Private Dancer Ch. 02

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She enjoys aftermath of first "Private Dance".
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Part 2 of the 2 part series

Updated 09/29/2022
Created 02/27/2004
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Chapter 2: The Hotel, Scene 1

After we made it back to our table, we informed Damon and Terrence we were going to leave. Their eyes were curious, moving between Marcus and I as we said our goodbyes. They were going to stay longer, so we gathered our coats and left the club hand in hand.

Marcus was silent as we drove the few minutes to the hotel next door. Our hands were still clasped together, and I wondered what he was thinking. Parking in front of the office, he turned to look at me.

"Mandy, are you positive you want to do this? I mean, it's a big step, and I don't want you to feel as if you have to. For me, I mean." He looked so serious, and I loved him more in that moment than I ever had. I knew that me and another girl was a fantasy of his, but here he was telling me that I didn't have to do it. Little did he know that I wanted to do it as well. Maybe more than he did.

Leaning over to kiss him, I said, "Yes, baby, I'm sure. I want this too. She was captivating, and to be honest, I can't stop thinking about her. She has me so turned on. Feel." I guided his hand between my thighs, pressing his fingers against my thong. Even he could tell how wet I was through the satiny material.

"Damn, baby. You're really going to do this, aren't you? Wow." He shook his head in amazement, and then said, "God, I love you Mandy. So much." Kissing me again, he finally opened the door. "Let me go get a room. Be right back."

While I waited for him, I pondered what I was about to do. Never had I thought about being with a woman sexually, yet here I was about to go through with it. And not because my boyfriend had asked me to, but because I wanted to! Who would have thought it? But Caramel was amazing, so pretty, so perfect. And nice and smart too. I was totally attracted to her, as was apparent by my current state. My fingers drifted between my legs and I leisurely stroked over my panties, feeling how wet I was. Becoming more daring, I slid a finger under the waistband and rubbed my slit slowly, wondering how it would feel to have "her" hand touching me there. Well, I'd soon find out.

Marcus returned, a card key in his hand. Sliding into the driver seat, he drove us around to the back of the hotel, where our room was. We parked, and then got out of the car. He told me we were in room 112, and I saw that it was down on the corner of the building. Taking my hand, he led me to our room for the night, his fingers stroking my palm. I knew he was excited, almost as excited as me. I couldn't wait for her to call, and my heart was racing. Wow, I was about to do something I'd never fathomed. What a night this had turned out to be.

Entering the room, I sat on the bed, reaching down to unlace my boots. Kicking them off, I slid back against the headboard, drawing my legs up and wrapping my arms around my knees. Marcus had carried a bag in from the car, and I knew it held his bottles of emergency liquor. I'd never understood the need for them, but now I did. I could definitely use a drink. He ran down the hall for some ice and when he came back he mixed me another gin and tonic, and himself one as well. Sliding onto the bed with me, we flipped on the television, and I rested against him, my head on his shoulder as we sipped our drinks in silence.

His hand was resting on my thigh, and his fingers were massaging my flesh gently. I moaned a bit, my legs opening just a touch, and he slid his hand closer to my damp sex. Setting my drink down, I turned to him, pulling his face to mine for a kiss. Never had I been so turned on, and I needed some sort of interaction. He placed his drink to the side and kissed me back, his hands sliding around my back and pulling me close. We savored each other for minutes, his fingers playing up and down my body, over my ass, and then back to my shoulders. Whimpering a bit, I moved to lie on my back, tugging my skirt up over my hips.

"Please Marcus, I need...need you to touch me. Please." I whispered, my eyes on his. Never had I been so wanton and he was enjoying it. Moving between my legs, he pushed them apart and then gripped my panties in his hands. Pulling them down, he slid them off my bare feet, and then spread my legs farther. Without any hesitation, he lay down between my thighs and buried his face in my soaked pussy. I groaned, arching up into his mouth as his tongue circled my throbbing clit and then slid inside me. I'd needed to be touched for so long now that I was already on the verge of coming, and Marcus knew it. Slipping his hands under my ass, he held me up off the bed, his mouth working on my sex, and his tongue flicking over my clit again and again before delving back inside. I was squeezing my breasts, pinching the nipples as he ate me. One of his fingers was teasing around my asshole, and I found that I didn't mind. That was another of his fantasies; anal sex, yet I hadn't found the courage to do that. But tonight I realized, anything could happen.

I was so wet that my juices had lubricated my asshole and he used that to his advantage. While sucking on my clit, his middle finger pushed gently at my tight rosebud, slowly working its way inside of me. Panting, I tried to loosen up, and found that it was actually quite pleasurable, his finger inside my ass. When his tongue began licking my clitoris again, I couldn't hold back any longer.

"Oh god, baby, I'm about to come, oh shit Marcus, that feels so good, ooh shit...shit baby...I'm coming, god I'm coming!" I cried, my body spasming as the first wave of my orgasm washed over me. My pussy clenched as did my ass, and his finger delved deeper into me, causing the climax to intensify. He never stopped sucking at my pussy, and I filled his mouth with my juices. His tongue lapped at me, gently cleaning me of my come, and his finger eased out of my ass and then into my soaked cunt. I shivered and another wave of pleasure took me, and I cried out again.

Finally, I relaxed; my legs spread wide, eyes closed as I tried to regain control of my breathing. He slid up my body, his hands coming to rest on my breasts. Looking down at me, he whispered, "God, Mandy, you're so fucking beautiful. And you taste so good." He kissed me then, and I kissed back, tasting myself for the first time. Before, when he'd go down on me, I wouldn't kiss him afterward, thinking that it was nasty. But tonight was different. I was free, and open, and willing to do anything. I tasted sweet as I sucked his lips and tongue, kissing him for several minutes. Eventually, my breathing was back to normal, and I was sated. For the moment. We held each other, not speaking, and waited for the phone to ring.

We didn't have to wait long. I heard the chirping of my phone from the dresser and rose from the bed to answer it. "Hello?" I said, my voice trembling a bit.

"Hey sexy, this is Caramel. I'm off work. Where are you guys?" she said, her voice throaty over the phone. I explained to her what hotel we were at, and gave her the room number.

"I'll be there in less than ten minutes. Can't wait to see you beautiful." She murmured before hanging up.

I crawled back into the bed, Marcus' arms sliding around me again. "Was that her?"

"Yes, silly. Whom else would I be giving directions to?" I joked, slapping him on the arm playfully.

"True, true. Forgive me." He kissed my cheek and slid his hand under my skirt again, his fingers teasing around my still damp sex.

"No no," I said, "Wait till Caramel gets here. I don't wanna start something we can't finish." He sighed and sat up, drawing me against him.

"Okay, I'll wait, but when she gets here, it's all over." He grinned evilly, and I laughed, squeezing him tight. Just then, there was a knock on the door.

"Damn, that was fast." I said, sliding off the bed. I was nervous, but I went to the door anyway. Unlatching the deadbolt, I pulled it open, and she stood there. As beautiful as ever. I smiled, and held the door open, allowing her to step inside. She grinned and then leaned over and pressed a kiss to my lips. I blushed, and she laughed.

"You're so cute, Mandy. So innocent. That's why I like you, I think." She said, slipping off her jacket and laying it over a chair. I looked at her, my eyes taking in the form fitting jeans, and the simple white t-shirt with the red glittery Playboy bunny on it. Even in street clothes, she was gorgeous.

"Would you like a drink?" Marcus asked, getting off the bed. "We only have gin and tonic, but hey, it's good." Caramel nodded, and Marcus made her a drink, handing it to her. Their fingers brushed, and they looked at each other, smiling. Surprisingly, I didn't feel jealous at all, just excited. I retrieved my drink from the nightstand and said, "A toast. This is Marcus' birthday Caramel, so..." I winked, and she laughed.

"What a gift you're giving him! You must be his dream!" she remarked, and Marcus nodded.

"That she is, Caramel, that she is." He touched my cheek lovingly, and I smiled.

"By the way, call me Jasmine. That's my real name. Caramel makes me feel like I'm still at work, and God knows this isn't a job." We all laughed, and I lifted my drink again.

"So, here's to new years, new friends, and new experiences." We all clicked the edges of our glasses together, and then drank. After that, there was a bit of an uncomfortable silence, but then Jasmine broke the tension.

"Well, let's set the mood." She picked up the remote and flicked to the pay-per-view channels. Selecting a movie called Hip Hop Honeys she laid the remote to the side and then slid onto the bed. I watched the screen, eyes wide as the movie began. Just two black girls, kissing. No words, just straight to the sex. They were passionate, hands roaming over nude bodies, fingers delving into private spots. I could hear their moans, and my body began to grow warm, imagining that it was Jasmine and I performing these acts.

Marcus settled himself into a chair near the bed, his eyes on the screen. I could tell he was already aroused, considering the events of the night. Jasmine patted the mattress beside her, and I obligingly climbed up beside her. Unintentionally, we were in the same position that Marcus and I had been earlier, our backs against the headboard, legs out in front of us. We all watched the movie in silence; the only sounds the impassioned cries and mumbles of the two women fucking on the television.

I was beginning to wonder what was going to happen when I felt her hand slide onto my thigh. I glanced down and saw her darker flesh resting on the lighter skin of my leg. Her manicured fingers were kneading my flesh gently, and I sighed, relaxing under her touch. She slid closer, our bodies pressed against each other, and I didn't object. Soon, her hand moved upward a bit, the side of her palm brushing over my naked mons.

"Oooh, no panties." She whispered, leaning over me to place her drink on the nightstand. By now, Marcus had noticed the activity on the bed and his gaze was on us instead of the girls on the TV. I smiled at him, and he winked at me, his face glowing with anticipation. Jasmine's hand was almost under my skirt now, and I began breathing heavier as she slowly began working my skirt up over my hips. "Take off that corset while I take care of the skirt. I want to see you like you saw me, Mandy."

My hands went to the laces of my top and began undoing them. I didn't even hesitate; her wish was my command. The top opened, my full breasts slowly coming into view. Marcus was panting, his eyes focused on what we were doing. His hand was stroking himself through his pants, but he was taking his time. I knew he wouldn't let himself come until we had. I couldn't wait to see him orgasm because of what Jasmine and I were doing.

I felt her sliding my skirt down over my legs, and then my corset was undone, and she tugged on it, pulling it completely off. Now I was nude, on the bed, her kneeling beside me. "So so sexy. What a lovely body you have Mandy. You could be a dancer, you know that right?" she said, her eyes roaming over my body.

I flushed a bit, and shook my head, "No I couldn't. I'm nowhere near as sexy as you, Jasmine." I whispered, my hands reaching out for her. She allowed me to pull her face to mine, and we indulged in a long kiss, our tongues easing out to play in the space between our lips so that Marcus could watch us taste each other. I felt so wanton, so sexy, and I was wet already. I knew that tonight was going to be amazing, and I couldn't wait for things to really get started.

Jasmine grasped my thighs and pulled until I was laying on my back, her hovering over me. Her hands reached out to stroke my breasts, and I gasped as she rolled my erect nipples between her fingers. "Mmm, you're a responsive one. I like that...make some noise for me baby." She murmured, leaning over to kiss my nipples. I groaned louder as she began sucking on the left nipple, her hand teasing the right one. She cupped them in her hands and then began moving her mouth from one to the other, spending a few seconds on each, making sure that neither was ignored. I loved my breasts being touched, and she was good at it. Her mouth moved over them, licking the full globes, not missing a spot. Most men think that the only sensitive spot on a breast is the nipple, but women know better; Jasmine knew better. Her tongue moved over the whole orb, lifting it to lick the underside of my breasts, her fingers playing with the nips as she suckled on my skin.

My legs were spread, and my body was moving under hers, wanting her to move farther down. She understood, and her mouth moved to my flat tummy. I felt her tongue lapping at my flesh, and then dipping into my navel. I gasped, and turned my head to look at Marcus. He had opened his pants and his cock was out, gripped in his hand. Stroking it, his eyes were focused on Jasmine's mouth, and the path it was following. I whispered his name, and he looked up at my face. I used a finger to motion him closer, and he sprang up, coming to sit on the bed near my head.

"Hold my hand baby," I whispered, and he did, his fingers twining through mine. Jasmine looked up my body, and smiled at him, then lowered her head again. By now, she was kneeling between my spread thighs, still fully clothed. I wanted to see her naked again, but she seemed to want to explore me first. I didn't mind. Marcus was gripping my hand as he watched Jasmine place her hands on my thighs and push them open. Then she positioned herself exactly like Marcus had been; flat on her belly, feet hanging off the bed.

"Mandy, you have a beautiful pussy. Very pretty, so wet, inviting. I've never seen one like it." She said, her gaze locked between my thighs. I whimpered, turned on by her words. Her breath was brushing over my wet labia, and I bucked my hips up a little, needing some sort of contact.

Her fingers reached up to pinch my nipples again before sliding down over my body and to the apex of my legs. There, she used her thumbs to slide over my slippery lips, and I whispered her name. She moved her thumbs back up to the top, and then slid them down again, caressing me lightly. Just when I was about to plead with her for more contact, she opened me, her eyes feasting on my wetness. Pursing her lips, she blew over my sex gently, and I cried out as the cool air assaulted my over sensitive nerve endings.

"You like that, huh?" she asked, doing it again.

"Yes, Jasmine, yes, I do...it feels amazing!" I whimpered, pushing my pussy up at her face.

"Mmm, you look amazing, pressing up at me like that. Almost makes me think you want me to taste you. Do you Mandy? Want my mouth on you?"

"Yes, oh God yes, Jasmine, taste me, please, take me!" I cried out, not caring anymore. I just wanted her lovely mouth in between my legs, her tongue inside me. Marcus' gripped my hand tighter, and I could hear his breathing growing more and more ragged.

Jasmine slipped her hands under my ass, holding me like he had, and lifted me off the bed. I looked down, and saw that she was watching my face. Our eyes locked, and then, slowly, she stuck out her tongue and slid it from the bottom of my cunt, along the slit, to the top. I swallowed hard, my eyes not leaving hers as she did it again, and again, and again. Watching her pink tongue licking me had me quivering, and I was whimpering her name as she lapped at me.

Marcus moaned, "Oh God, that looks good...dammit, girls, you look so fucking incredible." Jasmine grinned at him; her lips wet from my pussy, and then pressed her mouth deeper into me. Her lips closed over my clit and I screamed, my eyes rolling back into my head as she began sucking on me. Marcus stood up, quickly stripping off his clothes before climbing back on the bed beside me. Jasmine was still licking me, her tongue buried deep inside me, and I was circling my hips against her face as she devoured my soaked pussy.

Turning my head, I saw that Marcus was kneeling beside me, his face close to where Jasmine's tongue was connected with my body. His dick was in his hand, and he was stroking it fast, a drop of pre cum sitting on the head. I moaned at the sight, and my hands went to her head, pulling her face deeper into me. Instead of pulling away, she proceeded to speed up. I felt two fingers slip into my opening, and I started whimpering. She eased them in and out of me, picking up speed, as I grew wetter.

"Ooh God Jasmine, that feels so good, so good, damn baby, you're making me so hot...so ooooh God, oooh damn!" I called out, my heels digging into the mattress as I mashed my cunt against her face. Lifting her mouth, she looked at me and said, "Come for me Mandy, come in my mouth, let me taste you coming on my tongue..." Lowering her face again, she sucked my clit between her lips, her tongue flicking over it. That was all it took. I began to come again, my back arched high off the bed, feet pressing hard against it. My fingers clutched at her hair, and my hips circled as my pussy clamped down on her fingers.

"Oh Jasmine, I'm coming, coming for you, cooommming!" I screamed, my body quivering, as she didn't slow down at all. Marcus was groaning, his hand moving faster on his cock now, more and more pre cum lubricating his shaft.

"God, Mandy, you sound good as hell. She's making you come huh?" he asked, his eyes on my face as I continued to spasm. I nodded, my orgasm intensifying as she slid a third finger into me. I began mumbling incoherently as the strength of my climax overtook me. When I began to relax, my body loosened and I was spread eagle on the bed, limbs limp, heart pounding. Jasmine looked up my body at me, her face wet with my come. "Damn girl, you taste wonderful. So sweet! Mmm, I could eat your pussy for days." She moved up to lie beside me, her fingers resting on my sex, the middle one stroking my still sensitive clit. Looking at Marcus, she said, "Oh, poor guy. So hard, but no release. Look at your boyfriend Mandy, look how turned on he is from watching you come on my face."

I sat up and looked over at him. His face was damp with perspiration, his cock harder than I'd seen it before. He smiled at me and slid over to sit on my other side. "You were beautiful baby...so goddamned beautiful." He kissed me, his hand going down to where Jasmine's was, both of their fingers playing in my wetness.

"Kiss me, Marcus, taste how good she tastes on my lips." She whispered, leaning over me toward him. He looked at me and I nodded, so he pressed his lips on hers. I watched as they kissed, their tongues playing in mid air like hers and mine had.

"Mmm, that looks good." I said, leaning forward and joining their kiss. We all three kissed for several minutes, sharing each other's tongues and lips. I tasted good on her mouth too, and I couldn't wait to taste her.

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AnonymousAnonymousabout 4 years ago
More!!!!

Great story that I hope will be continued, soon.

teddybearclubteddybearclubalmost 6 years ago
OMG Yesss

I came soooo hard when Mandy di imagining it was me with Jasmine between my thighs licking me to multiple orgasms. Please, Oh, Please keep going with this. They're just getting warmed up

Chrissie

TBC

AnonymousAnonymousover 19 years ago
mmmm ;)

Hot! ;) you should keep writing more sequels I like them.

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