Bi Teen Club Chapter 2 - Sex Stories

Bi Teen Club Chapter 2

I stepped into the club and surveyed my surroundings. I noticed a hot brunette grinding on the dancefloor and walked up to her. "Hey!" I said, loud enough to be heard above the noise of the music. "Do I know you?" she asked. "I don't think so. I just thought you'd want a drink." "Vodka and lemon." I left the dancefloor again and walked up to the bar. "A vodka and lemon and a pint please." The barman prepared the drinks and handed them over without saying a word. I took them back over to the girl on the dancefloor and handed her the vodka and lemon. "Thanks," she said, as she began grinding against my crotch. In reply, I pressed my semi-hard dick into her ass. "Someone's excited," she remarked. "You could say that. I haven't been out on the pull for a while now," I replied. "So that's why you offered to buy me a drink. You want to get me drunk so you can have sex with me." "No! Well sort of. I mean, when has a guy ever offered to buy you a drink if he isn't trying to get somewhere. We're not that generous that we just do it because a hot girl looks thirsty." "Good point. But you don't need to get me drunk to have sex with me; you just have to impress me." "Alright, what do you want me to do?" She gestured at one of the security guards. "In my bag, there is a jockstrap. Put it on and come back out here and pull your trousers down. If you are brave enough to do that in public, then you can have sex with me." I raised my eyebrows and hooked my thumbs into my belt loops. I had ...

... always had low inhibitions and wasn't afraid to strip in public. Slowly, I eased by jeans down over my hips and down my legs. She bit her lip and I noticed as she subtly put her hand to her crotch and began rubbing it though her skirt. I glanced around me to check that nobody was looking directly at me and yanked my jeans down to my knees. "Hmmm...Substantial," she remarked, presumably referring to the bulge in my jockstrap, which I had started wearing regularly since I had discovered my gay side. I grinned at her mischievously, pulled her skirt up and walked away towards the toilets. I stepped into the toilets corridor laughing and was pushed from behind. Concerned that I had crossed the line, I looked back, only to see her grinning at me. She slowly pushed the straps of her dress off her shoulders and rolled it down, allowing her braless tits to swing free. I leant in to kiss her and played with her nipples as I did so. She let out a little gasp and ripped my cheap cotton t-shirt off. Her hands roamed all across my body and down towards my crotch. She knelt down in front of me and took my cock into her mouth. I sighed as she got to work swirling her tongue around her head. I pulled her skirt up again, to see that she was wearing no underwear. I soon found her clitoris and began to tickle it lightly with one thumb. With the other hand I forced her head down until she had engulfed my whole cock. She gagged, and I felt her saliva coat my member, so I released her head and allowed ...