Be Careful What You Wish for Pt. 03

To mild applause and an abundance of lusty leers, Kelly finished her set and left the stage. House music blared through the PA system in the break between dancers.

"So, Geoff," I began, reaching over to caress his manhood. "When was the last time you masturbated to porn?"

My date smiled and took a sip of his cola. "Just last night, twice."

"Twice? That sounds promising. What to?"

His hazel eyes scanned my figure. Burning desire coursed through my flesh.

"Redheads. Specifically ones that reminded me of you."

I gazed at him over the rim of my glass, finishing my drink. "That's dirty and perverted," I paused, "and fucking hot. I'm flattered and so wet."

Geoff's response was a simple naughty wink.

I continued. "Um, I got off to adult theater and glory hole porn just this morning. What do you have to say about that?"

He raised his glass in salute, nodding and smiling. "I enjoy those, too." I grabbed my second drink, and we clinked our cups together.

"Have you ever done anything like that?" he asked me.

I scanned his features, looking for signs of insecurity or judgment. Finding only curiosity, my eyes traveled down, evaluating his body language. My date's posture was relaxed, at ease, so I shrugged and smiled a naughty grin.

"Sort of."

I paused, awaiting him being offended or adding some controlling condition, because nobody would ever let any girlfriend of theirs do those sorts of slutty things.

"Sort of? I'm intrigued. Please, explain."

I smiled, feeling like a feline ready to pounce. "There was this one guy, not too long ago. He was all for us going to a porn theater and watching."

"Sounds hot," Geoff replied.

"It was--at least, at first. We got into one of those viewing booths and I worked his cock until somebody poked theirs through the glory hole. I sucked the stranger off while my then-boyfriend fingered me. That was so fucking hot that I still masturbate over it." I stopped in the middle of my reverie, my seductive grin turning into a frown. "By the third cock, though, he got jealous. He pulled me out of there, and we fought all the way home. I broke up with him that night."

"I'm sorry things didn't work out for you."

"Maybe we should go to one," I challenged. "Would you like watching me get railed by a bunch of strangers and covered with cum?"

Geoff chuckled. "I know what we're doing on our next date."

I shrieked, drawing lots of attention. "Really? It's a date! I'll make it worth your while. Why don't you have a problem with my wildness? Everyone else I've ever dated does."

His answer was perfect. "One can't want their lady to be an untamed nympho and then get upset when she is."

I leaned over and kissed him. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Kelly approaching. Her confident poise, assured and comfortable with all eyes lustily staring, made my heart jump.

The statuesque blonde no longer wore the cropped T-shirt. A white button down covered her chest. It was mostly unbuttoned, showing off huge amounts of glorious, bouncing cleavage, and she'd knotted the ends, showing off her taut stomach. With her scanty skirt, the ensemble gave her a naughty school girl vibe.

"We're all set, sweetie," she said to me. Kelly pointed to a lone privacy booth behind our table. "That's the VIP booth, my favorite. You two go in and make yourselves comfy. I'll be back in a jiffy."

Grabbing my date's hand, I pulled him out of the chair and dragged him to the booth. "I can't wait to have her grinding all over me while you watch!"

The booth was luxurious and cozy. That one had a real door facing the back of the club. A solidly-built low, small table with a control panel occupied the center. A U-shaped, padded bench lined the wall opposite the door, enveloping the table. A small sliding panel in the wall above the bench opened toward the stage for voyeuristic viewing. When we entered, I slid the panel open, seeing the stage. Two tiny speakers hung on the left-hand wall, the club's music playing softly through them. Soundproof panels lined the rest of the booth, including the roof. Some twinkling lights gave it an intimate atmosphere and a small mirrored ball hung from the ceiling.

The control panel was simple, and I played with it, just to see what it did. A dial controlled the speakers' volume, and a sliding knob controlled the lights' brightness. A toggle turned the disco ball on.

Kelly returned in record time. She entered, smiling at us, and closed the door, sliding the latch to lock it. She carried a small tray, holding a small bottle of rum, a bottle of cola, and three cups.

"You sit there," she said to me, pointing. "And you, handsome, sit on that side."

She set the tray down on the table, bending over to open the bottles. I watched her--mainly her cleavage and cascading platinum tresses--as she poured three drinks, the first two heavy on the alcohol.

"No liquor for me," Geoff said, passing his hand over the top of the third cup. "I'm driving."

Walking around the table's perimeter, she shoved her amazing posterior into my face as she scooted past me. Kelly sat between us, stroking both our thighs.

"So," she said to Geoff. "I hear you two haven't screwed."

"Sorry," I apologized. "I just kind of blurted it out."

Kelly laughed, her breasts bouncing, and asked me, "How many dates did you say?"

I held up four fingers.

"Four! Honey, you have more self-control than me. I'd have jumped all over that in four minutes, not four dates."

I giggled, sipping my very strong drink. The alcohol was so intense that I coughed a little.

"Sorry, sexy. I like mine stiff." Her hand patted my date's crotch. "Very stiff." She turned to Geoff. "Why didn't you go for it with her?"

Geoff smiled and placed his hands behind his head. "Amber never gave the go-ahead."

The sexy dancer looked at me, aghast.

"It's true," I confessed. "I restrained myself. I'm too wild, and I scare lovers away. It always ends badly. I was hoping to delay the inevitable."

"I like wild! Ooh! Turn the speakers up. I love this song."

Smiling, I bent forward and extended my arm, turning up the volume. For ambiance, I flicked the switch for the mirror ball, and sparkling spots of light whirled around the dim chamber.

Kelly stood tall and proud, her impressive bosoms thrust forward. Raising one foot, she thrust her high heel between Geoff's legs, the tip of her shoe grazing his manly package. Mesmerized, I gawked at the statuesque beauty as she began gyrating to the soulful ballad playing on the speakers. I sat and turned in my seat to watch the sexy dancer torture my date.

She went through the usual lap dance moves, rubbing her impressive melons all over his body, shoving her perfectly-sculpted behind into his face, and grazing her lips over his neck, chest, and groin. She knelt on the padded seat with her butt facing me and her head in Geoff's lap, simulating fellatio. Although my gaze was mostly focused on her taut ass and alluring pussy, barely covered by her white thong, I noticed that her right arm was stroking his cock through his jeans.

"Wow, that's big," she giggled. "I've held a lot of cocks, and that's impressive. You're making me horny as fuck, handsome."

She turned her smiling face around and caught my eye. I stifled a giggle when gave me conspiratorial wink. I covered my mirth by taking a drink.

"It's true, Geoff," I managed to respond. "She has her gorgeous pussy thrust in my face, and I can see how wet she's getting. I'm dripping just looking at how sexy she is."

Kelly moaned, then spun around, kicking her legs up. She ended up straddling my handsome date, thrusting her boobs into his face. Staring him in the eyes, she tugged her shirt open and thrust her round orbs against his face. As she smothered him with her tits, Kelly's head turned to me. I was all smiles, enjoying the show.

Her grace stunned me. Kelly pulled her mammaries away and spun in his lap. Placing her feet on the floor, the athletic woman bent forward and ground her crotch against Geoff's.

"So, Amber, just how wild are you?" she asked as she humped my boyfriend's cock.

I caressed my tits as I watched her. She was either a fantastic actress or genuinely getting off from rubbing her sex on Geoff.

"Well, I got a little crazy on the way over here."

"You dirty girl!" she exclaimed. "What'd you do?"

I laughed and sipped my drink. "I masturbated in the bar, then sucked that monster cock you're grinding on while we drove here, all while a trucker watched."

I paused, amused at Kelly's impassioned expression. My words seemed to affect her, and she ground her satin-covered pussy against my date's crotch and hungrily stared at me.

"A trucker was beside us, and he watched me. I'm so fucking horny that I told him to record it and jerk off to it, later." I smiled and caressed my heaving breasts. "Then, Geoff licked my cunt to orgasm in the parking lot before we walked in."

"You are fucking wild! I'd love to party with you."

The sexy dancer dismounted Geoff and crawled over to me. I quaffed most of my drink, setting the cup down on the sturdy table. Tingles crawled over my body when she straddled me, nuzzling my neck and ear. Her moist breath made me shudder.

Covering me with her long, luxurious hair, Kelly whispered, "Go ahead and do your thing, sweetie," into my ear.

Feeling arousal possess me, I could only nod as I squirmed in my seat. The dancer bent forward, leaning over the table, and drank deeply from her cup. I watched her plump ass slowly gyrate to the beat of the music.

"Do you like watching this, Geoff? Watch her make me hot and bothered."

My lust erupted when Kelly abandoned her drink and gave my flesh her full attention. The lithe, large-breasted woman bumped and ground all over my flesh, making my thighs steamy. I felt her teeth on my nipples, biting me through my top. Her tongue lapped on my tits as she pulled my shirt over my chest. She sucked on my tingling nipples until I moaned, then pulled away, laughing.

She turned around, her back to me, and arched her spine. Gyrating to the rhythm, Kelly visually teased me. I moaned when she slammed my legs together and straddled me. Kelly untied her top, and it fell open, although she wasn't facing me. As she ground her mound into my lap, I felt her hands grasp mine and lead them to her exposed breasts.

I gently kneaded her pert tits, my fingers playing with her nipples. My entire body convulsed when she moaned. Awestruck by her athleticism, I gasped when she knelt in the seat, placing her hands on the table. On all fours, her amazing behind was inches away from face.

"Do you like her thong, Geoff?" I asked. "I have one at home kind of like that. I know you prefer no panties, but I can put it on for you. If you don't like it, you can finger me while I'm wearing it. Then, when my panties are soaked, you can rip them off of me, wad them up, and gag me with my wet panties while you fuck me like the slut I am."

I heard my date chuckle. "And what if I like them?"

"Then you can make me beg for you to do it."

Kelly raised herself off me and turned around. Placing her hands on my shoulders, she climbed onto the padded bench, straddling me, and stood in front of me.

"This thong?" she asked, lifting her barely-there skirt.

I was going to respond, but only managed a muffled "Mmph," as Kelly thrust her groin into my face. I felt her hands wrap around my head, forcefully grabbing my red locks.

"You want soaked panties, you slut," she said, her voice filled with lust. "Lick it. Make me soaked."

I moved my head back and forth, then up and down, simulating oral sex.

"I said, 'Lick it,' you slut. That means do it."

Startled, I looked up, seeing Kelly panting in heat. I shrugged and opened my mouth, letting my tongue run up her satin-covered pussy.

"That's it, you cunt-licking whore. Make me wet. If my thong isn't soaked before this song ends, I'll punish you."

Glancing up, our eyes met, and she winked at me and thrust her pussy against my mouth. Overwhelmed with lust, I reached around and cupped her taut ass with my hands and earnestly ate her through her sexy thong. Kelly's moans and humping hips drove me insane. When she pulled the crotch of her panties to one side and thrust my face into her oozing slit, I nearly lost control.

"You like that, don't you?" I heard her ask Geoff. "Does it make that huge cock of yours throb to see your girlfriend eating me out?" Her hands crammed my head against her molten honeypot with lustful force. "You lick it so good! I'm gonna cum."

The song ended too quickly. I was really getting into licking the dancer's pussy. When the DJ's voice came over the speakers, she climbed down. Kelly looked like a sex goddess with her face flushed from arousal, her nipples hard, and her now-messy dancer's thong soaked.

She shrugged out of the shirt and quickly tugged her panties down. All the while, she stared at me with open desire. Not letting her thong hit the floor, she wadded up the flimsy garment and held it in front of me.

"Open."

I giggled and opened my mouth. Electric shocks went up and down my spine when she thrust the soiled garment into my mouth. I could taste her liquid sex on the cloth. Kelly grabbed my breasts and let her hands travel down my body. Her caresses traced the contours of my hips, then she spread my legs wide and tugged at the slit in my skirt until my my dripping treasure box was exposed.

"A natural redhead. I like!."

Kelly appraised my exposed body, and I straightened my posture, wanting her to enjoy the view of me splayed out and looking slutty. Wearing only her spiked heels and the micro miniskirt, she straddled Geoff, still facing me.

"Finger your cunt, you horny slut, while I grind on his big cock." She addressed my date. "Grab my tits, stud, while I hump your dick."

Going with the flow, one of my hands flew to my mouth, stuffing her white thong further into my mouth. My other hand descended to my exposed pussy, and I attacked my clit, furiously rubbing the sensitive, swollen nub. Kelly placed her hands on my man's knees and began roughly sliding her nude pussy up and down his denim-covered manhood.

"You're getting off to this, aren't you, you slut? You like watching me get off from humping your boyfriend's cock, don't you?"

I only moaned into her thong, my fingers flying over my clit faster and harder.

"Cum for me, you slutty whore. See how wet I am? I'm soaking his pants."

Slamming her pussy back and forth to the beat of the house music, Kelly stared at me, moaning as she writhed on Geoff's cock. Feeling a powerful orgasm building, I pulled the sodden panties from my mouth, groaning and gasping, and shoved them against my wet snatch. I fucked myself with her thong while my other hand drummed on my clit.

"I'm fucking cumming. Hump him for me! So fucking hot."

Our eyes locked, Kelly licking her lips as my body contorted in orgasmic bliss. Spasms of pleasure ambushed me, and I moaned and swore, announcing my orgasm. Being watched by the sexy blonde dancer writhing in my date's lap intensified the euphoria.

When I came down from heaven, Kelly climbed off Geoff and crawled over to me. She pulled my legs as far apart as she could and shoved her face between my thighs.

"Oh, fuck," I moaned.

Her hands rubbed up and down my legs, and I felt her lips kiss their way from my knee up to my dripping cunt. Kelly didn't lick my pussy, but she kissed away my nectar, savoring it. The blonde's teeth clenched over her satiny thong, still embedded in my pussy, and she slowly pulled it out of my wetness. I moaned and shivered, then shrieked with passion when her fingers sloshed up and down my slit.

"You do love it. Fuck, you're so wet. You're dripping."

I only nodded, my eyes wide. I was so horny that my teeth gnawed on my lower lip. Kelly shot me a feline smile and held up her soaked hand. My juices flowed over her fingers, glowing in the mood lighting.

"Don't move," she commanded.

The sultry dancer extended her sodden fingers, and she rubbed my sexual nectar all over my lips. Smiling seductively, her face hovered near mine, and she passionately kissed me, her tongue lashing out to lick my juices from my face.

"Maybe we're not fucking tonight, Geoff," I teased. "I might take her home, instead."

"But you like to be watched," he retorted. "I'd love watching you two."

Kelly laughed. "How about you bend me over and fuck me with your huge cock. Then, I'll make your little slut lick your cum out of me."

"Only if I can suck on your clit while he fucks you," I added.

We stayed in the booth for a long while as Kelly and I finished off her bottle. Idly chatting, we had a lot of fun conversing. Kelly was into hair metal, just like me, and we shared a lot of the same nerdy hobbies. Before we'd finished our time together, she and I exchanged our game-handles on an online game we both played. Geoff remained the perfect gentleman, never crossing the boundary into creepiness. His charm and charisma won the stripper over.

"I have to get back to work," she sighed.

She and I embraced, kissing and fondling one another. Then, we left Club Utopia. I was so horny that I didn't bother pulling my top back over my breasts, delighting in the cheers and stares as we exited.

Geoff escorted me across the parking lot, opening the vehicle's door for me. I made certain to flash him my neatly trimmed pussy, smiling all the while. I'd reached the glorious stage of drowning in my passion. My sexual urges possessed me and turned me into a horny demon. The highest high of them all, I reveled in the sensation.

When he climbed into the driver's seat, I felt new waves of lust wash over me. I braced myself for disappointment, the inevitable slut-shaming, knowing that my wildness was about to doom the relationship before it even began.

"Still want to stop for booze, or do you have more adventures planned?"

"So, you're not going to lambaste me for being so slutty?"

"Are you kidding?" His smile returned, lust playing over his chiseled features. "I love it."

I sighed in relief. "Perfect! Instead of taking the main road out to my place, take the third right. There's a little liquor store there. My treat, remember? What'cha drinking, big stud?"

"Ladies choice, but if I'm drinking, I'll call a ride-share rather than drive home drunk."

"Fuck that! You're spending the night, mister."

As soon as he pulled the car out of the parking lot, I put my feet on the dash, hiked up my skirt, and began furiously masturbating.

"You know what I feel like doing when we get home?" I queried. I didn't wait for his response. "I want to suck your cock while we watch porn together, then have you shoot your first load all over me. Then, we can tease each other until you're hard again. I want your cock in every hole before the night's over."

The SUV slowed and turned into the liquor store's vacant parking lot. It was a cozy, upscale sort of store that specialized in wine. They also stocked a lots of exotic beers and the typical hard liquor staples. Through the wall of windows, the cashier could easily be seen. The young man sat on a stool near the register, casually scrolling on his phone. No other customers were in sight.

"Wait here," I said. "Just make sure you stare at my ass while I walk."

"I planned on it," he retorted.

"Then don't you dare open my door, this time," I warned. "Just sit there and enjoy the show."

"Oh, we're putting on a show, are we?"

"Challenge accepted," I said.

Knowing that his eyes were devouring me as I walked across the parking lot made each step mental foreplay. I swung my round hips from side to side, exaggerating my body's natural movements to make my ass shake. Looking behind me, I noted that Geoff was leering at me with open desire. That made my blood boil. Feeling frisky, I bent forward and pulled up my skirt, mooning him. I laughed and slapped my ass when he tooted the horn.

Before I went inside, I loosened the laces on my top, exposing more of my pert, round breasts.

"Hello," the cashier said when I entered. "Can I help you with..."

His voice trailed off as he looked up from his phone, and his jaw dropped. The events of the evening had me in a sexual stupor, and it was evident in my body language. I walked like a tigress in heat. My nipples poked through the thin material of my top, and my eyes conveyed raw desire. The clerk was cute with a bit of stubble on his cheeks and unruly blond hair.

"I need something hard to pour down my throat. Do you have any ideas?"

"Um, err," he stuttered.

I let my lust drip off my words. "Tequila and rum, the harder the better. I like it hard." He blushed at my words.

His shaking hand pointed to a rack.

"Thank you, sexy."

I strutted past him, giggling. I made certain that my boobs bounced with every step, and as soon as I got to the whiskey display, I turned my back to him and bent over at the waist until my head was nearly level to the bottom shelf. Rocking my hips back and forth slowly and sensually ensured his eyes were riveted on my ass. I could feel the heat of his gaze on my behind.

"These will do," I chirped, holding the bottles up to my chest.

Sauntering up to the counter, I flashed the cashier my ID and paid for the booze. "My boyfriend's outside. Do you mind if I flash him my tits?"

"Huh?"

"My boobs," I responded. I cupped my breasts and rocked my chest back and forth. "I want to flash my boyfriend. Do you mind? I'll let you touch them."

"Holy shit."

"Well?"

"Huh?"

"Is it okay with you if I lift my shirt up, expose my tits, and flash my boyfriend through the windows."

"Hell, yeah!"

I shrugged, smiling, and pulled up my shirt. The clerk's eyes nearly popped out of his head. I turned toward the wall of glass and waved, bouncing up and down. I turned back to the gawking cashier and smiled at him.

"I promised you could touch them. Go ahead."

He reached out and grabbed my boobs. The slutty thrill of a stranger fondling my mounds made me moan. Sexual heat scorched my skin, and my nectar flowed like a waterfall. Without thinking, I took two steps back and pulled up my skirt.

"Like my hot, wet cunt?"

Dumbfounded, he only nodded.

"Have a great night," I said.

I turned on my heel and strode out of the store. I was so excited that I ran across the parking lot and jumped into the SUV.

"Did you like that?"

Geoff's roguish smile and lusty aura were my answer.

My hand plunged between my thighs, and I furiously fingered my aching hole. "Pull your cock out! I need that hunk of meat in my mouth."

My date put the car in gear, and he drove toward my house.

"I love how uninhibited you are," he chimed.

I lay on the seat, one hand pumping his manhood while the other pleasured my dripping slit. "I had half a mind to suck his cock in the store," I confessed. "Would you like that? It would have been so hot."

"I'd have loved that."

"You would!" I was ecstatic. Most lovers are too insecure and get severely jealous. "I can't think of anything hotter."

Geoff scoffed teasingly.

"What?" I pestered. "What's hotter than sucking off a complete stranger in public while my boyfriend watches? You do want to be my boyfriend, don't you?"

"Mm-hmm," he moaned, grabbing my head and guiding my eager mouth to his hard cock. "But you know what would be hotter than sucking that guy off?"

I pulled my lips off his hardness with a sucking pop. "What?" My fingers buried themselves inside my soaked hole, thrusting in and out.

"You sucking him off, making him shoot his cum all over you, then coming out and sucking my cock while you're covered in his jizz."

That was one of the reasons my affection for Geoff went beyond the physical. His ability to play along with enthusiasm and wit stimulated my mind and made my loins gush. The fact that he took my perverted idea and made it kinkier set my pussy on fire. My thighs were on fire, and my pleasure hole was flowing like a waterfall.

"Oh, fuck. Fucking fuck, I'm going to cum. Tell me what a fucking dirty slut I am."

"You dirty slut," he intoned. His hands grabbed my head and pushed my mouth down his cock until I was blissfully gagging. "Only a dirty pervert would get off on sucking strangers in public. Cum for me, you whore."

"Oh shit. Feels so good. I'm... oooh, ah. Fuck!"

My mouth pistoned over his manhood, moans emanating from my stuffed mouth as the heavenly agony of an intense orgasm ambushed my body. Seizure-like convulsions possessed me. While the waves of pleasure washed over me, his steely hardness throbbed in my mouth, but he never lost control.

"Fuck, that one was intense. If you turn the car around, right now, I'll do it."

"Is that what you want?"

I thought about it. "As hot as it sounds, I think I'd rather have just your cock, tonight." I smiled up at him. "But only if you promise to treat me like your personal fuck toy and fuck me at least three times."

"Only three? Consider it promised."

"Speaking of promises," I responded. "In the strip club, I promised to tell you all the dirty, nasty, slutty things I do. What do you want to know?"

"Everything." Geoff chuckled, his hand caressing my face. "Let's start with your love of being watched."

I smiled, one hand leaving my dripping cunt and reaching for his turgid member. My mouth opened, ready to reply, but his SUV's dash lit up, chirping. An automated voice announced an incoming call from John.

Geoff shrugged. "Sorry about that. I forgot to disconnect the Bluetooth to my phone."

"Are you going to answer it?"

"I wasn't going to. That would be rude to you."

"Go ahead and answer it,"

Instead of talking, I used my mouth to pleasure my date's cock. He reached out and pressed a button on the dashboard.

"Hey, John. This better be important. I'm kind of in the middle of something."

The caller's voice sounded stressed and aggravated. "Houston, we have a problem. Go to video. You have to see this."

Geoff sighed, a slight smile dancing over his features. "Hang on. Let me pull over. I'm driving."

My mouth slowly ran up and down the length of his hard cock. I used one of my hands to stroke the rest of the length, and I went slow and gently, taking my time. I wanted to make him moan, so his friend on the other end of the call would know that I was sucking Geoff off. However, I didn't want to make him cum just yet. I intended to savor the hardness I was forcing down my throat.

"Okay, switching to video."

I was impressed by more than his massive manhood. The car stereo's screen lit up, showing his cute friend, John. Beside him, two other men, also sexy, glowered. I returned my attention to Geoff's manly flesh, loving it with my mouth.

"Hey, guys," Geoff said. "What's the big emergency."

"Look at the server!"

I heard some shuffling, but didn't bother looking up.

"Shit, Gary," Geoff laughed. "What'd you do, set it on fire?"

"Power surge," John lamented. "We're royally screwed. We won't be able to raid, tomorrow night."

"That sucks, but can this wait until tomorrow? I'm on a date with Amber."

I heard all three of them chuckle.

"Right," Gary said. "The super-cool, genius, witty Miss Perfect you claim to be dating."

"Yeah, right," the third one added. "No babe is as cool as you said she is."

My head popped up in surprise. While not intentional, as soon as I raised my head from Geoff's lap, I realized that they'd be able to see exactly where I had been. It wouldn't take a genius to figure out what had been doing, and the thought excited me.

"Really!" I said, beaming broadly. "He said all that about me?"

"Holy shit! She is real. And hot! You've got to be Amber."

"Um," Gary sheepishly stuttered. "Were you..."

"Sucking his cock?" I finished. "I sure was."

Geoff laughed. "Like I said, guys. I'm in the middle of something."

John laughed. "What are we going to do? With the server destroyed, we won't be able to play."

I smiled. "What raid were you talking about?"

"The Demon King of Zuul."

I laughed. "So, you guys play Battle Realms?" I smiled when the three guys glanced at each other and smirked. "That's a tough quest. Tell you what, if Geoff doesn't mind, you all can play at my house. I have a server directly hooked up to Battle Realms that you can use."

"You sure?" the unnamed one asked.

"Definitely." I paused. "That is if Geoff doesn't mind. I'm running a Xeon 5300 with one-hundred-and-twenty-eight gigs of RAM. I also have five desktops linked in, with the specs maxed out for networking parties. I swear, when you guys see my setup, you'll jizz in your pants."

"Well, guys," Geoff chuckled. "Looks like the problem is solved."

"I'll play hostess," I added. "I have this super-sexy Night Elf costume I can wear."

"Um okay."

"Geoff can give you my address. Now, if you'll excuse me, gentlemen, I need a cock in my mouth."

I smiled at their shocked expressions, feeling my pussy drip, and plunged my mouth back over my boyfriend's hardness. That time, I made certain to vigorously bob my head up and down, knowing they could see it.

"What time do you want us to show up?"

I pulled my head back off Geoff's cock. Strands of saliva were dripping from my lips. My nipples tingled when they noted it.

"You can come any time you want. I'm always down for it."

With that, I went back to devouring my date's massive cock.

Geoff concluded the call, taking his friends' teasing with good humor. I heard the phone click off, the radio coming back on, and felt the car lurch forward.

"Your friends are cute," I said as I stroked his cock, rubbing the head against my pouting lips. "Are they single? Maybe I'll fuck them."

"I'm sure they'd love that," he responded.

"What else should I wear with my Night Elf costume?"

"Why, no panties, of course."

"Be careful what you wish for. How about we wait for my confessions until we get to my place?"

"Sounds like a plan."

"Do me a favor and command me to suck your cock. I think I want to be ordered around."

"I thought you wanted me to treat you like my personal slut."

"I want both." I smiled and giggled. "I'd ask you if you're up for that, but I think I already know."

To Be Continued...