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Friends meet to explore thier kinky desires. PartPart 2 – The Bar-HotelMy hand moves slowly along your leg, from your knee sliding along your stocking clad thigh, gently massaging with my fingers as my hand moves higher…loving the feel of the material of the stockings encasing your flesh, feeling the heat of your skin through the thin material. My hand moves under the hem of your dress, moving frustratingly, yet arousingly slow as it makes it’s way higher, towards your shaven pussy. As my hand continues to move higher, your breathing becomes deper and slower in anticipation and longing to feel the touch of my fingers on your pussy, then the feel as they slide into you. With my other hand I take your removed panties from your hand, placing them in my pocket for safe keeping, though leaving your hand covering my growing but trapped cock, you are barely move your hand, but squeezing it gently feeling it grow against your hand.My fingers move over the top of your stocking, gently sliding over the warm naked flesh of your thigh, you open your legs a little wider allowing easier access to your pussy. As my finger gentles strokes along the wet lips of your pussy, you look around the bar to see if anyone is watching or is even aware that you are about to feel my fingers push into you. No one seems to be taking any notice of us. Slowly you feel one of my fingers slide between your lips and push deep into your wet pussy, pause for a second then begin to slide out. As my finger slides in and out of you, another slides in and then a third…your breathing deep as my fingers continue to fuck your pussy, in the public bar…the situation turning you on even more, loving the feeling that at any moment someone could notice, maybe they would want to have some fun too, maybe feed you their hard cock in front of everyone as my fingers continue to working in and out of your pussy.As my fingers continue to push in and out of your pussy, your hand grips tighter on my hard cock, still trapped within my clothing…quietly canlı bahis with laboured breath.“Fuck…I want your cock…right now…”, the words come hesitantly due to your deep breaths, and keeping your voice low so no one may overhear. But we can both heard the deliciously wet sound of my fingers pushing in and out of you, my fingers getting wet from your arousal, loving the fact that you are fulfilling one of your desires. Feeling my fingers in you and hearing the sound of wetness, you occasionally look around the bar, but no one is paying any attention to us. Part of you is happy that it is happening secretly, but there is the other part that wants everyone to notice, to gather around and watch as my fingers fuck you, their hands stroking their hard cocks for you to see, and the women the couple that are in the bar, watching and caressing themselves…their fingers playing in their pussies just as mine are playing in yours. As these thoughts of public exposure/exhibitionism fill your mind, you feel the welcome feeling start to build within you, slight shivers, not listening or hearing what is happening in the bar, the feeling of your climax growing…willing it to come quickly, now completely disregarding or caring of the others in the bar may see or hear, you want this orgasm to come, to fill you with pleasure, willing it to take you.Your hand grips my cock tighter, now moving, wanking me through the material that is for not preventing you holding my hard cock in your hand….holding my throbbing cock as you lean forward and take it in your mouth, and feel the heat of it in your mouth desperate for the cum to fill your mouth…As your orgasmic release grows with images of sucking my cock and being fingered in the bar, in front of everyone. My fingers stop moving.“Suzie you can have my cock right now…I could bend you over this table and give you my cock…I could fuck you in front of everyone here. But before you decide there is something you should know.” Taking my bahis siteleri fingers from between your legs, there is a sudden sense of loss in you, you almost grab my hand to force my fingers back into you, but wait to hear what it is I am going to say. As you watch I take my fingers to my mouth and suck them, I savour the taste of you on my fingers, before telling you what it is ‘you should know’.I explain the reason for meeting in this location, and the reason it is so secluded and private. This is a private and exclusive hotel, that only members know of. A specialised get-away that has no limits to the pleasures it’s guests enjoy, the only rule amongst the guests is that watching and/or participation has to be agreed. I also explained that although I had booked a room for the weekend there was no expectation for you to stay and could just leave now, but if you were willing to stay this would be a weekend you would never forget and want to experience again. Though the was conditions, I had booked the room for the weekend, but this was a weekend that there was a special event, it was a specific Dom/Sub weekend and there was one specific dress code for all guests. Those that were the submissive were to wear a collar at all times. Having explained everything I waited for your response….The thought of being in the bar while feeling my fingers in you had been arousing, as it had happened with no one noticing, but part of you wanted them to notice…now with knowing why it was here we had met, it took no time for your mind to fill with the pleasures that could happen here over a weekend…but should you leave or stay, that question was answered u*********sly as your hand still gripping my cock began moving again.“I’ll take that as a yes then Suzie?”“But. If I don’t like it I’m leaving…I have limits.”“I wouldn’t have it any other way. But I’m sure you will enjoy yourself…..and I bet you have an overnight bag in reception when the taxi dropped you off, that has a strap-on in it….that güvenilir bahis will have some use this weekend, don’t you think?”“Ok I’m in so what now?” The thought of the strap-on that you had packed, in the overnight bag just in-case you stayed overnight aroused you, but more was the thought that it would be used, not possibly but will be used.“Well there is the dress code?…have another look around.”Still thinking of the information you had been told, you looked around the bar…how could you have not noticed it before. There were about a dozen people in the bar and almost half of them were wearing black leather collars…there was a couple at the bar, both in their thirties, she had a collar on, one hand holding her drink but her other hand was between her partners legs…rubbing his cock just as you had been doing to me. At a table in the middle of the room there were three people relaxing in the large leather chairs, but it was the slim male wearing a collar as he sat opposite a woman and a larger male…it was the woman and larger male that seemed to be a couple as the touched each other and laughed…but looking closer, the larger black male had no wedding ring, but the woman and collared male both had the same wedding band. Further along the bar sat another couple, what you thought were friends or relations, the older woman about 50 and her younger friend in her early 20’s, but what surprised you when looking at them was that it was the older that wore the collar. Looking around was now different to when you arrived, knowing what you now knew. Giving you time to take in what you have just realised and missed, I ask if you want to stay.After a short pause, while you took in what you had just recognised, seen…how could you have missed it before.“Yes….ok.”“You sure Suzie?”“Pretty much…” with a laugh that makes us both smile.“Ok then…here you’ll need these back….” I take your panties from my pocket, and place them on the table in front of us.“First task is to collect your collar. All you have to do is go to the bar, give the barman your panties, and he will give you your collar….so?”The panties, your panties are there on the table, take them and leave or take them to the bar and…..

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