orgy room III

She wonders if he really looked at her cleavage a bit too long or that she is just on edge because of her nerves. Some alcohol might be very good to deal with her nerves, but still Fiona only a very innocent drink when the bartender comes over.

The sounds of the other people really leave very little to the imagination and she hopes her friends will soon show up. "I... I am Fiona..." She then introduces herself to the man
 
She feels slightly embarrassed when the man changes her order but at the same time his confidence sends a tingle through her body. She blushes when he places his hand on her bare knee and looked at his face. She wasn't sure if she should do something against or just be happy his touching wasn't going as far as some of the other activities around.

Her body was already reacting to his innocent touch. She was wearing some sex lingerie under her dress but normally guys didn't get to see that as she wasn't one to pick up guys
 
After she finished the glass of red wine, Fiona checked her phone and saw she had received a new text. It simply read 'LOL' and she understood her 'friends' were not going to show up. The man that had ordered her the drink had left and she knew she should to.

However she first decided to order a new glass of wine from the female bartender and felt jealous at how beautiful that woman was. She was used to drinking two glasses of white wine as she often got rather quickly tipsy after more alcohol. She could still feel where the man had touched her knee and almost wish she could feel a touch elsewhere on her body...
 
On my way out, I peeked in the lounge and notices a beauty drinking wine at the bar. Disappointed that I could not stay, I left thinking about the possibilities.:rose:
 
My fingers started to travel up her thigh. I could feel her tremble as she held onto her glass. I then looked at her. I then kissed her lips.
 
Fiona gasped as the man kissed her, opening her mouth slightly. She wasn't sure who started it but soon her tongue was dancing with his. Maybe he had seen her gasp as an invitation or maybe it was her tongue that had started the exploration caused by the arousal her body was already feeling.

How could her 'friends' have sent her to such a place, it really was very different to the innocent clubs she normally went to.
 
A soft moan escaped her, really not used to doing anything naughty in public. She looked at his face, not stopping him but her shyness was visible. She had no clue who he texted and didn't really care about anything other than his hand right now.
 
my other hand rested on her knee, my fingers traveling up her dress.......they slid up her thigh and started playing with her wet panties.
 
She stared at him and bit her lip, wondering what kind of girl he thought he was dealing with if he took these freedoms. Well.. most likely the kind of girls that visited places like this. She knew she should stop him, but was way too shy to do something that direct.

"Sir...." She softly pleaded and glanced around to see if anyone was watching them
 
"Yes, little one....? Do you enjoy this...." My fingers went under her panties and started to slide across her wet pussy lips. I kissed her again. She felt so good in my arms. Others were looking, but there was nothing going on that was new. I took her hand and we wen to a VIP room.
 
Fiona was glad that he took her to a different room as she too had noticed the looks of others and felt very different about those than he did. Of course she was nervous about what he had planned for her. She was aroused, and very slightly tipsy from the two glasses of wine, but this was very unlike her. And yet.. he clearly affected her and it felt good to kiss him.
 
I began to strip the dress from her shoulders. It dropped to the floor. I turned her around and unhooked her bra. Then I pushed her panties down to the floor.

I then turned her around and kissed her. My hands cupped her breasts.........

"What is your bra size, fiona?"
 
our tongues touch....my hand cups your breast.....i give it a squeeze......then i pinch your nipple.
 
*pushes self into kiss, tasting timothy, nipples become hard in your hand, runs hands over your chest and arms, legs sliding past each other, feeling myself become wet*
 
ahhh... *starts to moan to your touch, hand grips nipple of its own, pinches and squeezes, another hand slides down your body, looking for your cock*
 
*suddenly on my knees, pleadingly looking up at timothy* yes... *lick the underside of your cock, stroking it lightly, then swallow its head and sucks*
 
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