Lapdancing Girlfriend Ch. 05

Nichole Scherzinger's 'Boomerang' started to play and Diamond was suddenly spun around, still in a kiss with Tom, her head pulled away and saw Carl standing before her. She realized it had not been Jonathon behind her but the blond man as her eyes opened in surprise as he once again roughly pressed his lips against hers, her mouth opening instinctively as his tongue snaked into her mouth. She groaned as he squeezed her ass, still swaying to the music.

Diamond thought she was like the boomerang in the song, passed on to each guy, kissing them deeply as they groped her body.

Diamond was so aroused and hot she wondered if she were dripping on the floor as Carl broke off his kiss, smiling at her as he reached forward and to her surprise and desire, pinched her nipples.

She groaned in pleasure as he began openly feeling her up as she danced. Turning around as she danced she saw all the guys around her. Smiling, her body on fire, she continued swaying to the music, dancing with each of them as before, acting as if nothing untoward had happened—that she had not spent the last ten minutes making out with each of them while they felt her up on the dance floor.

Diamond's mind never felt clearer as her body suffused with the warmth of her passion, again laughing openly as she danced. She was moving up and down with the whole dance floor, now part of the huge multi-bodied beast of the club's dancers as she reveled in the night and the dancing, her body alive, her arousal only heightened by being out in public.

Sean stepped behind her and placed his hands on her hips as she began undulating them seductively beneath his palms. He moved his hands lower until they were sliding across her bare ass cheeks and Diamond began grinding her ass against him, heedless to the lewd display she was probably giving.

The next song she did not recognize, learning from Sean it was 'Big Banana' by Havana Brown and she laughed, moving her body easily to the beat of the unfamiliar song.

As the song reached a crescendo and transitioned into a slower melody Sean pulled her rear against his pelvis, mimicking fucking her as she bent forward, leaning forward as her hips and body moved to his grinding. Even with the alcohol in her system and overcome by the dancing she could feel his large member slide across her ass as her mind flashed to the photo-shoot. Remembering his fucking her as he mimicked the same actions she moaned, their bodies grinding to the music as she bent over, simulating their previous coupling.

Diamond looked at the other guys, seeing they had grins as big as Sean's at her display. Her body was thrust back and forth by Sean's hands as she moved back and forth, his pelvis slamming into her ass as he pulled her repeatedly into him.

Slowly raising her torso against Sean's chest, she moaned openly as his hands rose and cupped her breasts. Diamond raised her hands over her head, dancing to the song as she openly let him massage and knead her tits through her halter, her body moving in time to the beat of the song.

Sean was obviously excited, his large member evident as he pressed against her ass, the bulge more noticeable as he moved sideways across her ass as she swayed her hips.

Abruptly Diamond let out a scream, lost in the loud music and crowd, as Sean pinched both her nipples roughly and simultaneously, her cry not one of anguish but lust as her whole body was suffused with desire. She could not recall being so aroused, her body on fire, her nipples feeling like they were trying to poke through her halter as the song ended and Diamond told them she needed another drink.

All five of the guys followed her back to the VIP booth where Carl poured her another vodka, which she downed in one long gulp, not caring what it tasted like and relishing the cold drink as it slid down her throat.

Jen's body wanted to dance more, feeling more energized than ever as a remix of Will.i.am and Britney Spears' 'Scream and Shout' blared loudly through her soul.

Carl poured her another drink as they sat down, which she drank more slowly. The guys talked amongst each other, but all Jen could barely pay attention, instead thinking about the group of hunks near her. Each time one of them talked she focused on their lips, wanting to taste their mouths again as her nipples rasped against her halter.

Velvet and Christopher eventually joined them, saying they had come back earlier and sat down but they had already gone back into the crowd as they sat down. Everybody talked about miscellaneous things again, nobody mentioning anything about her being felt up on the dance floor as eventually Velvet said she needed to use the restroom.

Velvet and Jen excused themselves to go to the ladies powder room, and as they waited in line, each confessed about their dance floor encounters. Velvet said Christopher was all over her and she was so hot she was ready to fuck him right here in the club.

Jen laughed, telling her she too was feeling frisky, but was not about to do anything with the guys, stating she could not betray her fiancé like that.

Velvet commended her willpower, saying, "If I had five hunky guys after me—let me change that—five hunky porn star guys who were trained in having and prolonging sex lusting after me, I would rip my clothes off right on the dance floor and let them have their way with me," she laughed with Jen.

Velvet's comment caused Jen's skin to heat up again as she wondered why she had been so flagrant with the men on the dance floor. Remembering the men's hands upon her again caused a warmth flare between her legs, spreading through her stomach and to her breasts. Try as she might, she could not get the image of them touching her out of her mind. Her pulse was racing by the time they finally made it through the line and into the bathroom, reapplying their make-up and chatting as they freshened up.

"Do you mind if we go back to the hotel?" Velvet finally asked, telling Jen she wanted to pair off with Christopher who was staying at the hotel as were the other guys. "You may not want to partake of all the man flesh worshiping you, but I have no such hindrance," she laughed.

Jen was surprised to learn everybody was staying at the hotel, thinking Christopher or even a couple of the other guys lived in LA. Velvet said Christopher told her all the guys were in town for various photo-shoots and such. She also Velvet explained Christopher actually had no home whatsoever, travelling with Melissa all the time. The lighting assistant and photographer were only in LA for Jen's photo-shoots, then would be touring with her.

Jen told her it was fine if they headed back to the hotel, explaining she had enough fun, adding that as frisky as the guys were getting and the way her body was allowing them to touch her, calling it a night would be safer.

Velvet laughed and told her she needed to 'let her hair down' telling her, "Look, you heard Sean, they all are working for DSA. The chance these guys are probably going to be filming with you sometime in the future is a high probability. Wouldn't it be easier to break the ice now without the added uncomfortableness of being in front of a camera the first time?" she asked.

Although Jen agreed with her in theory, she was not about to sleep with a guy just because she may have to for her contract. Deep in her mind she could was ashamed to admit she did not trust herself, her body more aroused than usual. She did not want to place herself in any circumstance where something could happen she would regret.

Jokingly she told Velvet she would have a hard time picking one of them, to which her assistant replied, "Why choose just one?" she asked with a grin.

The comment caused Jen's skin to break out in goose bumps, and she silently berated herself. As they returned back to the lounge area, she wondered how she could have even thought about cheating on Dan, glad they were planning to leave.

Sitting down with the guys, Velvet told the men they were calling it a night. The guys all agreed, saying they should all at least have one last drink before leaving.

Jen was handed a full glass of vodka they had already poured, and knowing they were being charged for any open bottles, did not think anything should go to waste, so took a big drink when they toasted to their fun night.

Once again the drink was bitter against her tongue, Jen looking at the table to figure out which vodka it was so she would never have it again. Being the last drink of the night, she said nothing, instead finishing the glass, feeling the warm alcohol spread out from her stomach, spreading through her body, the feeling almost sensual.

Tom asked her if there was room for them in her limo as Steve explained. "We took a taxi, but trying to find one around here at this time of night will be almost impossible," he told her as the other guys agreed.

Being as there was plenty of room in the limo and all of them headed back to the same place, Jen told them it was fine as they all stood up—albeit all of them wobbly from the alcohol—and headed outside.

Sean talked to the valet who apparently had a way to contact Larry and the limo, as a few moments later the chauffer drove up and they all piled into the limo.

Jen was sandwiched between Jonathon and Sean, while Carl, Steve, and Tom sat across from her. Velvet and Christopher took only one seat, Christopher sitting next to Sean while Velvet climbed onto his lap.

Before the car even pulled away from the club's curb Velvet's lips were locked on to Christopher's mouth, her moans loud in the car, obviously not caring about the other people around them as she made out with the man beneath her.

Jen watched her assistant and the younger man make out and tried to make a joke of the situation, saying out loud, "Geez, I feel sort of left out now."

Even as she mouthed the words she wondered why she would have said such a thing out loud. She had meant to only think it in her head, and before she could say anything else Sean's voice filled the small confines of the car, "Well, we'll have to remedy that!"

Jen was speechless as Sean reached up to her chin which his hand and turned her head, a gasp barely escaping her mouth, soon muffled as his face pressed against hers.

Her mind went completely blank as without any hesitation Jen thrust her tongue into the man's mouth, her body overriding any propriety her mind was thinking.

A moan came from her as she felt Jonathon lean against her on her right-hand side, his tongue riding across her bare shoulder and sending goose bumps all over her body. As his tongue slid up her shoulder to her neck she gasped, the hiss of air within Sean's mouth escaping as she pulled slightly away from Sean's lips as Jonathon's hands began massaging her breasts.

Jen could not believe the sensations she was feeling as she groaned, the very act of being kissed by one man and felt up by another almost overwhelming.

And then her eyes opened wide as she felt her legs lifted up in front of her!

Squealing in Sean's mouth in surprise, Sean released her face with his hand long enough for her to look in front of her to see Carl and Steve each with one of her feet in their lap, the soles of her boots pressed tightly against their crotches as they began slowly caressing her legs.

Their touch felt wonderful as Jen's head was turned, only this time towards Jonathon. Without a second's thought she opened her lips as the dark-haired man pulled her face to his, her tongue sliding eagerly between his lips as she began making out with him.

She moaned at the feeling of Sean sliding his hands down her shoulder and feeling her breasts, continuing to moan in Jonathon's mouth as Sean's hands slid down her stomach, then her thighs, only to reverse and repeat the process back to her breasts.

Jen felt her left boot unzipped, and pulling her leg back slightly, helped Carl pull it off as her moans echoed from within Jonathon's mouth. She let out a loud whimper at the sudden sensation of her big toe sucked into somebody's mouth, increasing her lust tenfold as the intimate sensation flooded her body with heat.

Soon her other boot was gone as Steve mimicked Carl's attention to her feet, his tongue gliding across her arch before he too took one of her toes into his hot, moist mouth.

Jen knew she must look ridiculous, leaning in her seat making out with one man while her feet were spread and raised in the air while two other men licked and sucked her feet. And she could not ignore the feel of another man squeezing her breasts.

As almost an afterthought she wondered where Tom was or what he thought of being left out as the four other men took their liberties with her body.

Sean shifted in his seat, his hands leaving her body, but she was too lost in her kiss with Jonathon or her legs being caressed by the other two men to care. Suddenly her head was turned back to Sean, instead seeing Tom now sitting next to her. Without a thought her mouth met the other man's, their two tongues meeting as she now made out with now a third man.

Tom's tongue tasted of the bourbon he had been drinking, and Jen once again moaned in response as their tongues weaved against each other.

She once more felt the seat shift on Jonathon's side, and as her foot lowered guessed Carl and Jonathon were switching places.

Her suspicions were confirmed as her head was once more turned by her chin to find Carl next to her, his lips finding hers as his tongue invaded her mouth while this time Tom kneaded her breasts.

Jen had no control as she French kissed Carl as another man kneaded her tits through her clothes, completely lost in the moment. All she was aware of was her body craving the men around her, eager to give them what they desired.

Her other leg was lowered and she expected Steve to switch places with Tom, when suddenly she felt hands slide up the outside of her thighs and beneath her skirt. Breaking away from her kiss with Carl, she saw Steve between her legs, his face close to hers. As he grasped her hips beneath her skirt she leaned forward, her mouth meeting his as she continued groaning in pleasure.

Steve's hands wrapped around her hips until he was cupping her ass, and Jen let out a long groan when he suddenly picked her up off the seat and pulled her to the one he had been on, her straddling his crotch as she leaned into him, her breasts pressed firmly against his chest as their tongues continued to dance with each other.

Jen could feel the firmness of Steve's cock beneath her, moaning as her body was possessively held by him.

Finally she had to move back to breathe and she leaned forward with her head against Steve's shoulder as she panted, trying to get her breath back.

Absently Jen looked up behind Steve, her eyes unexpectedly looking into the rearview mirror, her gaze meeting Larry's, knowing he had watched her lewd display with the other guys.

Although she had been turned on making out with the other men, her body aroused more and more with each kiss, it was not until that moment when she looked into her chauffeur's eyes that her body was overcome with pure lust, the desire for him to watch more flooding through her body.

Vaguely she was aware of her top being lowered and Steve's head moving down, but she was too lost in looking at the chauffer. Suddenly her eyes widened at the man driving when Steve abruptly took her right breast into his mouth, his teeth clamping down around her aureole.

Jen gasped, still staring in the rearview mirror, her eyes locked upon Larry's as the other man mauled her breast with his mouth. The idea of her body being so brazenly used in front of the chauffer's gaze caused a flood of desire to course through her and she knew the thong between her legs was doing nothing to stop her wetness as she pulled Steve's head harder into her chest.

She yelled out as another mouth attached to her other breast, still keeping her eyes locked upon Larry's, not knowing who it was as her body was suffused with yearning, teased in her most sensitive area.

Jen was completely lost in the sensations of her body being felt up, in a complete haze as she was almost hypnotized by her chauffer's gaze. It was not until the two men pulled away the chauffer was getting out of the car that she realized they had arrived at the hotel.

The door opened, and Jen quickly pulled up her top. Somewhere in the back of her mind a tiny voice screamed its delight, anxious to get to her room where she would be alone, conceding she would be masturbating as soon as her hotel room door closed.

At least that was her intention as she got out of the car until Velvet told her, "Let's go up to the guys' room for a bit, Christopher said they have some game they wanted to show and play with us."

A tiny voice of reason within Jen's mind screamed "No!" but Diamond's body had other ideas. Before she could even voice her denial her own lips betrayed her, telling her assistant, "OK, but only for a bit."

She caught off-guard as Steve and Tom each put their arms around her and escorted her into the hotel, followed by the rest of the group.

Jen was in a complete stupor, her body aroused beyond belief. And yet, for as much alcohol as she had drank, her mind was feeling clear and in no way befuddled as she wondered at her responses allowing the men to have their way with her in the limo.

So lost in her own thoughts she was surprised when the elevator rang and she saw them exiting on the twentieth floor.

"This my floor," she said to nobody in particular trying to make small talk in order to get her mind off her body's arousal.

Glancing at her assistant, she saw Velvet's face flushed and her nipples visible through her tight dress, realizing her assistant was as aroused as she was.

The guys laughing around her broke her train of thought as Tom said, "Yeah, but we don't have the master suite, we're just in regular rooms."

Jen realized she was looking at him stupidly before realizing he was answering her statement as the men lead her left, instead of right in direction where her room was located.

Jen followed Steve and Sean, her eyes drifting down to their hard asses, watching them walk, aware the other men behind her were undoubtedly doing the same to her. Almost unconsciously she began to sway her hips more, her body once again flaring in heated arousal as she walked more seductively for them.

It was then she realized she was still barefooted, her boots left in the car. She was not worried about losing them, as she could always get them later, but the fact of her completely forgetting about them as well as being barefooted, wondering what else she was forgetting missing due to her mind and body's overwhelming lust.

Once again she was thankful of her assistant's presence, knowing somehow if her assistant were not with her, Jen would have done something completely irresponsible. She no longer trusted her body, the display of public affection in the limousine causing her to wonder what she would do in a hotel room if she had been left alone with the guys. The other woman's presence gave her some security, so when Sean opened the door to their room, she blithely followed her assistant inside.

Tom had stated they were booked in a 'regular' room, so she was surprised at the size of the two-bedroom suite. Looking around, the suite was divided into a living room furnished with a couch, lounge chair, coffee table, and large screened television, as well as two bedrooms. Glancing around the corner within one of the rooms she saw a queen-sized bed, assuming the other room was similar. Overall the suite was larger than most hotel rooms she had stayed in. Even so, her current accommodations were still remarkable extravagant as she recognized Mr. DeWight—or DSA in general—was pampering their spokesmodel.