The phone rang and I answered, it was Jason asking if e wanted to go to a night club tonight.i said sure sounds like fun.He said he would pick us up ...t 9:00. Lisa was still apprehensive but agreed to go. I told her it's just fun dancing and stuff,and after that we will see I winked. Oh you are bad Moni she said. We went to eat and came back to shower and get ready. We both took our time, I shaved all over and put on a sheer thong a and a very short skirt and a nice top with no bra. Lisa. ..I struggle to look...my restraints prevent me from turning to see…I look up at you fear in my eyes...you smile at me reach your hand down to touch my face…your fingers trace my lips..you take a step back...I hear the sounds of belt buckles being undone I know there is more than one person behind me…my breath quickens my body trembles...I feel a set of hands squeeze around each thigh and pull in opposite directions...I am fully exposed...slap...slap...SLAP… the cheeks of my ass are slapped. Then I felt him ragging my thong with his hands off my body."I have to give this to my wife; she said that you looked so prim and proper."I was speechless and staring at him in his eyes.The man smiled at me; he was in his late fifties, but he had a pretty good stamina and his hard dick had fucked me so good, although it had been just a quickie.Suddenly he got serious and grabbed again my hair.“So, bitch… you still want some more, I think…”He pulled again his cock out of his trousers. I looked. She'd noted the dark, disapproving gazes, the narrow slits of their mouths. But she also saw the sudden blushes at their throats, and imagined the stealthy glances behind her back.Angique had mixed feelings about going to lesbian parties. Sure, she preferred women to men. She often used to say: "I like men for what they have, but love women for who they are." And yes, men catered to some of her more urgent sexual needs, but her emotions belonged to the realm of sisterhood. Still, she never felt.