Maria

My friend Drew and I had been in the lounge for about a half hour, absorbing its throbbing intensity. The gay bartenders were winking at Drew and he, to my astonishment, was smiling back. The atmosphere was heavy with the crowd of stylishly dressed bodies of all races and per- suasions--straight, gay, bisexual. My friend excused himself to move closer to the scantily clad blonde dancer on the raised platform.

I crossed my legs, letting my dress creep up. My blouse puffed out as I shifted in my chair and showed more bare flesh beneath than I would normally allow. The sexual beat of the music intensified my feel- ings of abandon.

Scanning the room, I locked eyes with a tiny Latin-looking lady. Her bright red lips and black hair were in sharp contrast to her sur- prisingly light skin--a combination I have long found alluring. The silk dress clung to her shapely body, letting the outline of her hard nipples clearly show through; I imagined I could even see the "V" where her legs met. She smiled and I looked away, blushing. The way she stared made something at once both delicious and uncomfortable stir inside me.

The walls of the lounge were festooned with paintings and prints of female twosomes and threesomes in various stages of intimacy. I reddened again and glanced back in the direction of the Latin lady. She was looking elsewhere, but I noticed that she had moved closer. I was faintly suffocated by it all, and I stood up and walked to the bar.

From near the dancing platform, Drew caught my eye and winked. I smiled and turned my head, startled to find the Latin beauty standing next to me. I took a long, slow pull on my drink to subdue the giddi- ness that was welling up inside me.

When she said, "Hi," her husky voice made the simply syllable sound like a suggestion. She smiled expectantly. "Hi," I gulped awkwardly. "I'm Maria," she said, "and I think you're gorgeous." "My name is Lori," I stammered back.

Nothing like this had ever happened to me, and my head was spin- ning. She titled her drink to her lips and sipped delicately as she watched me through the glass. I finished my own drink only to have the bartender quickly pour another one. When I looked at him questioningly, he simply gestured to Maria. "Courtesy of the lady," he said.

When I turned to thank her, I found her hand slowly sliding around my waist. I shivered through my resistance, but, glancing down at her hand, I noticed that my own nipples were as erect as hers. "They're lovely," she said. I smiled coyly, starting to enjoy the forbidden sensation coursing through me.

Observing that I was resisting less, she moved in: "You know you want it, and no one else here cares." She was right on both counts. I leaned close as her slowly undulating hips pushed against me. My own honey began to flow, and I became aware of a certain weakness--from the drinks and from this, this, other thing.

"Come on," Maria said, urging me away from the bar toward the door. I followed her closely so that her arm could brush my right nipple with each step. As we stepped into the fresh night air, I whiffed her per- fume and the scent of her sex. It inflamed me.

We walked behind the lounge to an adjacent park and stepped into the deep shadows cast by the trees. Maria turned and kissed me on the mouth, her long tongue snaking past mine. One hand massaged my breast while the other gripped my ass and pulled me to her, rubbing her mound against mine. The intensity of my lust took over, and I kissed her back. My hands slithered over her smooth legs.

Suddenly our dresses were up and our bushes exposed. We rubbed them together lewdly to stimulate our already engorged clits. Maria knelt in front of me and gently prodded my legs apart. She stabbed her tongue into my slit. I moaned and thrust my pelvis to meet her hungry strokes. Maria wrapped her lips around the sensitive button and sucked it as if she were working on a small cock. While it was apparent that Maria had done this before and it was my first time, I was almost blind with desire for her.

I dropped to my knees, then reclined on the ground, softly drawing her onto the damp grass next to me so we could face each other's spread legs. The outline of her cunt was barely visible in the darkness but I only need to feel, not see. Closing my eyes in a dreamy ecstasy, I covered Maria's dripping slash with my mouth and began to suck. She did the same to me. We became lost, groping at each other while animal moans escaped from our throats. Our pelvises gyrated in unison.

As we swam in each other's fluids, I became aware of a presence and opened my eyes. Drew had followed us and was standing just two feet away. He had stripped to nothing but his open shirt. His erection was outlined against the lights of the city; he was obviously very ex- cited. As he stepped closer, Maria sensed the change and froze against me. "Don't stop now," he hissed in a hoarse whisper.

He knelt on the ground and positioned his cock at Maria's opening. He guided the meat inside, and I started licking her juices from his hard shaft. His balls slapped against my face as my lips found her clit. I became aware that the nectar from just inside her pussy lips was thicker, somehow sweeter, than it was deeper in.

I pressed against Drew, stopping his movement. He slowly withdrew from Maria and I grasped his lubricated shank. My hand slipped easily up and down on it. As I stroked him, I again found Maria's drenched down and feather-licked the ambrosia that was gushing from between her engorged lips. Drew thrust forward, giving his dick maximum exposure to my pumping hand.

Maria adjusted quickly to the change, and her hips almost automati- cally resumed a carnal swaying, only now in rhythm with Drew's cadence. Maria and I sucked on each other intensely. We were swept away, and tiny whimpers escaped from Maria's throat. Her arms and hands gripped my legs, holding them tightly around her head. Her mouth wallowed in my cunt.

Eating pussy while I jerked Drew's cock made me lose all awareness of my surroundings. I caressed Maria's tits with my free hand. Finally I reluctantly pulled away from Maria to give Drew new access to her. As he invaded her sweet opening, I reached around to caress his ass. I felt around, touched his anus, then shoved my finger in. He released a low groan. His balls tightened and his pace quickened. Maria sensed the impending explosion and sucked me in complete surrender.

With a barely stifled, "Aaaaahhhhh!" Drew let go and drove hard into Maria's cunt. I tasted the saltiness of his cum mixed with her juice. Encircling her clit with my lips, and I rapidly vibrated my tongue across its velvet-like inner flesh. It seemed like the distended button knob filled my mouth.

The orgasm jolted from deep inside me, almost unexpectedly, and I thrashed uncontrollably. My pussy gushed as I licked and mouthed Mar- ia's hot, wet cunt. With a guttural sound she excitedly dived into my cunt, stiffened for a long moment, then jerked. Her hips pulsated, and I gulped the river that poured out of her.

Drew's motion abated and he slowly withdrew his still swollen cock. He collapsed lightly over both Maria and me. It was just what I wanted. I slid my tongue between her orchid petals and sucked soothingly.

We lay like that for long moments, our mouths planted firmly on each other's cunts, occasionally jerking with after-spasms. Drew had sat up and was lightly fondling Maria's breasts and mine. Then she gave a small lurch of her pelvis and disengaged.

I got up a little unsteadily, and Maria licked my pussy dry. Then she, too, stood. She smiled and put her arms around both Drew and me, kissed me sensuously, then ran her tongue over Drew's lips.

"I have to run," she said, "but here's my number. I want to suck you both again." She fumbled in her handbag, pulled out a card and slipped it between my breasts. Then she disappeared into the darkness. I grasped Drew's spent cock while holding him close. My cunt twitched once more, and I sighed.

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