It was a Friday night in October of 1994. Kelly and I went to a nightclub in town. We weren’t regulars but had been here several times before. We had a table against a wall not far off the dancefloor in a darkened corner. Tonight, Kelly was on the prowl. It wasn’t something she did all the time, but there were times she had an urge and tonight was one of those times.
Kelly was 34 now and had been horny as all get out the past couple of weeks. She had planned for this night and sex the past couple of weeks had been incredible.
Kelly was wearing a green camo top. It was see-through and cropped. It tied right below her boobs. If you glanced at it you just saw the camo pattern. If you stopped for a moment and actually looked you would quickly see it was see-through and Kelly’s areolae and nipples were clearly visible through the pattern. The top was strained to contain her 34F boobs.
On the bottom, she was wearing a black skirt that I, teasingly, called “The Belt.” It was 12” long. Even though Kelly wore it low on her hips it barely covered her buns. If she made pretty much any movement you got a flash of something. Under the skirt, she had on a neon pink G-string. Even in a dark bar if she moved just right you would see a flash of color.
She was wearing cork-soled platform sandals with frayed green denim straps that tied the look to her top. Her nails (both fingers and toes) were painted Fuck Me Red. She looked amazing.
After we downed the first drink Kelly wanted to see what was going on at the pool table. It was in kind of an alcove near the bar. A “goth chick” was sitting at a small table in the alcove. She smiled when she saw Kelly and asked if she wanted to play a game. Kelly recognized her as someone she had noticed a couple of other times at the club.
Kelly said, “Sure.” And they played and did a lot of talking. On the surface, you would think Kelly had nothing in common with Annie, as she was introduced. It turned out that they had a ton in common from sexy clothes, and designing and creating your own, to creating jewelry, to being the same age, to being horny married women on the prowl.
Annie married as a rebellious 19-year old to a 44-year old man. They had a great marriage in all areas but one. Her husband was no longer able to satisfy Annie’s needs so, for at least her, they had an open marriage. For Kelly and I that was not the case. For us, it was just having fun.
Soon some guys wandered to the pool table. They played singles and doubles. Some played, some sat out a game. But the temperature in the alcove was slowly heating up. All of the guys playing pool saw through Kelly’s top and her nipples were rock hard from her noticing their stares. Kelly had the top adjusted so her huge tits would sway back and forth as she would line up a shot. They sure looked like they would spill out when she leaned over the table.
Kelly was now leaning at the waist to take shots, which put most of her butt on display. If the guy behind her was good looking she would nearly climb up on the table, pull up a knee and give them a neon pink crotch shot. Guys were buying her drinks right and left and having her as the second on a two-man team. Annie’s skirt was a bit longer than Kelly’s but Annie wasn’t wearing anything below.
They had been playing for a couple of hours when Annie went up on the table for a hard to reach shot and pulled a Kelly. Annie spread it wide open and they all saw her cunt. They also saw her several piercings and jewelry and several chains. It was a lot going on for a quick view but the pink Annie showed was natural.
Kelly decided to make her shot a hard to reach one as well. Her partner placed his hand on her crotch while she was on the table. There were a half-dozen people around the table and they all froze and watched. Kelly continued to line up her shot. Her partner slipped his fingers past the G-string and into her pussy. Kelly was soaking wet. He started to finger fuck her. She had one foot on the floor. The other leg instinctively spread wider apart.
Before she would let him make her cum Kelly took her shot. She made the shot! She stood up and backed toward a corner. She pulled her G-string down her thighs and let it drop to the floor. Annie and her pool partner both watched it unfold. Kelly lifted her skirt revealing her shaved cunt with the rose tattoo. Her partner (Tom, she found out later) put his hand on her slit and rubbed her clit furiously. Kelly had no choice. She came in moments. They finished up their game of pool.
Kelly came and found me. I had been dancing and flirting with a table of women seated next to me. Kelly slipped her G-string into my hand and said she and her friend were going out for some air, as she winked at me.
Kelly and Tom enjoyed the crisp air and walked around the block to Tom’s car. He was from out of town, business, blah, blah, blah. Kelly really didn’t care. He made the first move and she was on fire. They climbed into the back seat of his rental. Tom slid down his slacks. Kelly was crouched on her knees and started to suck his half-limp cock. Tom had an average dick, nothing special, just average.
Three minutes later Kelly was swallowing a small load of cum. Tom buttoned up and asked if she wanted to head back to the club. What started out as promising turned out to be a bust in Kelly’s eyes.
Right after Kelly handed me her G-string, Annie came to my table. She introduced herself, said she had been playing pool with Kelly, "But Kelly was busy with her new boyfriend."
Let me describe what I saw because it was a lot to take in. Annie has black hair. It’s a bob with bangs (think Betty Page with short hair). She’s wearing “librarian” glasses. On top, she is wearing a very short see-through, cropped white shirt. It buttons up the front and comes down just below her boobs. She is wearing a jacket-thingy over the top. It is the same length as the shirt and has long sleeves. At the front, it leaves about a six-inch gap in the middle and both sides are connected with a chain. The top is a thick, nubby fabric almost like upholstery. It is off-white with black flecks throughout. The skirt is the same fabric as the top. Annie was wearing tall black “combat” boots that came to just below her knees.
Annie is also wearing a choker necklace that resembles a dog collar. It is black with clear stones. From the front of the choker, there are three chains hanging. Looking at Annie’s very flat and sexy tummy I see two silver chains that drape and, I assume, attach to her nipples. The third chain attaches to a belly-button piercing, which has jewels hanging from it and then the chain extends into her skirt.
In short order, I moved the conversation to questions about her fascinating jewelry. It was something she designed and crafted herself. Yes, both of her nipples are pierced and have chains attached. Under her skirt, the chain ends at a ring with three other chains attached. One attaches to a piercing in her clit hood. The other two attach at rings pierced through her outer labia.
I was truly fascinated. I told her, of course, I would love to have a full view of the complete piece. Annie said, “That can happen.” She swiveled on her barstool so she was facing me. She tugged up her skirt so I could see her twat. The jewelry was amazing. So was her slit. The exact opposite of Kelly’s. Annie’s lips were tight together like a peach. Then she spread her knees and the peach opened wide. Annie's slit was slick with her juices. I slipped a hand under the table and a couple of fingers into Annie.
She tilted her head back for a kiss. We played tongue hockey and then I helped her swallow the noise she wanted to let out as she orgasmed. After she came I slipped a hand up her top. Her boobs were incredibly shaped. Perfect half-rounds. Nothing could sag if it wanted to. She is someplace between an A and a B cup. Each breast topped with a medium-sized erect nipple with a ring pierced through it and a chain connected to her necklace.
I invited Annie to our place. I was sure Kelly (if she planned to come home) would love to play with her as well.