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A Night on the Town
by HulloNurse (no address provided)

***

Paul was his name. Fucking fast and hard was his game. 
(MMF, bi, cons, exh, oral, voy, toys)

***

PART I: The Crowbar
-------------------

I spotted him across the room at the bar, waiting for a 
beer. I made my way over and ordered another Fuzzy 
Navel. I wanted to get plowed and have some rip-roaring 
fun tonight.

"Hey there, good looking," I said to this fabulous 
looking guy.

He turned towards me and said, "Hi back atchya."

"What is a guy like you doing here alone?"

"Probably the same thing as a gal like you. Wanna 
dance?"

We made it down to the dance floor without spilling our 
drinks and started to gyrate next to each other. He put 
our drinks down on the sidebar near us and pulled me 
closer. He was behind me and I felt his hard-on pressing 
against the small of my back. I purposely started moving 
against it, teasing him. His hands came around me and 
slyly cupped my breasts, fingers brushing against my 
nipples. 

I turned around to face him and our lips melded 
together. My tongue probed his mouth, our pelvises 
ground against each other, the beat of the music pounded 
in our veins. It was as if no one else was there on the 
dance floor, we were so focused on each other. His hands 
slid underneath my skirt and groped my ass, exposing my 
gartered stockings in the process, but I didn't even 
notice.

The music never stopped and neither did we. I made my 
way around him, took a long drink, and pressed my body 
against his back. My hands wrapped around him and found 
the ever-increasing bulge in his pants. I slowly rubbed 
up and down his shaft while pressing my nipples into his 
back. 

Before I caused him to cum in his pants I slid my hands 
up to his chest and unbuttoned his shirt enough to get 
my hands inside. I found his nipples and tweaked them, 
gently at first and then more savagely as the music 
became louder and faster.

My pussy pulsed, aching to be touched. Paul must have 
sensed this and his hands slid behind and again lifted 
my skirt up. He found that my panties were of the 
crotchless sort and felt my shaved mound. His fingers 
slid down to the wet center of my being and dipped into 
the sweet nectar. Before removing his hand he slipped 
his finger up to my turgid clit and gave it a rub. 

I moaned and closed my eyes, basking in the sensations 
my body was experiencing. Then he withdrew his hand and 
brought his fingers to my lips, spreading my juices on 
me like lipstick. He turned me around and moved me in 
front of him, leaned over and kissed me wildly, making 
me moan even more, and louder, too.

The music changed to something slower and we got very 
intimate. Paul raised my left leg up onto his thigh and 
pulled me so close that my bare pussy was touching his 
leg. His jeans were becoming damp where we were joined. 
My nipples strained against my blouse and got harder and 
more sensitive as each second ticked by. I loved the 
need that was boiling under my skin.

We continued dancing close until the song ended. Then 
Paul went to the bar to get refills on our drinks. I 
stayed on the dance floor, dancing alone to the music. I 
was so hot, so heady, and so randy! I twirled to the 
rhythm, lifting my skirt, flashing anyone who would 
look. I was so full of lust I didn't really care who saw 
my wares. 

I put my hands to my chest and started to tweak my own 
nipples, rolling them between my fingers over my blouse. 
Hedonistically I brought one hand to my mouth and licked 
my finger, getting it very wet. Then I unbuttoned my 
blouse and stuck my hand inside, to play with my nipple 
without the clothing impeding my pleasure. Thank God I'd 
worn my peek-a-boo bra!

Paul returned to the dance floor. I took a long swallow 
of my drink before allowing him to put it on the 
sidebar. Once he had deposited our drinks, I pulled him 
to me and started kissing him with wanton lust. My mouth 
left his lips and traveled to his jaw and then his neck. 
I moaned as I sucked on his skin like a vampire, leaving 
a dark blue-red hickey that looked like a squished 
blueberry. Paul knew that I was going to fuck him 
senseless once he got me to a hotel.

"Mmmmmm, I want you," I said, as my hands started 
unzipping his jeans.

"Let's blow this joint," Paul replied.

"I'd rather blow you," I said as I dropped to my knees, 
freed his cock and sunk my mouth down on it all in one 
swift move.

If the others dancing around us noticed this fiasco they 
did nothing to hinder us. We were in the center of the 
dance floor where it would just look like Paul was 
dancing with himself from the bouncer's line of vision. 
I think, rather, those around us were enjoying the show 
and didn't want it stopped, so they kept quiet.

I sucked Paul's ever-hardening cock further into my 
mouth, licking it the entire way then flicked the area 
under his peehole as I worked back up the shaft. I 
grasped it around the base and with my other hand 
fondled his balls. I moved my mouth up and down quickly, 
knowing he must be excited to be blown in public. 

I had no patience to take my time with this adventure, 
and hoped that Paul would understand my frantic need to 
get him off quickly. My snatch leaked juice down my legs 
and dripped on the floor from the edge of my thigh high 
stockings. I burned with desire and wanted to get Paul 
to fuck me then and there. I didn't want to wait until 
we got anywhere else. I needed his cock inside my cunt 
now. I was so hot.

As he neared climax I stopped blowing him and stood, 
positioning myself so that he could enter my pussy 
unassisted. My left leg went back up on his thigh and he 
pulled me up on him as I wrapped my right leg around him 
too. With both legs wrapped around his hips I was able 
to buck myself back and forth on his shaft, impaling 
myself with thrust after thrust. I gasped for air, felt 
my climax nearing, and started talking dirty to Paul.

"Fuck my pussy, you big boy! Fuck me hard!"

"Do you like being a naughty boy, fucking in front of a 
crowd?"

"I want to see you explode, see your jism hit the 
ceiling. Can you do that for me baby?"

Then I started getting louder until all those dancing 
around us heard me.

"Fuck me, stud! Jam that sausage inside me! Make me 
squirm!" I screamed.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah! Fuck me, oh yes! Fuck me, yeah, yeah! 
Mmmmmm! Yes! I'm going to cum!" I shouted out at the top 
of my lungs.

I rode him to my climax and then before he had a chance 
to blow I jumped off of him to jack him to sweet 
release. The music pounded hard, fast and loud, and drew 
us into its frenzy. Those on the dance floor closest to 
us now had their eyes glued to the scene that unfolded 
in front of them. 

His jeans slid down a little on his ass and I took his 
balls in my mouth and continued to jerk his cock until 
he started to groan. Then I slipped a wet finger into 
his ass and he exploded with an animalistic grunt and 
howl. His cum shot in the air as the song ended and 
those around us erupted into a round of applause.

After we put ourselves back together we gathered our 
drinks at the sidebar and both swallowed them down in 
one long gulp.

"Are you ready to go now?" Paul asked.

I merely nodded my head yes, as I was unsure if I could 
trust my voice.

He escorted me out to his ride and opened the door for 
me. He was such a gentleman all of a sudden. I wondered 
why? I think he wanted more of what he had just had.

He got in and before he had a chance to put the key in 
the ignition I was all over him again, like stink on a 
skunk. I ripped his shirt open and the buttons flew in 
every direction. I unzipped his jeans and found his cock 
oozing pre-cum again already. I took it on my finger and 
brought it to his nipples and rubbed it in, then bent 
and licked it off. Then I slid down in the seat and took 
his pole in my mouth and began to lick and suckle on it.

"Get me home fast, Strummer, before I rape you in the 
car!"


PART II: Pleasure Palace
------------------------

Paul started the car in a hurry and the tires squealed 
as he peeled off, leaving marks on the pavement.

"Woman, if you don't stop it now we are bound to get in 
an accident!"

I took my mouth off of his cock and sat up in the seat. 
I left his dick hanging out of his jeans, to see how 
hard he would get during the ride to wherever we were 
going.

"So, where are we off to, stud?" I asked.

"Where would you like to go?"

"I don't want to go home, now that I think about it. 
Another public place is in order. After all, the crowd 
back there seemed to enjoy our exhibitionism."

Paul and I had just left a bar where we had fucked on 
the dance floor, leaving nothing to the imagination of 
those around us. It had really gotten me more excited 
than I thought it would. My pussy still tingled with 
excitement. Anyone watching us would have thought we had 
just met. Only Paul and I knew differently.

"Ok, love, but I want to live out some of my fantasies 
this time. Are you game?"

I didn't know exactly which fantasies he was referring 
to, but I knew that any of them would get me off, too, 
so I agreed. We stopped at our favorite toy store, The 
Pleasure Palace. When we walked in I was surprised to 
see that I wasn't the only woman. Usually there were 
only guys here for some reason.

The Pleasure Palace was a great store. It took up a 
whole city block and had rooms devoted to particular 
fetishes and fantasies. There was a dildo room, a 
lingerie room, a leather room, and a bondage/discipline 
room. As you walked into the store the main area had X-
rated greeting cards, books, calendars, videos, little 
prank toys and games, condoms and other things that 
don't offend people entering a sex-toy store. 

A counter stretched down through the main area and the 
lingerie room, ending in the leather room. It showcased 
jewelry, including cockrings, earrings, and rings for 
all other sorts of pierced body parts, as well as non-
piercing nipple jewelry; also thumbcuffs, handcuffs, 
stickers, buttons, massage and lubricating oils and 
other small items that could easily be lifted.

Paul said hi to the guy behind the counter, took my hand 
and headed to the dildo room. To get there we had to go 
through the lingerie and leather rooms. Beyond the dildo 
room was the BSDM room. There were four walls covered 
with every kind of imaginable dildo (vaginal and anal), 
vibrator and butt plug. 

I looked at the formidable dildos, like the BIG BOY, 
that was ten inches of jelly dong and over two inches of 
girth. It had lifelike balls and even a suction cup 
bottom to assist in solo use. But Paul pulled me over to 
the wall with the anal dildo.

"What do you think of this one?" Paul asked as he 
pointed to a thin flesh-colored softique dildo that 
couldn't have been more than four inches long.

"Depends on who it's for."

"Come on, sweetie, you mean you've never dreamed of a 
dildo up your ass?" Paul wanted to know.

"Only if you try it first," I told him as my pussy 
started to get wet thinking of using the little dildo on 
Paul's cute ass. "And I want my own. I don't share butt 
toys."

My pussy twitched and I felt a little trickle of 
lubrication roll down my left thigh. I continued to look 
at other dildos and imagined what they would feel like 
in my wet twat. I was sure my face was starting to blush 
as the thoughts in my mind were getting me really hot. 
Oblivious to my surroundings I closed my eyes. I could 
practically feel the thick, rounded head of the dildo 
spreading my pussy lips. I spread my legs wider and bent 
my knees, letting the imaginary cock fill my snatch, as 
a moan escaped my throat.

"Does that feel good?" a voice I didn't recognize asked.

My eyes flew open and I realized it was not my 
imagination. Paul had gotten on the floor below me and 
was using a dildo on me! The one I had been staring at 
before. And the guy Paul had said hello to when we came 
in stood in front of me watching. He must have given 
Paul the okay to open the package.

I felt like I was on fire. My pussy ached, begging me to 
allow this to continue. My face was flushed and must 
have been beet red based on how I was feeling. I felt 
faint. I was embarrassed, but then figured this was no 
different than what had happened at the bar, just that 
Paul actually knew this person.

I looked down to Paul and he smiled.

"Are you ready for more?" he asked.

"If you are!"

"This is Jason. I think you'll enjoy getting to know 
him."

With that introduction Jason stepped closer and leaned 
over to kiss me square on the lips. I was a little 
shocked at first, but quickly got over it and let myself 
enjoy the kiss. His tongue probed my mouth as Paul used 
the dildo to probe my nether lips. My eyes closed again 
and I let myself drown in the sensations. My clit 
pulsed, my nipples ached, my heart fluttered.

Jason must have felt my heat as he unbuttoned my blouse 
and let it fall to the floor. He kissed his way down to 
my exposed nipples and started sucking on them. At the 
same time Paul sat up and licked my clit while still 
using the dildo on me. I was in heaven. I didn't care 
that there were other people still in the store and that 
they could walk in on this at any time. My nipples grew 
hard and stood out from my breasts, allowing Jason the 
opportunity to nip at them with his teeth.

I felt wonderful. My pussy was so lubricated with my own 
juices that Paul needed nothing extra to make the huge 
dildo slide in effortlessly. If I could describe my 
feelings by a color I would have felt red: a bright, 
fire-engine red. With all the lights and sirens. I was 
on fire.

I reached down, almost instinctively, to Jason's fly, 
unzipped it and fished out his dick. He was as hard as a 
rock and ready to go. I used his pre-cum to lubricate my 
hand and started to slowly move it up and down his 
shaft. He had a seven-incher that was curved down at the 
end. Mmmmm, did it look good, I thought.

Paul took the dildo out of me and set it on my blouse. 
Jason softly pushed me down to the floor on my hands and 
knees and got behind me. Paul found his way in front of 
me with his pants down around his ankles. He took a 
finger to the head of his cock and swept the oozing pre-
cum onto it. He brought his slick finger toward my 
mouth, but at the last minute detoured and put it in his 
mouth instead.

"Mmmmm, I can see why you chicks dig pre-cum so much. It 
doesn't taste half bad, kinda salty sweet."

Paul positioned himself lying underneath me with his 
cock standing in front of my face, his face at my 
crotch. I leaned down and licked it as Jason kneeled 
behind me. With my ass up in the air and my head down 
Jason slid his boner into my box. I sighed, heightening 
Paul's pleasure with the vibrations surrounding his rod 
deep in my mouth. Jason slowly glided his tool in and 
out of my cunt, almost pulling it all the way out before 
letting it slide back in. Paul licked my clit as Jason's 
cock reamed me. Every once in a while Paul's tongue 
strayed and licked Jason's cock as it entered my pussy.

I matched their pace while going up and down on Paul's 
shaft with my mouth. I had taken the small dildo and now 
unwrapped it, moistened it with my saliva and put it at 
the entrance of Paul's back door. I slowly slid it into 
his ass as I licked and sucked on his pole. I could feel 
Paul's sighs and gasps on my clit as I cautiously fucked 
his ass. He redoubled his efforts, and he soon had me 
screaming.


"Yes! Lick my pussy! Oooohh, yeah, yeah. Mmmmmmm, that 
feels so good, Paul!"

As I praised Paul for his efforts Jason was not to be 
slighted. He fucked me hard and fast, his balls slapped 
against me with every thrust. I couldn't help but tell 
him what he was doing to me.

"Ugh, ugh, mmm, yeah. Oh, Jason, fuck me. Pound it into 
me. Unh! Uuunnnnnhhhh! I'm gonna cuuummmm!"

I cried out as my clit and pussy spasmed in the height 
of my orgasm, clenching on Jason's cock still inside me. 
I sucked equally as hard on Paul's shaft in my mouth and 
he cried out as he unloaded his seed in my mouth. Jason 
pulled out just in time for Paul to take him in his 
mouth. Paul sucked my juices off Jason's rod and 
swallowed every drop as Jason bellowed and unloaded his 
man-juice into Paul's mouth.

I turned around and kissed Paul passionately, tasting 
Jason's jism on his tongue. Then I pulled Jason to me 
and kissed him with renewed passion and vigor. We hadn't 
really noticed that everyone in the store had gathered 
to watch our spectacle, but as we came down from our 
high it became apparent that all eyes were on us. As we 
got up and dressed, the crowd dissipated and no one said 
anything. Paul and I purchased the toys we had tried 
out, as well as a few other things we wanted to try in 
the privacy of our own home, took Jason's home number 
and went out to the car. This was one night I would 
never forget!


PART III: Home at last
----------------------

Paul and I arrived home and we could barely keep our 
hands off each other long enough to get in the door.

"I wonder if they'll ever let us back in The Pleasure 
Palace again?" I questioned Paul.

"I think the other shoppers thought we were the paid 
entertainment or something. I don't think Jason would 
ever ban us. He is the owner after all," Paul replied.

"You're kidding, right? I just fucked the owner of the 
store?"

"Damn straight, and now you're going to fuck your 
owner!"

"You are so silly. You don't own me. I own you!"

I reached into the bag of goodies from the store and 
threw a couple of the items at him.

"Put these on, dear. I want to see how pretty they make 
you look!"

Paul took the purple lace teddy and started to disrobe. 
Once he was naked I realized that we needed to do 
something else first.

"Wait! Get in the bathroom. No respectable lady has such 
a hairy body. We are going to shave you smooth: your 
legs and arms, chest, pubes and pits. Then we can see 
how you look in the finery we bought!"

Paul and I went into the bathroom where I started the 
hot water in the tub. I wanted him to soak a little to 
make the hair easier to shave. I trimmed his pubes and 
pits with scissors and then hustled him to get in the 
tub. As he soaked in very hot water for fifteen minutes 
I took out a mug, shaving powder and brush. I added warm 
water to the powder in the mug and mixed it well. I 
drained the water and put a chair in the tub for Paul to 
sit on so I could spray him off after shaving a 
particular area.

I dabbed a thick coating of warm lather to his pubes and 
then used a new razor to remove the hair. After every 
pass of the razor I leaned down and kissed his 
stiffening rod, making this a more pleasurable 
experience for him. I gently pulled the skin of his 
balls taut and carefully shaved them smooth. 

I had him stand and spread his ass-cheeks wide for me so 
I could shave from beyond his balls to his puckered 
rosebud. After rinsing him well I took my finger and 
gathered the oozing precum from the tip of his now erect 
shaft. I brought my finger to his ass and slid it in 
slowly, teasing him and then probed his ass deep, making 
him moan in ecstasy.

Next I shaved his arms, armpits and chest. I didn't 
skimp on the lather, as this made a slippery lubricant. 
As I slathered it onto his chest I strayed to his 
nipples quite often, getting him more excited. Paul 
grasped his cock in his hand and began wanking it. 

My pussy was starting to get wet, but I didn't want him 
to know; at least not yet. I efficiently shaved his arms 
and chest bare, and then tackled his hairy pits. After 
spraying him with the hand-held shower to clean off the 
shaved hairs and the leftover shaving cream I leaned 
over and sucked on his right nipple, nibbled on it and 
nipped it with my teeth until Paul cried out.

Paul's legs were the only things left to shave. I 
slurped his shaft in my mouth and suckled on it as I 
coated his legs. I quickly eliminated the hair on his 
legs while giving him a leisurely blowjob. Paul was 
nearing the point of no return. I saw his balls lift and 
shrink up, preparing to blow his load. His legs 
stiffened and his breathing became heavier. I massaged 
his balls in my hand while I "sucked the chrome off his 
bumper." With my other hand I tweaked and twisted his 
left nipple. Paul moaned and cried out in a roar as he 
came in my mouth, gasping for air as I continued to suck 
on his sensitive head.

As he showered and toweled off, I brushed my teeth. Then 
I went into the bedroom and laid out his outfit. It 
consisted of a purple teddy, with a snap closure at the 
crotch; black thigh-hi stockings; purple high-heeled 
shoes and a black feather boa. He dressed and I went 
into the bathroom to shower. I washed every intimate 
part of my generous body and then dried off. When I 
entered the bedroom Paul was admiring himself in the 
mirror.

"Hot damn! You look soooo sexy!" Paul exclaimed to 
himself.

I walked behind him, wrapped my arms around him and 
squeezed his package.

"What do we have here?" I asked.

Paul turned around and leaned down, kissing me firmly on 
the lips. We kissed leisurely, taking our time exploring 
each other's mouths with our tongues. Paul's kisses 
always made my toes curl with their passion. I became 
light-headed and Paul steered me towards the bed. We sat 
on the edge, our lips still locked together. Paul's 
tongue explored every nook and cranny of my mouth. I 
sighed as his tongue danced with mine, tempting me to 
totally submit to his will.

"Oh, Paul," I whimpered.

He continued to kiss me, making my body surrender. I 
became limp in his arms as he laid me back on the bed. 
He helped me to reposition myself closer to the head of 
the bed so my legs weren't dangling off the edge and 
brought his lips back to mine. We must have kissed for 
at least half an hour.

"Hhmmmmmmm, aaahhhhhhhh," I sighed, losing myself in the 
sensations taking over my body.

Paul sucked on my tongue gently, treating it like I 
would a tiny cock. My mouth wasn't the only part of my 
body that felt alive. My nipples were aching to be 
touched, even just to be brushed by his skin. My clit 
throbbed and I could feel my blood pulsing through my 
veins. My hips started rocking back and forth against 
Paul, letting him know I was ready for him to use my 
body in any way he saw fit. I needed him to do something 
before I exploded with wanton desire.

"Please. Please, take me," I begged Paul, thrashing on 
the bed.

Paul's lips left mine and traveled down slowly to my 
neck. I adored having my neck kissed, licked and sucked. 
It gave me goose bumps and sent shivers all the way down 
my spine. 

Paul knew how to make me putty in his hands. As I 
relaxed into the bed Paul continued his journey and 
strayed at my breasts, going from one to the other, 
softly licking circles around my areola. He avoided my 
nipples until I arched my back up at him. Then he took 
one in his mouth and let his tongue dance on it. My 
nipples became as hard as marbles as he tortured me with 
pleasure.

As his mouth came closer to my apex, my clit became 
harder and throbbed more steadily. My pussy was drenched 
with my excitement and my nether lips were swollen with 
desire. Paul finally made his way to my center and I 
heard myself sigh with relief. The waiting was over. He 
spread my flower and kissed me open, inserting his 
tongue to taste my nectar. I had to stop myself from 
climaxing. I wanted to enjoy this feeling of rapture as 
long as I could.

"You taste so musky, so fucking incredible, just like a 
woman should taste," he said, licking his lips.

Paul let his tongue enter my box and his nose rubbed 
against my clit. He lapped at my core and then up to my 
nubbin of desire. Slowly and passionately he licked and 
sucked on my "little man," bringing me closer and closer 
to ecstasy. I started writhing on the bed, moaning 
loudly. My hips involuntarily lifted off the bed towards 
his mouth, silently pleading for more. He flicked his 
tongue over and around my clit, feeling my thighs quiver 
as I neared orgasm. 

Sliding two fingers into my moistness he lifted his 
mouth from my clit for just a second, making me burn 
with anticipation. Then he savagely sucked my button 
into his mouth while plunging his fingers in and out of 
my love canal. With my clit securely in his mouth, he 
used his tongue to softly and slowly coax me to rapture. 
I felt the waves of pleasure roll over me as I came 
again and again.

"Oh my god! Oh my fucking god! That feels so good! Yes! 
Unnnnnnhhhhhhh!" I screamed as I lost myself in 
hedonistic lust.

My head lifted off the bed as I strained to watch. Then 
suddenly feeling like I had to pee, but knowing that it 
was not urine, I squirted jet after jet of cum into 
Paul's open mouth. He took me over the cliffs of 
insanity. Then my knees clamped about his head and I 
shouted for him to stop. I could take no more. After he 
removed his mouth from me my legs flopped down to the 
bed, like rubber. I relaxed and took a deep breath as 
Paul rested his head on my thigh.

"You are such a good lover, Paulette," I teasingly said 
to Paul.

"I knew seeing me in this outfit would make you get off. 
So, did you enjoy your 'lesbian' experience?"

"You wanted to try on the lingerie as much as I wanted 
to see you in it. Don't try to make it sound like it was 
all my idea," I replied.

"So, what do you want to do tomorrow night, dear?" Paul 
asked.

"The same thing we do every night, Paul, try to shock 
the world."

The End

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