2. Three is a Crowd

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The next day, Dave takes me out to dinner. He's definitely trying to impress me, because this is the best restaurant in town. I haven't left his side since we met last night.

Most of the time we've spent simply getting to know each other. We have eerily similar likes and dislikes, and the same sense of humor. Not to mention the same high libido.

As I order my meal, Dave's fingers walk across my thighs and under my dress. Without the waiter noticing, he lets his hand stroke my pussy gently, making it difficult for me to think, let alone talk. The waiter leaves and I relax into my seat, with Dave's fingers deeper inside me, moving in and out just at the right pace.

He knows my body so well, even though we only met last night. I'm nervous that the other people in the restaurant will hear me, but in all honesty, I don't want him to stop. His fingers pull out and begin making circles on my clit, twirling around and around as I resist the urge to moan.

I feel pressure building inside me, and Dave looks at me, daring me to come, daring me to scream. Before I can totally lose myself, Dave excuses himself to the restroom. I know I should follow him.

I slip into the men's door after Dave, who immediately lifts me onto the counter and lets his hand wrap around my throat as he kisses me intensely. I feel freer to make more noise in here, letting moans escape my lips as he picks up where he left off earlier, fingers playing with my pussy. I'm so wet for him and he loves it, sliding his fingers in and out with appreciative moans and letting his other hand move to my nipples.

Lowering his head to my breasts, he kisses and sucks my nipples until I'm panting with arousal. Still his fingers thrust in and out of my pussy, stopping to teasingly stroke my clit. Every time I moan, Dave increases the pace until I'm overwhelmed with pleasure, coming sharply and suddenly.

The thrill of being semi-public makes everything so much more exciting. I haven't properly caught my breath when we unlock the door and make our way back to the table where our food is getting cold. As we eat, we talk about our weekend plans.

Well, I'm actually going to be spending some time with my friends this weekend in a lake in Michigan. Well, I'm helping Carrie host an adults-only casino night fundraiser. Hmm, you don't say.

He raises his eyebrows. He knows the type of behavior an adults-only party might inspire. And he loves it.

A couple of hours into the party, everything's going well. People are drinking, gambling, and having fun. I can finally let my eyes start to wander.

A woman I haven't seen before walks by. She's stunning. Beautiful hair, beautiful body, and a high-waisted skirt and sheer blouse.

I can't help but stare at this mystery girl. Carrie approaches with drinks. Look at this.

We're such a good team. Maybe we should celebrate. She pulls me in for a hug and I feel her lean in to kiss me, but I duck out of the way.

The only people I'm interested in right now are Dave and that mystery girl. I wander the club under the pretense of making sure everyone is enjoying themselves, but I'm really secretly searching for the girl. While this night is less hedonistic than last, there are still secluded corners where couples are congregating.

It's near one of those spots that I see her again. She's undeniably beautiful. Deep dark eyes, dark hair framing her face, and an unreal body.

I'm watching her as she keeps her gaze on the couple in front of us. Two women kiss performatively, their mouths open, tongues out. One has her hand under the other's dress.

We can't see what she's doing, but it's pretty clear by the muffled moans they're both making. Mystery girl looks calm and collected, but there's an ever so slight pink note to her cheeks. I can see her shifting from side to side, discreetly rubbing her thighs together.

I grab two glasses of champagne from a passing waiter and approach her. We don't speak, just clink our glasses together and take long sips. I'm feeling it, so I place my arm on the small of her back.

She turns to look at me for the first time. You haven't been fucked in so long that this is actually turning me on. Which one would you go home with? The brunette.

Look at her hands. Her nails are short on the index and middle fingers. She knows what's up.

I laugh and she looks at me inquisitively. All I need to do is hold up my own hand to show her my nails are similarly short. Then mystery girl leans in for a kiss.

I pause. I stare. Then I lean in too.

Fireworks erupt in my mind. I kiss her back, hot, passionate. Her lips trail to my ear.

Forget those two. Do you want to come back to mine? Yes.

In the taxi, we're all over each other in a beautiful, clumsy mess. Thick thighs, silky hair, amazing breasts. Mystery girl's moans guide me down to her nipples and I swirl my tongue over them, feeling them harden against me.

Her hand fumbles between us until it finds the hem of my dress. She slowly slides it up my thighs. She slides my underwear to the side and tentatively strokes me.

I reposition myself, allowing her full access and her fingers slide easily inside. I have to press my face into her shoulder to stifle my moans. As she traces my lips and clit, I run my hands over as much of her as I can, landing on her breasts where I squeeze her nipples between my fingers and smile at the low pants this elicits.

We jump apart when the car stops. We stumble into the house, tipsy and carefree. She takes my hand and leads me to a large sofa in her living room.

Her lips meet mine for a second. Then she pushes me down onto it and kneels in front of me. In wet movement, she rips my panties off and hoists my legs onto her shoulders.

I am blown away by her assertiveness. It's making me even wetter. She buries her face between my legs, quickly finding my clit again and licking it firmly.

I'm brought right back to where I was in the taxi, panting and tingling all over. Her tongue flicks against me over and over, making my legs tighten and flooding my body with warmth. She slides in one finger, curling it up to my g-spot, leaving me panting and moaning.

As her tongue continues to lick my clit, her fingers work swiftly and soon I'm on the edge, begging her to let me come. In response, she takes my clit between her lips and sucks it hard. My whole body explodes as I come, my legs shaking and my hips jerking.

I cry out as the sparks flood my body. I slump back against the sofa, panting heavily. The mystery girl crawls up next to me and wraps her arms around me, kissing me softly.

As I get my breath back, I hear my phone ringing. Glancing at the screen, I see the name, Dave Sex Club, flashing. He'll have to wait, I'm sure he won't mind tomorrow when I tell him all the juicy details of my night.

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