Joanne's Wild Night Out

Joanne looked at her reflection in the mirror. Her blue strapless dress fit tightly over her body. The soft fabric caressed her bra-less tits any time she moved, making her nipples hard enough to poke through. The dress's fabric was too thin for regular panties, so she decided to go with a tiny thong that barely covered her pussy and if she bent over displayed her asshole almost fully.

She snapped a photo of her in the mirror and sent it to Julie, her friend and coworker. "Ready for tonight!", the message read.

Julie replied with two photos of herself in a green dress that was almost backless and could barely hold her massive tits. It didn't look like she was wearing a bra, either. Joanne wondered whether Julie would be wearing any underwear. She figured there was a 50-50 chance she'd be commando. Joanne knew for a fact that Julie loved not wearing panties, but she also enjoyed taking them off in public. "What is under that dress?" she replied, along with a love-eye emoji.

"My bare tits," Julie replied. "And you'll have to find out what else ;)"

"Can't wait!", Joanne replied. She had last seen Julie naked during that wild Zoom call earlier in the week and, truthfully, she had been furiously masturbating ever since. She couldn't wait for tonight.

Suddenly, Joanne had an idea. She texted Julie and asked her if she'd be OK inviting Sarah, her boss who they'd recently found out was also a slut. Of course, Julie agreed enthusiastically. "First one of us to eat her ass wins", was her exact response.

Joanne grabbed her phone and added Sarah to the text chain. Then she re-sent her photo, as well as Julie's. "Hey boss, we're going out tonight. You should join us!!!"

Five minutes later, Sarah texted back a photo of herself, her red hair wrapped in a cute messy bun, her eyes behind those sexy glasses of hers, and wearing a tight black dress with ample cleavage, and mid-thigh-high stockings. Fuck, but she looked hot as hell. Joanne couldn't wait to see Sarah's perky tits again. She wondered what her pussy would taste like. She felt herself getting wet. Her hands grazed her mound over her thong for a few seconds. She considered getting off then and there but quickly decided she'd have more fun tonight if she showed up already riled up.

"See you two bitches in 20" she texted them, along with the address of the bar, only a few blocks away from her house. She wondered if Sarah knew what she'd gotten herself into. "Just fyi, Sarah, last time Julie and I went out, she was licking a stranger's cum off my tits before we had our third drink"

"That was fun!" added Julie in the grouptext. "Think you're up for this, Sarah."

"Amateurs", Sarah replied. "See you two in a bit".

A few minutes later, she was walking into the bar. She hadn't yet been to this bar with her friends. Sure, she'd had a few hookups, but nothing more than what seemed normal at the place. She found a table close to the bar, and walked slowly to it, making sure her hips swayed slowly, enjoying the attention.

Sarah and Julie joined her shortly after. They both looked stunning. Again, Joanne felt herself getting wet and had to fight off the urge to simply rub herself against anything and everything near her.

"Horny already?" teased Sarah, noticing Joanne's nipples poking through the soft fabric of her dress.

Joanne was about to respond that yes, she was actually very horny and couldn't wait to have her holes filled while she ate Sarah's ass, but before she could finish saying "yes", luckily Julie interrupted her: "So, what are we doing tonight, ladies?"

Sarah looked puzzled, so Joanne responded "Truth or dare?"

"Seriously?" asked Sarah. "We aren't highschoolers anymore"

"True", responded Julie. "But we also can't say no to any dare."

Sarah's eyes opened wide, the realization of what could happen dawning on her. "You two don't mess around, huh?" she said more to herself than to either of them. "Okay, Julie", she paused and smiled, "truth or dare?"

"Dare" Julie said, smiling back.

"Take off your panties without moving away from here", Sarah said, licking her lips.

"What if I don't have any panties?" Julie asked, smiling coyly and almost winking.

"Then you'll have to prove it", Joanne said, grazing Sarah's thigh with her hand. Fuck, she couldn't wait to feel Sara's cunt wrapped around her fingers.

"Fine", Julie said, squirming under her seat, as she got her panties off from under her dress. She made sure to give them a nice sniff and lick before handing them to Sarah, who also sniffed them before putting them in her purse. Joanne noticed Julie's panties were somewhat wet already. She teased Julie about it and then asked Sarah, "Truth or dare?"

"Truth!" said Sarah, smiling. "You two need to know me better before asking me dares"

"Fair enough," said Joanne, her mind racing. So many things she'd love to ask Sarah: had she always been a whore? What were her dirtiest fantasies? What was her sluttiest experience?

Then, the answer came to her.

"What does your pussy taste like?"

Sarah laughed briefly, "I am terrible at describing things", she said smiling. "But I have an idea." She put one hand under the table, shifted her hips a bit, and moaned softly. She was clearly putting on a show. Then she brought up her hand, two fingers stretched out and glistening with what could only be her pussy juices. She extended her arm so that her fingers were just in front of Joanne's face. Joanne could smell the pussy in Sarah's fingers. It smelled just as tart and sweet as she'd imagined.

Eyes full of lust, she put Sarah's fingers in her mouth and licked them greedily for over a minute. The taste was even better than she'd imagined. Joanne eagerly licked every last drop of grool from Sarah's fingers. She could see some of the other people in the bar were noticing. Good, they were in for a treat tonight.

"Okay, Joanne," Julie said, seemingly annoyed at not tasting Sarah's pussy yet, "truth or dare?"

"Dare, of course," replied Joanne, anticipation building up inside her. She was glad it was Julie asking. Julie knew her, and, more importantly, knew how to press her buttons (and how to "press her button" as well. She laughed at the thought.

"Hike up your dress so your ass and thong are clearly visible, but in a way that still looks somewhat accidental. Then go to the bar and get us drinks. If you get us the drinks we're thinking of, you get a special prize."

Julie knew her too well. Feeling herself getting wetter by the second, Joanne hiked up her dress until about half of her ass was out. The thin g-string that barely covered her asshole was pretty much hidden in between her cheeks. She knew her labia was enveloping her thong. She hoped someone would notice.

Casually, she walked to the bar, acting as if she didn't know her butt was pretty much exposed for everyone to see. She could sense conversations dying down as she walked by and all eyes fixed on her body. Fuck, but she loved the attention.

She walked up to the bar and ordered drinks: one Old Fashioned for Julie, a frozen marg for herself, and she wasn't really sure what Sarah would have but a Cosmo was as good a guess as any. Her walk back to her table was slow and deliberate, partly because she didn't want to spill her drinks, but mostly she just liked the attention her ass granted her. She handed the drinks to her friends and, reluctantly, sat down.

Since she'd guessed the drinks right, Julie told her she would be able to ask something from both of them, regardless of truth and dare. Yes, tonight was going to be lots of fun.

Joanne turned to Julie. "Truth or dare?"

"Dare, of course. You know all my truths," Julie said winking at Sarah.

"I dare you to flash your tits to everyone"

"Pff", Julie laughed. "Easy peasy." Without much effort, she pulled her beautiful, massive breasts from over her shirt. In truth, those tits were about to burst out from there, so it seemed like Julie had merely accelerated the inevitable. She then stood up, turned around and loudly yelled "If we get the next 5 rounds for free, I'll keep the girls out!" She made them bounce a couple of times, something quite easy, given their massive size, as if to drive home the point. As the crowd in the bar cheered and clapped, Julie turned around, her face perfectly normal --Joanne could swear she'd seen that exact same expression during important meetings and in church-- and turned to Sarah. "Truth or dare, boss?"

Sarah picked dare, her eyes fierce but intrigued. Joanne knew that expression. It was the face of someone who was beginning to understand just how much of a whore Joanne and Julie were, and was looking forward to pushing her own boundaries. They'd seen that a few times over the years.

"I dare you to eat my ass in the bathroom, with the door unlocked. Joanne, dear, you're welcome to watch," Julie said, standing up, her massive tits still out, bouncing gloriously, nipples hard enough to cut diamonds, as she made her way to the bathroom in the back of the bar.

Sarah almost tripped over getting up and going after Julie. Joanne finished her drink in one gulp and followed. Everyone was staring, hunger and lost in their eyes. She finally began to notice the crowd: a good mix of couples in their 20s, 30s, and 40s, a group of older men in suits who looked like they believed themselves important, and a group of college students who could barely afford beers. As she walked towards the bathroom, she smiled coyly, making sure everyone understood what was about to happen.

She opened the door and walked into Julie bending over the sink, while Sarah hiked up her dress, revealing her perfectly trimmed pussy. Joanne liked to shave her own cunt, but she really liked that Julie let her pubic hair grow a little. It made the experience of going down on her feel different. Plus, it helped people tell their pussies apart.

Sarah exhaled heavily, anticipation clearly building up all over her face. Julie wiggled her hips. "I've been fingering my holes thinking of you since our zoom call," she whispered to Sarah. "Do you like my plucky little asshole, boss?"

Instead of responding --or rather, as a way of response-- Sarah dove in and began licking furiously Julie's pussy and ass. Her tongue went from the wet slit between her labia all the way to her asshole, over and over.

Joanne began to touch herself over her dress and panties. Her other hand squeezed her tits and pulled her own dress down, exposing her perky breasts. Her hips rocked back and forth, grinding her increasingly wet cunt against her hand. She could feel her panties getting drenched and even her dress started showing wet spots. When Sarah began to tongue-fuck Julie's little asshole, Joanne pulled her dress up, a part of her realizing that her dress was little more than a fancy wrap around her stomach, moved her panties to the side and started fucking herself with her fingers. She was so wet se could immediately get three fingers in. Her other hand began rubbing her clit, slowly at first but every time Sarah's tongue penetrated Julie's asshole, and Julie let out a loud moan, Joanne had to rub more intensely. Soon, her hands were furiously fucking and rubbing her, her legs shaking of their own accord, as she felt an orgasm building up. Fuck, she was about to cum. As she let two of her fingers slip deep into her asshole, she screamed and squirmed in a violent orgasm that left her thong a creamed mess and a veritable puddle beneath her.

Just as she was coming off her orgasm, the bathroom door opened. "Ope, sorry!" said a tall, young man with a strong Midwesterner accent. "Did not mean to interrupt!", the man said, blushing profusely. As he began closing the food, Joanne saw his eyes lingering on the spectacle before him: Sarah had begun fingering Julie, while continuing to eat her ass, and they were both naked. And she, Joanne, lied in a puddle of her own juices, fingers still knuckle-deep in both her holes. Fuck it. "You don't have to leave", she said grabbing the door to stop him from closing it, and using it to help herself get up. She noticed a growing bulge in his pants. "If you stay, I'll let you fuck my ass, but you must cum on my tits."

The man hesitated, probably thinking he was about to get kidnapped. Joanne grazed the growing bulge in his pants and said "I promise you won't regret it"

The man's eyes changed, lust consuming now every one of his thoughts. He leaned on her to kiss her, so she stopped him, kindly fut firmly. "No kissing. Just fuck my ass. You can touch other parts, but no kissing." She wasn't sure why she always did that, but she genuinely felt disgust at the thought of kissing a stranger. Perhaps it was that it made things too intimate, and she didn't want intimacy, she wanted her holes filled and to be used like a whore. And whores don't get kisses, she thought to herself.

Joanne bent over, facing her friends. Sarah had begun fisting Julie, her entire hand going in and out of her friend's flexible cunt. Joanne had actually been the first to fist Julie. It had taken days and half a bottle of lube, but now, years later, her cunt was so flexible it barely took any effort before it could swallow someone's entire forearm. Fuck, she loved Julie so much.

The stranger spit on her asshole and rubbed his dick against her labia, making sure it was well lubed. Damn midwesterners, she thought, always so considerate. Then she let out a gasp as he rammed his hard cock all the way into her ass. "FUCK!" she screamed. Holy shit, that felt good. His cock was surprisingly thick, she could feel her asshole gripping it hard. Sarah was elbow deep in Julie's pussy, and it was apparently sending them both over the edge. Sarah was fingering her own cunt while still trying to lick Julie's asshole, and Julie was rocking back and forth, pushing Sarah's arm deeper inside her, while she moaned and screamed about how no dick would ever feel as good as Sarah's arm. Joanne could tell her friend was about to cum. She began to rub her clit again, harder and faster this time, trying to catch up and cum with her.

Sarah finally managed to get four fingers inside her cunt, and that led her to an intense orgasm and squirting all over Julie. This in turn, sent Julie over the edge. She began to gasp harder and harder. Joanne knew her asshole would be clenching incredibly hard right now. She wouldn't be surprised if it left a mark on Sarah's arm. Joanne could feel her own orgasm coming, she rubbed her cit with more intensity, noticing how the stranger's thick, hard cock had basically plugged her ass closed. She got a finger in her pussy and felt his throbbing cock inside her. Feeling a stranger's cock rub her fingers through the walls of her pussy and asshole was exactly what she needed and, with a loud moan, she came as hard as she'd ever cum. She felt her toes curling, her legs and arms losing strength.

She turned to face the stranger for the first time, but didn't really see his face. Everything was blurry, her orgasm high still too intense to notice anything other than her never-satisfied lust. "Cum on my tits!" she ordered him, moving so that he came out of his asshole. She got on her knees and noticed that her tiny hole was still stretched. She loved that feeling. It would take a couple of hours for it to get back to normal.

Making sure Julie and Sarah had a good view of what was happening, she grabbed the stranger's cock with her hand. She only had to stroke it once before he started cumming. The man must not have cum in weeks because he unloaded what had to be at least an imperial pint of warm, sticky cum all over her tits, face, hair, and stomach. "Holy shit, baby, last time I had this much cum on me it took more than five guys!" she said, winking at him.

She looked at her friends. "So, about that ask I won..." She giggled. "You know what to do."

Julie and Sarah launched themselves at her, like starving dogs over a piece of meat. Greedily but meticulously, they licked off every drop of cum from anywhere in her body. Then, one after the other, gave her a sloppy kiss, letting the stranger's cum drip down their chins. The three of them shared a kiss that had as much cum as it had saliva. She could taste Julie's ass in Sarah's tongue. They swallowed the stranger's cum, licked any remaining drops off each other, and started getting dressed again.

It was then they noticed the bathroom door was completely open, and pretty much the entire bar was watching. Some had their phones out.

"Looks like it's our lucky night!" Joanne giggled, groping Joanne's ass as they made their way back to their table, the crowd of onlookers following them.