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This is a continuation of STUCK! I recommend you read that first, if you
haven't already done so, to make this story have a little more meaning.
I awoke with a start, my bonds and ball gag making me realise this hadn't
been a dream. How long I had slept I have no idea. Laying there
bewildered, my mind started to replay the events which had occurred
earlier on. The teasing by Amanda when she helped me dress. The erotic
strip, then dressing in the most stunning and sexy outfit. The bombshell
of leaving me bound and going off to the club for the evening. All the
emotions I had experienced earlier returned. My mind thought about the
club. We had been there quite a few times and it is certainly a great
night out. There is usually a crowd of us, but occasionally we go on our
own. Amanda always seems to catch the eye of the men, which I have to
admit, makes me proud and jealous at the same time. But nobody gives us
any hassle. Yes, I know that club well. The usual situation of men
looking for a good time, trying to chat up the women with the intention
of a getting shag later on.
Oh god! Amanda, out with the girls, dressed in that 'I want a fuck!'
outfit. She did look sophisticated, but oh so horny. My mind started to
race with the thoughts of what might occur. The girls all walking down
the wide staircase, that leads to the bar area, where all the men stand
to 'eye up the talent'. Amanda amongst the girls partially hidden from
view. Then, as the girls near the bottom of the ever widening stairs,
they spread out a little. Amanda in all her resplendent glory on view.
The sheerness of the dress teasing everyone with the hint of sexy
lingerie underneath. Her erect nipples trying to force their way through
the material. The guys will be drooling, with immediate erections caused
by the wonderful goddess approaching. I hate to admit it, but the thought
made me horny too. The tightness of my pantie girdle restricting my own
erection. It was uncomfortable but couldn't stop. I started to push
myself back and forth in an effort to stimulate myself. It was working,
but very slowly. The rustle of the material of my dress and the silkiness
of the satin added to my excitement.
My mind refocused on the possible scenario at the club. The girls would
approach the bar and get their drinks. Guys around them like bees round a
honey pot. Amanda, I'm sure, the main focus of their attention. The girls
would respond to any comments with either a giggle or a sneer, depending
on what was said and what the guy was like. The girls would then go to
one of the seating areas and have a laugh and a joke about the guys and
their comments.
These seating areas consisted of high backed sofa type seats, almost like
a cubicle, but half circular and seated about eight people comfortably.
The tables were a nice height which is very handy, as Amanda and I had
found to our advantage on more than one occasion. A little fumble now and
then certainly spiced things up ready for when we got home. Amanda would
sit on one end so she could easily get up to have a dance. Something she
loved and was rather good too. Sometimes too good for my liking, because
she can be very provocative when she gets going on the dance floor. My
thoughts about her dancing, wearing her 'fuck me!' outfit, started to
arouse me even more. But with my limited movement there was no way I was
going to climax any time soon.
The guy's jaws would drop to the floor at the sight. Their erect
manhood's trying to push their way out of their trousers. Amanda would
monitor people out of the corner of her eye, sussing out who was eyeing
her up. Tonight, it would be every hot blooded male in the club. She
wouldn't be able to miss the erections taking place, causing an inner
glow knowing she is working her magic to good effect. The music would
change mood to a slower number and that's when the guys usually 'move in'
on their prospective prey. Amanda would be the first target, of that I'm
sure. But who would be brave enough to make the first approach? Because
tonight, she oozed class and sex appeal. She usually does anyway, but
tonight is was erotic. It would take someone with massive self-confidence
to move in on her tonight. But there is no doubt someone will.
She is approached by a well-toned guy who she takes a shine to and
accepts his offer to dance. They make their way to the dance floor as she
feels a hand round her waist. They turn to face each other as arrive on
the dance floor. Her hands are on his shoulders (so she can push him away
if she wishes), whilst his are holding the sides of her slender waist. He
is immediately taken in by the silkiness of her dress. His erection is
straining as he starts to put a hand round Amanda's back. He starts to
pull her closer to him and she responds by relaxing the stiffness in her
arms. His hands start to caress her, starting with the small of her back,
then slowly moving down to her pert bottom. He feels the suspenders and
he's nearly at bursting point. Amanda meanwhile is relishing the feel of
hands stroking her and is feeling a little damp. She can feel his
erection pushing into her and she sways her hips to enjoy the feel of it
press against her. He lets out a little moan to which she responds by
pushing herself closer to him. She lets out a little moan herself. His
hands are everywhere but she doesn't let him raise the hem of her dress
as he tries to do so. "Now now. Behave, you naughty boy." "I'm sorry,"
he replies, "But you are so horny." "The night is young," she replies
with a little chuckle. He smiles as he accepts this as the first part of
the mission accomplished.
The music changes pace and they leave the dance floor and he offers to
buy her a drink which she readily accepts. His hand pats her bottom as
she goes back to the table and he goes to the bar. The girls start to
question her and they all have a laugh and chuckle at the events so far.
The girls all get up to dance to the faster music, leaving Amanda sitting
alone. Her hunk returns with the drinks and slides in beside her. They
chat a little about this and that, but mainly small talk of no
consequence. His hand rests on her thigh and she smiles at him. He starts
to caress her leg through the silky material feeling the suspender straps
as he does. "Mmm, I like suspenders and stockings," he says. "So does my
husband," she replies. He looks at her in surprise, wondering if he
should continue. He asks where I am and she tells him, with a giggle, "Oh
he's a bit tied up for the evening and couldn't make it." "Well, I hope
he realises what a lucky man he is and it's just as well I'm here to look
after you." She smiles at him and moves further round the cubicle. He
edges round with her and takes it as an offer to explore further. His
hand continues to caress her thigh, gradually raising the hem of her
dress. She doesn't stop him but responds herself by resting her hand on
his rock hard cock. "Mmm, you are a big boy aren't you?" He smiled at her
giving a little moan at the effect of her tender touch. His hand reaches
her stocking top and feels the silky smooth flesh above. He lingers there
a while before trying to explore further. Amanda opens her legs and he
accepts the invitation. His hand finds her knickers and a finger starts
to explore her vaginal area. "Fucking hell!" he says, "Split crotch
knickers." His finger feels the wetness of her pussy and pushes it slowly
inward. Amanda lets out a moan and he pushes in further. She responds by
pushing herself onto his finger, rubbing his cock through his trousers at
the same time. He started moaning too and they were both closing in on a
climax. He inserted another finger and this started Amanda's orgasm. She
let out a little scream of "Yes! Yes!" as his fingers played with her
pussy and clitoris, the music drowning out her sounds. She pushed herself
harder onto his fingers. He was moaning hard and she knew he was close
too.
She came with a force that squirted her juices all over his hand, soaking
the front of her dress too. He came in copious amount into his underpants
which helped prevent his trousers getting wet. They sat there looking at
each other with mischievous smiles as they removed their hands and
started to regain their composure. "Oh dear, look at the front of my
dress, it's soaked," Amanda says. "What will your husband say?" "I'll
tell him I spilt a drink, he'll be okay."
Just then the rest of the girls returned all laughing and giggling.
Amanda stood up and one of the girls asked what happened. She told them
she had spilt her drink and the guy offered to run her home to change. He
looked slightly surprised but took up on the hint straight away. The
girls all looked at each other, then at Amanda with a knowing smile of
what had occurred and what was likely to happen later. Amanda and her guy
left the club.
In the meantime I had still been rocking back and forth with the thoughts
of what may be happening on Amanda's night out. My erection hurt but it
was becoming an enjoyable pain as I continued.
Suddenly, I was bought back to reality when I heard a key in the front
door. Amanda was home, but I heard people talking. 'Shit, she's bought
someone home with her', I thought to myself.
The two stories are my first ever attempts at writing a serious story.
I'm sure I have made some errors but am a total novice. I can't even
claim to be an amateur. I would appreciate any constructive criticism and
if it's worth continuing. I have some ideas for follow ups which include
slight side tracks from the main piece.
Gert
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