"Clare" - Chapter 12:- Brenda’s Girl - “Rainbows - Part 1” - Sex Stories

"Clare" - Chapter 12:- Brenda’s Girl - “Rainbows - Part 1”

... and then adjusted my stretched bottoms as much as I could. As I walked forward with Linda, I knew there were four sitting ladies looking at nothing else than my tight bum; its cheeks bulging from the bottom of the shorts material.

The strange thing was, as I walked onto the dance floor, there was a part of me excited and, for once, it was not just my pussy. I was beginning to realise that I wanted tonight's experience, and there was also something else. It was a competitive edge which ran deep through me. That part of me was saying I needed to collect telephone numbers; the more, the better. It wanted to show Brenda and the other three sitting ladies that I was better than the other previous seventeen official girlfriends.

Yes,I wanted to be the best.

Despite the apprehension, it was a combination of my competitive spirit and my pussy’s horniness that won out as the deejay played her music. It was only slow numbers. Linda and I gently swayed together. Her arm around my back, mine around her neck as we whispered to one another. Linda told me how beautiful I was, and that Brenda was a lucky woman. I couldn’t help smiling.

The dance floor was full by our second song, and Linda’s hands were now down on my bottom, just like I knew they would be. She was fondling it. I felt at ease in her arms with my pussy, responding to her every touch.

As time slowly danced on, we kissed and my hands joined Linda’s as we squeezed each other’s bottoms. It surprised me when my dance ...

... partner showed me her wedding ring. I hadn’t noticed. Linda told me she was married, and her husband didn’t know that she was bisexual or the fact she was currently at Rainbow’s. He was away.

With my hands long ago establishing that Linda had a firm and shapely bottom, she asked me if we could later get together and use one of the bathroom stalls. My dance partner whispered to me, she wanted to touch me, lick me and make me cum. Then, as the song faded, Linda gave me her telephone number, and in return, I gave Brenda’s. As we separated, she said we needed to get together as soon as possible. How about us having another dance later tonight?

I wasn’t ready to answer Linda’s question. My head needed to get back to Brenda and drink a little more Dutch courage in the way of the Pomagne. However, my body was already thinking about going to the bathroom with Linda so we could explore each other’s bodies.

On my return, I gave Brenda Linda’s telephone number. I was quietly pleased with myself and I sat on my girlfriend’s lap and let her know I was horny as my hand travelled down to her piece and rested there.

“Not tempted to take her into the Lady's toilets,” Brenda whispered as she pushed her thigh up and made sure her fastened strap-on touched my needy pussy.

I stifled a groan; which made my girlfriend chuckle. I didn’t want to mention that Linda had suggested just that when she wrote down her number.

With my drink finished, I grabbed my handbag and wobbled my way ...