Fishnet thigh highs with my prettiest garter belt. The strappy heels that give my ass that extra lift. I looked good, and I knew it. That doesn’t me...n I wasn’t nervous. It must have shown on my face. The cute bouncer, who happened to be built like a truck, gave me a wink when he let me in. Somehow, I felt reassured. There were people everywhere. Fully dressed, half-dressed, and yes, a few who decided they didn’t need their clothes any more. Add in the sounds of music, conversation, and some. I slowly creeped up to the door. No one in the house seemed to be moving. I slowly opened the door and peeked in. I could see the silhouette of Sarah slowly giving head to Mark's huge cock in the dark."Who is that?" Mark whispered as he noticed me standing in the doorway."It's me," I whispered back."Come in," he said, "and turn the light on."I did as he said, and there she was, my friend, my love, naked and worshipping Mark's huge cock. She looked so beautiful, but when she looked over at me,. I feel like I’m going on a first date again! With a trembling hand I pop the phone back on my dressing table.We had initially shared a very nervous afternoon tea (on my part that is, being dressed in front of someone for the first time can be traumatic no matter how nice they are). This grew to at least once a month when we mostly chatted about life, girl stuff and compared mental notes of the people we met online. It was a giggle. Sometimes, if one us had had a bad week we’d share,. He slid his hand up the back of my top, and he un-clipped my bra. Danny lifted the hoodie over my head and began kneading my large, firm breasts. He rubbed and played with them while we kissed. “Are you okay?” he asked. I nodded and reached down to rub the large bulge forming in his boxers. I traced my fingers across it and began massaging it. He moaned softly, and broke our kiss. He began kissing my neck, and then kissed down to my chest. He ran his tongue over my small pink nipples in turn;.