Jack and I were out one night at a dance club near downtown Sarasota. We were dressed for clubbing and having a good time. I was feeling more amorous than usual and liking the attention I was getting from some of the men at the club. I guess they desired my little hour-glass body barely covered with my tight, satin, tiger-print dress and sheer back-seamed pantyhose with black ankle straps.
Jack was looking hot, too, with his black jeans and white tux shirt with a single black stud at the top. A few girls were flirting with him and I caught him caressing one on the hips as she leaned in to talk to him. She had blonde hair and a long blue dress with a high vent. It appeared she was wearing cream stockings. I noticed Jack's fingers slipping through the vent as he leaned closer to her to hear what she was saying. I watched his hand caress up and down... she swayed her hips...
"hmmmm... two can play that game." I thought.
A guy came up to me and started some small talk. I looked into his dark brown eyes and twirled my hair. He caught the message and moved in. I glanced over to Jack. He was watching me out of the corner of his eye. I turned back to Mr. Brown Eyes. Some people passed behind him, pushing him into me. He made contact with my tits... they perked to life. He leaned down to talk to me in my ear. His cologne was arousing... he smelled rugged. He placed his hand around me at the small of my back and leaned closer.
I glanced back to Jack. Blondie had her hand between his thighs... stroking up and down the length of his leg. He leaned in and kissed her neck... she eased her head back. One of her friends was rubbing Jack's shoulders from behind. I was getting aroused watching the action Jack was getting... couldn't wait to get him home to have him fuck me hard.
I turned back to my new friend. His face was right in front of me as he planted a kiss on my lips. His lips were soft and inviting. I relaxed myself and let my lips flow into his. His warm, firm tongue darted out and eased into me. I felt a twinge of excitement between my legs.
A slow tune starts and he tugs me to the dance floor. I position us so I can keep an eye on Jack and vise-versa. As we sway to the rhythm, he has his hands on the small of my back, gently stroking my waist and hips... fingers gliding softly on my tight, satin dress. I feel his shoulders... smell his cologne... feel his warm breath on my ear. Mmmmmmmm... tingles. I look over to Jack.
Jack's sitting on his stool with one arm around Blondie's friend - a woman with wavy dark hair wearing a tight white blouse, short leather skirt and matching boots, while Blondie appears to be kissing Jack in a most amorous manner. I see Jack's hand caressing the dark haired woman's thigh while Blondie continues to do her magic on him. I watch him stroke higher... gently lifting the hemline of her leather skirt...
stroking up, then down... repeating... stroking higher. I watch her melt into him as her hemline inches higher. She appears to be wearing stockings and a garter without underwear, the little slut.
I feel Brown Eyes' warm breath in my ear. His hand strokes down my hip while his other hand holds me close. He starts lightly kissing my neck behind my ear. His hand makes contact with my leg. Tingles start to ride up my spine. I sway my hips. His fingers stroke my thigh... gentle strokes... gliding smoothly on my stockings. He kisses across my jaw line... to my lips. We lock together... swaying... fingers stroking under my hemline... warm tongue probes into me... breathing deepens... my pussy moistens.
I spy Jack kissing little Stocking-slut now. Blondie is kissing Jack's neck and around his ear as she caresses his chest. Little Stocking-slut appears to be rubbing Jack's bulge as Jack Frenches her deeply. Another couple sitting at the bar next to Jack is watching. They're getting a little frisky themselves as they take in the rising heat. They start to kiss and gently rub their bodies together. No one else seems to notice or care.
I catch a glimpse of Jack's other hand sliding deep between Blondie's thighs through her vent. He's stroking her thighs... stroking higher... she leans into him brushing her tits against his arm. I watch her melt as Jack seems to be caressing her mound. I imagine her feeling his fingers stroking the length of her slit... feeling the heat - the wetness... I imagine his fingers trying to probe into her through her stockings... getting slippery with her warm lube.
It's then I realize my partner is doing the same to me as we sway on the dance floor. His fingers are caressing around my inner thighs under my hemline. His thumb is stroking my slit... applying pressure to my button...
I sense my slippery lube soaking my stockings...
I feel his fingers lube up... he tries to push into me... more tingles... more wetness... my pussy is sensitive...
I grind against his hand... kissing him deeply...
Pressing my tits against his chest... feeling my surrender.
He's trying to probe into me, mashing my stockings against my clit... spreading my pussy lips open... pushing but not getting in. I smile to myself. I'm so horny.