Ibiza Nightclub Orgasms

We were sitting on a bus on the way to a nightclub in San Antonio, listening to the sounds of shouting, singing & other merriment. My three best friends and I had come to Ibiza to celebrate my twenty fifth birthday, which was tonight. It was an 18-to-30s bus tour which meant the bus was completely full of rowdy and excited young adults, all in various states of intoxication. The rep was standing at the front of the bus was talking loudly over the mic into a PA system, hyping everyone up with songs and jokes. She was dressed in a loose approximation of a school uniform. The nightclub we were heading to was putting on a school disco themed night, so everyone was wearing some variation of a school uniform. I was feeling apprehensive. Mainly because there was a remote-control vibrator in my knickers.

They had sprung the surprise on me earlier that evening as we were getting ready. I stood front of the mirror, finishing of styling my long dark hair into two Dutch plaits to complete my outfit. I looked good! My short sleeved white shirt was too tight and had an excessive amount of buttons undone, revealing a serious amount of cleavage and bra. My tits are absolutely massive so I always like to showcase them if I can. Compared to my friends I am pretty short and I wouldn't exactly say I was chubby but I was certainly buxom. Far from tall & skinny like the rest of the group but that's fine when I have these two bad boys bursting out of my shirt to level the playing field. I adjusted my bra in the mirror. That cleavage certainly was impressive. My grey pleated plaid skirt was too tight & far too short, no two ways about it. I turned around to look over my shoulder in the mirror & you could practically see my ass cheeks sticking out of the bottom. I tried to pull it down a little, bit but there wasn't much give. I had bought the outfit last minute & with limited sizes available I had to make do with what was there.

I sat on the end of the bed to put my shoes on, looking at my reflection. Christ, you got a good view of my knickers, I would have to be careful when I was sitting down or my cleavage wouldn't be the only thing I'd be showcasing. I put on my trainers and was pulling up my white knee-high socks a bit higher when the door to my room opened & Sara stuck her head in.

"Hey, birthday girl!" she smiled, bursting in. My other two girlfriends popped in behind her holding shot glasses full of what was presumably sambuca. They were also dressed in their school uniform outfits and were grinning mischievously at each other.

"First of all, Kat, a birthday shot to get the party started!" Lucy grinned, handing a glass to each of us "One, two, three, happy birthday!" We all raised the glasses, threw our heads back and swallowed the shots then fell forward, faces screwed up, making sounds of disgust.

"Jesus Christ that is vile," Jess said, shaking her head. I stuck my tongue out & grimaced at the aftertaste of the sambuca.

"And now that's out of the way, here is your birthday surprise!" Sara pulled from behind her back a pair of white cotton knickers and held them out to me. They had little pink frills & a pink bow on the front.

"What am I supposed to do with these?" I said, taking them from her and looking at them, confused.

"Put them on silly!" Sara said, with a look of glee in her eyes, "come on, hurry up!"

"I've already dressed for tonight though and why on earth..."

"Just do it!" they all cried in unison, cutting me off.

"For God's sake!" I said, rolling my eyes, "Alright, don't watch!" I reached up my skirt, pulled my knickers down and stepped out of them. To be fair, the ones I had on were probably a bit too skimpy to wear with a skirt this short anyway. Stepping into the new pair I pulled them up, wriggling my ass to get them on. I fidgeted a bit, frowning. Something felt odd, a bit like... A jolt went through me & I cried out in shock. The other three thought this was hilarious.

"What the bloody hell is that?" I shouted, exasperated. Lifting up my skirt, I pulled the elastic forward to look down into the new knickers. Just in front of my smooth freshly waxed pussy It seemed there was a little pocket inside of the gusset that held a small vibrator. Sara held up a tiny pink remote control.

"We thought because it was your birthday we'd have a little fun!" she said pressing the button again, another buzz went through my nether regions and I jumped again in surprise.

"Hang on, it's not my bloody hen night, it's just my birthday. I am NOT wearing this all night just so you can make me look stupid!" I argued, reaching for the waistband as I prepared to take them back off.

"Alright, alright, listen," Sara negotiated, "We thought you'd feel like this so we have a deal for you." The other two nodded as Sara went on, "Firstly, if you wear these, we won't make you down a ton of horrible birthday drinks," I raised my eyebrows, it was sounding good so far, "And secondly, none of us will be allowed to turn it on it for more than like two seconds, it will just be for shock value, NOT to make you enjoy yourself. That would be weird & gross."

I thought for a second, then shrugged.

"Okay, sounds like a deal. Just for funzzies. No making a bloody spectacle out of me or I'm taking them off. Let's finish getting ready and go," I said. They all cheered and we began to pour another shot.

"Not too far now," Sara said, looking out of the bus window. "Look, you can see Es Paradis from here." I leant over Sara, lifted up my glasses, and squinted through the window at the nightclub in the distance. Not much to see. Turning around in my seat, I began to talk to the lad in the back corner of the bus.

"Are we still okay to get those wristbands, Liam?" I said through the gap. We had met Liam yesterday: he was one of the promoters for tonight's event. He had given us some discount tickets to the club last night and promised to sort out wristbands for tonight. He was handsome in a scruffy way, messy blonde hair and stubble. He looked a bit like a surfer, aside from the white shirt and shorts for his school uniform outfit.

"Yeah sure, I'll sort them out now, hold your arm out," he said standing up, wobbling a bit with the motion of the bus and reached into his back pocket to pull out a bunch of wristbands. I stood up, extended my arm over the seat and he began wrapping the band around my wrist.

"Thank you, we really appreciate you.. OOH!" I began but then jumped as a wave of vibration erupted in my knickers. I grabbed the back of the seat momentarily to steady myself as I almost lost my balance, my boobs bouncing all over the place. Just as quickly the shuddering stopped and my friends looked at each other and sniggered.

"Are you okay?" Liam asked, looking concerned. I gave an embarrassed smile back.

"I'm fine, thank you," I said, giving Sara a playful dead arm. "Sara keeps pinching my ass when I stand up." Sara looked at me, opened-mouthed as if I were the liar but saw me glowering back at her.

"I keep pinching her ass," she grinned, "I can't help it, it's so scrummy!" She added, pinching one of my cheeks hard. I gave her another dead arm.

"You should try it, Liam, I'm sure she'd let you!" Sara teased. The rest of the girls giggled again. I rolled my eyes. Liam just smiled and sat back down.

We reached the club & everyone disembarked from the bus, the whole rowdy group joining the humongous queue outside the club, managed by the holiday reps. Despite the queues size, it shuffled along at a steady pace and we found ourselves in reception in no time. The waves of loud music reverberated from inside, enticing us in. I showed the receptionist my wristband and she nodded, letting me in. One of the doormen glanced at our bands.

"Where did you get these?" He frowned suspiciously.

"Don't worry, Dave, they're with me," Liam said as he entered behind us.

"Fair enough," the bouncer said, "I just need to have a quick through your bag, love."

He rifled through Sara's handbag briefly before stopping, a curious look on his face.

"What the hell is this?" He frowned, pulling out the pink remote control.

"Oh, that's just my uh.. pager," she managed. She was pretty quick on her feet, I thought.

"How are you supposed to send a message on this?" He turned it over in his hands sceptically, pressing some of the buttons a couple of times. I flinched, shocked, letting out a tiny yelp as the device in my knickers suddenly burst into life again. I quickly composed myself & straightened up as the doormen turned to look at me curiously. I looked back at them, smiling before looking straight ahead as if nothing had happened, the vibrator buzzing softly against my pussy. I gritted my teeth & managed to remain composed. The girls suppressed smiles of delight. They all turned back to look at the remote control in the doorman's hand. Liam looked at me for a few seconds longer, his eyes narrowing before looking back too.

"It's one of those cheapo ones," Sara said, "you just press it like morse code, takes some getting used to. My parents bought it for me," she added confidently.

"Hmmm, not seen anything like that before," the doorman said, pressing it again a couple of time. The vibration changed, increasing in intensity. If the music weren't so loud you probably would have been able to hear it. My whole body tensed in an effort to remain composed, my brow furrowed slightly with concentration. I squeezed my hips together imperceptibly, trying to ignore the pleasure. The girls suppressed another round of giggles. The bouncers weren't looking at me, but Liam turned back in my direction, eyes again narrowed, head tilted in suspicion. I smiled back at him, my teeth still gritted. The bouncer turned it over one more time in his hand before giving it back to Sara.

"Fair enough," the bouncer said, ushering us in, "Here you go love. Enjoy your night.". Sara pressed a button and the thing mercifully switched off. I let out a sigh of relief as my whole body untensed and we made our way into the club.

The club was huge and we looked around in wonder as Liam led us through the crowd to the VIP room to get some drinks tokens. Apparently the roof opened at midnight which sounded pretty cool. We passed the main dancefloor and made our way through an archway that led up a steep narrow staircase. There was a huge mirror on the wall of the landing at the top and Liam smiled at me in the reflection as we turned left down another corridor. I smiled back, but then jumped in shock gasping as the buzzing went off in my knickers for a split second. I turned around & glared at Sara walking directly behind me. She thought it was hilarious.

"Is she pinching your ass again?" Liam said drolly, as he pulled out a key from his pocket and stuck it into a door.

"Yes, she bloody is!" I said, turning to slap Sara's arm as she continued to chuckle. He opened the door and we all filed into the "VIP room". It wasn't very VIP. There were a few chairs scattered around, a couple of tables and a gaudy dressing table with light bulbs around its mirror. I guess this is where headline DJs and performers went before their set to get a bit of peace. Liam rummaged around in a rucksack on the floor and produced a bunch of drinks tokens which he distributed one at a time to us. Then he pulled out a small bag of little blue pills.

"Okay, now who wants one of these? They're ten euros each or two for fifteen."

Ah, so this was his main hustle.

"Ooh, I could maybe go for one," Jess said. "Are you up for going halves on one Lucy?"

"They are pretty strong," Liam said, "you would probably only need a half to be fair."

"Yeah, could do," Lucy shrugged, "it's been a couple of years! What're you saying girls? We are in Ibiza!"

"Hmm, I don't know..." I said apprehensively. I'd dabbled with drugs when I was at college and they were very messy times. Ecstasy made me act very strange sometimes. I'd always needed to touch someone continuously for comfort, hugging or holding hands with people, craving any kind of physical contact. Led to a lot of awkward moments, more so the next day when I got back to planet earth & realized all the embarrassing stuff I'd done the night before that had seemed normal at the time.

"You know I get all touchy feely when I'm hammered," I grimaced.

"Come on Kat, it's your birthday," Sara said, coaxing me. "Don't be such a wuss, it's only a half. I'll buy them anyway."

"Fine," I said, rolling my eyes, "but it's you who'll have to look after me if I'm smashed and all over the place later."

Sara gave Liam some cash and he handed her two pills. She gave one to Jess & then broke the other one into two perfect halves on the palm of her hand with a long, painted fingernail.

"Still got it!" She said, handing the half to me. Jess broke hers in half & we all did a cheers, popping the half pill into our mouths before washing it down with some bottles of water that were on the counter. We all grimaced at the taste. Liam put a whole one on his thumbnail and flicked it spinning high into the air before tilting his head back and catching it in his mouth and swallowing it. Show off.

"Gross, that's disgusting. I don't miss that," I said, still tasting the chemical taste and took another swig of water. As I did, the buzzer went off in my knickers and I almost spat it back out as I jumped. I looked across at Sara with the controller in her hand shaking my head.

"So, is that what I think it is?" Liam asked, indicating the remote. I looked from Sara to him & back, my wide eyes warning her not to say anything.

"That depends what you think it is!" Sara grinned, "you can give it a try if you like!"

"Sara..." I started to say when there was a loud knock on the door.

"Liam, are you in there?" A female voice shouted, before the door burst open & a tall thin, attractive blonde girl barged in with a look of thunder on her face.

"There you are, I've been looking for you for ages!" She growled at him, "Trust you to be up here in a room full of tarts," she glared at all of us. We all gave nervous smiles and then looked down at our feet. She looked the sort that crazy that would rip your head off if you got on the wrong side of her. Sara opened her mouth to say something but I squeezed the back of her arm, and she closed it again. Not now Sara.

"So, this is my girlfriend, Asha-" Liam began, but was cut off.

"That's right, his GIRLFRIEND!" She spoke over him, emphasizing the last word.

"Yes, that's right. I was just sorting these girls out with some pills and heading back down," he said in a conciliatory manner, "we were literally just leaving."

"Good, hurry up, I need some drinks tokens." She held out her hand & took a bunch from him before exiting the room, giving us another filthy look as she left. We all looked at each other, Liam gave an apologetic shrug but didn't say anything, and we filed out of the door to go back down.

When we got downstairs we headed to the bar to get some drinks and Liam had to go off and set up one of the stages for later & said he would see us in a bit. We found a nice corner in a chill out area with some seats, and sat down with our drinks. The party was underway.

Thirty minutes later we were all totally off our faces having an intense introspective journey as we came up on the pills. Stereotypical English Ibiza tourists. He wasn't wrong, there were incredibly strong. It's the beginning of the ride that was always pretty sketchy for me. Until I reached the peak & levelled out it was all very fuzzy and confusing but it felt amazing as the serotonin rushed through my body. More so because I'm a bloody lightweight.

Jess had her head in her hands, her eyes barely open, Lucy was hunched over, her arms crossed on the table her face hidden. On the other side of the table Sara sat upright next to me, her head was tilted back, eyes slightly open, gazing about lazily. I slumped against her, my head resting on her shoulder, my hands grasping her arm for comfort. I told you I was handsy when I did pills. The conversation was not what you might call scintillating. The music & bass rolled over all of us as we huddled together with the pleasure of the drugs flooding through our brains. A tune I loved had begun to play loudly and I smiled. Actually, maybe I didn't love it before but I did now, raising my head up, feeling euphoric. This was what life was all about. It had a all led to this, I thought. I sniggered to myself thinking how dramatic and ridiculous that sounded in my own head before drifting into a muddled haze again. I felt absolutely bloody fantastic.

"Shall we get a drink?" Someone said, I turned my head with great difficulty. Lucy & Jess were standing up and, with some effort, negotiating around the chairs and table to go to the bar. They looked pretty hammered but at least they were mobile. Apparently, they had come out the other side.

"Yeah, we'll come," Sara said & made to stand up. I pinned her down with my weight sagging over her.

"Wait a minute with me to finish coming up- I'm battered, I can't make it to the bar yet," I said without looking up, I rolled my head across her shoulder, my eyes closed, enjoying the sensation of physical contact. The other two passed by us to make their way to the bar.

"We'll catch you up in a minute," Sara said as they went.

"Sorry, I'll be ok in a second," I said, my voice muffled into her shoulder. She put her arm around me squeezing me slightly. It felt nice.

"You're my best friend." I cooed giving her a tight hug.

"Aaaahh, you're my best friend too." She hugged back. We should say this more often I thought. We withdrew our embrace & suddenly there was a buzzing in my knickers. Sara had the remote control in her hand. I jumped on the spot on let out a cry of surprise. Sara smirked at me.

"Christ, not when I'm in like this!" I stammered at her, grinding my legs together. Up until now it had been an amusing jump scare but now it actually felt wonderful when I was in this vulnerable state. I wriggled around on my stool trying not to make a big deal of it, but my breathing started to get heavy and I could feel my pussy getting wet.

"Come on, its not funny anymore!" I gasped, reaching for the controller. She put it behind her back, giggling again & I reached behind her in a sluggish half tussle. Somehow, our faces were next to each other and I randomly, out of the blue, started to kiss her. She stopped squirming away & she started to kiss me back. It was a very slow, tender kiss, our tongues lazily swirling around in each other's mouths, our eyes closed. It felt amazing. The vibrating in my knickers felt even better. Just the sensation of both as the serotonin pulsed through me was so intense. I moaned into her mouth & I could feel her mouth turn into a grin, she giggled into my mouth & we pulled apart & I giggled in response as the realization dawned on us.

"Whoops!" I laughed hazily, "I told you I was hammered!"

She laughed back, shaking her head. We'd not done that before, neither of us were into girls, but I didn't feel embarrassed or anything. Probably would tomorrow. My gaze flickered across to a group of lads a few tables across who were nudging each other & staring open mouthed.

"Turn that bloody thing off for Christ's sake!" I said and she switched the controller off and put it on the table. The vibration mercifully stopped but I did feel a little sadness from its absence.

"You guys look like you're enjoying yourselves," Liam said in an amused tone as he sat down opposite. Sara gave him a sarcastic grin.

"We're pretty battered," I smiled dreamily, my eyes flickering shut as a leant forward again on the table, "I'll be ok in a minute."

"Will you watch her for a minute while I grab us a drink from the bar?" Sara asked him, getting to her feet somewhat unsteadily. Thanks a lot, Sara, for leaving me with someone I barely knew in this state.

"Yeah, no worries," he said, handing her a few drinks tokens. She thanked him and squeezed by, patting my head affectionately as she went causing a tingly rush to run over my scalp. After a few seconds Liam began to make conversation.

"Those pills are pretty good aren't they?" He said, smiling. I nodded, smiling back.

"Really good," I replied hazily. It all felt a bit like it was in slow motion and unreal.

He glanced at the table then back at me with a wry smile then said sarcastically "Oh look, your mate left her pager here." He picked it up & examined it before pressing one of the buttons. I jerked upright for a second with a sharp intake of breath as the pulsing in my knickers began again.

"Are you alright there?" He smiled across the table, a glint in his eye.

"Yeah, fine," I said nervously, tensing up and trying my hardest not to gyrate.

"You sure?" He said, pressing another button, causing the buzzing to go up a notch. I jumped again and let out an involuntary squeak. Ok, so obviously he had cottoned on to what was going on here. I fidgeted a bit in my seat. I didn't want to make a spectacle of myself, but at the same time it felt really nice with Liam controlling it. It somehow felt different than it did before, like he was actually touching me himself. It felt really naughty. It made me really horny all of a sudden.

"So, what is the deal with this then? Why have you got it?" he asked, broaching the elephant in the room. At least with it out in the open I didn't have to pretend anymore. I squeezed my thighs together, rhythmically. The vibration itself wasn't that intense but when I rubbed my legs together it pushed it a bit harder against my clit which felt fantastic. I let out a shaky sigh of pleasure.

"It's a joke for my birthday," I managed, my breathing was getting heavier, "they were just supposed to jump scare me with it all night."

Liam pressed a button again and it got stronger still. I bit my bottom lip as I groaned, my hand shooting across the table to grab his forearm. It felt so good. My eyes flicked across to the other table of lads who looked our way briefly, before carrying on chatting to each other.

"How's that working out for you?" He grinned. I was gyrating slightly more now. My vision blurred, but I met his eye briefly before my eyes closed again. I was panting slightly under my breath with arousal.

"Yeah, pretty good," I smiled weakly. I gripped the table & moaned again. I could see the table of lads watching me in my peripheral vision. How embarrassing.

"You should probably turn it off now," I gasped, without much conviction. "People are looking." I looked up at him pleadingly and he just smiled back

"Yeah, sure, which button to do that? this one?" he asked, pressing the button again, increasing the speed a notch.

"Oh God," I whispered with pleasure. I was steadily thrusting in my seat now, clearly being stimulated somehow. The pill had thrown all my inhibitions out of the window.

"You don't seem like you want it to stop," Liam said leaning in. He was clearly enjoying this. He pressed the button again. My hand flew over my mouth to mask the cry I made. I was losing control. Through my blurry vision I looked across at the table of lads who were nudging each other again & looking over at me. How mortifying. I needed to end this now: I was making a real spectacle of myself. I just couldn't help but want more of the pleasure that Liam was giving to me. He increased the velocity again & I doubled over moaning, my tits resting on the edge of the table, my chest heaving. I grabbed my knees with each hand and squeezed my legs just to contain the pleasure before pulling myself upright again. I knew I should stop, but a bigger part of me carried on as it felt amazing, and I wasn't capable of thinking straight.

"So, shall I stop then?" Liam enquired, leaning in.

"Don't stop," I cried in a husky whisper. I was trying to maintain eye contact as he came in and out of focus as I continued to writhe. Squeezing my legs together wasn't enough, I needed to press it against my clit harder. I opened my legs slightly, and one hand, previously on my knee slid up my skirt to press the device hard against my soft, hairless pussy. It felt divine. I looked again at the table of guys who were in staring curiously at the show I was unintentionally putting on. They couldn't see my hands under the table but they could see something was going on with me. My eyes flickered closed again. I felt a slight tremor beginning deep inside me, the tingle of a very far off orgasm. Maybe I could come like this.

"Make it go faster," I whispered, grabbing his arm again. He upped the vibration again and I let out a small sob. I was definitely going to come if this kept on.

"Fuck, that feels good" I cried, squeezing his forearm as I looked up at him. He looked back & pressed a button again. Suddenly, the buzzing stopped completely, its absence like a sucker punch to the stomach.

"Oh, please don't stop, please!" I implored in a hiss across the table as Liam put the controller down. I was feeling a lot more compos mentis now and not so floppy and lethargic. The arousal seemed to have brought me out of my pill daze to the other side. Now I was just unbearably horny.

"How has she been?" Sara asked from behind me as she arrived back at the table suddenly patting my head again. She squeezed into the seat next to me, putting a couple of drinks down. I crossed my legs and wriggled on my stool, my pussy pining at the absence of the vibrations.

"Yeah, fine," Liam said, standing up to let Lucy and Jess to sit back down, both also armed with drinks. It looked like his cock was hard in his shorts. No one else seemed to notice.

"Right, I'll see you lot in a bit, I've got to go and sort out the stuff for the foam party," Liam said and with that he left. He gave me a knowing grin as he went by and I smiled back hungrily at him.

"You've sorted yourself out now then?" Lucy asked passing me my drink.

"I feel a lot better," I said breathlessly. Sara looked across at the table of lads facing our way.

"What the hell are they looking at?" She wondered.

We had a couple of drinks and chatted but I was so turned on and the whole time all I could think of was Liam controlling my vibrator. Despite it not being switched on I still wriggled in my seat, the gusset of my knickers damp and sticky. After a while I couldn't take it anymore, I decided I was going to try and find him.

"I'm just going to try and get us some more drinks tokens," I said standing up and squeezing by.

"Yeah, yeah whatever," Sara laughed "you're just going to try and get on that Liam lad."

"No, I'm not!" I protested half-heartedly, "I'll be back in a minute."

I made my way from our seated area over to the main dancefloor that had now been filled with foam. The dancefloor was getting packed with people, everyone excited at the spectacle of the foam party as more foam blasted periodically from a cannon on the other side of the dancefloor. Liam was standing by the side of the steps talking to the sound engineer.

"Hi!" I said, tapping him on the shoulder, speaking loudly to be heard over the music, "how's it going?"

"Yeah, all good thanks, I've just finished here," he said, indicating the foam-filled dancefloor that people were still making their way into "You fancy another pill, birthday girl?"

I blew out a breath in exasperation as I thought about it for a second. Pretty reckless. I mean, I was still a bit hammered, but I'm sure it wouldn't hit me that hard again. Would it? I'd already peaked after all. I was loving life.

"I'll do a half with you?" I suggested reluctantly "I don't think I could handle doing a whole one."

His hand went into a pocket of his shorts and rummaged around for a minute. He looked around to make sure the coast was clear before bringing it to his mouth, biting into a pill with his front teeth. He grimaced at the taste and had a sip of his water before handing me the other half which I popped in my mouth. I swigged his water and swallowed my half as well. The taste was disgustingly chemical.

"Thank you," I said, "come down & dance with me a bit." I grabbed his arm and started to pull him down the steps into the foam. He tried to protest but my weight pulled him down the steps with me. I dragged him across to the far corner of the dancefloor by his hand. The wet foam felt amazing on my hot bare flesh, almost up to my tits. We began to slowly dance on the spot. Dancing was an exaggeration; in the state I was in, I was basically just swaying side to side. The music here was so loud it reverberated through my chest, a rush in itself, each breath feeling incredible. Liam looked around, scanning the crowd, obviously uncomfortable at being on the dancefloor with me.

"Listen, my girlfriend is around somewhere, and she'll go mad if she sees me dancing with..." he began.

"It's okay, nobody can see us here," I sighed, my eyes half-open. Another wave of sensation rushed through me as the music & light show blasted all around us.

"Look, I really like you but I can't do anything..." he began again into my ear.

"No it's fine, I just want to dance," I said. That wasn't quite true. Under the foam, my hips were swaying as I ground my legs together in arousal, writhing from side to side. I took a deep breath & under the foam I grabbed his hand, lifting it up to put the remote control in his palm. He looked down at it dumbly & then back up to stare at me for a second before pushing the on button before beginning to dance along with me.

I immediately flinched as the buzzing started in my knickers again and let out a little moan. I closed my eyes as we danced on the spot as I squeezed my legs together to maximize the vibration. As I swayed I began breathing heavily and he swayed along with me, my eyes shut as I rushed from the pleasure of the vibrator and the pill. Whenever I opened my eyes, I saw Liams face towering over me. His gaze was alternating between looking at my face that was screwed up with pleasure and my heaving tits that rapidly rose, fell and jiggled from my heavy breathing. They were glistening from sweat & the moisture from the foam. My hard nipples stood out through my shirt and bra, aching to be squeezed.

He pressed a different button and the pattern of the vibrator changed, the pulsing dropped down to nothing then slowly increased to full intensity before dropping back down again. I cried out & almost doubled over as it reached the peak of the cycle, putting one hand on Liam's shoulder to steady myself.

"Oh, that's really good," I said, tiptoeing to speak into his ear. He said nothing and continued to watch me with fascination as I leant against him, both of us rocking from side to side, maintaining the pretence of dancing. I squeezed my eyes shut and moaned with pleasure again, lost in the ecstasy, gripping onto him as I gyrated my lower half. I opened my eyes again, aware again of my surroundings briefly and in the distance at the very far edge of the dancefloor I saw Liam's girlfriend striding past before disappearing into the crowd again. My back almost against the wall, I pulled Liam closer to me, his tall frame blocking me from view. I leaned against his chest as he swayed back and forth, one hand on each shoulder, groaning slowly with pleasure. My eyes again closed tightly, shutting me out from the outside world, just a tidal wave of pleasure slowly building in me as I gasped & frowned. Liam must have pressed a button again and I jolted back to reality as the vibration changed, this time it cycled through a super high intensity for two seconds with a one second gap of nothing then back to full blast again. I lurched forward, the increased pleasure unbelievable.

"Oh my God, that feels so fucking good!" I sighed into his ear, moaning continuously. My half open eyes scanned the packed dancefloor to see if anyone was looking our way. From what I could tell nobody could see me behind Liam, and even if they did look my way the foam covered me from the chest down so nothing would look out of place. Either way, I didn't much care. All of my inhibitions were gone now, I was driven by pure lust. Under the foam I hitched up my tight skirt with and I placed a foot either side of one of his legs, resting the gusset of my knickers against his thigh, pressing the juddering vibrator against my clit with even more intensity.

"Oh fuck!" I call out, wrapping both hands around his back I pressed my face into his shoulder. My eyes drift close again and as I grip onto him I slowly start to grind the bulge of my bald pussy up & down his leg, the movement squeezing the vibrator up and down against my clit even harder. My knickers were literally soaking wet. His hands are on my back, holding me in place as I grind and I can feel how hard his cock is through his shorts as I writhed against him. I cried out into his ear, rubbing faster and faster against his leg, my glistening tits pressed against his chest, my hard nipples throbbed as they are stimulated by the contact. The speed of the vibrator has changed again, now it was at what I assumed was the maximum setting, I accelerated my writhing against Liam's leg and it felt exquisite. A familiar tingle began fluttering in my belly.

"Oh God, I think I'm going to come!" I panted into his ear, I was grinding up and down him at some sort of speed now, my fingers digging into his shoulders. I half opened my eyes through the haze of pleasure and I could see Liam looking around nervously at the crowd as I was really thrashing about and crying out loud. The foam cannon went off again over on the side, blasting into the middle of the dancefloor. Everyone looked toward it and cheered. Nobody was paying attention to us. Liam looked back down at me again and began to move his leg back and forth to aid my gyration. The orgasm thundered toward me. I was about to climax, surrounded by strangers, grinding against somebody I barely knew. My heart was hammering in my chest. I was so fucking turned on.

"That's it... Don't stop... I'm going to... I'm going to..." I said, grinding as fast as I could and the second before the orgasm came crashing down on me I pulled Liam's face down to stick my tongue in his mouth as I came. As my tongue went in he kissed me back for a split second. Then abruptly pulled away. Realisation of what we were doing flooded his face and he looked around the dancefloor again then back at me

"I really can't-I've got a girlfriend' he stammered. "I need to go. This was a mistake. I'm sorry." He stepped from between my legs and began to leave the dancefloor. The pleasure was ripped from me in a shockwave as he hurriedly left, weaving in between the dancing people before reaching the steps & heading off through the crowd.

Fuck. I had fucked it up. I shouldn't have tried to kiss him. I was totally stunned, the denied and retreating orgasm, the absence of pleasure, everything withdrawn so suddenly. My body ached with loss. The buzzing in my knickers had dropped down to a lower setting, still teasing me but not enough to fulfil my orgasm. I caught sight of him disappearing through the archway of the stairs in the distance. He must still have the controller. I certainly didn't have it.

I looked around at the dancefloor full of people all dancing and enjoying themselves, the bass of the music rolled over me again and my eyes flicked closed. I was disorientated. I was starting to come up from that second pill Liam had given me. I took a long deep shaky breath and tried to open my eyes, but they felt heavy and half closed again. So much for not being hit as hard by this second pill. I began to slowly trudge across the dancefloor, feeling like I was outside my body, walking through treacle as the drugs took hold. I was aware I was walking up the steps, out of the foam & through the crowd. It felt cooler all of a sudden, a breeze was whipping around. Looking up and I was startled to see the roof was opening up on hydraulics, revealing the night sky. The cold night air felt amazing, cooling and drying my body, I breathed deeply. It was so trippy. I had goose pimples all up my arms and legs. The buzzing continued in my knickers and I steadied myself on one of the dancefloor railings and squeezed my thighs together as I let out a moan. I needed to find Liam.

I was staggering on through the crowd, looking down as I found it hard to raise my head. Blurrily could see my legs, marching one after another, one slow step at a time. My white socks were wet & semi-transparent from the foam. My tits glistened, heaving. Looking up, I had reached the archway to the staircase that led to the VIP room, this is the way Liam had gone. I paused for breath, swaying on my feet. I nearly fell but leant on the arch to steady myself, trying to sort my head out. My eyes closed as I leant against the wall with one hand and my forehead, moaning again with the vibration on my pussy. Maybe I should just go to the toilet and finish myself off with my fingers and take these knickers off? With considerable effort I pulled my head up and turned for the direction of the toilets but could see from here there was a long queue of girls waiting. So that wasn't an option, especially in my state. My skirt was way too short to be staggering around with no knickers on anyway I concluded in my befuddled mind. I'd have to find Liam.

I took a deep breath, swung myself round to climb the stairs and bumped directly into somebody walking down the steps. It was another girl, who shoulder-barged me and knocked me back against the pillar of the archway, I saw stars as my world spun.

"Watch where you're going you stupid fucking bitch," Liam's girlfriend said into my face. She didn't recognise me from earlier. Why would she? I was just another stupid fucking bitch to her. She glowered at me for a second longer & then stormed off back into the club area. This freaked me out too & I shook my head to try and stop my vision still blurring. My body moved and I could see my feet were walking again, one step at a time. They were also wet and glistening, with small clumps of foam clinging here and there, I mused, as I watched them climbed the steps. Pulling my gaze up I saw I was approaching the mirror at the top of the steps. God, I looked a state: hooded eyelids, pupils enormous black circles, red & flushed face & chest that some of my hair was plastered to. My skirt was still partially hitched up & you could see a lot of my knickers underneath the hem. My shirt was transparent from the wetness of the foam and you could see my bra through the material that my huge tits were practically bursting out of. My nipples were hard, prominently pushing from behind my shirt, the areola of my nipples popping out from the cup of my bra, barely contained. My chest was heaving; I was rushing from the narcotics and from the monumental arousal I felt. I looked as horny as I was feeling.

I kept moving forward up the stairs toward my reflection. In the mirror I could see two lads climbing the stairs directly behind me, nudging each other, they had the perfect angle for looking up my tiny skirt at my knickers and my plump ass. I tried to flatten it & pull it down a bit to cover myself but it was no use and I gave up. I would have told them to fuck off but I could barely string a sentence together I didn't think. The hallway split left and right at the mirror, I went off to the left and they went the other way, but one of them grabbed my ass, pinching it cheekily as they left.

"Nice ass!" he called, going off in the other direction around the corner. His mate burst out laughing, neither of them hanging around to see me jolt & cry out in surprise & pleasure, stopping in place to grind my thighs together as I moaned. How humiliating. How exciting. I made my way down the narrow corridor, more sliding along the wall against my shoulder than walking. I finally reached the door to the VIP room. At least I thought it was the door, I couldn't remember. I knocked on it hard.

"Liam, are you in there?" I called and then waited. This pill was hitting me in waves. There was a feeling of unreality about everything. The bass of the music was a far-off thrum all the way up here but it vibrated every surface in a steady rhythm. My eyes flickered closed & then half open.

I knocked again and waited. Aware again of the undulating pulse between my legs, my hand drifted up my skirt and presses against my crotch, pushing the vibrator against my pussy. I groaned again and leant against the wall with my forearm & rest my forehead against it. Fortunately, the corridor was deserted. I rubbed the vibrator up and down, the soaking gooey materiel feeling luxurious against my clit. I panted, my eyes closed.

Suddenly I heard the key moving in the lock and I jumped to attention as the door opened. Liam was inside the room. His pupils were also huge. He was coming up from that last pill as hard as I was. Okay, maybe not as hard as me, he still seemed to have some of his wits about him. He looked me up & down, gawping for a second then stuck his head out of the door, looked left and right before gesturing for me to come in. I stumbled into the room. He shut the door and turned the key to lock it. We both stood and faced each other.

"Hi," I said. "Sorry, I'm really hammered. That last pill has really fucked me. I can barely see." I let out a shaky breath, the bass rolled through the room vibrating everything seemingly to the same rhythm as the vibrating in my knickers.

"Yeah, I'm pretty battered too," he said. His eyes where half-closed too but his look was definitely sharper than mine had been in the mirror a moment ago "Don't worry it's cool."

"Look, I know you've got a girlfriend. I'm sorry I tried to kiss you," I blurted out. I was seeing double, but managed to focus, "can I just hang around here for little bit until I can sort myself out?" I was still breathing heavily as the vibrator buzzed lazily against my pussy.

"Yeah that's fine," he said, handing me a bottle of water that I took a long noisy swig of before giving it him back.

"Have you still got that remote control?" I asked off-handedly. I could feel my jaw moving around of its own accord as Liam looked back at me silently for a second, thinking.

"I'll tell you what, turn around, I'll massage your shoulders," he said, "that'll sort you out."

"That sounds amazing," I said, my voice breathless. I turned around and leaned against a table next to the door and pressed my palms on it's surface. I was quivering with anticipation. Liam came up & stood behind me and began to rub my shoulders through my shirt. The effect of the drugs made it feel spectacular. I moaned & writhed at the touch.

"That feels great," I sighed as he pressed harder, squeezing my shoulders & rubbing down my back. My whole body gyrated, as I moaned again. My crotch ground against the edge of the table, the vibrator buzzing harder against my clit as it made a small humming sound against the wood.

"Oh," I exclaimed, my eyes closed, my brain was outside my body completely, I was just a muddle of sensation and pleasure. He rubbed up my neck & then back down my back all the way to the bottom of my spine, I sighed & continued to grind against the desk. He returned to the top of my back, then slightly down my arm bringing me out in goose pimples again. I could feel his breath on the back of my neck & pushed backward to grind my ass against him. I could immediately feel his cock was hard through his shorts. I ground for a couple of seconds against him & he moved back slightly out of reach, gliding his hands down my side to my hips. One of his hands disappeared from my body and I heard him shuffling about with something. Suddenly the buzzing in my knickers had changed, it was now back to the setting of going from very slow all the way up to full intensity in waves. My hands gave way, and I collapsed slightly onto my elbows over the table, crying out.

"Ooh, this feels so fucking good," I groaned as he rubbed the middle of my back. He slid his hands up my sides as I ground my pussy against the table. I was all sensation now, this was ecstasy. I wasn't even thinking about an orgasm, I didn't think I could feel more pleasure than I was feeling now. Liam's hands slide up my sides again, his fingers stroking the side of my tits. I groan & press back against his cock to grind against him. He was pressing against me now in return, his hard cock gyrating against my ass, pressing me against the table, increasing the effect of the vibrations against my clit.

He reached forward & kissed my neck while his hands slid up and down my tits, his fingers rolling over my rock-hard nipples under my shirt, the feeling is electric, explosive.

"Oh my God yes," I cry, throwing my head back and gripping the table. I arch my back as his hands rub up and down over my nipples a few more times before make their way into my shirt, squeezing my tits hard as he kisses up and down my neck, his rough stubble rubbing against my skin. Waves of pleasure rush over me and I am continuously moaning in between my quickening breaths. His fingers fondling my tits run underneath the edge of my bra, grazing my nipples back & forth, eliciting another cry from me as I writhe against his hard cock. He pulled my shirt open hard, a button popped off. Then he grabbed my bra's cup, pulling it down with a tiny ripping sound, my bra straps slide down my arm under my shirt and my tits come spilling out as they are released. He grabbed a handful with one hand, his fingers sinking into the soft flesh. The other hand grabbed the nipple of the other tit between thumb and forefinger pinching it and I let out another cry. He dry-humped me harder against the table, the vibrations driving waves of ecstasy through my pussy as the vibrator cycled from a low buzz and up to full intensity again and again.

"OH, FUCK!" I cried, my eyes still squeezed shut. My consciousness still floating around outside my body, pleasure crashing over me as Liam manhandled me, thrusting against me and squeezing and pulling me around. I was helpless. He continued kneading my tit with his left hand but withdrew the other hand twisting my nipple and after a couple of seconds. The buzzing on my clit changed frequency again, the setting switched to full blast for two seconds followed by nothing for a second then back to full blast again on repeat. Liam started to kiss my neck again, still squeezing my tit, circling my nipple hard with his finger.

"OH GOD, OH GOD, THAT'S SO GOOD!" I gasped, trying to open my eyes. I failed as they rolled back in my head. I turned my head around over my shoulder as far as it would go and kissed him passionately, our tongues lashing together as I moaned into his mouth. My glasses came askew and sat at a crazy angle on my face. His other hand came back & squeezed my ass, grabbing a handful of my plump ass cheek. I pushed it out to meet him and he squeezing it again rhythmically as I thrust back. Letting go of my ass he rubbed his hand up and down the side of my thigh before rubbing the gusset of my knickers, pressing the vibrator against me. I wriggled against his touch so it reached the perfect spot, my mouth forming an O shape, my eyes squeezed shut and my brows knitted together as I pouted in bliss. His hand slid back and rubbed the rest of my pussy through my knickers, teasing my entrance before pushing a finger into me through the sopping material as far as the knickers would allow. He withdrew & pushed in again and it felt heavenly but I needed more.

"PLEASE PUT YOUR FINGERS IN ME, PLEASE!" I begged, but he continued to finger me through my knickers for a short time. I sobbed in frustration and jerked against him frantically as I urged him to go further. Suddenly his finger slipped under the edge of my panties & I yelped as he made contact with my needy cunt. He slid his finger up & down my soaking wet slit a couple of times teasing me, causing me to buck towards it.

"PLEASE!!" I cried with greater urgency but he continued to tease for a few more seconds before sliding it into me. I cried out, almost hysterically. He pushed his finger in all the way to the knuckle, wriggling it inside me. I don't think I'd ever been this wet before & I pushed back to meet his hand, gripping the table harder before grinding back with my clit against the table, the vibrator driving me into a frenzy. He started to push it in and out at speed, his finger curling against my G spot. An orgasm approaching again, intensified a thousandfold by the stimulation of my clit, his finger curling inside me, my tit being squeezed hard, and my tongue swirling around in Liam's mouth amplified by the drugs coursing through my veins. My cunt was unbelievably hot and dripping wet against his hand. He paused for a second before sticking a second finger int, both of them hammering into me with a harder intensity, bumping me against the table. I pulled my mouth away from his to call out.

"Oh fuck, don't stop, I'm going to come!" I cried, the biggest wave of please I've ever felt building up inside me, my eyes squeezed shut us the force of the fingers banging into me shunting my clit into the vibrator, the pattern of the one second gap between the two second intense bursts delaying it slightly so that my body screamed for more. I cried out again and again as the orgasm rocketed toward me like a freight train, his hand squeezing my tit hard as I gripped the table with white knuckles.

"Oh, oh, oh God, Oh, I'm gonna... I'm gonna... I'm gonna..." I cried, the wave of ecstasy flooded over me, and I arched my back rigid forcing my ass back into the fingers ploughing into my pussy as I reached the edge.

Suddenly there was a loud knock on the door.

"Liam, are you in there?" It was Liam's girlfriend. Liam paused, my eyes flew open in terror and I froze, the shock brought me to my senses so hard I could see straight for the first time. I turned to look at the door, my hips still, his fingers still inside me. The door handle began to move up & down as she tried to open the door. The key jingled in the lock. The door was locked. Thank God, the door was locked. The orgasm receded almost painfully. For a brief second there was only the vibrating walls of the building as the bass rolled over it, the only other sound was the vibrator buzzing against the table as we remained stock-still I'm place. I looked back around at Liam.

He removed the hand that was gripping my tit, and moved it to cover my mouth and started pushing his fingers into me again, slowly at first, then with renewed intensity. I tried to keep quiet but I was still so turned on and off my face I jerked and thrashed and cried, totally at the mercy of Liam, the sound masked by his palm.

"Mmmmmmm, mmmmmm," I moaned loudly into his hand, the initial shock subsiding as the orgasm began thundering towards me again, I turned my head slightly to uncover my mouth and whispered as quietly as I could back at Liam, it sounded like a hysterical squeal.

"Fuck, I'm coming, I'm coming, I'm..." The orgasm hit me like a cyclone. I began to shriek but Liam quickly put his hand back over my mouth again as he rammed in and out of my smooth pussy as fast as he could. Waves of pleasure hitting me as I arched my back, my bare tits jiggling, shaking from the force of the most incredible orgasm I'd ever had.

"MMMMMMMMM," I managed hysterically into his palm as he stuffed his fingers into me as far as they would go, holding them inside me but wiggling them around as I pumped my body against his hand before freezing as wave after wave of frenzied orgasmic explosions ran through me, paralysing me. After the bombardment of pleasure I continued jerking spasmodically into his fingers for another ten seconds. My legs gave way & my body collapsed onto the table, my arms raising up to cushion my fall as my bare tits slapping down on the cool wood. I was breathing like I'd just run a marathon as I panted & twitched from the aftershocks of the orgasm, my voice almost hoarse. My thighs were soaked with sweat & my own juices, my skirt hitched up & dishevelled, bent over the table my ass & pussy on show, knickers pulled to the side. I felt well & truly wrecked.

Liam removed his fingers & their absence made me moan again with their loss, my mind whirling. I needed a minute to compose myself & lay still, catching my breath in blissful satisfaction. Suddenly I felt Liams feet in between my feet, pushing my legs further apart from where I lay slumped, I moaned groggily & began to stir when I felt the tip of Liam's cock rubbing against the outside of my soaking pussy. He gripped my waist with one hand & my shoulder with the other one, preparing to maneuver my body to his where he wanted it. Oh my god, he's going to fuck me I thought with vague shock, I had somehow not even considered this. He pulled me back toward him in a sudden yank & slid his cock all the way into me with one hard thrust. My pussy was so sopping wet that there was no resistance whatsoever, he was all the way to the hilt.

"OH MY FUCKING GOD!" I cried as he began to slam in & out of me, filling me up with his cock with each thrust. I raised myself up to my elbows, grabbing the far edge of the table, throwing my head back as I called out with renewed pleasure, the vibrator still on my clit slammed against the lip of the table hard, its sensation driving me crazy. My ass jiggled as he slammed into me mercilessly. He let go of my shoulder & he grabbed both of my braids, pulling my hair hard as he used it to drag me upright & toward him, his other hand cupped one of my tits & squeezed it fiercely as he railed me. I thrashed about helplessly, a whirlwind of sensation.

"PLEASE SMACK MY ASS!" I begged, hysterical. He let go of my breast and a second later the intensity of the vibrator increased to full speed. I groaned again as he pulled my head back by my braids before landing a solid stinging slap on my ass cheek with his hand, the sharp slapping sound reverberating around the room.

"OH FUCK YES!" I whimpered feeling totally degraded now, making me even more aroused if possible. "FUCK ME HARDER!" I begged & he complied, thrusting into me with even more vigour. Both tits now bouncing around with the rapid motion as his cock going even deeper still & I felt the first tingle of another orgasm begin inside me, approaching fast. He smacked my ass hard again with another audible whack & the approaching climax lurched forward dramatically in speed & severity, the relentless pounding I was receiving mashing my groin into the vibrator that buzzed loudly against the table at an accelerating pace.

"DON'T STOP, DON'T STOP, PLEASE MAKE ME COME, PLEASE.... MAKE... ME.." I begged but he cut me off as he slapped my ass cheek hard a third time as I bucked against him. This slap set me off now, my pussy detonated with unbelievable delight. The monumental surge of pleasure slammed into with such force that for a moment before it hit me there was just a second of complete blackness, like the eye of the storm before I was totally engulfed with the tremendous barrage of ecstasy

"OH GOD, IM COMING, I'M COMING, OH, I'M COMING!" I wailed as he hammered into me, pulling my hair back harder so that my back arched further, sinking his fingers into the soft flesh of one of my tits again as I bucked against him in ecstasy. "OH FUCK, OH FUCK!"

The orgasm stretched out far longer than any orgasm I'd had before & my face screwed up as I sobbed with pleasure. He let go of my hair & tits, grabbing both of my hips, pulling me back against him as he continued to penetrate me at an incredible pace. I collapsed forward again, face down on the table, tits pressed against it, orgasm not even quite fading as another began to build at the same time. Liams breathing was coming in laboured gasps now.

"OH, I'M GOING TO COME AGAIN! MAKE ME COME AGAIN, OH FUCK!" I cried, my voice guttural. I was basically a rag doll now, my legs giving way &I flopped across the table with his cock ramming into my swollen pussy & the vibrator assaulting my clit. He increased his speed as he reached a crescendo himself & then slammed it into me one last time as deep & hard as he could possibly go, grunting as he came. I felt the hot liquid pour into me & began to come again myself as he pinned me hard against the table. He gave one last slap to my ass that sent me over the careering over the edge once more to my own climax.

"OH, I'M COMING, I'M COMING AGAIN!" I was hysterical. It sounded as if I were crying inconsolably as I writhed & gyrated on the spot against him, impaled in place. Wave after wave of pleasure flooding over me anew as he pumped his last drops of cum into me, still grunting loudly. I slowly stopped grinding, twitching & shuddering, soft moans escaping me now as I breathed heavily, my brain in another dimension, euphoric. He lazily pulled his cock out of me & I groaned, resurfacing slightly before sinking back into the swirling cloud of pleasure & contentment.

The vibrator turned off, mercifully & It sounded so quiet & peaceful with its absence. I heard Liam behind me zipping his shorts up & rearranging his clothes. I needed to sort myself out, my face & body were flushed & sweaty, my top was ripped open with my tits hanging out, my skirt hiked up round my waste, my sopping wet knickers pulled to the side, my poor ass cheek was a glowing red from a multitude of hand-prints. There was cum beginning to run down my leg. I managed to open my eye, my glasses sat wonky on my face, saliva leaking out of the corner of my mouth onto my cheek. I could finally see straight. I had apparently been fucked sober. I pushed myself up with a contented sigh & stood up straight, turning round & smiling weakly at Liam as I flopped into the seat in front of the dressing table & began attempting to make myself more presentable in the little mirror. I may look a right state but I did look satisfied at least. My phone rang, it was Sara. I answered the call.

"Where the hell are you?" She cried over the music in the background.

"I've just been upstairs with Liam," I shouted back, "I'll be back down now in a minute"

"You want me to get some shots?" She called.

"Sure, why not," I replied.

I would be feeling pretty ashamed of myself tomorrow I was sure but for now I felt absolutely fantastic & fulfilled. This is why I didn't do pills anymore.