Even the washrooms were breathtaking with marble walls and a roman Greco design. Sandra powdered her nose a bit and re-applied her make up. Part of me was disappointed, some part of me had hoped the men would be right but at the same time I knew how unrealistic the scenario was and so I just smile and applied my own lipstick. A dark Gothic red. Sandra kissed my cheek and proceeded to the exit. "Leave your panties" She said over her shoulder as the door closed behind her.
By the time I got back to the table the three of them had already begun to eat their desert. Obviously the waiter had passed by while Sandra and I were away and our absence did not dissuade Tom or Dan from starting the chocolate cake. I sat down in my seat next to Dan and Sandra, across from Tom, and I tasted the Tiramisu. It was spectacular and left me wanting more.
"Sorry." Tom leaned down to the floor and picked up his fork. Dan shook his head. I parted my legs slightly. If Tom looked across he'd have a nice view, but I didn't say a word. He came back to view without saying a word but produced his fork as if he had just found the greatest of treasures. "It would seem the Sandra has a bad influence on you."
Dan looked at me slightly bemused and then over to Sandra. Apparently she hadn't told them, or at least not Dan. We paid, left and proceeded to our next destination. A club down the street, fifteen minute walk and then who knows how long of a wait in line. Dan knew the owner, or rather a friend of his knew the owner so we had been put on the V.I.P list but we still expected a wait. I loved this part of the city with its old architecture and cobblestone roads. Houses made of real stone and not brick or whatever else they use now a day.
We followed Sandra who appeared to know where she was going as she turned down the mazelike series of streets that made up the neighborhood. After about seven minutes she stopped and took Dan by the hand leading him off around the corner into an alleyway. Tom and I turned the corner just in time to see Sandra drop to her knees in front of Dan and begin to unzip his pants. Part of me wanted to object but at the same time I wanted her to go on with this. To see just how far she and he would take it. She looked over at me almost asking permission and I just smiled all the while finding my hands moving behind and start to stroke Tom's hardening cock through his pants. I couldn't help but admire how easily she took Dan into her mouth letting the head of his shaft go all the way to the back of her throat as if she had no gag reflex at all. Her tongue flicked across his balls as she bobbed her head up and down descending and ascending his manhood. It didn't take long for him to climax as after a few minutes at most I saw his head arch back as he shot his load into her mouth.
She stood back up licking her lips and walked over to me kissing me deeply. His cum still in her mouth she let it slide into mine making me taste it. I greedily took his cum from her mouth and backed away a second. Part of me felt slutty, like something was wrong. But I knew we were all consenting and no one was being forced. I reached back and no longer felt Tom behind me; he had moved away a few steps. I motioned for him to come closer but he just shook his head. I look disappointed and Sandra walked up to me.
"Don't worry about him, he's just saving himself for later." She laughed and looked back at him sticking out her tongue. He responded by sticking his out in turn letting me know that everything was ok. It took only another minute or so to reach the club and surprisingly we were let right in. Apparently Dan's friend had considerable pull as we were escorted up a flight of stairs to a private balcony room overlooking the main dance floor. Couches, a few tables, wide screen T.V and a bottle of Grey Goose chilled in ice awaited us. Dan was never much of a dancer but after quite a few wrestles he had given in and agreed to come here since I really wanted to. Go wild. Have fun. Only a few minutes passed before the four of us headed downstairs and began to dance with the masses in a near carnal ritual movement guided by overly loud music blaring through the hundreds of speakers all around. Brittney Spear's Toxic really got everyone riled as everywhere I looked people grinded with each other. All the women were dressed in outfits that hid less flesh than it showed and the men loved it. More than once I had caught Dan staring at another woman's chest or butt over my shoulder just to look at me innocently.
Someone tapped my shoulder and when I turned a girl kissed me full on. I had no idea where that came from but the warmth of her lips was very welcome. I returned the kiss and then she parted just as suddenly as she came not saying a word to me. She turned and screamed "Told you I had the guts" and all I could see was a group of girls, presumably her friends, all raise their arms and woo at her in approval. I turned back to dance with Dan only to see him grinning from ear to ear and couldn't help but laugh myself when he burst out. Sandra and Tom, dancing a few feet away, laughed as well. I kissed Dan on the cheek and told him I would be back in a few minutes just going to get a drink. He nodded and I walked into the crowd. Five minutes later I returned and he gave me a puzzled look.
"Where's your drink?" He asked motioning to my empty hand.
I took out my cell phone and handed it to him. It was already opened on the gallery and just the look on his face the moment he realized what it contained was priceless. He scrolled through the images of me licking a woman's pussy and then even watched the short video of it all at the end.
"I told her she kissed my lips now I get to kiss her. Took her to the washroom and asked her to take the pictures and video. I just thought you'd like to see it all since you couldn't be there."
He kissed me and grabbed my ass hard. I moaned. I was very horny now and the small stream of liquid running down my leg didn't help to hide the fact. Sandra cut in at that moment, right as it was becoming too unbearable and called for a switch. Man that woman certainly knew how to drive you crazy and leave you wanting more. Tom danced well, quite well and soon enough I found myself grinding both against Tom and Sandra who had positioned herself and Dan behind me. Well over a thousand people were dancing everyone lost in their own world. Tom lifted my leg and brought it to his side. I felt something rub against me and quickly knew what it was. Sandra grinded closer, using her body and Dan's to create a small wall, just large enough to block the view of Tom sliding his cock into me. I moaned but the noise was drowned out by the music. Over and over he moved in and out of me wetting my cunt completely and taking me right here. I wanted Sandra to kiss me so bad in that moment but she understood doing so would draw a lot of attention and would ruin what was happening. My legs quivered slightly as Tom continued to take deep thrusts into my slit, his manhood filling me entirely. He felt so good right now and the enjoyment was only enhanced by the sheer knowledge of where we were and how easily almost certainly we could get caught. I screamed loudly as I came but even that only turned a few heads. Tom grunted hard and thrust a few last times with all his might. I knew he had finished deep inside of me. I knew my cunt was probably filled right now and no one around us had a clue.
We left the club eventually but certainly not in a rush. It was nearing midnight at this point and Tom whispered something to his wife. She nodded and kissed him passionately on the lips.
