Another Saturday and another band on at the club. Our friend Pat and her latest boyfriend were coming over to stay again. Where she kept finding them, I don’t know, but I could see what the guys were getting out of it.

We had arranged to meet them in the club; I think that Linda was kind of excited to see what her new feller was like and I must admit that after the last time I was quite looking forward to fucking Pat again.

We saw them at the bar when we entered the cub. Pat was wearing a red dress, tight fitting, to just below the knee, teamed with dark nylons and red shoes with a two inch or so heel. She looked so very sexy, from head to toe, a complete fucking machine.

We joined them at the bar and when we had had a brief introduction to John, her latest, we took our drinks over to a table, where a couple we knew, Paul and Joanne, were sat. We introduced John to them as they had already met Pat, and we sat down with them.

The group were soon on stage, and it wasn’t long before all three ladies were dancing and we guys all went to the bar for more drinks. We all got along well and were soon chatting like old friends. As we sat back at our table the girls joined us as they had decided to have a little breather.

We sat so that we could all see the band, that is down one side of the table and at the ends, which meant that we were all quite close together, my knees were rubbing against Pat’s and Chris was snuggled up to my other side.  Joanne was sat at the end of the table, sideways on to me. The side slit in her skirt was just far enough up to give a glimpse of stocking top, not much more, just a glimpse of the darker nylon.

After a while we all got up to dance and when they played a slow number came, I found myself dancing with Joanne. “I could see your stocking top when you were sat down.” I told her. “And did you like what you saw?” she replied. “I always like to see a nice pair of legs in sexy nylons.” I told her. “It’s just as well the split isn’t up the front.” She went on. “Why’s that then.” I wanted to know. “Because I’m not wearing any knickers.” She smiled at me. “Don’t tell me stuff that I’ll never be able to react to, you tease.” “Don’t say never.” She replied. “Don’t you tease.” I told her.

The song ended then and we caried on dancing, she kept looking across at me and smiling. The band took a break, and we all sat back at our table. Joeanne sat at the end of the table again, only now she was facing the table to play bingo. She had let her skirt ride up a little and I was now able to see her red suspender with a bright metal clip holding up her stocking. Weather she had done this deliberately or not I didn’t know, but I do know that I was enjoying the view. And Joanne kept glancing across at me and smiling.

The band took to the stage again and started their second set.   The girls all got up to dance again, and we guys went to fetch some more drinks. Talking at the bar it was made plane that John was aware of our habit of changing partners for the night and he discreetly let me know that if we were intending to go for it tonight then he was more than willing to go along. Paul commented on the fact that Joanne seemed to have taken a shine to me tonight, and he said that it was a good job he was with her. We all laughed at this, John said maybe she was wanting to try a swap and we all laughed again.

When we took our drinks back to the table the girls were urging us to join them on the dance floor. Just as we joined them the group started another slow dance. Joanne threw herself into me and wrapped her arms around my neck. She had never been quite so insistent about dancing with me before, although we had had the occasional smooch before. “What’s going on” I asked her you’ve never been like this with me before, you’ll have John and Chrissy getting jealous.” “I don’t know why John would get jealous” she said he was him who said that you and she might be up fore a swop.” She replied. “Well certainly not tonight.” I told her. “We have company, but if you are for real, then I’ll ask Chrissy.” “Oh, and are you swapping with them then? Of course I’m for real;  do you think that I’ve been stringing you along all night?” she asked “I didn’t want to take anything for granted.  I said, “Well there’s always next week.” She whispered in my ear and then gently kissed my ear lobe.

We all carried on dancing for a while and then went back to our table. Again, Joanne sat in such a way so that her skirt rode up and not only was her suspender clip showing, but one in a while I was getting a glimpse of bare leg, now that had to be done on purpose, and it was glaringly obvious that the little minx was putting on a show, not that I minded.

We played another game of bingo, and I was finding it rather difficult to concentrate with the view I was getting of Joanne and now Pat had started to feel my thigh under the table and Chrissy’s boobs were rubbing my arm. I was thinking that I could hardly wait to get Pat into bed and get some relief for my poor aching cock.

When the band came on for their final time, the girls were getting up to dance, Chrissy hung back and whispered in my ear that Paul had made a proposition to her, and she wondered if Joanne had said anything to me. “We’ll need to have a talk tomorrow” I replied. “Okay, it will be interesting to know what you think.”

We all danced for a while and when they played the final slow dance Joanne again made a lunge for me. Pat was dancing with Paul. Chrissy and John were having a proper smooch, so things were looking good for latter. As the band finished everyone clapped and got our things together and made our way outside. Paul was making sure that we would be here next week and said that we could have a chat then. They said their goodnights and the guys kissed the girls goodnight, a quick peck for everyone, except Joanne and me, she went straight in for a full-on snog and then we parted company and made our way back home. Which thankfully was only just over the road for us.

The atmosphere was a little charged to say the least tonight as Chrissy all but ran upstairs and into the bedroom with John close behind her. Pat and I took our time kissing on the landing halfway up the stairs. I had a crafty squeeze of her bust and she felt at my, now almost ready to burst, cock. Then we made our way into the bedroom. Chrissy’s and John’s clothes were in a heap on the floor and the pair of them were already under the covers, and from the noises Chrissy was making, someone was hitting the right spot with something.

I reached around Pat and pulled the zipper of her dress down, and with a shrug of her shoulders, it was on the floor. Her bra followed soon after. Disappointingly, she was wearing tights tonight, but I hooked my thumbs into the waist and slid them down her legs catching her pants as I did. Pat sat down on the bed, and I removed her shoes tights and knickers in one go.

She lay back across the bed, I leant forward and licked up her pussy, causing her to shudder. I parted her lips with my fingers so that she was more exposed to my tongue, and as I reached the hard nub of her clit, I sucked it into my mouth gently biting on the base of it, she squealed and gushed out a load of her cum juice into my mouth. It was running down into her bum crack, and I moved my hand down to use it as lube to push my middle finger into her tight bum hole, and with another squeal she came again.

Now Pat wanted to fuck and so she swung her legs onto the bed and lay with her arms outstretched, her knees bent and her legs open as far as they would go. I laid down at the side of her and kissed her lips whilst pressing my middle two fingers into her pussy, pressing up as I did, she groaned softly. As I worked my fingers about Pat got wetter and looser as she got more worked up. I added my index finger to the other two, and then I placed my fingers altogether against the end of my thumb and pressed forward.

All my fingers and thumb were slipping into her with little resistance, and I worked them around a little as I pressed. It wasn’t until the very widest part of my hand pushed against her vulvar that there was any resistance. Pat reached down and grabbed my hand, crushing the knuckles together, as she held onto my wrist with the other hand and tried to force all my hand into her. I twisted and I tried my best, but it was not going to happen. Shame because I wanted it and she wanted it, but it just wasn’t going to happen just yet.

Pat pulled me over her and guided me into her wet hole, I slid in easily, then she squeezed with her internal muscles making her pussy feel so much tighter. I have never met anyone who had as much control as Pat, ever. She raised her pelvis up towards me as I stroked my rampant tool into her. After around ten minutes, just to stop myself coming, I rolled us over onto our side with her legs wrapped around my waist. I was still pumping into her, only now I was able to reach around her and grab her hips to bounce her harder onto me.

Pat dictated the next position, and she rolled away from me so that I could enter her from behind. C Chrissy and john had decided on the same position, only they were facing us. Pat and Chrissy reached out and held hands as we all fucked. Chrissy launched into her orgasm squeezing Pat’s hand, triggering her orgasm and mine, John grunted and started coming, and so for the next few minutes, all that could be heard was the girls moaning a squealing and guys grunting a growling. I am sure that the fact that we were all coming together prolonged the pleasure for us all.

We settled down to sleep after that, with Pat and me falling asleep where we lay. I awoke the next morning to the sound of Chrissy and John having very noisy. John had Chrissy kneeling sideways on the bed, with her head down and her bum stuck up. He was stood behind her, gripping her hips and thrusting into her. Chrissy was moaning and sighing as her orgasm built.

Pat had been woken by the noise as well; she quickly got on all fours before dropping her head and said. “Well don’t hang around, get stuck in.” I wasted no time and jumped out of bed stood behind her and slid my morning wood, straight into her waiting hole. I set up a steady rhythm and Pat was soon reaching her first orgasm of the day, just as Chrissy was about to reach her second.

“Fancy swapping back?” John said to me. “Why not?” I replied and with a step left and a turn I was entering Chrissy Just in time for her orgasm to beak. By the sounds coming from behind me Pat had reached her peak as well. A few moments later John groaned as he came into Pat and with a sigh I shot off into Chrissy’s pussy.

We took turns in the shower after and then it was tea and toast all round. Soon after that Pat and John left assuring us that they would be over next month if we would allow it. We all agreed that it had been the best night for a while, and Pat said that she would see us on the bus tomorrow.

After they had gone Chrissy and I sat down on the sofa together to discuss what Joanne and Paul had proposed. We both admitted that we liked the look of the other couple and I had to admit that yes, I would really like to fuck Joanne, and Chrissy admitted that yes, she would not mind a fuck with Paul. It was on for the next weekend, although we agreed that it was had best that we did not mention anything to Pat yet.

Sadly, it didn’t happen the next weekend as on the Thursday Chrissy said. “Bad news I’m afraid, I’ll be out of action for the next five days or so.” As we left our flat on the Saturday Joanne and Paul were just passing and we made to walk to the club with them. Paul held me back to tell me that Joanne had the painters and decorators in, his words, not mine, so this week was off. I told him that I was about to tell him, the same thing with Chrissy. It was all on hold for a week…

There is more about Pat and a little about Joanne and Paul, but that is for another time.

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