Purple Pt. 2

I woke up the next day still overstimulated, clit tingling from too much attention the night before. Despite the fact that I really couldn't take any more stimulation I gently fingered myself in the shower, careful to avoid my clit, while rubbing my breasts as the water washed the sweat and come off my skin from the night before.

At work I was robotic and disconnected and the eight hours I was there went by in a blur. Every time I went to the bathroom I felt that electric current of stimulation again and longed for the end of my shift. Mary... I wanted to call her but I held off. I didn't want to risk coming off as too intense and scare her away so I thought a day or two would be best.

I got out of work late. I really only had one good friend and a bunch of acquaintances. My best friend was a very obviously gay man who was intelligent, sarcastic, and who loved to get drinks and go out with friends. I could ask him to go out with me any night of the week and we would go out, sit at the bar and drink beer and shots all night while we talked about people in the bar we wanted to have sex with. His type of man and mine were vastly different. I liked men with small cocks and thin women with devious and sensual eyes. He liked big fat men with thick cocks. The bear type. That night I was still clearly in a heightened state of arousal.
"What the hell has gotten into you tonight. You look like you're going to impale yourself on that post over there." He noticed right away
"I met somebody"
"Who is he?"
"She."
"Oh shit! This is going to be great!"
"I just need to get her out of my head. It's nothing more than a sexual obsession really. I have been so horny ever since. I am going home with some man I meet here tonight. I'll meet you for breakfast tomorrow morning though."

As soon as he and I had made our plans and my intentions were clear I downed a shot, finished my beer and headed out into the main part of the bar with my new beer in hand, totally out of my element but ready to dance and mingle anyways. I actually wore a feminine outfit for a change, a miniskirt, a tight tank top, no bra. I wanted it and I wanted it badly. I may have looked the part but I really didn't know what to do with myself. I found another attractive woman sidled up next to her and said 'hi' as I danced in her general area the same way I've seen women in bars do before. She smiled and after a few minutes of dancing a handsome, tall, muscular man came up behind her and started grinding against her. I watched them dance. They clearly knew each other and I could see that his pants were getting tighter as he danced behind her. I felt myself get wet as I watched what looked too much like foreplay to be coincidence. They knew I was watching and gave me a show. He caressed every part of her body through her clothes and she tilted her head back, closed her eyes and just moved with the music. When the song finished she grabbed my arm and pulled me into the bathroom.
"Hi. I'm Amber. I noticed you watching Bry dance with me."
She wasted no time in waiting for a response. With her eyes locked on mine she slid her hand up my miniskirt. I was so wet that it had started to run down the inside of my thigh.
"Nothing but a skirt. Nice" She commented.
She started to finger me wildly. I jumped up onto the sink and she buried her face under my skirt licking and fingering me at the same time until I came. She backed off for a minute watching me brace myself as I shuddered. After it passed I jumped down off the counter and pushed her against the wall as I kissed her and slid my hands up under her shirt. Just as I got there she stopped me.
"I think Bry would love this do you mind a third?"
"Not at all. Oh, and I'm Laurel."
"Nice to meet you Laurel."

I could barely contain myself as we walked back to their place. Bry was one of those men who really liked to talk dirty so he and Amber spent the entirety of the walk describing what they were going to do to both each other and me. The second we passed through the door Amber grabbed my hand and shoved it down the front of her tight fitting jeans that she had somehow unbuttoned as she walked to the bedroom.

Once there she threw off her clothes and stripped me down. She began kissing my breasts, my stomach and then the curve by my hipbones that sent a wave of wetness rushing down my legs. Bry walked in and watched his girlfriend pleasure me with his shirt off and his cock sticking out from the fly of his jeans. He stroked himself while he watched. She moved back up from sucking on my clit and kissed her way up my body until she found my mouth. Her body felt so nice pressed against mine and I locked eyes with Bry as we kissed. Conscious of his watching us I moved my hand down her flat stomach until I reached her very wet pussy. I couldn't believe how nice it felt, another woman's pussy and in my excitement I clumsily flipped her over and went down to taste her for myself. I had myself positioned so I could see Bry and his cock while I ate out Amber. She wasn't salty at all but sweet like nectar and I couldn't get enough. I jammed my finger into her and she let out a loud moan. Bry moaned as well and I started licking her faster until she came.

At this point I could tell that he couldn't take just watching anymore. I walked over to him naked and covered in his girlfriend's sweat and come. I unzipped his pants and went down on him until he came swallowing his come greedily while it was Amber's turn to watch, but she had a hard time just watching and started fingering me just as he climaxed in my mouth. The suddenness of her fingers inside me brought me to climax again and we all collapsed on the floor in a pile of sweat and exhaustion.