Jamie - Sex Stories

Jamie

... She was fragile and this was the first time she showed any interest in any other person other than sex and friendship. We left the restaurant and made our way to the dance club. Sherry led me upstairs to the bar and we ordered drinks. I noticed a lot more women in the club, some were obvious transvestites, but many were much more subtle. Shrugging I sipped my drink while Sherry went to call Jamie. I was sitting by the bar when two women approached me. I nodded politely to them and they giggled. They both came over and sat down on either side of me. "Is your name Jonathan?" asked the blonde bombshell. "Yes, why, is it written across my forehead?" They laughed and the brunette said, "No, only we saw you come in with Sherry and Jamie had told us to take care of you until she got here. Anyway, Sherry said you were at the bar. I'm Cindy by the way, and this is Rhonda." "Hello. Would you care for something to drink?" "Yes, but it's our treat. Jamie told us you are going to university. To be a writer, right?" "Yeah, that is my ultimate goal." They ordered some drinks and we talked and listened to the music. Then they pulled me from the bar stool and onto the dance floor. We began to dance. The two of them got closer and closer, until I was sandwiched between them while they gyrated. Their hands were everywhere, rubbing my legs, my ass, my chest and dick. Rhonda had pulled my shirt out of my pants and slipped her hands underneath. I could feel her nipples pressing into my back while ...

... she caressed my chest and stomach. Cindy in the mean time had moved closer and took my own hands and brought them to her thighs below her mini dress. She pulled them up under until they held her firm ass cheeks. Grinning she let go and pulled my head forward and began to kiss me. Rhonda in the meantime had not remained still. Her hands had slipped down toward my jeans and then they were beneath them, her slim fingers grabbing my erect dick and slowly jacking it. My fingers had found that Cindy was wearing a g-string and my hands roved over her ass and began to rub her asshole and the tender flesh of her crack. I felt something hard being pressed against my ass and I pushed back against it. Rhonda, apparently had a dick. Cindy, I was not sure about. Cindy stopped kissing me and whispered in my ear. "God, Jamie was right, you are so very sexy. Is Rhonda hard for you?" I nodded. "She had a dick that won't stop. She fucks me with it all the time. I think she wants to fuck you with it. I don't have a dick, I have a sopping wet pussy waiting for your fingers." I moved my hand around to the front and slid it up her thigh. Her panty front was wet and her thighs were moist. I slid my fingers up and began to rub her covered lips. "Yes, o God yes, that's it. I bet you're hard too, aren't you big boy?" Hands left my ass and felt the front of my jeans. She could feel Rhonda's hand and my dick inside. Just then the music stopped and changed. Cindy and Rhonda withdrew and walked me back to ...