Welcome back to story time! The heat of the club making us..

Welcome back to story time! The heat of the club making us both hot, sticky increasing the intensity between us. The increased temperature caused his jeans to stick against my bare thighs as I sat on his lap, my back pressed against him, his arms wrapped around my waist. His hands sliding up and down the hem of my skirt, I gently rocked my hips against him. Feeling him harden and strain against his jeans. We had both decided to go commando for the evening. This was a much more comfortable situation for me, he was unused to being commando. I looped my hands back through his arms and started to squeeze his hardness, my hands found the top of his jeans I undid the button and zipper. Hang on, let’s back up……. We’d travelled to Bulgaria to see some friends, who we always had an interesting time with. So we knew adventures were to be had. It was out second evening and we’d met up at a club, not our normal scene it has to be said. Too loud, too dark and always hot but as we were with friends we figured we’d make a change. I’d chosen to wear a shortish but flowing dress and a pair of comfy flats, there was no way I was walking over the uneven pathways of Sofia in heels! As is usual with me I was the only lady in our group for the evening. It was myself and four gentleman, one of them being my partner at the time. The flirting was going to be intense, I knew these guys well and knew the buttons to press to get attention from them. We’d been in the club for a few hours, I danced and flirted my way round them all, my other half was sat in a quiet corner not too far from the bar. He was very content to sit back and watch as other men had their hands on my body whilst I danced, especially as we both knew I didn’t have any underwear on and their attentions were going to cause me to have sticky thighs. I kept making eye contact with him and flashing a cheeky smile his way. He was encouraging me without doing or saying a thing. Working my hips and taking my hands down my thighs, I teased the hem of my skirt up and down. Next thing I knew my partner was motioning with his finger for me to come and join him. I excused myself from the lads and wandered over, teasing the group I’d left as I went. So now we are back at the beginning, remember? My hands undoing his button and zipper? He knew what I wanted, removing his hands from my thighs and pushing me forward a bit he released his dick from his jeans and pulled me back into him. As I moved back towards him I could feel the tip of him, wiggling my hips around until I could feel him right at the entrance of my pussy, once I felt that I sank my hips against him in one swift movement his cock was buried inside my pussy. The dress I had chosen to wear was perfect for these moments, I could conceal what was happening and if we rocked in time to the music there was no obvious way of knowing that at that moment he had his dick buried deep inside my pussy. I continued to rock my hips against him as we watched every one enjoy themselves in sweet oblivion. His asked me how much did I wish it was one of the others that was inside me right now instead of him. I laughed and said a lot! We there started to chat back and forth about which one of them would be the better fuck. As I confessed to him that just now when I was dancing with one of them I could feel his dick harden against my thigh I felt his dick swell and throb harder inside me, it had to be him that was the best. He was not unfortunately blessed. We must have been sat that way for half an hr, gently fucking. My juices were dripping and coating his dick, there was no way he wasn’t going to be left with a wet patch on his jeans when I got off him. I squeezed my pussy round him, flexing my muscles, teasing him. He was certain to be leaving precum inside me. This was the perfect way to tease each other and make certain we had a pure filthy fuck when we got back to the hotel. The guys started to make their way over to us and suggested that it might be time to head out, what did we think. Naturally it sounded like the best idea to us, we needed to finish what we were doing! Do we want to hear what happened when we got back to the hotel????