It was a night like any other.
No, let's start that one again.
It obviously wasn't a night like any other. Chris, my darling brother, my darling lover had recently moved to London, but like many others who had moved away to find work, frequently returned to the small coastal town to try to regain a quickly disappearing youth.
The need for work and therefore money, had led him away, but he loved to return and visit his favourite night club in a hope of ending up screwing away the night and most of the alcohol which would fully consume the hot sweaty bodies all around him.
As usual, he called in at his best mates shared house, dumped his weekend bag in his room, opened the bottle he had brought with him and they emptied half of that before they walked the short distance to the club.
Once inside, the heat would hit you like a brick wall and off would come the 'fashionable' layers they were decked out in for the evening. Soon the beer was flowing and they were back to seeing who could sink the quickest pint, like all blokes their age do to get the evening going.
About an hour into the evening, Jen and I, who they had fucked into oblivion many times before, were at their shoulders and the night could really begin. All four of us knew what was going to happen and where all this was going to lead, so there was lots of fumbled cuddles, touching and kisses, no arguments, no sides taken, the couples were well established and I was, once again with my darling brother and Jenny would once again hold tight to Sid's arm.
As usual, the band was great, the place was heaving, the heat was relentless, the drinks were flowing and the guys just couldn't look any better.
My blond highlights flowed to half way down my back and swished from side to side as I tossed my head to create the effect. The stage lighting reflecting off me, created a halo around my face - just right!!
My eyes are the darkest brown, deep enough to fall into and yet gentle enough to hold you safely in their grasp. When they caught you, they begged for understanding and gentleness and yet they reeked of sultriness and passion. (Chris's description)
Jenny's' full head of tight black curls was the first thing that struck you about this tiny girl as they cupped her face but filled the area around her head to reach down to her shoulder blades and bounce so freely as she laughed. There was so much raven hair she created an idea of wickedness, totally dispelled by the most innocent and virginal smile. Both of us had on dresses that showed more than they covered - great. Our tits were bouncing freely, no bras, as usual. Flesh everywhere but neatly covered, partially by frills. Our waists were small and nicely clung to the pleats that led down to nearly cover our very small rounded hips and round to the little sticky out bumps we playfully referred to as our bums.
Our legs were covered by five den hold-ups. Mine being longer than Jenny's, I stood a few inches above her, but we both looked nice enough to eat and without a doubt, we both would be later.
I soon had Chris move off the beer and onto the drink I knew would keep him up and going all night, but Sid was adamant he wasn't shifting from his favourite pint, much to the disappointment of Jen.
She didn't show it though, along with the rest of us, she was just happy to be where she was, in amongst the people she wanted to be with, drinking, dancing and laughing as much as she liked and looking forward to the ravaging she new would be coming later.
As the evening went on, the occasional swap of partners would take place. Nothing serious, just a little flirting to see how far boundaries could be pushed.
You've got to remember that both guys were staggeringly good to look at and impossible for us to keep our hands off. History had already determined that the chemistry between our two couples was hot and perfect and had always been on the boil for our opposite partners. But, as I say, nothing serious had ever taken place.
As the guys would lean against the bar, Sid was the kind of guy who would openly pull me back towards him and rub my lower stomach and plunging thong line with one hand as he drunk his pint with the other. Chris, well he was side on to the bar with his left leg on the bar rail and Jenny would snuggle into his crotch with her back to him watching us two.
Whilst he rested his chin on the top of her head and played with the hair at the side of her neck, she would gently rub his growing bulge with her tiny bum, enjoying his gentle pushing back towards her and laugh a lot to cover what they were doing.
But nothing lasted long, another dance would see us back with our favourite partner and the evening would continue.
As the evening drew to a close, the music would slow and everyone would crowd the dance floor for a final grind. Tonight, Sid led me out and Chris looked at Jen, raised his eyebrows and followed. Oooo, I love to see Chris's arse sway when he moves. Not too sure about Jens hand kneading it though.
Jen turned on the edge of the floor and gently slid her hands up his chest and round his neck. He pulled her to him and they started their moves. Feet didn't seem to move at all, just their bodies. He was holding her tight and he could feel her mound pushing against his balls just as she must have felt his cock growing up her stomach.
She leaned into him and whispered 'God, I'm so hot tonight, I can't wait to get back to Sid's place.'
At that, he pulled her even tighter to him and lifted her slightly so that his cock was now rubbing that lovely gap between her legs which brought a moan from her into his chest and her nails into the back of his neck.
Sid now tapped her shoulder and passed me on to Chris so I grabbed him and hugged him tight.
"Mmmmm, at last" I said as we humped each other's legs. "Ooooo, I can feel something's got you going", I said, "Was she that good?"
"I don't know about good, but she's as horny as hell and can't wait for Sid's dick".
We both laughed at that, collected our things and all left for the shared house not ten minutes from the club.
The fresh air hit us hard and Sid seemed to stagger a little. Jen bravely had his arm around her shoulder but was struggling to keep him in a straight line.
"Come here, let me take that". Chris said as he walked over to them both and took Sid's arm around himself.
Both us girls walked arm in arm ahead of them giggling and swaying our little bums deliberately for Chris to enjoy. We reached the door and Sid took out his key and let us in. The place was nice and warm and once again, we were able to flop down on the huge beanbags and relax.
I lay back on one of the bags and Jen laid her head under my arm, gently playing with my stomach. I pulled my knees up to my chest so that, from where he lay, Chris would get a clear shot of my wet, sticky crotch and a side on view of one of Jens beautiful arse cheeks.
