Rude girl in Gentlemans club

Getting in the car Ian suggested they call for a some lunch and a drink at his club,Jill was a little concerned about going in with no panties on,a predicament arising from their exploits in the car park. She felt her skirt was damp at the back,but Ian reassured her it did not show.

Going in to the club, which was very elegant, they checked in. Then proceeded to their respective toilets to freshen up.In the luxurious ladies toilet Jill wiped her tummy and legs with a damp flannel,before applying perfume between her thighs, wishing she had retrieved some clean panties from her case.Then repairing her make up and tiding up her hair.

With one final look in the large mirror she felt satisfied with the result, and feeling much more confident went to join Ian in the bar. Ian having made a similar cleaning up process was waiting for her, he greeted her affectionately kissing her on the cheek. Then leading her to a low corner table settled her at his side on a comfortable leather couch.He gestured to the waiter to serve the chilled champagne,Which he put in the silver cooler .on the table before them.

Jill felt both chic and rude for as she sat down her bare cunt came in contact with the expensive but cool leather,sending a thrill through her lower belly.As they sat there sipping the ice cold champagne,and eating the delicious canapes,she related the details of her journey,explaining why she had arrived in such a state of randiness.

It was as well that the small visitors room was deserted for as she spoke she hiked up her skirt so Ian could see her thighs,crotch,and a glimpse of her bare cunt.Glancing at his crotch she could see the effect of her story,was having, she could see the big bulge steadily getting bigger.The realisation of the power she was exercising spurred her to be more daring,so that as she related the story she illustrated her words with action.

When she said"I had to hold myself"she raised her skirt, placed her hand between her legs,then "I crossed my legs and squeezed,she did just that, then "I put two fingers up my cunt"Ian gasped as she demonstrated.However when it came to saying "I could not hold my pee and I was leaking",not wanting to be too rude she raised her skirt higher and taking her glass and poured a little champagne over her lower belly so that it ran down over her shaved cunt through her already wet crack and on to the leather ,soaking her suspender belt straps and stocking tops.Then taking a white napkin she placed it between her legs to resemble, a pantie crotch,saying "so I was wetting myself,like this"and she poured more wine so that the napkin had the appearance of wet panties.

By this time the champagne was exciting her in more than one way,while what she had drank made her heady, that which she had poured over her cunt had syphoned in to her uterus, was stimulating her lips and clit,so that the two fingers still embedded inside her where beginning to be used in overt masturbation.Her words now coming in gasps "by that time I was almost coming "She had not intended going all the way,but found the sensations she had aroused,where now to strong to resist and was now finger fucking her self to a quite delightful orgasmic state.

Ian now no longer content to just watch, drooped to his knees and forced his head between her legs and replaced her fingers with his tongue, his mouth which was filled with champagne so in order to use his tongue, he first squirted the wine up in to her in a cold spurt that took her over the top. Wriggling her bottom and ejaculating wine,pee and come on to his face so that what his mouth could not hold,dripped down his chin and into the napkin. His nostrils where filled with the aroma of pee,come,champagne,and perfume. He raised his face to hers and with mouths locked together she sucked the tribute of their ministrations in to her own mouth and swallowed it.

They had just time to make them self decent before the waiter arrived, to ask if there was anything they wanted.They ordered a further bottle of bubbly which they drank more slowly,Ian taking good care to see that Jill drank most of it.
When they left the club Jill deliberately avoided going to the toilet even though she needed to go.

Which was naughty but as she guessed likely to lead to something nice,which it did,after all Ian had not found any release at the club,and when they got around to doing something about that.Ian would expect her to be prepared.where ever it happened.It did but that's another story.

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