Marie Makes Three
Marie had been our guest for about a week. She was Lana's friend, really, and was visiting from Miami. Lana had met her on one of her many business trips to Tampa and they had become good friends over the last couple of years. I liked all of Lana's friends and of course I didn't object when Lana asked whether I would mind if Marie stayed in our guest room for a few days while she sorted out some visa issues here in DC. After all, there are worse things that being in COVID lock-down with a beautiful brunette and an equally stunning blonde.
I had met Marie twice in Florida. Both times Lana had invited her to join us at the KitKat. On the outside, the KitKat was your basic Florida strip club. However, vetted members had access to The Cellar. Of course, it's Florida, so there wasn't really a cellar. It was large back room that had been converted into a well-appointed venue for sexual exploration and exhibitionism. It was softly lit and the sound system pushed the right beats to accelerate the heart rate just enough. Lana and I had taken advantage of our membership in The Cellar before, and on the second trip to the KitKat with Marie we invited Marie to join us in the back. Threesomes of 2 women were welcome inside of course.
Inside, we sipped the last of our drinks and I kissed Lana while Marie looked around the room taking it all in. There were at least 8 or 10 couples sucking and fucking in plain view. Lana and I were both already worked up from the strippers outside, not to mention that Lana had been groping my crotch during the show. The feel of Lana's body against me as I kissed her was getting me hard and my cock pressed against her hip. I slid my hand under Lana's skirt and between her legs. No matter how many times I have fingered her, that first touch of her pussy, that feel of her wetness on my fingers, is always like the first time and triggers an overwhelming anticipation in me.
Marie glanced at us somewhat nervously. As I caught her eye, I smiled, winked as if saying "watch this" and went to my knees. Lana raised her skirt and I started to lick and suck on her pussy. She was always delicious to eat and I wanted more. She leaned back against the wall, opened her legs slightly, pushing her hips out and encouraging me. My hands held her ass firmly as she tried to squirm. She knew, though, that once I started this, there was only one way to finish. Several couples had now gathered to watch, including Marie who apparently had gotten over any voyeuristic shyness. From the corner of my eye, I could see a stranger had his hand inside of the neckline of Marie's top and was teasing her breast. Marie worked to maintain her balance on her heels amid all of the distractions.
As was enjoying the fee of her pussy under my tounge, Lana began to run her hands down her body, stopping to press them into her abs just above her pussy. I knew this meant she was close to cumming and I increased the intensity, sucking her swollen clit just a little into my mouth while my tongue made deliberate strokes next to it. She was so sensitive now. Usually her eyes closed as she lost herself in the moment, but not this time. Instead she stared back at the dozen strange eyes that fell on her as if using that energy to propel herself into bliss. I'll admit I was getting off on this display as well and was looking forward to my own release.
Then the shuddering began and she pressed my face into her spread cunt as she came. Pushing me away only as her post-orgasm clit became much too sensitive. A deep exhale followed and her body untensed. A relaxed smile appeared. Our voyeur friends smiled back.
I had lost track of Marie until I stood up, turned around, and saw her softly rubbing herself under the flashing lights. Flashing lights? I realized we had completely missed last call. "Come on ladies, I think they want us to go now. I'll get us an Uber." I kissed Lana deeply, and then whispered, "You're an amazing woman."
When our ride arrived, I opened the front passenger door for Marie. She paused, looking at the back seat, until I said "Please, after you. You get shotgun!" She smiled and complied, and I then held the other door for Lana as she slid into the rear seat with me following right behind her. I asked the driver to turn up the music.
My cock was still swollen and it was lusting for Lana's release. I opened my belt, unzipped my pants and freed my cock. Leaning into to Lana, I whispered, "Be a good little slut and take care of this for me now." Lana's hands went right to work stroking me up and down. The pre-cum made the head slick. I didn't know whether Marie was aware that Lana was satisfying me or not, but a part of me wanted her to know. In any case, she did not reveal herself.
I was ready to cum. I needed to cum. I wrapped my hand in Lana's hair and without words guided her mouth down onto my shaft. She already knew what I needed. The feel of her lips surrounding me pushed me over the edge and I came full and hard into Lana's mouth. There was nothing like the feeling of cumming down her throat and hearing her gulp it all down. In all the excitement, I hadn't realized the music had stopped and the sound of Lana sucking and swallowing practically echoed in the car. No one said anything and the driver hit play again.
That was a year ago. This past week was the first time I'd spent any real time getting to know Marie more personally. She was witty and had wry sense of humor that occasionally went dark, in a sardonic sort of way. She was one of those personalities that intentionally doesn't reveal herself all at once. Guarded, but with something simmering just under the surface.
