Half an hour later, Jane and I were lay in each others arms. The bed was a mess, dark wet patches covered the sheet, the quilt was an after thought thrown over the bedroom chair. Two dildos, one a ten inch black mamba, the other a slim seven inch lay discarded by the pillows.
Jane was breathing heavily as her last orgasm faded. I had made her cum twice as a reward for making me cum three times, once whilst the black mamba was buried deep in my sopping wet cunt, and the slim Jim was lodged in my arse.
Anal penetration was a new sensation for me. I had never had the confidence to let either Mark, or any previous boyfriends, take my anal cherry. Now I was well and truly converted to the pleasures of sodomy. So intense was the sensation, that I had squirted when I climaxed the final time.
I hugged Jane tight and whispered, "I love you, really, really love you. I want you here with me forever."
"I love you too, baby girl, and I am so glad you are starting to see that Mark is never going to give you what you want or indeed need." she replied sleepily, "Now though we have to get ready, we've a slut to meet and a night of total debauchery to look forward to."
We used the bathroom, to clean up, repaired our make-up and hair before we got dressed again. Jane had already decided she was going out without underwear and was just sporting a pair of hold-ups, so I decided on the same. My tits sagged slightly, but the rock hard erect nipples pushing against the fabric of my dress made that seem irrelevant.
Jane stood next to me in front of the mirror finishing off her hair and reached over and tweaked my right nipple. I let out a little groan as she said, "Until later sweetheart," and winked at me in the glass.
The bar was quite busy when we got down stairs. Jane looked amazing in her leather skirt and bustier, but now she had teamed the look up with a pair of stiletto over knee boots. I felt almost naked in my red body-con dress with it's hip length split and revealing cut out on the opposite side, giving the impression it had just been painted on my body.
We found a table near the window over looking the promenade and giving a beautiful view of the nearly setting sun. One of the barmen came over to our table carrying a tray with a bottle of prosecco and three glasses on it.
"Good evening ladies," he began in an mincing drawl, "Stella said to give you a bottle of sparkles and to tell you she will be with you shortly."
Jane looked at him and said, "So how do you know it is us that is for?" She nodded toward the tray.
"Darling, how many other tarts do you see in here dressed in leather and a figure hugging red dress? I'm gay not stupid."
I thought Jane would go ballistic at the comment, but instead she sniggered and said, "Fair point, but you can pour though for your impudence."
The guys face broke into a big grin, "I like you two already," he said, "You'll have a good time tonight with our Stella, she knows all the best places to go."
"Oh I do, do I?" said Stella. Being focussed on the barman, we hadn't noticed her come into the room. I turned to face her and caught my breath. Stella had changed. She still had on a the short pencil skirt and towering heels, but no she too wore black hold-ups, but it was above her waist that took my breath away. She had changed the white blouse for a completely see through long sleeved organza top that clung to her curves deliciously. Being see through it was impossible for her to wear a bra and her pneumatic breasts poked their solid nipples against the fabric. Stella had let her hair down, literally. Gone was the severe ponytail and in it's place were piles of soft brown curls that framed her beautiful face.
Jane jumped up and hugged her, kissing her lightly on both cheeks. Stella then turned to me and taking my hand gently pulled me into an embrace, before she leaned her face into mine and gave me a kiss fully on the lips. I felt a jolt of electricity pass through me and suddenly I was hot and damp between my legs.
"Good evening girlies," mused Stella, "are we ready for some fun?"
"You bet we are," replied Jane.
"How about you Helen? Are you ready for some hot sexy action?" Asked Stella a sly smile spreading across her purple painted lips.
"Errr ,yeah, yes, yes, definitely. And WOW, you look amazing," I stammered in reply, totally blown away by the beauty before me.
Stella stepped back really close to me and said, "Go on touch them, you know you're dying to have a feel."
I looked at her with wide doe eyes. I could see Jane and the barman sniggering behind her as like a moth to a flame I tentatively raised my hand and took hold of her right breast. Stella slapped her hand on top of mine and looking straight into my eyes said, "Touch it properly! It won't fall off."
I gripped her huge boob a little more firmly and passed my thumb back and forth across the nipple a few times. Stella took a sharp intake of breath, "Oh god that feels so nice," she gasped, "I'm going to have fun with you later."
The barman disappeared and we three sat as though nothing had happened, just three friends out for the evening. We clinked glasses and drank to a great night out.
"So Stella," queried Jane, "what delights are you going to show us this evening?"
"Weeellll, I though we would start with this fizz in here, then it's only a short walk to a lovely cocktail place I know and then about midnight we'll head to a club," she answered.
Stupidly I blurted out, "Oh great I'm in the mood for a dance."
I felt two pairs of eyes look at me in disbelief, then both girls started to giggle.
"What?" I asked suddenly feeling very stupid, but not knowing quite why.
Stella took my hand gently and looking me directly in the face said, "It's not that kind of club darling. The only dancing you will be doing is horizontal. I'm going to take you both to an adult sex club. I'm going to find us some big cocks to fuck, and then after that if we're still standing, We're, the three of us, going to have some proper girl on girl fun."
Stella took my hand in hers and kissed the back of it gently, before she took my middle finger and sucked it into her mouth running her tongue gently around the tip. I gasped at both the suggestion it implied and the sheer audacity to perform such an act in front of a roomful of people. She looked at me from under her eyelashes before taking my finger from her mouth with an audible pop. She then turned to Jane and taking her face in her hands gave her a full on kiss, "We're not forgetting you honey," said Stella as she broke the kiss.
"Look," I said thoroughly turned on and shaken at the same time, "Do you two know each other or something?"
The girls exchanged glances and Stella turned to me and said, "Our paths have crossed before yes."
Jane leant forward and said in a hushed voice, "Choosing this hotel, well it wasn't an accident. I've stayed here with Gary and when he's gone off to play golf, well Stel and I have, shall we say, had our own round to play."
I gaped at both women in shock and awe. "Wow Jane, you are a dark horse. So where is this club we're going to. Both Jane and Stella looked at each other and as if some sort of telepathy passed between them both said simultaneously, 'Infusion'."
I had no idea what they meant, but it wouldn't be long before I found out.
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