The first taste

We find ourselves a nice cosy sofa in corner of the club, it’s dimly lit but not dingy. There’s music playing in the background, it’s atmospheric but not intrusive. The whole ambience is calm and relaxed but that’s not how I’m feeling at all, my mouth is dry and my heart is pounding. I’ve been waiting for this.

And then she walks in. She has the most beautiful plum dress which accentuates her cleavage perfectly. Her heels are a matching colour and I wonder if you told her my favourite colour is purple. As she approaches the bar you go to meet her and buy her a drink. She flashes you a big smile and greets you with a hug. Once she has her drink you bring her over to where I’m sitting and once again I get to see her smile, this time it’s aimed at me and she pulls me into an embrace.

As we sit back down, her on the opposite side of you, I see the lace tops of her stockings seductively showing beneath the hem of her dress. I know you’re feeling like the luckiest guy alive. We sit there for a while chatting to each other, the pair of you flirting and occasionally glancing at me to see my reaction. Then, as the tension builds, the conversation turns to something else.

You ask her if you can kiss her, she says yes and you lean in and gently kiss each other. My cunt twitches at the sight and I let out an involuntary moan. You ignore me and keep kissing, there is an intense need building in you both, you’re clearly as lost in the moment as I am in the sight before me. She looks up at me, holding my gaze and I see there’s a glint in her eye because she knows exactly how this is making me feel. Then her attention is fully back on you again.

She breaks away, slides off the sofa and onto her knees between your legs. You glance at me and give my leg a gentle squeeze, both reassuring me that you still want me and checking to make sure I’m ok with this still. My look urges you on, I’m enjoying this as much as you are.

She undoes your belt and you shift a little and lean back so she has better access to your cock. As she takes it into her mouth it’s your turn to let out and involuntary moan and once again, that makes my cunt throb. You grow harder in her mouth and I switch between watching your reaction to watching hers. Her eyes switch between focusing on what she’s doing to looking at you to looking at me. Our reactions spur her on, she speeds up and I can hear your breath catch in your throat. You reach down and grab a handful of her hair guiding her into a speed you need. I hear her moans knowing she’s also getting off on you using her mouth in front of me like this.

I know you’ve reached the point of coming as your breath quickens, I know that look on your face, I know you can’t hold back any longer. She pulls your cock out of her mouth and aims it at her breasts so you can decorate them and give me a reminder that on this occasion, your cum was for her.

We all admire how they look and just as she’s about to move back onto the sofa I can’t hold back anymore, I lean forwards and scoop a drop onto the tip of my finger, lingering for long enough to feel her soft skin before pulling it back and tasting you, keeping just a little bit of you for myself.

You pull her into an embrace, kissing her again, not caring about the taste of your cock on her lips. Then you turn back to me, pulling me in close so you’re holding us both, you look me in the eyes and tell me what a good cuck slut I am.