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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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It was 3am and after dancing ourselves silly for hours we were about ready to call it a night, but we decided to have one last drink before leaving for the hotel.
We managed to find a clear space at the end of the long bar and Charlie helped me up onto a tall barstool and ordered the drinks. He watched as I adjusted my dress and crossed my legs. “Fuck, you look fantastic,” he said.
I glanced over at my reflection in the huge floor to ceiling mirror across from the bar. In all modesty, I had to admit that I did look pretty good. One of the best things about coming to a swingers club is the chance to wear clothes I wouldn’t dream of wearing elsewhere. My black dress was short, low-cut and figure hugging, and the slutty look was completed with far too much make-up, oodles of trashy jewellery and a pair of tarty platform heels.
“Thank you, you look pretty delicious yourself,” I said “and I’ve had a wonderful night, thank you.”
“So have I,” he said, “but the night doesn’t have to be over just yet.”
I looked at Charlie and could tell instantly that he had something dirty on his mind. He smiled at me and said “Why don't we ask that chap over?”
I followed his eyes and saw a man of around 35. He was nice looking, slim and well dressed in an open collar white shirt and black trousers. I hadn’t noticed him before, but Charlie assured me that he had been discreetly checking me out during the evening. I smiled my assent back at Charlie. He walked over to the man and seconds later the two of them were standing either side of me. I remained seated on the barstool, trying my very best to look angelic and as if butter wouldn’t melt. A pretty ambitious task, it has to be said, considering the way I was dressed.
The man introduced himself as Adam and we exchanged a few pleasantries for a minute or two. During our brief chat Charlie had been gently stroking my legs with his fingers, and he now gave Adam a look that made it clear he could join in. Adam didn't hesitate and I watched as these two attractive men trailed their fingers across the top of my legs.
Wanting more, I uncrossed my legs and their fingers moved to my inner thighs. There’s something about being stroked in this way that drives me wild, and having two men do it at the same time is enough to make me scream with pleasure.
I turned to Charlie and gave him a long, lingering kiss on the lips. Not wanting our new man to feel left out, I did the same to him, stiffening my tongue as I pushed it into his mouth. In case he hadn't quite got the message that I was horny and ready to play, I ran a hand across his trouser front. I could feel the heat and hardness of his cock through the thin trouser material – he was definitely in the right mood.
I leaned back, positioning my elbows on the wooden bar top, and watched as the men slowly eased up the hem of my dress and slipped their fingers under the crotch of my black lace g-string. God, I was aching to be fucked, but I also wanted to watch myself being fingered - oh the sweet frustration.
After a little while, Charlie stepped slightly to one side and Adam moved between my legs. I wondered if he was going to fuck me, but instead he knelt down, moved his head closer and began softly kissing the now soaking crotch of my g-string. I spread my legs a little wider and with one hand pulled the material to one side.
I watched as Adam's tongue began circling my swollen and very sensitive clit, and I knew then that I would cum very quickly. Charlie recognised the signs, and he kissed me hard on the mouth, while uncovering one of my tits and gently pinching the swollen nipple between a thumb and forefinger. He whispered into my ear “Cum in his mouth you dirty bitch.” I love it when he encourages me with filthy talk.
I put a hand around the back of Adam's head and pulled him harder onto me. His lips wrapped firmly around my soaking cunt and his tongue probed deeply. Charlie now gripped my tit fully in his hand and said “Now, you little slut.” I couldn't wait any longer, my orgasm flooded over and through me like a huge, crushing wave, so intense I couldn't say if I came once or several times. Fuck, who’s counting!
As Adam stood back up, his lips and chin glistening with my juices, I saw Charlie whisper in his ear. I didn’t hear what he said, but I heard Adam respond with “Yes, I think that’s an excellent idea.” With that, the two of them began unzipping their flies and looked at me with lascivious expressions.
It was obvious they weren’t finished with me, and I certainly wasn’t finished with them....
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