Breaking the Rules - Sex Stories

Breaking the Rules

... her eyes in that direction. The only things back there were two bathrooms and the private rooms. "I'll go see if I can find her, thanks." She walked, somewhat unsteadily, through the wall of fucking. Along the way, multiple people grabbed her ass, tits, or thighs, and she took the opportunity to do the same to a few people. She spotted one of the strippers nearby (Alexei something or other) getting his face ridden by a curvy Hispanic girl. Seeing his hard cock standing alone and untended to, and thinking of Rule 5, she leaned in to talk to him. An idea had crossed her mind, and maybe he could help.

"Hey, do you think you could do me a favour?" She asked, holding his cock by the base and squeezing it. "It's my bachelorette party, and my maid of honour has challenged me to get all of the strippers to cum. Can you find them all when you're done with her and let them know to meet me in the VIP in, say, forty-five minutes?" He never stopped his tongue-work, but his eyes communicated his agreement well enough. She thanked him, then continued on her way to the private rooms, where she intended to search first.

She heard a small sound coming from booth 1, marked with a large circle stencilled around the blocky number. Like somebody whimpering- she couldn't quite tell yet, but it did kind of sound like Naomi. Was she crying in there? Intending to comfort her friend, Elena pushed the door open, finding it unlocked. Inside, she found Naomi sprawled out on the floor, still in her ...

... underwear. She had reattached the harness she had gotten earlier, and fixed the dildo into place. The vibration turned up, she mashed the butt end of the toy into her clitoris, over her practically translucent white panties. She whimpered and moaned, biting her fist to stop herself from crying out.

She groggily looked up as Elena entered, her eyes immediately going wide and her hand flying away from the dildo so fast that it was only a blur. She started looking frantically about, and Elena realized she was looking for the remote to her still-vibrating sex toy. She spotted it first, bending to pick it up. She looked at the remote for a moment, finally finding the off button.

"You know, it seems like you can just do that out there." She said, helping her friend into a seated position.

"Yeah, I... I suppose I could." She didn't look inclined to continue, but Elena gave her a moment anyway. "I just... I don't know how the rest of you do it. How you act so free. With Anders, I got caught up in the moment, and when I was up there on that stage, the only reason I wasn't terrified was because... because I was too busy cumming- if Jessie hadn't gotten a ringer almost immediately, I think I would have run away. It sank in a little while afterwards, and I haven't been able to show my face out there since."

Naomi, now on her feet, was engulfed by Elena's hug. Elena pulled away quickly, however, when Naomi's strap-on, shifted by the movement of their hug, almost slipped right ...