
Trisha knew she was about to cum. Dan was a good kisser and she was sword-fighting him with her tongue while enjoying his strong hands 'milking' her breasts. At the same time, Allen was violating her butt hole with his tongue. No one had done that to her before and she was enjoying it. Just when she thought that her quivering pussy needed some attention, Allen drove two of his fingers deep inside her. It slid in quite easily into her tight hole as she was soaking wet. Her juices were trailing down her slender thighs and wetting her thigh high stockings. As Allen finger fucked and rimmed her, Trisha knew that she couldn't hold it anymore. She had to and eventually, she came quite violently. Her body shook and shuddered as she let out a long moan of satisfaction.
