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There was a not too loud, yet insistent knocking on my front door. I didn’t know how long it had been going on, but it woke me up. I turned the bedside light on, and looked at the clock as I dragged myself out of bed. It was just before 3am. This had better be important.
I pulled a robe on, and went to the door. The knocking was still going on, maybe once a second. I opened the door, to find Rachel and some other woman standing there. Rachel was wearing her stripper heels, fishnets, a short black skirt and tank top, and had a black choker on. The other woman was older, and was dressed like a sexy librarian, in a short-ish skirt, a white blouse with an obvious black bra on under it. She had heels on, and hose, and was wearing glasses even though I wasn’t sure they were prescription.
“What the actual fuck?” I asked.
“I wanted to see you,” said Rachel.
“And you are?” I asked the woman with her.
“Kristi,” she said, smiling, maybe a little nervously.
“Dan,” I said.
“She’s my date – remember the library?” Rachel asked. Now I understood the sexy librarian look.
“I’m sorry,” I said to Kristi, “I’m not at my best at 3am. How about you come in before you wake anybody else up.”
I stood back, and they came in. I closed the door gently, and followed them towards the dark living room. The light came on as Rachel went in, and by the time I got there, they were both sitting down.
“Let me freshen up a little,” I said as I went to the bathroom.
I took a leak, washed my face, brushed my hair and quickly cleaned my teeth, then headed out to face the women.
“Fine, I’m awake. What?”
“I’ve had a bit of an evening, and I needed a good fuck,” said Rachel.
“I did suggest we could just go back to my place and use a strap-on, but she wanted to come here,” said Kristi.
I sat down.
“So, what happened this evening?”
“It’s Friday,” she started.
“Saturday,” I interrupted her.
“OK, last night was Friday, meaning my date with Kristi.”
“Uh huh,” I said, glancing at Kristi.
“And after that I decided I wanted a proper fuck too, so here I am.”
“You might want to start at the beginning,” said Kristi. “Can I get a water or something?”
“Where are my manners,” I said sarcastically. “Somebody shows up at my door at three in the morning and I don’t even offer them a drink? What did you want? Water? Soda? Something harder?”
“Water,” she said, “I’m driving.”
“Rachel?” I asked.
“I’ll take a beer,” she said. She seemed a little buzzed already, but whatever. I went to the kitchen and got a glass of water and a bottle of beer, then went back into the living room.
“Thanks,” said Rachel. “You not having anything?”
“I just brushed my teeth,” I said, “so not for a while.”
“Where to start… oh, OK, so you know about the library?”
“He does?” asked Kristi. “Everything about the library?”
“I tell him everything. So, afterwards, she asked me out on a date, and I said sure. Well, I called in to ask what I should wear, and she said something for a night clubbing, and make it sexy.”
She stood up and twirled.
“What do you think?” she asked.
“Nice,” I answered, “Sexy.”
She sat down and carried on.
“We arranged where to meet, so I walked to her place, it’s not far from my place, you see, as we both spend all our time at the uni. She comes out, makes me twirl and approves my outfit, and we get in her car and drive to this club.”
“Her hair threw me, but she explained the wig she wears for camming,” Kristi interjected.
“Anyway, we go to this club. I’ve never been there. I didn’t even know it was there… it’s a lesbian club. We go in, and there are no men. There are no men at all allowed inside.”
“That seems sexist,” I said, “I’m a lesbian too.”
“Shut up,” she giggled. “Anyway, there are all these chicks there, some girlie, some butch, with shaved heads and whatnot, but you know, just women, right? Well, we had a couple of drinks, and watched the crowd.”
“And the crowd watched us,” said Kristi. “I thought you said you tell him everything?”
“OK, so there was some PDA.”
“Public Displays trabzon escort of Affection,” said Kristi.
“Yeah, I know what PDA means,” I muttered.
“And?” said Kristi to Rachel.
“OK, so she asked me what panties I was wearing, and I said I was wearing a lacy black thong. She asked to see it, so she pulled my skirt up, but I’m wearing these large hole fishnet hose, right, so the thong is underneath. So she tells me to go and take them off so she can see them properly. I went to the ladies room, and there are no doors on the stalls!”
“There are doors in the men’s room,” Kristi said to me, “so if you’re shy, you go in there. No men allowed, you see.”
“I did not know that. Anyway, so there I am, surrounded by lesbians, taking my hose off, so I can take my thong off, so I can put my hose back on. They loved it, I can tell you. You can see them using the toilets and even a couple were having sex in one stall. It was wild. I get sorted out, and head back to our table, where she’s talking to another woman. I stand there, like a dummy, as I don’t know anybody, and after a minute, she turns and looks at me. She holds her hand out, and I put my thong in her hand. She puts it to her face and sniffs it, then she put it on the table, and pulls it out, so it’s laying flat. ‘Sexy,’ she says, and goes back to talking to the other woman.
“I stand there getting redder and redder and redder, until the woman leaves, and she turns back to me. She gave me a long, hard kiss, and lifts the back of my skirt and feels my butt, putting her fingers through the holes in my hose. Then she lifts the front of my skirt and looks at my pussy, through my hose. And I just didn’t know what to do, so I stood there and let her feel me up.”
“Don’t lie,” said Kristi, “it turned you on too.”
“It did. So there was music playing and stuff, and she asked me if I wanted to dance, and I’m like ‘yes!’, so we go out and dance. She leaves my thong on the table, and out we go, her holding my hand and leading me to the dance floor. And we dance. She’s throwing me around, and I’m trying not to let my skirt come up, because I know everybody can see I’m not wearing panties. After a few fast songs, there’s a slower one, and she pulls me in and holds me tight while we dance, it was very romantic. She lifted the back of my skirt and put her hands on my butt and pulled me in to her while she kissed me, and I just relaxed and stopped worrying so much. After all, there are dancers on pedestals in just lingerie and stuff, so it’s not that wild.”
“You know those dancers are paid to be there, right?” Kristi asked her.
“Yes, but it’s not like it’s a church formal or something. Anyway, we go between the dance floor and drinking, and eventually we go back to our table, and there are some other women standing there, talking about my thong, and Kristi introduces me as her pet, which I found embarrassing. We chat to them for a while, and it seems that she was joking about me being her pet, and after a while one of them says they’d watched us dancing, and I’m really sexy. I was like ‘whatever’ and she was all ‘no, you could dance up there,’ and she’s pointing at the little stage, where there’s this really sexy girl, dancing in really sexy lingerie. And they all get into it, saying I should go and dance on the stage, and then one of them, Cassandra?”
“Cassandra.”
“So Cassandra knows her, so she goes and gets the girl on the stage, and the two of them come over to me, and the dancer’s like ‘this is the one?’ and Cassandra’s all ‘yes, she wants to dance with you,’ and I’m getting dragged backstage. So the dancer, Liberty, but I bet that’s not her real name, Liberty, she says to me that Cassandra says I’m into BDSM and all kinds of stuff, and I really like sexy dancing, and I was all confused, and then she takes me by the hand and drags me through the curtains on to the stage. She called everybody’s attention, then said it was my first visit, and that I wanted to dance, so let’s dance! And the music starts again and she starts dancing around me, all sexy stripper like, and I’m just standing there, just sort of swaying to the music.
“And she takes my hands, tunceli escort and gets these fluffy hand cuffs and cuffs my hands together in front of me, and everybody starts shouting and stuff, and then Liberty pulls my hands up over my head, she’s like six foot tall, and hooks them on a hook on a beam that’s over the top of the stage for the curtains. I was starting to freak out at this point, because I’m already on tip toes in my stripper heels, and I can’t get my hands down.”
“Why don’t you show him what you looked like, over there,” said Kristi, pointing to the arch between the living room and the hall.
Rachel swallowed some beer, the put the bottle down and went over to the arch. She stood with her hands together, above her head, touching the beam there.
“Do you have any hand cuffs?” Kristi asked.
“Uh, sure,” I said, and went and got them. When I got back, Kristi was standing by Rachel, and she took them from me and put them on her.
“I hadn’t expected a show,” I said.
“Sit down again,” she told me, then told Rachel “go on.”
“So Liberty, she’s dancing around me, and she kisses me,” at which point Kristi took Rachel’s head in her hands and kissed her passionately.
“And she pulled my top up.” And Kristi pulled her tank top out of her skirt, and up, exposing her bra. She started running her hands over Rachel’s torso.
“Oh god,” said Rachel, “like that, and then she undid my bra.” Kristi unhooked Rachel’s bra, and pulled it up and over her head, so it held her top up. She leant forward and sucked Rachel’s tits.
“Just like that,” panted, with her eyes closed like she was reliving it.
“Then she undid my skirt,” she mumbled, and Kristi undid her skirt, letting it fall to the floor. She still wasn’t wearing panties, and you could easily see her pussy through the fishnet hose.
“At this point, the crowd went berserk. And Liberty went down on me.”
Kristi knelt down in front of Rachel, and stuck her tongue through the holes in her fishnets. It didn’t take long to get her off, she was already really turned on. Rachel dropped her hands to Kristi’s shoulders to support herself when she came.
When she was done, Kristi stood up and kissed Rachel.
“Can I use your bathroom to clean up?” Kristi asked.
I pointed her to the bathroom, and stood up to unlock Rachel’s hands. She rubbed her wrists, then took off her tangled bra and tank top
“Then Liberty unhooked me, and I kind of shuffled off the stage with my skirt around my feet.”
Kristi rejoined us.
“She told me she didn’t know I wasn’t wearing panties, or she wouldn’t have dropped my skirt, but once she did, she knew she couldn’t just stop with the crowd so charged up. She was really nice about the whole thing. I went back to our table, and everyone was cheering, and I was so embarrassed.”
“And cute. And sexy,” Kristi chimed in.
“So everybody hugged me, and she kissed me, and we danced some more, and at the end of the night, I was feeling really buzzed, and I just wanted a fuck. You know, with a dick. She offered a strap-on, but it’s not the same, so I got her to drive me here, and now you know everything.”
She turned to Kristi. “You can leave me here if you want to get home. I’m sure he can run me home in the morning. Or I can walk.”
“No way,” said Kristi. “I wanna watch, and I have a few requests of my own that I’d like to see.”
“First off, I’m going to take off the fishnets, as they’re starting to get uncomfortable.”
She took off her shoes, and the hose, leaving her naked.
“Put the shoes back on,” said Kristi, “I think they make you look sexy. Sexier.”
Rachel put the shoes back on, then gave us a little twirl, giggling.
“What did you want to see?” she asked.
“I want to see you crawl across the floor and suck his dick.”
Rachel got on her hands and knees, and crawled over to me. She opened my robe and fished my already hard dick out. She held it in front of her face, and licked her lips, then licked the head before wiping it over her face, then putting it in her mouth. Kristi came and sat next to me, watching intently.
Rachel slid her uşak escort head up and down on my dick, and then Kristi said “can I try that?”
Rachel stopped, and sat up. They both looked at me.
“Do you mind?” Kristi said.
I shook my head. Kristi bent over and sucked the head of my dick into her mouth. She ran her tongue over it, then sat up.
“Meh,” she said, “it’s not for me.”
“Haven’t you sucked a dick before?” Rachel asked her.
“No,” she said, “I’ve never really liked the idea of him cumming in my mouth, but I figured that’s not an issue here.”
“Have you fucked a guy?” Rachel asked her.
“Yes, but it was a long time ago, and I didn’t really like it. I’m a lesbian, really.”
Rachel leant forward and started sucking my dick again.
“Oh!” said Kristi, “I want to see you deep throat him!”
Rachel tried, she really did, but the angle was all wrong. She ended up gagging, a couple of times. She gave up and sat up again.
“Can we go to the bedroom?” she asked.
“Sure,” I said, standing up and leading them that way.
We went into the bedroom, and Rachel went around and lay on the bed, on her back.
“Come here, big boy,” she said, and I walked over, dropping my robe on the end of the bed. I was standing by the side of her head, and she reached up and guided my dick into her mouth. This time she was able to get in into her throat, and Kristi came and peered at it, rubbing under Rachel’s chin with her hand.
“Can you feel that?” she asked me, sounding awestruck.
I nodded.
Rachel slid my dick out of her mouth, and gasped and coughed a little.
“Anything else?” she asked Kristi.
“No,” she said, shaking her head, “go wild.”
She sat on the end of the bed, watching us.
Rachel waved me around to the other side, and sat up. She turned over onto her hands and knees, and said “take me from behind.”
I looked down at her butt, and she reached under herself, reaching for my dick. She rubbed it through her pussy lips, then lined it up. I slowly pushed it into her, then stopped and held it there as she growled, deeply. She dropped down from her hands onto her elbows, and I started stroking out and into her, slowly, and she was soon cumming, shuddering.
Kristi got up from the end of the bed, and walked around to Rachel’s side of the bed. She reached behind her and unzipped her skirt, letting it drop to the floor. She was wearing a black thong and stockings, and she pulled the thong down, baring a little short cropped landing strip. She stepped out of the skirt and thong, and moved closer to Rachel’s face. Rachel reached out for her and pulled her closer so she could lick her pussy. As she was licking Kristi, and I was pumping from behind, Kristi started unbuttoned her blouse, taking it off. Her black bra fastened at the front, and she undid the clasp, dropping it on the floor beside her. She reached up and played with her large pink nipples, pulling them around.
I started pumping faster, as I was getting close to cumming, and gripped her hips tighter.
“I want to see you cum over her,” said Kristi, urgently.
Fine, whatever. I pulled out of Rachel and stroked my dick between her ass cheeks, then took it in my hand and jacked it until I came over her back, several strings, almost all the way up to her shoulders. That seemed to push Kristi over the edge, and she was soon pulling Rachel’s face into her pussy.
I wiped my dick on Rachel’s butt, then told her to stay there and went and got a damp wash cloth from the bathroom. When I got back, I wiped Rachel’s back clean, and she gasped at the cold cloth against her skin. I noticed that Kristi was already dressing.
“I’d like to watch somebody fuck you up the ass some time,” she said.
I grinned, and Rachel shook her head. “I need to be really, really into it before I can even think about that.”
“Are you coming with me, or are you staying here?” Kristi asked her, buttoning up her blouse.
“I’ll come with you,” she said, scuttling off into the living room to collect her clothes.
“It was a pleasure to meet you,” Kristi said.
“Again,” I said, grinning.
“Again.”
Rachel came back in. She’d put her skirt and tank top back on, and was carrying her bra, fishnets and shoes.
“Are you staying at my place tonight?” Kristi asked.
“Sure,” Rachel said, grinning. I showed them to the door and headed back to bed.